#thats not to say I'm not good in larger or groups of people

[glitzybunny]

why 3? is it cause :3 or maybe cause its the perfect amount of anything! 3 scoops, 3 ice cubes? TELL US!!

It is those reasons and more! Though my epiphany happened while I was eating and watching that random show I was binging the other day-

We love a food found family trio, legitimately crying, tears everywhere-

[starpros-sunshine]

What's with all the "Them and Us" stuff I mean. I thought the whole point of this acceptance stuff is realising that despite all the little differences everyone is still kind of similar in the way that they should be granted at least the basic but of respect everyone deserves? Call me naïve and childish but isn't the point of all this to Not have the clear distinction between people who are slightly different? Isn't the whole point to Not have a "Them" and an "Us"?

[enby-ralsei]

Hey, I just wanted to mention your phrasing of the transfem rand post was super fucking weird. Saying that rand's trans identity is entirely based off of being fucking miserable and contributing to shitty stereotypes by listing rand's addiction as a quality that makes them trans is insane. Please for the love of god rethink your perspective of trans women

ok I realize that my phrasing in that post is not great. I'll try and rephrase and give other thoughts to give it a larger context of what I meant.

- that post was made in a spur of the moment and I wasn't fully thinking about how trans women were specifically being represented, and I fully apologize for that. I got too excited and threw words onto the page quickly and without thought. I shouldn't have done this, especially for a group I am not a part of and faces discrimination from everyone. I should have given it more thought.

- There is much more to being trans than being miserable. my full thought process was that her realizing she is trans would not make all of her problems go away. Some of them would go away or become less intense, but it's not a cure for depression and grief. This is more of what I was saying in the last part. her issues would not be cured but she would be happier in general.

- lots of trans people have turned to drugs to find solace, especially when they are unable to come out. I know a good few people IRL and more online that drink or smoke to deal with it. it is less of a cause and more of a correlation from personal experiences.

- the way I made the bullet points made it seem like they were all reasons, and they weren't. as I said previously, throwing words onto the page without thought. it had random ideas as well as "reasons".

I apologize again for any undue stress and anger I have caused. if you would like to come to my DMs I'm more than willing to talk about it further. If you want to/already have block(ed) me, thats okay too, it looks very bad out of context and I made this community unsafe.

[trinitywc]

gosh, okay, just finished book 1, and I have to say- nuclear warfare as a narrative horror concept is so incredibly underused and something I wholly love about this work. the confusion and ominous clues being layed out (and for the people who know, *know*) about the process of radiation poisoning  with the latency period of the sickness acting as a calm before the storm (wherein the building blocks of your DNA are ripped to shreds and there's no alleviating the pain until it takes you) was just- GUH. And the way that this factor is coupled with starvation, and Pinefrost being one of the only ones able to go out and hunt even when it's not her strongest skill and having the lives of her group hang over her head alongside the quiet judgement of her former mentor... So absolutely gut wrenching to break away from the building tensions and calamity of the battle and the explosion- everyone just saving who they *can* with and without prejudice, then bonding with those individuals under extreme circumstances only to slowly watch each and every one of them wither away. horrifying. I love it in the best way possible. I want to rub my face in it like a cat on a carcas of some dead thing.

so much of book 1 is about the us vs them mentality between creek and wood clan as told through pinepaw-then pinefrost- and in so many ways the tensions narratively reminded me of the cold war and the lead up to the chernobyl nuclear crisis (not even to mention the allusions to the trinity test though, I'm not sure if it's intentional or if I'm just reading too much into it as a nuclear radiation buff).

Then Pinefrost slowly coming to her own conclusions about the clan differences after working through the culture clash in a setting where borders no longer exist, and her surviving group at large is working against a common overarching biological threat that is indiscriminate. I particularly enjoy how she comes to respect woolycloud and can appreciate wood clan's memorializing dead comrades in a way that creek clan doesn't. it seems like she was raised in a setting where- while there was love from her remaining parent- there was a sentiment of detachment from everyone (possibly stemming from the anticipation of loss?) as they grew older and were cultured in an environment of extreme animositiy towards wood clan marketed as nationalism. the sentiment by the mentors focus wasn't based upon training noble warriors but rather good soldiers, and you either adapt and survive, or like mallowshine and her kits, are left behind as a single sacrifice to save instead the larger idea of what creek clan represents as opposed to the ones who make it creek clan. It really contextualizes mallowshine's previous animosity in a different light.

that being said, totally unrelated, but I love cuckoopaw and houndpelt- houndpelt in particular im radio ga ga over. like he's just truly giving heartthrob dad played by pedro pascal rizz. but, y'know, a cat. bereaved single fathers rise up! i'm rooting for him!!

"the confusion and ominous clues being layed out (and for the people who know, *know*)" - theres something so fun about the people who know going into this vs those who don't. i love seeing different peoples reactions, those who know the silverbirds/lights at night are bombing runs, those who work it out, and those who don't know until the bomb literally drops.

"about the process of radiation poisoning  with the latency period of the sickness acting as a calm before the storm" nuclear radiation is HORRIFIC. I really wanted to get the 'grace period' of feeling better after the fire across so it was like a breather and 'okay we can deal with this' and then just no, here's your DNA melting. and of course, if you don't die immediately, its still within you, cancers and anemias down the line; but maybe thats spoiler territory. its a slow, creeping horror. nuclear radiation is always portrayed as creating monsters (godzilla, etc) or even heroes but the true horror is the reality of it.

"reminded me of the cold war and the lead up to the chernobyl nuclear crisis (not even to mention the allusions to the trinity test though" - trinity is absolutely a nod to the first test + how its three books + it just sounds cool. also for the Cold War well I studied politics lmao. it's technically not nationalism but like, tribalism or 'clan'ism (nationalism is about the creation of a nation in the political structures and... clans aren't nations but yeah semantics (read Waltz and Kohn), but I love Pinefrost having her world view challenged- is what she views to be the *truth* of CreekClan really true or is it just how she views it from the way she was brought up? someone like Chestnutspike believes CreekClan can change and be better, the 'Clan' itself is not the issue but the way it has been allowed to continue, Kiteheart views it only for war, Pinefrost feels constantly judged by it and sees it and WoodClan as systems that only guarantee a painful death. etc etc. I feel bad for Mallowshine to this day : /

"houndpelt in particular im radio ga ga over. like he's just truly giving heartthrob dad played by pedro pascal rizz. but, y'know, a cat. bereaved single fathers rise up! i'm rooting for him!!" this is contender for the most DERANGED Houndpelt comment, idk what you win but you win. im howling. i have an old piece of art of him in the drafts captioned as 'single father at 15' so im glad someone else gets his like, man reluctantly raising a younger child like it was his own, vibes. even if it was his choice, kinda, and hes like 22 but looks 44.

anyway, thank you so much!!!!! im so glad you enjoyed it, and thanks for such a lovely long ask!!!

[96percentdone]

I don't want to be overly harsh; a lot of what's in this post is just like. True, especially with regards to Fukawa, or having Monaka fake being disabled but. Some of the things positioned here as ableism just don't hold up at all.

Like, the claims about the language used to refer to Komaeda by his peers and his ostracization omits the critical information that HE KEEPS THREATENING ALL OF THEIR LIVES ON PURPOSE???? I'm not apologizing for fictional characters, but this omission recasts the way Komaeda is treated as if. he's just been minding his own business to be slapped with ableism front right and center, and that's not genuine criticism. A much better case for ableism with him could be made is by saying "the character with dementia keeps trying to get everyone killed playing into the idea that disabled people are more likely to commit acts of violence as opposed to being victimized by them." Why is THAT not the issue here? Why focus on how he's treated when that wasn't a narrative choice that existed in a vacuum? He's not a real person being discriminated against by real ableists, he's a fictional antagonist in a video game being reacted to in a way that reflects the ableism in the premise.

As for the Hoshi, he didn't commit suicide. There is evidence that indicates he struggled and Toujou is telling a very self-serving version of the story to justify her own actions. Also. Again. This post just wholly omits the part where Hoshi's depression is a result of guilt from KILLING PEOPLE. IM SURE THAT PLAYED A ROLE IN WHY THE GAME WAS WRITTEN WITH PEOPLE NOT REACHING OUT TO HIM. Now, like with Komaeda, they're not real people, they're constructs in the same way Hoshi is, but I think this is the problem with posts like these: the argument is devoid of context and reframes the source material as something its not to make a point that doesn't make sense when put IN context as part of a larger story with greater ideas and themes.

People ostracising and acting violent towards Komaeda demonstrably made things worse across the board, as he doubled down with no one to really stop him or intervene or help him. Things in SDR2 get as bad as they do because the group recreates the same dynamic of abuse and outcasting of their collective mistreatment that caused them to literally end the world. Is it bad to treat someone with dementia like they do? Yes. But that's part of the point, isn't it? That leaving people behind and those who fail away to struggle on their own is a bad thing? Isn't that why the survivors all choose to wait for each of their classmates, INCLUDING KOMAEDA, to wake up? Komaeda still had the disabled murder man ableist baggage, but the game's thesis is not one that encourages ableism.

Momota is also a multifaceted character, a guy with grand ideals of heroics stemming from his egocentric stubbornness. When he treats uses slurs and doesn't understand mental health, is that maybe a reflection of that flaw, one of a man who can't understand anything that isn't what he already wants to believe? Isn't that why he's dragged to shit during chapter 4 when Gonta is actually guilty unlike what he says, and throws a tantrum about it in chapter 5 until everything with Ouma forces him to realize his mistakes as he dies? He's still a valorized character, I would say the text goes too hard in framing Momota as good and likeable, which means when he talks about Hoshi like that people might not notice this behavior of his is part of his FLAWS, and thus the ableism is functionally unchecked both in framing and conversation, but thats a more nuanced critique, isn't it?

When Toujou kills Hoshi and tells everyone her story, and they just swallow it wholesale despite the physical evidence suggesting otherwise, what does that tell you about what everyone wants to believe, and the world at large? Toujou is revealed to have functionally been prime minister, and the questions at hand with her killing him are about whether the people meant to serve you should actually be trusted, and if someone SHOULD single-handedly have this much power and responsibility? Their belief in her story says something about that question, doesn't it? She gets called out for this too! The narrative still treats Hoshi in a bizarre way, much of the framework is people talking ABOUT him and around him as opposed to engaging with him, which creates a lopsided discussion about his mental health that inadvertently skews towards the ableist POV since they get most of the spotlight. This is the same problem Momota had. V3 gets in its own way because of its framing and construction, not bringing the ableism at play into explicit focus and instead using it punctuate something else. That's the critique worth making.

Posts like these are made with good intentions, but they fail to have the conversation they want to have because they dont engage with a work as a cohesive construct, but rather as just specific parts exised from the text to be placed in mundane reality. Stories do not exist in these atomized vacuums where someone can point to things that are technically ableist and that's it case closed! None of these characters are real people; they're vehicles to tell a larger story with greater ideas. Dangan Ronpa is an absurd video game series where teenagers kill other teenagers in death game as a vehicle to comment on much bigger ideas, like art, and politics, and especially the japanese school system, and it has problems, but none of them can be addressed like THIS.

after my post on the racism and colorism in Danganronpa, i wanted to discuss the ableism in DR, now in infograph form. i hope i covered everything properly here!

[kandadiff]

Larger Than Life: Spring

~

It wasn't quite nighttime yet when I met Robin in the backyard. The sun was starting to set and the sky was tinted in pinks and oranges. The air was warm and there was a slight breeze. Robin on one of the lounge chairs, the gray smoke from the cigarette curling up high in the air and disappearing into the pastel sky. He wasn't surprised when I met him, he pulled out his pack and offered me one. He lit it once I sat down on the lounge chair opposite him, taking off the long pink gloves of my outfit. We sat there in silence for a bit, listing to the soft conversations drifting in from the open windows. He held out his suit jacket to me but I shook my head. He laid on the lounge chair and waited for me to vent. Thats what I loved about Robin. He always waited for me - he never pushed me to talk - just whenever I was ready, so was he.

I looked away from the house and up the sky. "I'm just so sick and tired of people taking their insecurities on me." He looks over at me. "They're making me seem like I'm a crazy bitch but I've put up with so much fucking shit from that group and I kept quiet. I adressed it with them and yet- that respect I had for him - for Louis, the shit I let slide - doesn't matter anymore and that fucking bullshit. Like, I get Niall because he hates confrontation, Harry tries to take both sides and Zayn's practically with one foot out the door anyway but It's like as soon as I call out the red flags Liam and Louis did in fact do! I'm his worst fucking enemy."

"You're better without him." His response is simple and to the point. "You're better than him."

"I just-" A wave of sadness overwhelmed me and my voice caught in my throat. I felt tears sting my eyes and took a deep breath closing my eyes. "It's been a lot. Like, all the shit he says - it makes me think like can I even handle this?"

"What?"

"Maybe, my dad was right." I sigh looking back at the house. "I should just go home and go back to school and cheer you on instead."

"Hold on," He sits up and takes the cigarette from his mouth, putting it out on the nearby ashtray. "Look at me." I don't. "Look at me. Now!" I turn to him "Are you getting stupid?" I rolled my eyes at him but he stopped me from retorting. "Has being with that shithead made you an insecure pick me?"

"Pick me?"

"You got into a Japanese girl group as a foreigner, you got on that witch show on your own, you made a name for yourself. So he turned out to be a bitch," he shrugged "now you move on and do it fast. I'm not staying here without you." I smiled at him and he stood up. "Get up."

"No." I shook my head.

"Get up." He ordered again and I sighed standing up. He pulled me to him in a hug. It was tight and purposely irritating. I whined for him to stop but he ignored me. My back cracked as he tightened his arms around my back and I whined out, my face pressing uncomfortably into his chest. "Shut up, I'm hugging you."

"You're crushing me." I squeaked out.

"Yeah, remember that next time you have a stupid idea like leaving." He said squeezing harder than finally letting me go. "I can kill you."

"I'll kill you first." I laughed pushing him playfully away. We walked back in the house together.

~

Surprisingly, William did manage to have a few people play strip poker in the living room after dinner. Makayla did try to pull Tyler towards the movie room to watch a movie and maybe cook up some ideas on what to do with the talent show. But instead, she was sitting on the couch with Kat, watching Tyler drool over Cassie's chest as she lost a hand and took off her shirt.

She sighed standing up. "You wanna play, Makayla?" William asked but Makayla shook her head and headed upstairs. She thought of the night in the club and hated how she craved the drug. She sighed and went to go find Robin.

Part of her mind told her to just go to sleep and deal with it in the morning but the other half was cursing at the half telling her to sleep. Why couldn't she have a good time tonight too? Tyler was. She nodded and knocked on the bedroom door.

The door - half ajar before she even knocked - swung open. "Robin?" She called out to him, pouting when she didn't see him. "Robin? Are you in here? It's Makayla." Maybe she should just go to sleep.

"In here." Robin called from the bathroom and for a moment Makayla just looked at the door. "You can come in." She looked back at the bedroom door and her stomach flipped, would the cameras think she was hooking up with him? She nervously played with the sleeves of her long sleeve sweater. She just shook her head and walked in the bathroom.

Robin laid in a streaming bath, smoking a cigarette with a mirror covered with a mushrooms laid on an upturned mirror. Makayla blushed realizing Robin was naked and she turned to the door.

"Sorry" she mumbled. "I'll come back."

"You don't have too but," she heard a splashing in the water "Okay, you can look." she shyly turned back to him and she saw he now had a towel covering his private area. "Is this fine?" She couldn't help but laugh at the scene. He smiled at her and puffed out a ring of smoke. "What can I do for you?"

"Ummm I-" She sighed sitting on the toilet seat lid. She shrugged, "I don't know." She let out a small laugh.

"I don't have anything but these" he asked motioning to the mirror in front of him. She looked around nervously. "I won't charge you, it's free. Just sit here with me." After a few moments she smiled at him. He smiled at her sitting up and motioning her to come closer. He handed her one and she chewed the bitter plant. He laughed at her face and she found herself laughing as well. He offered her a hit of his cigarette but she shook her head laughing.

"I don't smoke." she said and they both laughed again.

It took about 10 minutes for the hallucinogens to kick in, they were pretty mild and the two spoke about whatever came to there mind until Robin said he had to get out of the tub.

Makayla nodded with a smile and made her way back into the main bedroom, giggling as she collapsed on the bed that looked like a giant bag of cotton candy. Her eyes wandered around the room that seemed to be glowing in neons of oranges and purples. She covered herself with a piece of the cotton candy, tasting it then spitting out the cotton that tasted like a blanket.

"Robin!" She shouted watching the boy come out of the bathroom wearing a pair of sweatpants and a thin tank top. "Lay next to me!" He did and she tossed the cotton candy on him. "Don't taste it, though." she whispered to him, leaning over him. He laughed and he turned on the TV for a bit she was engrossed in the episode of American Dad only when Robin put the blanket over her did she remember he was in the room. "This is all I wanted to do." She admitted looking down at where he lay. His green eyes locked on her. "I just wanted to watch a show and relax tonight. But Tyler-" she shakes her head as though trying to shake the thoughts from her head. "it just stressful being here."

"Something tells me you can handle it." He assured her. "People underestimate you because you have a good heart. But its not a weakness and don't act like it is." The sweet smile that Robin has barely seen from the tall girl in his almost three weeks in the house. He never saw it around Tyler either.

She bent over to hug him, feeling warm when he gently rubbed her back. "Thank you." she pulled back up, looking right into his green eyes and gently pressed a kiss to his lips. A million of thoughts flew through her head. Was she cheating? No. What would Tyler think? Who cares. Was this a mistake? She tried to push her feelings down and kiss him again but Robin gently put his hand on her shoulders holding her back. She froze and her eyes widened.

"I'm not going to take advantage of you." He shook his head and her cheeks tinted red with embarrassment. She mumbled an apology and quickly stood up. He grabbed her arm before she could leave. "Sleep here." he motioned to the nearby bed. "I don't want you alone tonight."

"Its Kay's bed." She said biting her cheek. "Won't she mind."

"You can sleep in my bed if you want. I'll sleep above the covers." He offered but full of embarrassment, she shook her head laying on my bed. Robin moved the covers over her.

"I want you to be happy, Mick." He said moving her hair from her face. "I think you need to cut out people that don't make you happy."

Feeling embarrassed and sleepy Makayla just mumbled. "Goodnight, Robin."

~ ~ ~ ~

Taehyung wasn’t sure exactly when his brain decided that being just friends with his new female friend was not enough. They had just met after all, but two days of drinking and laughing with each other must’ve been enough to rewire his system because watching her joke around with Austin and Jimin awoke the green eyed monster of envy.

Why was he so jealous? Did she like Jimin? Could she be interested in Austin? Did they like her? What if they asked her out before he could? What if she rejected him? His thoughts culminated the way he looked at the scene from the couch in the den. She wasn’t doing anything wrong- hell, she might not even feel the same things as he did. How could it even work anyway? They weren’t going to be in the house forever and while he was working in his English - her accent still threw him off and his did to her. Maybe he was just making excuses. He tried to tear his eyes from her and instead back down the the video on his phone trying to remember Namjoons words. ‘Don’t rush into anything. We have plenty of time here.’

That of course before the rules were established - what if he was sent home before he could even go on a date with her? What’s the worse that could happen anyway? They don’t like eachother in a romantic sense? So he made a friend, he likes her enough just to be friends if it had to be that way. And maybe they won’t feel anything when they kiss - he had that happen to him before. He thought he really liked a classmate in school and when they kissed - there was no connection. But he had to at least try with Katya.

He tried to sneak another peak at her, his blood boiling seeing Austin’s hand in her soft blonde hair. “Stay still - I’ll get it out.” He smiled at her and she nodded making a joke V couldn’t hear.

No he had to do something, what if he went home this week - what if she did? He clapped his hands on the arms of the sofa and stood up. “Katya.” He called after her, feeling a heavy flutter in his stomach when she turned. Her green eyes meeting his. He could feel himself getting nervous and silently cursed at himself - what happened to the confidence he just had?

What if she says no? His thoughts screamed at him. Or rejected him in front of Austin and Jimin. Oh, Jimin would never let him live it down.

“Want to go swimming?”

“Sure.” She nodded, his heart melting at her dimpled smile. “Let me just change.”

~

The sun had long since set when the two slipped into the warmed water of the pool. The air outside was still warm from the daytime and the sky now studded with twinkling stars above them. The two swam around, laughing as Katya challenged him to a race. “Let’s make this interesting.” Katya bragged while lining herself up at the base of the shallow end. “If I win, you have to do what I say.”

“And if I win?” V laughed, smiling as she positioned him in his starting position.

“Then I have to do what you say.” She said obviously “one, two, three.” The two took off. While Katya was not a new swimmer by any means she was not as fast as she claimed to be and Taehyung was consderiably infront of ther until he felt her arms in his shoulders and felt her weight in his back. He was laughing as he sunk deeper underwater. Butterflies fluttered in his stomach when he felt her hand grab his and drag him back up to the surface.

“Cheater.” He teased Wiping wiping the water from his eyes.

“No I’m not. Who told you to go so fast?” She teased back and upon opening his eyes he saw her hand on the rim of the pool. She won.

“You win.” He motioned to her hand. “So what can I do for you?”

She shrugged moving her wet hair from sticking on her face and casually threw her arms around Taehyungs neck and pressed her lips to his. Taehyung, instantly reciprocated pulling her closer to him, her chest pressed to his. His hands tangled in her hair, deepening the kiss. Neither of them pulled away until the lack of air forced them to part.

“Go - go on a date with me.” He said looking down at her lips then back at her.

“Sure.”

~

[quarthly]

Twilight characters as random animals that I think are oddly fitting

(Also yes, I am roasting the animals as well)

Edward: He would be a Cheetah. Now I know, seems like a cop out just because of his speed but hear me out. Cheetahs are, at face value, pretty cool. They used to be my favorite animal as a child, but then I grew up.

Cheetahs, through no fault of their own, are severely inbred. Now thats mainly because of poaching, but the cheetas anxiety also comes into play. In captivity, cheetahs are usually given emotional support dogs. I will admit it is cute but it negatively affects the population. Excluding one in the wild, cheetas can be to anxious to breed and thats not good for conservation efforts.

Cheetahs can hit up to 80 miles per hour in a couple of seconds. They are designed for fast running and agility. Their claws are similar to that of a dogs for better traction and they have elongated spines for longer strides. They have a thin build, long legs and a long tail for balance.

This has downsides though. Many times after making a kill, it will get stolen for them by larger predators. Thats right, they get absolutely bodied by the other animals. I should probably make these shorter but I'm on a rant now, so I guess this will be semi educational.

Throughout the series, we see Edward over estimated his abilities and value, constantly getting bodied by others. He's essentially a perfect mormon, though thats on S'meyers. He constantly judges others, dehumanizing them to their baser flaws, without doing any self reflecting. Him viewing himself as a monster doesn't really count to me. While he definitely hates himself, the only thing he is truly demonizing is being a vampire.

Bella: Picking up from Edwards, Bella is a Chocolate Labrador. Yes, she is his therapy dog. I feel like this is really fitting for her. I know Golden retriever would make more sense, as thats the most common breed for service animals. However, I kind of focused on her appearance. Only at first though! I just know that Edward raved about her human qualities and that would pass over as animals as well. Her chocolate eyes and brown fur, very average and boring. Thats essentially Bella. Even Edward wasn't into her until he got a wiff. Labradors a very loyal dogs and while they have more personality than Bella, I just couldn't shake it. Their also very stupid. Ok that's kind of mean, they're not stupid but when it comes to love, then yeah they are stupid.

I used to have a lab, loved him to death, but god he was something else. Very much danger prone, from their own stupidity or their lack of survival instincts. I know that labs are almost aquatic. They love water, swimming, all that jazz. We can just say that bella has a few screws loose in her dna and is just "not like other labs."

Rosalie: Now she was hard. There are quite a few animals that I think would fit for her. I'll list the other ones, but that one I went with is the Swan. Like Edward, seems a little on the nose, but I have my reasoning.

I was going to pick a predator for her, as she is shown to be very vengeful and viscous. I would have pick some type of cat, most likely a purebred, from a rich family. It could still work, but the swan just speaks to me on this one.

Swan's are known for being beautiful, graceful, and are pictured as the symbol of love. They are also very vain. Edward constantly brings up Rosalies vanity. She was constantly valued for her beauty as a human, so of course that crossed over in the transformation. She was raised to be married into wealth, she was used as a bargaining chip to increase the family's standing.

Rose has a very strong character and makes her opinions known. She's assertive and aggressive at times. She's not afraid to get dirty.

Swans mate for life and like geese, are known for being great parents. I was also going to choose geese as an option for the maternal instincts. I was wary at first because swans can be really aggressive. Like actually, you think geece are bad? Yikes bestie...

I was conflicted because swans are known for drowning dogs and sometimes people. However, I can actually see Rose drowning Bella. It's not that unbelievable lmao.

Emmett: Now this one is just ironic. I only associate him with bears. Its inevitable, but picking a Grizzly or Black bear is too obvious. So I went a slightly different route...

So I was going to pick the Sun bear just because of looks alone. Like, I'm not exaggerating, it looks like someone wearing a bear costume. I don't think it fits him but I know for a fact that he would dress up as a sun bear and sneak into a zoo to see if anyone would notice. I'll put a pic of it here

Like look at this thing. I have no words...

Anyway, what I picked was a Sloth Bear. Now Sloth bears are mostly nocturnal, which either way works consider vamps don't sleep. Their diet is also odd but honestly so is the cullens. They're native to the Indian subcontinent, and are known for being aggressive towards humans. Its said that for the most part they're pretty calm, so I think its just fear of humans that make them act aggressively. Honestly, that's a good thing because they are listed as vulnerable on the IUCN Red list.

They have some similarities with sloths, which is where they get the name. They have long claws and unusual teeth. They are known to hang upside down from tree branches, and is described as having a messy appearance. Honestly, Emmitt has a messy personality. Sorry bestie but you're a lot of work.

Now heres the biggest reason for choosing this bear. Aside from Baloo from the jungle book being a sloth bear, they are known to run fades with Tigers. Honestly, how fucking badass is that!? Now I don't think there are recorded instances of a Sloth bear killing a Tiger, but when push comes to shove, they can hold their own and I find that incredibly impressive.

Carlisle: This one was somehow the easiest as well as the toughest. I know Owl seems like the obvious choice, and I can see it. However, I believe Carlisle values emotional intelligence as much or if not more than academic intelligence. He is so charismatic and values other's above himself. He might not be as Saint like as Edward thinks, but he does try and I think he genuinely cares about others. For that reason alone, I choose a Elephant.

Elephant's are very social animals and are extremely intelligent. I could rave about them for ages, I love them so much.

Now elephants live in a familial unit and are usually matriarchal. Bulls usually are on the outer edges of the herd or form little groups with other males. Honestly, they're not that bad aside from when their in musk.

In the group of males, the elder ones will teach the younger where to get the best food, water, how to use things as tools, and every other thing that will increase their odds of survival. This is really cute to me tbh, they do this because the females usually choose the older males because they've proved that they are intelligent and strong, that they have survived and will continue to for awhile. Teaching the younger males these things are to make the odds of them getting chosen to mate more likely. The whole unit just reminds me of a father that has to deal with rowdy teens.

Carlisle likes to take in strays, he might not have a herd but he will make one and teach them to thrive. That's how he envisions it anyway. He just has a found family and is trying his best.

Esme: Now this might seem like an insult, but I promise it's not! This is in no way misogynistic. I love cattle and ever since I took animal science in highschool, I have appreciated these grass puppies like they deserve. Call me Castro because I love cows.

Yup! I chose a Cow for her. Specifically a beef cow. That might sound weird but its because beef cows have higher maternal instinct than dairy cows. I'm thinking Scottish Highland based on vibes alone.

They are nicknamed the Gentle Giants of Scotland. Super maternal and sweet and ugh look how cute they are!

Esme came from a abusive marriage and had just lost her child, she was depressed and desperate. Her changing was, in a way, salvation. She just fits in. She adopts all these strays along with him and will protect them to the death. She might be gentle by nature, but don't fuck with her family. She lost her first one and she isn't going to lose this one.

Alice: She's an odd one. There are so many possibilities and maybe I'm biased, but I feel like she would be a Crow.

Ok listen, I'm definitely biased but it just feels right. Crows get a bad rap, they are so cool! They are so intelligent and have the ability to actually sit and think about the past, prest, and future. I forget what its called, but this was only seem in humans! Maybe other apes, I can't remember exactly, but either way its awesome. They do live in groups, or murders, and remember people and faces. They remember locations and are able to pass down information through generations. They essentially have their own language! They are able to use tools too!

Alice's story is really sad. When we first meets her, it revolves around the death of her mother and her institutionalized. She was essentially tortured and forgot everything from her past. All she had was the future and even that wasn't constant. Crows a often viewed as omens, they are associated with death. I personally believe that instead of being the cause, they just know something is going to happen. They are very inquisitive and can be creative.

If you befriend a murder of crows, sometimes, depends or the group, they will bring gifts. Its can range from food to shiny metals and colorful plastic. Hell, I think I've seen a post of one stealing things from people just to gift it to their human.

Alice's love language is gifts. Even if they are focused around fashion, she still goes out of her way to get something that will look good and at least be a little comfortable. By that I mean she tends to forget peoples comfort zones, but she means well.

Jasper: Honestly not to sure what to put for him. I know a predator would be more fitting, but for some reason I can see a donkey working. I know, seems like I'm clowning on the confederate. Fair, but I'm serious about the donkey thing. Honestly, it would be perfect if it wasn't a herbivore. Porcupine would also work.

Being a predator would make more sense. Given his backstory and his characterization, it wouldn't make sense for him to be a prey animal. Usually I wouldn't count this, but given his gore filled past and trouble with the diet, it seemed fitting.

I see him as a Big Cat. Honestly, vamps in general just give cat vibes. Jasper though especially have some cat like qualities, which originates from hunting and being a soldier.

I specifically see him as a Mountain Lion. Aside from him being blonde, he just has the predatory stealth to him. In midnight sun, we see him use his gift to make the nomads overlook him. He's honestly really powerful.

Mountain lions are known for being stealthy with an air of grace and power to them. They are stong animals. And I mean strong. They can jump 40-45 feet.

They're very elusive and quite. They stalk their prey and tend to attack from behind but don't think they won't hold their ground if need be.

Jasper was changed during the Civil War and forced to fight in the Newborn wars. He was a soldier as a human and as a vampire. He's able to feel and manipulate others emotions. He's covered in scars and is very intimidating.

He still struggles with the diet and honestly I hate how the others handle it. Like they have no room to talk. I don't want to defend the confederate but it just pisses me off. He has to deal with his hunger on top of everyone else's. Like damn, besties always on edge! Everyone doubts him which I don't think helps any.

Also, Mountain lions and Cheetahs can purr!

@aquanova99 I'll do a Volturi one too. That one will be fun lmao

[eroticcannibal]

fsfsfsfs bro i am about to lose my shit over how many ppl ive witnessed recently who say something out of line, someone contests the shitty thing said, and then it just fuckin spirals out of control from there

my partner was in a group chat for fetish meet up stuff, and this chick was going off about these three peeps who had their own, private meet up, calling them selfish for not inviting anyone else, and my partner was like "thats...not selfish they were just doing their own thing?" and she just fucking. doubled down and started calling my partner selfish, making a bunch of petty personal attacks against his character, *livestreamed the argument to a larger fetish server* (which he had been a part of previously and then got kicked out of during pride month by a mod w a grudge against him who decided that he was being hateful and bigoted for... *checks notes* being a queer making jokes about the str8s), and just. overall being a really vile, trashy person to him for no good reason.

i also feel its worth nothing that the group that had their private meetup was a dude and two girls, and it was specifically the dude she was going off about being a selfish prick "he just wanted to fuck off and be alone with two girls" as her reasoning and like.....

me n my partners are all nb, but to ppl on the outside (or ppl that dont give a shit) we get read as two chicks and a dude, and when you combine this context, with her behavior, and with the fact that she made a jab about how "at least i [she the bitch] am in a stable relationship" really makes it feel like there was some polyphobia involved to her reaction.

and i'm just. really fucking blown away over how goddamn trashy and immature this is. from people i really would have expected better of, too.

Jesus *fuck* that's bad

Like I get it, it's hard to admit that you've fucked up, but I feel that if ur old enough to use social media then ur old enough to suck it up and not be a brat about it.

[is-that-another-soulmate-au]

Allow me to add Sokka's perspective of the fight okay?

The group besides Zuko had stayed on the Bison simply for safety reasons, because hey, if Zuko fails, they gotta make a quick escape. Sokka was leaning on the edge of the saddle watching the showdown take place, it didn't last long but watching Zuko easily avoid the fire blast and use it as cover was mesmerizing. The moment Zuko slipped between Ozai's legs and landed a kick sending the older and larger man flying to the side Sokka's heart flipped. Oh. He thought. Oh no.

The loud crack however did make him flinch. This man. This man right here, could easily kick his ass. And thats something he likes in people. But to top it all of, this man can do it without bending. And he's done it before, at that point he figured 'oh he just caught me off guard' but no. He's... strong. He must have been staring with an obvious expression because Katara elbowed him and gave him a glare "Sokka. No."

He turned to his sister with a flustered look "Katara, did you see him? The way he just, with the, and the. Katara I dont think I have a choice."

And of course he would be pining over the man who was trying to attack them and then suddenly flipped a coin and absolutely destroyed Ozai and ended the war. Of course he'd pine over a guy who's so clearly out of his league. Of course he'd pine for a good five years without saying anything.

But by the fifth year they all gathered in the dining room with Zuko, Iroh and Azula. They were celebrating Zuko's birthday. And everyone besides Aang, Toph, and Katara were drinking. Sokka, who has a history of not being able to handle any sort of substance (fckn cactus juice), was absolutely plastered.

Sitting at Zuko's right he leaned over and accidentally fell into the mans lap, not that Zuko minded. "Oh! Hello there pretty man!" Sokka exclaimed from the comfort of Zuko's lap.

"Uh, hello?" Zuko watched Sokka Carefully but placed his hand ontop of his head to play with his wolf tail.

Slurring his words Sokka made an observation "Yknow, you look very similar to this guy I know"

"Do I now?" Slightly amused Zuko raised his brow and smirked at Sokka.

"Yeah, he's super strong! And could absolutely destroy me if he wanted to! But he's sooooo pretty and his eys are like the best things ever, its like staring at a sunset, but it never goes away." Sokka made a swooning motion

"Does this guy have a name" Zuko pressed

"If I tell you, you have to promise not to tell anyone! Especially him!"

Zuko held in a laugh "alright, I promise" he glanced around at the others in the room who were all holding back any and all laughter so they could enjoy the spectacle.

"Its firelord Zuko" he whispered and fell into a small giggle fit "oh, its his birthday today! Thats why I'm here!"

"Well, I'm glad you're here, but I think its best you get to sleep"

"No! I still haven't finished my drink!"

"You've had plenty to drink, come on"

Azula was the first to break out into laughter when the door closed "oh my gods, oh agni, oh! How did he keep it together that whole time?" She cackled "he was wanting to confess first but then-" she held her stomach as she gave a full belly laugh

"Wow, Sokka really can't handle alcohol can he? He's either not gonna remember this or remember a variation of it that is completely different..."

And of course Zuko stays with Sokka that night, mainly because he was dragged down with him when he set Sokka on the bed and man is he a HEAVY sleeper. He did however manage to give him a cup of water before they fell into bed

In the morning Sokka woke up to find himself curled up to Zuko's side and Zuko staring at him. "Morning"

"Ugh, my head, what happened last night?"

"You got drunk, confessed to me while thinking I was just someone who looked like me, I got you some water and then was trapped in your absolutely steel grip so I just decided to stay here."

"I... confessed? About what?" Sokka asked while sitting up.

"What kind of confession do you think? You called me pretty man"

"Tui and La" Sokka groaned into his hands

"Dont worry, I was planning on confessing to you if I'm being honest, but you beat me to it, and you did it while drunk. Very elegant I must say"

"Oh shut up!" Sokka paused and turned to Zuko "wait did you say you were going to confess to me?" Zuko nodded "so its... a mutual thing?" Another nod.

"Now, drink some water, the staff brought in a pitcher about thirty minutes ago. It should help a bit"

"Wait, first, since its uh, mutual, are we...?" He trailed off and gave an expectant look

"Dating? If you'd like to be, sure"

"When did you get good with words?"

Zuko gave a shrug "Iroh's a good teacher"

>this got away from me, but I had to write this addition<

Zuko says fuck all of you, this war is stupid, your bending elitism is stupid, I'm gonna end your stupid existence with sheer spite and teenage angst

>If He Used His Strength<

"Maybe you'd like one to match!" Zuko snapped at Zhao

"Is that a challenge?" The irritating older man sounded all too cocky

"An Agni Kai, at sunset" he glared daggers at the man who just so happened to agree to the duel

Once Zuko used a move outside of his firebending the match was over quickly. He easily broke Zhao's root, kicking flames only at his feet until he fell back. He stood over him with a dark stare. He was tired of this. Tired of running around. Tired of chasing a twelve year old boy. Tired of tirelessly searching for the love of a terrible father. Tired of the war. He was done with it. And he had the power to end it. Not the fire power per say. But the ability to fight against and overpower multiple benders without ever lighting a spark himself

"DO IT!" Zhao spat at him

Zuko let out a loud growled shout and punched the ground right next to Zhao's head with a bright flame exploding from it. "This war is over. I beat you. And I'll beat him. I dont need fire to take you down."

"Wha-"

"So far your biggest enemies have been a twelve year old monk and a sixteen year old boy with trauma. So save your questions for your prison cell you cocky piece of trash" and with that he spit in his face and made a flip off of him and to Iroh. "Lets go"

"What do you plan to do prince Zuko?" Iroh asked in a confused tone

"Im going to end the war"

And with that they were off leaving Zhao to stand up and look down at the indent in the ground from where Zuko punched. A dent in the solid ground. "Send a warning to the firelord. He has company coming, and its not going to be petty" Zhao said as he came to the realization that if Zuko had actually landed that punch on his head he would have died on impact.

About two days later he was stopped in a small port town to grab some supplies and he ran into Aang who rightfully went into defense mode but he held up his hand "I'm only here to restock before I go fight my dad"

"What"

"Im done trying to please the bastard, he's terrible and this war is terrible, everyone in the firenation thinks fire is the best but it just sucks." Zuko shrugged "so I'm gonna go fight him and take the throne so I can end this stupid war"

"Oh... are you serious?"

"Of course I'm serious, who do you think burnt my face? Of course I wanna fight him" Zuko waved to Iroh who was coming up to the pair with a bag of rations

"Oh, hello Avatar, sorry to run into you again" he apologized with a bow "Zuko came to some realizations and-"

"He already told me, hey, if you want to fight the firelord and you're serious about it, I can go talk to my friends about it and we can give you a lift on Appa and you'll get their quicker"

"Alright, we'll be on the port until sunset, if you come before then to get me then I'll come with you, if not, I'm sailing there"

Meanwhile the gaang were camped out when Aang came running in with what seemed to be confused excitement "guys, Zuko's gonna end the war"

Katara and Sokka looked up from the map that Sokka was holding "what thats insane, We're going to end the war, that's why you're training. Besides Zuko is our enemy and part of the firenation. Why would he end the war? And how would he even?"

"Okay, maybe I should have been more clear. Zuko is fed up with the war, and he's on his way to fist fight dad and end the war"

"Okay.. this... this I gotta see, we should find him and give him a lift."

"Funny you say that, he's in town and I offered him a ride"

After Aang went to go get Zuko and Iroh they made a walk towards the camp where the group started asking him questions to be certain he wasn't just trying to trick them and also to figure out how in the hell he hopes to do this.

"So. You want to go... fist fight your dad?"

"Uh, well, that's not exactly how I'd word it"

"Why not use your fire bending?"

Zuko let out a long sigh "alright, let me give you guys a run down on the fire nation okay? First of all, firebending is seen as the only form of actual power. Any non benders or late benders are seen as weaker and often times are. But they hold bending on such a high pedestal that most benders never take the time to master anything else. They don't practice any other form of fighting, let alone any other sort of strength training.

"I was a late bender so my bending is weaker than most. But I've taken the time to train with swords and multiple different fighting styles. I can easily break a solid steel chain with my foot in a shoe and I can break solid wood with my bare feet." He took a second to look around at the group "while I havent attempted it, I could probably crush someone's skull as well if we're taking into account of the two other things I know for a fact that I can break"

The group looked at eachother with terrified expressions "Zuko holy shit, you could have killed me at the south pole"

"Yeah, but I have control over the amount of force in each kick, and I wasnt trying to kill you... you were just in my way"

"Alright, well, I'm convinced, lets go"

And with that they were off, Zuko agreeing to have the group help him if he needed it. Iroh decided to teach Zuko how to redirect lightning on their journey incase he needed it.. When they landed Ozai was already outside prepared, having gotten the letter a day before and hearing that the bison had been spotted.

Jumping off of Appa Zuko and Ozai stared eachother down "Zuko"

"Father," Zuko narrowed his eyes "I challenge you to an Agni Kai. But. By your honor and mine. You and I are only able to use fire once during the battle. If you can defeat me with only one fire attack, then you can keep up with your stupid war. But. If I defeat you with the same limits then I take the throne" motioning his hand forward he continued "do we have a deal"

Ozai gave him a cold glare "you truly are pathetic," glancing at the avatar on the bison he gave in "deal"

The fight didn't last long, Ozai had already used fire within the first few seconds and Zuko took the low ground beneath it as a means of attacking. Running low and sliding between the older man's legs only to come up behind him and land a quick kick against his side. Sending him to the ground where Zuko took his advantage point to lift his leg up and slam it down directly on the man's chest.

A loud crack could be heard throughout the courtyard. A few broken ribs and probably some fatal internal bleeding kept Ozai on the ground. Zuko turned to the firenation officials who came to witness the fight. "This war is over. Go cry a river if you oppose its end."

"That was a cheat!" Someone in the crowd shouted

"How so?" He mocked back "it was a duel, I used only what I have and no extra weapons, I set a single extra rule and followed it to the extreme." Tilting his head he gave an irritated grin "would you like to fight against me with the same rules? I'm more than happy to give another show if you'd like"

The crowd had no other objections after that. Funny how that happened. Azula came bounding out into the courtyard, probably ready to see Zuko down but was instead met by the scene of Zuko standing over Ozai victorious.

"You- actually won?"

"I didnt use fire Azula, wanna try your hand?" He made a move to get into a fighting stance but instead was met by her running up to him with her arms open for a... hug? He didnt hug back for a moment, confused, but heard a few muffled apologies and returned the hug.

"So, you're gonna be firelord huh?" She asked as they separated, he nodded "And you're ending the war?"

"Exactly"

"Lame" she groaned out

"Everything I do is lame to you isn't it?"

"Not everything, but most things"

And with that Zuko ended the war, got himself and his sister some much needed therapy, Aang left to train around the world while it was healing from the war, only coming back to the firenation to train under Iroh and Zuko. Sokka managed to go to master Piando with Zuko's recommendation(though Sokka didn't know he'd been recommended). Katara managed to dismantle the sexism in the north pole after training with the swamp benders and whooping Pakku's ass.

Ozai is fckn dead, rest in fckn hell dude.

[whimsically-ominously-auspice]

If you don't agree, don't go

You can go to the state website and petition the state remove statues and do a shit ton of other things

I have said I don't agree with the removal of statues

One for the unknown true history

Secondly it's extremely dangerous

Statues are not designed to be removed, they're very heavy and made to withstand natural disasters and more.

People get wild and it's usually a lot of chaos and rarely fully organized

People use trucks to wreck into statues to destabilize them or to wrap the chains around to pull them down

The statues themselves become projectiles which csn then harm, maim, destroy and kill others.

A statue falling down will break, sending pieces of it flying and into the bodies of bystanders.

The guy with the skateboard in the video was attacking the guy with the gun to stop him from shooting and of course he was shot.

A better method would been asking him to remove the weapon and place it in his car. That was not shown on the video.

That doesnt mean that he deserved to be shot.

Guns have no place at places like these. In what brain frequency do you use that you would consider carrying a live fire arm to a rally by hand?

I see his outfit wasn't prepped for wearing a belt and so on but he could wore a shoulder harness to keep it holster

I also saw he had a small snub nose spinner barrel which to load takes a significant amount of time as opposed to inserting a magazine clip for s gun such as a glock or other type.

I prefer people have a loaded clip seperate from their gun if they will carry because it's safer for everyone and does require thinking twice,before shooting.

It literally takes seconds. Civilians are not trained to recognize life and death situations.

I'm,not saying that those that are trained know how to handle,but I'm saying it's,safer for,everyone to think twice before shooting

If it is a serious situation requiring shooting it does allow,that valuable time to set your eyes on the suspect while loading, most successful gun handlers can load while not looking.so to load while eyeing and locating target should allow calmness to overcome and allow a better shot

If i was a gun toter i would prefer to have my gun with me, of course. But brain use is important.

Obviously I'm not going to have it out.

Unless I'm going to use it.

If I have it, I wouldn't have it where it would be easily taken. Like just in my hand or on my back in a harness. I would have it protected so that I would have it available so that I could use it to protect me

So this guy should had been, disarmed as it would easily been able to since he was just holding it like a moron.

I'm not going to judge the individual actions.

Obviously this situation did not go well.

And obviously some things could gone different

Had Mr Skate board tried to disarm him before he moved, hit him in the gun to get it -- he could have shot someone in the crowd.

What he did was cause the moron with the gun to flee.

Did he know if he had a big van with a bazooka? No. Not if he wasn't CIA or a civilian paying close attention to intuition. But he did So he did go and attack him again.

Unfortunately then the moron decided to discharge his weapon 4 times. It is said.

And the person protecting the crowd with his green skateboard was shot.

There was a small crowd and luckily it was a round barrel which does only hold about 5 shots.

Thus making it a safer type of weapon as opposed to a clip which holds 8 or more.

The smaller crowd was in,extreme danger but the small crowd vs the large crowd is the #1 is the small crowd was following or was aware that he had a gun.

The larger crowd looking at the statue and their,friends and etc were not aware of the danger.

It doesn't mean the smaller group deserved to be shot -- it means they were aware so they were in active flight or fight.

So they were in their choice mode and in their civil liberties mode using their anger or fear wisely as possible.

So to engage the moron while he was in active flight or fight was fine but again at that situation, verbal discussion could have been used to prevent the shooting.

Like I said I'm not going to judge. He could been shot direct in the gut and killed instantly or the guy may been going to get larger automatic weapons with more ammunition.

And I am informed he was actually going to get more ammunition and weapons

I still feel that a de-escalation process could have been used to protect the Mr Skateboard.

At the same time no one else was harmed but him and the situation was resolved safely in all other ways.

So I can't judge as hindsight is 2020 and I was not there and obviously from what I was told a mass shooting was prevented

I don't like,heroes being shot at and being shot.

Because I can see an alternative doesn't mean that his actions,were any less Good.

I only look for an alternative because he, as the Hero was shot.

However it was very controlled and only he was shot.

Thus psychologically, Mr Skateboard had distracted the moron from his,task at,mass shooting enough to stop,him from doing so.

He blew,through almost,all,his rounds and,he knew,he would,need,his last round, or two in order to protect himself

Thus,he could,not shoot randomly into,the crowd

Then apparently he was held under citizens arrest until the cops came. Which could had caused another victim but it was successful. From news reports lacking information of another victim

So overall it was successful.

As I said I prefer my people not be shot. But they do wear bullet proof materials which is why they are fully covered head to toe just like Mr Skateboard was.

If he was carrying an automatic weapon with more ammunition then protocol is different than what did occur.

But a 5 to 6 bullet gun and with his clothing it could be seen what more he was likely holding... Its more important to instigate flight mode as opposed to killing instantly in the crowd of people.

Same with knives and so on

Removal is primary. Thus it cuts down on visibility and the PTSD and other sickness the crowd can suddenly be subdued to.

Most people whom want to mass shoot need secrecy. They need to not be identified and seen. So we identify and we notify they're seen. Hopefully flight occurs and not shooting.

So this was perfect as that is What occurred.

Mr Skateboard was the primary y'all saw.

But there were at least 10 more swarming to stand between the shooter and the crowd so they could be shot and not random people in the crowd. Those were unseen Heroes.

Not to only stand there and be shot But to disarm and deesclatate to protect everyone else.

My people are not actually taught to speak to destabilize or deesclatate. They have their research. They knew who he was and what was in his cargo van. They knew he must be removed from the streets.

To verbiage with him would to "befriend" him and not usually cause enough for arrest. It would be considered FBI work and not CIA work.

What i would said was "you need to put your gun in your pocket. People will kill you for having it out. There's a guy right over there on the other side in a pink shirt ready to kill anyone that looks like you. Hurry put it away"

Then i would killed him myself when he went back to his cargo van, where there was no to few witnesses. I probably would made up the color but i know at least 4 people would been staring at us hard so when he looked up he would been immediately intimidated. And the more he looked for the pink shirt that didn't exist the more hate he would see being stared back at him and he would stay less time.

And so thats why we don't teach or promote verbalige. It involves the heart. It means putting down a guard to where your own heart is exposed and you must in that moment truly care about that person.

Sure acting is applicable. But over time acting warps the mind and i dont want anyone to get mentally warped by my jobs. Action needs to be done and that action is disturbing enough, its the most mentally disturbing even for the most hardened minds.

So adding in words to twist shit. It isn't worth it to me.

But in this particular case i can see where word games would worked.

Now. The point in this case where it's different so its good... That our man was shot... Although not good.

Its public. The man was arrested. He happened to have previously ran for counsel for the state. He was a political candidate.

This is the year of the big Votes! (Rockthevote.org - register. Voting is this November!)

And so now everyone can see how critical their votes are this November.

Had we done it the way i know would prevented my working Hero to be injured -- no one would known. It would never been in the news. It would been a total secret CIA mission i may have off handed mentioned later one time to answer why he was missing. Because last time,he was seen was here with a cargo van full of weapons including a bazooka and.... You fill in the rest. Yeah.

So for political reasons and the election coming and intuitive and Great Tree advice it's very critical that it did occur this way -- for the public.

So what happened is that our Heroes leveled up. It was not that small Group of people in New Mexico it protected. But potieniently the whole entire world. All of our Heroes, Not just Mr Skateboard. By default he gets extra love and attention. And hey he deserves it. He fell and was shot. I know he's bruised and hurt. So he deserves that extra love and praise and all. But no one deserves any less. They all deserve all we got.

So it's very important to remember that bad people will volunteer or try to be in the government and do extra jobs in order to filter in their evil deeds.

People could say that i do it. And that is fine to see the process that looks like it. Because i do plan to insert what i want into the world. I do, 100%

And if you think paradise at an affordable price for all is evil then so be it.

So once again i thank my team and wish them all healthy well and safe. And extra healings to Mr Skateboard.

Now as far as my group being at a place I don't agree with the events taking place.

It doesn't matter. There are people just there whom are curious. And innocent.

They need protecting.

My people research areas people will be and they go where people will be.

People with people. That's all.

I hope you understand that.

My people will protect the idiot pulling the chain to destroy the statue from a random person as well as a mom and her children just experiencing history in,the making.

My people will not protect the idiot from himself nor the cops. If the,statue falls and he gets hurt and if no one else helps -- they must wait to allow others to assist, If no one else will then my team can render first aid if it is absolutely necessary unless it's time of death then they may go first to accelerate that.

But if it's a truly innocent idiot then they will help the person and tend the wounds until medic arrives.

If the cops intervene and want to arrest the idiot my people will stand back. Otherwise if it were me, they would intervene.

Like if I went and just got tired of watching them struggle and went over and said this is how you do it -- which my team also will do if the statue is in the progress and there is partial success and there's a danger, they may take over to help the statue falling with less damage and much safer for people around.

But an organiser that is doing it with ignorant destruction is not protected.

The organiser attracts all kinds of people. Innocent. People watching history. And evil..

So my good go to protect all. From mass casualties.

Then as each individual evil is extracted from the mass crowd they treat them as they individually deserve.

The group is protected as though they're all angels. As demons show themselves or people point them out then they're looked into the eyes and their karma is given.

That is their job.

So as I said it's difficult enough

To add engagement and to use the heart as opposed to physical force then can damage my CIA members.

They are CIA. CIA Is action orientated

FBI is verbal, talk.

Police are both as well as military

They investigate then act.

CIA gets the investigation research and has it from all sources in the entire world then act based on that research.

So the CIA is elite and different than any other organizations in the world.

FBI takes years. CIA takes 2 months at most to verify and then acts.

With the new SMS they can react with seconds.

They are exclusive.

And I appreciate them with my entire heart and I designed their jobs just like above, word for word.

So if you hate what they do then you hate a lot of me and you hate the world and you hate what,they are forced to do because the world has become so dangerous

I will protect them with my life. Because it is my life experiences and my love that determines how they act. What they do.

So I understand. I understand conflicting emotions

But what they do will not change.