#i like to head cannon they (the robots) beat the shit out of each other for fun

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Holy shit, Them

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THESEUS - a dsmp story ( DreamSMP x Queen!Reader)

CHAPTER FOUR : LOOK ‘EM IN THE EYE AIM NO HIGHER, SUMMON ALL THE COURAGE YOU REQUIRE THEN COUNT!

Chapter Summary: Wilbur makes a proposition, Tommy finally gets his fight, warning shots are fired and the bomb that was planted finally went off.

pairing: c!wilbur x queen!reader

an// tbh im not that happy with this one, I hope yall like it! but hopefully Ill like chapter 6 lol

⚠︎ swearing, dsmp spoliers(?), angst, fighting, minor blood mention, not proofread. Y/N/N = your nickname

word count: 5.1k

THESEUS MASTERLIST 

"Are you sure you want to do this because Tommy is a good fighter!"

"He's also good at being annoying, so you'll die either way."

"SHUT UP YOU TWO!" 

Currently Tommy and You were by a small lake in L'Manburg facing each other with swords and guns. Fundy and Tubbo were belittling Tommy on the sidelines. Tubbo was trying to convince the both of them not to do this so they wouldn't get hurt badly before the actual war begins. Wilbur was standing in between the two and Eret nervously standing off to the side with Tubbo and Fundy.

When You arrived you explained to the three people who were there, Tubbo, Fundy, and Wilbur, that Tommy and you were going to fight that day. Tubbo and Fundy were not for that idea at all, but Wilbur approved it. After a while of thinking and conversation of course he agreed. 

Eret and Tommy arrived at L'Manburg as well and apparently Tommy already told Eret that he was fighting his wife.

"You know what Eret? I'm gonna fight your wife today! Yeah it'll be a good fight, don't worry I wont hurt her that badly."

Of course Eret did not want this duel to happen and tried to convince Wilbur to not let the two do this to one another. He was concerned about the task and hand yes, but You getting hurt or even worse, killed was not a thing he wanted not needed. Tommy was a loose cannon, he worked on impulse. You were basically fighting a bull while wearing all red.

Wilbur had pulled You aside for the second time this week and started to have a conversation with you again. It was a needed conversation so when Wilbur grabbed her arm.and pulled her away you didn't hesitate this time. As the two talked in the distance you heard Fundy yelling at Tommy about the dangers of fighting You at a time like this. Your mind was all over the place at this point.

"You know how this works?" Wilbur looked at You and Tommy.

"Yes!"

"Yes I do"

You knew what was going to happen. They both had 6 bullets in their gun, if they use all of their bullets they can use their swords instead. You were in your head at this moment. Wilbur was explaining how this duel would work to Tubbo, while You contemplated whether to waste youshot by shooting in the sky or aiming at Tommy's foot. you didn't want to hurt him at all, they had a war coming soon so hurting Tommy would not help L'Manburg. Then again, when was helping L'Manburg a part of your mission?

You snapped out of your mind and saw Tommy glaring daggers at her. He looked harmless.

"I am going to beat you." Tommy said in a voice that can be only compared to a robot.

"You wish!" You scoffed and smiled, smiled which made Tommy scoff and look away.

Wilbur spoke over the two, "ALRIGHT! You two will be back to back facing away from each other, then take ten paces. When I say "fire" you two will fire and shoot and fight until one is damaged and cannot battle anymore or until I call a draw. Understand?"

"Yes Wilbur!" Tommy exclaimed.

"Of course." You calmly said.

"Alright" Wilbur agreed and motioned for the two to turn away from each other. 

They had both touched backs and You had taken a huge deep breath. 

The dilemma in your head was still spinning. Whether to shoot him or to shoot into the air. you would be a coward wouldn't you?

"You scared?" Tommy taunted you.

"No. Just getting ready to beat your ass."

"HA! That's not gonna happen. You're all talk." 

"We'll see about that." Wilbur spoke, inserting himself into their conversation.

Wilbur had stepped back towards the group of men who sat and were watching the whole duel. There was tension in the air, they all could feel it. They all thought this was a bad idea, You thought this was a bad idea. What if this tore the whole plan apart will they ever get to-

"READY? ONE!"

They both took a step.

Aim to the sky or aim towards Tommy?

"TWO!"

Where would you aim?

"THREE!"

What would happen if Tommy ended up dead?

"FOUR!"

Would Dream be happy?

"FIVE!"

If you aim towards the sky. Tommy might shoot. you would be an open target.

"SIX!"

It would be over right? If you aim at the sky?

"SEVEN!"

Tommy.

"EIGHT!"

Up in the air.

"NINE!"

How can this end?

The sky? Tommy? Where does the bullet go?

Where do you go?

"NUMBER TEN PACES, FIRE!"

*bang!*

Tommy's eyes widened and You stood my ground.

"She shot her pistol towards the sky?!" Tubbo shouted.

Wilbur stood there with a smirk and Eret let out a sigh of relief and immediately relaxed. Tommy didn't shoot his gun at all; he looked like a deer caught in the headlights. This was the right way.

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"I want you to shoot into the sky." Wilbur had taken you to an uninhabited part of the wall to talk.

"Why?"

Wilbur had sighed and looked over to where Tommy was gloating to Eret about dueling his wife.

He pinched the bridge of his nose, "Tommy is rather impulsive. He does things without thinking or with any concern for consequence. He says things without thinking too, as you've seen firsthand."

You nodded and laughed before Wilbur kept talking.

"I want him to hesitate. I want him to think for once. I know he wants to fight right now, he's riled up because of the battle. I expect him to shoot, but I hope that he won't. He won't." Wilbur seemed to be convincing himself this was a good idea.

"That's reassuring." You replied sarcastically.  

Wilbur rolled his eyes, "I believe he won't kill you nor harm you. At least that's the plan. I care for him. He's a good fighter and he should be able to see his opponent before going all ape shit." 

"I get it. I want to do this, but you said he works on impulse. What if he shoots?" You continued to worry.

"I'm here. And uh- Fundy is great at healing. We have healing potions in the van as well. You will not die on my watch. We need you for the war."

You nodded and continued to stare into Wilbur's brown eyes waiting for another comment from his mouth.

"Do this for me please? For us?"

You opened your mouth to speak, but Wilbur sighed before continuing his statement, 

"You don't have to do this. I should've said that first. I understand that death is scary, believe me I don't want to die either. So I can figure out another way to get to Tommy if you are uncomfortable with this."

This time it wasn't a forced situation. He was literally giving you a huge way out, an open path, but you already agreed to fight before. It wasn't like you were put into this without paths to take. you had options. Now that potions were involved and there are spectators that can act as doctors eased your nerves just slightly. you can do this.

"Or were you planning on shooting Tommy anyways?" 

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You looked towards Wilbur and smiled warmly at him and he returned your same smile.

"WHAT THE FUCK?! YOU MADE ME LOOK LIKE THE BAD GUY! YOU-"

 "I didn't even call it a draw yet Tommy. You can still fight-" 

"It's clear that my opponent doesn't want this. If I did, I would be more of a bad guy than I already am now." Tommy dropped his gun to the green grass underneath his feet. 

You followed suit, dropping your gun onto the grass below you. You walked towards Tommy trying to find the right words at this moment. He had his head hung low looking at the gun that laid in the lush grass in front of him. You had walked towards him and put a hand on his shoulder and he began to tense up at the friendly gesture.

"Tommy, you're not a bad guy. You did the right thing at that moment. You're neutral really, if you would've shot me then yeah you would be considered "the bad guy". But in reality, there is no such thing as good or bad, there are just people with different morals." You whispered that last part and Tommy seemed to reluctantly understand, still sticking to his main idea of him being a bad guy. 

He was really stubborn, which made it harder for you to make him feel better.

"This is what I wanted Tommy! I wanted you to hesitate before you shot her." Wilbur tried to pick his spirits up by revealing his plan.

"THEN WHAT IF I SHOT HER?!" 

"you would've been fine. Plus you weren't going to brutally damage or kill Y/N right?"

Tommy stuttered a little bit before speaking, explaining himself.

"No I wasn't! My goal was at least to scare her, or graze you with my bullet." Tommy rushed.

"What if you slipped up and hit Y/N instead?" Tubbo came into the conversation leading Fundy and Eret with him.

"Then I would feel incredibly horrible that I hurt an ally." Tommy said while hanging his head. "I understand, Wilbur, I understand what today's duel was for." Tommy continued.

"To be honest, this was a last minute decision! I talked to Y/N before and we both decided it was a good idea for you. Especially when a war is coming up."

"Mhm. I am okay now. I've learned, and I just hope that I can transfer this into the war." Tommy seemed relieved, but also not wanting to learn his lesson. It was bad to assume, but it sounded like he wanted to get this lecture over with.

Wilbur humed while turning away satisfied with what happened today. He walked towards the HTO van with Fundy following suit leaving Tommy and you standing next to each other still recovering from what just happened. Eret and Tubbo were standing a few feet away from them making small glances to the two making sure they are okay.

"I still hate you." Tommy grumbled.

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The five citizens were sitting in the meeting room making potions with the brewing machines or doing their own thing at the moment. Wilbur didn't have anything planned for today except for making many potions for battle. You were helping with potions as well. you were more skilled at potion making than battle. you can hold yourself down and maybe kill someone, but you don't recommend for herself to do that.

"Wow Y/N/N you're making potions so much faster than I am. Teach me your secrets!" Tubbo exclaimed.

"What did you call me?" You asked The boy softly.

"What do you mean? I called you Y/N/N." Tubbo said, confused.

Has Dream ever called you Y/N/N before because it seems like you've never been called that before. Tubbo was still looking quizzically at you waiting for an answer.

"I don't think I've been called Y/N/N before." You answered.

"Y/N might be uncomfortable with that." Wilbur joined into their conversation.

"Oh! I'm sorry! If that made you-"

"I'm okay! You can call me Y/N/N'' You said while waving your hands to dismiss the situation.

"Good! I thought I was being a creep or something." Tubbo laughed.

"Y/N/N HELP ME OUT WITH THESE POTIONS WILL YA?" Tommy shouted from across the room.

"Okay you don't get to call me Y/N/N." 

Tommy huffed, "If my best friend can call you Y/N/N I will too!"

"Okay children settle down." Eret said while looking up from the book he was writing.

There was another pause until Fundy had spoken.

"Today seemed like a good day huh? Even though it isn't over so far, so good eh?" Fundy tried making conversation after writing whatever enchantments in his book.

"Yes it was so far! Very surprising today." Tubbo agreed with Fundy.

"Tommy and You gave me a heart attack today. I wouldn't consider this a good day so far." Eret exhaled jokingly. He seemed in good spirits today.

"I'm sorry I gave my husband a heart attack." You taunted.

"But seriously that scared me. Thank goodness nothing happened to the both of you. I wouldn't know what I would do." Eret continued.

"You would live." You said bluntly, staring at him. 

Eret nodded at you, sending a small smile your way.

"You would've been a good fighter. Have you fought before?" Fundy inquired.

"I have fought before! I've been trained as well, I'm more into the sneaky side of things, and making potions like I am now." You cheerfully explained.

"Sneaky things?" Wilbur asked.

Your eyes widened slightly before maintaining your composure. you forgot that Wilbur was still on youtail. He thinks that You is still suspicious, so of course when you said that he would jump on the opportunity to interrogate her.

"You could be a spy for us! Maybe spy on Dream and George!" Tubbo exclaimed.

Oh the irony.

Wilbur hummed, "Maybe, that would be interesting. We could get information and they wouldn't turn her down."

"It would be too late anyways if they've seen you here so it would be a major red flag if you showed up there trying to join their team." Eret spoke up, still concentrating on writing enchantments with Fundy.

Thank God that Eret was here, You would be stumbling for the right words and then eventually blowing their cover. you had this happen too many times. They are almost to the end you have to pull back.

"True. You're right!" Wilbur agreed. "Plus we've been more productive since you two came back."

Eret and you both nodded in agreement and went back to doing their tasks.

Tubbo and You were standing together on one side of the room making potions and talking to one another until Tubbo made a quiet gasp. 

You looked at him and followed his line of gaze until you saw them again. It was Sapnap and Dream on the top of the new, enlarged L'Manburg walls. Dream pulled back his hand and whipped something toward the van. It looked metal and shiny as it bounced harshly in the grass. 

Sapnap then pulled out a bow and arrow and Dream had set it on fire. Sapnap launched the arrow into the walls and it landed by the machine that Dream had thrown. The grass around the arrow caught on fire as well, not making a huge fire but enough to scare the two.

"WILBUR! You have a gift!" Tubbo said as he rushed out of the van and You watched carefully through the window so the two wouldn't do anything to the boy.

"Where did he go?!" Wilbur yelled.

"He went outside to grab the metal thing Dream and Sapnap threw." You said keeping an eye on Tubbo as he came back into the van.

Wilbur rushed towards the window where Aryia was stationed and looked towards the top of the wall where Dream and Sapnap were. Dream took one last final glance at the two in the window then turned away to jump down the wall with Sapnap following suit.

"Guys you might want to take a look at this." Tubbo said while placing the metal thing, which was an old answering machine, on the table.

Wilbur sighed, clearly exhausted with everything that had been going on. He sat down on the edge of the table. Tubbo pressed play on the machine and the recording started.

"Tommy, and Wilbur, and the rest of L'Man-child-burg. We are at war. There is no mercy. We have burned down Tubbo's house, we have planted TNT cannons around your land, we have cobblestone walled the outside, we have shot one warning shot inside your walls. WE HAVE NO MERCY, NO MERCY FOR YOU! We will burn down your houses! We will kill everything inside your walls and we will take back the land that is rightfully ours. If you do not surrender I WANT TO SEE WHITE FLAGS! WHITE FLAGS OUTSIDE YOUR BASE BY TOMORROW AT DAWN, OR YOU ARE DEAD!"

*beep~* 

There was a long beep until Tubbo shut off the recorded message. Everyone was silent looking at each other for the next move. Everyone either had a face of anger or one of concern. Eventually everyone turned to Wilbur who had his head down, his hair slightly covering his eyes in a thinking pose. We were waiting for a response from the leader, but it didn't seem like anyone had a response to this situation.

"Hey lets just-"

"Grab me a book and a pen" Wilbur spoke.

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It's been about an hour since we last received the message. The sun has gone down and they are all still sitting around the meeting table. 

"What do we get? What's the report?" Wilbur asked.

Tommy started, "Okay so here's the situation, the ‘Dream boys' they're on the roof, they've already killed me and Tubbo once, they feel like they got their power. Their egos are up-" 

"They've taken it all." Tubbo added.

"I don't know man, what do you think we've got to do now? Ultimately you're the leader here." Tommy asked the older man.

Wilbur paused before speaking, "I think, the element of surprise is needed. We can't go in just guns blazing."

"My son, how are you doing?" Wilbur asked Fundy.

Fundy stuttered before speaking, "I could've been better."

Wilbur smiled then opened the book he had been writing in for the past hour.

"Before we go into battle though-

"WORDS OVER WEAPONS MY FRIEND!" Tommy interrupted Wilbur

"My gents and m'lady, may I read you the Declaration of Independence?" 

Wilbur had started to read through the Declaration complementing the writers who wrote lines in the book. He began reading the main parts of the book.

"When in the course of human events it becomes necessary for-"

"Wilbur" Tommy interrupted Wilbur again

"Yes what, what?" Wilbur asked annoyed

"They're surrounding us, Wilbur." 

Tommy stood up looking out of the window at the many fiery arrows making their way towards the van and making the grass around the van catch on small fires.

From inside the van it looked like rain from hell. All the fears you once had came flooding back into your mind. you put herself right in front of the greatest fighters, and assassins in the kingdom and you might not make it out alive. 

Wilbur started to head out of the door trying to face his opponents. They all were putting themselves out there exiting the van as fast as they could like a huge target. Speaking of target, an arrow shot by Sapnap landed too close for comfort next  to Wilbur. He seemed un phased at this.  

"They're not the best shot." Wilbur turned his back on the archers and stood in the doorway to the group inside.

Wilbur began to yell at the archers, "Gentlemen how are you!?" 

"Good!" Dream replied bluntly.

Surprisingly they could hear both of each other. 

"Do you like the view of our nation!?" Wilbur asked as he smirked.

"Oh God!" Tubbo exclaimed, worried because of the taunting Wilbur was doing.

"We might be a little out gunned here gentlemen." Eret said softly to the others while placing a hand on your shoulder in a comforting way.

"I thought this was a trailer park!" Dream shouted back. 

"Very funny, listen. It seems like you've gained the upper hand in people! We will meet you in the field, but on our own terms!" Wilbur concluded.

"YEAH!" Tommy shouted at the archers hyping Wilbur up.

The rest laughed at Tommy's antics trying to keep it together.

"Please stop making things worse!" Tubbo laughed.

Another arrow was shot at Wilbur's feet. He was clearly stunned by this, turning to the rest of the L'Manburgians he spoke to them.

"We armor up gents." Wilbur said, walking away.

Just as he walked away Tommy followed Wilbur outside of the van and then an arrow was shot into Tommy's bicep by George. Tommy yelled in anger and in pain, and the rest followed suit yelling in shock. Tommy clutched the arm that the arrow had found its way into, he tried to keep it together as he fell to his knees. You rushed to Tommy's side trying to take the arrow out carefully and heal him. He kept on shielding his arm away from you and kept babbling incoherent nonsense about “leaving him alone” too.

"It's okay! I'm fine! I'm fine! Don't worry!" Tommy kept shouting.

"You're not fine Tommy, let me help!" You yelled and he finally succumbed to you.

You slowly pulled out the arrow and used bandages that Eret had rushed to give you to wrap around his arm carefully. Throughout this whole process Tommy had a face of discomfort and pain until you had successfully bandaged his upper arm so no blood would seep through. Later on you would have to tend to his wounds more delicately.

"Just stay inside!" Fundy yelled in a hurried tone and was angry at the fact someone had already gotten hurt.

This would've been the outcome of the duel if you hadn't followed Wilbur's orders. Either way he would've been injured. Of course they would go for Tommy. Wilbur's right hand man. It was bound to happen. 

You and the rest of the men were clad in netherite or diamond armor and they surrounded Wilbur waiting for another order.

"Tommy I'm putting you in charge of this army." Wilbur said.

Your eyes widened. Didn't Wilbur just say he acted on impulse. This was a bad idea. you were going to die at the hands of the people who gave this opportunity to you.

Wilbur continued, "No matter what happens during this war, no matter who wins and who loses. Just remember that we're on the right side of history."

You have heard that before. What side of history was you on? They have rubbed off on you of course, but with different morals coming from both sides, whose morals do you fit with? If you die, will you be painted in the wrong manner? Are you on the right side as you stand with Eret and Fundy in L'Manburg? Is there even a right side?

"Up the walls we go!" Tommy exclaimed as the group climbed the ladder over the walls.

Your heart was pounding as Tommy led the way towards their next destination. This was going to be very interesting.

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Tommy led us to the destination where the other warriors were on top of a small tower looking down on the L'Manburgians.

"God- whatever we do, don't go up the tower." Tubbo exhaled. 

"We have to get them down to our level. We have to get them to come down on their own accord." Wilbur commanded.

"Those bastards." Tommy said as an arrow made of fire was shot precisely onto the ground.

The floor began to rumble as the ground cracked and smoke began to rise beneath you revealing the red, fiery TNT that blew up from beneath them breaking the very ground and dirt they stood on making everyone lose their balance. Everyone started screaming, scrambling to get away from the constant chain of TNT slipping and falling on the debris, and the crevices that formed. You had started to run faster,and faster, sometimes you fell to your knees because of the ground shaking and breaking underneath you. You couldn’t look back but you heard screaming and you could only hope and pray no one fell into the big canyon the TNT made behind you. Your mind was not catching up your feet as you blindly followed Tommy into his own home, cutting around the whole kingdom. The rest followed close behind making their way into the house. 

Their clothes were tattered and dirty, singes from the fire were on their war uniforms and armor. As they scrambled for safety the arrows kept coming, hitting the house and the ground outside of it. You felt like this was it for you, your first friends, your enemies shooting arrows of fire at you through your so-called enemies house. You had to stay alive though, keep up the act, but right now you didn't really have to keep an act up because you were actually scared for your life.

The grass in front of Tommy's house was burning while the men gave Tommy all of their arrows. Wilbur commanded them to hail them with arrows. Arrows began burning through the walls breaking into their safe haven. To escape this situation Wibur had told all of them to scatter and make it harder for the archers to shoot them. They all did just that, playing on the defensive dodging the arrows that were hurled towards their way. 

Eventually the archers jumped off of the tower retreating towards a nearby river. The L'Manburgians currently had the high ground and You started shooting with arrows purposefully missing so you wouldn't hurt them.

"They are heading to Ponk's tower!" Tommy shouted.

You looked up to one of the highest towers in the kingdom. Damn.

"In that case we need to start heading towards Ponk's tower!" Tubbo yelled, ceasing his arrows trying to get the rest of them to follow his lead.

The men followed Tommy through his shortcuts to get to the base of Ponk's tower faster. Fundy went forward shooting at the others at the base of the tower. You, Eret, Tommy and Tubbo followed Fundy and started shooting and dodging as well. 

For now they have retreated towards the walls of L'Manburg hiding slightly below the top. Wilbur was there at first then the rest of the groups followed. The arrows couldn't reach them and the boys cheerfully pointed that fact out. Soon they had started slowly retreating as the sun went down in the distance. You sighed and cheered with the rest of the men that they finally stopped fire. Your heart still beating fast you looked behind you towards Eret sending each other a knowing glance.

The rest were cheering and complimenting each other until Eret spoke up.

"Gentlemen, I think we need to go back to our home." Eret said.

"I think you're right, Eret." Tommy agreed happily.

They made their way back to L'Manburg into the night with Tommy leading them for the last time tonight. Tommy and Wilbur were playfully bickering through the whole walk back to L'Manburg. It was a fun time filled with laughter and it was much needed after that whole war. Even though they all were beaten and tattered with burn marks and scratches, they kept smiling. It's crazy to think about.

The fun ended for you as they reached their destination. The extended walls of L'Manburg were in their sights and your heart rate picked up even more than it had before. This is the end. 

"Gentlemen in L'Manburg I have a secret weapon." Eret says, sparking a new conversation.

"What is it?" You asked playing dumb. 

"What is it?" Wilbur asked asked as well

"A secret weapon!?" Tubbo exclaimed.

"I feel like Eret is just going to pull out a giant missile." Fundy joked around and your breath hitched. If only they knew.

"But seriously, what do you mean you got a secret weapon?" Tommy spoke fast.

"I've been grinding for equipment, I've been grinding materials." Eret said not to give it away.

"Show us please!" Tommy exclaimed as they all entered L'Manburg once more today.

You joined in as well, "I haven't seen any of this show us Eret!"

You hated lying to them.

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"This is the final control room for you too!" Dream yelled with excitement showing the beautiful dark room. 

The chests were empty, there was a button on top of a podium, and there was a secret room where Dream and the rest would be hiding after the war. The plan was simple enough on paper. The two countries would fight until sun down and then Eret would lead the L'Manburgians to the final control room where he would press the button and then The citizens of L'Manburg would be killed and a life would be taken from them.

Dream has taught You about the life limit. Everyone in the kingdom had three lives and if all three lives were taken, there is no coming back. you felt weary taking away someone's life.

"This is where the battle will end." Dream said calmly

Currently it was just Eret and You with Dream. Dream kept explaining the mechanics of the room while they both listened. You kept slipping in and out of your mind at the moment.

This would be the end, he said. It will all come to an end and you will finally find your place in the huge kingdom. you can finally have closure. It will all come to an end.

"You two are on the right side of history, don't worry. Cause if you do this you'll be doing the kingdom a huge favor."

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"This way." Eret led the group into the final control room.

The men were astonished about the huge tunnel entrance to the room. They continue to rush down the tunnel to catch up to Eret.

"I'm excited to show you!" Eret cheerfully said as he walked. "They will never suspect a thing!" 

They all ended up in the final control room. You made sure to stand next to Eret making sure that they stayed together. you knew where to leave and when the button was pressed but you had a few minutes to play it off.

"WHAT?"  

"This is so cool!"

"What is this place?!"

"There's nothing in the chests." Wilbur said bluntly, as he turned to us still crouching because he opened the chests.

"Eret?" Tubbo asked.

Eret pressed the button and then the wall behind Wilbur opened and revealed Dream, Sapnap, George and Punz. The men started to scream in shock. They were getting attacked. Blood was being spilled and fire was burning down the whole final control room. Eret grabbed your hand pulling you to a secret wall, opening it to reveal stairs that led out of the final control room trying to protect you from getting hurt.

The L'Manburgians fought anyone they saw, but the others knew who specifically to kill. As the L'Manburgians fought for their lives you heard Wilbur yell out over all of the chaos.

"A TRAITOR! GET OUT GET OUT!"

Were you a traitor? Yes you were. They died. The fire around their bodies began to calm as their murders stood over their bodies breathing heavily. There was an orange and purple tint to the room. It looked unreal. This was it. Their bodies began to glow a light blue color and disintegrate showing that one of their lives was taken that day. This was the closure you wanted, but why did it feel like an unfinished symphony? Like it reached the climax of the song then ended.

It's over

Eret saluted to their disintegrating bodies and you followed suit.

"Down with the revolution boys! It was never meant to be."

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Wilbur's POV

"Eret how could you?" We sat on the burnt grass of L'Manburg waiting for one another to show up from being killed. 

This was what I suspected from the beginning. Sadly this is what I suspected from the beginning.

"Hey where's Y/N?!" Tubbo whipped his head frantically looking for her.

"They were a traitor as well." Fundy said sadly.

Tommy and Eret were facing each other. Tommy in L'Manburg's walls and Eret standing a few feet outside of them. It was a beautiful picture at this moment, very symbolic. 

Tubbo was talking to Eret in a distraught voice before Tommy had interrupted him. "Eret listen to me! And I mean this in the nicest way possible. You fucked up." Tommy said harshly to Eret.

Eret only smirked at this like the madman he is and spoke around him, "farewell gentlemen." And he left us in our ruins.

I had such high hopes for the two of them. Especially Y/N. I knew they were trying to find their home, their place in this huge world. Maybe they'll find it with Dream. That's not what I would've wanted, but they might want to stay there. they'll be back, they'll find their home soon.

"We'll meet again. I know you."

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Dark Cybertron Chapter 11: The Word “Logic” Doesn’t Even Mean Anything Anymore

Our issue opens up with a flashback to establish some things.


Because despite the six literal issues of prelude, and all the ham-fisted exposition we’ve gotten throughout the “Dark Cybertron” event, we still don’t have all the information we need to understand what the hell’s happening.

I have a feeling this won’t quite cut the mustard, either.

Anyway, back during the events of MTMTE #1, when Rodimus was making his call to action to his fellow Cybertronians (and by “Cybertronians” I, of course, mean “Autobots”, because prejudice is a hard habit to kick, even for the best of us) Brainstorm was doing science on Hardhead. He was doing this science to make sure that the Dead Universe hadn’t killed him without him realizing. This is a very common issue in the world of IDW2005 Transformers, considering that zombies are a part of canon, so it’s just best to be sure. Nova Prime’s lifeless body sits in the corner like the world’s worst coffee table book.

This will take some explaining, because this is Phase One related.

In Spotlight: Sideswipe, Nova Prime beefed it, except he didn’t, because his “essence” returned to the Dead Universe. This is because he was chosen by the Dead Universe to enact its will on the other, much cooler, Not-Dead Universe. In short, he’s a weird robot zombie-ghost with a save point in the Dead Universe.

Brainstorm has his corpse in his lab to make sure this bastard is true and proper dead, or that the body he left behind is at least. That, in combination with Hardhead proving to be very much alive, means that today can be counted as a win for everyone! The “Alive-People-Counter” machine proves it!

…This is why we can’t have nice things.

Brainstorm being undead does have some precedence within the narrative, given what happened in MTMTE #3.

Though I can’t help but wonder what the guy’s been doing for the last year and a half, that he didn’t notice being dead, when his soul is a large, glowing orb with physical presence. I dunno, he just seems like the sort of guy to keep up to date on that sort of thing, if only for scientific purposes.

In the present day, in the beautiful city of Iacon, everything’s gone to shit, and Whirl’s gotten hot for some reason, as billions of Ammonites fall out of the sky.

Who friggin’ drew this-

I should’ve known.

Up on the Lost Light, Ultra Magnus is breaking out the fancy swears, as a… tornado, I guess, of Ammonites hits the underside of the ship. Bumblebee wants to evacuate the friggin’ planet- which, I don’t know if you know this, would be a little difficult to do, even with a ship the size of NYC. Unfortunately, that’s not gonna fly, however, because all the stars in the sky are blue-shifting.

Wikipedia tells me that this is probably a bad thing, and Perceptor agrees, calling it “the end of everything.”

Over in Shockwave’s Lair of Villainy and Magical Bullshit, everyone’s favorite purple science gremlin has stabbed a “time drive” into his chest. Galvatron is laying dead on the floor in the foreground, but this isn’t about him. Shockwave orders Jhiaxus to activate the time drive, I guess because he doesn’t have long enough arms to do it himself. Jhiaxus warns Shockwave to be mindful, lest he lose himself in time, and then we get a return to a Roberts writing staple that we haven’t seen in quite a while.

Waxing poetic on the nature of time- this time, in a visual medium!

Awful lot of fixating on your ritualistic amputations there, Shocky-boy. I suppose this is ONE way to try to cope with a lack of control in your life.

Of course, to those on the outside of Shockwave’s brain, this doesn’t look nearly as impressive- it actually just looks like him screaming really loud at the ceiling. Bludgeon isn’t sure that this course of action is a healthy one to take, but Jhiaxus is too busy being sapiosexual to worry about that.

I-

Sure. I’m not even going to bother trying to understand this anymore.

Jhiaxus orders Monstructor to go keep the Autobots away from Shockwave.

Also, Galvatron isn’t dead. Good for him, I guess.

Over inside Metroplex, Windblade’s face seems to be stuck in the generic “I am a nice, nonthreatening female character who is also pretty” position, as Ultra Magnus tells her that the universe is ending. Chromia watches in the background as this happens, likely wondering if being relevant in modern media again is worth this bullshit.

Hearing that Bumblebee plans to take the fight to Shockwave is enough to get Metroplex back on his feet, which is good, because I don’t think we have a lot of time to convince the guy to do anything- this event ends next issue.

As Metroplex windmills his arms through swarms of Ammonites, the Lost Light lands, and Bumblebee, Megatron, and all their experts disembark. Bumblebee makes an unsolicited comment about Megatron’s body. They go to meet Soundwave, who isn’t terribly thrilled with Megatron having become all buddy-buddy with Bumblebee. Megatron mentions that the Decepticons are going to have to rethink their strategy once this is all over, with the implication being that they’re going to- gasp- work together with the Autobots.

Then Starscream shows up with Metalhawk, Skywarp, Rattrap, Waspinator, and Scoop for some fucking reason, in tow. Skywarp is going to teleport everyone into Shockwave’s Bastardization of the Concept of Science House, even though he pretty clearly isn’t feeling too well. What a guy.

Starscream and Megatron have a bit of banter that won’t set your hair on end with how awful they are to one another, Metalhawk tries to apologize for attempting to kill Bumblebee, and we really don’t have time for this shit right now. The narrative knows this, because it shifts to focus on Prowl and the Constructicons. Things are looking real rough just about everywhere, and it’s coming down to the wire, so they gotta do the thing.

The thing Prowl really doesn’t want to do.

The thing he said that he wouldn’t do again.

So anyway, they form Devastator.

As Monstructor gets ready to get punched in the face by a bunch of construction workers and a cop, everyone down below is firing off laser blasts and gearing up for a teleporting adventure. However, there’s a small problem- there are too many people to teleport! Oh no! The only solution is for Soundwave and his cassettes, Scoop, Getaway and-

Excuse me, Hook?

Hook, my dude? What the fuck do you think you’re doing? You’re supposed to be a leg right now, motherfucker, why are you here? GO HOME, HOOK.

Anyway, I’m really glad we wasted the time establishing that Soundwave and his band of merry little men were coming along on this trip, only for them to not come along after all. Love that shit.

I don’t actually love that shit. I’m sorry for lying.

With the load lightened, Skywarp teleports the rest of the gang to where they need to be, and Waspinator is immediately stabbed with a massive raging poisoning sword of doom. Bludgeon’s here to greet everyone, and Metalhawk is gonna try his damnedest to get the guy to come around to their side.

You remember when Metalhawk did things like connive, and scheme, and actually had more depth than a sidewalk puddle? Because I remember. Now he’s just... Beast Wars Silverbolt, but he’s not even attempting to be charming. I bet he wouldn’t even call his evil girlfriend “my soul’s delight.” Lame.

Bumblebee, Megatron, and friends book it for Shockwave, while Magnus and Skids get ready to kick some ass. Brainstorm isn’t feeling so hot, but this isn’t about him.

Starscream is having a minor crisis over the fact that Scoop stayed behind in a literal war zone for Starscream’s sake. I dunno that he did it specifically for Starscream, but Starscream seems pretty convinced that he did, and who am I to argue with the leader of a whole friggin’ planet?

The gang makes it to Jhiaxus’ ship, where they find-

I swear to god, if there’s not a fucking explanation for what the shit is happening right here I’m going to scream.

…So anyway, Metalhawk and Jhiaxus start beating each other up, Starscream gets bent out of shape by Jhiaxus’ trash talk, and we get an explanation for his new look.

Which, y’know, thank fucking god.

Jhiaxus has new reactive armor, which takes anything thrown at him and adapts it to his own body for personal use, which feels like some Grade-A Kids Playing Pretend bullshit, but WHATEVER.

While this is going on, Megatron and Bumblebee have run into the center of Shockwave’s Laboratory of Morally-Abhorrent Mystical Buffoonery Masquerading as the Scientific Method. Dreadwing tries to make a case for self-defense of his property, but unfortunately he doesn’t understand how property rights work, and gets blasted for his troubles. Galvatron reveals himself to be alive to Megatron, who immediately grabs the dude by the throat.

Galvatron’s feeling pretty down about having inadvertently helped end the universe, and is throwing himself a little pity party. Megatron’s not having it, however, tossing the man into the ground and revving up to fusion-cannon him to death. Bumblebee stops him, for some reason, and then starts rambling, I guess STILL trying to be Optimus Prime 2.0.

Bumblebee, you put bombs in people’s heads to make them fall into line. You don’t get to talk to Captain Warlord about moral nuance. And weren’t you also berating Metalhawk for trying this same thing not five minutes ago?

Bumblebee’s words reach Megatron, and instead of annihilating Galvatron, he offers the dude a hand up.

Then Bumblebee gets shot and dies, while Shockwave just… stares menacingly, I guess.

Cool.

The death of his very best friend in the whole wide world sends Megatron into a rage, and he punches Shockwave in the face. This doesn’t really faze him much though, as he bats Megatron across the fucking room like he’s made of papier-mâché and dreams, going on about how the universe will save Cybertron by being its power source “in an endless forever.”

Shockwave, you’re a man of science. You ought to know that “forever” as a concept, doesn’t fucking WORK scientifically. It’s nonsense. You’re nonsense, and I hate you.

Back with the Bludgeon Ass-Kicking Squad, Brainstorm’s having a bad time, while everyone else sort of awkwardly poses. Skids gets stabbed. Skids falls down. Brainstorm falls down. Ultra Magnus is concerned, but he’s too busy not being stabbed to help anyone.

Brainstorm’s in a lot of pain, and then a hand bursts out of his chest and-

GODDAMMIT JAMES.

Fucking- Team -Imus burst out of the Dead Universe from Brainstorm, who I will remind you, is undead thanks to Dead Universe lightning bullshit, making him a link between it and the much cooler Not-Dead Universe. Everyone is posing, even Cyclonus, who absolutely should think that sort of thing is beneath him, but whatever.

That’s the end of the issue. Go home.

[lesbian-deadpool]

The Assistant

Part One Of Two: To Kill Tony Stark

Natasha Romanoff x Reader, Platonic!Tony x Reader

Words: 2,699

Warnings: Uhhh... Cannon violence? Drinking, mentions of death, dying, and killing. Swearing. Idk. I think that’s it.

Request: For the @ryostephi who donated to the Australian Bushfires. (I’m sorry the tag doesn't work)

Summary: You’re infatuated with a red-headed newcomer. And you’re gonna kill Tony.

A/N: I’m not gonna lie. I had absolutely no idea what to do for this, so I hope this is okay. And I haven't watched IM2 in a while, so forgive me if I get anything wrong. Not proofread. I know there’s not a tone of Nat stuff in this. But there will be more in the next chapter.

(Not my GIF)

***

2011

Tony Stark’s Malliabo house.

10:36 A.M.

You were awoken from your peaceful slumber by your covers being removed from your body, robotically slow. Groaning, you grabbed the edge of your cover, that now sat at your waist. Tugging them back up your body. Fully intending to go back to sleep. That is before they were once again removed from your body, robotically slow.

Groaning louder this time, you finally peaked one of your eyes open for the first time this morning. The metal statue of Dum-E blurred, from your sleepy vision.

“What do you want, Dum-E?” you asked groggily.

“Miss Y/L/N. Mr Stark requests your assistance in his workshop,” Jarvis spoke for the robot.

“What time is it?” you yawned, cuddling into your pillow more.

“It is ten-forty, Miss,” Jarvis’ robotic voice rung throughout the room.

You groaned, “Tell Tony that if I come down there, I’m shoving a bench up his ass.”

The AI was silent for a few moments.

“He said he’s ‘looking forward to it’, Miss.”

Grumbling, you moved to sit on the edge of the bed, about to get up, when Dum-E handed you your pants.

“Oh, thank you Dum-E,” you said surprised. Before continuing with what you were previously going to say, “And what have I told you about calling me ‘Miss’?”

“Then what would you prefer I call you? Your Majesty?” Jarvis suggested.

“Jarvis,” you chided.

“Okay. Very well, Y/N. Shall I tell Mr Stark you’re on your way?”

“Yes. Thank you, Jarvis.”

“It’s a pleasure, as always, Y/N.”

***

“Right Tony, hand me a bench, and pull your pants down,” you said loudly, clapping your hands as you entered his workshop. Stopping dead in your tracks once you saw Pepper- However, it was normal for you to say this stuff in front of her, considering she had to deal with Tony. And you. Both of your antics. A lot of the times she had to deal with Tony, you and your antics together- Happy by her side- Who was also used to this shit-

The thing truly catching you off of your guard, being the gorgeous red-head woman. Standing on Pepper’s other side, holding a clipboard, with a small collection of files upon it, sat in her arm and pressed against her chest. Her dark auburn eyebrows scrunched up as she surveyed you, looking you up and down.

“-Oh, hello pretty stranger!” you greeted her, voice going an octave or two higher, that it’s usual tone.

Realising what you just said, your eyes widened, and you were quick to correct yourself. However unbelievable it may be.

“I didn't call you pretty. That never happened.”

“I’m afraid you did, Y/N,” Jarvis notified you.

“Thanks, Jarvis!”

Finally getting a hold of his stifled laughter, Tony gestured to introduce you.

“Y/N. This is Natalie Rushman, she’s Pepper’s new assistant. Natalie. This is Y/N Y/L/N, one of my best friends.”

Natalie hummed. Raising her head up at you with a small smirk. “Nice to meet you.”

“Uh. Yep.” You nodded. “I don’t want to say anything else, because I don’t want to embarrass myself more.” You smiled.

“How ever will you live this down?” Tony asked sassily.

“Give me five minutes, and I’ll be back to normal.”

“You know what? I don’t doubt that,” Pepper said.

“Hey, Y/N, guess what!” Tony clapped his hands excitedly, moving up and down on the spot.

“What?”

“Natalie kicked Happy’s ass.” Tony pointed to the girl, then gestured to blushing Happy.

“Really?” you asked Natalie, slightly surprised. Her reply being a single nod.

“No, she didn’t,” Happy blatantly lied.

“Uh, yes, she did,” Pepper assured.

“Well, no offence, Natalie,” you started, “But, anybody can kick Happy’s ass.”

She smiled at your little joke, as the Head of Security protested to your words.

At that moment, Natalie turned to Pepper.

“I should be getting back to work now, Miss Potts.”

“Yes, thank you, Natalie.”

With a nod she was off, stopping only once, by your side, turning her face towards you.

“It was really nice to meet you,” she spoke almost sultry.

“Yeah...” you breathed, “You, too.”

Watching as she walked away, the other three amused by your infatuation with the red-head, you had only just met.

Turning back to the others, surprised to see their smug faces. Like they knew something you didn’t. Or something that you would deny.

“What?”

“You love her,” Tony teased, in an almost sing-song voice.

Quickly you grabbed the nearest object upon the bench you were next to, which just so happened to be a bench. Pointing it at the man, you said, “Bend over.”

***

Apparently, the only reason Tony had requested your presence down in his workshop, was so that you could meet the new Assistant. Or as Tony liked to call her now, ‘your future Wife’. But still. He had managed to “convince” you into helping him.

You would be happy to help him, no matter what.

But that doesn’t mean you couldn’t act begrudgingly towards it. And Tony knew that.

That wasn’t the only reason.

Tony needed to tell you something. You were like his family, and he was scared.

“Y/N...” Tony started, his playful demeanour dimming, and you knew it was serious. Whatever it was he wanted to tell you, “I need to yell you something.”

“Okay...” you gently pressed, not wanting to make him close up and never tell you.

“Something. Something’s going wrong... I, umm... the reactor, it’s- I...” He sighed. Not knowing how to get the words out.

“Hey. It’s okay.” Reaching over you grabbed his forearm, squeezing it in a comforting manner. “Take your time. I’m right here.”

“Don’t tell Pepper- Or anyone really. But especially Pep. Okay?”

“I swear.”

“Well... basically... I’m dying.”

“You're what?!” you yelled, jumping to your feet.

Tony followed you, shushing you as he did.

“You’ve got to keep quiet. You swore,” he reminded you.

“But you’re dying,” you whispered softly, shocked to your core, “What-? How?”

“The shrapnel. It’s poisoning me.”

“Shit!” you swore under your breath, a hand coming up to rub at your forehead. Turning back to him you asked, “Can you fix it.”

He said nothing else, only shaking his head solemnly. Which caused your shoulder to drop.

“How long have you got?”

“Not long.”

No more words were spoken for a while after that. You were both too busy holding each other, the hug was tight with fear, afraid if you let go of him he would disappear into the air.

***

“Hey, Rhodey!” you called over to the man, clad in his airforce uniform. You had just gotten done helping Tony out with his inventions... amongst other things.

You felt a little better after Tony had explained everything, but you were still broken-hearted at the news but kept it locked and tight against your chest. Not wanting to cause the Tin Man any more pain. You knew he did felt better too. Finally getting all of that off his chest. To one person at least.

“Hey, Y/N. You seen Tones?”

“Yeah, he should be down in the workshop,” you told him, “Why? He in some trouble?”

“Isn’t he always?”

You shrugged. “Yeah, you’re right about that.”

Rhodey walked down to the workshop, he was here on business, you could tell that much. If the way he walked with a purpose told you anything.

“Can I give you a hand?” you asked, jogging up to Natalie, who had just walked through the door. She busy carrying thick binders, full of imported documents.

Before she could object. You had grabbed most of the binders out of her arms.

Natalie let out a slightly scoffed breath, as you both continued to walk, side by side, towards Natalie’s destination.

“You know I could have done it myself.”

“I know.” You nodded. She hadn’t seemed to be struggling. “But it doesn’t stop me from being chivalrous. Now, does it?”

She laughed. “Yeah. You’ve God chivalry pouring out of your ears, haven't you?”

“Yes, I do. Thank you for noticing.”

As soon as you had dropped the files off at the coffee table, where Natalie and Pepper would be busy working away. Tony walked past you -Rhodey ranting quietly beside him, so only Tony could hear-, lowly humming ‘The Wedding March’ so only you would hear.

You were, so, going to kill him yourself.

***

Tony was smirking over his glass at you, eyes shining with mischief, and that's when you knew something bad was coming.

“So. Natalie?”

She hummed, turning her attention away from the food she was cutting, and to the man, topping his glass up.

“You got a boyfriend? Girlfriend?”

You spread your arms in a ‘what-the-fuck?!’ manner, behind the red-head, Tony being the only one able to you. Face looking that of pure embarrassed shock, your willingness to murder him shining through.

“No.” She shook her head. “Nothing like that.”

“Well, if that’s the case. Maybe you’d like to go out with Y/N, sometime?”

Natalie looked over her shoulder at you.

You, however, were busy gazing up at the ceiling, like it had the most interesting story, the world has ever seen, written upon it. With your hands now on your his. But you still managed to see her lips upturn in a smirk, before her gaze returned to Tony.

“If you don’t mind, Mr Stark,” Natalie started, “I much prefer the people I date to ask me out themselves.” And with that, she took her leave.

“We’ll now you know what to need to do.”

“Kill you?” you asked, voice slightly manic with anger at the man.

“Ask her out.”

You never got the chance to vocalise your reply, because Tony took the same route Natalie did, heading back to his workshop. Leaving you in the kitchen alone with your thoughts. And desire to beat the infamous Iron Man to a pulp.

***

“I hate that guy,” you mumble, disdain on your tongue. Natalie being the only one who heard you, as she was right by your side, walking to where you were meant to watch the race.

“Hammer?” she asked curiously.

“Yep. He’s so full of himself- And not in the way Tony pretends to be.”

“Wow, you really do hate him,” she says, and you're thankful that she brushed past what you said about Tony. But hey, she works for the guy. She can probably tell that a lot of what Tony does is put on as a front so that he won't get hurt.

Sighing at her words, you nod.

“Come on.” Natalie places a hand on your arm. “The race is about to start.”

“Natalie,” Pepper calls over to he worriedly, making the red-head rush over to her, “Did you know about this?”

You turned to the TV as Natalie spoke to Pepper, seeing the missing billionaire fitted out in a race suit, and jumping into the Stark owned racecar.

“Oh, Jesus Christ!” you yelled. Running out of the room.

You were gonna kill him. You were so gonna kill him.

Or he was.

Wait.

Who the fuck is that?!

A large man, with what seemed to be a very light version of the Iron Man suit strapped upon his body. Long chains, acting like whips, yellow with electricity. Cutting up cars like they were nothing but paper.

Tony zoomed past, just as you managed to slip through the chainlink fence separating the crowd and the track. Vaulting over the metal barrier, ignoring the people calling for you to ‘stop’, and that it was ‘dangerous’. When the chain-whip-man, cut Tony’s car in half.

“Holy fuck!” You yelled.

A Rolls Royce screeched up beside you, snapping your attention from Tony rolling away from the destroyed car, to see the driver.

“Get in!” Happy ordered. And so you did. Slipping in beside Pepper. And then you were off again, to help Tony.

Soon enough, Happy had run into the man, successfully trapping him between the expensive car and the protective wall of the track. Narrowly missing Tony, who jumped up onto the chain-link fence to get away.

“Were you aiming for him, or me-?” Tony asked Happy.

“I was trying to scare him.”

“-’Cause I can’t tell.”

All the while you were trying to process everything.

“ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?!” Pepper screeched at Tony.

“You’re Head Of Security-!”

“GET IN THE CAR!” she cut him off.

And before he could voice his reply, you joined in, “Get in the fucking car, Tony!”

“-I was attacked!”

Repeating this earlier sentence to you, Happy also told Tony to get into the car. But by this point, you were so done, that you just blanked the rest of what they said. Raising a hand to your forehead, and shaking it.

That is until you heard Tony mutter, “First vacation in two years.” Then the door, he had just opened, was sliced in half, by the appearance, still alive man, trying to kill Tony.

At this point, you wished you had put on a seat belt, as Happy started ramming into the man, as Tony asked for his “suitcase”. But was unable to get it, because of Happy’s driving.

You were so done with this shit.

You had begun to reach over, to take the suitcase from Pepper try and hand into Tony easier. When the car was chopped in half, like a knife through hot butter.

“AAA! Fuck!” you yelled, whipping your arm back.

Tony was still asking for his case, as the unknown man continued to chew up the car.

Oh.

Oh, of course.

Why did you expect any less?

The fight was scary. That’s for sure. But you were just glad it was over quickly.

“God...” you uttered, “I need to sleep.”

***

“But the after-party starts now!”

““Holy shit,” you mumble, rubbing your eyes because of the man's behaviour.

“He's hammered,” Natalie spoke, sliding up next to you, “How did he get this bad? He was relatively fine fifteen minutes ago.”

You sighed.

“Yep. That’s Tony for ya.”

After that... let’s just say you lost track of things. You knew you shouldn't have, but you took a walk outside around the pool, getting some much needed fresh air, before you went back in, and tried to talk some sense into the drunk raging genius.

You understood why he was doing this. You really did. That doesn't mean you liked it, though.

When you entered not even ten minutes later, you were welcomed with destruction. People running out the door, Tony, Pepper, Natalie, and Happy nowhere to be seen. And loud crashes coming from the floors above you.

That's when you spotted Natalie and Pepper. Arguing.

What the fuck happened?

They didn’t like each other. You knew that much. But this was new for them.

Rushing over, you hoped to resolve whatever was going on between the two.

“Hey-” You hadn't even got two words out, when suddenly...

You jumped back, as Rhodey -Rhodey? When did he get here?- and Tony tore through the ceiling, landing upon the coffee table, fighting like stupid children. Noticing Natalie taking up a fighting stance in front of you, as Pepper screams.

“Boys!” you yelled. Failing to gain their attention, as they instead of hearing you, and stopping their fighting, decided to crash through walls, knocking the hell out of each other and their metal suits.

This was all too much for you.

So, you did what you did best.

As Pepper ran off towards the fighting “adult men”, and Natalie... going wherever she did.

You left.

You walked out the door and got into your car.

They could handle this themselves. You still had that much faith in them.

But right now. You had something else you needed to do.

***

The bell above the diner’s door rang, alerting the three conversing people to the newcomer.

Surprising to only two of them.

Tony and Natasha’s mouths dropped agape, at what they saw.

You.

Walking straight towards them. SHIELD uniform clasped around your body, the sleeves rolled up, showing your forearms.

Stopping by the table, you slid in, next to Tony. Staring straight into Natasha's green eyes, as the billionaire beside you screeched, “What the fuck?!”

[imastrangeone98]

Chapter 4: The Child

(A/N: I'm baaack with another chapter that no one reads!!! Yaaaaaaay- it's time my dudes. Bebeh yoda has entered the chat!)

After tying the blurrg to a large rock, the duo carefully made their way to the edge of the cliff, observing the large camp beneath them.

"Shit," Kyla muttered under her breath, ignoring the way Mando's helmet jerked towards her. "There's a ton of them."

"How do you see that far?" he asked, more for himself than for her- he already knew the answer. "I'm the one with the helmet."

But he pulled a eye scope from his pocket and began scanning. "Over twenty of them. And..."

Her eyes widened. "Is that a...?"

"Bounty droid," he confirmed, tucking the eye scope back into his pack.

"It's going to announce subprotocol sixteen," she murmured. "If we don't stop it, it'll send the entire place in lockdown."

He sighed. "Right."

They made their way down the side of the cliff and entered the flat, cautiously avoiding the bounty-hiding mercs. Thankfully, all of their attention was on the IG unit.

"I'll talk to it," Mando whispered beside her. "It'll shoot first, and I have the armor."

"Alright."

He quickly made his way to the side, out of the droid's line of sight, waiting for the right moment to speak to it. She could only hope and pray that if it shot him, it would hit his pauldron and not his vitals.

"IG unit!" she heard him yell. "Stand down-!"

BAM!

There was a loud thud and a groan. Unable to take it, she ran from cover and kneeled beside him, immediately checking for injuries.

He pulled her head down into his chest as he called out, "I'm IN the guild!"

The robot lowered its blaster. "You are a guild member? I thought I was the only one on assignment."

"Well, that makes three of us," Kyla said, helping Mando on his feet before hiding behind a column. "So much for the element of surprise."

Its turret eyes swiveled. "Sadly, I must ask you for your fob. I have already issued the writ of seizure. The bounty is mine."

She didn't need to see his face to know he was rolling his eyes. "Unless I'm mistaken, you are- as of yet- empty-handed."

"...This is true," the droid conceded.

Kyla thought for a moment. "I have an idea."

"Proceed."

"We split the reward. Half goes to you, and the other to us."

It pondered the offer for a second. "This is acceptable."

"Great," Mando muttered. "Now let's regroup, out of harm's way, and form a plan."

"I will, of course, receive the reputation merits associated with the mission," it went on, completely undeterred by the human bounty hunter's words.

"Can we talk about this later?!" he hissed.

For a brief second, it was silent. "I require an answer if I am to proceed-"

BAM!

"Oh, kriff." Kyla noticed the mercenary hiding on the rooftop, and immediately grabbed her blaster. She fired a shot right at his chest, and the man fell screaming.

More blaster shots fired into the air. More soldiers came out from their hiding spots. The entire place was becoming a miniature war zone.

"Let's go!" she heard him yell over the noise. Nodding, she rapidly fired her dual pistols into every unfamiliar face that she could see. Bodies fell left and right. They were never-ending, coming out from every direction and armed to the teeth with weaponry.

Ducking behind an old speeder truck with the IG unit covering her back, she continued to fire. Mando fiddled with the fob just beside her.

"He's in there!" He motioned to a large, metal door just a few feet away.

"Affirmative."

"I'll cover you!" she yelled. "Go!"

As he ran towards a pillar, she and the droid continued to fire off shots towards the enemies, aiming in every possible direction, slowly making their way towards cover.

But their efforts weren't enough. More kept coming- as if there were boxes filled with nothing but soldiers.

"Ah, kriff."

"It appears we are trapped," the unit announced. "I will initiate self-destruct sequencing." On its chest, a small orb appeared, pulsing with red light.

"Oh, no!" she hissed. "Don't you dare!"

"Manufacturers' protocol dictates I cannot be captured," it explained. "I must self-destruct."

"Do not self-destruct!" Mando gripped his blaster. "Cover me!"

He dashed to the door, slamming open the lock mechanism and fiddling with the wires. Kyla immediately peered out of hiding and kept firing.

It wasn't enough.

"There's too many!" she called out.

With a harsh grunt, he pulled away from the wiring and his back behind the pillar.

Out of the corner of her eye, she thought she saw an E-Web being carted onto the grounds.

"They got us pinned!" she whispered. "They're bringing in heavy artillery."

"Describe it."

"E-Web."

"...Shit!"

"I will initiate self-destruct," the droid offered.

"Do not self-destruct!" Mando yelled. "Were shooting our way out!"

"Not yet, we're not!" Kyla fixed, staring at the blaster cannon. "They're gonna fire!"

And on cue, her vision exploded with dust and debris. Shards of stone flew everywhere, blanketing her face with powder. Her nose felt clogged, and she choked.

"Beginning self-destruct countdown," she thought she heard the droid say.

"No, stop it!"

The mercenary was laughing. It sounded too loud for her ears, even through the heavy artillery.

"One of you draw their fire!" she suddenly said, turning to the others. "I might be able to sneak up and take them out!"

They nodded, and moved to the other side. And like magic, the operator shifted the gun to fire at them. She could only hope that his armor held up against the heavy beating.

Staying low to the ground, she managed to catch him off-guard, shooting into his face before taking control of the E-Web. Swinging it around, she fired into the mercenaries on the rooftops, on the ground, behind the pillars. They fell like rocks.

And there was only silence.

With an exhausted grunt, she released the gun and just had the strength to keep herself standing. Mando rushed up to her and gripped onto her shoulders, checking for wounds. He was probably the only thing that kept her upright.

"Are you okay?" he asked quietly.

"Just fine, actually," she reassured him with a pat on his back. "Nothing I can't handle."

"...You're right." His voice sounded husky- most likely from the dust.

For a moment, it was quiet again. They kept staring at each other. His hand was raised, as if to brush against her cheek.

"Well done," a mechanical voice said.

They both turned to look at the buzzing droid.

"I will disengage self-destruct initiative." The glowing red bomb deactivated and disappeared back inside its chest.

She walked towards it, unaware of the Mandalorian's displeased aura. "That blaster hit looks bad. Are you gonna be okay?"

"Running a quick diagnostic." A series of beeps erupted from the machine, all too familiar to Kyla. "It has missed my central wiring harness."

"Well, that's good." She stretched. "You said the bounty was behind that door, Mando?"

"Yes."

They all stared at the metal door, pondering on what plan of action to take. Kyla turned to look at the E-Web. The others did as well.

...Well. Better than nothing.

[...]

The door was easy to take down. And when the one yet undead mercenary was made undead, there was really nothing much else to do except find the bounty.

"The tracking fob is still active," the robot noticed. "My sensors indicate that there is a life form present."

Mando's visor was locked on the fob. He scanned the room, locking onto a small pod near the back that was covered in netting. As he moved towards it, the fob's beeping grew louder.

Removing the netting, he pressed a small button on the side of it, and it folded open, revealing a...

A...

"Wait," he said, utterly confused. "They said fifty years old."

"Species age differently," the IG unit said. "Perhaps it could live many centuries."

A small, three-fingered hand reached out, pushing down its blanket. A small face with big, moony eyes peered at them, a small squeaking noise escaping it.

She was frozen.

A baby. It was a baby.

"Sadly, we'll never know." The droid lifted a claw, and Mando pushed it down.

"No." His voice was stern, yet soft- as if he was afraid to scare the infant. "We'll bring it in alive."

"The commission was quite specific. The asset was to be terminated." It aimed its blaster at the child.

For a moment, flashes of an old IG unit and a blaster in her face flashed behind her eyelids.

She screamed, "No!"

BANG!

Her eyes burned from the sudden red flash. There was a heavy, metallic thud as the now-terminated droid fell to the ground.

Mando watched her for a quick second, analyzing for any bad reaction. There was none. She immediately went to look at the baby, who let out another soft squeak and reached out with a tiny hand towards her.

Mando stood beside her. Carefully, he reached out with a finger, wiggling it around so it would grasp the digit.

And the two watched with wonder as it grabbed his gloved hand and giggled.

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A/N: I rewatched the mandalorian for the sake of this series and I remembered the fierce love I have for baby yoda

[fandom-necromancer]

1165. Part 3

This was prompted by an awesome anon, the lovely @aurea-b and the amazing @rufina72! Please heed the warnings. This chapter isn’t nice, but I promise, the next part will be super fluffy! I will try to finish it today too, so it will come anytime in the night (at least for my timezone). If you don’t want to read this part because of the warnings, you can skip it and still read the next one!

Fandom: Detroit become human | Ship: Reed900 (Warnings: violence, kidnapping, graphic description of android dismantling, mentions of physical and mental abuse) [Part1]   [Part2]   [Part4]

‘No, no, please, no! No! Ahhhhh!’ Gavin was awake, but that static scream jolted him from unconsciousness in mere milliseconds. His sight was still hazy, but a small red light smeared over his vision as he rolled his head from one shoulder to the next. Everything was turning around him and refused to stay still, there was a weird cheeping sound and he felt like he might throw up. The hit to his head must have done some damage, but despite all of this, his detective senses told him the situation was bad. He was still alive, that had to be good? But it was so dark, and his head felt like a cannon ball on a toothpick. Phck.

He heard the buzz of electric motors and soon there was the scream again. Right. Little red circle, robot sounds… Nines? The damn toaster had been run into by a car. The memories were coming back one after the next. And with it his vision. Two thugs stood a few metres away from him and towered above him. But they had their backs to him and were working on something. He frowned and tried to focus. He was sitting, hands bound behind him and back leaned against a pillar. He leaned to one side and his nausea got worse, but he could spy through their legs. There was a lot of blue. Blue liquid flowing down on a white surface. It dripped to the ground and gathered in a puddle. Gavin tried hard to piece it all together, but a great percentage of his will was focussed on not vomiting all over himself.

The thugs helped him assess the situation as they stepped back in a laughing fit. It gave the bound man a better view on the other figure on the ground: A human shape, naked, completely white, bleeding blue from a circular hole. Red lights pulsing through the armour plates and panicked, pleading grey eyes darting around. Dirty human hands on a cylinder that looked about the same size as the hole. What did it mean, what did this shit mean? The one time Gavin needed his braincell and it was unavailable.

The weird white human opened his mouth, the blue liquid flowing from it. There should have been words coming out, but it sounded more like a radio without connection. It was pained and it was loud, earning him a kick to his chest that let him fall to his side.

‘Come on, stick it back in, we don’t know if the boss needs it’, one of the thugs said. It. Suddenly it clicked. He had been with Nines when he was hit unconscious. It made sense he would wake up with him. But… was this really the android? Gavin had never seen him without skin. But there on the ground, this had to be him, hadn’t it? He tried to will his brain to function and focussed on the android’s face. Shit. It was Nines. No doubt. ‘Urgh, fine. But let’s be real, what would she want with a fucking android, huh? She’ll kill it anyways.’ ‘Yeah, then let her do it. Wouldn’t want to get in any trouble. Stick it back and let’s go.’ The other man seemed to be hesitant, but then kneeled down to slam the thirium regulator back into its socket. Nines pulled his eyes and mouth wide open, but it was a silent scream this time.

When the thugs took their leave, Gavin pretended to still be out cold. It wasn’t that difficult, with a headache that made thinking unbearable. He heard the door slam and lifted his head again. Motions still made him feel sick, but at least he had recovered enough that they were possible now. Nines laid on his side remaining in the position the two men had kicked him into and staring straight ahead. Gavin would have thought the android had shut down if it weren’t for the slow red flash of his lights. He had never seen the android in such distress and that counted in the times he had threatened the thing. He didn’t like the RK900. He hated him. He hated the whole of androidkind. But to his own surprise seeing the ever uptight, nose-in-the-sky android like this brought him no satisfaction. He didn’t know what he could do in his bound position, so he just sat there, staring at the oddly calming red pulse of Nines’ body.

When he finally snapped out of it, he tried to move his hands. They were bound behind his body, but not too tight. Maybe he could work the knot loose. He knew pulling would only fasten it more, so he felt with his fingers for the knot and fumbled with the strands of rope they used. It wasn’t the most efficient way, but it showed slow progress in widening the loop. With time he maybe could get his hands free.

He worked on his confines while he was watching the android. Thirium still dripped from the regulator and his mouth. Maybe the thing wasn’t fully connected, Gavin mused, or maybe them slamming it back in broke it. No matter what the cause was though, it didn’t look too good. He was nearly sure he could get free in the next minutes, as he froze. There were voices outside.

‘…with them?’ ‘Ugh fine, have some fun. But don’t touch the pig. We have no use for the bot, but the guy could be useful as a hostage. I’ll be out for today. See you tomorrow.’ A door outside slammed shut and a few moments later the door to this room opened. Gavin again mimed the unconscious man, watching in silence how they pulled Nines back up. Upon touch the android’s LED blinked faster, but other than that there was no sign he was still alive. One of the thugs snapped his fingers in front of him and as that didn’t work, took a pipe from the ground and hit him with it. Nines’ head flew to the side, but he remained silent.

‘Let’s try this next.’ The second man announced and knelt down. Something blinked in his hands, then Gavin identified it as a pocketknife he pushed in between two plates on the android’s chest and angled upwards. The plate resisted, then gave in and fell to the ground. ‘Please, stop, I didn’t-‘ He was interrupted by the same knife hastily slammed in between the plates over his heart. ‘Please, don’t. Stop!’ The next plate fell to the ground with a dull plastic sound and light flooded the ground. Gavin got a good look of the fast beating pump glowing red in his chest and the surrounding Thirium pipes. There were a lot of air bubbles in the liquid and the lights were stuttering. ‘And why should we?’, one of the thugs asked, adding an ugly laugh afterwards and prying the next one off. Expecting another plea, they stood there waiting as the android remained silent. ‘What? No more begging, huh? Come on, we want to hear your beautiful voice, tin-can!’

They worked the knife between the next plates, as Nines eyelids fell half shut not unlike with a broken doll. ‘This unit is damaged severely. Please contact Cyberlife for repairs.’ ‘Oh, that’s good, that’s good!’, one of the thugs exclaimed excitedly. ‘I nether managed to push deviants back into their machine routines! Didn’t even knew they still had them in them!’ ‘Did this unit fail its mission?’, Nines asked, not answering to the thug’s discovery. His voice was completely level and void of any emotion. Gavin had never heard him like this. It didn’t even sound like the android he knew anymore. ‘Guess so.’ The android nodded as if understanding. ‘Is this correcting this unit’s errors?’ ‘Heh, yeah, it is.’ ‘Registering failure and correction in mechanics log. Please continue.’

Gavin didn’t believe what he just heard. He wasn’t able to think through what he was about to do, it just happened: ‘Nines! Nines, what the hell?’, he shouted from his position, gathering the attention of the two thugs. ‘Oh, so the pig is finally awake? Missed one hell of a show, buddy!’ ‘Show? What the hell are you assholes doing…’ Just then Gavin realised he hadn’t only had the full attention of the criminals. Nines looked at him and he seemed to be more afraid than he had been at any point in this torture. Even in his utterly damaged, panicked state, he tried to get away from him.

‘Gavin!’ His voice was wavering. ‘What are you doing here, this isn’t possible. Only Cyberlife personal is allowed in here. Please. This unit doesn’t need repairs just yet, Gavin. This unit is still functioning! This unit can complete the tests! Please, Gavin, don’t do this to me!’

The two thugs looked at each other in confusion, but Gavin tried to ignore their conversation about what this meant. He was too occupied being shocked. He got that the android was delirious from depleting Thirium levels and the pain. But he couldn’t understand why he was afraid of him of all people. Yes, he had been a bit rough with him from time to time, but that wasn’t enough for him to be afraid of him, right? But when he thought back to these occasions now, Nines had always been afraid of him, hadn’t he?

The two thugs seemed to come to the conclusion, that it didn’t matter. They shrugged and continued with their cruel work. Gavin couldn’t see the android, but he could hear his pleas over the clunk of hull pieces falling to the floor and thirium dripping down. He had gone back to talking about himself as “I” and his intonation had come back, but that didn’t make things any better.

‘No, Gavin, please! Don’t do this to me! What did I do to you? I-I never told anyone, please! I never told anyone what you did to me! I know I’m not what you want me to be. I know I’m not enough for you. But please, I didn’t do anything! I just tried to be your friend, please, stop. Gavin. No! You are killing me. Stop. Please.’

‘Goddamnit, this thing is creepy as hell! I think we should leave it alone’, one of the thugs said and the other nodded, taking a step back. ‘I agree. It’s gonna deactivate soon anyways. Let’s just get out of here.’

Gavin would have joined them, if that was possible. He was rightfully mortified, watching his work partner hanging in his confines, whispering the words over and over again, static thick in his voice: ‘I never told anyone. I didn’t do anything. Gavin. I never told anyone. Please. Stop. I didn’t do anything.’

But it wasn’t his place to run. His hands were free for a long time now, he only had to find the strength to stand up. His knees were weak from the realisation that this android had been afraid of him for as long as they had worked together, and it had needed criminals torturing the tin-can for him to realise that. He owed the android, if only because he had ignored his warnings and let him run into this trap blindly.

In a soupçon of determination, he wiggled free and stood up. He scurried over to the android and let himself fall on his knees next to him. He used the knife the thugs had left behind to cut the rope, all the while muttering: ‘Everything will be fine, Nines, listen. Everything is fine. See? It stopped. I’ll get you out of here. Just hold on. Stay with me, okay? We’ll get out of here.’ He got more and more desperate to cut the thick rope. They had done a far better job on binding the android than him. But Gavin was thankful for that mistake. ‘Nines, it will be fine, you hear me? It will be alright again, stay with me. I will change, okay? I don’t know what has you so scared but shit, I will try to be better. I promise you. We’ll get out of here and then you will kick my ass for being such an asshole, okay? We’ll get you back in order, I swear. I phcking swear!’

Finally, the rope gave in and the android plopped to the ground. Apparently, that had pulled him from his trance and the android was lucid for a few moments. He looked up at Gavin, pain evident on his face. His LLED was impossibly dark, near to no colour left in it. ‘Don’t… Touch… Me…’, he struggled to whisper just before he deactivated.

Gavin winced at the words cutting deep. But still he looked at the lifeless android. ‘No can do, tin-can. I’ll get you out of here.’

[>next part]

[imagine-a-killingharmony]

Pregame Cast Time

Here's maybe a difficult request but I know you can do it! Can you do head cannons for the pregame v3 cast with a s/o. If you cant do that it's ok. Please and thank you plus I love your stuff.

I usually don’t do the pregame cast, nor do I really allow entire cast asks so I’ll just ask if you ask for the rest of the cast I didn’t do in another post for later, I’ll do the male cast first?

Honestly I’m surprised y’all are into my weird pregame headcannons, but I’m all in.

-Mod Pregame Shuichi

Kiibo

(His AI hasn’t fully been made quite yet, Team Danganronpa’s keeping him as the audience surrogate but before they do so, they let their robot travel to school to try to learn human emotions, that goes as well as you would expect...)

Kiibo was an odd student who had come towards your school one day, he never spoke like... other kids do, he spoke much more robotically, calculated, emotionless, it was quite... odd to say the least. (But he seemed lonely, so you befriended him, then he asked if you could pursue being his romantic partner!)

He’s quite fine with harming himself for your sake, he doesn’t see his own safety as high priority, saying he’s merely a spare, which you always try to counter but he’s far too good at countering otherwise, he always calls you arguing against him: “highly illogical”.

His hand feels like cold metal, freezing whenever you touch them, so he’s taken to wearing gloves, but even then you can’t help but to feel a chill.

You can tell, he’s really trying his best with this relationship, but he’s very new to being romantic... but he’s trying! He says he can’t buy you anything, nor does he enjoy to eat (thinking about it, you’ve never seen him eat...), so he often sticks to romantic affection like... pressing his lips against yours, holding your warm hand in his cold one even if his body feels like cold metal, you swear you can see him actually smile.

Kiibo never talks to his backround, nor does he ever let you come to his house, he says you would never enjoy his family, that they wouldn’t appreciate you either.

He was odd, Kiibo. But at let he would let you know with the only thing that seemed to confuse him, words of affirmation to prove he loved you ever so often...

“I love you” means a lot in this relationship!

Shuichi Saihara

(An fascinated Ultimate Fanboy of Danganronpa that seems to hate people otherwise, usually has his head tucked into a book so you REALLY wouldn’t know the kind of shit he’s into. He usually uses Danganronpa as a vent towards the weird emotions, has a thing for drafting his execution then gets all excited at the thought of death.)

Shuichi had been the one who showed you around your new school, you truly wanted to know what was under that gaze of his so you chatted with him, it wasn’t actually... pleasant at first, even though with remarks to please “go away”, but soon he found that he couldn’t make you go...! (Actually he wanted you to stay, so he asked if you could date each other.)

Shuichi was an... odd but at first, he talks casually about how your execution would be if you signed up for Danganronpa, going into a disturbing amount of detail, he... oookay, you tried setting him straight on that but he didn’t actually seem to get it?

Shuichi has warm hands, slightly hot even when you put them in yours, he says it’s because his phone usually overheats... yeah that’s understandable.

Shuichi’s way of showing romance is communication, he’s usually not one for physical affection, it’s embarrassing, he prefers if the two of you could just... sit wherever, talk about whatever with no judgement between the two of you, that’s the perfect date in his terms.

Shuichi’s mother was a odd lady, she accepted you into the family as soon as you walked into the house, begging you to take good care of him, your unsure on why the two of them didn’t talk much... but you held back your questions, it clearly made them both uncomfortable.

Shuichi doesn’t say, “I love you” to just anyone, so when he does...

It honestly feels like your flying on cloud-nine, he really only does it if he gets flirtatious or if he’s... really thankful he has something other than Danganronpa to obsess about.

Ryoma Hoshi

(An popular guy that’s pretty much amazing at anything, sports included! Super optimistic at almost anything, he’s planning to adopt a cat and kick some ass when he grows up! Gets... attaches to people easily, really attached.)

Ryoma visited the tennis club, you were the leader so he hadta’ go to you to get taught, n’... things progressed from there! He thought you were a real sweetheart so he asked you out, he was a pretty popular and really really nice guy, so how could you possibly say no?

Ryoma’s a valiant type of guy, he’s the type of guy that would calmly joke about gladly laying his life down for yours as a joke, but... you aren’t sure if he’s joking time to time, really he gets into that knight act.

Ryoma’s hands are... room-tempature, they feel small in yours but he has such a tight grip, but it’s... affectionate, really gentle just as they seem.

He would show romance any possible way he could, if you want compliments? Stellar! You look amazing today, seriously! Hanging out? Perfect! He’s already at your house with the popcorn! Kissing? Great! Your now making out, who cares where?

His house? Why would you two need to go there, ever? Ryoma dislikes his parents, much more so because their easily to... make angry so they usually depress him out (he swears it’s not like that kind of one, here check his arm!), so you’ve never actually met the folks... it’s probably for the best.

Ryoma’s the type of guy who would say “I love you” over a mic overhead to millions of people if he could, he wants to announce his love to the world! Which is you! Yeah he snuck a pick-up line in there...

He’s... one of the good people in a world like this, you know?

Kaito Momota

(A delinquent who never attends class, an avid smoker at that, and the basic definition of what to stay away from at school, he’s surprisingly a loner, a tired one at that who believes effort just isn’t worth it. Kind of... a tsundere, not like anyone can see that considering he has no other friends, unless you count the people he frequently beats up.)

How did the two of you possibly get together, well you had to ask him out, you didn’t think he was that bad... then your friends dared you on top of that, he just said: “sure” and done was done. You were dating, no regrets, nuh-huh.

Kaito jokes about using you as a human shield, you doubt he actually would, honestly you probably be using him as your weapon of mass destruction...

His hands are big in comparison to yours honestly you feel safe with his hands over yours, his are rather cold, but you hear that means they usually have a big heart...? Guess it’s an myth, has to be.

Kaito’s not one for... PDA, he seems to loathe it actually, calls it dumb too, but whenever your alone he loves doing small acts of affection, his face flushes red whenever you hug him back, then trying to push you away, it’s kind of cute...?

Kaito’s stuck with his grandparents, he’s surprisingly really nicer with them around not even grunting once, you can’t help but feel a bit surprised he’s bringing you to them instead of his real family...

He said: “I love you” once, you never let him live it down, every time you say it he feels a little part of him die on the inside.

Guess you shouldn’t completely judge a book by it’s cover, eh?

Rantaro Amami

(Getting back into school after the killing games, he’s a bit broken from his expierences but he tries to hide it off with an unusually big brother attitude. But signs of the killing game remain with how cold he can become within seconds.)

You weren’t that big of a fan of Danganronpa so you hadn’t completely understood why the rest of your class was fawning over him the minute he came into the class, he was uncomfortable so... you comforted him the two of you talked it out, became good friends, then more than that.

Rantaro’s... knightly, you could totally see him joking about him saying he’ll be your knight in shining armor... but he probably let you usurp that role if you just asked.

He feels... kind of natural when you hold his hand, normal, he treats your hand as royalty making sure he doesn’t grip too harshly.

Rantaro loves little acts to show that he cares for you, patting your head, hugging you, pressing a light kiss against your forehead, small “I love you”, little declarations of his affection.

... Rantaro doesn’t actually have a family besides a little sister, they survive on their own on funding given by Danganronpa, it takes everything you have not to pinch that little sweet girl’s cheeks...

Rantaro tells you he loves you daily, he’s a sweet guy, might be the sweetest guy you know.

You love him too, so you remember to tell him yourself that daily too.

Gonta Gokuhara

(A passionate student body president whose trying his best to make friends and keep the school in order, he had a gruff upcoming as a bad doer himself once so he really really wants to change that view about him!)

Gonta Gokuhara was the Class President of your entire class, he was scary to everybody else but you didn’t think looks mattered all that much, and gained the nerve to talk with him, you fell in love instantly when he asked if you needed assistance with your homework.

He would die for you, you actually think he would jump off a cliff if you asked nicely enough, and that’s horrifying. He truly dedicated himself to showing his passion towards this relationship, but maaybe that’s a bit too much passion?

Gonta almost crushed your hand when he took it into his own, he profusely apologized after it, so you... usually hold your hand over his, so it doesn’t get crushed...

PDA isn’t allowed on campus but otherwise it is A-OK! He truly doesn’t mind it then, but he usually just affirms his love by screaming at the top of his lungs that he loves you.

His father isn’t ever home the time you come around, then his mother passed away a while ago, he really wants you to meet the guy he just explains he’s busy a lot... you try to remind him it’s alright!

Gonta Gokuhara screams his declarations of love if you heard me before, I’m serious about it.

Your eardrums feel like their bleeding, they might start if they take anymore of a beating but it’s for love!

Kokichi Ouma

(He’s the leader of the Occult Club, he’s often bullied due to his small stature seems like a timid meek lad, but he can get creepy sometimes... Pretends to be a big evil villain when he gets afraid of his own shadow.)

An member of the Occult Club... Leader of it too, he asked you out one day while shaking like a leaf, how could you possibly refuse when he looked on the verge of tears?

Kokichi can’t actually... defend you, he looks weaker than a twig, you could easily snap his bones with a little: crack if you put a teensy weensy bit of force into it.

His hands are tiny, pale, kind of sweaty and shaky too, you had to hold them tight for them to stop trembling like crazy...

Kokichi’s a sweet guy, he’s bashful but he’s not completely embrassed to show you his love... he... um, gives you small little poems he made, complete with a small little spell that wards off evil, pretty nifty huh?

He lets you come to his house anytime you want, his parents are completely nice people, he even has eight little siblings walking around that don’t really look like him... he did a small cute routine with them, complete with a little pose. (He says they like pretending to be a gang of super bad super villains, he’s the leader of course.)

Kokichi admits he loves you, always in a stuttered weak voice, but when he finally says it he looks somewhat proud of himself...

You really don’t want to know how they’ll take the next phase of your relationship together...

Korekiyo Shinguuji

(A totally normal teenage boy with a bit of a troubled past, he’s a bit lazier than most people, somewhat chiller than most people too, probably pass being stabbed with an: “eh”. He gets sick easily, and lives with his sister.)

He just asked if you wanted to be his ‘one and only’ one day, in the middle of class without a slight change in expression, he shrugged when you asked why but... why would you refuse? He seems pretty cool, so why not? Screw it as they say.

Korekiyo? He’d probably sell you to Satan for a cornchip hadn’t he liked you, he’s on pretty rad terms with you so... he’d prefer you not die...?

... He’s got bandages wrapped all over his hands with many scars, you can feel the scars every time you intertwine your fingers, you can’t help but to wonder on how he got those...

Korekiyo probably shows love in stupid ways with engaging in stupid conversation topics with you, he likes leaning in against you and affection though, don’t get em’ wrong, he just really wants someone to talk to.

His house is completely empty anytime he brings you over besides from his older sister, she’s a pretty nice lady... they seem to have a lovely sibling bond, like nothing could break it.

Korekiyo... would literally choke than admit he loves you, that’s so cheesy thooo... if he... does admit it, that means he’s... likely sad, really sad to actually admit it.

... You should comfort him.

[pyropsychiccollector]

            Ten identification markers. They were ultimately what stood between Fairy Tail and victory. The other forces of Alvarez, while overwhelming in number, could be beaten back with enough tenacity and perseverance. The ten marked enemies on the map, however… the remaining Spriggan Shields… They still posed the most imminent threat. Natsu might have taken down two of the Spriggan Shields and Zeref in one fell swoop, but some of the most powerful commanders of the enemy army were still advancing towards Fiore and Magnolia.

            As Makarov stared at the map hologram with grim determination, Mavis floated over to his side.

            “The biggest threats right now are the forces to the East and South… Each of those armies has three Spriggan Shields assigned to them.” Mavis re-evaluated their current standing. “The Shields we know as Dimaria and Wahl are stationed in the south… Wahl was the one that nearly nailed our guild from Hargeon’s port.”

            Makarov frowned as his brow furrowed in slight concern.

            “We stationed Laxus in that group… I have every confidence he can win against Wahl, no matter how formidable that man has proven to be.” The weary Guildmaster stroked his beard. “And though we know next to nothing about Dimaria’s abilities, I hope that Erza and Kagura will be enough to defeat her.”

            Mavis continued to stare at the map with a neutral face.

            “That leaves the third Shield, who has yet to leave the ship he’s stationed on… We don’t know anything about him, so let’s move onto the Eastern front…”

            Makarov shook his head tiredly.

            “Some of the most intense fighting will be happening there… God Serena is there, as well as August, the King of Magic. We dispatched our Gods of Ishgar – we can only hope they can prevail.”

            “Apparently, the third Shield has been identified as Jacob Lessio. Some sort of assassination specialist. He might be the weakest of the three Shields on that front, as far as we know, but we shouldn’t take him lightly.” Mavis advised cautiously. Makarov could only nod his agreement.

            “That leaves Invel, leading the remains of a million soldiers to our West… Natsu chipped away at them, but they are still hundreds of thousands men strong. And then there is the remaining Shield to the North…” Makarov’s frown deepened. “We don’t know who that is, or what he or she is capable of. But as it is a Spriggan Shield, we must be ever vigilant.”

            “That leaves Ajeel, who Erza defeated.” Mavis finished off the analysis. “He remains at large, but we captured the other one that stepped into Magnolia… Brandish.”

            “Nine of Alvarez’s elite is still a tall order to meet… Yet there is no choice but to win. For my children, who are fighting with all their hearts. For our allied guilds, who have no stake in this fight except to defend Ishgar. For Natsu, who foolishly threw his life away to give us this chance…” At this point, tears were streaming down Makarov’s face, anew. No matter how long he took to try and process that loss, it filled him with sorrow to no end. “We must win. So long as the enemy keeps advancing, we will fight back.”

            At this heartfelt declaration, Mavis could only stare down at the floor with a blank expression. True, the loss of the Dragon Slayer saddened her as well... But not as much as she would have liked. Mavis knew this was the result of being afflicted with Ankhseram’s Curse… And she could do nothing about it.

            Suddenly, Warren ran up to the two Guildmasters with an alarmed expression.

            “Laxus initiated the fight with Wahl of the Spriggan Shields!”

            Makarov clenched his fists in frustration as he stared listlessly at the map.

            “Just don’t fly off the handle, Laxus… I couldn’t bear to lose you, too…” Makarov sighed with exhaustion, feeling every bit the brittle and old man that he truly was.

            ~*~

            Laxus grunted as he was smashed through another wall. Now that he’d had some time fighting this guy, he could definitely say this machine trumped the doll that he’d sent to try and bring down the barrier around Magnolia… Wahl had barely been showing the extent of his abilities, back then. The bastard had even taken on a new form no one from Ishgar had seen yet, reverting to a more appropriate stiff robotic personality.

            The Dragon Slayer got up in time to dodge the robot from stomping down on his previous position, leaving a sizeable crater in its wake. The machine then proceeded to raise its arm and fire off a volley of shots that Laxus managed to dodge by taking to lightning bolt form. But just as he got in range to punch Wahl, he got punched instead, hurtling back with the force of a meteor.

            The result was many more ravaged buildings… But it was a minimum price to pay, for going up against Alvarez’s elite.

            ‘Damnit… How the hell am I going to beat this guy?! He runs on electricity, and he can’t affect me with lightning attacks! A stalemate!’ The blond breathed raggedly as he moved around in the rubble, keeping an eye out for where Wahl would be coming from next. He wasn’t too surprised Wahl had stayed pretty much where he was, and opted to attack from a distance. A tall, intimidating gun had manifested on his back, and he was firing Magical blasts with his arms as well.

            “Now pierce ‘em…!” Wahl bellowed, firing off the devastating railgun on his back in tandem with the smaller barrage of attacks fired from his arms.

            Laxus avoided them easily enough by taking lightning bolt form again and steadily making his way over to the robot before savagely kicking him hard enough to make the robot sprawl out on his back and smash the railgun to bits.

            “Grr… Target has exceeded estimated time for elimination…” Wahl muttered to himself. He glared at the Dragon Slayer, who was stalking toward him with a murderous expression. But then abruptly, Laxus wavered in his stride, and collapsed to the ground painfully and coughing violently. To that, Wahl could only exude an aura of arrogance. “Hah… It seems the Magical Barrier Particles in your system have reached their peak stage. Soon you won’t be able to move, and breathing will become painful.”

            Laxus gritted his teeth as his body continued to fail him. His arms collapsed under him, and he was now flat on the ground, at Wahl’s mercy. The robot’s analysis was completely on the mark. He was a sitting duck, and he needed to get up and move… but… nothing was working. His whole body shook in agony as he attempted to move, but that was the most he could accomplish – he couldn’t even lift his face from the dirt.

            And as Wahl rambled on about putting him out of his misery, Laxus could only inwardly reflect on everything. He wondered if this would be the end for him…

            ‘The only reason I came back here… was to protect the guild…!’ Laxus gnashed his teeth as his face remained planted in the dirt. ‘It’s been around for 100 years already… and I can’t even beat a friggin’ machine? Natsu, wherever you are now, you’re probably laughin’ your ass off… You took down the leader of Alvarez, the boogeyman of the world of Magic, and I can’t even demolish one little psychotic toy soldier… I’m pathetic for groveling like this…!’

            A wellspring of new determination surged up through the Lightning Dragon Slayer. He recalled a talk he had with Mavis about his ancestor, Yuri. At the time, he denied being anything like that man at all. Mavis painted him to be a hero, who would do anything for his friends… go to Hell and back for them. And all Laxus could do was think about his past sins, trying to takeover the guild. He was nothing like Yuri.

            … But… Only now, in this moment, he finally realized that’s what he’s wanted to do for so long. And now it’s what he needed to do!

            ‘Like hell I’m gonna let you upstage me, damn Pyro…’ He lifted his arm with great frustration, and with his pointer finger carved out a line while channeling Magic power through it. ‘You got your dumb ass killed, wiping out our greatest enemy… I’ll never forgive you for leaving us in that way. But I’ll be damned if I let the guild go unprotected because you’re no longer here!!!’

            Wahl tensed up as an Enchantment suddenly encircled the two of them. He temporarily stalled firing his Etherion Cannon.

            “An enchantment?! Since when did something like this appear…!”

            Laxus slowly got up on one knee.

            “Got it straight from Freed… and in this Enchantment…” Before Laxus could finish, however, Wahl cut him off.

            “You fool…! Did you forget already?! Enchantments don’t work on me! Is that the best you can do?” Wahl sneered at his efforts. But Laxus wasn’t deterred this time, even as Wahl cancelled out the Magical Barrier particles.

            “Thanks a lot, Freed… There’s no Wizard alive that could break your Spells… And even if there was…” Laxus grinned cockily at Wahl, standing up to his full height. “He or she would have to neutralize the Magical Barrier Particles completely… meaning he or she would be my ‘cure’…”

            It was now dawning on the robot what it had just done.

            “Sh… Shit!!!” Wahl cursed as he convulsed suddenly. “DAMN YOOOUUU!!! Personality settings error! Personality settings error!”

            Laxus’s feral grin widened as he then surged towards Wahl, lightning crackling all over his body.

            “It’s rude to bite the hand that feeds you… But you took out one of my friends!!”

            Wahl regained some composure as he cackled madly.

            “Thunder doesn’t work!! You’re helpless!! There’s nothing you can do now!!” Wahl resumed charging up his Etherion Cannon, and Laxus kept steady on his course towards the machine.

            “Yeah, well, I’m not giving you my life so easily, either!!!” Laxus slammed into Wahl with a super-charged fist into its chest, which earned a sneer from the robot.

            “Like that would work…” The robot quickly changed its tune, as Laxus’s lightning took on a dark red tinge. “What…!! What’s that reddish dark thunder?! I can’t seem to analyze it!”

            “Raiko…! RED LIGHTNING!!!” Laxus bellowed, managing to pierce Wahl violently enough to tear off large chunks of the robot’s body – to the point that Wahl was decapitated, and there was no room for doubt that the robot was dead. Laxus breathed heavily as he surveyed his destructive work; Wahl was nothing but scraps now, his face forever froze in a tortured, soundless scream.

            ‘I did it, Gramps… Natsu… That’s a win for Fairy Tail!’ Laxus slumped on the ground in exhaustion. He’d get back into the fray after he recuperated a little… Being poisoned by Magical Barrier Particles for so long, and then having them essentially removed, it really took a toll on a man.

            No one would begrudge him a quick power nap.

            ~*~

            Meanwhile, on the Northern battlefront, a much more lenient battle was being waged, in terms of difficulty. Between Blue Pegasus, Sabertooth, and Fairy Tail’s representatives, they were easily taking down the forces that were now without leaders. The remaining Spriggan Shield wasn’t even anywhere to be seen.

            Gajeel sneered and let himself have a good chuckle.

            “Things are goin’ almost too good… I’ll bet we’ll have the Northern front cleared up before they get through defendin’ the South!”

            Beside the Iron Dragon Slayer, Levy punched his arm sourly.

            “Don’t get cocky! Once the Spriggan Shield shows up, we’re depending on you to take them down!” The bluenette huffed. She placed her hands on her hips as she glared up at him. “And anyway, how can you still be laughing?! From what Warren said…!”

            It was now Gajeel’s turn to huff.

            “Listen, shrimp. I heard the same thing like everyone else. But if we sit stewin’ over what we lost, we’re gonna get massacred! We gotta get these clowns out of our backyard before we can even think about yellin’ at Flamebrain for getting himself killed!”

            Fresh tears spilled from Levy’s eyes as her glare grew harsher.

            “Is that what you’re really going to do?! Yell at him?! You’re never going to cry over him, are you?”

            To his credit, Gajeel didn’t even take one step back from the heated accusation Levy was throwing at him. He wrinkled his nose in distaste.

            “Why would I cry over that moron? He was probably too stupid to live.” He grimaced as Levy threw her hands up in the air and stormed off, obviously upset with how cold he was being. The eater of iron ran a hand through his hair in slight exasperation. “Sorry, shrimp…”

            He was being prickly… and probably more than a little frosty. But someone had to stand up and be a wall of unbending iron. Too many would be crying their heart out. And he wasn’t exactly Salamander’s buddy to begin with…

            Gajeel dipped his head as he clenched his fists in pent-up frustration.

            How dare that numbskull get himself killed before they could settle the score? The whole reason he was in Fairy Tail was because that Pyro kicked his ass…

            Gajeel’s ears pricked up as he heard a faint sob nearby. Grimacing, he steeled his features for what he thought would be a confrontation with Levy… Only as he passed by a few trees, his eyes fell on the form of Fairy Tail’s resident Demon, leaning against a tree and cradling one of her arms, face downcast as she stared listlessly at the snow-covered grass.

            “If it’s not one thing, it’s another…” Gajeel sighed and got a crick out of his neck before ambling over. “You, too, huh?”

            Mira didn’t say anything at first. But when she did, a small, sad smile graced her lips.

            “I heard you and Levy… You’re trying to be strong for her, too.”

            At the sad, kind smile shown his way, Gajeel could only growl in denial.

            “Dunno what you’re talkin’ about… I ain’t gonna miss that moron. It’ll be a lot better without him around!”

            Mira’s expression never wavered, much to Gajeel’s displeasure.

            ‘Stinkin’ know-it-all…’ The iron eater griped in his head.

            “I know because I’m doing the same…” Mira murmured softly, eyes panning back down to the snow. “Lisanna’s beside herself. Elfman’s pulling the tough guy act, like you are, but he’s not as good at hiding his emotions as you are right now… If I don’t hold myself together, we might lose more than Natsu. And my heart… can’t take that. Natsu’s too much as it is.”

            Gajeel scratched the back of his head awkwardly.

"Uh, yeah... Could tell you had a soft spot for..."

"I loved him."

Gajeel proceeded to look like he'd scarfed a lump of coal instead of iron.

"Really?! You're really going there!"

Mira just smiled at Gajeel's flustered state, too caught up in her own emotions. She stared up at the sky fondly.

"But he always had Lisanna and Erza around, so I had no right to usurp their bonds." Mira continued, disregarding Gajeel's attempts to gain her attention. "Heck, Lisanna came back from the dead! No way I could top that."

Gajeel fell silent as he knew he had no choice but to allow Demon Mirajane to let it all out... Or he'd probably get his ass kicked...

"Unfortunately, I don't think Natsu's gonna pull the same thing off... He's gone, and there's nothing I can do about it. He saved us. So many times. And I can't repay him for everything now... It's not fair, but I have to remain strong for them. Because I'm the oldest, and it's my responsibility to look out for them."

"..." Gajeel couldn't say anything, in the face of such raw emotion.

"I have to watch out for everyone else, too, of course. Everyone in the guild. They're going to feel lost, once we get through this and return home." Mira lightly pushed herself away from the tree she was leaning on and walked in the opposite direction Gajeel was facing, only pausing as she stood beside him. "If you ever need to vent, I'll listen. Don't try to shoulder everything yourself."

With a ghost of a smile tugging at her lips, Mira began to walk off. But Gajeel's voice stopped her a second time.

"Oi! That goes double for you, alright? I'm not the best at advice, but I can listen!"

Gajeel heard the small giggle she let out in response to his declaration.

"You're such a gentleman, Gajeel~..."

... But he missed the lone tear trailing down her cheek.

~*~

Author's Note: Been a year and a half since I dabbled with the idea of Natsu's attack connecting with Zeref, and the world that endured after his death... Figured I'd write some more of it. Kinda fun to muse about.

[untoten-fuchs]

Long-ass Post

MS I want Gunpla of, in no particular order

Some of these have hope for a proper release some day, some of these probably don't. By "proper" I mean at least an HG. Technically there’s no reason why any of these couldn’t get a proper kit eventually but it’s really in the hands of Bandai. I'll give my personal reasoning for my want of the MS and why it may or may not get a kit at this point. Spoilers maybe, grouped by universe, has images of each MS. Using a “read more” so I don’t long-post all of my followers.

Universal Century

Den’an Zon/Gei

The grunt suits of the Crossbone Vanguard from F91. They’re well armed and just look bad-ass. Considering the Zon did get an old NG 1/100, there’s a chance we could see at least one of these in the future.

Heavygun

The Federation’s grunt suit during F91. It’s really just a decent evolution of the GM. Like the Zon, this also received an old 1/100 but those certainly don’t do these designs justice.

Ga-Zowmn

A design from Axis during ZZ, the Ga-Zowmn has a good spread of weapons and a look that’s really grown on me, looking back at ZZ. It’s only obvious weapon is the beam cannon called “Hyper Knuckle Buster”. It also carries 9 missiles in each of the shoulder binders, an 80mm vulcan gun in each forearm, and a beam saber in each forearm that function as beam guns when stored. I don’t really have my hopes up for a modern kit (there’s an ‘86 1/144) of this being as obscure as it is, really only being seen in a few episodes of ZZ, Unicorn manga, and apparently the OVA. Still, the Guncannon Detector just got an RE/100 and its only animated appearance was doing okay then getting obliterated by a Dom derivative. There’s a chance.

Gaza-D

The reliable, heavily armed version of the Gaza-C and predecessor of the Ga-Zowmn. In addition to its own Knuckle Buster, pair of beam sabers, and weaker fixed twin beam guns, this thing has 36 missiles. THAT’S A LOT. I’m not sure if I’d expect a new kit of this or not. The Gaza-C did get a couple HGs in ‘06 and a Sleeves version in ‘13 in the P-Bandai Unicorn triple set. Considering how similar they are I don’t see why this wouldn’t get a kit, it just hasn’t yet.

Gallus-J/K

The original variant, J, was a not-so-mass-produced MS from Axis for urban environments. The K variant 180°s into an artillery focus. Neither version got much screen time nor did they leave a lasting impression, personally. Still, this is another case of looking back and going, “Damn, that’s actually really cool.” Honestly not much to say about why I like them other than that they look cool. Maybe a rewatch of ZZ will change that. I’m not sure about this one getting a good kit. The Gallus-J does have an 80′s 1/144 and the K participates in Unicorn, so maybe it’ll be another obscure surprise like the Guncannon Detector.

Gustav Karl

THICC JEGAN... basically. It’s a limited-production MS that accomplished nothing more than getting its arm cut off for the duration of being animated. It may not have sucked as much in the novels it appears in but I don’t read much. In any case, it’s an imposing design that could probably rip a Geara Zulu in half given the chance. I like to think of it as a Federation-styled Geara Doga with a reactor that’s got 60% more output. As with others here, it being animated in Unicorn offers a glimmer of hope but this thing has nothing but bootleg kits at the time of writing this.

Gun-EZ/Gunblaster

A mass-production MS based on a semi-mass-production Gundam. They get a good amount of screen time throughout Victory’s full 51 episodes and are initially piloted but a great group of gals. This is probably my favorite MS from Victory. It looks good, kicks ass, and doesn’t look like a damn bug or tire. This would probably be a breeze for Bandai to make considering it could easily use the Victory Gundam itself as a starting point for the kit and there’s 1/144s of both the EZ and Blaster on top of a 1/100 Blaster. It’s just up to them to do it, with the Victory Gundam and Victory 2 Gundam even getting new HGs a few years ago.

Post-Disaster

Garm Rodi

A Rodi-frame MS used by some scummy shitlord pirates that picked the wrong fight. It didn’t appear for more than an episode or two having some okay fights but it’s my favorite Rodi-frame variant, aesthetically speaking. There’s also a distinct similarity to 5th gen Armored Cores and boiiiiiiii do I love me some Armored Core. Considering we got everything from IBO basically the second they showed up but this still got nothing, I don’t have much hope for this one. I wouldn’t imagine it would be too difficult as IBO HGs do actually use mostly complete frames and this one uses the Man Rodi’s. Plausible but unlikely now.

Gilda

A Hexa-frame MS that’s a little switched up from the Hugo to be more normal. Cockpit is moved from the head to the backpack, losing the swords. The legs are the more traditionally bipedal kind instead of the reverse-joint with claw feet. Hard to say why I like this other than that I like IBO’s general MS aesthetic. Similar to the Garm Rodi, this uses the frame of a pre-existing kit. Also plausible but unlikely.

After Colony

Leo

The classic grunt suit from Wing and toned-down, mass-produced evolution of the Tallgeese. A good utilitarian design with some of the cooler ballistic weapons in all the Gundam metaverse. It’s honestly surprising that this still doesn’t have a modern kit being very visible and participating in a lot of Wing, even being used effectively by at least one of the Gundam pilots. The Leo has gotten an EXCESSIVE amount of love in the Robot Damashii line a few years ago too. Seriously, what’s the deal, Bandai?

Aries

That other grunt suit from Wing that’s actually kind of terrible compared to every other in-universe MS. As awful as it might’ve been, it’s still a pretty cool design that does exactly what it looks like it’s supposed to do. As much as I like it, I don’t see much of a reason for Bandai to make a kit of this for any other reasons beyond completion’s sake and that they could. It also got a couple Robot Damashii releases. So, maybe but highly unlikely.

Maganac (Customs)

An in-house design used by the middle-eastern freedom fighters, the Maganac Corps. Pictured first is the original Wing mass-produced version, below that is the Rashid Custom from EW. These suits do get some screen time, the EW versions are really cool, and the various customs switch it up a bit. One of them features a big “fuck you” arm and I think that’s great. Being as visually interesting as they are and having multiple customs animated gives a lot of options for kits. I’d like an EW one but I’m not getting my hopes up on these.

Taurus

The Aries, but actually useful against other MS and functions in space. It’s sleek and pointy. Not much more to it than that, personally. This probably has a slightly higher chance for a kit than the Aries does because it’s actually plot relevant and a serious threat.

Vayeate/Mercurius

Tag team MS that might suplex you if that was actually effective in space. Not really, but they could melt a Gundam if they hit one and block return fire. I don’t remember how the fights with these guys turned out but I’m sure they were pretty deadly and I dig their shared base design. It’d honestly be really cool to see these get new kits, maybe even a P-Bandai twin pack if they wanted.

Virgo (II)

FUUUUUU... SION... HA! Oh look, OZ forced those very cartoony scientists to make the Vayeate and Mercurius one MS. It’s 3:49am so I’ll be very plain here, I want these because these just look like beefcaked Leos with real shoulder armor and articulated heads. Like the Taurus and the V/M twins, they’re both important and deadly. I’d like a kit and they’d probably sell better than the other Wing stuff I’ve listed except maybe the Leo itself because classic grunt.

Future Century

Death Army/Beast

Important note first: as with many MS from G Gundam, names were either completely changed or toned down for American audiences. For these, “Dark” replaces “Death”.Generic bad guy MS from the single-most ridiculous and extra Gundam universe and obligatory zaku-like. That said, it’s what I grew up with and damn right that means the dub on Cartoon Network. I’d even go into my backyard and pretend to beat the shit out of these things way back when. I like them because they fit well into G Gundam as mostly mindless drones to be obliterated en masse, though they put up a “good” fight against normal MS. These are probably the only non-gundam types from G-Gundam that would stand any real chance of getting a kit. If nothing else, they’d make a great kit to use for battle scenes. Will Bandai do it? Maybe but probably not. There’s a lot of different versions of these customized for certain environments in a very extra fashion, so there’d be a chance for P-Bandai... granted I don’t know anyone that would actually buy P-Bandai variants of these. Touching on the variants, they have great names like “Death Birdie”, “Death Dragon”, “Death Navy”, and “Death Master”.

(No)Busshi

(Top: Busshi; Bottom: Nobusshi)

The general-use MS of Neo Japan that also fit the bill of being obligatory zaku-likes and gm-likes. As such, these guys also get trashed but are at one point rallied into an effective-ish group. I wouldn’t call these great nor all that important but they did serve the aforementioned roles which is enough for me to want them to get a kit. However, these two have a much smaller chance at one than the Death dudes.

Gundam Heaven’s Sword

A better representation of G Gundam’s taste for “extra”. It appears late in the series and since my current rewatch is on hold, I don’t remember it all that well and is something I came across on the wiki while working on the Death stuff. Regardless, it’s honestly pretty fucking cool. I’d buy it but I have some strong doubt this will get anything more than the action figures it had 15 years ago. Off to find more obscure G Gundam shit I’ve forgotten!

Alright there wasn’t anything else I was really wanting... so on to the next timeline!

After War

Bertigo

A great twist on the classic Qubeley and deadly with good looks. Appearing at several points in AWGX and piloted by an important character makes this a memorable machine. I honestly dig it more than the Qubeley. I know AWGX generally got no gunpla love anyway beyond the protag Gundams, but this should’ve at least made it. I’d say it’s unique and important enough but with AWGX’s obscurity even among Gundam fans, it may not stand a chance for a kit.

Jenice/Septem/Octape

The AWGX incarnations of the Zaku, Dom, and Gelgoog. The Jenice themselves are quite prolific throughout the series with very “homemade” style customs common too. I don’t recall the Septem getting as much screen time but it’s still cool in my book. Same goes for the Octape. Not a whole lot to say about these beyond them looking cool, and with that I don’t see much of a chance for them to get a kit either.

GT/W/X-Bits

Companion MS to the gundams they’re respectively based on and new angle on the “bit” concept. There’s just something I like about mass-produced versions of things that are unique but still retaining the important feature. Technically they aren’t mass-produced and may not even be pilotable out of the factory, but there’s certainly more of these than the gundams themselves. Why is that? They’re controlled by a gundam pilot’s newtype brain waves, like the classic bits and funnels, except these are whole mobile suits! Cool stuff, would like kits of because they could work for AWGX dioramas even if I wouldn’t make any probably. Not much hope though, AWGX is obscure and unique, prototype, one-off, protag MS get priority anyway.

Cosmic Era

Windam

Described as Seed’s Jegan, the Windam is a proper evolution of the Daggers. I find this much more visually appealing than the old Daggers, more complex but not excessively so. It appears often in Destiny and is even piloted by a Char clone. I really don’t understand why this didn’t get anything, it’s one of the very few designs in all of Seed that never got any kind of kit, lumped in with basically every aquatic non-gundam Seed MS. I get they were a bit special, but even the DOM Trooper got a kit with not even half as much screen time! I am kinda butt-hurt over this one and it’s one of the MS that made me start this list in the first place. Bandai pls.

GuAIZ ( R )

Seed’s Gelgoog analogue and just generally bad-ass looking MS. It’s a nice step up from the GINN in every way while not yet grabbing out of universe like the ZAKU. As much as I love the CGUE, the GuAIZ is probably my favorite ZAFT MS. Only the original GuAIZ got a kit of any kind, being an old NG 1/144. For some reason, the CGUE got a R0x kit and this didn’t along with any Dagger variant. Really don’t understand Bandai sometimes. Shrug

BABI

A Hambrabi-like! Who would’ve guessed one would exist?... No one, absolutely no one. I felt the need to put this on here because it’s kinda weird, but it kinda works, with lots of dakka, and it transforms. I don’t have better words for this, especially not at 3:31am. It honestly just seems like a fun design and with Bandai’s quality these days this could actually not suck as a kit. I can’t say I’d expect this to ever get one but as always, it’s plausible.

Regild Century

Wuxia

The first of many G Reco MS that never got a kit. A grunt type that didn’t get completely thrashed and actually put up a good fight. Honestly, aside from looking generally cool in the typically eccentric Regild Century, I will always remember this MS as the one that actually fucking suplexed another MS and got beat down DBZ style. Neither of those are a joke and I would absolutely buy a kit of this to point at it and say it canonically suplexed another mecha. I would love a kit of this but its fate may already be sealed. Plausible but unlikely. Must make diorama featuring this wrestling if it happens.

Hecate

One of the more coherently designed MS from G Reco. Its face isn’t particularly intimidating but that gun sure is. Y’know why? That extra part under the barrel? IT’S A BEAM SCYTHE! Would be cool to have and it’s unique enough it’d be a challenge to just custom make one. Not sure why Bandai chose to skip this one honestly. Might, might not.

Trinity

You ever see anything like it? It’s one of the last MS introduced during G Reco and shares the same fate as about half of the later MS, not getting a kit :(. It’s bulky in the right places and the head design is outstanding. Being a one-of-a-kind MS, it does get some action and participates in the final battle. If we got one last G Reco kit, I would choose this. Might have a better chance than the Hecate at a kit but with the show’s place it’s unlikely.

(El)Moran

(Top: Moran; Bottom: Elmoran)

While the Moran isn’t all that special, it’s still a decent mecha with a styling and coloring that’s almost out of place in G Reco. The Elmoran fits a bit better and is just a bit more cool, even with the reminiscent aspects of Zanscare MS from Victory Gundam. Only seen in the later half of G Reco and being grunt types, these really didn’t get a chance for a kit. I’d like one but I’m not getting my hopes up.

Z’Gocky

A prototype amphibious MS from G Reco that’s a clear homage to the old Z’Gok. This may be my favorite amphibious MS that doesn’t reuse another frame. It’s reasonably proportioned, well armed, and not too flashy. I’m almost surprised this one didn’t get a kit, being such a solid design that pays tribute to a truly classic MS. Would definitely like one but it shares its chances with the kitless half of G Reco’s MS roster.

Anno Domini

Realdo/Hellion

Predecessors to the Flag and Enact, respectively, these are the immediately outdated grunt suits of 00. Despite that, they are seen throughout the series even though the season 2 is roughly 5 years after the first. As much as I may like these, odds are these two will never get kits. I wouldn’t doubt it if kit work for these was almost immediately canned when the Flag and Enact were going to be put in. They exist in 00 because they are necessary and as such never truly standout as a serious MS. I like them but I have no real hope for them. Only thing that could save these is some build-fighter custom.

Flag Shell Type

A ground combat variant of the Flag. It’s decently up-armored but not ridiculously so and comes with a fair bit of new equipment from rockets to smoke launchers. I already like the Flag but the extra armor is a nice bonus. While it’d be an easy kit for Bandai to do, it’s past its chance probably.

Throne Varanus

A small twist on the Thrones with a little bit of GN-X. Canonically, it’s the technological culmination of the Thrones and test bed for the GN-Xs. I liked the Throne Gundams to begin with but the coloring and extra visual complexity of the illustration really make this something special. I feel like if this got animated, I’m 100% sure it would’ve gotten a kit. Maybe I’ll make it a personal project if I develop some real nice gunpla skills. It’s a manga MSV not used by a protag so I wouldn’t have a whole lot of hope for this. Still, would buy it if it ever does happen though.

And that’s it! I might’ve had more but I don’t really get into the mangas at all, the Varanus only making it because the 00 section of the wiki’s pretty well-loved. By that I mean there’s actually more than two sentences about obscure stuff. Sorry for the very inconsistent writing, it’s been a real long time since I’ve done this much writing at all, and this may be my first time doing something like this so I don’t words good yet.

[theofficialautisticgamer]

To Hell and Back A "Doom (2016) Review" Played on PC Beat in 5 Hours, 22 Minutes, 6 Seconds Review by The Autistic Gamer (Michael) PROS AND CONS DOWN AT THE BOTTOM This is the definition of an overhyped game. I was unfortunately part of the huge hype train when Doom (Now implanted in our brains as Doom 2016) was announced. A True Successor to Doom 1 and 2 and Final Doom, the game was met was overhwelming praise and many calling it one of the best old school FPS Games EVER. However, I would say that's bullshit. Doom 2016 is a good game, don't get me wrong, I don't hate it by any means, but this mentality that it's better than Doom 3, a shooter inspired by Half-Life while still being Doom is true? I don't think so. The thing that made Doom 3 one of the best shooters ever was it's groundbreaking new version of the ID Tech engine that was mindblowing using dynamic shadows and lighting making for an eerie atmospheric game that is unforgettable with some of the best gameplay imaginable. Doom 2016 doesn't do anything revolutionary with it's new updated ID Tech Engine. It looks better than RAGE, don't get me wrong, but the entire point of ID Tech was to push the limits of gaming. How is this pushing the limits of gaming? I don't think it even is. So what is Doom 2016 improving? While, I wouldn't say improving, but it refines what made Doom 1 and 2 great classics. That becomes a contradication of itself throughout unfortunately. Basically, each level consists of Doomguy (Who is now pointlessly named Doom Slayer) trying to eliminate the threat of demons in the UAC Mars Research Facility. He goes from trying to cool down some reactors, to destroying a dangerous hell energy, to going to hell and back and fighting many bosses throughout. Doomguy's weapons are what you would expect, a pistol, a shotgun and super shotgun, plasma rifle, chaingun, rocket launcher, of course, who can forget the BFG (Or the Big Fucking Gun as Dwayne Johnson put it in the Doom 2005 movie?) But there are some new weapons as well, mainly the Gauss Cannon and Light Machine Gun/Heavy Assault Rifle. The Heavy Assault Rifle is ass and gets replaced with the chaingun later due to it being much more reliable. The Gauss Cannon however, was the big surprise of the game. It's super fun to use in most cases. Doomguy also has a progression system. Now, he can use suit tokens for his Preator Suit (Which is a stupid name, why not just call it the armor or space armor?) to upgrade a bunch of things, he can find robots carrying weapon upgrades that change how weapons work and of course, Argent Energy Balls that upgrade Health, Ammo and Armor. This works out pretty well for the most part and I really enjoyed getting more ammo along the way. The Chainsaw is also back, but here is the difference. In Doom 1 and 2, it was useless to me, the purpose was just to kill Pinky demons. That's it. Doom 3 had you using it to get out of corners before the enemies gang banged you to death, here, it's a gas fueled chainsaw that is a ammo drop machine. Basically, use it on small enemies, the less gas it uses, this also is part of the ammo upgrade system as you get more gas later on. There are also a bunch of secrets to discover like hidden throwback levels like Underhalls and Live Moving Models of Enemies throughout the game. Super Turbo Turkey Puncher 3 from Doom 3 also makes an appearance which is great and one of the highlights. There are also easter eggs to be found including one of the Dragonborn from Skyrim. So all together, this comes to a highly frantic action gameplay which is very good. There is much more of a challenge to the game than Doom 3 as the enemies are unpredictable. Enemies include Possessed, Imps, Pinky Demons, Revenants, Hell Knights, Barons of Hell, Soldiers, Lost Souls, Mancubus bosses including Spider Mastermind and Cyberdemons, and a new boss called Hell Guards and new enemies like Cyber Mancubus and Summoners (WHICH I ABSOLUTELY HATE) but gone are Arch Viles and Pain Elementals and Chaingunners. Also, power ups are back like Berserk and Quad Damage. Glory Kills are one thing I forgot to mention and this is where we will start getting into the negatives of the game. Basically, these Glory Kills can be performed to get more health and a tiny bit of ammo in gruesome ways, but the problem is because there are a limited amount of ways to kill demons, you'll be seeing the same Glory Kills over and over and which gets incredibly tiring and redundant. The boss difficulty is also a problem. Boss Fights should at least get progressively harder and harder. challenging, hard as ass and then a total pushover. The Cyberdemon fight was perfect, but the Hell Guards sucked ass and were totally cheap and then the Spider Mastermind was too easy. If the bosses were actually balanced, this would make for some fun challenges. The story is my biggest problem. Doom should not have much of a story, it should just throw you into the action and keep going and never stop. But somehow, ID Thought that throwing unskippable in game cutscenes that last way too long would be a totally okay idea. It's not. The beginning is a good example of this, you kill three possessed after getting out of chains, you put on the space armor and then a 90 Second unskippable cutscene occurs that you can't skip. The point? To show a satellite is off. Another good point is in the third level the Foundry, where the main villain of the game, Olivia Pierce, (Who is incredibly useless and is barely in the game and is a stupid villain) tries to prepare a portal to hell. All you needed was for VEGA to say that Olivia Pierce is fucking something up and you need to stop her. THAT'S IT. What Happens instead? A two minute unskippable cutscene of her preparing a hell portal then walking..... super..... duper.... slowly.... out the door. Don't even get me on when you go into Samuel Hayden's office, it's another two minute unskippable self monologue he does and is incredibly annoying. This shouldn't be happening in a Doom game. Doom is about being awesome and splattering demons into thick red paste. "BUT MICHAEL. HOW CAN YOU DEFEND DOOM 3 WHEN IT HAS THE SAME PROBLEMS!?!" You bellow. Because while Doom 3 is still technically a Doom game, it takes many other story elements and gameplay inspirations from mainly Half-Life. So the story was a bigger part of Doom 3 because it was inspired by Half-Life and it's expansions. Plus, Doom 3's story is campy, fun and compelling while Doom 2016's is boring, unnecessary and not fleshed out. Also, Doom 2016 tries to be like Doom 1 and 2 but keeps on ruining that promise with horrid amounts of story and in game cutscenes. So yeah, the story in Doom 2016 kind of sucks, it's just ripping off the story from The Lost Mission expansion from Doom 3, you have to shut down a teleporter and kill a shit ton of demons. There is some stuff about a artifact here and there, but overall it's nothing special. Also, compare Olivia Pierce to Dr. Betruger. Betruger was a menacing villain who cackled evilly and was a total insane man who wanted nothing more than for all of Mars and Earth to suffer, Elliot Swan and Jack Campbell coming to Mars to investigate pushed his buttons so hard that he said fuck it, and went completely batshit crazy and started a portal to hell. He was a fun villain and one of the most memorable parts of the game. Olivia Pierce? Her motive seems to be becoming a cult leader because she doesn't like Samuel Hayden. That's it. Also, you don't see her at all again after the fifth mission is over until the very end of the game. Also, what does opening another portal to hell benefit for you? What? Are you just going to ruin the UAC even more by opening another portal to hell? What the hell is her motive? But there is one shining light in this beacon of a dark story. Samuel Hayden. The over seven foot tall robot man is incredibly interesting to look at character wise, but he has some of the best moments in the game. He wants the best for Earth, but Doomguy's awesomeness ruins that, so in the end, he has to send Doomguy away to try and fix his own problems. He isn't a good guy or a villain, he is just some person trying to do his job as the head of a huge base. And that my friends, is all I have to say. Doom 2016 is a very good revival of the Doom 1 and 2 formula, with classic throwbacks, great weapons, awesome hell levels, some decent music (Although Iron Maiden or Dream Theater is more appropriate listening for this game), highly frantic action and is a good challenge throughout. I recommend it to people who liked the older Doom Games. 8.2/10 PROS: -Highly Frantic Action Throughout -Better Challenge than Doom 3 -Samuel Hayden is very memorable -Great Weapons that feel good to use -Lots of gore and blood for a Doom game -Lots of Secrets -Good Progression System -Decent Music -Callbacks to previous Doom games -Good Length for the campaign NEUTRALS: -Story is just borrowing from The Lost Mission CONS: -Story feels the need to stop dead in it's tracks with unskippable in game cutscenes -Boss Difficulty is all over the place -Olivia Pierce is a stupid villain

[sburbian-sage]

Prospitians and Dersites

A small list of all those cute carapacians and what role they have.

Artillery Deputy/Ace Dick/Angelic Dude

Alignment: Prospit

A short stout Prospitian, and one of the 3 agents for the golden planet. He, like the others, is willing to jump into action, and does a damn fine job of it, but is rather peculiar. He is very strong, but has an incredibly poor imagination and is not creative at all. Talking to him is poking a brick wall to find the Magicant. But he has his upside. Particularly, an access to lots of guns. He usually totes a tommy gun, a shotgun, or in some cases, a minigun. Don’t bring him for utility, befriend him for the dakka. He’s also great as a tank. But watch his health, because his special move is taking a shot directly in the gut.

AD’s imagination is so poor, the game doesn’t even know his recruitment parameters. Just try asking politely. I think you should try tootsie rolls?

In certain cases, AD will take the identity of Ace Dick when exiled and join a gang of investigators, which is really ridiculous, but still cool. His lack of imagination shows here because he makes a name instead of a title like his friends, but at least it fits the theme of being named AD.

If AD gets the Ring, he becomes the Angelic Dude, and will be very powerful. Unfortunately, his low imagination means he won’t use any of his powers to any great extent. He’ll still be hardy though.

Authority Regulators

Alignment: Any

What is pretty much the police. If you break the law, they’ll bust down on you. There’s 3 types, each with a rating matching the level of crime they solve. The first one is Petty Guards, for petty crimes like littering and squabbles. They look like regular carapaces in a suit. They are cutely inefficient, and actually kind of fun to mess with. The second type are Standard Guards, for standard crimes like assault, theft, and vandalism. They look a bit rougher, and will go to great lengths to finish the job. This makes them great allies, aces in the sleeve, and occasionally monkey wrenches. Then we get Serious Guards for serious crimes, like murder, mass destruction, and unpaid parking tickets. That might be a bug. They will solve problems with violence and guns if they have them. They also tend to be more of a problem for the player than anyone else. Keep in mind that the guards are called based on the seriousness of the crime, but if one is in the area they will come, regardless of their level. This results in Serious Guards threatening to kick your shit in for missing the trash can, and Petty Guards trying to stop a Rampaging Player.

These guys are made for comedic sociopathy.

If any of them come across The Ring, they will return it to the proper Royalty. However, Derse Guards will take a WK/WQ ring to Derse, while a Prospit Guard will take a BK/BQ Ring to Derse. Talk about lawful stupid.

Black King

Alignment: Derse

The main villain. He leads the Derse armies on the Battlefield and can always be found there. His armies are always destined to win and the game reaches its peak when the players challenge his claim to The Ultimate Reward.

Black Queen

Alignment: Derse

The Queen of Derse. Despite being presumably being married with the King, she seems to cavort with Jack Noir quite a bit. However, the SGRUB version explicitly states that Jack and Queen have a Kismesissitude, which includes polyamory, so she’s not cheating in SGRUB, while might be in SBURB. But nobody is stopping her, because the Queen is very powerful. In fact, a fully prototyped Queen will sometimes be more of a challenge than a fully prototyped King. Killing the Queen then the King is a challenge in Replayer circles. But you may want to do that later, as the Queen can give favours and even be asked for assistance. Just keep in mind that she is a vain beast, so be sure to be humble and compliment her every other sentence.

Courtyard Droll/Clubs Deuce/Capricious Demon

Alignment: Derse

One of the Derse Agents, but don’t worry. All he does is sit around and dance with his stupid hats and umbrellas, and get bullied by the other Agents. DD is probably the nicest because he just puts his cigarettes out on him. This one is marked with a Clubs, and he tends to settle disputes. SGRUB refers to him as a loose Auspistice, so him stopping you and a friend fighting is actually somewhat lecherous. Kinda. Regardless, he doesn’t look much, and his unassuming nature is his strength, as he can get by undetected and unexpected and do some serious damage, including theft. And if he gets his hands on explosives, you’re severely disadvantaged, if not dead. Knocking off his hat will stun him, so take advantage of it. And whatever you do, don’t get hit by his cane. It’s... upsetting.

You can actually recruit CD temporarily by wearing a hat and showing interest and knowledge in hats. Just don’t get addicted to hats. That’s a documented mental illness and it fucks up everything.

If he gets exiled, he will probably join a gang with the other Agents as their powder monkey. But if he gets the Ring, he becomes the Capricious Demon. If this is the case, he usually follows a plan of doing empowered tasks for the other agents, realizing he is more powerful, murdering all of them out of revenge, and then claiming The Ultimate Reward for himself. He will also gain a bit more pyromaniacal traits, and will blow up The Ultimate Reward. Stop him before he does this. Recruiting the other agents if they’re alive is best for this, but make sure they don’t betray you. 

Filching Rapscallion/Filthy Roughneck

Alignment: Derse

A lowly thief who lives in alleyways. He’ll probably steal things from you and the royalty, but mostly out of survival. Hell, if he gets the Ring, he won’t even think about putting it on, he’ll try to sell it. Despite his criminal nature, he’s actually nice, and can be called upon for help and even recruitment. You can trade your items and boondollars for his black market/stolen/illegal items, and feeding him a feast’s worth of food means he’ll be in your debt. In battle, he fights with a knife and can score brutal sneak attacks and backstabs. A little bit of a glass cannon, but an expert dodger. Any kills he lands also pays out more grist. He’ll eventually ask you to help him steal his Thief Armour from Prospit and Thief Knife from Derse, and doing so will net you lifetime loyalty, discounts, and his best armour and weapons. He’s one of my go-to NPCs. The only disadvantage is that he won’t enter jailhouses, buying from him is a Standard Crime, and him following you is a Petty Crime.

Draconian Dignitary/Diamonds Droog/Destructing Duke

Alignment: Derse

One of the Derse Agents. He’s the classy one marked with a Diamond. He is a slacker, and spends most of his time smoking and reading his newspaper. Please do not read the newspaper. On that note, troll girls, stay away, and human girls, don’t paint yourself grey. However, despite his slacking off and odd interests, he is a powerful man. He’s Jack’s second-in-command, and in SGRUB versions, his Moirail. He’s extremely charismatic, and can sweet-talk anyone, even some players! And if all fails, his pool cue and twin automatic rifles even the field. Be careful of this one. Even if you exile him, he does the same thing, just as Diamonds Droog, and he’s dressed better.

You can recruit DD by being a grey lady for uncomfortable reasons, but the more respectable way to do it is showing good taste in fine jazz, and lighting his cigarettes every once in a while. In addition to his regular traits, he boosts fraymotif power.

If DD gets the Ring, he’ll either hand it to Jack, or wear it himself and become the new boss, Destructing Duke. He’ll be Orcus on his Throne, and if he has to get up, he’ll salt the land. But SBURB is a game about chess. You’ll have to beat him at wits to get the drop on this man.

Hackneyed Genius/Hi-jinks Gunman

Alignment: Derse

A crazy dersite inventor, identifiable by his mustache (which he always pronounces as MOO-stash) and wearing of two monocles. He can be found in bunkers and other isolated places where he works on inventions. HG will never wear the Ring, instead choosing to study and test with it. He can be recruited by giving him some alchemy equipment. Doing so will allow you to buy alchemized equipment for Boondollars, but he also has combat use. He chooses to hang back and use guns, except they shoot weird things. This usually results in trick bullets and status effects. HG also does more damage against robotic targets.

Hegemonic Brute/Hearts Boxcars/Hulking Berserker

Alignment: Derse

The biggest Agent. Identifiable by how damn big he is by his Heart marking. He is not big on brains. This isn’t to say he’s a moron, but he knows where his strengths are (in his strength). He uses axes, but has also been known to use any big object around. Or cannibalism. He’s big on cannibalism. He’s mostly the muscle, and there isn’t much else to him. He is however really into flushed romance, and will ship the players and everyone else, so be wary.

You can recruit his strength by fulfilling his fantasies by acting lovey dovey with the person he ships you with, even if you fake it.

If he gets the Ring, he will put in on out of curiosity. If it fits his giant armoured sausage fingers, he will become the Hulking Berserker, freak out, and destroy the Incipisphere. It is nearly impossible for him to burn out. Just kill him. He is oddly weak to decapitation.

Jack Noir/Spades Slick/Sovereign Slayer

Alignment: Derse

The Big Man hass... the knif...

Jack Noir is the head of the Derse Agents. The only weapons he needs are his knives. If you anger him, it’s death by stabbing. Most Dersites have grown to fear that shadowy black Spade he wears. Jack Noir is going to be one of your biggest enemies. He thrives off violence and maybe even gets off of it, as he represents Kismesissitude. He’s even pining in black over the Queen. And you’re going to need him. He’ll help you take out the Queen, but make sure she doesn’t die, or he’ll stick your head outside his office as a testament to other players. He’ll also ask you favours to dismantle the Prospit royalty, and hands out infinite Regiswords that do more damage to royalty. Yeah, he just has infinite amounts, it’s a bug that he capitalizes on. As sharp as his knives.

If you exile him, he’ll just start fresh, but this time at the top as Spades Slick. He oft forms a gang known as The Midnight Crew, and they are cruelly efficient.

If Jack gets the Ring, mercy be upon you. The Sovereign Slayer will take the throne. All the thrones. The dead royalty pile will stack in a fast manner. And then he has all the power to take you lot out. It’s widely recognized that a Noir takeover is one of the hardest challenges in SBURB.

Recruiting Jack is a good option as he is powerful in the early game, respectable in the late game, and you’re close enough to betray him. The easiest way to recruit is doling out licorice scotty dogs. Yeah, I don’t know what those are either. So just take one for the team and get shanked. After you’re gushing blood, show reverence and respect for him, and you’ll get on his good terms. Humans and Red-Blooded Trolls have better chances as he’ll be inclined to shed his own blood and show how you two are the same. If you’re a troll session and you’re mutated, just flash him some hemoglobin and threaten the others with Jack if they get all cully.

Jack hates Clowns, will be enraged by them, and does extra damage to them.

Madame Domino

Alignment: Prospit (Zizi)/Derse (Zebra)

The Madames Domino are a a pair of twins. The Prospitian one lives on Derse and dresses in black and the Dersite lives on Prospit and dresses in white. HUH? I think they’re doing a switch or an “exotic musician” thing, because nobody notes them besides how good they are or how nice they look. The Dersite is named Zizi and the Prospitian is named Zebra. They’re pretty cool and make good jazz and pop respectively. Hanging out near them is good stress relief. They can also help make good fraymotifs on their downtime, but are otherwise unrecruitable.

Ms Paint

Alignment: Prospit

She’s a rather cute Prospitian who carries a bucket of paint. Humans think she’s just cute girl. Trolls are either disgusted or turned on. It doesn’t help that whoever made this game gave this single carapace boobs. Sometimes dimorphism is good. She also has a weird trait in that nobody can harm her. They all can’t harm such a cute person. Even Jack Noir, who can only feel hate and bloodlust, will go red for her.

Miss Taylor

Alignment: Derse

A timid lady in Derse who works in a clothing shop. Doing favours for her results in new outfits for you Dream and God Tier clothes. A fan favourite. However, there’s another aspect about her people like. She can be recruited, but has no combat capabilities. This is probably a glitch or bug or just mistake, but Guards and Dames can protect her and get bonuses for protecting someone. In fact, GodsGiftToGrinds, author of the SBURB Glitch Faq, actually noted that he survived a case of being the sole survivor of a Session Wipe by utilizing Miss Taylor. Listen to the real pros here.

Parcel Mistress/Parcel Mister

Alignment: Any

Not one carapace so much as multiple carapaces. These guys are WILD. The Mailing companies evidently hire ninjas because these guys will walk across Battlefields, angry Dream Moons, and places like the Land of Glaciers and Magma (because fuck convection) to deliver their mail. They will deliver. The mail will never fail. They also hand out mail-delivery quests, and these are some of the deadliest quests out there. In addition, they’re largely free spirits and will do anything. They can wear the Ring. They can kill players and royalty. They will deliver. Respect these guys.

Prospitian Sheriff/Problem Sleuth/Pulchritude Saint

Alignment: Prospit

The de facto head of the Prospit Agents. He walks around and investigates crimes from Petty to Serious in a hard-boiled manner. But he has a weird quirk in that he treats the petty crimes as Serious and the serious crimes as Petty. Still, good work ethic. He’s handy with a gun, and is otherwise average at everything else. He’s also been known to form a band of detectives and call himself Problem Sleuth.

PS can be recruited by giving him candy corn which is delicious fuck you, finding his flask for him, and unlocking him from his office. He is also fond of racially diverse murals. If you’re an all Alabaster Human session, that option is blocked. Troll Sessions give him an appreciation for hemospectum diverse murals.

If PS gets the Ring, he becomes the Pulchritude Saint. This is extremely powerful, as he also unlocks the [Sepulchritude] Hope ability and uses it. He can potentially use it in his regular form, but it’s hard to unlock. This man will become a beast. He will also eat every candy corn in the universe.

Psychic Initiate/Pickle Inspector/GodHead Pickle Inspector

Alignment: Prospit

The tallest Prospit Agent. He often spaces out and probably has some sort of mental issue or something because he isn’t entirely upstairs. However, he has access to magic powers, and is willing to help you focus your Aspect powers, as well as help the Royalty and assist PS when needed. 

He can be recruited with copious amounts of candy, but be careful, because he will burst with power.

If he gets his hand on the Ring, he becomes GodHead Pickle Inspector (regardless of if he ever was Pickle Inspector) and will quickly become beyond morality and just sit around, provide indirect help, and also regard the Universe. Note that he messes with the session and now you have to breed the Genesis Pickle, and everything gets made out of Pickle Inspector. Don’t worry about it. It’s also better to have a useless GodHead than an empowered Derse Royal/Rogue Agent, so don’t worry about him. He’ll do his own thing.

Relations Officer/Romance Official

Alignment: Prospit

An older Prospitian who is as weird and obsessed as HB, but without the muscle. He knows all about how people interact and facilitates what he calls a “shipping wall”. He’s mostly useless as he will only use the Ring to marry people off, but he does have one cool feature. The shipping wall can keep track of how everyone feels about each other, and Humans without access to the Replayernet can learn about Troll Romance from him.

Stupefied Warrior/Shambling Wrecker

Alignment: Prospit

A big man who stands around the halls of the Prospit Castle. He does guard duty, but if you bribe him with big legs of meat, say hello to some hired muscle. He’ll put anything in the ground with some brutal combat, and is a great tank. Just be aware that he will get stuck in doors.

Warweary Villein/Weakened Vanguard/Whelpish Viscount

Alignment: Any

A class of carapaces more than one person. They live on the battlefield, but they aren’t soldiers. They’re just trying to live, and will hide and starve all the while. They can be counted on to be help in tactician duties if you want to engage the Black King in war, but don’t hold up in combat. They can also experience trauma and PTSD. Help them, let them help you, but don’t break them.

White King

Alignment: Prospit

The leader of the Prospitians on the Battlefield. He’ll ask you for favours in the war that can be done for Reputation and other boons, but he is destined to lose. He may not always die, but he will fall, and his scepter will break. But in your times of need, if you assist him, he’ll be there to catch you.

White Queen

Alignment: Prospit

The Queen of the Prospitians. She stays on the golden planet to provide help and comfort to her subjects. She is a powerful ally, and can provide boons for help. Mutual assistance. She’s also central to a lot of quests, and responsible for most of the Festivals and Celebrations on Prospit. If she dies, the gold planet dies a little, irreparably. When asking things of her, be polite and courteous. She won’t reject or banish you, but she has a long memory.

[shotsfiredxiv]

I had another ridiculous freaking dream. Read below the cut if interested lol

So, when I was little, I used to watch this show called Zoids. I fucking loved it. I think it was on Toonami. It had giant robots, but they were like...animal robots and the robots fought each other.

Anyway, the dream starts out following these three kids (they were in high school or smth). There were two dudes named Zach and John, and a lady named Lunie (wtf is that name). So, Zach got a new job with the government. He goes over to the Government Security building and puts on his uniform and stuff and basically it’s like a military. This guy is like “okay, for your first job, you’re going to be on night watch. here, follow me.” Zach follows this guy to the hangar, which is full of these zoid-robots. Zach gets assigned to pilot this one that looks like a lion, and he finds out John and Lunie are there too! John has a giant robot that looks like a wolf, and Lunie has a turtle one with a cannon on the top. All three of them are on night watch (on a school night too like wtf)

So the boss guy leaves and they’re talking about which places they’ll watch and patrol and whatever. They all get in their giant robots to get into their positions when suddenly, they’re under attack! The three kids put on their helmets and prepare to fight in their giant robots. Turns out some evil empire is invading and blowing up stuff with their own giant robots! So the three kids go to fight them with no one’s freaking help lmao

But it’s okay because they take out pretty much everything except the leader of the group who has this super robot with missiles and shit. Zach is like “I’ll handle this one!” (what a hero) and his lion thing starts flying! So the evil leader is shooting missiles at Zach, but he’s dodging them and making them hit the other imperial robots. Eventually, Zach somehow maneuvers in a way that makes the missile hit the leader’s robot. His missile thing is destroyed, but he still lives and flees the fight.

So Zach, John, and Lunie saved the day. But it’s not over yet.

They go to school the next day and find out that while they were fighting that army of imperials, the Empire took control of most of the city. Zach, John, and Lunie all have bounties on them but because they were wearing their helmets, the empire doesn’t know what they actually look like. When they get to school, they and a bunch of their classmates immediately have to get on a bus for a field trip. Their teacher tells them that they’re going to a museum.

So of course, they start packing a bunch of bags like they’re leaving for a few days. Everyone’s luggage go in these overhead compartments and Zach is trying to stuff Lunie’s three suitcases up there along with his own and John’s bags. He’s like “Lunie, why did you pack so much?!” and John says, “We don’t know how long we’re going to be gone” (??)

After Zach conquers the suitcase situation, he sits down with the other two. So the bus gets going and everyone sees the museum, but they don’t stop there! They drive past the museum and go to...the Security building!! Now John is like “omg they LIED” and Lunie tries to dig into her suitcases to put on her military uniform and Zach goes “wait, we shouldn’t do anything yet. let’s just see what happens first”

When they exit the bus, they see a punch of imperial officers checking the students and security employees. Zach, John, and Lunie kinda keep their heads low so their co-workers won’t rat them out. The teachers lead them to this restaurant area where the students are seated and peacefully eat lunch. Then, the imperial soldiers break into the restaurant and start searching through the students again.

They stop next to this random guy and they’re like “wait...this is the one that piloted the lion!” and they start arresting him. Zach starts to feel really bad for the guy, so he almost turns himself in, but John grabs him. he’s like “don’t do it. we need to stop the empire, but we can’t if you get arrested”

but even more people are arrested to be interrogated and Zach is like “they’re arresting innocent people. if we turn ourselves in, no one will have to go through that.”

Finally, Lunie is like “They’ll find us...but we’re going to fight!” so she freaking runs outside along with Zach and John and they put on their uniforms and stand on top of a tower like “Hey! We’re over here!”

they call their robots over to them and jump in to pilot them while the empire starts shooting at them. Then, the leader guy they beat before is like “finally, you show yourselves! now i can kill you!” (how much more anime can this get holy shit)

So while John and Lunie take out everything else, Zach and the leader guy start fighting.eventually, they take out all of the imperials and the leader dude is dead. and the world is saved again and people are cheering bc their city is free from the empire!

So they live happily ever after and Lunie decides to become an idol with her sister and they get super famous. The end.

[kariachi]

Okay, Innervasion. I warn y’all, I’m sick and hungry and tired and lost my hoodie somewhere between my bedroom and the kitchen, so, this may not be my most in-depth liveblog ever. We’ll see.

Let’s get this season ended.

Gods this is an hour long finale, kill me now

I like how apparently everybody alive and in area at the time was involved in making this.

...how long have they been here? Where have they been storing that boxcar?

This entire family

Well that’s not ominous at all

And that Tennyson competitiveness comes out in Gwen demanding her cousin set aside the weirdness with the Omnitrix and strange voices in his head so they can focus on winning a boxcar competition. And Ben immediately going along with it because they’re both just as bad as each other. Honestly this mutual competitiveness, even in the face of more important shit, is a really endearing trait for these two, at least in my opinion. Very humanizing.

Welp

This entire family

“I’d rather win fair and square“ Gwen tries to say as she notices their competition is all armed

What the fuck kinda wacky racers bullshit- Is this just what all races are like outside of Bellwood? Because I’m beginnign to think so.

‘Not good’ most likely

Massive space-bot time. As always happens at these things.

That is one sturdy bot

And there’s the weird voice again. Maybe you should’ve looked into that before.

If it makes you feel better Ben, I think the voices are as annoyed with you as you are with them at this point.

I mean, he’s trying?

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You know, Vilgax, people would probably be more likely to listen to you if you didn’t make these claims for your own maniputalive reasons before. Is The Squid Who Cried Doom

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Prophetic nightmares

When you’re so tense you can’t even drink a glass of water

Well, Max is at least trying to be nice to their prisoner. Some traditional American breakfast fare in the form of omelette

Vilgax is just, loving Ben’s suffering, and honestly that’s part of what makes him a great villain.

Vore

Ben is a horrible liar. Like, I lie better than this child and I’m pretty fucking shit at it.

Ben throwing everything at this cage because until he can figure out how to get rid of it they’re, well, stuck with Vilgax, and Vilgax himself just being so fucking bored.

“I’ll see if the internet has anythign to say about this“ >> Watching you, old man...

Half of Vilgax’s robot and Rustbucket’s battery have both fucked off. Because I’m sick and I can, I choose to believe they ran off together to live a happy ending to their Romeo & Juliet romance.

Everybody’s batteries. It was a group effort. (also can I just say again how much I like that from the beginning the reboot has been perfectly open with people knowing about aliens and magic and just, shrugging off weirdness? I’ve seen people bitch about it but I think it was a great choice by the writers)

A Taxxon, apparently. I don’t know, the doodle looks vaguely like the fanart i’ve seen of the things.

Vilgax trying to laser his way out of the cage haflheartedly because it’s better than just sitting there doing nothign for another 24 hours

Welp

Double welp

Homemade robo-scorpion of doom

...huh... hitting it with a baseball bat actually did damage

No, it’s fixing itself

Damn, it just doesn’t go down

Gotta love stories where the heroes doing the smart thing backfires because the villains have ruined their own reputations

Welp

Gotta admit, that’s a great way to build up a villainous group- by having Vilgax of all people freak out about their approach. Honestly, comparatively better build-up than the Highbreed.

I do always like team-ups between heroes and villains.

‘Fettuccine Empire’ can we just call them that from now on?

“The fate of the universe- and more importantly the Omnitrix- are at stake” Vilgax everybody

Yes Max, that’s what they’re concerned about and not the fact you went a grabbed a laser cannon.

Ben going Greymatter so Vilgax doesn’t have an excuse not to explain shit

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Don’t be rude, Vilgax

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Ooo, that’s a cool way to work transforming inside the Omnitrix

Ben confusing Vilgax, a win

Ben showing up Vilgax

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Well, they certainly can’t make a worse than you two do.

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Omnitrix internal security is fucking hardcore. Who built this one? Do we know it was Azmuth? I’m not sure I believe he’d add this sort’ve shit.

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.....oooookaaaaay.......

There’s still 20 minutes to go....

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Double welp

So, Glitch is half Ben half Upgrade. Because the Upgrade sample in the watch was sentient enough to want to survive. That’s not fucking weird or anything.

See, this is why Osmosians need to exist. I bet if an Osmosian pod had been used instead this shit wouldn’t be happening. But noooooo, they had to be removed from canon.

I think I’m supposed to give a shit about Glitch, given the way people have responded to him, but so far I’m not feeling it. Kinda thinking I would’ve preferred if they’d kept the vague sentience of the original Omnitrixes instead and worked with that to give backstory, while leaving Ben and Vilgax to handle the actual shit themselves, forcing them to a new appreciation of each other while still being mortal enemies, which could’ve taken their conflict to a new level. Especially with Vilgax having a healthier respect for Ben.

That’s a lot of dead Fettucine

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Double welp

That is an awful name

It’s nice to have it confirmed that on a genetic level Ben and Vilgax hate each other. Just, an ingrained part of being a Ben or a Vilgax is wanting to knock the other’s face in.

Ben

Welp

He has a throne made of his own people. Talk about hardcore evil.

Also I love this guy’s cape.

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Double Welp

Aw, c’mon! Ben gets a cape?! Why does Ben get a cape, I wanna cape!

Welp, Ben is a thrall

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In his defense, it’s two birds with one stone. Destroy the Omnicores, stop the invasion, it destroys the Omnitrix, but in doing so also gives him the parts to make a new one for himself. Sort’ve a win-win on all sides for Vilgax.

Well, that’s a new take on the Null Void. Kinda.

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Ya know I bet you could drop a dragon on those guys and fix this problem

If you can’t beat ‘em, run them over with an RV

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Familial love to the rescue

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This dude needs to chill. Sending Aggy out here, take this guy out, bet he’d win

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Huh. Not entirely sure how I fell about this, but it’s an interesting idea so I’ll give it to them

Okay, this I can go for. Gonna have to assume Ben’s intent has an effect when the jumps through those pods. Also this combo is looking awesome and very dragony.

Welp

How did this ending go too long and yet come too quickly?

He does still need to learn about it though.

Yeah, yeah, you fucker’s said the same thing about Aristocrow and honestly I’d rather have him.

7.6/10

[inalonelyvacuum]

Chapter 2

Far to the southwest in a harsh and inhospitable desert region known as Bleeding Sands, both from the red color of the sand and the violence that pervaded the area, a small band of five raiders clad in tattered cloaks traveled through the inhospitable desert, illuminated by the half-moon overhead. With weapons bandoliered to their backs they trudged through the desert in single file in the midst of a minor sandstorm.  Cresting a large dune, the raider at the back pulled a pair of binoculars out, switching on the heat sensor and removing his goggles before bringing the binoculars to his face.  He scanned for signs of their prey, looking from dune to dune for any sign of the dangerous quarry they had been tracking for days. A few faint heat signatures could be seen on the horizon.

“We’re on the right track, couple’a more hours and we’ll be on ‘em” the raider reported. The group traveled on, hoods, face-wraps, and old goggles doing little to protect their faces from the stinging sand. After having traveled for a few miles, they had wandered into an area with much higher dunes that no man could climb due to their constant shifting. The band of raiders now had to keep an eye out for an attack from above as well, lest they get caught by surprise. The raider at the front of the procession stopped and raised his right arm to signal a halt, a rusted red robotic arm shooting out from within his cloak, the raised mantle revealing two bionic legs as well.

“Wassit, boss?” asked the bandit third in line, his speech slurred by a mouth full of jagged, rotting teeth. The leader waited in silence, attempting to discern anything other than the billowing sand that encircled them. He heard a low rumbling coming from seemingly all directions, faint at first, but slowly gathering in volume.

The rest of the men began to hear what their leader already had, a profound, primal fear starting to envelop them. Looking around, the leader realized they had walked straight into a trap, as they now stood on low ground surrounded by several dunes on all sides. All of them drew their weapons, forming up back to back as to not be caught by surprise, rifle barrels humming and glowing as they powered up.

“Three-Piece, what do we do?”, whispered one of the raiders. The leader scowled at being referred to by his Chief-given name, the shame it carried with it only strengthening his resolve to slay what soon would descend on them. “Keep your eyes peeled, they know we’re here, and they’ll be coming for us any minute.” Three-Piece was all too familiar with the creatures they hunted; called by many names, the most common moniker for them was sandwraiths. The size of very large dogs, their scales a brownish-red color that blended in with their desert home perfectly, they stalked their prey by burrowing in the sand with their six powerful legs, four at the front of their body and two at the rear.

The sand from a dune to their left started churning, as one of the beasts burrowed through it, traveling along the dunes as it circled them. Two more churning mounds joined the first, all circling the raiders in either a clockwise or counter-clockwise direction. Three-Piece steadied his breathing, willing himself to remain calm, knowing the beasts were just trying to psych him out. His underlings, however, were having a harder time of it, their mounting fear nearing a full-blown panic. More and more beasts began circling them, until there were soon too many to count, the rumbling sands masking their true numbers. Slowly they inched closer and closer, the raiders began firing at any mound that got to close, charred sand and a muffled roar signaling their aim was true.

Suddenly the attack began, as one of the creatures erupted from the top of a dune and plummeted towards the raiders, the large claws on its forepaws outstretched, mouth agape with sharp teeth flashing. Three-Piece blasted the creature, its midsection cleaved in half by his rifle blast, its charred halves rolling uselessly the rest of the way down. The rest of the sandwraiths began emerging from the sand and charged at the raiders, jumping over any of their fellow attackers that got hit by the desperate rifle blasts being fired at them. Three-Piece pulled a smoke grenade from his utility belt and dropped it at his feet, thick black smoke emanating from it and obscuring everything within.

“Quick, back the way we came. We’re dead men if we stay in this bowl!”, Three-Piece shouted. Not needing to be told twice, the group beats a hasty retreat, the sandwraiths hot on their trail after the smoke cleared.

Firing as they retreated, Three-Piece and his cronies had made a considerable dent in the beasts’ numbers, yet the wraiths continued their relentless attacks.

“Rotbreath, toss me a pulse grenade!” shouted Three-Piece at the raider with the jagged teeth. Rotbreath grabbed the grenade from his waist and was about to throw it when a wraith burst out from under him and clamped its jaws down on his throat. Eyes wide from surprise and pain, Rotbreath tried to scream but only managed a gurgling sound as blood erupted from his throat after the wraith bit down even harder. Nearby sandwraiths descended on the fresh kill and they all began tearing Rotbreath’s body apart in a violent feeding frenzy, biting and clawing at each other for parts of what had been a living person less than a minute before.

“Shit! Fuck this, I’m outta here!” exclaimed one of the raiders before taking off as fast as he could.

“You coward! You’d better hope these things kill me, because I’ll be coming for you next!” yelled Three-Piece after him. He and his remaining two henchmen continued to fire volleys at the tide of wraiths that threatened to overwhelm them when an ear-piercing roar stopped man and beast alike. A shower of sand rained down as a massive sandwraith burrowed its way towards the battle, the other wraiths rushing to get out of its way.

“This is it boys, this is what we came for!” shouted Three-Piece. His heart began beating at an alarming pace, terror and rage enveloping him as his mortal enemy approached. Dubbed ‘the Greatwraith,’ it was easily three or four times the size of other sandwraiths and covered from head to toe in scars; rather than being their pack leader, it preyed on the smaller wraiths as well as anything else it could find. The Greatwraith burst forth from the sand and lunged at Three-Piece and his men, spearing one raider with one of its left claws and knocking Three-Piece to the ground with its tail in the process. Pinned to the ground with three claws through his mid-section, the gored raider weakly raised his side arm and took aim at the monster’s left eye, determined to take the wraith with him. He fired his blaster fully expecting the creature to fall over dead, but all the blaster managed to do was rupture the wraith’s eye. The Greatwraith roared in pain and slashed at the raider with one of its right claws, ripping everything above his chest completely off of the rest of his body.

The last raider stood frozen in fear as the wraith began viciously feeding on the top half raider that was stuck on his claws. He began to shakily raise his rifle to fire at the beast, however, the sight of the lower half of his fellow stooge still stuck on the Greatwraith’s claws likes some sort of macabre shish-kebab made him flee instead. Three-Piece sat up rubbing his head just in time to see his final crony attempting to flee. I don’t think so, he thought to himself. A well-placed blaster shot between the coward’s shoulder blades put a permanent end to his escape attempt. Three-Piece then turned his weapon on his quarry, the vile beast that had thrown his life into disarray. Knowing for the past two years it would always come down to just him and the beast, he had spent that time preparing. Everything he did, he did to get his revenge on the monster that had stripped him of his reputation, his woman, and most importantly, his name.

Knowing full well that no conventional weapon would do, he tossed his rifle aside and gripped his robotic right arm with his left arm, the only biological limb he has left. The fingers on his right arm receded into the chassis of his arm, a pistol grip and trigger descended from a compartment on his wrist as his palm opened up and a weapon barrel began emerging. Blue lights started glowing as they made their way up his arm, the barrel humming and beginning to vibrate. Once his arm cannon was fully charged he took careful aim at the Greatwraith the had finished eating his goon’s dismembered top section and had begun eating his legs.

With a final squeeze of the trigger a brilliant blue bolt of light spiraled out of his hand cannon, barreling at breakneck speed towards the Greatwraith, striking it squarely in the chest.