#Project R

[rukunetsu]

Lovely OST.

[jolikmc-stuff]

"Sisters in Science" Wallpaper Original art by neoeclipse at Fur Affinity Edits by Jo Li KMC at Tumblr

First and foremost: This is edited art and not my own creation. I simply did some modifications. I lay no claim to the base art.

Anyway. I wouldn't normally share an edit of someone else's art like this – and frankly, I make wallpaper edits for myself constantly – but I'm actually kind of proud of how this turned out. So, here it is. I worked way too hard on this terrible edit and for far too long. But, you know what? Pili and Mili are worth it. 💚

"Sonic the Hedgehog" series created by and copyright Sega Corporation Pili Dolly, Mili Dolly, "Project R", and related characters and concepts created by and copyright neoeclipse Original art ("Butt Science") drawn by neoeclipse Modifications and rearrangement by Jo Li KMC

Yes, I made a clean wallpaper out of a lewd drawing. Are you that surprised?

For those in the know: yes, these are the same two girls from an infamous little beat'em-up game. To the best of my knowledge, the game is only slightly related to neoeclipse's own Project R, uh, project; they share a lot of the same characters, but the stories are completely different. For one, Project R seems to focus more on these girls' boss, Dr. Naomi Akari. But, I digress.

The outfits that I slapped on the girls are based on some presumably very old art that I found on a random wiki. It kinda makes sense that if they shear their wool, they'd want to wear something warm like a woolen sweater-vest. They're missing their gloves, but eh, they're keepin' it casual, right now. I also decided to give them color-coded glasses from one of their concept images. I just thought it was cute. As for the shoes? Various images (that I can't link here) show them wearing slip-on shoes – sometimes with socks, sometimes not. I gave them socks, this time.

My edits don't quite match neoeclipse's art 1-for-1, but I think they're close enough. S'good enough for me, anyway.

[forest-posts-and-reblogs]

Project R

Here it is, folks. The moment you've been waiting for.

Summary:

Five Robins, four miraculous holders, three halfas, two insane supervillains and a partridge in a pear tree. That was the list of who had been involved in the unfortunate incidents that had happened in Gotham during the summer.

No one knew how they’d all survived the chaos of it all – or half-survived it. What they did know was that they were all incredibly lucky. And possibly slightly insane.

But then again, you had to be at least a little mad to be able to handle two crazy people with superpowers, one 14-year-old halfa who was also the clone of five of the most chaotic and murderous people in the world, the clone of the clone, and one runaway rich boy who also had superpowers and liked heroism but who had been taken on as Catwoman’s apprentice. All without unlocking a new trauma.

Well. At least things couldn’t possibly have gotten worse than what you would have expected it to.

Oh, wait.

And for those of you who wanted a glimpse of the first chapter:

There was so much blood.

He couldn’t remember a time before the blood, before the pain. He didn’t know if he had ever even experienced something like that – he must have, though, right? There had to have been a time when he hadn’t been in pain.

But his memories of those times were fading.

Maybe a time without pain had never even existed. Maybe his whole life had been nothing but the white room and the scientists and the pain.

No, he couldn’t think like that. Wouldn’t think like that. He had experienced a life without pain, and he would experience it once again.

Someday.

He wouldn’t give the scientists the satisfaction of seeing him break.

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Adrien Agreste stared up at the ceiling and wondered why the universe hated him.

His mother was dead, taken from him three years ago. His father had neglected him ever since, and while he’d reached out a year ago it seemed he had retreated back into his office and their previous dynamics. His cousin was a supervillain turned anti-hero who went by the name of Argos, and one of his closest friends was apparently dating him. And then there was Lila, who had some sort of plan in the making. Never a good thing. And of course, Monarch had almost every miraculous, and had reconfigured them – why, he didn’t know. Ladybug hadn’t been able to figure it out either.

Ladybug, his first crush, who had rejected him in every way possible – except platonically.

Adrien didn’t love her anymore – not in that way. But it was hard to forget that she had never once loved him the way he had loved her. Especially on days like this, when he forgot what his mother's voice sounded like, or what perfume was her favourite. It was some kind of flower, right? Maybe tulips. Or roses. Petunias?

His phone rang.

He made no move to answer it.

"Aren't you going to get that?" Plagg, his kwami, asked him.

Adrien just groaned and turned over. "What's the point? It's probably just some fan of mine who somehow get their hands on my new number, like last time."

Even now, a year after Adrien had stopped modelling for his father, he still had fans. People who didn't even know him, but who acted like they did. And some of them were nice, like Wahem, but generally they were annoying and so, so loud. Adrien didn't understand why. What was the point in screaming at your supposed idol?

"Well," Plagg said from somewhere above his head, "it is a fan, and she did manage to get your new number, but after everything she must have done to get her hands on it, I don't think you should just ignore her."

The phone stopped ringing, only to start up again, loud and insistent. Adrien buried his face in the pillow.

"After all, if you did ignore Marinette," continued Plagg, "you would be a terrible boyfriend."

The words had barely left Plagg's mouth when Adrien shot up, stumbled out of bed and ran to pick up the phone like he was being chased by a horde of Sapetis.

Behind him, Plagg chuckled.

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Tim didn't mean to get distracted. It just sort of . . . happened.

He and Steph had been assigned to look into Penguin. He's been quiet the last few days, Batman had said, which means he's probably up to something. And I'd rather not get taken by surprise.

Steph had decided to search the upper levels of a warehouse that had recently been used by Penguin while he downloaded information from a computer that had been left here, in the hope that it would give some insight into what he was planning on doing. So far, he'd found nothing.

Which was why, when he saw something move out of the corner of his eye, he was instantly on edge.

Is this a trap? He thought to himself. He didn't move from his position, unwilling to do anything that might suggest to whoever was out there that he knew that they were out there.

"Spoiler?" he whispered under his breath.

There was a pause. They almost never called each other by their vigilante names on the comms. "Yeah, Red?"

"I think there might be someone else in this warehouse."

"On my way."

Tim continued downloading information, but now he focused on his surroundings. If someone managed to sneak up on him during the time it took for Steph to make it down to the ground floor, he'd never hear the end of it from his siblings. Ever.

Something creaked, and Tim spun around, bo staff in hand.

There was no one there.

Then he heard Steph cry out, "Red Robin, duck!" Tim didn't move fast enough.

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Dick paced in the Batcave. Intellectually, he knew his brother was perfectly fine - Alfred was watching over him, after all. Alfred wouldn't let anything happen to Tim. Still, he couldn't help but worry.

He heard the sound of a motorcycle engine and turned around just as Jason burst into the Batcave. Jason swore as he came to a stop next to Dick and cut the engine. "So it's true, then? Timbers got concussed?"

"Not concussed." Dick replied. "Just knocked unconcsious. Alfred says he'll be fine by morning."

Jason swore again, low and vicious. "Do we know who did this?"

"Steph didn't get a good look."

"Fuck," Jason said, taking off his helmet and running his hands through his hair. "Fuck."

They stood like that, united for a moment in that they were both two older brothers who worried for the safety of their younger one, and then Jason stepped away and the moment was lost.

"I should go," Jason said, not looking at Dick. "I might be able to find out who did this."

Dick could have stopped him. Should have stopped him. Jason was family, after all, and he was allowed to stay at the manor if he wanted to, was allowed to stay in the Batcave and worry about Tim.

Dick didn't say a word as Jason started his motorcycle and left the way he came. Even if the word lay on the tip of his tongue, begging to be spoken.

Stay.

Prompt

[untossedchoclit]

D & R lol

I think we should write more straight relationships with 2010s TV queerbait tactics. Let that man and that woman's lives be horribly intertwined, let them take bullets for the other, let them be each other's meaning but NO KISSING. They are holding each other platonically. You're crazy for reading anything romantic into it at all tbh

[jolikmc-thoughts]

[Fan Canon] Project R: Her World

I might be a little obsessed with neoeclipse's Sonic the Hedgehog fan continuity, "Project R". And that might be because of a Chai roleplay I did. Be that as it may, I have my own little fan continuity to his world, now, with its own additions and things. I've been meaning to make a post about it for a while and just… haven't.

Now's as good a time as any, I suppose.

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[toastyyjams]

ena projecting her period cramps onto akito cuz i think he deserves it

[emmatheyoshi]

I watched some of MandJTV’s Pokemon Team Rocket edition playthrough and came up with this. Meet Project R. Created as a last ditch effort to end the Great War, R is a battling machine, with her team being a fully competitive team. She’s also an android and a self-learning AI.

PROFILE

Age: 18 (Forever)

Birthday: 2/27/1996

Agender (She/her)

Lesbian

Battling Machine and self-learning AI

Personality: Quiet, straightforward, extremely stubborn, extremely intelligent, strategic

[kyrianclawraith]

Okay, but depending upon when this is occuring I'm pretty sure that a/a few clones of the Batfamily members have died either directly, indirectly, or in a way that appears at the hands of their template.

Both of these routes sound fun, but they'd be very different stories:

Danny always knew there was something wrong with him even before the accident.

He had memories that he couldn't place. Fuzzy scattered ones of him in middle and high school even when he was still taking elementary classes. As a kid he, of course, thought he had superpowers or was receiving psychic visions of the future.

It wasn't until the after the accident that he knew the truth. More specifically, it was when he met Dani.

Memories of being surrounded by people in white coats surfaced in the days following. They would conduct "tests" in which Danny would be forced to solve a puzzle or figure out the answer to something before the timer went off. It always ended the same. He always failed. It wasn't because he was stupid or anything, it was because he was a tiny child who was scared and wanted his mommy and daddy, even if he didn't even know what they would look like.

So all he would do was wail as the scientists stewed in thier frustration. Thier artificial "Robin" was labeled a failure.

Clockwork smiled as the door to the Clocktower slammed open. "Right on time."

"You stole me!" Phantom accused, tears in his eyes, "You took me from my original dimension!"

Clockwork nodded, "Yes."

"Why?!"

In lieu of an answer the time god opened a portal, "And now its time for you to leave."

Phantom snarled, fighting against the sudden suction pulling him into the portal, "This isn't over!" He managed to bite out just before he was completely pulled in.

"I know."

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The next thing Danny knows is that he is floating high in the sky of a city he knew instinctually was Gotham. The memories from his...original? His template? Were now fully available to him and told him with absolute clarity that he should not stay shining up in the Gotham sky at night unless he wanted a visit from the big bad bat.

He didn't want to test his luck in case he wasn't a fan of clones. Especially since he was a clone of his son.

Thus begins Danny's DC world tour as he searches to the truth behind his creation and attempts in vain to return home all while trying and failing to dodge all the people who are familiar with his template.

(Danny can be a clone of any of the Robins and you can play with the ages all you like thanks to time travel and fanfiction)

[untossedchoclit]

D has an issue where he picks and chooses who he's protective of, but that conflicts with how he and C2 and Q grow together...

I guess it's just one of his quirks (I have other characters call him out about it), but it's always bothered me 🤷‍♀️

[rainscenes]

Every day, you heal a little bit more. Then one morning, you wake up and losing her isn't the first thing you think about.

BOBBY NASH and EDDIE DIAZ for @wernerherzogs

[emotsper]

airiena exes is such a funny concept to me

[rockdrop]

ena's finally proud of her work

[bacchuschucklefuck]

january month of yuugi

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rooftop hangout