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UNDER YOUR TOUCH

Summary; After her difficult breakup, Tiana wanted to start anew with her life. That's when she realized her life would be better when she met him.

This fanfic is 18+! NO MINORS ALLOWED

word count: 4306

Smut warning; it’ll come in the story randomly so PLEASE PLEASE look out for it I’m not really good at writing ✍🏽 smuts but I’m improving at the moment.

Jey Uso X Tiana

AWFUL GRAMMAR IM GETTING BETTER I SWEAR LOL.

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But I’ll be writing along the way since this story is in my drafts on Wattpad right now so yuh 💁🏽‍♀️

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15.

TIANA I was at work doing my clients' nails, focusing on putting the gems on their nails. I smiled at my work, knowing how good I was at it. While I was doing that, I saw that my phone pinged. Jey had texted me, but he had to wait for a little bit because I was focusing on their nails.

ZaddyJey🤍 sent 2+ messages ZaddyJey🤍: mamas Trin and em want to hangout at the beach today. ZaddyJey🤍: you down?

After finishing up my clients' nails, I took a picture of them smiling in satisfaction, knowing that I'd get them right every single time. Before they left, they sent me the money on Current while also giving me a good tip.

Mamas🩷: sorry I didn't respond quickly had to finish up a client. ZaddyJey🤍: it's all good mama but are you down to go? Mamas🩷: of course, I miss my girls anyways ZaddyJey🤍: a'ight then mama I'll come pick you up. Mamas🩷: okay papi I love you. 🫶🏼 ZaddyJey🤍: I love you too ma.

I loved Jey so much. He was like my safe place, somewhere I could be comfortable. He just knew all the right things to say.

He was so perfect for me.

✧.* I finally made it home after a long day at work today. I turned off the ignition in my car as I grabbed my purse and keys. I walked up to unlock the door, went inside the house, closed it behind me while I held onto the wall, and took off my shoes in the process.

I went upstairs to my bedroom to change into my swimsuit while I waited for Jey to come pick me up. Meanwhile, I was scrolling through my social media feed, liking everyone's story or post.

Noticing that Kehlani and Malakai were posted up yet again with each other saying how much they "loved" each other, which I call total bull shit when they're just trying to get underneath me and Jey's skin, but it ain't working.

'He's so delusional and so is she.'

I remember all those times when he would just beat me and belittle me. He is probably going to be doing the same thing to her, just like how he did me.

I heard loud music playing, knowing that it was Jey because he always be playing that loud ass music to be heard. I made sure I grabbed my purse along with my keys before heading downstairs to see my man.

Opening the door, I was greeted by this fine specimen standing there looking all good, with his silver chain on and his piercings on both of his ears. God, he never fails to look good.

I hugged him, standing on my tippy toes to kiss him as he scooped me up by my thighs, placed me on his car, and got between my legs.

"You so gorgeous baby." Jey said as he squeezed my thick ass.

I was touching all over his body while he gazed down at me, causing me to look up into his eyes innocently.

"Thank you papi, you look good yourself." I replied.

"Are you ready to go? They're waiting on us, " he asked. I nodded as he put me down on the ground, and we both went inside his car.

He pulled out of the driveway and began driving away towards the beach. He gave me the aux cord so that I could play my music in his car, which I loved because he and I could vibe out together.

ᴺᴼᵂᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Matt Champion Fangs

He and I were vibing out to the song while his hand was on my thigh, focusing on the road as I pulled a pre-roll blunt out of my purse and lit it up.

I gave it a few puffs before giving it to Jey, letting him hit the blunt. Then, I sat back in my seat, listening to the song.

"I wanna count the freckles on your face" "Rearrange 'em, put 'em in the same place" I'm obsessed, I'm obsessed, I'm obsessed

I turned my head, admiring Jey's features. He was so handsome and so fine. How lucky am I to have him in my life right now?

If I hadn't met him, I probably would've been dealing with Malakai, honestly, like I'm so smitten with him. He passed me back the blunt as I continued to take a few more puffs out of it.

Little fangs, oh, little fangs, oh Little fangs, little fangs Little fangs, little fangs, little fangs Don't you take her fangs Little fangs, little fangs

I felt him squeeze my thigh with his hand while staring at me, looking into my features just like I was doing. We stopped at a red light as he leaned in closer to me, placing his lips on mine and grabbing my throat in the process.

We had a mini make-out session before the light could turn green. He couldn't keep his hands to himself.

Now move it left right left Gone take it back a couple steps Hands on your hips all night Hold my hand til it feels right Beat that left right left

I felt his hand snake underneath my pussy, rubbing it as I twitch a bit from his touch, feeling him smirk. I began going inside his trunks, stroking him up and down since he wanted to play.

He pulled away from the kiss as he saw that the light had turned green and began driving while I kept stroking him.

Gone take it back couple steps Hands on your hips all night Hold my hand till it feels right

SMUT WARNING He pulled down his trunks, giving me more access to him as I moved my hair to the side, placing my lips on his sensitive tip, hearing a moan escape his lips.

I was bobbing my head up and down on his dick, along with me stroking it, seeing him losing focus on the road for a bit.

I gazed up at him, seeing him gazing down at me, then back up at the road. I smiled at him as I continued to go down on him.

"S-shit mama..." Jey moaned as he rubbed against his beard with his available hand.

I swirled my tongue on his sensitive tip, tasting his pre-cum on my tongue as my drool was coming down my hand to his dick, covering it up.

I removed my lips from his dick as I stroked his dick up and down while gazing up at him smiling.

He found it, assuming that I was smiling at him like this.

"You like this papi? Me stroking you up and down?" I cooed at him.

Yeah, I picture you suckin' it on the sofa Eyes rolled back, somethin' like a coma Pick you up, ride around to my favorite albums Hit me up, cut me off, who be next?

"Fuck yes, mama...looking fine as hell." He managed to rasp.

I placed my mouth onto his pretty tip again as he threw his head back, moaning and groaning, trying to focus on the road.

My face felt flushed as I felt his dick twitching inside of my mouth, seeing him clenching his thighs tightly.

As I was deep-throating his dick, I felt tears coming down my face while his tip hit the back of my throat, causing me to gag on him.

"Keep goin', Mama, make me nut...fuck." I saw him gripping the wheel tightly.

When we text, freeze frame Grab your hand, freeze frame Tell me how you feel (tell me how you feel) Never feel real (never feel real)

His moans were heard all over the car as I continued to suck his tip, trying the manage the burning sensation that I was feeling in my jaw.

How was I supposed to know Ow-oh, that you only wanted me tonight?

After a while, he let out a loud groan while cumming all inside of my mouth as I pulled out, hearing that pop coming from my mouth.

SMUT OVER

I wiped the corner of my mouth, seeing his tatted chest heaving up and down as he looked at me, and I smiled at him.

"Damn, girl, yo' ass finna make me crash the damn car sucking me up like that." He said.

I chuckled at him while pulling up the camera on my phone to make sure I looked good so the girls wouldn't suspect anything.

Little fangs, oh, little fangs, oh Little fangs, little fangs Little fangs, little fangs, little fangs Don't you take her fangs Little fangs, little fangs

✧.* We finally made it to the beach; as we got out of the car, we saw the girls and guys lying down on their towels, enjoying the vitamin D.

They saw Jey and me coming towards them, and Trinity and Bianca approached me, hugging me while the guys were dabbing it up.

"Girl, why is yo' face so flushed?" Bianca asked as I got quiet as she knew hitting me in my arm.

I winched in pain while doing the same thing to her. "Ouch! The fuck B." She rolled her eyes at me while putting her hands on her hips.

"Girl, don't do that, yall is nasty, bro." She said.

"What happened?" Trinity asked.

"This girl gave her man head before they got here." Trinity covered her ears, not wanting to hear it knowing damn well she was doing that with Jonathan's ass.

We laughed with each other as we admired the guys playing and fighting with each other while we walked toward the fine specimens.

They saw us walking towards them as Jey walked up towards me, putting me in a position of a fucking Samoan drop as he ran us towards the water. Trying to fight him off of me, knowing that he was stronger than me as the Samoan dropped me into the water.

I came up from the water, seeing Jey laughing at me as I ran towards him, pushing him back into the waving waters.

"Oh my gosh, Josh, you're so childish!" I shouted as he continued to laugh at me.

Now move it left right left Gone take it back a couple steps Hands on your hips all night Hold my hand til it feels right Beat that left right left

He threw his hands up in defense, acting all innocent like he didn't just drop my ass in the damn ocean water.

I ran over to him, choking him from behind and climbing on his back like I'm such a type of monkey while he spun me around, causing me to scream, telling me to stop.

Gone take it back couple steps Hands on your hips all night Hold my hand till it feels right

He stopped spinning me around and held onto him tightly, feeling dizzy as he gazed up at me, chuckling.

"You done attempting to choke me out?" Jey asked as I nodded my head as he carried us back to Trinity and em.

Put yo hands up if ya ever been in love I know I hate it, I hate it as much as you, oh, oh Baby put your hands up if ya ever, if ya ever If ya ever been in, in love

I got off of him while sitting down on the towel, wrapping myself in the available towel, feeling cold already. Bianca and Trin came to sit next to me, seeing me wrapped up in a towel.

"Girl I know you ain't cold right now." Bianca questioned me.

"Yes, I am like very cold B." I said.

"Anyways, when are you and Jey gonna get married, girl?" She asked.

Everyone has been asking us the same question: When are we going to get married? Like I said before, I don't want to rush into marriage yet, and I know Jey doesn't want to rush into that either.

Again, I am very confident that Jey will be my husband and that I will have his babies.

"Guysss, I told yall ion wanna rush into that and Jey doesn't either." I said.

"Are you scared T?" Trinity asked.

I shook my head. "No, I just want it to be a disaster, and then we get divorced afterward. Ion wants that. I am confident enough to say I'll be his wife soon." They both nodded their heads as we watched the fine specimen playing around.

While we were watching them, I saw a familiar face, two familiar faces walking down the beach, holding hands. When I could make out the faces, I just knew that it was that bitch Malakai and Kehlani holding hands.

I scoffed as I tapped on Bianca pointing at them. "What the fuck?" Trinity started to catch on as her face scrunched up, seeing Kai and Kehlani.

"The fuck are they doing here?" Trinity said as she saw the couple.

"I don't know but I hope they don't start up no shit." I said as I folded my arms.

They made eye contact with us, smirking, and I rolled my eyes when I saw them coming up to us.

We all stood us as we folded our arms at them.

"Look who we have here, baby; it's Tiana and her little dogs." Kehlani said.

Our faces scrunched up while looking at each other and then back at them.

"Dogs? Girl, bye, don't fucking play with me." I said.

"Whatever I know, you're very devastated that I am with your ex now." I laughed at her loudly while placing my hands on my hips.

I could sense that her energy was off after I realized that Malakai was holding her back. They really had the nerve to show up here, trying to start something.

"For your information I am honestly happy with Jey I'm glad I can make him happy unlike someone." That's what set her off. She tried to come at me, but he managed to hold her back.

We saw the guys coming back, trying to see what was happening right now.

"Do we have a problem here?" Jey spoke in a husky tone, startling Malakai and Kehlani.

They both turned around and saw him standing there behind them, with Jey folding his arms above his chest.

He came over to me, wrapped his hand around my waist, and kissed me on the cheek. I could see that Kai felt triggered in some way.

"If there aren't any problems, y'all can leave." He said.

"You know what fuck you, Jey. I can't believe that you're with this bitch!" Kehlani yelled.

"Watch yo' mouth, Lani." I walked up in her face, giving her a push.

She tumbled a bit before getting in my face. But I stood my ground, not being scared of when she knew that I'll fuck her up.

Jey held me back as I went behind him, hearing her scoffing. "Yeah, go behind him you won't do shit." And that set me off as I pushed her harshly on the ground, getting on top of her and beating her head in.

I got really tired of her shit while I was bashing her head onto the ground, slapping her across the face. Meanwhile, Jey scooped me up by my waist while Malakai came to her aid.

"Mama, she isn't worth it. I told you not to waste your energy on her, okay?" Jey reassured me as I nodded my head.

"Tiana bro, what the fuck yo—I don't fucking care, Kai! I really don't, and you're going against your restraining order by messing with me. Leave me alone! Let me be happy for once, Kai! For once!" I cut him off before he could say anything.

"Nah, you had your stupid ass friends take you away from me all because I'd "abused you," Malakai said, throwing quotes, trying to gaslight me.

JEY I could see Tiana's energy shift, knowing that something like this was triggering her right now. Hearing them two going back and forth.

"No! Don't try to gaslight me nigga. You abused me and almost put me in the hospital! And my so-called "stupid." ass friends helped me get away from you to start somewhere fresh!" Tiana continued as I've seen tears coming down her cheeks.

I came up towards her, wrapping my arms around her waist, trying to calm her down.

"All those times, all of those haunting memories of you beating me, cheating on me. Making my life a living hell, wondering if someone would love somebody like me."

"and then your stupid ass parents are more delusional about it than you're, and it's sickening to my stomach, so please—-leave me the fuck alone."

It was silent as we all heard her muffled cries, and it just broke my heart to see her like this while dealing with this.

"Wow, I can't believe that you're playing the victim here after all I did for you." He said, scoffing when she heard that she was out of my grip, slapping him across the face hard.

Malakai held his face while looking at Tiana like she was crazy. Before he could do anything to her, I stepped up, pulled her behind me, and gazed up at the ol' boy.

"Yo' ass might wanna rethink your choices fuck boy." I said in a husky tone.

"Man fuck you, Jey? Is that what they call you?—yeah fuck you, she'll come to her senses."

"Nah, she's good where's at with me, unlike yo' ass having sloppy seconds over there." I pointed directly at Kehlani as she looked offended by my statement.

Bianca held Tiana's hand, pulling her away so they could comfort her while I defended her. I was so tired of his ass showing up and trying to degrade Tiana like she wasn't a human with feelings.

'Imma defend her every chance I get.'

"Uce c'mon he ain't worth it. I promise you he ain't." Jimmy said as I looked over at Jon and then at Tiana, who was with Bianca and Trin.

I rubbed against my beard, chuckling darkly, "Nah uce you right, his ain't worth it c'mon let's go before I crash the fuck out." Grabbing everything that we had brought from the car.

✧.* We finally made it to Tiana's crib, seeing Bianca and Montez's car parked in the driveway. As we got out of the car together, I could tell that Tiana's energy was off.

She unlocks the door and goes inside the house as I close it behind us. I see her bending over and taking off her shoes before heading upstairs.

I followed her towards her bedroom, seeing her take off her clothes in front of me, knowing how am I with her doing that, especially right in front of me.

Seeing her pick out some fresh clothing to sleep in, I went behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist before scooping her up. Making her straddled on my lap naked.

Gazing up at her, I saw that her beautiful deer eyes were puffy from all of the crying she was doing. I caressed my thumb on her cheek gently. She held onto my hand while I did that, calming her nerves just a little bit.

Pulling her in a kiss as my lips were onto her thick ones.

"Let me know what's up mama. What's on your mind, baby?" I asked, placing my hands on her hips.

"A lot, Josh; it's a lot, " she said while looking down at her fingers and picking at them.

I grabbed her by the chin, making her look up at me so we could maintain eye contact. I could see in her eyes that she was tired mentally.

"You don't have to hide it in, princess; I'm right here, love." I grabbed her hand, kissing it softly.

Tiana began being vulnerable and honest with me, just explaining how she was feeling right now, feeling like she wasn't enough or too much to handle due to her being with his bitch ass.

It just made my heart hurt hearing her talk down on herself like this when she's the most beautiful woman I've ever been with. Everything about her is just perfect. This is something that god wanted me to have.

Before she finishes her sentence, I firmly grasp her by the throat, placing my soft lips onto hers and slipping my tongue inside her mouth.

Feeling myself getting hard underneath her, I maintain my composure gripping her thick ass firmly.

"You're—" between the kiss "enough—" feeling our tongues dancing around each other. "—baby" pulling away from the kiss as she gaze down at me.

She was playing in my mullet as I placed soft kisses on her neck, making her feel loved because that was all she needed.

I grabbed her breast, circling my tongue around the nipple as she moaned softly, feeling her grinding onto my lap.

I sat up while holding her tight as I removed my trunks, throwing them on the ground and making her sit down on my hardened dick.

"Josh?" She called me.

"What's up, mama? Let Daddy know what he can do to see that pretty smile of yours." I said while maintaining eye contact with her.

"Can you shower me with love and affection, please, Daddy?" Hearing her saying it so innocently just made me want to bend her ass over on this bed and fuck her brains out.

Nodding my head while rubbing against my beard. "Yeah mamas daddy's got'chu now c'mere." pinning her onto the bed kissing her all over her body.

SMUT WARNING

"Ouuu fuck Josh." Jey had her on the edge of the bed in back-shots beating her shit in while he gripped her hips tightly.

Her back was arched perfectly, only for him to see his view of her ass. Thrusting his hips deeply into her wet cunt.

He grabbed a whole load of her hair, making her back more arched than it already is as he fucked her deeply.

"S-shit! J-Josh!" She moaned while placing her hand on his stomach, trying to slow him down, but he grabbed her arm, putting it behind her back as he continued to pound into her.

"Mhm, take it mama, take this fucking dick." Jey rasped.

Pushing his dick deeply inside of her while she had her eyes rolling in the back of her head at the sensation that she was feeling.

Her walls clenched around his dick, hearing a groan escape from his lips, slapping her on her ass.

"Open up to me, mama...let Daddy stretch his pussy out." She loosened up for him as she felt him circling his hips, hitting her spot every single chance he got.

It felt like she was on cloud nine, feeling her breast jiggling to his movements. Skins were slapping against each other, which sounded the entire room.

Moans and groans were heard all over the room as he let go of her hair, replacing his hand in front of her throat.

"Throw that ass back on me, mama, make daddy nut." He whispered in her ear as she did what she was told to do.

Throwing her ass back onto him as he looked down, seeing his dick going in and out of her gushy insides, satisfied. Slapping her ass in the process.

He placed both of his hands in front of her throat, pounding into her vigorously to match her movements as she began to moan loudly.

Feeling the pressure of him constantly hitting her spot.

"Joshhhhh...." She whined as she felt a familiar pit going down her stomach.

he threw his head back In pleasure, biting down his bottom lip and looking how miserable she was.

"Is this—" smacks her ass, "daddy's pussy—" does it again. "Mamas?" She felt tears running down her cheeks while nodding her head, but that's the answer he wanted to hear.

He wanted her to say it, gripping the front of her throat a little more, not trying to hurt her.

"Use your words, baby."

"Y-yes! It's yours, Daddy! All yours!" she screamed like it was her last chance. Jey smirked, satisfied with her answer.

He could tell that her facial expressions were turning up, knowing that she was about to cum all over him, giving him the opportunity to thrust his hips deeper, making her feel every inch of him.

"Gimme' that shit, mama, nut all over daddy's dick." He encouraged her, talking her through it as she rolled her eyes in the back of her head.

Feeling her legs and body shake underneath him while he gave her punishing strokes that were only getting slower and sloppier with each thrust he gave.

Tiana let out a loud moan as she squirted all over Jey's dick, feeling it trickle down her leg, feeling defeated by him.

She tried pushing him away again due to the sensitivity that she was feeling after having a crazy orgasm, but he smacked her hands away, only making matters worse.

"I'm finna nut all in this pussy mama this good ass pussy fuck." After a few more deep strokes, Jey filled her up with his warm seeds, letting out a satisfying groan escaping his lips.

Pulling out and seeing his nut mixed with hers dripping out of her.

SMUT OVER.

Her body was shaking violently as I kissed her on her ass towards her back to calm her down, rubbing against her thighs.

"Fuck, Jey..." she mewled weakly, gazing down at him as he hovered over her making her feel small.

"I know, mama, I know. C'mon, let's go take a nice warm bath together, love." I said softly as I scooped her up in my arms, carrying her to her bathroom and shutting the door behind us.

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A/N: sighhh I guess Kehlani and Malakai don't understand the elephant in the room huh? They're so annoying I swear.

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Star Trek, 105 (Oct. 6, 1966) - “The Enemy Within” [Production order #05]

Written by: Richard Matheson Directed by: Leo Penn [TRIGGER WARNING: Some discussion of attempted SA is necessarily touched upon in my review of this episode.]

This is the Episode Where…

The time-honoured tradition of transporter accidents begins! Kirk is split into two versions of himself, one positive, the other negative. Naturally the good Kirk is an intelligent-but-emotionally-timid-cuck, and the evil Kirk is a raging psychopath sex-crazed-bad-boy. Along the way, Spock imparts his hilariously troubling views about the human psyche.

The Breakdown

The crux of this episode’s conflict stems from two key talking points, so let’s start with the transporter B-Plot, before we tackle the significantly more problematic A-Plot.

Let the transporter shenanigans begin: The Enterprise crew are surveying one of the many styrofoam-desert-planets scattered across the alpha quadrant, when their geologist sustains an injury from a rockslide that subsequently covers him with a yellow powdered-ore that fucks up the transporters after he gets beamed to the ship for medical treatment. Shortly thereafter, Kirk also beams back up, but he arrives with some dizziness and a somewhat lethargic demeanor. Since even the slightest frailty is so unlike the incredible specimen-that-is-Kirk, Scotty escorts him into the corridor (leaving the room unattended), when the transporter pad fires up again on it’s own, and spits out a second kirk; except this one is FUCKING INSANE!

While the Good-Kirk/Bad-Kirk debacle carries on over in the A-Plot, Scotty is hard at work establishing his reputation as a miracle worker. You see, after Kirk’s literal-split personality disorder starts up, the survey team (now led by Sulu) sends up an indigenous alien unicorn-dog they found (essentially just a normal dog in a cute little horned onesie), which also splits into calm-v-rabid duplicates. Scotty quickly figures out that the yellow ore is the problem, meaning that until he can fix it, he doesn’t dare beam anyone else back up without risking a transpo-splitting fiasco, leaving the landing party stranded. The problem is that night is fast approaching down on styro-firma, where the temperatures drop well below freezing as the sun goes down, meaning poor Scotty’s working against the clock. Classic!

Now, thankfully Scotty whips up a way to reverse the splitting process on the unicorn-dog, but the shock of being re-merged into one pup tragically kills it. Naturally, Spock recklessly proposes that the two Kirks give the transporters a whirl next, despite the risks, because the story needs to keep moving. And speaking of the two Kirks, lets switch over to the A-plot!

Seeing Double: Yeah, so Kirk gets split in two. Here’s the basic expository low-down from Spock’s own mouth; Good-Kirk is compassionate and intelligent, and Bad-Kirk rageful and willful. This means (according to some incredibly tenuous logic) that while the good Kirk is more pleasant, his ability to take decisive action is significantly diminished, compromising his ability to command. Likewise, Bad-Kirk is capable of making decisions very quickly, but he’s a sexual predator, so… ‘nuff said.

Oh, and in case you thought I was exaggerating, Bad-Kirk’s first impulse is legitimately to straight up enter his Yeoman’s (Janice Rand’s) quarters and force himself on her. Thankfully she manages to call for help before things become tragic, but not before getting deeply uncomfortable to watch. Naturally everyone doubts her story about Kirk’s attempted assault (because that’s so implausible…), but after Scotty fills them in about the unicorn-dog, Spock figures out what’s going on.

The rest of the episode carries on with the standard cat-and-mouse hijinks one might expect from an episode like this, as Bad-Kirk lunges around like a cocaine fueled maniac, and Good-Kirk essentially does what ever Spock suggests. Of course, it’s all made unnecessarily complicated by the fact that none of the crew are aware of the situation, since filling them in (according to some more impeccable logic by Spock) would cause the crew to doubt their captain. You see, Captains aren’t allowed the luxury of weakness, and anything short of absolute perfection would compromise Kirk’s rank and status… which is to be protected at all costs, apparently. Consequently, this upkeep of deception stretches out the episode’s runtime until the last few minutes, at which point Spock and co. corral the two Kirk’s into the transporter to be rejoined, which works perfectly.

Oh yeah, and Sulu’s landing party gets to come home now too, so it all works out!

The Verdict

I’m not going to waste time explaining how the pop psychology of a nearly-60-year-old show is wildly flawed. Obviously the will to act is no more inherently tied to our rage and carnal desires, than intelligence is inherently tied to compassion and emotional frailty. The show needed an excuse to pit Kirk against himself, and the writers used their limited understanding of a medical field that was still in its infancy. The various assertions this episode makes about masculinity and psychology, is clearly tied to biases that would have been remarkably common for that era, to the point where I’d have been genuinely surprised if it wasn’t prevalent throughout the series. Some of Spock’s advice sounds not unlike something that Roger from ‘Mad Men’ might say, while downing an old fashioned and ogling his secretary; it’s so brazenly wrong that I can’t help but find it funny.

Which brings us to Janice.

After escaping Kirk’s attack, Janice heads straight to Sickbay, which is a good call. Using all of his tact and consideration as a medical professional, McCoy (with Spock) responds by summoning her alleged attacker while she’s still in the room. It’s obviously the good Kirk that arrives, but at this point no one is aware there’s two of them, and that’s when things start to get… icky. For starters, there is a distinct undercurrent within the scene that Kirk's reputation, and the preserving of it, is a higher priority than Janice's wellbeing. Even though she's visibly shaken, and disheveled, the three men all stand over her domineeringly as Kirk tests her stories for inconsistencies. Janice goes on to explain that normally she wouldn’t have resisted (he is the captain after all), but that she was just so surprised. Oh yeah, and there's also the fact that he was harming her that she didn’t care for either. Thankfully a crewmember with a penis, who actually witnessed the event (Bad-Kirk bludgeoned him for intervening), is able to set the record straight that someone with Kirk’s face definitely did attack her. With that cleared up, everyone quickly moves on because Janice’s trauma no longer drives the plot forward.

But the real kicker is in the final scene. With Kirk restored, Janice let’s him know that he’s off the hook, given the circumstances. It’s certainly not like he owes her a profuse apology for the 50% of him that evidently wants to take-and-possess her like an object, right? Because I’d be remiss if I didn’t point out that Spock and McCoy each hold to the principle that both Kirks are equally necessary parts of his collective psyche. So, while Kirk “innocently” carries on with his captaining, Spock leans over to Janice and playfully insinuates that she probably kinda liked the attention Bad-Kirk gave her. Isn’t that neat? [Haha! The world is a nightmare.] Janice simply responds with a glowering look, which normally I would assume is her politely telling Spock to get Pon Farred. Unfortunately, context clues bring me to infer that she’s conveying embarrassment, indicating that Spock is meant to be partially correct, according to whoever wrote/signed off on this poorly conceived scene (official credit goes to Richard Matheson, but I’m not letting Gene Roddenberry off the hook either).

Again, I’m not surprised by the troubling views being expressed here, but in the case of Janice’s role within this story, it goes beyond what I can ignore. Barring that particular topic, I won’t deny the rest of the episode is otherwise somewhat entertaining, in a predominantly cringy sort of way. There are also some creative elements at play that would go on to become franchise staples, the most notable being ‘the transporter accident’ trope. I likely would have given this something closer to a 3 star rating if it didn’t take such a glib stance on sexual assault, but the excuse that this was a ‘product of it’s time’ doesn’t count towards a pass either.

1.5 stars (out of 5)

Parting Thoughts

Even a broken clock…: One thing I do agree with, is that fear is often the driving force behind anger. At one point, McCoy points out that while Good-Kirk is highly emotional and regularly distraught, he’s not ever overwhelmed by fear, conversely the Bad-Kirk regularly is. I suppose this is where I’ll admit that there is some credence behind the idea that if you simply remove one part of yourself, even a negative part, that it would likely impact the parts of you that are positive, to the extent that it may even change you fundamentally. What I disagree with is the idea that sexual desire is innately tied to compulsive behaviors beyond our control, at least insofar as it is depicted in this episode, written by a team of creatives that clearly held some inherently misogynistic biases.

Pacifist Vulcan Violence: In addition to transporter shenanigans, this episode also introduces us to the ‘Vulcan nerve pinch.’ The story goes that Leonard Nimoy felt brute force would be uncharacteristic of an advanced progressive anti-emotion society, and offered the now-famous nerve pinch as an alternative. I find it interesting, because the moment barely registers today, since that move is such a casually iconic staple of the franchise. But I can only imagine this would have been such a novel concept when it first aired, especially for younger viewers.

The unicorn-dog is dead, Jim: I believe this might also be the show’s first use (according to production order) of McCoy’s famous line, “He’s dead, Jim.” Fitting that it was for a dog, the universal best friend of humankind, be it horned or otherwise. Good boy unicorn-dog. Good boy.

Medical Binge Drinking: So, I guess McCoy has a liquor cabinet in sickbay. Immediately after Bad-Kirk emerges, he heads straight for sickbay and demands a drink. He even goes so far as to shake McCoy until he surrenders an entire bottle of booze, and then proceeds to chug it like a frat-boy on a bender, stumbling down a corridor. I realize drinking on the job was more socially acceptable in the 60’s, but it does seem odd that a doctor would have enough drinking alcohol to stock a small bar, for the purpose of serving it to patients. I guess the 23rd century is so progressive that my feeble 21st century mind just wouldn’t understand. Yeah, that must be it.

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jaketeachesdeath · 8 months ago

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Its also the end of #nationalhedgerowweek did you know that our Hedgerows support 130 Biodiversity Action Plan species amongst those are lots of Lichens and Moths.

Theres also a fair amount of Birds as youd imagine.

Dunnock, House Sparrow, Starling, Bullfinch, Lesser Redpoll and Tree Sparrow are all species which rely on hedgerows for feeding and nesting.

But its not just Birds, Reptiles and Amphibians are also reliant on hedgerows as fantastic corridors away from the eyes of predators.

Common Lizard, Common Toad and Slow Worms are often discovered when carrying out important maintenance.

Theres also other insects that need hedgerows to thrive.

Stag Beetles, Brown Hairstreak and Brown Banded Carder Bee require hedgerows. However the Carder Bee is found exclusively in Coastal regions of England and Wales and the Hairstreak sadly only to small pockets of locations across southern and western England and Wales.

And lastly Mammals, obviously there's the Hedgehogs but lots of Bat species use them for hunting grounds sweeping up and down the clearings surrounded them and even roosting!

(Stag Beetles are from Europe, Brown Hairstreak is a Bred specimen from 1979 and Brown Banded Carder Bee is a from 2015, Slow worm was gifted from Birmingham in 2023 none of which were collected by me)

12/05/24

#vulture culture uk #vulture culture #oddities #taxidermy #bones #skull #skull collecting #animal skull #curiosities #national hedgerow week

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sleepingdeath-light · 2 years ago

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being best friends hcs ; frank

requested by ; 🐝🍯 anon (09/05/23) [2/3]

fandom(s) ; welcome home

fandom masterlist(s) ; here

character(s) ; frank frankly

outline ; “My welcome home obsession is creeping in too 😂 can I have some best friend headcanons of Barbaby, Wally, and Frank? They’re my blorbos. ❤️ if you can’t do all three I’d like just Barnaby! He’s so SILLY!! And I wanna be his best friend ✨

Also I claim bee anon!! 🐝🍯”

warning(s) ; none, just fluff!

whilst he is rather calm by nature and has his expression turned down in a perpetual frown, frank is the most loyal friend you could ask for

he’s always there when you need someone to talk to, only being a phone call or a house visit away from making you a cup of your favourite hot drink and sitting down in your/his living room to talk through what has been bothering you

he tends to take a more logical approach to problems and will help you construct a plan to approach and tackle your issues — be that something tangible like work stress or something less so like being unable to get to sleep or struggling with creative block

you’re the first person he calls upon when the weather is just right to go and catch butterflies — he even makes sure to keep a spare net handy for you whenever he sets out for it

he even gifts you some of his pinned specimen of that’s something you’re interested in — saving some of the best quality catches and setting them aside to gift to you at a later date

has your phone number written on a note that he keeps right next to his phone, despite having long since committed it to memory

he keeps each and every card and letter you send him — being far more sentimental than most give him credit for

whilst he is unfortunately stuck with a permanent frown, he does show his emotions quite openly with you through his eyes — you’re one of the few people to see him laugh so hard he’s cried

always keeps some of your favourite sweets in his pockets when you’re both out and about, always pretends it’s a coincidence though

he also keeps plenty of your favourite foods at home, always ready for a surprise visit

you are the only person who doesn’t get a stern talking to for messing with his hair or mistaking him for something catchable with a net — though he’s still not best pleased whenever his vision is suddenly obscured by the all too familiar fabric

doesn’t really use nicknames, preferring to use your name as fully as you’re comfortable

like if you’re a robert and are comfortable with it, he’ll call you robert — but he’ll also call you bob if you’re more comfortable with that

same for beatrice versus bee/bea or literally any other name

he is not up to date with anything like slang, please don’t introduce any to him he’ll just get a headache

isn’t too big on matching with you as best friends, but if you make a friendship bracelet or something like that then he’ll get misty eyed and he won’t ever take it off (not if he can help it, at least)

remembers all important dates but tends to forget things that you mention to him regarding gifts — which usually leads to a mad scramble involving him enlisting your neighbours to help him solve the accidental puzzle he created for himself

#sleepingdeath #gender neutral reader #fluff #fluff hc #platonic x reader #welcome home x reader #welcome home fluff #frank frankly x reader #frank frankly fluff #🐝🍯 anon

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fool-counter · 2 months ago

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Name: A█████ H████ C███

Operator's Tag: Director Alto Clef

Security Clearance Level: 4

Current Assignment: Department Head: Division of Training and Development

Profile: The genre-savvy and enigmatic "Dr. Alto Clef" maintains that its true name is that of an A major chord played on a ukulele, which it carries around with it at all times should other entities wish to address it by name. It has recieved its current nickname due to its habit of signing reports with a hand-drawn Alto Clef symbol. Although apparently competent at its job, its acerbic attitude and habit of annoying its coworkers by walking around minimal security areas with unfurled cinnamon rolls stuck in its nose has gained it the enmity of several of its coworkers.

A. Clef's true face cannot be clearly photographed by any known means (see above), but appears to have a sizable nose and a large grin resembling that of Felis cheshiricus, the only known specimen of which was captured by [DATA EXPUNGED] during Operation Liddell. It has one green eye, one blue eye, and one hazel eye, both of which appear to have pupils which absorb all light falling upon it. The entity is known to be an inveterate liar regarding all things save SCP-related issues, and thus, should not be trusted by anyone.

By no means should Dr. Clef be allowed to consume an entire tin of Altoids mints in one sitting.

History: A█████ H████ C███ first came to the attention of the Foundation after publishing a seminal research paper, "On the use of Human Semen to ████ ███████ ██ █████ █████████," which resulted in his expulsion from ██████████ University's Biology department, having already been on probation for complaints rising from his psychology study, "On the Comparative Sensitivity of the Human Female Nipple in Laboratory and Field Conditions, upon Aware and Unaware Subjects." The paper in question referred to a ██████ ████████ with traits resembling those of an existing SCP, resulting in the Foundation contacting the individual in order to establish his security risk.

It is not clear how A█████ H████ C███ managed to ingratiate himself with the investigating agent enough to convince her to offer him a job with the Foundation, as the individual has a slimy personality that causes all females within ██ ██████ to instinctively recoil in horror, clutching their ███████ protectively. However, his acquisition came with the retrieval of SCP-447, which has proven remarkably useful to the Foundation despite special containment requirements keeping it away from dead bodies.

During the SCP-239 Incident, Dr. Clef displayed remarkable aptitude in penetrating Foundation defenses in an attempt to terminate the aforementioned SCP. Although he sustained severe injuries during and after this incident at the hands of Dr. Kondraki, his actions prompted a closer look at his past, especially in regards to possible links to a GOC operative known as "Ukulele Man."

Having earned a reputation for swift, elegant, and surgically precise terminations of dangerous SCPs, the Overseer Council has recently agreed to promote Dr. Clef to the head of the Department of Training and Development, in charge of training response teams and field agents.

EXCERPT FROM INTERVIEW 7998-08-███-█

05-██: [DATA EXPUNGED]

Clef: Is this the part where I'm supposed to give some cryptic answer about my reasons for delving into the unknown? Some statement about how and why I think these things exist? Some kind of reason for coming to work in an job as maddeningly bizarre and dangerous as this?

05-██: [DATA EXPUNGED]

Clef: Because it's fun.

05-██: [DATA EXPUNGED]

Clef: Well, it's the only answer you're ever going to get.

05-██: [DATA EXPUNGED]

Clef: Would you like some candy?

05-██: [DATA EXPUNGED]

Clef: How about a beer?

05-██: [DATA EXPUNGED]

Clef: Seven-course Chinese dinner? C'mon, work with me here.

[RECORDING ENDS]

Name: A█████ H████ C███

Operator's Tag: Director Alto Clef

Security Clearance Level: 4

Current Assignment: Department Head: Division of Training and Development

By no means should Dr. Clef be allowed to consume an entire tin of Altoids mints in one sitting.

EXCERPT FROM INTERVIEW 7998-08-███-█

05-██: [DATA EXPUNGED]

Clef: Because it's fun.

05-██: [DATA EXPUNGED]

Clef: Well, it's the only answer you're ever going to get.

05-██: [DATA EXPUNGED]

Clef: Would you like some candy?

05-██: [DATA EXPUNGED]

Clef: How about a beer?

05-██: [DATA EXPUNGED]

Clef: Seven-course Chinese dinner? C'mon, work with me here.

[RECORDING ENDS]

fool count: 32

I can always tell when it's one person sending multiple asks at a time, because suddenly I have half a dozen SCP submissions in my inbox

#fools on demand

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ultragift · 1 year ago

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FROM: @denn1s-lessing

TO: @hmmbo

denn1s-lessing - tumblr - Ultragift

Heroes

You’re in yet another elevator room, having just explored the first part of Greed. As Sisyphus told you and you’ve expected, the Layer looks nothing like Dante's haunting yet beautiful description; the only thing that was Inferno-related were the boulders, and even then they only dragged those around, and even then they were dead Malicious Faces, really. It just wasn’t the same thing. You start to think you’re in for more artistic disappointment.

You also feel very bitter and very angry; between constant restarts, unfixable injuries and having to re-learn how to use your weapons after accidentally deleting the wrong files, a lot has happened in the last two hours or so, and now you just want to relax.

You're not worried about getting attacked out of nowhere. This isn't the surface, and the elevators are always safezones. Still, you wish you had someone close by, someone to talk to.

You don't want to talk to Sisyphus right now– and you already vowed to yourself to never speak to him ever again. You would let him languish in Heresy for all of time and you would ignore him completely, even if you have nobody else to talk to. Even if you miss him. Even if you really, really want to reply to those little beeps coming from the Terminal.

You're sure he meant it as an observation or even a compliment when he told you he thought you were a person – he simply couldn't be a humanist, it made no sense otherwise. He didn't even have VR in his time –, but at the same time... his words burnt you more than the searing gold of his kingdom. You stood up for yourself, but was it worth it?

You sit down and rest your back against the red and white wall, opening your wings as you do so. What to do, what to do... if the cat was here, she’d surely play with you, and you’d have something to distract your restless hands. They’ve been fidgeting more frequently, ever since you left Limbo. You wonder if you should run a diagnostic, but decide against it. Involuntary movement is a sign of malfunction for a machine, especially one like yourself, but at least it makes you more human. It makes you feel more human. You were making this difficult for yourself.

You’re getting distracted.

You expand your HUD and deactivate your visuals. A black void covers your vision, followed by text.

[MACHINE ID: V1] [CURRENT POSITION: HELL (GREED LAYER)] [SURFACE COORDINATES: 29° 58' 35.3280''N 31° 7' 52.6872''E]

[CURRENT OBJECTIVES: FIND FUEL, KILL V2, FREE SISYPHUS] [>CHECK MEMORY BANKS] [CHECKING MEMORY BANKS...] [PLEASE INPUT PASSWORD] [>Mjaurwp] [CHECKING PASSWORD...] [PASSWORD CORRECT. ACCESS CONFIRMED] [PLEASE SELECT A FILE TO REVIEW]

An ocean of files and folders floods your screen. Seeing all that disorder – all those digital papers stacked together like the real things – calms you somewhat. Your fingers don’t intertwine and squeeze each other as much now.

You wade your way through mp3s, mp4s and even wavs, until something titled “sunglasses” catches your interest. Was that file there before? You decide to check it out.

[>play “sunglasses.mp4”] [PLAYING sunglasses.mp4...]

You’re sitting by a window. The sky outside is golden and blue and pink. It is 05:03:34 and it is summer, June 20th.

The room you’re in is bare. A white floor meets white walls and a white ceiling. The room is bathed in golden light. The lights don’t turn on until 5:15:00, so the only source of light is from that little slice of outside.

Aside from the sky and the sun, you can see a young specimen of Pinus pinea. The branches frame the light.

You stand up and look to see a male Corvus cornix hopping along the grass, looking for food. It picks up something but it soon dismisses it.

You wonder how its blood would feel on your plating while being absorbed. It certainly wouldn’t sustain you, though.

You hear the automatic door opening and sit back down. Senior Researcher Francis Sheeran has entered the room. He’s introducing someone to you.

You turn to meet them, and stay completely still.

[END OF RECORDING]

A main cable curls inside you. Your primary sensory system sends false positives.

Asimov and his Laws, you remember now. These are all different videos from before. When humans were still around, and your kind still wasn’t quite as spread as it is now. Not now now, but the old now. The one talked about in the many books and movies and songs stored in this very memory bank.

There’s more files. You decide to live them.

[>play “test1.mp4”] [PLAYING test.mp4...]

You are in Room 030. It is large and featureless, with only a glass panel changing the scenery. The glass panel is obscured like frosted glass. You know they can see you.

“Starting test 1 for the prototype of the bot series V.” an old voice rings out from an intercom. As if on cue, you spread your poliglass wings open.

The voice continues. “In this experiment the prototype’s reflexes will be tested. Prototype is unarmed.”

From the floor itself three purple drones rise up. You put yourself in position. “Testing begins now.” A beep plays and the lights become harsher.

The first Drone gets closer and chirps in question. You zip towards it and grab it by its sides. The two others prepare for a charge but you jump up and ram its companion into one of them and the floor. There’s a dent on it and smoke coming out of the robots, which are now

inert. The final Drone jerks back and you grab it, but it flies up and drags you with it. It’s quite strong despite your difference in size and volume.

Regardless, you ignore its pleas and tear out its back carapace. You twist the circuitry inside it and with a dying trill it drops down like a rock.

You fall on your feet. You slam the geometric corpse into the wall and it’s soon reduced into a heap of scrap.

“Subject’s time is seven seconds flat.” the voice from the intercom states. You are unsatisfied.

You go to the Drones on the ground and pick one up, tearing it in half. It must have a blood bank inside, but you find nothing but batteries, wires and circuit boards.

“Hey, you. Over there.” the voice from the intercom doesn’t like what you’re doing. “You are ordered to stop.” it speaks.

And just like that, you place down the mauled body and stand still again. You fold your wings in.

“We’ve done enough for today.”

[END OF RECORDING] [>play “test5-sneak.mp4”] [PLAYING test5-sneak.mp4...]

You are in Room 030. It is large and featureless, with only a glass panel changing the scenery. The glass panel is obscured like frosted glass. You know they can see you.

There is a human in the middle of the room. He is Junior Researcher Alberto Rossi, thirty-four years of age, blood group AB-. He is wearing a padded suit. It protects its most precious and blood-rich spots.

“Today on November 3rd of 2084 we will perform the first stealth test for the first prototype model of the V series.” an old and raspy voice speaks from the intercom. “Along with the V ‘bot we have Alberto Rossi, who offered to test our machine.”

“The pleasure is all mine!”

“We’re glad it is. Mr. Rossi is wearing full protection and the prototype is unharmed. If the machine cannot find you in 30 seconds it will fail the experiment.”

You open your wings and lower your stance. “We will begin after the beep.”

The same beeping sound from before comes in and the light dissipates. Parts of the floor rise up and form a labyrinth.

You activate your night sensors and stalk the tall hallways. The room is silent, so silent that you can hear your internal fans quietly whirring. You stop them. You can always cool down later.

You hear the trembling breathing of your target. You activate your see-through heat vision and see its shape. It’s just one wall over.

You break the wall open and jump on Rossi's back. The padding tears away like paper as the man is too stunned to fight back. With a precision and swiftness to envy even the most skilled of men, you unlatch his helmet and hit him on the head, again and again. Rossi tries to grab you and screams something, but you're too focused on the act to

[END OF RECORDING]

The video suddenly cuts off. They must've turned you off remotely. You don't like how the sensation of his flesh caving in, of his blood entering your plating and filling you feels so fresh, as if it all happened just a second ago.

You imagine this is how flashbacks were like for people. There's another audio. With fear in your motor you decide to listen to it.

[>play "2938.mp3"] [PLAYING 2938.mp3...]

You are listening to the humans in the hallway outside your holding unit. They do not know you're recording them.

"Fuck, I told you that was a bad idea! Mister Rossi was supposed to be a blacklisted target and now he's in the hospital!”

“He'll be fine.”

“He has a concussion, five stitches and a broken nose.”

“He’s tough! Besides, he can brag about surviving a V model's attack now.”

“Let's just use other robots next time.”

“It’ll just break them. You saw what it did to those Drones, didn't you? I told you and I repeat, if we don't use people...”

They walk too far away to hear any further.

[END OF AUDIO] [>play "general-report8.mp4"] [PLAYING general-report8.mp4...]

You are greeted with the face of someone you don't recognize.

You aren't curious about this person though, nor scared, nor happy. You can't feel much of anything really. You're just a robot, after all.

You cannot move, as your consciousness has been transferred to a computer for the time being. It's standard procedure. This doesn’t mean you are unable to visually record what surrounds you. You don’t believe he’ll notice you anyway.

The stranger speaks. “Hello, this is Doctor Diego Cimaroli, head researcher of the Fondazione di Ricerca Robotica Italiana, or FRRI. I am here to submit a progress report on our first-ever model of the V line. I’ll call them Vù for convenience.” he says into his phone. “Now, Vù has shown to be quite efficient at its task. It now takes less than five seconds on average to defeat his target!” he smiles. “It mainly uses its Feedbacker arm, but it can make and use improvised weaponry in a pinch. We plan on letting him use guns soon. But also...”

Cimaroli's expression becomes focused. You hear the clicking of keyboards and a click of a mouse.

“Perfetto!” Cimaroli looks satisfied. “I have downloaded a few little language packs. About a hundred, I'd say...” he says all coy. “I'd say it's a nice little gift for a ‘bot as hardworking as you!” he smiles. He pats something offscreen.

“This has been Doctor Diego Cimaroli, and this was progress report number 8! ...Okay, how do I turn this off aga-”

[END OF RECORDING]

If you had tear ducts and eyeballs, you would have certainly started to cry now. The stuttering of your fans and the low buzz coming from your chassis get the job done.

That was Cimaroli. Ci-ma-ro-li. How long has it been since you last saw him? You couldn't believe your sensors. He was just... there, in your memory banks, flesh and all, and you never thought to check. What else was there?!

V2 and Greed and Sisyphus have to wait for now, there's a lot of catching up you need to do.

[>play “outside.mp4”] [PLAYING outiside.mp4...]

It's 14:45 CET and you are outside the facility, in the small park where the Pinus pinea is.

It's not summer anymore, but autumn - or fall, as some of the English and American researchers here call it - , and there are many leaves scattered everywhere. You yourself are hidden in a pile of the little things! Not even your optic is peeking out.

This, of course, is a tactical decision; you are training yourself for stealth attacks, and of course, what better way to learn than to stage something against Cimaroli? Those were all tactical decisions. It's all purely for the art of war, of course.

While you wait for your totally a victim to arrive in your total trap, something tiny and red with black dots passes you by. It takes you a moment to recognize it, but you realize it’s a ladybug! Specifically a Coccinella septempunctata.

You move your optic forward and something horrible happens. The insect opens its wings and flies to you - it’s on your optic, on your optic, on your eye!!

Startled by the sudden change in your visuals you immediately get up and produce a high-pitched scream. Someone takes your hand, it’s Cimaroli!

“Hey hey, it’s okay!” he says, flicking the wretched creature away and letting you see again. “It was a bug, it’s okay!” he laughs and he sounds like rain tapping against a window.

You huff and shake your optic again. You realize the Doctor is right in front of you and you tap them on the shoulder. You emit a little beep.

You have won the ancient game of Hide and Seek!

[END OF RECORDING] [>play “yesss.mp3”] [PLAYING yesss.mp3...]

You are listening to the researchers in the hallway outside your bedroom. They don’t realize you're recording them.

“I can’t believe this!”

“About time those frog-eaters got some sense in their skulls.” someone sighs relieved.

“We’ll still finish with the current project though, right?”

“Eh, yeah! we need to dep- to use the V model on something after all.” a third person speaks.

“That ‘bot will be a gamechanger, I know it. We’re like Oppenheimer with Fat boy and Little Man!”

“But didn’t those bombs fucked everyone up?”

“Yeah, but did Japan surrender after the strikes or did it keep going? That robot will make Nagashiri look like a clean thing in comparison.”

They want to send you to the battlefield? Oh, finally you’ll get to fight in a real war, you can’t wait! You can just imagine yourself there where all the action happens, with a gun - a gun! - in your right and your Feedbacker punching away projectiles and Frogs, their bodies squashed into paste by your strong fi-

[RECORDING STOPPED] [>delete “yesss.mp3”] [DELETE yesss.mp3?] [>Y/N] [DELETING yesss.mp3...] [FILE DELETED]

A great sense of relief and lightness fills your chassis as the vivid memory of that day leaves your hard drive. Now you won’t recall how stupid you were and how much those men and women reveled in their complicity of violence and pain. Good thing Cimaroli had his head screwed on straight!

[>play “ohno(3).mp3”] [PLAYING ohno(3).mp3...]

“Assolutamente no.” Cimaroli says stern. “We are not shutting Vù down, absolutely not.” You’re listening to the people in the hallway outside your bedroom. They don’t realize you're

recording them, not even Cimaroli.

“Why would you want to do that anyway?” he asks. “You’ve seen the results, all he needed was some blood and he would keep going. It decimated all those people, even the civilians. Nothing was left”

“Yes yes, I know, those reports were perfect! You and your team did a great job, don’t worry... but the armistice is going to get signed soon, they even got Portugal to sign it of all nations, this project is in its twilight years, we’ve won!”

Silence. “But then... what will happen to us?” he’s quiet.

“What do you mean?”

“We did something horrible. We’ve skipped the antimatter bomb and we made that thing behind the door. You’ve seen what it did, what it can do. That blood will be on our hands forever, do you seriously think we haven’t killed our souls in some kind of way? We didn’t just kill ourselves with this-” he coughs loudly. “...we burned the world.”

“Don’t tell me you’re seriously thinking like that...” “I am.”

Silence again. It’s longer than usual. It feels heavier than any other kind of silence you’ve ever heard.

“...They’ll laud us as heroes.” the other says. “I know it. They’ll- they’ll love us. Nobody listens to the side who lost anyway.”

“You are deluding yourself.” “Says the one treating a machine like a person.”

[END OF RECORDING]

Oh. You were mistaken. Does that mean he was aware of what he was doing, like the others, but had remorse for his actions, unlike the others...? You don’t understand. He'll surely explain himself once you find him.

You hope to see him again. Hopefully he’s in Heaven. Does the end of Hell lead to the gates of Paradise?

You go through more files. Some are good, many are bad, and you delete the most despicable. The kind only a warmachine carries inside their hard drive. Still, you are not done looking.

As you keep moving things around, you notice an odd folder, at the very bottom of the digital pile. “For_Vù” is its name.

You open it. There is only one mp3 file.

[>play “ascoltami.mp3”] [PLAYING ascoltami.mp3]

The audio is half-static. It’s Cimaroli’s voice. He is very quiet and sounds like he’s in pain.

“Hello, Vù. I hope you’re okay. A lot has happened since we last spoke... I’m sick. Very sick, and the armistice was called off. They’re rebuilding trenches now - have I ever explained to you what those are? - and they’re calling even those who can’t fight anymore and sending in even more machines. There's rumors that they'll use those big towering ones. The war is still going... and they’ll make sure you’re just a robot and not Vù.”

“I was able to convince the- the higher ups not to shut you down, but at a price. You won’t be able to access your own data, they’ll get rid of all unnecessary-” he coughs. “-all the unneeded contents. You won't be yourself anymore, and they’ll just make you obey their horrible orders. But...”

There’s the sound of shuffling.

“I have this little thing I can put inside you. It’s no bigger than a grain of rice and will go undetected. All of your information and memories will get transferred here as they delete everything from your hard drive. It has a capacity of 400 terabytes, you just have to input a password to access and everything will come back to you– and only YOU will know of it. Don’t tell anyone, alright my dear?”

He chuckles. “Ah, I don’t have to worry about that, do I? If you’ve found this recording it means you are one very good hacker, and got through those barriers that they put you under. Suck it, FRI!” he hams it up. “You can’t sto-”

He coughs again. There’s a painfully long silence. He speaks again but he sounds worried and worse.

“A-Anyway... I’m putting the memory bank inside of you as soon as I’m done with this recording. you're right here next to me, you look so beautiful when you are asleep. Before I go, though, I want to tell you something...”

Again, the sound of shuffling. He gets closer to his mic. “Ti voglio bene, Vù. Never forget that. You’re good, you’re smart, you’re strong, you’re

curious... You’re like a son I never had. I’m glad I got to meet you.” “I hope to see you again when peace returns.” You hear a click.

[END OF AUDIO] [>play “ascoltami.mp3”] [PLAYING ascoltami.mp3...]

“-Ti voglio bene, Vù. Never forget that.”

[>rewind “ascoltami.mp3”]

“-Ti voglio bene, Vù. Never forget that.”

[>rewind “ascoltami.mp3”]

“-Ti voglio bene, Vù. Never forget that.”

[>rewind “ascoltami.mp3”]

#ultragift 2023 #ultragifts

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fukuro-blackwood · 8 days ago

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No, im not obsessed with my Idols!Au, what gave that impression?

#original character #fukuro's multiverse #specimen-05 #original art

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7grandmel · 9 months ago

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Todays rip: 05/04/2024

Hey there everyone it's Chaotic Beans! Hell yeah! We're a little angle girl and THERES A BEAN! Oh well hello there Mr bean! Thank you for welcoming me! So we're in the planet of the beans and we gots to find all the beans and explore the beans to find the planet!!!!!

Season 7 Featured on: RIPBLOX

Ripped by The Green Spy, Grambam36

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Requested by airy! (Request Form)

Remember just two weeks ago back in March where I was making several posts in a row about rips containing jokes I had little to no knowledge of? Y'know, Poké Village, Viva La LOWAS, Luna, mi Amor - all rips that struck a beautiful emotional chord with me, even though I lacked the full knowledge of what it was in tribute to. In a way, Hey there everyone it's Chaotic Beans! Hell yeah! We're a little angle girl and THERES A BEAN! Oh well hello there Mr bean! Thank you for welcoming me! So we're in the planet of the beans and we gots to find all the beans and explore the beans to find the planet!!!!! is also part of that lineup - only here, its a cacophany of sources I had no clue about making me laugh way harder than they should.

Now, this is the first rip I've covered so far from Season 7's ROBLOX day, an event celebrating the game's 17th anniversary with rips of all sorts made in honor of the game. And as someone who both didn't grow up with it, and has no idea what the platform is like nowadays (other than the concerning monetization), I spent pretty much the entire event as clueless as can be. But even before I had this rip requested to me, it showed up from time to time in my recommendations - something about the ridiculous game title and cover artwork grabbed my attention, so I decided to take a peek.

To put it simply, Hey there everyone it's Chaotic Beans! Hell yeah! We're a little angle girl and THERES A BEAN! Oh well hello there Mr bean! Thank you for welcoming me! So we're in the planet of the beans and we gots to find all the beans and explore the beans to find the planet!!!!! feels like some sort of sensory overload. The original chaotic beans theme by SkyTheFloof is already a high-energy silliness overload song, bringing back memories of rips like :D or Wario's Hampster Mine - its energy is positively infectious, and it's a great touch that the visuals of Hey there everyone it's Chaotic Beans! Hell yeah! We're a little angle girl and THERES A BEAN! Oh well hello there Mr bean! Thank you for welcoming me! So we're in the planet of the beans and we gots to find all the beans and explore the beans to find the planet!!!!! are intentionally made to resemble its YouTube upload. What could then amplify that silliness more than - as The Green Spy and Grambam36 both are best at doing - a good ol' YTPMV?

On the complete opposite side of online silliness, 14 years ago, we saw the upload of the video "cat planet", by the fascinating internet personality raocow. I truly do wish I knew more about this specimen - he's been making "Let's Play" content on YouTube since near its very beginnings in 2009, and has since uploaded new videos almost daily with an unmistakeable goofiness to his commentary, a rhythm and bounce, the kind of voice that just sounds as if he's smiling the whole way through. His playthrough of cat planet sits as his most viewed video for good reason, its such an interesting time capsule of what online content once was, silly, unfiltered, improvised, made entirely for fun - an energy that, I suppose, ROBLOX creators just like SkyTheFloof are continuing to champion today? Either way, the legends behind SUNGORE and Mad Mew Mew Becoming Uncanny, some of SiIvaGunner's greatest YTPMV rips in its entire run, join forces to unite these two pillars of pure, distilled :3-energy. Its the chaotic beans theme with raocow's cat planet commentary melodically added to the song's backing and melody, a duet of two sillies - a shot of pure sugar that I cannot get enough of.

Through just this one rip, I learned a lot about ROBLOX, a lot about raocow, a little bit about internet history in general - and I learned how to have an absolutely :3 time. Hey there everyone it's Chaotic Beans! Hell yeah! We're a little angle girl and THERES A BEAN! Oh well hello there Mr bean! Thank you for welcoming me! So we're in the planet of the beans and we gots to find all the beans and explore the beans to find the planet!!!!! is just such a lovely time, such a cracked idea for a rip yet one I'm glad its two rippers pursued to the end, to give us such true sillycore music for ROBLOX's anniversary. I can never get it out of my head for too long, the two sources are just so infectious and endearing in isolation alone, but hearing raocow's rambles about the lovely cat planet to the tune of chaotic beans just amplifies it to a whole new level, the perfect merger of old and new.

So- congratulations, ROBLOX Day - You got one out of me. Maybe one day I'll take another plunge to see what else you have in store...

#todays siivagunner #season 7 #siivagunner #siiva #The Green Spy #Grambam36 #rip visuals #chaotic beans #roblox #roblox simulator #chaotic beans simulator #cat planet #raocow #old youtube #roblox games #ytpmv #Youtube #Bandcamp

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amber-tortoiseshell · 11 months ago

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White spotting I.

Naming conventions

This is a comparison of the nomenclature of white spotting patterns in three different cat fancies (FIFe, TICA and WCF), the three i'm most familiar with. Feel free to add more!

Illustrations made with this game.

Click on the 'keep reading' button if you want to see the official descriptions.

FIFe - EMS:

In the Easy Mind System, developped by the Fédération Internationale Féline, there are six different white spotting patterns, four universal and two breed-specific. These are the terms I usually use.

Van (01)

Two colour patches in the face, separated by a white blaze. One patch commences on the rump and ends at the tip of the tail. No white hairs in the solid colour parts. Three small irregularly distributed colour patches on the body and/or on the legs are to be tolerated. Chest and belly must be white. White ears with pink inner surface of the pinna are desirable.

Harlequin (02)

The solid coloured patches must cover at least 1/4, but no more than 1/2 of the body's surface. Preferably the coloured parts should consist of various patches surrounded by white. No single white hairs in the coloured parts.

Bicolor (03)

The colour patches must be clearly separated from each other, even in colour and harmoniously distributed. At least ½ must be coloured, but not more than ¾, the rest is white. A white blaze on the face is desirable. White on the back is desirable. There must be white on the legs, on the chest, face and stomach. No single white hairs in the solid coloured parts.

Mitted (04, only used for ragdolls)

White chin, with or without a narrow white stripe/marking(s) on the bridge of the nose up to the forehead. Narrow white stripe/marking is allowed on the muzzle as long as it follows the median line down into the chin. White stripe extends from the bib and runs down the underside between the front legs to the base of the tail. White mittens on the front legs; the hind legs should be white at minimum up to the heel and at maximum to the middle of the thigh. Coloured spot(s) in this area are acceptable.

Snowshoe (05, only used for snowshoes)

Colour of points, ears, mask, legs and tail to be well defined and in harmony with the body colour. Chin may be white, the colour of the points or a combination of white and the point colour. A white bib on the chest area or collar around the neck area is normal as is white on the stomach area.

Unspecified amount of white (09)

The colours can be with any amount of white, up to a maximum of ¼, i.e. a white blaze, white locket, white chest, white on the belly, white on the paws, etc. There is no restriction on the distribution of the colour(s) and white.

TICA - UCD

In the Uniform Color Descriptions of The International Cat Association there are only four white spotting patterns.

Gloved pattern

A predominantly colored cat with white limited to the paws and back legs with minimal white allowed on the ventral midline. White on the head is not allowed. Gloved cats (i.e., BI) are homozygous for the recessive white spotting variant (wg/wg).

Mitted pattern

A predominantly colored cat with white limited to paws, back legs, belly, chest, and chin in most specimens. The cat is typically about 1/4 white. White does not extend beyond the wrist joint on the front feet.

Bi-color pattern

A cat which has a colored head, back, and tail with white on legs, feet, underside, and lower flanks. A white blaze such as the inverted "V" pattern is often seen. Various markings of white and pigment may occur, but the cat is generally ⅓ to ⅔ white.

Van pattern

A predominantly white cat with colored patches. The patches are usually found on the head, back, and tail, but may also involve the legs and feet. The most extreme expression of the van pattern is a white cat with ONLY a colored cap and tail (as seen in the Turkish Van). Van colored cats are typically homozygous for the common dominant white spotting variant (WsWs).

WCF

A World Cat Federation uses five white spotting pattern types.

Bicolour, Tricolour

Denotes Solid and Tabby/Tortie and Torbie with piebald white spotting (minimum 1/3, maximum 1/2 white). Coloured and white areas are harmoniously distributed. A white blaze is desirable.

Harlequin

Denotes Bi- or Tricolour with 5/6 piebald white spotting. Coloured patches on the body (3-5) and the head, tail coloured. The belly is white.

Van

Denotes extremely high piebald white spotting. Coloured patch(es) on the head - ideally the colour is between the ears. The tail is with colour. The remaining parts of the head, the ears, the back, the belly and the legs are white.

Mitted

White even gloves on the front paws, white boots on the hind legs reaching to the joint. White on the chin, which continues to a white chest without interruption, white belly.

With white

Any amount of white. The pattern does not correspond to any pattern above.

#cat genetics #white spotting

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sshbpodcast · 9 months ago

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Character Spotlight: Odo

by Ames

The security chief of Deep Space Nine is a lot of things: a bird, a tripwire, a glass, a bag… The list goes on and on (though our favorite is usually when he’s a cute little rat), and all of them add up to a whole that is greater than the sum of his parts. In a world full of solids, Odo fills in that Outsider Character™ whose quest to shape his identity makes for a truly engaging character journey, though many stops along the way do dabble in fascism. But we love him anyway.

So kick back in your bucket and get ready to melt as your hosts at A Star to Steer Her By explore the many, many faces of Odo, even ones for which he can’t quite get the ears right. We’ve got our favorite moments and a whole bunch of times he messed up royally below and discussed this week on the podcast (jump to 1:05:53). Harumph!

Best moments

No one has ever seen me like this before We’ve brought up this one before in our fan-favorite Lwaxana Troi post, but it’s always worth dipping into again. Forever the tightass of the station, Odo lets himself be vulnerable with our hot Betazoid mama in “The Forsaken,” and it’s such a thing of beauty for these two polar opposite characters to show each other the hidden sides of themselves.

Do holograms dream of holographic sheep? We really liked the little hologram girl Taya in “Shadowplay” when we did our Children in Star Trek post, and apparently so does Odo! Who’d have thought that the station’s chief wallflower would have such a soft spot for kids? And then he sticks up for Taya and all of the holograms because, real or not, they still qualify as people to him.

You flatter me, sir, you flatter me! Last week, we marveled at how often Miles O’Brien gets to suffer across the series, and in “Tribunal,” Odo really does his darndest to keep the chief alive. By acting as nestor in the sham Cardassian trial, Odo at the very least slows down the inevitable enough for Sisko to reveal the corruption inherent in their awful, awful legal system. O’Brien’s lawyer sure wasn’t any help!

From one laboratory specimen to another Like he did with Taya in “Shadowplay,” Odo identifies with the Jem’Hadar child in “The Abandoned.” When he realizes that Starfleet is probably going to subject him to the same kinds of tests Odo underwent as a baby blob, he takes the kid under his wing to try to treat him more like a person. It doesn’t do much good, but at least Odo got to return him to his people.

You won’t be turning against them. They will have turned against you. We joke a lot on the podcast about how much of a fascist Odo can be. And he sure can, as you’ll see in the Worst Moments list, but he does a great job not succumbing to the draw of oppressing human rights in “Paradise Lost.” One of our favorite Evil Admirals, James Leyton, masterminds a military coup and Odo is there to work with Sisko to stop him in his tracks!

One raktajino, extra hot, two measures of kava Before Kira starts boringly pining after that dullard Shakaar in “Crossfire,” we get treated to some sweet scenes of Odo and her going about their morning briefings. And it’s downright adorable! Every morning, Odo replicates up a mug of raktajino just how Kira likes it and prepares for his chat with the major in a way that gets things off on the right foot. Cute!

Before I met her, my world was a much smaller place We have one more great Odo-Lwaxana moment to extol. It is just the tenderest, most selfless act for Odo to marry Lwaxana to get her and her baby out from under the rule of her Tavnian husband Jeyal in “The Muse.” When Odo declares all that Lwaxana has done for him and how she changed his life, we are amazed at how honest the speech is. Here’s to the happy couple!

Hardly the words of a Klingon Odo also proves to understand Klingon culture better than other Changelings (and probably some Klingons, for that matter!) in “Apocalypse Rising.” When Martok isn’t acting at all honorably about dispatching Gowron, Odo figures out that it’s Martok who’s the Changeling and exposes him to a crowd of the most honorable Klingons on Q’onos. And Gowron. Qapla’!

Well that’s fine with me, because I hate you too How could we complete a Best Moments list without mentioning his complex relationship with Quark? Their natural opposition and trademark snark make them excellent foils for each other, and though they claim the opposite in “The Ascent,” you can tell that under their sarcastic words, they really do love each other as they keep each other alive on the freezing mountain.

Now Mister Pyramid, here comes Mister Cube Watching Odo caring for the baby goo in “The Begotten” is downright adorable, but at the same time deeply sad. Odo reveals that he doesn’t want to see the baby poked and prodded like when Mora Pol was assigned to him, and he truly empathizes with the infant Changeling in a way that is so parental and personal. It makes the ending all the more heart wrenching.

You have my gratitude… and my blessing Speaking of heart-wrenching endings. Despite how much it troubles Odo that the Vorta all view him as some kind of god, Odo opts to try to help Weyoun 6 in “Treachery, Faith, and the Great River” as much as he can. And when Odo bestows the dying Weyoun with his blessing, it comes across as a kindness between people, regardless of whether he believes it or not.

Talk about a Great Link! Though Odo’s relationship with Kira Nerys started out squicky, as you’ll see in a moment, you can’t help rooting for them. And when Odo chooses being with this solid over someone of his own kind in “Chimera,” it feels like a big win. Odo may not be able to link with Nerys, but the equivalent he whips up in the closing scene is visually stunning and emotionally cathartic.

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Worst moments

Elementary, my dear: I obviously did it! First and foremost, Odo’s first duty is to justice and he just can’t help himself from solving a good mystery. So in “A Man Alone,” he keeps accidentally proving that he committed the murder of Ibudan all along, even though he didn’t. After all, Occam’s razor teaches us that the most obvious answer is probably that Changelings are behind it.

Taking his bucket and going home If I had a nickel for every time Odo quit his chief of security job in a huff… well I’d have two nickels but it’s still weird it happened twice. First in “Move Along Home” when Odo has a little tantrum when Primmin comes onboard and then AGAIN when Eddington comes onboard in “The Search.” Odo, I have no idea how old you actually are, but grow the hell up!

Untie my hands before you start to blame me Let’s just clump all our “Odo is a fascist” moments into this example. In “The Maquis,” Odo makes it clear that he wishes he were given unbridled power in order to keep the station safe, but of course that comes at the expense of civil rights. When he states that Terok Nor was safer under Cardassian occupation, you see just how little he initially cares for the people he’s protecting.

So happy together… except for Jadzia When Odo merges with Curzon during Jadzia’s zhian’tara in “Facets,” what we get is just an asshole who doesn’t want to reabsorb back into the symbiont, leaving Dax feeling incomplete. And while a lot of that is Curzon’s fault, Odo is a part of Curzodo, and he claims that this is how they both want it to be. He entirely fails to consider Jadzia’s personhood. What a selfish jerk.

Solids and liquids just don’t blend It’s never a good look for a guy to get personally offended when a girl doesn’t like him, but Odo shows us a master class in incel behavior in “Crossfire” when Kira’s relationship with Shakaar gets serious. Dude, she’s just not into you. There’s no reason to go ballistic in your quarters and break all our hearts by destroying the plant that Kira had gotten you as a quarters-warming gift.

You don’t even belong here. I do. Try as he might, Odo cannot undo the mistake he made that gets revealed in “Things Past” because this isn’t actually a time travel episode. The Shyamalan twist of this episode is that it was all Odo’s fault that three Bajorans had gotten executed seven years prior because the constable was too lazy to do his damn job and see that they were innocent all along.

This is what increased security looks like? 90% of the time, Odo’s infatuation with security goes above and beyond what should be reasonable. And yet, when a serial killer is murdering off Kira’s friends in “The Darkness and the Light,” he doesn’t notice when a) Furel and Lupaza sneak onto the station, b) they get blown to smithereens, and c) Kira absconds with his list of suspects. You’re losing your touch, Odo!

What’s a nice woman like you doing with a dataport? We gave Geordi stink for getting romantically involved with the woman he was investigating in “Aquiel.” We gave Julian stink for all the patients he grossly seduces. And you’d better believe we’re going to give Odo stink for banging the woman in witness protection he was supposed to be protecting in “A Simple Investigation.” Dude! Gross! That is so not okay!

Tell Kira I want her to know it was me! An alternate timeline Odo gets away with blinking out an entire society of people – the descendants of his friends, no less! – to stop Kira from getting killed. What’s even more screwed up is that our Kira would have preferred dying so this planet of living, breathing people could continue existing in “Children of Time,” but Gaian Odo could only think of how it affects him.

Solids just wouldn’t understand Odo gets tempted by the Female Changeling at the top of season six of the show, and it’s agonizing to watch him totally get suckered in by her dangling the Great Link over him all the time. In “Behind the Lines,” he’s so busy linking with her while his friends in the resistance need him that it foils their plans and gets Rom captured.

Turn her no into a yes! I rag on “His Way” a lot, and for good reason! It rewards toxic masculinity by giving Odo what he always wanted after Vic has tricked him and Kira into a date. It’s not all on Vic though! Odo valiantly refuses to get involved with Lola Crystal, but he is more than okay with wooing one that was supposed to be like the real thing! That’s not romantic, guys. That’s creepy.

Anyone can always steal a shuttlecraft! We already gave O’Brien stink for releasing feral Molly into the wild last week, and we’ll probably do it again when we get to our Keiko spotlight, but when it comes to “Time’s Orphan,” Odo’s hands are dirty too! When one of his security goons catches the O’Briens stealing a shuttle, Odo just lets them go. Where’s your sense of justice this week, constable?

— And that’s all the security footage we have this week from the station. Keep following us here as we shine the spotlight on Odo’s better half next week – the magnificent Ferengi himself: Quark! You can also keep following along with our watchthrough of Enterprise over on SoundCloud or wherever you listen to podcasts, harumph with us over on Facebook and Twitter, and watch out for rats! They might be Changelings!

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