#me now: why did i do that that was an ARCHIVE yes i woulda been annoying as shit especially getting into kpop but at least i woulda been ME
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Truly wish i never deleted my old blogs huhuhh
#me in 2020: this isn’t me im leaving this behind *deletes like 7 blogs#me now: why did i do that that was an ARCHIVE yes i woulda been annoying as shit especially getting into kpop but at least i woulda been ME#!!!!!#aaaaaaaarghhhjh#so many ragrets#frances talks
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Newscapepro SCP Rewrite, Llama of Love
“Cory!” Dr. Patience said in his incredibly high pitched voice that Cory did not want to hear at 9AM on a Tuesday. “You’re late for your training!”
“Ugh… I’ve been a Private for like a month now, why do I still need to do training?” Cory complained as he leaned on one of the lab tables near a metal safe.
“Because you know basically nothing about Skips after a whole month of being here!” Patience scolded. “Thankfully for both of us this next one is-”
Nikole suddenly barged into the room. “It’s me I’m here, chaperoning again cause Triana’s on a… meeting,” Nikole cleared her throat. “What are we lookin’ at this time, Doc?”
“That’s… what I was getting to,” The Doctor sighed as he opened up the crate, shoved his hands in and placed the two person, sneaker wearing Llama costume on the ground.
“It’s… a Llama costume,” Cory deadpanned. “I think I know why this one isn’t dangerous,”
Doc pinched his glasses. “It’s a lot more than that, anyone who enters the costume will believe that they are Larry the Loving Llama,”
“Oh I guess that’s-
“To the point where they die of dehydration in the suit,” Nikole smirked, having successfully annoyed the Scientist. “Probably should’ve told him that too,”
“I was getting to that!”
“Oh… that’s a lot less cool,”
Dr. Patience sighed again. “Admittedly, yes; we’re still gonna have a couple of D Class demonstrate it,”
“We really don’t treat D Class well here, huh?”
“Eh, they’re all murderers, or arsonists, or forum trolls,” Nikole shrugged. “They get fed better in The Foundation than they woulda in prison anyway,”
Cory looked down and puffed out his lips. “I guess…”
The two D Class walked in, neither was exactly the most scrupulous looking man; in fact one looked like he had just exited a knife fight like 15 minutes ago.
“Alright, for this test I need you two to enter this Llama costume,” Patience smiled. “That is all,”
“This is humiliating,” Mr. Knife Face said as he put on the legs.
“Yeah well, you beat your wife to death with a 2 by 4,” Nikole stared at the D Class.
“Alright, fair,”
Eventually, the two D Class entered the two person’d costume… it sat limp for a short moment and then instantly shot to life; standing up on all fours like a real Llama!
“Well hey there y’all; I’m Larry, Larry the looooooooooooving Llama!” It cheered.
A big smile grew on Cory’s face, no one else’s though. “Wow! I changed my mind this is really cool!”
“I haven’t,” Nikole leaned on one of the tables as she took a swig from her flask.
The Llama jumped in front of Nikole, the shock caused her to drop her flask and spill the contents in the floor “Woah there pal, don’tcha know that drinking is bad for you?” He looked at the multicoloured puddle produced from the flask. “Especially whatever that is…”
“What I do with my time doesn’t concern ya!” She grumbled as she picked up the flask.
Dr. Patience cleared his throat, interrupted the possible argument. “What can you do, Larry?”
“I’m glad you asked random old man! I can dance, I can sing, and I can play all kinds of pranks!”
“Pranks!?” Cory yelped in excitement. “Wait… what if we pranked called Triana right now?”
“Now that sounds like fun!”
“That doesn’t seem like a-”
“Hell yeah!” Nikole cheered as she tossed her phone to Larry. “Do it now, c’mon!”
Triana, the soon to be prankee was sitting inside of a relatively nice cafe across from her girlfriend, wearing the nicest clothes she had (Consisting of an old leather jacket, an old band shirt that she borrowed from Lara and some slacks) as her phone rang.
“Hello?” She exited her lovey dovey conversation with Lara as she put her phone to her ear. “Nikole, you there?”
“Hey, is your refrigerator running?” The Llama asked.
“Wh- Who is this? Who the-”
“Is your refrigerator running,”
“I should kick your fucking ass right now,” Triana gritted her teeth. “Who is this?”
“...Well then you better catch it!” The Llama, along with Cory and Nikole laughed as he hung up.
“Nikole? Nikole you little… ughh…” Triana sighed as Lara walked over to her and put a hand on her shoulder.
“You good, Tri?”
The Lieutenant Sighed. “Yeah, just a prank call,”
“Ugh… coworkers amirite?” Lara shrugged, Triana sighed again; more of a joyful sigh as she looked at her hoodie wearing girlfriend, probably also the nicest thing she had.
“Difference is that my coworker’s lives are in my hands,”
“I’m mission control, Tri, how do you think I feel?” The two women chuckled as Lara went back to sitting; a waiter walked up to the two of them. She had long black hair and brown eyes with somewhat large bags. “Hey, what do you want?”
“Uh… fucken er…”
“Two burgers, one side of fries,” Triana interrupted, then smirked at Lara as the waiter wrote down their order and left.
Lara crossed her arms and pouted. “I would’ve gotten it eventually,”
“Suuure,” Triana rolled her eyes.
“Kinda sucks that we gotta go straight back to work after this,” Lara complained. “I mean shit, we need a vacation at some point!”
“We only get one vacation and it’s-
“Retirement, yeah…” Lara rolled her eyes and chuckled. “God, you sound like The General, dude,”
“I’m back, here’s your food, bye” The waitress placed the plates on the table then left as Triana handed her the money.
“Speaking of The General,” Lara said, a mouthful of fries in her mouth so Triana could barely understand her. “When do you think he’s gonna make us do another mission?”
“Tomorrow, it’s one of the less dangerous ones thankfully,” Triana gave a thumbs up. “Didn’t give me much more information though,”
“Well that’s helpful…” Lara looked down. “Also speaking of uh… not giving information when are we gonna tell everyone else about… us?”
Triana looked Lara in the eyes, the first time she had looked this serious in awhile. The Lieutenant cleared her throat as she finished chewing her food. “S-Soon, I promise this time,”
“Please do, I-I suck at lying you know that more than anyone,”
“Yeah, I just don’t want it to get in the way of any missions, honey,” Triana mumbled.
Lara sighed. “Fair, fair; I just think they deserve to know, Tri,”
“I do to…” Triana stood up and tiptoed over to her girlfriend; planting a quick peck on her cheek. “Love you,”
“Eh, l-love you too,” Lara turned beet red. “I suddenly c-can’t wait to go back to base now… heh,”
“Oh, you dirty little,”
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Celtic this is all your fault
Extras mentioned in AO3 will be below the cut! And regarding the whole weekly update thing, I tried my best to keep to it, I really did, but it was kinda too much pressure and I got easily burnt out, so hope ya'll don't mind me updating when I can ^u^
The cart mentioned in AO3 ^^^
“Dedede, get off the cart.”
“Aww, but why? Riding on these is always the best kind of fun!”
Meta Knight sighed, landing beside the king. “The Dees and I came here to help you gather supplies for the construction of the Buddy Tower, not to supervise you as you act like an utter fool.”
“Mety Knight! If I didn’t know ya as well as I did, I woulda said ya hate me!”
“I’m very close to hating you if you don’t get off right now, challenge to Kirby be damned. I can very well fight him on my own terms without your help.”
“Ooh, is the esteemed Meta Knight passin’ up a challenge? Never thought I’d see the day.”
“Hmph. Come on, we need to find materials and we will not find them if you are lazing about on the cart.” The puff unfurled his wings and began to fly off.
The penguin smirked, grabbing onto the handles at the front and looking at his knight. “The way yer wordin’ yer sentences, it’s almost like yer not strong enough to pull this here cart with me on it.”
Meta Knight froze, his wings flapping slower as he landed again and turned to glare at the king. “What did you just say?”
“I’m jus’ sayin’, maybe ya don’t want me on the cart ‘cause yer not strong enough to-” Dedede’s sentence was cut off with the warrior’s paws gripping onto the handle of the cart and a fiery glare.
“I’ll show you just how strong I am.”
“Left, Meta! All the wood is on the left!” Dedede held onto his hat as the knight flew through the store at record speeds, the Dees holding to the king’s fluffy robe and clutching various materials that they’d picked up, their eyes sparkling with joy.
“Your wish is my command, my liege!” The cart and its riders skidded to the left- somehow not colliding into a single thing- and the king whooped as they flew past the paints. One of the Dees reached out, catching the handle on a bucket of yellow and pulling it onto the cart. Another Dee hooked onto some blue, and the Waddle Dee clinging to the penguin’s hat somehow managed to gather a bundle of paintbrushes.
“Right, Meta! Turn right!” A Cappy jumped out of the way just in time, a look of shock on their face as the knight, king, and Dees zoomed by on their cart.
Meta Knight briefly turned to face them, his wings flapping as quickly as they could. “I can see it! You all get ready!”
“Ya got it, caballerito!” Dedede crowed, the Dees around him chirping happily- some hanging onto their previously caught materials and others getting ready to grab onto the incoming wood. The planks passed by in less than a second, the knight’s Mach-speed flying almost blowing them straight off the shelves, but when they turned into a different aisle and the king looked back, there was a big pile of wooden planks with Dees hanging all over it, all of them trying to keep it from flying away.
“Have we got everything?” The warrior shouted, the cart hurtling down the aisle.
“Everythin’ but the tiles, an’ those are comin’ in tomorrow! Let’s go!”
“Right, the checkout is just around the corner! Get the Deden ready!” Dedede pulled a large bag of Deden out from his coat and grinned, shooting a thumbs up to the puff. “And… now!” The cashier, who had just finished helping another customer, yelped as the bag dropped onto the counter with a loud thump.
“Keep the change!” The king hollered as they barreled out the door, the cart and its riders quickly disappearing from sight.
“There,” Meta Knight said smugly, stopping the cart and gently landing on the hood of the penguin’s car. “Was that strong enough for you?”
“That was hella amazing, Meta! We shot through that store like no tomorrow! I’m so happy I’m doin’ this whole Buddy Tower thing with ya, yer so strong an’ cool! I bet the Dees loved what we just did. Ain’t that right, Dees?” The Waddle Dees cheered and nodded happily as they started loading the wood and paint onto the car.
“Well, I’m glad it was such an enjoyable ride for you all. As for me, I’m quite sure my wings will be sore for days to come. I haven’t flown that hard in years.”
Dedede smirked, leaning closer to his knight. “Sounds to me like you’re gettin’ older, Mety Knight.”
“If you still want to build this tower, I suggest you shut up before I go back in that store and tell the manager whose fault that joyride really was.”
“Hey, no need to be so harsh, caballerito! Ya know I’m jus’ messin’ with ya, an’ as thanks, I’ll serve ya ice cream in bed or somethin’.” The Dees squeaked with a job well done before the king could say anything else. “Looks like they’re done loadin’ everythin’, so if ya can watch the car for me, Meta-”
“Say no more. Hurry back, or we’ll drive off without you.” The penguin flicked his knight’s mask in retaliation, and got up to take the cart back. As he approached the front of the store, he was greeted by the manager, as well as the entire staff.
“Great King, not to sound rude, but what the heck was that?” The manager asked in disbelief.
Dedede raised an eyebrow, something that technically he can't do because he has no eyebrows; just take that as a metaphor. “Well, excuuuuuuuuuuuuuuse me, princess! Was there somethin' wrong with what me an' my precious knight did?”
“The thing wrong, Great King, is that you scared our entire staff and half the customers in the store with that… ride of yours! I appreciate your patronage and all, but I would like it much better if you were never to come back again. You and Meta Knight both.”
“So we’re bein’ banned?”
“In a word, yes.”
“Huh. Well, we do already have everythin’ we need, so that’s fine by me! Jus’ lemme return this here cart, an’-”
“No! Just… just leave it there and we’ll take care of the rest. Please, I insist.”
“Great! Thanks!” The king waved and walked back to the car with a wide grin. When he got there, Meta Knight was already sitting comfortably in shotgun, the fifty or so Dees they’d brought to help all huddled in the backseat.
“You have that grin on your face that tells me I should be prepared for something dumb,” the knight said, looking at the penguin’s face intently. “What happened?”
“Ok, so hypothetically, if I told ya we’d jus’ been banned from this here store for what we jus’ did, how would ya react?”
The warrior blinked in surprise, then groaned. “Why did I expect anything else…”
#life in dreamland#my fanfic#crack#meta knight#king dedede#waddle dee#cappy#metadede#nova damn it celtic this is all your fault#why must you be this chaotic of an enabler
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nobody knew (and nobody knows)
Crossover with The Magnus Archives podcast because this idea has been bothering me for a while now so I finally just wrote it. Whatever. Not my best work.
Mild spoilers for the end of S1 of The Magnus Archives. Takes place after episodes 39/40 of the podcast. Also contains headcanons, lots of swearing, and the implication that the main EW boys don’t follow the standard laws of time and space. Post The End EW time.
In other words, this is bullshit.
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"Case number zero-one-one—"
“Six-six-six.”
“Mr. Ritehill, please.”
“Whatever.”
“Statement of Thomas Ritehill, regarding an…unusual trip taken by himself and his companions in January 2007. Statement—”
“And the shit in 2014.”
“[sigh] Regarding the trip in January 2007 as well as the disturbances on 31st December, 2014. Statement taken direct from subject, 14th November 2016. Interview conducted by Johnathan Sims, Head Archivist of the Magnus Institute, London. Before you begin—why are you just now giving a statement?”
“’Cause a bunch of shit went down and somebody needs to hear about it. M’friends don’t wanna talk about it. And if I have to sit on this bullshit by myself anymore I’ll explode.”
“Right. Erm. Statement begins.”
“…now?”
“Yes, now.”
“[mumbling]…can’ believe you’re using a damn tape recorder…what year is this…[sounds of container being unscrewed]”
“Mr. Ritehill—”
“Call me Tom, god. And let a man have his damn vodka. Holy shitake on a sled, lemme just. Fuck. Okay. So, back in 2007, the four of us were bored, right, and Tord—this is when that commie fuck still lived with us—Tord—”
“Full names, please.”
“Christ, okay. Tord Lesion said we should go to Hell. So we did. Just the tourist route, ya know, got to see our personal hells and shit. Won’t bore you with the details. So yeah, me, Tord Lesion, Edd Golding, and Matt Harvice took an elevator to Hell, had a good time, got some souvenirs, and came back. Whatever.
’Cept when we were leaving the…the devil holding the door for the exit said they’d see me in six months. And it was like, haha, mate, yeah, sure, whatever, funny joke. I didn’t mention it to the guys and I didn’t think about it again. Couple months later, Edd’s digging a hole in the back garden and comes up with this door all covered in symbols ‘n stuff. And we’re all a buncha dumbasses so we go down it. Deal with some Indiana Jones traps, beat off a killer mummy, find a mysterious treasure box—you know the drill. So Tord opens the box and then…I dunno. Everything went dark.
If you ask any of the other three, they’d probably just tell you that I was unconscious. They said there was nothin’ in the treasure chest but I’m pretty sure the jackasses kept it for themselves and didn’t tell me. Probably for the best; I just woulda spent it on alcohol.
Anyway, from my perspective, we fell down a hole. When Tord opened the box, the floor dropped out from underneath us and we fell into darkness. I couldn’t see or hear the others, I was just falling in darkness. Or maybe floating. I dunno. Kinda…felt like forever and no time at all. I know that doesn’t make sense but you lot probably hear shit like that all the time. So I’m floating there and it’s dark, pitch black, but I can still see my hands in front of my face, like there’s a light shining only on me but there isn’t a light. Kinda like how someone looks when they stand in front of a black backdrop; the background’s all dark but they’re, like, normally lit or whatever.
And I wasn’t really scared ‘cause it’s not the weirdest thing that’s happened to me. I was just kind of waiting for something to happen. Because something always happens.
Didn’t have to wait long.
I felt something slide its hands around my neck from behind, felt its fingers on my windpipe, its thumbs at the base of my skull. I kind of expected it to be cold, like icy or something. But they were hot, like someone with a fever, uncomfortable. Made my skin prickle. It said…something. Couldn’t tell you what it was now, only have the vaguest sensation of—of a voice, talking to me, right in my ear, hot breath on my skin. I kept thinking I could see it moving out of the corner of my eye but if I tried to turn my head to look, it would start squeezing my neck until it had cut off my air supply.
Sometimes I think I can remember that it had promised me things. Sometimes I think it might have said something about a fight or a war or something. A lot of the time I pretend the whole thing was because I was blackout drunk. But I know that last bit’s not true because I hadn’t been drinking that night. And I wasn’t too worried because, I mean, weird stuff happens to the four of us all the time, stuff that no one even remembers. We’ve been through…three? Zombie apocalypses now? Hell, Matt’s led one of them. All of us have died and come back to life. And—and the thing is, right, the thing is that no one else remembers it. I’m pretty sure there’s stuff that’s happened that we don’t even remember. Tord said somethin’ once about crossing time lines or some shit but I dunno about any of the string theory, philosophical bullshit.
All I know for sure is, that night, in the black that wasn’t dark, with this thing’s hands around my neck, a demon crawled inside me.
A demon crawled inside me and it lives there and it’s so. Fuckin’ angry. Or maybe I’m angry. I don’t know for sure anymore, it’s been too long.
But—[container unscrews, long pause]—mm, anyway. The thing with its hands on my throat somehow—it somehow pries my mouth open. Gets its fingers between my teeth and wrenches my jaw apart so hard it aches. And then there’s this…this purple thing. It looks darker than the black but it’s purple and maybe that’s just because it’s beyond human comprehension or some shit. Hell if I know. It got closer and closer and for the first time in there I was scared. I was fucking scared and I thought—I don’t know what I thought, all I remember for sure is this—this blinding panic. This kind of raw, mind-numbing terror that made my heart beat so hard it hurt and it was hard to breathe and all I could hear was this rushing sound in my ears as this—this cloudy purple thing got closer and closer. I tried to get away but I couldn’t move, I could only sit there and watch.
And it—it…it just…”
“Mr. Ri—sorry. Tom. Do you need a break? We can take a moment to—”
“No. If I don’t…if I don’t say it now—if I leave this room—I’m not comin’ back. And I gotta get this out. [a deep breath, let out slowly] Just…remembering it now…it still scares the shit outta me.
So this cloud thing…it…crawls inside my mouth. And I can feel it. It tastes like…like how ash smells? Or maybe like someone filled my mouth with ash. And embers. Because it was hot and it didn’t exactly burn, it was just—like that moment when you drink some coffee and it’s still hot but not so hot you burn your tongue but still hot enough you gotta sip it. You know what I mean?
And I can feel it s-sort of wr-wriggling…wriggling and squirming to get inside me and I’m t-trying to push it out with my tongue or—or close my mouth or something. Anything to keep this thing out. B-but it keeps flopping around and pushing itself inside my and I’m—I’m ch-choking on it, gagging, and I think I was crying and trying to scream and this thing—[gagging sound]”
“Tom—”
“N-no, no, stop, shut up, let me just—finish. Okay? Don’t! Don’t fuckin’ touch me! I’m fine! Just let me give my damn statement and get out of this place. It smells like death in here.”
“I…I apologize. Please continue.”
“It went down my throat. I could feel it sliding down my throat, feel it under the fingers of that thing that still held my mouth open. It was lighter than candyfloss but I felt it like I’d swallowed a chunk of bread without chewing it enough. It was gross and it was horrible and it was terrifying and I don’t think I’d wish it on anyone. Even that bastard Tord.
And then it was just…done. The hands were gone, the cloud thing was gone, and I was laying on the couch in our sitting room, gasping at the ceiling. Edd was the only one in there, watching the telly. Said he was too tired to carry to my room and then laughed at me for passing out. Maybe I shoulda said something then, should have told him what had just happened, what I’d seen. But I didn’t. Instead I ran to the bathroom and threw up. And it just never came up again, never had a reason to say anything. I kept getting distracted by things.
I didn’t know what had happened until the end of December, in 2014.
You remember that year? It was really wet. Kept raining but we hardly got any snow. Freezing cold but just…no snow, not really, nothing that really stuck.
Anyway, Edd had been on the roof fixing the satellite dish during a rainstorm. He ended up having another dick measuring contest with one of our neighbors, Eduardo. Um, I dunno his last name, actually. Var…something. Var…there was an “L” in there somewhere. Sorry. Can’t remember. Eduardo had this, like, “alien” satellite or something and I guess it was radioactive or whatever. Anyway, he and Edd both ended up with superpowers for 24 hours and I can see by the look on your face that you think I’m takin’ the piss and I swear to fuck I am not. You can look up the incident report yourself, probably. But I bet the coppers only wrote something about property damage due to gang violence or some bullshit. Might be pictures our there somewhere but I dunno how to find them. I’m afraid I’d see myself if I did.
So Eduardo punched me, like, three blocks. Should have killed me. Instead it just…it felt like something clicked into place. And I remembered that demon that had shoved its way down my throat. It was like it had been waiting for this.
It hurt, that first time.
When your body’s stretching and your muscles are tearing and your skin is warping and your bones are snapping and cracking and breaking into new shapes. It hurts like a son of a bitch. I wanted to die. But mostly I was just angry. I was so fucking angry.
Don’t remember much while I was…changed. Flashes of stuff; tearing through building, smashing cars, attacking Eduardo and Edd. I think I might have ate someone. I try not to think about it.
Eduardo hit me with something, some kind of energy beam, I dunno. Sent me flying and ripped that smoke right out of me. I remember it flying away, remember the feeling of it ripping out of my throat and tearing off into the night.
But whatever it had done was kind of…stuck to me, I guess. I can still turn into a monster. Almost did when Tord showed his damn commie face again and blew our house up. You can look that up too. 27 Durden Lane. Nothing but a crater now.
[a pause, sounds of container unscrewing, another pause, the thud of a fist hitting the table]
And the only fuckin’ reason I’m telling you people this is because—fuck it, you probably already think I’m insane—there’s some kind of big…bad thing on the way. Fuck if I know. Just. I just…feel it. Can smell it. Or something. Taste it like some dry fuckin’ rum in the back of my mouth. Maybe the world’s ending for real this time. Maybe everyone will actually remember it. I don’t know.
But this place fucking stinks like a bunch of rotten bodies, like that musty attic stench with dead bugs everywhere. And you don’t believe a damn word I’m saying because you think I’m just a drunk. Ha. I can’t even get drunk anymore.
Whatever. Believe what you want. We went to Hell and I’ve got demon powers. The end.”
“…right. Um. Is the whole…demon powers the reason why your eyes are like…that?”
“What? No. This is just ‘cause my mum’s a bowling ball. They’re hollow. See?”
“O-oh my god. State—statement ends.”
[click]
“I will admit I am…extremely skeptical of Mister—of Tom’s statement. It sound positively ludicrous, the delusions of a schizophrenic at their worst, I’d even hazard. I’d disregard his statement entirely if not for the visceral reactions he showed to some of his own words—though that only proves that he believes they’re true.
But his eyes…Christ, I’ve never seen anything like that. He could obviously see but they were just. Black pits in his head. Gone. He stuck his fingers in them. Not the worst thing I’ve seen, all things considered, but one of the most…disturbing? Uncomfortable, may be the better word.
Tim was able to find a police report on the incident at 27 Durden Lane on 13th March, 2016. It was written off as an accident but with some additional digging he managed to find…more. The rubble and blast patterns look more like they were caused by external explosions. Tim says it looks like a bomb went off. Or several bombs. The neighbor’s house—the residence of one Eduardo Varela, Markus Barnes, and Jonathan Rees—also sustained serious damage. Jonathan Rees reportedly died at the scene due to serious injury.
Martin managed to dig up a few photos from the incident in 2014. Most of them aren’t the best quality and it’s hard to tell what’s happening except for bright flashes of green. But one very clearly depicts a monstrous shape, as big as a building it looks like, with horns on its head. It’s hard to tell in the photograph but it appears to be purple. There was a reported explosion in a local park around the date Tom Ritehill claims he transformed into a monster, and there is a crater there from the police report. But that’s all the evidence we can find to support his…stories.
We tried to get into contact with Eddward Golding and Matthew Harvice but neither of them were very forthcoming. Edd Golding declined to comment altogether and Matt Harvice was…he was difficult to talk to. It was as if he kept losing his train of thought. I doubt he would make for a reliable source.
There was also an attempt to contact the individual Tord Lesion but none of the information we were able to find was up to date. The only thing Tim managed to scrounge up was an old wanted poster, several months out of date, with Tord Lesion’s image on it. He appears to be in a military style uniform with a shotgun. If Tom Ritehill’s claims that Tord is starting a personal army are to be believed, then I suppose this would be a reason to trust his word. Maybe.
[sigh] I suppose we could investigate these claims more in the future. Though I am very much inclined to ignore them.
End recording.”
[click]
“Supplemental.
It just occurred to me that it’s been very nearly four months since the incident with Jane Prentiss. This place has been scrubbed within an inch of its life, nearly burned with chemicals, steamed so badly that it made my eyes water with the lingering chemical smell when I finally came back from leave. It’s been so thoroughly cleaned that a blind dog trying to sniff his way out would have run into the walls.
And yet…and yet Thomas claimed he could…he could smell the death. He said…dead bugs. Specifically dead bugs. And decay. And I can’t…stop thinking about those tunnels…and what could still be down there.
…end supplemental.”
[end of tape]
#8ball fics#i don't feel very confident about this writing to the point where i almost didn't post this
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Hi gang I received exactly one compliment today and channeled that energy to write beaujes fic ft. caduceus and his plant metaphors here we go!!!
Read it HERE ON AO3 or check it out below the read more
The Mighty Nein stumbled into the Leaky Tap, too exhausted to try and make their way all the way to the Cobalt Soul Archive where they’d have free lodging. With all the money they’d received that day, one night’s rent was the last of their worries.
No, they had far more dangerous things to be concerned about, like how an ancient evil assassin of the Betrayer Gods had attacked them in broad daylight, in the middle of the Empire, in an attempt to kill them.
The assassin had retreated for now, vanishing through a wall and not reappearing, and Fjord’s new fuck-you-if-you’re-invisible magic indicated they weren’t hiding around waiting for another chance to strike, and Caleb hadn’t been able to detect any magic, and Jester and Caduceus had both checked in with their gods to see if the assassin was still close by and got a negative answer, but they were all still on edge.
Every other time, they’d been the ones to make the first strike on Obann. They’d hunted him down, or followed the clues to some creepy underground lair, they’d made the first move. Now he was striking back, and it had been brutal.
They paid for their rooms and headed upstairs, Beau drifting at the back of the pack just to make sure nothing followed them, and so no one could see her wince when she climbed up the stairs. The assassin (with the name The Inevitable End, how pretentious and also terrifying) had gotten her good, stabbing through her coat into the side of her back, just above her hip, but it hadn’t been enough to take her down, and in the long run, not as bad as what most of the others got.
So when Jester and Caduceus had called out to know who needed healing immediately after the fight, Beau hadn’t raised her hand. If the assassin came back, that magic could be put to better use.
At the front, Caleb and Nott disappeared into their room almost immediately, both bloodstained and exhausted. Jester was helping Fjord make his way up the stairs, the half-orc limping from the remnants of a nasty gash up his leg that had practically rendered him immobile for half the fight. Jester had one arm around his waist supporting him, the other holding his shoulder, her eyes filled with concern when she looked at him.
Concern and… other things, probably.
Beau tore her gaze away, feeling a swirling in her stomach (or maybe it was internal bleeding) and a stab of irritation at letting her mind drift to that when they’d all nearly died. So Jester was in love with Fjord. So what? It didn’t hurt.
In forcing her eyes away from Fjord and Jester, she looked at Caduceus, who paused at the top of the stairs waiting for them all to get to the top. They made eye contact, and Beau could never tell what was going on in Caduceus’ eyes, but always felt like they were watching, keeping an eye on things. Now it just felt like they were searching, peering straight through her and seeing everything.
And in the corner of her eye, she sees Jester help Fjord to the room he shares with Caleb and Nott, and the wound in her side is pulsing and so she stares down at the ground, focusing on getting up to the top of the stairs without tripping.
Caduceus’ hand, heavy but loose, easy to brush off if she really wanted to, caught her shoulder as she tried to brush past him, to go to the room she shared for Jester. For however much longer that would be happening. If Jester and Fjord got together they’d end up rooming together, wouldn’t they? That would make sense. The thought tasted bitter.
“Beauregard, would you mind helping me for a moment?” Caduceus’ voice didn’t pierce through her thoughts the way Nott’s or Jester’s might have. Instead, it melted through, soft and tired and just a little curious.
“Sure.” Beau desperately wanted to sleep, even though it was still early afternoon. But she followed Caduceus to his room anyway. He used to room with Yasha, while she’d still been with them. She wondered if he missed that. “What’s the problem?”
“If you could just hop me get this armour off, that’d be great.” Caduceus said smoothly, taking off his coat. “It can be hard to get off in the best of times.” And this sure wasn’t the best of times.
“Yeah, sure,” Beau said, following Caduceus’ instructions on where some of the buckles and knots that held his armour together were, pulling it off and laying it on the ground. “I guess this wasn’t so useful against that knife.”
“They likely saved me from even further harm.” Caduceus mused, picking up one of the pieces and examining it. “I would never be able to continue on the way you do, without armour.”
“I’m quick,” Beau said. Even if he wasn’t looking directly at her, it felt like he was. “Don’t need armour if they can’t catch you.”
“Hmm. Would you mind letting me see your injury?” Beau’s eyes widened, and Caduceus turned to look at her.
“Ah shit, this was a trap.” She scowled, only realising after she’d said it that she effectively admitted she was hurt. The corner of Caduceus’ mouth twitched, and he gestured towards one of the beds in the room.
“Yes, it was.”
Beau’s eyes flickered to the door, which was ever-so-slightly ajar, before she finally sighed, slipping off her long coat and dropping it onto the floor so she wouldn’t get blood on the bed, before sitting down. Maybe she’d get blood on the bed anyway. Too late now.
Caduceus circled around until he located the injury, humming to himself. “That looks painful, Beau.”
“I’m still standing, so it probably wasn’t poison, at least,” Beau said, smiling hollowly.
“You know you can tell us you need healing before you’re on death’s door.” That was an annoying thing about Caduceus. He was entirely laidback and chill, and then all of a sudden he’s cutting right to the point while Beau is still dancing around the outside of it and trying to run away.
“I know.” She said, stiffening up as Caduceus carefully poked the area around the injury, probing it. “The others needed it more.”
“We still have bandages, and salves, and other non-magical ways of dealing with this,” Caduceus said, pressing his hand over the wound.
It was always a relief to feel the healing magic settling through, even though Beau was still certain there was a better use for it. “It woulda been fine by morning.”
“That’s not the point, and I think you know that,” Caduceus said, in a tone that could almost be considered snappy.
“No point making Jester fret if she doesn’t have to. She’s got enough to worry about.” Beau frowned, closing her eyes as the last of the healing sunk in. “She’s got… other things to be thinking about. Other people.”
“She’s your best friend. She thinks about you a lot.” Caduceus came back around in front of her, his eyebrows knitting together. “Did something happen between you two?”
“Nothing happened.” Beau scoffed, running a hand over where the injury had been, finding nothing but a raised bump that she knew would be gone by the morning, and half-dried blood. “She’s just… I’m…” Her voice trailed off.
Caduceus stayed patiently quiet, which was very annoying when Beau was trying to wait him out so that he’d let her go without any more awkward questions.
Finally, she groaned. “I just talked to Nott today, right? Because Jester was talking to Fjord, and I was wondering what they were talking about.”
“Oh. Yes, I noticed you all talking to each other earlier today.” Caduceus nodded, and Beau wasn’t even surprised. Of course, he would have noticed.
“Well, did you hear what any of us said? Did you hear what Fjord and Jester were talking about?”
“No, I didn’t pay attention to either conversation. I assumed if it was important you’d tell us all eventually.” How irritatingly respectful of him.
“Cool. Cool.” Beau hesitated for a moment, her hands curling into fists. “Nott said she thinks Jester has feelings for Fjord, and that it’s requited. Which makes sense. Like, Jester flirted with him a lot ages ago but she hasn’t really done it as much recently so I thought maybe she’d kinda moved on. But like, why wouldn’t she fall for Fjord? He’s tall and she met him before she met me and he’s got cool magic and has saved her life a bunch or whatever.”
“I think all of us have saved each others lives more than once,” Caduceus said, frowning ever so slightly. “It’s not an inherently romantic gesture.”
“Yeah, but… if someone you like saves your life, it’s different.” Beau stood up, thinking about all the times she’d come back from unconsciousness only to see Jester’s face above her. Sometimes concerned, sometimes angry, sometimes scared, always beautiful. “And of course Fjord would fall in love with her. She’s amazing, he’d have to be totally stupid not to fall in love with her. Asshole.”
She winced. “I mean, he’s not an asshole. He’s one of my other best friends, he’s great. I’m rambling. There’s nothing wrong here and it’s great and I’m just being weird again and I should be happy for them.”
Caduceus was looking at her and she could practically see the wheels turning in his brain, seeming to come to a conclusion. He cleared his throat, taking a seat on the bed she’d just vacated and holding his hands together like he was praying, but with the top of his fingers pointed towards her.
“Beau…” he began, pausing for a moment to inhale before continuing. It wasn’t the kind of ‘inhale so I can figure out exactly how to tell you how stupid you’re being’ inhale that she was intimately familiar with, but more of a ‘inhale so I can pick the perfect plant metaphor to talk about this situation with, because plants are just that fucking awesome’. “You know there’s lots of different kinds of plants in the world.”
Beau sat down on the other bed in the room, her gaze on the floor. Plant metaphors. Knew it.
“Sometimes plants that you think will grow well together, that come from a similar environment and look great when separated, don’t actually thrive together. You can still push them together, and water them and give them the care and attention they need, but it just doesn’t work. Sometimes some plants do grow well together, but not as well as they possibly could. One might grow taller and steal the sunlight from the other, or one might develop deeper roots and take most of the water. There’s no understanding between them.”
Beau stared, trying to figure out the exact parameters of this metaphor. Was she a plant? Was the gardener involved at all or were they representative of fate or something?
“But sometimes, you can get two plants that come from entirely different places, two entirely different countries. You would never think to put them together at first, but when you do, and you pay attention, you realise they go together wonderfully. Their roots can intertwine, their flowers bloom together, and one could be mistaken for thinking they’re nurturing each other, making up for something the other lacks. But the plants can’t create that connection by doing nothing. They have to reach for it.”
Nodding slowly so that Caduceus couldn’t tell exactly how terribly lost she was in all this, Beau tried to process it.
She’d already practically spelled out to Caduceus that she had feelings for Jester, but she had no idea what he was trying to say about it. Did he think they’d be good together? Did he think she should confess because Jester and Fjord got officially together? Which plant was she supposed to be?
Sometimes, metaphors sucked.
“Right.” She finally said, after a long pause that she assumed to mean Caduceus was finished talking for now.
Feeling restless, like something was crawling underneath her skin, she stood up again, scooping up her coat and heading for the door. “Thanks. I guess. For the healing.”
Caduceus hummed in acknowledgment, wishing her a good night’s sleep as she left the room. As if she’d even be able to get to sleep at all.
She half expected her room to be empty when she got there but no, Jester was sitting on one of the beds, relief washing over her face when she saw Beau walk in, quickly disappearing beneath a tired smile. “Beau! Where did you go?”
“Caduceus wanted me to help him with his armour,” Beau said, dropping her coat on the other bed. She bit the inside of her cheek, and then mumbled an addition, “Also, he healed some injury I had, no big deal.”
“You were hurt?” Jester’s head snapped towards her, frowning. “Beau, you didn’t say you were hurt!”
She scrambled up to look Beau over, squinting at every scar and poking every scratch she could see. “Hiding injuries is really bad for you!”
“Yeah, I already got that lecture from Caduceus, don’t worry about it.” Beau’s mind was spinning, her heart beating like it was going to burst out of her chest, only speeding up when Jester looked up at her.
“Beau, today was really scary. What if you didn’t get it healed and then there was internal bleeding and then you died overnight or something?”
Beau opened her mouth to retort, before dropping her head. “I’m sorry.”
Jester’s face scrunched up a little before relaxing, wrapping her arms around her shoulders in a hug. “At least Caduceus fixed it. But you can come to me, you know?”
“You were worrying about the others. Fjord and whatever.” Beau murmured. “I didn’t want to impose.”
“You’re not imposing, Beau,” Jester said, her brows furrowing together. “What does Fjord have to do with it?”
Shit. Abort. Go back to Caduceus and talk about plant metaphors! “Nothing! He was just- more hurt. You were busy with him! And I get it, you know, I don’t mind, it’s fine, I know how you feel-”
“How I feel?” Shit, she’d said too much- “What do you mean, Beau?”
Wishing the window was close enough for her to jump out of it to escape this conversation, Beau stammered for a few moments. “You know… you… like him and everything. Romantically.”
Jester’s frown deepened, and her arms dropped to her side, leaving Beau standing by herself. “Why- I don’t- Why do you think that?”
Ordinarily, Beau would have expected Jester to blush and giggle at that declaration, maybe deny it. Instead, she just looked confused, and a bit worried. “Because… you were. You tried to flirt with him. All that… that Oskar stuff.”
Now Jester actually grimaced, suddenly entirely uncomfortable. “No, I- I thought I liked him. Maybe I did, I’m not sure- but I don’t anymore.” She scratched lightly at her arms, her cheeks flushed.
“You don’t?” Beau blinked, staring Jester in the eye and suddenly re-evaluating everything she thought she knew about current group dynamics.
“No!” Now Jester actually laughed, curtly and nervously, before trailing off. “Why… why does it matter?”
Beau swallowed her words, the silence after that question hanging in the air like a heavy weight. “I thought… I-”
“Even if I did like Fjord, it wouldn’t change anything! You’re my- my best friend, I like you so much!”
“I like you too!” Beau said quickly, all of her emotions swirling inside her, threading to spill over. “But I thought you were in love with Fjord and that just- I was jealous! I was jealous because I’m in love with you!”
Jester’s eyes widened, and suddenly Beau was frozen. For a few moments, there was nothing but the sound of quick breathing and muffled city sounds that felt a million miles away.
Beau hung her head, her face and neck feeling like they were on fire. Jester took a step forward, then another, until she was just in front of Beau, so close she could feel her breath. “You love me?”
She just nodded, and then there was a finger under her chin, gently tilting her head upwards until she was looking at Jester. Her eyes were shining, and then both her hands cupped Beau’s cheeks.
“Jes?”
Without another word Jester stood up on the tips of her toes, pulling Beau down at the same time until their lips met, eyes squeezed tight. Beau started with surprise and almost pulled away before stopping herself, leaning in the cool touch of her skin, all thoughts of jealousy and plants and blood suddenly insignificant in the fact of this moment. She closed her eyes too and kissed back, passionately for a second before it faded and they pulled away, staring into each other’s eyes.
“You love me,” Jester repeated breathlessly.
“Yeah.” Beau felt numb, a part of her in disbelief this was happening. Maybe she had fallen unconscious, and this was all an elaborate dream. “Do you love me?”
“I think so.” Jester’s eyes flickered down to Beau’s lips, her mouth curling upward. “Might… might need another kiss to know for sure.”
Beau couldn’t help a short laugh, reaching her hands around Jester’s waist and pulling her in close. “Happy to oblige.”
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Self Sacrafice is a Bitch: Chapter 2
Ao3
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Wow I actually finished a 2nd chapter??? who woulda thunk. Updates every monday!
Comments are greatly appreciated! Give me advice on what to do and I might give you a sneak peak at the story!
Rating:Not Rated
Archive Warning:Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category:Gen
Chapter: 2/?
Fandoms:Marvel Cinematic UniverseSpider-Man (Tom Holland Movies)The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types
Relationships:Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Peter Parker & Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), peter parker & all the avengers, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, May Parker (Spider-Man) & Peter Parker, Michelle Jones/Peter Parker, Ned Leeds & Peter Parker
Characters:Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Steve Rogers, Happy Hogan, May Parker, Michelle Jones, Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Thor (Marvel), Peter Quill, Wanda Maximoff, James "Bucky" Barnes, Bruce Banner, Helen Cho, Nick Fury, Flash Thompson, everyone else who i forgot, its literally everyone i swear
Additional Tags: endgame fix it fic, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, Whump, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Tony Stark Needs a Hug, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Near Death Experiences, Recovery, Amputation, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, probably more than i remember
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Tony’s world came to a stop as Peter’s fingers snapped and a burst of energy encompassed the universe. Thanos’ army was turning to dust all around them, but all he could focus on was Peter- his kid - dropping to the ground with a thud.
No.
All at once, time sped up. He was surging forward, raw and unfiltered panic coursing through his veins. The coms were lighting up, victory cries echoing in his ears as his world shattered. He dropped to his knees, scooping his son- yes, he decided, this is his son- into his arms. A sob tore through him at the sight of his mangled arm and face.
Peter’s eyes were glassy with shock, his breath shallow and uneven, but even that was enough to give Tony some sense of relief- because he survived.
Against every odd, His kid survived.
Peter started coughing weakly, and realization dawned on Tony.
His celebration might be short lived.
“Get a med evac…” he said numbly, registering people in the coms asking him what was wrong. Everything caught up with him then, and the shock of what had happened was overcome by pure terror at the sight of his child slipping out of consciousness.
Was he going to die?
“I said get a fucking med evac for the kid!” He screamed into the coms.
People that were near him on the battlefield were rushing through the debris to get to him then, some Tony recognized and some he didn’t, but he didn’t care. His kid was looking up at him with dazed and pained eyes, begging for comfort. Tony squeezed him tight as he whispered quiet assurances to him.
“You’re okay Peter… I’ve got you… Just hold on, okay?” He said through tears, and Peter stared up at him, limp in his arms as his breath began rattling in his chest- the rattle that came with a broken system shutting down.
He couldn’t die now. He had survived the snap. He couldn’t die now.
The wizard was in front of them. He ran his hand over Peter as he tried to assess the damage. Tony looked to his face for answers, but the man was stoic.
A medical team that was on the ground rushed over and started to try to take Peter out of his arms. Every instinct he had was telling him to hold onto the kid's limp form, but he knew he had to let these people do their job. As his kid was torn from his arms, he felt a cold emptiness encompass him. It left him breathless.
They were acting like they were losing him.
He felt a firm hand start to pull him to his feet. Steve steadied him as he led him toward the helicopter that was now landing in front of them.
“Go with Queens, Tony. There is an underground bunker with a full medical facility just a few miles north. That’s where they will take him.” He said solemnly. Tony blinked at him slowly as he tried to process what had just happened.
“Tony, go with him. He needs you.” He heard Pepper say firmly into the coms.
That snapped him back to reality.
Hardening his resolve, Tony stepped out of his suit.
Yes, his kid needed him right now.
He wasn’t going to let his kid die.
…
The ride on the helicopter felt like an eternity, but it must have only been about 10 minutes. His kid, being hooked up to an IV in his right arm, his left arm wrapped in a tourniquet since it was mutilated beyond repair. The thought of his kid losing his arm just about made him throw up whatever meal he had last eaten onto the metal floor, but he held fast in his position by Peter’s side. He flatlined half-way there, and Tony had almost passed out as he held his breath while they resuscitated him. Tony simply held the kid’s limp hand, trying to keep him grounded.
His kid was flatlining, and he was completely useless.
Peter’s heart had restarted right before they landed, a breathing tube shoved down his throat as he arched off the gurney. Tony’s eyes went wide and panicked at the sight of his kid fighting back, but Strange assured him it was a good sign that he was resisting.
Tony rushed to keep up with the team as they hurried Peter into the OR. They blocked Tony at the door.
“We’ve got it from here, Mr. Stark.” One of the doctors said, ushering both him and Strange out into a large waiting room.
And then all was still.
And Tony broke.
His breaths were coming in as short gasps, his body shaking as his mind became clouded with panic.
Flatlines and glassy eyes.
Strange put a steadying hand on his shoulder.
“Stark, keep it together.”
Pale skin turning a lifeless gray.
Tony couldn’t breathe. His world was collapsing. His kid- His kid who he had just gotten back after 5 whole years of thinking he would never see him again- was in there fighting for his life.
The defibrillator bouncing off of Peter’s chest.
“You said… One reality. One reality where we won.”
Strange nodded.
“Then why did you save me?!” Tony screamed, tears running down his face. “Why save me if Peter was the one who was going to- to do that?”
A deathly rattle in his chest.
“Because he was only going to do it if you were going to sacrifice yourself, Tony. This is the only reality where we get the stones, and Peter was always the one to step in and stop you. It was always going to be Peter, Tony. It was always him.”
The smell of burnt flesh.
Denial shook his very core, and he grit his teeth.
“This had to happen, Tony. It had to be this way.”
Tony punched a hole into the wall.
“Like hell it had to be this way!” He roared, white dry wall falling onto the floor as he pulled his hand back and slammed it into the wall again.
A limp body in his arms.
The rest of the Avengers filed in then, Steve, Sam, Thor, Clint, Bucky and Rhodey all stiff at the sight of Tony mid-meltdown.
“Tony, you need to calm down.” Steve said softly, not having seen his friend this upset since learning who killed his parents.
“Calm Down? CALM DOWN?!” He screams, glaring daggers at the man. “My kid is in their dying on the table, and you want me to calm down, Rogers?!”
Yes.
That’s right.
His kid was dying.
The realization hit him like a bullet. He started sobbing.
The others straightened up as Tony broke down. Steve furrowed his brow. “What do you mean, your kid, Stark?”
Tony simply shook his head.
Clint stepped forward then, a knowing look on his face. He put his hand on Tony’s shoulder.
“Kids aren’t supposed to die for their parents, Barton.” Tony whispered. Clint nodded in understanding.
“Peter’s more than just your kid though, Tony. He’s an Avenger. He’s a hero.”
Tony clenched his teeth.
“I should have never brought him into this.” He whispered.
“The universe would be in chaos if you hadn’t.”
The thought didn’t comfort him.
“Tony?”
Tony lifted his head to see Pepper rushing out of her suit and towards where he was.
“Pep.”
Clint stepped out of the way as Pepper embraced Tony. Tears were streaming down her face.
“Pep, the kid… the kid Pep.”
“I know… Tony I know.” She sobbed. She wiped the tears from Tony’s face.
Tony felt the strength leave his legs as a deep sorrow set in his bones. Pepper led him to a chair, and he dropped his head into his hands.
...
He wasn’t sure how long he sat there, Pepper comforting him as others talked around him. He was aware that people were looking at him. They didn’t know how to help, and Tony knew they couldn’t. Clint seemed the most apt to tend to him, bringing him some water at some point. Other people whispered how they didn’t know Tony was so attached to Peter. He almost scoffed. How could he not feel like a father to Peter? Peter was the most honest, loving, excited kid he had ever met, and he couldn’t help but fall into the role he was now playing.
He hadn’t made it obvious though. He guesses he didn’t even completely know how important Peter was to him until he had Morgan. As he watched Morgan grow, he realized he felt the same way he had with Peter. That tug at his heart- the need to protect and love her.
Tony hadn’t realized Peter was his son until he was already gone.
And now, here he was, losing him all over again.
His soul felt empty.
The world droned on around him when a piercing voice that sounded as panicked as he was pulled him from his sorrows.
“Where is my baby?!” May Parker screamed, tears streaming down her face. She spotted Tony then, his eyes lifeless and swollen.
She rushed up to him, getting on her knees in front of him and grabbing his shoulders.
“Tony, tell me he’s okay. Tony please- please tell me he survived!”
Tony took a shaky breath, placing his hand on hers.
“He’s alive May. He’s- He’s in surgery. I don’t- I don’t know what is happening beyond that.”
She searched his eyes, begging for assurance. Her hand shook in his grasp.
“Fix this, Tony Stark. You’re the only one I know that can fix this. Please- I don’t know how, I don’t know what you need...I just… I need him, Tony. I won’t make it without him.” She sobs. Tony knows she means it.
“May, sit down.” Pepper says softly. She pulls May into the chair besides Tony. May crumples against her and sobs wracked her body.
“My baby, Pepper, My baby…”
“I know…” Pepper said softly. “But we are here. And we are going to do everything we can.”
May just sobbed harder.
The weight in the room seemed heavier now, the other Avengers taking in the sight of grieving guardians.
“How old is he, Tony?” Someone asked- he didn’t even bother to see who it was.
“Sixteen.” He said softly. He felt the tension in the air spike.
“Shit- Tony he’s a kid.” He heard Sam say in exasperation. “I knew he was young- I could tell when I met him he was young- but damn sixteen?”
“He was actually 15 when you met him, and 14 when I found him on youtube stopping a car from crashing into a bus.”
“Shit.”
Guilt started to consume him.
He had brought him into this.
“The next generation, huh?” Clint says softly. “He’s only two years older than my boy Cooper. They think they are all grown up.”
Tony grimaced.
Peter might not ever get a chance to grow up now.
“We can’t stop them though, from thinking they are adults. That’s just how they are.”
“So what now?” Tony whispered. “We just sit here? We just sit here and let a kid die for us?”
“We will not let him die.” He heard a young woman say. She was in scrubs, and must have been a nurse at the medical facility. She was probably trying to tend to the less injured.
“If there is a way to save him, we will. We put our best doctors in there. If he can be saved, we will save him.”
Tony saw a fire in her eyes.
He wish he had that confidence.
A sharp ring cut through the air, making Tony jump. May fumbled for her phone. She took a sharp inhale as she saw the caller id.
She cleared her throat and picked up.
“Ned, sweetie-”
“Where is he?!” Tony heard a shout on the phone, loud enough for everyone to hear. May covered the speaker and stepped down the hall.
Tony wanted to ask how Ted or Ned or whatever knew Peter was hurt, but his question was answered when his phone lit up.
A search you track is now trending: Spiderman.
“Someone turn on the news.” He said quickly, Steve grabbing a remote and turning on a TV in the corner of the waiting room.
An anchor sat in front of the camera, his eyes shining with tears as he tried to keep his composure. The lower thirds on the bottom of the screen boldly declaring “Thanos Defeated by Spiderman.”
Everyone watched with rapt attention.
“The Avenger’s Compound was destroyed by Thanos and his army soon after the reappearance of victims of the snap, people in shock as they reunited with loved ones they thought long deceased. According to a witness who had access to a drone, a young man in a blue and red suit stole the stones from Iron Man in the last minute and used them to defeat Thanos before collapsing to the ground.”
A video starts playing then, shaky footage from about 200 feet away of the moment the snap happened, the drone focusing in on peter’s form from a distance. Tony feels his mouth go dry as he sees his kid drop once again.
“As you can see from this video, a medical team tends to the man before loading him into the helicopter. His identity cannot be made out with the footage taken by the witness, but people online are claiming the man is a local neighborhood hero from Queens known as Spiderman.”
His phone began ringing then, and he grimaced at the name on the screen.
Thaddeus Ross.
#peter parker#tony stark#whump#mcu#avengers: endgame#fix it fic#sick fic#i guess?#recovery#ptsd#amputations#good shit man#tony stark has a heart#tony stark needs a hug#peter parker needs a hug#morgan stark is a little sister#all that stuff#Self Sacrifice is a Bitch#Too Young to Die#it gets worse before it gets better#near death experiences#angst with a happy ending#hurt/comfort#angst
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August 23rd, 2018 CTP Archive
The archive for the Comic Tea Party chat that occurred on August 23rd, 2018, from 5PM - 7PM PDT. The chat focused on Pathways: Chronicles of Tuvana by Elaine Tipping.
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✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
COMIC TEA PARTY START!
Good day everyone~! This week’s Comic Tea Party is now officially beginning~! Today we are discussing Pathways: Chronicles of Tuvana by Elaine Tipping~! (http://pathways.smackjeeves.com/) For those new or in need of a reminder, discussions about the comic are freeform, so please feel free to bring up whatever you wish. However, every 30 minutes I will be dropping in a discussion question for participants to help those who would like a prompt. These questions are totally OPTIONAL to answer! If you miss out on any though, they’ll be pinned for the duration of the chat once they’re posted~! Remember, constructive criticism is allowed, but the primary focus here is to have fun and appreciate the amazing comic~! All that being said, let’s get started and have a great discussion!
QUESTION 1. What is your favorite scene in the comic so far and why?
snuffysam
the most recent couple pages are my favorite
"help me!" hides under cape
Kabocha
Ufufufu. Actually I'm really enjoying the current scene and chapter with Atawn trying to escape. Both he and this guard are in for an adventure... Also, the guard is such a good egg. I hope we find out their name soon.
Respheal
The guard is a good friend
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
yeah i loved the cape thing. mostly cause i appreciate any cape that is big enough to hide a whole person
Respheal
I liked finding the people in the cave because that was the first bit where I was really like "Go on....-scoots forward in seat-"
Kabocha
The stakes are super high, too. Like, I'm already super into the adorable scholar character type, so I want to protect him. I'm a little bit surprised how quickly things escalated. (Well, not really)
YES
I wonder what the deal is
http://pathways.smackjeeves.com/comics/2595217/pathways-58/ We know they're considered Gods now, but it's like. ........ All right, so....... how doomed is everyone, and how many survivors are there going to be out of the researchers, not counting Atawn
snuffysam
doomed from the gods or doomed from getting their camps burned?
Kabocha
It's DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM Does it really matter? I mean, Zealots are gonna zealot....
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
unless the zealots arent zealoting and just know more and are trying to save everyone from the scourge that is their spooky gods
TriaElf9
Eee I'm glad people like the cape bit, I'm so happy we hit it before this chat happened ^_^
🎵Tenor🎶
IDK if ill be back in time but wanted to say I love the story and art and I have so many speculations. Love its presentation and eager 4 more
Kabocha
@✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨ ...Good point. That would be a twist XD
"OUR GODS ARE AWFUL, WE WANTED THEM TO REMAIN BURIED AND DEAD"
snuffysam
"nobody leaves" sounds like a fun way to save people
as does setting their tents on fire
Respheal
My first impression is that the Akarna aren't awful? I didn't get that sorta vibe from them.....in what little we've seen
But yeah, zealots gonna zealot
Kabocha
What types of gods command you to light things on fire?!
The best ones
.......or the worst ones, if they're living things
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
well tbf they couldve lit the tents on fire while the scholars were inside
legit that is what i expected when atawn turned the corner
to just have on fire ppl everywhere
>_>
Respheal
Hahaha kinda x'D
That woulda been baaaaaaaaaaad
As if the situation isn't bad enough as it is
Kabocha
you mean they're not planning to do that now?
I mean, they realized Atawn escaped, if he gets caught, he's SUPER dead
and so is the guard, I'm sure
Respheal
.....probably
They certainly don't want this info leaving
Kabocha
Yeahhhhhhh
Respheal
Makes me wonder if they have some more "humane" way of not letting the information leave
Since clearly the books aren't leaving this camp
(Mind wiping? I dunno lol)
Kabocha
What is the magic like in this world, I wonder :3
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
i think they mentioned they were gonna lock them up
so just eternal prison
forever
Respheal
Oh
Kabocha
They're going to get tired of feeding them at some point
TriaElf9
Yeah I will note, that big tent was the main research tent, so essentially they burnt all the information that'd been collected
And yeah, they have indeed started the clock on that, where it leads, we'll have to see ^_-
Kabocha
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
TriaElf9
TELL ME ABOUT IT it's very hard to not just blurt it all out AHHHH
Respheal
x'D
It was smart to tell Atawn to just memorize everything though
Kabocha
I'm not at the point in the comic where I can start spouting conspiracy theories. I MUST KNOW MORE
Respheal
Good bit of foresight there
Kabocha
or am I
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
plot twist: everyone just goes home and lives happily ever after, no deaths. and the bad guys pay for the damages.
TriaElf9
I want to know the theories!!
AHAHAH perfect, it's just festivals and parties until the end
Respheal
All I know is I'm in the "An Akarna person joins the party" party
Kabocha
Ahahahaha
The Guard's actually a spy
Respheal
Wakey, wakey, Akarna person, you've overslept by like a thousand years
Kabocha
He's infiltrated the Mikarna, and is looking to get information out about their gods, and the TRUTH about the Akarna's sudden disappearance
The truth being they have a secret magitek that was sealed away -- because they threatened the world. The other countries engaged in a war with them resulting in a pyrrhic victory... and forcing the Akarna underground for millenia...
.................................And they all had cake
TriaElf9
mmmm cake
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
well at least cake denotes a happy ending O_O
Kabocha
That's the terrible Magitek secret the Akarna had. A killer cake recipe.
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
the one cake to rule them all
snuffysam
there's a reason they call it death by chocolate
Kabocha
GASP
TriaElf9
AHAH ^_^
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
aside from the guards since were still on favorite scene i want to mention i really enjoyed the festival montage. it was nice seeing all the activities, and i think the fireworks at the end really tied it all together with some beautiful imagery
Kabocha
A shame they're going to soon be embroiled in an international incident
TriaElf9
Aww, yay! ^_^
eheh
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
well we have to have calm before the storm O_O so ill take what calm i can get
Kabocha
I'm sure there'll be plenty of nice, calm moments
TriaElf9
I actually drew all that after having gone through festival season here, as well as a fireworks festival, so I had a lot of places to draw from for inspiration ^_^
Kabocha
enough for us to get attached to all of the adorable characters
Awww
TriaElf9
OH yes, I want to show the world through down-time as well as the AHHH time ^_^ it can't all be AHHHH or we'd get tired
Kabocha
YES
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
i also wanna say i really love that one doublepage where you see the crowd and the wall. i really love that huge sense of scale that makes you go "dang those walls are some marvel of architecture."
Kabocha
The color illustrations for pathways are a treat, too
http://pathways.smackjeeves.com/comics/2534068/chapter-2-the-dig/ Like, even though this is based in what could be a very brown landscape, the reds and greens add such a nice warmth to it, and the cool blues for shading are just pleasant
TriaElf9
Fun fact, that city is actually the smallest of the main cities in Tuvana ^_-
And I'm glad that page came out well, it took foreeeveerrrrrrr
Kabocha
http://pathways.smackjeeves.com/comics/2622607/chpt-3-attack-on-the-camp/ ...To be honest, it took everything in me not to start throwing fire puns when this page came out
Respheal
Do it
Unleash the puns
Kabocha
It's so serious in context, I can't help but make fire jokes
TriaElf9
I love how it was all "yeah, I'm gonna start this comic, it'll be great! I'll just start with....a massive festival... with thousands of people WHY DID I DO THIS TO MYSELF
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
i demand fire puns
Respheal
They are both very nice cover pages
Ha! xD
TriaElf9
omh puns are the best
Kabocha
This cover page is HOT -- have you seen it yet?!
TriaElf9
HEHEH
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
beautiful
serious context is even more reason for puns
gotta defuse that tense situation
TriaElf9
so true
Kabocha
The Mikarna really brought the heat!
My passion for this comic cannot be extinguished!
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
but puns aside i do think the chapter covers are really nice. its some immensely beautiful coloring.
TriaElf9
Ah, Miakarna ^_^
but yes, they did bring the heat eheh
aww, thank you! ^////^
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
masterpieces. kabo just gonna have to make a book of puns to story situations
Kabocha
Things are really heating up for the researchers... ....You could say it's... in tents...
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
the holy head guy was like "you need to put the heat on." miakarna set the tents on fire. holy head guy like "I DIDNT MEAN LITERALLY"
Kabocha
PFFFF
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
QUESTION 2. After discovering the supposed Akarna, things go downhill for the scholars at the ruins rather quickly. Do you think that Atawn will manage to escape? If he does, will he actually manage to make it somewhere safe, or will he be pursued and captured eventually anyway? Where will Atawn even go? Why do you think that Miakarna guard is helping Atawn, and will the guard suffer consequences for helping later on? Will Atawn’s records be of use, and if so how? What do you think will happen to the other scholars that Atawn left behind? Lastly, what do you think will be the consequences for the Miakarna regarding their actions? Will they spark a potential war, or will their declaration of the scholars being profane be allowed to stand?
Kabocha
Someone told the Mikarna to light a fire under someone's ass to get all the research disposed of -- they probably weren't meaning literally
TriaElf9
Oh man, all great questions!!!
snuffysam
maybe this whole thing is a misunderstanding. maybe the miakarna are fine with discovering religious secrets, they just don't like holes in the ground.
Kabocha
@snuffysam -- like Trypophobia, just on a large scale?
where there's one hole with people in it, there might be another
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
holes are like graffiti of the earth
cant have hoodlums adding their graffiti
snuffysam
my hope is that atawn and the guard become best buddies and escape to visit taria and friends. and then the gang has a bunch of misadventures in an attempt to quell a brewing holy war.
Kabocha
http://pathways.smackjeeves.com/comics/2610497/pathways-62/ Well, Rykhana'i will probably not take this well. "Oh, yeah, we uh, lost one of your guys, and burnt all their research. No you can't visit them. NO. THEY'RE TOTALLY FINE"(edited)
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
this is assuming they can get word out. which tbh i do think they can
i think atawn will make it
with the guards help
Kabocha
we can hope
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
i believe O_O
although i dont think the guard is going to be safe in the long run
Kabocha
Is the guard already raising death flags for you?
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
yes
ankoart
Atawn's gonna escape, but probably be pursued as he tries to tell others about what he's seen. A man on the run! The guard is gonna join him cause he probably knows shady stuff is afoot and feels guilty just standing by and doing nothing. He seems like the thoughtful type, and he probably became a guard to protect and serve others, not deceive them.
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
super death flags
the guard is a profaner O_O
Kabocha
To be honest, I think Atawn's more likely to be injured badly and have to adapt, the guard will be fine long-term.
ankoart
-hugs the guard- don't you touch him
TriaElf9
eats popcorn, grinning
Kabocha
oh no
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
yeah i do get the impression the guard has a kind soul at least and is becoming disillusioned
which good for the guard
Kabocha
I still think the guard's a spy
TriaElf9
WHY CAN'T I DRAW THE COMIC FASTERRRR so many parts to get toooo
Kabocha
AHAHAHAHAHAH
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
someone on the inside should be thinking "maybe its us who are the bad guys"
TriaElf9
"are we the baddies?"
ankoart
Maybe the real baddies are the friends we made along the way
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
LOL the plot twist of the century
Kabocha
http://pathways.smackjeeves.com/comics/2550453/pathways-43/ I dunno, Guard totally knows who the baddies are. They're very observant
OH NO ANKO
@TriaElf9 -- ....how long until we find out the Guard's name
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
in regards to the other scholars i also see death flags over them. like i think for now theyll be locked up. but then ya know, public executions of the profane and all that to set an example
im gonna burst out laughing if the guard's name is "Guard"
Kabocha
As soon as Atawn finds a place to stop and write a letter, there's going to be a newspaper or something: "SCHOLARS FIRED"
TriaElf9
AHAH
Respheal
> FIRED
Why
Why do you do this
TriaElf9
We'll learn more about the guard soon, I've drawn those pages already, it's just a matter of getting to them in the posting schedule ^_-
extra extra, read all about it! ^_^
Kabocha
@TriaElf9 appreciates my awful, awful jokes
ankoart
It's good to have things to look forward to reading soon!
Respheal
The guard seems smart, so I imagine they'll make it out of this alright I don't foresee them following the narrative much though? But that's just my guess
TriaElf9
I'm trying to build a buffer, so I'm like a bunch of pages ahead, so I keep getting surprised when I check the site and we're not there yet lol
Kabocha
Aaaaaaa I know this feeling. XD But that's okay
So, so far, I can group everyone in this comic into two distinct groups: "Adorable Characters I must protect" and "Flamethrowers"
Respheal
Yes xD
TriaElf9
EHEH
ankoart
I get the feeling they're gonna be joining the narrative to stay~
Kabocha
Actually, you know.... Could we call this event the start of a... flame war?
TriaElf9
I think the other question is, how is this all going to affect Atawn really ^_-
AHAHAHAH
Respheal
istg
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
i feel the guard will be around for a while at least. the guard will rise to help again O_O
atawn will be fine. no years of therapy needed or anything
Kabocha
Yep
Respheal
Oh yeah I imagine the guard'll be back at some point if we do part ways with them now
TriaElf9
no survivor's guilt or anything NAH
Kabocha
definitely no therapy necessary never
Respheal
Ahahahaha poor Atawn x'D
Kabocha
Y'all should look at the vote incentive
snuffysam
atawn and the guard get captured. the rest of the comic is taria and gang doing something completely different.
Respheal
Wait
Waaaaaaaaaaaait
the person behind Atawn
TriaElf9
Oh yeah, my full cast art reveals a lot lol
Respheal
I rescind my remarks; Guardfriend joins the gang
Kabocha
GuardFriend is even more adorable without the helmet
TriaElf9
tho it takes the context of connecting faces and people eheheh
excelleennnttt ^_^
Kabocha
+10 want to protect score
Respheal
Also I do really love the umbrella idea with that art. So cute!
ankoart
I wanna know more about the dragons. Everyone deserves dragon cuddles.
Kabocha
YES OH GOODNESS
the dragons are freakin' CUTE
Respheal
Shvir is a good noodle friend
TriaElf9
I also wanted to do a pride yukata picture, but I just didn't have time that month, sadly
Kabocha
How large do the dragons grow?
TriaElf9
a full cast of 8 characters turned out to be murder on the hands lol
they vary in size
they can be tiny to massive
Kabocha
Oooh
ankoart
I need one
Alakotila
Just in time for the cute dragon talk!!
TriaElf9
I haven't much gotten into the dragon stuff yet, but a few people picked up on some of it during the first chapter
eyy, dragon talk! welcome! ^_^
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
the dragons were cute but i was curious why all the royalty seemed to have them
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
pant pant pant
Sorry I'm late!
snuffysam
maybe just a popular pet
a popular, expensive pet
Respheal
I suspect there's more to it than that
TriaElf9
more popcorn and grinning
Kabocha
I imagine there's some sort of bonding
ankoart
Yeah they seem like more than just "pets." Companion seems a better word
TriaElf9
Companion is a very good word for it ^_^
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Heehee~
So i see you're the creative mind that made this comic, aren't ya Tria?
ankoart
I'd like to know how they find each other, dragons and their people.
TriaElf9
I am indeed ^_^
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Heehee, pleased to meet ya~
TriaElf9
and I'm having such a hard time not just like spilling all the beaannnssss
Kabocha
Are you cackling like mad?
ankoart
Oh no, all these beans!
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
maybe its both. maybe the dragons are companions...but also expensive pets O_O
TriaElf9
cackling ^_^
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
A 500 dollar pet?
Kabocha
Don't spill the beans, they're needed for setsubun
TriaElf9
very true, gotta keep those oni out
I will drop that size of dragons is actually a plot point, there is a reason to size ^_-(edited)
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
oooh?
Kabocha
Ooooh
Interesting...
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Are you hiding something from us?
Kabocha
............................................................................ HMMMMMMM
Well, yes, that's the point of telling a story :'3
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Ye~
Kabocha
things are hidden from the reader and gradually revealed
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
And I like that there's dragons that are friendly to each other
TriaElf9
it's not a huge thing, really, but there are layers to it ^_^
Respheal
It's definitely just the royal people that have dragon companions, since a merchant recognized them as royalty for having dragon companions
A pact, mayhaps?
ankoart
The bigger the dragon the gayer you become
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Hmm, Ice Candy
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
i feel like it must be related to magic somehow. but thats all i got on that one. need to see the dragons more.
Kabocha
It's interesting that royalty is easily able to walk amongst their people. Must be a pretty peaceful country.
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
As a food enthusiast I need to know exactly what kind fo treat it is
Is it like water ice but with bigger chunks of ice?
Kabocha
It'd be a shame if the Mikarna did something....
TriaElf9
Oh Ice Candy is similar to shaved Ice ^_^
snuffysam
might just be a funny way to say sno cone
yup got it in one
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Heehee
I was thinking of having a snow cone earlier lol
TriaElf9
they call it kakigori at festivals here
and it's one of my go to favs, so I had to include it of course eheheh
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
You live in Japan?
TriaElf9
I do! ^_^
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
That's epic! I always wanted to see what living there was like but I'm too afraid to leave my own home XD It's got everything I could want, but I digress
Kabocha
http://i.imgur.com/sZQnzuA.jpg This, I feel, is an accurate representation of the Mikarna. But, y'know, with fire
Respheal
snrk
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
And I love that the dragons share the treats with their masters~
ankoart
Haha, cat reaction posts are always best
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
So many food vendors too at this fair in the first chapter
Respheal
A cat dragon
snuffysam
i feel like fairs generally have a lot of food vendors?
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Yea
though some just serve lots and lots of fast food
and it's usually the same stuff every time
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
tbf in the comic its the harvest festival
TriaElf9
the dragons are very cat for sure ^_^
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
and well
harvest
food is implied in the name O_O
snuffysam
you know what my favorite thing to harvest is?
ice
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
You have a good point there
TriaElf9
It's basically a matsuri
ankoart
lol
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
>harvesting ice
Kabocha
http://pathways.smackjeeves.com/comics/2521877/pathways-8/ EVERYONE MUST ATTEND AND HAVE FUN
TriaElf9
it's a festival to celebrate a time or a thing, but they also have staple foods at these things
Kabocha
actually, Shvir's expression is just Way too cute there
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
like the aforementioned candy ice?
wondering what flavors they have there too
TriaElf9
various Tuvana fruits flavors probably
also, I am that servant, and Taria is deffo people trying to get me to stop working and GO TO THE DARN MATSURI lol
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
i feel like being told its a royal order is a gurantee to not have fun. too much pressure. starts running around forcefully laughing saying, "AM I HAVING FUN NOW!?"
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
In the end it's all about the matsuris
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
QUESTION 3. At the beginning of the comic we are introduced to Taria, Dhiren, and Quinel, royalty far detached from the current situation at the ruins. What do you think their overall roles in the story will be? Will they deal with the situation at the ruins personally, have heavy involvement in the political arena regarding the Miakarna, or will they be involved in some other way? Will Dhiren successfully have his ceremony to celebrate the promise of Cova’t with Jorah, or will the situation with Miakarna throw those plans into disarray? Will Quinel’s role at the House of Healing be significant, and do you consider it foreshadowing of something to come? What about Taria? Will her fighting skills come into play, her apparent charity, or something else?
snuffysam
i think they'll be among the first to find out about the tent-burning
TriaElf9
AHH EVEN MORE GOOD QUESTIONS
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
That's our Rebel!
snuffysam
atawn manages to escape and gets word to them somehow
TriaElf9
Given that Taria and Atawn are from the same country, that's a good bet ^_-(edited)
snuffysam
and honestly quinel being a healer could factor in right then and there
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Maybe~
snuffysam
i doubt he'll escape without a scratch
Kabocha
Taria strikes me as an action princess, so she's going to want to be out there to check on things. I wonder if she knows Atawn though?
Yeah, Quinel's going to be very useful... ............."Yeah, we'll dispatch our best healers to help" ...."Everyone's dead."
TriaElf9
I wonder what the state of necromancy-like magic is in Tuvana? ^_-
Kabocha
.................
OH NO
TriaElf9
This could mean everything OR NOTHING
cackles more
Kabocha
They're going to end up pod people! and then there to wage war against their own peoples!
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
quinel for resident necromancer
Kabocha
NO
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Finally, I binged all the way to the end so far!
Respheal
Just need a lot of diamonds.........#dnd(edited)
TriaElf9
We also have 3 more characters to meet ^_-
Kabocha
I object to this! Atawn strikes me as much more likely to approach Necromancy from a scholarly point of view.
TriaElf9
I can't wait for chapter 4 ahhhhhhhh
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
3 more to meet, you say? :3
TriaElf9
so many diamonds
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
quinel's healing will be useful tho. healers are always useful.
Alakotila
hohohoho
TriaElf9
need that revial spell lol
Alakotila
I guess I can't say anything there
Kabocha
OH DEAR
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
Made it for the second hour. ^.^
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
hey math~!
Kabocha
ALAKOTILA KNOWS SPOILERS
TriaElf9
woo, welcome! ^_^
OH RIGHT
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
I also like Atawn's water-generating ability
Alakotila
EDITOR IN THE HOUSE
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
also HEY MATH!
TriaElf9
MY EDITOR KNOWS THINGSS
Kabocha
:'3
Respheal
That was handy xD "Oh, no access to water....welp. -generates water-"
Alakotila
that was a whole ton of good questions up there Rebel!
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
speaking of the water-generating ability i was super stoked to see magic used for something practical like that
thank you
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Oh, you're the editor of this here story?
Alakotila
yeah! that was awesome!
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
Hmm, so the royalty will probably have to try and calm down the populus when they see all the smoke from the fire.
snuffysam
how far away is the site?
Alakotila
just the copy editor! all fabulousness is created by @TriaElf9 !
Respheal
I imagine the camp is pretty far away
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
There is hydrogen and oxygen in the air, just need the magical bonds.
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Sometimes mundane is all you need
And nice X3
Kabocha
If you really want it to explode, just break those bonds
TriaElf9
yes, they check me on my very over use of commas and my rambling ahah
Kabocha
and uh ....add a spark
ahahahah
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
lol
TriaElf9
Yeah the camp is pretty far and surrounded mostly by mountains
we'll see more of the land in the next upcoming bit
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Oh Tria, I have a small idea for the sit if you're the one that made/coded it(edited)
Kabocha
Rumors of the scholars' fate may spread like wildfire once Atawn escapes....
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
so i feel like war is for sure brewing and theyll have to try and stop it. cause at the very least i think this current discovery is gonna make the miakarna invade all the ruins which iirc are spread out on all four lands
TriaElf9
and I'm glad you're liking the magic! I'm really proud of the system and can't wait to share more ^_^
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Yea, it's really good magic~!
Kabocha
The Akarna ruled the world with their cake recipes!
Alakotila
CAKE
Kabocha
I mean, they were considered Gods... OF BAKING
TriaElf9
Oh and no, I have loads of help on the site, I'm useless at those things lol
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Lol, alright then
ankoart
Now I wanna make cake
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Cause I thought of suggesting using the arrow keys to navigate through pages
instead of just clicking the page
also
DID SOMEONE SAY CAKE?
TriaElf9
I always want cake, I went out and got cake during last night's typhoon
Kabocha
Ooooh, what kind of cake though
ankoart
-stares at bag full of ingredients to make ace dessert- maybe I'll finally do that this weekend
Respheal
....-wants cake now-
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
I got italian ices during a bad thunderstorm
Alakotila
that's pretty extreme cake getting lol
TriaElf9
I think the arrows do navigate?
snuffysam
this... this is the true power of the Akarna!
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
They take the cake.
TriaElf9
I got strawberry shortcake b/c of course ^_^
Kabocha
I think Justin means using the arrow keys on the keyboard
TriaElf9
ooooh
ankoart
YOU BOUGHT CAKE DURING THE TYPHOON? (Haha I thought about stopping by a conbini actually but I was actually soaked)
Kabocha
That... might be doable...
TriaElf9
I have no idea if SJ has the ability to do that ^_^;;
Respheal
It does, I can link ya
Kabocha
throw it at me
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
Back on fave scene, I just wanted to mention I liked the bit near the start where it looked like as the people were meeting back up, so were the dragons. That was just a nice little detail. Hadn't expected different breeds of dragon.
Alakotila
the dragons are wonderful
TriaElf9
oooh I love that bit!
Kabocha
Shvir is like... a noodle cat dragon
TriaElf9
and yes, I wanted to vary dragon types ^_^
Kabocha
also the meeps are great
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
I wonder how many dragon species total exist
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
And in terms of theories, when they first found the door, I wondered if they'd open it and that high priest guy would just be sitting there with a TV. And he'd go, "Well damn, you found my tech man-cave. Now I have to kill you."
Did not expect the frozen gods.
TriaElf9
EHEH
Kabocha
Are they frozen or just... On ice?
TriaElf9
pay no attention to the man behind the curtain
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
Ice see what you did there.
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
i expected religion breaking secrets but not frozen gods
Kabocha
It looks vaguely computerized. They need an IT person to come in and take a look before the whole system freezes up
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
for a sec I thought they were mummified
ankoart
They're taking a long nap. I relate to them.
TriaElf9
Also, dragon-wise, so far we've met Tova, Shvir and Var ^_^
snuffysam
the secret is that's where candy ice comes from!
the frozen gods!
ankoart
Ice candy, god flavor
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
Interesting that the most important God was at the top, as opposed to at the bottom. Is it really safe up there? Is that also where the power is being generated? (And are they "on ice" in a magical way or a tech one?)
snuffysam
"And are they "on ice" in a magical way or a tech one?" is there really a significant difference?
Kabocha
The ice treats are like soylent green
Respheal
por que no los dos?(edited)
Magitek cryostasis
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
Well, this is mostly a magical world, but that area was only recently getting magic, hence the desert. Maybe there's an incompaitiblity... or maybe all the magic was being absorbed by the stasis tubes. So could make a difference for plot.
TriaElf9
oh mannnn I'm loving this AND equally tortured that I can't say anything aHAHAH
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Hmmmm
You're onto something Math
TriaElf9
I'll be dropping more in chapter 4, so look forward to that ^_-
snuffysam
yeah i'm just saying that in this world, it seems like magic has a big impact on technology, and vice versa
TriaElf9
I wish there was a plotting emoticon
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
Gotcha.
Maybe the dragons are actually mechanical beings.
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
yeah i feel like its significant that it looks like theyre being preserved by technology in a world where there isnt a lot of technology around or so it seems
TriaElf9
I will say some of the things people have said today are indeed on the right track
now the question is WHICH of the things muhahahah
Alakotila
hmmm yes
where did the tech come from?
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
I wonder that as well
Respheal
Aliens
Alakotila
ALIENS
Kabocha
They're gods because of the tech!
TriaElf9
that's another emoticon we need
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
"What solved the world crisis?" "Aliens."
Kabocha
any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic!
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
The shipping of Atawn and that Guard is the right track, yes? Surely someone already proposed that?
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Always blame it on them
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
The Gods are actually aliens. They crash landed here and decided to seal themselves away from the cavemen until there was a decent enough civilization to rule over.
Alakotila
setting ships sailing is fun
snuffysam
actually i don't think anyone mentioned the atawn x guard ship
Kabocha
They gave people enough to get started, then went into stasis until they could take over
snuffysam
even though it's a pretty good one
TriaElf9
I've gotten some comments on the comic about it, but not here yet
Kabocha
"Yeaaaaaaaaaaah, your world isn't comfortable enough... we'll be back when you make it better..."
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
snuffy: Glad I corrected that oversight then.
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
i feel the atawn x guard ship is just obvious is all. they got all them googly eyes going.
Kabocha
Ahahaha, right?
Alakotila
LOL rebel
Kabocha
but more than anything, I want to protect them both
Alakotila
do they
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
Rebel: Maybe the Guard has a nice sister he wants to marry off, who knows.
Alakotila
I gotta look closer for the googly eyes
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
"I want a smart guy, but not a guy who's TOO smart. The scholar who dehydrates himself will do nicely."
TriaElf9
AHAHAH
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
no the lol part is to the fact i now cant unpicture them with googly craft eyes glued to their eye lids.
http://www.hobbycraft.co.uk/supplyimages/564756_1000_1_800.jpg
ya know those kind
TriaElf9
dehydration is definitely something to look for in an SO
Alakotila
oh so those kinds
yeah
I can see how that would give the ship away
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
"Stay hydrated!!"
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
"You know where there's some moisture? In mah mouth..."
TriaElf9
PFFT
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
"I have a spell though." "Oh, well fine."
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
thats gonna be the guard's best selling pick up line book
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
In terms of the fact that there's new characters we haven't met - there's four kingdoms who can lay claim to that one area, right? And we've seen two of them...? Maybe there will be counterpoints to Taria. (Or is Dhiren already one?)
Like, they'll have a Summit.
TriaElf9
Dhiren and Quinel are from another kingdom yeah
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
dhiren and quinel are both from kuvar
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
I really want to see the other kingdoms now that you mention it
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
I am SO bad with names.
TriaElf9
The only one we've yet to see is Durhan
lol me too, and I wrote them ahah
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
this is why notes exist
especially when you got a billion fantasy names
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
"There's these four kingdoms, uh... A B C and D."
TriaElf9
I changed the spelling on a few, and I keep getting confused eheh
yuup, I have so many lore notes ehehe
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
Do they speak different languages in the different kingdoms, I wonder?
Or is magic the universal langauge?
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
thats a good question
about languages
Kabocha
We can probably safely assume the characters all are fairly well educated
Alakotila
Is there a common tongue?
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
When magic's involved, spelling counts.
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Yes
snuffysam
to be fair, we don't know if the guard is well educated
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Who knows what can happen if you mis-pronounce a certain spell
snuffysam
he may have just been hired to stand there
Kabocha
I dunno, I'm still going with spy theory
TriaElf9
there is at least a common tongue, yes
so far we've seen that and magic
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
snuffy: True, but they probably don't want people who are too dense walking over the scholars.
"This is actually a recipe for biscuits, yes."
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
QUESTION 4. The comic quickly makes it apparent that there are many mysteries afoot regarding the past. In regards to the ruins, what do you think the Miakarna are hiding and why? Did they know about the supposed Akarna there? Are they protecting the land simply because they believe it’s holy? Alternatively, is something else going on? What lengths do you think the Miakarna are willing to go to protect the ruins? Atawn also briefly mentions that magic had not returned to the area the ruins are in. What do you think that means for the past and present day of the story’s world? Of a last note, do you believe the people under the ruins are the Akarna, and if so, what are they doing there?
TriaElf9
SO MANY GOOD QUESTIONS
Kabocha
Qualifications for being a Mikarna guard: -The ability to yell "PROFANER" in at least 3 different languages -Looks good in helmets -OK with bringing the heat(edited)
TriaElf9
EHEHEH
snuffysam
the way the miakarna were acting was like there was a specific thing they didn't want the scholars to find. so i think this was that thing.
TriaElf9
and an almost fanatical devotion to the Akarna
snuffysam
like each day they seemed more worried that the archaeologists were going to find something
Kabocha
The Miakarna probably knew, or had an inkling of what they'd find, just not WHERE and when. And they're hoping to harvest that sweet, sweet cake technology
TriaElf9
hey, cool cake in a desert? priceless
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
snuffy: I got the impression that they didn't know what it was they were even protecting though. Like, they didn't want them to find... something... this is probably it, burn it all.
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Of course
use fire at first resort
Great idea
TriaElf9
people knowing things and straying from their control is BAD
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Yes(edited)
snuffysam
i'd hate to see what the miakarna will use after fire fails to get atawn
Kabocha
OH GOSH
THE AKARNA KNEW... how to make ice cream cake
like the perfect ice cream cake
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
Unless the Miakarna are actually under the mental control of the Akarna. Subconsciously or not.
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
im gonna be honest i think its a mix. like the miakarna were told something vague like "this is the final resting place of the akarna" cause there has to be a reason they already considered the land sacred. so they knew theyd find something they either proved that right or wrong. and then ya know, they found pods.
Kabocha
GO HOME EVERYONE WE'VE SOLVED THE CONSPIRACY
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
BY BURNING IT ALL \o/
Kabocha
.............
darnit
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
the miakarna being under the control of the akarna sounds interesting though
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
Rebel: Or maybe they were just told that where the magic was weakest was the final resting place or something. Way vague, which is why they don't want anyone until they figure it out themselves.
Alakotila
it does make sense they'd have been told something vague AT LEAST in order to consider it sacred
I wonder if they expected to find what they did
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
Arkarna are all telepaths.
Kabocha
The Akarna were the ones who made the desert
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
swings pendulum "You are getting... creeeepy."
snuffysam
*dessert, kabo
TriaElf9
PFFT
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
as a general semi crack, semi serious theory, i think theres gonna be war as the miakarna block the others from the ruins. but then theyll wake up an akarna. and then the akarna will yawn and wage an even bigger war and everyone will have to come together to scream oh shit oh shit the gods want to murder us.
Respheal
Ahahaha I can get behind this theory x'D
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
never trust the pod ppl
Respheal
The pod gods
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
better, even more specific
Kabocha
An ancient empire awakens, bent on reclaiming the world they once dominated. A small group of people, drawn together by a common cause, are determined to stop them. However, they face more than threats from the outside.... I mean, the synopsis of the comic is this....
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
dont trust pod gods
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
^
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
Rebel, I can totally see that. Suddenly the Miakarna wave the white flags, "Stop shooting at us, we're under attack from within too."
Respheal
Yuuuuuuuuuuuppppp r.i.p. everyone when the pod gods wake up
TriaElf9
author cackling continuessss
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
Unless the Gods decide to use the Miakarna as the instruments to wipe out the other kingdoms.
Kabocha
Does "Mi" have a meaning
because Mi-Akarna
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
Mama Mia.
Kabocha
are we following hi-fu-mi here
bc if so, this means they're the third iteration of the Akarna's people... potentially
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
mi actually used to be my because the miakarna are the descendants of their slaves O_O
Kabocha
GASP
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
They're also probably great at dodging magic, if they're spending a lot of time defending a region that doesn't use it.
Kabocha
Bwahahahahahaha
So, basically, we can sum this up as: "They're all doomed"
The Akarna join with their faithful servants,and..............................
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
R.I.P. everyone
Kabocha
TAKE OVER THE WORLD
snuffysam
unless a rag-tag group of friends can stop them!
Respheal
Well if the Miakarna consider the Akarna to be gods, I can't imagine it'll take much to convince them to join in on the conquest
ankoart
Everybody wants to rule the world
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
maybe this will be a technology vs magic war. cause the akarna could be technology wizards instead of regular magic wizards. and the akarna are the reason magic went away.
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
oooh
That'd be epic
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
Leaves it up to the cat dragons to save the day.
ankoart
Cat dragons save the day! That would be the best
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
The smallest and cutest fighters
Kabocha
The akarna are all sudo rm -rf /
snuffysam
the entire story is just the akarna trying to remember the admin password
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
"As soon as we thaw out our army, you'll be in trouble."
(Wasn't there an episode of Star Trek Voyager like that?)
(Dragons Teeth or something.)
snuffysam
use a blow drier to thaw out the army
have to go to the store for extension cords because of the size of the room
it's a whole thing
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
Unless blow drier runs on magic. Also, they'll have fabulous hair.
Kabocha
Sam -- you know, they probably just have to boot into single user mode
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
"Aim for the heads." "Why aren't they wearing helmets?" "Would you cover up that hair?"
Kabocha
http://pathways.smackjeeves.com/comics/2595215/pathways-56/ "What, you must be mistaken" Clearly they know what's up
Gaslighting before they torch the place
Respheal
I dunno, might be legitimate surprise
TriaElf9
which one which oneeeee ~dances~
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
i read it as legit surprise too
Kabocha
....you missed the joke T_T
TriaElf9
OH
OHHHHH YOU
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
i saw it O_O i just dont have a witty response to it XD
Kabocha
ahahahaha
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
TriaElf9
sorry I'm getting prepped for critical role lol
Kabocha
It's ok XD
I'm being awful
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
Seeing that panel reminds me, did all characters have slightly pointy ears, or no...?
TriaElf9
I HAVE FAILED YOU
it's mixed
Kabocha
IT'S OK, THIS COMIC IS WONDEFUL
TriaElf9
Dhiren and Quinel both have rounded ears
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
Gotcha, thanks. I wondered about races at some point there, then forgot.
TriaElf9
so does Vala
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
I guess it's connected to Kingdoms.
TriaElf9
yup, it's just a little detail ^_^
it's actually not a spoiler or anything, it's just a genetic variation in this world
like connected earlobes or detached earlobes
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
Nice detail. Actually, really good artwork, given the large setting too.
Kabocha
I'm 100% here for the pointy ears
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
interesting.
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
There's also, like, foreground-background in places.
Kabocha
@TriaElf9 -- now, I have to ask one question before it gets to the end... Is ther ea character we'll get to shout "YOU HAD ONE JOB" at
and will they have a ribbon
TriaElf9
it's more of a "this isn't Earth" tidbits ^_^
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
is there any sort of discrimination caused by the difference in ears or is everyone shrugging about it?
TriaElf9
also I like pointed ears ahaha(edited)
Alakotila
me too
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
The person who made the large cloak, when it fails and Atawn is seen. Had one job.
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Mind of I say one last thing before this chat ends?
TriaElf9
for sure!
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Because this is an incredible read so far with lots of cool (and sometimes cute!) ideas and I love everything about it thus far
TriaElf9
eeee ^////^
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Hope it continues on and we experience a lot more about this world you created
(and long live candy ices!)
TriaElf9
I've been working on this comic for a few years now, building the world, I'm so glad people are liking ittt ^_^
oh it'll keep going for sure ^_^
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Glad to hear!
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
Is Tuvana the land or the planet?
TriaElf9
and if we hit the next goal on my patreon, it'll reliably update twice a week
ankoart
Thanks for taking time out of your busy schedule to chat with us!
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Sweet!
TriaElf9
instead of my 1-2-1-2 pattern I have now
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
yeah the effort put into the world really shows through. its got a lot of those necessary details that really bring the foreignness to fruition.
TriaElf9
it's both
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
Gotcha.
TriaElf9
the world is the land is the planet
TriaElf9
Tuvana is what they call the whole thing, and then there are 4 distinct countries
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
Helps the aliens out that way.
TriaElf9
heheheheh
hey it does have a dash of sci fi ^_-
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
That's cool~
TriaElf9
I've only had one panel with it I think, but keep an eye on the sky, there are a few cool things there ^_-
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
Yeah, definitely didn't expect the pods... I wonder if they're all actually functioning? Oooh, what if they're all just holograms?
"Thank you for opening my pod, this is a recorded message..."
TriaElf9
EHEHE
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
"...to build the thermonuclear device, insert tab A..."
Respheal
Now I'm going back through, looking at all the sky shots lmao
Divulge your secreeeeets(edited)
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
i feel like some of the pods must of failed maybe. at the very least i can hear them waking up and being like "General Lod is okay but General Joe Bob kicked the bucket I'm afraid."
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
Always nice to have reasons to go back. Like, even hair has tufts and strands.
Kabocha
AHAHAHAHAHAHHA
TriaElf9
it'll show up more in coming pages
Kabocha
I can't wait to read more
Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨
Same here~
TriaElf9
but the night sky has a little fun thing ^_-
MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑
Rebel: Hope they took out life insurance.
snuffysam
looking forward to more world building!
Kabocha
I want to see more cuties
TriaElf9
oh there will be more cuties for SURE
also more world building
Kabocha
EVERYONE IS ADORABLE NEED ALL OF THEM ALL THE TIME
TriaElf9
chapter 4 we get some world lore AND some cuties
✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨
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Six Crows-Chapter One, Part One
Two dudes, one bed, and a crap ton of monsters that aren’t that bad.
Warnings:
Swearing
No Cannon Characters (All I did was use the show as a basis and wrote the story in the show’s universe, but it doesn’t really touch the show’s characters at all. Crowley was there for a few lines though.)
Cannon Typical Violence
Start here to read it on Tumblr
Start here to read it on Archive of Our Own
Well shit. I forgot to mention that for the Skinwalkers I'm using some form of Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics for the Skinwalkers. Well now you know. It's not the normal stuff (still two sexes like for humans) so if it comes to a point where it needs explaining, there'll be an explanation. It also won’t be really focused on in the story.
This part is shit. What the fuck was I on while writing this. I should rewrite this sometime, hopefully sooner than later.
The room was silent as the blonde sat on a stool at the kitchen island in the center of his pristine kitchen. The lights above the island were brightly lit while the rest of the room's lights were slightly dimmed, though not by much. The walls were a deep maroon red, the cabinets an extremely dark brown, and the counter-tops a gray, smooth marble. It was a windowless room with a modern air to it.
Screws, pieces of silver-colored metal, and assorted tools were spread out across the island. The blonde was hunched over, fiddling with what seemed to be a glove with pieces of the silver-colored metal attached to it. He wore a pair of magnifying goggles on his face as he screwed another piece to the finger-less, leather glove.
His phone rang, vibrating loudly against the marble of the island (mostly because it had no case). The blonde made a mental note that he should get a case for the phone as he set down his tools and the glove before pushing the goggles to the top of his head, his unruly, curly-ish hair falling over his forehead. Running a hand through his bangs, he reached across the island and grabbed the phone so that he could look at the caller ID and decide if he wanted to answer it.
It was a caller ID that he didn't recognize.
His brows pulled together slightly, if at all, as he swiped across the screen and held the phone to his ear.
"Who's this?" He asked as he stretched in the stool before standing to turn the dimmed lights of the kitchen up.
"It's, uh," the voice of a younger sounding boy crackled through the line as the blonde listened, venturing back to the isle he had been previously sat at after he had turned the rest of the lights of the kitchen to their regular setting.
"My name's Elliot, sir. I was on last night's capture assignment in the Lower East Side."
"That's nice for me to know," the blonde stated with a bored tone as he spun around on one of the stools of the island.
"I was wondering if it was in the report that one of our team members got caught." The blonde stopped spinning.
"No, that wasn't in the report." The blond stated in a humorless voice.
"Oh..."
"Did you write the report?" The blond questioned sternly over the phone.
"No!" The younger boy blurted out over the phone as soon as the question was asked. He couldn't have been more than eighteen years of age. The boy cleared his throat, regaining his composure. "No, sir, it was the second in command of our outing who wrote it I believe."
The blonde let out a hum. He at all wasn't happy to find this out. It had been such a quiet Monday for him, though it was a little too quiet since his 'secretary' (more just company so he didn't get bored) had not showed up. "Do you by chance know the name of the team member who got captured?"
"Vincent Torum... Toris maybe? I had seen him around the compound before but I had never talked to him."
"Vincent Torvus?" The blonde asked while standing to make his way to the coat closet to grab a coat and a few other assorted items.
"Yeah, that's him."
"Right, well thank you for the tip. I've got an idiot to demote," the blonde said quickly before ending the call. 'So that's why he didn't show up.' An exasperated sigh left his lips as he searched through his contacts for the number of the second-in-command who had every so delightfully decided to leave out the fact that they lost a team member.
He held the phone to his ear, ringing two times before a click sounded, alerting him that somebody had picked up.
"Who's there?" a gruff, surly voice asked from the other side of the line.
"Your boss." The call was silent for a breath.
"Somet'n wrong?" the gruff voice asked slowly.
"Have you seen Vincent, Sean?" His voice was heavy with a passive-aggressive tone.
The blonde heard an almost inaudible gulp across the line. "I'm not sure wh't your talkin' 'bout, Elijah."
"Really, because I just got a call from a kid named Elliot who was on last night's Lower East Side assignment with you, and he said that a team member by the name of Vincent Torvus was caught last night." The line was silent again.
"I woulda' put it in the report."
A short, humorless chuckle left Elijah's mouth, "You know what, I'm going to ask you an even simpler question to answer: Did everyone return to the compound after the assignment?"
"No, sir," was the only answer that Elijah received.
"See, that wasn't so hard," a smirk crept across Elijah's face as he began the next question. "Who didn't return to the compound?"
"Vincent Torvus."
"And why, pray tell, wasn't it in last night's report that someone was captured?"
"'Cause he was a whining pup 'bout how the rain 'as cold, sir," Sean spat the sentence out, venom lacing every word and a growl behind the word sir.
(A/N: Doing some read throughs of the older parts and holy mother of shit that conversation was not well written. Seriously. What even was that. He says he doesn't know what he's talking about and then one line later poof! He's talking.)
Elijah nodded, a short hum coming from his throat, "Oh, I'm really hoping you're not using that tone with me." He smiled, mostly because it was amusing to him that a creature could be so bothered by another that he just up and abandoned the other.
"An' what if I am?" Sean was testing how much dominant ground he could gain, something that alpha male Skinwalkers sometimes did, though Elijah thought that Sean knew better than to challenge him even slightly.
"Sean, you've been demoted to cleanup duty. You're eligible to try to make your way back up through the ranks, but just so you know," Elijah paused, "I'll make it a hell of a lot of work to make it back to the rank you were previously at."
"You, you can't do that," Sean stuttered out, "You're not the pack leader! All you do is give us food and make us work for you." Elijah could hear him growling through the phone.
"I run Manhattan, Sean, and I'd rather not have worthless rats at a level even close to mine. Also, I make sure hunters don't wipe out your whole pack. I'm the only thing that stands between them and you. I'm what keeps you and all the supernaturals of this city fed and safe. If you don't want to comply to what I have to say about you being demoted, I can personally escort you out of the city. Permanently." Elijah waited for an answer, and for the sake of Sean's life, he was hoping it was one of compliance.
"Yes, sir." With those two words, Sean hung up before either could say another word.
Elijah wordlessly put the phone into his front trouser pocket and shrugged on the jacket he had retrieved from the closet during the first phone call. He picked up the brown, leather dog collar and matching leash which had been retrieved from the closet at the same time as when he had gotten his coat. The leash and collar were stuffed into his coat pocket, he turned the lights of the kitchen off, and he was off to find an animal shelter in the Lower East Side.
That’s the end of that and after doing a read through more than a month after writing it, I see that it is shit. God, what are these descriptions. Oh, wait, I know. There are none.
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