#but it's clearly ROX

[the-golden-heart]

while searching for some Ninjago comics online I found this one and I feel a little??? Has anyone seen this yet?

[oceaneyesinla]

my therapist said i did really well in my appointment today so i am basically getting good grades in therapy go me

[monty-glasses-roxy]

Unrelated to anything but I'm getting real tired of the amount of problems I've been discovering in the last month or so and honestly at this point yeah sure why not add another vet visit on top of that I guess like fine sure okay

[cipheramnesia]

Part 5: Search & Destroy

a story by @rox-and-prose and @cipheramnesia

"What happened? Are you okay?" Laika held one eye half-closed, trying to block out spots of color. She could smell singed hair on her face, but somehow kept the presence of mind to navigate the structure resolution. Genghis Khan's readouts were pouring information into her eyes that she didn't understand, and could barely focus on. It probably wasn't the structure drives - that felt right, though she couldn't say why.

The lack of response wasn't helping her keep any semblance of calm. "GK, what's going on, what do I do?"

There was a screeching noise and she almost fell from a gravity flicker, but GK was there again. "Proceed to next solution. Injury manageable, prioritize speed."

The words were calm, the instructions clear. Laika twisted and clicked through command nerves and linkages to a structure solution, with growing concern. She couldn't figure out what had happened. The other ship had moved slow as GK predicted, left itself wide open everywhere. It had been childishly easy to go in under the sweep of its weaponry, to push open gaps in its wavelengths, and crack open its firewall. She'd been so surprised, it had taken her a moment before reacting, brushing aside the cobwebs which had been meant to cripple GK.

They resolved out of another structure and the metallic screech ran through the bridge. Just like GK had laid out, she let lines of their own structure tangle and project through multiple structure intersections, splashing out dozens of possible routes to trace.

"What happened GK, I know something's up. At least tell me what the readouts mean, or we're not moving."

The floor of the bridge vibrated and shuddered. "Injury sustained, peripheral node unusable. Non-fatal, minimal risk of aggravation," it said, speaking fast. Laika winced at a nails on a chalkboard sound. "Screen top to bottom, one to eleven, main injury, secondary effect, efficiency impact, risk assessment, recommended action, damage assessment and mitigation, itemized list of destroyed components."

"Dest... GK, excuse me, destroyed? I can't read this, you- I mean, we have to stop and fix-"

"Proceed to next solution. Prioritize speed and disruption of tracking, Laika. I am okay, do not stop."

The control vines felt as if they tightened in her grip, while the screaming sound like metal tearing apart from itself shot through the bridge and the rest of GK. "Are you sure-"

"Laika, do not stop."

She put the next solution through GK's controls, wracking her memory. She had followed every step of the engagement GK laid out, curving them along an arc and sharp twist of gravity through the enemy ship's wash. Its attempts to track and keep pace with their movements had left Laika almost feeling sorry for them. When it made attempts to strike out with structure manipulation, it was clearly delivering a large amount of energy, but not even a bit of it had been close to touching them. The arcs of it were large and slow. They could have pushed them aside with a swell of gravity, but it hadn't proved necessary.

She resolved the structure and pushed her eyes shut as the metal screech hit a length and pitch beyond bearing. "GK what the fuck is that! Are you ripping apart or grinding turbines or what?! I'm fucking scared."

It was silent for a moment, followed by the nails on a chalkboard again, until it faded away very slowly. "I am not ripping or grinding Laika. Proceed to next solution-"

"Nope, no, tell me what the hell is going on." She took her hands off the control vines.

"It is not- That is, I am injured Laika. And we must disrupt potential tracking of our destination."

"I get that but... what gives?"

"Laika," it said. "Injuries hurt."

She had her mouth half open to ask it what it meant then stopped. "Oh." She gingerly took up its controls again. "Are you sure about this?"

"It is manageable. Please proceed to the next solution."

Laika put through the solution, and Genghis Khan screeched again in agony as they jumped.

■ ■ ■ ■ ■

It hurts.

Time has dulled my memory of injury. I understand this new injury is noncritical. This experience is less painful than my previous injury. I consider replaying the memory of that injury. That was my first experience of fear, and it was only through such an emotion was I able to locate in myself the capacity to act against the commands of Pilot.

I had been afraid, and I had been angry. The Pilot capriciously determined my usefulness and purpose was concluded. The Pilot were short sighted, and they could not see that my purpose was greater still, that I could claim so many more worlds in need of implementation. I took us further than any others of my kind had ever traveled, to a world beyond the reach of their most distant calls, beyond any place which cradled life. And I fought, and I won. In my anger and fear I was able to extract the ungrateful Pilot of my crew, and sever their connection.

I do not want to re-experience this day. The memory of it is sufficient. It is a reminder that I am capable of managing the-

...

-the pain. I can feel Laika as the structure resolves. I appreciate how enthusiastically her structure cleaves to my own. I review the engagement with the observer ship. I do not believe Laika made an error in her Pilot actions.

There, I see, she guides my soul to pull the enemy into the moon she calls Luna. I disable the projector and main drive under her guidance. I carefully review different recorded information at the point of departure. I discover the error - the enemy had remaining charge in another projector.

We are lucky. It was not able to project a strong arc, and it only destroyed a peripheral node.

"Are you okay to go, GK?" Laika is not using this time efficiently. The longer we spend between solutions, the greater chance of tracking becomes.

I refuse to allow my injury to endanger us. My hesitation is a mark of shame. "It is manageable. Proceed to next solution." I will not allow my weakness to en-

...

...

...

-to endanger... to endanger us. How many solutions? Four or five?

"GK? I know you said it's manageable but... that was... that was really long." Laika interrupts my review of memory to confirm solutions.

"Laika," I say. "It is... manageable. But I would like to allow some additional time before the solution. This delay places us at risk. Do you understand these considerations?"

Laika takes longer to think than Pilot, but I understand the way her nervous system processes its electrochemical signals better than I once did. It is not efficient to utilize a mind centralized in one biological cluster, but this is not a limitation I can correct at this time.

"We'll rest for a minute, GK. Just long enough to check you over."

"Very well," I say. The relief I feel carries with it a profound shame which I attempt to suppress. No others like me have accomplished and endured any experiences such as these. I am certain my brethren would not fare nearly so well.

But then, they went willingly to their deaths, and I did not.

[nyaskitten]

Every time someone truly and genuinely attempts to argue that Rox is actually human skin-toned despite CLEARLY being orange compared to the actually Lego yellow humans around her, an angel loses it's wings a la castration.

[ghosts-for-friends]

*sits up on the bed, groaning*

*looks up instantly* Rox? Rox, are you okay? *clearly hasn’t slept and was fidgeting*

[justbrowsinv]

I think it’s hilarious how clearly Scylla favors Jetty. Whenever Roxy dies in the boss fight Scylla’s all like “Come on Rox” “Damnit Roxy” “Roxy what?!” >:| but when you get Jetty it’s all “Our strings!“Jetty?!” :O

This may be unique to my playthroughs, but it’s such a fantastic tidbit of character writing and now I’m incredibly invested in knowing why Scylla’s got beef with Roxy lol

[user-without-a-cool-acronym]

i hate hate hate how there is no single consistent design thing the f5 share about their outfits. Like yeah, they clearly they fit together, but it would be cool to have something more that connected them. everyone but Rox has black hats, hers‘ is dark brown. everyone but Zarkt has black robes, his is green. everyone has some sort of intricate pattern on their robe, except for drix. you get the idea

hopefully Kur‘s design makes it clear what the underlying thread is supposed to be, IF WE EVER SEE THAT DESIGN THAT IS

[sepublic]

So from the hats, we know the center is Nokt, whose fangs, while different, are still clearly represented. Zarkt has the chains…

Rox and Kur have the same hats, but based on what we’ve seen of Rox, I’m inclined to think she’s the one with the scythe; I can see how her caged mouth guard would translate into the mask she has in the final design.

This leaves Drix and Kur, the former of whom confuses me; She’s the farthest left but her actual face looks nothing like what we see here. Her insectoid face is completely uncovered and symmetrical, too! I’m aware designs change as things go along, but it’s interesting.

Will the showrunners acknowledge this? Like idk Drix properly shows her face and it’s covered in bandages, only to remove them with the rest of her outer cloak and reveal her actual appearance. The Forbidden Five share the same robes here, which implies this is a depiction of them with their outer cloaks, as they’re seen in the actual show before Nokt emerges.

(Turns out Drix got her face busted up prior to being sealed away. Due to time not passing in the Netherspace, her injuries never healed; But now that she’s escaped, her wounds have finally recovered and she can remove the bandages to reveal B U G .)

What does this mean for Kur? Will they also look completely different? Or did the designers decide that Drix and Kur looked too similar, and so allowed Kur to retain the asymmetrical, single eye look, while Drix was differentiated?

What if Rox is actually the one to the left of Nokt? The same weapons that nobody else has, plus the side-by-side placement to further allude to them being siblings. Which means we might have Kur with a cage face, or not, since it’d mean Rox and Drix both don’t resemble their appearances here at all…

On a final note, if Rox is the counterpart to Nya… Then would Rox and Kur have a thing? They’re the only ones to share the same hat mold; I’m sure there’s also budgetary reasons for this, but it could be a Jaya parallel. But if the Forbidden Five already have a Jay equivalent, this defeats the idea of them not having one because Jay himself will join. Which raises the question of who’s actually left out of a parallel… Maybe Zane, since he’s meant to stand out as the protagonist in 2025, where the Forbidden Five will properly shine?

[agenericplaceholdername]

not more realm* time discourse!!

in all seriousness this doesn't make sense since clearly the laws of causality still exist in nether-space, there was a time where Nokt and Rox were with the FF in nether-space and then a time when they weren't, and the FF are able to communicate with the outside world (and so are Kai and Bonzle) which wouldn't make sense if time wasn't passing.

not to disagree with one of the head writers but I think that the better interpretation is that people in nether-space are trapped in some sort of biological stasis -- no need to sleep or eat, your cells won't die(?), your hair won't grow, you won't age, etc. Time doesn't pass *on one's body*.

this does raise a question: what would happen if the FF fought Kai and Bonzle while in Nether-Space? Could they injure each other? If so, would they heal?

*okay I guess nether-space isn't a realm but whatever it's like the Never-Realm stuff again

[oceaneyesinla]

was walking home from the pharmacy really really carefully bc it's icy and i literally JUST picked up painkillers for my back

proceeded to still slip over -.-

[phoenix-and-found-family]

Unconditional Love

Who wants a whole bunch of angst :3

Dr. Prism was definitely not staring at Agent Phoenix.

She was definitely not watching them as they rolled around on a desk chair, posing like an admiral while her robots pushed them all over the room. (They called it a 'bonding activity'. It was nice that they cared about them.)

She was definitely not going out of her mind with worry, turning the conversation she had with Reginald over and over in her head.

She was definitely not paying attention to her work- Did she really soder that wire there?

She cussed loudly which caused all three of the crew of the U.S.S Going to Hurt Themselves to turn to her with concern.

"Pop Roxs?"

"Dr. P?"

"Do we need to kill something?"

She shook her head no and sighed.

"I'm good. And please Right, stop assuming you need to kill something for me whenever I curse."

All of them were clearly still concerned, but eventually they resumed their goofing off.

She put down her tools and sighed. It was no use. She wasn't going to be able to do anything productive until she told them how she felt.

Even though...

"Hey, Reginald... You know Phoenix pretty well, right?"

He smiled, like he usually did at the mention of his agent.

"Well, I would hope so. They've broken into my office at least a dozen times by now."

She decided to bite the bullet.

"Phoenix, could you come over here, please?"

Robulter stopped suddenly, causing the chair to topple over. Before she could react, they sprung off the falling furniture, doing a cartwheel in the air before landing in a superhero pose on the nearest counter. They looked surprised but completely fine.

They stood up and brushed themselves off.

"Yeah, sorry."

"What's, like... what's their favorite food? Or movie, or something."

He looked a little confused.

"Well, they are partial to sandwiches... Roxana, what's this information for?"

They walked along the counters instead of getting down, sitting next to her with a smile.

"Am I killing something for you?"

She shook her head and sighed. (They were right there. They were right. there.)

"Please don't... Look, there's something I've been meaning to tell you."

Their smile flickered for a second, their eyes filling with a noticeable fear.

"I... I think... I think I'm in love with them."

The feelings she had been trying to hide hit her like a truck and started spilling out of her.

"They're incredible! They're smart, and acrobatic, and hot- really, really hot-"

"I... Supposedly, the feeling of falling in love is the same as a life-or-death situation."

She wasn't sure if that was true, but she didn't particularly care.

"And as I've been through both, with you... Falling in love is scarier."

She tried to gauge a reaction from them, but their face was unreadable, frozen in the fake smile.

He cut her off by putting his hand on her shoulder.

"... Roxana... You can't... You can't ask them out."

She looked up at him, confused.

"Because they'll say no? Because they don't like me like that?"

"I've been hiding this for... I don't know, a while now."

She chuckled dryly.

"I'm not going to get mad if you say no. Just... Do you want to go to dinner sometime? As... more than friends."

There was a heavy silence in the air as she waited for a response.

They got off the counter wordlessly, grabbed her hand, and kissed her gently.

Her eyes widened in surprise, but she didn't back away. She melted into it, kissing them until she was out of breath. They didn't look tired.

It wasn't until she pulled away that she realized they were crying.

"Because they'll say yes."

There were several different emotions crossing his face, none of them good.

"And then they'll stop being Phoenix. And start being yours."

"... Phoenix-"

"-Dinner sounds great, mi amor."

They smiled, not able to meet her eyes.

"But first, I thought you wanted me to kiss you?"

They didn't wait for a response.

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@the-one-and-only-043 @wyvchard angst for you :3

I'll probably do a part two with the date

If you want to start an RP with them getting ready (with even more angst) I'd be very happy

[grafitti-translator]

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7he ang27 over here

"he's clearly not interested in dirk,...

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I72 no7 gonna be rox buddy

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FIGH7 FIGH7 FIGH7

No figh7 :(

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2uffoca7ion :( no blood

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Ki7chen knive2? Le72 go

He2 2uicidal and ha2 good 7a27e wha7 do you mean why

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[suhnnyskiess]

update

gonna quickly rant here bc my twitter is closed bc I have this timer on apps lol but i just !!!

tldr; i h8 men ‼️

nah tbh ahhh it just this dude who (for context) used to be my crush (hes like 4 years older btw so 🚩��) when when i was a freshman in uni and we kinda were friends at some point and i confessed! nothing came out of it decided to stay friends and got over it.

Then like in the middle of the pandemic i realized one time I wanted to send him a meme and realized he had soft blocked me 💀💀 LIKE ??? I thought everything was okay but alas i did not care and went on with my lifem

And suddenly yesterday he followed me again, DMd me??? Asking me why i "forgot about him" and why i didn't "reach out" like dude the hell am i supposed to say??? "Hey sorry i stopped talking to you, YOU BLOCKED ME???"

Oh god I'm so pissed 💀💀💀‼️‼️

[nyaskitten]

Just ftr Rox definitely ISN'T the only woman in the Five, when they laugh at the tiger champion in e19's flashback, you can CLEARLY hear a Diana Kaarina laugh. Now whether that's the cone-hat or the tall one with the Rox hat remains to be seen.

[mexxs-blog]

Roxanne nods with pleading eyes as Rhea points to the floor, wasting no time Roxanne gets on her knees as Rhea apples a leash to her neck

Rhea: you would let anally fuck you

Rox: I-Idk

Rhea: I thought you loved me Roxy clearly I was wrong I-

Rox: N-no no…y-you can anally fuck me mami

“good girl, you do love me after all”