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[a-is-away]

chapter 8: children of the grave

summary: in which hellfire has their first session.

warnings: swearing/strong language, smoking, jealous! eddie (again) (kind of a running theme), little lost sheepies intro story, alex and eddie are cute, mention of drinking

part 7: https://www.tumblr.com/a-is-away/779240191185518592/chapter-7-metal-gods?source=share

[eddie.]

it had been a month since that perfect night and alex was essentially in the band by this point. she had even started playing keyboard for some songs, saying she had taken lessons when she was younger and could remember some basics. we wrote another couple of songs, one called teenage rampage that had a real edge to it, and another called freak on a leash. no need to explain where the inspiration for that song came from. 

by the end of october, i was finally ready to start hellfire. unfortunately though, i was down a few players. given that it was a huge campaign, i needed as many players as possible. gareth, alex, brian, and jeff were all signed on, but i needed seven people. three more players to round up. 

i drummed my fingers on my jaw while staring outside the window in mrs. o’donnell’s class. she was yammering on about some math concept i didn’t care to listen to, and i wracked my brain for potential children of the grave i could recruit. 

my teachers had long given up on asking me to pay attention. after seeing me go through the classes for the third time, they did not care to fight with me over grades or attendance or conduct. they likely wanted to see me fail just so i could get out of their face. 

i looked back down at my page. i was drawing out the maps we would be using, as well as sketching out creatures and monsters i would be using for combat. i decided this year i would make iron-on shirts, so i drew some sketches for that as well. i heard the bell ring, so i shoved all of my drawings and papers into my bag. 

i made my way for the door, dodging classmates that avoided my touch. they likely thought they’d be possessed by whatever weird demon haunted me. to retaliate, i lunged at them with gnarled fingers, making a haunting cackle. they flinched away, one of the girls gasping, “oh my god,” and another hissing under her breath, “fucking freak.” the words used to sting, but after six years in high school, one gets used to the names. 

finally, it was lunch. i found the usual table i sit at with gareth, jeff, and brian. they had beat me there, so i gathered their attention by throwing my lunch bag and backpack on the table with great enthusiasm. “gentlemen,” i said. they all hushed their conversations and turned their heads towards me. “hellfire’s 1985 to 1986 year campaign is prepared to commence.” they all gasped and pumped their fists. 

“hell yeah,” gareth cheered. i placed my foot on the chair in front of me, my hand across my chest like a noble statue. 

“the name of the campaign is…” i drew it out, the three men in front of me leaning in with anticipation. i took my foot down, planting it on the other side of the chair, and wriggled my fingers in front of me, “the cult… of vecna!” deviously looking from person to person, they all made oohs and ahhs, leaning in to glean more information on the new campaign. “this will be combat-heavy, so choose your classes wisely. this will not be for the faint of heart,” i warned. there was that three-players-short caveat i unfortunately had to discuss, though, so i huffed to bring them in again, throwing myself into the chair. 

“what’s wrong?” jeff asked, brow furrowed. 

“well, there is one small problem,” i sighed, dramatically, placing my face in my hand, turning my face away. 

“oh, no,” brian gulped. 

“what’s the problem!” gareth begged nervously. 

“we don’t have enough players. between you three and alex, we need three more,” i said. a gauntlet. a challenge. i looked at them sidelong between my fingers. they all looked apprehensively amongst each other. 

“i don’t know anyone,” gareth started.

“you guys are kind of my only friends,” brian chirped. 

“do you even think other people would want to join?” 

enraged, and somewhat offended, i stood up. “i didn’t realize you three weren’t one to rise to the challenge!” we caught the attention of a couple other tables, but i didn’t care. “just for that, i will be the one to choose who joins us. who will be brave enough to journey through my ruthless campaign. to the death!” i pointed to the sky, then began my prowl through the lunchroom. i felt their gaze on my back, along with a couple other wandering stares. 

most people avoided my gaze. i immediately avoided anyone with a cheer uniform or football jersey; i knew that attempt would be DOA. i considered some of the nerds, but they were all pouring over books or homework. then, my eyes connected with three young freshman. one with curly hair, a weird al tshirt, and a toothy grin. the other with slightly greasy black hair and a preppy get up that did not look like it meshed well with him at all, and the final boy had a bit of acne and pants that settled much higher than his ankles, indicating a recent growth spurt. they all seemed… awkward. misfits. like little lost sheep in need of a shepherd. 

in that moment, i knew i had found my final players. 

they sat on the end of a long table, herded together and giggling amongst each other like school girls. other freshman ignored them like the plague, sitting far down towards the other end of the table. i brazenly sat across from them, folding my fingers together and staring them down. they looked at me, slightly terrified of what i would do. 

“we don’t have any lunch money,” the weird al kid squeaked, clearing his throat and then saying in a deeper tone, “please leave us alone.” 

“you boys seem in need of an adventure,” i leaned in. this clearly piqued their interest, their expressions wide and exchanging glances amongst each others. 

the tall one eyed me carefully. “what kind of adventure…” he asked.

“yeah, like is this a drug thing?” the one with black hair seemed apprehensive as well. 

“mike!” and “dude!” came out of the other two’s mouths, whacking either of his arms. he yelped and rubbed his arms.

i felt a slight stir in my chest. yikes, is that how i’m known? “ah, my reputation precedes me,” i said, sheepishly. “but no,” i leaned onto one shoulder, “this is a matter of dragons, cultists, brotherhood,” i waved my hand in the air then clenched it into a fist. “you three seem up to the challenge.”

the weird al kid quirked his eyebrow. “dragons?” he exchanged knowing looks with the other two, “as in, dungeons and dragons?” 

i shot up out of the seat. they knew! “so you’re familiar with the perils and the treachery of the great game?”

“duh!” the boy i assumed to be mike said. 

“of course!”

“it’s only the greatest game ever,” the weird al kid stood with me. “we’ve played since middle school, only…”

“... we’re down a dungeon master,” the tall one said, and mike’s eyes met the floor. “are you putting together a club or something?”

i crossed to the other side of the table. “putting together? we have already assembled,” i put my arms around the shoulders of mike and weird al kid, pointing to my table, “we have been awaiting our final members.” 

“count us in!” weird al kid grinned. “mike? lucas?”

lucas did not say anything, but mike said, “hell yes count us in.” 

i took my arms off of their shoulders and stepped backwards, looking at lucas. “lucas is it? don’t miss out on this golden opportunity: the opportunity of a lifetime,” i offered, hyperbolizing just a hair. he looked to the other two who gave him encouraging glances. he huffed.

“alright, lead the way,” he said. i clasped his hand, giving it a firm shake. 

“welcome to hellfire,” i gave them a grin. “now, won’t you all meet your brothers in arms?” 

⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧

on friday, it was finally time to begin. i told the new members and original members to meet in the drama club room friday night at six.  i was waiting outside, sitting on the sidewalk, smoking. the other three were already inside, so i just waited for our new lost sheep, and alex.

i saw alex’s car pull into the school parking lot. the light inside her car highlighted her blonde curls, and i watched as she checked her lipstick in her rearview mirror. a smile fell across my lips as she opened her car door with her bag slung across her. we made eye contact across the parking lot and she waved, her walking speed picking up to an almost skip.

“hey, eddie!” she beamed. she was wearing a long, brown skirt, a white blouse, and a quirky little black hat. she saw one like it in a magazine and knew she had to have it. it suited her. she then joined me by sitting beside me on the curb, giving me a one-arm hug. 

“hey alex, or should i say ophyra?” i leaned into her hug, referencing her character. 

a grin spread across her face, then she sat up straight and clasped her hands together, and said with a swoon, “oh great and sadistic dungeon master, how will you torture us with this new campagin?”

i stuck my cigarette back in my mouth and crooned, “you will see, brave one, how sadistic i can be.” i leaned in towards her and exhaled my smoke into her face. she wafted it away, and i saw the smallest bit of flush creep up her neck. 

“it’s a shame we’re replacing our friday night movie nights with dnd,” she said, her arms wrapping around her knees. “not that i’m not excited, but i’ll miss our time with just the two of us.”

my heart quickened. “just the two of us?” 

alex looked at me. “well, yeah. you’re my best friend, eddie, i enjoy time with just the two of us.” the sparkle in her eye made me feel like i was on a planet without oxygen. 

the tightness in my chest did not subside. her hair slipped from behind her ear, cascading down and covering her face. my hand moved before my brain could comprehend what i was doing, and i tucked her hair back, the middle part of my finger tracing along her jawline. my eyes widened and i jerked my hand away, taking a breath of my cigarette as i furiously stared at the ground. what the fuck? why did i do that? real casual, edward.

i cleared my throat, “we should do another movie night, then. just the two of us. maybe we can workshop a couple songs, or, something.” 

“well my parents are going to be out of town next weekend, maybe we could do something at my place,” she offered, reaching towards my hand. i eyed her, then noticed she was trying to take hold of my cigarette. i handed it to her, amused. 

“i wouldn’t mind that. where are they off to?” 

she took a drag. she only coughed once. impressive. “new york. it’s their anniversary, so they’re going to see a play and all that.” she handed it back. 

“sounds like the perfect opportunity for havoc,” i said, grinning devilishly. she laughed. we both watched as a familiar car pulled into the parking lot. she tilted her head. 

“is that…” she started, standing up. i stood with her, watching as our new recruit dustin got out of the passenger side door. she began walking towards him, then it felt as if my world shattered as i watched lucas, mike, and steve fucking harrington get out of the car. 

“you’ve got to be shitting me,” i said, throwing my cigarette on the ground and grinding it with my foot. 

“steve? dustin? guys, what are you doing here?” she asked. i watched as she met with steve at the front of his car, giving him a full-blown full-frontal hug, then pulling away and hugging dustin. they get full hugs and i only got a pity side one-arm thing? 

“these three needed a ride to this, uh, thing,” steve said, waving his arm in the direction of the school.

dustin piped in, “uh, uh, uh, it’s called dungeons and dragons,” he said, matter-of-factly. “one of the greatest games ever, one that your tiny little brain could not comprehend.” he wagged his finger in his face. well, he got that tiny part right. “right, yeah, whatever. they needed a ride, so,” steve explained to alex. his eyes connected with mine. i tried to remain cool. calm, collected. i probably instead looked like a homicidal maniac ready to pounce. “but, uh, what are you doing here?” he looked back to her.

alex looked back at me and smiled. i tried to manage the sourpuss expression likely slinking across my face. “i play the great game,” she said. steve looked surprised. “i have been looking forward to this campaign for months.” 

steve looked utterly dumbfounded. “i didn’t realize this type of thing was your thing,” he said. 

“there’s a lot you don’t know about me, harrington.” she turned on her heel and walked with the rest of the boys back towards me. 

“see you back at ten thirty!” dustin called.

“woah, wait, ten thirty?” steve asked, exasperated. 

“we’d go longer but these boys have a curfew,” i stood and shouted back at him. i shrugged as i walked backwards and into the school building. we had propped the door open with a rock, slipping into the drama club room without worrying about keys or janitors or locks. 

we walked into the dimly lit room. i had prepared the room with mood lighting, maps on the giant wooden table, and my dungeon master books and folders blocking off the head of the table. last year, the drama club made a throne for the spring play, macbeth. they weren’t using it, so it became my throne. “welcome, brave adventurers.” gareth, jeff, and brian were all sitting inside in their unassigned-assigned seats, and the rest trickled into the remaining seats. 

gareth sat to my right, my right hand man, and alex sat to my immediate left, my left hand woman. everyone began pulling out their papers, dice sets, character sheets, pencils, and notebooks. alex was the dedicated notetaker for the group. she put the date at the top of her paper, and looked my way, giving me a slight nod.

“gentlemen, and lady,” i stood to look over my books, commanding the room. “we begin your story in mokhbar. it is a sprawling city known as a large religious center. freedom of expression and thought are both encouraged here, protests and discussion groups rampant throughout the city. although, just because freedom of thought is allowed, does not mean all thoughts are well intentioned.” i pulled three minifigures out from behind my folders and placed them on the map in front of us. “here, gathered in the seedy underbelly of the city, we have an elf in fine garments, a half-orc in thick, studded leather, and a human, in a light tunic with a metal breastplate adorned across his shoulders. alex, brian, and mike, will you introduce your characters?” 

alex grinned and set her pencil down. she began to describe her thief, using gestures and transforming into a different girl altogether. she put on an accent and held her head high. 

then, brian introduced his half-orc barbarian named duluth, and mike introduced his human fighter named aguilos. after explaining to the party what they were all doing there (robbing a nearby shrine), i dove into how jeff and dustin’s characters knew one another. then, how gareth’s lone wolf character and lucas’s town guard character stumbled upon all of them in the shrine, entangling them in a task. the task in question: taking out the leader of a nearby group of religious zealots: the cult of vecna. 

alex furiously took notes, and as the story unfolded, the players seemed amped up to continue. i had finished taking them through a village investigation and a scurry with a band of goblins on the outskirts of town when my gaze fell to my watch. 

“the last goblin falls with a snarl, turning into a choked gurgling of the blood that flooded his throat. you look around to the battlefield before you, before setting your gaze on the fortress ahead. you know that inside houses the cult you have been tasked to destroy. and with that…” my eyes fell to every player, their breaths held in anticipation, “that is where we will end this first session.” 

a chorus of “aww”s and “ah!”s met me as i began to close my books. 

“that was so good!” jeff cried, smiling with gareth as he affirmed the same. i felt on top of the world, lighter than air after a good session. i grinned. alex shut her notebook and began putting away her things, talking with some of the others about the session. 

“some of your best work, eddie,” she said, closing up her messenger bag. “i’m surprised the newbies could hold their own.” 

“hey! we’re the best goblin slayers on this side of the mississippi,” dustin said hyperbolically. 

“dustin, literally no one says that anymore,” lucas said, mike nodding in agreement. 

dustin sighed. “whatever!” he slung his backpack over his back. “same time next week, eddie?” he grinned his toothy smile, pointing at me. i couldn’t help but give one back. 

“of course, young dungeon divers. hellfire club awaits you,” i said, giving him a little bow as he, lucas, and mike walked out of the drama club room. 

i said my goodbyes to gareth, jeff, and brian, leaving just me and alex in the drama club room, packing up the rest of the session. 

“god, and the way we all met was so funny!” she laughed, handing me a map that i stuffed into a cardboard file box that held all of our dnd props. i kept it tucked away so i didn’t have to continue to take the props back and forth every friday; i would inevitably forget things. “it was just perfect. i cannot wait for next week.” i felt my face flush a bit.

“i’m glad you all liked it. i mean, you saw how hard i had been thinking about it. it’s just so exciting to see it come to fruition,” i beamed. i walked back over to the table after setting down the props in the corner. “ready to go?”

“yeah,” she said, resigned. we began walking out of the drama club room and i shut out the light. walking down the hallway, she said, “hey, so, next weekend, when my parents are out of town…” she trailed off. 

i looked at her, searching for her eyes. “yeah?” 

“um,” she went pink. i slowed my pace, putting a hand on her arm.

“what’s up, wilson?” i asked, “you okay?” 

she shut her eyes then breathed in. “eddie, i want to get drunk. i want to know what it’s like and i want to have grown up experiences because, well, i am one now.” it was as if a cork had been removed from a shaken bottle of champagne; the words wouldn’t stop bubbling out. “and i know you have contacts for booze and, i don’t know, i trust you.” she faced me head-on. she looked so earnest, so brazen. “i want to get drunk with you is what i’m saying.” 

stunned, i initially didn’t know what to say. she gave me those pleading eyes, and i just felt my chest unwind a bit. “of course, alex. hey, you pick the movie, i’ll get the booze, and i’ll make sure you don’t do anything stupid.” 

alex positively beamed. she threw her arms around my shoulders in a quick but crushing embrace. “thank you, eddie! you are the coolest guy ever.” i was again, stunned, but anything to get her to throw her arms around me like that. she smiled then took my arm in hers and pulled me towards the door. 

the night was pitch black and i walked her safe and sound back to her car. she got in the driver’s seat, and i kept her car door open to say my final goodbyes. “so, i’ll see you next saturday? seven o’clock?”

“on the dot,” she said, cranking her car. “see you then, dungeon master.”

i shut her car door, then she shifted into reverse, and i watched her drive away into the night.

god, i loved dungeons and dragons.

part 1: https://www.tumblr.com/a-is-away/778657655075094528/chapter-1-i-think-were-alone-now?source=share

part 2: https://www.tumblr.com/a-is-away/778730940998500352/chapter-2-road-to-nowhere?source=share

part 3: https://www.tumblr.com/a-is-away/778843558479380480/chapter-3-hold-the-line?source=share

part 4: https://www.tumblr.com/a-is-away/778918955907678208/chapter-4-for-whom-the-bell-tolls?source=share

part 5: https://www.tumblr.com/a-is-away/779107967954010112/chapter-5-no-one-like-you?source=sharepart 6: https://www.tumblr.com/a-is-away/779110159190491136/chapter-6-fight-for-your-right?source=share

[claitea]

can you tell us more about alto 👉👈

here's the basic rundown on them!

some more things about them though:

i use the day i finish designing an oc as their birthday, so alto's is september 13. they're 23 at the time of bw2

full team is fearow, unfezant, swanna, rufflet and vullaby. they're like 4th-5th gym level kind of strength in battle

somewhat inspired by the time that as a kid i went to this beach, known for having a one-winged pelican around. i never got to see it but i always remembered it. alto's initial partner pokemon was going to be a pelipper, but i did want to give the underappreciated fearow (which i actually really like! a lot more than pelipper haha) a little spotlight. i still kept the one-winged pelipper concept - it's now the logo of the skyline sanctuary visible on alto's second outfit. it lives with the rest of alto's family at the sanctuary as one of the helper pokemon

taught themself how to sing and dance as a kid so they could play with the birds in the sanctuary, but ending up really liking it and they do it as a hobby. you could NOT convince alto to sing or dance in front of other people though. gun to their head they will not

sucks at throwing poke balls but thats what the capture styler's for

afraid of thunderstorms, not in the afraid of loud noises way but because their family are all extremely wary of them. they're dangerous times for bird pokemon so they have to be on guard during them, so even when they're not at the sanctuary, storms put them on edge

alto doesn't battle often, but people who have battled them think they're annoying to fight lmao. when facing wild pokemon as a ranger, their main tactics are dodging and disrupting to get openings to use their styler, and they incorporate those same tactics in their battles

also despite part of why i made alto being that they were going to be paired with n i dont think i explained their whole story here???

between the remains of team plasma that either joined neo team plasma or are making up for their actions in the driftveil safehouse, there's a small number that still fully believe pokemon should be separated from humans for their sake. they operate independently, still convincing some to release pokemon or outright stealing them just like the original plasma. this is one of the reasons some rangers were dispatched to unova to help recover these pokemon

alto gets assigned to capture and calm an ursaring who took its release very badly and is now rampaging through the forest. while searching for it, he runs across n who was busy playing with pansage so deep in the forest he didn't get the evacuation memo. n asks what someone else is doing so far into the woods, alto explains their mission, n volunteers to help, alto thinks thats insane you cant do that and leaves. "i don't need help. i got this"

they don't got this

they end up taking a direct slash, and it would have been worse had n not worried about someone going that far into the forest alone with a dangerous pokemon and went in the same direction. n jumps in, calms the ursaring himself, and drags alto out to get medical help

alto usually takes a while to warm up to new people but on account of n literally saving their life he gets to skip most of the aloof alto phase. they end up great friends, alto admiring n a lot

alto, however, has a very strong sense of justice and never forgives criminals. in particular they hate team plasma because of what they've had to witness firsthand. n is ex-plasma, the ex-King no less. n soon learns about alto's views and knows that he should tell alto the truth soon. its harder then when he told hilda though, he's already such good friends with alto and this aill likely ruin it

he finally ends up telling them about a year after their first meeting. just as he thought, alto's distraught and leaves

over the next month though alto feels like shit over the whole thing. yes they're not sure if they can trust n after he kept that information from them for a year. but n was different to how any of the still malevolent team plasma members were like...?

they happen to get assigned to work with the driftveil safehouse to help them handle some pokemon

surprise asshole n's sisters live there and they've been told all about you

both of them are reluctant to work with alto not just because of what happened with n but because it shows they don't trust anyone at the safehouse. for the sake of professionalism alto promises to put all bias aside and carry out whatever tasks needed of them

working with the safehouse makes them realize that people can change. every ex-plasma member here is genuinely trying their best to atone. alto finally admits to themself that they really screwed up with n and asks anthea and concordia if they can tell n they want to apologize. they slowly patch things up with him from there

[carsthatnevermadeitetc]

Dodge Shelby Street Fighter Rampage Concept, 1982. Presented at the Chicago Auto Show, the Street Fighter concept was based on the Rampage 2.2 pickup but had unique styling including revised air dam, concealed headlamps, ground effect skirts and special paint 

[sandbees]

If you know the dream smp like what if- dream! Yuu

Like they aren't manipulative (maybe a little) but they are pro at survival,parkour,etc, so like imagine in beans day i just imagine azul's face when dream! Yuu won

They would probably teach sebek and silver,train with them and they also blackmailed crowley to do less dirty work for them 🤡

Dream! Yuu:i'll expose to the media about how you over work your dear prefect,you being a bad headmaster because nrc had 7 overblots,broke alot of school health codes because i live in a abandoned dorm and i have ALOT of evidence so you better fix my dorm and give less dirty work of yours or else 🙃 also give us more money

Yuu, as Cater records them: In this video, we fight an angry rampaging redhead *Dodges a rosebush* while trying not to die. Will we survive? Find out in BlotHunt. Also, only a small percentage of people are actually subscribed, so click that like button and subscribe. It’s free, and will definitely help out a ton. *Grim gets thrown past the screen* Enjoy the video!

You know that one Parkour scenario I wrote? Imagine Yuu doing that but 100x more trick shots. Literally jumps of the roof for fun before catching onto a swinging rope before they hit the floor. They have caused so, so many heart attacks.

Imagine that they’re super good at coding. Imagine them, Idia, and Othro coding different games and making mods. They become best of friends.

Wait. MANHUNTS. But also it’s called Blothunts. Basically the same concept with the person Overblotting the runner and everyone else is the Hunters. The overblot has no straight objective while the Hunter’s goals is to defeat the overblot and stop it from doing a lot of property damage. Watch Yuu as they do trick shots that have attacks barely miss them. Or they get badly injured but survive with an inch of their life (barely saving the Overblot too!)

Basically fun times :)

…

Ok, I lied. There is some angst. What if Dream! Yuu followed DreamSMP canon.

They’re not evil incarnate, but they went insane for trying to create a family that didn’t argue or cause devastating conflicts. And that family obsession fueled their actions throughout YuuSMP (Yup that’s what I’m calling it).

They went to prison, and that’s where Yuu figures out why they were wrong. And…redemption arc, I guess? They still understand they have to suffer the consequences. They stay in their cells catatonic, only ever responding to the warden and eating potatoes.

And then the YuuSMP’s Quackity came and it make things worse.

I’m not going into the nitty gritty details, just know that over the course of that month, Yuu dies.

That’s when they get transported too Twisted Wonderland. Which they promise to themselves to become a better person and not fall down that path ever again.

“A school for villains…yes, that’s fitting for me. But…”

“I never want to be a villain again. And by the looks of everything here - I’ll help others see that villainy isn’t their path!”

[aomineavenue]

betrayal

Pairings: Oikawa Tooru x Reader

Genre: angst (like honestly, tell me what else do I know to write for?)

Summary: finding the other cheated.

Word Count: 1k+

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mia speaks:

annnd, i’m back from my little break? I’m feeling a little better. I’m writing on my own pace though, I’m avoiding using my gadgets as much. But anywayyy, thank you so much for everyone’s love and patience. 

If it’s not too much, please leave a little COMMENT on this piece or at least REBLOG if you like it. Thank you so much! 

"Oh! I'm sorry!" You cry out, throwing your hands up in the air and letting out a dry laugh, "I didn't mean to throw that vase at you, it was an accident!" Your rampage began, anything you can get your hands on, a book, the tv remote, a magazine, a pillow, just anything, was thrown around the room and he dodged it the best that he could. 

Betrayal. 

It's a violation of a presumptive contract, trust, or confidence that produces moral and psychological conflict amongst individuals. It's considered one of the most painful, traumatising experiences any human may stumble upon throughout their existence. Discovering such an act from someone we trust, may often lead to various emotions that pull the reality rug from under us.

It comes in many forms. Such as abandonment, breaking promises and even the spread of vicious lies behind someone's back. 

In your case, however, it's when you come to face reality that the man you agreed to marry just a few months prior, was nowhere near faithful as he claimed to be. Or to put it simply, the bastard was having an affair. 

You had been too preoccupied with wedding plans, that you grew ignorant of the blunt signs visible to the naked eye. You were foolish. The two of you haven't even tied the knot yet and there he was, already breaking the sacred promise of a marriage. 

For a brief second, you had foolishly wanted nothing more than to look the other way. When he had stumbled home in such an ungodly hour, drunk off his ass, you had wanted nothing more than to reprimand his behaviour as he woke you up from your slumber. As you were about to, however, the whiff of an unfamiliar fruity aroma had attacked your senses the second you had stepped into his proximity. 

Of course, you weren't the type of woman to berate their significant other over such a trifling concept without hearing his side of the story, you knew such behaviour will be a downfall for any relationship. 

You brushed such an idea off, as much as the scent was bothering you, there was no use in questioning him in his intoxicated state. Well, that is, until you had stepped closer and that's when you saw it.

Bruises, no doubt growing darker as seconds passed by, littered decoratively on his skin, as if left intentionally on his neck for the world to see. For you to see.

That's when your own world falls apart. The walls that the both of you had built together to strengthen your relationship, crumbling apart, taking what you had presumed were strong foundations along with it. 

You actually find it hilarious how, just moments ago, he had been stumbling into the shared apartment the two of you had worked so hard for, drunk off his ass, a giggling mess, not being able to comprehend the words that left his mouth. Then all of that changed the moment your lips moved to spew accusations towards his direction, it was as if the alcohol had escaped out of his system almost immediately through the sweat he had produced, obviously from the fear of the consequences of his actions. 

He calls out your name desperately to capture your attention, you wanted to leave the apartment you called home right this second, the atmosphere suffocating you further. You try your best to blink away the tears, but you know it's impossible as your vision grows glossy. 

"Please," he cries out, his fingers wrapping around your wrist to pull you back, "Please just wait, let's—"

"Oikawa," you croak, he flinches from your tone and how you addressed him by his last name. He begs, he cries, telling you to call him Tooru, pleading with you with his desperate eyes. "Oikawa," you repeat, wincing from his tight grip as you turn to face him, his heart clenches to see your eyes filled with nothing but hate and tears, the love he had grown accustomed to seeing, nowhere to be found. "Oikawa, let go!" You shake your wrist out of his hold, refusing to give him the satisfaction of you staying, whatever for anyway? The idea of listening to his excuses only breaks your heart further, you didn't want to see him, not right now, maybe not ever. You certainly didn't want to hear how such bruises even came about to taint his skin. You didn't even want to look at them anymore, you didn't want to look at him. The sight of his disheveled state, the bruises on his neck taunting you, squeezing your heart and you're finding it even harder to breathe. 

His desperation shows as he follows you, or rather blocks you from your very evident goal, reaching the front door to escape this sham of a relationship. "Please, let me explain. It was an accident—"

The sight of the tears forming in his own eyes makes you laugh, despite your heart hurting, that it was being pulled apart and all you wanted to do was dissolve into tears, anger began taking over your emotions and to Oikawa, it was clear as the night sky despite the alcohol still swimming in his system, that his begging was futile. 

"An accident?" You bark, features contorting into anger as your fingernails bury into your palms, "Do you take me for someone who lacks brain cells? Letting a woman kiss you? That's an accident?"

He winces from the harshness of your tone as he watches you move in the small living room that once radiated so much love and warmth. He knows he fucked up, he knows his answers were no use. The very idea of cheating was taboo for you and what did he do? He fucked up. He knows whatever form of reasoning will never be enough, but he knows he wants to fix the damage he had done. "Please, just listen. It really was just an accident. Baby, you have to—"

"Don't call me that!" You snap at him, using what little energy you have left to push him away from you, his scent mixed with the aroma of alcohol and the fruity perfume were enough to suffocate you. "You don't get to call me that anymore."

His heart hurts upon hearing those words but he continues begging, dropping down to his knees in front of you but you couldn't even bring yourself to care. The mere sound of his voice reaching your ears were enough to fuel the enraged flames surrounding your heart. He tries to approach you, as cautiously as he could but you respond quickly to his actions, taking a step back. 

Silence. 

The cold air blows through the opened windows and enters the tiny room but despite its cool temperature, it wasn't enough to overpower the heat from the anger and tension radiating off from you. You avoided his pleading gaze, staring straight at the wall behind him as you seethe in anger. You feel your exhaustion dragging you down, your muscles hesitating on letting your guard down. The final straw was when he repeated his sorry excuse. It was an accident. 

Your fingers wrapped hastily around the nearest vase and threw it towards his direction. He was quick on his feet despite being tipsy, dodging to the side. The vase hits the wall behind him, smashing into smaller pieces and sliding down to the carpeted floor, the fresh flowers that he had given you a few days prior that occupied the vase, scattered along with the broken fragments. He turned to look at the broken vase and then back at you, despite the fear in his eyes, he was still begging. 

"Oh! I'm sorry!" You cry out, throwing your hands up in the air and letting out a dry laugh, "I didn't mean to throw that vase at you, it was an accident!" Your rampage began, anything you can get your hands on, a book, the tv remote, a magazine, a pillow, just anything, was thrown around the room and he dodged it the best that he could. 

He cries out your name, begging you to stop. "Please, I'm sorry. Please, just listen to me."

Your eyes caught the picture frame that rested on one of the shelves and a lump forms in the back of your throat. The picture was the very first picture of the both of you. The day that the two of you met. Without wasting another second, you grabbed it from its location and hurled it towards his direction. The frame misses him by an inch, smashing against the wall with a crack and his heart sinks further, he knows how much you loved that photo. He would often catch you in the early mornings with a cup of your favourite tea, staring at the photo with a smile on your face.

He ruined that. 

"I'm sorry, Oikawa." You drawl sarcastically, letting out another laugh, "I didn't mean to throw those things, especially our picture but hey! It was an accident, right?"

"I'm sorry," he murmurs softly in defeat, shifting his gaze down to his hands. 

You shake your head at him, “I don’t ever want to see you again.” 

And before he could comprehend what was happening, you had already fled the apartment with your car keys. 

[diyunho]

The Joker x Reader - “Trapped” Part 5

Almost one year ago, someone tried to kill The Joker in a speeding car and Y/N pushed him out of the way, getting hit instead. With a fractured skull and broken bones, she was out of business for 6 months; when she finally recovered, The Queen of Gotham wasn’t the same anymore. Trapped inside her own mind and exhibiting severe cognitive impairment, Y/N’s life switched upside down without any hope of ever returning to normal.

Part 1    Part 2    Part 3    Part 4

4 Months Pregnant

“I need customized stickers that say Baby On Board for my purple Lamborghini and the other cars I drive,” The Joker growls at his own idea whilst sharing it with the person fulfilling his wacko trades: Franco Rossi, the leader of best underground supply chain in Gotham.

“When would you like them ready Mister J? After Y/N gives birth?”

“Nope! Tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?...” Franco hesitantly inquiries about the sudden emergency since he can’t understand why The King of Gotham demands them so fast.

The Joker hates explaining yet certain people are obtuse thus they necessitate enlightenment.

“Y/N’s pregnant: when she gets in a car, the baby is also. Baby on board! Hello??” the father-to-be loses his temper.

Who can argue with The Joker’s logic? Nobody. It sort of makes sense anyway.

“Of course, Mister J. I’ll have them ready. If you drop by after 6pm, I’ll have your guns ready too.”

“Perfect!” the Joker hangs up among the ruckus coming from the office near the kitchen: sounds of shattered objects and yelling alert Richard aka Panda you’re at it again. He nonchalantly passes by in order to deliver the items to The Clown.  

“Your drinks Mister J,” he gives one cup with Starbucks caramel latte to his boss and the other is placed on the table. Why does your boyfriend require 2 identical containers? It won’t take long to solve the mystery.

“Are the lids glued?”

Strange question but there’s a purpose in it.

“Yes sir. How is she doing?”

“She’s hormonal: breaking things makes her feel better which reminds me we have to hoard porcelain objects for her to wreck. NO glass!”

“Sure, I’ll tell the crew,” Richard leaves the kitchen while texting Frost. “Hulk needs more to smash,” he types the code name they gave you in the last weeks although The King knows about it: J’s the one that came up with it.

“Hey Pumpkin,” you are greeted as soon as you pop up from the office. “How’d it go?” he scrolls down on his phone and takes a sip of hot liquid.

“Ugghh!” a frustrated Y/N swings the yellow teddy bear The Joker stole for her on their first date, hitting his hand in the process. The drink flies near the fridge and splatters on the floor with minimal damage: only a tiny puddle instead of a disaster, that’s why the lids are glued.

Safety measure for The Queen’s unpredictability.

J grabs his reserve cup of coffee, paying attention now hence he dodges your renewed attack and keeps his coffee intact.

That’s why his drinks have the lids glued, in case you catch him off guard the second time it will result in negligible destruction.

It happened before.

“I don’t think so Princess,” The Joker strong grip on the container calms you a bit because you won’t be able to win this round. “Are you hungry?”

“No,” you pout and sit in his lap.

“I bet the baby is,” the secret weapon is unleashed: J discovered such a gem by accident and it works like a charm. How can Y/N say “no” if the baby is involved? She can’t.

A plate filled with a bunch of your favorite breakfast food is placed in front of you and strangely enough you’re instantly hungry.

“Extra bacon,” he purrs. “Plus chocolate dip and honey mustard for your pickled cherries. I added peanut butter olives as a bonus.”

In your defense, you’ve been having weird cravings lately.

You place the toy on the chair nearby and start eating, ogling a Joker texting back and forth with his business partners. He chews the morsel you just offered and shivers: waffle dipped in clam juice is disgusting. Maybe he should look at the food you shove in his mouth.

“Gross,” J washes the terrible taste with coffee and gets a kiss for encouragement, yet he’s aware of the connotations. Another kiss confirms it.

Let’s put it this way: besides the hormonal episodes and food demands, The Queen has had a fresh type of craving recently - The Joker kind.

More than usually.

That’s why he has to clear it up.

“I’m flattered for being the center of attention; we gotta keep in mind that contrary to the popular belief, I don’t have unlimited stamina, Pumpkin.”

You nod in agreement and unbutton his pants, then unzip them also.

“Y/N, pay attention!” J insists since you don’t give a damn about his woes. “Think about it as a two way street: The Joker Street and I Want To Break Things Street. Are you with me so far?” he double checks.

Why is he yapping so much??! I guess you should make an effort to comprehend: he’s even doodling patterns on his phone to emphasize the speech.

“When you get hormonal, Princess, let’s try and walk on the I Want To Break Things Street instead of The Joker Street, hm? The Joker Street is sometimes closed for repairs until further announcement.”

OK, OK, this is a lecture. Something about a Joker Street, he seems upset he doesn’t have one…?... Right?...

If you were him, you would be pissed Gotham didn’t name a street in your honor when you’re so important for the town.

Another peck on his neck, then your lips go down his collar bone.

“You’re not paying attention, are you?” J mutters when it’s clear his shirt won’t remain on his body for too long.

“I am,” you defend yourself.

“Oh yeah? What did I say then?”

“Ummm…” you try to piece together words among estrogen taking over. “No Joker Street?...”

“Bingo, that’s it Princess! No Joker Street, correct! Choose the other street, yes?”

This time he kisses you, excited his idea was well received when in fact, both parties are referring to unrelated concepts.

“Wait,” J dodges your touch, “Richard is calling.”

Because he’s on the phone ignoring Y/N, she is ensuring a nice surprise for later; concentrating to the maximum to avoid misspelling, the following message is sent to Franco Rossi from her cell:

“Make a landmark sign that says Joker Street.”

The King’s conversation is prolonged more than anticipated until he discerns you’re not wiggling: you feel asleep, softly snoring on his shoulder and he definitely can’t afford to wake you up.

The doctors said your body is trying to cope with the pregnancy the best way it can: if you doze off at random hours it means you ran out of fuel and you should rest. After cheating death and surviving the accident, the future mother is at high risk of serious complications which is why each day could lead to unforeseen problems.

The Joker rises from the chair holding you in his arms and after a few steps he realizes it’s difficult to walk: thanks to his unbuttoned and unzipped pants, they keep sliding lower and lower. There’s no way he will make it upstairs so maybe the sofa in the living room is the best option. He almost trips thus he begins to drag his feet on the carpet, the pants at knee level now.

“I’m reduced to a piece of meat,” J grumbles, finally making it to the couch and placing Y/N on it so she can have her power nap.

*************

6:02pm

You accompanied The King to a meeting with Seraphim, the best hacker/strategist J uses: they’ve been plotting for a while concerning D.A. Kevin Winchester. The politician is becoming a huge pain in the butt for Gotham’s underworld and something must be done; either annihilation or blackmail, it truly doesn’t matter since he’s bad for business. Due to a total lack of interest in the subject, you are exploring the surroundings quite angry The Joker dragged you here.

Luckily there’s stuff to do.

Bam! you punch the fragile glass sculpture and it splinters into a million pieces on the lavish marble floor.

Seraphim jumps at the noise, immediately recognizing his beloved possession:

“That’s…,” he gulps, appalled. “That’s a Vitriol!”

Yup, the one and only Degas Vitriol, the latest sensation taking the art universe by storm.

“She’s hormonal,” J sneers. “She breaks shit!”

“That’s valued at 150,000 dollars!” the hacker breaths in much needed oxygen regarding the atrocity unfolding at his hideout.

“So??!!” your boyfriend sucks on his teeth, irritated. “Serves you right for buying that asshole’s artsy fartsy crap!”

The Joker actually has 4 Vitriol masterpieces at the mansion yet you were strictly forbidden to destroy them, alas he gave you the office for your rampages.

You continue your exploration as they talk about God knows what until you perceive an alarming detail: Seraphim is literally screaming having a gun pointed at J.

You sneak behind him then in a split second you strike the pistol out of his hand and your fist lands on his temple with such brutality it knocks him out unconscious.

“What the hell are you doing, Y/N???” The Clown hisses at your erratic behavior.

“Hm?”

“What are you doing??!!!” he repeats, annoyed.

“S-saving  you…,” you stutter, confused on why J is mad. “He was yelling and…mmm, had a gun,” you wince in pain because your knuckles hurt from the impact.

“The guy’s half deaf and sometimes he raises his voice without noticing, or did you forget??!! Now I have to wait until he comes to his senses and that’s a waste of my time, Y/N!!! Seraphim wasn’t threatening me, he was showing me his newest collectible!!! I suppose someone with half a brain can’t acknowledge the mess they’ve created!!!”

A lot of accusations thrown your way still… the last sentence brings tears in your eyes.

“I…” you bite your lower lip. “…I don’t have half of brain…”

“Wanna bet??” The Joker bites more instead of leveling with your logic: you though he was in danger and took action. If it was a real emergency, yes, you would have been the hero; it’s not and apparently he can’t appreciate your fast intervention in these circumstances.

“Y-you’re stupid…” you whisper, frustrated. “You don’t understand anything…”

Here it is -- the cataclysmic event of the century: someone called The Joker stupid. He’s beyond outraged with nothing better to utter besides a very childish:

“You’re stupid!”

Y/N turns around and stomps out of the house leaving a trail of destruction outside: she slaps the bottled water out of The Shark’s hand, kicks Panda’s shin and snatches Frost’s donut basically inhaling the sweet treat.

“I want to go h-home!!” you shout and enter the first vehicle you see, slamming the door so hard the window on the passenger side cracks.

“Jesus…” Jonny mumbles and being the sensible man that he is you are offered the whole box of pastries he purchased for his family. He can acquire more, but there’s no way in hell he wants to endure Y/N in the state she’s in.

Gotta keep Hulk calm somehow…

**************

3 Hours Afterwards

You sulk when The Joker strolls in the master bathroom frantically searching the cabinets.

“Did you see my shaver?” he asks.

“Hm?”

“Did you see my shaver?”

“I…I wouldn’t know. I only have half a brain,” the surprisingly eloquent phrase queues J his woman is holding a grudge for his earlier statement. Why wouldn’t she? He was a complete jerk.

At least you didn’t catch on to the obvious: The King of Gotham doesn’t own a shaver; hair just grows on his head.  

He glimpses at Y/N soaking in the bathtub with a kid’s book in her left hand and the right hand fingers sunk into a bowl filled with ice placed at the edge of the Jacuzzi. The Joker leans over and switches your book since it’s upside down.

You huff at the unwanted help and stare at the pictures expecting he’ll look for his shaver and disappear.

You’re not that fortunate today.

“Imagine my surprise when I drove the main alley and detected a sign that says The Joker Street,” he brings up the topic.

Franco Rossi was super-efficient …sadly you ordered the item before J ran his mouth at the hacker’s place, otherwise you wouldn’t care he wants a street with his name.

“You said no… no Joker Street,” you stammer. “Now you have one,” the bitter tone makes him roll his eyes: Y/N’s brain got what it could from his monologue, he should have known better than to make it complicated.

“Excellent…” The King starts rubbing your tummy, “… precisely what I was aiming for. I’m washing the baby, not you!” he underlines when you move farther from him.

You scrunch your face displeased but let him do it because it’s for the baby.

“I know what you’re doing,” Y/N gives him a cold gaze. “U-using the baby… I’m not stupid!”

Busted, The Joker thinks. The schemer in him won’t accept defeat though.

“I didn’t say you were.”

“Yes you did!”

“You said it first!!!” he reckons, antagonized. “Therefore two stupid people put together gotta make up for a smart one!!’

“I… I don’t wanna make out…” you frown at his suggestion.

The Joker sighs, deciding not to correct the trajectory of your judgement; it sure sounds like an opportunity.

“Why not?”

“I’m tired and…and I h-hate you,” your heavy eyelids close.

“Both viable reasons, even if I have to admit you striking Seraphim like that got me quite worked up. He’s no small fry! I had to wait for one hour for him to recover; you got a mean punch, woman! The more I reflect on it, the hornier I get. Which reminds me, Pumpkin: guess what?... … … I’m hormonal too.”

No answer, Pumpkin’s out.

“Of course nobody gives a damn if I’m hormonal!” he complaints while grabbing you from the bathtub. You cling to him for a few moments prior to drifting back into your dreams.

“Thanks for getting me all wet,” J snarls at the cruel reality of having his favorite Prada suit ruined.

“You…you’re welcome…” his Queen replies in her sleep, somehow her mind clutching to reality amidst pure relaxation.

This is what two hormonal individuals are reduced to: one’s dozing off, the other is suffering in silence, although being the proud owner of the tiniest road in Gotham compensates for the mishap.

It’s a two way street.

 Also read: Masterlist

You can also follow me on Ao3 and Wattpad under the same blog name: DiYunho. 

[retphienix]

I don't know why I'm so gun-ho tonight beating random games I've never heard of before but we're two for two today :P

And this one is ALSO sick!

Now to belittle the win just a touch- I did switch to 'easy' after a quick test run because I was enjoying myself but was also eating and wanted to relax on a potential god run.

This was undoubtedly a god run, at least for the difficulty lol.

So no I didn't rampage through a roguelike by the burning fire of my honed skill or anything- but I still had to try! I still nearly died a few times!

And it was fun! So THERE!

But yeah, Beacon, this game is pretty sick.

I'll admit fully, the rest of the game- even the other boss I fought- were a touch more visually interesting than this final one. I have a similar feeling about Risk of Rain 2's main boss tbh- so don't judge too harshly here.

I'm generally not a roguelike fan, not because the concepts don't gel with my interests, but because the loop often grates on me and makes me feel like I'm stuck never progressing (and roguelikes love copying Binding by having all loot bind-on-pickup and not tell you what loot does until AFTER you have it >:( )- but this one checks out :)

I won't dwell on the whys too much, but I will say I dig the bit of the story I caught and I really dig the mutation system for making subsequent runs interestin'.

The story from what I gleamed with minimal logs found is "Our main character Freja has crashed and died on an alien planet, but she had a clone bay which continuously clones her when she dies so each clone is pushing deeper into this land to find a way back to civilization"

I dig the concept of clones, I dig the main character from what I read, and I dig how it plays into the mutations.

Speaking of- the mutations are more or less the character customization + RNG for subsequent runs. As you fight you'll find DNA samples and when you finish a run or lose you see your genome in the clone machine and you can mix and match the DNA as you see fit.

The DNA at face value are strictly stat changes.

+5 speed -20 resistance

that kinda thing. But when you start the run each segment of the genome is checked and has a chance to mutate adding a much more interesting special effect like replacing your legs with tesla robo legs that make your dodge into an electric dash, or your arm mutating to end in a flamethrower instead of a hand.

It's a touch zany- and the descriptions are about a notch away from 'BRUTAL' which I enjoy :P

And if you get a mutation you like or dislike then on the next run you can increase or decrease the duration of that mutation persisting on that segment of your genome (or just remove the segment altogether).

It's neat. Game's fun.

If you want a cool roguelike to add to your collection then get this on top of Hades, Hades being my favorite of all time, but this being really cool, fun, and worth the money assuming you didn't get it in the bundle-

Speaking of- this is Beacon by monothetic- included in some itch.io bundles like the BLM one I believe from last year.

Definitely give it a shot I say :P

[thequietmanno1]

Thelreads, Vigilantes 3, Replies Part 1

1) We got koichi’s awakening, his origin point, now let’s see what else we’ll see, on Chapter 3: Nice guy reborn.

Oh this one promises a lot…”- Perhaps the better title would have been “Nice Guy: Rebranded”. Koichi could certainly benefit from some PR boosts the official heroes get in getting others to remember his name and correct title. Stuff like this makes me wants to see more of how All Might got his own Start in heroics, cause I bet when he was Running Around America training, Nobody thought his Hero name was ‘Am Right’ or similar.

2) “Is that fucking Monkey D. Luffy?

With a mustache?”- Be fair, look at Garp’s magnificent example, and tell me Luffy wouldn’t fit a dapper Handlebar. Heck Rodger pulled the look off very well, why can’t the future Pirate king also do it?

3) “And then reality comes around for a vibe check. Yeah, it seems he really wasn’t able to become a hero, as we know, but the way they are framing this makes it clear that it was because he couldn’t get into a hero school, since we know he has the guts to be a hero.”-Arguably, the main difference between Izuku and Koichi was that All might came in and used the ‘irrationality’ of the unbelievable power and concept behind OFA to show Izuku at Dreams can come true, and fantasy can become reality, even if you have to put a lot of effort in to reach it, whereas Koichi never had that happen to him for a long time, and the closest he got was Knuckleduster coming in and telling him to ignore reality and what everybody tells him and just do what his heart desires. 

The greatest Obstacle standing in the way of Koichi’s dream to be a hero was Koichi’s own hesitation and self-doubt, whereas Izuku also had the whole quirk handicap issue to deal with, so clearly to reach the heights Izuku wants to, he’d need a boost to start on his own path, whereas Koichi just needed more positive reinforcement. Of course, the secondary issue of Koichi running into trouble with the law that inevitably follows becoming an illegal hero is a different sort of Handicap that he and Knuckleduster need to deal with going forward.

4) “Oh, Koichi walking away from the light into darkness. The world said no to him being a hero by the law, so he’d become a hero outside of the law. That was a nice visual theme, I liked it.”- 

“The Opposition and Oppression to my dreams were like Clouds blotting out the sun. So, I decided to fight in the shade”- Koichi, Probably

5) “And here we have our team again. The positions they occupy in the page also fit their role, Koichi is up front, as the protagonist, in position to get into action. Behind him is Knuckleduster, as the mentor that guides and helps him, and even though hes bigger than Koichi, they are at the same level, showing that Koichi will sill grow to surpass him.

And above them is Pop☆Step, as the true leader of the group, the only one with a brain.”- It also visually conveys their plans of attack, with Pop up above as a spotter and surveyor of the streets, spotting trouble through her elevation and internet connections alerting her to disturbances around them, Koichi as the front-liner using his more nimble frame and higher speed to reach the scene before things get out of hand and distract the rampaging villain by shifting their attention to himself, where he can dodge and distract them long enough for the slower-but-sturdier Knuckleduster to catch up and take them down like the line-backer from hell appearing out of the darkness.

6) “FUCKING SCOTTSUKE SUMMESTAR AND JAMETARO HOWSTAR, I SWEAR TO GOD…”-Those are far better names than what I had for them, since I just called them ‘the greatest walking copyright violations since Hirohiko Araki literally weaponised all the Product Placement, ever, in part 6’. Seriously, good luck faithfully adapting that part, David Productions, you beautiful mad bastards, you’re going to need all the help you can get

7) “Wait, this doesn’t seems like its happening at night. Are they fighting against villains in the middle of day as well?”-well, yeah. The type of villain they’re specifically dealing with is called ‘instant’ villains, not ‘nocturnal’ villains or anything like that. They can appear anywhere, anytime, just by taking a single shot of trigger. In fact, random rampages and villain sightings are more likely to spontaneously occur throughout town during the day time than at night, where people can shoot up in the darkness away from others and not cause a commotion due to their sudden mutations or out-of-control quirks.  Sure, this means that the vigilantes get plenty of false alerts dealing with minor scuffles between hoodlums and others with minor disrespect towards the law and who willingly use their quirks to gain the advantage in back-alley fighting away from main streets where they’re more likely to be instantly apprehended, but that arguably aids the dealers more, since it’s harder to identify which fights occurring that day were kick-started through somebody taking trigger unless you’re looking hard enough. 

People like Koichi and Knuckleduster don’t have the luxury of resources and the ability to spend time analysing and tracking down which fights involved Trigger in the aftermath, especially since scuffles like these are apparently a daily occurrence in a superhuman society, and they need to keep one step ahead of the cops themselves least they be arrested for illegal hero work, so they go to be the first responders to every fight that occurs nearby, just in case one of them has a lead they can use to track down the next supplier. Nobody said that volunteer hero work would be easy.

8) “Also, Koichi, that seems a lot faster than a bike. I know that last time you also went up the wall pretty fast, but you’re full of adrenaline, so, what gives? Did you manage to train while we were focusing on the crimes against humanity back there?”-Unlike All Might, Knuckle knows better than to throw Koichi into risky situations without proper guidance on how to hold his own or avoid getting hurt, playing to his strengths whislt Koichi gets fighting experience and confidence in how to handle his quirk in combat, even if he’s not yet up to throwing Punches like his maser. 

What he can do, instead, is learn how to better work with what moves and tricks he can pull off already, alongside better gear to avoid getting hurt- which is harder for him than it is for Izuku, since he doesn’t have access to Recovery Girl, so his fighting style is mainly geared around avoiding getting hurt, or allowing others to hurt those around them, in contrast to Izuku, who completely forgets about his own well-being in similar situations. In that respect, Koichi’s already a more technical fighter than Izuku, using skill and speed to control the fighting to an extent, even if he still needs to rely on Old Man Knuckle for the finishing blow. It’s kinda like Airbending Vs Earthbending.

9) “That or they are just baffled by the kid flying towards them at high speeds.”-Literally so, since Koichi again forgot that he’s not mastered the art of landing when he performs his dramatic leaps in the heat of the moment.  Maybe he wanted to make a cool superhero landing to show off his new look, but forgot that he’s not at the level of quirk control to successful pull it off yet- needs to work on his knees more to soften the landing.

10) “Goddammit Koichi, I know its part of the Knuckleduster school of Vigilantism to aim towards the pile of trash, but at least wait a bit more for it; the idea is to use it as a last resort, you need to balance its use as a dramatic entrance as to not make it get boring”-Well, it was the trash or slamming in the steel shutter face-first, so from Koichi’s perspective it was an emergency. Until Knuckleduster installs airbags on his suit to cushion the collision he’s like a car without the brakes past a certain speed point, and without nature’s abundant bounty of trash littered about the streets, Koichi runs the risk of leaving a mark on every wall in the neighbourhood whilst he gets the hang of going over his ‘speed limit’

11) “Now Koichi jut fucks off from there without saying anything, and they’ll be too confused to get back to fighting. Another day, another job well done in the world of Vigilantes.”-

Koichi: I see this as an absolute win!

12) “Oooohhhh… Alright, I get it. I thought that Koichi was unable to go faster normally, unless he was pushed to the limit, but no, he can go faster, but its too dangerous for him. Not because the power takes a toll on him, but because Sir Isaac Newton is the deadliest son of a bitch in the universe, and sudden stops tend to hurt a little.”- Physics is a Bitch. On the other hand, Koichi now has another parallel to Izuku, bearing a scar on his right arm caused through recklessly using the power of his quirk beyond his ability to control it or withstand the consequences of his power being used unrestrained beyond his limits. The Difference is that Izuku’s ability to withstand pain and suffering for the sake of his dream instead taught him how to continue functioning even whilst experiencing massive amounts of debilitating pain, whereas Koichi’s survival instincts well and truly took the lesson to heart, making him afraid to experiment with his quirk even on his own time, leaving him technically stuck at the beginner level of using it and unaware of its full functionality

13) “Improvised gear, sure, but still pretty damn useful. Definitely not the sort of stuff Koichi would think about, or even be able to afford.”-Now Koichi gets his own version of the ‘Bunny Suit: Mrk 2’- albeit a low-level one without any handy gadgets built into it, but something that works well within his current utility and skillset- heck, I think Koichi actually likes how it looks much cooler on him as much as he likes the ability to shrug off punches and kicks now- at least assuming they’re not quirk powered at any rate.

14) “THAT’S THE REASON OF THAT ASK ABOUT KOICHI BEING A WALL CRAWLER

NOT BECAUSE OF THE SPIDER MAN THEME, BUT BECAUSE THAT WAS A JOKE WITH HIS HERO NAME”- Yep- in fact, I just realised that if he wears those shades on his head, combined with the face-mask he actually does greatly resemble spidey’s classic mask.  Plus, it also fits with the fact that his powers require him to crawl around lower than others, and fits with How Izuku turned the derogatory nickname of ‘Deku” into his hero name, since now Koichi’s turning the fact he used to be somebody looked down upon literally and metaphorically for his acts of off-brand heroism into a cool title to motivate him in his more pro-active vigilante activities.

15) “THEY RECOGNIZED HIM AS NICE-GUY, AND THEY LIKE THAT HE WENT AROUND DOING SMALL STUFF TO HELP THE COMMUNITY”-The problem about turning your image ‘darker and edgier’ at least at first, is that you’ll always have to deal with the fact that you’ve spent a lot of time and effort getting know around town for ‘kiddy heroics’ and not a lot of people are going to take you seriously at your word that you’re now a silent avenger of the night. Doesn’t help that Koichi’s completely lacking his master’s serious tone to back up his statements. Koichi’s gonna have to engaged in a lot more high-risk activities like tackling runaway trigger villains before people start taking him seriously- which as we see at the end, brings it’s own set of problems as well

16) “Oh my fucking god Koichi is being such a cheeky little shit that its making those two livid. Now they’ll put their differences aside and beat the shit out of HIM instead.”-Koichi’s apparently gotten used to being beaten up a lot back when he was still Nice Guy, given how he initially handled the Dumbass 3, so he’s over the moon about how he can now take the hits that would have laid him out before, even if he still can’t throw a punch to save his life.

17) ““HOW’S THAT ARMOR HELPING YOU RIGHT NOW YOU LITTLE SHIT?” -Scottsuke Summestar, probably.”-I wonder if that Visor is another piece of Support Equipment like Aoyama’s belt? Certainly seems a little more high-tech than what we saw in Izuku’s middle school classmates. Good thing for Koichi he can apparently control the intensity of the beam, since he goes from powerful enough to block Jamestaro’s Bokens, to weak enough to be a laser pointer, otherwise Koichi would be blind and beaten. Should have worn the cool Sunglasses instead of dangling them on his forehead.

18) “Those guys are beating the shit out of him, and the only thing that matters to him is that they are calling him by the wrong name, oh my fucking god Koichi, your priorities certainly are in the right place.”-

Koichi: I…OW! I still…OOF! Still see this as…ACK!... absolute w-win…

19) “Those two back there are so fucking confused, they were jut looking to trowing hands as friends normally do, then a fucking squad of weirdos jump in and things just spiral out of control.”-You’d think they’d be used to heroes or authority figures randomly appearing and breaking up the fights, but even for them, Koichi and the Vigilante crew are a brand of weird outside of what they’re normally expecting.

20) “Also, shut up Koichi, the deserve a ass beating after they hurt your pride. And your body. But mostly your pride.”-

Koichi: Ha! Joke’s on you master, I Have no pride for them to beat!

Knuckleduster:… Just for that, I’m going to make an exception for this and use my Goddamn Boots on these punks

21) “I love how Knuckleduster just froze in confusion the moment that Koichi suggested that he stopped punching random people to feel better. He can’t process that maybe there are better ways to spend his time, other hobbies that could be more constructive.’-Knuckledstr.EXE has crashed due to encountering Win.RAR error:nopnch. Please shut down the system and load reboot disk Violence.RAM

@thelreads

[seat-safety-switch]

Now that nobody is doing anything at all, it’s becoming much harder to create reality TV. Although Twitch has proven that there is a built-in audience for watching people playing videogames when stuck in their homes, that audience is considered to be a limited size compared to the millions of people who want to watch two very rich housewives call each other rude names and then drink wine. Naturally, the quality bar has to slide a little bit to keep a good volume of content flowing to the consumer.

As a content creator myself, I’m not unempathetic to their plight. That’s why, when the Netflix documentary guys started showing up on my lawn, begging for scraps of interpersonal conflict, I didn’t turn them away with a well-aimed shotgun blast to the solar plexus. I let them into my compound out of love, but also because I realized that there was no other way I could ever get my fifteen minutes of fame on TV. Nowadays, the average show had become so boring by comparison that I was practically the star of my favourite HBO drama, The Pope Who Fucks.

For the first couple days, I spent a long time giving them clips of my voice that could later be selectively edited to make me seem like an even more reckless psychopath. Any B-roll of me fixing the wiring loom on a Dodge Rampage could wait until the next week; if I didn’t hook these rubes now, they were going to just get distracted by a particularly photogenic hotel ice-maker and I’d never see them again. Yes, I admit that I was playing a sort of “character,” but philosophically I didn’t see a difference between lying on reality TV and lying in court. Actually, please forget you just read that last sentence if you’re planning on being on a jury against me any time soon.

Ultimately, the real breakout star of my program was not me, but a small dog that ran into the scene while I was working hard to explain the concept of a torque converter. It appears that one of my neighbours had left his gate open, and the little guy made a break for freedom that ultimately ended in pissing on the base of my engine hoist. I lifted him up and carried him down the block to his grateful owner, and that’s when I noticed the film crew hadn’t followed me back to my garage.

My only real regret is that my agent (my cousin) failed to negotiate a reasonable royalty for the resulting show. I could have lived off the residuals for Holy Shit, What A Cute Dog for the next 20 years of its airing and then syndication, as we all waited patiently inside our homes to be saved by those lazy vaccine researchers.

[superjennysunshine]

Day 3: Building a better Pokémon Game

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I had ideas for like a better Pokémon game so I’m gonna write them out instead of that horrific shit I wrote yesterday.

Crazy Starters: Starting out with one of your first actions in game, I think that the typing of starters should get crazier. Not that it should change from your starters being Fire, Water, and Grass types, but they should grow into crazier combos. Imagine choosing a fire starter and ending with a fire ghost, or choosing water and ending with water bug, or grass electric. Idk if any of those combos are good examples but I think crazier dual type starters would be cool.

Better Routes: I think that expanded area concepts would be cool. Most of the time the routes are just as complex as find your way from point A to point B and like that’s fine but I feel like there’s so much more that could be done. Imagine you come across route 14, a lush forest filled with the typical types of Pokémon. But there’s a level 60 Ursaring on a rampage through the forest. It’s up to you to make your way through the route silently, avoiding the massive Ursaring by hiding in tall grass and behind trees where you encounter wild Pokémon. What if the Ursaring Felled large trees or crushed stones along the way, creating paths across the route, maybe even you have to do something to insight the Ursaring to come near. Imagine route 23, a massive bridge extending across a large river. On the bridge Team Star as we’ll call them in this fake installment of Pokémon, has set up a base blocking trainers and everyday citizens from crossing the bridge unless they pay a heavy toll fee. Your trainer has to venture to the river below and fight past wild Pokémon to a ladder that leads all the to a back (or should I say bottom?) entrance and drive Team Star out from the inside of their own base. While your trainer is in the base they’ll discover Team Star’s plan was to harvest resources and Pokémon from the river below and make money to fund the nefarious operation from the tolls at the same time. I think creative routes layered throughout the journey would be super awesome. Side Quests: Sword and Shields Wild Area was great in concept but in my opinion poor in execution. Instead of a wild area, make them wild areas, large parts of the map that serve as occasional separation between routes. Put in small hamlets, buildings, ruins and caves to explore, but most importantly, side quests. Imagine you are in a town in this game, we’ll call it Oar Town for the sake of naming it, and when you’re in the town you meet an NPC with a ! over his head, so you speak to him and he says that his son is a Pokemon breeder who went out on a expedition to Trilo Cave, in Manwa Peninsula (the name of the Wild Area) So when you leave the town you travel around the Manwa Peninsula and you find Trilo Cave, you travel through the cave, breaking large boulders and fighting Wild Pokemon until you find a strong Exploud and are forced to defeat it. After you do you encounter the mans son who tells you the Exploud attacked him during the expedition, and caused a large rockfall all across the cave, trapping him inside, and that he’d been hiding from the creature with his pokemon ever since. I think things like this would not only serve to make the Pokemon Experience so much more meaningful in the end and utilize Wild Areas a lot better. Better Gyms: Gyms in Pokemon are boring. At least to me. I’ve come to realize it’s because gyms are almost entirely type based and so if you have a pokemon that’s the right type which often times you will, you’ll almost always sweep the gym every time. Gyms should not be focused on Types and instead focused on a form of Strategy. Maybe a Gym where you face different Opponents in double battles, their first pokemon will try to inflict Status’s on your pokemon and the second will attempt to capitalize on that status with attacks. You know just interesting strategies, after all Gyms in the series exist as a test of the trainers merit, but it never feels like their skill is tested when all it comes down to is fire kill grass you win. Gyms should also be longer and have maybe small story arcs of their own. Imagine a assertive and narcissistic gym leader who claims you will never beat him, so you make your way through the gym, solving the puzzles (btw Gyms should follow similar design as the route idea i had above) and battling the trainers and working your way around the strategy of the gy until finally you make it to the top. You fight the Gym leader and with every one of his pokemon you defeat he becomes angrier shouting at you in fury until you get his last pokemon below half health at which point he screams and stops the battle, commanding his pokemon to stop you at all costs. His final pokemon, lets say it’s a magnezone fires out a huge beam of electricity, not at your Pokemon, but at you. Your trainer dodges out of the way and the blast just happens to hit a conveniently exposed part of the wall. Which shuts off the power to the entire Gym. As the Magnezone keeps attacking you are forced to retreat to a broom closet at the very beginning of the gym. Now the Gym has changed. The Gym Leader sits in the lobby, blocking the front door of the gym, vowing to defeat a “lowly loathsome little Trainer Like you.” But through the crack in the doorway of the closet you notice a large vent directly above the door. So now you must sneak through the vents of the gym, making your way through closets and bathrooms, fighting trainers who eventually reveal themselves as Team Star members with the Gym Leader as their captain! You make it to the vent by the door and sneak up on the Gym Leader surprising him and initiating the final battle. When you defeat him this time, he is taken by the local authorities, and you are given the Gym badge as a symbol of a job well done. Doesn’t all that just sound fucking AWESOME!? cause it does to me.

Difficulty Modes: So obviously Pokemon is a franchised made for children, i get that, but, It’s also a franchise that has been around for YEARS with a huge adult demographic and one of the biggest complaints about current pokemon is it’s too easy and it is. So We introduce difficulty. From the very start of the game you can choose one of two difficulties; Normal, or Advanced. Normal is pokemon difficulty as it is today horrifically easy to every degree. But Advanced is more like the classics, Trainers are a bit higher level, type advantages matter a little bit less than they do on Normal, The potential for a trainers strategy to overwhelm you is alot higher, and Pokemon in gyms are changed up, giving Gyms a much more challenging feel than on normal.

anyway that’s all the ideas i have for now so Gamefreak if you’re hiring hit a bitch up lets make the Pokemon Code Red and Baja Blast dream a reality.

DAY 3 NEWS: Today’s been cool, played Xenoblade, still really fun. About to play FFXIV, know it’ll be fun. I’ve also made a plan to spice up my room a bit cause it’s kinda boring in here, it starts with buying some led lights to hang up near my ceiling! Exciting developments happening over here at Strato HQ.

[carsthatnevermadeitetc]

Dodge Rampage Concept, 2006. A pick-up concept which featured a range of people and cargo-carrying innovations, none of which have made it into production

[5hit-i-l00k-at]

2019 Dodge Rampage Release Date And Price

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2019 Dodge Rampage Release Date And Price

2019 Dodge Rampage Release Date And Price – The 2019 Dodge Rampage is tremendous improve vehicle for terrifying hard and jolting vacation scenarios. Its broad internal style makes it an immaculate loved one’s automobile.

2019 Dodge Rampage Exterior And Interior

The truck will receive a large inside development allowing it to suit a seating strategy as high as seven individuals with the satisfactory area for that thigh and main room. To improve the towing limit, you can go without much of a stretch out of ejection from the seats that are not anticipated for use. The back consoles enhance additionally the beautiful and luxurious interior outlining with this Avoid riot. The incredible internal elements upholster the cowhide substance around the guide tire, right in front seats, on the dash panel as well as on the fabric cover. You can without a good deal of stretch out wide open your backup items to take into consideration a full room of lodging. The numerous elements are USB plug-ins, route manage, Bluetooth community, navigation management and modern entertainment surroundings. The outer body from the 2019 Avoid Rampage will highlight a male and powerful figure. The body will seem puzzling however tremendous and obtain new dual-flare bumpers. The front side will highlight the unique hood deal with, new Guided handled headlamps as well as a fantastic prevent bbq grill and go across nightclub Grille. The get truck could be more steady and close to, due to the 22-” amalgam rims. Large tires make driving in the scenery rough and approximately less demanding. You are going to feel safe with the giant wheels moving over large rocks.

2019 Dodge Rampage Engine

Inside the generator, 2019 Dodge Rampage will be driven by a Hemi V8 5.7 liter diesel motor. This generator will likely be prepared to carry the 345 force. The electric motor is going to be linked to a 5-pace programmed transmission. This is by most consumers ‘ needs and a fantastic change from their ancestor. The generator will highlight the multi-displacement framework of Chrysler. Performance is founded on heading in the area of 15mpg and 18 for City models and freeway units separately. Although the strength details in the engine appealing have not even been discharged by those accountable, their torque is organized to become unbelievable. The automotive integrated the choice of the diesel engine with improved mileage possibly in light of the truth that they focus on the world industry to boost efficiency rates. Entrance tire push will likely be standard with this pickup truck while all-time drive will probably be discretionary. Clients should pick a decision in between the two versions. Leak data demonstrate that there will be one half-race style of 2019 Avoid Rampage. In any event, this is prone to the assertion in the automakers.

2019 Dodge Rampage Release Date And Price

This pickup truck needs to have been released in the market area of the time in the past. The explanation powering the postponement in the left is way better known to the producers. In any case, clients are calculating that they can at last always do this as from now on. It will likely be highly valued between $30,000 and $40,000.

[levaduraa]

2019 Dodge Rampage Release Date And Price

New Post has been published on https://usacarsupdate.com/2017/12/22/2019-dodge-rampage-release-date-and-price/

2019 Dodge Rampage Release Date And Price

2019 Dodge Rampage Release Date And Price – The 2019 Dodge Rampage is tremendous improve vehicle for terrifying hard and jolting vacation scenarios. Its broad internal style makes it an immaculate loved one’s automobile.

2019 Dodge Rampage Exterior And Interior

The truck will receive a large inside development allowing it to suit a seating strategy as high as seven individuals with the satisfactory area for that thigh and main room. To improve the towing limit, you can go without much of a stretch out of ejection from the seats that are not anticipated for use. The back consoles enhance additionally the beautiful and luxurious interior outlining with this Avoid riot. The incredible internal elements upholster the cowhide substance around the guide tire, right in front seats, on the dash panel as well as on the fabric cover. You can without a good deal of stretch out wide open your backup items to take into consideration a full room of lodging. The numerous elements are USB plug-ins, route manage, Bluetooth community, navigation management and modern entertainment surroundings. The outer body from the 2019 Avoid Rampage will highlight a male and powerful figure. The body will seem puzzling however tremendous and obtain new dual-flare bumpers. The front side will highlight the unique hood deal with, new Guided handled headlamps as well as a fantastic prevent bbq grill and go across nightclub Grille. The get truck could be more steady and close to, due to the 22-” amalgam rims. Large tires make driving in the scenery rough and approximately less demanding. You are going to feel safe with the giant wheels moving over large rocks.

2019 Dodge Rampage Engine

Inside the generator, 2019 Dodge Rampage will be driven by a Hemi V8 5.7 liter diesel motor. This generator will likely be prepared to carry the 345 force. The electric motor is going to be linked to a 5-pace programmed transmission. This is by most consumers ‘ needs and a fantastic change from their ancestor. The generator will highlight the multi-displacement framework of Chrysler. Performance is founded on heading in the area of 15mpg and 18 for City models and freeway units separately. Although the strength details in the engine appealing have not even been discharged by those accountable, their torque is organized to become unbelievable. The automotive integrated the choice of the diesel engine with improved mileage possibly in light of the truth that they focus on the world industry to boost efficiency rates. Entrance tire push will likely be standard with this pickup truck while all-time drive will probably be discretionary. Clients should pick a decision in between the two versions. Leak data demonstrate that there will be one half-race style of 2019 Avoid Rampage. In any event, this is prone to the assertion in the automakers.

2019 Dodge Rampage Release Date And Price

This pickup truck needs to have been released in the market area of the time in the past. The explanation powering the postponement in the left is way better known to the producers. In any case, clients are calculating that they can at last always do this as from now on. It will likely be highly valued between $30,000 and $40,000.

[mariokolaric]

2019 Dodge Rampage Release Date And Price

New Post has been published on https://usacarsupdate.com/2017/12/22/2019-dodge-rampage-release-date-and-price/

2019 Dodge Rampage Release Date And Price

2019 Dodge Rampage Release Date And Price – The 2019 Dodge Rampage is tremendous improve vehicle for terrifying hard and jolting vacation scenarios. Its broad internal style makes it an immaculate loved one’s automobile.

2019 Dodge Rampage Exterior And Interior

The truck will receive a large inside development allowing it to suit a seating strategy as high as seven individuals with the satisfactory area for that thigh and main room. To improve the towing limit, you can go without much of a stretch out of ejection from the seats that are not anticipated for use. The back consoles enhance additionally the beautiful and luxurious interior outlining with this Avoid riot. The incredible internal elements upholster the cowhide substance around the guide tire, right in front seats, on the dash panel as well as on the fabric cover. You can without a good deal of stretch out wide open your backup items to take into consideration a full room of lodging. The numerous elements are USB plug-ins, route manage, Bluetooth community, navigation management and modern entertainment surroundings. The outer body from the 2019 Avoid Rampage will highlight a male and powerful figure. The body will seem puzzling however tremendous and obtain new dual-flare bumpers. The front side will highlight the unique hood deal with, new Guided handled headlamps as well as a fantastic prevent bbq grill and go across nightclub Grille. The get truck could be more steady and close to, due to the 22-” amalgam rims. Large tires make driving in the scenery rough and approximately less demanding. You are going to feel safe with the giant wheels moving over large rocks.

2019 Dodge Rampage Engine

Inside the generator, 2019 Dodge Rampage will be driven by a Hemi V8 5.7 liter diesel motor. This generator will likely be prepared to carry the 345 force. The electric motor is going to be linked to a 5-pace programmed transmission. This is by most consumers ‘ needs and a fantastic change from their ancestor. The generator will highlight the multi-displacement framework of Chrysler. Performance is founded on heading in the area of 15mpg and 18 for City models and freeway units separately. Although the strength details in the engine appealing have not even been discharged by those accountable, their torque is organized to become unbelievable. The automotive integrated the choice of the diesel engine with improved mileage possibly in light of the truth that they focus on the world industry to boost efficiency rates. Entrance tire push will likely be standard with this pickup truck while all-time drive will probably be discretionary. Clients should pick a decision in between the two versions. Leak data demonstrate that there will be one half-race style of 2019 Avoid Rampage. In any event, this is prone to the assertion in the automakers.

2019 Dodge Rampage Release Date And Price

This pickup truck needs to have been released in the market area of the time in the past. The explanation powering the postponement in the left is way better known to the producers. In any case, clients are calculating that they can at last always do this as from now on. It will likely be highly valued between $30,000 and $40,000.

[levantine-chant]

2019 Dodge Rampage Release Date And Price

New Post has been published on https://usacarsupdate.com/2017/12/22/2019-dodge-rampage-release-date-and-price/

2019 Dodge Rampage Release Date And Price

2019 Dodge Rampage Release Date And Price – The 2019 Dodge Rampage is tremendous improve vehicle for terrifying hard and jolting vacation scenarios. Its broad internal style makes it an immaculate loved one’s automobile.

2019 Dodge Rampage Exterior And Interior

The truck will receive a large inside development allowing it to suit a seating strategy as high as seven individuals with the satisfactory area for that thigh and main room. To improve the towing limit, you can go without much of a stretch out of ejection from the seats that are not anticipated for use. The back consoles enhance additionally the beautiful and luxurious interior outlining with this Avoid riot. The incredible internal elements upholster the cowhide substance around the guide tire, right in front seats, on the dash panel as well as on the fabric cover. You can without a good deal of stretch out wide open your backup items to take into consideration a full room of lodging. The numerous elements are USB plug-ins, route manage, Bluetooth community, navigation management and modern entertainment surroundings. The outer body from the 2019 Avoid Rampage will highlight a male and powerful figure. The body will seem puzzling however tremendous and obtain new dual-flare bumpers. The front side will highlight the unique hood deal with, new Guided handled headlamps as well as a fantastic prevent bbq grill and go across nightclub Grille. The get truck could be more steady and close to, due to the 22-” amalgam rims. Large tires make driving in the scenery rough and approximately less demanding. You are going to feel safe with the giant wheels moving over large rocks.

2019 Dodge Rampage Engine

Inside the generator, 2019 Dodge Rampage will be driven by a Hemi V8 5.7 liter diesel motor. This generator will likely be prepared to carry the 345 force. The electric motor is going to be linked to a 5-pace programmed transmission. This is by most consumers ‘ needs and a fantastic change from their ancestor. The generator will highlight the multi-displacement framework of Chrysler. Performance is founded on heading in the area of 15mpg and 18 for City models and freeway units separately. Although the strength details in the engine appealing have not even been discharged by those accountable, their torque is organized to become unbelievable. The automotive integrated the choice of the diesel engine with improved mileage possibly in light of the truth that they focus on the world industry to boost efficiency rates. Entrance tire push will likely be standard with this pickup truck while all-time drive will probably be discretionary. Clients should pick a decision in between the two versions. Leak data demonstrate that there will be one half-race style of 2019 Avoid Rampage. In any event, this is prone to the assertion in the automakers.

2019 Dodge Rampage Release Date And Price

This pickup truck needs to have been released in the market area of the time in the past. The explanation powering the postponement in the left is way better known to the producers. In any case, clients are calculating that they can at last always do this as from now on. It will likely be highly valued between $30,000 and $40,000.

[candello]

2019 Dodge Rampage Release Date And Price

New Post has been published on https://usacarsupdate.com/2017/12/22/2019-dodge-rampage-release-date-and-price/

2019 Dodge Rampage Release Date And Price

2019 Dodge Rampage Release Date And Price – The 2019 Dodge Rampage is tremendous improve vehicle for terrifying hard and jolting vacation scenarios. Its broad internal style makes it an immaculate loved one’s automobile.

2019 Dodge Rampage Exterior And Interior

The truck will receive a large inside development allowing it to suit a seating strategy as high as seven individuals with the satisfactory area for that thigh and main room. To improve the towing limit, you can go without much of a stretch out of ejection from the seats that are not anticipated for use. The back consoles enhance additionally the beautiful and luxurious interior outlining with this Avoid riot. The incredible internal elements upholster the cowhide substance around the guide tire, right in front seats, on the dash panel as well as on the fabric cover. You can without a good deal of stretch out wide open your backup items to take into consideration a full room of lodging. The numerous elements are USB plug-ins, route manage, Bluetooth community, navigation management and modern entertainment surroundings. The outer body from the 2019 Avoid Rampage will highlight a male and powerful figure. The body will seem puzzling however tremendous and obtain new dual-flare bumpers. The front side will highlight the unique hood deal with, new Guided handled headlamps as well as a fantastic prevent bbq grill and go across nightclub Grille. The get truck could be more steady and close to, due to the 22-” amalgam rims. Large tires make driving in the scenery rough and approximately less demanding. You are going to feel safe with the giant wheels moving over large rocks.

2019 Dodge Rampage Engine

Inside the generator, 2019 Dodge Rampage will be driven by a Hemi V8 5.7 liter diesel motor. This generator will likely be prepared to carry the 345 force. The electric motor is going to be linked to a 5-pace programmed transmission. This is by most consumers ‘ needs and a fantastic change from their ancestor. The generator will highlight the multi-displacement framework of Chrysler. Performance is founded on heading in the area of 15mpg and 18 for City models and freeway units separately. Although the strength details in the engine appealing have not even been discharged by those accountable, their torque is organized to become unbelievable. The automotive integrated the choice of the diesel engine with improved mileage possibly in light of the truth that they focus on the world industry to boost efficiency rates. Entrance tire push will likely be standard with this pickup truck while all-time drive will probably be discretionary. Clients should pick a decision in between the two versions. Leak data demonstrate that there will be one half-race style of 2019 Avoid Rampage. In any event, this is prone to the assertion in the automakers.

2019 Dodge Rampage Release Date And Price

This pickup truck needs to have been released in the market area of the time in the past. The explanation powering the postponement in the left is way better known to the producers. In any case, clients are calculating that they can at last always do this as from now on. It will likely be highly valued between $30,000 and $40,000.