#so like say the two kind of swapped formats

[redflagshipwriter]

Nest Swap 4 progress

Now with 200% more bat!

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“Alright, have a good day.” Tim handed the clipboard back to a stone-faced delivery guy and took the package from Miss Fox back to his technology lair. He got a glass of water on the way down and then went about reproducing the experiment that Tam asked for.

She wouldn't give him details. But from the instructions and reported results, Tim was pretty sure that some employee had misrepresented their process. To what end, he didn't know. He was just the science guy, not a detective guy.

Although if he had to guess he'd say that they had switched out a needed chemical to hide that the supply was lower than recorded.

But whatever. That wasn't his business.

Tim happily went about science, recreating a corrosive liquid that would supposedly eat through reinforced metal. He had to make the Wayne tech protective coating for the metal as well to do the experiment properly. When he finished that he carefully dipped metal sheets in it and set them to drip dry. Then he turned back to the acid project.

Supposedly, the acid had been a failure. Tim thought it should work. Apparently Tam did, too.

The screens around the room all went black. He wasn't even using them but it was a hard thing to miss in your peripheral vision.

Tim groaned. “What now?” He asked the room. He clanged a piece of metal to the tabletop. “I am trying to finish this.”

Had he tripped some kind of security protection? Maybe they had all gone to sleep without getting a password at spaced intervals?

To be perfectly clear, Tim did not expect any kind of response.

Therefore he was startled halfway out of his skin when a female laugh came barrelling out of the speakers of the largest mounted screen.

He crossed his arms in a sulk.

“Tim?” She asked, after she caught her breath. “You're tiny.”

His face was catastrophically cranky: he could see it reflected back in the black screen. It was a perfect replica of Janet Drake discovering after she had formatted her latest paper in Chicago Style that the publication required the savagery of MLA formatting.

She laughed again. It ended with a hiccup.

‘Whoever this is, she can see me. She must be someone who knows me if I gave her that kind of access.’

“I'm not sure we're friends,” Tim announced, because it was time to face the facts: these people all knew a version of him, and that Tim was bigger. At least like, three inches. “I'm aware that I am small. I am working on it.” He glowered at the computer she seemed to be using.

It would take what, two years top for a major growth spurt? They could just chew bubblegum until then.

“Is that what you're doing now?”

Tim sighed. “No, I'm doing something for Tam,” he admitted. He scrubbed at his face with a hand. “Probably a good time for a break.” He started to tidy up.

“Yeah, so, I guess I can tell Dick that you haven't been kidnapped by lions or whatever it is he's talking about,” the lady said. The line turned to static for a second, then back just as quickly. “You, uh, need some help?”

“Absolutely not.” Tim shook his head in a sharp, decisive Jack Drake movement. “I don't need to be babied.”

“...I can see why you think you're in danger of it.” She snorted again. “Unblock Dick, please, he's got delicate feelings and I think we both have plans for tonight that don't involve him scaling your walls to find a way in.”

“....I'll unblock him,” Tim took the L gracefully. “I appreciate your silence on this matter.”

She snorted again. “Sorry.” She didn't sound very sorry. “It's just- your little businessman voice is so funny. I'm sorry, Tim.”

He looked up at the ceiling for patience.

“Oracle out.”

All the screens returned to normal. Tim let out a big long sigh and went back upstairs, taking his empty water class with him. At least he had a name, right? Oracle. He'd gotten a call from Oracle.

He mentally arranged the facts as he trudged up the stairs.

Fact one: he had replaced a Tim, who was Tim Drake-Wayne. (Upsetting information).

Drake-Wayne had to be fundamentally the same Tim as he was, given that both Tam and Oracle had immediately recognized him.

Fact two: Tim D-W was a vigilante.

Fact three: That was really cool.

Tim reached the top and made a mental note to enroll in some martial arts classes when he got back home. If he had potential to fight crime, of course he was going to do that. He unblocked Dick: oh no, Dick Wayne. He'd blocked Robin. He felt mortified. It was so obvious in retrospect. He put the phone down on the table, stomach twisting in social agony.

The phone immediately lit up with messages.

Well. Robin should be less annoying, if he didn't wanna get blocked.

He clambered onto the counter to search through for anything that would make a good lunch.

“... I'm terrible,” Tim complained. He stuck his head fully into the cupboard as if there might be something good at the back. “This sucks!”

Alright. Something had to be done. Tim decisively climbed down, using an open drawer as a step. He shut it with his heels and then went in search of a wallet. He needed a credit card and to find a delivery service.

He was going to act on faith that big Tim D-W wasn't going to ruin his life, even though he was a loser. Tim was doing a great job keeping Tim D-W’s life afloat. That merited some payment.

He converted that payment into a huge order to a grocery delivery service. He referenced Tam’s package to get the address.

The order was simple: fruits, breakfast meat, lots of bakery bread, and sandwich fillings. He was going to have tuna salad with cucumber and lettuce. He was going to learn to make egg salad. Optimistically, he even added melty cheese to the order and a can of tomato soup mix: grilled cheese couldn't be that hard, right?

He rounded off the order with lots of individually packaged drinks: milk and juice boxes, cans of grape Zesti, and hot cocoa powder.

"…This is so exciting,” Tim said to his empty apartment. His. In a very real and meaningful way, it was his apartment. He was totally unsupervised. Neat!

The phone buzzed again. When he picked it up it said “Jason.”

Tim blue screened. Tim dropped the credit card with a clatter. It disappeared under the table and he didn't even think to look for it.

Jason. Omigod, Jason. Jason was a person who existed. He'd forgotten.

All the pieces came together in a beautiful flash of light. He wasn't in a troubled huge age-difference relationship with Bruce (21 year difference) or Dick (9 year difference) . He'd gotten married to Jason Wayne, the kid that Bruce had brought home like a day ago according to the Gotham Gazette. (3 year difference: normal.)

The phone was still ringing. Tim picked it up with numb fingers. “Hello?”

“Hey, Timbers,” said a male voice. It was low, rough, and impatient. “You freaked Dickiebird out and he's been squawking at me all day. Tell me how many pieces you're in.”

Tim looked down at his body. “Just the one,” he said, voice coming out breathy. It felt like his being was floating outside his body. Wow. This was his boy- no, husband? Holy moly. He couldn't cope with that, he had to stick with boyfriend. He bit his lip. He had to make a good impression.

“...You sound about 10 years old there,” Jason said. He didn't hide his amusement. “You been huffing helium, babybird?”

Tim went bright red at the pet name. Painfully red. His face was on fire.

Jason took his silence as a response. “Alright, alright, keep your clothes on. You must be sick as fuck, poor thing. No wonder you didn't come out to play last night.”

Tim slapped his hands on his face and tried not to hyperventilate.

“I wasn't calling for Dick, don't get it twisted.” Jason cleared his throat, tone a little odd. “I picked up on something - I think one of my ongoing cases dips into your patrol area. You gonna come out on patrol tonight?”

“...No,” Tim said. There was no way that would go well. He didn't know martial arts yet.

Jason cursed, but he didn't sound mad about it. “Fair enough,” he muttered. “Uh, think you could do some surveillance for me?”

Tim nodded. Then he felt dumb and cleared his throat. “Yeah.”

…He felt even dumber. What should he say? This was his boyfriend. The stakes were so high. He had never wanted anyone to like him more.

Jason rattled off an address. It, like everything Jason had said, was going to live inside Tim’s head forever in perfect clarity. “Thanks,” he added after, a bit begrudgingly. “This guy's real fucking sick, been making human sausage.”

Tim… wasn't sure exactly what that meant, but it sounded really bad. “I'll do my best,” he promised.

“Yeah…” Jason trailed off. “Maybe you should take a nap, some meds. That's a terrible hoarse throat. Don't kick your own ass on my account, okay?”

“Okay,” Tim helplessly echoed, and hung up. He sat in silence for a solid minute afterwards.

[ur-boyfiend]

the way you say hello

was thinking abt diff love languages n subtle ways ppl show they care and got myself stuck in dumb clingy headspace so here's this !

skz 's love languages !!

-> skz x gn!reader , i think 2nd person ?

-> fluff !! so much fluff

-> wrote this on my phone at 2am so the formatting is a wee bit ass , sorry abt that

chan !! making sure he's never too busy to spend time with you , or at least send a text message with some kind of cheesy compliment. will text you random things throughout the day with a caption like 'this reminded me of you'. if the two of you are being offered something he lets you pick first.

minho !! when the two of you hang out together you usually each do your own thing , but some part of you is always touching , wether using him as a backrest or just him draping his legs over yours. usually has a darker sense of humor but always makes sure you're comfortable with his jokes.

changbin !! always quick to help you out if you need it (sometimes even if you don't) , orders extra food for you even if you say you're not hungry. occasionally gets hoodies he thinks you'd like in order to let you steal them. always lets you have the last of the foods you like.

hyunjin !! draws you a lot , uses you as reference for pose / feature studies. you're the only one he lets have open access to his sketchbooks (you always ask before looking anyway) , always gets you a coffee when he stops for one , usually a pastry too.

jisung !! random kisses ; forehead , nose , cheek , back of your hand , shoulder , whatever is nearest. likes playing with your hair. will sometimes get you matching accessories , is always wearing at least one. you both help soothe eachother's anxiety , you know his anxious tics and he knows yours.

felix !! knows your favorite desserts and makes them more often than anything else , always has sweets in case you have a bad day. can read your moods well and makes sure to check in if you seem like you're not doing well. the two of you have amassed an impressive plushy collection.

seungmin !! likes to sing to you, will learn songs he knows you like / that you know the words to so you can sing together. has a sharp tongue but knows your boundaries and does his best not to cross them. he's more comfortable being physically affectionate with you than anyone else, and everyone knows that.

jeongin !! likes making aesthetic + fashion pin boards with you , lets you raid his wardrobe for events. likes swapping clothes / styles with you. lots of café and thrift / vintage store dates. you're both able to understand each other even if you're only really making vague noises and hand gestures.

[sphnyspinspin]

Earthspark KOBD is actually just a Swapped-Frame AU?

KOBD brainrot let’s goooo

Just let me break it down… Breakdown is obviously the equivalent of a speedster/Stunticon in Earthspark, instead of his more “well-known” label as a wrecker.

He was definitely bulkier in most modern iterations, even going as far as him having his servo turn into a hammer. And, of course, he had his frame altered to look like a wrecker when joining the Decepticons and was very much recognized for having a stronger build, instead having a similar build to Knock Out.

All I’m saying is that Breakdown’s eagerness to race and his alt mode are somewhat reminiscent of how I remembered Knock Out’s characteristics in other medias.

I mean, I know that TFE Breakdown can definitely pack a punch, I’m just saying he’s definitely a little bit more sleek than say his TFP(aligned in general) or IDW designs.

But digging a little deeper, I knew for a fact that Earthspark was going to be way more influenced by the G1 cartoon than anything else. And wouldn’t you know it, Breakdown’s design in the show followed that format.

He’s bulky, but way more sleek than a traditional wrecker design.

And now I want you guys to remember how he acts in Earthspark.

Going off of my own vague memory of finishing the show, I remember him being cocky and a little bit stubborn. Which goes to show how unreliable my memory is. What I’m actually trying to convey is that he kind of gives off the vibe of what Knock Out’s quirks would look like with Breakdown’s personality in general.

Or, he’s just a speedster Breakdown, for short.

———

Now I want you guys to direct your attention to what you all remember about Knock Out.

I doubt that we’ll actually get any KO content in TFE, even if they decide to make comics(which I would genuinely sell my soul to acquire). But hey, that’s what the brain’s imagination is for.

Based off the knowledge we have on TFE’s expectations for its characters, it’s safe to say that if Knock Out was going to be a part of it, there’s a big chance that he’d be based off of his G1 design.

And yes, there is in fact a G1 Knock Out design…

Yes, he’s beautiful no matter what, he knows that.

I know it’s a possibility that this could be a different Knock Out, considering that this guy’s name is officially spelled Knockout on TFwiki.

Although my point still stands.

Just think about it. This guy is a part of the Constructor Squad, therefore he’s more of a bulked up persona than TFE Breakdown.

There’s also a glimpse of him in an IDW comic, so this version of him isn’t entirely under the radar. And from the description on TF wiki he’s loyal and surprisingly enthusiastic. Basically… he’s how I personally see Breakdown, but translated to fit Knock Out’s character. Or, it’s the other way around if you put into consideration that this Knockout/Knock Out came before TFP, kicking off the beginning of KOBD in the first place.

———

So with what information I’ve been able to get my hands on, it would be very plausible for TFE KOBD to be a Swap AU of a traditional KOBD story.

For example, Knock Out is always seen as the vain and overly dramatic of the two. With Breakdown being a stark contrast to Knock Out with his more noble traits and his eagerness to join a fight.

Now that Earthspark has provided a Breakdown that can be a bit more easygoing yet stubborn, and somewhat focused on being more self-preserved. And lets say we pair that Breakdown with a Knock Out that can be less vain but loyal and enthusiastic to work with a team.

let Breakdown be the one to gossip with Bumblebee and compete in illegal drag races, while wanting to maintain his sleek finish. Give Knock Out a sense of unironic enthusiasm when it comes to him working with a partner, and have him take pride in being a hard-at-work Construncticon that has a tendency to get so overly-excited that he faints.

I would absolutely love to see a pairing like this version of KOBD if possible. Maybe I might not be looking hard enough, but all I typically see of any TFE KOBD content is of them both being sleek and stylish—to which I love and have zero quarrels with.

I just wanna see Speedster-Stunticon-Breakdown be overly confident while flirting with Constructicon-Knock Out, to the point where KO just passes out from becoming too flustered, that’s all.

Long live KOBD✨

[aiura-stan]

0-4 is here, never fear.

I figured it out. Saiki keeps repeating himself so that the time loop reveal is more impactful. Or something. He is mentally preparing us for the neverending comedy shenanigans to get serious. Let’s pretend that’s Asou sensei’s intent.

This chapter is entitled “Chapter four: Precognition,” so I look forward to seeing how it addresses this very interesting power of his.

I have always liked that Saiki’s precognition is only totally random snippets without context (and comes along with a headache.) That’s a good limitation to put on a power like that, and it makes a good hole in which to plug Aiura further down the line (if you’ll excuse the strange wording.) Saiki then says “It would be the best power if only I could see exactly where I wanted to in the future…” So he thinks Aiura’s power is the best power…

I do like how this manga gets kind of meta in terms of: there’s the repeating format of “I am a psychic, but my abilities suck and here’s why…” but with a different ability each time, and a totally different character as well. It does give these first chapters a bit of a time loop feel. I wonder if a fan or an editor made some kind of comment in this vein to Asou sensei and he decided to run with it. I mean, he probably just thought of it as a convenient format to use, taking into consideration that a lot of people would be starting off by reading chapter two, or three or even four instead of chapter one of his first manga, since it was brand new at the time. And since the releases were pretty spaced out. Anyways.

I love how much fate just literally hands him very distinctive people. Even when Saiki isn’t accidentally doing things to attract them or being way too kind, he still ends up in all these scenarios where nothing but fate could make him collide with all of these people. Makes me think of the episode where Saiki is watching TV and it’s just one person that he knows after another.

XD Nendou conquered the slit…

I can’t decide if this is sarcasm or if Saiki likes human body part shaped objects. Judging from all of his earlier rants about muscles being gross, I’m going with sarcasm.

The fact that Saiki went out of his way just to do that for Nendou is touching. And very extra. I know it was because he thought Nendou would die otherwise, but still. He didn’t have to follow up with a text. That part was just to spare Nendou’s feelings.

He swapped her cell phone and the bowling ball… I guess those two items cost the same amount, a flip phone and a bowling ball… hmm.

Also I like Nendou having more emotional intelligence than Saiki. All of his friends have something that he doesn’t have; maybe that’s the common thread between them (aside from them all being a little strange.)

Alrighty! That’s the end of 0-4. See you all tomorrow for 0-5. 💫

[roserysttrpggarden]

PETA tried to make D&D subclasses and I critique them

Hi there

So, this wasn't a post I anticipated making but just this week PETA (People for the "ethical" treatment of animals) put out three subclasses for 5th-edition (with two accompanying magic items and spells) and cause I have nothing better to do, I wanted to critique (And laugh at) them in a overly long blog post, without further ado, let's start with the first of the three subclasses: The Circle of Empathy Druid

First off, the theme of this subclass is already funny cause druids whole thing is taking to animals but i'll let it slide for now

As for the class features, the circle spells are really good since they get both conjure animals and conjure woodland beings on the same spell list. It's a bit odd that they get three second level spells, but as you'll see later I doubt they payed much attention to 5e subclass formatting. Empathy connection is a really funny feature because not only did the designer forget to give an action trigger (Notice how there's no line that mentions using an action, bonus action or anything to use it) and based on how the text is written its implied you can only use the ability upon gaining your subclass, the other funny thing is that by rules as written, you can establish the connection between a humanoid and say, a rat, then dunk the rat in boiling water, or break its legs, and the humanoid will feel the rats pain, so you can effectively torture someone by torturing an animal. Does that completely go against the subclass's theme? Yes, is it funny that you can do that? Also yes!

Persuasive Resonance is a lot of fluff for what's essentially a mass charm you can infinitely spam (Notice there's clause that states you can use it x number of times per long rest.) Enchanting address is both very clunky and overpowered, it's a very potent control ability that, ironically, is way stronger if you don't have any animals around, cause the feature states they "Must use actions that benefit and protect animals for 24 hours" and it has doesn't have a limited number of uses too, combine this with a divination wizard you could very easily shut down any humanoid you want. Besides that the protective instinct feature is weirdly worded, I feel like the last sentence should read "if the humanoid is within 5 feet of the animal, they become the target of the attack instead" it's also interesting that the creature you use this one has a choice of their saving throw, dunno if it's a good thing, but it's interesting. On the complete opposite end of the spectrum: Natures mirror is kind of funny, but also basically useless in combat, I guess it can get around invisibility? the +2 to wisdom and intelligence checks is situational, but could be useful in some niche circumstances.

To close out my thoughts on this subclass, it's really funny that this is the only subclass of the three that tries to capitalize off of the 2024 PHB, Onto the next subclass!

Oh boy this paladin subclass sure is something. First off, it's way to easy to oathbreak with this subclass. Say for example, you come across a village that's being attacked by oh I don't know, a red dragon, you know, in Dungeons and Dragons. Since your oaths state that you "protect animals from harm" you cannot attack the red dragon in any way without oathbreaking, or what if you get ambushed by an owlbear? Can't fight that without oathbreaking, I would go on but there are so many ways to oathbreak hat the DM borderline has to build most combats around this subclass, and that's just isn''t fun.

Moving on from the obvious flavor fails, the two channel divinitys are pretty good? Beasts fury sucks to read cause it swaps between flavor and mechanical text in the same paragraph, but it's basically an additional 1d6 of damage on the creatures melee attacks and frightening enemies they hit on a failed wisdom save, strong but I imagine the frightening could get very annoying especially once extra attack comes into play, an 11th-level fighter under the effects of beasts fury could possibly impose 3 wisdom saves at once (6 if they action surge) slowing the game down dramatically, it's the same issue that the topple property from the 2024 PBH has, it slows the game way the hell down. Sanctuary of The Innocent is broken, first of the radius is questionable at best, is it centered on yourself? a point you can see? Secondly, granting immunity to damage on all animals is busted when combined with summon beast, conjure animals/woodland beings or even a beast master druid, at the same time the feature doesn't specify friendly beasts so going back to the dragon example, you could end up making the boss invincible for the entire encounter. Guardians refuge is okay, the benefits are sort of decent? But I doubt you'll be fighting that many CR 3 beasts or monstrosities by 6th-level (Not to mention the feature is completely worthless as higher tiers of play) the second benefit is really vague but it could be decent if you have a druid or ranger. Unburden the beasts is a quite possibly the first harmful ribbon feature! Cause by rules as written you say, can't ride on horses, or have them pull a wagon, but it also for some reason doubles the carrying capacity of animals...Despite you not being able to use them to haul your supplies? Such a strange ability. Whispers of the wild is another ribbon that comes on too late to be decent. Humanoid handing is, say it with me folks, really strong if you have a druid or ranger in your party, it's funny that its uses per day are limited to your wisdom modifier (despite paladin not using wisdom.)

For my closing thoughts on the animal liberation paladin, a lot of the abilities are strong on paper, but require you to either multiclass, or have a druid/ranger in the party since it doesn't get any way to summon animals, so even if you somehow don't oathbreak after a session, you're abilities are mostly useless! While I didn't point it out in the feature rundown, it's very noticable that the subclass does not follow the paladin subclass structure at all (3, 7, 15 and 20th level) I have no idea why! Probably because the designer wasn't paying attention!

With that mess out of the way, time to cover the last of the three subclasses: The Warden of The Wild ranger.

The spell list is fantastic, charm person, aid, hold person, dispel magic, and polymorph all on one spell list is amazing, on top of it you also get double the spells that a normal ranger expanded spell list would give, Sabotage hunt is anti hunters mark, there's really not much more to say about it other than rolling a d6 for every damage roll I imagine would get extremely annoying and slow down the game. It's odd that you don't regain a use of this feature upon completing a long rest but whatever, echo's of the wild is a crappy ribbon feature that won't work most of the time, and isn't that helpful even in situations where you can use it, I guess if you have a beast master on your teams it's really good cause you can basically never be sneaked up on but otherwise, it's not that good. Sanctuary is also really good if you have a animals but otherwise, it's alright. Purify life is decent if you really need to cleanse one of your pets (or an ally under the polymorph spell) but otherwise it's alright. The not regaining use on long rest strikes back!

Closing out my thoughts on these sublcasses, it feels very apparent that whoever wrote these really doesn't understand 5e very much (Especially clear with the oath of animal liberation) none of the subclasses follow the 5e style guide all that well, for some reason the term "Being" is used constantly when it's supposed to be creature or target, most of the features gained by these subclasses are either crappy ribbons or are features that, not only range from meh to overpowered, are also super situational to the point that you have to build your party around them.

But that is not all PETA decided to "grace" us with, as the document includes two spells and items (Which are for some reason called tools) so let's go over those as well

Liberate is pretty strong, being able to undo a charm person or confusion on a animal, and instantly breaking a cage open for animals is a lot for a 1st-level spell slot, though the irony in the oath of animal liberation not having this spell is not lost on me, crimson mark is super funny, you spend a 1st-level slot + use concentration to tell is someone is evil. What a masterful display of game design prowess! The two magic items are meh, a magic item version of liberate and a worse bag of holding, yay??

That's about all I have for PETA "attempt" at homebrew, as bad as they are, at least I got a laugh out of them, and hopefully you did too. if you wanna leave your own thoughts make sure to comment or reblog.

Take care and go make some homebrew.

[merrock]

HAPPY OCTOBER !

It genuinely feels like I was just typing this post up for the first of September, how did we get here?! Happy October, folks! It's spooky month, and we have lots of fun stuff planned in Merrock. Hop under the cut to check out everything happening in and around town, some important reminders, a call to action, and kick off our October right! xx

ON THE CALENDAR !

October 4 -- home football game.

October 4-6 -- Golf Weekend -- more info here!

October 11 -- away football game.

October 12 -- farmer's day -- a day for us to celebrate and honor the farmers in Merrock that keep our community going.

October 12 -- bachelor & bachelorette parties -- two fun celebrations to have a good time with Cage and Cordelia as they prepare for their wedding.

October 18 -- home football game.

October 19 -- Cage & Cordelia's wedding -- more info here!

October 24 -- bingo night -- the monthly get together of bingo nerds at the fire hall to raise money.

October 25 -- home football game.

October 25 - November 3 -- Hallo-Week -- more info here!

October 26 -- pumpkin day -- big ole pumpkin sales down at Lavender Lane for your last minute needs.

IMPORTANT STUFF !

As usual, please take a few moments to read over our rules, make sure that you are up to date and familiar with everything. Because this is such a busy month, we will not be doing a new task for October... but I think we have plenty of characters that haven't yet had a chance to go back and tackle our very first task in the group: All About Autumn & Halloween! Give it a whirl! p.s. by an overwhelming amount of votes, we have Halloween-ish graphics for the month of October!

AREAS OF IMPROVEMENT !

we'd love to see a little more priority being put into replying to open starters! especially if you are not currently writing with that character. check the page frequently!

communicate with one another: before dropping threads, swapping the formats of threads, assuming something is alright with something, starting new threads, just messaging someone to make sure they're a-okay with something is so important. both players can have needs/wants met this way!

we rely on each other for activity: someone could end up on activity check or with strikes because they're waiting on a reply from you. please keep this in mind and give all of your threads across all of your characters regular attention.

A WORD FROM THE MOD !

September was an incredibly busy and kind of rough month, and I know that both Lindsey and myself were exhausted by the end of it (as I'm sure a lot of you were, as well). And while October is gearing up to also be busy, we are both looking forward to getting everything back on track with the group. But that also requires a little help from you guys! I am more than aware that no matter how much time and work I put into the group as an admin, it is on all of us to make things work, and create the environment and the dash that we feel happiest with. So I'm rallying the troops to get back on their flow! Reply to open starters. Say nice things to each other in the OOC blog. Reach out to plot / write with people you haven't. Don't let replies sit for long periods of time. Participate in things, spread love around. Remember that you get out what you put in. Want to see Merrock stick around for a long, long time? Me too! Let's make that possible by putting the energy in. xx

HAVE A GREAT OCTOBER !

[yanderes-galore]

Hi this is my first time ever requesting something so please forgive me if the formatting is bad but can I request a one shot of platonic Yandere Edward Richtofen where the reader is like his daughter from another timeline or dimension it can be Primis or ultimis thank you for your time have a wonderful day/night :)

This is kind of playing off my previous Ultimis Richtofen concept. I mentioned him being devastated if his darling died or swapped time lines. So this is the result of that.

If the lore is off somehow tell me as I am rusty with it (I have to watch that seven hour long video again, lol-)

Bit lengthy and not fully proofread so I apologize for spelling errors!

Parallels

Yandere! Platonic! Primis! Edward Richtofen with Daughter! Darling Short

Pairing: Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Female Darling, Obsession somewhat at first sight, Dubious adoption, Manipulation, Thoughts of murder, Overprotective behavior, Jealousy, Dubious family dynamic, Murder, Vague yandere, OOC Richtofen near the end.

"Father?"

Richtofen had no idea what to say when he saw the woman in front of him. There was a loud noise that he and his crew heard, then when they checked it out... he was greeted by a confused woman. What was even weirder was what the woman said.

She called him... father. Far as Richtofen knew he had no children. The crew he had gathered looked just as confused as him when they saw you. Although... the possibility that you two were related wasn't impossible.

Richtofen was fully aware of alternate time lines and dimensions. Agartha was proof along with the existence of his Ultimis counterparts. He's traveled through time and dimensions... so the existence of you could make sense.

His theory when he looked you over with caution was you were his daughter in another time, perhaps his Ultimis self. Somehow an accident must've happened... bringing you here. You looked so scared and confused-

"You called me... father?" Richtofen asks with faint curiosity. Your fear only deepens.

"Yes... are you not? You look like him! His name is Richtofen...." You ask. Richtofen looks to his crew, they urge him to continue.

"That is my name... but I fear I am not the Richtofen you know, dear." Richtofen tries to explain. He makes his tone gentle like one you'd use to a child. He may have never had a daughter... but something tells him he should he gentle with you.

Some sort of connection draws him to you despite not being your true father.

"What do you mean?" You ask again before the distant roar of the undead distract you both.

"I'll explain later, come with me! It's not safe here." Richtofen pleads, holding out his scarred hand. You eye him for a second...

Then you take his hand...

and all feels right.

Richtofen was surprised how natural it felt to hold your hand. For some reason saving you, pulling you close, and caring for you felt right. It even made him wonder if he was meant to have a daughter at some point. Unfortunately, he never did...

But now he had you.

Richtofen tried his best to explain to you Ultimis and Primis when you all had the time. He didn't tell you his goal but promised he'd act as your father here. It would take some getting used to... yet Richtofen felt you'd grow on each other.

It already felt meant to be.

Richtofen didn't tell you his plan for a reason he felt would be too devastating for you. If you actually came from the Ultimis time line, he'd have to kill your father for his soul. You'd never comply if you knew of that... part of Richtofen felt guilty.

Although when Richtofen looked at you, those eyes that resemble his own glittering back at him, guilt vanishes. If you came here... it must be for a reason, right? Perhaps it wasn't a freak accident....

Maybe some divine force knew he had to kill your father? That would mean you were gifted to him. You're meant to be his daughter now....

Call him sick but he liked the idea of getting rid of your father now. After your initial confusion and hesitancy, you were incredibly affectionate. You clung to Richtofen like he was your father.

He isn't sure what inside him clicked into place... but he decided he wanted to keep moments like this. If your father was destined to die anyway then you might as well get used to him. After all, in the end you'd be beside his side anyways, right?

Richtofen actually felt jealous of his Ultimis self. How could Ultimis have a daughter and he does not? For some reason he just felt it was unfair....

It gave his jealousy some relief to know that his other counterpart would be dead. You needed a new father figure anyways, might as well be now. Richtofen doesn't mind taking the new role....

He revels in it, actually.

Richtofen takes pride in the idea of being your father. The longer he's around you he gains more fatherly characteristics. A change that sparks surprise in his crew.

Richtofen was careful when explaining things to you and often listened to your story. He quickly became attentive to your needs and smiled when you called him 'father'. He was very similar to your previous dad... except the unhinged sadism wasn't there.

That alone must make him a better father, no?

In Primis Richtofen's eyes... you're better off with him. Sure he isn't as experienced or acts different from your father... but he's safer, right? He wonders if you were ever experimented on by his counterpart....

Richtofen was surprised how quickly he was drawn to the idea of parenting you. Perhaps he fell quickly for your clingy nature and warming hugs. You really managed to charm him fast... but it is to be expected...

He was your father at some point.

He quickly proves to you that he's the best for you by patching wounds and protecting you. Richtofen has always been a bit paranoid and that only grows the longer he cares for you. Luckily you are able to hold your own with a weapon...

Part of him hopes you rely on him more.

Richtofen watches carefully as you mingle with the rest of Primis. Part of him is jealous you get along with them so well, responding curiously to them and their differences. Nikolai managed to laugh for a moment when you explained the Nikolai you knew was much... drunker. That and the fact you're used to Dempsey being more of a narcissist, which the soldier grinned at.

Deep down Richtofen knew in the end you'd always side with him. Although he still felt worry you'd split from him as you are a young woman by the time he met you.... He pushes those feelings to the side so he can just appreciate you, though.

You may notice Richtofen's obsessive behavior. He holds you tight and acts like you're his biological daughter. When you ask if he'll help you get back to your dad, he goes silent and holds you closer. Truth is... he doesn't want to give you up.

He doesn't have to, either... but you don't know that.

When the time comes where Richtofen has to kill his Ultimis counterpart for his soul, he actually feels a bit anxious. It feels weird to kill yourself, which causes him hesitancy along with the fact this was your father. He's sure to do it out of your sight... but as he prepares, a thought flashes in his head.

You'd finally be his daughter after this.

This one thought makes him eager. He isn't sure why but the thought of putting a bullet through his counterpart's brain makes him excited if it meant he kept you. This thought drove him to continue.

It was cruel when he taunted him, he will admit that. The reaction his Ultimis half gave him when he told him he had you was one of... despair? He almost felt bad.

Yet now you'd have to rely on him.

"Don't worry... it's for the greater good. I promise to take care of MY daughter. Unlike you, who lost her."

Dimensional bleeding must be what changed his personality. Richtofen wasn't expecting to take such sadistic pleasure in ending your previous father's life once he pulled the trigger. The pleasure didn't fade even when he saw the look of betrayal on his Ultimis self once he mentioned he's keeping you for himself. He took even more joy in lying about it all.

"I'm sorry, dear... in this dimension your father's already dead."

He should've felt bad, but it had to be done. Richtofen suffocated his guilt when he held you, listening to your cries. He had made you sad....

It was worth it.

He felt horrible that his greed made you sad. Surely you'd understand in the end, right? Normally he'd find the idea of shooting his counterpart grim.

Now it was simply euphoric... he wanted to do it again.

Richtofen didn't mind the idea of killing to keep you. He felt it was protecting you by keeping you by his side. A good father must protect his daughter, yes?

Killing your father was a necessary step, dear... but it'll all okay!

You still have his Primis counterpart to love and care for you... even if your true father's blood is on his hands.

If you ever found out Richtofen's plan... and learned he killed your father... he has another plan.

He'll force you to follow through, not like you have anywhere else to go.

You'll be so lost without your father...

So why blame him for the murder of the one who abandoned you?

Primis Richtofen is your father now... your TRUE father...

So why don't you be a good girl and ignore the blood he's spilled... he only wants to love you as a father should!

[7grandmel]

Todays rip: 07/05/2024

Rooftop Bop

Season 4 Episode 1 Featured on: SiIvaGunner's Highest Quality Rips: Volume AI

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Man, Scatman John...what an interesting relation he has to the internet, huh? For whatever reason back in the early days of YouTube, his titular hit song Scatman became really prevalent to use in amateur comedy videos, most notably with the "Super Mario 64 Bloopers!"-genre of video. These are actually videos that I have memory of watching - people just playing around in their childhood 3D game and making up their own little stories and sketches to the tune of silly music. But Scatman, and its less-viral sibling Scatman's World, are more than just nonsense, there's an emotion to John's two legendary songs, a distillation of raw nostalgia - one that the internet suddenly rediscovered back in 2019, and one that SiIvaGunner itself celebrated in bursts throughout the whole year, with Rooftop Bop being an absolute standout example.

Like with most memes, its hard to really trace down a logistical reason for their upbringing - check any KnowYourMeme page, and its bound to just say something along the lines of "on this date, this video/image was posted, and gained tons of attention". The Scatman-posting of 2019 was a pretty interesting case on top of that - the "AWESOME - HE FINALLY" memes that initiated it all were like a big mishmash of memes old and new. Part of the joke was in using nostalgic pieces from the old internet, the music and the "black border" template, over clips from Vine or elsewhere edited to have a positive, borderline innocent outcome, as if to intentionally turn the "Loud equals funny" format that so much of Vine fell under on its head. It's like three layers deep into irony, to where it loops around into finding sincere happiness funny - but it is genuinely still just a really good bit, the perfect kind of stupid comedy that's at once unexpected yet also brings its audience together over the nostalgia it evokes - nostalgia for two different eras of the internet, even! Despite being so core to the old internet days, Scatman wasn't very prominent on the Unregistered Hypercam 2 takeover of 2018, taking a backseat to other internet anthems like Never Gonna Give You Up in Never Gonna Give Up Mahjong and Dreamscape in How 2 Do Anything. But, as if it was fated to be, just a few months later in 2019 Scatman John would once again be made relevant - and the SiIva team was right on top of things.

A lot of Scatman John's prominence on SiIva in 2019 was, of course, on the legendary Not Funny Didn't Laugh day - on the 10th of September (whats 9 plus 10?), a series of shitposts intentionally drenched in as much irony as possible were featured on the channel, the depths of which I explored back in Sex - Steve Harvey. But beyond giving us all brain damage, the event was like a huge shot in the arm for Scatman Stocks - and just two weeks later, we would receive perhaps the best Scatman rip yet. The guy had been lurking as a meme on SiIva before, notably being in some Season 1 rips here and there - and so his return on Not Funny Didn't Laugh day felt like just one more piece of internet history to be nostalgic for. Early YouTube, Vine, and the very first months of SiIvaGunner - all rolled into two songs filled with such whimsy, yet also filled with pure emotion. Now: Does that ring a bell to anyone else?

I feel like Rooftop Bop is the definition of a "more than the sum of its parts" rip, if that makes any sense. It's an excellent melody swap/mashup no doubt, the kind that almost makes you wonder how it was even done with how authentic the violin's lead melody sounds, and the chorus returning to the original Rooftop Run: Act 1 theme with Scatman John's vocals hits oh-so-hard - its an amazingly paced out rip throughout, ping-ponging between melody swap, mashup and both at once throughout - but like I said, the rip is so much more than all of that. It feels almost like a universal experience (at least, for my generation) to have an attachment to Scatman John - but more than that, we all have an attachment to the very thing his two hits represented. Because his balance of silliness and genuine heartfelt emotion is the exact thing that made SiIvaGunner so special all the way back in Season 1, the kind of balance that has made us all smile, laugh, empathize and outright cry, althewhile never losing its core of pure whimsy. Be it The Paragoomba and the Wiggler, Aphex, Planet Wisp Mashup Medley, Turnabout Fishters, or indeed Rooftop Bop - SiIvaGunner, very much like Scatman John, has gotten so many emotions out of us, and made us all too attached to an entity others may consider naught but a silly gimmick.

It's a fantastic listen - but more than that, it's an incredible experience. The latter half of Season 4 Episode 1 of SiIvaGunner was perhaps the most exciting period to ever follow the channel during, and Rooftop Bop's unprecedented ability to unite us all through a raw dosage of nostalgic memories couldn't have come at a better time.

[harrowharks-iliac-crest]

Day Two

Mush For Breakfast—Honesty’s Job Goes Terribly Wrong—The City Has A Worse Day—Camilla-And-Palamedes—“Keep Her Home Tonight”—Four Days Until The Tomb Opens.

Four days.

Starting to understand the format of this book: A "dream" about John, about Alecto, followed by a Day in Nona's life. Who's keeping track? Who knows when the tomb opens?

...Pyrrha?

Either that, or Nona is being watched by someone else.

Either way; One day down, four more to go. Let's get started.

7

Second skull. (Judith? The Cohort?)

Nona’s dream cut off abruptly. [...] “It’s the sitting part. My feet are in the nice water, the safe water. The water’s in my boots. My socks are full of it. I’m talking to her but I can’t see her face. I tried to, Cam, but it’s what always happens, I don’t manage to look at it, it just doesn’t work.”

Nona isn't dreaming about John; she's dreaming about someone else. The picture face, she called it the day before; we still don't know whose picture, do we?

“I’m touching her hands. She’s touching my hands. But in the dream it’s always my hands, remember, Cam, I’m touching my own hands but they’re not mine.”

I'm counting this as evidence that Nona is Alecto. Her hands but her hands are Nona's, she is Nona.

“There’s eyes all around us, red eyes. In the darkness. I remember this time, they’re red.” “Do you have any thoughts?” “Yes,” said Nona. “I’m hungry. In the dream. Really hungry.” The pencil stilled. “You’re hungry?” “I’m so hungry,” said Nona.

Welp, this isn't alarming or ominous at all. Red eyes? So hungry?

“Who do they feel like they belong to? Do you like them?” Nona chortled. “Not one bit.” Nona hated having hands.

That's interesting. Nona loves every part of her body. But not her hands? Or at least, not the hands in her dream?

I really wanna know more about this.

“Pyrrha—why does We Suffer hate you?” “Because I remind her that her God was just a human being who could get tired and fuck up,” said Pyrrha instantly. That was the wonderful thing about Pyrrha: she didn’t waste time saying things like “What made you think of that?” or “Why?” She went ahead and answered. In a way though, it was also a bad thing about Pyrrha, because she lied and told the truth at exactly equal top speeds.

So Pyrrha does lie, and could be lying about any number of things, including this.

Interesting that We Suffer considers Wake her God. I assume that's what this means.

“If you’re that charming,” said Nona, “how come you’re single?”

Oooooohhhhhh, sick burn. Careful Nona. Though if I were to guess, I'd say the answer is "because she's busy keeping you safe, Nona".

Pyrrha had used to be like Camilla and Palamedes and now her equivalent of Palamedes was gone—really dead—killed by a terrible monster that nobody would describe to her.

Yeah no it seems basically impossible to even describe the resurrection beasts. And also, yeah Gideon is dead - but that's most likely only part of why Pyrrha is heartbroken. She's lost all her old friends - all the first Lyctors are dead! - she's lost her necromancer, she's lost Wake as well, who she had a passionate affair with. Pyrrha is unspeakably old and everyone she used to know is dead. She must be so lonely.

“Who, and whyfor, did you bribe?” “Some guys. Site C,” said Pyrrha succinctly. “For God’s sake, Pyrrha, if it’s that hard to access I’ll swap you Site B, Cam and I have ways and means of accessing—” “I would pay any amount of money to stop you taking that risk you take,” said Pyrrha,

Palamedes and Pyrrha bickering is almost cute. But also what the fuck are they investigating? And why won't they tell Nona anything?

Oh -!!! They're talking about some kind of trial, which makes it very likely that Pyrrha helped Camilla and Palamedes achieve Lyctorhood. And they can both be present at the same time, only it puts a massive amount of strain on Camilla's body. Interesting.

“What d’you want from the cheap-jacks, No-No?” “Oh, nothing—except it is my six-monther soon,” she reminded Pyrrha. Camilla said, “You can get a present once it’s been a year.”

Is this what we're leading up to? Nona's six-month anniversary of being alive? Is this what her "birthday" is going to be?

I was wondering about that, and about how they'd know it was her birthday if she wasn't remembering anything, so that might explain it.

But Pyrrha said, “God, you think she’s ever gotten presents? I visited her hometown back before Anastasia got settled, and it was grim as fuck then. Just spooky caves all the way down…”

Damn, good point. I think the closest to a present Gideon ever got was that two-hander - and Harrow, that lollipop when she was like three. Fuck man, these girls have led extremely depressing lives so far.

Nona goes to school, Honesty has a black eye, and when he tells the story of what happened -

“Said the eyes was all white. But he said he was moving quietly, real quietly, and these guys—they’re all just sitting around—they all look up … they all look at him … with these white-out eyes … they all look up at the same time. They look at him. He kept saying that,” he said suddenly, breaking off. He said, “Kept saying, they saw me, they saw me, oh my God.”

What the fuuuuuuuck. Who are those guys? Eyeless creeps? Necromantic puppets? Pupilless necromancers? Victims of some kind? More experiments?

But then … then the driver said we were being followed … and the guy goes crazy sobbing and apologising, saying he fucked up, he got us in trouble, and then one of the old chicks is like, get the kid out, and … and they stop the car and there’s another two big trucks pulling up behind us, militia trucks with guys, and…”

Militia trucks? Jeeeeeeeeeez...

“I know what it was. I hang out with you lot. I know the deal. Nobody ever asks poor old Honesty … Honesty could’ve told him not to try and knock off the goddamned Convoy.”

The CONVOY????

The Convoy was mentioned in one of the previous chapters - the rumbling, earthquake-like transport that nobody quite knew what it was.

THIS is what it is????

I have so many questions but mostly I'm just fucking baffled that the petty criminals Honesty was working with don't know about the Convoy. It must be somewhat common knowledge where they live, right?

Right?

... Yikes.

[novelconcepts]

17 for taivan?

17 - Stealing or Sharing Clothes

Van starts stealing her clothes when they're fifteen, and she's sneaky as fuck about it. Taissa doesn't even realize her sweatshirt is gone until she knocks on Van's door one Saturday morning, intending to drag Van out shopping.

(Van kind of hates shopping; "I have clothes," she said blankly, the last time Tai pulled this. "How many does one person need?" It is therefore funny to inflict upon her the ravages of Claire's and Forever 21.)

Van opens her door, bleary, rubbing her eyes. She's wearing basketball shorts with a hole in the black mesh and Taissa's JV sweatshirt.

"Hey," she says, "that's mine."

Van twists at the waist, looking over her own shoulder at the name imprinted on navy cotton. "Wouldja look at that. How'd it fall into my laundry basket?"

Taissa takes it back from her that very day, even going so far as to buy Van a replacement hoodie. Not that she needs to replace it, since it's her fucking property, but whatever.

A few weeks go by before Van steals it again.

It becomes a thing. Taissa will go searching for a favorite t-shirt or sweater, certain it's been devoured by whichever laundry goblins are responsible for lost socks, and lo and behold: she finds it. In Van's room. Slung over Van's chair, or under Van's jacket at a party. Tucked into Van's locker, hanging between Van's backpack and Van's upsetting stash of ancient book reports.

"We don't even have the same style!" she groans. "Stop stealing my shit!"

"Our shit," says Van sagely, pulling yet another sweater down over her head. She's already wearing a sweater. It's September. This is so gloriously stupid, all Taissa can do is laugh.

When they crash, Van's thefts grow less intentional. They all do this now, dressing with blind eyes, paying little attention to the original owner of any given article of clothing. Clothes with overt wear-and-tear are recycled into blankets or bandages. Whatever's left is fair game, tossed into a communal stash.

Van wears Taissa's jacket often, pulling it tight around her diminishing frame. Taissa, in turn, wears Van's zip-ups, her rugby stripes. There's a modicum of control in swapping closets, though it pains Taissa to think they're now the same size, that they've shrunk down to a single-stitch format of a person. She tries not to focus on the facts. Tries to think instead of the dizzy warmth that comes from wearing Van's clothes, as if Van is--always--wrapping her close.

Eventually, she forgets. What was hers. What was Van's. Some things might even have begun life in Travis' suitcase, or Natalie's, adopted by the two of them instead. Even when they go home, some of those items remain. She touches a flannel shirt, hanging off Van's otherwise naked shoulders as she flips pancakes one morning, and thinks maybe it was Shauna's, once.

The line is razor-thin. What is hers. What is Van's. She has trouble telling the difference. They share the same shoe size. The same jacket size. They dress for warmth and the steady assurance that they will be safe, should another tragedy strike. For a long time, fashion is such a non-issue, Taissa can't imagine ever having cared about the mall, about Forever 21, about laughing when Van insisted she already owned plenty of shirts.

Time ticks by, and Van's in her closet more and more. Van's henley hanging off her own torso. Her jeans clinging to Van's hips. Is there any difference? Aren't they one soul sharing two bodies?

The first time Taissa comes home with a new dress, Van whistles. Grins. Still, there's a shadow in her eyes. That's not for me, she seems to be thinking. That's not for sharing. And, maybe: You did this on purpose.

It's the first step down a freshly-lain road. Taissa begins buying what she likes. What feels professional. What feels interesting. Van continues pulling from her side of the closet, but only the old stuff. The vintage t-shirts, the weathered hoodies. She leaves the new items be.

Maybe that's why Taissa buys a soft gray sweater one day. Not fancy. Straight-cut, simple, a loose collar. She buys it for herself, but when she looks into the mirror, it's Van she can picture curled within the warm fabric.

Van, who--indeed--is sitting on the couch in that very sweater not three days later.

"Stealing my shit," says Tai fondly. As if they're totally normal these days. As if they haven't been arguing more. As if Van hasn't been sleeping on the couch. As if the sex hasn't been near-violent, and the silences, afterward, excruciating.

"Our shit," Van replies, craning her head back. Long red hair forms a waterfall over the back of the couch. Taissa bows to kiss her, fingers clenching around the collar of her sweater. She runs her fingers over the soft knit, uses the weave to pull Van close. It's a good sweater. Looks better on Van than it did on her.

She will miss it when Van is gone.

[cannibaltamau]

yateses + surprise :)

the surprise is that it's an interview format for a climbing au 🏔 also if you know anything at all about mountain climbing please understand my entire knowledge of this topic comes from half an hour's googling so Not Much at all

Two brothers, three peaks: Exclusive interview with the Yates brothers ahead of ambitious summer challenge.

Dubbed the Double Trouble of speed climbing, British duo Adam and Simon Yates sat down with Climber Magazine to talk record attempts, last year's mistakes and what it's like to climb with your identical twin.

Following last autumn’s disaster at El Capitan, where a sudden storm meant their record attempt nearly ended in disaster, they’ve been busy planning an audacious never-before-attempted challenge.

CM: Adam, Simon, thanks for speaking to us. We’ve heard a lot about your plans for this summer, and you’re speaking to us from Chamonix in the French Alps, could you tell us again why you’re there?

SY: Yeah, we’re doing the Alpine trilogy, so the Matterhorn, the Eiger and Grandes Jorasses, which we’ve done before, but not like this –

AY: Not in two days! [laughter]. Up, down, drive to the next one, up and down again. All the of the big North Faces in less than 48 hours, a really big challenge and it's not–

SY: No one’s done that before. We can do it though – if you added up our times on those routes before we’re well, well under.

CM: Wow. That’s certainly an ambitious plan!

What about afterward? Say you complete the Trilogy, what would be the dream climb to try next?

AY: [laughter] I think for me, I want to try to summit a few more of the 8000ers, that would be the dream, I think. Abandoning Lohtse was really hard but doing Annapurna with him two years ago was so much fun, but I don't think Si wants that, though! [laughter] But definitely coming back to America and getting El Capitan.

SY: He’s right, he’s right. I don’t really want to go that high [laughter] We’ve only properly done that one, Cho Oyu, and Broad Peak together. Not racing a record, just a bit of something different. But if Adam goes, I’ll go. He’ll need a lead!

CM: On that note – who leads most often? Adam led your previous record on the Matterhorn, but Simon you were leading the El Capitan attempt when the weather surprised you, forcing an abandon.

SY: We swap all the time – mostly from pitch to pitch but those ones were different because we were really going for speed. We know what each other can do, so we work to our strengths.

CM: You’ve set team climbing records on some of the trickiest ascents in Europe, do either of you think about trying your hand at solo climbing?

AY & SY: No. [Ed. They really did answer this question in sync.]

AY: Never – I mean, we’ve both done a fair bit with different partners, different teams, but I know Simon the best – obviously, for our entire lives, you know?

SY: We learnt at the same time, when we were kids, we’ve been climbing together forever. When we’re up somewhere, it’s like it’s only us, even if there’s others on the mountain. El Capitan was a bit like that, in the rain and wind we just had to wait it out on a ledge together [laughter] huddling for warmth –

AY: [laughter] Like penguins! But yeah, kind of, the rest of the world stops existing. We talk when we need to but mostly, we can just understand each other and what we need, he can just know what I need, I can know what he needs. We live in the same building, in Spain, so we’re always together even when we’re not climbing.

SY: Even the times I have gone with someone else it’s not been the same as with Adam. Never as fast, for one thing, and it's just not as easy. He's the best for me, really. I don’t think another partner could ever know you that well.

AY: [laughter] Sometimes too well, though – Simon’s a bit lighter than I am at the moment so he knows I’ll be a little bit better belaying, he maybe takes some more risks.

CM: Not too many, we hope! Again, thank you both for talking to us and best of luck with the Alpine trilogy. It sounds like you’re a very happy partnership.

[lillazyboithings]

I think I’m brainrotting on the rtc swap au now so here’s a bucket load of stuff I wrote about it

literally Constance would get two songs (since she gets switched with Mischa) and the first song is basically TSIA just changed a bit to fit Connie more and the second song instead of being about a lover whose almost on the other side of the world it’s more like Sugar Cloud in actual Ride The Cyclone yk

Also the song order would be like by the character they swapped with so instead of Ocean first (since she was swapped with Jane/Penny) Penny would go first, also considering Legoland would hopefully probably still somewhat exist in the swap au Penny could say a line something like “ You know,, it’s probably best I go first because I have the most experience performing here, “ which would be a direct reference to Legoland

^^ Also nevermind partly about that because it wouldn’t make sense in some ways the song lineup would be like this

Penny

Noel (he would probably still sing a song somewhat like Noel’s Lament just probably less tragic yk)

Every Stories Got A Lesson (sung by Penny of course)

Mischa

Ricky

Jane Doe (Ocean)

Constance TSIA

Constance Suagr Cloud (also note Sugar Cloud would change a bit to fit swap Constance more)

Ohhhhh, I actually had something in mind for their swap songs actually! (sorry if i took a bit too long to actually reply, my laptop suddenly went haywire while i was trying to fix the wifi)

read long info under cut :DD

Okay so like, you're absolutely right about two thing, where Penny and Ocean swap, but the order actually goes from Penny, Ricky, Constance, Noel, Ocean doe, and Mischa since they all swapped roles (makes more sense in my head), and how Constance has 2 songs! I also really like the thing about Penny's "You know,, it’s probably best I go first because I have the most experience performing here," line since it kinda actually aligns with the characterization i have for her in mind.

the song I kinda have for Penny would be like a mix of Play to Win and What the world needs, but like, more focus on her love to take advantage of all her friends without making it obvious at first, and how people should always put the important people (her) first. (my thought process for this is like, penny is commonly the one being hurt, so why not let her hurt others)

Ricky's song would be like some tragic song about how the canine people are under attack by the zolarian cat people. It would detail how he'd like, fall in love with one of the canine people and then how he'd sacrifice his life for her to save them all.

Constance's first song would obviously be like TSIA, flexing on everyone obviously, the only difference is better autotone /j

Constance's second song (which you're still right about) would be like a somber sugar cloud. It could actually be like, how she shouldn't have been so mean to everyone around her, and how she misses the warm happy moments of life.

You're also correct about Noel's song, it would most likely detail about his successes as a hooker in post-war France, about how his name is well known around the country, and how someday he wants to settle down with a man who would treat him right

The Jane doe's (Ocean doe's) song would be like a mix of fun and morbid. It would constantly switch back from singing about the countless possibilities of who she was and who she could be, to singing about why no one came to find her, why no one wanted to identify her, and about how sad she is about no one being there to wait for her when she comes back.

Last is Mischa's. Since he's Penny's best friend and how I characterize him as a floor mat and lost puppy kind of person, he uses this last song to stand up to Penny and how he doesn't want to be taken advantage of anymore. It would be in the format of those "i want" songs ngl.

This is basically my idea of the songs (if i actually had song writign skills, i would actually make lyrics lol)

you're free to ask more if you like! :DDD

[baddieladdie]

FO4 Companions react to Sole's chem addiction

@falloutchicken Alright! Finished it~ Sorry it's a little long, I had an idea for a different format style and I ran with it - but I love how it turned out <3

tw: addiction, drugs, trauma, chem-use as an addiction

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While trading at the Diamond City market, the Sole Survivor of vault 111 overheard folks whispering over their steaming noodle bowls about an abandoned shopping center filled with valuable loot. The only barrier between them and the score of a lifetime were the supermutants inside. The gossiping locals didn’t have the fire power for such an altercation, but the sole survivor did. And they certainly would not be going alone.

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Selecting your companion:

Cait: I’ll come, but just don’t make me wear anything stupid

Curie: “Oh! Shopping!” She mused delightfully, her voice ringing with pleasure.

Codsworth: How delightful, mum! I do so miss shopping expeditions and, please pardon my saying, but your jumpsuit is looking rather drab. Off we go, miss!

Deacon: Sounds like my kind of dig! I could always use some new disguises.

McCready (sarcastically): Oh, we better hurry. I hear clothes practically fly off the shelves with their discounts.

Piper: Jesus, Blue. Sounds dangerous. Something wrong with the clothes you already have?

Preston: Absolutely, General. I wouldn’t want you facing this on your own.

Hancock: *heh* Thought you’d never ask. Let’s get the fuck out of Diamond city.*grumbles, muttering under his breath* Never understood how these bigots can sleep at night…

Danse: I advise against putting yourself in unnecessary danger. The gossip of strangers isn’t worth risking your life, but I’ll be damned if I let you face this alone.

Nick Valentine: Well, if it’s worth your time kid, than it’s worth mine *grabs his hat and coat before locking the detective agency door behind them* Lead the way

X6-88: I agree. We might find something useful. A large shopping center may have valuable pre-war goods. Right behind you, ma’am.

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The Sole Survivor walks out of Diamond City with their companion, combat shotgun in hand. Though well armored and stocked with plenty of ammunition, they carefully made their way south through the ruins of Boston. Sole and their companion had not walked far from the Boston Police Rationing Site when they heard the unmistakable sounds of feral ghouls, clumsily kicking tin rubbish and bones left on the broken streets. Sole and their companion crouched behind the remains of a building’s wall. Daring a look, sole peaked above the wall, only to notice the dirty, ruined faces but unmistakable faces of her pre-war neighbors, Mr. Donoghue and Mrs. Donoghue. Sole immediately felt sick and dizzy watching the two ghouls stumble down the street aimlessly, eyes white and staring at nothing. Mr. Donoghue and Mrs. Donoghue were expecting a child as well. Sole had spent hours in their kitchen, chatting about the excitement of parenthood. They swapped ideas over coffee and pie. 200 years after the bombs dropped, while sole was safe in a vault, her neighbors had been turned into radiation monsters, void of the humanity they used to possess. Alive in a physical sense, but her neighbors were lost. Sole had no choice but to put them down and out of their miserable experience. It’s what they would have wanted…

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Your companion reacts:

Cait: Jesus Christ, not a way to go. At least you had the ‘ol Vault-Tec treatment, eh? *Cait notices tears filling in sole’s eyes, rapidly decides to change her approach* I - er - um…..I know this must be difficult for you…I…I am here if you need to talk, or something.

Curie: One must wonder, what causes the deterioration of this ghoul condition? Some "ghouls" are in possession of their mental faculties. Others are not. I wonder why Mr. Donoghue and Mrs. Donoghue became feral while many other ghouls have maintained their mental capacities [Sole - Those were my neighbors, Curie. Not a science experiment] My apologies, sir/madam, I didn't mean to offend you. Grief can be managed with a well balanced diet, exercise, and spending time with loved ones!

Codsworth: Oh dear *emotional processors cracking through his speakers* Is that…the Donoghues? Mum, I’m…I’m so sorry *offers a hankie*

Deacon: Well, that was terrible *sigh* radiation, you unbelievable bastard.[notices how upset sole is] Ah..Look, I’m sorry. This…I mean, what you’re going through, I can’t even imagine. If you wanna talk or something…[trails off]

McCready: Oh man…*He pauses, letting the information sink in regarding sole’s neighbors* I’m really sorry. We can turn around if you want. That department store isn’t going anywhere. 

Piper: You okay, [sole]? You seem pretty shaken up. Why don’t we rest for a bit.

Preston: Oh, I’m really sorry, General. *he removes his hat, holding to his chest, tired eyes looking away in respect* Take all the time you need. I can help you bury the bodies if you would like to give them a proper burial.

Hancock: Ah shit. Old neighbors, huh? Hey, let's just get outta here. I hate seein’ you so broken up like this.

Danse: You’re awfully quiet. Want to tell me what’s on your mind? [listens intently to what Sole says about the feral ghouls they had recognized and killed] I see. Take as long as you need, soldier. I can’t imagine what you must be feeling right now.

Nick Valentine: “You seemed to recognize those two, who were they?” [response from sole] “Oh, I’m so sorry for your loss,” he spoke softly, placing a supportive synth hand on sole’s arm.

X6-88: Those were your neighbors? My condolences.

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The sole survivor heaves in grief, but is eventually able to continue on, intrigued by the elaborate wooden welcome sign to Fairline Hill Estates. They had toured the gated community long ago when looking for a house. Sanctuary Hills, the houses of tomorrow, had captured their attention more, with all their technologically advanced features the estates lacked. But all that remained now were the corpses of friends turned into monsters from nuclear radiation and two lazy yao guai, chewing on the bloody bones of rotting brahmin.

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Your companion reacts:

Cait: Oh! Such fascinating creatures! Shall we get a closer look? I wish to study the effects of radiation on these beasts

Curie: You’ve got be fucking kiddin’ me. yao guai? That’s the last thing we need right now.

Codsworth: Oh dear. You don’t think they can see us, right mom?

Deacon: That is disgusting *he giggles* How do you want to play this, boss?

McCready: *Chuckles gleefully, silently pulling out his well polished rifle* This is where the fun begins.

Piper: Well that’s just great. Breaking news: Diamond City reporter torn to ribbons by a giant, stupid, irritated bear.

Preston: Dammit, I think we're in trouble here *pulls out his musket, at the ready* I’m with you, general.

Hancock: We ain’t alone *drops shotgun ammunition into the barrels of his gun* Those yao guai are mean bastards, they hit hard. Just lemme know when you’re ready and I got your back.

Danse: Yao guai..Not to worry, we’ll send those monsters right back to hell [Charges, heavily clad in power armor, laser weapons firing away, breaking the silence of a sleepy afternoon] Die, you godless heathen! Die!

Nick Valentine: There’s no getting out of this without a fight *loads his 10mm with a satisfying click* You ready, kid?

X6-88: Good, I was starting to feel a little bored. You ready to engage, [sole]? This shouldn’t take long

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The Sole Survivor and their trusted companion gawk at the yao guai corpses, bleeding from their many fatal bullet holes. Sole sighs in exhaustion, dropping to squat and holding their face in hands.Their companion rubs their back sympathetically and suggests the tempting idea of spending the night at Fairline Hills Estates. The area was relatively safe now, with Mr. Donoghue & Mrs. Donoghue and the yao guais dead. Keenly aware of the mental torment they both witnessed and given Sole’s fragile state, their trusted companion led the way to the southeast house. Sole collapses weakly on the sunken couch and watches as their companion wanders into the brokedown kitchen to prepare dinner for the night. They ate the meal peacefully without many words to be said about the days’ events. The sole survivor turned down every request to talk about the killing of her neighbors and the close call they had with the yao guai in what used to be a highly sought after gated community. Their companion accepted that sole just wasn’t ready to talk about. They offer to take the first watch to let the sole survivor get some much needed rest.

Once their trusted companion shuts the door to the house to begin their watch, the sole survivor slinks away to the attached garage. They had noticed the chemistry station earlier and knew exactly how to use it. There were piles of dead leaves everywhere, a natural fertilizer. Using the leaves along with the plastic from some junk lying around the house, sole knew they could craft jet - lots of jet. Sole gets to work, tinkering feverishly at the chemistry station, sweating from the withdrawal and desperate for relief. The Sole Survivor sighed in contented satisfaction, admiring their own craftsmanship. Not even bothering to step from the chemistry station, they begin taking hit after hit of jet. Sighing happily as the pain of memories and her broken heart eased into comfortable numbness. Sole wanted to take jet until they couldn’t remember who they were, much less what had happened to them. Sole stumbled back slightly, the room a spiraling blur. No matter, they take another hit and watch the world slowly rise until they felt their back hit the floor. The stared blankly at the ceiling, surrounded by empty jet cartridges. Hearing the loud THUD sole’s companion rushed into the room, fearing the worst (an intruder, a kind of murderous threat) only to find in their horror, a close friend in indescribable pain.

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Your companion reacts:

Cait: “*tsk* Havin’ a good time now, are we?” Cait teased, pointing on the jet in sole’s hand as they slouched against the chemistry station. Cait’s eyes scanned the scene further, noticing the familiar signs of a serious addiction problem.Given the amount of empty jet canisters scattered on the floor around sole, it was a miracle they were even still alive.] I think you’ve got a wee bit of a drug problem, [sole]. Which ain’t right, especially after everythin’ you watched me go through. Why would you let yourself get hooked on the stuff? Can’t believe you’re doin’ this to yourself?!” She shouted, breathing deepling like sole had taught her to calm down. “You’re an idiot, [sole]. But I’ll help ya, just like how you helped me. Let’s go, we’re getting you cleaned up”

Curie: She stares curiously, “I have more than enough data on the physiological effects of chems, there is no need to provide me with more data, sir/madam.” She notices the dilated pupils, racing heart beat, the sweating… “Are you alright, sir/madam? I believe you should see a doctor, we cannot treat your condition here.”

Codsworth: “Are you well, mum?!” Codsworth panicked, desperately trying to assess the situation. A Mister Handy bot was designed for household duties, not crises.

Deacon: Wow, looks like you’ve been partying pretty hard with out me. Miiiight want to lay off cause I think you’ve enough.

McCready: *Slaps the empty get out of sole’s hand, they glare at him angrily, demanding an explanation* That crap is gonna rot your mind. This stops right now (Dad-mode activated)

Piper: Ooooookay (nabs all the empty jet cartridges) I think you’ve had enough, Blue. (Stares at the insane amount of jet in the room). I think we better get you to a doctor. I just hope it’s not too late (she sighs heavily, emotion tightening around her neck hotly) This is why I wanted to talk, Blue! So you - you wouldn’t do anything stupid! Arg! What a mess. Come on, (she lifts sole up) let’s get you to a doctor.

Preston: This is how it ends, [sole]. You keep this up and I’ll have to bury a friend. The Minutemen need you. I need you. And you don’t need those chems. You have people who love and care about you.

Hancock: “Woah!” Hancock froze, staring at the used jet scattered about the room. 2..4..6..three over there, that makes 9…pile of 5 in the corner makes…14? 14! How are they alive? Hancock glanced at the sole survivor, slumped pitifully against the chemistry station, empty jet still in hand. They just kept staring at his boots, completely unresponsive, but he could see the steady rise and fall of their chest with each shallow breath. Hancock began to sweat, panic sweeping in, staring at sole’s chest. What if it they stop…what if they breathing stops - he’s mayor, not fucking doctor.”H-hey, stay with me, now! Look,” He turn’s sole’s face to look at him only to be greeted with dull and empty eyes. “Hey, sunshine. It’s me, remember? Hancock. D-don’t go, you can’t do this to me. I need you, please. Don’t leave me alone.” Tears welled in the crevices of Hancok’s face as he sat beside the sole survivor, holding their hand. He gasped as a familiar smooth hand rested on his. “I could never forget you, Hancock.” The mayor choked back sobs, gripping sole’s hand like it could fade away any moment. “Don’t you ever do this again. Never trip alone. We’re getting you help. Like, now now.” He takes sole’s arm and wraps it around his shoulder’s, pulling them to their feet.

Danse: [Stares in stunned silence mixed with disgust and concern] He crouches beside sole, pushing the drugs away, and whispered angrily, “How can you fight when your brain’s clouded with those drugs? You’re going to get yourself killed. And I’m not just gonna stand here and watch brotherhood’s best, my friend, die unnecessarily. We’re getting you clean and that’s an order.”

Nick Valentine: “SHIT!” Nick hissed under his breath. He'd see a lot of folks at their worst in his line of work. He’d seen this scene too many times before. A case closed in an overdose. There were even some rare occasions where he found Mayor Hancock after a few too many chems. But usually, there were warning signs. How could he call himself a detective when he couldn’t even save his friend from themselves. Nick crouches beside the body, holding their limp wrist in his. A pulse, weak but still there. “Alright, now you’ve done it, kid” He scooped up the sole survivor into his arms. “We need to get you to a doc.”

X6-88: Oh god…[composes himself] You don’t look so good sir/ma’am, Might want to lay off the chems for a while. I’ll be throwing these away (disposes of all the chems the Sole Survivor made and had on their person)

The Sole Survivor wakes up in a familiar bed at the Castle, a stack of addictol was left on the nightstand. This was certainly a more permanent detour to Fallon’s Department store than they planned for. Sole’s companion apologizes for moving them and delaying their trip to the department store. But sole’s close friend promises profusely that it was and always will be for the sole survivor’s own good. They promise again and again that they do not feel any different about them and still deeply appreciate the relationship that they share. So much so, they couldn’t bare to lose their friend to addiction. After some time and regular check-ins with the Minutemen Surgeon General, The Sole Survivor will finally leaves thre Castle and continuing their journey.

[miloscat]

[Review] Sonic Boom: Shattered Crystal (3DS)

Maybe Sonic Boom works better in 2D than 3D.

Alongside Rise of Lyric, Sega commissioned a handheld companion game within their Sonic Boom line. Development duties went to Sanzaru Games, another American studio who had previously made the Sly Cooper 3D platformers. This is actually their first 2D game (well, 2.5D anyway) and while it's less ambitious than RoL, it is much more successful at fulfilling those lower ambitions.

While RoL had a flash-forward cold open, this one abruptly starts in medias res with Lyric accosting Amy. Amy apparently is an archaeologist of sorts, and Lyric mind controls her to find the secrets of a lost extra crystal, tying into the MacGuffin objects in RoL. This sadly puts Amy in the "damsel in distress" role, but it does make room on the D-pad character switcher for Sticks to be playable this time (yay!). Incidentally, Lyric is not given an introduction in in-game cutscenes, but gets some backstory in the form of a short comic that is only viewable after level 1, which also sets up the present-day events. It's done by the Archie team of Ian Flynn and Evan Stanley, and [fun fact] is the only time that Sega let them put Lyric or Boom Shadow in any kind of comic medium.

The game plays out on a 2D plane with occasional dips into the foreground or background in short transitional sequences. It reminded me a little of Generations 3DS since it has a boost/dash button (unlimited use here, but doesn't damage enemies until you get an unlockable perk late on) and a mid-air homing attack. You also get the Enerbeam for grapple swinging and removing enemy shields, and each character has their own abilities and interactions. Tails can hover and throw bombs, Knuckles can burrow, Sticks throws her boomerang, and Sonic has a versatile air dash. As you encounter the characters and quickly build your team, you can swap between them on the fly which is needed to progress and find optional areas.

Although the format feels a lot more like traditional Sonic than RoL, this is similarly more slow-paced and exploratory than many of the series' 2D outings. I do think it strikes a good balance and flow, helped by quick on-the-spot respawns from pits as long as you have rings. The levels can be sprawling, and it's not always obvious which path leads onwards or to optional goodies, but it's usually possible to backtrack or loop to earlier portions. And you will need to do this, as completionist plays of levels become necessary. In a good use of the bottom screen, a scrollable map does help you get around and find goodies.

Saying this game only has eight (8) levels sounds absurd, but it's not the full story. The levels are huge, with full collectathon runs taking upwards of 15 minutes while the time trials often have a goal over 5 minutes. Each one also consists of two different environments that you bounce back and forth between using Enerbeam slingshots. These levels have a series of goals: time trials and ring collection give tokens to unlock character model dioramas, while collection of all blueprints (for unlocking passive perks, much more useful here than RoL's equivalent bonuses) and crystal shards give crests that unlock new levels. If you try to just breeze through you quickly encounter a hard roadblock that makes you go back and repeat levels for crests. I'm the type who enjoys doing and getting everything so it suited me, but it might not be to everyone's tastes that this is required.

Along with the eight main levels, there are race levels... kind of like the races in Generations 3DS. These use the same engine to have you beat another character through a fast-paced platforming level, and I found them fun to learn and improve. Another type of side level is the worm chase, an into-the-screen autorunning affair which Sanzaru would build on in their Tron Run/r game soon after this. These were less enjoyable for me and more demanding, although they're simpler to control. Rounding out the whole game is a Lyric battle—the only boss fight—which is not bad and incorporates platforming between phases. These other level types are a good way to flesh out the package and break up the action between the gigantic regular levels.

One of the strengths of the Sonic Boom show is its array of goofy side characters, and while RoL slotted a few in, there's a dearth here. Shadow at least has slightly more of an integral role in Shattered Crystal, but oddly Eggman has barely a cameo! However SC does stand head and shoulders over RoL in the script department as it actually remembers that Sonic Boom is a comedy series, and has lots of silly interactions between the characters before and after each level. The credited external writers weren't involved with the show but they seem to get it, and it makes this game feel more authentically part of the setting.

Speaking of the setting, the game looks lovely with varied environments and lots of detail in the backgrounds. The Donkey Kong Country-style world map helps give a sense of place and context to the levels, although it's far too zoomed in so you can't even see where the paths take you, which means a lot of trial and error to find levels. Trial and error on the map screen! What were they thinking!!

Shattered Crystal always got points for me by including a playable Sticks, but now that I've played it, it turns out it's a decent game as well. It feels more like a Sonic game than Rise of Lyric, but also shakes up the format a lot in ways that I like by encouraging exploration and interaction, even if it's relatively simple. I also think it does well specifically as part of the Sonic Boom series. I'm excited to see how Sanzaru builds on it with their second game!

[stelladess]

Was reminiscing a bit about all the decks ive used over the years in yugioh.

Of course in the earlier days I mostly played the game with my brothers or in Kaiba the revenge, so a lot of anime character inspired decks or more of a mix mash of whatever good cards we had.

First set I bought for myself was the zombie world structure deck, because I thought red-eyes was the coolest monster. And zombies have always been a deck type I have come back to every now and then, and does hold a special place in my heart because of the relevant that Red-Eyes Zombie Dragon has to me on a sentimental level.

I remember it was on a big outing to this shopping center with my whole family when me and one of my brothers saw one place was selling yugioh cards, he bought I believe the monarch structure deck and I bought Zombie World (but I do not remember which one he bought, timeline wise and such).

Seeing red-eyes zombie dragon on the cover is a weirdly vivid memory in my mind. I also remember it was the first time I ate different kinds of dried fruit was that day.

Later on when I was getting into playing it more seriously around the time of arc-v I had a few decks I got pretty attached to, DDD, odd-eyes... and the one I stuck with for the longest, Shaddolls.

Because Shaddolls can work in so many fun different variants splashed together with other archetypes and it makes them sort of timeless in a way. I fell of the game for a while after arc-v though and only got back into it with....

The abyss storyline! So Albaz and Ecclesia and stuff, the card storyline. This one I got really into because loving the artworks and the story they depicted, dragging me back into the game and causing me to pick up master duel. So naturally I used archetypes from that, Dogmatika and Tri-brigade were both great and I did play both for a while... but the one I got really attached to was despians, who also worked well with my beloved shaddolls.

I did so many variants of despian decks around this time, but my favorite came with the tearlaments release, doing a weird hybrid shaddoll/despian/tearlament deck which was so much fun to play. It was a tossup between that and despian/bystial with me swapping between them regularly. That was probably one of my favorite formats to play in to be honest (I could not do a proper tearlament hybrid irl because a lot of the needed cards were... pricy).

All in all if I was a yugioh anime character, or I were to make an OC for a roleplay or fanfic or something, id prolly have to pick either a red-eyes zombie dragon variant, the el-shaddolls or one of the albaz fusions for "boss monster".

Probably go for zombies since the other two are connected to card storylines, which is a thing I like with the game but something that can make it a bit awkward for being a specific character´s deck in some sense. Plus I think one could do some neat things with how it is a "corrupted" red-eyes for characterization purposes, not by going for the usual "evil" association of zombies but more in a... this character is someone who has had to claw their way up to where they are, suffering so many "scars" for it. And that reflecting in their scarred and wounded ace monster. A dragon that one can say has lost its majesty but it rises back up determined no matter how many times it is struck down.

Anyway I think Red-Eyes Zombie Dragon and it´s later variants are really cool cards.

[alliseearekingsandthieves]

Hi!!! I love it’s plain enough to see, but some of us are living in the past it's one of my all-time favourite fics! Your spoiling us with all these updates!

As for a question.... Hmmmm.... Do you have or plan to write any Dabi centric fics, I remember you saying that It's plain enough to see was originally going to be a Dabi centric fic. I'll probably end up reading all your fics anyway but that Sims fic caught my eye it sounds fun!

I hope you have a lovely day/night and wish you all the best in your writing!

Toodles!

Hi!

I'm glad you're enjoying it's plain enough to see but some of us are living in the past and all its wild and wacky updates! I've been kind of obsessed with it lately, which is why you're getting flooded with all those new chapters.

As for Dabi fics, yes! Dabi is difficult for me to write, but when I do write him, I love trying to explore his family dynamics and how they curse him a little. Upcoming fics to watch out for with a Dabi-centric narrative are:

You Sew Your Eyes Shut, Open Up, which is a fic I've cowritten with my fiancé about Dabi getting stuck in a worst of both worlds situation where by day, he's being hunted down by a hero who suspects him of being Touya Todoroki, and by night, he has to pretend to be the ghost of thirteen year old Touya trying to get his family and friends to move on. I've got cover art for this one and we have a bulleted outline of how it goes, but my fiancé works in healthcare and I'm a student, so our schedules are hell for writing together.

paper faces on parade (masquerade), which is about Rei and Dabi becoming friends as Dabi learns that his mother was a person before she married Endeavor—and kind of a cool one at that. It's told as a series of short encounters, something like a 5+1 format, and it started as a weird dream I had several years ago. It's likely the closest to being done out of all of these as all that's left is the climax and then the ending.

a fire in the back of my throat, which is a quirk swap about Touya Todoroki being born quirkless and Izuku Midoriya inheriting his father's quirk, and about what happens when the two cross paths during the training camp arc. This one is much more theoretical than the rest, but I'm hopeful it will actually go somewhere.

The Sims fic is also supposed to have a Dabi narrative to it, but I tripped over myself the last couple of chapters and have been trying to think myself out of a corner about it for the last... three years, yikes. If you wind up reading it, I hope you enjoy!

Thanks for asking! Have a wonderful day!