#numbers in the range 20-29

[kurishiri]

are there any official ages or age ranges for the ikemen villains characters? 🤔

expect updates and edits!

helloo anon! i dont think official ages have been posted, but they have dropped some info so we could make some guesses or ballpark ages. jus be aware as a disclaimer, i’m ballparking in the dark for some more than others, so don’t take my word as the be all, end all. there r probably others with more accurate ideas abt ages. but that said, i’ll try to provide as much explanation as i can under the cut bc spoilers-

ellis: 24

kate: at least 24, maybe around 25-26

ring, nica: 25-27 (?); definitely older than 24

liam: 26

jude: 26-29

elbie: 27-30

william: 28

alfons: 30-31

harrison: likely 27-30, but could in all technicality be anywhere from 20-31

roger: 32, as the median

darius: ??? likely a bit older than the twins but the possibility of being the same age or younger than them isnt completely off the table either

victor: 32, as the minimum

explanations under the cut

ellis is the youngest member of crown. he was 12 when he ran away from home, and that was 12 years ago. hence, that would make him 24

kate calls ellis with the —kun honorific in japanese as he is her kōhai (junior), so kate is older than 24. but as ellis is the only one she uses this honorific with in crown, she may be the 2nd or 3rd youngest

liam was 9 when he set fire on his house and lost his parents, and it was mentioned his dad was supposed to be dead 17 years ago, hence making liam 26

if ellis is 24, then roger is probably around 32— we know bc alec, the previous bearer for the curse of the thorns, died when he was 8 or 9 at the oldest. in roger’s rt its implied that one is born with a curse and is first activated from an event, and no two ppl can have the same curse simultaneously, so ellis was born (and received the curse of the thorns) after alec died. so we know from there that roger could be around 8, 9 years older than ellis

it was mentioned roger is slightly older than alfons, though there is not a solid concrete number as to by how many years, but maybe it’s around 2 to 3 years difference

jude is definitely older than ellis, though presumably not by many years. and although this is an if event, in his dark if, kate mentions that jude is a boy around her age. if we give some leeway into that and assuming that part also applies to canon, then he would probably be around 26, if kate is around 26. it is also mentioned when oswald, the doctor who saved jude, was talking about jude’s past, he was talking about a time around 20 years ago, and kate thinks to herself he couldn’t have been older than 10. this puts a cap at jude being 29 in present time.

elbies mom took her own life when he was 6, and that’s around when the doctor started examining his dad. if alfons was still on the streets at 7 years old (implied in rogers past records), he was taken in by the doctor after he was 7. it would make alfons a little older than elbie, but its unknown by how long, but not too many years and no more than 3, because the doctor was killed when elbie was 9

i feel in general, alfons age is a bit wishy washy considering we dont even know his “true birthday” .. he jus picked a date (specifically the day he met elbie!) and was like “ye thats my bday now 🙂‍↕️”

will was 14 when he formed crown with victor (it’s unknown how old victor was), and 14 years have since passed. this would make will 28

heavily corrected: harrison’s dad was killed when he was 17, and that happened when william and victor were the only two members of crown. so it could have happened when crown was just founded 14 years ago, making harry possibly 31. and elbie and al were probably the first ones to join crown, for sure at least 3, 4 years ago. that would set the actual age range to 20-31. but he is likely at least 27, considering kate doesn’t use —kun with him (if we assume she’s around 26) and how i believe it was mentioned the case of the murder happening “over a decade ago” in present time, assuming kate is correct in this

now the twins and darius r probably like the most wishy washy guesses out of all of them. for one there’s just not much info abt them out bc theyre v new chars. buut there is some tinie clues.

there is a scene in rogers rt where he asks nica if they met before, and nica replies that he forgot. now it is just as likely that nika is lying here (as its implied he has a good memory), maybe bc he doesnt want to talk abt it or it may also be for ring, but if he is truthful then its probably the case that it was from a time when he was too young to really remember anything, which would probably make him somewhat considerably younger than roger

on rings end, during the “don’t look at anyone but me” event, ring basically asks kate to not be so formal and feels weirded out she uses —san with him (.. as she does with nearly everyone else, with exception of ellis, i think liam, and for one time only, alfons). maybe a part of it is like its in his char to not like formalities, but on the other hand, he never asks alfons to drop —san or use a different honorific with him the same way he did with kate, in the crown vs vogel event. so it may be a reasonable assumption to make that ring may be similar in age to kate .. or at least, more similar in age to kate than he is with alfons. so i ballparked them around 25-27

darius is kind of a mystery— we do know that he has, in some way, saved the twins in the past (presumably from experimentation), so the twins r indebted to him. its probably reasonable to think he is older than the twins .. probably in his 30s even?

that said, seeing as he is of a noble upbringing, as he mentioned this in one of his bond stories where hes like “ik how table manners work bc its been taught to me but i jus choose not to apply them” or smth along those lines. so he could be capable of “saving the twins” even when younger than them or the same age as them if that makes sense

ty to friends @.natimiles, @.valkyyriia, @.candiedcoffeedrops, @.drachonia, @.memoria-99, @.romromi, @.groovylita, @.shatcey, @.dark-frosted-heart, @.an-aroaces-harem who have helped with this! also if anyone else has any more info to drop — or correct — feel free to lmk! i will be sure to credit :>

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(Note: I'm leaving options outside of the mid-late 20s range for the possibility of anyone who may have not known about the range before forming a headcanon, have disregarded it, or for other reasons)

[tinesleftnipple]

JITD Episode 29 (non-final) Script Synopsis

Episode 26

Episode 27

Episode 28

"Confrontation"

*Please note that the scripts are not final. Not everything has been "cut" - some scenes might not have been filmed in the first place. The actual episode may have more or less scenes than this draft of the script.

Du jia is eating ice cream at at an airport in Southeast Asia. A man and a woman arrive out of the gate, and Du jia goes up to greet them. The woman introduces herself as Wei lan, Vice president Su's secretary. The man is vice president Su.

LWZ walks out of the interrogation room and hands a slip of paper with a phone number to Lan qiao. LWZ asks Lan qiao to contact the owner of the number, who is Yubin's past art student, and to obtain all the artwork they made of Binhai no matter what. LWZ rushes off to take Du jia's call.

XHY knocks on a door and asks for a man called Yang YaoZong, trying to find out more about Zhuo YingChun's past. YYZ's son answers the door; YYZ is sick and his memory has deteriorated. XHY has no luck asking. Just as he is about to leave, YYZ blurts out "Xiao hua ao [literal translation = little flower jacket]. YYZ's son realizes who they are asking about.

Lan qiao calls the art student, Li chunsheng (LCS), and tells him what Zou feng told her. The winter before Yu bin died, he took his art class to Bin hai to do some plein air painting. The night they were leaving, a student lost their camera, so Yu bin drove alone back to the beach to look for it. On the way, he scratched another car and saw two people who, unbeknownst to him, were not supposed to be seen together. To apologize, he drew a portrait of the two of them. Zou feng believes this is the reason Yu bin died. LCS is the student who lost his camera, and so Zou feng thought he must have Yu bin's artwork. LCS agrees to bring them to SID.

YYZ's son recalls ZYC has a son around the same age as him. XHY answers yes - his name was Yang bo. YYZ's son tells them that ZYC was sold into their village to become the crippled man's wife. Not long after, the man died, but the family didn't want to waste the money they spent on her, so they married her off to the dead man's cousin. The cousin died in a car crash soon after, and ZYC moved away with her son. XHY asks where she was sold from. YYZ's son doesn't know, but overheard from the elders that the peddler who brought her gets his "supply" from orphanages where the kids have no background, so no one will come looking. YYZ's son remembers when ZYC first arrived, she spoke like those foreigners on TV. XHY realizes ZYC is potentially from SEA (this may change to somewhere outside of their island).

ZDL (Zhang donglai) is partying in a pool in a tropical place. The champagne pops and everyone hollers. ZDL shakes his hair and drops of water splash on Weiwei. ZDL sits beside her and tells her what a coincidence it is that her company planned their break just when he's here. Weiwei tells him Pei su planned this event last year. ZDL wants to lead her into the back, but the doorbell rings. Du jia and Wei lan are at the door.

LWZ receives a video call from Du jia. Du jia updates LWZ on what he discovered: Heng An orphanage closed 20 some years ago after the principal disappeared. But Du jia was able to find an old staff member, who gave him a photo.

LCS arrives at SID to give Lan qiao a stack of artwork. Lan qiao flips through them, stops at one, and runs inside.

Du jia sends LWZ the photo, and tells LWZ to mentally prepare himself; whoever was at this orphanage probably left with serious mental trauma. LWZ receives a call from XHY, who tells him about ZYC. While LWZ is listening, he looks at the photo that is slowly loading. It's a group picture of 10+ children, ranging from a few years old to teenagers, all standing expressionless. They stand in two rows around two men who are holding a banner between them. The one in the suit is ZYH (Zhou yahou); the other is balding, likely the principal. The banner says something about Zhou Group donation. The photo is dated 1979-12-25.

XHY suspects ZYC came from the same orphanage as Su fei. LWZ finds Su fei in the photo, and indeed, sees ZYC standing beside her. XHY asks LWZ if the person behind all this might also be from this orphanage. Suddenly, Lan qiao barges in. She shows the drawing to LWZ, and in a trembling voice, says "it's Zhang ChunLing".

The photo finally completes its download and LWZ turns back to look at it: beside ZYC, stood Zhang ChunLing and Zhang ZhaoJin.

In the interrogation room, LWZ shows ZZJ the photo. ZZJ is shocked, then a pained expression flashes across his face. ZZJ asks LWZ what he thinks the truth is. LWZ replies "a group of victims who have forgotten their pain, swam to the top of this 'production chain', and became perpetrators". ZZJ pushes the responsibility to his brother and states it has nothing to do with him.

Flashback: a camera flash. The black and white photo turns to real life. ZCL discretely picks out some cracker crumbs from his pocket, licks his fingers, and peeks at ZZJ beside him. ZZJ looks at the front row in a serious expression. ZZJ VO: we were orphans from Heng An orphanage, since we were 6/7 years old. Su fei was younger, but she had been there the longest... In the distance, ZYH holds Su fei's hand, and walks her to the front row. ZZJ VO: she was only 14 at the time, but ZYH was already eager to harvest her... ZYH "lovingly" caresses Su fei's head. Su fei looks towards ZZJ as if asking for help.

It's night, a girl in a red dress is running in the woods. ZZJ VO: Su fei, run faster, run! Not far in the distance, flashlights, dog barks, shadows of figures approach. ZZJ and ZCJ lock the gate behind them and run after Su fei. The metal gate opens the dog catches up to them. ZCL lets go of ZZJ and tells him to run first. ZCL waves his wooden stick at the dog. ZZJ looks back to see the dog attacking ZCL. The people arrive and they beat up ZCL. ZCL mouths at ZZJ to run. ZZJ's eyes water, and he lets go of Su fei, then runs towards ZCL to protect him. ZZJ VO: from that day on, I thought to myself, even though we are not related by blood, he will always be my younger brother.

ZZJ closes his eyes, as if this memory has drained him. LWZ asks, if ZCL is his brother, then what about Huo xiao and Yang... they've known each other for 20 years and fought by each others' side in life and death situations. They've done nothing to wrong him. When they were killed by ZCL, what was ZZJ thinking? Aren't they his brothers too?

ZZJ replies he is most sorry to Huo xiao and Yang. LWZ: they trusted you so much - I trusted you too. ZZJ replies he knows he's disappointed them, but no matter if SID believes it or not, he truly doesn't know everything that happened. When they investigated the Seine after Huo xiao's case, he knew the Seine belonged to ZCL, but he thought at most it was illegal gambling.

Flashback, 10 years ago: ZCL nervously explains to ZZJ that the Seine is his, but he had no idea what was going on. Huo Xiao's death has nothing to do with him. ZZJ is angry, but ZCL begs to be let off this hook and for ZZJ to save him again, just like before.

ZZJ was persuaded by ZCL. And that case... the evidence was all there, so he had no reason to pursue further. LWZ questions whether ZZJ truly believes that, having known Huo xiao for so many years. ZZJ tells LWZ he avoided thinking about Huo xiao, because he knew Huo xiao was wronged, but it's too hard for him to accept the only explanation behind why he was wronged.

LWZ sums up the events that occurred: ZCL had ordered Huo xiao to be killed, then all evidence destroyed in the fire. ZCL then had "Laomeizha" and a few other business owners provide fake testimonies to frame everything on Huo Xiao. ZJJ supposes this is what had happened, but tells LWZ they should ask ZCL for the details because ZCL began to keep secrets from him after that.

LWZ asks if he ever suspected the real reason for Yang's death, because Yang had investigated his way to the Seine. The day he appeared in the underpass was not by chance. The criminal there was a trap, and if it were not for the old lady with her dog, the criminal would have attacked Yang anyways. Not only was Yang killed, his wife and child are affected too. One is now dead, the other a killer blinded by hatred. ZZJ watches as LWZ continues: "They didn't have to die. Zhang ju, ask yourself, all these years, did you really not have even an inkling of what was going on? When Yang and the rest of them were searching up and down for evidence, did you ever think about the person behind it all that you let off the hook - your younger brother ZCL?" ZZJ covers his face and cries.

Luo cheng watches the interrogation. He makes a call and tells the other end to take action.

It's night. LWZ, XHY, Lan qiao, and team arrive at ZCL's house. LWZ barges in first with gun in hand. Lan qiao finds ZCL's passport and a plane ticket for 8pm tonight. Something important must have happened that messed up his escape plans. Du ju arrives telling them ZCL escaped, and orders the team to watch the city borders and find ZCL. Du ju then tells LWZ that this case is too close to SID - they will turn it into a different team to continue investigations. LWZ asks Du ju quietly: if he and Luo cheng had suspected ZCL for a while and had been keeping him under surveillance, how was he able to escape? Du ju asks everyone else to leave.

LWZ realizes the anonymous reports Du ju showed him (in ep 1) were sent to Du ju by Luo cheng. Du ju explains that the organization's killings in the past couple of years gained the attention of the investigative team. Luo cheng had suspected there was a security breach. In He zongyi's case, ZZJ stepped down to avoid conflict of interest, and Luo cheng took this opportunity to set up their plans. LWZ finds it difficult to speak. Why didn't they tell him anything, did they suspect him too? Du ju tells LWZ to go home and rest, but LWZ refuses to leave until they tell him what their plan of action for tonight is.

Lan qiao nervously peeks through the crack in the door. XHY wants to too, but is afraid it would be considered breaking the rules. LWZ angrily bursts through the door and the two of them scatter.

LWZ drives down the road. Flashback: LWZ deduces Du ju and Luo cheng let ZCL escape on purpose as bait to lure in FSY. But in order to clear out the roots of both organizations, they need a hook for the bait. And the hook this time... LWZ's eyes widen. [Flashback: Pei su giving him a comforting smile. "Going to the investigative team right now is my safest option. Shixiong, we should trust Du ju and captain Luo, right?" ] ... is Pei su.

At ZCL's house, Du ju looks down at the moving red dot on his phone, his expression serious. Flashback: Pei su sits alone in the room. The door opens, and Du ju comes in. Pei su thanks Du ju for his protection.

Pei su asks Du ju if he has the teams' trust now that vice president Su has contacted them. Du ju replies that Su has turned in all the content regarding Guangyao fund, which includes direct evidence of ZCL's illegal activities 3 years ago. This also involves PCY. Pei su tells Du ju not to worry - he has foreseen all the end possibilities when he first called Du ju. [Flashback: Pei su at the window, on a call with Du ju (ep 24). Pei su tells Du ju he would like to collaborate.] Pei su: "even though LWZ talks a lot, he did indeed teach me many things, one of the most important being that any action will receive judgement, and the judge is the law. So I've made up my mind from the moment I called you, that no matter who is involved in these past 30 years, the 3 generations of grudge and resentment, I am willing to hand it all over to you and Capt Luo (Luo Cheng) and the law to judge. Du ju, can I ask now, now that ZCL is exposed, what are we to do next?"

Du ju pauses, and looks through the mirror at Luo cheng on the other side. Luo cheng stands in front of the glass, looking at Pei su. Du ju tells Pei su that they have control of ZCL and are ready to capture him whenever he moves. Pei su asks about FSY. Du ju frowns and says even though Pei su's memories are effective, they cannot be used as direct evidence. They would have to keep waiting. Pei su disagrees: FSY has changed; he is no longer that gentle and refined professor. Revenge has become his excuse. Once ZCL is caught, he will only hide deeper in the shadows. Pei su tells Du ju he has a fail-proof plan. Luo cheng frowns, and asks through the ear piece to Du ju: what plan? Du ju looks at Pei su, and Pei su smiles confidently.

Du ju stares at the red dot on his phone. Pei su VO: ZCL seems like a CEO, but in his bones he is a criminal. He doesn't care about anything in this world, except for his son, ZDL. ZCL in a car, looking at a photo on his phone: ZDL and a crowd of people in bikinis. Behind them are Su cheng and Wei lan.

In his car in a park, "You raise me up" plays. Pei su VO: so the best method, is to temporarily let ZCL free, then using ZDL as bait, allow FSY to capture ZCL. And we will be the ones capturing them all. The phone rings, the same song as the car radio. Pei su listens for a while, puts on a different pair of glasses, then answers the call. It's ZCL. ZCL thinks Pei su has ZDL as hostage and Pei su keeps up the act. Pei su says he won't keep a grudge about ZCL hiring a hit on PCY, and wants to "collaborate", essentially taking back ownership of the organization like PCY had once told him he would. ZCL sends people out to pick up Pei su to meet, then hangs up.

Pei su puts his phone aside and the fake smile on his face fades. He places his hand gently over his eyes, the way LWZ does in his dreams, as if gathering courage.

Flashback: just as Du ju is about to leave, Pei su asks Du ju for a favor. Pei su's smile fades, and he looks at Du ju sincerely: "Can you hold off on telling LWZ about this plan?" Du ju turns around. Pei su smiles slowly, "because although it's a fool-proof plan, it has a tiny problem-"

Pei su, with his hand over his eyes, lets out a long sigh. Pei su VO: "-and that is, I might not make it back alive."

In the car, Lan qiao reports to LWZ that they found Pei su's phone location - it's at Jiexin park. LWZ grits his teeth and steps on the gas. The car races into the darkness.

A fog descends. Pei su's car is hidden in specks of trees. LWZ's car approaches. LWZ, Lan qiao, and XHY run towards Pei su's car. It's pitch black inside, "You raise me up" plays faintly through the glass. LWZ yanks open the car door. The music gets louder. There's no one inside. LWZ looks around and sees a broken pair of glasses on the ground.

Flashback: In the rearview mirror, a car approaches Pei su's. Pei su watches as 2 people get off the car, while he leisurely spins his badge. He slides his phone into his pocket, then opens the door. One of the hitmen search Pei su's body while on call with ZCL. The hitman takes Pei su's phone. Pei su tells ZCL if he doesn't see ZCL's face in an hour, his people who have ZDL might take action. The clock hits 11:00pm. The other hitman tells them to sit in the back. Pei su thinks this second person's voice sounds familiar, and turns back to look at him. But hitman 2 has lowered his head and hitman 1 is waiting for Pei su to step into the car. A noise behind him, and Pei su looks back to see hitman 1 collapse on the ground. Hitman 2 raises his head - it's the fake security guard at Longyuncheng. He tases Pei su unconscious.

Pei su lies unconscious in the backseat of the car. The driver smiles coldly, yanks Pei su's glasses off, and snaps it in half to reveal the GPS hidden inside. The car drives off, leaving the broken glasses on the ground.

Transition from the broken glasses to a policeman picking it up and placing it into an evidence bag. The area has been caution-taped off with police busy collecting evidence. LWZ sits on the side, contemplating. XHY calls for LWZ, and LWZ darts into the tent. The GPS has an audio recording device that will start up upon contact with air. They play the audio, and hear ZCL and FSY's phone conversation. ZCL realizes FSY has taken Pei su. FSY tells ZCL "where everything started is where everything will end".

Lan qiao and XHY rush to go to the Seine, but they see LWZ standing in place. They are not at the Seine. This must be a place only he and ZZJ know about. Everyone waits for LWZ, but LWZ curves his back and holds his knees, as if this is the only way he can remain standing. He lowers his head, a sigh escapes his lips like a single fallen leaf in an autumn breeze.

LWZ's breath transitions to Pei su's. A bag gets lifted off Pei su's head. Flickering lights, blurry faces, candles in the dark, hum of people's voices. Pei su shakes his head, then hears the sound of a wheelchair. He smiles, but then gets kicked in the chest by the driver. Pei su coughs for a long while, and when he finally catches his breath, says, "how barbaric, professor Fan, your subordinate friend was hands-on with me the entire way here. This is not the way to welcome your most intimate collaborator, is it?"

The driver is about to act again when FSY lets out a chuckle and gently stops him. The driver is very obedient and backs up. The wheelchair approaches and Pei su struggles to lift his head to look. WRB pushes the wheelchair out from the shadows. FSY's face slowly appears in the light. After 8 years, this face is in front of Pei su again. FSY says: long time no see, good boy."

[luna-loveboop]

Heyyyy

Wars ti-me! 🎶

Feel free to specify in notes! Sorry if the numbers aren't right /gen ':D

Words from posts on Wars age:

He's in the Adult+ range with Time and Twilight.

The top 'leaders' of the group are based on Age, maturity, experience, etc. Wars is not listed with Time, Twilight, and Legend there. (?thought food)

Jojo said height is based on age, although overall this is somewhat inconsistent (for example Wind is said to be the youngest, yet Four is the shortest- & Legend slouches). Wars is closest to Twilight in height, although I did not directly compare their heights. Wars is among the tallest in the chain, tho

*insert ending to post here because I couldn't figure out how to say any of this well*

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[taylorswifttournament]

Okay I posted this question on my main but it didn't really go anywhere and I want better results so

I feel like a disproportionate number of people I know have birthdays in the 20-29 range and I need to know if this is A Thing™ or if it's just my life that's weird

[tangentiallly]

// spoiler up to LN11

i had been thinking about rikuson's age and how in LN5, Maomao's observation of him is "probably not quite 30"

Beside him stood a man Maomao didn’t recognize, smiling broadly. Probably not quite thirty, he had delicate features and a composed expression. Maomao gave him a quick but polite dip of the head before returning to her conversation with Lahan.

and i've been trying to figure out how wide a range does that entail ... not quite 30 .... late 20s, maybe 27-29? or just 29? i wasn't very sure from the phrasing. and this is also just maomao's observation only, it's a general indication but for all we know, he could also be slightly younger than he looked or slightly older than he looked.

in LN11 we get more details, and i've been trying to piece together more clues. in Rikuson's backstory chapter, the author began that with him being 13

His mother had often said to him, “When you grow up, you’ll become the wind.” When he came of age at fifteen, he would go out into the world—but until then, she told him, he must study all that the world had to offer. Two more years of this learning lay ahead of him…

and not long after the story began, he met Lakan who was playing shogi with Big Lin. Lakan, who showed up very often to play shogi or go, so much that Rikuson wondered if he had a job. Rikuson asked if he's from the central region, Lakan said yes and that one of these days he would go back. i feel like we can infer that this is most likely during the period that Lakan was sent out by his family to take a long trip in the west after Luomen's banishment from the palace.

Maomao is 20 years old in LN11 (says the character profile in LN11), and since in the Li's age system, people increment their age by 1 at the beginning of the year (mentioned in LN6), we can say Maomao is roughly born some 19 years + x months ago. Lakan left the central region and went to the west not long after his night with Fengxian - we don't know the exact timing of that. but let's say it adds another couple of months, so let's round it up to him departing for the west about 20 years ago. He was there for about 3 years, which means he met Rikuson sometime between 20years ~ 17 years before LN11, when Rikuson was 13.

(i'm also thinking that, since Rikuson is from the West, his age count, from his point of view, might not align with Li's, but i'm not sure on this part.)

so that means that by LN11, Rikuson is between 30-33 years old - LN5 was their previous journey to the west, which take place roughly a year ago, so he would be somewhere between 29-32 then. so if maomao's observation was accurate, then not quite 30 seems to point to 29, and not a broader range of late 20s. (if maomao's observations were slightly off, that means he might look slightly younger in appearances)

(after coming to the conclusion i feel like everyone else probably already knew from the initial description that not quite 30 meant 29 and didn't jump through all these hoops. that said i'm not quite well versed in the art of adverbs(?) so i wanted to run the numbers for myself)

[workersolidarity]

[ 📹 A Palestinian family returns to their shattered home in the northern Gaza Strip despite the widespread destruction and continued bombardment by the Israeli occupation army on all axis of the enclave.]

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DAY 212 OF "ISRAEL'S" GENOCIDE: NETANYAHU REFUSES TO NEGOTIATE END TO WAR AS MASS SLAUGHTER OF CIVILIANS CONTINUES UNABATED

On the 212th day of "Israel's" ongoing special genocide operation in the Gaza Strip, the Israeli occupation forces (IOF) committed a total of three new massacres of Palestinian families, resulting in the deaths of no less than 29 Palestinian civilians, mostly women and children, while another 110 others were wounded over the previous 24-hours.

It should be noted that as a result of the constant Israeli bombardment of Gaza's healthcare system, infrastructure, residential and commercial buildings, local paramedic and civil defense crews are unable to reach countless hundreds, even thousands of victims who remain trapped under the rubble, or who's bodies remain strewn across the streets of Gaza.

This leaves the official death toll vastly undercounted, as Gaza's healthcare officials are unable to accurately tally those killed and maimed in this genocide, which must be kept in mind when considering the scale of the mass murder.

In today's news, Israeli occupation Prime Minister, Benjamin Netanyahu, refuses to negotiate an end to the war, despite the Palestinian Resistance's flexibility in negotiations.

The occupation leader said on Sunday that he will not agree to an end to the war and the withdrawal of all occupation forces from the Gaza Strip, a top demand of the Hamas Resistance movement, with the occupation's Prime Minister describing a withdrawal as "surrender".

"Hamas is fortified in its extreme positions," Netanyahu said to the Hebrew media, thereby "obstructing the release of our hostages."

Netanyahu claimed that the release of the hostages being held by Hamas in Gaza is "at the forefront of our minds," however, the Israeli occupation is unwilling to pay the price for a deal with Hamas to "leave Hamas intact, end the war and to withdraw the IDF forces from the Strip."

In response to the Israeli occupation's unwillingness to compromise, the Hamas Resistance movement's military arm, the Al-Qassam Brigades launched a rocket mortar attack on the Kherem Shalom settlement, adjacent to the southernmost tip of Gaza, launched from somewhere in Rafah, in the southern Gaza Strip.

The rocket attack wounded at least 7 Israelis, with the Palestinian media describing the wounded as "occupation soldiers" while the Hebrew media described the wounded as "people," making it unclear who exactly was wounded in the strike.

According to the Hebrew media, an air raid alarm sounded after the firing of several rockets from Rafah at around 1:30pm local time, after which, paramedic crews arrived on the scene, treating 7 wounded, 3 in critical condition, who were taken to Soroka Hospital in Beersheba.

The Hebrew media added that the Israeli occupation army responded to the rocket strike with a barrage of tank fire and airstrikes on the Rafah area, and also responded by closing the border crossing to humanitarian aid trucks.

According to the Al-Qassam Brigades, they launched a mortar rocket attack on the Kerem Shalom settlement using a number of 114mm short-range "Rajoum" missiles, wounding 7 Israeli occupation soldiers.

At the same time as the strike occured in the south, around 20 rockets were fired from southern Lebanon into settlements in the north of the occupied Palestinian territories, wounding an older man in Kiryat Shmona with shrapnel.

In other news, despite the ongoing massacres in the Gaza Strip, Palestinian Orthodox Christians in Gaza celebrated Easter today despite the subdued atmosphere, as is described in the local Palestinian media.

At the Orthodox Church of Saint Porphyrius in Gaza City, at least 100 Palestinian Christian families gathered for prayers and religious rituals without festivities, according to Imad al-Sayegh, Chairman of the Board of Directors of the Gaza Churches Union.

Al-Sayegh, alongside dozens of other families, sought shelter in the Church, telling the media that "sadness pervades the atmosphere inside the church, as it does outside, leaving no room for joy and celebration amidst the immense destruction, continuous shelling and casualties."

Traditionally, the Holy Fire is transported from the Holy Sepulchre in occupied Al-Quds (Jersusalem) to churches across the region and around the world amid festive celebrations.

However, this year the Israeli occupation did not permit the entry of the Holy Fire to Gaza's Christian Orthodox Churches, instead choosing to pretend to American media that Christian churches do not exist in Gaza because, they claim, "Hamas" doesn't permit it, which is patently and provably untrue.

Meanwhile, mass slaughter of Palestinian civilians continued unabated in the Gaza Strip, where the Israeli occupation army hammered several residential areas in various sectors of the Gaza Strip, using a combination of American-made dumb bombs, artillery shelling and missile strikes to target residential homes and apartment buildings.

The slaughter started on Saturday with a number of bombings targeting the southern Gazan city of Rafah.

According to local sources, the occupation military conducted an airstrike on a residential home in the village of al-Shoka, southeast of the city of Rafah, killing three Palestinians civilians, including two children, while several others were wounded in the strike.

Another occupation airstrike targeted a gathering of civilians in the Abasan Al-Kabira neighborhood, south of Khan Yunis, in the southern Gaza Strip, wounding several people who were transported to the European Gaza Hospital for treatment.

The occupation's atrocities continued elsewhere, with the Israeli occupation's artillery shelling targeting the Wadi Al-Arayes quarter, east of the Al-Zaytoun neighborhood, southeast of Gaza City, resulting in the deaths a mother and her two children, and also wounding the family's father.

At the same time, Zionist occupation warplanes bombed a residential building in the Al-Mufti area, north of the Al-Nuseirat Refugee Camp, in the central Gaza Strip, obliterating the building and wounding a number of civilians.

The slaughter of innocent civilians continued into Sunday morning, as Orthodox Christians gathered for prayers and rituals at Gaza's few remaining churches, many of which were bombed early in the war.

IOF warplanes bombed two residential homes in Rafah, in southern Gaza, including a home belonging to the Bahloul family, in the Al-Salam neighborhood, east of Rafah, killing and wounding several people.

A previous airstrike in the same neighborhood targeted the Al-Sha'er family home, destroying the house and killing three Palestinian civilians.

Occupation fighter jets then targeted the town of Al-Zawaida, in the central Gaza Strip, followed by hammering agricultural lands with bombings in the neighboring Al-Maghazi Refugee Camp.

At the same time, Zionist forces conducted airstrikes targeting a site in the Al-Geneina neighborhood, east of Rafah City, in the south of Gaza, while occupation aircraft also fired missiles towards the eastern neighborhoods of the Al-Bureij and Maghazi Refugee Camps, along with the city of Deir al-Balah in the central Gaza Strip.

The bombardment went on with yet another series of airstrikes targeting the Al-Zaytoun, Tal al-Hawa, and Sheikh Ajlin neighborhoods of Gaza City, resulting in the death of a civilian and also wounding several others.

Israeli occupation warships also fired heavy machine gun fire towards the fisherman's port and the Al-Shati Refugee Camp, west of Gaza City, and also targeted beaches west of Rafah City.

Yet another attack by occupation fighter jets targeted a gathering of civilians in the Nuseirat Camp, in the central Gaza Strip, killing at least one Palestinian.

Simultaneously, Israeli occupation forces demolished Palestinian homes in the Al-Mughraqa, Al-Zahra'a, and Wadi Gaza Bridge areas of central Gaza.

The Israeli occupation also announced the assassination of Ayman Zorob, a commander with the Al-Quds Brigades, belonging to Palestinian Islamic Jihad (PIJ).

Occupation warplanes also bombed a residential home belonging to photographer Hassan Aslih, south of Khan Yunis, in the southern Gaza Strip.

Yet another bombing of Khan Yunis targeted the Al-Farouq Mosque in the Khan Yunis Camp, and another targeted the Nouh Mosque east of Khan Yunis, resulting in several casualties.

As a result of "Israel's" ongoing special genocide operation in the Gaza Strip, the death toll among the local population has risen to exceed 34'683 Palestinians killed, including over 14'500 children and 9'500 women, while another 78'018 others have been wounded since the start of the current round of Zionist aggression, beginning with the events of October 7th, 2023.

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Cyborg 009 Tribute Anthology Story 1: "Warriors of Peace Never Die" by Masaki Tsuji

Okay, this is the system I came up with -- I'll share scans of the original text and also a formatted basic Google Translation in English.

Scans (and copy of the translation)

Translated story also below the cut -- disclaimer that while I tried to clean it up a little bit there was a fair amount that I couldn't really decipher and just left as-is. Hope you enjoy though! This one is based on the finale of the 1968 anime and written by its original screenwriter, Masaki Tsuji.

The warriors of peace never die Tsuji Masaki * From the 1968 TV anime "Cyborg 009: The Warrior of Peace Never Dies" Cooperation: Toei Animation

Thirty years after the war, with two great powers at odds and the world in the grip of the Cold War, 009 is Francois He visited Hiroshima Peace Memorial Park with his friends. The final episode of the first TV anime series, Cyborg 009, aired in 1968. Episode 26, "The Warrior of Peace Never Dies." This episode is considered one of the best in the series. The original screenwriter novelized this work himself. When he started serializing "No. 9," he decided to make the story anti-war, but also to create a spy action movie-like story. The film aims to be a fun and entertaining piece. "Never Dies" embodies this original spirit of Ishinomori. 009 = Joe Shimamura is a versatile cyborg. He can accelerate by pressing the switch next to his molars. The device is activated, allowing high-speed movement of over Mach 3. The leader of the Zero Zero Number Cyborgs. The "protective clothing" worn during battle is usually red with a yellow scarf, In the 1968 TV anime version, he wears a white protective suit and a red scarf. Masaki Tsuji was born in Aichi Prefecture in 1932. He was a blogger at NHK in the early days of television. After leaving the station, he worked extensively as a scriptwriter for anime and special effects. He made his debut as a mystery writer with "Murder in Alice's Country" (1981). The 35th Mystery Writers of Japan Award for Long Novels, "Perfect Love" (under the name Satsuji Maki, 2008), won the 9th Honkaku In 2019, he won the 23rd Japan Mystery Literature Award. "Nakaika: A Mystery Novel from 1949" (2015) achieved a triple crown in the year-end mystery rankings.

From "TPS News." According to an announcement by the Public Republic at 7 p.m. today, the US is carrying a 20-megaton hydrogen bomb. The long-range bomber, a Rolling C-29, has been out of contact for the past 36 hours. Thank you very much. The Public Republic dispatched the aircraft carrier Scheherazade and the nuclear submarine Sea Star, The public has lodged a strong protest against the Ullan Federation. However, Ullan completely denied any involvement in the incident.

1

"Rest in peace The mistake will not be repeated.” Joe muttered as he followed the engraved words with his eyes.

"Are we really not repeating ourselves?"

Thirty years have passed since then.

Bells are ringing in the distance. The sky in Hiroshima is clear and sunny. It is said that day, in midsummer, Hiroshima was also sunny.

In front of the memorial monument at the Zero Zero Nine Peace Memorial Park, 009, also known as Joe Shimamura, called out to 003, who was standing next to him.

"Let's get going now. You have to go through the formalities at the airport."

"Yeah"

Françoise Arnoul nodded. The curtain had just fallen yesterday on a month-long ballet tour of Japan. She looked once more around the flowers and greenery of the immaculately kept park.

"Peace."

"It's peaceful."

"I wonder if I can come here again?"

"You can come as many times as you like."

Joe smiled. "As long as there's peace."

There is not a single cloud in the sky. Still, in the corner of Joe's eye, a black cloud like spilled ink appeared.

A month later.

The first time Joe read the article was as he took a sip of the hot coffee he had made after dinner.

"A coup in Mirandavia… the anti-monarchy forces take full power… hmm.”

That was the extent of my interest. The Kingdom of Mirandavia was a small country separated from the Public Republic by just one sea. It was famous for its beautiful princess, and it had a long history and was based mainly on the tourism industry.

(I wonder what happened to the princess…Poor thing.)

That's how Joe felt.

Looking at the bigger picture, the world is still moving in a conflict between two great powers, the Public Republic and the Ullan Federation. No one would have imagined at this point that the revolution in Mirandavia would lead to a major crisis for the world.

Another month has passed.

Lazria, the Pacific coastal state with a reputation for being the worst of the rogue nations, surprised everyone by forming a military alliance with the new government of Mirandavia.

The reason why Lazria is the worst is because a significant part of the national economy is supported by drug manufacturing and export.

President Yakun, who has a history of corruption, does not care about international opinion.

Such a notorious country and Mirandavia, which has a 300-year history even though the monarchy has been abolished.

Why did the two countries suddenly promise military cooperation?

What kind of developments have taken place between the two countries under the surface?

The Public Republic, which only considered Mirandavia to be a neighboring country, is shocked and displeased, but no matter how close a country is, it cannot interfere in the internal affairs of another country…

Another month later.

The reasons for the rapprochement between the two countries were reported in the media.

It turns out that President Yakun of Lazria had fallen in love at first sight with Mirandavia's former princess, Princess Mia, and had proposed marriage to her.

It's a popular upper-class romance. Public opinion in the Public Republic is softening quickly.

"But… romance isn't always pretty."

"Great Britain," aka 007, whispered to Joe over the phone.

He is a well-known stage actor in London. He had a long-term contract with the Miranda family, but when the monarchy was overthrown, it was cancelled.

He told me.

"The manager of the theater company heard a shocking rumor…Princess Mia is going to be sacrificed."

"What do you mean?"

"If she doesn’t marry Yakun, she’ll be imprisoned for life."

Joe was surprised. More than surprised, he was dumbfounded.

"So, is the new Mirandavia government so keen to forge ties with Lazria? What benefits could they possibly get from doing so?"

The answer came from an unlikely source: Dr. Isaac Gilmore.

Listening to the sound of the waves crashing against the cliff's edge, all the Zero Zero Number Cyborgs were gathered in the lounge of the Gilmore Laboratory. They were all sitting in chairs and sofas as they pleased. Dr. Gilmore began.

“I received a Psychomail last week.”

There was a sudden uproar. Everyone knew what Psychomail was.

The system can be developed to target the brainwaves of individuals and transmit concepts directly and immediately.

The source of the sound was the collapsed Black Ghost.

"Isn't that technology lost?"

002--Jet Link asked.

"That's what I thought too… but I was wrong. Everything was erased as soon as I received the message, but the image at the end of the Psychomail that served as the signature was recoverable. Let me show you."

Without a word, a pitch black doll, about ten meters tall, stood in the lounge space, which was open all the way up to the second floor. Black, just black. A creepy silhouette with unnaturally long limbs, black as the darkness had solidified.

Suddenly, the thing turned around. It was impossible to tell the front from the back, but up until now, it had been showing its back. A bright red mouth appeared in the middle of its charcoal-like face. It was a large mouth that was split straight across, taking up more than half of its face, with rows of sharp teeth densely packed on both the top and bottom.

Kakakakaka. Kekekekeke.

The black doll disappeared before my eyes, leaving behind an inhuman-sounding voice that was neither male nor female, and an eerie silence settled over the lounge.

“Do you recognize me?”

“Aryo………”

The master who answered was in a basket on the center table. 001 - Ivan Whiskey. An esper baby specializing in the paranormal excitation of spiritual brain cells. Although he cannot speak, he can communicate through thought waves.

The baby was sighing as if it had been given a sigh.

“Professor Ballantine.”

Gilmore nodded.

"That's right. He was my former colleague and rival… As an expert in neuroscience, he made a major contribution to improving Ivan's performance."

"Ballantine!"

A voice of fear and disgust rose up. He was a prominent figure among the scientists of the Black Ghosts. He was well versed not only in brain science, but also in super sciences such as genetic engineering and space-time psychology.

"I remember," 003 said, his voice shaking. "We don't need humans on Earth." I said that in front of the Black Ghost's leaders.

Gilmore laughs bitterly.

"Aiyah…”

006, also known as Chang Changku, pouted. To the shock of 007 next to him, he was trying to light a fire.

"That's what they really think, and that's what makes them scary… After all, the Black Ghosts are merchants of death, a business that profits from war.”

"Men are driven by money. But this guy was different. He had a unique philosophy."

I jumped to the conclusion that it would blow, but that wasn't the case.

"That claim is ridiculous. He's a human being too!"

Gilmore nodded.

"That's exactly right. So Ballantine said, "I, a human being, am not needed on Earth.

"And they should be erased," Gilmore continued, stopping everyone who tried to say something.

"But first, he must find an efficient way to eliminate humanity. And he found it. I'm astonished at the method of extermination called nuclear war."

Everyone was left dumbfounded.

"…But Ballantine was still alive. And he had issued a challenge."

“Challenge!”

008, who boasts invincible underwater movement, is from an African tribe. The black-skinned Pyunma spat.

“The Psychomail is just one word… ‘Stop it’”… Attached was a newspaper article about a wedding to be held at sea next month… for the President of Lazria and Princess Mia of Mirandavia.

The lounge was instantly in an uproar.

"Stop it… why are you doing this to us?"

When Geronimo Jr., aka 005, leaned forward with his huge body, 004 responded.

"Why is that a challenge?"

The muzzle of the gun on his fingertip caught a glimpse. This was Albert Heinrich, his whole body a weapon.

"That's a valid question. I've looked into it to my own extent." The doctor has an information network that he has invested time and money into.

"The intelligence agencies of the Public Republic seem to have been in a state of chaos lately.

The price President Yakun offered Mirandavia was the provision of a nuclear bomb."

As the group stared in amazement, Joe spoke up.

"So Lazria has nuclear weapons?"

"That's not what it means."

"That's strange," 007 said. "Why would Lazria have such a dangerous thing? Nuclear weapons equipment requires more than just money. It requires people and technology. Isn't Lazria supposed to be politically neutral?"

"Behind Lazria was the Ullan Federation."

An extraordinary tension spread among the warriors.

“Lazria had a secret military pact with the Ullan Federation. It wouldn't be strange if they had nuclear weapons. Now, Lazria and Mirandavia have formed a military alliance."

Nuclear weapons are being handed over to a country right next to the Public Republic. From the Public's perspective, it seems like a nuclear dagger has suddenly been held to their throats!

"There have been a lot of mysterious incidents happening all over the world recently. The Public's long-range bomber has still not been found. So this time, the Public is moving quickly and secretly.

The Ullan Federation has also begun to move. There is no logic or reason, either side is

"They are in a panic because they are afraid that if they are attacked first by the US, it will be the end. The people of the US, the US and the US are unaware of anything."

The cyborgs were stunned.

The peace that had been maintained through long periods of tension seemed so sudden to collapse. Even a thousand-foot-tall embankment is as good as an obstacle -- the old saying still lives on today.

"Has it really gotten to that point?" 003 covers her face.

"You attack before you get attacked, is that right?" 006's mustache drooped.

"The first move wins" and "The best defense is a good offense" are also lessons from warfare since ancient times.

Even in today's world, where slander has changed from throwing stones to nuclear weapons.

Gilmore spoke words that were tantamount to a death sentence for humanity.

"The momentum for the outbreak of the final war is fast approaching, driven by the elites of both great nations, who make up less than XXXXXX one percent of the world's population. Even the media has no chance to detect it, and in just the past week…

Inside.”

"Oh my God!"

007's voice of despair was a cry of anguish on behalf of everyone.

"Gilmore softened his tone a little.

"But it's not too late… The nuke hasn't been delivered to Mirandavia yet. Princess Mia will marry him, and in exchange, Lazria will give him the nuke and a set of detonators - the so-called nuclear bomb.

Tanjana--- will be presented. There is three weeks to spare before that.

"That's what Ballantine meant: ‘Try and stop it if you can.’”

Everyone was quiet.

Gilmore asks after a pause.

"Will you accept this challenge?"

“I guess we have no choice but to accept it.”

009's words represented the will of everyone.

2

Dr. Gilmore and four members of the Zero Zero Numbers were on board the Great Ocean, a giant ship owned by the country of Lazria.

"I've only ever seen luxury cruise ships in CinemaScope. This floor is like a model room for luxury furniture."

007 muttered as he sat on a sofa in the extraordinarily spacious and luxurious lobby, and was glared at by 003, who was wearing a lustrous marine blue cocktail dress. 007, dressed in a three-piece suit like an English gentleman, was more of a shape-shifter than a disguise. He was a cyborg with the ability to freely change the arrangement of the molecules that make up his body and camouflage himself in various ways.

The ladies and gentlemen chatting around them were all wearing expensive clothes, regardless of what they were wearing. That was only natural. The majority of the passengers were personnel from both Lazria and Mirandavia, plus invited guests and members of the press from various countries.

Of course, that was just the surface story, but in reality, the situation was exactly as it was with the two great powers at war, and the best spies from all over the world must have been swarming about. In this atmosphere of suspicion, President Yakun of Lazria and Princess Mia of Mirandavia were to hold their wedding ceremony in the ship's Grand Hall tomorrow.

With a displacement of 89,000 tons, it was one of the largest and most expensive cruise ships in the world. It was a fitting stage setting to celebrate the future of the two nations that would soon form a nuclear alliance. Gilmore and his team were able to infiltrate the ship thanks to the efforts of the warriors who had prevented contamination by the Black Ghosts of a certain country. The certain country was happy to give up a place for them as guests.

"This is this"

Gilmore, dressed in all black attire, was in trouble. He was bored and was playing with his bowtie.

The one in question is 001, who is embraced by the doctor.

Drooling "Don't use my tie to wipe your drool."

Joe Shimamura, dressed stylishly in a pure white double-breasted suit, smirks at the sight and pretends to have received the amulet. 001 seizes the opportunity to glance at 007.

“Yoroshikune”

"Okay then."

007 disappeared from the lobby.

Until just now, he had been disguised as a rat and was roaming the ship. Unfortunately, the ship had been cleaned so he would have been more suspicious, so he returned to the lobby after giving an interim report. So what will he disguise himself as next?

Not even 001 or anyone else knows that.

Although it was a short search for 007, Joe and the others had already grasped the movements on the ship.

Normally, seven decks are allocated to passengers, but that is only when there are 2,000 passengers on board. However, on this wedding cruise, there were only 300 passengers, so the lower three decks closest to the waterline were closed off.

There are of course different ranks of luxury cruises. The easiest way to gauge the deluxe level of a cruise is to check the number of crew and passengers.

Let's take a giant ship of 100,000 tons as an example. There are 200 crew members, including reception staff. It's easy to imagine that there will be a difference in the intensity of service if the passenger capacity is 5,000 versus 8,000. Just put the number of crew members in the denominator and the number of passengers in the numerator. The lower the number, the higher the intensity of service. And that's why there are an excessive number of receptionists wandering around on this luxury ship. There are probably many dangerous beings among them who are more than just receptionists.

Although it is inconvenient for secret conversations, the Zero Zero Number Cyborgs have brainwave communication devices that allow them to keep in close contact without the risk of being intercepted. This is also a gift of the technology left behind by the Black Ghosts.

The companions who were not on the cruise ship were on the Dolphin,the all-purpose ship piloted by 008, that was pursuing the Great Ocean from the depths of the ocean, maintaining an undetectable distance so that the right warriors could be dispatched to the scene as soon as possible.

The findings of 007's onboard exploration were received in real time by everyone on Zero Zero Number.

---And so, at 7:40 p.m., 007 had transformed into an impressionist painting decorating the wall of the ship's bar. According to 007 himself, the upper body of a voluptuous beauty, painted in the style of Renoir, was posing as if offering a bottle of Western liquor with an elaborate design. It was quite an artistic transformation.

As expected from a world-class luxury ship, there were five bars on board.

The bar where 07 is hiding is actually the sixth one, "Secret." On this cruise, only personnel from both Lazria and Mirandavia were accepted.

Top-secret conversations are flying around and information is coming to 007 without him having to leave the house, so he decides to make this his base.

According to the schedule, the wedding was scheduled to take place tomorrow - the second day of the cruise, at 3pm local time, right under the equator in the Pacific Ocean. The party would start at 5pm in the main hall, which has a floor space of 1,000 square meters including the stage. According to the information that Hanamuko 007 had obtained, that night, the groom would give his bride a set of nuclear equipment.

The nuclear bombs possessed by Lazria were very primitive - a "simple" atomic bomb of the Little Boy class that had been dropped on Hiroshima 30 years ago. Although it was simple compared to a hydrogen bomb, it was still a nuclear weapon. Each bomb had the power of a 15,000 ton conventional bomb, and created a storm of heat rays, hot air, and radiation that only a nuclear explosion can produce, instantly turning the explosion site into a desert of death.

No city has been hit by a nuclear explosion since Nagasaki at the end of World War II. Therefore, most countries think of nuclear weapons as merely powerful bombs. Even in the world's only atomic bombed country, now that 30 years have passed, it is doubtful whether the people have any knowledge about it.

"The truth is, even we scientists don't know for sure," Gilmore said. "Just the size of the weapon is difficult to imagine. Back then, nuclear bombs were housed in containers three meters long, but how big would they be today? Would they be the size of a small car or a stroller? Computers are a good example. When they first became a reality, they were the size of a warehouse, but the progress made in semiconductor technology since then is beyond imagination. We can imagine how soon a palm-sized walkie-talkie that you could hold in both hands will fit in the palm of your hand."

But the nuclear bomb is currently on board this ship.

“Perhaps Yakun will bring it into the bedroom on the wedding night and literally exchange it for the bride."

That was Gilmore's prediction.

"If you could combine a detonator and a nuclear bomb and compress it into a suitcase, it's possible.

Right. I want to hold on to my trump card until the very last moment."

003 agreed with that prediction.

"That's the cautiousness that made him president."

002 responds angrily via EEG communication.

"So, the rest is up to 007's acting."

006 laughed.

Having been left to his own devices, 007 finds himself seated in the bar "Secret," but he can't help but look up and his face crumbles.

Not surprisingly, the ceiling of the bar was a magic mirror. Looking up, one could see the bottom of the ship's pool. Women in swimsuits lit up by the lights were swimming around, entertaining the eyes of the guests. As expected of a ship from the rogue nation of Lazria, there was a space with bad taste.

007, who was waiting for special A-class information, got the best luck.

-The first guest to visit "Secret" was tomorrow's bride, Princess Mia!

Seeing her with his own eyes, 007 was once again convinced of why the President was so eager to welcome her, even going so far as to offer a nuclear bomb as a gift.

(Even so, Yakun is 53 years old, and Princess Mia is still 17. That's pretty shameless!) ……… …007 thought Princess Mia was the most beautiful girl he’d seen.

Even though she was the only daughter, she declared early on that she would not inherit the royal family. She argued that they should break with long-standing tradition and let the people choose a successor. When the coup took place, the girl was immediately imprisoned by the military, drawing sympathy from around the world.

Princess Mia came up to the bar. She rested her body on the counter stool just below her forehead, allowing 007 to admire the clean nape of Princess Mia's neck. Unfortunately, she was not alone. A captain from the Mirandavia military was accompanying her, more as a watchdog than as a guard. The bearded military officer, who had insisted that he would make the cocktails and chased away the bartender's personal bartender, glared at Princess Mia from across the counter.

"What would you like to order?"

The girl gave a modest bow to the roaring captain.

“A Cinderella, please.”

The voice was like a golden bell, but the captain was stumped. He should have been familiar with most cocktails. "Hey, what's the base?"

"It's no surprise if you don't know, it's non-alcoholic. I'm underage. … Orange, lemon, pineapple juice, maraschino cherry, and mint. Please add 30 cedar leaves.”

"Non-alcoholic? What a waste."

The captain snorted and started to act like a bartender. In truth, he wanted to meet this beautiful girl one-on-one.

I just want to enjoy the privilege of speaking.

"Your mother seems to have drunk quite a bit."

"Did you know my mother?"

007 saw a look of shock run through the girl's back.

His father had died of illness some time ago, and his mother, Miranda IV, who succeeded him, had been dragged from the throne.

She had already been taken down and hanged. The army, which denied all rights to women, could not tolerate the existence of a queen.

"Well," said the Captain, pouring himself a glass of their shared cocktail.

"Your mother asked me to give her a cocktail as a last request.”

The wax princess showed no reaction and remained as stiff as a wax doll.

“She was told he had no alcohol for a woman, so she died sober."

"Was it unsightly?"

Princess Mia asked in a thin voice, and the captain chuckled.

"He was hanged without even a scream."

The princess was silent.

"I'll tell you something at the same time. The man you're going to marry, His Excellency Yakun, is a severe alcoholic.

But I’m going to force you to drink it.”

He shook his beard as he passed the drink across the counter, approached Princess Mia and put his hand on her shoulder, but…

The girl demanded in an ice cold voice.

“There isn’t any mint. “

“Don't be so extravagant.”

"You were the one who said you'd be the bartender. Please do your job."

The captain laughed at the princess's desperate efforts to regain her composure.

"Don't be so high and mighty!"

The captain, who had fallen on top of Princess Mia, had no hesitation in inserting his thick mouth into her trembling lips. Overlap.

…I couldn't do that.

A heavy-looking bottle of liquor was slammed into the head of the rude military officer. He lay on the floor without making a sound. This space was completely soundproof, so the sound of the fall never leaked outside. Of course, Princess Mia's scream that followed was also not heard.

Although she had been prepared for the whole thing, it's only natural that she screamed when she found out that it was the woman in the picture who had thrown the bottle at the captain.

The dejected Renoir-esque beauty was flustered and stroked her face.

His face changed and his eyes became lined up like Picasso's.

When he panicked again, he turned into Dali. His face turned into a clock and became distorted.

Princess Mia was so stunned that she forgot to scream.

Finally, the figure in the frame was fixed. The original 007 was dressed in a medieval English court costume.

He sang his lines quietly and silently.

"Go away, go away, fleeting light! Life is but a wandering shadow…"

Princess Mia was under the illusion that the small bar had been transformed into a theater space.

Shakespeare's lines touched my heart. The real Great Britain had Shakespeare's plays performed.

He is one of the greatest actors in Britain.

The young girl stared at 007 in the picture frame with eyes that seemed to burst. She knew his appearance well too… Both mother and daughter were fans, so they were trying to invite him to Miranda.

"I can't believe it…Great Britain!"

Suddenly, 007 was surprised and delighted.

This beautiful girl guessed my true identity!

The man from Great Britain is in high spirits.

“Hey hey!”

"007, pull yourself together!" everyone shouted through the EEG communication. By some stroke of luck, the great actor 007 almost fainted.

--Thus, with him as an intermediary, close communication was achieved between the Cyborg Warriors and Princess Mia, and the plan for the next day was decided.

3

That day.

The wedding schedule went perfectly, and the wedding was held in the presence of the invited leaders of each country in a lavish manner. The two countries had different concepts of God, and there was some fuss behind the scenes, but on this occasion, the two countries shared their views of God.

The matter was settled by fairly putting the matter aside.

There was only one thing left to be done between them.

In a special bedroom renovated for the night, the bride and groom finally had time to take a good look at each other's faces.

Although His Excellency Yakun was more suited to being called a boss than a president, he was still in awe of the girl he had fallen in love with.

He was behaving like a gentleman. However, he was annoyed that the shy Princess Mia would not peek out from under the blanket. Boss--

"Excuse me," his Excellency exclaimed.

"There's no need to be so embarrassed. I'm a man who has a reputation for being kind to women.

"I'll buy you anything you want. A chinchilla, a silver fox, a mink coat… unfortunately, my country, Lazria, is a land of perpetual summer. How about a crocodile bag instead? I'll find you the finest crocodile leather."

Perhaps the soothing voice had an effect, as the blanket Mia was hiding under shifted, and Yakun smiled.

"Come on, show me your pretty face."

As soon as he spoke those sweet words to her, he quickly threw the blanket off her.

What emerged from underneath was not Mia, it was a crocodile.

He opens his bright red mouth wide, preparing to swallow the yakun in one gulp.

"Geeeeeek"

The President's screams were immediate, and even though it was the sacred wedding night, he had a gun in his hand.

The bodyguards came rushing in in a group.

"What is the matter, Your Excellency?"

Yakun was completely naked and trembling on the bed, which was large enough for a game of catch.

"Wow, wow, alligator!"

The guards looked at each other. They had heard that he was an alcoholic, but he was having hallucinations like that.

The boss was in such a bad condition that…

But if you were careful, you would have noticed… 007 ducked under the feet of the men who had broken in and rushed down the hallway.

He quickly turned into a carpet.

There are no crocodiles, but Princess Mia, who should be there, is also gone.

"That can't be, find him, bring him here!"

After being yelled at by the rude excellency, he stepped on the carpet that hadn't been there on the way there and

The Digard group ran off.

"Ouch, I have a bump."

The voice of 007 can be heard grumbling somewhere.

A nurse in a white coat slips into the bedroom. Nowadays, this would be called a nurse, but since this is a story from a slightly earlier period, I will use the word "nurse." Please take this into consideration when proofreading.

The nurse took the President's arm as he sat on the bed, breathing heavily.

"What…what is it?"

I wanted to complain, but she was also a beautiful woman I liked - it was only natural, since she was 003.

So I decided to keep quiet.

"I'll give you a sedative, so make yourself comfortable."

"Hmm"

Instantly his Excellency fell into a deep sleep.

Françoise looked around the room and picked up a pale green suitcase from the walk-in closet.

"I pulled out the gun. I've already confirmed with the princess that it's a detonator that's integrated with the bomb.

Apparently a Mirandavia executive is coming to pick it up on the same day.”

003 looked relaxed as he left the bedroom, dragging the entire nuclear kit with him. The guards were probably there by now.

We'll be locked in the hold under 007's guidance, and the anesthetic gas will put us in a daze.

As I rolled my suitcase down the corridor, I could see the expanse of the late-night ocean over the banister.

The moonlit Pacific Ocean.

A hand sprouted from the lifebuoy hanging from the banister. A face has also grown.

When he stands up, he has returned to his original form as 007 and collects his suitcase.

Meanwhile, the real Princess Mia is secretly accompanied by 002 to the Dolphin.

Thus, the Lazria core that had shocked the two great nations was placed under the control of the cyborg warriors. Everything was perfect.

Great was relaxed as he exchanged smiles with Françoise.

"Joe didn't have a role this time. Hehehe, the main character is me, 007."

He also let out a sigh of relief in the cabin as 001 in the crib told him the whole kidnapping drama.

"Well, I managed to fool Ballantine quicker than I thought."

"Really?”

“What?”

It was bed 001 who let out a wave of doubt.

"What do you mean, Ivan?"

"Babu"

The psychic baby with wrinkles on his forehead had wrinkles on his forehead, even though he was just an infant.

"It's going to be smooth… I can't believe that Ballantine’s challenge is as bad as that."

In fact, somewhere in his heart, Dr. Gilmore was thinking the same thing.

"There's something going on behind the scenes… It's strange that he gave us the core so easily.”

“I’m sure.”

"There's one more thing I don't understand…”

“What?”

"Why was the professor able to challenge me at this point in time?… By challenging two countries,

If the battle to destroy humanity were to begin, there must have been a better opportunity… I don't understand, Doctor Gilmore!"

Gradually, her voice became more and more disorganized, as if she was crying, and finally she began to sob.

I fell asleep while groaning.

The doctor sighed and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The anxiety of 001, who even has the ability to predict the future, is a concern, but to be honest, even the doctor doesn't know what 001 doesn't know. Most of the issues should have been dealt with… All that's left is to deal with the nuclear bomb and button stored on the Dolphin… But as long as those are under the warriors' control, there shouldn't be any problems.

4

Sometime later, Ivan's bed was set up in one corner of the Gilmore Laboratory lounge, and the warriors took turns checking over him.

The night of 007's struggle to seize the nuclear bomb must have been a nightmare for President Yakun and his bodyguards. As a result, Lazria lost her trump card weapon, Mirandavia lost her princess as a prisoner, and the cruise with Yakun's prestige in ruins was at its next port of call.

So it was quickly disbanded.

Cyborg and the others had no interest in knowing how the two countries covered up their differences in front of the media. After returning with the Dolphin, Gilmore and his team were busy secretly dealing with the aftermath of the incident. Their biggest concern was where Princess Mia had fled, but the two countries were already friendly and had been acquainted with each other.

The Public Republic, which had many supporters, lent a helping hand, and Mirandavia, whose nuclear armament plans had been dashed, could only remain silent, so the issue was resolved without any major problems.

The only problem that remained for the cyborgs was that 001 had been sleeping the whole time. Even though his brain uses up a huge amount of energy, this sleep was too long and too deep.

Worried about Ivan's health, everyone had gathered at the lab again tonight. Joe happened to be the one closest to Ivan, but suddenly, the EEG communication device built into him emitted a tremendous noise. At the same time, Ivan's eyes snapped open. His adorable little face quickly distorted. "001!"

009 screamed reflexively. He intuitively felt that Ivan's mind had been exposed to a frightening shock. Gilmore, who had been nearby, then 003 came running over. 001, held close by by 009, began to writhe and cry.

The other Zero Zero Numbers rushed in, kicking open the door to Keyabu Lounge.

"You woke up!"

"This isn't just an awakening!"

And everyone saw it.

Cursive letters fill the open space.

"It's a Psychomail…"

Gilmore groaned.

"It's Ballantine's handwriting."

003 shouted - …

"Try and stop it."

The letter was exactly the same as the one that had first reached Gilmore.

The next moment, the letters collapsed. In their place appeared――that black doll.

There it was. The tall figure of darkness, like solidified ink, turned around just like before.

In the middle of its jet black face was a bright red mouth with rows of white teeth that were now fangs.

Kakakaka. Kekekeke.

Leaving a sneer behind, he also vanishes.

"Babu!" 001 called out in a high-pitched voice in the quiet lounge as if nothing had happened.

“Another challenge!!”

The psychomail could only be interpreted that way, but the cyborgs were at a loss as to what to do.

"You stopped the nuclear alliance."

"We did well."

"No, that's not what happened," 009 shook his head. "We were completely mistaken. The professor wasn’t talking about the alliance between Lazria and Mirandavia…”

"So what are we stopping?" Chang Changku looks dissatisfied.

Geronimo agrees.

"Where was there anything to stop?"

"This email was addressed to all of us."

Jet says.

That's right… Because Ballantine specified the addressee, everyone read the letter at the same time.

He saw the sign of the shape. Pyunma tilted his head.

"If that's the case, everyone should be able to remember it…"

What exactly did the professor tell me to stop doing?

“………………What is this? Wait a minute.” Joe pressed his brow. “What we need to stop is

"Obviously," Alberto declared. "Nuclear war, nuclear explosion!"

Seized by a strange fear, Françoise blurted out:

"What about a nuclear bomb near us right now?"

Everyone was quiet - then Gilmore quickly pointed it out.

"It's stored on the Dolphin!"

008 made a note.

"It is securely stored in cargo hold F on the second deck."

"Babu!" Ivan cried. "Come on now!"

Albert pouted.

"The Dolphin is moored underground here. No one's going to come near it."

Geronimo slaps his thick chest.

“I will protect it.”

Pyunma asserts.

"I won't let anyone lay a finger on it!”

"Really?" Ivan didn't shout… Instead, each warrior's brain

I let my thoughts flow into the air. "It's getting dark right now… I have a bad feeling about this.

Here it is, me!”

Gilmore nodded. 001's hunch carried great weight.

"Dolphin, monitor camera on."

A slight creaking sound arose overhead. Part of the ceiling, which had been flat until then, began to sag.

A large display appeared, showing the entire Dolphin moored in an underground pool.

The camera zooms and pans, scanning the Dolphin in detail.

The door to the tunnel leading to the sea is locked, and there is no sign of anyone.

A pale orange light was pervasive as far as the eye could see - that was all.

As Dr. Gilmore breathed a sigh of relief, 001 showered him with harsh words.

"The camera in the cargo bay!!”

From the outside, it looked like a baby throwing a tantrum, but everyone followed the instructions seriously. The screen changed to a sturdy iron door with 2-F marked on it.

Still no abnormalities were observed.

"Apparently, everyone is safe… What is this, 003?"

It was Françoise who beat Gilmore.

"I hear a funny noise!"

Everyone listened intently.

There was a buzzing sound -- like the buzzing of bees -- at first five or ten in the distance -- a tiny buzzing sound.

They quickly grew into a frightening swarm.

The sound was not the only change. The iron door became faintly transparent like a firefly cage and began to flicker.

The light inside the storage room seems to be breathing.

-It was now clear that something was wrong in cargo bay 21F.

A dim space that is usually only lit by emergency lights is now filled with vibrant colors.

The seven colors of the rainbow spilled out through the door to the outside in eye-catching saturation.

The strange sight was like watching a film speeding up the discoloration of a dye-soaked cloth. Of course, the wall was not cloth; on the contrary, it was an extremely sturdy nuclear cage that was fireproof, earthquake-proof, and radiation-resistant. Nevertheless, the color and light were growing in intensity with each passing moment, threatening to contaminate the space in front of the cargo bay.

"Let's go!"

Joe turned around, and the other six, excluding 001 and 003 who was holding him, followed him like a storm.

5

The group boarded the high-speed elevator and headed for the moored Dolphin. The battleship floating on the seawater looked like a gigantic, mechanical structure. The footsteps of the warriors echoed in the wide, gloomy space reminiscent of a womb.

006 was so nervous that his loach whiskers were stiff.

"Are you planning to break into the warehouse?"

"How can a suitcase perform such tricks?!"

002 is furious at the incomprehensible phenomenon.

The cargo hold is located near the bottom of the ship, below the waterline even when the ship is surfaced.

The cyborgs running down the stairs are led by 009. He descends to the second deck and runs to the rear.

003's voice exploded in their ears.

"The door started to glitter!"

As I was listening to Nijiiro, I turned right towards 2-F, when a mass of light came hurtling down the hallway, shining with rainbow colors, right in front of my nose. It was the suitcase containing the nuclear bomb.

Joe quickly stuck to the floor and avoided it, but 008 was hit by the speeding suitcase.

Pyunma flipped over, a blow that would have made any normal human vomit blood.

"Damn it!"

When he jumped up, the three people behind him had already been mowed down. Even they, with their excellent dynamic vision, were unable to avoid the charging suitcase.

"Aiya, don't shoot!"

The reason why 006 cried out was because 004, who had fallen to the floor, reflexively aimed the gun in his right hand, but he couldn't shoot. The warriors were stunned when they recognized the target as a nuclear bomb. 007 also looked stunned.

"Did that thing have a power source?" Of course not, it had been thoroughly checked before being stored in the cargo hold of the Dolphin. Apart from the detonation system, including the nuclear button, no other mechanisms were built into it… but in reality, the suitcase managed to slip through the door, and the seven cyborg warriors.

They welcomed them.

"005, that's great!"

007 sent his support.

005, who was at the very end of the convulsions, fell backwards, but used his natural strength to catch the suitcase. The nuclear bomb had lost its rainbow glow and its whole body, which had returned to a pale green color, began to convulse.

It looks like it's struggling to be freed.

"I'll get you Al!"

“It’s gone!”

At the sound of 006's voice, they all jump at once.

But the suitcase was stubborn. It slipped through the pressure of the giant's palms and rose vertically.

"005, I'll take care of it."

In an instant, 007 transformed into a giant elephant. His long nose stretched out and hit the ceiling.

It's wrapped around the suitcase.

"Just put it down Al!"

006 clapped his hands, but for some reason the elephant's trunk crashed into the ceiling and the nuclear bomb disappeared from sight.

It has disappeared.

"Stay, stay."

007 returned to his original form and crouched down, holding the tip of his red nose.

Even 009 had no idea what had happened.

Nuclear bomb gone off?

No, a message from 003 reaches his brain.

“It’s gliding on the deck directly above!"

001's brainwaves respond.

"It went through the ceiling!"

Gilmore noticed the strange escape of the nuclear bomb.

"It's Ballantine!"

Professor Ballantine had been studying the genre of super science since the Black Ghosts were still around. He applied classical mechanics to a phenomenon that was only possible in the microscopic world, and performed the tunnel effect in the macroscopic world. Ballantine had succeeded in the miracle of "passing through walls," which can only be described as super physics.

Without even understanding the principle of the ship, 003's scream shook everyone's heads. "The suitcase is heading for the upper deck of the Dolphin! If it gets through one more layer, it will leave the ship!"

“Let's take off!”

He must catch up no matter what, and now it's 009's domain.

(Acceleration device!)

He presses the switch buried next to his molars.

In an instant, Joe Shimamura disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Of course, it didn't actually disappear. A gust of wind blew through the air. The tremendous wind pressure caused the buttons on the soldiers' protective clothing to fly off and the cuffs to tear.

Joe! A nuclear bomb has been released onto the upper deck!"

The suitcase went straight onto the upper deck, piercing through every deck.

But 009 is not giving up. 009 runs up the stairs of the ship in a Z-shape.

In an instant he appeared on the upper deck of the Dolphin.

Without slowing down, 009 kicked the top of the Dolphin.

The scarf flew through the air, and before its color could blend into the darkness of the dock, the five fingers of his right hand were wrapped around the suitcase.

He was holding onto the small wheel of the chair.

“Joe!!”

He painfully replies to Françoise's call.

“Secure!! Haraba”

It seems that the tunnel effect also occurred to 009, perhaps because he was crawling on his stomach and becoming one with the suitcase.

He had already cleared the cliff and was soaring high above the Gilmore Laboratory. The crashing waves below him were white even in the night.

6

009 clings onto the suitcase as it flies through the void.

But where on earth is this nuclear detonator going to fly to?

Gilmore, who rarely panicked, was in a panic this time.

"What on earth are you thinking, Ballantine?"

If it was a plan set up by that professor, it would not only involve physical attacks in normal space, but also attacks in the quantum world.

The only Zero Zero Number who can counter such attacks is 001.

"Babu"

Fortunately, the person in question is very calm.

His thought waves of speculation and conjecture reached everyone in the lounge.

Musabo: "I think the true meaning of Ballantine’s challenge will become clear from now on… I have been sleeping so far to save up energy to fight the professor.

"Ayer"

006 was mumbling something to himself. He was probably thinking something like, "Ivan just sleeps all the time. A sleeping child grows well."

When 003 reached out his hand, 001 floated up as if he had lost his weight.

It rests quietly in her arms.

003 smiled.

"001 asked me to work closely with him until the matter with Professor Ballantine is resolved.

You need to”

"Oh…" Gilmore said, looking back and forth between the two of them.

"Ivan is the commander in chief, and Françoise is his eyes and ears."

"Babu" 001 nodded loudly two or three times.

Tail. I'm on guard and want to close my eyes and ears. I'm going to exchange my will carefully so that I won't be swayed.

“Thank you, 003.”

“You're welcome.”

"Dehamazu, please fill up your perception antenna, and 009 will now fly where I'm observing. I'm not sure what to say, but I'm afraid I'll just hold you in my arms."

"Okay."

Holding Ivan in her arms, Françoise relaxes on the couch.

After that, she was silent. Her eyes were half-closed and all expression was erased. "Babu" 001 was small.

She groaned. Her arms tightened as they held him.

It was as if some kind of ritual was about to begin. The statue of the Virgin Mary and Child exuded a sense of reverent prayer.

Gilmore and the warriors watch silently.

One Great spoke quietly.

"I'm jealous of 001… gah"

He was interrupted by Chang Changko stepping hard on his foot.

After a moment, 003 spoke.

“I found him…Joe.”

"Babu"

001 looks satisfied.

003 has supernatural powers in her five senses, but how could she have so accurately found his location without any guideposts?

It must have been the first time that he had done so.

At the same time, the nuclear bomb and 009 were still rising.

(If there is no power source inside and it is Professor Ballantine who is controlling it, there is only one possibility.

How high is this suitcase going to go?!

There was only one.

Psychic powers - telekinesis, or telekinesis. Or apport - attraction. Professor Ballantine, who is somewhere far away, is calling the suitcase to him. If that's the case, then this nuclear bomb is…

Fly to the professor's hideout? 009 thought as he lay on his stomach on the suitcase. But he was by no means alone. 53

The warriors of peace never die

5.2

It was so hot.

“Yaa!”

“Eh?”

009 is so surprised he nearly falls off the suitcase.

“001, is that you?”

"Yes… Thanks to 003, I was able to determine your current coordinates. From now on, we’ll track you.”

Unlike brainwave communication devices, which have limited electrical capabilities, the propagation of thought waves is not hindered by the laws of physics.

Once the target coordinates can be captured, subsequent transmission and reception is possible immediately.

“I’ll share everyone's thoughts through my thought waves."

“So you're not alone anymore!"

002's thoughts cut in.

"The Dolphin isn't very maneuverable, so I'm going to chase you now.”

“Joe!”

“…Françoise?”

"I'm waiting for your return… I'm glad I was of help!!

003's thought waves seem to be dancing with joy. She's not the only one, everyone in the lounge is.

Everyone was beaming with joy, except for Dr. Gilmore.

His expression was not quite bright…doubt was swirling around him.

(What was Ballantine's intention? What was his ultimate goal in using the nuclear bomb as bait?)

Jet aka 002 is gaining momentum. Flying is his greatest skill.

This is completely different from before, when the goals were vague.

"Okay! I'll just follow you like this."

"Please, 002! Navigation is my thought wave."

Hopefully I can catch up with the suitcase and we can head to Ballantine's headquarters together. 002 had been planning this and was very enthusiastic about it, but…

Without a trace of anything, 009's thought waves were cut off! Like cutting a rubber band that had been stretched to its limits, all traces of 009 had vanished.

It just suddenly stopped.

"Huh?" "Hey?" "Joe?"

It was an instantaneous, utter destruction, the likes of which no one had ever experienced before.

Even 001 and 003 are affected by the same shock.

The lighthouse that had been shining its light on the dark seas up until that moment has now gone out.

It is an infinite darkness with nowhere to turn.

A second later, everyone's thoughts exploded.

"Oh no!" "Doctor, Dr. Gilmore!" "What do you mean? 009 has stopped thinking."

Did you do that?' 'That's ridiculous.'

That's just ridiculous. The nuclear device was going to rotate around the other side of the Earth with Joe on board.

Thought waves do not terminate unless the individual has died.

003 was the first to come up with the idea, and she screamed.

"No way, Joe!"

Gilmore is finally regaining his usual composure.

"That's not true, 003. The thought disconnection from 1 to 0 was instantaneous. Death would have been the result.

"That's not right. It's part of Ballantine's plan."

"That Street" 001 agrees with Gilmore. "I was drawn to the fourth-dimensional leap of the balloon.”

"I'm not sure"

003 was being honest. She wasn't the only one who didn't understand. The rest of the warriors were also tilting their heads in confusion.

"009 is probably in a world of two different dimensions.”

"So, does that mean Ballantine exists in another dimension, 001?"

Gilmore answers for 001.

"That's probably not the case. We, the inhabitants of the third dimension, can't imagine living in a multi-dimensional world. However, if you use the fourth dimension jump, you can blind us as we pursue you."

"I'll go to his secret house in 009 and see if I can help him." "If that's the case, I'll have to go through the trouble of tracing Joe's thoughts again."

001 disagreed with 008's reasonable proposal.

"I think that's difficult. If the two of us who are chasing the swarm of swarms are going to hide,

I should have locked the space.”

The professor's technology is a "locked space" - a "cage" that blocks not only electromagnetic waves but also thought waves.

He said they could build one, which would house 009 and the nuclear bomb and separate them from the warriors.

So what is Ballantine up to now?

"He's probably not thinking of anything good."

004's tone was dismissive, but Gilmore looked serious.

"I certainly think so too… but even so, I feel like he might do some extremely bad deeds. I have a feeling that will happen."

"Why do you think so, Doctor?"

Geronimo, sensing something sinister in her tone, leaned forward, and the arm of the sturdy chair loudly under his weight.

“………………Um. There’s one more question about this incident. 001 said so.”

"Yes," 003 nodded. "I was wondering why the professor challenged me at this time." Black Ghost

"Well, you see… he's had a chronic heart condition ever since he was with the Black Ghost Gang."

"I heard about it too," Pyunma added. "He had a severe attack. There must have been.”

Great looks shocked.

"And what does that have to do with what the professor challenged you to do?"

7

Joe was confused and had no idea what had happened to him.

--In that moment, the whole world was plunged into darkness.

The transformation of the world is beyond description.

"Whoaaaah… ah… ah…"

The scream I was sure I was making did not reach my ears. My retinas became incandescent - my whole body became boiling.

——Up, down, left, right, front, back all twisted meaninglessly.

It may seem like a long time has passed, with all five senses in a frenzy, but in fact, it only takes four to blink an eye.

He was jumping into dimensions and back again.

He was still clinging to his suitcase.

But something was strange. The wind that had been cutting through my skin just a moment ago had stopped. The surroundings were strangely dim.

First of all, it began to seem that the suitcase was on the ground.

I tentatively stretch my legs.

The sole of my shoe hit something that seemed to be the floor.

Since it continued to rise through the atmosphere, it is highly likely that this is an artificial satellite.

I stood up.

(Isn't this a satellite?)

Gravity was at work there, just like on Earth. Looking around, it seemed a little too vast to be the inside of a satellite, but he had no idea what distances were. Joe stood alone in a dimly lit, vague landscape where it felt like the horizon was stretching out in the distance, and like a wall was towering nearby.

I'm not surprised. It's a well-crafted diversion.

My mind has regained balance to the point where I can think that way.

"Welcome, I'm glad you came."

The gruff old man's voice came. As Joe quickly got into a fighting stance, he confirmed the owner.

"Ballantine!"

When I turned around, there was a life-sized black doll standing there. There was a red line running horizontally down the middle of its face.

It opened its mouth and started to open and close.

"Cyborg-kun, I guess."

This was not the voice of the black doll that had come before.

"It's been a while, Professor Ballantine. 009…Shimamura Joe!"

"Hmm," the doll continued after a strange pause. "I thought it was highly likely that you were 009 with an acceleration function… Anyway, I'll proceed assuming that you're Joe Shimamura.”

"Yo"

There was something about the way they handled the situation that was a bit disjointed. But just then, the suitcase silently stood upright, drawing 009's attention. What had been lying on its side was now standing upright on its two wheels.

"Inside, as you know, is a nuclear bomb and its detonation system… take a look."

The suitcase opened.

"There is a red button in the middle, covered by a transparent cover… If you press it, the suitcase will cause a nuclear explosion, but that's not all," he said, a cold chuckle lurking deep in his voice.

"The entire satellite will explode."

No sound was made, but 009 was astonished.

"With my powers, I was able to steal some of the nuclear weapons from the Public Republic and the Ullan Federation. The red button will detonate the nuclear weapon in the suitcase. And the suitcase will detonate the nuclear weapon on the entire satellite. The largest nuclear bomb in recorded history."

I was at a loss for words.

"This nuclear bomb is constantly orbiting the Earth… A huge nuclear explosion at high altitude will have immeasurable effects on the ground, such as electromagnetic waves. Both the Public and the Ullan will blame each other for it. And all nations in the world will be bathed in a storm of radiation, sooner or later… This will mark the beginning of the last days of humanity."

“It’s a mess.”

That was all 009 could say.

"That's a very spot-on statement."

When he turned around, he saw that the black doll was standing behind 009. It was also standing to the right. It was also standing to the left.

"It's a mess…more than me, this world. Humans."

"What?"

"It's too early to get angry. Do you know the expression, 'Should we let our grudges go unrequited?' Let me tell you a little story from long ago."

The number of black dolls had increased again.

“An old story… I was just ten years old when I was young. All my parents and siblings were lost in the war.

They were a peaceful family that worshipped God. In contrast, their neighbors were full of lawless people sowing seeds of disaster. However, the family that escaped the war grew prosperous and wealthy. It produced many great families and ministers. It is extremely absurd… but if that is the way the world is, then what should I do? It is impossible to fight against the absurdities that exist in the world, which number as many as the stars in the sky. All I have to do is make the world itself absurd. I have discovered the truth. …and I will make it the starting point for my actions. So I have just lived my life to this day. Denying humanity! Why can't you understand such a simple truth?"

The number of black dolls was increasing.

"Ever since humans became the rulers of this planet, how devastated has the Earth been? How mercilessly the indigenous lifeforms have been trampled upon. For the sake of the Earth, humans must perish. Don't you think so?"

“You devil!”

The surrounding dolls opened their red mouths and burst out laughing. Kekekekekekeke! The usual people

The distant voices echoed like a roar.

"Evil has long been familiar to you. Evil is present wherever there are men. It exists in the hearts of men. Or maybe it lives in your heart. The evil that lurks in the hearts of men is immortal."

"Come on, you’re human too!"

“No.”

The old man's voice answered calmly.

"What?"

"Unfortunately, I am no longer a human being. I have died after a vain struggle with illness. Maybe, maybe not. Look… his beard and nails may still grow, but his eyes will never open again."

009 stared. A white wooden coffin was placed in front of him.

"I have finished my life as a human being."

The man lying on his back was an old man with white hair and thick white eyebrows.

His face was serene as he died, and he had the appearance of a philosopher.

Professor Ballantine!

"Why are you talking to me when you're dead?"

"…Because I have a deep respect for your efforts.

I've put everything together within the bounds of what I could foresee."

Could this be the true nature of the strange discomfort in the conversation?

"You once defeated the Black Ghosts. Those worthless people should have been annihilated. But did that mean that ugly conflicts disappeared from the Earth? ‘In the face of reality, we are warriors of peace.’ What a joke.”

As the black dolls surrounding 009 opened their red mouths and burst into laughter, the voice of an old man was heard, replacing the corpse in the coffin.

"People have residual thoughts. In my case, I would call it residual grudges. Enjoy yourself."

8

"Ballantine may as well be dead already."

Hearing Gilmore's speculation, the warriors let out a shriek-like cry.

“Babu!”

001 shouted out (although that's a strange word to use). Perhaps 001 had come to the same conclusion as Gilmore.

When it became quiet, Gilmore continued.

"The apport of the nucleus was the last act of life, or… Either way, things like psychomail and black dolls are not things that can be prepared while still alive… The man that Keren likes.

But I don't think he'll let it go like this… one last time."

The cyborgs all looked at the doctor with serious expressions.

"I see they're planning to put on an incredible fireworks display."

"Like fireworks?"

007 asks timidly.

"Yes, for example… that would be a catastrophe that could destroy humanity in one fell swoop. The reason Joe was taken away was to make him feel powerless to stop the tragedy that he witnessed. Isn’t that what you meant?”

"Joe!"

003's distressed voice broke through.

"If that's the case."

008 bites his lip.

"009 will be fighting the scourge alone."

Geronimo rears his head like a bull.

"Is there any way, Doctor?"

Françoise crept closer to Gilmore.

"But…" the doctor said, agonizing. "When you're dealing with a closed space, there's no way to observe it.”

But then 001's thoughts intervened.

"The doctor said, 'You can't just set off fireworks with this kit.'

I also saw the seviracasudarou…”

"Well, that's just a guess."

"In that moment, the lock on the space must have been released…

If you are chained, you cannot interfere with this world.”

The warriors' attention was focused on Ivan, who was in 003's arms.

"If that's the case, the chances of success may be over, but if you can capture the thoughts of 009, I can do this.”

"Merci, Ivan!"

Baby's face is about to be crushed as 003 hugs her, but no one is laughing.

Gilmore's expression had become even more serious.

"But 003… in order to do that, you must use your clairvoyance to sense the resurrection of 009's thoughts, which may occur at any time."

The warriors remembered the intense exhaustion 003 had already shown. But even so, her response was clear.

"Yes"

9

"Joe was caught in a silent struggle -- or rather, was being punched, kicked and bitten in a one-sided battle.

At first, he fought back with his super gun, but the dolls just bounced off and didn't stop moving. They were the embodiment of malice, and were probably powered by hatred. As countless black dolls surged forward, Joe had no choice but to cover his entire body with the red button.

The dolls, each with their own mass, attacked without a moment's pause. No matter how much 009's body was strengthened, he was still a humanoid with two arms and two legs. All he could do was kick the dolls with one foot. In the end, the only way to stop them from pressing the red button was to cover them with his own body like a turtle.

It wasn't something that could be called an attack or defense. He simply used his body as a shield to defend himself.

Although the doll had mass, it lacked intelligence and strength.

Eventually, the dolls began to use their numbers to stack themselves on top of Joe's body. Five or ten, that much was tolerable. But thirty or fifty…

From the start, he never expected help to come. But at least… this was the most pitiful struggle he'd ever seen, but 009 looked at it with clear eyes, knowing that this is the way fighting is supposed to be. Will he be left miserably and quietly in a corner of the universe, his body and soul shattered into pieces?

The enemy was the grudge left in this world by the dead…I had resigned myself to the fact that it would never end.

"But Professor Ballantine, unfortunately for you, my soul will not perish. Even if I die, I have cyborg friends. There are 5 billion people on Earth…”

003 was sitting in meditation in the middle of the lounge.

When she was touring Japan, she was taught by a high priest in Kyoto. She learned by watching and imitating.

It may be the wrong shape, but she liked it.

Her antennae could reach as far as debris floating in space, and as close as she could even see the mole on his collar. As time passed, the tension grew, and her nerves, which had been burning hot at the beginning, were now freezing.

Gilmore sat on a nearby sofa, 001 between his knees.

The warriors stood at a distance, gazing at the three in silence.

007 suddenly shot up from his chair when a stream of blood silently trickled from 003's perfect nose, but 007, rebuked by 001's thought wave, sat back in his chair.

003's expression has changed. His flushed cheeks have turned white as if covered with frost, and no one is moving or speaking.

The nails of both hands, which had been lightly resting on his knees, were now digging into his kneecaps.

The pile of dolls he was sitting on began to collapse as he finally realized that 009 had stopped moving.

The black hand crept under Joe's body. Slowly it reached out and placed itself over the red button cover… and removed it.

003 had blood bubbles in her earlobe and blood was about to drip.

He must have thought the match was over. Ballantine's voice announced it from somewhere.

"Lock, unlock"

A round hole like a camera shutter appeared in one of the walls.

Then she spoke in a small but firm voice.

"009's thoughts detected. Unlocked."

001's thought waves exploded.

“Hole fixed OK!!”

At the same time, 003 collapsed, but even while unconscious he maintained a calm, satisfied expression on his face.

The doll, about to reach for the button, panicked. 009 was motionless, as if dead.

However, at this moment he grabbed the doll's arm and threw it away.

The dolls, their bright red mouths wide open, tried to pounce on 009 again--

But then they all screamed together. Crawling in through the opening were countless babies. One after another, an endless horde of babies!

The black dolls were stunned and stopped moving.

Instead of the dolls' laughter, the air is filled with the strong cries of babies.

The black dolls were pushed down in groups as if they were being engulfed by a raging wave, and all of them were scattered.

009 sat up and grimaced as he felt pain in his chest.

"Professor Ballantine, if you have made your past grudge your ally, then this is my ally.

Babies born into a world of peace…Everyone wants the world they are born into to be a peaceful one.

I truly hope so…"

Ballantine's voice is never heard from again, and the satellite itself appears to have died.

At that moment, 002's face popped up from the hole in the wall.

It's like,

"Hey, long time no see."

He simply raised one hand.

Before I knew it, the babies had disappeared.

(Thank you… My friends came to pick me up, so I'm going home now. I'll clean up after them.

I'll be back again)

"Oh my, that's bad."

"You're late, Jet."

With 002 holding his hand, he tries to crawl out of the hole, but it feels like he is crawling through a block of jelly.

I'm having trouble getting it to fit, it's like there's an invisible wall.

Once I managed to get outside the walls of Ballantine's satellite, I found myself terrified at the emptiness around me.

There was empty darkness and the stars shone without twinkling.

“So, Joe, are you ready to dive back to Earth?”

Jet casually grabbed Joe by both shoulders, and Joe, who was covered in bruises, couldn't help but cry out in grief.

He let out a cry and gave a weak smile.

"Please go easy on me."

"Sleep in my arms for a while."

The two warriors become stars and return to Earth.

From a report by the Astronomy Club of Ishimori Prefectural Junior High School

Last night, we were all watching the evening star with a telescope set up on the roof of the school building. Then, we discovered a mysterious and wonderful meteor. The star shot down from the zenith and disappeared. I don't know why, but I felt very reverent and we all said the following prayer.

"I hope there will be no more war in the world… I hope that people all over the world can live together in harmony and peace.”

(END)

[evilwickedme]

I'm still playing the original hades in the year 2025 but now instead of speed running (fastest I've managed is around 13 minutes despite years of trying) or trying to get to higher heats (highest I've managed is like 29 or 30) I am doing a new thing where I roll dice / use a random number generator to pick what I use for the run

D6 for which weapon, left to right

D4 for which aspect, top to bottom

D4 for how many keepsakes

RNG 1-25 the appropriate number of times (I get to pick which order I use them in) (I guess you could figure out how to use a d6 and d20 for this as an alternative?)

D6 which companion

RNG 0-20 how high the heat - I get to pick how I get there (alternatively you can use a d20 and not be able to get 0 heat)

Coin toss if I have to use heat that I usually don't use (for me the least used is the trap & lava one, e.g.) and if yes at least 1 point of heat has to be one of those. I think I'm going to do something like for every 5 points one point has to be one of my least used, but I'll play with it (alternative: d4, 1-2 is a no 3-4 is a yes)

And I'm off

I've only done this once and I lucked out quite a lot, with getting my favorite aspect for the weapon, two different god keepsakes, my favorite companion, and the relatively low heat of five (although I did get a yes on the unused heat)

For those who don't know, you can ask google to give you a random number in any range so that's what I used

Anyway yeah if anyone else is still playing OG Hades alongside Hades II / because like me they're waiting for the full release of Hades II, this could be a fun way to vary your gameplay a little! Let me know if you try it :D

[pandemic-info]

Web App: A guideline to limit indoor airborne transmission of COVID-19

This web app is based on this 2021 study: A guideline to limit indoor airborne transmission of COVID-19

The Six-Foot Rule is a social distancing recommendation by the US Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, based on the assumption that the primary vector of pathogen transmission is the large drops ejected from the most vigorous exhalation events, coughing and sneezing (5, 19). Indeed, high-speed visualization of such events reveals that 6 ft corresponds roughly to the maximum range of the largest, millimeter-scale drops (20). Compliance to the Six-Foot Rule will thus substantially reduce the risk of such large-drop transmission. However, the liquid drops expelled by respiratory events are known to span a considerable range of scales, with radii varying from fractions of a micron to millimeters (11, 21).

There is now overwhelming evidence that indoor airborne transmission associated with relatively small, micron-scale aerosol droplets plays a dominant role in the spread of COVID-19 (4, 5, 7, 17–19, 22), especially for so-called “superspreading events” (25–28), which invariably occur indoors (29).

...

Finally, the fact that face mask directives have been more effective than either lockdowns or social distancing in controlling the spread of COVID-19 (22, 33) is consistent with indoor airborne transmission as the primary driver of the global pandemic.

This won't be news to anyone who already understands that COVID is airborne, and that minimizing viral load as much as possible via layered protection (vax + ventilation & filtration + well-fitted masks (n95)) is key to avoiding the worst possible outcomes — severe acute disease and post-acute damage.

Nevertheless it might be interesting to see it spelled out. With the IMPORTANT caveat that it shouldn't be taken too literally: i.e. you're neither perfectly safe nor totally at risk if the numbers are above or below these thresholds.

[dreamdolldiary]

130 books: my to be read list

will be updating if i find any more interesting finds

my most anticipated reads:

man's search for meaning

outwitting the devil

say yes to life

deep work

a mind for numbers

limitless mind

so good they can't ignore you

destined for more: a broken girl’s journey of chasing dreams and killing giants 

genius foods

burn the boats

fluent in 3 months

fluency forever

the book of five rings

the science of living + live your best life

the art of choosing

quitter: closing the gap between your day job and your dream job

the how of happiness

the high five method

the power of now

the power of one more

essentialism: the disciplined pursuit

getting things done

four thousand weeks

make time

how not to die

seth speaks

life skills: creativity, problem solving, mindfulness, empathy, teamwork

you have more time than you think

the one thing: the surprisingly simple

the 4 hour work week

essay by the minimalists

start with why

the journey of a girl with lots of dreams

how are you, really?

do the hard things first

willpower doesn't work

better than before

secrets of manifesting - wayne dyer

monk mode

parenting

parent power: bringing up responsible children and teenagers

29 rules for smart parenting: how to raise children without being a tyrant

the 7 best things smart teens do

the emotional lives of teenages

talk to your boys (coming out in 2025?)

getting things done for teens

the 7 habits of highly effective teens

lifeskills for adult children

the 6 most important decisions you'll ever make

smart parenting for safer kids

smart parenting for smart kids

improvement

the 12 week year

the lazy genius way

the surrender experiment

no excuses!

the art and business of online writing

the luck factor

the 2 alarms

the go giver

what we owe the future

someday is today

the 1 rule: how to fall in love with the process and achieve your wildest dreams

seven principles of making marriage work

leadership: six studies in world strategy

drive: the surprising truth about what motivates us

the 80/20 principle

the joy of missing out

the courage to be disliked

the blank slate

the life-changing magic of tidying up

range: why generalists triumph

manage your day to day

adulting made easy: things someone should have told you about getting your grown-up act together

design your life: how to hold a well lived, joyful life

the crossroads of should and must

the happiness advantage

do over: rescue monday, reinvent your work, and never get stuck

the self care prescription

pathless path

how to be a person: 65 hugely useful, super important skills

the brain's way of healing

the driving book: everything new drivers need to know but don't know how to ask

the denial of death

educated (by tara westover)

the one thing

do hard things

take the steps

daring greatly

mindset: the psychology of success

grit: the power of passion and perseverance

willpower doesn't work

goodbye to shy

quiet mind, epic life

finance and business

the intelligent investor

secrets of six figure women: surprising strategies to up your earnings and change your life

wealthing like rabbits

i will teach you to be rich

how not to move back in with your parents

overcoming underearning: a five step plan to a richer life

the infographic guide to personal finance: a visual reference for everything you need to know

passive income: the smart passive income guide: how to successfully create passive income streams with a growth mindset

stop sabotaging your career: 8 proven strategies to succeed in spite of yourself

you are a badass at making money

the million-dollar, one-person business

e-commerce business: 3 books in 1: the ultimate guide to making money online from home and reach financial freedom

side hustle: from idea to income in 27 days

make bank (when you think like one)

skills

making money on blogging: 2020 Edition - how to start your blogging blueprint and make profit online with your blog - how do people make money

starting a successful blog when you have NO CLUE!: 7 steps to wordpress bliss.... (beginner internet marketing series book 1)

youtube secrets: the ultimate guide to growing your following and making money as a video influencer

christianity

mere christianity

surprised by joy

the case of christ

the historical figure of jesus

the bible unearthed

catholics: a very short introduction

random, mostly just for fun

forever chic

ooh la la

secret model beauty

get rich, lucky bitch

french women don't get fat

skinny bitch

bonjour happiness!

miss manners

the social climber's bible

city chic

the modern girl's guide to life

fat, broke, and lonely

women have all the power

soft is the new power

how to marry the rich

and reminder: it doesn't matter how tall your book stack is.

[hero-israel]

This article from 1999 is a baffling relic of an extinct alien civilization.

Hidden in plain sight in Harvard Yard, and at elite campuses across the country, is a dilemma of diversity that may test that mantra in complex and confounding ways: the overrepresentation of Asian and Jewish students and the underrepresentation of the white, non-Jewish majority, especially such white ethnics as Italian-Americans and religious groups as Southern Baptists and other evangelicals.

It is a touchy subject, largely unexplored and undebated, if it is noticed at all. But with America's Asian population growing, and the admissions decisions of the nation's most selective universities ever more in the cross hairs of lawsuits and public debate, it won't go away.

Right now at America's most elite school, Harvard, an estimated 20 percent of undergraduate students are Jewish, and almost the same percentage are Asian. Together, Jews, only 2 percent of the U.S. population, and Asians, only 3 percent, comprise nearly 40 percent of Harvard College enrollment. That is about the same as the percentage of Harvard students who are non-Jewish whites, a group that makes up more than 70 percent of the U.S. population.

That means that Christian whites are far more underrepresented at Harvard, relative to their numbers in the general population, than even blacks and Hispanics. Of course not all white Christians are underrepresented. The old white elite -- Episcopalians, for example -- are bearing up well, abetted a bit by the admissions preference for children of alumni. But it appears that groups like Italian-Americans and Southern Baptists do not fare so well.

Already one can see the ways in which whites of various backgrounds may begin to invoke the logic and language of diversity in pursuit of better representation for themselves, and how, in the zero-sum game of select college admissions, that cannot help but threaten the position of Asians and Jews.

As Brian Burt, who graduated from Harvard Law School last spring after three years here as a lonely Christian conservative activist, put it, ``True diversity would look entirely different than it does today.''

Or, in the words of conservative columnist Patrick Buchanan, perhaps it is time for white Christians to stop resisting proportional representation and start demanding it: ``75 percent and no less.'' Borrowing a locution from President Clinton, Buchanan wrote in a January column, ``Let's make the Ivy Leagues look more like America.''

Speaking very roughly, at Dartmouth the combined Jewish and Asian percentage is about 18 percent; at Princeton, about 25 percent; at Duke, Cornell and Brown, somewhere in the 30 percent range; at Yale, about 45 percent; and at Columbia and the University of Pennsylvania, about half. In each case, at the other end of the seesaw from overrepresented Asians and Jews are underrepresented non-Jewish whites. (Schools do not tally their students by religion, but Hillel, the Jewish campus organization, makes estimates for all the schools where it is present and they are published in The Princeton Review's Hillel Guide to Jewish Life on Campus.)

More broadly, a national survey of the 1998 freshman class conducted by UCLA indicates that looking collectively at 29 of the most selective private and public universities, about 18 percent of the students are Asian, and better than 10 percent Jewish; and looking collectively at 17 of the most selective private colleges (as opposed to universities) -- schools like Amherst, Bennington, Grinnell, Mount Holyoke and Reed -- Jews and Asians were together about 20 percent of those student bodies.

[kariachi]

According to the DLG gold eggs are 10-20% larger than all other eggs and tend to be more yellow-toned, while other eggs are themselves about the same whatever you're looking at

According to the wiki newly hatched dragons "were the size of very large dogs or small ponies"

Great Dane- 28-35 inches (71-89 cm) at shoulder [w/ large mastiffs seemingly averaging a few inches smaller in comparison (~22-30 inches (56-76 cm))]

Small ponies classed as 50 inches (127 cm) or lower at the shoulder

Assuming the size range is maintained through hatchlinghood as well as adulthood then 25-45 (64-114) works for averages...

So by this estimate greens would be about 22% their adult height at hatching and golds would be about 23% of their adult height at hatching. An average hatchling green would be about 13% of their mama's height.

For some comparison, komodo dragons seem to hatch at somewhere between 12 and 18 inches (30-46 cm) long, with adult females reaching average lengths of about 7.5 feet (2.3 m), giving us an average of babies being 16% of their mama's length. They also seem to clutch an average of about 20 eggs at a time (I'm seeing some estimates as high as 30 but, going with the 20...)

So, in theory the math can work. Mostly due to the sheer number advantage of greens and blues. Potentially browns as well... quick math we can expect on average 18% mama's height, so pushing it a little... Still, in action, feels a bit wibbly, but in theory the math can math.

Of course one can also go with a smaller size range. After all, looking at ponies, a small shetland can be the size of a large great dane. So in theory you could lower the high end. Technically you could do the same with the low end, but I personally wouldn't drop it below that 22 inch (56 cm) mark.

Or, if you wanted to play more with the whole mess with gold eggs being larger than the rest of the clutch by a notable amount, you could always have all the hatchlings be about the same size with the exception of the gold, but to go with the gold being 20% larger than the others then we'd be talking a range of something like 29-37 inches for the non-golds and 35-45 inches for the golds, which could potentially muck up our percentages based on height comparisons.

To play with those ones, our golds in that case would be 17-22% mom's height at hatching, while the rest of the clutch would be 14-18% mom's height at hatching. Which is, again, theoretically mathing. Shit can, in theory, be done.

All depends on how you wanna play the game. If you wanna play the game. I wouldn't blame you for going home. I'm typing this and I wanna go home.

[coffeecatsandhealth]

4/29/25

I am planning on taking progress pictures of myself today with the help of my fiance.

It's a little irrational, but I'm afraid there's not going to be any visible difference at all... which seems probably unlikely because I have lost about 20 to 25 lbs on zepbound and about 25 to 30 lbs overall. I am giving a range because I saw a number on the scale this morning that appeared too good to be true - 286.1. I was also starving hungry when I weighed myself this morning, which isn't normal for me to be so devastatingly hungry in the morning. I'm normally not hungry at all when I wake up, so I feel like my weight being so low is a fluke. It was 289 last week so the results feel too good to be true in such a short period of time.

I'm nervous that I won't be able to see a difference. I know my mom has seen a difference. She told me as much. My fiance said he hasn't noticed a difference and he thinks its because he sees me everyday that he hasn't.

I'm just scared I won't be able to see it at all. I'm wearing the same thing today as I did when I took my beginning pics / my befores. It's irrational to be this worried I think... I guess it would hurt a little if I can't see a difference at all. I feel like I have at times when I catch myself in the mirror, but then I think how different can I possibly look when it's been 20 to 25 lbs from my starting pics when I still have so far to go.

Just anxiety things... I think my brain is building things to be anxious of because I feel like I have more control over this than say other things that happen at work.

[scarletlizzard]

So apparently I hit 500 followers? Thank you to everyone who follows and has interacted with my fics!! 🥳

I thought this would be fun to celebrate? I have a list of random dialogue that y'all could pick from to send me. Ranges from everywhere to fluff, angst, NSFW, etc. And I'll write a little short something for it!

Feel free to pick a number or few to send or you could be specific with who you want or a specific trope or plot. Anything!

Thank y'all so much, made my whole day 💕

104 Dialogue Prompts

1. "Admit it... you're in love with me."

2. "We could get arrested for this."

3. "I thought you were dead."

4. "I've missed this."

5. "You could've died."

6. "Who did this to you?"

7. "I know, I know, I'm sorry... it'll be over soon, I promise."

8. "Come back to bed."

9. "How long has it been since you slept?"

10. "Tell me where you are, I'll come get you."

11. "I still love you."

12. "Such a good girl."

13. "Open your mouth for me, baby."

14. "We have to make this quick."

15. "Beg for it."

16. "Mommy?"

17. "You're in love with them. Aren't you?"

18. "It was you? This whole time?"

19. "You know, just cause you're older don't think for one second I'm not in charge."

20. "Smile at me like that again, I'll fall in love with you."

21. "... is that a trick question?"

22. "Don't just stand there, say something."

23. "Say that again, I dare you."

24. "Fuck you." "Right now?"

25. "I'm joking! Unless..."

26. "You take me so well."

27. "What do you mean I'm dead? I'm standing right here."

28. "Please, I'm begging you. Just hear me out."

29. "Oh fuck... I'm in love with (x)." "You're just now realizing that?"

30. "What if you didn't go? What if you stayed?"

31. "You like it rough, don't you, slut?"

32. "Flowers?"

33. "I hate you. I hate you. I hate you."

34. "Fuck, marry, kill..."

35. "Truth or dare?"

36. "Since when did you ever care about me?"

37. "You think I wanted this to happen? You think I wanted to fall in love with you?"

38. "May I have this dance?"

39. "I know I'm the last person you want to see, but..."

40. "I'm done! I am done waiting for you."

41. "It's okay, you're okay, I'm here. I've got you."

42. "Touch her again and see what happens."

43. "Is that a hickey?"

44. "I'm fine, it's just a bruise..."

45. "I'm going to fucking kill them."

46. "Are you sure about this?"

47. "Why are you all sweaty?"

48. "You left! You left and you didn't even think to look back. What was I supposed to do?"

49. "Well... this is awkward."

50. "You know I've been flirting with you this whole time right?"

51. "They'll never love you the way I did."

52. "If you're trying to make me jealous, it's working."

53. "Wanna bet?"

54. "Just say that you want me and I'm yours."

55. "I'm going to ruin you for anyone else."

56. "Wait you've never kissed a girl?"

57. "Where did all this attitude come from, princess?"

58. "Take my hand."

59. "Can I have your number?"

60. "You're an idiot." "Well yes, you'll have to be more specific."

61. "Quick! Pretend to be my girlfriend?"

62. "Run away with me."

63. "Are you going to be a good girl for mommy?"

64. "That collar looks so good on your pretty neck."

65. "Too bad, you're going to take every last fucking inch of me."

66. "Do you ever think before speaking?"

67. "Count them for me."

68. "You snore."

69. "Let's try that position." (I know, I know)

70. "Bullshit! You're telling me you just don't blush?" "Nope, never."

71. "Just tell her how you feel." "I'd rather get shot again."

72. "Oh my god are you okay?" "Yeah I'm fine, I've been stabbed before."

73. "Daddy?"

74. "Can't we go back to how things used to be?"

75. "Save a horse ride a cowgirl, amiright?"

76. "I like you. A lot."

77. "Is that the best you can do?"

78. "I'll consider kissing you if you can beat me."

79. "Please, pull the trigger."

80. "I'm not drunk enough for this."

81. "You can't run away from this forever."

82. "I know you're having nightmares again."

83. "Would you like me to whisper it in your ear?"

84. "Stop looking at me like that."

85. "Somebody's cranky." "Somebody needs to shut the fuck up."

86. "Get on your knees."

87. "How stupid do you think I am? Don't answer that."

88. "I can't sleep."

89. "Just relax, let me make you feel good."

90. "Close the door."

91. "Was that supposed to hurt?"

92. "I've wanted this for so long."

93. "You can do better than that. Beg for it."

94. "Controlling? Oh I'll show you controlling."

95. "You drive me fucking crazy!"

96. "Nobody needs to know."

97. "Take another step and you'll be dead before you open your fucking mouth again."

98. "Do they always look like that?" "Just when (x) is around."

99. "I made you a playlist."

100. "I know you said you would die for me but I didn't think you meant that literally!"

101. "Is that... blood?" "Huh? Oh yeah! Oh I'm fine it's not mine."

102. "Why are you always looking at me like that?" "Like what?"

103. "Hero? Please. You heroes have to win every time. But being the villain? I only have to win once."

104. "You've changed." "You haven't."

[8thhousemercury]

Mars-Aeria 369 Conjunction and Plane Crashes ✈️

Aeria 369 is named after the Air element. Mars is the planet of aggression, conflict, and violence. Conjunction obviously would indicate all of those Martian themes in air.. including aviation.

I only did a little bit of research (so don’t take this too seriously), but I found that this conjunction is very common on days which serious plane crashes occurred.

Example: Most recently, the midair collision in Washington, DC occurred on January 29 2025. 67 people were lost.

On this day: Mars was in Cancer at 21° conjunct Aeria 369 in Cancer at 19° Both in retrograde!

Two days later, on January 31 2025 in Philadelphia, PA, an air ambulance crashed near a mall. 7 people were lost.

On this day: Mars was in Cancer at 20° conjunct Aeria 369 in Cancer at 19° Both still in retrograde.

Let’s move on to some other examples:

September 11, 2001: Four planes hijacked. Two planes crashed into the Twin Towers in New York, one plane was crashed into a field in Pennsylvania, and the other plane was crashed into the Pentagon in Virginia. 2,996 people were lost.

On this day: Mars in Capricorn at 1° and Aeria 369 in Capricorn at 13° Both direct.

Though this isn’t a conjunction, the fact that they were in the same sign is still something. Interesting nonetheless.

Another example. October 31, 1994: A plane crashed into a field in Indiana. 68 people were lost.

On this day: Mars in Leo at 14° conjunct Aeria 369 in Leo at 13° Both direct.

Final example. September 8, 1994: An airplane engine malfunctioned and ended up crashing in Pennsylvania. 132 people were lost.

On this day: Mars in Cancer at 14° and Aeria 369 at 26° Both direct.

Not exactly a conjunction but fairly close.

Though this is a very small number of incidents, it’s still interesting. There’s also a fair amount of Cancer energy going on, and the 13-14 degree range is common as well.

Thank you for reading this post.