#flash is Sonic's ex

[thebuginthecornerofyourroom]

*Kill Bill Sirens*

[reign-life]

The Lacey and Sonic the Hedgehog crossover, Skateboard Mania, is looking a little weird

[razmerry]

AS USUAL I'M RIGHT ABOUT EVERYTHING

[spooky-scary-hedgies]

Blue, blue

[false-savior]

i think I much prefer el pendrive azul over the og sonic exe 2011 creepypasta

Apparently EPA came before JC sonic exe and were both coincidences of have bloody eyed sonic on a monitor

unlike JC's creepypasta, EPA was originally in spanish and focused on a countdown before death

we all know the og sonic.exe creepypasta and it is bad

I just think EPA is a lot better in terms of quality in writing

the victim survives before the countdown ends

OG sonic.exe was created by a pedo and even was accused of copying EPA when it was discovered

You can read a translated version of el pendrive azul online

[gofancyninjaworld]

If this happened next chapter, I would legit laugh. Of course, if Void sees an opportunity... it'd not be funny long

...he hasn't seen his son for a while

[the-daiz]

When you’re sick | One punch man

Synopsis; How the one punch men would act when you’re bed ridden

genre: fluff, hc

Characters: Saitama, Genos, Speed-o’-sound sonic, flashy flash, Zombieman, Garou

side note; My… my hands… wont… stop typing… save me…. I’m gonna hibernate after this post

SAITAMA

Shockingly takes very good care of you

he’s a mundane guy that lives alone and needs to take care of himself, so I’d assume he’s gotten his fair share of sick days

He’ll be softer and more careful with his words

He lets you huddle up in his futon, even if he’s a little annoyed cuz now he needs to find somewhere else to sleep,

he still wants you to be close to him so he can look out for you

makes you lotssss of tea and warm meals

and bananas! (Saitama loves bananas)

he knows all the foods to avoid when you’re sick, ex: eggs

he’ll probably spend most of his day sitting next to you while he watches tv or talks to you about something

doesn’t leave the house to do any hero work so he can stay by your side

like I said before, he takes veryyy good care of you until you feel better

GENOS

oh gets really worried

a little bit frantic even, but he doesn’t let it show

does a shit ton of research about your illness/symptoms and how to take care of it

Consults dr kuseno

who of course gives him a lot of advice

he’s hella dotting

Like fr he doesn’t leave your side

despite being an S-class hero, unless its an absolute emergency, he DOES NOT LEAVE YOUR SIDE

Will make sure you take your medication exactly on time

Prepares gourmet type meals for you

Also expect a lot of broth, soup etc etc

Will offer you any form of physical affection you want. Since he’s a cyborg he doesn’t get sick, so will cuddle you all day without complaints if thats what you’d like

He’s constantly checking up on, his cool metal hand pressed gently on your forehead while his mechanic eyes inspect your frame, a small frown etched on his temple.

he’s so cute kms

SPEED OF SOUND SONIC

He knows how to take care of you

he’s gotten sick PLENTY of times, it never lasted long though because his immune system is simply goated

That being said, he’s very… awkward?

he’s concerned and worried, don’t get me wrong, but he’ll probably try to hide it

His words won’t reassure you much but his actions will!

He’ll drop off supplies like medication, food, herbs, or anything else you need, whether you mention it or he decides you need it anyway.

he’ll check up on you a lot, and he’ll try to stay nearby to make sure your safe

but honestly, you having to rely on him when you’re vulnerable makes him feel prideful

he doesn’t admit it, but he kind of likes having you sick, just a tinsy bit

FLASHY FLASH

Oh god

of course he’s terribly worried about you

very aloof about it though

I’ll start with the cons: He’s sort of emotionally distant, and offers very little emotional support, and he won’t try sticking by your side as often as the other characters

Now that that’s out of the way,

He does make sure you have everything you need, and if he’s not with you, probably because he’s doing some hero work, he’ll text you or call very occasionally to ask how you’re doing and if you need anything

If you do mention that you’re feeling worse, he’ll be right by your side in an instant

ZOMBIEMAN

He’s very down-to-earth and calm about it

He won’t fuss over it or worry too much in the slightest

He’ll take good care of you, bringing you meals in bed, drink lots of fluids and getting enough rest

he’ll focus on making you as comfortable as possible too

He’ll leave for hero work every once in awhile, thats unless you’re really sick, then he’ll stay rooted beside you without another word

He’ll spend a lot of time just sitting or laying next to you. If you’re uncomfortably hot and would probably not want him to sleep beside you, he’ll sit on a chair and quietly hold your hand.

If you want him to talk, he’ll talk, and if you don’t, he’ll sit wordlessly without complaints.

he’ll probably crack a joke here or there if the mood is too damp

also, he’ll offer lots of forehead kissess

GAROU

He’s a little rough around the edges, but he’s got the spirit! 😍😍

this lone wolf isn’t used to taking care of people, let alone himself

He’ll probably tell you to just walk it off, but his protective instincts will kick in anyway

he’ll try to stay by your side as much as possible

he’ll grumble and act like he’s annoyed, but he really isn’t

he’s a little harsh, probably giving you some weird motivation like “what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger” or smth

he’s genuinely concerned for you though, just be patient with him, he’s trying

[cipheramnesia]

Graft

In my rest time between one novel and the next I'm enjoying myself making a little spun sugar story about a cyberpunk pussy heist. It's meandering and heavy on imaginary slang but it's fun for me so here is the first half or third or so of it

First thing DeeDee noticed, her usual morning orgasm, or "morgasm," hadn't gone off.

She was late, and splashers crowded her A/V specs, screaming flashing neon yellow red blue promises, 10 water rat guaranteed each spin, stop here twenty percent off premium-vu, act now to get free oxy-sub, plus about fifteen past due blasters for her leg mods, dayclix, manudex upgrade, face plate, other parts. She could see a narrow sliver of her room through the MAds, and she had a scrips balance lockout from the cockout. Groaning with irritation, clawed her way off the cot to the 12-key hardline, unfolded her tongue socket and jammed the bcomp line in, clattering the set in frustration.

Half the blasters, most of the splashers dipped. She got back audio and waist downs and rolled. "Whoooo turned my hot shots off? Who left the wallEMP off!" Micro drones winged around the room popping ad spray and sonics, a few were clamped on her with other past due notes. "Water ration overdue, water ration exceeded" circled her biomech cat ears. Swatted a two or three, fell on the wall switch to jam on the Flyswatter. DeeDee figured a couple hundred overall went pop, trailed smoke down. Ad dust everywhere from the spray. One was on her face?

"I'm not best pleased!" she said to no one, expressing her displeasure. Swept dust and drone crumbs with her feet to space clear in her studio apartment slash office slash workspace slash bedroom slash kitchen, and crashed on the deskchair, slapping dpatches along her limbs and a compstik into her faceboard. "No hotshot no swatter, noncon facejacked?" She untangled her hair from the ecb-plugs on her face tech and grabbed her digiplate because she was slumming it, pouted while the scrips and drips that got dug into her software and hardware ate the big edit to the sky.

While she was waiting around for the MAds and spamware scan [MAdaSS], she finally got to look over the C-Clamp chastity boot locked to her pelvic slot with optional NoPro (tm) insert for prostate denial. "What's this horseshit, who did I fuck last night?" DeeDee did not know what horses were, she imagined they were a kind of bird. Pinged out for her custom built EX neurosynth neovag and got fuckall, which pissed her because the whole point was fuck all.

One by one her debuggers chirped, hopped onto her palm, drawered em, and slapped her basic as fuck face of the day on. Blessed she was with pristine sight of the world, not a nagnote or payscram in sight, just vext message notes, siggies, and a small alarm bell. "Shit, better get to work!"

Shoved cargo shorts over her cock locked personal pleasure slot, work boots, tanktop ("Asparagus for President" it said, from the infamous three way sudden death vote-off of '76), and jammed her comxcon into a free arm port before she flipped the sign to open at her door. "Gosh that was close, any customers?" She looked, a khakicollar dude held up a laptop plaintive, "My browser won't-" DeeDee slammed the door, "No customers! Another perfect day, hang up." Vext notes blinked aside for serious business now. She threw her shorts off. "Time to get outta this contraptamajig."

One angle grinder, one band saw blow torch, three axes, twelve hammers, and eighteen screwdrivers later DeeDee fucked her way through one after the other, even tried to plink the code. All this pouding and plethora of penetrarive pelvic parts frustrated her to rolling her bedsheets into her crotch and grinding on the best metal chastity could buy. She drooled all over her aching synthezized nerve spots, "fuck me I can't even cum, what's wrong with the world these days?"

Vexts, vexts, she clicked the note up it said: ANSWER YOUR CALLS and >:( >:( >:( >:(

The incoming piddy was the UNKNOWN ID scrap, she dropped a spam cage on it and replied 8===D~~~ GFYS and binned it mid-[... is typing]

Fuck fuckity fuck work, DeeDee needed some downtown deep sea diving. She climbed out the window, being more reliable than stairs or elevator. Nothing worked in the damn building except gravity.

Short and sweet broke beat sidewalk street, she hit so many concrete cracks, DeeDee figured the local maternity wards had to be a massacre. A couple dozen micros blasted ad spray and sonics, she flipped a bug zapper and swept em. Ads were going old school, nanoswarms warred over wallspace in constant barage of microsensors, hurling rainbow swirls that paced over the odd window and traffic signal promising six months free tubespace per dayclix.

ANSWER YOUR CALLS RIGHT NOW 😡😡😡😡

"Oh fancy fucks spending on the megs per pixel now?" DeeDee spamcanned again (GFYS) and freeloaded on a driverless with a buncha other local goons. "Hey ratbot, you headin to the VFW too?"

"It's a coffee barrr, Draftie," he replied. DeeDee called him ratbot because he was a planned obsolescence warbot with artificial intelligence generated by a rat brain daisy chain, real preschooler level tech these days but cheap and easy at the time and twice as disposable as a human soldier. "And for the last time my name is Wendell. Wendell Crawford."

She still didn't know why he had a Boston accent, the whole city had been totalled in the second Great Mega Pileup Traffic Jam six years before the manufacturer date on his tread guards. He called her Draftie because her legal name was Draft Dodger due to a mistake in one of her prison ID cards. "C'mon, it's Morca's."

"Ignore her, babe," Bobby, ratbot's partner, tugged him a fraction of an inch away on the driverless rooftop. Legally speaking Bobby was Wendell's owner because the corporate manufacture-state that made him refused to recognize his personhood. Morca's owner, SCREE Chirt-Chirt ascending EEE, had been helping with their legal battle, but they hadn't made much progress. Total bullshit, DeeDee thought but last big corplex suit against SCREE Chirt-Chirt ascending EEE made em keep her in life support parts forever, cleared out all mines from international waters, and her entire species were considered a recognized nation encompassing all oceans on Earth. Did great things for the environment, terrible for the war business.

They hopped at the block, batted some more ad spray and DeeDee knocked some local splashers with the hotshot, enjoyed watching ratbot snap micros in half with his plastic fingers, inhuman accuracy, "Still got it babe," said Bobby, hugging his blocky arms.

They pushed through the big, rocketproofed front doors under a blinking neon "Morcha Latte" sign, inside was all plastic and vulcanized rubber with DV light and fake windows to make the warehouse sized bunker building feel cozy. SCREE Chirt-Chirt ascending EEE claimed it was stress tested up to three directs from sunburst corebuster and who was going to argue with a two storey cyborg?

The overheads churned out the latest scrape40, whatever they were listening to at the bottom of the ocean, today DeeDee thought it sounded like angry plinko machines fighting while she caught lyrics she understood in bits and pieces, "Strangle me, strangle all my life, drag us through the silt and kill in the light," or something like that. She was a regular at Morca's because she got SCREE Chirt-Chirt ascending EEE all her jailbroken subscription free parts - sourcing and scouring unclocked mods and squids was her gig anyway. She dumped her ass into a rickety old carbon fiber woven chair between the door and the juke wall. A bunch of hipsters had early adopted save to disc memory uploads but went with vinyl to capture the true soul, now they spent all day slotted into the giant juke machine with impulse fed nerve endings bathed in chemically sterilized vats of coffee.

DeeDee unzipped her shorts and capped the chastity blocker. ARE U SEEING THIS? vexted to Portland. They knew all the high mods, probably could crack her case, she thought, right before let's just say a jolt, a singing high note, transported her from crotch to sternum then dropped her cold. Half a sec from climax, she looked around the room her digiplate all 0_0 not finding a shred of note, til the second song struck her off her seat and got her writhing on the rubber. Customers at the other tables lifted cups and rekeyed their MAdaSSes to tune her out.

"Hot pants!" she yelled, "Liar pants, falsehoods and flame!" Real old gen VR heads turned in annoyance as she pirouetted through tables and rattled silverware clung to the espresso countertop. Her legs kicked about in frustration as she got edged up and dropped. "H-hey Velllma, mind if I borrow the steamer a hot sec?"

"Sure DeeDee, you know you only gotta ask hun. Want-want s-some sug- Sorry, still got that old tick." Velma was a self-operated point of sale holodrone who DeeDee had jacked, glassed, and juiced to someone more independent for handling orders at Morca's, and she'd done a recent SRS download to her visual interface.

"You're the best Vel." Few seconds later DeeDee steamed her crotch full blast trying to bust herself free or bust herself off.

ANSWER YOUR CALLS NOW OR YOU'LL NEVER CUM AGAIN, BITCH

She slipped off the espresso machine and answered from the floor with her feet still resting against the countertop. "Who are you, and what was the safe word? Last night's a blur."

"No safeword. We have your cunt. Meet at the bench, corner of Morgan Stanley Park Avenue and Kern Holding Street. Alone, one hour."

It was one thing to jailbreak, but DeeDee knew her limits and line trace was one so she snagged and bagged the pins and held a little inside sacrifice to Portland, the premier polymath polycule who surgically interconnected their brains inside a single body to share one another for life. One bit of Portland code gold and she'd be swimming in pussy. "You're on the floor, DeeDee," reminded Velma.

"This is my thinking space, hush up while I ponder the infinite." She could a couple a SCREE Chirt-Chirt ascending EEE's legs pacing, shaking the floor, could catch a word back in the beyond warehouse room where a couple cracked up Kilowais were chattering out notation and legal docstacks for Flathead Ford. The Kilowais, KBW trademarked AI, were way old corpsec, patented and trademarked download of a heavy hitter bandsaw from his day, couldn't be pirated off the base personality unless they morally agreed to void their warranty, lots in the circ. Ford was SCREE Chirt-Chirt ascending EEE's lawyer, fighting the landslide for ratbot on the orca's tab.

PORTLAND WILL SEE YOU NOW, DeeDee flixed over from the viz to the vurt. "Are you still thinking dear?" Velma asked, pointedly moving her legs to start espresso dripping, DeeDee assumed the obvious silently as penance. "How's it hanging y'all, got any hot new brains to hook into the juice party?" Loaded upside down in the polygon pleather chair, Portland ran clix and adspace in a tasteful wall scroll, kind of an art to the exploit, less brute force than DeeDee's prefs, the smooth outer chassis for Portland said "I'm punching out in a minute."

They were an individualized amalgamation of three physical brains psychosurgically visected into one another, enabled to a custom body and lifetime committed to singulamory. "I'm cock locked out, Port, listen," DeeDee shoved two fingers to her mouth and slathered her togue along them for a sensiosync to the cursed crotch clamp. Portland's digits ghosted through the stats, pulled em and vexted. "What's the damage, how much and how soon?"

"Custom work, charming darling." Portland leaned their trilateral symmetric body back, waved away the middle and spread up DeeDee's alt, nerves and all. "Fused the long way up your spinal cord. Biolocked, meat stuff. Not our forte, darling, and you couldn't afford it if it was." Portland sighed, overcome with vaporous boredom. "Even if we knew the lockout, custom viropicks run more than your last ten years income, pussycat."

"Fuck my life, stay outta my taxes, gimme something at least." DeeDee yanked her slobbered fingers out.

"It's good work, better than you're ever worth, and I'd know - I sourced half your body."

"One third but whatever."

"The good news is, you'll probably not get spinal meningitis from the lockout, just don't leave it too long." DeeDee punched out and heaved a floor heavy sigh. "Guess I really better go make that meet, or I could desperately call everyone I know and owe." After desperately calling everyone she knew, DeeDee said, >:( to the ceiling, "I guess I'm going to the meet with these mysterious pussy theives. I spent good money on that cunt too!"

"How's that search going," Velma stood between DeeDee's legs and frothed artificially thickened protein strings for someone's café au lait.

"Velma... Velma, have I been karmically centered would you say? Have the scales of justice been tipped cruelly against me, the most innocent of girls? Would you walk on me for twenty bucks?"

So Velma kicked off her shoes but not even getting used as a doormat got her off the edge, then SCREE Chirt-Chirt ascending EEE looked through her office door.

"Velma, put your shoes on, DeeDee leave your shirt off and pay Velma another twenty." The average AlTrek 4X Infrantry Multiplier AC was rusting out in uninhabitable desert to the beat of radioactive decay, major outliers were in use for specialized valet parking and the life support framework for SCREE Chirt-Chirt ascending EEE, approximately 1/3 of an orca left over from an underwater mine in a corpwar trading route blow up.

No one argues with two tons of whale who already won a fight with the government and the major corptrade conglomerate general council strapped inside another 12 odd tons of mechanized power, DeeDee tucked her shirt behind her head and hoped someone around here appreciated her tits. >:0 "These are pristine, you jackoffs, classic CW models, OEM to spec!" She shoved them in the direction of the tables, no one looked.

"Dee." Flathead beckoned, DeeDee called to the beck and slashed backwards on a metal chair. "You're keyed up to vandal, girl. Listen, need a filter swap for my client. Upgrade the whole box if you can scratch it up, figure me?"

"Square it with me, Ford, my tits still hot?" (*´_`) She leaned way in, specced the side-eye from SCREE Chirt-Chirt ascending EEE through the tanktint windows, right figure whales are mammals too.

Flathead's oily eyes under that heavybrowed custom lawframe job in his skull slid along DeeDee, back to her digital pleading @_@ and shrugged. "You know I don't do organic."

"Fuck! I'm-" She pulled her shirt down. "I'm late, I'll hustle up a nextgen, usual rate."

"Sure sure. Clean it, client says this one makes everything taste like hot dogs."

"How's she know what a hot dog tastes like even where'd she get..." DeeDee vocalled on the downlow out the side office door, left ratbot and Bobby hankin paperwork in whatever new angle Ford was playing at. Color searing eyes blasted the world round her with sound again. Splasher and flasher swarmed the Mocra doors hungrily.

DeeDee swiped onto a delivery drone blowing down the sidewalk, vanished in a cloud of disintegrating adspray and splasher dust. Clix and spinners streaked her A/V edge while she fingerbanged the tamperfree(tm) deep into the loving waiting GPS and flushed it. Kern Holding halved the ad sprays, stuck her on a halfsec blind wait to cycle over the MAdaSS.

Didn't look half priced up over the viz, real park space and algea tanks, plastic green, trueviz rooftop boards and splashers all reigned in. Not many places scratched up enough to pay for gray but Kern and Morgan Stanely did. "Fuck where's this guy." Hustle and crowd pressed close round the bench powerbricks, all these droners worked virtual right on the walkway.

Coats slid up too personal in a curl, this guy has legs on legs and teeth like insect legs, curling open near DeeDee's whimsical cat-ear mods. "Let's private" it skittered those fine metal teeth to her mask glass, and made her go all >.<; with each word. "Whatever." She wrapped digits round multisegment hands and clasped private-public lines, perfect prophylactic for keeping conversing on the hush-hush without a fatal social disease.

"Why the cold brush, kittykat, doncha trust much," it thrummed in silk smooth inside sounds around the wire.

"Don't test my taps, snatcherino," she dropped an icicle hiss down the line. Hand in hand and out for a stroll through the walking workdead and high class bluemaroon adspray of the other side.

"Fair enough kitty, coulda had more playtime." It was wrapped up head to toe other than the segments in her hand and legs slipped in between bandages on its head. "Giving you a hot tip, fresh filter refurb, ex-corp sub and modded for ox, great deal for you. Free and install formatted."

"Real bargain bin I spec."

"No clones, no rebadge. I'll drop the pickup, all you do is courier like a good girl. No messing, no poking the drivers and wares, from your hands to the orca, and forget we talked. That's all." A ripple of excitement went through the walking workdead, furiously chattering through corp trades.

"Figure that filter's plenty safe. Figure that's why all the cloak n bullshit pussy snatching. Pure charity, no?"

"Trust, nothing's on your hands after this and you go back to nightly custom fingerbangs." Twenty insect legs curled around the cuff of its coat and withdrew.

"Might run this up a few contacts first."

"Might drop your filthy cunt in sulfuric acid if you do, clear enough."

"Distilled, fine, hit me with the deets."

Deet dusted, connect busted, DeeDee blew bowed kisses with fuck off finger flourishes while she walk backwards up an exec driverless, scuffing up the ten cent gloss on a two cent primer dip. Rolled with the high rollers through the Red Riser strip. She cut through the Whipping Whirlpool, high stakes operator she cut some autonomics for - head/body gamblers all got off on taking a chance on having their bodies wired in to fuck off enough debt to reattach their heads, double or nothing down to win a brand new model. Not a sale or soul DeeDee made, her personal opinion but no judgment. Slipped out the back door after a little slap and tickle pass through.

The back alley cut between WW and topline exec condoslugs, custom body stim tubes for a full home holistic virtual life, and the whole alley was packed with nimbyronment sentiels. Rained here so no one else got wet, wastecycle rats and sewer filters crowded up and down the black wet brick. DeeDee stepped live around the hyperaggro antipestation roachhives then out to the big blaze - adcolor burst wide round her as she hit the main road looking for drones and anthills.

No broker worth a salt shake missed out on bread crumbs and sugar crystals, and DeeDee doled em from her cargo pants pocket. Can't do acquisitions and void warranties without a big juiced net, a dropin with Guts was neg, hadda go pre-analog here full on prehistoric. Dime blaster swarmed each scrap, cheap motion sensitive, to small for spray. Rats bright and ready for fission snagged, but the bait made do and the march of Colony made its unerring path a bead of tiny black dots to DeeDee.

"Sweet sWeet sweEt bread Gluten carbo yeaSt verY Good sweet swEet yes." Couple hundred ants jeweled DeeDee's ears pretty as you please and twice as small. Colony sees all, knows all, lives everywhere, that singularly focused consciousness inside immeasurable ants. It all farmed belowground, and DeeDee got in the know when her mini-fridge busted.

No dropin, no line out, no unlink or download - just neko a horminga and her lips to Colony's ears.

[gofancyninjaworld]

OPM Manga chapters 195-6 Review

Right, let's do this. I had intended to review chapters 195 through 197, but if I want to write this to a usable length, I need to be a little more brief.

Summary

195

Man, what's a ninja gotta do to nurse his aching head in peace? No sooner does Sonic settle down for a nice sulk with a big bag of ice and water on his head than those two turkeys, Gale Wind and Hellfire Flame, pop up with the intention of attacking him. Before Sonic can do anything about them, they're taken out by two other ninjas who introduce themselves. They're followed swiftly by several others. Collectively, they're the Tenninto, and they plan to kill Blast and Flashy Flash and rule the world under the tutelage of That Man. They task Sonic with luring Flash out to this hiding place on the morrow so they can execute him. Then they vanish, leaving Sonic to think on their words.

Quite the collection!

Elsewhere, back at the Hero Association, we've met the great man himself. After his initial surprise, Saitama thanks Blast for getting him out of the hole, to which Blast replies that not only was it no bother, but Saitama's appearance had saved him the trouble of seeking him out. Saitama's remarkable strength had caught his eye.

Real recognise real.

Hearing that, Flash interjected that if Blast was interested in his disciple, then he'd have to take a number -- Saitama had a prior engagement. Saitama denies this, but before that goes anywhere, Sicchi jumps in to say that Blast has confirmed that he was the one who defeated Garou. Saitama replied that he really didn't remember, which set Sicchi off on a rant about how imperative it was for him to remember. As Saitama continues not to get it, we are treated to a flashback of the conversation between Sicchi and Blast.

Without a doubt, the Earth had been in trouble, Blast told Sicchi. However, he had no idea how strong Saitama really was: it appeared unfathomable. While they did need to find out what Saitama's deal was, he did not seem like a bad guy, so he could just be left at liberty for now. This was a relief to Sicchi as he was sure that Genos would turn him into an ashtray if he laid a finger on Saitama. More pressingly, was the end of this monster Association trouble and Garou the aversion of the prophesized crisis?

Fathoming Saitama? Good luck with that!

Not even close, Blast said. Worse was yet to come.

By the pricking of my thumbs, something evil this way comes. Like my ex.

196

We carry on right where we left off. Flashy Flash is tired of talking about his disciple and asks Blast to talk to him about God. Blast looks at Flashy for a moment. He then tells the ninja to forget about fighting god, for he would surely die. Flashy Flash doesn't take this line down. He wants, no needs, to chop God up with his sword. Saitama unwisely asks why, and we're treated to a flashback.

Go home, kid. This isn't your bag. That's what Blast wants to say.

Flashy Flash recounts how, in the Village he had been raised in, he and his friend (he doesn't mention Sonic by name) encountered a cube and the village leader, who had been entombed in a recovery capsule. Flashy Flash surmises that 'That Man' was granted Power by God, and thus, the Village was a faculty to turn out minions for God under the guise of running a first-class school for assassins.

Flashy Flash doing his best Inspector Closeau impression.

Blast doesn't applaud his powers of deduction, but what he says next jibes with it. 'That Man' is his partner, named Empty Void. They had been searching for cubes together, and he had been seduced by God. Blast felt responsible for failing to stop him and regretted the young lives lost in the village as well as their many victims. It was his problem to solve.

So you let him get away? Flashy Flash asked.

Blast winced but explained that he'd been able to wound him severely.

Awfully specific number, no? It's almost like he knows something...

So you let him get away, Flashy Flash states, adding that Blast's softness was unfitting for the top hero. Never mind, he would find God himself, he said, squaring up to Blast.

Saitama breaks the tension by asking Blast what he wants to do with his partner. Just then, over a tannoy, there is an announcement that experimental procedure preparations were complete. Blasts invite Saitama and Flashy Flash to watch. Below them, three monsters -- ex-martial artists from the Super Fight -- were strapped upright to boards. As they watched, the monsters were blasted with powerful electric shocks, causing them to scream and writhe in agony. The experiment was stopped to avoid killing the monsters, and they collapsed limply on being released from their restraints.

You could call this a tense situation.

A failure, Flashy Flash says. Just then, one of the monsters, Hamukichi, crawls back and straps himself in, asking for the procedure to continue. He couldn't face the children at the dojo like this. The shocks recommence, and while he can't take it for long, it seems that the separation of the monster cells has begun.

If you're a believer in redemption through pain, then demonsterization through extensive electric shocks definitely qualifies.

Sicchi noted that it corroborated what Bang had reported, that demonsterization depended on the will of the person. Flashy Flash thanks for a moment and adds that this is a very risky experiment. Could Void even be captured alive?

Just then, something catches Blast's attention. Shouting 'oh no!', he smashes his fists together. Outside, the Hero Association building is surrounded by a bubble of light and Pops out of existence. Clouds swirl around it as air rushes in to fill the sudden void. Suddenly, the ground is torn up by multiple slashes, and crevasses open up. Once the attack passes, the building pops back into existence. On top of the building, another light bubble appeared and disgorged blast, Saitama, Flash, Manako, and Sicchi.

Now you see it, now you don't.

Everyone looks around in shock other than Saitama, who is merely mildly interested, and Blast, who is unsurprised. This is Void's dimensional slash, he explains to the others. Looks like Void is fully recovered now.

Do you think you can win? Saitama asks Blast. Well, I do have some ideas, and I haven't been doing nothing in the interim.

Cocky or quietly confident? Only more chapters will tell!

Meta below the cut.

Meta

You expect an artist not to draw?

I don't need to rack my mind too hard as to why these chapters have been revised. For 195, having Blast and Saitama not recognising each other despite Blast having gotten the latter out of a hole was weird, and it was a bit of a missed opportunity if Sicchi had not asked Blast for his version of events. For 196, I'm no fly on the wall, but the idea of Murata penning a page full of words from a dying ninja hyping up the Village Leader without evidence probably did not sit right with him. If he's so amazing, let me SHOW IT! And boy howdy has ONE delivered a storyboard to fit. It's as ONE has said in an interview elsewhere, the nice thing about working with talented artists is that you can do more with your story.

Saved for later

We may have lost the story of how Manako was derived from Psykos, but we still have the allusion to it in her declaring herself as never having been human. It may return someday. Very little is wasted; things are mostly repurposed.

Humility comes hardest of all

Today has been another good day for Flashy Flash getting shook. He went with the intention of teaching Saitama a thing or two, but it hasn't quite gone to plan. Not only has he been rudely reminded of how weak he is compared to Saitama, but the minion of the God he wishes to slash up has turned out to have a power that he cannot begin to comprehend, much less oppose. Will he be humble? Not a chance!

Maybe this slashing God up plan could do with some revision...

In contrast, Saitama is as unruffled as ever. His only irritation at this juncture has been getting a long story when he didn't want one. Everything else is mildly interesting.

Yeah, I know I haven't named the ninjas. I will have to mention them later: they did introduce themselves, but we know that they're not long for this world.

Threads

On to more interesting things, then. I really have to say that I love how the long-running themes, some of which had seemed to be throw-away devices, are now coming back into play. Take the martial artists for one. It would have been absolutely fine if we didn't know anything about what happened to them: being monsters, we would presume them killed. So it's really interesting to see that at least three of them have been captured alive and are being experimented on with the objective of turning them back into people, seeing as they didn't originally want to become monsters but were coerced into doing so.

It's also very interesting to me that another throwaway, which was the people who Super S had captured and tried to brainwash into becoming monsters, all reverted to being human again after Bang knocked her out. It seems that his report has been critical in giving the Hero Association the idea that it was worth trying to reverse (at least some cases of) monsterization instead of just killing monsters or using them as pets or other inhumane things, like weapons practice.

I really thought those monsters were dead back then. Good to see they've got some value.

Multi-dimensional fuckery

Not so long-running, but equally important, Blast and Saitama have recognized each other. It would have been strange for Blast to have no idea of how strong Saitama really was. The fact that he has learned something about this means that the story is likely to take some more interesting twists and turns. It is also good to see that the secret meeting regarding god continues to yield results. I suspect that the only reason Sicchi discussed Saitama with Blast was Genos's unbelievable story. Seeing that some of it has been corroborated is good to see. Other things haven't been left to hang as long: the ongoing threat of the prophecy is still alive and well, as Void's attack shows. The ability to attack from another dimension is a terrifying one. Weapons can appear anywhere, even within oneself, and there is no such thing as being hidden, at least not in a three-dimensional space. Garou may have gotten the power from God and learned how to make dimensional gates from Blast, but he didn't have the time to consider fully what he could really do with it; Void has had that time.

I know many people are impatient to see just how big a fight between Blast and Void can be, but all in good time. OPM is not necessarily about the fights, even though it can deliver on the spectacle when it wants to. More important than who punches Who and what fancy technique is used, the questions of how long Blast has known Void, how long he has known about the Village (some of those ninjas are in their fifties -- Void didn't start this place up just because of 'God'), and why he wants to save Void remain to be answered. I'm sure that some of those answers are not going to be edifying.

[amidst-wonderland]

ELIZABETH LANCE-WAYNE

REAL NAME : elizabeth lance-wayne FACE-CLAIM : olivia cooke MAIN ALIAS : siren OTHER ALIASES : starling ⭑ batgirl ⭑ black canary ⭑ crow ⭑ molly malone KEY RELATIVES : bruce wayne (father) ⭑ dinah lance (mother) ⭑ damian wayne, (half-brother) ⭑ olive west-wayne (daughter) ⭑ ronan west-wayne (son) AFFILIATION : batman family ⭑ justice league ⭑ birds of prey ⭑ teen titans ⭑ suicide squad ⭑ flash family ⭑ team arrow ⭑ wayne enterprises BASE OF OPERATIONS : gotham city ⭑ keystone ⭑ star city ⭑ new york city

ORIGIN & LIVING STATUS

ALIGNMENT : hero LIVING STATUS : alive, formerly deceased PLACE OF BIRTH : gotham city UNIVERSE : prime earth IDENTITY : secret CITIZENSHIP : american MARITAL STATUS : separated, it's complicated. OCCUPATION : wedding planner ⭑ socialite (former) ORIGIN : hereditary metagene obtained from mother, black canary. took on protégé role of starling as a child. CAUSE OF DEATH(S) one | killed by the joker after being stabbed with an electric rod during an arkham aslyum surveillance mission with robin and kid flash in an attempt to blow the island sky-high. two | shot by royal flush gang's queen during 'task force x' operation three | impaled by zoom in an act of revenge against flash iii four | beaten to death by 'death metal' alternative, screech in attempt to protect her children

SKILLS & ABILITIES

expert detective master martial artist and hand-to-hand combatant ultra-sonic scream (canary cry) enhanced strength and speed expert strategist, tactician and field commander trained gymnast espionage utilises high-tech equipment and weapons, such as her element adaptive mono-wire proficient archer sound immunity

RELATIONSHIPS / ASSOCIATIONS

marriage | wally west long-term | roy harper fling | adian cobblepot ⭑ joseph wilson

heroes | bruce wayne ⭑ dinah lance ⭑ wally west ⭑ zatanna zatara ⭑ barbara gordon ⭑ dick grayson ⭑ roy harper ⭑ donna troy ⭑ jason todd ⭑ tim drake ⭑ stephanie brown ⭑ cassandra cain ⭑ renee montoya villains | harley quinn ⭑ magpie ⭑ cupid ⭑ rainbow raider ⭑ royal flush gang ⭑ screech ⭑ mad hatter ⭑ catwoman ⭑ hazard ⭑ poison ivy ⭑ killer frost ⭑ joker ⭑ punchline ⭑ court of owls

MISC.

elizabeth was the batgirl to jason's robin and is arguably the closest with him, post resurrection.

after being stripped of her cowl again by bruce, elizabeth winds up babysitting 'task force x' with long-time friend, roy harper and dawning a new short-term alias, crow. the two find comfort in each-other within the band of belligerent criminals as ex-titans, roy after his split with jade and elizabeth longing for a love she doesn't even know she's forgotten.

she’s viewed as an almost modern day ‘daisy buchanan’ type figure in gotham for better or worse

elizabeth's wayne!persona feeds into the catty high-school popular girl, a little ditzy but applying where it counts. she's no valedictorian but fronting the cheer squad and the debate team whilst earning herself prom queen is no small feat (think torrance shipman) but unfortunately for her date and half the school's male populous, she's head-over-heels for nobody but keystone's cocky redhead with a heart of gold. post-gotham academy, she becomes a hilton-type party girl which doesn't go down well with wally.

even after their separation (in name only, these two would literally die for each-other) wally is still persistent that she keeps her flash button-pin on her person at all times, just in case. even after a fight, yet another break or just a storm-out he'll always be there when she needs him and he knows she's stubborn enough to only press it when she really needs him.

liz was a pretty taken aback by wally's reappearance. learning of a life she once had, the children she'd forgotten and unlike everyone else that accepted wally back almost immediately, liz was a little slower, much to wally's impatience.

she covers for her mother as black canary during league outings whilst dinah is on maternity leave, even keeping with the mantle when teaming up with wally when he returns to the flash role.

dinah and bruce were only briefly together, bruce hadn't even begun his career as batman and dinah was working part-time as a florist and club singer.

liz and dick are the same age.

all three of her costumes incorporate led lining, more-so her time as batgirl with the cowl, her batgirl colour-coding was black and sheer white, whilst starling had an ombre rainbow lining - similar to the bird and siren taking on both aspects with the black and white costume and rainbow led lights.

KEY ARCS / MOMENTS / STORYLINE

MATCHES (UNDER THE RED HOOD PREQUEL)

central characters | elizabeth lance-wayne (molly malone) ⭑ jason todd ⭑ tim drake ⭑ cassandra cain ⭑ selina kyle ⭑ adian cobblepot ⭑ oswald cobblepot ⭑ edward nygma ⭑ carmine falcone ⭑ dick grayson ⭑ barbara gordon

whilst batman is off-world with the justice league, the rest of his team have been tasked to protect gotham so newly returned elizabeth gets a whiff of a developing human trafficking ring, she swiftly adopts the 'molly malone' persona in order to infiltrate their operations and put a stop to it. however, she's met with some resistance from the city's newest mob-boss, the red hood.

notable beats

one | this is elizabeth's first solo operation in gotham since the batgirl mantle was taken from her and since she married childhood sweetheart wally west, who is currently off-world with bruce. two | selina helping elizabeth get into the spoilt mafia brat image with hair as big as her tits, heels as fake as her lips and leopard print dress peaking above her ass. during this, cass watches on at the pseduo-mother / daughter moment, longing back to her own childhood. three | seducing oswald cobblepot's absolute meathead unit of a son, adian as malone's guard-dog boyfriend after 'spontaneously' meeting in gotham's 'my alibi' strip club with the promise of opening a brothel (refuge for victims), playing on his sycophantic eagerness to get impress / out-do his own father, mirroring elizabeth's own ambition. four | red hood interrupting her first meeting with the gotham rogues, removing their attention from her, to him. jason identifies liz immediately, being aware of the 'malone' schtick from bruce but decides to toy with her game-plan just to tick her off. five | jason overhears an argument between tim and liz ordering him and cass to back-off the op, he decides to stir the pot by ambushing the boy-wonder. six | elizabeth returns to her and wally's shared penthouse only to be confronted with the red hood confirming her identity as a wayne and poking at her marriage, "does west know you're hanging off penguin jr?" taunting her to press the alarm, knowing bruce and the scarlet-speeder would return seeing the mess she's made of the op, jason offers her a hand.

ROYAL ROULETTE (THE SUICIDE SQUAD) - breakdown to be added

below is just some fun i had after seeing the suicide squad, enjoy!

SNIPPET

“Joining you, Dubois will be two classified and undercover operatives with decades of field experience between them, though you may find their methods in comparison to your active teammates are rather passive.” Amanda Waller drags out as she walks the marksman through the bleak halls of the prison. “Both parties are, like you doing this with a certain level of willingness, but again like you, they have their own rather elusive baggage.”    Dubois continued to follow the woman into her office before being shown some very familiar inmates, one blond and the other ginger, who’d been a real pain in his-    “Arsenal. Speedy and Red Arrow all known aliases of former Green Arrow protégé, Roy Harper. I know you’re aware of Mr. Harper’s craft, but you may relax. He is your covert second-wave operative on this mission.”    “Does he know that?”    “He’s been warned, whether or not he wishes to push my buttons is entirely up to him.”    “Blondie here, is your problem.”    “That’s not Quinn, is it?”    “Far from, this is Siren. Meta-human.”    “Christ.”    “That’s a moot point a third of your team are meta-humans, but this one, used to be Batgirl.”    “Fuck off.”    “Watch that tongue.”    “I thought the Bats were good guys.”    “Yeah, well some of them have tendencies, including this one.”    “What’s she do?”    “Classified.”    “How’d you get her to agree?”    “Classified.”    “Does the Batman know?”    “He knows his daughter is doing covert work for me.”    “Ooh, lying to the cape-crusader is-“ Dubois furrowed his brows, “Did you say daughter?”    “That I did. Siren is a meta-human with enhanced strength, equipped with a Canary Cry that can shatter just about any form of glass within a two-mile radius. Her mother is Black Canary, her Step-father? Green Arrow and her husband is the fastest man alive,” Waller tensed, “Dubois, no matter what the circumstances may be, I do suggest that you and your team do not cross this woman, specifically Quinn.”    “What do the Gothamites have history?” he joked, although Waller did not reciprocate.    “You don’t spend five years as Batgirl without a run in with the Clown. Joker killed her brother, paralysed her teammate, and critically injured herself to the brink of death that she spent seven months in the ICU, all to enact a grand idea that involved blowing Arkham Island to bits.”    “What happened?”    “Two metal rods, and fifty-thousand volts. Folks said the scream could be heard from Metropolis.”    “How’s she not dead?”    “Rumour is Kid Flash was able to restart her heart.”    “So Quinn’s a sore-spot?”    “I don’t want them left alone, Siren won’t kill but Quinn would in retaliation, and I don’t want the job of explaining to Flash why his wife’s body was left in some South American jungle because of a psychotic jester who nearly killed her as a teenager.”    “The bomb threat?”    “As far as she's concerned, there isn't one.”    “Why?”    “Guess.” “What about Quinn?” “Quinn’s quick and unpredictable, Siren could be dead before I hit the button. They’ve known each other for a decade - know how to make each other tick therefore it is your job to make sure they don’t."    “You want me to babysit two grown fucking women? If she’s this much of a hassle then what use is she to us?”    “Siren has trained with nothing but the best, she is a skilled, heavy hitting fighter, acrobat, tech genius, can speak four languages fluently – one of which you will need – and can be an excellent diversion when the moment calls for it. Her skill set is vital to the completion of this mission.”    “And yet Quinn?”    “Cannon fodder. She’s got more balls than any other man on your team.”

[boneskullravenriver]

I made a post before kinda talking about how I'm not really that much into doctor who anymore but I do still have merch from when I was. Figured I would show pictures of what I have, if y'all are interested. It's not an impressive collection but keep in mind I got these as gifts when I was a preteen, because you could not shut up 13 year old me about DW 😅

Some things not pictured (because I straight up either don't know where I put them, or I lost them years ago)

11th doctor sonic screw driver. I vividly remember getting this because it was from a store called Forbidden Planet and my eyes felt like they were going to pop out of my head because it was the first time 13 year old me had ever step foot in a "geeky" store.

Tardis book light (it had a clip that you put on top of the book) I got from a relative's ex years ago.

2014 calendar with peter capaldi's doctor on it. I think it's still somewhere in my closet but I legit can't find it.

(had to dig this one out of the back of the closet. Day of the Doctor poster. The top part is supposed to show all the main actors names but I couldn't get the poster to stay still, it kept rolling up lol)

Sorry for the flash. Classic era doctor who movie :). It's probably a bit hard to see with the flash but there's 1, 2, and 3.

Books! And an audio episode, classic doctor who 5th doctor era. I don't think I ever managed to listen to this for some reason. I think it's because for a while I didn't have a dvd player lol.

Also, that character encyclopedia is from around the 11th doctor era hence why he's on the cover. But it has pages in full color about monsters and creatures that have showed up both in classic doctor who and modern doctor who up until 11th doctor era.

[moonstonecanyon]

(06/13/2024.)

"Hey where did the Chaos Emeralds go"

Super Quick Man:

Loredrop and scalesona doodle under the cut:

^^^^^ I had Sonic Frontiers on the mind LOL

ALSO lore idea for the Quickman pic:

AU where Quick was able to become "Super Quick" but through the necessary sacrifices of his beloved linemates

He carries parts and pieces of his fallen linemates/partners in his new form. Ex: Air's boosters that enable him to fly, Metal’s red eyes that give him superior eyesight + accuracy, Flash's Time Stopper systems, etc.

Quick assumes this form to fight a much greater evil than Rock/Lightbots.... maybe a giant space alien robot truly...

He carries the Soul and the Memory of his beloved, cherished linemates with himself and his new power. He has lost EVERYTHING and now when he fights, he means business/is SERIOUS for once in his life. He has something important to fight for.

He misses everyone so much... there's a metaphorical hole in his heart where his best friends once were....

[pico-digital-studios]

Into, Across and Beyond! Scripting: Soffio di Vita

WARNING!: This post will assume that you've played, or at least seen, the entirely of the .EXE Saga by Oldum77 and/or read the accompanying story written with help from me and RockyBro10. If you haven't, there will be MAJOR spoilers for the aftermath of both of those, as well as a massive secret found in TS.EXE Remastered, here, so please do not proceed unless you've done that. If you wish to go forward anyway, please proceed with caution. You have been warned!

As a reminder, none of the scenes presented are canon to the original pieces, which includes the .EXE Saga.

Dimension TNL-2015 - Quill Society HQ -Two weeks following More than One Universe-

After getting a meeting call from Tekno, EV!Sonic, EV!Tails and LM!Sonic headed to the meeting chamber where Tekno was.

EV!Sonic: What's the issue, Tek?

Tekno: Very bad news, I'm afraid.

EV!Tails: What happened?

Tekno: I was monitoring Dimension OLD-2014, and... the monster causing trouble there pretty much wiped everything clean.

E-21 was trying to scan for anything remaining there.

EV!Sonic: Is there anything left of that set of dimensions, Elise?

E-21: Very barely. Respiro's destruction erased almost every fragment of them, and all that's left is some kind of fusion landscape.

EV!Sonic: Not good. I knew LM was adamant on letting things flow as they're intended to, but we need to see if there's any survivors left in that mess aside from the three warriors.

LM!Sonic: Honestly... I agree with you there, EV. Respiro deserved his destruction and erasure. Urgh, I hate that scourge...

Tekno: I'm detecting something. A couple of barely identifiable signals within what's left of OLD-2014. One of them sounds similar to OMT Mina, while the other...

EV!Sonic: We may need a small group to investigate what's left of the space and try to get whoever's still stuck there back out to safety.

Tekno: Right.

EV!Tails: Why don't we go together, Sonic? We could bring Cosmo along as well.

EV!Sonic: Buddy, I like the way you think. You sure you've got enough stamina for once we get in there?

EV!Tails: You got it!

LM!Sonic: I'll come, too. If anything, I want to make up for failing to save those from my own dimension.

EV!Sonic: Very well, LM.

Dimension OLD-2014 - ???????????????????????

A little later, the team arrived in the dimension, seeing how it was flat-out an amalgamation of various assets in its remaining state.

EV!Cosmo: Gosh... This place really does look a mess.

Zonic: Toy box components, furniture, Arabian architecture... Is this all floating here what's left of the dimensions?

EV!Tails: Sure looks like it, after what Respiro did. Doesn't really explain the whole object floating thingy, though. These don't even have a stable state to keep them bound, and there sure doesn't look like there's much safe ground here, considering how the collision's constantly shifting.

LM!Sonic: Are you detecting any survivors around here, Tails?

EV!Tails: I've picked up six signals, but... not all together. Three of them seem to be... corrupted. Good thing I brought my Data Restorer device on me.

EV!Sonic: Let's go check on the corrupted bunch first. They're gonna need our help.

EV!Tails and Zonic carried them down to where the broken data was, noticing some familiar silhouettes around where the data was trying to reconnect.

EV!Tails: Is that Amy there?

EV!Sonic: And Jasmine and Abu, too. Is this what became of them after Respiro's universal wipe?

LM!Sonic: Well, we'd better restore their data quickly.

EV!Tails: I'm on it!

Tails aimed his device at them, the flash rebuilding their code and restoring them to their old selves.

O77!Amy: H-Huh? Where...?

O77!Jasmine: What is this place?

EV!Sonic: You okay there?

O77!Amy (noticing EV!Sonic): Sonic!

She quickly ran into EV!Sonic's arms and hugged him close, quietly sobbing.

EV!Sonic: H-Hey. What's wrong?

O77!Amy: I... I wasn't strong enough, Sonic... I thought I could stop the t-thing possessing you, but...

EV!Tails: Easy there, Amy. You're safe now. Well, kinda.

She loosened the hug after a moment, wiping her tears and taking a moment to look at the Sonic before her.

O77!Amy: You're... not my Sonic, are you?

EV!Sonic: I'm afraid not, but we have come here to get you, Jasmine and Abu to safety.

O77!Amy (genuinely curious): Huh? Jasmine and Abu?

She looked back at the two foreigners.

O77!Jasmine: That's us!

O77!Abu: Hello!

O77!Amy: Oh! Nice to meet you two!

O77!Jasmine: How did we get into this... magical dimension, though? Last thing I remember, I got crushed under some debris from the palace.

EV!Sonic: Part of Respiro's act, guys.

O77!Amy: You... know the monster that corrupted my Sonic?

EV!Tails: Afraid so, Amy.

EV!Sonic: Your dimension was the last one he attacked, Amy, and after turning you into his servant after preying on your insecurities, he sent his new slaves to attack Jasmine's world, alongside the world where all the modern-day furniture's from.

Abu was in a thinking pose, trying to process what was going on.

O77!Jasmine: That must explain Aladdin's seeming "dream" before.

LM!Sonic: No wonder. That was when Respiro attempted to possess him, though he fought the scourge off the first time.

EV!Cosmo: Hang on... There's you guys from two of the affected dimensions, but... there's nobody present from the last of those three worlds.

O77!Amy: What was the other one? From what I recall hearing in my sealed mind, Respiro mentioned the first who opposed him was from plains of scorching sand, which is where Jasmine and Abu are from, while the other "adorned old western garb". But if the other's from Western heritage, I don't see much stuff related to it around here, except... maybe that cardboard box styled like a Western bank.

EV!Tails: Well, that's because he's a sentient toy, who, like those from the room where all this furniture came from, only came to life when humans weren't looking. He ended up being the second host of Respiro and used to slay the toys as a result of Woody's past jealousy against Buzz Lightyear.

O77!Amy: I still don't get it. How could Respiro even kill toys when they're not made of flesh and bone compared to us?

Zonic: It's because Respiro altered their reality to cheat that fundamental rule and allow him to gain power from the kills.

O77!Amy: Ah, right.

EV!Tails: Oh! Sorry to interrupt the conversation, but I've picked up the other three signals close by. They must be the three who stopped Respiro!

O77!Jasmine: Then we don't have much time to lose. Let's go find them!

Zonic shot a beam to the ground that formed a light bridge for the non-fliers to safely navigate together.

Zonic: That's our safe route through this realm. Everyone, let's get moving!

During their walk, EV!Tails was having a chat with O77!Amy about what had happened.

EV!Tails: Being under Respiro's grasp must've been scary, huh?

O77!Amy: Yeah... I guess it explains Sonic suddenly declaring that he hated me, which... was what drove me into depression...

EV!Tails: Hey, I know your Sonic would never have really hated you. I mean, he had your back the whole way before the disappearances started happening, right?

O77!Amy: Yeah, I guess so... Even after I died, I could still hear what was going on, and... I c-could hear myself trying to hurt Cream... I w-wanted to stop so badly, but I wasn't in c-control of myself...

EV!Tails: I can relate there, Amy...

O77!Amy: Y-You can?

EV!Tails: My dimension had to put up with facing three entities akin to Respiro. It felt like we were well and truly done for when... T-Toxinfect struck. He could've w-wiped out our entire universe if it wasn't f-for one of my best friends being a part of s-stopping him...

She comfortingly put her hand on EV!Tails's shoulder.

O77!Amy: Hey... What matters is that you managed to make it, and you found a way to bring us back, so it wasn't really all for nothing.

EV!Tails: Heh, I guess so.

O77!Amy: You know, since you and the other Sonics are from other dimensions... Did I get to be with Sonic in one of them?

EV!Tails: Well, I'd say so. I've seen quite a few where you and Sonic managed to tie the knot!

O77!Amy: Yes! Oh, that's made me feel better knowing my dreams still became a reality at least somewhere in the multiverse.

EV!Sonic: I can see them really close by. Let's pick up the pace!

At one area of the sub-world, the three warriors were having a small break.

O77!Woody: Alright, let's face the facts, guys! We're never getting out of here! The sanctuary Rovina provided us was all we had left, and now it's gone!

O77!Aladdin: T-There's gotta be a way back out, right?

O77!Woody: We've been trying to escape for what feels like years, and there's literally no concept of time here.

O77!Blaze: We'll figure it out one way or another, boys, even if we have to find a breach into a completely different universe to do it.

O77!Woody: How? All this? This is what's left of the "creator's" work! *sigh* Let's just close up shop. All we can do now is pray something happens, something good...

Blaze sighed glumly, sitting down on one of the huge drawers. However, she soon heard voices nearby.

EV!Cosmo: I can see them! This way!

O77!Blaze: Huh? Those voices...

O77!Aladdin: Could that be...?

Jasmine saw her lover there, and with Abu, she ran towards him.

O77!Jasmine: Aladdin!

O77!Aladdin: Jasmine! You're okay!

The two held each other in a longing embrace, with Abu joining in, happy to see his best friend again.

O77!Abu: Aladdin!

O77!Aladdin: Heh, it's great to see you too, Abu.

The others arrived, Amy noticing Blaze sitting down while despondant.

O77!Amy: Blaze? Is something wrong?

O77!Blaze: O-Oh! Amy! Are you alright? You look... different?

O77!Amy: I do?

EV!Sonic: Yeah, now that you mention it, your clothes and eye colour are different. Same with you, Blaze.

O77!Blaze: Oh, right.

EV!Tails: On the bright side, it's a good way to tell you two apart from others.

O77!Blaze: I just...

O77!Blaze: I feel like I wasn't doing enough before. I failed everybody, all because we couldn't stop Respiro before he erased everything. The sanctuary Rovina made for us was all we had left, and when we abandoned it to try and fix things... well, that's why we're stuck here.

LM!Sonic: Gosh...

LM really couldn't help but feel sorry for their predicament, knowing this kind of fate really wasn't what the three warriors deserved.

EV!Sonic: Hey. We'll help you guys get back out of this world to a safer place to let you have a breather.

O77!Aladdin: You can actually do that?

O77!Woody: Did you see any fragments of my friends, or at least one of them, out there?

Zonic: Not in our initial search, but we'll continue checking to see if we can find any survivors from your world, Sheriff.

O77!Woody: Thanks, Space Hedgehog. That's the least I can ask for.

Zonic: Er, the name's "Zonic"? Z at the start.

O77!Aladdin: The variants of you guys have different names?

EV!Sonic: Well, some of us, anyway. You eventually get used to it.

LM!Sonic: Well, we don't have much time to lose. I'm not sure how much longer the remains of this place will hold for, so we'd better get you guys to safety.

O77!Blaze: A-Alright.

O77!Amy: It'll be okay, Blaze. Don't worry.

She stood up.

O77!Blaze: Okay. Twigs, Dusty, you ready?

O77!Aladdin: I'm ready!

O77!Woody: Well, copy that, partner.

EV!Tails: Alright. Let's open a portal back to the HQ!

EV!Cosmo: Do what you need to, Tails!

Tails opened the portal.

O77!Aladdin: That's definitely a lot of, er... what's the term?

EV!Tails: Technology? Yeah, I understand it's pretty foreign. There's plenty of nature about at the place, though.

O77!Woody: Okay, let's not waste another second and get moving! Ride like the wind, guys!

They headed through the portal back to the HQ, with Blaze looking back at the old world one last time before leaving it behind.

O77!Amy: So, what next?

EV!Sonic: I'll go get you to our therapists, Amy. From what you told Tails, you don't really seem in the best state mentally right now.

O77!Amy: Yeah... I honestly really appreciate the gesture, Sonic. Thank you.

EV!Sonic: Anytime!

O77!Amy: Heh, wow. There's so many people here.

O77!Woody: You said it. I'd get lost memorising everyone compared to Andy's room. I still really appreciate the change in scenery, though. Being stuck in an amalgamation of your home and others can really ruin your hopes.

O77!Aladdin: Yeah.

EV!Tails: We'll get a room sorted for you, Jasmine and Abu shortly, Aladdin. Same for the rest of you.

O77!Jasmine (smiling): That's really appreciated, young one.

EV!Tails: You're welcome! Well, I'm gonna go see Tekno and get things sorted!

EV!Cosmo: I'll come with you!

EV!Tails: Sweet!

He and EV!Cosmo headed out.

Zonic: EV? Before you go, there's something I uncovered during our time back there. Some log connected to some other entity that must've been holding everything together back there. It mentioned about some... "Rovescio"?

EV!Sonic: Rovescio? O77!Blaze: Rovescio? I might have to look into that later.

Zonic: Fine with me, Blaze. I'll go store it in the library for you to look through later.

O77!Blaze: Much appreciated, Zonic.

EV!Sonic: Alright. I'll look into this Rovescio later, too. Whoever or whatever they are, we've got research to do. Alright, let's go, Amy.

O77!Amy: Oh! Coming!

She followed him to the therapy sector.

Post-er... POST, Trivia

The palette I went for for O77!Amy is based on this art Oldum had made in the past during his Amy craze. And yeah, she got the blue jacket later on to help her further stand out.

You might have noticed that LM!Sonic is still sympathetic at this point in time. In this sense, it's because this is the second case of a universal wipe he's had to see happen, and as such, he's got a direct hatred for Respiro for being the one to cause it. It's after what Dr. Finitevus did to the Superstars universe when he started going off the deep end with his ideals and personality, though I'll explain the cause in a later post. Just know it's got something to do with "MD-X".

Zonic is upright here, since collision is out-of-whack in what's left of the three worlds, and he already saw the endless abyss in the amalgamated world, so opted to look upright so as not to get further unnerved.

O77!Amy was able to quickly identify Errorverse Sonic and Tails as not being her own thanks to the lack of eye colour on both of them (due to both adapting the Mod.Gen sprite style).

For anyone out of the loop at this point, the "Rovescio" mentioned was uncovered as part of a complex string of actions performed outside the TS.EXER itself and in the files. Think DDLC's method of hiding secrets, and you'll see what I mean.

The conclusion to the saga had happened 5 years prior to the Quill Society picking up the trails of the survivors, meaning Aladdin, Woody and Blaze were stranded in the glitch level for that long before salvation came. No wonder the poor cowboy was giving up hope by that point, and thank god aging is vastly limited in the SEGAVerse and connected territories.

Want to see the glitch level happen for yourself in TS.EXE Remastered? If so, delete the "Data.sys" file in the game's files and THEN attempt to play the game without it. To get it back, simply re-install the game. You'll need it to uncover a remaining secret.

[chaifootsteps]

How STUPID and up her own ass can Viv be?

Making a strawman character of the crit community... isn't the epic clapback she thinks it is. She wasted so much screen time and budget diverting her plot to write a OOC vent fic with her cast. Sure, the white knights are cheering like "HAHAHA YEAH, TAKE THAT HATERS!"

but the average passive viewer (which is the majority of most audiences) is just going to be confused/bored at these super random plot lines and the OOCness of Fizz since she suddenly out of nowhere chose to self insert in him. This would be the real reason she's hemorrhaging views.

Its not going to deter her critics either. All this ep has done has become a further call to action. All the people she's spurned who could RUIN HER are BUBBLING OVER with indignation at what essentially is her calling herself the victim while reminding them what she did to them through Mammon.

all the criticals are like "OH DAMN she so mad she's tanking her own show 😂" <- that's not going to make anyone who wants her to crash and burn stop. She's flashing her sonic adventure 2 battle cockpit at us like "YOU'LL NEVER GUESS MY WEAK POINT."

Really if she didn't prove over and over she's reading every single negative thing and seething, people would probably just move on with their lives, find new fandoms and forget about her forgettable show. If all of HB wasn't one big self jerk off (eg meta jokes about how she's so funny that again, will pass right over the average viewers head), and she wasn't pulling off nonsense with Lackadaisy and the other indie shows her victims moved on too, the people she's wronged that have landed back on their feet and found success might be able to let things go.

But she can't accept them thriving anywhere so she chases and indirectly harasses them and that's going to bite her when the yellow tape clears.

Maybe she really DOES know how to foreshadow after all 'cause every day she's looking more and more like that twinkle eyed satanist twit from episode 1 and you have the ex spindles just chomping at the bit to prove 'SHE IS NOT THE HERO'

Especially when you remember that this episode was years in the making. The criticism she got back in the day was nothing compared to what she gets now, and she still found the need to devote an entire character to strawmanning anyone who dislikes her work.

[gofancyninjaworld]

The List of Predictions for OPM Webcomic Chapter 146

Thank you to everyone who has made a bet. I was hoping that in a great irony, ONE would have put up a continuation, but so far, so bad.

Here's the list! Keep your numbers safe, and we'll see what shakes out!

Number

Prediction

1 Dr Bofoi is already dead. Bonus: Genos gets framed for his death.

2 Who's ex-hero hunter ex-jobhunter Garou hunting now?

3Dr Kuseno is not dead (light edition): Saitama did take him to get medical care after all.

4 Dr Kuseno is not dead (dark edition): Destro and Erimin have done a touch of 'recovery' work

5 Overgrown Pochi remembers that he was a guard dog, hulks out and incinerates the invading robots. All 4 million of them.

6 Tatsumaki returns triumphant and not a moment too soon. Man, what would you guys do without her?

7 Blast finally deigns to show up in this version. Bonus: he meets Blue.

8 Metal Bat gets out of jail.

9 McCoy finally finds some ethics.

10 Turns out that Saitama did follow Genos after all.

11 Saitama goes home and arrives just in the nick of time. Bonus: Somehow King still gets the credit for destroying the robots invading the HA.

12 JOKER: ONE declares that he's ending the webcomic.

13 Webigaza is toast. :(

14 Watchdogman is finally no longer mysterious.

15 Tank Top Master puts on an extra tank top and wades back into battle.

16 Accel gets a reality check.

17 Dr Bofoi has some explaining to do.

18 Zenko is real!

19 Saitama saves the day. Somehow.

20 Lightning Max (and other wounded pro-heroes) find the tender mercies of the Neo Heroes to be far from tender.

21 King shows off his muscles!

22 What's Drive Knight up to?

23 Pig God and robots. Are they tasty?

24 Black Sperm discovers his inner Dimple.

25 Garou and Metal Bat meet for the first time. Bonus: they hit it off!

26 Genos finally has a showdown with his nemesis.

27 Zombieman comes back in style, showing us his hard-earned abilities.

28 Webigaza is saved! Phew! :)

29 Never mind the robot apocalypse, what about Flashy Flash versus the Abandoned Masses? Fight!

30 Saitama gets a new hero name at last!  Bonus: it's also naff.

31 My kingdom for a sword! Atomic and his disciples are back, all blazing fury and blades.

32 Darkshine finds his courage to fight.

33 Suiryu saves Suiko.

34 Mr. Fuzzy is pleased: this is all going according to plan.

35 Just because the suits aren't sold to you doesn't mean they're free: the Neo Heroes find out what their organisation really wants from them.

36 Mental health break: Saitama's cactus did survive after all!

37 JOKER: The OPM webcomic is set to be collected and commercially published as a spin off.

38 Saitama and Blue come to an agreement.

39 ONE is extra evil: time skip to the aftermath. How long can this man keep teasing us?

40 The Organization formally makes its demands.

41 The most reluctant hero in the world, Speed o' Sound Sonic, does something about the apocalypse.  Bonus: he rids the world of A.

42 Mr. Fuzzy never saw this turn of events coming.

43 For once, Flashy Flash gets to play the main character to his heart's content. He isn't, but let him have it. :)

44 We catch up with Child Emperor and find what he's realized.

45 Raiden gets humbled anew.

46 God cube, God cube, getcha God cubes right here! No bets on who has one or how they're using it.

47 Bang stops clipping his nails long enough to do something about the pesky robots. The HA really owes him one now.

48 Genos discovers the secret of strength. This one really should have been a joker, but I could only have two.

49 Puri Puri's infinite receptacle of love versus a thousand robots. Who wins?

50 Genos gives Dr. Kuseno the decent burial he deserves.

51 One small bright spot: all is well in City Q.

52 Amai Mask comes out of hiding to help.

53 The easiest bet: there is a giant fight between Genos and Metal Knight's robots.

54 We finally find out who the Rampaging Cyborg is.