#Technically I’m doxxing my last name here

[dark-raven-feathers]

The messiness of my desk was starting to get to me so I finally got around to clearing space

[fuckdidcringe]

r/DIDcringe, aka r/Systemscringe aka “Dissociative Alliance”

hi everyone, my name is bug. i’m writing this post on an alt account because my main twitter account got suspended when i posted this stuff on it, due to the people this shit is about stalking me and i’m assuming they and their friends mass reported my twitter account to get it taken down (because twitter’s bots don’t check your actual account when you’re mass reported, they just ban you no questions asked. i’m currently appealing the suspension.)

now obviously everyone knows who/what r/DIDcringe is (or was), it’s a subreddit about mocking “fake” systems, whether they be endogenic or traumagenic. i’m gonna start this post by saying that i’m not innocent here. i absolutely WAS a member of r/didcringe and the discord server to go along with it. the point of this post isn’t about me, but it’s about the people who are stalking me, and acting like I’M the only bad guy in a situation in which they had all already been telling me to kill myself en masse and they also doxxed me.

(this’ll go below a read more because it’s gonna be a long ass post.)

so what happened was, i joined a minecraft smp server for people who are systems a long while back (like sometime last year?) and i got banned for posting someone in that server to r/didcringe, this is when i was an active member on the reddit. i got banned from the smp server when the admins found out, however Grian from the Wynncraft System was one of the admins of the minecraft smp server, who, after me being banned, they THEMSELF joined the fucking r/didcringe discord server. (the hypocrisy is already showing itself in this little bit.) then what happened was the entire r/didcringe discord server pretty much got overrun by terfs. nearly every active user at that point was either a terf or someone like the Wynncraft System who had been sucked into the terf rhetoric. basically, the subject of sex work came up and i said it wasn’t rape. as in, 2 consenting adults with one of them being a sex worker IS NOT rape... because you.. consented to it.. as a grown adult. anyways, the people on the server didn’t agree with this opinion i guess, and claimed ALL sex work is rape (once again with the TERF/SWERF rhetoric) and started calling me a “rape apologist.” that’s when the suicide baiting and doxxing came in, as well as insulting me and calling me a rape apologist, which obviously i’m not. here is the google drive folder “calling me out”: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/131d1HPR8vW1mexC-WYSPYVZ4jcUlFKnw

this folder is created by a user known as “Grian” from the Wynncraft System, they, in fact, despite pretending to be innocent, actually told me to kill myself the MOST and is the most hypocritical person i’ve ever met. the screenshots below are of him calling me a rape apologist and saying i “need to” kill myself, which, as someone with psychosis is a specifically worded way to make someone enter an episode. that’s the kind of way a manipulative/abusive person tells someone to kill themself. obviously, i was thrown into a panic attack/mental episode/breakdown over all of this. which was when i said the insulting/hurtful things in the screenshots on that drive folder^^

not only Grian from the Wynncraft System is a piece of shit here, because plenty of the other people in this screenshot are horrible people as well! the person in the screenshot above, “Vingus” or “vinnie” was the one to doxx me. (technically it wasn’t doxxing but they searched my usernames/info to find my irl name, old job, etc.) they then attempted to email my old job and get me fired. look, i don’t give a fuck if you’re an asshole to me in drama on the internet, that’s not a reason to FUCKING DOXX SOMEONE AND ATTEMPT TO RUIN THEIR LIVELIHOOD IRL. 

here are more screenshots:

there’s vin doxxing me.

btw these are people who claim to have OSDD/DID and be trauma victims, they want sympathy when they treat other mentally ill people like this. do not befriend these freaks.

anyways, this is getting long enough already but here’s my side of the drama. here is a google doc folder with all my images, since these assholes will probably try their best to get this account/post banned too. (if this account/post disappears, it’s because they ARE stalking me and mass reporting any posts i make about them.)

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1ZDzUW2Kd5Ev6uRjgQmrd8Q5NS8XdUroW?usp=sharing

and here is a document containing most of the mods/admins who are the worst offenders in these images. https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Uqi-b2Kci07E9QnWJftpnKty7m77O5R_7eE_46BiZNE/edit?usp=sharing

anyways, everyone (except these people) have a nice day!

[migleefulmoments]

So... Abby responds to her family's intervention by obediently telling them she'll stop (ie. lying to them). She then immediately tries to find ways to keep the blog in secret, hiding behind various usernames, lurking on her coven's blogs, more time deleting posts from both blogs we know about. Meaning, instead of getting help, she spends even MORE time online engaging in more batshit crazy crap to cover her ass. Yeah, sure, that doesn't signal dire need for mental health intervention AT ALL.

It looks like that is what is happening.  We will have to see what the future holds. What does Abby do? 

So far the fandom is flailing. Cassie got a couple of anons- one that reads like those anons Abby used to send herself as it covers all the issues they are most upset about so perfectly well (My comments in parenthesis and italicized:: 

Anonymous asked: Even if I am unsure about CC itself, I don't buy M*arr*n. I just don't. And the other side is using doxing and the fact that you and others say things they don't like about M as an excuse to do so and as a way to detract from the fact that their couple goals have some pretty big, glaring plot holes in their love story. I've not seen anyone on this side of the fandom out or dox anyone publicly as a way of humiliation. M gave up her privacy by dating D, but Abby didn't and they were wrong. Period. 

cassie1022 answered: Nonnie, I swear every time they diagnose us as mentally ill or say we’re bitter hags, an LGBTQ angel gets his or her wings. We all know my beliefs, but there are MANY people that are like you and don’t know for sure about CC but sure as hell know Miarren isn’t a normal, healthy relationship. (Funny thing, I don’t remember anyone diagnosing Cassie as mentally ill. Cassie is alwasy the wallflower that nobody wants to dance with and she tries so hard to be part of the fun people. Last week she was sad because I hadn’t sent her a “hate” message (See comment in last post below) 

Even if I remove D from the situation, I would still think M is a lazy, spoiled toddler with no discernable work ethic coupled with a superiority complex that rivals the Cheeto in Command of the US.

You are absolutely correct. Our fandom just wants to be left alone. We don’t send hateful asks to the other side. We don’t have to. They feel they have the right to dox CCers because they don’t like what we say about M, a woman that would light a cigarette from the flames engulfing them and not call 911 to help them. I mean, honestly, it doesn’t get much lower than mocking someone’s death. Plus, as you correctly said, M put herself in the spotlight “dating” D. If she didn’t want that attention, she would have stayed in the background. There are plenty of celebrities married to non famous people and we don’t see them at every event like we do M. (It is BAFFLING to me that they can’t comprhend something as simple and obvious as the reasaon they “see Mia everywhere” is because they fucking stalk her and they hyperanalzye every photo Darren is in looking for her. If they started stalking Ben Feldman they would see his wife just as much as they see Mia).    

Bottom line is what they did to Abby was deplorable, but, just like their kween, they feel justified in doing whatever they want. This isn’t the first time they’ve crossed a line with regards to my friend, but it was the worst.

notes-from-nowhere Anon, they love to throw the guilt of their actions on our shoulders, it’s how they justify what they do to themselves. They need us to be the bad guys otherwise what is the only option left? (I never know what the hell Notes is trying to say- throw the guilt of our actions on their shoulders? I’d love an example of that. I can’t imagine what guilty action I put on their shoulder. As for needing them to be the bad guys or what do we have left? OMFG are you kidding me? We critcize the cc fandom for being misogynistic, homophobic, bullies who attack  Mia, Darren, Ricky and their own Nonnies. They have viscioulsy attacked people in their own fandom who dared to question them. But the biggest reason we push back is because THEY LIE. All the damn time. So what do we have left? Being on the right side, being correct, not lying, not needing to lie, and the joy of watching Darren live his best life)   

Leka got a couple of asks but her answers were weak, confusing and pointless. It’s clear she isn’t ready to take over as their leader. She repeated Abby’s main talking points, tried to use big words to sound smarter and basically ended up not making a lot of sense:

Anonymous asked: I could be wrong, and I hope I am, but I think the character on the HW poster holding the girl is D's character, it would fit if you look at the other guys on the poster, maybe this is already the first hint to show D's character is not gay and so technically not breaking the no more queer roles rule his team set for him. It won't make it any better because it's still a career on the bag of LGBTQ+ people with it's teams but it's technically not a broken rule. I just really need for things to change, I want them to so bad, it kills me seeing someone so kind in a situation like that, and I truly believe D is one of the kindest people in that horrible town. He deserves better than M, I wouldn’t even mind if he goes onto another beard but she and RR just need to go. I really think it’s crazy people still think everything HW is real and PR relationships don’t exist, I wished that place was just better and had a moral compass, people deserve more it kind of shows just how jaded this situation has made me, I can’t even enjoy amazing promo material without directly twisting it into something negative, I don’t want to be this way and if I feel like this I can’t even imagine how D must feel. He is stronger than I’ll ever be living through hell every day, even if he’s not ok he’s still here and holding on, I don’t know if I could in his position. Sorry for the long message and the unneeded negativity, I guess I just had to vent a little

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Leka answered: So let’s look at the way HW is described:

“Each character offers a unique glimpse behind the gilded curtain of Hollywood’s Golden Age, spotlighting the unfair systems and biases across race, gender and sexuality that continue to this day. Provocative and incisive, HOLLYWOOD exposes and examines decades-old power dynamics, and what the entertainment landscape might look like if they had been dismantled.”

I do consider this the very intriguing thing about the news. (And it just goes to show that believing everything you’re sold is being utterly and completely ignorant.) Let’s say you’re right because ofc it’s possible. How does R/aymond fit in here? Given the excessive way team shit has pushed that article, a technicality won’t be good enough. There has to be a better plan. This doesn’t match what’s been said in his name.

What I think is this doesn’t necessarily have to mean much. You know very well what you see doesn’t have to be the (full) truth. That doesn’t just apply to the real HW. Especially considering the time period of this show. And let’s not forget the pap pics we got at a gas station. This doesn’t rule out SB as an inspiration. I would advise anyone to read up on him. We don’t know at this point. As we keep saying, the best thing to do is to wait and see. I’m certainly interested in finding out more.

As time goes on, the danger of this situation keeps becoming even clearer to me. D deserves much, much better. He’s incredibly strong, but the most toxic person in his life needs to go and she’s more than welcome to take the jumping jackass with her. That’s definitely the most important thing right now. (I’m curious what the danger of Hollywood is?)

awesome-fanfictionada: @leka-1998I’m just wondering - it must have been D who got himself this job on HW, right? Couldn’t this have been done on purpose to counter that ridiculous statement - which wasn’t even accurate, if the source was that interview where he stated that he wouldn’t want to be a casting director? Could in this case RM be a friend?

leka-1998:  @awesome-fanfictionada Yes, he did that himself. Again. And he said the show’s been sold late in 2018. According to an article that came out later, it happened in February 2019. Not true.

HW has been a thing before that statement was made, which is indeed very different from the answer D himself gave during the interview. That’s what makes the article seem like sabotage by team shit. And standing in RM’s way is never a good idea. So while I will obviously never like him, I’m reserving judgment on his current role until we know more.

Anonymous asked: The underlying issue in general is really that social media has made it so people think they get an accurate glimpse into the lives of celebrities, when in reality social media, like everything else that is publicly released about them, is used as a marketing tool. People are actually more inauthentic than they've ever been because they feel pressure to maintain a certain image for social media at all times. So anyone who decides D is living honestly, it's because they want to believe he is.

Leka: True, nonnie. Just look at the text lines that are becoming more popular again. Not nearly as genuine as people want to believe. In D’s case, what has to be brought up? M. Oh Halloween and her amazing shopping skills praised on SM. The work fam honeymoon pic promoting the place they stayed at. Coa/chella for the H&M ad. Mardi Gras posted shortly after the mockery to promote the designer. I could obviously go on. Most of what we see on SM shows the person the 10 year crew wants him to be. And what looks like a split personality if you compare certain posts. Which brings me back to ‘they want to believe’, as what you’re saying clearly isn’t a secret. Anyone can choose to ignore it but at this point, if that’s the case even though you’re more or less paying attention, it’s really a conscious decision.

Oh btw, there’s a HW IG account now and it already has a D follow. Imagine that. R/oyalties co-stars, anyone?

Flowers didn’t get any asks. Amazing since she has more followers than I do and she bragged about getting more “notes” than me.  She did answer azscc who posted an odd rant that baffles me.  Who the fuck is azscc and who is posting anything about her? I realize I am not the only person in this fandom posting about ccers But I just checked all the blogs that I know of and nobody is talking about her; 

azsc  its so weird how chillarrens call me a bully while i only say something rude towards them if they write bullshit towards me. and its just ironic how chillarrens go around calling people bullies while they are the reason why tons of cc accounts use their accounts private or don’t post their opinions and etc. the real threat to the fandom are people like you. so instead of going around throwing shit on people and calling them “mental, delusional...” get a life. no cc believer goes around hunting for chillarren pics and insult the account owner so why don’t you all grow up and realize no one has to agree with your opinions. every crisscolfer blog/twitter page/insta acc basically stan accs never asked for your opinions on their pages so why don’t you just let it go? no one cares about what you all say or do so why are you forcing it this much?

call me a bully i am pretty much okay with that. its obvious that people are unable to understand basic sarcasm and irony and i am not judging because to actually understand what people say you have to at least have an average IQ level. and if you don’t have it, it’s okay but that doesn’t mean you can twist people’s words and post them all over the internet. but its lowkey really funny that i only had my instagram acc for something like 4/5 months and i received over 300 hate/insult/blackmail/death wish messages and etc. and who are you people to call us bullies? (Nobody is a Chillarren. Darren and Mia are married and Chris and Will are in a long-term relationsihp,  Nobody has to “ship” them in order to believe they are together. In America, we accept that when someone introduces their wife or their boyfriend they are telling the truth. It is customary to address that person as their wife or boyfriend respectively. The crisscolfers on the other hand, must use a fandom ship name because they are shipping two people who are not in a relationship and never were. All evidence indicates Chris and Darren are no long friends; they are nothing more than former co-workers-friendly and polite when they see one another but no longer involved in one another’s lives. Chris and Darren both have denied (more than once) that the were ever in a relationship).  .   

flowersintheattic254 I have never in my whole time here posted an anon to a Miarren account. I have no desire to. I’m confident in my beliefs.

The interesting thing for me is that I’ve been here for about four years now and in that time I’ve seen the head of the fandom disappear, other people disappear because their families have been doxed, established long-term cc blogs with a wealth of history deleted without warning. I myself have had my daughters threatened.  This sort of stuff doesn’t happen anywhere in the fandom but here here. If we are a bunch of delusional crazy middle-aged women then this shouldn’t happen. (Who was doxed? Who dissappered? It’s all “liar liar” with everything ccers say. In the last 4 years Abby has been the only leader of the cc fandom. Michelle left between 4 and 5 years ago because her outrageious cc comments threatened her ability to raise money for her little Klaine-fanfic rip-off movie. I vaguely remember someone asking flowers how her daugther’s would feel if they read what she writes- hardly a threat. If there was something more she never posted any proof. As for blogs being deleted- so was D-Criss News.  It happens. The only cc blog that I know of that disappeared was DisneyPrincessModelWorld’s original blog which had was a hot mess of lies and catfishing. She visciously bullied Mia. Hardly someone to mourn their blog being deleted). 

It’s shocking that an actor may lgbt causes such drama. (HUH?)

Flower’s comment is so disingenuous. While it is technically true -she hasn’t sent me anons, she HAS instead publically ridiculed me and frankly, I can’t see how that is any different? I’d say it’s worse because they wanted their followers to see what they wrote and the only way to ensure that is to post it on their blogs. Flowers and Abby posted many public “Michy” posts.  Here is her most recent: 

flowersintheattic254Oh and I guess Michy sent us all some hate today.

I guess I have way more followers than you and only about 4 that send hate. You haven’t for ages.

I think I have over 70,000 hits currently to my blog. I must be saying something interesting.

He’s been married allegedly for a year and people still doubt. That’s gotta hurt you. Anyway......

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ajw720 Michy told me today today that the outing couldn’t possibly be promo, because JS was only cast in September!  What a moron who clearly doesn’t know how HW works.  Sweetheart, it was ANNOUNCED in September;)

I was waiting for a few more months, but in 4 years, since i have been tracking, i have almost a million! (976,695 to be precise).

It is amazing that so many people care about what us bat shit crazy, irrelevant, psychologically unstable, threatening, hateful tin hats have to say!  And that does not include people reading on their dash or that hit you on the app!  So yep, Michy, clearly what we are saying is being monitored by someone.  And clearing making people think!! But you keep wasting your time writing for your audience of 4:)

cassie102 I feel left out, Michy didn't come at me today. Must hurt like hell knowing you're a joke that perpetuates a bigger joke.

leka-1998 Birds of a fake feather flock together. When the right person says tomorrow’s Christmas, tomorrow’s Christmas. Get ready, everyone.

If I narrow it down to the last six months, about 10,000 btw. Hm strange.

flowersintheattic254 @ajw720 the number of hits you have give me oxygen. If Michy thinks they are haters then she is delusional. People know when they are being sold something fake and they look for answers.

[madamedevien]

I have been blessed and tagged by the lovely @lord-diavolo-is-watching and @autisticobeymefan - thank you!

Name: deVien (sorry - if I gave you my actual name y’all have enough information that you could probably actually find me and I don’t wanna dox myself >>; ) Nickname: Some speople have called me Devi here - IRL my friends have been known to call me Kitten or Madame :) Gender: Female Star Sign: Virgo (although a majority of my other planets are in Scorpio!) Current time: 14h30 (only because I had to take OVER TWO FREAKING HOURS to deliberate over the next two questions - it was agonising). (Oh god, the next 2 are the hardest questions for me) Favorite song Artists: I’ve got a few: Rammstein, Britney Spears, Panic! At the Disco, Fall Out Boy, Sambomaster, Michael Buble, Stromae, MAXIMUM THE HORMONE, Maroon 5, Dragonette, Charles Aznavour, My Chemical Romance, VITAS, Rufus Wainwright, Utada (Hikaru), MIKA, Justin Timberlake, Shakira, Jacques Brel, and more...(this doesn’t include anything like musical casts or film soundtracks, so count yourself lucky...) Favorite Song: hhhhhhhhh, okay, if I could only ever listen to one song forever GUN TO HEAD, I’d have to pick ‘Jump in the Line’ by Harry Belafonte. It’s so catchy, y’know? Runner up is another peppy one, ‘Those Lazy, Hazy, Crazy Days of Summer’ by Nat King Cole.  Song stuck in your head: Matchistador - Extended by -M- (francophone friends, don’t judge me stp) (ALLER MACHO, MACHO, MACHISTADOR, MACHO, MACHO - J’ADORE!) The last movie you saw?: In cinema? Knives Out.  Last thing I Googled: A million different questions about the new Coral Nintendo Switch Lite >> Other Blogs: Just this one! :) Main Blog: This one, hahahaha! Do you get asks?: Not particularly, in honesty  Reason for your URL: Well, I got super excited when I found out that the bakery is called ‘Madam deVian’s’ because that’s soooooo close to my name...so, I thought it was appropriate for a blog name! Average amount of sleep: Well, normally between 4 and 9...but I can easily sleep 12 if you leave me to it >>’ Lucky Number: 9! I was born on 09/09, weighing 9lb9oz, just before 9h00 and apparently after 9 hours of labour c: Currently wearing: My favourite pj pants and a long sleeved olive top. I’m technically working, so I made sure to throw on a real-person shirt incase a conference call suddenly gets called... Dream Job: Honestly? Too many to choose - but I’d love to be a proper professor of modern language. Could I also be a trophy wife to a well-educated millionaire who genuinely loves me and I genuinely love them and we go gallavanting around the world together? Dream Trips: I’ve been super lucky that I’ve already gotten to do my dream trips!  I’ve travelled through Kobe, Osaka, Kyoto and Tokyo (Japan) and Saint Petersburg with a day trip to Moscow (Russia). I’d like to travel more extensively through both countries though - but I do try to save more for Japan because it was nice to be able to fan over weeby things >> Fav Foods: Ice cream. No contest.  Play any Instruments: Sadly not :c I did try the recorder, flute, piano and violin in school (spoiler alert: I was shit at all of them). Oh, so many of you guys have done this already - so, I’m going to tag @popcherrypop @onemistresstorulethemall and @3rdgymbros because I think you’re the only three that I haven’t seen do it? You’re not at all obliged though! c:  Anyone who would like to but wasn’t tagged, please do it and you can tag me as the person who tagged you if it tickles your fancy - I love learning more about everyone!!!

[thelastarchangelaskblog]

Session 14

Last session we left off right at Theodore Coulson’s introduction! This session picks up immediately afterwards!

The entire party is present!

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(Read more.)

We’re inside the house, and we’re figuring out where to sit as Clint and Natasha have gone off with Theodora to speak to her.

@thechaoticwave: Can I perch on the beams?

DM ( @the-grey-hunt:) No, there's not enough space for someone your size.

inu: Be a bat!

thechaoticwave: Can I be a bat?

Bob proceeds to fail his throw with a Nat 1 and lands on the floor.

DJ (doxblogsstuff) and Zira ( @heliocentricgeometric) are concerned about a possible concussion.

DJ: How many fingers am I holding up?

Bob: 43.

Zira strongly suspects a concussion.

Bob: I'll live.

Zira: You have a concussion.

Bob: I have zero concussions.

Bob holds up a zero with his hand to indicate this.

Zira: That's something someone with a concussion would say.

Someone comes into the room with snacks and honey in bowls.

Helio: Zira is a heathen who would absolutely eat straight honey. 

There is a very pretty tapestry in the room Tony’s looking at. It’s written in Elven.

DM: Do you speak Elven? 

inu: Nope. 

Dox: DJ does! 

DM: Good for you. You didn't make the check.

The tapestry is nice and Tony has no idea what’s written on it. 

Theodora Coulson comes in later, rather upset by the fact that there’s a cult in Neverwinter. She starts sending letters out, and is then even more upset by the fact that her son is going to be out past curfew and that’s dangerous.

Why is there a curfew? Because the jarl’s daughter was kidnapped way back when and a priest executed for the crime and others imprisoned. They’re still imprisoned. They’re all of the Temple of Erathis.

Sooo...we volunteer to go find the guy.

Tony: But what does he look like?

DM: Clint described him to you elaborately.

Tony: But what is the description 

DM: You have it.

(The description is super vague, guys.)

DM: This is a young man vaguely resembling Phil Coulson, who you haven't met yet.

We go out into Neverwinter in search of her son, eventually finding him trying to pin down a doctor.

The son: Who are you?

Zira: I don't really matter.

The son: That's an odd thing to say. I don't really believe you.

Zira: I'm a Doctor. Technically.

We convince the son we can help his friend. Rhodey ends up being able to do so with Lay on Hands and we then return to Theodora’s house to sleep.

Tony picks an uncomfortable sleeping position propped up against a wall with no cushions because certain people (DJ and Zira) stole them for a pillow fortress.

Tony: Well, I’m not seeing any cushions around...

Dox: DJ takes a cushion and throws it at Tony's head. Hard.

Thanks to a timely warning from JARVIS, Tony catches it easily.

There’s a brief moment where we’re teasing @rebaobsessions to please describe what exactly Rhodey is doing as he’s lying down by Tony. Is his head on Tony’s lap? What’s going on?? No, he’s just lying down right next to Tony, perpendicular to him, and his head is by Tony’s hip. He uses a bedroll for cushioning.

Tony doesn’t suggest anything here.

inu: Tony's leaning up against the wall. How comfortable is the wall, Alatar?

DM: ...It's a wall.

Tony wakes up in the middle of the night to find out the response to some of Theodora’s letters. The Horned Crown contact in Neverwinter has been captured, so that’s good. He goes back to sleep.

The next morning...

DJ: Name? 

DM: You sound like a bureaucrat. 

Bob/Zach: DJ? 

DJ: Your name? 

@imagine1117: DJ has paperwork to fill out

Clint and Natasha leave the next morning to head to the prison for more information.

thechaoticwave (about Clint & Natasha): Before they leave...

Everyone: gasps

thechaoticwave: I give Clint one bolt and one arrow.

They return later, but when they wish to go back to the prison it’s clear that we’re not really wanting to let them go by themselves since it was our intel that got them the contact (de Morea) in the first place.

Natasha is reluctant (but if she had issues about our interrogation techniques she could have stepped in any time).

Natasha gives Tony and Bob a very pointed look.

Zira persuades them otherwise with the threat/promise that we’ll do mischief.

DM: The idea of you unsupervised is somehow worse.

Someone: Imagine us just doing things with no one to stop us.

Someone: The last time we did that, someone ended with their forearm being cut off.

Once we’re at the prison, we’re informed we need to disarm ourselves. We’ve already left most of our weapons behind, so it just remains to take off what remains.

Clint: They’re not gonna let any weapons inside, so you might wanna leave some behind.

DM: He gives Rhodey a pointed look.

inu: Oh my god, he doesn’t know about the bag of holding.

JARVIS is also left downstairs because the guards don’t trust the look of him. We meet up with the guard captain and inform her about the scorpions. She’s surprised.

Zira: You're saying the roads haven't always been terrible and dangerous and murderous?

Natasha is first up to interrogate de Morea, pretending to be an accomplice of his. She works it marvelously, and he reveals they have more in the city and the abandoned temple of Erathis is a meeting point.

After some discussion, Tony is sent in as Cavlan while wearing the Ring of Disguise to trick de Morea into believing the jig is up and they have incriminating evidence on him and his involvement in the Horned Crown. Rhodey goes with him to pretend to be a guard.

It works. It...works a little too well. De Morea gets a surprise attack with Finger of Death and because our DM neglects to tell us what the damage type is, we spend a few minutes thinking Tony is dead until I look it up and realize that no, he’s just badly injured and unconscious.

Tony ends up revived by Rhodey, who evaded Feeblemind. JARVIS is still downstairs.

DM: You’ve gotten to one plot point of many; you’re not getting out of this that soon.

Zira sprints into the cell to join the fight!

DM: What does spiritual weapon look like? 

Helio: ...fuck.

Everyone else’s interference leads to de Morea plane shifting right out of the cell. He’s seen Zira.

DM: And he vanishes.

Helio: FUCK 

Dox: SHIT 

We don’t know what spell he used until Luna realizes.

DM: Luna, you know he cast plane shift.

imagine: Hold on; I'm looking up what that is.

Luna: Oh, fuck.

The guards are upset, but it’s clear we’re not to blame for what happened and we’re led to a different room. Tony is fully healed up by Bob and JARVIS is not budging from his side now that they’re reunited.

While we’re in this room and discussing what to do, Zira realizes the portrait on the wall is very familiar. Familiar enough that she realizes the kidnapped daughter is her friend from the Horned Crown.

Natasha asks her questions about the Horned Crown and Zira’s relation.

Zira: They needed more recruits, and I was there, and no one cared if the freak of the village went missing.

Everyone else is overwhelmed at the magnitude of the mess.

DJ: How are we gonna do this? 

Zira: Oh, you know, by getting murdered. For funsies

DJ: They laid Tony out in a single hit. 

Tony, underneath his breath: It wasn't a single hit. 

DM: Jarvis understands you.

After the revelation of the friend and more info from Zira, Natasha slips out with Clint. She returns some time later with a missing poster in her hand.

On the poster is...Zira’s birth name, and the revelation that her mother has been looking for her from the moment she was kidnapped.

Aaaand...that’s the end of the session!

[osmw1]

Crowbar Nurse   Chapter 14 — Vows of Love and Banging Against the Wall (No, Not Like That)

“Three hours left until game over, eh?”

Kiryū looked as if he were lost in thought. Difficult thoughts.

“Since you’re so familiar with this game, Sera, lay it out for us. What’s our best plan of action? After all we’ve been through to train our army and to gather munitions, it’d be a waste to simply ditch them here. But if evacuating to the dating sim world is the better choice, then so be it.” “Hmm, what should we do…?”

I too had to collect my thoughts. Now that we had all cooled off, it made it a little easier to think.

“… It would be simple enough to go to the dating sim world. However, we would leave DMC3 in its ‘bad ending’, meaning that we might possibly never be able to return here.” “Perhaps. But since the game would be finished… the game might start from the beginning again.” “Yes, of course that’s possible as well.”

Elizabeth had a point. The game may very well restart.

“Once thing is for sure though. Now is our only chance if we want to save this world. The town may be destroyed by thermobaric missiles next time we come back. Not to mention that the player ‘You’ who triggered the ending might not want to simply give it all up either.”

Saying that, I then turned to the two of them with all seriousness.

“And so, let me suggest an idea. Let’s rewrite the ending.” “Whaddya mean?”

I nodded at Kiryū, acknowledging his curiosity.

“Before the thermobaric bombs drop on Confi City, we will go trigger the ‘truck ending’ conditions. If we manage to pull that off, then we can avoid the ‘thermobaric missile–strike bad ending’.” “… And on the chance that we don’t manage to?”

Elizabeth spoke with such nervousness, I could almost see her quivering as I replied.

“… In the case that we can’t find ‘You’ within three hours, then we would probably have no choice but to abandon them. If we can’t get the truck ending to start, then we’ll immediately jump to the dating sim world.” “Hmm… Well, it’s worth givin’ it a shot.”

Kiryū was willing. That leaves just one.

“If we don’t, it might come to bite us in our asses when we get back home. We’ll have to live with those demons, y’know?” “… Heh, I suppose so. Okay, then.”

She responded with a slight chuckle, but still evidently nervous.

“Yes, you are correct. It is obviously wrong to not save a life when we have the ability to do so. … The opposite was true for my last time. It was as if killing each other was the obvious answer. I didn’t want to die, so I believed that abandoning others was the correct choice. But that isn’t right, is it? … Truthfully, I’m extremely grateful that it was you two whom I met in this world.” “And here I thought your apprehension was towards us.”

I had hoped that cracking jokes would ease her if just a little.

“We’ll be alright, Elizabeth. It’s not like what we’re trying to do is really that difficult. All we have to do is run over a couple of zombies with a truck on our way out. If we really do find it an impossibility, then… yes, unfortunately, we may have to give up on saving ‘You’. But in that case, the next world we’ll hop to is a visual novel dating sim for girls. Sure, we don’t know which exact game it is yet, but think about it. We’ll have so much Kiryū-level eye candy to feast on!”

Elizabeth held back another quiet laugh as Kiryū gently rapped the back of my head with his knuckles.

    We then spent about thirty minutes to talk over our truck ending action plan and equip our hellish army. Elizabeth didn't have the stamina to even be in a shouting match, let alone a full-on brawl with zombies, and so we delegated her to hold down the fort. With the troops standing guard outside, we figured she should be safe in the safehouse. That left Kiryū and me with a handful of soldiers. Our plan was to head to the end of Uptown, gang up on the gun shop owner miniboss, and then steal his grenade launcher. That’s where we were at now: duping the nade launcher at the gun range.

“Ah, jeez, I could really go for a drink right about now.” “I thought you’d be pukin’ already seein’ how much you just guzzled down.”

Kiryū poked fun at me, but I shook my head no.

“That stuff doesn’t hit the spot. It tastes exactly like booze, but you can’t get drunk off it at all.”

A disappointed sigh crept out from my lips.

“I wish I had some of the real stuff. That way, I can drink to forget all about this scary stuff and hurry home to snuggle in bed.” “… Are you scared?”

I couldn’t help but feel a little irked by his question as he handed me more launchers.

“Of course I am. How could I not be? You know we’re making a huge gamble for this city that’s potentially going to be wiped off the face of the earth in just a few hours, right? Of course I would rather just say ‘screw it’ and curl up in a blanket.” … But there’s no way I could possibly do that.”

I heaved the launchers into the buggy and then a deep, heavy sigh. I don’t know what he was thinking at the moment, but Kiryū looked straight at me before speaking.

“… You really are strong.” “As if. I’m not in the slightest.”

I brushed him off with another shake of the head.

“… If I seem in anyway strong, that’s a misunderstanding on your part, Kiryū. I’m wracked with anxiety over what if I made the wrong choice for us. Because the truth is I’m not strong at all, but that’s why I’m trying my damnedest to put on a brave face.” “Even if it’s just you putting on a brave face, I can’t count how many times you’ve saved me in this world.”

My thoughts froze as my eyes bulged wide. Still, I had to keep my hands moving. I began tying the extra launchers onto the soldiers with makeshift ropes. But as I finished, Kiryū faced me directly.

“… I saved you, huh? You sure like to exaggerate.” “Maybe you’ve forgotten, but I haven’t. We’ve been in a hopeless situation ever since the beginning. But I’ve managed this far without losing my marbles was all because I had you with me.” “… It’s not like you’re okay just because you’ve met me. You’re always so calm and calculated in your every move.” “Think back to when I questioned Elizabeth. Do you still think so?” “Well… I mean…”

I looked down at the ground before I knew it. I mean, he’s right. He did lose his cool that time. Kiryū scratched the back of his head as he continued, as if he were felt awkward or embarrassment.

“… Like I said before, there’s no one who understands this all as well as you do, someone who’s a total zombie game nerd. Maybe you’ll be right. Maybe you’ll be wrong. But whatever it may be, you’ll have our unconditional support in whatever you choose to do. And being here in this strange, weird world, I don’t blame you one bit for thinking it’s scary. But there’s nothing to be too afraid of either… we’ll be alright. We’re in this together.”

He finished speaking by gently placing his hand on top of my head. It was obvious that Kiryū didn’t mean to hit on me, but rather simply wanted to give me a pep talk.

I remember thinking the same when we first met: Kiryū’s hand sure is warm…

I blinked as I felt the warmth of his palm. Whether it was intentional or not, it brought me composure, allowing me to think. … To think about how Kiryū speaks. How he can’t help but point out all technical inaccuracies. How he’s just a little too serious and a tiny bit tactless. I had the same thought before I fainted, but I’m absolutely certain I’ve met Kiryū before. No. I’ve heard his voice before. I thought about it at length and came up with only one possible explanation.

  “… Umm, Kiryū?” “What’s up?” “I… I just had a sudden thought.” “Mhm?” “Kiryū, you mentioned you were a game dev, right? In Shinjuku?” “… Yeah, that’s right.”

His affirmation had a tinge of curiosity. Curious as to why I brought it up now. I looked into his eyes.

“There’s something about the way you speak that gives me a nagging feeling that I’ve heard your voice somewhere before. And, we were just talking about it earlier, but I said my friends and I like to hang out and play dating sims together.” “Yeah.” “Of course, that includes Rainbow Dreams as well.” “…” “It somehow came across my mind just now. My friend who’s a big fan of Kiryū Sōichirō had once showed me this video. I remember her getting super excited about how this game dev who was rumored to be Kiryū’s model posted that video. About a year or two ago, a video about a dating sim developer playing the party game Werewolf came out, right?”

His mouth may be closed, but Kiryū’s eyes were locked open. It seemed like I had hit the nail on the head. I leaned in close to his ear and whispered for confirmation.

“Hey, Kiryū. Perhaps your real name is…” followed by the name of the game dev’s in that video.

“… That’s me.”

He muttered and slumped his shoulders in disappointment or so I thought… but his bright red cheeks and banging the wall suggested he was more so mortified than anything. The walls of the shooting range were shaking by now, yet he kept punching with all his might. It made me wonder if he could tear down the building by himself. I suppose it was extremely shameful for his name to be doxed. Looking at bashful Kiryū somehow made me embarrassed too. I chuckled out loud before I could catch myself.

“Ahaha… I had a hunch, but I didn’t think you’d admit to it either. Oh, wow, Kiryū, so you’re the one who made Rainbow Dreams, hey? How about those rumors about you being the model for Kiryū? Is that true too?” “N-No way! I have nothing to do with that game! I was simply hired to do the programming for it, so I have nothing at all to do with the writing or art! The character designers or producers used my likeness without my permission is all!” “You are involved in the game then? That’s so impressive and amazing. It’s the first time I’ve met someone who was part of the team that made one of my favorite games!” “Gah…!”

Kiryū flinched as he saw my beaming face. Seemingly, he didn’t expect me to be so wowed by it all.

“… It’s a visual novel dating simulator catered to a female audience, y’know?” “I’m familiar.” “But it was made by a dude.” “And that’s super cool!” “Y-You think that’s… cool?”

Kiryū scrunched up his face, bewildered by the fact that anyone would think it was a positive thing.

“I think it’s honest work… But you don’t seem to like it very much, do you?” “… I didn’t have much of a choice; it was the only work I could get.”

I blankly blinked at his response as he avoided eye contact with me.

“No choice? Oh, that’s right. You seemed to know quite a bit about VR games, FOV, haptic feedback, and stuff like that. Was that what you really wanted to do instead?” “Oh, that… I’ve just been reading a lot into it lately is all. Not that I’m an expert in it or anything. I’ve made a little test project before, but I haven’t made any published any games like that before. … Making your own game with your own abilities then putting your name out there in the world… It’s a really daunting thing, y’know?” “Wow… But you’re still making Rainbow Dreams. I still think it’s amazing how you’re a part of this game that’s beloved by so many people. … Oh, Kiryū! When we get back, do you think I could get your autograph? I wanna brag about you to my friends!” “Whaaaaaat?!”

This time, he was flabbergasted but also looked as if he hated the very concept of what I had just said. I panicked and tried to take back my words.

“I’m so sorry! You don’t have to. It’s just that… I thought it’d be something nice to look forward to when we make it safely back home. But now that I think about it, you’re embarrassed by this all, right? Sorry for asking for such a weird favor. Let’s just forge—” “No, that’s alright. I’ll do it.” “Huh?” “… I’m nobody famous or nothin’, so it’s not like my signature is particularly exciting or what have you. But if it makes you happy, I’ll sign as many things as you want. So, let’s all get out of this together alive. That’s a promise, Sera.” “… I promise!”

I didn’t think I would’ve been so overcome with emotion, but I found myself jumping into Kiryū’s arms. After a brief moment of shock, he dryly laughed aloud as he patted me on my back. … And though we were surrounded by the unstoppable hellish army lugging around giant grenade launchers, we paid them no mind at all.

—We’re definitely making it out of here alive.

Whatever paralyzing fear I felt in my very core had disappeared in an instant.

■Werewolf Also known as Mafia, Werewolf enjoyed a brief fad where game developers and gamers would gather in person and stream themselves playing together. Kiryū is presumed to have most likely been roped into playing. As it was an utmost humiliating memory for him, Kiryū seemed to have tried everything in his powers to scrub the video off the internet but to no effect.

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[lastsonlost]

In today’s world, we know that Misandry is treated as a joke, whereas Misogyny is taken very seriously. In fact, Time magazine declared that Misandry is just a joke and us men are just being whinny when we point it out. Yet, when we men even disagree with a woman, or spread our legs on a bus, we are misogynist shitlords.

Last month, this idea of Misandry became apparent. “How To Destroy A Man Now” was released on Amazon. That goes into what the title says, destroying men.

“How to Destroy A Man Now” was born from the #metoo movement, which started with the allegations of Harvey Weinstein’s many, many years of repeated abuse of women, allegations that were well-known in Hollywood (not that actresses didn’t use it to their advantages). Not long after its inception, it became a way to shame all men, from the suggestion that men can’t use it to Minnie Driver getting angry with Matt Damon who said that we shouldn’t treat all forms of sexual harassment the same way. Then came the False Accusations and so many women coming forward to state they were raped, including Monica Lewinsky stating she was raped by President Bill Clinton all those years ago, despite her always saying it was consensual, even as far back as four years ago. #metoo has proven to be quite opportunistic for women to get into the limelight.

“How To Destroy A Man Now” is divided into two sections: destroying a man online and destroy a man in the workplace. Both make use of three elements to accomplish this: Allegations, Media, and Authorities.

Allegation

This section suggests that you start with an accusation, but rather than report this to anyone of authority, you instead set up to make it look like it could be true. Now if the book differentiated between only doing this to those actually guilty and doing it to the innocent, I could understand to a degree, but the book makes no distinction between those who committed a crime against women and those that women simply want to destroy with false accusations.

With online allegations, this involves going to fan submitted news sites to post a story about someone, or a website that will post anything about anyone and will take it down if the target pays money (which is technically extortion.) The purpose of this is so when you do a Google search of someone’s name, the first page is filled with your accusation, most likely sexual harassment or rape accusations.

With workplace allegations, it’s about spreading rumors amongst other coworkers, telling them that a man has committed something against you, and getting everyone to turn on said man, whether it is true or not. Doing so in the workplace is suggested as a good way to silence a man for disagreeing with a woman, and to steal any promotion he may have.

Media

For destroying men online, technically internet news sites are media. However, this recommendation was to go to more established media to report on it. The media can say just about anything they want if they use the right words, such as allegation, and they won’t be held to any consequence for basically suggestion that an allegation may be true.

The allegation comes from all the work you’ve done to make accusations on various website to show up on google search results. And the Internet and News Media never lies, so it must be true. The kicker here is, whether people actually believe it or not, no one wants to be associated with those who could even possibly have done it. Like college campuses, the court of public opinion is based on the 50.0000001% “preponderance” of evidence suggesting they might have done it.

For the workplace, it’s briefly touched upon, but really skipped over, as there is no use of media when it comes to the workplace, unless said company has been made aware of an allegation and failed to address it. Then you can shame the company for creating hostile work environment.

Authority

With the internet and the media saying something is “true,” now you can go to the authorities and report the “crime,” as the police must take notice that it is being reported on. Rather than going to the police first, this book recommends painting them as guilty before anyone of authority steps in. I believe this would also taint a possible jury pool if the internet and new media reports them as guilty. Even if the police don’t arrest or the courts don’t convict, a person is forever tainted as ‘possibly guilty.’

With the workplace, having spread rumors about someone, now is the suggested time to go to HR. HR wants what’s best for the company, which primarily means not getting sued by an employee, especially a female one complaining of sexual harassment or feeling unsafe in a work environment. While the guy in question may not get fired, they will be spoken to by those of authority in the company, and told to change their behavior in order to keep their job. The book gives the example a man who disagrees with a woman’s idea. The company’s response to the situation is that the man is discouraged from doing that. This man is now forever tainted as someone who hates women in the workplace, even if they’ve never done anything but the be the best worker.

Conclusion

Is this book a Poe?

Possible. However, I’m inclined to think that this book is for real. Even if it’s not, I’m amazed that Amazon has it on their site. While there is a lot of immoral content (such as doxxing, self-victimization, spreading rumors), there are some illegal recommendations included that could result in jail time for anyone who acts on them and is subsequently caught (at least, if you were a man. A woman is likely to get a slap on the hand.) This book doesn’t deny what it is, a means to destroy men’s life and have no remorse for your actions.

When I saw this book, I felt very strongly that it shouldn’t be on the market. If it was for just immoral recommendations, I would know that is covered by the First Amendment, as it does not protect against hurt feelings. But illegal suggestions? First Amendment doesn’t cover that, especially False Accusations.

I contemplated on how to get Amazon to take this off the market, and then I got an idea of what I personally could do. Tit for tat! I published my own book (in accidental celebration of International Women’s Day, as that is when it was published) titled, “How to Destroy A (Wo)Man Now“, keeping the DAMN acronym.

In this book, I discuss ways to destroy a woman emotionally. I do not include anything illegal, as that is a line I won’t cross (though cheating is technically illegal in some first world countries, but rarely enforced,) and I state in the book that you shouldn’t do anything illegal, as the law works against men.

As stated at the end of the book, I strongly recommend that no one use these methods, and doing so would make you a bad person. I explain my reasons for making this book: I want to put pressure on Amazon to take it (and hopefully the original book) down. It is my hope that as my book becomes more popular, Feminists and SJW’s will pressure Amazon to take it down, as it is blatant misogyny.

What Amazon does from there is anyone’s guess. Hopefully both books come down. I don’t want my book on the market, and I definitely don’t want the other on the market. Quite possibly, Amazon will remove my book but not the other. This will look bad for Amazon, because then the question becomes, why does a misogynist book get taken down and not a misandrist book?

The only way this can happen is if my book becomes popular enough that it is featured on their front page and sent out in emails as a recommendation for people to read. This will draw attention from many that this is a blight on Amazon’s store and should be taken down, which will result in Amazon taking action. So I encourage you to pick up a copy and encourage other’s to do so as well, so we can encourage Amazon to take action of these two books.

Anything I say study their playbook, memorize their tactics and build a defense.

[askwendyokoopa]

Kirmun’s Dilemma

askwendyokoopa, like kongnextdoor (who they defended them trying to ‘doxx’ me), has very little footing in the community, but I suggest blocking them too, since they always add stupid things to your photo / text posts. I have a popular friend in the mario community that blocked them because they attempted to flirt with their Mario through their art.

((Does anybody know what she’s talking about in that last sentence? I know she still has spies friends here following me because one of you meaners told her that thing, even though I told you not to. That was a fake tag because she’s blocked me... tags don’t always go through when they’re real anyway, so there’s only two ways she could have found out. 1) if she’s still hanging around, and 2) if some fudger told on me. However, I can now use this to my advantage because you can anonymously tell me how I flirted with Mario and/or confirm which Mario it was.

Last thing I did was send a ★ to redbromario because Rule #2 clearly states: “I am semi-selective. Even if you’re not mutals with me, you can engage in a thread! However, I have the right to not roleplay with you if your blog’s themes make me uncomfortable.” So, like any sane person I sent an ask and waited to see if my blog’s themes made them uncomfortable. Or any of the millions of other valid reasons someone would choose not to RP with someone else, the point is how was any art involved? I can see the flirting, although technically the ball is in Mario’s court; depending on what they decide to bold it could end up flirtatious or not. Either way, I’m not sure how that was even a mildly bad thing, so I would appreciate it if someone could explain it to me.

Also, I’m not sure if this is one of her reading comprehension things, or her intentionally misrepresenting things to make others look bad. This is the original post, does it sound like I’m trying to defend Stacy? I believe it’s clear that I say that she is the lesser between two evils. And that I’m not worried about getting stuck in the middle of a Doxxing war because any idiot could find my Mun account, and thereby my facebook and home address, etc. by now. There’s only one person in California with my name... maybe in the world. So when I doxxed myself 5 years ago I pretty much gave tumblr the chance to destroy me, and they didn’t. Because up until this year nobody thought that childhood continued on until you were 19... or maybe even longer? Kirmun never has stated at what point she accepts adulthood.))

[paperscraps-and-inkstains-blog]

Problem

“Richman!” Agent Abernathy’s tone was strident, grating on the brunette male’s nerves. Great. She was already pissed. Just what Ryker wanted to deal with first thing in the morning.

“Yes ma’am?” Ryker asked, taking off his sunglasses as he stepped into the entryway of her office. Agent Abernathy, her fiery curls pulled into a neat bun, arms crossed over the chest of her gray Armani suit, motioned for him to enter, picking up a manila file.

“I need you to track this person down- they’ve got a whole web of firewalls and phony IP addresses, so it’ll be tough- and I need it done yesterday, got it?”

Ryker cocked an eyebrow, accepting the folder. “… yeah, alright… anything else?”

“Yes, next time, take your fucking sunglasses off at the front door. Most of the higher ups don’t know our genius hacker is also a pothead college kid, I’d like it to stay that way.”

Ryker saluted, receiving an annoyed ‘smartass’ to which he replied ‘buzzkill’, turning and disappearing down the hall to the remodeled storage closet they called his office. Tossing the file on his desk, the male wandered about the room, tossing his jacket and bag onto the bean bag in the corner before turning his attention to his wall of computer monitors.

Clicking on the Sirius radio, he selected one of the louder channels- trying to make his distaste at the unfair demands evident to the entire office- before he finally set to work.

 Four aliases, six fake social media accounts, and three hours later, Ryker had little to nothing on this asshole. Sitting backwards in his computer chair, the male stared each social media account. They were only linked to two of the four aliases, the first alias- Peter Parker- having Parker Peters, Parker Peterson, and Peter P. Arker, the second alias- Steve Rogers- having Roger Stevenson, Steven R. O. Gers, and Roger Steves. And so far, he had a small list of similarities.

A, both aliases were the names of male superheroes.

B, both superheroes were mutants who’d started out as weak nerds.

C, both were technically avengers.

D, none of these accounts had anything useful. Addresses were all Wal-Mart parking lots. Cell phones led to hotlines neither his mom or his mother would approve of. And the photos all used the same vaguely popular instagramer’s face.

So, basically, he had shit.

A knock at the door drew the male’s attention. He glanced up to see Agent Nicholas Kane- a taller, bald black guy who could probably snap Ryker in half if he wanted to- standing in the doorway. The man flashed a grin, holding up a Taco Bell bag. “I bring a peace offering. Amanda-” Nick referred to everyone, even Agent Abernathy, by their first names. “Sent me to check on your progress. I’m guess from the screamo that its not going well.”

“Its punk pop covers, but your guess is correct,” Ryker sighed, taking the offered bag as Nick perched in the chair beside him. “All of this assholes alias’ are superheroes- Peter Parker, Steve Rogers, Buck Barnes, Anthony Stark- only two of them have related social media so far,” With this, he motioned vaguely at the screens, pulling one of the three soft tacos from the bag. “And all of the social media has addresses at Wal-Mart and phones linked to sex hotlines.”

“Wow, and Facebook hasn’t taken them down yet?” Nick seemed amazed, Ryker only scoffed.

“As if… the only time Facebook hassle’s a page is if it says something negative about straight white guys or if someone reports a trans person for having a fake name.”

This made Nick laugh. “I hear that. God that ‘this does not go against community guidelines’ message is obnoxious. Anything I can help with?”

“Not unless you can get Abernathy off my ass. She yelled at me for not taking off my sunglasses the minute I walked through the front door this morning,” Ryker says, moving onto his second taco. Nick sighs.

“She’s… not actually pissed at you. She’s got some personal shit going down at home. And then the higher ups are laying on the whole department until we get this guy.”

“What’d he do that makes him so important?”

“Doxxed some family members of the higher ups. They had to be temporarily moved into witness protection. It’s a whole mess.”

Ryker winced. Sure, he’d hacked the FBI before, that’s how he ended up working here, but he’d never been stupid enough to go personal with it. He was more the ‘leave a harmless virus that sends them a new meme every three hours’ kind of hacker. Talented, but doing nothing with it.

As if on cue, Nick’s phone buzzed. Pulling it up, Nick smirked. “Shit, kid, you been personalizin’ these?”

“Just yours,” Ryker grinned, tossing the now empty taco bell bag into the garbage can. “You usually bring me food and yell at me a lot less than everyone else here. You get the friends package.”

Nick grinned. He’d given up scolding Ryker about eating too fast months ago. “Alright, I’ll come back and check in on ya later. I’m gonna go see if we can find a link between those Wal-Marts.”

Ryker nodded, grinning when Nick ruffled his hair. Nick was a pretty cool guy. Probably the first real friend Ryker’d ever made.

As he went back to his searching, a Set It Off cover came on the radio. Ryker grinned, turning it up, and putting his fingers to the keys.

 By the end of the day, they found their link. Each address, including the ones on the six new fake profiles Ryker found (three for each of the other two alias) belonged to Wal-Mart’s in Utah. Once Ryker had this, he was able to find the real IP address. The arrest was made two hours later.

Agent Abernathy came into Ryker’s office as he was shutting everything off, having done his usual, ‘I hack you, you don’t hack me’ checks and procedures. Ryker glanced to the woman, running a hand through his hair.

“Am I in trouble for the music?” She didn’t usually come to his office unless he was in trouble. Agent Abernathy simply chuckled.

“No, Ryker, I’m here to congratulate you. That was a good catch.”

Oh. This was new. Ryker simply shrugged. “It wasn’t all me. Nick was the one who figured out all the addresses were in Utah.”

“Either way,” Agent Abernathy said. “You did good. Stop being humble.”

Ryker nods, gaze flicking to the hall when he hears the distinct ring of Agent Abernathy’s office phone. She glances in its direction, making a face.

“Big bosses or your husband?”

“Probably my husband, he still wants an apology for me being angry at him for skipping our last two counseling sessions.”

Ryker nodded. After a moment, he spoke. “Want my advice?”

Agent Abernathy glanced to him, raising an eyebrow. Leaning on his desk, the male spoke.

“Binary code is useless if its all zeros and no ones,” Ryker remarked. “Same goes for a relationship. Both parts need to put in effort in order for it to work properly. You’ve plugged in all your zeros, if he’s not going to plug in the ones, you need to find someone else who will.”

The woman stared at him for a moment. Then, she nodded. “I suppose that makes sense. Thank you.”

Ryker nodded back, retrieving his jacket and bag from the bean bag chair. Agent Abernathy joined him in walking out, chuckling as she watched him put his sunglasses on the moment they stepped into the elevator.

“You’re a little shit, y’know that?”

“Yeah, I know.”

[bizarropurugly]

Discrimination/Grossness Myths

This list finally has reached significant length, so I’m proud to introduce a Read More.

The list is about debunking, explaining, or confirming myths that make it around Tumblr that concern social justice issues, primarily.

Content warning for appearance of, mention of, and discussion of:

Ableist slurs, ableism, racism, antiziganism, antiziganist slurs, queerphobic slurs, queerphobia, antisemitism, racial slurs, audism, sexism, patriarchy, uncensored slurs, Five Nights at Freddy’s, the Holocaust, Nazism, anti social justice, doxxing, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, the character Derpy Hooves, rape jokes, audism.

“Derp” began as a way to describe Down’s Syndrome kids.

“Derp” was invented by the South Park creators, originally appearing in their movie Baseketball, and then later re-emerging in South Park several times where it eventually caught on from. It refers to people being stupid, akin to “durr” or “duh”. South Park commonly makes characters use slurred, ridiculous gibberish to showcase stupidity.

“Faggot” comes from the bundle of sticks used to burn homosexuals at the stake.

There are very few instances of gay men being executed in this manner, although laws did exist stating this. Additionally, this term was never used for queer people until relatively recently.

The term does come from its original definition of “bundle of sticks”, but it became used for people when it was used to describe women who collected them, primarily old, poor, widowed, and “ugly” women. If it had anything to do burning at the stake, it would instead reference witches.

It continued being used as a slur for women similar to spinster or shrew, or in other words as something relating women to being unwanted by men.

In the 20th century, “faggot” can be found slowly replacing “sissy” as an insult for boys who were deemed “too feminine”, and eventually both words can be found being used to imply that said boy is therefore gay. In the 60s and 70s, “faggot” boomed into being a slur for gay men in general. Modernly, it has become used for all queer people.

In relation, “fag” as a slur, can possibly be traced to the 17th century, when a practice among school boys in which boys did favours, often sexual, for senior male students was possibly coined as “fagging”.

“I came out to have a good time and I’m honestly feeling so attacked right now” is making fun of people with anxiety.

The phrase actually comes from a personal post made by a Tumblr user in which they bragged about drinking a specialty drink, implying it was high class alcohol, but was rained on by another person, and they made this response after a pause.

The meme is about being called out or corrected; a person says this phrase after being criticized or challenged.

Five Nights At Freddy’s creator made an anti-choice game.

The game in question potentially has anti-choice sentiment, and the creator has considered himself as very religious. 

However, he comments that the game didn’t have abortion in mind, but leaves a vague answer about whether it is pro-life or not. Comments on another post that is no longer accessible state the game is not pro-life.

The questions become instead: 1. Do we believe these comments are his? After all, these comments are on a random, small blog that popped up very conveniently after the backlash, and the post no longer exists.

And 2. do we believe he is telling the truth now that he’s experienced backlash? After all, his statements are vague in the official articles, neither saying yeah or nay to a pro-life message, and stating people are mad, rather than addressing why and whether or not they are right.

The word “Holocaust” specifically refers to Jewish deaths in Nazi Germany only.

Holocaust is actually Greek and technically has been used for a few different genocides. The Jewish term is Shoah.

Many claim the political aim as being a conscious effort to refuse the acknowledge other victims and the widespread role of Nazism against multiple oppressed groups, and to deny the further subjugation of all victims, for example how LGBT+ victims remained imprisoned and unpardoned for decades. supposedly, a few Holocaust museums have aggressively denied to represent LGBT+ victims in particular.

Additionally, many Jewish people find this belief offensive, because they find it insulting to be described by a Greek word when Greece has had a history of antisemitism, and the term “holocaust” originally referred to Greek religious practices that were not Jewish.

That isn’t to say the Holocaust didn’t primarily affect the Jewish (it did) nor that Holocaust denial and general denial of antisemitism don’t exist (they do). Nazism is no different than any other brand of christianity-backed white supremacy.

The original Statue of Liberty was of a black woman who escaped slavery.

Snopes.

Spook and all derivatives are anti-black slurs.

At one point in American history, spook was used against black people.

Spook has always meant something along the lines of a ghost (hence its outdated use for spies - they are like ghosts). I haven’t found any reference as to how this definition was decided to be a way to slander black people, but it may have to do with Tuskegee-trained black pilots in WWII being referred to as “spookwaffe,” which the pilots reclaimed in pride (as American pilots often did). Additionally, some etymology dictionaries suggest it may be because “black people are hard to see at night”, thus, the term relates this to ghosts’ invisibility, or their being incorporeal.

As it has obviously been relatively unknown that this was ever a thing, it may mean that the slur wasn’t very popular, or that this is another example of whitewashed history.

It is outdated as a slur. It’s been at least 50 years since “spook” has been considered a slur for black person, and as a slur had a very short life (possibly being used only around the 20s-50s, at the longest). A great many black users have spoke out against posts demanding the purging of spook and its derivatives, because of this. Spook still means ghost (or spy), spooky still means… well, spooky, spooked means scared.

However, it is always important to note that using a word with a history as a slur, regardless of how outdated, as a derogatory noun against someone that slur affects, is, well, obviously using a slur.

“Fuckboy” is a slur for queer/trans men.

“Fuckboy” is African American Vernacular English for a guy who is one or more of the following: an alpha male, a misogynist, a tryhard edgy tough guy, a tool, and other such similar labels. Basically, it’s “black” for a shitty dude.

It did not originate with the Skeleton War meme. It has never been meant as a queer- or transphobic slur.

Hasbro plans to remove Derpy Hooves. They changed her because of Internet SJWs/Yamino.

Hasbro has not announced such plans and continues to market merchandise with this character, as well as produce episodes with her in them. They have officially named her as Muffins.

Hasbro also cited a few concerned parents contacting them over her character, and denied that they knew anything about an Internet campaign or Yamino.

Derpy Hooves vs Ditzy Doo vs Muffins

The gray pegasus pony whose eyes sometimes cross has finally been given an explicitly official and permanent name, and it’s Muffins.

Originally, the name was intended to be Ditzy Doo, a name stated to an offscreen character in Winter Wrapup. However, due to fans quickly assigning the name Derpy Hooves to her as they noticed her in the background, a last minute change was made to the script as a nod to the fans. Due to the above, the episode stating this name was withdrawn and re-released with edits omitting this name. In 2015, merchandise was labeled with Muffins and crew members stated this was her name, and the decision was potentially made to make clearance items more easily marketable.

http://mlp.wikia.com/wiki/Derpy

The “Name” section details the history behind Muffins’s name.

SJWs/pinkiepony made Tumblr take down Molestia

Hasbro has a record of making legal moves to protect the kid-friendly image of their products. So, of course, a very popular blog featuring one of their high-market characters as a rapist would find itself in their gaze.

Hasbro sent Tumblr and/or Molestia’s mods/creators legal threats if the blog was not removed.

As with the issue of Derpy Hooves, Hasbro has made no admission that Internet campaigns or users have had anything to do with their actions. They have only confirmed that they were the ones who forced the decision to have the blog removed. Despite this, bronies have continued to try and suicide bait, doxx, and send death and rape threats to pinkiepony and others.

Plebcomics/CommunismKills were doxxed by SJWs

Both these people posted their personal information themselves.

Additionally, plebcomics actually dared Tumblr users to utilize her information.

She was fired for posting her employer’s information, not for her comics, and she was eventually given her job back.

“Gypsy” is derived from/refers to “Egyptian” [and is thus a compliment]

This is true but doesn’t actually change its status as a slur, and in fact is part of the reason it is a slur. Please don’t mock the severity of antiziganism.

“Neurodivergent” is meant for autistic people only.

The coiner of the term says otherwise

Spoon Theory only applies to people with chronic physical disabilities.

“I think it isn’t just good for understanding Lupus, but anyone dealing with any disability or illness.”

Self diagnosis is dangerous [and/or other negatives here].

Here’s my post dissecting the issue of diagnosis.

Here’s some more helpful posts about the psychiatric field and its relationship to diagnosis.

“Butthurt” has origin in anal rape jokes.

Butthurt actually refers to the concept of a child crying after being spanked. It’s still a shitty thing to mock but not nearly as shitty as mocking rape.

Christophobia is a major issue as bad as islamophobia and antisemitism.

Christophobia is only a major issue in select parts of the world, which completely excludes the west, with the reverse being true in the cases of islamophobia and antisemitism. Western Christians are a high privileged group and quite frankly Christians suffering in religiously suppressive countries often find themselves outright insulted by privileged Christians laying claim to an oppression they don’t actually experience.

Christians die in Egypt.

Christians are considered the only ones you can trust to hold political office in the US.

“Dumb” is an audist slur. / “Deaf and dumb” is a phrase insulting the deaf for being unintelligent.

Yes and no. “Dumb” in this phrase and in origin actually refers being mute. “Blind, deaf, and dumb” means a person can not see, hear, or speak, not that they can not see, hear, and they’re not smart.

However, there is definitely a relationship between speaking ability and assumed intelligence, which definitely connects “dumb” with being an ableist slur.

[harliquinne]

Personal long post, suffering from BPD/Mood disorder/Anxiety/Depression/ADHD

What ever good vibe, positive assurance, high power or fuck if God exists and is paying attention to my life out of the many- Please grant me power, strength, and will. I can't live much longer with this heavy dripping tar in my chest. I can't live much longer wasting away in my bed. I can't handle this overdone feeling of guilt, sadness, and most of all the anxiety, much longer. I am struggling. I am low. I don't feel like living even though for so long I told myself I could never end my life just for the fact that it's a miracle I can even be here. But I cannot handle this god damn feeling, I cannot handle this fucking tar. I can't fucking deal with the pollution that has spread throughout my torso and head. On top of that, I'm a loser. I've always found the easy way out and made excuses and didn't care. School was a joke- I skipped, I dropped out then came back and made up my credits & graduated with a HS diploma at a school for those who have had bad experiences that held them back. I started smoking cigarettes & weed when I was 14. I'm 24 now. I smoke over half a pack a day. I chain smoke because it's therapeutic just to be able to take a deep breath in and out. Same with weed- all day every day. Never thought it was problem til recently when I ran out and don't have a cent to my name so I can't buy any(and would it I could instead of buying food when I'm starving). I scraped and scraped every piece for resin. I looked at the carpet for fallen scraps. I got all the kief I could manage out of grinders. I crushed the ASHES and smoked it, just in case I missed anything. Do you see the problem here? That's fucking nuts. I am so desperate. I scrounged 6 dollars in quarters just to buy a pack of cigarettes. Then I did it again when I ran out. I write in my journal til 5 am every night. I furiously write. I write pages and pages of self-destructive thoughts, self-hate, repeated lines, word games, things I do that people notice, things I do that I notice, the horrible horrible thoughts I have that Tumblr of all places would dox me and rip me to shreds. And the sad thing is, my enemy...this tar monster inside- it's me. It's just me. I'm going through so much(so much that I can take, there are stronger people who have it worse...I know). There are many times I just don't think I'm going to make it. I'm getting help but I just don't listen and I don't know why. I'm not trying to be this way. Borderline Personality Disorder. I was told that I am believed to be 'better' and 'fixed' in four months through intensive therapy. In truth, if I'd just exercise- apparently, I'd be okay. That may be true...but the problem is that I'm so fucking off the charts with all these overwhelming emotions that I can't fucking move to even brush my teeth or eat or shower. I left my boyfriend. Then he came after me. Then I came back to him. Then he said he needed time after he begged me back. Now this fuck doesn't know if he wants to be with me or if it's best. Now, to any other fine ass lady who don't take no shit(the real me under the globs of tar)- would say FUCK YOU I ALREADY LEFT YOU THE FUCK YOU BEG ME BACK FOR YOU FUCK! But I have this problem of a devastating psycho intense fear of being abandoned. So even though I left just a day before he pulled this shit, I'm back to pitifully wailing like I lost a child- begging him not to leave. The tables turned just like that. Even though I just left with a straight face and took all my shit, even the sheets off the bed. I took every last thing but a stray shoe on the floor and a note. I didn't cry. I didn't care. I was fed up. I was done and over it. I moved in somewhere else cuz I have a great best friend- I had no regret. And just like that, I'm back to being the little baby, fucked up and begging just like he just was. I cannot stand myself because my mental illness traps me. Anyone who doesn't have a mental illness pulls that shit- 'just calm down, just block him, forget him, relax, move on, you're better than that, you'll be alright., just DO it, you have to grow up, you just need this, you just need to meditate'. You either just have no fucking clue what it feels like or you are The Batman because that is some serious mental strength if you can just calm the fuck down when It feels like 10 trains of thought running full speed, dangerously close to one another (which is why from 8pm-5am, I'm writing like I'm about to get caught and killed). Or get up and go for a run and really get into it and sweat and work...this tar just...has me and I'm so stuck. I am immobilized. I am trapped in my mind. This isn't about me getting in a break up, promise. It's so much more than that. I cause my family grief. I always have and they love me so so so much, and I just constantly cause them pain. I'm so low and in mental anguish all of the time that they feel that they failed raising me and it's not their fault. I feel so much guilt for the craziness I have put my loved ones through because it never seems that I learn from mistakes. They try and they try, they spend so much money for me to make it and be successful, but I truly convince myself that I am a very lost cause. It's been over a decade. I have not progressed. I didn't go to college which typically isn't a big deal, but for those like me...I struggle at just keeping a part-time job. I cannot hide my expression and I don't lie but rarely...so everyone can feel the heaviness of my misery, which is obviously uncomfortable. Positive posts of- you're going to make it! You're loved! You're special! You are okay the way you are! - I hate them. It's such a nice thing to say, and it's not just meant for me so how dare I? But I never buy it and continue to rot in self-hate. The reason I post this, is because I hope people see this and learn something on mental illnesses and what it means to call someone crazy when they are suffering...they might not even be going through anything or ever had, this shit just happens to some of us. I'm just so angry. There is so much that I technically as a human being who has the ability to move, can do...it's not that I refuse to do it, I don't think it's laziness but it very well could be(?), I just don't have any will left in me. Nothing makes me happy anymore. Not the things that used to and not new things. I just feel alone and like I don't belong anywhere...and I don't know what I should do. I'm very lost. I'm sorry there is no cut on this post. I'm on mobile and have no idea how to add it on the app. I just needed to write this. I need people to see it. I need people, anyone to be aware. My boyfriend and I could never talk about anxiety or depression because he said it was something people put on themselves and he has 'anxiety' all the time- which people like him, often mistake as the 'anxiety' you get while talking in front of class or getting grades back or going on a date for the first time- heads up for those who think like him...open your eyes and see that the little tingle in your heart and your clammy hands are not the same thing as crippling anxiety, I'm sorry- please help us, not down play us who suffer. I've been ranting for awhile at this point and I think I'm gonna stop now. Im just really struggling and can't stop writing. Im really low. Please anyone who sees this- mental illness is a real issue and needs to be focused on. It needs to be heavily addressed. There are so many people like me...some worse, some more stable...some people who truly can't take it and end their lives...some people who can't contain the monster inside and take it out on others, may that be verbal/physical abuse, school shootings, massacres, animal abuse... It's painful. It's deeply painful. Imagine losing someone you love...now imagine feeling a similar grief every day and you don't really know why...or if you're like me, imagine if you felt as if sludge/tar/muck/pollution dripped down your insides every day... I'm a very beautiful girl(I believe so), I can be talented, I can be fierce, I can be a queen, I can achieve anything I want, I can work out, I can party, I can socialize, I can love, I can be a shining star and most of all- I can be happy and I can make it through. However...I am being held down by this monster of goopy tar...I am deep inside myself, trapped. Watching myself chase all I love away from me...alone with this suffering. Bruh, if this ain't the longest, emo ass post I ever did see and it's written by me. I hope nobody gets mad because it's a long post but I needed to put this out there. I'm going down. So far down. Forgive me.

[thelastarchangelaskblog]

Session 17

I’m...a few sessions behind on recaps. (A lot of sessions.)

This is the one right after the reveal that Tony Stark is Gabriel. (Is his last name still Stark?? The party sure doesn’t know and no one’s asked him.) 

There’s still fallout from what happened, although a bit of it was dealt in text RPs on our Discord channel. (I know; they’re not updated on this blog either. I’m only one person. ;w;)

Anyway, without further ado...

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(Read more.)

Our DM ( @the-grey-hunt​) starts us off with a lovely recap about the ghost we encountered and the immediate aftermath of Gabriel’s identity reveal:

DM: The fight was short-lived and they were beaten into the afterlife by the rest of the party.

DM: Gabriel tried to avoid the party, who promptly told him to fuck right off with that attitude.

There was a comment on Luna’s ( @imagine1117​) passive perception for some reason? (Oh, right, because Rhodey ( @rebaobsessions​) proposed to Gabriel. Meaning Gabriel is now sporting a ring.)

DM: Very quick, imagine. What's Luna's passive perception? 

Imagine: High.

Luna isn’t the only one with high passive perception. The only one who doesn’t have one is poor DJ (doxblogsstuff) with a solid 9.

Zira ( @heliocentricgeometric​): How was last night?

Rhodey: It went great.

Zira: Do you want to share with the group?

Rhodey: Uuuuuhhhh.

Rhodey immediately looks to Tony/Gabriel for help.

Zira already knew Rhodey wanted to propose, and now it’s out that he actually did propose.

DJ: Didn't you do that already? Well, Tony did...

Helio: Zira kicks him under the table.

DJ: Ow! Your feet are pointy! 

Zira: All feet are pointy. That's how they work.

Sibling shenanigans go back to asking Mom and Dad what’s next now.

Zira: You've both proposed...so what comes next?

Luna, very quietly: Kids.

DJ: They've already GOT kids.

(Tony breaks out into hives immediately because no.)

Bob ( @lynnnnnnnnnnmnnnnnnnnnnnnnmnnnn​ [what the FUCK, lynn]) comes down from upstairs with two very familiar cats!

Lynn: Bob comes downstairs...and following him are two cats.

DJ: YOU!

Others in real life: (immediate shrieking)

Bob: What’s crackalackalin’?

Clint and...Agent 13, I think, join the group for breakfast. Let them know that Fury would like an answer from them within the next day or so. And then they leave.

Lynn: And Bob starts rummaging around in his bag. You already know what’s coming...

Lynn: And Bob puts a bolt and an arrow on the table in front of Clint.

Rhodey gives Bob a small part of his Highsummer gift for the cats, which is a little wicker backpack-like thing for them to stay in. And Zira, after her conversation with Tony and Tony shoving her off onto Rhodey when it comes to gifts, immediately pounces on Rhodey.

Zira: So I think there's no point in hiding it from me.

Rhodey: You mean what i bought you for Highsummer? 

Zira: Yes.  

(No, it doesn’t work.)

DJ is very officially dressed this morning for breakfast; he’s also very nervous! He’s going to try and see about getting started on the next step of becoming a master Alchemist!

Zira: Are you experiencing pre-exam stress?

DJ is very much unconvincing in convincing everyone he isn’t nervous and he’s totally fine. He doesn’t know what’s expected of the exam, only it’s an exam?? Zira tries to help.

Zira: Whoever you're killing, at least they'll be farther away from you since you're mostly a ranged--

DJ: I'm not killing anyone, it's just a test!

Zira: If you fail this test, will they kill you?

DJ: No! 

Zira: Then I don't know what you're so worried about.

Zira, later: People say there won't be any murder, but it's usually a trick.

There’s a little more talk on S.H.I.E.L.D. and what members of the group want to do what. Zira is still for joining. Tony/Gabriel is still against but does say to Rhodey he should just make the best decision for himself.

Rhodey to Tony: The best decision is the decision where I get to stay with you.

DJ does go off to the Alchemists’ Guild! Not alone, as Zira goes with him. Tony was tempted to go but still too uncertain about how things stood to try.

And now Zira finds out what DJ’s first name is... (Tony already knows, courtesy of a text RP.)

DJ: Dudo Jamjar, sir.

Gnome: I see. Your reputation precedes you.

DJ is remarkably polite during this entire interaction and it ends on a pretty positive note.

In the meantime, Luna and Bob are hunting down an Aarakocra Tony met on his shopping trip and referred Bob to. imagine had to roll a dice.

imagine: (dice clatter) eh--

DM: What was it?

imagine: I dunno; it's gone.

They do find the Aarakocra!

Hengist (verbally): Hello, how can I help you?

Bob (telepathically): Hello!

Hengist: Oh, wow, that's new. Are you a friend of that one guy? The one who didn't know anything about Aarakocra? 

Bob: Yes. Aarakocra. That's what I am, an Aarakocra.

(Very convincing, Bob.)

Bob doesn’t really know what to ask or what information to look for. Hengist doesn’t really know what information to give either. They part ways only slightly satisfied.

Luna: Just - one more question. Do your friends ask you what your name is everyday? 

Hengist: What - no, it's just Hengist.

Luna: Cool. Just curious.

imagine: Luna leaves. Awkwardly.

Zira and DJ are still together and so have more of a conversation once they’re back at Summer’s Rest. There’s some really heartfelt stuff on what happened to DJ back when he was still at home. DJ revealed to Zira that he actually died when the library fell on him. It was a pretty massive explosion, guys. Bad.

So that’s why he’s all nervous about continuing to pursue his education, but he’s going to do it!!

And after a hug and comfort from Zira, DJ goes back to gushing over the exciting new developments in the party.

DJ: But, oh my god! Mom proposed to Dad!

Zira and DJ want to surprise tackle someone with affection after everything, since Zira noticed that Tony was making discreet efforts at distancing himself from the group.

DJ: I'm pretty sure if I tackle him I'd break a knee.

Zira: Then do it right, fool.

Also Zira in this conversation:

Zira: Then now's your chance to flip the script! See, wordplay. I can do it.

DJ’s still pondering the technicalities of what he wants to do.

Zira: The important thing is that it's a tackle hug. Two things in one.

They don’t see Tony first. They do see Rhodey. (Tony has been holed up in the room all day, doing...things.)

Rhodey: Uh, hi, DJ - Zira.

Zira: We're here to be nosy!

DJ: I really want to know what [Tony's] doing.

Rhodey: I mean, I would, too...

(Rhodey has been in the room all day with Tony, and yet has no idea what’s up.)

Zira and DJ are trying to sell Rhodey on a tackle hug.

Zira: This is doctor's orders, even though I am technically not a doctor.

It’s okay. Rhodey doesn’t need convincing.

Tony is eventually done with whatever he’s doing, and he and Rhodey head downstairs for dinner. The stairs...are a thing.

Dox: DJ's running towards Tony, but he trips.

DM: Yeah, Zira's falling, but Tony just sidesteps out of the way and she hits the floor instead.

(They rolled terribly on DEX compared to Tony, especially since JARVIS gave Tony an alert that it was happening.)

DJ glomps onto Tony’s legs, and Zira isn’t far behind him. Tony is just ???

Zira: Do not think I haven't noticed your efforts to distance yourself from this group. ...Fuck off with that shit. 

DJ: You cannot escape our affection, Dad!

There is definitely no escape. Rhodey is there, too, and he snags all of them into the hug. So it’s a giant group hug.

We ended the session after going to S.H.I.E.L.D. and telling Fury that we’re not particularly interested in being lackeys of S.H.I.E.L.D. (or at least that’s what Tony said) but they could be consultants. Fury gave the party a mission to see how they liked working for/with S.H.I.E.L.D., which is to retrieve a book from a town several days from Ankh.

Zira hung back and said she did want to be an agent, so Fury officially pulled her in. She’s the only member of the party to actually become an Avenger and is assigned Agent 13 ala Sharon Carter as her handler. Carter is also the one to give us the mission and we’re told to get it through basically any means necessary because it’s really important and S.H.I.E.L.D. needs it.

And that’s the wrap for Session 17! Next session I was only there for part of it so notes are going to be a little slim.