#oh also nora fishes

[soulhavens]

wizard101 but stardew valley

[iiwaijime]

endgame: day one (i)

mlist.

nobara and yuji help you pack; to say the least, you're nervous. a whole week with someone you barely know. you stuff your clothes haphazardly into the bag, barely listening to anything they're saying.

"y/n! stop zoning out, did you hear what i said?"

"no, sorry yuji," you reply automatically.

"he said, inumaki may be a bitch and a brat sometimes, but he's a good guy," nobara tells you helpfully.

"that's not what i said!"

"i paraphrased."

you raise an eyebrow. "a good guy, yet you called him a bitch and a brat in the same breath."

"hey, i'm just being honest!" nobara tosses another pair of jeans at you. "this'll do. close it, yuji!"

"yes ma'am!"

you smile at the sight of them — two of your best friends — even as their chatter dissolves into giggling and hitting each other on the shoulders. "i'm really lucky to have you guys," you say aloud.

"what's all this sappy bullshit?" questions megumi from behind you. "since when do you like us?"

"y'know, just saying. in case i get murdered at inumaki's."

megumi groans unamusedly, but hands you a bag anyways. "snacks for later."

saying goodbye to them feels like you're getting married in the 1950s and leaving your parents' home forever, even though you'll be gone for a week at most, and you already know you'll be texting them all day. still, it's extremely nerve-wracking to spend even an hour in the same place as inumaki, alone. megumi drives you there, a surprising gesture considering he's always on your ass for not driving yourself. and then he's leaving again, and you're standing at the doorstep of an enormous penthouse like you're homeless, ringing the doorbell while you pray to be struck down by something else — you're not really sure what.

toge inumaki opens the door, and from the start it's clear that he's not expecting you. his hair — or what can be seen of it, anyways — is messy, and he looks like he's just woken up. (is he even wearing pants?) his eyes widen when he sees you. "shit, this early?"

"i think i'm exactly on time," you reply coldly.

"what?" he fishes his phone out of his pants pocket — to your relief, he is wearing shorts — and checks the time. "oh what the hell, i overslept."

"yeah..." you don't feel quite as enthusiastic.

"um, i'll show you to your room, and then we can draft out the formatting when i have breakfast."

breakfast? it's a little past three in the afternoon, but oh well. he shuts the door, then clears his throat. you turn to look at him, and your heart jumps up to your throat. he's pulled the hood down to reveal his pale, messy hair, and you forget who he is just long enough to register the fact that he's terribly attractive, even with the bedhead and puffy eyes. and then you remember that he's a stuck-up loser prick, and the thought is forced away from your mind. "yeah?"

"it's just comparing our routines, right?" he asks you. "for an entire week."

you nod, still speechless from the momentary revelation from half a minute ago. the heat on your cheeks refuses to dissipate.

sparks fly!!!

sorry for the delay, i got into haikyuu and lost all inspiration until reading two fics that caused me to mental breakd(ance/own) this morning.

also i feel like inumaki is lowkey chill about finding yn attractive but yn is dying on the inside.

i stepped on an entire lego set maybe 3 minutes ago and it broke under my foot and it still hurts

my pookies at poopynation, also mimi and nora, ily guys yall my faves fr nghh

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[neopoliitan]

RWBY Evermorrow Ep.7 Director's Commentary (or something)

The newscast segment was a late addition, we decided it was best to move a scene to a later episode for a better sense of narrative. I even already animated that whole scene so we don't need to worry about it!

We were gonna use Lisa Lavender here, but decided it was better to use Cyril due to availability of existing cast members as the scene was kind of last minute. We see it as Cyril being the guy in the studio, and Lisa being the reporter in the field.

Khaki's prison number is funny if you can decipher it.

Originally this episode was a big ol scene of RWBYCRDL recounting the mission to Oz and Glynda, then the punishments being dished out, but I was having such a dull time writing it that we decided it was best to cut the recap of the immediate previous episode and hope the teams' reactions did the work. I think it was for the best, a glorified recap episode seems like it would've been a waste of production; if it wasn't fun to write it wouldn't have been fun to watch.

It was a good time to bring in Glynda as she's always been Beacon's voice of reason around Oz's more whimsical tendencies. She's to-the-point and will make no excuses, which sells the teams being reprimanded more. Plus the added questioning of what exactly Ozpin is saying to Cardin offscreen is an interesting question in the viewer's mind.

(Also our Ozpin VA was kinda unavailable but for a very good reason lol)

Let's talk Dove. You've probably noticed he's very much the reasonable one on EM CRDL at this point, which is very intentional as going in I wanted to make them more interesting than Cardin and the Cardins. CRWBY once said Dove was the most skilled of CRDL, which is an interesting angle, and Doves are a symbol of peace which inspired me to make him the """nicer""" one, albeit a bit embittered by his lot in life. This episode has a montage of the moments in ep5-6 that really lay it all out that he's a little better than the others on his team, which is why Ruby vouched for him.

There was going to be a decent focus on family in this episode, but eventually we whittled it down to just Russel's and Dove's. Being like "oh and here's a character's parent being funny and mad" worked twice, but three to eight times might have gotten old lmao

Why did I pick Bertilak for Russel's guardian? Green. Mohawk. Moody. Not a big Faunus fan.

Okay so that's only part of it. Russel has been consistently portrayed as a bit of a doormat in EM, following Cardin's orders or deferring to the next biggest fish if he's not around. His actions around Bertilak imply that the latter is the source of all that behaviour.

Dove offers Ruby an "Olive Branch". I don't know if I can get more unsubtle than this.

Don't ship them they literally feel nothing about each other. That's canon.

Why did I pick Shopkeep for Dove's grandpa? Closed eyes, and Shopkeep is everywhere. That's literally the joke.

Pyke Rite from The Grimm Campaign.

There were a few characters I really wanted to get involved sooner. Can you believe it took us till Ep7 for Ren or Nora to say anything? It felt good to have all of JNPR and OP(A)L fully animated in the same scene, and was fun to set up dynamics like Oscar being a fanboy, Alyx being a little shit and the two teams generally getting along.

In comparison to 6 this episode was a lot calmer and a lot more talk-y, but hopefully we managed to make it fun. The animators and VAs did amazing as always (the former has basically eclipsed my efforts at this point), and I'm looking forward to ep8 very much! Bigger and better!

If you have extra questions about this ep you can shoot me an ask, I'm always down to self-indulge lmao

[drenosa]

Previously

Somewhere out at sea an Express Cruiser the Valean Fishing Vessel "The Raging Sloth" lazily rides the waves

Ren: *Behind the wheel, a bicorn on his head, humming a sea shanty to himself* This is nice.

Jaune: *Watching over a set of heavy duty fishing poles* Thanks for reminding to take my motion-sickness meds, guys. I almost forgot them in the excitement.

Sun: *Sitting on a deck chair, brewski in hand* Hey, no problem my guy. We all got a little excited.

Neptune: *A face on a Wide-Scroll that's hanging from the cabin wall.* Yeah, weird how that happens.

Sage: *Standing with Jaune, minding the poles* Still, it's great to just be away from everything for a bit. Just us, the water, the fishing poles...

Scarlet: *On the upper level of the boat* A large boat approaching fast!

Sage: And large boats approaching fast... Wait what?

A larger vessel is making a beeline for the Raging Sloth. Before long it pulls up beside them.

Sun: We should... should we be worried?

Jaune: *Sharing a look with Ren, who slowly nods* Yes. Yes, we should probably be worried.

????: ~Ahoy, Boyos!~

Jaune: Not probably... Definitely.

Yang: *Standing on the deck of the larger vessel (The Dolphin Puncher) in swimming trunks and a most flattering bikini-top, a straw hat sits on top of her wild blonde locks* You guys thought you could just go out to sea and NOT invite me?! A Patch-girl born and raised? I was fishing long before I started punching! And I started doing that before I could properly walk.

Jaune: *Trying to find a way out, looking at the rest of the guys* Well... it might...

Ren: *Placed his bicorn on top of Jaune's head, has fled deep into the boat's cabin*

Sun: *Finding the fishing poles very interesting*

Scarlet: *Minding his business up top*

Sage: *Joined Scarlet*

Neptune: *Disconnected Scroll call*

Jaune: Traitors. It might have slipped our minds our little. Say... who's also there with you?

Nora: *Sickeningly sweet tone, in a cute pink one-piece with frills* ~Oh, Renny.~ That tub of yours better have a captain's cabin.

Ren: *Muffled noises of a barricade being erected*

Nora: *Heading into the cabin* Oh ho ho, I do like a challenge.

Jaune: Right... And the rest is there too, right? Weiss paying?

Weiss: *In a white and blue bikini, sarong and a very wide-brimmed hat to keep the sun from her perfectly pale skin* Against my better judgement, yes. Just be thankful I've got access to my own private, and very sizable, funds.

Blake: *Already on The Raging Sloth, wearing a form-fitting diving suit with the front zipped down, she's watching the fishing poles with Sun* These waters are renowned for their tuna. I was never not going to join because of that.

Ruby: *In swimming trunks, Menagerie-patterned shirt and a Patch Strikers Cap* Our dad's got the local record for most fish and biggest fish caught back home. Imma gonna get those international prices, buddy!

Jaune: Well, it's lovely of you to be here, I guess. Uhm. Where's Pyrrha?

Yang: Oh yeah... she's hyping herself up.

Jaune: What's that supposed... to... *Sees the last person appearing next to Yang*

Pyrrha: *In a red and green patterned bikini that accentuates each and every curve of her perfectly toned body, her brilliant long red hair freely cascading down her back, has a shy but radiant smile as she greets Jaune* Hello, again.

Jaune: *Blinks once, twice* Oh... Hello to you too.

Yang: Alright, dumb stuff out of the way. Let's get to business!

Various noises of various levels of excitement rang out that day.

No-one was allowed, nor had the intention of entering the captain's quarters. The noises scared everyone, but Ren was congratulated afterwards by all the guys on board.

Sun caught the biggest tuna, it was lost to the greedy, hungry belly of one Blake Belladonna who "Regrets nothing!".

Ruby caught the biggest tuna that the rest managed to keep Blake away from.

Weiss did not catch a sunburn, surprising everyone including herself.

Jaune did not get motion-sick, also surprising everyone.

Pyrrha finally got her hands on her knight. The knight is still somewhat confused but happier than ever.

[shares-a-vest]

(ready for some easter/spring-themed nonsense from me this week???)

“Steve!”

Steve merely hums, nosing further into Eddie’s neck.

Eddie taps him on the shoulder whispering, “Oh my god, Steve.”

Steve growls, clearly misinterpreting his tone and tightens his grip on Eddie's hips.

Like yeah, he’s making out with Steve in the middle of the woods out the back of the Harringtons’ house in Loch Nora. They’re on a comfy huge blanket, Eddie straddling Steve’s lap and having a grand old time after a delicious picnic lunch Steve had put together.

But there’s something more pressing at hand.

Eddie rolls his eyes, slides one hand up Steve’s chest (earning a hip thrust) and pushes himself back.

Steve whines, detaching himself from Eddie’s neck with a childish humf.

“Whaaaat!”

The poor thing looks flustered, his right cheek pinking up, hair all tousled, shirt collar askew with a reddening mark Eddie had been working on before he got distracted.

Eddie pinches Steve's cheeks with one hand, creating pouty fish lips as he slowly turns his boyfriend's head in the direction of what has him suddenly uninterested in a make-out session.

A white rabbit hopping about, picking at grass about three feet away.

“Oh, no... Eddie!” Even though he is mumbling through squished-up cheeks, Steve is obviously more than a little annoyed.

“But it’s a rabbit!” Eddie stage-whispers, not tearing his eyes away from the fluffy furball.

At a glacial pace, he frees Steve from his grip, carefully lifting off him with minimum movement. Steve whines again, loud and it spooks the creature enough for it to take a giant leap in the opposite direction before continuing to sniff about.

Eddie pivots on his knees and makes grabby hands at their picnic basket.

“Gimmie those stupid celery sticks,” he commands in a whisper.

“No!” Steve also whispers, crossing his arms.

“Yes!” he insists. “Besides, why would you pack such a noxious weed for me to eat?”

Steve lightly shoves him, picks up the basket and drops it down in front of Eddie with a loud enough thud he whips around to look at the rabbit. Thankfully, it hasn't moved.

Eddie begins crawling towards the rabbit, celery sticks clenched in his hands as Steve huffs and flops back on the plaid blanket, his hair flying forward as he goes down. Eddie moves along, gradually settling down to an army crawl as he ventures closer and holds out a lone stick of celery.

“Come here, little guy,” he coos, wiggling the treat.

The rabbit turns, hops towards him and starts sniffing at the celery. When the creature sticks its head forward for the food, Eddie reaches out a tentative hand for a gentle pat. The rabbit allows it, concentrating on devouring the celery. The distraction emboldens Eddie to sit now, waving a hand back around to give Steve a thumbs up.

Once it’s done eating, the rabbit nuzzles at Eddie’s knee as he continues stroking its back. Ever so gracefully, he loops a hand under the thing to scoop it up. The rabbit goes willingly and Eddie turns back to the picnic, beaming as he scratches behind furry ears.

“Ew, no!” Steve whisper-scoffs, shooting upright. “Don’t pick it up!”

“Oh come on, Stevie. He’s so cute!”

He begins walking back to the blanket when Steve waves his hands in protest.

“Don’t you come back onto this blanket, Eds!," Steve warns, still inexplicably choosing to whisper as he raises a flat palm to stop him. “You’re covered in dirt!”

Eddie eases down, sprinkling dirt (ranging from smaller granules to clumps) from his clothes all over the blanket. Steve whines and begins brushing at the mess, only managing to now smear it on the picnic blanket.

Oh well, one less piece of plaid-something for the Harrington household...

[craziechwiv]

Marooned

'Hello whoever finds this note in a bottle, by the time you read this, me and my boyfriend Jaune would have either been saved or died here. My name is Ruby Rose, and I once inhabited this island foreign to us.'

Ruby then takes a look out at sea, taking a big sigh at the events that have happened.

'Long story short, Team RWBY + JNR were all on a fishing trip on a rented boat. But then said boat was in a massive storm in which Weiss tried to free the water around the boat for it to stay in place until it blew over. And somehow, Nora thought it'd be great to team up with Yang to launch said boat further away from the storm, which ended up not only sent Me and Jaune off it, but now...we're stuck here.'

Ruby takes the time to wipe the tears from her eyes and those that have fallen onto the note, smudging and marking it abit.

'If you are unfortunate enough to be in the same situation as we are, I will have left you a booklet containing to our survival. If you somehow do make it off this island and we haven't, please tell my sister and friend that we are going to haunt them for the end of time. OH, AND TELL YANG TO ALSO BAKE ME LOTS OF COOKIES TO APPEASE ME! APPEASE THE ANGERED GHOST OF HER DEAD SISTER-' 'Ruby.' 'Ruby?' 'Ruby!'

"RUBY!"

Ruby then turns her attention to Jaune, who was trying to get her attention for awhile.

Jaune: They came back for us, cmon.

Ruby: Oh okay!

Ruby then drops the note on the bean, leaving it there as the two walk off back to the boat with their friends on it, and a very, very, emotional Yang who hugged her sister nearly to death.

~~3 Years Later~~

A random marooned survivor is reading said note before it abruptly cuts off, looking out at the sky above.

R.M.S: I SHALL MAKE YOUR WISHES COME TRUE RUBY! I SHALL MAKE HUNDREDS OF COOKIES!

[eljeebee]

Was Death an Old Friend?

A week later, Lady Lenora patiently (and excitedly, in her own way, given with her demeanor) for the next newsletter of Ambrosia Society. She took care of her plants, just as the guide the newsletter had told her. Now, her lily and snapdragon were ready to be clipped.

Lenora nodded at the letter, excited to see what this would be the contents for this week. She went to the living room and gave Percival a greeting.

“Hello, little Percy,” Lenora nodded at him.

“Hey,” he greeted back without looking away from his book.

The newsletter read,

For this week, we give you another volume of these books. You must have grown the preliminary plants now, so now we will guide you which plants to grow next! We also added a guide for the next goal. For this week, you must learn how to fish. You must learn how to catch one, especially an angelfish! Continue practicing cooking and experimenting dishes – you’ll need it! Brush those skills up! Thank you for subscribing to the Ambrosia Society Newsletter.

She opened the cookbook that was included in the package. It wasn’t much, since she knew how to cook already, so Lenora only scanned the pages.

“Do you have plans for today?” she asked.

Percy put down his book, “No…why?”

“Do you want to go fishing?”

He blinked. “Don’t you want to do it with your sister?”

“Her whining aggravates me sometimes,” Lenora sighed. And you won’t ask why I’m doing such things…

Percy let out a laugh. “Good point. Alright, I’m in. I’ll go find us some rods.”

Lenora nodded. “I’ll wait for you at the lobby. I just need to take some cuttings…Will you inform Valentina?”

“Sure.”

Lenora quickly went back to her room to take some cuttings of her lily and snapdragon. Meanwhile, Valentina had returned inside, who finished harvesting their plasma fruits.

“Hey, Val. Nora and I will go out for a bit,” Percy said. “We’re going fishing.”

“Alright…” Valentina said, “I’ll go tell Lana.”

“What’s wrong?” he asked, tilting his head a bit.

“I’m just surprised she finds joy with doing these things,” Valentina said, crossing her arms. “It’s…uncharacteristic.”

“But didn’t you say it’s best to keep her this way, instead of letting her remember her old self?” Percy raised a brow.

Valentina sighed, “Yes. I’m just surprised. Go ahead, I’ll keep her sister busy.”

“Aye, aye.”

“What’s this for?” Percy asked as he caught his first fish of that afternoon. “Trying out a new recipe?”

Lenora replied, throwing her line, “Yes.”

“And will I get to try this new recipe first?”

“Yes.”

And with that, Percy focused.

Later, when they caught at least two angelfishes, Lenora placed down her rod. The sky was darkening, the afternoon sky painted with blue.

“Great job, Percy,” Lenora gave him a small smile. “I think that’s enough. Let’s go home.”

“What is that for?” Lady Lana asked. “Why are we building garbage in my penthouse?”

“This garbage, Lady,” Percy said, flattening the soil on the grow bed, “Was asked by Nora.”

“She’s planting trees,” Valentina said. “You know your sister; she loves plants. Her bedchamber was wrapped with her flowering plants.”

“Oh, goodness,” Lana shook her head, “Don’t tell me she buried her room with flowers again.”

“Don’t worry,” Percy stood, clapping the dirt out of his hands. “That’s why I’m here – I’m keeping her mind off of it.”

The guide said to practice cooking, and even though Lenora knew by heart hundreds of recipes that she doesn’t have to follow that, she still cooked something. So, they won’t ask me why I went fishing, Lenora convinced herself.

Percival waited patiently. Lenora knew he never really digest the food she cooks; after all, almost all vampires have withered stomachs. Some would only eat it just for the taste, for pretenses. She remembered, giving her peers a piece of her cooking –

She remembered giving her peers a piece of her cooking.

Lenora paused for a moment, the fish slid off her turner and into a big dish plate. What an odd memory.

“Well, how does it taste?” Lenora asked as she gave him a serving into a separate plate. She placed it down in front of him.

“Like the soft skin of a mortal, melting when I sink my teeth in,” Percival hummed.

Later that night, Lenora felt compelled to summon Death once again. She recited the poem, and the room was swallowed by shadows, before clearing up.

“Vampire,” Death said, his voice in her ears and around the room. “Have you found out what the ambrosia is?”

“Nothing at the moment, Death.”

“Then this is useless. Why summon me now? I told you I will return once you’ve learned enough.” His voice rumbled, wrapping around the room, as if he is the bedroom. Lenora hoped her family didn’t hear it.

“I thought you remember it. I thought…” she blinked, looking down. “I thought you remembered anything. Not just the ambrosia.”

Death sighed. His booming rumbling voice lessened into a softer tone. It felt like a whisper. He thought for a moment.

“I do not remember much, but there is one memory of you that had returned to me. I remember you mourning over your husband.”

Lenora slowly returned her attention to him. “My…husband?”

Death said nothing. Huffing, he said, “I’ve said too much. I shall take my leave.”

He brought out his scythe and was about to cast himself into the shadows when he paused. “If you…remember anything, do not hesitate to call me, Lenora.”

He disappeared.

Lenora racked her brain for anything. She thought hard. Who is this husband? Was she married just like her older sister? Why? Why is the husband dead? Was he a mortal? Why mourn? Why?

“Thank you for making this for me, little one,” Lenora said, burying the apple beneath the soil.

“No problem,” Percy replied. “Are these your own cherry and apple supply?”

Lenora chuckled softly. “Perhaps.”

“Good for ya,” Percy stood up. “That means this’ll lessen my grocery errands.”

“Good for you,” Lenora smiled as he helped her up.

[pink-pearl-plain-jeans]

im srsly begging for the dialogues to be kinda repeatitive bc i kept misclicking and end up skipping the convo and now their Drama and Dragon or something is being led by Snicklefritz 😭

(spoiler?)

i also want drunk march to repeatedly ask me to sit with him and this time im also gonna join him screaminh AWOO on the top of my lung! AWOO WOO WOOOOOO!!!!

whats that abt rock olric? idgi but lets stare at them tgt all day long! can i romance you

holt, hit me with those puns again, hahaaa im giggling man. nora used to be rough on you as a kid and now you're married and you thought she was cute? fucking adorable man. couple goals.

reina, you can make a pie out of me idk what im saying girl but you make it work

barol, no notes.

eiland, just give me the entire cake actually, i was just being shy.

adaline, would you want me to fetch you another weirdly perfect square rock so you can sit on it and think? i'll do it

valen and juniper, i think you guys should kiss.

dell's right terithia, why havent we catch any shark yet? ..you used to sleep with a spear when you're a soldier, and now you use it to catch fish...,? oh.. um wow,, haha

dozy thank you for understanding me when i backed up from taking that bath :'D

henrietta how abt a day care with me? girls sleepover?

hemlock should've been single ngl he's kinda my type.

jo just kept telling me abt me and my pep steps tbh idk what she meant by that ig im happy to see you happy watching me walk

'lo aunty elsie, whats the goss this afternoon

IS ERROL AND THERATHIA HAVE SOMETHING GOING ON BETWEEN THEM WHAT DID I MISS

i dont think caldarus ever say the same thing ever?? literally his dialogue is different everyday, and if i repeat the day, he repeats it too, its not randomized? oh hey, you like the rainfall in autumn? me too brother. i'll sit with you. oh btw i made you a shrine- wanna hug? please please please ple

ryis haha you're so handsome wow. giving you a rock is going above and beyond? let me scour that mines for you. lets work on mistria tgt for the rest of our life. uncle landen, if you will?

yes, hayden, your tiddis huge. now stay still i need to draw them realistic style

celine, original flavor. i got nothing for her except that she loves flowers

idk how to approach maple im not very into roleplay. BG ROYAL DECREE I DECLARE..... that mayhaps she could run mistria one day

BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY i want luc to tell me facts abt bugs AGAIN. like yes. tell me, how that bug's color is blue and who's it trying to impressed? oh you're impressed? yayyyy! bees have 5 eyes? heck yeah, that kinda freaks me out a little but you made it such a fun fact! i mean he's just so wholesome and little oh my god he's just baby

[justmenoworries]

Watching Justice League X RWBY (both parts) is such an amazing experience because you can't help but burst out laughing at seeing how incredibly insecure RT is about having RWBY stand next to DC characters.

They want to be acknowledged as DC's equal so bad, it's hilarious.

The DC characters are constantly made into jokes or just flat-out incompetent, just so a RWBY character can swoop in at the last second to save them or give them a heroic speech. No DC character can ever have anything cool for themselves, it needs to be undermined or undercut by someone from Remnant. Diana and Bruce have to lose to Blake and Weiss respectively because we need to establish how superior Team RWBY is in combat to these actual adults who have been wiping the floor with supervillains before Blake and Weiss were even a thing. Clark has to be put in his place by Ruby and Yang and isn't allowed to be leader because what else were we gonna do here? Acknowledge that Ruby's own leadership skills are severely lacking and have her learn from a fellow symbol of hope? Pfft, naah.

The RWBY characters have an almost pathological need to make fun of the DC heroes' aliases and no one points out the inherent hypocrisy there for Reasons. Like, how are you gonna make fun of names like "Batman" and "Superman" when y'all's team names are just edgy alphabet soup??? And your given names are shit like Raven Blessed Raven, White Snow or Sunshine Dragon (in languages from countries that don't even exist in your world)????

And the bootlicking, holy shit, the constant bootlicking.

Bruce is so completely fucking awed by the mere existence of Weiss and Yang he actually thinks about abandoning Gotham for Remnant, because that's not completely nonsensical and out of character at all. Diana is suddenly a callous jerk who dismisses the other Leaguers for not being "warriors" and connects more to Team RWBY because they, like her, are "warriors" (Diana, did the matrix glitch your brain and make you forget the literal fucking years the Justice League have fought by your side???). Vic is super into Nora because we needed to have a dick-measuring contest between him and Ren for Reasons. Clark needs to take a backseat to Ruby as leader because if anyone but Ruby "Power of the Special" Rose got to lead the group, RWBY stans would probably suffer an aneurysm. Oh and Jessica has insecurity issues and has to be given a peptalk from fucking Jaune of all characters!! (Oh, and she's also been white-washed because RT gotta do an RT.)

When someone from the DC universe does something cool? They immediately get upstaged or humiliated for daring to be characters in a RWBY world.

When someone from Remnant does something even mildly impressive? Non-stop praise, tongue-lashing and kowtowing from the DC characters.

And if you think this situation gets reversed in part 2, where the RWBY characters go to the DC universe, turning them into the fishes out of water?

You get to eat shit.

Because the premise to both parts is basically, "The Justice League cannot handle whatever messed up shit the bad guys are throwing at them and so they seek help from the amazing, strong, powerful, superior, magnificient, lauded, divine Team RWBY".

Part 1? Justice League gets trapped in the matrix with Team RWBY and since the simulation is of Remnant, the JL has to defer to the Remnant characters

Part 2? Grimm show up on the DC Earth and despite being back to full power the Justice League still can't handle them, so they call in Team RWBY.

Yeah.

The point of a crossover like this is to show the strength of both casts and how well they play off of each other.

But RT is so fucking insecure over Team RWBY standing next to actual heroes they couldn't help themselves.

It would be funny if it weren't so sad.

[howlingday]

Ruby: Hey, guys? You know how Jaune's a shark faunus, right?

Yang: Yeah?

Ruby: Well, what kind of shark is he?

Weiss: ...Blake?

Blake: It's... an interesting question. I'm a cat faunus, and so is my mother, but my father is a panther faunus, so I could have been like him, too. What specific species Jaune is, though...

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1. Thresher

Weiss: Thank you for your help, Jaune.

Jaune: No problem, Weiss! I'm always happy to help!

Pyrrha: Jaune? Could you come here for a moment?

Jaune: (Turns around) Sure thing, Pyrrha!

Weiss: (On the ground, Dazed)

Fun Fact: Threshers have the longest tails compared to body size of any shark, about three meters (9ft) long. In fact, there is an old myth that they would hunt whales together with swordfish.

2. Hammerhead

Ruby: Whoa! You aced all of your classes, Jaune!

Jaune: Oh, it was nothing...

Velvet: Let me get your picture, Jaune!

Nora: OOH! Get one with all of us!

Jaune: (Covers face) No! Please don't!

Fun Fact: Hammerheads are the youngest and most advanced in the shark evolutionary timeline, which may account for their higher social interactions than any other sharks. They are also extremely shy.

3. Great White

Pyrrha: Jaune, could you do this?

Jaune: Yes, ma'am.

Yang: Hey, Jaune! You up for a spar?

Jaune: Uh, n-not really, but if you really need me to.

Nora: Jaune, I need you to do this thing!

Jaune: (Sighs) Yes, ma'am...

Fun Fact: Great Whites, despite being the largest of the predatory sharks, are conflict-avoidant, and the males are often dominated by the females.

4. Mako

Blake: Mm, fish- Huh?! How did you get here so fast?!

Jaune: (On his third plate) I ran here, just like you did.

Blake: (Grumbles, Sits next to him)

Jaune: Uh, Blake-?

Blake: I'm sitting next to.

Jaune: Uh, okay?

Blake: (Thinking) How is he always so warm?

Fun Fact: Makos are the fastest sharks in the world, capable of swimming up to 25mph, bursting at 60mph. They also have specialized blood vessels that allow them to have a higher body temperature.

5. Bull

Jaune: Hm? What's up, Ruby?

Nora: I'm not Ruby. I'm Nora!

Jaune: Oh! Uh, m-my bad... So, uh, what did you and Pyrrha need my help with?

Ren: Ren

Jaune: Oh...

Fun Fact: Bulls have small eyes, resulting in poor eyesight. This is commonly attributed to their poor reputation of attacking humans more often than other sharks, along with their ability to live in both sea and fresh water.

[ladykailitha]

If I Rescue You, Will You Rescue Me, Too? Part 17

Allison isn’t in this one much, and next chapter we say goodbye to her because she was starting to take up the narrative space that was meant for Eddie. And while I’ll miss her as much as everyone else, it is a Steve/Eddie fic and not Steve+Allison fic. Maybe after this is done, I’ll do a little one-shot with featuring her.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16

***

Steve was worried. Yes, yes, he was aware that was normal. But this was introducing his kids to his mom. He didn’t know if he should introduce them in batches or all at once.

Dustin took the decision out of his hands when he decided to show up at Eddie’s unannounced when his mom was there.

Eddie, Robin, Wayne, Allison and Steve had their heads over the real estate section of the newspaper.

Allison pointed to one. “This one is in Loch Nora. Four bedroom, three and half bath with an Olympic style pool.”

“What the hell is a half a bath?” Robin asked as she leaned over Allison’s shoulder.

There was a knock on the door and Eddie went to answer it while Allison explained what it was.

Dustin smiled up at him. “You know it’s great having you and Wayne in the neighborhood. It makes it easier to check up on you and Steve.”

Eddie sighed. “We’re busy, what do you want?”

Dustin was about to say when he heard Robin laugh. “Robin’s here, too?” Then he just barreled past Eddie to beeline straight for the kitchen.

He stopped short and cocked his head. “And who the hell are you?”

“Language!” Steve barked. “And you don’t get to talk to guests in someone else’s house like that.”

Eddie came up behind Dustin and knocked off his hat. “Yeah, butthead. She’s a guest in my house, you treat her with respect.”

“Come on, Eddie,” Dustin whined as he gathered his hat back up and put it on his head. “I was just surprised is all.”

Steve grinned. “Mom, this is Dustin Henderson. He’s the one I was telling you about that Eddie and I co-parent.”

Dustin’s eyes nearly bulged out of his head. “Mom?!”

“Dusty this is my mom, Allison Harrington,” Steve continued as if he hadn’t said anything.

Allison smiled. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you. Steven has told me all about you. Did you really build a radio tower all by yourself?”

Dustin’s face lit up and he started talking a mile a minute. Allison seemed to take it all in stride as she nodded along and asked questions at the appropriate times.

After he was done explaining he turned to Steve. “Are you sure she’s your mother? But she is super smart.”

Eddie knocked his hat off again. “Behave.”

Allison also frowned. “As a wise man once said, if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree it will think itself stupid. My Steven has different strengths. And let’s not forget that the original NASA astronauts weren’t scientists and scholars but test pilots. Meathead jocks with an adrenaline addiction and little regard for their own safety.”

Dustin blinked. “Oh. That does sound like Steve.” He bent to pick his hat up again and adjusted it so it wouldn’t get knocked off as easily.

“What do you want, Genius Child?” Robin asked. “You came over for a reason. What was it?”

Dustin looked down at his feet and mumbled. “I haven’t got to spend much time with Steve since he moved out of his parents’ house...”

Steve’s shoulders sagged. “I’m sorry, bud. Come here.”

Dustin shuffled over to him and let Steve wrap his arms around him. He put his head on Steve’s chest and sighed.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered.

“For what?” Steve asked. “For wanting to hang out with me? Don’t be. I’ve just been super busy with work and volunteering and trying to find a place to live...and you’ve been in school. So it was just a matter of us missing each other, okay?”

Dustin nodded.

Allison cleared her throat. “Why don’t Robin and I scope out the place in Loch Nora and meet back here in a couple of hours? That way Dustin can hang out with Eddie and Steven. And Robin and I will come back let you know if it’s worth looking at? How does that sound?”

Steve pulled away from Dustin to look at him. “That sound good, bud?”

Dustin nodded.

Allison gathered up the newspaper and her keys, Robin following behind as they walked to the door. They said goodbye to everyone.

Wayne looked up at the clock. “Looks like it’s about time for me to get ready for work. You boys take care, all right?”

Eddie, Dustin and Steve all nodded.

“So what did you want to do, butthead?” Eddie asked, his hands on his lower back.

Dustin pulled off his backpack with a smile. “So I was thinking that we could build Steve a D&D character.”

Steve rolled his eyes. “You know I’m not going to play, so why make me a character?”

Dustin rolled his eyes. “Not like that. You as a D&D character. I figured with you and Eddie helping I could show you how badass your are.”

Steve frowned. “You think I’m badass?”

“Of course!” Dustin said. “And don’t think I hadn’t noticed that the clothes you’ve been wearing isn’t your normal style.”

Eddie scoffed. “Only after I told you.”

Dustin rolled his eyes. “Yes, and after you brought up, I began to notice it myself.”

Steve frowned at both of them. “I wear my regular clothes.”

Eddie wagged his finger back and forth and tsked. “Not true, my Stevie. The outfits you’ve worn lately have been longer in the sleeve and always collared. You haven’t worn a sweater or t-shirt since Vecna.”

“And you always wear an undershirt,” Dustin said. “Something you would only do if the shirt you were wearing was loose, like your Scoops Ahoy uniform.”

Steve gulped.

“Even when we went to Indy, you seemed to melt into the background,” Eddie said. “Something that I know isn’t you.”

Steve looked at the ground and shoved his hands in his pockets. “I didn’t think anyone would notice.”

“I noticed, big boy,” Eddie said. “It’s bothering you, isn’t it? The road rash? It hurts?”

Steve nodded. “My mom got mad at the doctor for not giving me something for the itch at the very least. But by that point it was already starting to flake off. It’ll scar because they didn’t do anything about it.” He sighed. “I–I know I shouldn’t care. They’re proof I survived, but...” his voice cracked.

“What are you afraid of?” Dustin sneered. “That your good looks are gone now?”

When Steve didn’t say anything Eddie thumped Dustin on the head.

“Ow!” he protested. “What was that for?”

“That’s exactly what the problem is, you dumbass,” Eddie said. “And that’s what I was trying to indicate with his sudden change of style.”

“I just don’t understand what the big deal is,” Dustin said. “He’s been a badass for years. He doesn’t need his good looks when he’s got a nail bat. That’s why I wanted to make the D&D character to show him is strengths. So he can see on paper how cool he is.”

Steve and Eddie looked at each other in amazement.

“Oh,” Steve said softly.

“I wasn’t trying to be an ass,” Dustin whined. “I just don’t get why it upset him so much.”

“Because I know my reputation, okay,” Steve said through gritted teeth. “Dumb Steve ‘The Hair’ Harrington. A pretty face with the charm to match. King Steve the Jock, who’s toned and hot. Good looks and an empty head. Great to go to for beauty and dating advice, but not much else. I know! Okay?”

Dustin opened his mouth to argue, but stopped. “I didn’t know you felt that way.”

“It’s not like you kids do anything to dispel that image,” Eddie said, crossing his arms over his chest and looking down. “Because when I ask questions no one tells me that I’m an adult and shouldn’t have to be told everything.” He raised an eyebrow at Dustin.

Dustin’s jaw dropped. “Oh shit.”

“I appreciate you wanting to show Steve his strengths in a very tangible way, I do,” Eddie said. “But if you really want Steve to feel better about himself, try starting with dialing back on the insults.”

Eddie pushed his fingers into his eye as tamped down on his rising temper. “That was something I didn’t understand. I was talking to Steve telling him how much everyone talked him up. Lucas, you, and even Mike. All ranted and raved about how awesome Steve was. But he didn’t believe me!” Steve looked up and bit his bottom lip, fighting back the tears.

Eddie straightened up and walked toward Dustin, putting himself between Steve and him. “But the second I saw you kids with Steve, I got it. And none of the older siblings get the absolute shit Steve does. Not even Lucas and he’s got Erica as a younger sister.”

Dustin stared up at Eddie, tearing up. “I didn’t realize it had gotten so bad. I’m sorry, Steve.”

“We can do the character sheet if you want,” Steve said, “but yeah, what he said.” He pointed to Eddie. “You and I give each other shit as brothers but seriously Eddie and I couldn’t figure out why you wanted to hang out with us when all you talked about was how cool the other guy was.”

Dustin shuffled his feet and blushed. “I wanted you guys to be friends at the very least. I thought if I kept saying how awesome you guys were that you’d want to meet. It never occurred to me that you might get jealous of each other.”

Eddie tilted his head forward and the side. “Uh, dude...I know the rest of that was important and very sweet, but what did you mean by ‘at the very least’?”

Dustin just continued to look at his feet, scuffing the kitchen tile with the side of his sneaker.

“Dusty?” Steve asked. “You can tell us, we won’t be mad. I promise.” He looked over at Eddie who nodded.

“No judgment, bud,” Eddie agreed. “But you’ve got to tell us.”

Dustin let out a dramatic sigh. “I kept trying to set Robin and Steve up, but they kept saying that they were incompatible and just strictly Platonic with a capital P.”

Eddie raised an eyebrow at Steve who half shrugged. “It is what it is.”  

“So, anyways,” Dustin continued. “I figured maybe it was because Steve was secretly gay and that’s why he kept striking out with girls. And I knew Eddie was so...”

Eddie doubled over with laughter as Steve placed his hands on his hips and looked up the ceiling, pursing his lips and trying not to laugh, too.

“You were trying to set us up?” Eddie asked between gasps of laughter.

“It only sounds stupid when you say it like that,” Dustin grumbled.

Eddie and Steve shared a glance.

“Should we tell him?” Steve asked.

Eddie cocked his head to the side. “I don’t know, he does already have an over-inflated ego as it is. This might tip it over into epic mode.”

Steve tapped his lips. “That’s certainly true. But he’ll find out eventually and he’ll be upset we didn’t tell him when we had the chance.”

Eddie stopped giggling and sighed. “That’s certainly true. And for all his faults, we do love the little butthead.”

“That we do,” Steve said solemnly.

“Can someone please explain to me what’s going on?” Dustin asked, his head swimming with the possibilities of what they could be talking about.

Eddie grinned and walked over to Steve. Steve blushed as he realized what he was going to do.

Eddie wrapped one arm around Steve, the other hand reaching up to cup his cheek fondly. Then he pressed their lips together in a slow, searing, beautiful kiss.

Dustin began jumping up and down squealing with barely contained joy. “Oh my god! This is awesome!”

Steve broke away from the kiss and Dustin could see that he was completely red.

“How long?” he asked excitedly.

Steve buried his head in Eddie’s shoulder to hide his rising embarrassment.

Eddie licked his lips. “Since Indy.”

“Steve, you smooth motherfucker,” Dustin cooed. “Did you take him to the concert to woo Eddie?”

When Eddie just laughed and Steve buried his head further into Eddie’s neck, Dustin gasped.

He playfully pushed at Steve. “You could have said, asshole! I wouldn’t have pushed so hard to do something nice for Eddie, too. I would have done my own thing, dumbass.”

Steve lifted his head up and blinked at Dustin. “Really?”

Dustin rolled his eyes. “Yes!” He threw his arms in the air. “Of course I would have. Plus, now that I know that you like Eddie back, I wouldn’t have tried to get you to give back the vest because it would be a really shit thing to do as if Eddie gave it to you, it would have been a declaration of his feelings for you.”

Eddie blinked at Dustin whose mouth had been running at a mile a minute. Steve on the other hand blushed deep.

“It’s a good thing I talked to Jeff and got skinny on that before I did something that stupid,” Steve acknowledged. “So I made him one to give back to him.”

Dustin giggled again and started hopping up and down.

“Dude!” Steve said, hands on his hips. “You’re going re-injure your ankle if you keep that up.”

“I don’t care!” Dustin squealed. “This is so freaking awesome. Can I see it? The vest I mean. You don’t have to because it’s personal, but yeah...”

Eddie laughed. “Yeah you can see it.” He went to go grab it.

Dustin immediately threw his arms around Steve. “This is so amazing. I’m so happy that you guys are a couple. And I completely understand you not telling me. Shit must be so scary for you guys.”

Steve nodded and hugged Dustin back.

“So do a lot of people know?” he asked, shyly. But Steve heard the real question of ‘Am I the last to know?’

Steve shook his head. “Wayne was the first to know.”

Dustin took a step back. “Makes sense.”

“Then Robin,” Steve continued.

“Best friend privileges,” Dustin agreed. “Well best friend your age anyway.”

Steve ruffled his hair. “Absolutely. I don’t have a secret handshake with just anyone.”

“You better not!” Dustin said mock seriously.

“Um...” Steve said. “Jeff was the next to know.”

Dustin nodded again. “You mentioned you talked to him about the battle vest, make sense that he understand the meaning behind, too.”

“Nancy...” Steve said with a grimace.

Dustin exploded. “What?!”

“She figured it out on her own,” Steve said. “They don’t call her Nancy Drew for nothing, after all. Plus, I’ll admit to panicking the day we went to Indy.”

Dustin narrowed his eyes. “Which meant Robin was panicking.”

“Yep,��� Steve said. “So we called her in to help make sure I didn’t forget anything.”

“So far so good,” Dustin admitted. “Anyone else?”

“Just one,” Steve said, he licked his lips and looked down at the floor.

“Who?” Dustin asked, frowning a little.

“Will,” Eddie said from the doorway.

Dustin turned to see Eddie in the vest, leaning up against the doorframe with his arms crossed.

Dustin’s brain was warring between the information that Will knew before he did and how metal Eddie’s new vest looked. His lizard brain went for the shiny.

“That looks so cool!” he shrieked.

Eddie walked into the kitchen and did a slow turn to show off the whole vest.

“A Corroded Coffin t-shirt?” Dustin cried. “That’s freaking awesome! And Steve did all of it?”

“Yup,” Steve said, grateful that Dustin focused on the vest and not why Will knew before him. He didn’t out Robin and he sure the hell wasn’t going to out Will, either. “Jeff, Gareth, and Brian all showed me the different pins and patches all meant. And then showed me how to sew them on.”

“Brian likes you better now,” Eddie said with a chuckle.

Steve huffed out a laugh. “I’ll bet he does. With all the swag you brought home. I bet he wishes he was nicer to me before we left so I could get Ozzy’s signature for him.”

“Let’s get making up that character sheet,” Eddie said, “shall we?”

Dustin lit up again and his attention was taken off the vest and Will. Both Eddie and Steve breathed a sigh of relief.

***

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[silvermags]

RWBY Reaction Part 1

So! Storytime: When the RT shutdown was announced, I was of course very sad, but I also got anxious, because a very dear friend of mine, @ajelementus had previously expressed the desire to watch RWBY with me, and at the announcement I was worried that we would not be able to, since at the time we didn't know if RWBY would be coming back. So, we found a time, and we marathoned all the way through RWBY over the course of about four days, finishing just ahead of the website deletion. I spent the whole time writing down our reactions, and now, in honor of RWBY being so back (!) I'm releasing them. This will be part 1, covering volumes 1-6. I'll do a second post later with V7-Beyond, and maybe I'll even release the RWBYxJustice League reactions too!

Actual reactions under the cut. Important note, I had already watched RWBY before, but AJ never had. My reactions will be black, AJ's green, quotes from the show in bolded red, and any other notes in purple italics. With that, let's get to it!

-AJ twigged to Ruby's reference fast.

-I forgot how much of a piece of work Weiss is.

-“No one will know we're working together” “Sweetheart, everyone knows you're working together.”

-“I drink milk” “There we go.”

-”I'm pretty sure they'd actually intervene.”   “Let's hope.”

-”YoU wiLL bE fAlLiNg”

-AJ’s current favorites:  Ruby and Jaune, but "Ren and Nora's dynamic is fun."

-About Pyrrha:  “Good shot.”

-Ruby Weiss partnership “Mwahaha.”  “Seems fitting.”

-“Attacked out of turn”  I forgot about that.  Man Weiss was sheltered.

-Yang watching Ruby “You and I know what that was.”  “My baby sister’s doing it!”

-”Why would you ask if they’ve been discriminated against?  It's like asking if anyone's experienced racism!”

-This is pretty humiliating for Cardin, Jaune's not even trained and he's holding his own better than him.

-I love Penny 

-”Wait, you weren't supposed to know she's a faunus yet.” “I'm not?  But her last name, it makes sense she's part beast.”

-”I like Blake's music.”

-Before docks fight “I can't wait to see what Penny does because I know she's gonna be OP.” 

-After: “I was right.”

-”Is she an android?” “You keep figuring things out way faster than you should.”

-“There's plenty of fish in the sea.” In unison: “Hint.  Hint.”  “He'll get a clue eventually.”

-“I've made friends that will last a lifetime.” Me internally:  aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

-AJ’s favorites as of the dance:  Blake and Pyrrha.

-”She's gonna lose because of the shoes, isn't she?”

-About the white fang “They are very bad shots.” “Although I suppose if they did hit we might not notice because of aura.”  “True.”

-“this doesn't make sense.”  Three seconds later “this doesn't make sense!”

-Blake kicks Torchwick’s head.  “Good shot.”  “He deserves that.”

-During the V2 finale “I don't trust them [Atlas] one bit.  They're gonna be the enemy, mark my words.”

-”I feel like there's something about the Grimm we're missing.”

-”I don't trust him.”  Ironwood “You have to trust me.” “I don't!”

-”The Amity colosseum flies.”  “Until it falls.  That's how it usually goes.”

-“I don't know who to trust.  These people are either evil or really bad at not being ominous.”

-”Silver, why are they being so stupid.”  

-”I don't want her to change. They're cute.  Don't ruin it.  Aaaaa!”

-“Wait, is this a show where people die?” (I laughed so hard at this.)

-We had to skip over Penny's death.  I told her what happened, but it was too much.

-“Grimm attack incoming” “Oh good, everyone's feeling super emotionally stable right now.”

-”They do not have enough airships for the evacuation.” 

-How did they get the Grimm on the airships?

-”Roman is way too casual to be participating in total civilizational collapse.”  “I get the feeling he doesn't know the big picture.  Then again, he's participating.”

-”Aha, they [the robots] ARE the problem.  Just not the way I thought.  Go Ruby go!”

-When the dragon emerged “That's great.”  (The most sarcastic I have ever heard her.)

-AJ’s least favorite character as of v3e11: Mercury.

-“Lie, steal, cheat, and survi-” “Well that was unexpected.  It was so random!”

-about Adam: “creep”

-”Well we're just dropping like flies.”

-AJ is doubtful that Oz is dead.

-In the tiniest voice I've ever heard from her:  “Pyrrha.”

-Wow that animation jump is bigger than I remembered.

-”I'm glad Ruby teamed up with Team Juniper.”

-Ooh boy, here she comes.

-I don't know what's wrong with Tyrian,  but it is not a small thing.

-Seriously, what is Oscar doing?  And why? 

-“I don't think that's gonna work.”  “big mistake.”

-“Right, then I will” Run for it.

-I forgot how great this music is.

-Me @ Jacques Schnee:  Blech.

-AJ about ironwood:  “I like him now, I was wrong, but I was right about the robots!”

-I reiterate:  whatever is wrong with Tyrian is not a small thing.

-Jacques is a terrible person.

-”Weiss needs to go to Ironwood.”

-As of now, Jacques is riding in AJ’s least favorite list, along with Tyrian.  Favorites are Jaune and Ruby again.

-”Qrow and Tyrian fight is cool.”

-”It's the shire moment.  [For Oscar]”

-Baby Ren is adorable and this episode tears my heartstrings.

-AJ doesn't think that the flashback in Kuroyuri has the characters' accents matching Ren.

-Poor baby Nora

-“You didn't drag us along, you gave us the courage to follow you.” “I knew I'd like this guy.”

-I'm literally crying, I forgot how much Ren losing his parents hurt.

-I hate the nuckelavee so, so much.  It makes the WORST sounds.

-“Go Nora!  Only close one of your boyfriend's hands around his ancestral weapon so he doesn't cut himself!”

-Weiss escapes:  “finally!”

-Watts really did just put his feet on the table, didn't he.

-AJ thinks Shay’s name is great.  I think he's a sleazeball.

-You startled my dog, Mr. Pilot man.

-Oscar's switch is creepy.

-AJ agrees with Nora.  

-I think Weiss would literally rather die than go back to Jacques, which is fair and valid.

-Oscar has jumped to AJ’s favorite.

-I love the old West music they keep giving Yang.  On a related note, AJ burst out laughing when Shay said he's dead.

-“I've known that Vernal is spring since the first time we saw her.”  (Me internally:  are you sure?)

-Qrow's list.  “That's not a good sign.”

-Raven’s voice is really nasal.

-I cannot believe a nomadic bandit tribe is hauling around all this crap.

-“Raven is a nosey spy.”

-“There's revelations left and right.”

-It's strange and amazing seeing Weiss defend Blake.

-“Someone didn't have her aura up and got the wind knocked out of her when she got divebombed.”

-“Oh look, he took off his armor.” “What was he saying about…”

-Watching this knowing all the songs is so cool, I'm catching way more details than the first time.

-“The return of the gun-chucks!”

-“Fennick is not so bright.”

-I love that Blake's crisscross straps are a Menagerie style.

-“[Cinder] needs to go down.”

-There's something wrong with Hazel too.

-AJ has called the healing semblance nearly ten minutes early.  Best guesser I've ever met.

-“That's a perfect semblance for Jaune.”

-After the raven reveal, “Should have gone with my original instinct.  We didn't know about the maidens then, but there was something.”

-Forever Fall playing when Jaune says he still believes Pyrrha!

-“I love how [Jaune's] semblance is what Pyrrha did for him.”

-“Why would you pose on something that's actively falling?”  “She can fly.”

-“It's interesting how there's layers of villains.  We don't like Raven, but we really don't like Cinder.”

-”What the heck is up with Emerald’s understanding of bones?”

-I forgot about Dee and Dudley.

-I didn't realize how early the diagonal checkerboard pattern showed up.  I think I saw it clear back at initiation.  Something to keep in mind for v9

-Cinder appears alive “Awwww”.

-“I was wondering what was up with the lady in the last season.”

-I never noticed that og Ozma sounds just like Oscar 

-Me and AJ @ the brother of light:  “what the heck?”

-Oh goodness, the unison guards.

-Ruby's theme in the background of the silver eye conversation, followed by “This'll Be the Day.”  So cool!

-“Emerald needs to put on a freaking shirt.”

-“They were all searching the city for him, and he literally just went shopping and came back to cook dinner.”

-Watching Lost was emotional for us.

-As of v6e9 AJ's favorite character would be Pyrrha if she was alive but is currently Oscar.

-We decided it would be easier and include less ads if we just found supercuts on youtube for the Adam vs. Blake and Yang and Cordovan fights, so some stuff here may be out of order.

-“Man Adam is a creep.”

-Me @ Adam every time he opens his mouth:  gagging noises.

-“Well, I think he's dead.”

-“An impressive mech.”

-“What is even the point of this [for cordovan]?” "Ego?”

-I feel like if you hadn't brought the giant robot out to try and beat up a bunch of teenagers, it would still be operational to fight the giant monster.

-“Oh boy, this one has a breath weapon.”   “That's no fair.”

-“Better go, before [Cordovan] changes her mind again.”  

-“All these floating things make me nervous.”

-I forgot they put the northern lights behind Atlas.  So pretty!

-“Oh boy, now she has flying monkeys!”   “I love all the things they throw in, they're fun.  Bad, but fun.”

[waitingx2xdie]

xnoraxcarpenterx asked: thread where kat & em meet darcy for first time

Darcy hadn’t exactly been PREPARED for Nora to walk through those glass double doors with COMPANY in tow. She’d expected the older woman, and was currently at the register, leaning over PLAYFULLY with a lollypop in her mouth, playing with it, smiling, calling out to Nora. “Well if it isn’t, Mrs Carpenter~ Here for another slice of cherry--” AND THEN SHE CHOKED ON HER LOLLY.  Cough. Cough. Fist thumping her chest. “Oh, shit, this must be the sister and roommate. Sorry about that…” DEEP. BREATHS. DARCY. She assumed the SISTER was the blonde, and so hazel eyes made a POINT of sizing up the brunette jealously, measuring up her competition. Stepping out from behind the counter, she curtsied. “So what can I get you? Ordering to go or I can lead you to a booth, or, counters right there. We have all kinds of coffee, are famous for our cherry pie AAAND our apple pie’s pretty good, too. Could I get you a menu…” Tongue anxiously fiddled with her lollypop in her mouth as she awaited their response with BAITED BREATH. In a way, she WANTED Nora’s friend and sister to like her. TO ACCEPT HER. However, seeing how they were both AT LEAST thirty made her feel a little bit like a FISH OUT OF WATER. Seriously, all this talk of what Darcy saw in Nora and why she didn’t go for people HER AGE, why the Hell was Nora wasting her time on a dumb twenty-year-old when she had friends and company her own age? She might have YOUTHFUL EXUBERANCE on her side when it came to looks, but there was no shot she was gonna be able to keep up intellectually with people ten years her senior…

Kat wasn’t sure what to expect as she entered the SKYLINE CAFE. Though she pretty much DEMANDED to meet Darcy and be part of her life, if Darcy was going to be a part of Nora’s. BETTER THE DEVIL YOU KNOW, AND ALL THAT JAZZ. But to walk through those double doors to find a PRETTY YOUNG THING had her NERVOUS. Blondie was maybe 19? 20? 22 at a stretch? Benefit from the natural tightness and perkiness that Kat had to ACTIVELY WORK to maintain. She didn’t like it. How was she supposed to measure up to the GIFTS OF YOUTH? “Darcy, right?” Tone was a little COLDER than it probably should’ve been, and Nora was probably gonna kick her under the table the first chance she got. “I’ve heard about you. And your CHERRY PIES. Apparently, it’s the BEST IN NEW YORK.” Eyes glanced across to Nora. “I’d appreciate it if you keep the flirtations to a MINIMUM tonight…” The truth was, she didn’t want Nora flirting with Darcy AT ALL. But for the sake of civility, she’d let Nora read between the lines. “Whatever Nora wants. Though I’d at least like a coffee. Americano Grande, six sweeteners, no milk, no creamer.” Turn to Nora and Emily. “Anyone else?” She really was NOT comfortable being here. And she damn sure wasn’t comfortable to have waltzed in on Darcy ALREADY trying to chat up HER woman. Let alone the way she’d eyed Kat herself up like she was COMPETITION. There was no competition. There wasn’t allowed to be competition. Kat would make sure of it. “That won’t be a problem, will it?” Eyes flashed to Nora again.

 Emily just sighed, shoulders dropping, head tilting, glaring across to Darcy with a look, like, ‘Really?’ HOW DESPERATE COULD A GIRL GET? She was practically crawling over the counter to get to her big sister. Okay, so about as desperate as EMILY HERSELF, but Emily was a troubled sibling with a sister complex. Her feelings for Nora had been marinating in a cauldron of fucked up spices for like THIRTEEN YEARS STRAIGHT. What the Hell was Darcy’s excuse? “Yeah.” She spoke in exhale, trying to HIDE her DISAPPOINTMENT. “I’m the sister, Emily.” Hand reached out to shake Darcy’s and Darcy took it. “This is Kat.” Head nodded to Kat and Darcy moved to shake Kat’s hand, too. After a brief moment of hesitation, Kat took it, too. “Don’t mind her, she’s not much of a people’s person.” BUT ALSO DON’T EYE HER UP LIKE SHE’S YOUR ONLY COMPETITION HERE, THE FUCK?! Jaw screwed taut and her gaze snapped away, tongue pressing against teeth. “We’ll take a booth, thank you.” No shot was she letting Nora sit up on the counter next to THIS BITCH. And let Darcy hog ALL HER ATTENTION. However, she could see another girl working in the kitchen. God, she hoped Darcy didn’t call break, so she could sit in the booth with them… “I’ll have a caramel latte, thank you.” With that, she turned to Nora. “So, that’s Darcy, huh? I can see why you took her number… She’s a pretty little thing. Blonde, too…” Whispers in Nora’s ear. Yes, she WAS insinuating EXACTLY what it sounded like she was insinuating.

[spahhzy]

Jaune: Hey, Bleiss, nice tie! *thumbs up* How are you?

Weiss looks at annoyed: Arc has mistaken me for some buffoon named Bleiss . It seems logical cause she also works at 'H&H' and does the exact same thing I do. She also has a pension for exquisite dresses and great glasses. We even go to the same stylist, although I have slightly better hair..

Jaune: So how goes the Dust deals and photoshoot?

Weiss: it's...going exceptionally well.

Jaune: Really? That great! Oh, uh, and how's Pyrrha? She is a really great girl, isn't she?

Weiss: Oh yes, I'm very lucky...

Yang: VB! Congratulations on the new sales record!

Jaune: Ah gee, thanks!

Blake: Listen, Jaune, Fish?

Jaune looks at them before pulling out a picture and hands it to Blake: Get that to Ren for next weeks photo cover challange, and you know me, Blake, I'm just a phone call away!

Blake takes the picture: What about friday?

Jaune: Oh can't unfortunately I got a dinner reservation at 8:30pm at Ambrosious with Neo.

Yang, Blake, and Weiss look at each other before Jaune waves goodbye to them.

Yang: How the hell did he get a Friday night reservation at Ambrosious!

Blake: maybe he is bluffing.

Weiss looking at the photograph still in Blake's hands, reaches into her bag before also pulling out a photograph.

Yang: What's that ice queen?

Weiss slides the photo to the group, revealing a back shot of the Schnee Cheeks.

Weiss: New photo from the photoshoot. What do you think?

Yang: wooah, very nice!

Weiss: Nora emailed them to me yesterday.

Blake: Nice Pose.

Weiss: Jack-o-pose, and the lighting was natural sunlight.

Yang: That's very cool, Ice Queen, but that's nothing... look at this.

Yang reaches into her bag and pulls out a photo of her as well, She too was in the same Jack-O-pose her butt was the main feature of the photo, as well as some of her breasts were visible due to the size of Yang booba's.

Yang: Jackopose while using these ol' girls to spice up the rest...what do you think.

Weiss swallowed a lump in her throat as the jealousy began to set it.

Blake: Woah, look at you getting all fancy. Who would a thought?

Weiss: I can't believe Blake prefers Yangs ass too mine!

Blake: But wait... you haven't seen anything yet.

Blake sets Jaune's photo down before digging into her own bag and pulling out her own photo.

Blake: Feast your eyes on the bellabooty...

It was Blake in the exact same Jackopose as Yang, Weiss, and nothing was different from them others but could tell the her butt was bigger than both Weiss and Yangs.

If Weiss's jealousy wasn't skyrocketing already, it was now.

Weiss kept a straight face as she rubbed her hands together.

Weiss: Impressive...very nice...hey let's see Jaune's photo!

Blake and Yang looked at each other before putting away their photo's timidly as Blake flipped over Jaune's photo, and Blake showed Jaune photo to Weiss.

Jaune was doing some barbell squats, in only but some shorts, the sweat gleaming down his body, but nothing was more proficient than the indomitable Arc Ass.

Weiss: Look at those glorious round cheeks, the tasteful thickness of them...oh my god, I could get lost in them!

Weiss dropped the photo from her hands before standing up and walked out without a word to the others, whomst just looked at her confused.

-

Weiss is feeling 'Hip to be Square'.

[the-himawari]

A3! Sakisaka Muku - Translation [SSR] MANKAI Feature (2/3)

*Please read disclaimer on blog

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Muku: …

Cat: …

Kazunari: The kitty keeps glancing back from time to time.

Muku: It looks like it's checking whether we’re still keeping up.

Kazunari: Wait, could it be taking us to some kinda unknown world!?

Yuki: Isn’t it just worried about us following it from behind? I bet it’s used to humans.

Cat: …

-pause-

Kazunari: We’ve arrived in front of the station before we knew it. Oh, I’ve never seen that food truck before!

Muku: Wow, they have so many adorable baked goods.

Yuki: This is the first time I’ve seen a food truck here.

Clerk: Good afternoon and welcome! You see, I started coming around here just recently.

Kazunari: I see!

Muku: Woah, look! They have fish-shaped desserts!

Yuki: Oh, they’re cute. And they look tasty.

Kazunari: Well, since we’re here, let’s buy some for us and some as a gift for the rest of Summer troupe!

Muku: Yes! Good idea.

Clerk: Thank you very much!

Cat: …

Yuki: That cat is staring over here.

Muku: Is it waiting for us?

Cat: Meow.

Muku: Yay… thank you!

Clerk: Alright, here you go. Your assorted cookies. Please do come again.

Kazunari: ‘Kay! Thank you.

Muku: Thank you very much! Look here kitty, we bought fish-shaped cookies.

Cat: Meow~. Meow, meow…

Kazunari: Oh, it started walking again!

Muku: Maybe it actually understands what we’re saying!

Yuki: I wonder about that.

Kazunari: It’s more fun believing it's true, isn’t it! I wonder where it’s gonna take us next 𝅘𝅥𝅮

-pause-

Cat: …

Muku: We’ve arrived back where we started… But I wonder if it’s guiding us somewhere?

Cat: Meow~.

Yuki: Ah, it stopped. …This is…

Muku: A taiyaki shop…? Come to think of it, the last place was also a store that had fish-shaped sweets. Do you like fish, kitty?

Cat: Meow~.

Kazunari: Since it took the trouble to bring us here, let’s go ahead and buy some taiyaki. Alright, one coarse red bean paste, one custard, and~…

Employee: Here you go. Thank you, come again.

Kazunari: Thanks~!

Cat: Meow, meow~.

Muku: Eh? Are you interested in the taiyaki? Hmm. I can’t feed it to the cat, but if I just show it to them… Here, take a look.

Cat: Meooow.

Muku: I can’t let you eat it. Sorry about that.

Kazunari: It looks satisfied though!

Muku: I wonder if it’s happy with just getting to see it…?

Yuki: It looks like it wants to say something…

Kazunari: Ahaha. We should’ve brought Sumi along too.

-pause-

Muku: …And that’s what happened!

Tsuzuru: Oh, sounds interesting.

Muku: The cat we bumped into in Veludo city kind of looked like Nora… The way it took the lead to lead us somewhere reminded me of Nora too. Seeing that really made me feel like going on a great adventure as Nora. It also looked like that cat was searching for things that were shaped like a fish…

Tsuzuru: I see… okay, how does something like this sound?

-pause-

Muku: …Wow, that’s wonderful!

Tsuzuru: Alright, I’ll head in that direction then.

Muku: Great! I’ll be counting on you.

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Duck's Rendition of Muppets Mayhem Season 2 Track 1.

hi ho muppetblr, I'm posting this now so I don't overthink it tonight.

Word Count; 2711

Please note; this entire thing is going to be extremely self indulgent, not in a shippy way, just, me taking headcanons i have about the characters and running far with them. This is also not beta read. I got too silly and posted it without anyone beta reading it. With that being said; Enjoy!

The bus was a complete bust. As hard as any of the band tried, it would not start back up. All it would do was sputter pathetically and spew smoke. As the Electric Mayhem all took turns looking pathetically at the now exposed engine, Nora got immediately to work calling a mechanic. After the call had been placed, she quickly turned around and approached the band.

“I just got done calling a mechanic, they should be here soon,” She announced happily.

The band cheered in delight at this information. Before long, they ended up back inside while waiting for the mechanic to arrive. While the Mayhem gathered around the table, Nora and Moog took a moment in a separate room to discuss a few things.

“Do we have any idea of where to go first?” Nora asked.

“Nah, the band usually just goes wherever the road takes them,” Moog explained, “They talk to the venue day of usually.”

Nora took a deep breath, still obviously getting used to the Electric Mayhem’s strange ways of doing what they do. Moog noticed this and quickly tried shifting topics.

“Uh, how long until the mechanic gets here?” He asked.

Nora checked on her phone for a moment before replying, “They’re about… five minutes away?”

“Awesome,” Moog answered awkwardly.

The air around them became rather awkward. That was until Nora noticed on the other side of the room, a polaroid camera sitting alone and unaccompanied. She walked over and picked it up.

“This is Zoot’s camera…” She said quietly, “I don’t think he remembers he doesn’t have it.”

Nora swiftly rushed out of the room, Moog quickly followed behind her. She headed into the main room where the band was set up in a circle, Dr. Teeth passing out cards. Nora pulled up a seat next to the saxophonist and handed him the camera.

“You seem to have misplaced this,” She said as she did so.

“My camera. Man, where did I leave it?” Zoot exclaimed, visibly excited to see his camera again. Almost immediately he snapped a picture of Nora, the flash leaving her stunned for a second.

“You, uh, left it here when everyone went off on their own to do solo projects,” Nora explained, trying to wipe the remnants of the flash from her eyes.

“We split up? When?” Zoot asked, now much more distressed.

“Well, it doesn’t matter now, because we’re back and better than ever,” Dr. Teeth interjected, throwing Zoot another card.

“What’re you even playing?” Nora asked as she watched Zoot sort the cards in his hand very poorly.

“A very ancient game about sorting cards into the most pairs and going fishing,” Dr. Teeth explained. Go fish. It was quite literally go fish.

Nora blinked for a moment, before being interrupted by the sound of a knock on the shack’s door. She quickly got up to answer it. On the other side was a very tired looking and rather gruff lady. She explained she was the mechanic and was here to fix the bus.

“Oh, terrific, it's right this way.” Nora led the mechanic to the bus.

The mechanic immediately got to inspecting it. She seemed quite shocked with the issues with it. The gruff mechanic began asking a few questions about the bus. Nora explained how it used to travel a lot but had been sitting in the garage for quite some time. This caused the mechanic to sigh.

“Look, It’ll take a bit,” She explained to Nora, “Are you willing to wait maybe about a few hours?”

“Yeah, take as much time as you need,” Nora reassured.

“Good, I’m gonna need it,” The mechanic grumbled.

~

Meanwhile, back inside the shack, the band was deep into an oddly heated game of go fish. Nora stood next to Moog and watched the chaos of it unfold.

“Hey, uh, Janice,” Floyd started, sounding desperate and tired, “Do you have any sevens?”

“Ooh, as much as it pains me to say this, I, like, don’t have any sevens,” Janice responded, unphased by Floyd’s desperation, “Go fish.”

Floyd let out a loud ‘nooo’ as he reached for the pile. He put the card into his ever expanding hand of cards. Notably his hand was much larger than the rest of the band’s. That mixed with the lack of matches near him made him a guaranteed loser of this intense game.

“Lips, do you, like, have any kings?” Janice asked.

Lips merely nodded and handed Janice a card. She took that card and matched it with a different one in her hand of just three cards, now leaving her with two.

“Zoot, dyou hav annines?” Lips asked in his typical mumbly fashion.

Zoot, who must have been asleep, shook himself awake before frantically looking through his cards. “Uh, go fish.”

Lips grumbled as he grabbed a card from the pile. After a few seconds of silence, it had seemed Zoot was once again asleep, having forgotten to ask anyone for a card. Eventually the game faded from their focus, now the band idly reminisced about their older days.

Soon, a thump on the door stirred everyone out of an evening daze. Nora got up and answered it. The gruff mechanic was on the other side.

“Bus is fixed,” She said in a monotone and tired voice.

“Cool, uh,” Nora said, “How much is all of that going to cost?”

“Oh, this is on the house,” the mechanic replied, her voice sounding a little warmer than before, “Just as a favour for my old teacher. Yeah, Lips taught me how to repair old vehicles. I owe him one.”

Nora was quite unsure how to respond. Before she could, though, the mechanic had quickly left. Nora closed the door and rejoined the band.

“We’re good to go!” She announced. The band cheered and all rushed out of their seats and out of the door.

Nora took a slower pace as she met with Moog. The two walked beside each other before stopping between the old bus and Moog’s truck.

“Are you joining us on the bus, or-” Nora began, her voice trailing off.

“Someone’s gotta bring the equipment,” Moog answered, before beginning to climb into the truck, “If you want you can join me?”

Nora paused, debating whether or not to take the offer. A loud thud from the bus prompted Nora to make her choice. Soon both vehicles left.

~

The bus travelled for a while before needing to stop at a gas station to refuel. As it pulled into the gas pump area, plans were immediately made as Dr. Teeth handed Floyd a wallet.

“You pay, I pump,” He offered.

“Works for me,” Floyd replied, “Any snack request?”

“How about one of them crunchy granola bars?” Dr. Teeth asked.

“Gotcha. How about Zoot? Any requests?” Floyd turned towards the back of the bus.

“Huh? Oh,” Zoot mumbled, “Bag of chips.”

“Right on, we’ll be right back.” With that, the fluffy bassman exited the bus, followed by the other members of the Mayhem sans Zoot and Teeth.

The inside of the gas station’s shop was easily described in two words: run down. Despite the grime, ripped up tiles, and obviously dangerous demeanour, the band remained cheerful as they entered. Nora and Moog remained close by.

Almost immediately, the Mayhem had filled a shopping basket with various snacks. The four muppets stood at the front of an isle and went over what all they had picked out.

“We got chips for Zoot,” Floyd began, “Funyuns for Animal-”

“FUNYUNS! FUNYUNS!!” Animal shouted, bouncing up and down.

“Pretzel sticks for Lips,” Floyd continued, unphased by Animal’s shouting, “Veggie straws for Janice, granola bars for Teeth, and Cheez-Its for me.”

Once everything was listed off, the band stopped crouching around the basket.

“You two want anything?” Floyd asked, looking at Nora and Moog with a blink.

“Oh, uh,” Moog started awkwardly, “I’m fine, I brought my own snacks in my truck.”

Floyd turned to face Nora with the same question. “Maybe just some gum?” Nora requested.

Floyd nodded, “Any specific brand?”

Nora shook her head, “No, just, uh, mint flavouring, though.”

“Got it,” Floyd replied, wandering into the candy aisle and putting several different brands of mint flavoured gum into the basket. Quickly, the orange haired muppet got distracted and put several other different candies in the basket as well.

Upon reaching the checkout, Floyd began handing the cashier the various treats he had gotten for the band. The cashier appeared increasingly annoyed as he scanned each item.

“Will that be all?” The cashier asked, once he finished scanning.

Floyd handed him a few $20 bills, “Can you put this on the pump with the bus? We got a long road trip ahead of us.”

~

As the members of the Mayhem exited the gas station, they arrived back at the bus to see Dr. Teeth having some kind of conversation over the phone as he pumped gas into the bus.

“I’m telling you, Twinkles, we haven’t even left the state yet, and you’re already trying to start this,” Dr. Teeth said into the phone.

Dr. Teeth visibly winced as the person on the other end, Penny, screamed at him over the phone.

“What is going on with them?” Nora asked with concern.

“Every time Penny and Teeth get back together Penny always starts some kinda lasting drama that she’ll scream for days on end to him about,” Floyd explained, “That's why they’ve broken up at least six times.”

“It’ll all, like, blow over and they’ll break up again,” Janice chimed in, “It all repeats every time they, like, meet.” Despite her usual cheery tone, Janice sounded disappointed about the whole thing.

The band boarded the bus once more and waited a little bit for their keyboard player to get off the phone and rejoin them. After a few more moments of yelling, it all went quiet as Penny had promptly hung up the phone. Dr. Teeth nodded solemnly before rejoining the rest of The Electric Mayhem.

“You alright?” Floyd asked in a respectful tone.

The doctor nodded, “Yeah…” without another word the bus was started up and began to drive away.

~

The band had been driving for a long while. By now the snacks had all been finished, stories had been shared, and chaos ensued. Nora was exhausted by all of this.

“Do you guys even know what venue you’re playing?” She asked.

Dr. Teeth nodded, “We’re here.”

The bus had been parked at a rather large venue. The band all piled out and began spreading out. Nora was last off. Needless to say she was quite confused by all the happenings. Lips communicated with some of the staff, Floyd had Animal by his leash and was being dragged around in an effort to get some energy out of Animal. Janice and Zoot were helping Moog unload equipment, and Dr. Teeth stood next to Nora with a proud expression on his face.

“How do you-” Nora asked, but was quickly cut off by the doctor.

“Just the mellodific magic of the Mayhem,” he answered.

“Weot a gig fo toniht aseen!” Lips called to the rest of the band.

“Well alright!” Dr. Teeth cheered as he hurried to help the rest of the band set up the equipment.

Nora approached Moog, “Now I know why you followed them for so long…” She said exhaustedly.

“They’re really something, huh,” Moog replied.

“Truly… something…” A third voice came, causing both Nora and Moog to flinch.

The voice belonged to a man in a blindingly white suit accompanied by a red tie. His expression was a mix of smug and disgusted and his stance provided an air of superiority to him.

“Who’re you?” Nora asked defensively.

The man chuckled and handed her a business card as white as his suit. “I am Seymour, a representative of Music United. I’ve come to make a deal with you.”

“What… kind of deal?” Nora asked, clearly suspicious of him.

“I propose we give you a large sum of money, and we get the rights to the band,” He offered smugly.

Nora and Moog exchanged equally angered looks. As if to say to each other ‘what kind of gaul does this man have to try that?’

“Yeah, no. Not happening,” Nora answered, quickly attempting to shoo him away.

“How much would change your mind?” Seymour asked.

“None. Now leave,” Nora said rather upsettedly.

“But! Don’t you even care about their futures? Shouldn’t you ask the band first!?” Seymour attempted to argue.

“Yeah, I think the band would agree about not wanting to be sold like property,” Moog chimed in.

Seymour huffed as he nearly tripped on his way out of the parking lot.

“That guy does not seem like a cool cat,” Floyd said from behind Nora and Moog.

“Ooh, his aura was, like, totally sinister,” Janice shivered, “Like a mouldy green bean…”

“You said it,” Nora replied, “But something tells me he’ll be back.”

~

Inside the venue, everything had been set up rather quickly. Kind staff showed Moog to the audio board, and he began doing sound checks with the band.

“Alright, Teeth, you’re up first,” Moog began.

“Well alright.” Dr. Teeth began pressing keys on his keyboard, a snippet of one of their songs.

“Excellent…” Moog said as he adjusted a few things on the board, “Floyd?”

“You got it.” Floyd joined in with the same song and hummed a few lyrics to it.

“Allright, Janice, your turn.”

“Fer sure,” Janice answered as she started strumming. The band was slowly but surely building up.

Moog pointed towards Animal, gesturing for him to start playing. Animal gladly obliged and started slamming the drums. As he did so he growled and shouted at the top of his lungs, enthralled in his own drumming madness.

“Yeah!” Moog shouted, clearly getting into it, “How about some sax?”

“You got it, Mort,” Zoot said before starting to play.

Moog adjusted a few more things on the board while bobbing his head, “Get in there, Lips!”

Lips nodded and joined in. The band revelled in their own jubilee despite the lack of an audience. Although it was quite short lived as the song ended rather quickly. The Mayhem cheered once it finished.

“Awesome! You guys sound great!” Moog shouted.

~

The concert was full of bright lights and life. Despite the short notice, the venue was almost entirely sold out within moments. The Electric Mayhem truly lived up to their name.

Their set list had contained plenty of their album songs, but also contained on the spot covers, each eliciting a roar of cheers from the audience.

But alas, just as quickly as the night began, the concert came to an end. The crowd dispersed and the band celebrated their concert within the greenroom.

“Terrific job out there tonight!” Nora cheered.

“Why thank you,” Dr. Teeth replied, “I think the first night of our most immacurific tour has been quite the success.”

Nora nodded, “Any idea what kind of hotel you want to stay in?” She asked the band.

“Hotel?” Floyd interjected before anyone else could answer, “No way, we sleep on the road!”

Nora felt unsure about this, “Are you sure? I don’t think it's smart to be driving all night like that…”

“Ooh, we, like, don’t drive all night, that’d totally just make us, like, so tired,” Janice explained, “We’re usually, like, parked overnight and totally sleep all together in a big pile! Fer sure!”

~

The band started unloading everything into the truck. Everyone except Lips, who was frozen in horror at the sight of the amount of trash leftover by the fans. As far back as he remembered, everyone threw away their trash on the way out. What had changed?

“Lips? You alright, buddy?” Nora asked, tapping him on the shoulder.

“I donet it,” Lips started, “ereon usto take alleir rashithem, noeave iall oer thround. I’sad fo thnvironment…”

Nora paused. She never really thought about that. Venues usually always had large trash cans. Why would people still leave their trash everywhere? But before she could reply, Lips had vanished into the seats of the venue and was already picking up trash with the rest of the staff.

Something told Nora this was going to be a long tour.