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my-writings-and-musings · 2 years ago

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Earthspark Breakdown x Reader x Bumblebee

Anybody want some fluff of Breakdown trying to be smooth while getting a date for Bumblebee only to crash and burn on his own feelings? Too bad, here it is! I can't be the only one that would love to be in a throuple with these two absolute dorks, right?

"I bet I could get you a date."

"Don't you fragging dare."

Breakdown considered the laugh he'd gotten from the exchange well worth the dent Bumblebee had left in his shoulder, and the fact that he had every intention of carrying out his promise was simply a pleasant bonus. His old friend would thank him in time; the lovestruck Scout was absolutely helm over wheels for you, the Maltos kind neighbor, he just didn't have the gears to initiate much more than an occasional conversation. Breakdown hardly blamed Bee for his attraction, as you were quite easy on the optics and he found the brief interactions he'd shared with you more than enjoyable, but he knew his friend didn't have it in him to ask you on anything even adjacent to a date. For the sake of you both, he was willing to use his skills as an exceptional wingman and break the ice. He was certain he'd be thanked in good time.

Finishing the short drive up the road to your property, he turned into your driveway with a drift that was equal parts showy and loud, wanting to announce his presence before traveling up the winding dirt path. It wasn't the first time he'd done as much, though this was his first time visiting alone. Ordinarily he tagged along with the group to watch Bee get adorably flustered every time you looked his way…

Slowing down as he approached your house, he scanned the homestead for you, being careful to avoid clusters of chickens pecking about your property. Driving up to your main barn, he parked and transformed once he was sure there were no other humans about, catching the sound of approaching footsteps just before he saw you emerge from behind the barn. You were obviously surprised to see him, but your smile told him it was not an unpleasant surprise.

"Oh, hi Breakdown! I thought you guys were training the Terrans until this afternoon?" you asked with mild confusion, referencing your visit to the Malto residence that morning. Breakdown recalled how disappointed Bumblebee had looked when you had regretfully informed the group you were too busy to hang out that day thanks to a number of jobs that needed to be done on your property, and thus you'd be unable to watch their training as planned. His friend's painfully obvious longing as you drove away had ultimately been what spurred him to try to secure a date between the two of you, but he had to play it cool while he prepared to make his move, not that he was expecting much difficulty. He had good reason to believe you returned the Scout's affection.

"Bee is showing them scouting and stealth tips today; not really my area of expertise." he explained, trying not to chuckle at the idea of himself tagging along on such a lesson. Primus, Bumblebee probably would have to unteach every bit of advice Breakdown would give on the subject, so he really was better off here. Keeping to what he was actually good at, he put the first part of his plan into action, knowing you'd be much more receptive to a date with Bee if you weren't overworked. "But I thought I'd use my free time to help out with those chores you mentioned. Got anything you need an extra hand with?"

You were once again surprised by the Stunticon, and once more it was quite pleasantly so, your shoulders relaxing as his offer took a load off them.

"I do, actually." you confirmed, approaching him and continuing with some hesitation even though he'd made the offer. Breakdown couldn't help but smile at your politeness. Most humans didn't hesitate to use bots for their own ends, yet you were courteous enough to ensure he was alright with something even after he'd offered, your reluctant expression making it clear he'd have every right to refuse with no hard feelings. "My biggest headache is a fallen tree I need to move to the chopping block, but it's a bit on the bigger side, so I understand-"

"Shouldn't be a problem." he confirmed quickly, freely puffing out his chassis as he disguised a flex as a stretch. Hoping you caught just how impressive his broad shoulders looked in the bright sun, he smirked at the ease of the task ahead, planning on showing off a bit while he put his plan into motion. As he took care of this chore he'd be free to drop hints about Bumblebee and gauge your reaction, and if he was as correct about your feelings for the Scout as he was certain he was, it wouldn't be a challenge at all to drive out of here with a date for his best friend. This wasn't the first time he'd been his wingman… "Just point me in the right direction."

"Really? Thanks!" you said enthusiastically, beckoning for him to follow as you started heading past the barn. Finding the energy adorable, he followed eagerly, thoroughly grateful he'd decided to give this plan a try. There was something about you that made him understand just why Bee was so deeply besotted, and once everything worked out he'd be glad to spend more time with you, perhaps even just the two of you.

Breakdown caught sight of the problem tree as soon as you rounded the barn and he got a clear line of sight to the edge of the yard, where a once proud oak had snapped at the base and smashed into the earth to leave a shallow crater in the grass. Estimating the trunk to be at least twice his height, he whistled as he imagined what a sight the fall must have been. It was just a good thing it had fallen so far from your very crushable house…

"You weren't kidding about it being a big one." he marveled, looking over the trunk and doing a quick estimate of its weight. While it certainly didn't look like what he would call light, he was more than confident in his ability to handle the burden, especially with an audience to impress.

"I know, right? I got lucky it wasn't near anything, but it's huge. Even a chainsaw would take an eternity on that thing." you remarked as you hopped over to the other side, stepping back and scanning your eyes along the once towering oak. He realized you were measuring him against the tree and trying to do some form of your own math, but judging by your expression you were less than optimistic about his odds. The uncertainty in your tone confirmed as much, and he got to proving himself before the first word left your mouth. "So really, if it's a problem-"

"You just tell me where you need it, hngh…" he declared, pausing his sentence to secure his servos under the trunk. Digging his digits in to the bark and heaving, he bit back a reflexive sound of strain to keep up the illusion of effortlessness, not struggling but certainly using a considerable amount of his strength. Seeing your eyes widen and your jaw go slack gave him all the motivation he needed to heft the entire oak onto one shoulder, the massive amount of momentum teetering it precariously back and forth before he secured it with both servos. Not even allowing himself a sigh of effort, he finished his sentence with a grin. "...and in how many pieces."

"Oh!" was all you said at first, the feat of strength and the speed at which he'd pulled it off briefly overwhelming your ability to speak. Breakdown felt his spark surge with pride at your reaction, enough that he had to remind himself he was here to make Bumblebee look good. Not that there was much harm in showing off to a cute friend…

Catching yourself, you turned on the spot and pointed to a flat area of land with a sturdy shed. "Well, uh, right over here!" you said quickly, moving fast so he didn't have to carry the burden for long. Breakdown had to appreciate the consideration, as the effort was admittedly very draining, enough that he could feel his actuators starting to ache by the time he caught up with you. Following your instructions to drop the oak beside a chopping block, he set his dentae tight to once again avoid any obvious sounds of strain as he hefted the tree off his shoulders, making sure you were clear before he let it more or less roll off his servos and slam into the earth with enough force to shake the surrounding dirt.

"There we go, didn't even break a sweat." he declared as soon as the ground became still, doing a fantastic job covering up how much the effort had taken out of him. Somehow, even if his end goal was getting a date for Bumblebee, it was very important to him that you knew how strong he was. Confident he'd shown off his impressive prowess, he dusted off his servos in preparation for the next step. "Now, how do you want it broken up?"

The question caught you a little off guard, and you had to think before replying, a pause he dared to think came from being utterly starstruck by his abilities. "Uhhh… I need the pieces to be about this size for firewood…" you said after you recovered, picking up one of the chopped chunks as an example. Breakdown tilted his helm in thought, figuring the amount of work it would take to divide a tree of such magnitude into as many pieces of such a size might take until sundown. He halfway considered running back to the Dugout for a weapon before you jumped in with a far more workable solution. "But if you could get the trunk into sections, I can store that as is. Do you think you can break it up?"

Breakdown brightened at the question, finding it easy to ignore fatigue if he was given a chance to impress you, and you had unknowingly given him quite the opportunity. Kneeling beside the base of the trunk, he secured his servo a short distance above the jagged edge, testing the resistance before turning to you for approval. It took a great deal of willpower to hide how eager he was to show off. "This a good size?"

"That's perfect, yeah!" you agreed eagerly, going quiet after it occurred to you that there wasn't any practically obvious way to get the wood to that size. Glancing at the ace and chopping block that were comically undersized for the job, you blanked on a possible solution but still offered aid to be polite. "Do you need any help?"

Breakdown grinned, barely keeping the expression from deepening into a smirk before he replied simply, "Nah."

Using one servo to twist and the other to pull, he tore the appropriately sized chunk free with only the tiniest sound of effort slipping past his lips, one that was covered by the cacophonous crunch of timbers being shredded by sheer might. Actuators running at full capacity, he needed only a few seconds of work before he ripped the section of tree off and had it resting in his palm, which he held up for your approval. Seeing your eyes as wide as saucers once more had him nearly giddy with delight.

"Holy moly." you said after a moment of stunned silence, shaking your head to clear some of the shock before you let out a chuckle of disbelief. "Any chance I could hire you? I know farm work isn't quite as glamorous as racing, but you're very good at it."

"I'm happy to help whenever I've got the time, maybe I could swing by here on the regular." he replied quickly, finding himself eager to spend more time with you however he could. It wasn't until he'd set the piece of wood down that he remembered why he was here, and the realization sent a wave of embarrassment through his spark, which he hid with a polite cough as he considered how to change the subject. Bumblebee wouldn't have minded him flirting with you as he was hardly the possessive type, but Breakdown was set on his original mission, and knew himself well enough to be certain he wasn't the type to get crushes. He was as smooth as they came, and needed only to get back on track for success to be all but assured.

"But uh… you might have better luck with Bumblebee. He's actually way better at this kind of stuff, loves lending a servo whenever you need it." he said, gaining confidence as he went on. He knew you liked Bumblebee and that made it all the easier for him to gather himself, even as he busily shoved down the flutters in his spark that were growing more frequent every moment he spent in your presence.

"Really?" you inquired as you moved to start chopping some of the more manageable logs into firewood, unintentionally drawing his optics to your arms as you hefted your ax.

"Definitely, that bot lives for helping out." Breakdown continued as he followed your lead, getting into position to tear off another hunk of timber in part so you couldn't distract him further. "If you've got any other big chores that need doing after today, I can pass along the word."

"I'd love that, especially if you both could come over." you answered eagerly, pausing to split a log and once more making his spark surge for reasons he refused to contemplate. Pausing to give him a smile that he refused to believe was anything more than polite, you continued giving the Stunticon an impossibly hard time, every word breaking down his defenses and tearing away his cool, indifferent persona. "I think it'd be really nice to spend some time with you both, just the three of us."

Oh, Primus.

"That'd be uh… pretty nice." he replied lamely, losing ground so fast he had to think quickly to try and save any semblance of the mission he set out to accomplish. Somehow, despite being a fraction of his height, you had the same power over him that had always had Bumblebee stuttering in your presence. Though he'd never admit as much, he resolved that he would stop teasing his friend after all of this was over… "But you know, Bee is the hard worker between the two of us. You'll be able to cut through your chores in no time without me distracting him."

Slicing through another log with a thunk that made his pump skip a few beats, you chuckled at the sentiment, fixing him with a wink that acted as the first half of a one-two punch you finished with a single sentence. "I'd say you're cutting through my chores pretty quickly yourself, imagine what I could get done with two big handsome mechs?"

The entirety of Breakdown's charisma evaporated in a single microsecond at the word handsome, only to be replaced by a flood of bashful giddiness so overwhelming not even all the self preservation his ego could muster was able to halt the blush that bloomed around his cheeks. The thick oak in his servos shredded like paper without him even noticing it, as he was far too busy grappling with the realization that Bumblebee was not the only one hopelessly infatuated with you. Unable to think of any response, let alone one that was remotely clever, he merely bowed his helm and mumbled something to the affirmative.

"How about this Friday? I'll be free all day." you offered, the knowing tone of your voice making it obvious you knew exactly what you were doing. Breakdown couldn't even be sure when the conversation had flipped so drastically, but it absolutely had, and for all of his embarrassment he simply couldn't be upset about it in the slightest. Technically, he had accomplished his goal with a bonus…

At least, that's what he told himself the remainder of the time he spent helping you finish up the tree disposal, as well as during the entire shameful drive back to the Malto residence. By the time he returned the Terrans were free of their lessons and his friend was relaxing by himself in the shade of a nearby apple tree. As he approached with most out of character sluggishness, the Scout turned to greet him with an expression that was guarded and concerned in equal measure. Transforming into bot mode upon approach, he couldn't keep the sheepish feeling in his spark from showing on his face.

"Breakdown, where have you been?"

The question made him want to blurt out just what a fool he'd been, but he remained somewhat calm, optics downcast as he nudged a fallen apple with his pede. "At the neighbors…"

Bumblebee tensed but said nothing, crossing his servos and leveling his friend with a heavy stare before he pressed for details. "What did you do?"

What did he do? Get in way over his helm, he wanted to say, with absolutely wonderful and disastrous consequences. Unable to put it all into words, he focused on the most important detail of the day, still uncertain how it had all gone down.

"I uh… I got us a date with Y/N."

"You did what-?!" Bumblebee exclaimed, grabbing him by the shoulders and halfway slamming him against a tree before the word choice hit him. "Wait; us?"

Breakdown could only bow his helm as his blush returned, and their longstanding friendship did the rest.

"Oh, Breakdown…" Bumblebee sighed as he released his equally lovestruck friend, realizing that both of them were now thoroughly stuck in the same boat. Pinching the bridge of his nasal ridge and closing his optics, he sighed again before offering the only admonishment fitting of the utterly ridiculous situation they'd just ended up in.

"You reckless fool…"

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sentijazz · 6 months ago

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Sentijazz fake marriage AU where Jazz and Sentinel are forced to pose as a married couple from Harmonix on Caminus to collect information about Nautica - a scientist who is rumored to have ties to the Decepticon Brainstorm. Surprise, surprise, both of them get a bit too into it. Jazz falls in love first, but Sentinel falls in love the deepest.

took me too long to get to this my bad but OHOhoho now this is tasty interesting 👀 I’m shoving this in my mouth and RUNNING with it. Idk much about the lore behind the places or other people mentioned so forgive me if my additions are too out of character🙏

Sentinel Prime hears the smallest hint of a Decepticon roaming around freely and he immediately decides he needs to see to their arrest personally. Jazz thinks it’s not that big of a deal. But of course once Sentinel sets his sights on something it’s gonna take a miracle to make him back down. So Jazz tags along on the mission to do his part in assisting/mediating. And because he likes SP’s dumbass but shh 🤫 (more under the cut)

For some reason the mission gets approved? I guess Ultra Magnus is still playing favorites. Though it’s not going to be a simple trip to the planet and slap a pair of stasis cuffs on the perp. Planet Caminus has crazy high security that would make Red Alert feel at ease. In order to be granted access to go to the planet, Sentinel and Jazz need to go undercover.

1) Fake backgrounds saying they were forged on Harmonix, a planet colony with policies aligning with Caminus’.

2) Pretend to be Conjunx Enduras on a getaway vacation.

The two are… Baffled to say the least. Sentinel argues for a different cover story because- what the frag?! Jazz back him up though only with half a spark. Because in reality the cool cyberninja already has feelings for his superior. He’s kept it wrapped up nice and secret for a long time. It’s easier to go with the flow if he doesn’t rock the boat with a confession.

Eventually the two are stuck with that cover story and wind up in a little get away home on Caminus. Yay! And since the people here are very social the two are dragged to a lot of gatherings, hangouts, events, etc. Which means they need to play into the whole‘pretend to be conjunxes’ shtick.

Jazz unsurprisingly does it quite naturally! He likes to tease Sentinel, do acts of service here and there without even being asked, and when opportunity arises he’s there to ease the prime’s anxiety/doubt… Apart from the minimal PDA that they agreed upon, Jazz doesn’t act differently from his regular self.

Sentinel is both comforted by the familiarity and unsure whether people will buy it. So whenever (he musters up the courage) he feels like it, he puts in the effort to really make it look like they’re a couple. Anytime he has to reference Jazz he says, “my conjunx” or, “my partner” or even, “my Jazz”

Basically what I’m getting at is that them acting like a couple isn’t hard. And this makes Sentinel start to Question™️ some things. He’s looking at Jazz more. Thinking about his likes/dislikes. Trying to get more involved in the guy’s hobbies— “No I’m not interested in what you do in your free time! It’s just better for our act. People will get weird if I don’t know anything about my own conjunx.”

SP is stupid but that’s ok cuz Jazz is moronsexual <3 slow burn… Especially the burn part 👀

In the beginning Jazz was really digging playing fake conjunx enduras. He’s been crushing on Sentinel and this is like the best way to let out these bottled up feelings without having to admit anything. But uh oh. Sentinel is actually reciprocating. It’s making his spark heat up like crazy. Jazz has no idea how he’s going to survive when the mission ends and they have to… stop.

Y’know what? Their fake conjunxing might be the trigger for them to conjunx for real. What were the steps? Act of Intimacy, Act of Disclosure, Act of Profference and Act of Devotion.

It would be quite thematic if Jazz enacted the Intimacy, Disclosure, and Profference while Sentinel finishes it with the Devotion. BUT IMAGINE IF IT WAS FLIPPED!

I don’t think the intimacy part is tough for Sentinel because this bitch was feeling up Optimus every chance he got in the show. He’ll be putting hands on shoulders, leaning in close to whisper, throwing an arm over Jazz— THE WORKS!

Act. Of. Devotion. Now this one might be tricky considering how SP is. But let’s not go with the obvious of Sentinel admitting his tragic past with that spider planet. Nah nah let’s get into something more simple and personal that’ll actually build their relationship. Sentinel Prime is putting in sm effort to learn more about Jazz and one day he’s caught off guard about Jazz asking something like, “What do you like to do in your free time?” … Sentinel quickly realizes that he doesn’t have any hobbies or interests outside of work. And this starts to a genuine spark to spark conversation that leads to the two going on dates 💙

Profference? More like no Problem-erence. (sorry) Because Sentinel is in all honesty going to blow up his paycheck on their ‘getaway vacation’ and using the excuse of, “it’s for our cover story.” It might’ve been at first but we all know SP is falling hard n fast.

All that’s left is for Jazz to recognize what’s been going on and finish the conjunx ritus with an Act of Devotion. But before any of that realization could happen their current mission takes an unexpected twist! They finally got a name and face for the Decepticon target and are ready to send in the forces… Just kidding, Jazz is not ready to call an end to their fake arrangement. He stalls as much as he can to plan one last date for him and Sentinel to go on.

The two go on a hike to one of Caminus’ natural wonders. It’s like a little adventure with Sentinel’s favorite energony goodies packed. There’s no public eye for them to pretend to be a couple around yet they enjoy holding hands and flirting anyway. And to top it all off when they get to a nice n secluded park to set up the picnic Jazz gifts him a little something special. Is a personalized mixtape of songs he thought SP might enjoy + songs that reminded him of SP. So that even when the mission comes to a close he hopes that whenever the prime listened to those tunes he can remember all the good times they shared.

To say the least Sentinel is:

but omg before he can say shit guess who awkwardly stumbles upon them? Brainstorm. The Decepticon target they’re been tracking down this whole time— why does he have an autobot insignia? It turns out Brainstorm used to be a ‘con but had a little change of spark and is now vibing out in Caminus doing his fun science :D

Ultra Magnus: Welcome back. I take it things went well?

Sentinel Prime: I’m requesting paid time off.

Ultra Magnus: Good, I’m glad— wait wha?? This is all very sudden. You’ve never requested time off before.

Sentinel Prime: Yeah well I didn’t have a conjunx before so.

Jazz: I thought we were gonna hold out until after the honeymoon.

#transformers animated #tfa #tfa sentinel prime #tfa jazz #Sentijazz #fake marriage #until it becomes not fake #conjunx endura

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pleasantspark · 2 years ago

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preparing for a new arrival by Brxkxn_Fxxth

Fandoms: The Transformers (IDW Generation One)

Explicit

No Archive Warnings Apply

F/M

Tags:

Rodimus | Rodimus Prime/You

Rodimus | Rodimus Prime/Original Female Character(s)

Rodimus | Rodimus Prime/Original Character(s)

Rodimus | Rodimus Prime

You

Reader

Brief Mentions Of Vomit

Yeah You Almost Choked On Rodimus' Chode

What Can I Say? He's Packing

Bad Day For All The Robofuckers Out There

ShoutOut To All The Sussy Robofuckers

I Am Once Again Doing A Breeding Prompt

Breeding

Rough Sex

Kinktober 2022

Kinktober

Transformers Kinktober 2022

Brxkxn_Fxxth Kinktober 2022

Prompt: Breeding/Rough Sex

Summary:

rodimus after a stressful day at work, arrives back to the two of your shared habsuite for a fantastic night. [ rodimus x femme! cybertronian! reader ] kinktober day twenty-nine: breeding/rough sex

Series:

Part 29 of Kinktober 2022

Part 39 of Transformers

Part 27 of Transformers MTMTE

Rodimus was extra needy, grinding against you any chance he got. He would pounce and grind against you any surface. Today was no different, but however, he was slightly more aggressive, he never was aggressive during these intimate moments. He always made sure to not hurt you, but however; something happened when he was in the meeting that left him angry. So he shoved you against the table growling lowly.

"Ow, what's going on Rod-" You started but Rodimus stared at you.

"I'm very upset. And I want to frag you to release some anger I also been thinking... I really want to have a sparkling with you. It's been on my mind lately." Rodimus said.

You blushed, you haven't thought about Sparklings but before you could sit up and try and work your way to the interface Rodimus snapped back his panel and had you lay on your tanks to suck the wide girth of it. You sucked it. But after awhile Rodimus was very unpleased with the slow action, so he controlled your helm, that was a big mistake.

Rodimus would roughly put your helm back and forth on his spike, he would also slam it hard on his spike to the point you would choke and sputter on the length. At one point you vomitted. Which shouldn't have turned him on as much as it did. But it did, and then... He slammed one last time and overloaded to the back of your intake, with the intent of you swallowing every last drop of it. Once you did, you looked up at him, his transfluid drips down your dermas.

"Is that good enough for you?~" You asked. Rodimus smirked.

#transformers #mtmte #transformers mtmte #mtmte idw #idw mtmte #maccadam #mtmte rodimus prime #rodimus prime #idw rodimus prime #mtmte rodimus prime x reader #rodimus prime x reader #kinktober #kinktober day twenty-nine #kinktober: breeding/rough sex #. 🎃 ; kinktober 2022 #. 💞 ; txt #. 💕 ; fanfiction.jpg

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human-do-a-worm · 4 years ago

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Ramblings of an Old Soldier Part 3/3

Sorry about the wait. The second dose of COVID vaccine drains you a lot more than the first dose. Anyways here’s part 3, part 1 and part 2 can be found here.

Admiral Sturm sat on the park bench as he always did. Sipping on his coffee and reading the latest news from his datapad. Once again, the Unkall boy approached him and sat beside him on the bench. He noticed that the aging Terran was wearing a strange uniform, with the image of a furred beast embroidered on the chest and upper right arm.

“Good afternoon Mr. Sturm.” “Ah, hello there son. Back for story time again?” “Yes sir. I was wondering what happened after the summit. Almost all traces of you vanished from records 8 cycles ago, and the only mentions of you after that were how the Terran Navy wanted you back.”

“Well, as I said the other day, I became a merc. My crew and I were the best. We took contracts from the Segmentum Norrus, all the way down to the Serectan Void. We didn’t work like most mercenary groups. We sought out our clients, and saw a lot of business. Everything from running escort duty on supply runs to desperate worlds, to taking down entire groups of bandits and pirates. Wherever we went, outlaws and tyrants alike feared the sight of The Wolf’s Den.”

“The Wolf’s Den? I think we heard about a group of people using that ship last cycle in our Galactic History class. Something about taking part in the Gingral war, only a few cycles ago.” “Ah yes, the Gingral war. Some of the bloodiest fighting I’ve ever seen. That was the last contract my crew and I took. We started off in a small role; mostly just escorting supply freighters to the border colonies since most of the supply lines had been cut and the colonists were starving. Our last supply run had been going well, until 6 light cruisers decloaked and opened fire. We did the best we could, but the supply freighter carrying food and civilians was destroyed in only a few minutes.”

“We could have escaped after that. Made a jump to the nearest Unkall station and gotten reinforcements, but My crew and I all knew what had to be done. We knew that the Gingral had to pay. They may have outnumbered us 6 to 1, and they may have had us outgunned, but they didn’t account for us having a mark 7 jump core. We warped around behind them and took down 2 of the light cruisers rather easily, but then we took a hit. The jump core cut out, and we were relying only on engine power.”

“But The Wolf’s Den must have survived somehow. The history logs said that it served through the entirety of the Gingral War.”

“That’s almost right. We knew that we wouldn’t be able to keep her together much longer, so we did what all Terrans do in situations like this. We became unpredictable. We gave all power to weapons and blasted the furthest ship from us, then mustered to the airlocks. We put on EVA gear and as soon as we were close enough to the next ship, we boarded.” “Wasn’t ship boarding added to the prohibited activities of War after the Terran war?” “It was, but targeting civilians has always been among the prohibited activities of War, so we were still committing a lesser infraction. We blasted open the port hangar with a plasma charge, and cleared the first room. Then we cleared the rest of the ship up to the bridge and took out the last remaining light cruiser. Changed the comms channels to the ones we had on The Wolf’s Den, then modified the IFF tag accordingly. When we arrived at the Unkall station we had just left, they demanded an explanation, so we told them what happened.” “And you weren't reprimanded?”

“Oh, we were. There was even a small tribunal held to determine if we could still fight. That’s when the call came in. Rakthis had been attacked, with only a handful of survivors. I immediately got up and started heading to my ship. The Unkall admiral demanded to know where I was going. After calmly telling him that there was now a full scale war, we had work to do. I went to the hangar and got the light cruiser repaired and ready for combat, but not before renaming it. The Wolf’s Den was never destroyed, it just became another ship.”

“What happened next?” the Unkall boy asked. “Weren’t the forces around Rakthis said to be uncounted?”

“They were, that’s why we didn’t go to Rakthis. We went to Waalon instead. Then to Rek’lon, and finally to Scrurros. Everywhere we went, we pushed back the Gingral horde. My first mate, Sarah Callingham, had family on the outer colonies back in the Vrumoid war. Saw most of them killed in front of her when their shuttle was shot down leaving atmosphere on Vrall VII. Scrurros was a tough nut to crack, and she had more crafty ideas than I did. We landed The Wolf’s Den on the uninhabited side of the planet, then bought a grav truck from one of the farmers. It was hard to weld the armor plates on it at the right angle, but mounting the lasguns and mortar was rather simple. I stood in the back, manning two of the lasguns and the mortar while she and two other soldiers were up front in the cab. We got almost to the planetary capital before we faced any resistance.”

“But the history logs said that Scrurros didn’t fall until the later end of the war.” “That’s right. We couldn’t take the planet as easily as we’d taken the others. When the first mortar hit the shield on the planetary governance center, we knew we were in for a fight. We got the truck away with only a few shots on the armor, but we were pursued by the planetary militia. One of the armored gun trucks fired their heavy las gun and took out the rear grav drive. With the back end of the truck along the ground, our speed tanked to a crawl. I was able to keep the militia back for a while by pinning them down with the lasguns, but then another shot hit us, dead center mass.”

“How bad was it? Were you alright?”

“I made it out with only a few scratches, scrapes, and bruises, but Sarah and the others up front weren't so lucky. The shot penetrated the cab and blew up at the steering linkage. Only Sarah, myself, and the one crewman in the back with me made it out of that. We ducked into a nearby building for cover, only to find that it was a school. Not wanting to put the civilians in danger, we lightly dressed Sarah’s wounds and went on into the forest surrounding the city. We came to a cave at the foot of a mountain, and made camp inside.” “Who was the other crewman that was with you? I notice that you haven’t said his name yet.”

“His name was Richard Grumman. He was the newest addition to The Wolfpack, joining us less than a cycle ago. We hadn’t had much time to get to know each other. The Militia found us in the first week, and he was shot to death on the night they raided the cave. Sarah and I managed to get away, but we were far from being safe. The next night we got a transmission from The Wolf’s Den; They had been found, and were wondering what to do. Sarah and I were at least four days away from the ship, so I made the call and told them to leave while they had the chance, to keep fighting and never forget about us.” “So you willingly stranded yourself and an injured crewmate on a hostile planet just to save your crewmates? The stories about the Terrans must be true.” “You’ll learn that those stories don’t even tell half the story if you stick on a Terran ship for even half a cycle. Anyways, there we were, just me and Sarah on Scrurros. I treated her wounds the best I could, but she wasn’t getting much better. Eventually she died, less than half a cycle into our time on that world. I retired with her body to the farmer who sold us the truck, and paid him to let me bury Sarah on his property. Much like with the freighter, the Gingral would pay. I took stock of what I had. Two lasguns, three fragmentation grenades, an energy grenade, and a plasma charge. Not nearly enough to take on the forces of the planet, but maybe enough to make it possible.”

“So what did you do? The Gingral don’t just let prisoners get away. Especially not in the middle of a war.” “Well, I couldn't just storm the Planetary Governance Center. That would accomplish nothing but my own death. Instead I went for something better. Three grids away from the Governance Center was the Defense Center. The plan was simple. Get inside, break as much stuff as I could, and hope that was enough to take down their defenses. It took me ten days to reach the capital again, and another three to figure out how to get inside. Turns out the Gringal didn’t make their roof as secure as they should have. I opened up the ventilation system and got inside. From there it was a short trip to the bunker exterior.”

“Aren’t Gingral bunkers some of the hardest to break open in the entire galaxy? How did you get inside?” “Simple; I didn’t break in; I snuck in. I kicked out the vent and got inside the bunker, then closed and locked the door behind me and smashed the controls. There were only technicians and a few soldiers inside, who were easy enough to dispatch. The harder part was accessing the communications room. Aside from the door of the bunker itself, the communications room was the most secure place in the facility. The door was half a meter thick, and barred at six points. That would prove to be a great challenge, so I left it for later. I quickly found the controls to the weapons system, and took it down. The planet was now mostly defenseless against ships in orbit and low atmosphere.”

“So you took down the guns, but how did you get in?”

“The door was too hard to get through, so I made my own instead. I went above the room and opened up the three fragmentation grenades. Terrna frag grenades use a pressure sensitive explosive to detonate, so I poured it out above the room, then placed the plasma charge on top of it. I ducked out of the room and waited for the explosion. When that charge went off, it was as if the whole planet shook. When I went in to check on the hole, the charge had only just broken through the floor. It took hours for me to get the hole wide enough for me to wriggle inside, but it was worth it. I contacted the Unkall fleet, and they were there within the week. The planet fell and I was pulled from the bunker before the food and water stores were even dented.”

“So that’s why taking Scrurros was so easy for the fleet. There wasn’t as much resistance as the planet originally had. And you were the one to take it down?”

“That’s right. After the war, I was broken. My knees were all but useless for fighting, and I could barely stand without swaying. The Unkall empire never forgot what my crew and I did. We were paid many times more than what was written in our contract, and they even got me a home right here on Unkall Prime. Now I sit here, enjoying retirement in my old age. Though the Terran lifespan is almost 50 cycles, we’re usually out of our working years after only 30 cycles. Our bodies are too old and weak to do most of the hard tasks that we normally would.”

“So what do you do now? Surely after a life like yours you want to do something just as exciting after you’re done working.”

“I mostly just read now. When you spend your life as a soldier, you miss out on so much. I never settled down and had kids, and my time for that is even drawing to a close. I did take up a few hobbies here and there, but nothing really stuck. I still work part time for the Unkall empire, training their soldiers in virtual reality simulations is about all I can do, but I’ve given the Unkall the strength to protect their planets, and given their generals and admirals the knowledge not to go on any missions they will regret. I’m happy with the contributions I’ve made in my life, and if I had the chance, I’d do it all over again. By the way, I never did catch your name.”

“My name is Ruthal Nerzak, and I’m slotted to be a soldier in the Unkall Defense Force.”

“Well Ruthal, I hope we will meet again someday.”

With that, Ruthal stopped recording and went home, finishing his final report.

A few days later, Ukall prime came under attack. A colonial independence group made numerous strikes around the city, and Ruthal had been caught outside on his way home from class. He tried to run away, but was chased by one of the insurgents down an alleyway, when suddenly two lasgun shots rang out. Ruthal though he was dead, but he slowly opened his four eyes and saw that the terrorist was dead on the ground in front of him. Looking up, he was me with a familiar face

“Thank you Mr. Sturm, I thought I was surely dead.”

“Don’t thank me yet, we’re seven grids away from the nearest shelter, and there’s enemies all around us. You said you wanted to be a soldier, well your training just started early.”

Sturm handed Ruthal the lasgun from the dead insurgent, and after showing him how to fire and teaching him how to make sure it doesn’t overheat, he led the Unkall boy out of the alley and down the street. Two blocks later, Sturm pulled the Unkall boy into an alley.

“Alright son, listen up. There’s about fifty armed and angry people between us and shelter. Our espace routes have been mostly cut off, so I need you to listen to me and listen well. When I tell you to run, you run as fast as you can. We should be able to get past most of them by taking the alleys across the street. I picked up some kit off one of these guys. The flashbang should buy us enough time to cross the street, but I’ll have to think of something after we get to our next crossing.”

Sturm threw the flashbang far into the crowd of terrorists, blinding a dozen of them and allowing them to cross the street. After seeing how many insurgents were at their crossing point, Sturm and Ruthal entered a tall residence building across from a big shootout between the insurgent and Unkall forces.

“Alright, we don’t stand a chance of crossing that. Here’s the plan. We’ll get up high, and then open fire on them. If nothing else, we’ll draw their attention away from the defense forces and allow them to break through.”

“I can’t. They’re people, just like us.” “Look around you kid. There’s men, women, and children all gunned down by these guys. I’m not sure what that makes them in Unkall society, but to us Terrans, they’re no longer people; they’re monsters. As a soldier, our job is to get rid of the monsters, so that everyone can sleep soundly at night knowing they’re safe. Taking a life isn’t something one does lightly, but it’s still something that has to be done. It’s better that we take them out, because if we don’t, who knows how many more people they’ll kill. We don’t do this because we like killing, we do this because we love the people we protect, and we’d give anything to keep them safe.”

“But I don’t want to hurt them.”

“I understand. I’m not sure if the Unkall have a saying like this, but Terrans sure do. You have a big heart. You want to keep people safe, not put them in the ground. But sometimes the best way to keep people safe is to put bad people in the ground. We’re between a rock and a hard place. If we sit here and do nothing, they will continue to hold this street, but if we can take them down, even just one or two of them, we can make them fight on two sides, which is the easiest way to break through an enemy line. I recognize a few of the soldiers I can see from up here. I trained them myself. They’ll realize what’s going on and they’ll do the heavy lifting; we just need to give them a helping hand. So, are you ready?”

The young Unkall nodded, then Sturm and Ruthal braced their lasguns on the windowsill, and opened fire on the street below. As Sturm said, the insurgents shifted their position, attempting to defend against incoming fire from two directions. As the Unkall defense forces broke the lines, a single shot came from the street and hit Sturm in the neck

Bleeding badly, Sturm stumbled back, Ruthall catching him in his arms. As he was losing his grasp on consciousness, Sturm held Ruthalls hand

“Never forget what happened here. Never forget the atrocities you saw with your own eyes, and never be afraid to rise up against the monsters who make things like this happen.”

With that, Sturm closed his eyes. Unkall security forces soon burst into the room, seeing the state of the old Terran, they gave him the best aid they could, and sent him off to the hospital, with Ruthall at his side.

After a lengthy surgery and two pints of blood, Sturm woke up in his hospital room, Ruthall asleep on his lap. Colonel Rengar, a soldier in the Unkall defense forces entered the room.

“So Admiral, I see your retirement is going well.”

“Can the crap Colonel. How many did we lose?”

“Casualties are still being counted, but even one is too many.”

“And what about the boy, Ruthall. Why is he still here?"

"His family were among those killed in the attack. We haven’t told him yet, just that we’re still looking for them.”

“So what will happen to him?”

“We don’t know. He doesn’t have any living family, and in our culture friend’s do not step in for situations like these. He will likely be left to become an adoptee for some family here, but after this, I’m not sure who would adopt him.”

“I will.”

“What? You can’t be serious. The looks he would get, especially here in the capital. I’m not sure if he can take it.”

“He knows my story. He knows that I take care of the ones I call family. He didn’t hesitate to pick up a rifle and follow me through the streets today, and he only barely hesitated to fight beside me. He’ll make a fine soldier, and he’ll make a damn good son. Get me the documents dammit.”

“Very well.”

Ruthall woke up, and was told about what happened. He didn’t take his family dying too well, but was glad that he would not be alone. The next day that school was in session, Admiral Sturm put on his old Terran uniform, and walked his son into class. It was not easy adjusting to caring for a young Unkall child, but it was a change that Sturm was happy to make. He had known what it was like to be alone, and now he could keep Ruthall from knowing that pain.

The End

Let me know if you guys want a follow up series about Sturm and Ruthall on Unkall Prime, and how they live their lives together.

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Not One Of You Anymore: Part 28

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John Murphy x Fem! Griffin!Reader

Word count: 2086

Warnings: Getting robbed I suppose?

Y/N: Your Name

Summary: You weren’t meant to be born but you were so when you were ten your mom and the Chancellor sent you to the ground as a test for the 100

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John and I packed some things and left to meet Jaha at the Dropship. John was determined to get us to the city of light. He wanted us to have a life without judgement. I was mostly curious to see if it’s real or just a rumor like everyone says it is. I thought about Lexa a lot during our trek. I understood why she left me in the mountain, but if she found out that I was weak and fell in love she would kill me.

“Sir, do you recognize anything?” One of the guys asked.

“The tent was near here. I’m sure of it.” Jaha answered and I rolled my eyes.

“Yeah right, it’s all just sand.” I mumbled and John sighed.

“What’s the matter? You guys got some place better to be?” John asked as he pulled me along.

“You have a point.” I sighed and he smirked. He stopped by Jaha and looked around.

“You see anyone?” He asked. Jaha walked towards the wagon.

“Bak op o ai na frag yu!” (Stay back or I’ll kill you!) A woman said and jumped up with a knife.

“We mean you no harm.” Jaha said and John held me behind him.

“Do you speak English?” Jaha asked.

“What do you want?” The girl asked.

“Nothing. It looks like you could use a hand. What are you doing out here along?” He asked and I looked around, something didn’t seem right.

“My brother and I were on our way to the City of Light… when Wastelanders attacked.” She said, removing her face mask.

“They took our horse. All our water, everything. They killed him. This cart is all I have left.” She answered.

“Give her some water.” Jaha said and John started taking his bag off.

“No, no, no. We barely have enough for ourselves here.” One of the men said.

“Touch me again and I’ll end you.” John threatened, but I held him back.

“I don’t trust her.” I whispered.

“You don’t trust anyone babe.” He said and pulled me along. John pulled his water bottle out and handed it to her.

“It’s okay.” He said and I kept my eyes narrowed at her. She took it and desperately drank it.

“We’re on our way to the City of Light as well. What’s your name?” Jaha asked and I looked at him with wide eyes.

“Emori.” She answered and I looked back at her.

“Everyone in the Dead Zone is looking for the City of Light. Almost no one finds it. I can get you there.” She said and that’s when I noticed her covered hand. She’s one of the freaks…

“If you pull my cart.” She added.

“Done.” Jaha said and I gripped John’s arm.

“We can’t trust her.” I whispered.

“Caspian, you’re on the first shift!” Jaha shouted.

“Then just trust me.” He whispered.

“Thanks for the water.” She said, handing the water back to him.

“It’s uh- It was no problem.” John said and I narrowed my eyes at her. All of us were walking through the Dead Zone, pulling Emori’s cart.

“So I gotta ask, what made you ditch your home and risk your life to cross the beach from hell?” John asked her. I was walking ahead of them because I didn’t want to be near her.

“It doesn’t matter.” She answered.

“Come on, take my mind off all the fun we’re having.” John said in his usual sarcastic tone, making me smirk slightly.

“It wasn’t my decision to leave.” She answered and I perked up slightly.

“Kicked out? Okay, now I’m interested. What did you do?” He asked.

“If I told you, you would not look at me the same.” She said.

“Maybe. Then again, I might surprise you.” He said and I glared slightly.

“What about you? How did you end up in the Dead Zone?” She asked him.

“I could tell you the gory details, but since you’re one of the few people on this planet who doesn’t hate me at the moment, I don’t think I wanna blow it.” He answered and I felt my heart break slightly.

“Now I’m interested.” She said with an obvious flirty tone.

“Okay, you really wanna know? I killed two people. Tried to kill two more. I had my reasons, but nobody cared. I’m the bad guy.” He said and I frowned.

“Told you I’d blow it.” He said after a moment. I looked back and saw she was showing him her hand. It was mutated.

“My people saw me as a stain in the bloodline, something to erase.

“Then screw them.” John said and I looked at him with a furrowed brow.

“I wouldn’t cover it up. I think it’s pretty badass.” He said and my eyes widened slightly.

“Ai don get in yu were won kom emo.” (I knew you were one of them.) I growled, walking up to them. Emori took out her knife and I took out one of my swords.

“Y/N! Stop!” John said and Emori’s eyes widened.

“Yu laik Heda’s ait meika?” (You’re the commander’s right hand?) she asked, still holding her knife to protect herself.

“Yu beda na stedaunon!” (You should be dead!) I growled and went to go attack her, but John stopped me.

“Calm down Y/N!” He said holding me close to him.

“Let me go John!” I growled.

“No, not until you tell me why the hell you’re attacking her.” He said.

“She’s one of those freaks! Heda said they die.” I said.

“You’re not with Lexa anymore. She left you to die, remember? She left you with Cage.” He said and I shuddered.

“Don’t you dare mention that name!” I said and shoved him away from me. I could feel tears well in my eyes as the memories that didn’t happen that long again resurfaced.

“Come here.” He said and pulled me to him, taking my sword from my hand and put it in its sheath.

“For Heda’s right hand, you’re weak.” Emori said and I glared at her.

“I’ll show you weak!” I shouted, just John pulled me back.

“She’s been through a lot recently.” He said and pulled me away.

“Don’t kill her, for me.” He said and I narrowed my eyes at him.

“Why? So you can flirt with her more?” I spat.

“What? I wasn’t-”

“Save it.” I cut him off and walked off.

Now it was Jaha, John, Emori, and I pulling her damn cart. It was hot, and hard to pull the cart through the sand. I was still annoyed at John for flirting with her and then lying about it, so we weren’t speaking right now.

“Dei de’s far pleni!” (That’s far enough!) A man on a horse said, holding a large gun.

“Chancellor, look out!” The guards shouted and held their guns at the ready.

“Non gon mov!” (Nobody move!) He shouted.

“Hold your fire!” Jaha said and Emori grabbed John and held a knife to his throat.

“Wait!” John said as she pulled him along. I pulled my sword out and was ready to kill her and the asshole on the horse.

“Everybody, put your weapons and supplies in the cart and nobody gets hurt.” She said.

“Natrona! Heda was ait hashta bilaik kind!” (Traitor! The Commander was right about your kind!) I growled.

“En em looks like Heda was wrong hashta yu.” (And it looks like The Commander was wrong about you) She said with a smirk.

“If we give you our supplies, we’ll all die out here.” Jaha said.

“If you don’t you’ll die right here.” She said.

“Say the word and I’ll kill her before he could even think about pulling the trigger.” I growled.

“No, do as she says, now.” Jaha said. Everyone put their stuff in the cart but me.

“Dula op em don eni techin?” (Do they have any technology?) The man on the horse asked.

“Oso’ll dig au.” (We’ll find out.) She called back.

“How’s your faith holding up, Chancellor?” John asked.

“Shut up.” She said.

“Unwavering.” He answered.

“You don’t want to do this.” He said walking towards her and I rolled my eyes.

“Stop walking.” She said.

“We all came out here searching for a better life, same as you. Maybe we can find it, if we work together.” He said.

“She’s not to be trusted.” I growled.

“Shut up Y/N.” John said and I narrowed my eyes more.

“Thanks. But no.” She said.

“Emori, hos op!” (Emori, hurry up!) The man shouted.

“Now, Y/N put your stuff in the cart and everyone back away and get on your knees!” She shouted.

“Do as she says Y/N.” John said.

“Fine.” I growled and put my things in the cart and backed away with everyone else, also getting on my knees. She turned and put John on his knees as well.

“What a surprise, you’re just like everyone else.” He said. She whispered something in his ear and I glared at her.

“Good luck, John.” She said then knocked him out.

As soon as they left I rushed to John’s side. It was getting dark and we decided not to move until he woke up.

“John.” I whispered, trying to wake him once again.

“Come on John, we need to get going.” I whispered. John coughed and reached for his head.

“There, he’s up. It’s about time.” Caspian said.

“Quiet, Caspian.” Jaha said.

“Are you alright?” Jaha asked and I helped him stand up.

“If he’s not, we’re leaving him here. His little girlfriend too.” Caspian said and I glared at him.

“Say another word and I’ll kill you.” I growled.

“Easy Y/N, I’m okay.” He said.

“It’s time to go home.” Caspian said and Jaha looked at him.

“And where exactly is that?” He asked.

“Sir, I know you’re trying to take us to a better place, but look around. We’ve got no food, we’ve got no water, and no idea how to find it.” Caspian said.

“Due North.” John said and we looked at him confused.

“She said due North.” He added and I rolled my eyes.

“What is due North, John?” Jaha asked.

“She was talking about the City of Light.” He answered and I scoffed.

“Did she say that?” Caspian asked.

“No.” He answered.

“Doesn’t matter what she said, we can’t trust her!” I said.

“Did she say how far due North?” Jaha asked.

“No, she didn’t, but she wouldn’t be sending us there if we couldn’t make it.” He said.

“You honestly want to trust the bitch that just stole all our stuff?” I asked.

“Sir, I really hope you are not considering this.” Caspian said.

“John, we have no weapons and no rations. If we go North and you’re wrong, then all of us will die. If we turn back now, we live.” Jaha said.

“So that’s it? We’ve reached the point of no return? You wanna give up?” John asked.

“I didn’t say that.” Jaha said.

“You didn’t not say it either.” He said.

“That is the North Star.” Jaha said pointing up at the sky.

“After you.” He said and motioned for John to go first. John looked at me.

“You coming?” He asked and I sighed.

“You’re lucky I lo- I mean yeah.” I said and grabbed his arm, heading North. My cheeks were heating up as we walked away from the group.

“The rest of you need to decide for yourselves, but either way, we’ll come back for you when we find it.” Jaha said.

“Sir? This is a mistake! You’re not gonna find it! You’re not gonna make it!” Caspian shouted.

“So… What was that you were about to say?” John asked walking backwards in front of me with a smirk.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I said, obviously playing dumb.

“Really? Because I think you were about to say the L word.” He said, his smirk growing.

“I couldn’t even if I wanted to.” I said and he furrowed his brows.

“I believe this is what they call having faith, John.” Jaha said, catching up to us as we climbed the hill.

“Faith? Nah, we just have nothing better to do, right Y/N?” He asked me and I bit my lip.

“I suppose so.” I said and walked ahead of them. I can’t believe I almost told John I loved him! I could never say that to him, otherwise I would be weak and I will not be weak again.

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amethystpath-writes · 4 years ago

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Darling, I Did It for You Part 17 (previously known as Hero x Caretaker x Villain)

Part 16 here

There is a chapter written below, but first I wanted to clear some things up!

I wrote it in a past post, but that title up there ^^ is the new title. I don't imagine myself changing it anytime soon so have you eye out for it!

Also mentioned before, I have named the characters. I want this story to be as authentic as possible so it has a title and the characters have actual names, not just reputations!

Villain: Carson

Hero: Malory/ Mal

Caretaker: Dakota/ Kota

Brother and Sister have yet to be named, but I will have the key posted in future chapters!

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Carson jolted awake with a gasp. His eyes were wide, but he could hardly process what he was seeing. All he knew right now was that his chest ached as if it were bruised. On top of that, it also tingled. He breathed okay. That was good.

Finally taking in his surrounding rather than his state, Carson realized he was outside- in his own yard, and Malory was beside him.

"Are you okay?" Her voice was raspy, like she'd been screaming for minutes on end. Has she been? Carson wondered.

"I don't remember...I'm okay, but I- I have no idea why I'm out here."

Malory gave a dry laugh, glancing behind her at the small lump several feet away. Her glove. She looked back at Carson. "I'm not too sure why you were out here either."

The glove sparked a small memory in Carson's mind. He remembered the winds blowing out of control, but it couldn't have been him, right? "The storm..."

She nodded. Yes, it was him that caused it.

"But why? How? I know I've had less control recently, but not badly enough that I've passed out."

"Seems we were both out here testing ourselves." Mal squinted at Carson. "You didn't pass out at your own hand. I had to do that- kind of. I passed out at yours, you passed out at mine. But I'm curious..." She paused, squinted harder. "You never said your powers were out of control. That seems like something you should tell."

Carson huffed, finally sitting up. "What? And make you think I was going to go on a villainous spree after you just came to trust me? No thanks. But now you know, so it doesn't matter." Malory was right though. He'd come out here to test his powers, see if he had any more control over them. He thought- maybe- if Mal was coming to trust him then that meant his powers would subside, or at least become more stable.

"You'd rather almost kill everyone than to lose my trust?" Mal scoffed and shook her head. "Well now you've done both." She began to stand up off the ground. Carson followed suit.

"You're mad," he stated. "It's not like I knew it was going to get that bad, Malory. If you hadn't noticed, I was a little distressed as it was happening." Carson was on Mal's heel as she stomped back toward the house. "And another thing, I locked our fingers. I would have rather died myself than to have hurt anyone else, especially after whatever I did to you."

She shook her head. "Even better," she laughed, and stopped her stamping. "How do you think I would have felt if I killed you? How do you think?" Malory was yelling, furious.

"It wouldn't have been you that killed me. I-" Mal began her trek again, Carson following with a mad persistence. "Would you please listen to me for a second?"

"One," she said sarcastically. "Time's up." Mal reached the door, flinging it open angrily. It hit the wall, making a loud crashing noise. Carson eased it shut as he stepped through. By the time he turned around, Malory had already made it into the kitchen, and was several feet away from the staircase which led to everyone's bedrooms.

Carson shook his head. "Mal, come on!" It wasn't an angry shout, just one that would be loud enough for her to hear as she took off up the stairs.

'Seems we were both out here testing ourselves.' This is what Malory had said outside, before Carson could recall what even happened. 'Testing ourselves'. He hummed. "Not fair of you to be mad at me when you were just as likely to be catastrophic!"

And the footsteps were growing louder; she was coming back. Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap. Mal was on the stairs.

"Not fair?" Malory's tone was venomous as her foot fell on the main floor. Her fists were clenched at her sides and Carson remembered her glove laying in the grass. Hopefully it was on her hand now. "I'll tell you what's not fair- you skulking about behind everyone's back fully aware that you might have less control than you did before!" Her finger was a weapon, jabbing into Carson's chest, forcing him back and back. Thankfully it was gloved. "I guess I should have known you were losing control." Mal gritted her teeth. "The bruises, the broken bones, they were all becoming more frequent with our every fight. I should have known."

Malory shook her head and continued, jabbing her finger into him again, walking him backward towards a wall. If Carson wanted to stop her, he'd have to touch her and he didn't trust that his numbing abilities wouldn't travel through cloth now. "It doesn't matter what I did or didn't know because you did know. You knew you were out of control and you did it anyway damnit! You made me have to stop you! I could have killed you, don't you know? I could have fragging killed you!"

Carson's back met the wall and he swallowed when Malory's finger jabbed into his chin, forcing it up. Her other arm was laid across his chest, keeping him where he was, tight against the wall. To anyone else it might have been intimidating, but Carson knew what it was truly. She didn't want him to see her emotions. She was scared. Maybe even terrified. And she hated the idea of him seeing that.

"I don't know what you want me to say," he admitted. "I'd apologize, but I don't imagine it will make a difference?" In his peripherals, he saw her shake her head, agreeing with him. "Still," he swallowed again, hard against the finger pushing into his skin. "I'm sorry that I forced you into such a position. I should have thought about it all more clearly. I'm sorry for my ignorance and thoughtlessness." This was perhaps the most sincere Carson had ever been. He wasn't used to apologizing.

Malory let off, her arm sliding down his chest until it fell to her side. The finger she had poised slid away, too, and she put that hand on his shoulder, grasping it tightly. "It isn't just that I was afraid of taking a life. It was..." She closed her eyes, lightened her grip on his shoulder. "Nevermind. Just nevermind." She turned her back to him.

"What are you thinking?" Carson asked. He took a single step away from the wall, his chest almost coming into contact with Mal's back. "Just say it. Tell me what you're thinking. Please."

Malory shook her head before ducking it down and placing it in her hands. There was a soft sniffle. "I don't know you," she said suddenly aggravated again. "I. Don't. Know You. You- you're- urgh!" She didn't know, and it was beyond frustrating. What was Carson to her? They were enemies; he a villain, and she a hero. But he wasn't a villain at all, was he? He proved he wasn't time and time again, so why did Mal keep trying to convince herself that she hated him? Why was it so difficult for her to just...like him?

"I need to think," she told him. "Don't bother me." And with that, Malory stalked upstairs. Carson didn't say anything, but even if he would have, she wouldn't have stopped for him.

The reason for her outburst, she knew, was because she felt herself being okay with the idea that he might have been a true villain, that he might have been trying to create a tornado last night. Not because she wished ill-will on the world, but it would have at least eased her to know that Carson wouldn't be so reckless with his own life.

Malory wanted him to be selfish with his life, to value it more than he did anything, or anyone else's. She couldn't say why she felt this way. Why would she ever prefer that he live versus an entire city? Sure he was a friend now, but they were far from 'besties'. Weren't they? They weren't close. They were enemies become friends. Still, Mal should have cared more that he could have killed everyone rather than he could have only killed himself. But she did care more about the latter.

How stupid he was for holding onto her hand the way he did. As she said, Mal didn't care that him holding her hand could have meant she killed yet another person by accident. It was that it was his life. For whatever reason, she couldn't bare the thought of him being dead, of him no longer existing.

Carson's idea that they were meant to find each other floated across her mind. Foolish, Mal thought of it. We are not soulmates or whatever. It was a ridiculous thought, but Mal knew that some part of her was coming to accept it. After all, why else would she feel the way she did?

#part 17 #darling i did it for you #hxcxv #original series #hero x villain #hero x villain story #good villain #angry hero #long post #writing update #whumplr #writeblr

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Kashyyyk - Chapter 76

Link to the masterpost. Chapter 75. Chapter 77

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With the location marked on the map, we just have to get there and kill a kinrath on the way. Not too difficult, I can hear them around here. Jolee and I take point, while Bastila and Canderous are some way behind flirting with each other. “It does my old heart good to see some love being expressed.”

“Is that a comment on me?”

“If you want to take it that way, it is,” he says, “I was only pointing out that the Jedi tend to be very anti-love.”

“Yeah, Bastila’s been on my case about that before,” I say, “I tell you, no one’s more surprised about this development than she is.”

“Not you?”

“You kidding? I could see something between them the first time they met,” I tell him, “Bastila was trying to act all stoic and cautious and Canderous saw right through her. He’s been flirting with her the whole time, but Mandalorian flirting isn’t everyone’s cup of caff, you know?”

“Is it yours?”

“Me?” Weird question to ask. “Yeah, I guess, I’ve been with a few Mandalorians before, I’m just not particularly interested in Canderous. He’s twice my age, I don’t have a thing for you either.”

Jolee scoffs. “Well, that’s awfully nice of you,” he says sarcastically. He’s not into me, either, he hasn’t flirted at all. He’s not interested in me that way, and I don’t think he would be even if we were closer in age. Some people just aren’t romantically compatible.

“Jolee, can I ask you something?” I say.

“Bit late to be asking that, isn’t it?” he says teasingly.

I grin, but then back to my question. “You were in my head earlier, how did you do that?”

“How do you know you weren’t in my head?”

“Don’t start with that, I’ve already gone through it with Bastila,” I say seriously, “If she and I didn’t have some kriffing Force Bond, I’d be questioning it, too. But I’m positive, you were in my head. Not the other way around.”

He sort of ho-hums his head, like “okay, fair point.” “Sending and receiving thoughts is like blinking in terms of effort for experienced Jedi,” he says with a small shrug, “The hard part is making those thoughts coherent. Not hard for you, though, apparently.”

“It’s the Force Bond thing,” I say casually, “I’ve got practice with it. I don’t just initiate conversation without asking first, because my parents raised me to be polite, but hey.”

“What’s that about, anyway?” Jolee says curiously, “This… Force Bond between you and Bastila. Such things develop between master and apprentice often, but…”

“I’m as confused as you are,” I tell him honestly, “And the Jedi Council. They didn’t have any idea how it formed either, they think it’s a destiny thing.”

He hums neutrally. “I’d be willing to bet the Council knows more than they let on.”

Wait, what? “What do you mean by…?”

And suddenly he pulls out his lightsaber and throws it at a tree. I watch it fly up, and I watch it return to his hand. Then I hear a massive thud behind us and Bastila shrieks. “Got the kinrath,” he says. What an effect subject change! Canderous picks up the kinrath carcass and then picks up his conversation with Bastila just as easily, as if a body didn’t just fall out of a tree.

My head starts to feel fuzzy again. I inject another stimpack as we approach the clearing. I see a smooth stone in the middle of the opening to the clearing. Ancient symbols have been carved into the surface on the stone. I didn’t realize Shyriiwook had a written form, but I guess this must be it. The letters bear a resemblance to those of other languages. I’m sure linguists would balk at this sort of development, but I doubt any of them care too much about Shyriiwook. Even through the layers of moss and dirt on the stone from years of sitting undisturbed, I can still read the words, traced by generations of Wookiee claws: “The beast comes when summoned, if you are generous. It comes to battle, if you are worthy and wise. It grants you glory, if you are fearsome and brave. Feed the beast and it will heed your call. Take vipers from their lair and hang them from above. Let blood scent the ground of our ancestors.” I try not to rest my hands on the stone too much. I’m an outsider, and this is a Wookiee cultural site. I have not been invited. I am merely a guest.

A kshyy vine hangs down in the center of the clearing. It smells strongly of blood, and that blood is soaked into the ground. “Looks like the kinrath goes here,” I say. As Canaderous starts to suspend it, I see a skeletal corpse not far from it. I decide to check it out. Not much is left of it - the clothes are torn as creatures have taken bits for nests, some bones are missing. It’s still recognizably human, but all that’s left are the inorganics. A datapad, a modest circlet, and a… a lightsaber. Must be the Jedi Freyyr mentioned. I quickly take these pieces and load them into my pack. My curiosity has gotten the better of me, but from the rustling in the distance, I know now is not the time to investigate any further. I need to focus now. Great Beast.

The beast has four claws on each of its four limbs, and great tusks protruding from the corners of its mouth. Its flesh is smooth and scaly, and covered with spikes. It smells of death. Yeah, I’m scared. Jolee reaches out with the Force, trying to whip the beast up in a Force whirlwind, but nothing happens. Well, fuck.

Canderous, thinking quickly as the beast trudges towards us, fires his rifle right at its eyes. It takes him a couple rapid shots, but he manages to blind it. It stops and screeches in pain. The sound hurts my ears, it feels like agony. It doubles over briefly, and I can see a blade lodged in its flesh. Like, deeply lodged, the skin has grown around it. This isn’t going to be like pulling a splinter. I have to kill it and carve the blade out.

Whoa! The beach reaches out one of his massive arms and swats at us, knocking me and Bastila back - which I only realize after it all happens. It was so fast I couldn’t process it until after it happened. I catch it quickly enough to break my fall, and to cushion Bastila’s fall with a quick shot of the Force. Then I reach out to both Bastila and Jolee with the Force and send them, “Without eyes, this creature is going to be relying either on sound or smell to find us, anyone want to bet which?”

“Not particularly,” Jolee says, dripping in irony.

“Have you got a poison grenade?” Bastila asks, “Perhaps we can overwhelm its sense of smell.”

“Worth a shot.” I pull the small grenade off my belt and activate it before quickly throwing it at the beast. It hits the ground and explodes, sending a poisonous cloud into the air around the beast. But the beast doesn’t seem to get sick. Which tells me it’s got its own poison inside, and I’m willing to bet it’s in those claws. It swats the cloud away, and at least for a moment I think it’s confused.

Okay, next step is find the weak spot. Every predator I’ve ever seen so far has one. It’s really hard to get to for their typical prey. But I have no idea what this thing typically eats, so I guess we’ll have to try everything. “Go nuts, guys,” I announce, and the beast turns toward me and starts to charge for me. But before it can get to me I jump up to a branch above me. Jolee and Bastila dive out of the way. They start attacking with their lightsabers while Canderous fires at pretty much every part he can get a good shot at. All of them going for more or less the front of the creature. But I think Rothrrrawr may have been onto something without realizing it. This guy is apex predator size, big bad dude of the forest, what sort of prey would be going for his back? I don’t want to do anything that might damage the blade, so no plasma grenade. Odds are the blade is cortosis weave, it would have to be if Bacca made it from the hull of a starship, to handle the stresses of space. So my lightsaber wouldn’t hurt it. And neither would a frag grenade. But the only grenade left on my belt is a plasma grenade, so there goes that plan. Looks like it’s lightsaber or nothing. I pull the purple lightsaber off my belt and aim carefully - if I throw it right, I can lodge the lightsaber in its back, and the heat damage that could do could cook that thing from the inside out. “Try to keep it in the same place, guys,” I send to Bastila and Jolee, “I want to try something.”

“Well, do it fast!” Jolee urges.

Just have to time it right. Trust the Force, not my eyes. If my hunch is right about the back being a weak spot, this should work. I throw the lightsaber and use the Force to activate it mid-flight. Changes the physics of it a little but another push of the Force gets it back on track. The lightsaber lands blade down in the creature’s back. It rears back in pain, shrieking and hurting my ears again. Almost like they’re operating on the same wavelength, Jolee and Bastila both jab their lightsabers at the creature’s throat, cutting off the shriek and, based on the lack of movement, its life. They withdraw their lightsabers and get out of the way before the beast falls on them.

I drop down from my perch. I exhale heavily. “I’m glad that worked,” I say, and I pull my purple lightsaber out of the beast’s back. Now to get the blade out of there. “Take five, guys,” I say, “And next time we have to fight a giant beast, I’ll take point.” They’re not listening to me, they’ve already started to chill. Okay, that’s fine. “Canderous, have you got a knife?”

“Isn’t that basically what a lightsaber is?” he asks, already pulling out his knife for me. A simple enough thing, a tool, not a weapon. Which is just what I need.

“Do you cut food with a sword?”

He snickers a bit. “Well put.”

The hard part about getting the blade out is going to be all the spikes on the beast’s back. Whether they’re poisonous or not, they’re bound to hurt if I hit one of them. Even out in the Outer Rim as a scout I didn’t skin, well, anything really. My strengths tended to be more resource and terrain analysis. Sure, we all had input with the other members of our team - I worked with the linguists and anthropologists a lot - but I was never responsible for feeding the team. The most I’d do is track herds or figure out which species would be, ecologically speaking, okay if we ate one. I didn’t prepare meals, I didn’t do any of the killing for meals, I didn’t skin the animal to sell or use its hide, I didn’t do any of that. Which is probably for the best in the long run, because I got the impression it was delicate work and delicate is the last word anyone would use to describe me.

This, thankfully, is not a job that requires being delicate with the body of the animal. We’re not going to eat it, we’re not going to scavenge the body for goods to sell. It’s not our place, and it’s not ecologically sound. A predator this size is probably pretty high up on the trophic pyramid, so there likely aren’t a lot of them. It approached alone and had loud and low cries, so I’d wager it’s a solitary creature. From an ecosystem perspective, I would rather not have killed it. Ecosystems can be delicate, even when they’re as well cared for as the Wookiees try to do. Not that we had much choice in the matter this time.

In order to get the blade out, the first thing I do is carve out a chunk of the back around the blade. This line is jagged and the cut is uneven, but it’s enough to pull out the chunk around the blade, which isn’t very deep into the back. Canderous’s knife is sharp, which is useful because I have to cut through at least one bone. Once I pry the chunk out of the back, I’m basically sculpting, cutting chunks of flesh away trying to free the blade. Once I slice enough away, the rest just falls off. Part of me wants to clean the blade off, but I think Freyyr would appreciate it more if I leave the grime there.

We go back to Freyyr, and he asks if we have found the blade. He looks overjoyed to see it, reverently examining every inch of it. “It may not look like much,” he says, “but this is a very important relic of my people. Tradition dictates that it be respected.”

“I’ve done my best to do just that,” I tell him.

He smiles. I think - it’s hard to tell through all the fur. “I didn't think I was worthy to search for it,” he says, “but I realize that was selfish despair. I should have challenged Chuundar long ago. I will make amends now. I have new hope. You have led me to this… Perhaps that is what the Great Beast wanted.” Somehow I doubt that the Great Beast wanted anything but lunch, but what do I know? “I will climb to the surface as quickly as possible and try to gather support. You will have to follow on the paths as soon as you can, Rena. When you arrive, we will confront Chuundar in the throne room. My people will no longer be slaves.”

#knights of the old republic #star wars #fiction #kotor #autistic artist #kotor fic #specs writes stuff #rena visz #oc #fem!revan #ls!revan #jolee bindo #bastila shan #canderous ordo #bastila x canderous #canderous x bastila #kashyyyk #chapter 76

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MEET THE MUSE

(Repost please, don’t reblog!)

TAGGED BY: (nicked this, no one tagged) TAGGING: Anyone who cant get enough of these

◉ NAME: Juke, or various other nicknames I collect, there’s a lot ◉ ARE YOU SINGLE?: Kindof? Mostly? I don’t know anymore to be honest I haven’t kept track ◉ ARE YOU HAPPY?: For the most part, I have friends and a place to stay, not to mention I can do whatever the frag I want when I want. ◉ ARE YOU ANGRY?: Well sometimes, but that takes energy I don’t feel like usin' at the moment. ◉ ARE YOUR PARENTS STILL MARRIED?: Goin' by human terms, they were never married to begin with and they never did. I don’t even know where my contributor ended up, I only saw holostills of her... I mean its not like she was really my sire but she helped my host make me, I guess it counts...

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I wonder where she is, or if shes even alive...

NINE FACTS:

◉ BIRTH PLACE: Tarn ◉ PLATING COLOR: Orange, white, and black. I used to be green instead of orange, though... ◉ OPTIC COLOR: lavender, almost pink ◉ BIRTHDAY: Urgh, I dont feel like doin' math, skip. ◉ MOOD: You ask me this as if I could pin down a specific one... *snort* Next. ◉ FRAME TYPE: Minicon of the non-compact variety ◉ SUMMER OR WINTER?: Hot weather is terrible but its better than my joints lockin' up from freezin' over. ◉ MORNING OR AFTERNOON: I’m an early riser, surprisin' I know

EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE:

◉ ARE YOU IN LOVE?: ...skip ◉ DO YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT?: Tch, no. That’s just silly. Lust at first sight though... that I can buy. ◉ WHO ENDED YOUR LAST RELATIONSHIP: Hoooo. hmm, okay that was... a long time ago, and it was a shot to the helm in a firefight. Only reason I knew about it is because his friend pinged me about it...

It... sucked. ◉ HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN SOMEONE’S SPARK?: Maybe? I’m not exactly prime datin' material ◉ ARE YOU AFRAID OF COMMITMENTS?: Hah... hahah... next. ◉ HAVE YOU HUGGED SOMEONE WITHIN THE LAST WEEK?: Totally, hugs are great. ◉ HAVE YOU EVER HAD A SECRET ADMIRER?: Uhhhh, who knows, I never heard from them if there was. ◉ HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN YOUR OWN SPARK?: Nope, not answerin', next.

SIX CHOICES:

◉ LOVE OR LUST: ....love. ◉ LEMONADE OR ICED TEA: I heard lemonade is sour, and I like sour things, so probably that. ◉ CATS OR DOGS: Look I’m dog shaped... but I actually have a soft spot for cats. Doesn’t stop me from teasin' feline mechs a bit, however... heh.

I wonder where my old cat ran off to... I like to think Patches is still out there chompin' bolts and nappin' in inconvenient places... ◉ A FEW BEST FRIENDS OR MANY REGULAR FRIENDS: I like a lot of friends ◉ WILD NIGHT OUT OR A ROMANTIC NIGHT IN: Depends on my mood, I love a good party but lately its been exhaustin' ◉ DAY OR NIGHT: Day, everythin’s lit, less spooks about ready to stab you

FOUR HAVE YOU EVERS:

◉ BEEN CAUGHT SNEAKING OUT: Oh, absolutely. I was a hellion ◉ FALLEN DOWN/UP THE STAIRS: ....Yes, to both. ◉ WANTED SOMETHING/SOMEONE SO BADLY IT HURT: .... Yeah. ◉ WANTED TO DISAPPEAR: I think at some point durin' the war everyone thought about it once, I’m not special for it...

FIVE PREFERENCES:

◉ SMILES OR OPTICS: guh... smiles. Optics are a thrill but the smiles... those are the hooks that get me quickest ◉ THICK OR SKINNY: I have an appreciation for both ◉ SHORTER OR TALLER: Both are appealin' in their own ways, short for practical reasons and tall for... not so practical reasons, heh. ◉ INTELLIGENCE OR ATTRACTION: I don’t get this question, isn't intelligence inherently attractive? or is this meanin' knowin' a person versus just goin' off looks? if that’s the case I’d rather know them. A serial killer can be hot but they're still a serial killer. ◉ HOOK-UP OR RELATIONSHIP: *huff* I hate bein' asked this... Obviously I prefer a relationship but... hook-ups are easier

FAMILY:

◉ DO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY GET ALONG?: Oh, we got along famously. ◉ WOULD YOU SAY YOU HAVE “MESSED UP” YOUR LIFE?: ... Lookin' back on my choices, yeah, I did. There’s no changin' it though, so I’m gonna make the best of it. ◉ HAVE YOU EVER RAN AWAY FROM HOME?: Once... I was upset and stormed off but quickly regretted it, called my host and had him pick me up because I had managed to get myself lost. ◉ HAVE YOU EVER BEEN KICKED OUT?: Out of home? No, never. Out of my siblings’ room? a couple times. As for everywhere else, of course I did. I was purposefully annoyin' a lot of the time.

FRIENDS:

◉ DO YOU SECRETLY HATE ONE OF YOUR FRIENDS?: If I hate anyone they aren’t exactly my friends anymore, aren’t they? ◉ DO YOU CONSIDER ALL OF YOUR FRIENDS GOOD FRIENDS?: If we get along and like hangin' out then yeah ◉ WHO IS YOUR BEST FRIEND?: Aww, don’t make me choose. because I wont, you’ll never get an answer. Nyeh. ◉ WHO KNOWS EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU?: ... It doesn’t really matter, they’re dead anyways

#meme #headcanon

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The Legend of the Titanic & Tentacolino

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Starscreamapillar Are they even speaking actual words, or just vague, word-like noise? thenightetc ...What did her hair just do? You all saw that, right? Jalaperilo i was distracted by smut on my other screen eggshellwhitesucks I was going to respond to that with a comment but I’ve got nothing Jalaperilo then tey all die in the icy water eggshellwhitesucks I’m so proud of the icy water It deserves an award Me It's doing good work. Ew. Jalaperilo was this film originally another language? thenightetc .... Starscreamapillar A racist. Jalaperilo hahah! thenightetc So this IS like Bee Movie Starscreamapillar Only if it is reciprocated. eggshellwhitesucks Oh great they sing Starscreamapillar Those dolphins, and their fifty foot leaps. thenightetc Hoverdolphins. Starscreamapillar And floating. eggshellwhitesucks They escaped from Seaworld. Jalaperilo fuck off i hate everything that was just said eggshellwhitesucks Bad comment my apologies thenightetc Magic. Jalaperilo what you say? Me I laughed at it. eggshellwhitesucks Oh it’s an educational film it has nothing to do with the titanic If they all live at the end I riot Starscreamapillar I think she is just insane, and there is no dolphin magic. Me I want all these characters to watch each other die. Jalaperilo she was prob high on mescaline as it was in most medicine back then eggshellwhitesucks That would certainly be more entertaining thenightetc hahahaha eggshellwhitesucks I like how you keep checking the time just to remind us how much longer we have to endure this thenightetc Getting some more mileage out of that model, I see Me Oh, it does that when I archive the chat. Starscreamapillar .... The frag is that? thenightetc oh my god A... shark-man. With a hat. A prison hat? eggshellwhitesucks I want to see him face off against the sharkticons Me I too want to see him die. thenightetc With any luck, "face off" is what would happen oh my god She just rolls with it Starscreamapillar Did she not tell them what she thinks? Me Mescaline: not even once. Starscreamapillar Two mice, truly the backup she needs to turn the tide of her unwanted marriage. thenightetc "Now that I know a couple of talking mice I just met are on my side" Jalaperilo youre on the same ship in the middle of the sea eggshellwhitesucks I just missed a good two minutes because I got a phone call. Can I have a recap? thenightetc "fascinating charisma" Jalaperilo ah, this was original italian thenightetc Well, the minion guy apparently is in league with sharks, and the mice revealed themselves to this lady and offered to help her get out of her engagement ThebesAce Sorry I'm late--whoa, is this the second animated Titantic movie? MAKES IT EASY Me It is! Starscreamapillar Well then. Problem solved. Jalaperilo the besace! thenightetc Oh, god, he's still got her glove. Starscreamapillar Stop smelling that glove, it is weird. ThebesAce Jalapero! eggshellwhitesucks Titanic 2: the boat is back this time with vengeance thenightetc I bet smelling isn't all he's been doing. Me He's doing all kinds of things to that glove. ThebesAce (I know it's jalaperilo but I like going jalapero in my head) (SPICY DOG) Jalaperilo knock out, please, i'm trying to eat ice cream i got it lol ThebesAce I mean, it's not wrong okay, it's wrong, but it's not incorrect thenightetc ...So he CAN talk Starscreamapillar And then he ate those mice. eggshellwhitesucks He believes in a functionalist society. Me Smiley believes that some bots should be smelted for the greater good. ThebesAce or he doesn't want humans asking questions about him coughing up sailor outfits thenightetc Now, what about the cats. Oh, god, the soccer thing's going to die into it eggshellwhitesucks I’m thinking of a particularly horrific scene from the great mouse detective Starscreamapillar Oh yes, the tiny, mouse sized soccer ball sent him flying. Jalaperilo what is actually going on, cause i keep looking away for a few seconds and i have no idea whats happenng ThebesAce shenanigans shenanigans are happening thenightetc I think it was a regular soccer ball that the mouse somehow kicked hard enough Starscreamapillar It is all nonsense, even when one tries to pay attention. eggshellwhitesucks All that matters is they are en route to a giant ice berg Jalaperilo cant come quick enough THERE IS A SEQUEL ThebesAce YUP TENTACOLINO Jalaperilo tentacle what? eggshellwhitesucks i‘m so buying these films on dvd ThebesAce the sequel, it's called Tentacolino Jalaperilo thats up knock out street Me Don't tempt me into streaming it. ThebesAce You mean you don't want to stream the tale of toyland Atlantis? Me ... Starscreamapillar . . . thenightetc voyeur mice Me Well, we're watching it. And I've no objections to watching it tonight, if no one else does. thenightetc Let's do it! Me Beautiful! thenightetc Was that a pun? Jalaperilo might as well, we've come this far thenightetc Mice-tro Starscreamapillar Sure, I have not suffered enough in my lifetime. Jalaperilo this is our collective punishment for the terrible things we all did in the past eggshellwhitesucks I’m home alone all weekend to watch the dogs and my mom is gonna be like “what’d you do last night” I can’t wait to introduce her to this wonderful world of cinema Me I like how he seems to have given up on the female mouse and settled for her brother. eggshellwhitesucks Iceberg. Roll credits. Jalaperilo can he understand them? Starscreamapillar I have been exploded from the inside out, and I still count these films as more painful. ThebesAce I am also in for the sequel and apparently yes Yes he can Jalaperilo he didnt cry in the moonlights into the sea or whatever the fuck it was ThebesAce no but true love or some crap like that thenightetc I think the mouse was saying something about how if he marries her, he'll be able to understand them? eggshellwhitesucks Oh great. I’m so glad Smiley gets a girlfriend because we totally needed that. thenightetc I'm just glad there's not going to be a human/mouse romance after all eggshellwhitesucks Oh I completely forgot about the eyepatch villain Jalaperilo i thought the sailor mouse and the football mouse were a couple ThebesAce this movie isn't nearly that interesting eggshellwhitesucks Time to write fanfiction Jalaperilo the only piece of fanfiction to be written of this eggshellwhitesucks Didn’t they like just meet Starscreamapillar Have they actually said a whole sentence to each other? thenightetc I'm not sure they have. Me True love means never having to say literally anything to each other at any point. Jalaperilo theyre from the romeo and juliet school of romance thenightetc He had his dog steal her glove, he kept the glove to... smell... and then they danced eggshellwhitesucks The mice are the real villains. They just interrupted Smiley’s wonderful sleep. Me He was dreaming of a better movie! thenightetc Oh. New characters. Hooray. Jalaperilo cant wait to see these gypsy stereotypes eggshellwhitesucks Boyfriend. Smiley gets a boyfriend. Me Well, that's refreshingly...something. thenightetc "Mice! Wearing little clothes!" Jalaperilo gotta get back to my comics eggshellwhitesucks Well that’s totally a good idea thenightetc Please let them electrocute themselves Jalaperilo so, god i must be really flakey tonight. WHY do they want her to mary the eyepatch guy? Me This won't backfire at all. Starscreamapillar So that is why the ship sank. Evil mice sabotage. eggshellwhitesucks YESS THE ICEBERG thenightetc The eyepatch guy wants her father's whaling rights eggshellwhitesucks I’ve been waiting the entire movie for the iceberg thenightetc Again, why does the shark have a prison hat and patch Jalaperilo the iseberg is here to cleanse us of our sins thenightetc And hands? Starscreamapillar Because he is a bad guy. ThebesAce THAT'S HOW SHARK-HUNTING WORKS wait how did they understand the sharks, anyway Starscreamapillar Moonbeam slag. thenightetc He has stripes, too eggshellwhitesucks So this was the inspiration for finding nemo Jalaperilo why come up with the moonbeam shit if everyone is gonna understand animals thenightetc How is the hat styaing on Who put a shark in jail Starscreamapillar Because the humans who made this are also high on mescaline. eggshellwhitesucks Magic Jalaperilo haha i feel im on mescaline Me I like his large, visible claspers. thenightetc ..... eggshellwhitesucks I want you guys to know my dog is equally as disappointed in this film as me thenightetc *eyebrows* eggshellwhitesucks She fell asleep Jalaperilo your dog is a good judge of character and film thenightetc *eyebrows* eggshellwhitesucks She fell asleep Jalaperilo your dog is a good judge of character and film Me A very good dog. Jalaperilo many pets for doggo eggshellwhitesucks do they not realize that if the titanic sinks they too will die because of the icy cold waters or are they hoping to survive off of the marvelous breadfish thenightetc So he's like. A baby giant octopus Jalaperilo WHAT IS GOING ON??? tantacles. finally something for KO Me I'm in serious danger of losing my taste for tentacles. eggshellwhitesucks The shark is officially my favorite character. His manipulation tactics are wonderful. thenightetc And who can blame you? Jalaperilo i hate this octopus it looks fucking freaky thenightetc Got a little... dog nose ThebesAce don't worry, he suffers thenightetc nooooo, poor cat eggshellwhitesucks Death to the mice via the introduction of cat? Starscreamapillar Is he going to murder that old man? Jalaperilo we can only hope eggshellwhitesucks Man this really....sinks Starscreamapillar . . . Jalaperilo booo eggshellwhitesucks Almost as bad as the joke Ice to see eyepatch man again This movie is whaley bad Jalaperilo what they making him sign? Starscreamapillar A will. ThebesAce This script needs a tuna-p. Me They should have cetacean-motion a better one. thenightetc Wait, the hat wasn't stuck on? ThebesAce Eh, I'd probably clam up about my involvement in this, unless I was a real sucker. eggshellwhitesucks I can’t believe they’re sinking the ship. It’s clearly octopied. thenightetc Hhahahaha Jalaperilo YOU CAUSED A MASACRE KID thenightetc And nobody saw fit to tell him before he did it This is a pearl of a movie. Me "LOT OF POOR PEOPLE AND CHILDREN, KID." ThebesAce it is when they manage to coral their animation and tell the story eggshellwhitesucks I do wish I knew what type of mascara the captain uses Jalaperilo they served a lot of nice drinks on the titanic. they all went down well with ice Me HAH! thenightetc I mull-ask why anyone thought this was a good idea. eggshellwhitesucks This movie just got good. Because they’re all going to die. Jalaperilo ssoon we will be free of this awful movie Me And onto its sequel. Its awful, awful sequel. Starscreamapillar Ah yes, plenty of room for everyone. That is historically accurate. ThebesAce Don't want to bring the mood down, talking about the TITANTIC TITANIC* eggshellwhitesucks Well, ship happens. Jalaperilo how do you do a sequel? do they do a return trip on the lusitania? ThebesAce If it mast, it mast thenightetc I'm getting a sinking feeling about this. eggshellwhitesucks I heard the salads on the titanic used excellent iceberg lettuce. Me The script just falls a-port. thenightetc Well, I am looking forward to the sea-quel Starscreamapillar I hate all of you. thenightetc 😁 Starscreamapillar He's dead. Excellent. thenightetc What an electrifying solution. ThebesAce Guess we really sunk your opinions of us, huh eggshellwhitesucks Icee dead mice. Jalaperilo cant wait for this to fin-ish thenightetc That is definitely how octopi move, galloping across the ocean floor. eggshellwhitesucks Wait the octopus’ name is literally tentacles? Jalaperilo they dead eggshellwhitesucks That’s REALLY lazy writing. Me Casual sexism, lovely. Jalaperilo elizabeths full name is elizabeth human-woman Starscreamapillar Finally, someone acknowledges that it is a mouse. thenightetc And that there's something weird about that. eggshellwhitesucks Row row row your boat gently down the freezing waters you’ll inevitably die in Starscreamapillar The Titanic kraken. How could we forget? Jalaperilo didnt half the people die in the sinking? ThebesAce so do dolphins just. Fly? thenightetc ...Did he just Take a breath Me He did. Starscreamapillar Yes. eggshellwhitesucks Oh by all means save the instruments for incidental music thenightetc Well, THANK GOD everyone's safe! Starscreamapillar And then no one died. Except for that one mouse. And I guess those three idiots. Jalaperilo i hate this ThebesAce my, I feel such tension for their safety thenightetc I'm glad nobody died in the MOST FAMOUS SHIPWRECK OF ALL TIME. Me I certainly care what happens to them. eggshellwhitesucks Jut say “I never want to let go” and get it over with ThebesAce I am so invested in this cardboard cutouts of people and animals Starscreamapillar DEad. Jalaperilo where the fuck did this whale come from Starscreamapillar No such thing as hypothermia. Jalaperilo deus ex whales eggshellwhitesucks Hear that kids? The next time your boat sinks in freezing cold water jump in and die of hypothermia instead! Jalaperilo lemme guess, thats the uss california ThebesAce well I mean that did actually happen historically, but it sure didn't end happily Jalaperilo *ss Starscreamapillar I am glad he is dead. No.... eggshellwhitesucks He comes back as zombie octopus in the sequel thenightetc Well then ThebesAce the sequel is a hot mess of acid-fueled bad ideas eggshellwhitesucks And this film wasn’t? thenightetc Oh, so it's in the spirit of the original. ThebesAce no, compared to the original, the original is boring thenightetc noooooo, the cats ThebesAce the sequel's where they put the HILARIOUSLY bad ideas thenightetc ...His name is "Don Juan"? Starscreamapillar Of course it is. ThebesAce yes, because this is an Italian production, and they thought that was appropriate thenightetc Welllllll I'm sure their marriage is going to be just fine. Me Smiley and his boyfriend are the only acceptable couple in this movie. eggshellwhitesucks I concur thenightetc Thank god they gave that mouse tits. eggshellwhitesucks Wow this films soundtrack sure is wonderful Starscreamapillar But only two. Instead of the twelve she ought to have. Jalaperilo HAHAHA eggshellwhitesucks Hahahahaha....no Jalaperilo threesome eggshellwhitesucks I just heard the cinema sins laugh play in my head Me Beat the horses to make this tragedy right! ThebesAce I feel like Cinema Sins' sin counter would combust trying to tackle this movie Jalaperilo why is this film still going? thenightetc Oh good, more terrible CGI Starscreamapillar An unmoving mannequin crowd. Jalaperilo eat them eggshellwhitesucks I....I’m boycotting for the lack of death thenightetc And nobody's concerned about a giant octopus grabbing people out of the crowd Jalaperilo beig fukken stoned eggshellwhitesucks I didn’t need to see that the animated mouse ass Starscreamapillar That mouse made all that up. Me Sometimes they meet up for "fishing trips." thenightetc That explains a surprising amount He didn't want to upset the kids so he told them nobody died. ThebesAce yup. Starscreamapillar They also lived for eighty years. ThebesAce lot easier than telling him he was a stowaway shiprat who clung to a liferaft until he saw the shore thenightetc ...THIRD animated Titanic Movie? eggshellwhitesucks I’m switching to a computer because the sheer horror of this film killed my phone’s battery Me As well as something precious inside of all of us. ThebesAce YUP COME JOIN US IN ACID FUELED SEQUEL LAND thenightetc Oh, good, they kept the CGI model. Starscreamapillar I am fairly certain it is known where the wreck of the Titanic is. No searching necessary. thenightetc ...oh, they're just recapping for the credits. nevermind thenightetc "It's in just the right position now!" teehee Jalaperilo i had to go deal with some noisy ass bug in my room what did i miss? ThebesAce absolutely nothing Jalaperilo oh good lol ThebesAce they recapped, then bathysphere to find the Titanic Jalaperilo bathysphere? Starscreamapillar Somehow, despite the entire lack of quality of the first film, this one manages to look worse. thenightetc Why's his hat different ThebesAce it's that round diving thing with the lights coming out Me I miss Smiley's accent. And "Y." ThebesAce you attach it to a ship, dip it down as far as you can get it, then winch it back up Starscreamapillar It is a different dog, Smiley did and was replaced with Smile. thenightetc Wow, they extended themselves to ANIMATE the cgi! Jalaperilo so theyre going to go get the titanic? Me He ran off with his Scottish beast of a boyfriend. Jalaperilo are they gonna thenightetc Uh Jalaperilo ............ ThebesAce SO WHO WANTED THIS TITANIC MOVIE TO BE A MUSICAL thenightetc Where did he get that shirt ThebesAce BECAUSE YOU'RE GETTING A MUSICAL Starscreamapillar Oh good. It is a musical now. Me I like that this is apparently almost two hours long. Jalaperilo thebes, you sneak 2 hours to go get the titanic eggshellwhitesucks Oh this one's a musical. Wonderful. Jalaperilo his fin is unfortunately placed thenightetc Everything about this is unfortunate. Where did the hermit crab get glasses eggshellwhitesucks I can't wait to perform in this show. Jalaperilo haha thenightetc He IS half yellow eggshellwhitesucks Almost as much as I hate eggshell white Starscreamapillar That is why he has yellow on his stolen clothing. thenightetc Why is he stripping eggshellwhitesucks Clam down guys. ThebesAce why was he wearing clothes in the first place Jalaperilo whats with the oyster chorus ThebesAce now hold on, it took a lot for them to come out of their shells Jalaperilo wait, did i miss something, is the football mouse a girl? thenightetc Sharks hugging. eggshellwhitesucks The original voice actor came to his senses and decided he wouldn't do the sequel for purposes of his career. Jalaperilo why was there no background music thenightetc Why DOES he have a different hat than the other sharks Shouldn't there be water cominb in? Jalaperilo sharks arent evil thenightetc Isn't one of those things an air hose or something? Why are bubbles coming out of the sphere itself eggshellwhitesucks Because I'd much rather watch this film than Shark Week thenightetc Why does he need them to come with him to brush his--oh, of course, he can't reach his own teeth with his weird finhands Jalaperilo where is the music? what is the purpose of this scene? thenightetc Wow, everything about this makes sense Jalaperilo its too complicated and nothing is happening thenightetc So, all the air's definitely leaked out, right .................. Starscreamapillar . . . . Sure. Jalaperilo whaaaat thenightetc This sure is how everythign works Starscreamapillar The air they are wasting currently. Jalaperilo when does james cameron appear? thenightetc From the top. Jalaperilo haha Starscreamapillar I wish this was the undersea crevice Megatron was chucked into. He deserved this madness. eggshellwhitesucks I think I like this Tentacles a bit more. thenightetc Ha! Me He's got a pinch more grit. Jalaperilo its 3am and ive lost the plot Me Aerosol cans. Because of course. Starscreamapillar That is how bubbles work. thenightetc Sure is. That, too! eggshellwhitesucks OH MY GOD SEAHORSES ThebesAce THAT GALLOP WHAT Me "Oops." thenightetc "what's a dog" Jalaperilo they dead? Starscreamapillar If only. thenightetc Couldn't they just carry them up to the surface instead of taking them to Atlantis? Starscreamapillar No. They have to kidnap them. thenightetc Of course the octopus has trouble squeezing through slightly tight spaces. ThebesAce WELCOME TO TOYLAND ATLANTIS Starscreamapillar Wasn't there a Titanic involved in this search for the Titanic? ThebesAce YOU ARE ABOUT TO FIND OUT WHY I CALL IT SUCH eggshellwhitesucks "I'm dead" if only Jalaperilo but all dogs go to heaven Me I think I like this Smiley. ThebesAce You are doomed to eternal bathtime, Smiley Me New theory is that Smile is Smiley and Bow Dog's disappointment of a son. thenightetc Are these coffins Jalaperilo hahaha! headcanon accepted Me Oh no. Jalaperilo why she got a cowboy hat? thenightetc What, haven't you ever seen a nurse before? Minidress and cowboy hat are standard Jalaperilo oh no yeah, i remember my mum wearing a cowboy hat for the last 37 years thenightetc Um UM Jalaperilo WTF eggshellwhitesucks that's uhhh horrifying Jalaperilo WHY IS IT MOVING ThebesAce and we now enter the terrifying toyland-esque parts of the movie Me "The treatment" eggshellwhitesucks why does he have no face Jalaperilo the 'treatment' is a transorbital lobotony Starscreamapillar Kidnapped forever. thenightetc Uh Me "They go in through your nose and they let you keep the piece of brain they took out." thenightetc Why does the evil fish have a spring, though Jalaperilo what is it thenightetc Why is the Jalaperilo what is it thenightetc creature Jalaperilo i hate it thenightetc following him around "you know.... in case you want to sit on me" Jalaperilo DONT SIT ON IT Starscreamapillar Sit on his face. thenightetc SITS Jalaperilo it talks ThebesAce "You're trusting this to the pogo-ride freak of nature?!" "Hey!" "Pingo, you can bounce away your worries, but you can't bounce away the truth." thenightetc He's... "made of" silver? eggshellwhitesucks so he's a revolutionary thenightetc "oh we kill everyone who finds out" Me The surface is literally right there. eggshellwhitesucks They serve human beings who find Atlantis. as food ThebesAce the sound of a man who faces eternity with Pingo Starscreamapillar Certain Things. thenightetc "your... parties are always fantastic, sir" eggshellwhitesucks I want to shamelessly see her on a seahorse. Starscreamapillar That is a cowboy hat headscarf. thenightetc "It's such a pretty color, it must be safe!" Me Eight minutes later, they were all dead. Jalaperilo dont drink the coolaid Starscreamapillar Atlantis the mini-mall. eggshellwhitesucks So this IS a hallucination? Me Atlantis is tacky. eggshellwhitesucks the lost city of disappointment thenightetc So... are they underwater, or not? Jalaperilo ok.im tapping out. its 3:15 and nothing is happening in this movie Me Good call. Jalaperilo ciao! thenightetc Goodnight! Me Good night! Starscreamapillar Rest well. eggshellwhitesucks Hope you dream of the Titanic and mice! thenightetc That is some bad interlacing Jalaperilo why curse me like that eggs? bye! thenightetc Toys. Me I like how we never did learn what "the treatment" consisted of. thenightetc They're human-sized? eggshellwhitesucks .......Zlatko.... Detroit: Become Human. Starscreamapillar I'd rather not know what the Treatment entailed. eggshellwhitesucks I'd like to see their names on a tombstone. thenightetc "very personal" eeeerrrrrrrr.... eggshellwhitesucks Smiley's okay. He's got a boyfriend back home. thenightetc Please don't be an orgy Did one of the dancers just disappear? Me "It was not strong." thenightetc ..."always stay awake" Starscreamapillar . . . . eggshellwhitesucks I think Soundwave would enjoy this number. Starscreamapillar I am not high enough for this. Me ...I'm sending it to him. CONSORT. Starscreamapillar That is not how to break the kidnapping gently to them. eggshellwhitesucks Tentacolino- Pingo's Song Tentacolino- Pingo's Song - Got to be one of the worst musical numbers within a film I've seen. From the movie 'Tentacolino'. thenightetc Right? "mythical" Hahhahaha Starscreamapillar Don Juan is much too high for this. thenightetc Either they're taking this remarkably well, or they're sucking up so he won't suspect they're going to try to escape eggshellwhitesucks NO SMILEY HAS A BOYFRIEND. Starscreamapillar Not anymore. Me No, no! Remember? He's Smile, their garbage offspring. thenightetc Uh eggshellwhitesucks Oh. I missed that plot aspect. thenightetc Just... what this movie needed Starscreamapillar Sure, trust the rodent with the hook hand and eye patch. thenightetc ...How many rats are down here, anyway? Actually why are there ANY eggshellwhitesucks I also don't trust the extremely feminine dog. thenightetc Is this a honeypot Me If it's not, then what the scrap's going on here? And this is *why* he's their disappointment child. eggshellwhitesucks Oh that's ruff. Starscreamapillar Aren't they dead yet? eggshellwhitesucks Buster wouldn't pull a stunt like this. wait.... there's water underneath the water? Spongebob logic, great. Starscreamapillar They keep Atlantis full of air, for no good reason. thenightetc Maybe they... still have to breathe air some of the time?? Me GAH. thenightetc Uh Is he SHAVED eggshellwhitesucks This is definitely an image that will haunt me.... for the rest of my life. Starscreamapillar How are they prisoners? They left. thenightetc Can't they just swim up ThebesAce you'd think! okay, this rat is talking sense Starscreamapillar He's not wrong... thenightetc A bit, yeah eggshellwhitesucks He can't be any scarier than this movie. or the shaved rat thenightetc Feh, they only "saved" you so they could kidnap you. You don't owe them anything. Wow, mean. Starscreamapillar Why must it grunt while it follows him? thenightetc It wants to remind him it's there. Following him. In case he wants to sit down. eggshellwhitesucks but screwdrivers are useful thenightetc Uh Starscreamapillar . . . . I hate this. All we have to do is win. Yes. It is that easy. thenightetc Wow, I didn't know you could just *opt out* of losing! Starscreamapillar If only us Decepticons had known. thenightetc I bet you feel silly now. Starscreamapillar Immeasurably. eggshellwhitesucks You just needed to steal the elixir of life. thenightetc "Everything?" the dog asks uncomfortably, thinking back to his encounter with his lady friend eggshellwhitesucks Back to his old habits I see oh my god this movie is longer than the first Starscreamapillar The suffering can never end. thenightetc The wink. thenightetc The other rats didn't see him clearly holding a duplicate flask? Starscreamapillar No. Because they are stupid. eggshellwhitesucks They went to the Atlantian school of being good at something. eggshellwhitesucks Be in this movie. That's what you did to deserve this. Me ...Well, then? thenightetc There's no lid on that flask eggshellwhitesucks And then there'll be an excellent third installment in this series Starscreamapillar No. I will fling this planet into the sun before I allow it. eggshellwhitesucks ah yes the alternate universe where rats and sharks rule the universe, sounds ideal ThebesAce well. compared to Pingo eggshellwhitesucks how did they survive.... didn't they almost drown in the last film Starscreamapillar This is a different one eyed man. He has a different name. thenightetc What, really? eggshellwhitesucks I missed so much of this movie's non-existent plot. Starscreamapillar Sadly so. thenightetc That would be "hitting", Smile. eggshellwhitesucks There's still 40 minutes of this movie left. Shorely we can come up with some great puns to pass the time. Starscreamapillar Men in barrels! The most deadly foe. Me This movie deserved to end an hour and five minutes ago. thenightetc I wonder if they feel gill-ty about conspiring to keep all those rats there against their will. eggshellwhitesucks Stop TOYing with my emotions in this way. thenightetc Wow. Did you know... that clothes can be removed...? Starscreamapillar What the frag is this nonsense??? He did it. The curse is broken. Me What a character arc it was. thenightetc He could have taken that wig off at any time. eggshellwhitesucks I think he looked fine before. ThebesAce this is like a rejected pokemon movie or something at this point eggshellwhitesucks I still can't figure out what the yellow thing is. thenightetc That's the laziest fucking wave animation loop eggshellwhitesucks Is he an otter? Starscreamapillar I think a stingray. thenightetc I thought a manta ray? eggshellwhitesucks Oh makes sense. thenightetc With uh arms for some reason eggshellwhitesucks It's the Titanic. Starscreamapillar Convenient amnesia ray. So the kidnapping was very deliberate. eggshellwhitesucks the Titanic 2: electric boogaloo Me Titanic 2: Titanic Junior, Son of Titanic thenightetc I think he already knows how to punch you on the nose. eggshellwhitesucks Poor Representation matters? ThebesAce WELL THAT'S NOT GRAPHIC Starscreamapillar No they won't, they They're rats. thenightetc "haha, oh, the treatment kills you if you go to the surface." eggshellwhitesucks "wear my non-existent faaaaceeee" Me "I'm only 38 years old!" thenightetc hahahaha eggshellwhitesucks like this film? A piece of trash? Me Hah! His laugh makes me feel unclean. And not in a fun way. eggshellwhitesucks ...Huh sounds familiar Starscreamapillar I have seen far too many rat nipples today. thenightetc A couple hundred rats are going to have a hard time doing that even if they ARE immortal. Me One rat nipple is too many. Starscreamapillar Drown that old man. thenightetc Wait. I thought they'd already been dosed with the elixer when they arrived? eggshellwhitesucks the elixir of false information thenightetc It's almost like they know it's fake. Me "Who wants to see an old man die?!" thenightetc Ha! eggshellwhitesucks It's almost like they know they're in a terrible movie. Starscreamapillar Watch him drown. thenightetc But, don't the Atlanteans give all their """"guests"""" the underwater breathing stuff? Starscreamapillar Wasn't he fussing about screwdrivers earlier? ThebesAce yup Me "Or something." Starscreamapillar Those were surface rats he tried to drown. thenightetc Well, that's not sinister eggshellwhitesucks oh my god thenightetc But why would surface rats be down there? eggshellwhitesucks They seriously just did that. Starscreamapillar They escaped. eggshellwhitesucks They're giving them the Titanic. Starscreamapillar Please do not force me to recall more of this nightmare than I have to. eggshellwhitesucks Can't wait for the third installment to come out thenightetc The boat was ripped in half They... fixed that? eggshellwhitesucks Nah. It's just that no one cares about continuity. Me Screwy. Starscreamapillar All fixed. They even got rid of the skeletons in the lower levels. Me Those child skeletons, always cluttering things up. thenightetc What skeletons, there weren't any skeletons! Everyone survived! Starscreamapillar Ah good. Still kidnapped, but now you're alone and kidnapped. Also, did the sailor mouse not marry some girl mouse on the mainland? Me He's got her brother, he'll be fine. eggshellwhitesucks Smile's a disappointment. Me Smile's got his fathers back home, but he was a neglectful son who never called, so no loss. thenightetc So... everyone came with them...? eggshellwhitesucks ...did she just laugh without opening her mouth thenightetc Ah. So they're kidnapped on an island all alone and isolated, but they get Skype, so it's okay Uh Starscreamapillar Oh good. The Treatment makes you insane if you escape. Me Well, that's not horrifying. ThebesAce barking rats, huh thenightetc That's... even creepier than my suggestion eggshellwhitesucks OH GOD Starscreamapillar NO. thenightetc Uh Me UNICRON. eggshellwhitesucks NOT THE HAIRLESS RAT thenightetc NOPE eggshellwhitesucks and this film just turned into a horror film thenightetc Wait, why is he unaffected? Starscreamapillar As it was always meant to be. eggshellwhitesucks oh god he's gonna start singing again Starscreamapillar Our enemies are in an insane prison forever? Celebrate! Me And at last, we're free. eggshellwhitesucks You know there's a reason those actors were never heard from again. This film ruined their careers. Starscreamapillar But are we really? The memories will never fade. thenightetc ...😔 eggshellwhitesucks Anyways, uh, I hope you guys have lovely.... seafaring...dreams.... about sinking ships and mad mice. Me Yes, that. ThebesAce clearly, we had to hear THIS song again Me It was a need. thenightetc Of course. eggshellwhitesucks It's my new ringtone. thenightetc There are ten minutes left?? Oh. Starscreamapillar Well, it has been a nightmare. Thank you for hosting this terrible time. thenightetc Why, though Me Always a pleasure. May the Allspark forgive me. thenightetc There, there. eggshellwhitesucks Have a good evening. Thank you for showing such a wonderful, feel good film. Starscreamapillar Until next time. I will never rest soundly again. Me Good night, everyone! ThebesAce good night, Knockout! thenightetc Good night! And thanks for hosting. 😃 It IS fun, despite the movie itself. Me You're very welcome!

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welcometojoelsvoid · 7 years ago

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My ocs explained: Voidverse

A friend of mine asked me to tell about my ocs, and since there a lot of them and this will be long and tumblr messages won't let me send the whole thing, so I decided to make a post dedicated to it.

This post won't have pictures of my ocs because I'm lazy, but if you're interested there's a tab on my blog called "My characters", which has their pictures and their tags.

So, to get the more complicated things cleared out, I have this group of characters I call the "alts", basically, they're alternate versions of myself. One is always based on an aspect of my personality, which I then turn into said alt. A new one is usually born whenever I make one for a new fandom or universe.

Ps. This isn't all of them, there are a few minor characters and wips that I left out because this would become waaayyyy longer than needed. These characters belong in a group I call the "Voidverse", which are the characters that I consider to be the main characters of this storyline (some of my ocs live in different realms and realities, etc). I might make another oc megapost about the other verses if you guys want.

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Classic the Demon (he/him), 24

My "main" alt, who is also my persona on the internet is called Classic the Demon (they all have nicknames since most of them usually share my name). Classic is kinda the leader of the alts, he's the one who usually gets to join a new verse if I haven't made a new alt specifically for that verse.

Classic's powers include telekinesis, teleportation, offensive spells and the summoning of a weapon (in this case; a sword) and a pair of wings. Classic has this so-called "pocket dimension" that he accesses via his magic. This dimension is where he stores a bunch of random stuff from clothing to food to sketchbooks. Also, because he's so extra, whenever he summons his sword he kinda swipes his right hand from left to right once while his sword materializes from dark energy, just for dramatic flair.

Like most demons, Classic is also capable of collecting souls through contracts, though Classic had "retired" from doing said contracts.

Classic was born in a Renaissance-era like time period in a small hidden village of demons. The village was very small with only a few houses and a post office. Classic's family consisted of Classic himself, his mother and father. Although his father had left when Classic was an infant for an unknown reason. Therefore Classic was solely raised by his mother.

Classic's only friends in the village was another boy his age named Eemeli and a person called "the Guard". The Guard lived at the edge of the small town, whose job was to protect it from the dangers of the grand forest right next to them. Classic looked up to the Guard, for she was one of the strongest people he knew. His favourite memory of her was when she fought a bear with her bare hands.

Eemeli, on the other hand, was an adventures child much like Classic, though not as reckless. He had a family of two (2) parents and four (4) siblings.

(But of course, because this is a character made by yours truly, there is a lot of edge and angst)

At the age of 13, Classic's village was attacked by a troupe of human soldiers. They burned the houses and slaughtered the people. With the help of his mother, he had survived. Classic had passed out during the attack and once he woke up he couldn't believe his eyes. Everything was destroyed and burnt to the ground, including the people he held so near and dear to his heart. Classic didn't know what to do, so he wandered aimlessly until he reached a town of humans. Traumatised and blinded by hate, he killed everyone and anyone he saw and when he reached the castle he stabbed the king to death with a dagger that had appeared in his hands, which would later on, as he got older, form into the dark sword that it is today.

Classic was "rescued" by a group of angels and was brought into their home in the sky. No, not heaven, but a floating island. He hadn't told them exactly what happened, not that he was all that able to because of the shock of it all. Though the angels did not press on the subject, clearly aware of his discomfort.

The family he was living with had one (1) child, Ale, a pink haired angel with greenish eyes. The two of them instantly became close friends and through that friendship considered each other siblings. Growing up in a community of angels as a demon was tough, but most of them were very accepting of Classic.

Though, with time he became restless. He wanted to go somewhere, do something. But he didn't know where nor what.

At the age of 19, Classic and Ale packed their bags and went to see the world. And through this adventure, they became face to face with Death, literally. On their adventure, Ale had been hurt severally and Classic in desperation tried with all his might to help them. He turned to soul stealing harvesting and contract work to earn currency, souls paid well with witches and faeries. Unfortunately, he couldn't earn enough in time or get any help. Ale had died of sickness and Classic ever since blamed himself.

His journey alone took him to many places, but he was always alone. Until he met a certain someone, but more about that later.

Classic himself is a cocky yet charming personality, not really in love with himself but absolutely adores praise and loves being in the spotlight (when he wants to, otherwise attention from a lot of people make him anxious). He's the one I made the most like myself, so ultimately he has the same issues; depression, anxiety, ADD and sociopathic tendencies. Of course, pretty much every alt have more or less these traits, some show them more, some don't.

He's a loyal friend and cares for his loved ones, good with a sword and has good problem-solving skills and critical thinking, but he lacks the sense of responsibility sometimes and gets very paranoid about not being good enough. He's very forgetful and has a hard time understanding complex things like math, geology and physics but has a talent for arts, language and philosophy. He's not in touch with his owns feelings but can tell when someone else is upset, anxious or lying. He's very unused to affection and compliments, often deeming himself not worthy of them but tries his best to stay positive.

Jojo (he/they), 23

Jojo is an easily excitable and reckless half-dead demon living in a post-apocalyptic setting. Jojo doesn't have magical abilities, though, they lost them alongside his horns and tail after committing suicide before he was brought back to life.

He likes brights colours, stuffed animals, motorcycles and most importantly; explosives.

Jojo had lost a part of their hearing and vision to a malfunctioning bomb, had been lucky that in a tight spot the last of his magical ability had protected all but a small portion of the side of his head, face and neck.

His left leg was lost in a fight. Jojo had seen a young girl being kidnapped, followed the kidnappers and fought them, rescuing the kidnapped children and losing his leg to an axe. This had happened before the war.

Even in crude conditions, Jojo believes that positivity can get you through anything. His blatant naïtivity can often cause him to trust the wrong people but make no mistake, Jojo is no fool and can quickly regain his composure and build up his walls. Jojo is a very social person and can easily get along with anyone, although can sometimes get a tad too excited and accidentally say and do something rather awkward. They always try to make up for hurt feeling, tough. Jojo is also big on taking risks and can often put themselves in dangerous situations.

As mentioned previously Jojo is a bomb fanatic and loves explosives and explosions. He taught himself to make his own bombs and frag launcher, many of which malfunctioned in various ways.

He doesn't remember much about his childhood, his memory fading alongside the scars on his body. He just remembers having a good family and he's fine with that. Jojo is also one of the only alts who drinks and smokes (they smoke pot, don't like cigarettes much). He's overall a pretty chill dude when he's not jumping from place to place and blowing stuff up.

He's also the one who shows the most clearly symptoms of ADHD.

He's a smart boy who's a bit clumsy sometimes.

A wholesome boy. A very sweet boy.

Invite him to every party because he's never been to one but really wants to. Good with kids, animals and knows how to make broccoli taste good. (Not good with elders and other fragile things that break easily)

10/10

282-J aka J/Jay (they/them), 22

282-J, the one that is actually not even a demon.

J's power is "teleportation" via light. They can turn themselves into light particles and move a few meters to the direction of their choosing. So J cannot use this power in places without some kind of light source, though the illumination of a phone or TV, etc, is not enough. J also cannot move through solid matter, like walls and doors.

J was born into "captivity" in a science lab (Oh, yes, it's "science labs are evil" trope time!). This science lab was fixated on mutants and mutation, so I relate J to the Marvel universe (because X-Men).

From birth J had lived in that facility, being experimented on every single day. Some weren't bad, like seeing how long of a distance J can teleport for example, but some are excruciating, as when J would go days without being fed or being locked in a dark and tight room for weeks, even months! It all took its toll on J's fragile body.

Once the lab crew injected an adrenaline type drug into J's bloodstream and locked him in a small room for three (3) days straight, when a staff member was sent to retrieve J's seemingly passed out body, they had bitten into the man's arm and in response got an elbow to the chest. J coughed up blood and couldn't breathe, actually passing out this time. When J woke up they were in their own room; padded, white walls and the one-way glass in front. J felt their own breath on their face and when J reached to touch their own face, they felt what seemed like a gas mask of sorts and tried to fumble with it to take it off. The voice from the speakers told that the gas mask had two (2) benefits; it restrained J from biting the staff again and it kept J, themselves, alive. Apparently one of J's lungs had received a lot of damage from the incident and the lab crew could not entirely fix it, so a special gas mask would have to do.

J is very timid and does not speak often nor raise their voice. They're very awkward in social situations and get overwhelmed by large groups of people and loud noises. Though J can be brave and courageous when they want to and they're also a quick thinker and rather clever.

Cappy the Capricorn (she/her), 300+

Ah, yes, Cappy the Capricorn- or Cappy the Zodiac demon. The one person you wouldn't invite to your family gatherings.

She is a Zodiac demon and her powers focus mostly on controlling the water element. Another skill of her's is knowing how to cut her own hair using seashells and other sharp objects found on the seafloor. She's a very calm person with a professional-seeming personality, but she can be a bit "inappropriate", so to say.

She's a siren-like creature and when underwater her legs turn into a fishtail. She very much enjoys tricking unsuspecting men into their tombs and seducing women into sleeping with her, though to the fair lass she shall do no harm (In other words; she's a lesbian). Her magic is very powerful, but she isn't a fighter- she doesn't want to waste her time on petty brawling. Although if not left alone when asked, she won't hesitate to use violence as her saviour.

Unfortunately, there isn't much to tell about her background, for it does not exist because I am a lazy sonovabitch who doesn't think through their characters' backstories.

But Cappy is not really that much of a "macho sex object with no personality" (I hope), for in actuality she's a real softy. She's all smooth and clever in seduction and all that sexy stuff, but when a cute girl compliments her, she blushes like crazy and gets all flustered. If she ever would develop a crush on some poor soul, that poor soul would have to deal with a very nervous and stuttering mountain sea goat.

From 1 to 10 I'd rate Cappy a 5/10 on the friendship scale. Not that she's an evil person or whatever, she just doesn't know how to properly act around people (living at the bottom of the sea for hundreds of years will do that to ya, I suppose...). She, however, is very supportive and helpful whenever the people she considers her friends are having a hard time (especially about their own appearance, she ain't having none of it).

The Voidkeeper (she/they), ???

The Voidkeeper, the eldest one- mostly because their age cannot be comprehended for it simultaneously does and does not exist.

The Voidkeeper is half-blind, half-death and selectively mute. She is also a sociopath and does not feel empathy nor sympathy (or feelings, at all).

And most important, they are dead. I mean no heartbeat, rotten insides, dried out blood kind of dead.

She was banished to what is called the Void when she committed suicide. See, demons cannot be killed, only trapped in artefacts or returned to the Underworld, but a demon has the ability to take their own life, but it is not without punishment. When a demon commits suicide they are banished and assigned to a task which they will carry out for the rest of eternity. This one was assigned to look after the Void, a fruitless task for it is empty and barren. The only thing that happens is that every millennia a new book appears in the Void to give some sort of entertainment to the Voidkeeper.

On very rare occasion a poor soul might accidentally either wander or be sent to the Void and it is the Voidkeeper's duty then forward to guide the wanderer where they were supposed to go. Every time something, or someone, appears in the Void the Voidkeeper is alerted by the soul stone they carry. This stone, as prompted by the name, is in a way the Voidkeeper's soul, which they cannot ever regain. It is their life source and their source of power. The Voidkeeper is not allowed to ever be violent, so the soul stone only grants them defensive powers. In this case the ability to heal and create protective forcefields.

The Voidkeeper cannot physically ever enter the realm of the living, but with the aide of someone very powerful, they are granted to walk amongst the living as a ghost of sorts. They, however, cannot be touched by the living.

The Voidkeeper is very silent and intelligent. They know more than you'd expect, but will never tell you what you want to know. Only what you need to know, which in itself is not much. She prefers to observe others as they go about their life whenever she isn't reading, other than that there isn't much to her.

Inquisitor Lotus Draqon (he/him), 23.5

The alt for the da:i fandom and my most recent alt.

He's very peculiar in the sense that he was born from the merged souls of Classic and a dragon called Jupiter. No one is sure how this happened but one-day Classic had disappeared. It took a long time to find where he was and the answer was very surprising.

Now with his soul living in as in another person's body, Classic was trapped in a frozen state in another pocket dimension with Jupiter. This meant that as long as Lotus was intact or alive, Classic would not himself be present and neither would Jupiter.

Classic's soul gave Lotus many of the abilities that he himself has, telekinesis, illusion magic, weapon and wing summoning, etc. And Lotus as a person is fairly similar to Classic, some of the differences being Lotus' dragon attributes; his scales, tail, the sword is rather different, bigger horns and bigger wings (and a bigger appetite).

Lotus is also more innocent leaning and shyer. And unlike Classic, isn't such a good swordsman (he gets better with time tho).

Similarly to Classic, Lotus isn't very independent and often depends a lot on the people around him for help and advice. They both also have a giant sweet tooth and love animals. And they both stutter, have trouble pronouncing some words and have motor and verbal ticks (whenever Lotus yawns, burps, gets excited, happy or is frightened he goes "woof!", Classic just makes weird demon noises. Their motor ticks are pretty much the same, twitchy hands, neck and whole damn body).

Though Lotus is more prone to seek out simulation, tapping his claws against a table, playing with his hair and tail and pressing his toe beans. Classic mostly plays with his hair and his shirt sometimes. Also because of dyslexia, they both often have jumbled words when speaking, though with Lotus it's stronger and for him, reading is harder. Lotus is more willing to take risks and go out on an adventure, he has very strong legs and wings that can carry him for hours. And in general Lotus' health is better than Classic's, he's learned to cope with his problems better and cares for himself more.

Also, laser pointers totally work on him.

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Now, let's get to the other characters in my verse.

Katy Huerta (she/her), 38-41

A retired Special Task Force agent called back on the field after suspicious and unknown signals had started appearing out of nowhere. They were most likely of a supernatural origin and agent Huerta was assigned on the job. Katy is a skilled and headstrong woman with experience with supernatural forces. As a young child, her body is shared by her and a power fire spirit. She can control fire and use it as a weapon, as well as turn into fire herself.

Turns out that classic had been causing waves of magic which turned to signals as he made his way to this world and travelled around it. At the time he was 19 years old. Katy wasn't sure how to approach him as she found him walking around abandoned buildings but she knew she couldn't kill or arrest him, he hadn't done anything wrong. So she took him in. Taught him, mentored him, took care of him. Katy doesn't have much knowledge about magic but she taught him how to use his sword, how to use his mind and how to use his heart. Classic would follow her around like a puppy, mostly because HQ didn't fully trust a demon to walk around by himself. They respected Katy a great deal, but we're very unsure of this decision. Katy didn't care, though, she was sure. Katy's heart is as big as her muscles and just as strong, she never gave up on that boy and she's glad she didn't. She found a lifelong friend and a trusted partner. She was like a mother to him.

Katy is what I like to call the "bridger", she's usually the bridge between the different universes and dimensions. I gave her full knowledge of the different alts, what they are and what they mean. Whenever there's a new alt, she informs the others and looks over the new one, deciding whether or not they should be cautious and stay away or if they can be invited to the "inner circle".

The day when Classic had his soul transferred and himself trapped was something Katy wasn't sure how to take action, she had no idea who "Lotus" was and what kind of alt they were (you can never know, even the nice sounding ones can be mean and the world they live in might not be able to handle Katy's presence). She took a risk and bridged into the world of Thedas to handle the situation.

Coraline Daniel (she/her), 65.5

The pretty typical vampire oc, I'd say.

Coraline is a carefree soul who enjoys being a mysterious shadow in the back of people's minds. One day she's here, another day she's gone. She doesn't burn in the sunlight but her powers weaken a lot, which includes mind control, teleportation and flight.

A true lady and a primadonna; never settles for second best, Coraline is a beauty and rarity and uses it to her advantage. Many people are slow to notice she's already sucking the blood out of their veins, her victims helplessly falling into her traps and under her spell.

All except one.

Agent Katy Huerta; the STF's favourite puppet; a saviour; a righteous knight; a woman of high regard and the only one to catch Coraline's eye. She had been assigned to search for the reason behind recent murders (Coraline's doing, of course) and had successfully tracked the culprit down. Coraline was surprised that her normal tactics hadn't worked and this piqued her interest. Ever since their first meeting, they seemed to bump into each other quite often. It was a classic game of cat and mouse, with a lot more flirting though. And they both seemed to enjoy it.

Coraline could never trap her and she could never catch Coraline in return. Neither of them wanted to. Or did, but the meaning behind it had changed.

Katy would track the vampire to her next destination, catch her red-handed, they'd fight, steal kisses in between and Katy would watch her disappear into the night. It became routine, tradition. Routine was broken when Katy asked her for a date before she could run off again, caught by surprise but regaining composure Coraline accepted. Katy brought her a silver ring as a gift to their date, it was a simple gesture that meant something more to them both.

Akachi (they/them), 12

Akachi was found in Western-Africa, alone and unconscious in a cryochamber at an old hospital. The child was in a deep coma and appeared to have lizard-like attributes. Files showed that they were there because of an illness that threatened to take their life, but nothing else could be recovered.

The STF team took them back to America to take care of them, but no one was sure what should be done. Should they be given up for adoption? Surely that couldn't be safe for the child. Luckily STF's golden girl Katy Huerta stepped up to take care of the child, adopting them. The child's name is Akachi, was what she was told, they were found abandoned and appear to be intersex. And so the child was given in to her care. Once home, Classic had been very curious about the child. They decided to take care of Akachi together.

Back then Akachi had been just 4 years old and they didn't appear to have any memories before the hospital, so adapting wasn't the most difficult thing. Akachi is a gentle soul and a very curious child, very imaginative. Akachi was placed in a special program when starting school, normal school being a distant thought but they got there eventually.

Akachi is very excited about new things, very excited to learn and experience things. Although Katy tries to keep them away from tough adventures, sometimes by accident a certain demon cannot resist the puppy-eyes. Akachi is all too happy to meet new people, they always dream of having a big family and they do consider the alts to be family.

Elizabeth Hart aka Wolfy Heart (she/her), 27

Quite literally my oldest oc, I'm fairly sure that Wolfy was the first oc that I ever made and she's come such a long way since then.

Wolfy is the daughter of a rich German family, not that it matters but I'm just laying down random facts at this point, she grew up fairly similarly to everyone else though, she wasn't spoiled and her parents were very good at parenting and were decent people.

Wolfy is a very motherly person and takes care of her friends a lot, she loves socialising and cooking and is very good at playing the harp. She's very curious and blushes easily, she's very modest. She likes spending time with animals and children and is very creative and fashionable. She's compassionate and wants what's best for everyone, she's a little naïve in that sense.

Wolfy had been good friends with Katy (through a mutual friend) even before Classic came around. And Wolfy was more than happy to welcome him with open arms and warm cupcakes! Wolfy's also like an aunt to Akachi who she also welcomed with open arms and warm cupcakes.

Idk dudes I love Wolfy, she's been there for me through many years and seen some shit, she's amazing, she sometimes makes her own clothes and really likes turtles.

Quality werewolf, would bark again

Katja Storm aka Kstorm (mostly she/they but he is also fine), 30

Kstorm is also a very old character of mine (like Wolfy and Katy), she's been through many changes and I'm finally happy with where she is!

Kstorm is the oldest of (3) three children, she's half Spanish half Korean and she's a DJ and quite enjoys making music. I imagine her style is similar to Porter Robinson but maybe a bit more bass heavy (I just love Porter Robinson y'all)

She's dating a girl named Kayna (Kstorm calls her Kaykay uwu), who's best friends with Wolfy and by correlation, she got invited to the Cool Kids club B)

Kstorm herself is a witch and when Classic came around she got pretty excited (but like low-key, cuz she's cool like that), tbh Kstorm was a big help with assisting Classic to handle and control his magic. While Katy is very agitated about spreading the knowledge about bridging and the alts, but she trusts this group of people.

Kstorm doesn't go on adventures or jump through dimensions much, too busy working but she asks to get herbs and cool artefacts and talismans whenever the others do go.

Kstorm is a cool and collected person, she doesn't like drama and doesn't want to make a big deal out of things, especially if it isn't. She went to medical school to become a nurse before turning into a fulltime DJ and she often puts together charity events at the club she performs at. She's generally loved by her community, though there has been drama and people trying to ruin her name. She lost some of her fans after coming out as genderfluid and pansexual but regained a large following of very supportive followers and fans.

Taika (they/them), ???

Taika is a tall, cat-like forest spirit who came from a very monochrome and old realm, they came to the human realm to experience colour, loudness and life for what it could be.

They don't have a mouth (or nose) so they can't speak and when they were born their limbs were deformed so now they have prosthetic arms and legs (luckily the forest spirits are pretty handy).

Taika is a very innocent and optimistic creature, very curious about humans and other beings.

Taika especially loves a lot of what humans have created and relishes in their culture with loud music, dyed hair, ripped jeans and technology.

Now, Taika doesn't really belong in the Voidverse, but I love them so much that I had to mention them cuz they're literally so precious.

#classic the demon ((joel))#jojo ((joel))#282 ((joel))#cappy the capricorn ((joel))#the voidkeeper ((joel))#lotus dragon ((joel))#everyone's mom ((katy))#your sexy problematic fave ((coraline))#reptile child ((akachi))#she's a pony ((kstorm))#sweet cinnamon child ((taika))#oc #ocs #my characters #voidverse #jojowritesthings

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roseymoseyberry · 7 years ago

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Samsara (3/?)

Heyo, time for chapter 3, aka a little bit more insight into how I had to fill in the gaps in Breakdown’s backstory and the Stunticons in general, lmao.

Thanks again y’all for reading this wild ride and I hope you enjoy! And for folks who may not watch RID15, the race mentioned in this chapter is from the episode Disordered Personalities. You don’t really need to know much beyond the stunticons joined it hoping to cement their title as Rulers of the Road (because they’re literally written dumb enough as to believe winning a race would do that) and the Autobots went to stop them from destroying the other racers. So they lost and it’s implied that Motormaster pulled a Megatron and physically punished them for it.

Title: Samsara

Series: RID15 and TFP (and some tidbits grabbed from Aligned wiki pages)

Ship(s): Wildbreak/Knockout, Breakdown/Knockout

Tags/warnings: Reincarnation AU, hurt/comfort, verbal/physical abuse (though the worst of the physical abuse is barely described or off screen), past character death, age difference (but still consenting adult alien robots), a lot of filling in worldbuilding gaps and making shit up, and a lot of Wildbreak being a sweet boy who just needs some love and affection.

Fic Summary:

From the day he was forged, Wildbreak had felt like there was something missing; some motivation or drive or desire that had been left behind in the Allspark.

Something he should know but didn’t.

|Chapter 1|Chapter 2|Chapter 3|

“About time you woke up.”

Bumblebee’s frame jolted online as he sat up, staring wide-opticked up at where Knockout was leaned against a shelf of scrap metal and watching him.

“Knockout?! What’re you--?”

“I have a favor to ask,” Knockout stated.

“And it couldn’t wait?” Bumblebee grumbled as he moved to stand. He was going to have to have a talk with his team about warning him when they had company.

Knockout gave him an unimpressed look.

“You want help with your Stunticon problem, don’t you?”

Bumblebee’s arms stilled where he had stretched them over his helm, blinking at Knockout. “You decided to join the team after all?”

“Of course not. I told you, I’m not much of a team player these days when I can help it,” Knockout replied.

“Then…?”

“I’ve been spending some time with one of them.”

“You—wait, you’ve been doing what?!” Panicked, Bumblebee continued, “You’re not gonna join them, are you?”

With a snort, Knockout shook his head. “As much as I don’t want you ordering me around, the idea of Motormaster trying it is even worse. He’s a brute and a moron who only knows how to motivate with his fists. It’s no coincidence he had to remake his team by snatching up a bunch of new forged.”

That was all news to Bumblebee. He didn’t know about any Motormaster, let alone-- “How new?”

“Post-war.”

Bumblebee winced.

But before he could comment, Knockout pushed off his perch and stalked towards him. “And that’s why, when I finally convince this kid to leave the Stunticons, you’re going to pardon him and accept him into the Autobot fold without any problems.”

Bumblebee sighed as he braced his servos on his hips.

“They’re criminals, Knockout. I can’t just waive that.”

“You did for that dinobot,” Knockout argued. He was nearly chest-to-chest with Bumblebee now, unwilling to give an inch.

“Grimlock is a special case. He proved himself to be trustworthy.”

“No. Grimlock is special because you like him.”

“He’s a good mech--”

“—And so is Wildbreak.”

With a huff, Bumblebee stepped back and paced away, and of course he heard Knockout’s pedesteps following behind. “Knockout--”

“You want to put an end to the Stunticons, don’t you?”

That brought Bumblebee up short. He stopped and looked over his shoulder, and Knockout lips barely curled enough to be called a smirk, but it was there. “If you really want to ruin their plans, I can’t think of a better way than getting one of them to defect and thus depriving them of two combiner forms.”

“Two? Can he combine with one of the other ones too?”

The smirk grew.

“I can’t believe the Autobots are still so behind when it comes to understanding combiners,” Knockout said, strolling closer, looking every part like the Con he once was. “You don’t honestly think that if your lot could fuse together by sheer accident that a team led by Motormaster, a mech who has been combining for millennia, would be limited to just combining in pairs, do you?” Genuine fear started to spark in Bumblebee’s processor as realization of what Knockout was suggesting settled.

“All of them?”

“Menasor was never as successful a combiner as Devastator, no doubt because Motormaster was never as good a leader as Scrapper, but you still wouldn’t want to meet him on a battlefield,” Knockout continued, examining his claws lazily, as if he wasn’t discussing the former army’s deadliest soldiers and weapons. “Motormaster has only had this team for a little over a decade, so I can’t imagine they’re as good as his previous teams, but that’s more than enough time for them to learn to form Menasor and control him. Certainly enough time to cause your team some serious problems.”

Bumblebee’s engine growled in his chest as he snapped, “Why the frag didn’t you tell me any of that before?!”

Knockout shrugged, looking victorious already. “You didn’t ask.”

“I asked for your help!”

“No. You ordered for it,” Knockout replied snidely. “If you wanted my advice, as one mech to another, you could have asked for it. Instead you got prissy because I didn’t want to play house with you and your little band of misfits.”

Bumblebee’s engine sputtered with indignation and some guilt.

“Fine,” Bumblebee finally agreed, unable to completely rid his voice of irritation. “I’ll figure something out if Wildbreak leaves the Stunticons.”

“Thank you.” It was more a declaration of victory than gratitude.

“Now uh, you have anything else you could tell me about the Stunticons?”

“Unfortunately, I’ve revealed all my cards,” Knockout admitted with a shrug, not sounding the least bit sorry. “But I’ll let you know if I learn anything juicy.”

With that, Knockout was gone again with barely a wave for the handful of team members even online this time of morning.

It wasn’t until later when Bumblebee had Fixit pull up any information he could find on Motormaster and Menasor, criminal or historical, that he finally got the answer to why Knockout had gotten himself so invested. For all that Bumblebee had known Knockout after the war, he had always looked to stay distanced from others, charming but not caring to get involved past pleasantries, never staying in one place for long. But this sparkling of a criminal had caught his full attention in ways no other mech had for over a decade.

The research also explained the almost personal distaste he had for Motormaster and the Stunticons as a team.

There was list of former Stunticon members from early in the war, before even Bumblebee had been forged, and standing out like a glaring neon sign was the name Breakdown.

“Do you believe in reincarnation?”

Dragstrip stared at him before asking, “What?”

“You know, like, where a spark that joins the Allspark comes back out to be forged again--”

“I know what it is. What I’m trying to figure out is why you’re even asking such a pointless question,” Dragstrip mocked. However, he still handed Wildbreak a cube of energon before sitting down to drink his own.

“I dunno. Just been thinking about it.” Because admitting that he was being plagued by thoughts of a mech he shouldn’t know would make Wildbreak sound insane. He wasn’t completely sure that he wasn’t. “Like, would he be the same, or would he be a different mech the second time around? Would he remember anything?”

Dragstrip stared at him out the corner of his optic as he took a long drink.

“When’d you decide to become some sorta religious type?”

Wildbreak just shrugged, muttering, “Doesn’t matter,” and busied himself with his drink.

“This ‘bout your spark thing? You think it’s ‘cause you’re a reincarnation or something?”

“Yeah. But that sounds pretty glitched, don’t it?”

“Eh, who knows how all that Allspark business works,” Dragstrip said with a lazy wave of his servo. “Maybe you are, maybe you aren’t. Would it make a difference to ya if you were?”

Knockout’s sad smile as he said Breakdown’s name flashed unbidden in Wildbreak’s processor.

“Depends on who I was.”

Dragstrip hummed noncommittally before finishing off his cube with a satisfied ex-vent.

“Ah well, no way of figuring that out anyway, so don’t worry that tiny little processor of yours over it, buddy ol’ pal,” Dragstrip said as he pushed up to his feet and chucked the cube carelessly. “We got more important stuff to focus on today. We got a big race to win for the Boss!”

“A race?” Wildbreak asked.

“Yeah! With that title, we’ll really be the rulers of the roads!”

Wildbreak’s sparkpulse barely quickened at all at the idea, but he forced a grin onto his face and followed after Dragstrip.

The third time they talked, it was over commlinks. It had only been the one day – Wildbreak hadn't even had a chance to recharge yet beyond the couple hours that morning – but already he missed Knockout something fierce.

::Tomorrow?::

::Yeah,:: Wildbreak said, aware of how hopeful his tone was. ::I’d like to see ya.::

::Unfortunately I'm leaving town tonight. I shouldn't be gone more than a day or two though.::

Wildbreak's spark sank.

::Oh. Ok. Well uh, let me know when you get back then?::

There was a pause, and Wildbreak worried that he had sounded too needy, that Knockout wouldn’t be interested anymore because he was so pathetic—

::You could come with if you wanted.::

Wildbreak's spark was caught between joy and the reality that was his frame. Losing the race had made Motormaster mad and he had taken it out on them all, leaving them battered and just this side of broken. Wildbreak's lines had only just finished closing up, so he wasn't leaking energon anymore, but it would take a couple hours at least to work out the dents. Even then though, Wildbreak knew he needed a long, deep recharge to let his frame heal enough that his injuries wouldn’t be obvious.

Normally, after one of Motormaster’s beatings, Wildbreak would curl up and spend a couple days healing until someone finally dragged him out.

But now, Wildbreak wanted desperately to be up and running as soon as he could.

::I really wish I could, but I can’t do nothing tonight.::

::You can’t honestly tell me that little race was enough to tire you out,:: Knockout teased. Heat bloomed in Wildbreak’s frame with embarrassment.

::You saw that, huh?::

::No need to be embarrassed. We’ve all had Autobots ruin a race or two,:: Knockout said easily.

::Yeah? Tell me about yours?::

::I’m sure you can wait a couple days.::

Wildbreak curled up tighter, arms around his knees and back against a boulder, staring out across the terrain as the sun dipped closer to the horizon.

::Wildbreak?::

::Could you tell me about it now? I—I just really wanna hear you talk. If that isn’t weird. That’s weird, isn’t it?::

There was a moment of silence before Knockout asked, utterly serious, ::Is something wrong?::

::I’m fine,:: Wildbreak answered automatically.

::That’s a lie if ever I’ve heard one.:: And now Knockout sounded concerned.

::Uh, then, I’ll be fine, so it’s ok.::

::Wildbreak.::

Wildbreak squirmed, imaging the look that Knockout would give him.

::Motormaster got mad about the race and, well, you know.::

There was a tired ex-vent that carried across the line before Knockout replied knowingly, ::I do.:: The thought that Knockout had ever been punished when he was a Decepticon hadn’t ever crossed Wildbreak’s processor, but it was there now and it sparked something furious in his lines. He didn’t have time to do anything with that outrage though before Knockout said, ::I can wait until tomorrow morning if you still want to come with me. It won’t be fun, exactly, but I wouldn’t mind the company.::

Wildbreak blinked as he realized what Knockout was offering.

For the first time that day, a genuine grin split Wildbreak’s face.

::Yeah, that would be great! Where’re we going?::

::To visit my old friend.::

“Ey, Wildbreak!” Dragstrip called, and Wildbreak went stiff as a board as his partner continued, “Get over here!”

Wildbreak could also see the sudden fear in Dragstrip’s optics when Motormaster’s engine hummed loud enough to carry as their boss stepped closer to Wildbreak, making himself visible to the other mech.

“Oh, uh, sorry boss, didn’t see you there. I’ll come back later--”

“We’re almost done here,” Motormaster interrupted, deep rumbling voice sounding oddly pleased and all the more terrifying for it. It was rare that a smile on his face meant anything good. “Wildbreak was just telling me his ideas for the next couple days.”

A sinking feeling gripped Wildbreak as Dragstrip stared in confusion.

“Ideas?”

Wildbreak broke their optic contact and stared at the ground as Motormaster continued, “Yes. He’s going to drive out further than we’ve gone before, expanding our territory and proving who those roads belong to now.” His large servo landed on Wildbreak’s shoulder in what should have been a show of pride and affection, but Motormaster’s optics were trained on Dragstrip, mocking him. “If even Wildbreak can show some initiative for once to make up for his failure, then I don’t see what’s keeping the rest of you from doing the same.”

Nothing could have pulled Wildbreak’s stare from the ground, spark pounding because he knew the hateful look that Dragstrip must have been wearing, that all the Stunticons soon would. He had seen it time and again when Motormaster turned them against each other to motivate through spite. But Wildbreak had never been the cause of that; had never been used to shame the other Stunticons.

Wildbreak had never shown initiative before and his teammates were going to hate him for it.

But he did his best to focus on the fact that as soon as this was done, Wildbreak could grab some cubes of energon and escape into Knockout’s company for a while. It would be worth it.

Even knowing the vaguely macabre purpose of the roadtrip, there was nothing that could have kept Wildbreak’s excitement from bubbling over. He got to use his Earth alt-mode and spend hours upon hours driving with Knockout, listening to more of his stories and talking about Earth and Cybertron and politics with him. Knockout was far more knowledgeable about it all, but he wasn’t unkind about it, which in Wildbreak’s opinion was exceedingly kind. He would simply explain what Wildbreak didn’t understand and they would continue with their conversation.

And, despite his designation as an Autobot, Knockout was frank about the war and the aftermath and where the Autobots were succeeding and where they were failing. The more Wildbreak got to know him, the better he understood why Knockout left the Decepticons after spending millennia with them.

Wildbreak wasn’t sure it could really be considered a betrayal when Knockout hadn’t been particularly loyal to start with.

Knockout was a mech who looked out for himself first and foremost. For all his dramatics and charm, he was pragmatic, and Wildbreak might have thought him ultimately detached and cold if he wasn’t so drawn to him.

Not the mention the fact that Knockout had also looked out for at least one other mech.

As the sun started to sink low in the sky, Knockout mentioned Breakdown again. Maybe it was because they were growing ever closer to their destination, or maybe, as Wildbreak hoped, Knockout simply felt more comfortable opening up to him.

Knockout talked about how they had met.

Breakdown had been recovering from an upgrade which had left him larger and stronger, a little loopy as his processor was slowly booting up and accepting the changed frame. When Knockout had walked in as his assigned medic and introduced himself, saying “I’m Knockout,” Breakdown had given him a dopey smile and replied, “Yeah you are.”

It had been far from the first time that Knockout had heard the line, but there was an awe to it that had made Knockout laugh. It had been a good decade since he had last had a genuine laugh.

Knockout talked about how Breakdown would come back time and again, his frame broken and bleeding, but always so honest when he asked how Knockout had been. Once, his entire arm had been crushed into a mangle of twisted metal, limp and immobile and no doubt severely painful, and Breakdown had asked Knockout if he was getting enough recharge. “Your optics just seem dimmer than usual,” Knockout recounted Breakdown saying, not bothering with a funny voice or imitation like the other Cons in his stories received. There had been nothing but affection in Knockout’s tone.

Knockout talked about being reassigned to work in the field. How he had insisted he would need an assistant that could double as a bodyguard. And when he had managed to convince them, he demanded it be Breakdown.

Knockout talked about their resulting partnership.

For a brief moment, as Knockout was halfway through some exciting story about an adventure they had had on a planet Wildbreak had never even heard of, he wondered if he should be jealous.

But he wasn’t.

Not completely.

Wildbreak wasn’t jealous of the relationship that Breakdown had gotten to have with Knockout. It was sweet, and it warmed Wildbreak’s spark in a way that made his processor whirr with confusion, because it was that familiarity again, recognizing what he couldn’t possibly recognize. If anything, it just made Wildbreak feel as if he was truly going mad. Was he really a reincarnation of some big bruiser of a Decepticon soldier, or was he just so desperate for Knockout’s affection that he was fooling himself with wild ideas that those feelings and stories could somehow be about him?

The sun set and Knockout said they had a couple more hours before they would arrive.

And Wildbreak thought to himself that if he was jealous of anything, it was that he wanted to be rescued by Knockout too.

“Any updates, Fixit?”

“A couple, sir,” the minibot replied as he continued to tap away, bringing up a screen for Bumblebee. “I’ve managed to get all the information on Motormaster that’s on record. It’s like Knockout said – he led the Stunticon combiner team during the war, but rarely to any great success compared to the more infamous Constructicon team. It seems to be due to a lack of proper leadership kills – spills – skills!”

Bumblebee scanned the profile as he prompted, “How so?”

“Well, while it isn’t ever spelled out so obviously, the simple fact is that the Stunticon team had a shockingly high turnover rate. Some were deaths of course, but others seemed to find ways to quit the team, which is unprecedented in other Decepticon teams of the time.”

Near the end of the profile was a list of Stunticon members, and indeed there were more than a dozen names, many with (DECEASED) or (TRANSFERRED) by them.

It still seemed like some weird twist of fate to see Breakdown’s name among them.

“The Stunticon team was apprehended at the end of the war, but Motormaster managed to escape and has been on the run since, so Knockout is correct that the team he has now has likely only worked together since then.”

“Well, that’s good to know, at least,” Bumblebee said as he crossed his arms. He’d have to go through the whole profile a couple times to see if there was anything else helpful to be found there. “And did you find anything out about Breakdown?”

Fixit gave him the same bemused look he had when Bumblebee had first asked him, clearly not sure why he was interested in a former member. But still, his digits tapped away, but only to zoom in on where Breakdown was listed on Motormaster’s profile.

“Unfortunately sir, there isn’t much to be found. While he is listed in the Decepticon registry, he’s labeled as deceased, so like most Decepticons who died in the war, there hasn’t been any effort put into searching the former army’s archives for his files to transfer to the Autobot systems. The only information I have is what’s listed here.”

Which wasn’t much. Just a designation, a frame type (small four-wheeler, which had to be a mistake considering what Bumblebee remembered of the big brute), and (TRANSFERRED).

Still, it was a confirmation of Knockout’s connection to the Stunticons, as tenuous and outdated as it was.

“Don’t worry about it, Fixit. I was just curious. Tell me more about Motormaster.”

#fanfiction #i know the way i described the stunticon team is v different from how combiner teams are usually described #aka it's not really a gestalt in any way shape or form #but combining in rid15 is weird??#if you want a full explanation of my headcanon of the stunticon team and breakdown's relationship to them #and how i came to that headcanon conclusion #feel free to hit me up haha

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Flame GrenadierReach Level 26.

Golden HunterReceive the gold Master-at-Arms medal.

Golden MinerReceive the gold Rifleman medal.

GrenadierReach Level 39.

HunterReach Level 8.

Hunter EliteReach Level 60.

KantusReceive the gold Medic medal.

MinerReach Level 3.

Savage Grenadier ElitePreorder code from Walmart.

Savage KantusPreorder code from Amazon.com.

SniperReceive the bronze Headshot medal.

SpotterReach Level 20.

Theron GuardReach Level 12.

Weapons: Purchasable

Garish (Static)

Artic Camo (Static)

Desert Digital (Static)

Desert Camo (Static)

Deadly Cute (Static)

Childs Play (Static)

Blood (Animated)

Electric (Animated)

Flower (Static)

Haze (Animated)

Imulsion (Animated)

Rainbow (Animated)

Team Pulse (Animated)

Oil Slick (Animated)

Ocean (Animated)

Thunderstorm (Animated)

Team Distress (Animated)

Team Metal (Animated)

Tiger Stripe (Static)

Jungle Digital (Static)

Tribal (Static)

Urban Digital (Static)

Beta Achievement: Beta Tester Medal

Wear it proudly, Gear. Complete one match in the Beta to permanently unlock.

Unlockable Avatar Awards

Horde ShirtGet the “Welcome to Horde mode” achievement for beating Horde mode.

Locust Drone MaskGet the “Welcome to Beast Mode” achievement for beating Beast mode.

Marcus’ Doo-ragBeat the campaign on any difficulty.

Executions

Lancer Rifle Execution: Get 200 kills with the Lancer.

Hammerburst Execution: Get 200 kills with the Hammerburst.

Retro Lancer Execution: Get 200 kills with the Retro Lancer.

Gnasher Shotgun Execution: Get 200 kills with the Gnasher.

Sawed-off Shotgun Execution: Get 200 kills with the Sawed-off.

Gorgon Pistol Execution: Get 40 kills with the Gorgon.

Boltok Pistol Execution: Get 40 kills with the Boltok.

Boomshot Execution: Get 40 kills with the Boomshot.

Digger Execution: Get 40 kills with the Digger.

Hammer of Dawn Execution: Get 40 kills with the Hammer Of Dawn.

Mulcher Execution: Get 40 kills with the Mulcher.

Mortar Execution: Get 40 kills with the Mortar.

Oneshot Execution: Get 40 kills with the Oneshot.

Scorcher Execution: Get 40 kills with the Scorcher.

Torque Bow Execution: Get 40 kills with the Torque Bow.

Longshot Execution: Get 40 kills with the Longshot.

Cleaver Execution: Get 40 kills with the Cleaver.

Ribbons

MVP: Highest point total for the match.

First Blood: Earned the first kill of the round.

F.I.F.O.: First to die in a round.

Last Man Out: Last man standing on your team.

Better Man: Won a sudden-death showdown.

Clutch: Killed 3 or more as last man standing to win the round.

Never Had a Chance: Won every round in the match.

The Double: 2 quick kills in a row.

The Triple: 3 quick kills in a row.

The Quad: 4 quick kills in a row.

The Quinn: 5 quick kills in a row.

Nemesis: Killed same opponent 5 times.

Retribution: Killed your nemesis.

Swift Vengeance: Revenge killed your last killer.

Solid: More kills than deaths in a match.

Denied!: Ended an opponent’s kill streak.

Killing Spree: Killed 5 opponents without dying.

Rampage: Killed 10 opponents without dying.

Unstoppable: Killed 15 opponents without dying.

Invincible: Killed 20 opponents without dying.

Godlike: Killed 25 opponents without dying.

Trick Shot: One Torque Bow headshot leading to a double kill.

Hat Trick: Scored 3 headshots in a row without dying.

Mortarfied: Killed multiple opponents with a single Mortar shot.

Clusterluck: Killed multiple opponents with one grenade.

Grenade Hug: Killed an opponent after being grenade tagged.

Sapper Star: Killed an opponent with the opponent’s own planted frag grenade.

Ole!: Grenade tagged a Retro charging opponent.

Boombardier: Killed multiple opponents with a single Boomshot blast.

Hail Mary: Boomshot kill from over 200 feet.

Kaboom!: Killed multiple opponents with a single Sawed-off Shotgun blast.

Roadblock: Stopped a Retro charge with the Sawed-off Shotgun.

Lumberjack: Chainsawed 3 opponents in a row.

Charge!: Retro charged 3 opponents in a row.

Military Intelligence: 5 opponents spotted ending in a kill.

Not So Fast: Killed an opponent who was executing a teammate.

Negotiation Over: Headshot an opponent with a meatshield.

Oscar Mike: Killed a Roadie Running opponent with a headshot.

The Super: Killed an evading opponent with a headshot.

Death from Below: Killed an opponent with a grenade while downed.

Death from Beyond: Killed an opponent after you have died.

Death from Above: Killed multiple opponents with a single HOD blast.

Untouchable: Never captured when playing as the leader.

Lead by Example: Killed 5 opponents as the leader in a round.

Want Something Done: Captured the enemy leader when playing as the leader.

Captiv-ating: Captured the enemy leader.

Secret Service: Most leader rescues in a match.

Rear Guard: Survived every round of Wingman.

Avenged: Killed your Wingman’s assassin.

Top of the Hill: Killed 5 opponents from inside the ring.

Ring Breaker: Broke opposing ring 3 times in a round.

Ring King: Captured a ring 3 times in a round.

Dead Ringer: Won a round of KOTH by shutting out the opposing team.

Eye on the Prize: Most points earned in the ring.

Sacrifice: Broke the ring alone while DBNO.

No, Wait!: Killed an opponent while they reloaded.

Special Delivery: Killed an opponent with a bag & tag.

No Smoking: Killed an opponent with a smoke grenade.

Never Surrender: Come from defeat to win a match.

Unlucky Bastard: Only player on your team to die in a round.

Team Player: Most assists in a match.

Personal Assistant: Assisted 10 kills in a round.

Medic: Revived 5 teammates in a round.

So Close: Killed while recovering from DBNO.

Survivor: Revived yourself 5 times in a round.

Methodical: 5 executions in a round.

Stop Thief!: 5 kills stolen by others in a round.

First to Fight: First kill in every round of a match.

Final Word: Final kill of the match.

The Cleaner: Final kill in every round of a match.

Coup de Grace: Final kill with an execution.

Vigilant: Won a match with no deaths and 10+ kills.

Smooth Operator: Highest K/D ratio in a match.

Tough Guy: Fewest deaths in a match.

Rough Day: Most deaths in a match.

Stay Down: More downs than kills in a match.

Executioner: Most executions in a match.

Evasive: Leaser damage taken in a match.

Contender: Most melee hits in a match.

Pacifist: Most revives than kills in a match.

Spray and Pray: Most blindfire kills in a match.

Headhunter: Most headshot kills in a match.

Carmine’s Star: Most headshot deaths in a match.

Grenadier: Most grenade kills in a match.

Pistoleer: Most pistol kills in a match.

Quick Clips: Most perfect Active Reloads in a match.

Clear!: Most revives in a match.

Well Protected: Most revived player in a match.

Guys? Hello?: Most time down but not out in a match.

Buttoned Up: Spent the most time in cover.

Under the Radar: Earned no other ribbons in a match.

Pop Goes the Weasel: Blew up 3 enemies at once (Ticker).

Indigestion: Killed an enemy with a swallowed grenade (Wild Ticker).

Monkey-Dog: Multiple enemies you stunned were killed (Wretch).

Meatshop: Killed 4 enemies without dying (Butcher).

Team Shaman: Healed 4 teammates at once (Kantus).

Team Savior: Revived 3 teammates at once (Kantus).

Pillager: Destroyed 5 fortifications in a round.

Test Driver: Played as 5 different Locust in a round.

Antihero: Killed 5 different Heroes in a round.

Ready for the Heavies: Unlocked the final row of Locust.

Just in Time: Completed the wave with only 1 second left.

Long Hauler: Completed all 50 waves in one session.

Point Man: Earned the most cash in the wave.

Combat Engineer: Worked on 5 fortifications in one deployment.

Founder: Established a COG Base.

Financier: Gave $5,000 to teammates.

Reconnaissance: In Ghost Cam, spotted 3 weapons before they were picked up.

Observer: Survived the wave but with no kills.

Phat Loot: Completed a wave Challenge Objective.

Last Hope: Survived the wave as the last one alive.

Go on Without Me: Completed the wave as the only one dead.

High ROI: Killed 5 enemies with a weapon you purchased.

I Gotcha: Revived all 4 teammates in one wave.

Like a Boss: Survived a Boss Wave without going down or dying.

Rope-a-Dope: Killed 3 enemies in a wave that were attacking a decoy.

Botanist: Shot 5 Lambent Pods in a chapter.

Mech Jockey: Killed 10 enemies with a Silverback.

Flyswatter: Killed 5 Shriekers.

Quick Kicker: Kicked 5 small enemies.

Pull!: Killed a ground bursting enemy in the air.

Dewormer: Killed 3 Lambent Headsnakes.

Pruner: Sever 5 Lambent mutant arms.

Pig Sticker: Retro charge 4 Formers in one charge.

Ace: Most kills in an Arcade chapter.

Hand Holder: Most revives in an Arcade chapter.

Wingman: Most assists in an Arcade chapter.

Stockpiler: Most ammo taken in an Arcade chapter.

Conservationist: Least ammo taken in an Arcade chapter.

Number 1: Earned the highest score in an Arcade chapter.

Priority Target: Highest score for a single kill in an Arcade chapter.

On Your Feet, Soldier: Completed Arcade chapter without going down but not out.

Mutators

Comet: Get the Gold the Shock Trooper medal by getting “X” First Blood ribbons. Its effect is as you Roadie Run, you build up energy until you ignite into a ball of fiery death. Impact an enemy to unleash your power.

Instagib Melee: Get 200 kills with the Wretch in Beast mode. Its effect is every melee hit you deliver is packed with explosive power.

Super Reload: Get the Bronze Master-At-Arms medal by getting a Bronze medal with all five starting weapons. Its effect is all perfect active reloads will greatly increase your weapon’s power and double its clip size.

Infinite Ammo: Get 100 Combat Engineer ribbons. Its effect is starter weapons and pistols never run out of ammo.

Big Explosions: Get 100 Hail Mary ribbons. Its effect is the radius of all explosions are increased to frightening proportions.

No Ammo Pickups: Unlocked from the beginning. Its effect is ammunition reserves have been exhausted. You must scavenge from weapons left on the battlefield.

Enemy Regeneration: Get the Silver Aficionado medal by playing “X” chapters in Arcade mode. Its effect is non-Lambent enemies regenerate health over time.

Vampire: Get 100 Executioner ribbons. Its effect is your health does not automatically regenerate, but every point of damage you deal will heal you.

Must Active Reload: Get the Silver Active Reloader medal by getting 2,500 Perfect Active Reloads. Its effect is every reload must be an active reload or your gun will jam.

Friendly Fire: Successfully complete the campaign in 4-Player Co-op. Its effect is your teammates are no longer protected from team fire.

Big Head: Get the Gold Horder medal by completing “X” waves in Horde mode. Its effect is everyone has their head (and other key features) inflated to comical proportions.

Pinata: Get the Gold Investor medal by earning “$X” in Beast mode. Its effect is special tokens drop from every kill; collect them to earn points.

Flower Blood: Get the Silver King Of COG medal by earning “X” points in Arcade mode. Its effect is all blood effects are replaced by pretty flowers.

Headless Chicken: Unlocked from the beginning. Its effect is enemies attack each other for several seconds after they lose their heads.

Laugh Track: Successfully complete the Standard and Arcade campaign, Beast mode, and Horde mode on the Casual or higher difficulty. Its effect is for every kill, you will recieve some laughs. It is like an M-Rated sitcom.

Weapon Unlockables

All Gold weapons (all five starting weapons): Get the “Veteran Gear” achievement (reach Level 100 and win a match on each of the four “Snowblind Map Pack” maps) in Gears of War 2.

Chrome Gnasher: Successfully complete the campaign in all three Gears Of War games.

Chrome Hammerburst: Get the “Dirty, Dirty Horde” achievement (complete 10 waves in Horde mode on any difficulty and map) in Gears Of War 2.

Chrome Lancer: Get the “Don’t Hate The Player” achievement (finish a ranked match with the highest score) in Gears Of War.

Chrome Retro Lancer: Get the “Domination” achievement (complete 10 different Co-op chapters with Dominic Santiago on any difficulty) in Gears Of War.

Chrome Sawed-Off: Get any achievement in Gears Of War for the PC.

Crimson Omen Gnasher: Kill 10 enemies in Team Deathmatch.

Crimson Omen Hammerburst: Survive all 12 waves in Beast mode.

Crimson Omen Lancer: 12 + 2 XBL Gold Card promotion.

Crimson Omen Retro Lancer: Survive the first 10 waves in Horde mode.

Crimson Omen Sawed-Off: Successfully complete five Arcade Campaign chapters in Co-op mode.

Gold Hammerburst and Lancer: Play during the first week of the game’s launch (September 20, 2011 to September 27, 2011). Alternately, these weapons carry over from Gears Of War 2 if you already had them.

Gold Omen Skin Set (gold with red highlights): Reach Level 100 in Gears Of War 3.

Gold Sawed-Off: Get the “Commando” achievement in Gears Of War.

Infected Omen (all five starting weapons): Included with the Gears Of War 3 Epic Edition, LE Console, or LE Controller.

Liquid Metal Black (all five starting weapons): Included with the Gears Of War 3 Season Pass.

Liquid Metal Green (all five starting weapons): Obtained through a yet to be announced free promotion.

Liquid Metal White/Ivory (all five starting weapons): Exclusive to Epic employees or those who are close friends with Joe Graf.

Onyx Gnasher: Get the Onyx medal for the Gnasher by getting 6,000 kills with the Gnasher.

Onyx Hammerburst: Get the Onyx medal for the Hammerburst by getting 6,000 kills with the Hammerburst.

Onyx Lancer: Get the Onyx medal for the Lancer by getting 6,000 kills with the Lancer.

Onyx Retro Lancer: Get the Onyx medal for the Retro Lancer by getting 6,000 kills with the Retro Lancer.

Onyx Sawed-Off: Get the Onyx medal for the Sawed-Off by getting 6,000 kills with the Sawed-Off.

Team Insignia Hammerburst: Get the Gold Veteran medal by playing 300 matches.

Team Insignia Lancer: Get the Silver Veteran medal by playing 200 matches.

Team Insignia Retro Lancer: Get the Bronze Veteran medal by playing 100 matches.

Team Insignia Shotgun Set: Get the Onyx Veteran medal by playing 400 matches.

Beta Achievement: Flaming Hammerburst

Complete one match by Sunday, April 24 to permanently unlock.

Beta Achievement: Flaming Lancer

Complete one match during the week of April 25 to permanently unlock.

Beta Achievement: Flaming Sawed-off Shotgun

Complete one match during the week of May 2 to permanently unlock.

Beta Achievement: Flaming Gnasher Shotgun

Complete one match during the week of May 9 to permanently unlock.

Beta Achievement: Thrashball Cole

Unlock Thrashball Cole to play as Augustus Cole as he was before Emergence Day — a legendary Thrashball athlete known for his ferocious, flamboyant style.Complete 50 matches in any game type to unlock for the Beta period. To permanently unlock, complete 10 matches as Thrashball Cole during the Beta period.

Beta Achievement: Gold-plated Retro Lancer

Before the chainsaw bayonet was deployed at the beginning of the Locust-Human War, the original Lancer assault rifle had a large fixed blade.Complete 90 matches in any game type to unlock for the Beta period.To permanently unlock, score 100 kills with the Gold-Plated Retro Lancer during the Beta period.

Easter eggs

Currently we have no easter eggs for Gears of War 3 yet. If you have any unlockables please feel free to submit. We will include them in the next post update and help the fellow gamers. Remeber to mention game name while submiting new codes.

Glitches

Currently we have no glitches for Gears of War 3 yet. If you have any unlockables please feel free to submit. We will include them in the next post update and help the fellow gamers. Remeber to mention game name while submiting new codes.

Guides

Currently no guide available.

Achievements

Achievement List

Marcus, It’s Your Father (5 points) – Story Progression in Prologue (Standard or Arcade).

Swimmin’ in Glowie Gravy (10 points) – Story Progression in Act 1 Chapter 2 (Standard or Arcade).

We Struck Gold, Son! (10 points) – Story Progression in Act 1 Chapter 3 (Standard or Arcade).

My Turf! Cougars Territory! (10 points) – Story Progression in Act 1 Chapter 5 (Standard or Arcade).

Putting it Scientifically. (10 points) – Story Progression in Act 1 Chapter 6 (Standard or Arcade).

Okay, Now We Find Hoffman (10 points) – Story Progression in Act 2 Chapter 1 (Standard or Arcade).

Oh Yeah, It’s Pirate Time (10 points) – Story Progression in Act 2 Chapter 5 (Standard or Arcade).

Thanks For Flying GasBag Airways (10 points) – Story Progression in Act 2 Chapter 7 (Standard or Arcade).

Anvil Gate’s Last Resort (10 points) – Story Progression in Act 3 Chapter 1 (Standard or Arcade).

Was it Good For You? (10 points) – Story Progression in Act 3 Chapter 2 (Standard or Arcade).

Lost Your Good Driver Discount (10 points) – Story Progression in Act 3 Chapter 3 (Standard or Arcade).

Brothers to the End (10 points) – Story Progression in Act 3 Chapter 5 (Standard or Arcade).

Think You Can Handle That? (10 points) – Story Progression in Act 4 Chapter 3 (Standard or Arcade).

Baird’s Favorite Kind of Toy (10 points) – Story Progression in Act 4 Chapter 5 (Standard or Arcade).

Welcome To -redacted- (10 points) – Story Progression in Act 4 Chapter 6 (Standard or Arcade).

Look at That, Instant Summer. (10 points) – Story Progression in Act 5 Chapter 2 (Standard or Arcade).

Ok. Faith. Yeah. Got It. (10 points) – Story Progression in Act 5 Chapter 5 (Standard or Arcade).

You’re Dead! Now Stay Dead! (10 points) – Story Progression in Act 5 Chapter 6 (Standard or Arcade).

Ready for More (50 points) – Complete all campaign Acts on Casual or Normal Difficulty (Standard or Arcade).

Ain’t My First Rodeo (50 points) – Complete all campaign Acts on Hardcore Difficulty (Standard or Arcade).

That’s Just Crazy (75 points) – Complete all campaign Acts on Insane Difficulty (Standard or Arcade).

Collector (5 points) – Recover 5 Campaign Collectibles (any difficulty, Standard or Arcade).

Pack Rat (10 points) – Recover 20 Campaign Collectibles (any difficulty, Standard or Arcade).

Hoarder (15 points) – Recover all 42 Campaign Collectibles (any difficulty, Standard or Arcade).

Remember the Fallen (15 points) – Recover all 15 COG Tags during the Campaign (any difficulty, Standard or Arcade).

My Fellow Gears (50 points) – Complete all Campaign Acts in Co-op (any difficulty, Standard or Arcade).

We Few, We Happy Few. (50 points) – Complete all Campaign Acts in 4 player Co-op (any difficulty, Standard or Arcade).

Level 5 (5 points) – Reach level 5.

Level 10 (10 points) – Reach level 10.

Level 15 (15 points) – Reach level 15.

Level 25 (25 points) – Reach level 25.

Level 50 (50 points) – Reach level 50.

Judge, Jury and Executioner (10 points) – Get a kill with every possible execution finishing move (any mode).

Wreaking Locust Vengence (10 points) – Get a kill with every Locust monster in Beast mode (any difficulty).

Enriched and Fortified (10 points) – Complete all 50 waves of Horde mode (any difficulty, any map).

It’s All About the Loot! (25 points) – Earn the Bronze “Loot Courtesan”” medal.

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