#i did get a new belt for $10 though. win because i almost bought new pants but decided the pants i have are fine i��m just tired of wearing | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

lesbianrobin · 4 years ago

Note

hello em i have a request. can u please rate mr harrington's looks/outfits i just feel like u have the best takes and i'd LOVE to know how you'd rank his choices 👀

this is the single greatest ask i’ve ever received. i will be ranking the outfits, not steve’s moral alignment or actions in each scene. in order of appearance:

The Introduction

4/10

hair is tragic

steve copied this entire fit from a mannequin in the ralph lauren polo outlet store

would honestly be a 0/10 except for the obvious valiant effort being put forth by his lower half to resist the sexless curse of khaki pants. the devil (st costuming department) works hard but by god steve harrington (joe keery’s body) works harder

nice brown watch that certainly came from a department store

also gains points for being next to nancy’s anemic librarian fit, thus looking better by comparison

The Rich Bitch

8/10

thank god he ditched the khakis

hair looks much less demonic

it’s a simple look but the sweatshirt rides up when he shotguns the beer

he also gets wet

solid 8 for sluttiness alone

The Whore

10/10

wet

please note that his chest is waxed. keep this in mind.

The Heterosexual

2/10

hair looks like he dipped his head in glue

bold choice with the grey pants. unfortunately that choice was wrong

matching outfits with your comphet girlfriend isn’t as cute as you think it is stevie

you only get points because despite that ungodly pastel stripe pattern the polo’s decently fitted and makes your arm look kinda nice

The Dickhead

3/10

glue head pt. 2

at least the stripes aren’t pastel this time

The Cuck

6/10

hair slightly less glue-y

yet another striped polo is peeking out unfortunately

but! it’s green and green looks good on him

finally wearing jeans like a normal fucking human instead of weird slacks

pivotal moment in steve’s fashion evolution from preppy male model to sexy morally upright king

his morals are stored in the denim

The Final Girl

9/10

an outfit with a character arc to rival steve’s own

pretty fucking good hair if i do say so myself!!

it’s fluffy!

that shit looks like if you touched it it’d be soft... no glue here!

finally not copying from the goddamn l.l. bean catalog

iconic green slut sweatshirt? check! jacket and nikes? check! fucked-up gorgeous face and baseball bat full of rusty nails? check, baby!

looks good on its own OR with some blood on top

overall a very solid look

The Darling Little Drummer Boy

7/10

babe no... please don’t go back to the khakis... they won’t treat you like jeans do...

not quite glue head but not his best

apparently steve owns a single green sweatshirt, a thousand striped polos, and one very precious christmas sweater

almost makes up for prep-related khaki crimes by being really fucking cute

The Simp

8/10

glue head is DEAD

further evidence that steve harrington’s entire closet is just striped polos

this is his fifth unique striped polo

most of these points are for the sunglasses and the hair

actually all of these points are for the sunglasses and the hair

he’s finally let go of the fucking pastels thank jesus

and you can’t see it but he did wear jeans with this fit i just forgot to make sure they were pictured and it’s 4:15 am so i don’t feel like going back to remake this collage

cannot tell if this is a lighter blue version of the jacket he wore three times in s1 or if it IS the jacket he wore three times in s1 and the color grading is just that different

either way he loves jackets and i think that’s very sexy of him

The Intellectual

9/10

i’ve been waiting for this one... turn it up!

literally invented vests

excellent hair

loses a point for unfortunately introducing steve’s SIXTH unique striped fucking polo

i can’t see the collar but i know it’s there i know you’re wearing another fucking polo steve you can’t hide from me

can’t decide if he looks gay or just really preppy but either way he’s got some repression going on

still a very solid look

The Oh No Oh God It Hurts I’m Looking Away I Can’t Watch This

10/10

yes that middle picture is absolutely to show off the texture of his blazer and not at all me making sure that if i have to see his heartbroken little face then you all do too

anyways i Know that blazer cost at least $100 like i Know that shit’s expensive

excellent gorgeous soft-looking hair that someone ought to run their hands through but only people who haven’t dated him for a year while pining after someone else

emotional devastation... but make it unbelievably fucking sexy

stevie baby i know you’re a colorful guy but please wear more black

The Meathead Jock

9/10

aw christ whatever happened to standards?

introduction of the blue nikes <3

god his hair looked fucking good here

could have gained that final point by using tube socks with blue and GREEN stripes to tie together the shoes and the gym uniform :/

shorts could be shorter but are an altogether appropriate and enjoyable length

fun sweatstain to customize the look <3

The (is there a word for victim of bullying?) Serious Athlete

8/10

the yellow stripe was more fun

still cute though

The Sudsy Boy

11/10

wet

suds indicate that he’s washing his hair, presumably with faberge organics. is this why he’s being bullied?

steve brings his faberge organics shampoo and conditioner and his farrah fawcett spray to school with him whenever he has basketball practice

steve either has shampoo, conditioner, and hairspray in his backpack at all times, or he has a separate gym bag that’s mostly haircare products

just need to make sure we all know that

excellent freckle showcase

his chest is still waxed. please, i beg, keep this in mind

one of his strongest looks

The Babysitter

10/10

his most versatile look to date

a different jacket than the one(s) he’s worn before but it still has the same kind of collar. steve found a jacket he liked and bought it in at least three colors

the whole thing fits So fucking nicely! shirt, jacket, jeans... baby boy is TAILORED

return of the white nikes with the red check indicate that they are his fashion nikes, while the blue nikes with the white check are his sport nikes. interesting.

this fit lasts like 48 hours and steve simply looks sexier as time goes on which is a testament to its quality as well as his inherent power

every new accessory elevates his appearance. roses, nail bat, rubber gloves, blood, sweat, band-aids, bandana, goggles... each element complements the look in its own way!

an overall win

The Chauffeur

8/10

we can’t really see the whole fit but he’s not wearing a striped polo so i’m calling it a win regardless of what’s on his bottom half

cannot give him a 10/10 though because he might be wearing khakis

red is such a nice color on him when it’s not just from his blood

i lied when i said he should wear more black he should wear more colors

that plain sweater absolutely cost $85 or more

hair looks very nice and soft

excellent look!

The Sailor Man

9/10

very precious

absolutely the best hair i’ve ever seen

baby boy got highlights for his hot girl summer!

bright colors make his very red lips pop

shorts could be shorter

love the little accents! especially the white pockets and belt

excellent color coordination on steve’s part with the blue sneakers (notably different than his s2 blue basketball nikes) and the red bruising/blood

i hope you remembered that steve’s chest was waxed. as you can see his chest is now unwaxed. some change between s2 and s3 drove this decision, presumably either his breakup with nancy or the fact that he no longer showers in front of other guys at school. up to your interpretation

shock blanket at the very end is a nice touch so we don’t forget he’s traumatized

The Drowned Rat/The Man Overboard

10/10

wet

shorts could be shorter

the decision to purchase and wear a hoodless raincoat is absolutely ridiculous and stupid

however it is also very steve harrington and i value self-expression

The Chick Magnet/The Flaming Homosexual

100/10

what can i even say about this fit?

the absolute best pants he’s worn thus far. amazing fit, excellent classic wash. i say this as a former american eagle outfitters associate and the winner of my freshman year dorm’s “best at folding jeans” award

manages to make blue jeans with a half-blue denim vest work effortlessly

bold primary colors make him stand out without being too gaudy

excellent pairing of t-shirt with simple stripes and vest with simple color blocking to create a complex yet cohesive and flattering look

simple brown belt gives the look a put-together yet down-to-earth vibe

hair has only gotten better

still wearing that same brown watch that he’s had since the introduction

this man looks like he waxes his chest

this is steve in his final form

thank you for your time

#em talks #asks #long post #steve harrington #stranger things #battleonthedeathstar

1K notes · View notes

altrcistics · 5 years ago

Text

❄️❄️ –––– have you seen [ ESME MACMILLAN ] since the storm? some say they look like [ DANIELLE CAMPBELL ] but they’re [ 21 ] & go by [ THE TACITURN ]. [ SHE ] lived in halloway for [ 11 YEARS ] & they are originally from [ LONDON ]. before the town vanished they were studying [ MEDICINE ] and lived at [ UNI BLVD ]. most people knew the [ CISFEMALE ] as [ ALTRUISTIC ] but i’ve heard they can also be [ RETICENT ]. for some reason, they feel [ UNEASY ] about the town’s disappearance. –––

–––––– well , well if it isn’t me , b , with a broken theme !! but i’m too eager to pay any mind to it right now , and i’ve got homework due at midnight that has to happen after i get this baby posted . hi friends !! very excited to be here . this is my soul baby esme who is just trying her gd best and is stressed out 99% of the time . needs a 12 hour nap and maybe a therapist . summed up in a word ? soft , probably . i hope you love her like i do anYWAY GONNA leave this here and get to plotting so you can also hit me up at b a y#9956 on discord!!

LONDON.

weston and anna macmillan never planned on having a child. they were young and in love, and both had struck the genetic lottery – weston with his brains, anna with her trust fund. while weston was up and coming in the world of corporate law, anna had spent her life in pointe shoes and was at the top of her game as a principle dancer for the royal ballet in london. they were picturesque… perfect, even. until anna found herself to be three weeks late and their dazzling little dream life reached its first hiccup.

that hiccup entered the world screaming a whole nine months later!! tiny blue eyed esme grace macmillan was a fuckin handful even before she was born. as anna went through prenatal checkups, she found that her heartbeat was irregular. further tests concluded that she had hypertrophic cardiomyopathy (hcm) which is a genetic condition that affects the muscles in the heart and causes irregular blood flow. it’s not fatal, but it is hereditary and gets riskier with physical exertion. being a new mother, anna made the decision to shelve ballet and focus on this new chapter of her life.

which was probably a good thing! she loved being a mom, and it was safe to say that having a set of eyes on esme at all times was the right choice. she was restless and constantly full of energy. from a really young age, it became apparent that esme had inherited some of the best parts of her parents. she got her dad’s brains, catching onto things quickly and learning to walk and talk earlier than most. this turned into simple reading and messy writing shortly after. she wasn’t a very social kid though, didn’t talk much.

as soon as esme was old enough, she was put into tiny pink ballet slippers. she took a liking to dance, and this is when they realized she’d also inherited her mother’s natural grace. early on, it looked like she’d easily follow in her mother’s footsteps.

dance really really opened esme up. it was here that she started making friends and began tip toeing outside of her comfort zone and opening up a little bit, but her direction changed when she was six and discovered figure skating.

it was technical and lyrical like ballet, but it was far more challenging. even as a kid, esme loved a good challenge. so her parents bought her a pair of skates, and the rest is history. as she grew up, her weekends were occupied with practices, performances, and eventually competitions. she was a natural. and for the first time there was an air of confidence about her.

though she loved it more than anything in the world, her life soon came to revolve around school and skating. it caused her to miss out on a normal childhood, never really making friends close enough to be invited to sleepovers or birthday parties.

that made the move much easier for esme. when she was 10, her father’s firm went international and he was put in charge of the american branch. thus, the macmillans hopped across the atlantic and moved to halloway for a fresh start, a new adventure.

HALLOWAY.

she took a small break from competitive skating when they moved; it was her parents’ choice in hopes of her actually making friends in new hampshire. and it worked! for a while. esme was still quiet, still a little too book smart and a little less than street smart. even as a kid, she was awkward, but she was kind and clever and for the most part — people liked her.

and life was good for a long time! she got back into skating, and around the time she was thirteen she showed no signs of stopping. in fact, her sights were set on an olympic medal, and though her parents were wary of her inherited condition, they supported her in every possible way.

entering high school, life got a little bit harder. her schoolwork and training kept her pretty tied up, and it was often really hard for her to balance a social life along with that. she didn’t show up to every party. she didn’t really have any interest in going on dates. she kept up with her friends and made time for the important things, but she wasn’t exactly the most open person.

this backfired real quick!! as a freshman, at a bonfire, a senior boy kinda came onto her and when she said nope no thank you, he got pissed. instead of taking rejection Like A Man, he decided to spread a little rumor about them hooking up. this combined with her quiet nature kind of caused her to get a bit of a reputation of being aloof and a bit easy which is so far from the truth. but high school is high school!! and people were fuckin mean about it for a long time thereafter!

around this time was also when her parents sorta…. fell out of love. as in… her father got a little power hungry, a little bored of his life, and like the cliche he is started having an affair. the secrecy of it didn’t last… long and he ultimately left both anna and esme. she felt kind of.. abandoned. like they weren’t good enough almost but.. she and her mom got . even closer because of it tbh. the macmillan girls don’t need no man!!

so she threw herself into her studies and even more so into skating. she trained in the morning and on the weekends, year round. winning competitions made her feel good, and she kept doing so. when she was fifteen, she competed at the world figure skating championship. though she didn’t medal, her scores were impressive and she became an alternate for the us figure skating team at 16. being so close to those five rings was enough to push her further.

she left traditional high school and threw herself even further into figure skating. (this only fueled halloway rumors that she was a bit of a snob akjdfha) after graduating, she enrolled at halloway part time in order to slowly get through her gen eds while training for, yup, you guessed it, the 2018 olympics.

and ya know what? it paid off. at 20, she’d had two world’s silvers and a world’s gold under her belt as she competed in the winter games. her whole life had been leading up to that moment, and she brought home an olympic gold medal in women’s figure skating. that’s right, ya girl fucking peaked.

it was a high, for a while. and she rode it quietly and gracefully. idk she was PROUD ok she worked so hard…. but her incessant need to be perfect and to continuously better herself was nagging in the back of her mind. she wasn’t sure how you could really get better than gold at the olympics.

needless to say, she’s in the midst of a bit of an identity crisis. with her heart condition and ya know aging… she knows figure skating isn’t a forever-thing. so she went back to halloway, taking an interest in medicine and trying to understand her own weakness— a weak heart. she began studying medicine and to fell in love with that profession, but . she honestly can’t stay off of the ice. activate existential dread! she doesn’t actually know who she is!

and then the heckin storm happened smh

NEW HALLOWAY.

with a calm exterior and a notorious knack for being maternal . . . someone , somewhere along the line said hey let’s put esme in charge of the hospital to which she said in a john-mulaney-esque voice . . . huh ? what ? huh ? what ??? huh ???? and then did it anyway

if she’s not on call or working at the hospital , best believe she’s studying because she’ll be the first to tell you she has no business calling herself a doctor

it’s been months!! since!! they disappeared!! and she’s sort of adjusting to this new life which often makes her feel very, very guilty because she doesn’t know what’s happened to her mother at this point

when everything was frozen she still found time to escape and do some skating on the lake aksdjfhas

for the most part, she keeps herself busy ... someone like .... help her tho

PERSONALITY.

esme’s naturally introverted. she likes people, but she’s a textbook people pleaser and gets exhausted quickly when she’s socializing. she’s always been quiet, never the center of attention (unless on ice) and never the loudest voice in the room. when she does speak, though, it’s purposeful and articulate. the sort of ‘she doesn’t talk much but when she does it’s important’ kinda thing idk. she’s not meek ya know.. just reserved

she’s naturally… very kind. cares a lot about other people but struggles to express that which is why she gravitates towards the profession of medicine. she enjoys helping people ya know

ya girl keeps her shit close to her chest. doesn’t really want to bother anyone with her own shit and takes her anger out in physical activity, disassociates from her sadness by reading. a lot of people know her but not on a deep level. tbh does she even know herself? prob not

she’s not a stick in the mud, but she does need a little push every now and then. she lets loose when she’s around people that she’s comfortable with tbh. behind the prim and proper macmillan facade is.. a bit of a goofball. does not hesitate to participate in dramatically karaoke or midnight swims in a lake.

SOFT as fuck but she’s not one to be walked all over. she’s clever as all get out and when snapped at harshly enough won’t hesitate to snap back. she doesn’t get angry to the point of showing it easily, but when she does, she’s very purposeful with her words. don’t underestimate her she hATES being underestimated

competitive as heck. in academics, in sports, in board games. she’s a sweetheart but she will wreck you in spite and malice or sorry bc she just… has a competitive nature

really does give a shit about what people think of her. like… wants to be liked. not being liked by some people in high school really fucked w her bc she just….. can’t help caring about how other people perceive her and wants it to be positively. it’s in part because of how she was raised?? she grew up in a pretty monitored, strict environment between rigorous training and her parents’ world of the rich (will this change after the storm tho??? we’ll SEE)

values honesty like has absolutely 0 time to be lied to and 0 time for bullshit

SO curious, always ready to learn more

will make a fool of herself to see you laugh

a lil bit of amy santiago.. a lil bit of rory gilmore.. a lil bit of caroline forbes..

needs to relax; constantly Anxious

s t u b b o r n

literally never sleeps

doesn’t curse bc there are more clever ways to express anger

reputation: aloof and stuck up. reality: literally just shy lmao

is TRYING VERY HARD

WANTED PLOTS.

i have a few connection ideas here!! and a tag here!! but also…

friends from halloway that she’s just… straight up been pals with since she moved there

i’m… constantly thirsty for … girl gang shit. any of y’all watch the bold type? i eat that shit uP AND IT’S all i NeED TO BE . HAPPY OK

esme’s an only child and i would love to see a sibling-like bond for her

academic rivals pls and thank!! mayb in their major…. mayb back in high school…. paris vs rory anyone?

the maya to her riley oh man

a bad influence or even… the polar opposite . to her Mom Friend-ness

someone else who grew up in the realm of rich parents like galas suck but at least we got each other!!

neighbors!!

new friends! people who she’s met through halloway and quickly taken a liking to. super interesting dynamic bc… while she’s eager to know u she’s not so eager to …. open up lmao

previous roommates

y’all into angsty exes? i know this is the end of the world and all but that don’t mean wE CAN’T get SAD

someone she became friends w via… skating yikes akjdfha i swear that’s not her only personality trait

someone she agreed to tutor!! or study buddies!! ‘i’m going to cry literal tears on my flashcards please study with me!’

someone she was forced to be friend with post-storm. they step on each other’s toes but suck it up for the sake of everyone else

i .. love combining ideas and brainstorming too so!!! we can also do that!!

if you made it this far i’m literally going to cry bc i love you already for reading a rambling like this . aNYWAY !! that’s my esme. feel free to smash the like and i’ll come to you or message me on discord!!

#hallowayintro #OOOOOF #admin b is most certainly not killing it today #but pls just.... love me anyway

9 notes · View notes

meltypes-blog · 6 years ago

Text

peapod mchanzo week day 2

[it’s me again, this time with a Pokèmon AU because I really enjoy it!] 2. Pokèmon AU | ao3 link |

Hanzo was, what some might call in the bigger towns and cities in the Hanamura Region, a highly unusual case. Most trainers left their houses at age 10 or 11, met up with a certified Pokèmon professor for a digitized logging codex, and jaunted merrily from town to town, training their Pokèmon until they became Rangers, Pageant Winners, Medical professionals, or whatever occupation they fell into after a couple of years of adventuring. And while most jobs were completely respectable occupations, Hanzo knew most children originally desire to become one of three things: a Gym Leader, one of the Elite Four, or- the most sought after of all- the Mysteriously Legendary Champion. Hanzo knew this was what all young trainers strived for, because he used to be one of them.

At the vehement insistence of his family, Hanzo trained since he could walk in the different strategies of Pokèmon battle. What types dominated over others, how to care for your Pokèmon after a particularly grueling match, how to use their moves to your advantage to guarantee success. It was clinical and methodical, the way the Shimada’s taught both Hanzo and Genji, to use their Pokèmon rather than to work together with them. The Shimada’s kept a subtle stranglehold on the brothers, promising them both the title of Champion if they worked just a bit harder, trained a little longer, studied battle after battle a little more closely. Hanzo spent countless hours listening- and it cost him his childhood. Most kids left the house at 10 or 11. Hanzo left at age 17.

Genji….Genji was lucky. Their father had poured enough strict teaching and private tutoring into Hanzo that by the time Genji had turned 12, Sojiro had decided one deluded dedicated son was enough to bring glory to the Shimada name. He let Genji go, and go he did, to never return. Well- to say that he never did would be inaccurate. Genji had come back once, aged 13, proud and happy, to show Hanzo a completed Pokèdex.

“How does it make you win?”

Genji’s smile faltered. “Win?”

Hanzo raised a brow. “Does it enhance their movements? Show enemy weakness?”

“In a way,” Genji said slowly. “It’s mainly for cataloguing what Pokèmon you find! It’s so cool, yesterday I saw a-”

“I do not care. What is the point if it does not help in battle?” Hanzo said coldly.

Genji gave his brother an incredulous look and stared. Then his face crumpled.

“Hanzo, please- come with me. It is so much different out there- it’s- there’s more to this than winning.”

Hanzo scoffed, bitter at his brother and not yet ready to accept the truth. He repeated to Genji what he’d heard the elders say countless times:

“I must stay here, as is my duty. One of us needs to not be the family disappointment.”

Genji never came back after that.

On Hanzo’s 17th birthday, however, he found a letter addressed to him in familiar writing. It was around this time that Hanzo began to realize just how fucked up his entire situation was, how little he cared about winning anymore, yet still strove for it because it was all he knew. He had conquered every single gym in the region, and the one over, and the one next to that one. The name “Shimada” was featured in the news constantly, and Hanzo started using just his first name in casual battles to avoid fleeing trainers or news people. His father and the elders were proud and truthfully, it made Hanzo feel all the more worse.

He was getting ready to challenge the Elite Four, studying their previous battles and Pokèmon, curating an almost unbeatable team in preparation. The appearance of the Champion and their team, as everyone knew, remained secret and for those who made it that far (which, the numbers of could be counted on one hand) and beyond (which practically never happened) showed the common courtesy of not letting a single detail slip. This anonymity fed into his anxiety, was almost ruinous to Hanzo’s party building skills, and at the time of the letter’s arrival, he was still missing a single Pokèmon for his belt. Suffice to say, Hanzo was pretty much at a crossroads at his life and was stressed to Kanto and back. He hoped, secretly, that his brother’s letter would give him some wise advice to help him win; Hanzo knew he was happy, there must have been some secret Genji found that he didn’t yet know of. But the letter read as this:

Hanzo,

Happy Birthday! It has been a long time, and I’m sorry. Don’t feel guilty about not writing to me either. I forgive you, for everything.

Mom writes to me though, and has recently told me that you are going to battle the Elite Four and the Champion soon. Wow! Dad did spend a lot of money on you though so I guess that is where you would naturally end up. Good for you! (I honestly don’t mean to make this letter sound as sarcastic as it does.)

Mom also tells me she’s worried about you. It makes me worried about you too, Hanzo. Are you okay? Mom says the bags under your eyes are almost as heavy as a Snorlax! I hope you are at least getting enough sleep. Stop watching those cooking programs you like so much after studying. I’m sure mom tells you that enough, but maybe a second mouth will get it across….

I don’t know if you would care to know, but I have been doing good. A peace task force called Overwatch has recently asked me to join them, and I think that I will! With that pesky Talon on the rise bothering people, I feel it will be a good use of my time. Perhaps after you win the title, you could spend some time helping us!

I hope you and dad are doing well, and that you find time to read this. I have not forgotten about you, my only brother, and I never will. I miss you dearly. I miss home and the gardens and the pond of Magikarp that we used to throw bread in, then got yelled at for. Ah, good times.

Speaking of that, you should check your PC. I sent you a gift. She is the very first Pokèmon I ever caught after I left, and she holds a deep place in my heart, as you do. She is kind, and thoughtful, and wise, just as I know you are. I hope you get along.

I love you brother, and Happy Birthday again,

Genji

Hanzo’s first thought was of the Pokèmon his brother sent. If Genji had had it for so long, and it was that dear to him….

He raced to his PC, logged in, fingers trembling in anticipation- and blinked at what showed up on the transfer screen.

The red fins and wispy whiskers were unmistakable to any person, trainer or not.

A Magikarp.

He sent Hanzo a fucking Magikarp.

Hanzo stared at the screen before he turned away.

A hysterical laugh bubbled it’s way out of Hanzo’s throat- and then a terrible gasp. His eyes welled and spilled over, hot tears tracking down his face. He choked on another unrelenting sob, covered his mouth to keep them in, shame at himself and what he had become curling and weighing heavy in him. His estranged, caring brother had lovingly hand-written him a letter in an age where people communicated through holograph, sent him his most precious Pokèmon- and still Hanzo’s thoughts were fixated on winning, and battle, and personal gain.

Enough was enough.

So, Hanzo prepared. He took the Magikarp into his party, almost laughing at the irony when his father whispered to him that the Champion’s party apparently consisted of fire, ground, and steel types. Hanzo didn’t want to know where he got the information, just like every other time his father gave him “tips.”

The first two of the Elite Four were easy enough. A blonde man in blue with normal types whose motto was, “Old Trainers never quit.” The second, a man in dark clothing with ghost and dark types whose Pokèmon creepily yelled “Die!” with each attack. But the third was a woman with a tattoo on her face, whose prowess and keen eye for battle equally matched Hanzo’s, and Hanzo decided she was the first trainer he would ever lose to. He winced as each of his Pokèmon fell, the feel of guilt strong and new to him, and he sent them each a silent apology. He held his last ball in his hand, and was about to throw, when she stopped him with a question.

“Why are you here?”

Hanzo slowly dropped his arm and looked to her. The words were loud and echoed off the high ceilings of the empty arena, and Hanzo felt small. She stood patiently, she and her Decidueye staring at him, and raised a brow. She wasn’t going to repeat herself.

Hanzo swallowed. “I….”

He looked down at the ball in his hands, thought of his brother, and spoke truthfully.

“I do not know. I don’t want to be.”

Elite Four Ana sighed. “You are aware you cannot flee from this battle, my child.”

Hanzo nodded and held the ball tenderly, saying another silent apology to Genji’s Magikarp.

“But….”

Hanzo looked back up to see the small smile on her face.

She tilted her head. “I think you and I both know that sometimes breaking rules is necessary.”

Hanzo had left significantly happy, never defeating the Elite Four, never glimpsing the Champion, and- technically- never having lost a battle. He spent the next few years reconnecting with Genji, disconnecting from the family, and adventuring as he should’ve as a child. His bonds with his Pokèmon had grown stronger than ever, but rare were the occasions that he engaged in battle. After treating his friends the way he did, he was hesitant to put them through anymore strain, and thus, declined Genji’s offer to join the peace force. Instead, he settled on an enormous private piece of land he bought himself (never losing a battle had its perks) and built a small villa dedicated to taking in abused Pokèmon.

So finds Hanzo in the present: age 38, happily tending to his garden as his Roselia sprinkles pollen on the flowers, waiting patiently for the man in red to come back around, as he always did at this time.

The man in red had been a….pleasant deviation from his routine. It started a year ago, when he had rushed into Hanzo’s villa with a shivering baby Ponyta in his arms, desperate and shaken. He still hadn’t told Hanzo what happened exactly, and Hanzo never pried. After he was assured the poor thing would be okay, Hanzo let him stay the night. And the next night. And the night after that. Really, Hanzo never told him to leave, because the man was charming and handsome, and hit every single check-box on the list that constituted Hanzo’s type if ever there was one. What irked Hanzo, however, was the fact that the man hadn’t given him a name.

“You can call me ‘Sweetie’ if you like,” he had grinned one morning over breakfast, effectively warming Hanzo’s face and causing him to sputter.

“I’ll be the Spice to your Sugar,” punctuated with a wink in the shade of the gardens, another damaging blow to Hanzo’s heart.

“How’s about you can call me anytime?” This one, Hanzo let out a laugh at, doubling the size of the stranger’s grin and making him turn as red as his flannel for a change.

Hanzo enjoyed the flirting thoroughly, feeling warm and content in the man’s presence, flustered but never overwhelmed at his words. The stranger visited at least thrice a week since his first arrival, and Hanzo looked forward to every moment. A splash in the large pond next to Hanzo pulled him from his thoughts, and he turned to see the man in red behind him, frowning at the Magikarp that poked its head at him.

“Don’t know why you’ve always gotta tattle on me, Aka. Defeats the whole purpose of a surprise.”

Hanzo stood up and brushed his hands on his apron, smiling, the warmth in him growing.

“Do not blame her for your lack of subtlety,” Hanzo teased. “You could not properly sneak if you tried.”

The stranger chuckled. “You’d be surprised. I can be quiet when I want to be.”

“I am sure the spurs and hat give you an agility bonus then?” Hanzo grinned slyly and flicked the brim of his hat up as he walked by, heading for the villa’s kitchen. The stranger sputtered behind him.

“Don’t disrespect the hat!”

They sat in the kitchen and talked, mugs of warm coffee in their hands, cooks and chefs behind them baking poffins and human food for the guests and recovering Pokèmon.

“So, there’s a reason ‘m here today, actually,” Honey (as the stranger told Hanzo to call him) said. “I got a favor.”

Hanzo tilted his head to the side. “What do you need?”

“We found more, a little outside of the Hanamura district. Abandoned, I think. Or dumped. ‘S a bunch of Magikarp and Goldeen, so I hope Aka is fine with sharing her pool.”

“She will share,” Hanzo decided. “When will they arrive?”

“Sometime this afternoon.” Honey looked into his mug, brows furrowed. “I just….I don’t know how someone can just dump them out like that.”

Hanzo hummed sympathetically. “People do not appreciate what they have until it is gone, and those in privilege take advantage of what they can. It is sad.”

Honey looked up at that, a strange expression on his face, as though he just discovered Hanzo existed, and stared.

Hanzo flushed under the scrutiny. “I….speak from experience.”

“You’re a good man, you know that?” Honey spoke suddenly. “I like doing this- talking with you, getting to know you. I-”

For the first time since Hanzo met him, the man was speechless. The stranger let out a frustrated breath, opened his mouth, closed it. Hanzo waited.

He knew that the man had secrets he couldn’t tell him- how he found the Pokèmon he brought to the villa since he discovered it, his true occupation (Hanzo didn’t believe for a second that this man was a farmer), his name. But the retired trainer’s life had been rigid since youth, so fundamentally routine and planned, that he now welcomed uncertainty and mystery.

Especially when it came in the form of an attractive cowboy.

When it turned out that Honey wasn’t going to say anything more, Hanzo stood and grabbed their mugs. He tilted his head to the garden silently and both men made their way back out. They took a long walk around, talking about everything and nothing, until the sun was high in the sky. Aka poked her head up once again when they strolled to the edge of the enormous pond and Hanzo bent to pet her. She cooed softly as his touch, shaking some water on him and the cowboy, much to Hanzo’s delight.

“How would you like some friends here with you, Aka? Do you think the others in there will be fine with it?”

Aka chirped merrily, splashing, more water falling onto her owner. Hanzo smiled, turning to the man behind him, and was surprised to find him already staring at his face. Hanzo flushed and stood up, Honey’s eyes never leaving his.

“I do not think she will mind,” Hanzo said, suddenly realizing how close they were. Hanzo’s shoulder brushed against Honey’s chest as the stranger turned to face him fully.

“Okay,” Honey smiled softly. He lifted a thumb to Hanzo’s face, wiping a drop of water that was falling down his cheek. Then, his hand traced his jaw, and moved slowly back up to tuck Hanzo’s bang behind his ear.

Hanzo’s breath stuttered and he could do little more than watch as Honey gently gripped the back of his neck and drew in closer, and closer. Hanzo closed his eyes at the feel of his nose against Honey’s cheek, and their lips softly brushed-

SPLASH!

Hanzo gasped and jerked away as a cascade of water suddenly dropped onto the two of them, dowsing them thoroughly. A cacophony of Pokèmon calls and coos were coming from the water. The stranger cursed and looked up to the sky as Hanzo looked down, watching as the new additions to the pond swam around happily. Aka’s eyes were crinkled in mirth and Hanzo got the impression she was laughing.

“You son of a bitch!” Honey yelled at the sky breathless, and Hanzo finally turned his head upwards.

A giant dropship with an equally huge, empty glass tank attached to the bottom hovered above the enormous pond. The only sounds for a while were the quiet hum of the vehicle, the loud splashing and songs of the Pokèmon, and Hanzo and Honey’s quiet breathing, until-

“McCree.” a familiar voice scratched out of the carriers speakers.

Silence again.

Then-

“Are you fucking my brother?”

Hanzo face and ears flamed as Honey- McCree- took to yelling back and the green haired bastard just cackled loudly until it was cut off.

As the ship landed with the tank pulled into the bottom, and the occupants made their way to the pair, Hanzo realized three things in horrific progression:

1. The Man was in Overwatch

2. The Man’s name was McCree

And the third and most surprising realization was, that despite those of the region conveniently not recognizing the Champion’s appearance, their name was common knowledge.

Jesse McCree. Hanamura Region Champion for 22 years.

When Genji made his way to them, he had a shit eating grin on his face. Hanzo wondered if it was possible for Aka to learn hyper beam in the next five seconds.

“I am glad to see you two already know each other,” he said, raising his brows annoyingly.

McCree gave a strained smile and emptied the water in his hat on Genji’s shoes. “Give a fella a warning next time, would you?”

“Rude,” Genji pouted, looking at his soaked footwear. He turned to Hanzo. “It is good to see you, brother. But, really, what’s up with-”

“You are the Champion then?” Hanzo turned to McCree, ignoring Genji and instantly regretting that he blurted the first thing on his mind.

Jesse flushed and rubbed the back of his neck. “I mean, I guess….”

“Wait, you didn’t tell him?” Genji asked. His eyes shifted between the two of them. “Hanzo, you didn’t know?”

Hanzo’s mouth betrayed him again. “Up until three minutes ago, his name was Honey.”

Genji choked and Jesse had the decency to look a little chastised.

After the excitement and reunions had ended (Ana was on that mission and lovingly gave Hanzo’s cheeks a pinch), Jesse and Hanzo walked along the edge of the pond. It was a little after sunset and the first layer of stars were peeking through the sky.

“Sorry I didn’t tell you.” Jesse bit his lip. “I mean- I tried, today, because I knew your brother was going to end up here, but I….I didn’t know how to say it.”

“You knew who I was,” Hanzo spoke softly.

“Yeah.” McCree turned to face him fully again, their shoulders brushing. “Who doesn’t know you, though? Shimada Hanzo, young prodigy who fell off the face of the earth after making it to the Elite Four, never heard from again in the region. Your story makes for a good mystery novel.”

Hanzo grimaced. “I am not that person anymore.”

“I know. You aren’t.”

Hanzo looked at Jesse, surprised at the passion in his voice.

Jesse gazed into his eyes. “I heard a lot about you, back then. How ruthless you were, to trainers and Pokèmon, how you’d never lost a single match.”

Hanzo trembled a little at the reminder.

“There were rumors that you’d been groomed to be the perfect battle strategist and I was scared shitless to tussle with you. I mean, it had only been a year since I’d grabbed the title from Reyes, and it’s not easy. Then….well, heard some things about how you treated your own kin, got a bit upset, and couldn’t actually wait to kick your ass.”

Jesse chuckled, and Hanzo felt his stomach drop. Right. So this is what heartbreak felt like. Hanzo moved to step away, but McCree stopped him, drew him closer, a hand on his arm.

“But one day,” he continued, hand sliding up slowly yet again,”Ana shows up and tells me that I wouldn't have to worry. That the ruthless Shimada boy threw the battle, and was actually just a bit sad and a whole lotta lost. To be honest….”

Jesse’s hands found their way in the same places as before, one hand gently brushing his bang and the other on the back of his neck.

“To be honest, I’m glad I found you.”

Hanzo surged upward, hands grabbing at McCree’s shoulders, lips pressing firmly against the other man’s. He sighed when McCree softened it, their heads tilting to the right angle, deepening the kiss. They moved slowly, Hanzo’s insides turning into a mixture of warm syrup and molten lava as they parted, only to move together again, and again, warm mouths and tongues sliding. Jesse broke it off, only to press his lips to the side of Hanzo’s warm face, on his jaw, down his neck. Hanzo could only hold on as Jesse nipped softly at his ear, then under, and he shuddered.

They came together again, until the sky darkened completely, and Jesse placed a final closed mouth kiss on Hanzo’s swollen lips. Hanzo buried his face into Jesse’s neck, arms going around his shoulders, and the other man rubbed his hand down Hanzo’s back.

“So,” McCree rumbled. “Didn’t mean to get carried away like that, but ‘s my roundabout way of saying that I don’t care about your past, and that I actually might be a little in love with you.”

Hanzo inhaled deeply, breathless at Jesse’s candor.

“So you do not want to fight me anymore?”

Hanzo mentally slapped himself as he felt McCree’s body shake with laughter.

Jesse pulled back to look at him. “I mean, we could battle, but it’d be a little weird for an official first date.”

“So we are dating?” Hanzo wondered when his foot was going to vacate his mouth.

Jesse just smiled softly, touching his hair again. “If you’d like. I don’t kiss everyone like that, y’know.”

“Okay,” Hanzo said. “Good. Because I think I am in love with you too.”

Jesse’s grin was almost big enough to split his face, and he pulled Hanzo back in, resting their foreheads together.

The morning after, Hanzo found a note from Genji taped to his bedroom door. He took it back to his bed to read.

Hanzo,

Thank you for being accommodating, I know it was last minute. This place is….it’s good, Hanzo. I am proud of you. We had to leave a little earlier than planned, but I couldn’t find Jesse and wasn’t going to check on you to get him back to avoid mental scarring, so you’re welcome.

Make sure to use protection!

Also, PS: Get that Everstone off of Aka, you idiot. She’s had it on for 27 years and I think she’d like to evolve.

PPS: I love you and will see you soon.

Genji

“Holy shit,” Hanzo breathed, and Jesse shifted in the sheets next to him, lifting himself up. He hummed in question, still sleepy, resting his forehead on Hanzo’s bare shoulder.

Hanzo laughed softly, eyes watering. “I’ve had a Gyarados in a Magikarp’s body all this time.”

#mchanzo #peapodmchanzoweek #jesse mccree #hanzo shimada #writes #its like 4k words bc i have no self control

45 notes · View notes

tooinlovewithfictionalpeople · 6 years ago

Text

Thirteen - Steve Harrington

Summery- Thirteen is a runaway girl in the woods. She came from Hawkins as an experiment, but three years prior ran away. When the gang is in trouble, El calls out in fear and an unexpected guest comes to the rescue

This is based off a fanfiction I'm planning on Wattpad, so please don't steal ideas.

Hope you enjoy

Monsters were everywhere, literally everywhere. Dustin, Lucas, Mike, Eleven, and Steve were surrounded, fear settling within each of them.

Eleven was shaking in fear, her telekinesis not working. So she screamed, she cried out for help.

Suddenly, a black wolf lept from the darkness. Its eyes were bright blue and piecing, much to bright to be a normal wolf. Monster after monster it plowed through to get to the children, steppung on the monsters head and legs to save someone.

Everybodys eyes widened in shock at this supposed killing machine, and they all looked frightend, raising any weapon they had. The only person who wasn't scared was Eleven, as the rest stared wide eyed at the bear sized wolf leaping towards them. Eleven just smiled, making them lower their weapons.

The Wolf bowed infront of them, and Eleven tugged on steve's sleave ( she was nearest him) He turned to her.

" On" she whispered to him. His eyes widened.

" On? On? Are you kidding me!?" He whispered harshly. Eleven shook her head. He sighed and cautiously walked to were the wolf stood. The wolf watched him, bowing her head so Steve could climb on. He did, sitting stiffly at the front.

Next came Dustin, then Eleven, then Mike then Lucas.

A loud shriek was heard, and Eleven turned around, only to see all the monsters getting to their feat and making their way towards them. The wolf growled, bearing her teeth, before springing expertly from the rock and taking off. The wolf stepped lightly, swerving between trees, jumping over fallen logs. Steve looked behind him only to see the Monsters still chasing them.

" Hey girl can you go any faster?" He whispered close to her ear.

The wolfs head turned to the side, one eye looking at him before winking.

The wolf flashed blue, and a light was surrounding it. The gang uncovered their eyes to see that she was an eagle. A great huge golden eagle. She cawed twice before taking off into the night sky.

For five minutes they flew, though it felt longer. Steve was cheering, eleven was laughing, the three boys screaming as sge swooped and dived and spun.

She landed safley on the ground, bowing to let the others go down safley. When they were all off she stepped backwards, and a blue light engulfed her.

Then the Eagle became a girl. She was innocent looking and was medium hight, the top of her head reaching Steve's neck, just under his chin. Her doe eyes were wide, luscious lips smiling.

" Thirteen! " cried Eleven running into thirteens open arms.

" Hello Eleven" Thirteen said. She turned to the gang, and sighed. " Eleven knows me as thirteen, but I prefer my real name which is Evan, short for Evangeline. I come from the same place Eleven does. Where are we going now? It's very late, and I dont think anyone should be alone tonight."

The exuses were the same. Everyone had told their parents that they were staying at somebody elses house. Evan sighed.

" Well, I do have a house nearby. Its a one bedroom, though I have four sofas you can sleep on " she said. " It'll be a mess though because I've been a Wolf for over a year in the woods so haven't been able to keep it up."

The group agreed and they walked to her house.

When they got to her house, Evan carefully placed Eleven on the nearest sofa, having carried her a lot of the way home. Mike wanted to stay with her, and Dustin and Lucas wanted to stay with Mike. Evan brought out the blankets and draped them over the sleeping children.

Evan turned to Steve. " We'll have to share the bed, its a king sized double so I dont mind. You go on up, I'll stay in the Garden for a bit."

Steve shook his head. " I'm not tired. I'll join you"

Evan smiled. " It's odd. Being human agian. When I was a wolf, my memories were suppressed. And now everything is coming back"

Steve sank down on the doorstep next to her. " What kind of memories Evangeline ? " he asked hestinatly not wanting to pry but curious all the same.

" I remember the cage that they put me in, wanting me to shift for them. I remember the surgeries I had to make me this way. I remember Eleven. I remember running away. "

Steve nodded. "Well it will be nice to go to school if you're there. It would make life more interesting."

Evan laughed. " The creators put a chip in my brain. It basically teaches me everything. Like a computer. I dont need school. It also makes my movements more coordinated, and increase my stamina. Very usefull when I'm running away from things."

Steve snorted, running his hands through his hair. " You should join the basket ball team, this new bully's really good at it, but uses it as an excuse to be a dickhead. It's too bad about the school decision there'd be tons of things that you would enjoy, Evangeline. Sorry, - Evan."

Evan shook her head. " Don't be sorry. I like it when you call me that. The school part? I'll think about it. It would be a pasttime anyway. Also it would be a chance to get back to a normal life. "

Evan felt her eyelids droop, her head resting against Steve's shoulder. He looked down and laughed softly.

" Goodnight Evangeline " he said smiling down at her.

--------

" Shhhh they look so cute! "

" Shut up you'll wake them! "

" Ewww they're cuddling! "

" Great, now you've woken them."

Evan opened her eyes and turned her head to see four children peering down at her and Steve. Their legs were intangled, and he was holding her close her back agianst his chest.

Evan smiled. Maybe life wouldn't be so bad after all.

_______________________

It had been a week. Today was going to be Evans' first day of school.

Since she wouldn't be able to open the bank account that her parents had left her for another week whilst the details were discussed, Steve had given her money to go clothes shopping. He had gone with her to make sure she didn't pick an outrageous outfit. As it went, he thought that she would be popular with the clothes she picked out.

She was wearing one of her favourite outfits, that she bought. On her feet were black healed boots that went to her ankles. She was wearing high-waisted blue jeans with black belt. A loose black crop top hung off her. It had a little picture of a pepperoni pizza on the right breast pocket with white writing underneath saying " I requested pizza not you." ( Steve had laughed when she picked it up saying that it suited her well). She had a sports bra and leggins and black trainers as she had discoverd she had a talent for Basketball. Blue - Green mirrored sunglasses framed her face.

She had decided to go for a natural makeup look. Foundation coverd her freckles that dotted her nose, mascara and eyeliner made her eyes seem darker and wider. Her lips were painted a luscious pink, standing out agianst the whitness of her teeth. Her long dark hair was drawn up in a high ponytail, with a few strands framing her face. Evan smiled. Time to start the day.

As promised, Steve picked her up, and she curled up in the front seat, her heart pounding. Steve turned to her.

" Ok. Billy Hargrove. I need you to beat him at basketball for me and then I'll do whatever you want " He said sincerely. " You'll also be the most popular, your sense of style will give you good looks, your attitude will make you intimidating and nobody will mess with you. Remember, Spice before Nice"

Evan nodded, before stepping out the car. Although her and Steve weren't dating, they were really close, so she linked her arm with his, held her head up high, and marched towards the school.

It was now PE and unlike most, Evan was looking forward to it. At lunch she had gotten changed into her PE kit with a leather jacket.

So when the coach said Steve's team needed another player, Steve could volunteer Evan.

" A girl? Playing basketball with all boys? Well, knock 'em dead"

Evan smiled before taking off her jacket. She backflipped off the bleaches ( almost giving the coach a heart attack, jumping four levels at once) landing infront of Billy.

The coach blew the whistle.

Billy had managed to get the ball off Steve, and Evan ran up to the hoop, catching the ball at an impossible hight when Billy tried to throw it in. She then dribbled the ball past her opposing side, swerving expertly around the bodies, before scoring a point.

Two points.

Three points.

Half an hour later, after many interceptions coutsey of Evan, her team was winning by 10 points.

At the end her team surrounded her, cheering her name. Even Billy clapped slowly, though he didn't smile like everyone else. Evan laughed before walking over to where Steve was running at her.

He picked her up and spun her around, his hands on her waist, her hands on his shoulders.

And then he kissed her. Her eyes widend in shock before melting into the kiss, her long legs wrapped around his waist. The gymnasium cheered, but everything faded into the kiss.

It was time to go home, and Steve and Evan wwaljed out the school, hand in hand. The walked, laughing about anything in the world. Mike, Dustin, Lucas and Eleven watched them, the boys mouths were agape.

" Stevan? When did that happen"

" They look so happy,"

And they were.

Just for today, everything was perfect. They were together, as it would stay. Steve Harrington and Evangeline Hopper. The powercouple of the school.

The happiest couple.

PART TWO IS UP ON MY ACCOUNT.

Like and comment please!

28 notes · View notes

amollion · 8 years ago

Text

The Virus (Extended)

***Logs of the late Admiral Elfre”

Personal log 1. I got accepted into the coalition military only as a simple deck serf my main duties are cleaning the vents of vermin that somehow make it onto the ships and breed. I also run messages, it’s good exercise but most of the officers don’t even look at me, I’ll show them I’ll make admiral in not time.

Personal Log 6. After helping engineer Lopya with the engine after being stuck in dead space for nearly a week I was promoted to bridge officer, I mainly work the coms console but it is a step in the right direction, i cant wait.

Personal Log 8. One of our explorer ships has found a new planet, this one is apparently unique and has all our scientists really excited. Not sure how it is unique because I always thought every world in the galaxy was unique but apparently this is one is special. My colleagues are talking about nothing else I might actually keep an eye on the com traffic to see what the fuss is about.

Personal Log 9. Well I read some of the com messages ( I know I’m not supposed to but curiosity got the better of me) and this new world everyone is going crazy over is apparently the only world which can truly be classified as a “Dead World” But life is not only surviving apparently its thriving. They think their might be intelligent life there, even if the air is toxic and the plant life poisonous and Maker only knows what the animal life is like. I shudder to think of what could survive there.

Personal log 13. The explorer team has gone missing, they were researching a new animal that lived in huge hives and it is believed the creatures may have discovered them. Not sure how I thought they were using this new cloaking technology that makes them invisible? Could these creatures see through it?

Personal Log 14. Workload today was insane, more com traffic than ever, our fleet is being redirected. But on the bright side if I make a good impression the captain might put me on course for deck officer level 2? I can only hope.

Personal Log 16. I’m not sure if this is good or not but our fleet has been chosen to search for that research team that went missing, why we should when we are an explorer fleet not a military fleet. I mean, we only have handful of actual soldiers on each ship, but then orders are orders.

Personal Log 17. I think I may have made a mistake, the captain wanted a coms officer to go and record to rescue and like an idiot I said I’d do it before I truly thought about it. I’m going to a “Dead world” to find people. I want to live long enough to have wife's and spawns I don’t want to to go somewhere where i might die. Well I can’t back out now, at least Major Jesa gave me a handgun to use in case.

Personal Log 18. We landed on the planet at the researchers last known location, we found their base, it was hidden inside one of the hills over looking a herd of fluffy animals that made off “Bahhhh” sounds as they saw us. They were not hostile luckily, we assumed they were prey animals, wee went off to complete our mission. We found one of the trackers the researchers use sot hey don’t get lost, it was badly broken so the log could not be accessed, we bagged it kept on.

Personal Log 19 The nights here are cold, really cold. We set up air tight tents so we did not have to sleep in our suits and even with the heaters we were all shivering. Private Getr joked this was worse than the time he fought against some snow like monsters on a world going through an ice age. i could tell he was not joking, i hate this place.

Personal Log 20. Private Getr’s suit was split yesterday, some plant that has spikes cut his suit and he died in moments, he never had a chance to even seal the split. A pair of his comrades volunteer to take him back to the shuttle and off they go, we are three men down.

Personal Log 21. The rain, so much rain, I mean it’s not unusual for water to fall from the sky but this is just crazy, we all agree not to out today.

Personal Log 22. We saw the natives, or at least what we think are the most dominant natives here. There were three of them, small and running around in one of the fields playing I think, is that playing or were they fighting for dominance? they were quite small and talked to each other in odd clicking noises. Then the older appeared, far larger than their young, they appeared out of the trees not far from us, then one of them started sniffing the air, no way could they smell us could they? We quickly left before we were discovered. But not before we saw the Hive, it was larger than any city I have seen, how many of these creatures were there.

Personal Log 23. Finally some other sign of the research team, an tent, only one but it’s a sign. We call inside but there is no answer, we slowly make our way inside and find what we feared we would. A body, His skin was the same as privates Getr’s when his suit split, he was holding a note though all it said was. “Run!”

Personal Log 27. Well I’m glad that’s over with and i can get back to my life, that world is now off limits to everyone now and is under strict quarantine level 10. The first planet to get that level. They even named it Kila, apparently it means death in one of languages spoken in the coalition.

Personal Log 30. Since my mission to Kila I have gain more responsibility and just yesterday they are giving me my own ship!! It’s only a snall support ship with a few hundred crew but I’m excited. Captain Elfre, i like the sound of that.

Captains Log 36. I’M BORED!!!! This support ship gets almost no mission, all we do is patrol and help the larger ships move into formation, I want a bigger ship!!!! Or at least something to break the boredom.

Captains Log 38. A whole quarantine fleet went missing a couple of days ago, I instantly knew which one before i even heard the planets name, it was Kila. By the Maker have they made it off the that planet? More fleet are being directed and we are on standby if we are needed. I have a feeling we will be.

Captains Log 40. We are needed, the fleet is heading to the quarantine Kila zone.

Captains Log 41. The quarantine is breached the creatures have built ships and a lot of them, these hive ships were scanned and found our own technology on board. They are using our warp drives, did they figure out of they were built? How? Are these things sentient? We take up position to bar their path and we simply stare at each other, we send message after message to try and open a dialog but there is no response. Then over all our coms, a noise like screaming, is that Getr? Are they in my head? Only one word is truly heard. Hooman, our enemy has a name. The Admiral orders us to open fire and we unleash our weapons upon them, huge pulse cannons and missiles with enough yield to scorch a planet. Nearly all miss. How could they miss and those that hit seemed to only cause minimal damage. Wait are..their ships healing themselves? We scramble to reload and open fire again but the Hoomans fore first, we don’t recognize what kind of weapons they are using but they cut right through our armor, the flagship goes down having been hit by three separate enemy ships. The other captains are screaming orders or trying to regain some kind of control, I shout over the coms that I cam taking command and order the retreat. The war against the Hoomans, has begun.

Captains Log 50. The Hoomans are spreading and spreading fast, every engagement is the same, they break into real space, our coms go haywire and our fleet gets wiped out. We need a different strategy.

Captains Log 54. I have been given command of a new battleship, it is to be the new flagship of a invasion force into Hooman space. Our scientist have theorized that the Hoomans work on a hive mind command structure and if we wipe out the their main hive world Kila the rest will fall into chaos. I don’t know how they can know that as to my mind no Hooman has been captured alive or dead. But I am eager to go on the offensive for once.

Captains Log 55. Our first victory!!! We engaged the Hoomans on the edge of their space and wiped them out, we left the planet as we needed to save our resources for the homeworld but it felt good to drop a few nukes down there. We can do this, we can win!!

Captains Log 57. The Hoomans never seem to run out of ships, we have assembled the largest fleet in the galaxy and that has got their attention, their advance into our space has halted. I have their complete attention, and that terrifies me.

Captains Log 58. We lost half our ships in the last battle and the flagship is heavily damaged we have taken refuge in an asteroid belt to make repairs but the Hoomans are looking for us. They always know where to find us, they always know.

Captains Log 60. I can only engage the Homans one more time before I have to retreat and i am nowhere near their homeworld of Kila, they always seem to have more ships. The last engagement were boarded by them, I have seen every kind of species in the galaxy and we are all different, some are fast, some are strong, some are smart and so on. But never have I seen a race like them. They only have two arms and two legs which is the lowest number of any rce and it seems to work to their advantage. I saw on the security cameras our soldiers fight them in hand to hand and the Hoomans just danced around them. They moved like water and hit like avalanches, our new directive was never to engage them in close combat, you’d never win. Not that shooting them seems to work either, my bridge was breached by them and i shot one in the head with my pistol and it barley flinched, if it wasn’t for a guard with a blaster i would have been dead. Sadly that moment of saving my life cost him his own, he was hit my one of their weapons and his whole body evaporated. Not sure what is a worse way to die, being touched by one of these things or shot. This invasion is over, I’m ordering the retreat.

Captains Log 62. 2 months, that was all the time I bought while invading their space and once more they are on the offensive, consuming world after world and terraforming it so only they can live there. Trillions are now dead and how much further will they spread before they burn themselves out.

Captains Log 65. Our leaders are panicking, the surviving races are merging all their resources in some attempt to turn this tide. Our pleas of surrender and mercy go unanswered except for the usual response of the com screaming. But on some lighter note I go promoted to Admiral, my life long goal was achieved only because my predecessor shot himself when his homeworld was consumed by the Hoomans, his mate and youngling did not make it of world in time. They now expect me to win this war for them, I don’t know if I can but I am going to try.

Admirals Log 1, My first engagement as an Admiral with the race known as Hooman has ended in our utter defeat, we exited hyperspace right on top of them and they reacted as if they knew we were coming. Are these creatures just super fast or can they see the future? We retreated to Elixal Prime but my few remaining ships will not be enough to hold them off for long. I have already began evacuation but there are not enough ships, they will be here soon,

Admirals Log 5, Elixal Prime is lost, the moment the first of their hive ships arrived we had to abandon any hope of rescuing the population. I can only imagine what horrors they will face. We heard their screams over the com as we left.

Admirals Log 13. I have implemented a scorched earth policy, any world we cannot protect or have to retreat from is scorched to make sure they can’t use it. It will slow them at least.

Admirals Log.16 It did not stop or slow them, in fact it made terraforming the planet for themselves easier so we have abandoned that tactic.

Admirals Log 22. They are spreading faster now, faster than we can track them its like a damn has broken and their entire race is now searching for new worlds to consume. Do they eat their worlds? Is that why they are expanding? for food?

Admirals log 29 the Hoomans have conquered half the galaxy and there are too few of the surviving races with the ships to even try and stop them. Some are talking about surrender. How could we? These creatures are so deadly that even one setting foot on a planet spells disaster as if their whole body was made to house millions of viruses. My old friend was touched by one once, I’ll never forget what happened to him. His skin burned and fell off he bled form every part of his body, his screams, they still haunt me.

Admirals Log 40. Me and the other admirals have agreed that this war cannot be won, we have but one hope, all the survivors of the coalition have gathered in one system. There are only 50 billion left out of a population of thousands of trillions. But our scientists have built a war winning weapon, a huge beam cannon that can destroy fleets. It is very experimental as if uses the power oft he sun to fire. The plan is to use it to defend against the Hoomans in this system indefinitely, let them have the galaxy surely they will let us have one small system?

Admirals Log 50. I was wrong about the Hoomans letting us live here, because here they are, but there is only one hive ship just sitting there watching us. My ship is placed directly opposite it, Im sure i can take on one ship but I know, that silently out there, his friends are watching. Once more our coms go nuts, i turn it off, i have had enough of listening to the sounds of my comrades die over and over again. I open fire and before the munitions hit the Hooman hive ship turns and enters hyperspace. He’ll be back.

Admirals Log 60. The Hoomans are back and it seems they have brought their entire fleet with them, My fleet has over 5000 ships of varying classes and the new solar cannon we built. Just a little closer, i oder the cannon to fire and millions of miles behind my fleet the solar cannon unleashes the power of the sun at the Hoomans. Then...wait? No this is not possible the Hooman fleet is moving and a new kind of ship is taking the lead...it’s huge almost the size of a moon and it is moving to intercept the beam. The solar cannons beam hits the new hive ship but...it does not do what they said it would. It is supposed to destroy the ship then the beam jumps tot the nearest ship and destroys that one and so on. But the ship is...is...absorbing it? the light is dancing around the hive ship and then suddenly fires from the tip, oh no it’s heading for one of the planets! It hit the planet the solar cannon was orbiting and it erupts and breaks apart. 20 billion souls all gone in an instant. Screaming I order to open fire, all 5000 ships unleash our firepower at the Hoomans, with so many ships and so many targets it’s hard to miss. The battle last only an hour.

Admiral’s log , We’ve lost, our final stand began an hour ago, 3 thousand ships gone, in an hour!!! How could such a race even exist? I sit here reading reports of what their world is like, no wonder they turned out like they did out of all the worlds in the galaxy this one has to be the most hostile one. I’m not going down without a fight though.

Admiral Efre grabbed his rifle and locked his log in the hopes that it might be found by someone who could read it and remember the struggle the galaxy went through. Perhaps in a couple of millennia when the Hoomans have died out. The Hoomans were cutting through the door now, his soldiers all got to their feet and readied their rifles. The pride he felt for them, even in their final moments they were defiant, even though there was nothing and no one left to save.

The door blasts open and we open fire, like before the Hoomans shrug off our shots like they were pebbles, a few go down but it doesnt stop the others. The run into us and…and? They’re not killing us By the Maker they want us alive! Are they going to eat us? One grabs me with its gloved hand and forces me to my knees alongside my soldiers and another enters like the others of it’s kind inside a sealed suit. It lowers itself to look me in the eye and raising a visor to show it’s face.

They’re disgusting, their faces…the proportions are all wrong and only two eyes? How could they see so well with only two eyes? The nose is pitiful in size I can only imagine how strong it was. And the skin, it looks wet like oil, is it acid?

Finally it speaks and the words put the chill of death into me.

“We were only trying to say hello”

#fiction #humans are space orcs #humans are space oddities #humans are space australians #long post #scifi #amollion #apocalypse #war #virus #humans

537 notes · View notes

space-australia-stories · 8 years ago

Text

The Virus (Extended)

***Logs of the late Admiral Elfre”

Personal Log 17. I think I may have made a mistake, the captain wanted a coms officer to go and record to rescue and like an idiot I said I’d do it before I truly thought about it. I’m going to a “Dead world” to find people. I want to live long enough to have wife’s and spawns I don’t want to to go somewhere where i might die. Well I can’t back out now, at least Major Jesa gave me a handgun to use in case.

Personal Log 21. The rain, so much rain, I mean it’s not unusual for water to fall from the sky but this is just crazy, we all agree not to out today.

Captains Log 40. We are needed, the fleet is heading to the quarantine Kila zone.

Admirals Log 13. I have implemented a scorched earth policy, any world we cannot protect or have to retreat from is scorched to make sure they can’t use it. It will slow them at least.

Admirals Log.16 It did not stop or slow them, in fact it made terraforming the planet for themselves easier so we have abandoned that tactic.

Admirals Log 60. The Hoomans are back and it seems they have brought their entire fleet with them, My fleet has over 5000 ships of varying classes and the new solar cannon we built. Just a little closer, i oder the cannon to fire and millions of miles behind my fleet the solar cannon unleashes the power of the sun at the Hoomans. Then…wait? No this is not possible the Hooman fleet is moving and a new kind of ship is taking the lead…it’s huge almost the size of a moon and it is moving to intercept the beam. The solar cannons beam hits the new hive ship but…it does not do what they said it would. It is supposed to destroy the ship then the beam jumps tot the nearest ship and destroys that one and so on. But the ship is…is…absorbing it? the light is dancing around the hive ship and then suddenly fires from the tip, oh no it’s heading for one of the planets! It hit the planet the solar cannon was orbiting and it erupts and breaks apart. 20 billion souls all gone in an instant. Screaming I order to open fire, all 5000 ships unleash our firepower at the Hoomans, with so many ships and so many targets it’s hard to miss. The battle last only an hour.

Finally it speaks and the words put the chill of death into me.

“We were only trying to say hello”

#submission #long post #omg that plot twist #space australia #humans and aliens #aliens #humans are badass

365 notes · View notes

yourbolderswedish · 7 years ago

Text

The ‘Golden Boy’ of bras

My favorite bra, aka Golden Boy, so named after a classic bit on ‘Seinfeld,’ fell victim to time yesterday.

Boundary-less confession: I need to go bra shopping.

Telling myself this is like saying: ‘Go rent a scissor lift and, maybe, some drywall stilts and buy 90 gallons of paint and start refreshing the front room like you’ve pledged to do for the past nine years.’

Or, better yet: ‘Go to the basement and start sorting through the 20 years of accumulated wealth we have banished there. Maybe pack up that Encyclopedia Britannica set Aunt Fay left you. Maybe box up the decades of REM and U2 CDs now scattered across the floor. Maybe disassemble that deathtrap treadmill with the slipping belt … I don’t know. Clean up the basement!’

Nothing about any of these chores speaks to me. Well, the scissor lift and drywall stilts really intrigue me but not enough to risk another compound fracture.

Back to my point: I need to buy some new bras.

Yesterday, the Golden Boy of bras fell victim to time. He didn’t make it.

My trusty black Under Armour running bra with the zipper front, aka Golden Boy, fell apart after going through the washing machine.

I called this bra Golden Boy after a pretty classic bit on ‘Seinfeld.’ (Note: If you know me and The Weed, you know we basically speak in TV show dialogues and movie quotes. It’s what keeps us happy and will ensure we win a couples-only game show some day.)

Golden Boy was Jerry’s favorite T-shirt. Seinfeld famously talked about Golden Boy with Elaine while she sat on his couch.

Seinfeld said: ‘See this T-shirt? Six years I’ve had this T-shirt. It’s my best one. I call him ‘Golden Boy.’ Golden Boy’s always the first shirt I wear out of the laundry.

‘Here … Touch Golden Boy,’ Jerry says offering the shirt to Elaine.

Elaine responds: ‘No thanks.’ (She’s talking on Jerry’s phone.)

‘But see. Look at the collar. It’s fraying,’ Jerry continues. ‘Golden Boy is slowly dying. Each wash brings him one step closer. That’s what makes the T-shirt such a tragic figure.’

Elaine chimes in: ‘Why don’t you just let Golden Boy soak in the sink with some Woolite?’

Jerry responds: ‘No! The reason he’s the Iron Man is because he goes out there and he plays every game. Wash. Rinse. Spin. Rinse. Spin. You take that away from him, you break his spirit!’

(Again, a note: I have included a photo from the Seinfeld bit with this blog because after I did an online search for Under Armour black zipper-front bras, I found a bunch of photos of skinny, athletic women smiling and wearing my Golden Boy. I don’t feel good about myself right now.)

Sure, the T-shirt is a tragic figure. Certainly, my Golden Boy bra was a tragic figure. That bra was with me for far too long because there is nothing more tragic than me, a woman twice diagnosed with breast cancer, going to a store and trying to buy a bra.

Fortunately, buying athletic bras is pretty easy. I usually go to a sporting goods store; grab at least 10 bras I think might accommodate my ridiculous chest; lock myself in a dressing room; take off my shirt; meticulously scan the room for any hidden cameras; lose my current bra; try on one or two new bras; sob a bit; and, finally, settle on one that holds my reconstructed breast mounds in place like those dinner rolls in the pressurized canister that explodes when you peel off the label.

This I can do. I don’t need a pep talk for this bra-purchasing trip.

It’s the trip to Nordstrom where I buy grown-up people bras that unsettles me.

I have done this once since going through treatment for breast cancer. That time, I bought six bras — spending about $700 so I wouldn’t have to return to the ‘unmentionables department’ again for a few years.

Sadly, I need to return to Nordstrom. I am nearing the end of my grown-up people bra treasury.

I shop there because Nordstrom offers a special fitting, breast prosthesis program for women who have gone through breast cancer.

The program pledges: ‘Our certified prosthesis fitters are specially trained to fit women for all intimate apparel following a mastectomy, lumpectomy or other reconstructive breast surgery.’

Learn more about the program here: http://shop.nordstrom.com/c/breast-prosthesis-program

My first trip to Nordstrom after having a lumpectomy, double mastectomy and reconstruction was something straight from a TV show comedy.

I should have pounded three gin and tonics before I went. However, I told myself I needed to be a decent human being and just buy some ‘good goddamned’ underwear. My inner monologue is riddled with creative swears.

When I got to the store, there was a nice sales lady standing at a counter, folding the largest granny underpants I have ever seen.

I said to myself: ‘That has to be some sort of sign. Abort! Abort! Abort!’

Too late, the sales lady saw me, smiled and asked: ‘May I help you?’

I responded in the hushed tones of an undercover agent behind enemy lines: ‘I need a bra fitting. I have gone through breast cancer treatments.’

At which point, the sales lady dropped the gigantic ass covers and ran around the counter and hugged me so tightly I almost cried. Not cool.

She introduced herself. She shook my hand. She told me she, too, had gone through breast cancer.

Ugh. This was going to be weird. I could feel the weird hairs on the back of my neck standing at full attention.

The sales lady ushered me into a nearby dressing room. Of course, she took me into the largest handicapped dressing room I have ever been in. I wanted to do some laps, maybe some speedwork.

Instead, she told me to take a seat while she grabbed a clipboard, tape measure and a chair for herself.

When the sales lady returned and sat down, she made some small talk about the Nordstrom program. She asked if I had insurance that would help pay for the bras. I did not. ‘Sonuva bitch … Damn it!’

Then, the sales lady asked if she could measure my chest. I said yes.

I knew this part was coming but it still wasn’t easy for me to peel out of everything above the waist and have this woman wrap a paper tape measure around my chest. To have breast cancer, one must become comfortable with a few things: 1. There is a lot (A LOT) of naked time. 2. You must learn to accept cold hands on your warm bits.

I’m still working on these two points. I’m not fully compliant yet.

So, as the sales lady measured my chest, I stared at the floor. I sang ‘Hava Nagila’ to myself. I noticed the carpet in the Nordstrom dressing room is kind of shabby. Then, I looked at the sales lady making notes about my chest.

She said: ‘Your left breast is larger than the right. That’s common. I wonder if you might need a prosthesis for your right cup, to balance everything.’

The sales lady continued: ‘I didn’t have reconstruction. So, I don’t have to deal with this stuff myself. See …’ as she lifted her shirt above her head like a toddler playing peekaboo.

I politely gaped at the women’s bare, flat, scarred chest and said: ‘Oh. Yeah. Well. Hmmm …’ All the while thinking: ‘It’s getting a little too soft core in the Nordstrom dressing room!’

With my utter dumbfoundedness before her, the sales lady dropped her shirt, fashionably arranged herself and left the room to find several different bras in my size.

When she returned, the department manager was with her. She introduced herself. Kept her eyes focused on mine even though I was sitting there without a shirt and my nippleless breasts were waving in her face, seeking her immediate attention.

The manager said: ‘You look great. What a nice reconstruction job. Congratulations on completing treatment.’

I smiled. Nodded. Thanked her and tried to move the process along before she decided she also needed me to see her bare chest up close and personal.

Eventually, I decided on an underwire bra that came in several colors and had a nice lacy design that covered my scars.

The sales lady showed me a prosthesis. Asked if I wanted to try it in the right cup. It was a small, flesh-colored, table-top coaster that looked like a raw chicken breast. I did not want to touch it let alone slide it into the bra cup against my skin.

I declined but took a photo of the prosthesis and texted it to The Weed. He was about as impressed with it as me. He responded: ‘Weird.’

With that, I asked for three white bras and three black bras in the lacy, underwire style. The sales lady grabbed them all, ushered me to the register, wrapped the bras in tissue paper and proudly swiped my credit card. We were nearing the end … Thank Christ!

As the sales lady came around from behind the register counter, she handed me the bag of bras — the most expensive bag of anything I have ever carried — and again hugged me.

This time, she was more delicate. I suspect she knew to hug me more gently this time because she had just seen Boobzilla and his slightly smaller friend, the treacherous, cancerous right boob, Cancer Joe.

She saw how my reconstructed chest is much different from hers. How if not properly restrained it will defy all manners of gravity.

She seemed to truly understand how difficult this was for me.

As I walked away, I stopped in the store’s management office. I completed a nice customer review about the sales lady’s service and the fitting program.

Then, I left the mall and headed straight to the liquor store. It was time for those gin and tonics.

#breastcancer breastcancerawareness GoldenBoy

2 notes · View notes

plotsandpromptsforall · 8 years ago

Text

The Virus (Extended)

***Logs of the late Admiral Elfre”

Personal Log 17. I think I may have made a mistake, the captain wanted a coms officer to go and record to rescue and like an idiot I said I’d do it before I truly thought about it. I’m going to a “Dead world” to find people. I want to live long enough to have wife’s and spawns I don’t want to to go somewhere where i might die. Well I can’t back out now, at least Major Jesa gave me a handgun to use in case.

Personal Log 21. The rain, so much rain, I mean it’s not unusual for water to fall from the sky but this is just crazy, we all agree not to out today.

Captains Log 40. We are needed, the fleet is heading to the quarantine Kila zone.

Admirals Log 13. I have implemented a scorched earth policy, any world we cannot protect or have to retreat from is scorched to make sure they can’t use it. It will slow them at least.

Admirals Log.16 It did not stop or slow them, in fact it made terraforming the planet for themselves easier so we have abandoned that tactic.

Admirals Log 60. The Hoomans are back and it seems they have brought their entire fleet with them, My fleet has over 5000 ships of varying classes and the new solar cannon we built. Just a little closer, i oder the cannon to fire and millions of miles behind my fleet the solar cannon unleashes the power of the sun at the Hoomans. Then…wait? No this is not possible the Hooman fleet is moving and a new kind of ship is taking the lead…it’s huge almost the size of a moon and it is moving to intercept the beam. The solar cannons beam hits the new hive ship but…it does not do what they said it would. It is supposed to destroy the ship then the beam jumps tot the nearest ship and destroys that one and so on. But the ship is…is…absorbing it? the light is dancing around the hive ship and then suddenly fires from the tip, oh no it’s heading for one of the planets! It hit the planet the solar cannon was orbiting and it erupts and breaks apart. 20 billion souls all gone in an instant. Screaming I order to open fire, all 5000 ships unleash our firepower at the Hoomans, with so many ships and so many targets it’s hard to miss. The battle last only an hour.

Finally it speaks and the words put the chill of death into me.

“We were only trying to say hello”

#submission #great work thanks for sharing

46 notes · View notes

puroresu-musings · 7 years ago

Photo

NJPW DOMINION 6.11 in Osaka-Jo Hall Review

David Finlay, Tomoyuki Oka & Shota Umino vs. Tetsuhiro Yagi, Katsuya Kitamura & Hirai Kawato **½

Jushin Thunder Liger, TenKoji & Manabu Nakanishi vs. Togi Makabe, Yuji Nagata, Tiger Mask & Tiger Mask W **3/4

NEVER Six Man Title Gauntlet Match: SANADA, EVIL & BUSHI (c) vs. Ricochet, Juice & Taguchi vs. Ishii, Yano & YOSHI-HASHI vs. Fale, Yujiro & Page vs. ZSJ, Kanemaru & Taichi ***1/4

IWGP Jr. Tag Title Match: Roppongi Vice (c) vs. The Young Bucks ****

IWGP Tag Team Title Match: War Machine (c) vs. Guerrillas Of Destiny ***1/2

Michael Elgin vs. Cody ***

IWGP Jr. Heavyweight Title Match: Hiromu Takahashi (c) vs. KUSHIDA ****3/4

NEVER Openweight Title Lumberjack Death Match: Minoru Suzuki (c) vs. Hirooki Goto ****

IWGP Intercontinental Title Match: Tetsuya Naito (c) vs. Hiroshi Tanahashi ****3/4

IWGP Heavyweight Title Match: Kazuchika Okada (c) vs. Kenny Omega *****

Photos:

New Japan did it again and hit it out of the park with another superb super show. This featured hugely entertaining undercard and three astounding matches. Things started fun but unspectacular with the pre-show six man and the opening eight man. Both of which were decent little outings where everyone got their spots in. The NEVER Six Man Gauntlet was vey rushed but really picked up with the final two teams. The CHAOS trio firstly eliminated the Bullet Clubbers when Yano school boy’d Yujiro, then almost immediately the Suzuki-gun gang took out the CHAOS guys when Sabre Jr. got a bridging cradle on Yano. Taguchi Japan was next and eliminated the Suzuki Army when Juice hit Pulp Friction on Taichi (how I cheered), though the gun put a beating on all three of them whilst LIJ made their entrance. That lead to the best part of the match and ended up saving what was up to then, a blur of spots and movement. Ricochet looked like he was nearly killed when he tried to catch a power bomb on SANADA during a tower superplex spot, but thankfully he seemed OK. There was a dramatic finish as Taguchi had the ankle lock sunk in on BUSHI, but SANADA locked on the Skull End, whilst the masked man hit the MX for the win to retain the belts.

The Young Bucks regained the Jr. tag straps for a sixth time in a great little match with RPG Vice. This told a similar story to their bout at WK11, in which the Jacksons isolated one member of the team (in this case Baretta) and got the heat forever. The finishing sequence was really good as the Vice hit Strong Zero on Matt, but Nick broke it up with a Swanton Bomb, leading to the Bucks each locking on Sharpshooters to Romero, after working his back the whole match, before hitting the Indytaker and getting the submission win with another Sharpshooter (and setting the tone for what was to come). The G.O.D. won the IWGP Heavy Tag belts from War Machine in a very good match. This started off great, but got a little shaky near the end. There were lots of good near falls and sequences, including Tonga hitting a Gun Stun out of Fall Out, before Roa nailed Rowe with a chair, leading to the Guerrilla Warfare finish. Cody beat Michael Elgin in a good encounter, which was Cody’s best NJPW outing yet. This featured the usual impressive power spots from Big Mike, but he was pinned after Cody escaped a second floor deadlift Falcon Arrow, and hit Cross Rhodes for the win. Whilst this was good, it by no means made Cody look like a worthy title contender.

BOSJ winner KUSHIDA looked for revenge against Takahashi in a superb Junior Title contest, which told a great story and featured loads of really meaningful spots and sequences. This was just a war as KUSHIDA heeled it up here (and was audibly boo’d in the process) by trying to play the LIJ at their own game, coming out super aggressive from the off. The Challenger nearly killed the Champion when he sat Hiromu down on a chair over the barricade, then hit an incredible springboard dropkick off another chair. They laid into each other with forearms in intense sequences, KUSHIDA hit a great, Spanish Fly version of the Hoverboard Lock off the top, Takahashi did that horrible sunset flip out of the ring, and KUSHIDA hit Back To The Future off the middle rope again which saw both guys down. KUSHIDA then channeled his winning ways in the BOSJ, stomped Hiromu’s face in, and lock in a Hoverboard Lock to get the submission win. This was fantastic stuff and the best match of Hiromu’s reign in my opinion, which is saying something. KUSHIDA celebrated by starting another Mexican wave, but BUSHI ran in and gave him the dokukiri to set himself up as the next challenger, probably in Long Beach. Minoru Suzuki kept hold of the NEVER title in a wild Lumberjack Death Match. This featured some great brawling and submission work, and was never anything approaching boring. One of the highlights saw Suzuki slap Jushin Liger, who was on commentary, and Liger flipped out, throwing chairs and going crazy, all of which helped the wild, heated feel of the match. All of the Lumberjacks ended up in the ring and brawling around ringside, before YOSHI-HASHI wiped everyone out with a Tope Con Hilo. Goto hit the GTR for a sure win, but Taichi pulled the ref out and nailed a hard chair shot to Goto, allowing the “Ill-Natured Man” to lock in a choke and retain the belt with a Gotch Piledriver. YOSHI-HASHI attacked Suzuki and the rest of Suzuki-gun in the post match, setting him up as Suzuki’s next title challenger.

The Intercontinental Title Match was tremendous, and another MOTYC in a year in which there are already seemingly hundreds. The heat for this was incredible as Naito is very much despised by the Osaka faithful, and everyone loves themselves a High Fly Star. Tanahashi deserves special praise here as he pulled out all the stops, having a classic Tana Big Match, but with a torn biceps, which is remarkable really. The story telling here was wonderful, with the main story being; if Naito is going to target Tana’s injured arm, Tana is going to target Naito’s surgically repaired knee. Tanahashi attacked while Naito was making his entrance, furious at the way the champion has disgraced the belt. This was just an out and out fight that saw Naito bleeding from the right ear after Tanahashi started punching the hell out of him on the mat. Naito worked over Tana’s arm, which had an added intensity and believability because, you know, he really does have a torn biceps, and the stoppage teases were great. Despite the injury, Tanahashi hit all his trademark moves, including the HFF to the floor, and destroyed Naito’s knee with dragon screws. Naito dropped Tana on his head with a swinging DDT, then scored a close near fall with a swinging Destino off the second rope. Tanahashi fought back, hitting Sling Blades, then went up top, did the Shinsuke hand gestures and hit the High Fly Flow for a ridiculously close 2.99. Tana then locked in a deep Texas Cloverleaf, which he had on for what felt close to two minutes, before Naito tapped out, and Tanahashi rescued the title. The execution of the move was fantastic as when Tana first applied it, the crowd weren't buying it as a finish, but the way he cranked down on it and the way Naito masterfully sold the hold, they completely bought it and popped big once he submitted. This gives Tana his second IC reign but, as amazing as he was here, I really do worry about him as he seems to be falling apart these days, and matches like this are going to bring it about sooner rather than later.

Then the main event. This was an interesting match as, for the first half, I wasn't especially blown away by it. It didn't suck me in like the Tokyo Dome match in January did, and I was thinking it was a bit of a disappointment. However, it built, and it built, and it built, and by the end it was one of the most dramatic wrestling matches I've ever seen. On the whole I’d say it probably wasn't as good as the WK 11 match, but it was a completely different animal. This wasn't the big bumps and moves spectacle of their previous bout, instead it told a marvellous story and just had unreal drama. The main story arc being that Okada was the aggressor this time, going out of his way to finish Omega off and prove once and for all he's the best around. There were of course a lot of big spots; Okada hit a Tope con Hilo, Omega hit a gigantic Asai Moonsault, the Champion hit a nasty looking Heavy Rain on the ring apron, and top rope elbowed Kenny through a table on the floor. Okada hit a Rainmaker, then another, which caused the whole Bullet Club to come out. Cody teased throwing in the towel, but he was prevented by the Young Bucks. This fired Kenny up, who came back with a V-Trigger and a reverse Frankensteiner, to start his big comeback. Omega finally hits the One Winged Angel on Okada in a match, but Okada was too close to the ropes and got his foot on them at 2. Kenny made the gun hand gesture, but Oakda quickly recovered, grabbed his arm and hit a third Rainmaker as Osaka-Jo Hall went crazy. The final 10 minutes were unreal, and the drama built expertly with Okada countering everything Kenny did with a dropkick. Kenny tried another OWA, But Okada reversed it into a Tombstone, and goes for the Rainmaker yet again, however Kenny collapses as he tries to hit it, and both men fell to the mat. Okada then destroyed Omega with a dropkick and hit yet another Rainmaker, but was too exhausted to make the cover as the 60 minute time limit expired. This was so good, and as previously said, very different to the Dome match. There were a lot of callbacks and similar spots, but this one was all about the story and the drama. Hour broadways are difficult to do as they are the wrestling equivalent of a 3 hour epic movie; either you get bored and restless, or you are completely enveloped by the ensuing drama. In my opinion, this was definitely the latter. Backstage in the press section, Cody Rhodes, of all people, challenged Okada to a title match in Long Beach, which was accepted. I’m sure the match will probably be great, but I don't think Cody has necessarily had the best of builds to a title shot. All in all this was yet another brilliant super show from New Japan, perhaps even surpassing Wrestle Kingdom as Show Of The Year. Lets face facts, when it comes to these shows, New Japan just can't be touched.

NDT

#njpw #dominion 6.11 #review #njdominion #kazuchika okada #kenny omega #hiroshi tanahashi #tetsuya naito #minoru suzuki #hirooki goto #kushida #hiromu takahashi #the young bucks #roppongi vice #new japan pro wrestling #puroresu #werstling #wwe #roh

21 notes · View notes

peculiarbob · 6 years ago

Text

The Outcasts

This is the last chapter of part one. I’m finished writing part two, but I’m still editing it.

Word Count: 1884

One minor swear word

Links: Ch. 1 Ch. 2 Ch. 3

Enjoy!

Chapter 4:

April 16 2014, on one focused much in class again. Rey bought some books on angels from a bookstore a couple block away. They didn’t help much. Cat spent most of her night practicing her spells, she was on edge all day. Jay just slept as if he didn’t just find out that an angel is on a killing spree. Nothing interesting happened at school, like normal. They talked in whispers and at lunch Cat rambled on about something along the lines of, “He might not come for us. He probably doesn’t even know who we are.” Jay go up cautiously mumbling, “No way. His eyes, look!” He pointed to the other end of the food court, “It’s the angel!” They turn around and a girl in pink fairy wings. “You almost gave me a heart attack!” Cat yelled at him while slouching in her chair. “Dude. That’s so not funny.” Rey says putting her forehead on the table. “Come on.” Jay says soothingly, “ You two gotta learn how to laugh.” “Make better jokes then.” Rey says while giving him the middle finger.

When Rey got home her mom was practicing her warding spells. They didn’t know much about angels because they never bothered them and they never came around. Rey went to her room to finish her homework. It took her two hours to finish, then she went to eat dinner with her family. They talked about being safe and being cautious during hunts. Audrey didn’t really understand what was going on but understood enough. It was Wynter’s turn to wash the dishes to Rey went to her room to draw and listen to music. It’s now 11:00 pm, she wasn’t tired and was determined to finish her drawing. She was drawing bloody mare with her copics markers while listening to Feeling Good by Michael Buble.

Over the music she heard something behind her. She quickly turned around to find a strange man standing in the middle of her room. He wore a leather jacket and looked to be about 6”2, muscular and winged. She wasn’t threatened by him though. “Who are you?” she asked as she curiously looking at his broken wings. “That depends,” he said, “who are you?” She didn’t like that answer. Rey walked over to him taped his forehead with her finger, knocking him out. “Angels” she said, “always making things so difficult.” She used her telekinesis to move his unconscious body quietly so she wouldn’t wake her family.

She moved him to the basement. That’s where they would take monsters to interrogate them for information. All there was in there was a dim light, an iron chair with locks, a devil’s trap painted on the floor and a cabinet built in the wall. The cabinet had iron doors and inside there were things like salt, holy water, matches and holy oil. She locked him in the chair then headed back up stairs to get into her hunter outfit. She walked quietly and when she changed into her clothes she put on her mask and grabbed her blades too. She had a belt that had pockets to hold her blades. She had one blade that was curved with a black handle, and a white gem attached to the handle. It had the power to kill a demon. The other one was a rounded blade with a white handle, and a black gem attached to the handle. It had the power to kill an angel. She used these blades when she served hell.

The angel woke to the sound of music, “It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day, it’s a new life for me. And I’m feeling good.” He looked up and was almost startled when he saw a figure in a mask with a horrible smile on it. “Smile for the camera.” she said as she took a picture with a Polaroid, “I like to keep a photo of my enemies just in case the getaway.” “You gonna tell me who you are, or am I gonna have to do it the hard way?” she said in a calm voice. “You will have to torture me before I ever give you any information.” he says in a serious voice. “Your choice kid.” she said under her breath before she put her hand on his forehead. Rey used her demonic abilities to look through his past, it was bad even for her.

She saw him get tricked by the snake to let him into heaven’s garden, then him get taken to the dungeons. He was tortured there for so many years and he watched his best friend get tortured. He was locked down there for thousands of years, maybe more, he was almost forgotten by the angels. She finally learned his name, Gadreel. If the other angels heard this name they didn’t think of anything good to go with it. Gadreel didn’t deserve all of this, he was tricked, who wouldn’t have been. Rey also saw him fall, possess Sam Winchester, get cast out, then kill for Metatron. It was a horror show. When she got out of his mind the angel was almost in tears, she didn’t realize he had to relive all of that when she went into his mind.

She took off her mask then sat on the floor cross legged in front of him. “So” Rey said, “why do you serve Metatron? I know you don’t want to kill.” When he didn’t answer she explained what she wanted, “I’ve made mistakes in my past, I’ve had more than my fair share of kills. But I’m also seeking redemption. I kill monsters to make up for what I did before. What about you?” Gadreel didn’t feel threatened by the girl so he said quietly, “I am seeking redemption as well. I am helping Metatron put heaven back together.” Before Rey could reply her mom came down. She was in her night clothes and looked tired, it was 11:30. She said in a groggy voice, “Honey, what are you doing?” She replied, “Interrogating someone.” “Oh,” her mother said, “Human or monster? Also are you going to let them go and why are you interrogating him?” Interrogation is almost normal for them. Rey says, “He’s an angel, I might let him go and he might have information we could use.” “Okay sweetie.”

Rey was relieved that her mother didn’t notice that she said “He’s an angel”, till she turned around and had her interrogation face on. “Crap.” Rey said under her breath. Her mom made her come out of the ring of holy fire and took her upstairs. “Is that the angel who’s on a murder spree?!” Her mother said in a serious tone. “P-potentially.” Rey stuttered, “I can handle whatever he throws at me, don’t wor-” “You think I’m worried about you?!” Rey’s mom said cutting her off, “I know you can handle angels. It’s your sisters I’m worried about, how would they react to this.” “Can I call my friends over? They deserve to know.” Her mom reluctantly agreed.

Cat, Jay and Tom, along with their families, were over in the next five minutes. Cat looked worried as she had to bring her six year old brother, Jefferson. Tom seemed to be kind of excited, nothing extraordinary really happened in his life. He was standing next to his 10 year old sister, Megan. All of the parents had nervous expressions. Jay on the other hand had already walked into the living room, for some reason he didn’t seem bothered by this whole situation. “Yo. Where is this bitch?” he says. “First of all” Rey says disapprovingly, “he’s not a bitch, and he’s in the basement.” They all headed into the basement, even Rey’s sisters. All of them either talked amongst themselves or tried to talk to Gadreel. He didn’t respond.

“Shut up!” Rey yelled. Everyone did shut up. She started talking to the angel, “Gadreel, would you respond to any of their questions?” “I would not.” he says glaring at them all. “Would you answer my questions if they weren't here?” she said calmly. He didn’t say anything but looked like he was contemplating his next words. Rey turned her head to the crowd behind her and nodded towards the stairs. After they all walked back up she closed to door behind them. She made a hole in the holy fire just long enough to pass through then sat down in front of him again.

Rey asked most of the questions like and Gadreel answered bluntly. After a while he asked her a question, “What are you?” “What?” she said confused. Hesitantly he said, “I do not know if you know this but, Metatron ordered me to kill you.” She wasn’t fazed by this though, she knew one day someone would try to kill her. “This is why.” she says as she makes her eyes go completely black. She stopped Gadreel from saying anything then proceeded to tell him a little bit about her past and what she was. When she was finished she looked up and he wore a poignant expression. “I don’t need your pity, just so you know.” she said in a solemn tone. She asked him if he wanted to know anything else, when he said no she questioned him a bit more. After another hour of that she stood up, put out the ring of fire, unlocked him from the chair then said, “You’re not that bad kid. Convince Metatron that you killed me and never mention me again.” He got up then they walked up the stairs.

Rey was able to convinced everyone that they shouldn’t be afraid of him. Jay and Tom talked to him for a while, questioning him a lot. Cat didn’t particularly like angels but mustered up the courage to have a short conversation with him. The parents then talked to him, Rey smirked when she noticed that he didn’t look like he enjoyed talking so much to so many people. Wearing her business face she said to Gadreel, “We could use someone like you on hunts. Once someone wins this angel versus angel war stop on by. Preferably on October 13, that’s my birthday.” The angel agreed to stop by once the war was won and before he went he said to Rey, “You are wasting your talents with these small hunts.” Then he walked out the door.

The next few months were normal to an extent. When it was Rey’s birthday she acted normal but she secretly was hoping to see the only nice angel she ever encountered. It’s now 11:00 at night she was drawing a picture of Jeff the Killer. She was somewhat disappointed that Gadreel didn’t visit her but she didn’t know what’s going on in his life. “I wonder if the war is done yet.” she thought to herself, “I guess I’ll never know.” But this gave her a realization. “I’m wasting my talent.” she thinks as she puts down her pencil, “I should use my skills to stop bigger problems.” She smiles at this thought then goes to bed. She meets up with Cat, Jay and Tom the next day then says to them with a smirk, “How about we make a name for ourselves?”

#supernatural #fanfic #fanfiction #gadreel #angels #hunting #spn

0 notes

daveywankenobie · 7 years ago

Text

Maybe it’s an age thing or maybe it’s a ‘skinny’ thing but these days when I look out of the window and see snow my heart completely sinks.

Another day where I can’t feel my fingers beckoned yesterday and I had to cancel my plans for a walk in the countryside with a fellow Slimming World’er and her dog.

This means that not only was my day of freedom disrupted before it had even begun but I didn’t get any pooch time at all. On the bright side though the snow did clear a little later on and I strolled into town for a coffee with my brother and to get a little bit of shopping (how did I exist before discovering unsweetened Almond milk and weetabix?!).

Surprisingly for me however I found that yesterday I simply couldn’t face walking back to my house in the bitingly cold wind (my fingertips and face were actually hurting) and so I caught the bus.

This is the first time in about a year and a half that I’ve used public transport to get home instead of my feet – and although it was actually really nice to get home quickly in the warm I’ve been feeling guilty ever since.

My daily mile target didn’t even come close.

This morning as a consequence I took a longer route to work to make up for it and before I’d reached the office I had a pretty satisfying 4.5 miles under my belt. It was a pretty nice morning too, and nowhere near as cold as the previous day. The snow was quickly on the way out and for a good portion of the hour and 10 minutes I was walking the sun was peeking in and out of little fluffy white clouds.

I also managed some good split times as well (mile two involved a stop at the post office) and by the end of the day I’m comfortingly back into my usual 10 mile bracket which makes me feel quite positive!

For the last two days (since the weather has been awful) I’ve mostly been geeking out with various bits of technology – and throwing a little time into learning a few things that I didn’t know much about before.

Attempting to prove that I’m still a party animal, the other day I bought myself an ‘Excel 2013 for Dummies‘ book in an attempt to put an end to the dull feeling of ineptitude that hovers over me every time I do more than open a spreadsheet to look at it.

Whenever I have a need to start adding formulas and creating tables I’m completely out of my depth.

I’ve resisted pretty much anything like this my entire life and honestly used to find my mind instantly switching off every time I ventured into such territory.

Lately though I’ve come to realise that I’m the exception to the rule in my new peer group and although I’ll never be as deeply invested it as some of those that I work with I want to at least be able to talk to them on a level where I don’t feel like a total caveman.

The really great thing is (and this is no joke at all) my mind works a million times faster as a fitter and healthier man than it ever used to work beforehand. Not only can I soak up information faster than I ever could before – but I find I can use it more effectively too.

Exercise and healthy eating for the win!

So – thats nerd objective number one.

The second is to understand the mildly bewildering eco system of Android phones.

I have for many years now been almost exclusively an Apple user – and while I don’t have any appetite to get rid of my (pretty darned awesome) iPhone at the moment there are a few things that a Google based device can do that an Apple one annoyingly can’t.

Apple’s strengths (being idiot proof and relatively secure) are also a weakness – and when you really need to ‘get under the hood’ their devices (at least in terms of tablets or smartphones) don’t let you do many things that people with Google based phones just take for granted.

To this end I bought myself a Huwawei P8 Lite (2017 edition – LINK) second hand from eBay the other day – and this evening I’ve been leaning how to program NTAG 215 NFC tags with it.

I won’t go into the reasons why, because I suspect many will be bored to death before I finish typing the sentence – but what I WILL say is that I’m pretty astonished at what less then £100 buys in terms of a phone these days (I paid £88 second hand but it’s £130 at Argos brand new – link).

The P8 Lite is a completely gorilla glass covered device (slippery!) that runs Android 7.0 (customised) and frankly it’s stunningly good for what is essentially a phone near the bottom end of the market.

It’s 5.2in full HD IPS screen is vibrant and colourful with superb viewing angles, and its (blisteringly fast) fingerprint reader leaves my iPhone 6 Plus (now a relic sitting in a speaker dock thanks to it’s mauling at the hands of iOS 11) in the dust.

Granted – the optics are a bit basic when judged against my current iPhone’s dual camera standards but there’s absolutely nothing about this device that isn’t perfectly usable by anyone that needs a basic smartphone.

Yay for Android – and I never thought I’d find myself saying that…

Anyway – I think it’s way past my bed time. I have a very early start indeed tomorrow and frankly I’m expecting to feel like death warmed up for most of the day as a consequence – particularly because at the moment (despite being on de-caffinated coffee all afternoon) I feel wide-a-flipping-wake.

Sigh.

It’s going to be a long night internet.

Think I’ll play with my new toy until i nod off…

Davey

Nerd things Maybe it's an age thing or maybe it's a 'skinny' thing but these days when I look out of the window and see snow my heart completely sinks.

0 notes

spookyenemyperson-blog · 6 years ago

Text

illinois insurance 2018

"illinois insurance 2018

illinois insurance 2018

BEST ANSWER: Try this site where you can compare quotes: : http://financeandcreditsolution.xyz/index.html?src=tumblr

RELATED QUESTIONS:

In NY there is freelancers unions and other ways to get affordable health insurance. anything similar in SoCal

I want to start freelancing but learned that health insurance will cost me $1400/month. Anything creative I can do? Any unions or groups I can join in SoCal? Need PPO.

Car Insurance think my car is a write-off but independent garage think otherwise?

My car (an 05 Peugeot 206) was involved in an accident (which was my fault but thankfully no other vehicle or persons involved) and there's been some damage to the front of my car (bonnet, grill etc.) - I've rung my insurer and they believe it's a write-off but I've asked them to send an assessor to check the damage. I've also had an independent garage look at the car (as someone else said that they did this in a similar scenario) who believe its not a write-off and they can repair it (450 was quoted for parts!!). He's sending me a quote for insurance work and a quote if it was done for cash. Can I get my insurer to use this garage if their assessor still deems it a write-off? If not, what are my options? This is my first time claiming insurance and I've got no real idea!!""

How Much Does Dog Owner Liability Insurance Cost?

I am looking in to getting a basenji/ miniature pinscher mix. The dog is only 19 lbs so it not a very big dog but the apartments I live in require this kind of insurance in case it bites someone. I would like to know monthly and yearly cost. (I dont have renters insurance I just want to know dog liability insurance)

The best car insurance company for a young driver?

Hey guys I'm 18 and about to get my first car and I've been notified that i need a car insurance before even buying a car from a car dealership. HELP! I've heard that young driver's insurance is more expensive than experienced driver's insurance, Is there a cheap car insurance for beginning drivers?""

I need braces on my teeth but i dont no have Insurance that cover it what can do do help?

i really need braces for my teeth and my health insurance wont pay for it. i am 21 and my teeth are crooked and is in my way. i do get SSI but i wanted to know what can i do because Braces cost to much money.

Car insurance help please for under 3 years experience..?

I need to get car insurance, the company I was with wanted way, way too much money to renew my car insurance (even though I didnt have any driving problems whatsoever).. Wherever I go though, they keep saying theyre unable to insure me because I dont have 3 years of driving under my belt. HOW am I supposed to get 3 years experience if I cant afford the only car insurance company to accept me guts me dry on a monthly basis. Does anyone know a car insurance place that dont require 3 years? I tried allstate, req 3 years I tried statefarm, req 3 years I tried the general, wanted me to pay 600 a month (rediculous) I HAD unitrin which billed me 180 a month, for 1 person on my 2 person household. Im employed full time, 22, almost 23 year old female, who is financing a car and has her own apt, who got her license at 21. Anyone know or have advice? And no, I dont have parents to leech onto for 3 years.""

Auto insurance question.?

My step father auto was struck in th readend by a teen the other day. Now his car is not worth much. Maybe 1500 dollars. The 2 body shops gave repair estiments at 2700 and 4300. Now as this is his personnel car and gets 45 miles to the gallon you can understand why he wants to keep using it to get to work. From a legal standpoint, as this is a personnel auto and the other driver is required to carry general libility to cover damage to aother peoples autos. Can a insurance company require him to just settle for the 1,500 dollar value of the car. Or total the car. Or do they have some kind of loop hole. How is it they can require a third party to settle on there terms? As he is not the orginator of the policy, he did not enter into a contract with the insurance provider. Can he just go get it fixed and send them the bill or have the repair compnay send it to the insurance compnay?""

Car insurance price for a Civic?

I am a 18 year old boy and I want to purchase a Honda Civic EX 4-door w/ a manual transmission. I am looking at a 2000-2005 or a 2006-2009 model. Could anybody give me an estimate of how much insurance is monthly? Thanks

Why is it a requirement to have a car insurance in the UK?

i have just passed my driving test last week. i already have ford fiesta (its so loud). why would i want to insure my car against what. what is car insurance about? what/where is the cheapest company to go and why? what are the benefits of car insurance?

Should I buy a new car on interest free with free insurance or a second-hand car?

I have not owned a car in the UK, so have only had a full UK driver's licence for 4 years, although have driven in NZ for 14 years. Therefore, my insurance quotes have been in the region of 2 K. Was thinking of getting a new car to circumvent the hassle of looking for a second hand car and also to bring down my insurance the following year. Monthly repayments on a new car would be 200 on a 10 K car, or 3500 upfront for a second-hand car. Can someone give me a proper financial assessment and also the pros and cons of a second-hand and new car? Cheers!""

Has the Affordable Care act made your health insurance more affordable?

Mine is going up $150 every two weeks for a $4500 in network $9000 out of network plan starting next year. Seems most people I talk to report similar numbers.

In a california DUI license suspension how do i get my license back?

its been a year that got a DUI in California and got my license suspended, and im just wondering how do i get my license back? do i just show up to DMV? i never got sent to court so by law the case gets dismissed after a year. so how do i go about getting my license back. ANSWER FAST!! :D""

Should my insurance really be 1950 on a 1.1 peagout 106 at the age of 18?

hello, should my insurance really be 1950 on a 1.1 peagout 106 at the age of 18 for third pary, fire and and theft, this really seems steap for a 1.1 litre, its not modified or been changed in any way or form, please help me get it cheaper lol""

How much would the car insurance for a Dodge Challenger 392 STR8 be?

Considering that it's for a 20 year old with two other adults included in the insurance plan of State Farm *If you have any information please help, this is for a Driver's Education project""

Can my parents add me to their car insurance?

My parents have Allstate car insurance. I have my own car registered in my name. I live with them. Can they add me to their car insurance?

""Insurance question, help!?""

While driving your Mazda to Gibson City, Illinois, you hit a cow that was standing in the road. Although the cow is not seriously injured, your car is badly damaged and will not run. It costs $100 to tow your car to the nearest location that can repair it and $2,200 to repair your car. Since you do not want to be stranded in Gibson City, you rent a car for $30 per day for the 3 days it takes to get your car repaired. Your policy will pay: A. $ 1,890 B. $ 2,200 C. $ 2,360 D. $ 2,390 E. None of the above While driving your twin brother, who is visiting with you, around campus, you accidently run into a tree. Your brother is injured and incurs $7,000 in medical bills. It costs $2,500 to repair your car. Your brother sues you (so much for his next birthday present) and wins a liability award of $20,000. Your policy will pay: A. $ 4,000 B. $ 9,000 C. $ 20,000 D. $ 22,000 E. $ 29,000 While driving on campus, you are hit by a car that runs a red light, resulting in bodily injury to you of $110,000. The other driver has liability limits of 20/40/15. How much will your insurance pay? A. $ 0 B. $20,000 C. $ 80,000 D. $100,000 E. $120,000 Assuming the same coverage, type of automobile, territory, and driving record, which of the following persons would you expect to pay the highest premium for automobile insurance? A. a 35-year old single female. B. a 20-year old married male. C. a 20-year old single male. D. a 20-year old single female. E. a 35-yer old single male.""

I am trying to find the type of car with the cheapest car insurance for my age and details?

Where online can i find details on lots of cars as gocompare.com etc... need you provide details on a certain car

""There have been caps of $250K for healthcare lawsuits in California for years, and insurance premiums didnt?

....go down one cent! If fact they are still among the highest in the country. How will this help reform healthcare according to conservatives? When in fact all it does is funnel more cash into their Wall Street supporters pockets?

Please I Need Help On My Car Insurance?

I just bought a car and i don't want to pay huge car insurance. Anybody care to help me out may be a recommendation of place i can get it a little bit cheap

Have I been ripped off? Car insurance?

Need a bit of help! I recently turned 18 and passed my driving test I drive a c1 and I paid 3060 for my car insurance this is with a black box fitted! I don't know if this is bad or good?? Considering I am being monitored?? Please help

""What is the least expensive car insurance in Thousand Oaks, California?

Thanks!

Are we going to have to have a secondary health insurance to insure against the newly sky-high deductibles?

How can I find out what my employer pays for my health insurance?

My employer tells me that they pay 70% of my health insurance premiums, but looking at the amount my 30% portion is and calculating the total, it would be a ridiculous total premium. So I think that my employer is lying to me about the percentage they pay. I tried calling the insurance company to find out what the total premiums are, but they would not tell me. Is there a way that I can find out what what the total premiums are on my health insurance plan?""

How much would it cost to insure my motorcycle?

I plan on buying a Suzuki dr-z400s and I'd like to know what some people are paying for their insurance. Or maybe just what I would be paying. I'm 16 years old, Male, and I have a clean record. I'm not sure what kind of insurance I would get but probably just liability. Thanks!""

Where's the cheapest place to get car insurance?

I'm a new Driver, passed nov 2010, i'm 27 and female... wanted to know if anyone could advise me on the best place to get car insurance on a KA 1.3... Tried the price comparison sites but they are all 1200+ Thanks""

illinois insurance 2018

Where can I find cheap car insurance for a 17 year old?

I have a provisional driving licence and am looking for car insurance!! any reccommendations? (please quote prices) What is the 'normal'/average price range?

Can I claim through my car insurance without facing any penalities?

Acura integra insurance?

im about to buy a 95 integra 2 door coupe stick shift... and my parents want to know the the cost of insurance before i buy it. but state farm is closed today and tommorrow. So are there any teen guys that have this car or similar one, and how much does your insurance cost. and im going to need collision coverage as well... and i will be listed under my parents with good student discount and safe driving stuff... so yeah just give me your thoughts on how much""

How much more is sr22?

great now i have to have sr22 for driving someone else's car that had no insurance. how ever i do have insurance and judge says i must pay sr22. i am just wondering how much i have to pay extra? i am with gieco. i am thinking an extra 50 bucks.

""Car insurance, change of profession?""

Hi All, I pay my car insurance in full every year. I am currently a Technologist - and this is what I specified when applying. I will be returning to full time education in September - so will be a full-time student rather than a technologist. I am fully comp. insured for social use. Do I have to let them know about my change in profession and will this affect how much I pay (even though I've already paid for year up to next April)? Any advice would be much appreciated.""

Immigrant Health Insurance?

How can a new immigrant in the US over 65 years and with pre-conditions obtain health insurance?

Questions about health insurance?

I took my eye exam couple months ago, and now i need change my insurance company, so my question is can i take my eye exam again?""

A question about car insurnace?

Hello, I just paid my car insurance......the lady said I should get my own insurance so I can start getting my own discounts , I am 30 years old and both my sisters (32 and 28) are on my mom and dad's insurance plan too, we get a multi line and multi car discount that adds up to about $40 dollars every 6 months for me.....I was in a hurry so I didn't really ask why but was wondering about it after I left.....I pay $112 every 6 months so $40 extra would be kind of crazy wouldn't it? Just wondering why......thank you.......""

Reducing health insurance costs?

I have health insurance through my employer with 80/20 coinsurance and a $1000 deductable. My employer pays 60% of the premium. Are there any changes I can make to reduce my out of pocket expenses?

What is the minimum requirements for insurance for a financed vehicle?

I know full coverage is required, but what determines if its full or not? anybody have a breakdown of each of the coverages etc?""

What does 'replacement cost' mean in hazard insurance?

I want to get a mortgage to buy a house. The lender requires hazard insurance at 'replacement cost' basis. I understand the lenders interest in recovering the mortgage, in ...mostrar ms""

How much would insurance cost for a 2005-06 mustang?

i am 16 and want a mustang how much will insurance be for a year compared to the average car... also i wont have a big engine....the car will be 14,000 or less""

Young Person Car Insurance?

Hi there, I am currently looking for my son who is 19 and has just got himself a new job, i promised him if he gets a job he can have a car to get there. However i am very worried about the insurance quotes ive looked up on the internet which is looking at 3700 a year which is the cheapest i can find. Very worrying seeing his mates are 2500 which im happy to pay. He is looking for a old ford fiesta, is there any ideas where i could improve and seek a cheaper quote? Possibly phoning up companies or is the internet quotes better, any other suggested cheap car insurance websites? Thanks Fiona""

Is it legal in CA for a used car dealer to sell you auto insurance?

i purchased a used car, and the used car dealer put in the contract that I was also purchasing auto insurance thru them...but i wuld get a refund of those premiums when I provided a copy of my own insurance. I never signed any other ionsurance forms with them. i did buy my own insurance later. But, is it legal for the used car delaer to sell me insurance?""

How to get Health Insurance when you are 17?

My parents are divorced and my sister and I have been living with our mom. However, we received health insurance through our father's place of work. Now he is applying for disability and has quit his job, so currently my sister and I have no health insurance. Because of this, my mom forbids me to take my car or motorcycle out because if my sister or I get hurt, there is no way for us to pay for it (we are suffering financially because my mom's hours at work got cut, and she is still recovering from breast cancer). Anyway, is there any way for me to obtain health insurance (or at least help my mom to) that would be affordable? We live in New York State""

How much should car insurance cost?

i am 17 and live in London. i have just passed my driving test and i'm looking for a car and insurance. i am not bothered about how bad the car is but i can't find insurance anywhere which i can afford. does anyone have advice?

Do you need insurance to register a car under your name?

Im a bout to buy a used car but im curious to know if you need insurance before the dmv can register the car under your name? thanks alot for taking the time to help me out, its all appreciated""

Auto insurance required when buy new car?

I live in california and recently went to the dealer bought a new car, and the saleman told me that I need to buy the insurance for my new car right at the dealer otherwise he can not let me drive that car home from the dealer eventhough I have full insurance coverage on my old car(current car)? He ask me to get the insurance coverage that they offer for 30 days? Is this right or it is a scam to get more money from me? Is it true that for everyone who buy new car to get the insurace coverage before they can drive it home even if you have full coverage insrurace on your old car?""

What are some reasons why someone would need permanent life insurance?

I dealt with over 150 clients in my career and haven't found a single reason why someone would need permanent life insurance. All my clients have term insurance b/c I don't see why anyone would need life insurance forever. I believe someone needs life insurance at the time when they need it most, which is when they have little savings and lots of debt to pay (such as a mortgage). While I protect the client's income with term life insurance, I also help them save money for retirement by opening IRAs and/or variable annuities or tax-exempt mutual funds. For kid's education, I use either a 529 Plan, Coverdell, or UGMA. For estate planning, I setup trust funds.""

Home Insurance?

If your insurance runs say from 1st November 07 to 1st November 08 and if you make a claim in January 07, and then make another claim on 26th November 07. Does this mean that this is counted as 2 claims differernt years or is this claims counted the same year?""

How much is the car insurance for a 18 year old boy with a dodge viper ACR 09 model?

ow much would i be paying a year with full coverage. Its a dodge viper ACR 09 model. Im an 18 year old male. Its a $112,000 car.""

How much will car insurance run about for a 16 year old male who gets good grades and has taken drivers ed?

I am a 16 year old male who has taken driver's ed and gets good grades. I am going to be added to my parents insurance. About how much on average will it cost me per month? Please give me a guesstimate, and I do not want to go to sites for quotes. Thanks""

""How is mortgage hazard insurance calculated? Rate in Houston, TX?""

How is mortgage hazard insurance (I don't mean PMI.) calculated? Does the rate depend on what insurance company I go with? I am buying a house in Houston, Texas.""

""I know it seems crazy, but whats the insurance per year of a 16 Year old with a Corvette?""

Lets say a 1995 Corvette with a V8 5.7 Liter Engine? I want to get a broken down one as a project car, I'd have to get insurance but how much would it be? Don't tell me its a stupid crazy idea just stfu... its only an idea.""

Im getting an abortion with my parents insurance will they find out?

Okay so I am a 20 year old college student and im pregnant and I am not in the positin to care for a child so I am getting an abortion. But I am doing so with my parents insurance I do not want them to know because after all im 20 I can make my own descions and do things on my own but with that being said I do not want it show up anywhere in the mail or online or anything that I had an abortion. I do not want them to know. So what should I do I talk to the ladies at the faility im using and they told me there not sure if it will show up as an abortion it might just show the facilities name whih im fine with because I can say I got birth control or something like that so what should I do? Any advice is welcome as long as its dont get an abortion because i am not in the position for a kid I will learn from my irresponsiblity.

illinois insurance 2018

We are looking for cheeeep insurance?

What is the cheapest insurance available out there?

Do you have health insurance?

what kind of deducatable do you have?? how much per month? how old are you?

Any reason for a sudden hike in insurance quote prices?

Hello i've been looking through insurance quotes as i have my renewal coming up, i was possibly thinking of getting a different car so been fishing around, especially on my current insurers website for quotes. A couple of days ago i was getting nice quotes i was happy with for all the cars i was searching including my own. However tonight the majority of the quotes i am getting have increased by 600-700? All my details are exactly the same, its actually made me quite depressed as i have no idea how this has happened. Would anyone know why this may be?""

CT Insurance for small business?

Hi everyone, My father and I own a small company and we now both work full time for our company and we would like to get health insurance. My father indicated in the past he read some information that you can get a discount with state insurance if your company makes less than X amount of dollars per year...We can't seem to find this information. Who should we call in CT to get some answers or maybe someone already has information. Any help is greatly appreciated. Many thanks!""

""Two Cars, Two Insurance Companies?""

I'm 17 and I just got my G2 Licence. I'm thinking of getting my own car, however it is going to cost me a a fortune to insure my own car. Is it possible for my father to have 2 cars but with 2 different insurance companies and put me as a secondary driver for one of the cars?""

I need help finding medical insurance?

I found out I am pregnant and I was denied medicaid due to income. I figured since I need it asap I would pick something with a higher monthly figure and a lower deductible I don't understand a lot of it though and not sure where to look .My old work health insurance was very expensive so I had cancelled it only to realize months later I should have kept it :/ any advice? Thanks

If i get insurance for a car that is registered to my father can I get plates from DMV?

""How can forcing us to buy health insurance, be the same as mandatory car insurance?""

I don't own a car, so I don't pay car insurance. Nobody is forcing me to buy it. But under the Obama individual mandate, we will all have to buy insurance or get fined. This is based on the assumption that you will get sick and not be able to afford your own care, and so will choose to be a burden. Those are a lot of assumptions. Can we force somebody to buy something that they don't want, based on assumptions that may or may not be true??""

Car insurance for a 17year old.?

Ok, The car I'm going for when I'm 17 is a 2002 PEUGEOT 307 1.4 16V S [AC] 3dr Hatchback. It was 8337.01 for car insurance on Auto Trader (The cheapest). I was intending placing it on my fathers name (Although I was told it was supposingly illegal, but I won't be doing anything dangerous, and I have drove a few cars before (onboardtraining.co.uk etc..)) I was also told about i-kube, but I can't drive between 11pm and 5am, which could be a massive concern for me as I may need to go out at night for emergencies. Is there any way I could actually get quite cheap insurance? I was really into the idea of puttiing it on my dads name and splitting the insurance money with him every annual. Looking for Alternative ways or tips of lowering my insurance (I will still be in full time education when I get the car) Thanks. Any help is appreciated.""

How much would a typical car insurance cost for a punto? im also a new driver and 20 yrs of age.?

Volkswagen Golf SR insurance?

I have just bought a Volkswagen Golf SR (import) 8v 1.6 ltr and I am having trouble finding an insurance company that lists this car. Has anyone else got this model and who do you have your insurance with? Thanks for reading

How much does a moped cost?

I am looking into a cheap way to get around town and someone told me mopeds are pretty cheap. but i need to know how cheap. How much does a moped cost new? how much would gas cost me on average? what about license and registration? would i have to buy insurance and if so how much does that cost? links to a site that would tell me these things would be very helpful. thank you for your time. (i am an 18 year old female and this will be my first vehicle and first time driving anything, i don't know if that makes a difference)""

Question about car insurance ?

i know car insurance has many factors to it. i want to buy another car in addition to the one i already own. i drive a 1999 chevy lumina and i pay 1,700 a year for insurance for it...thats just the least amount of coverage too. i want to buy a 1992 firebird and switch the insurance over to that one. should i expect to see a drop in insurance because the car is much older or is there a chance it could be higher because the type of car it is? just curious thanks""

Liability car insurance?

Im 18, never had a wreck or any tickets, i live in a small town/rural area in alabama, and i want to know about how much liability insurance would be for a... -2008 mustang -2010 mustang -2012 mustang""

Why is it cheaper to obtain car insurance for self + spouse that for just self?

What insurance do you have ?

we are looking for a good family insurance that could have dental coverage and eye care coverage as well as health any suggestions ? (ps family of four)

How much is AAA a month?

I have Roadside Assistance with AT&T and I pay only $2.99 a month for 4 calls every calendar year but they only cover from about 2 to 10 miles if I need a tow. I'm thinking about switching to AAA but I really don't know anything about AAA. Can anyone give me some insight on AAA? PLEASE :-)

Is it true the you can get car insurance thru Medicaid or Medicare?

I heard this is true but I don't know because my parents are disabled they are 51 and 56 they own a car but no insurance they need it to get to there doctor's appointment's and hospital visits. So is this true if anybody knows please help by giving info on this by giving a link or number. Or you can help by referring to a place that will help them out because they only live on the disability checks and food stamps. Thanks for helping

How much is motorcycle insurance for a 21 year old?

I'm 21 and I'm gonna get a motorcycle I just wanted to know how much some of you 21 year olds pay for motorcycle insurance

How do I get my AARP auto insurance rating report?

Insurance Types?

Is there a type of insurance that covers any type of damages you cause? Specifically destruction of a mattress.

How Much Is Motorcycle Insurance?

I am 36 years old, and am purchasing a 2005 suzuki boulevard m50 (800cc's). I am a new rider. I live near Pittsburgh, PA. how much, approximately, will insurance on this bike cost me?""

How do you calculate the prices of car insurance?

where do all these companies get their prices for car insurance from?

""Got my first speeding ticket, will my insurance go up?

Im 20yrs old if that matters.. And this is only my first ticket. I was going 80mph on a 70mph. Will my insurance go up? If u know please tell me. I have state farm.

What is a good health insurance company?

My husband is self employed and I don't work. We are looking for health insurance. Blue cross and blue shield is the only company I really know of. I know there has to be more out there. I would like to get basic coverage in case of emergencies and maternity coverage as we plan to have kids in the next year or two. Thanks.

illinois insurance 2018

I am about to be 18 and i wont a gsxr 1000 and im wondering about the price of insurance?

I am wondering the price ranges.

Im pregnant and dont have insurance?

im pregnant and the father picked up and left any way what do i do????? i really need insurance i need to make sure im okay please help thanks

""I haven't had auto insurance in over 6 months, I need car insurance HELP!?

I haven't had car insurance in over 6 months due to financial reasons and so far everywhere I have called (popular insurance companies) and they have denied me. Which auto insurance in the New York area accepts drivers with a clean record that hasn't had insurance within 6 months. HELP! I really need my car back.

Where on earth can I find affordable maternity insurance?!?

I didnt have it with my son and we are looking to get health insurance but all the plans that are decently priced (under $350/month) dont cover maternity. even if I could JUST find a maternity insurance that would be great! does anyone have or know of any insurance companies that offer maternity coverage? if so what are the names? heres a little info we live in FL we have one child my husband and I are 20 and 21 years old if you know of any insurance that will have affordable rates please let me know so I can get a quote!

Health Insurance in NC?

Recommendations for Health Insurance in NC for adult and Child. Any good experiences with service and cost?

Does the colour of a car affect insurance rates?

I mean we all know that the obvious differences between certain cars like the engine size and performance, make of car, year of manufacture etc all affects the insurance cost but does the colour make a difference too? Someone said to me that darker coloured cars like black cost more to insure on that basis than lighter coloured ones like white or silver is this true?""

What are the best/cheapest insurance companies in the uk for motorbikes?

and yes i will only of just passed my Direct Access and likely to be riding a 600cc.....thanks

What would my insurance be for a kia forte koup 2010?

i'm an 18 years old male about to 19 in a few months,i live in New york and i'm really considering this kia,but i need someone to help me out on what my insurance would cost without having to go through all these insurance quote process,thanks""

""Minor car crash, no insurance?""

So I got into a minor car crash, I believe my insurance expired. I only have a few scratches on my car, but for the other driver her side view mirror broke. I was wondering just to pay out of pocket because side view mirror repair isnt that much and she probably has a few scatches on her car as well, and going through all the hassle is to much time and work. She wanted to exchange insurance info but wasnt able to provide because I wasn't sure if I was insured or not. What to do? My first car accident! :(""

Will car insurance cover modifications?

I have full coverage on my 2005 acura, the car has a custom molded body kit, aftermarket rims, nice paint job, and a turbo, if the car was totalled would the aftermarket modifications be covered? my insurance company is progressive btw. and they never asked if it had any modifications.""

Can I drive my parents' car without having my name added to the insurance list in the same city?

I would but it would probably increase the rate. So, can I just carry their insurance papers along with my license?""

How much my insurance car ll be ?

i just got my full uk driving license this week i am 31 years old and im so excited to get car with big engine 2.0 or 2.2 but im worried if my insurance ll be expensive specially is my first year driving thanks for any help

How much does roofers insurance cost? I'm a one-man show for residential work looking for the cheapest policy?

Medical insurance makes a difference?

Why is it that when you go the hospital and you dont have medical insurance you are looked down upon even though you do get the medical services required for proper treatment? But when you have medical insurance its like youre treated in your own way with approbation.

Going on parents car insurance!?

Hi i am enquiring here, I have my driving test in 2 weeks 7th July, and i am looking around for cars and while i am getting quotes for car insurance they are quite dear at 19 even with a small engined car, i was wondering can i go on my parents insurance which i know can cut the cost quite a lot, but can i use my own car and add the car and me as the main driver of that car and it still stay relatively cheap? i have read up on the illegal action know as ''fronting'' and i want to avoid that happening but don't want to be forced onto my own insurance and be spending hundreds of pounds a month? any help or advice would be appreciated""

What effect does Cat D car insurance have on how much you pay?

What is the cost of premium insurance for 2003 pontiac vibe driven by a female only insured driver.?

Women pay more for healthcare insurance?

It appears women pay more for insurance than men even if they're the same age. Insurers say this is justifiable because women tend to have more health risks than men especially after they give birth (urinal incontinence). Here are some of their reasons: -women tend to go to the doctor more and get check-ups every year whereas men do not -even if the insurance doesn't cover maternity care, some states mandate that insurance covers complications of pregnancy Not all insurance covers maternity care but it still costs more either way: -In Ohio, a woman pays 49% more than men of same age -In Texas, women pay 39% more from the state insurance pool -Nebraska is 32% more on average What do you think of this? Do you think it's justifiable to charge one sex more than the other because of potential higher risks? Or do you think that both genders would have to given the same costs? http://www.nytimes.com/2008/10/30/us/30insure.html?scp=1&sq=healthcare%20policy%20women&st=cse""

Car insurance lapse payments?

My car was towed because I had a lapse of payments on my insurance. The cop told me i could get my car back in a day. My question is will i be able to get on a new insurance plan bring it to the DMV and re-register my car? Anymore information on this topic will be great. fyi i live in CT, USA.""

Infiniti g37????????

I'm 19 and I'm getting an used 2007 Infiniti for $12000 yayy ive been driving for a year with no tickets or anything! how much would my insurance cost? I live by myself in Virginia far away from parents just with my gf so don't even rely on my parents..

How much would insurance be for a 17 year old girl with a 2010 camaro ss?

okaii. so my birthday is coming up...and ill be getting my lisence and a car. i believe my parents are considering getting me a camaro ss. I promised that i will be paying for the insurance for my car. its the least i can do. I was wondering. how much it would cost? I live in Miami,Fl if that makes a difference...I live with my parents we have 3 cars in total. with the camaro it would be 4. my parents both have clean records etc. if any of that helps(discounts etc) i appreciate any help!""

What is a good and cheap insurance for a Acura Rsx 2002?

I just recently got my license and want to know of good and cheap insurance for my car.

Anybody know health insurance provider which is inexpensive and trustable?

gimme the name and website address?

""What is the average malpractice insurance cost for a general radiologist practicing in Atlanta,GA?""

What is the average malpractice insurance cost for a general radiologist practicing in Atlanta,GA?""

""According to the Hillary healthcare proposal, Individuals will be required to get and keep insurance in a

system where insurance is affordable and accesible. Is this a good idea? Why or why not?

illinois insurance 2018

https://www.linkedin.com/pulse/multie-car-insurance-quotes-adam-douglas/"

0 notes

mobbtown-blog1 · 7 years ago

Text

errica Benton awoke to the sound of short waves breaking against smooth rocks on the Pier 6 Pavilion. She yawned and flounced her hair, balancing out the streams of Starburst and Carnation extensions tangled together after last night’s impromptu pillow fight with her bandmates; Kimber, Aja, and Rayna collectively known as, The Holograms. The day before, Jerrica as her alter ego, Jem, performed at the pavilion with her band and was now spending the weekend held up in the Ritz-Carlton Estates, occupying the penthouse condos previously inhabited by bestselling book writer, Tom Clancy. Jerrica slinked out of the Queen sized bed careful not to disturb the other inhabitants; she stood in bay window overlooking the harbor replaying sections of last night’s show in her head. She was pleased with the laser and smoke filled spectacle and decided to reward herself with a bump of “Bolivian Marching Powder”. A small yet non-committal indulgence she picked up in Central America while fighting for the rights of migrant farmers and plantation worker in the Coca Fields of Ecuador. Jerrica looked over at the bed intent on waking her posse to start the day and use her bump to its fullest advantage. However, the bed was empty. She checked the bedside alarm clock, it was noon, far later than she hoped but still enough time to get her life in the Charm City. She ruffled the sheets and thought to herself; “They must have gotten up early and hit up Blue Moon for brunch. I hope they bring me back an order of Captain Crunch French Toast. I wonder if the French know about French Toast; Do the French get royalties every time someone says French Toast? Oh my God, Do I owe the French Money for saying French Toast a million times? O.k. if I stop saying French Toast now maybe my debt won’t be so high. Where are these bitches?” Jerrica reached under the bed and pulled out a designer high heel shoe; from it, she retrieved a small Silver Star shaped earring. She pressed the amulet into her lobe and gave it a tug; a familiar cybernetic voice filled the palatial waterfront estate. “Hello, Jerrica.” “Hey, Synergy; incredible show last night, you almost surged the power grid, though. Be careful with your use of light balance next time, we almost left the city in complete darkness.” “As if Baltimore isn’t already dark enough,” Bantered Synergy. “Excuse me?” Jem perplexed. “The temped climate change due to excessive humidity in the area causes an extended amount of overcast in the mid-Atlantic region thereby blocking out the sun throughout large portions of the day. What did you think I meant.” “That, I thought you meant that, and I was right, because I’m good at Meteorology.”

“Jerrica, I’m afraid there has been a bit of a kerfuffle.” “Yeah, I know, The Holograms rolled out and got brunch without me. Don’t these heifers know who they came here with? I mean I do two things when I’m out on tour; I shut down shows and I open up brunches, I mean I put the “B” in Bellini. “My life is so odd right now and I guess that’s why I just can’t even.” “Jerrica, I assure you, the holograms are not at brunch. They have been kidnapped by an unknown assailant and jettisoned off to Hunger Island as tribute to, Katniss Everdean.” “What the flip?” “She heard about the “Jem movie” and is intent on sabotaging the property. She plans on force feeding the girls and killing them with calories.” “It’s just a movie we can all premier at the Cineplex and fill seats. Nothing wrong with little friendly competition.” “That’s just it, Jerrica, Katniss mind has been so warped by the Hunger Games tributes that she now views any form of competition as a mortal threat. Anything she views as an impediment to her success, she must destroy.” “Katniss Everdean must be stopped. I have to save my friends, but how am I supposed to save my girls without the help of my girls?” “Not to worry, Jerrica, I’ve called in some backup to aid you on your mission.” “Well don’t be shy, tell me who it is, ooh is it the Battle Beasts? Is it Action Man? He’s so macho. He makes my queso ooze. “Actually, Jerrica, you’ll be receiving support from you old adversaries, The Misfits.” “The Misfits, why them, they don’t have a horse in this race?” “Actually, it was Roxy who proposed the team up; she’s still indebted to Ban-Nee for teaching her how to read. That and Stormer teamed up with your sister Kimber some time ago and released an album. Pitchfork gave it an 8 of 10.” “I don’t read Pitchfork; the writing is a bit too bloated for my taste. They tend to write as if their review is far more important that its subject matter and that turns me off.” “Jerrica, even the group’s leader, Pizzazz is committed to the cause. Although she doesn’t particularly care for you, she seems to harbor an even deeper animosity toward Katniss.”

“That’s all well and good, but I’m not sure I feel comfortable teaming up with the Misfits. They think their songs are better than mine.” “Oh, Darling, Jem, their songs are better, but you are far more glamorous, and your glamour makes you; truly, truly, truly …OUTRAEGOUS! “Now Jerrica you must morph into Jem, team up with the Misfits; fly to Hunger Island, and save your friends from Trans fatty fatality. Are you ready?” “Send all my calls direct to voice mail, I gotta go rescue my bitches.” Jerrica gives her amulet another brisk swipe, her body emits pulsing neon light as luminous as a quasar erupting in the Milky Way Pavilion. With her new formed alliance she is Jem and the Misfits, and on this day they will; Taste the Hunger. “I wonder if Eric has anything to do with this; he could be the unknown assailant. He’s always involved in some crazy scheme to sabotage me off the board and steal my half of the Starlight Music Company. I don’t know why he wants this company so bad he doesn’t know anything about music. I guess that doesn’t make him any different than any other music exec.” Jem snickers to herself and rubs her pointer finger across the glass dinner table, and inspects the tiny pearl flakes stuck to her finger tip. “No blow left behind.” She wipes the residue across her gums in anticipation of the Misfits arrival. The penthouse elevator chimes the doors open and out spill its contents; Roxy (Guitar), Jetta (Sax), Stormer (Keytar), and Pizzazz (lead vocals). “Hi girls,” “Don’t say hi to me, Say thank you,” Sneered Pizzazz, the group’s leader and Jem’s mortal adversary. “Thank you” “You got us a lift out to Hunger Island, or do you need us to hold your hand through that too?” Synergy interjects. “G.I. Joe Staff Sargent Roadblock is gonna give you an airlift in the Eagle Hawk Helicopter. He’s on the roof now.” “Wait, let me grab my sunglasses.” “You won’t need sun glasses when you travel with me, because Pizzazz brings plenty shade.” “O.k. well I definitely need to find my phone so I can live tweet what you just said.” “Status updated,” intoned Synergy. The girls ascend the elevator to the roof and are greeted by the decorated officer award winning chef and all around jovial guy: “Roadblock is here and it’s clear to see/ that you need a ride so come along with me/ Put on your seat belt and your parachute/ but you don’t need to wear a helmet cause your hair looks cute/ don’t be a litter bug, girls/ knowledge! “And knowing is half the battle,” Cheered Stormer. The girls all took a Xanax and pretty much slept through the 8 hour helicopter ride to Hunger Island. They conveniently awoke within a two minute eta, enough time to receive landing instructions from Roadblock; Use your parachutes to land after the ride/ when your boots hit the ground you’ll meet your guide/ Good luck on your journey, I’m sure you’ll win/ I hope to see you again/ before we get to Heaven/ I’m a Lutheran ya’ll/ Faith!

The girls floated safely to the ground nestled in a redolent tropical field of lush island frutex. They dumped their shoots, teased their hair, took a few selfies and updated their Instagram accounts. “Made it to the Island in one piece”: Hash Tag; • blessed • free rap concert • free the holograms • roadblock raps like them old heads from the70’s • can’t even believe this island has Wi-Fi • if there’s a Starbucks on this island im staying • My stage name is Pizzazz but My Street Name Is Rohypnol Cause I Stay Knocking Dumb Hoes Out and Fuckin they ass up. • No homo. • I wonder if this island breeds small dogs As the girls tuck their phones away and begin their trek, a soft glow of light beams through the tree tops, intercepting the girls’ slow procession. “Hello, Ladies, I’m actor, writer, director, and now temporal tropical tour guide, Phillip Seymour Hoffman.” “I’m here to guide you, because im featured in the Hunger Games trilogy, so I’m quite familiar with the terrain, and I’m also a blue chip actor usually employed to give mediocre storylines artistic credibility, like the Film, Almost Famous, and the story you’re in right now. “Phillip Seymour Hoffman, you dead right?” asked Jetta. “Yes. I am dead.” “Yeah, I read about you, because I recently learned how to read. They found you in an apartment in Tribeca, right?” quizzes Roxy. “No, it was Chelsea.” Hoffman stated ruefully “You were surrounded by what, like, 50 bags of dope, some shit like that?” “Well, yeah something like that,” he stumbles over his words foolishly. “’50 bags of heroine is a lot of fuckin dope, you buy your shit from Sam’s Club or something?” “Did you think they was gonna stop making dope after they sold you yours.” “Did your dope dealer not have change for a 1000 dollar bill so you just bought it all?” “Alright I get it, I bought too much dope, and obviously I did, because I’m dead now. O.k.? So can we just move on and get this over with please? I’m trying to help you save your friends life!” “I appreciate all the help and everything Phil, I really do, but I just don’t see myself following a fucking junkie through a jungle. Oliver Stone wrote three movie about that shit and none of them end well so I’m gonna respectfully request that you jump back in whatever shallow grave you hopped your pale ass out of cause Pizazz can’t fuck with you, I loved you in Capote, though. Keep your ass moving on through to that other side, baby boy. “ “Oh, my God Pizzazz, he was our only way around the Island, Why did you run him off like that?” “I mean we don’t have a map or anything, we gonna die on this Island like those kids in that book I was supposed to read in middle school, but I didn’t cause I was still illiterate back then” whined Roxy. “That fat jerk was gonna sell us into white slavery the first chance he got. Besides we don’t need no week man telling us where to go and what to do. Shit the island has Wi-Fi. Just pull out your phone go to the google home screen the nearest me browser is gonna pop up. In that search bar put in kidnapping. And boom three kilometers that way. Just then a camouflage Jeep crashes furiously through the bush. The driver adorned with long blond silky trestles’ flowing downs his back and across his German issue naval officer blouse hops rapaciously from the driver’s seat and advances on the girls. “Need a lift old friend?” “Riot?” Jem says pensively. “Jem is it?” Riot says casually. “It is,” she says with obviously inflection. “Or is it Jerrica?” He says haughtily; as he laughs with arrogant conviction. A collective gasp falls over the cluster of girls. Jem is caught off guard and before she has time to deny the claim her face tells a truth her words could no longer hide. “But how,” she asks still shell shocked. I’ve always known who you were Jerrica. Many years ago when you were just a little girl I knew your father. We were inventers and visionaries. We partnered up and created the Synergy technology together. It took many years to complete and during that time I became close to you and your father, you in particular, Jerrica. I took you to the park, I taught you how to ride a bike I helped you with your schoolwork. As you got older my feelings matured into something deeper, more complex, something I could not quite process. At the same time my feeling for you were maturing the Synergy project was also coming to fruition. I was proud of the project and I wanted to share it with the world. The advancements were unlimited, but you father had other plans. He wanted to keep the project secret and use it for more ethical practices whereas I wanted to mine it for its commercial value. We were at an impasse and instead of fighting I left with my half of the research. I kept the telecommunication half and he kept the light manipulation half. “Wendell Wasserman, my dad’s doting assistant, I remember you. You were a kind man, leery, but sweet. You just up and disappeared when I was 14. What happened to you?” I moved back to Austria, sold my half of the Synergy technology to a Japanese mobile communication firm. I got a facelift. I changed my name; started a glam rock band-Pink Lipstick. We had an international top ten hit. Maybe you’ve heard of it…”Walk you home from school” “Walk you home from School, I remember that song. She recites a few bars… I watched you grow up as a baby in your father’s arms Then you grew into a lady and fell under my charms I want to fall into you when I Walk you home from school “Oh my god was that song about me?” “Yes Jerrica, It was about you, it was always about you. I moved back; started a new band-The Stingers, I even grew this luxurious flaxen mane and still you rebuff me at every turn. Well the honeymoon is over baby! I want that Synergy technology and I want it now or you and you friends will die. Just then a righteous arrow pierces the sky. And lands square in the heart of Riot. “Oh shit, I got blood in my succulent hair, and I think I’m dying…nope…I’m dead, yeah, I’m definitely dead. “ “Katniss Everdean” I presume. Hissed Pizzazz. “Was it the bow and the arrow that gave me away?” “I only asked because I could not tell you in person from your movie posters, they make you appear much more, slender, than you really are. I was worried about your health. It’s such a relief to see, in abundance, that your thighs really, do touch.” “Yes, they do, just like my two, Golden Globes.” “Ah, Miss Everdean are you gonna force feed us a ton of carbs? I really don’t want to fuck my diet up.” Stormer asked. “Ah, no that was all that twisted pedophile, Riots plan, he kidnapped me too. He didn’t try anything too direct just a lot of foot baths, finger and toe nail polishing, and he brushed my hair three times a day. When he saw you all flying in he dashed out here and that’s when a nest of Mocking Jays came and loosened me from my bindings. I followed Riot here, and well you saw the rest. Hey you guys wanna watch My Little Pony Friendship is Magic?” “There’s cable and internet on this Island too?!?” squealed Jetta, because it’s been a while since she had a line. “No, well yeah, but, Riot also kidnapped The My Little Pony crew. They’re outback with the Holograms frolicking in a waterfall made of rainbow sprinkles. “ “Oh, my god he was gonna make the girls eat the My Little Ponies, gross.” Conjectured Stormer. “Guy’s I’m sorry I never told you all that I’m both Jem and Jerrica” Pizzazz, finger combed her hair, briskly turning a side eye glance to her arch rival and smirked. “Bitch, we knew.”

The End. Jem and the Misfits “Taste the Hunger” Written By Mike Smith [email protected]

1 note · View note

junker-town · 7 years ago

Text

Meet Big Tex, the State Fair of Texas’ 55-foot-tall, talking, terrifying, and newly fireproof (for a reason) cowboy statue

If you’re watching Texas vs. Oklahoma, you’re probably also seeing Big Tex.

The State Fair of Texas is one of the Longhorn State’s biggest annual events, attracting thousands of people each year to Dallas. It’s also the site of the annual Longhorns vs. Sooners rivalry game.

One of the most iconic features is “Big Tex,” a 55-foot giant cowboy statue that greets fair visitors as they walk in.

Howdy Folks! Post your best Big Tex photo or video impression using #IAmBigTex. You could win a family 4 pack to the @statefairoftx! Details in bio

A post shared by City of Dallas (@dallascityhall) on Oct 11, 2017 at 12:46pm PDT

Big Tex’s origins begin after WWII.

He was actually used in the small town of Kerens, Texas, whose residents would drive to nearby Corsicana to go Christmas shopping. So the Kerns Chamber of Commerce decided to build a 49-foot Santa Clause to encourage people to Christmas shop there. The thing was made out of of iron-pipe drill casing, paper mache, cloth, and seven-foot strips of unravelled rope for Santa Claus’ beard.

In 1951, the idea was brought to Dallas, with a cowboy twist.

The Fort Worth Sar-Telegram has more details of how Big Tex was purchased to promote the State Fair:

In 1951, he was bought for $750 by Dallas businessman R.L. Thornton, then president of the State Fair and later mayor of Dallas, and transformed by Dallas artist Jack T. Bridges.

In 1952, he made his debut as Big Tex at the State Fair, decked out in western garb, including size-70 boots and a 75-gallon cowboy hat.

A year later, Mr. Tex began talking. Though his voice sometimes changed through the years, his Texas drawl was always present as he belted out greeting to State Fair visitors, including his trademark "Howdy!" He even spoke a little Spanish at times.

In 1997, Mr. Tex received an extreme makeover. Amusements Inc. turned him from a man made of iron pipes from the oil fields into a man of steel who tipped the scales at 6,000 pounds.

Big Tex can wave to patrons as they come and go, and he even greets them vocally.

youtube

In 2012, Big Tex was tragically set on fire

youtube

According to USA Today, the cause of the fire was electrical:

Bill Bragg, who provided Big Tex's voice live for the past 10 years from a nearby trailer, tells the News he was reading from his script and didn't see the fire until he glanced up. "He went down talking," Bragg, who watched with tears in his eyes, tells the News.

Mitchell Glieber, vice president of marketing for the fair, says it was likely an electrical short circuit in Big Tex's vocal equipment that caused the blaze.

It was later reported that a short in Big Tex’s right boot was the cause of the blaze. Dallas’ mayor promised Texas’ beloved icon would return.

Dallas is about Big Things and #BigTex was symbolic of that. We will rebuild Big Tex bigger and better for the 21st Century. MR

— Mike Rawlings (@Mike_Rawlings) October 19, 2012

The following year, Big Tex was rebuilt bigger and better than ever. He was built an extra three feet bigger than the other one, with some added special touches:

At 55ft he is three feet taller and with a 95-gallon hat rather than the previous incarnation's 75-gallon headwear. And at 19,000 pounds heavier, as he is now free-standing. His clothes are redesigned and his boots are decorated with graphics including the American and Texas flags and the state capitol. His darker complexion has led some to dub him "Big Tex-Mex" amid rumors that it was a conscious decision to acknowledge Texas's growing Hispanic population.

Oh and most importantly — he was rebuilt with completely flame-resistant material, so BIG TEX FOREVER!

To learn more about Big Tex, I talked with a native Texan about him.

SB Nation NBA Writer and good pal Tim Cato was gracious enough to fill me in, so I asked him a few questions about the famous guy:

Moriarty: Obviously Big Tex is an iconic part of the Texas State Fair. As someone who's only been to Texas once in her life, tell me a little bit about what a big deal the Fair is every year.

Cato: Texas loooooooooooves itself. And, like, there's good reasons for that, but the State Fair is like an embodiment of Texas' self-love. It's bigger than all those other wack state fairs that other states try to throw. It's got enough cholesterol from all the various fried foods to kill a fully grown cow. Hell, next year, they might have a Deep Fried Fully Grown Cow. They already have deep fried butter, and deep fried bubblegum, and this year, deep fried chicken noodle soup on a stick.

So yes, the State Fair is massive and such a big damn deal because it's a testament that Texas loves itself.

Moriarty: Is Big Tex one of those things that's bigger than the State Fair and Dallas? Like, can you get T-shirts with this thing throughout the state?

Cato: I don't know if you'd necessarily find T-shirts across the state, but if you did, or if you wore a T-shirt like that, almost any Texan would know what it is. It's Big Tex. Of course it's Big Tex!

Moriarty: It's apparently 55 feet tall — what exactly does that look like in person?

Cato: Big Tex is this looming figure that you can spot from most parts of the fair, and that's a little scary. He's like your dad, making sure you don't cut lines or throw your trash on the ground. It's reassuring, I guess? I just wish he wasn't so scary.

Moriarty: And... it talks?! Is that creepy??

Cato: Yes. Absolutely, 100 percent, yes, it's terrifying.

Moriarty: Big Tex got set on fire in 2012 — what do you remember most about that story and how big of a deal was it at the time?

Cato: I mean, as far as I remember, most people laughed about it. Big Tex is hugely memorable and historically important, but everyone is happy to admit he's also scary as hell. There were many jokes and a lot of people gave ridiculous suggestions as to how they should rebuild the thing.

As it turned out, they just doubled down on the big terrifying-ness of him. Ah well. That's the most Texas thing possible, I suppose.

0 notes

thelabyrinthoftime · 8 years ago

Text

Six or seven weird “facts” about The Labyrinth of Time

I’ve had this subject kicking around in my head for a while. I thought about making a YouTube video out of it, but it seems sort of...

Brilliant! But pointless.

So I’ll dump it here, and yes, there will be spoilers:

1.) You don’t need your quarter(s) to win the game

The Labyrinth of Time is sometimes cruel to the player, or maybe the game itself wasn’t well thought out, but there are several things you can do in the game that will prohibit you from completing the game, but you won’t get a “GAME OVER” screen, or any other indication that you have to start over- you’ll be stuck, much like I was when I first played the game when I was 9 or 10, and I have to do a write up about that, later.

All your walk-throughs will tell you that you can fuck up the game by doing the following:

Head to the lower level of the Labyrinth without a lantern.

Get thrown in jail and not have a key to escape the cell

Use your quarters improperly

Number 3 is wrong. Technically.

In the original version of the game, released by Electronic Arts, you are given just one quarter. The “proper” way to use it is to first place the quarter into the pay phone across from the pay toilet. When you do this, 13 more quarters pop out. This allows you to use one quarter to open the door to the pay toilet and eventually find the solution to a tile puzzle that can be found earlier in the game. Another quarter is supposedly needed to use on the jukebox across the hall from the pay phone. Putting the quarter in causes a silver key to come out of the coin return, and this key is required to beat the game.

What makes the game “cruel” is that you encounter this jukebox right before the pay phone, and it can be tempting to put the quarter into the jukebox first. For the Wyrmkeep re-release, you start the game with two quarters, which I thought was kind of lame, but I kind of understand it.

HOWEVER, there is a glitch in the game that will allow you to take the key even though it’s not supposed to be “there” for the taking, and I’m surprised no one ever encountered it. NOT ONCE have I seen it discusses anywhere, and if you see something that talks about the quarters and the glitch, it’s probably something I made or wrote up.

In fact, you’ll probably also read that I was always under the impression that getting an unseen key from the jukebox was how the game was supposed to go. It certainly makes more sense that a key would be under or on top of the jukebox than inside the coin slot.

So that’s one quarter down.

Now for the tile puzzle. It never changes. Let’s see if I can recite it by memory:

7 2 9 10 1 11 5 13 8 15 14 12 3 4 6 [ ]

Once you have this written down or committed to memory, you never need to waste a quarter on the pay toilet ever again.

2.) You don’t need a helmet, either!

About a quarter (pun?) of the way into the game, you encounter a mountain road, which kind of reminds me of the windy mountain road at the beginning of The Shining, and there are bowling ball sized rocks tumbling from heaven. You can move forward to the next area, but it’s a one way trip. If you attempt to go back, the game will tell you that you decide your head is no match for those rocks.

Deeper into the Labyrinth, you can find a medieval helmet to wear, and the game will let you pass, saying “Good thing you wore head gear.”, which is sort of obnoxious because that helmet looks about as thick as tin foil, but this game is obnoxious, so it’s okay.

Alternatively, if you go through the game out of sequence- meaning you solved the tile puzzle before “you” had the solution, you can get access to a bunch of other things, including a pith helmet. That works as well.

Occasionally, I’d play this game and I’d get the “Good thing you wore head gear” message going through the mountain road the first time without having picked up, let alone used a helmet. The first time I got this glitch was the first time I played the Wyrmkeep version, and I thought there might have been a problem with the re-release, but it didn’t always happen, and then I worried that I scratched my game disc in such a way that this glitch appeared, but this happens in both versions, I later found out.

The glitch was being caused by what ALL the walk-throughs claimed was a useless item: The whiskey bottle, and I’m not entirely sure it was unintentional. Attempting to use the bottle will cause the game to tell you that you feel more cheerful, but less intelligent. It also allows you to pass through the mountain road as much as you’d like without a helmet, and the rocks never hit you.

It’s a little too on the nose for me to think it was purely an accident. It’s perfectly logical, at least as far as this game’s logic goes. Booze lowers your inhibitions, and it was those same inhibitions that prohibit you from backtracking without protection.

3.) There are (unused) museum entries for the alien belt and device with the three levers

I’m certain it’s the webmaster of the Obscuritory that dug around in the disc data and discovered some unused text for the museum. All the other exhibits have a little computer terminal next to them that will give you information about the artifact in question, but there are no terminals for those other objects. Still, text was created for these objects:

ALIEN BELT This unusual object was discovered floating in Earth orbit during construction of the Space Station. Research into its past has proved inconclusive. New Worlds Development (a division of Terra Nova Development) acquired this exhibit after keeping it in the company's Lost and Found department for twelve years.

ALIEN CONSOLE The origins and purpose of this machine are completely unknown. It was discovered during the early stages of terraforming at the NWD Mars project. PLEASE DO NOT TOUCH THIS DISPLAY. We have no idea what it does when activated.

Source: The Cutting Room Floor

4.) Is there a significance to this teapot?

It would have been obscure enough of a fact to say “the paintings hanging up in Room 14 are pieces of computer art that the game’s artist did in the 1980s”, since this is an extremely obscure game, but I want to take it further, and this is where it stops being strictly about trivia facts, all the more reason I didn’t make a video out of this stuff.

The images in TLOT are made up of ray traced three dimensional objects. At one point, it’s very likely all the objects in the game were saved as 3D files which could be pulled up and looked at from any angle.

The teapot is another one of those objects that have no in-game purpose, but I’ve wondered if this could be one of the earliest 3D objects designed for the game. I’ve learned that when artists learn how to make 3D objects, one of the first objects they make is a teapot, largely because of all the shapes and contours and that these unusual surfaces have a way of throwing light around- that sort of stuff. A teapot can be seen in the first 3D fractal animation, “Vol Libre”, an animation that was so warmly received, the artist, Loren Carpenter, was immediately invited to work at what would eventually become Pixar.

vimeo

His groundbreaking animation technique was refined and used to create the still to this day mind blowing “Genesis Effect Demo Video” from Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan.

Some of the mountains in the background of some of the Labyrinth’s various scenes look a lot like the mountains in this video. I wonder if BWS used a similar technique to render them.

Edit: I’ve since learned these special teapots have a name: Utah Teapot

5.) There is (...was) an actual Doyle’s Bar and Grill

It’s a generic enough name that it had to be around somewhere. A google search says there’s such a place in Easton, MA, although it appears to have changed it’s name to “Tommy Doyle’s Pub and Grill”... yes, I just confirmed it now. Tommy Doyle bought the place from his brother Kenny and changed up the name about six years ago.

Source: https://patch.com/massachusetts/easton-ma/tommy-doyle-s-expands-restaurant

It’s almost certainly not the inspiration for the bar in the game, but I really have no way to know that. I wish I could grill the creators of the game about where some of this stuff came from, but I doubt they’d want to spend the time going over the obscure minutiae of this game. I’d love to hear a long yarn about how it was based on a real place and there was something special about it that inspired them to not only mention it in the ads on the subway, but actually feature the bar exterior elsewhere in the game...

But I wouldn’t be surprised if it was just made up, or the origins forever lost to time.

If for some reason, I find myself on the East coast, I’d love to check out Tommy Doyle’s Pub and Grill- it had good reviews... and I can pretend to dodge lightning bolts in the parking lot, but honestly, I haven’t been more than 20 or 30 miles east of the I-5 corridor in almost 30 years, and I’m likely to keep it that way. I’m more likely to search for ghost towns in California.

6.) The dumbest way to lose the game:

There’s a fourth way to ruin your quest through the Labyrinth. I’ve never seen it written up, probably because it’s a pretty stupid thing to do, and if you’ve made it this far in the game, you’re unlikely to make this “mistake”.

Near the end of the game, you are confronted by a threatening bust of the Minotaur! Ooooh! If you try to approach it, it will try to gore you with his horns. Across the room from the bust are two large oval mirrors that are reflecting light over to the bust; the Minotaur is a kind of projection, then, and you use the two cans of paint to cover up the mirrors to eliminate the illusion and do two more actions that will win the game.

HOWEVER, if you paint one mirror... and then decide that maybe it needs a different paint job, the game will happily help you out with that, but then you’re minus one paint can for the other mirror, and you’re forever blocked from the end of the game by a semi transparent Minotaur bust.

7.) The punishment for theft is meant to be death:

Near the end of the game, history is altered, and a special artifact appears in the museum where previously, there was just an empty broken tube. The tube is still broken after history is altered, allowing you to take it and use it to win the game. Attempting a five fingered discount triggers an alarm and attempting to use the futuristic museum’s teleporter throws you inside the jail cell in the old town of Revolver Springs, California.

But what’s chilling about it is that your arrival date. Entering the Daily Bullet, a local newspaper company, establishes the date as April 30th:

History records, as these notes suggest, that the town was destroyed the next day. The final Daily Bullet paper confirms that the time period you are in when you visit the old town is the day before the town’s destruction:

I guess this last one isn’t so obscure if you play through the game. Yeah, it’s the town’s final day of existence, but how much thought is given to the fact that if you don’t have that key, you’ll eventually burn or be crushed by falling timber and bricks.

Cruel game, indeed.

0 notes