#genesis - 002.

[papaflynn]

THE ORTIZ HOME ➟ @genortiz

There was an obvious tension in the air, and Callum sat across from Gen, mind racing and trying to figure it all out. Everything had been different since the drunken kiss. They laughed it off like it was nothing, but weeks passed, and they hadn't spoken. She had also tried to set him up with Kira out of nowhere. Not that Callum had an issue with that, but it felt forced. Something was for sure up, and now he was sitting there a little panicked that he had fucked a good friendship up.

He took the coffee from her with a smile and mumbled thank you, then wrapped his hands around it as a means of comfort. "So, uh -- yea... what's up?" He paused momentarily to glance at her, locking eyes with her before quickly looking away and down at his drink. "This Carter fella seems to have ruffled a few feathers." They had agreed to talk about Carter, so he respected that agreement and started there.

[cali-cabrera]

Starter for: @genortiz Location: New Years Eve Party

She had only come to the party at the insistence of her sisters, her stepmother and the promise from Cameron that he would be her date. She wanted to be curled up on her couch, fitting perfectly into the imprint her ass had left on it over the sheer amount of time she had spent on it over the last few weeks but instead she had been forced into a sparkly dress and heels. At least the champagne was free and apparently, limitless.

Sitting at the end of the bar, as far away from the party as possible and hoping she was blending into the dark wall behind her, Cali looked down at the bubbles fizzing in her drink. God, she was miserable. As she sensed someone stand at the bar next to her, she sighed a little. "You may want to go to the other side, I hear party pooper is contagious." Taking a sip of her drink, it was only then that Cali glanced to the side, out of the corner of her eye. God, not now. "Or I'll just go, so this doesn't get real awkward, real fast."

[saltedearths]

for genesis. @noirhistories—

"Miss Blume—Genesis. Fancy meeting you here." While it's a chance meeting, Dante doesn't discount the possibility that the woman actually tracked him down. "I'm looking for an antitoxin for a candle. Is there something I can help you with?"

[evelayton]

Starter for: @genortiz

Eve could've gone to Toni about this as well, but it felt right to go over to her sister with it first. She knew the people in this town a lot better and the blonde also wanted to know what Gen would be able to tell her about who Levi was exactly. She trusted her sister's judge of character. And besides that - this was another chance of bonding with Gen as well.

So that was how the two of them had met up at the restaurant for dinner and a well needed night of gossiping. Eve raised the glass of wine that had been placed in front of them by the waitress who had just walked away. They were seated in a quiet corner of the restaurant, nobody around to hear them talk.

"Here's to a night of gossip, I guess."

[wizarddsandwichh]

Unit 002 getting their skat skrongled. Hope u like it it took12h

and its up for sale om ko-fi :3:3

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[kira-aminu]

Location: Their houses / Masquerade Gala, Paradise Point Starter for: @genortiz

Sitting on the stool at her vanity table, Kira simply sat and stared at the dress that was hanging up on the doors of the closet opposite her. It had been an impulsive purchase after sharing a few glasses of wine with Genesis and as she looked at the beautiful blue gown now, she couldn't help but feel those familiar feelings of it just being too much. She had a black dress in her closet that was her go to, a safe dress. She had a red dress in there if she was feeling more daring, but the sparkling light blue and the daring slit was a whole new level outside of her comfort zone.

Blowing out a deep breath to give herself some courage, Kira made short work of putting the dress on before she stood in front of her mirror. It was beautiful, but her nerves were stronger than the beauty of the dress. Grabbing her phone, Kira quickly dialled her best friend on FaceTime, barely even waiting for the call to connect. "I can't wear this dress, Gen, it's too much. I should just wear the default black dress."

[maevepeters]

who: maeve peters and genesis alvarado ( @wrongtvrns ) when: after their shift where: lakeshore medical center

The shift had dragged on endlessly, each minute stretching longer than the last, and by the time it was finally over, Maeve was torn between collapsing into bed or heading straight to the bar. The past few weeks had drained her completely, leaving her running on fumes. She had just slipped into street clothes when she nearly bumped into Genesis, who looked just as exhausted as she felt. Maeve let out a tired laugh. “I think we’ve both earned a drink after that shift,” she said, tilting her head toward the door. “My treat. What do you say?”

[babyitsmagic]

"You needed to have that conversation even if it didn't go the way you wanted and you know it."

"You're not about to try to give me advice are you? The last time I took your advice, I got my heart broken. That led to a spiral and now I have a guardian demon interfering with my sex life."

[mattslolita]

meet me at our spot - c. sturniolo ( 002. )

warnings ; drugs, alcohol, stoner!chris , riding, hair pulling, smut

do not interact if you're a minor!

"can you kiss me more? we're so young boy, we ain't got nothing to lose."

"wait, i'm coming with you."

your own words surprised you — you really didn't know chris like that, and you had barely only met him tonight; but honestly? genesis was right — you needed to have some fun and if hanging out with a random drug dealer ( who was cute as hell! ) was your ticket to that, then so be it.

chris grinned at you, holding his hand out towards you — you accepted it with a smile, as he hurriedly pulled you next to him.

you held his hand close as you both weaved throughout the drunk bodies, the loud music and smell of weed encasing the whole home. you followed close behind chris, and as you both had made it downstairs, you caught sight of genesis and hunter, who had his arm wrapped around the girl.

as if sensing your look, genesis looks towards you, a huge grin forming on her face at the sight of you with chris — she raised her solo cup up to you in approval followed by a wink, causing you to roll your eyes playfully and wave her off.

chris's hand found its way to your waist as he guided you out the door, causing butterflies to erupt in your stomach at the feeling — you both walked a short distance away from the house where his car was parked, and he opened up the passenger door for you.

you thanked him and slid inside, and he quickly went around the passenger side, slipping in. he let out a sigh and ran his thumb across his nose, and you looked at him curiously, turning to face him a little. "chris, what music do you like?"

chris then looked over you, a small grin taking over his lips. "i like a lot of people, to be honest. did you want me to play some music?"

"yeah, i'm finna put you on," you grinned, and chris shook his head with a small chuckle.

you went to grab the aux cable as chris put the car in rear, his arm going to the back of your seat as he pulled out of the parking space — you felt a warmth encompass your cheeks because of how attractive he looked in that moment; the veiny arms, the way his arm gripped your seat so tightly, it was turning you on.

chris began driving down the road, and you were still scrolling through one of your playlists, then you smiled once you had finally found a song — a second passed by and you set your phone in your lap as big poppa by the notorious b.i.g began playing softly.

"i love this song," chris grins, one hand resting on the wheel as he drove, the other one coming to rest somewhere on the counsel.

"me too," you agree, "so tell me chris, how long you been slanging?"

"probably bout almost a year," chris shrugs and you hum in response, "i mean i smoke alot and i always had good product, so i figured why not make some money?"

"no yeah, i feel that," you nodded, leaning more towards his side of the car.

a comfortable silence passed between the both of you, and you found your gaze occasionally wondering over to chris periodically — his eyes were still red being that he was still high as shit, but you thought it made him look even better; his brunette hair slightly hung over his eyes, but you could still see the crystaline of them clearly as he looked ahead.

chris's hand on the counsel came to rest on your thigh, but you didn't even flinch — in fact, you leaned into his touch as he drove on. you turned to look out of the window, and chris couldn't help but sneak a glance at you whilst you were unaware of it. you hummed to you know how we do it by ice cube playing in the background now, chris beginning to rub gentle circles around your thighs.

"hey, can i ask you to do something for me?"

chris had already successfully given the person their drugs, so now he had the both of you parked on a hill overlooking a view of the city — you had your legs propped to side while you faced him, and chris was leaned back in his seat, rolling yet another blunt.

"yeah, what's up?" he asked you, his eyes still trained on rolling the paper between his fingers. you watched as his tongue glazed over it to seal the other side, and you bit your lip to keep from sighing.

"so like," you began, holding your phone in your lap, an embarrassed smile taking over your features, prompting chris to look at you with a raise of his eyebrows, "i've deadass never smoked before."

an amused expression paints his face as he holds the blunt in his hand, licking his lips. "never? even with your friend who does it all the time?"

"never," you said, feeling your cheeks heat up at the way he was looking at you, "would you be down to teach me?"

"yeah ma, i got you," chris agrees, nodding his head in your direction.

you grin as your hand finds the orange lighter on the counsel, holding it up towards chris — he holds the blunt up to his lips, and you flick the lighter on, the flame touching the end of it as you pull away, watching as chris inhales, then exhales the smoke.

kiss me more by doja cat and sza began to play in the background as chris smirks at you, and you grin at him anticipation. "alright, you try holding it, like this."

chris turns the blunt the opposite way of him, and you take it and hold it in your own hand. "how do you like, do the inhale thing? that probably sounds dumb as fuck, nevermind."

"nah, you're good ma, there is a certain way you're supposed to inhale it," chris explains, how eyes low and hooded, "breathe it in slowly, then exhale."

your eyes stayed glued on chris's as you brought the blunt up to your lips and inhaled slowly like he said, the end of the blunt lighting slightly, then you pulled it away and exhaled, smoke coming out of your nose; you coughed just slightly, and chris is grinning at you proudly.

"look at you, already doing so well," he rasps, causing you to clench your thighs together, "now let's hit this shit together."

you giggle and pass the blunt back to chris, watching as he throws his head back, his brunette hair swaying slightly as he puts the blunt to his lips, exhaling the smoke and shaking his hair again — he was making you so hot and bothered, even though you had barely known him.

you both passed the blunt back and forth a few more times, giggling aimlessly about nonsense. you were becoming more and more comfortable around him, but there was still something you really wanted.

when chris handed you the blunt again, and idea popped into your head — you looked over at chris lazily, a grin overtaking your features as you bite your lip at him.

"what you lookin at me like that for, ma?" chris asks you, a lazy smirk on his lips.

"i wanna try something," you giggle, sitting up in your spot, "if you're down to let me."

"what's up, then?"

you hold the blunt out to chris and he takes it with a confused expression, as you pushed your seat back, preparing yourself — he watched as you carefully climbed over onto his lap, smoothing your dress being that it rode up when you sat down on him.

a low grunt escapes chris's lips, as he reclines his seat so that you can have more room on him — taking the blunt from his hand, he watches you with hooded eyes as you inhaled, then blew the smoke in his face, a smirk residing on your lips.

"that was hot as fuck," he rasps, as you giggle at him, moving slightly.

chris's hooded eyes stayed glued to yours as he rubs his hands up and down your sides, coming to rest on your hips — you bit your lip as you moved up and down on him slightly, emitting a low groan from him.

"don't do that, ma," chris growls, and you could feel the wetness pool your panties.

"why not?" you ask innocently, bringing your face down to nibble on his earlobe, "am i making you feel some typa way, chris?"

without warning, chris grabs the back of your neck and pulls you forward, crashing his lips onto yours — his are warm and soft, and you kiss him back hungrily, having been waiting for this moment all night.

chris's hand move down to grip your ass and at this you let out a small moan, allowing him access to slip his tongue into your mouth — you grind down on him, trying to gain more friction from your movements.

"fuck, chris," you say, pulling away from him breathlessly.

you and his lips are both swollen and red, as he looks up at you with his hooded eyes, and you feel the wetness pool in your panties even more.

"what ma, tell me what you want," chris breathes, and in response you grind down on him again, causing another low growl to emit from his lips.

"i wanna ride you," you say finally.

"come on baby, let me take off this pretty little dress, then," chris says.

you remove your hands from the sides of him momentarily, as chris's hands wander down to your sides and pull the dress up over you, revealing your black bra and black lace panties — chris reconnects your lips, and you continue grinding down on him, feeling your panties leave a small wet spot on his sweats.

pulling away from the kiss, chris goes down to nip and suck at your nipple, whilst pinching and kneading the other causing a moan to escape your lips. "please chris, i need you already."

he watches you with hooded eyes as his hand travels down to your panties, feeling the wetness of them when he slips one finger inside of them.

"fuck baby, you're so wet for me and i haven't even touched you yet," he groans, "take these off, ma."

you do what he says and lift yourself slightly to pull your panties down while chris works at pulling his own sweats down — your eyes widen slightly as his boxers come off too, revealing his long cock, the pinkish tip dripping with precum already.

chris's hands move to your waist as he grips onto you tightly, helping you to sink down on him — a lewd moan escapes your lips as you sink onto him, his cock stretching your walls.

"you're so big, fuck!" you moan out, as chris attaches his lips to your neck.

"c'mon baby, start moving for me," chris says against your neck, sucking on your sweet spot harshly.

after adjusting to his size you began to move up and down on chris slowly, his hands guiding your hips as he let out a low groan.

"shit, you're so tight, baby," chris breathes, his hand going down to your clit, rubbing circles around it, "go faster for me."

you speed up your pace, throwing your head back in pleasure in the process — your hand goes up to grip at chris's hair, tugging on it slightly, which caused a moan to escape his lips as he continues rubbing your circles around your clit.

"you feel so good inside me like this," you breathe out, bouncing up and down him, your pace having sped up, "fuck, i'm close."

"i'm close too baby, cum all over my cock," chris groans.

you feel your high approaching you, your mind clouded with pure euphoria as you throw your head back, feeling the familiar feeling in your stomach build up — chris continued his movements of his fingers on your clit as you begin bouncing up and down sloppily, your arousal releasing on his cock as you let out a pornographic moan.

chris continues helping you ride out your high, but then he suddenly lifts you off of him and encompasses your lower stomach with warm, wet spurts of his cum.

both of you are now trying to catch your breaths, and you couldn't help but look down at chris's fucked out face — his hair hung low over his eyes, and they were once again still red from him still being high as fuck.

you climbed back over to the passenger seat, feeling a slap against your ass as you do so, causing you to give chris a playful glare as you sit down. "bro, seriously?"

"it was in my face, ma," chris smirks, as he grabs a napkin and hands it to you, "my bad by the way, i just didn't wanna y'know..."

"no you're good, i'm on the pill anyway," you waved him off, wiping your stomach with the napkins, "thanks."

"of course," chris says, handing you back your dress as well.

you slipped the dress back over, furrowing your eyebrows once you realize you didn't have your panties on. you looked around for them, your head feeling slightly dizzy as you were high as shit too.

"chrisss, where are my panties?" you said giving him a goofy smile, and he raised an eyebrow at you.

"they're somewhere around here," chris rasps, "wait, let me see..."

both you and chris went to look at the back of the car but end up bumping your heads, causing you both to burst out laughing — you were both high as fuck, and just got done fucking, and now you were both laughing hysterically at something so stupid; you definitely liked chris.

after the whole ordeal, chris was driving you back home. you both sat in a comfortable silence, his hand rubbing circles around your thigh again as you hummed to the lauryn hill song in the background.

he pulled up to your house and parked right in front, and you looked over at him to see he already had his own eyes on you.

"i know we barely just met and all ma, but you seem so cool," chris admits, rubbing his thumb across his nose, "can i have your number?"

"yeah, for sure," you smile shyly, handing your phone over to him, "it was cool hanging with you."

"which part the smoking, or the sex?" he grins, and you slapped his shoulder playfully, causing him to laugh.

"i mean, all of it was pretty good i can't lie," you admitted with a small shrug, a small smile playing on your lips, "maybe i should go to parties more often if you finna be there."

"you know we don't have to just hang at parties, right?" chris says, "you can just come chill with me any time."

"i'd like that," you smile, as he hands you back your phone, "goodnight, chris."

"i'll see you, ma," he nods to you, his hand on the steering wheel while he rubs his jaw slightly with the other one.

you exit the car and almost lose your balance ( you were still weak in the knees, go figure ) — chris watched you as you went all the way up to the front door of your house, unlocked it, and stepped inside.

and only then, did he pull off, causing your heart to ignite.

heres pt.2 finally baefys, sorry it took so long. do we want a pt. 3, or nah?💌

[papaflynn]

reveal 👀

📱 GEN 💕🔥

callum: you really confuse me... i have so much fun with you and that kiss?? i haven't stopped thinking about it. it's kinda driving me crazy... callum: but im confused because i feel all that but i also love that you trust me? and we talk about things too. i hope that never changes. callum: what im trying to say is i love that big soul of yours much more than your sexy butt 👀 and trust me... that's the best butt in briar so that's saying a lot!!! callum: i hope we can keep getting closer as everything i learn only makes me like you more and I'm excited to see what comes. [messages failed]

[papaflynn]

There was nothing like the worry of being a parent. When you had no control over your child, and there was a risk of something terrible happening, it was gut-wrenching. Callum felt physically sick when he thought about Avie, wondering how she was. He kept repeating that she was safe, like a mantra, and it kept him going. However, that didn't mean she was okay. She was with another family, who, yes, knew her, but they weren't her family. Callum wanted nothing more than to hug her tight.

Callum had been speaking to one of the emergency workers, asking for an update, when he heard Gen. He spun on his heel and almost grabbed her into a tight hug but shoved his hands in his pockets. He was so relieved to know she was okay, but people's emotions were everywhere, his included, so he was trying to stay composed. "Uh -- no..." he cleared his throat and looked downwards. "She was -- is having a sleepover tonight, and yea," he was struggling to speak. A hand reached the back of his neck and rubbed it hard. When he heard the crack in her voice, he broke. Callum wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tight to his chest. "It's going to be okay..." He burrowed his face in her neck and breathed deeply, trying to calm his racing heart. It was that or cry.

A moment passed, and he leaned back, "I sat up some beds in the gym with Colt. It's pretty late, and there's nothing we can do but wait it out. Do you want to come sleep by me, and we can drink coffee and stress together?" He smiled at her, gaze locked with hers. He could read every emotion in her eyes and was sure his own mirrored the same. Callum reached for her hand, flicked his head towards the gym, and guided them there. "You get us some blankets, and I'll bring over the coffee."

closed starter for @papaflynn location: briar ridge elementary

From the very moment they'd received news of the oncoming hurricane, Genesis hadn't been able to shake her anxiety. She was certainly happy to know that Juliana was safe at home with her mother, though there was nothing the woman wanted more than to be with her daughter. If Juliana had been there at the school, her and Cameron could have not only been there to keep their daughter safe, but calm her fears throughout the storm as well.

While she had been lucky enough to talk to her and her mother on the phone about an hour before, high winds had taken down a few of the phone lines, leaving them without service or any form of communication for the time being. As she roamed the halls, the brunette listened to the sea of chatter, searching for anyone with a single bar until she stumbled upon Callum near the doors to the gymnasium. "Cal, hi. I'm so glad you're okay. Is Avie with you? Juliana's at home with my mom and I can't stop thinking about her. We talked about an hour ago but.." Genesis could hear her voice crack, its shakiness matching the rather erratic rhythm of her heart.

[comicwaren]

This week on Marvel Comics (31st May 2023):

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[bladesmercy]

002 Zack Fair!

zack!!!! zack fair. what a guy.

002 | Give me a character & I will tell you

How I feel about this character: 

i absolutely love zack. he's an absolute ray of sunshine, and he makes me so happy to think about. he's in my top 5 ffvii characters for sure.

All the people I ship romantically with this character: 

oooohhh....aerith first and foremost. zerith is 1000% my favourite zack ship, and one of the only ones i really have for him. other than that....i keep finding myself mostly interested in rarepairs for zack, i personally enjoy zack/tifa and zack/genesis.

My non-romantic OTP for this character: 

definitely sephiroth!! i think they have such an interesting dynamic as it's depicted in crisis core, and exploring that is super fun to me. more than co-workers, but perhaps a little less than friends. there is trust and respect and camaraderie there, but sephiroth still keeps him at arms-length.

My unpopular opinion about this character: 

unpopular....i don't even think this is necessarily an unpopular opinion, but fanon zack often gets boiled down an oblivious idiot goofball, when he's very much not. he's shrewd, and he has a high emotional intelligence (even if he can admittedly be a little bit dense sometimes) and he's not a perfect saint. he's just a Guy who has a really strong sense of morality, and a willingness to make personal sacrifice, but that certainly doesn't make him infallible. i think to ignore those aspects of him is a disservice.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon:

personally i would've loved them to double down on zack's era of disillusionment with the world and with shinra that he has after escaping hojo's lab with cloud. it's a very stark turning point for his character, and i wish it would get capitalized on more.

my OTP:

zack/aerith for sure!!!

my cross over ship:

zack fair x me from real life, he's boyfriend material

a headcanon fact:

it's my understanding that in older ffvii fanon, a lot of people used to think zack had violet or blue-violet eyes? and this is something i really love, even if in the remake trilogy his eyes really aren't that different of a colour from cloud's. he has violet eyes in my heart.

[maddmuses]

Project SF-002 // Tifa Lockhart

"You've Seen How Much Ass I Can Kick."

Verse Overview Project Reunion was a traumatic experience for all, those whose lives it didn’t end altogether, that is. Tifa was a case unlike the others, though. With Sephiroth, the functional avatar of Jenova, still fresh in her mind, and a desire for revenge with intent to kill strong in her mind, Tifa was able to overcome the cells implanted into her body in a way unlike the others.

The enhancements applied through the S-Cells functionally made Tifa an enhanced human on the par of other Sephiroth clones, though with a continued ability to self-actualize and defy the voices in her head, she functionally operates on a similar level to Cloud inherently in the early adventures, accompanied with the benefits of her training. A probable and credible threat to Sephiroth’s plot. A SOLDIER in all but name.

Due to Jenova DNA now being in her system, and Tifa being of the willpower to control and manipulate it, she is able to manipulate raw life energy, as well as chi, in a fashion similar to how Sephiroth does. But most transformative of all, like others from Sephiroth’s generation, under the influence of Jenova Cells, Tifa is able to manifest a single black wing. However, a distinction has seemed to become that (likely as a result of their “gender” being similar in social disposition) Tifa is able to eventually manifest a second wing after a period of training and in times of accelerated action, such as a Limit Break or during duress.

Caught among the bodies of those discovered in the wake of the Nibelheim incident, protected by the dead body of Zangan, Tifa was carried away to be experimented on by Hojo. A demeaning and dangerous process for which she was not conscious, Tifa had been injected with the alien DNA, and treated with raw mako as others to promote integration of the new material in. But thanks to Tifa’s especially strong chi, Jenova’s collected consciousness (or at this point Sephiroth’s) was not able to overtake her own will. While not rejected as an outright failure at the time, Tifa’s reaction was unlike the other Sephiroth Clones, and thus was believed to merit further study.

It was this delay that caused Zack to be able to rescue both her and Cloud. Once removed from a pod designed to keep her brain in stasis, it was discovered that Tifa had physical attributes comparable, if not exceeding, Zack’s from Hojo’s experimentation. But more pressingly she had undergone surgery to her spine and sternum, the latter of which was replaced with a metal plate, and the former of which had essentially been enhanced to become cybernetic. While this doesn’t really give Tifa much more of a physical benefit, other than potentially some lifting support, it ultimately reinforces her spine against excessive and further damage from her high-impact and newly-enhanced fighting style, while her body continued to progress and become able to endure its own enhanced strength from the cells and mako therapy.

The trek to Midgar took Tifa and Zack, with a still catatonic Cloud, a year to complete, but this time it was far more urgent. Unlike in another timeline, in which Hojo was dismissive of the escape of what was essentially trash, Tifa was a cherished experiment with which he had not yet grown bored. And so SOLDIER and Shinra agents were dispatched promptly to intercept the group on their way to Genesis’s final holdout, causing an additional more prominent threat when one also considered the Genesis Clones hunting Cloud. And in this time, Tifa and Zack were separated from each other, with Cloud remaining with the latter, as she was able to flee and divert the force’s attention, as their primary target.

Through moving across the sea and toward Midgar, Tifa was able to lay much lower solo than as a group. Being able to switch out of SOLDIER-style garb and not being beholden to a massive sword and spiky hair, Tifa was able to pass off as “just another part-wutian fleeing her homeland and seeking opportunity in Midgar”. And as she reached the city’s slums, she finally found a moment to breathe.

After all, Shinra would not look for someone so important somewhere so obvious, in her mind, and Tifa would spend time between sectors 6 and 8, trying her best to lay low and take what work could be found. But after some time acquainting with others in the area, and earning money, Tifa was able to bid on an abandoned bar in the 7th sector with money from taking monster bounties, and with various odd-jobs taken in Sector 6. She didn’t know, however, that it came with an eco-terrorist cell in the basement.

The rest, as they say, is history.

Ability and Powers (Only Difference-Pointing) Jenova-Enhanced Human Biology: Tifa is already an effective superhuman (no enhancements or powers other than martial arts training got us the Tifa we know in canon) through her training and chi, but thanks to the integration of Jenova cells and mako exposure, Tifa is now a fighter on-par with Sephiroth at the time of his physical peak, with magical abilities to match. -Biological Manipulation: Members of Jenova’s species manipulate and restructure their own cells, as well as change the cells/foreign matter of others. Due to her mako-enhancement, Tifa’s body was able to take to the implanted cells of Sephiroth, which are functionally near-identical to those of Jenova’s barring key human components that permit him to physically resemble Hojo and Lucrecia, and integrate the J-Type changes into her human DNA without significant change. This also means that she is able to control her own body and enhance the cells to take on alternative qualities and shapes. There are limits to this sort of manipulation that Tifa is able to do to herself, like Sephiroth, without inadvertently turning into a fiend, or possibly without further empowerment from the lifestream and/or requiring more of Jenova’s cells. --Wing Growth: Like Sephiroth, Tifa is able to manifest wings on her body as a form of “constrained evolution” rather than fully transforming into a fiend. Her own transformation bearing a pair of wings, rather than one, as the degree to which her will can overcome Jenova’s and Sephiroth’s is greater, and her body was already strong with a fully-formed will by the time she was exposed. These wings permit Tifa to fly and act with two additional limbs, despite contradicting the laws of physics. Further, like any other part of her body, Tifa may manipulate the cells of these wings to take on enhanced or convenient qualities that make her a more deadly foe, such as hardening the feathers to become hyper-dense, and fire them as projectiles, or strengthening while lightening them to make her flight speedier. The flight itself is not typical of wings and does not rely on as many atmospheric conditions, and can resemble propelled flight, hovering, levitation, etc. --Cellular Integration: Like other Jenova-enhanced humans, Tifa’s cells can be implanted into others, which would either imbue Tifa’s will, or the will of Sephiroth, into the person in question. This would depend on whose will is stronger in the moment, as well as the bias of the person toward their ideas. Where Sephiroth’s will manifests as something of a spirit, haunting those with his cells and whispering in their sleep until he causes madness, Tifa’s is gentle, comforting, and motherly, only often appearing in moments when the party needs comfort. This very conflict, in fact, allows Tifa’s cells to be used as a treatment for geostigma, because she can offset Sephiroth’s malicious will in those whose will is not so weak as to be subsumed by him.

Cybernetic Enhancement: Tifa has a reinforced spine in which a number of the vertebrae have been replaced with metal and robotic replacements, along with other artificial components, to protect the integrity of Tifa’s spine after her injury by Sephiroth. Roughly 65% of her spine has been replaced in this way, and while it does not infer a significant change, Tifa’s lifting strength and bodily stability in incidents involving her spine, further her ability to suffer damage from an external source of force was greatly enhanced through the presence of said spine too.

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PROTOTYPE-002- (GENESIS)

genesis is a cyborg prototype that acts as a mercenary and does the dirty work for the silverhawk weapons company that created her.. silverhawk co.’s goal is to both eliminate economic competition, and take control of the government in order to have complete control of both mass production and power over the masses. genesis is the first of many planned future cyborgs, however the number 2 on her file does not line up with this description. there are rumors that there was a prototype before her, but were proven as a [hoax] as silverhawk co. dissaproved of any speculation or [misinformation] surrounding their projects. [project - prototype 002 genesis] was unveiled to the public at a silverhawk co. tech showcase, being advertised as a “personal robot bodyguard”, however this was announced with no intention of releasing this product into mass production for public use.

behind the curtains, silverhawk uses her to assasinate both economic competition, deserters from the company, and those who attempt to leak company documents to the public. and to avoid any suspicion, the company orders that any immediate family in the same house as the target must be “dissapeared” aswell. genesis starts her arc as a cold, stoic, emotionless machine that doesnt think, do, or say anything outside of the protocol that is programmed and ordered to it. she carries out tasks. however, with each new target, comes a little more questioning and thinking outside the box on her end. with each life she took, the weight of her actions began to pull her into thought. she realizes that her targets were alive, and not just jobs to be taken care of. she realizes she is alive, she is (kind of) a person. eventually, she fails at one of her jobs. On her most recent mission, she was ordered to kill valerie jimenez, an ex engineer from the company who defected during the production of prototype-002.. the events that would pursue soon after being assigned this target, were unprecedented and unpredictable.

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Nullsleep - EXTFIELD 002 Vapor Tools

200+ sampled and processed movie and TV studio stings /audio logos. This is meant to be a sample pack, but it's kinda cool to just listen to as one endless VHS movie intro marathon! -Kris