#diablo nemesis

[maukiki1-but-cringefail]

i ordered this bad boy and during the agonizingly long amount of time it took to arrive i was thinking i wonder if she can hold up a bey? like if i could display a beyblade on her servos? well the awnser is yes and i think it looks raw as fuck

and heres a silly one ahgsisbwjesqhvexn looks like shes trying to pose with a short person😭😭

and heres a failed attempt😭

[snowboyclarkov]

Battle Poll 2 - Let There Be Light... Mostly

First Spinjitzu Master | Ninjago Wiki | Fandom

Galeem - SmashWiki, the Super Smash Bros. wiki (ssbwiki.com)

Goddess Ilias - Monster Girl Quest (miraheze.org)

Marisa Kirisame - Touhou Wiki - Characters, games, locations, and more

Mio Takamiya | Date A Live Wiki | Fandom

Rago | Beyblade Wiki | Fandom

The Darker Lord | Miitopia Wiki | Fandom

Necrozma | Pokémon Wiki | Fandom

Some resources for a few of the fighters below.

Galeem is capable of pulling the 'everybody is dead' move without the Master Hands as shown in the Galeem Wins ending, though it may depend on Dharkon being alive.

It takes 10 Miis to match the Darkest Lord.

Rago/Diablo Nemesis can absorb the power from his opponents, and gain the powers/abilities of them and everyone they've ever fought.

[g4zdtechtv]

THE PILE PRESENTS: GameSpot TV - Fear Resides In Many Places

Especially the dark room the camera recording the TV playing this episode is in.

[sixbucks]

…Having an Evil Aunt Joanie.

[mrcompass]

The Cosmic Names of MFB Beys.

In MFB, Beys are named after constellations like Pegasus and Leone and sometimes celestial bodies such as Jade Jupiter. However, there are some cases that do not seem as straightforward, and even some Beys that can find multiple origins for their names. I decided to take a look at them.

Vulcan Horuseus

Horuseus represents Horus, the god of the sky, and as a result, he encompasses both the sun and the moon as his eyes. So, he has a connection to Earth's satellite, the moon and with the sun, our star.

There is also an asteroid named after Horus: 1924 Horus.

The Fusion Wheel also plays a role, as Vulcan references a hypothetical planet closer to the sun than even Mercury.

Hades Kerbecs

Kerbecs actually refers to a constellation, Cerberus, which is now an integral part of the Hercules constellation.

However, like Horuseus, there is also an asteroid named after the three-headed dog: 1865 Cerberus.

Similarly, a moon of Pluto is named after the god’s loyal companion as well—Kerberos.

Mercury Anubius

Anubius is the Bey of the Legendary Blader of Mercury, Yuki, and as such, he represents the planet with his Fusion Wheel of the same name.

Anubis is the god of mummification and guided souls to the afterlife, a task also taken by Hermes, with whom he was associated with. Hermes is considered the Greek equivalent of the Roman Mercury.

Anubis is depicted as a man with a jackal head. This canine form can create a link with constellations such as Canis Minor, and some scholars claim there was a connection between the two for the ancient Egyptians. Some also say that Anubis was connected with Sirius, the brightest star in the sky, which is part of Canis Major. However, some of these claims are more modern interpretations. Regardless, I can see MFB using that interpretation.

Anubis also gave its name to an asteroid (1912 Anubis).

Forbidden Ionis

Ionis is depicted as a heifer and, as such, can be associated with the bull constellation, much like Dark Bull—they even share a similar color scheme.

However, it can also and mainly be associated with Jupiter’s satellite Io, named after one of the god’s mistresses, who was changed into a cow.

Omega Dragonis

Omega Dragonis represents a dragon and, as such, can be associated with the Draco constellation, much like L-Drago.

In addition, the complete name Omega Dragonis can be seen as a pun, since one of the stars in the Draco constellation is named Omega Draconis.

Death Quetzalcoatl

Quetzalcoatl represents the Aztec god of the same name, who often took the appearance of a feathered snake, just like in the anime. As a result, it can be associated with the Serpens constellation.

There is also 1915 Quetzálcoatl, an asteroid named after the Aztec god.

But more importantly, in Aztec mythology, Quetzalcoatl is often associated with the morning star, aka Venus.

Diablo Nemesis

As many of you probably know, Nemesis was the name given to a hypothetical star (a red or brown dwarf) once speculated to orbit around the Sun, but it doesn't actually exist.

However, Nemesis does have an asteroid with the same name: 128 Nemesis.

Additional Beys

Here are some Beys that didn’t make it into the anime but seem to have names disconnected from the overall theme:

Divine Chimera

I couldn’t find anything concrete for Chimera, other than an asteroid named 623 Chimaera.

I think the reason why Kakeru’s Bey seems a little far from the classic constellation naming theme is because it was the result of the "CoroCoro Design a Beyblade Contest," with bladers creating their own designs.

Nightmare Rex

There are asteroids named after dinosaurs, notably 9951 Tyrannosaurus.

The name dinosaur ("terrible lizard") and Tyrannosaurus ("tyrant lizard") both derive from the greek word for lizard, meaning that they could represent Lacerta (the lizard constellation). It wouldn’t be the first time that a constellation ends up with a Bey having a different design—like Gill, which represents Carina Keel as the motif but has the spirit of a sea monster instead.

Bakuushin Susanow

Bakuushin Susanow was honestly more complicated. However, it is noteworthy that he is the god of the sea and storms and the brother of Amaterasu, the goddess of the sun, and Tsukuyomi, the god of the moon. One day, he went on such a rampage that it caused Amaterasu to hide in a cave until the other gods convinced her to come out. This myth is believed to be a representation of a solar eclipse, with Susanow being the cause. Some modern interpretations suggest that Susanoo represents solar eclipses (in this myth), though this is not a central aspect of his traditional Shinto mythology. Interestingly, Takara Tomy released an all-black version of this Bey called Lunar Eclipse.

There is also an asteroid named after him: 10604 Susanoo.

[satureja13]

Vlad's Therapy Game - Part 4

Good news: Both, Bunny and Vlad survived the night! (And of course Diablo too :)

Vlad slept like the dead (that he actually is) even though he only had a quarter of an inch hay between him and the hard, cold soil. After he woke up, he felt like he'd been hit by a tractor - twice. He moaned and crawled up like an old man. Apparently Diablo woke him.

Diablo: 'Omg, get up already! Finish your job and let's leave this foul place! They devour me with their eyes!' Vlad, barely awake and full of aches: "Sure, pal. Let's get this over with. Keep your distance to the village until I finish work."

Diablo: 'You betcha.'

Vlad shuffled over to the sculptor's shop. From what he sees, he is a master of his craft and he has no idea why no one wanted to work for him. Well, he'll soon find out. Not that he cared much. This is just a game and he dealt with harder tasks. He'd even been to hell and back. So one day working here won't kill him. It's for Ji Ho and Saiwa - and his best friend Jack after all. There was music playing in the shop, so the sculptor is already there too, despite the early hour.

'Enjoy what'chas got, not what you have not 'tis a weak heart lamenting with sorrow When the days seem cursed, it could always be worse Fight depression with sword and arrow'

The Sculptor: "Good Morning! You're early, that's great. Take off your shirt and let's start right away. The queen is eagerly waiting for her statue!"

'When the zeppelinous clouds of trouble abound And thunder is clapping and lightning strikes ground Just when yer thinking this may be your last Throw a lash 'round the mast, hold fast!'

Eh - take off his shirt? He knows this voice. It belongs to the very person who always demands him to take off his shirt!

'When the world ain't right, and it smithes ye with strife Ye can now buckle down, it's a test they call life Very soon you will see what kind of animal you'd be Taking the bite outta life'

Leander! Vlad's nemesis! The very man who never fails to make him lose his composure! The red-haired devil who wanted to marry him. Yeah - he only cursed Vlad and dragged him down to his hell to protect him - but that does not mean he'll ever forgive him that he touched Ji Ho and almost drowned him! (Which actually wasn't Leander's fault either...)

'When they're testing the gallows, yer hung like a dog Or they're marching us out to a firing squad We just smile and recall all the good times we had It's the best 'til tomorrow It's the best day 'til tomorrow'

But of course NPC Leander did not recognize him. Because this is just a game. A stupid game! He'll have a word with Tiny Can when he's back, that's for sure... Leander: "Ah the gods sent you! You're beautiful - the Queen will be pleased! Sit over there."

'No considering surrender when yer down in the dregs If ye look down and notice you still have your legs So stand up and fight you just might seize the day It's the best day 'til tomorrow'

The Real McKenzies - Best Day until Tomorrow If you happen to like punk: this song is really good! I just found it by chance and it fits so well!

And so Vlad took off his shirt (and his pride) for Leander - again... He grit his teeth and tried not to freak out and kill this annoyingly oblivious NPC. And he reminded himself over and over again that this is just a game. And for whom he does this. Ji Ho. Jack. Saiwa. Just. A. Game.

(It seems like NPC Leander ist just as full of himself and annoying as real Leander and therefore the village folks avoids him ^^')

From the Beginning  ~  Underwater Love ~  Latest 🕹️ 'Therapy Game' from the beginning ▶️ here 📚 Previous Chapters: Chapters: 1-6 ~ 7-12 ~ 13-16 ~ 17-22 ~ 23-28

[limepigeon]

Fallen Hero Fanzine 2024 - Info and Theme Poll

All info is under the cut since I don't want to clutter your dash too much! EDIT: Tumblr hates multiple choices for Polls apparently, you can vote but also write in replies (or send anonymous through dm, but please don't send multiple of the same option to get what you want, let's keep it fair!) if you want to vote for more than one option! (Sorry for the inconvenience!)

Hi everyone!

Since I got the feedback on the interest check for a possible Fallen Hero Fanzine it seems like we have some interest and I’ve been looking into various ways we could do this. As I’m big on collaboration and everyone getting a say, I was thinking that deciding on a theme for the zine could be our first collaborative step.

I’ve made a poll (found further down in this post) with 7 options for you to vote on. Descriptions/explanations are found right below the poll so make sure to read those before casting your vote. We’re keeping this first zine sfw, please keep that in mind if suggesting themes of your own. Voting doesn’t tie you to contributing to the zine.

Jumping into something headfirst without knowing what you’ll find on the other side is scary, that’s why I’ve written a short list of what I have in mind for this zine.

The zine will be 100% free and non-profit, this also means no compensation for the contributors. Theme: TBD through majority vote Number of contributors: Max 30 (I would love to have more but, unless someone can help me with admin stuff, I think that’s my limit for how much organising and planning I can do on my own). Rating: SFW. Innuendos, cursing, violence and the like is okay but not straight up sex. Format: Digital/e-zine, with permission to print at home for personal use only. I will put together a bonus version made for easy to print at home, with instructions for how to assemble it. Media types allowed: Any visual media suited for print as long as it’s your own (e.g. illustrations, sketches, photography, collages, short comics, cosplay etc). Keep in mind that if you make a collage or mood board, all pictures must be your own (or have the rights to). Any writing as long as it’s your own (e.g. short stories, poetry, analyses, personal anecdotes etc). Pages in zine per contributor: 2. Time frame and deadlines: TBD but I plan on us having it finished around September/October of 2024, with some reservations.

I hope this has been informative so far, if you have questions you can either reply to this post (so everyone else can see the question and reply), or dm me if you want to be anonymous.

Now, let’s get to voting on a theme! Descriptions for themes under the poll.

Nemesis - More action focused, showdowns, heroes and villains battling it out in their suits! Some softer moments could fit in here as well but if too many opt towards it I might steer some of the submissions to make sure the zine in whole stays on theme. Coming Home - New beginnings, finding your place. It could be sweet and cozy, finding friends, or stepping into your own skin for the first time. Interpret as you like, but the main focus should be on the concept of “home”, whatever that means to you or the characters you choose to portray. Los Diablos - Snippets and snapshots from the city and lives you are sworn to protect or destroy. HG’s lair, Herald’s apartment, or a sewer (sorry, secret base), as well as the people found in these places. Nightmares - The bad vibes (tm) one. The Heartbreak Incident, decanting, paranoia, all the nasty bits you don’t want people to find. This one is open to more possible body horror than the other themes. Ship specific - Pick this one if you want a more romance focused theme, and specify in replies which characters you’d want in centre. Please write Ship Theme before the characters in your reply. I have another idea! - Got an idea for a theme that isn’t in the poll? Pick this one and specify in replies what it is! Please specify even if someone has the same idea, or close to, as you. Please write Theme Suggestion before the theme in your reply. No theme - Don’t feel like sticking to a theme? Want to create an amalgamation of everyone’s mind stuff without any limits or guidelines? This choice is for you.

[mysteryhackin]

Stanuary 2025 Week 1: Mindscape

HAPPY STANUARY!!! Here is my (slightly belated) entry for @stanuary Week 1: Mindscape! It's a continuation of my take on the "Stan Went Through the Portal Instead of Ford" AU. Enjoy!

Even though he was happy to be home after 30 years of traveling the multiverse, Stan Pines knows he needs to go back through the portal to finally kill Bill Cipher. It's not like there's a place for him anyway. But the night before he was going to go back, his old nemesis Bill visits him in a dream, telling him about a few things he's been up to...

The night that Ford fixed the portal so Stan could go back through saw a quiet and somber dinner, which was a complete contrast to the raucous and fun meals of the past week.  Despite his attempt to stay aloof and angry, Stan couldn’t help but grow closer to his great niece and nephew, not to mention his brother’s two employees, meaning most of the nights were full of stories and jokes while Ford toiled downstairs to once more get the portal up and running.  This was the first time Ford had joined the group for dinner, and it was… awkward.  It was no wonder though- Ford was just as eager for Stan to go back through the portal as Stan was.

At least, that’s what Stan kept telling himself during the silence.

Finally, Mabel’s voice broke through the quiet.  “Grunkle Stan, are you sure you have to go back?”

Stan had barely opened his mouth to answer when Ford cut in smoothly.  “Mabel, we talked about this,” he said firmly, but with tenderness in his voice.  “Stanley needs to leave as soon as he can.”

Stan was slightly taken aback by how quickly Ford had answered, but immediately pushed away the sting. 

“But-” Dipper interjected.

“Dipper…” Ford said in a tired tone of voice.

“Oh c’mon kids, he’s right.” Stan said, but couldn’t think of any way to make it better. The quiet resumed, only broken by the miserable scraping of utensils on plates.

Stan wanted to go back.  Of course he did.  He had to finally kill Bill Cipher, after all.  And not like there was anything for him here. Yes, he had a great week with his family- the word felt so odd yet so right to Stan- but he had been gone for 30 years.  Ford obviously didn’t need him or want him around.  Sure, Ford had brought Stan back as soon as he realized Stan was alive, and sure, Ford had kept Stan’s El Diablo up and running even though he didn’t think Stan was coming back, but… it was all out of guilt or pity. It must have been. If Ford wanted Stan to stay he would have said something.  But just like when Stan got kicked out, Ford didn’t say anything, and far be it for Stan to insert himself where he wasn’t wanted.

He didn’t fit anywhere, especially with Ford. Not anymore.  So he might as well do something interesting with his nomad status.

Like destroying Bill Cipher once and for all.

Stan was sitting at the poker table at his favorite Vegas casino, and with a giant grin placed his cards on the table so everyone could see.  “Royal Flush,” he said, as the crowd around the table applauded and a beautiful brunette woman gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“Oh c’mon, guys, he’s obviously cheating,” a familiar voice with a strange echo interrupted the celebrations, and Stan’s expression changed from smug triumph to the most annoyed eye roll ever.

“Are you kidding me?” he muttered, turning to face the glowing yellow triangle behind him.

“Heya Fishy, what’s good?” Bill answered nonchalantly as the casino patrons slowly faded away.

“What are you doing here, you three-sided creep?”  Stan asked tiredly.  “I thought Jhes made it so you couldn’t bug me anymore.”

“Ol’ Seven Eyes hid the entrance to your mindscape pretty good, yeah,” Bill admitted.  “But when you came to visit me in the nightmare realm last week I was able to lock back on to you!”

“Figures,” Stan sighed.  “An’ I was havin’ such a nice time.”

“Oh please,” Bill said.  “Don’t you miss me?  Fighting my minions, overthrowing my planets, hunting me down?”

Stan leaned back nonchalantly.  “I haven’t thought about you at all this whole time,” he lied.  “What’s it to you?”

“Well, considering you spent the last 30ish years trying to kill me, you think I’d want to know what you’re up to now, you know?”  Even though Bill was playing it casual, Stan could tell he was already starting to get under the demon’s skin.  Perfect.

Stan may have unsuccessfully hunted Bill for 30 years, but one thing he could always count on being successful at was being annoying.  He had met plenty of losers like Bill Cipher before going through the portal while he was on the road- jumped up, so-called “leaders” who just had really big egos and some luck to make people afraid of them.  The best way to deal with them was to act like they didn’t matter.

Stan shrugged.  “I guess,” he answered.  “Now will you let me get back to my poker game?  I’m pretty sure the gal that just gave me a kiss was Miss Nevada or somethin’.”

Bill’s yellow turned slightly orange for a bit, as if he was about to lose his temper, but in a millisecond he was back to the yellow glow.  “But we haven’t had the chance to talk in so long!” Bill said.  “And I want your opinion on a decision.” 

Stan snorted.  “I’ll give ya the advice I always do- go screw yourself.” 

Bill laughed and leaned on nothing in the air.  “Don’t you want to know what it’s about?”  Bill snapped his fingers, and suddenly looked exactly like Stan but with glowing yellow eyes. “Oh yeah Bill!” he said in an over exaggerated impression of Stan.  “My boring life of doing boring things talking to boring people would improve so much just by to talking to someone as powerful as you!”

“Heh, that’s the best I’ve ever seen you look!” Stan laughed, not willing to let Bill know how unsettling it was to see himself with those eyes.  “Much better than that Mr. Peanut getup you usually sport.”  Stan leaned back in his chair.  “Hey, that reminds me, there’s somethin’ I always wanted to ask you- I know you can’t help lookin’ like a corn chip in real life, but if you can look like however you want in the mindscape, why do you always pick that dumb triangle shape?”

“Who says I do?” Bill asked calmly, this time his voice a perfect copy of Stan’s.

A chill ran down Stan’s spine as he realized what was Bill was implying.  “What… have you... been doing?” he growled, trying to keep the fear out of his voice and instead sound menacing.

Bill, still looking like Stan, gave him a slow, manic grin.  “It’s been real great getting to know the family this week, hasn’t it?” He asked conversationally in his normal voice.  “And wouldn’t you know it, Stanley, they just love you.  The little shooting star girl just wants you and your brother to make up.  She thinks I’m you when I visit her dreams, and we talk about how she can get you to stay and not go through the portal.  Or that big guy with the question mark shirt- your brother’s lab assistant?  He doesn’t want you to go either.  And man, is he eager to impress you- every time I visit him in his dreams he just goes on and on about helping Sixer create that barrier that prevents other beings from coming through the portal- he’s given me some great pointers on how to disable it.”

Stan’s fists were balled up in rage, and he noticed his dream self was now wearing his spiked brass knuckles.  He shook his head in denial.  “You can’t lie to people in the mindscape.  They don’t think you’re me.” He said through clenched teeth.

Bill laughed, the cackling sound making Stan use every ounce of self-control he had to not attack the demon.  “You of all people know you don’t have to lie to get people to believe whatever you want!” he said.  “And we’re in the mindscape right now- I can’t lie to you about what I’ve done- or what I’m doing.”  Bill continued.  “Of course, we got the ice-cold redhead who would do anything to get out of this sleepy town, and what better way than to go on a multiversal adventure?  I told her you probably could use a sidekick, especially after she helped you steal some of that junk to help get the portal up and running again.  And let’s not forget the littlest pine tree!  So desperate to prove that he’s smarter than everyone else, thinking that’s the only way he’ll be respected- just like your brother!” Bill took a deep, satisfied breath.  “And just like Sixer, he is sooo easy to manipulate, especially after I told him-” but Stan never found out what Bill told Dipper, because he cut the demon off with the most powerful uppercut he had ever punched, knocking his doppelganger right off his feet.

“Leave my family alone, you creep,” Stan said, walking up to Bill.  “An’ don’t think that form is gonna prevent me from beatin’ you to a pulp in here- I could use a coupla punches to the face.”

Bill-as-Stan propped himself up on his elbows, using one hand to rub his jaw, still wearing that insane smile.  “What about this one then?” he asked, and morphed into

Ford.

Stan literally took a step back in shock and horror, as Bill stood up, the manic expression the same as he rolled his neck.  “Feels good to be back like this again!” Bill said, his yellow eyes boring into Stan’s.  “Too bad Sixer figured out how to block me from his head- I had such a good time in there!” he paused, clearly relishing Stan’s expression of rage.  “But we’ve talked about that, haven’t we?  Ever since you came hurtling through that portal, we’ve been talking about your brother.” Bill rolled his eyes.  “And now you’re finally reunited with him- and he doesn’t even want you here!  After all you’ve done for him!  I mean, you distracted me long enough he could figure out how to block me!  When you found out the multiverse thought he was in cahoots with me, you sacrificed your own identity to pretend to be him during your, ugh,” Bill paused to use Ford’s six fingered hands to create disgusted air quotes “’heroic exploits’ so you could clear his name.”

Stan felt a little more sure-footed at that.  “They were heroic,” he smirked, crossing his arms.  “Freeing the worlds you had under your thumb, getting rid of a bunch of your henchmen- and no, I’m never gonna call ‘em henchmaniacs, ‘cause that’s stupid- and so what if everyone thinks it was Ford that did all that?  He would have done it if he were in my place.”  Stan snorted.  “If the nerd could even survive.”

“Are you sure about that?” Bill asked.  “All this is his fault, after all.  And when you think about it, that means it’s really your fault.  You want to know the reason he was so easy to get to?  He had a giant Stanley-shaped hole he was constantly trying to fill.  And you left it empty when you left him.”

“I got kicked out!” Stan protested, a little too quickly to seem like he was still in control of his emotions.

“And you didn’t even try to come back.” Bill shook his head in mock seriousness.  “You left him, Stanley.  Left him all alone, at the mercy of bullies, the world…” he flashed a huge smile.  “And me.”

For the first time in 30 years, Stan was speechless in the face of Bill Cipher.

“Oh yeah, that brings me back to my decision- who should I get to sabotage the portal?” Bill said, still never losing that too-wide smile.  “You think you’re using it to come back to the Nightmare Realm tomorrow- you’re wrong.  With the help of one of your family members, I’m coming to you instead, Stanley Pines.”

Stan barked a laugh, the threat helping him regain his faculties.  “Joke’s on you, Bill!  You spent this whole time braggin’ about how smart you are trying to prep someone to mess with the portal so you could go through- but now I know your plan!  No one’s going to mess with the portal to allow you… to…” Stan trailed off as Bill’s grin somehow grew wider.

“Y’know, the funny thing about not being able to lie in the mindscape doesn’t mean you can’t mislead someone,” Bill said.  “I didn’t really care about your opinion on who I should get to sabotage the portal- - any one of them could have done it because of you and what you’ve done to them! But anyway, I already decided who it was, and they’ve already done it.    Now I’m just waiting for the portal to finish warming up!  Oh, just kidding-”  And Bill morphed once more into his yellow triangle form.  “It’s finished now!” He lifted his hat.  “It’ll be great to see you in a few seconds, Fish.  Thanks for the keeping me entertained while I waited!”

Stan bolted awake, already halfway to his door before he realized it.  The house was shaking, so when he ran into Ford in the hallway, they lost their balance and fell to the ground.  Stan bounded back up and automatically reached out his hand to help up his brother, but the conversation with Bill about how Stan was to blame came blaring back and seemed to crystalize the moment.  He froze, a look of horror on his face as he looked at his brother and felt the weight of everything he had ever done, all leading up to this moment.

“Stanley?” Ford asked worriedly, bracing a hand against the wall to keep from falling over during a particularly strong tremor.  “What is it?”

“Bill.” Stan whispered.  “He’s here.”

And it was all Stan’s fault.    

[noellevanious]

Top 5 tops........ 😳

difficult question. uhhh

me duh.

me in a sleeveless turtleneck that shows off my arms

to 5. other mutuals/friends that i believe are also tops. so @gamergoo @werewolfbarista @ladyvalfie @zazagundam

problem is i dont have a "top" radar since im such a top myself and dont usually talk to other "tops" in any sense that would suggest it (i get uncomfortable when talked to in that sense. power dynamics stuff. u know). so i could be entirely off-base.

anyway number 6 is the the Diablo Nemesis Beyblade.

[alexdrawsagain]

So if you’re going to focus on Peter Parker, does this mean no more Diego Diablo? What about Super Saturn Six?

Really it's just a matter of sitting down and writing, and committing to the direction i want to go. in your head, everything is perfect until it hits the page and suddenly you have to work on making it into something plausible.

I wouldn't say focusing on Peter Parker entirely. my actual focus is defeating my greatest nemesis: "coming home really late and passing out to exhaustion after work" which is the ACTUAL culprit as to why so much doesn't get made. This year has mostly been getting my act together more or less hence art going to the backburner sadly. Like i said, learning to balance work and my personal pursuits has been my main goal so far.

[battyaboutbooksreviews]

🏳️‍⚧️ Trans Rights Readathon (March 22nd - March 29th)

🩵 Let's promote trans books, authors, and voices. Find books by trans authors and/or featuring trans main characters below!

🩵 She Who Became the Sun 🩷 From a Shadow Grave 🤍 The Unbroken 🩵 Detransition, Baby 🩷 Meanwhile, Elsewhere 🤍 Finna 🩵 Unwieldy Creatures 🩷 Upright Women Wanted 🤍 Eat the Rich 🩵 Lost Boi 🩷 A Dream of a Woman 🤍 I Kissed Shara Wheeler

🩵 The Sunbearer Trials 🩷 This Day Changes Everything 🤍 I Shall Never Fall in Love 🩵 Godly Heathens 🩷 Hell Followed With Us 🤍 Most Ardently 🩵 Venom & Vow 🩷 Self-Made Boys 🤍 The Companion 🩵 Mistakes Were Made 🩷 Wherever is Your Heart 🤍 Manhunt

🩵 Felix Ever After 🩷 Always the Almost 🤍 The Summer Love Strategy 🩵 Infinity Alchemist 🩷 Across a Field of Starlight 🤍 Her Majesty's Royal Coven 🩵 A Lesson in Vengeance 🩷 A Dark and Hollow Star 🤍 Once & Future 🩵 The Never Tilting World 🩷 The All-Consuming World 🤍 Light From Uncommon Stars

🩵 The Passing Playbook 🩷 The Out Side: Trans and Nonbinary Comics 🤍 The Lost Coast 🩵 The Heartbreak Bakery 🩷 The Prospects 🤍 The Honeys 🩵 May the Best Man Win 🩷 A Lady for a Duke 🤍 Transmogrify!: 14 Fantastical Tales of Trans Magic 🩵 The Avant-Guards 🩷 Nectar 🤍 One Last Stop

🩵 Iron Widow 🩷 Horse Barbie 🤍 The Collection: Short Fiction from the Transgender Vanguard 🩵 Cheer Up: Love and Pompoms 🩷 Cemetery Boys 🤍 Love & Other Disasters 🩵 The Diablo's Curse 🩷 Not Your Sidekick 🤍 Out of Salem 🩵 Chef's Kiss 🩷 Dreadnought: Nemesis 🤍 The Witch King

🩵🩷🤍 ** Though I double-checked the books on this list, I haven't read most of them. I apologize for any mistakes.

[dc-said-bi-robin-rights]

The first floor window of the Ranger HQ explodes outwards as Steel crashes through it, plummeting several feet in the air before hitting the ground, rolling, his armored fingers carving a line into the tarmac as he digs them into the ground to halt his momentum and rises to his feet. Above him, Blindspot walks forward calmly, his cape billowing behind him in the cold December wind as he looks down on his fallen enemy from the window ledge. He can feel the power rushing through the neon yellow veins of his armored suit as he clenches his fists, the simple action diverting all the excess power that isn’t being channeled into his telepathic boosters straight into his diamond-tipped knuckles. It was Mortum’s latest masterstroke: a strength upgrade that didn’t require any additional power storage. Just the action of curling his fingers into a fist would fill his gauntlets with excess power, power that would then be diverted elsewhere as soon as he uncurled them. He felt a chuckle coming on—he was gonna have to send the good doctor another check. It really was a brilliant workaround.

The roar of rushing air fills his ears, and he looks up to see a helicopter with the LDNW logo hovering overhead. He smirks beneath his helmet, raising a hand up to his eyes as their spotlight switches on, illuminating him in all his glory for their millions of viewers to see.

That was more than fine by him. Let them watch. Let the world watch their heroes be embarrassingly brought low, again and again, until they woke up to the truth that they didn’t protect anybody, least of all them.

He walks off the ledge and drops down onto the parking lot, shockwaves emanating from the fist he’d smashed against the ground, breaking the windows of all the cars around him and splashing him with glass shards as he rose to his feet. Another gift from Dr. Mortum, one that was as much for the drama and intimidation factor as it was for the usefulness that clearing a room of goons just with his landing represented. Armored as he was, Steel barely felt the shockwaves, of course… but the little trick was a godsend in front of the cameras, and there were few messages that weren’t enhanced by a visible display of power from the one who spoke it. Even now, he could imagine the viewers at home oooing and gasping at his little display. The thought amused him, and he wondered what the Breaking News! headline was saying at this very moment. He hoped it was something scary: an intimidating reputation was as valuable as a dozen fiery speeches, if not more so.

“I don’t want to fight you, Cyrus.” Chen’s voice was serious and stern, and as irritating to his little fantasies as the stubbornly conscious state of the man himself. Even with half his visor torn off and his breastplate dented almost beyond repair, the Marshal of Los Diablos refused to bend or break, even to a man he privately wasn’t sure could even be considered a villain. “You won’t enjoy what happens if you make me.”

“Cyrus Brown died in an ambulance, alone and abandoned.” Blindspot’s voice is a garbled mix of his real voice and the intimidating growls produced by his failing voice moderator. The effect is disturbing, and more than a little offsetting. “Or at least, that’s what you told the others, isn’t it? But you knew better.”

A flash of something indescribable passes over the half of Chen’s face not covered by the ripped visor. “I would take it back if I could.”

“But you can’t,” Blindspot hisses as he walks forward, fists clenching, power filling his hands, his armor’s pulsing veins glowing in the dark between the black plates. His own featureless faceplate was still intact, but visibly glitching, showing more of his snarling face than he was comfortable with. That hadn’t been part of the plan. He was meant to be the coldly gloating one, hiding his emotions behind the stark neon wall that was his faceplate and the echoing nothingness of his voice moderator as he threw out vicious taunts and condemnations. Steel wasn’t supposed to be able to see the savage hatred on his face, and he was especially not supposed to be able to hear the broken fury in his voice. That had always been his problem. He succumbed to anger too easily. “You can’t, can you? You can’t undo what they did to me!”

“I can make it right,” he growls, as close to pleading as he’ll ever get. “I can help you. I can keep you safe from them.”

“No one can keep me safe from them,” he says, taking a steadying breath pulling himself back into neutrality with great difficulty. Not for the first time, he’s glad news’ helicopters don’t typically come with long-range microphones. “Only I can do that.”

“And Ortega?” They’re circling now, watching each other for the slightest sign of weakness. “I know she cares for you. I know she’d believe you can put this behind you, like I do.”

“And let them get away with it?” Blindspot demands, disbelieving. “Let them do it again?! To me!? To others?!” He gave a harsh laugh. “I chose this path for a reason, marshal . Not that I’d expect you to know what that is.”

“A path?”

“A choice,” he corrects, mocking. “The military man, through and through. ‘Yes, sir’, ‘no sir’, ‘how high, sir’? ‘How deep, sir?’ ‘The whole thing or just the tip, sir?’”

Steel meets his eyes for a long moment. “From what I’ve heard, that sounds more like you.”

The next thing he knew, Blindspot was pummeling Steel, frothing with rage. If it had been Steel’s goal to provoke him into a hasty attack, it’d worked too well: his fist crashes into Steel’s broken visor, cracking what remained of his helmet and smashing aside his jaw. Steel stumbles back, but Blindspot gives him no quarter, raising his fists above his head and bringing them crashing down on his shoulders. Steel is forced to his knees, but he still manages to catch Blindspot’s next kick and launch him backwards a few feet into the air.

He lands in a crouched position, teeth gritted behind his glitching faceplate. Okay, lesson learnt. There’s still a pretty sizable strength difference between him and Steel, and he needs to remember that. Fine. Let’s see how he likes a fight on Blindspot’s terms, then.

He plunges his hands into the tarmac, sending his nanovores towards Steel. The ground cracks as they approach him, and though he jumps back, deploying jets all along his lower body to guide his ascent, they follow him up, forming a long ramp that reaches out as if to catch him. Blindspot can see the controlled panic in his eyes as his jump-jets start running out of steam, but he pulls the nanovores back before they can swam over Steel and bring his career as a Ranger to a grisly end by devouring him and his half-cybernetic body alive, letting Steel crash to the ground. The fallen marshal’s heavy armor leaves a small crater in the tarmac, but it’s one he quickly picks himself out of, leveling an unguided wrist-mounted rocket and firing it at Blindspot. The Rat-King chitters out a warning, though it’s unneeded—the pressure on Blindspot’s mind has lessened somewhat, meaning some of Steel’s dampeners had to have been damaged by the fall. His will surges forward, wrapping around Steel’s mind like a set of hands and squeezing. The rocket goes wildly off-course, hitting a nearby car and sending it vaulting into the air in a fireball, the impact doing nothing but kicking up his cape as he advances. The part of Cyrus that was Sidestep registers Steel’s unwillingness to use the more dangerous class of missiles he has mounted on his shoulder somewhere in the back of his mind, but the rest of him is just focused on how sweet it’ll be to make the bastard pay.

“Tell me something, Chen,” Blindspot starts, his voice distorting strangely. “I’m curious. How many mes would it take to make up one Ortega? Ten? Twenty? By what exact percentage is my life less than hers?”

“You’re making this something it wasn’t,” Steel growls, leveling another rocket at him.

He rolls his eyes. “Don’t try it. We know how that goes.”

A pause. “I guess that’s true.” Steel slowly lowers his arm. “What happens now?”

“Now?” He gives a harsh laugh. “Now, we beat the crap out of each other for the cameras. And we don’t stop until one of is dead.”

“I don’t want to do that.”

“Liar,” he says calmly. “You’ve wanted that since the beginning.”

“You don’t know anything about me.”

“I know you’re my enemy.”

“Do you?” Steel gives Blindspot a meaningful look. “What have I done to make you think that?”

“Left me in the Farm, for one thing.”

“I was trying to protect Ortega.” Another pause. Chen liked his pauses. “I thought you would understand that.”

“Didn’t tell me that you knew, for another.” Now who’s the one with the lists?

“You were dead. Then you were back. What did you want me to say?”

“You could’ve pulled me aside at any moment.” It was hard, to muster the anger from earlier into his voice. Even though he was angry. Even though he was furious. “Explained. Let me know what you had done before I started to get close to you.”

And there it is. The ugly truth.

They’d almost been friends. Now, they never will be.

“I fail to see what that would have accomplished.”

“I…” He let out a long groan of frustration. “It’s useless, with you. Guilty feelings aside, it’s like you don’t even realize you did something wrong.”

“I made a choice. I stand by it.”

“A choice to pick Ortega over me.”

“A choice to pick a living Ortega over a probably dead you.” Steel looks guilty, but not guilty enough to shy away from the truth. That’s something you can give him credit for, at least. “You weren’t a Ranger. There was no other choice I could make.”

“I was part of the team, damn you.” He feels so tired. “You know that. You’ve said that.”

“I do. I have.”

“So why…?” He chokes on his next words. “Forget it. Would you have made a different choice? If I wasn’t a Re-Gene?”

“I… don’t know.” Steel looked troubled by the admission.

“You don’t know,” Blindspot echoes, shaking his head. “I think you do.”

“I don’t think so.”

“You can say it. Either answer will make me hate you.” He wondered what the news chopper made of this conversation, being unable to hear it and yet still seeing him and Steel standing there, talking when they should be fighting. “Either you decided I wasn’t worth the risk because I was a Re-Gene, or you did it because I was inherently worth less than Ortega in your eyes.”

“I told you, I don’t know.”

“I could rip the answers out of your head,” he threatens without any real heat. “Your dampeners are down. You’d have no way of stopping me.”

“Do it, then.” Steel looks about as tired as Blindspot does. “I’m as curious to hear them as you are.”

He almost does.

Almost.

His will surges towards the chopper like a spike, piercing their minds with urgent thoughts of heading home. He waits until they’re out of sight to remove his helmet, exposing his face to the empty parking lot. To Chen.

“I had plans for how today was gonna go, you know.” A slight chuckle. “I was going to walk in, all righteous fury, and take my revenge.”

Chen holds his gaze. “What changed?”

Cyrus laughs, the sound free and pure away from the voice moderator. “What makes you think anything has?”

“You’re not killing me.”

“No.” He leans back, taking a seat on the hood of the nearest car, which groans under the pressure of his heavy armor. It’s a very casual act of criminality, but he doubt Chen is going to lambast him for it under the circumstances. “I guess I’m not.”

There’s a long silence. Chen breaks it first.

“I saw your interview. The one on the bridge.” A slight pause, shorter this time. “I never knew you were into politics.”

“Any system that puts people through what I want is rotten.” He puts the helmet down and lays back, staring up at the stars. “We talked about it, you know.”

“It?”

“The sky,” he clarifies, like it’s not a total non sequitur. “What it looked like. Someone… I can’t remember who… thought it’d be green.”

“Oh.” A hesitant breath. Cyrus can sense Chen’s confusion… but also his interest. “Were you disappointed?”

“With the sky? A bit,” he admits, his eyes still skyward. “Then it got dark. And I saw the stars.” The last word is uttered with an almost dreamlike longing, with the tone of breath one might reserve for speaking about a goddess.

The Farm had taken a lot from Cyrus the second time around. But it could never take away the stars.

“They’re even more beautiful in the country.” Cyrus can sense Chen has no idea why he volunteered that information, but he continues anyway. “Especially overseas.”

“I know. Ortega took me to her ranch. More than once.”

Chen nods, but he doesn’t move from where he is standing. “You know I have to take you in.”

Cyrus sighs. “You don’t. You really don’t.”

“I’m sorry.” Cyrus could hear the stunner being primed, but he didn’t bother sitting up. “But I do.”

“Using my own tech against me?” He chuckled. He’d been wondering where that old toy ended up. “That’s a new low.”

“You were dead. It was a way to honor you. And it did it’s job,” he admits.

“Not well enough,” Cyrus says, before grabbing ahold of Chen’s mind and drowning it as violently as he could. Every thought he’d had in the last four hours, every memory, every possible impression is found and ripped out, violently brutally, viciously, without the slightest hint of mercy or consideration being given for the sanctity of his mind. By the time he is done, Chen is a drooling puddle on the floor, unconscious thrice over. Blindspot barely gives him a second glance as he walks away into the night.

[snowboyclarkov]

Rago 101 - The God of Destruction

Rago, known as the Child of the Black Sun and the 10th legendary blader, is regarded as the most powerful blader in the Beyblade verse by most of anyone who isn't a Ryuga fanboy/fangirl, and almost certainly a Brooklyn fanboy/fangirl. I've seen Brooklyn and Rago fans fighting in the comments. This is a series in which power scaling is quite difficult, especially for Burst which if using the same criteria as for Bakuten Shoot or Metal Fight could be anywhere from Wall level to Galaxy level, but can be done. Someone power-scaled and said that the Beyblade Burst verse in particular was Universe level via scaling to Dante and Gwyn, their personal realms/spaces where their Spirit (their bey partner/friend/creation) resides and various moves by the 'master' of their respective beyblades. To put that idea into perspective, it means that if Arthur Peregrine and Origami Tobiichi were to battle, Arthur would curb-stomp Origami into the dirt.

Regardless, there's a reason Rago was chosen by Nemesis itself as the only person worthy of wielding it in battle. It ended up taking the combined power of all the world's bladers, likely over 6,000,000,000 people, to even match Rago and his partner/Spirit/deity Diablo Nemesis. More accurately, since by that point Rago had died and had his spirit absorbed into the God of Destruction, the power of all bladers was up against Nemesis. It's still the same bey though, so whether it was Rago or Nemesis blading with Diablo doesn't really matter. The fact that he didn't even use Armageddon in the final clash with Gingka's Super Cosmic Nova to me suggests that Nemesis wasn't quite at full tilt. No surprise, that deity was rather cocky believing that 'worms' as it called humans could never beat it, even when all together at once.

I have seen claims that Rago has the power of all the world's bladers in his bey, but that isn't the case. Rago himself said that Nemesis has the powers of every blader it has fought and of every blader it's opponents have ever fought as well. But then Pluto blatantly said that it does have exactly that, so perhaps it is a trickle-down effect. (e.g. Power absorption/translation: Rago/Nemesis <- Opponent <- Everyone who Opponent battled <- Every adversary of everyone who battled Opponent <- So on and so forth). To avoid a no-limits fallacy, it is likely needed to apply a simple limit that Nemesis can't gain the powers of someone who is more powerful than it at the time of attempt. It's still one of the most overpowered hax ever.

"When it absorbed your legendary beys, that was not the end. It gained the power of every bey you've ever fought as well, from the first time you battled to the last." - Rago | "Nemesis possesses the power of every bey in the world, you understand? Every bey, and surpasses all in attack, defence and stamina. It is the strongest bey in history." - Pluto

To point out something, there are three Nemesis'. The bey, the god and the star, but they are all one existence too. It seems to be equivalent to the Holy Trinity, with the star Nemesis as the Father, the god Nemesis as the Son and the beyblade Nemesis as the Holy Spirit.

The Black Sun is meant to be the hypothetical star Nemesis. There was a theory in astrophysics that the Sun had a dwarf star twin that would periodically pass by the Oort Cloud or the Kuiper Belt (one of the two) in its incredibly long orbit, and send bodies hurtling into the solar system. The star known as Nemesis was a potential candidate for various mass extinctions that Earth has suffered.

This post is a simple list of a few things that Rago can do. I'd say become more powerful in every category via centrifugal force but to me that's a moot point. Frankly, Beyblade is absurd. It's on the same level as the Touhou Project verse, which is absurd in and of itself. That goes for the Metal Saga, and it may also go for Bakuten Shoot and even Burst. The latter of which would push the boundaries of absurdity.

The Many Things Rago (and Nemesis) Are Capable Of:

Corrupt people to become mind slaves to the will of Nemesis. (Pluto did this to Dynamis via the Black Sun's energy, which Nemesis is basically made of. This one seems to be restricted to whoever has the pendant Dynamis wears, so it's not really effective on anyone else.)

Absorb people and/or their souls into itself.* (Nemesis did this to Hades, then to Rago and Pluto - in Rago's case, Nemesis took on his voice and personality though it briefly used Pluto's voice.)

Cause natural disasters such as severe thunderstorms, wildfires, earthquakes, tsunamis, hurricanes, firestorms and volcanic eruptions at unnaturally high levels on a global scale. (Rago did this before Ryuga turned up, and Nemesis did it as a side-effect while battling Gingka.)

Cause global electrical black-outs. (Rago did this as a side-effect before Ryuga arrived to challenge him to battle.)

Correctly foresee future events.* (Nemesis predicted its own revival thousands of years before it happened.)

Absorb a person's power and gain their abilities, plus gain the abilities of everyone said person has ever fought with. (Nemesis absorbed power from various sources over thousands of years in preparation for its revival, and when it absorbs the powers of its opponent, it also gains the abilities of everyone that opponent has ever battled.)

Summon the Black Sun from its 26,000,000 year orbit cycle to the Earth. (Nemesis did this shortly after breaking out of Zeus' Barrier.)

Open up gateways to different universes. (Rago seemingly did this against Ryuga.)

Create barriers to protect itself or trap others. (Rago pulled this against the legendary bladers, to prevent them from being able to seal Nemesis.)

Seemingly be made of the universe itself, like some kind of abstract eldritch horror.* (Nemesis is basically a hulking divine mass of fluctuating intergalactic space given shape.)

Destroy spirits and/or souls. (Diablo Nemesis does this to all of the Spirits of the legendary bladers' beys when battling Gingka.)

Replicate the spirits of those whose powers they have taken in. (Rago and Nemesis both do this repeatedly against their opponents, it's their go to battle method.)

Erase all of existence itself on a universal scale at minimum. (Rago stated that once he and Nemesis were done, literally nothing would be left, and that they would create a new existence out of that nothingness, like the birth of a new reality.)

Resurrect itself after being killed. (The Spirit of the bey Diablo Nemesis can return after being destroyed, though a bey usually stops spinning once the Spirit is killed with exceptions, as long as the bey itself can still spin. Basically every bey with a Spirit can do this.)

Be resistant if not immune to power absorption. (Ryuga tried and failed to absorb the power of Diablo Nemesis into L-Drago.)

This isn't even getting into the powers Rago has due to absorbing the abilities of countless people. Basically, just research every single decent blader in the Metal Saga verse and count what they can do. Rago can do all of that too. This includes:

Universe creation [Faust/Damian/Dynamis]

Revealing the past via a separate realm [Dynamis]

Control over gravity [Julian]

Creating an electromagnetic field [Zeo (Byxis)]

Creating auroras [Dynamis]

Opening the gates to Hell [Damian]

Teleporting to different places [Ryuga]

Warping the fabric of reality in a universe** [Kyoya/Damian]

Transporting people between universes [Dynamis]

Creating an empty space of non-existence [Chris]

Astral projection at sizes dwarfing a galaxy [Faust]

Complete control over wind [Kyoya]

Full control over time and space, including creating seemingly hyper-massive black holes within which space-time becomes broken and ceases to exist*** [Faust]

*The asterisk means only Nemesis can do these. Rago can't.

**Kyoya did this when Hades (basically Hell) was turned into the Wild. Damian then reversed it by turning the Wild back into Hades.

***Faust's power is based on the Theory of Relativity, most likely General Relativity but maybe also Special Relativity. It's almost certain that the inside of Tempo's black holes are based on the Singularity, a potentially 0-D point of possibly infinite density where the laws of reality break down. The fact that Pegasus and Striker were still spinning but had stopped in place, and that Gingka and Masamune were frozen solid, alongside the scientific basis of Tempo suggests that time itself doesn't exist inside Tempo's black holes, and space with it. It is just a void of nothingness. Similar to non-existence then, but not quite that. Probably Rago's pipe dream.

[autumnapricot]

you make me want to get into motogp but Idk if I have it in me to be deranged about more men

listen listen listen you can always be deranged about some more men yes yes, come here my child *pspspsps‘s you into the dark alleyway*

honestly, insane sport with even more insane men, lots of italians and spaniards ™️ but…it‘s addictive. sometimes it‘s like a reality tv show you can‘t look away from. personalities you will either love or despise. spectacular battles. lots of emotions. if your hands aren’t shaking and your heartbeat isn’t up and you aren’t jumping from your seat every other corner, you aren’t watching this sport correctly. (or maybe you’re mentally stable and not a marc marquez fan. huh. uhm. i wouldn‘t know! so.)

also…GAY.

dry-humping in parc ferme? check. kissing each other on the mouth? check check . legs-around-the-waist hug for celebration? check check check. you want the sugar daddy and gay twink combo? aleix espargaro and jorge martin, not even hiding it. you crave the bittersweet tragedy of hero worship gone wrong to arch nemesis for all life route? valentino rossi and marc marquez keep on delivering. you want to root for the little brother that is always overshadowed by their older brother‘s insane success and looming narrative? luca marini and alex marquez are right there for you.

you want to support an italian ex champ who rides some of the most flawless laps once in p1 -> pecco ‚perfetto’ bagnaia could be the one. you want to support a super talented ex champ who is stuck in a scooter looser team and suffer with him every weekend? (hopefully better in 2025🙏🏻) -> fabio quartararo, maybe. or joan mir. you can choose. or do you want to support the villian of the sport who happens to be an 8 times champ and who lives through the arc of having suffered horrific injuries in 2020-2022, made a dramatic team exit of his beloved king team, and now rides for the best team on the grid? marc marquez says hi. or do you want to support your local aussie? jack miller yells g’day. or last years rookie who is dealed to be the next great of the sport? pedro acosta! or maaaybe you‘ve got a knack for a curly haired cutie who is an unruly beast on track that doesn‘t listen to team orders no penalties? the beast aka enea bastianini might be just right for youuu!

or maybe or you‘re more of a team person—want to suffer with the team that was once the best manufacturer, dominated everything, and now is in the trenches and has the most dangerous unrideable bike? welcome to honda! yamaha follows after them. or or the team that‘s „freshly“ bankrupt? uhm, hey, ktm. orrrr you‘re a tifosi? you‘ll be happy, ducati dominates and wins everything atp, go go red! (also have the most bikes on the grid)

also, cool (some self-assigned) nicknames that are also printed onto their leathered ass? yesss. el diablo? la bestia? the doctor? the maniac? the shark? mr. topgun? or or or mr big balls binder? there‘s more where these are coming from!

anyway, there is a lovely godsent person on here who does these motogp season primers to explain the sport if you want a look—this is the old one for 2024 tho, and in 2025 everybody and their dogs switched teams left and right. i will add the 2025 one if they post it🥰

anywayyy you probably didn‘t want any of this whole answer oopsie daisie, uhm…toodaloos! 😊

[notanemployeeatbellereve]

Suicide Squad Members both Past and Present (Minus both Captain Boomerangs)

Amanda Waller

Rick Flag Jr

Rick Flag Sr

Deadshot

Bronze Tiger

Enchantress

Blockbuster

Briscoe

Karin Grace 

Mindboggler

Nemesis

Nightshade

Plastique

Black Orchid

Penguin

Killer Frost (Louise Lincoln)

Multiplex

Slipknot

Parasite (Rudy Jones)

Manhunter/Privateer

Duchess

Speedy

Vixen

Mr. 104

Weasel

Psi

Javelin

Captain Cold

Shade the Changing Man

Oracle

Count Vertigo

Dr. Light

Punch

Jewelee

Shrike

Ravan

Lady Liberty

Silent Majority

Major Victory

Poison Ivy

Atom

Thinker

Schrek

Stalnoivolk

Black Adam

Catalyst

Enforcer

Firehawk

Maser

Karma

Outlaw

Silver Swan

Sportsmaster

The Writer

King Shark

Knockout

Sam Makoa

Sidearm

Quartzite

Shrapnel

Thermal

Flex

Bolt

Cameron Chase

Copperhead

Sledge

Plasmus

Manchester Black

Chemo

Steel

Mongul

Sgt. Frank Rock

Big Sir

Bulldozer

Clock King

Cluemaster

Major Disaster

Multi-Man

Havana

Modem

Larvanaut

Eliza

Putty

Blackstarr

Reactron

Solomon Grundy

Hawkman

Power Girl

Star-Spangled Kid

Wildcat

Double Down

Atom Smasher

Persuader

Electrocutioner

Icicle

Mirror Master (Evan McCulloch)

Tattooed Man

Bane

The General

King Faraday

Marauder

Thinker II

White Dragon

Twister

Blackguard

Windfall

Virtuoso

Yasemin Soze

Black Spider

El Diablo

Harley Quinn 

Savant

Voltaic

Yo-Yo

Crowbar

Iceberg

Lime

Light

The Unknown Soldier

James Gordon Jr.

Cheetah

Power Girl

Warrant

Steel

Black Manta

Deathstroke

Joker's Daughter

Reverse Flash (Daniel West)

Parasite (Joshua Michael Allen)

The Hunky Punk

Katana

Killer Croc

Mad Dog

Killer Frost (Caitlin Snow)

General Zod

Juan Soria

Lord Satanis

Master Jailer

Merlyn

Rag Doll

Scream Queen

Shimmer

Tao Jones

Skorpio

Baby Boom

Zoomax

Lawman

Snakebite

Lok

Cavalier

Magpie

The Shark (totally different guy from King Shark)

Zebra-Man

The Aerie

Chaos Kitten

Deadly Six

Fin

Jog

Osita

Thylacine

Wink

Black Mask

Film Freak

Peacemaker

Shrike (Boone)

Culebra

Exit

Mindwarp

Nocturna

Match

Talon

Branch

Keymaster

Warp

Bloodsport

Ambush Bug

Black Siren

Nightmare Nurse

Heat Wave

Major Force

KGBeast

Victor Zsasz

Madame Crow

Black Hand

Etrigan the Brainiac 666

Gunbunny

Gunhawk

Gentleman Ghost

Juniper

Klarion the Witch Boy

Snargoyle (deceased)

Wither

Aladdin

Alchemaster (deceased)

Doctor Thaumaturge 

Etrigan

Azucar

Black Bison

Pigeon

Johnny Sorrow

Rustam

Doctor Polaris

Emerald Empress

Lobo

Cyclotron

Behemoth

Leviathan

Zizz

Bloodletter

Akando

Giganta

Brainwave

Doctor Destiny

Doctor Psycho

Dubbilex

Hector Hammond

Jemm

Looker

Manchester Black

Maxwell Lord

Mento

Psimon

Acero

Dulce

El Dorado

El Gaucho

Monstruo

Silbón

Zachary Zatara

Mirror Master (Sam Scudder)

Parademon

Fisherman

Lor-Zod

Clayface

Polkadot Man

Gotham/Bane (idk some dude named Henry Clover Jr.?)

Man-Bat

Arkham Knight

Sundowner

Mr. Bloom

Two-Face

Mr. Freeze

Deadbolt

Lashina

Luke Fox

The Verdict

T.D.K.

Ratcatcher II

Killer Frost (Crystal Frost)

Ten Eyed Man

@ednygmaaskme I'm sorry it's long as hell. I also want to apologize in advance if this list has duplicates. It's hard to keep track.

[sapphire-weapon]

It’s been pretty much given in terms of remakes we’re getting re5 next but I was wondering why a group of people are so passionate about code Veronica being next? Wouldn’t re1 remake (yes again because as much as some people wanna deny it I don’t believe it’s enjoyable for younger players, I mean talking from experience I played through but I wasn’t exactly having fun) make more sense first then re cvx? Re5 story is a little confusing without knowing re1 lore sure but re cvx just straight up doesn’t make any sense if you haven’t been watched or played re1 or does it?

sorry i'm in the "don't remake REmake" camp. as far as i'm concerned, REmake is a perfect game.

i'm about to be really annoying about this, actually LOL sorry

bc that's not a title i give lightly. there's a whole list of games that i consider to be the greatest games ever made (RE4, OG FF7, uncharted 2, yakuza 0, devil may cry 3, xenogears, diablo 2 -- just to name a few off the top of my head) that are not perfect games. they all have flaws, they all have things i can and will bitch about if asked.

REmake and hades.

that's it.

those are the only two games that i consider to be perfect, without a single flaw or thing to complain about. i sat here for like 20 minutes and wracked my brain for another game to put on that list, and i can't find one.

everything about REmake from art style to level design to atmosphere to pacing to enemy design to sound design to voice acting to writing quality to atmosphere to controls (now that 3D controls have been implemented) -- all of it is flawless.

any remake of REmake would be a lesser experience. there is nothing you can do to make that game better.

if it was still using the old tank control system, i would maybe agree with you on the accessibility aspect for younger audiences, but 3D controls modernize the game completely.

you personally may not have liked the fixed camera angles, but there is an artistic merit to them in REmake specifically that would take away from the overall experience of the game if they were to be removed and replaced with an over-the-shoulder camera.

this game released in 2002.

it is older than or as old as a decent chunk of my followers.

do you realize how fucking insane that is, for this game to be that old and still look like this? there's not a single other game on the planet that holds up artistically 21 years later the way that REmake does.

for reference, other games that released in 2002 include vice city, morrowind, bloodrayne, eternal darkness, and kingdom hearts 1. none of them hold up. not a single goddamn one.

and it looks this good because of its art style, which includes pre-rendered backgrounds that you can't do/use without fixed camera angles.

in fact, part of the reason why RE3make was received so poorly is because RE3 doesn't work without fixed camera angles, either, because of the way that nemesis and his encounters were originally designed/developed. he's not a 1:1 comparison to Mr. X in RE2. nemesis encounters were highly scripted and made use of the fixed camera angles and limited visibility in order to make them tense. taking those things away just turned nemesis and his encounters into minor inconveniences rather than the setpieces they were meant to be.

like... RE3make was fine. but that's all it was, because it really lost something in translation.

even RE4make has real legitimate criticism to be leveled at it in terms of the change in art style leading to a change in atmosphere from OG. RE4make does not feel the same way OGRE4 does. something got lost there in the environment and sound design. RE4make just happened to add more than it lost, which RE3make didn't pull off -- and a re-REmake would fall short the same way.

that is why people are calling for CVX to be remade before RE5 and not RE1.

because there is no reason to remake REmake. not a single goddamn one. it can't be remade to be better. it just can't. because remaking it would cause it to lose more than it would gain. because it is already a perfect game.