#you saved the world and now you gotta kill a guy because he looked wrong at some guy

[antiqua-lugar]

I think the funniest thing about Crow Rook is the implication that after you saved the world, you were a hero, you united the people, liberté, egalité, fraternité, consommé, you wake up and just go back to being a killer for hire.

[mcflymemes]

THE MUMMY (1999) PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue from the film, adjust as necessary

looks to me like you're on the wrong side of the river!

by the way... why did you kiss me?

it seemed like a good idea at the time.

that's called stealing, you know.

is it dangerous?

stop it! you'll kill them!

get me a glass of bourbon.

this just keeps getting better and better.

this door doesn't open.

who opened that chest?

i only want four!

the map! i forgot the map!

i think he's filthy, rude, a complete scoundrel. i don't like him one bit.

i guess we go home empty-handed... again.

look what i got.

i think you found something.

what exactly is this man in prison for?

you just got promoted.

you're with me on this one, right?

keep him busy.

we are in serious trouble.

this creature is the bringer of death.

you must not read from the book!

where are they taking him?

there's only one person i know that can possibly give us any answers.

can you look me in the eye and guarantee me that this isn't all some kind of flimflam?

i'm a very lonely man.

look at my library!

you're gonna get yours, [name]!

never did like camels.

what do you suppose killed him?

time to go.

take my hand, and i will spare your friends.

will you look at that?

do they know something we don't?

i need a new job.

have you no respect for the dead?

i've dreamt about this since i was a little girl.

you dream about dead guys?

patience is a virtue.

any last requests?

loosen the knot and let me go.

i don't think we need to know this.

ooh... that's gotta hurt.

you... i just don't get.

you probably won't live through it.

everybody else we've bumped into has died. why not you?

you're wondering... what is a place like me doing in a girl like this?

yeah, i was there.

can you swim?

of course we don't let him go!

you'll be dead when they do this.

i think i'll kill you.

think of my children.

i only gamble with my life, never my money.

i may not be an explorer or an adventurer, or a treasure-seeker or a gunfighter, but i am proud of what i am.

give me frogs! flies! locusts! anything but you!

compared to you, the other plagues were a joy.

i am so very sorry. it was an accident.

you are a catastrophe.

oh my god, i hate it when these things do that.

is he supposed to look like that?

of course i can swim, if the occasion calls for it.

now, because of you, we have failed.

you think this justifies the killing of innocent people?

what did you say?

i don't want to tell you.

let me get this straight.

you don't have any children.

you lied to me.

i lie to everybody.

what makes you so special?

sorry. didn't mean to scare you.

the only thing that scares me are your manners.

have you got any bright ideas?

i'm thinking. i'm thinking!

you'd better think of something fast.

what are we going to do?

wait here! i'll go get help!

i thought you said you didn't believe in all this fairy tales and hokum stuff.

forget it! we're out the door, we're down the hall, and we're gone!

i told you not to play around with that thing.

you heard the man. no mortal weeapons can kill this guy.

listen! we've got to do something!

is that my problem?

i appreciate you saving my life and all, but when i signed on, i agreed to take you out there and bring you back. end of job, end of story, contract terminated.

that's all i am to you? a contract?

you can either tag along with me or stay here and try to save the world.

do something!

you know, nasty little fellows such as yourself always get their comeuppance.

what's the challenge then?

rescue the damsel in distress, kill the bad guy, and save the world.

death is only the beginning.

why are you going back?

i'm going downstairs to get me a drink. you want something?

[violettavonviolet]

Tim Drake fic recs part 3

All of these fics are finished and amazing! The word count progressively goes up and all the ratings are noted, but def do check the tags for any triggers. all fics that have been stuck in my head since I read them are marked with a star.

Batfamily genfic's

Gotta Roll With The Curveballs

justapoorboy

Summary:

“How’d you cry so easily?” Duke asks, still entirely too awkward because no matter what Steph says, Duke still thinks Tim is kinda cool in a weird way. A really weird way.

“Oh, I classically conditioned myself over winter break when I was eleven. All I have to do to tear up is pinch a certain point on my arm. See?” Tim viciously pinches a spot on his inner forearm. Immediately tears start to well in his eyes.

Or: Duke Thomas dealing with Tim Pod-Baby Drake and what exactly that entails.

4.5k crack gen

A Matter of Trust

KelpieCodyne

Summary:

When Damian learns of an unexpected list of Batman contingencies, he's forced to go to Tim to vent.

And in doing so, might help the two of them find some common ground.

5k tim & dami gen

Days I Have Held (Days I Have Lost)

sepia_stained_sunset

Summary:

“You’ve outgrown me”

Damian frowns when he meets Tim’s gaze. He doesn’t say or do anything that warrants the feeling of loss that crawls up his arms and settles in his bones.

Then Tim is leaning towards him, on his toes, hands automatically going to his hair and mussing up his locks like he can’t fully miss the chance to annoy him. Still, his grip is gentle and his smile is real and Damian is more than glad to pretend that his eyes are devoid of their bitter sadness.

Or, Damian outgrows Tim. It shouldn't change anything, really, but it does. It does.

9k tim & damian gen

Satisfactory Bonding Activities

raven_of_hydecastle

Summary:

“Look, Dick and I had no idea how to be brothers either," Jason said, "but we made an effort to spend time together. If you and the demon brat aren’t sure where to start, maybe you can decide on some things to kick start these bonding activities.”

“Like what?”

“Hell if I know. Play twister, do an escape room, take over the world, learn to knit, I don’t care. Just pick something you can both agree will keep you busy for an hour or two and it’ll be fine. Now hand me that Molotov, these guys are going down.”

12k gen, tim & Damian

So...Rock, Paper, Scissors?

Miss_Lazy_Tuesday

Summary:

His smile widens. “You will pick one to kill. I shall give you ten minutes to decide and say your goodbyes. If you have not killed one of your brothers when the time is up, I will kill all three.”

Jason feels the bottom drop out of his stomach. This was supposed to buy him time, not give him a literal deadline.

“You see, little blade? I have made it so easy for you. You aren’t even really killing one. You are saving two. Your time starts now.”

24k angst mature

i can't let go when somethings broken

pennneminem

Summary:

the sky is blue, the earth is round, dick and bruce fight.

tim wishes it was a little easier sometimes.

or: tims crash course in the remains of childhood, rose colored glasses, and the economics of brotherhood

28k gen angst

Bludhaven Police Department

Lady_of_Lorule

Summary:

Sgt. Amy Rohrbach learns that her partner, rookie cop Dick Grayson, is not what he seems. Or how Amy finds out that Dick Grayson is the heir to the entire Wayne fortune, the vigilante Nightwing, the leader of the Titans, and meets some of the Batfam and the Titans along the way.

31k gen humor

right place, wrong time

Valkirin

Summary:

Twelve-year-old Tim Drake has homework to finish and dinner waiting at home. He even has an invitation to spend time with Bruce before patrol the next day reviewing toxins and antidotes. It doesn't matter that Bruce prefers to keep things all-business and down in the Batcave. Having Robin again is helping, Tim can already see that, and it's always a relief to know when he's invited back.

Sixteen-year-old Tim Drake decides that he'd rather keep his distance from the tempting research project Bruce has across two work tables. It's archaeology and time travel all at once, even more interesting than usual after Bruce's long trip through time, but Bruce probably won't crack that in one night. Getting involved in the project will eliminate Tim's chance to escape to his apartment for a quiet evening rather instead of struggling through an awkward dinner with Jason and Damian and Bruce.

When the Tims suddenly switch times and places, twelve-year-old Tim has an invitation to dinner and sixteen-year-old Tim knows just what kind of ripples someone can leave from the past.

38k teen angst

Say Uncle

Megaerakles

Summary:

Tim is prepared to take the steps necessary to ensure that Bruce will not feel obligated to adopt Tim when a comatose Jack Drake inevitably dies. But what could be better than preventing Bruce from ending up with a son he doesn't want? Bringing back the one he does.

Jason agrees to the Replacement's stupid, stupid plan to invite some strange adult man he's never met to come live with him, if only to keep the idiot alive long enough for him to serve his purpose in the Great Red Hood Revenge Scheme.

Might this new roommate situation have an impact on either of their worldviews? Surely not...

46k teen

Vultures, Squirrels, and Other Flying Menaces

AstraEllis

Summary:

He used to think that Batman needs a Robin. 

Now, Tim’s pretty sure that Robin was only ever a band-aid. 

He never tried to learn Batman’s identity, but he knows it, and Tim has no idea what to do next to save Gotham from Bruce Wayne’s violent rage. 

He becomes Batman’s shadow – never sidekick – trying to clean up the wreckage he leaves behind. 

A vulture, trying to remove decay before it has a chance to poison everything. 

Tim’s quest to save Gotham from Batman leads him to the most obvious victim – the man’s first Robin. But Dick Grayson’s grief is complex and deep, and not something the twelve-year-old has a fix for. 

What Tim Drake does have, however, is the know how to make money difficult to trace and a certain phone number.

51k dick & Tim & jason found family

Option C

CasualGeek

Summary:

Jason had to make a choice.

Enact his vengeance by killing the Joker himself.

Or

Forget Gotham and stay with Talia.

However, there was an option C.

One that could end with the Joker dead, with Bruce proven wrong and with Gotham changed for the better.

Jason took Gotham to court.

78k teen

cards on the table

wesslan

Summary:

Tim's parents faked their deaths and fled the country years ago, but neglected to take him with them. He spent some time on the streets, and now at 16, he makes a living as a fortune teller, stalking and hustling the shit out of Gotham's elite by telling them eerily accurate fortunes based on the information he gathers about them.

His life is peculiar but he wouldn't change a thing. When he gets booked for the big Wayne Halloween party, however, he finds himself getting all tangled up with the Waynes, and the more fortunes he tells, the tighter the snare becomes.

or: Tim just wanted to scam Gotham's elite, not end up on the Batfamily's watchlist. But it seems they just won't leave him alone..

69k not rated

Bruce Wayne

there but for the grace of god

TheResurrectionist

Summary:

From a tumblr prompt. 

AKA, "A Justice League fic where everyone argues about who's the most beautiful and intimidating sexy from the Big Three and everyone has valid points."

3.7k crack not rated 

Aliens Made Us Do It

FabulaRasa

Summary:

Bruce and Hal run into a little bit of cultural difficulty on an off-world mission. This was really, really not supposed to be Bruce Wayne's wedding day. Consider this story the traditional fannish "oh no we have to get married!" with a BatLanterny twist at the end

25k explicit hal/bruce

Acid Rain and Black Umbrellas

heartofhush

Summary:

Clark Kent hates Gotham. The people are weird, it's always raining, and nobody will give him a straight answer about anything.

He's certain that these people know who the Batman is, but nobody is talking. He just needs to find one of them willing to spill the secret. Any one of them. Seriously, there MUST be at least one.

His teenage son-clone-whatever is losing his powers, and Clark is torn between finding a cure, flirting with Bruce Wayne, and trying to figure out who the hell the Batman is under that cowl. 

Maybe this Tim Drake kid knows something useful.

39k bruce/clark timkon

Friends - Definitions May Vary

Slades_Snowflakes

Summary:

Bruce Wayne and Lex Luther are not friends.

However, Bruce Wayne's persona Brucie is about to re-define what friends means. And due to a series of weird and random moments, Bruce is about to learn that Lex Luthor could be a friend. Whatever that means.

154k Bruce/Lex

[racke7]

Opinions on Shadowbringers (so far)

(spoilers, obviously)

The starting-screen is beautiful. Just. Fucking fantastic. Love it.

The idea of the Lightwardens and us bringing back the night-sky? Phenomenal. Excellent. Visually breathtaking.

Ardbert's story is genuinely really nice. He did everything "right" and it turned out wrong, and he hasn't been able to fix anything. But now... now you're here. You're there, doing all the things right and things are getting better and it's such a relief to know that the world isn't doomed.

Ardbert meeting up with us in the inn, away from prying eyes in the quiet aftermath? That easy camaraderie of us being so similar? Beautiful. Love it to bits.

Y'shtola and the Blessed? Girl. Girl, why are you leaving? Marry that gentle sensitive hunk who's so blatantly smitten with you and have him rail you all night, how is this a difficult decision? We'll save the world just fine without you, get laid.

Thancred, why the fuck did you decide to be a dad? You clearly don't want to be a dad, and you don't seem to be aware that you've taken on the role of a dad, and you suck at being a dad. Holy shit. I get that you have issues, but pull your head out of your ass and step up. (Or dump her on someone who will. Holy shit.)

Exarch, I think I've spoiled myself on your identity, but even if I hadn't I don't dislike you.

The faeries are perfectly understandable dick-heads. I don't like them, but that's because they are inherently obnoxious. It's just part of who they are, and I appreciate that. Also, one of them scammed me out of immortality and I gotta appreciate a good hustle.

Zenos somehow returning is low-key hilarious. Love that for him.

Emet-Selch is a shithead and I hate every scene that he's in (his fashion sucks, his posture sucks, he's not even a fun evil). But I do gotta give him credit for cock-blocking all of the Y'shtola-fans who were looking forward to a new nudity-sequence.

Ascians doing "anything to summon their god" was always a massive clue to mom being a primal. This was about as big of a reveal as Garlemald The Evil Empire doing Bad Things. But getting everyone on the same page is important, so fair enough.

The Ascians moaning about the Sundering just kind of makes them sound like washed-up has-beens who're determined to go back to the Good Old Days (TM), even if they have to murder millions to do so. Like... I don't care if you miss it, you do get that that doesn't justify literally anything that you guys do, right? Right?

I'm like 90% sure that the white lion that the sin-eaters are constantly petting is the Lightwarden of Eulmore.

Also, the moment we were told that Eulmore was "giving out food", I clocked it as a cannibalism-thing. (We take in lots of people, and they never leave, but we bring you mystery-meat. Yeah.)

Considering that we later see someone being "sacrificed" to the sin-eaters (meaning that they'll be turned, probably), it seems like it's cannibalism with an extra-step (human -> sin-eater -> food).

Eulmore as a whole kind of pisses me off? Actually, it pisses me off enough that I'm ending this format to rant about it briefly:

As in, it's supposed to be a hedonistic cesspool of nobles waiting to die, but it's filled with people acting like "good people"? Which feels like it's trying to say something about how most evil people are just misguided or something?

But the problem is that they were fighting the good fight, and then suddenly they weren't and everyone in Eulmore were cool with that? In fact, the king was suddenly able to "command" the sin-eaters that'd been massacring their friends and families, and everyone just sat back and relaxed because "they're safe now"?

Eulmore reads like some kind of fever-dream of the king killing everyone who disagrees with him (and the proud war-time soldiers are on his side? for some reason?) and everyone smiling and nodding about it because it doesn't affect them? There doesn't seem to be even a hint of how they all know that the king will murder people for disagreeing with him despite how he does it in plain view of everyone.

Like, if someone comes out and says that the king was actually drugging their food with some kind of Light-pollution that kept them "calm" (and the mystery-meat would be pretty Light-rich, just saying)? That would make a lot of sense.

But up until that point, it doesn't make sense. Especially that the career-soldiers who clearly take pride in their work of "being strong" see nothing wrong with "surrendering" to the inevitability of being wiped out, and cheerfully indulge the king's desire to "rule the world (that's ending)".

Again, part of the reason that it rubs me the wrong way is this feeling that the horrors of it all is being brushed under the rug because the people who allowed for this rule were perfectly happy to not look out the window and spot the signs that their king is a tyrannical despot, but those people weren't Bad People, because look how kind they are to their own kind. Which sounds a bit too close to the "just following orders"-defense for comfort.

Feelings towards the factions (so far) is that I just don't give a damn. They're... fine? I guess? Nothing interesting, nothing fun, just... a way to show that the post-apocalyptic world is divided into tribes and some of them are nice and some of them aren't.

(Kind of like a more boring version of the nomadic Xaela-clans who all have wildly different cultures, but also a very clear shared one in the Naadam. Which is admittedly a hard act to follow. That was done very well.)

So as a whole, Shadowbringers feels like a genuinely beautiful story of us being able to save this world, of being able to undo the mistakes of a good person, and stop the horrors persisting through it, told in a setting of factions arguing with each other that's... kind of boring.

Dunno if that'll change, because there are still... two more zones to unlock, right? Could be that somewhere along the lines, those make everything fit together in a way that makes the factions-part of this part fun and interesting too. But I'm not holding my breath.

[iguessitsjustme]

Love Sea Episode 2 Thoughts

Okay. I just got home. Saw a strange little movie but it was soooo good. It needs to win awards for the sound mixing because it was brilliant. But I digress. Now I’m gonna go from a movie that made me shed 3 whole tears (impressive if you know me) to Love Sea. But I was promised that this week is at least…fine. Anyway, as always, liveblog under the cut:

Why was I logged out of IQIYI? Very confused why it wasn’t working but figured it out. I’m too tired for this honestly.

Okay just had a fight IQIYI for sound. Anyway, I’m gonna need a nap immediately after watching this.

Note to self: never go from a movie with quite literally some of the best sound mixing I’ve ever heard to BL. Especially MAME. Just don’t do it. It’s not fair to the show. That said, this is hurting my ears.

I was distracted by the god awful audio and wasn’t paying attention. I beg your pardon hWAT

We went from some extremes here. Didn’t you just think he was drowning and you were mad at him for that? Rightfully so? Horny boys….

The way I would not eat that clam. Mostly because my body has informed me that legally I cannot but also because I would be so pissed at having someone’s hand in front of my face.

Save Mook. Save her. Was Vie just…staring out her peephole for 30 minutes watching her? Like some sort of creep? Girl why? I hate how hot you are. Be a better person.

Is this…consensual? In a MAME show? Am I dreaming?

But also boys. Boys. The sand. Boys the sand. At least lay down a towel first or something.

He’s gonna write about this isn’t he?

Brings new meaning to post nut clarity. Cured his writer’s block…for now.

Can you hear my laughter at Mut being so confused why Rak is now writing? “Am I losing my touch?” As much as I would love you to have your ego bruised, I think you actually rocked his world so hard you helped him in more ways than one. Alas. It’s always the characters I hate that the show makes good in bed.

Oh look at all of Rak’s works. Look at our successful boy.

Save Mook. Kill Vie. What’s wrong with her? Just say you want to spend time with her. Don’t disparage yourself and make her your own personal slave I hate you.

I have now seen more ass than I wished to see today. Thank you Love Sea but also no thank you. Also jerkin it in the shower. Will Rak join him? Only time will tell! he did

I have seen…so much...tongue…in just one episode.

Honestly it’s a damn shame the sound mixing is so bad. I’m not actually hating this episode. Strange. But I need it to stop assaulting my ears.

BL boys stop opening condoms with their mouth challenge 2k24.

BAHASDHGKSJHDGKJHSDG give the translators a raise actually

Vie keep your lips to yourself. That was…gross. A reward would have been not making Mook do all of that work. Not…that. I hate it here. Imagine if the GL didn’t suck. Imagine that.

Why is Mook excited by that? Girl. You need friends. Friends would help you get a backbone. And also tell you what just happened is not okay.

Helmets? HELMETS? In my BL? I can’t believe my eyes.

I will keep my thoughts about the scene in which Rak talks about being a writer to myself. My thoughts are between me and god. And also anyone who asks. But you gotta ask for em.

Now IQIYI. I can’t read that. I have many skills but reading Thai is not one of them.

Did that man just jump into the water…on his own…specifically after having a problem with Mut doing that? I get it’s a different situation but my guy. MY GUY. There is no water safety in the show and I’m gonna lose my mind.

And this is why you don’t DIVE ALONE. I am losing it. Absolutely losing it.

Sure wish I knew what those texts said right about now.

I did not hate this episode. I did not hate them. I am…confused. Baffled even. I do think perhaps one scene in particular was a bit…no. I shan’t say. But just know that I am correct in my thoughts. I might actually be kind of looking forward to the next episode. Hopefully it doesn’t assault my ears dear god.

[kitkatt0430]

For 5+ headcanons AU - what if Stein had been the one to die during the singularity instead of Ronnie?

Oh poor Martin, but yay! Ronnie lives. :D

Much like Martin, Ronnie would start to destabilize, so they'd still have to seek out Jax around the same time as in canon. I think Ronnie would be more proactive and opinionated about things than Martin was - though the canon episode was about Martin needing another half to Firestorm the focus was on Caitlin's grief over Ronnie when it came to choosing a 'copilot' as it were. So I think here it would focus on Ronnie's grief. He struggled to learn to get along with Martin in part because all the time spent with the merge gone wrong where Martin was directly piloting Ronnie's body, so he's understandably uncomfortable with having to let someone in.

He's definitely going to take a dislike to Hewitt upon meeting him - the guy isn't a team player and he kinda looks down on Ronnie for not having a doctorate. And maybe Ronnie absently corrects something that Hewitt has wrong in his lab when they visit him, so they're both really rubbing each other the wrong way there. Since Ronnie wouldn't want to merge with Hewitt, maybe a polite handshake is what sparks Hewitt's powers into overload.

Jax on the other hand, Ronnie takes to immediately. They get along well and Ronnie is frank about the situation he's facing. He just got legally acknowledged as alive again, is married to Caitlin (twice over since they would have had to have a second ceremony for legal purposes once they were actually able to file the paperwork), and he really does not want to die. He's as uncertain about being a hero as Jax is, but he's not asking Jax to help him save the world. Just his life. Which, as Jax points out, is arguably Caitlin's world. What they're doing will make Jax's life dependent on Ronnie's in the same way Ronnie's will become dependent on Jax's - but they can work on finding a way to stablize them both without Firestorm eventually. They're both young, they've got the time to figure things out.

Obviously Jax agrees, they merge successfully, but oh no! Hewitt is melting down and they wind up going to fight him alongside Barry.

At some point during these events, Ronnie and Caitlin would let Clarissa know what's going on and that there's a possibility that Ronnie and the as-of-yet unknown person who balances him out as Firestorm might wind up in the papers again. They want to make sure she's prepared to see that happen and isn't smacked in the face with it on the Sunday Times or whatever and left wondering if that's Martin.

Also!!! When Jax and Ronnie merge, it winds up being Ronnie riding copilot while Jax is in charge of his own body. Which puts Ronnie in what was Martin's position. And in some ways makes Ronnie feel closer to the friend and mentor he lost. But it also kind of cements that he's the advisor in the Firestorm equation now. The one who has to run the mental calculations for flying and transmutation while Jax concentrates on the actual physical actions going on. It's an adjustment for them both, but they manage to make a good team.

They still get recruited by the Legends - Firestorm would have been killed by Zoom otherwise, due to Zoom being smitten with Caitlin. Ronnie is less interested in time travel than Martin was because it would take him away from Caitlin, but Jax talks him into it (after Jax is visited by his future self in a stable time loop that doesn't involve drugging anyone to get everyone aboard the Waverider, wth Legends S1???)

Ronnie would probably make more of an effort to get to know Mick than everyone else does. He knows what it feels like to be dismissed as the 'dumb muscle' - much as he came to like Martin, it felt in some ways like Martin maybe never got over his impression that he was smarter and wiser than Ronnie was and it's gotta sting when someone that important and integral to who you are... dismisses you like that. It's probably not enough to keep Mick from blowing up at the crew because Len keeps picking them over him and even trying to erase their partnership via changing the history of Lewis Snart, but with both Ray and Ronnie being more friendly to Mick he perhaps double crosses the Time Pirates rather than sticking with them permanently. They wind up leaving Mick in 2016 as requested, only for him to wind up immediately kidnapped by Time Masters the minute the Waverider disappears.

Ronnie's survival turns out to be caused by Barry's time travel in the Flashback episode; it's not just Hartley turning over a new leaf that changed. And while Barry is glad Ronnie is alive - if gallivanting off with the Legends which includes Barry's favorite thief (crush) Leonard Snart - he's horrified to realize that Martin didn't survive in this timeline. And so Barry does not create Flashpoint because of this. He realizes that he might save his parents, sure, but who will suffer in his place? He can't do that, can't take that risk. Not even for his mom and dad.

[bamboobrat]

succession s4 e3 recap: i just called to say are you a cunt? 1/2

ding dong the bitch is dead!

today we celebrate! extra long recap! (you'll find part two here and at the bottom)

it's finally time to fire gerri:(((

this has been in the cards since the hazmat suit remark, but still shakes me to the bones.

and sticking her with cruises? horrifying.

almost as horrifying as logan asking roman to kill her...

"you two, you know, you were close"

dickpickgate, the laughs were too high a price to pay.

on a more positive note, greg is also not having a good day.

is he out of the inner circle? was he ever in? did kerry really look up if a focus group existed and pull him apart like string cheese?

my guess is it's because he is annoying. on this, logan and i agree. visually aggravating, indeed.

(on a more serious note, yes, i've seen the posts about nick and all i can say is believe women)

big boss man's last words:

i wasn't paying attention. karolina was in the scene.

tom uses one line to summarize the episode we never got.

wanting to kill cyd and gerri on the same day can kill you, you know. it's called karma.

felt a strong impulse to skip the intro having seen the trailer, but i'm a good lil nick britell fangirl of course.

also, you know it's going to be a good episode when it's a mylod.

roman is very nervous about breaking up with his girlfriend firing gerri. "let's enjoy this sham marraige and the death of romance", he said...

i know i asked for more gerri. THIS NOT WHAT I MEANT!

roman is me, i am roman etc.

i'm also sad to report that i am, in fact, team hat.

they are sad and angry but not in a perverted way:(

so, so pretty<333 j. for supporting! sarah for lead, please!

it's the least they could do. seriously.

looks like having to kill gerri was the last drop for our romey.

calling your dad a cunt right before he dies? it's shakespearean.

connor associates victoria spunge with the loony bin. some of you might think the cake is not an essential part of this episode, but you are wrong.

shiv doesn't pick up the phone. first the cake, now this!!

this is what my mom tells me all the time: gotta pick up the phone, i could be dying.

and just like that... logan roy died. on the toilet. where all horrible fathers deserve to die. special shout out to tywin lannister!

the writers are absolute sickos for making me actually morn this guy by watching how his children absolutely fall to pieces:

roman repeating how everything will be okay. ken saying he can't forgive logan, but that he loves him. shiv immediately reverting back to her younger self and calling logan daddy...

anyone else have some trauma responses to share?

these asshole kids crying over their asshole father </3

they frantically go back and forth between accepting that he is dead and making action plans on how to save him. it's a beautiful and heartbreaking throwback to the first season, when they still believed their money and status could save them from experiencing death.

even billionaires are mortal. really makes u think 👀

frank calls kendall son and i think it finally sinks in. i'm a pool of tears ready to be wiped up off the floor.

shiv and ken go to let connor know.

they look so smol and lost and sad, i CAN'T. they really are kids.

connor is on some GOAT shit with this line:

well, his father may not ever have liked him, but at least he got the world's strangest hug from his homey romey.

being in denial too hard can cause hug disfunction.

it's not a nice thing to call someone dead.

truly a heartbreaking rant we get from kieran here. one emmy for our favorite slime puppy!

karl continues to be the voice of reason:

i feel connected to this man, spiritually and emotionally.

he should pour one for kerry as well.

our girl is simply not dealing. fingers crossed for a delicious breakdown to come.

tom agrees.

funniest shit i've ever seen.

this is why we like to keep karl around, for the drinking and the nicknames.

part 2

[independent-fics]

Inde Watches “The Paranormal Hacktivity Job”

Leverage Redemption 1x05

Honestly I was gonna say faking a haunting with candles def would have a fire hazard (loving the house decor tho very cozy)

But lowest of the low faking a haunting with a dead relative just to get a house (one of those guys looks familiar to me and idk from where)

Halloween is like my least favorite holiday because I’m a big chicken with the scary stuff but love Breanna’s enthusiasm (Sophie makes a good point tho. Sophie’s autumnal decor choices are more my speed)

Loving Sophie’s fit once again

Sophie you housed people all the time before

“Agreed we’re not committing any crimes” ladies please

Harry and Eliot on a buddy trip this I gotta see

Breanna what is that accent

Parker what is THAT accent 😭

Who are they right now

“You say human brains like you have an outside perspective” …”squishy human things” “you mean emotions” I love them

I’m sorry Breanna are you using adobe illustrator to analyze this handwriting photo because it does not do animations like that? I can’t tell if it’s the show to show what they’re reading or Breanna supposed to be doing that

“No the moments past now” “…so” Parker just moving on hahaha

NOT THE PSYCHICS EPISODE REFERENCE

I’m living the attic

“You just happened to have a backstory lying around like that” Breanna it’s Sophie

For a split second that photo of big daddy looks like Hurley haha (I do know he comes back in this)

Sophie is literally walking these guys through their own con it’s wild they’re stupid

Dang I do feel bad I thought the girls house could at least be saved didn’t know the whole place was gone that’s terrible

Ah the mob or whoever these criminals are make more sense with these guys oof

I love Parker and Breanna giggling over Eliot breaking knees hahah

“There are some powers in this world that are stronger than we know” “yeah and we’re three of them” yes you are

New Orleans buildings are so beautiful with the courtyards goodness

Sophie is going hard with this performance I love how kooky this episode is

But these guys are so bad dang

Parker being like this is called the gloat the best part hahahaha I loveeee them acknowledging what we all called it (because I don’t think it was ever referred to that officially in the first show)

Oh well this took a turn

Okay the guy being called the wraith reminds me of a really good avengers/leverage crossover fic so shoutout to that

Most notorious? Sorry Eliot still holds that title in my head and that guy doesn’t even kill anymore

OOO THE POLITICIAN IS THE HIT OKAY

“You’re going out the window” “what” 😂

NOT THE HITMAN BEING SCARED OF GHOSTS BRO

This man thinking about the people he’s killed and not thinking he’s ever gonna get haunted? Like you chose the wrong career path bro

The realtor saying exactly what I’m thinking

A good weapon? That is not how you explain away killing (but that’s probably how Eliot explained it away once upon a time oof Moreau vibes)

OO PARKER COMING IN WITH THE MOVES DANG

Okay Brenna how many houses did you haunt

Yes hand the knife to the realtors they’re gonna handle it for sure (ig they’re kinda mob members but dang yeah man he’s rusty)

If I didn’t know Sophie was already kinda gaining his trust I would be so scared rn

What kind of notorious hitman can say he missed a mark because of a ghost

Wipes the knife. Doesn’t wipe anything else.

“You just happened to have fake blood packs on you?” “Of course I do it’s Halloween” Breanna I love you

The selfies I can’t haha

Wait does this con count as the white rabbit in a way?

Good luck in design school kid.

They’re real fun neighbors let me tell you

I’m loving them learning a bit more about who lives around them

“And we went trick or treating afterwards” love that for you

Breanna’s little “yess” heheh I love her

Hehehe I love them scaring them hehehe perfect time in the year to get to this episode

[astridthevalkyrie]

Favorite quote from each AOT character?

ahaha thank u for asking this also I’m completely indecisive so yeah

Eren - “I want you all to live long lives.”/“We’re special, for no other reason than the fact that we were born!”/“You rip my shirt, you’re dead!”/“Ever since we were kids, Mikasa, I’ve always hated you.”/“Gotcha!”/“You should be nicer to your mom, Jean-boy!”/"So fight, just fight."/"My very first ODM kill!"/"Hear me, subjects of Ymir. My name is Eren Jaeger."

Mikasa - “This world is cruel, but I have a place in it.”/“But Armin can help too! He’s special!”/“For wrapping this scarf around my neck, thank you.”/“If you’d just done your damn job and protected him like you were supposed to, we wouldn’t be having this conversation!”/"See you later, Eren."/“Pick your side, Krista. Eren, or the bitch I’m gonna kill?”/"I'm a farmer too."

Armin - “Eren! How could you say that to her?”/“For humanity’s glory, in what little time I have left to live, I will advocate his strategic value!”/“In all the time you’ve known me, have I ever lied to you?”/“Makes you wonder why these chose us for this new Levi squad.”/“Lend me your strength.”/"We're not the good guys anymore."

Jean - “I blame everything about this on you, Eren.”/“You’re probably loving this, aren’t you?”/“Put her there, kid.”/“You wanna die? Fine, then I’ll kill you!”/“How in God’s name did I get ranked under Eren?”/“Sucidal blockheeeead!”/“Those ashes would never forgive me.”/“Shut up, Reiner, you really want your last words to be an ass joke?”/“That’s salty!”/“I bet everyone will forget about the chump who plugged up the hole in Trost!”/“Your speech skills need work."/"Sorry for calling you names and dismissing your choice in career."

Sasha - “Because we’re all so talented, I assume.”/“Yeah, couldn’t you go for some grub right now?”/“Soon, we’ll take back all the land we need for livestock.”/“Are you asking me why people eat potatoes?”/“So, are you saying you’re not going to eat that?”/“You were a vegetable farmer, that’s not the same!”/"Meat."/"It's something that's definitely not bread."/"Now go. Get out of here! Don't give up hope!"

Connie - “Mom, Dad, anyone! I came home!”/“Hey, ugly, get with the program!”/“I’m sick of getting betrayed.”/“All I care about, is getting a chance to take down the Beast Titan.”/“How does it feel to have your own roof over your head again? Geeeet it?”/“But afterwards, please, let me go home.”/"To save the world."/"Annie's stuffing her face!"

Historia - “God my ass! If it’s so special you become him!”/“Shut up, dumbass!”/“We’re all at the end of our tether, okay?”/“As promised, my real name is Historia.”/“Whenever I’m with you, I’m not afraid!”/“Did that hurt? Well, I’m queen now, so too bad!”/"Sorry, but the sweet Krista you knew died a long time ago."

Ymir - “Couldn’t say.”/“No, go on. If mummy dearest is a titan then it must be safe to assume daddy is too, right?”/“Honestly? Hell if I know.”/“Look at my Krista, keeping the peace. You are so gonna have to marry me later!”/“My one regret is that I never got to marry you.”/“Here to ravage me? Don’t take this the wrong way, but I didn’t think you were all that into girls.”/“Say what you will, the scouts get shit done!”

Reiner - “Don’t do it, Porco!”/“I’m the armored. He’s the colossal.”/“Nice ass, that one.”/“Captain Levi is dangerous.”/"Why won't any of you just let me die?"/"Why is Marco being devoured?"/“I will do it.”/“Gotta marry her.”/“I’m so sick…of walls.”

Bertholdt - “Reiner! Here? Now?”/“Shut your mouth, hellspawn! I’ll kill you!”/“Annie! Reiner!”/“Somebody, please find us!”/“Back in the day, he was more of a warrior.”/“You’ll always be my dear comrades, up until the moment I’ve killed you.”/“Because this world really is just that cruel.”

Annie - “I don’t want to fight anymore.”/“I’m going to gamble too, and here’s my wager!”/“Does it really matter? All of this is pointless.”/“I’m sorry I couldn’t be a good person for you.”/“If somebody told you to die, would you?”/"You're so mean...Daddy!"/“You have no idea what it’s like to be scared like a normal person.”/“I have to protect myself against the big bad man.”

Erwin - “I said advance, goddammit!”/"Thank you, Levi."/"This is a genuine salute, soldiers."/"It sounds to me like we're one step closer to the truth."/"Your hopes, your dreams, none of it matters as you lie, bleeding out, on the battlefield."/"I was quite taken with Marie as well."/"Who do you think the real enemy is?"/"I just...really wanted to reach that cellar."/"My soldiers, rage! My soldiers, scream! My soldiers, fight!"

Hange - "Well, I don't give a single shit what your motivation was."/"No, it's perfect!"/"Titans really are amazing."/"Ereeeeeeen!"/"However, nothing ventured, nothing gained."/"I'm only a novice at human torture, but while I lack experience, I plan to give this job my all."

Levi - "Maybe."/"Yeah."/"Not that I implicitly trust him, of course, it's more a matter of trusting myself."/"You don't need a good talking to. What you're in need of, boy, is to be taught a lesson."/"Kenny!"/"Eren. Listen, I really hate that I do this to you all the time, but you need to make a choice here."

[theink-stainedfolk]

The Tale of The King & His Knight Ch3

The King was not the same,

He approached his Knight as if he were his friend. 

Known is the King for being ruthless,

For all his Knights were slain mercilessly. 

I didn't want to wake up. I drank the poison for the purpose of not waking up.  But I really didn't want to wake up in the Knight's Quarters, and in my Knight's body. I was rethinking my life decisions when suddenly someone just… banged open the door.

"WAKE UP LAZY ASS. YOU'VE GOT AN ASS TO PROTECT. " a very lean man standing in front of my bed, spoke as bread crumbs fell off his mouth. I cringed. Has he no knowledge of etiquette? 

"Stop making a ruckus…Feblone." I sighed, getting up. Thank God I remembered his name. 

"Oh. You've got a surprisingly good memory." He said. I almost forgot his name. "Come on, let's go for a good hot bath!" He said, slapping my back. I almost cussed out loud due to the pain being so sharp. How could Famien withstand this?

I really regret drinking that potion. I shouldn't have gone to the old man. 

In front of me was a large hot bath… filled with men. Naked. I'm used to taking a bath alone, in my large warm tub, scented soap, shampoo and lots of lather. Now I didn't know where to look.

"Are you shy, Big boy?!" Pervez, another Knight smacked my back again as he saw how reluctant I was to strip. "Last time you jumped in as if you didn't care about anyone watching you!" Damn Famien! The least you could do was have a sense of shame! 

"Regrettably, I have recently been experiencing a touch of coldness. I trust my indisposition shall not inconvenience you; should it discompose you, I shall refrain from bathing this day.” I rambled, trying to escape from their clutches.

"What's up with you? " Wearing nothing but a towel around his bottom, Feblone chuckled. "You speak like a monarch."

Well I am a monarch. I laughed nervously, lest my cover get blown. "No, it's not like that…I mean… his highness asked me to-" I was explaining myself before I was interrupted by Feblone's loud laughter.

"Doesn't matter!" He said. "Now jump in before I push ya'!" I immediately removed my clothes and went inside the tub. It was much better than being pushed. I can't witness myself get embarrassed, it doesn't matter if it is not my body that is being laughed at.

"Ohohoho! Of course our King chose the best looking men out of all of us!" Roared Pervez.

Out of nowhere, a competition started; comparing who has the best body out of the few men left in the tub. I wanted to leave but I got caught up in their competition. I didn't intervene in their talks. But suddenly Feblone started complimenting Famien's (now mine) body. Of course, he is extremely well built as he should be. Being the King's Knight requires basic strength. But I didn't know that he is indeed, extremely well built. I thought he was just bluffing when I caught him admiring himself.

"Today, you gotta eat a lot! More than before, 'cuz you have to be tailing that ass!" Feblone laughed. 

I knew that the Knights feared guarding me, but before that I knew that they hated me. Because, unlike my father, I was useless. And I was the only royal that survived the assassination that killed my family. I left my family behind. I left my kind hearted family to save myself. And my family left me in this God forsaken world.

"For real," I said. "Tolerating him requires inhumane strength. That good for nothing monarch of ours." Feblone stopped laughing and looked at me curiously. "What's wrong?"

"You never called him 'good for nothing'. What changed your mind?" He said and I went speechless for a while. Why didn't he refer to me what the whole empire did? What did he think about me? 

Pervez and one more guy that I unfortunately didn't remember brought four plates each filled with Roast venison with a side of wild berries, beef stew with root vegetables, Roast quail with honey glaze, Spiced lamb shank with couscous and for dessert, Pheasant pie with a flaky crust. They then placed the plates in front of me.

"What?-" I began asking but Pervez spoke before. 

"Pal, I know that you usually eat 3 plates," my eyes widened with shock. "But today you gotta eat one extra! Protecting the king, tailing around him for the entire day, and night, we don't know if he'll stop to feed you since he barely stops to fill his stomach too. So eat up and come back alive, I mean it." 

I know that he means well. I also know that I need food to increase my strength, but I Don't think that I'll finish eating before I collapse. I laughed nervously and  I prayed in the name of God and started eating.

I managed to finish 4 plates with the help of Famien's friends.  By the time I took my last bite, the whole cafeteria was chanting 'you can do it Famien!'.

I trudged towards the palace ground where Farnak must've bought him by now. I saw him looking at a flower very closely. Minister Farnak seemed to be taking his leave but he paid him no heed.

"Good Morning….. Your Highness. " I bowed. But just as I said it, Famien (now in my body) whipped his head so hard towards me I almost heard it crack, and also bowed out of reflex. 

In the garden there was not only me and him, but multiple gardeners and knights guarding from distance. My eyes almost bulged out of my socket. I saw Famien sweating profusely. Before he could say any nonsense, I exclaimed. “I apologize to Your Highness and thank you for teaching me the correct way to pay my respects to you, I shall reflect on my behavior and never give you the chance to correct my mistakes ever again.” I spoke quickly so the situation gets clear. The workers, who were confused and shocked, then nodded in agreement and went back to their work.

He looked at me as he got the signal and stood up straight, and cleared his throat. “Very well, I… shall.. overlook? Yes, overlook your mistake since it is your first day. However, I won't be very…. Lineint? The next time.” I bowed once again. As expected, speaking posh words seemed hard for him. I need to give him etiquette classes as soon as possible before he taintes my image further.

“Do you mind joining me for a walk?” He asked as elegantly as possible. I bowed and followed behind him.

“Getting used to your way of life is harder than I thought.” He spoke first as soon as he saw the coast was clear. “Says you.” I scoffed. “I felt like I could burst out by eating 3 plates of heavy food. Do you eat like this on a daily basis?” I asked him genuinely. I feel the need to puke as soon as I eat more than ten bites.

“Yeah, and for your sake, I only ate one plate today. So now you have to do me a favor and sneak me in the kitchen so I can eat more because I am still hungry.” He said. “Why do you only eat porridge in the morning? Are you sick?”

More than sick, I believe, I just wanted to die. The guilt of eating and living better than my family who were left to perish ate me alive every day and night. The look of my servants, who once used to serve my family, gave me when I ate good food made me puke. They must have been thinking that I too should have died, that I shouldn't have been eating deliciously and sleeping peacefully when I left everyone to die.

“Earth to, dear Emperor.” Famien waved his hand in front of my face, pulling me out of my distant thoughts. Startled, I refocused, clearing my mind. "Apologies, I drifted off. What is it?” I asked.

“I asked if you were sick.” He was walking backwards, facing me. “And if you were, I suggest you eat more lean proteins such as grilled fish or roasted chicken for muscle strength, Whole grains like brown rice or quinoa for sustained energy, Dairy products like yogurt or cheese for calcium and probiotics, Green tea for antioxidants and hydration, I hate green tea by the way and my favorite,” he spoke and his eyes sparkled. “Dark chocolate for antioxidants and a touch of indulgence.” He smiled and looked up at the clear sky. “It is such a beautiful day today–” as he said this he almost stumbled and fell on his bottom. Thankfully, I was there to catch him. I caught his hand and pulled him towards me. I don't know if it was his strength in my body or me in his sturdy body, but due to someone's strength he fell on top of me and I almost fractured my hip. I hissed loudly but I felt no pain in my head, thankfully.

“Are you okay Your Highness?!!?” Famien exclaimed, his hand pressed beneath my head, protecting it from the disaster that might have occurred if not for his quick thinking. All the servants and soldiers were shocked and ran to us. “Shut up you dimwit!” I whispered. 

The knights pulled him up and helped him dust his robes. My bottom hurt more than I expected it to. “Come up.” I saw Famien reaching out his hand to me. I looked around. The servants were shocked. Never have they seen me doing this to anyone. I should tell him not to do this next time. 

I grabbed his hand and he pulled me up with little to no difficulty. “Are you okay your- er.. Famien?” He is doing everything I never did. I sighed. “Yes, Your Highness, I'm perfectly fine, I should be the one worried about you. Had you fallen, who knows what might have happened. I'm glad you are okay.” I said and bowed. How many times have I bowed today?

Famien looked around and with a very stern face, said to everyone. “You all may go now. As you can see, everyone is fine. Thank you for your concern." Everyone bowed and resumed their work. He looked at me with concern in his eyes. I never knew I could make a face like that until I saw myself. I guess he has a knack of making many expressions. “I'll send a doctor to your quarter.” He said. I was about to refuse but I realized I could use some help. Because I feel like I won't be able to train the next morning if I didn't take the help. I nodded and continued our walk.

“How was today?” I asked him. “What was hard for you? Tell me so I can guide you.” He avoided eye contact and gulped nervously. I squinted at him. He was being very suspicious.

"Oh, hahahaha! Nothing much.." he nervously scratched his nape. That expression tells me that a lot happened this morning, and that none of it was good.

[biggerbetterbat]

WITH YOU [28] DEAL

Daryl Dixon x OC!Charlie Reed

Summary: Rick has to solve a problem that interrupts their peace.

Warnings: language, death

Song: ?????

A/N: Hello. Now chapters will be published on Wednesdays. See you soon, and enjoy!

Five, unknown men were standing and looking at them in horror, for which they couldn't really blame them. They stormed into a locked room and cut a man's leg off, like some freaks.

"Who the hell are you?" asked a man with tattoos and a prison uniform taken off his shoulder, so it was lower on his hips.

"Who the hell are you?" Daryl asked.

"He's bleeding out!" screamed Rick, trying to bring focus back on important matters. "We gotta go back. Come around here. Put pressure on the knee. Hard! Push, push!"

Charlie moved her eyes from her friends back to the prisoners.

"Why don't you come on out of there?" said Daryl and T-Dog put a metallic bar in between the handles, so they could have free hands just in case they were needed. "Slow and steady."

"What happened to him?" asked the man with long hair.

"He got bit," Charlie said.

"Bit?" he asked and pulled out his gun from behind his pants.

Charlie took out her gun and pointed at the man, T-Dog following her moves. "Easy now."

"Nobody needs to get hurt," Daryl said.

"You have medical supplies?" Glenn asked, passing the prisoners. He ignored completely the thing that someone was pointing a gun at him, he entered some room, trying to find whatever he needed.

"Woah, where do you think you're going? Who the hell are you people anyway?" asked the man holding a gun, which didn't really bother Glenn.

"Don't look like no rescue team." said another one.

Charlie looked at the five men with eyes that were radiating something like compassion. She was them once, waiting to be rescued for something that could have been three weeks or months. One of many things that she had learned during the end of the world was not waiting for a rescue, there was nobody able to save you. That's why she decided to be the one breaking their bubble."If a rescue team is what you're waiting for, don't."

"Come on, we gotta go," said Rick, somehow ignoring the presence of the prisoners.

"Holy Jesus." whispered one of them.

"Are you crazy?" the other said. "Don't open that!"

"We got this," Charlie said and moved away from the prisoners, ready to kill the Walkers.

Naively she thought that the men they met somewhere in the prison would be just a distant memory once they came back to their block, but she was wrong. "That's far enough," Daryl said to the prisoners, who apparently walked right behind them.

"Cellblock C." the one with tattoos inhaled deeply as if the air around here smelled like home. "Cell 4...That's mine, gringo. Let me in."

"Today's your lucky day, fellas," said Daryl. "You've been pardoned by the state of Georgia. You're free to go."

He wanted them gone right this instant. They couldn't be trusted, they were in prison at the end of the day. Daryl didn't want them around their cellblock and around Charlie, the best for them was not even looking at her.

"What you got going on in there?" asked the prisoner.

"It's none of your concern," Daryl answered.

"Don't be telling me what's my concern."

Charlie clicked her gun, signaling that she was ready to shoot. That would be something new to kill a living and breathing person, but she had a feeling that it was either them or the prisoners.

"Chill, man." said a tall guy. "Dude's leg is messed up. Besides, we're free now. Why are we still in here?"

"The man's got a point." Dixon once again was faster and opened his mouth before Charlie even made up her mind.

"Yeah," nodded another man. "And I have to check on my old lady."

Reed sighed heavily because there was probably no chance that there still was some old lady to check. If she was still where he left her she would probably be ready to eat him alive."A group of civilians breaking into a prison you got no business being in..." interrupted a man with tattoos that was getting on Charlie's nerves more and more. "Got me thinking there ain't no place for us to go."

"Why don't you go find out?" Charlie asked, narrowing her eyes at the guy.

"Why don't you just kneel for me, girl?" he snapped at her immediately. "You like to run your mouth I see."

Daryl all tensed up at the man's words, he was ready to kill him really. He saw that Charlie didn't feel comfortable - how would she be? If she didn't hold a gun, she would probably dig her nails into the inside of her palms, like she used to do. Charlie on the other hand was burning. She was angry and she was holding a gun, so she was in charge now. She wasn't an innocent girl who needed a knight in shining armor, and she knew that pulling that trigger would be easier than one could suppose. "Why don't I just put a bullet in your dick?"

"I would like to see you trying, princess."

"Maybe we'll just be going now." one of the prisoners gulped.

"Hey, we ain't leaving." protested the tatted man.

"You ain't coming in either," Charlie said.

"This is my house, my rules. I go where I damn well please," he argued.

"There ain't nothing for you." she spat.

"Why don't you go back to your own sandbox?" he said. "Maybe I would let you stay princess. We could have fun."

Charlie wanted to throw up at the gaze she felt on her body. The man was rather handsome, but still, he was creeping the shit out of her and making her feel dirty just by imagining what he would do to her if they had met in different conditions. That's why without thinking and without blinking she just fired her gun. A bullet didn't even graze the man but flew extremely close to his crotch.

"Hey!" Rick screamed, making everyone turn their attention towards him. "Everyone relax. There's no need for this."

"How many are in there?"

"Too many for you to handle." Rick lied.

Yeah. Especially, Lori, they wouldn't handle a pregnant lady who would probably give birth to a baby by sneezing any moment soon. Oh, there was also Carl. The man who was probably twice Carl's height would never handle him. And Beth would beat them with the power of love and a song...Charlie had to admit that they were pathetic.

"You guys robbed a bank or something?" the prisoner asked. "Why don't you take him to a hospital?"

They exchanged glances, searching for a person who was going to break it to the man. Charlie felt no remorse for them, so she decided to be the one kicking a puppy. "How long have you been locked in that cafeteria?

"Going on like 10 months."

"A riot broke out." said another man. "Never seen anything like it."

"Attica in speed, man," said Axel. Charlie sent him a skeptical stare. He was acting as if they were friends and they weren't, they were pointing guns at each other.

"Ever heard about dudes going cannibal, dying, coming back to life?" asked the tall man. "Crazy."

"One guard looked out for us, and locked us up in the cafeteria." said prisoner. "Told us to sit tight, threw me this piece, said he'd be right back."

"Yeah, and that was 292 days ago."

"Minus 94 according to my calcula..." Axel opened his mouth.

"Shut up!" the tattooed man snapped.

"We were thinking that the Army or the National Guard should be showing up any day now." added another man.

"There is no Army," Charlie said.

"What do you mean?"

"There's no government, no hospitals, no police. It's all gone." Rick confirmed.

"For real?"

"You see us laughing? What kind of question is that?" Charlie snapped at Axel.

"We're serious," said Rick.

"What about my moms?" asked the tall guy.

"My kids? And my old lady?" gasped another man. He stepped forward in their direction. "Yo, you got a cell phone or something that we can call our families?"

Charlie was looking at them and decided that those men were more pathetic than her group. The group was pathetic, but the prisoners seemed to be even more hopeless. Archer next to her opened his mouth in annoyance."You just don't get it, do you?"

"No phones, no computers. Nothing," she said, and then she looked at the guy with long hair. "Nada."

"As far as we can see, at least half the population has been wiped out." Rick cleared. "Probably more."

"Ain't no way." one of them said, still not believing.

"See for yourself," Charlie said, lowering her gun.

The bright sun hit their faces as they opened the doors to the prison, so the five men could see with their own eyes how the world looked like now. There were still bodies of the Walkers that were killed yesterday as they didn't have time to burn them and clear the courtyard yet.

"Good Lord. They're all dead." observed the man.

"Never thought I'd be so happy to see these fences." said the other one, ignoring the fact that most of their fellow prisoners were dead now.

"You never said..." said the man with long hair. "How the hell did you get in here in the first place?"

"Cut a hole in that fence over there by that guard tower," Charlie said, crossing arms on her chest.

"That easy, huh?"

"Where there's a will, there's a way," said Daryl, driving the man's attention away from Charlie.

"Easy for you to say."

Charlie was looking with disgust as one of the prisoners was poking the dead body as if he wasn't a human before. The man could talk with him before the world collapsed, and now was acting as if it was some kind of dead bug. When he noticed her eyes on him, he asked. "So what is this, like a disease?"

She didn't want to answer him, even though he looked friendly. Charlie was disgusted by them and just wished they were gone already. That's why Rick was the one to answer. "Yeah, and we're all infected."

"What do you mean infected?" Axel asked. "Like AIDS or something?"

"If I was to kill you, shoot an arrow in your chest, you'd come back as one of these things," Daryl explained. "It's gonna happen to all of us."

"Ain't no way these Robin Hood cats are responsible for killing all these freaks. Must be 50 bodies out here." the guy with tattoos whose name was Tomas apparently, murmured under his nose. "Where'd you come from?"

"Atlanta," Rick said.

"Where are you headed?"

"For now, nowhere." the leader answered Tomas's question again.

"I guess you can take that area down there near the water." he pointed at the bridge and small pond that were just behind the fence. "Should be comfortable."

"We're using that field for crops," Grimes said.

"We'll help you move your gear out." ignored his words Tomas.

"That won't be necessary," Rick said. "We took out these Walkers. This prison is ours.

"Slow down, cowboy," he said and furrowed his brows. "You snatched the locks off our doors."

"We'll give you new locks if that's how you want it." Charlie rolled her eyes.

"This is our prison," Tomas said annoyed. "We were here first."

"Locked in a broom closet?" Charlie murmured, for what she earned an angry look.

"We took it, set you free. It's ours." Rick said. "We spilled blood."

"We're moving back into our cellblock." the prisoner still tried to reason.

"You'll have to get your own."

"It's mine," Tomas said. "I've still got personal artifacts in there. That's about as mine as it gets."

"Cell 4 was yours?" Charlie asked. "Then there's nothing that belongs to you. Not anymore."

"Woah," Tomas said, ready to fight.

"Maybe let's try to make this work out so everybody wins."

"I don't see that happening." protested Tomas who seemed to be a leader.

"Neither do I." Charlie nodded.

"I ain't going back in that cafeteria for one more minute."

"There are other cell blocks," said Rick.

"You could leave." Daryl shrugged. "Try your luck out on the road."

"If these three pussies can do all this, the least we can do is take out another cell block," Tomas said.

"With what?"

"Atlanta here will spot us some real weapons," he answered to his friend who seemed surprised by the sudden change. "Won't you, boss?"

"How stocked is that cafeteria?" the ex-sheriff deputy asked. "It must have plenty of food. Five guys lasting almost a year?"

"I'm sure as hell don't look like anybody's been starving." Daryl nodded.

"There's only a little left," they answered.

"We'll take half," Rick said and it wasn't like a question. "In exchange, we'll help clear out a cellblock."

"Didn't you hear him?" asked one of the prisoners. "There's only a little left."

"But you got more food than you got choices." Rick shrugged. "You pay, we'll play. We'll clear out a block for you, then you keep to it."

Charlie knew something was not right. The sudden change in the man's behavior was suspicious. Besides, she didn't trust him at all, he was in prison for a reason. As far as she could remember, they didn't lock people here for being good and decent.

"All right."

"But let's be clear...If we see you out here anywhere near our people, if I so much as even catch a whiff of your scent, I will kill you." Rick warned him.

"Deal."

Waiting was the worst part of life. Even before all of this she absolutely hated waiting, it was making her anxious. It could be just waiting for her friends to come or waiting for a package, she hated that. But now in times when you never knew if your friends were still alive when they left for food, waiting got even worse. What was really shaking her up was the thought that Daryl was gone with some psychos and Hershel was probably dying in a cell.

"Food's here." Charlie's head snapped up as she heard T-Dog's voice.

She stood up and saw how two men were entering their cellblock. After Carl's question, they found out that T was carrying canned beef, corn, and canned cans how he put it. The boy was running after him, wanting to help and Charlie headed after them.

"Is everything all right?" she asked and T looked behind her at Rick.

"I don't trust those guys," he whispered. "I'm not sure we should let them have even a cell around here."

"What?"

"The big guy, Axel, and Oscar they seem fine, but the one with tats?" T furrowed his eyebrows. "I'm not sure, man."

"Where's Daryl? You left him with them?" she whisper-screamed at the man. "I'm going with you."

"Hey, hey, hey." T-Dog touched her shoulders. "First of all, he's a big boy and can handle stuff. Besides, if I came back there with you he would kill me."

"They're dangerous."

"He knows that. He volunteered to go with Rick, he knows the risk," he said. "That's why he didn't want you there."

That's how she ended up waiting some more...Waiting for Daryl and waiting for Hershel to wake up. She couldn't bear the sight of Beth trying to act as if nothing was going on and the sight of Maggie's puffy eyes. But Daryl robbed her of the ability to do something else. If he had let her go with them she wouldn't have to worry about Daryl as he would be close, and her mind would have been occupied. But she was in a cellblock C, leaning her back on a doorframe to Hershel's cell, standing in front of Glenn. He was fiddling with metal chains to the clock Hershel owned and she was looking at the doors, wishing and prying that they would show up in a second. That he would show up.

She noticed that Glenn looked up and focused his haze behind her. Charlie looked in that direction and saw Carl walking towards them with a bag. He could barely walk with how big the thing he carried was. In his other hand, he carried his gun.

"I thought you were organizing the food," she said.

"Even better." he smiled at her and she sighed as she knew that smile. He entered the cell and dropped the bag, showing what was inside. "Check it out."

"Where did you get this?" Carol gasped.

"From the infirmary?" he said. "There wasn't much left, but I cleared it out.

Yet again her feeling was correct. From the moment she heard Keep an eye on Carl, she knew that would be just a burden and sooner or later he would get her in trouble. And of course, he did!

Charlie wasn't sure if she was mad at him for going there all by himself or not taking her. That would be a hundred times better for her head.

"You went by yourself?" Lori asked.

"Yeah," Carl answered proudly.

"Are you crazy?" Lori opened her eyes wider at the answer and then she looked at Charlie. "You were supposed to keep an eye on him."

"I was," Charlie argued. "I turned just for a second, I swear!" she tried to explain herself, but then she realized that Lori wasn't in a place to judge her. "You think it's easy? He's not a baby anymore. Next time just put a chip around his ankle, that would help."

"Don't argue," Carl said. "It's no big deal. I killed two Walkers."

"You did what?!" Charlie gasped.

"You..." Lori looked away from her son. "All right, do you see this? This was with the whole group."

"We needed supplies, so I got them."

"I appreciate that, but..."

"Then got off my back!" he yelled.

"Carl!" Charlie said and placed her hand on his shoulder. "She's your mother. You can't talk to her like that."

"Listen, I think it's great that you wanna help..." but Lori didn't get to finish as Carl just ran out of the cell. Charlie didn't want to hear his mother blaming her for what she should have done, so she just followed the boy's lead.

"That was not cool Carl," she said, standing in the doors to his cell.

"I know. You already told me." he rolled his eyes. "I shouldn't talk to my mom like that."

"Well, yeah." she nodded. "But I meant the thing that you didn't tell me about going to the infirmary."

"What?"

"Next time, you want to do something extremely risky that also involves killing Walkers, you should tell me." she smiled at him slightly. "We could be a team," she added. "Now come on. You ought to apologize to your mom."

He sighed and smiled back at her.

The door opened and something very heavy dropped from her heart. All the tension she had just disappeared when her eyes met with Daryl and his barely noticeable smile.

"Hershel stopped breathing," said Carl to his father. "Mom saved him."

"You all right?" Charlie ignored the father and son conversation, so she could immediately talk with Daryl.

"I'm good," he answered, studying her face not knowing why she was so nervous. "Why shouldn't I?"

It felt strange. Nice...but still strange. She was again worrying about him as if he couldn't take care of himself. If she only knew what he came through, she wouldn't be so worked up over him and his well-being.

"Hey, I'm all right," he said, but his words seemed not to convince her, so he took her hand and placed it on his heart. "I'm good. See?"

Charlie could feel his heart beating and thudding, pumping blood. His skin was warm and his chest was moving as he was breathing. There were no more possible signs to tell that he was alive. She nodded her head and let her breathe out, calming her crazy heart.

"Daddy?" they both heard Maggie asking, so they walked towards the cell.

Another heavy stone fell from her heart. Hershel was all right and alive, and prisoners were taken care of. Everything was looking brighter again. The future was looking just fine.

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[vanosslirious]

BBS Dialogue Prompts: #300

BBS Dialogue Prompts & Sentence Starters: [ 8 ]

SMII7Y

He absolutely fell on us.

You know, I’d really just appreciate it if someone gave me at least a little bit of pills.

You fucking addict.

This is why you listen to me, baby.

All I did was push him in the right direction.

Wait, he just robbed you?

Bro, you just knocked me out of the universe.

Are you going to get mugged?

He fucking got your ass.

Why are you panicking so much?

I saw you slow down, you little bitch.

I knocked it all out of my system.

This looks a little questionable.

Triple high-five, triple high-five.

We gotta count it down, bro, we can’t just go for it.

Can you just get your hand ready for a high-five, please.

I’m going to grab these vials, because I feel like we’ll need them.

Gimme those fucking pills.

I’m fucking traumatized.

Let’s OD him on blood.

VANOSSGAMING

Shoot anything that moves.

No cheap deaths, starting now.

That goes for all of us.

No, no, in the game, not in real life...

I actually think it's funnier not seeing what's happening.

Stop looking up answers, I want to figure out some stuff.

I gave you false hope.

I didn’t know that either.

What are you doing down here?

This is your plan?

BLARG

He looks so cute.

Yeah, I brought the wrong vehicle.

I lost you guys, I don't even know where the fellas' are.

Somebody rear end me.

I'm flying over my own yacht right now.

Oh my God, it brought me back to the start.

It's the police!

Is it stormy, why is it so dark?

Let's fill him with pee.

Not a live bear.

TERRORISER

I dropped the thing when I screamed like a bitch.

Where did you buy that fucking headset?

Does this kill you?

I swear I heard something in that factory.

Get on a bike, get on a bike!

You better get up here.

I heard they're into weird ritual shit.

I was hitting them but they just wouldn't die.

Yes, I killed someone!

In the name of Satan…sorry.

GRIZZY

I'm not going for the helicopter.

Listen, I feel like my presence is enough.

Did you all see that shit?

Now we have to pay for my mistakes.

What are the rules?

You know that I will.

I make my own dumb decisions on my own accord.

Move, you fuck!

Stop running from me!

That's why I'm not looking forward to it.

H2ODELIRIOUS

The whole world is gone.

Come and get hugs for free!

Get the hell off of me!

Is he trying to steal my car?

He’s talking mad trash about my books.

Let’s get out of here before we get killed.

Don't worry, I got him.

Help me, I need backup!

By the way, we have no idea what the hell we are doing.

Come on, use your brain.

BIGPUFFER

Round the fuck up, boys.

I'm about to pay money right here anyway.

Ya'll mother fucker's will have to warp.

You just run over it.

I'm trying to catch the flies.

Why the hell would that be a dead end?

Okay, we're all even again, it's like nothing happened.

What happened, I thought you never lose.

I don't know what this game wants from me.

Catch me.

NOGLA

You’re ruining the sacred drug den!

One of these are going to save me!

Take heroin, we’ll all be together.

We might get angry and kill each other.

You gotta get sober now.

Oh, now I’m the one in the fucking sober hole.

Don’t do that, that’s bad, that’s immoral.

Thanks for absolutely ruining the experiment.

Oh, I shot him twenty times in the arm.

Why aren't you picking him up?

[ragnarssons]

Hi! Can i send another small rant?

I still get annoyed when I think about the hypocrisy in episode 6. The way Maria judges Joel. There is no way that she didnt do anything wrong in the years before Jackson. In this world one thing is certain that being a good person doesn't save you. In this world you have to do what you can to survive. And it's easy for her to judge Joel because she now lives in the comfort of Jackson and not in the world where morality has a different meaning now. And it seems like Tommy didn't even tell Joel that he was alive and well, because in the first episode Joel and Tess were looking for a battery for a car to find Tommy. And Maria protecting Tommy by saying "Tommy just followed Joel" He is a grown adult! Joel didn't force Tommy to join the Fireflies and he sure as hell didn't force him to kill people. We can't compare the world in tlou with our world.

Oh anon, the worst part remains the whole "only people who you trust can betray you" and then dun dun duuuun! Joel did exactly that! At least that's how the writing of the show wants you to see, like they're gonna rub everyone's faces in that Maria quote: "wELL MARIA WARNED ELLIE!!" *shrugs*

And then they certainly won't have the time to delve into that, Maria and Tommy's relationship cuz *checking watch* we gotta speed through yknow, the awesome events of TLOU2 and we sure aren't gonna adress Joel's brother backstory or his relationship, huuuh! (even tho by the time of the beginning of TLOU2, and Joel's confession to Tommy, Tommy will probably be a father too... but oh will they adress that? Nooo because we gotta paint Joel AS THE BAD sElfIsh GUY- and yknow, he'll have enough on his plate, hum)

Dark!Sasuke Neil Druckmann thinks his story about revenge bad, violence bad and girls suffering is so gRoUndBrEaKiNg, what you gotta do, good writers who can maintain consistent writing and respect their characters for more than 2 seasons tops, aren't on HBO *side eyes at D&D*

The most brutal part really tho, is the fact that they literally said they don't want to steer from the source material (so the games) but even if they take idk 5 years to adapt TLOU2, there still won't be enough time for a new game to have come out (if ever). So they're literally end their show Like That. I really hope Neil Druckmann gets torn to shreds by public humiliation.

Anyway, to come back to your rant, anon: don't you get it? You're supposed to think that Maria was actually right! Because see, she threw a prophetic quote at Ellie!

(Also yes I do think how Maria was presented on 1x06 was a little too black and white for the whole setting of the show, the fact that they made her into a prosecutor being like... "i put bAd gUyS in jail" didn't help either...) (cuz rotten prosecutors don't exist *cough*) (cuz at this point she seemed so self-righteous and preachy that I was like "how the hell did she end up with Tommy??" because that's some heavy mental gymnastic you gotta do to see that man as an innocent baby dove who was just forced by his brother yknow) (I do hope they give her, and the relationship, more depths later on the show, but me thinks they'll barely care)

[danganronpasurvivoraskblog]

To Make a Difference: Part 2

Hrgh...

*A few weeks pass and Uchui doesn’t leave his lab. After having born witness to the Killing Game through his spyglass, the situation looks bleaker by the minute.

Come on Uchui...Just now...Do SOMETHING with your pathetic life...FOR ONCE!

*He peeks over.

Since Keebo kept defying the audience, they took a vote and decided...That troublesome personality of his should be erased!

His personality was erased!?

...

H-How cruel can you guys be!? How long are you gonna play with our lives!? 

But that’s the decision of the outside world.

“Don’t just end Danganronpa! We supported you! You OWE us!”

That’s what they said! So it doesn’t matter how much you fight! You can’t change the outside world!

‘Cause the outside world still wants Danganronpa! That won’t change!

So, do you still want to throw your lives away? Even if it changes nothing?

...!

*Uchui scrambles around his machines, plugging various wires into various ports, then starts typing something on his computer.

...It’s hopeless...They can’t...they can’t fight this...They can’t fight the whole world!

*WHAM!*

COME ON! I’M SO CLOSE! JUST PULL THEM THROUGH!

*Uchui’s new device starts to power up. As he waits for it, he looks back through the spyglass.

Gh...Nrgh...!

Keebo!

Keebo!?

I...can barely...control it...Looks like...this is the end...

D-Don’t say that! You survived this far!

I’m...sorry...I could not fight with you...until the end...But...your choice is not wrong...The real enemy is...the outside world, who is enjoying this Killing Game...S-So please...use me...t-to change...

To change...the...world...!

...

Keebo...

Keebo! Stay with us!

DAMMMIIIIIIT!

*WHAM!* *WHAM!* *WHAM!*

I can’t...save them...Why did I ever think I could do anything...!?

Pathetic as always...Uchui...

Hngh...

Did you honestly think you could ever amount to anything...? 

I don’t know...I just...

He’s completely erased...

That makes me sad too, y’know? He was a character I created! 

But this is the end. The outside world rejects your decision!

So no matter how you use your lives, it won’t change anything!

This world is diseased...rotten to the core...there’s no saving it...

There’s no...saving...anyone...

That’s more like it...You should have been acting like this from the-

???: Then...I’ll change it...

Huh?

Keebo gave us this one chance!

If Keebo is doing what the outside world is telling him, we just have to convince him...

I know we can change the world! We owe it to Keebo to try!

Change...the world...? 

Th-That’s impossible...So many years of this torment, it won’t just...

I said it’s impossible! For Fiction to change the real world is-!

The impossible IS possible! All you’ve gotta do, is MAKE IT SO!

Kh!?

You can even...change the world!

No...we WILL change the world! For ourselves, and everyone who has died!

You’re going to throw your lives away...for those who have died?

You fought to SURVIVE this Killing Game! If you die now, it’s all over!

Even if we die, it’s not the end!

Our friends who died...gave us their love. And we changed because of that. If we can inspire change in others, then that love will live on.

That love will tear down the wall between fiction and reality, and it will live on...forever! That’s why I’m going to change the world! As long as I have their love, I will change it!

Even if this whole story is a lie...

I will USE that lie to CHANGE THE WORLD!

Th-That’s right! We’re not gonna just be fiction!

Shuichi. You can change this world. Because...you’re Kaito’s sidekick.

There’s no way you can persuade them like that! They all love the Killing Games! They can’t get enough of Danganronpa!

I’m giving the world what it wants! I won’t let hypocrites interfere!

Keebo! Let me hear the voices of the outside world! And let them hear me!

*ZHHHICK!*

!!?

*Uchui hears a noise and looks over to see his new device powered up. He scrambles over to it and starts pressing a few buttons.

Right...! YES! I just need to set the parameters to the Killing Game grounds...I-If I do this right, it’ll pull who remains through!

...!

*He hesitates for a moment, then looks back at the spyglass. Though he can’t see, he can hear the noises of Shuichi and Keebo’s fierce debate.

...

“To change the world...huh?”

...

*He steps away.

Then again...I suppose it would be a good idea to let it charge up a little more...

I’ve waited weeks for this...I suppose I can wait a little longer...

[A few minutes later...]

Alright, looks like voting is over! Let’s hurry and announce the results.

...

I-I didn’t vote. That was the right thing to do, right? 

The three of us might be penalized for abstaining to vote...but what’s going to happen to Keebo and Tsumugi?

If Keebo is controlled by the outside world, he must have voted for Tsumugi. 

Then what about Tsumugi? If she had cast one vote for Keebo, then it would be a tie, but-

Oh, there’s no need to worry about that. I didn’t vote either.

...What?

I knew it...She doesn’t want to win, she wants Hope to win...

So, since the four of us abstained from voting, only Keebo’s vote counts. No matter who he voted for, the only one who survives is Keebo...

So in other words, the winner is Hope! 

...

Ngh...

*Uchui’s hand instinctively drifts towards the device, but he holds his wrist and keeps himself back.

But Keebo said earlier that he’d sacrifice himself and take the punishment, right?

So we’re going to punish him! He’ll be participating in the next Killing Game!

Hold it! Why are you punishing Keebo!? If Keebo survives, there’s no need for him to be sacrif-

It doesn’t work like that. He needs to follow through on his words. 

Th-That’s not fair! Are you twisting the rules again!?

It’s fine, cuz this is all fiction! Maybe it’s a bit forced, but that’s fiction for you, right?

God dammit...I believe in them, but at this rate, their deaths will be meaningless...

Maybe she was right...that their lives really didn’t matter to anyone...so why...?

Why does HE keep smiling like that...?

...

Well, we already know the outcome, but we should follow protocol...Monokuma! Please tell us the results!

Okay! Then let’s begin! Who will be chosen as the blackened!? Who will win - Hope or Despair!?

...

*Uchui watches in stressful anticipation as the voting board appears. A few seconds that feel like hours pass, and finally, the results are shown.

...!?

[NO VOTES]

...No way...!

What...?

All five people...abstained from voting?

Wh-What’s going on!? Didn’t Keebo vote!?

Phew...I’m relieved. 

H-Huh...!? Why!? What IS this!?

...The world has changed. If Keebo refused to vote, that means the world has changed. It means the audience chose not to vote as well.

...They rejected this Killing Game.

Wh-What!?

Serves you right! That’s what you get for breaking the rules like that!

H-Hold on! I-Is that...really ok!? Danganronpa is going to end!? The Killing Game full of tense standoffs and backstabbings amonst friends...

It’s just going to end abruptly with season 53!? Is that really ok!?

I don’t believe it...!

*Uchui watches in shock and awe as the audience members tune out one by one, a feeling of pride in Shuichi and the others.

You never appreciated us...And it looks like you never appreciated the power of fiction! No one wants you anymore! No one wants to hear your sick, twisted stories anymore! It’s over...!

It’s finished...It really...is the end, isn’t it?

So what are we going to do now? Now that it’s over, there’s no need for any  punishments.

Yeah!

What a half-assed ending. This is no way to end Danganronpa. 

No, it needs to end with a punishment...at the very least.

NO!

*Uchui darts over to the device and powers it on!

Alright...this is your moment Chewie...Get their signals and...

Huh?

*He looks at the devices monitor, and notices something odd. Multiple other signals pop up besides Shuichi and the others.

Hang on...but there’s only...wait a minute...!?

1...2...5...12...!? 16...!? 16!?

*His eyes dart back and forth between the spyglass and the device. His body starts to jitter with excitement.

YES! YES YES YEEESS! All my work...IT’S NOT LOST! I CAN SAVE THEM ALL!

It’s the will of the outside world. Destroy this entire fictional world, and end this Killing Game...That is what the outside world wants.

...

*Uchui smiles back at the spyglass.

And kids like you...are what THIS world NEEDS.

BOOP!

*He presses the button.

[tobiasdrake]

The Scroll is written. The deep lore of the Messengers continues.

Wait, it does? Since when? I've been carrying the Scroll since I left my village and I haven't seen shit.

Well, that's not entirely true. I see time portals now, but only after having time traveled for the first time. There's Quarble, but he's an external entity being sent to my by Shopkeeper. And, of course, there's the Shop itself, but that's a facet of the Tower of Time.

What is the Scroll supposed to be showing me?

No, that's wrong.

Okay, you're telling me it is the tears. The Scroll lets you view the rips in space and time. But that can't be true because I didn't see shit for my entire journey up through fighting Burgundy Telethon. If the Scroll does this then why didn't--

Hey remember that time when you didn't read the fucking Scroll until after you got Soldier killed and we sent you back? Good times.

...

I mean.

You don't gotta call me out in front of Prophet like that.

So, as Blue Robes, we wear the cloak so that dumbass Messengers don't flip their shit the second they meet us.

That's hurtful.

And reasonable. I resent the accuracy of that offense.

I'm guessing that's what provoked the retaliatory raid that killed most of us? Good job keeping them from reclaiming the Music Box. Especially since you guys leave it on a pedestal out in the open where anyone can snatch it up. I've tried setting it on fire three times when nobody was looking.

...

And this just happened out of the blue one day? Pun very much intended? That's very interesting because I read in Luana's fable that the Immortal Alchemist doesn't know shit about Songster magic so there's no possible way he could have been responsible. Someone else had to have done something like this.

Someone else who's well-trained in musical mysticism. Perhaps someone who could reasonably be described as, "Gifted with a beautiful voice and an otherworldly ability to create mesmerizing trinkets". Hmm?

B'st met with Elder Mist, one of the world's foremost prophets, at the end of his journey.

Eons later, Muse was gifted in what can only be Songster magic, an art long-dead except for B'st during Luana's era.

Conveniently, as soon as we reclaimed the Music Box, somebody just happened to weave some epic Songster magic to manifest into the world a set of metaphysical keys that would open it. Purely coincidental timing, I'm sure.

There has to be something to this. And by something, I mean, "Are you sure you're not Muse?" Because I think you're Muse. ≖_≖

It all makes sense now. We pull this guy out, we save the timeline, and that thing in the future never exists. We've got the Songster enchantments. I'm ready to go.

Hey, so, between you and me, there's another option. I didn't want to say this in front of Shopkeep.

Technically, we just need to make him stop playing his organ. Killing him would achieve that just as well as rescuing him would, and would probably be a lot easier to pull off.

We can try it her way first. But if it comes down to mission failure or his life, I'm slitting his throat. If she is who I think she is then I understand how much his life means to her. But he's nobody to me so if it comes to it, slashy slashy.

*deep breath*

Here we go.

This feels like the same kind of magic as the Money Sink.

...

I suppose it would, wouldn't it?

I guess it was optimistic of me to think he'd be standing right there as soon as I entered. That level of convenience is reserved for definitely inexplicable musical coincidences.

Vulgar!

...haha....

Hahahahahaha

I'm so glad we're friends now hahahaha

Shopkeeper's final story is a touching reflection on one creator's road to becoming a game developer and bringing The Messenger to life, and it wouldn't feel right for me to dipshit all over it. I just want to take a moment to appreciate his journey.

...

And then back to dipshittery.

Oh, wow. It's her. That's definitely Muse in these portraits.

He decorates his organ with roses and her picture. We're going full-on Phantom of the Oper--

...

Phantom. Right. Got it.

*deep breath* Winging it. Gotcha. But if we win this one, we all get to go home and have actual lives.

Alright. Here we go. For all time.

[colorful-white-ideas]

I agree with what you just said about this place, basically Bill's fandom and I use that word loosely, being dead AF. It's, he, is so boring lately. It took me awhile to really mean that bc I wanted to hope his light would come back again. But he doesn't seem to care about his fans or even himself anymore. Have you noticed he wears the same black outfit (black shirt black pants or jeans) all the time now? He only manages a smile when he's not with you know who. And yet he keeps showing up with you know who. If he can't bother to care why should his fans? I just hope his acting hasn't suffered like his life has. I loved watching him in pretty much anything. Dude can act and it comes naturally. That's something other actors would kill for.

I see hes trying to give some content and trying to look good, younger ( thus the rings and earring , and all that dark clothing) BUT is not enough. He is always hiding , the news that get to come out its because fans are looking for them ... his team is most of the time silent. There is no hype around him , not even in this fandom ( not as it may have been 4 years ago x example) and next year is key , he will have at least 3 movies out in different times of the next year.

Sorry for the following rant it's just to get it out of my chest. I won't talk about that anymore from now.

I want to also say something since sometimes I get some ask that I later erase with the typical " you just hate you are not with him".

Im not stupid , I'm not in love of someone I DONT KNOW. Also I have nothing personal against Alida M, I don't know her personally to hate her. But I DO HAVE A PROBLEM with wasted privilege.

The reason why I started to like Bill and - why not- his family is because you can see they all worked to get what they want. They may have had it easier in some ways but they always wanted to go beyond , try something else to make a name on their own. I admire that. They are not the classical nepo rich kids.

A is the very opposite. She wanted to be a public persona and that's fine but only promoted her rich kid personality while traying ( in interviews ) to portray herself as a working woman. I hate fake humility. It's ok if she just wanted to be a socilite ... why lie ? why say you are an actress but don't look for more projects? why dont take classes? and if its not for you then why not USE THE POSITION you have to build something else? There is alot to do for the industry : casting, writing, make up, production, etc. She bragged on her personal social media acc about the wrong things. Contradiction at it's finnest

A contradiction that reflected onto Bill later on , the humble funny likable guy aware of his upbringing disaspeared before our eyes , he sounded in interviews more and more cocky and selfcentered. He claimed being private but at the same time was being recorded on intimate moments very often. We started to see him stressed , tired ,a shadow of who he was.

There were no changes... 'till now. I gotta acknowledge her attemps to change, also what Bill is trying to do to save - idk - his image and maybe his family too ¿? . Still the damage has been done

Anyway i'm just one among millions in the world , if I or all the people in this fandom leaves , new ones will arrive. We are replaceable.

I wish him luck in whatever he is trying to do.

And yes he can act , thats the only things that keeps his fandom slightly breathing.