#Undead Twins

[scho17]

Undead Twins AU

Knowing that your little brother had family and didn’t think he could trust you with it is a different type of guilt. 

It’s a guilt in knowing that those tires he was going to steal off your fathers car wasn’t just meant for a quick turn around, that it was meant to sustain an entire other person. It’s knowing that Jason had likely allowed himself to be taken in as a trial run before deeming it safe enough for his sibling. It’s knowing that Jason had found it lacking. It’s knowing that the Wayne’s may have held his wellbeing in their hands but they never held his trust.

And maybe, just maybe, Jason was right for that. 

Dick watches a young scrappy thing settle in front of Jason’s grave. The boy looks just like his brother. Only older. Not fifteen. He looks like a Jason Todd who finally grew into his big hands and broad shoulders. Dick could almost pretend this stranger is his little brother. Almost. 

He's sat on the uncomfortable ground. Dick knows its uncomfortable, he’s sat there too on the anniversary that Bruce refuses to leave the manor on. Too busy staring at a suit in a glass case, waiting, listening, hoping for that bell like laughter to chime once again in the stale air of the cave. He knows because he’s sat there in that very spot that boy is in and played music from bands his little brother liked, read him his favorites until his voice went hoarse, the classics that Dick could never quite enjoy with all their complicated flowery language. 

But there that haggard teenager is, tired and still finding it within himself to gently hold a bouquet in his calloused palm placing it on the tomb of his brother like its the most important thing he’ll ever do. There’s a slim smile on the boys lips as he reads over Jason’s engraved name, running his finger tips across it. His smile is small and soft. Private in a way that Dick knows he’s intruding upon just by laying witness.

And then, then he speaks.

He talks casually, like its any other conversation. Like he isn’t in a grave yard. Like Jason Todd isn’t six feet beneath him. He talks about stargazing, talks about Jason wanting to leave behind Gotham, staying because he felt he had to. He talks about daisies and dandelions. He says goodbye to his big brother and Dick thinks that it must feel agonizing to be older than your big sibling. To reach an age they never did and still keep going with out them. 

Jason Todd had a little brother and Dick Grayson never knew. There has always been anger simmering beneath his skin and Dick has always been good at anger but he’s better at grief. Guilt has always come easy and this is no different. 

*

“No, shut up this is so not funny. I don’t even know what I did but now I’ve got a bird on my tail and he won’t stop making sad eyes at me Jay.”

“It’s a little bit funny.”

“You’re an asshole.”

“You are too so I think it might be genetic.”

“Insufferable. Really. By the way, do you know how hard it is to try and lose the Wayne’s attention? I swear it’s like someone left me in a wet cardboard box on the side of the road and they just thought ‘yeah, you’re coming home with me’ like I’m some pathetic half drowned cat.”

“It’s too late for them, I already took you home first. Finders keepers.”

Danny groaned and slumped into his brothers shoulder “tell them that. Besides, isn’t Nightwing supposed to be based in Bludhaven? Whats he doing in Gotham?” 

“Yeah, but he’s Nightwing. He does his own thing. At least Robin isn’t onto you yet.”

“And there you go jinxing it. Watch he’s going to show up while I’m out and about and scold me for being affiliated with you.”

“Well that little shit can go eat rocks. He already stole everything else, he’s not allowed to steal my little brother too.”

“We’re only a few hours apart.”

“You’ll always be a baby in my eyes, Danny.”

“I loathe you.”

DC x DP - Two of a Kind

Danny running away from his home dimension for such and such reasons (GIW, bad reveal, etc, etc) cue him stumbling around Gotham because holy mother of ambient ectoplasm, Batman.

So anyways he’s just chilling in crime alley, as a struggling guy in Gotham does and then. And then there’s someone else. Looks exactly like him. Not like how he and Dani look similar, her features just softer and rounded with babyfat, no, no, this guy looks exactly like him. Down to the barely there scattering of freckles on the nose bridge.

It’s Jason Todd. Danny is his dimensions version of Jason Todd.

[vm-haunts]

Wayward Twin

A large part of being Robin, besides the physical crime fighting, is dealing with secrets.

Both in unearthing them, and in keeping them.

Tim would say he's good at both of it, very good at it. After all, finding and keeping Batman's secret is how he ended up being a vigilante... among other reasons.

Speaking of 'other reasons', Tim thinks with mild hysteria, as he stared at the carbon copy of one Jason Todd. Are Todd children cursed to die early?

...

Let's backtrack a bit.

Jason Todd had a twin brother, one Danny Todd, that was given away at birth. Later, a couple under the name of J. and M. Fenton gave birth to a stillborn, and they took Danny in as theirs. Then the Fentons moved away from Gotham, and the file ends.

That is one of the things Tim had found about his predecessor when he went snooping on the bat computer. The file is incomplete, investigations dropped far before the trail runs cold, then everything is locked under heavy encryption.

Not surprising, considering all that happened after.

So, Tim knows Jason had a twin. One that probably, hopefully, lived an uneventful civilian life far away from Gotham.

Oh boy was Tim wrong.

Because when Robin and his teammates arrived at Amity Park for a team up with the local heroes team, Tim was greated with the face of his dead predecessor.

Danny Fenton, as he introduced himself, son of the local ghost hunters, and a member of Team Phantom.

Danny Fenton, who is also the local spectral hero Phantom. Not that Tim is supposed to know, but come on.

Point being, Jason's twin brother did not get to live a peaceful life, even if he grew up outside Gotham. His life is so not peaceful that he died, or otherwise created a ghost- okay who's Tim kidding, he definitely died.

Died, at the same young age of fourteen as Jason, around the same month and possibly on the same day. Tim had yet to confirm the exact date without giving away what he knows, but it's too much of a coincidence already.

Seriously, are the Todds cursed or something?

...

In the end though, this revelation changed nothing.

Robin's teammates doesn't need to know. They don't even know Tim under the mask of Robin, there's negative amount of reasons in telling them about the previous Robin.

Bruce and Dick, they don't need to know either. Jason is and always will be a sore subject, better not to dig into that old wound without some really good reason. Besides, Team Phantom is very clear from the start that they don't want to be involved with JL business unless absolutely necessary, so really it's better to let what happened in Amity stay in Amity.

Tim did, briefly, considered telling Danny. It feels wrong not to. But even ignoring the mess of secret identities spanning between them... Danny didn't know, he didn't know he had a twin. Telling him just to let him know Jason is dead feels even more wrong.

Which means in the end, it's just another secret that Tim keeps.

[moonie-moth]

GRAVITY FALLS INKTOBER DAY 2: UNDEAD💥💥

posting everything late here lol anyways

[miilkiie]

blinkies !!

i made all of these !! (like or reblog if ur using<3)

[margindoodles2407]

just kidding. back to pain

[25shadesoffebruary]

[all-things-skylanders]

Custom Skylander: Hat Trick

(Art and Origin made by @soda-tab-society)

Hat Trick: Magic and Undead Twin-Type Skylander

Catchphrase: “Hats off to me!”

Concept: A magician and necromancer, Hat Trick is capable of fooling his foes before raising the dead to unleash swarming damage threats.

Origin: Gather round, gather round, the “Circus Circus!” is in town! Housing clowns, fortune tellers and a group of Mabu, and of course the main event- Hat Trick!

Hat Trick used to be the ringmaster of Circus Circus! , until one faithful night when a rival troupe of Spell Punks attacked from above with a magical net to kidnap Sheep-That-Talks, a sheep clown. Hat Trick attempted to follow the criminals, trying to rescue Sheep, but his tiny legs just couldn’t get him up there to the airship.

He followed their ship day and night, until he had the brilliant idea to use his signature hat as a stepping stool. Lo and behold, it was indeed enough! Or so it seemed from his point of view. What he didn’t realize was that he placed the hat onto a gravesite, and the skeletons laying peacefully in the ground came up to look what is disturbing their peaceful death. And as they poked their heads above the ground, they saw nothing, as they were inside of Hat Tricks hat, poking it ever so slightly more up to give Hat Trick the height he needed to reach the airship and rescue Sheep That Talks.

Who would have thought the skeletons liked the inside of the hat so much that they decided to stay and allow Hat Trick to call upon their powers whenever needed, granting him the opportunity to change up from his normally Magical form to an Undead one.

With Kaos’s army on the rise, Hat Trick left Circus Circus! and ventured to be a Skylander. One day he hopes to return to his troupe and bring joy to everyone around Skylands.

(As usual, if you would like to take part in the Twin Skies project, just DM me or join the discord through the link provided in my pinned post!)

Stats and Upgrades under the cut:

Stats:

In Undead Form:

Health: 290 (Level 1) 870 (Level 20)

Power: 55

Speed: 45

Armor: 34

Critical Hit: 60

Elemental Power: 25

In Magic form:

Health: 290 (Level 1) 870 (Level 20)

Power: 60

Speed: 75

Armor: 34

Critical Hit: 30

Elemental Power: 25

Undead Form Upgrades:

Core Abilities:

Primary - Cane Fencing: Hat Trick wields his cane like a rapier, stabbing forwards for quick, low damage. Press the Primary button three times to perform a Combo attack, Stunning whatever it hits.

Secondary - Bone Barrage: Hat Trick's hat floats into the air and releases severel bones in a star pattern. The bones can be various sizes, which will do more or less damage.

Upgrades (ordered by cost to purchase, Twin-Types get less upgrades per path):

1200 - Bone Spike: Hat Trick's can becomes sharper, dealing more damage.

1700 - Tertiary: Raise the Dead: Hat Trick pops a Skeleton out of his hat. The Skeleton has medium health and does low damage, but will move quickly, trying to block attacks coming towards Hat Trick.

Upgrade Paths:

Path 1 - Wielder of Bones: Hat Trick has decided that he knows bones better than a Skeleton does, and has chosen to imbue himself with undead energy, fighting with his collection of cadavres all by himself!

2200 - Bone Helix: When using the Bone Barrage, it will fire a second star of bones after the first, offset to fire in the directions that the first one didn't.

3000 - Staff Master: Hat Trick unlocks two more combo moves. By pressing 'Primary, Primary, Secondary', Hat Trick will end the combo by swinging his hat to deal damage and knockback in an arc. By pressing 'Primary, Primary, Tertiary', Hat Trick will spin around as a pair of skeletal arms pop out of his hat to damage enemies around him.

Path 2 - Undead Puppeteer: Preferring to hang back and let his minions do the work, Hat Trick is looking out for himself, and his horde of skeletons don't mind a bit!

2200 - Splitting Skeleton: When the summoned Skeleton is defeated, it will split into two smaller skeletons that have less health and do less damage, but are even faster.

3000 - Armored Skellies: The summoned Skeleton wields a rusted sword and wears an old chestplate. This gives it more health and damage. The split Skeletons hold daggers and wear helmets, doing the same thing to lesser extent.

Soul Gem:

4000 - Warping Bones: Hitting the summoned Skeleton with a bone from the Bone Barrage will mutate the Skeleton, causing it to grow much larger and become frenzied. The Mutated Skeleton will no longer try to block attacks, instead scratching (or slashing) at any enemy that gets close to it. The Mutated Skeleton can't split.

Magic Form Upgrades:

Core Abilities:

Primary - Saw Hat: Hat Trick throws his hat forwards as sawblades pop out of its brim, before returning. The saw does lots of damage, but moves somewhat slowly. It will bounce back to Saw Hat after hitting an object or enemy.

Secondary - Hat Hide: Hat Trick pops into his hat, slowing him down heavily and halving all damage he takes. While hiding in the hat, press the Primary button to have the brim sprout sawblades, dealing close range damage. Press the secondary button again to leave the hat.

Upgrades (ordered by cost to purchase, Twin-Types get less upgrades per path):

700 - Magic Spinner: The Saw Hat and spinning while in the Hat Hide can both reflect projectiles.

1200 - Tertiary: Copycat: Hat Trick creates a copy of himself that mirrors everything he does. Enemies can't tell the difference between the copy, and if the copy takes damage, it will explode!

Upgrade Paths:

Path 1 - Sawblade Magician: Hat Trick loves a good trick, and what's tricksier than an unexpected sawblade to the face?

2200 - Piercing Hat: Hat Trick's Saw Hat can pierce through enemies, always reaching its full throw before returning.

3000 - Hat Shocker: Press the Tertiary button while hiding inside the hat, and the top will pop open, Hat Trick popping out to scare nearby enemies, surprising the enemies so much that they take damage and become unable to move for a moment.

Path 2 - Master of Trickery: Hat Trick is an elite mage, able to warp the perceptions of his foes with minimal effort. Put his true skills of manipulation to the test!

2200 - Illusion Switch: Press the Tertiary button while a Copycat is out in order to switch places! Hold the button down and all Copycats will detonate instantly.

3000 - Quad-Illusion: When Hat Trick uses his Copycat, he'll make three copies, that will stand around him so that the four Hat Tricks all stand in a square shape. The Illusion Switch will always cause the Hat Tricks to move one spot to the left in the square.

Soul Gem:

4000 - What's Better Than One Hat?...: Two hats! Hat Trick wears a second hat on top of his hat! This allows him to throw two hats, and while hidden inside the hat, he will throw the second one if you do a spin!

[i-will-physically-fight-you]

6. “Not to be dramatic, but I’m back from the dead. Hope y’all missed me.” With Virgil and Remus?

Title: On a Stormy Sea of Emotion

Word-Count: 1.7k

Summary:

"Not to be dramatic, but I'm back from the dead. Surprise!" Remus shoots a pair of finger guns, droplets of blood spraying out from his finger tips, "Hope y'all missed me."

The cloaked figure, the target of his finger guns, does not move. Their facemask, elegantly carved to mimic a raven, stares Remus down apathetically.

Remus laughs, clasping his hands behind his neck as he leans against a building that makes up the alleyway of their standoff, "C'mon, old man. I clawed myself out of the grave and this is how you treat your 'beloved son, departed from the earth too soon?'"

OR: a Superhero AU featuring Jason Todd coded-Remus.

Pairing: parental dukexity

Warnings: Superhero AU, Death mentions, blood mention, vomit mention, implied self harm, pstd flashback, morally grey characters, angst with ambiguous ending

Thank you for the prompt! This infected my brain all last night and today, hope you enjoy <3

-

Killing isn't that hard of an action, really. There is a million ways to kill someone. Guns, knives, poison or the way Remus liked it--using your bare hands. It wasn't always the most effective, but when your target knocks your knife out of your hands--well, then you gotta go for the jugular.

Remus hums as he picks up his knife, examining it. The blood dripping from its blade landed on his gloves, coating it with a metallic stench. One time as a kid, he received a paper cut and out of curiosity, he stuck his finger inside his mouth to taste his own blood.

It just had a copper tangy taste, not very appetizing. But well, he's never tried someone else's blood, what if it had a different taste? Would a greedy drug lord's blood taste too greasy? Tainted by their lack of remorse and regard for the suffering and lives destroyed in their avaricious pursuit of wealth?

He is almost halfway to enacting on such an impulse, when something shifts behind him. He turns around swiftly, his knife meeting nothing but air. But there is something there, or rather someone.

Remus cackles, his eyes darting around his surroundings. There, in the shadows of the nearby dumpster. He lowers his knife, putting it away for now.

His heart clangs loudly against his ribcage as his ears began to clamor with a loud ringing noise. This moment has always been inevitable since the second he decided to remain in this hellish city.

Remus is many things, but he is not a fool nor is he a coward. He is exhilarated this moment has come at last. Not terrified.

"Hello daddy dearest," He calls out, "it's been a while."

His words are enough to draw out the cloaked figure from out of the shadows.

"Not to be dramatic, but I'm back from the dead. Surprise!" Remus shoots a pair of finger guns, droplets of blood spraying out from his finger tips, "Hope y'all missed me."

The cloaked figure, the target of his finger guns, does not move. Their facemask, elegantly carved to mimic a raven, stares Remus down apathetically.

Remus laughs, clasping his hands behind his neck as he leans against a building that makes up the alleyway of their standoff, "C'mon, old man. I clawed myself out of the grave and this is how you treat your 'beloved son, departed from the earth too soon?'"

He already knows the truth; maybe there was a time this man had regarded him as a beloved son. Back when Remus had been a quiet, subdued child, perfectly manageable and obedient. But that time had long passed.

"I know I probably should've stayed dead but you know me! I'm not great at following rules."

Virgil Storm, or in this case, "The Raven" still doesn't do anything. It is a little unnerving, actually. Remus had expected there to be harsh words thrown his way, or perhaps even be pinned into a chokehold by this point in the interaction.

The Raven doesn't kill. During his first bout at the whole being alive thing, that been a contentious point between the two. Yet, would an abomination like Remus count as a living being?

"And," Remus says abruptly, shifting his weight against the wall, "you can't kill me. You can try, but like. It won't work. I jumped off like a twenty story building--went splat! Like a bug, it was really messy, but I didn't die. Um, you can take a DNA sample to prove it's me--"

"Remus?" The Raven speaks at last, his voice garbled and gravelly from the voice modifier of the mask.

"Yeah, it's me. I mean, we both know Prince Boring doesn't have the guts to pull off a prank like this," Remus smirks, "I'm sure he's happy that I haven't been around to play screamo when I have the aux or fill his backpack with severed Barbie doll heads."

The Raven's cloaked figure starts staggering towards him. Remus moves to stand upright once more, his body tensing. He can take the punch, it'll hurt but it won't leave any bruises. Remus has done enough experimenting to know he can't be physically harmed anymore. At least not permanently in any way that matters.

But rather a punch thrown his way, the Raven's arms seize hold of him. Not around his neck, but around his body, as the Raven leans around him, his cloak wrapping around Remus like a blanket. He is...hugging Remus? What the fuck?

A cold pricking sensation hits Remus, spreading out through every inch of his body. But he does not move to resist the Raven's embrace.

"I'm sorry," His adoptive father murmurs, "I made so many mistakes, I was afraid but I shouldn't have allowed my fear to control me in the way that I did--"

"Aren't you paranoid?" Remus whispers, "What if I'm not actually Remus? What if I'm just a shapeshifter pretending to be him? Or--or something else?"

"But I know you're you. Do you really think I wouldn't have investigated the assumed grave robbery of my son's corpse?" The Raven counters, "I already have a DNA sample I collected from your confrontation with the Dragon Witch analyzed."

Of course, of course Virgil already had a DNA sample. To any sane person, this might've been a horrifying realization. But for Remus, who spent ten years under the man's roof, this was perfectly normal behavior of a man obsessive enough to run around as a nonpowered cloaked vigilante.

"Remus, you have every reason to hate me or even Roman," The voice modifier pitched upwards in an odd high tone, "but would you'd be willing to come home for at least Janus's sake?"

Remus forgets how to breathe for a moment. There are many reasons why he hasn't sought out his family. He isn't sure if he is willing to accept Virgil's apology, much less risk seeing Roman's face again. But Janus is different. He has always understood Remus in the ways the others never did.

Despite Janus being Virgil's "man in the chair" as it were, he has never operated with the same morals. Remus will never forget the time some henchmen broke into their secret hideout while Virgil and Roman had been away on a mission. Janus had not hesitated to put lead directly into their foreheads.

"I'm afraid I don't indulge in the same mercy as your father," Janus had said, tidying up the mess they'd left behind, "It is my duty to preserve the safety of those I've been sworn to protect, even if comes at the lives of others."

The Raven is a vigilante that is shrouded in mystery. There are rumors that circulate the streets that the Raven is inhuman, a being that moves swiftly and strikes without warning. Some even dare to whisper about the unfortunate ends that some of the Raven's victims have met. What they don't know is that last bit is all of Janus's doing.

It's why Remus has never understood Virgil's hypocrisy. He'll turn a blind eye to Janus's actions but Remus, roughing up a thug a little too harshly? Oh no, no, no, that was the most heinous thing Remus could ever do.

(He wonders what his adoptive father thinks of his actions not only tonight, but the past few months. Isn't this everything his father feared and more? Putting aside the whole "not being dead" thing, isn't this enough to make him irredeemable in the Raven's eyes?)

"Janus?" Remus hesitates, "would he be willing to make his tea?"

"For you, I am sure he is willing to prepare a full spread of pastries along with a pot of tea. He has...missed you a lot, Remus."

Remus's stomach rumbles. He hasn't eaten in weeks--not since he realized his body technically doesn't need food to survive. But he does need Janus's pastries. Those pastries are never a want, but a necessity.

"Okay, I'll go." Remus says, craning his neck to meet the Raven's gaze, "but only because I'm hungry."

Somehow, this causes a snort from his adoptive father. The closest thing resembling a laugh that the Raven will ever do. When he is not the Raven, and is simply Virgil--sometimes the man will actually laugh. Even so, that snort is the closest thing to a laugh that Remus has heard from the man in close to a year before his death.

Remus's legs buckle beneath him, almost bringing the Raven down with him. But it's not from the shock of the old man laughing. No, it's more likely his body protesting his week long streak of not sleeping.

It seems even though he doesn't require as much sleep as before, he still requires a certain amount of it. Or at least, that is what makes the most sense in his hazy racing thoughts.

"I've got you," Virgil whispers, his words unfettered by the voice modifier, "you're safe now."

Arms gather underneath him, as a long Kevlar cloak is draped around his wiry figure. An unwanted memory drifts to the surface; a time where his kid self demanded to be carried home and the Raven obliged without complaint. Roman had trailed after them, begging to be carried as well.

Janus had taken one look at their return (Roman clinging to Virgil's back like a baby koala while Remus was cradled in his arms) and simply raised an eyebrow. But it was clear through his stifled breathing that he found the entire thing comical.

Remus doesn't want to fall unconscious. He'll deny it, protest it with a wide grin and a cackle, that death doesn't scare him. But he is terrified of pitch black darkness.

He fears a confined undetermined space that is meant to seal him away deep in the ground. He fears wood splinters underneath his fingernails as he chokes on dirt as he continues to dig upwards, driven by an urge to survive--to break out of the ground to blessed, fresh air. He fears staring at a gravestone and just laughing until he started vomiting clods of dirt.

What if Virgil is lying about Janus? What if he decides to bury Remus again, this time in a coffin made out of titanium or reinforced concrete--dooming him to a living death?

"No," He mumbles, attempting to grasp tightly to Virgil's cloak, "I don't--"

But his eyes flutter shut against his volition, and he can only hope that they truly did miss him enough; that the words carved on his gravestone were genuine and sincere.

Remus Seagrove

20XX-20XXX

Beloved Son, Brother, Friend

Dearly Missed and Departed from the Earth too Soon

[glassbead-xx]

I was today years old when it hit me that if it’s Latla’s birthday then it’s also Leila’s because they’re twins

Their birthday was last week

[daenystheedreamer]

ok after omaegorverse its a jaehaera lives au

[boughkeeperdain]

I have never seen Danny phantom nor read a batman comic but my gosh if I havent been sucked into rhe batpham void these last few weeks

Theyre all so incredible and if I ever write anything I will base my knowledge purely on what I have read.

[jdrmfavs]

Sano Hayato.

[vm-haunts]

Red Hood Is A What Now?

Fact one: Red Hood is not a single person. No one agrees on how many guys are in the rotation, or whoever they might be, but everyone that works for Hood knows the boss isn't a single person. Hell, half of them had seen more than one Hood showing up to meetings by now, it's far from a secret.

Fact two: the twins, Jay and Gales, are connected with the boss. Again, nobody agrees on how exactly, but they most definitely are. Maybe they're Hood's son, maybe they're younger siblings. Maybe they're sugar babies even. Whoever they are to Hood though, it's clear that they're trusted enough to stand in at meetings when Boss is unavailable.

Fact three: the twins are metas, honestly it's really obvious in the way their eyes and hair change color like a mood ring. Nobody bothered mentioning it cause that's pretty much all there's to it, just some cosmetic change that isn't even helpful.

...

Or, Danny and Jason is somehow running a gang together, the bulky Red Hood armor is very good at hiding silhouettes actually, and the two are known metas to literally every body except themselves.

[kozukatt]

Ninjago knows how to write really good likable villains and how to write good dislikable villains

Take the serpentine for example: they’re so funny and Scales was very redeeming in later seasons and Pythor was an amazing villain but also incredibly funny and enjoyable to watch

on the other hand we have my most hated villain nadakan: he just is a creep for wanting to marry nya and is insanely power hungry

and we also have kalmar from seabound who I absolutely despise

but most of the villains I really like bc they’re either funny or have redeemable qualities

like captain soto with his peg leg and “pajama men” and Ronan just bc he’s a good character and enjoyable to watch interact with everyone else

the overlord was not my favorite villain but also not my least favorite he was just meh like he was there for a good plot and a good villain fight but his first few appearances weren’t my favorite when he came back in crystallized was my personal fav appearance of him

also chen I just hate that man he’s so fucking annoying

once again harumi is an amazing villain and a much darker character which I enjoy bc it adds some flavor to the show that older kids enjoy when younger kids don’t see the underlying theme

personally undead garmadon is my fav version of him just because there’s this certain ruthlessness to him that is just much more enjoyable to watch and it also puts a strain on Lloyd which makes his character arcs much more important

the oni aren’t too big of a plot point but they aren’t my favorite villains either they just didn’t add anything to the story

time twins are in the middle too they were enjoyable to watch interact with each other and the ninja but I just didn’t really like the season all that much it was a great season for Kai and nya since their parents and all but other than that it wasn’t my fav

king whatever his name is the one from the season with cole’s mom wasn’t my fav either he was just super annoying I wanted to punch him in the face

esphira was an okay villain definitely not my favorite either she was also pretty annoying with her whole revenge thing

those are all of the main villains I can think of but if I’m missing any pls feel free to tell me but yeah that’s my rant on ninjago villains

[myblacknightworld]

JUST FINISHED WAKFU SEASON 4 AND OH MY GOD MAN WHAT A RIDE

[mikumutual]

i truly believe that the zombies in plants vs zombies are not, by the traditional definition, zombies. i don't believe that there is any official lore so this is my speculation based on the (first) game.

zombies in popular culture are humans who have died and their corpses are reanimated through some means, and they attack/eat humans, who then become zombies in turn. why might one assume the pvz enemies match this definition?

one, they are called zombies. two, they enjoy eating brains. three, lyrics in the ending song support this: "we are the undead" and "i used to play football". these lines imply that the zombies used to be living, then died, and now are undead. however, i don't believe this. i think that they refer to themselves as undead because they understand their similarities to traditional zombies. and i think the football zombie assumes he used to play football, based on his outfit, but doesn't actually remember it (seeing as his description in the suburban almanac says "he has no idea what a football is").

i believe that they are not truly undead because - the crux of my argument - all of the zombies are created from scratch by dr zomboss. as in, i don't think he's reanimating humans. i think he's creating these grunts to do his bidding because he personally benefits from what they do. this can be supported by crazy dave in level 5 of the pool levels: "funny thing about the zombie process, sometimes it makes them come out real little. and real mean!" and then the level is filled with extremely tiny but fast zombies. i refuse to believe that this could have resulted from the reanimating of humans. dr zomboss has some kind of machine somewhere that zombies just emerge from wholecloth, and if he fucks it up then they come out tiny. see also: the gargantuar zombie, which absolutely could not have been the corpse of a human. i know crazy dave is cartoonishly stylized and human, but there's just no way. plus the fact that each zombie of each type wears identical clothing, acting identical, and they just keep coming without fail. i mean, i know the main character lives across the street from a graveyard, but there cannot possibly be that many graves.

actually i just read backup dancer zombie's description which says that he graduated from a performing arts center in "zombie new york city" so actually i think zombies just live in this world alongside humans, terrorizing humans, and dr edgar zomboss just built the robot and is a sort of cult leader. ignore everything i said above because i have no fucking idea what the lore is