#america really does have a gun problem

[bootleg-nessie]

Rating band names based on their accuracy:

(I keep updating this list so check back later)

The Beatles: 3/10. None of these people are beetles, they’re just a bunch of fruity guys from Liverpool with matching haircuts

(Edit: changed from 0/10 to 3/10 because John Lennon beat his wife)

Pink Floyd: 4/10. There is not a single person named Floyd in the band, but some of the members do arguably look kinda pink

Nirvana: 10/10. Getting high and listening to Nirvana is roughly what I imagine actual nirvana to be like

Foo Fighters: either 0/10 or 10/10. I have never seen foo in real life so either they’re pretending to fight a problem that doesn’t exist or they’re doing an absolutely fantastic job of fighting it

The Eagles: 0/10. Same as the Beatles, there is not a single eagle in this band. The name is misleading and we have all been lied to

Queen: 6/10. Partial points for Freddie Mercury

Led Zeppelin: 0/10. I don’t think any of these guys have ever even seen a zeppelin, let alone one made of lead. A lead balloon would crash faster than my hopes and dreams

The Rolling Stones: 3/10. There is not a single stone in this band. Some points added because I’m pretty sure they rolled quite a few

U2: 0/10. Despite what the name says, I am not a member of this band

Metallica: 9/10. Naming a metal band “Metallica” is like naming your dog “doggy”

Red Hot Chili Peppers: 2/10. These guys are not chili peppers. They’re not even that hot, let alone red hot

Guns N’ Roses: 0/10. How the fuck could a gun or a flower play music

Backstreet Boys: ?/10. Depends entirely on their current given location

Simon and Garfunkel: 10/10. No notes

The Doors: 1/10. Jim Morrison is kinda shaped like a door tho

Chicago: 4/10. The number of people in this band does not come even remotely close to the population of Chicago. Points added because it originated in Chicago

Earth, wind, and fire: 2/10. This is even more innacurate than Chicago. Points added because wind instruments were often used

Def Leppard: 3/10. There is not a single leopard in this band. Some of the members are probably kinda deaf by now tho

The Beach Boys: ?/10. Accuracy depends entirely on location

The Black Eyed Peas: 6/10. Not sure what the hell an ‘eyed pea’ is but the black part is pretty accurate

Imagine Dragons: ?/10. Depends entirely on whether or not they’re thinking about dragons.

Cage the Elephant: 1/10. Why would you do that. Let the elephant go

Green Day: 0/10. They’re not even green

The Police: 0/10. There is not a single cop in this band

KISS: 5/10. I’m sure they probably kissed sometimes

The Monkees: 0/10. Are you fucking kidding me

We Butter the Bread with Butter: 8/10. I can’t verify this but I have no reason to suspect that they’d lie. Butter seems like the most logical thing to butter bread with

King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard: 0/10. I got really excited about the concept of a lizard wizard only to be let down. My disappointment is immeasurable

They Might Be Giants: 5/10. I googled everyone in this band’s height, the tallest guy’s only 6’1 so I wouldn’t exactly consider him a giant. Then again, I can’t really argue because the claim was only that they MIGHT be giants

The Presidents of the United States of America: 2/10. None of these people are Joe Biden nor are any of them former presidents. This is incredibly misleading. I’m pretty sure “Lump” was written about my first girlfriend tho so I’ll give them a point or two

Gorillaz: 2/10 Not quite but we’re kinda close genetically so I’ll give them partial credit

The Killers: ?/10. I have no way of verifying if they’ve actually killed before but the fact that they’re not in prison tells me probably not

The Offspring: 10/10. These guys are definitely somebody’s offspring

Arctic Monkeys: 1/10. They are neither monkeys nor are they from the arctic

Thirty Seconds to Mars: 1/10. It takes WAY longer to get to mars than that

Beastie Boys: 8/10. They’re pretty beast on the guitar

Jimmy Eat World: 1/10. Slow the fuck down Jimmy, you’re biting off way more than you can chew

Hole: 9/10. One point deducted because I’m pretty sure they had more than one hole

Rage Against the Machine: 10/10. They did exactly that

Alice In Chains: 0/10. This is illegal. Let Alice go

The Band: 10/10. This could not possibly be more accurate

Nine Inch Nails: 1/10. I can’t find any good pictures of their feet but from what I can tell their fingernails definitely aren’t nine inches long

Bush: ?/10. Not quite sure about this one, felt uncomfortable asking

The Who: 2/10. I’m not dealing with this “Who’s On First” bullshit

Radiohead: 0/10. Not a single person in this band has a radio for a head

Queens of the Stone Age: 0/10. This band should be called “five random dudes from the modern era” but FRDFTMA is a bit of a mouthful

Soundgarden: 2/10. Sound does not grow in the garden

Sonic Youth: 5/10. They’re not exactly youth anymore but the sonic part checks out

Talking heads: 8/10. There’s more to the band than just a bunch of disembodied heads but the heads do tend to talk

The Cranberries: 0/10. Decent music but I only added them so that the Beatles and Freddie Mercury weren’t the only fruits on this list

The Wiggles: 8/10. They do tend to wiggle a lot

Blue Man Group: 10/10. Yep!

Weezer: 5/10. They all look like they definitely have asthma

Limp Bizkit: 3/10. While the visual image of baked goods playing the guitar is hilarious, Fred durst is not a biscuit. Points added because he probably has erectile dysfunction

Stone Temple Pilots: 0/10. None of these people are accredited as being licensed to pilot anything, much less an entire stone temple. Stone temples don’t need pilots anyways

Wasted Youth: 8/10. I guess it really kinda depends on how you frame it but yeah, they probably wasted a lot of it

Them Crooked Vultures: 3/10. These are people and not birds but Dave Grohl’s posture is kinda bad and John Paul Jones is so old that his neck kinda looks like a vulture’s so I added some points

Audioslave: 0/10. Slavery is illegal

Traveling Wilburys: 4/10. Sure, they traveled a lot but not a single one of those lying bastards was named Wilbury

D12: 6/12. There were only 6 people in this band

NWA: 10/10. I’m a little too white to safely comment on this one but I’d say they nailed it

Jet: 1/10. A real jet would be way too loud

Goldfinger: 0/10. Not a single person in this band has a finger made out of gold

No Doubt: ?/10. I can’t really be too sure how Gwen Stefani felt but I think it’s probably a safe assumption that she had some doubts

The White Stripes: 3/10. I bet if you stripped them down naked and made them stand shoulder to shoulder and squinted really hard they’d probably look more like white stripes

Screaming trees: 3/10. They scream occasionally

Garbage: 2/10. I think they’re being a little harsh on themselves, their music isn’t THAT bad

Butthole Surfers: 5/10. Not even gonna touch this one

Megadeth: 3/10. To be fair, some of the former members are dead but only a little amount of death, not mega death

Dead Kennedys: 2/10. Last I checked Kennedy was still dead but neither he nor his clones are members of this band

Cake: 0/10. The cake is a lie

Cracker: 8/10. Most of them are

Tool: 7/10. I don’t know much about their music but they sure look like tools

Counting Crows: ?/10. Is this what emo kids do instead of counting sheep? Accuracy depends on whatever bird they happen to be counting at the moment

Dave Matthews Band: 10/10. It certainly is

Oasis: 1/10. Their music is the opposite of an oasis

Blur: 2/10. They are not that fast

Barenaked Ladies: 0/10. If I wanted to be this disappointed I’d reestablish a connection with my biological father instead

Meat Puppets: 10/10. Technically, aren’t we all?

Live: 8/10. Apparently they still do live shows but I deducted some points because I’ve only ever heard their music on Spotify

ABBA: 9/10. I’m still not giving any points to Guns N’ Roses but that’s mostly out of spite

5 Finger Death Punch: 8/10 I guess it probably depends on how hard you hit them but this seems to be the usual amount of fingers to punch somebody with

All American Rejects: 9/10. They’re all rejects from America so I don’t really see any issue with this

T. Rex: 0/10. Even if any of these people WAS a T. Rex I don’t think their arms would be long enough to play their instruments

Free: 0/10. Unless you steal their music, in which case it becomes a 10/10

The Strokes: 3/10. To my knowledge, none of them have had a stroke but I still added a few points because the name was probably accurate for other reasons

The Smashing Pumpkins ?/10. Another thing I have no way of verifying but this seems like a waste of perfectly good pumpkins

Therapy?: ?/10. The hell are they asking me for? I don’t know their medical history

Twenty One Pilots. 0/10. There’s only two of them and neither is a licensed pilot

Finger Eleven: 0/10. Leave the poor Stranger Things girl out of this

Fall Out Boy: 9/10. I conferred with an expert on this one who confirmed that they are in fact boys who had a falling out

Cream: 8/10. Considering this was the OG supergroup I’m sure a lot of people did in fact cream when their music came out

Edit: humans aren’t fucking monkeys. Stop saying we are

[reasonsforhope]

Double dose of articles about how crime is actually plummeting

From the UK:

"Seventy-eight per cent of people in England and Wales think that crime has gone up in the last few years, according to the latest survey. But the data on actual crime shows the exact opposite.

As of 2024, violence, burglary and car crime have been declining for 30 years and by close to 90%, according to the Crime Survey for England and Wales (CSEW) – our best indicator of true crime levels. Unlike police data, the CSEW is not subject to variations in reporting and recording.

The drop in violence includes domestic violence and other violence against women. Anti-social behaviour has similarly declined. While increased fraud and computer misuse now make up half of crime, this mainly reflects how far the rates of other crimes have fallen.

All high-income countries have experienced similar trends, and there is scientific consensus that the decline in crime is a real phenomenon.

The perception gap

So why is there such a gulf between public perception and the reality of crime trends? A regular YouGov poll asks respondents for their top three concerns from a broad set of issues. Concern about crime went from a low in 2016 (when people were more concerned with Brexit), quadrupled by 2019 and plummeted during the pandemic when people had other worries. But in the last year, the public’s concern about crime has risen again.

There are many possible explanations for this, of which the first is poor information. A study published in 1998 found that “people who watch a lot of television or who read a lot of newspapers will be exposed to a steady diet of crime stories” that does not reflect official statistics.

The old news media adage “if it bleeds, it leads” reflects how violent news stories, including crime increases and serious crimes, capture public attention. Knife crime grabs headlines in the UK, but our shock at individual incidents is testament to their rarity and our relative success in controlling violence – many gun crimes do not make the news in the US.

Most recent terrorist attacks in the UK have featured knives (plus a thwarted Liverpool bomber), but there is little discussion of how this indicates that measures to restrict guns and bomb-making resources are effective."

-via The Conversation, May 13, 2024

And the United States:

"[The United States experienced a spike in crime rates in 2020, during the pandemic.] But in 2023, crime in America looked very different.

"At some point in 2022 — at the end of 2022 or through 2023 — there was just a tipping point where violence started to fall and it just continued to fall," said Jeff Asher, a crime analyst and co-founder of AH Datalytics.

In cities big and small, from both coasts, violence has dropped.

"The national picture shows that murder is falling. We have data from over 200 cities showing a 12.2% decline ... in 2023 relative to 2022," Asher said, citing his own analysis of public data. He found instances of rape, robbery and aggravated assault were all down too.

Yet when you ask people about crime in the country, the perception is it's getting a lot worse.

A Gallup poll released in November found 77% of Americans believed there was more crime in the country than the year before. And 63% felt there was either a "very" or "extremely" serious crime problem — the highest in the poll's history going back to 2000.

So what's going on?

What the cities are seeing

What you see depends a lot on what you're looking at, according to Asher.

"There's never been a news story that said, 'There were no robberies yesterday, nobody really shoplifted at Walgreens,'" he said.

"Especially with murder, there's no doubt that it is falling at [a] really fast pace right now. And the only way that I find to discuss it with people is to talk about what the data says." ...

For cities like San Francisco, Baltimore and Minneapolis, there may be different factors at play [in crime declining]. And in some instances, it comes as the number of police officers declines too.

Baltimore police are chronically short of their recruitment goal, and as of last September had more than 750 vacant positions, according to a state audit report...

In Minneapolis, police staffing has plummeted. According to the Star Tribune, there are about 560 active officers — down from nearly 900 in 2019. Mannix said the 2020 police killing of George Floyd resulted in an unprecedented exodus from the department...

In Minneapolis, the city is putting more financial resources into nontraditional policing initiatives. The Department of Neighborhood Safety, which addresses violence through a public health lens, received $22 million in the 2024 budget."

-via NPR, February 12, 2024

[lologoinsolo]

I should be working on literally all my other stuff but also I was reading Single Dad Simon, by shotmrmiller (go read it. Now!!) and got inspired. Problem is…. I also got inspired by the Walking Dead sooooooooooooo

TW: Zombies, slightly edited and kinda abrupt ending

You can’t believe your luck. You really can’t, you’ve been running on fumes trying to survive this nightmare of a planet. No one believed that zombies could exist, you faintly remember the rumors that sprouted up in America. But no one paid attention to it, why would they? Man eating monsters that cause an infection to burn through your body making you turn on your loved ones? Yeah… sure, buddy.

Unfortunately for you, and everyone else, it’s real though. Very fucking real especially with the hoard that’s barreling down your way. They’re groaning and moaning, skin a sickly color and black gums signaling their infection along with clouded, starving eyes. Surprisingly for their decaying minds and body they can still run and if you were of the more athletic figure then maybe you’d have gotten away quicker.

You ended up shoving yourself through the back entrance of a gas station. Had to leave your backpack of preserves, extra clothing, and bandages behind to fit through since the damn door wouldn’t open all the way. You didn’t forgo your knife nor your flashlight and you’re glad you kept it on hand. Two dead zombies lay on the ground with single bullet holes through their temple. The hair on your neck prickles at the thought that maybe you aren’t alone. “Shit,” you don’t carry a gun with you, loud noises encourages the dead to come around after all but in times like these… you wish had something more than a knife. You ease around the corner after barricading the back door better so you can take your time exploring.

Your flashlight works fairly well but there are flickering lights on once you get to the front of the store. “Might be a separate generator?” Murmuring to yourself, electricity and water in buildings are rare nowadays. The windows to the gas station are all boarded up haphazardly, quickly even from how there’s blankets strewn across what the boards couldn’t hide. There’s still food in here, not much nutritional wise but beggars can’t be choosers. And there is blood by the register, you check for something bad and you are glad to say there isn’t anything worth a hassle.

It isn’t until you get closer to the breakroom that you hear a noise. A man muttering something in a hushed, quiet voice. His back is towards you but he’s swaying side to side, elbows moving up and down. He’s holding something, he can’t be a zombie his skin isn’t sickly looking. Just a very rich brown, plus no zombie moves like that. With their body decaying so much it’s hard for them to move. Either way, you should probably leave because if he turns around he mi—

Creakkkk

Your eyes widen when the door you were leaning against gives you away. The man jerks around and whips his gun out. The barrel elongated with a silencer, his eyes as sharp as a whip as he zeros in on you. He doesn’t shoot though just stares you down even as you sputter.

“I-I… uh,” waving your hands, “not a zombie, not a zombie!” You fear moving back would make him shot. Him turned to you allows you to see a small bundle in his free arm, tiny little hand wiggling and grasping. “A—“ your words die when his brows narrow. “I’m sorry,” you say quickly, “there’s a hoard out there and I ran in here from the back door to hide, look.” You slowly grab your knife and place it on the floor before kicking it to him. “I’m unarmed.” You say truthfully and you hope he’ll be kind enough to not actually shoot you now.

He flicks down to your knife and then looks back at you. He doesn’t sheath his gun but he does finally speak, “I had that door barricaded.” There’s a calculating look to him that breaks when his baby starts crying a little, poor thing might be hungry or tired or whatever babies do. “Shh, little one,” he murmurs once more but this time he lowers his gun. He must’ve deemed you safe enough and you won’t do anything to ruin that.

“Bad time to have a baby with you, yeah?” Curse your stupid mouth. You’re sweating bullets when he gives you a look. His brow quirked high, eyeing you up and down, a ‘really, right now?’ kinda look to him. You think this might be it since he could take a offense to your remark. He’s got the damn gun after all but… he grins a little.

“Sorry, love,” rolling his eyes as he calms his baby. “Could’t find a babysitter around here, too many bad reviews.”

You blink and then you laugh. A real genuine laugh, “I’ll be on the lookout for one then. I think I saw some numbers when I was running.” You catch a breath you didn’t know escaped you. You’re slow in your descent to sit, you don’t make a move to come closer to him or his baby. Too afraid that you’ll move the wrong way and he’ll shoot you even now after joking.

He only nods a thanks, he looks tired and exhausted. Everyone does but you can’t imagine running around with a baby that’s probably under one. His gun is sheaths to his thigh holster, easy access to grab, as he cups the back of his little one’s head. You can respect the need for easy access, you wish you had your bat still. You lost that one about 2 weeks ago, the wood had splintered as you used it to hit a zombie with riot gear on.

“You alone?”

You perk up once more when he speaks. There’s a warning in the air to tell the truth and you do so willingly. “I’m by myself, sir. I was in a group but that was when this whole mess started. I left when I didn’t think it was safe, they started acting really weird.” Blabbing more when anxious, what can you say? You don’t know him, he doesn’t know you. He could still kill you… “so, yeah… kinda on my own. Well not kinda— more like… am? I mean, I am. That’s not a question but a fact. I just— why are you laughing?”

He listened intently in the beginning but with the way you’re acting he couldn’t stop himself. Makes sense though, he can’t blame you for being worried. “Sorry, thought you were about to talk my ear off. Put my little one right to sleep,” well not really, his baby start snoozing before he asked.

“Well, excuse me for talking.” Grumbling once more and that small grin on his face widens. Your arms crossed as your knee wiggles up and down. After some time you tell him your name and he in turn tells you his.

“Garrick, Kyle Garrick,” saying his name firmly, almost military like. Now that you think about it, he might be military. He has that air about him from how his shoulders are pulled back and he’s standing firm like a rod. He looks pretty athletic too, even with the jeans and hoodie you can tell he’s got muscle.

“Nice to meet you, Kyle.” Leaning back on the wall and you mean it. You can’t remember the last time you spoke to someone or a guy. You feel a bit more at ease now with knowing his name. He’s handsome, that’s for sure, he definitely would’ve turned your head if you saw him walking down the street. Your heart does squeeze when you look to the sleeping little bundle, their mama… what happened to her?

He follows your line of sight, protective in every sense of the word as he holds his baby closer. “You can stay till morning.” He says firmly, “but you’ll leave after. Got it?” His finger taps on his holstered gun and you nod quickly. You knew it was only a matter of time before he said that, at least he’s letting you stay the night.

“Yup,” pointing a thumbs up with no argument in sight, “definitely. No worries on my end.” There’s a corner in the room you could sleep in but also… he might not want you to sleep in here. You stand up slowly, “I’ll sleep in the front.” He watches as you stand and make your way out. You shut the door for him, he doesn’t seem worried about the food in the front. Maybe he’s got a secret stash, you’re not gonna try your luck to see if he does though.

You find a corner in the front, you turn the lights off before trying to get some sleep. You don’t want to attract any unwanted moths and settle in as best as you can. You’d take the blankets off the window but it’s better the glass is covered instead of you. No one alive would be able to peak in and no one dead should be able to either.

Rolling your neck, you sigh when you feel something pop. Your backpack is outside and you’ll have to grab that come first light. Hopefully no one stole it or was kicked around by the dead. You find your sleep after you counted your sheep only to be awoken god knows how many hours later to a screaming baby and groaning against the glass.

Shit

[ironteeth-fury]

Graves and Shepherd who get pardoned after the whole Las Almas debacle because power, money, connections and America

And price and laswell try their goddamn bests but there is nothing they can do

And Ghost is a wreck. Two men he worked with, that he had to trust in the field, who /betrayed/ him, and there are no consequences? This is not something he can fix, not a problem he can make go away with a knife or a gun because he's army and legally their hands are tied.

And he would, he knows he would hunt them down and kill them and take the fall for it, if that means that he never comes home to dead loved ones again because he left a threat out in the world, a threat he ran away from instead of dealing with it.

But he also knows if he kills them, Price will get in trouble. Laswell too, likely. Maybe even Gaz and Soap.

So he stays put, barely sleeps, obsessively keeps an eye on his team and doesnt let them out of his sight. Becomes paranoid about checking locks and watching his team sleep. Hates hates hates that Laswell and her wife dont live on base -how is he supposed to watch, protect and defend if she isnt here?

And Soap sees all of this and tries to help, really he does, but nothing has an effect and he can see ghost collapsing under the sleep deprivation.

So he fibbs. Tells ghost hes been having nightmares (true) about las almas (true) about stalking the streets and being alone (also true) and would ghost please keep watch while soap sleeps because then he wont be alone. And soap made it out of that hell with Ghost watching over him, so if ghost watches over him again he'll make it out of this hell, too. And yes, this is all true.

But its also a ploy in the hope that Ghost will accept the same favor after.

He's heard his sisters complain about their husbands plenty, about how they will not accept help unless they think theyre providing it instead. So he tries that, and it helps, but not enough.

And Soap, desperately in love with Ghost at this point, angry at the world, impulsive and protective and oh so skilled, has had enough.

He does his research, makes preperations, gets another idea, thinks /fuck it/ and works on incorporating that, too.

He gets Price to send him and Ghost back to las almas, to help rudy and alejandro.

He crosses his t's and dots his i's

And asks Simon on a date.

Simon is fucking blindsided by this, it came out of nowhere what the fuck? And because he is so startled his brain gets no time to overthink and he just blurts out a "yes". Soap grins, pats him on the arm and tells him to be ready at 7, wear comfortable clothes.

So simon spends the rest of the day freaking out, he doesnt know how to date, hes never been on a date in his life. Dinner, movies, minigolf? What the fuck is he supposed to do with that??

And then Soap shows up with a dazzling grin and workout gear and hands him a gift. "Didnae think you were the type for flowers, L.t." he'll say, and its a /knife/ and its clearly custom made, different types of flowers etched into the blade and the handle both. Its sharp and perfectly balanced and the nerves calm down

Soap knows who he asked out, knows he would be uncomfortable with dinner and a movie. Ghost just has to trust him.

Its kind of scary how easy it is to admit that, yes, he does trust Johnny. With his life -with the lives of his loved ones. With his nightmares and his memories and the fact that his hands shake when there is dirt under his nails.

So he takes the knife, says thank you, and follows Soap.

And Soap? Takes him to a mission briefing? There are blueprints and schedules and movement logs. Soap wont tell him the target or exactly what theyre doing, and Ghost feels like he should be wary, but he isnt.

Because its Soap.

So Soap takes him on this mission and it ends with Graves on his knees in front of them, hands cuffed behind his back, and Johnny telling him "you can either kill him here, or I have a secondary location we can take him. We have all night, and all of tomorrow as well. Whatever you want, darling"

So yeah, murder date. Knife gifts. And i have more ideas on how this goes but tbh i am writing this and wouldn't wanna spoil everything ahaha.

Inspired by a blsky thread that made my brain run wild. (Blsky link but also ao3 link for the same thread for those that prefer that)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58595743/chapters/162947845

And a lil bit of the actual writing cuz why not

[tobiasdrake]

It's interesting how Marvel does seem to be talking about The Punisher's symbol in two different avenues around the same time now - in the new Ultimate 'verse the most recent issue features The Ultimates (Avengers) against the Red Skulls, a Neo Nazi group that co-opted the Punisher skull, coloured it red and use it as their logo.

This issue is also narrated by the Original Human Torch, who personally killed Hitler in the 40's (in multiple 'verses no less), and there's pretty overt political commentary in the series as a whole.

It's not the first time they've brought this up. The actual Punisher has had to confront the co-opting of his imagery in his comics before, and typically comes down in no uncertain terms on the side of "Don't do that."

But it's basically an impossible conversation topic to approach from the perspective of a Punisher comic because... like... the imagery of the Punisher is the problem.

Writers can write Frank going "Don't do that!" all they want but. Like. No one who's using Frank's imagery cares about what he personally thinks. They care about how his imagery makes them feel. They care about the way the things that Frank does feels empowering to their worldview.

They read Punisher comics because they hate the kinds of people that Frank hates, even if they have different ways of qualifying who goes into that category. It feels validating to see those people depicted the way Frank's comics depict them, and it feels cathartic to watch Frank do what he does to those people.

Police believe that they are a necessary evil. Sheep, wolves, and sheepdogs. The sheep may bleat and moan, the sheep hate the sheepdogs, but the sheepdogs are the only thing keeping them save from the wolves. Frank is a sheepdog who enthusiastically tears wolves to bits with his claws and teeth in visceral, grounded ways that the other sheepdogs can fantasize about doing themselves.

And the comics will say that Frank is miserable, he hates himself, he's a bad man. But that's just part of the romantic fantasy of the sheepdog. "YEAH!!!" they cheer. "I'm a bad man who does bad things to worse men! Yeehaw!"

The imagery of Frank decked out in his cool symbol gunning down the "scum of society" will always speak louder than Frank going, "No, stop, do not do these cool things you love to watch me do." Whether his writers like it or not, they are writing the Messiah of Police Brutality. That is what the Punisher is on a fundamental level. It's inescapably buried in his narrative DNA.

You cannot condemn the legacy of the Punisher in pop culture without condemning the Punisher in a way that most people writing Punisher comics probably aren't going to be willing to do.

But other people's comics can condemn the shit out of the Punisher. Remember that time in Civil War when Captain America beat the shit out of him and said he isn't welcome as an Anti-Registration hero? Daredevil has a complicated relationship with the Punisher where he sees Frank as a bad guy but one capable of being reformed, but Spider-Man just punches him really hard in the junk and calls it a day.

Oh, and speaking of junk punches, this happened.

You are not obligated to treat the Punisher nicely if his name isn't on the title.

So I'm a little more optimistic about these kinds of conversations arising out of stories that aren't Frank's.

[girlfriendsofthegalaxy]

tuesday again no problem 11/26/2024

i don't have a good anecdote this week, i have the flu. look at my cat

listening

ty @shinygoodrock for the rec! billy bragg's the marching song of the covert. i was startled by the british accent but briefly forgot the uk's been colonizing way longer than god's favorite country, the usa

so SO cheery and so catchy! samples When The Ants Go Marching In!

Here we come with our candy and our guns And our corporate muscle marches in behind us For freedom's just another word for nothing left to sell And if you want narcotics we can get you those as well

it reminds me a lot of this poster i have framed but not hung up yet, jesse purcell's "A.G.F.T.P.O.T.U.S.O.A. (A Gift From The People Of The United States Of America)" (getcher own print at the link through justseeds)

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reading

my favorite tinned fish newsletter is back! i like this newsletter for its dry anecdotal voice, but i coincidentally have a tin of mackerel in tomato sauce in the pantry for mackintosh name reasons. seems like the best way to have it is fairly plain with some light seasonings. the author was a senior editor at vice and has been out of work for a bit since that site's collapse, so it's good to see him back doing silly free nonsense like his tinned fish newsletter

i had Dreadful by Caitlin Rozakis on hold for nearly six months so it extra hurt when i didn't particularly care for it.

like, what a premise! a beautifully written blurb that got my attention! i think i got an ad for this one on instagram. either that or it was floating around on this site.

A sharp-witted, high fantasy farce featuring killer moat squid, toxic masculinity, evil wizards and a garlic festival - all at once. Perfect for fans of T. Kingfisher, K. J. Parker and Travis Baldree. It’s bad enough waking up in a half-destroyed evil wizard’s workshop with no eyebrows, no memories, and no idea how long you have before the Dread Lord Whomever shows up to murder you horribly and then turn your skull into a goblet or something. It’s a lot worse when you realize that Dread Lord Whomever is… you. Gav isn’t really sure how he ended up with a castle full of goblins, or why he has a princess locked in a cell. All he can do is play along with his own evil plan in hopes of getting his memories back before he gets himself killed. But as he realizes that nothing – from the incredibly tasteless cloak adorned with flames to the aforementioned princess – is quite what it seems, Gav must face up to all the things the Dread Lord Gavrax has done. And he’ll have to answer the hardest question of all – who does he want to be? Dread Lord Gavrax has had better weeks.

this is a debut novel based on a friendgroup's DnD campaign, and it does show a bit. maybe you have a friend who’s freshly into improv? it gets a little wrapped up in Doing Bits. at several points i did think “i could be reading terry pratchett right now instead of enduring this bit.”

the writing itself is solid on a technical level-- there's a good balance of dialogue to description, no word choices really slammed me in the face, it flowed pretty nicely and was a fast read. flounders a bit in the middle but does pick up speed, a middling-okay pacing. if this were not a debut novel and felt a little bit more done on purpose i would be interested in talking about how the frantic lunge from plot point to plot point mirrors our protag's internal sense of self.

i do not think this rises to the level of farce, or even pastiche. it is a darkly comedic but fairly straightforward fantasy. very light PG romance elements.

so much of it is concerned with perceptions/expectations/visual tropes and then the big baddie is simply a baddie with no further interrogation. like a lot A LOT of philosophical musings on the nature of evil and the expectations thereof creating self image and morality and has unionized goblins. everything else in this book is questioned. you can’t go halfway with a deconstruction or you’re just writing more of the genre you’re trying to deconstruct. there was a scene that really clicked satisfyingly in my brain with a female sorceress, where she goes basically everyone expects me to be a bitch and a whore so let's just cut to the chase and have fun being a bitch and a whore. this alternate viewpoint of misogyny making you evil does not successfully contrast with our protag's internal calibration and view of evil but damn if that isn't the experience of being a woman in stem.

the protagonist, gav, wakes up with No memories and thereby becomes Good. or at least Better. does rozakis feel that everyone is born good and your reactions to things happening to you shape your morality? there's a reveal that one of the murders amnesiac!gav is most torn up about didn't actually happen bc his staff faked it and smuggled her out. i think this seriously undercuts the moderate amount of thinking and soulsearching and figuring out how to atone for past actions he does previously. and then it doesn’t really address any of the problems it tangled with in favor of a movie ending. it did tread a bit into therapyspeak for me. fewer shades of gray than i would have liked.

this book is also extremely heterosexual for what i expect a modern comedy fantasy to be. it neatly sidesteps the gay=/= evil conundrum but it was startling to find our protagonist with not even a curious homosexual thought.

occasionally irritating, but it was funny, except when it had to unfold some plot and forgot about being funny. this was a perfectly pleasantly written debut novel but wasn’t quite what i wanted or expected. it tries a lot of things and it’s interesting to watch the rube goldberg machine of a plot work and fail in some parts, even if it really did not carry through on its central philosophy.

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watching

breezing through a lot of stuff bc it's easier to sleep propped up on my couch arm than in my actual bed. i usually don’t long DNFs but has to remind myself never to try Quo Vadis again. my god is that a tiresome film. and not even pretty costumes or pretty set design for the first forty minutes. whereupon i bailed. all of these were first time watches, dunno why I haven’t been reaching for comfort movies lately

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playing

genshin update knocking it out of the park and also really reminding me of link tearsofthekingdom. also introduces a really good bird you can possess and fly around with. lots of vertical sky/coastline exploration which is so so so fun. i have done most of the things in this update inside a week bc i don't think they anticipated unemployed people like mainlining it between applying for jobs.

this girl's village has background music that reminds me of classic american westerns like bernstein or copland? heavy billy the kid ballet vibes. the music in this update is SO good im excited to yell about it in an future week when they drop the next album.

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making

still fallow baybee. currently incubating the influenza. no longer feverish thank u nyquil

[that-one-enby-ranger]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ROGER TAYLOR

It is Roger Meddows Taylor's birthday today so of course I have to make it all of yours problems and yap about it.

We've gotta start off with how talented this man is. He is the KING of drummers in my eyes and will always be. Watched a full concert today to celebrate, and I was just focusing on how fast he could move, and he wasnt always looking at the drums. And his little solo in the Montreal concert and I was staring at him and oh my gosh he can move fast. He looked tired afterwards. And his voice is amazing in its own unique way. I love it. I love listening to live songs and looking out for his baking vocals. I died everytime. My favourite song to hear live is Crazy Little Thing Called Love just because of Roger's rEaDy FreDdIe 🤠. I die every single time I hear and go insane you don't even know. His backing vocals are just *mwah* CHEF'S kiss 🤌.

And his high pitched screaming in In the Lap of the Gods is amazing. Theres a video of Roger Taylor blessing your ears for an hour and a half and it's just him screaming in that song and it really does bless your ears.

Plus he's got solo albums. And unless I'm horribly wrong, he has the most solo albums out of the entire band. I don't have a favourite album but a couple of my fav songs are The Key, Man on Fire and Strange Frontier.

He's written lots of hits and great songs including Radio Gaga, A Kind of Magic, One Vision, These are the Days of Our Lives, The Invisible Man and of course, I'm in Love With My Car.

Then there's the underrated songs that I love like Drowse, Action This Day, Ride the Wild Wind and others that I forgot and I cant be bothered to look up.

He also studied dentistry in uni. I don't know if he would have actually ended up being a dentist if he hadn't joined. But just think if he did.

THIS MAN RIGHT HERE COULD HAVE BEEN YOUR DENTIST SHOVING HIS HANDS IN YOUR MOUTH.

I just watched a video while writing this called the genius of Roger Taylor and they talked about how good he is on drums and used drum talk that even though I play drums, I haven't been playing long enough to understand, so they go into more depth on how talented he is on the drums. Its called The Genius Of Roger Taylor by Drumeo.

And you've gotta talk about his heart warming lyrics.

"With my hand on my grease gun,

Ooooo it's like a disease son."

Magical.

And what makes that even better is that sometimes during concert he would mix the lyrics around, whether on accident or purpose, I don't know, but he would say "with YOUR hand on MY grease gun." Life changing.

But seriously you wanna know some good lyrics listen to the whole of These Are The Days of Our Lives. And then try not to cry.

Moving on from talent, we gotta talk about some more amazing things about him.

He's a funny little boy. Watch some clips of him and you'll see what I mean. I don't care if you don't agree with me, I know he's a funny little boy.

"He threw my best fucking pair of maracas. Great sounding maracas, took me HOURS to steal them, and he just..." I can't write the next part without it seeming like it's a roleplay because it's a motion he makes of throwing stuff away in the air.

Anyways, it was his idea to dress up in drag for the I Want to Break Free video and that was one of his best ideas ever. Rogerina looked amazing.

What a goddess. And when I Want to Break Free got canceled in America, he would help stand up for the video and wouldnt feel ashamed that they did it and said they had a great time and it was fun.

And somewhat similarly, but more importantly, after Freddie died, and the press were being homophobic perverts and saying stuff like Freddie had it coming, or he lived a promiscuous life style, Roger (and Brian) would go on TV and stand up for Freddie and would be like "thats not true at all, you fucking pricks." That's not what they actually said. And he would then go on about how the press were massive dicks to Freddie while trying to get into his private life especially towards the end.

Hes adorable. Sweetie. My love.

"I'd like to make it.. naked 😏, and raw."

"1 and 3/7ths sugars please." "No one and 3/7ths 😠"

"I've just written this new one, WHICH IM REALLY EXCITED ABOUT"

"ITS PERFECT"

Just some quotes there.

Also, APPARENTLY, my sources are shit, I've only heard this once, has not been backed up, but I'm including it anyways, but apparently when Roger wasn't allowed to have Stone lions out the front of his house, he thought outside the box and put up hundreds of glow and the dark gnomes.

He also apparently had to legally fight his neighbour to keep his giant statue of Freddie Mercury he had in his backyard because the neighbour APPARENTLY thought that it was "rUiNinG tHe laNdScApe"

He kissed Brian when he was drunk.

He was called sex on legs.

Grew a beard because people kept mistaking him as a girl.

His eyes.

"There was lots of sex and drugs. Actually there wasn't that much sex and ... Well there wasn't much drugs"

There's also some lovely sad stories with him. Mainly the 300 yards and I don't feel like crying again so I'm not gonna write it out.

I'm gonna stop this here because my finger feels weird from having a plaster on it for three days and I wanna focus on more Roger videos that I've been watching in the background for about an hour now. I'm just gonna say he is shemxy.

And then you've got this:

Love him. Appreciate him. I'm gonna marry him one day, mark my words.

There is a lot more on him. This is all I've got. For now.

[adachimoe]

Adachi's Mistake

One of the things that is never explained and seemingly left intentionally vague is Adachi's mistake.

After you hear his stupid bullshit on December 7th, he invites you to come find his real self, and you find him inside the TV. While he certainly says a lot of bullshit, I think this line is actually true. Adachi not taking his job seriously (implication being to the extent of messing up) is a recurring thing in the game, so much that him preparing Namatame to be transferred is something Dojima finds out of character or too serious for him.

Some of the meta text about the game (e.g. Adachi's character profiles) also mention him being transferred due to a mistake he made. So, while he does say a lot of bullshit, I think there's some truth to his mini-rant about this.

But what's the mistake he made? Hmm. I've read a lot of interviews and other meta stuff, and... I dunno lol. It doesn't seem to be in any of the stuff I've read. It seems fun to headcanon and speculate about. Maybe he did the exact same shit he's been doing in Inaba but his old boss was less tolerant than Dojima?

It seems that when this topic comes up amongst westerners, people automatically assume Adachi shot someone? That feels more like being American and assuming every country is America lol. And if we're being painfully realistic, he's a plain clothes detective so he wouldn't be carrying a gun to begin with unless it was a situation where it was deemed necessary that he should have one. (Also, I think I've posted about this before, but if Adachi is really just a gun nut, why the heck did he even become a plain clothes detective? Uniformed officers who work in the field would be more likely to carry one.)

I also think about the situation surrounding and reaction to Abe's assassination 2 years ago. Part of why that was such a huge spectacle is because gun violence there is very different (a lot lower). It gives me the impression that "a police officer accidentally shoots someone" would've been seen as a more major thing. In contrast, Adachi believes the mistake he made was something small, and the meta descriptions written about him in booklets seem to agree with this.

As far as civil servant transfers go in general, I am an idiot and went to read up about that on some Japanese websites. They occur every year around March/April and maybe again in the fall (matches up with Adachi saying he came to Inaba in the spring). It also seems pretty normal for civil servants to get transferred every 3-5 years, though things like "causing problems" can justify why you would get transferred.

Given that it's Adachi, maybe he didn't go drinking after work with his coworkers enough times and he gave them bad vibes so he got transferred, bwaha. Though he did go to New Year's Eve parties, so maybe he was actually a bit more social than I'm thinking...?

Random: I have learned that these "unexplained events" are called "noodle incidents", and I am shocked I recognized the reference... my older brothers used to read Calvin and Hobbes!

[mousathe14]

So as I mentioned before, Young Justice was interrupted by a whole “Sins of Youth” event where everyone’s ages were screwed up.

So this is our Justice League teenagers/Justice Society children crossover. Stargirl, as the only teenager in the Justice Society of America, is turned into an adult. Leaving her to babysit the JLA and the JSA as they work to try to get the JSA into space to get another age gun from the planet it was taken from.

Needless to say, she is having a bad time.

And with the amount of horndog Aquaman I had to endure, so am I.

Aquaman was clearly an early bloomer and has made it everyone’s problem.

So the reason why the kid in the yellow shirt is such a narc is because his name is Golden Boy, or at least that’s what I could ascertain from the issues when they go to space.

Which I guess means he’s supposed to be perfect or something?

Wally (Kid Flash) is being such a dick. I mean, he is a dick, like comics Wally West is actually a real jerk, but he usually had a ton of respect for the older speedsters except for maybe Max Mercury.

Anyhow, the reason why this whole cave thing is even happening is because the JSA need ricket fuel for their spaceship but this is just an excuse for ANTICS and HIJINKS.

Such as baby Batman is actually kind of an arrogant brat we’ll get more of that in the Justice League segment.

The famously blind Dr. Mid-Nite whose primary power is being able to see in darkness is now a kid afraid of the dark, a bit of ironic humor.

Dr. Fate crashing into stuff because the powerful ancient magic helmet did not shrink with him.

Wonder Woman giving Atom Smasher a wedgie for some reason.

Golden Boy comforting some kid crying kid who isn’t named here and isn’t named in the JSA segment so we just have this JSA child in a green and black costume who is completely undefined because I’ve never heard of him.

Mr. Terrific and Stripesy (Usually S.T.R.I.P.E. When wearing his big robot suit) trying to steal rocket fuel from Steel’s armor.

And the only people who seem to be able to get along are the androids Red Tornado and Hourman. Who I guess are Red Dustdevil and Minute Kid now.

Just as Wildcat and I think that’s the Jack Knight version of Starman finally get the rocket fuel, it’s up to teen Captain Marvel to take center stage in absence of teen Superman.

And it almost works too, but…

Kids will be kids.

Anyhow, time for the JSA to go to space.

As for the Justice League, well…

Here we are. I love the Batman is just so proud he doesn’t want to disappoint Robin with being involved in these antics.

And one last horny Aquaman for the road.

This is not the last horny Aquaman.

We also get a really short segment with Mary Marvel and Captain Marvel Jr. you know, Captain Marvel’s… sidekicks? Sister and best friend. They become adults probably because they don’t transform into adults when they use their powers, they stay the same age.

But Captain Marvel became a teenager because he’s an adult in that form. But what when he shouts “SHAZAM”? Does Billy Batson become a toddler or an adult? We never find out.

I think they’re trying to track down Klarion The Witch Boy directly because the Marvels have

But anyway, for some reason Freddy’s powers aren’t working?

I have to say though, Captain Marvel Jr is a terrible name. I guess CM3 is a fine shortening but I feel like it’s a shortening we didn’t need in the first place.

I mean, it makes sense, he derives his powers directly from Captain Marvel and he stays a teen, so yeah of course he’s Captain Marvel, just smaller or younger or whatever.

But it’s a bad name.

He doesn’t transform in this mini story but he does get some of his thunder back while he’s fighting… Captain… Nazi… who I will not post here.

I wonder if him yelling “Captain Marvel Jr” rather than “Captain Marvel” has something to do with it. Like, maybe when he’s an adult he believes in himself enough that he can use his own name as the word of power rather than Captain Marvel’s.

It’s an interesting thought.

[moistmailman]

Why does MAGA really expect canada's border patrol to do all of the work while America can do jackshit?

They will whine about Fentanyl getting to the US until someone asks about the illegal guns that get smuggled in Canada from the US and then suddenly that's Canada's problem too. Canada gotta keep stuff in and out of their country and America doesn't have to do anything.

[colorfuldonutrunaway]

I made a character sheet for one of my ocs. Took a lot of bravery to do it, but I made it.🥲 I wasn't sure how to handle the two boxes under the main picture, and I should add that this character is AroAce.🏳️‍🌈

Metrics explained here:

*Name: Peter Romanov was named purely by his mother. I would go into detail about how his patronymic works but I'm not very sure on how it works in Russian culture, so I'll keep my mouth shut. Anyways, Roman prefers to be called, well, Roman because he despises his first name for some reason.

*Nicknames: If you want to avoid a death glare, call him by Roman or Wolf.

*Race/Species: Before he became the Wolf, he was a first-generation Russian American human. After getting diagnosed with a supposedly rare fatal muscle wasting disease, he secretly began injecting himself with wolf DNA on the genetic level. This was actually working really well...until an assistant startled him during one such procedure and he injected a massive amount into his cells...and mutated into his current state. The unstable state of his cells means that every 5 days, he turns back into a human, and after five days again, he returns to the Wolf, rinse and repeat.

*Age: 30 as of 2024, being born in 1993 after his parents left Russia for the Americas.

*Gender: Born Male, identifies as such.

*Alignment: Wanting to follow the pursuit of knowledge and science for the betterment of mankind, Roman ignores the fact that he was stripped of his license to run a laboratory (after the genetics incident) and continues operating to create new inventions. Problem is, he can't patent them under his own name...

*Class/Job: As stated above, Roman shouldn't be operating a laboratory. He was banned from the high council of intellectuals and was forbidden from ever using their tools to create or invent again. That hasn't stopped him from creating a laboratory from materials gathered on the black market, hiring minions from criminal origins, and operating secretly underneath a normal Pennsylvanian town as a scientist.

*Perception and Communication: He takes advantage of his improved wolf senses to observe every detail around himself. As for communication, he's a great orator and debater, but he can get frustrated if people don't understand his high tech jargon.

*Persuasion and Mediation: He listens well and can use it to his advantage when trying to persuade someone into doing something for him and when mediating an issue between two groups. He's not the best at it, but he's good enough for most scenarios.

*Literacy and Creativity: Raised by a genius mother who noticed that her child's intellect was increasing at an abnormally fast pace, she opted to guarantee that his childhood was to be surrounded by folklore, documentaries, and educational materials. This led to a man that could be omnidisciplinary in Engineering, Robotics, programming (Python/HTML/C++), Physics, Chemistry, Biology, Genetics, mathematics, and neurology. Not surprising for an IQ that reached 300 at 16 years old. (he refuses to do actual medicine though.) He also grew up speaking English and Russian at home.

*Cooking: He can bake, but actually making original meals is kinda hard for him. Especially as the Wolf, because it's led to him just settling for any food with meat in it, even if it's raw.

*Tech Savvy: From as young as 4 years old, he was fixing phones and taking apart cars.

*Combat: Roman took martial arts classes at 16, but rarely uses what he's learned. Especially after becoming the Wolf, because now he has boosted strength that allows him to easily knock out people with a punch or throw them. Not very good with guns either.

*Survival: He learned basic survival skills from the numerous books he's read, but has never really exercised it or gone camping to hone it. As the Wolf, he does have some natural instincts that help.

*Stealth: Ugh. He's never had a reason to be stealthy as a human. This worsened when he turned into a hybrid, because his clunky, furry body is harder to hide. Being 6 ft 7 inches in Wolf form doesn't help.

*Street smarts: Roman has never known a normal childhood due to his rapidly increasing intelligence netting him media attention and breezing him through school. Therefore, he's never been able to make friends with kids his age, and his overprotective parents kept him from exploring the world, leading to his street smarts being shockingly low.

*Seduction: No...just...no.

*Luck: Not anymore or less lucky than a normal person.

*Handling Animals: When in Wolf form, it's very difficult to handle animals without them freaking out on him. In human form? Animals love him.

*Pacifying Children: He's good at distracting kids with a story or a piece of candy, but his stronger senses mean that a child crying is painful to listen to.

*Strength: Probably due to his wasting disease, he's weaker in human form, (as in, weaker than the average human), but notoriously strong as a Wolf.

*Dexterity: Pretty average. Struggles in Wolf form due to not being used to the big furry paws.

*Health: As mentioned before, weak in human form, strong and vibrant in Wolf-man form.

*Energy: Usually in the middle.

*Beauty: Considered handsome in human form. Considered cute fluffy doggo in Wolf form.

*Style: While he's usually in a lab coat, whenever he ventures into the town, he's wearing designer clothes that fit his Wolf form well.

*Hygiene: So for some reason, Wolf still has human lymph nodes in the usual spots, meaning that he also sweats from those areas. So he has to shower daily or else he develops a pretty wild smell.

*Intelligence: From the age of 2, Roman's brain suddenly developed at an insanely fast speed. Nobody knows why this happened exactly, but they had no choice to accept it as Roman began to pass classes flawlessly, finish entire novels in hours, and do complex equations by himself. He's graduated highschool by the age of 12 and helped teach college classes at the age of 15.

*Happiness: Despite his current situation, he's really good at seeing the bright side of things. Roman actually enjoys being in his Wolf form, and feels more free now that the council isn't constantly watching over his back.

*Spirituality: Raised Christian, Roman became agnostic around his pre-teens, and had stayed that way since.

*Confidence: He's very confident in his skills, but not to the point where he thinks he's infallible.

*Humor: His humor tends to vary greatly. While he doesn't make jokes himself, he does find other people's jokes and references entertaining.

*Anxiety: Like with the Happiness stat, Roman doesn't let much get to him. His Wolf affliction actually saved his life, as it stopped and partially reversed the progression of the wasting disease, leading him to be relatively positive.

*Patience: He's learned to be patient with the average person since they can't make hundreds of calculations a minute in their brain like he can, though it does have limits if he can tell if someone is intentionally trying to be an obstacle in his mission.

*Passion: Developing his love for science from his mother, Roman wants a world that is as free from suffering as humanly possible, and he will invent and create as much as he can.

*Charisma: While he gives off a cool and professional aura, his social development was still stunted by his strange childhood.

*Empathy: He can feel like other people, but he sometimes thinks that other people blow things out of proportion, or can solve their problems more easily than they think.

*Generosity: Gives to those that severely need it, doesn't give to much of anyone else.

*Wealth: How does Roman fund a laboratory and a couple dozen minions? Hacking banks obviously. He's good enough that the possibility of police discovering that it's him doing it is so unlikely it's insane, and he usually steals enough that it can pay the bills and all of his minions while still having some left over for leisurely pursuits.

*Aggression: He can be fierce when he needs to be, but prefers giving off a stoic energy usually.

*Libido: Never had much of one at all. Being aromantic asexual helps in making sure that this isn't ever an issue he needs to care about anyway.

I'll add more later, but I'm tired and it's getting late.

[hightownquccn]

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Adding a little more description that I have thought out in my head. Some is canon from MCU/comics and some is the twist I want to put on the character for my portrayals*.

Agent ???. ( I still have no name for him ) former SHIELD agent. best friend of Sharon Carter. or so he likes to claim. computer genius. skinny white boy. flirt. bisexual. he's annoying but really a sweetheart. not big on field work. but he can hack.

( ? (name undecided) is a former agent of SHIELD now mini-Tony Stark minus the suit and superhero status. Coming up through the academy he somehow befriended a woman by the name of Sharon Carter when they were put on an undercover assignment together. He was mostly just the support but made a few appearances in his undercover roll when needed to support Sharon aka 'Emily'.

A bit of a nerdy genius all he has ever wanted was to feel wanted and valuable. He was loyal to SHIELD until it fell thanks to HYDRA infiltrating and finally revealing themselves. With the fall of SHIELD, he used his knowledge to freelance and made a name for himself. He has been known to take on projects to help the likes of former SHIELD-loyal agents. He is very anti-HYDRA. )

Alex. "Dove". literature professor. musician. Inhuman. pain manipulator. Guatamalan/naturalized American.

( Original mini description that may be tweaked: Alex received his nickname of Dove from his mother in what almost feels like a different time. She used to call him her little pacifist. Now a lot older ( and not necessarily a whole lot wiser ) he still holds that peace should be tried before war.

After terrogenesis, Alex discovered he now has the power to cause pain in others. It goes against a lot of what his parents taught him growing up and what he believes in...but he isn't an idiot. Sometimes if you have a gun in your face or pointed at a loved one you need to act. So as much as he hates his powers he does try and avoid it if at all possible. Known for his aversion to violence many have begun calling him the Dove. )

Steve Rogers. captain america. the first avenger. the little guy. the man out of time.

( Steve is a World War II veteran, a founding member of the Avengers, and Earth's first known superhero. Rogers grew up suffering from numerous health problems, and upon the United States' entry into World War II, he was rejected from serving in the United States Army despite several attempts to enlist. Rogers ultimately volunteered for Project Rebirth, where he was the only recipient of the Super Soldier Serum. 

Fighting in the war, he served his country before supposedly sacrificing himself in a plane crash. Decades later he was awoken from his sleep and begins to readjust to modern life. Cap is needed once again and he picked up the mantel again, joining The Avengers. He served with his fellow members for a time before eventually post The Snap 2.0 retiring. He has passed the mantel on to a man formerly known as Falcon, Sam Wilson. Now he is trying to figure out what to do with his life. )

Amora of Asgard. The Enchantress. asgardian. formerly exiled to Midgard by the Allfather. seductress. intelligent.

( Parentage unknown. While still in adolescence, she ran away to the land of the Norns and apprenticed herself to Karnilla, one of the most powerful sorceresses in all the Asgardian dimension. There she studied all the basic arts of Asgardian magic until Karnilla expelled her for being too undisciplined. She picked up further mystical skills from seducing other Asgardian mages and wizards. In time, Amora became one of the more powerful magic-wielders in Asgard, with her magical arsenal focused on (but not limited to) charming and mind-controlling people. Her by-then well-renowned beauty did not hinder in this.

Amora has always had an obsession with Thor. She has been used as a weapon by the Allfather to try and distract Thor from his love of the human, Jane Foster. But she has also done things unsanctioned by the royalty of Asgard. During one of her many attempts to make the God of Thunder hers she is caught and sentenced by the Allfather to Midgard. While there she took up the name of Sylvie Lushton. Stripped of her powers she is/was stuck in the realm until Thor is banished as well. When Loki appears they strike a deal and she regained her powers. )

KEY NOTES*

I would not play Steve as having gone back in time to rejoin Peggy. He stayed in his current timeline and lives in New York.

I play Amora as having 'Sylvie Lushton' as her mortal name in tribute to the two different women that had the title of Enchantress in the comics.

[thebindingofpillo]

when it comes to characters such as lazarus, do you think anyone could trust him with any sort of firearm? or like, does any character know how to use weapons? Esau, Lazarus, Samson, Judas, Eve, (and maybe Eden) look like they know how.

Oh boy now this is an interesting question mhmmm… First we need to keep in mind that my story doesn’t really take place in America. I didn’t really want my AU to take place in a *real* country, I intentionally kept it vague, so that people could fill in the blanks themselves. Reincarnation can take place wherever you want! But since I’m more familiar with Italian legislation, some of it might seep into my setting. Which means: guns are rare and difficult to obtain.

Funnily enough, I have an inside joke with my friend that Isaac owns at least one gun. The boy got tired of all the supernatural bullshit so now he’s fighting back.

With that being said: realistically, I think the only one with some expertise with guns would be Cain. He’s very old, he’s seen a lot of stuff, went through a lot of shit, and knowing how to protect oneself when faced with adversity is really important. He’s probably more used to older stuff tho, I can’t really see him with a high-tech automatic rifle. Maybe a tommy gun lmao. I don’t think he killed anyone else besides Abel tho, he doesn’t really want to go through that again.

As for the others you mentioned… Lazarus and guns seems like a terrible combination, knowing his chronic bad luck that thing would go off on him all the time. And while he can’t really die, accidentally shooting himself isn’t really something I’d wish upon him lol.

Judas would not trust himself with guns. At all. He’s already got some pretty strong self-destructive tendencies and Azazel would never allow a gun in their house. Judas has a problem with offing himself in every life, and Azazel always tries his damn best for it not to happen. He’s failed every single time, but that doesn’t deter him. He’s already pretty on edge with Judas living in a normal house with normal dangerous things (like knives) adding a gun to the equation would make Azazel explode immediately so that’s a big no no.

Esau strikes me as the type of guy who would know about weapons/guns but wouldn’t own them? Idk he doesn’t really seems like the type… Jacob might have an interest in Medieval weapons tho, he’s enough of a nerd for that. He probably tried to rope Esau into some historical reenactments but his brother wasn’t really having it. I can see Jacob taking on something like medieval fencing if he wasn’t disabled. Also Lazarus would make fun of him lol.

Samson wouldn’t really know his way around a gun or any other weapon, so he would be a danger to himself and others. Big no no.

Eve might know something about guns? Maybe her father was a cop, or a hunter. I could see that… tbf I didn’t really think about Eve’s parents, maybe this could be interesting! I can definitely see baby Eve looking at her dad cleaning and assembling his guns. The only gun she uses is the tattoo gun in her shop lol.

Maggy strikes me as a blunt force trauma girlie, she should have a warhammer. Or a crowbar, as a treat.

Lilith can’t see, so she wouldn’t even get close to a gun, or any type of weapon. Too risky.

Bethany is a wee baby, her defense mechanism is just curling up in a ball and hoping for the best.

OKAY now onto Eden and Azazel. They do absolutely know how to use weapons. Every angel has a weapon (usually a sword, Azazel and Eden both had swords) every angel is a warrior of God, and fighting demons is part of their purpose. So yeah, both Eden and Azazel (who used to be an angel) know their way around weapons, Azazel was quite the skilled warrior, and even used to create his own! When he first started living amongst humans he learned how to be a blacksmith and goldsmith, and he was really good at it. Azazel’s weapon is currently under archangel Michael’s care, and Eden lost theirs lol. As for guns, Azazel isn’t too fond of them and Eden wouldn’t really need them anyway even if they technically know how to fire one (they’re a Cherub, and Cherubim are omniscient).

Apollyon, being an angel, also knows how to fight but never ever had to in the billions and billions of years he existed. His main weapon is a spear that doubles as the Key for the Abyss.

[monsteraddict1]

Chapter 5

This is a long ass chapter. Srry in advance

I was fucking squished in the car. I could feel both men squeezing me as they breathed. I was just praying wherever we were going was not too far from here.

As we left the base two other cars followed behind us.

It was a short drive into the colorful village. Honestly it was a beautiful place but I heard stories from Jackie on why her uncle left. I loved listening about her family and all the drama in it.

"White truck, four armed in the back." Soap's gruff Scottish voice rang through my left ear. I felt him shift for his gun. Alejandro turned around.

"Hey- tranquilo. Easy. That's normal here. Guns on the street is jurisdiction of the police."

"Where are the police?" Ghost's english accent vibrated through my right ear.

"Well. Las Almas has a very serious problem. There are few here who uphold the law. And many of those who resist corruption... Disappear." Alejandro responded.

"What about the military?" Soap questioned. His voice like a growl.

Does this whole team smoke?

"Well, because we are well trained, soldiers are recruited by the narcos."

  "Why not you?" Ghost's voice was gruff.

  Are we playing 21 questions??

  "We grew up here." Alejandro looked at Rudy. "They call us Los Vaqueros... cowboys. We love this place. And we will die fighting for it."

  I looked out of the right window to see a huge cathedral. As we continued to drive there were a bunch of men in masks and holding guns.

  Soap looked over at Ghost, who was already staring at Soap.

  "Kids, guns and Ballons... that's a new one." Soap spoke.

  "Narcos use generosity to win over the people."

  "Even the children?"

  "Especially the children." Rudy spoke in english.

  The car slowed down as the three of us in the back seat saw white sheets covering two bodies. I cringed at the sight.

  "What's on those sheets?"

  Alejandro rolled down the window. "Narcomantas..."

  "Cartel cloths." Rudy clarified.

  "Messages from El sin nombre. Warnings, marking territory." He paused for a beat. "Our streets are laced with death."

  I felt sick. Like physically sick. I will never even have the full story of how they grew up but it looked horrible.

  "Who's Sin Nombre?" Ghost asks yet another question. It took all the power in me not to correct him. I didn't want him to be more annoyed with me than he already seemed to be.

  "El sin Nombre. The nameless." Alejandro corrected. "The leader of the las Almas cartel."

  "Where can we find him?" Soap had a hard expression on his face.

  "You can't. No one knows who he is. But he is everywhere. And this is a challenge... but Los Vaqueros like challenges."

  "With your mask. You will fit in well here, Ghost." Rudy mused. I couldn’t help but smile at that.

  "Oye, tranquilo." Alejandro snickered. "Checkpoint. It's the army. Turn right. We will go around."

  "Why?" All these fucking men do is ask questions.

  "Some troops are in the pocket of El Sin Nombre. Like I told you. He is everywhere... cartel is hiding Hassan in the village across the river. Let's hope he's still there."

  Why the fuck did my aunt send me here. This is my second fucking mission and I'm pared with British people and my best friend's hot uncle and his funny best friend. Did she forget I have no experience?

  "You ready, (y/n)" Alejandro turned his head.

  "I'm fucked if I'm not." He just laughed at my words.

  We continued driving out of the village.

  "So Kate sent you? Why did you join exactly?" Soap asked YET ANOTHER question. I felt like I was tweaking with every question he asked.

  "It's private." I replied. I didn't want to sound like a spoiled teenager and say, 'oh I just absolutely needed a vacation. That's why I'm here to murder people and get the missals back to America!' It doesn't really sound the best.

  "So the CIA shit runs in the family?"

  "Sure."

  "What do you mean 'sure'?"

  "Well she's not my blood aunt. But I guess we are similar in ways. She's too smart though. Which is why I'm military not CIA." I joked a bit which earned a laugh from Soap.

"Aye, there's a reason I'm behind a gun and not a computer screen." Soap smiled. His smile was contagious and I couldn't help but mimic his grin.

"You're behind one occasionally." Ghost piped in. It wasn't as rude as he normally sounded. I could tell they were good friends though.

  "I just can't believe Lasswell is your aunt." Alejandro looked back at me.

  "She doesn't like to talk about her family." I crossed my arms to save space. "Which, knowing my step mother. I understand."

  "She didn't sound too pleasant when you were on the phone with her when you were over here last." Rudy joined in.

  God she called me every day! Asking when I'd be home and to be super careful because it's extremely dangerous in Mexico. It's dangerous here in Las Almas. Not where Jackie's family is.

"She was so annoying." I grumbled.

  "So you moved in with Lasswell?" Ghost asked.

  "Yeah. When I was seventeen."

  "Was your mum just eager to get you out of the house?" Soap laughed and looked down at my squished form.

  "Oh yes. Very." I replied, not wanting to go into detail of my life story. Not when I could get shot within the next five minutes.

  We continued to drive then we slowly came to a stop near a forested area. When the car stopped we all piled out.

  "Team leaders, circle up on me..." Alejandro commanded.

  "Copy, Colonel." Rudy followed behind him.

  I stood next to Soap as I watched.

  "Weapons hot, Vaqueros."

  "Let's move." Said one of the soldiers. They walked off, gun in hand.

  The five of us stood in a circle. Gear of and guns loaded. It was clear this town was abandoned.

  "Where are they hiding Hassan?" Soap asked.

  "White two story building, back of town." Alejandro gestured to the back of town.

  My aunt wasn't lying when she said getting trained quickly. I'm actually getting thrown into all of this.

  We quickly started moving. I stayed behind Soap. He was wearing a tan bullet proof vest with SAS on the back of it.

“You seem nervous, rookie.” Ghost let out a small chuckle.

“Sorry I don’t have twenty years of experience.” I snapped slightly.

Maybe I was too nervous. Speaking to a Lieutenant like that.

“I’m not that old.”

  We stopped in front of a black painted wooden gate. A stone wall surrounded the town.

  "All victors, stand by... Tres dos uno ejecutar ejecutar!" Alejandro gave the command and Ghost pushed the gate open with force. "Movimiento claro."

  "Civilians?" Soap asked.

  "Gone. Cartel took over. It's a hideout now."

  "Good place to keep Hassan." Soap thought aloud.

  "Next Gate Soap."

  We approached the next gate when we could hear shouting in the distance. "Las ratas se dirigen hacia ti! Puedo oírlos en el camino!"

  "Movimiento! Contacto- todos los Victors se mudan!"

  "Chicos! Aquí vienen! Vamos a la mierda!" They yelled. My heart and stomach dropped. And there is nothing I could do about it.

  "Copy. Twos moving!" Rudy's voice came over the coms.

  "They're down. Push up." Alejandro's voice was gruff.

  "Prepárate!" The cartel shouted. And I knew it was for their men but I couldn't help but take the advice as well. I took a deep breath and tried to relax. Key word... tried.

  We continued pushing through the town then once we turned the corner bullets flew past my head. I stood a little behind Soap and got a few shots in. Not 100% sure if I was really hitting the cartel members.

  Once we got a few of them we continued through the dirt streets. Shooting at any of the men that shot at us.

  "Clear." Soap looked around.

  "Secure the house. Then we will go for Hassan."

  We moved closer to the door to the house. I checked my back and made eye contact with Ghost. I quickly moved my head back forward.

  "Cuidado con todas las ventanas y puertas... están entrando..." I heard one of them whisper through the wall.

  "Cartel will move him fast." Soap brought up in his husky voice.

  "Then we move faster." Alejandro mused. "Take the door." Soap slowly pushed the door open. "Heads up, they're ready."

  We slowly walked into the house and the second we did we heard someone yell. "El hijo de puta!"

  The second Soap entered the hallway he shot what I assumed to be the man who screamed before.

  "Doorway, right side." Alejandro instructed. Soap did as he said but didn't find anything. "Hassan could be anywhere..."

  We probably walked two feet before bullets were flying through the door. The wood was chipped and in the wall from the force of the bullet. Soap threw in a grenade and we all took a few steps back. Except for Ghost. Who I conveniently backed up into.

  "Sorry." I muttered and took two steps forward to get out of his way.

  There was a loud boom and a flash of yellow light. I didn't even want to look into the room.

  Soap kicked the door open but I looked the other way. "Room clear."

  "Nice work, Hermano."

  "No sign of Hassan."

  "Not yet."

  Soap entered the room to make sure it was actually clear and we continued walking.

  "Keep clearing, Sargent." Ghost's low English accent rang through my brain from behind me.

  "Clear. What happened to the families here?"

  "The cartel brings violence. So they leave." Alejandro informed. We walked to the back door and I stood out of the way. "Ready to move." Soap went to open the door then the colonel put his hand on the door. "Stand by. Victor dos, this is uno- uno. Despliega humo. Nos estamos mudando." He spoke over the coms.

  I looked out the window and saw smoke form outside.

  "Where's your family, Alejandro?" Soap looked at him.

  "I keep that a secret, hermano... to protect them." Alejandro looked back at Soap.

  Martin does not want protection. He wants to be just like his father on the field.

  "We have concealment." Ghost spoke as he looked out the window.  I looked at him as he spoke. He looked back down at me. "Ready, private?"

  "I don't have a choice."

  He chuckled slightly at that. "No. You don't."

"Let's move." Alejandro stood up. "On me, Soap." He opened the door and we all followed behind. The white two story house was right in front of us. "This is where they were hiding Hassan. Expect resistance. Todos los equipos, establezcan la contención. Preparación para la violación."

  One of his men shot open the door and kicked it in. As we entered we were immediately met with resistance. I aimed my gun for his head and pulled the trigger. The bullet whizzed past Soap and Alejandro right into the cartel member's head. Soap walked straight ahead and got a guy hiding behind a blue door.

  The house itself was cute. It reminded me of Alejandro's, with bright yellow walls and the doors having a painted trim. There was a painting of the mountains and a bunch of house plants. It was very homey and warm.

  "Clear! No Hassan." Alejandro spoke through the com.

  "Second deck." Ghost replied.

   "Sí. Vamos. Let's move upstairs and get Hassan."

  I followed behind Soap. "You think he's actually up there?"

  "Fuckin' better be." Soap responded without looking at me.

  "Holding at the stairs." Alejandro spoke as we heard another gunshot.  Soap and I turned to find the staircase. We slowly crept our way up the red tiled stairs. "If Hassan is here, he is in this room." Alejandro whispered as we made it to the second floor.

  Soap and I walked in first and started getting shot at. We fired back but there was no sign of Hassan.

  "You two secure the room. I'll cover." Alejandro instructed as Soap and I walked around the room.

  "We got Hassan cornered. Get in there." Ghost said as we made it to another painted door.

  Soap kicked it in. "Clear. No Hassan."

  "Todos los vencedores, apuntan a construir de forma segura. Negativo en Hassan."

  "Entendido que." Rudy responded to Alejandro from the coms.

  Alejandro let out a deep sigh. One of frustration and exhaustion. "They must've moved him."

  "When?" Soap asked. I looked out the window and saw a few dead cartel members.

  "Recently."

  "Quds Force. That's his flag." Ghost pointed to the desk. It was littered in books and paper.

  "He was here."

  "Alejandro's intel was good." I could hear Soap smile.

  "Comandante! El ejército está llegando!" Rudy yelled in a panic.

  Shit.

[tobiasdrake]

Still thinking about Brave New World. I should note that the film had five writers and extensive reshoots after test screenings. It even changed titles at one point during the re-re-rewriting process, originally being Captain America: New World Order. So that explains why there is some jankiness where things it sets up suddenly go nowhere or certain things seem... oddly handled.

Ross is the biggest victim of this, sometimes feeling like he's flipping back and forth between different creative intents for his character from scene to scene.

That being said, I've seen some criticism that the film repeats TFATWS's problem of having Sam take a position of obnoxious centrism, and I don't think that's true. I think Sam takes a very clear and unambiguous position.

It's just that it's not necessarily about what the fandom might be more interested in talking about. Here we go with spoilers.

Sam doesn't engage much with the adamantium treaty in the film. He does briefly engage with it. He takes the position that going to war with Japan over resources would be bad and Ross should not do that.

But Ross is positioned as being in the right about the treaty from the start. He wants to enact a global agreement between nations to share adamantium with the world rather than any one country hoarding it to themselves. It's a startlingly progressive position both for Ross and for the United States, and makes up the bulk of the film's attempts to make us sympathize with what is otherwise a complete fucking monster of a human being.

Sam, for his part, only really engages with the treaty insofar as trying to hold Ross to what few principles the man has and keep him from being provoked into ruining it.

But Sam Wilson's deal in this movie isn't about international treaties for natural resource allocation.

Sam's deal is about a criminal justice system that is disinterested in justice. It weirdly dances around the topic of race; Isaiah Bradley and also four white guys, it's not about race, there were four white guys too gets arrested for a crime he didn't commit and then the four white guys are immediately killed by the villain so we don't have to ever talk about them again. Uh. Okay.

No reason is ever given why they didn't kill Isaiah too. It's like those guys were literally just there to downplay the optics of a black man being arrested and scapegoated for a crime he didn't commit. Arrested, I should note, by a white authority figure who then tells Sam he's not good enough to wear Steve Rogers's mantle and calls him "son".

You can feel one creative intent trying to talk about a thing and another creative intent going "Oh no but this isn't actually THAT. We don't need to talk about THAT, right?" But we kinda do because that is what the movie's about, for Sam.

That is the unambiguous position that Sam takes. From the moment a bunch of cops surround Isaiah with guns drawn and it's really tense because we know just how bad this can go, that is the political space that Sam occupies.

This man has been arrested for a crime he didn't commit, and even when the truth comes to light, the government is going to let him be put to death for it because it's more politically convenient than the truth. That is what the film wants to talk about. You can even see the throughline between what is being done to Bradley and what was done to Sterns.

Sam tries one time to talk to Ross and say, "Hey man, let's actually investigate this thing properly and find the truth." And when Ross responds by throwing a racist tantrum and telling him to go fuck himself, Sam responds in kind and breaks into government facilities to find out what they're going to kill Isaiah to keep hidden.

Sam takes a very clear position. Isaiah is innocent and Sam's getting him out of there whether the government likes it or not. He is determined to expose the truth and hold power accountable.

It's just that it gets lost in the five-scripts-frenzy of Ross's many conflicting interpretations. Ross's racist tirade? Never comes up again. In fact, at one point, one of the writers has Sam stand there and sympathize with him, saying in a moment of pathos that he knows what it's like to be prejudged by people.

Which is a wild position to write into your script. Like. Yeah, being a black man in America, that's the same as people hating you for the many awful crimes you've committed in your rise to political power. Weird thing to have a character say in an awkward bid for sympathy towards Ross's misguided redemption arc.

But Isaiah's innocence? That the government is about to do something abominable to him, and Sam needs to get him out of there no matter what it takes? The film never wavers on that point.

The movie is basically Captain America: Civil War if the fandom got what they wanted and the Accords were presented front and center above the Bucky story.

[ech0-l0cati0n]

My OCs in The Adult Timeline:

NOTE:This would've been posted sooner but I lost my progress and then crashed out

Leighton Adler || Detective

Trying To Forget What Happened

How The Wilderness Affected Her:

After rescue, her mental state depleted horribly. She developed CPTSD (complex post traumatic stress disorder) and started having vivid nightmares, panic attacks, hallucinations, emotional dysregulation, and the list goes on. Overall it was not fun and almost ruined her chance at a career but she was luckily able to be medicated; which helped some but not enough. She still had hallucinations sometimes and they're mainly of the people who died out in the wilderness, mainly Darcy (friend's oc)

College and Career:

Schools: The College of New Jersey & Monmouth County Police Academy

Career:Detective for the Wiskayok police department (WPD if you will)

NOTE:In my personal hc Wiskayok is in the same area as Middletown Township, NJ

Relationships:

During college and the academy she never had any relationship stick for various reasons but the main one was her mental state. At the end of the day they couldn't deal with her.

When she moved back home her and Misty don't initially talk to each other a lot but they keep in touch like they had already been doing.

Over time they're able to rebuild their friendship and by s.1 Leigh is back to her old ways; ready to protect Misty with her life.

Even if the others never liked her she could never bring herself to hate Misty. Because deep down she still loved her.

But jokes on y'all they don't start dating again until late s.2 and into s.3

Plot Relevance:

As a detective, she gets put over the Adam Martin case instead of Kevyn. This causes the group to not trust her but also gives her a chance to finally try to give Shauna what she deserves after all that bullshit she pulled in the wilderness.

But overall she never actually does anything and it's not because she feels pity on Shauna, she takes pity for Callie and Jeff. They've both been dragged into a world they should've never been a part of and she didn't want to destroy their lives in the process of everything.

Finn Tucker || Actor/Model

Thrived in the Limelight

How The Wilderness Affected Him:

After coming home Finn realized pretty quickly he was a natural in front of a camera, and so did like, half of America.

He still obviously had his own mental problems and issues with being Trans but all of that he suppressed when he acted. He was able to become someone else and it was pretty easy to book jobs after your entire soccer team becomes infamous.

He became a known name in Hollywood and started booking jobs off of talent and not past fame, he was truly where he belonged.

College and Career:

College:New York University

Career:Actor and Model

Relationships:

Hey chat I actually still need help with his relationships so if you have an oc um....drop the name and lore

But for now all he really has is that he was popular with both boys and girls at NYU

Plot Relevance:

Honestly wasn't that relevant in the adult timeline at first. Not until he started getting asked weird questions by one Jessica Roberts.

He figured out pretty quickly that it must've been another Yellowjacket sending her and it got worse when Natalie showed up on his doorstep and pointed a gun at his face asking if he knew anything about Travis.

NOTE:This was before Natalie went to Misty so when Finn doesn't give her answers she sets out for Misty

Alison Lee Prescott || Small Business Owner

Everything is a Constant Reminder

How The Wilderness Affected Her:

Oh god this poor baby. She was never able to grieve Laura Lee's death properly. She had to tell everyone the same lies over and over again and she couldn't take it. At the first sign of a literal mental breakdown her father put her into a mental hospital where she stayed for about a year and a half before the doctors determined she was fit for society (spoiler she wasn't, she had just gotten really good at faking it.)

She went down some dark paths while in college. Parties, drugs, and alcohol helped her forget her troubles. This type of life got her into trouble frequently but she was only arrested on a DUI once.

She ended up putting herself into a rehab center and she got clean.

College and Career:

College:Wiskayok Community College

Career:Runs a small business where she sells different things she's made. It's pretty successful in their little town.

Relationships:

Hasn't had a stable and healthy relationship since highschool mainly out of the thought that she doesn't deserve it

(Same with Finn, if you have an oc I mean.... don't be shy bbg)

Plot Relevance:

She was relevant because she gets told everything by everyone.

Everyone in their town knew her and they would just go on and on to her when they were at her store. One of these people was her unexpected friend, Jeff Sadecki.

He complained a lot about how the furniture business was going downhill and was the first to clock that it was Jeff who had been blackmailing her and the Yellowjackets. He literally begged her not to tell Shauna and to let him do it, which he did......eventually.