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eartheats · 8 months ago

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//ooc post but god. for my own sake, i'm organizing and trying to set some hard dates for some events. i'm also looking for some volunteers, specifically BBA adjacent for one of them and just in general for the second! i need to stop keeping plots in my head.

no cws up until the third bullet point, where there is talk of kidnapping (successful attempts on adults, failed attempt on a teen), violence (to adults and to a teen), murder (of an adult and only an adult), mind control, and other evil team shit on the horizon. be forewarned! the final bullet point will be in very high stakes territory, given that noriko fully intends to try and end the world, but feel free to ignore if that isn't your jam. live your lives besties <3

(mid-may ETA): Bouton evolution arc. I need to find someone or multiple someones to bother with a very nosy Roselia who is trying to find a shiny stone, and may potentially steal something sparkly thinking that it's what it needs. If anyone wants to volunteer for this lmk, but I can just as easily borrow Carmine for this if nothing else! (CLAIMED)

(may!): Ren goes back to Zapapico! Temporarily. Jacques is going to get his grand festival trophy from Sinnoh and quietly retire. Ren's going to be in Zapapico and getting used to life back home for a lil while.

(early june through august): I wanna work in the Iron Crown sighting/healing arc I have in the works, because while Ren's not going to CATCH the paradox, it's going to be something that works alongside any volunteers for taking care of Noriko's evil team resurgence. Mostly as extra assurance for them to lose! Tatiana reconciliation Arc will probably take place around here too. basically, if anyone wants involvement with zapapico/ren just in a general context, feel free!

(start of september) Ren goes back to Blueberry! Madison and Jacques will be posting some of notes they find from Noriko, which will have some involvement IC if desired since I'll be using Caesar Ciphers to scramble shit up if anyone wants to play detective. :3c They'll also briefly be around to post on Ren's blog/answer questions!

(mid september) The final batch of notes is found and translated, and the opening to Noriko's secret base of operations is opened! But Madison/Jacques are going to end up kidnapped here by Iori, an admin in Noriko's Neo Flare stuff and actually a faller from Hisui! She'll be available to interact with for at least a day. <3 Design coming soon, I need to figure out her nonsense.

(also mid september) yeah so ren is. escaping the academy, even if it tries to keep them constrained. they are going to be meeting their mom on the remains of cinnabar island, where one confrontation may take place. please keep in mind if you try to do a ren rescue party, it is going to fail. (very specifically for ren) it has to fail for the next leg of the plot, but i AM potentially considering getting carmine in on this mess and getting her injured in the process, and while there, noriko is definitely going to think about taking her too so that her kid has a friend. which. yeahno. this one is influenceable, but is MUCH more likely to fail, so if anyone wants to big damn heroes carmine you have my full permission 👍👍👍 save that girl! (CARMINE SAVING IS HANDLED BY THE GIRLFRIEND BLESS)

as a small aside: would anyone like to get ren's very stressed out team to take care of for a bit? noriko's a lot of things but she's not a monster, if anyone wants to take care of the team for a bit/potentially use them against lotus :3c it may be. interesting! (CLAIMED for now)

(october-november? maybe) noriko's neo team flare shit (name pending) will emerge proper and try to be as evil teammy as possible! ren is going to be a mind controlled admin named lotus and have none of their actual pokemon! shit's going to be bad, but! while it might take a bit to organize some losses for them and i may mostly leave that to anyone who wants to fix this mess (we can either handwave or actually play them out, preference to whoever volunteers), but there's gonna be one event specific for camille, one for iori, one for lotus (which can influence how the big admin battle goes), and then what i'm hoping to be a siege on the base. this one i have ways to bullshit a win (for the good guys!!) for, but i wanna see what people come up with, too!

and by the new year, everyone should be recovering, and that'll be the end of team neo flare at least! the rest of the event will decide everyone else but ren's fate. they will end up coming back fine from this, but it's gonna be rough :')

so yeah. basic rubric and very changeable (i gotta ask some players some stuff and things), my only real rule is no instant wins/legendary spam/godmodding really? i want this to be fun but i want it to feel like an actual uphill battle a bit, and i'm still trying to build toward that. this could even be pushed out into 2025, depending, but! yeah!!!

idk if anyone has questions feel free to leave 'em on this post and i will try to get to them when my brain isn't a mess because of retail or other stuff 👍

volunteers (for my ref)

@/suddenlyauntiemaya (bouton evolution arc!!! pushing this one back for this :3b)

@/little-guys-pokemon-central

@/elite-amarys (CARMINE'S SAVIOR!!!)

@/goindownswingin

@/professor-amaryllis (ren rescue party!)

@/electricalflre

@/bee-bee-kyuu (ren rescue party!)

temporary team-ups/team holding:

lulu the orthworm: going to @/professor-amaryllis!

bouton the roserade: @/professor-amaryllis! teaming up to bring lotus back to their senses/back to being ren :3c

coriander the ferrothorn: available! she is not a battling pokemon and is. going to be about as stressed and anxious as lulu, as a warning.

soba the furret: @/bee-bee-kyuu! will be very determined and ready for a fight.

harusame the huntail: available! will also be very determined though a lot more emotional.

any pokemon who is not taken will likely be taken in by amy, and lulu is going to be going to amy instead by default for planning purposes~

#ooc post #pokemon irl #pkmn irl #pokeblogging #rotomblr #irl pokemon #irl pkmn #pokeblog irl #event planning #evil team event #misc events #high stakes pokeblogging #high stakes planning

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panda-escapades · 1 year ago

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Easter Eggs/references from Kiss Kiss Fall in Portal

I wanted one place where all of this was together so I'm putting it together. I was hooked when I saw that the episode title itself was a reference to Ouran Highschool Host Club. I primarily enjoy DC content through their animated works, please let me know if I'm missing something from the comics, live action, or something else.

First we get Superman from Earth-F aka Superman from the Fleischer Superman Theatrical Shorts(1941–1943) (Mxy calls it Earth 12, this seems to be a typo in the script as Earth 12 is the MAwS earth and mentions that earth just before in the list, or there are multiple Earth 12s.)

Then we get Superman from Earth 50 aka Superman from Super Friends (1973-1985)

Then we get Superman from Earth 508 aka Superman from Superman: The Animated Series (1996-2000)/ Justice League (2001-2004) / Justice League Unlimited (2004-2006)

Then the final Superman from this scene Superman from Weird Earth. I think this is first instance of this kind of variation with superman as doing a quick search links the DC character 'The Weird' But I also love when multiverse productions just do weird and silly versions of things (looking at you hot dog hands Everything Everywhere All at Once)

Our next batch of References is to and to the League of Lois Lanes, founded by Lois Prime, the first Lois to discover (and based on how she is talked about communicate and or travel to other universes). Our introduction to them has he League of Loises asking Lois lane and Jimmy Olsen of Earth 12 to come with them. While discussing the situation The League of Loises tell us that Earth 12 was a previously unknown universe to them (until Monsieur Mallah and the Brain opened it up last episode) and Mr. Mxyzptlk has used that opportunity to get MAwS Superman to help them. (We know that the League of Lois Lanes has lied to our MAwS Lois and Jimmy, and that Lois Prime didn't trust everyone. The very foundation of the organization could be fabricated to some degree as they all could be considered unreliable narrators but I can't see why they'd like about that big of world building so for now I'm taking that exposition as is). Lois Prime is also always refereed to in the past tense so we as the audience are supposed to assume she's dead.

For the Time Being I'm not going to discuss the League memebers as I am trying to just focus on the easter eggs (or so I told myself) But in the credits they are listed without an earth number and as Leader Lois; Grizzled Lois Lane; Robotic Lois; Lewis Lane; Jalana Olsen

Here are the images we get of Lois Prime. She appears to also be from the Fleischer Superman Theatrical Shorts(1941–1943) just with the art style blended a bit with MAwS.

The next batch of references are the ones from the museum, which is said to be on earth prime.

First we get some establishing shots with a Big Mace (Thanagarian Mace) aka Hawkgirl's next to a Mother Box. This version of the mother box is based on Jack Kirby & Mike Royer's design.

The Next Establishing shot we see a green lantern Power Battery, a T-Sphere, and a leather bound book with a that has a circle with a triangle in it. I'm just not sure what it is. The Book of Black does have a circle with a triangle on it, but it's black so I figure it's probably not that.

Then we have Mxy and Superman enter and Mxy drops the act and admits he just wants to steal and knocks off a golden helmet. The gold helmet that is Doctor Fate's Helmet. Then in the background we have some metal objects, a sword, and a blue cloak. The silver and gold metal objects could be shields, but there's just not enough details for me to sink my teeth into looking deeper. The sword is very generic, but I wouldn't be surprised if it was Excalibur as that shows up from time to time. Another Option could be the Vorpal Sword as its in the same display case with a blue cloak which could be Blue Boy's Witching Cloak. Though its also possible to be Raven's Cloak, or anyone who used a blue cloak.

Next are named objects by Mxy Cosmic Rod aka Stargirl's staff.

And the Flight Ring aka Legioneer flight ring. In the background we can also see Wonder Woman's gauntlets as well as her lasso of truth. The flight ring also blocks the view of a triangle on a staff as well as some metal tubes.

Then Mxy Passes by the Soultaker Sword (The Katana) before grabbing the tape recorder he came for and that's the last of any clear objects in the museum.

Then we get a cute bonding moment with Jimmy and Jalana where she shows off meeting Comet the Super-Horse.

While that happens Earth-12 MAwS Lois sneaks into the locked room to see files on other Loises. The first we see is Lois Lane from Earth-52 who's an award winning reporter.

Then we see Lois Lane from Earth-24. She's sporting a key to the city, but with her style of fashion is very kingdom hearts. They even have the detail of using one of Utada Hikari's hairstyles for her as has been done for Kairi.

Then we get the last computer file Lois Lane from Earth-1 who is "Ready to meet with Dad" I personally think this is another foreshadowing moment that in this iteration of the characters her dad is going to be "The General" that we saw back in episode 2.

Next bit we get is the meet up in Earth 14, which could have them landing in an uninhabited area, or it could be fully desolate. While everyone else is there Mxy steals the ship with Earth-12 MAwS Lois and go Headquarters. The entrance of Headquarters has holograms of several Loises.

The front most Lois lanes we get include Lois from Earth-F aka from the Fleischer Superman Theatrical Shorts(1941–1943) (just like the first other Superman we saw). And across from her we get the another Lois paired with one of the other Superman we saw. Lois Lane from Earth 508 from Superman: The Animated Series (1996-2000)/ Justice League (2001-2004) / Justice League Unlimited (2004-2006)

Next to Lois Lane from Earth 508 we see a Lois Lane as Superwoman.

Next to Lois Lane from Earth-F we see a woman with a Hijab and Labcoat. There are 3 more holograms on this side of the hall, but we don't get a close up and the other Loises.

We do get a few more details of the others as Mxy and Lois of MAwS walk through the hall. We see one black woman and an indigenous woman.

The Last bit of HQ potential Easter Eggs we get is this shot of Mxy opening storage for weapons. However, if they are references I think they're to things outside of DC. The biggest sword in there is Gut's sword from Beserk. I would love to hear from people if they recognize any of these objects. I'm going to make a second post focusing on just that shot here.

The the last ones we get are Lois reviewing the Superman File X

The first Superman we see doesn't have any kind of chest logo is Overman from Earth 17

The second Superman with white cape is Superman is a villainous Justice Lord called Lord Superman.

The Last Superman we see with the face scar doesn't seem to have any counter part so my money is he's a Superman from one of the League of Loises Earths.

I'm really enjoying My Adventures with Superman. The team seems to really get what a Superman story is supposed to be about and how there is supposed to be fun and love in it. I do wish we could have a longer season because the pace is just so fast and it would be nice to settle in. But that's a bigger issue with the industry right now with studios ordering seasons to be short mini series instead of the traditional 26, but that's a conversation for another post and not a reflection of the team making the show.

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virtualtyrant69 · 8 months ago

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The bad batch as people in theater!!

I'm a theater major and I love the bad batch so I thought why not combine the two lol. Most of this is personal experience working in some of these positions but some I have never worked as and it's just based on my own observations of these people that I have while working with them. Sadly, none of the bad batch are costumers, which is my area of focus but I have done other stuff like lighting and set building. Also, she/her pronouns for hunter because she's a woman to me. Anyways, onto the list!

Hunter- She would be a stage manager. She has the spirit to be one. She's the kind of stage manager that takes absolutely no bullshit at all from anyone but would also be very nice and carry around a fanny pack full of snacks. She would also have first aid essentials, gaff tape, and pins in that thing. Maybe a multi tool too. She is prepared for anything to happen even if she isn’t an assistant stage manager and is only calling cues. She would also be so on top of cues and would run that theater like the navy. Her timing is absolutely impeccable.

Tech- I know in my heart of hearts that Tech is a sound guy. ((respect to people who do sound in theater, I could never)) Like, in TCW episodes, they mention that Tech is always recording sounds??? And they never bring it up again??? Wish they would since that’s so interesting but whatever. Anyways, he’s sound because he likes sounds and I think he would have a genuinely good time making audioscapes and sound effects for plays. I feel like he would get annoyed at having to help actors with putting mics on but I don’t really think he’d be audio crew, just the board operator and the sound designer. ((this also kinda goes along with my hc that Tech makes beats/EDM))

Wrecker- I had a bit of a tough time with Wrecker but I think I’ve settled on him being in set building/carpentry. I feel like this is a bit obvious and uninspired but I really do think it fits him. He would have a fun time doing tasks like welding and painting and carving. I feel like this field really works with his ADHD in that he has a lot of different tasks he can do and the way he would need to build something changes every time. It's a constantly changing puzzle that he needs to solve with his brain and strength and I think he would get a kick out of it.

Crosshair- Another obvious choice to me but Crosshair does lighting. I’m not sure if he enjoys the programming or design aspects of lighting but I’m sure he would love the electrician parts of lighting. He would have such a good time doing lighting focusing. I can also imagine him yelling at an actor to stay in their light lol. Also from what I’ve experienced in college, many people who do lighting do stage management and Crosshair feels like the kind of guy who would also want to be a stage manager so he’s probably an assistant stage manager to like, Hunter. I bet he’s so intimidating backstage lol. The deck and costume crew are shaking in their boots.

Echo- They’re a props guy. I don’t think they work props in a show but instead they design and build them. All the props people I know are pretty chill but really weird and I think that fits Echo pretty well lol. I think they have loads of fun making realistic food out of inedible things. Whenever an actor breaks a prop Echo does the whole “I’m not mad, just disappointed” thing and that shames the actors more than being angry would. They just have a fun time building and finding objects that would fit whatever play they are working on.

Omega- She’s an actor :). And she would be an absolute darling of an actor too. She would have some trouble trying not to talk too loud backstage but she would be able to learn before the performance. I also feel like she gets kinda nervous about her entrances so she’s always really early in places just to make sure she isn’t late. She also does a bunch of weird things to help her memorize her lines like singing them or saying them in funny accents. She can cry on demand and sometimes uses this power off stage and for evil lol

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enter-the-performapals · 1 year ago

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With the new pokemon DLC and Hatsune Miku Project Voltage coming out recently, I've been really inspired to draw some more Yugioh x Pokemon. This time I'll be drawing the Dragon Boys with the Paldea starters, in outfits themed as their final evolutions. This one is Yuya with Quaxly!

Yuya (you are here!)|Ute|Joeri|Hugo

Extra context and doodles under the cut:

So, back when Scarlet and Violet first came out, I drew this little doodle:

I really think the newest batch of starters really give off the energy of these boys. The Fire/Ghost typing of Skeledirge gives me huge Phantom Knights vibes (and I love how it has a little birdie). A smirking, Grass/dark cat that's looking down on you screams Joeri to me.

While I don't really think the typing of Quaquaval really fits Yuya too well, I think it's design fits the best. I looked at it and immediately thought 'omg it has hippo carnival energy'. And blue and orange make me think of Yuya.

Here's a quick doodle I did recently to show the full outfit:

If I were to choose any starter to represent Yuya, I would probably choose my personal favorite, Prinarina. He has fairy type energy. And silly little clown seal Popplio works so well for him honestly.

(I might clean & color this later and post it separately :3)

If anyone is interested, I will happily do a bit of a deep dive discussing what Pokemon fit him (complete with pictures, of course!) But if you've made it this far, thank you for reading! Ute is mostly finished, so you should be seeing that soon! Have a lovely day!

#also this was finished before my anniversary piece #so thats why it may not look as good!#still so happy with it tho #ygo arc v #yugioh arc v #yugioh #sakaki yuya #original art #pokemon #pokemon scarlet and violet #pokemon crossover #crossover #quaxly #quaquaval #outfit design

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novantinuum · 4 months ago

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Gem OC Asks- Morganite

Answered my own Gem OC asks for my Morganite OC.

[See post with original OC ask prompts here]

Era 1

⚜️Which court does your Gem belong to, if any? Formerly Pink Diamond’s court (but performed work for White, before Earth’s colonization), then Yellow Diamond’s.

🎆What is your Gem’s planet of origin and given designation? (Ex: Facet-2F5L, Cut-5XG… Facet-5, Cut 8XM… Facet-413, Cabochon-12…) Homeworld, Facet-1A6Q, Cut 9DL. She is a very old Gem, incubated in the planet’s very first Kindergarten from the first batch of Pink’s diamond essence.

💎Describe your Gem’s gemstone. What color, shape, facet pattern, and placement does it have? It’s dark pink, has a diamond shape with a flat center facet (5 facets in total), and is positioned on the front of her upper left arm.

🛠️What is your Gem’s given role under the Diamond Authority? Morganite is a general. She is one of the most top ranking Gems in the whole empire when it comes to commanding troops during colonization efforts. She merely coordinates the organization of these colonizations, though.

📌Where does your Gem perform their duties? Do they travel a lot for their role, or mostly stay in one place? She does not often leave Homeworld itself while performing her duties, instead leaving the physical work to lower cuts of Gems.

🧦Does your Gem get along with others of the same cut? There are only a few handfuls of morganites. Each Diamond has between 1-5. This Morganite is the only one who has been assigned to Pink’s court, and since Pink Diamond had no colonies to call her own for a long while the others often scoffed and looked down on her for it, saying how unnatural it was for a morganite to be constantly waltzing around Homeworld with no real job to do. (Which is why she ended up working jobs for White Diamond during this early period- this arrangement was at her own request to remain busy.) As a result, Morganite is not fond of any of her peers.

🖇️Has your Gem ever partaken in fusion with someone of the same cut? No, for the above reason. Nor would there be any reason her given role would ever necessitate such a fusion.

💼Does your Gem report to anyone below the Diamonds? What do they think about this authority figure? Morganite reports directly to the Diamonds. She mostly reported to White for Era 1, and only started to report to Pink when the others agreed to grant her a colony… and then Yellow after her shattering. Being a staunch Homeworld loyalist back then, she of course revered the Diamonds, but this does not mean she didn’t have her preferences. She finds Yellow Diamond most agreeable to collaborate with, and thinks Pink Diamond is annoyingly unfocused in her role.

White Diamond… well, Morganite counts herself incredibly lucky that the single request she ever made to her (work in her court while Pink matured) was granted. Not everyone gets that same consideration. White is probably the only Gem in existence she feels truly intimidated by.

💥Has your Gem ever been rejuvenated? If so, how many times? No.

🪦Does your Gem harbor any hidden desires they think might get them shattered? After learning about the possibility of cross-Gem fusion during the early days of the rebellion on Earth, Morganite spent time considering what a fusion with her lover Tourmaline might be like. But no, NO- such thoughts are dirty and treasonous and not within the Diamonds’ design for Gemkind. She must never consider this idea again. (She fails.)

And quite frankly, there’s days where even allowing a romance with Tourmaline at all feels dirty to her. Morganites weren’t made to love another Gem like this. They were made for one purpose and one purpose only- to organize the Diamonds’ armies and help them colonize new planets. Regardless, her love for fellow high society Gem Tourmaline is the single rebellion she allows herself to entertain.

Era 2

🌸Was your Gem incubated before Pink Diamond’s shattering, or after? If after, does your Gem differ from others of their cut due to Homeworld’s Diamond essence shortage? She was incubated long, long before Pink’s shattering. She was, in fact, one of the very first batch of Gems incubated with Pink’s essence.

🔎Does your Gem like the role they were given, or is there another role in society they would rather have? Morganite convinces herself that she wouldn’t want to do anything else than the role she was given. So much that… when Era 3 comes along and she is dismissed from her duties, it almost destroys her.

She is not truly happy with her role, but cannot envision any other existence.

🪢Does your Gem have any friends outside their cut? Yes- a Tourmaline from Blue’s court, who she is in a romantic relationship with. Beyond her? She’s basically in a social vacuum. Tourmaline is the only Gem she engages with socially outside of her duties, and it makes Morganite’s dynamic with her unhealthily dependent.

🪄Can your Gem summon any weapon or special item? Her weapon is a double bladed rejuvenator, very similar to the one that Spinel stole during her tirade in the movie. She also has a metallic decoration tied to the end of her braid that is razor sharp and can be used as a weapon at close quarters if necessary. She does not, however, have a role related need to fight for much of her life— and only uses the rejuvenator to reset wayward Gems under her command.

🌍Has your Gem ever heard of the rebellion on Earth? If so, do they have any opinions on it? Ohohoh. Uh… yeah. Morganite was one of the very few Gems below the Diamonds who actually had clearance to access information about the Earth rebellion after all official communication and databases covering this colony were blocked. (The Diamonds did not want the Crystal Gems’ message of liberation for all Gems to spread beyond the colony itself. Underground communication, of course, still exists if one looks for it.) She needed this info if she were to properly command Pink’s armies in opposition to the rebellion.

To Morganite, the Crystal Gem rebellion is what took everything that mattered away from her. It poisoned her lover Tourmaline into defecting, it shattered her appointed Diamond, and ultimately, its consequences stripped away her very purpose when her rank was dissolved in Era 3.

🪩Has your Gem ever partaken in fusion with someone of a different cut? If so, do they defy Homeworld’s fusion rules openly or keep it secret? Absolutely not.

🏝️Your Gem has been reassigned to perform their duty on a planet or settlement of their choice. Where do they go? Morganite is content working from Homeworld, but if given the choice, would quite love to work in a place where she had some scenic views to enjoy in her brief moments of respite.

🫧Has your Gem ever been poofed? How? Morganite has yet to be poofed. (But she certainly will be over the course of her story in Era 3. The “how” is a large spoiler.)

🙈Your Gem discovers that someone they work alongside is off-color in some fashion. Do they narc to a superior, or keep this secret? Morganite would absolutely narc. They are a loyalist, and thus take the Diamonds at their word when they say such Gems are unnatural and wrong.

🪓Does your Gem know anyone who’s been shattered? Absolutely. She commands whole armies, after all. Even when there’s no opposition- no rebellions, no local lifeforms to clear out and subdue- colonization still poses risks to safe Gem habitation. Accidents happen. Not to mention, she’s had a few Gems under her command be shattered due to poor conduct.

Era 3

👑In the wake of this brand new era, where does your Gem’s loyalty lie? (The Diamonds? Themself? Someone else?) After the Diamonds destroy all remaining troops on Earth in their retaliatory attack (she was rallying for them to give them a chance to escape- in truth, she as ALSO very concerned about Tourmaline's safety), her reverence for them starts to fade to a disillusioned ember. In Era 3, Morganite’s only loyalty is to herself. (And to Tourmaline, but she doesn’t want to fully admit this, the idea of still not being over the Gem who betrayed her and left her behind for that damned rebellion, the Gem who is GONE now, presumed shattered in the war with the rest of ‘em.)

🎓Would your Gem ever consider attending Little Homeschool, why or why not? Absolutely fucking not. Morganite sneers at the very essence of what this establishment claims to be. A place where Gems can learn to live outside the bounds of their natural order?? Why on Earth would she ever want that?

⭐️What is your Gem’s honest opinion of Steven, if they are aware of his role in Gem history? By the dawn of Era 3, Morganite has grown weary of the Diamonds and their rule. Despite still believing this type of rigid social order to be what’s best for Gemkind, she does not see them as fit leaders anymore. So while she does somewhat admire and respect Steven for his role in removing them from power, she really, really hates that he’s involved with the Crystal Gems, who she abhors and blames for Tourmaline’s shattering in the war and for stripping away all the old structure of Gemkind. If any of the corrupted Gems he helped heal had turned out to be her lost Tourmaline, her opinion of him might be different, but alas she was never located. Thus, her opinion of that hybrid remains very muddled and bitter.

🪁Name three hobbies your Gem partakes in. Gossiping, solo sparring practice to vent out her frustrations, and tinkering with tech. She’s a bit of an inventor, constantly upgrading her tools so she can perform her duties to a higher satisfaction.

🌄Describe your Gem’s idea of a perfect day. Pre Era 3, A perfect day to Morganite is one where one she performs her duty as dictated, and one of the Diamonds vocally acknowledges her loyal efforts. If she’s lucky, she’d also get a spare moment to skirt away to visit Tourmaline in between tasks.

Post Era 3… she can’t envision what she wants her future to look like at all, beyond once again having Tourmaline at her side.

⚧️Imagine your Gem is presented with the concept of human gender. Do they have any preference in how they are perceived or addressed? She/her is just fine, although the human gender role aspects of it don’t make much sense to her.

🐌Does your Gem have any non-Gem friends? No.

🌙Would your Gem ever consider living as a permafusion? There is a completely different universe out there where Morganite and Tourmaline end up defecting Homeworld together and fighting alongside the Crystal Gems as a permafusion.

This, however, is not that universe.

Sometimes Morganite hates that she has devoted extensive amounts of time to secretly considering this possibility. Sometimes she hates the words left unspoken. Hates the words she can never take back. Hates herself for being too much of a rigid, paranoid coward to follow after her.

But this is not that universe.

And it never will be.

🍕Has your Gem ever tried ingesting food or liquid? If so, what is their opinion on this activity? Nope, and Morganite would probably never consider it.

🎻Assign your Gem an instrument. What type of sound do you feel best captures their vibe? Piano. Specifically that vibe of piano that’s like… quick, staccato piano chords.

#nova rambles #su #su ocs #morganite #echoes of chalcedony #long post #this is By Far the most information i've ever said at once about these OCs so jfhdsngj

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fluidstatick · 1 year ago

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We Need to Talk About Fresh Cut Grass.

I haven't seen anyone mention a certain dynamic in Critical Role Campaign 3, and it's beginning to make me dread tuning in on Thursday nights. While this batch of characters hasn't really shown cohesion with each other yet, there's one in particular that hasn't been challenged, and it's hurting the plot and the development of the other characters.

FCG is following a classic pattern of abuse.

- If someone is wrestling a nuanced issue, they boil it down to its most black and white components and argue their side until everyone else shuts down.

-They evangelize constantly, while having little to no understanding of how Avandra works or what devotion actually entails. When a party member expresses healthy ambivalence about the gods, they get pushy and whiny.

- Despite Dancer telling them, early on, that she wants nothing to do with them, they fixate on her and track her down, demanding her help with something that's above her pay grade. When she very reluctantly agrees, they tearfully love bomb her.

- FCG regularly hits Ashton with a car salesman line: What's it going to take to get you to believe in the gods? When it's revealed that Ashton has Titan blood, FCG has the temerity to ask them if the reason they hate the gods is because the gods tried to wipe out the Titans. Ashton has repeatedly said that they don't hate the gods, they just don't have any reason to be devout.

- When Fearne makes a pact with Tevan, FCG is overjoyed. They don't care that Tevan works for Asmodeus, or that Fearne made the pact purely because Tevan is sexy, and there's probably going to be unpleasant consequences for this alliance. She's going through the motions of religion, and that means FCG is Winning an Argument.

- FCG is wired, on paper and in RP, as a time bomb. If they take too many stress points they become a weapon. The party deals with this not by challenging the cleric's motives, or teaching them to maintain boundaries. They just roll over and do whatever the Aeormaton wants so they don't get sliced to ribbons.

Here's the thing: I really like Sam Riegel. I think he's a really competent actor with a nose for turning comedy into drama when it counts. Scanlan and Veth demonstrated that beautifully. Even Taryon, who was designed to be irritating at first, became incredibly endearing by the time he left the party. But we've just passed episode 69, a point in c1 and c2 where each party had found their feet and could call each other family. In c3, Orym is grappling with responsibility and grief by himself. Ashton is having panic attacks about huge revelations surrounding their identity, while Chet and Laudna rope Imogen into a dubiously legal parasailing adventure that almost gets them killed. And when Orym grieves, FCG comforts them with what amounts to "hey, at least you aren't an Aeormaton and you can experience being humanoid! Isn't that cool, and something that I'm not openly saying I'm jealous of?"

I don't have perfect vocabulary for why FCG makes me so mad. I just want someone - Ashton, or Orym, or one of Matt's NPCs - to sit down with that weirdly childlike tin can and force them to examine their own self obsession. Until they can stop self deprecating, derailing plans, and trying to control everyone else, they're going to be a truly shitty cleric.

#critical role #cr3

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heyclickadee · 2 years ago

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There’s one sense in which the bad batch had a little more control over their lives than clones sometimes had. They didn’t have a jedi general, they had their own ship, they were allowed special accommodations like their barracks and their armor, and they were given an enormous amount of leeway in how they fulfilled their missions.

In another sense, though, there’s a way in which they had a lot less. And just to be clear, I’m not trying to make an argument about who had it worse. None of the clones has ever had much agency in their lives. None of them were ever afforded the decency of being considered people. None of them really had the option to do anything but be soldiers conditioned to fight and die for a cause they didn’t choose, not without putting other clones in danger (like Slick) or risking court martial (like Cut). Things are bad for all of them. Mostly I’m looking at how the bad batch’s perception of their own experience could change depending on the angle at which they’re looking at it.

Because yes, they were given more leeway in certain ways, but in that other way? Not only were they not given the choice as to whether or not to be soldiers, they were not given the choice as to what kind of soldiers they wanted to be.

Wrecker, for example, is incredibly smart. Not just in the sense that he’s emotionally intelligent, but he’s also a skilled mechanic, weapons specialist, and demolitions expert. This is a guy who built a handheld laser canon out of scraps while getting shot at, and it took him, what—fifteen seconds? But due to the accident of the way he popped out and the way the Kaminoans took advantage of that, because he’s just so much bigger and stronger than everyone else, he was never given the option to be anything but the designated muscle. I think the weapons and demolitions stuff is something he picked up over time because he likes it, but he didn’t have the option to be the team’s technician the way that Tech is. And Tech—Tech is the second strongest guy on the team. He’s strong, extremely athletic, and he’s got a wild pain tolerance. But because of the accident of how he came out, he was never given the option of becoming the hand-to-hand specialist Hunter is, and certainly not the tank that Wrecker is. (I’m still forming my thoughts on Hunter and Echo, but there’s no way anyone else on the team besides the guy with magnified senses would be allowed to be the team tracker, and Echo’s situation is a little different. And before joining the batch and leaving Kamino, Omega never had any agency in her life at all.)

And then Crosshair. This is something we don’t talk about in the fandom all that much, but Crosshair’s a genius. He’s as stone cold brilliant as anyone else on the team, if not more so, in his own way. The thing that makes him such a good sniper isn’t just that he’s got good eyes and steady hands, it’s also his ability to do the math and calculate angles and timing to an incredible level of precision. And, based on what we see in “Reunion,” “Return to Kamino,” and even “The Solitary Clone,” he’s got a good head for strategy and some decently solid, on the ground, battlefield leadership skills (even if he wasn’t technically in charge during that last one). He could make a decently good field commander. But, again, because of the way he popped out of the tube, he wasn’t given the option to be the analyst guy or the leader, he was the sniper. And that’s it.

Every one of them has the capacity to be good at other things. Every one of them is good at other things. But at the start they roll out like your prototypical late 80’s/early 90’s action cartoon hero team because those are the roles they were forced into since getting decanted. But when they look at their experience as part of the GAR, I think they probably look at the other part of that experience where they were given some leeway that other clones didn’t always have, and it makes it difficult for them to see how completely controlled their lives have always been.

#the bad batch #Hunter bad batch #wrecker bad batch #tech bad batch #crosshair bad batch #echo bad batch #if you squint #I’m still formulating my thoughts on how this worked for him #because on the one hand he chose to join the batch #but on the other hand the need to make that choice was forced on him by the techno union

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total-drama-takes-takes-2 · 1 year ago

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ttwt character profiles - batch 1

we are SO CLOSE to the grand finale of tta and celebrity manhunt is in the works. in the mean time, ive decided 2 take some inspo from the world tour biographies and write one for each contestant!

ALBERT

What's your best quality? I care about things that most people don't even bother to notice Faves? (music, colour, movie, food)

Indie

dark green

Blackfish

dragon fruit

Describe your craziest dream. I was trying to terraform the moon, but the boots I was wearing were too heavy, so I got stuck on the surface Best memory from childhood? Probably hiking the Appalachian trail with my dad Most embarrassing moment at school? I've had a lot... I guess being dumped wasn't easy. Describe the first job you ever had. I've never had a paid job, but I've been volunteering since I was 12. my first project was a post-concert trash pickup at the Scotiabank Arena Ten years from now, what are you doing? Probably the same thing I'm doing now, but for pay My dream date would be with ___________, doing what? That's a hard question. I guess anyone who likes me back, probably in one of the parks around Toronto. Talking outside is free and easy! It’s the last day on earth. In five words or less, what would you do? watch sunrise in a meadow

AUSTIN

What's your best quality? My mojo, baby! Faves? (music, colour, movie, food)

Anything swanky is fine by me!

Orange, baby. The most sensual color on the rainbow

Pretty Woman

Chocolates are a true aphrodisiac, baby

Describe your craziest dream. Craziest? All my dreams are crazy, baby! Best memory from childhood? The day I woke up with a full jungle on my chest! Most embarrassing moment at school? ...When I realized that jungle is absolutely irresistible to the birds! Describe the first job you ever had. I hung out at the metro station, passing around pamphlets about how hot I am, baby! Ten years from now, what are you doing? Sitting pretty in a first class jet on the way to the Bahamas with my 24 civil partners My dream date would be with ___________, doing what? A right shagadelic bird or two in a first class jet on the way to the Bahamas It’s the last day on earth. In five words or less, what would you do? Round up the ladies!

ASS

What's your best quality? What are you, my mom? Faves? (music, colour, movie, food)

Easy. Grunge.

Am I five years old to you?

Wouldn't you like to know?

Anything non-repulsive.

Describe your craziest dream. I used to have this nasty recurring dream about this knock-out stealing my fiance. I got over that eventually. Best memory from childhood? When I grew out of it. Most embarrassing moment at school? The fact that I ever cared for a second about what those losers think of me. Describe the first job you ever had. I was a barista for a while. Now, I think I'd rather be drawn and quartered than hear the word "venti" again. Ten years from now, what are you doing? Married rich or dead. My dream date would be with ___________, doing what? I hate people. It’s the last day on earth. In five words or less, what would you do?

Celebrate.

BONNIE

What's your best quality? I guess I can be... understanding. Faves? (music, colour, movie, food)

I mostly listen to video game OSTs... some pop, but don't tell anyone I told you that!

Purple

Texas Chainsaw Massacre

Noodles

Describe your craziest dream. Uh, I'll pass on that. Thanks. Best memory from childhood? I guess... I don't know. Christmas. I don't know. Most embarrassing moment at school? No, thanks. Describe the first job you ever had. I was an office assistant at my school. It got me out of class, at least. Ten years from now, what are you doing? Hopefully graduated from college with a good degree. It'd be fun to be a game designer or something like that, something creative. My dream date would be with ___________, doing what? I don't really think about that stuff. Whatever seems fun, I guess. It’s the last day on earth. In five words or less, what would you do?

Hang out with Caesar.

CAESAR

What's your best quality? Um, everything? Where do I start? Faves? (music, colour, movie, food)

I'm not too picky!

Lavender

I couldn't pick!

Goat cheese on rosemary crackers

Describe your craziest dream. I was stuck in a washing machine for like, six hours until someone finally let me out. Best memory from childhood? Getting my first camera. And my first tripod- it's like a light bulb just went off in my head! Most embarrassing moment at school? I tripped in the cafeteria and ruined my silk Valentino shirt on some freshman's chili. Describe the first job you ever had. I started my first YouTube channel when I was twelve. I did outfit reviews in my bedroom. Ten years from now, what are you doing? Hosting the most popular gossip show on TV! My dream date would be with ___________, doing what? Definitely my Bonbon. We'd get pedicures (if they ever let me take them), fro-yo, and then watch something gross and bloody at home. It’s the last day on earth. In five words or less, what would you do?

Probably spend it with Bonnie.

COURTNEY

What's your best quality? I'm a team player! Faves? (music, colour, movie, food)

I like fast-paced music, just in the background when I work

Hot pink

The Devil Wears Prada

Shortbread cookies

Describe your craziest dream. Crazy as in terms of reality, or personal significance? Oh, well- I guess my most "out there" dream was one I had where I was a pirate captain, sailing a crew across the Atlantic Best memory from childhood? Spending time with my friends when my parents were away. Most embarrassing moment at school? A mean girl in my grade ran for class council secretary just because I did... it was so humiliating that I dropped out of the race entirely. Describe the first job you ever had. I sometimes volunteer at the soup kitchen. Ten years from now, what are you doing? Graduated, with my dream job, living in a nice apartment in a big city, and overseeing a cooperative group of like-minded individuals. My dream date would be with ___________, doing what? Not a romantic date, but I'd love to meet my personal hero, Virginia Woolf, for a dinner. It’s the last day on earth. In five words or less, what would you do?

Cook a meal for friends

#ttwt #more to come

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mantisgodsart · 1 year ago

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And with that, Side A is DONE! OCs transmuted are all from the @bug-oc brackets, again - it may or may not be Marigold's fault, still. We wouldn't worry about it. It's not like anyone ELSE is gonna mysteriously turn up as some kind of different thing, right?

We may or may not be doing these for all the losing bugs until Marigold gets beaten.

Individual pictures, names, and owners of transmuted OCs below the cut.

Starting off the batch this time is Blue Team by @hishap, as some very graceful and elegant slugcats. The explosive spear works around as well as a normal bomb, right? It's probably fine. With Wil as Discount Pikachu, Tera as "kinda sorta lizard", and Mimi as Definitely A Normal Slugcat Do Not Look Closer, they're at least going to be a fun party for Jolly Co-Op. We colored these ones while having a major case of Herr Handshakes, so please do excuse any errors - we're doing our best!

Whirr by @mothbeasts is a Black Lizard, and by far the one we took the most design liberties with - in our defence, "mole lizard" just seemed to fit! He gets bonus legs. Always a good thing. We're sure he can figure it out eventually. The lack of hands might fuck with the baking plans a teeny bit, though. At least he can glow in the dark (not that he'll be able to see it, mind you - black lizards are entirely blind).

Larry by @ultimaxinatank is our preview, and also a slugcat. That makes two wasps who got Slugged here, too - two and a half? In our defence, Slugcat seemed the best fit for all of them. Maybe it runs in the wasp hive. There are a startling number of wasps on this page in general. Popular bug to OC-ify, we guess. Very fun to draw!

Ari by @aridis is a Scavenger - a very, very blue one at that. We took a bit of liberty on the color scheme here, but hopefully it still reads - she's got hands! She's got fluff! She can stab people with spears while residing in a small community! Might pick up a tiny bit of fascination with pearls, but that's normal. Just... make sure they don't steal the pearls off of someone's mask. Bad diplomatic move.

Speaking of Scavengers, Kivik by @fallenvoidhere is a Scavenger Chieftain, and one of two bosses on this sheet - those pearls are incredibly fiddly to do, but at least they make him more impressive? He gets off better than most of the other people here, at least - he's got hands! Dexterity, even! He's better off than his teammate, at least. The symbol on the mask here is The Pilgrim, though it might have photographed a bit oddly - the cloak is a bit more gray and less green in person.

Last but certainly not least, Cherry Blossom by @w-krajobrazie-zapomnienia is a King Vulture, and by far the biggest undertaking as far as technique goes. All those feathers are hand-blended. Wouldn't recommend doing this. Our markers are alcohol-based and we were using a wet paintbrush to blend. At the very least, the markings were fun to do - very swoopy and whirly! Being Marigold's former opponent, the least she can do is offer a quality form to hang out in, and though the lack of hands is difficult... oh, well, we're sure he can figure something out. He's got spears now! That's a plus, probably! Who needs to hold things when they can fly?

#bug fables #rain world #ocs #other peoples ocs #slugcat #lizard #black lizard #scavenger #scavenger chieftain #vulture #king vulture #our art #finished #next on the list is some Marigold Propaganda in the form of transmuting some other Guys #some of our friends ocs look to be knocked off in the next round so we're doing a slightly more elaborate tf there

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masterjedilenawrites · 2 years ago

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Clone Force Omega: Part 2

Finally got some inspo to finish this second part. I'm trying to mirror some of the beats of the first season while working in some differences based on this dynamic of Omega being the older sibling to 4 little ones. It's certainly a handful!

< First Part | Mini Series Masterlist

Omega & The Bad Batch | 3.9k words

Content: Canon-typical violence, probably some feels about Echo...

She would have to be careful and she would have to be quick. She couldn't afford anything else.

Omega marched through hall after hall, mindful to keep her steps from seeming too rushed or frantic, to keep her journey as vague and unpredictable as possible. In the past, she could move about the facilities without fear of anyone caring. Clones and Kaminoans alike knew she was special. She had covert missions and classified clearances. They never questioned where she went.

Now, the facility belonged to someone else. She belonged to someone else. It wouldn't take long for this new management to notice she'd disappeared, if they weren't following her already.

"Omega!"

She whirled with her gun raised on instinct. The clone addressing her sounded like any other clone, though he looked far from it. Prosthetic legs, a scomp link in place of a hand, a cybernetic head implant. He was more machine than clone. Omega immediately relaxed at the sight.

"Echo."

She rushed up to him as he came to meet her. They grasped opposite arms, their customary greeting, only this time much more earnestly. He seemed to understand the dire circumstances at hand.

"You've heard?"

"Yeah, just got filled in."

They spoke in hushed tones, though for now they were the only ones in this particular corridor.

"I figured you'd be going to get them," he said, nodding in the direction she'd been previously headed. "And that you'd need some help."

Omega smirked a little. "Wouldn't hurt. But I can't ask you to..."

"You saved my life, Omega." Echo's warm eyes bore into her own. "You don't even need to ask."

"I know but... we're basically deserting. Those kids are worth it to me, but for you..."

"When you brought me back, I vowed to do everything I could to make up for my time with the Separatists. To serve the Republic. As I always should have. This... this is not the Republic. No matter what they may say to the contrary, I know malevolence when I see it."

Omega nodded at him. Even though she was still reluctant to ask such a sacrifice from him, her dearest friend, she was also relieved to not be in this scheme alone.

"I can buy you some time," he said, finally letting go of her arm. "I'll meet you by the Marauder, but please don't wait for me. If anything should happen, just get them out. We'll find each other later."

She didn't have time to question how or what Echo was planning to do to buy time, or what could possibly happen to where he wouldn't be able to make it. She shook those thoughts from her head and nodded in affirmation of his plan.

"Thanks, Echo. Don't know what I'd do without you."

"I think the mission on Belkrig showed what would happen without me," he laughed and Omega couldn't help but chuckle along. Even amidst a crisis, Echo could always put her at ease.

"Right, trip and break my nose. Thanks for the reminder."

"Just watch where you step. You'll be fine. All of you."

With his customary salute, Echo turned to rush back down the hall and buy her some of that time she was in short supply of. She watched him go, unable to ignore that anxious feeling that was settling back into her stomach. There were no alarms, nobody chasing, no reason to suspect she wouldn't go on the assigned mission as soon as she got herself ready. But it was a a fragile peace, the calm before the storm.

She was designed to weather the storm, her mutations giving her a wide range of enhanced senses and abilities. But this new Empire, standing for unknown values and without the Jedi to balance their politics, was certain to be a different kind of storm. One she wasn't so sure she was prepared for.

* * *

As expected, the super top-secret barracks were full of lively noise and movements. Well, perhaps the room wasn't so top-secret as it was out-of-the-way. Most clones had no business being on this side of the facility, so it made for the perfect hide-away for some of Nala Se's more secretive experiments.

The experiments, in question, were four young, mutated clones. All around the age of ten. Truly. They had lived ten whole years of a normal, non-enhanced human lifespan. Omega had been meant to be the same age, to grow up with them as their sister. But something had happened that caused Nala Se to add rapid aging in her DNA cocktail. Omega had never gotten a clear answer from the Kaminoan, though she suspected it had to do with funding. Deliver a specialized clone sooner in order to justify the resources needed for raising four more.

"Omega!" Four voices chimed in near-unison as soon as she stepped into the room. If any of them had heard the news of the Empire, they clearly didn't care. Why would they? They were only kids.

Normally she'd respond with some silly quip or dumb joke, which would send them into cheerful hysterics. But not today. The task at hand required the utmost stealth and haste. She'd have to settle them down now if there was any hope of a successful escape.

"Shh," she hushed them, rushing to pack up a few essentials. "Get your things, boys. Quick! We don't have much time."

She hoped the urgency in her voice would be enough to give them an idea as to the seriousness of the situation. She didn't have time to wait for them to catch on. Instead, she hurriedly shoved items into a small knapsack.

The boys - Hunter, Crosshair, Wrecker, and Tech - all froze in place and looked at each other in confusion. Their big sister had never been one to turn down a friendly greeting, no matter how tired or busy she was.

"What's wrong?" Hunter ventured to ask.

"Yeah, are we going somewhere?" asked Wrecker.

Omega shoved the knapsack toward Hunter and began filling another. "We're not safe here anymore. We have to leave."

Her stomach twisted at their widening eyes. She wished she had time to properly explain what was happening, to help them understand and not be frightened.

"But Nala Se said we're not safe outside this room," said Tech.

Omega gritted her teeth and tried not to curse the Kaminoan these boys unwittingly obeyed. "It's different now. Everything's different. Now chip-chop, pack what you need and let's get moving."

Crosshair moved first, gathering a few items from his bunk. Tech followed, though he ended up with an armful of random crap that Omega had to insist he put down.

"Only the essentials," she hissed at them. "Things you can't live without. Now let's go."

She gave the other bag she'd filled to Wrecker and waved at them to follow her toward the door.

"What's wrong, Omega?" Hunter tried asking again. "Why aren't we safe?"

She huffed, both at the question and at Tech who was still picking at wires and chip boards. She ran over and practically scooped him up as she ushered him to join the group.

"But my--"

"It's not important. Listen." She addressed all of them, putting her hands on the shoulders of the two closest to her. She knelt down to their level and took turns looking each of them in the eyes to drive home her point. "I promise I will explain everything later. But right now, we're on a very important mission to get to my ship and fly out of here as quickly as possible. And preferably undetected. You all know what that means, right?"

"Without being seen," said Tech.

"Exactly. If anyone sees you or tries talking to you, do not engage. Let me do the talking. And we have to stick together."

"Because we're a team," said Crosshair.

"Yes. We're a team and no one gets left behind. Understood?"

The four of them nodded eagerly. At the least, they'd treat it like a game and maybe that would be enough to get them through. Omega gulped, not wanting to think of all the ways this could go wrong.

"Okay. Follow my lead."

She punched the control to open the door and led them all swiftly out. One by one they filed behind her, bags slung over their backs, and eyes continuing to look around in wide confusion. Nala Se rarely let them out of the lab or their barracks. The last field trip they'd tried to take led to some confusing conversations with other young cadets and the Kaminoan had determined breaking their isolation just wasn't worth it.

"This way," she had to whisper behind her several times as they snaked through the various corridors, lest one of them get too distracted to keep up. As they neared closer to the main thoroughfares, she halted by every corner, peering out until it was cleared of any other personnel before leading her crew through it.

Hunter was right on her heels, mimicking her movements and hand gestures. Tech had some sort of gadget in his hands and Wrecker wavered between being too antsy to sit still or dragging his feet in awe at his surroundings. Crosshair brought up the rear, pushing his brothers along or shushing them if their comments got too loud.

They managed to keep a fairly brisk pace and low profile. Omega was just beginning to wonder if she'd overreacted and had them being unnecessarily cautious... until they reached the hangar and finally ran into trouble.

"You there!" A shock trooper had rounded the corner just behind them and immediately called out. Omega groaned internally. They were so close. "You are not authorized to be in this sector."

"I'm on assignment from Admiral Tarkin," she said, making a few hand signals behind her back to the boys to move into the hangar without her.

"I was referring to them," the shock trooper pointed to the boys who looked just different enough to not pass as regular clone cadets.

"They got lost. I'm simply giving them a ride back to the barracks." Omega squared herself up against this shock trooper, prepared to talk as long as possible until he left. It was a sure-fire tactic she used frequently against any regs who tried sticking their nose in her business.

"It's a detour that will take less than a minute. This conversation, however, is wasting much more time. Now, would you like me to notify Admiral Tarkin that--"

"Only authorized personnel is allowed to board that ship," the trooper spoke over her, adamant in upholding his orders. "Step aside."

Omega's mouth was open, prepared to continue arguing, whatever it took for the kids to make it safely onto the ship. She didn't dare risk a look behind her to confirm if they were close or merely dawdling.

"I--"

"Sergeant Omega."

The voice was familiar, but she did not quite relax as much as she had when she'd first heard it less than an hour ago. Echo had never addressed her so formally before.

And not only was his greeting unusual, but so was his appearance. She wasn't sure why his plan to buy time had involved an outfit change. Or where he'd even come across such ominous armor. It was all dark tones and dull finishes, very unlike the shiny white-and-blue plastoid he usually wore. There was no character to it, no personal touches. Not even the two handprints remained, symbolizing two pivotal moments in his life. Was he undercover?

"Echo," Omega shook herself of her confusion. He could explain himself later. At least he had made it to the hangar with them. "Please tell this reg he is--"

"Sergeant." Echo stepped forward, hand on his blaster. His face was obscured by his helmet, but surely he held some sort mischevious smirk. Right? Omega tried to assure herself that's all this was. Some weird act to help get them out safely.

"You are in violation of your orders," he stated impassively. "Release the cadets to me and return to your mission at once."

Omega started to slowly back into the hangar, noting how more and more troopers were starting to file into the hallway behind Echo. She finally glanced behind her to see the four boys had at least gathered at the ramp to the Marauder. They were watching with those wide eyes, undoubtedly as confused and scared as she was. She looked back to her friend, wishing she could see his face, look into his eyes, and see how she was supposed to play along with this bizarre display.

"I... will just go get them for you," she said, clutching her helmet and hoping that's what Echo wanted her to do.

"Step aside, Sergeant." Echo started moving forward, hand still resting on the hilt of his blaster.

This just didn't feel right. She was desperately clinging to a very thin, fragile string of hope that this was part of some grand plan, but her hold on it was slipping with each tense second that passed. Echo's idea of a plan usually involved stealth, not such an obvious display of masquerading.

"No need to bother yourself," she gulped through her worry. "I'll get them. Just hang tight."

She tried to move quickly but Echo's hand shot out and gripped her shoulder, keeping her in place.

"You there!" he called out to the boys, pointing his scomp link at them. "Cadets! Fall in and come at once!"

The four boys stood awkwardly looking around. They hadn't been trained on basic commands yet, and though Echo was their one friend outside of Omega, they thankfully seemed wary of him in his new armor.

"Cadets!" he tried again, pushing past Omega and moving toward them. "I said, fall in."

"Omega?" Hunter looked to her for help. She followed behind Echo.

"It's okay, boys, just get in a line for Echo."

She could almost see Hunter visibly gulp as he took a few timid steps forward, looking to his brothers to follow. As they approached through the mess of cargo boxes in the hangar, Echo removed his blaster and held it at his side. What in the...

"Good soldiers," Echo commended them, angling his body to make room for them to pass. "Now, file into the corridor and await further orders."

No, no, no. Panic was rising within Omega. This was definitely not an act to get them to safety, not when they were being ushered further away from the ship and back into a facility now under control of the Empire. What was Echo doing? This wasn't right... this wasn't right....

"Echo--"

"Stand down, Sergeant." His voice was laced with a firmness that twisted her insides.

"But--" She circled around to stand between her friend and her brothers.

"Are you disobeying orders?" he challenged, bending his elbow upward so his blaster was trained to the ceiling. A warning.

"They're just kids. Just let me take them back--"

"Good soldiers follow orders. Now, do not make me tell you again. Stand. Down."

Omega could feel a pair of little hands grasping the back of her shirt beneath her armor. A line of soldiers were filling up the opening to the hangar behind Echo. She'd never been backed into such a corner before, and by a dear friend no less. She couldn't comprehend it. Everything about this situation with the Empire from the second she'd stepped off her ship had felt wrong. She had been foolish to think she could handle it the way she'd handled challenges in the past. All the rules had changed and she was utterly unprepared.

"And if I don't stand down?" She thrust her chin upward and took a half-step backward, pushing against the closest kid as a sign they should starting backing up themselves.

"Then you will have shown where your loyalty truly lies."

Omega stared at him, trying to see through the harsh plane of his helmet. She didn't want to have to do this, but she feared in just a few moments she'd have no other choice. With one last effort, she stepped forward and dropped her voice low, so only he could hear.

"Echo... please.... You don't have to do this. We're your friends. Your family. We're in this together."

There were a few seconds of silence between them. And then Echo straightened himself.

"You are either with the Empire, or you're against it. Your move."

Omega didn't give herself any time to process his response, only so he wouldn't have time to prepare for her move. She surged forward, attacking him in a way she knew he couldn't defend against.

"Hide!" she yelled back at the boys as she did, hoping they could duck for cover before the rest of the garrison could react and start shooting.

She gripped the underside of Echo's helmet, yanking him forward as she kicked out at one of his robotic legs. He was immediately crippled to the ground, at least enough to where she could tug his blaster free just as the row of shock troopers started lining up their rifles to shoot.

She fired at them as she spun for cover herself, almost somersaulting over a crate to land next to Crosshair. Blasts zipped around them, hitting the ground and other crates in the hangar. She could see Wrecker and Hunter cowering behind a row of crates just a few feet away. Tech was behind one just a little closer to the ship. He'd be their best chance of getting out of here.

"What's the plan, Omega?" Crosshair asked beside her. Whatever fear he may have had before had shifted into a determination that was reminiscent of her own. The time to panic or cry or lament this unfortunate circumstance would come later, when they were gone and safe. Now was the time to fight.

"These crates," Omega ran a hand along the cool metal they were leaning up against. "I recognize them. They'll have shock grenades inside...." She motioned for the attention of the others. "Wrecker! Can you pull open that crate?"

The beefy boy nodded his head eagerly and got to work trying to pry it open from the side. Omega whipped her rifle around and passed Echo's blaster over to Crosshair.

"Be careful with this," she said, though she doubted the boy really heard her. He looked down at the blaster in wonder, its barrel almost dwarfing his little hands. "It's set to stun. Help me put some of these troopers to sleep."

The two of them peeked up and around the crate to shoot, and started firing. Echo was starting to pick himself up, pulling out another blaster from his belt and firing back.

"Omega, I got it open!" Wrecker called. He and Hunter were sticking their hands inside to pull out a few of the little shiny balls.

"Press the button and toss it high," she said, readjusting her rifle. She motioned to Tech, pointing toward the ship with a knowing look. He seemed to understand and gave her a thumbs up.

Hunter threw the grenade skillfully and she shot it, causing a rain of smoke and fire above the troopers in the hangar. Their blaster fire halted in surprise, long enough for Tech to make a break for the ship. But then they quickly resumed their onslaught on the crates where the rest of them remained. She cursed to herself. She didn't want to hurt any of these regs. They weren't machines in a simulation, or droids terrorizing a village. But she was quickly running out of options.

Another minute of exchanging fire with the troopers, and the Marauder lit up behind them. There were a few sputtering noises as the ship started to hover a bit, and then crashed back down. Tech needed help.

"Omega." Crosshair was tugging on her arm. "If Hunter throws one over there," he pointed to the left of their position, "you could run to the ship through the smoke."

She chewed her lip. "I can't leave you boys here...."

"It's okay. Just go!"

This was beyond stupid. There was no way she should be leaving three of her little brothers out here in this firefight alone. But what other choice was there? It wouldn't be long before reinforcements arrived and surrounded them. And who knew what would be done with them. This new Empire played by different rules, ones Omega didn't have time to make sense of yet.

And there was Echo... That was perhaps the most confusing and maddening mystery of them all. What was he playing at? What had they done to him?

Omega scooted herself to the side, waving down Hunter's attention. "Throw one again. Cross will tell you where. Wreck, give me some cover fire."

She handed her rifle over to Crosshair, showing him how to prop it up against the crate since he couldn't handle it on his own. She then slid the spare blaster over to Wrecker for coverage on their side.

Everyone was in position. It was now or never.

"Now!"

Crosshair took his aim and motioned for Hunter to throw. The grenade arched through the air, coming down roughly in the area Crosshair wanted. He fired at it and caused a nice wave of smoke to rain down on the line of troopers Wrecker had his blaster atop a crate as well and started shooting into the blinded crowd with a gleeful roar.

There were still shots being fired back, but they had no aim, no way of tracking Omega as she booked it to the Marauder. Within seconds she was shooing Tech out of the pilot's seat, ignoring his whines about wanting to figure it out himself as she took over the controls.

"What about the others?" Tech finally asked, strapping himself in the seat next to her. He pushed up his goggles with a finger.

"I've got to get them clear first," Omega muttered, not used to voicing her plans aloud. She brought the nose of the ship around properly, facing it squarely with the group of converging soldiers. Thankfully the other boys were still huddled in their positions behind the crates. She set the blasters toward the back wall, not wanting to accidentally injure her own.

A few blasts at the wall caused the forces to scatter. Too much debris was flying for them to continue standing safely. She watched in tense anticipation as Hunter pushed his brothers to start running with him toward the ship.

"You boys okay?" she called back to them as they made it up the ramp.

"We're here!"

"We're okay!"

"That was awesome!"

Omega flicked a bunch of switches and primed the thrusters. Time to get out of here.

"Strap in. We're launching."

She didn't wait to make sure their seatbelts were on. They could fuss with that later. She quickly turned the ship and hit the throttle, zipping out of the hangar and through the stormy Kaminoan sky.

"Where are we going?"

Wrecker came to stand beside her, his arm on the chair as he looked out the viewport in awe. Hunter and Crosshair were gathered nearby as well. She was still very wound up from the chaos of the past several minutes, but her heart slowed at seeing their eager faces. This was the first time they had ever been airborne.

They were leaving the only home they'd ever known.

"Tech, would you like to do the honors?" she smiled slightly, pointing to the hyperdrive thruster in between them.

The goggled boy slipped out of his chair - his arms couldn't quite reach - and placed a gentle hand along the handle. Omega tapped in the coordinates and upon her nod, Tech pushed the lever forward.

The sky filled with streaks of stars, and the boys' eyes filled with wonder.

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noblechaton · 1 year ago

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hi. this is a post about Miraculous Ladybug - but also a post about me too. I've been on this bug and cat train since just about the beginning and getting to where we are now has made me kinda look back on it all - the show and myself so. I'mma ramble for a bit, pretty long post. gets kinda personal too

also there is like. no complaining or salt or anything like that in this post. adding this on in case anyone gets the wrong idea

like I said I've been here since roughly the beginning - not quite the first episode but close enough I feel, def within that first year or so. I've seen every episode (except "Felix" somehow. lmao, and the Shanghai special) and written countless words for this batch of furry doofuses, made countless posts that range from jokes to genuine analysis and spent what could probably be medically determined to be an unhealthy and maybe illegal amount of brainpower on the series as a whole, through the ups and downs, the fandom drama and leaks

and I know plenty of people who have fallen off for one reason or another - they didn't like the progression of the story, how things were being handled here or there, or they simply drifted from it for whatever reason. I kinda felt that way for a time, that I might be growing apart from the series as hiatus after hiatus built and my interests veered more towards other stuff, from wrestlemen to the witchy. it's scared me in the past, that I might stop loving the show, but with the S5 finale having hit and the major storyline that's been the thrust of the series mostly concluded I kinda realized something that I've kinda known for a long while

I'll never let it go, not entirely, and I'll never grow completely past it or beyond it - Miraculous is sort of a part of me

see, 8 years ago I was....drifting in a different way. I was losing touch with the people I held dearest, those irl friends I'd managed to maintain through school were fading fast and slowly I found myself almost alone, totally and completely. suddenly all the voices I'd been happily smothered by for years were just. gone. a few remained here and there, but it was fragmented if not completely cut off before too long and, well, I was scared

I was, for all intents and purposes, alone

but....then I started to watch this show that'd been recommended to me a few times, from before the voices faded. I'd written it off bc I didn't really care for CG shows, they always felt so empty and weird to me at the time, but the season was still ongoing and it wasn't as if I had much else to do, so I watched this episode called Stormy Weather and, not to sound too dramatic, but my life sorta changed

I loved it from the start, the style, the banter, the story. the animation was shockingly good, it felt alive. the characters were a total treat to see interact, the designs all but perfect to my eye. I got immediately hooked and only went further in the more I watched. slowly but surely I caught up on what was out there, watched what was coming out and at the same time, I sorta....reinvented myself, too, bc of this show

I made this blog, spread my wings a bit and tested some waters here and there in ways totally different from what I'd done before - I wasn't always Noble, yanno - and though it horrified me as someone that's just. terrible at talking to people, at making friends and forming connections, I still did what I could - I basically did what I did to get my first crush's attention actually, in that I just sorta danced and made a clown out of myself. we dated for 12 hours, funnily enough, didn't last. hope she's doing well. anyway

all that dancing, as it were, eventually caught the eye of someone I still consider one of my best friends to this day, who back then slowly hooked me up with who have since become some of my other best friends - I have a lotta best friends, okay? but the bond we've formed, though most of them are sorta on the outs with the show and despite us all being busy lately, it meant a lot to me - they mean a lot to me. they've....saved me, genuinely. I'm sure you can pick up the subtext here, but just as well, the show saved me, too

because I kept bumping into more people and forming connections as a result of this shared interest in a silly French cartoon, my confidence changed - I started behaving more like my senior year self in that nothing really stopped me, I didn't feel as shy or bashful or timid. soon I found myself in servers, talking with names I'd never imagined knocking up against, getting into contact with people I'd otherwise never dreamed of talking with, much less becoming friends with

now I have this web of people in my life, people I trust and care for that are amazing creators, amazing people both inside and outside of fandom, now I'm close to or otherwise good friends with a list of names that could take up most of this post if I started rambling them off. and just like that, I'd found myself a home again, I felt like I belonged somewhere again, there were voices again and the silence was gone

and I still struggle sometimes, we all do, I'm not as creative on here as I want to be - and I look to change that soon bc deep down I do believe in my ability now, something that wasn't true some few years ago - and I still struggle to talk with some of those I want to befriend, but I have talked to most of them, I've engaged on a level I never could just a few years back and....I have people I can turn to again, that I trust and love. that I hope love me too, y'know, not romantically or anything just, familial? friendly? you understand, I'm sure, anyway, point is, I was terribly alone for a long while, and gradually I've found myself in a place I find comfort in again, surrounded by friends that I'd do anything for

and it's all because of Miraculous, a show I still love

yeah there's been ups and downs, things I've liked a ton and didn't care much for, but I'm still with the show - I will be with the show. I thought season 5 was maybe the best of the bunch, at least on par with S1 imo, I'm stupidly excited about season 6 despite not being so sure of it just a few months ago. and above all else I just love watching it, posting about it and creating for it. it gets so much hate, I know there's constant discourse and there are genuine issues with it, but....again, I love it, I'll always love it. even if I drift away, if my interests shift or things take a turn, for any issue I take with the show myself, I think I'll always love this show, thick or thin

because this show saved me, it's made me a better person and gave me a life I'd once feared I'd lost, and for as silly as all of this might sound I'll always be grateful to that bug and cat team

anyway. that's enough sap from me for a bit, just kinda retrospective in light of the finale, kinda crazy to think about where I was 8 years back compared to now tbh. and not just the whole "oh yeah I'm a girl" thing lol

#y'know I had a talk tag once upon a time. no idea what it was nowadays. lmao

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floryalfonso · 1 year ago

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“Can you believe him? He said we have to put the project on hold because the archway of the building and the color palette we chose for the entrance will never match,” I say to my friend on the phone while tossing my sketchbook onto my desk and slumping into my chair.

“I’m not wrong,” I overhear from the office across from my desk in his smooth, lazy voice. “You say ‘hold’ like I mean forever. It’s just an extra day. And there’s absolutely no reason for a bay window in the sitting room. I know it’s her favorite view but that gigantic dogwood in the front is just going to keep it a sappy mess most of the year.” I try to ignore him but he’s starting to walk my way. He’s not my direct manager and I shouldn’t even have to listen to his input on this project but for whatever reason our boss thinks we complement each other.

“You’re a sappy mess,” I grumble.

“I’m not, you wish I were, and I expect better comebacks from you,” he says, coming to sit in front of me now.

“Do you have any original ideas of your own to provide?” I ask him, albeit mostly sarcastically. He’s a perfect group project member but he’s infuriatingly good at his job and it irks me. I’ve been here longer.

“Already sent them your way,” he says with glee, leaning in while I slide further into my chair. He’s looking down at me now seriously with his sleeves rolled up like he’s about to make me change all of my sketches. Another night in the office together is something I should’ve expected the minute we left the client’s house.

—

The only thing getting me through the long days at work is practicing for our very serious Great Office Bake Off. For whatever reason our boss put a state of the art kitchen in here and the oven is divine. I’m making things I’d only dreamt of before. Every night, different flavors, different techniques. 15 minute breaks call for new batches of caramel, an hour break for lunch and I can complete most of a cake. My biggest competition is Glenda, the 30 year veteran secretary and office grandmother. Her apple pie custard donuts could make anyone cry with joy. Her gingerbread houses every year are impeccable too, with unique flavors in each design element. The holiday season at our office is sweet enough to keep our biggest competitors friendly so they inevitably get invited to the big boss’s Christmas party. Baking well has its perks.

—

Is it just me or does your cake look better this morning?” my friend asks while opening up her breakfast yogurt and sitting down.

“What do you mean?” I ask, looking up from where I’m touching up the frosting on the cathedral shaped cake where the color seemed to disperse unevenly.

“The tower on it. It’s changed,” she says. Pointing at it with her spoon. I look to the side and realize she’s right. I definitely did not do that myself.

—

“Hey, I’m taking out a potential client to dinner tomorrow, any recommendations?” He asks casually while we’re going over each room in the project.

“She must be attractive if you’re the one taking her out,” I quip, looking up and smiling.

“She might be,” he says, lingering on my eyes.

“Have you been to Greene House yet? It’s amazing. Probably my new favorite place. Best desserts in town. Their pastry chef’s vanilla custard is what dreams are made of.” I feel a strange new bubble in my stomach from the eye contact.

“No, no I haven’t. Thanks,” he says while pulling up the menu on his phone. “I’m not a big sweets guy but this looks good.”

“I guess I can cross you off the possible suspect list I’ve been working on,” I say, immediately looking back to my computer. “Someone’s been taste testing my practice cakes. Honestly though,I’m just surprised you care for my opinion.” I try not to make it sound as whiny as I feel. I’m beginning to think the things he’s finding wrong with my suggestions are stacking up a little too high, and whoever is trying my desserts is attempting anything to bring the heat to my beloved bake off. To say I’ve been on edge lately is putting it mildly.

“I’ve always cared about your opinion. I just don’t care for your bad ones,” he responds with sincerity while still looking at his phone. Well that at least makes me feel a smidge better. Somehow.

—

“You have a new competitor in the Great Office Bake Off,” my friend leans into whisper in my ear as I set up. It’s competition day and NOW I’m finding this out?!

“Are you kidding me? Last minute like this?” I dust off my hands from the flour that came loose while transporting my bags to the counter where we were told to put our ingredients. I look up and lock eyes with him. “Since when does he know how to bake?”

—

“It was me you know,” he whispers in my ear conspiratorially. “I was the one trying your practice runs. They were amazing. I’m surprised you didn’t use that bourbon caramel you put on your pecan pie last week on your showstopper dessert. I tried not to make it obvious I tried anything but it wasn’t easy. Obviously I slipped up a couple times.”

“Wow. I can’t believe you said you’re not a sweets guy!” I playfully slap his shoulder. I feel happy to at least have this competition done and know my cake thief. We tied, which in my opinion when competing against the office teacher’s pet is way better than losing outright. “Well that explains us tying then. You make prettier desserts and mine taste better,” I continue, smiling up at him and seeing his face in a completely new light. The freckles, the dimples, the crinkles by his green eyes. At once the butterflies in my stomach swell to an impossible to ignore stampede against my heart. I take a deep breath and steady myself before asking, “How did your client meeting go the other night? Did you end up wooing her with the green tea tropezienne at Greene House?”

“We didn’t end up making it to dinner,” he says, face breaking into a disarming grin.

“Oh,” I say, looking down and focusing on my messy apron.

“What I mean to say is that she signed onto the project as soon as I sent her the work up. We’re starting next week. No wooing necessary.”

“Congratulations!” I almost shout with relief. I feel his hand brushing off some flour on my shoulder and it prompts me to look up at him. He proceeds to remove some from my nose with a stupid amount of focus. It feels like time is slowing down to a halt.

“But I still do very much want to try that dessert. I hadn’t even heard about it until it was our blind challenge today. Sounds doubly amazing if someone else is making it. And if it’s half as good as their spring rolls I had the other day..” he says, while carefully keeping eye contact.

“Wait, you went alone?” I cut him off for clarification as my brain stumbles through the painful realization that I actually like him.

“I went after work on Thursday hoping I’d run into someone there who said it’s their favorite,” he says, unable to keep from smiling as he finishes his admission.

“Let’s go right now, shall we?” I supply while beaming. Phew. I guess I wasn’t the only one feeling the tension.

“I thought you’d never ask.” He jumps up from the bench we’ve been seated on while clutching our matching flower bouquets and cute trophies. He pauses for a second, sets both of our winnings down and grabs my hands. At once he looks at me earnestly and with an impossible amount of adoration. I can feel my cheeks warm. “I really like you and I think we should call this a date. Is it okay if I kiss the rest of the flour off your cheek?” He asks, waiting impatiently for my response with a not so subtle foot tap.

I only manage to nod slowly. My blush grows deeper as he leans forward to do just that.

#sweet #one shot #romance #short story #rucha original

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