#when you get to krypton and find my corpse

[phrogprincess]

fic idea, voltron x dc crossover: the paladins are wandering around the universe, not really trying to get anywhere urgently, when they come across a destroyed planet. a few parts are relatively intact, so they land and explore, maybe pay their respects to the dead.

lance wanders into the shell of what might have been a fancy house, and finds a strange symbol. maybe in tile on the floor, maybe painted onto a wall, maybe as part of a broken statue or as a wearable pin. whatever the form, it shocks him.

“guys!” lance yells. they gather close.

“wait…” keith whispers.

“no way,” hunk laughs in disbelief.

“i think i might lose my mind,” pidge adds.

shiro is speechless from shock.

“paladins?” allura asks warily. “what’s going on?”

“oh, nothing,” lance says with false calm. “just, slap me if im crazy, but this is superman’s symbol, right? the big s on his chest?”

[thevindicativevordan]

My Take on a Superman Video Game

I've seen other people give their takes on how to approach this, and given Superman and video games are two major topics of interest for me, I thought I'd give my pitch.

So first off, I’m giving him a health bar. Yes I know some people will b**** and no I don’t care. I don’t care what people who get their Superman knowledge from YouTube or Instagram “fact” pages think about the character, and all the other attempts such as the city health bar in the Returns game didn’t satisfy me. So right off the bat he’s getting a health bar. Second: it’s time to start showing casuals areas of Superman lore they either don’t know about or aren’t very familiar with. The reason for that is people think they “know” Superman so we need to immediately show something they DON’T know about or HAVEN’T seen already to get them to not immediately dismiss Superman out of hand based on memes or whatever. Which leads into my third creative point. Third: I’m not setting the first game in Metropolis. The Arkham games didn’t immediately throw you into an open world Gotham, they built up to it. The Spider-Man PS4 game started off with an open world because they were able to build upon dozens of Spider-Man games that laid the ground work for them. The first Superman game in decades needs to avoid biting off more than it can chew, and throwing Superman into an open world feels like a bad idea. So where can it be? Well there are options. There’s Warworld. There’s Apokolips. But I think the best location is one that’s intrinsically tied to Superman and his Kryptonian background, and serves as a nice counterpart to Batman starting out in Arkham Asylum: The Phantom Zone

The Asylum was a great starting point for Batman for a couple reason: 1. It’s the iconic prison where Batman leaves his Rogues, 2. It’s gothic and horror esque vibe crafts the perfect atmosphere, and 3. it’s place as a center for examining the mind makes it great for exploring Batman’s mental state. For similar reason the PZ is the perfect place to start off Superman: 1. It likewise is an iconic prison for Superman Rogues 2. It’s science fiction and horror mixed together which crafts the perfect atmosphere for Superman to kick ass or be introspective, and 3. It lets Kal come face to face with his Kryptonian heritage in the nastiest way possible as he’s dumped into a place filled with prisoners his father helped exile as well as all the other monsters and criminals other races have dumped there. So he’s going to the Zone but how does he get there and what’s the story? It would be boring if he just walked in. Here’s the pitch: It’s Year 2 of Superman’s career. He’s already established himself as a hero in Metropolis and worldwide. The public knows he claims to mean them no harm and that he only seems to do good deeds, but they know very little about his origins and are divided as to his true intentions. The problem is Clark himself doesn’t really know his origins either beyond knowing he’s an alien from another planet. His only relics from his home planet are the rocket, a tablet written in a language he can’t read, and a curious device that doesn’t seem to have any use. As a show of goodwill, and because he hasn’t made any progress understanding them himself, Clark turns the tablet and the device over to STAR Labs for study. One day as he’s beating down some Intergang thugs, reality twists, and suddenly Clark finds himself in a place that is definitely not Metropolis. The “earth” is chalk white, the sky is a purple, green lightning flashes around as far as he can see, and where the sun should be there’s instead a black hole. Somehow Clark and the terrified Intergang thugs have ended up in the Phantom Zone with no idea of how they got there and how to get back.

The thugs accuse Clark of transporting them there and attack him, with Clark suddenly realizing his powers are fading in this place with no sunlight. Luckily a stranger arrives and aids Clark in dispatching the thugs. Clark thanks him for his aid and then asks who he is. The stranger pauses and tells Clark: “My name is Dru-Zod, a general of Krypton”. He raises a hand for Clark to shake. “I was a friend of your father, Kal-El”. Zod tells Kal about the place he’s in, and his history with it. He tells him that other humans have been brought here as well besides the Intergang thugs, including many of Clark’s foes. Zod informs Clark that the likely culprit for their arrival to the PZ is the very first prisoner Jor-El ever banished to the Phantom Zone: Xa-Du the Phantom King, who has spent so long imprisoned that he seems to have obtained a degree of control over the Zone that gives him strange powers. Kal is told that if he does not collect the scattered humans and escape the Zone soon, he and the humans will become trapped there, as anyone who spends too long in the Zone eventually becomes unable to leave without special equipment on the other side to bring them back, thanks to the way the Zone warps the inhabitants. Kal’s mission is clear: Collect the scattered humans, defeat and pacify his foes trapped there with him so they can be brought back as well, and defeat the Phantom King before he tears a hole between the Zone and the real world that could cause catastrophe for Earth. That’s the basic story pitch, next I’ll go into gameplay mechanics and what Rogues I’d use.

Clark starts the game having been de powered back to “Golden Age” power levels due to there being no sun in the PZ. Zod teaches him about Sunstones that grow naturally in the PZ, which will allow him to slowly re-empower himself. The Sunstones ward off the PZ’s influence and basically act as perk points for Clark to unlock and upgrade his powers. At the start he can’t fly, he can only run and leap. Zod acts as Kal’s mentor throughout the game, teaching him about Kryptonian history and how to read the language. He also tutors him in the dangers of the Phantom Zone as well as training him to hone his powers. Kal gets the feeling there’s more to Zod than he’s letting on though, and some of his comments raise Kal’s suspicions. The base of the game is the Fortress of Solitude.

It’s backstory is that when Jor-El first discovered the PZ, he built the FoS as a research outpost to study the place. It’s packed full of Kryptonian tech and it has the ability to shift back into the natural world. Zod couldn’t use it because it’s caretaker Kelex only responds to House El members. However it won’t shift back until it judges its user “sterilized” in order to avoid contaminating the natural world with the Zone’s influence. Because Kal was brought over so suddenly and without the proper tech, he has to use Sunstones to purge the Zone from his body before the Fortress will respond to his commands. This is a nice way of tying the gameplay and story together. Kal needs the stones to save the civilians and to go home, which helps explain why he might do side quests rather than stick with just the main questline. Civilians Superman has to rescue in the Zone: Lois Lane, Perry White, Jimmy Olsen, Dr. Veritas, Ron Troupe, Dr. John Henry Irons, Dr. Hamilton, Bibbo, Dr. Hank Henshaw and his family, Commissioner Henderson, Captain Maggie Sawyer, Detective Turpin, members of the Newskids Legion, Morgan Edge, and other OCs or nameless civilians. Kal also meets Krypto, who was transported into the Zone by Jor-El in order to watch over the Fortress as its guard, in order to keep it safe so that Kal might one day reclaim it. Rogues: Some of Superman’s Rogues have been teleported to the PZ as well, and unfortunately they have their own plans for escaping the Zone, even if it means they have to kill Superman to do it.

Metallo: John Corbyn is a cyborg soldier that served in the US Army under Sam Lane and was created as the government’s Anti-Superman deterrent. After a fight with Superman in his early career left him crippled, he was bonded to a nanosuit that equips him with various weaponry capable of killing Superman. He believes Superman transported everyone there as part of a first strike against humanity. Parasite: A Lexcorp lab experiment gone horribly wrong, Rudy Jones is a science fiction vampire who needs to kill to sustain himself. He absorbs the memories and skills of whoever he kills, and he is able to transform his body into various weapons (think Alex Mercer from [PROTOTYPE] to know what I mean). He’s hunting the civilians to feed on and has his eye on Superman as well. Livewire: Leslie was a vlogger with a far looser code of ethics than Clark. Her “reporting” eventually angered the wrong people who attempted to have her assassinated. Instead Leslie ended up with powers over electromagnetism, and a grudge against Morgan Edge who she believes was behind the Intergang hit on her. Edge is her target but she doesn’t mind stepping over Superman’s corpse if she has to. The Terran (Terra-Man): Krypton wasn’t the only planet to discover the Phantom Zone. One alien race banished the immortal hunter known as the Terran, whose human name was Tobias before he was abducted by aliens who were interested in the potential of the human meta gene and wanted to experiment on him. Their experiment was a success and Tobias broke free, using their own weaponry to hunt them down and carve a bloody path across the stars. Eventually he was transported to the PZ and is now desperate to escape. Mr. Mxy: Who is this creature? Neither a human nor seemingly an alien prisoner of the PZ, Mxy engages Clark in a series of puzzles that reveal secrets about the PZ... and foretell of threats to come. Red Cloud: An enforcer for the Invisible Mafia, her only loyalty is to her boss Leone. Her identity is a secret from Clark for now and she intends for it to remain that way. Silver Banshee: Not every human teleported to the PZ was unchanged. Some reacted much more strongly to the Zone’s influence. One former human has now been twisted into the sinister Silver Banshee, driven insane by the whispers in the Zone and the alterations to her body. She poses a formidable threat to Clark in her current state. Xa-Du: The Phantom King and first prisoner of the Phantom Zone sent from Krypton. Zod claims he was insane even before he was sent here but his incarceration has done nothing to improve his health if so. Gleefully plotting his return to the real world, Xa’s only desire is to raise an army of super zombies with himself as their Necrogod ruler. His time in the Zone has given him control over the degraded Phantoms, and he can channel the energies permeating the Zone into a variety of attacks (basically he’s a space necromancer). His aim is to corrupt Kal-El and the Fortress and use both to travel to Earth and he will never stop hunting Kal. Non boss mooks for Clark to fight: Phantoms - Some of the inhabitants of the Zone have degenerated into the ghostly Phantoms, their only desire to spread their suffering to others. They have been so warped by the Zone they’ve become a part of it and are thus incapable of permanently dying. Shades - Much more powerful Phantoms, Shades retain some memory of their former lives and posses some of their former skills. They serve as the elite of Xa-DU’s forces. Shadowbreed - Native creatures of the PZ, these beings feed on the light of the SunStones and thus see Clark as a meal as well. They possess various animals of the PZ to attack and feed on him. Eradicators - Once these machines served House El in their study of this place acting as defenders. But time has eroded their programming and they now seek to destroy even the Last Son of their old House.

That's the basic of my pitch, I think it's a fairly manageable one that addresses a lot of the arguments you get from people about why a game "wouldn't work" or whatever.

[sebastianshaw]

RP Meme from The Lost Boys

I told you to stay off the boardwalk.

Hey, I liked that song.

I don't see any boogeymen or nasty guys.

Wait. That's from my era!

That's the ocean air.

Smells like someone died.

Looks like he's dead. No, he's just a deep sleeper.

If he's dead, can we go back to [PLACE]?

What's wrong with this picture? There's no TV. Have you seen a TV? I haven't seen a TV.

You're the only woman I ever knew who didn't improve her situation by getting divorced.

A big legal war wasn't going to improve anybody's situation.

Ouch. My hair.

Talk about the Texas Chainsaw Massacre.

We've got some rules around here. Second shelf is

mine. That's where I keep my root beers and my double-thick Oreo cookies. Nobody touches the second shelf but me.

There's another rule around here, and I want you to pay

close attention. Don't touch anything. Everything is exactly where I want it.

There are some bad elements around here.

You're telling me we've moved to the murder capital of the world?

If all the corpses buried around here were to stand up all at once we'd have one hell of a population problem.

I just like to read the TV Guide. Read the TV Guide, you don't need a TV.

I was so worried. Don't run off like that.

We were that age, too, once. Only they dress better.

You have a generous nature. I like that in a person.

So how may I help you this evening? We have it all.

I look that needy, huh?

You're chasing that girl, aren't you?

I'm at the mercy of your sex glands.

Don't you have something better to do than follow me around all night?

Just scoping your civilian wardrobe.

Listen buddy, if you're looking for the diet frozen-yogurt bar, it went out of business last summer.

That's a very serious book, man.

Only five in existence.

Where the hell are you from? Krypton?

Nobody drives this baby but me.

We have to let it warm up a little. Hear that sound? Just like a baby pussycat.

That's as close to town as I like to get.

It's a pretty cool place. If you're a Martian. Or a vampire.

Are you guys sniffing old newsprint or something?

You think you really know what's happening here, don't you? Well, I'll tell you something. You don't know shit buddy.

This is just our cover. We are dedicated to a higher

purpose. We're fighters for Truth Justice, and the American

way.

Think of it more as a survival manual.

There's our number on the back and pray you never need to call us.

I'll pray I never need to call you.

If you want your ear pierced, I'll do it.

I came this close to being called Moon Beam or Moon Child Or something like that.

I can't beat your bike.

You don't have to beat me, [NAME]. You just have to try

and keep up.

Just you! Come on! Just you!

That's what I love about this place. You ask, and then you get.

I can never sleep with the closet door open, either. Not even a crack.

Don't sneak up on people like that!

What, you don't like rice? Tell me [NAME], how could a

billion Chinese people be wrong? Come on!

You're eating maggots. How do they taste?

Sorry about that. No hard feelings, huh?

Drink some of this, [NAME]. Be one of us.

Give me those sunglasses.

You need sunglasses to talk on the phone?

Are you freebasing? Inquiring minds want to know.

Anything in here that might pass for after-shave?

Have a big date tonight, [NAME]?

Lose the earring, [NAME]. It's not you. It's definitely

not you.

All you do is give attitude lately.

Go take your bath.

What did you do to my dog, asshole?

I didn't hurt him. He bit me. This is my blood.

Why did he bite you, huh? What did you do to him?

He was protecting you.

Look at your reflection in the mirror. You're a creature of

the night, [NAME]. Just like out of a comic book.

My own brother/sister/friend/etc, a goddam shit-sucking vampire.

You wait 'til[NAME] finds out!

Just let me talk. Wait a minute! [NAME]!

You did the right thing by calling us.

Does the sunlight freak him out?

He wears sunglasses in the house.

He always had bad breath, though.

He's a vampire all right. Here's what you do.

I can't do that! He's my brother/sister/mother/friend/etc!

You better get yourself a garlic T-shirt, buddy. Or it's

your funeral.

I think we have to have a real long talk about something.

[NAME] help! He's coming to get me!

[NAME], help me! Open up! Help me! [NAME], open the window!

So what are you, the flying nun?

We're gonna work this out. We*re gonna work this out. Trust

me, okay?

I thought I saw something on my window, but I guess I got carried away.

I would like to have a personal life too.

Can I sleep in here with you tonight?

You smell like garlic.

What's happening to me, [NAME]?

I don't know how to help you.

Aren't we friends anymore?

Then let's act like friends. Let's talk.

We could talk about anything you want to talk about.

I have more serious things on my mind than girls and school. Things I'm dealing with.

Looks like I wasn't the only one who got lucky last night.

The dog chased my mom like the Hounds of Hell from Vampires

Everywhere.

We've been aware of some very serious vampire activity in

town for a long time.

[PLACE] has become a haven for the undead.

As a matter of fact, we're almost certain that ghouls and

werewolves occupy high position at City Hall.

Kill your brother/sister/boyfriend/aunt/best friend/etc, you'll feel better!

Look, it says here that if you kill the head vampire all half-vampires will return to normal.

Does he know who the head vampire is?

You'll have to kill him. And if you don't, we will.

Vampire require a daytime protector, a guardian to watch

over them as they sleep. Fierce dogs, the Hounds of Hell,

are often employed for this purpose.

Truth, Justice, The American way triumphs.

Smells good. When do we eat?

Are we gonna have company again?

Well, you are the man of the house and I'm not coming in until you invite me.

He promises to behave if you come back.

I didn't know you were having guests.

Our batting average isn't terrific, is it? Zero for two.

You're so sweet to him.

I don't know what got in to him. He's not like that.

If you ever want to see [NAME] again, you better come with

us now.

Initiation's over, [NAME]. Time to join the club.

Don't kill me, [NAME]. I'm basically a good kid, so just

don't kill me.

Just work with me and I can help you. You'll be okay.

Is she one of them?

You shut the window and lock your door.

She's one of them! And don't tell me it doesn't make her a

bad person, [NAME]!

Yes, and it's my fault. You would've not met me, if I

hadn't liked you. I tried to warn you.

You drank someone's blood? Are you crazy?

We're not them.

Why didn't you kill me last night?

You're supposed to be my first.

What are you doing here? What do you want from me?

Don't kill anybody until we get back to you!

I got connections.

The night crawler. The bloodsucker. El Vampiro.

I don't want you going down there.

Look, this isn't a comic book, [NAME]. These guys are

brutal killers.

Who'd you rather go down in with you? Them or me?

If something happens down there, I won't have the strength

to protect you.

This time I'll protect you.

Even though you're a vampire, you're still my brother/sister/friend/etc

If you try to stop us, or vamp out in any way, I'll stake

you without even thinking twice about it!

Where did you say you met these guys?

Don't you touch her. Stay away from her.

Flies and the undead go together like bullets and guns.

There must be coffins here someplace.

I thought they'd be in coffins.

That's what this cave is. It's one giant coffin.

Right now they're at their most vulnerable. Easy pickings.

Remember. You just have to kill the leader.

We don't know which one he is.

I guess we'll just have to kill them all.

What's that, a little vampire humor? It wasn't funny.

Good night, bloodsucker.

We blew it, man! We lost it!

We unraveled in the face of the enemy!

They pulled a mind-scramble on us!

We don't ride with vampires.

"Burn rubber" does not mean warp speed!

Your dog knows a flesh-eater when he smells one.

The sun goes down. They'll be looking for us.

[PLACE] is crawling with vampires

They're coming to the house as soon as it gets dark!

I'm gonna see [NAME] tonight, and you're trying to ruin it for me.

I don't know what you don't want me to see.

I'm not talking about [NAME]! To hell with [NAME]!

Good. That's just the way we like it.

We've got a date tonight?

They'll be coming for all of us.

It's just old memories coming back.

Why are you so jumpy tonight?

He seemed so sincere, but it's insane.

Tell me. I promise not to laugh. Honest.

I think I should warn you all when a vampire dies, it's never a pretty sight.

Some yell and scream. Some go quietly. Some explode. Some implode. But all will try to take you with them.

Don't go out there! Stop him!

I say we terminate them right now.

You're mine. You killed [NAME]

Try the holy water, dead breath!

I nailed one of them downstairs with a bow and arrow.

We trashed the one that looked like Twisted Sister.

We totally annihilated his night stalkin' ass!

Death to all vampires!

We are awesome monster bashers!

Holy shit! The attack of Eddie Monster!

Stop! Get away from him! Just stay away from him! He's just

a little boy.

You're afraid to face me, [NAME]?

I tried to make you immortal.

You tried to make me a killer!

Stop fighting me, [NAME]. I don't want to kill you. Join us.

It is too late, my blood is in your veins.

Don't let them see me like this.

What happened to your face?

I knew it. You are the head vampire.

You're the secret [NAME] was protecting.

Don't ever invite a vampire into your house, you silly boy/girl/etc.

It renders you powerless.

Has everyone gone crazy? What's the matter with all of you?

It was you I was after, all along, [NAME]

It was all going to be so perfect, [NAME]

Just like one big happy family.

Great. The bloodsucking Brady Bunch.

I still want you, [NAME]. I haven't changed my mind about that.

I didn't invite you this time, [NAME]

Don't you touch my mother/father/son/dog/etc

Don't fight, [NAME]. It's so much better if you don't fight.

How much do you think we should charge them for this?

One thing about living in [PLACE] I never could

stomach--all the damn vampires.

[gothamincarnate]

[ grab something sharp, find some cover // zombie verse lara lor-van ]

gladsome rays healing center-- raoism in everything but name, trying to take after their child’s urge to help these porcelain doll humans. their human name is vannessa, and they’ve managed to live a quiet life heralding a fledgling “new age” movement.

it’s not quite a secret, but well- they haven’t had time to tell kal that they survived after all this time. they'd sent him here to be on his own. a new parent would just be a burden.

the screaming draws their attention. the little strip mall they’ve set up shop in has become chaos, humans screaming and running. pushing each other, trampling others underfoot.

the ghosts have risen. earth, such strange practices to bury the honored dead. now the bodies are a wave, bottlenecked in the complex.

lara lor-van walks like the royalty they are. kryptonian robes flow behind them in a storm of watery blues and golden suns. but there are monsters ahead, ones that must be put down. a red cape flutters in the middle of the throng. while these humans scurry away aren’t worth attention, their son is somewhere in the fray.

they leap, bounding in the air on the other side of the throng. they land, cracking the concrete between the humans and the damned.

“get inside. go!” maybe kal has a point. alright, fine. they’ll fight. they’ll save as many humans as they can. they see a streak of blue, kal’s own armor flashing in the sun. it looks like he’s falling, failing as a wave of bodies drag him under.

fabric in fists, they tear and discard the blue cloak. black armor shimmers in the sun. the surface looks metallic and shifting. golden spirals swirl beneath like water under glass. it is living crystal, molded in the forge after their final test.

a golden circlet unfolds into a helmet. the dome is ringed in golden tines and spires. the effect is something between hawk’s plumage and sunbeams wreathing their head. a hero’s halo.

they kneel and pull their weapon from a crystal on their thigh. it unfolds into a large golden stave. the tip is a stylized crimson sun. one of the sunbeams is golden, longer than the rest. it’s been sharpened and blessed by their own hands years before their planet died.

the warmth the crystal absorbs is electric. veins sear with warmth-- and they leap again. the stave hardly seems enough against the wall of bodies rushing forward. they shift into a more solid stance, half kneeling on the already bloodsoaked concrete.

a short prayer, a touch of lips to the staff and a call for protection. this fight would be in his honor. for their house, for their guild, for their planet.

arise, champion of rao.

they crash into the bodies swarming, shouldering as many out of the way as possible. defense should be kept up as long as possible. a trick instilled into them from a young age at the forge. offense takes too much energy. weather what you can and then strike when the enemy is exhausted.

harder when the enemy doesn’t stop. doesn’t grow tired, only claws and tears at them. they finally do attack-- superman’s strength, zod’s fighting prowess. lara’s own fury to survive. bones crunch and turn to dust beneath deceptively slender fingers. blood sprays, arcing into the air and catching the sunlight. the blade buries deem into chests, almost always striking true despite the chaos.

one grabs their right leg, arms wrapped around their thigh, trying to gnaw through the crystal. the high pitch scraping noise it makes makes their jaw hurt and echoes even above the screams of the damned. another bites at their left wrist, intelligent enough to try to pry the staff away. biting back the pain, they fly, gripping both bodies and swinging them back down at the earth. a quick scan of the horizon shows no one. not even their child.

another shockwave landing clears out a few more. enough to give them seconds of breathing room. a glance at the office. everyone is inside, secure in rao’s temple.

with a battle cry, they jump back into the fray. the circle closes and cages them in. they attack with ease. fluid-- arms and legs move loosely and slowly. the staff balances and twirls around each limb as needed, no distinction between arms and legs in zod’s forge.

they use the three dimensions to their advantage, attacking from below and the flanks all at once, dipping below the mass’s legs and pushing upward and outward. rao’s staff nimbly rolls from one wrist to the other, red flashing in the sun as they fight.

their son’s hand is buried beneath a mass of bodies and they yank hard, dragging him up into the sky. hanging in the clouded void with them, he winces in pain. a shake of his head, he recovers, smiles at them. gosh, he’s grown up so much, hasn’t he?

“thanks for the help. who are you?”

does he remember the stories they’d sent with him? does he recognize the voice that read fairy tales to him? the knight of vahkd, golden armor blessed by rao to never falter and never fail. the warrior for the people, who learned that while there was glory in the fighting and violence, there must never be glory in needless blood.

did he recognize their armor? the ethos and styling of the martial arts guild was based on rao’s heroes, living sunbeams that could shoot across space in seconds, burning fires that never died.

“i know you.” kal’s face looked-- open, more than the earlier shock. further questions were cut off by the strange skittish silence of a thousand bodies crawling over each other. there wasn’t anymore screaming.

“we’ll talk after, sunbeam.” a smile and a whoop of excitement, they dive back down. stave held ready, they begin to slash through the crowd again, throwing bodies to and fro, lifting corpses up in the air with the stave. again the attacks come from everywhere, no concept of gravity or ground. dancing around the enemy and ripping him apart.

///

lara’s heart was pounding in their chest as the final body fell. kal floated from above, blocking the sun. mother and son were exhausted. lara held themselves up on their staff, chin jutted out, shoulders straight and solid even as their legs wobbled. “you fight like an amazonian.” they smiled and nodded in approval.

“you do too.”

“no i don’t.” they laughed. amazonians would have been well respected on krypton, from what lara had seen of wonder woman. but it was an incredibly different culture. “amazonians use strength and power and full body throws. torq-vahkd is redirection of energy. a flowing movement followed by the killing blow. i would demonstrate but--” a soft laugh as their legs give out. kal rushes forward-- zippy little sunbeam, isn’t he?-- and helps lower them to the ground.

“are you alright?”

“i’m fine. i haven’t fought like that in some years.” they lean back, stretching out in the sun. they sheath the spear and touch the helmet. it folds back up into a circlet. they run hands through their hair, shaking it out with a sigh.

“you’re kryptonian.” it’s said in awe, fingers trace the air above their left shoulder, the red paldron over their heart bears the family crest. he brings the hand back to his chest. the sunbeam darkens, confused and lost. “you’re my family.”

“as you are mine, kal el-vahn.” they nod. “my name is lara lor-van, champion of rao, sworn to the house of el.”

“lara-- wait. mom? i mean, you’re my mother.” he’s elated, then crushed. “how long have you been here? alive? how are you alive?”

“since you were sixteen years old. i fled argos city just before the collector destroyed it. i didn’t mean to end up on earth--”

kal’s hands wrap around their shoulders, squeezing enough that they can feel it through the armor. “you didn’t even want to-- to end up here?”

“this is your planet, kal. your home. you had a family. we gave you everything you needed. i didn’t want to uproot the life you’d already built--”

“i did. i do, i mean.” kal sat down, running his hands through his hair and staring off into space. “i do, they’re great. they didn’t just abandon me to spend years of my life with no idea who i was or why i could do what i did.”

lara’s heart broke for their child. jor, damn him, must have gotten his way. he’d had some plan to turn kal into a symbol, a weapon. it was a defiance to everything rao stood for, and it would doom their son to a life alone and afraid and lost and--

well, how he’d ended up now. “i didn’t realize. i had sent stories with you, to listen to as you grew up. they were supposed to teach you about us. to let you understand where you came from. i cannot change what my husband did. but i am here now, little sunbeam.” they stand, placing a hand on kal’s face. their son leans into it, smiling. “i watched you, when you first put on the cape. i was so proud of you. i still am. you care for them, don’t you? humans?”

kal looks a little stunned. “yes. i do.”

“you showed me how wonderful they are. i’ve seen you save so many lives, and help so many people. rao has given us a gift here, and you’ve used it well. you taught me today, i saved people because... because i saw you doing it. it looked fun. it was. they’re so... squishy and vulnerable.”

kal raised an eyebrow at the word ‘squishy’ but they only shrugged-- it sounded better in kryptonian. kal looked at them and smiled. “vulnerable. yea. we have these gifts that we should use to help others. that’s what, uh, my parents taught me.” and he looked up at that, locking eyes with lara in a strange expression. it’s seeking approval but waiting for a challenge. (what did jor do to you, to make you think of us this way?)

lara simply nods and smiles at their child. their son, grown into a fine hero, a second champion of rao no doubt. “they raised you, of course they’re your parents. as for me, i’ll accept whatever title or role you want me to fill in your life.”

kal nodded, head bobbing a bit distractedly. “you weren’t in the fortress. it was just him. jor-el. he’s the one that told me about krypton, about myself.” he put a hand to his chest. “i tried to tell him no. he-- he seared the house of el into my chest so i wouldn’t forget who i was supposed to serve.”

lara looks, and sees, and god, they’ve never felt nauseous since the finals in the forge. they stand sharply, a hand on their son’s cheek. “krypton is not perfect, there are old and harmful patterns that jor still held onto. i thought my presence on the ship could temper it but--”

“but you weren’t there.”

“no. i wish i had been there to guide you with a steadier hand. i wish i could have told you who you were, to let you grow up with our stories alongside these strange earthling’s fairy tales. yet, i cannot change what has happened, kal. we can only move forward. i will go back to the shadows if you want. i will stay by your side if you want.”

“i--” kal frowned, torn. “i need to figure this out. for now, can we just go... get coffee and talk?”

“of course, sunbeam.” a pause. “is it-- okay to call you sunbeam?”

kal blinked, frowned for a moment before smiling. “yes.”

[light-miracles]

She said I was unbreakable. (And she was right)

Type: Drabble

Fandom and Characters: Supergirl's Kara and Lena. Krypton's Nyssa of the House of Vex.

Summary: At one of the hardest moments in her life, Kara can't do anything but thinking about her grandmother.

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If Kara had to be totally honest, she didn't remember the last time she had thought about her. Sometimes days went by without her thinking about her first family. She had succeeded, building a life on Earth, finding new people to love, moving on. And generally everything was fine until something happened. A smell, a taste, the color of certain stars, or sometimes something as simple as the sound of a laugh. And then Kara's mind made a quick trip to those first years of her existence in her previous life, when worries didn't exist and her life was a flowing river of moments full of love with the first person she had loved and lost. Her grandmother Nyssa.

"I'm a Luthor and I know very well what lies are," said Lena in front of her. "But I expected something better from you. I guess I expected too much."

Years later Kara would think of her as fortunate, dying peacefully of old age instead of the painful and violent death suffered by the rest of the planet. But when it happened she was eleven years old and so deadly sad that her aunt Astra thought she was going to get sick. She remembered seeing her grandmother's body, previously warm and welcoming, but rough and discolored in that pod, like old clothes. She had cried the last time she saw her. Not of sadness, but of confusion. Because that corpse without any warm, which her father and uncle Jor-El sent to meet Rao, did not resemble her grandmother Nyssa at all.

"All these years thinking you cared," said Lena, her expressionless face in front of her. "I blindly trusted you. You were my hero. And you used me and lied to me just like my mother would."

It had been Nyssa who had taught her to walk straight, with the pride and confidence of the ancients El who had ruled Krypton in the Age of Dawn. It was Nyssa who taught her to be brave, never to be overcome by fear. Because there was nothing in the darkness that could be stronger than her determination. There was no catastrophe, tragedy or silence that could kill hope.

"Three years, Kara. You really didn't find a time to tell me in three years? How could you do this to me?"

It had also been Nyssa who had taught her what true love was, when she was six years old and slept at her home at night, because her parents and Aunt Astra worked all night. Her grandmother had taught her what was the purest form of love. It was in the way she lay beside her at night, circling her with her thin arm. It was in Kara resting her little head in her neck, enjoying her heat, always asking for the same story before bedtime. The one about Erok-El and the first great Kryptonian empire. And Nyssa of the House of Vex always told it in the same way, with the same words, without matter how many times Kara asked. And Kara knew that this was the kind of love capable of surviving catastrophes, time, even death, because as a seed it had germinated in her heart by shaping it into what it had always been and always would be.

"How could you lie to me?"

'I love you, my little Kara. You are my whole heart. Never forget that you are beautiful, strong and brave.'

"How could you betray me?"

"Have you finished?" said Kara at the end, opening her mouth to interrupt the other woman. "I'm very sorry that you feel so hurt, Lena. I'm sorry for what happened. However, it was my secret. My privacy. And you have no right to turn it into another excuse to continue putting yourself in a victim role that doesn't belong to you."

"I want you to suffer as much as I did."

Kara couldn't help letting out a sad, short laugh. "If you had suffered as much as I did, you would have died years ago." She shook her head. "There's nothing, nothing you can do to break me, Lena. You can't make me suffer. No one can, not anymore. I'm Kara Zor-El of Krypton and there's nothing you can do to hurt me," she said, slowly taking off her glasses. "Neither you nor anyone." Kara turned to the window, eager to leave. There was nothing more to say. "I hope you find the peace and love you've been looking for all your life. But after all this time, I think you won't be able to find it in me."

"It's you who did this," she said furiously. "You used me."

'Never forget that you are an El, and that greatness runs through your blood.'

"I never used you... I just idealized you into someone you're... not," Kara replied before jumping into the sky. "Goodbye Lena."

[esegrouchmaniac]

Clash of Las Damas. Godsbane vs the She-Dragon of Krypton. Part 1.

All things seemed to run smoothly, the hundreds of cassinos lining the busy streets were as active as ever. Becoming even more so because of the aproach of night. People came and went, minding their own and enjoying the day. Tourists took pictures with loved ones, businesses boomed with the coming people. Employees left work while others were starting. All in all it was just like any other day.

Until... They heard it.

A thunderous boom and crack that echoed through the sky. Some thought it to be merely fighter jets following their usual route over the city. But then it was heard again, closer and louder. Everyone looked to the sky, fear and shock etched in their features. There were those who didn't know what it was... But there were also those who knew all to well.

Again the sound was heard, this time shaking everyone and everything. People began running, looking for cover while others still stumbled confused. Then again, the sound, only this time it was accompanied by another sound. A voice, male, yelling as it got closer to the pavement of the city streets. People watched as what looked to be a man came crashing down to the city streets, shattering the pavement his body skipping off of the street until he came into contact with a loaded semi.

The people screamed and yelled, many scrambling to get out of the way. When the man landed another came hurling down from the sky, the air being sliced as she sped to the crumbled streets below. She straightened herself, her legs pointed down as she landed with a loud crash, cracking the street and blowing up a cloud of dust. She straightened herself her eyes glowing a menacing red as she made her way through the cloud of dust. It only took one look for people to know who she was, and begin running for their lives. The Kryptonian armor of red,black and gold was a dead giveaway, her face though was unforgettable. Azula-Ur had just landed in Las Damas.

Some people were to afraid to move, then they heard the sound of wrenching metal and looked to the nearly flattened semi. The figure that made his way out was also recognized, and just as well feared. Sokka Hakodason, Godsbane was back on earth and he looked pissed. Sokka glared at the female Kryptonian making her way to him, his teeth clenched.

"Strange. Normally anyone of these pathetic earthlings would have become a stain on the floor with how hard I threw you." Azula mocked as she got closer.

Sokka, with anger pumping through his veins, exited the semi and gave it a back kick sending it flying back into the side of a building.

"But you are no mere earthling, are you?" Azula stated at the display.

"What the hell do you want?!" Sokka demanded, his nostrils flaring.

"Oh you already know the answer to that." Azula exended her palm out to him. "Give me the stone."

Sokka scoffed, of course that's what she'd want. "Sod off lady. It belongs to Asguard." Sokka stated bluntly, beginning to March his way towards her. "And if you want it you'll have to take from my corpse."

"Well aren't we brave." Azula laughed. "Believe me little man, if I wanted it. You'd be dead."

"Wanna bet?" Sokka retorted not backing down. Azula raised a brow already knowing where this was leading. "This is your final warning Savage. That stone is wanted by my employer and I will have it, so either you give it to me or I take it by force. You decide."

Sokka stopped and motioned for her to come get some. "Bring it." Was his only reply.

Azula smirked, "Have it your way." Before leaping forward, her superspeed allowed her to land in front of sokka in a matter of seconds, and her super strength allowed her punch to send Sokka flying back and into a building wall. "So much for being brave." Azula mocked as she made her way to where he landed.

She didn't get very far as before she knew it, a shockwave of pain shot through the left side of her head as she was sent flying back. Stopping only when she landed on top of a cars wind sheild. She goaned at the pain and lifted her head up to see Sokka standing there with a smug expression on his face. "That hurt." He mocked, to her bemusement.

Azula clenched her teeth and gripped the car with such force she tore chunks of scrap metal from the hood. "I'm going to rip you in half!" She snarled, her demeanor becoming deadly.

"Oh yeah! Then bring it on Astro chick!"

Azula launched herself forward, colliding head first with Sokka and wrapping her arms around his torso as she lifted him up and brought him down. Sliding and tearing at the already broken street pavement. Saddling his torso she began unleashing a flurry of strikes, all aimed at his head or torso. Every punch increasing with speed as she went.

She made a critical mistake though, in hesitating in her attack. Which allowed to grab onto one of her wrists and also the back of her neck and giving him the chance to land a solid head-but square on Azula's nose. Being left staggered, Sokka wrapped his arms around Azula's left arm and head in a choke hold. He pulled back, sending Azula forward her head and face connecting with the concrete and creating a small crater on the spot. Sokka pulled back and pushed Asula forwards, back flipping on to his feet while also turning and tossing Azula into rock formed bus stop.

Sokka shook his head trying to gain his bearings while Azula staggered to her feet. Her ears ringing and her head dizzy. She found herself actually staggered in a fight, something that virtually never happened. She tried breathing in through her nose only to flinch at the pain the action caused. She up and touched it only to flinch away, and see her fingers covered in blood... Her blood.

It had been so long since Azula had last bled, let alone in a fight. The thought brought anger, fury, and surprisingly... Excitement.

It had been so long since Azula had, had a real challenge... And now one had just head-butted her in the face. She gave a toothy smirk as she turned to look at Sokka who was now looking at her his face set in stone as he cracked his neck. "You bleed?"

Azula gave a slight laugh. "Oh yes. I bleed. Do you?"

"Why don't you come and find out!" Sokka roared as he leaped into the air and came crashing down, intending his boot to collide with Azula. She though had rolled out of the way. "Oh believe me, I intend to!" With that she leapt forward fists clenched and ready for a fight.

(and that is part one)

[pr0ject-talon-blog]

Hi! I'm Lulu And I'm super pleased to meet you Faerie's on my shoulder He can't wait to make you meat too (That tasted purple) Dispense with the formalities And the schemes you may be contemplating Foes are turning furry in a hurry when transmogulating By the pricking of my thumbs Something wicked this way comes Boys see me and get wild growth Just one look and up we go! Muggles always on my wand Bit of whimsy and they'll be gone And what we did with my magic stick Don't remember? I'll send you Pix Not quite the common lady But just maybe you can get to know me Shielding all these carries Staying wary just to keep you going They know I'm the Dom And stay submissive to this magic master Fidget with your mind And drive you crazy til you can't spell 'Caster' Turn you warm and fuzzy leave you silenced Now you're cannon fodder Fend against these dark arts all you want But you're no Harry Potter Pick a lane to face me Tilting baby, it just doesn't matter Panic while I'm stacking magicked corpses Like Abra Cadaver The mobile warrior is back Commence the drillin' and killin' These villains illing And feeling the robot wrath that i'm willing I've reached the ceiling But not my rhymes or skills that are spilling I'm at my threshold for damage Now I'm red and unfeeling It's time to go Cause when my armors steady and ready I'm gonna lay a beatdown And one you wont be forgetting Tristys' my soul And though I'm bound to damage And ravage I'm focused like a laserbeak And Rumble's still such a savage This'll be a blast Exploding to the battle I'm unloading the satchel I'm the hexplosive heimerdinger Though he thinks im a hassle But even Donger must be feeling The extent of my brilliance Cause when the dean of demolition speaks the world's gonna hear it It's time to boot up the show This fuse is ready to blow My fallout from megabomb Is dropping nuclear glow I hope you got enough room Because you can't flee the doom Like Marvin Martian I just want to hear the world go 'kaboom' I might be talking looney tunes but I'm a Hanna-Barbarian My explosive devices just make it harder to bury you When the bomb is ignited and then you try to escape I see you here and there and there Well you're all over the place The major league competitor Because I throw like its Madden And then I use my satchel charge to just take off like Aladdin And I don't need a Jasmine I just need you to be gone I can show you the world When I drop this magic carpet bomb It's no surprise, that I'm breaking the ice Look I'm just here so I don't get fined The past and present, you can link it to I My temperament rise Glass cannon as a dorf until you see the Ganon surprise Check it Shifting the flow the 2 for 1 package Is coming back like it's a boomerang throw Watch how I glow Up into Yorkage With the beast inside the name's Gnaruto Identity crisis, splice up the flavor Experimental build, feel like I'm Stitch A Gentleman's savage Mischief amidst, Digivolution from rookie to switch When your team game's distorted And synergy gets contorted Resisting me is focus My rampage will annul it I evolve into a God like Zilla No point in hiding I'm invincible provided no David can stop Goliath When the boulders get to flying Your stones hardly defiant Blood and bones my bread and butter When feeding this dino giant Anger potent Hi I'm Hogan Gnar Cross me and I'll throw you far Prehistoric cyber franky little foots with bulky arms Manners isn't made for Gnar Banner Hulk is who I are Charming but alarming Bandle City's my Jurassic Park From Diddy Kong To the Mighty Grodd Hit Gear 4 then I crush them all Jumping Crushing Stomping Going hard is never going far This is war, a Yordle's paradise, y'all And they call me Gnar I've got a mighty tantrum, inducing rage all day When despair sets in you know It's the curse of the sad mummy So sad and lorn, the helpless lad I heard them say From behind my back But I guess that is who I've become today Cryin' to your mummy she ain't comin' Ain't it funny Steppin' in to team fights about to make the money Throwin' out that bandage toss I'm lookin' for some new friends Okay, where are we going? Aww wait, hey no, come back You don't wanna play with me? Then I guess it's time for a hug attack! Tearin' through this brush With my hunter's machete Uh, 2 Health Pots and a warding totem at the ready My tears don't fall No they crash all around me Because no one wants to duo queue with a sad little mummy Comin' out the jungle And I'm still lookin for new friends Wanna hug it out? Or are you looking to get stunned again Amumu the Mummy Immortal Master Of Misery With all my CC, I'll make us friends for eternity! Enough this display is highly repulsive And frankly far too ego indulgent This misappliance of science indeed must retire But for the time being I'll fight fire with fire I am the HE-IM-ER-DI-NG-ER End all, Be all Inventor Experimentor Professor Data Processor Embodiment of accomplishment But you can call me GOD I created the rap game On that level that you can't obtain Turrets in place, Rockets to the face Number 1 stunner with a shock gre-nade I see you heading back to base Mid is conquered Journal entry title for today Raise your dongers Even though you scream And you blaspheme I'm more than I seem More than a meme Remember kids Donger is king My readings aren't light My afro is tight Say my name You're god dong right Kennen Master Ninja, A hero of the storm I'm here to counteract the blizzard lightning's keeping you warm And with the shimmering shadow You're gonna feel the raikiri An AOE of Thor's Armada striking any one near me Thunder Drop is in the Zone Smite you down and send you on Blitzkrieg in the middle lane Mark you till you feel the pain Stopping dead within your tracks Then you hear the thunder crack Leave you blind like you're Lee Sin You're in the dust, I am the wind Flash of League of Legends, Yordle Zeus is what they calling me The Tesla coils around the team till they form a dichotonomy The lightning blast lobotomy This homicidal side of me Conflicting with the notion that I got my medical degree No ordinary doctor Kennen M.D.'s gonna hit the scene An artist with a shuriken or scalpel all the same to me Cause dress me up or down, it makes no difference when I'm owning ya Bandle City's got its heroes, this one's for Ionia Oh little heroes, how quickly you fall Kneel before the rod, I am the hand of desecration My will is the force that shall undo creation Impeded by you weaklings, such nerve, such gall Valoran at my hand? Now that's thinking too small Imagine, if you will, a small nexus of worlds As they curl, and unfurl, bending lights in a swirl Clad in darkness so distant, so vast and destructive A cluster of stars, that bend to my instruction Take it to the galaxy, you won't last long Blowing up the planet like you're on Krypton Generating mana Q is stacking up the damage you were never gonna manage Suddenly you're GONE E, Now you're standing in my sight R, Losing half your life Nowhere left to run, when you're sitting in a stun, timer ticking down to 1 W, goodnight Ever so suddenly, you are cowering up to me Chaotic Supremacy, no AD for this Entropy Such a thrill when this fire's ignited Watching you divided never been so excited! Is that a rocket in your pocket? Tristana's here to annihilate the Battlefield So head to my bottom lane Won't you tell me how you really feel? You're just another target You're a mark to test the schemes I'm planning Once you're in my sights you're getting shot up by my boomer cannon Hit you with the timer then I rocket so we get together Fire till explosion, Then I'm out, I guess I'll call you never Next thing that you know you're up at home feeling a little mad But tilting lasts forever Sorry babe, you're just a one-night stand Cap-tain Teemo I'm armed and ready I'm the poisonous pest that you've all been dreading Like a pox when I blind you, and sneak up behind you You run but I'll find you, leave presents inside you! Back up, I'm here to carry the team on my back When it's clear that nobody can match up Like Prince when the purple is raining And all of the scrubs sitting idle can't catch up But here I stand, a yordle holding your life in his hands One dart and your back to the stands All those best laid plans fall to the sand When there's no kryptonite for this Superman Omega Squad Say hello to the new God My Darkseid is too Raw But war's just what I live for I'm sick to my stomach of little repugnant deliberate Bugs with the mouths that keep running Toxic or nothing Pestilence runneth Famine I hunger And for death I cometh Apokolips arrives, taking no sides But Teemo is here to decide the fate of the enemy 5 Who pray to survive but none of them leave here alive Shrooms for you all in the room This is your tomb While my dominance will resume Say your farewells, if Teemo is satan I'm dragging you kicking and screaming into elo Hell (My favorite leauge of legends song aside from the curse of the sad mummy