#file under: wants: hyde

[knotdispenser]

name: Hyde N. Plainsight nicknames: Shifty (by some) gender: Male / Intersex pronouns: (he/him/his) secondary gender: Both? occupation: drifter notable features: can change his body species: shape shifter fc: Hunter Doohan

+observant, charming, adaptable+ -manipulative, secretive, stealthy-

[knotfodder]

name: Hyde N. Plainsight nicknames: Shifty (by some) dob. age: unavailable (??) gender: Male pronouns: (he/him/his) secondary gender: Both? occupation: drifter species: shape shifter fc: Charlie Hunnam

+observant, charming, adaptable+ -manipulative, secretive, stealthy-

[disappointingcabbage]

TMAGP 22 thoughts, spoilers under the cut

Lena what the fuck why is your reaction to Gwen almost getting killed “ok but why didn’t you get their contact info”

Also I love that she referred to [ERROR] as the “watching figure” like I know the transcript last week initially called them Archivist but it’s nice to have confirmation that wasn’t immediately backtracked on lmao

I don’t know how to feel about Gwen getting demoted for this one, I think she did the right thing when she ran away, and that’s what Lena seems upset about. However, the real reason she should be getting demoted is the classism and condescension that pissed off ink5oul in the first place tbh.

Also I’m sure Gwen retaining her title in order to not look bad on the inspection totally won’t force her to have to go back to actually talking to externals ever /s

Also, Mrs. Kelley? She’s MARRIED? She’s either Elias-style repeatedly divorced or her partner is equally cold and autistic there is no other option

ooh Augustus time

Shejdjrjdiejdi Hans Berger is such a name teehee hamburger

Oh no, they’re experimenting on dogs :(

and people

is this a case of Hans going “hey dude your recipe’s fucked up” *proceeds to describe how exactly he did not follow the instructions* because it sure sounds like it.

Unless I’m misinterpreting and the instructions he received from the guy he’s corresponding with said to do the silver replacement thing bc I thought he got the silver idea from someone else

Okay now he’s using methods from ANOTHER guy. Dude how in the fuck are you blaming Richard for this?

Okay now he’s just pulling a new technique out of his ass. Of course your findings were weird, you didn’t use Richard’s technique, just something very vaguely similar

Bro’s really trying to create Jekyll and Hyde right now. Has he not read the book? Shouldn’t he know how terrible of an idea that is???

Ah yes, the standard 1920s activity of insulting your wife’s work speed while she’s working with a completely new configuration of equipment. Prick.

Also love the fact that the Hyde part of this dude can only communicate through Hans’s equipment

“Can you hear it?” Jesus Ursula that’s literally the most ominous thing you could say right now

Of course Hans assumes that she’s talking about the obvious equipment noise

Oh shit, Doctor Malpractice over here gave this poor dude a grand mal seizure

oh no this poor dude HANS YOU MADE HIS BRAIN MALFORMATION BURST WHAT THE FUCK YOU KILLED HIM

…are we ever gonna find out what Ursula was hearing?

you didn’t think to look over your data until weeks after the fact? are you shitting me? the data wasn’t even part of the investigation into this poor dude’s death?

Oh she was hearing exactly what this guy was saying via the telegraph. That’s really fucking cool, actually.

Well, Jesus. The second consciousness was not having a good time, apparently.

Oh this is the same night as the last episode

Sam catching onto Alice deleting his files immediately is peak comedy

Obviously he’s pissed about this

“You just want to control me again” oh that’s why they broke up

“That if I showed you the ropes we could” YOU COULD WHAT ALICE

ooh Celia has Magnus info?

JONATHAN SIMS AND MARTIN BLACKWOOD??????

FUCK YOU JONNY AND ALEX YOU CANT JUST END THE EPISODE THERE

[aquarium-ina-bag]

Where Danger Finds Me, it Follows with Tides - 6

Never stay the whole night ch6

Words: 2k

Parings: Wednesday x Reader

Warnings: blood, bullets, small violence.

A/N: A longer one since I need to take a break so I can be productive rq, but give me ideas of what u wanna see, like how Ty will be revealed, or lil hc's, anyways enjoy.

This sheep is still here, mocking Wednesday with its existence. From the moment she woke up, it was in her face, chewing at the comforter. She wondered if you’d notice it was gone; surely if she buried it well, you wouldn’t know. Right, the task at hand is to figure out why you’re in this school in the first place, plus get rid of this Hyde.

You were at the table when she came out for the morning; you leaned against it, refusing to sit down. Your groggy eyes glued on Enid made Wednesday a little angry; all your attention was stuck on the blonde, while everyone else’s eyes at the table were stuck on you, Bianca almost was able to mirror Wednesday’s death stare. What were you talking about that was so important to the point you didn’t even look at Wednesday?

She finally started to approach the group, avoiding your eyes almost as a punishment for avoiding hers.

Yoko laughed after finishing her sip of donated blood, saying, "Speak of the devil." 

Enid turned around with enough energy that it almost looked as if she had broken her neck in the process. She slammed her hands on the table, "Wednesday, please, can we keep Skate?" Those damn puppy eyes, "Y/n said it was up to you; I promise he won’t eat your stuff; I’ll keep him clean; he won’t even go on your side." 

"No." Wednesday deadpanned.

Ajax was trying to understand the situation. "Who the hell is Skate? And why does he eat things?"

"It’s my new sheep!" Enid started to pull up a picture of her and the sheep; he was full of hair clips and nail paint. 

"You have a sheep?! Weems is so gonna kill you if she finds out." Kent budded in, trying to get a closer look at the picture. 

"That’s why we aren’t keeping it, I don’t care what Enid or Y/n says we are putting it back." Wednesday scolded. 

"If you don’t want him so badly, get up so we can show Mr. Kovacs." You whispered. Wednesday shuddered; your breath tickled the shell of her ear when you spoke. When she turned around to possibly beat the brains back into you, you weren’t there, you were still leaning against the table, looking at everyone else, before taking a small glance at her. 

She had to be going crazy because nobody made a comment about how close you were to her, but it had to be real because you gestured for her to get up. Like she was in some trance, she did. Everyone seemed to ignore the fact that you two were leaving until both of you were out of sight.

"What was that?" Wednesday, still appalled. She scanned you for any differences in body language. 

"It’s called walking; I learned it when I was a baby." You joked and continued to walk to her dorm. 

"Not that, how you said something behind my ear but you didn’t even move." 

"I know your therapists labeled you as crazy, Wends, but jeez. I didn’t think It was that bad." 

"You looked at my files?" She was more offended that you looked at her student files than her nickname. 

"Spoiler alert: when I was still working, Weems told me you'd be under my watch if things went south. Keep you out of trouble, you know?" You paused and laughed, saying, "Well, things did go south, but she wanted to spare you, plus I was busy fixing your Xavier mess up, how you falsely accused him, and I was trying to keep you out of jail from behind the scenes."

Wednesday noticed how slowly the two of you were walking. "I don’t believe that." 

"Well, it’s the truth, hun." You shrugged.

"Don’t call me that; Weems said you’re mandatorily stuck in this school. Why?"

"Because it’s a place for outcasts?" Duh." 

"I understand that, but what makes you an outcast?" Wednesday was about avoiding the long game. 

But you made her play anyway, "because I’m an emo loner." You laughed and quickened your pace to get to the room. 

You opened the door to find Skate relaxed on Wednesday's bed, chewing on the pillowcases. You turned to Wednesday’s irked face and laughed. She mumbled something about killing it before dragging him off the bed, the pillow still in his mouth. She let out a muffled groan.

"Carry him to the class," Wednesday ordered.

You faked a yawn, "Don’t know, Ms. Addams, I kinda don’t feel like it, I did carry him yesterday." You stretched your torso, she watched you tuck your shirt back in, stuff your hands in your pockets, and sway, waiting for Wednesday to move the sheep. 

"He’s at least 200 pounds, you can’t imagine me carrying that." 

"I did it, so get to lifting or find some other way." 

Wednesday turned around to pull out a drawer from the black desk, she white-knuckled a raveled-up rope in anger. The angry girl started to make a lead for Skate; he was getting jittery once she attempted to put it around him. Wednesday looked up to stare into your eyes. You nodded and helped her keep him still without hurting him. Though she used this opportunity to make you walk him to the class,

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"You stole a whole damn sheep." Mr. Kovacs gaped, staring at you, Wednesday, then back to the sheep. 

You slowly nodded, "Now give us our grade," in a demanding tone. 

"Fine fine, just please put it back before I have to report you to Weems; its nails are painted. What the hell?"

You both nodded and turned to leave the class with Skate. Wednesday didn’t refuse this time when you took him back to her dorm. 

"I’ll be back later tonight to drop him off back at the farm." You leaned against the doorway, watching the raven remove the lead from Skate, and ushered him outside on the balcony. 

"Do it now, I want him gone." 

"Aw, lighten up, you don’t mean that." That damn whispering again in her ear, she fanned the area around her ear, hoping to hit you. 

"You just did it again, the whispering." Wednesday sounded agitated.

"I said loud and clear, ‘I need to do it at night so it’s darker.' Get your head and ears checked out." 

"I’m not dissimulating; I know what I heard and felt; you were right behind me and whispered something." 

You chuckled, "You take something today?" 

"I refuse to participate in narcotics, but I won’t sanction your gaslighting." 

"Still don’t know what you’re talking about. Anyway,  see you tonight, Addams." You pushed off the doorframe and walked away. Of course, who other than Enid replaced your presence. 

"Another date again?" She giggled 

"It wasn’t a date." The raven bit, "Don’t you have a class to go to?" 

"Don’t you? But I’m here to check on my little Skater. I brought him food." Enid walked toward the spider web window and went out of it. Feeding the animal outside. Wednesday rolled her eyes, getting ready to leave for her next class. 

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A knock at the door startled the girls in the room who were watching the scary movie. Wednesday’s cello playing wasn’t helping the eerie feeling either.

"Yoko, you get it!" Enid pushed the vampire out of the huddle of people, blankets, and pillows. 

"I'm not getting it! You have claws; you get it." Another knock, and the girls scream again. 

"Divina, come with me, so you can siren song them, and then I’ll claw their eyes out." Enid proposed. 

"Claw my eyes out, we’re going to have a problem, Sinclair." Your voice wasn’t recognizable to them. 

Enid got up in fear "IT KNOWS MY NAME!" Wednesday playing sharpened, they all ran outside on the balcony with Skate and Thing. Wednesday paused and looked at the group as they scrambled to explain all at the same time. 

"PERSON AT DOOR!" "THEY KNOW MY NAME! "THEY’RE GOING TO KILL US!" "HELP WEDNESDAY, PLEASE!" "Bah," she pieced what she could, excluding the bah. To get out of this hellscape, she went to the door and opened it. You looked down to stare at her. 

"Hi." Flashing those gorgeous teeth of yours, she thought. 

"Good evening." 

"What are they watching?" You craned your neck to view the Macbook on the ground.

"Scream franchise."

You giggled, "Ironic, but where’s my sheep?" Wednesday moved to guide you outside. The other posse calmed down. 

"Oh, it’s you." Divina spoke. Removing herself from the group, she went back inside. 

"Hi Y/n, want to join us for the movie?" Enid invited. 

"No, but I must take Rollerblade here." You picked him up and headed for the window door, but were stopped by Yoko and Enid, who protested. 

"DON'T TAKE HIM AWAY PLEASE!" "IT'SDON'T NOT HIS TIME!" "MY BABY!" 

Enid was so eager to get her sheep back that she accidentally dug her claws into your side. You hissed and pulled yourself out, and blood oozed on your white T-shirt.

Enid immediately apologized and let you go. "I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to, I’m sor-" moving her hand back and forth, contemplating if she should touch you again.

"-It’s fine, it’s nothing. "I just wasn’t prepared." You laughed.

Wednesday watched you in vexation and reached her hand out to help, but you shook your head. 

"I’m good, I promise." You smiled again. How could you be okay? Enid’s nails are long, that has to be deep. 

They watched you head back into the room, and they followed. Enid sat back down, drowning in guilt. Wednesday and you left the dorm and shut the door. 

"Let me at least clean it." Her eyes were softened, way more than she would be with Enid. 

"Here, I’ll go head to my room to fix it before I drop him off." A tight-lipped smile to calm down the girl in front of you. 

She sighed out her nose before nodding. You walked in the wrong direction, away from your room. Wednesday almost said something, but let you go. When you were out of sight, she cursed herself for not forcing you to get help. 

You were on your way behind the school, deeper in the woods, making sure nobody could see. The bleeding stopped; the blood was even gone—not even a drop on the white tee. But more should be shed now.

Your back started to welt, almost as if something was trying to escape, and it did. Clawing its way out from your back, cracking, crushing, and popping, ripping the back of said tee and your flesh, large bones equal to bird wings clawed out, the blood coated against them forming feathers, blood red feathers fading to something darker at the base. It was silky, cognate to blood when you stretched out in the moonlight. There was not a wince, whine, or cry from you when these extra appendages scratched out of you. You just sighed and lifted yourself and the sheep off the ground, heading back for his home. 

As you dropped him down, a bang echoed, and all you felt was something hot stuffed inside your wing. You groaned and flew with the speed of the fastest hawk back to your balcony. The landing was a little wobbly, but you still made it. The feathers dropped elegantly on the cold concrete, where they puddled into blood. The flesh hugging the bird bones was midnight, coextensive to bat wings; they poured down as syrupy blood, and the bullet fell into the puddles. Those long, blood coated bones crawled back into your back with the same cracking, wet crushing, and popping. The pool of blood crawled up your article of clothing and back into the large open wounds on your back; it shut and healed like nothing ever happened tonight, and your tattoo is still perfectly scarred on you—not a scar, nothing.

"I’m not on my game today, am I?" You laughed before going inside, to do your nightly routine.

[dross-the-fish]

Adam was displeased, but not surprised, when Edward Hyde burst into his room without the courtesy of knocking. I need to ask the Doctor if I can have a lock, he thought miserably as Hyde strolled over, casually scattering a stack of books off of a desk on his way.

"So you did let Doctor Watson tidy you up," Hyde grimaced, "I liked you better before. The ratty furs and matted mane were much more fitting."

"What matter is it to you?" Adam grumbled, bending to pick up the books. Before he could place them back in their proper order Hyde jumped on the desk, bringing himself nearly eye level with the much larger man.

He regarded Adam with a look of reproach, "You know I really despise you? Of all the sickening little goody-goodies and over stuffed pricks in our rag-tag group you're the worst?"

"Your scorn is nothing to me, Edward, I am not curious of its origin, nor do I seek to dissuade you of it."

"You're the worst because you're a liar."

Adam froze, books still in hand and gaped at him, "How do you call me a liar?"

"Because you insist on pretending you're not a monster," Hyde admonished him coldly.

"I pretend nothing. I am as I was made and have never denied it."

"I'm not talking about your face! I'm talking about you! You really think you can play at being a good man after everything you've done? I've read your file and your creator's journals! You've as much blood on your hands as I do, yet still you insist on acting like you're a good boy-like you've changed," Hyde thrust the end of his cane under Adam's chin, locking eyes with him.

"You vowed never to kill again. That's pretty easy to do when you exile yourself to the arctic circle for 100 years. But you're among people again and the temptations are everywhere. I'll wager you want to wrap those murderous hands around my neck, even as we speak, and squeeze until I stop talking,"

"Do not provoke me," Adam said sharply, "I have learned a great measure of patience but it is wearing thin."

Hyde let out a barking laugh, "There it is! Threats already! Didn't take much did it?! That's because you haven't changed. No matter how you delude yourself you're impulsive, cruel and spiteful down to your core! What was it you said to poor Victor? 'Rage in me the like of which you would not believe?' Then you killed his baby brother! You think that can be covered up with good manners and a new haircut?" he howled, slapping his knee.

Adam grabbed him by his shirt collar and hoisted him up until their noses were almost touching, "Stop. Talking." he hissed through clenched teeth.

"Make me," Hyde dared him, acid green eyes narrowed into eager slits.

Adam held him in the air for a long moment, hands trembling, teeth gnashing.

"Go on," Hyde prodded, "You know you want to, just give in and be what you are, there's all kinds of fun to be had if you just accept that you are a monster and always will be."

Massive hands squeezed momentarily and then let go. Hyde cursed as he fell to the floor in a heap. Adam recoiled from him, "You need to leave, now. I cannot-I am not THAT any longer!" he backed away until he hit the wall and sank to the ground, breath coming in ragged gasps, "I have changed! I have learned! I will not fall again!" he insisted, talking more to himself than to Hyde.

Had Adam Frankenstein looked up he would have seen the look of despair flash across Edward Hyde's face before disgust replaced it.

"Alright, I'm leaving…you're no fun anymore anyway."

[themonthaftermarch]

bffr

(Please don't send hate to OP)

I just don't understand the hate for Tyler y'all.

Did y'all forget he's half an outcast too?? He's the ultimate outcast unlike what Laurel referred herself to. Laurel used his mother as a weapon against him and probably lied about "what they did to your mother" if you even paid attention to the show for what it is. I'm may be overanalyzing his backstory because of course! He's a huge part of the plot and would you even get that hug if not for the Enid vs Hyde fight?

Y'all are missing the point of the show here.

Wednesday had feared she'll be responsible for the destruction of Nevermore and her enemy here is Crackstone and Laurel, two full-blooded normies. Tyler's forced to choose between which side but what happened to Hydes? Banned from Nevermore. And he's so obviously got manipulated and abused like did you overlooked that?

Wednesday investigates crimes with the help of others and one of those others is boom, Tyler. Would you still have Wednesday had Tyler not intervened or yes let's be clear, killed Rowan? Rowan was so sure on killing her too. Tyler said he "did a little digging" after they met. What does that imply? He's interested in her, gave her the police file about her father, even before he knows her purpose on Laurel's plan. (If Laurel already told him about the Addams family then why'd he search for it himself?) For fvck's sake he wanted leave Jericho (and Laurel) together with her.

Adaptating a creature from Jekyll and Hyde (that's literally about split personalities) into a new series like Wednesday, to me, is promising something more in the future like?? They're not gonna leave it at that and you can't go wrong with a Hyde as an adversary to a Wednesday Addams. Season 2 should explain more about Tyler's character cuz I don't think it's over, since we're shown that last scene of him transforming into Hyde. (tho I could be wrong?)

Lastly, idk what's so pressing about Wednesday kissing a male character like?? Trusting a person and leaning into a kiss is not something YOU think Wednesday would or SHOULD do?? But suddenly hugging a friend is something the show was solely focusing on?? My take is the initial Weathervane meeting and Tyler's attraction to Wednesday was real untill he's reminded of his purpose as a Hyde again. (he's forced under Laurel's commands I can't stress this enough). And Wednesday reciprocated his feelings and trusted him before that freaking jaw-dropping scene. Is that twist not something straight from a coming-of-age, supernatural, and horror tv series like Wednesday?

Sounds like op didn't even care what the show's about. But here we are.

[murderedbyhomework]

The Tragedy of Tyler Galpin

So I watched Wednesday, and now I have feelings. Maybe I’ll do Xavier later if I have time, I like him too, and character studies are my love language.

Tyler is established as someone with a distant father and a dead mother he was presumably close to, more so than his father. So obviously, his mommy issues appears to be something Laurel Gates played into. We don’t really hear the dialogue of then Laurel first invites him to her car, and the outline of how Tyler truly became the Hyde is very vague, so here’s my theory. Of course, this is just a theory, and my own interpretation, so yeah please don’t come for me? 

So basically, I believe Laurel played on his love of his mother. Presumably, she grabs his hand at the coffee shop, and probably says something along the lines of either “I was a friend of your mother’s, you look exactly like her.” or just an invitation to her car, maybe both. Tyler, intrigued by the mention of his mother, would then go to her car, where she shows him the files of his mother, and reveals to him a twisted version of the truth. Obviously, Tyler would be quite angry at his father for keeping this from him, quite rightfully actually, and given that he regards Laurel as someone who has revealed the truth to him and has valuable information about his mother, he would probably be much more trusting towards her. I believe she would then invite him to meet with her later at night to ‘discuss his mother and his heritage more’, something he would probably agree to. Obviously, she ends up knocking him out, and taking him to the cave, which is where the scene where he’s chained up takes place. I think she knocked him around a little, which of course resulted in the injuries we saw on screen. However, as Tyler does have the Sheriff as his father, she probably got impatient, and simply injected the chemicals into him while he was unbalanced by the events that just happened. After all, in the span of a day, he’d found out about his mother, been kidnapped, and tortured in order to unlock his Hyde, and honestly with that kind of emotional upheaval, it would not take much to unlock the Hyde. Furthermore, Laurel is probably on a rather tight schedule, given that she does not want to spark suspicion, so she probably didn’t keep him for long, probably a few hours at most. 

They would later then meet in the night for a few hours at a time, and Tyler would perform the killings under her control. Some people in the fandom interpret their relationship with non-consensual sexual undertones, and honestly I think it’s plausible. However, I personally think that it was more of a very twisted maternal relationship going on. After all, Laurel is smart, very smart, and she would have done her research accurately. Therefore, there’s a large possibility she played on Tyler’s desire for a mother after he’d just lost his, and therefore she’d be physically affectionate like a mother would to her small child, and use more childish words with him such as “mama” with him, something that we see in the show. Personally I see Hydes as something that is a very cruel existence, given how they are unlocked, and I see similarities with Bruce Banner’s Hulk in marvel. They both are so called monstrous manifestations of the carrier’s trauma and perhaps pent up anger,and I assume their mental and emotional age to be that of a small child, which is messed up when you think about it. Anyway, I believe that’s how Laurel would control him. 

As for the “enjoying it” thing, I don’t really buy it. Of course, we do see Tyler having a dark streak, seeing how he used to hang out with bullies, and was probably enough of a delinquent to result in having court-ordered therapy sessions, something I personally theorize to be linked with when he assaulted Xavier, maybe a condition in order for Xavier not to press charges. Honestly, I wish the show writers had explained that a little more, and hopefully it gets explored in the 2nd season. Obviously, I’m not completely absolving him of blame, losing a family member does not excuse his behaviour, but it does explain it, just a little. I do not,however, believe his dark streak to extend to enjoying murder. I believe it was the Hyde’s influence, perhaps the psychic link with Laurel affecting how he perceived the murders, a built in defense mechanism of the Hyde in order to protect him.

Honestly, what I think is most tragic about him is how easily his situation could have been prevented. I’m not talking about his father, but just the concept of stranger danger. As a girl, if someone of the opposite sex, or even just a random woman, came up to me, grabbed my hand, and told me to meet them in a private place, I would panic. That’s because as a girl, I was taught by my mom to never trust a stranger who asks me to meet them in a private place. However, Tyler was either too blinded by his emotions to register that, or as a boy, he never considered it, and that’s just really sad for me. Honestly, if he’d told someone that this random mysterious older woman had grabbed his hand, told him she knew his mom, and asked him to go meet her privately later, Laurel could have been arrested, and maybe the entire thing wouldn’t have happened, I guess that’s what fix-it fics are for. So yeah, it’s not Tyler’s fault, of course not, but it is sad that a concept of stranger danger could have prevented the tragedy befalling him. Honestly, I do think his father tried. Obviously, it wasn’t very well, he is depicted as old school and doesn’t believe in therapy or working through emotions a lot, but I do see him as the tough love, subtle gestures of care as silent declarations of love kind of father, something that Tyler potentially missed. From how Tyler suggested a movie night, even if it was half sarcastic, I honestly think Tyler and his father probably had a closer relationship before his mom died, but when she did, he got too scared about the trauma of losing his mom unlocking the Hyde, and they drifted apart. Obviously, terrible parenting right there, but I do think he wasn’t as bad as some may interpret him. Honestly, if Tyler had even just told him about Laurel inviting him out, and how she’d revealed something about his mom, they might have eventually worked it out. It’s not Tyler’s fault,obviously not, but it’s tragic in the what ifs and what could have been.

[fukuokanodivision]

The Kamora Files - Volume 3 _____________________________________ Entry #7 - Silent Tradegy ______________________________________ Silent Tradegy is Shizuoka’s 1st DRB rap team, consisting of scientist Hojo Kanon, socialite Aichi Reika and Kito-gumi leader Kito Sakura. 3 secretive woman who contribute to completing both unit and their own tasks as individuals. Though powerful, “Be careful before you get stabbed in the back” is the most inquisitive description about what they hide under their facades of power. ______________________________________ Bio #11 - Kanon Hojo ______________________________________ Kanon Hojo [known as “The Devil’s Scientist”/“Mz. Hyde”] is a former well known scientist of Chuohku. A woman who plots her secret revenge against those who wrong her. With illegal experimentation and intentional destruction, both unlawful crimes from her have been committed. Those with unstable mindsets can grasp control…Unless trauma gets in the way of that. ______________________________________ [Crimes] - Illegal human experimentation [Multiple Counts] - Bombing ______________________________________ Bio #12 - Reika Aichi ______________________________________ Reika Aichi [known as “Black Widow”/“Belladonna”] is a wealthy socialite in Shizuoka. A black widow who hides her own deepest and darkest secrets. After murdering her 5 husbands for money, many crimes from her have been committed. Rich people tend to be less daunting, though there are some who are downright deceptive. ______________________________________ [Crimes] - 1st Degree Murder [Multiple Counts] - Theft [Multiple Counts] - Intentional Deception [Multiple Counts] ______________________________________ Bio #13 - Sakura Kito ______________________________________ Sakura Kito [known as “Boss”/“Renegade”] is a yakuza boss and leader of the Kito-gumi. A headstrong woman who leads her yakuza to new heights. After multiple murders and taking control, numerous crimes from her have been committed. Daggers aren’t weapons to trust…especially if you want your end coming closer. ______________________________________ [Crimes] - 1st Degree Murder [Multiple Counts] - Assault With Deadly Weapon [Multiple Counts] ______________________________________ Entry #8 - The Kito-gumi ______________________________________ The Kito-gumi is 1 of the most famous Yakuza families both in and across Japan. Lead by “Sakura Kito” of Silent Tradegy, they’ve retained their usual charm with no difficulty. However, their ruthlessness and cunning is far from hidden. ______________________________________ [Crimes] - Gang Initiation - Assistance In Illegal Activity [Multiple Counts] - Assault With Deadly Weapon/Trafficking [Multiple Counts] - 1st Degree Murder/Prostitution [Multiple Counts] - Gambling [Multiple Counts] - Extortion [Multiple Counts] - Rioting [Multiple Counts] ______________________________________ Entry #9 - Death Row Block/Cinder ______________________________________

Death Row Block is Katsushika’s 1st DRB rap team, consisting of hitman Mashiro Akihisa, serial killer Kisaragi Touya, arsonist Himura Rintaro and criminal Himura Akari. A squadron of death row inmates desperate to get off the threatening chopping block. Said literally and plainly, “We’re dead men walking” directly highlights the heinous and unlawful acts all 4 persons have done. ______________________________________ Bio #14 - Akihisa Mashiro ______________________________________ Akihisa Mashiro [known as “The Reaper”/“Azreal”] is a hitman and death row inmate. A man of few words who hides his intentions well. With his hitman reputation, harsh crimes from him have been committed. Hitman already bring bad news…Though death row inmates are even worse… ______________________________________ [Crimes] - 1st Degree Murder [Multiple Counts] - Gang Activity [Multiple Counts] - Attempted Murder [Multiple Counts] ______________________________________ Bio #15 - Touya Kisaragi ______________________________________ Touya Kisaragi [known as “Sweetheart Killer”/“MC Darling”] is a serial killer and death row inmate. A man who treats life in the palm of his own hand. Known to be a practical killer, despicable crimes from him have been committed. Love is a battlefield, however obsession is a lost war. ______________________________________ [Crimes]

- 1st Degree Murder [Multiple Counts] - Aggravated Assault [Multiple Counts] ______________________________________ Bio #16 - Rintaro Himura/Akari Himura ______________________________________

Rintaro/Akari Himura [known as “Ignis”/“Cinder”] are siblings with the commonality of being high end criminals. Rintaro as an arsonist and death row inmate and Akari as a mass criminal.

With numerous filed reports, tons of crimes from both have been committed. Criminals may be harmless behind bars. Although out on the streets is more dangerous. ______________________________________ [Crimes] - Arson [Multiple Counts] - Bombing [Multiple Counts] - 1st Degree Murder [Multiple Counts] - Terrorism/Vandalism [Multiple Counts] - Resisting Arrest/Assault With Deadly Weapon [Multiple Counts] - Joyriding/Theft [Multiple Counts] ______________________________________

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Danny Masterson, star of That 70s Show, could get as much as 30 years to life in prison at his sentencing today for the rapes of two women two decades ago.

Los Angeles Superior Court Judge Charlaine Olmedo is set to sentence the 47-year-old actor after ruling on a defence motion for a new trial that she’s very likely to reject, and after hearing impact statements from the victims.

A jury of seven women and five men found Masterson guilty of two counts on 31 May after seven days of deliberations. Both attacks took place in Masterson’s Hollywood Hills home in 2003, when he was at the height of his fame on the Fox network sitcom.

The jury could not reach a unanimous verdict on a third count, an allegation that Masterson also raped a longtime girlfriend.

The verdict came in a second trial after a jury failed to reach verdicts on three counts of forcible rape in December 2022 and a mistrial was declared.

Prosecutors alleged that Masterson used his prominence in the Church of Scientology — where all three women were also members at the time — to avoid consequences for decades after the attacks.

Key Points

Actor Danny Masterson could get as much as 30 years to life in prison at his sentencing

47-year-old found guilty of rapes of two women twenty years ago at his Hollywood Hills home

Jury could not reach a unanimous verdict on a third count

Verdicts came in second trial after first jury failed to reach unanimous verdicts

Prosecutors allege Masterson used position in Church of Scientology to avoid consequences

Crimes occurred in 2003 at height of his fame in Fox sitcom ‘That 70s Show’

Whole bunch under the cut

Who were Masterson’s accusers?

16:08 , AP

The Associated Press does not typically name people who say they were victims of sexual abuse.

The first accuser

One of the women Masterson is convicted of raping was born into a Scientology family and was part of Masterson’s circle of friends. Nearly all of those closest to her were members, including the late Lisa Marie Presley, who also left the church long before her death in January.

The woman said that when she stopped by Masterson’s house to pick up a set of keys in 2003, he gave her a drink that left her sick and badly disoriented, and raped her in his bedroom upstairs. She first filed a police report, which did not lead to an arrest, in 2004. She returned to authorities in 2016.

Jurors found her account credible and convicted Masterson based on her allegations.

The second accuser

A model and actor who was Masterson's girlfriend from 1996 to 2002 took the stand to open the trial. She previously testified that Masterson grew increasingly physically and sexually abusive in their years together. She said that it eventually led to him raping her twice late in 2001, though he is only charged with one instance, a morning when she woke to find Masterson raping her. She would go to the police 15 years later.

Jurors could not agree on a verdict on her allegations, deadlocking 8-4 in favour of conviction.

The third accuser

The third woman at the centre of the trial had only recently met Masterson through mutual friends in the church, which she had joined as a teenager. She testified that in 2003 that Masterson invited her to his house, where they were alone. She said she was clear that she wanted no sex, but he convinced her to get into his jacuzzi and then took her to his bed, where he raped her. She went to the police in 2017.

Jurors convicted Masterson based on her testimony.

Who is Masterson?

15:58 , Oliver O'Connell

Masterson, 47, an actor since childhood, got his major break when he was cast as Stephen Hyde on the retro sitcom That 70s Show, which also starred Ashton Kutcher, Mila Kunis and Topher Grace and would run on Fox from 1998 until 2006.

At the time of the alleged assaults, his career was at its peak, and his house near Hollywood with a backyard pool and Jacuzzi was a social hub. It was also, according to prosecutors, the scene of all three crimes. Masterson had pleaded not guilty and his lawyers have repeatedly denied all of the allegations.

AP

What were the allegations and could Masterson appeal?

15:53 , Oliver O'Connell

Masterson did not testify, and his lawyers called no witnesses. The defence argued that the acts were consensual, and attempted to discredit the women’s stories by highlighting changes and inconsistencies over time, which they said showed signs of coordination between them.

The women whose testimony led to Masterson’s conviction said that in 2003, he gave them drinks and that they then became woozy or passed out before he violently raped them.

Olmedo allowed prosecutors and accusers to say directly in the second trial that Masterson drugged the women, while only allowing the women to describe their condition in the first.

Masterson was not charged with any counts of drugging, and there was no toxicology evidence to back up the assertion. The issue could be a factor in a planned appeal from the defence of Masterson’s conviction.

AP

Did Scientology play a role in the aftermath of rapes?

15:38 , Oliver O'Connell

Prosecutors alleged that Masterson used his prominence in the Church of Scientology — where all three women were also members at the time — to avoid consequences for decades after the attacks.

The women blamed the church for their hesitancy in going to the police about Masterson. They testified that when they reported him to Scientology officials, they were told they were not raped, were put through ethics programs themselves, and were warned against going to law enforcement to report a member of such high standing.

“They were raped, they were punished for it, and they were retaliated against,” Deputy District Attorney Reinhold Mueller told jurors at the trial. “Scientology told them there’s no justice for them.”

The church said in a statement after the verdict that the “testimony and descriptions of Scientology beliefs” during the trial were “uniformly false.”

“The Church has no policy prohibiting or discouraging members from reporting criminal conduct of anyone — Scientologists or not — to law enforcement,” the statement said.

AP

Sitcom actor Danny Masterson faces sentencing today

15:22 , Oliver O'Connell

That 70s Show star Danny Masterson could get as much as 30 years to life in prison at his sentencing Thursday for the rapes of two women two decades ago.

Los Angeles Superior Court Judge Charlaine Olmedo is set to sentence the 47-year-old actor after ruling on a defence motion for a new trial that she’s very likely to reject, and after hearing impact statements from the victims.

A jury of seven women and five men found Masterson guilty of two counts on 31 May after seven days of deliberations. Both attacks took place in Masterson’s Hollywood Hills home in 2003 when he was at the height of his fame on the Fox network sitcom.

The jury could not reach a unanimous verdict on a third count, an allegation that Masterson also raped a longtime girlfriend.

The verdict came in a second trial after a jury failed to reach verdicts on three counts of forcible rape in December and a mistrial was declared.

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CONTENT ADVISORY: The in-character fiction for this episode involves children being held hostage and threatened with harm. They escape completely unharmed, but please proceed with caution if images from current events are fresh in your mind. (We're so sorry! We wanted something that connected to D's back story and didn't make the connection.)

Welcome to Wonderful World of Darklords! In this episode, we're looking at a setting and a darklord so tailor-made for Ravenloft that we barely needed to do any work: Professor Ratigan. Combining Moriarty's criminal genius, Jekyll and Hyde's duality, and Vincent Price's golden pipes, Ratigan is the best of the worst around...and with London by gaslight as his domain, things just keep getting better. Topics discussed include:

How to get Basil out of the picture so the PCs can be Ratigan's rivals instead, but without rehashing Robin Hood and Prince John;

A curse for Ratigan that lets us play with his delicious stew of self-loathing, denial, obsession, and vanity;

The underbaked 2e/3e domain and darklord that can find its themes more fully expressed in Londinium, and the fully-baked one that can be folded into it as well;

Suggestions for running a big bad who outsmarts the PCs at every turn without losing friends;

and more!

The full writeup for Londinium is available for free on DM's Guild: https://www.dmsguild.com/product/456011/Londinium-A-Ravenloft-Domain-of-Dread-11-13?affiliate_id=241770

You can find the Hour of the Knife adventure for sale on DM's Guild at https://www.dmsguild.com/product/17507/Hour-of-the-Knife-2e, and Shadow of the Knife for free at www.kargatane.com. (It's under "Adventures." We can't just link the darn thing or it'll start automatically downloading the zip file on you. Welcome to 2003.)

You can find the original "butt puppets" episode (which is actually pretty PG-13 rated) here: https://megadumbcast.podbean.com/e/pg-62-balloon-thief-week-11/

All music recordings are in the public domain (mark 1.0) and are licensed through https://musopen.org:

Chopin Nocturne in B-Flat Minor, Op. 9 No.1 (main theme), performed by Eduardo Vinuela

Chopin Etude Op. 25, No. 12 in C Minor: “Ocean” (darklord theme), performed by Edward Neeman

Chopin Nocturne in F Minor, Op. 55 No. 1 (land theme), performed by Luke Faulkner

Rachmaninoff Morceaux de Fantaisie, Op. 3 - 2. Prélude in C sharp minor (Dread Possibilities), performed by Sergei Rachmaninoff

Chopin Nocturne in E Minor, Op. 72 No. 1 (parting thoughts), performed by Luke Faulkner

Dialog for Yensid was written by Azalin Rex himself: http://www.tumblr.com/darklordazalin

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[ponds-of-ink]

And now, a spoiler-covered analysis of a mystery character from the Ruin trailer

Obvious spoilers for the trailer here, but I have thoughts. I know I mentioned a couple on different posts, but here’s my main post about him.

So.. This guy.

We have no idea what exactly his deal or what he even completely looks like. All we know is he is one very menacing looking bunny with darkness and glitching not helping in the slightest.

The thing is, though, I have a theory or two (and some extra thoughts).

Notice the purple and green lines/chromatic abrasion-looking stuff?

Those are the exact same colors used for Steel Wool’s logo in the updated SB TV website.

And the green one in particular is upside down and having the sheep face the opposite way, like a reflection in a.. Well, I was going to say a strangely-positioned mirror, but a pool might be a better visual metaphor, I dunno.

My point is that looks like William and Glitch-Trap weren’t the same thing after all and this rabbit thing is going to give off proper Jekyll and Hyde vibes by switching back and forth on the fly (with Glitch being William’s Hyde?). It doesn’t help that Sun and Moon’s AIs were also combined and are now running at the same time. The duality theme from the main game is starting to look like it is settling into a theme of... things... merging in a possibly unstable manner? Uh oh.

Anyway, personality-wise, it feels that this guy is gonna be absolutely terrifying regardless of whether or not he’s actually trying to hurt you. He’s just going to be that unpredictable until we fix the others.. Or whatever we have to do to stop this madness.

(Alternatively, since there is the idea that Glitch could be controlling Gregory at one point, this bunny boy might have a very disgruntled Afton trying to help you until Glitch takes over. I have no idea how, though, unless... he pulls a Princess Quest 2 and merges with you through that Vanny mask you get later? Huh.)

Onto the more physical side of things, I don’t think this is Glamrock Bonnie. Or, at least, not completely. He looks that way, sure, but he doesn’t have the Glamrock casing style or anything. He actually gives me this impression of a lanky jester bunny, if I’m seeing his legs correctly.

However, as his arms line up with Burntrap’s pretty well, I’m going to take another speculative guess and say that this is Burntrap post-Blob. No idea how he got all those repairs, but maybe Will and Glitch got inventive during all that time before whatever happens in this DLC.

(Side note again: this guy has the most square-shaped pupils I have ever seen. Gonna file that under “potentially more proof of it not being Glamrock Bonnie”.)

One more thing: He’s actually reaching out his hand towards the viewer/Cassie in this shot. Almost as if he’s... offering a hand? offering a false promise?... Again, until we get more info on this guy, I have no idea what’s going on with him.

A shame that we don’t have a name for him yet. Almost want to keep calling him “Mystery Rabbit”, honestly.

Oh and uh.. He looks cool and I’m kinda sad that he’s not getting that much fan-art on here. Bummer.

[strange-creature-222]

HELLO, WELCOME, WHY DON'T YOU TAKE A SEAT? RELAX, GET COMFORTABLE, TAKE A SECOND IF YOU NEED TO

Here's my little blog site thingy, I'd recommend using it while viewing my blog, so the posts aren't annoying white blocks

Y'all can call me Creature, Archivist, or scourge , I go by it/they pronouns, as well as any neopronouns

MORE INFO BELOW [warnings, interests, tags, blinkies, and is that a playlist of songs I like?]

One: GENERAL WARNING FOR INSECTS, ARACHNIDS, AND OTHER CRITTERS IN THIS BLOG

I SHOULD ALSO ADD THAT IM REALLY INTERESTED IN JUST ABOUT ANY OTHER ANIMAL THAT PEOPLE FIND SCARY

Two: this is my only account, I don't have a side blog or art blog right now, if you specifically want to see my art you can use my art tag (tags listed below)

Three: I block freely so I'm not writing a big dni, don't interact if you fall under basic dni criteria (racists, pedos, nazis, etc. You know who you are), terfs don't interact (although I don't see why you decided to come here in the first place)

Four: WARNING FOR EYESTRAIN!!!! I LIKE BRIGHT COLORS!!!! Oh and eyes, A lot of eyes

I tend to avoid flashing lights, they don't cause me pain but they're really annoying

If I should start tagging stuff as warnings just ask <3 I might not be amazing at it but I'll try

SOME STUFF IM INTERESTED IN

Wings of fire*

Will wood*

Warrior cats*

Wander over yonder

Lemon demon*

Animaniacs

Ride the cyclone

Hamilton

The beetlejuice musical

The Jekyll and Hyde musical*

Tally hall

Miracle musical

Jack stauber

Lackadaisy

Gravity falls

Across the spider-verse

Birds (mainly birds of prey)

Sea Creatures

Bugs

animals that people find scary in general

Fossils

history

Space

Rats

My chemical romance*

The owl house

The strange case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde*

The glass scientists*

The Magnus Archives*

A bunch of other things

*starred interests are ones I mainly post about*

MUSIC

MY TAGS

MY ART POSTS

#creature draws : this one has my art!

#creatures neon dragons : this one has some simple brightly colored sketches of dragons on a black background (im not sure I'm continuing this, all posts here are old)

#super cool art : other peoples art that I reblog

#creatures comic collection: comics that I reblog, I will still also put comics in the art tag

MY TEXT POSTS

#creatures ted-talks / #creatures ted talks : these have my text posts, stuff where I talk (I don't do so very often)

#creature answers : this one has my answers to asks and responses to tags

MY REBLOG STUFF

#creature rambles In someone else's post : self explanatory, I talk in someone else's post

#very important post (vip) : this one has posts I find important, nowadays I stick to things with helpful links

#creatures faves : posts I really like

#creatures faves² : posts I really really like

#creatures saved files : this one has things I want to save for later

#creatures saved files art edition : art tips and color palettes I wanna save

INTERESTS

#wee woo : will wood related stuff

#silly music people doing silly things : other musician related stuff (where you'll find lemon demon and mcr posts grouped together, yaaayy!!)

#casualdejekyll and formaldehyde : Jekyll and Hyde related stuff

#Normal British archives : The Magnus Archives related stuff

#wof of fire : wings of fire related stuff

#warrior kitty cats : warrior cats related stuff

(edit 2/20/24 THEY TOOK THE YELLOW TEXT AWAY WHAT THE FUCK)

Any now for a collection of blinkies and banners (credits in tags)

HERE'S MY PRONOUNS PAGE, THIS HAS MY NAMES, PRONOUNS, WHAT WORDS YOU SHOULD CALL ME, AND OTHER QUEER STUFF

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[kyuriin-chan]

Tyler Galpin x OC

Chapter 4

Word Count: 1.390

POV Tyler

Annoyed, I sat in Headmistress Galdorne's office and fixed my gaze on one of her many bookshelves.

Today a certain Dr.  Moore arrived to help me with my Hyde. I was a little excited, but this excitement was drowned out by tension and finally a headache.

Galdorne spoke highly of him, but I found it hard to trust people just like that. After Laurel Gates, there was no way I wanted to be forced into a covenant again.

I hoped this doctor could teach me to control my Hyde. Headmistress Galdorne hadn't told me whether he knew about the serum, or how it would affect my request.

So I sat in her study and waited for her arrival.

There should also be a newcomer, Enid had spread, but not much was known about her. It didn't interest me much either. Maybe I could focus on things like that once I got my Hyde under control and didn't feel so weak anymore.

For a brief moment my thoughts drifted to the melodic voice I always heard in my dreams. Would I really recognize her if I saw her?

My thoughts were interrupted when I heard loud heels in the hallway to Galdorne's study. A short time later the door opened and she entered the room.

"I'm glad you're here Tyler! Dr. Moore will be here to attend to you soon", she said cheerfully, waving me over.

I got up tense and followed her through the many corridors. She stopped in front of a door and entered the room with me. An empty classroom emerged and she turned back to me.

"You can have a seat here and I'll bring Dr. Moore to you as soon as possible", she explained and was then out the door again. I sat down in the empty chair in front of the desk and waited. A little hope spread through me and I sat up straight.

Not a second later the door opened and a man with a long coat entered the room. He seemed to be still talking to Headmistress Galdorne and then closed the door.

His gaze wandered in my direction, revealing the kind face of a man with longer, gray hair.

"Tyler right?", he asked with a smile and offered a hand. I took it hesitantly and just said, "Yes, and you must be Dr. Moore then?" He nodded happily and sat down across from me at the desk.

"Headmistress Galdorne has already told me a few things about you", he began, now looking at me directly, "she also mentioned that you take the Lunanekra-serum, can you describe to me what you have already seen in your dreams?", he added and looked at me with interest.

I cleared my throat hesitantly, "I couldn't see much. Everything was very blurry and I could only hear one voice clearly." I decided to be as honest as I could and hoped he could really help me.

He nodded understandingly and pulled a small folder from his pocket, which I must have overlooked when he arrived.

"I come from a long generation of Hydes and I've learned a lot. Do you have any questions?", he asked sincerely and my tension eased a bit.

I looked down at the table in thought, "Didn't the serum work for me? Headmistress Galdorne said it would help, but I still know nothing specific," I ground out, a little afraid of his assessment.

"Don't worry, unfortunately the serum doesn't have a strong effect and can never produce precise images that you can make something out of immediately," he explained and tension fell off my shoulders immediately.

"The serum causes your Hyde to be pushed back, which was a good decision at the time, but isn't a good solution for the long term", he replied thoughtfully and looked at me a little more seriously.

"Following your unusual awakening, your Hyde is craving a strong connection based on trust and now that your Hyde has become aware of your mate it will be harder to resist that urge", continued Dr.  Moore and wrote something in his file.

"Do I have to make a connection? Can't I Control my Hyde without one?" I asked quickly and looked at him hopefully. Thoughtfully, Dr.  Moore looked straight at me again and rubbed his chin.

"The timing of a connection can be deferred, but a Hyde cannot be without a one. In your case, it would be wise to find your match", he concluded, continuing to look at me.

I looked at him and nodded, but I was a little happy about his message.

"A counterpart...how's that? Do I notice that even though I'm using the serum to inhibit?", I asked interested, hoping that wasn't a slightly too personal question.

"Don't be embarrassed, a perfectly valid question", began Dr.  Moore and looked at me relaxed, "A match is special and despite the serum, your Hyde will prevail to keep your match safe. You will form a strong bond, particularly one based on trust", he finished and kept looking at me.

Finally, a slight smile crept onto my lips and I murmured under my breath, "that sounds nice", to myself.

A soft knock was heard and the door opened slowly. In walked a young girl with long blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes.

"Hey Dad, do you have a minute, or would you prefer later?", she asked, her voice instantly recognizable to me.

I started sweating and my hands clutched the arms of the chair I was sitting in. I felt my Hyde wanting to take control and tried everything to stop the process.

The blond girl looked at me a bit confused and said something to Dr.  Moore, which I already didn't geht thanks to my Hyde.

Only one thing shot through my head: Mine!

I couldn't stop my Hyde and ended up transforming. After months of pushing back, my Hyde took complete control again.

I closed my eyes and inhaled a lovely scent that led me straight to the young woman.

She looked at me wide-eyed and slowly looked at Dr.  Moore, who motioned for her not to move with an outstretched hand. A desire burned within me that I had never felt before in my life.

I couldn't look at her much longer, however, when my reflection appeared next to her and hissed at me. I glared back and forth between the other Hyde and my counterpart.

We looked at each other and finally came to an agreement. He looked at the blonde girl and nudged her forward.

"Micah!", she yelled slightly angry and looked at me a bit scared again.

"Dad, what is all of this about?", she asked softly and looked at Dr.  Moore, who was probably her father.

"Calm down Phina, it looks like you're Tyler's counterpart", he said softly, still looking at her.

She looked back at me and swallowed hard. Slowly she took a step towards me and held out her hand.

POV Seraphina

I had to swallow hard at the sudden information.

And here normal life sais goodbye, I thought ironically and looked at the big Hyde.

I took a step towards him and held out my hand.

Don't panic now!

I looked into his eyes for the first time and sank into the green that indicated his human eye color. At that very moment I knew what my mother was always talking about. I could feel a deep connection and lost myself in his gaze.

He leaned down to me and I could almost feel him impatiently waiting for my touch. I gently touched his forehead like I had my brothers and he immediately closed his eyes.

He leaned towards me and inhaled my scent. I also closed my eyes and enjoyed his closeness. All my doubts were completely forgotten and I could feel his affection.

I was so engrossed in the feeling he was conveying to me that I didn't realize how he looked back at me and suddenly grabbed me.

My eyes widened in confusion and I had to stifle a small scream when I realized that he had grabbed me. I held onto him a bit anxiously, hoping he wouldn't let me fall.

Suddenly he sprinted out of the room and pulled me, pressed tightly against his body, with him.

[bonnixd]

It is time

Summary: You got the information you wanted. However, the old sheriff is also looking for his son. Who will find him first and why will mr. Galpin find his son at all?

It's 8:00 p.m. You're at your writing and reading through Tyler Galpin's file. Your roommate Ajax still seems to be with his girlfriend Enid. You keep looking over your shoulder at the door. After last night's event, you feel like you're being watched the whole time. "burlington" you mumble to yourself. You look out the window and think hard. Why exactly is he being held in the next town from Jericho? Your thoughts are snapped when you hear a cello. You get up and go to the balcony. As you stand on the balcony, you notice that the melody is coming from below. You look down and there she is...Wednesday. While you're listening to the melody you don't even realize you're staring at her the whole time. When she finishes, she looks up and sees you. You were only scared for a few minutes, it felt like hours to you. When Enid came out, Wednesday broke eye contact and looked at Enid. You took the chance and quickly went back inside. When you looked at the desk, you noticed something strange. Tyler Galpin's file was closed, but you're of the opinion that you didn't close it. You look at the door that was closed. You don't move a meter, you try to hear the smallest sounds. When you couldn't hear anything suspicious, you move very slowly to your bed. You slowly take your phone out of your pocket. With a jerk you lie down, turn on the flashlight and shine a light under the bed. Nothing, but you heard footsteps on the way to your dorm. You get up quickly and run to your desk. You take Tyler's file and tuck it under your bed just as Ajax walks in. "Hello Y/N". He gave you a quick wave as he lay in bed. He looked pretty knocked out. "did you actually take off this mask originally?" he asks you. You look at him, "why do you want to know that" you ask him. "Because I'm interested," he replied with a smile. You're still looking at him, "Yes, to eat and drink. Actually whenever I'm sure that nobody is around".He looked at you in amazement, "Is there anything dangerous on your face that could hurt others". "No, I just don't like showing my face," you said as you lay down. You noticed that Ajax was still looking at you but after a short while he turned around "good night y/n" he said sleepily. "Good night...Ajax" you said slowly. You thought about it for a moment when you closed your eyes and fell asleep

You wake up sleepy. The night was like any other, you're still plagued by nightmares about your past. You look at the clock and see that you overslept, which also explains why Ajax is already gone. You get up and make your way to the first lesson. As you sit in class, you think about how to kidnap Tyler from prison. Because he is a hyde, he is guarded even more than others. You look to the side where wednesday is sitting. For some reason it makes you feel like you've never had before. "Do you like her?" Xavier asked next to you, grinning. "Why do you ask?" you asked while writing something in your notebook. "I just noticed that you looked at her for quite a long time." "hmm" you just replied, the lesson was over pretty quickly. And soon it's time to put your plan into action.

So I hope you like my first written chapter. This is my first time and I look forward to your criticism. And sorry for my bad english, english is not my main language. I hope you like it anyway. Have a nice day :)

[blackicek1lls]

Fit the Ninth - THE SEEKER WHO KEEPS

Made for my philosophy course in college. It was a creative writing assignment and I chose the option of putting a new character in The Hunting of the Snark by Lewis Carroll. Probably should read that to understand this.

"I am but a Seeker who seeks," the Seeker cries to her crew, abashed with ragged breath and pale faces round like the moon. "I am a Seeker who seeks, and there is nothing of it."

"If you are a Seeker, then our Snark must be a Hider," the Bellman retorts, his bell rattling like a cow, like a cat who had spent too many smiles sneaking around.

"Right you are, my dear Bellman," the Seeker speaks, and her green veil falls like the crew flying off the boat, and unlike the crying waterfall she stands before. She pulls back, pulls back like she's late to the party, when she had been there, been there when the Baker disappeared when he found the– "If it may be a Hider, then I may be the Seeker. Surely you must know what it must take to be Mr. Seek to seek Mr. Hyde."

The Billiard-maker scoffs, aiming his cues and clacking the balls like glasses of whiskey, fragrant but bitter. A bitter-maker. "Had that book been out yet by now, I would break my billiards and eat them like porridge."

"And what does time have to do with the timing of our tale?" the maker of Bonnets and Hoods declares, "What of this tale does it say we must make time for a book yet to be writ, when it has been writ when it ought to be writ?"

"I dare say," says the Butcher.

"My dear!" cries the Beaver.

"What of this hiding and seeking have to do with our dear comrade?" the Broker berates, who still counts the coins of their goods, goods that did nothing of the sort for the source of their ire.

"Enough, enough!" the Seeker yells, yells enough to drown the waterfall cries. "Enough with your dilly-dallying, your idling and flouncing! We have a Snark to seek, and I am a Seeker who dare seeks the unSeeked!"

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"I have my doubts, my withholdings and concerns. I have my reservations and fears. I have my worries, my lectures, my turns. Yes, I'd rather be nursing a beer."

"Oh nurse your beer like the child you lack, we've nothing of the sort to reserve!" The Seeker merely glares at the Barrister rote, whose dreamy disposition was unperturbed. "We have not the time to waste with our haste, the dawn of the light is drawing closed. And place down your dreams and finicky things, if you want to find our friend still posed."

"Why are you rhyming?" the Butcher asks, the rhythm of the tone being clear. "Well, look at that, how! Look, I'm doing that now! How odd and how queer to read here."

"Look nothing to it, Butcher, look here mine friend. We are here for one and one thing to end." The Seeker grabs the Butcher by the face so violently such that he felt his head from his body nearly rend. "You are to search the isle, the map of which is to be the make that read. You are to search and search for a friend, you see, and you must take his warning to heed. In Hebrew, in Dutch, in German, in Greek, you are to search until the peak! I myself will watch as you search, as I seek the same as you. I will seek and seek until I drop dead, then I'll rise again and make do!"

"Surely you do not mean to say," the Beaver trails off, making his lace, "that we will be searching until sleeps the day!"

"Surely I do!" exclaims the Seeker, her green attire flowing wild. "I'll make you search and I seek while we all find that Snark until we fall six feet under, single file!"

"You're mad!" yells the Barrister.

"You're uncouth!" cries the Banker.

"Say what you will," the Seeker sighs, "I've all heard the same from my youth."

"Stop your yapping and your bossing and your jossing," the Bellman interrupts. "Stop your rambling and gambling and your flossing. Your noises, I've had enough!"

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The first to go, with fear from the Butcher no doubt, was the Beaver making his lace, without a shout. And the Butcher distraught, his crying fraught, that his dear friend's search was for naught. The Seeker, she stares at the friend now alone, and her face is not of pity, though it's not like that had been shone. 

"You heard me once, when I grabbed your face clear, you are to search the isle. Now leave your friend here."

"You've lost all sense, all manner and pity. To think that you were the best Seeker of the city! We've now lost not one, but two of our friends! And now you ask me to leave them all to fend? I cannot endure this notion once more, and I will be at the base of the shore–"

The Seeker turns away and looks back at where the Butcher spoke, but the rest find nothing of the blabbering bloke. The Seeker's veil shimmers like a trick of the light, yet she still presses for, though still begs the night.

"What a waste of the world, those two friends are now gone. Now chop chop, dealio, for we will still search till Dawn."

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"You've gone mad," the Bellman whispers, his bell with no tongue to blare. "You've gone mad, my dear Seeker. There is nothing to search for in there."

"Nonsense! All lies! I'll have nothing of the sort!" The Seeker is hysterical, alone, and rogue; the Bellman was her only court. "So what if there is only us? So what if there is no one but us? I am a Seeker who seeks the unSeeked, so this action is a must!"

"The Baker is gone, so's the Beaver and Butcher, godbless. There went the Barrister and Billiards-maker, the Banker no less. The maker of Bonnets and Hoods and the Broker have broke. By now, the one set us out to sea and the Jubjubs have gone to soak."

A rustle, a thrustle, a tussle of leaves, and the Seeker perks up whilst her friend's left bereaved.

"You hear that, dear? That rumbling sound? That is a Snark afoot, and I will not leave it bound." The Seeker runs off into the shivering brush; she runs off too fast, too far in a rush. And what she finds at the end leaves her nothing but joy, but in the middle of that clearing, no doubt not a ploy.

"Yes, a Snark!" the Seeker yells, her excitement leap and bounds. "A Snark that I have been seeking for months! A Snark that I've found!"

She grabs the face of what is supposedly a Snark, her grin shining ear to ear. And then she recoils, in shock and in horror, as the truth had been revealed. In her aged veil, her willowing hair, her eyes enshadowed growing wide, the Seeker had sought what was really not a Snark to be hunted and to be tried.

"You're a Boo–" she blurts and the words fall curt, as nothing then stands in her place. The Bellman then looks and then his head shook, as his body turns his pale face. There was nothing to gain and nothing to see, for all that they found did not bring them their glee. That Snark was a Boojum again and again, and Bellman did nothing but flee.