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twoidiotwriters1 · 2 years ago

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Copycat: Cryptomnesia —(Marvel Fem!Oc)

A/N: Well let’s see how this goes for out favorite dumbass -Danny

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Listen to: ‘Special Girl’ -by Dodie

xii: Birthday Surprise

Back in New York, Cat was showing a healthier skin color than in the past few months, but she was just as miserable. Perhaps even more.

One good thing at least was that she wasn't an Avenger, the danger of having their name dragged through the mud was not possible. She had to make sure no one could link Zero and Copycat together though, and that was proving to be more complicated than expected.

"Mouse, can you hack into a network without being noticed?"

"In theory, yes. But it would take a while."

"How long?"

"I might be able to give you a stat if you tell me exactly what you want."

"My S.H.I.E.L.D files erased from existence. Can you check if any copies have been made? On paper and online."

"It would take me a while to track down all the places that file's been. From there it depends on what comes out to tell you whether it's possible to erase it entirely or not."

"Get to it, then."

Harley would not believe her if she said she was happier, but he would also be sad to hear it hadn't done anything to cheer her up. The one thing he'd asked, she couldn't do it: to stay away from trouble. In her defense, trouble had walked up to her.

Her eyes landed on her phone, it used to be a picture of her and Matthew but after they broke up she figured it was time to get rid of it so she put Pietro. The young woman looked at it wishing it could speak.

"You always knew how to handle me, not even I know how to do that... and I'm supposed to be an adult!"

Cat stared at the screen, Pietro's smiling face was looking at her, he was full of life... back then she was too. She used to be able to see the good side of things, at least to find them amusing in their irony, but now...

Nothing could've changed her life for the better had she done it differently. How did she survive all those years with no hope in sight? All thanks to her brother, Harley, and Kurt, bless their hearts, always checking on her. Matthew wasn't out of the list, but his name had a question mark and it was starting to vanish.

Cat couldn't forget the way he'd acted the last time they spoke. She'd hurt him when all he'd tried to give her was home. "Home" was not a word she could recognize as a feeling. Matthew couldn't get to her. How can you tempt someone with something they don't know? You're supposed to give it, and then you take it away. That's how you win.

"But he wasn't trying to win, was he?" She asked at her brother's picture, swallowing the lump in her throat. "I thought he'd know... I wanted to stay..."

Cat put on her heart-shaped sunglasses and left the apartment with Sharon's envelope. She had no interest in seeing what was inside, the only thing she double-checked was the money.

She put on Pietro's old leather jacket, which was falling to pieces, and walked out of the building. It'd never been a big deal, but today was supposed to be her birthday. Cat tried to remember why on earth she'd celebrated her birthday last year. She could hear young voices if she focused for long enough, but that was it. A little frustrating and worrying.

She got to Steve's old bike and turned the ignition. "Mouse, give me an update."

"About your file or the world?"

"The world."

"There's been a sighting in Egypt of two new superheroes— a woman and a man. Few men died but they were part of some kind of cult."

"What about the giant thing that came out of the sea?"

"It's just a rock, hasn't changed since it came out."

She turned right at the end of a street, barely missing an old lady. "Tell me the updates on my files, then."

"Power broker's system is strong."

"Can't go faster?"

"Not if you want me to go unnoticed. Should I remind you there is a possibility Sharon has printed a copy of your file?"

Cat drove faster. "I'll take care of it if I need to."

"Boss."

"Yeah?"

"You missed your stop."

She pulled the brakes abruptly, making a rubber mark on the pavement. "Fuck!" The mutant parked next to the sidewalk. "You could've let me know sooner..."

"I'll do it next time."

Cat approached the restaurant and tried to determine if it was a good idea to take off her sunglasses. She decided it was not. The host watched her appearance with apprehension.

"Is Mr... Jigsaw here?" A security guard approached her, she eyed him with disinterest. "You don't look like a 'Mr.' to me."

"Give us a minute, ma'am," the host said, glancing at the envelope in her hand before walking away.

A minute later he was back, she felt the security guard following her tail and she smirked, she could've taken care of the guard if she wanted to, but she wasn't there to fight. When she got to the table the older men looked at her with loads of interest. Horror washed over Cat at the sight: Billy Russo was there.

"You're one of the gorgons," she couldn't deny he was still handsome, but there was a clear difference in his face: it was covered in deep scars. "Where's your other half?"

"I'm not missing any parts," she replied, but it came out quieter than expected. To make up for it, she added: "Unlike others."

Two of the men moved but Billy raised a hand to stop them. "We have to make allowances with a lady like her," he tilted his head. "Are you here to get rid of me?"

"If I were here to kill you I would've done it by now," she threw the envelope on the table. "They have a message for you."

Billy grabbed the papers. "I'm listening."

"You can't go back to Madripoor unless you get your shit together," she seized a man's drink and sniffed it a little. "They'll send someone worse next time. I'm reasonable, you don't wanna be stuck with him, he's the bad kind of hugger."

Russo watched her down the guard's drink without making a single comment, she poured the remaining droplets on the other guard's crotch and placed it back on the circular table. This had been a warning for her as much as it was for Russo. Sharon could give away Copycat's identity to the guy that wanted her dead the most.

"I have a question," Russo said at last. "Do you work for the Power Broker?"

"I work with the Power broker sometimes. But mostly for myself, and occasionally, my cat."

"What's your name? I doubt you chose the name Gorgon."

The woman sighed deeply, she managed to sound bored. "I don't care how any of you pathetic rich guys call me as long as you pay. Zero's good enough."

Billy raised his glass and winked at her. "Zero."

"See you never, if you're lucky," she smiled, briefly waving at him in a flirty manner before exiting the place.

By the time she climbed on her bike, Cat decided to quit working for these people no matter how petty she felt, would rather eat her own foot before helping any of Russo's friends.

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marlsbuck · 4 years ago

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— && guests may mistake me as ( haley lu richardson ), but really i am ( marley buckley + cisfemale + she/her ) and my DOB is ( 6/13/1994 ). i am applying for the ( vet tech ) position as part of the EHP and would like to live in suite ( 211 ). i should be hired because i am ( witty & empathetic ), but i can also be ( indecisive & absent-minded ) at times. personally, i like to ( dance, knit & volunteer at the zoo ) when off the clock, but that won’t interfere with work.

hi pals! we’re back with a marley mae revamp! our favorite lil cowgirl is getting the makeover she deserves, so let’s get started, shall we?

before we get too into it, though, we have a stats page and a pinterest (which is also getting a revamp before too long bUT...i digress).

lil tw moment: abuse, alcohol, drug, death mention tws. per usual, i went a little heavy on the tws just to be safe!

- marley mae buckley was born june 13th, 1994 to finnegan and shailene buckley.

- her father is a chief exec at an oil company and her mother was a stay at home mom and socialite, the latter of which she preferred.

- the family moved to billings, montana shortly after marley was born so her father could be more involved with work. this meant her mother had more time on her hands and more time to attempt to mold marley into the perfect daughter.

- except marley liked dirt, climbing tress, and pretending to ride the family dog like a rodeo bull.

- needless to say that did not go well????

- substance abuse tw early in marley’s life, her mother mixed prescription pills and pinot, which only made the tension between the two more intense.

- abuse tw baby marls never understood why her mother would want to self medicate, essentially checking out and missing a majority of her only child’s life, until one night after her father came home after a day of ‘meetings’. smelling like expensive scotch and cigar smoke, marley saw her father hit her mother for the first time.

- abuse tw she didn’t witness the actual abuse often, but marley started noticing the signs more and more often. bruises around wrists, large sunglasses when it wasn’t sunny out, concealer caked around her eyes and jaw. for a while, she begged her mother to take her and leave, but marley’s mother refused - firm in her belief that she wouldn’t be able to make it on her own.

- so they endured. more often than not, marley’s mother took her pain and frustration out on her daughter. it didn’t take long for marley’s parents toxicity to turn her into an angry, resentful person. marley was around 8 when she started acting out - “accidentally” breaking things around the house, saying out of pocket things at her father’s work events or fancy dinner parties. marley was 10 the first time she left home and didn’t come back for hours on end, only to come back and realize no one had really noticed she was gone.

- when she was about 13, marley really started acting out and rebelling. she started hanging out with a rougher group of kids who were significantly older than her. even though she never took part in the more intense stuff, marley did manage to get herself into some trouble that finally managed to catch her parents’ attention.

- one night, while out with that older, rougher group of friends, marley was arrested for a destruction of property charge. since she was a minor, her parents were called immediately and, after making a sizable donation to billings pd, made the whole thing go away.

- officially done dealing with marley and the whole “mothering” of it all (if you can call it that), her parents shipped her back to their hometown of big timber to live with her paternal grandparents.

- she tried to run away a few times (even going so far as to steal her grandfather’s work truck - even tho she didn’t get far because she didn’t know how to drive stick yet) because rebellious, but after paw made her stay and help one of their cattle give birth, marley fell in love.

- marley fell in love with every animal on the ranch - all their quirks and distinct personalities. it quickly became the home marley’d never had. it was warm and loving and full of joy and life. her grandparents became the only parents she’d ever really known.

- they were the only reason marley agreed to go back to her parents. they’d made a deal that if she behaved at “home”, she’d be able to spend the rest of her summers at the ranch.

- so marley went back to her parents and did the dance classes, and dinner parties, and even did the whole debutante thing and “came out” to society.

- at 16 she petitioned to be emancipated and a judge granted said petition. she promptly moved into the renovated barn at the ranch that her grandparents had rented out while she finished school.

- marley ended up graduating early and began attending classes at the local community college, eventually getting her associates in science all while still working on the ranch when she could.

- at 19, marley began classes at montana state, majoring in microbiology as a pre-vet track.

- death tw shortly after she finished her first year at msu, marley found out her mother passed unexpectedly. when she went to attend the services, her father effectively disowned her (even though they hadn’t spoken in years) and blamed her for her mother’s issues and death.

- marley came back to the ranch more depressed than she’d ever been and instead of dealing with the hurricane of emotions she felt, marley dropped out of school and ran

- marley drove all along the west coast, eventually settling on a cattle farm in texas.

- there, marley met literally the worst thing to ever happen to her. only a month or two after settling in texas, marley started dating wade because mess attracts mess. duh. his parents owned the farm she was working on and he gave her attention. that’s it. that’s all it took.

- abuse tw it didn’t take long for the gas lighting, lying, and cheating to start. a short six months into their relationship was when the physical abuse started. growing up, she’d always told herself that she’d never allow a man to treat her the way she’d watched her father treat her mother - that she’d be stronger than her mother and leave after the first time. finally, though, marley realized the battle her mother had fought to endure all those years of abuse and just how hard it was to muster the courage to leave.

- to this day, marley carries around the guilt of spending years blaming her mother for being weak and missing the opportunity to apologize while she was still alive.

- eventually paw caught on and WASN’T having any of it. so he snuck down with maw in the middle of the night while wade was out on a bender and packed marley’s shit and took her back home to the ranch like the knight in shining armor that man is.

- two years of animal therapy and literal therapy, marley applied to finish her bachelors in chicago after maw suggested it. she was accepted and once again left her home behind, but this time it was to chase her dream and we’re all v proud.

- she’s been at the mlanati now for two years and has finished her bachelors and is a certified vet tech. she’s currently in her last year of undergrad and is getting ready to start applying to vet schools officially.

hcs!

- marley is a jeeple. she owns a 2008 black jeep wrangler x. 100% named it ringo. definitely has a black jeep of the family bumper sticker and let me tell you, this girl is SO proud.

- y’all will never catch this girl in shoes. she will start the day in shoes and by the time lunch rolls around she’s barefoot. the only pair of shoes she enjoys wearing are her justin boots or her vvv worn out vans.

- she knits when she’s anxious, which is more often than not now that she’s in a new place. but it also means she’s giving out cute lil beanies and scarves to her new frens.

- loves and i mean LOVES westerns. tombstone and gunsmoke were staples growing up.

- also probably the worlds biggest dolly parton fan. if it involves dolly, marley is in.

- ALIENS, MAN. your girl loves aliens and most space things. roswell (the og and new shows) are her jam bc...y’know....cowliens.

- she has three tattoos: some wildflowers on her upper left ribs, “worthy” in her grandpa’s handwriting on her upper right forearm, and the silhouette of big timber peak at the nape of her neck.

- marley is also one of those people that doesn’t need a ton of sleep? 4-5 hours max and she’s golden.

- cold brew coffee also runs through her veins. her coffee order is a trenta cold brew with hazelnut and almond milk, thanks. it’s also probably one of the reasons she never stops moving....ever.

- big time questioning her sexuality. marley’s only ever been with men, but uuuuuhhhhh WOMEN y’know? also nb folx are v nice. we do not discriminate in this house.

- 2 cats! doc (7 y/o himalayan long hair) and ike (2 y/o munchkin). both rescues she met while volunteering at a shelter.

- snake tw would also v much like a colombian rainbow boa pls and thank

- will always make time to take a dance class or book space to just dance all her feelings out. it’s one of the few joys she has that comes without feelings of pressure or stress.

- holds most people at arms length. she’s more than happy to listen and support everyone around her, but is a literal steel trap when it comes to talking about herself and her past.

- alcohol/drugs tw not a drinker. buckley’s don’t have a great track record of being able to handle their liquor (never let her do shots pls), so marley sticks to the occasional blunt. esp when she’s feeling extra anxious, it calms her down and evens her out.

- she do be jumpy af! loud noises (that don’t obviously come from animals) make her anxious and shaky. it’s the *pTsD*.

- marley’s triggers include but are not limited to: grabbing her face/chin, breaking glass, loud noises - specifically yelling, general violence, the smell of vodka or scotch and cigar smoke, being grabbed from behind/picked up without warning.

wanted connections!

- travel pals! : people marley met on her trip from montana to texas! she wouldn’t have stuck around long, but she was a hot ass mess and these would have been people who met her at p close to her lowest? so seeing her at the malnati would be like meeting a whole new person. she’ll probs be hella flustered and embarrassed so, like, we love that.

- hype squaaaaaad! : marley’s self esteem is still.........nonexistent, almost. she’s all about giving the love, but is the worst at accepting it, so obviously we need someone to shove all the love and positive affirmations her way! help ya girl see her worth!

- post hook ups! : likely only one or two! marley isn’t one to hook up unless she’s feeling pretty awful about her self and needs some instant validation. can be awkward or cordial! i’m down to plot specifics!

- crushes! : unrequited or nah (lbr i’d live for unrequited pls) male, female, nb - gimmie it all! babie is ready to give all the love....kinda. from afar. bc trauma. bUT!!! leggo. lololol.

- confidant! : literally probably the only connection that’s limited to one person. they know eeeeverything. every horrid, gruesome detail about marley’s past and all her insecurities. they could be someone that met her when she was on her way to texas/she met in texas or someone she met after and got to witness one of her panic attacks post texas. aka the one person she trusts most.

- scurry folx! : pls gimmie plots where marley is at odds with someone, whether or not it’s because they scare her a lil (aka angry, aggressively loud, bully-ish type someones) or just people who can’t handle her goofy, oddball, pollyanna type personality! i. need. ANGST!! pls. ty.

- chemistry, ofc!

#×○┆ooc⌇a salutation & a farewell #malnatiooc #manatiintro #bc i don't remember which one this goes in lmfao #but honestly if you make it all the way through this #you deserve a drink or candy or something #ily

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idreamonpaper · 6 years ago

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psst... *whispering* what are the stats for the FTS characters? I request canon heights, ages, and physical features o.o

YESS!!! I could prattle on and on about their appearances!! Alright, so this’ll be long!!

You can’t see a lot of Shadow’s face because of her hood but she has cupid’s bow lips! She always wears a long trenchcoat and combat boots. Sometimes she’ll wear knee high heeled boots with it. She is 23 and 5′5. Slim build you can’t see because of the trenchcoat but if you see her train in her sports bra and sweats you’d see she’s got tattoos all along her arms, and a hard muscled body.

Honestly, you can tell Cruz is great at combat and does arm day. When he crosses his arms his biceps bulge a little and it’s the best thing. He has broad shoulders and tattoos cover his arms. he’s got tanned skin and dark brown hair. Now, his facial features I can never nail exactly because he keeps changing. I’ve drawn him before and all three drawings are DIFFERENT.He always wears a mask of some sort so no one will see his face but he is PRETTY. He’s got a nice smile and dimples. Cruz is 28 and 6′2.

Lacey is too thin to be healthy but with help from the FTS cast she fills out nicely and with the exercise, she gets slim muscles. Not too noticeable or hard as Shadow but they’re there. She has long black hair and wide indigo eyes. She has what I call a heart-shaped face and a timid smile she hides behind her hand. She has rose tattoos on her hips but those are the only tattoos she has. Long fingers, broken nails, and bruised knuckles. She also has a faint dusting of freckles across her nose. Lacey is 21 and 5′10.

Ripper has short choppy blonde hair. It’s usually in a mess but she doesn’t care. She’s got almond shaped aquamarine eyes, not quite blue but also not green. Curvy girl, thick thighs, and killer hips!! Always has a different colored lipstick on and her eyeliner could CUT. Ripper has a lion head tattoed on her left thigh and that's’ the only tattoo she has. Ripper is 20 and 5′6.

Blood is a pretty man and people can fight me on that. He’s got long black hair he always wears in a ponytail and grass green eyes. Like Silver he is well-rounded and could probably rip that dress shirt he’s wearing. Has a warm smile, never shows teeth and that’s a damn shame. He has long fingers, calloused hands of someone who has worked hard, and scarred knuckles. His entire left arm is tattooed but he never shows that for Reasons. Blood is 45 and 6′0.

Ty is that sort of tall that’s graceful. Sort of slinks like a cat and always has his hands in his pockets with a slight slouch to his posture. Shed his baby face and has a bit of a crooked jaw like the actor for Scott from Teen Wolf. He has turquoise hair and clear hazel eyes that look golden in the sun. His eyes are crinkled a lot because of how much he smiles and he has dimples! He has shark teeth and faint lines on his neck (his gills) and webs between his fingers. His hands are delicate and soft, not yet calloused, and his nails are claws. Slightly pointed ears he covers with a cap. Ty is 6′3 and 18.

Luke always has his head ducked down and has a horrible posture. Still has some baby face and he’d look younger if he wasn’t always scowling. His eyes are grey but a sort of dark charcoal grey that’s borderline black. His eyes are always narrowed but naturally, he’d have pretty big eyes and long lashes. He has dark patchy red hair because he tried to dye it brown (red draws too much attention) and did a horrible job. It’s always falling in his eyes and he needs a haircut. Luke is 15 and 5′1!

#asks #from the shadows #my ocs #shadow hunter #cruz #blood Devereaux #lacey williams #ripper #luke walker #ty walker

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jjasprarchive-blog · 7 years ago

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what’s up y’all !! i’m nev and i like stephen king and horror and my cat and that’s literally all there is to me ✌️👏🗣 i’m so excited to plot n chat with all of u more euryfgkseurhe anyway under the cut you’ll find some general info on my lil monster boi jasper and if u click HERE you can find his stats and some more detailed stuff abt him !! ( tw for drug mentions )

[ TROYE SIVAN, 20, & HE/HIM ] JASPER PELLETIER is known as the ICARIAN around denver. they’ve lived here for TWO YEARS and are a STUDENT. BATTERED CONVERSE HIGH-TOPS, THE STICKY SWEET AROMA OF SMOKE IN THE SUMMER, BREAKING INTO THE PUBLIC POOL AT MIDNIGHT.

so jasper was born and raised in new haven, connecticut, where his dad is a hotshot philosophy prof at yale and his mom is a published poet who teaches poetry classes and workshops locally. despite their success, his parents are both rly grounded, good people who always made time for jasper. they never spoiled him with material things, instead it was spoiling him with travel and culture and learning, etc

he’s been in denver two years (since he started school)

jas came out as gay when he was 14, a freshman in high school. he’d always ~known but was scared as HELL to come out. because of his more feminine attributes and what other kids called his “tells,” he was essentially forced out of the closet before he was ready. it was tough as hell for him, but thankfully when he came out to his parents they were beyond accepting and made that experience a little easier than it would otherwise have been. especially with two years of college under his belt now, he’s extremely open about and proud of his sexuality

this boy smokes so 👏 much 👏 weed 👏 like he generally has a joint or two on him tucked away between his cigarettes. he is also, however, big-time against hard drugs (coke, heroin, meth, etc). he’s done coke a couple times, but like in general he won’t touch that shit !! and he’ll probably purse his lips at u if u do it in front of him, but unless ur like rly good friends he prob won’t actually say anything bc he tries not to be ~preachy. if ur good friends tho boy watch out he’ll randomly get pissed off abt it and start a fight eryfjyethyrgaudhsja

he had a bf in high school that he was like heart eyes over but stuff went down and in the end they sort of mutually broke up after a huge explosive fight right before his bf went off to college. it’s mostly jasper’s fault and he knows that and it’s lowkey his biggest regret. his second bf was his freshman year at rmcad and that ended even worse bc he ended up being a crazy asshole, so after that jas was like ok fuck! this! and decided he wasn’t doing boyfriends anymore for a while and he’s still in that mindset except deep down he’s craving that intimacy

he wild !! seriously he has so much excess energy and acts like a child most of the time. he will throw skittles at people’s heads for the vine

he’s like super into philosophy bc of his dad, and he’s intelligent so the concepts come to him quickly and easily, but he’s completely unable to apply those concepts to his real life he’s literally too childish. he also has a lot of random knowledge, catch him rhapsodizing about medieval juridical systems and the origins of whaling in america

he’s an artist at heart, he’ll almost always start doodling on napkins and receipts etc no matter where he is or what he’s doing. he’ll usually have paint stains on his hands and arms and sometimes legs

aesthetics include wearing dirty converse and shirts that are way too big on him, ripped jeans rolled up at the ends, tall socks, scrapes and bruises on his elbows and knees, white wine, headphones around his neck, a tattered book in his hand, sunglasses indoors, loudly popping bubble gum, snarky retorts to questions not directed at him, jumping fences for a midnight swim in a closed pool, cigarettes and joints, sunsets, eating fruit on the beach, acting tough even tho he’s literally tiny

you get the idea

also for reference he’s blond!troye

so yH he is pretentious and sarcastic as fuck and pretends not to care when he acts childish and ends up offending ppl except UH OH deep down he feels bad n is just trying to figure out how to navigate growing up n entering the adult world u dig ??

that’s all i have for u here again feel free to check out his stats page for more info but like HIT! ME! UP! bitches i am a SLUT for angst give me the most dramatic plots possible i want it all !!

CONNECTION IDEAS:

girl gang ! jas needs his ladies to gossip and watch rom coms and cry abt cute boys with

hookups ! i want toxic on and off hookups, unrequited feelings (either way), one nights stands, etc etc

someone who jasper rly wants to sleep with/they rly wna sleep with jasper but it hasn’t happened for whatever reason

i rly want a plot where like jas and this person used to HATE each other but now they’re like rly close yuergfsjyergh

also vice versa. they were super close at first and bc of a fight or whatever they’re like E N E M I E S now

art buddy ! someone else who will whip out their grungy clothes and spread out newspapers all over the floor and paint the day away with him

he’s rly good at breaking people out of their shells so anyone who’s like more of an ~innocent and needs someone to expose them to partying n being wild…….hit him uP

partying friends, ride or die, an ex, someone who he rly looks up to, someone who hates him, someone who looks up to him??, EVERYTHING ok every angsty plot u can imagine i want

#denver:intro #hLO throws flowers #this is trash but what do u expect from me honestly

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jjasprtfjyghkj-blog · 7 years ago

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what’s up y’all !! i’m nev and i like stephen king and horror and my cat and that’s literally all there is to me ✌️👏🗣 i’m so mcfUCKING HYPE to be here wOW anyway under the cut you’ll find some general info on my lil monster boi jasper and if u click HERE you can find his stats and some more detailed stuff abt him !!

✰ ·° ˑ ✕ ( troye sivan, cismale, he/him ) i think i saw JASPER PELLETIER back in newport beach. you know, the TWENTY year old who looks just like TROYE SIVAN. i heard they’re an upcoming JUNIOR at the SCHOOL OF THE ART INSTITUTE OF CHICAGO (SAIC) now, but that may have changed. known notoriously for being -PRETENTIOUS and -SARCASTIC, but yet they’re +ENTERPRISING and +QUICK-WITTED, but i’ve never personally knew them. i can tell you that INVINCIBLE by OK Go really reminds me of them. (nev, cst, she/her)

so jasper was born and raised here in newport beach. his dad is a hotshot psychologist with a private practice and his mom is a published poet who teaches poetry classes and workshops locally. despite their success, his parents are both rly grounded, good people who always made time for their kids. they never spoiled jasper and his sister with material things, instead it was spoiling them with travel and culture and learning, etc. stanley (his dad) is also deeply interested in philosphy, so he’s passed that love onto jasper

jas came out as gay when he was 14, a freshman in high school. he’d always ~known but was scared as HELL to come out. because of his more feminine features and what other kids called his “tells,” he was essentially forced out of the closet before he was ready. it was tough as hell for him, but thankfully when he came out to his parents and his sister they were beyond accepting and made that experience a little easier than it would otherwise have been. especially with two years of college under his belt now, he’s extremely open about and proud of his sexuality

this boy smokes so 👏much 👏weed 👏like he generally has a joint or two on him tucked away between his cigarettes. he is also, however, big-time against hard drugs (coke, heroin, meth, etc). he’s done coke a couple times, but like in general he won’t touch that shit !! and he’ll probably purse his lips at u if u do it in front of him, but unless ur like rly good friends he prob won’t actually say anything bc he tries not to be ~preachy. if ur good friends tho boy watch out he’ll randomly get pissed off abt it and start a fight eryfjyethyrgaudhsja

he had a bf in high school that he was like heart eyes over but stuff went down and in the end they sort of mutually broke up after a huge explosive fight right before his bf went off to college. it’s mostly jasper’s fault and he knows that and it’s lowkey his biggest regret. his second bf was his freshman year at saic and that ended even worse bc he ended up being a crazy asshole, so after that jas was like ok fuck! this! and decided he wasn’t doing boyfriends anymore for a while and he’s still in that mindset except deep down he’s craving that intimacy

he wild !! seriously he has so much excess energy and acts like a child most of the time. he will throw skittles at people’s heads for the vine

you get the idea

also for reference he’s blond. he just recently dyed it tho so it would be a new thing for everyone back home !!

that’s all i have for u here again feel free to check out his stats page for more info but like HIT! ME! UP! bitches i am a SLUT for angst give me the most dramatic plots possible i want it all !!

CONNECTION IDEAS:

girl gang ! jas needs his ladies to gossip and watch rom coms and cry abt cute boys with

hookups ! i want toxic on and off hookups, i want the hookup that happened last time they were both in town and now it’s awkward, unrequited feelings (either way), the “we hated each other in high school” hookup. all the angsty hookups

someone who jasper rly wants to sleep with/they rly wna sleep with jasper but it hasn’t happened for whatever reason

i rly want a plot where like jas and this person hated each other in high school but now they’re like.....best friends rygfskyeguhes

also vice versa. they were super close growing up and bc of a fight or whatever they’re like E N E M I E S now

someone who jasper was friends with like WAY back in the day when they were kids in elementary school maybe they were neighbors idk but they were like bffs back then and drifted apart in hs and now they like....don’t rly talk and it’s kind of awkward bc they used to be so close but just went in different directions

art buddy ! someone else who will whip out their grungy clothes and spread out newspapers all over the floor and paint the day away with him

would love for him to have his queer bff ?? preferably a lesbian ?!

he’s rly good at breaking people out of their shells so anyone who’s like more of an ~innocent and needs someone to expose them to partying n being wild.......hit him uP

he has an older sister but like i live for sibling-like friendships so get @ me with that. someone he’s rly protective over OR someone who’s rly protective over him (platonically)

also platonic touchy-feely friendships where they’re always cuddling n giving each other kisses but it’s like strictly as friends they’re just ~close

#take this shoddily slapped together intro !!#AND COME PLOT W ME FOOLS !!#throws flowers #im at work but....ill be around to chat and also ill be home by the time we oPEN

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the-mf-bread-babies · 4 years ago

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20/6/20

× REBUILD III ×

+ RUNAWAY RENEGADES +

[ COLLECTION I ]

“backstories”

∆ VOLUME TWO ∆

“Odd Beginnings”

· PART ONE ·

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CHAPTER ONE

DINER DATE

It was a rainy night. The clock inside the diner probably hadn't been fixed in decades, which only made time pass more slower for Jason. Jason Aronowitz Watanabe, 16 years old, was waiting for his first date to arrive at the restaurant. His mother and father were sitting in front of him, eagerly awaiting for her too. Among all the excuses the two had speculated, the son had grown tired and realized that maybe he didn't want to do this in the first place.

Jason stared at the unmoving clock, the sound of rain pattering filling his ears. God, it would be such a good time to sleep right now. “Honey, she's probably stuck in traffic,” said Judy, his mother. She spent hours to do her hair, makeup, and outfit. This might have been her son's date, but her and her husband's was going to take place as soon as the girl had arrived, and it was ten times more grand than Jason's. They had a reservation at Chili's.

Hisashi Watanabe, Jason's father, kept his eyes focused on the road outside. Maybe this was her. No, then that one. Also no. Well, hopefully Jason's not getting pranked or whatever. Oh, that's a cool truck. Bye, cool truck. Damn, that reservation's probably busted by now. So long, paradise pie. Two hours to get here and both dates are probably cancelled by now. Jason looks sad. Actually, he always does, it's understandable, but this time's sadder than usual.

“Jason, look outside!” The father whispered excitedly, pointing out the window. “Whatever. I wanna go home.” Jason grumbled angrily, his voice slightly cracking either from crying or just puberty. “Sorry, just… a limo,” Hisashi uttered quietly. “We can order something if you want,” Judy suggested, awkwardly smiling, her big sunglasses shielding the intense mix of emotions she was feeling– anger, disappointment, sadness. Also, hunger.

“Mm,” Jason replied cryptically. “Waiter! Can I get a menu, please?” Judy yelled out, startling the two men. She ordered something, her voice being reduced to mumbles by Jason zoning out, eyes fixated on the table. “Sweetie, do you want a milkshake? They have cookies and cream,” His mother asked, gaining back his attention. “Um, okay, sure.” Jason answered, giving his mother and the waiter a polite smile. “Thank you.” He went back to zoning out.

His parents were having a conversation about something unimportant, and the restaurant was awfully ambient. There was a jukebox, but that, too, was broken. This seemed like an appropriate situation for the boy to get distracted from everything and daydream. Damn, it would be so cool if he could play the drums. Ah, to be a transformer. Imagine going to have a heart transplant surgery, and Gerard says, “Babe, it's okay,” and then when it's done you ask the nurse who gave you the heart and she replies, “Frank Iero,” and you and the other three remaining members go get pizza or whatever. Poor Frank. Was that a bell ringing. Oh, to be a lamb in a field, eating grass. Ew, imagine eating grass…

HELLO.

A shadowy figure towered over Jason threateningly, katakana surrounding her. Who the hell is this?

“Do you need money?” Judy asked quietly, counting some dollar bills, thinking this was some random person. “Yeah!” She shouted excitedly. “Gimme five hundred thousand dollars, stat!” Jason's face turned to the girl. Her shirt read “TACO,” with an image of a cartoon taco below it. Cloaking the ugly t-shirt was a blue jacket that seemed quite old and vintage. Well, at least her outfit is matching. “Um… are you…” he asked the girl.

“Your date for tonight, partner!” Oh, she has braces. Yeah, seemed like a braces person. “Awesome! Now you two don't do any funny business, okay?” Jason's dad stated, pointing. “Dad, what.” “Well, off to visit your mother!” He added, his arm around Judy, the two scooting out of the seat to make room for the girl. “Cool! Your dad knows TF2?” The girl said, her face sparking up in joy. “I was an animator for the shorts,” Hisashi revealed, much to the girl's excitement. “HOLY SHIT!!! CAN I GET AN AUTOGRAPH?!” She yelled out, turning the heads of some people in the diner. “Sure thing,” he answered, signing a napkin. “Okay, bye, you two,”

Jason's eyes met the girl's, realising he forgot what her name was. Um… well, her brother's a senior, right? Tony… Tony Blenderson… Bender… Flanders… Uh… “Hi! You're Jason, right? From History?” She asked, raising his fear more. How did he even agree to this in the first place? Oh, right, their moms are friends. “Um, yeah, and you're…” Oh God. Grave mistake. “Man, I don't know! Most people just call me by my last name. First names are boring, you get me?” She confessed, calming him down slightly. “Oh, uh… yeah! Uh, so I can call you…” “Anytime!” She added confidently. “Huh?” Jason said, confused. “Henderson, man! Hendersonville is actually an actual place, by the way! Could you BELIEVE IT?!” Jason awkwardly agreed, not knowing what to do. “Yeah… like Disneyland or something…”

The conversation went on, with the occasional text from Jason's parents. “So then I was all like, I know karate, you dumbass,” she started, Jason trying his best to understand what the hell she was talking about. “And this stupid little goat starts headbutting me, and I'm bleeding and stuff, obviously, keep in mind I had a hamburger, that's important, okay,” The boy nodded his head along. “So, yeah, that was how gender equality is. Yeah, zoos are dumb, they're bad,” “Yeah, like, it's not good for them and stuff,” Jason said, finally having some material for the conversation.

He paused for a bit, unsure if the other was going to add anything. “So, uh, what do you do? Like, um, in general, yeah,” he asked, sipping his milkshake. “Kill people.” She blurted. “Okay. I like collecting stamps.” He replied jokingly. “HAH! God, what a riot you are! Oh boy, STAMPS!!!” Henderson laughed exaggeratedly, thinking it sounded natural, and possibly cute. “Yeah…?” “Yeah, not real people, but like, I play video games a lot. You ever play Slime Rancher? I've got six thousand days on that guy.” She confessed seriously, crossing her arms. “Also, used to play Overwatch, but that was so last rebuild. Now, in this one, I prefer Garden Warfare. You know, the FPS Plants vs. Zombies game?” She casually added, Jason sending his usual confused nodding and raised eyebrows with a slightly opened mouth as a reply.

Jason thought for a bit. “I play Apex,” He said disappointedly. “Oh, didn't it end because of that big rapper guy? Marshmello? Yeah. Sorry, dude.” Henderson comforted. “Um. I guess?” Jason ate the Oreo on top of the milkshake. “Yeah, and I also listen to emo stuff. I was born in the wrong generation.” He said, stirring the drink. “Oh, like PSY? Yeah, my old neighbor listened to him.” .. huh. “Um… yeah, and like, MGR and stuff…” “Cool! What's that stand for, again? My cousin listens to Chaos! in the Gathering, Nuclear Lad, thirty three tailors, so I know emo.” Henderson bragged. “Oh, it stands for My Geological Rocks! It's because they're pretty rock, and one of them saw this book where the title was ‘Geological Rocks’ or whatever, so they named the band that.” He explained truthfully. “ Oh ! That's Dumb ! ” She blatantly said, her hand loosely swinging a spoon.

“Oh, shit, you don't have food. Um, do you want some?” Jason realized, offering Henderson the scraps of his milkshake. “Nope! Lactose intolerance, baby!” She confessed, a hint of sadness present in her face. “Oh. Sorry,” He said as he slurped up the remains quite loudly. “Should I ask them for a menu?” Jason asked, clearly not wanting to do so. “I ate a toasted toast sandwich earlier, so I'm not really hungry.” “A toasted toast sandwich is a piece of toast slotted between two other pieces of toasted bread. With butter spread on some of them.” Henderson explained in detail. “Is it good?” Jason asked fearfully. “Duh,” she said. “Oh, okay,”

The two sat in silence. The room was quiet, even the chattering of the other customers were gone. Henderson waited patiently for a waiter to come by, her face staring at the table. “That's a weird stain.” She uttered, poking hesitantly at it. “Probably tea.” Jason added, looking at the stain. “Yeah,” Henderson agreed, resting her head on the table. They stared at the stain for some time. “So, uh, you like Jar-Jar’s Odd Journey?” Henderson asked, looking up at the other. “No, I don't watch anime,” he replied, prying at the stain with his fingernail. “Oh, okay. But like, do you like Jar-Jar’s?” Jason paused, looking at her and squinting his eyes, thinking what she was meaning to hint, then slowly realising it. “Well, do you like Power Princesses? With the cat lady and the other lady?” He asked slyly, smiling from ear to ear. “Yeah… literally and…” Henderson inspected Jason's jeans. “metaphorically… you know…” Jason inspected hers too. They both cuffed them, even though Henderson's were already a good length, now a bit too short, resulting in a very prominent hint. “So yes, I do watch Jar-Jar, then,” he replied. They nodded, smiling in Mystery.

“So, why'd you even agree to this?” Jason asked, facing her. “I dunno. Felt rebellious to steal my sister's date, I guess.” Jason leaned back in his seat, blinking interestedly. “So, if it weren't for you meddling fool, I would've gone on a date with a CRSCO girl, huh?” “Sksksksks and I oop,” Jason questioned dramatically. “Yes. That's actually why I'm late; I drove here by myself.” Henderson confessed, smirking. “And I knew I wouldn't like this date if it was at some fancy restaurant, so I picked somewhere I could eat, hence why the location is so unsuitable.” “The distance, especially. That was so my family couldn't track me down.” “As if they'd care.” Henderson folded her hands together on the table and put her head down and stared at them, her hair swinging dramatically in front of her.

“Well that's bad. And bad… ass,” Jake stated, tilting his head awkwardly. “Like, your family, that's bad, like, your brother's a… he's not nice, necessarily, but you stealing a date from your sister and driving to some random-ass diner in the middle of nowhere, that's some Gone Girl shit.” he explained, eyes burning with awe.

“I mean, I've had some friends from band that met your sister, and from what I've heard, and I'm sorry for being nosy, but, I mean, it really justifies this whole… thing. So, uh, yeah. Sorry,” Jason continued as Henderson moved her Orbs to meet his.

“So, how'd it feel to set her room on fire? Were the firefighters and shit? Again, sorry for being nosy.” Jason asked casually, doing his first attempt at the three-paragraph thing. Henderson giggled uncontrollably, wiping tears off of her Orbs. “Wha– FIRE?! Who told you that? I only just threw some of her stuff out the window, but SETTING IT ON FIRE WAS NOT PART OF THE PLAN, JASON!!” Jason sat up, stammering in response. “B-But, um, like, uh, Tristan, from band, the school band, said that– you, uh, like, it was midnight, and he woke up because of all the sirens, and– yeah.” Jason explained, his voice nervously loud, and his hands gesturing wildly. “Oh!” she yelled out, remembering the experience.

“That was the time I tried modifying the hell outta french fries and I set the kitchen on fire! Like, I was pouring the fries in, then the fire just shot up, like, ten feet, and my hair almost caught on fire, the smoke alarm was ringing, it was hell, man, hell,” Henderson explained excitedly. “So, yeah, someone called the fire station, next thing I know, I'm getting yelled at severely, and I can't play video games or go on my phone for three weeks!” Jason nodded in awe. “How did you… mod… fries?” He asked in confusion, rubbing his chin. “Oh, I put olive oil, safflower oil, cooking oil, and corn oil, also I used a flat frying pan, put in two brands of fries, made sure it wasn't overcrowded, also put a thick layer of seasoning on the pan and I folded it like scrambled eggs.”

“So yeah, a literal recipe for disaster. Never doing that again.” Henderson stated, although she was most definitely going to make the same mistake in a few years with Rachel. “Ah. I see. Why the flat frying pan?” Jason asked. “Oh, the other pans were in the sink and I was lazy.” She replied, making a disappointed face. “also i'm pretty sure that it caused the oil to like. yknow. vooooshhhhh” Henderson added, sinking her face into her hands.

Jason thought of a more embarrassing moment. “Wanna know that time I went to the ER because I was too goth?” “Wait, two times! One, I ate black lipstick, the other, I got choked by a…” Jason sunk his head down. “homemade e-boy necklace…” Henderson cackled loudly, slapping the table. “How the hell do you get choked by that?!” Jason pursed his lips sadly. “I was wearing the necklace first and put it on backwards, big mistake, it had a really heavy padlock, then my binder, which was way too tight, so it was choking me, but I was wearing my turtleneck, and my arms were stuck, so I just smacked the dresser violently.” “And that's how I came out to my parents.” Jason said, smirking and crossing his arms together. “Thankfully, they let me buy a better one that didn't, like, kill me.” He added.

Henderson's jaw was hanging open in surprise. “You're trans too?!” Jason pogged in response, “TOO?!” The two shared a very intense and complicated series of high-fives and fistbumps, screaming in joy. “Man, so this is why you stole that dumbass’ date!” “Solidarity!” Jason stated, smiling. “Thanks for saving me, uh…” He paused, waiting for a confirmation. “Uh… I dunno. Girl?” Henderson replied, shrugging. “Girl! I am Dude!” Jason shouted, giving her a thumbs-up. “Cool! Hi Dude!” She yelled out, earning a very strong high-five from Jason. “Hell Yeah !!!!!!!!”

“Man, you want something to celebrate? This shit's nice as hell.” Jason asked, visibly in a better mood than before. “To hell with it! Cheesy Frickin’ Fries for the lady!” Henderson shouted in joy. “And for the man?” Jason thought for a bit. “Truck” he uttered, giving her an emotional gaze. Get it? Gaze? “Ah, okay. Truck it is, then,” Henderson confirmed before raising her head to get the waiter's attention.

“Waiter ain't here. Should I? Go to the counter?” She asked, pointing to the front of the diner. Jason nodded in response. Henderson approached the counter, her hands in her pockets, her eyes looking around. There was not a single person to be seen, the pies sitting on the rack softly, asking to be stolen and devoured. “Be… do…” she whispered softly, her hand reaching to the pies, only to be stopped by the other one. Disappointed, she went back to Jason, frowning.

“God hates us.” She uttered, her head pointing up. “No one at the counter, no one near the entrance, so no friggin’ cheese fries.” She grumbled, “Drove five friggin’ hours in the friggin’ rain just for this dumbass shit. Can't even have the friggin’ pies, that's illegal,” Jason looked at her sadly. “Hey, it's okay, I brought snacks,” He pulled out a packet of chips from his hoodie pocket. “Here's the fries…” Jason placed a slightly melted cheese slice onto the table. “And here's the cheese!” “Hipster, innit? All deconstructed an’ stuff,” He said happily, swinging his arm a la Grunkle Stan.

“What a gentleman. Thank you, Jarnathan Jarstar, my brother,” Henderson said gratefully, unwrapping the cheese slice packet. “Good job, uh, Catra,” Jason commented, opening the chips packet. As they dined happily, a tall, scary figure approached them slowly and murderously.

“Ya can't bring outside food in here.”

“It's against the rules, kiddos.”

“Might getcha banned fer life if yer not careful enough.”

“Aah!!” Jason screamed quietly. The figure revealed itself under the illumination of the ceiling lights— a man, presumably middle-aged, dressed in a cheap chicken costume, donning a knight helmet. “You wouldn't make the cut. Ya just wouldn't.” The man uttered cryptically, confusing the two. Was this weirdo the mascot or just some guy? “I have pepper spray, creep.” Henderson threatened, pointing the self-defence tool at the costumed man. “Like that'll do anythin’.” He pointed out, glaring at the girl.

In response, Jason pushed the man, Henderson following suit by vigorously kicking the life out of him. Blood oozed out of the now-stained costume as he begged for help, trying his best to explain the current situation. “Stop! Please stop!” He yelled out, only for the helmet to be removed by Henderson, who was ready to punch the hell outta him.

Some balding white guy sporting bad facial hair had been the culprit all along. Jason pulled the remains of his hair and threw him to the floor, yelling. Out of the blue, a group of people showed up, coming to the rescue and pulling them apart from each other. “Whose idea was to be threatening again?!” The man in the chicken costume yelled out, clearly angry at all of them. “Run!” Henderson shouted, grabbing the snacks and dragging Jason out of the diner, only to be chased down by the others.

“Who the hell was that guy?!” Jason yelled, running. “I may be weird, but I definitely don't know that guy, and definitely not enough for him to just show up like that!” Henderson shouted back, confused. “Guess it's some weird kidnapper, then? Or a really odd mascot.” Jason said, dashing around the street corner. “Probably!” Henderson ran past Jason. “Hey, wait up! I was kicked outta the track team for a reason, Henderson!” The boy yelled, running out of breath. The girl went back to him, feeling a bit guilty.

“I, uh, have asthma.” Jason said, pulling out his inhaler. “Oh, um, I'm, uh, really, really, sorry.” Henderson nervously apologized, her mind wondering what would happen if Jason died right then and there. Oh, she'd definitely have to go to court. Maybe it'll be like Legally Blonde. Jason stood back up, gesturing to Henderson to keep going. “Hey, I'm okay, go ahead.” “You can leave me here if you want. Death isn't a big concern for me; I'll meet all the MGR members, then when I go to hell I can punch Brendon Urie in the face…” Jason struggled out. “… because he's like, racist,” “Bob Bryar too, man,” Henderson nodded slowly, not knowing what the hell kinda emo thing he was referencing.

Jason looked behind Henderson, surprised. “Hhhh… they're not killing us…” he tried out, pointing to her back. “Oh, hey, yeah. Let's go hide somewhere.” Henderson suggested, looking around for a good shelter. “I'm gonna tell this to my parents first…” Jason said, moving down to sit on the ground. “Oh, man. There's no reception here.” He revealed, getting more and more scared with every second they stayed there, the possibility of them being caught and killed or whatever growing steadily.

“I mean, we are in Ohio, Jason. There's a bigger chance of us stumbling into a big-ass cornfield than us getting reception in some super rural town like this.” Henderson sighed. “This place is called Van Wert, Jay. How friggin’ hillbilly is that? Van Wurrrtt, yee-haw,” She commented angrily. Jason took a deep breath and stood back up, scanning the horizon.

“Well, hard to find a place where we won't get shot immediately when entering, especially at this hour. I mean, gun store, bar, creepy pharmacy, another gun store, mom and pop, mom and pop's gun store, shooting range, farmer's market, café (with a rifle under the counter), barbershop, ranch–” Henderson smiled from ear to ear as she heard what Jason just said. “RANCH?! WITH HORSES?!”

tob e fucketh continue

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oh that names so epic omg

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flourhurricane · 8 years ago

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Meet Claire Lockhart (Fallout OC Info Sheet)

(Many thanks go out to @madddraws for the format. I changed the order slightly and made a couple of additions, but Maddy gets all the credit! 💛)

Full Name: Osa Claire Lockhart Nickname(s): Mama Bear (army nickname); Charmer (Railroad codename) Biological Age: 35 Chronological Age: 245, in 2287 Birth Date: September 7, 2042 Height: 5’3” / 160 cm Weight: 130 lbs. / 59 kg Eyes: Blue Hair: Ginger Body Type: short, muscular, top hourglass shape

S.P.E.C.I.A.L. Stats: STR 7, PER 7, END 6, CHR 10, INT 6, AGL 8, LCK 7 Pre-War Status: former corporal in the United States Army; lawyer at Cambridge Law Offices, specializing in family law. Current Status: General of the Minutemen; semi-retired Railroad heavy; ex-Brotherhood of Steel Knight -- refused promotion to Paladin.

Relationship Status: widowed; later remarries Spouse(s): Nathaniel Gerard (murdered); Danse Sexuality: heterosexual Gender: cis female Ethnicity: Irish, Mexican Languages: English, Spanish, and some Mandarin Chinese Religion: a recovering Catholic, as she puts it. Family: Osa Martinez Connolly (grandmother; deceased), Osa Connolly Lockhart (mother; died of brain aneurysm), Ennis Lockhart (father; died of liver failure), Floyd Johnathan Lockhart (younger brother; missing), Sean Gerard (deceased), Sean Nathaniel Lockhart (son; synth), Osa Haylen Danse (daughter; born in 2289), Pillar Emilia Danse (daughter; born in 2292). Pets: Dogmeat; Athena (Danse’s rottweiler); Shroud (Sean’s black cat)

/ More under the cut... /

Disabilities / Illnesses / Injuries: Claire has severe hearing loss (70 percent) in her left ear, caused by a combat injury during the Battle of Anchorage. A spider mine was involved. Allergies: none Scars: There are three long claw marks on the left side of her face, inflicted by the deathclaw in Concord. There’s also a faint scar behind her left ear from reconstructive surgery. Tattoos: a bouquet of bluebonnets on her right foot and ankle; a black ink sugar skull on her right inner wrist. Distinct Physical Traits: Her hair is long, past the shoulders, usually worn in a bun. She has freckles all over her face but mainly on the bridge of her nose and her cheeks. Her arms, back, and shoulders are strong and muscular, like a swimmer’s body. She has stretch marks on her stomach, where she still carries most of her pregnancy weight and is trying to lose it. Voice: Texas accent; feminine, medium-high tone. Her voice gets higher and her accent is more obvious whenever she’s angry or upset. Make Up: some eyeliner, neutral eye shadow, and dark pink / red lipstick. Clothing: Claire��s most worn articles of clothing are her militia hat, her Rad-Ban sunglasses, Danse’s holotags, flannel shirts, blue jeans, and her cowboy boots. Sometimes, she’ll wear a Grognak or a Silver Shroud graphic tee. When the weather is cooler, she’ll layer with vests and scarves, or her leather jacket. She’s not a fan of dresses but she loves anything with lace and/or embroidery. Fashion / LifeStyle: Claire will always be a country girl and her lifestyle reflects that. Cute, but practical and comfortable. On occasion, she’ll buck the everyday routine and wear something more feminine.

Affiliations: the Minutemen; the Railroad Former Affiliations: the Brotherhood of Steel Neutral Affiliations: the Mechanist; Acadia; Far Harbor; Children of Atom Enemy Groups: the Institute; raiders; gunners; the L&L Gang; Rust Devils; the Disciples; the Operators; the Pack. Friends: Deacon, Piper Wright, Nick Valentine, Preston Garvey, Cait, Farah Karim (OC), Robert Joseph MacCready, Scribe Haylen, Mayor Hancock, Curie, Sturges, Mama Murphy, Ellie Perkins, Ronnie Shaw, Glory, Tinker Tom. Acquaintances: Strong, Jun and Marcy Long, the Abernathys, Hawthrone, the Bobrov brothers, Pastor Clements, Fahrenheit, Z1-14, Dr. Carrington, Drummer Boy, Desdemona, Old Man Stockton, Amelia Stockton, Isabella Cruz. Former Friends: Proctor Ingram, Liam Binet, X6-88. Enemies: No enemies, but there is animosity between Claire and Elder Maxson.

Weapon(s) of Choice: Righteous Authority, Deliverer, and a plasma pistol with a long recon scope called Green Lightening. Strengths: lock-picking, marksmanship -- she earned a pistol sharpshooter badge during her time in the army; stealth; friendly and outgoing; empathetic; persistent; observant; a great communicator. Flaws: losing small items like her keys and hair bands; does not always take orders well from superiors; is hard on herself when she believes something is her fault; can be incredibly nosy.

Likes: science fiction novels and B-movies; radio dramas; cooking; sewing; dogs; (American) football; country and rockabilly music; helping others; target practice; the smell of power armor grease; early morning runs sex with Danse. Dislikes: short jokes; cleaning; terminals; destructive chem use; being underestimated -- she’s learned to use it to her advantage; being alone. Hates: radscorpions and mole rats; murder; domestic abuse; killing feral ghouls; showing vulnerability; feeling unneeded. Favorite Color(s): yellow and turquoise Favorite Foods: tamales, grilled corn on the cob; ribeye steak; Blamco Mac ‘n’ Cheese; chicken noodle soup; poached angler; radstag stew. Favorite Drinks: Nuka Cola Victory; Nuka Cherry; sweet iced tea; Guinness and Gwinnett stout beer. Favorite Snacks: potato crisps; Fancy Lad’s snack cakes.

Five Random Facts: + Claire knows what it’s like to be poor. Not the rich man’s definition of poor, but the “I duct-taped the bottom of my backpack because my family can’t spare the money to buy a new one, stop laughing at me” kind of poor. The “I live in a trailer park and my classmates call me white trash” poor. Or the “I joined the army because all the jobs in my town disappeared when the oil rigs shut down” poor.

+ While Claire embraces her mother’s and abuela’s Mexican heritage more than her father’s Irish heritage, she’s well aware she benefited from her Irish looks. Strangers from before the war never yelled at her to go back to Mexico, or call her lazy, or accuse her of stealing their jobs. Whereas the two women she loved and respected more than anyone were targets of such hate; they worked jobs no one else wanted, worked hard, and were legal American citizens.

+ She met her late husband in Anchorage. Nate was a surgeon stationed at the army hospital and Claire was one of the patients. He was the one who operated on her ear. They met again years later when both of them had moved to New England.

+ Claire hates killing feral ghouls because she knows they were once people, and they were most likely people she used to know. Friends, neighbors, co-workers, the mailwoman, the sweet cashier at her favorite store, etc. She knows they’re a threat to everyone, and killing them can also be seen as an act of kindness, but it’ll never sit well with her.

+ She’s excellent at making people feel comfortable enough to open up to her. It’s an innate talent that helped her when she was a lawyer, since many of her clients were abuse victims. Present day, it helps her when talking with scared settlers and synths, or when investigating cases with Nick. She’d make a great spy, too, but she’s too recognizable nowadays.

#fallout ocs #ocs #my ocs #oc: claire lockhart #fallout #fallout 4 #sole survivor #female sole survivor

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pets-beaty · 5 years ago

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text symbols is very easy to understand the SMS symbols. This is how you discover the meaning of the SMS symbols or emoticons as they are called that you receive. However, if you encounter problems, you can consult the following list of SMS symbols. There are many people who are new to texting and chatting online. These people find it very daunting when they receive a text message with smiley faces. They cannot decipher the meanings, especially when typing in: ^ {or: (#).

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This is a new form of communication that is also called Short Text Messages (SMS). We must use our cell phone to send chat messages to our friends. In addition to texting, we are also addicted to online chats.

Text Symbols History

Smiley Face Symbol The idea and the first use of a smiley with text is credited to Scott Elliott Fahlman, a computer scientist at Carnegie Mellon University. He thought that using smile and frown text symbols would help notice board users to distinguish between serious messages and jokes. The message with details about the use of smiley emoticons was posted in September 1982. In this article, Smiley Lore :-), Fahlman describes why he felt it was necessary to mark messages that contributors did not want to take seriously by others who read it Bulletin board:

Common Text Message Emoticon Symbols

Emoticons are images or faces made of characters on the keyboard of a mobile phone. You can choose to send emoticons to express your mood or add some humor or personality to a message instead of typing a full message.

Other text message Symbol Meaning Sources

The popular symbols and emoticons change daily and new ones are constantly being made. If you don't find any symbols and emoticons on these lists that meet your needs or get confused by a message you've received, look at some online databases with a more extensive list of text symbols, emoticons and other fun text message ideas.

It even becomes embarrassing to ask about their meanings, because it implies that you are not aware of the latest developments in technologically cool languages. You don't have to worry anymore. This Techspirited article covers some of the most commonly used symbols used for texting and chatting. You can refer to the following list of SMS symbols as a dictionary to help resolve your confusion behind the various acronyms and abbreviations.

Read also about at sign (@)

When you receive a message with the alphabet 'Y', this simply stands for the word 'why'. If someone says "U8?" Sends, do they actually mean that you ate? The 'U' stands for you and '8' stands for eaten. If you get a text symbol in massage from someone like: "(it simply means that sender is crying. The symbol <3 stands for heart. Vowels in the spelling are usually omitted because it helps to minimize the number of keystrokes. For example," btwn "is in between because and "hndsm" stands for handsome.

With these symbols you not only save time, but you can also send longer texts that contain more personality and emotion. You can also use these text symbols when sending messages on popular social networking sites. If you can't find a symbol or emoticon that meets your needs, create one yourself and teach it to your friends. Who knows? Your symbol or emoticon can become the next trend.

Texting Symbol

Meaning

Texting Symbol

Meaning

:<>

Amazed

((@))-((@))

the Demon Headmaster

o:-)

Angel smiley

:-P

Tongue in cheek

:-ll

Angry

:-amp;

Tongue-tied

(-.-) Zzzz . . .

asleep

: [

unfriendly

:-X

Big Kiss

: - (

unhappy

I - O

bored/yawning

: C

v. unhappy/incredulous

((((((((((O>>>>>>o

cannon firing

:-))

Very Happy

*$gt;) / :O)

clown

:-*

Kiss

%-)

Confused

^_^

"kiki"

d8:)

Cool

Squint

X-(

cross

O.o

Confused

:'-(

Crying

<:O

Upset

Disappointed

Heart

:-&

Disgusted

Pacman

o-&->

Doing nothing

:|]

Robot

:-).....

Drooling face

Happy

:*)

Drunk smiling face

Sad

<:-O

eek!

Tongue

>=-O

frightened

Grin

&:-)

From a person with curly hair

Gasp

#:-)

From a person with matted hair

;)

Wink

\=o-o=/

glasses

Glasses

:-D

very happy, laughing

Sunglasses

:-,

Hmmmm..., smirking

Cute/Cat-like

:- I

hypnotized!

<:(

Grumpy

O-S->

In a hurry

Unsure

ITD

in the dark

:'(

Cry

:-*

Kiss

3:)

Devil

knight

O:)

Angel

: ))

laughing

:putnam:

Chris Putnam (Facebook Engineer)

:-D

Laughing

Symbol for Facebook

Meaning

Love Heart

o:-)

Angel smiley

:-S

makes no sense

:-X

Big Kiss

O-Z->

man running (whole body figure)

d8:)

Cool

Ooooh!!shocked

:-).....

Drooling face

8->

person in glasses grinning evilly

:-*

Kiss

O-G->

Pointing to self

Love Heart

: - \

puzzled

@>-->--

red rose

@<--<--

red rose

:-))

Very Happy

:-(

Sad

( '}{' )

Boy and girl kissing

: - O

saying 'Oh!'

:")

Blush

:-@

Screaming

;)

Cheeky wink

: v

shouting

;-)

Flirty

(O->

something fishy here

:-x or :o*

Kiss

SITD

still in the dark

Wink

8-)

Sunglasses face

*^_^*

Huge Wide Grin

:-O

Surprised/shocked

})i({

Butterfly

:-. ssshhh

talking very quietly

:-p

Naughty

<[]I

television/video screen

Text Abbreviation

Meaning

Text Abbreviation

Meaning

?4U

Question for you

IMO

in my opinion

2bctnd

to be continued

J4F

just for fun

2g4u

too good for you

J4K

just for kisses

2l8

Too late

Just Kidding

2MORO

Tomorrow

keep cool

2NITE

Tonight

KIT

keep in touch

2WIMC

too whom it may concern

L8R

Later

Forever

LOL

Laugh Out Loud

4yeo

for your eyes only

LTG

Like to go

AAM

as a matter of fact

LTK

like to come

AB!

Ah Bless!

LYLAS

Love you like a sister

Adctd2uv

addicted to love

Anytime anywhere anyplace

AFAIK

as far as I know

mate

AFK

away from keyboard

MGB

may God bless

AML

all my love

MYOB

mind your own business

AMOF

As a matter of fact

NMH

Not much here

ASAP

as soon as possible

NO1

no one

ASFAIC

As far as I am concerned

No Problem or Nosy Parents

ASL

age, sex, location

NSA

No strings attached

ATW

at the weekend

NVM

Never mind

AYDY

Are you done yet

O4U

only for you

AYS

Are you serious

OIC

Oh I see

B4N

Bye for now

OMG

Oh my God

BCNU

Be Seeing You

OXOX

Hugs and kisses

BFF

Best Friends Forever

PCM

please call me

BRB

Be right back

PLMK

Please let me know

BTW

By The Way

POV

Point of view

C&G

Chuckle and grin

PPL

people

call me

RBTL

Read between the lines

COS

Because

RMB

ring my bell

see you

ROFL

Rolling on floor laughing

CUL

see you later

SRY

sorry

DQMOT

Don't quote me on this

STATS

your sex and age

DUR?

don't you remember?

STBY

Sucks to be you

EOD

end of discussion

T+

think positive

EOL

end of lecture

T2ul

talk to you later

F2F

face to face

TMB

Text me back

F2T

free to talk

TMI

Too much information

fingers crossed

TTYL

Talk to you later

FYEO

for your eyes only

TYVM

Thank you very much

FYI

for your information

U4E

yours forever

genius

UFB

Unfreakingly believable

Girlfriend

URH

You are hot

Boyfriend

URTO

you are the one

good game

W4U

waiting for you

GMTA

great minds think alike

WAN2

want to

GR8

Great

WEG

Wicked Evil Grin

GTG

Got to go

WRT

with respect to

GTSY

great to see you

WTG

way to go

H&K

hugs and kisses

WUF

where are you from

hate

WWYC

Write when you can

HAGN

have a good night

WYWH

Wish you were here

HAND

have a nice day

Y2K

You are too kind

I see

YBS

you will be sorry

IDK

I don't know

You there

ILY

I love you

ZZZZ

Sleeping or bored

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mechanintendomaster · 8 years ago

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Chemistry (tentative title/ draft 3)

By: C. Mechayoshi

Created 5/30/17 (first draft)

6/4/17 (second)

7/7/17 (Third)

Summary: Not all Mario characters get along. When they get mixed up anyway, shenanigans occur. (Based on Mario Super Sluggers but is commentary on silly roster choices in a lot of Mario games)

Author note: Yes, this is silly. Enjoy.

Chapter1: Chemistry Crisis

Scenario 1: Shaggy Dog

Toadette marched down the street gang style with her good chemistry pals, Peach, Birdo, Toad, Toadsworth, Noki, and Pink Mii. It was a warm sunny day in the Mushroom Kingdom and they were heading down to the park where they would continue to own Toad Town with their tight friendship and good chemistry, or at least while playing baseball..

Peach whipped back her blond ponytail. She was wearing her signature sports attire consisting of a pink tank top and shorts. “It's great to have such amazing friends, isn't it?” she asked no one in particular.

Birdo straightened her bow. She had no special outfit, but she proudly wore a diamond ring (rumored to be a gift from Yoshi) that glistened in the sunlight. “Of course darling! We have the best fun!” However when the two girl’s eyes met, a spark ignited between the two.

“I can't stand you, Birdo!” Peach spat as she stopped walking and crossed her arms. “I’ve hated you since SMB2! You are always spitting eggs ever where you go! How unladylike!! Also as if-”

“Go there darling, and I will slap you to the dream world again,” Birdo warned, glaring back.

Toadette stepped in between them and held her arms out. “Guys! I mean, girls! Stop!!!”

Toadsworth laughed. “Indeed, young ladies! Cannot our mutual love for Toadette bridge the gap between us all?”

Toadette gave the elder a weird look. “Umm...don't say it like that... Let's keep it at having good results on the baseball field.”

“This is about baseball?” Jelectro Bond, the Noki asked. “I feel I am in the wrong story.”

BEEP BEEP. A car loudly honked at the septet. They were in the middle of the street after all. Everyone immediate got on the sidewalk but Birdo and Peach avoided eye contact, Toadsworth stood too close to Toadette, Jelectro was still confused, and Toad and Pink Mii continued to stand around.

Toad grabbed a handful of the popcorn he had. “Anyway, of course you belong. All Nokis love Toadette, and we're the Toadette Typhoons, right? So are we gonna have a cat fight or not?” Toad asked, looking at Peach and Birdo ammusingly.

“No!” Toadette yelled. “Let's just hang out at the park.”

“Yay, the park!” The pink Mii piped up. She was a really basic looking Mii. One might say she was a 'default' one, but she still got along with Toadette and that was all that mattered.

Just around the block, Toadette's arch-enemy Bowser, Goomba, and Paragoomba showed up before the gang could start moving again.

“Well look at these losers!” Bowser teased. He and the goombas stood in a line, taking up the whole sidewalk.

Toadette turned red in frustation. “We just wanna go to the park! Oh-” She abruptly leaned over, wrapping her arms around her self. A second later, the same happened to Peach, Toad and Toadsworth and they lay with Toadette on the hot concrete sidewalk.

“We... all hate Bowser, Goomba, and Paragoomba for…. obvious reasons.... Our fielding stats will now suffer...” Toadette gasped.

Bond scratched his head. “Excusez moi?”

Birdo shook her head in pittyance. “Bad chemistry, dear.”

“That's right pipsqueak!....Wait, I don't feel so good...” The extra large goomba stumbled forwards. “I just HATE Toad and Toadsworth! They think they're better than me!”

Bond lifted his sunglasses. “Richard? Is that you? I feel we should know each other.”

“I don't know you from Adam, shortie!” Dick stammered.

Bowser stepped past Dick. “That was weird.. So anyway, only the greatest king ever could reduce you all to-”

“Bad chemistry is mutual, honey.” Birdo said offhandedly.

Bowser then fell out to the ground in a thud, having bad chemistry with Peach, Toad, Toadette, and Toadsworth. “How is this happening?! Besides I secretly love Peach!!!”

Peach opened one eye despite her weakening. “Bowser, you fool, that's no secret!”

Now only Birdo, Bond, Pink Mii, and Paragoomba were left standing.

“What's it gonna be?” the Paragoomba teased. “I got no bad chemistry, what about you all?”

“I am still not sure why I'm here, but I have an odd dislike for Bowser Junior and Petey,” Bond replied. “Junior put a dent on my one million coin Aston Mushroom with his bike and never paid for it. Petey literally ate me on a spy mission, but I would rather not speak about that.”

The paragoomba thought for a moment. “Who knows where that Junior brat is, and Petey Piranha got departed somewhere when WiiU came out. I guess you're safe, spy dude. What about you?” He looked to Birdo.

She put her hand on her hip. “I cannot stand Peach, Tiny Kong, Wario, Blooper, and Waluigi.”

“Peach? Why did she not make you physically ill before?” Bond asked.

“I guess our mutual friendship with Toadette canceled it out the worse effects. And besides, Peach now is on the floor knocked out, like she should be!”

The paragoomba smirked. “Oooh! You two got some bad history, don't ya?”

Birdo huffed. “She's only the stupidest blonde ever! And Tiny? Such a tease. Wario, Blooper and Waluigi are just gross!”

“I do not think I understand how these chemistry rules work, but now what?” Bond asked.

“Leave?” Birdo asked. Birdo, Bond and paragoomba dropped what ever confrontation there was supposed to be, and left everyone else on the floor. Because their chemistry was bad with each other, no one was ever able to move again, thus making this a pointless (shaggy dog) story.

Scenario 2: Buddy Jump?

Mario and Bowser were in the center and left outfield together. Why a player would do that is unknown, but anyway King Boo was at the bat and predictably got a great hit, right between the hero and villain.

“Out of the way, plumber! It's mine!” Bowser growled. His heavy feet moved rapidly in an attempt to follow the ball's shadow.

“It's too high, we'll have to buddy jump!” Mario called, having reached the wall before Bowser.

The ball was still in the air, and about to leave the field when Bowser caught up.

“It's now or never! Trust me!” Mario urged.

Bowser shot him a look. “Well okay, come here!”

They stood by each other to activate the move, but something went wrong. Mario picked up Bowser instead of Bowser picking up Mario. The unnatural power of bad chemistry made Mario fling Bowser over the wall into the audience. Popcorn and hot dogs went everywhere as Bowser’s massive body belly flopped on the stadium seats and audience. Meanwhile, the ball continued souring and went into space resulting in a grand slam with King K. Rool, Funky Kong, and Wario already on bases. King Boo's team won 4-0.

Mario and Bowser, were standing around in the baseball center lobby, because they weren’t allowed in the party room.

Bowser punched Mario’s shoulder.

“Oww!”

“That’s for making me lose, plumber.” Bowser growled.

Mario distanced himself from the Koopa King. “I think we did the best we could considering we were the only players on our team!”

Just then, Toadsworth entered through the glass doors to the lobby. He had a noticeable tan, as if he’d been lying in the sun on a sidewalk, but that’s oddly specific imagery, isn’t it? His shuffle became a brisk walk the moment he noticed Mario and Bowser.

“Tally ho, Master Mario! The Koopa King is right behind you!” Toadsworth called as he approached.

“I know,” Mario muttered, holding his sore shoulder.

“What did that old man just call me?” Bowser asked.

Toadsworth slowed down to his usual slow pace with a relieved look. “I apologize. It escaped me that you two were the losing team earlier. I had heard that you were partnered with someone unexpected but I assumed that to be anyone but that tyrant!”

“Watch it, old man!” Bowser warned, smoke threatening to pour from his nostrils.

“Well I am proud to announce this!”

“What?” Mario asked.

Toadsworth handed Mario a paper. He looked over it while Bowser stomp his foot impatiently and Toadsworth stood in front of him.

It read that Mario and Bowser's team would be given the win because King Boo was discovered to have been using illegal Boo vitamins, King K. Rool had threatened a coach, Wario had bribed someone, and everyone realized that it was ridiculous that Funky was using a surfboard as a bat.

“We won?!”

Bowser snatched the paper from Mario’s hand. “What? Hey, we did!”

“Congradulations-” Toadsworth’s praise was cut off Bowser’s flame breath.

Mario and Bowser were standing outside the baseball pavilion with ribbons around their necks. Mario looked at his appreciatively. “We might not work well together, but I guess it's good we didn't cheat!”

Bowser responded by punching him in the shoulder again as a spaceship came out of nowhere.

Rosalina came out of the spaceship disgruntledly holding a ball. “Who sent this ball into space? It broke a window in my bedroom and made all of the Lumas cry!”

“Run!” Mario said.

Author note: Jelectro Bond is the telekinetic spy from Mario and Bowser: Frenemies Forever, in case no one gets it. Richard/Dick the goomba is too.

A tale begins with a quote from “SuperLuigi13” of Gamefaqs.

“Bowser Jr.: Dad, what's the roster say about the baby count"

Bowser: IT'S OVER 9000!!!!!!!!!!!!!!....I mean 5...”

(Will be relevant later)

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mechanintendomaster · 8 years ago

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Chemistry (tentative title/ draft 2)

By: C. Mechayoshi

Created 5/30/17 (first draft)

6/4/17 (second)

Summary: Not all Mario characters get along. When the get mixed up anyway, shenanigans occur. (Based on Mario Super Sluggers but is commentary on silly roster choices in a lot of Mario games)

Author note: Yes, this is silly. Enjoy.

Chapter1: Chemistry Crisis

Scenario 1: Shaggy Dog

Toadette marched down the street gang style with her good chemistry pals, Peach, Birdo, Toad, Toadsworth, Noki, and Pink Mii. They owned this town with their tight friendship and good chemistry while playing baseball. They were the Toadette Typhoons.

Peach whipped back her blond ponytail. “It's great to have such amazing friends, isn't it?

Birdo straightened her bow. “Of course darling! We have the best fun!” However when Birdo and Peach's eyes met, the girls were enraged.

“I can't stand you, Birdo!” Peach spat. “I hated you since SMB2! Always spitting eggs where ever you go, how unladylike!! Also as if-”

“Go there darling and I will slap you to the dream world again,” Birdo warned.

Toadette stretched her arms out. “Guys! I mean, girls! Stop!!!”

Toadsworth laughed. “Indeed, young ladies! Cannot our mutual love for Toadette bridge the gap between us all?”

Toadette gave the elder a weird look. “Umm...don't say it like that... Let's keep it at having good results on the baseball field.”

“This is about baseball?” Jelectro Bond, the Noki asked. “I feel I am in the wrong story.”

Toad grabbed a handful of the popcorn he had. “Of course you belong. All Nokis love Toadette, and we're the Toadette Typhoons, right? So are we gonna have a cat fight or not?”

“No!” Toadette yelled. “Let's just hang out at the park.”

“Yay, the park!” The pink Mii piped up. She was a really basic looking Mii. One might say she was a 'default' one, but she still got along with Toadette and that was all that mattered.

Just around the block, Toadette's arch-enemy Bowser, Goomba, and Paragoomba showed up.

“Well look at these losers!” Bowser teased. He and the goombas confronted the group right before they could go through the park entrance.

Toadette, Peach, Toad, and Toadsworth instantly dropped to the ground, weakened. “Aggh! We all hate Bowser, Goomba, and Paragoomba for obvious reasons. Our fielding stats will now suffer!” Toadette gasped.

“What is happening?” Bond asked.

Birdo shook her head. “Bad chemistry, dear.”

“That's right pipsqueak!....Wait, I don't feel so good...” The extra large goomba fell to the floor. “I just HATE Toad and Toadsworth! They think they're better than me!”

Bond lifted his sunglasses. “Richard? Is that you? I feel we should know each other.”

“I don't know you from Adam, shortie!” Dick stammered.

Bowser stepped past Dick. “That was weird.. So anyway, only the greatest king ever could reduce you all to-”

“Bad chemistry is mutual, honey.” Birdo said offhandedly.

Bowser then fell out to the ground in a thud, having bad chemistry with Peach, Toad, Toadette, and Toadsworth. “How is this happening?! Besides I secretly love Peach!!!”

Peach opened one eye despite her weakening. “Bowser, you fool. That's no secret!”