#Mercury Generation

[itmeansiris]

The Solar System Legacy Challenge: Revenge Gen 1 pt.89

TW: EXTREME VIOLENCE, ADULT LANGUAGE & BLOOD.

Mercury's mind took a moment to register the pain. She tried to open her eyes and push her body up from the floor when a weight settled on top of her and a hand pressed down over her nose and mouth making it difficult to breathe. The other pinned her hand painfully above her head, her knuckles scraping against the textured floor. She couldn’t move.

A familiar face came into view as she leaned in close to whisper in M's ear, the scent of bozo overwhelmed her making her nauseous.

Paris: You're going to finally get what you deserve and you're going to pay for your husband's little stunt. I told him no one makes me regret anything.

Then the onslaught began. Mercury tried to protect herself, but with Paris's weight pinning her down and the lack of focus from the blow to her head all she could manage was putting her hands up in an attempt to fend off the attack.

Venus: MOM!

Venus ran over and tried to jump on Paris's back as she picked up the small vase to hit Mercury with it again. Venus managed to surprise Paris causing her to drop the vase, but Paris laughed at her efforts and shoved her aside. The vase was forgotten for the moment.

Venus fell to the floor and tears bloomed in her eyes, but she pushed the pain aside. She needed to get help. She got to her knees and crawled toward the end of the aisle doing the only thing she could think of as the woman continued to assault her mother.

Venus: DAD!!!! DADDY HELP!

She screamed from her place on the floor. Ishtar and Aphrodite found her first, racing over to her to see what caused her panic.

Aphrodite: V, what's the matter? Where is mo-

Ishtar: Get off my mommy!

Dite turned to see her mother lying on the ground with a red-headed woman straddling her. Shocked and terrified at the sight before her, she dropped to the floor beside her sister pulling her close and rubbing her back trying to calm her down and trying to draw comfort from the contact as Ishtar attacked Paris.

He pulled and tugged on anything his small hands could grab hold of. He overpowered her for a moment as he yanked her hair pulling her off Mercury.

Paris: Stupid fucking brat! Arggh! Get off me!

Paris struggled to free herself from his vise grip on her hair when she was torn away by store employees.

Kason arrived while the supermarket staff struggled with Paris. They overpowered her, dragging her a short distance away. That's when he saw M. His mind raced back to Monday, but instead of Rufus in the burning room with Paris smiling, it was Mercury.

Aphrodite: ad...dad...Dad!

He was peeled from the horrifying thought at the sound of Aphrodite’s panic. He kneeled in front of his children blocking their view of M and examining them quickly for injuries. Ishtar had a small cut below his eye and Venus was trembling with her hands pressed firmly over her eyes red bruising peaking out from the sleeve of her coat. He steeled himself and got to work.

He pulled out his phone and dialed Spirit, handing the phone to Aphrodite seeing as she seemed to be the only one uninjured at first glance.

Kason: Are you hurt Dite?

She shook her head. He leaned in and kissed her forehead.

Kason: Thank the watcher. I need you to tell Nana to come to the supermarket, quickly. Tell her it's an emergency.

The look in Venus's eyes when she finally dropped her hands concerned him so he addressed Ishtar next. Touching the small cut below his eye. He winced in pain but gave his dad a reassuring smile.

Kason: Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere else, buddy?

Ishtar's smile fell his eyes filled with unshed tears.

Ishtar: I'm okay, but Venus's wrist, and Mommy!

Kason: Look at me Ishtar. I know this is scary, but I need you to stay right here with your sisters, and look after them. I'm going to check on Venus and then Mom while we wait for Nana. Can you do that for me?

Confusion and fear were evident in his eyes but he tried to look brave and nodded his confirmation. He was so young, only 7 with the most tender heart, it felt like a heavy request.

Kason: That's my big boy. It's going to be okay.

He hugged him tightly. Then turned his attention to Venus. He took her hand and walked her away from the others. He noticed she had a small limp. He spoke to her as if she was a wounded animal that might take off if startled.

Kason: Sweetie. Let Daddy have a look, okay?

She didn't respond, she didn't even look at him, she just bent down and held her leg. He slid over a few inches, blocking her view of Mercury. He was desperate to turn around and check on her, but Venus needed him first and the police had arrived and detained Paris, who was flinging insults at anyone within earshot as a crowd gathered.

Kason: V?

He removed his coat and sat on the floor lifting her into his lap so that she would be forced to look at him.

Kason: I'm going to look, okay?

He gently lifted her hand away from the wrist she cradled. It was an angry red color, but when he moved it in circular motions she didn't complain. He sighed with relief that it wasn't broken.

Kason: I think it's just sprained but they will have to look at it better. V I need you to stay-

He swallowed the end of that sentence when she pressed her face into his chest, tears fell from her eyes as her small frame shook violently against him. He looked over her again, searching for additional injuries, but saw none. He held her close understanding the pain wasn't physical, this was much deeper.

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Poses:

@starrysimsie “Daddy’s got you”

Brawling Animations by Utopya

@simmerberlin A little thing called love

@moonshinersims 911 posepack

@simplysims Ouch

@joannebernice Sims in distress (1-6)

@natalia-auditore Action poses

[geminipixels]

Mercury Generation Officially Completed

Goals:

Master the Logic and Social Networking skills✅

Steal 3 items a day✅

Work in the Journalism career✅

Own 3 cars that are worth over 25,000✅

Visit your friends/neighbors at least once a week✅

Venus generation incoming...

[thecelestiallegacies]

[myriam-draws]

everyone read impulse 1995 for The Guy

[auset66]

One thing about a Mercury man is

What he looks like his nature is complete opposite to that.

He looks even feels like a "fuckboy" in the first glance but when you get to know him, he is just timid, shy a bit introverted.

Deceiving looks and vibes are what I see the most in the best possible way in Mercury man.

He looks like a gentleman in complete control of himself? Fatherly? Guess what. He is a ladies man and have 30 different affairs.

Point me in this and know about this always first glance, impression and vibes of a Mercury man is always deceiving.

Does it include virgo and gemini too? Bit maybe yes on some extent.

Mercury in 1st house? Mercury with moon? I don't know maybe yes.

My "research"/"observation" was mainly on nakshtras i.e. Ashlesha, Jyestha and Revati.

And no they don't do it deliberately they don't even know how they are perceived even perceived that way. Or maybe it is honestly I don't have Mercury nakshtra so I don't know how they work. But yes they do maintain a certain "image" but still so standback. I don't know honestly like why would a shy boy want to look like an asshole? Yeah maybe to look cool? But somehow

Social perception is the least yet the most important tick in his and yes in her list too. The Mercury people.

Crazy? Confusing? Even ironic isn't it? But I guess it is Mercury.

I wish sometimes I can understand the psyche of this "dibolism" of Mercury natives especially Mercury men in a more "comprehending" sense.

I don't know the reason though like it should be moon men right? The deceiving looks or even rahu maybe but it is Mercury. Yes Mercury men. Sometimes yes even Mercury women too but I see it mostly in Mercury men.

You guys tell me your opinions and experience. Why do you think it might be?

(I am having exams I am sorry I Will reply soon to all of you)

[carsthatnevermadeitetc]

Mercury Cougar, 1970. This was the final year for the first generation Cougar.

[amalgamasreal]

The Guel Cycle

[mercury-hg-80]

Call of duty stereotyping based off what I've seen

Ghost- heartless cold guy, either no soft spots or one soft spot which is for someone

Price- dad, daddy, man old as dust, or smart and ruthless

Gaz- price's kid, only personality trait is falling out of a heli

Soap- loud scott, really dumb

Farah- a girls girl, has to be in love with someone

Laswell- mom, only super duper serious

Alex- golden retriever, always with farah

Alejandro- loud angry mexican, dumb

Rodolfo- only known as rudy (not stereotype but it's not something I enjoy seeing) also super duper serious, soft spot is alejandro

Valeria- mommy, being petty and annoying to alejandro

Roach- dumb happy guy needs to be babysat, really chaotic

Shepherd- old as dust, UGLY BLEHHH

Hadir- ???

Graves- biggest patriot, daddy and dad (shadows), always taunting, racist (why???)

König- big shy, dumb, soft, daddy dom, big scary with no feelings

Horangi- always gambling or meows, könig's personal 🐶

Nikto- hot guy with scars, kinda soft

Vladimir- daddy dom like fanfic mafia bosses

Yuri- ??? vladimir's bf I guess

[tumblingxelian]

OK I am just gonna say it.

In regards to the whole "The writers said Ironwood sacraficing his arm means he is giving up his humanity" thing?

I think that they are 100% talking from Ironwood's perspective there.

Now hear me out.

Ironwood is one of the people who most dehumanizes Penny. Yeah sure he's superficially 'nice' when everything is going his way. Be he explicitly had her made as a weapon and the moment its more convenient to treat her as a tool than a person he does so.

Ironwood is fucking weird about his prosthetics. He is always trying to hide them until they are too bulky to cover up with clothing. He's clearly deeply uncomfortable with them and defaults to blaming them for his own behavior.

Compare & contrast to other characters. All of the heroic characters constantly emphasize Penny's personhood and even when disagreeing with her never start couching their language in commands but convincing arguments as they would anyone else.

What's more, Yang, Maria, Fox, Pietro & hell even Tyrian all wear their prosthetics or disabilities very openly and without shame. The shows framing, theme & narrative do not present these things as some kind of loss of humanity or otherwise as a negative. If "Prosthetics eat your soul" was a thing the writers actually felt, it would be more obvious.

Note: I am unsure whether the writers regard Penny as disabled, so I didn't put her with the others.

Penny's new body. Much for much-ness is made about Penny "Becoming a real girl" as though the show hadn't consistently treated her as one from her first moment on screen. & while ignoring the fact that her new body was clearly a magical/Aura construct given it was made up of wobbly green energies under a scan not flesh and bone like other characters.

Even if we ignore all that, when it comes to her new body and that whole angle, while she did show an appreciation for her new tactile senses, she was also shown to be far more vulnerable & generally to be struggling with the new body & it ultimately led to her fall.

This is very much not on brand if we were meant to regard her mechanical form as some kind of problem outside of how others used it to mistreat her.

One of Atlas's core themes' is dehumanization. The people pf Mantle are dehumanized into a faceless mob, a few city blocks that can easily be crushed beneath Ironwood's heel.

Cinder Fall was "adopted" into child slavery where the rights of her abusers to own and harm her always took precedence over her humanity.

The Ace-Ops are trained to regard themselves, their fellows & everyone else as inherently expendable. Cogs in a machine that can be replaced and should not be cared for or mourned.

& most integrally, when Ironwood sacrificed his arm so he could beat Watts. When he had Watts dangling over a lava pit & said he would sacrifice anything to beat Salem. Watts smirked. Because Watt's knew Ironwood's penchant to view harming himself or others as "Ruthlessness" and thus pragmatism was alive & well & would destroy him. Which it did.

The 'other' statement. There is one other line people point to, namely Yang's V8 line, regarding "The mechanical bits are just extra" as somehow ableist. Even ignoring as I said before that I am unsure CRWBY even regard Penny as disabled, or as equivalent to a person using prosthetics. The fact is, I can only view taking that statement as dehumanizing Penny by virtue of her mechanical nature as at best, misinterpreting Yang's statement.

Seriously, they are talking about the fact Penny will still have a soul. IE the very metric of personhood that's used to define every person in universe! It'd be no different if she was made of clay or cloned flesh.

Conclusion. As I said above, if the writers really felt that way about prosthetics, it would be much more overt than one off hand statement that very much seems to reflect Ironwood's thinking not the writers. Ironwood thinks giving up his arm and replacing them with prosthetics is something that makes him less human, a trait he explicitly admired in/projected onto Salem. It makes so much more sense for the writers to be commenting on Ironwood';'s thought process here given it thematically does not align with the rest of the show at all otherwise.

[ryuki-draws]

Slowly becoming yourself again

[moonhze]

both amy and carlos are approaching adulthood, so i thought it was time for the two to have a little quiet ceremony in their back garden~

marry your soulmate before you become an adult ✔

[itmeansiris]

The Solar System Legacy Challenge: Lieutenant Gen 1 pt.94

Brindleton's finest returned to the precinct after their visit to the hospital. While they were gone, officer Till and the desk clerk managed to get Paris booked, which proved to be time-consuming. During the process, they came across her extensive wrap sheet. Her Brindelton record was mostly misdemeanors for disorderly conduct and DUIs, but her San Myshuno record was at least 3 pages long and held some pretty violent crimes and that didn't include the portions that seemed to have been redacted or needed special clearance to access.

Of course, she behaved as expected. Officer Till ended up needing to take her mugshot more than once, having to remind her repeatedly that it wasn't a photoshoot. After a few too many "test shots" she finally cooperated. Annoyed, he hastily ushered her over to the fingerprint scanner.

Officer Till: Hold still. I don’t feel like doing this twice.

As Till finished up, Adler ran into Lieutenant Gordon as he wandered into the lobby.

Ofc Adler: Good evening Lieutenant, busy week huh. Were you…on your way out?

Conrad sighed, the crease in his brow said it all. Brindleton PD had been busier than usual. Crime in the bay was usually non-existence, but lately, trouble had been brewing all over. There was a continued issue with dock security and then a body had turned up. There were hushed whispers amongst the higher shields that the Cartel could be involved, but Alder didn’t go snooping where he wasn’t welcomed.

He also didn't want to add to Conrad's already full plate, but he’d told Kason he would get help. The chief was in, so who better than Brindleton PD's rising star.

Ofc Adler: If not, do you have a couple minutes to spare? I know you're busy, but something happened when we went to the hospital.

Conrad mentally groaned. He already had some much to do, but he held a slight personal interest considering his stepson attended the same school as the Gratz kids.

Lieu. Gordon: Sure, I was going to hit the bags upstairs. We can talk there.

After he briefed Lieutenant Gordon on the matter, Adler excused himself beelining for the holding cells, leaving Conrad alone to pummel the punching bags in the weight room. It was evident that the Lieutenant was taking out his frustrations on the bag and Adler wanted to give him the privacy he was desperately craving. When he reached the area housing the cells he slowed his pace, checking each one for the wily Redhead. He stopped at the last cell lining the row, inside Paris sat on the sole cot in a bare cell, but an officer was unlocking the door.

Alder: What the hell are you doing? What's going on? Why are you moving her?

Officer: Detective Hana told me to take her to interrogation 2. Take it up with him.

Adler: Since when has Detective Hana called the shots here? Does the Chief know? I will.

Paris entered the scarcely furnished room. Detective Hana stood from his seat and gestured to the only other seat in the room.

Det. Hana: Ms. Amyot, please have a seat.

Paris looked around the room in boredom.

Paris: Do you have my cigarettes?

Det. Hana: You can’t smo-

Paris: My cigarettes.

He sighed while reaching to remove an unopened box from his pocket and relinquished it to Paris along with a book of matches.

Paris: Good boy.

Detective Hana bit back a response to her taunting comment. He folded his arms and donned a stonic expression hoping to appear unfazed.

Det. Hana: Now, Ms. Amyot I’d like-

Paris: Cut the detective act Kane. What do you want?

Det. Hana: I want to know what happened.

Paris: I thought that was squared away. Didn’t you talk to him?

Hana fidgeted before briefly glancing at the mirror on the wall to his right.

Det. Hana: I don't know what you mean.

Paris: YOU were supposed to SPEAK to Kason, Kane. I swear to the watcher you people are useless.

Det Hana: Ms. Amyot, first I'll have to ask you to refrain from using my first name. Next, I'm asking the questions and I want you to tell me what happened.

Paris: Are you some kind of an idiot? Didn’t you talk to my father?

Det. Hana: You can make a phone call once we are done here. I will try and get someone to contact your family in the meantime, but I need you to please answer my questions. We don’t have much time.

Hana's words came out forced and a light sheen of sweat had broken out across his skin as his eyes darted to the right, the last bit of the sentence he’d mouthed. Paris looked over at the mirror and then back at Hana. His distress finally registered but it only made Paris irritable.

Paris: Seriously? I forgot about the two-way glass. Why should I care who’s on the other side?

Hana's eyes grew pledging. Paris stared at the window as she took a drag of her cigarette, that all too familiar grin on her face.

Paris: Fine I'll play along, but I want to speak to my father Detective, tonight. What do you want to know?

Det. Hana: Start with how you know the Gratz.

Paris: I worked with Kason at Bay Robotics. Mars was just an annoyance I inherited when I got the job and the guy.

Det. Hana: Mars?

Paris: Mercury. Mars. Whatever! Who the hell names their kid after a space rock. Her parents must be hippies or something.

He ignored her rant trying to stay on topic.

Det. Hana: When did you "Get the guy" as you put it?

Paris: Our attraction was instant, but I kept my distance for a while cause I knew he was married. Once we went to Newcrest alone I couldn't resist anymore and he let me know it didn't matter that he was married because he wanted out anyway.

Det. Hana: Were you and Mr.Gratz..intimate on this trip?

Paris: oh Kane, wouldn't you like to know. Let's just say we got to know each other better.

She whispered to ensure anyone outside the room wouldn't hear her. A light blush spread across Hana's cheeks.

Det. Hana: Was that when the two of you became an official couple?

Paris: Yes and no. We were official, but we weren't public. He hadn't left his wife yet, obviously. But we were official in all the ways that counted Detective.

Detective Hana balled his hands into tight fist, visibly agitated by her last statement.

Det. Hana: Let's move on. Tell me when you and Mrs. Gratz had your first face-to-face encounter.

Paris: That's easy. The bitch showed up at the airport like a dog in heat. The moment we landed she was waiting outside the gate with her tongue out and her tail wagging.

Det. Hana: Did you exchange any words at that time?

Paris: Sure, but nothing I can remember now.

Hana nodded.

Det. Hana: Did you and Mr.Gratz maybe discuss when he was going to leave his wife? Didn't you wonder what was going to happen with his children? I can't imagine you raising anyone.

He scoffed.

Paris: What did you say?

Hana realized he'd allowed that last comment to slip out and scrambled to cover it up.

Det Hana: I just meant that you seem young to suddenly become stepmother to 4 small children is all. You would have to give up so much.

Paris's eyes narrowed and her tone was harsh.

Paris: Watch yourself detective. I'm not the only one who has done unspeakable things. I'm sure there are people who couldn't imagine you making detective first-grade. Yet here you are. I'm sure they would interested in how you achieved such a feat.

As the interrogation continued, Lieutenant Gordon received a text from Adler as he heated a frozen pastry from the precincts readily stocked but dubious selection of foods from the fridge. It was late and he'd been chasing ghost all day on another case, but the text had him shoveling the poorly heated pastry down his throat in a rush to get to the interrogation room. The text read:

Alder: Kane's has her in interrogation .Detective Wilks, and Hale are sitting in with me, but you should probably get down here, something doesn't seem right.

When Conrad arrived outside the observation room it was full. Adler stood behind an empty chair, arms folded across his chest with a frown. Conrad surveyed the small group trying to get a feel of their intentions, they all wore expressions ranging from confused to frustrated as they all watched the scene playing out behind the two-way mirror.

Lieu. Gordon: What’s going on in there?

Detective Wilks stood at the back of the room his brown hair was disheveled from raking his hand through it one too many times. Wilks didn’t take his eyes off the glass as he answered, obviously vexed by the circumstances.

Det. Wilks: It would seem, Detective Hana has decided for the entire department that he would be the one doing the Amyot interview. I’d like to know who gave him permission? The Chief made it clear: get her paperwork done and then she'd assign someone to do the interrogation tomorrow.

They all murmured in agreement.

Lieu. Gordon: No one cleared him. Amyot wasn’t supposed to have contact with anyone of us until tomorrow.

Det. Hale: Clearance isn't the only issue here Lieu.

Det. Wilks: Should we stop him, Lieutenant?

Lieutenant Gordon: No. I need to see what happens before we do anything else.

Conrad took a seat in the empty chair in front of Alder, listening intently to the conversation filtering into the speakers that connected the observation room to the interrogation room. Hana hadn’t thought to turn them off, causing Conrad to hesitate with his suspicions. Any level officer would have thought to turn off the microphone, so maybe he wasn’t hiding anything.

Paris: I told him we could let their grandparents adopt them, his or hers. It made no difference to me honestly, but he said that wouldn’t work. He's only entitled to part of her life's earnings, if they didn’t go too we wouldn’t get all the money. The kids have the larger share, thus how they became included in the deal. I'm no brat killer, but he insisted. He might as well have been foaming at the mouth as he talked about it. How could I say no?

Det. Hana: Would you have jumped off a bridge or killed yourself if he had asked Pa- Ms. Amyot?

Paris: Hmm? Maybe I would have. Have you seen him? Blonde hair, green eyes, athletic build without being too muscular and have you heard him speak, uugh it’s like honey over a fresh piece of bread, deep and rich. What about that says to say no.

She shrugged as she took another long drag from her cigarette. Kane fanned his hand through the air trying to clear some of the smoke away.

Det. Hana: Ugh, do you need to smoke that?

Paris: Yes. Next question.

Det. Hana: Why were you the one put up to the task? I mean from what you said, it was his idea. So why didn't he do the dirty work? He had constant access to his wife and the kids. Wouldn't it have been easier for him to kill his own family?

Paris: Let's just say I was better suited for the job. You should know. Besides they always blame the husband first, how could I let him take the blame for it all.

She droned in an antagonizing tone.

Det. Hana: At least in this instant we would have had it right and you...you would have been off the hook. Clear and free to live your life and love whoever you wanted after, but now...

Lieu. Gordon: Am I the only one getting the sense they know each other?

Ofc Adler: That's what I was telling Hale before you showed up. Something is going on between them. Amyot was calling him Kane like they’re old friends.

Det. Hale: I wouldn’t call their interaction friendly, but they are definitely familiar with one another.

She interjected.

Ofc Adler: She also mentioned him speaking to Mr. Gratz at the hospital. She couldn’t have known he was going to interview Gratz, we were assigned the task after she arrived. She never could have known it would be him, there are at least 5 other detectives here.

Lieu.Gordon: Unless he’s working with her somehow. Did anyone see Hana interact with Amyot when she arrived? We need to be absolutely sure. In the meantime, I'm putting an end to this charade before he puts the whole department at risk. Wilks, put Amyot back in holding with the other ladies. I want a transcript of their interview on my desk tomorrow morning, and someone check the camera's, we can't let this interview ruin the investigation so we need to get ahead of this. I'm going to have a word with Hana.

Det. Hana: So after all that what do you get out of the deal? Hmm? The kids are alive and for the moment so is his wife, so there goes the money. He's out there, free and worried about his family not you, while you're here in a bleak grey room wearing an orange jumpsuit. You said you did this all so you and him could be together, yet I don't see him in our precinct demanding you be freed. So was it worth it? Was he everything you hoped for?

Paris finally took a seat. She slowly pulled out another cigarette and slid it between her lips. She struck the match against the book that Hana had given her, engulfing the cigarette end with the small orange flame. She took a pull and blew the smoke in Detective Hana's direction as she ashed the tip onto the floor with no regard. He coughed and swiped his hand threw the air in disgust, trying to clear the smoke once more.

Paris: Detective, have you ever been in love? [Blows smoke] I mean the kind that your body understands before your brain. Where you can't sleep or eat. The thought of living without that person isn't even an option? I guess not considering the lack of a ring on your finger and the fact that you are working late during the holidays. I can assume that means there isn't anyone at home keeping the bed warmed up for you.

She taunted as she donned her usual nefarious smile.

Paris: You see love can make you do things you normally wouldn't. I'm a very passionate woman Detective. When I love, I love hard. Very few men have had and will have the pleasure of being loved by me. You know how that feels don’t you Kane.

Det. Hana: Sounds like you’re borderline obsessed if you ask my opinion. Maybe you made this whole thing up because he didn’t want you after all.

He snapped back. His patience was wearing thin and he was starting to losing his cool the more she mocked him.

Paris: Obsessed! Now that’s priceless coming from you, considering the way you chas-

Det. Hana: Shut your mouth!

He called out through clenched teeth just as the door shut with a heavy thud.

Lieu. Gordon: No Ms. Amyot please finish. I'd like to hear the end of that statement.

Hana: Lieutenant Gordon!

Hana tried to mask his surprise. Before Conrad could ask him a question he started babbling an explanation.

Det. Hana: I was just trying to get a start on the Amyot, Gratz case. Wanna be sure we don't miss anything. Plus the desk clerk said they had some issues with her, I was hoping to straighten them out.

Lieu. Gordon: With who's authorization?

Det. Hana: Well.. I just... No ones, sir. But, I was sent to take Mr. Gratz's statement so I figured I was assigned to be lead on this case.

When Hana and Adler had been sent to speak to Kason at the hospital the chief had simply assigned them to gather his statement and return. Detective Hana had never officially been assigned to the case, but it hadn't stopped him from telling everyone including Kason that he was the lead detective.

Lieu. Gordon: Detective Wilks will be here shortly to escort Ms. Amyot to holding. Meet me upstairs.

Det. Hana: But, I haven't finished the-

Conrad's expression stopped him mid sentence.

Det. Hana: Yes sir. I should let Wilks know she should be put in the empty holding cell at the end.

Conrad's frown deepened to a scowled.

Lieu. Gordon: She is to be put in a shared holding cell with the other ladies. Unless, there’s a reason you’ve separated her from the others?

Det. Hana: N-no sir.

Lieu. Gordon: Good. Then lets go. This interview is over.

Hana hesitated as Conrad held the door and waited for him to exit first. Conrad pulled the door shut behind him without a word to Paris, leaving her to wait for detective Wilks to come and fetch her.

Upstairs in an empty office Conrad laid into Hana.

Lieu.Gordon: Do you have any idea what you've potentially done?! That interview and the sketchy one at the hospital could be the difference between a landslide win and a dog fight in court. How do you know her?

Det. Hana: I don't. I was simply doing my job.

He answered defiantly.

Lieu. Gordon: A job no one assigned to you. You took it upon yourself to interview a suspect you were not asked to. Not to mention your very interesting trip to the hospital, where you were supposed to take a statement, but instead turned a victim into a suspect. Where did you get any of that information from Kane? No one was supposed to speak to Ms. Amyot from the time she was in custody, we were all informed of that. So how could you have her side of the story already?

Detective Hana stared back at Conrad with a look of distain, but said nothing.

Lieu. Gordon: Okay, fine. You're officially off the case. I don't want to see you anywhere near Ms. Amyot, Mr.Gartz, or anything related to their case. Do I make myself clear?

Hana gave a slight head nod in response, but that wasn't the response the Lieutenant was looking for. He wanted to be sure Kane understood.

Lieu. Gordon: Have I made myself clear? I don’t even want you to review evidence for their case.

Det. Hana: Loud and clear. Sir.

Conrad dismissed Kane and stood alone for a moment. He took a deep breath trying to center himself. The last couple of months had been stressful he didn't need the extra headache. That didn't deter him from his next task. He headed back downstairs where Paris had been escorted to the shared holding cell, which was crowded with 4 other women who were down on their luck that evening. He approached the gate stopping about five feet away.

Lieu. Gordon: Ms. Amyot, I have one question for you. How do you know Detective Kane Hana?

Paris: Who says that I do?

Conrad rolled his shoulders to ease some of the built up tension.

Lieu Gordon: Don't insult my intelligence, Ms. Amyot. I just want to know how you know Detective Hana. If you don't want to share I will go.

Paris: Professionally or personally?

She asked with a wicked gleam in her eyes.

Lieu. Gordon: I get the feeling they go hand and hand with you. Both.

Instead of answering, she pivoted in a different direction.

Paris: Maybe I'd like to get to know you Lieutenant, during which time I’d be more than happy to tell you everything I know about Kane Hana. I just need to make a phone call first. I think you can help me with that. Can't you Lieutenant Gordon?

Her tone grew heavy with seduction. Conrad held is ground, unaffected by her attempts at seducing him and unwavering in his position. He both wanted and needed answers to this question and he wouldn't be distracted.

When he didn't respond Paris took that as a no. Her smile dropped and she flipped him the bird. Gone was the seductive eyes and flirty tone she'd been using previously and in its place was the hateful snake she truly was.

Paris: Too bad. Guess you're on your own Lieutenant. I could have showed you a nice time, but apparently you’re another tightly wound officer of the law. So, I’ll save this treat for someone a little more daring. You can leave now.

She winked and her cackle bounced off the open space as Conrad turned his back on her. Paris's voice stalked him down the hall.

Paris: Send Kane back when he's ready to do his job properly, or you could always come back for a visit Lieutenant.

He left the holding area with more questions than answers, but two things became very clear: One, Paris needed to be supervised. She was such a wild card. Two, Hana couldn’t be allowed near Paris and her case or he could jeopardize everything.

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Sidebar: Lieutenant Conrad Gordon is from the amazing @abbysimsfun Sims in Bloom Legacy. . There are links to her story everywhere! But the link here is for the start of her amazing legacy story. Thank you again for allowing Conrad to be the protector of all Brindleton Bay citizens!

The Brindleton Police station build can be found on the gallery with No CC. It was created by ssweet_simmingg. Its listed as a residential lot.

[geminipixels]

Even when turning 18, you'll still be your mother's baby🤎.

[thecelestiallegacies]

[ruins-of-tragedy]

Started season two of RWBY. Episodes one to three are done and... dusted. (Way too proud of that pun)

Season 02, Episode 01: Best Day Ever

- Re-opening of the shop From Dust till Dawn... Is this going to be like the cabbage guy joke of ATLA?

- This lady! One of the bad peeps. Did she steal from the shopkeeper? Her friend is called Mercury?! The names in this show. Ugh. So good.

- The bad girl has a diamond symbol. Huh. Emerald. Master thief. Who is she supposed to be inspired by? Robin Hood?

- Can't figure out Mercury's inspiration. Could it be Hermes' Roman counterpart? The only other Mercury I can think of is available in thermometers...

- Tukson. Book store man claiming to sell every book under the sun. He should open up a branch near me... Faunus and now Wolverine. Got beat. Oooof.

- Blake's notebook is filled with such wonderful art! Cute!

- It's already a new semester? Oh my Gods. Blake is revising and Yang is being a doofus... Their love was fated. Of course they catch feelings. 🤩😂

- Nora's catapulting food while Yang catches it with her mouth. I need to try this.

- For a second I was actually so confused about Ruby making a binder that big. Then I saw the cover and realised it's Weiss' doing. All is right with the world now.

- "Sisters. Friends. Weiss." 😂👏🏻

- Wait. Ruby says sisters... 🤨. They were already setting up Bumbleby huh? ✨❤️‍🔥

- Ruby had a dream. Weiss wants to know if she stole her binder. Yang is still catching food, and doing a great job at it!

- She didn't just crack a dad joke... She cracked a Yang joke. 🫶🏻. I support this!!! That apple throw was unnecessary. People cannot get true art nowadays.

- Yes, Yang! Get them. Throw an apple back!

- Weiss wanted to make a point. She stood up. And was promptly hit by a pie missile. Nora might not make it to the end of the day...

- Sun is into Blake. He be talking all about it with his blue haired bud who has nice hair. And someone called Scarlet with whom he must share everyone's secrets. Cute!

- Did they actually highlight Sun's muscles and abs with black marker this time? To make sure they were apparent? 😆

- Food fight is occurring in the cafeteria... Truly the coolest people, these folks. I agree Sun.

- Jaune just hit the window right now. Is he also considered food?

- Sun and his friend have entered the food fight arena. Everyone else from Beacon who isn't Team JNPR and Team RWBY has left the premises. Nora is queen of the castle! 🎶

- Team JNPR wants to substitute Team RWBY'S heads with watermelons... Yang has new gauntlets. Or turkeys, I guess. Jaune is their casualty. Pyrrha and Blake are having a showdown with bread. The crust is crusty. Blake and Yang get hit!

- Ruby is trayboarding now. Pyrrha is down. Weiss weilds a stream of ketchup! Ren slides on it and tastes the floor. Nora turns a rod and a watermelon into her makeshift hammer. Ruby falls. Weiss is now using that fish with a pointed something as her weapon of choice... She hits a pillar and it's crumbling! Ruby gets her out of the way. Weiss may have died for this battle. Team leader is mourning the loss. Pillar also says bye-bye.

- Yang must avenge her teammate. Turkeys are back on! Ren is relying on pieces of celery! Ren down, Nora on the go. We lose a watermelon to Yang, and Yang to the ceiling.

- Blake does backflips and swings sausages at Nora. Fizzy drinks are grenades. Pyrrha uses her 'pole' powers to send Blake flying. Ruby is turning the tide! Literally, with her speed.

- The tapestry of food looks so pretty!!! Reminds me of Spider-Man, the Miles Morales movies. I think he would like it.

- This episode was high on crack that was treated seriously. You want to know how I realised? No one ate any of the good food being flung around! Not one person.

- Sun loves these guys because he isn't drenched in food ammunition. His friend can't claim a similar fate.

- Who will pay for the repairs of the cafe?

- Madam Glynda is on the scene. Ahhh. That answers my last question. No money needed. They have magic. I forget that sometimes.

- "Do not play with your food." And Nora burps. Yang falls from the sky soon after.

- Call Professor Ozpin Elsa 'cause he be like, "Let it go."

- 'Playing' the parts of children... Is there anything more tragic.

- White Fang and the bad henchpeople. They killed Wolverine? Fuck.

- Listen. Cinder is a bombshell. (Pun intended?) I would have no problem obeying her orders. My brain isn't going to be working around her anyway.

- Torchwick is such a drama queen. Much appreciated... Is it bad that I want to be Roman just so Cinder would hold my face as well?

- LoLL! Emerald stole his lighter. Wait. Is she Aladdin?!

- Even though most of my brain was "Blah blah, proper name proper place"-ing throughout the exchange Cinder was a part of, I did notice one bit. They are moving to phase two of the plan. And just generally moving as well. Huh.

- New ending song! Oh my Gods. In the first season, when they would show Team JNPR, Pyrrha would be the one giving a physical token of support to Jaune. And now it's Jaune doing it for Pyrrha... 🥺💖

- I really like how the sketches are turning into animations in here. Nice touch.

- Sun's team looks good! We also see Velvet's team! Flashing by Penny being surrounded by men in white. And then there's Professor Ozpin and his colleagues.

- Bad folks' turn.

- OOOOOOooooooooh! Everyone's fighting. This music makes me want to join them!!!

- Holy hell. That animation at the end with members of RWBY transitioning into one another... Chef's kiss!!!!

Season 02, Episode 02: Welcome to Beacon!

- Last episode's ending is the new opening! Team RWBY is standing in order, in one frame. And their VA's are listed diagonally. Ugh. So GOOOOOOOOD!!!

- The animation has improved a lot already. The sky in this episode... Amazing!

- Ironwood is a headmaster and a general. Glynda don't care much for him. I like his style. Who is he inspired from? I have no ideas for this guy.

- Ozpin has extremely powerful friends. Diplomatic relations with them too. The Qrow of it all. When will I get to meet him?

- Ironwood. You forker. Am sure the children here will actually help. You currently aren't right now.

- "I hope they never have to." UGHHHHHHHHH. Ozpin's really hitting me in the feels. He is right though. Children shouldn't have to win wars. Or need to be trained to do so.

- Is Team RWBY playing their world's version of Monopoly? In the library?!

- The sister showdown... Yang won this time!

- Team JNPR is here as well. Nora is asleep on a book and dreaming about food. Ren is reading said book. Or trying to I guess. Jaune was looking at comics. Pyrrha gives him something more substantial while she takes them away and reads said comics. 😂

- Ruby is a sore loser. Weiss doesn't know what's happening, but then she is perhaps three moves away from taking over Remnant. She has begun monologuing. However, Yang brings her forces down. Blake is out of it all.

- Much friendly banter. Team JNPR knows of Blake's Faunus status because of Weiss.

- Sun and his blue haired friend is here. Weiss is actually confused as to why people call her Ice Queen. 😆

- Ren wants peace. But no one around him will give him that.

- Ahhh. Blue haired guy is Neptune. His allusion could be the Roman version of Poseidon. Nothing else really rings a bell for me. And he is putting the moves on Weiss... Jaune cannot believe Neptune gets to use the nickname 'Snow Angel' without repercussions. Truly unfair.

- Awww. Blake is troubled over the Faunus of it all.

- She didn't even need to train at schools to be Beacon ready. Passed the entrance exams that takes people years to train for. Fucking hell. Survival truly is the best teacher. Blake is so badass.

- "I want people to see me for who I am... Not what I am." 🥺

- Oh shikes. Professor Ozpin knows something. At least he is giving Blake the opportunity to tell him herself.

- Neptune won the board game. Yang is bitter about it. Relatable.

- Weiss knows something is up with Blake... Good Gods. She has become more dramatic. I love it!

- A callback to the events of Team RWBY'S trailers!

- Blake wants to do something about everything that's happening. Her friends are going to try and find out. Together. 🤧💖🥺

- These children really will change the world. I just hope the world doesn't change them on the way.

- "None of you said aye." Awww, Ruby. Aye!

- Mercury, Emerald and Cinder are at Beacon?! Ending on Cinder's sinister smirk... 🤩

- The music slaps so hard!!!

- Awwwwwwwww! They featured fanart! 💖

Season 02, Episode 03: A Minor Hiccup

- Silver eyes blinking as Ruby walks to Beacon... Hmmm.

- Peter Port's class. Jaune is trying to ask Weiss out? Spruce Willis?! 😂

- Weiss heard Jaune and answered all of his questions accordingly! Poor Jaune though. No date. Consolation pats from Yang. Sweet of her!

- Wardrobe change for Team RWBY! They look good!!! And they have a plan.

- Sun and Neptune are here now... What is it with Sun and Co being able to wink while in motion? I can't even do it when I am stationary most times.

- Weiss wants to go with Neptune. Ruby doesn't get that cue. 😂

- Ruby likes a tower. Atlas developed means of communication for the four kingdoms. Ruby's scroll falls on someone.

- Penny is here! And pretending not to know them. Of course Ruby wants to get to the bottom of this. Weiss has to go alone now.

- She is preparing herself by practicing smiles? Oooooof.

- Holy shikes. Weiss' family must be something else for her to not engage in conversation at all. Not even with her sister. Who is actually named Winter. Really on theme, LoLL! Weiss got what she came for at least.

- Weapons demonstration. Android warriors. Power Ranger Megazord that needs a human to drive it around. Return of fangirl Ruby!

- Penny doesn't want to be here. Two guards spot her and give chase. Ruby runs after Penny to help.

- Loads of leg workout. Ruby does the Naruto ninja run on a wall! 😂

- She helps Penny escape. Penny saves Ruby from being overrun by the From Dust till Dawn truck. And of course the driver is that same shopkeeper... I now want a fanfic from the point of view of this man.

- "I am not a real girl." Penny's definitely Pinocchio.

- This ending theme song was so beautiful yet so sad.

- Another fanart! 💖

(You spoil me, I turn into your life's scriptwriter and spoil it for you. Yes, I have a flair for the dramatic. Ciao!)

[gasstationclown]

whaaattttt loa posting for the first time in like... months? hi!!

misc ouaw sketches (ft metal singer gricko?? or something??)

ORPHEUS i havent finished prime yet but after months and months orpheus lives in my head growing like a mold. my personal design for him

and finally, i got tired of not being able to draw frost... so i practiced drawing actual tigers. ft my bad attempts before deciding it was good enough (im getting there)