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[carionto]

Hyperbrake Racing

Everything in Human ships has a manual override. They love automating all processes and reduce any workload to nothing, but also have this compulsive need to be able to take direct control if so desired.

They also have emergency off switches for everything. Yes, including life support. Don't ask, you'll just get a variant of:

"But What If!?"

Obviously, this applies to things you should never under any circumstances shut down preemptively, such as a Hyperspace Jump.

The earliest space-faring civilizations quickly discovered that if a Hyperdrive has a power interruption even for a nano-second your atoms will get dispersed across a few light months. This is why all Hyperdrives have an internal chargeable uninterruptible power supply unit.

Humanity, however, did not allow "Not having any reason whatsoever" to stop them from figuring out a way. Utilizing their ridiculous quantum computer speed and the ability of their fusion reactors to charge a Hyperdrive mid-jump, and with an injection of a disgusting few million lines of hack code that manipulate all related pieces of hardware in just the most nauseating sequences, they created the Hyperbrake.

Also, not a metaphor - braking literally causes Humans to feel nauseous, sometimes throw up, rarely even pass out. Not a single volunteer crew member aboard joint vessels from any of the other Coalition species has dared to "test" what happens to them.

As with nearly all things Humans come across or invent, they will find a use for it should one not occur normally.

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Near Neptune

Daniel, Samantha, and Nicholas Schreier were three siblings ages 17, 19, and 20, respectively. Today they had "borrowed" their dad's General FordStar mark 980-MZ HaulerHound, a civilian grade transport typically used by small business owners. Dad, however, was an enthusiast, and had modified the "Hound Dog", as he calls it, with a military grade reactor and computer core. He's always been that guy who knows a guy who knows a guy who knows a guy who can get the thing legally enough.

There is a nearby research station that the kids often visit due to their mom working there, but today she was not. Instead, what they are doing, is racing against each other to set the best record. Well, technically the opposite of racing - coming to a halt.

Using the Hyperbrake, they are competing to see who can stop the closest to the stations outer point-defense range without entering it or you automatically lose. After Samantha's turn, they were suddenly contacted by the station. It was Yakovskii, one of mom's colleagues and a frequent guest at dad's barbecues, so they were on sorta good terms. Not by the tone voice coming through the comms rights now though:

"What in the Hell are you thinking!? At first I thought you were just messing around and accidentally did that, but TWICE now!?! I checked the trajectory, if you had stopped a half-second later, you would've ended up mere meters from Neptune's upper atmosphere! Did you account for the possible sudden gravitational pull? Can you maneuver that lumbering ship fast enough to not get pulled down? Not to mention Hyperbraking severely impairs your cognitive abilities for a moment? A moment that you need to be clearheaded for or risk DEATH!?!"

The three siblings could only hang their heads in shame and mutter out some weak apologies. After a moment of silence and reflection, Yakovskii speaks in a warmer tone:

*sigh* "Look, I understand it's a fancy new toy and you want to see what you can do. I get it, I really do. Me and my brother used to play vertical hockey the first time we got our hands on a surplus gravity field generator. But we first figured out how to make sure we didn't break our bones in case it failed. Seriously, never forget to consider your own safety first before you try out new things in a peaceful environment. You're not being chased by pirates or trying to avoid the law or whatever.

Take your time, pick a starting position that's further away and keeps Neptune and any of its moons to the side of the station, then aim for an area of space that only has the outer range of the defenses and empty space ahead from your point of view. And please set the regular Hyperjump destination within Sol, don't just pick a random place. The Hyperbrake sometimes loops in on itself and never executes the brake and can only be reset once out of Hyperspace. You don't want to get stuck in a pointless jump for hours do you?"

After this admonishment, the siblings apologized more energetically and took his advice to heart. They spent the next hour competing until all three were down to single meter differences and kinda got bored, so they docked at the station and hung out with the off-duty staff, played some poker, but then dad barged in and dragged them all home. They were not invited to the barbecue gatherings for two weeks, but only because mom told him to. Personally he was excited about all the data his kids had unknowingly given him with all their jumping and braking, a real stress test for his beautiful Hound Dog.

[clean-bubbles-aka-bubbles]

Bamboozling a Bamboozler

Mark and Cesar stared through the glass doors, realizing that Bubbles had just sacrificed her chance to escape with them to potentially trap the Perpetrator inside. Mark pounded his fist against the transparent glass of the automatic door, frustration and worry etching his face.

"Bubbles, you don't have to do this alone!" he shouted, though the glass muffled his voice.

Cesar grabbed Mark's shoulder, gently pulling him back. "She made her choice, mi amigo. We have to trust her. She knows what she's doing."

Inside the hospital, Bubbles took a deep breath, steadying her nerves. She knew the layout well enough by now, having navigated the dark hallways under duress. Her plan was straightforward but risky: lead the Perpetrator into a glue trap on the place's roof. 

Since she was alone, she could use her magic freely as she wanted to… as long as it was not a powerful spell that would destroy the place since she would’ve lost control of her abilities without her headphones with its missing antenna. 

She quickly summoned a pail of transparent industrial glue and used a fire spell from her hand to heat it so it wouldn’t harden.

Once she had the glue ready, Bubbles began making her way to the roof, her footsteps echoing through the now eerily quiet hospital corridors. The silence was punctuated only by the distant, muffled thuds of the Perpetrator as it struggled to free itself from the impalement. Knowing time was of the essence, Bubbles moved swiftly but cautiously, aware that any noise might draw the creature to her prematurely. She used the blood from her wound and dragged it across the hospital floor. 

Knowing the Perpetrator was clever, she needed to stay on guard. But as she reached the roof stairwell, she paused, listening intently. The sounds from the Perpetrator had stopped. Either it had freed itself or was lying in wait. 

“Bubbles!” Cesar’s voice echoed in the halls.

“Clean Bubbles… what are you doing?” Mark’s faint voice echoed in the hall.

She flinched. Did Mark and Cesar find a way to break in, or was it a trick?

It has only been at least 10 minutes.

Bubbles paused at the base of the stairwell, straining her ears. The voice calling her name sounded authentic, with genuine concern and urgency that only her friends could muster. Yet, in the depths of the hospital, with a creature known for its deceitful abilities, trusting even the most familiar sounds was risky.

She took a deep breath, making a decision. "Stay out! It's a trap!" she called back firmly, hoping her friends would hear and understand her warning. Whether it was Mark and Cesar or a deception by the Perpetrator, she couldn't risk leading the danger back to them.

With her mind set, Bubbles continued up the stairwell, gripping the pail of heated glue tightly. Her footsteps were soft but deliberate as she ascended towards the roof. The cool night air greeted her as she pushed open the door to the rooftop, her eyes scanning for any signs of the creature.

The rooftop was bathed in the moon's light, creating long shadows among the ventilation units and satellite dishes. It was the perfect place for an ambush—open yet filled with enough obstructions to provide cover. Bubbles set the pail down carefully and started spreading the glue across a strategic roof section near the access door. She planned to lure the Perpetrator into the sticky trap, giving her enough time to either incapacitate it further or retreat.

Pouring the heated glue, she made it look like a transparent puddle in a large circular pattern. The muffled sounds of movement below hinted that the creature might have extricated itself and was now pursuing her. She worked faster, spreading a generous layer of glue. Satisfied with her handiwork, Bubbles stepped back, hiding behind one of the conditioning units.

Her heart pounded in her chest as she waited, the silence now starkly contrasting with the chaos of just minutes before. She could feel the Perpetrator's presence; it was close, its malevolent intent almost palpable in the cold air.

Then, as expected, the heavy door to the rooftop creaked open. Bubbles peered around the unit, watching as the dark form of the Perpetrator stepped out onto the roof, its movements cautious yet filled with a brutal purpose.

It paused, sniffing the air, its grotesque face twisting as it sensed her nearby. “Come out, come out, wherever you are.” Its voice was glitchy like a film buffering, and its heavy footsteps searched the roof. 

The Alternate crept forward, its distorted voice echoing in the cool night air. Bubbles held her breath behind the air conditioning unit, watching the creature through a narrow gap. She could see it scanning the rooftop, its hideous, uncanny cartoonish eyes searching intently for any sign of movement. She needed her trap to work because she couldn’t use her magic. Otherwise, it would reveal her identity as the Celestial Artisan.

As it moved closer to the center of the roof, towards the glue trap she had prepared, Bubbles tightened her grip on a makeshift weapon she'd crafted from debris found on the rooftop—a sharp, jagged piece of metal that had broken off from one of the satellite dishes. Her plan was simple: once the glue immobilized the Perpetrator, she would leave it there and return to her friends, leaving it stuck.

The creature stepped closer, its feet just inches from the edge of the glue trap. Bubbles waited, every muscle tensed for action. The Perpetrator paused, a sudden wariness overtaking its posture as if it sensed something amiss.

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*FWISH!*

*THUD!*

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With a swift, unexpected movement, the Perpetrator leaped back, avoiding the glue. It landed right behind Bubbles, its tall form towering over her. "Clever girl," it hissed, its voice dripping with malice. "But not clever enough."

Bubbles gasped, the cold edge of fear slicing through her as she realized her trap had failed. The Perpetrator stood menacingly close, its eyes gleaming with a sinister light. She had underestimated its ability to perceive danger, a miscalculation that could cost her dearly.

The girl swung her makeshift weapon without hesitating, aiming for the Perpetrator's head. The metal shard whistled through the air, but the creature was quick, its reflexes sharp. It caught her wrist mid-swing, its grip iron-tight, causing her to wince in pain.

“You think this is enough to stop me?” the Perpetrator sneered, twisting her arm painfully. “You’re alone, and you’ve just used up your last advantage.”

The teen gritted her teeth, pain shooting through her arm. She knew she had to keep it distracted if she had any chance of escaping. “I’m never alone,” she spat defiantly. "But I choose to fight this battle alone—""

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*FWIP!*

*SQUEEZE!*

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URRK!! She coughed as she felt its tail curling around her throat, cutting her off.

Panic rose within Bubbles as the tail tightened, its vice-like grip constricting her breath. Desperation flickered in her eyes as she struggled against the powerful constriction, her hands clawing at the alien appendage. Her mind raced, seeking any possible escape from the dangerous hold.

"You see," the Perpetrator taunted, its face looming close, a grotesque smile curling its lips, "your friends can't help you now. You chose to face me alone."

Gasping for air, Bubbles felt the darkness creeping at the edges of her vision. Yet, within her, a spark of defiance still burned. Summoning what strength remained, she managed a weak smile. "Then... you're not… paying attention," she rasped, her voice barely audible.

Confusion flickered across the Perpetrator's features, its grip loosening momentarily in curiosity. That slight hesitation was all Bubbles needed. 

With her free hand, she reached into her pocket, fingers grasping at the last of her crafted tools—a small, homemade flashbang she had prepared earlier from hospital supplies. She knew the risk of using such a device in close quarters, especially given her precarious position, but desperate times called for desperate measures.

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*Clink!*

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With a swift movement, she pulled the pin and shoved the flashbang directly beneath the creature's jaw, pushing against its grip to create just enough space. "Bright lights might not hurt you, but let's see how you handle a surprise," she gasped, the words raspy through constricted breaths.

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*BANG!!*

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The flashbang detonated with a loud bang and a brilliant flash of light. The sudden noise and light stunned the Perpetrator, its senses overwhelmed. Its grip loosened momentarily, giving Bubbles the split second she needed. She wrenched free, gasping for air as she scrambled away, distancing herself from the dazed creature.

The Perpetrator shook its head, trying to clear the disorientation. It snarled, eyes narrowing as it refocused on Bubbles, who was now several feet away, breathing heavily but ready for another round.

"Still think I'm alone?" Bubbles taunted, drawing the creature's attention. She knew she had to keep it engaged and angry, her mind racing to figure out another way to exploit its weaknesses.

The creature lunged faster than before, forming a motion blur. Bubbles rolled aside, barely avoiding a deadly swipe. She knew she couldn't keep dodging forever. She needed to end this now.

Spying the glue trap she had prepared earlier, Bubbles had an idea. She led the Perpetrator on a precarious dance around the rooftop, edging closer to the trap with each pass. Fueled by rage, the creature followed blindly, focusing on capturing her.

As they neared the trap, Bubbles feinted a stumble, baiting the Perpetrator into a pounce. At the last moment, she dove away, and the creature, too committed to its trajectory, landed squarely in the middle of the sticky glue.

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*SPLAT!*

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The glue did its job. The Perpetrator struggled, its movements sluggish as the adhesive began to set. Panting from exertion and relief, Bubbles watched as the creature tried to free itself, its efforts growing feeble.

"I may be on my right now," Bubbles said, stepping back to catch her breath, "but I'm never truly alone. And you," she pointed at the creature, "underestimated what one determined human can do."

The creature glared at her, its eyes filled with malice, but its body was trapped. Bubbles didn't wait to see if it could free itself. She used this opportunity to retreat, heading back to the hospital stairwell. She knew Mark and Cesar were waiting, and every second she delayed increased their risk. 

The girl had five minutes to return to them or collapse from blood loss. She could heal her wound if she wanted to, but that would stir suspicions because fighting and trapping an Alternate unscathed is logically impossible.

“You… mortal,” the Perpetrator spat, a tinge of respect in its voice. “You’re not like the other humans, are you?You’re a fighter, always putting yourself on the line and knowing what to do. You cleverly planned a trap for me and always have weapons of surprise up your sleeve. Typically, most mortals would scream and run away in fear. But you… girly, your presence seems to influence.”

She stopped in her tracks, stopping at the doorframe between the hospital and the rooftop. “Why…” she coughed. "Why does that matter to you?”

The Perpetrator’s form shimmered as it struggled against the glue, its voice modulating between anger and curiosity. "Because," it rasped, "you defy the usual patterns. You don't succumb to fear like the others. It's... intriguing."

Bubbles, her breath shallow from the exertion and pain, leaned against the doorframe for support. The night wind chilled her sweat-damp skin, but her mind was focused, sharp. "Maybe," she replied, her voice steady despite the weariness tugging at her limbs, "that's because I've seen things you can't imagine. And faced fears you wouldn't understand."

The creature paused, its movements ceasing as it considered her words. A low, grudging chuckle escaped its form. "Perhaps. Or perhaps you are more than you seem, human."

Glancing back at the trapped Perpetrator, Bubbles knew she couldn’t linger. Every second spent was a risk not just to her safety but to Mark and Cesar’s as well. 

Yet, she couldn't help but respond, her tone a mix of defiance and weariness. "I'm exactly what I need to be to survive. And to protect what matters."

“You’re just like the Celestial Artisan, aren’t you?" It replied as she quietly stiffened at the mention. “Always putting their life on the line 24/7 to save a single soul from everyone. They have always been able to outwit Alternates–getting a scratch, a two, or none–and eliminate them. Otherwise, the Celestial Artisan would have to improvise with its… attack. And you here, human, are possessing some similar… skills.”

"I'm not the Celestial Artisan." She shook her head. "What... makes you think I am her?"

The Perpetrator chuckled darkly, its form pulsating within the confines of the glue trap. "You have the same determination, the same cunning, the same... disregard for your well-being," it rasped. "And besides, who else but the Celestial Artisan could pose such a threat to us?"

Bubbles tensed, her mind racing as she considered the implications of the creature's words. The Celestial Artisan was a legendary figure, revered for their ability to thwart the Alternates' plans repeatedly. But they were also shrouded in mystery, their true identity unknown to all but her.

I'm not her,"" Bubbles repeated, her voice firm despite the uncertainty gnawing at her. "I'm just... someone trying to make a difference. Someone who refuses to let creatures like you terrorize innocent people."

The Perpetrator's eyes narrowed, its gaze piercing as it studied her. "Perhaps," it mused, "but you have the same spark and fire in your eyes. And that, my dear, is what makes you dangerous. You’re like her, and you act like her.”

The teen froze momentarily at the creature's insinuation. Her heart thudded loudly in her chest, her mind racing with the implications of its words. She knew any slip could confirm the creature's suspicions, potentially exposing her true identity and jeopardizing everything she had worked to protect. Her gaze hardened, and she steadied her breathing, maintaining a façade of calm.

"I'm not whoever you think I am," she replied curtly, her voice firm. "But I learn from the best."

"Indeed, you do. But remember, girly, no one can hide their true nature forever. It always comes to light." The Perpetrator chuckled, mixing mockery with a hint of admiration. “But tell me, do you sometimes feel you’re not human in some moments? After all, everyone seems to get intrusive thoughts at some point. Am I right?”

She seemed to pause once more, contemplating her thought. Sure, she was human. But she was a human with superpowers–making her the Celestial Artisan. But… can humans with superpowers be classified as humans at all? Or are they just people who were mutated with insane abilities?

Has she been working so hard that she’s beginning to lose her humanity?

As she pondered the complexities of her identity and the broader implications of being human with supernatural abilities, she realized the Perpetrator was not only challenging her physically but was also provoking a psychological duel. It sought to undermine her confidence, to make her question her essence and purpose.

"I'm human enough to care, and that's what counts," she finally replied, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her. She had always found solace in the gray areas of her identity—between being a savior and just another soul striving to make sense of her chaotic reality. "And my thoughts, intrusive or not, are my own. They don't define me, nor do they control me."

The Perpetrator snorted, its form still struggling against the sticky confines of the glue trap. "So righteous, yet so secretive. You're an interesting puzzle, human. A puzzle I'm sure we'll solve soon enough."

Bubbles felt a chill that wasn't from the night air. The creature's words were a reminder of the constant danger lurking, always ready to strike. But now was not the time for fear. She needed to act to ensure her friends' safety and her escape.

"Keep guessing," she shot back sharply. "You'll find that I'm full of surprises." She couldn't afford to engage further, not when every moment spent here was a moment in which the Perpetrator could gather more about her. However, it kept talking, and if she left, it would only confirm the Alternate’s suspicion.

The creature that seemed to pose as a more monstrous parody of Cesar let out an amused, gravelly laughter echoing off the roof. "So philosophical, yet so naïve. You think you control them, but in the heat of battle, in the depths of fear, who holds the reins?"

She clenched her fists, feeling the sting of the creature's words. They were meant to disorient and provoke doubt, but she knew her strength lay in her resolve and her ability to adapt and persevere.

"Enough games," she said sharply. "You're trapped here, and I must ensure you stay that way. My friends are waiting for me."

The Perpetrator's form shifted within the glue, its movements sluggish as it tried to free itself. "Your friends... yes, the bonds you think protect you can also bind you, make you vulnerable.Remember, Bubbles, every strength has its shadow."

Turning away from the creature, Bubbles began her retreat towards the stairwell. She knew it was right about one thing—her connections made her vulnerable. But they also gave her something to fight for, a reason to push forward despite the odds.

Reaching the ground floor, she navigated through the dimly lit corridors, using her intimate knowledge of the hospital's layout to avoid potential hazards. Her side throbbed with pain from the earlier encounter, a stark reminder of the night’s brutal realities.

She reached a ‘Staff Only’ door. She opened it and walked outside before walking around the exterior of the building. As she rounded the corner, she saw Mark and Cesar waiting anxiously. Their faces, lit by the flickering light of an overhead bulb, registered relief and concern as they took in her battered appearance.

Without a word, they moved towards her, their expressions asking all the questions their lips didn't.

"Are you okay?" Mark asked, stepping forward to support her as she leaned heavily against him. “You’re bleeding.”

"I'm fine," she assured them, managing a weak smile. "The Perpetrator is stuck on the roof, trapped in glue. It won't bother us for a while."

Cesar looked past her, his expression still tense. "We heard everything. That thing... It knew a lot about the Celestial Artisan. How can it be so informed?"

Bubbles paused, considering how much to reveal. She knew her friends deserved the truth, but how much should she share? The risks were high, and the implications of her full disclosure could alter everything.

But she simply shrugged, her gaze drifting away momentarily as she considered how much to reveal. "Alternates talk, just like people do. They observe and learn; this one has been around long enough to pick up a few things."

Mark nodded, though his brow furrowed with unresolved questions. "But how did you manage to set all that up? The trap, the escape... It's like you've done this before."

There was a moment of heavy silence as Bubbles carefully considered her following words. "Let's just say I've had a lot of practice with sticky situations," she quipped, hoping to lighten the mood. Her friends chuckled, though the underlying tension remained palpable.

"We should get out of here," Cesar suggested, glancing around the dim hallway. "Before it frees itself or others show up."

Bubbles agreed with a grunt. "I heard you and Mark own a cabin in the woods." She chuckled.

“Yeah, we do.” Cesar smiled with pride. 

“We can go there and rest for the night until we can figure out how to stop these Alternates.” The brown-haired male nodded.

“But I thought physical attacks don’t work?” The Hispanic male raised an eyebrow.

“The Celestial Artisan can harm them with her magic,” his friend remarked. “And Clean Bubbles happens to study her personally.” He looked at her with a confident grin. The female teen felt slight amusement that they didn’t know that she was the Celestial Artisan, but she knew she had to keep it a secret. 

“What!? How?” His friend looked bewildered as he looked at the girl.

She gulped, ready to tell another lie to mask her secret. “I’ve been observing the Celestial Artisan for quite some time… When she first appeared in the newspaper, I got intrigued.” A soft sigh left her lips, her heart quietly becoming heavy and light at the same time.

“I started to observe and record through the camera to see how she combated. Pretty sure enough, she dropped a piece of paper." She reached into her pocket.

"It turns out she's got these magical sigil cards that appear to have a different effect or spell when cast.” She held up one of her small square-shaped cards with a circle and symbol in the center.

As she explained her fabricated story, the boys listened intently, nodding along with her words. Her explanation seemed plausible enough to them, given the mysterious nature of the Celestial Artisan's abilities. They exchanged glances, silently acknowledging the gravity of the situation they found themselves in.

"Wow, that's... pretty incredible," Mark said, his tone filled with awe. "So, you've been studying her methods to figure out how to combat these Alternates?"

Bubbles nodded, tucking the sigil card back into her pocket. "Yeah, exactly. I've been trying to piece together whatever information I can find to help us fight back. And so far, it seems like these sigil cards might hold the key to defeating them."

Cesar's expression turned thoughtful. "But how do we use them? Do you need special training or something?"

Bubbles hesitated, knowing she couldn't reveal the truth about her own abilities. 

But the worst part is that she–the Celestial Artisan–could only use the spells if they were in her presence. However, she wasn’t confident that the spell activation would work for people with no magical abilities. Sure, she could create cards that could work for humans, but if it didn’t work for the boys or any other people, then they’re entirely screwed.

She was threading a dangerous line, providing hope while knowing she might not be able to deliver on its full promise. “Um… how about I get patched up before I die from blood loss, and we can talk about this in the cabin?” She suggested, fear fluttering in her stomach. 

Mark and Cesar nodded in agreement, realizing the urgency of getting Bubbles medical attention. They knew they had a lot to discuss, but her health was the priority for now.

"Right, let's get you patched up," Mark said, offering Bubbles his arm for support.

Together, the trio made their way out of the hospital, cautiously scanning their surroundings for any sign of danger. The night air was cool against their skin, a welcome relief from the oppressive atmosphere of the hospital.

As they reached the parking lot, Bubbles winced as she felt another wave of pain shoot through her side. She leaned heavily on Mark, grateful for his support. Cesar hurried ahead to retrieve their car, a sense of urgency driving him forward.

Once inside the vehicle, they wasted no time in stopping the bleeding on her side. They were going to clean the wound once they got to the cabin. The journey was silent, each lost in their own thoughts and concerns. Bubbles sat in the backseat, her mind swirling with a mixture of pain, exhaustion, and uncertainty. She was drowning under the pressure and burdens she had been carrying. 

But after all, this was the consequence of having extreme power.

[slotumn]

Some additional thoughts on a post I made before, on how to make Deer and Leicester eviler™:

On top of profitting off of selling weapons and supplies during the war, Leicester can absolutely use that position to sabotage the other two factions even more. Like, in addition to "make them fight each other to death (and make money off of it)" As in, they can purposefully sell shittier quality weapons and supplies to the other two, while keeping all the better ones for themselves. Adrestia and Faerghus may be able to act finnicky at first because they can produce their own... but what happens as the war goes on for longer and they both keep bleeding money and people and production capabilities? Leicester can literally go "yeah we're gonna sell you shitty weapons and expired food and you're gonna buy it because there are no other options."

Even scummier if at first Leicester does do quality control if only to make sure their products are competitive with the domestically produced Adrestian and Faerghan products, then over the years the quality lowers while the prices get higher. The popular resentment for Leicester in other regions would be through the roof even (especially) if they win lmao

And speaking of resentment, following from the above it would be great if Byleth has to rein in and beat the Leicester nobles' ass to maintain the unity as much as they have to crush anyone trying to revolt under Adrestian/Faerghan banner. There's absolutely no way the greedy Leicester nobles who profiteered off war wouldn't try to divide up and exploit the rest of the continent as their colony once they win, and Byleth would have to fight for their life to stop that from happening, even if (or especially because) Leicester was their ally in the war.

I just generally like the idea of postwar rebuilding in Fódlan being even more difficult and a headache than just winning battles in the war, no matter who wins; everything's not magically better, people are bitter and hateful and that doesn't automatically go away, as a matter of fact the repercussions will probably hang around for the next few generations, and nobody is fully satisfied with anything, but they still have to do it because the other option is eternal kill-or-be-killed animal kingdom shit. Byleth, who grew up a mercenary in those exact conditions even before the war, would definitely be committed to rebuilding.

...Also all this really makes Claude sound like even more of an asshole for just taking off to Almyra right after the war ends huh (he's my fave)

But honestly, Almyra, a neighboring nation that's presumably stronger than the newly united Fódlan militarily and economically, not deciding to invade and take over right after is already a ridiculously nice scenario compared to what tends to happen in real life lol. And if Almyra gives Fódlan economic support and good trade terms to help with the rebuilding, without severe internal meddling in exchange even, Fódlan will have to be Almyra's staunch ally for the next few centuries at least! Plus aside from the direct threat by Almyra being gone, having a bigger stronger country as your ally is a good deterrence for places like Sreng or Brigid invading in a "hit 'em while they're down (so they can't attack us again)" way.

(However I'd fully support a non-recruited Petra attacking Fódlan post-VW to warn them they shouldn't try anything funny to Brigid again lmao. Also I think Petra should try to annex Albinea post-war just to have more shores to launch attacks/counterattacks from + be able to exert more economic pressure on Fódlan as needed since Dominic trades with Albinea. Morality of it aside, it could be a decent political strategy)

That aside, I don't actually see Fódlan-Almyra normalization going something like

Almyra: Sorry about invading and shit

Fódlan: I forgive you it's cool let's start over

or even

Fódlan: Sorry we were extremely uncommunicative and called you guys savages without trying to get to know you, we were prejudiced.

Almyra: Honestly we called you guys savages too and kept invading, we're sorry too. There now it's even, we can start over as friends now!

It probably goes more like

Fódlan: thank you sooooo much for the money and help big bwother almywa :333 we will never try to act like hot shit in front of you or call you bad names again :33333

Almyra: Haha no prob. You're gonna send us lots of troops and money if we ever get in a war too, right?

Fódlan: yes yes anything you say big bwo almywa :3333

Like regardless of how personally friendly and on equal terms the monarchs are, or whether Fódlan manages to get strong enough in the future that it doesn't need to do that towards Almyra anymore, this is probably the angle they'd have to go for when it comes to the politics of it lmao.

First one would probably be seen as humiliating to Almyra (why the fuck are they apologizing when they haven't lost/what makes Fódlan think they're in the high position to be "granting forgiveness"), second one would probably make Almyrans and Fódlanis mad (again, "why are we apologizing, we haven't done anything wrong!"), third one is... like yeah it's probably embarrassing for the Fódlanis but that's diplomacy and international politics when you're a weak country just getting up from the shambles of war.

Tl;dr once again Golden Deer and Leicester deserve to be eviller, postwar rebuilding should bust Byleth's balls (metaphorical or literal), and Petra should get to threaten and intimidate Fódlan juuuust a little.

[waluigis-biggest-fan]

So I wanted to explain some stuff for a friend who's not into Battletech so that he knows what I'm talking about.

Timeline

Pre-Star League

humanity expands out to form the Inner Sphere (basically the closest planets to Earth which is called Terra because sci-fi story) and the periphery (planets further than the Inner Sphere). Then humanity had a big war, like we do, and formed the Star League.

Star League (2570-2780)

Humanity forms space United Nations but this United Nations has an emperor and 5 great houses, namely House Steiner, House Merik, House Davion, House Kurita, and House Liao (we'll get to them in a second). It was all Star Trek and happiness (except for the fucks at House Kurita who kept trying to samurai duel people with mechs to the point there was an elite organization called the Gunslinger Program specifically trained for dealing with their bullshit). Then this fucker Ameris came along and tried to take it all over. This not fucker called Karensky kicked his ass then took all the Star League Defense Forces (space UN peacekeepers) and fucked off beyond the periphery where nobody heard about them for hundreds of years.

Succession Wars (2781-3049)

Ok so now we get to the most commonly used era in Battletech, the Succession Wars. Basically, every House wanted to create a new Star League with themselves as the leader. This is followed by two centuries of warfare encouraged by the fucks at Comstar (we'll get to them too don't you worry your pretty little head).

Clan Invasion (3050-3061)

OH HEY SO YOU REMEMBER KARENSKY AND HIS FUCKERS!?! So they came back but now they're a warrior cult based around fighting in Battlemechs. Whereas the rest of the galaxy was involved in war that destroyed all their tech production bases, the Clans were having a technological renaissance so their shit is better than the Inner Sphere shit. They fight a lot and kill a lot until eventually Comstar challenges them to a Batchal (their version of a duel but on a planetary scale with multiple armies involved). The clans all sent basically 2/3rds of their entire armies to fight Comstar...

and Comstar kicked their fucking asses.

The general who Comstar chose to do so was named Focht and that's exactly what he told the Clans to get. They retreated and could no longer threaten the newly reforged Star League.

Civil War (3062-3067)

So now the newly reforged Star League immediately started infighting and destroying itself. Go figure.

Jihad (3068-3080)

The Word of Blake, a religious cult offshoot of Comstar, starts jihading everybody after Star League 2: Electric Boogaloo falls apart.

Dark Age (3081-3150)

Nobody liked this era and it doesn't matter. Basically, the internet shut down and everyone lost their minds.

IlClan (3151-Present)

(Credit to KingsofWinter on Deviantart for the map)

The Clans form a massive big clan called the IlClan (pronounced ill-clan) who conquer Terra and form a new Star League but with tech-fetishism and batchals.

Everyone is still fighting.

The Big Factions

There are a couple big factions with a lot of lore to them so I'll get the main ones out of the way just so you know them.

House Steiner (Lyran Commonwealth)

Germans with attitude and no sense of stealth. Basically just take the biggest mechs possible and throw them at the enemy.

House Merik (Free Worlds League)

'Murica fuck yeah.

House Kurita (Draconis Combine)

You know japan? Its that but in space.

House Davion (Federated Suns)

Also 'Murica fuck yeah but with a more knightly aesthetic.

House Liao (Capellan Confederation)

China plus Soviet Russia.

Comstar

A cult that runs all the faster than light telephones. They basically stop technology from progressing and keep everyone at war with stealth operations. They also control Terra and nowhere else. Their plan is basically to blast humanity back to the stone age then everyone will have to follow their cult's teachings. Fun stuff.

Terms and Definitions

Battlemech: Just a mech designed to fight.

Autocannon (AC): An automatic canon. The higher the number after it, the bigger the rounds it fires.

Particle Projector Cannon (PPC): It takes a particle and accelerates it massively. Its the worst weapon you can get hit by in Battletech short of a Gauss Rifle or a Heavy PPC.

Extra Range (ER): Some weapons have extra range variants. It does what it says on the tin.

[motsimages]

The episode in Star Trek TNG where they find some aliens that nobody has been able to communicate with is an excellent example of how IA, automatic translation, etc. are a poor solution when it comes to interpreting, interpersonal and multicultural communication.

The universal translator does, generally speaking, an excellent job at deducing how a language that nobody has ever heard or seen before works (for the sake of the episode, not because it is as easy to do that, but technobabble and it works). Obviously, it doesn't do wonders and this episode, Dormak, shows why.

It managed to deduce vocabulary. It didn't deduced culture. It didn't even deduced grammar or syntax. The way those people speak, according to the UT, barely has verbs. They don't have real sentences. Is it how they usually work OR is is them trying to simplify their speech to, what they consider, the most basic units so that they are understood?

I interpret at an NGO and the workers of the NGO tend to speak in short sentences and not conjugate verbs when speaking to the refugees they're helping. Just so you know if you see yourself ever speaking with a learner of your language at a very basic level: NEVER do this. Make simple sentences, yes, but not artificial sentences. Use conjugated verbs.

Back to the episode, the UT does more harm than good in that what it says in English is meaningless to the English speakers. Excellent job in deducing some vocabulary of a language it never encountered before, excellent job in deducing some words were untranslatable names, very poor job in translating.

In that episode, humans managed to find referents from a certain planet, apparently unrelated to these aliens, which is probably from where the UT could established that those were names. So that planet's mythology could be a basis for xenolinguists to start understanding and translating these aliens. There is more vocabulary and grammar to get from there.

Or it could be that they were saying something else and the UT couldn't translate that (again, for the sake of the episode and how it works, it cannot be this option).

But more importantly: the Tamarians ARE making a real effort at communication. They use gestures, they repeat once and again what they are saying. They make more of an effort, at all times, to communicate and share with other aliens they find to the point that they force Picard into a situation just to show what they were saying.

The humans, on their side, try absolutely nothing. Where the Tamarians say 5 words and gesture, Picard replies with long sentences, technical words, and no physical gestures at all. Picard is constantly rigid and in any case, all of the humans decide that these aliens are a danger by default. That's how humans go into a first contact: assuming the worst first. I am surprised they have achieved anything at all and I perfectly understand Vulcans in Enterprise always supervising them.

In any case, neither Starfleet nor the Tamarians seem to have a protocol of first contact that actually works. None of them have stopped for a moment to think of how could they communicate with people they just met that have a completely different culture, despite encountering other races frequently. They trust their UT blindly, and they shouldn't.

The universal translator doesn't work and they don't either. Guys, this is why you can't relay on technology for communication. It is a tool, but there are many others. Never trust technology blindly.

[autisticsupervillain]

It's Fictional Throwdown Friday!

This Week's Fighters...

Saron vs Tom Hansen!

Conditions:

No Restrictions

Scenario:

Saron has finally returned with his vampire army ready to take over the world. The government sends Tom Hansen to stop him.

Analysis: Hansen

The ocean depths are a mysterious and dangerous place. At the lowest survivable levels of Earth's surface, strange creatures straight out of Lovecraft's nightmares evolved to survive the dark, cold, crushing depths of the ocean floor. And humanity was about to unearth some of its most dangerous creatures.

In the coldest parts of the Atlantic Ocean, Russian oil diggers discovered a new form of life within the ice they were mining. Exocels. Parasitic creatures that were completely uncategorized by existing scientific theories. Capable of overtaking the higher brain functions of their host and mutating them in response to dangerous external stimuli. Naturally, the crew of the Star of Sakhalin begain trying to weaponize these new creatures to sell for a profit. Predictably, it didn't work out. The ship was quickly overrun by mutant zombies and a distress call was sent out.

The call was answered by Tom Hansen, an officer of the United States Coast Guard who really wants to be Leon Kennedy. He and his crew were sent to rescue everyone on board, only to find everyone already dead or zombified. Narrowly surviving the massacre of his crew, Tom was left alone on the ship as the only thing stopping the Exocels from falling into the shadowy hands of the CIA.

Luckily, Hansen comes equipped with every weapon a survival horror protagonist could ever need. He comes decked out with the usual affair of pistols, shotguns, and automatic weapons, each laser scoped to ensure perfect accuracy. Even his standard M1911A1 can completely pop a human’s skull like it was made from confetti, to say nothing of his MP5, AK47, and Benelli M4. But all of that pales in comparison to his sawed off M79 Grenade Launcher to blow apart any Exomutant that gets hit by it, even shredding through Exo zombies that evolved specifically to withstand bullets and fire arms.

Tom would quickly adapt against the rapidly evolving Exocels, using a modified harpoon gun whose harpoons emitted a protein gas, allowing his shots to distract Exocels with delicious smelling harpoons. Perfect for luring them into a trap or grouping them together for a grenade. Hansen has fought through squadrons of Russian mercenaries, defeated invisible Exocel zombies, dodged a steel door that was blasted at him by an explosion, and survived getting infected by an Exocel that tried to eat him alive from the inside out twice.

With nothing but raw wit, determination, and witty one liners, Tom rigged the entire ship to blow with C4 and faced down the man behind the entire disaster. Kamsky, the mad scientist turned sentient Exomutant out to replace humanity with his zombified master race. Kamsky is strong enough to completely demolish a metal bridge just by jumping right through it, generating an energy equivalent to 397,700 kilojoules.

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Ultimately, Hansen defeated Kamsky, blowing the Star of Sakhalin to pieces and exterminating the Exocel threat once and for all.

Analysis: Saron

Eternal Evil is a 2022 Resident Evil clone with vampires instead of zombies.

6000 years ago, the vampire king Saron ruled the earth and used humans as cattle to feed vampires. Alukar, a vampire who liked humans, decided this was fucked and helped start a human revolution. Saron got so mad about this that he turned into a tree(?) and turned the Earth's oceans into a blood(??). This escalated the conflict so badly that now all vampires are dead.

Decades later, in the year 2001, a group of vampire cultists resurrected Saron's minion Safar, who begain scheming his master's resurrection. To this end, he murders the wife and daughter of Cross, the local hotel manager, manipulating him with the resurrection of his daughter if he turns his hotel into a feeding ground to turn guests into vampiric minions. With Saron resurrected with blood and a vampiric plague spreading across the city, local cops Marcus and Hank team up to put a stop to the nightmare.

As the strongest of all vampires, Saron has all the powers you'd expect of a vampire king. He can fly with gigantic bat wings, tear you apart with superhuman strength, survive and regenerate from normallu fatal injuries, such as numerous headahots, and turn you into a vampire by drinking your blood. More over, vampire blood is infectious. Not only will any human who drinks it get turned into a mindless ghoul, but animals exposed with mutate into giant beasts with near human levels of intelligence. And, of course, vampires can be resurrected just by exposing them to human blood.

Saron is tough enough to defeat a revived Alukar in single combat and is stronger than his minion Safar, who is fast enough to dodge bullets and tough strong enough to punch through solid stone walls, which would require roughly 148,018 kilojoules.

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Of course, he also has the standard vampire weaknesses. He requires blood to survive, silver weapons will completely vaporize him, and.... he has a conspicuous red glowing weakspot on his chest? Specific.

Eventually, Marcus would defeat the evil overlord, avenging Hank and becoming a vampire himself to defend humanity alongside Alukar. But, there was some complexity to this evil overlord. Saron genuinely believed that vampires and human healthily co-existed, with vampires keeping humans in line, preventing us from destroying ourselves in his own eugenicist philosophy.

Eventually, as humanity fell into a capitalist dystopia, Marcus would agree with his fallen foe, turning his back on humanity to rule them himself. Even long dead, Saron's dream of vampire supremacy lives on.

Also, Hank's backstory involves him failing to kill Osama Bin Laden and thereby allowing 9/11 to happen. This is mentioned once in an audio log and never comes up again. It's just there and sticks out like a sore thumb in an otherwise unremarkable vampire B movie plot.

Throwdown Breakdown:

A simple fight between two simple characters.

While Saron definitely has the skill advantage on paper, there are a few things holding him back here. Saron was a vampire king for a long time, he fought a hundred year war against other vampires for control of his kingdom.... but most of his fights are against either other vampires or pre historic humans. Against modern humand with modern weaponry, he struggles to adapt and cope.

Conversely, while a vampire king may sound like something Hansen's never fought before, all of Saron's powers are something he's seen before from the Exocel zombies. Regeneration, infection, flight, and mutation are all common abilities among the Exocel infested. This means that Saron would struggle against Hansen just as much as did against Marcus for roughly the same reasons, while Hansen is if anything better prepared for this fight than the Eternal Evil protagonists were. Guy who fights zombies and monsters is better equipped than guy who *checks notes* failed to kill Osama Bin Laden.

This just gets more definitive when you consider Tom's stat advantage, with roughly comparable speeds and a 2.6x strength advantage. Sure, Tom's lack of silver bullets means Saron could eventually be revived, sure, but he'd still solidly win the fight.

As for the whole "turning into a tree" thing, it's suggested that Saron can't do that anymore after being dead for thousands of years, so any god tier amp from the Tree of Vampires is outside the scope of this fight.

This Throwdown's Winner is...

Tom Hansen!

[broken-clover]

Ayo hope you're doin good as of reading this, I do have a quick question regarding the Cloverswap AU (if you're still doing that btw)

Does Terumi feel guilty about the first world (I.E the Age Of The Origin, and the start of the Prime Field Device War)? Also, does Terumi consider Izanami a sibling, seeing as she IS apart of The Master Unit, does he like bothering her or surprising her with affection (if he does)?

(I suppose I need something soft to take my mind off of things...)

Trying to wrap my brain around everything to do with the Prime Fields feels like a losing battle (I have genuinely tried to understand Blazblue's story but I really cannot parse all of the random stuff they keep tossing in so I've kinda just given up)

For the most part I just keep the general strands of Terumi's background since weirdly his motivations are mostly straightforward (and, admittedly, perfectly reasonable at first? I'd get bored if my entire job was tied to destroying the things my sister made.) Like with a lot of the stuff about Kazuma I think a lot of Terumi's fuckups were done either accidentally or out of ignorance since he'd spent eons floating around in nothing.

Like, oh! There's something new here! I wanna play with it! Maybe I can show it to my siblings- wait no no no fuck stop poking my sister you're making her angry!! Uhh well now there's someone inside my sister, are you my sister now? I guess that's nice, I wanna see where she came from- wait where did the world go. Did I mess up. Shit.

Though the Boundary is stuffed full of information, since he was basically just floating in the void smashing things as necessary Terumi didn't really understand a lot of mortal concepts. At best, the idea of them was very abstract. He's the baby sibling of the trio, his job isn't to understand, it's to destroy the things he's supposed to destroy. The idea of him causing a war because he wanted to play with the Weird New Thing swimming in his home never crossed his mind as a possibility since, well, why would it? He's just playing, why would that he a bad thing?

When the idea sinks in that technically, the destruction of the old world was his fault, he's veeeeery upset by it. Susanoo curls up in a dark spot somewhere for a few millennia, even hesitant to destroy Amaterasu's creations like he's supposed to because he's worried about breaking everything again on accident. But with enough time, he's simply too curious to not take a peek at the new reality his sister is in charge of now. He wants to know about the new world, but he now also knows that flaunting himself and his siblings to mortals is a bad idea.

I imagine in addition to being easier to travel around in, having a human body gave him some additional reassurance that most people wouldn't find him very interesting. When he first met Relius, he was very apprehensive at the idea of giving arcane knowledge to mortals, even if his curiosity won out in the end. He did spend several minutes making Relius pretty please cross his heart to not use the boundary knowledge for evil. Had he not encountered sweaterdad Relius the world probably would have been fucked because Terumi also barely understood what lying was at that point, Relius is like the one guy that would have said 'yes' and meant it.

Imagining Terumi and Izanami is weirdly funny because I figure he'd be very confused about their relationship, at least until someone mentions the mere idea of her maybe being considered his little sister, and then it's all over because Terumi's just hung up on the thought that he's not the youngest anymore (given his experience with Amaterasu and Tsukiyomi he automatically assumes older = in charge and makes the rules).

I am still not 100% on how Cloverswap Izanami works but in any case I could see Terumi being overenthusiastically overbearing and that ending up with him getting stabbed by her for it. he's more emotionally wounded than anything.

[dykeishheart]

Actually tbh I think I can explain why the "tumblr user base is aging" comments being consistently left so frequently on posts about mundane household chores usually made by 20somethings, and why that cognitive dissonance is happening now. Think about what one really big thing might be driving a huge wedge into the two current major generational demographics of tumblr users' worldviews on housework's relationship with aging. It's down to a combination of factors really.

Firstly, our cultural milestones around the proper age to be living independently, taking care of one's own need for food and clean stuff, and buying things have undergone massive cultural changes that our collective ideoformic culture hasn't fully wrapped its head around. People used to move out at different ages than they do now, which is primarily down to rent being exirbitantly higher now and homeownership becoming a unicorn. Self-sufficiency is largely a skill reserved for second class citizens because white America has historically offered the privilege of building servants into their models of familial units; wealthy families have servants, middle class families have mothers, poor families have children. If you're someone whose white family used to be well off enough to not rely on the work of their kids to do household chores because one parent stayed home to do that, but you now exist in a time when both parents need to work to stay even, you might be shocked to learn a teenager has a favorite burner on the stove. If you're black, this is not shocking at all because there's never been a time when that wouldn't be the case for you, because second class citizens don't typically get to benefit from good economies.

The second big contributer here is technology. Kitchens and laundry rooms have only gotten fancier and more technically capable in the last 30 years. Smart technology in appliances, sensors in microwaves and dryers, autopilot vacuum cleaners, remote starting and stopping of tech, this all represents a huge dropoff in how much skill and input various household tasks require. If you're rich. This shit is expensive and a huge majority of people will never get to use this stuff while it's new, while the people already in a position to have it have an easier and far less personal relationship with their household tasks in a way that would absolutely impact how they respond to hearing about someone having a favorite set of measuring cups. Fact is, a person who air fries all their meals, has a pre-measured laundry pod that works for all clothes regardless of color or material, can rely on their microwave to perfectly defrost everything with no experimenting, has a robot clean their floor, and has a fridge which makes a digital shopping list with a button to automatically place Walmart and Amazon orders when things get low, is living a VERY different life than a person their own age who has to do literally all of that manually with direct input that relies on knowledge of how all their appliances work and how to balance all those tasks.

When you have a website that has no monetary requirement for use beyond the pre-imposed limit of living privileged enough of a life for internet access in an english speaking country (okay that's not a requirement but we all know how white this website is, and how American it is besides), you can just end up having a lot of really popular posts about doing chores made and shared by people poor enough to have to have done chores as children, and a hell of a lot of comments from people rich enough to not have had to do chores as a child and still rich enough to have their chores done by their Amazon Smart Home, but who remember their parents talking about chores all the time and assume the post was made by a middle-aged person. It's a quirk of generational shifts in culture, lack of any significant communication between demographics within the same generation, and good ol' classism and racism.

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[umbra-vulpes]

Alegraves' Daily Life Headcanons Vol.2

*And we are back for more Alegraves fluff hcs! Most of my hcs ideas are for some minor life stuff yet I love how all these small details in life show how they are together. Hope you guys enjoy it! And please forgive my poor English. The previous post is down below:

Alrighty, Let's Go!

When they first started dating. They really got confused about one thing in each other culture and that is the use of temperature units. Graves is used to using Fahrenheit (°F) as an American and Alejandro are using Celsius (°C) just like most non-American people do. They got really confused about temperature and does have a serious talk about it. But as they have been together longer, their brains just adapt and coverts it in their head automatically.

The other things that their brains are automatically adapted to are time zone coverts between certain places so they can call and talk to each other regularly. For example, they both remember the time zone difference between Japan and Mexico as Graves always needs to visit the shadow bases in Ashika Island, Japan.

Both of them CAN NOT and WILL NOT handle cold weather. As both grew up in places that were not involved with much snow and extreme cold, Even though they have been through all kinds of terrains and extreme situations during missions or training, they just don’t like cold weather in general. It doesn’t bother them much daily but sometimes does irritate them a little if the weather gives them a chill. This is why they always prefer the 141 to come to visit them in Mexico instead of them going to visit them in England. They also prefer to go to tropical countries if they’re on vacation.

They don’t get sick easily but when they do Graves is that exaggerators baby type who always said I’m dying or whines and groans about how sick he is and acts like a kid in order to get whatever he wants, especially Alejandro’s Attention, HE WANTS Alejandro to baby him even more when he sick. Meanwhile, Alejandro is that workaholic type that will get out of bed and work on something as soon as he gains a bit of energy back and go back to sleep like a rock when he is tired, which makes him seem not that sickish but that doesn’t stop Graves mothering him if he hears Alejandro coughing or sneezing, which Alejandro secretly enjoys it.

Both of them are morning people due to their jobs and ranch life. they both have similar body clocks and can wake up without an alarm type. During the weekend or holidays, they usually wake up at the same time as dailies but will stay in bed longer to snuggle or talk or do something wicked or just simply see if they can fall asleep again.

Even though both are very busy, Alejandro’s job is considered more ‘regular’ as he always gets to come home after long days of work, since their ranch is close to the Vaqueros’ base. While Graves’ job requires him to travel often when he doesn’t have a mission or chasing down his enemies, he will stay at home and work on leads or ranching, he always jokes himself as a part-time stay home husband, and Alejandro jokes that he is an American 50s TV shows housewife. They definitely role-play the hell out of this kink.

As for morning routine, Alejandro usually will take a shower first to woke on his intense skincare routine while Graves goes to make their coffee and something simple to eat as breakfast (like an American 50s housewife, Alejandro jokes), after they finish breakfast then it’s Graves’ turn to shower, and Alejandro will wash the dishes.

Graves occasionally will go to work with Alejandro, training with the Vaqueros, making tactics for their co-op and training, or just hang around, Alejandro loves having him around, especially seeing Graves napping on his office’s couch sometimes when he is back for a meeting or let Graves drive him back home after a long day of work, that melts his heart.

They always make up some weird bets, like how long it takes for Soap and Ghost to engage or Will Price to save his cigar or hat first if they both gonna fall, that kind of stupid bets. Rudy occasionally joins the pools, while Gaz always joins in when he is around, they probably have a group chat betting. Little do they know, Rudy and the rest of the Vaqueros also do the same things to them secretly, Rudy wins a big chunk of money betting who and when one of them gonna propose to the other first.

Alejandro can fall asleep very quickly and easily, and he sleeps like a rock but if he got woken up suddenly or feels someone is approaching, he would go into fighter mode automatically, Most of the Vaqueros learn/witness it the hard way. Even Graves got attacked by him a few times when they first started sharing the same bed. But over time, Alejandro finally got used to it at home or other places where he felt safe.

Graves is a light sleeper and has sometimes suffered from insomnia. he can fall asleep but often wake up in the middle of the night, that’s why he always prefers to work out at night and make his body painfully tired so that he can force himself to sleep better. But after sleeping with Alejandro, his sleep quality has become better since they found comfort with each other and if comfort doesn’t enough, rounds of good sex will always work.

Both men are awfully competitive, anything related to a bet or a race or anything comparable, they will try to beat the other men as hard as they can. That ‘I love you but I’m gonna beat the shit out of you’ trash talk is part of their love language, which scared some of their friends.

Graves actually can understand general Spanish and Latin, and he can read and speak semi-fluently. But that National Thick American accent with a Texan accent as a cherry on top never fades away when he tries to speak both languages. Alejandro hates that accent very much but he gives up fixing it as he only sees little hope to succeed over time and he accepts the fact that his husband speaks like an idiot when he is speaking Spanish or Latin.

On the contrary, Graves fucking Loves Alejandro’s accent when he speaks English. It’s hot, but not as hot as Alejandro speaking his own language. That’s one of Graves's biggest turns on and Alejandro knows it and abuses it.

Let me know if you guys want more!

[dennydraws]

I'm unsure to get Unicorn Overlord since I like Fire Emblem but generally dislike other strategy RPG games (I didn't enjoy Triangle Strategy). Would you recommend it?

Oh boy... I'd want to say absolutely but I will try to describe pros and cons as best as I can without any spoilers first :D

First off, you have to know what makes you like FE as a game?

Second well, I too didn't really like Triangle Strategy even though I did my share of fan arts... okay I only drew Dragan a lot lol....

Gameplay

Overlord Unicorn uses gambit system (it was my first time hearing that!) so you don't move individual characters, you assign the characters into a unit and the whole fight is automatic (though it still has some rng involved.)

You assign skills and can tweak conditions to them, which can be a lot of fun if you are into min maxing or want to experiment and optimize. I did some tweaking and played on medium difficulty (?) and had no issues, if anything it started to feel too easy after a while.

It is real time movement and not like with how FE has turns. It can seem scary or maybe overwheling if you're not used to such systems. I adapted very, very fast. I didn't feel any weird difficult curves and everything flowed very nicely.

The menu may seem very overwhelming at first because it is very busy ...but after an hour or two of gameplay, the menu and the whole UI felt like some well designed work of art and became very intuitive.

Open world

Unlike FE, here you can roam and explore and do side quests and find treasures, restore areas you liberated... it has a lot of small activities which I loved to do between battles. So the game felt a lot more relaxing and fun to me because it wasn't just cutscene > battle > cutscene battle. You can tackle regions out of order and pretty much can go into the final battle right away if you really want to!

Story!

Hokaaay so... A lot of people do say TS had better story and I think yes, but UO felt way more satisfying to me. At the end of a game, I want to feel satisfied not conflicted or bittersweet or feel like "ah if only this or that happened". But if you are more into realistic outcomes and an idealistic finale doesn't vibe with you then you may cringe at some parts.... or you can of course just execute everyone you see if you rather do that!

You do get very basic beat bad guy, liberate area, reclaim your home kingdom so it's not anything over dramatic or gut punching. If you like a character, chances are you will recruit them. Nearly every enemy you bump at you end up recruiting (as long as you don't execute or jail) so at least no surprise your favorite died I guess? :D;;;;

I don't want to spoil but you do get some nifty lore and explanation on why bad guys do the bad things and while simple, I really enjoyed it.

The romance in the air! (or not)

Okay I will be a little blunt, that's not the kinda game for that xD;

It's heavily biased towards hetero couples and the male options are like none. Nearly all if not all of the female ones end up romantic and become Alain's queen. It's obvious what the target is here. Nothing that can stop the power of fanfiction or fan art though!

Other characters than Alain don't really get affected by the amount of rapport conversations so you don't really ship other characters like in FE games and their endings don't get affected by how much their rapport developed.

Personally, I saw the maiden ring as fancy status accessory and just slapped it on my favorite character and moved on. Lore wise, it is important and you do get 2 variations of the ending where your chosen maiden ring bearer plays a bigger role.

About the jiggly wigglies

I don't know how you feel about fan service but it sure has some of them jiggle mechanics on some female character! It's not too bad and it doesn't feel out of place given how...everything kinda jiggles. (the food especially!) so it didn't personally bother me but I know some people may side glance it so I thought to bring it up.

Final thoughts?

I am not sure... If you pick it with more open mind without trying to compare it to FE, I think you may enjoy it.

My final thoughts on UO is that I felt extremely valued as a player. Again, I try to avoid spoilers but I could see where they thought "lets add this" or "lets give that" to make the experience more fun/smooth/enjoyable. My perception is slightly wrapped as someone who has experience working in game development, I can tell when a dev team put thought and tested things and when a dev team just wanted to meet a deadline and publish something. This game is not the later.

I read it took 10 years to make this game and it kinda shows with the amount of polish it has. But I also don't want to set some extremely high expectations just because I had so much fun. xD;

Maybe download the demo, see how it is and if you think it's your cup o tea, grab it on sale!

I hope this helped some! ^o^7

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a sequel for the rebel ben +hux emperor vader au please😏

Thanks for the request! For reference, part one is here:

Characters: Ben Solo (rebel), Lieutenant-General Hux, Emperor Vader

Fandom: Star Wars

Ben could have used his new found freedom to escape, or warn the rebels, but he knew that was a stupid plan. Instead, he simply wandered the corridors - suspiciously at first. As soon as he left the bridge he quickly looked to either side of himself, his force blocking collar made him vulnerable and unable to properly scope his surroundings. He expected at any minute to have guards dragging him back to his cell, this whole thing having been some sick game. However, it seemed that wasn’t the case. He felt finally free for a moment, his collar didn’t seem to stop the thoughts of others entering his mind and he’d been surrounded by guards thinking about what they’d like to the “pretty little rebel dog”. Even worse was hearing what went through Lieutenant-General Hux’s mind, and for some reason his thoughts were louder than everyone else’s. When he was far away from the bridge and unsure where he was, simply following the corridors hadn’t done him much good a voice filled his mind.

“Ben, come to me…”

He froze, he recognised it. He heard it many times before, a voice he had been manipulated and tricked by as a child. He swallowed, frantically looking from side to side in hopes that it would simply be some stormtrooper instead. No such luck. Against his better judgement, he followed it - he felt it get louder and stronger as he turned right and headed down a flight of stairs. He felt the voice laugh, making his fists screw tight and his jaw clench. He felt his steps quicken into a sprint, and when he rounded a corner turning left he was stopped on his tracks by a Stormtrooper.

“Erm… Skywalker, sir?” The soldier asked, Ben stared at him with furrowed eyes.

“I’m… Ben Solo.”

“Erm, right. Well. I’m unit FN-2187 and I’m supposed to show you to your quarters.”

“Oh. Okay,” Ben replied, he turned back over his shoulder. He felt a smugness, and quiet chuckle as the voice quietened. He followed the Stormtrooper who seemed nervous, as if he hadn’t been here long. He’d heard about Lieutenant-General Hux’s child soldiers, poor brainwashed kids, some even feral children from desert planets, who were trained with a similar program from Brendol Hux’s academy. As Ben followed the white armoured soldier round a series of identical corridors he wondered how old he was, what he looked like under his helmet. Suddenly the soldier stopped, causing Ben to stumble.

“We’re here,” he said unnecessarily. He tapped a code into the door and turned to walk away.

“Erm, are you going to tell me the code?” Ben asked.

“Oh! Yeah. Fuck. It’s erm. 0311,” he said over his shoulder before hurrying away. Ben swore under his breath, of course Vader would choose that number. He was toying with him again. Ben entered his room, his thick eyebrows raised as he did. The doors shut behind him automatically and the lights came on. It was fairly spacious, it had a large double bed, a few screens he assumed showed holoprograms and such things, a comfortable looking sofa and an en-suite bathroom. He fell onto the bed, stretching out long limbs as he body finally relaxed. After being in a cell for so long he had to admit he was quite pleased to be here. A well furnished, spacious, private cell was definitely an improvement.

He hadn’t meant to fall asleep, but the way his door opened and beeped told made him awake with a start. His eyes were half lidded and he sat up, scowling when he realised who was at the end of his bed.

“Well, pleased to see your getting your rest, Solo,” Hux snarled. Ben scrambled to his feet, taking a few steps towards him with a scowl on his face.

“I wouldn’t try anything, I’m not locked up now remember,” Ben smirked, he looked Hux up and down, everything he’d heard had been correct. He might have ended up back in a cell if he attacked Hux, but he’d he damned if he was going to let some spoiled, Imperial brat get the better of him.

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Google Maps Changes Forever: The Biggest Update in Years Brings Aid Against DANAs and Connection with Waze

Google has announced a range of updates for Google Maps, including a new feature to help in cases of DANAs (isolated depressions at high levels) or floods.

If there’s one essential app every traveler should have, whether walking, using public transport, or driving, it’s Google Maps. The internet giant has created the go-to platform for maps, thanks to its precise directions and a massive database of roads, locations, and real-time alerts that help ensure there are no unwelcome surprises along the way.

For this reason, a major update like the one Google has just announced might be met with some concern. We’ve seen many popular apps lose their way — no pun intended — by introducing controversial changes that didn’t help users. Thankfully, that doesn’t seem to be the case here.

The upcoming Google Maps updates focus on improving the app’s existing foundation rather than revolutionizing it. A prime example of this can be seen in the enhanced navigation mode, which now shows lanes more clearly, as well as key road elements like pedestrian crossings and traffic signs.

New and Improved Navigation on Google Maps

Maps can use this information to provide more accurate directions, such as indicating the exact lane you should be in to exit or merge. Now, a blue line will show the precise path to follow, and the app will display lane indicators.

In general, Google Maps’ driving mode will display more information than ever, aimed at helping users drive with less stress. After the chaos caused by the worst DANA on record, drivers will appreciate that Google Maps now displays weather-related incidents, such as flooded roads, ice, snow, or poor visibility.

The New Weather Incident Alerts in Google Maps

Drivers can report these weather incidents just as they already report accidents or traffic jams. This feature is one that Google Maps “borrowed” from Waze, though the teams behind both apps emphasize it as a collaboration. To underscore this, they announced that incidents reported on Waze will also appear on Google Maps, and vice versa, with a unified platform that automatically shares alerts across both apps.

Google Maps remains useful even when you’re outside the car — sometimes literally. Another major update is the introduction of indicators from your parking spot to your destination. Once you park, the app will remind you to save your parking location and guide you to the building entrance. This way, you won’t “get lost” trying to reach your destination and can easily find your way back to your car, using the map, Street View, or augmented reality view.

Nearby Points of Interest Along Your Route

If you’re looking to explore on your way home, the new Google Maps feature makes it easier to see nearby points of interest along your route. After planning a route, simply tap on “Add stop” and Maps will show key attractions, scenic spots, and restaurants.

It’s important to note that not all these new features will be available globally at the same time. For example, the option to add stops will be available worldwide starting next week, while the enhanced navigation experience with lane and sign indicators will launch first in 30 cities, with plans to expand to more locations.

Gemini in Google Maps

Another major update to Google Maps, however, won’t be available in Spain for now, as it will initially launch in the United States. This is the integration of Gemini into Google Maps — a less surprising addition considering that Google’s AI assistant has been rolling out across its apps. But while it may not be surprising, it’s still intriguing, as the Maps team seems to have integrated Gemini in a way that enhances rather than disrupts the experience.

Gemini won’t interfere with basic navigation but will appear in place recommendations and information panels. The goal is to enable users to ask the AI for help with planning or finding places they may have previously overlooked.

For example, you can ask for help planning an evening with friends, and Gemini might suggest a themed bar or music venue. When you select a location, the info panel will look different, with almost every category featuring data curated by Gemini. For instance, it can show customer feedback trends or provide a descriptive summary of the place.

You can also ask Gemini for details like the atmosphere or whether it has outdoor seating. Google has clarified that all this information comes from “real human input,” and user reviews remain accessible. On the topic of AI, Gemini will soon be available in Rivian electric vehicles, where it can display summaries of places like restaurants and stores on the in-car touchscreen.

Immersive View Expands to More Cities in Europe

In Europe, we’ll start seeing more cities with Immersive View. This technology drew a lot of attention upon its announcement, though initially, only a few cities were available for exploration in this mode. Immersive View uses a blend of photographs, AI, and computer vision to create realistic 3D models of cities that you can explore on your phone. This includes details like traffic conditions and changing light based on the time of day. Immersive View will now also help find parking and display complex turns along your route. It will expand to 150 cities worldwide, including several cities in Spain.

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How to Choose the Best Air Conditioner for Hotels and Motels

Selecting the right air conditioning unit for your hotel or motel is essential to ensure guest comfort, energy efficiency, and operational cost savings. An ideal system balances reliable cooling with quiet operation and ease of maintenance. Here’s a quick guide on choosing the best air conditioner to suit your property’s needs.

Consider Room Size and Layout

One of the first steps in choosing an air conditioner for hotel rooms is assessing room size. A unit that’s too powerful for a small room can lead to frequent cycling, wasting energy, and driving up costs, while an underpowered unit will struggle to maintain comfort. Generally, units with capacities ranging from 8,000 to 12,000 BTUs are suitable for average-sized hotel rooms, but larger suites may require additional capacity.

Prioritize Energy Efficiency

Energy-efficient air conditioners are essential for reducing operational costs and minimizing environmental impact. Look for units with high SEER (Seasonal Energy Efficiency Ratio) ratings or Energy Star certification. These models consume less electricity, helping to lower utility bills, especially during peak cooling seasons. Advanced features like smart thermostats or occupancy sensors can further optimize energy usage based on guest presence.

Choose Units with Quiet Operation

Guest satisfaction is strongly impacted by noise levels in hotel rooms, especially during rest hours. Opt for air conditioning units designed for quiet operation, such as inverter-driven split systems. These systems adjust compressor speed to maintain temperature without the frequent starting and stopping that create noise, ensuring a peaceful environment for guests.

Look for Easy Maintenance Features

Regular maintenance is essential for hotel AC units to ensure consistent performance and air quality. Choose units with easily accessible filters and self-cleaning capabilities. Features like washable filters and automatic alerts for filter changes make it simpler for staff to maintain unit efficiency and cleanliness, extending the unit’s lifespan.

Smart Technology for Better Control

Smart air conditioners allow remote operation and monitoring via mobile apps, offering convenience and energy savings. This technology can help management adjust room temperatures remotely, pre-cool rooms before guest check-ins, and even monitor energy consumption patterns.

Conclusion

Choosing the best air conditioner for hotels and motels involves balancing factors like room size, energy efficiency, noise control, and ease of maintenance. Investing in quality units with these features will help you enhance guest satisfaction, lower energy costs, and simplify maintenance—contributing to the success of your hotel or motel for years to come.

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Why you should consider The Omaxe State ?

In case of investing it is always better to search for an area which has prospects both in terms of returns and an investment one would want to stick around for the long term. One such opportunity is The Omaxe Estate, the part of Omaxe Dwarka planned at Sector 19B Dwarka, New Delhi since it has currently few number of stocks available for selling in the market. This is one of the tallest commercial building complexes in North India and has drawn considerable interest from big . I have listed below why The Omaxe Estate should be your number one stop when you want to invest in real estate property.

1. Prime Location

The Omaxe Estate is located in Dwarka, Delhi and enjoys strategic location that permits easy access to most key centers within Delhi NRC such as Gurgaon, Noida, and Ghaziabad. Sector 19B is yet in the process of developing as a commercial hub and therefore any business related retail shop or outlet will enjoy a very high traffic flow. The access to developed residential and commercial areas provides confidence in constant flow of clients to companies existing in the building.

2. Integration of Product and Communication Strategies for a Multi-Level Retail Experience

Omaxe Dwarka is planned as a large commercial project consisting of shopping malls multiplexes restaurants and much more immediately adjacent to dwarka, new Delhi. This commercial complex occupies more than one floor; besides the base level offering chain stores and shops, it features anchor stores, food court, and cinema hall on higher level. The display areas are also remarkably appealing for high-street mostly because of the double and triple height shops that allows businesses to design good facades. This variety of offerings is good for investors because it seems that everyone is interested in owning a retail store or restaurant space or even multiplex units.

3. Superior quality of physical facilities and services

The Omaxe Estate boasts of having some of the best facilities in the world that guarantee ease of doing business and convenience to everyone including the owners of the businesses and other individuals. Starting from round-the-clock power backup to separate parking and high security, which is required for the current generation of retail markets, the project meets all their requirements. Convenient landscaped parks, a dependable water supply and well –designed offices gives an added advantage to anybody who is working or transacting business within the complex.

There is also camera security and fire alarms for monitoring everyone to ensure their security in the estate as the business institutions and people in the estate are protected. All these features make, The Omaxe Estate the best option for anyone who wish to let out his property and get a secure investment without any hardship and tension.

4. International Sports Stadium

The Omaxe Dwarka Estate stands out for its outreach; it is proposed right next to the other monumental construction being developed by the company: the international sports stadium. This is an additional facility with multifunctional use which will be used for both cricket and football games; this means there will be a boost in traffic flow. As more sportsmen and sport spectators flock the facility, the businesses surrounding it will automatically gain exposure and sales opportunities.

Millions of people are expected to visit the stadium that will greatly increase the market potential for the Omaxe Dwarka project. These footfalls can be tapped by businesses situated in The Omaxe Estate hence it becomes a very viable proposition for retail and entertainment businesses.

5. Flexible Payment Plans

Among the features that can attract buyers to The Omaxe Estate there is the fact that there are a lot of possibilities when it comes to payment options. The project offers two main payment options to suit different types of investors:

50:50 Payment Plan: Under this plan, investors are allowed to pay only 50% of its total expenses after the initial booking period of 3 months. After that, they can get an assured return of 12 per cent of the invested amount until the OC certificate is obtained. The rest of 50 percent payment is paid once the possession is made thus offering low risk with guaranteed profits.

90:10 Payment Plan: Here there is down payment of 90 percent of the total cost within a period of three months from the date of booking in which investors are allowed 12 percent on their investment till the OC is issued. The last 10% cannot be paid until possession and so requires a higher upfront commitment but his formula means the higher the return over the longer term.

There is also a lease rental of 7% for three years after possession thus making this a long-term investment opportunity that delivers fairly steady returns.

6. They liked return on investment (ROI) which includes gross, net, payback, and profit.

To the investors, The Omaxe Estate provides a good Return on Investments for the potential 12% rental assured return on investment till possession. It makes it a perfect solution for those who would like to invest in commercial real estate with some guaranteed earnings. Besides, 7% lease rental once taken provide extra inflow and thus augments the economic viability of this project, in addition to the agreed rent of Kshs 250 per unit monthly.

Besides the yields, the socioeconomic characteristics of land promise constant increase in property rate and the current location of the project meets the strategic forecast for long-term investment.

7. Assured Lease Guarantee

In addition to the possession of The Omaxe Estate, investors also receive lease guarantee making for more stable rent after possession. However, this makes the project most suitable for those investing in real estate looking forward to earning passive income. There is the security of a lease guarantee from the Omaxe Group and no need to point out that they are very responsible for their obligations.

8. Vast Commercial Spaces

The Omaxe Estate can facilitate diverse sizes of retail shops extending from 400 sq. ft. to 8,500 sq. ft… It may be that you want to invest in a small shop for a small business or that you are a large company wanting to set up big store somewhere in a commercial zone, The Omaxe Estate can cater for everyone.

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