#this was supposed to just be an ocean edit but i can't help myself so blackrose it is

[iridescentis]

got bored and decided to try editing a lil differently so here we are!! don't know how i feel about it but always love blackrose angst so here ya go :D

[hellhound5925]

Cyare Verd *Beloved Warrior* Bad Batch Edition

Previous Chapter

Pabu Pt. 2

After dinner, Omega and Lyana head down to her boat to watch the sunset. Wrecker I'm pretty sure is in a food coma, at his place at the table. Tech types away on his datapad and Phee watches. I get up and head over to the edge and look down at the village below. Out at one of the docks a boat - probably Omega and Lyana - is going out to the ocean. Crossing my arms over my chest I take a deep breath savoring the view. I can honestly say I've never seen anything like this...Mandalore certainly did not have oceans like this... I instinctively grab my necklace. A familiar scent is carried on the breeze past me and I can feel the warmth radiating of his body behind me. I take another deep breath, basking in his scent - He lets out a soft chuckle behind me. "You know I don't need genetically modified senses to know it's you, Hunter." Two arms wrap around my center and we stand there like that silently, looking out into the horizon.

Phee jumps up from the table to join us "It's almost time." I hear Tech stop typing on his datapad "For what?" He asks. "See for yourself." He joins her over at the edge near Hunter and I, and looks around "I am not seeing anything." "Just wait. It'll be worth it." The sun had set enough that now it is almost dark. Suddenly the lights come on throughout the entire village - it’s like the stars fell from space and litter surface of this planet. I pull away from Hunter to look further down over the edge. "Pretty spectacular, right?" I'm completely speechless. "I suppose that is one way to quantify it" Tech tells her. I glance over at them and smirk to myself - I know Phee has a thing for him but I'd almost bet Tech has no idea. Glancing back, Hunter is looking at me. Not the scenery, me. I reach a hand back which he takes and pull him to the edge to look over. He looks over my shoulder and whispers "Ge sa mesh'la sa gar" his voice deep and husky. Almost as beautiful as you. Leaning into him I shut my eyes and for a moment. "You know—" he starts and I turn to face him, sitting on the edge of the stone wall. "—even though working for Cid has not been all that great...If it weren't for that...I never would have met you." Heat creeps up my face and I can't help but smile. "Hunter you guys have given me a new purpose...you have given me a new purpose...and I don't know if I can ever repay you for that." There's a spark of something behind his eyes that looks hungry. Hungry for me.

Shep speaks up, "I supposed we should show our new guests to where they will be staying!" Hunter doesn't takes his eyes off me as I hop off the wall and head over toward Wrecker and Shep, "That sounds good to me." "Alrighty then! Right this way!" The four of us follow Shep down a walk way - still on the upper level. He stops in front of an outdoor covered common area that is shared by 5 little huts. The four of us are unsure of what to do in this moment and we all stand there. Shep gestures to the huts "One for each of you. I figured this made the most sense after you spent all your time on a ship together." Wrecker is the first one to move "We each get one to ourself?" "Of course!" Shep says like it's so obvious. Wrecker heads inside the one on the far left. Hunter turns to Shep and shakes his hand "Thank you Shep. This is very generous." "It's no problem at all! I'm just glad we could help! I'll leave you guys to settle in." With that the heads back to his home. Tech heads into the hut next to Wrecker's, Hunter and I both just stand there. "I can share with Omega when Echo comes back. He will need somewhere to stay too." He doesn't argue and I figure it's probably because for once he can get away from all the noise. Wrecker and Tech come back out. "You guys have to see the inside! We even get our own bathroom!" "No offense Wrecker, but I am happy to not have to share with you for once." I can't help but snort a laugh at Tech's comment. Hunter just shakes his head. "I'm going to grab my things from the Marauder, anyone else need anything?" I ask, looking between each of the guys. Tech types on his datapad "I'll be up in a few. There is a couple things I would like to do first." I nod and head out "I'll come with you." Hunter offers and I nod my thanks.

We head up to the Marauder and collect our things - including Omegas - before heading back down. We pass Tech and Wrecker on their way up. When we get back to our colony of huts, I stop in the center. "What is it?" Hunter asks, confusion plastered on his face. "I think we should put Omega between us, just in case..." he quirks a brow at me. Now I'm confused, "What?" I ask him. "Now who's being paranoid" he teases. "Hunter...I'm not being paranoid. It's being practical" I put my hands on my hips, sassing him. He smirks and sighs "Fine." He puts her belongings in her hut before heading to his. He hesitates by the door before setting his things down and making his way over to me with determination on his face. I stop before entering my hut wondering what he's doing. Without a word he grabs my face and kisses me, dropping my things I wrap my arms around his shoulders and run my fingers through his hair. "Ugh can you do that somewhere else?" Wrecker complains. I break the kiss but Hunter doesn't let me go, he gives his vod (brother) a look. Tech with out looking up from his datapad or missing a beat says "you might want to get used to it Wrecker" before heading in his hut. I chuckle and Hunter turns his attention back to me - looking me in the eyes - "I'm going to wait for Omega." "Goodnight Hunter" I say before hissing his cheek. "Goodnight Mesh'la (Beautiful)" He grins like a little boy and I head inside.

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I had planned to sleep, I really did...it was almost like it was too quiet though. Getting up, I decide to give my armor a good once over and clean my weapons. All of that only takes me a few hours and I try to lay back down. The silence is defending...I guess after sleeping on the Marauder, being in Cid's bar, or being under fire all the time is taking it's toll. Sighing I get up and decide I might go for a walk. Grabbing my jacket and throwing it on, I fling my door open and am met with Hunter's back as he walks away "Hunter?" He spins around "Sorry I didn't want to bother you. I wasn't sure if you were sleeping." "I'm not, what's up?" I exit my hut, closing the door behind me. He doesn't say anything for a moment but just stares at me, heading over and sitting on the couch I pat the spot next to me. He comes over and sits down, under the moonlight he looks exhausted. "What's the matter?" I try asking again. He sighs "It's too quiet...when it's too quiet my other senses seem to work harder and with all the new smells and movements...I can't sleep..." he looks down at his hands. Leaning over I put a hand on his cheek and turn his face so he's looking at me. "Then focus on me..." He closes his eyes, leaning into my touch, and inhales deeply. After a moment his eye brow twitches which tells me it's not working. I throw my legs over his lap and lay down. He looks over at me and quirks a brow. Reaching for his arm, I pull him so he gets the hint "come here." He lays his head on my chest with his ear over my heart. Wrapping my arms around him, I start to play with his hair like we've done this a thousand times. He hums in satisfaction, "If I knew you were going to do this, I would have knocked sooner." I let out a soft chuckle and roll my eyes. "Lyana and Omega are going back out on the boat in the morning" he continues. Pressing my lips to his head I breathe in his scent. "I'm glad she's making friends. She should be a kid for once." He hums his agreement. "You know I was thinking, about what Phee said about preserving cultures for these people who lost everything....Omega....she wants to know so much about Mandalore....I want to teach her....I mean you’re Jango's clones....Mandalorian blood....If you're okay with that?" "I mean if that's what she wants, yeah. You don't have to ask me, she's her own person." "I know but...she looks up to you and I wouldn't do it if it wasn't something you weren't okay with." He picks his head up and looks me in the eye "I want Omega to have the choice to be a kid and do what she wants without fighting for her life." Smiling, I nod in agreement. He looks over at the patch on the bicep of my jacket - which is...no...was...his bandana - and runs his thumb over it. "Not gunna lie, when she did that I thought you were going to be pissed." He chuckles "Actually I thought it was fitting." "Like in a marking your territory kind of way?" I tease. "It worked didn't it?" I smack his arm gently. He laughs and lays his head back down on my chest.

We talk and laugh for a while, and I can tell he is relaxing more. Not too much longer after that, he grows quiet and his breathing becomes slow and shallow - he must be asleep. I lay there awake for a little while longer, listening to the birds, waves, and the moon-yos chattering. I feel bad for him...having heightened senses definitely has it's perks...but, I can't imagine feeling what I do ten fold....or having my other senses working overtime...he takes care of all of us all the time...his turn to be cared for...it's the least I can do after all he's given me...

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"Were they out here all night?" Omega asks. "How should I know?" Wrecker responds. Tech sighs "If you guys talk any louder, you are going to wake them up." My eyes flicker open and Hunter grunts "too late." He sits up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and I pull my legs off his lap. "Were you guys out here all night?" Omega eyes us curiously. I sit up and sigh, "Not all night....just about half of it...." "Oh...Lyana and Shep brought some fruit. Want some?" She continues. I shake my head "I gotta wake up first, I'll be back." Glancing over at Hunter, I notice he doesn't look as exhausted as he did last night. I smile at him, place a kiss on his cheek, and head to my hut for a shower. After, I take sometime to mess around with my armor so I don't have to wear such heavy layers. Forgoing my flight suit, I secure my armor pieces to my black pants, shirt, and my jacket - careful not to cover the patch. Mhm not bad.....if I didn't want to wear my full kit this definitely works...

When I come out, Omega is gone, Tech is typing on his datapad with Phee looking over his shoulder, Wrecker is eating - shocker - and Hunter is talking to Shep. He gives me a once over with his eyes - must be he likes what he sees. He whips around suddenly and looks over the edge. I head over to him, "Hunter, what is it?" "Something's coming." Is all he says, my heart beings to race in anticipation. The animals down below seem to be running in different directions in preparation. The whole island begins to rumble and shake. As quickly as it came on, it stops. "What was that?" I whip around asking Shep. "Uh, small tremor. It's nothing to worry about. Part of island life" he doesn't seem concerned but Hunter is stiffer than durasteel which makes me concerned. Hunter opens the comm "Omega, come in. Are you two okay?" "We're fine. We're headed back to shore now." "I don't think it's over yet" just as Hunter finishes the rubbling starts again. Citizens down below start to panic and run. Belongings are clattering. We crouch along the rock wall along the edge of the walk way until it stops. "That was not a small tremor" He almost scolds Shep. Tech shakes his head, "No, it was not. Hunter, I believe this island is at risk for a significant sea surge." My stomach drops at the thought of Omega still down below. "How much risk?" "Highly probable to imminent." Shep looks confused "We haven't had a sea surge in more than three decades. If we were at risk, the early warning system would've activated."

As if on cue the alarm starts blaring. "I don't like the sound of that" Wrecker complains. Another tremor starts. Shep hands Tech a pair of binoculars, "The water has already begun receding. We must evacuate all of Lower Pabu" he informs us. I stand up and grabbing on to the edge, look down trying to calculate my next move - the wall is slanted from here...it's quite a drop but I could slide down...thank Maker I decided to put some of my armor on... "What are you thinking?" Hunter asks seeing me look over. "Lyana and Omega, they're—" before Hunter gets his answer or Shep can even finish I throw myself over the edge and slide down the stone. As I reach the bottom, I push off the stone and land on the roof top of one of the buildings. From there, I run across them until I reach the edge of the village. Racing out to the waters edge - it's receding so fast - I can almost run out to where they are. The comms on my vambrace go off "Hunter...Raven, we're in trouble...There's a giant wave coming, and we're too far out. What do we do?" She sounds really scared. "Keep you locator on, and head towards the shore" he tells her. "I'm on my way Omega, I'll meet you. Hunter, get to the Marauder and get down here!" "Already on it."

When I catch up with Omega and Lyana - we’re quite a ways out from shore. "That wave is moving quick! Come on!" I yell and both girls race a head of me. Lyanna trips and I grab her by her shirt to get her back on balance. My comm chimes again "Omega, Raven, I've reached the ship. Hold tight!" Lyana looks back "The water's moving too fast!" "Don't stop running whatever you do!" I tell her. "Up there!" The Marauder comes into view. "I see you, grab the line." Both girls jump up onto the line. I aim my right vambrace at the ramp, shooting my rappelling line. Waiting until I see both girls making their way up, and I jump and grab it "We're on go!" Hunter flys us back over to the top of the island. All we can do is watch the water engulf the lower village before returning back to the ocean…

The four of us head down the ramp, my legs are ready to give out from sprinting all that way. Me and the girls make our way over to the tree and plop down underneath it in silence. Omega curls up next to me with her head in my lap. I gently run a hand through her hair and notice shes shivering - from fear or exhaustion Maker knows. Hunter watches with a solemn expression. Shep waves him and the others over. I watch and they seem to be deep in conversation. Lyana is shaking out of the corner of my eye and I wave her over, she too curls up and rests her head in my lap with Omega's. Hunter and Shep glance over at us and a warm smile creeps across their faces. Shep whispers something to Hunter with a mischievous look - Maker this is where I wish I had enhance senses...what did he say? I give Hunter a quizzical look and he just smirks.

Next Chapter

[mocacheezy]

Things that made watching Transformers (2007) easier and even enjoyable:

[note: B'verse gets the treatment that it gets by fandom for good reasons. There are tons of posts that dissect the bullshit of these movies far better than my second-language-english-non-american self could ever tackle, so I am not doing that, or plan on doing that. But if I decide that I'll get through every continuity of the franchise I will find a way to make it fun for myself. And so, this is my search for golden nuggets in these movies, because they did bring in new fans to the franchise and that's why we have other continuities that we might not have otherwise. Credit where it's due, and some positivity for those that did find B'verse at least amusing if nothing else. ]

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Frenzy

Anytime Frenzy was on screen made me smile because his movements and personality were hilarious, he is just so expressive despite looking like someone super glued a bunch of knifes together. I wouldn't know it was Frenzy if I didn't go to the Wiki, but no matter that, he was funny and that's what matters.

The original Cybertronian robot modes

We don't see them for long, but the glimpses were glorious. Just look at Optimus

Gorgeous. What I wouldn't give to see the details up close. Maybe I'll go looking eventually, but this is just so nice.

We also get a "sexily rises from the pool" scene with Ironhide (probably unintentional and I am biased due to being a robofucker. In any case, very very nice and Cybertronians look so good as aliens)

"Excuse me, are you the Tooth Fairy?"

You see this kid?

This little girl was the only human I cared about in the movie until I saw just how badass Mikaela is, and how cool the military dude is. I don't like kids, but I would lay down my life for this girl.

This one scene just makes me think of what would happen if her parents showed up way earlier. Ironhide would be her guardian and it would be both adorable and hilarious because "Honey, you have to drive in a sentient alien that looks just like our car because the goverment men said so or there will be consequences and potential alien threats."

There are so many joke potentials there; the cultural barrier, the "I am the ine that is supposed to keep her safe" glaring contests, there is just so much shenanigans that could happen.

Also, tea party with the kid. Tea party with the kid.

Sam Witwicky actually reacts like an average human would when faced with the situations he finds himself in

Do I like Sam Witwicky? No, he is the kind of character that I would want to punch irl because of his personality and actions. He is disgusting. But watching him scamper and scream and stutter when faced with giant metal robot aliens that can squish him like a bug? Good, that was a beliavable reaction and I enjoyed it a great deal.

Megatron. Just, ✨Megatron✨

(the best screenshot of the few I could take while watching, no, I am not going back for a better one, he looks perfect like this)

I also laughted at how they kept him frozen like a popsicle. And not even well, like, they COULD'VE made an actual freezer and pop him in instead of using those couple of tubes just so he was displayed for all personell to gawk at. HE CRASHED IN THE ANTARCTIC!

The design looks so good, because it looks ALIEN and POINTY and AGH!!! The colors? There are no colors that would make him stand out, he looks like someone opened a cutlery drawer, mixed up what's inside, threw in some extra knifes for a good measure and then shook the whole thing until this guy materialized from the pile. It is both incredibly annoying and satisfying.

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Mr. Welker did an amazing job with his voice, I don't know what the directions were, but oh man it sure sent shivers down my spine. That is the kind of voice that spells "You are going to die" and I already have my coffin picked out.

EDIT: SO APPARENTLY! IT WAS NOT WELKER THAT VOICED MEGATRON.

It was Hugo Weaving, and yes the man did am amazing job, but I apologize a million times, I was CERTAIN that THE OG VA OF MEGATRON WOULD ALSO HAVE VOICED MEGATRON. LIKE, OKAY BAY, OKAY!

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LOOK AT THE AMOUNT OF ICE! With how quick he came back fully online once Frenzy turned off the freeze liquid tubes, I bet he was half awake through the whole thing. Systems just below idling or something, in any case, AGENTS YOU ARE SO DUMB! WHO WAS GIVING SUBPAR FUNDING TO THEM, THEY BETTER BE FIRED!

I also was glad that Sam refused to call him by the name the sector asigned to him, despite Megatron being in stasis. And that he insisted they use the correct name. Good job Sam, acknowledge the threat by the actual name and show respect to a fellow sentient lifeform. Even though said lifeform is hellbent on destruction of the universe and your world.

ALSO, AND I CANNOT STRESS THE LAUGHTER AND AMUSEMENT HERE; the sheer DISRESPECT! They don't disassemble Megatron's corpse. No, these idiots, these absolute morons decide to dump him into the ocean, letting him sink to the lowest possible point (not sure if they did say it was the M' Trench or not), where there are proper freezing temperatures - good! You're learning, good job!! - just... In full. Full corpse. What's left of him. Just blup! Down with the fishies he goes!

I understand that they probably didn't know how to approach Optimus about it, but... At least behead the guy. He came back ONCE, who is to say he won't come back again?! Safety precautions my dears.

They also completely disregard what a giant extraterrestrial metal alien rusting away on the bottom of the ocean could do to the ecosystem at large. Like, I find this incredibly amusing, because this ISN'T something most folks think about when watching a movie but we have giant squids down there. We have so much weird things down there, the ocean isn't even fully explored AND YOU WANT TO CHUCK AN ALIEN CORPSE DOWN THERE?!

Now the real question: is he a looker? *looks at the pictures* hmmmm, depends on if you like knifes. Like, really like knifes. Like really, really REALLY want to get it on with a fine assembly of kitchen knifes that were exposed to the elements but somehow haven't rusted away completely.

I think he's neat.

Needs a good long powerwash though. Preferrably with something to help the whole "I was frozen for more than 50 years and sprang back to action as soon as I woke up" thing that happened.

My man needs to take a moment and get his bearings, like dude. Please. You can conquer the world after some energon and slow system boot-up period. The strain on the systems my dude, you ain't young.

Also love that this "death" was probably reused in TFP because lord golly, do we love our faves ending up under the sea. (Though Megan took a much bigger fall, Bayverse WAS PLOPPED INTO THE WATER LIKE A NEWLY ACQUIRED FISH I CAN'T YOU GUYS I CAN'T!)

In short: I love the comedy of american military giving such disrespect to an Alien Warlord. These guys are really sealing their fate.

I loved the way they got the Witwicky family to be important to the plot

The whole "selling my great great grandpa's glasses on e-bay" thing gives us a very good self insert/OC/rewrite/movie AU potential. Don't like Sam and his disgustingness? Find a way to write a cousin or some far off relative or hell, even just someone who buys the glasses off e-bay and go wild with it!

Archibald was also clearly an inspiration for Isaac Sumdac as far as I can tell, what with both of them using Megatron as a means of helping technology advance.

Only difference being one of them lived and actually talked to Megatron after he came back online and the other got driven to madness and death due to the amount of information beamed into his brain. Isaac also acquired a space baby daughter, so the guy is absolutely luckier of the two.

Mikaela being fucking competent and badass throughout the movie, and not being just fanservice eyecandy

I could do without the fanservice, but her personality? I loved it. I loved that she wasn't crawling to Sam and wasn't being "hard to get". Which is also why I was very displeased at the very sudden "oh yeah, romance! She returns his feelings after he took her for a ride and let her vent her frustrations!". The movie is 2 hours long and they could throw in some moments where these two connect?

Welp, it is an action movie, boy gets girl no matter what, can't complain about the staple in the genre.

However, Mikaela x Optimus? Now THAT is something I considered as soon as the two locked eyes and interacted. Like, even taking my shipping goggles off, these two could have a very interesting dynamic and Mikaela could be a very good protagonist. I wonder what the movie would be like with her as the lead and Sam being the fucking moron she has to drag along with her.

BUT ALSO! Can we talk about the horrible, excruciating fact that her and Bumblebee drove around with Bee's damaged legs dragging over asphalt all the time he was shooting at 'Cons? There were sparks flying! SHE WAS DRIVING BACKWARDS! She took command of the situation and did what she could because Bee still wanted TO FIGHT!

Also, they way she beat up Frenzy? Gorgeous, I want to slap Sam's non-existent balls off for not atleast saying "thanks". The dude would be sliced thinner than cabbage if she wasn't there.

The millitary man we are supposed to care about because his wife gave birth while he was on duty and we see his baby three times in the whole movie, actually being a pretty awesome and well-written character

Look, personally, I was a little confused at the reason why we were seeing his wife and baby interacting/the scene where she thinks her husband is dead. Mostly because I don't like kids, so scenes like that, when I don't even know who the character is, have no impact at all. Him having a baby isn't going to make me like the guy more, unless I know his character. Him being absent because he's on duty doesn't mean he'll be a good dad (though he looks like the kind of man that will try his best, and I like that in a man). So seeing his wife and kid at the start of the movie seemed pointless to me.

BUT! FOCUSING ON THE POSITIVES HERE!

Lennox is a good character and whenever he was on screen I was invested in what is going to happen to him. He's the kind of action movie lead that would have me invested, despite my meh interest in mainly gun fight oriented action movies.

Essentially, loved the guy, would love to see more of him while also being able to tell what's happening on screen. Also the comedy scenes he was in were usually funny.

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Okay so these are the things I like about the first movie! It was very long, had to watch it on 2,5x speed because it simultainously dragged while ALSO giving me too much information, but the moments like these and the way my imagination latched onto characters I liked made it watchable. It isn't a movie I'd use to introduce someone to the TF franchise, but it provided me with lots of material for my imagination to run wild.

[callisto-rants]

Starting a new ✨series✨ that no one asked for! ( ꈍᴗꈍ)

Callisto-Rants presents...

Here's my Two Cents

Where we just throw down our two cents on how we would change a series to make it better, in our own personal opinion.

[You can Block this tag if you're not interested in this series: #Here's Our Two Cents]

Here's my Two Cents

Yarichin Bitch Club.

Ever since I had the misfortune of having that opening theme song stuck in my head because of countless memes and tiktok edits. . . I have wished for days to have the ability to create a time machine to prevent myself from saying. . .

"okay, fine I'll bite the bullet and check out the source material."

Now if you're reading this and thinking, "huh. I never heard of this series..." let me just tell you, GOD I WISH I WAS YOU RIGHT NOW.

No one was going to tell me this BL Manga about a "pHoTogRaPhY cLuB" wasn't completely INSANE? I was just supposed to find out Three Volumes Later??

Now some of y'all who have read the source material might be thinking. . .

"Okay Callisto, get over it it's obviously supposed to be a comedy it's not meant to be taken seriously 🙄"

And to that I say... I mean I guess??? But do we really need all of THAT to make it a comedy?? I feel like you could still have an entertaining comedy BL Manga without 90% of the shit that goes on in that series..... But that's just ✨my two cents✨ take it or leave it.

FIRST THINGS FIRST, here's all the stuff I'd automatically remove from this series off the bat.

💀 The Gang Bangs.

💀 Teacher x Student Relationships.

💀 In fact all instances of unconsensual acts & sexual assault committed in this manga. Throw all of that away.

💀 the fact that the term Bisexual was used as a replacement for the term switch, and had nothing to do with the sexual orientation itself whatsoever.

💀 The High School Setting.

💀 Whatever the fuck Yuri was on.

💀 90% of the hyper sexualized traits these characters had.

Now here's what I'd change to make it better... Basically here's an AU of what if it was actually a normal photography club....

Actually make it a fucking Photography Club. Not a sex club that's in a fuckin HIGH SCHOOL. Hell, you could just throw this in a college setting too, for more mature themes.

Main character, Takashi Toono a college student that's trying to get out of his comfort zone more. So he decides to join the photography club, because he thinks it's not demanding to require anything of him compared to any other club on campus. He knows completely NOTHING about photography, and doesn't have any passion for the art media. His Character growth would be learning to appreciate the art media While learning what it means to him, as well as who he wants to be as he enters the adult world as a young adult.

Yuu Kashima, can stay as Takashi's love interest. Also, I feel like all the members should have a specific style of taking photos that correlates with their personality in some way. Yuu's photography style would be something the lines of Candid photography which is a type of photography style that's main focus is to take photos in the moment or in surprise. Something he has already done when he took that photo of Takashi. I also feel like Yuu would be the one to keep pushing Takashi to love photography, and understand it's more than snapping a photo.

Kyousuke Yaguchi, can stay as the Love Rival for Yuu Kashima and overall keep his personality? It was actually pretty interesting and I liked his Character dynamics with everyone else. Kyousuke Yaguchi can also stay as the outsider that directly / indirectly influences Everyone else in the club. Causing Takashi to explore his feelings and expand his social group, and make him think about what he wants to capture in his photos. Overall the same interaction between Kyousuke & Yuu Kashima with their rivalry and brotherly relationship at it's breaking point. As well as, Kyousuke and Yui's relationship being tense with miscommunication.

Yui Tamura, I imagine Yui's photography style would be more of Adventure (capturing shots in the great outdoors, usually involving extreme sports; mountain-climbing, skiing, kayaking, sky diving, etc) & Sports Photography. Which could create interesting interactions between Kyousuke and Yui. Cue Yui trying to cover up the fact that, every time the soccer club commissions Yui to take some photos of their club activity to promote their club, all of Yui's photos are of Kyousuke playing soccer. Causing Yui to complain to Kyousuke to get out of his shots and that he's ruining them by being in all of them. So, Kyousuke just shouts back "then stop following me around with your camera, DUMBASS". Just imagine Them bickering, because Yui 100% did not delete the photo he captured of Kyousuke getting knocked out by a soccer ball to the face.

Itsuki Shikatani would definitely be in the club, but only because he prefers to have his photos be taken, more than he likes taking photos himself. He would probably be a cross dresser, who enjoys dressing up in feminine articles of clothing and posing for photos. Everyone on campus who doesn't know Itsuki personally, always asks who the beautiful woman in these photos are, the club president and vice President always just says it's one of their cousins that happen to be in town. If Itsuki had to have a style of photography, it would probably be fashion.

Toru Fujisaki. . . This one is difficult only because his Character is purely centered around Yuki's Character. . . So I'm going to take some creative liberties here. . . Probably really insecure about himself, because he feels like he's a wall flower that's really forgettable, that no one cares about. Although, it's mostly because he's shooting himself in the foot by not letting one have the opportunity to get to know him to give him a chance, in the first place. Until, he meets Yuki who makes him realize that not everyone sees him as a wall flower and someone can notice his nicer qualities about himself that he's hiding away. Toru's Character development in this AU, would be for for him to learn to love himself more and try to trust people to accept him. As well as to expand his social circle with the support of not only Yuki, but the Photography Club as well. At first I bet, he would only feel comfortable with Yuki taking his photos and modeling only for him, but over time he'd let the other club members take his photo when he gets more confident in himself. While also, developing his own style of photography, that isn't just "cute photos of Yuri", it would probably be Still Life or Portrait.

Ayato Yuri, okay first. . . I'm still not over the fact that this boy was written like a deranged feral child, that was given access to a pornhub account way too early in life. While being dropped on his head several times, before and after his first words. Anyhow. . . I feel like Yuri would fit the trope of the genius, that no one understands in any capacity. His mind is 10 steps ahead of everyone else and he forgets to slow down and explain what the fuck he's talking about, when he goes into a passionate rant about photography. With endless rambles about golden ratio, gold lighting and blue lighting, and how he needs these specific props, that don't seem to fit the theme of the photo at all to make it perfect. But despite that, his photos always come out beautifully. No one can deny that his methods might be extremely weird, but they always work out way too well to give anyone the opportunity to chastise him. Anyone trying to work with Yuri often leaves the experience with a beautiful photo in hand, but an enormous headache. Even members within the photography club can't keep up with Yuri most of the time either, he's often in his own little world that just makes sense to only him. He can be a eccentric and passionate about his hobby and goofy to not make people feel too uncomfortable with the huge distance he unintentionally places between himself and others when he doesn't bother to slow down for anyone. But, he still has a good heart to make sure everyone gets a piece of art that'll always be memorable to them. Additionally, with that being said I feel like Toru would be the few people that would consistently attempt to keep up with Yuri, when he's a light year away from everyone else in his rambles. Toru wouldn't shut down and show disinterest in what Yuri says when he can no longer keep up, he's always being supportive and encouraging Yuri to continue because he knows it makes him happy to be able to express his passion. And sometimes, Yuri will pause and explain a bit to let Toru keep up with him, because he just truly appreciates someone trying to get closer to him, without making him feel bad. I would say Yuri is a jack of all trades when it comes to Photography styles. There isn't a single style he is terrible at, but he truly excels at Abstract Photography.

Koshiro Itome I think Koshiro would fit the silent type trope, but with a lot on his mind. Always over thinking things, and although he looks calm his mind is always buzzing with 500 things at once. Because, of this the only way he can find some semblance of peace is by going out for a nature walk and letting the environment take his mind off things. He's always worries about deadlines for projects, meeting up with clients face to face for the first time, whether or not a company will like his photos he submitted, if his boyfriend Akemi is okay, what if he doesn't find anything to take a picture of or if he's missing the perfect shot right now, will the club be okay after they all graduate, what else can be learn to improve his skills etc etc. Akemi can always tell when he's actually calm and when he's just zoned out and drowning in his own worries behind his calm demeanor. Luckily for Akemi, he knows exactly what to do to make him feel better, like a life boat to his pleas for help in the vast ocean of his thoughts. Koshiro is 100% the mom friend in the club, always helping newbies out on how to properly take care of their equipment, and the general basics, stopping people from bickering and carrying around a Mary Poppins bag of useful items. "Damn I forgot to bring my infrared lens with me!" "It's okay I brought a spare, here you go." Koshiro's photography style would be Nature & Wild life, cue everyone wondering how the hell he managed to capture a photo of baby bear and it's mother so close up with such clarity with the equipment he has on him. It should be impossible there's no way he could it's just unlikely, but all Koshiro does in response is just shrugging calmly "I just slowly walked up to them, and took some photos and went my way after I was done, they weren't bothered at all." At first no one believes him, until they see the next photo of him petting the mother bear, and within the next photo of him holding the baby bears paw. I like to think Akemi is always bragging at how his boyfriend is basically a Disney Prince, with the way animals just trust him enough to let Koshiro approach to take the photos. Of course Akemi has the proof that his Boyfriend is not making any of these up. With photo evidence he had taken from a incredibly safe distance away, of Koshiro just interacting with wildlife at such a close distance. Because, Akemi was not in fact gifted the ability of a Disney prince, to be doing that shit that Koshiro pulls on a daily basis. I feel like because of this Akemi can be a bit over protective of Koshiro, always telling him to text him before he goes to work and he gets back home, so he knows a feral bear didn't devour his boyfriend in the woods. He tries his best to join Koshiro while he works so he can be at peace of mind that Koshiro is in fact safe, but they both know it's very difficult for Koshiro to focus. When his boyfriend is being incredibly cute how could he remember he's here to take photos of the wild life and not his boyfriend? That and Akemi always accidentally scares away the wildlife, when he accidentally reads the animals body language wrong as any attempt to devour his boyfriend. Akemi will lose 25 years of his life with amount of false alarms, he has encountered in those damn woods.

Keiichi Akemi, Akemi is definitely one of those smug bastards, that has an ulterative motive or an ace up his sleeve. Appearing sweet and kind until you realize it was a facade. But one way or another you find yourself wrapped up in his convoluted plans, where you're either in his photoshoot as a model or you're carrying all his equipment, while he goes from one job to the next. Akemi's photography style would be Wedding Photography & Landscape something he definitely would've picked up from the countless outings he had with Koshiro in the outdoors. Akemi's friends are almost always married or paired up together, and that's no coincidence. This man is a match-making demon, a hopeless romantic who loves to see a budding romance finally bloom. So, he can snag a fat check when they thank him for brining them together and hire him as the official wedding photographer. His intuition is never wrong about the perfect pairings and how to push the right buttons to move things along, without getting directly involved until the right time comes. Something, that will be a pain in Toono's ass down the line as he stays in the Photography Club.

Overall, I feel like this could've been a really nice BL Manga which was a love letter to the art media of Photography. As Toono figures out what Photography means to him and how he wants to use it to express his feelings. "Why do you take photos? What do you want to say in these photos and tell people without the ability of using your words?" I feel like at first Toono, would just be confused "it's just a photo what's so special about it? You take it as a cool momento for something."

But, as time goes on, and he learns why everyone in the club enjoys photography and why they're here, he learns it's more than that. Whether it be to vent something you're unable to express in words, express your love for something or someone, to tell a story, to inspire others, to feel free, to share something with someone. All these different forms of expression, will let Toono figure out what he wants from photography and how he plans on expressing it.

Also instead of the whole "have sex with someone in one month or we gang bang you against your will" dilemma. . . I feel like another suspenseful situation could have been, "Create a photo album, that will impress all of us in one month, or you have to help us all out with our next projects." Which at first doesn't sound terrible, until you remember...

Yui is a thrill seeker, and would probably push you off a cliff to snag a cool photo. Or force you to be his pack mule as you climb up serval mountains.

Itsuki would force you to cross dress and model different fashion styles to make you look like a clown for his own amusement. All the while he revels in your shame, and points out how these colors don't suit you at all, but ignores the fact he's the one who put you in that outfit in the first place.

Yuri is such a wild card that you honest to God don't know what the fuck will happen to you, it'll be like being on an acid trip the whole time. And not knowing what will happen brings you more fear than knowing what will.

Koshiro would probably bring you to a wolf den full of hungry ravenous wolves, and let you accidentally get eaten alive by a pack of wolves. While he takes pictures of puppies, without a care in the world.

Akemi... Akemi just scares Toono, he seems like the safest bet out of everyone else. But Toono knows better to trust that sweet smile. Toono would be safer walking into Satan's house than spend a day with Akemi at work. Whatever he would have planned for them if he were to lose this challenge would not be good for his sanity. He hates how he knows Akemi wants just that for Toono to know he's not going to be safe either. Akemi would probably make him cry with prying questions about his romance life. While hitting too close to home with all his assumptions about him that he can't argue back. It's losing battle from there on out.

The only problem for Toono is Everyone in this club is so different, that it's almost impossible to be able to impress them all. None of them agree, which style is better or having almost anything in common photography style wise. Toono can't just half-heartedly replicate anyone's style either, he's going to actually try and fail miserably to understand this art media better, like everyone else. I think after losing the challenge and spending time with everyone, Toono would come to really like the club and everyone else in it.

And that's my ✨two cents✨ on how this story could've been better if it didn't focus too much on the whole pwp aspect.

Take it or leave it.

[one-boring-person]

Only Traitors Consort With The Damned. (Part 13)

The Lost Boys x reader

Warnings: injury, blood

Context: The boys, (Y/n) and Nico formulate a plan to get out of the cave safely.

A/N: I have a new editor! It is my good friend @jawline-of-steel and she will hopefully be helping me with editing on all of my work!😊💛💛💛

Edited By: @jawline-of-steel

Masterlist

“What do we do? There’s no way out of here except through there! We’re trapped!” I say quickly, keeping my voice down as much as i can so as not to alert anyone outside of the fact that we are very close by, “Is there anywhere we can hide?”

“In here? Yeah, there is, but I’m not sure how good the hiding places are, especially not for someone as big as him.” Dwayne muses, gesturing to Nico as he turns to David with a questioning look on his face.

“All of the hallways are blocked off by debris, and any of the crawlspaces barely fit us, so it’s doubtful that he will be able to get through.” The platinum blonde responds dismissively, though his tone betrays his nerves, the idea of a team of highly trained Hunters waiting just outside the cave worrying and unnerving to him.

“How is she supposed to walk anywhere? She’s got a busted leg, remember?” Paul interjects, pointing at me.

“One of us could carry her?” Marko suggests, which draws a low growl from Nico, his protective side showing through as he tightens his grip around me, holding me tighter to his chest.

I think for a minute, during which time the other five tense up, clearly having heard something I can't, Marko and Paul starting to look even more worried. Frowning, i look around at them all, as if asking them to clarify, though none of them care to explain; instead, David jerks his head to the side, signalling for the rest of us to follow him as he leads us through a nearby tunnel, which takes us to what i assume is their sleeping quarters, Nico having to duck down the entire time as he struggles to fit his bulk in the space. As we emerge into the area, David quickly starts talking.

“The sun is gonna come up soon, so we don’t really have too much time, but I think we can help you. If one of us carries (Y/n), then she can leave through the way we get in and out of here, which isn’t accessible by foot, so it's the safest way out. As for Nico, there’s a chance we can lure the Hunters around the caves enough for him to have a clear chance at getting out of here, but it will only work if you're fast, because they'll most likely be expecting something like this to happen. There’s a safehouse a little way away, where you can stay until you can find transport, and where one of us can stay whilst the sun is out.” The vampire swiftly explains, the rest of us nodding as we take in the plan, glad that one of us is thinking rationally. 

“Hold on, why do you have a safehouse?” Nico asks, frowning in the dim light.

“Our sire made it in case anyone ever came after us.” Dwayne fills him in, before moving on again just as quickly, “Which one of us is going to carry her?”

“Paul will, he's the fastest out of the four of us, which will mean he can get to the safehouse much quicker.” David says decisively, looking to his friend for confirmation.

“I’ll do it.” The tall vampire nods, reaching out to take me from Nico, who reluctantly hands me over, giving me one last squeeze for reassurance as he passes me to the blonde.

“Hang on a sec, what about Nico? How is he supposed to know where the safehouse is?” I chip in, looking at the towering werewolf as he straightens again.

The vampires are silent for a moment, thinking the question through, clearly as stuck as I am. Eventually, Dwayne pipes up again, having thought of something.

“I guess one of us will have to go with him.” The brunette says, looking around at the others.

“Yeah, I guess that would help.” I agree, adjusting myself in Paul’s arms.

“I can do it, I'm fast enough to get out of here and into cover before the sun comes up.” Dwayne offers, looking over at Nico as the werewolf, nods appreciatively, still uneasy around the vampires, but not as much as before. 

“Ok, Dwayne will go with the werewolf. We’ll stay here and out of sight as much as we can.” David says with finality, watching us all agree before speaking again, “Alright then, let's get going, I can already hear them on the steps.”

“Alright. Thank you for doing this, you really didn't have to.” I say to them all, smiling thankfully.

“No problem, Dwayne is right. We owe you this, you’ve saved our lives too many times to count.” The platinum blonde waves me off, moving to start off into a nearby hallway. 

I go to say something, only for Nico to cut me off, gesturing for Paul and Dwayne to move off immediately, not allowing me to argue with him, as is often the case. Paul starts moving off, carrying me as he turns down a different way to the others, where there is already a cooler breeze blowing in from the sea just outside. I lean back against the vampire’s chest, tensing in his arms in trepidation as i think through the plan in my head, still nervous about what will happen to my friends whilst im gone, particularly David and Marko, who will be stuck in the cave with a bunch of Hunters ready to kill them at a moment’s notice, should they get themselves caught. Part of me is confident that they won’t, but the more rational part of my mind knows that there is a very high probability of things going badly, which will end even worse for the rest of us. 

I am snapped from my thoughts by the sound of the roaring ocean, the cave now widening out into a cavern that is filled with crashing waves, the far end ïleading to the sea itself, the horizon still cloaked in darkness despite the proximity of dawn that is fast approaching.

“You're gonna want to hold on tight.” Paul warns me, waiting for me to grip him with more force before he kicks off the ground, the disorientation that comes with his floating slightly off-putting as I become stiff in his arms.

“Hey, relax. I'm not going to drop you.” The vampire promises, before he starts to move off towards the front of the cave and out into the open. 

*

My back aches as I slouch in the chair I'm sat in, my fingers knotted together as I watch the doorway, my lip already in shreds from how much I've been biting it, every muscle in my body tense with nerves. Across from me, Paul eyes me in concern, knowing that every movement I'm making is upsetting the injury on my knee, which is throbbing painfully now, though I am ignoring it in favour of staring at the space where Nico and Dwayne should appear. 

"They'll make it, (Y/n), don't worry." The vampire tries to reassure me, though he isn't too convinced, looking just as worried and uneasy as i feel.

"I hope so." I manage back, my jaw clenched and tight, though I am doing my best to relax it.

We wait in silence again for a few moments, neither of us daring to say a word in case we miss the tell tale sounds of someone entering the safe house through the hatch in the abandoned gas station above, the actual door itself squeaky and stiff from disuse. It takes a little while, but eventually we hear it, at which point Paul moves to stand by the doorway, ready to intercept if it should be someone unsavoury, rather than the supernatural beings we are expecting. I sit up straighter, my eyes trained on the doorway, anxiously awaiting whoever it is, the heavy footsteps becoming more and more audible as they approach.

Suddenly, the familiar, lithe silhouette of Dwayne enters the candlelight, the brunette limping a little, his bare chest stained red with blood, Nico just behind him, the werewolf completely bare, his skin covered in sweat, blood and dirt. A few cuts litter his chest, though there is a wound on his shoulder where the shaft of a crossbow bolt is just visible. The German instantly comes over to me as he sees me, ignoring any pain as he chooses instead to pull me into an awkward embrace, glad to see I'm alright.

"Thank God you're ok!" He hums into my hair, pulling back to look me in the eye.

"I'm fine, Nico, though I can't say the same about you. What happened?" I respond, looking between him and Dwayne, who has sat down beside me on a different chair. 

"There were some waiting for us outside the cave. We fought them off, but we both got hurt in the process. Nico took a crossbow bolt for me." The vampire informs me, nodding thankfully at the werewolf.

"And you took a bullet for me. We are even." He responds, smiling at the vampire in his usual crooked way, moving away from me when he finally notices that he is still naked, "Are there any clothes in here that I could wear?"

"Err, yeah man, they're over there. What happened to your first ones?" Paul asks, looking a little confused.

Nico sends him an odd look, obviously wondering if the vampire is joking.

"My clothes were destroyed when I transformed."

"You transformed?!" Paul exclaims, going wide-eyed as he looks over the huge werewolf.

"It was the only way either of us would be fast enough." Dwayne cuts in, groaning as he pulls a bullet out of his shoulder with his fingers.

"Oh, right." His friend nods, going to the brunette's side to offer his aid.

Across from us, Nico roughly yanks out the crossbow bolt, growling as he does so, pulling on a shirt that is much too small for him after, knowing that the wounds will heal themselves in a little while. Once done, he moves to sit on a sofa nearby, only to come and help me up when I gesture to him that I'd like to join him. Carrying me over to the sofa, the werewolf sits down with me, placing me beside him as he leans back, clearly tired.

Tired now, I watch as Paul helps Dwayne with his injuries, the two vampires talking quietly amongst each other, clearly worried about David and Marko, who are most likely still running from the Hunters back at the cave, the two of them in great danger. Unconsciously, I let my head drop onto Nico's shoulder, my eyelids starting to droop as I start to give in to the sleep I've been fighting off all night, the perpetual warmth from his body soothing and calming to me, his arm coming up to support me as he carefully manoeuvres us so that he's lying back against the arm of the sofa, my body resting on his. In this new position I quickly feel myself start to lose consciousness, my muscles finally relaxing as I let myself fall asleep.

Part Fourteen

[rosicae]

Join rosi's cult

I did this a while ago; you can find the full version here: https://www.inkitt.com/stories/other/702594/chapters/4 or watch my suffering as a video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gns6BVprEcg&list=PLsZX216d_45qY2TwB6bZ2sBZPwsIrDrHF&index=6

This is but a snippet, but I assure you it has not been edited and you will finish reading wondering of the many lies you and everyone else grew to see as truth.

Ready? Let us begin the recounting.....

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There was a fish kingdom, once, long ago. It all began in a forest of ashes, where no life bloomed. There, an egg hatched, all alone. In its solitude, it learned nothing. And so, it had no brains. It just sat there, blank-eyed, with only ooze and dust to cradle it. Even the sun didn't dare encroach on the dead forest, and so, it was left to rot in the darkness.

A meteor struck the world, surface, sending ripples of anguish and loss over every crevice (although, the world isn't flat/squared so there wasn't much issue there), and everyone died. Except the egg-cretin! That thing was fine. Apparently the effects of the crash didn't want to enter the forest either. I don't blame it. Can you imagine just walking into a place where it's hard to breathe and your clothes get all dirty and you have to take a bath later? What sane person would do that? Yes, meteors are people too.

The egg-cretin crawled to its flippers and slugged its way out of the forest when all was still. The meteor had rid the world of all other life, as I mentioned. That included trees! And so, pollution and oxygen were very serious issues. That didn't bother the little cretin, though! It didn't need to breathe. You'd think it was a fish, but it didn't have gills or a nose or anything. It just was. So is the way of life when you were born in a suffocating forest. Those trees didn't give off any oxygen either. If you tapped on their jagged bark, they'd chip off like flecks of carbon, and within they were entirely hollow.

The cretin wandered over the world, throwing up everywhere and having many, many adventures. What adventures, you may ask? How am I supposed to know? You ask the cretin yourself.

One day, the cretin reached a wide, endless expanse of muddy water. The meteor was the sun, by the way, so water levels in all oceans had plummeted drastically, and it didn't help that there was no light in the sky to help with water-photosynthesis and stuff. The sun didn't work anymore on land either, and even if it did, it'd just burn everything alive. Good thing nothing was alive anymore! I wonder how that happened.

Setting logistics aside, the cretin leapt into the water, perhaps craving sudoko, and made the most pathetic of splashes, on account of being very tiny and the water levels being very tiny. It inhaled (through its mouth, not its non-existent nose or gills) the dirty water, then began throwing up again. It didn't end, not after one hour, nor two, and although time lost meaning in the lifeless world, we would all be able to agree, had we been there, that it took a very long time before the cretin stopped puking. You'd think it had expended all the fluids in its little body, but no. You do not know the anatomy of this creature. You know nothing. Leave it be.

Oh, whoops, I caught myself staring into space there, pondering the greatness of this odd creature. I shall now continue the story, impatient (or non-existent) watchers. You may be wondering (I hope you aren't asking a screen stuff because I can't hear you (or maybe I can (do you want to know how many times brackets can be used before the world implodes? (stay tuned for five thousand years to find out!!)))))))))))))))count them) how I, and you, and trees and the sun are still here. Is it because this is a mere tale, spun through webs of lies and treachery and stupidity? No! 'Tis nothing but the truth, dear children. Now shut up and listen.

The cretin puked on and on, until finally, it had provided the sea with enough nourishment to reign terror over the entire world!!! And so, tsunami after tsunami, the world was cleansed of its sullied grounds. Even the sun crumbled into oblivion! Do not research the size difference between the sun and the planet in which we reside. For all you know, the sun could have shrivelled into the size of a bean by the time it finished hammering through the layers of the sky! It's still a strong bean, though. Kawii sun-bean desu.

Nevertheless, the tsunami-flood-misery-washerer cleansed the world of all, and the world responded in turn! Saplings tore through sodden dirt....and that was pretty much it for a while. What were you expecting? Birds to suddenly appear? Pffffff.

However, and you may recall this if you were paying attention, which you probably weren't, unless it was absurd enough for you to take notice of it and perhaps want to throw up yourself, everywhere the cretin had vomited on its long journey, eggs hatched and creatures of its like were born! The very first organisms (we will ignore the trees and dirt particles for now. If you are a scientist, please kindly excuse yourself or turn back to the child you once were. If you were a smart child, turn back into a one-month old to finish this very logical story. Goo.) walked the world (I will not specify which world, it may or may not be earth. Does earth even exist? Are we to name it as a noun, and so it be called Earth? So then, must be always call the sun Sun, and sunday Sunday? And sunshin Sunshine????? Why is language full of such nuances?????? We are doomed to never know. ***pushes away all logic/grammar people***)

In time, they evolved and grew and the world bloomed and blossom with life through more throw-up! A group of cretins even decided to blow themselves up and become the sun the world so desperately needed! Such an honourable sacrifice. We salute you, brave cretins. Even now they watch over us, with their blank stares and giddy smiles.

Others grew to be what we now refer to as "fish", although, they were always the true fish in spirit. Fish nowadays can't even survive above water on solid ground. What pathetic whelps. No, the cretins were the true fish. They devolved, rather, into the new fish. And from there, they spread to dino-fish-birds, to dino-fish-dinos, to dino-fish-butterflies, and so on. They became the grass, the trees, the oxygen, the sea, the grubs and flowers and all else that exists and does not -- they even became the core of the planet, and even the milkyway, the galaxy -- everything!

The world progressed (and some would say, regressed) for eons, eternally, growing into the world we know today. Us, humins, and even these compooters and hedfones are all the work of those cretins. Our voices are them, our livers, our very thoughts and ideas...

But alas, time withers all... We have lost our way, forgotten our origins, and those cretins are no longer valued in our society...but they will have their revenge...they always do...

Squirrels aren't the cretins, though. Squirrels are their own entirely seperate beings. Where do they come from? We will never know.

Anyway, join my fish-headed cat cult. They are the true reincarnations of the cretins that showed the world salvation. We will take the sun and throw it on the world so that everything goes extinct and the fish-headed cats can populate it as they see fit. With puke.

The end!