#cloudride

[tomayto-joe]

Being a little self indulgent starting today and posting a dnd backstory comic for my Air Genasi, CloudRide. I played in a campaign as him for 1 year with a friend before I had to leave. I enjoyed the table when I played at it and they are still going! He was a lost little guy abandoned by his mom. I really wanted to explore that but didn't get the chance to. I had made this little comic for him.

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@cloudrides LIKED FOR A ONE LINER

“ I'll need the blessing of a certain goddess, divine intervention. ”

[fksleep]

hc + scenery!

an african game hunter who once attempted to poach him had fittingly dubbed batman ' the dark demon of the concrete jungle ' during their first encounter. he couldn't have been more right.

as the dark knight and teru, he navigates neo-gotham like he owns the night (and you couldn't tell him otherwise). he's a natural creature of the urban landscape, freely moving through the streets and uncovering new knowledge about her, with a passionate interest, despite the looming dangers. while it was impossible to see the stars at night, every corner blasted him with neon lights. and he felt the rush from the thrumming activity pumping life into his body. being caught up in the mix of a sleepless city was like having an extra heart that was being routinely overworked.

even when he was stealing bikes and traversing the highways at breakneck speed in his youth, he was captivated by the illuminated skyscrapers, never once sparing a thought about the skyglow that drowned out the imagination of the intergalactic marvels beyond the city.

his neo-gothic sandbox was strange, deranged, and religiously transformative, as though its technological metamorphosis was the work of a cult worshiping a technophilic death god. it was scary like that. but teru, having spent too much time in solitary confinement due to constant squabbles in juvie, couldn't stand the idea of being cooped up at home, living life like a homebody. the very thought was suffocating. he enjoys getting lost in neo-gotham's dark beauty, breathing in its oppressive air as he gradually learns about the burgeoning tech that's dominating the city's identity while carving out his role as its protector.

that being said, even neo-gotham, the home that he can easily get lost in, can feel limited and is. it was because of his nocturnal 'job' that he was granted more opportunities than he had fingers to see the outside world. he dreams of a long vacation in a warm, fragrant setting like tahiti or bora bora. neo-gotham had her beaches, but burying his bare toes and fingers in white sands and having the chance to inhale natural air, in front of the sight of crystal-clear waters was a golden dream of his. bungalows, idyllic shorelines, and waterfalls? he would like to see it.

teru imagined it would be the time he had a chance to spend quality time with dana tan (or verse-dependent love interest) without answering the call that seemed to make him feel less human and more robotic as time went on. he wanted to be positioned in a comfortable place where he no longer had to break his heart or hers. a rich tropical paradise that offered serenity and colors that starkly contrasted the artificial lights that lit up a cold, metallic world is possible for him—it has to be. because he refuses to let his life fall into doom and gloom, replicating his predecessor. he won't deny himself connections and the chance to enjoy the sun and actually see the stars with his loved ones.

@cloudrides | hc word/sentence prompt.

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--The Sunrise Master Post--

This is the master post where you will be able to find links to all of the important information and factions.

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Cloudriders ☁️ ☁️

Remembered that I’m an artist with free will and can draw whatever I want

Anyway 20 years old triggers a gaggle of teens for shits and giggles

If you want my train of thought it’s:

Omg happy ghast—> huh it kinda looks like Claggor—> wait Jinx could do so many fun battle tactics with a ghast and red stone—> waiiittt you know who else has a flying ride—> but what if they met

And that’s how you get this crack crossover

[rvndrkhlme]

SHE'S BECOME their villain at some point along the way . the duplicitous one . the outlaw . so be it . if that's what they need , then they can have it . she'll be that for them . but it means , very simply , that they don't particularly get along . so her walls are up , the idea of one of them near her raising her hackles , since it's so terribly rare their interactions go well . not that raven starts it off in a positive way , but it's easier to push them away first , give them the version of her they want .

sometimes they work together , of course . times when their goals align . and the fight that they fought was brutal , the wounds shared deep and painful . the wall mystique herself had been slammed against didn't necessarily take her entirely out of the fight , but pushing herself past her limits probably hadn't helped either . her breathing is reedy from her lips , and there's a fear in her that it's going to heal the wrong way .

despite her protestations , ororo comes to her , words harsh but brooking no argument , even though mystique is about to . but she's given no time before the woman's hand is hovering over her body and she feels her ribs cracking again in order to align them back in place and raven can't hold the shout of ❝ FUCK ! ❞ that passes her lips , back arching as she hisses .

❝ jesus fucking christ , warn a woman next time , ❞ she growls through clenched teeth . ❝ i didn't even know you could do that . ❞

@rvndrkhlme  asked: “ i've been taking care of myself for a long time. i don’t need your help, and i definitely don’t need your pity. fuck off. ”

tilt  of  the  head  stops  storms  from  rolling  in;   the  outburst  alone  is  childish  at  best,   disrespectful  at  worst,   but  gracefully  chosen  to  be  ignored.   blue—woman  is  lucky  her  mercy  trumps  her  rage:   hand  hovers  over  mystique’s  chest,   atoms  are  tearing  themselves  apart  to  rebuild—————what  an  agony  of  existence  in  blue  but  this..   is  something  knew.   knelt  next  to  fellow  mutant,   standard  vital  check  performed..    (    a  rib  or  two  is  fractured  &  misplaced  that  threatens  to  puncture  a  lung,   blood  pressure  is  much  higher  than  it  needs  to  be  save  for  the  untended  wounds  that  continue  to  seep  life—blood…   &  healing  factor  didn’t  seem  to  be  working  fast  enough,   )   combat  of  her  down  device,   of  course.   &   storm’s  face  says  it  all.   pursued  lips  formulating  a  frown,   scrunch  in  her  brow,     tension  in  the  fingers…     this  isn’t  good.   anything  revolving  them  in  close  proxy  wasn’t  good.     there’s  a  sigh  enough  to  change  the  tide,     “   i  did  not  ask  nor  do  i  pity  you  in  any  way  shape—or—form.   “   goddess—in—waiting  tries  not  to  let  emotions  ripple  through  her  word:   she’s  stern,   calculated,   the  wrath  of  others  should  be  beneath  her.   yet,   she’s  fiercely  human.   it  crackles  in  the  night—sky,   in  the  campfire,   in  a  pokerface  she’s  desperately  trying  to  keep.     still,   she  tries  to  reason.   hesitation  rampant  in  her  next  hymn,   “   we  know  you’re  strong,   everyone  knows  you’re  strong.   that  is  not  & never will be in  question.   “   there’s  a  pause:   a  moment  where  she  does  almost�� slip  into…   sympathy  for  the  opposer.   but  that’s  not  what  mystique  wants,   she  straightens  up…   beginning  again,     “   ——————but  receiving  aid  does  not  make  you  weak,   denying  it  does.   “ 

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I get people being sympathetic to the Rat grinders, I really do, but the way people will out right lie about canon to make the Bad Kids the villains. The Rat Grinders are kids, they're being groomed by charismatic and dangerous teachers who they trusted, they're corrupted by rage so they're not thinking straight. At the end of the day, that makes them cultists, pitiable and sympathetic, but still villains who are perfectly willing to create a hell on earth for the plan.

I've seen posts condemning the bad kids for killing the rat grinders, I've seen posts calling the Bad Kids bullies this season, I've seen posts that blame the Bad Kids for the whole thing saying the rat grinders are just kids who are being tricked. It's all bullshit, whatever your headcanons, whatever your feelings on the Rat Grinders, they're not the good guys here and are very much the villains this season.

The bad kids killed the 3 of the rat grinders this fight, Ivy, Oisin, and Ruben. No, they didn't stop to try and reach out to them, to try and make them see the light. The Rat Grinders are trying to condemn a whole town to become the domain of a the new god of rage and murder a goddess to usurp her domain. They are high level with the capacity to cast 9th level spells regardless of their hp, with two epic level pc's with super abilities that normal class features don't cover. If the Bad Kids hesitated they would be dead, they knew that, the Rat grinders tried to murder them little over an hour ago. They've hated the bad kids for years and now decided to make their vendetta known, they fucked around and found out.

Which leads me to my second point, the Bad Kids are not bullying the Rat grinders. They're not pleasant to the rat grinders, but you don't have to be nice to the people who hate you. Other than Fig, who I will admit was messed up with how she treated Ruben this year, but also the Rat Grinders did something similar, they were just bad at it, the Bad Kids mostly ignored the Rat grinders. The worst thing the other bad Kids do to the Rat Grinders is make fun of Kipperlily's name, that's it. They don't even do it in front of other students, unless they legitimately forget her name, other than that it's only in front of each other or not other students like Alewyn or Jawbone. It's not great, but that is literally all they have done.

The Rat grinders however, have done all they could to make themselves enemies of the Bad Kids. Ivy was a mean racist bitch who helped steal the cloudrider engine and place pingpong balls all over seacaster manor for the plan. Ruben tried to get the bad kids to take drugs knowing it would get them in trouble. He intentionally had frosty fair held at Gorgug's home to corrupt it, putting not only Gorgug's family in danger but countless other people. Sure Jace had a hand in that, but at best Ruben was an accomplice. Buddy was a smug creep who vandalized Kristen's locker, threatened her brother, and demeaned her and her goddess, without being corrupted by rage. Mary Ann legitimately didn't do anything wrong this season she was just there and did her best on the field as she was supposed to (not even saying this as a joke, she has literally done nothing bad on screen so it's hard to judge her like the rest). But Oisin tried to honey pot Adaine the first week of school, stole the cloudrider engine and the pingpong ball trap, and sent a whole pack of dragons on them to murder them and hundreds of other kids. Kipperlily has been goading the bad kids since the first day of school, she has tried every dirty trick to try and win. She has murdered people, not even people affiliated with the bad kids, but people like Buddy who was on her side, she's tried to murder the bad kids or at least make sure it's harder for them to come back to life if they die, she's stolen from them, she's tried to kill them, she's done everything bad the fans have accused the bad kids of but worse.

And that's just the Rat Grinder's individually. Why are the Bad Kids monsters for killing dangerous people who have tried to kill them, but the Rat Grinders aren't? The Rat Grinders literally tried to commit mass murder of their school a little more than an hour. 500 students of the Aguefort adventuring academy were in Seacaster manor when it was brought into the sky and beset by dragons. 500 innocent bystanders, almost all children, half of them younger than both parties.

I'll get to the rage stars in another post, but I just want to finish this off with, the Rat Grinders are kids, kids who are being groomed by evil men and corrupted by magic. But the Bad Kids are just kids too. They're kids who have been specifically targeted by the rat grinders. The rat grinders started this feud, the Bad Kids retaliated and were better at it. If you're going to take a shot at the king you better not miss, and the rat grinders have been missing their shots this whole season. I don't get why people are blaming the bad kids for trying to save the world but it pisses me off. I apologize for the rant but the tag is for everyone

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@neerdowellnarrator sorry to snoop but, I have something along those veins? I caved so here is the other half of the unfinished wip—the part where LJ3 are arguing over the what they're gonna do about The Name. It's in a state rn, but I thought it was kinda fun and melodramatic and at least kiiindda matched both prompts?

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“It’s not going to work…”

Ellie doesn’t know how long they’ve been lying there, the springs from her mattress digging into her sides, but it’s not until she can hear Blue’s quiet snores that she braves herself to speak.

“Hm?” says J3, half asleep, shifting so that his chin rests on her shoulder. “Wha’s’at?” He stifles a yawn, a sound that Ellie finds precious despite herself. Despite everything.

She takes J3’s arms wrapped around her waist and holds them tighter to her person—her last indulgence since their break. She can’t help herself. It’s one thing to give up sex, it’s another to give up her one fool-proof trick for a full night’s sleep free of nightmares. 

She’s always told herself that when she broke her rules, it was for a good reason. But she knows it’s bullshit.

She just doesn’t want to give up her last good thing.

But this time, she needs the comfort. When she thinks about what comes monday—the student president election, it’s like her brain just—stops. Their whole miserable half-lives have led up to this. Life in Jaceprime’s basement has been hell on earth, but at least there was ritual in the mundanity. At least she knows who she is when she’s resisting captivity.

What happens when the God of War gets exactly what he wants? What happens when he doesn’t?

Maybe she doesn’t have to tell him how she feels. Maybe they really are matching spares. Maybe, just maybe, he can just feel her tremble, and that is why he gives her hand a reassuring squeeze.

“Ellie?” he tries again.

“The, uh… The ritual. It’s not going to work.” Ellie’s always thought of herself as someone who was unafraid to speak her mind. Hell, she’s gotten into shouting matches with the guy who locks them in the basement every night. So why is she so afraid to speak? “The—The name is wrong, J3.”

The quiet is painfully long. Finally, he says, “Are you sure?”

“Yes. Positive.”

She expects more questions, maybe pushback. Instead, he says, “Okay. I believe you.” A beat. “Does Porter—”

“No. Not yet, at least. But when he does—”

The sound of shifting blankets from across the room, and she can feel J3 stiffen beside her. She, too, has gone completely still.

What do you think he’ll do?

J3’s voice in her head when the rustling stops. A Message.

Well… says Ellie, If he doesn’t smash us to bits—send in the Ratgrinders on the cloudrider, I guess. So close to the deadline, the attack on Seacaster Manor is our only chance to get it.

Makes sense.

And he’ll probably send Boss in to supervise.

Or one of us, says J3.

She nods. Or one of us.

Deadened silence.

You still have that ring I gave you, right?

Ellie touches her Ring of Disguise Self, turns the band around on her finger—a reflex. She can feel her cheeks flush, and she’s grateful to be turned away from him. Even though she’s mad at him, she can’t bring herself to give it back. “Yes. I—of course I do.”

Okay. Good.

J3 is quiet.

What are you thinking? asks Ellie.

I’m thinking… You should volunteer for the cloudrider mission.

“What?” says Ellie, too loud. She hears a quiet, disgruntled mmph from Blue, and the creak of a mattress. More quietly, she tries again. “What? Why?”

‘Cause I’m gonna take your place.

Ellie jerks around to face him. She’s been trying to keep her cool all evening, but she can’t. It’s no use. It’s not who she is.

“No!” cries Ellie, and J3 shushes her, glancing over at Blue’s bed. Thankfully, the curtains are still closed, but she doesn’t care. She opens her mouth, intent on giving him a piece of her mind, but—

There’s something so resolute in his expression that she forgets to breathe.

He has the audacity to smile at her. Like they’re having a slumber party, exchanging secrets late into the night. Instead of plotting treason. El. Think about it. They’ll never know the difference.

“You’re insane.” Ellie sits up. You can’t do that for me, J3. Besides. Boss’ll never believe it. He’ll know something is up immediately. She hesitates. She’s disgusted with herself for even entertaining the idea; disgusted that a part of her is moved. But it’ll never work—not when she’s J4. She’s not the precious gift, or the shiny toy, she’s the mistake. “You know me, I’m—I’m whiny and stubborn, and—”

J3 follows her. The blanket falls to the floor. His eyes are wide, animated—he’s speaking with a fervor she’s never seen from him before. He takes her face in his hands—Which is why we’ll—I’ll— convince him that it was his idea. Like, it’s, I dunno—a punishment.

Ellie doesn’t answer.

C’mon, El. He’s still smiling. Like this is some sort of game. You know I can do it.

A beat. How does she tell him that that’s exactly what she’s afraid of?

“I—I can’t, J3.”

You can’t deny it, El. You know they’ll both be preoccupied during election night. It’s the perfect window.

A beat. The thing is—he’s right. They both know it.

And it might be your last chance, before—

“No.”

“Yeah. I know it’s not all that, but we don’t have that much time, alright? I figured we could at least try… y’know?”

“No, J3. ‘No’ As in. I can’t ask you to do this for me.”

You didn’t have to, El. You—You deserve a real shot out there, you get that, right?

Ellie’s heart is hammering in her chest. Talking to J3 has always been hard enough when he’s flirting, cracking jokes, doing what he always does. She didn’t realize how much worse it was to talk to him when he’s being sincere. 

He really believes in her, doesn’t he? He always has.

J3 is still cradling her face in his hands.

Stupidly, Ellie yearns for him to lean down and kiss her—when that should be the last thing on her mind. Instead, she murmurs—“But what about when he finds out the truth, J3? What then?”

The corner of his mouth tugs in a small smile—bewitching and infuriating.

Well. You’ll be long gone by then.

“Don’t be stupid!” says Ellie, wrenching away from him. I’m not leaving you.

“Why?”

The utter confusion in his expression could break her heart. She knows who to blame here. Knows that He is the reason J3 is the way he is. Knows she can’t just cut and run like J3 wants. Come Ascension day, she’s going to take the Big Guy’s maul and drive it straight into His face.

“What do you mean ‘why’? You know why!”

Ellie hates feeling this way. She wants to tell J3 that she is not like Him, she will never be like Him. Wants to tell him that he’s never been a spare, that she would never, ever, use him as a shield. Wants to tell him the truth about her plan, that she’s not going anywhere—at least without taking the Big Guy down with her. Wants to tell him that she can’t go alone—that she can’t see a future without him.

She wants to tell him that she loves him.

J3 is the first to break the silence. “Why won’t you just let me do this for you? I’m dead either way, at least this way—”

“Will you quit talking like that? What I wanna know—is why you’re so insistent on this. You know full well I can’t go anywhere. Not without being Dispelled.”

J3 is quiet.

“J3. What did you do?”

“I cut a deal with Him, ok? With, ah, the Big Guy.”

A beat.

“You did what?”

J3 is avoiding her gaze. “He knows the name is busted, he found out yesterday. And so I—I made the terms. I get him the name, he becomes a god. You get True Life, and you’ll be gone before Jace knows anything.”

She can feel herself blinking back tears—whether they stem from hurt or anger, she does not know. “How could you do this? You’re working with Him?”

“What do you want me to say, El?”

“He’s evil!”

“Well, I’m not a hero, ok! Not like you. At least this way, everyone gets what they want.”

“Everyone? J3, are you serious?”

“Yes, everyone.”

What about what you want?

“All I know is that—I want you to get out, ok? You deserve to live your life, El. I dunno. Out of all the things I’ve ever wanted, I think that’s the only one that's ever meant anything at all.”

Ellie is shaking—she’s still refusing to cry, refusing to wrangle with the cataclysm of pain and longing and grief that threaten to overwhelm her—which is why she’s running on pure fury and disgust and betrayal when she reaches for him, unsure what she’ll do until she’s grappling him by the shoulders and pinning him to the mattress. J3 struggles against her, but Ellie doesn’t let up. For once, it’s not a game, and he is not getting out of it with a pout and a brat routine. She grabs the butterfly knife under her pillow and holds it to his throat.

A beat. 

He smirks. “See you kept the gift.”

“Shut up,” she growls. She presses the blade further into his skin, watching as his neck flushes red, following the trickle of a single drop of blood.

“There’s not going to be a deal, you get that? I’m going to kill Him. Whatever it takes. Don’t try to stop me. And don’t get in my way.”

J3’s mouth parts—Ellie watches his chest rise and fall as he just breathes, staring up at her. 

“You won’t hurt me.”

He’s looking at her with so much trust that she aches. Ellie can hear the knife clatter to the floor before she even realizes what she’s done. That she’s let go. She leans forward, speaking softly into his ear.

“J3. I swear—if you even think about taking the fall for me, I’ll—” She has to think quick. Something that a long rest won’t heal. Something that will stick—a blemish on that perfect face of his, hers, theirs, Jace’s—so that Boss will never get them mixed up ever again—

Her hand curls around his throat. “I’ll break your fucking nose.”

He's not going to destroy himself for her. She’s never letting anything happen to him ever again.

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Let's Talk About: Fantasy High Junior Year and A Very Merry Moonar Yulenear

This episode was packed! And not just because it was three hours long--

I can't believe we're already eleven episodes in. So few episodes left--and so much of the mystery is still left to unravel! I have to say: I think this has been the most complicated plot Brennan has unleashed on our Intrepid Heroes so far. Or, at the very least, the first one that he hasn't really peppered with NPCs that help guide the players into uncovering plot threads. I love the trust.

I also love that our Intrepid Heroes are very smart people who are really great at playing this game. And this episode has them really hitting it out of the park.

That said, I am very concerned about some of the things that are being revealed (and reinforced):

One. Why does it feel like Henry Hopclap having one of Grix's motherboard feel like a red herring? Zac/Gorgug didn't investigate further, and I don't know if he mentioned what he saw to the other Bad Kids, but I think Henry might be doing some investigating of his own. Because why did Grix go haywire?

Siobhan as Adaine being made to realize that she had all the resources she needed to research Fig's curse the whole time (in Zayn and in Aelwyn) feels like a callback to how Aelwyn played her in Freshman Year--and I suspect that Brennan is setting something up for Adaine.

Hallariel reiterating that Fabian shouldn't host parties at the Seacaster Manor feels ominous. And I want to know why. I feel like the destroyed cloudrider with a missing component plays into this.

And I loved seeing Ally as Kristen (and Lou) realize that Tracker's wolf-song religion got coopted by a megachurch for some nefarious reason that we will soon find out about.

Also: Oh no, Tracker has a type.

Emily and Murph really are out of this world when playing together. The way they chew on Brennan's mystery at the Loam Farm, and then at Fallinell… They're so quick. Chef's kiss.

And Fig's gift to Kristen being so clutch? And Adaine's gift to Fabian and Gorgug's gift to Fig immediately getting used for plot purposes? Amazing. Wonderful. Gorgeous!

I love how the Bad Kids and the Hallow Stones reminded me so much of The Doctor's last stand at the Stonehenge when the Pandorica opened. That probably wasn't intentional but I loved it so much.

And then Baron's return? Wowza.

Wowza.

Whale fall is kinda like Burning Man.

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FHJY EPISODE 17 LIVEBLOG

Spoilers under the cut

Adaine trying to relax for her friends is so sweet I love her so much

ANKARNA FACE REVEAL??? ANKARNA FACE REVEAL!!!

Fig wrote a song so banging she managed to reach out to and touch her God. I love her so much.

The way she's trying to reach out to Ankarna is so sweet to her. The fact they're bonding over their girlfriends being out of town is insane.

"You have always known" GOES SO FUCKING HARD. BRENNAN LEE MULLIGAN YOU HAVE DONE IT AGAIN!

What Fig does to Ruben is lowkey wild when you think about it. What are you doing to that poor guy. What did he do to deserve this.

BRITISH KRISTEN FUCKING GOT ME AGAIN holy shit. K2 you are in my head what is up with you???

WHY IS EVERYONE HELPING HER DO THIS? They're all absolutely deranged I love it.

EMILY AXFORD'S LUCK IS FUCKING WILD. I LOVE IT.

This whole scene is so crazy what the hell is happening

Jawbone is so fucking sweet I love that man so much. He's so great. I love how much Kristen is concerned for him and how close they are. Jawbone's amazing <3

Murph's face while Kristen talks to Bobby Dawn is SO FUNNY. They're great.

Brennan Lee Mulligan how dare you make me cry about Bucky Applebees right now.

AYDA LEFT FIG A TON OF ANCIENT MUSICS I'M CRYING SO HARD. INCREDIBLY SICK BASS FROM YOUR GIRLFRIEND MY BELOVED

Fig talking about her future made me so happy,,, the kids are alright.

DID AYDA LEAVE HER A METEOR SHOWER??? OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD HOLY FUCKING SHIT I LOVE LOVE. BRENNAN LEE MULLIGAN I OWE YOU MY LIFE. I have NEVER in my ENTIRE LIFE HEARD ANYTHING AS ROMANTIC AS THAT MESSAGE. I AM OVERWHELMED WITH EMOTION. And the ending was just fucking great. "You are not going to believe how much my dad spent on this jet ski" absolute peak comedy.

The foreshadowing of Fig leaving the group is a little sad, but like. You know what? Fig's great. And wherever she goes I know the Bad Kids have her back :)

SHE WRITES AYDA A LETTER [sobs] These two ARE true love!

"A DOG RIDING A HORSE, CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?" destroyed me.

PORTER IS EVIL!!! FIG IS VINDICATED!!!!!! FUCK YEAHHHH!

Ankarna and Cassandra's fascinating relationship will haunt me forever. And the fact that Ankarna fell before Cassandra also haunts me. holy hell

AHHHH THEY WANT TO KILL ANKARNA :(

FUCK. YES! Is coming back to fucking bite the party in the ass. Kristen Applebees you have to pull a nat 20 out of your fucking ass

Kristen's bid for president being the key to stopping the big bad evil guy is absurd to me. I love her so much

I love Emily Axford so much. She always swings to the fucking fences with her acting and I love her so much.

GOD I LOVE PORTER he's so fucking evil he's great.

Riz is so smart and Murph's luck has been INSANE. That whole scene had me WRACKED with emotion. His insane spy shit fucks so hard this is so cool.

"AYDA, AYDA MARRY YOU" FUCKING. I LOVE HER SO MUCH

BOBBY DAWN IS IN ON IT, FUCK YEAH

HOLY SHIT. HOLY SHIT! GOD OF WAR ANKARNA??? INSANE

BAKLAVA IS REAL??? BAKLAVA IS REAL!!!!!

PORTER WANTS TO BECOME GOD??? DUDE. THE FUCKING HUBRIS.

The final battle's going to be at Fabian's party isn't it??? I'm so excited

This group has such good chemistry and they're such good friends and I love them SO MUCH

Riz's ability to case a fucking joint is ABSURD. This man is BUILT for this shit and it's great to see him do the shit he's best at.

The RatGrinder's Plan as its laid out now is so scary, and I CANNOT WAIT to see how this all plays out. Aguefort picked the WORST time to go on fucking vacation.

FUCK SHE WROTE PORTER'S NAME ON THE TEACHER EVALUATION. FiG NOOOOO

THEY HAVE TO KILL THOSE FUCKERS. Maybe the RG's just need therapy but you just need to KILL THOSE FUCKING TEACHERS.

"WAIT, NON-STUDENTS CAN'T VOTE?" KRISTENNNNNNN

Fried Rice Dimension in the Garage, losing it.

"this is too easy" god Murph you're so right this is too fucking easy

FUCK THEY PUT THE CLOUDRIDER IN FABIAN'S FUCKING HOUSE.

THE BEER PONG GAME WAS A RITUAL? FUCK! OISIIN GOD DAMN IT I WANTED TO ROOT FOR YOUUUUUU

"Oh, My Mom's Gonna Kill Me" FABIAAAAAAAN THATS SO FUNNY.

[cloudriders]

#userdeetz new url: cloudriders

I really wanted to keep that URL but it turns out someone else had it before me and had some major drama that I do not want my URL connected to so I switched to this one. IDK if it's permanent but it's here for now lmao. I'm taking a hiatus from personal posts on here and am just going to stick to reblogs & edits as well. just something I wanted to do for myself tbh.

[fksleep]

do i even wanna know?

batman hated complications—yes, it didn't take him to be sherlock holmes to realize he couldn't be 'the batman' without them, but when those complications turned into surprises that literally laughed in his face? it went without saying that it annoyed all proportions of reasonings out of him. he didn't like to be one-upped nor mocked for it, especially at the expense of lives. when he received word on the resurgence of a particular old pain in his ass, he was obligated to follow up on the tips he was handed after some 'persuasive negotiations'.

                  a part of him wish he hadn't.

                  the sight below must have sent a poisoned phantom fist straight through the belly of his armored layers—bypassing the complex web of reactive fibers that amplified his neuromuscular system—and rotted him with disgust. a knot tightened in his stomach, knocking around like someone was playing handball with it inside. jokerz, he thought. grimaldi gave clowns their first real stage, and the world hasn't been right since.

                  the density of mist obscured most of the shipyard's suspicious activities, blanketing the presence of the colorful dregs with a near-impenetrable void. from his high vantage point, the average naked eye could only perceive looming cranes and groaning hulls, half-swallowed by the ashen cloud.

                  but for batman, the haze was no hindrance. through the sleek, red devil-tinted visor of the batsuit, advanced filtration systems hummed lowly, parsing through the thick fog and peeling back the layers until he achieved picture-perfect clarity with the visual mode of his choice. thermal heat signatures by the hundreds bled around a blued-out backdrop of the shipyard. each living jitter-brained, clown-faced craplet's position was traced, and their conditions logged by the biofeedback sensors.

                  they were all too relaxed and jolly for his liking. it was as if the possibility of being hunted down by the winged black devil of the bright-eyed, soul-weary city was nothing to fret over. a once-frightening, albeit fleeting, thing of the past. they'd sorely be mistaken.

                  feeling slighted aside, he had to wonder beyond the decoded readings over their hearts' micro-fluctuations and investigate why they were so calm and composed, despite being so exposed, in the first place. what was filling them up with so much false sense of security that they felt bold enough to gather in droves, not thinking there'd be any consequence to their curious assclown convention? he had an uncomfortable itch in the back of his head, telling him that there was a nasty devil in the elaborated details in his tips, and he was led to this specific location on purpose.

                  slag it, it wouldn't be the first time i winged it through some stupid plot the bad guys dreamed up, he thought.

movement detected from above.

                  the hairs on the nape of his neck bristled as the a.i.'s voice sounded in his ear ( he made a mental note to check in with grayson later and see if the alfred voice change was available yet.). the batman's neck snapped to the sky, brandishing a pair of batarangs that slid smoothly to his fingers, as per his thought-driven commands of the suit's sophisticated system—his reaction time tuned exponentially past the best of nature's predators, courtesy of the micro-sensors and the neural interface's intimate engagement with his brain.

                  ❝ huh?! ❞ confused, he stared quizzically at the unexpected company descending to him. when he saw who it was, not only did he have more questions, his mind tricked him momentarily into thinking the electromagnetic pads on the soles of his feet ceased working and his legs turned into mushed noodles. obviously, he wouldn't have died if he somehow slipped off the hood of the batmobile, but he wouldn't have been saved from the embarrassment.

                  ❝ slow-pulse with the jump scares, 'queen'. i was almost too quick to give you a free haircut. not your schwayest look, but i think you could've pulled it off. ❞ he half-joked, lowering his arm by his side then. batman erected his posture and the muscles in his shoulders relaxed, but he still held fast to his batarangs. maybe it's the edge of old mentors rubbing off on him—that'd be a guess, and only a guess. personal experiences with heroes entering his city unannounced informed him it's healthy to remain guarded, even against the ones he liked. what was she doing here?

                  ❝ do you wanna know what? that now, i even have more reason to clean up my city's less-than-appealing tourist attractions? i didn't know i'd be playing host to a special guest tonight. you should've given me a ring so i could tidy up the place for you faster. ❞ more complications? just what i needed.

@cloudrides + i was a teenage slasher pt ii.

[freedom-fighter-network]

Mei, does it bother you that Eshumo's dad works for GUN?

🐼☮🟆 "...yes." Mei turned away from the anon slightly as she spoke. "But... it's not fair of me to blame him specifically; he's only one person, it's not like he could do much of anything about the situation in my hometown."

The panda sighed a bit, arms folded now.

🐼☮🟆 "I still think GUN hasn't tried to help Beit Lariya at all, though. It was in a really bad state by the time my family and I moved to Cloudrider's Perch..."

[seastonebiz]

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[bloodyshadow1]

normally when people say x did nothing wrong they're talking about someone who did a lot of bad things, but they forgive them because they're their favorite. The thing is with Mary Ann is that she really hasn't done anything wrong that we know of. I'm sure she's an accomplice and part of the crimes the Rat Grinders, Porter, and Jace are a part of, but we don't know anything for a fact.

The worst thing she did was tackle gorgug really hard during tryouts, but that is what you're supposed to do in blood rush so you can't blame her for that. She really hasn't done anything wrong compared to her teammates. Even when the bad kids raid the Rat Grinders house, they don't find anything on Mary Ann, unless I'm forgetting something, other than her subclass.

Like there were plans for some of them, like Oisin researching how to take over another person's summons to steal the cloudrider engine, Ruben playing at Frosty Fair so they could corrupt the ground of the Thistlespring tree for their plans for Elmville. There were other things that they found, but nothing for Mary Ann.

Even in hostility or being dicks, Mary Ann hasn't done anything to the bad kids. Ivy was a bitch and racist towards Mazey and probably helped Oisin steal the engine, Buddy was condescending to Kristen and her god while vandalizing her locker. But that is kind of the worst thing they did to the Bad Kids pre-Ragenarock personally. But Mary Ann was just there, I mean she asked if Gorgug had mango soda, something she seems to like since she got one herself, but that's it. And Gorgug called her a freak for it.

Like if you map out the badness levels of the Rat Grinders, Kipperlily and Oisin are at the top since they have literally been a huge part of Jace and Porter's plan and actively tried to kill the Bad Kids. I'd say Ruben is alone on his own tier because he was doing stuff like corrupting the ground at Frosty Fair, but didn't actively try to harm anyone that we know of. Buddy and Ivy are the next tier and they're kind of just dicks. and finally Mary Ann who also has her own Tier because she hasn't done anything bad to the Bad Kids or other people that we've seen just yet.

Even in the final battle she hasn't hurt anyone. She hasn't had the ability to because of the slow, but she still hasn't hurt anyone or even tried. Now that she's not slowed and Fig burned her strawberry she's invested in the fight, but before that she really did nothing wrong that we know of. Now she won't be fighting though for the end of the world or to turn Porter into a god, she's fighting because she's pissed her strawberry got burnt so I can't even blame her.

Maybe we will find out in the final episode that she really is the biggest monster of the group, even worse than Jace and Porter. Maybe we find out that they keep her calm because she will slaughter everyone around her if they didn't. But for now we can sincerely say that Mary Ann Skuttle has done nothing wrong except be an accomplice.