#even at the detritment of himself

[wordswhisperinthedark]

Dr Stone Drabble (March 6 2022)

z = 232 spoilers; angsty(?) word vomit; coherency? not here; fic thread

(I don't trust Twitter to keep this and I had fun vomiting this out so I'm putting it here! OG link)

The time machine is finally completed. Ever one for efficiency, Senkuu tries to warp immediately. It takes many trials, but eventually they jump back 3000 years after the petrification, 2000, 1000, 500, 100, 50, 10, 5, 1—

Finally, they reach the point before petrification. They stop the green light. They save the world. Senkuu sees the face he's longed to see for years. But then they jump back and faces he's expecting to see are no longer there.

It's fine, he thinks. Just a miscalculation. With just a few tweaks and hard work his science will get him through.

So he tries again.

And again.

And again.

Always trying, always failing.

Sometimes he saves a few, other times he loses a few.

But they never look at him the same way. Never with that light of recognition in their eyes about all the adventures and hardships they'd gone through together.

Years pass. He ages. Lines carve his skin, and hands waver.

But still he tries.

Because that's what science is, right?

But the years go on and still he can't get it right. Then, Byakuya places a hand on his son, who's gotten even older than he, and holds him in his arms, until Senkuu breaks.

And he looks at him.

The boy with a thousand skies in his mind, always looking up. Always trying to create a solution that saves everyone.

But the skies are threatening to break, and Byakuya would never want to see that.

So, he tells him to move on.

Senkuu, of course protests — he's tried so hard, he's almost at the cusp of a eureka moment he can feel it.

But Byakuya says that science was never about changing the past. It was about moving forward. With each gruelling step, humanity creates and learns and lives.

And Senkuu hasn't lived in years.

And then the skies open and rain showers down, gentle and accepting.

Senkuu leaves the past he adores so much, and jumps forward.

And there they are.

And there he is.

Weary and old.

And happy.

[collymore]

Utterly disgusting and quite thoroughly, revoltingly sick!

By Stanley Collymore

Purposely mixing your supposedly known biological father's sperm with your own, to ensure that your partner gets pregnant, posing an obvious possibility, that you basically either knew, or effectively suspected that at best, you possibly have a low sperm count, or are crucially, literally azoospermiac is very reprehensible. And any genuinely, moral individual will fully recognize that as the case.

Seemingly, however, Britain is now so thoroughly morally and simply discernibly debased, that clearly even High Court judges are essentially a crucial element undoubtedly of this sick debauchery! For obviously what else can one call it when evidently a senior UK judge, literally sickeningly in his ruling naturally condones this undoubtedly, nakedly unequivocally debased concept - having asininely ruled in this bloke's favour that him having naturally, registered himself crucially but quite dubiously as the biological father of this undeniably very unfortunate child, he basically distinctly then doesn't have to take a DNA test to ascertain and legally unquestionably ascertain that he's specifically, the putative biological father, of this distinctive child, and simply, not its bastard half brother.

(C) Stanley V. Collymore 15 February 2024.

Author's Remarks: Conduct and universal general behaviour quite characteristic of and wholly epitomizing the utmost decadence of broken Britain and quite llkemindedly so the routine behavioural patterns of the American Deep South!

Not in the very least different from the quite obsessive and utterly delusional, incestuously inbred notion firmly and deeply ingrained itself, within Britain's purportedly monarchical and likewise other equally so, distinctly hereditary families, and has obviously, distinctly and rather literally been the case for generations; and which, consequently to all sentient and intelligent persons, but quite obviously not to this odious hereditary bunch and their undeniably evidently fawning and unquestionably categorically brownnosing, distinctly sycophantic acolytes, categorically in their individual and equally collective sick minds determine, and effectively generally likewise also, consolidates what they simply and essentially very passionately, but clearly pathetically, regard as treasured "royal" blood! Just how insanely can anyone get!

Amidst all this, and from my own very personal perspective, all such persons would both individually and collectively automatically and constructively simply become appropriate fuel, considering the human detritus that they distinctly and undoubtedly are, evidently for our power stations; no different essentially from their detrital kind serving that very same useful purpose, requisite to the same requirements, circa the 1930s and middle 1940s quite discernibly of Auschwitz, Dachau, Belsen Bergen and other such, rather discernibly, relevant and indubitably, commendable power utilities.

Meanwhile, and quite significantly so, from my own personal perspective, all those who're asininely castigating the respective local authority of this vilely odious threesome, of quite decadent reprobates, for taking them to court, are either seriously need their heads obviously examining or are actually themselves unquestionably, actually carbon copies of these undoubtedly intensely very immoral, lowlife scum; significantly, simply not really all that hard to correctly guess or accurately ascertain in Brexit Britain and equally quite significantly bastardized Britain; truly in which innumerable numbers of this country's lowlife scum aping the monarchy and hereditary, effectively basically distinctly breed each other incestuously or specifically obviously haven't the foggiest notion who their biological parents are!

The council acted because the matter became a benefits issue - just as to discerning minds it was always going to be as such individuals rarely work and quite vaingloriously but delightedly love being maintained ongoingly at the expense of the hardworking workers, who conscientiously pay their taxes. Inevitably, and simply not in the least bit surprising, this couple has split and now they're all of them, granddad and effectively the  putative biological father are all claiming benefits as the "parents" of that child. And therefore, quite unsurprisingly from you caustic scum having a go at the council simply for sensibly going to court to get the requisite clarification naturally on this matter, you're up in arms because the action of this council, fearfully struck a raw nerve with yourselves! Hasn't it?

What discernibly odious scum you self-evidently are; actually allowed to procreate and accordingly infest the entirety of decent humanity with your puerile carnality!

[prometheusinitiative]

Michiya | MM Trial 1 | You know what you're so valid | RE: Tracy, ATTN: Ivette

Michiya was quiet for most of the trial, mourning over Wren and Royce, worrying himself over Eden. How could he even focus? He knows he has to, and he has a good idea... maybe. But what if he's wrong? What if an accusation gets someone hurt? 

Then Tracy begins to speak, and he feels confident that they'll share a name and maybe Michiya will find his moment to strike. He closes his eyes, awaiting that name....

....

HUH?!?!?

Wait, wait, wait, wait... Michiya's not behind this! His eyes widen, and his fur begins to bristle with confusion as Tracy continues. Wow... after acknowledging it... he feels somewhat nostalgic. It takes him back to when Royce tried implicating Michiya during Kezia's trial... Ah... good times... He clears his throat, shaking his head. 

"No, no no. Firstly, I brought the Cryptic Heart from home. It was the heart of a dying cryptic. Or maybe it just gave me the heart since I asked for power? I wasn't going to need another one after swallowing it."

He sighs. 

"Eden confided in me that he wanted to die, so I promised I'd find him a solution... But even exploding into a million pieces didn't cure his curse. I wouldn't have left him to die on his own. Not like whoever did this."

Michiya smiles for a second before frowning, his expression glowing dark. 

"I'm friends with Encke because it understands me... I'm not going to take this moment to lament about our pasts, but we understand what the other went through. We feel each other's pain, and it encouraged me to rise above it. I realized my detrital nature fully with Encke's guidance. That has nothing to do with the Prometheus Initiative." 

His pupils slit as he lays his gaze upon another.

"But you do know who's been fighting with Eden since their domain? Two figures who seemed to have such opposing philosophies that they clashed at every moment. Someone with such vigorous anger that they threatened to kill him."

He huffs, leaning his head back, but not unwavering in his glare. 

"We've both agreed that the world is a shitty place. Maybe Tracy's right: I could've easily been the one behind this, but I'm not. We both agreed that if we could... the world could be better. We confided in one another that the world needed to change..."

He stands up, claws out as he glares at her fully. The one who truly stole Eden's heart. 

"You didn't like that Eden wanted to find a peaceful end to this! He was going to fix the world when you thought it had to be wiped clean!"

He steps closer, eyebrows furrowing in pain. 

"Ivette!! Admit what you're doing! Apologize!!!" 

[drops-of-moonlights]

How did the guys earn their glamourix.

Nabu got it at the tail-end of AU!S3 by confronting his parents about the arranged marriage, while Helia got it by quitting RF before the events of the AU and as such decrying the warrior lifestyle his family tried to force into him to keep tradition, knowing his parents and uncle-grandpa support him. But the other 5?

So I don’t really have a plan, so to speak, of where/when/if I’ll use the guys’s transformations in the AU proper, so far they’re purely theoretical, BUT, if I had to find a way for them to obtain it... (I will not be offering situations for this like how Aisha or Bloom did it (basically overcoming a dangerous situation bringing your magic to the limit/overcoming your own unconscious limitations born out of trauma and managing to heal even if just a bit), those are the easy answers, and that’s not the point here):

Sky: admit, out loud, and to their face, how much he resents his parents for his upbringing, and how their decisions regarding his life (especially the switcheroo plot), while well-intentioned, have resulted in far more personal issues and a slight stunt in his emotional development, and while he’s happy they’ve been trusting him more over the years, it still feels like they’re trying to train a pet than taking care of a son.

Brandon: it would probably be admitting how he doesn’t have to look after every single being in existence 24/7, how he is allowed to relax and be the one to take care after, and that his own sense of duty and protection towards others can be a detritement to his relationships.

Timmy: we once again have parent issues but these are more pronounced - Timmy is no stranger to denouncing his parent’s neglect as the terrible thing it was, but he does still feel he has to thank them for keeping him alive and safe, so his earning of Glamourix could be finally letting go of this sense of ownership and unwarranted gratitude and completely break any ties to them. It could also be facing how his own apparent apathy to everything around him result of this isn’t also currently affecting his relationships with the family he chose, and that he needs to start actually demonstrating that he does care about his loved ones.

Riven: this is a weird case, because Riven does have a dedicated therapist in this (which reminds me I have a post to make after this), so most of his issues are more or less taken care of by actual professionals. But, Riven could get it by admitting his own coping mechanisms were not the most ideal, and how he is responsible for the ways he alienated those that wanted to offer their help to him during a dark time in his life thanks to his own stubborn pride - it’s the one thing he hasn’t quite managed to do yet.

Nex: this is another weird case, because AU!Nex is the most well-adjusted of this group of losers...on the surface. He relishes a bit too much on being The One Others Can Vent To, and while this is all nice and good, it usually comes with him repressing his own negative experiences and thoughts to be able to listen to others, feeling that he’s a very constant attention seeker (which, yeah he is a bit) and not wanting to make others feel ignored. So he could obtain Glamourix by finally opening up and accepting that he can also vent himself, that he can listen to others and doesn’t have to feel bad about airing his own demons.