#and they dont exactly have the best equipment

[taitoska]

need hajimes work station to look like this

[helianskies]

feeling a bit miffed and frustrated.. just had a simultaneous spanish interpreting class and we had to go into the booths and just. sim interpret from spanish to english. but i have not used the booths before, nor have i done any kind of simultaneous practice. i feel like my classmates have all done like english speech shadowing in lesson to practice. but i haven't done that. my sim lessons have been sight translation and memory exercises. so of course i fucked most of it up where others didn't. and i just kind of feel like an idiot who is onthe wrong fucking course. basically.

[mercillery]

CROSS GUILD WITH A CHILD READER

WARNINGS: GENDER NOT SPECIFIED + NOT PROOFREAD + I MOSTLY TALK ABOUT BUGGY OOPS

NOTES: A clown, a swordsman, and a sandman. My favorite trio. Everything written here is so random, so please buckle up. 🫨

You've got Crocodile and Mihawk, both big shots in their own right, and they've got a ton of stuff going on, right? They're busy dealing with all sorts of important things, and suddenly, you come into the picture needing someone to look after you. Now, it's not that they don't care about you or anything, but they're not exactly equipped to handle a kid at the moment. So, what do they do? They look around and think, "Hey, who can we pawn this kid off to?" And guess who they settle on? Buggy. They're both kind of on the same page about Buggy being, well, pretty useless most of the time. But hey, he can at least handle babysitting duty, right? It's like the least he can do to make himself a bit more tolerable to Mihawk and Crocodile. And eventually, you end up in Buggy's care, and who knows, maybe he surprises everyone by not completely messing it up. It's like a little test for him to see if he can step up and actually contribute something meaningful to the Cross Guild, while also maybe earning a bit of respect from the big bosses themselves—Crocodile and Mihawk. Plus, it might even help smooth things over between them all, make things a bit less tense in the Cross Guild. It's kind of like Buggy's chance to step up and show he's not totally useless after all.

Spoiler alert: Buggy is, in fact, useless, even when it comes to babysitting.

While under Buggy’s care, think of that one audio that goes like, “You want a beer?” “He’s four!” “I DONT KNOW WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH HIM?!” Buggy is the one offering you a beer, and it’s probably Alvida scolding him for offering you a beer. He’s trying, okay—and it’s the thought that counts. When Mihawk and Crocodile first told him he'd be looking after you, Buggy's gut reaction was to grumble and complain. But then he saw the looks they gave him—those death stares that could silence any king—and he quickly shut his mouth. Just like that, he accepted his new role with a resigned, "Okay, I am now a babysitter." Sure, he's skeptical about the whole thing. I mean, Buggy and babysitting? But he knows better than to argue. So here he is, awkwardly navigating this whole childcare thing, making blunders but genuinely trying his best. It's a weird situation for everyone.

I imagine that you have been with the Cross Guild for some time already, so this likely isn’t Buggy’s first time taking care of you. Yet every time feels like the first time for him. He's just not a natural with kids. It's like he's constantly second-guessing himself, unsure of what to do or how to act. But you know what really lights a fire under him? Compliments. Especially when they're about how cool he is. Seriously, mention anything about his awesomeness, and suddenly, he's walking on air. You can practically see the confidence oozing out of him. "Oh, you think I'm cool?" he'll say, grinning from ear to ear, soaking up every bit of praise you throw his way. And if you really want to see him shine, just keep the compliments coming. Tell him how flashy and impressive he is, and watch as he practically transforms before your eyes. Suddenly, he's not just awkwardly babysitting; he's putting on a show, trying to impress you with his swagger and style. After that, you'll probably notice a change in him. He'll start to relax a bit and maybe even start looking forward to spending time with you. Buggy the babysitter isn't such a wild idea after all.

And if for some reason Buggy isn’t the one taking care of you, it’s most likely Mihawk who steps up. Crocodile's usually buried under a mountain of responsibilities, so Mihawk takes it upon himself to keep an eye on you. Now, unlike Buggy, Mihawk's not exactly awkward around kids. He's just... well, himself. You know, all serious and stoic, like he's got the weight of the world on his shoulders. He doesn't really have much experience with children, so he kinda just treats you like a mini-adult. No baby talk or anything like that, he just sees you as a little human being. But don't worry, he's not some mean old grump or anything. He's just firm. Firm as in he won't tolerate any disrespect or nonsense from you, but he's not gonna yell or anything like that. His gaze alone is usually enough to keep you in line. Oh, and whatever you do, don't even think about touching his sword. Seriously, that thing's like his baby—the last thing he wants is a crying kid with a cut because they were being too clumsy. He might let you take a good look at it though. So look all you want, but keep those small hands off. But you know what he will let you have? His hat. If you beg ask him nicely enough, he might just let you borrow it for a little while. So go ahead, give it a try. Who knows, maybe wearing Mihawk's hat will make you feel like a little pirate captain or something.

And then there's Crocodile. When it's his turn to take care of you, his approach is pretty straightforward. He'll plop you down somewhere near him and tell you to behave and stay out of his way while he works on stuff. But what kind of kid is just going to sit there quietly and stare at their dad work on a bunch of boring papers? None. Exactly. So naturally, you start to get a bit antsy. At first, you try to be subtle. You scoot over a bit closer and peek over his shoulder, trying to see what he's so engrossed in. And what do you find? Boring paperwork. You sigh, plopping back into your seat, feeling utterly defeated by the sheer dullness of it all. Then the questions start. "Crocodile," you call out. He doesn't look at you, but you know he's listening. "What are you working on?" "Work," he replies, his voice flat and uninterested. "Crocodile," you try again. "Hmm?" he grunts. "Why are you so tall?" "Why are you so talkative?" "Crocodile," you persist. "What?" "Can I have one of your rings?" "No." He goes silent again, but you're not giving up that easily. "Crocodile," you say once more. This time, he finally glances over at you, annoyance etched across his face. Perfect, you think—this is your chance to unload all those burning questions. So you start firing away. "Why are you called Crocodile? Are you a crocodile? How did you get that scar on your face? Can you make a sandcastle? Can I have your hook? Can I have your coat? Can you make my hair like yours? Can you make me cool like you?" He listens in silence as the barrage of questions comes his way, his eyebrow quirking slightly at the rapid-fire interrogation. "Kid, where are all these questions coming from?" he finally asks, unable to hide the hint of exasperation in his voice. “My head," you say innocently, flashing him a wide-eyed look. It takes everything in him not to roll his eyes at your annoyingly cute innocence.

Now, when it's the three of them—Mihawk, Crocodile, and Buggy—all tasked with taking care of you at the same time, things can get pretty complicated. On one hand, you have the stern swordsman and the no-nonsense sandman keeping a close eye on you while you and Buggy play patty cake. It's a weird dynamic. Buggy's usual strategy in this situation is to dive headfirst into playing kids' games with you, trying his best to act like he's fully engrossed in the fun. But you can tell he's a bit on edge, especially when you notice him glancing nervously over his shoulder, feeling the burning stares of Mihawk and Crocodile boring into the back of his head. Sometimes, the tension gets to be too much, and Mihawk and Crocodile can't resist giving Buggy a hard time, even in front of you. It's like one of those awkward moments when you're watching your sibling get scolded by your parents. You can see Buggy's face go pale, and he looks like he'd rather be anywhere else. But then there are those moments when you step in to defend him. Buggy has never felt more grateful and relieved in his entire life than when you stand up for him like the little knight in shining armor you are. And believe it or not, your defense actually does make somewhat of a difference. Mihawk and Crocodile are way too mature to start bullying a child for defending Buggy, no matter how much they can't stand him. Plus, the last thing they want to deal with is a full-blown crying session from a grown man and child. Sure, your defense might earn Buggy even more glares from the two men, but it also makes them back off a bit. You can imagine Buggy clinging to you like a damsel in distress while you stand there, fierce and determined, protecting him with everything you've got. It's a sight that definitely annoys Mihawk and Crocodile. But hey, at least Buggy's got someone in his corner.

It’s pretty much a given that with Crocodile and Mihawk watching over you, you're practically untouchable. Even Buggy, despite his penchant for getting into trouble, wouldn't intentionally put you in harm's way. Sure, he may accidentally stumble into dangerous situations from time to time, but deep down, all three of them care about you—even if they don't always show it. Since you often spend the most time with Buggy, it's not uncommon for him to inadvertently lead you into precarious predicaments. Take, for example, that time you found yourselves perched on a rocky hillside, with Buggy enthusiastically rambling on about how cool and flashy he is. But then, in a classic Buggy move, he trips and starts tumbling down the hill—with you in tow. You’d think your life would flash before your eyes in a moment like that, right? Wrong. Instead, it's Buggy's life and yours flashing before his very eyes. The panic he's feeling right now is like when Crocodile and Mihawk are giving him those death glares, except multiplied by a thousand. But here's the thing: Buggy's luck? It seems to have rubbed off on you because, miraculously, you came out of this whole ordeal without a scratch. Meanwhile, poor Buggy's got a bloody nose, a bruised face, and who knows what else. But the moment he sees that you're okay, it's like a floodgate of relief and joy bursts open. He's screaming at the top of his lungs, cradling you like you're some precious treasure he's just unearthed. You can't help but feel a little overwhelmed. And it's not just because of the screaming clown in front of you—it's also because you know he's genuinely relieved that you're okay. (Think of that one part in the movie The Lion King when Rafiki just holds Simba high up—except in this situation it’s Buggy holding you high up and screaming out of joy like some madman. I legit had to search for this scene on YouTube because I forgot that dang monkey's name.) The only problem now is that Buggy's got to come up with a good explanation for those injuries he’s got when Crocodile and Mihawk inevitably catch sight of him. 

When hunger strikes, Mihawk is usually your go-to guy. He's not just the world's greatest swordsman; he's also a fantastic cook. If he ever decided to retire or whatever, he could easily become a top-notch chef. Or he could be the world's greatest swordsman and chef at once, who knows. On the other hand, if you asked Buggy to cook, you'd probably end up with something burnt. And Crocodile? He'd just brush you off with a classic "go ask your dad" line, where "dad" in this case is Mihawk. Of course, Crocodile never actually calls Mihawk your dad, but you get the joke. Anyway, Mihawk takes his cooking duties seriously when it comes to you. He doesn't cook for you throughout the day. Instead, he wakes up at the crack of dawn and prepares enough food to last you the entire day. By the time you wake up, your meal is already waiting for you, perfectly packed and ready to go. And the impressive part is that Mihawk always packs just the right amount of food, ensuring that you're never left hungry or stuffed. It's like he has some kind of sixth sense for portion control. If, by the end of the day, you haven't seen Mihawk at all, you make a point to find him at night just to say thank you. Mihawk, with his usual stoic demeanor, nods at you and sends you off to bed. It's a small ritual, but it means a lot to both of you. Another thing about Mihawk is that he's meticulous about your diet. He makes sure you're eating healthy, well-balanced meals. Sure, he lets you have sweets now and then, but he's always careful to remind you about moderation. He'll explain how too many sweets can be bad for you—not to scare you off sweets entirely, but just to make sure you're aware. He doesn't want you polishing off your fourth chocolate bar of the day, especially since Buggy is probably sneaking them to you because he thinks you're the cutest thing ever. Overall, Mihawk's attention to your diet and well-being shows how much he cares, even if he's not the most expressive guy. He might be stern and serious, but his actions speak volumes.

You have this cute habit of constantly asking Crocodile to pick you up. Honestly, who wouldn't want to be hoisted high up by the tallest guy around? For a kid, it's like an instant rollercoaster ride that's thrilling and fun. At first, Crocodile's pretty reluctant. He’s not exactly the most nurturing figure, and he's out of practice handling kids. But you, with your endless persistence, your pleading eyes, and that adorable pout, eventually wear him down. The first time he gives in is pretty comical. He picks you up with a heavy sigh, clearly unsure of himself. For a moment, he just stares at you, probably wondering what he’s gotten himself into and debating whether he should put you back down or not. But then you flash him your brightest, most radiant smile, and he knows he’s stuck. He figures that if he puts you down now, the cycle of begging and pleading will start all over again. So he resigns himself to carrying you around as he goes about his day. Unfortunately, you don’t get to choose where he takes you. Crocodile decides the route and destination, and that’s non-negotiable. If you start to complain about it, he'll fix you with a stern look and threaten to put you down and never carry you again. That usually gets you to pipe down pretty quickly. But all that aside, being carried by him is an absolute blast. He's so tall that you get an amazing bird's-eye view of everything around you. There's a thrill in being up high, combined with a comforting sense of security, knowing that Crocodile’s got you firmly in his grasp and won't let you fall. As for the way he carries you, it’s always in his arms. On very rare occasions, he’ll let you sit on his shoulders. But there's one rule: don't mess up his hair. Seriously, he’s adamant about that. So there you are, perched up high on Crocodile's shoulders, looking down at the world with a huge grin on your face. Despite his grumbling and sighs, you know he doesn't really mind. In his own gruff way, he’s grown fond of having you around.

You may be a handful, but you're their handful.

[nthspecialll]

The complexity of love

Abigail and John has, as we all know, had a very rocky run leading up to the fairly happy family we know them as in 1911 with John giving up everything he had to save them, and sadly that rocky run was majorily John's fault. (Dont worry this wont just be me bashing in Johns head with a bat)

Throughout the first few chapters we can see Abigail desperately try to get John to put in an effort, if not with her, at least with their son, growing up as an orphan she most likely knew how much it sucked missing parental love, and wishing the best for her boy.

While Abigail does show aggression, such as calling John a fool and hitting him, it isn't without reason.

Abigail is heavily reliant on John due to the lack of rights women had back then, and also had in the gang. Being one of the only people in the entire camp not to do crime or working any job that earns her more than just a space in a tent and food on the table, she needs someone else to help her as she has no income. This is most notable when she reluctantly asks Arthur for five dollars because she is literally unable to clothe her son. Those five dollars should be coming from John, the camp does not give more than food (barely, she can several times be heard complaining that Jack is hungry) and shelter, clothing is not included in that, nor is any type of entertainment like fishing equipment or books.

It is also quite clear that Abigail cares for John, deeply, she is constantly checking up on him, telling him to rest, to be careful and take care of himself, while he just shuts her down "being in the sun is good for me, however talking is not so much." There is also when Molly comes to her for advice and Abigail admits to unfortunately relating to Molly and Dutch's relationship, being reliant on a man who does not want you, yet still loving them.

And it isn't just with Abigail, who is sacrifing her own love and feelings to try to give her son a father, that John is neglective, it is also with his son whom he is so absent with that it brought Jack to tears.

Whether or not John actually doesn't believe Jack to be his, it mostly seems like a dodge of responsibilites but to an extreme that it feels like more. John has been with the gang since he was twelve, that is ten years of his life that he had spent with the gang, not a day without them when he suddenly runs off because he has a son? He is willing to give up everything because of a child? While it is a huge responsibility, he has been taught from the day he entered the gang that being together is strength, being alone is weakness.

I doubt it was just the pressure put on him that led him to neglect Jack.

John and Abigail's relationship actually has several parallels to John's own parents, his mother being a prositute and his father being her "well I don't know what he was to her," similarly to how John doesn’t exactly know what he and Abigail are. Some sees them as nothing while others sees them as married.

When it comes to the one parent that John did have left, his father, he likely didn't have much of a good relationship with, telling Jack that he "wasn't missing out on much" when he said he wanted to meet John's pa, who died and left John to fend for himself.

John can also often be heard saying "I don't know much about fathering!" that seemingly being his biggest worry when it comes to his family. Him being afraid of repeating his own father's mistakes doesn't seem like the biggest reach to me, do I think it is the biggest cause? No, I do think it is the big new responsibility, but I do think that fear was laying somewhere underneath it.

I do also think that in late chapter 3/early chapter 4 that while he was trying so hard not to become his father, he had become his father, being negletant and a poor father. That realisation together with the fear of loosing the one family that seemed to stick while the other (the gang) crumbled, could have been what kicked him into action.

John being an overly good father in chapter 4-6 only for him to loose that again in the time between chapter 6 and 1907, I would count as John having tried to overly compensate in 1899 for being a terrible father for all those years, but when everything calmed down he kind of fell back into his poor habits.

Abigail had for years desperately tried to get a regular life, to get a home and a safe place for her family but John keeps ruining it so she leaves (full post on that here). That was once again the kick John needed, suddenly realising he is back in 1899, completely failing his family and being a poor father and husband.

In 1911 the family has had their life for four years, growing their ranch, harvesting, taming and selling horses and other farm animals and they grow close, except for Jack and John. Jack is not at all that close to John, worried about getting close to him because he might leave again. Those times that John thought he was doing the right thing, Jack thought he was being left behind and that is understandable.

John "left" when Abigail was being kidnapped in 1899, he was not there, he kept constantly leaving during the timeskip, always coming home with another mess for them to flee, he was missing when Abigail and Jack left, he was missing when he went hunting for Micah and then he was missing once again when out killing Javier, Bill and Dutch. He was never a reliable person for Jack who constantly had to care for his mom on his own.

Jack was very much kept in the blind about a lot of things, literally asking John if he is a murderer, not completely knowing, so clearly what John did while gone was not something Jack was told. Thus he was left in this constant battle between "trust him, he is here now" and "don't trust him, he will leave soon," leading to a very complicated on and off relationship.

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[k9punkout]

sharing my thoughts on this image cuz it's eating away at me

so this is what (im pretty sure) the text above them says and implies

luka: breathing test- makes sense due to the respirator he has. acing a test on breathing is really funny to me, but as much as i'd like to leave it at that i think luka canonically has asthma. the aliens were probably tweaking with that/torturing him via his respiratory problems. he clearly gave them the response they wanted, considering he earned such a high grade. sobbing.

hyuna: superiority test- im still so interested about this one. while idk exactly what happened, it should be noted that hyuna's guardian, phan, is considered to be one of the highest class/most superior intergalactic lifeforms. maybe they only accept pet humans of the utmost best quality? also, we never see hyun-woo's scores/tests. it might be because he isn't a main character like hyuna is, but what if it implies that he fell short of phan's expectations? maybe that's why they didn't care enough to revive him after he died. that might've been a driving factor for why hyuna hates the segyein so much. hmmmm (im reaching)

ivan: smile test- considering the equipment, it's pretty obvious what went down here. i think this further confirms my theory on ivan being forced into masking his emotions with a smile, rather than just doing it to fit in. help him :((

sua: hearing ability(?)- i don't think we've been told anything about sua having TROUBLE hearing, but the aliens could've tweaked with her ears so she can hear her own music better and therefore perfect it? idk.

mizi: vision- i remember there was this old livestream where vivimeng said that there's technology in the alnst universe to fix mizi's vision problems, so this must be it. judging by the bandages, it seems to be some sort of surgery. it explains why she doesn't need her glasses anymore.

till: it just says "be obedient"-bandages are covering his ENTIRE face. whatever skin that's showing seems to be covered in bruises. it's very vague about what happened to him but i just know it's terrible. someone get him OUT OF THERE

im also wondering whether or not this is like. directly after these tests

it would make sense with luka, hyuna, and ivan, but sua doesn't seem to have anything attached to her ears, mizi's not only completely blindfolded here, but she's also being made to dance while her grade in the previous image is labeled "vision", and till looks much more docile than usual here (plus he's widely regarded as a musical genius so i doubt he'd get a low grade on instrument practice)

then again sua's hearing operation could've been performed after this (maybe a test on how hearing affects a human's voice?)

and mizi's dance test could've been right after her eye operation while the image of her grade could've been taken after one of her eyes healed.

as for till, he could've gotten that C simply because he played an entirely different song than what was assigned to him (which is in character, but i dont think it warrants that extreme of a beating or whatever it was they did to his face).

alternatively, he seems to have a tendency to act more tame before pulling a wild stunt (he was uncharacteristically obedient before killing freddie in r2, and his aggression at the karaoke scene was after a long period with little to no resistance), so he might've tried something violent halfway through the test.

moral of the story, no one's happy

[so-i-macedup-abit]

something something small redesign

my apologies for himbofying him LOL

+his skateboard and a little surprise vvv

alr so fun fact ab this au- turbo and the twins were originally supposed to be motorbikers, thus them having the old design, but then i realized that my ass did not know how to draw motorbikes so i chose the next best option, jet set sonic

small little synopsis of this turbotime, its not exactly a racing game, but you get to choose if you want to play turbo, rev, engie, and the main goal is to just get the most style points tbh- you do get to play on a racetrack-like map, but the placements dont rly matter since its all about style

anyways! Something something askblog ab him something something yeah

go ask questions or smthn idrk lol

ive yet to redesign the twins so yeah- in the meantime have their equipment

as a bonus have a playlist based off of them

[pumpkinsy0]

can you pls write some hcs about curly and johnny fighting over pony’s attention and being jealous when pony favors one over the other

of course!!

•unlike the others when it comes to johnny hes more reserved on what he actually thinks about curly, if u asks johnny how he feels hes not rlly gonna say his actual feelings, if pony asks how he feels anout curly, he just goes “if he makes u happy thats fine w me” he’d say as hes NOT looking at pony

•but like hes ponys bff brah, if pony likes em, shit maybe theres something the gang aint seein that pony does, but hes not 100% on board w it

•maybe their beef started bc pony would hang out w one of em for a longish time, then drop them for a bit and hang out w the other, and it was a cycle and theyre SO tired and think its the others fault or somethin

•ANYWAYS I KNOWWWW they talk shit about each other in their different language, and pony always hears but they dont say wtf the said in english, for ponys peace of mind he assumes its something good

•when ponys going back to hang out w the other, ponys wearing or at least has SOMETHING from the other one, and they do this as a stupid tactic to get in the others head thats like “pony was hanging out w me, cry about it lol”

•ITS NOT EVEN THAT PONY FAVORS ONE OVER ANOTHER, he just prefers the other over in certain situations bc he thinks theyre better at handling it

•like w socs, pony would rather curly, not that johnny cant fight, but bc curly has better fighting skills and can fight 2 ppl at one believe it or not and he just happens to b around curly when theres trouble around most of the time, then, would rather johnny when hes feeling emotional bc johnnys just better equipped at dealing w emotions and he also just so happens to get more into his emotions when johnnys around, so on and so forth

• the real problem is they just genuinely dont see that all so much and think theyre the problem, like theyre lacking in that department or somethin, but nah, rlly just a matter of circumstance

•when curlys over at a gang hang out, sometimes johnny catches him staring at pony and so he somehow gets pony to stick with him and they both go over to dallas, extra measure so curly thinks twice on heading over to em

•johnny absolutely felt a type of way when he found out pony and curly got matching scars from that fuck ass chicken game, bc not even HIM and pony have matching scars and they r basically inseparable, what kinda bc is that, he knows its stupid but still

• when johnny and pony go to the drive in, curly sometimes pops up, and johnny and curly arent even watching the movie, pony wants snacks and they both r like “I’LLL get it pony dw” and they both get pony snacks just shaking their head bc they think they have snacks pony would like more than the others choices

•curly put his arm around pony and johnny gave that lil side eye that dogs do

•this is like the only time ponys not stopping them, hes getting free snacks, ofc hes letting them continue

•i swear they NEVER actually talk to each other, like sat down and have a convo, they just have a petty competition, at best theyve said like 10 total words to each other at some point

•ponys actually not clueless when it comes to their beef w each other, he knows how awkward and tense it us when all 3 of em r in a room together, he doesnt exactly do much to stop it cause he doesnt get HOW whats going on between them is happening, but he tries not to let it escalate

[ecto-hazard]

Tf2 clone hc/au cause they're in my beautiful mind again

General scifi bullshit

Since the third generation of the war, all mercs are clones of 9 original mercenaries who were the best of the best

since clones can be respawned repeatedly and know almost nothing beyond fighting, the war has gone on far longer than the mercs think it has. its probably closer to the 80s

cloning technology and respawn technology are basically the same thing. They generate your body after death based on biological data, including genetic and nongenetic factors (such as scarring, surgeries, etc)

No clones are exactly alike. If they were, the respawn tech wouldnt be able to discern which individual clone to generate since they have the same sequence.

Generating a new clone is a more extensive process than respawning. Random mutations are induced in the original biological sequence to ensure no exact duplicates exist, and the initial generation takes a bit longer to process. Once the clone is produced, they're often catatonic or lacking long term memory and take a day or two to reach their "normal" level of awareness. They undergo testing during this time period to ensure they're fit to fight and aren't going to offset the red/blu stalemate by being over or underperforming

clones that are considered unusable for being deemed physically unfit or otherwise incapable of maintaining the stalemate are terminated and recycled so they can reuse the australium and matter used to generate them in the first place

memories across the clones varies. you have some instances where their memories overlap well (like the case of both red and blu soldier's remembering being a lawyer) and some instances where their entire past is a haze. all that matters to the administrator is that they remember being at war and theyre too busy killing each other to discover gaps and overlaps between them

there's six main clone lines for each merc that make up the six main teams overseen by the administrator (Ajax, Citadel, Echelon, etc). they all came from an original individual, but particular traits are found across clones on a specific team

Team Fortress is made up of reject clone lines that are mostly functional, but arent fit for the proper warfare involved in the higher level teams.

Specific merc info

scouts line was demoted to tf just for being too "annoying." its hard to take him seriously at his job if he's constantly blabbing.

soldier's are pretty easy to generate. the tf line was demoted for. obvious reasons. clones that don't quickly develop ferocity are usually destined for termination

pyros are interesting. the tf pyro files were completely corrupted after a freak fire during generation. the resulting clones are freak mutants that normally would go straight to termination. but it turns out if you just stuff those guys into a rubber suit and give them a flamethrower, they do their job just fine. said mutations do tend to lead to lower clone lifespans, but pyros are pretty cheap to replace, and the other team members usually never notice a difference

the team fortress demo line is far more prone to alcohol dependencies than the other team lines, hence being demoted. but so long as you supply a constant stream of cheap whiskey, they get the job done

the heavy line is considerably more competent, but was demoted for being a bit too smart for his own good. they needed big guys who could shoot big guns, and fortress heavies tend to be a bit more suspicious of the whole ordeal. we dont need him shooting the Really big guns

the original engineer had a high position in tfi. the fortress line was demoted for being a bit more unhinged under the surface, making him a risk if he got his hands on better equipment. you dont see any higher team engineers sawing their own hand off

medics are particularly hard to clone because the original medic experimented on himself so much, adding in the random mutations often makes him unviable and instantly terminated. the reject line in particular is quite messy, hence the demotion

sniper's line was demoted for being generally uncivilized and gross not that he would give a shit. theyre also the most prone to memory gaps, given the original's already bizarre past

spy's line was demoted for the excessive smoking. despite memory gaps being common among spies, they have yet to stumble across one that doesnt remember being scout's father. for whatever reason, that memory from the original seems to be ingrained in all of them, even if they dont remember their own name

[calitheheart]

"Skarloey's boys, they call us."

so here's something I've been whittling away at ever since I got back into the railway series - a ttte fire emblem-esque au! it's a niche within a niche but I've had it in my brain for ages and just wanted to get SOMETHING out! Presenting Sodor Cipher!

To start off, some of the members of the Skarloey - Sir Handel, Duncan and Rusty! In my general canon for this au I like to imagine the Skarloey as a Duchy with a heavy emphasis on their physical prowess and mineral mining thanks to their close proximity to the Culdee Fell mountains and the Blue Mountain Quarry - As such, Shane Dooiney is the industry capital for the area. Being far out from the rest of the towns and kingdoms means that many come to the Skarloey for a fresh start, and those that do inevitably forge stronger bonds than they've ever known before. Those bufferbeam-style belts aren't just for show, Skarloey's boys are so good at what they do that they have the sheer force of will to expertly maneuver mining equipment with just their bodies.

As for character bios/ mini backstories (can you tell ive never actually made an au before and dont exactly know the most eloquent way to explain things oop) we've got:

Sir Handel - Once known as Falcon in another kingdom, moved to the Skarloey after receiving a knighthood to get away from the life of a knight. Despite maintaining that he's an excellent mentor, he is rash and impulsive - all for a good cause though, he just wants to get through the day and clock off for some good-old-fashioned banter. Still good with a sword, but prefers to not have to touch it in favour of staunchly gathering resources.

Duncan - Once a lower member of a Mercenary group, he learned that being brutally vocal was the only way to get by. Not a bigot, but not exactly a saint either, he has a hard time letting new people into his life - not exactly the best disposition to have when you're leaving your life behind to work in the chattiest mountains on Sodor. Despite being in a merc group and being a supposed dab hand with an axe, he isn't the most well-travelled.

Rusty - Born in the Mainland before immediately being raised in Skarloey, Rusty has an undying love for the people of the Duchy and the rest of Sodor in general. They have a keen eye for detail and are quick to educate fellow knights on proper conduct - even if they don't exactly ask for it. Rusty runs double duty, conducting inspections in the mining sectors and guarding Crovan's Gate as a surprisingly adept Halberdier.

I'm still working out the specifics of details in this au as it's a blend of each era and general medieval fantasy worldbuilding, so I welcome any and all questions ! <3

[lizard-shifter-noms]

Still Subject to Change Chapter 23 (NEW)

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Hello everyone! i decided to repost arc 1 of SSTC

(the chapters were way too long and had a bunch of typos but hopefully this will make reading easier)

this Story contains Vore, Dont like dont read.

if there are still any grammatical errors i’m sorry.

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They were all standing around Nea and asking what had happened and why we were here already while the rest of the division wasn’t.

Nea herself raised her Helmet like she wanted to hit something and suddenly had a lot more space as nobody wanted to get hit by her.

She really did have an effect on people, just the wrong one.

“I’m fine! I just need tha see a medic, and tha rest of tha division will come here later! Just be glad we fixed tha stupid snow!

Now GO BACK TO YER POSITIONS!”

At her bellowing a good majority of the guards scrambled back to wherever they came from safe for a few that had offered to help her.

While she winked off most of it she still took the long and sturdy branch that a man gave her that definitely wasn’t a guard.

He was not wearing any sort of uniform whatsoever and had mud covered pants held in place by a toolbelt that had a variety of small shovels and other weird equipment stuffed into it.

I would guess him to be about forty, with Brown hair that had some gray streaks in it and a bit of a scruffy beard.

The curiosity wasn’t aimed at me though, it was aimed at the very visible and in some places bent flowers, and I realized that this man must be the Gardener.

Well he’d be happy to know that he could pick up tending to the plants again now that the snow was gone.

I just hoped that he’d ask first if he intended to pluck one of the flowers on my back.

He seemed friendly enough and had not looked at me with hatred or fear like most people did when they first saw me.

That could come later, for now Nea needed medical attention and some of the Guards had already ran ahead when they saw the condition her foot was in, likely getting every medic they could find.

Since there were already enough people looking for a doctor Robin had opted to stay close to us, not like he would have known where to go anyway.

And neither did I, except the shed maybe.

The Castle was new to all of us and I didn’t exactly know how big it was so he could easily have gotten lost searching for a Doctor.

Since help was on its way I wondered if I should offer to get Nea closer to the castle or if we should stay here and let the Doctor pick her up.

Considering how her foot looked, The latter might be best to avoid further irritation.

That meant I was just awkwardly standing there with nothing to do.

At least the mud on my fur had stopped dripping some time ago so nobody got a surprise mud shower.

Robin had also mostly dried but now the mud was caked onto the fabric of his clothing and that did not look comfortable.

Maybe asking about where we could wash up would be a good idea as Nea was adequately supplied with care that she only reluctantly accepted so she didn’t need us anymore.

I would still go take a dip in the ocean though, just to get rid of the outer layer of mud and who knew what else.

I just hoped if i went out to do that they would open the gate again to let me in.

If not I would have to wait for Rikaad and that would be really stupid.

I turned my head a bit to face Robin and inform him what I was going to do.

While I was an okay swimmer it still was a good idea to tell someone that I was about to go out into the ocean.

Getting most of the mud off would be wonderful as the dried bits cracked when I moved and stuck my fur into unpleasant little clumps that gave an unusual tugging sensation.

“Robin? I’m going back out for a bit to wash out some of this mud in the ocean.

I’ll be right back after I get this annoying stuff off, okay?”

He nodded and stepped aside a bit to let me through, instead opting to stick closer to the only other person he knew, Nea.

While Robin followed Nea to wherever the Doctors room was i went back out the still open door and walked down the elevated peninsula to a spot where i could access the water.

I had to go a little ways away from the castle itself before I found a path that led down to the ocean, path being a generous titlement though.

To a human the path might have been nice and wide but to me it was a narrow winding route where I had to be careful not to misstep as it was very steep to my side and falling would hurt.

I made it down without any accidents and just jumped into the cool saltwater, watching it turn muddy from all the dirt that had dried on me as the waves sloshed against my body.

Getting it off felt great, now my skin didn’t feel like it was cracking anymore and the clumps that had tugged at my fur were also gone.

Using my paws to scrub off as much of the rest as I could with the thumbless appendage wasn’t very effective sadly, as I couldn’t reach much more than my underside and legs.

I decided that it was good enough for now, I could probably take a proper bath later, the castle surely had something like that.

Stepping out of the ocean i was dripping with saltwater, to combat that i shook myself like a dog, i mean if it worked for them it surely wouldn’t hurt.

Water was flying everywhere as I tried to get myself as dry as possible and I went back up the winding path up the cliffside.

Since I was wet I had sand stick to my paws but the grass managed to get most of it off while I walked.

Looking back up ahead I noticed that the Guards had not yet closed the gate, either out of consideration or because they were waiting for the rest of the division to also come through here.

Probably the latter as I knew none of them and doubted they would just hold it open out of kindness.

Regardless of what it was, I didn’t have to stay outside so I took it as a plus.

Though walking through I could see that none of the Guards got closer to me than they absolutely had to.

I ignored them as they clearly did not want to interact with me and instead went to the castle itself to find Robin who had trailed after Nea.

I hoped the kinda deranged woman was alright, and began to wonder where Oakley was, he could probably help her when he showed up.

The problem was when was he coming back?

he was stashing the ice staff somewhere safe but who knew how far away that was and when he’d be back.

I hoped he’d be here soon as I wasn’t sure what the human doctors would do to her or if they were even able to help at all.

And I could absolutely not ask them for something to help with my still itching pouch.

It took me a few seconds to realize that I currently did not fit through most of the castle doors, I only got through two as far as I knew and neither led me to where I wanted.

That and i didn’t even know where the medical wing was, let alone anything else.

“You alright there green being?”

I swiveled my head around to the source of the voice and saw that it was the Gardener.

“Just looking for my friend, and i realized i do not fit through any of these doors, did you see where he has gone?”

It was also weird that he didn’t call me a beast or monster or even a big guy like Nea, instead opting to call me Green Being, which was a pretty basic description of what I was at the moment.

The Gardener looked at me for a moment and his gaze once again lingered on the plants that grew on my back for a bit.

“What does your friend look like? I know most of what is going on in the garden so i might have seen him”

That was admittedly a first, someone just straight up offering me help had not happened before, and i didn't even know the man.

But it was strangely nice, I would make sure to treat all of the plants in this place with respect now.

“Well he’s ginger and not very tall, i think he went after Nea but i’m not sure where she is either”

The Gardener hummed and seemed to search through his memories for a bit before answering.

“Well i’m fairly certain he went through the yellow painted door over there after a group of Guards that tried to help Nea”

While speaking he pointed over at the mentioned door that had slightly chipped paint on it.

So that’s where I had to go and then?

I had not been in the castle itself except for the grand entrance hall with the throne that I didn’t bother to look at.

I had absolutely no idea of the layout of the imposing building, but before I could ask anything else I heard a commotion from the front of the actual entrance gate.

Alarmed, I looked over as fast as I could, trying to figure out what was going on.

“Ah seems like the rest of the Division has arrived, well then, i’ll be off for now but i’m sure you’ll see me around”

I looked back at the Gardener but he had already walked away.

Wait, he had said that the rest of the division must have arrived, which meant Rikaad and Arthur were also here now!

I trotted over as fast as I dared, I didn’t run as that would surely freak people out but it was still fast regardless.

Going around the bend of the castle I could see the muddy forms of the Royal Guard led by Norrin and Rikaad.

After a few more seconds I also spotted Arthur who looked like he had fallen front first into mud.

He probably had done just that, I was pretty sure all of us were in dire need of a bath.

At least my short dip in the ocean had helped a lot already.

I came up to the troup from the side and the first person to notice me was Arthur.

“HOW in the FUCK are you here before us?!”

At his sudden outburst everyone else in the division turned to look at me.

Great, not what I had wanted at all, being stared at like a freak, but seeing their confused faces was kinda funny.

I’d have to tell Nea that later, if I even found where in the castle she was, she’d be amused I was sure.

Still, being stared at was not something I liked and I wished they would go somewhere else.

I tried my best to ignore it as I approached Arthur, bending down a bit to be more eye level with him.

“I found out that i can run really fast, the other two just kept urging me to go faster and faster so i did”

He just stared at me as if it had not crossed his mind that I could actually sprint in this form.

“So wait, how long have you been here? And Where are the others?”

Well I wasn’t sure how long I had actually been here,

but the other i could at least answer half.

“I don’t really know how long, just long enough for me to go and wash off the worst of the mud in the ocean, as for the other two they brought Nea to a Doc in the castle somewhere and Robin followed her”

He looked past me at the castle looking like he wanted to barge in and search for the ginger.

He was however, like everyone else in the division, still dripping with mud.

Whoever was in charge of cleaning the castle would have a stroke if they all went inside like this.

I swiveled my head around to try and spot Rikaad, he was standing next to Norrin again and apparently had asked one of the not muddy Guards for a bucket of water.

Why became clear not even a second later as he poured it over himself to wash the worst of the muck off.

Norrins face to this was hilarious, he looked really shocked, like he had just seen someone grow a second head.

But it did make sense, it got at least some of the mud off and the rest could be scrubbed off later.

Some other Guards had brought even more buckets so the rest of the division could rinse off too, which they promptly did, following Rikaads example.

Rikaad came over to me and Arthur while everyone else was busy with trying to get the mud off.

His hair was dripping with water and his clothing clung to his skin showing off his muscles.

He could probably toss me if I was my human sized self.

Ignoring the fact that the man could just fucking break me if he so desired i instead asked him how the trek back was.

“So you finally all arrived too, anything else happen that’s noteworthy?”

He shook his head.

“No, it was rather boring even, but walking while covered in mud is not something i recommend”

“Yeah especially as it started to dry, urgh i feel like my skin is cracking and i just want a bath to get all of this off of me”

Arthur chimed in, and a bath did sound good as there was still some muck stuck between the hairs of my fur.

That was not a sentence I ever expected to think.

“That sounds like a good idea, and i kinda want to shift back to my human size but i’m worried about getting stabbed if someone sees my pointy ears”

This was the place the old king had declared to kill any Faefolk so it was pretty obvious why i was so nervous about it, But I couldn’t stay as Ardua the entire time, I wanted to be able to use my thumbs and actually fit through doors.

“They wont as long as i’m near you, and that is also one of the things i will have to fix later as soon as i can get access to all the papers the old man signed”

Well, that was reassuring, and it was nice to know that Rikaad intended to fix all the Bullshit the old git did.

But there was also the fact that i did not want to shift in front of so many people, stupid as it may sound i felt kinda embarrassed, like changing pants in public, also i didn’t want everyone to know i could do that.

I was pretty sure that would be a recipe for disaster, especially if it was found out that it was the bracelet that let me do this.

No doubt someone would try to steal it, even if I was the only one that could actually use the thing.

If the thief then tried to use it they would die, like Oakley said.

So maybe I should find cover instead and shift there?

The weird barn storage area would probably do, and there was a door into the castle right next to it that I could use.

Yeah, that sounded like a good idea.

“I’m not going to shift in front of so many people though, What if one of them gets the idea to steal the bracelet? I’d rather not have that happen.

I think i’ll just hide in the weird built on shed for that”

At a nod from Rikaad i went around the castle again, followed by both of the smaller men.

Well smaller for now, Rikaad was a good bit taller than me at my normal size.

Human size? Smallest size?

Nothing about me was normal anymore so i wasn’t sure if i should call that my normal height, maybe original height?

Thinking about that too much would probably give me a headache so I let it be, it wasn’t really important anyway since I could just shift whenever I wanted.

As long as there was enough space of course.

While stepping around the corner of the castle I made sure not to accidentally tread on any of the meticulously planted flowers.

Then before I could push the door to the oversized shed open I heard a voice behind us.

All three of us looked back to who had spoken in unison.

“Sire? Where are you going? Do you need anything?”

It was Norrin, apparently he had seen us leaving and decided to follow his new king.

Rikaad actually didn’t look too happy about it, likely realizing that his private and freetime would be rather limited from now on.

Regardless of that he wasn’t unfriendly or rude about it as Norrin was only doing his job.

“I was going to bring Donovan and Arthur into the castle and look for Robin”

Norrin looked confusedly at me for a second.

yeah i didn’t fit inside the castle as Ardua but i intended to change that.

“Wh- i don’t think Donovan can fit through the doors, or do you plan on letting him climb through one of the bigger windows?”

The poor man was thoroughly confused now, and I guessed that I actually might fit through some of the bigger windows, but those were not on ground level and to reach them I would have to get to the second or third story.

Oh what the hell, Norrin knowing what exactly made me shift wouldn’t be bad, he might even be helpful with it.

“No that’s not the plan, i’m going to shift into a more human form and use the door”

He stared at me for a few more seconds, one eyebrow twitching a bit for a moment.

“You can do that? Why did you stay in the fuzzier form for so long then?”

Well now he was just as confused as before, as for why I stayed as Ardua, well.

“My ears are pointy in human form, i thought if i shifted i would immediately get stabbed, or worse”

Well I did get stabbed, but not in human form and not while in the kingdom, The itchy stitching was a constant reminder of that.

It was really annoying and I would ask Oakley if he had anything to stop it as soon as I could.

But Oakley wasn’t even here right now, so I would first go look for Robin and then see if I could take a bath to scrub the rest of this muck off of me.

Norrin still looked a tiny bit confused but didn’t seem to have any more questions.

There was nobody else here so I probably didn’t even have to go into the shed to shift.

Besides there was a good bit of open space around us aside from the castle wall so I doubted that if someone was looking our way they’d see what I was doing.

So without further messing about I twisted the gem back into its original position with one of my claws after fumbling with it for a second.

Shrinking was not the most pleasant sensation as it felt like air was just rushing out of my lungs and I couldn’t inhale for the duration of it but once that was done I was back down to my five foot eight height.

Not a lot compared to Rikaad and Norrin, but at least I was still taller than Arthur.

I bet he was not happy about that, but suddenly being smaller than Rikaad again was really weird.

Norrin just stared, like his brain was having trouble catching up with what he saw.

I couldn’t blame him for that really, that was not something you see everyday after all.

He stared for a few more seconds and then his brain seemed to have caught up with the present.

“I don’t know why but i expected you to have green hair”

Were the first words that left his mouth, and honestly?

That assumption wasn’t even that out of the box.

My entire fur had been green so to someone who didn’t know what my human form looked like such a guess was not far off.

But it was still funny, my hair was a normal shade of brown but as Ardua i had a green mess.

I’d have to ask Oakley why that is when I went to get help for the annoying itching.

But for now he wasn’t here, probably still hiding that ice staff somewhere so I would do the other stuff first.

On the to-do list was to find Robin and then get the rest of the mud off.

Now that I was in human form the muck clung to me and had soaked into my shirt, It was really unpleasant as it was starting to dry again from my dip in the ocean.

Eurgh, that felt awful.

Whatever, I would deal with that soon enough.

“I mean, my fur is green so I guess that would be an obvious assumption?”

Norrin was still just staring, and his gaze ended up wandering to my pointed ears.

I already did not like being stared at, but having people look at my ears especially made me uncomfortable and I self consciously put my hands over them.

Normally having anyone see them would only spell trouble for me so I was quite nervous even if I didn’t really have to be anymore.

Years of hiding them out of fear wouldn’t go away in a few days, hell it probably would take quite some time to even get used to actually sleeping without worry of getting stabbed or worse.

At least Norrin had the decency to look away after he saw me put my hands over them.

“Well uh where in the castle do you want to go?

I can show you the way? I know the layout pretty well”

Right, none of us had been in the castle that long, I hadn’t even been inside before so I would have no idea where the hell I was going.

At a nod from both me and Arthur, as well as Rikaad’s go ahead, He went inside first.

“You are looking for your red headed friend right?

Where did you say he’d gone?”

I just realized that Norrin did not know all of our names, He knew Rikaad of course as he was the king and maybe mine but I was pretty sure nobody had told him the names of the other two.

“He should be with Nea i think? He did enter the castle with her while i used sea water to get the worst mud off”

He nodded.

“The medical wing then, well, if they managed to convince Nea to go there at least”

Convincing Nea would probably take twice as long as her just accepting help and getting it over with, but aside from that there weren’t many other places to go in the castle.

At least not that I knew of.

Following the armored man through the tall corridor I noted that I could actually fit through the biggest ones as Ardua.

Also walking on two legs again was suddenly weird, I had become accustomed to the four legs way too quickly and now I felt I could way too easily be toppled over.

And without the fur my skin suddenly felt way too exposed, which in turn made me a tiny bit nervous again.

I ignored it as well as I could as I knew that was just nonsense, I was IN the castle next to the king who the hell would try anything?

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[spookier11]

(I was originally reblogging from this post here , but I got so off topic I feel it would be disrespectful to not just make it its own post. so i made it its own post!)

#just wrote a whole infofump about pigeons in the tags and didnt send it. be proud of me#<- no prev why would you say that#give me the infodump i beg#please??? pretty please????? (tags from @evedaser) (prev tags are mine)

OK!!!111!!! YAY! i reformatted to a normal paragraph for ease of reading ^_^ (and i may have... added some more)

I love this so much omg, I've never thought about pigeons as ace or ace icons b4.... im thinking too hard about it rn BUT pigeons have really interesting mating habits. they are like,,, the bunnies of the bird world. bc most birds lay one or two clutches of eggs a year, and that number varies depending on species. so, a bluejay only lays once a year, and they lay 2-7 eggs. so thats 2-7 new bluejays a year! robins are a bit of an outlier & lay up to five times times a year! they lay 3-5 eggs, so two robins could have TWENTY FIVE baby birds in a single year. (this is really rare, of course.) bald eagles lay once a year, and almost always lay exactly two eggs. so, two eagle babies per year. how often a bird lays and the amount of eggs correlates to a birds place on the food chain- a bald eagle, with few natural predators, only needs to lay once a year to keep up their population. because bald eagles are so BIG i'd imagine it would be super bad for them to have more than that but i dont know for certain if thats a defining reason... bluejays are much smaller so they CAN feasibly lay more than two eggs, but bluejays are also BEASTS! who can fend for themselves very well! so they only lay once a year, but they lay more than two, and that keeps the bluejay population thriving. robins have it rough, so they lay far more frequently- the robin eggs/chicks commonly get eaten by larger birds or animals and, unlike the bluejay or eagle, they aren't able to put up a fight. to make up for this, they just lay more, so some are destined to live! but PIGEONS genuinely lay year round. different places say different things, but from my understanding and experience pigeons lay eggs just a little over monthly! pigeons, like eagles, lay two eggs at a time (& can very rarely lay 3) so a healthy, captive pigeon could have TWENTY! baby pigeons in a year. twenty is waaay over the average though,, a normal city pigeon hatches 8-12 birds a year! which is still impressive!! pigeons are NOT equipped to survive in the wild, at all. they are domestic birds!! so it makes sense that they lay so often- its how the species stays alive! what i DONT understand and think is really interesting is why do they only lay 2 eggs at a time?? and actually i stopped yapping about this for a bit and tried rlly hard to find an answer,,, and sadly the best one i found was 'lots of variables go into what sized clutch a bird lays,' which like I KNOW.... but N E WAYS! basically pigeons have the unique laying habit of laying two birds at a time, year round, rather than having a large clutch all at once or only laying once per year!! they PROBABLY only lay two eggs at a time 4 the same reason eagles do - they physically cant lay more than that at a time and keep in good health - but don't quote me on that guys i dont know thats just my hypothesis im just some guy. of course, like robins, lots of pigeon babies (squabs) dont make it. however,, they are are way more likely to die from malnutrition or parental neglect then being a snack for a bigger bird. i just think pigeons are neat! and its cool how they nest year round!! wow i really got off topic! oops!! asexual pigeons real actually,,,,

i just think birds are so cool u guys i cant not talk about them!! also i spent way too long writing this out to really just keep it in my notes app somewhere...

[goatpaste]

What would happen if I asked you to talk about one of your ocs? Go as deep into the lore as you want :)

mm ykno I WILL take an excuse to talk about my ocs and run :)

How bout my less talked about jojo oc Doro

Iv been lookin for an excuse to redo his design, iv never been totally happy with his original look so he's a go again!

Changing his stand from a regular stand to an armor stand. Still works the same, mean to reflect someone deepest desires to the point that they will walk right to it even if they KNOW the stands trick. Once close enough it snaps like an angler fish with the armor equipped with booby traps all over that open up to get their enemy. the inside of Fisherman Blues armor looks like an iron maiden and god knows where Doro's actual body fits, skinny legends fitting it in there somewhere.

As for Doro's character profile, its not much I'v ever dived into like i have others

But Doro is on the younger side of Roxanne's current Hires only being there for a short few years.

Doro and Janelle are friends but the two dont see eye to eye, as when Janelle started scheme to get everyone out of Roxanne's clutches and out of their dangerous work, Doro flat out told her he wanted no part in it. Their close enough that he won't snitch on her or stop her, but he wants nothing to do with it. Janelle may be tired and upset by the reality that has become their work, but Doro knew exactly what some rich fancy woman with hair a foot tall on her head with a law degree was not capable of any kindness. The work does pay as promised at least and so long as it does Doro is content playing punching bag for rich assholes to get off to

Before coming to work for Roxanne, Doro (like most of Roxannes hires) had little money and no connections in the world. Anyone he grew close to, or grew close to him he always hurt. Everyone wants to get close to him, get to know him see who he is, but no one ever wants to stick around once they know him. Roxanne doesnt want to get to know him, Roxanne just wants him to run around in skimpy outfits and flaunt what he has while some big muscle pushes him around in the ring so they can make some big bucks. He gets his work done, he gets to go home so long as he survives and he can do and buy whatever he wants because he has no one who needs to lean on him, he doesnt want people to lean on him or need him. He's alone and its the way he likes it, supporting number one at the bottom of the ladder comfortably.

At least that what he'll tell people. Its probably half truth, and half defeat and acceptance to the way of things. make no friends, make money and leave a hot corpse.

Also to the side of his character, Doro loves Janelle as a coworker, but hates her best friend Mac. Especially because Mac often ask to be put against Doro in the ring (and as one of Roxies favorites he gets what he wants) and its always for the same reason, because despite Doro's ability meaning to show people what they want and drop their guard, what mac see's only makes him fight harder, Doro is sure to get the worst ass kicking when Mac is the one he's fighting because whatever Fisherman Blue's showing him, his gets Mac's blood pumping. He also just hates Mac lol, beyond this he finds the younger man loud and bothersome especially with all his advances of friendship and inviting Doro out constantly to hang out with the other wrestlers.

[corvidcall]

my top 5 favorite commanders of 2024

I know a top 10 is more traditional, but... I mean, I didn't want to pick any commanders I didn't actually build!!

Before getting into the list, I do want to give an honorable mention to Bonny Pall, Clearcutter, which is a deck I built but never got the chance to really play. But as a Minnesotan, I gotta show some love to my girl Paul Bunyan.

Now, onto the actual list!

5. Kellan, the Kid

The difficult thing about this list is that, as a Vorthos, I really just wanna put down all my favorite characters. And I LOVE Kellan. My sweet boy. People love to tell me that "Thunder Junction had no story," and I genuinely still don't understand what they mean by that, because I read the story!! It very much existed and was good! Kellan tries to sacrifice his own morals to win his deadbeat dad's affection, and it just doesn't work, because his dad is fundamentally incapable of caring about him.

Anyway, uh, the card is cool too I guess. Kellan looks very handsome in it and I'm so proud of him.

4. Yuma, Proud Protector

Would.

...I was just gonna leave it there because its funny, but unfortunately I have "can't shut up" disease. Yuma is the first trans man in MtG! (At least, the first canonical one. We all know Jace is trans but he's stealth and used his mind magic to erase the knowledge from WotC's memories). The sidestory about him was one of my favorite bits of mtg writing this year. Also, he's from fantasy Chicago and moved to Thunder Junction, and as a trans person who moved from the midwest to a desert, I find him very #relatable.

...ok technically I live in a semi-arid region and not a true desert. BUT STILL.

Also, this deck is fun because everyone always gets concerned that I might run mass land destruction in it. And if the guys at my LGS keep pissing me off, one of these days, I will.

3. Flubs the Fool

Its kind of funny that this is on the list, because, by all accounts, it should not be a deck I enjoy. It doesn't have either of my favorite colors (white and black). It's from a set I hated (i did NAWT enjoy Bloomburrow lol). Its a cEDH deck (I think cEDH is an abomination). Its a storm/combo deck (I dont like having to keep track of that much, AND i don't like taking that long of a turn).

... but tbh its a hoot! So far, it's had a 100% win rate against the cEDH players at my LGS, and it just makes me laugh. You want to be Hellbent (have no cards in hand) as soon as possible, which is usually the OPPOSITE of what you want, and you just draw a card, cast it no matter what it is, draw another card, until you manage to draw into your wincons (infinite storm combo + Brain Freeze to make everyone mill, or infinite mana combo + Walking Ballista to ping everyone for infinite damage). It runs exactly 0 interaction. What other opponents' decks are doing is not your problem. What YOUR deck is doing is not your problem. We're on empty brain mode babey!!!!

2. Alquist Proft, Master Sleuth

Must a commander be powerful in order to be on the list? Must a card be "good"? Is it not enough to see a beautiful face, small?

I had two goals with this deck: First, I wanted a lower-power deck that I could play with my sister, who is just learning how to play, and second, I had such a blast playing Azorius Detectives at the MKM pre-release that I wanted to build a deck that had all the fun cards from that.

Alquist is certainly not... the best commander ever. His activated ability is REALLY overcosted, considering how low impact it is. By my math, it's not even worth using unless you're able to make x=3 (for anything less, you'd be better off just using your clue tokens normally). But he helms a deck thats honestly one of the most fun in my collection! There's a lot of fun cards in there, like the one that makes detectives unblockable, or turns all your clue tokens into equipment, or gives your clues Exalted, and it's really fun to sit down at a table with this guy and see people have no idea what the hell kinda deck its gonna be. My partner plays this deck more than I do, but I cant stop thinking about the time I was sitting at the pod next to them, and I overheard one of their opponents go "Azorius aggro???????" like he couldn't believe what he was seeing. And he was right!!

1. Shilgengar, Sire of Famine

I built this because the art of a demon sitting on a throne of angel wings was the sickest thing I'd ever seen in my life. And it still is.

This is my #1 because this deck is just so... me, back on my bullshit to be honest. Orzhov is far and away my favorite color pair, but thus far most of the typal decks you see in Orzhov are vampires, and tbh I... don't really like vampires. I like vampire-type EFFECTS (draining enemies while healing yourself is the ideal tbh!!) but as a creature type? snore. Sick of seeing vampires in everything, sick of hearing about vampires, and I don't think vampires are sexy because vampires are one of the most culturally thin movie monsters, second only, perhaps, to the Slender Man himself. show me a fat vampire and we'll talk.

Anyway, this is an angels deck, which is way way cooler because I love angels. Big huge lady with a sword who can FLY??? HELLO???? very sick. And its all about sacrificing my own angels to make Blood tokens, and then sacrificing the Blood tokens to get all my angels back from the graveyard. I love an Aristocrats strategy (a deck built around sacrificing your own creatures) because I think its really funny. I show up to a wizard battle with my army of cool angels. I shoot them all myself before you get the chance to. When the dust clears, I have won somehow.

Its funny that, considering that I mostly build decks based on characters I like first and for gameplay reasons second, my most favorite deck of the year is of a character I couldn't care less about lol. Sorry man, I don't care that you invented vampires in Innistrad! I'm busy admiring all the big beautiful sword ladies I put in here. And then pinging everyone to death with Mirkwood Bats. And that's gonna take up pretty much all of my time!!

Overall, I'd say it was a pretty good year for Magic for me!!! I had a lot of fun building these, and I actually started going to my LGS weekly to play. It's been a blast! Can't wait to report back next year to talk about all the fun I've had in 2025!!!!!

[daytaker]

Hiya! I would like to request a match up with one of the Obey Me brothers? Romantically please!

I am a girl, She/Her. I have mid back strawberry blonde hair, and sea green colored eyes. I am 5'9/175cm.

I am the second oldest out of four kids. I am very kind and try to be as gentle as I can with people. I am very shy when we first meet, but once you get to know me I'm a weirdo and a goofball.

I'm not good at expressing how I feel, it makes me feel weak and most people just judge me for how I feel. I don't like giving people my opinions on things unless they ask for it, I usually try and avoid conflict as best as I can.

I love reading, fantasy and murder mysterys are my go to genres of books. I love anything involves writing, but I'm not very good at English, lmao.

I love watching Murder documentaries or Forensic files/Cold case files and Anime. I also love sports, like basketball, track, soccer, volleyball etc. I also loveee winter sports, like skiing and ice-skating. Though I'm not very good at ice skating. I also enjoy hunting and hiking and farm equipment. I adore corgis and German shepherds.

I love my family with all my heart and will do anything for them. I am not a very violent person or one to get angry quickly, I dont enjoy hurting people. But my anger is very bad and I usually walk away from the situation before it gets out of hand.

I am so sorry it's so long, I hope it's not too much! Please take your time! Thank you so much!

Absolutely! Reading through this, I think I would comfortably match you up with our adorable sixth-born and Avatar of Gluttony, Beelzebub.

He's calm, quiet, and kind-hearted. You say you're shy and have trouble opening up to people at first. Well, Beel seems like the sort of person you could sit with and not have to say much of anything, but it wouldn't feel awkward.

As someone who can come across as stoic and intimidating at first glance, Beel isn't likely to be judgmental if you put up a bit of a front. If anything, he might assume you're hungry. That's the sort of face he makes when he's thinking about when his next meal is.

It sounds like talking isn't your favorite way to communicate your feelings, and it isn't Beel's either. Physical affection and acts of service are more in line with how he expresses himself. (He tries to give gifts too, but usually the gift is food, and he tends to eat that before he can give it to anyone.) Beel seems like the sort of person who would be content just to spend time together, regardless of what you're doing.

He's also not someone who is, for lack of a better term, very needy. Asmo and Levi need constant praise and reassurances, respectively, and Mammon and Belphie are jealous and want your attention all the time. The four of them, and to a lesser extent, Satan, all require enormous stores of attention, and they tend to be selfish about it. They want to be taken care of, whether they'd admit it or not. Nothing in your profile makes me think that you'd be thrilled to push aside your own interests, family, or feelings just to accommodate a guy who, let's face it, is unlikely to give you the same level of consideration.

The main reason I don't consider Lucifer a good match is that you seem like someone who is not entirely sure of yourself; maybe dealing with a few insecurities. Lucifer is a painfully honest and sometimes prickly person who will tell you exactly how it is, and that sort of uncensored, straightforward nature would probably intimidate and upset you.

I felt Satan wasn't as good a match as Beel for a few reasons. First, although Beel doesn't always express how he feels in words, he at least tends to understand what he's feeling and why. Satan, on the other hand, overanalyzes what happens inside his head to the extent that he loses track of what his core emotions even are. Second is the temper. Obviously, Satan has one too. He'll become testy and annoyed seemingly at random. But one of the worst things in any relationship is for two people who are extremely angry to try and de-escalate each other. It's a set-up for potentially toxic dynamics. I think you and Satan could be great friends though, especially with your mutual interest in murder mysteries and crime.

When you're angry or upset, Beel is kind of the perfect choice if you want someone who won't take things personally or inadvertently escalate things more by trying to talk you down. He'd probably sit and listen quietly as you expressed yourself, wait for you to calm down, then buy you ice cream.

Oh, and I never even mentioned that, as an athlete, he'd love to spend time playing or enthusing over sports with you. Bonus perk!

So there you have it. I hope this was fun to read!

[therealestpodcast]

SPIRIT ARCHIVE: EPISODE ONE SEASON ONE; BLOCKBUSTER HORROR

"NOW WE ARE ONE IN EVERLASTING PEACE WE HOPE THAT YOU CHOKE, THAT YOU CHOKE" - EXIT MUSIC (FOR A FILM); RADIOHEAD

YOU ARE WATCHING EPISODE ONE

CLICK HERE FOR EPISODE TWO

CURRENTLY:

LOCATION: IN THE STUDIO

TIME: 7:30 PM

Jae: I'm Jae!

Ona: And I'm Ona!

Jae: And you’re watching The Spirit Archive.

Ona: The Spirit Archive?

Jae: …What?

Ona: The Spirit Archive???

Jae: What the fuck are you talking about now?

Ona: You added “The”.

Jae: Okay??

Ona: It's just Spirit Archive.

Jae: ……

Ona: ….

Jae: ANYWAYS!

Jae: Welcome to the very first episode, this is insane.

Ona: Literally.

Jae: We came so far in the past two in a half years…already have our on TV show.

Ona: It was about time; So Jae Jae on the way way.

Jae: “Jae Jae on the way way”….?

Ona: Explain to the people how this will go!

Jae: Basically you guys send us emails, and we read them, think of our theories, and then investigate the “Haunted” areas.

Ona: Afterwards we come back to the studio, go back over evidence and finally come to our conclusion. You'll see us back here in the studio every so often during the episode giving our opinions on what we thought during the investigation too!

Jae: Sadly, the camera crew cant explore with us.

Ona: I’m gonna miss you Dave…

Jae: So, heres our first letter from… South Park's very own! Ryen Miller!

Jae: Shelly says, “i told craig and kenny about this but they’re being so useless rn so i’m calling the best podcast out there. my friend mimi and i are at the video store i run, hiding behind a shelf of old war movies because there’s an apparition in my stock room. i’m pretty sure it moved to the basement but i’m not sure. advice?”

Ona: That's your fucking fault for not asking the pros first.

Jae: They asked for advice, not for you to start ripping into them.

Ona: They KNEWWW what they we’re doing.

Jae: Oh my goddd, what's your guess Ona?

Ona: To be honestttt, I have no clue, not enough info. What about you Jae Jae on the way way?

Jae: Oh you GOTS to stop.

Jae: My guess is it's a poltergeist spirit.

Ona: Whys that? Those are rare.

Jae: Uh well my guess is that Shelly seems pretty scared, right?

Ona: Okay..

Jae: And it could've knocked things down ya’know? We dont really know how everything first started. we definitely need to ask more details when get there.

Ona: Truuuue, mhhh okay. Well…Are you ready to start? Like this is our first big investigation.

Jae: Ready as I’ll ever be I suppose. Autobots.. roll out.

Ona: Are you dumb..

Ona: Let’s just go.. I can’t stand you right now.

CURRENTLY:

LOCATION: IN FRONT OF THE VIDEO STORE

TIME: 5:15 PM

Standing around the outside of the off brand blockbuster-esque store, Jae can't help but wonder why exactly this is the spot for the first episode. The camera crew that were unable to enter behind them so they didn't get in the way standing around, making sure the equipment was all up and running alright.

"Are you not gonna help me with the equipment? Jae? Hellooooo?" Ona complains, holding a duffle bag of things the duo will need for checking out the store.

"It's not even that heavy," Jae responds, grabbing the bag from Ona's hands, "It literally just holds the stuff we need to put on ourselves."

"Okay.... so hold it while I put it on me first, duh!"

Jae turns to look at the camera that's currently recording with a blank stare, but looks back at Ona as she connects the equipment to her, holding a spirit box in one hand and a FLIR digital thermometer in another. She waves at the camera connected to the vest Ona's wearing.

"I look hot as fuck don't I? Don't answer I already know, your turn!" Ona giggles.

Jae puts their own stuff on them and checks their laptop feed to make sure it's working, when everything is set Jae slings a backpack containing other important equipment on their back, picking up an EMF recorder, she turns to Ona, "Ready?"

Ona shakes her head, "No. Is it too late to back out of this? Like what if we... die? Bro I don't know about this."

Jae blinks, once, twice, and a third time, "Girl if you don't get your ass in there."

"Why me first? Do you have some death wish against me?"

"Absolutely. No! Bitch, if I go first you'd probably leave me alone with this spirit to go get McDonalds!" Jae scoffs.

"Oooohh.. I could so go for McDonald's right now actual-"

"GET YOUR ASS IN THERE."

"You got it!" Ona jumps and speed walks into the store with Jae following closely behind her.

CURRENTLY:

LOCATION: IN THE STUDIO

TIME: 7:35 PM

Ona: You are so mean to me.

Jae: YOU THREW THIS RUBBER DUCK PENCIL AT ME FOUR SECONDS AGO.

Ona: Why can't we be friends...

CURRENTLY:

LOCATION: INSIDE THE VIDEO STORE

TIME: 5:25 PM

"Oh shellyyyyy," Ona sings.

Jae lightly hits the side of her shoulder, "You're probably more scary than the spirit right now."

"We're here!" The duo heard a voice speak up in the back, cautiously walking towards the back, they find themselves staring at Shelly who are huddled in a corner the 'War' movies section.

"Uh... Have you two been here this entire time?" Jae asks

Shelly nods, "Yes! I keep hearing crashing noises in the basement! At first it used to just be the in the stock room but awhile ago it moved to the basement." Shelly explains.

Ona glancing around the room, her eyes shifting the rather dark store, "And you two just sat? In the dark?"

Shelly pipes up, tone shaking, "We think it broke the fuse box! The lights went out like ten minutes ago.. I think."

"Just our luck.." Ona sighs.

"Any other information you can lend us?"

Shelly thinks for a moment, "No.. it's just been throwing things around quite often.. if you wanted I'm sure you could check the stock room and see the absolute mess in there."

CURRENTLY:

LOCATION: IN THE STUDIO

TIME: 7:42 PM

Ona: And this is where you confirmed in your head that it was a poltergeist?

Jae: Well, not necessarily, a lot of spirits interact with their environment and often or not manage to throw something around a few times. The distinguishing factor is how many items they throw or how often they mess with the environment around them. They almost always solely mess around with things and they can be dangerous, especially if the items they're throwing around are, but they are more like a nuisance.

Ona: Like a baby!

Jae: Sure, Ona.... like a baby..

CURRENTLY:

LOCATION: INSIDE THE VIDEO STORE ; BASEMENT (FIRST ROOM)

TIME: 5:39 PM

Shelly groans holding a camcorder and now equipped with some basic equipment, "How did you get me to agree to do this for you guys again?"

"You agreed to a deal of a 30 year supply of monster, five cents an hour, and early access to merch. Don't come for me here." Jae shrugs.

"Right but like I work here so shouldn't I get to be let FREE? Away from this place and outside in the parking lot? I don't know.. how about not record an episode for you guys?"

Ona rolls her eyes, "Bro, shut up. You're being paid what else do you WANT? You know what? Let me play you a tune on the world's smallest violin."

Ona starts rubbing her thumb and index together, humming a high pitched tune.

"Oh my god get out of my face, Ona." Shelly grumbles.

Before anyone could do anymore talking Jae abruptly stops walking, Ona nearly stumbling into her, "Dude what are you doi-"

"Sh."

Shelly and Ona still.

The basement is quiet and there are no sounds, it's scary and dark and you could probably hear the dust settling around you if it wasn't for the fact Shelly then sneezed extremely loudly.

"Bless you." Jae utters quickly, still scanning the rooms in the basement.

CURRENTLY:

LOCATION: IN THE STUDIO

TIME: 7:51 PM

Ona: Shelly sneezing pissed me off.

Jae: Does anything like.. not piss you off?

Ona: Stan Marsh.

Ona: Anyways, what do we know about the video store?

Jae: Well it says it was built in 1952 by Mr and Mrs. Boldswell and it was their pride and joy, it was eventually passed down to their son Harry Boldswell before being renovated by him and sold to a Calvin Checker.

Ona: Can't trust bitches who have the same initial for their first and last name..

Jae: .....

Ona: Would you QUIT with that blank stare at the camera I know you use it to make fun of me.

Jae: Anyhow, Calvin Checker accidentally had three employees killed in the mid 90s when a fire broke out in the room now known as the electricity room located in the basement. It sat vacant after the incident and then another renovation in the late 2000s came after another change of owner, this time to Harry's daughter Lyra owns it, and has been a staple in South Park ever since.

Ona: Any hauntings reported?

Jae: Yeah once, in 2014 a couple who were passing through reported to the manager on duty at the time that there was weird noises coming from the basement and that in the 'Comedy' section a few discs fell onto the ground.

Ona: So why are we going here again..? Like I don't wanna be anywhere near this place.

Jae: Because we got asked to? Ona, do your job oh my god.

CURRENTLY:

LOCATION: INSIDE THE VIDEO STORE (BOILER ROOM)

TIME: 5:46 PM

Ona was scared shitless, she was checking out the boiler room all by herself and was nervous for anything to pop out, per Jae's words, the spirit box was a way for communication with the poltergeist to happen. So here she was, asking questions with a camcorder propped behind her surveilling the room, to essentially... an empty room.

Gulping nervously, she asks "Is there anyone that wishes to talk?"

The spirit box ticks away before a random "no" is heard, and Ona frantically looks around the room.

"So..you don't want to talk?"

"Hi."

"Girl make up your mind the fuck? Okay.. if you want to talk.. uhhhm say my name?"

"Yasmine"

Ona scoffs, "Girl I said MY name not yours this is MY show."

"..na"

"I'm sorry what was that?"

"Ona."

"Nuh uh, I'm out this bitch." Ona turns the spirit box off, grabs the camcorder and runs out the room.

CURRENTLY:

LOCATION: INSIDE THE VIDEO STORE (STORAGE CLOSET)

TIME: 5:46 PM

Shelly was upset, not only did these two ditch them, but the two also made them do his OWN segment for their OWN show. This was not worth the deal that she made with Jae. Not at all.

Shelly sets the journal Jae gave them onto the ground with a pen beside it and sat there.

"I'm not talking to this thing, it can kiss my ass." Shelly thought, sitting on a chair, camcorder in hand.

Shelly looked around the storage room, it was rather big and hadn't been used recently, gathering from all the dust that lingered. The upstairs storage room was used a lot more often, as it was even bigger considering it used to be the manager's office before sales dwindled and now the manager's office was downsized to a different room.

Shelly thought about dozing off, but quickly shook that idea out of his head when she realized just where he currently was.

'Scratch'

Shelly abruptly sat up, trying to determine the noise they heard.

'Scratch, scratch, scratch, SCRATCH, SCRATCH, SCRATCH'

Shelly stood up and looked around the room before remembering about the empty journal and picks it up, shock evident all over their face when he reads what was on there.

'It hurts' and a bunch of scribbles all over marked the pages. Shelly didn't need to be told twice about anything and immediately ran out the room.

CURRENTLY:

LOCATION: INSIDE THE VIDEO STORE (ELECTRICITY CLOSET)

TIME: 5:46 PM

Jae hums as she sets up the cameras around the room. Once the final camera was set she took a look at the set up she had; a few various non life threatening items were scattered about, such as a small pillow, a plastic cup, a tissue box, and an empty Pringles can.

Jae stood in the corner of the room and started calling out, "Oh ghosttttt... are you in here..?"

They could hear running, presumably from Ona and or Shelly, and sighed.

Jae waited a few more minutes in the dark before sighing and moving to start taking down cameras. When they got to the last one, the empty pringles can rolled onto the ground from where it was set, causing her to jump.

They look over their should to glance at the pringle can and just shake their head before turning back to removing the camera. The tissue box then is flung to the side of the wall near Jae's head and they pause taking in account of what just happened.

"Oh." Jae murmurs, "Well that was a dick move."

Jae collects the camera and grabs the items, being careful to not be hit by any of them, but fails because once she turned to grab the pillow, it was picked up by the spirit and flung at their head. Once it hits them on the top of their head, they pause and leave the room rather awkwardly.

"This ghost is a dick." Jae states, heading up the stairs.

CURRENTLY:

LOCATION: IN THE STUDIO

TIME: 8:03 PM

Ona: I'm sorry you called the spirit a dick?

Jae: Well it was... bro did not need to throw the pillow at my head.

Ona: Oh girl you are just asking to be killed by this thing.

Jae: We stream anyways, we don't need to be going there ever again.

Ona: Can't poltergeists like... I don't know.. attach to someone?

Jae: If they can then you should so hit up Di'ona [BLEEP] in South Park, Colorado, she lives i-

Ona: CAN YOU QUIT THAT!!!! I don't need a ghost haunting ME, besides if a spirit is haunting me it's haunting you too idiot.

Jae: What if I want the ghost to haunt me? Wouldn't that be sick? A little spirit buddy.

Ona: NOT A PISSED OFF SPIRIT. Are you dumb?

Jae: Ehh.. Tomato tomato, anyhow the evidence was pretty damning that there was a poltergeist haunting the video store.

Ona: Yeah, sucks Shelly works there, because we have no clue how to get rid of it. That's why our show isn't meant on getting rid of them! Just finding out if you really are being haunted of if it's a fluke.

Jae: Yeah well in South Park I'm not gonna be surprised if all these events we get are going to be turning out to be real.

Ona: True that.

Ona: I'm glad our first episode though was something real you know? Sure I was scared shitless but... we can edit my screams out later right?

Jae: .....

Ona: We're going to edit my screams out. Right. Jaeyoung.

Jae: We're glad you enjoyed this epi-

Ona: HEY! Answer me!

Jae: -sode and we hope you continue supporting us! Thank you for everything and..

Ona: ... Girl you got me fucked up.

Jae and Ona: We can consider this spirit... archived!

YOU ARE WATCHING THE CUT SCENES:

"AHHHH GET ME OUT OF HERE GET ME OUTTTT" Ona screams, frantically running out of the basement and out the door.

"Haun.. haunted definitely haunted." Ona gasps out, "I need a minute."

Shelly soon runs out after Ona, screaming her head off too, "OH FUCK THIS PLACE HELLLLLLL NOOOOOOO."

Shelly stares at the doors anxiously waiting for Jae to come out and soon she does, calmly exiting the video store, "Well? These two are freaked? Anything? Anything at all?"

Jae shrugs, "The spirit is rude as hell."

EPISODE ONE IS OVER WOULD YOU LIKE TO CONTINUE?

YES [SELECTED] NO

SEE YOU IN EPISODE TWO!

[your-resident-boat-person]

Thoughts on the Nimitz Class aircraft carrier?

My friend asked me

"If you were going to time travel to the Middle Ages and could bring only ONE item with you, what do you bring."

so obviously im bringing a Nimitz with me as an "item" because to quote wikipedia https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nimitz-class_aircraft_carrier "As a result of the use of nuclear power, the ships are capable of operating for over 20 years without refueling and are predicted to have a service life of over 50 years." Anyways you're the boat expert on my mutuals so thoughts on my plan?

My area of expertise is Ocean Liners. However, there is enough overlap between them and other ships that I think I can share my thoughts. First of all, I am extremely excited about the prospect of nuclear powered ships. It's by no means a new idea (the NV Savannah, the first nuclear-powered merchant ship, was launched on July 21, 1959), but I wouldn't say nuclear powered ships are exactly common yet either. I love the idea of being able to go for extended periods of time without refueling. When ships burned coal, the refueling process could take up to a week, and you'd have to do it after every crossing. Nuclear power is a game changer here. I've always wondered if nuclear power can generate enough steam pressure to power the propellers through a turbine, rather than turboelectric engines that are powered by the nuclear energy, but I dont know enough about the subject.

In regards to your plan, it depends on a lot of stuff. For example, if you are in the Middle Ages for more than 20 years, you'd have no way to refuel. Also, I'm not exactly sure what uses an aircraft carrier would have in the middle ages. Also, now that I think about it, a lot of the technology on board such as the navigation equipment probably wouldn't be able to function properly without access to things like GPS, radio, wifi, etc. Docking it also may be an issue, but i don't know enough about the Middle Ages to say definitively. While it would certainly be fun to spark terror in the hearts of medieval peasants with a moving object several magnitudes larger than anything they have ever seen, it might not be the best thing to bring back with you.