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stargazer-balladeer · 4 years ago

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Random Imagines [Genshin Impact - girls]

[ boy edition ]

- qiqi’s, klee’s & diona’s are all platonic

nervously shifting her legs on the ground, amber shyly presents you a plushie version of yourself that looks similar to the design of baron bunny. she bit her lower lip in pure nervousness as she imagines worst-case scenarios if you didn’t like it. gulping mentally, she nervously smiles as she takes a peek of your expression before looking down again. “happy anniversary.” she quietly said, hoping to herself that you’ll like the gift and that her mind finally calms down.

ayaka smiles as she takes a sip of her tea right outside her house with her beloved by her side, the sakura tree’s petals fluttering around them wonderfully, making the atmosphere more romantic. it's been a while since she last spent her time with you, so she makes sure that it’s spent with zero interruptions. turning to you as she started the conversation with a sweet, serene smile on her face. listening to you starting to ramble on about a topic that interests you, with a look of admiration present in her face.

feeling thankful that you saved her from the crowd of fans, barbara guided you to a secluded area where she often visited to have peace and quiet. she lets you rest your head on her lap as she softly hums a tune, which slowly switches to an actual song. a concert exclusively for her biggest fan with no worries of being judged. smiling if you join in on her singing, even if your voice isn’t as good as hers, she considers your voice divine like the anemo archon.

laughing lightly as she noticed her significant other getting tipsy after drinking a bottle, beidou stood up and announced that she and her lover would be going back to the quarters early. as the celebration continued behind her, she carefully picked you up bridal style and brought you to her quarters. her eyes widened when you started to ramble how much you love her before letting out a small smile and ruffling your hair, minding her own flushed cheeks.

diona hisses at the stranger who was obviously taking advantage of your kindness while screaming how disgraceful they are for trying to use you. wanting to teach them a lesson, she takes a step forward but you stopped her with a reassuring smile. huffing but obliging to your wishes, she only glared at the stranger, mentally memorizing their faces so that when they visit the bar, she would ask the traveler to mix up a horrible drink. after all, no one messes with you and gets away from it.

her eyes widened as she saw how you got hit from the active ruin guard, with eyes full of vengeance, eula gracefully yet deadly strike it on the core, effectively making it inactive once more. quickly rushing to your side as she eyed the obvious injury that the ruin guard caused, she cursed to herself for letting it happen. she quickly tended your wounds as she said her usual line of vengeance will be mine while coaxing you to not fall asleep.

fischl excitedly retells the stories she loved to you while being held by you in the bed after a tough day full of commissions. her prinzessin persona dropped completely as she started from the very beginning while playing with your hands. a soft smile present on her face, happy to share something she loved to you, her significant other.

embarrassed at your request, ganyu shyly looks away while looking down, fully presenting you her horns. a pink dust appeared on her cheeks when she felt your hand softly yet carefully trace the design of her horns. the warmth of your hands against her horns made her at peace as the initial embarrassment went away, replacing it with comfort and tranquility.

smiling mischievously as her eyes landed on your unsuspecting figure, hu tao carefully and quietly navigate herself to you. she tries to conceal her excited giggles behind her hand as she crept up behind you. she stayed there for a while before quickly wrapping her hands around your waist and shouting “boo!” in your ear while giggling madly.

waking up at the sound of the birds chirping, jean slowly opens her eyes as she yawns. she blinked a couple of times to get the sleepiness out, once her vision was clear, her eyes quickly landed on your still-sleeping figure. she smiles as she brushes a strand of hair behind your ear, softly calling your name in hopes to wake you up. hearing you groan in protest, she pressed a quick kiss on your lips, promising to give you more if you wake up right now.

keqing huffing as she loudly makes her side of the argument, her face almost turning red due to the anger she’s feeling. she knew she was right, so why were you insisting you were the one right and she was in the wrong? not wanting to back out from the argument, she accidentally says something she regrets. after the adrenaline of the argument evaporates from her veins, she quickly realizes what she said as she quickly pulls you into a hug while quietly apologizing.

whilst keeping her company while in solitary confinement, klee happily hums a tune she heard from barbara as she draws on a piece of paper you gave her along with some crayons. patting her head while she does her task, she looks up to you expectantly with her huge doe eyes, showing you what she drew. guessing from the color schemes of the two figures, you figured it was you and klee. happily praising her with her drawing, she excitedly grins at you.

the fatui agent screamed in terror as a cryo attack hit him, hitting him square on the chest. shouting profanities, he looks at who attacked him to give them a piece of his mind only to fear his own life. standing right behind you, in all her glory, was la signora, otherwise known as your lover. she clicks her tongue, staring at the agent with judgement, before turning her attention to you. cooing sweetly at you as she checks for any possible injuries before telling you to stay in her quarters as she deals with a pest.

lisa blinkes in surprise at the scenery before her, the library now deserted from people is decorated with a festive decoration. the table she used to have her tea time with is filled with food, from cakes to cookies, it even has her favorite tea among it. the scent of her favorite filled her nostrils as her eyes landed back on your figure, who was fidgeting from nervousness. laughing softly when asked if she likes it, she coos at you and brings you into a hug. you really are adorable, too much for her heart.

her eyes widened when the door leading to her room opened, lumine looked up to see you in the doorway, the light from the outside pouring in the dark room. she looks away while blinking away the tears gathered in her eyes, why did you have to see her like this? hearing the soft thud of a closing door, she felt the bed shifted and warm arms wrapping around her. your hot breath in her eyes as you whisper comforting words in her ears. deciding to finally drop her guard down, she clings to you and starts bawling. why did her brother leave her once again?

surprised at your question of your future, mona coughs in her fist as she decides to fulfill your curiosity, also with a promise of giving her mora even though she declined it at first. she let the chart of the astrology signs appear before her and started doing her fortune-telling stuff. seeing her nod as she stares at the constellation of what appears to be yours, you noticed that her face bursted into red. worried for her, you asked her what’s wrong and she could barely put out a coherent word from her mouth. she huffed as she looks away, hiding you from her view via her hat, her mind racing at the image of you settling down with her.

ningguang confronts you one day about your distant behavior with her, her eyes scanning your body, picking up your nervous tics along the way. she tilts her head as she looks at you with expecting eyes, even though her face remains stoic, her eyes are practically pleading for you to tell her what happened, did she do something wrong? sighing at your explanation, she stood up from her chair and made her way to you. pulling you into a chaste kiss, she smiled at you, reassuring you that everything would be okay.

gently waking you up from your nap, the face of a worried noelle appeared after you opened your eyes. smiling gently at you while stating that she finished preparing the soup and medicine and it’s time to eat. she frowned when you told her you don’t want to eat, to which she responded “you won’t get better if you won’t.” deciding the best option is to feed you, she scoop up a spoonful of soup and encourage you softly to open your mouth. her eyes lit up when you complied with her wish. after feeding you and making you drink the medicine, she changed your wet towel on your head and gave it a kiss, hoping to barbatos that you’ll get better soon.

qiqi looks up at you expectantly while raising her arms up, asking for you to carry her. because you can’t physically or mentally decline a sweet child like her, you lifted her up like she wanted and adjusted your hold on her so that she wouldn't fall off. wrapping her arms around you and smiling happily, you continued to traverse liyue harbor while carrying her.

watching you in amusement as you struggled to try to get a kiss from her, rosaria chuckled when even if you were standing on your toes, you still couldn’t reach her. seeing you pout at her, she gave your cheek a pinch while cooing at you. after having a deal with you, a kiss in exchange for a wine in the tavern, she gave you your desired kiss after rolling her eyes at your expecting face.

while looking through her notes, sucrose heard you hum while doing your daily house chores. looking up to peek at where you stood, washing the dishes while swaying slightly and humming a tune. she smiles as her focus soon shifts to listening to you humming instead of focusing on her notes. noticing that the shy girl was looking at you, the said-girl let out a tiny shriek and quickly looked down to her notes. chuckling at her adorable action, you continued to wash the dishes as she went back to her notes.

xiangling blushed profusely at the sight of you holding out a bouquet of flowers with a bag of jueyun chili on your other hand. she covered her face with her hands, incoherent words leaving her mouth as she tried to process what she’s seeing. you must’ve flustered her too much. chuckling at her reaction, you set down the bag and the bouquet at a table and wrapped your arms around her, patting her head to calm her down.

excitedly yet nervously strumming her guitar in front of you, xinyan took a deep breath before starting to strum her guitar for real and began singing her heart out. she hopes you’ll like the song she composed, exclusively for you. the one and only fan she has that endlessly supported her through her rockstar career. she smiles at you brightly as she continues to sing, bobbing her head up and down. this is who she is, and she’s glad she found someone like you.

feeling someone’s disappointing gaze on you, you look up to meet yanfei’s gaze with a frown plastered on her face. drunkenly greeting her, she shakes her head as she exclaimed she’ll be bringing you home now. it was a bit difficult as you kept wanting to wander off but she somehow managed to bring you home in one piece. plopping you down on your couch, she sighs as she mumbles that she became your babysitter and quickly fetches you some water. after some difficult time once again to make you drink water and the ending being successful, she stares at your sleeping face before letting out a sigh once again. why do you keep choosing someone else when she was right here by your side the entire time?

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sw124 · 3 years ago

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FNAF Security breach: Baby Gregory AU

Part3: Mysteries an Moon’s discovery

[Context: Sorry for spelling errors or mispronunciations, I will fix them at a later date but so you know. My fic my rules [though the idea isn’t mine] please respect I’m doing this for fun and for entertainment, please enjoy]

[Warning: Hints of neglect and abuse, please don’t read if this triggers you]

Freddy never had a problem with recharges before, they never took long and he always felt great afterwards…

BUT THIS WAS TAKING TOO DANG LONG!

He tapped his foot, standing there waiting for the darn capsule to recharge his battery. He wanted to get back to Gregory as soon as possible, he trusted Moon but…being away from him for some reason was just making his circuits do backflips, his processor was gonna fry if he didn’t check on him at least once!

However…this gave him pause for thought, where did Gregory come from, why was he in his stomach hatch, an what disturbed him the most was when he scanned him previously….there was no profile of him in the guest registry. Though that could have been a computer error, thats happened a few times. Still, infants were always if not required to be registered the moment they entered the building. He started thinking of scenarios that would make sense, he had a few but dismissed them…he dismissed them all instantly cause of one little thing.

That slip of paper…

It was the only thing that made all his scenarios go flying out the door, further more it was just a his name…just his name…no loving words of ‘please take care of him’ or ‘raise him like your own’ no just a name. That was a bitter thought but one that had to be mulled over, now came another thought. How did Gregory get into his room, let alone his chest cavity. He had to be no older then three months…maybe four, he could crawl but not very fast or far. His grip was strong but not strong enough to lift himself up or hold on to things for too long, not yet anyway. Someone came in, deliberately placed him into his chest cavity and somehow got it to close.

It was that thought now that made him shiver, there’s a reason his chest compartment was not a safe play area. The moving parts in there could easily twist a child into a meat pretzel, but Gregory was small enough he wouldn’t get caught in those moving parts but he could still get hurt. An what if Freddy didn’t realize he was in there an went to do a show, jumping around with a baby inside would no doubt do harm!

Who would do something like that….

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[Meanwhile in the Daycare]

Finally, some peace and solitude…kind of. Moon still had a baby to look after until Freddy came back. He leaned over the crib, looking over the little one who…was still wide awake but preoccupied with the mobile above him. The mobile was decorated with soft plush stars, moons and suns, he had to admit the stars with capes on them were cute. All of this was his siblings idea, an as silly as it sounded it worked wonders for fussy infants…

An the Freddy plush didn’t hurt either.

The moment Freddy left the kid started throwing a monster of a hissy fit, but the moment he laid eyes on the plushie an the mobile started turning he was transfixed. Though Moon did have a job to do an that was getting kids to sleep, those special sleep candies were out of the question. For starters they were for older children, another problem is the infant could choke and lastly but more importantly, he HATED those stupid candies just as much as Sun did. Those candies were a huge pain, if he had his way he’d just give every kid in his care a glass of warmed milk, it never failed Despite butting heads with his sibling they always agreed that kids didn’t need candy before bed, both opting for something healthy for them.

He was almost lost in his own thoughts before noticing the little one starting to whimper…then noticed the growing stain around the lower half.

“Oh boy…ok let get you cleaned up.” Moon cooed, this wasn’t new to him.

He and Sun were designed to handle both toddlers and infants so diaper changing as standard protocol. He grabbed the nearby bag Vanessa left and went to the changing station, poor guy made a mess of his onesie, bless that security guard for leaving a change of clothes for the little guy. First thing though, a quick diaper change.

“Ok lil’star yer all dry now, but lets get you into something warm huh?” Moon cooed at him but..noticed Gregory was really reluctant to let him take his onesie off.

Moon was use to fussy babies but only when they were eating or teething, never when it came to a change of clothes. He finally had managed to get the soiled garment off, now he could-

Every moving part in his body became frozen, no he wasn’t malfunctioning he was just��horror had swept over him. Gregory wiggled under him, whining, a little but slowly settling back down. Moon’s eyes stared blankly….on the infants right arm an side were bruises, fading bruises yeah but bruises none the less. Breaking from his stupor, Moon ghosted his fingertips over the largest one on the side…Gregory wiggled a bit but no response.

Ok so..the bruise was just slightly old, it probably just looked bad more then it felt bad. A scan showed it was over a week old…if Moon had a stomach it would be doing flips about now. He was quick to grab some new clean clothes, the new onesie was one of those ‘Freddy Fazbear’ ones that made you look like the star himself. Came with a little hood an everything, dressing him was a breeze. He cooperated nicely, giving a little squeal of joy when he was all dressed.

Moon couldn’t help but give him a little smile, he reached into the bag to see what else was left in there for them. He found a blanket which he was quick to wrap around the baby in a little burrito, a new pacifier…that made the baby’s nose look like Roxy’s snout. Sun was gonna have fun with that he knew it, some baby formula, a few more plush toys and lastly..an strangely a ‘Fazwatch’.

“Huh, must’ve got in there by accident.” Moon mused, throwing the bag over his shoulder he gently picked up the little burrito-ed baby and was just about to settle him back down to sleep…when he heard it.

[Thunk!Thunk!Thunk!Thunk!]

Freddy was back…

Moon turned around and the singer was towering over him, eyes wide with both concern and delight, if that was even possible.

“Easy Freddy, I was just doing a diaper change.” Moon handed Gregory too him, who was all too happy to be cuddling into the singer’s chest again.

“Awe, did you miss me?” Cooed the Singer.

Moon crossed his arms, giving Freddy a bit of a Cheshire smile…but that began to fade. It didn’t take a genius to notice..though with a baby cuddling into ones chest it made noticing things a little difficult. But Freddy eventually did, before he could say anything Moon raised his hand…the motioned him to follow over to the crib.

He was expecting Moon to order him to put Gregory in the crib but was…taken aback when Moon motioned him to sit down, even more so when Moon sat right by him. Freddy knew Moon just as well as his sibling did, he never ‘ever’ sat beside anyone, not even kids….

“Moon?”

He was staring at his feet for a moment…before looking back up at the singer.

“I think…I found out why the kid was left here.”

End pt.3

[all of this was inspired by pics drawn by @callmebread please check out their channel and instagram, further note NO they didn’t draw baby Gregory getting hurt IT’S IN MY STORY ONLY NOT THEIR ART!]

#fanfic #five nights at freddy's

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jasmine-the-fox · 4 years ago

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She got the helping hand she needed

Sorry for not writing anything for such a long time! Don’t worry Loose the model but win a hero is going to be updated soon enough... Just give me some time to read what I wrote so far and I might have a chapter or two up soon?

Marinette only wanted someone on her side after she spoke her side of the story, sure Chloe turned from believing Lila to protecting Mari and she had Kagami and Luka on her side... But her class, miss Bustier and her principal thought she was the bad guy, a bully, a thief or even a villain.

She really just wanted a friend, someone who would let her cry or someone who would listen to her... Even just give her a helping hand! But so far she didn’t have much help, she decided to go online to talk... With the hopes of finding her soulmate, yeah her soulmate... Something that Lila had claimed she was lying about, while Lila talks about her soulmate mark without showing it... Mari was showing her’s to her friends while trying to figure out who it was.

Chloe really wanted to help her, so she went on her international social media accounts and posted Mari’s mark asking for anyone who might have an idea on who might be her soulmate to reach out to her, she really hopes it might help as heck even Jagged Stone did the same thing! Asking his fans to help out with finding his niece’s soulmate making his fans agree and get to work, they began looking at the mark Mari has, asking there friends questions, asking what Marinette is like so they can try and pinpoint possible matches to the girl.

And so far people were doing there best to find something... But still there wasn’t much, anyone could match the orange and black smoking dragon wrapped around her neck and might not even want to reach out to her at all, it made sense since like Alya said if Mari does have a soulmate... They might not even like her and want nothing to do with her once they see her for who she is.

Until someone contacted her.

It was on her instagram, she was just uploading a new outfit she finished that was delivered that she could now reveal when she got the notification of someone reaching out to her on instagram, it was a boy around her age named Katsuki Bakugo. The guy was blond with spiky hair and sharp red eyes, he asked about the dragon design around her neck making her take a picture and sent it to him... Five minutes later he sent a picture of his left rib cage that shows a ladybug with a needle with a red thread.

He was her soulmate... They matched.

He asked if she was disappointed… Knowing her soulmate was an explosive guy who yells often... So it wasn’t smoke but explosions around the dragon, it then made sense to her and so she replied that she would like to meet him before making that decision, Katsuki explained that he was in Japan and he didn’t know if he would ever get a chance to go to Paris to meet her so she explained that she could wait and that for now this was enough for her.

But that didn’t mean her classmates cared about waiting...

They kept bothering her, kept pushing and hurting her, they laughed at her belief of having a soulmate when Lila claimed she was lying, for weeks and then months they kept going and made it worse for the young designer, then one day Lila claimed that the dragon was painted on her so Alya planned to dump water on Marinette to show the whole school that Marinette was lying about having a soulmate, so one day around lunch, Alya had with the help of Kim and Alix a huge container of water and waited over the entrance of the locker room for Mari to come out and when they saw her... They poured the water on her.

Everyone laughed at her... And then gasped.

The sight of the mark still being there proved that it wasn’t a fake... But seeing a boy with spike blonde hair with sharp red eyes glaring at everyone as he rushed towards Mari told them that he was her soulmate “You alright?” he asked softly as he handed her his jacket to cover her shivering body as they walked out of the school and towards the Grand hotel to get dry and dressed in dry clothes, Mari felt relief when she finally saw her soulmate for the first time, he brought her into the room he was staying in and brought her to the bathroom to take a hot shower while he get’s her a change of clothes.

Once she got out of the shower wrapped in a towel with her pigtails down, Katsuki had just set down on the bed a nice dress for her to wear, to find her hair down and slightly dripping with water made him quickly look away, tell her he got her some clothes and leave the room... He hopes she never finds out that he was the one to design her dress as a gift for when he meets her, it was Jasmine’s idea to be honest, Jasmine was his and Izuku’s childhood friend back when they were little and she with Izuku were known as the youngest people to find there soulmate since they met when they were four.

At the time, it was a big thing meeting your soulmate... But when your four? That’s something the world had to know, so Izuku did a lot of research about soulmates and proper gifts and discovered that handmade gifts show a great deal of love... So he made her a green bunny plushie as a gift, when Katsuki saw Marinette’s mark only through Jagged Stone’s fan website he went to look for Marinette and discovered she was his soulmate... Not knowing what to do Jasmine suggested he designs an outfit for her to wear... And he decided to not tell her he made it himself.

Just in case she rejects him in the end.

It was better this way... So he doesn’t feel the pain of her hating his work, he went to the room Izuku and Jasmine were sharing while his parent’s were out to get things ready for the photoshoot he was to work in, he knocked and Jasmine answered “Did something happen?” she asked as he barged into the room “Students laughed at her after someone dumped fucking water on her!” he exclaimed in anger making Izuku look at him in slight surprise “Kacchan... I get that your upset right now... But remember that you just met so your emotions are going to be all over the place right now” Izuku explained making Katsuki sigh and nod.

It was true, it has been confirmed that when you meet your soulmate or at least confirm who it is... Both person’s emotions go crazy for 24h of official meeting, so it’s best to be careful what you say of do when the pair is found “I just don’t know what to do?! What if she hates me!? I mean she was being bullied!! What will she think when she finds out what I used to do to you and Jasmine!?” he asked making Izuku sigh “I know it’s hard... But at least let her decide what she thinks? She might just surprise you” he explained as Katsuki sat down on the bed... He didn’t even notice Jasmine leaving the room to go find Marinette.

She walked into the room as Marinette cried with her phone in hand... She could tell the girl was going through something hard right now from something on her phone “Can I take a look at what is upsetting you?” she asked making Mari jump at her slightly, she then nodded and handed over her phone for Jasmine to look at... On the phone a girl named Alya was calling her a liar by getting a tattoo and claimed it to be her mark and then paying a guy to come over to the school to make them think there soulmates, a teacher sent an email saying she was getting detention for her actions at school and then a guy named Adrien was claiming to be disappointed in her on not taking the highroad like he said she should do.

She sighed and then moved to sit next to her on the bed “Allowing yourself to look at this isn’t healthy... Your allowing them to take you down into a depression to then end your life” Jasmine explained as she handed Mari her phone back “Katsuki would have been heartbroken if his mark vanished before meeting you... Let us help you to get better from this” she then offered and stood up with her hand stretched out for Marinette to take, she wasn’t all that sure of agreeing to be honest but the brunette seemed to be honest and kind... So Mari accepted the hand and follow the girl out of the room and towards another room where Katsuki and a curly green haired boy were.

The blonde turned to find Marinette still with her hair down but while wearing the beautiful sunset styled dress, he felt proud of designing the dress because she looked amazing while wearing it “You should call your parents and explain to them the situation” Jasmine said making Mari nod and quickly call them, explaining why she left school and her current location, they only ask for her to pick up her things from school and then stay safe where she was currently “If you want I can go to the school for you, just tell me your locker combination” Jasmine explained making Mari nod “Oh! Also i’m Jasmine Lessard and this is my soulmate Izuku Midoriya” Jasmine explained making the green haired boy nod to his introduction.

Jasmine left and came back with all of her things with a smile “Police came because someone witnessed the incident and demanded to see the CCTV footage and that the three students who dumped the water on you to be punished... So you don’t have detention anymore” she explained making Mari smile, but she was sure that it wasn’t over just yet, even so the trio began to talk to Mari about there life in Japan making Marinette happy about hearing all of this at the moment, after a while Jasmine left the room with Izuku to head out to find something to eat... Leaving Katsuki to reveal to his soulmate how he bullied his two friends from childhood.

And she still accepted him as her soulmate.

“Your trying to change your ways... The others changed for the worse while your fixing what you did wrong” she explained making him smile, the thought of her accepting him even after finding out that had bullied people before like she had gone through made him happy “I guess I should tell you... I actually designed the dress your wearing. My parents are fashion designers so it’s pretty much in the family” he explained making Mari smile at the news, the idea of her soulmate being close to designing made her happy at the fact he could help her in some ways, they began to talk about all kinds of things... Really anything they could think of until Izuku and Jasmine got back with Chloe right behind them with a look of relief at seeing Mari was alright.

For the next three days, Mari got to know Katsuki a little better making her really happy, after that he had work to do and wasn’t able to see her “Why don’t you come to the shoot? My parents have been bothering me since they saw the dress was gone” he explained making her smile and nod to the plan, when school ended she rushed home to put her things away and then went to the park to find Jasmine and Izuku were getting there make-up done for the shoot “Where’s Katsuki?” she asked making Jasmine look at her “He’s still changing... Turns out he and his mom don’t agree on something so there fighting at the moment” she explained making Mari nod as the two then moved to do the shoot.

She waited for a while as Adrien arrived with Lila, Alya and Nino with him, Lila noticed Mari and began to cry about how Mari had been sending her horrible texts about how her soulmate Katsuki Bakugo will hate her, Alya enraged was just about to head over when Katsuki went over to Mari with a lady who looked like him “Mari, this is my mom Mitsuki” he said making Marinette smile “So your the girl my brat Katsuki designed that dress for! My you are simply adorable!” she claimed making Mari blush at the woman's words.

Alya was lost, didn’t Lila say her soulmate was Katsuki? But that guy is Katsuki since she did show pictures of him... Did she lie? With a shake of her head she watched as Mitsuki took Mari away for something making Alya have no other choice but go back in defeat to her friends, Adrien moved away with Lila to get ready for there shoot while Alya told Nino what she heard “Maybe it’s the wrong guy? Just ask for his full name and see” he explained making her nod as she then saw Marinette dressed in a matching outfit to Katsuki walk over to the boy for a shoot together “You both look amazing! And your marks are in perfect view!” Mitsuki claimed as Alya saw the ladybug with sewing needle and red thread mark on Katsuki.

Lila lied. Katsuki wasn’t her soulmate... He was Marinette’s.

She looked over to Nino who had the same shocked face as she did, the duo then walked away for there shoot just as Lila and Adrien returned and a girl with short brown hair with the bottom half dyed red with glasses and a boy with curly green hair went to sit a little away from them “Oh my god it’s my BFF Jasmine! You know I actually helped her meet her soulmate Izuku a few years ago!” Lila claimed as Adrien while he did look interested... Actually winced at the lie “Dudette... Jasmine and Izuku were the youngest soulmate pair in history... They were four when they met and it’s still all over the news today” Nino explained as Lila went pale.

“You want to know something?” Alya asked the blind Lila who nodded with a smile “I saw the blonde boy, his name is Katsuki Bakugo and his mark on his left rib side... It’s a ladybug with a sewing needle and a red thread!” she claimed making Lila’s eyes widen in shock “The only one I remember being called a ladybug was Marinette who also loves to design clothes! We just began calling you our ladybug after you claimed Mari was insulting us and bullying you!” she exclaimed as Lila looked to be panicking at the fact she was found out like this.

Adrien on the other hand... Didn’t know what to do, he turned to look over where the two from the previous shoot were and saw that they were... Laughing and filming the whole thing, this was humiliating! If the video got out his father would be destroyed and known as the man who hired a liar as a model! He had to try and save himself, he looked around for some possible help but the sudden yelling fight between Alya and Lila made him move away to try and hide, he couldn’t believe he failed... He really thought that by being Lila’s friend she would at some point stop lying and change her ways... And yet it didn’t work... Instead his friends got hurt.

He began to look around for some help and ended up finding Marinette and Katsuki looking amazing during there shoot... Maybe even better then he and Lila ever could be really, he felt his heart break as he looked at his inner right wrist to where a beautiful vine of flowers graced his skin... He still didn’t know who his soulmate was and his father wanted him to date Lila, even so he tried looking at places with plants in Paris for his soulmate and could tell they weren’t in Paris at all... He just hopes to find them soon.

In the end Jasmine was actually livestreaming the whole incident with Izuku commenting the whole time in the chat... Letting everyone know about how Lila is a liar, how she tricked her classmates, teacher, principal and maybe even her parents and bullied his best friends soulmate... It went crazy and Lila was bombarded with insults on her social media... So much that she was reported and all her accounts were taken down, the class, Bustier and principal Damocles were also attacked for what they did to Marinette... Police ended up getting involved and investigated the school and class.

It took a month before the investigation was over, the class was punished, Bustier and Damocles were fired and Lila was sent to live in Italy... The class thought that things would then go back to how they were and would be friends with Mari again... But she never came back to class, there new teacher said she transferred to another school making them try to look around Paris for her... What they weren’t told was that she also left Paris for Japan to be with Katsuki and meet his friends.

She really did get the helping hand she needed all along.

#boku no hero academia #miraculous ladybug #miraculous salt #Katsuki bakugo #Marinette Dupain-Cheng #alya salt #lila salt #lila gets exposed #adrien salt #no quirks au #Soulmate au #oc #izuku midoriya #Izuku x oc #Marinette x katsuki #Oc Jasmine #no miraculous au

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theonlygamergost · 4 years ago

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A tattoo for a lost bet - Fd!au (2 / 3)

This fanfiction is based on the Family Dynamic au made by @antarctic-bay if you would like to know more, go check them out!!!

Also please bear in mind that the things written in this might not be canon!

This fic was corrected by the lovely @im-default

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Techno and Skeppy bet on stupid things, and sometimes their bets can have very severe consequence if lost.

If you want to, look at what Minetra’s desing of Techno tattoo

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Tw! Betting, swearing. Btw, this is very long

<---Previous part - Next part --->

Enjoy~

It was quite hard to keep such a big tattoo hidden from everyone, that was probably the only regret Techno had, but apart from that, he was actually quite enjoying his “rushed” decision.

It had passed enough time that he could carry his bag on both shoulders and didn’t have to put bandages anymore, just moisturizing cream and avoiding the sun.

Apart from some curious stares from Tommy, everyone else didn’t suspect anything… well, that was what he hoped.

He was expecting Skeppy to laugh at him for getting a floral themed tattoo, but on the contrary, Skeppy loved it very much. He was also the only one that knew about Techno’s tattoo, so he felt special when Techno changed next to him or took off his hoodie to reveal it, it felt like one of those pinky promises girls made with their BFF's. There was no denying that Skeppy was a bit clingy and overprotective with Techno, so it really felt special.

But of course, to keep that secret a secret, Techno had to get some habits to avoid showing his elbow and shoulders:

Taking off his hoodie if he had a t-shirt was a bad idea, so if it was a little warmer he had to deal with the heat, nothing too bad. Before and after P.E., he had to change in the bathroom stalls, sneakingly taking his clothes and changing without any teacher noticing, it wasn’t hard.

T-shirts were a no-go, but it was autumn, he would have thought about how to deal with the heat when the situation arose. The only time he wore t-shirts was as a PJ, but he made sure to wear it once in his room right before jumping into bed.

The few time he slipped up and was about to get caught were pretty stupid: One time Wilbur walked in the bathroom while Techno was having a shower, good thing he was on his phone though, so he walked in, gave Techno a minor heart attack, brushed his teeth while checking socials and walked out.

Another time was during P.E. he was so concentrated on dodgeball he didn’t realize that he had rolled up his sleeves, he didn’t notice it for about thirty minutes or so until Skeppy walked up to him, softly smacked him and pointed at his arms, good thing everyone else was also pretty concentrated and there was too much pressure and adrenaline to notice a small hint of ink on his arm.

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It was a pretty chill morning, the alarms didn’t go off yet but Tommy was already awake.

After taking his time in the bathroom, enjoying the fact that for once he wasn’t crushed by his brothers rushing to get out before they were too late. He almost went to have breakfast but stopped, noticing that Techno’s room wasn’t locked.

Techno had always had this habit to lock his room’s door before going to bed, yes, Phil allowed him to do so only because all of the door’s keys were the same.

The young Pandel couldn’t stop thinking about how Techno’s left shoulder looked a little bit puffier, it had returned to normal recently but Tommy couldn’t help but worry about his brother: He knew by experience that it looked awfully familiar to a bandage, did Techno get hurt? Did someone beat him up? If someone had dared beat him up he was going to-

His mind was too offuscated by worry and anger to think straight, so he carefully entered Techno’s room, he was a pretty heavy sleeper so the chances of waking him up were slim, but he still approached him carefully.

He was laying on his stomach, sheets unpinned from the mattress and his small crown pillow and pig plushie were at each side of his head.

He walked up to the right side of the bed to notice something coming out of his sleeve all the way to his elbow. In the darkness he couldn’t see what it was, but the small strays of light coming from the blinds made it look like… Ink?

Tommy shook his head and took out his phone to use the flashlight, there was no way Techno had gotten a tattoo, Phil would have never allowed it, plus he didn’t tell them about it so-

His eyes widened in shock as he covered his mouth to avoid screaming, it took all of his will power to not drop the phone.

T-Techno had a tattoo? HIS nerdy brother Techno had a tattoo?!

He shined the light on his elbow again to see better the simple floral design contrasting on Techno’s pale skin. He lightly pinched and moved the hem of the sleeve to find that the tattoo kept going.

He gulped in anticipation and grabbed the collar of his t-shirt to reveal his shoulder.

Tommy emitted a small noise after dropping to the ground and pushing himself all the way to the wall behind him.

What the fuck?

He quickly turned off the light and placed his hands on his ears, but instead of blocking out noises, he wanted to keep his thoughts away.

What was happening? Why did Techno get a tattoo without asking and without telling?!

Tommy’s head started spinning, he needed fresh air.

After bolting out of Techno’s room and opening the window in his room, taking long, deep breaths, he decided he couldn’t keep this for himself, if Phil found out Techno was going to be in huge trouble:

He had to speak with Wilbur.

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Tommy

Wilbur meet me in the cafeteria at

lunch, usual table.

Wooly

Wtf do you want gremlin?

Tommy

I’m serious Will, meet. me.

there.

Wooly

Fine, but listen to your

lecture. Gremlin child.

Rolling his eyes, he placed the phone in his pocket, how was he supposed to focus on the class when Techno could potentially be in big trouble?

Yes, he was mad that Techno had gotten a tattoo without asking and he had gotten one before he did, but he couldn’t let him get in trouble with Phil just because he was jealous.

As soon as the bell rang and the class ended, he b-lined to the cafeteria, grabbing his lunch and sitting at the table he and Wilbur usually met at.

While waiting impatiently, out of the corner of his eyes he noticed Techno sitting alone, reading a book while listening to music.

Wilbur sat down in front of him, “What do you want” Tommy took a deep breath, placing his elbows on the table and allowing his forehead to lean on his intertwined hands, he started speaking.

“Techno betrayed us, Wilbur” the brown-haired boy bent his head to one side, “and he could potentially be in big trouble, big I tell you” Wilbur shot a glance at Dream who was approaching Techno’s table, sitting next to him and taking one of his earbuds and placing it in his ear, Techno didn’t seem to mind.

He now also placed his elbows on the table and intertwined his fingers in a reflecting pose, “Elaborate”.

Tommy took another deep breath and started explaining to Wilbur what he knew. From his suspicion of the puffier shoulder, to the thought that it could have been a bandage, to him seeing the tattoo this morning.

Wilbur’s eyes widened, going back between Techno and Tommy, “T-there is no way Techno did such a thing Tommy, don’t be childish” he tried to regain his composure, “W-Will I’m not lying! You have to trust me it’s true!”

Wilbur didn’t want to believe Tommy, but he felt that what he was saying was true.

“There is only one way to find out” He got on his feet and walked to Techno’s direction, Tommy doing the same.

“Hello Dream, hello brother” He greeted the two boys, both too concentrated in their books to notice the world around them.

“I need to talk to you Techno, mind if I take him for a few minutes?” Techno leaned his head to one side, when Wilbur called him brother it was never a good sign.

“Oh sure, we weren’t doing anything either way.” he gave Techno the left earbud back and greeted him as he left with his two brothers. They looked awfully serious, hopefully, Techno wasn’t in any trouble.

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“Take your hoodie off”

“No”

They had locked themselves into one of the supply closets, the smell of pavement cleaner and bleach filled their nostrils every time they inhaled.

“Why not Technoblade?” Wilbur had a very serious expression on his face, Tommy wasn’t talking, too scared to interrupt any psychological trick he was probably pulling on his brother.

“Why should I?” The older brother exhaled audibly, “You don’t have a choice Techno. Take. your. hoodie. off.”

Was this the end?

Techno took his red hoodie off, revealing a dark grey shirt with a white print spelling “Whatever” with three dots.

“Where is it Tommy” He looked back at the young blonde boy almost hiding behind him, “l-left arm” he stuttered, Wilbur looked back at Techno and looked at him right in the eyes.

“You either pull up your left sleeve, or I pull up your left sleeve” Wilbur didn’t like to be this threatening, but he knew that if he wasn’t, Techno was just going to ignore him.

This was the end

Looking down at the floor, Techno sighed and slowly pulled his sleeve up to his elbow, he couldn’t look at his brother’s reaction, but he could feel their gaze of disappointment, shock and betrayal on his skin.

“Why did you get a tattoo Technoblade?! Are you mad?” “I didn’t have a choice Wilbur” “What kind of excuse is that?! Of course you had a choice! Why did you not ask first” “Phil wouldn’t have agreed-” “There is a GOOD FUCKING REASON WHY HE WOUNDN’T HAVE AGREED!!!” Wilbur slammed his fist on the metallic locker, making a harsh noise that made everyone jump.

Silence fell between the brothers, none of them was able to look at each other. Tommy was expecting Wilbur to get angry, but not this angry.

The sound of the bell announcing the return to class, made Wilbur straighten his back, “I will tell Phil about this when he comes back, I’m sorry to give him this news after a tiring day of work, but we will talk about this more after dinner.” He unlocked the door as Techno put his hoodie back on, “After school, you’re coming back straight home, even if I struggle to trust you right now Technoblade, I trust you to do as I said.” Wilbur nodded at Tommy to follow him out, leaving Techno to grab his backpack and leave after them. He wasn’t hoping it would go like this.

After sitting down in his class, he took his phone out and texted the only person he could think of right now.

Technoblade

If I die tonight, you get my

potato farm.

Nerd

Why lol

Nerd

Don’t tell me Phil found out

about the tattoo

Technoblade

He will when Wilbur tells

him

Nerd

OH SHIT

Nerd

I’ll pray for you to come

back alive tomorrow at

school

Technoblade

You’re not helping me

Skeppy

The professor entered the classroom and started his lecture, Techno left his phone in the pocket of his hoodie for almost thirty minutes. He was about to place it back in his backpack as he glanced at the notification coming from Skeppy:

New message from Nerd

This is also my fault, sorry dude, I’ll help you

tomorrow with anything I can

Techno smiled and slipped the phone in his backpack, Skeppy was chaotic, but when he wanted, he could be very thoughtful and nice.

#technoblade #ph1lza #tommyinnit #wilbur soot #skeppy #dreamwastaken #fd!au #fd au #mcyt fanfiction #fanfiction #my fanfiction #my writing #writing

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all-might-can-smash-me · 4 years ago

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In The End

Shouta Aizawa / Eraserhead x Reader! Apocalyptic au featuring Eri and Shinsou

Summary: The end came before your eyes without even a single glance, sending Aizawa, you and your family drifting from place to place, isolated away in fear, but arguments bubble up, fear brews, but forgiveness will prevail....

Warning: Mentions of murder, angst!, fighting, parental fighting, mention of suicidal thoughts, self deprecation

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It happened so quick, so unexpected.....

You were finally enjoying a family meal together, all happy, all smiling. Eri went on and on about her little antics throughout the day, Shinsou would entently listen to the young girl’s words, but then would listen to the few words of advice and critiques that your husband would quickly and quietly add in, you’d tell your own opinion and advice as well to the teen, but then would top it off with words of encouragement to the future hero. Eri would of course excitedly add onto the compliments and encouragement as well....but then a phone call split the happy conversations.

“Sorry guys, I’ll be back...” grumbled out your husband who tugged out his phone from the pocket of his pants, hand playfully ruffling Eri’s hair as he walked by, now off to the shadows of the hall, voice low as he spoke into the cellular device.

“I thought this was dad’s off day?” Eri questioned softly and worriedly, those huge eyes now looking up to you nervously, Shinsou quick to clear his throat.

“Probably something with the school, you know? Or at the agency? Maybe someone forgot their A B C’s and can’t file away the documents properly.” He joked, Eri letting out a giggle as she looked across the table and to the older teen. From the time spent together with him....he was simply an older brother in her eyes, a cool older brother that she would envy a friend for if she didn’t have an older sibling.

“Well that’s silly if they forgot the alphabet! I know all mine!” She said proudly as she giggle into the glass of water she was drinking from, you shaking your head as you laughed at the two.

“It is very silly of them to forgot their alphabet, but I’m guessing everyone is done?” You questioned, the two nodding their heads, you already standing up from your chair. “Alright then....clean up the table so we can all play phase 10!” You said, Eri already excitedly climbing down from her chair, running to Shinsou’s side to gently and carefully take the plates he handed to her, now at the sink, using her small foot to push forward a small step stool to reach the sink, hands already washing away carefully at the dishes. Shinsou of course wiped down the table and was soon at her side to try away the dishes, you placing away the leftovers in the fridge. That’s when finally your husband cleared his throat carefully, you already feeling the dread well up in your shoulders as you stood across from him in the privacy of the shadowy hallway.

“Are they really making you go back? We finally get a night together as a family, do they not realize you are a husband and a father?” You whispered out harshly, arms crossed over your chest as you felt yourself grow more heated with anger at the possibilities that swarmed your head, but Shouta only shook his head, casting a quick glance to the two kids at the sink before looking back to you, leaning in close to pass along his quiet words.

“No...something else happpened...” he whispered out, hands now holding your arms gently. “A virus of some sort is out, it’s making people go rabid, crazy, they are eating the living.” He spoke out, now nervously looking back to the kitchen before back to you. “They want you three to evacuate to the bunker for our area, I need to go and help out...” he continued on, you vigorously shaking your head, but he only reached his hands up to caress your cheeks, putting your protests to a stop. “I’ll be fine, it will only be for the day, by the sounds of it, it will be easily containable, right? Only a few people and areas need to be quarantined.”

If only it were as simple as he put it....

“Come on little sis, we have to get our stuff together...” Shinsou spoke out as he stepped into the young girl’s room, already pulling out a bag and carefully packing away clothes in it, Eri only quietly grabbing her booksack, placing away a few things such as the photo album she had, a small Polaroid camera, a cat plushie, and of course a note book and her trusty pencil case. She didn’t even protest as Shinsou motioned for her to lift her arms, cat sweater now pushed down onto her body.

“I thought we were suppose to play Phase 10...” she mumbled out sadly, listening to the harsh zip of her bag, now slowly placing on her book sack, Shinsou now lugging her bag out of her room along with his own.

“Maybe another night, dad is just busy being a hero right now and we have to follow the orders the public safety wants us to do.” He explained quietly, her hand now holding onto the hem of his jacket as the two of them now stood at the door, you now clutching onto a bag, booksack upon your back as you gave the house one last run down, Shouta already opening the door and ushering the three of your out, all piling up into the car.

The bunker was ok....your family got a corner to yourselves, curtains separating each area designated for each family or household. You tried to keep Eri oblivious to the chaos around you, Shinsou did as well for your sake. Though the little facade would be on the verge of cracking each time Shouta would arrive back from his time out from up above, those eyes telling you everything you needed to know as he would lean down to give hugs and gentle pecks atop the heads of Eri and Shinsou as they lounged about on a futon playing cards or coloring. As time went on, the people within the bunker would become more aggressive. Fights would break out upon simple disagreements, then the food began to dwindle down, people now leaving. Finally someone was discovered to be murdered. People turned onto each other until finally someone was booted out and left sobbing at the bunker’s entrance, though their wails went horrifyingly silent hours later.

“We are leaving...” Shouta simply spoke out as he stepped up to the three of you, capturing weapon still around his neck, goggles upon his face. “Shinsou...suit up...” he spoke out, the boy giving a quick nod before his won capturing weapon was placed on, voice changing angling lazily around his neck.

“What do you mean? Are we going back home?!” Eri excitedly spoke out as she quickly started to gather her things together. The young girl looked up to her adoptive father with wide eyes, struggling to place on her cat sweater that he reached down to help her with.

“Not quite yet, sweetheart, we are gonna go on a road trip, you know what that is..” he spoke out with a soft smile as he booped her nose with the tip of his finger. “Remember, we went on one not too long ago for the holiday to see the beach.” He said, Eri nodding her head now holding onto your hand as the three of you quickly made your way to the exit, a deep gulp sounding from your throat as the door opened with a groan, the dark shadows of night greeting the four of you as you scurried quickly to his car....now leaving the bunker behind with only a single glance....

“I’m tired of this...” came out Eri’s soft voice as she lazily bobbed the fishing rod in her hand, watching the bobber softly move with her movements, the stream rushing past to freedom down the small creak.

“I know you are, but we need something for dinner tonight...” Shouta mumbled out, pants rolled up to his knees as he stepped into the rushing water of the creak, letting out a shiver as he waded through the cold water, hands diving in to tug out a trap from the water. “4 of them...” he muttered out as he was already now back onto the rocky banks of the creak, dumping the caught fish in a basket, Eri only frowning as she watched them flop about hopelessly. “You think this is enough?” He asked, hand now wiping away the sweat upon his brow.

“With four we each get our own fish, that sounds like a lot, don’t you think?” She asked as she began to real in her line, already placing the hook on the pole so it wouldn’t swing everywhere.

“Smarty pants, I should put you in charge of rationing.” He teasingly said as he grabbed the pole from her, shoes now back upon his feet. “Grab the basket of fish and let’s head back to camp.” He hummed out, Eri nodding her head as she did as she was told, now silently walking beside him, listening to their footsteps upon the forest floor.

“You think mom and Shinsou should be back?” She asked quietly, small hands readjusting themselves upon the handle of the basket, eyes staring down to the fish that seemed to still strain to breath. It brought a pang of sadness through her chest, but she quickly looked up to Shouta.

“Either they will be back already or should be getting back just as we are.” He said reassuringly.

It was only 2 months of living in that bunker until the four of you escaped. Now it was nearing a year of drifting throughout the country, surviving, living, trying. From the beginning it was decided the world was untrustworthy, so you and Shouta isolated yourselves away from it all. It was hard at first, but a rhythm was found as time went on and everyone adapted and grew stronger. Eri didn’t understand it at first...but now she did...hopefully. Sometimes things still bugged the young girl.

“Stay close ok? I’ll be setting up the fire..” Shouta spoke out as he set aside the equipment he lugged around, now taking the basket from her and stepping up to the makeshift fireplace. Eri only side as she sat off to the side, book bag now off of her back and in her lap, now digging through it. Her camera thy was currently dead and out of film....photo album....colors...it made her sigh as she looked to the items, having seen them every day for the past year.

“Hey!” Called out a voice, Eri turning her head to let out an excited gasp. “We’re back!” Called out Shinsou as he jogged forward, you following close behind. “And guess what I found?!” He excitedly spoke out, know kneeling down to place his bag on the ground, unzipping it before shoving a hand in, digging around before tugging out a few items.

“No way!” Eri shouted out as she quickly grabbed hold of the couple boxes of film and the batteries for her camera. She was already motioning Shinsou to follow her as she plopped herself down at her back back, camera in her hands as she swapped out the batteries and discarded the empty cartridge, now replacing it and bring it up to her face, pointing it to Shinsou before taking a quick snap, the camera already humming to life as the Polaroid now jutted out from the camera. “Thanks Shinsou! You are the best!” She excitedly spoke out as she watched the picture develop, quickly placing it away in the photo album she carried.

“We need to move out tomorrow...” you spoke out quietly, Shouta now tiredly poking away at the growing fire, though was carefully for the sun was now beginning to set. “Me and Shinsou got close to the city limits and saw...hoards of those infected people.” You whispered out as you took the stick from him to begin poking at the fire, he only giving a grunt as he placed down a pan carefully over the fire, letting his hand hover over to feel if it was heating up. “I’m being serious Shouta..” you hissed out quietly, he rubbing at his face as he looked to you.

“I’m trying the best I can...” he tiredly whispered back as he glanced over his shoulder and to Shinsou and Eri, him now carefully placing the fish upon the pan, the sizzle making a growl grow within the depths of his stomach. “I just don’t know....” he sighed out in defeat, looking back to you. “The words is nice to a certain extent, we are exposed out here, we can’t see if anything is going to sneak up on us...” he explained as clicked the chopsticks in his hands absentmindedly, now using it to carefully push around the cooking fish. “A small town could be a good option...but how much supplies will it have to sustain us? Will there be any hoards of infected passing through?” He continued on, now looking to you “The city is a no go by what you have spoken..” he pointed out, though you bit your lip....

“We ran into a group today...” Shinsou now spoke out from behind the two of you, Shouta now slowly standing up and looking down to the teen, a scowl upon his face, you now quickly shooting up from your spot on the ground.

“What?” He spoke out, Eri now silently watching the scene play out before her, the sizzle of the fish now filling the silence.

“Me and mom ran into a few others, they are part of a group! The made a community, it has protection, heroes protecting, food, gardens..” Shinsou continued on excitedly, nervously, almost in a shout. It felt like he needed to shout in order for the man before him to actually hear him.

“You weren’t going to tell me this?” He spoke accusingly to you, which you only looked off to the side. “We can’t trust those people Shinsou!” He said as he looked away from you and back to the teen. “Remember the days in the bunker? It will all go down the same. They will be so happy to accept us with open arms, but the minute hard times hit people will fight and kill each other.” He angrily spoke out, a vein beginning to pop from his forehead. “Don’t be so gullible, boy! I can’t believe you two even interacted with these people! They could be tracking us now and planning to attack!” He continued on, though Eri yelped, grabbing the chopsticks from Shouta’s hands to quickly flip the fish in the pan before it would completely burn on the side it was sizzling on. “Scoot..” he grumbled out as he was now kneeled back down, chopstick back in his grasp.

“Really? You are going to use one experience from a year ago to discourage everything?” Shinsou soon spoke out, now looking over the older man who was knelt down. “This could be something good for all of us! Yet you are too scared to even check it out, to give it a chance!” He argued, hands clenched in fist. “This life we are living now? It’s meaningless!” He shouted out, tears threatening to fall from his eyes. “I wake up, I eat, I look for supplies and come back! That’s it’s! What’s the point of even waking up then? I’m striving to live, but for what? There is no becoming a hero anymore or having the highest score on a video game..” he continued on, Shouta now standing back up.

“Shinsou!” He said in shock as he looked down to him, but you were now at the teen’s side, now holding him in your arms as he let those tears flow into your shoulder. A hand gently rubbed at his back as you whispered down to him, which every now and then he would only softly nod his head. It was as if you were cradling and rocking away a child, but you didn’t mind one bit. Though Shouta only looked down to the sniffles beside him, now looking down to Eri who silently let her own tears fall. “Come here...I’m sorry...” he soon muttered out, though she only dodged his hands that went to comfort her, now clinging onto Shinsou’s legs as she sniffled and cried into the fabric of his pants. Shouta could only stand before the three of you, the guilt now plaguing his insides as he couldn’t help but just feel that he was the big bad wolf before the three of you, terrifying and destructive. Even at dinner the three of you huddled up together, you comforting the two kids as they ate away at the fish, Shinsou and Eri’s eyes puffy from their crying. Shouta could only sit from a distance and watch though the flickering glow of the fire, that guilt still clawing and ripping at his insides as Shinsou’s words still stabbed his brain and taunted him.

Horrible dad...

Horrible husband...

It’s all your fault that your whole family hates you....

Those thoughts came to a halt as he got up, now moving towards the edges of the makeshift camp to toss away the bones left of the fish he ate, staring to the one that was burned to a crisp during the argument earlier and dumped. He let his shoe crunch down onto it slowly, a scowl upon his face as he gave it a good kick before returning, those three pairs of eyes upon him as he awkwardly walked by, mind swarming with thoughts....

It didn’t help either that upon bedtime, you, Shinsou, and Eri curled up, to what it appeared to him, as far away from him as possible, leaving him to only let the angry thoughts hurl insults at his mind, the anxiousness eating away at Shouta. It lingered through his dreams and to morning when everyone was now packed and ready to move again.

“I’m trying!” He finally shouted out into the silence, now turning around to stare to the three, Shinsou and Eri tucked comfortingly under your arms and grasp. “I’m trying the best I can here, ok?” He spoke into the silence, looking to the eyes that only stared at him. “You three are the only reason why I’m even still standing here. If you weren’t!? Then yeah...what would be the point!” He shouted out, hands clutched into fist. “I don’t want to lose the three of you yet somehow right now I feel like I am and you are all still right in front of me.” His yells turned into a sob that he quickly suppressed with a hand, tears already rolling down his cheek. “I’m so sorry that you’ve been feeling like that Shinsou and that I’ve been too stupid to even see it....” he finally managed out. “I’m so sorry..” he managed through his tears and sobs, the man now sinking to the ground. “I can’t take being looked to like I’m the villain...” he shakily spoke out, harsh sniffles and sobs now uncontrollably as stared to the ground through his tear filled vision. He felt arms around him and when he blinked away the tears he saw Eri and Shinsou now kneeled before him, hugging him. Shouta let his arms wrap around the two of them like his life depended on it, his hands gently gliding over the hair on their heads to just reassure himself that they were there in his arms.

“I am so sorry....” he almost whimpered out, pressing kisses against their cheeks as he pulled back to admire them, a hand on either of their cheeks. Though then he finally let his eyes rested upon you, a hand reaching out to gently grab ahold of one of yours.

Those loving eyes of yours always sent a jolt through his body....

“Let’s go find us a group...we’ll try that now...”

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ivanaskye · 6 years ago

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So I finished KH3. Some thoughts, in a bullet-point list, because my brain isn’t quite working well enough for connected prose:

There… wasn’t a lot of signaling to the audience about when the game would start ramping up to end. Specifically, there was no middle game—there was plenty of low-consequences world-hopping and gallivanting, right up to the point where suddenly we’re rescuing Aqua and then everyone’s talking about a final battle and then oh heck it’s over.

Lots of things could have made this better, but the most glaring omission was an actual *final checkpoint* before heading onto the last battle. Previous games had huge doors you had to pass, which would actually say “there is no turning back from this point, do you want to proceed?”. This game didn’t, and it really could have used it (especially since there were some false endings before the actual final ending.)

Similarly, keyblade power levels didn’t ramp up quite enough as the game went on—yeah, there were some pretty powerful ones, but there wasn’t really an equivalent to Oblivion as an actual late-game keyblade. There also didn’t seem to be a lot of form-changes with minor teleportation abilities other than Rage Form—and since those were the most powerful form-changes in BBS, it’s what I would have expected as a signal for “okay, we’re almost at full power, the game will end soon.”

Actually, just… the transition directly from a disney world to the freaking Keyblade Graveyard was. Not a good idea. A full location in between as buffer would have been really nice.

ALSO, some of the final -ga spells, and freaking glide, only got obtained in the Keyblade Graveyard! That really implied that either the Graveyard would be larger than it was, or that there’d be something after it, or… something.

Pivoting thoughts here, the treasure chest situation was the best the series has done since the very first game—you actually had to work to find some of these, which was always one of my favorite parts about the first game.

The lucky emblems added to that a lot too.

Although every single time I found a lucky emblem, I screamed and/or groaned. “REALLY? THAT PILE OF BARRELS IS MICKEY TOO? HE’S EVERYWHERE!!”

Ratatouille is adorable and I love him.

But cracking eggs is apparently not one of Sora’s skills.

Actually, Sora pretty much has no skills other than hitting things with a big key. Literally everyone teases him for this. All of Sora’s conversations seem to end in him getting ROASTED, which is hilarious.

But of course, the best roast in the game was from Woody to Xehanort: “You’ve never had friends, have you?”

As always, there are just so many Xehanorts.

But unfortunately, despite that one speech about how if the world starts over maybe there’ll be less darkness(???), his motivations are still pretty unclear. “Yeah I time-traveled a lot and recruited a bunch of people and created all these heartless and put in decades of work…. because uhhhh…. there will be more light in the world if it starts over!”

Meanwhile, Eraqus: “lol dude, #AtItAgain I see, you should probably stop trying to end the world, but then do you wanna hug?”

Speaking of characters, THE WHOLE GANG WAS HERE. Literally basically everyone made an appearance. Which I really liked!

But… the villains who had whole worlds to introduce their return in (Larxene, Marluxia, Evil!Riku, Vanitas, Luxord) didn’t have full-scale battles in those worlds. Which would have been fine if they had them later! They were, each of them, set up to become a bigger deal as the game went on… and then barely re-appeared between their introduction world and the Keyblade Graveyard, in which you didn’t even fight them one at a time, but three at a time, like each was suddenly inconsequential or something? TBH, Luxord probably got the best deal of the bunch, because at least you kinda do fight him one-on-one in the carribbean.

Poor Demyx, though…. dude only had two scenes…

Even/Vexen was also kinda sidelined, but in a way that worked better (especially since he’s had plenty of spotlight earlier in the series)

HOWEVER, as a general thing, the return of LITERALLY EVERYONE was super cool! I screamed in excitement when Ienzo showed up. NEVER had I even DARED TO HOPE that he might get a moment in this game, and here he was with several!

THE IENZO + EVEN + AELEUS + ANSEM THE WISE (+ DEMYX???) REFORMED EVIL SCIENTIST CROWD. I LOVE THEM.

See also: Xion’s return, THE SAIX THING, pretty much everything to do with Axel, Namine…

On the other hand, I kind of wanted more content for most of these groups. I didn’t really expect it, but come on, if this game can’t throw me the bone of EXPLAINING IT’S MAIN VILLAIN’S PRIMARY MOTIVATION, it can at least distract me with more drawn-out side goodies…

I haven’t even talked about the gameplay yet

Bullet lists are hard

ANYWAY THE BATTLE SYSTEM WAS GREAT, and basically had everything I wanted??? Good motivation to use a LOT of magic, frequent form-changes(!!!), other cool/weird ways to do damage (focus lock, attractions), and of course the usual attack mechanisms. Some form-changes even gave ways to attack at range!

(I ended up using ranged combat whenever possible, wearing three cufflinks at once for ALL THE HIGH MAGIC. I avoided using cure pretty much always so that I could keep up the magic, lol.)

(On that note, I used a LOT of aero and water in the early game, because I got those cufflinks first, but unfortunately, like always, Thundaga eventually replaced almost all other magic as the clear most powerful. Sigh.)

Also! Wall-running and flowmotion! Those are pretty much literally just The Things Sora Did In The Final Battle of KH2, but now he can do them All The Time, which really shows the character power progression even though due to video game mechanics, he had to start over at level 1, lolsob.

Speaking of Sora progression, he kind of has character development now! I sort of finally care about him! And then he just disappears forever lmao

Having ALL the characters back together really highlights KH’s tendency to have, basically, RECURSIVE TRIOS, which is kind of cool even though I kind of wish that maybe ONE of these trios could have two+ girls instead of one or none??? Please???

Speaking of sexism, Aqua saying “it’s my time to shine” and then immediately getting thrown across the room for Ventus to save her was… uh, classic.

Otoh Anti-Aqua was one of the coolest villain designs of the series

There were Not Enough worlds.

HOWEVER, The Caribbean in this game was the best KH world in the franchise’s history, IMO. GORGEOUS underwater scenery, also gorgeous above-land scenery, AND SO MANY ISLANDS TO EXPLORE. Completely non-plot-relevant islands! That you could just go to! And look for treasure in, like a pirate! (There was a lot of treasure… that one sunken ship had, what, five chests in one place? It was the ideal pirate aesthetic.)

Also the Caribbean had the best BG music.

Sora DEFINITELY has a crush on Jack Sparrow.

…On the other hand, if I’m gonna mention worlds I DIDN’T like, the plot in San Fransokyo was so cheesy I almost died.

Olympus was great though! It had such good design!

Corona made me desperately want it to be summer, it was great.

IT’S TOO COLD OUTSIDE FOR ARENDELLE, ESPECIALLY WHEN SORA DOESN’T HAVE A COAT— but it was really, really pretty.

Axel’s “Don’t you know how popular I am? I have tons of fans rooting for me!” was one of the funniest lines of the series.

There is not enough Winnie The Pooh content and that makes me really sad.

It’s even WORSE in that Sora actually SAYS, “oh, I’m losing my connection to Pooh, and I think I know why,” and then just… leaves, like that’s fine??? IT’S NOT FINE, SORA.

IT’S NOT FINE

Also idk if that cat plushie is a character from some FF game, but they’re the Worst Possible Version of Mandos.

(Cute, but. Hmmmm.)

ALL THAT SAID…

I have yet to mention the most important part of the game.

WHICH IS THE FLANTASTIC SEVEN.

They… are pudding.

They wiggle!

They ask you to play games with them!

They’re so cute!

They’re into vore!

I LOVE THEM!

Tl;dr: The game felt like it ended too suddenly, which made me sad because it was doing so much to fight my depression. But I loved playing most of it, and I really need a flan plushie now…

#this is the longest and least organized freaking post #kh3 #kh3 spoilers #obviously.

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kyotakumrau · 7 years ago

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京個展~子宮で視る脳排泄~

kyo’s solo exhibition ~Observation of the brain excretion in the uterus~ 2018.05.09-19 report

The gallery LE DECO is located a few minute walk from Shibuya station so it didn’t take long to get there (only if you use the right exit though 😂). But on the first day we got quite bad weather, so it was a relief when staff let us in. On the side note, kudos to the staff member who had to announce ‘people who came to see [Observing of the brain excretion in the uterus] please line up to use the elevator’ over and over. He definitely made passersby do a double take hearing the event name 😂

The entrance floor - 6F

Once in the building we were told to wait for the start of the time slot. There was a screen with a projector showing the live footage from DIR EN GREY mode of VULGAR tour and sukekiyo, followed by the short interview (it will get a separate post). I actually didn’t notice it at first, but on the second day I went with a friend who is Toshiya’s fan and she pointed out that DIR’s footage was a perfect 'Kyo’s angle’ - the most you could see of other nembers was Toshiya’s or Shinya’s arm 😂 At some shows that’s exactly what I see… sukekiyo’s footage was from Kyo’s birthday show at Mynavi Akasaka BLITZ, I really hope it will be released at some point! I really enjoyed seeing this performance again. *On the 13th dir mode of kisou*On the 15th there was footage from sukekiyo’s 2015 The Unified Field tour instead of DIR’s. *on the 16th there was DIR footage from the mode of TMOAB.*on the 19th VULGAR again (inside joke - and we couldn’t become one).

The stamps for goshuin books were also located on this floor and some people used them when we were waiting (and no one was actually checking if you used a goshuin book or not). There were two designs, Zemeckises one with Hui and Kyo’s picture drawn by Junji Ito.

When it was finally time for the time slot to start staff started to call people one by one. On the first day people were surprised as they didn’t deduct that the 1st slot numbers start from 101, but staff quickly changed the way of calling from number 1 to 101 ;) Over the number 50 they changed to calling by 5s. Upon ticket check we received a small water bottle with a label with a event logo and a silver plastic bag. When checking the bag later I saw it had 'Kyo’s mask’ and a memorial ticket inside. Each mask had a small curse omikuji glued on the back, there were five kinds (collected all to be happily cursed!😍):

◆平等とは平等で非ず・ equality is never truly equal ◆己を決めるのは己のみ・only I decide about myself ◆時間は必ず貴方を良くも悪くも変えてくれる・the time will always change you, be it for better or worse ◆噴き出す感情はそのままで良い、より人間らしく・it’s fine to just let strong feelings out, it’s more human ◆状況を変えられないのではなく変えないだけ・it’s not that one cannot change the situation one just don’t And from this point we used stairs to move between floors.

The Zemeckises floor - 5F

This floor entrance greeted us with a dark red curtain, The Zemeckises sign over it. On the second day they added draped brown curtain with decorative tassels over the plain red one (was it one of the things that didn’t arrive on time? *on the 15th I noticed there were two additional panels! (CHAOS one and 'cute guy’ one)). Inside we could enjoy various panels with what I’m guessing were scenes from the upcoming picture book. It was so lovely to see Hui so much! One of them had Hui-chan standing in front of the bridge leading to a small street, on the buildings and shop signs we could see sukekiyo name and their various songs titles.

It was also nice to see the set of 4 TVs previously used at Madaraningen shops and sukekiyo shows. This time they played three Zemeckises videos in the loop. First one that was used to promote VITIUM (introducing family living in the dark forest), Second was the promotion of PERSUASIO - Mama murders someone, Penyu is being persuaded he should bear darker intentions towards humans and older bro introducing sukekiyo as their footage was on TV Third had all family members saying what they are missing: Big bro: DIR音源がない Raimi: 心がない Mama: sukekiyoのライブがない Baby bro: ダブルチーズバーガーがない Papa: ママのご飯がない Penyu: お菓子がない Penyu held a book and walked through the forest, his whole family following him closely. He ended up on the ground, family jumped on him, there was a light flashing from his eyes and… cliffhanger 😂

I liked here how '3D-ish’ the panels were, for example there was a standing figure of family members in front of the panels creating a scene together. The figure of Mama who was sitting with Raimi even was sat on the chair in pieces so if you looked from the right angle it looked very good! There was also a proper figure of Papa with his eye lit up in red connected to the panel with dressed up Mama (it was in front of the TVs). I don’t want to explain panels too much, Kyo said in the interview that it was hard preparing this floor because the book is not out yet, but some of them were also used as the designs for goods.

The Shikkaku floor - 4F

It was absolutely brilliant ♥♥♥ From the first view - after going through the first black curtain with exhibition name on it, this exhibition entrance was done in the form of red PVC strip seethrough curtain and before entering a staff member handed each of us a torch. Because this floor was quite dark, there was enough light to walk around safely, but to be able to observe photo prints you had to use the torch. There was a white cloth draped from the ceiling, hanging loosely at some places, and there were some metal fixtures that were painted black, but overall the room was kept quite simple; all added to the atmosphere. With the industrial music in the background it created an incredible effect!

Photos were hanged in black wooden frames around the floor. I was really impressed with the time span that photos came from! (*confirmed by yahoo news that it took over 4 years) Shikkaku vol.2 will be a delight for our eyes and hearts. There were so many styles and ideas. The ones that really stood out to me was Kyo sitting in a seated venue (this one was moved to a lower spot on the wall on the second day, I don’t know why), black hat photoshoot and one with his hand on the first plan. And the ones near the dam. And the ones with the eye. And… they are all so good!😂

The really big surprise when going for the first time was noticing the 'faces wall’ that was around the corner. Interesting, morbid, fascinating, meaningful, shocking, so very much Kyo! Silicon casts of Kyo’s face were displayed in two ways. Four of them were hanging on huge hooks. One was pinned in a glass case like a butterfly. But the one that probably caught everyone’s attention the most was a plaster casting that was put in a rectangular dish filled with fake blood. Quite slimy and sticky fake blood. I don’t know if it was deliberate, but as a woman I couldn’t help thinking about the uterus in the exhibition title seeing the consistency and color of the fake blood… The dish had a sign 'ご自由にお触りください / please touch freely’ and. It felt so weird to touch the cast of his face, even more if you touched the blood. In the beginning of the 1st time slot the face was clean, but later people covered it with blood. It was absolutely fascinating to be able to see how it changed through the day - during the last time slot on the second day the silicon face casts on hooks had some bloody streaks as well and there were many 'spills’ around the dish. It was also fascinating to watch people’s reactions - so many didn’t like the slimy texture or got freaked out when discovered it was quite sticky. And compared to the previous exhibition’s box with a casting of the hand hid in slimy balls - there was no staff with wet tissues nearby ;) The 2nd time I visited I went straight for this floor when most people went for goods to have few minutes alone with it :3 *on the 15th I went for the 1st time slot and the fake blood was much more jelly like at first, but as people touched it and it got warmed up it got more sticky. Also the face in the dish of blood was cleaned but it stayed slightly pink in some places. *on the last day (the 19th) it was so jelly like you could take a chunk in your hand, it was still very fun to play with! 😁

There was one more point of interest on that floor. Kind of hidden behind the wall was a tiny tiny room, more of a box that had a short video footage with Kyo from the photobook cover photoshoot. It created quite a line on the first day. But on the second day the video footage was moved from the hidden box and displayed on the wall, the image was quite distorted because of the angle and the uneven wall. My guess is that Kyo wanted to avoid people queuing inside.

The merchandise floor - 3F

I simply followed the person in front of me first time I visited and they went to the goods floor first; it actually turned out to be a good choice as some items got sold out (I got the last black Junji Ito shirt that time), same in the next time slots - as soon as the word that some items are in quite limited quantities got out they started selling out faster. They had 3 tables - from the right - for ordering photobooks, picture books and reprints, for purchasing goods and for using capsule toy machines. I think the 'hottest commodities’ were Junji Ito’s collaboration t-shirt, capsule toys and plushies. And if you spent over 3000 yen (?) on The Zemeckises goods you received a cute clear bag as a present :3 I’m glad I got the goods I wanted at the first try as later I could enjoy the exhibition more freely. On the same floor there was also a huge panel with a photo of Kyo that we were allowed to take photo of (and with, if someone was so inclined ;)).

And an extra: Madaraningen POP UP SHOP - B1F

A nice accent when going down the stairs to the basement was the neon Madaraningen sign waiting for us at the bottom. As we entered there was a projector display and three panels with Kyo wearing various new items on the left. Turning right there were racks with clothes, some tables (with postcards and for placing orders). I only got postcards as I’ve already ordered some stuff after sukekiyo shows. There were two sets - one with 4 postcards (A) and one with 3 postcards plus a random 'kinda-polaroid’ of Kyo (B).

#kyo #京 #個展 #子宮で視る脳排泄 #dir en grey #sukekiyo #attempt at live report #kind of 😁

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poly-bus · 6 years ago

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BigJigglyVan : Lovers Fic

Genre: FLUFF!!!

Mhhhh

Enjoy, ~Mod P

The house was empty that night, save for some lit candles and some delicious spaghetti freshly made and settled.

A single person stood in the kitchen, preparing a gorgeous table for a certain someone’s birthday.

The calendar month of May had the final day circled in a vibrant red marker.

The Canadian had been working all day, save for this morning when he simply drank coffee before leaving for work while Panda slept his entire day away.

Anthony grinned, adding a few finishing touches to the sauce before combining the two ingredients on two separate, well designed plates.

He set Evan’s plate on his side of their table and his own at his seat.

In the middle, there were four velvet red lit candles and a beautiful red table cloth with owls designed on the outer edges.

It was so stupidly cliche, but it felt perfectly fine to Panda.

He heard the garage ding, signaling Evan had just finished parking his car.

Panda rushed to the bedroom and lit a few of the candles on their bedside table and their dresser, the stack of red, black, and golden wrapped presents sitting on top of their bed.

As he made his way to the kitchen, apron untied and slid onto it’s rack with the rest of the cooking tools, the garage door opened.

Evan entered in time to see the male cleaning the dishes he had finished using.

Anthony glanced over with a sheepish smile, Evan’s eyes scanning the kitchen before checking the dining room with a gasp.

Panda grinned and dried his hands off, coming to join the Canadian.

Evan beat him, meeting him halfway and crushing the American in a hug, sighing peacefully.

“Thanks, I wasn’t expecting this at all.”

“I missed you this morning, so I thought it was right of me to make dinner.”

Evan smiled and glanced at the candles and tablecloth.

“I love it, wow.”

“There’s some gifts in the bedroom after dinner.”

“Anthony, you didn’t have to,” the Canadian timidly smiled and blushed, fingers dancing on the tablecloth with admiration and appreciation.

Anthony stepped forward, gently pulling the other into a smooth kiss, “I wanted to.”

“Obviously,” Evan smiled, watching as Anthony stepped back again.

He pointed to Evan’s chair, “You’ll find something in your seat, too.”

Evan turned and stared at his chair with amusement, “In my seat?”

Anthony nodded and giggled, “I think you’ll love it.”

Ev stepped forward and grinned, picking up the small fluffy plush toy automatically, “He looks like my mask from gta,” Ev giggled.

Panda nodded, taking a seat, and smiling when Evan did the same.

Ev placed the owl plushie in his lap and picked up his fork, quietly biting into the noodles and sauce.

He moaned delightfully, taking another bite before swallowing it and commenting, “It’s fucking delicious. Why don’t you cook more often?”

Anthony laughed, “I’d probably blow up the kitchen. This took me half an hour to make, I’m glad you like it.”

Evan smiled gratefully, loosening his tie as he dove into his food.

Anthony smiled fondly and began to eat as well.

Soon, the two had finished what they could, finished whatever water or wine they wanted and started talking about the usual stuff.

“Did you record with the guys today?”

Anthony shook his head, “I was busy exploring stores and online shops these past few days.”

“They might think we died or something.”

“I let them know on Twitter that we were settling into our new house,” Anthony spoke, dabbing his mouth with a cloth.

Evan chuckled, pouring another glass of wine for himself and taking a gentle sip from it.

“Well, since we’re about finished, I’d like to lead you to our beautiful room.”

Evan giggled, taking another sip before speaking, “Did you pack all our stuff away?”

“Yes, actually. I wasn’t as lazy today as I normally would be.”

Ev smiled and finished his glass, standing and following Anthony to their bedroom.

Panda pushed the door open, enjoying the surprised and shocked gasp from his lover.

“Holy fuck, Anthony, what?”

A total of 9 huge boxes sat stacked upon the neatly organize bed blankets and sheets and pillows.

Evan felt his hand get grabbed as he was led into the room, a hand at his waist and a chin laid gently on his shoulder.

“Well, are you gonna open them, babe?”

Evan nodded and sat down, Anthony sitting next to him with a chuckle.

“Which one should I open first?”

Anthony picked the smallest one up and held onto it, “This one can be last, go from biggest to smallest.”

Ev smiled and picked up the biggest box.

A gift wrapped in black and yellow, much like his batowl costume.

When he picked the wrapper off carefully and enjoyed peeling the golden, shiny ribbon from it’s base, he gaped at the item inside.

A perfect replica of his batowl costume was laying, folded neatly in it’s own clear elastic wrapping, lay perfectly in the center of a white box.

Evan grinned, picking the outfit from it’s place and examining it through the wrapper.

“Do you like it?”

“Fuck, Anthony, just... wow,” Ev stumbled over his words, “It’s great. It’s got a utility belt and everything.”

The second gift was a golden rectangle with three smaller gifts strapped to it’s side with black ribbon.

“It’s a package,” Anthony spoke softly, a fond smile playing his lips.

Evan nodded, opening the three smaller boxes first to find that they were little Owl plushies, one had a winky face, another was smiling like a criminal, and the other was sheepishly smiling while dozing off.

Ev grinned, “Wow, look at them all.”

Anthony nodded, “Open the bigger one, now. You’ll love it even more.”

Ev wasted no time, ripping moff the wrapper and peeking inside the box.

A larger plushie with an animated set of emoticons with it’s eyes was laying in wait.

Anthony pressed a button and it’s eyes flashed on, the first face of joy popping up on the screen: ^-^ .

Evan snorted, laughing when he pressed the button and it became annoyed and angry with him.

He let Anthony turn it off when they were done making fun of all the faces it made.

The other 2 gifts were placed on the floor in front of him.

They both had red ribbon and a black base wrapper.

Evan opened one to reveal a VR kit and the other to reveal two more monitors to add to his set up.

He wrapped an arm around Anthony and leaned against him, forgetting about the smaller one until Anthony stood up suddenly.

“Well, Ev, we’ve been together I dunno, five years now?”

Evan chuckled, “Yep. You’ve outdone yourself since last year.”

“I’m not done yet, either.”

The Canadian furrowed his brow in confusion until the other knelt down and smiled fondly.

“Evan, will you marry me? I’m trying not to be cliche or mushy with you but you’re literally everything I’ve ever wanted and you make me happy.”

Evan bit his lip and waited a moment to let the question and news sink in before grinning wildly and throwing his arms around the other’s neck.

He hugged him tight, kneeling in front of the other and holding him close for a good few minutes.

“Hell yes!”

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panickypeachboy · 7 years ago

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RULES: Answer the questions you’ve been given, then write your own and tag 11 people.

//Under le Read More, because 11 answers for 11 questions is long!

1. What’s your favorite thing about your muse(s)?

Oh goddess I’ve answered this twice already, but here’s me gushing over his clothes, cuz the face is just cute. There’s just surprisingly okay/good design with Momotaro that is overlooked because of all the pretty ladies that do the fan-service.

2. What’s your least favorite thing?

About Momo? Or ever? I would say losing close friends, over drama. That’s impacted me a lot, and why I can get really anxious over rping. But if you mean an actual object/show, then disposed (but there’s still notable remnants) food. Y’know the stuff in the trash. I’m allergic to bananas and that’s the most common thing rotting in the there. Makes it real tough to breathe, particularly when it comes to class too.

Don’t worry, I do have an inhaler for those sorts of things but...it’s only one inhaler and I end up mixing up where I last placed it. I just hope to the goddess that I don’t have to deal with a disposed peel during class...

3. Seeing how they’ve lived their lives - if you were in their shoes, what would you do differently?

Honestly, I’m not too sure. I would’ve said I wanted to speak up against the others (i.e. bullies, the girls) more often, but that’s just against Momotaro’s nature...and how Japan culture works. Also I would totally try to (re)tame Momotaro’s mutated friends. Come on, that Chimera is awesome! Let the boy have an awesome steed!

4. How independent is your muse(s) from your control? How much do you approve of their actions?

Hoh boy, usually I’m like “Momo no”, so that’s pretty clear that I don’t have all le controls over him. He’s simple minded so there’s not much I would need to fuss over, I suppose. HOWEVER, I do have to restrain ourselves from doing too much in the subject of triggers/pstd, because I’m still learning about that...and not many folks are fine with muses suddenly attacking their precious muse just because they tried to be affectionate.

5. If you were friends with your muse(s), what would you do together?

We’d probably go visit animals at shelters and zoos...and befriend the crud out of them. Help care for those buggers, if possible! Also I would try to learn how to cook with Momo too, if he had my headcanon-trait of being a good cook.

6. What’s one of your favorite fandoms, and why?

H.ow to K.eep a M.ummy is one, out of the sheer fact that no one has produced r34 of it yet...or at least something that’s easily found. Also the fans are pretty cool with their enthusiasm and arts. I’ve seen some cute plushies of the main critters that are fanmade! ...I probably ruined that streak didn’t I?

Also the anime is adorable, and I look forward to reading the manga. I just don’t like the heavy focus on the protagonist. I wanted to learn more about the other peeps in the gang, AND THEIR MYTHICAL FRIENDS. Especially the baku and dragon.

7. Are there any fandoms that you want to interact more with? Any AUs that you haven’t gotten a chance to try out yet?

Utapri, and kinda Idolm@ster??? I don’t know I’m working on interacting with folks in this fandom because they’re neato folks, and I fallen in love with the idols! Gah! I had this headcanon for the longest time that Momo’s guilty pleasure is idol music, but he’s only remember how melodic the voices are, and not the names or faces! It would be really cool to well, have the boy be weak but not in a depressed manner, ya know? Actually I wanna see more muses fangirling over each other, particularly if one has a publicly known job.

An au I haven’t tried out yet is actually...Pokemon Mystery Dungeon. I did rp Momo as a pokemon...ONCE, but nothing mystery dungeony. Just a “what if he was reborn as a pokemon” or “experiment gone wrong” thing, and he had a human trainer too. Now I wanna actually find a better Pokemon to suit him and do them mystery dungeon stuff...maybe someday. There was this cool group verse!

That and I wanna try out a verse where Momo is a live-in servant/butler. Seriously I gave him too many traits that fit that sort of job...and I watched too much gakuen babysitters which has the amazing Saikawa. I hear Black Butler is cool too.

8. What was one of your favorite video games as a kid?

Lemme see, Melee is VERY popular, but I loved fooling around in that game, not being a competitive smasher with all them wave dashes. Actually there’s a fair amount of games I liked that are still popular amongst the internet so let’s go something more obscure:

Mario Party 3

Dunno how the fam got it, but that was the game me and my sister played a ton of as kids, and we still came back to it when the Gamecube was around. It was part of our like strange pseudo rping thing to jump around the games to emulate the activities our characters partake in. Start in smash bros, kick some rivals butts and go on adventure! Then visit Mario Party 3 to celebrate with a giant pizza! Oh no, we need to collect some goodies, let’s go do a round on one of the boards! Kick the impostor star’s butt again! Jump to another Mario Party to run through the dungeon and ride the bus! It was kinda our way of playing pretend...I think. Good times, which is why I see the appeal in rping, ya know?

9. What’s the best song you’ve heard for the first time in the past few months?

S.O.S, by Weaver. Holy cow it’s catchy, but like so amazing in its beats. A close second would be Nijiro ⭐ Over Drive! by Otoya Ittoki...I mean his va. I love me some energetic beats man.

10. What’s the best meme you’ve found in the past year?

Okay maybe it’s not exactly a meme but it can be a culmulation of memes...of sorts... Anyways, there’s a channel called “ColeyDoesThings” and she has a series of videos where she visits a room containing a representation of a fandom...represented by her donning various personas based off of personalities found in a fanbase. This series is called “Entering the ___ fandom”. While she can’t catch all the quirks of a fandom (because some are so freakin huge), this woman catches a lot the traits I’ve seen in the places she visits. It’s hilarious to me at least.

I highly recommend the Ship Wars video, at the very least!

11. Is there something you’re looking forward to in the next few months?

Yes. Hatchimals Season 3...oh okay, not a lot of folks are into the collectible toy things. Fair enough, YouTube has fostered the growth of creepy toy channels! I am hyped for obtaining Bayonetta for the switch sometime soon, the end of the semester...I think Blade Strangers is coming out within that time period and I’m hyped to see Curly Brace in that games! Also MORE AMIIBO. That’s all I can recall, at the moment.

Eleven questions for everyone else!

1. What’s your favorite toy from childhood? Do you still have it around?

2. Do you like to collect anything? If so, what is it?

3. Who’s one of your favorite YouTubers?

4. How did you first encounter your main muse?

5. Are there any headcanons for a muse that is related to a trait/experience of yours?

6. What’s your favorite thing to look up when it comes to researching for your muse?

7. Are there any characters (or muses) that influence your muse?

8. What is your favorite, very random, headcanon for your muse? Like something that seems improbable in canon, but is too hilarious/good that you gotta keep it?

9. A memorable, but sweet moment in rping? Could be a thread, or having fun with another mun ooc, or whatever!

10. Are you more keen on rping older muses, or younger muses? Are you fine with rping your muse at different ages?

11. What’s your favorite meme-related song? (i.e. Caramelldansen, Numa Numa, Levan Polka, Momotaro, Kobini Store, etc.)

Tagged by: @notevenjupiter, thanks a lot!! :D Tagging: @maracanight, @ultimate-impostxr, @plumeriaxskull, @patixntia, @gattaimuses, @pinkdressed, @yesfxckyxu, @inkybluez, @embersiisms, @niji-iro-melody, @zoolinguistics, @queenxfjustice, @ahogedetective, @hopeprevaiils, @jabberwockis-lupus, but anyone can do this, or not!

#meme time #notevenjupiter #long post #long meme #ooc #ooc meme

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May 29 Dancitron Movie Stream - Quiz Show

The movie was very interesting, and completely bored Swoop, who spent the whole movie repairing a damaged plushie. Prowl realized Whirl might have had some of the same issues he’s having about deciding to go back to a job he had before the war, and talked to him about it. Rumble gave Windchill a gift for his weird grubby Insecticon baby.

ItsyBitsySpyers 8:22 pm *Soundwave heads for his usual couch, unlocking the front doors remotely and settling in.* FakeProwl 8:23 pm *appears, sits down, zones out* Swoop 8:23 pm *skitters in with an armful of a recently murdered triceratops plushy* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:25 pm *Still...? He wants to give Prowl a gentle shake back to reality and find out what's going on already, but... nothing. Right. So he'll just give Prowl a little extra room and watch quietly from the side while nodding to the others coming in.* Ratchet 8:25 pm *pops in* FakeProwl 8:25 pm *... scoots a little closer* Ratchet 8:25 pm *a Prowl! without a Soundwave right beside him! ....... or not well that didn't last long* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:26 pm *...Well, he won't scoot away then. A small nod to let Prowl know he's fine with that.* Swoop 8:26 pm *plops down in front of the screen and lays out the bits of the former-plushy* Keheheh ItsyBitsySpyers 8:26 pm #Ratchet!! #hiiiiii Ratchet 8:26 pm *okay well there's a Swoop here too so that's fine Ratchet can sit with Swoop* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:26 pm *Run, Ratchet. You're about to get tackled by a huge bug.* Ratchet 8:26 pm *ANd BUG!* Heya, Buggo! ItsyBitsySpyers 8:26 pm *Laserbeak, er, swoops. Down to perch near Swoop.* Swoop 8:27 pm Hi bird! Hi. Look, Bird! *holds up the torn up torso of the triceratops toy* Dead! ItsyBitsySpyers 8:28 pm {{It big dead. You show Ratchet? Ratchet, see?}} Swoop 8:29 pm Uhhhh... no. Slag give! Him, keheh, kill it. Then him mad because it dead. So then it MORE dead, keheh! Me Swoop fix. *holds up a needle and thread to prove it* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:29 pm #D: #fix it! Ratchet 8:30 pm [[ this is such a good playlist omgggg ]] Heh, good. I was just gonna check and make sure you weren't fighting with Slag. FakeProwl 8:30 pm *... pings soundwave* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:30 pm *Pings back curiously?* Swoop 8:31 pm *waves the plushy corpse at zori* Bleh! Ratchet 8:31 pm *though, obviously, if the Dinobots were fighting amongst themselves they PROBABLY WOULDN'T take out their aggression on a toy representative* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:31 pm *Zori promptly bursts into a loud wail.* Swoop 8:32 pm Eeeeekehehehehhehheee! ItsyBitsySpyers 8:32 pm *Laserbeak pinches Swoop. Don't be mean!* Swoop 8:32 pm :V : < Ratchet 8:32 pm Swoop! Swoop 8:32 pm <:c Ratchet 8:33 pm 😞 FakeProwl 8:33 pm @Soundwave «You expressed an interest in helping me design a visor?» Ratchet 8:33 pm [[ that is NOT WHAT I WANTED AT ALL, rabbit ]] > : [ ItsyBitsySpyers 8:34 pm *You have never SEEN him straighten up so fast. Or... actually, Prowl probably has, but not in a while.* Ratchet 8:34 pm C'mere, Bug, I've got something for you. Swoop 8:35 pm *starts his plushy repairs about as backwards as you can get, fixing an eye then the tail then a foot* *leaves the head hanging by a literal thread* *sorry not sorry* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:36 pm @Prowl: (txt): Affirmative. Interest retained. Offer still open. Did he need an 'excited' tag? No, that was probably clear. And Zori crawls up near Ratchet, emitting little electronic burbles.* Ratchet 8:36 pm *surely he'll get to it eventually* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:36 pm ((DO I SEE AN IMPACT???)) Ratchet 8:36 pm [[ IMPACT!! ]] Impact 8:36 pm IT'S MEEEE 3:D Swoop 8:36 pm *gets distracted making the plushy's torn off legs dance* Impact 8:36 pm What're we doing? ItsyBitsySpyers 8:37 pm //Orangey! Holy frag, I ain't seen ya in forever! Ya holdin' up?// \\WATCHIN' MOVIES! UH, IN LIKE... TEN. RAVAGE GOTTA GET OFF WORK FIRST.\\ Impact 8:37 pm HI GUYS! Oooh, what movie? Ratchet 8:37 pm [[ I swear at least once a day for the past week and a half i've had a moment where i'm like 'i should get back on miko....' and here it is, my 'i should get back on miko....' moment for today ]] Impact 8:38 pm ((NEMESIS 38D)) FakeProwl 8:38 pm ((dang, all these tfp folks rolling back into town)) Impact 8:38 pm ((vroom vroom driving into robot hell)) ((i missed it)) Ratchet 8:39 pm *for Zori: a slightly raggedy (but not nearly as beat up as the toy Swoop is....... repairing) felt doll of.... himself. ratchet.* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:39 pm //Uh, somethin' called Quiz Show. Only I don't think we get asked nothin'.// Impact 8:39 pm Aww, it'd be fun to do a quiz thing sometime, though! Swoop 8:40 pm *starts pulling all the stuffing out of the plushy, not to help with fixing it, he just feels like making bigger piles* FakeProwl 8:40 pm @Soundwave «Hook will probably be the one to actually construct it, but I'd appreciate your assistance designing it.» Tarantulas 8:41 pm *tarantulas isn't here yet, prowl gets a ping* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:41 pm *Zori's eye goes bright, his sadness over the dead plushie forgotten. He reaches for the Ratchet plushie with the gentlest of claws and holds it close.* *Laserbeak just cackles and toys with the spare stuffing.* Guest 8:41 pm *trots in; he is bearing a gift tonight. It is a rather large box. With holes in it* Swoop 8:41 pm ..... *sets a puff of stuffing on top of Laserbeak* :> ItsyBitsySpyers 8:42 pm //Huh. Yeah, guess that'd be pretty fun. 'Cept the Boss would hafta run it cuz it ain't fair havin telepaths listenin' to answers.// Ratchet 8:42 pm *good, good. intended results achieved* Impact 8:42 pm Uh-huh! Noooo cheatin'! Ratchet 8:42 pm Cute, isn't it? Carly made it for me. She's done most of the Autobots by now, I think. Whirl 8:43 pm ((wtf why u log me out rabbit)) FakeProwl 8:43 pm *pings Tarantulas back. includes a reminder to not be visible. no way to know if Starscream's going to show up.* Impact 8:43 pm ((hello!)) Whirl 8:43 pm ((YO)) Windchill 8:44 pm (( It always logs me out.)) Tarantulas 8:44 pm *good cos that's exactly what tarantulas was gonna ask about - prowl gets an affirmative ping back* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:44 pm *He'd hoped to get to build it himself - it'd been so long, and he wanted to show Prowl all he could do with them - but he understood why that might be too much at this point in time.* @Prowl: (txt): All assistance wanted given. Start: when? Windchill 8:45 pm *Appears, and stretches right in the doorway. To anyone trying to exit or enter: tough.* FakeProwl 8:45 pm @Soundwave «... It's not a high-priority matter, but... soon.» Whirl 8:45 pm *approaches the bar and sets the box on it, peering around; is the barkeep about* Tarantulas 8:45 pm *"anyone" does not include tarantulas, who will skitter through in tiny spide form in one of the corners* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:45 pm *His hands twitch. Oh, he's positively -thrilled-.* *The twins wave to all the newcomers their Boss is too excited to greet right away.* ((TWO MINUTE WARNING)) ((And standard movie warning time:)) Swoop 8:46 pm *is attempting to sculpt the stuffing with next to no real effect, beyond humor value* Look it bird FakeProwl 8:47 pm @Soundwave «I'd like the visor half to—to do the thing yours does. With the screen.» @Soundwave «Would you be willing to send Hook the specs on how it works? Or is that proprietary information?» Bevel 8:48 pm *fashionably late like a boss* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:49 pm ((Okay, so it's been a few weeks since I screened this, but from what I remember I doooon't think there was really any cursing or violence or whatever? But this is based heavily on real people and events from the 50s, and in this particular case it means some of them were antisemitic assholes. They will get called on it in-movie however.)) Impact 8:49 pm What's the movie about? People on quiz shows? Swoop 8:50 pm Quiz show boring. Fight Club cooler! ... Sometimes quiz show go fight club keheheh Impact 8:50 pm They're not boring if the people are funny! ItsyBitsySpyers 8:50 pm *Laserbeak cackles at the poor representation of herself and holds out a feeler, willing to make it fly.* Swoop 8:50 pm :V :> Windchill 8:51 pm *Finds a seat.* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:51 pm *Yes, the barkeep is around. He pads downstairs and heads to the bar. Sorry he's late.* Bevel 8:51 pm *tosses a treat at Frenzy on her way to a seat* Impact 8:51 pm ((is the child allowed in the bar XD:: )) ((this child, i mean)) Swoop 8:52 pm That big door *covers the triceratop's button eyes and alugsh* *laughs ItsyBitsySpyers 8:53 pm @Prowl: (txt): Will give Hook necessary information when design: finished; Hook cannot construct without. However, trade needed. *He wasn't expecting to share how his visor works. That's a safety thing. He needs reassurance.* Tarantulas 8:53 pm *prowl gets a spide poking his ped wheel! and a ping to both soundwave and prowl, and a threeway commline opens* @PST «Greetings~» FakeProwl 8:53 pm *acknowleding ping @Tarantulas* @Soundwave «What do you want?» ItsyBitsySpyers 8:54 pm ((Dancitron is not active as a business rn so Impact is allowed to be here, she can have snacks and regular grade but no booze obvs. And now I think I'm just about caught up, sorry)) Impact 8:55 pm ((aw yisss)) Whirl 8:55 pm *just gonna leave the box on the countertop and trot over to a table near Windchill and promptly prop his feet on it. ...the table, that is* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:56 pm @PST: (txt): Tol-ran-tor lasha. *Nods.* Windchill 8:56 pm *Stares at Whirl by way of greeting.* Whirl 8:56 pm *bobs his head* Sup? Swoop 8:56 pm Herbert Stimple Stimple ItsyBitsySpyers 8:56 pm *Frenzy stuffs the thrown treat in his mouth with a snicker* Bevel 8:56 pm *grins* FakeProwl 8:56 pm *... tol-ran-tor lasha?* Windchill 8:57 pm *Shrugs.* Not much. I've been behaving myself, mostly. Swoop 8:57 pm What Stimple? ItsyBitsySpyers 8:57 pm [[A name.]] Swoop 8:57 pm What mean Sound weird keheh ItsyBitsySpyers 8:57 pm *Ravage heads over to Whirl with the standard booze.* Swoop 8:58 pm Keheh him interrupty Whirl 8:58 pm *nods--and looks to Ravage, scooping them up* @R: THERE you are. Okay, don't open that box just yet. They're live. @R: Petrorabbits, raised specifically for eating. Asked around in new Iacon, most of the folks who had alt-modes based on cyberwildlife liked em. Tarantulas 8:58 pm @PST «...W-what? Also, mind if I sneak behind you two?» Swoop 8:58 pm Peacock 😮 Colors Impact 8:58 pm *doing more people-watching than movie-watching, honestly* Swoop 8:59 pm *starts stitching up another plushy leg* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:59 pm @Prowl: (txt): Uncertain. Decided after additional construction requirements learned. Many options available. Bevel 8:59 pm *goes to get a drink* Whirl 8:59 pm ((one sec gotta refresh)) ItsyBitsySpyers 8:59 pm @PST: (txt): Not minded. Windchill 8:59 pm (( GOOD LUCK )) Swoop 9:00 pm Human need air Whirl 9:00 pm ((it had frozed, we good now)) Swoop 9:00 pm Him die ItsyBitsySpyers 9:00 pm *Ravage licks his chops. Fresh prey... Whirl gets a bunt to the leg while Ravage goes to sit by his box so nobody else can have it.* {{Neheheh, him not die. Just get hot.}} Whirl 9:00 pm *well! He'll take that as a compliment* Swoop 9:01 pm Oh. That not funny like dead, keh! Talky talky talk BLEH! Keheheh! ItsyBitsySpyers 9:01 pm *Oh, Bevel's in search of a drink? Ravage will bap her with a paw. Gotta pay first, kid. He'll mix up whatever you want.* Whirl 9:01 pm *looks back to Chill* As for me, regrettably, the only diversions available to me are down in the city, for the most part. I haven't left any graffiti. ...yet. Swoop 9:02 pm See, Bird? Him say. Dead. Bevel 9:02 pm *can totally pay* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:02 pm {{Him looking alive to Bird.}} Windchill 9:02 pm No graffiti? Don't you have paint? FakeProwl 9:02 pm @Soundwave «Just... basic visor and mask combo. No other specific requirements.» Tarantulas 9:02 pm @PST «I - that doesn't answer my other question, Soundwave.» Whirl 9:02 pm I can get some, but it's gotta be the right time and place, y'know? Windchill 9:03 pm Hmm, I suppose. Depends on how much trouble you want to get into. Swoop 9:03 pm You Bird sneaky bot. Me Swoop say You know how to do still-look-alive dead bot. Whirl 9:03 pm They'll never catch me. ...but writing "Whirl Wuz Here" might tip them off. Windchill 9:03 pm ...It might. Swoop 9:04 pm Schmuck Tarantulas 9:04 pm (( wahh i have to refresh too, brb ItsyBitsySpyers 9:05 pm @Prowl: (txt): Negative, Prowl wanted external-internal display function. That, not basic. Other functions wanted? Translations, scanners, other? Whirl 9:05 pm *hums a few bars of Strangers in the Night* FakeProwl 9:05 pm @Soundwave «Well. I meant. Besides that one.» @Soundwave «"Scanners"?» ItsyBitsySpyers 9:06 pm @Tarantulas: (txt): Organic language. Similar designation sounds. Near translation... *Please hold* (txt): Gene... negative, genetic. Genetic revenge arrives. FakeProwl 9:07 pm @Soundwave «... I don't need an internal display, by the way. My HUD does that. Just external.» Tarantulas 9:08 pm @SW «...Genetic revenge arrives? What in the world do you mean to imply by THAT?» Whirl 9:09 pm Lord. What a stooge. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:09 pm @Prowl: (txt): Understood. External limit. Scanners, trackers - standard options. Audio, alternative vision, other. Bevel 9:09 pm This is going to end badly. Windchill 9:10 pm *Scratches his chin.* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:10 pm //Buncha sleazy fleshies.// //Wish I'd been asked.// Whirl 9:10 pm Yeah, you said it, Shovel. *takes a sip of his Gaugebuster* Swoop 9:10 pm *starts sewing legs back onto the triceratops plushy* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:10 pm \\HEH.\\ Bevel 9:10 pm ...Shovel. Whirl 9:10 pm Pfft. Well, I dunno bout the rest of you, but I'M nobody's stooge. *tilts his head at her* ...yeah? Windchill 9:10 pm Fine. I'll be my OWN stooge. Bevel 9:10 pm Is that a nickname? Swoop 9:11 pm *shoves stuffing in the plushy's tummy* *shoves ALL the stuffing* Whirl 9:11 pm Isn't that YOUR name? ItsyBitsySpyers 9:11 pm @Tarantulas: Humorous intent. Genetic reformation conducted. Previous Cybertron, old enemies defied. Tarantulas arrives. Bevel 9:11 pm No. Whirl 9:11 pm You're enough of a stooge for everyone in this room, 'Chill. Swoop 9:11 pm *plushy is now fat with deflated limbs* Kehehehehheheeeheh Windchill 9:11 pm ...That's right, and don't forget it. Tarantulas 9:11 pm *pft, didn't get a response from prowl but he's going to skitter up behind he and sw anyhow. don't mind him* Impact 9:12 pm *gonna go sit with Zori* Whirl 9:12 pm *pauses, thinking* ...Dremel? FakeProwl 9:12 pm *... vague shrug ping* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:12 pm *Zori waves his claws hello and pats at her.* #hiiii! #this is Ratchet #:D Whirl 9:12 pm It's something-el. Swoop 9:12 pm Cigar Smoke :> Bevel 9:12 pm Bevel. Beh-vel. Like the edge on a sword. Impact 9:13 pm Hi, Zori! *grins at both* Hi Ratchet! ItsyBitsySpyers 9:13 pm {{Him like Kup.}} Swoop 9:13 pm Cup? Tarantulas 9:13 pm @SW «Hyeheh... A play on words, then? Hmn. Someone's given me a /nickname/?» Impact 9:13 pm Who's Kup? Whirl 9:13 pm OH YEAH. I know what a bevel is, mech. I've used one before. FakeProwl 9:13 pm *Soundwave just offered him a lot of options without explaining what any of them mean. the first time he asked for an explanation of one of them he didn't get an answer and now he's tired.* Whirl 9:13 pm Or, I should say, made one...? Before? *he's surely comicn across as a master of the technology* Bevel 9:14 pm Did you? *yep totally* Whirl 9:14 pm I mean, technically if you count a sword, then very recently. Stabbed a whole lot of folks. Windchill 9:15 pm *Whispers* Swords are lame. Whirl 9:15 pm I prefer guns, yeah. Bevel 9:15 pm Swords are awesome :| Swoop 9:15 pm Him like Rewind Impact 9:16 pm *pipes in from over by Zori* SWORDS ARE COOL! Whirl 9:16 pm But if we're talking the DISTANT past, then yeah, you usually have to bevel a lot of different parts of your average chronometer. *takes another sip* Swords... are adequate. Windchill 9:16 pm *Head whips around so fast it just about disembodies itself.* Bevel 9:16 pm Oh! You make watches. Windchill 9:16 pm *Whispers loudly.* Swords are inferior. Whirl 9:17 pm Made. Impact 9:17 pm *LOUD POUTING* Bevel 9:17 pm Swords are personal. Swoop 9:17 pm Slag and Grimlock use swords Slag let Me play with keheh Too too big Whirl 9:17 pm One thing I DO like about swords--you can impale your enemies' heads on them. it's a laugh and a half. Windchill 9:17 pm Swoop... Bevel 9:18 pm Oh. Sorry. Windchill 9:18 pm Please never say that again. Swoop 9:18 pm Why Whirl 9:18 pm *shrugs and looks to her; his expression is hard to read but he doesn't seem upset* Bevel 9:18 pm I make clocks sometimes. Windchill 9:18 pm I can't tell you. Swoop 9:18 pm Why Whirl 9:18 pm *begins to snicker at Windchill and Swoop but immediately stops, his attention ZOOPing back to Bevel* Yeah? ItsyBitsySpyers 9:19 pm @Tarantulas: Not nickname. Greeting. Whirl 9:19 pm Also--she has the right idea. Screw 'em. Bevel 9:19 pm Uh-huh. I like making things sometimes. It does not pay very well but it is really fun. Windchill 9:20 pm *Appears to be thinking.* Swoop 9:20 pm *waggles the now only half dead plush at windchill* Whirl 9:20 pm Must have a tough crowd. Business was good for me, back in the day. *takes a sip* Heh, well, maybe you should start selling to the multiverse. Now's the best time to make money, right? Windchill 9:21 pm *Waggles his eyebrows back at Swoop.* Swoop 9:21 pm *cocks head* Whirl 9:22 pm C'mooon. Screw em. Windchill 9:22 pm What you said made me laugh, that's why. *He puts a hand over his chest.* On the inside. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:22 pm //Tell 'em to frag off!// Tarantulas 9:22 pm @SW «Greeting? I suppose that works.» *he's secretly flattered* Bevel 9:22 pm I guess. Mercenary works pays really nice. Swoop 9:22 pm Me Swoop am comedian Whirl 9:22 pm Heh, I'll bet! Windchill 9:22 pm You sure are. Whirl 9:23 pm Idiot. Windchill 9:23 pm Damn. Windchill 9:24 pm His eyelashes are almost as fabulous as mine. Swoop 9:24 pm This movie boring. It lots of standing in box. Impact 9:25 pm I dunno what's happening, I stopped listening. *unconcerned about admitting this* Whirl 9:26 pm He brought this on himself, the moron. Bevel 9:26 pm Whole game stinks. Cheaters. Swoop 9:27 pm titty caca Windchill 9:27 pm *Of COURSE Swoop would repeat THAT.* Bevel 9:27 pm *stifles laugh into arm at Swoop* Swoop 9:27 pm :> Impact 9:27 pm Hee! Windchill 9:28 pm I think that was a dirty word, Swoop. More than one, even. Swoop 9:28 pm Dirty word? Windchill 9:29 pm ...Yes. Lightly soiled. Swoop 9:29 pm Soil? Windchill 9:30 pm Dirt. Swoop 9:30 pm What dirt? Kehheh! Windchill 9:30 pm Have you been to Earth? It's covered in dirt. Swoop 9:31 pm Me Swoop from Earth! Me live in cave :> Impact 9:31 pm *hollers* I live on Earth, too! Windchill 9:31 pm Then I'm sure you've seen LOTS of dirt. Oh my god, you guys. We should start a club. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:32 pm *He was waiting for something a little more specific - he can't design a vague shrug - but it doesn't seem to be coming. Maybe he wasn't clear.* @Prowl: (txt): Elaboration: "Scanner", broad category term. Not external display - narrower focus. Specific investigation needs. Sound tracking, lighting change, energy signatures, frequency locator, energon contaminants, other. Not known what most useful. Bevel 9:32 pm I go to Earth for jobs sometimes. Lots of Bots and Cons fighting over it. Windchill 9:32 pm ..Huh. Mine has been pretty quiet. Save for humanity, that is. Bevel 9:32 pm Some universes are different. *shrugs* FakeProwl 9:32 pm @Soundwave «... That's a lot of options.» *and that was a verbal vague shrug* Whirl 9:33 pm I've been to Earth once or twice. But never my own. Swoop 9:33 pm Titty caca dirt word? Windchill 9:33 pm Sure is, Swoop. Sure is. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:33 pm *Vent sigh. He supposes that's a no.* (txt): Noted. External only. Whirl 9:33 pm Anyway, the Stemply guy, or whatever his name is--he'll get no sympathy for me. He rolled over for them and now he gets what he earned. Swoop 9:33 pm keheh me swoop say you lying joke bot FakeProwl 9:34 pm *it wasn't a no, it was bafflement* Whirl 9:34 pm So, the moral of the story is--screw everyone. *toasts the screen* Windchill 9:34 pm You're...calling me a liar? Swoop 9:34 pm Yup Windchill 9:34 pm Wow. Usually, you'd be right. Whirl 9:34 pm Damn. Sounds like he's got your number, 'Chill. FakeProwl 9:34 pm *but the options have been revoked. he guesses that's that.* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:34 pm *They can be unrevoked. He just needs to be corrected.* Windchill 9:35 pm *Shrugs.* Swoop 9:35 pm *starts moving the triceratops plushy's stuffing around to a closer approximation of what it should be* *still opts to leave the tummy rounder than really necessary, at the cost of some limp limbs* Whirl 9:36 pm Heh. FakeProwl 9:37 pm *he can't even adequately react to the list he was offered, he's not in much of a position to issue corrections* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:37 pm *Then let us hope that Prowl is in a position to issue them later, when the actual work on it begins.* Swoop 9:38 pm *test hugs the triceratops* *the seams are questionable* Windchill 9:39 pm *Is more interested in watching the triceratops stuffing than the movie right now.* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:39 pm //You'd think all them people woulda blabbed 'bout gettin' screwed over.// Whirl 9:39 pm Yeah. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:39 pm //Bet they ain't got their shows neither.// Bevel 9:39 pm @Soundwave - Working on weapons allowed? No murder or destroying anything promise. Whirl 9:39 pm They might have signed the NDA, though. Pfft! Windchill 9:40 pm Most people are pushovers and don't want to go through the trouble. They're conflict-avoidant. Swoop 9:40 pm ....... *realizes he might have to remove some of the tummy stuffing* :< Whirl 9:40 pm Chumps. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:40 pm @Bevel : [[Yes. No live parts.]] If there's a chance it'll fire, or do whatever it does, don't touch that part. FakeProwl 9:41 pm *something he overheard earlier has finally, slowly, registered. "Made."* Impact 9:41 pm *people-watching. better than movies!* Bevel 9:42 pm @Soundwave - 'Kay! *it barely looks like a weapon at the moment but better safe than sorry* Swoop 9:42 pm *pulls the thread a bit looser so he can fish out some stuffing with an entirely too resigned expression* FakeProwl 9:43 pm *... tentative ping @Whirl* Bevel 9:43 pm [[Gosh I love that burn so much. Whirl 9:43 pm *tossing his head back to swallow as he answers* @P: What? Windchill 9:45 pm Did you see that baby carriage. FakeProwl 9:45 pm @Whirl «Could I ask some questions. Not—not business.» Windchill 9:45 pm It was the colour of baby poop. Whirl 9:45 pm Lord. You'd know what that looked like, wouldn't you ? Windchill 9:46 pm Only from spending time around humans for so long. I have regrets. Whirl 9:46 pm *pauses just a bit; this is... unusual* P: Sure, why the hell not? Shoot, mech. Windchill 9:47 pm MY baby, *hand, meet chest again,* is nowhere near that messy. Whirl 9:47 pm Considering her parents, I find this hard to believe. Surely she at least DROOLS. Swoop 9:48 pm What a gentle Windchill 9:48 pm Yeah...but she doesn't poop. Totally different things. boomtank 9:48 pm how much did I miss?)) Whirl 9:48 pm Well, to be fair, I didn't poop when I was a protoform, either. Or, ever. boomtank 9:48 pm whoops)) Whirl 9:48 pm ((this guy's investigating a crooked game show!)) Impact 9:49 pm You'd poop if you turned into a human! Windchill 9:49 pm I don't know...what was that thing you dropped in my mouth that one time, then? boomtank 9:49 pm ah, cool)) FakeProwl 9:49 pm @Whirl «You used to make clocks. Right? Before—everything.» Whirl 9:49 pm An energon treat. And... I mean, I guess, but that's not likely to happen, Impact. I DID get turned into a bird, once. Windchill 9:49 pm *He turns again, and points his talon directly at Impact.* That's correct. Impact 9:49 pm You never know! It's happened to me! I'm ALWAYS correct! Windchill 9:49 pm Yeah. He got turned into a bird and he pooped in my mouth. Impact 9:49 pm Ew! Whirl 9:50 pm @Prowl: Yep. *pause* I can still knock em together, from time to time. *this is a huge understatement because his shelves are full of clocks* Windchill 9:50 pm *Windchill stop telling lies to little kids.* Whirl 9:50 pm Nope. I dropped a treat in your mouth. Swoop 9:50 pm Sludge have pet rock. Put here and there and all over rock. One time, Sludge sleeping. Me Swoop put pebbles all around. Him wake up and Me Swoop tell him little ones try to eat Sludge rock. Him stomp them to dust and hide rock keheheh for safe. Whirl 9:50 pm And, ugh, let's HOPE it doesn;t. FakeProwl 9:50 pm @Whirl «You didn't make them during the war. Right?» Windchill 9:50 pm *Sighs.* I like my version of the story better. Impact 9:50 pm I can help if it does! I'm a human expert! With lots of eggs! Windchill 9:51 pm *Blinks.* Tarantulas 9:51 pm *e-eggs. primus* Impact 9:51 pm Chicken eggs! Whirl 9:51 pm *he does spare a wry glance Prowl's way, briefly* @P: No. The Senate did their work well. Windchill 9:51 pm Do you eat the eggs? Impact 9:51 pm If I get turned human, yeah! Windchill 9:52 pm Wait. Whirl 9:52 pm If, in the unlikely event that I become human or any sort of actual organic creature, I'll ring you up... whoever-you-are. Impact 9:52 pm And some of them make more chickens! My name's Impact! Windchill 9:52 pm Do you have chickens? Impact 9:52 pm Yup! LOTS of chickens! LOTS OF THEM Windchill 9:52 pm Wow. Chickens are cool. Impact 9:52 pm *you just became cool despite dissing swords earlier* Yeah! Windchill 9:53 pm I like them better than geese. Geese hiss and try to kill me. Swoop 9:53 pm This movie so much words and sitting. Ugh! *goes back to massaging the stuffing around the plushy's head* Impact 9:53 pm Geese are rude! boomtank 9:53 pm -and in comes Sunstreaker, a bit...okay a lot late- Windchill 9:53 pm They also make really big poops. Impact 9:53 pm *waves at new dude* eeeeew! Windchill 9:54 pm *Nods sagely.* FakeProwl 9:54 pm @Whirl «The Senate's work didn't prevent you from being able to make them now.» boomtank 9:54 pm -half distracted wave, before sitting where he can- Swoop 9:55 pm Boat have big wing Windchill 9:56 pm Not as big as MY wing. FakeProwl 9:56 pm @Whirl «How did— When did you... What made you decide it was... was okay? To go back to—doing that again?» Whirl 9:56 pm @Prowl: Ugh, the sad, shabby things I can do NOW don't really compare, mech--and I can only do THAT because I made some modifications. ...and are you seriously comming me up to try and--and EXCUSE the Senate? @Prowl: Because if you are, then we're about to have a problem. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:57 pm *Soundwave suddenly huff-laughs. They're editing audio, like he does.* Windchill 9:58 pm Sleazy. FakeProwl 9:58 pm @Whirl «What? No. I'm not—I wasn't even talking about the Senate. The opposite. I just meant—they failed to stop you. ... Don't listen to what I'm saying, that isn't what I wanted to ask.» Whirl 9:59 pm *another sidelong, wry glance; after a moment's consideration, it seems obvious that this was an unintentional blunder on Prowl's part, rather than a calculated insult* *which is, honestly, what he expected* @Prowl: Well. Hm. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:00 pm //Oh scrap.// boomtank 10:00 pm -huffs and shakes his helm- This is not going to end well. Windchill 10:00 pm I like the pink. Bevel 10:01 pm See. It all went bad. Whirl 10:01 pm @Prowl: It wasn't until... I mean it wasn't something I thought about, on my own. I just got a--a weird message one night. Multiversal thing. But... Ha! That's why they didn't turn on the network. Windchill 10:01 pm *nods.* FakeProwl 10:01 pm @Whirl «... What kind of message?» Whirl 10:02 pm @Prowl: Someone said something about how I still made clocks, but I didn't at the time. They probably had me crossed with a different Whirl. But, you know. The idea was there. boomtank 10:04 pm ...so, this is a movie about some type of scandal, hm? ItsyBitsySpyers 10:04 pm //Some kinda rigged quiz game, winnin' money 'n scrap.// Windchill 10:05 pm I love scandals. FakeProwl 10:06 pm @Whirl «... So, you started it again because you heard that an alternate of you had started it again? Why?» Whirl 10:06 pm *tilts his head, staring down into his glass thoughtfully* @Prowl: I know your question is--it's not about the logistics. But I'm not... sure I'm in-touch enough with, you know. You KNOW I'm a wreck, that's not a secret. I don't know what to tell you, about when it felt... right. Or okay. It's not like I've stopped being bitter, so it's nothing to do with--with HEALING or any of that sentimental nonsense. boomtank 10:06 pm A rigged...quiz game? Whirl 10:06 pm Yep. For ratings. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:06 pm //Yeah. Like givin' 'em the answers 'n scrap.// Whirl 10:06 pm It's all because of the, whatsit, the medicine. Swoop 10:06 pm Milk Whirl 10:06 pm You get a sensational show, you get a lot of people watching it--which means a lot of people see your commercial. Windchill 10:06 pm The meds with the funny name. Whirl 10:07 pm That's what you should do, Bevel. *snickers* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:07 pm [][][]Geritol.[][][] boomtank 10:07 pm Ah. That would take the ratings down if the audience knew they were doing that. Whirl 10:07 pm Yeah, what he said. *gestures to Soundwave* FakeProwl 10:07 pm @Whirl «... Hmm.» Whirl 10:07 pm @Prowl: And, like I said, the idea was there. It wouldn't go away. Swoop 10:07 pm Me Swoop want energon in bottle like that one :> boomtank 10:07 pm Geritol? Windchill 10:07 pm Why like that one? Swoop 10:08 pm Different Impact 10:08 pm Uh-oh, it's my bedtime! Bevel 10:08 pm *laughs* I can be the host and the contestant. Impact 10:08 pm G'NIGHT EVERYBODY! ItsyBitsySpyers 10:08 pm //Aww. Seeya round, Orangey.// Whirl 10:08 pm Seeya... uh, person. Windchill 10:08 pm Good night, short stack. Impact 10:08 pm *FRANTIC WAVING AS SHE HEADS OUT* boomtank 10:08 pm Good night Whirl 10:08 pm And you'll run the commercial. Bevel 10:08 pm Yep! Whirl 10:09 pm @Prowl: My turn for a question: why do you wanna know, anyway? Bevel 10:09 pm *hadn't paid as much attention as she should have to the newbuild or she might have actually recognized her* Swoop 10:09 pm Me Swoop have sippy cup :> ItsyBitsySpyers 10:10 pm *Soundwave scoots forward. Oho.* FakeProwl 10:10 pm *a moment of silence. ... whirl answered prowl's questions for free. prowl owed that much in return.* Whirl 10:11 pm Heh. The scheme is up. Bevel 10:11 pm Ha, they messed up Windchill 10:11 pm A sippy cup? Swoop 10:11 pm Sippy! ItsyBitsySpyers 10:11 pm *And this is why he believes in recording e v e r y t h i n g* Windchill 10:11 pm ...May I see it? Swoop 10:12 pm *pulls his sippy cup with the last bit of his energon ration in it out of subspace* Whirl 10:12 pm Anyway... I lost my thread. If I ever get turned into a creature that poops, Windchill, you'll be the first to know. boomtank 10:12 pm -besides creeping everyone out?- Windchill 10:12 pm *Leans, squints.* Cool. Where did you get it? Swoop 10:12 pm Carly ItsyBitsySpyers 10:12 pm *The creeping out is just a side effect.* Windchill 10:13 pm *Squints at Whirl with his spare eye.* I'll hold you to that. Whirl 10:13 pm *solemn salute* Windchill 10:13 pm I don't know what Carly is. Swoop 10:13 pm Engineer :> boomtank 10:13 pm -wonderful- Windchill 10:14 pm Ohhhh. Whirl 10:14 pm Hey, are their stagehands twins? Windchill 10:14 pm I didn't catch it. Whirl 10:14 pm Rumble, Frenzy, you want in on this game show scam? ItsyBitsySpyers 10:15 pm //Not unless we're gettin' the fame 'n credits.// He snickers. Bevel 10:15 pm Twin vs. twin episode. Whirl 10:15 pm Ohh, yes. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:16 pm *...He sees what's going on here.* FakeProwl 10:16 pm @Whirl «... I was offered... No, asked to become a police officer again. I've been—waiting, for circumstances to be right. To go back.» boomtank 10:16 pm -hums a bit, his version of quiet laughter- Bevel 10:17 pm Is he gonna dive? FakeProwl 10:17 pm @Whirl «The circumstances aren't right. I don't think they'll ever be back.» Swoop 10:18 pm *finishes his sippy cup, pretends to feed the plushy, laughs and drops it* Whirl 10:18 pm @Prowl: Honestly? Probably not. I mean, yeah, you can chalk this up to me being cynical and bitter but--it's the truth. None of us can go BACK. FakeProwl 10:18 pm *braces self for some snide comment about cops* Whirl 10:18 pm @Prowl: Even if everything else in the world went back, we're all too different, yeah? Whirl 10:20 pm @Prowl: That said, if you can make it work, you might as well give it a shot. I dunno how deep you've got yourself in with King Idiot--*another sidelong, wry glance; Whirl is not as subtle as he could be* But if you want something, REALLY want it--you'll have to get it yourself, somehow. Nice. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:21 pm *Soundwave hums. Such good work.* FakeProwl 10:22 pm @Whirl «... I don't—know if I want it. In this world. The way it is.» Whirl 10:22 pm @Prowl: Hell, I wouldn't blame you. I remember the things Starscream said to Blurr. You'd probably just be his stooge, his heavy. boomtank 10:22 pm Well. This could get messy. Windchill 10:23 pm That's hilariously pathetic. Whirl 10:23 pm Yep. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:23 pm \\...AIN'T THAT BRIBIN' GOVERNMENT? HOW COME HE AIN'T GETTIN' ARRESTED?\\ Swoop 10:23 pm When fighting start? Windchill 10:23 pm Even I can say that's pathetic, and I'm as sad and sorry as they come. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:23 pm [[There is no fighting in this, Swoop.]] Swoop 10:23 pm Boring Why You Soundwave always pick boring talky movie? ItsyBitsySpyers 10:24 pm [[Call it habit. He likes to listen.]] Tarantulas 10:25 pm *zzzzzz. sleepy spide* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:26 pm *Pings the spide. Need a lift home, so to speak?* Swoop 10:26 pm You Soundwave music bot. This movie not music movie. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:27 pm [[They don't make many music movies. He tries to conserve them.]] Whirl 10:27 pm ...a movie with music AND fighting. Tarantulas 10:27 pm *that is, the spide is actually asleep, and has been for some time - the ping startles him* Swoop 10:27 pm Conserve is energy word :> FakeProwl 10:27 pm @Whirl «I was always—I know you're not going to believe this. I know what you think of cops. But I was always a—a good cop. Even under Sentinel, even under Zeta. I was demoted for pointing a finger at them and telling them they were corrupt.» Windchill 10:27 pm I can think of at least one of those. boomtank 10:28 pm -oh great. politics. Sunstreaker is going to lean back and sigh- ItsyBitsySpyers 10:28 pm //Music AND fightin'. We seen that one. It was great.// Bevel 10:28 pm Which one is that? FakeProwl 10:28 pm @Whirl «You know as much as any random given Autobot about who I was during the war.» ItsyBitsySpyers 10:28 pm //That one with them fighters gettin' sucked off Earth for that tournament thing.// FakeProwl 10:28 pm @Whirl «I swore that I wouldn't go back to the police unless I could be the person I was before the war.» Windchill 10:28 pm ...Mortal Kombat? ItsyBitsySpyers 10:29 pm \\THAT'S IT.\\ Windchill 10:29 pm Ohohohoho. That's a good one. FakeProwl 10:29 pm @Whirl «Is that... even possible, in this world?» Whirl 10:29 pm @Prowl: Honestly? Doesn't surprise me much. Not about them being corrupt, not about you pointing the finger, back then. Whirl 10:31 pm *he looks down at the dregs of his drink as he thinks this over; he has to consider why he's being so honest. Probably, it's because it's been too long since he spoke to someone about this. Maybe it's the booze--he'll blame the booze* @Prowl: Honestly? No. I don't think so. None of us are. Not you, not me, not Optimus. And as long as I'm being honest--I think you'd let yourself be a bad cop, if you think you needed to. Bevel 10:33 pm *grumbles at movie* FakeProwl 10:34 pm @Whirl «... I see.» Tarantulas 10:34 pm *tara will take sw up on that, a goodbye ping to soundwave and prowl* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:34 pm *Pings him farewell - and a note suggesting Tarantulas rest well, too. Since he's falling asleep in public.* Swoop 10:35 pm Knife Windchill 10:35 pm *Busies himself by, quietly, cracking his knuckles.* Whirl 10:35 pm @Prowl: So, you either accept that things're going to be different, and you try and do what you want anyway, or you give it up. That's all you. Whirl 10:37 pm Ohh, damn. FakeProwl 10:39 pm @Whirl «I know. I know.» @Whirl «... Thank you.» Swoop 10:40 pm Them take outside. Bare knuckle. No weapon. End for good. All done, bam! Whirl 10:41 pm *leans back, stares until he has Prowl's eye, and lazily salutes him. Master of Subtlety here* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:41 pm *...Now what is that about?* FakeProwl 10:41 pm *prowl's eye is aimed straight down. but he caught the claw movement from the corner of his optic.* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:42 pm *You know how Whirl glanced at him after the Starscream thing? Whirl's getting that now.* Whirl 10:42 pm *he doesn't react; in fact, Whirl... doesn't actually notice. Soundwave should be able to tell. He's finishing off his booze* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:43 pm *Hmm. He'll file this away for later.* Windchill 10:45 pm *Manages to look faintly amused.* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:45 pm *Ah, the poor creator.* Bevel 10:46 pm Too much creator drama in all these movies :| Swoop 10:46 pm Everyone all upset at for game 😕 Boring Windchill 10:46 pm I wouldn't know. boomtank 10:46 pm -snorts and shakes his helm- Great Swoop 10:46 pm Everyone all go outside fight. Feel better after. Or dead. Keheh. Bevel 10:47 pm Heh. Windchill 10:47 pm Well, considering you're not supposed to feel anything when you're dead, I suppose that might be better to feel. Whirl 10:47 pm A good way to settle an argument. Or, to blow off steam. FakeProwl 10:47 pm *... slightly curls in* Whirl 10:47 pm ...or to have a good time. Swoop 10:47 pm Yah! ItsyBitsySpyers 10:48 pm *Now he's REALLY suspicious.* @Prowl: (txt): What said, Whirl? Prowl harmed? Bevel 10:48 pm *puts the stuff she was working on away* FakeProwl 10:49 pm @Soundwave «No. Nothing. I was curious about his clocks.» Windchill 10:49 pm *Chin, meet hand.* Swoop 10:49 pm *flops backwards, wings sprawling* *clutches the plushy* FakeProwl 10:49 pm *... leans on Soundwave.* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:50 pm *Tilts his helm to one side. That's an odd thing to curl up about. He'll chew on that a while. In the meantime, he'll lean back. If allowed, he'll wrap his arm around too. Comfort.* FakeProwl 10:50 pm *thank you* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:51 pm //All this yakkin'. Can't he jus' fraggin' say "Yeah, I did the cheatin' thing cause I'm a lazy high caste meatbag?"// //An' how come they was all nasty at th' other human but not this one?// boomtank 10:52 pm -coughs- ItsyBitsySpyers 10:52 pm //Buncha kiss-afts.// Windchill 10:52 pm Nope, high caste folks gotta clap themselves on the back for meeting the basic minimum of decency. Whirl 10:52 pm Yeah--except--heh. This guy. This guy's you, Rumble. Windchill 10:53 pm Good. Bevel 10:53 pm That guy was good. boomtank 10:53 pm -Sunstreaker is going to say nothing to all this- FakeProwl 10:53 pm ((bless that one dude for shutting down the intellectual circlejerk)) Bevel 10:53 pm [[Best dude boomtank 10:53 pm yuuuup)) Whirl 10:53 pm ((agreed)) Windchill 10:54 pm (( Tbh. )) ItsyBitsySpyers 10:54 pm ((don't get too excited.)) boomtank 10:54 pm well shit)) Whirl 10:54 pm ((uh oh)) Windchill 10:55 pm (( Of course the corporations are gonna get off pfft. )) ItsyBitsySpyers 10:56 pm ((Of course they did. You still watch NBC, don't you? 😄 )) Bevel 10:56 pm [[Yeeeeep Windchill 10:56 pm (( No, I don't watch TV, BUT it's a no-brainer. )) boomtank 10:56 pm yep)) Swoop 10:56 pm *flaps wings tiredly, looks so very very bored* boomtank 10:57 pm Politics. That is all it is. Windchill 10:58 pm *Fakes a yawn.* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:59 pm *Soundwave huffs. What a fitting song. That wasn't planned.* Swoop 10:59 pm *holds triceratops plushy over himself* Bevel 10:59 pm *so fitting Bevel might have laughed a little* Whirl 10:59 pm Is this--Devil Inside? Oh, nope. I am wrong. Swoop 11:00 pm All fixed, better ItsyBitsySpyers 11:00 pm *Laserbeak chitters approval of Swoop's work. Well done!* FakeProwl 11:00 pm *... leans harder on soundwave* Swoop 11:01 pm Slag want it back 😶 Fly after, Bird? ItsyBitsySpyers 11:01 pm {{Yes! You give fixed toy, us flying. Race through Sonic Canyon, neheh.}} Swoop 11:02 pm YAh! Good. Me Swoop give FAST. Then flying!!! Whirl 11:02 pm *streeetches* Back to domestic bliss? *to Windchill* Swoop 11:02 pm See you at Canyon! Bye, Bird! ItsyBitsySpyers 11:02 pm {{Byeeee!}} *Not the kind of ending Prowl would like, he supposes. Soundwave gives his shoulder a quiet nudge.* @Prowl: (txt): These, humans. Their flaws, learned. Not repeated. Windchill 11:02 pm (( I get dinner and am surrounded by carnivores, one of whom almost sent y'all a message.)) Whirl 11:03 pm (9HEY CATS)) Windchill 11:03 pm Domestic bliss? ((Babs and Batdog!)) Bevel 11:03 pm *gets up to leave. waves to room in general* Windchill 11:03 pm Bye, Shovel. FakeProwl 11:03 pm @Soundwave «... Hm?» *he barely knows what the movie was about* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:03 pm //Seeya!// Whirl 11:04 pm *SNICKERS* Bye, mech. *salutes her* Windchill 11:04 pm There's nothing domestic about my //darlings,// I promise you. Whirl 11:04 pm Mm-hmm. boomtank 11:04 pm -oh, right, movie's over. Time to get going. Up he gets- Windchill 11:05 pm Making messes, making awful noises, eating the house. A pair of wild animals, that's what I've got to deal with. Luckily, I fit right in. Whirl 11:06 pm I was about to say. *snickers* Windchill 11:06 pm *Grins. He takes PRIDE in that fact.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:06 pm @Prowl: (txt): ...Disappointing movie ending. This, not--? *Concerning. If he could just reach in there and pluck out what was wrong... but no. Not thinking like that.* (txt): Stay. When others gone. Longer, if wanted, needed. Will listen. If not listen, other. \\LEAVIN', BLASTER?\\ //Oh yeah! The present for the li'l egg newbuild. Hold on.// And Rumble's racing upstairs to get it. Whirl 11:07 pm *perks up; he's eager to see this* Windchill 11:07 pm *Raises hand.* Hey, Soundwave. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:08 pm [[Hmm?]] Windchill 11:08 pm Is there a rule about bringing your spawn to movie night? *He's asking BEFORE he does something they all regret. Even he will play by the rules SOMETIMES..* (( I'm surrounded by furry land sharks, send help. )) Whirl 11:09 pm ((RIP IN PIECES)) Windchill 11:09 pm (( THANKS I COULD HELP BRO. )) boomtank 11:10 pm good luck, and watch your fingers)) ItsyBitsySpyers 11:10 pm [[As long as they are not disruptive and do not destroy his property.]] He pauses, thinking about when he first got to the multiverse and how others seemed to treat him as a babysitting service. [[You are also responsible for their entertainment. And you will not forget them here.]] FakeProwl 11:10 pm @Soundwave «... Was it?» *tries to remember anything about the end of the movie. ... there was a trial. someone must have been wrongfully convicted and/or found not guilty* boomtank 11:10 pm -Sunstreaker is just going to head off now, since the crowd has thinned enough for that- FakeProwl 11:11 pm @Soundwave «There's not much to listen to.» Windchill 11:11 pm *Raises his brows. He'd almost be insulted that Soundwave had to include that, if he hadn't seen enough *stellar parenting* in his lifetime to know what the mech was talking about.* Understood. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:12 pm *Rumble tears back downstairs waving a small data slug.* //I got it!// *Here you go. One set of five Insecticon hive songs from their timeline.* *War and feasting tunes, mostly, but you take what you can get when you're on rough terms with them.* Whirl 11:12 pm What is it? *ZOOPS at the slug* Windchill 11:14 pm *His brows lower until he looks properly confused.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:14 pm @Prowl: (txt): Will listen regardless - if asked. Still here if not. *Light squeeze.* FakeProwl 11:15 pm *... acknowledging ping* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:18 pm //Always hear reproductin' origin newbuilds got lullabies 'n stuff, right? So we figured, grub, egg, maybe we trade some buildin' scrap 'n get some of 'em. Kinda.// boomtank 11:18 pm thanks for the stream, later!)) ItsyBitsySpyers 11:18 pm ((bye!)) Windchill 11:19 pm *Squints.* You did what? ItsyBitsySpyers 11:21 pm *He sighs.* //We traded Chop Shop some slag so his whole everybody'd sing stuff for the kid.// Whirl 11:21 pm *tilts his head and his optic squints into a smile* That's... a damn sight more thoughtful than MY present. *pauses* Of course, I could always get some recordings of The Horned Wonder singing. But that'll give her nightmares. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:22 pm [[-He- wouldn't mind a recording of that.]] FakeProwl 11:22 pm *... are they talking about insecticons singing.* Windchill 11:22 pm Oh... FakeProwl 11:22 pm *just kinda. subtly. cringes into soundwave's side.* Windchill 11:23 pm *It's time to squint at Whirl for a moment: a worthy distraction from his own awkwardness.* Don't be ridiculous. My spawn is brave and BOLD. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:24 pm *Slowly pets side. You know what he hasn't sent in a long while? A game move. You know what type he's never sent? Hax. That should help until they're done.* Windchill 11:24 pm Besides, I doubt there's anything out there that manages to sound worse than her carrier. Whirl 11:25 pm YOU'VE never heard Cyclonus SINGING. And, be careful what you wish for, Soundwave. *okay in all honesty it has a certain... charm. But that probably has more to do with Cyclonus than the music* Does she talk at all, yet? FakeProwl 11:25 pm *... long delay* Windchill 11:26 pm *Shakes his head.* No, it's all gibberish. If I bring her in sometime, you can all see. Whirl 11:26 pm Hmm. Can she beep? Windchill 11:27 pm ...I haven't heard any beeps. Whirl 11:27 pm Hmmmm. *taps the underside of his helm thoughtfully* Windchill 11:27 pm *He's getting distracted from poor Rumble, whoops.* FakeProwl 11:27 pm *... sends move* *this isn't going to be the best game prowl's ever played* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:29 pm *It doesn't need to be. For one thing, he's obviously out of sorts for reasons Soundwave is still trying to piece together (but knows it has something to do with cops and clocks and is too uncomfortable to talk about). For another, personal mastery or not, it's probably the only game he'll ever have a great shot at winning.* Whirl 11:29 pm *has lapsed into Thoughts, so Windchill is free to give the twins the attention they deserve* Windchill 11:30 pm *A short lived freedom, before the Beepening happens.* FakeProwl 11:30 pm *take this chance while you can, soundwave* Whirl 11:31 pm ((SCREAMS)) ((THIS WAS MY BAND BACK IN THE DAAAAY)) Windchill 11:32 pm *He shakes his head. ANYWAY.* Wow, um. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:32 pm *He will, with another move. Shorter than he'd usually play, by far, but if the point is to keep Prowl distracted until the room is clear, taking lots of time won't help.* Windchill 11:33 pm *He doesn't know what to say, give him a minute.* Whirl 11:33 pm Kind of a backhanded compliment. Pfft. ...the song, not anything anyone said. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:34 pm //Okay, cause I was sorta confused.// Whirl 11:34 pm Right? ItsyBitsySpyers 11:35 pm \\AH, PRIMUSSAKE. I'M GOIN' UPSTAIRS. AIN'T HERE FOR ALL THIS SAPPY SCRAP.\\ Whirl 11:36 pm *salutes* Seeya in a couple days, mech. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:36 pm \\LEAST BLURR GOT GOOD MUSIC. SEEYA.\\ *Rumble just snorts after his brother.* Windchill 11:36 pm *Waves absentmindedly.* Whirl 11:37 pm *watches Windchill, then swivels his helm around to Rumble* Well. You broke him. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:38 pm //Ha. Jus' goes to show how powerful I am.// Windchill 11:39 pm Pfft. You caught me off guard. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:39 pm //Maybe we oughta stick him in a box 'n send him home with REPAIR ME wrote on him.// Whirl 11:39 pm I'll make sure to beware any gifts YOU try and give me, then. Pfft. Whaddya say, Windchill? Windchill 11:40 pm You got a box big enough? ItsyBitsySpyers 11:40 pm //Naw, but we could call Astrotrain maybe.// //He's kinda boxy.// Windchill 11:40 pm You could also divide me up into multiple boxes. *Oops, that was morbid.* Whirl 11:41 pm Or... we construct. A giant dumpster. OR... we steal one. FakeProwl 11:41 pm *ping. move.* Windchill 11:41 pm ...That too. Whirl 11:41 pm I'm sure there are some around new Iacon. Big, industrial ones. Windchill 11:41 pm Perfect for hiding bodies in? Whirl 11:42 pm Hiding your body, maybe. Windchill 11:42 pm *Hand over spark.* Good enough. I'll take it. Whirl 11:43 pm *he's legit going to fly around looking for a huge dumpster now* Windchill 11:43 pm Anyway...thanks, Rumble. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:43 pm *Take Rumble. He'll show you where New Iacon is.* Whirl 11:43 pm *he's referring to the Cybertron he lives on. ...unless that's what you mean. Whirl has no idea they live there yet* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:43 pm //Yeah, mech. No problem. New life's new life, y'know?// Whirl 11:44 pm ((well, "lives on")) ((the cybertron in the dimension he's squatting in)) Windchill 11:44 pm ...Yeah. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:44 pm *Oh, no. He'd only be able to show Whirl THEIR Iacon. Which is mostly just a handful of bots out slowly repairing the Archives.* Whirl 11:44 pm *gotcha* *he's genuinely enjoying watching Rumble render Windchill speechless, this is priceless* All right, fellas. *leans back and streeetches, first one leg then the other* I'm out. See you guys. Windchill 11:45 pm *How dare you* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:45 pm //Catch ya later, mech.// Windchill 11:45 pm Bye, sucker. Whirl 11:46 pm *bobs his helm cordially at Rumble and Windchill both* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:46 pm *Ping to Prowl. He'll keep turning other pieces to other things over in his mind while he waits.* Windchill 11:47 pm *He's thinking.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:49 pm *And now Rumble's getting nervous.* //...Listen, ya don't gotta make nothin' big outta it or whatever. Jus' supposed to be a li'l congrats.// FakeProwl 11:50 pm *pings back* Windchill 11:50 pm Well, yeah, I mean. It's not a big slug. *He might have to be extra careful in handling with his giant meat hooks, in fact.* Windchill 11:52 pm I'll have to let my better half preview it. I doubt I'll understand anything that's on it. *He shrugs. It's not meant to be dismissive, he simply gives the carrier the final say in anything concerning the grubber.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:53 pm *Rumble nods. Sure thing.* Windchill 11:55 pm I'm sure they'll both appreciate it, though. There's nobody else like them on our Earth. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:57 pm *Huge whoosh of relief.* //Good. Uh, the 'ppreciatin'. Not the - I mean - ah, Pit. Glad to hear it ain't all wrong probably.// He scratches his helm. //I'm gonna head upstairs. Catch ya next time, huh?// Windchill 11:58 pm *He nods.* Yeah, you can't get rid of me THAT easily. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:58 pm *Ping ping. Move sent.* Windchill 11:58 pm *It's about time he headed home, actually.* Yesterday Windchill 11:59 pm *That means it's time for him to get off of his giant butt, data slug safely tucked away in subspace.* ItsyBitsySpyers 12:00 am *Soundwave lifts his helm to look at Windchill. He nods his farewell.* Windchill 12:01 am Good night, suckerrrrrrs. *He'll wave at Rumble one last time.* My grub awaits. ItsyBitsySpyers 12:01 am //Night!// ItsyBitsySpyers 12:03 am *With that, Rumble whistles at his fellow deployers. C'mon, you lot. Leave the Boss and his last guest be.* *Soundwave beeps at Prowl and nudges his shoulder again. No more Insecticon talk, no more of whatever Whirl said, no other people.* FakeProwl 12:03 am *pings back* ItsyBitsySpyers 12:04 am (txt): Talk wanted? Other? FakeProwl 12:06 am ... There's not much to talk about. ItsyBitsySpyers 12:11 am (txt): Prowl certain? Many days spent within self. ... If 'nothing' request still active, apology given. Agreement break unintended. *Temporarily disengages to rearrange himself up against one corner of the seat with legs stretched the long way. Beckons with a finger. Come here. Uncurl and rest.* FakeProwl 12:13 am *doesn't really uncurl. but relocates to lean against Soundwave in his new position* ... Starscream offered me an additional job duty. I've been weighing the pros and cons of accepting it. ItsyBitsySpyers 12:16 am *That's fine too. He'll get both arms around as best he can and rest his chin on the nearest available frame spot.* *Oh. OH. Cops and clocks. Now he sees. Things that people want to do but haven't been connected to in ages.* (txt): Enforcer work? FakeProwl 12:17 am *long silence* ... Doesn't matter. I'm turning down the offer. Or—refusing the appointment. I don't know whether Starscream was offering it or assigning it. ItsyBitsySpyers 12:18 am *So much for resting his chin. He lifts it up again, surprised.* (txt): Why? FakeProwl 12:19 am Doesn't matter. ItsyBitsySpyers 12:21 am (txt): Negative. Reason matters. Position wanted all time Prowl known. *A pause. Granted, he'd only known this Prowl for one or two years, but still.* (txt): What changed? FakeProwl 12:22 am Doesn't matter. ItsyBitsySpyers 12:24 am (txt): Disagreed. *Quiet vent. Equally quiet nuzzle while he thinks.* (txt): What position: alternative, if enforcer status refused? FakeProwl 12:24 am No "alternative." It was an additional duty, not a replacement duty. ItsyBitsySpyers 12:28 am *Yes, right. Of course. He'd said that. He'd just be an enforcer on top of the other work. The work he'd gone to prison and spent all this time to plan. The political and social scheming and string-pulling. Like they both were used to doing during the war.* *...Oh.* *Damn his curiosity, but he has to ask.* (txt): ...What expected, if -original- duty refused? FakeProwl 12:29 am ... Original duty? ItsyBitsySpyers 12:30 am (txt): Imprisonment reason. Original intent. FakeProwl 12:30 am ... Nothing's expected. I'm not refusing my original duty. ItsyBitsySpyers 12:32 am (txt): Hypothetical question. Situation interpretation requirement. FakeProwl 12:33 am I tend to try to avoid spending my time and RAM calculating the outcomes of scenarios that I'm not entertaining as possibilities. ItsyBitsySpyers 12:42 am *Stubborn, stubborn. A good thing most times. This time, vaguely frustrating.* (txt): ...Not certain refusal: necessary. Not Soundwave's choice. If discussion: unwanted, this: respected. However, audial offered if mind changed, vent wanted, understanding needed, combination. Not minded. FakeProwl 12:44 am Refusal isn't "necessary." But it's correct. There's nothing about it worth discussing. ItsyBitsySpyers 12:53 am *He doesn't know how to word what he wants to say. It's going to be a little awkward. Please bear with him, Prowl.* (txt): Soundwave... sorry. Prowl wanted ideal self-future. This, own want. Loss not - loss-- *He can't figure it out. He mimes snapping something with his hands instead.* (txt): Request: Retain. If Prowl -certain- not possible now, perhaps future still available. This, not - not lost city. Can hold within self. Should hold. Keep during original work. Best. FakeProwl 12:55 am *prowl's hands curl shut* ItsyBitsySpyers 12:56 am *Oh no. What did he do. He wasn't trying to advise like the time with the Constructicons; it was just-- he just. Doesn't want Prowl to let go of it altogether. The world is cold enough.* FakeProwl 12:57 am ... I should—probably go home. ItsyBitsySpyers 1:02 am (txt): ...Not intending - not trying... *Never mind. He's going to make it worse. Like he did then. He doesn't know what he's done wrong but he's broken -something- and if he doesn't just stop he might well ruin it.* *He reluctantly lets go, not that the avatar needs him to do that. It can just flicker out whenever it wants. He knows that. Call it a sign of acceptance.* FakeProwl 1:03 am ... You didn't do anything wrong. ItsyBitsySpyers 1:04 am *Gonna have trouble believing that, but he will try. Prowl's not supposed to lie, after all.* *Small nod.* (txt): Rest. FakeProwl 1:05 am *in a very convoluted way, he's not lying.* *small nod. he'll try.* ItsyBitsySpyers 1:11 am *Soundwave watches it flicker out, then rolls onto his front to try to get some recharge of his own. He won't succeed. Too busy replaying the conversation over and over in his head, and then too busy being angry at Starscream for locking Prowl away so that even if the conversation -had- gone better the moment Prowl felt safe and calm and tired enough to recharge his avatar would just wink out and leave them with the same outcome either way.*

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