#mistaken for being an alien

[justv0id]

Queen Mother Danny Vlad???

I see a lot of people lumping Mother!Danny + King!Danny together, but what if I put Vlad in his place?

Enjoy my madness!

(And this AU of mine also serves as a prompt, so you can write a fic using my post as a base if you give me credit, oh, and tag me too please, I'll love reading what you write, the more the better!)

So many things happened in a period of time that was way too small for everything.

Because of the GIW's influence, the children of Amity Park were handed over to the government by their own parents.

Everyone in that damned hell of a city was Liminal to some degree, but the children were too much ecto-contaminated.

Too much for the government to consider them human anymore.

Too much to be treated like children.

More than enough to be treated like monsters.

More than enough to be treated as experiments.

Objects.

Not sapient

Not human.

Not anymore.

Vlad was slowly redeeming himself with the Dannies and Team Phantom before all this, Jazz was happy to be able to get a lot of psychology experience in a therapy routine with him, let's just say that his harmfull stalker/psychopath obsession was treated and reversed into a healthy ghost obsession.

He even started to get attached to them+the Casper High kids, since it was an open secret at the school that the Fenton guy was the hero Phantom, and they were part of Team Phantom Extended.

Without him and the children realizing, they all ended up forming a Fraid, becoming interconnected. You could call it... Found Family, but they won't(Yet).

So imagine what it was like for Vlad when he simply knew that each of the children was feeling such a pain. A pain so strong, so nauseating, so paralyzing like THIS?

He didn't even think twice, he just transformed and went straight to the GIW's main base, massacring any agent he found.

And, Vlad may have seen and done some very disgusting and/or evil things to get his fortune or whatever, but when he saw the state the children were in, instantly knowing everything that had happened to them, it took a lot of his power to stay strong and not vomit until he spat out his own organs.

GIW owes it the audacity to pursue a project to induce the children to become halfas, forcing them to undergo several painful near-death experiences while bathed in ectoplasm, just eight kids managed to survive and become halfas, all the other children from the entire city of Amity Park died in the experiments, only eleven remained counting with the Dannies, only eleven, all the others ARE DEATH

How could they do this to children!?

How could they do this to THEIR OWN CHILDREN!?

HOW DARE YOU THEY DO THIS TO HIS THE CHILDREN!?

TO HIS CHILDREN

HIS FRAID

His babys

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In an instant, all 30 agents and scientists in the wing were torn apart and dismembered by a feral, savage Vlad, bent on revenge.

But he had to control himself, he needs to take care of his the kids first.

He headed for the ecto tank closest to him, shattering the reinforced glass with a punch and hugging Dan's unconscious body as the ectoplasm contained within spilled onto the floor.

"D-Dan, badger, come on, wake up-" He hated how shaky his voice sounded, he needed to take care of the children, he couldn't even think about being vulnerable right now. "Dan, please, please" But he couldn't help but grow more and more worried as the seconds passed.

The boy from the future coughed several times, spitting out green as he slowly opened his eyes. "O-old man?" Dan questioned hoarsely. "W-What the fuck a-are you doing here!- You n-need to l-leave-" He growled, trying to sit up, but failing 'cause of his weak, battered, and malnourished body.

Vlad just pulled the boy closer, rubbing circles on his back. "No, I'm going to get you out of here, all of you, it's going to be okay-" It won't, but he wants and needs to find a way, he can feel that Dan's body is going to melt from destabilization soon, and the other kids' bodies will do the same if they get out of the tanks, what can he do to stop that from happening?

He cannot fail them.

He can't leave them alone!

HE CAN'T ABANDON THEM! Not like Jack and Maddie did to him!

Vlad blinks twice as a neon green note appears before his eyes.

incubating will help, sorry I can't say anything more than that. —CW

Incubate? What does that mean-

oh.

Oh.

He turned to Dan, holding his shoulders. "Dan, you need to pull yourself into your core." The young man looked at him in confusion. "W-why the h-hell-" his indignation was interrupted by another bout of coughing, green and red dripping from his lips. "Calm down, it'll be okay, I promise, I'll take care of all of you." Vlad comforted, steadying Dan's shoulders.

"You-" He spat between coughs, eyes widening with silent realization. "No! *cooff* Y-You can't do that! T-There are *cooff* too many of us! It'll drain you too much!" The coughing got worse as he forced himself to raise his voice.

Vlad sighed, pulling the boy even closer to his chest. "Dan, please, it's the only way, I'll be fine." He tried to convince him, but Dan's narrowed gaze proved it wasn't working. "Badger, you've only been stable this far cuz you're a mix of the strength of two, the others won't last nearly as long, there's nothing else we can do, please, just retreat into your core so I can get you out of here, please, please..."

The younger tried to open his mouth to protest, but only more coughing, green and red came out. He buried his face in Vlad's neck, breathing hard and shaking. "D-don't you dare die and leave us..." He growled, hands gripping tightly onto the older man. "I would never do that, badger..." Vlad replied in a soft tone, a small, weak smile curling his lips.

Dan's body shrank, finally retracting into the core, Vlad then placed him inside, standing up and moving on to the next tank.

Danny was as battered and malnourished as Dan, his body shaking as he coughed and his eyes flew open. "V-Vlad...!?" He asked scaredly in a weak voice. "It's going to be okay little badger, I'll take care of everything, I just need you to retreat into your core okay? I'll help you with that..." He explained in a calm voice, rubbing circles on his back.

His eyes were filled with pain and worry as he pulled closer. "But..." he tried to protest. "It'll be okay, please, Daniel." He begged, knowing he'd convinced Danny when he sighed. "Just be careful..." He begged, as he followed Vlad's unspoken instructions on how to retract into the core.

Sam and Tucker managed to wake, but they were too weak to speak. And the others were not as strong as the four to wake up or speak.

But one way or another, Vlad placed each of their cores inside himself to protect them.

A bit of the consequences were immediate, with the slight dizziness he felt, 11 cores + his was a lot.

Shaking off the discomfort, he used intangibility to leave the base, but not before making sure that when he left, the place exploded.

Now he just needed to go to Fentonworks, the portal in his mansion was deactivated, so he needed to get to the Fentons' laboratory to go to the 'Zone, and he would still have to make sure that the portal disappeared too.

There was little left, just a little.

He carefully descended the basement steps, stopping in shock when he came across Maddie and Jack, armed and performing an experiment. They were so relaxed after handing over their children to GIW and persuading everyone else to do the same thing huh?

Guns were pointed at him in an instant. "You! Damned ghost! You'll pay for possessing Vladdie's body and helping your ward do the same to Danny!" Jack exclaimed, fingers on the trigger.

"We'll make sure to give you a second painful death!" Maddie said right after.

Vlad sighed deeply, he couldn't deal with this anymore, these pathetic, idiotic, stupid speeches.

Annoying

Yet...

Dangerous.

Dangerous for him.

Dangerous for the children.

TOO dangerous for his taste.

He barely blinked when he found himself stained with a lot of red and some green.

He barely paid attention to the blood-soaked lab.

He barely cared about the two mutilated corpses on the floor. Liar, you're screaming in the inside.

Vlad just gathered a bag with things they would need and Fenton tech, walking slowly towards the portal, programming it to self-destruct as soon as he passed through. Not really caring if in theory this will cause this world to collapse, this place no longer matters, it is no longer their home.

He set foot in the Ghost Zone before falling to his knees, exhausted, barely noticing Clockwork and Danny's Ex(?)-Rogues around him.

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Soft, warm fabric protects his body from a gentle cold wind, red, droopy eyes open slowly, analyzing the place where he is.

He knows this place, Danny and Jazz brought him here when they realized that his obsession was not only harmful to outsiders, but also to his own health.

It's Frostbite's Lair, and the said Yeti doctor who was arranging some medicines, stopped and approached the bed where Vlad is when noticed him awake.

"Hello, Vlad, welcome back. Are you feeling any immediate pain or discomfort?" The ghost doctor asked, already holding a blue clipboard. He took notes when Vlad muttered under his breath, "No, just... exhausted."

The Yeti nodded, putting the clipboard aside. "I see, well, it's an impressively good result since you're carrying eleven extra cores, one of them being from the new king, but you'll still need regular checks to keep it stable like this, it's a miracle. By the way, congratulations on your maternity." Vlad blinked once, twice, three times, and still needed a few more seconds to process this spit of information.

"I-I beg your pardon...?" Vlad half-stood before a fluffy hand with claws gently placed him back down. "Hold on, until further tests you need to remain lying down." The Yeti explained softly. "And I said, that you'll still need to have regular check-ups-" Vlad interrupted him with a raised hand. "That I understand, but what the hell did you mean by 'one of them being from the new king' when you talked about the children's cores!?"

Frostbite seemed to think for a moment, scratching the back of his head. "Ah, yes, I forgot that you haven't been properly introduced to ghost culture." He coughed into his hand. "As you know, ghosts socialize through fighting, and sometimes through their obsessions, but more commonly through battle.

And when Paria Dark was awakened, Danny technically challenged him to a combat, and Pariah technically accepted, and lost, and cause of that, the Crown of Fire and the Ring of Rage deemed him worthy of taking the position of Ghost King. Or more specifically, the position of High King of the Infinite Realms. Since that's the official name of the 'Zone, if you remember." Frostbite reached a hand up to close Vlad's dropped jaw.

Vlad shook his head violently. "But he's a child! He's barely 15 years old! And in ghost years it's even worse! Because he's technically 1-2!" He held his head in his hands, nearly pulling his hair out just thinking about the implications of this.

He wasn't a super expert on history, but he knew that usually when there was a king who was too young, he was used as a puppet by others, and Vlad would never, ever let anyone use any of his kids again, not even if it was the Observants or some supernatural eldritch bastard, never again, never ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, EVER-

A gentle hand on his shoulder brought Vlad out of his little meltdown. "We know, Vlad, and that's why CW proposed to the Observants that you be his regent."

"Excuse me?" The halfa questioned. "But- I'm not cut out for this-" The mix of anger and protectiveness was replaced by confusion and insecurity. "W-Why? Why me? I'm pretty sure I don't deserve all that trust..."

"You underestimate yourself too much, Valdimir. You have the potential to be Daniel's regent now that you treated the past toxic obsession, as you should be." Another very familiar voice says in front of the door to Frostbite's lair. "Clockwork..." Vlad muttered and frowned. "Are you ever going to stop being enigmatic, not even a little bit?" He grumbled.

The time ancient chuckled, his form changing from an old man to a baby. "Relax, until the children are stable, it will be best to avoid stress." He informed. "So until then, you can take a nice vacation in a non-consequences dimension. Fright Knight may accompany you as an extra measure of care." Vlad felt like he didn't have the option to say no.

Whether it was Frostbite's overwhelming look of concern, or Clockwork's 'Just try to deny it and you'll see' look, he wasn't going to think about it too much. Snorting, he just nodded and sank deeper into the warm blankets of the bed he was lying on.

It seems that this was enough to satisfy the now young man, who walked away leaving him alone with the Yeti.

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With the help of Technus, Johnny and Skulker, Vlad managed to build an alternative and improved version of the Specter Speeder, and now that everything was ready, he and Fred — He refused to keep calling him Fright Knight all the time, and if this dimension really is like CW explained, it'll be better this way — can now leave the Ghost Zone.

With a sigh and a slight smile, he waved one last time to the others before getting into the Speeder, Fred right behind, and then set off on their journey to a new world.

Vlad looked at her through the Speeder window, thoughtful. His somewhat prolonged stay in the 'Zone, along with the power bust that comes with being the regent, plus the children's cores, had affected his appearance. Both human and ghost forms.

His ghost form grew in size, his hair grew to hiz shoulders, and now the 'horns' that the hairstyle formed were real, His eyes were now not a complete red, his iris remained a bloody red, but the sclera had darkened to pitch black, and his nails turned into real claws that darkened as they went down.

His human form also grew, but not as much as his ghost form, his slender form gained some muscles, his ears grew longer like his ghost form, his fangs were also transferred, and his blue eyes glowed a bit. And of course, a slight pregnant belly in both forms because of the cores.

There weren't many changes, but they were quite visible, he just hoped it wouldn't attract trouble. That was why CW sent them to this place, right? Since there were these types of people called 'Metas' who had unusual traits, and unlike his home world, they were protected by the law, not hunted.

"My queen, we have arrived." Fred said, and he blinked a little to bring his mind back to reality, gosh, it had been years since he dissociated, not since he got out of the hospital at least, but lately he's been doing it a lot. And of course Fred had to call him queen, everyone was calling him that, urgh!

Nodding, Vlad stood up to grab the bag, but a hand pulled the bag before him. "Let me carry the weight for you." Said the knight, and the other could only snort and cross his arms, his stay in the 'Zone was enough time for him to learn that this damn guy was almost impossible to convince, so he saved mental strength, but only because of the children!

Getting out of the Speeder, Fred activated one of the options that were added for convenience. Shrink. This way the speeder became miniature, and if they needed it, they could take it anywhere and go unnoticed, more or less.

Vlad took a moment to analyze the human disguise CW gave Fred; dark skin, long braided hair, purple eyes, and a build similar to his real form, but more realistic to human anatomy.

Sighing again, he followed the knight out of the open field into the forest, heading towards the city closest to his arrival point, Gotham City, if he remembered correctly what Clockwork had said.

But he was soon stopped by a hand on his shoulder, Fred pulled him back from his form protectively. "Get out of where you are." He declared, and with a rustle, a man dressed in blue with a red cape approached and... was that underwear over his pants? Ah, he remembers him, Superman, a hero of this world, what a great moment. Huh.

O dito herói levantou as mãos em um sinal universal de rendição/paz. "Relaxe, não quero fazer mal! Eu sou o Superman! E... uh, bem-vindo à Terra? Eu sou um herói, posso ajudar você se precisar..." Ele ofereceu sem jeito. E o que ele quis dizer com Bem-vindo à Terra? Ele achava que eles eram alienígenas? Bem, faria sentido, dada a aparência deles e o Speeder que, honestamente, parecia muito com uma nave espacial, especialmente esta versão melhorada.

Mas as palavras do kryptoniano não foram o suficiente para o cavaleiro, que convocou sua espada e apontou para ele. "Eu não me importo com quem você é ou o que você é, não ouse se aproximar da rainha, e nós não precisamos da sua ajuda!" Ele rosnou adversamente. Vlad o teria repreendido por ser tão rude, mas uma dor de repente o atingiu. "Urgh...!" Ele agarrou sua cabeça e estômago, ótimo, ele pode acabar vomitando agora.

And apparently his squeal of pain made the knight's attention shift completely from the hero to him. "Your majesty!" He exclaimed worriedly, his hands hovering over his shoulders. "I'm fine, just...nausea. It was expected in my condition." Vlad muttered, rubbing his aching stomach for a bit.

From the Kryptonian's shocked expression, it can be assumed that with his super hearing he heard Vlad's murmur and put the pieces together.

Without leaving much time for reaction, Fred picks up Vlad with an ease that hurts the remaining ego that the former millionaire had, and moves away from Superman using invisibility and intangibility to disappear from his radar.

And that's it for now! I squeezed every drop of creativity I could out of this creative block, and this is what came out.

So new i come here to put extra content for this AU, and I intend to at least try to continue.

For Vlad's ghost appearance, I was thinking a mix of those

But instead of magenta on the hands, it's red, and the hair a little longer, while the horns smaller.

In human appearance

The fangs are also ghost shaped. And the ears a bit longer.

In the case of the Fright Knight, now named Fred, I was thinking of his human disguise looking like this

But instead of that gold in his hair, it's purple, and his ears are a little smaller. I was also thinking of a skin tone a little darker than the guy in the first photo with purple eyes.

I'll see if I can bribe Vall or one of the girls to draw their design for this AU.

Byebyeee guys!

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 121

There’s several de-aged Danny prompts, but what about de-aged Jazz. Most agree she’s very liminal after all, so who's to say ghost things won’t affect her too? 

So imagine with me, Jazz gets hit with something, and she is now child; maybe even baby. Danny panics, flees with his emergency bag alongside the other three in Team Phantom. So now they’re four teens with a very small child on the run. Four teens and a small child who have run into several heroes. 

Heroes who are all very concerned. 

[agalychnisspranneusroseus]

Sasha using the title "Lord" in RiAAU after taking over Toad Tower and presumably killing Grime and stealing Barrel's Warhammer from him, and other political and military leaders assuming she's a man because, well, Sasha is a gender neutral name, so they hear Lord Sasha and assume they're talking about an adult male toad warrior. The second most powerful person in the known world and only real threat to the Leviathan reign!

Cue princess Marcy fleeing Newtopia and her father seeking refuge with his worst enemy hoping to offer information and political levarage in exchange for protection, perhaps even offering herself in marriage to transfer eventual inheritances and whatnot, and she finds out that Lord Sasha is not, indeed, a dark and domineering toad warlord, but a beautiful, terrifying girl her age that looks like her and oh god her poor little lesbian heart can barely take it.

[jelly-ray]

Decided to create some alien slugs for a comic. These splorpable little fellas are generally the least conflict-seeking sillies to ever be found by humanity. But, unfortunately they have to deal with the events I'll only detail once i get to that point in the story.

Also a tidbit I forgot to mention in the drawing is that they essentially have different varieties depending on the environment their ancestors have adapted to. And due to their planet's sheer humidity , all of them can exist on land, but there are those who are better adapted to the oceans (the majority of their population) and those who are better fit for their islands (the minority of their population). I might draw some examples later to represent the different races within the species after coming up with some of them.

[bosspigeon]

pretty.... pretty boy...

[hopexhappiness]

Actually this is all I was thinking about

[itzphynix]

Remember! If you share, the answer will be there!

[idontkillorphans]

🔪 (matt)

send 🔪 to encounter my muse after they've just killed someone

Sleipnir flinched, twitching as his body arched towards the sound in the quiet of the night.

He resembled a monster more then a man in this form. His skin was soaked, sticky with blood and alcohol. His hair sat around his eyes in thick, matted strands with even more blood. A thick stench of copper, gun powder and sweat clung to his flesh.

Sleipnir turned his neck, eyes bleeding red as he took in the sight of the other. His fist tightened, bones squeaking as he clenched harder onto the metal pipe, battered and crooked from his earlier assault.

Sleipnir had tried to be gentle. He tried to ask his captor to just let him go. But they would not take the easy option. So he was poked and prodded and cut at and bled from until he could stand it no longer. Could you blame him?

Sleipnir swallowed the lump in his throat, ignoring the taste of blood on his gums, another blink for his eyes to return to that green hue.

[opencommunion]

since people are talking about Imane Khelif, some reminders for discussing intersex issues: "Disorders of sex development" or "DSD" is an intersexist term that contributes to medical violence and social alienation. The correct word is "intersex," a neutral term for the characteristics that the term "DSD" others and pathologizes.

You can be intersex and cis. You can be intersex and trans. A lot of intersex people have more complicated relationships to those concepts/terms. Being cis or trans doesn't make someone more or less intersex.

Gender testing in women's sports is both transmisogynistic and intersexist. In practice it usually impacts intersex cis women because trans women are already disqualified by their social histories. Intersex cis athletes subjected to abuse and discrimination due to gender testing results are victims of intersexism, not "misdirected" or "mistaken" transmisogyny. Intersexism, transmisogyny, and misogynoir all overlap in many ways due to the intertwined histories of sex, gender, and race categories.

"Proof" that an intersex cis woman is not a trans woman (i.e. that she was AFAB'd) will not stop TERFs from attacking her, because TERFs also do not view intersex cis women as real women (case in point).

No one's private medical info should be reported on the news, but when an athlete is outed as intersex in this way, trying to defend their honor by claiming they're not really intersex only reinforces intersexism. Arguing over what kind of intersex variation someone has (e.g. hormonal vs. chromosomal) and whether it "counts" is intersexist and also weird. Leave us alone!

anyway, congrats to Imane on her win

[posts-from-pluto]

Humans are strange - willing hosts? (pets)

(This is just me exploring the idea of how it would go if someone requested permission to get a dog) (ft no names again bc I can't be bothered rn)

Edit: upon rereading this in the morning I've realized that the idea was floating around my head bc the post I reblogged before this so credit for inspo to them

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Alien: Human.

Human: Yes?

Alien: Why have you requested permission to obtain a parasite?

Human: ....I haven't????

Alien: Ooh have I perhaps been mistaken? You were not the one who requested a small lifeform of the Canis lupus familiaris classification from your home planet be brought aboard?

Human: ....What's the common name for that classification?

Alien: Domestic dog

Human: Wait yeah that was me then... but they're not parasites?

Alien: There is no need to lie to me human for I have done the research.

Alien: You poor creatures have been subjected to harrasment from these lifeforms occupying your homes for far too long and I have been lead to understand that your species does not benefit from them.

Human: .... no wait we do benefit

Alien: Some of you do, having the creatures assist you with minute tasks, but the majority those who are being subjected to their exist are in parasitic relationships simply providing them with food and housing.

Human:.... Actually they do provide a essential service to all the people housing them.

Alien: And what is that???

Human: They make us happy

Alien:.... Is this the stockhold symdrome I have heard of?

Human: What no

Human: where did you even hear about that haha

Alien: That is unimportant. What is important is that you are safe here human, there is no need to return to a parasitic relationship.

Human: No I was being serious about them making us happy

Human: well, to explain it better they generally help us be more emotionally stable which is positive for our mental health

Alien: Oh I see, I will have to ensure that no occupants aboard the ship would be harmed by sharing the space with a 'dog' first, but I may approve your request then.

[long-live-astronerd-ghost-king]

DPXDC prompt. Ghost King uses Uno Reverse Card

Ghosts are not a race of evil creatures that most people think they are. And Danny was really happy when the Infinite Realms were able to make peace treaties with most countries of the human world. Ghosts, however, are a very vindictive race. At least that’s how young Phantom explained himself to Batman afterwards.

It just so happens that a couple of hours before the event aimed at expanding intergalactic unions most of the JLeague members due to an emergency call went on a mission. Which means people who had any authority in Phantom’s eyes became unavailable for a while.

So Shazam and Phantom as the most known outside the Earth were assigned to greet the guests and most importantly to entertain the visitors until the founders of JL return.

According to Phantom, Batman, being such a good detective with a bunch of backup plans, should have known that Danny’s favorite cereal ran out this morning, that he was late for first class, and that after school he had a fight with his parents. No, seriously, aren’t so-called scientists supposed to be able to admit mistakes in their own judgment? Danny got tired of being constantly ashamed of their behavior near other ghosts. It's bad enough that his authority as a ruler is sustained only by the support of those Ancients with whom he maintains friendly relations. Average citizens still doubt that he is a is sufficient to claim the throne. He’s had enough of being accused of not being a full-fledged ghost.  He’s not ready to hear rumors that he supports his parents' racist judgments too. In short, his day sucked. And all his ghostly nature now wanted to do something nasty to his neighbors to get rid of the tension.

Alien leader stretched out a hand to Phantom and Shazam. “Your Majesty Phantom, Champion of Magic. It’s an honor to meet you. I hope I learned the proper greeting gesture of the local intelligent race.”

And with that Danny’s reserve of conscience ran out. It’s a perfect moment to feed his need to be a little shit.

“The local intelligent race?’ Danny had this extreme bewilderment on his face. “Which one do you think..? Earth was the home of the Gods and of various inhabitants of the galaxy but it was a long time ago.”

Woman is clearly confused. Great. “E-Earthers. I think they’re called that.”

“Earthlings, intelligent race? You must be mistaken.” Danny faked a giggle. “Who told you that crap?”

“Phantom, what are you doing?” Batman hissed at him from an earpiece. Danny turned the sound off with a clear conscience. “I mean, seriously, there’s not a single serious study in the science library in this galaxy or any other galaxy that says humans are intelligent. Shazam, do you think they’re..?”

For some reason, Billy immediately remembered watching a man spend his entire salary on lottery tickets last week. And of course he was careless enough to shake his head and snort. That was all Phantom needed.

“Exactly. Earthlings don’t have to be intelligent to mimic the behavior of more evolved species. Surely you are well aware that Martians and Kryptonians, and many others have visited Earth at different stages of human development. My supervisor Clockwork and I have long been observing this strange species. In many ways, their behavior resembles a mixture of instinctive reactions of specimens from the 126 sectors of the nearest SBc Galaxy and several other creatures from planets of the galaxy KV59. However, even I, as an anthropologist with extensive experience of observing human species in their natural habitat, still have to explore and discover many of their secrets.”

“I do not understand. According to the documents among the delegation that greets us there are Earthlings. I mean I don’t question the scientific evidence of a respected Chronos or you, but why then..”

“Of course you don’t! It’s really quite simple. For the purity of the clinical experiment, which we are conducting now, it is necessary that Earthlings feel themselves ostensibly full participants of the «society» consisting of members with developed intelligence.”

“So, any luck, colleague?” Shazam, who realized that Batman would now skin them anyway, decided to at least participate in this theater so that the punishment would be at least deserved.

“Well, we’ve certainly come up with some interesting preliminary insights about the adaptive capacity of the human brain in limited contact with Martians. Of course, humans do not have real emotions to be full participants in communication, but their attempts and zeal are very inspiring.”

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Meanwhile, Fentons watching a live broadcast of what was supposed to be an interplanetary friendship encounter are beginning to realize that if trying to punish a rebellious human teenager has always been difficult for them, the attempt to control the behavior of the 14 y/o half-ghost may become a nightmare not only for them.

Jack: Honey, I think Danny’s still a little upset about our old theories about the ability of ghosts to feel or think.

Jazz, sitting between them with the face of a man resigned to the chaos around her, could not restrain the sarcasm: Really? Why would you think that?

[yuukirita]

I was reading Baby Bee's adventures in the multiverse again, I need Elita, Megs and Op from Earthspark to have a moment with him! I need angst and someone to have a complete mental breakdown.

It might also be nice to see them spend some time with the Terrans, he's almost the same size as Trash and he's just a baby!

... yeah yeah that seem good.

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A sight

It was quite a sight, for those that knew what they were looking at. Not many beings still had the option so say they did.

Optimus did. Optimus knew that the young bot, who shared Bumblebee's colour, was a Cybertronian sparkling. How? How could it be? This. Here and now. It should be impossible.

He'd been sent with Elita-One and Megatron by G.H.O.S.T. to investigate a weird energy flux in the woods near Witwicky. They expected trouble. 

They'd split up to cover more ground, his partners minutes from his location just in case. Then he saw it. A portal. With no structure to support it, it clearly was unstable- and Optimus couldn't say he ever saw a portal that looked this way before. It felt Alien.

He opened his comm as he inspected it, looking for tracks of anything that might have come out of it. "Optimus to Team, I believe I've found the energy disturbance. No hostiles in sight, but be careful-”

He was cut off as the portal shifted, extending and stretching. Optimus raised his axe, on guard. It wobbled before it spat a small yellow ball into the ground before collapsing onto itself and disappearing with a clean ‘pop’. 

The Autobot leader didn’t lower his guard, never one to underestimate an inconspicuous creature in this kind of scenario. He stayed calm and ready, knowing that his team would reach him soon. 

He watched the Yellow sparkling groan and clumsily get up from where he'd fallen face first- He dusted himself off and looked around. Even then, Optimus didn’t lower his guard, this time not out of suspicion but from shock. 

“Weird nature stuff… everywhere… ew, I swallowed some.” Said the sparkling in soft Cybertronian, hitting his heels together to let out wheels under his feet. Rolling forward as he started exploring further- 

BabyBee squeaked out when he saw Optimus just standing there, hidden by the tall trees, illuminated by the glow of his still raised axe, looking quite intimidating. 

The small cry snapped Optimus out of it and he immediately put the axe away, lowered his mask and raised his arms to seem non-threatening, hoping the gesture would be understood while searching his processor for Cybertronian speech-  it’d been so long-

He didn’t have time to say anything before A spark of recognition lit up the sparkling’s optics “Optimus!” The young bot rolled forward, smiling- then stopped. He squinted at Optimus and his shoulders slumped “Not my Optimus…” 

Optimus, externally keeping his cool but internally having his mind blown that one: he was seeing a sparkling. two: that sparkling was just spat out a portal. And Tree: that sparkling KNEW HIS NAME- or at least mistaken him for someone with the same name- it- it was a lot. Optimus kneeled down as much as he could, speaking in Cybertronian “Hello, young one- em… I am Optimus Prime.”

The sparkling didn’t feel distressed or anxious- and Optimus intended to keep it this way. Which is why he wasn’t scooping up the young bot despite how much he felt the need to do so to check on him. 

“I know… But you’re not MY Optimus Prime…” The young bot pouted and kicked the dirt, making his wheel roll in the air, defeated. “Again.” 

The leader felt tears in his eyes, simply because he was seeing a part of Cybertron’s lost history- or perhaps not *his* Cybertron’s lost history. 

BabyBee noticed this Version of his friend tearing up and he froze, blinked and quickly rolled to his leg to comfort him. “Ey- it’s okay. Sorry I said you’re not my Optimus! We can still be friends! I’m B-127- My friends call me Bee! You can call me Bee!” 

Optimus winced when he felt babybee's tiny hands tap his leg. He’d kept it together when Twitch and Trash were revealed to him- but this was apparently his tipping point. 

He whipped his tears away as he scrambled himself back together “Do not apologies, young Bee. I am simply- processing emotions.” He looked down to look at the sparkling, B-127 he said his name was- sharing the number with his scout could not be a coincidence “May I pick you up?” He offered his hand for him to step onto.

 BabyBee didn't think twice before hopping on “Yeah! You can check me over. I’m not hurt or anything if you’re worried about that.” Optimus "How could this be?" He whispered as he checked the sparkling over- he hadn't seen a sparkling in... eons. The memories of them are practically lost to the newer generations. 

BabyBee let himself be examined, after a few dimensional jumps he learned that 'inspecting sparkling to make sure he's okay' to be a... pretty much universal reaction to most Optimus Prime he’d met. “Well. You know what a space bridge is?” Optimus nodded “Well- that. But gone wrong-”  

His explanation was cut short when Megatron and Elita entered the scene. 

On reflex, he closed his hands around the sparkling to hide it from Megatron’s view- an old distrust resurfacing as it often did. A distrust he felt ashamed he couldn’t let go of. 

“Optimus, everything alright? You got cut off-” His old friend spoke calmly as Elita one surveyed the surroundings. 

“Ey- What’s that about???” BabyBee’s voice came muffled from his newfound prison “RUDE!” 

Elita picked up on the muffled Cybertronian and lowered her guard after finding the area was clear. “Prime, What’s this?” 

BabyBee kept tapping at his fingers as the Prime failed to come up with an answer. “em… One moment.” He turned away from his allies and opened his hands, whispering to the sparkling “Sorry young one, My friends arrived and I… didn’t want you to panic.” Because Megatron was there. And if this Sparkling was from another Cybertron then… “Megatron and Elita-One are my friends- do you know them too?”

 He gave a slight awkward smile looking back at his friends, who were curiously standing there, letting him do his thing and trying to catch what he was saying. 

“You guys are FRIENDS?!” The small bot exclaimed, shocked. 

Optimus sighed, saddened that other versions of them were still enemies. “Yes, friends and trusted allies so you can believe me that my Megatron will means you no harm-” 

“THIS IS AWESOME!” The little Bee exclaimed with joy. He skillfully ran up Optimus’s arm to climb up his shoulder before Optimus could stop him- his little blue optics landed on Megatron, unafraid and unbothered “WE’RE FRIENDS!” He gestured towards the old war criminal to come closer- then seeing Elita, he did the same gesture towards her. 

Megatron blanched and took a step back “Is that a-” 

Elita-One similarly froze up, simply staring. 

Optimus picked up BabyBee from his shoulder to turn and walk a bit closer to his allies- “Sparkling… Yes.”

End part one of 3

[lyricthecat-12]

Archie Sonadow is the most unfairly underrated version of the ship

A while back, I did a poll to decide which was the most underrated version of Sonadow across different media, and since the public has had their say, I'm now going to offer my own take and explain why from Archieverse Pre-SGW version is so good and deserves much more recognition.

The beginning of their relationship is practically the same that in the video games: Shadow is accidentally awakened by Eggman and decides to carry out his creator's revenge against the world for killing Maria. Sonic is mistaken for the black hedgehog and is chased, which leads them both to have a series of confrontations until they reach the ARK Space Colony. There is a curious change here; since in the comic universe, Amy was involved in another separate story while the conflict was taking place, she was absent during these events but, according to Shadow's own words some time later, Sonic made him see the light, interpreting that he made him change her mind and since Rouge fulfilled exactly her same participation by broadcasting Gerald's video, it could be interpreted that in this universe it was Sonic who made Shadow remember Maria and finally pushed him towards the heroic side. Something like what happened years later in the third movie. (STH 98#, STH 124# & SU 2#)

After this, Shadow sacrificed himself and also lost his memory when he hit Mobius. From here the events differ from the games, in this version Shadow falls and is found by Sonic and the Freedom Fighters, showing himself hostile at first due to his confusion, although soon after he ended up allying with them to face a greater threat, the Alien race known as The Xorda who also planned to destroy the world in an act of revenge, which ends up being stopped with Sonic's sacrifice and disappearance that leaves everyone shocked, including the black hedgehog, because it was thought that the blue hedgehog had died saving the world until his eventual return issues later (STH 124 # & 125 #)

It's curious how, despite not remembering it clearly, Shadow during this stage showed a certain appreciation for Sonic, admitting that he is a being different from any other he has ever met. Of course, that didn't prevent them from continuing to have confrontations in their following encounters but over time, Shadow began to gain confidence in Sonic and was willing to collaborate when the situation required it. (STH 146-149# and STH 157-159#)

Meanwhile Sonic, despite their previous battles, never believed Shadow to be evil, even in the brief time where he was working with Eggman for the second time, and was sure that he would eventually do the right thing. And when that happened, Sonic supported him and helped him without hesitation to discover the truth behind his origins. (STH 160# &STH 170-171#)

After this point, Shadow became an increasingly notable ally, occasionally appearing and helping the heroes when needed, over time developing a respect and even appreciation for those who helped him become who he is today, obviously including Sonic between them.

Throughout this continuity, the relationship between the two hedgehogs had a long but natural and well-carried development, going from rivals and occasional allies to gradually forming a bond of companionship where, even if their ideals remain disparate, they have generated a mutual respect for each other and a great synergy in battle. Which is spectacularly represented in the last issue where the two interacted within this continuity, in the Sonic Universe 2#.

And is for all of this that I think Archie Sonadow deserves more love, because I dare say that it is one of the best and most complete versions of their relationship.

[madnessofmen]

Hang on fuck wait what is up with that design choice, hole in heart vs hole in head?!?!?! I've played so much and never picked up on that!! Great find and def want to hear thoughts on it if you've got some

In reference to a previous post:

has anybody considered the symbolism of gabriel's armor having a huge gaping hole in the chest

hello? can anybody hear me? hole in the head vs hole in the heart?

Ultrakill is a game about holes, and it's opposite, light, which, in turn, is about self actualization, free will, and determination.

Gabriel's heart

Gabriel's heart hole signifies not heartlessness, but rather alienation from his heart.

Ferrymen have lost their purpose and now wander around aimlessly, hoping that the angels would grant them passage into Heaven, despite Gabriel being the only one who cares about their efforts. (from terminal)

The way in which he "cares" is unclear, and could be anything from relaying their prayers to Heaven (Gabriel is a messenger angel in biblical canon, and is the patron saint of communication), to lawyering it up and advocating for them, to just watching sadly and doing nothing. But the fact remains: if Gabriel were complacent with the Council's rule, he would have simply accepted their verdict that they aren't allowed into heaven and thought no more of it. So the fact that he continued to care, indicates that this is a point on which he DISAGREED with the Council. This strongly implies that he was not just a blind stooge of heaven; he had his doubts even before the events of the game. And yet he persisted in acting as their enforcer. This is a crucial part of his arc that I almost never see people get.

(Gabriel also has lots of parallels with the ferrymen with "powerful bodies, trained skills and blind faith" which may have also played a part in his sympathy for them.)

When the Council severs Gabriel from God's light, "a single burning hatred was born anew." He tells V1, "You've taken everything from me, machine. And now all that remains is perfect hatred." But act 2 is literally titled Imperfect Hatred. It's only after losing a second time to V1 that "Gabriel realized he had been mistaken. The strong fire that burned inside him was not hatred at all, but passion." He has been alienated from his heart for so long that he doesn't know what his emotions are when he feels them, directionless except for where the Council points him.

Head holes and anti-holes

God's absence is a huge hole in Ultrakill. Where before there was the radiant light of God there is now nothing. The Council tried to fill this hole, but they merely serve to embody that continued hole. They have no will of their own, merely "[chasing] after the light of God's fire," and you can see this in their design; they are thoughtless.

Unlike the Council, Gabriel's head bears the cross. He truly believed in the righteousness of God and was persuaded to commit heartless acts in his name. I believe he felt some of that dissonance even as he committed such acts but quashed them under scripture.

Compare now the Council's head hole to V1, whose head is a radiant anti-hole. CRAZY implications in that alone.

The light of its creators is gone, but V1 has its own light, its own will, so self driven (by a love of bloodshed and a desire to live) that anyone can see it. Also note that the lights in V1's chest are over its pectorals. If Gabriel's heart hole is squandered compassion, then V1's pec lights are actualized strength.

Liberation by blood

"So this is what you see in bloodshed?" — unused Apostate Gabriel line

Blood in Ultrakill is implied to have transitive properties, granting all who have it sentience and free will, which is why machines all have personalities. And the machines are dependent on blood to live.

Gabriel's defeat in 6-2 and subsequent clarity of purpose is because of blood, and has two biblical analogs.

I've only known the taste of victory. But this taste is...is this my blood? I've never known such relief.

The first one is Eve eating the forbidden fruit. The serpent says, “For God knows that when you eat from it your eyes will be opened, and you will be like God, knowing good and evil.” Original sin is why humans have free will.

Gabriel formerly bore the titles Will of God/God's Will. His song in 6-2 is Death of God's Will. And from intermission 2:

"He drew his blade and held it in contrast with the dying light. In its reflection, he saw a weapon reborn, no longer wielded by the will of another, but his own."

The second analog is holy communion. Bood drinking is a sacrament in Catholicism; it is through eating the body and drinking the blood of Christ that one strengthens their bond and achieves unity with him. But Gabriel is tasting his own blood. His communion is unity of heart and mind. It's only then that he's able to correctly identify what he is feeling.

Gabriel had never before known the joy of a struggle, of coming face-to-face with an opponent of equal or greater measure. Though he had lost twice, each loss only further grew his desire to overcome.

Up until now, he had only done what was expected of him, but now for the first time he had found something he himself wanted. Not even the fast encroaching End of Hell mattered to him anymore.

He wants to beat V1, not for the threat to hell it poses, not for the council, not to regain God's light, but because he wants to.

This communion also allows him to properly consider the doubts he had about the Council that he had previously suppressed.

Having come to realize the horrors he had committed in God's name, he felt a great guilt. Though he could not undo what he had done, Gabriel knew he had to make things right.

When Gabriel frees heaven from the Council's tyranny, he communicates this through blood, and very publicly. Everyone must see the blood, that they are free now.

Radiance

There are many ways God is connected to fire. The song that plays at each secret terminal is "The Fire Is Gone". The Council "chases the light of God's fire." His light is the angels' life force and is described as "embers". Compare this to the language used to describe Gabriel's passion: "a single burning hatred" and "the strong fire that burned inside him". God's light may be almost gone, but Gabriel has his own fire, his own light now. You can see it reflected in his wings and halo, the way they glow radiant gold against blue, not unlike V1.

Sisyphus' terminal entry:

Sisyphus' charisma and drive had made his warriors dependent on his radiance and guidance. Although he did not know why yet, Gabriel recognised this flaw, having experienced it first hand, and ordered a focused assault to take down the king.

Even before the game, Gabriel knew you could not rely on someone else's light! Presumably, he saw it in the losing side during the war in Heaven, but there is the possibility that he experienced it himself. Either way, this would have been one of the things that contributed to his growing disillusionment with the Council's rule, even if he couldn't place exactly why.

Minos' terminal entry:

As manifestations of pure will, souls are incredibly powerful, to the point that even the prideful angels see them as a threat and will use any means necessary to stop them from forming.

As Minos' will was strong enough to attempt to stand up to Heaven's rule, the angels chose to imprison his soul in an attempt to stop it from forming into a prime soul.

The fact that Gabriel not only stood up to the Council, but killed them all, means that he has a will greater than Minos. When his vessel dies, whether by the fading of God's light or one final defeat by V1, he may become a prime soul.

Minos and Sisyphus

Hole vs radiance. Their layers are night and day.

The way they failed to free their respective layers.

The king, rather than fight back, tried to reason with him, but Gabriel mercilessly struck him down without listening.

Sisyphus' time had finally come, and once the angels returned, they were met with a force and fury that had boiled in the hearts of men for millennia, a warcry so fierce it shook the very foundations of Hell.

Their feelings about their defeat to Gabriel.

From the prison inside his own body, Minos helplessly watched as his soulless corpse, now controlled by parasites, tore apart everything he had worked so hard to build, cursing his own weakness for failing to protect his people.

To him, fighting an impossible battle with full knowledge of its futility and taking joy in just the act of resistance itself is the ultimate rebellion against the oppressor.

(Compare also Apostate Gabriel's "joy of a struggle" vs Sisyphus "taking joy in just the act of resistance." One must imagine Gabriel happy.)

Their feelings about their defeat to V1.

Forgive me my children for I have failed to bring you salvation from this cold, dark world.

Ahh...So concludes the life and times of King Sisyphus. A fitting end to an existence defined by futile struggle, doomed from the very start...And I don't regret a SECOND of it!

Think about it.

[boxheadpaint]

Big Snolt — Yesterday at 11:20 PM a mr beast esque netflix flop called NEXT TIME that was a variety gameshow with matchmaking elements. it had one season of just a handful of episodes before being dropped entirely, but then a few years later something popped up on youtube called "NEXT TIME [SECOND INSTALLMENT]" [11:22 PM] second installment was not produced by the same team as next time. it seemingly wasnt produced by humans either [11:22 PM] the only human involvement with the "show" were the contestants, who were constantly on edge and looked to be trying to find a way out of their situation

Big Snolt — Yesterday at 11:28 PM about a year before second installment some kind of random email casting call was put out with only a few responses, most assuming it to be some scam. the responding individuals were informed that they would be considered for their roles, though it was hard to get that information from the followup emails as they were very garbled and vague. several people would soon state feelings of being watched, stalked, some even claiming to be the victims of poltergeists or alien interference. after 2 weeks of this, they would usually be reported missing by a family member- some even vanishing while just a room away [11:29 PM] the only thing connecting the victims were the emails and later their appearances in the uploads of second installment

Big Snolt — Yesterday at 11:41 PM second installment appeared to be composed of footage similar to that of cctv with the main difference being that these cameras would move along the walls to follow the individuals through game rooms that would quickly shift and build to suit the situation. the games were almost always incomprehensible, with unclear goals or mechanics. the rooms had no visible entrances or exits either, and the individuals would be moved between scenes by the same shifting that constructed the games. no two games were ever the same, but all utilized similar inspirations of competetive gameshow sets, board game-like patterns, water-based puzzles and floating toys, and bright colors. the most prominent color on the show was yellow, with nearly every wall in the structure being some shade of it with varying amounts of grime and occasional rust. what little "behind the scenes" footage there is (typically a wall camera following an individual who by accident wasnt correctly placed in the designated room) shows dim concrete corridors with faded yellow paint on some sections and a small number of pipes running along the ceiling

Big Snolt — Yesterday at 11:49 PM there was more emphasis on the "matchmaking" aspect in second installment, but without an understanding of what human relations are or what influences them. the word "love" would be used very loosely by the announcer/narrator, and for the most part contestants would be too uncomfortable or stressed to try and engage with anyone they met romantically. these matchmaking segments would be footage of contestants not currently part of a game room and instead in the "living space"- an area with an open floor plan with mattresses that individuals had moved to various corners of the structure that would give some semblance of privacy. there were no doors, every "room" or passage could be entered from at least 2 ways, and during the "night" the living space would change to intense blue lighting. because of leaked case files, it is believed that the mattresses and bedding (sheet, blanket, and 1 pillow or some stuffed object mistaken for a pillow) were taken from the contestants homes at the same time they were [11:54 PM] the contestants were apparently able to hear everything the announcer said, evidenced by discomfort and agitation during "matchmaking" when comments would be made trying to push them into making conversation over percieved shared interests or hobbies, or to complete a puzzle task together to form a bond of understanding. the only real bonding that seemed to take place was whenever the individuals would discuss plans to find a way out, usually whenever the announcer was speaking so as to go unheard by "it".

Big Snolt — Today at 12:05 AM the contestants were of varying background and age, one of them a young highschooler with a poor grasp on english who after reacting so badly to the first few game rooms would be passed over or ignored when players were chosen for subsequent games by the announcer- this, combined with the most effort put into self-isolation, would allow her to slip under the radar more often than the other contestants. another contestant, only slightly older than the highschooler, would try to engage more with the other players as well as the announcer. she was usually asking for detailed explanations in how the puzzles worked, and while the announcer would give frustratingly bizarre answers she used the conversations to consume runtime so as to allow other contestants to more freely interact and discuss their current situation without the announcer intervening. this had the added effect where the announcer would stumble over words and get confused as well, which would coinside with some of the game rooms structure being misplaced or moved improperly and allowing unintended access. the longer the announcer was distracted, the further she could wander into adjoining rooms and rarely to the behind-the-scenes areas [12:12 AM] there were no credits sequences to second installment, no staff names listed or locations. the announcers voice was unidentifiable as any one person, seeming more like a patchwork of gameshow host impersonations or recordings. after some uploads however one contestant called out to the announcer with a previously unheard name; Atrix. at first it was unknown if atrix actually referred to a team or organization rather than an individual, but several other references to "Atrix" in following uploads would seem to clarify several things

Big Snolt — Today at 12:17 AM 1) the announcer is Atrix, and is the only "staff member" of the entirety of second installment. Atrix is referred to as a "he", a "they", and an "it" by several different contestants and investigators. 2) Atrix is not human. Atrix may not be from, or even on, earth. Atrix has a distinct lack of empathy or knowledge of human social structures and psychology, second installment isnt made by a fan but rather is an imitation by an obsessive with no clear origin. [12:18 AM] 3) Atrix is believed to be evil.

Big Snolt — Today at 12:29 AM However, possibly due to its voice origin, Atrix has a startlingly open and lighthearted personality. It doesnt make any comments or jokes on the individuality of contestants at their expense, either out of respect or because it simply doesnt understand that type of humor commonly utilized in these types of shows. Atrix is known to become agitated when a mistake becomes apparent to them, such as a player sent to the wrong room or ignoring game room goals (and usually ignoring him as well), but is never shown causing the contestants to be physically harmed or punished. Atrix is actually very easily distracted and can be tricked into conversation (though typically his answers are obtuse and difficult to understand the meaning of). It wasnt until quite a number of uploads later that it was shown Atrix DOES have a physical form and is capable of interacting with contestants using the form if necessary

Big Snolt — Today at 1:03 AM I think atrix was accidentally inspired by worms from pathologic my god

Big Snolt — Today at 1:07 AM notable differences of his eyes looking moore embedded than sunken with the skin being pulled around them, and also that he has a mouth (or at least like. teeth. its unclear if theres a real orifice behind them)

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