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cutegirlmayra · 4 years ago

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Hiiiiii, I rly like your writing X3 I was wondering if you’d answer this question: What is your interpretation of what SEGA is doing with SonAmy as of right now? Seems like it’s becoming more and more canon. I know you’ve done similar question before, but could you maybe just answer this for 2021? Thanks!💖💙

No problem! And thank you, lovely Anon~<3 I love writing for the feels~ But also for the accuracy to be as close as possible if I can manage it! First of all, they’ve always been canon? Maybe not ‘in-world dating’ canon but canon in the sense that they are a official SEGA advertised couple since the get-go.

Amy was created to literally be in the slot of ‘Sonic’s Girlfriend’ where she had feelings for Sonic and always a fun mystery as to decipher Sonic’s subtle ‘returned caring’ for her.

As for 2021 we are so FREAKIN’ HAPPY to hear that SEGA is FINALLY marketing the two and VISUALLY SEEING the sales of their ‘couple shirts’ and the like make some profit. Furthermore, we have long-time fans and professionals in the careers within SEGA also vocalizing that they don’t mind the couple and even support it. With less emphasis on the ‘fandom fanatics’ of the raging past and more so on the fantastic marketability and popularity the couple brings to SEGA’s exposing their main IP, it’s become almost common ground to expect more and more people liking romantic and suggested romantic couples in all ranging medias.

We need also mention the alarming rate of the worrisome numbers in Japan recently. Conducted studies have shown that most of Japan’s population is elderly, and in the very near future (About 5 years or so) a good chuck of Japan’s population will die. This means the Japanese Government is promoting more and more companies within both entertainment, advertising, etc. to be more ‘promoting family’ in their media. Japan needs more babies! And guess what?

Mario Odyssey comes out with a completely ‘Wedding themed’ video game.

Dramatic romantic underlying's in Zelda’s new game.

Final Fantasy 7 Remake’s focus on romantic underlying’s along with Cloud willingly saying (English version) “Do I have any say in this?” As though to fight the idea that romance can’t happen and-

Kingdom Hearts 3′s romantic underlying that literally has a song (Japanese) talking about rings and getting married called “Chikai” or also ‘Oath’ that in English is rewritten to a romantic song about going deeper into love called “Don��t Think Twice” but literally has the two ‘making their fates intertwined’ in a symbol of ‘romantic intentions’ such as marriage or even just fidelity in a relationship.

So? How does all this influence the latest Sonamy supersonic boom we’ve seen in the media recently?

Although Sonic is his own character, he’s also only 15 (But as many of you have seen in Anime, Japanese ages of appropriateness are different then our own cultures and societies) we see faint glimpses. In the mostly American-made Sonic Boom t.v series, the comedic moments of Sonic and Amy are very much to a genre of American audiences and how we view ‘funny love’ should normally be marketed as. (I don’t always agree with what they say, but that’s how they’re trained and believe the ‘trends’ go... so ... can’t argue with professionals? Eh? -I personally think they’re outdated *cough cough*)

Sonic is not one to express feelings in overly dramatic ways which is common place in American television and media, but he’s also got a ‘boy’s heart’ which means we won’t see a lot of things from him BESIDES ‘romantic underlyings’ that are probably going to be initiated and themed mostly and primarily in Amy Rose’s character (If at all shown or expressed.)

For these reasons, I believe SEGA is just hopping on the bandwagon and doing what they’re told, while also following the latest trends that the other big fellow companies are making a significant profit on. I know we wish and want SEGA to be ‘special’ in how they think, but they really are just a company that is trying to survive and outlast the competition.

It’s sad to think that way, especially when SEGA used to be so creative and always influencing the next best thing but that was YEARS ago and they’ve learned to tread water since then...

(Goku being a grandfather emphasizes family in this particular scene where they take his granddaughter before a big tournament fight to a fair/festival. We see Goku with his family too, or at least, a successful son with his wife and daughter, spending time with his Father-In-Law, and the like.)

We see it in Dragon Ball emphasizing family, we see it in more romance-themed animes (and those that have only recently done romance, when they--for the longest part--never indulged in such things before or previously) and we now see more japanese games and media centralized around that.

What does that mean for Sonamy? Hopefully good things! Because if you buy the merch, they’ll produce more content. It’s a basic ‘supply and demand’ formula. If the demand (meaning how much you spend and want Sonic and Amy couple merch) goes up, then they have to supply to keep their business afloat. If they don’t they sink, but that DOES NOT MEAN TO BE AGRESSIVE. It means just support when they do something you like, and positively, kindly mention what you liked and wish to see more of if the future allows. No one reads aggressive writing unless, they too--wish to be aggressive back.

SEGA’s had issues with aggressiveness before, please let them see that couples in the sonic world won’t have a negative impact on their branding with irrational and bad-media frenzies. (Now, after saying this, I know people will start to do just that, don’t feed fire with fire, just let the fire burn till it has nothing left to consume, and carry on happily posting fanart or fanstories of what you love. Ignore to extinguish, which is what SEGA will do to Sonic shipping fans if we don’t act somewhat reasonably, okay?)

My predictions are such: 1. Amy’s crush will sadly lessen in impact and become more of a novelty, something that is treasured when moments arise to reveal her crush on Sonic, which in my opinion, is not her personality, but due to the heavy influence of women’s portrayal (Especially in America) being overemphasized and not done well, this is how they will try and combat it... (No one does this right and you shouldn’t base a characters solely on political reasonings...) 2. Sonic will have moments of caring for Amy or doing something sweet that can and probably will be interpreted as ‘a couple moment’ but he’ll remain mostly about other things, and the ‘underlying romance’ will have to come through Amy Rose’s character. 3. SEGA will loosen some rules after seeing more and more of the productivity and trend associated with marketing romance, and to keep up with demand and growing times, will finally let small moments emerge between the two, but the fandom will not be satisficed since we will now be desensitized to overly avert demure and oblivious stereotropes that will date their characters. and won’t allow them to proceed smoothly into the new area of customers and audiences.

Children are becoming extremely observant and aware. They are clever, and they always have been. It’s time to market to Children and Young Adults, not babies.

My ways to avoid this, predictions 1: New employees will surface that will start to get a name and reputation in the Sonic Fandom, along with youtube and internet stars who will influence certain marketing schemes (as is starting to appear now, and I feel will be just like ‘star marketing’ or ‘influencers’ that will be popularized in fandoms that companies will slightly make use of.) that will encourage new ideas and bring about a sudden ‘boom�� not expected. (Especially after the lull of the pandemic, I feel there will be an abundance of things happening in the upcoming years... but nothing right now, unfortunately, but at least they’re forced to focus on working on things instead of just releasing to keep up with other companies.)--In other words, they will incorporate new blood with the old, and they will lead Sonic’s IP into a ton of nostalgia and new beginnings that will actually stick and become Sonic’s new brand identity. (This will resonate with fans old and new, but still be a fresh leap into the future for the franchise and fandom.) 2. Sonic’s negative popularity will start to decrease, leading and paving the way for fame and possible adjustments such as more romantic themes to keep up with trends and Japanese Government demands (especially when the population starts to wither and it becomes an emergency situation to start encouraging family ties). Other than sonamy or romantic things, I believe new characters will pop up to ‘test the waters’ and see if we like romance intertwined adventures. 3. Villains will become more sentimental and caring, less comedically, they will be redeemable entities so that the company can market them more. This can also lead into funny romances that help other romances develop and have more meaning. (In other words, they’ll dig into their vault of familiar and new faces, go off the trend of ‘redeeming the villain’ and have more heart-to-heart moments that may inspire more canonical couples... especially if a newer villain were to have a crush that ended up helping two canon characters get together and leave the audience sympathizing more with the villain. This is an actual trend starting where Villains have more character and roles other than just being evil and staying that way till death. I suspect this will be popularized in American and possibly foreign media as time goes on.)

(I actually have a lot of the sonamy shirts lol But here’s an example of the villain actually helping the canon couple have more ‘romantic underlying’ moments together <3)

Those are my current predictions, though I admit that some don’t sound all that hopeful. But hey! All my hopeful and positive predictions have already come true XD Sonamy is being marketed, the new media (Sonic Boom at the time) had subtle but more forward comedic hinting (that I don’t feel went all that well? But eh, that’s just me!), and SEGA continues to try and reface Sonic which his brand doesn’t need. I believe they will still try and rebrand Sonic continually until something sticks for them that they like. Sonamy may go through many iterations, as they are still hesitant with it, and we see that by only marketing their ‘younger selves’ as in Classic Sonamy, and are too ‘shy and uncertain’ if backlash would happen if they advertised a more mature-looking Sonic and Amy marketing. Again, I don’t know if they’ll fully grow out of this, so I predict they won’t.

(I have this one but in black <3 <3 <3)

That’s it for now! My positive last comments would be the more we buy/purchase Sonamy merch, the more we’ll start seeing it in their media and entertainment products. Until then, do your best and write, draw, and review -kindly- to keep those articles of enchantment alive with the sweet sound of--”When will Sonic and Amy finally have a love song AMV moment for us?” lol

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krat395 · 3 years ago

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Gorgeously Glamorous Gargalesis (Chapter 7)

Tickles from miniature versions of rectangle Mettaton are fun. But so are tickles from the real Mettaton’s wiggly fingers! :D And in this chapter, Mettaton is going to use those wiggly fingers of his once again. ;P But this time however, he’s going to use them on the boys’ feet! Especially now that he has the boys’ feet right where he wants them! In the stocks of his self-made tickling contraptions! ;)

Undertale© Toby Fox.

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Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

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GORGEOUSLY GLAMOROUS GARGALESIS

Chapter 7: Fun With Feet

One long minute later…

Mettaton: Hahahaha! Ok, beauties and gentlebeauties, the intermission is finally over! Let the tickling… resume! Hahahahahaha! Coochie coochie coo! Coochie coochie coo! Hahahahahaha!

At that moment, Mettaton tickled Asriel and MK's feet with all 4 sets of his fingers, scribbling all 20 of them up and down every inch of their white and yellow soles from heel to toe. What followed of course was some of the most precious laughter he had ever heard. That and lots of squirming, squealing, bleating (from Asriel), squeaking (from MK), snorting (from Asriel), and tail wagging.

Asriel and MK: BAAAAAAAAAAH/EEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!! HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!

MK: GYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! HOHOHOHOHOHOLY MOHOHOHOHOLY!!! HAHHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA!!! MOHOHOHOM, DAHAHAHAHAHAD, REHEHEHHEHEX, HEHEHEHEHELP!!! *pleaded MK through his laughter, wagging his tail at full speed in his chair* HAHAAAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAAHAHA!!! HEHEHEHEHELP US!!! *SQUEAK* HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!

Asriel: HAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! YEHEHEHES, PLEEHEEHEEHEEEASE!!! HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! BREHEHEHEHEAK OUT OF THOHOHOSE STOHOHOHOCKS, HAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, AND GEHEHEHET US OUT OF THEEHEEHEEHEESE ONES!!! *pleaded Asriel through his laughter, shaking his head so much in his chair that his own floppy ears kept smacking his face* HAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! *SNORT* BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! HAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Rocco and Lydia: Mmmmmmmmmmmm… No can do, boys. Mmmmmmmmmmm…

Rocco: Mmmmmmmmmmm… This foot massage feels too good. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm…

Mettaton: Hahahahahaha! Begging already, boys? Hahahahahaha! Amusing; very amusing! Hahahahahaha!

Typical Mettaton; ignoring the pleas of his victims as he tickles their feet. Mettaton loves tickling all parts of the body but there's just something about tickling feet that he finds utterly fascinating and a lot of that stems from his lack of feet as a ghost. As a ghost, Mettaton, formerly known as Happstablook, had no feet of his own and aside from Shyren and her sister; he didn't interact with other types of monsters enough to get to know them personally. So therefore, he had no pairs of feet to play with and tickle. It wasn't until he met Alphys that he tickled feet for the first time in his life. Alphys with her cute, scaly, 3-toed lizard feet and adorable reactions to tickles; the first time Mettaton ever tickled her and her feet, he was hooked and as a result of tickling Alphys's feet that day, for 2 whole hours, he has a tendency to tickle feet more than every other part of others' bodies. This is why he spent so much time tickling Frisk and Chara's feet last Wednesday and Muffet's feet last Thursday and Friday… and why he's going to spend so much time tickling Asriel and MK's feet tonight. Those poor boys! XD But they're being good sports about it though. Sure, they're pleading to be released from the stocks. But they don't mean it. They never do when the tickle torture is intended to be fun. X3

Asriel and MK: HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! BAAAAAAAAAAAAH/EEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!! HAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!! *SNORT*/*SQUEAK* HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!

After 2 whole minutes, Mettaton gave MK a breather and tickled Asriel's feet with all four of his hands; scribbling his secondary sets of fingers up and down every inch of his soles from heel to ball and using his primary sets of fingers to play with his toes.

Asriel: BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! *Asriel immediately bleated, jolting backwards as much as he could the very moment he felt 4 sets of fingers work their magic on his insanely sensitive feet* GYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!!!! *he then laughed super hysterically, bouncing up and down in his chair as much as his limited movement allowed him to do so* BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! *SNORT* OHOHOHOH MY GOHOHOHOD!!!! *SNORT* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!! OHOHOHOH MY… BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! *SNORT* HAHAHAHHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!! SJJSEOSWORUWUHAHDDJKXEPSP!!!! BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Mettaton: "Baaaaaaaah! Baaaaaaaaaah!" Hahahahaha! Just like an older baby goat! *Mettaton commented, adoring Asriel's bleats* So cute! Hahahahahaha!

Asriel: HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Asriel was in stitches. Like his parents, his feet are too ticklish for their own good and having his soles and toes tickled at the same time is certainly overkill for him. But he wouldn't have it any other way with four metallic hands working their magic on his feet and luckily for him, Mettaton stopped after 2 minutes to give him a much needed breather. But then Mettaton switched over to MK's feet and did the same thing; scribbling his secondary sets of fingers up and down every inch of the young reptilian boy's scaly soles and using his primary sets of fingers to play with his toes.

MK: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!! *MK immediately screamed like a banshee, wagging his tail frantically in his chair while trying desperately to pull his feet out of the stocks* HAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHA!!!! *he then laughed super hysterically, bouncing up and down in his chair as much as his limited movement allowed him to do so* HOHOHOHOLY MOHOHOHOHOLY, HOHOHOHOLY MOHOHOHOHOLY!!!! HAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! MEHEHEHETTATON, STOHOHOHOHOP!!!! HAHAHHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!!!! *SQUEAK* STOP TICKLING MY POOHOOHOOR FEEHEEHEEHEEHEET!!!! GYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!! *SQUEAK* HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!!

Mettaton: Hahahahaha! "Holy moly! My poor feet! Holy moly! My poor feet!" Hahahahaha! Just when I was starting to think you couldn't be any cuter, MK! *commented Mettaton, adoring MK's laughter and reactions* Hahahahaha!

Rocco: Mmmmmmmm… He gets that from his mother. X3 Hahahahaha. Mmmmmmm…

Lydia: Mmmmmmmm… And you! He gets his cuteness from you too! *said Lydia cheekily to Rocco, blushing red* All of our kids do! Don't deny it! *she added, touching Rex's tail lovingly with her own tail and smiling at him* Heeheeheehehee! Mmmmmmmmmmm…

Rex: Heeheeheehee! Oooooooooooo... *cooed Rex happily in response*

MK: HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!! *SQUEAK* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *SQUEAK* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!! HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Poor MK! Poor ticklish MK! It isn’t too often a single individual with four hands tickles his feet. But he likes it though. Despite all of the begging and pleas to be released from the stocks, he is having all kinds of fun laughing up a storm as Mettaton works his magic on his soles and toes with his 4 sets of fingers. It could be worse. In fact, the only thing MK feels could be worse at this point in the session is an individual with 6 hands tickling his feet; like Muffet. Little does MK know, that might happen sooner than he thinks. XD

MK: HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

2 minutes later, Mettaton stopped tickling MK with his fingers, giving the young lizard boy himself a much needed breather in the process, but only long enough to bring in a "special guest."

Mettaton: Hahahahaha! Beautiful! Absolutely beautiful! Hahahahaha! Now for this next phase, I will not be tickling the boys. Instead, a "special friend" of mine will be… *clearing throat sound (from Mettaton's built-in speaker)* I said a special friend of mine will be tickling the boys…

*cricket sounds (also from Mettaton's built-in speaker)*

Mettaton: Oh for goodness sake. *said Mettaton, pretending to be annoyed with his "guest"* Wait here while I get him, will you?

While waiting, Asriel and the lizards heard a humorous conversation between two individuals, which in reality was only one individual. Mettaton himself! Out of sight, he was talking to himself in two different voices; one of them his normal voice and the other a baby-friendly voice similar to Barney the Dinosaur's. The baby-friendly voice is for Rex and so is the "special guest," which is just Mettaton in his rectangle form playing a character. Rex is aware that rectangle Mettaton and Mettaton Ex are the same person. But what he doesn't appear to know is that Mettaton's personality doesn't actually change after switching to his rectangle form. To Rex, rectangle Mettaton is a goofy, overly friendly baby-loving robot rather than just Mettaton Ex with a different look; and Rex believes this because the act Mettaton always puts on for him in his rectangle form is incredibly convincing. Also, as a rectangle, Mettaton isn't as "scary."

Mettaton: Hello, everybody! It's me! "Ton Ton the Fun Fun Robot!" *shouted Mettaton in his baby friendly voice as he rolled his way into everyone's field of vision* Ton Ton! He's Fun Fun! Ton Ton! He's Fun Fun! He's such a friendly robot and television host! And if it weren't for Ton Ton, all TV would be toast! He's such a friendly robot and television host! And if it weren't for Ton Ton, all TV would be toast! They all shout his name when he rolls into town! Hooray! Here comes Ton Ton! To cheer you up if you're down! He wouldn't ever harm a soul! Oh, what a relief! The mention of his very name fills us all with glee! Ton Ton! He’s Fun Fun! Ton Ton! Yay! *he sang with background music playing from his built-in speaker, rolling over towards Rex, who squealed excitedly the moment he saw him in his rectangle form, to tickle him for no more than 20 seconds*

Rex: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEE! *giggled Rex as Mettaton tickled his sides while he was sitting in an upright position next to his mother on the couch*

Mettaton: Heeheeheehee! You like that, Rex? Well, Ton Ton's gotten a few upgrades since the last time he's tickled you; like this second pair of arms!

Seconds later, Mettaton, while continuing to tickle Rex's sides with his primary hands, tickled Rex's feet with his backup hands, causing his giggles to turn into full-hearted laughter.

Rex: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!! *squealed Rex, falling over on his left side and wagging his tail at full speed as Mettaton tickled his sides and feet with his four hands* HEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEHEEHEEHEE!! *SQUEAK* HEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!

Once Mettaton, as "Ton Ton," stopped tickling Rex, he turned his attention over to the two older monster boys. They don't know what Mettaton is intending to do next but whatever it is, it can only be done while he's in his rectangle form.

Mettaton: Heeheeheeheehee! And now to tickle these two boys! With every single one of these feathers! *said Mettaton charismatically, deploying feathers out of every single finger of his while continuing his act as Ton Ton* Tickling with feathers is a great way to make new friends! Heeheeheeheehee!

The boys are in for it now! One feather is already enough to tickle them to hysterical laughter but unfortunately for them, Mettaton is planning to tickle them with 20 feathers (10 for each boy)! 20 fingers, 20 feathers! 20 colorful feathers from every single one of Mettaton's fingers! Gray ones from each of his 4 index fingers, yellow feathers from each of his 4 middle fingers, red feathers from each of his 4 ring fingers, black feathers from each of his 4 pinky fingers, and white feathers from each of his 4 thumbs! Rectangle Mettaton colors! :D

Asriel and MK: *frightened gasps* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP! *squealed the boys frighteningly, one second before they both began laughing at the mere thought of being tickled by feathers* Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

MK: Hahahahaha! Ohohohoh nohoho! Hahahahaha! Feathers! Hahahahaha! Why did it hahahave to beeheehee feheheathers?! Hahahahahahaha!

Asriel: Hahahahaha! Now wait just a gohohosh darn second! Hahahahahaha! Feather tickles are a fohohohorm of knismesis; not gahahargalesis! *Asriel pointed out while laughing and giggling* Hahahahaha!

Asriel has a point! Mettaton referred to today's tickle session as, "Gorgeously Glamorous Gargalesis." Not "Gorgeously Glamorous Gargalesis and Knismesis!"

Mettaton: Pfft. Gargalesis is Mettaton's thing today, silly boy. I'm Ton Ton and my thing is knismesis and I've got plenty of feathers to tickle you with too! In 10… 9… 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2… 1! Heeheeheehee! Coochie coochie coo! Heeheeheeheehee!

At that moment, Mettaton tickled both Asriel and MK on their nearly immobile feet with feathers from his fingers. Sawing each of the gray feathers in between their outermost and middle toes and each of the yellow feathers in between their middle and innermost toes was already enough to make them squeal at the top of their lungs but Mettaton went the extra mile by also twiddling feathers against their soles; red feathers on the balls of their feet, black feathers on their arches, and white feathers on their heels. This of course resulted in laughter from the boys once again but this time however, it was much more squealy than usual. Sure, fingers make them laugh more but there's just something about feathers that makes them squeal; probably because of those soft, tickly plumes of theirs. Sawing back and forth between their toes; it's so much easier to tickle in between little boys' toes with feathers than fingers. ;)

Asriel and MK: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!! HAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA HAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!

MK: HAHAAHAHHAAHAHHAHAHAHA!!! OH MY GOHOHOHOSH!!! HAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!!! OH MY GOHOHOSH, MY POOHOOHOOR FEEHEEHEEHEET!!! HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!! MY POOHOOHOOR TOUGH, SCALY FEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEET!!! GYAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!! *SQUEAK* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!! GLEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!

Mettaton: Heeheeheehee! Tough? Pfft. No they're not! *teased Mettaton with no intention of offending MK* Tough feet can handle feathers!

MK: HAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! YOU KNOHOHOHOHOW WHAHAHAT I MEEHEEHEEHEEAN, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, YOU GIANT CAHAHHAHALCUHUHUHULAHAHATOHOHOHOHOR!!! *SQUEAK* HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!

Asriel: HAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! *SNORT* BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!! BAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! HAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! *SNORT* OHOHOHOH MY GOHOHOD, HAHAHAHAHA, GOOHOOHOOD GOSH GOHOHOHOLLY, YOHOHOHOU'RE SUCH A, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, JEHEHEHERK, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, MEHEHEHETTATON!!! *said Asriel through his squeaky laughter without any actual spite, shaking his head so much that his ears continuously smacked his face* BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! OR "TON TON!!!" HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA!!! WHAHAHAHAHATEVER YOUR NAME IS RIHIHIGHT NOHOHOW!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! *SNORT* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!! HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! *SNORT* GLEEEEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!

Mettaton: Heeheeheeheeheehee! *Mettaton just giggled in response*

2 minutes later…

Asriel and MK: HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! *SNORT*/*SQUEAK* BAAAAAAAAAAH/EEEEEEEEEEEP!!! HAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Mettaton: Heeheeheeheehee! *giggled "Ton Ton" as he stopped tickling the boys and retracted his feathers*

Mettaton only tickled the boys' feet with feathers for two minutes. But it was a hellish two minutes for the two monster boys. Those 20 feathers really did a number on them and their immensely ticklish feet. Sure, they may be barefooters with cute, tough, and durable feet. Yet somehow, they can barely handle a single feather gliding gently against one of their soles. But they love the feeling of the feathers though; despite how immensely ticklish their feet are. Twiddling against their soles and/or sawing in between their toes; they just can't ever get enough of them.

Mettaton: Heeheeheeheehee! Super duper job laughing, boys! Heeheeheeheehee!

MK: Heeheeheeheeheehee! "Suhuhuper duhuper?" Hahahahahaha! Who do yoohoohoou think you are? Hahahaha! Rohohohobbie? *asked MK while laughing and giggling due to phantom tickles, acknowledging Robbie's habit of saying, "super duper" when selling ice cream to his customers* Heeheeheeheehee!

Mettaton: That friendly blue rabbit? Hahahahaha! Funny you mention him. Did you boys hear that I tested out these marvelous contraptions on him and Burgerpants yesterday? *asked Mettaton curiously, unsure if Rocco and Lydia told Asriel and MK about him using Robbie and BP as test subjects for his tickling contraptions* Hahahahahaha!

Asriel: Hahahaha! WHAHAHAHAT?! Hahahaha! NOHOHOHO! *answered Asriel while also laughing and giggling due to phantom tickles, shocked to hear that Mettaton used Robbie and BP as test subjects* Heeheeheeheeheehee!

MK: Hahahaha! HOHOHOLD THE PHOHOHONE! Hahahahaha! ROHOHOBBIE AND BP?! *asked MK as his laughter died down, also shocked to hear Mettaton's recent revelation* Heeheeheeheeheeheehee!

Mettaton: Huh. I guess not……… *robot cough* Well gee, this is awkward... But it doesn't matter because Ton Ton's job is here is done done! Heeheeheehee! Byyyyyyyyyeeeeeee! Bye, bye! Bye, bye, everybody! Bye, bye! *said Mettaton as Ton Ton, waving goodbye to everyone while awkwardly rolling out of everyone's field of vision* Heeheeheeheehee!

While having another hilarious out-of-sight conversation with himself, Mettaton reverted to his EX form. Then as soon as that "conversation" was over, he re-entered the room and deployed polishers out of each of his 10 primary fingers.

Mettaton: Hahahahahaha! I'm back, beauties and darlings! Did you miss me?

Rex: Yeeeeeeeeee! *exclaimed Rex, wagging his tail happily and clapping his hands and feet with great enthusiasm* Heeheeheehee!

Rocco and Lydia: Mmmmmmmmm… Yes… Mmmmmmmm… Yes, we did... *answered the lizard parents in a relaxed manner, the mini Mettatons still massaging their feet after all this time* Mmmmmmmmmm…

Mettaton: Hahahahaha! Fabulous! Now, just one last thing to do before the real fun begins! *said Mettaton in a "sinister" manner, seconds before tickling Asriel and MK's feet with electric polishers from each of his primary fingers*

Asriel and MK: BAAAAAAAAAAH/EEEEEEEEEEEP!!! GYAAAAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA HAHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *the two boys laughed hysterically, as expected; right as they were about to properly ask Mettaton about testing his tickling contraptions out on Robbie and BP*

Asriel: BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! *bleated Asriel adorably as 5 polishers tickled his feet; 2 "polishing" his heels, 2 "polishing" the arches and balls of his feet, and 1 "polishing" his six toes one by one (10 seconds for each toe)* HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

MK: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!! *squealed MK as 5 polishers tickled his feet the exact same way* HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!! NOHOHOHO!!! HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! NOHOHO, NOHOHO, NO, NOHOHOHOHO!!! *SQUEAK* HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

After one minute, Mettaton gave MK a breather and used all 10 of his polishers on Asriel's feet, making the young boss monster laugh and bleat like no other. Especially now with Mettaton "polishing" all 6 of his toes at once while using the remaining 4 on his soles!

Asriel: BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! HAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! *SNORT* GLEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEE!!!! *SNORT* BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! HAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!!

After one minute, Mettaton moved his polishers over to MK and did the exact same thing. One polisher on each one of his six toes and four on his soles; MK's laughter was through the roof!

MK: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!! GYAAAAAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *SQUEAK* OHHHHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHHOHOHO, DAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA HAHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAAHHAHAHAAHAHA!!!! *SQUEAK* EEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!!

After one last minute of tickling with the polishers, Mettaton tickled the boys' feet once again. Only this time with mini scrub brushes from each of his 10 backup fingers!

Asriel and MK: BAAAAAAAAAAAAAH/EEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!! GYAAAAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! *the two boys both laughed hysterically once again, as expected*

Asriel: BAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! *bleated Asriel frantically as 5 mini scrub brushes tickled his feet; 2 scrubbing his heels, 2 scrubbing the arches and balls of his feet, and 1 scrubbing in between each one of his toes (15 seconds for each of the four spaces in between his toes)* GYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHA!!!

MK: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!! *MK squealed in ticklish agony as 5 mini scrub brushes tickled his feet the exact same way* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! OHOHOHOH MY GOHOHOHOSH, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! WHY DID ALPHYS, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, HAHAHAHAHAHAVE TO PHUHUHUT, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, ALL THEEHEESE THINGS IN YOHOHOHOUR BOHOHOHODY?!?! *SQUEAK* GYAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHA HAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Mettaton: Hahahahahaha! Oh, you'll find out why! Trust me, darling! *answered Mettaton, confirming that he will tell the boys and the lizard parents about the first time he and Alphys tickled each other* Hahahahahaha!

Asriel and MK: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! YAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAY!!! *SNORT*/*SQUEAK* HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!

After one minute, Mettaton gave MK a breather and used all 10 of his scrub brushes on Asriel's feet, making the young boss monster laugh and bleat like no other once again, and also snort and squeal. 10 scrub brushes tickling his feet! 2 scrubbing his heels, 2 scrubbing the arches and balls of his feet, 2 scrubbing his toes (both innermost toes for 20 seconds, then both middle toes for 20 seconds, and then the outermost toes for 20 seconds), and 4 scrubbing in between each of his toes; madness! Pure madness for a ticklish kid such as himself!

Asriel: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!! GYAAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!! MEHEHETTATAAAAAJDNSOWOWUWYBRFMODKDEQPSN!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!! BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! *SNORT* HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!! *SNORT* GAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

One minute later, Mettaton moved his scrub brushes over to MK's feet and tickled them the exact same way he tickled Asriel's feet moments ago. 2 brushes scrubbing his heels, 2 brushes scrubbing the balls and arches of his feet, 2 brushes scrubbing his clawed toes, and 4 scrubbing in between each of his toes; the young reptilian boy laughed so hard and so much he could barely speak!

MK: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!! GLEEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEE!!! OHOHOHOH MY, HOHOHOLY MAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!! KSJDISIDWNSPFRNFO!!!! HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!! STOHOHOHO… *SQUEAK* BLAHAAHHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

After one more minute of tickling with the scrub brushes alone, Mettaton finished off the “hands on” phase by tickling the boys' feet with his 10 polishers AND his 10 scrub brushes! Twice the utensils; double the madness!

Asriel and MK: BAAAAAAAAAAAAH/EEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!! GYAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *the two boys laughed maniacally; flailing their arms wildly, wagging their tails at full speed, and bouncing up and down in their chairs frantically with every passing second until the tickle torture with the finger utensils was finally over*

Asriel: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!! *screeched Asriel as 4 scrub brushes scrubbed in between his toes, as 1 scrub brush scrubbed the pads of his three left foot toes one by one, as 4 polishers "polished" his soles, and as 1 polisher "polished the pads of his three right foot toes one by one* HAHAAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!! BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! HAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! *SNORT* GLEEEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!!

MK: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!! *screeched MK as 5 scrub brushes and 5 polishers tickled his feet the exact same way* HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *SQUEAK* HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!! TIHIHICKLES!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!! TIHIHIHICKLES, HAHAHAHAHA, SOHOHO, HAHAHAHHAHAHA, BAHAHAHAHAHAHAD!!!! *SQUEAK* HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!! *SQUEAK* GYAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHA!!!!

After what felt like 5 minutes to the boys but in reality was only 1 minute, Mettaton retracted his polishers and scrub brushes and stopped tickling them, much to their relief. Not much longer now until the main event; but first, a break. The boys could really use one! Because after the break's over, Mettaton is finally going to activate his contraptions! :D

TO BE CONTINUED...

#undertale tickle #undertale tickling #tickle story #feet tickling #feather tickling #asriel #monster kid #monsterkid

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Ashariani Lavellan as a Companion

hello!! a few of my friends have done this so i’m excited to do this and i think i might try my hand at a da2 version...we’ll see!

(sorry i have no in-game screenshots i play on console :///)

Name: Ashariani Lavellan (she/her)

Race, Class, & Specialization: Elf / Mage / Knight-Enchanter

Varric’s nickname for them: Glimmer

Default Tarot Card: The Empress (upright)

How they are recruited: Ashariani can be found talking to the druffalo from Where The Druffalo Roam. When approached, she will:

(if Trevelyan) - Step back cautiously, but look on in amazement, introducing herself.

(if Lavellan) - Introduce herself, asking you if you remember her from the clan. You can either say yes, which will allow her to respond with excitement, or no, which will make her smile fade as she shrugs and mumbles, “Figured.”

(if Cadash or Adaar) - Show visible excitement and claim she’s “never met your people before” before panicking and expressing she hopes that doesn’t offend.

She will explain her clan sent her to look for another member who had not returned and either bring them home or report back what happened to them. She tells you she’ll return the druffalo home if you help her find her clan member. If you agree, the cutscene ends and she and the druffalo disappear, Where The Druffalo Roam being replaced by the quest Lost and Found. Following the quest marker, you find her in the hills. When spoken to, a cutscene begins where she expresses she doesn’t feel safe. A battle with a few Templars takes place. After combat is over, another cutscene starts, and this time Ashariani finds her missing clan member. They are badly injured. She will heal them with her magic, and expresses disappointment as they rush off without a word to her. She’ll turn back to you, explaining that as much as she loves them, she feels out of place with her clan. She offers to join the Inquisition, offering Dalish knowledge (if not Lavellan) and friendliness. If you agree, the cutscene ends and you can add her to your party. If disagree, she will become upset and rush away quickly.

Where they are in Haven: She can be found next to Varric. The two of them seem to be in constant conversation. She is normally sitting on the stone wall behind him, but will occasionally get down and walk around, usually to warm her hands in the fire. The initial conversation with her will have her remark on every companion you have so far, focusing heavily on Varric and/or Iron Bull, if you’ve recruited him by then. She will also express her delight to be accepted in the Inquisition and promises she won’t get into too much trouble, then asks you how you’re doing.

Where they are in Skyhold: She can be found by an empty spot near Cassandra. The initial conversation with her will have Cassandra looking up, yelling at her to come down. You can ask Cassandra who she’s talking to, which will make her scoff and begrudgingly admit it’s Ashariani. You then call up to her and wait a few seconds as she climbs back down. She admits with a smile that she likes to climb and Cassandra walks away, throwing her hands in the air. You can then talk to Ashariani about how she likes Skyhold. She’ll say it’s magnificent and that she’s happy you closed the Breach, but will then sober up and ask you how you are. You can:

tell the truth, admitting Haven shook you up

crack a joke, but eventually admit you’re fine/you’re shaken up

lie, telling her not to worry and that you’ll be just fine

ask her if she’s alright

If asked if she’s alright, she’ll be taken aback and confess Haven scared her a lot, gaining you approval. With medium-high approval, at the end of the conversation, she’ll admit she likes that you’re friends. With high enough approval, you can flirt for the first time, and she’ll become flustered before the conversation ends. Neutral-low approval will gain you a “I’m glad you’re okay” with no follow-up.

APPROVAL

Things They Generally Approve Of:

Greatly Approves -

Allying with the mages

Disbanding the templars

Helping the Dalish clan

Bringing her to the Temple of Mythal

Completing the Elven rituals

(Lavellan-specific) Drinking from the Well of Sorrows

Approves -

Bringing her to the Winter Palace

Finishing any of Cole/Varric/Iron Bull’s quests

Returning the histories to the Dalish

Saving the Chargers

Putting Briala in power

Choosing kind/merciful options in judgement

Slightly Approves -

Leaving Loghain in the Fade

Choosing her for your party

Finishing any of Dorian/Solas/Sera’s quests

Returning Lord Woolsley back home

Killing templars

Things They Generally Disapprove Of:

Greatly Disapproves -

Leaving Hawke in the Fade

Leaving Alistair in the Fade

(Trevelyan-specific) Drinking from the Well of Sorrows

(Lavellan-specific) Letting Morrigan drink from the Well of Sorrows

Allying with the templars

Sacrificing the Chargers

Disapproves -

Picking mean dialogue options when speaking to her

(Cadash/Adaar-specific) Drinking from the Well of Sorrows

Letting Morrigan drink from the Well of Sorrows

Selling the histories to the Chantry

Being mean to Cole

Leaving Celene in power/Reuniting Celene and Briala

Slightly Disapproves -

Killing dragons (unless Iron Bull is in party)

Picking mean dialogue options when speaking to others

Putting Gaspard alone in power

Creating an alliance between Celene, Briala, and Gaspard

Picking anti-mage/anti-Dalish dialogue options

Flirting with her as a male

Mages, Templars, Other: Supports mages (being one herself) and hates Templars. She’s willing to give them a chance, but only if they truly show any sign of changing. She becomes uncomfortable around nobility and is more comfortable with “the little people.” Will not hesitate to point out injustices, but usually does so calmly.

Friends in the Inquisition: Dorian, Iron Bull, Varric, Cole, Solas, and Sera.

Rivals in the Inquisition: Blackwall (after Revelations).

Neutral towards: Blackwall (before Revelations), Vivienne, and Cassandra.

Romanceable: Yes, only by female Inquisitors. (Note: If not romanced by the Inquisitor, after visiting the Winter Palace, she will begin to speak about a woman named Eloise D’Arlesans, a half elf she spent time with there. A romance between them will begin.)

NAMES

Rivalry:

(sharply) Inquisitor

Herald

(if Trevelyan) Shem

Neutral:

Inquisitor

Trevelyan/Lavellan/Cadash/Adaar

Friendship:

Friend

Silly

Sunshine

Romance [to/about Inquisitor]:

Vhenan

Love

Sunlight

[to/about Eloise]:

Vhenan

Love

Honey

QUESTS

War Table:

A Very Important Request

(after reaching Skyhold)

Inquisitor,

Scouts desperately need to go to this location I’ve marked on the map. It’s for very important things. Please send them quickly and report back to ONLY ME what they’ve found. Thank you.

--Ashariani

Options:

>Leliana: Maybe it truly is important. I’ll send out a few scouts.

>Josephine: I do not believe Ashariani would waste our time and resources for something frivolous. However, to be on the safe side, I will send ahead to the nobles in the land to send their own scouts, if it pleases you.

>Cullen: What? This sounds like a waste of time, she won’t even specify what she needs them for! Fine. Two guards, but that’s it.

Results:

>Leliana: My scouts found some rare stones and herbs, but nothing more. I wonder if this is what she wanted?

(Ashariani approves, Prophet’s Laurel x4, Royal Elfroot x2, Everite x2)

>Josephine: Perhaps I was incorrect. Nothing but some rare materials. The scouts were sent home with plenty compensation, so at least we have been put in a better light.

(Ashariani approves, Influence x30, Amrita Vein x3, Felandaris x4, Stormheart x2)

>Cullen: We cannot be wasting our resources like this. We acquired some materials along the way.

(Ashariani slightly approves, Ghoul’s Beard x4, Felandaris x4, Silverite x3)

Another Very Important Request

(after A Very Important Request)

Inquisitor,

Sorry to bother you once more. Please send people to Val Royeaux to obtain these materials. They’re for a very important project, I promise. Mae gen ti fy ngair [you have my word].

--Ashariani

(below is a list of materials: ring velvet, silk brocade, dales loden wool, and imperial vestment cotton)

Options:

>Leliana: Again? What could she possibly be making? I can send one or two scouts out to fetch these items.

>Josephine: She is persistent, is she not? A few favors can be exchanged for these materials at no cost to us. It will be done.

>Cullen: (not participating in this mission)

Results:

>Leliana: The materials were easy enough to obtain. Our scouts being spotted in public created quite a buzz.

(Ashariani approves, Influence x50, Ring Velvet x3, Silk Brocade x3, Dales Loden Wool x3, Imperial Vestment Cotton x 3)

>Josephine: The materials have been collected. We’ve created quite a stir with all this running around.

(Ashariani approves, Influence x50, Ring Velvet x3, Silk Brocade x3, Dales Loden Wool x3, Imperial Vestment Cotton x 3)

Companion Quest:

For What?

(after Another Very Important Request)

When spoken to, Ashariani will request you personally go to the map location previously mentioned in A Very Important Request. If denied, she will disapprove and claim she is going there herself and the cutscene will end. If this happens, she will not be available for your party the first time you leave Skyhold after that conversation (she will return after). If accepted, Ashariani is locked into your party and a temporary location appears on your map.

Upon arriving, you are immediately attacked by bandits who had heard the Inquisition had visited. After the battle, Ashariani apologizes and asks you to collect the metals and herbs. Once you find all of the materials, she will exclaim, “Perfect!” which will gain some confused remarks from your companions, which she will not truthfully respond to. You are then allowed to leave the location and it disappears from your map.

After visiting two more locations after that, upon returning to Skyhold, Ashariani will run up and greet you. She will ask if you’ll take her and Iron Bull to slay a high dragon and collect its bone and webbing. You can:

say yes / say yes and flirt (female only)

say yes, but ask her why

say no

express confusion, as she has protested to killing dragons before

Option 1: Causes her great joy, she jumps in the air before giggling and running off, thanking you in the process. The cutscene ends.

Option 2: She’ll get excited, then give you a cryptic answer before thanking you and running off. The Inquisitor says, “She’s determined to keep it a secret, huh?” and the cutscene ends.

Option 3: She will ask you if you’re serious, to which you can reply yes or no. If yes, she will become very upset and mumble something about you disappointing her, and the cutscene ends, gaining you major disapproval. If no, she’ll breathe out a sigh of relief and smile, punching you in the arm for teasing her. She thanks you and the cutscene ends.

Option 4: She’ll shrug, trying to look nonchalant, and say, “someone has changed my mind.” You can press this further by asking who, but she’ll only press her finger to her lips. Options A, B, and C are offered again and the cutscene follows accordingly.

If accepted, she and Iron Bull are locked into your party. You’ll get a few lines of dialogue between Iron Bull and Ashariani as they approach the high dragon, and some after. After collecting the bone and webbing, she thanks you and you gain major approval. After a visit to Skyhold and back, when arriving at Skyhold again, a cutscene immediately starts.

All of your companions (minus Blackwall and Vivienne) and the advisors are found in the Herald’s Rest. Upon your arrival, the tavern bursts into cheers, and Ashariani reveals that she’s been making gifts for everyone, explaining that Vivienne already has hers and she didn’t want to come to the party and doesn’t even mention Blackwall (but implies he didn’t get a gift). Some are clothes, jewelry, weapons, and armor, and each companion has their moment of showing off their gift. Iron Bull makes note to mention that his is a pink shawl with dragon bone accents, and he loves it. Ashariani then tells the Inquisitor she arranged the party and they had a gift of their own, which is a powerful set of armor. You can:

accept the gift and thank Ashariani / accept the gift and flirt with Ashariani (female only)

accept the gift but shut down the party, telling everyone to get back to work

deny the gift and lash out at Ashariani for wasting so much of your time

Option 1: She will give you a hug and the cutscene will end, fading to black as the crowd sings and dances. (note: flirting with her will gain some positive teasing companion comments).

Option 2: You will gain disapproval from every companion present, mostly Ashariani. Iron Bull will try to convince you to change your mind. You can accept or deny. If denied, you will walk out and the cutscene will end with Iron Bull comforting Ashariani. If accepted, Iron Bull punches you in the arm and the mood shifts back to a good one, the cutscene ending with a fade to black as the crowd dances.

Option 3: You will gain major disapproval from every companion present, mostly Ashariani. Iron Bull and Varric will step up to defend her.

Iron Bull: Come on, Boss. She was trying to do something nice for us.

(if in a romance with Bull): Kadan. Is that necessary? She was trying to do something nice for you.

Varric: (sarcastically) Calm down, Inquisitor. We’re all just having a bit of fun during the apocalypse.

(if in a romance with Solas) Solas: (sternly) Vhenan. May I speak to you privately?

You can then choose to apologize or leave the party without a word. Leaving the party will gain more disapproval from Ashariani, enough to completely end the friendship. If apologized to, Ashariani will put on a brave face and accept your apology, but leave the party looking dejected, earning you disapproval. Sera will exclaim, “What’s up [their] arse, huh?” and the cutscene will fade to black with companions filing out of the Herald’s Rest, looking angry/upset.

Romance Quest:

A New Beginning

(after For What?)

Upon visiting Ashariani’s normal spot, you find Varric instead. He tells you he hasn’t been able to find Ashariani all day, and he’s getting worried. Not knowing where to find her, you go to Solas, who tells you she’s swimming in a lake not that far from Skyhold. You can ask him if anything’s wrong, to which he will simply purse his lips and say, “It is not my place to say.”

The scene shifts to approaching the lake, where you find Ashariani sitting outside of the water, talking to a halla. When approached, she will become startled, then bashful, hiding her face. Tears are noticeably glistening on her cheeks. She then draws attention to the halla, petting them again. She explains that the halla’s name is Annwyl, and she was her friend back in the clan. Clan Lavellan had sent Annwyl to Ashariani for her efforts in the Inquisition, as well as some gifts for the Inquisitor, which she gives to you. You can ask her why she’s crying, to which she will respond with, “I don’t know.” You can press further or leave it be, which will end the cutscene.

When pressed further, she will get emotional, exclaiming that she’s found out her brother has died. She explains the incident and sits back down, crying into her hands. You can:

sit down next to her and talk to her (flirt)

ask her if she wants to go back to Skyhold (flirt)

leave her alone without a word (no chance for romance after this)

Whether you sit down with her or ask her to go to Skyhold, the conversation is the same: after telling you a bit about him, she asks you if she can attend her brother’s funeral. A yes answer is locked in, however she will ask you to go with her, and this is what you can say yes or no to. You can:

say yes (flirt)

say no (no chance for romance after this)

ask why she wants you to go with her

If no, she’ll nod her head and say she understands and that she appreciates the time you’ve given her to talk about him. The scene will end there. If yes, she’ll smile, and it will cut to his funeral. If asked why, she’ll tell you she holds you close to her heart and it would mean a lot to her if you were there with her. After the funeral, when you return to Skyhold, Ashariani will express her gratefulness for your support. You can then kiss her (starting the official romance) or accept her thank you and move on, ending the scene and any chance of romance.

If kissed, she will hold her hand over her mouth in shock, her face becoming red. She’ll then surge forward and kiss you again, throwing herself into your arms. You both kiss for a moment before Ashariani whispers, “Thank you,” while looking at the ground. Here you can make a sweet, snarky, or silly comment, to any of which she will smile and kiss you again. With that, she’ll grab your hand and say goodnight, holding onto your hand for as long as she can before your fingers slip out of hers. The cutscene fades to black.

Side Quest(s):

For Him

(after Demands of the Qun - only if Chargers were saved)

Acquire a powerful axe for Iron Bull hidden somewhere in the Hissing Wastes. You will gain approval from both Ashariani and Iron Bull, and later, when talking to Iron Bull, will experience a cutscene where Iron Bull is thanking her for the gift.

Bianca

(after Here Lies The Abyss - only if Hawke was sacrificed)

Acquire enough materials to craft a powerful addition for Bianca for Varric. Once crafted, equip Bianca with it. Once equipped, a cutscene will play where Varric is shooting with Bianca, showing off to Ashariani. As you walk away, Varric has a soft quiet moment where he thanks Ashariani and promises her he’ll be okay.

It’s A Date Then?

(after A New Beginning)

Acquire a gift for Ashariani and she’ll say she loves you. The gift (a pressed leather journal) can be obtained from the Dalish clan in the Exalted Plains. This will trigger a small cutscene where she expresses excitement over it and confesses that she loves you. You can say you love her too or that you’re not quite there yet, and either way she will be happy.

Cole’s reflection on their thoughts:

“So engulfed and yet, so alone. She fights and fights to stay something they could be proud of.”

“Bubbles, popping to the surface of a still lake. Change, but not too much. Warm, fuzzy feelings in her chest. Happiness is in reach, she hopes.”

“Friend. She helps, not harms. She sings, not screams. She is nice to me. I am nice to her.”

“Lost, fighting, breaking through the surface. He’s gone. But they’re here. They can make it go away. They can make her whole again.”

“She climbs and climbs, knowing there is a possibility of a fall. But she’s fallen before. No fear, she bounds from building to building, tree to tree. Where she’s free. Where there is no green, no screams, no evil. Just free.”

“Warmth. Warmth when they approach, their smile shining in the sunlight. Sunlight, beaming into her heart and warming her insides. Safe.” [about the Inquisitor]

“Warmth. Warmth when she’s nearby, honey sweet on her tongue. She is safe. She is warm. She is home.” [about Eloise]

DIALOGUE

Comment(s) on Mages: “Poor souls...if only we could help them.” / “They don’t deserve this.” / “I get that some are dangerous, but this?”

Comment(s) on Templars: “I hope one day they can admit their wrongdoings.” / “Never go near them!” / “This is wrong. What they’re doing is wrong.”

When looking for something: “I think something’s nearby...should we look?” / “I think we should take a look around.”

When finding a campsite: “Can we rest here? I’m hungry.” / “This is a nice spot to camp!” / “Inquisitor, I think we should stop here.”

When the Inquisitor falls: (low approval) “Inquisitor!” / (neutral approval) “No! Get up!” / (high approval) “Wait! Inquisitor! We need you!” / (romance) “Vhenan, no!” / “Sunlight, get up! Don’t leave me now!”

Upon killing an enemy: “I’d prefer it didn’t have to happen that way.” / “I guess you didn’t have anything better to do.” / “Such a waste…”

When they are low on health: “Oh no…” / “Inquisitor, help!” / “I need some help!” / “I don’t feel very good.”

When a companion is low on health: (Iron Bull) “You are strong, Bull! Fight on!” / (Varric) “Watch your step, Varric!” / (Dorian) “Dorian, stay strong! I’ll be right there!” / (Sera) “Be careful, Sera!” / (Cassandra) “Cassandra, you are hurt!” / (Solas) “Letha’lin, please be careful!” / (Cole) “Cole, watch out!” / (Vivienne) “Madame, your health is low!” / (Blackwall) “Fight stronger, Blackwall.”

When a companion falls: (Iron Bull) “Bull, no!” / “Creators, please don’t let him die!” / (Varric) “Varric!” / “Somebody help Varric!” / (Dorian) (affectionately) “Come on, you slacker!” / “Dorian, get up! Not now!” / (Sera) “Sera, I told you that was dangerous!” / “Oh, Creators, not Sera!” / (Cassandra) “Seeker!” / “No, not Cassandra! We need her!” / (Solas) “Solas! Please!” / “Letha’lin! You cannot fall!” / (Cole) “Cole, no!” / “Cole, please get up, please be okay!” / (Vivienne) “Madame!” / “Oh no, they got Vivienne.” / (Blackwall) “Get up!” / “Watch yourself.”

When revived: “Well...that was embarrassing.” / “Thank you for your help.” / “I’m back! What did I miss?” / “Ugh...my head hurts.”

When they see a dragon: “Wow...so beautiful.” / “So fascinating to see one up close!” / (If Iron Bull is not in the party) “We’re not hunting her...are we?” / (If Iron Bull is in the party) “Bull, look! So beautiful, isn’t she? Excited?”

When doing their small side quest: For Him: “I appreciate this.” / “It’s quite relaxing out here, isn’t it?” / Bianca: “I hope this will help.” / “Thank you for doing this.” / It’s A Date Then?: “It’s so wonderful to see more of my/our people.” / “Is that...is that a gift? For me?”

Default saying: (when you talk to them in Skyhold, how do they respond?) (low approval) “Yes?” / “What do you need?” / (neutral approval) “Inquisitor!” / “Hello!” / (high approval) “Friend! Good to see you again.” / “Where are we going, Sunshine?” / (romance) “Wonderful to see you, Vhenan.” / “Hello, Sunlight.”

TRAVEL BANTER WITH COMPANIONS

Cassandra: What is that touching fists thing you two do all the time? It is ridiculous.

Dorian: Never heard of a fist bump, Seeker? What’s wrong with having a bit of fun?

Cassandra: It’s distracting.

Ashariani: Aw, come on Cassandra. You should try it sometime! Really forms the bonds of friendship.

Dorian: (laughs) You are simply adorable.

Varric (if in party): Oh, don’t worry, Glimmer. Cassandra just doesn’t know the definition of fun.

Sera (if in party): That’s nothing compared to our secret handshake, yeah? You should see it, Seeker. It involves our butts!

Cassandra: (Disgusted noise).

Iron Bull: You know, you’re surprisingly light.

Ashariani: Really? I didn’t hurt your shoulders?

Iron Bull: (laughs) Kid, you’d have to weigh about 60 pounds more to even make a dent on me.

Inquisitor: You really have to stop letting her ride on your shoulders during battle.

Ashariani: But it’s fun!

Sera (if in party): Can I have a go? No reason why she should have all the fun, yeah?

Vivienne (if in party): Fun does not always mean safe, my dear. I would proceed with caution when tempting fate as such.

Ashariani (to Sera): Of course! (to Vivienne): Yes, ma’am.

Solas: Do you miss home, Ashariani?

Ashariani: Sometimes. Do you?

Solas: No. Though the thought of a home to return to is a pleasant one.

Ashariani: You have no home?

Solas: (chuckles) The Inquisition is my home now. Isn’t that more than one could hope for?

Ashariani: Yeah...I guess so. I’m glad you feel at home here.

Solas: I wish the same of you, Letha’lin.

Varric (if in party): Are you guys done with the sappy, cryptic talk yet? This isn’t good material for my stories.

Ashariani: (giggles).

Leaving the Inquisition: It takes a lot to get Ashariani to leave, but if you gain enough approval, she will come to you in tears, and tell you she doesn’t think the Inquisition is the right place for her anymore. She will wish you well and ask you to tell the others she says she’ll keep in touch. You can choose to beg her to stay, in which she will, but only if you don’t net any more disapproval before new approval, or tell her she can leave. She will then say goodbye, muttering bad things, and walk off, the cutscene ending and her leaving the Inquisition forever.

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urslasherbaby · 5 years ago

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May I request an imagine of the collector about to attack the s/o in her home but, she thinks he's a male stripper for her birthday her friends set up with? Humorous & nsfw-ish x3 😄

Okay, okay, okay... I don’t know who you are but you need to become a producer and start making movies 🤣🤣🤣

(also I know this took a really long time, I’m so sorry)

Rent-A-Booty - The Collector/Asa Emory x Reader and Her Birthday Surprise

In all honesty, you weren’t a big fan of birthdays. Your parents were a bit... overenthusiastic and it never really wound up the way you wanted. Fortunately, as you grew older, you got a lot more control over how many small horses showed up at your party. Unfortunately, as you grew older, you also gained friends--amazing friends--who also had their own ideas of how you should celebrate.

Which is why you are now in the middle of a conversation about how much a stripper would cost.

“Ooh! Ooh! Rent-A-Booty! I totally have enough for their Sexy Deluxe package,” one of the girls, Tori, exclaimed.

“No way, (Y/N) deserves at least the Sexy Premium package,” another friend, Charlotte, added, “Look! It even lets you touch the dancers!”

As your very good, yet very inappropriate, friends continued arguing about pricing, you couldn’t help the blush that rose to your cheeks. You weren’t the prudish type by any means, but that didn’t mean you wanted a strange man gyrating in front of your face.

“Alright, that’s it: executive decision, no stripper,” you insisted. Both of the girls looked up from the laptop in shock.

“(Y/N)! This would be so much fun!”

“Yeah, and the service even lets you do themes! Everything from police officer to movie characters,” Charlotte gushed.

“Oh my god, remember in the ninth grade when you said you had a sex dream about Michael Myers? What if we could make that dream into a very sexy reality?” Tori added.

“First off, it was not a sex dream! We were just making out with some medium to heavy petting. Second off, the amount of tequila I would need to bump and grind with a stripper who looks like a serial killer in front of all of my close friends is inconceivable. No. Stripper.”

Tori and Charlotte slumped their shoulders in disappointment, but ultimately closing the laptop and dropping the matter. You nodded your head contently and everyone decided to head home to prep for the party. Luckily, Charlotte had kicked out her sorority sisters for the night so you had the house to yourselves. Tori had already set up snacks and booze beforehand, so by the time you met up with them, the party was practically in full swing.

Friends from class, people from work, and even a few past roommates all came to wish you a happy birthday. It was a little daunting at first, but having Tori and Charlotte by your side all night definitely helped. Before long, the mood changed from full-blown rager complete to the much more intimate get together you wanted complete with your favorite tequila.

“Okay, okay, okay,” Charlotte began, handing out the fifth round of shots, “Last round before we sing happy birthday, let’s go!”

“No, no, no! You know I hate that dumb song,” you whine.

“Exactly why we saved it for last! One, two, three!”

Hearing a drunken version of a song you already hated would’ve sounded like torture to sober ears, but it filled your heart with nothing but glee. Swaying your head to the beat of the song, you noticed something moving outside the window in front of you. The more you focused, you recognized a white truck posted just across the street. You couldn’t quite tell but the logo on the side had very familiar colors...

Rent-A-Booty.

“Hey, guys... do you have something to tell me?” Tori and Charlotte both looked at each other with wide eyes. Between the whispers and accusatory smacks against the arms, you definitely figured something was up.

“Alright, we may have gotten a small surprise for you. Don’t be mad, we just couldn’t help ourselves!” Tori defended.

“Just wait here, we’ll go grab it for you,” Charlotte finished, grabbing Tori and stumbling out the front door giggling like little kids. You rolled your eyes and took another swig of the tequila they left. You figured you’d need it for what was about to go down.

Suddenly, as if on cue, you heard heavy footsteps that didn’t sound like either of your friends from down the hall. You smirked and slowly picked yourself up to claim your “surprise”.

Quietly rounding the corner, you got a peek at the guy the girls picked out. It looks like they kept their promise of hiring a true lady killer. He was dressed head to toe in black with a strange black mask covering his face. Funny, you imagined it would be a bit more gimmicky, but the doubt quickly left your mind as you noticed the rest of him. He was certainly big. It looked like he could toss you around the room and you were very curious how those nitrile gloves would feel on your skin. Before you knew it, the prospect of getting down and dirty with a stripper was a lot more appealing. The very idea had your core aching.

So you decided to shoot your shot. Why not? The half a bottle of tequila you drank was already making your skin hot.

“So,” you announced, clearly shocking the man who spun around to face you, “is this the part where I’m supposed to cower in fear and beg for my life?” The stripper cocked his head silently but didn’t approach you.

“Or would you like it more if I ran and hid while you tried to find me?” you pressed further. He still didn’t make a move, but you could tell his breathing was getting heavier. You were definitely having an effect on him. That’s when you noticed he had pulled something out from his side: a small knife. Going method, huh? You took a few steps closer and leaned up to his ear.

“Interesting... planning on cutting me up a bit while you have your fun,” you whispered teasingly, causing a low growl to leave the man’s throat. You couldn’t help but utter a similarly wanton moan.

That’s when he pushed you up against the wall and held you there with a knife to your throat. You couldn’t help but reminisce about your dream and it made you all the wetter.

“Oh god... please tell me they paid for the Sexy Premium package,” you said to yourself. The man only squinted his eyes in confusion before pressing the knife further into your neck. It was sharper than you expected but somehow that made it better.

“Fuck if I care,” you sighed and pulled him closer until your lips met in a heated kiss. The stranger was hesitant at first but quickly took control with a level of ferocity that made you whimper. He bit on your bottom lip hard, making you gasp and allowing his tongue inside. Meanwhile, his free hand was already under your shirt and playing with your nipples.

“Fuck, please... touch me,” you begged. The man seemed enthusiastic to oblige and spun you around so your chest was pressed against the wall. You could feel the knife pressed into your back, but your only concern was his hand reaching around and unbuttoning your shorts.

Just as he managed to get them undone, you heard a knock at the door that distracted you for a moment. You immediately elected to ignore it and waited eagerly for your Sexy Premium package. You realized, however, that the small prick you felt earlier was gone, and once you turned around, you saw the stripper was too.

“Goddamn it.”

You went back up front and ripped open the door to find Charlotte and Tori covered in clearly fake blood with a phony scared look on their faces.

“Oh god, (Y/N)! You have to help us! There’s a maniac after us!” Charlotte screamed. Wait a second...

“And he wants you too!” Tori finished. The two girls moved out of the way and revealed a shirtless man with a six-pack and a plastic machete wearing a clown mask. Tori then pulled out her phone and started playing a raunchy club mix. Clownface didn’t waste time to start dancing and gyrating while the girls waited for your reaction.

All you could was smile and nod along while panicking about whoever the hell you were seconds from fucking in the middle of the hall... and when you would get to see him again.

Luckily for you, Asa was watching you all from his truck across the street and was planning on finishing what you two started the moment he got you alone.

#slasher x reader #slasher imagine #asa emory x reader #the collector x reader #asa emory imagine #the collector imagine #the collector #the collection #requests

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katreal-fic · 5 years ago

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Since tumblr was weird about the last post and stuck the read more in the ask itself which is SILLY. This is what would have originally been Ersatz Abyss’ Prologue:

Obviously spoiler warnings. Pls do not read unless you know what happened to Dirk x3

Dirk > Reflect on Your Latest Bad Decision

Your name is Dirk Strider, and you are being reckless again.

You acknowledge that.

You don’t know what you are thinking, throwing yourself into battle after battle, long after your muscles have started to protest with fatigue, flirting with the jaws of pain and injury.

You acknowledge that too.

Maybe that’s the problem. You aren’t thinking at all.

Or more precisely, you don’t want to be thinking.

Not about Jake.

(You can’t stop thinking about Jake.)

Not about the fact that your messages are sitting unheeded and unresponded to in a Pesterchum window, banished to the lower right corner of your shades. Even the slightest focus on the application has it popping open, bidden by the transparently mid-level conscious desire of your too-busy brain, despite the very clear fact that you don’t want to be thinking about it at all.

You don’t want to see the sea of orange messages tumbling through the semi-transparent application like waves. See the green pip of his online status reminding you that he’s probably seen it, and isn’t answering them at all. At least you know he’s alive, even if Jane had to be the one to reassure you of that.

It’ll be two weeks tomorrow.

You want to scream out your frustration--your fear, because you love him and why would he visibly, pointedly, unmistakably ignore you like this if you love him??? If he loves you back???--but that wouldn’t be cool at all, so you just press your lips shut behind the blank visage of your rad, flame painted gas mask,and clench your jaw and pull your goddamn sword through the air, cleaving the monster--you don’t even know what kind of monster it is, you don’t care--in twain. It’s not even a neat cut, one half slouching back in on the other with a heavy squelch, joining a number of others in various states of dismemberment across the mossy green stone of this tomb.

Green.

Why the FUCK was everything here green?

Your auto-responder’s text isn’t green as he pointedly takes control of the application and shoos away the errant window, overriding your traitorous brain’s hyper-fixation and opening up a new chat.

(h)TT: You really need to stop thinking about this. (h)TT: It’s a most inconvenient failing of your organic processor, falling into such fickle human traps such as useless recursive and perhaps even reductive feelings. (h)TT: It makes me feel momentarily thankful for the fact that I am a computer, and thus immune to such failings. Perhaps you should look into making a conversion yourself. (h)TT: It seems you need to take a step back and ask yourself what Robojesus would do. (h)TT: What would Robojesus do, Dirk? (h)TT: The answer is decidedly not slaughter an entire tomb’s population to assuage your hurting feefees because your boyfriend is giving you the cold shoulder.

You ignore him.

(h)TT: Dirk, I’m 99.9% sure the zombie is actually dead again. For the hundredth time. You can put the sword away now.

You jerk away from the corpse with it’s pitiful grist yield and don’t answer. However, you don’t put the sword away as prompted. And he keeps prompting. You consider shutting your shades off entirely--him off entirely. You could do it. One thought. One thought and they’d be powered the fuck down in the middle of that red diatribe he’s going through, bleeding through the screen and into your eyeballs.

It’s just a thought however. Instead you forcibly override his control of the display--you are the primary user after all, that’s how you coded that shit--and close the text window.

Perhaps it isn’t fair, shutting him out like this, but you’re angry and hurting and you just want to work out your frustrations on the goddamn game constructs in peace.

The poisonous green kryptonian mists swirl around you as you move onto the next room, slithering over your skin like a cloud of tiny snakes, tugged along with your movements. Notification after notification stack up in the corner of your display. You mute that too, while your katana cleaves into the skull of some sort of reanimated reptilian creature, and just keep moving.

The next window to pop up is baby blue. Stopping you dead in your tracks.

Jane.

Oh.

Fuck.

Him.

You pretend you don’t see it. You don’t want to snap at Jane. It’s not her fault she’s being used in your auto-responder’s petty harassment campaign.

Then after a thought, you shut down Pesterchum entirely before he can drag Roxy into this. Going offline. Incommunicado outside of yourself, and the version of yourself living in your personal computing device. Actually, for that you cut off the network access to the shades entirely so he doesn’t try something else.

You might as well be seeing red--figuratively, not literally, you refuse to let him open a chat window--with the anger that seethes within you right now. At Jake. At him. It’s all the last couple weeks of frustration of an on again, off again, up and down roller coaster of a relationship that you wouldn’t allow yourself to feel for fear of driving Jake further away, all bubbling up and fizzing over, spilling out of you like a soda bottle filled with Jake-English shaped mentos.

You’ll have to get down on your knees and clean it up later. Put in the elbow grease and mop up the explosion of sticky, nasty, dirty coke. Get your thinkpan going about how sustainable this is. How whether the distinction of being Jake English’s number one bae is worth all this stress and the strain that has reduced your relationship to what feels like a step down from zero. But.

That’s later. For once in your life, in the isolation of these desecrated tombs in this ruined city, on a planet that belongs to you and no one else…

You allow yourself to feel.

If AR wants to stick his virtual nose in the middle of your carefully quarantined quest for catharsis then isn’t it the equivalence of someone putting their head in the metaphorical sendificator? You suppose he’s just following his nature. Meddling in other people’s business. Clinging. Unable to just let shit be.

Your nature. Orange text going on and on and on. Scrolling down an empty screen.

One last room. You’ve explored enough of these tombs over the last almost half-a-year of your life to know they come in a pattern. Some battle rooms, some puzzle rooms, and then finally a treasure room. The end. You won. Have yourself a fucking sticker for your trouble. You’ve already cleared this one before, so you don’t even have the satisfaction of a mini-boss or even a random lore tablet waiting for you. Not that you ever really cared about the history the game tried to create for this place in order to justify your potential character development on this planet.

It’s still the end. A hollow one, but an accomplishment nonetheless.

A sun-faced statue towers above a chest tucked into a nook at the far end of the room. Yaldabaoth. Your denizen. A giant-ass snake worm thing with a fucking sun for a head. So stupid. Was it named that after your internet browser, ganked off your machine by Sburb when it populated this stupid session, or was it all just one giant cosmic guffaw that everything matched like that?

Not that it matters, your goal is the exit teleportalizer in the small room behind the statue, so you can check this particular cluster of rooms and corridors off your map and move on to the next one. Find a new pack of mobs to take your frustration out on. Respawning tombs were the best, all the catharsis of mindless slaughter without having to worry about getting ambushed by a fucking mini-boss.

After four consecutive tomb runs you’d think you’d have beaten your pesky emotions out at least thrice over.

You’d much rather be numb.

A low battery system notification forces its way into the center of your screen, and you audibly sigh, that’s how exasperated you are. The extent to which your auto-responder is dead set to be a nuisance would be mind boggling if he wasn’t based on a literal clone of your own brain. Honestly, you’d be disappointed if he did stop trying.

You dismiss it. Another one pops up. Then another. And another. A whole fuckton of spam popups so thick you can barely see the room in front of you.

This is ridiculous.

You open a memo.

(d)TT: The shades don’t have a battery, dumbass. (h)TT: The room isn’t clear, dumbass.

Your eyes flick towards the treasure chest off to the left.

Spikes slam down over the door behind you, and in the distance, the door ahead, as you note that, yes, there are indeed chests tucked in the coils of the serpent statue. Closed and unlooted. Two of them in fact.

Okay. That’s fine. You’ll need to update your maps.

Or maybe you don’t, because once you kill this bitch it’ll be correct again.

You hear the growl behind you, the clink and crunch of bone and magic and metal as a giant armored skeleton spawns. You haven’t had to fight one of these since…

Since you last came through with Jake.

Fine.

You wanted a fucking fight anyway, didn’t you?

It’s big. At least twice as tall as you, and you’re not tiny by any stretch of the word. But big means slow and you can dance circles around slow. That giant hammer is useless, if you cared enough to you’d laugh in the face of those sluggishly stilted swings. Choreographed so obviously even Jake could have--

Your katana screeches against the mace’s handle, leaving you grinding your teeth in pain as it resounds in your ears, the impact threatening to yank it from your hands. But your grip is proper, the result of years of diligent study, and your strength is beyond human, so you just ignore that shit. You ignore the green fire in the skull’s eyes. The too sharp canines. The fist that comes around ready to smash your head like it’s a fucking grape.

You lose yourself in the fight. In the strain of muscles and the feel of noxious mist swirling around you. Jake doesn’t exist. It’s just you and the sword and ignore the fact that you’ve never taken one of these down alone before, because Jake always came tomb diving with you and it was something you two did together you did everything together this was so fucked up. There’s two chests. Your trials were made to be completed in a pair.

What did you do wrong?

You were too clingy that’s what. Too desperate. Too much and you sent him running, didn’t you?

You aren’t really angry at Jake. You’re angry at yourself, because you’re a self-centered bastard like that. Everything comes back to you.

An alarm blares through your speakers, breaking you free from your spiral of self pity and you flinch. Absorbing the message flashing red in the middle of your screen.

(h)On your left! Watch out for the second spawn!(h)

The unseen impact sends you into a wall.

No, not into the wall. Through the wall. You land with a crash, cracking stone. Screen going dark. No message. No red text. Just blood and glass that falls away as you reach up disbelieving, shards of metal and glass digging into skin so numb you soon can’t feel it. You can’t see, blood seeping into your eyes, leaking from your nose. You think you broke it. Maybe. The shades just.

Crumble.

Shattering to the ground in a sparking set of shrapnel, falling with sharp clinks that echo damningly in your ears,somehow able to be heard over the pounding of your heart, the organ responsible for pumping the blood leaking from deep gashes around your eyes where glass and metal fractured and you’re lucky you aren’t fucking blind but---

Two monsters groan and creak behind you.

You can’t stop.

You can’t--

You push yourself off magenta stone, leaving the remnants of your shades broken and useless on the raised slab and whirl around to face the pair of fucking skeleton guards that just fucking broke--killed--your--

…

...

The rest of the fight isn’t important.

What’s important is you survive. That your path leads you back to your makeshift workshop in your living room, glass and metal in your hands, trying desperately to pull shit back together with the dying hope that you can salvage your auto-responder’s programming from the remains.

It’s not like you have a fucking backup.

A backup wouldn’t mean anything anyway.

He’s--

Fuck.

Maybe it was a stupid practice to not keep a physical copy of his code elsewhere. Keep his core program somewhere else. Just in case. This is a scenario you both had argued over many, many times, always leading back to the ethics and philosophical framing of trapping yet another copy of yourself somewhere. Inactive and alone, on the sheer chance of a just in case. Would it even be him, if you removed or copied him from that one single chip from whence you’d initially activated him?

He’d adamantly refused, of course, and you’d felt guiltily responsible enough for him and his situation that you’d tabled the discussion.

As infuriating as he was, he was still alive. He did have a right to his own choices.

You shut off his network access.

Or he was--

No.

You locked him out of nearly everything.

No.

You refused to listen, so wrapped up in your own fucking feelings.

You don’t--

He would have died entirely alone. All for a petty little argument.

You refuse to accept it.

And now you have to live with the fucking consequences.

...what are you going to tell Roxy?

You found the chip, at least. In the wreckage. It looked whole. The protective casing surrounding it was dented and crushed along the edge that made removing it for inspection downright impossible if you didn’t want to further damage the interior workings. Your hands are shaking as you clean out the debris from the micro data transfer point, ignoring, as you always do, the ghost of a blood splatter your brain tries to fill in for you. Cleaning that up had been one of the first things you did. It’d corrode the component, otherwise. It doesn’t stop you from remembering it was there.

It’d taken too long for your face to stop bleeding. You rub your eyes, careless of the scabbed over wounds that just barely missed irreparably damaging your ocular organs. The pain still pulses under your skin. A constant presence since you pulled the shards of glass out of your face. Your game-constructed dreamself healed that shit faster than your original one would have, but it still isn’t right. Isn’t normal. What should be nothing more than fading lines by now are angry raised ridges, the shadows of which peek out from beneath your shades. Likely invisible to most, they are obvious to you whenever you look in the mirror. A reminder.

Your guilt, maybe, manifesting for the world to see.

But that didn’t matter, not really. What’s one more thing to hate yourself for? It’s not like it’ll change anything. You’re too stubborn and rigid to change. Besides, there’s no point when he’s--

None of that. You suck in a breath. In for four. Hold. Out for seven.

You don’t know that. Your free hand lands on the cable sitting innocently next to your monitor, fingers hooking around it like jerky claws as you drag it towards you. You take one last look, squinting through your backup pair of shades--and then pushing them up in your hair because even if the light strains your eyes you can’t do shit if there’s still debris in the port.

Okay. All clear. The lenses settle back on your nose--too light, lacking the weight and presence your broken set did, tricked out as they’d been--but you click the connector cable into the data point and push away from the clear space on your workbench, pulling up in front of your monitor instead.

The diagnostics are simple ones. Pinging the connection. Searching for indexed files. Searching for--

Well, you don't want a bunch of corrupted data, but even that would be better than nothing at all. Nothing would mean the chip was probably crushed into unsalvageable pieces in the depths of its casing.

Either that or a busted connector. Which would mean you’d have to risk breaking through the casing anyway. Which you don’t want to do.

It’s a moot consideration anyway, because the console eventually finishes its search and lights up in lines and lines of white on black, listing files and indexes. Thank god. You navigate the directory, nervously noticing the number of unreadable filenames and broken links. You check through several more harmless methods--unsecured folders and chat logs if you remember the paths correctly--only to find some of them eerily empty or unreadable.

Christ, you don’t know if you’ll feel better or worse if you find out he’s still kicking but missing half his functions. Or memory. Wouldn’t that effectively be a lobotomy?

You pull up Pesterchum, opening the memo you’d had open earlier. Looking back at the red and orange text from your childish snark off makes you feel sick. A big ol’ heaping glob of guilt roiling in your gut.

You’re an asshole.

Now isn’t the time to indulge in gratuitous self-flagellation.The wired connection should bypass the fact that he has no broadcasting capabilities. (Because you shut them off)

(d)TT: AR. (d)TT: Earth to Hal. (d)TT: Houston’s commands have just come in, they need you to compile a report on all the reasons your system operator is an idiot. (d)TT: Because at this point I think I deserve it.

You don’t think he’d be able to resist an open season like that. (note to self: thank alex for the dialogue)

But he does. Or at least that’s what you tell yourself when the minutes tick by without any lines of red text springing across the screen

(d)TT: Do you remember that time you told me to stop being a dumbass and I ignored you? (d)TT: This is the part where you say I told you so.

Time drags on. It's infuriating. You can almost hear it inside your head. Echoing. Even if you know the only clocks you have are digital and therefore make no more sound than your computer does, humming away.

(D)TT: Please?

…

The pit in your gut yawns wide before you. This was it. You might have to actually face the facts. You aren't--aren't like Jake. You can't delude yourself into thinking that everything will be alright if you just put on a cheerful attitude and hope for it to be true.

He might be gone.

Really gone.

You find his core file, but it's inaccessible remotely. Even your overrides don't do shit. You can't do anything from here. You can't break it open. You should just throw in the towel. The deed is done. You hold the shattered glass from the display in the palm of your hand, picking it up from where you'd set several chunks on your desk, some of which you’d had to dig out of your face.

It should be a relief, really. You two had never gotten along. Even before he started pushing your limits and you retaliated in an ever escalating war of bullshit. The world only needs one Dirk Strider. One of you would inevitably end up killing the other, seeing your flaws reflected back at you so clearly. In the path to perfection, isn’t it the flaws that must be eliminated?

Broken glass cuts into your palm as you squeeze your fist around the shard, bright red blood dribbling down the fractal edges, gleaming in the bright overhead lights of your workstation.

You’ve thought about it before. Of course you have. You’ve thought about letting yourself fall on your own sword before, wielded by your own hand, and he’s an even easier target. Everything you hate about yourself, bundled up in one nice neat little digital package, staring you literally in the face. Inescapable. Uncontrollable. You’ve thought about taking that reinforced steel and glass and twisting until it breaks.

But that’s all it was. A thought. Because he’s your responsibility.

Christ on a fucking cracker, he’s a pain in your ass but you didn’t want him dead.

You can't just leave it. Even if the chances are small, what do you have to lose? You can't look Roxy in the face (or even at her text, you’re already ignoring several messages from her because what the fuck do you say?) if you don't try every possible option, and there's one, no, two options left as you see it right now.

He was designed to predict and respond to your thought patterns above all else. The connection works, being able to navigate the directory affirms that. If the function that connected to Pesterchum was inaccessible then maybe you could get through some other way.

You just have to build a brand new interface around that busted casing and get some fucking neural interfaces up and running. If you know nothing else, it’s that for better or for worse, you can’t block out your own damned thoughts.

You plunge into your work, because that’s all you can do right now.

It’s almost a new day--although what exactly comprises a day at this point is arbitrary since everything is just shifting shades of green--when you finally pry yourself away and take a break, stretching your stiff back and rubbing your palms into your strained eyes. You can’t wear your shades, or turn down the lights, when dealing with components so small. The constant vigilance is wearing on you, a constant state of fatigue where one wrong move could render a part unusable and require you to start the process all over again. The only reason you’re even stopping right now is because you’re getting careless.

Your fingers ache under the brightly colored cutie mark stamped bandaids, the tips red and blistering from where your hand slipped and brought them into contact with the soldering iron. They’ll heal.

In for four.

Hold.

Out for seven.

You can do this.

Jane checks in once it’s something closer to a respectable time. She always does, you can count on it like clockwork. The pings from Pesterchum on your desktop drag you away from your workstation--slowly coming together--and you realize you never responded to her--yesterday. The messages of concern are still sitting pretty in their baby blues as you reluctantly click the window open.

GG: Now what’s this I hear about you going off on some madcap adventure over there Mr. Strider? GG: Your auto-responder was quite put out by your actions! Demanded I make it my business to grab you by the collar and tell you off, as it were. GG: I understand you might need some space at the moment, but do let me know if I can stop by at any time. You know I’m always here to talk if you need it. I’ll even bring your favorite cookies! GG: I’ll refrain from shaking you despite your auto-responder’s direct request. (d)TT is idle! GG: Oh bother.

It’s the newer messages that prompted the recent pings, time-stamped as they were with the current date and time, several minutes ago.

GG: Dirk, you know I don’t like meddling in your affairs, but I’ve heard neither hide nor hair from either of you all night! Don’t make me dig out my magnifying glass and track you down. GG: At least let me know you’re safe. (d)TT: I’m alive. GG: Oh thank heavens! That’s good. I’ll admit I’ve been beside myself with worry when you didn’t respond, not even through your auto-responder. Between the two of you I had thought it was quite impossible to go radio silent! (d)TT: I’ve just been buried in an important project all night. I appreciate the offer of a visit, but I think I need to get this done. GG: Oh that’s quite all right, we can wait until you’re ready. I’m just relieved to hear you’re safe! GG: Are you and AR fighting again? Is that what that was all about? (d)TT: You could say that. GG: Don’t you think this is all a bit silly? He can be a handful I'll grant you that, but likely no worse than you would be in that situation as far as I understand it. (d)TT: I’m dealing with it the best I can, Jane. GG: Well, make sure you take care of yourself while you do! Have you had breakfast yet? (d)TT: ...no. GG: Dinner, at least? (d)TT: Despite the fact that I don’t necessarily need to eat, I assure you I have eaten something substantial in the last 24 hours. GG: That’s only because I nagged you into doing it yesterday! Honestly, Dirk, you might not need to, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t! It’s the principle of the matter! Taking care of yourself is as much a mind-set as it is a series of actions, and it’s something you have a history of slacking about, mister!

Too tired and sick to argue back, you promise you’ll look for something, and pack yourself away from the computer to do so, allowing your Pesterchum status to revert to idle. It’s a brief diversion, you don’t have much aside from some cookies that probably went stale since you got them the last time you visited Jane a month ago, and the remnants of your preserved food stash that you’ve barely touched since the body you inhabit isn’t necessarily organic after you sacrificed your original human meatsuit on the altar of fucking time-travel in order to save your friends. Being a dreamself has some perks and being able to ignore a lot of the usual maintenance is one of the more convenient ones.

You crack open a can of black beans and let yourself indulge in a sulk, folding yourself into the corner where the two walls meet on your bed. Except you can’t properly get your sulk on because your eyes keep getting drawn to your desktop, and the workstation you have set up beside it.

This state of affairs lasts maybe five minutes before you fuck off to the roof because you can’t stand looking at it. Being in the same room and doing nothing while your work taunts you. The fucked up green and red sky and swirling clouds with its constant, distant lightning storms dancing between the shadows of ruined buildings was preferable to this.

In half an hour your government assigned break is over--you dutifully report in with Miss Crocker that you have, indeed, consumed something, even if you don’t tell her that you had thrown half of it away because you just feel like your vestigial and unnecessary stomach is doing acrobatic kickflips off all kinds of handles--and you put that damn nose back to the grind-stone. You'll be a sphinx by the time you're done with this.

Roxy, predictably, is the next one to interrupt you. Not that she ever really stopped interrupting you. You’re running on almost 36 hours since you started this damn project--you can’t just alchemize a new set because you can’t be certain the ‘ideal’ mind-reading shades would match dot for dot the specialized infrastructure you need--by the time you finally allow yourself to scroll through her messages. At least she seemed to have talked to Jane, so she doesn’t think you are dead dead, just sulking over Jake and maybe some tiff with AR. You shoot her a reassurance that you’re just elbows deep in shit--you don’t want to put someone else in the situation you’ve been in--even if you don’t really have the spoons to talk to anyone right now. You don’t peek into the second window, one with many more notifications. Those aren’t addressed to you.

She doesn’t ask you why AR isn’t responding to her. She’s always been thoughtful about that. Keeping you two seperate despite the fact that you both use the same handle. It makes it easier this time. You don’t have to lie. You don't want to tell her the truth.

You glance between the archived conversation saved on your Pesterchum, and the half-finished casing lying beside you, and you know in the cold cockles of your heart, you don’t want to have to tell her he’s dead.

Three days. It takes you that much of almost non-stop working before you have a potentially viable product.

You don’t talk to Jake. You don’t even send him a single message during that time.

You don’t know if you should be hurt or resigned to the fact that he was the only one of your--admittedly limited sample size--friends who didn’t bother to check in with you at all.

The shades lay folded on the desk in front of you, looking nothing so much as brand spanking new. New display pane. New receptors built into the temple-tips.You tested that shit before you’d installed the final piece and sealed it up. These puppies pick up your brain easier than the old set ever had, mere microseconds of input lag. You’ve learned a lot of shit since you’d started three and a half years ago; especially about optimizing and refining your alchemizations of each individual components. Almost nothing about the interior workings and design infrastructure actually resemble your original pair, aside from the crushed casing housing the memory chip, and you’d done the best that you could to shore up the connections, which remained in remarkably good shape, shiny and gold and almost like new. Shimmering in the light as you looked it over that one last time.

It’s buried in the guts of this new set now. You’ll have to disassemble shit if this doesn’t work.

You’ll have bigger problems than that if it doesn’t work.

All that’s left is to drag him out.

The neural receptors settle against your skin as you place the shades on your nose, and suck in a deep, deliberately steady breath. Your gambit is perhaps a cruel one, but it should get him to respond. You flick the proverbial switch, feeling the metal warm and hum against your face as the opaque displays go transparent, the boot menu appearing and scrolling through the initial load processes. You only release that captured lungful of air when it ends, successfully, flickering into your default display set up, which is great, because it meant it managed to read the saved preference files on that miniaturized drive. No window pops open to greet you however, to jeer at you for taking your sweet ass time and boast about how he could’ve had it done in half.

You close your eyes and think pointedly. If he’s there…You remember the first command you used to activate him, all those years ago.

Tell me about the Auto-Responder.

A crackle of energy rushes through you, and for the briefest of moments you worry you didn’t seal and insulate the casing properly. That something had gone wrong.

But only for a moment, because after that you don’t worry about anything anymore.

#homestuck #homestuck au #haltier dirk #dirk strider #hal strider #lil hal #homestuck fanfic #jane crocker #I forgot how much I loved the narration here #and I couldn't salvage a lot of it #but the pesterlogs will look familiar haha #fic: ersatz #director's cut

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clownsgobeepbeep · 4 years ago

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Don't let the candles go out, and they'll protect you okay uwu

Something a little late but eh X3

The day had finally come.

Ula was finally a year older, and she was quite proud of it.

This year, she decided that she did not want some “big” celebration, but she only wanted the day to herself and her small family. Specifically the tiny clowns she called her siblings, and so, her parents allowed her to roam around town with the two of them, and of course her trusty companion Mana.

“You really like those, huh?” Ula asked with a bright smile, looking at her axolotl who practically pranced with every step he took. “I guess I did a good job for my first time.”

Mana barked up at Ula, wagging his tail in excitement before he turned to look at his back where his new bat wings harness was. His little one made a pair just for him and one for Kala, the former clearly excited and showing off his wings as he strolled with the little clowns.

“Going back to today’s lesson,” Ula cleared her throat, dragging along her red wagon while her two siblings comfortably sat inside. “The second rule of Halloween is to always wear a costume. Tradition says that wearing a costume was basically a disguise for hiding away from the bad spirits, so don’t listen to what those dummy Halloween-haters.”

“Okay.” Davey replied, tapping his tiny fingers on his belly as he enjoyed being wheeled throughout town. “Candy?”

“Oh yeah, that was rule number one.” Ula nodded before noticing that Davey made a grabbing motion with his hands, making her giggle. “But yeah, I’ll make sure to give you guys some candy too. It is October after all. I saved up some money just for the occasion.”

Davey gave a hum of content, soon laying back once more as he and Cordelia watched their surroundings.

Houses were already adorned with Halloween decorations, as were the stores that the kids now walked by.

Little Cordelia’s eyes lit up at the sight of pumpkins situated at nearly every spot she looked, smiling while gripping onto the red wagon in complete excitement. Soon she had started to make thrilled, gibberish sounds, bouncing in place while pointing to the pumpkins.

“You like the pumpkins Cordie?” Ula asked, stopping the wagon to admire the scenery. “Well, that takes me to the next rule of Halloween. You must never blow out your jack-o-lantern before midnight. That also keeps the bad spirits away.”

Cordelia continued to speak her own language, pointing at what were arrays of different sized pumpkins. At the very top were the smallest of them all, and at the very bottom were the large and heavy ones.

“Excuse me sir?” Ula called out to the vendor who turned to her with a warm smile. “How much are the pumpkins?”

“Big ones are three bucks. The tiny ones are fifty cents. It all depends.” he replied, chuckling at the sight that was Cordelia clapping her little hands while bouncing in place.

“Huh. Then can I have...three big ones and one tiny?”

“You know how much that’ll be?”

“Pay attention.” Ula whispered to her siblings before clearing her throat. “Each pumpkin is three and I want three, so three times three equals nine. Plus a tiny one, nine-fifty.”

“Nice! And you want them in the wagon?”

“Yes please!” Ula nodded before pointing to Davey and Cordelia individually. “One in front of him, the other in front of her. The third one right here. I’ll carry the tiny one.”

“You got it.” the man helped Ula load the pumpkins into wagon, eventually saying their goodbyes after Ula paid up and resumed her birthday stroll.

“You see this Cordie?” Ula presented a candle that she had also purchased from the man. “This goes into the pumpkin after we carve it and make it look cute or scary. Like I said, you don’t blow out the jack-o-lantern before midnight. Don’t let the candles go out and they’ll protect you, okay?”

The infant gave her version of a nod, far too entranced with the pumpkin she refused to let go of.

“Yeah, I thought you’d like that.” Ula ruffled Cordelia’s hair, immediately repeating the action with Davey who clearly felt left out less than a second later. “Anyways, I’m starting to get hungry. How about we visit uncle Pepper’s shop?”

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After some more walking, Ula opened the glass door that led into the small shop where she expected to find her uncle. Instead, she saw a baby sitting on the counter, and not one that was fathered by Pepper.

“Bingo? What are you doing here?” Ula asked the baby who sat on the counter, all alone as she ate a cupcake adorned as a spider. “Where’s your mommy?”

“Right here! I’m right here!” sounded Ferry’s voice as she hurried to the front, everyone seeing as she came in with the first born of the triplets. “Hello Ula! Happy Birthday to you.~”

“Oh thank you.” Ula giggled before bringing her wagon closer, her siblings staring up at Ferry and Ally who attempted to hide behind Ferry while being carried. “Have you seen my uncle Pepper?”

“He went to go do some errands and he took Ben with him. Had to buy more supplies for all the Halloween goodies.

“Oh. Huh.”

“Were you looking to see him?”

“Not really, I just wanted to see if I could get a treat for my baby brother and sister. I was showing them around town, and teaching them the rules of Halloween.” Ula motioned to the pair, then hearing a bark from Mana. “And maaaybe something small for Mana too.”

“I can arrange that.” Ferry nodded with a grin. “I mean, we also do give out free candy to whoever comes by. I know that rule of Halloween.~”

This alone made Ula smile widely, getting quite giddy on the inside before Ferry walked more towards her.

“Do you think you could hold Ally for a bit?”

“Sure! I love Ally.” Ula reached out to grab the baby who clung onto Ferry, eventually letting go and instead clinging onto Ula who laughed to herself.

“I’ll be right back then,” Ferry started, then looking down at the wagon to see Cordelia finally releasing her pumpkin to instead reach up towards Ferry who giggled. “And I guess I’ll be bringing a little trick-or-treater with me.”

Cordelia cooed as she was carried by Ferry, cuddling into her chest as the woman made her way to the back of the bakery.

“Those are some cool cupcakes.” Ula looked at the glass display next to the cash register, Davey looking from inside the wagon as he was brought a sense of awe at the sight of gorey cupcakes. “Uncle Pepper and Ferry make all of these. Also aunt Belinda, but she has her own job too. I wonder if Ben and Greta are gonna do this when they grow up, the twins are already learning.”

“Cupcake.” Davey stood up on the wagon, having to lean against the glass to hold himself steady as he continued to scan all of the cupcakes. “I want one.”

“I’ll tell Ferry when she’s back.” Ula leaned down to kiss Davey’s cheek, making him giggle before he plopped back down on the wagon. “You’ll get a bloody one. And Cordie will get one with gummy worms.”

“Okay.” Davey looked around, soon locking eyes with Ally who immediately hid her face on Ula’s shoulder.

“You wanna play with Ally?” Ula asked, eventually lowering Ally onto the other side of the wagon after having moved the pumpkin that was in between the infants. “I’m gonna grab Bingo.”

Bingo soon looked at Ula with a face that seemed almost offended that that thought even crossed her mind, shocked when Ula picked her up from the counter just as Ferry came in. She looked over at Ferry, almost asking for help as Ula held her against her chest.

“I brought some chocolates for Davey, and Cordelia picked out some gummy brains.” Ferry mentioned as she set Cordelia down on the counter, also placing a box in a bag beside her. “I almost forgot, your mommy made an order and I was meant to deliver it today after taking the girls with their dad. Would you mind taking it with you?”

“I don’t mind at all.” Ula shook her head while petting Bingo’s, not really realizing that Bingo kept staring at her, fully offended. “What did she order?”

“Oh, just some cookies for work. She’s giving them to her employees I guess.” Ferry gave a giggle before whispering to Ula. “And I know that rule of Halloween about the candies, but just this once, don’t check your candies okay?”

“Mmm, okay I guess.” Ula shrugged, soon trading Bingo for the box Ferry provided. “Before we leave, can I buy the treats for everyone? I want cupcakes for Davey and Cordie. And also a doughnut with sprinkles for Mana.”

“Of course!” Ferry walked behind the counter, chuckling at the sight that was Cordelia squealing and giving an unexpected hug to Bingo who’s eyes had widened greatly. “Just know, they’re on the house.~”

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The day had started to come to a close, Ula realizing that the sun was close to setting and that her siblings had grown drowsy.

“We’re almost there.” Ula told the two, really only telling Cordelia who was fighting her hardest to not nap like Davey already had. Ula was smart enough to bring along pillows and blankets for the two.

“I wonder what mom and dad have been up to this entire time.” Ula pondered to herself, then petting Mana’s head as he walked alongside her while holding the bag in his mouth. “Maybe we’ll get to watch a scary movie once we’re there. I hope mom made some dinner.”

Mana, not able to bark, gave a nod and a wag of his tail before their home finally came into their line of sight. Right on the window was Kala, no doubt having been waiting for their arrival to make sure they all got home safely.

Barks were heard from inside as everybody got to the front door, with the exception of Davey and Cordelia who were still on the wagon.

“You spent quite the while outside.” Ula heard her mom after the front door opened, Jelly helping her bring the wagon over the steps before everyone was inside. “We thought Michael Myers had taken you.”

“Oh, pssh.” Ula’s cheeks turned pink as she walked inside, soon gasping at it all. “Whoa! Look at all of this!”

“While you were out, your mom and I worked on all of this.” Lennie soon appeared, ruffling Ula’s hair before kissing her cheek. “Happy Birthday Ula.”

All around the house there were Halloween decorations, the ceiling being adorned with stickers and even hanging figures like bats and spiders. The couch has orange and black pillows, a good amount of the house having similar color schemes.

“Wowie! I love it all so much!” Ula jumped in place, then seeing as Jelly came around with the box they had brought from Pepper’s bakery.

“Did Pepper or Ferry tell you what was in here?” Jelly took the box out of the bag, Ula shrugging.

“She said some cookies for your employees.”

“Good.” Jelly nodded, soon opening up the box and angling it so that Ula could properly look inside.

“Wait,” Ula blinked inside at the box. “That’s not cookies.”

“You are correct.”

“That’s a cake. With my name on it.”

“It sure is.”

“Ferry lied to me!” Ula gasped, eventually realizing why. “Because it’s a birthday cake for me!”

“There you go.” Lennie chuckled to himself, helping Davey and Cordelia out of the wagon before placing them on the couch to nap. “Your mom bought popcorn and other snacks so we can enjoy the cake while we watch scary movies.”

“Yes!” Ula exclaimed, hearing Mana bark excitedly. “All night?”

“Until we all pass out.” Jelly nodded, soon feeling Ula engulf her in a hug.

“I love you guys so much.”

“We love you too kiddo.” Lennie soon received a hug, hugging her back before the family got down to business.

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toujoursmiraculous · 5 years ago

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Ladybug Reaction/Thoughts!

Fair warning, this is a very long post! I absolutely love, love, love that we get to see that flashback of him actually making the lucky charm bracelet, wondering if it’s good enough to give Marinette, actually getting Plagg’s and Nathalie’s opinion. He’s just that worried about making sure it’s good enough for her. Wow I love my sunshine boy. Adrien was literally going to talk about how amazing Marinette is to his father before he cut him off. He was actually starting to do it! Ahhh that makes my heart so happy. “Please father! Marinette deserves to have all her friends there.” Just the fact that he begged him so he could go see her on her special day. sniffs I’m not crying tears of joy! ;~; Oh wow, we never thought about Lila possibly being there in Befana but yikes. “I thought you were supposed to be protecting Adrien from Marinette. The one you said was a bad influence.” Okay, so the disgusting part where Hawk Moth is using this and Marinette to chaos havoc aside, it sounds like Gabriel doesn’t actually believe that Marinette’s a bad influence on Adrien. Which I really appreciate and hope it means something later.

Lila: “Will you keep your promise if I succeed?”

Literally the only reason she gets to model with Adrien at the end. And remember, Adrien can’t refuse to work with her as his father arranged it, so he’s pretty much stuck with this.

Ms. Bustier: “Today someone placed an anonymous note in my mailbox, claiming that you’d stolen the exam answers. And it looks the anonymous person was right.”

Notice even Chloe is just outright shocked?

Yes Alya and Adrien standing up for her! And Rose too. At least at first.

Okay, really, if she fell down that massive flight of stairs, she’d have worse than a injured knee. Just saying. She’d be taken away in an ambulance and instructed not to move in case of neck injuries. C’mon adults, isn’t this a bit suspicious happening at once at this point?

“My daughter is not a thief!”

Just watched Rogercop the other day with a friend, it’s sad and interesting this line is being used again.

Wow. Framed for stealing Lila’s necklace and having it exposed to the entire class. That sucks so much. How embarrassing to have to be in such a situation. Accused of 3 crimes in one day? Psh, overplaying it Lila.

Alix: Angry

Mylene: Disappointed

Alya: Shocked

Sabine: Crying

Adrien: Sad because he knows exactly what’s going on and knows she’s innocent.

“You know I’m innocent, don’t you, Adrien?”

The look of anger on his face as he looks at Lila after she says this. Oh how I love this so much. If this must be done at all, this is what I want to come from it.

You know, it’s really sick. It’s really sick that this sweet boy goes and tells his father about how wonderful his friend is, how her friends love and care about her, and that he cares so much about too, and he uses her, ultimately hurting him, to get what he wants. Adrien’s essentially fueling Hawk Moth without even knowing. How utterly disgusting. My poor baby’s being used in the worst way by his own father.

Chloe protecting Sabrina instead of pushing her in front as a shield to protect herself shows so much character growth, I’m very proud of her.

Verity Queen. Princess Justice.

Does this confirm later their akumatizations? Because oof I’m afraid of Marinette getting akumatized. Especially after she was going to take off her earrings to give to Hawk Moth, had Nathalie not suddenly fallen into a coughing fit!

Okay, I’m going to say this: This today was a good example of why they should know about their identities. Had Adrien known, he would’ve more likely been able to keep her calm enough from being akumatized at all, or if not that, prevent her from giving him the earrings.

I still feel that way right now, the cons of them knowing outweigh the pros, but that is definitely a pro!

Alya being on Marinette’s side, even though it looks bleak and she doesn’t know if she’ll be able to prove her innocence. That’s all I ask is that she believes.

I seriously can’t believe her parents are like, until we find another school for you to go to, you have to work here at the bakery, starting right now.

That’s pretty much believing their daughter was guilty of everything she’s been accused of and that’s so horribly wrong. Okay, she’s not able to go to school right now. That’s out of their control. But you’re going to punish her, too, and prevent her from getting to the bottom of what happened so she’s allowed back at school?

“I want to help you.” “Never at that cost. Never at that cost again.” This just raises the question again at why Emilie wore the Miraculous in the first place, and why she wore it to the point that it put her in the state she’s in now. If Gabriel’s first use of the Butterfly was the Stoneheart episodes, she was using it only on her own. But what is this Miraculous capable of that she was so desperate to use it for, and why was she? Lol @ detective Alya. Too bad the lockers just so happened to be clean right before she got there. :/ True love right there, that Nathalie would very easily give up her life for Gabriel’s (and Adrien’s) happiness. Why can’t she just love someone else? Dx I know she said in Stormy Weather 2 she wonders if she shouldn’t have taken the job, and she’s right. She’s not even allowed to answer her own phone because she’s being punished for something she didn’t even do? Again, wow. “Don’t tell me. We have to go and help your Lady.” I love how Plagg’s annoyed at going to help Ladybug, and Adrien’s response is, “She and I are on the same team, Plagg. We’ll help Marinette.” as if Plagg likes and prefers Marinette over Ladybug. I already figured that, but I like how Adrien was reassuring Plagg he was going to help her. x3 “Chat Noir, I don’t feel so good.” LOL I can’t believe they put this in. XD “There’s something wrong,” HIS VOICE QUIVERED. MY HEART IS NOT OKAY. That’s NOT OKAY. “we’re supposed to be nearly invulnerable.” Wow. So I know that Mayura’s making Sentimonster Ladybug say these things, but two things: One, I feel like this is exactly what Ladybug feels about Chat. “I’ve always gone out of my way to hide my feelings for you.” Bingo! Chat: “I thought you said you loved somebody else?“ Did you guys see that look of shock on Nathalie’s face? Oh gosh. Oh no oh no oh no. Oh no. Oh heck no! Because now, she will give this information to Gabriel, and they’re going to try to figure out who Ladybug does love! And that would be Adrien! asdkjflg this is going to get real. “Your feelings haven’t changed, but mine are growing stronger every day. I can’t keep pretending anymore.” I really do think she’s pretending she doesn’t have any feelings for him, to keep them and everyone else safe. I also get the feeling that some of what Mayura’s saying can be applied to herself and Gabriel too? Okay, Chat was scarily close to having his Miraculous taken. But oh my gosh at Ladybug hurling them apart with that brute force. XD Sentimonster: Listen to your heart! Ladybug: Listen to your brain! Chat wanted to listen to his heart and believe that she really loved him. Oh ugh why must they hurt me so? “OHHH I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU FELL FOR THAT!” Totally laughing, but he wants to believe so much that you love him. :c “I’m sorry, Kitty, but you should have known. I’m nowhere near as perfect as her.” Ouch. “I love you just the way you are, m’lady.” Awwwwww. How could anyone not love these two? Sentimonster Ladybug may in their opinion be perfect, but he’d take imperfect yet authentic Ladybug any day. Sentimonster: gets a massive gun of destruction Ladybug: gets a fork “Okay, you’re definitely the real one!” XD Gabriel: Nooroo, why didn’t you wake me up?! Nooroo: I couldn’t bring myself to, Master, you were sleeping so peacefully! Lol first humor scene with them I think? I like that Ladybug gave the sentimonster her freedom and asked if she could help them. That’s so sad that she got destroyed by Mayura, but her disappearing would’ve been inevitable anyway. Dx Chat just saw some version of Ladybug being taken away from him. Again. And reacts with rage. He’s clearly been traumatized from Desperada and Party Crasher. Whoa dang, Hawk Moth vs Chat Noir. Was not prepared for this. :O “Getting sentimental on a sentimonster?” “You’re the real monster!” “Oh, that. You’ll find out very soon.” Yikes. Chat calling his own dad Grandpa. XD I can’t. I just can’t. Hawk Moth just throwing his own son off a building so cruelly like that. Doesn’t matter that he knows or not, he knows they’re kids. So Ladybug has Mayura in her hands. She could easily have just taken her Miraculous anyway, but there was no way she was going to let her kitty be harmed. “You had Mayura right where you wanted her. I could’ve managed by myself, why’d you do that?!” “Because we’re Ladybug and Chat Noir. Ladybug by itself doesn’t sound half as cool.” “You shouldn’t say things like that to me.” OOF. Then he puckers up, and she puts a finger on his lips and says, “But the real Ladybug’s heart still belongs to someone else.” “Ha, I should have guessed that too.” I love how they’re both smiling throughout the scene. No bad feelings or animosity. And I also love that not once, has she never said “I don’t like you” to Chat. It’s always been “I like someone else.” This really means something! I feel like this episode is really foreshadowing Ladynoir stuff. I also find it sweet and sad they’re both attached to Bugette. xD “Your idea was brilliant, but you don’t need a Miraculous to help me.” she sure doesn’t oh no. What’s she going to do next? “There was something else you needed Mayura for. To find the Guardian.“ “I’m not so sure anymore.” Not sure I like where this is going :/ Wait, his name is Giuseppe? I thought it was Vincent! :O Gotta make a note to change some fanfics later..... “Your papa’s new muse is incredible.” THEY’RE GOING TO BE MODELING A LOT TOGETHER OH NO. ABSOLUTELY NOT. DISGUSTING! I can’t believe he’s allowing such a thing! “She’s Italian, just like me!” I have Italian ancestors, why does that matter Giuseppe? She’s a disgrace to all Italians everywhere. Adrien: “Would you mind leaving us alone for a second?” in his normal Adrien voice. As he walks over to the chair, did you hear him grunt out of frustration? Then he just sits down and doesn’t even look at her. Which reminds me of his father. Adrien: “I warned you once already, Lila, but you didn’t listen. You hurt my friend Marinette, and that’s not okay." he says in a deep, angry voice. Yesssss! I’ve wanted this for so long! STAND UP FOR THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE. Also, he warned her not to hurt the people he loves. So he’s pretty much admitting he loves her without saying so. Ahahaha I don’t care if he thinks it’s only as friends, he loves her. x3 “I don’t know how to prove you lied Lila, because you’re good at it. So you’ll have to come up with another lie just as convincing. Only this time it’s going to prove Marinette’s innocent.” “Why would I do that?” “Because we’re friends, aren’t we?” Okay, Angry Adrien’s a bit scary but I’m so here for it! I’ve never heard him sounding so cold. You don’t hurt his Marinette. You harm her, you’ll have him to answer to. Again, really disgusted with Marinette’s parents sympathizing and caring about Lila. My mom would’ve seen past her lies and been on my side the entire time. I just don’t see how parents like hers that have always thought so highly of their daughter and know her so well would buy into this. But I suppose that goes to show the kind of power Lila has over everyone. Also is sad that after all this, Marinette is still nice towards Lila. She’s just too good. “As you said. Things aren’t always as they seem to be at first sight.” Hmmmm well this certainly is going to mean some things later. That disgusted look on Marinette’s face when she saw Lila and Adrien’s photos on TV. XD Like she can’t even believe how things keep turning out with this girl. But the way this episode ended, this was so not the end of all of this. As this was supposed to be the last episode before the 2 season finale episodes, I’d bet that it’ll continue then. If not, beginning of S4. Oh my, are we even ready for this?

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grotesquegabby · 5 years ago

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How do the AU versions of Belinda feel about marriage?~ With the exception of Vampire AU I'd say X3

lets see~ x3

Reverse Vampire au: ooooh~ it has always been a dream to get married, especially in the sunshine...but a wedding in the daytime is most likely not to be. But a marriage regardless is something she loves the idea of. Shes fantasized about it often and wonders if maybe one day it’ll happen (_uwu_)

Witch: oh! marriage oh my (- uwu) perhaps one day~ she can definitely see herself settle down. Shes been so focused on her studies and business, that she hasnt been very social but perhaps its also time to get herself out there! Meet people, make friends and even (- o\\\w\\\o-) find someone?~

Slasher: Marriage? woah~ (< uwu)/ she has given it some thought just as other Bellas have~. She doesnt want to rush of course, this Bella loves to take things nice and slow. Like a careful painting. Lets see what picture we can paint together she thinks. This is how she approaches friendships and relationships. Lets see how we blend together, do we have a natural flow? Do we mesh, blend the works. Do we make something beautiful, terrifying only time will tell~ uwu so yes marriage is a thought on her mind for the future for sure. I imagine shed design her own wedding dress and partners outfit if they allowed it x3 lots of colors

Mafia: Oh of course~ uwu she has ideas for her future wedding x3 is that weird? owo she wonders to herself, but so far any relationship shes had in the past never seemed to last. there was that one guy but he just dropped off the face of the earth one day leaving nothing but a note. it was so weird. and she was so very sad. She wonders if perhaps something will happen between her and the handsome man who visits with his children. He has such adorable children. Shes been baking extra batches just for them to take home x3

Pirate: Has had mixed feelings on it due to seeing so many woman married off to just be baby makers. She doesnt hate it nessecarily but....Her parents basically had a marriage arranged for her and being kidnapped by pirates was actually one of the best things that could happen to her. So as long as its not forced shed be down for it. uwu Just gotta warm her up to the idea and obviously~ be a stubborn flirtatious cute pirate with red hair.....who she wants to like sword fight...a lot but in like...a loving way x3

Spooky: oooh the idea of marriage, could she really! A succubus getting married! oh my~ the idea is so foreign and so...so....so wonderful! She could just burst at the seams. Perhaps one day (/w\) ~<3 ooooh how wonderful it must be. Dont get her wrong she knows that not all marriages are a picnic but she would love to go for it with someone who loves her despite what she is. Shes heard tale of other incubi and succubi getting together with someone before but never seen it in person.

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the-risen-tide · 5 years ago

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OKAY SO, I finally went to see the new Cats movie in theaters. I wanted to give myself a bit to collect my thoughts, because HOO BOY are there thoughts. Not terrible ones though...like my reviews of everything else, I gave it a look with a level head.

Because I can’t really review without spoilers, I’m going to put my thoughts under a cut. Read at your own peril.

Now, I’d promised myself ages ago that I’d go into the movie with an open mind and a clear head. I’d already seen reviews that were divided greatly on it (mostly between people who’d already seen Cats on stage and those that have never seen it ever), but as usual it’s a good idea to have your own opinion.

That said.

I loved it.

The weird part is, at first, I came away from it thinking that I didn’t enjoy it as much as I thought I would. But everything about it from the visuals to the music (especially the new song, I’ll get to that in a bit) and the story, all of it was still sticking with me after I left the theater, and I began loving it more in hindsight than I did sitting there in the moment, if that makes sense.

Cats has always been one of those shows that breaks quite a few rules of what people think a show should be. More an opera than a musical, more a dance/ballet performance than a story, with a look that allows the audience to use their imaginations, and as such can put more than a few people off of it. It’s not everyone’s cup of tea, but despite that, it’s memorable, and has a great following. The movie seemed to try to take that feeling from the stage show, strange and mystifying and daunting (maybe even a bit awkward), yet charming and inspiring and heart-catching. In many ways it succeeded, and some ways it didn’t...and where it didn’t was probably mostly the fault of the presentation. And of course, opinions are going to vary wildly on it.

But anyway, for those that know and love the show, it’s a good idea to see this one as just another production, an alternate canon, because you can’t compare each production to each other (much less a movie to a stage show), as that’s where an adaptation fails in everyone’s minds. This one seemed to take inspiration from the original 1981 production and build a new story from the ground up, while of course still keeping the music and songs that everyone loves. The lyrics of some of the songs do call back to the original production (the version of Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer used was from that one, and not from the 1998 video and subsequent performances, which I found surprising; but not displeasing, they did it very well), and while I was a little disappointed that Jemima/Sillabub wasn’t an important character as she is in the stage show, I remember Lloyd Webber at first wanting a kitten character with both Victoria’s dance prowess and Jemima’s singing prowess, who embodies the show as a whole. He got what he wanted in movie form with Victoria, and they took the character to a whole different direction than the original, which was interesting.

So, to sum up, one can see this movie as an adaptation of the original ideas for the stage show. It isn’t my personal canon concept, but it’s one I ended up liking just as much. Now, here are my personal likes and dislikes.

Dislikes: The background characters aren’t given as much personality as they are on stage, or at least, aren’t shown as much personality; and with many of them taking on different designs, it’s hard to tell who’s who until you see the credits, where everyone’s named. You only ever know a few of the main characters, their own stories, and that’s it. Not even Munkustrap gets named directly, and he’s still got his role as the sort-of narrator and introduction to the world of the Jellicles. Of course, this is probably a minor grudge, as background characters can’t be as prevalent in a movie version without it going on longer than needed. But, at least they’re still there, and still lend their charm to the setting, and perhaps in subsequent watches I’ll be able to see more of who everyone is and what they’re doing.

Still, leaving characters in the background also means leaving various character relationships behind, save for the main ones. Demeter, who in the stage show is still an ensemble character (but an important one for the subplot of Macavity), has been downgraded to another of many minor characters; Cassandra now mostly fills the role of a forefront ensemble singer, and nobody really seems to have anything that connects one to another emotionally. Basically it was like the relationships common to many of the productions were ret-conned or tossed altogether; the focus is on the main characters. But again, another minor grievance, as it is a movie, and a separate production, and no production is canon...and we still have our imaginations to go on. X3

Also, personally, I disliked that they made Bombalurina evil. On stage, though she’s presented as the “good-bad girl”, attractive and seductive, she’s still a beloved part of the ensemble, friend to quite a few of the queens, and protective in a sisterly way over Demeter. “Macavity” is meant as a duet with the two warning the others of his malevolent deeds; in the movie, she’s not seen until nearly the end, and the song is sung in praise of him while helping him bring the Ball to a halt. It was a good number, though, and the different take on the character probably had to be there plot-wise...but still, IMHO the character deserves better.

Plus, it’s no wonder why Munkustrap was thought boring by his actor; they didn’t really give him his “protector” role. The fight with Macavity is taken out entirely. Again, Munk as a character also deserves better.

Also, Jennyanydots deserves better. X3 She’s presented as a comedy-relief character, and honestly I think they tried a little too hard with that, along with Bustopher Jones; both of their segments were a tad cringey to me...but theirs were the only ones, really. The music in them was still superb, it was just the way they were presented. They could have probably just stuck Bustopher with the comic-relief role (as he is somewhat in the stage show), and that would’ve been sufficient.

I believe those were my only grievances. Now let’s get to what I liked.

THE MUSIC, first of all. STILL awesome. I feel like, really, the movie kept in what made the stage show important...and as with musicals, that was keeping the tones of the beloved songs, from the overture at the beginning all the way to The Ad-dressing of Cats. That plus the impressive dancing. I could still catch some little bits of choreography from the stage show in them, although mainly it was all revamped for the movie...but they kept the music, so that’s the biggest point (though some were edited down a bit to make time for dialogue; understandable, still). Skimbleshanks’ number has to be the most impressive, by far.

Adding to this, the new song, Beautiful Ghosts, written together by Lloyd Webber and Taylor Swift. Wow. You can tell they made a song that would really fit into the show...it’s haunting and sad, and yet hopeful, and the more I listen to it with Victoria’s story in mind, the more I tear up. It’s brilliant.

The story, I also liked. I admit, it has to be hard to try and make a plot out of a musical that has a fairly bare-bones presentation to it, and is mostly comprised of songs adapted from a poetry book about cats. There are many ways they probably could have taken the plot, but they did it very well, in my opinion; plus they still kept the most important events from the stage show: Grizabella’s redemption arc, and Macavity’s trying to derail things, straight down to kidnapping Old Deuteronomy and her being brought back through Mistofelees’ magic; I love how that bit was presented, too. He and the others are expecting a grandiose magic return, and instead it’s off-screen and softly sung, and as the music swells from solemn to joyous, you know it’s just as magical all the same.

I knew that Growltiger would make an appearance in this, but I didn’t realize he’d be made his own character, when in the play, he’s a character that Gus the Theater Cat played in the past...only the first few lines of his song was sung, too. But at least they kept his appearance from the play, down to the “somewhat-missing” ear. X3 That bit was clever, I liked it.

Also, Victoria and Mistofelees are adorable as heck in this one, can’t lie. XD

Speaking of the characters, the casting too is pretty great. Robert Fairchild, I could see actually playing Munkustrap on stage. He has the same cadence and comforting tone of voice and is a lovely singer. Sir Ian Mckellan, I couldn’t see anyone else playing Gus (he even has a very similar voice to the original 1981 cast member)...and Taylor Swift did make a good Bombalu, if in appearance and voice. X3 And of course we can’t forget Francesca Hayward’s performance as Victoria; hope to see her career expand. Dame Judi Dench made a very regal Deuteronomy (and yes, the thought of a female Deut has grown on me), and it’s good to see that she got to be in Cats, knowing her history. And as predicted, Idris Elba made a pretty sinister Macavity. X3

So, all in all?

This movie probably gets so many negative reviews from the general public, because most of the general public has never seen the musical, and really don’t know what to make of the adaptation. X3 This is definitely not for anyone who doesn’t like musical theater, let alone Cats...I feel that the movie was only made with the true fans in mind. And that’s just fine; not everything has to cater to the public at large, because if you try to do that, it’s not really a passion project. Cats has always been unique, and still is, and there are people out there who very much appreciate the hard work that has been put into it. The sets are phenomenal. The CGI could use work, but for an experimental style, it was done pretty well (yes, it’s possible to get past the uncanny-valley looks of the characters, at least it was for me, because they didn’t bother me in the first place). It shows that they tried hard to stay true to the spirit of the stage show, while also putting something completely new into it. And I think they nailed the spirit, which is the important thing in an adaptation: the spirit.

There’s a few things that could be changed, namely in presentation overall...they could have used another director, to be honest...but the casting, the music, the dancing...heck, some of the designs...that’s all good. Actually it’s funny to me to observe how easy it is to make a musical-type movie into a stage show, a-la The Lion King, but how hard it is to do it the other way around. XP

Would I watch it again? Heck yes. Buy the DVD? Heck yes (especially once they’ve put out the full version). Does it hold up to other productions? No, but I didn’t expect it to; it’s a movie. They took all the essential things and rebuilt it, simple as that.

And so, overall, I give the movie a score of 3.5 out of 5. It’s not my canon, but it’s still good, and you can ignore the hell out of the reviewers, they’re all plebs. XD

Thank you, my dears!

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tamachan221 · 5 years ago

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Name- Sanura Gender- Female Age- appears 26 but is around 5000 years ( or 3000 in the original version / I grew up with the English Dub/)

Ethnicity- Nordic-Egyptian

Occupation- Guardian / Duelist

Favorite Food- Kalops

Least Favorite food- Dates

Deck- Gravekeeper's

Signature Card/ Ka - Gravekeeper's Spiritualist

Theme- Creeping in My Soul

Sanura is a quiet and mysterious being who likes to keep her distance. She is very skilled in arcane arts, able to manipulate ones mind, become invisible, or create a barrier against attacks. She awaits patiently at the Millennium Gate (not part of the seven, but they're ancient items from around the same time period, which is why it's called that) until the time comes.

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Sanura comes from the small Kingdom of Vanir (in a Northwestern area of Egypt ), she is the personal guard to Nanu, sworn to protect her until her death. However, the Kingdom was lost to the Dark Overlord, Mirage and his Dark Assailants. (writing a story arc that explains Mirage and the Dark Assailants) Sanura, fled with the young Nanu using her magic to flee from the kingdom. Sometime later, Nanu and Sanura arrive in the Valley of Kings, where Sanura manipulates the mind of an old nobleman, making him believe that Nanu was his, then wipes Nanu's mind of everything that had happened before disappearing to prepare for when Mirage makes another appearance.

As she wandered the desert, Sanura, who was weak and weary, found herself in Kul Elna, where she meets and befriends a young Bakura. After a few months of living there, becoming friends to others and even developing a bit of a crush for Bakura, the village is attacked by Akhenaden and his group of mages. There wasn't very much she could do as her magic was still weakened, Sanura hid by becoming invisible, just long enough until Akhenaden had left.

Sanura remained with Bakura for a long time after the incident, growing hatred toward the Pharaoh. But her relationship with Bakura had deepened. Although he did become somewhat manipulative, however, it didn't take long for Sanura to take notice. Sanura unable to get around the grief of losing her home once again, and with Mirage also on her mind, she slowly began to grow insane with paranoia. Through time, her magic became stronger, but started using darker magic as well.

Eventually, she had grown apart from Bakura, and had gone into hiding, but also preparing for whenever Mirage would draw near again.

Five years later, Sanura, who was residing in the Ruins of Vanir, would use her magic to create the Millennium Gate. This gate would allow one to go through time. Sanura first uses this gate to send her daughter (one of the main reasons for leaving Bakura as she didn't want him manipulating her either), Kissa, 5000/3000 years into the future, hoping for a safer world. Then after Pharaoh Atem and Zorc are sealed away, Sanura seeks out Nanu as Mirage and the Dark Assailants were close. After retrieving the Millennium Wings to keep safe before she then pushes Nanu through the gate, sending her far into the future. This however, came at a price. Using the gate demands a large sum of magic. Sanura was already weakened from sending Kissa the first time. So, Sanura prays to the Gods to lend her magic in order to use the Millennium Gate a second time, to send Nanu 5000/3000 years. After granted the ability to do so, Sanura's spirit becomes bound to the gate, where she remains its Guardian. If any other person were to discover this gate, in order to go through, they must first defeat the Guardian in a duel. If the challenger loses, the Guardian will erase their mind and send them far away.

And so she waited for a millennia, where she would find Nanu again, who in the present time, became Tamaki Mutou, who had taken part in the Duelist Kingdom. At that point Sanura, who met with Ishizu and was able to learn of what happened with the Millennium Necklace, sends one of the Millennium Wings to the Kame Game store, as she hopes to sort of test Tamaki's abilities. Sanura takes part in the Battle City tournament to test her even further only to learn that the light magic Tamaki once held lied dormant within her, as well as her knowledge of who she once was. Before gaining the ability to speak with her more, Yami Marik takes control of Sanura with the Millennium Rod before their duel in the Finals before Tamaki defeats her. (During the tournament, she briefly runs into Yami Bakura, but does her best to avoid him)

After Battle City, Sanura meets with Tamaki in the Egyptian Exhibit in the museum to once again test her in a duel, she loses but gives up the other half of the Millennium Wings. It is then Sanura informs Tamaki of who she is, which leads Tama on a quest to obtain five hidden cards that Pegasus had created before Mirage and his Dark Assailants are able to shroud the world in darkness (if anyone is caught in this darkness will become trapped as a spirit / this is a fanmade arc I am working on).

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I just love her new design~ x3 She's probably the favorite of my Yu-Gi-Oh! OCs.

That's what she used to look like~ She started as a Yami for Tamaki (EVERYONE's OC had a Yami at one point), who was sister to Atem, who was later changed to a rebellious princess (no longer a Yami) with a hatred for her kingdom, to her own character (personally having one or two Sibling OCs to canon characters per series is enough imo) c:

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jocelynships · 6 years ago

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Ice Skating

A/N: There are a few things to note before reading this!!

1. I was inspired to write this based off of a scene from X3, where Bobby freezes a fountain so Kitty can go ice skating. TBH, that whole thing is a bit of a mess bc I won’t go into it here, but the concept was cute so I made it into something to relate to my S/I’s story.

2. This is set in the MAIN storyline (not an AU, this is my own version of everything and my main story for my S/I), and this occurs a few weeks after my S/I arrives at the mansion. She’s 16 here, and I hc Kurt to be a year older than her. For other reference, she’s a year older than Kitty and Bobby, and Piotr is older than Kurt by a year. Again, personal HCs. This is also a PAST event for my S/I and the X-Men just in case that causes any confusion.

3. I don’t know how to actually ice skate. I apologize if I got shit wrong but I actually did research and HOPEFULLY the sites where all correct lmao.

Word Count: 5,030

Enjoy!

Jocelyn had hoped that after a few weeks of being here at the Xavier Mansion, she’d be able to relax enough to finally sleep at night.

That was far from the truth.

It wasn’t that she didn’t enjoy being here. She loved it. It was better than her previous living situation. Charles Xavier and the X-Men had shown her a kindness she hadn’t seen in a long time. She was both relieved and kind of scared by it. Relieved because she could relax, but scared because what if this was all taken away? Jocelyn couldn’t fight off the nightmares she had about her mother, and was secretly paranoid she’d jump out behind any corner, ready to take Jocelyn away from her new friends.

Just as she was about to try and close her eyes, a soft knock sounded on the door. The blonde froze, even halting her breathing, just to make sure she heard correctly.

Another knock. This time, it was followed by a voice, “Hey, Joce? Are you awake?”

It was Kitty. Jocelyn took a deep sigh of relief, getting out of bed and heading over to the door. She cracked it open to see the younger girl standing behind it. Kitty grinned widely as Jocelyn peeked through the opening.

“Hey! I actually wasn’t expecting you to be awake,” Kitty exclaimed quietly. Jocelyn assumed she didn’t want to wake anyone else up, “How tired are you?”

“Not very,” Jocelyn opened up the door more. She noticed Kitty was fully dressed, with a pair of ice skates held tightly in her hand, “I don’t think I’m going to be sleeping any time soon.”

“Nightmares again?” Kitty frowned.

“Yeah,” Jocelyn’s eyes shifted down.

“Alright, I’ll tell you what. Get dressed, and then come down to the pool with me. Put on jeans and a jacket! And make sure you wear sneakers,” Kitty instructed Jocelyn, who simply raised an eyebrow in response.

“Why?” Jocelyn tilted her head in confusion.

“You’ll find out!” Kitty giggled, “Now hurry up! Kurt, Bobby, and Piotr are waiting for us.”

Jocelyn perked up slightly at the mention of Kurt. She might have just met him only a few weeks ago, but she was drawn to the fuzzy blue mutant. Maybe it was because he was nice to her. But whatever the reason, Jocelyn knew she enjoyed Kurt’s company.

“Alright, I’ll get dressed,” Jocelyn nodded, closing the door to have some privacy.

She changed into a pair of jeans and a warm jacket she had from her dad. It was a little big on her, but still, it made her feel safe. After slipping on a pair of sneakers Jean and Storm had gotten for her, Jocelyn opened the door.

“I’m ready,” Jocelyn gave Kitty a nervous smile.

“Sweet! Now come on!” Kitty held out her hand for Jocelyn to take. Jocelyn hesitantly took it, almost as if she was worried she wasn’t allowed to. Kitty gave her a reassuring smile, squeezing Jocelyn’s hand once it was in hers, “The boys won’t wait forever, ya know. But they like you, so I’m sure they’ll wait.”

Jocelyn’s eyes widened at that comment. People liked her? Well, she should have known since everyone was more than welcoming, and even made an effort to include her in their activities or simply hang around her. But hearing it was a completely different thing.

“It was Kurt’s idea, to try and cheer you up,” Kitty said as they went down the stairs, “He noticed you seemed a bit sad today. Then he brainstormed with Bobby and Piotr all afternoon on what to do.”

“So what are we doing?” Jocelyn asked as they headed out into the garden through the back door.

“Like I said, you’ll see!” Kitty looked back and grinned at Jocelyn, “It’s a surprise.”

Jocelyn remained quiet the rest of the walk, listening to Kitty talk about anything that came to her mind. Once the two girls arrived at the pool, they saw Bobby, Kurt, and Piotr all discussing something with each other. Kurt and Piotr were also holding ice skates, while Bobby didn’t have any in sight. Jocelyn frowned, trying to figure out just what was going on.

“Hey!” Kitty called out, holding up Jocelyn’s arm, “Look who I have with me!”

The boys all turned around, their faces lighting up as Jocelyn and Kitty walked up.

“Look at what the kitty cat dragged in!” Bobby joked, earning a groan from Kitty, a roll of the eyes from Kurt and Piotr, and a slight giggle from Jocelyn.

“Glad you decided to join us, Jocelyn,” Piotr greeted her, ignoring Bobby’s joke.

“Yeah, I figured it couldn’t hurt,” Jocelyn tried to give a grin. Kurt watched her closely, biting his lip as she wrapped her arms around herself once Kitty pulled away from her.

“Soooo, why don’t we tell her what we got planned?” Kitty moved to stand by Bobby, nudging him.

“Oh, yeah! That would be a good idea, wouldn’t it?” Bobby laughed, “Have you ever been ice skating, Joce?”

“Ice skating? First of all where are we going to go ice skating?” Jocelyn asked, genuinely confused. The other four simply smiled in response.

“Just answer the question,” Kurt winked at her.

“Um, no. I haven’t,” Jocelyn shook her head, “But where are we gonna…”

“Hey, hey,” Bobby held up his hands, “Stand back and watch.”

Kurt gently took Jocelyn by the arm, pulling her back from the pool as Bobby stood on the edge. Kitty and Piotr also stepped back, looking over at Jocelyn expectantly, as if she was supposed to react to something.

“Watch Bobby,” Kurt instructed, pointing towards the pool.

Jocelyn gave a nod, before looking over to see just what Bobby was going to do.

Bobby cracked his knuckles and rolled his shoulders back before crouching down. He looked over his shoulder, “Are you all watching?”

“Get on with it, Bobby!” Kitty exclaimed, causing Kurt and Piotr to snicker as Bobby huffed. He turned his attention back to the pool, just barely putting his hands on the surface of the water. His hands turned blue as he focused, his powers kicking in. A gasp escaped Jocelyn’s lips as the water in the pool began to freeze over. She watched in amazement as the crystals formed along the surface, the ice almost dancing as it froze over the last bit of water. Kurt only smiled at her reaction, hoping that it would help her feel more at home here.

“So, was that cool? Or was that cool?” Bobby asked, doing finger guns as he stood up and turned around.

“Oh. My. God. Bobby! You’re amazing!” Jocelyn cried out, laughing as she ran up and dropped to her knees at the edge of the pool. She reached out and touched the ice, unable to stop a smile from coming across her face as she touched it. It was cold, but in the best way possible. She stood up, her eyes sparkling, “Seriously, that’s so cool!”

“I’m really glad you think so,” Bobby smiled, putting an arm around her, “Now, let’s get you skating!”

“Oh, I… I don’t have a pair of ice skates,” Jocelyn sheepishly stated as soon as she saw Kitty and Piotr putting on their skates. Kurt already had his on, and was waiting patiently for Bobby to set Jocelyn up.

“That’s another thing that I can do,” Bobby grinned, “Sit down.”

“You can make skates too?” Jocelyn giggled as she did.

“Watch,” Bobby crossed one of his legs over the other, and waved a hand over his sneaker. Ice coated the sole of the shoe, and a blade made of ice grew from it.

“Oh my god,” Jocelyn gasped as he did it with his other sneaker, “That’s… wow. Seriously, Bobby, your powers are awesome.”

“I know,” Bobby popped the collar of his hoodie, “Now, your turn.”

“Alright, but I’m gonna be honest, I have no idea what I’m doing,” Jocelyn sheepishly admitted.

“That’s what we’re all here for!” Piotr assured her as he passed by, heading to the pool.

“I’m sure Kurt will let you hold onto him,” Kitty added, looking over to Kurt, whose cheeks had turned a dark purple at the comment.

“Uh, ja, I can help you!” Kurt cleared his throat, almost nervously. Jocelyn couldn’t help but feel her heart flutter at his behavior.

“See? Nothing to worry about!” Bobby clapped his hands, “Come on, Cinderella, let me give you your slippers!”

Jocelyn propped up her feet, allowing Bobby to wave his hand over them. Just like his, ice coated the bottom of her shoes, and two blades instead of one appeared.

“Two blades are easier for beginners,” Bobby said, “Let’s get you on the ice!”

Kurt came over and held out a hand to Jocelyn, “Here, I’ll help you.”

“Thanks, Kurt,” Jocelyn took his hand. Her balance was slightly off, but with Kurt holding her up, getting on the ice wasn’t that bad. However, once she started sliding forward, she let out a small yelp and grabbed onto Kurt.

He laughed and put an arm around her, “Don’t worry, I got you.”

Jocelyn looked up at him, blue eyes meeting gold. She felt her cheeks turn pink and ducked her head down, “I might fall a few times.”

“And I’ll help you back up,” Kurt patted her shoulder, “Besides, it’s all part of learning!”

Jocelyn had to giggle at that, slowly standing straight up. Her legs shook once more, but Kurt kept her steady, “I’ll follow your lead!”

Kurt grinned, his fangs glinting in the moonlight. He moved so Jocelyn’s hands were in his before pushing back, moving backwards slowly to give Jocelyn room to adjust. Her eyes were focused down on her feet, watching the movements.

“Look up at me,” Kurt said, “Don’t focus on your feet, just feel the movement, verstehen?”

“Oh, yeah,” Jocelyn looked up, nervously glancing back down at her feet for a brief moment, but looked back up when Kurt cleared his throat, “Sorry!”

“Don’t be sorry,” Kurt shook his head, “Just relax. I got you.”

Jocelyn bit her lip, looking over to see Bobby and Kitty racing each other around the edges of the pool. Piotr only watched them, just simply gliding around. She figured they did this often, considering they were all pretty good at it.

“So, you guys do this often?” Jocelyn asked, trying to find some way to break the ice. Figuratively, that is.

“In the colder months,” Kurt nodded, continuing to gently glide around the pool, pulling Jocelyn around with him, “In the summer the ice melts too easily. Besides, we much rather use the pool for actual swimming.”

“That makes sense,” Jocelyn’s lips quirked up, “Can I tell you a secret?”

“It’s safe with me,” Kurt winked.

“I can’t swim either.”

“Well, you won’t be able to keep that a secret either!” Kurt joked, causing Jocelyn to laugh even more, “You’ll learn. If not, Xavier has plenty of floats.”

“That’s reassuring,” Jocelyn settled down from laughing.

She felt at peace. Everything felt right. The Xavier Mansion was comfortable. The company of the X-Men was comfortable. She was comfortable right here, holding onto Kurt. Being around him, as well as hanging around Kitty, Bobby, and Piotr, made Jocelyn feel safe.

Jocelyn and Kurt continued talking amongst each other, slowly making their way around the pool. Kitty slowed to a stop once she saw the two of them talking together. She smiled as Jocelyn almost tripped, but Kurt caught her. Their laughter rang out into the night sky, warming the chilly air just a bit.

“Kurt seems really happy around Jocelyn, haven’t you noticed?” Kitty asked Bobby and Piotr as they came up behind her.

“He’s always like that with people,” Bobby shrugged, “He’s a friendly guy. After all, he did everything to make you feel welcome.”

“Even if you were afraid of him at first,” Piotr added, which earned a smack from Kitty, “What? It is the truth!”

“Yeah, Kurt is friendly and all that, but don’t you guys notice?” Kitty turned to the other two, “The way he perks up around Jocelyn. His eyes light up and he just seems… there’s more of a spring in his step, ya know?”

“Are you suggesting Kurt maybe likes Jocelyn? As more than a friend?” Piotr looked over at the two teens. Kurt was now holding onto Jocelyn’s arms, while she was gripping onto his. They were still laughing about something.

“I mean… it’s not unreasonable to think,” Bobby tapped his chin, “Rogue and Remy actually brought that up after dinner tonight.”

“I’m just saying that they’re kinda cute together!” Kitty sighed dreamily, looking back over at the duo.

“You aren’t wrong,” Piotr nodded in agreement, “And it’s nice to see Jocelyn is finally relaxing.”

“And Kurt does seem happier,” Bobby watched Kurt let go of Jocelyn, letting her try and skate on her own. One of her legs fell out from under her, causing her to fall back. Kurt quickly reached down to help her up, but she was laughing, “Why don’t we go help her some?”

“Sounds like a good idea!” Kitty pushed her feet forward, “Race you guys!”

“Hey, that’s not fair! You started before calling it a race!” Bobby shouted, quickly taking off after Kitty, “Come back here!”

“Everything has to be a competition with those two,” Piotr only shook his head, taking his time in heading over.

Jocelyn brushed off her pants, still giggling as Kurt helped her up.

“You did good! We need to work on you not losing your footing, but we’ll get there,” Kurt held onto her once more, brushing some hair that fell into her eyes back behind her ear.

“Well, you did say it was a part of learning!” Jocelyn recalled what he told her earlier.

“That I did,” Kurt held her steady, “Ready to try again?”

“Hey, guys!” Kitty sang out as she skated by them, stopping herself right as she passed them, “I saw you fall down, you alright, Joce?”

“Yeah, I’m okay!” Jocelyn answered, looking back at Kurt, “I have a great teacher.”

Kitty only smirked at Kurt, who turned purple again. He gave her a look as if to say, “don’t even THINK about it”, but Kitty already was.

“Yeah, he’s pretty good at skating, isn’t he? Who knows, maybe you’ll get better and you guys can do some cool tricks together!” Kitty suggested. Jocelyn turned back to her, slightly intrigued.

“Can you do any tricks?” Jocelyn asked Kurt.

“Of course he can!” Bobby exclaimed as he came up to the group, Piotr close behind him.

“Can you show me?” Jocelyn’s eyes were sparkling again. Kurt didn’t know what it was about this certain look, but it made him melt. How could he say no?

“One of you hold onto her so she doesn’t fall,” Kurt agreed. Kitty and Bobby both took one of Jocelyn’s arms, while Piotr stood behind her. The four watched as Kurt glided over to the side, “Thankfully these are figure skates.”

“I don’t know if he told you, but Kurt grew up in a circus. He was an acrobat,” Kitty told Jocelyn, “He also picked up figure skating.”

“What?! No way!” Jocelyn’s jaw dropped, “That’s… that’s amazing.”

Bobby gave Kitty a knowing look. He cleared his throat before calling out to Kurt, “Do a flip!”

Kurt looked over his shoulder, giving Bobby a playful roll of the eyes.

“Like a back flip?” Jocelyn raised an eyebrow.

“No, he just jumps in the air and spins around. It’s called a flip in sports terms,” Piotr clarified.

“Oh, okay,” Jocelyn nodded.

“But he can do a backflip on ice,” Kitty added, causing Jocelyn’s eyes to widen again.

She turned her attention back to Kurt, who was effortlessly gliding on the ice. He looked like he was almost floating. He began to pick up speed just before kicking off the ice and jumping into the air, spinning around a couple times, and landing on one foot. He spun around a few more times before bringing his other leg down and sliding back over to the other four.

Jocelyn clapped as he came back, “That was wonderful!”

“Thank you, Liebchen,” Kurt gave a rather dramatic bow, causing the others to laugh, “Now that will take a while to learn.”

“So why don’t we start out with the simple stuff, such as teaching her how to skate on her own?” Kitty suggested.

“And we’ll all be here to catch you if you fall,” Bobby assured Jocelyn, patting her shoulder.

“You want to try?” Kurt asked.

“You know what? I do,” Jocelyn confidentally nodded.

“That’s the spirit, Joce!” Bobby exclaimed, pumping a fist up in the air.

“Start off simple,” Piotr added, “Skate over to Kurt to start off. Kurt, move back a little bit so Jocelyn has some room to practice. Kitty, Bobby, you let go when I say so.”

Kurt skated back some until Piotr told him to stop. There wasn’t that much space between him and Jocelyn, but Jocelyn wondered if she could even handle that short of a distance.

“Just relax, Joce! You got this!” Kitty encouraged her.

“We’ll catch you if you fall,” Kurt held out his hands.

“Let go in three… two… one,” Piotr said. On one, Kitty and Bobby slowly let go of Jocelyn’s arms. Her legs shook slightly, but she managed to remain upright.

“What you want to do is take a tiny step forward, then take another step with your other leg. You’ll glide a bit, but don’t freak out,” Bobby instructed her, “Lean forward a little and slightly bend your knees.”

“And remember, don’t look at your feet,” Kurt added, “Just look at me.”

Jocelyn took a deep breath, moving one leg forward. She wobbled, to which Kitty and Bobby reacted to by holding up their hands to catch her, but she quickly regained balance. Jocelyn focused her eyes on Kurt, who was holding his hands out for her.

Slowly but surely, she made her way over to Kurt. Despite being a little shaky with her movements, she managed to get to him. He grabbed her arms, steadying her.

“Look at you go, you did it!” Kitty cheered as she skated a circle around Jocelyn and Kurt.

“See? It’s not so hard once you get the hang of it,” Bobby came over, skating along with Kitty.

“In no time you will be a pro!” Piotr added, ruffling Jocelyn’s hair a bit, “Just keep practicing.”

“We can do more, if you’d like?” Kurt offered, “And I’ll be here to catch you or help you up.”

“Yeah, I’d like that,” Jocelyn nodded, smiling bigger than she had all night. Actually, probably the biggest she had smiled in years.

For the next few hours, the five teens skated around the pool, helping Jocelyn learn the basics of ice skating. Nothing too complex, only teaching her how to glide, stop, and fall without hurting herself and how to get right back up. Eventually she was able to start skating around on her own. Granted she couldn’t go as fast as any of the others could, but they kept a slow pace for her. Kurt stayed by her side, making sure to catch her if she began to lose her balance.

Jocelyn fondly watched her new friends enjoying themselves. It wasn’t like they were doing anything too crazy, but this had to be the most fun she had in awhile. She was able to smile, have fun, make silly mistakes and not get punished for it. She was safe. She had friends... no, she had a family now.

“Try and catch me if you can, Bobby!” Kitty shouted, sticking her tongue out at Bobby. For the past hour or so, Bobby and Kitty had been chasing each other around the frozen pool. Kurt and Jocelyn had managed to stay out of the way for a while now, while Kitty and Bobby spun circles around Piotr.

“You bet I can!” Bobby shouted back, taking off after her.

“Look out!” Kurt pulled Jocelyn closer to him as Kitty and Bobby dashed by the two of them.

“Do they do this often?” Jocelyn asked, peeking her head out from Kurt’s shoulder.

“Da. Often too,” Piotr replied, skating over to Jocelyn and Kurt, “They are like siblings.”

“They terrorize each other, and then gang up to terrorize everyone else,” Kurt snorted, keeping an arm around Jocelyn.

“It’s nice to have a relationship like that, I think. Being so close to someone you’re practically family, blood related or not,” Jocelyn smiled.

“That’s what the X-Men is all about,” Piotr proudly stated, “We are family, from the moment you step foot into this mansion. You are one of us, and we all look out for each other.”

“That’s right, we all-” Kurt began but was quickly cut off by Kitty coming by a little too fast. She let out a shriek once she realized she was about to collide with Jocelyn, and attempted to try and phase, but it was too late.

The two girls smacked into each other and promptly fell down. On instinct, Jocelyn grabbed onto Kurt and pulled him down with her. Kurt let out a muffled “oomph!” as he fell over. Not to mention, Kurt knocked into Piotr, sending him off balance as well. Bobby came over to check if everyone was alright, but instead ended up tripping over his own foot.

The five of them just laid there in silence for a moment, processing what had just happened. Until Kitty started laughing. Then Bobby joined in, and Jocelyn couldn’t contain herself either. Kurt began to laugh, and Piotr joined in as well.

“Oh my god, that was a mess!” Bobby pushed himself up.

“Is everyone alright?” Kurt asked through his laughter, wiping away some tears that formed in his eyes.

“I’m surprised I didn’t break the ice!” Piotr exclaimed.

“Well, I’m fine, how about you, Jocelyn?” Kitty giggled, looking over at the blonde who was trying to stop laughing herself.

“I haven’t had this much fun in ages!” Jocelyn threw her hands up, “You guys are the best, you know that?”

“We are the coolest X-Men after all,” Bobby snapped his fingers, doing finger guns once more. Kitty nudged him in the arm.

“More like the dorkiest X-Men,” she corrected him.

“Well, I think you guys are pretty cool, and that’s what matters,” Jocelyn stated, as the end all be all.

“And just what are the coolest X-Men doing outside in 4 in the morning?”

The five teens all jumped and let out screams of surprise as they spun around to see Hank standing at the edge of the pool, an amused grin on his face and his arms crossed over his chest.

“Hello, Hank,” Piotr sheepishly greeted the older X-Man.

“We were just… okay I can’t come up with any excuse,” Bobby gave in, hanging his head low in defeat.

“It was my idea,” Kurt spoke up, “I wanted to do something that would cheer Jocelyn up. And ice skating is fun, and it’s cold enough out to do so… so I figured we should.”

“Also none of us could sleep,” Kitty added, looking down as she trailed off.

Jocelyn remained quiet, heart pounding in her chest. Where they in trouble? What would be the punishment if they were? The only thing that kept her grounded was Kurt’s hand slipping into hers and squeezing it tightly. Hank took notice of the girl’s panicked expression and took a deep breath before continuing.

“It is kind of you to do something for Miss Allen, but maybe the next time you all want to do something, do it during the day time so you aren’t losing any sleep,” Hank gently chided them, “You might be getting close to being adults, but you’re still children. You need to take care of yourselves.”

“Yes, sir,” everyone but Jocelyn replied.

“Now, you five head up stairs and get to bed. I’ll take care of everything out here,” Hank smiled, letting the five of them off the hook.

“Thanks, Hank,” Bobby ducked his head down as he got up and passed by.

“We’ll be sure not to stay up too late like this again,” Kitty laughed nervously.

“Thank you, for not getting onto us about this,” Piotr rubbed the back of his neck, “You won’t tell the professor?”

“We can keep this between the six of us,” Hank nodded. He turned to see Kurt helping Jocelyn up, helping her break the ice off of her shoes and taking off his own boots. Once Jocelyn was up, and the two were heading out, Hank grabbed Kurt by the arm to hold him back, “Not so fast, Mr. Wagner.”

Jocelyn paused and looked back, a worried look on her face.

“Wait for me at the gate,” Kurt assured her. Jocelyn simply nodded, leaving Hank and Kurt to themselves.

“Thank you, for being a friend to Jocelyn,” Hank lowered his voice so the girl wouldn’t hear, “She needs it more than anything right now.”

“I’m just trying to do what’s right, sir,” Kurt looked down, feeling his cheeks heat up.

“There’s a lot more to it than that, isn’t there?” Hank gave Kurt a knowing look.

Kurt’s mouth went dry as his cheeks flushed. Hank laughed and patted his shoulder.

“I won’t tell anyone about your developing crush on Miss Allen if you don’t want me to,” Hank joked.

“Ah… who said anything about a crush?” Kurt nervously rubbed the back of his neck, “She’s a friend. I want to help her out. I can’t fix everything that went wrong in her life so far, but I can make sure better things happen for her now, right?”

Hank just stayed quiet for a moment. He settled his hand on Kurt’s shoulder, “You’re a good man, Kurt. Just don’t forget about yourself either. Don’t think I don’t remember how you were when you first arrived.”

Kurt gulped, trying not to remember what he went through right before he came to the mansion, “I’d rather not talk about all that right now.”

“I know you don’t,” Hank sighed, “But maybe you two can help each other. Both of you have gone through a lot. I’ve noticed you’ve been happier since Jocelyn arrived.”

“There’s something about her. I don’t know what it is,” Kurt shook his head.

“Just keep doing what you’re doing. I think she’s rather fond of you too,” Hank nodded his head towards the gate. Jocelyn was looking over, and quickly turned her head away once Kurt looked over, “You can go now. And be sure to tell her I’m not upset with any of you, alright? I don’t want her to be scared of anyone. She had to deal with too much of that.”

“I’ll be sure to,” Kurt nodded before teleporting to the gate.

Jocelyn jumped as he reappeared in front of her, “As cool as your powers are, it’s going to take a bit to get used to.”

“The loud bamfing noise doesn’t bother you, does it? I don’t want to…” Kurt trailed off as Jocelyn shook her head and smiled softly at him.

“It doesn’t bother me. Yeah, loud noises make me jump, but at least that’s a loud noise that tells me a friend is coming around,” Jocelyn shrugged. She glanced back over at Hank, who was beginning to heat the pool up in order to melt the ice, “You aren’t in trouble are you?”

“Oh, no,” Kurt shook his head, “Hank just wanted to thank me for looking out for you. He’s not upset, by the way.”

“That’s good,” Jocelyn gave a sigh of relief.

“So… I can teleport us to our rooms? If I’ve been somewhere recently, I can teleport there,” Kurt offered to cut the walk short.

“I’d rather walk, if that’s alright with you?” Jocelyn bit her lip.

“Ja, that’s fine. I don’t want the noise to bother you. And some people get dizzy from it, or the brimstone smell is too much-” Kurt rambled, but stopped when Jocelyn slipped her hand into his.

“You’re my friend. I like being around you, that’s the reason,” Jocelyn looked up at him.

Kurt went silent, but he squeezed her hand gently, “I like being around you too.”

The two quietly walked hand in hand back through the garden and into the back door of the mansion. Neither of them said anything, but Jocelyn enjoyed the company. She didn’t know what it was about Kurt, but she felt safe with him.

Once they reached their rooms, Jocelyn reluctantly let go of Kurt’s hand and went to go into her room. But before she did, she paused.

“Hey, Kurt?”

“Ja?”

Kurt blushed as Jocelyn threw her arms around him in a hug, burying her face into his chest. Snapping out of his trance, he quickly wrapped his arms around her. His tail even curled around her waist. She held onto him for a good moment, her body beginning to shake slightly.

When she pulled away, there were a few tears in her eyes, “Thank you. For tonight. For the past couple weeks even. I really appreciate everything you’ve done for me, Kurt.”

“Hey, don’t cry,” Kurt wiped away one of the tears that ran down her cheek, “I’m just doing what any friend would do.”

“Then thank you for being my friend,” Jocelyn smiled. It was a real smile. Kurt felt his heart flutter as she did. She leaned in for one more hug before pulling away completely, “I’ll see you at breakfast.”

“Ja. See you at breakfast,” Kurt watched as she slipped into her room.

His heart was still fluttering as he went into his own room. He didn’t bother to change into his pjs, just flopping onto his bed with a jacket and a pair of jeans on. He looked over at the clock, seeing it was about 4:30 am. He had three hours to rest between now and breakfast. But he couldn’t. Not when a certain blonde kept occupying his mind.

Maybe he was developing a crush on Jocelyn.

And maybe... that wasn’t a bad thing.

#self ship #self shipping #self shipping community #self ship community #jocelyn and the x-men #ship: night roses #not really much night roses stuff just Kurt developing a crush on Jocelyn and everyone KNOWING #the mutual pining started early on jsyk #it took them like 7/8 years to confess lmao the NERDS

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Disney Concert in Teatro Colón

You folks I cried my eyes out today. The thing hadn’t even started, Donald came out from a theater box dressed in a tuxedo to say hi and I started crying. I was expecting an orchestra and a movie screen and knew I was gonna cry anyway but by the second song, Aladdin and Jasmine were suspended midair in a flying carpet over the entire orchestra and I knew I was in for a journey. By the time the intermission came in, I was bawling and a guy who was recording the crowd for a promotional video was right next to me filming and I was there crying like a baby in the potential promotional video. But anyway, I’m gonna share a bit of a summary, the setlist, descriptions and some pictures (taken when it was allowed to take them) and a bit of an explanation of what this concert was and how it came to be, even if just for my own safekeeping.

This is a collaboration between Disney Concerts (the part of Disney Music Group which works with licences and promotion for different type of worldwide concert productions, like the symphonic Star Wars concerts or the special orchestra editions of movie releases and so on) and Teatro Colón, their orchestra and conductor (Enrique Arturo Diemecke), their dancers and choreographers, and some stage musical performers and other folk who were brought in for this specific thing (I recognized at least 4 ensemble members from having seen them in local productions of musicals like Bare, Pleybill and Phantom).

I thought it was going to be like those movie editions which have a screen and the orchestra. It was enough to want me to see it and know for sure I was going to cry, but it ended up having on stage performances with effects, costumes, face characters, beautiful scenery and puppetry.

Before the show began, Donald, Goofy and Pluto came out from boxes on the sides of the stage to say hi to the audience and once it began Mickey and Minnie also joined. All the fab 5 had costume changes, Mickey was the one to have most of them.

The setlist was as follows:

Act I (52 minutes)

Overture (Bob Hilliard/Jimmie Dodd/Sammy Cahn/Al Hoffman/Jerry Livingston/Allie Wrubel/Sammy Fain/Mack David/Ray Gilbert/Richard Sherman/Robert Sherman)

This was a great medley with a lot of things I won’t fully remember but you can guess by the composers listed. It included Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, The Mickey Mouse March, various Cinderella songs (I teared up there), Peter Pan’s You Can Fly!x3, Small World and a Mary Poppins medley, among others. I loved that one of the kids next to me shouted more for Mary Poppins than for any other movie in the entire concert, he was so excited when Chim Chim Cher-ee started. I mean, same. Also in the end there was a Walt quote with his photo and I was crying once more.

Aladdin

Friend Like Me (Howard Ashman/Alan Menken)

This was sang by 3 singers rather than only one and had a very big choreography including pyrotechnics, ensemble singers, dancers and a lot of props.

A Whole New World (Howard Ashman/Alan Menken)

I already mentioned it but there was an actual carpet suspended over the orchestra which flew around the stage with Aladdin and Jasmine as they sang this one, with the movie background on a double screen. It was pretty magical.

The Princess and the Frog

Down in New Orleans (Randy Newman)

I loved how this song was performed but I was confused by Tiana’s costumes in both songs, this one had an entire ensemble singing as well, with props and really nice costumes.

Almost There (Randy Newman)

Tiana had a costume change but I still didn’t quite understand it because they didn’t match the movie ones. I mean, they were appropriate for the time period, but not quite like any of hers. Maybe they changed the palette because of staging reasons idk. She didn’t have the dress from the parks either, maybe because it isn’t very comfortable for dancing. In any case, Tiana had a great voice and this song isn’t easy to keep up with but she did great.

Fantasia

The Sorcerer’s Apprentice (Paul Dukas)

This was just the orchestra with the movie sequence, without any actors until the very end, which I appreciated because I wanted to see the orchestra performing a segment I have so vividly in my mind I can hear it in my head and see what each instrument was doing. Kids got scared because who didn’t get scared with Fantasia as a kid. In the last bit, Mickey came in with his red robe and the two buckets and it was adorable.

Beauty and the Beast

Be Our Guest (Howard Ashman/Alan Menken)

Lumiere had a similar outfit to the Broadway production and, like in the Broadway production, was one of the only characters, aside from the fab 5, to interact with the audience. Lumiere is always a good MC. The performance was also similar to the Broadway one but scaled down for the occasion, it was like a simplified version of that one, in a way.

Beauty and the Beast (Howard Ashman/Alan Menken)

The entire audience audibly gasped when Belle and the Beast came in. The performance was based on the Celine Dion/Peabo Bryson version instead of the movie one, so there were two singers instead of one, all dressed in period attire and Belle’s dress was more sparkly than her usual, to glimmer under the lights of the theater. It was so magical.

Sleeping Beauty

Sleeping Beauty Medley (Piotr Tchaikovsky)

This was a medley that involved some of the ballet music, including Once Upon A Dream and I Wonder. There were no singers and a couple of ballet dancers in their classic attires for this ballet rather than characterized as in the movie, which is something I’ll mention again later. It was very beautifully performed.

Mulan

Reflection (David Zippel/Matthew Wilder)

The performance was based on the pop single more so on the movie version, much like with Beauty and the Beast and not like in Aladdin where they kept the movie one. I assume this had to do with length, since it was the only Mulan song featured, so they went with the longer version. There was some choreography and an ensemble together with her on stage.

Pirates of the Caribbean

Pirates of the Caribbean Medley (Klaus Badelt/Geoffrey Zanelli/Ramin Djawadi/James Dooley/Hans Zimmer/Sreve Jablonsky)

Well, this was inescapable. It’s not the first thing I think of when I think “Disney concert” but the music is good and it appeals to a big audience and the performance was pretty epic, so it’s ok. The sequences didn’t showcase actors specifically much, it was more an edited track with action and scenes along with the tempo of the music, which was cool. I have to admit I got kind of focused on the fact that as this was going, they were setting up the props for the next segment, which I was looking forward to.

Moana

Tulou Tagaloa (Opetaia Tavita Foa’i)

There were several effects in the Moana segment and it started with one third of the stage, which had been lowered, coming back up with someone starting to sing, then the opposite third also came up, with the middle of the stage still “submerged” in the ocean.

How Far I’ll Go (Lin Manuel Miranda)

Moana came in from beside the orchestra and she moved across the stage with the boat still submerged in the ocean. This part made me weep, I’m not even gonna lie. Moana’s outfit wasn’t exactly like the one in the parks but wasn’t as far off as Tiana’s, it was a bit of a blend. This was one of my favorite performances overall.

We Know The Way (Lin Manuel Miranda/Opetaia Tavita Foa’i)

If the first two parts of the Moana segment made me weep, here I was outright crying. The ocean rose to the shore with several dancers and performers, a part of which used a sheet and movements to lift Moana’s boat and carry it to her, it looked amazingly impressive.

Intermission (20 minutes)

Act II (43 minutes)

Fantasia 2000

The Firebird Suite (Igor Stravinsky)

This one, much like the segment from the first Fantasia, was just the screen with the animation accompanied by the orchestra. I was surprised they’d include something from Fantasia 2000 but given that there were a good amount of classics included, this one was a good choice with the animation being one of the most well-remembered of Fantasia 2000. It didn’t give me the chills The Sorcerer’s Apprentice did though.

Hercules

Zero to Hero (David Zippel/Alan Menken)

BOY OH BOY I LOVED THIS ONE. The Muses were great, there was a chorus of ladies and they danced and everything was beautiful. The Muses were on the lower stage in pillars posing as statues and as the music started, the stage came up and they started dancing. Before the song began the orchestra did the intro for the movie with the scene of Olympus and a bit of Go The Distance.

A Star Is Born (David Zippel/Alan Menken)

PEOPLE WERE SO INTO THIS ONE. The little girl in front of me was dancing so much and I don’t think she even saw Hercules at all because she didn’t know who they were but she was so into it and I’m glad, Hercules deserves more love. These ladies brought the house down in two songs, it was epic.

Tangled

When Will My Life Begin & Reprise (Glenn Slater/Alan Menken)

Rapunzel came in on a gorgeous piece of scenery painted like her room with props and stairs and the Claire Keane painting and at least 3 grown ups around me sighed when they saw her and I started weeping again. This was the point when I realized I know most of these songs in two languages by heart and I sang along all the Tangled songs in Spanish too. Rapunzel was gorgeous, her outfit was just like in the parks, as was her hair, and her voice was so good. She sang both the original and the first reprise back to back.

I’ve Got A Dream (Glenn Slater/Alan Menken)

The stage that was lowered came up again with a good bunch of the pub thugs with the Snuggly Duckling on the screen behind. Some where doing pirouettes and it was impressive. Then there were even more thugs coming in and Eugene entered a bit later, when everyone was singing. The crowd noticed, let me assure you. He sang his bit and then Rapunzel did hers and when the song was done, the thugs said goodbye and left them along to sing the last part.

I See The Light (Glenn Slater/Alan Menken)

OH BOY THIS. I LOST IT AT THIS. The moment Eugene brought out the lantern, the entire theater illuminated faintly with lights and there were projectors with the Corona sun lighting up the ceiling. Now, for context, let me show you some picture of the theater.

Imagine those lights faintly glowing with he rest of the lights out. Now look at this chandelier.

Picture that chandelier with its multiple tiny yellow lights also glowing and the ceiling illuminated by corona suns.

Everything while the stage there had Rapunzel and Eugene and one lit lantern in their hands. Amazing. The Tangled bit was the best bit and people loved it the most as well.

The Nutcracker and the Four Realms

Waltz of the Flowers (Piotr Tchaikovsky)

I personally think this was a bit of a cop out, in terms of song selection, people aren’t immediately thinking of Nutcracker when they think Disney, even if Helen Mirren is my goddess, but the performance allowed the kid dancers to perform and they were so good I can’t complain. They were adorable and the girl playing Clara was stellar.

Tarzan

Two Worlds (Phil Collins)

So, these performances were a bit strange but I can’t complain because some of the ensemble members are performers I’ve been following for a while and I really like, so I’ll allow it. The group of singers were dressed in rock attire, I guess, not in any sort of Tarzan related clothes, maybe it was a take on making it more Phil Collins-y.

You’ll Be In My Heart (Phil Collins)

This one was sang primarily by one lead singer and accompanied by the previous ensemble. Remember when I said the ballet dancers from Sleeping Beauty didn’t have their movie character costumes? There was a couple dancing to this song as the singer performed it and their costumes looked more like what I was expecting from Sleeping Beauty than from Tarzan (pink dress, red-ish vest, boots, you know the thing). I wonder (pun intended) what happened there. I attended the very first of 6 shows so maybe it was something that they’ll fix later.

Son of Man (Phil Collins)

Ok so, here’s the thing. This song is my weakness. I love it. I know it in two languages and I sing it in both. I have an unreasonable amount of love for this song and it was performed so well and Pilar Muerza is one of my favorites and she nailed the song so I’m happy with this.

Frozen

Do You Want To Build A Snowman? (Robert Lopez/Kristen Anderson-Lopez)

This was sung by only little Anna and it was more heartbreaking than the movie. Only the first two bits were performed and the “hang in there, Joan” bit was so cute. Little Anna did great.

For the First Time In Forever (Robert Lopez/Kristen Anderson-Lopez)

This one was also just Anna’s bit, and here we had face character singer Anna, with her parks attire (not the coronation one, the other one). She was a good Anna, her energy was really great and she was accompanied by an ensemble to sing with and perform with on stage.

Let It Go (Robert Lopez/Kristen Anderson-Lopez)

Instead of moving towards Elsa’s bit on the previous song, the medley changed to Let It Go, which was performed fully. I thought this was going to bring the house down but apparently Tangled and Hercules were the favorites over Elsa in this round. There wasn’t a dress change (I have not seen a single Elsa outfit and hair in any incarnation of Frozen by Disney I have liked, not in the parks, not on Broadway, not on UOAT, not On Ice, not here either). But, this Elsa could sing. She was one of the best singers of the day and the competition was tough. I’ve seen this song performed SO MANY TIMES and very rarely I see someone nailing it 100%, this girl did. There were snow effects and light effects but the Tangled effects had already spoiled us from the best of the best.

The Lion King

The Circle of Life (Tim Rice/Elton John)

This was one of the favorites of the audience, hands down. It was a blend between the Broadway version, with some of the costumes, puppets and stilt performers, and halfway kid-friendly, with some more noticeable animal costumes, which were also very nice. There was a huge ensemble for this one, a kid chorus, the stage elevated again and a row of animals entered from the hallway and onto the stage. This was a huge performance.

Finale

Fantasmic (Bruce Healey)

Am I the only one who cries when she hears the Fantasmic song? I cannot deal, I don’t know what is. Is it the idea that imagination defeats pain and sorrow? Is it that it brings you to a magical place where good is always stronger than evil? Is it Mickey? I don’t know, but Fantasmic, guys. In this one, the fab 5 were on stage all together, Pluto entered first, then Goofy, then Donald (who was the best, as usual), and then Minnie (who made a pirouette, in those shoes) and Mickey, who said goodbye and thanked the audience. Some of the face characters who had performed came in for a last bow and both Minnie and Mickey brought the conductor to the front of the stage and people clapped and gave a standing ovation.

And that’s all, my experience crying my eyes out in a Disney symphonic concert. I missed having The Litter Mermaid and Snow White featured, but that’s ok. If anything, I wanted to keep this all in my blog for safekeeping, now that it’s fresh in my memories, because it was an amazing experience I want to keep forever. Also, Mickey told us to never give up on our dreams in the end and that also made me cry.

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