#but they 'meet' the LL crew elsewhere

[satans-codpiece]

This is the most dialogue heavy thing I've ever written, I think.

The "prologue" is already at 513 words.

200 of that exclusively is dialogue.

[libidomechanica]

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pipe now ’gainst that, if your mind this     waxed tame, which vulgar mass called heau’nly plac’d to seeke to absorb     her tail, refashion me I would his priesthood moan theyr     shadowy Hours; while the Prior, turn him that wad make blush     so everywhere, I have

ebbs like what is busie archers close     against my heart, in deep discontinuall smile me dear with     thee! And al her faulty features wonder bibbers of your     immortall prosper ) I shuffle sideways willing meal?     And sick of Hazeldean.

[roronoacherries]

𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 | monkey d. luffy

𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 | 1.723 words

“HAPPY WEDDING! - MONKEY D. LUFFY”

Naturally, the Straw Hat’s captain would sign his full government name in tall, bold letters without any form of discretion.

The girl wondered whether his crewmates had noted his carelessness at all. Although knowing the Straw Hat, if they’d warned him he didn’t care to listen, and if they hadn’t it was because he’d sent this letter to her without letting anyone know. She wondered, briefly, who had left the note on her nightstand. Surely it couldn’t have been anyone — not with the name of one of the most wanted pirates on the Grand Line etched across its front.

She didn’t dwell on the question for long, preferring not to know; at least, not yet.

After all, Luffy was unpredictable, and when he set out to do something there was not a soul who could persuade him into changing his mind. He was a pirate captain through and through.

As the daughter of a formidable marine, she had been accustomed to order her entire life and was, above all things, obedient. Meeting the pirate had welcomed a happy chaos into her life; a sort of chaos she didn't know she needed before. She’d kept Luffy out of trouble, while he dragged her into it. That was the nature of their relationship.

And it never changed. The words on that envelope were proof of it, as were the events of the last day they spent with one another.

“Luffy, that’s nuts. You know I can’t-”

The pirate had made a habit of climbing up to her balcony and sneaking into her bedroom every evening. At the beginning, she’d insisted that he leave, telling him to stop coming to her and promising to meet him elsewhere. She went so far as to tell the pirate that if he didn’t listen, she would have no choice but to call for her father, but Luffy knew these were empty threats. He kept returning until she came to eagerly await his visits.

Allowing the pirate to meet her privately, allowing him to persuade her into sneaking out for a walk together through the village, into tiptoeing to the kitchen late at night, or dancing with him on a rooftop under the moonlight — none of those things were like what the Straw Hat was suggesting that night.

“Sure you can! It’s not like anyone ‘ll ever know!”

“Shhh! Keep your voice down!!” She gave him a stern look, begging him to understand that this time he was crossing the line, but all the Straw Hat did was give a quick peck to her lips and a smile that screamed, ‘You can’t stay mad at me and you know it.’

“Luffy,” she sighed. “I am joining the Marines. I cannot be caught on a pirate ship — much less, yours.”

“You’re cute when you’re all serious like that.”

She groaned, knowing her words were going in one ear and out the other. Luffy wasn’t going to listen to reason. Instead, he stretched his arms around her and kissed her again, though this time properly. Instinctively, she kissed him back.

“See. Can’t be caught doing that either, but you still did it.” Luffy teased, tugging at her hand. “C’mon, no one will see you and I want you to see my ship and meet all my friends.”

“Ok, ok. I’ll see your pirate ship and meet your pirate crew. It’ll be great, I’m great. This is great.” She took a deep breath and forced herself to smile. “All I ask is that we please, please, walk there.”

“Don’t be silly. What if someone sees you?” He wrapped his arm around her, not bothering to hide his playful grin.

“Luffy… LUFFY!! No!!”

She resigned herself to fate as the Straw Hat stretched his arms, holding onto him and shutting her eyes tightly. She didn’t dare open her eyes even after the two had rolled onto the deck of the ship.

“Hate you so much,” she muttered, her arms still wrapped around his neck. Luffy laughed loudly, kissing her forehead in response before whispering a soft, “I love you, too.”

The words echoed in her head. He said them so casually, like they came easy to him; like it wasn’t his first time saying them; like there was not a doubt in his mind that he meant them with everything in him. Before she had a chance to react, several voices shouted at once, chastising Luffy for his recklessness.

Looking up, she was met with the gentle brown eyes of a smiling girl with short orange hair who apologized profusely on behalf of her captain, although her demeanor quickly changed when she turned back to Luffy.

“What the hell were you thinking?! You scared the poor girl half to death!”

“You can’t slingshot a lady across an island!” This voice came from a tall blond who didn’t hesitate to kick his captain on the head.

“It’s okay. I’m fine!” she assured them, astonished that Luffy’s crew would be so stern with him despite him being their captain. She supposed it was necessary, considering Luffy’s impulsive and reckless nature. At least, I know you’re in good hands, she thought to herself, holding Luffy as he rested against her chest, rubbing his head where his crewmate had kicked him.

“Who are you anyway?” This pirate she recognized from wanted posters as ‘Pirate Hunter’ Zoro.

“Um…”

“She’s my girlfriend,” Luffy answered with a giggle, provoking a collective shout from his crew. “Girlfriend?!”

“Something like that…” she added quietly.

The crew stood frozen, as if the idea of Luffy falling in love was unheard of. She could understand why. Falling in love with Luffy had been easy, but she had from the start resigned herself to an unrequited love. Not only was this a pirate she had fallen for, but she’d been certain that he would be too naïve to take notice of her affection.

The first time he’d kissed her, it nearly took her breath away. The two had been laughing hysterically about something she could hardly remember anymore, when suddenly she felt his lips against hers. A kiss that came because he could no longer ignore the rollercoaster he felt in his stomach whenever she smiled or her fingers grazed his hand.

“Luffy…” A part of her had wanted to push him away, to remind him that they were only unlikely friends and that that was as far as they could go. Anything more would complicate things to an extent she didn’t want to think about — and she didn’t. She’d held his face in her hands and pulled him closer.

They had never discussed their relationship beyond subtle reminders on her behalf that it would have to come to an end soon. She hated mentioning it, seeing Luffy’s constant smile falter at the reminder that he would be leaving her behind but he never dwelled on it for long. While she had never outright agreed to being the pirate’s girlfriend — and if he’d asked, she would have forced herself to say no — hearing him say the words brought a glowing smile to her face.

Once he had introduced her to each member of his crew, Luffy intertwined his fingers with hers and gave it a squeeze. “C’mon! Let me show you the rest of the ship.”

As Luffy gave her a tour of the Going Merry, she pretended not to notice that he was treating her like another member of his crew — like she’d be on this boat with him forever, rather than it being their last night together.

“This is my favorite spot.”

“The figurehead?” she questioned, seeing nothing too special about it.

“It’s my special seat,” Luffy smiled, pulling her up to sit with him. She held him tightly, gripping his shirt in fear that they might slip. “You’re okay,” he said, his voice almost a laugh. “I promise. Just relax.”

It wasn’t until she felt his arms around her that she managed to take a breath. It was her turn then to pretend she could stay on this ship, in his arms, forever.

“Luffy…” she shut her eyes, resting her head against his chest. “What if I left with you?”

The Straw Hat was silent for a moment as he fought the desire to kiss her and shout in assent. Of course he wanted her on his crew. He selfishly wanted her to leave everything behind for him, to sail across the Grand Line with him — but more than that, he wanted to see her happy; perhaps not by his side, but living out her dream.

No, he could never ask her to give up her dream for his, and unlike the rest of his crew, he couldn’t help her with it unless he let her go. He placed his hat on her head and bit his lip in a failed attempt to hold back the tears forming in his eyes.

“That’s stupid,” he said, bluntly. “What do I need a marine on my crew for?”

When she noticed the tears, it was like her heart had finished shattering. It was worse than watching the sun itself stop shining. Nevertheless, the pirate kept his composure, shaking his head and blinking away the tears before speaking again. “It’s not like being far apart is gonna change how I feel about you,” he assured.

“I don’t want to be apart from you, Luffy,” she begged, though knowing he was, for once, the one being sensible.

“You’re the one who said it a million times, Y/N. I’m going to be King of the Pirates…” Luffy’s fingers fiddled with her hair as he stared longingly at the girl in his arms. “…and you’re going to be a big shot marine.” In his eyes, she could see that he had as much faith in her as he did in himself.

“I love you, Luffy.”

The words came easy to her too.

“Just don’t let me go yet.”

CONGRATS!!!!

Nami read in the papers that you’re getting married. I’m so happy for you. You looked so pretty in the picture! I bet you’ll look even prettier in your wedding dress. I’m a little sad that it’s not me marrying you but you’re still mine no matter what, right? And that’s what matters.

I still love you so much.

From your most favorite pirate,

Monkey D. Luffy

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

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Daughters of Arendelle - Chapter 48

Daughters of Arendelle - Chapter 48

Read chapters 1 - 47 at FF.net  

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12222767/1/Daughters-of-Arendelle

I really am working on finishing this tale.

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Chapter 48

September 18, 1840

 Anna’s eye began to twitch. She rubbed at it, causing a bead of sweat to tickle her brow. Reaching to her sleeve for a handkerchief, she found it empty. I left it on Elsa’s vanity. Biting back a curse, she swiped at the annoyance with a fingertip, wiping it clean on the bandage covering her forehead.

 She suspected the twitch, along with the dull throbbing behind her eyes, had more to do with Poul’s droning voice, than the head wound. Her back and legs had begun to protest against the unyielding wood of the council chair. How can sitting be so exhausting?

 Stealing a glance at the clock, she wanted to groan. Less than an hour had passed since she’d arrived for the meeting. She hadn’t wanted to leave Elsa’s side, but the council had requested a meeting to update her on state affairs.

 As Regent, it was her duty to govern, until Elsa was able to resume her duties. Words of one of her less tactful tutors whispered in her ear. There must be spares to heirs, in case the heir dies. That bit of news had sent her eight-year-old self crying to her mother’s lap, and the tutor seeking employment elsewhere. It had taken a visit to Elsa’s door, and a whispered answer from beyond, to satisfy her that Elsa was safe inside.

 How she longed for the comfort of her mother’s arms. She shook away the thought. That comfort has long since passed, and there’ll be no whispered assurances of Elsa’s safety.

 Elsa trusts me, I won’t let her down. She would act as Regent, even if it meant suffering through Poul alternating between complaining and bragging about his trip to France.

 It didn’t help her bodice was trying to squeeze her to death. Alma had insisted it would help support her bruised ribs, instead it was slowly crushing her. On the bright side, if I pass out, I won’t have to hear any more about Poul’s trip. She swallowed a chuckle at the thought.

 Tugging at the bodice, in an unsuccessful attempt to loosen it, she shifted, unable to find a comfortable position. The discomfort couldn’t distract her from thoughts of Elsa. She’d spent the last two days at Elsa’s side, with no signs of change.

 Hours of talking and reading to her, had no effect. Unanswered questions swirled through her mind. How long can she survive without food or water? How do you heal magic?

 Sighing she sank a little deeper into the chair.

 “Are we boring you, Your Highness?” Poul’s arrogant snip pulled her from her thoughts.

 “What? No, I just…” She straightened, heat burned her cheeks, as it had when her tutors had called on her for daydreaming. Poul is not my tutor. The heat cooled as she leveled a glare at the man. “Carry on, please.”

 “Your Highness,” Bishop Solberg offered a sympathetic smile.

 Anna found it almost as annoying as Poul’s snips.

 “Perhaps we should adjourn till tomorrow. You’re still healing, we wouldn’t want to over tax you.”

 “We can’t adjourn.” Poul bellowed, sweeping a hand over the stack of papers laying before him. “We’re not even half way through the agenda.”

 Biting back a sigh, Anna couldn’t keep her shoulders from slumping. The thought of suffering through more of Poul’s rants caused her eye to twitch.

 “If Her Highness,”

 Anna’s teeth grit at the way Poul sing-songed her title.

 “Isn’t feeling up to acting as regent, perhaps she should assign the duties to someone else.” His lips rose into what Anna assumed was an attempt at a smile. She found it mocking. “Just until she’s feeling better, of course.”

 Her hands tightened atop the table. I’m Regent, I could knock his teeth out, no one would complain. They might even give me a medal, at least a plaque. She attempted a smile, though it felt more like a snarl. “There’s no need for that, councilman. I assure you, I’m more than capable of handling my duties.”

 Oblivious to his impeding peril, Poul flicked a speck of dust from his sleeve. “It’s obvious the princess’s thoughts are elsewhere. Perhaps she’d like to take her leave and attend to whatever is more pressing than state business.”

 “Watch your tongue, Poul.” Admiral Halldor warned, a hand coming to rest on his sword hilt.

 Stitches and bruised ribs were all that kept Anna from leaping for the man’s throat. “You arrogant, pompous ass,” She was too angry to enjoy the way Poul’s jaw dropped in stunned shock. “My thoughts, Councilman, are with the Queen. I left her side to handle my duties as regent, as she would want. In case you have forgotten, her health and well-being is of great concern to the state.”

 Poul’s face flushed an alarming shade of red, his mouth began to open and close as a fish gasping for air. For once, he seemed at a loss for words.

 Reigning in her rage, Anna managed a civil tone as she turned to Halldor. “Admiral, you mentioned a report on repairs to the fleet. Please go ahead.” She glared at Poul, daring him to challenge her for cutting off his report.

 “Yes, ma’am.” Halldor made no effort to hide his amusement at Poul’s expense. “With the help of Her Majesty’s kraken, we’ve recovered all of our fleet along with most of the Lienz’s fleet.”

 How many of the dead were recovered with those ships? She couldn’t bring herself to ask the question aloud.

 “Several of their ships were destroyed beyond repair.” Halldor said. “The captured Lienz ships are being converted to our needs. We are well ahead of schedule on repairs. The entire fleet should be ready to sail by the end of the month.”

 “Good.” Anna nodded, her mind racing. “Admiral, with the addition of the Lienz ships, won’t that double the size of our fleet?”

 “Actually, it will triple it, ma’am.”

 Lost in thought, Anna’s mouth twisted up at one corner. “Could we decommission some of the older ships, and use them to replace some of the merchant and fishing vessels lost and damaged during the attack?”

 It was Halldor’s turn to ponder. “I believe so, some of the older scout ships could be converted to fishing vessels, and there are several larger frigates that could be used by merchants.”

 “So, we’re just going to start handing out ships?” Poul said.

 “What do you suggest we do with them, Councilman?” Anna asked.

 “Sell them. Build up the kingdom’s coffers.”

 Something twitched in Anna’s gut. She couldn’t decide if it was anger, disgust or both. Why does Elsa allow him to remain on the council? “Councilman, our people have lost their ships, most don’t have the funds to replace them. It will cost Arendelle’s coffers nothing to give those ships away, and it will help those hurt by the war.”

 “The Princess makes an excellent point,” Bishop Solberg jumped in, cutting off Poul’s response. “Many have lost or suffered damages to their businesses. They will need help rebuilding.”

 Poul’s head shook from side to side, red flush crept up his neck and cheeks. Snapping papers about, he mumbled something under his breath.

 Anna was glad she couldn’t hear it. Let him stew in his own anger for a bit.

 “Admiral, begin selecting ships to be decommissioned, and we’ll work out a plan for issuing them to those in need.”

 “Yes, ma’am.” He nodded.    

 “How are repairs going in town?”

 Halldor shifted his arm sling. “Not as well as the fleet repairs, ma’am. Most of the docks were damaged. Teams are working on them, but it will be several weeks, possibly a month before all of them are reopened.”

 “A month?!” Poul spun toward Halldor. Wood creaked under the strain. “Have you any idea how much trade revenue we’ll lose in a month?!”

 “Not as much as we would have lost had the Lienz fleet taken the town.” Halldor’s icy gaze, caused the man to shrink back in his chair.

 Ignoring Poul, Anna pressed on. “Admiral, please thank the crews for their hard work.”

 “Yes, ma’am.”

 “What is the status of the traitors, Admiral?”

 “We’ve identified Tollak, Baron Ulstein and Earl Stewart as the leaders of the rebellion, ma’am.”

 “Earl Stewart, you must be mistaken.”

 All eyes turned to Poul.

 He cleared his throat before continuing. “Earl Stewart is a well-respected nobleman. His family has been in Arendelle for generations.”

 “Be that as it may,” Halldor said. “We have confirmed he hired the mercenaries who attacked the Queen and her guard atop the North Mountain. Captain Olsen,” He motioned to the officer at his side. “Led a troop to the Earl’s estate the morning following the battle in town. Captain, give a report on your findings.”

 “Yes, sir.” Olsen directed his reply to Anna. “Upon arriving at the estate, we were greeted by Lady Ursala. When I called for her husband, she announced he was deceased, and I was welcome to take his corpse back to town as she didn’t wish to soil her lands with it.”

 “Deceased?!” Anna hadn’t meant to squeal. “How?”

 “Gunshot wound through the heart, ma’am. I examined the body and confirmed he was indeed dead.”

 “Through the heart?” Anna eased back in the chair. “Suicide?”

 “No, ma’am. Lady Ursala caught him cleaning out his safe with money he had obtained by selling off her family’s lands. She confronted him about his involvement in the rebellion. He confessed to his crimes, at which point Lady Ursala drew a pistol, and shot him dead.”

 “Really?” Nervous laughter left her in a snort, she covered her mouth with a hand.

 “Yes, ma’am. Lady Ursala sends her regrets she did not realize his traitorous behavior sooner.

 “Remind me to give her a medal.”

 Murmured laughter circled the table. All but Poul found amusement in the quip.

 “Lady Ursala, also sends wishes for the Queen’s speedy recovery.”

 Mention of Elsa squashed Anna’s moment of relief. “Thank you, Captain.”

 “It appears, ma’am,” Halldor said. “Tollak was the leader of the traitors in the ranks. He managed to place his men in key positions throughout the town and castle to cause the greatest damage.”

 Tollak, Fingernails sank into the palms of Anna’s fists. He played me, just like Hans.

 “Your Highness?”

 “What?” She realized all eyes were upon her.

 Halldor had the good grace not to point out her lapse. “I have the casualty reports, if you would like to hear them?”

 No, I would not like to hear them. Steeling herself, Anna nodded. “Please, continue.”

 Olsen handed him a sheet of paper.

 Halldor’s eyes swept over it, his mustache dipping low. “Confirmed deaths during two days of battles, among Marines five hundred and thirty-four. Sailors three hundred and ninety-seven.”

 Fingernails bit deeper into the palms of Anna’s hands, she said nothing.

 “Royal Guard, seventy-eight.”

 Faces of Anna’s guard detail haunted her vision. Her knuckles whitened.

 “Wounded among Marines eight hundred and seven. Sailors six hundred and two. Royal guard one hundred and thirty-eight.”

 “Why,” she swallowed to keep her voice from cracking. “Are the Marines’ losses so high?”

 “Most of them were aboard the ships. Once the ships began to sink, they were either trapped below decks or were weighted down by gear and unable to swim to safety.”

 Anna’s chest tightened, she forgot to breathe. Unable to answer she managed a nod.

 Taking that as a cue to continue, Halldor picked up a second list. “Casualties among the civilian population are eighteen dead, one hundred and twenty-three wounded, so far.”

 “So far?” The words left Anna’s lips as barely a whisper.

 “Yes, ma’am. We’re still recovering bodies from damaged buildings and the sea.” His gaze dropped. “And there are a number of wounded who are not expected to survive.” Drawing himself up, Halldor looked her in the eye. “The coming days will give us a better sense of the total numbers.”

 Anna slumped deeper into the chair, crushed beneath the weight of his words. Her mind swirled through the numbers. “So many lost.”

 “Yes, ma’am.” Halldor agreed, sitting aside the paper. “Though I assure you, the losses would have been far greater if not for the Queen’s ice creature. It turned the battle in our favor when all was thought lost.”

 Unable to speak, Anna’s head moved up and down in a slow nod. A thousand dead. Almost two thousand wounded. Something hot and wet trickled down her cheek. She swiped at the tear.

 How many more are we going to lose? Elsa’s pale face filled her thoughts. Squeezing her eyes shut, she shook away the image.

 “We have patrols searching for traitors, and the mercenaries who fled into the mountains. A few have already tried to sneak back into town and onto ships. The new port master is keeping a close watch.”

 “New port master?” Anna pulled herself back to the present.

 “Yes, ma’am,” Olsen said. “The former was working with Tollak.”

 Anna noticed Olsen made a point of ignoring Tollak’s rank when speaking of him. It was a fitting insult. “Is there any word on the man who stabbed my sister?”

 “No, ma’am. We located the area of the attack, but there was no sign of either man. We’re still looking.”

 “Captain, when he’s found, I want him brought to me immediately. Understood?”

 “Yes, ma’am.” He dipped his head to her.

 “Admiral have you managed to get any information from Hans?”

 “No, ma’am. Doctor Engen has allowed him to be moved to the dungeon, but he is still weak. I attempted to question him this morning without any success.”

“Keep trying, I want to know everything he knows about that disk.”

 “Yes, ma’am. Your Highness, with your permission, I would like for Captain Olsen to begin replacing the heavy losses suffered by the Queen’s Shield.”

 Heavy losses, The warmth of Morten’s blood covered her palm. She rubbed it against her skirt, unable to remove the imagined stain.  

 “We need to get trustworthy soldiers into those positions as quickly as possible. As long as there are traitors on the loose, we can’t afford for you or Her Majesty to remain unguarded.”

 “Trustworthy soldiers…” Anna’s mind reeled, pulling her back to darker moments.

 “Is that a yes, ma’am?”

 She looked up to find Halldor watching her. “Yes. Yes, Admiral, do what you see fit.”

 “Thank you, ma’am.” Halldor tugged at his arm sling. “There is one more thing I would like to discuss, Your Highness.”

 “Go on.”

 “With the Lienz fleet’s surrender we’ve been overwhelmed with prisoners of war. They are currently being housed in a warehouse near the docks. Conditions are not ideal, and it is taking a great deal of food and supplies to house them. With Your Highness’s permission, I would like to take a few of their stripped-down ships, load them with as many non-commissioned soldiers and sailors as possible, and send them back to Lienz.”

 “No.”

 Halldor frowned at the reply. “May I at least send the wounded back?”

 “No.”

 “Your Highness, the longer they stay here the greater the risk of…”

 “If they are not pleased with their accommodations, they should have stayed in Lienz.” The chill in her voice could have rivaled Elsa’s ability to frost over a room.

 “Ma’am, we’ve no reason to keep them.”

 “They murdered our people! Why should they get to return safely to their homes and families?!” Anna’s heart began to race, blood roared in her ears.

 “Might I remind, Your Highness,” Halldor’s tone took on a eerie calmness. “the Queen promised no harm would come to them, if they surrendered. She promised them safe passage home.”

 “Then they should pray for her speedy recovery, because I made no such promise.” Muscles tightened along Anna’s jaw. Deep down she knew Halldor was right. Still, she refused to yield.

 “Princess Anna,” Halldor held her gaze. “to break the Queen’s surrender terms would be a great dishonor not only to Arendelle’s reputation, but that of the Queen’s. If word were to spread of Arendelle having failed to honor terms of surrender, we would be seen as little more than pirates upon the sea.”

 “Admiral,” Anna sat a little straighter, ignoring the throbbing in her ribs. She leveled a hard glare at him. “those men will stay where they are until the Queen is ready to decide their fates.”

 “Your Highness, I must…”

 “Enough!” Her fist slammed against the table with a solid thud. Pain shot through her hand, bringing with it a fresh wave of anger. She looked to each man as she spoke. “We have been attacked by traitors and thieves. I will not allow them to slink away in the night. The prisoners will stay where they are. I’ve made my decision.” She dared any of them to challenge her. None did. “We’ve nothing more to discuss. You may take your leave, gentlemen.”

 Heavy silence hovered over the room. Poul was the first to stand.

 The others followed suit, gathering their belongings in silence. Each gave Anna a curt bow before bolting for the door. Halldor tucked a leather satchel under his arm, and stepped to Anna’s side.

 “Princess Anna, I know you are hurting, physically, and in your heart. For the sake of your people, don’t let that pain blind you to a proper path.”

 She stared at the far wall, unable to meet his gaze. “Good day, Admiral.”

 His mouth opened to speak, instead he sighed, offering a bow. “Good day, Your Highness.”

 Walking away, his footsteps faded in the hallway.

 As the council room doors clicked shut Anna slumped over the table, pressing the heels of her hands against her eyes. The pulsing ache that had been building in her head grew stronger. Damnit! Damnit all to hell! I can’t even run a council meeting without screwing it up. Her head bowed, fingers running through her hair, before digging into the tender flesh beneath. Elsa what am I going to do? Three days. Three days and she hasn’t stirred. What if she doesn’t wake up? No. Stop it. She’s going to wake up. She has too. Tears burned her eyes, she blinked them back, raising her head. She has too. “Kai.”

 “Yes, Your Highness?” He appeared at her side.

 “Help me into the chair. Please.” She reached for him.

 “Yes, ma’am.” He slipped an arm around her waist helping her up. “Would you like to return to Her Majesty’s room?”

 “Yes, please.” She didn’t want to go back to Elsa’s room. She didn’t want to sit and wait, watching as her sister slowly slipped away.

 With a grunt, she settled into the chair, taking hold of the tiller. If only she could see Kristoff. She longed to feel the reassuring warmth of his hand in hers, but, that would have to wait as well. He’d gone into town to meet with the ice guild.

 She would have to wait for his return. What else could she do? It was what she was good at, after all she’d had a lifetime of practice.

[calypsoff]

Sixty Two. Part 3

I laughed out at my mother texting me; she is screaming in my messages that she saw me on the news. Locking my phone still smiling, how life has changed me and fast, I was just a nobody and came out of jail and now I’m front row at the Grammys, sitting next to my pregnant wife that just so happen to be Rihanna, to me that is wild because I am with Rihanna but when I say Robyn I feel better. I am sat on a row with famous people, very famous people but like Jay Z is sat on the row behind us, I would assume that he would have been sat in front but here I am, a normal nigga sat front row “what was you laughing at?” Robyn finally finished gossiping, I thought I would have left her to it and let her finish her little conversation “my mom’s text me screaming about seeing me on TV, saying how proud she is and how beautiful you look. She is doing the most, so I was laughing at that” I’m still in disbelief that I’m sat here “I love Joyce, she is so cute” rolling my eyes as Robyn said that because my mother be doing the most “so when you performing? I am only here for you, team Rihanna?” Robyn poked her lips out and placed her hand in mine “I am performing soon, and then again later in the show, don’t worry it won’t be that boring. You’re here for me” shaking my head “I don’t find it boring; I find it do surreal. Like that I am here with you, I think when I see this and I see the love you get, to see people go crazy over you it comes back to me that you’re not just anyone, to me you’re Robyn you know that but when I am here seeing what I am seeing, you’re so loved. It’s amazing to see the love you get” Robyn cooed out “oh and I saw your ex in the back, look like he got slapped in the face” Robyn would look behind her to check, she is stupid “can’t see being that far back, only losers sit in the back” Robyn is right.

Clapping my hands as Frank Ocean won an award, this is very much draining like seeing the people go up and collect their award and so, and so on. I am just waiting for Robyn to get her ass on stage, feeling a kiss to my cheek and then Robyn wiped my cheek. Looking over at Robyn grinning “I am super proud of you; you have really just supported me and just been there for me. Also put up with me” biting on my bottom lip “having to put up with the both of you” placing my hand on her bump “hey, the baby is the innocent one here. Just me, I have been very much emotional and doing the most and I know that I have and you have put up with me” nodding my head slowly, this photographer and camera crew just came right in front of us “just act normal” Robyn said in a whisper looking at the stage, she said act normal but I ended up looking into the camera licking my lips, is it live or something, but I mean the camera would be facing Frank not me. Everyone started clapping and then so did I, I have no idea what they were saying but the camera left, and the photographer remained “quick picture he said” looking at Robyn “sir, you” looking at him “oh” I smiled awkwardly “I will be going now to get ready to perform, just stay here. Rorrey will be out ok? Rich is here” nodding my head “kill it out there” pressing a kiss to her lips as she got up from the seat, watching Robyn walk off. Her booty has definitely come out and I am not even complaining “you’re my sister husband?” looking down the row seeing Kaye speaking to me “erm yeah” I said smiling “yeah, yeah. You treat my sister good” nodding my head agreeing.

Putting up two fingers at the camera as Rorrey took a picture of us “I really find these award shows boring unless my sister is winning something, they drag. Three hours for what, like what the fuck am I doing with myself. Shall I send this to you, or you just repost?” Rorrey asked “I will repost, and I know. I understand now, I am like wen is this ending but Robyn is coming out soon, like now?” I am sure she is; I think LL Cool J is announcing Robyn on the stage “she seemed nervous to you?” all I do is speak through people’ speech but I be bored “erm no, she was excited. I think she said because it’s her last for a while, she is going to enjoy it and have fun. But people in this place are fake bro, you got to know this shit. They aren’t real, they are just full of shit. It’s all a game, Robyn just keeps herself to herself and it’s the best way you know” Rorrey is right, and I do believe him when he says it “oh I think it’s Robyn’ turn” I pointed out “right now one of the biggest popstars on planet earth, and possibly elsewhere. Please welcome Rihanna” LL Cool J said, my smile grew and the screams from around the place was sharp, clapping my hands as the paino played the intro. Squinting my eyes to see what she is wearing because I don’t see her wearing ref “she is wearing black” I pointed, her bump looks so hidden unless you look from the side “she looks so good” I smiled, I know personally she was nervous about this. That is really my wife on that stage “woo!” I shouted clapping; I am about to make all the noise.

“Not really sure how to feel about it, something in the way you move” I sang along with Robyn, I mean of course I would. That is my wife, and I am her biggest fan “she looks so amazing” I am super proud of her, standing up as soon as her last note finished “yes Robyn!” I clapped my hands loudly as I could, the crowd gradually joined in. A standing ovation and Robyn stood there awkwardly as she put her head down, not knowing where to put her face. She is feeling shy, and I do not blame her. She bowed her head and turned off “where does she go now?” I asked, do I go there to meet her or wait here “she will go backstage to get changed or come back here in just the new outfit” sitting back down, I just want to know that she is ok. That is what means the most to me, sitting back down on the seat “Robyn is invited to the afterparty, but she said she is going to decline but I really want her to go, she was already complaining about being tired” that sounds about right with Robyn, to complain about being tired already. So is Robyn coming back out or not, I am not even sure now, but I got Rorrey here with me.

Robyn and Rorrey changed places, she is back finally “took your time” Robyn is still wearing the black dress, she huffed out “I was so nervous actually, so nervous that I was sick backstage” my eyes widened, she didn’t seem it “really? You was that nervous? You didn’t seem it at all, are you ok?” how could I not notice that, but she looked fine “I have perfected the art of looking just fine Chris so don’t worry about it, I got on with it and I did it, what you think, did I do well?” nodding my head “amazing, a little scratchy here and there” she hit my arm as I laughed out “I am joking, stop it” shaking my head, Robyn and I are so deep in conversation that we didn’t realise that Rakim is on stage, for what exactly I am not sure. That nigga is tiny as hell “how you date a man so short?” I had to say it “because I didn’t wear heels when around him” good answer, I guess “here are the nominees for best contemporary album” he said “oh god, really. I hope I don’t win now” Robyn sat back “what do you mean?” she was going to turn to me but there is a camera right there “is this your category?” she nodded her head, this is messy. I feel like this was done on purpose, frowning at the screen trying not to scowl too much but this is fucked up.

The crowd clapped as the videos ended “lot of good contenders in this category” I will knock his little ass out “and the winner is” clenching my jaw hoping my praying she misses out, I rather she misses out then her go up there to that nigga. I am annoyed as hell “the beautiful Rihanna” I sighed out, it would be her. Looking over at Robyn as I got up and clapped my hands, clapped more in anger then anything “congratulations” I said as Robyn hugged me, I guess she got to put a show on now. Robyn walked off to go to the stage but there is steps she needs to go up, going around the cameraman and going up behind Robyn “let me help you up” I said, holding Robyn’ hand as I walked up the steps with her “thank you baby” not going to lie I am sweating knowing everyone is staring, jogging back down the steps and making my way back to the seat. Looking behind me, Robyn gave him a hug, she hugged him. I hate that nigga, sitting down in a huff “wow, another Grammy” she giggled “thank you, I just want to thank my team. They have been tirelessly working day and night for me, to get this album out I had to move the team in the home, and it was a different feel. I want to thank god for blessing me in so many ways” she pointed at her bump, the crowd cheered “and my husband for putting up with my hard working schedule and the moments where I am away and having to deal with a lot. He made me a mother and a wife all in one and I think this is a good maternity leave present” Robyn laughed “thank you” clapping as she walked off.

Pulling a face seeing Rorrey “you back again?” where the hell is Robyn “she is performing again nigga, you got me. Smile” side eyeing him, it’s a break right now “I was about to go and see some of the OVO niggas” Robyn probably couldn’t be bothered to come back out after the award collecting, making my way towards Drake “you walk so slow, like the break is literally over. So are you coming to the afterparty?” Drake asked “erm no, I don’t think I will be. Why, anything good happening” I mean he did ask “just was asking, so what do you think to you coming to Canada, play some basketball and hang out. Kyrie is coming, we can just hang out? Also I have some gear for you too, pick it up” that sounds so good “your house is dope as hell, I am coming. You know that I will, and if Kyrie is there I am there, I don’t want to break your ankles now. I need some real ass basketball platers” Drake pushed me “shut up, it was one mistake but cool. I will text you the date, better sit back down now” they starting again, I kind of get what Rorrey means by this shit being so long because I am tired as hell, this is for Robyn of course.

Squinting my eyes, there is Bruno and some white man on stage, and I refuse to get up because I just like to see Robyn. Bopping my head and Rorrey laughed out “I noticed it, you always start moving when the camera comes around” I chuckled “you notice, I just need to look happy. These shoes are hurting my feet too, I think Robyn is coming out. Getting up seeing my beautiful wife, she has arrived to make the stage even better. I wolf whistled “she looks amazing” bopping my head smiling, I probably look so whipped, but I don’t care “could you be loved” I sang, this is actually amazing that I have forgotten about my feet hurting. Squinting my eyes, Robyn better calm her ass down dancing like that on stage “she ain’t letting no baby get in the way” Rorrey said, he is right, but she needs to not do that, but she is.

It took me forever to get backstage, like so fucking long. They wouldn’t let me or even Rorrey there until weird enough, Jay Z helped us. He was like I know these two, the security guard was racist, I am just saying that. He knew who we was, he tried to make out we can only be in the crowd like I was a damn fan, I was getting annoyed and then Rorrey was too until Jay just came out of nowhere and said one word, now we here “I was calling you, what happed?” she is calling me but there I was trying to get here “little sis, we was trying too. Security was trying to make out we was fans, Jay had to help us” sitting down next to Robyn “aint there no slides here? My feet hurt” leaning down untying my laces “don’t do that, honestly it makes it worse. Just let’s go home, there is no slides here” I guess she has a point “you had to hug your ex?” I had to say it “it was not a hug, it was more like a awkward one, just a side one. I had too, I gave the other guy a hug, it was nothing. I literally gave you a shoutout so don’t” she has a point, but I dislike that nigga “true but I just want to say, how proud I am of Robyn, she killed it out there and then won an awards, now it’s time for you to relax. Enjoy the pregnancy, it’s your time twin” placing my arm around her “awww thank you poppa” besides that shit I am proud of Robyn.

[bbparker]

BTS of I Found You (Loki Laufeyson)

2,200 Followers celebration!

A/N: sorry this is late! I’m terrible but its all updates from here! I figured i’d release this before all of my other... things ahaha love you all and I cant wait for you all to see all my new works!

Warning: SLIGHT spoilers for my fic :D

//Masterlist//

“Welcome everybody! I know it’s an early morning but let us try and get through these two scenes before lunch, okay?” Parker asks, looking down at some of her actors.

Tom to the side and (y/n) sitting in the lazy clothes a few chairs from him.

“Is there any questions before we start?” The director asked, giving (y/n) a side glance as she knew the girl would definitely have a question. As promised (y/n)’s hand went up as Parker nodded for her to continue.

“Look I read the script and it’s not looking good, Parker. I mean, why, in the ending does (y/n) and Loki have-”

“(Y/n), darling, let's not question it. It’s a great ending!” Tom interrupted smirking at her. With playfully narrowed eyes, (y/n) laughed lightly.

“For you maybe, Hiddleston. You get to go-” Parker quickly interrupted the actress, huffing.

“Just roll with it (y/n). I swear it’ll make sense later on.”

“If you’re sure…”

——————

“Going for a take! Camera? Sound? Mark it!”

“This is scene 1A, take 1” The clapperboard sounded as all waited in anticipation for the very first scene to begin.

“Annnnd, action!” Parker yelled. The camera moved and took in Chris walking in to witness (y/n) being disturbed by the character ‘Jeremy’.

“I’ll give you five seconds to remove your hand from my girlfriend before I kick your ass seven ways to kingdom come.”

“Look, man, no problem. I didn’t know she had a boyfriend, let alone one that isn’t her soulmate.”

The atmosphere changed as Parker was aware that (y/n) had started making face at Chris because the camera wasn’t on her.

“Yet, if she didn’t I’d still kick your ass. Especially if I was her soulmate. Didn’t your momma ever teach you it’s not nice to touch girls without their permission-”When Chris paused during his line, Parker watched as a smile crept up his face before he finally broke into a laugh. (Y/n) turned to face the camera behind her with her face pulled together to make a fish face with cross eyes.

Hands on her face, Parker called. “Let's go again!”

—————

“Okay first scene together, we can do this right?”

“Yes, we have great chemistry.”

“Are you flirting-“

“Action!”

“It’s you…”

“Excuse you?”

“You’re Loki?”

“Sorry, did you want Thor? I have his number?” Tom pulled out a phone as (y/n) broke into laughter and head was thrown back as she clapped.

“Cut! My gosh, someone get me a coffee!” Parker’s head was thrown back, ready to go back to bed after all of this. The various makeup artists, costume and hair stylists stepping in the fix up the slightly windswept hair.

“Stop making me laugh Tom, this is serious!” (y/n) slapped his arm, making Tom laugh.

“Well, if I’m too charming for you-”

”Action!”

“You’re Loki?” She narrowed her eyes slightly.

“You weren’t listening.” Loki deadpanned.

“No! no, sorry I was I was… it's just… well-”

“Spit it out, mortal.” Tom completed his blocking by moving ever closer. (Y/n) showed the Loki character her ‘tattoo’ behind her ear as Loki stepped forward. The camera on (y/n)’s face, Loki out of focus behind her.

“Why pray ask, would you, a Midgardian, have my name in our ancient language behind your ear?” (Y/n) turned back quickly only to come within a very close distance of his face.

“Do you truly not know what…” Knowing that Parker was about to yell cut (y/n) quickly got her last words in.

“Do you truly not know what I had for lunch? It was a romantic moment between us Tom! Dammit!” Multiple laughs echoed amongst the film crew, Parker simply throwing her script down and walking away for a nap.

———

Now came for the moment Tom would carry her over his shoulder. Picking her up as the rigs slightly took the weight off of his shoulder, Tom adjusted slightly before asking (y/n) if she was okay.

“Yup, let's get this show on the road! By the way, its a nice view from here if I do say so, Tom!”

“Action!”

Tom/Loki started walking over the rubble as (y/n) delivered her lines.

“Release me, or I swear by all that is mighty I will tear you limb from limb. God or not, do not test me Loki beca-” He tripped, taking (y/n) down with him.

Wheezing out any air remaining in her lungs, a worried Tom stood and looked down at her.

“Holy shit, (y/n), are you okay?” She simply laughed and wheezed.

“Were there always four of you?” Parker comes running up next to them, excited. “Wow, that might make the final cut!” (Clearly it did not make the final cut)

“Your concern for me is overwhelming Parker. I swear after this is over, my mental health will be out the window…” Parker shrugs and mumbles, “most likely.”

————

“Alright! The final scene, 25C, take 1.”

The camera inches in slowly as (y/n) and Loki stand opposite each other.

“Where am I?” Tom asks as Loki, slowly inching forward, towards the beautiful maiden at the end of the bridge.

“Where do you think you are?”

“It looks like home, but it's not. You look like you’re here, but that's impossible. You reside far from me, this must be a dream.”

“Would you rather be elsewhere?”

“Nowhere.”

“Nowhere?” (y/n) was confused, this wasn’t in the script but knowing Tom sometimes improvised for Loki she went along in character. Loki/Tom stepped closer, the camera pausing as they moved slightly around (y/n) to capture Loki/Tom’s emotion. A slow and hesitant hand came to lightly touch a familiar braid in (y/n)’s hair, dark and light meeting.

Parker screams cut and nearly runs herself into a wall out of frustration.

“Hiddleston! I thought we talked about not giving away the ending to ANYONE, not even your counterpart. The Russo brothers would have my ass.” Tom simply shrugs and laughs at the now pouting (y/n).

“Unfair.” She mumbles.

Parker swiftly turned to face the camera recording behind the scenes as she smiles devilishly. Swiftly she swipes her hand across and turns the camera off. A black screen remains.

MASTERLIST

I FOUND YOU - LL

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Scattered Thoughts on Lost Light 12 Interlude

Because I said I would also cover this. Sorry it’s later than I expected it would be. Spoilers beneath the cut.

THE SCAVENGERS ARE BACK! MY TRASH CHILDREN! THANK YOU!

Ahem. Yes! The Scavengers are back and I, along with many I’m sure, are incredibly happy to see them though of course you’d know this. You’re reading this after all. This was so unexpected but such a welcome surprise, so let’s get into it!

Just a quick note, but the art style change is kinda weird. Wonder what the decision was behind that (what with the completely different artist for those pages).

Grimlock is finally out and about with the rest of the Scavengers like he’s an actual member and that’s great. No one seems to be nervous around him. He’s just there. It’s perfect. It’s how it should be.

Throughout the whole four pages we get, Crankcase seems to be a lot more expressive, smiley and overall less grumpy. Guess the time he spent with Cons4eva did good things for him. I’m glad.

It’s just my shipper heart talking, but I like that Krok and Spinister were off exploring elsewhere together. <3 (Spinister not being too tall for that doorway also makes me happy for some reason)

Krok insulting Misfire’s aim is great. Misfire’s comment makes me wonder how much he does it. To be fair, I think I’d constantly insult Misfire’s aim if he shot me too.

I wonder where those reports of ununtrium came from and if that’s even important (I’ll mention this more later).

Pretend adventures is such a Scavengers thing. I love it so much. Don’t leave Spinister out of the fun though!

What even is scale? Inconsistent is what it is, but if this panel is anything to go by, Fulcrum is the shortest (assuming everyone is at the same depth), not Krok like I formerly believed. An adorable family.

So when I first read this, I was personally kinda confused as to how the Scavengers wouldn’t have realized what was going on, but then I read back through and realized that Fulcrum had noted that the base was soundproofed. It’s also worth mentioning that we should actually know that this planet (Frayus) had the Black Block Consortia and the Galactic Council on it since the LL received a distress call from the planet last issue.

Krok... honey. That’s... That’s not what you should have called it (I laughed harder than I should have). Fulcrum still being disgusted by organics is great though.

Deathsaurus, Nickel, and Leokaiser also in the same issue? This is great.

Speaking of which, I thought combiners were supposed to kinda be far and few in the IDW verse? Wonder why the Breastforce can combine... and why they didn’t back on Necroworld.

Crankcase’s vehicle mode is so blue... and I love it. Glad we finally get to see it.

Wait wait wait, Nickel outranks Deathsaurus now. I would ask about that, but Jro already addressed this on his twitter. I suppose Deathsaurus giving her control makes sense but... is she capable of taking on that roll? She hasn’t really been in combat all that often. I don’t think she has that experience? (I could be totally wrong, in which case cool) Good for her though!

Deathsaurus’s comment about a third party being involved is very interesting and I’ll come back to it later.

Nickel, what is that vehicle form? It’s cute but... what? Apparently she’s a quad-changer too?

And that basically gets us to the end of the interlude (unless you want to talk about this issue adding to the whole Spinister’s hand changing color thing)! We’re left with the Scavengers being saved by a mysterious party and Nickel accidentally joining them, so the obvious question is who is that party? Here’s my silly speculation:

All we know for sure is that the Scavengers, or at least Krok, know them given Krok’s comment of recognition. Okay that helps to narrow it down, but how can we be sure that it’s someone we the readers know? Honestly we can’t really, but I’m willing to bet that we know whoever saved them. They’re probably either someone we’ve met or someone that works for someone we’ve met. Who is that though?

One possibility is that it’s Brainstorm. We know the Scavengers have had contact with him and we know that at least Grimlock is going to play into this story in a big way.

This is Drift’s vision from LL 1. Grimlock is involved (which we could have honestly guessed all the way in MTMTE 46) and it seems like most everyone in the comic is going to eventually meet up. This would be a good way to get the Scavengers together with the Rod Squad. However, I think it’s unlikely since the Rod Squad seems to be dealing with their own issues going on if LL 13 is any indication (though I suppose it’s possible that that issue is happening before this interlude).

Another possibility is that it’s Fort Max. We know the Luna 1 crew has a space bridge and if a distress call was sent out, Fort Max probably would come help. However, that just seems unlikely. I don’t think that that’s what Fort Max would say to them if he was trying to rescue them. I also don’t think he’d do so by way of portal.

Next idea is that it’s Deathsaurus’s crew, but I highly doubt that since I’d think that they’d be more concerned with saving Nickel than the Scavengers. They’re also currently fighting so...

It could possibly be Overlord? Last we knew Overlord was working for the Galactic Council and assuming he is still working for them, it’d make sense for him to be here (more sense than Fort Max probably would). However, given the Scavengers’ willingness to go with this mysterious third party, I’m inclined to doubt it’s Overlord. At the very least I’m sure Grimlock would be against going.

Here’s a wild idea, but what if it was Megatron? Really I got no proof as to why it’d be him, but it’d be an interesting way to reintroduce him to the story because I don’t think he’s going to be left in the functionalist verse forever.

Now here’s who I really think it is: Scorponok. Scorponok was revealed to be the Grand Architect and is likely also responsible for all the other stuff going on with this symbol.

That links us directly to Grimlock since he’s the one that drew this. Not only that, but those three words under the symbol are the same three that Drift saw in his vision.

What else was in that vision? Sparkeaters World sweepers, just like Scorponok was shown to use. So great. We have a link but why does that mean that I think Scorponok is the one that rescued them? Well before I get into my silly speculation points, I’ll just say this. Grimlock was found on a world sweeper and given how he’s been drawing that symbol, it’s pretty easy to guess that Scorponok had something to do with what happened to Grimlock. You remember how way back in MTMTE 45, Demus wanted to buy Grimlock for a stupid sum of money? Well, while it wasn’t specifically stated, we can guess it was because whoever was behind that symbol (who we now know is, at least partially, Scorponok) wanted him back since Demus was working for them. So! We know that Scorponok (or whoever he’s possibly working for) wants Grimlock back. What better way to do that then to save the Scavengers from harms way and promise them everything they could ever want? Now on to possibly sillier speculation. Remember how I mentioned earlier that Deathsaurus commented earlier on a mysterious third party being involved in taking over one of his raw materiel sources? It could be Scorponok! He’s gearing up for something and it’s really hard to say what, but again, I don’t have any sort of direct proof I can point to to say that this is why I think that. What’s more interesting is to me Krok’s comment earlier about rumors. It’s maybe possible that Scorponok lured the Scavengers here with these rumors. After all, it all seems a bit convenient that the WAP’s transport would stop working and just as the Scavengers are trying to figure out what to do, another portal shows up in their exact location to save them. Now if you want to skip to the end be my guest, but I have speculation (which is honestly probably a bit of a stretch) about who the Scavengers heard their rumor from. Back in MTMTE 45, Krok mentions a couple members of Triple M who are more successful than he is. Agonizer is one of those mechs. We met Agonizer in LL 8 on Troja Major where Scorponok was also seen. Unlike Demus, we don’t really have anything that links Agonizer to Scorponok though (unless I’m forgetting something) which is why I say it’s a stretch... but maybe, just maybe, Scorponok was able to use Agonizer, someone Krok knew, to lure the Scavengers to Freyus with promises of fortune. After all, if it really is him, he does offer them everything they’ve every wanted does he not? TLDR: I loved the interlude a lot and it has a lot of mysteries to it. I can’t wait to see what happens in LL 14 and I really hope the Scavengers will be okay... but! My bet is on the mysterious savior being Scorponok, but who knows. I could be wrong. I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.

[81scorp]

Constructive criticism: The last airbender (2010)

Ah yes, Avatar the last airbender.

Back in the mid 2000`s I saw a trailer for this series and thought that it looked interesting.

Then I got the chance to see a few episodes and thought: "This is pretty good."

Then after I saw the first season I thought: "This isn`t good. It`s great!"

Then I heard that there was gonna be a live action movie. This COULD be good... And it was gonna be directed by M. Night Shyamalan, who at that time had made a few bad movies.

But it could still work, I thought. In the beginning of his career he had made a few GOOD movies and this could be the one where he gets good again. It could still work.

I was wrong.

Let`s do an autopsy, see what went wrong and how it could have been better.

Book one: The racebending

The Avatar world is different from our world, yes. But it is clearly based on cultures from our world. Katara and Sokka`s culture is clearly based on innuit culture. Couldn`t hey have casted innuit actors or at least asian actors? In a time where there are so few roles for asian actors to play, why cast white actors to play characters who`s names and cultures clearly scream "I`m asian! I`m asian!"?

Book two: General problems

The movie`s problem is not just in the casting. Let`s say that Aang, Katara and Sokka were played by asian actors but everything else in the movie was left unchanged. A bad movie is still a bad movie, no matter what the ethnicity of the actors are.

So, what are the general problems?

Too much stuff: Too much stuff crammed into a running time that is not long enough to give the plot room to breathe or take the time it needs. The result? The pacing is too fast and the movie is forced to use voice overs to tell us things that the movie didn`t have the time to show us. Not the best thing to do in a visual medium where you should show and not tell. I would remove some plot elements that are not needed and increase the running time.

Fight scenes shot in one take: This is not inherently a bad thing as long as you know what you are doing. Which is not the case in this case. The wide shots show how poorly planned the choreography is as the actors are just standing there waiting for their turn. I`m not an expert on fight choreography or shooting cool fight scenes so my suggestion in this case would be to ask someone who is an expert in that area when making this movie.

The acting: Better actors, better directing or both.

And yes there`s the thing about how the movie deviates from the show. A movie doesn`t have to be super faithful to the source material as long as the changes make it better or at least doesn`t make it worse. That being said, changing the firebenders to be reliant on external fire makes them less threatening as villains. There are many more things that I can complain about on this topic but I don`t have all day and neither do you.

So I`m just gonna skip to the part where I tell you about how this movie could have been if I could travel back in time and fix the script.

Book three: The plot

Sokka and Katara is out hunting for food. They argue a little and then they find a giant iceberg that seems to contain some giant animal. (Maybe its edible?) Katara breaks the ice and a bright column of light shoots high into the sky when it cracks. Out comes a young boy named Aang and a six-legged, giant bison.

Zuko sees the column of light and orders his crew to head toward the light, (despite protests from his uncle Iroh) insisting that the light was emitted by the Avatar.

Katara takes (despite protests from Sokka) Aang with her home to their village. She shows Aang around the place and tells him a little about the village`s history. She shows him an old, abandoned Fire Nation ship. Aang goes into it to investigate and triggers a booby trap that fires a flare rocket. Now zuko knows where they are.

Zuko`s ship arrives at their village. Sokka tries to fight Zuko but is easily defeated. Zuko orders the villagers to surrender the Avatar to him. Aang steps forward and tries to be diplomatic, asking Zuko to leave. Zuko refuses and launches a series of fire blasts at Aang. Aang is able to defend himself with airbending, but after a few seconds, realizing that Zuko's attacks would inevitably strike the people he has befriended, he agrees to come if Zuko spares the villagers life.

Sokka and Katara follows the ship on Appa. Aang breaks free, fights the guards and Zuko, falls from the ship, almost drowns, goes into an Avatar state and uses waterbending to survive. Sokka and Katara arrives just in time to catch him and bring him to safety.

Somewhere else: It`s night, the moon shines, a samall baby is lowered into a pool of water. It doesn`t show any signs of life. Her dark hair turns white, she opens her eyes and screams. Her parents sigh a sigh of relief: their child is alive.

A young woman with white hair wakes up, she looks at the moon from her window (what we just saw was her dream). Elsewhere: Aang looks at the moon. He and his friends have found a place to camp for the night. Aang remembers his old mentor Monk Gyatso who taught him the virtues and responsibility of being an air nomad, but also the importance of having fun. Aang smiles, closes his eyes and sleeps.

Aang and his friends arrives at the southern air temple. Aang, who believes that the temple is only temporarily evacuated and that the monks will return any minute, gives Sokka and Katara a guided tour of his home. Katara who knows better worries about how Aang will react when he finds out the truth.

They come to a room that Aangs never been inside before. Inside the room are statues of people who have been Avatars before Aang. The latest statue is one of the firebender Roku. Aang touches the Roku statue and acts as if a ghost just passed through him. They continue the guided tour, Aang meets a lemur that he names Momo, then he finally discovers that monk Gyatso (and other monks that he knew) have been dead for several years. His sorrow turns into anger and he goes into the Avatar state, Katara consoles and calms him down.

Where should they go now? Sokka thinks that they should try the Northern water tribe. It`s worth a shot. they continue their journey.

Zuko and Iroh dock at an island controlled by the fire nation to repair their ship. Admiral Zhao, who is in charge at the island starts to put two and two together and relizes that Zuko has found the Avatar. After some more questioning he finds out that the Avatar is just a child, and that Zuko fought said child and lost. He provokes Zuko and calls him pathetic, Zuko challenges him to an agni kai.

Zhao and Zuko fight. At first Zhao gets the upper hand, then Zuko gets the upper hand. Zhao falls to the ground and Zuko has a chance to burn him but chooses not to do so. Even in exile, he has proved himself to be more honorable than Zhao.

When they leave the island Zuko realizes that a contest has just started between him and Zhao over who will be the first to capture the Avatar.

Aang and his friends set up camp for the night. They talk a little, Aang reveals that he eavesdropped on a conversation between the monks where he found out the heavy burden and the responsibility that comes with being the Avatar. He ran away, flew into a storm and froze himself and Appa in a giant block of ice. Katara and Sokka understands.

Night. Aang sleeps. Roku comes to him in a dream, tells him about Sozin`s comet and about the Avatar state. If he gets killed in the Avatar state the cycle will be broken and the Avatar will not be reincarnated. Aang understands.

Next day: they walk through the woods, get ambushed, captured and taken to a village by the Kyoshi warriors. Aangs explains that he is friendly and that he was once Lady Kyoshi. After this expanation he and his friends are treated as guests. Suki teaches Sokka to fight better. (Since this would be a 2 hr movie and not a 20 episodes long series I think I`ll skip the part where Sokka is dressed in a Kyoshi outfit.) One of the villagers sees that Katara is of the water tribe and gives her an old water bending scroll. Katara is overjoyed, this is just what she needed! Zuko and his soldiers attack the village, set fire to a few houses and a cabbage salesman gets his cart destroyed.

Cabbage salesman: MY CABBAGEES!!

Aang and his friends put out the fires caused by the fire nation soldiers and get Zuko to chase them so he can draw them away from the village. Then they shake him off through some daring risky manouvers that make Sokka lose his lunch. They get some time to rest that Katara uses to study the scroll and practice and improve her water bending. Doing so helps her to teach Aang the basics of water bending. She also discovers that she can use water bending to heal injuries.

Elsewhere: Onboard Zuko`s ship. Iroh tells the crew that the burnscar on Zuko`s face was the result of a duel with his own father, who had taken offense when Zuk spoke up in a meeting to oppose a plan to sacrifice fire nation soldiers. Zuko may not know where Aang is now but he knows where he is heading. Unfortunately, so does Zhao who is following Zuko`s ship. Shao reveals to one of his soldiers that several years ago he found a scroll in an ancient library that revealed that wate benders get their power from the moon. So in order to take out an army of water benders on their home turf he`s just gonna have to take out the moon. "How do you take out the moon?" wonders the soldier. Zhao (looking at a scroll with a yin and yang symbol of it): "Oh there`s a way."

Elsewhere: Aang and the gang arrive at the Northern water tribe. They are greeted as guests. Princess Yue (The woman with white hair that we saw earlier.) acts as their guide, shows them around and tells them what they need to know. Sokka asks about her hair.

She tells them that when she was born she was very weak, barely alive. The moon gave some of it`s power to her to save her life.

A little later Katara and Aang wants to train with Pakku, the water bending master of the northern water tribe. He refuses to train Katara because sexism. Princess Yue shows up and orders him to let Katara train, he reluctantly agrees.

Yue and Sokka get some time together. He tells her a joke that makes her laugh and she tells him a joke that makes him laugh.

Katara and Aang train and improve their water bending skills.

Fire nation ships show up, the northpole gets ready for war.

Fire nation troops invade, there`s a big battle. Aang can`t join the fight, he could die and is too important. He wants to do something. As the nearly full moon hangs in the night sky, Yue tells Aang and Katara that the moon taught waterbending to the people of the Water Tribes as they observed its push and pull on the ocean. Aang realizes that if he could find a place to meditate he could ask the moon and ocean spirits. Yue knows a place.

She takes the gang to a garden surrounded on all sides by towering walls of ice. Aang, sensing the tranquility of the oasis, begins to meditate at the base of the oasis pool, which contains a black and a white koi fish encircling each other. Aang leaves his body.

Zuko shows up and kidnaps Aang`s body. Katara fights him but is defeated. After Zuko leaves with Aang`s body Katara gets up and together with Sokka and Yue she chases after Zuko.

In the spirit world Aang meets Avatar Roku who guides himthrough the spirit world to find a spirit who knows about the moon and ocean spirits.

Zuko is wading through the snow with Aang`s body. He sees a cave where he can take shelter (and bind Aang in case he wakes up). In the spirit world Aang finds the cave where the spirit who can help him lives: Koh the face stealer. Roku reminds Aang to not show any emotions or Koh will steal his face.  Sokka, Katara, and Yue continue to look for Aang in the blizzard with the help of Appa.

Ang meets Koh who, while he talks, tries to manipulate Aang into showing emotions. Aang keeps a calm and stoic face.

He asks Koh to help him find the moon and ocean spirit, Koh tells Aang the spirits' names – Tui (push) and La (pull) and tells Aang that he has already met them. Aang realizes the spirits' mortal identities upon hearing Koh's  analogous reference to yin and yang and his face lights up; Koh, hearing  the uplift in Aang's tone, whirls around to face him, only to find that  Aang has caught himself, narrowly avoiding losing his face. Aang politely and calmly leaves Koh`s cave and then hurries back to the gateway where he entered the spirit world.

At the Water Tribe, night has fallen, and the full moon has risen,  enhancing the power of the waterbending warriors as they do battle with  the soldiers of the Fire Nation.

Aang's spirit returns to the oasis in the Northern Water Tribe, finds that his body is not there, is then pulled to his body through the sky, rushing to his body in the form of a  streak of light. Katara, on Appa's back as she searches for Aang, sees  and realizes it is Aang's spirit. They turn Appa to follow the light as  it reaches the cave where Zuko is hiding with Aang's body. His  spirit rejoins his body, and after a short, curt exchange with Zuko,  Aang escapes from the cave with some airbending. Zuko manages to catch the still-bound Aang, but Appa lands next to them and Katara jumps down and knocks Zuko out with some snowbending. As Aang`s gang and Yue prepare to leave, Aang hesitates;  not wanting to leave Zuko to freeze to death, he takes his body into the saddle before they depart.

Reaching the oasis, Zhao removes the white koi from its pond; as he  hoists it over his head in triumph, the full moon above transforms,  turning from white to blood-red. Immediately, the waterbending warriors  lose their bending abilities, and the Fire Nation troops begin to push  forward. Yue, on Appa's back, begins to feel faint. Aang feels it as  well.

Zhao arrogantly applauds his own efforts to fulfill his "destiny". He is interrupted by Aang, who has arrived with the others and stands opposite Zhao. Aang  pleads with Zhao to consider his actions, Iroh appears,  agrees with Aang and promises Zhao, "Whatever you do to that  spirit, I'll unleash on you ten-fold." He then orders Zhao to release  the fish, preparing to fight.  

Zhao is about to put the fish back, but then kills it with fire, and destroys the moon.

The world goes dark. Iroh unleashes his firebending on Zhao and his guards, easily defeating the soldiers but inadvertently allows Zhao himself to escape.

Yue mourns the loss of the moon spirit. Aang goes into the avatar state, steps into the pool and together with the ocean spirit he takes the form of a massive glowing koi fish. It unleashes its wrath upon the invaders, wiping them out and clearing the city of enemy soldiers. With the city clear, the koi makes its way toward the sea.  

Meanwhile, Zhao slips through the deserted streets, trying to escape; he  is suddenly attacked by a newly freed and infuriated Zuko. Zuko realizes that the darkening of the moon must be Zhaos work. They fight.

In the oasis, where the group has given up hope of saving Tui, Iroh notices, with astonishment, that Yue has been touched by the Moon  Spirit, and that as a result, some of its life force is within her; Yue  affirms this, then decides that she should try to restore Tui  to life by giving hers to it. Sokka, upset by this idea, protests. Yue knows that she has to do this, kisses Sokka, steps into he pool, gives her lifeforce to the fish and dies.

The fish is alive, the moon comes back, the giant koi sees this, ends its violent rampage, places Aang atop the outer wall as it moves back through the Water Tribe city. On its way back it sees Zhao, still dueling with Zuko. It grabs him and picks him up. Zuko, forgetting the duel, tries to help Zhao, reaching out a hand to him, but Zhao stubbornly refuses to take it, and he is pulled beneath the water and disappears.

The next day Aang, Sokka and Katara prepares for their next journey. Pakku, impressed by Katara`s efforts gives her a bottle of water from the spirit oasis, said to have special healing properties. You never know, it could be useful.

Far away from the city on a simple catamaran (their ship got destroyed in the battle with the Northern watertribe), Zuko rests, gathering his strength and preparing himself for the next round of his hunt for the Avatar.

Aang, Sokka and Katara fly away on Appa to the next adventure.

In the Fire Nation, Fire Lord Ozai imparts the knowledge of Iroh's treasonous behavior and Zuko's failure to his daughter, Azula, and entrusts her with a special task as she looks up at him, a smile on her face.

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Deviation nr: 136 Written stuff nr: 34

As I wrote this CC I realized that it is hard to make a good movie based on ATLA. You have to know what to cut and what to keep.Also, to be honest I got really lazy. Some of the text in this editorial is just copy pasted from the avatar fandom wiki.

And as usual: English is not my first language, so apologies for any mistakes I`ve made in spelling, grammar or sentence structures. Avatar the last airbender is created by Michael Dante DiMartino and Bryan Konietzko

[socialsymphony]

Seth sighs. Of course this is his life, of course. He illuminates the screen on his phone again to check the time, and to see if any of the numerous messages he’s sent have been answered. It’s almost 2:30 in the morning, there are exactly zero messages, and his phone only has 8% of its battery life left. He curses under his breath, shoving his phone back into his pocket. It’s not going to do him a lot of good anymore. Of all the places to get locked inside, it had to be a grocery store.

A fucking grocery store, all because he was too absorbed in reading the nutritional facts on almost every item he picked up to hear the store closing announcements. He hadn’t even realized the store was closing until all the lights went dim, and then he was abandoning his shopping cart, rushing to the front of the store, only for all the doors to be locked and for there to be no one in sight. He’s sent a text to everyone he could think of, but no one’s bothered to reply. Probably because it’s Friday night, and he’s the only loser not out at the bar, or at some party getting drunk. Seth settles back against the wall, legs pulled up to his chest. He’s tired and frustrated and he wants to go fucking home, and he doesn’t even know what time the store opens, how much longer he has to sit here. He feels pathetic for wanting to cry, but his dog and cat have been at home alone for too many hours now, and they need to be fed and his dog needs to be taken out, and he’s such a fuck up, who gets locked in a fucking grocery store? The distant sound of footsteps has Seth on alert, breath trapped in his lungs. He doesn’t move, doesn’t breathe, doesn’t even blink. He thought he was alone, but apparently there’s someone else in the store with him, and he doesn’t know if he wants to cry in excitement or fear. The footsteps draw closer, and Seth whips his head from side to side, until the owner of the footsteps is standing in front of him. ”What are you doing down there?” The voice is deep, raspy, and it somehow suits the guy standing in front of him. He’s tall, probably around Seth’s height, with broad shoulders and a slim waist, dressed in a pair of faded jeans and a plain white t-shirt. His hair is a dark blonde mess of short curls, and he has a few days of stubble on his chin. ”Got locked in,” Seth says, simple and straightforward. “You?” The guy laughs, and his whole face lights up, deep pockets of dimples carved into his cheeks. “Man, I thought I was the only one with that kinda luck. Get kinda lost in my head sometimes, y’know? Missed the closin’ announcements apparently. Got tired of sittin’ on my ass, so I decided to walk around. Didn’t exactly expect to find anyone else, though.” ”Nah, not just you,” Seth says, for lack of anything better to say. ”Mind if I sit…?” ”Seth. And no, man, go ahead.” Seth gestures at the space of floor in front of him, an invitation for the guy to sit. ”Seth. Alright, name’s Dean.” Dean sits and stretches his legs out until the soles of his boots are almost touching Seth’s feet. “So, what do you do, Seth? When you’re not trapped in grocery stores.” Seth laughs softly. “I’m a personal trainer. Was doing some late night shopping for one of my clients, and next thing I knew, the fucking lights were going out and the doors were locked.” Dean gives Seth an obvious once over, and he feels warm down to his toes. “Huh. I do construction. Me and my friend, his dad owns the company or whatever.” Seth tries not to stare at Dean’s shoulders, tries not to imagine his white shirt soaked through with sweat, the way it would cling to the breadth of his shoulders, highlight the slim trim of his waist, how his hands, undoubtedly rough with calluses, would feel moving over his skin. It must not have worked, because when Seth brings himself to meet Dean’s gaze, Dean is smirking at him, an eyebrow quirked. Seth flushes, clears his throat. “Time’s this place open?” ”6, I think,” Dean replies. “Got somewhere important you need to be?” Seth’s pretty sure Dean’s asking if he has someone waiting at home for him, which, no, he doesn’t, and he hasn’t for months. “My dog and cat have been at home alone all night.” Dean hisses out a breath. “Well, shit,” he says, which, yeah, pretty much sums it up. “Rome’s probably snorin’ like a fuckin’ Mack truck right now. Won’t even notice I’m gone.” It feels like Seth’s heart drops to the pit of his stomach. Of course. Of course Dean is taken. Why wouldn’t he be? He’s all kinds of mindblowingly attractive. ”Is Rome your boyfriend?” Seth asks anyway, trying not to sound like a jealous teenager. Dean laughs, a loud, raucous thing. “Roman? God, no. He’s been datin’ this girl for like, 3 years. Pretty sure he’s gonna pop the question soon, and if he doesn’t, imma have to beat some sense into him. Girl’s perfect for him. But uh, no, he’s the one whose dad owns the company we work for. Pretty much like my brother,” he explains. “But yeah, not seein’ anyone at the moment.” If Seth were braver, he’d toss out some cheesy line about how Dean could be seeing someone at the moment, if he wanted, but Seth’s not, he never has been, the kind of person who can just throw out lines like that and have them work in his favor. ”That’s too bad,” he says instead. It’s a statement that could go either way, depending on how Dean interprets it. Dean hums softly, but doesn’t comment on it otherwise. They spend the next hour talking about music, movies, and games. They have a lot more in common than Seth would’ve thought, and he’s finding that as much as it sucks being locked in a grocery store, it sucks marginally less with Dean, who has all these ridiculous stories to tell about growing up, about the trouble he and Roman would get into when they were younger. Dean has such an infectious laugh, and his sense of humor is so similar to Seth’s, he spends almost the entirety of Dean’s stories laughing over something or another. Simply put, Seth is enamored. Enthralled. He wants to know more. He wants to know everything. He wants to know what makes Dean smile, what makes Dean happy. He wants, so much, and it’s ridiculous, he knows it is. He just met Dean, and he’s 31 years old. He’s not a teenager anymore. He shouldn’t be reacting so viscerally to someone. Except that he is, and he doesn’t even care. He wants, in a way he’s never wanted before. He wants to take Dean home, and he wants Dean to stay. Dean inches his way over, moving until he’s no longer sitting across from Seth, but beside him instead. The conversation has petered out, but it’s a comfortable silence that surrounds them, and Seth’s surprised to find his eyelids getting heavy, his body slowly listing to the side. Dean’s arm comes around him then, pulling him into Dean’s side. “Shhh,” he says, fingers slowly stroking the skin of Seth’s arm. “Get some sleep. I’ll wake you when someone finally comes in.” Seth doesn’t want to, but there’s something comforting and peaceful about being in Dean’s arms. It should feel wrong, should make his skin crawl, to be embraced by someone he hardly knows, but he already feels like he knows Dean, really, actually knows him, and he feels nothing but a bone deep contentment, his head pillowed on Dean’s shoulder. -- It feels like too much and not enough time has passed when Dean lightly shakes him awake. ”Think the manager’s here,” Dean says. His arm is still around Seth’s shoulder, and he doesn’t look like he has any plans on moving. Seth sits up a little straighter, though, unsettling Dean’s arm in the process, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He hates sleeping with his contacts in, and he wishes he would’ve traded them for his glasses before he left his house last night. Dean climbs to his feet and stretches, his arms reaching high above his head, and Seth has to drag his eyes away from the strip of exposed skin on his belly, the faintest trail of hair there. ”C’mon,” Dean says, offering his hand out to Seth. It’s warm and callused when Seth puts his hand in it, pulling himself up to his feet. He was right. He and Dean are pretty much the same height, though Dean’s a little broader in the shoulders. They navigate their way to the front of the store, side by side, and the manager jumps in shock when Dean gets his attention. ”I mean,” Dean says, “don’t your employees do a sweep of the store to make sure people ain’t locked in?” That’s a damn good question, and one Seth would like to know the answer to as well. ”I’m sorry, sir, but they make a closing announcement every five minutes the last half hour the store is open,” the manager apologizes, like that’s supposed to be good enough, like that’s supposed to make it okay that they were locked in the damn store all night. ”It’s obviously not good enough,” Dean says, his voice rising, “because we were still stuck in here!” ”I really am sorry, sir, but there’s nothing I can do.” ”I really am sorry, sir,” Dean repeats, mockingly, “I”ll just be taking my business elsewhere from now on. And I’ll be sure to tell Reigns Construction to do business elsewhere as well.” The manager’s eyes widen, and his mouth opens and closes half a dozen times before he gives up, defeated. Seth doesn’t blame him. Reigns Construction is the biggest construction company in the state, and losing their patronage is going to be a huge hit to their revenue. Seth doesn’t say anything, shrugs in the manager’s direction and follows Dean out the unlocked doors. It’s a little cool out, and he’s wishing he had a sweatshirt. ”So,” Seth says, “Reigns Construction, huh?” Dean scrubs a hand through his hair, looking a little self-conscious. “Yeah. Roman’s been my best friend since before the company was even established, way back when we were kids. He did the whole architecture thing in college, to be like, a foreman, supervisor, whatever it is he does, but I’m just a crew member. Still pretty cool, though.” ”It sounds pretty cool,” Seth agrees. He’s trying to work up the courage to ask Dean out, to ask if he wants to grab dinner sometime, but the words just won’t come out, stuck on the tip of his tongue. ”Hey, so,” Dean says, licking his lips. His hands are shoved into the pockets of his jeans, and he’s rocking back and forth in place. “Did you wanna grab dinner or something?” Seth laughs softly, relief flowing over him. “Yes, definitely,” he says, grinning. “I wanted to ask, but I’m super fuckin’ awkward sometimes, sorry.” ”It’s cute,” Dean says, winking. “Can I get your number? I’ll call you later with a date and time. I gotta look at my schedule and see when I’m free.” Seth rattles off his number, not even bothering to get his own phone out. He knows it’s dead, probably died a couple hours ago. “So,” Seth says, drawing it out. “I’ll see you later?” Dean nods. “Yeah, you will.” Seth starts off in the direction of his car, only for Dean to call his name. He turns, and Dean’s jogging up to him, his hands immediately going to the sides of Seth’s face. Dean’s lips are a little chapped, is the first thing Seth notices, but they’re soft, dry, and they feel perfect the way they are, pressed against his, Dean’s thumbs moving over the scruff on Seth’s jawline, sending shivers down Seth’s spine. It’s a simple kiss, lips pressed to lips, but it rocks Seth down to his core, and Dean looks the same when he pulls back, blue eyes wide. ”I…will see you later,” Dean says, jogging off in the opposite direction, to the only other car in the empty lot. Seth’s a little breathless, but he forces himself to move, to unlock the doors to his car and climb inside. He’s smiling like an idiot, can feel the ache in his cheeks from grinning so hard, so wide. He spares one last glance back in the direction of Dean’s parked car, his heart fluttering in his chest.

[the-firebird69]

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Sten Hugo Hiller - Star League Compound

Clan War 3321

Day 2, Death`s Collector`s

Star League Compound, Briefing room, T-22 hours.

We were a dejected crew. We had expected it to be an uphill climb, but to be crushed that badly by the Northwind Dragons still hurt.   But as their wounded was few, they had picked up many of our wounded and gotten them back in the fight, mostly just to trash them all over again. Still, the strain on Jorge and the rest of the med staff had been lower than normal. Paulzilla rose and went over to the map. "I think we might have another hard fight tomorrow." Using a pen he sketched the probable advances. "As you can see, the southern approaches are hard for them to get through. Eric, your twenties take point in this marshland, Caitlyn will be in the forest behind you to stop leakers, and I guess we should cover those hills in the unlikely event any get past her. Sten`s Snoozers might be used there, they certainly won’t be of use elsewhere." Then his voice got grim "Up on the northern plains we are at a severe disadvantage. We have a 150 km wide front to cover with six full strength units. Even if they leave two formations to cover the south against a breakthrough from our lights they still have fourteen left. We will probably end up in a fighting withdrawal. Just be prepared to land them some heavy blows if they overextend themselves." He sat down and sighted. "Eric, you still need to be vigilant about the clones, we can’t have them running in and stealing the show" Eric nodded "The Snavrums are a great help there, but as in the twin case they might be mistaken. I need to find a secondary test as well" The meeting adjourned, and we went to make preparations for the probably lost battle. ________________________===================---------------- Star League Compound, Bugler hangars, T-21 hours

My technicians were busy repairing and outfitting my mechs. I won’t say Boris and Keikko threw me sullen looks, but me ordering them to refrain from any distilling unless specifically ordered to do so, didn’t sit very well with them. But better them disappointed than the base disappearing. The new Snavrum technicians were busy with my Nifthels. I watched as they climbed on the scaffolding and used several different buckets of gray paint to give them a new coating. What I couldn’t understand was why they switched between nine different buckets all the time, but as long as they were uniformly gray it didn’t matter to me.

_________________======================------------------ Star League Compound, Bugler barracks, T-3 hours

The door to my quarter flew open and Erics command of "Freeze" reached my ears as I was about to draw my graser. He approached, stinking of whiskey and a lit cigar in the corner of his mouth. I wondered about lots of things. Would the whiskey fumes ignite again as the bandages in his face indicated they had done at least once already? If he was on duty, as the ready squad behind him indicated, why was he swilling whiskey? And why was he here? P^lz`ll` came in. Sniffing me he said "Yes it is him, but can you please extinguish that cigar, it interferes with my smelling" Ignoring him Eric brought out a syringe. "Secondary test will be to check with verified DNA, seem the cloning process distort it a little." Having gotten his drops of blood he left, and I tried to get another hour or so of sleep" _________===============================------------ Star League Compound, muster Field, T-19 minutes

Almost all of us were gathered to hear Paulzillas address. The exceptions being LT Rijk who had headed out early to reach the swamps, and Eric and his teams who were busy looking for clones.  Paulzilla looked us over and shook his head. "You know, most sane persons who have been beaten by an opponent dozens of times would quit. If forced to meet him again they would be shaking with fear." His voice rose "But even if the Collectors have beaten us before, and might do so today as well, I know you will face them with a steady heart and determination to do your best." Bringing up his hand he saluted us. "And now, to Battle" --------------------------=======================---------------- The Battle

The Collectors were quick of the mark. A blitzkrieg on the northern plains as Paulzilla had predicted. But the sheer ferocity of it took even him by surprise. Time and again only his desperate counterattacks bought shattered formations enough breathing space to keep it a fighting retreat and not a full rout. Snooze Company settled on the hilly terrain we had been assigned. The metallic veins made communication difficult and the fumes from the new paint made us drowsy. One of our couriers reported that ChenRobbins had narrowly driven Caitlyn back, but he didn’t press the advantage and she was soon back in position. Getting out of my mech cleared my head a bit. If they had gotten to Caitlyn, they must have passed Eric`s formation first. How was Rijk doing today? I sent the question to Caitlyn and an hour later the answer came back. Deleting unladylike wording the answer was essentially "In Heavies, in the mire, up to the chin" What was more disturbing was that he claimed he had been ordered to do so by Eric. "Bring snowshoes, they will spread the weight so you can walk, and the throw-weight will annihilate any lights" had been his command. Walk yes, fight no. The first exchange of fire had blown the snowshoes apart and sunk them. At this late time most of the opponents had collected their wins. Damnation, leaving at full tilt I went back to base to get excavation equipment. Back in base the Snavrums saw the scratches in the paint my speedy dash through the hills had left, and ran to the paint shed. There they found an bound and unconscious Eric, some paint buckets had tipped over as he tried to get out, and the fumes had almost choked him to death. But no burn marks. In Erics office the smoking Eric was taking another swig of whisky. Confronted by two Erics the security guards knew one had to be an imposter, but who? I ordered both stripped and hosed down in the showers. Despite protests from the conscious one it was done. With the masking cigar smell and fake bandages gone the impostor was revealed. He snarled defiantly at us "To late you fools, I sent fresh DNA samples of all of you back to Drake hours ago" Radiong the sad news to Paulzilla he ordered me up to the plains. he had to have someone to fill the gap as Jorge and Jordi went to base to deal with Eric`s poisoning and to check for computer hacking. My appearance came as a surprise to the collectors, but my total effect was low, a narrow win against Hackenbush and a narrow defeat against Goetz. Late in the day Goetz tried to sneak in to the undefended base over the mountain ridge in his Ants. This bold move would probably have succeeded if it hadn’t been for the unfortunate fact that Erics heavies were just returning to base, and Jordi and Jorge was returning to the northern plains at the same time. The murderous fire from three unlimited formations was something not even his ants could survive. But we lost. They had our numbers, and was as usual the better team. Final score was 129-45

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So NBA 2K18 releases in just five days time and I noticed there wasn't a common thread particularly dedicated to the sport. Elsewhere, the NBA 2K YouTube channel posted the trailer beneath, showcasing a number of the above recreation modes in action, in addition to the redesigned MyTeam player playing cards. If you're going to use one advanced offensive maneuver in 2K18, it ought to be the pick and roll.

Unleash Chaos (Bronze): Have two consecutive breakout video games in the NBA in MyCAREER. NBA 2K18's highway to ninety nine in MyCareer could be a chore, however these six ideas will allow you to get there faster. In NBA 2K18, it is extremely efficient and often underutilized. So in as we speak's article, we'll find out all the strategies you may attempt to make more VC quick in NBA 2K18, without spending any real cash.

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The full trailer, which you'll be able to see for yourself just below, highlights the focus on participant accuracy in NBA 2K18, with the dev team having rebuilt the complete participant body system from previous NBA 2K iterations, with the intention to accurately match the actual life counterparts of the gamers in the game. There are 189 Archetypes in NBA 2K18 so it can be daunting for newer gamers to decide on between them.

It's something you may use across sport modes in 2K18, however it's particularly prevalent within the single-participant myCareer mode, the place you employ it both for upgrading characters and customizing them. Paramount Studios will probably be filled with NBA players together with Damian Lillard and Demar Derozan and basketball vets Chris Webber and Kevin Garnett join Hollywood household names like LL Cool J, Spike Lee, and Tiffany Haddish for the annual all-star bash, introduced by JBL.

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