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[pearlandbrine]

simply simply i loove magic mixies pixlings. and i think they should do an alien line. they could be called spacelings! including a makeup closeup below

[weaverofink]

wendy kent can have a cool outfit!! as a treat!!!!!!!!!

[deep-space-lines]

okay but like. I just had the weirdest thought about that ‘don’t look I’m naked’ comic. Which is that that’s essentially the same thing Adam and Eve did after they ate the fruit of knowledge of good&evil. So I feel like the theological implications of that could kneecap Gabe if he doesn’t think V1 is a being with free will.

yeah ok. i dunno man. is this anything

((side note. this isn’t necessarily meant to be in-character or story-accurate or take place at any particular point in time, just a way to explore some Thoughts. i was also imagining more that V1’s words aren't actually spoken, more like Gabriel’s more articulate interpretation of whatever garbled mechanical noise V1 is using to communicate. I think an angel could do that.))

and then they fucked nasty the end

[keferon]

Mecha headquarters is attacked. The building collapses. Blurr goes in and doesn't come back out. And Swindle's the one that's got to deal with the fallout. As far as nightmare scenarios go, this is pretty high up on Swindle's list.

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Swindle only pulls his phone out of his pocket when he reaches the shadows off to the side of where rescue crews are digging through the rubble of mecha headquarters.  Digging they only started because Blurr, the face of mecha, went into that building and didn't come out.  Digging they are only continuing because they believe they've found signs of life buried in the rock.  Which is why Swindle's phone has been buzzing nonstop for the past several minutes.

He looks at the names next to the missed calls.  Shockwave.  Shockwave again.  Pharma.  Unknown number. (Shockwave?)….  The list goes on.

Swindle doesn't know how Shockwave or Pharma knows already, but they must.  Swindle's first call since Blurr disappeared under that ton of rubble had been to emergency services.  Every call since has been to call in favors, pull strings – exert as much influence as he can to keep the details of what's going on out of the news.  To keep the potential damage this could do to a minimum.

Somehow, it hasn't been enough.  Which means this situation is fast heading towards something more than what Swindle can handle on his own.

Swindle pulls a second phone from his pocket and hits the number on speed dial.

"Hello?" A voice answers within one ring of Swindle dialing.  Onslaught.  He relaxes slightly.

"You watching the news?"  Swindle skips over customary greetings, security measures – there's no time for them now.  He knows it is Onslaught on the other end of the line.  Onslaught will recognize it is him by his voice.  That much, they still have to be able to trust.

What exactly will be on the news, Swindle doesn't know.  But, it's a safe bet that at least some of the basics of the mecha attack will be broadcast.  Beyond that, it all depends on how much Swindle's contacts came through.

"Yeah.  Mecha was attacked.  They're saying no casualties, so why are you calling me?"  Onslaught asks.

"That's all they're saying?" Swindle asks in return. "No casualties?"

"That's all.  No casualties," Onslaught confirms.  "Showed some footage of the fighting.  Pretty standard stuff.  Cut in some impressive footage of Blurr's mech.  What's going on? Not that I'm not glad to hear personal confirmation you're not dead, but this line is for emergencies."

"There is one.  Shockwave."  Swindle says the name as though there's no further justification needed for why he's calling on this line.  And really, there isn't.  They had agreed to that from the start of this venture.  "He's been calling me.  Non-stop."

Swindle thinks he hears a soft curse on the other end of the line then, "Why would he care?  What's his interest?"

"Blurr," Swindle says.  "That footage, of his mech – was the actual fight.  A fight he never should have been in.  But he did it anyways because there was no other option.  He went into the building and he never came out.  He's the reason they're still here digging – the reason I'm still here."

"And the reason Shockwave's calling," Onslaught fills in.

"Yes.  Him.  And Pharma." Swindle adds.

"Pharma is a medic, you know.  With ratchet going more or less of the grid and First Aid and Ambulon tied up with Vortex he's the highest ranked medic in mecha.  It would be his job to supervise pilot injuries."  Swindle can tell even over the line that Onslaught doesn't really believe his own words.  But they need to make sure they've covered everything if they're going to stay ahead of this.

"He shouldn't know though.  I called in favors to delay the news of Blurr's status until after excavation is complete and you said yourself the news only confirmed no casualties yet," Swindle points out. "I've sent no internal communications.  Pharma shouldn't know yet.  He's too close to Shockwave.  Neither of them should know.  But they've both been calling since the collapse – within minutes of each other."

Swindle definitely hears Onslaught swear at that.  "I don't know exactly what the connection is between Shockwave and Pharma – but I don't want Pharma – or Shockwave – anywhere near this, anywhere near Blurr," he finishes.

"Blurr's alive?"  The question is stated matter-of-factly, though Swindle wouldn't have blamed Onslaught for expressing a note of skepticism.  If the man is still alive, there's no way he's walking away from this without serious injuries.  Swindle would bet every dollar in his accounts on it.

"Possibly.  There are signs of life under the rubble.  We paid Blurr to be the part of a hero for the media.  Turns out when it mattered it wasn't entirely an act.  He saved a lot of lives today – including mine."  If Blurr is pulled from that rubble alive, Swindle will give every dollar it takes from his bank account to ensure it stays that way.  They need Blurr.  More than he knows.

"I never told Blurr the truth behind why it was so important that mecha hire him," Swindle's voice drops as he says the words.

"I am not repaying what he did today by letting him find out firsthand whatever it is Shockwave does in those labs of his.  We're not going to sit back and watch the creation of another Vortex.  It was bad enough when we didn't know.  Now…. Right now, I need you to distract Shockwave and Pharma."

"How long do you need?" As Swindle had at the beginning of their call, Onslaught skips the unnecessary validation and asks the question that gets at the point.  It has Swindle breathing a sigh of relief.

"A few hours, minimum.  But I'll take anything you can give me, just stall them as long as you can.  I've got to go."  Swindle hangs up without waiting for Onslaught's reply.  A stretcher is being carried out of the ruins towards a waiting helicopter.

Swindle manages to make it onboard just before take-off.  He rides all the way to the hospital with Blurr.  Handles all the forms.  Tells the receptionists to put the bills on his card.  He knows (hopes) Blurr could do it when the time came (the man certain has the money; Swindle's been writing his checks) – but he shouldn't have to.  All Blurr should have to focus on is his recovery, and what comes next.  Blurr should have friends, family, a partner – someone to support him in this. 

Swindle knows – has known since early on in working with Blurr – that that is not the case.  He's observed enough to see that Blurr asks for help if he truly needs it, but no one just offers it to him.  Because no one knows to.  In this case, Blurr cannot ask, so Swindle manages instead.

In an ideal world, someone would stay by Blurr's hospital bed, simply so the man didn't have to wake up alone in unfamiliar surroundings with no explanations.  But this is not an ideal world.  And Swindle is not that person.  His time runs out long before then. 

Fresh blood has been spilled.  The predators are circling.  Swindle has a show to put on.  The best he can do is leave his card on the bedside table as a reminder and hope Blurr actually calls if he needs anything. 

I. LOVE THIS. SO FUCKING MUCH YOU CANNOT EVEN IMAGINE

Absolutely in love with this conspiracy thing Onslaught and Swindle have going on. Because YES. OF COURSE. Gosh this is why I love Combaticons. They’re on their own side. Whatever system they are forced to be part of - it doesn’t have full control on them. They’re doing their own thing ehehehehhehe

[froglover7789]

luke skywalker would absolutely get eloped and tell no one.

like.... on tatooine marriage isnt a big thing bc everybody is a nobody. you exchange your vows and japor and i guess thats it. i dont think the hutts would give a shit so long as they got their taxes. and we know that marriage between slaves was something only the married knew of. maybe luke would honor that

during the rebellion everything would happen so fast and everyone would love so hard and die so young that i imagine elopement was common. "i cant have you forever so ill have you now" sort of thing. maybe there was just a form you could fill out and a ceremony wasnt needed. maybe there was no time to tell anyone and so no one was told

in the new republic luke is the last jedi. hes a war hero and a killer and the last of his kind. hes dangerous and valued and a public figure whether he wants to be or not. marriage and connections in general would have to be kept on the downlow to keep his loved ones safe. he is unkillable; his friends are not.

therefore luke would def get eloped at Some Point (depending on your ship of preference) and tell absolutely no one bc hes a moron. imagine the hijinks that could ensue...

[katabay]

mother, she killed me. father, he ate me. and my dear sister, she gathered all my bones--

ngl, I don't remember how I ended up reading the juniper tree, but after I did, I absolutely went and read all the other ones in the same narrative pattern. let's go cannibalism!!! three cheers for the horror of knowing!!!

so! once again, I'm thinking about antigone!! probably thinking about pelops too, in some kind of way, but mostly antigone.

Sophocles’ Antigone (trans. Ruth Fainlight & Robert J. Littman)

& ofc, Catullus 101 (trans. Anne Carson) :)

[meamiki]

mira !!! :]

[iknowwhereyousnoozeatnight]

tennis

[boughclan-clangen]

moon 0, page 5

>little things.

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[sysig]

Blood sugar levels (Patreon)

[thatnununguy]

Okaaaay, okaaaay! Let's dump this art! Let's dump this art all in a big pile!

[violent138]

Bruce definitely considers all the head injuries and missed nights of sleep and perpetually tests himself for signs of cognitive failure or memory loss. Alfred gets so freaked out by Bruce's insane fixations on losing control or losing his mind to a neurodegenerative disease because he fears that Bruce would do something rash without consulting anyone. To the point that Alfred and Leslie separately agree to Bruce that they'd handle it if that happened to him.

Bruce agrees, but privately doesn't trust at all that they'd be capable or actually do it. So instead he calls Dick and Jason to explain his version of an advanced directive. They're a mix of utterly unsurprised, exasperated and Jason laughs right at him. But they both agree after Bruce's repeated pressuring and leave in the middle of his half-assed apology to get take out and then joke about how it's actually one of the more normal things Bruce's asked of them before getting drunk.

[shoyoist]

pov you catch shuji 2 hrs after you give him kisses and make him swear not to kill anyone at his birthday party

[talos-stims]

generation loss - the social experiments: behind the scenes | source

[pathetic-gamer]

‼️fun game alert‼️

guess the mystery animal by guessing animals and seeing how closely related they are!

[wildflowercryptid]

it's all fun and games until your goofy ass kinnie jokes actually start to bring some interesting similarities to light.