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[dragonoffantasyandreality]

During a serious World Government meeting...

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[uniwolfcorn]

⚡️THUNDERDOGS ARE GO!⚡️

John: Bozori

Gordon: Shiba Inu

Alan: Beagle

Virgil: Newfoundland

Scott: Greyhound

Jefferson: Norwegian Elkhound

Sally/Ruth: Bearded Collie

Lucy: Samoyed

💜🧡🤍💛💙🧡💛❤️💚💙💜💖🖤🤎🤍

Happy Thunderbirds Day

To Everyone!~

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Bonus! Here's John with a blanket. He keeps it on at all times XD

[voidparadoxical]

Hihiii

My name's Xoey and I'm a huge Kamen Rider fan! Just looking for more people to talk about Kamen Rider to, especially Ex-Aid. Ex-Aid is my favorite one, but probably because I work in the medical field and love video games, haha! That or I just really, really adore Parado, bless his little bugster heart.

Also I'm not good at introductory posts so if anyone read this, thanks! I don't use Tumblr much so sorry if I don't do things properly or respond much.

Umm outside of that, I'm also an artist though recently I haven't had much drive (I have recently drawn fanart for Ex-Aid and Zero One, though). I work in a hospital laboratory as a Medical Laboratory Scientist. I also write a lot of fanfics, you'll find me on AO3 as EtrnlVoid (be warned!! I write whumps mostly, sorrynotsorry, but I do take requests!)

I'm currently 26 years old and I love writing and I'm still new to the Toku Fandom even though I've seen all of Reiwa and Heisei Era KR at this point and every Super Sentai after Gokaiger. My problem is I've never actually interacted with other fans outside of my friends who got me into it early last year, but a lot of them suggested I come to Tumblr since I asked them about role-playing and servers and fanfics LOL. So here I be!

I think I covered all my bases?

Anyway! Here's my collection thus far of my Ex-Aid stuff (Its better organized now, these pics were from a few weeks ago), excluding some other things (Like the Game Scope I have) ! I do have some things from Geats and Decade. I've also got some things from other Tokusatsu, such as some Super Sentai things from LupPat and Gokaigers. Oh! I also do cosplay, so I'll be cosplaying Emu Hojo at a few cons soon, with my friend who's going as Decade (I'd post my Emu cosplay but right now it's at the tailor getting adjusted; the CR doctor's coat and the shirts).

Cheers!

[dragonoffantasyandreality]

@llamawrites @etrnlvoid

Izu: My programming prevents me from harming a human. However…

Izu: *slaps Gai so hard he goes flying*

Izu: My programming never stated anything about slapping a bitch.

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Protecting his little "brother".

Going back to inking as warm up before Karate >:3

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This was supposed to be posted on Captain Scarlet Day. But due to real life stuff (and this is Colonel White XD), I decided to post his portrait for his birthday! ^^

(This is based on a portrait of his VA, Donald Gray)

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[dragonoffantasyandreality]

Another teaser! ^^

What is Captain Scarlet looking at? :3

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Thanks for the tag @squiddokiddo! And beautiful picrew! ☺️👍✨

Tagging: @river-sam @bassic-ally @avengedbiologist @katblu42 @llamawrites @etrnlvoid @teapotteringabout

Imagine starting a picrew chain couldnt be me

Heres the link

Alr here are my tags lets go

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@misshavoc

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@mizuthe-cat

@synthshenanigans

@finleyforevermore

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And anyone else who wants to join :)

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Who says I'm going to leave Brains and Parker safe this summer ;)

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Hey guys. I'm alive and well! >:3

And with a little illustrated teaser from my Captain Scarlet crossover fic :3

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[dragonoffantasyandreality]

*Chaotic music plays in the background*

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Oh dear, sounds like trouble for our two space bros! 0_0

And thanks for the tag, @alexthefly! ^^

This time, he really felt the Colonel raising an eyebrow. And for the moment, he thought he was going to be put into a mental evaluation once he gets his buttocks dragged back to Cloudbase.

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Saw this and wanted to take part so I made a new post. No obligation to take part, I just thought the fandom could do with a new tag game going around!

Rules: if you're tagged, share one or two sentences (or lines for artists) from your unposted WIP with zero context.

☆☆☆☆☆

“We don’t need to do anything. It’s you who needs to get over yourself and realise not everyone is out to get you.” Alan pointed at him accusingly, and Gordon was taken aback.

☆☆☆☆☆

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"Wars are transient, but music is eternal." - Maestro

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[dragonoffantasyandreality]

Captain Scarlet and the Singing Squadron - Chapter 1: Incoming!

(Prologue, ...)

The adventure begins... ;3

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-0-0-0-

Colonel White was staring at the map on the giant screen, taking every detail of every location and memorizing the new target point of the Mysterons.

The Vitaly Power Plant sat at the south of a well-known lake in Eastern Europe, making it the most vital energy distributor both in its local and neighboring continents.

He feared its destruction would bring devastating results. And he would rather not have the already desperate Bereznik taking advantage of the carnage either.

“Now, I made it entirely clear that this Power Plant must be protected at all costs,” he began, his rotating desk turned to address his officers, “It is imperative that no threat comes near it, Mysteron or otherwise.”

“Anything come about the ‘dark shadows’, Colonel?” Captain Blue asked.

“Not that we know of, yet” the white-haired commander frowned.

“Colonel White,” Lieutenant Green, the dark-skinned officer who was sitting at the controls, called, “There are rumors about strange noises in a forest nearby. Should we send somebody to check it out?”

The Colonel took a short moment to process the new information. His head shot up and focused on the task at hand.

“Captain Scarlet, Captain Blue?” he called up.

“Yes sir?” the two Captains stood up.

“I’ll wait for your report on this mystery at noon,” White then addressed the other pair, “And Captain Ochre, Captain Magenta, you guard the Vitaly Power Plant. The Angel Squadron will watch over the sky for any areal threat. Understood?”

“S.I.G!”

“Good. Dismissed!”

-0-0-0-

The green ground was barely visible through the thick white clouds. Making the dread felt dire, as the threat of the Mysterons still rang in everyone’s minds.

The Angels escorting the Spectrum Passenger Jet gave a much sense of security. However, knowing the cunning of the alien race, everyone was on high alert of the potential surprise that they were known for.

Magenta and Ochre, who were sitting at the back of the transport plane, look out at the windows with serious, wide eyes. Taking every clump of cloud with suspicion as they pass by.

“’Dark shadows’, they say…” Ochre squinted, “What do you think how big or small those ‘shadows’ would be?”

“My bets on big,” Captain Blue replied, changing glances between the hologram of the map and of the ground below.

Captain Scarlet was at the pilot seat, with Blue as his navigator to find the Vitaly Power Plant. Eyes on the bright blue sky. He slightly smiled when at the Angel Interceptor flying next to him, piloted by Rhapsody Angel.

Part of his mind drifted into some self reflection. The nightmare from this early morning haunted him like the threat of the dark shadows.

He was alone, empty of a soul. A walking zombie that follows only commands. A ghost with no purpose.

Captain Scarlet shivered slightly. And for a moment he questioned if he was alive… or even human…?

He sighed quietly. At least, he got Adam, his sweet Dianne and the others to ease him up from his dark thoughts.

His reverie was abruptly cut off by the terrible sound of the alarm! The console yelling at him.

MISSILE INCOMING!

“Missile!” Captain Scarlet gritted his teeth as he took a sudden bank turn to starboard!

A large missile missed him by a few meters! Exploding somewhere in the sky.

“Holy Saint Mary!” Captain Magenta gripped his seat as he shoved his nose to the glass window in attempt to locate perpetrator.

“Scarlet!” Captain Blue pointed towards the sky, “Look out!”

They all saw a dark shadow, resembling that of a military Fighter Jet. Most likely one of the new modern models.

“Angels! Engage!” ordered Captain Scarlet.

The Spectrum Fighters began flying after the boogie. However, problems began to immerge; the thing was darned to fast! And it had nearly caught the Angels off guard with its unexpected missile strikes.

Luckily, the pilots managed to evade almost all of them. But how long will they last?

Everyone relied on the Angels’ great skill of aviation and dogfighting to deal with such enemies.

But this one seemed cunning and dangerous.

Seeing the grave danger of what everyone was in, Captain Scarlet quickly thought of a plan to save them all.

“Captain Blue, Magenta, Ochre?” he called.

“Yeah?” his three colleagues responded in unison.

“I’m going to eject all of you. Near the Power Plant. I’ll distract it while you land!”

“Paul!” Blue frowned with worry.

“Believe me!” Captain Scarlet gritted his teeth.

He lowered the aircraft. Low enough away from the danger zone, yet high enough for the parachute to deploy safely, close to their designated mission target.

And with that, Scarlet bid good luck to his friends, and pulled the eject lever.

Captain Blue, Captain Magenta, and Captain Ochre were flown out of the SJP. Their seats deployed the parachutes as they fell. Slowly lowering them into the trees below.

Captain Scarlet, with confidence they would land safely, he pulled up to save the Angels.

He managed to fly right close to the Mysteronized Fighter Jet, close enough to get its attention.

The enemy then began chasing after him, shooting automatic shots at his tail.

“Destiny, Rhapsody, Harmony,” he yelled at the comms, “Evade immediately. Evade-!”

At that moment, a missile hit the back of his aircraft, blowing the engine into a blazing inferno. While cockpit and the rest of the fuselage were intact, Captain Scarlet however, got knocked out by the explosion.

<<Paul!>> was a worried cry from one of the Angels.

The now smoking SJP was falling in a nosedive. With the Mysteronized Fighter Jet following it close behind to finish the job.

Scarlet slowly wakes. Seeing the ground through blurry vision. Strong wind was hitting his injured face, making it hard to breath. He reached for the controls.

But his mind was slowly losing grip with reality. And he was about to pass out again…

Suddenly, another shadow flew pass him. The sound of loud whirring shook Scarlet out of his drifting mind!

His nerves immediately took control of the wheel, pulling up the damaged plane. Meanwhile, he looked over window with wide eyes.

The Mysteronized Fighter Jet was chasing a figure in the clouds. Smaller in size. Its colors barely seen; other than the moment a turquoise belly was revealed. And it possessed terrifying maneuvers! Something that Captain Scarlet haven’t seen before.

What it lacked in speed, makes up in incredible agility… and wit.

One moment, the Mysteron Fighter was flying. Then, at the barely audible sound of automatic shots, the Fighter was up in flames!”

The show mesmerised Captain Scarlet. Making him almost forget at the rising smoke coming into the cabin. He pulled up once more, the transport plane just lifting enough to secure an emergency landing.

Down and down, he went! Falling from the heavens and into the green ground below. In his thoughts, he hoped that his colleagues landed safely before he finally crashed.

His conscience drifted on and off from reality. His vision almost blurry, seeing the green grass from the shattered window. Only the breeze of the gentle wind accompanied his hearing.

Then, the same whirring he had heard from the sky moments ago, began adding to chorus of nature. Approaching. Slowly.

Scarlet saw a shadow of a rounded wing cover a part of the greenery, coming to a stop as the whirring slowed down. His mind went blank, then.

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Captain Scarlet and the Singing Squadron - Chapter 3: "Singing" Squadron

(Prologue, Chapter 1, Chapter 2 -p1, Chapter -p2, ...)

I'm back! >:3 And with my new free time, I finished up this chapter's illustration :3

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-0-0-0-

“Captain Blue, you certain you saw Captain Black within the area?” Colonel White called from the comms.

“Yes sir,” Blue replied, “We have questioned the staff if they have seen this man or known about the whereabouts of Captain Scarlet. So far, none of them knew.”

Adam sensed Colonel White’s worry by the sound of a barely audible sigh. He sympathised with his commanding officer, to be honest.

After a hard search on the wreckage of the SPJ, he and the other Spectrum officers went to the Vitaly Power Plant. The staff were kind enough with their help with the medical aid and search.

“Is there anything we can do, sir?” he managed to ask, before any second thoughts would panic his brain.

Silence followed. The Colonel was thinking. Then, an order.

“Do what you can to find Captain Scarlet. And make it fast! Remember; the Mysterons will attack the Power Plant around 12 pm.”

“S.I.G!” the mic flipped back into its original position, and Captain Blue turned to his colleagues, “What time is it, Magenta?”

The Irishman took a quick check on his watch.

“Its 7 am right now. Only four hours left,” he replied.

Magenta had just checked in with Destiny, in which she, Rhapsody and Harmony confirmed they haven’t found Scarelt’s trace as of now.

The Irishman had a good knack for leadership, which helped the Angels navigating through the field in the search. He had crossed points of interest on the map, telling them where to go next until there won’t be any place to find their stranded friend.

Ochre, putting his detective skills from his old job into action, shuffled through the pictures of the crashed SPJ.

He drew pictures on how their poor colleague might had been dragged out of the aircraft. Simulating another person breaking the broken glass shield and pulled him out of the burning cabin.

The most baffling part of this mystery was the three skid marks that were found near the SPJ. He could identify as some sort of plane, judging by how the tracks on the grass seemed to fade out some few kilometres away from the crash site.

Upon closer examination, it seemed to be two thin big ones at the front and a very small one at the back. Forming a big backwards triangle if the vehicle was stationary.

One would laugh at this assumption, but he would immediately pull-out evidence in a form of a picture of the exact moment from what wheels lifted off when the plane rose from the ground; two fronts’ wheels first, then the back wheel last.

Ochre could think of many planes, but when he thinks of those with that kind of placement of landing wheels, something doesn’t make sense.

“There’s no way it could be one of those planes, was it? They were long decommissioned and retired,” he shook his head in doubt. He then turned to his field partner, “Magenta? Did you ask the Angles if they saw an object that looks like a small plane?”

“They reported they saw a shadow in the clouds an hour ago, the one that took down the boogie,” the Irishman replied, “And… that’s all we know so far; the object just disappeared before they could identify it.”

Ochre frowned back at the pictures, scratching the back of his head with the back of a pen.

Just then, the Security Chief had arrived at the office the officers were staying at.

“Well, found anything, sir?” Ochre asked.

“Net, ser,” the Security Chief shook his head, speaking with some accent.

Despite their air full of professionalism, the look on the captains’ faces painted a dreadful picture.

“What was he supposed to do during this mission of protecting our power plant?” the man asked with curiosity.

“Captain Scarlet and I were supposed to check on the mysterious noises that had been reported near the plant. We assumed they were connected to the Mysteron threat,” Blue explained.

“Nou, we had rumours going around the area long before that. K state, last night, some of us heard noises that sounded like plane propellers. You know those ones that we used to have?”

“From where?!” Ochre propped up from his chair, eyes wide.

“From that forest, not too far from here!” the Security Chief waved a hand towards the direction of a big glass window, “and that forest got a lot of history behind it!”

The captains all stared through the window. The nature seemed calm and quiet. Only a simple breeze was blowing through their branches…

“Hey, don’t ya have a feeling of ‘something’s there’?” Magenta side-eyed his colleagues.

They shared long glances.

And they all wordlessly shared a similar thought; they thought they saw movement within the trees…

“Something’s bothering you?” the slightly confused Security Chief asked.

Captain Blue turned around and addressed to the man in front of him.

“Sir, can you explain about those rumors you’ve mentioned earlier?”

-0-0-0-

His back leaned against a birch tree, sitting on the soft grass, Captain Scarlet grew used to his odd new company.

The pilots sat in a half circle in front of him, asking basic questions from his equipment to the purpose of the Spectrum Organization. With a dash of jokes, puns, and friendly trolling.

“You’re from England, right?” asked the young man with the bright smile, who went by the name of Victor Shchedronov. Or ‘Smuglyanka’, as everyone fondly called him.

“Yes, I am!”

“Shakespeare, you know?” quipped Alexandrov ‘Grasshopper’- the young pilot with a small dog. He had some slight cockiness in his attitude, but he was mature and respectful. Scarlet thought he got some of those latter manners - and the cheekiness - from his squadron commander.

“Yes, I do know. Learned it a lot during English class.”

Maestro’s wingman and best friend, the old veteran Sergey Skvortzov, gave Grasshopper a gentle clap on the shoulder.

“That’s enough, kid. I think you had annoyed everyone with your Shakespearian citations at this point,” he huffed in amusement.

The young pilot politely pouted.

“I’m sure Shakespeare would love our ‘Romeo’,” he bowed towards a sweet couple modestly sitting next to one of the century-old fighter planes.

Sagdullayev, the young mustached Uzbek pilot, earned his callsign of ‘Romeo’ for his poignant love for Masha.

Captain Scarlet stared at this young lady, almost a girl, shocked by the thought that the uniform and badges that she wears were totally wrong for her. He would really like to see her in a beautiful summer dress and little shoes instead of heavy military boots.

Masha reminded him of the Spectrum Angels. Only she was a real angel.

Although he didn’t know their love story, Scarlet could feel that it was much more tragic than the one written by the great Shakespeare.

He moved his glance at the beautiful woman who was introduced to him as Zoya. She was also watching Masha and Romeo, and her face was illuminated with a warm, almost motherly smile. She looked like Madonna.

She felt his stare, looked back at him, and quietly said,

“To bad they never had children. Masha would’ve been a perfect mother. She’s so kind.”

All Captain Scarlet could say was,

“I’m sorry…”

He lowered his head, swallowed a big lump in his throat before lifting his eyes back at her, asking quietly,

“Do you have kids?”

“Had a son. He died in the shelling,” she whispered.

He listened to his heart dropping like a heavy stone in the lake, as he thought how complicated humans are.

On one hand, there’s people who kill others who they consider ‘not human’, because of a stupid delusion of extreme superiority. In this case, he could almost understand where the Mysterons were coming from.

On the other hand, there are powerful people full of love and compassion. So much so that they could withstand the cruelty and harshness of life and war. Its no wonder, they lived on as an eternal memory.

“Do you have children?” Zoya’s question snapped him from his deep thoughts.

“Not yet, but I do have a lover,” he smiled fondly, a cute faint blush formed on his cheeks, “her name is Rhapsody Angel. A fiery lady, but still a kind and lovely woman I ever met, I’m glad to say.”

“You’re a lucky man,” Zoya smiled proudly, “Despite the horrors of war, there are still people who fall in love. And that is our hope.”

Captain Scarlet slowly turned his eyes towards Maestro, who was watching him with an all knowing, father-like look.

“Do you have kids, Maestro?” he asked.

“I had a daughter and son. And then I had four grandchildren. And then eight great grandchildren!” the squadron commander suddenly let out a soft relieved laugh, “I was lucky that they were alive and well. And keeping the tradition of singing ‘Smuglyanka’ on every 9th of May and on my birthday.”

Scarlet smiled; hope reignited in his heart. He merely nodded in response.

“So… have you thought about marrying your wonderous Rhapsody?”

“Well…” the Spectrum officer could already sense everyone around him slowly beaming at him. He grinned modestly, “We are engaged! However, nobody on Cloudbase knew except for Captain Blue and Symphony Angel. I don’t think even Colonel White knew.”

“Horosho! And don’t worry, your secret is buried with us!” Maestro winked.

“Make sure you bring her flowers!” Vorobyev beamed, the mustached pilot who was sitting in-between the squadron commander, and the timid young pilot, Ivan, who was toasting the Spectrum Captain with a cheese stuffed dumpling.

Captain Scarlet let out a heartfelt chuckle when his Spectrum cap appeared in front of him.

“Here’s your cap,” said softly old Makarych, Maestro’s plane mechanic and good friend, “It was a little broken; the inner wiring got damaged.”

“Thank you very much, Makarych” Scarlet took his hat gratefully and casually placed it on his head.

Suddenly, his epaulets light up in white light, taking the whole squadron’s attention. And a worried commanding voice yelled from the comms.

“Captain Scarlet? Can you hear me?! Captain Scarlet!?”

He was suddenly surrounded by the pilots and regiment staff, who leaned in with curiosity as the mic flipped from the visor to his mouth.

“Colonel White?” Scarlet answered.

“Oh, thank goodness!” was a whispered relief, “Where are you?! Captain Blue had reported that you went missing! And Lieutenant Green had been trying to re-establish contact!”

The Spectrum officer gave Maestro a glance, in which the latter smiled at him.

“I’m perfectly fine, sir! I’m at the edge of the birch forest, East-South from the Vitaly Power Plant,” he managed to report.

He was thankful that his new friends kept a respectful silence. They were all just listened. Any of the younger hawks who decided to make a rustle was immediately shushed by the older veterans.

“Yes. Green had just now had tracked down your location. Now, what on Earth are you doing there?”

After a small moment of silence, Captain Scarlet simply replied.

“I was… investigating the strange sounds, as you’ve ordered.”

“For Pete’s Sake, Scarlet!” was the slight annoyance from his commanding officer, prompting amused – and sympathetic - smiles from the regiment, “Blue, along with Ochre, Magenta, Destiny, Harmony, and Rhapsody had reported that you had been apparently being dragged out from the crashed SPJ and disappeared two hours ago! Furthermore, he also reported that Captain Black has been spotted in the area!”

Scarlet’s heart dropped for a moment. Feeling the same awful dread that he felt whenever the former Spectrum officer was mentioned. He took noticed of Sergey raising an eyebrow at him, in which he pursed his lips and gave him a serious expression.

“I’ll explain later…” he mouthed.

“What was that?” Colonel White seemed to have heard his scuffle.

“Nothing sir!” Scarlet quickly rebutted.

However, he knew his commanding officer was not the kind of man to be fooled very easily. So much so he had already felt White was beginning to raise suspicions about his whereabouts… and his well being.

Captain Scarlet threw another glance at Maestro, this time with apparent worry. The squadron commander simply gestured him not to say anything.

“Are you sure you’re alright?” Colonel White’s tone grew impatient and worried.

“Yes sir! I am fine! And I’m alone.” the Spectrum officer responded calmly.

This time, he really felt the Colonel raising an eyebrow. And for the moment, he thought he was going to be put into a mental evaluation once he gets his buttocks dragged back to Cloudbase.

“I’ll call you back later. Just stay where you are,” was a stern order, before cutting off.

After a long silence, Captain Scarlet slowly smiled at the already grinning pilots with an air of innocence.

“I bet he thinks I got brain damage.”

And everyone burst out of laughter.

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So since everyone's April Fools are starting off well, the Military Bros' are far from well XD

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