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I mean, given that both twins never really had an active mother figure, and their father figure was absent for god knows how long, wouldn’t both of them be victims? We don’t see much of that era in time so I’m interested to see why specifically Scarlett is a victim

Scarlett Jones is a victim of parental neglect but y'all aren't ready to discuss that it seems

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now I feel silly that when I was taught the books in school we focused on the reality show bit. Like the “humans are so cruel to create entertainment” it makes more sense in the context of the fact we only read the first book but it’s weird they totally skipped the rebellion part

very few things get me as much as the fact that the hunger games, a book series about morality, politics, ethics, war, sanitization, and censorship, possibly one of the most poignant and brutally honest books in history, was sold and marketed as a "cool dystopian teen series with a love triangle".

If that isn't the most painfully ironic, Capitol-like shit

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half of a fic. Or so

hello again good people of #Auroracycle. I bequeath unto thee a fan fic. Not quite finished but it’s a start. As always, comments and criticism is welcome.

AL Personnel Debrief.

Authorized eyes only

Interviewer: [Classified]

Interviewee: Finian DeKarren DeSeel

It was meant to be a normal supply run. Not that the squad had a good history with such things. We were issued a new longbow, and a few thousand pounds of food, fuel, and meds to deliver to some ass backwards planet ruined by the Rahaam.

It went fine, actually. We got there, we dropped off the supplies, and we headed out. Unfortunately, unbeknownst to anyone at the time, the systems fold gate was critically damaged. The fucking thing had been keeping itself together by pure chance. And our little longbow was the…. What is that thing you dirt children say? The straw that broke the…. What is it. Hairy, lumpy, long neck. Lives in a desert.

Whatever. You know what I mean. 

Yeah, so it turns out that the thing that rips a hole in reality breaking apart around you is bad. Shocking I know.

Our poor ‘bow was hurled into the fold doing about a million incredibly dangerous things. Power was gone, we were spinning, and were hurtling towards…. Something.

I don’t know what it was. Imagine space time itself as a piece of paper. And we are the little drawings on it. Then some dirt for brains glue sniffing basket case punches his hand through it.

*interview is paused for 15 minutes as subject becomes unresponsive*

Did you know that spacetime…. Screams? I didn’t. But I have to live with it now: the ungodly shriek, audible from everywhere at once that is telling every single mote of dust that makes up my body to fucking run, hide, or chuck myself out the nearest airlock. It is the breaking of the most primal laws of the universe, and I saw it with my own two eyes.

Whatever happened there…. Whatever unholy things the Eshvaren hid in the depths of the fold… they are still there. And our bow… it was headed straight for it.

Everyone else was unconscious. I just so happened to be in the engineering deck when we entered the deck, so I was shielded from. God knows whatever they saw up there…

By the time I’d made it to the bridge everyone was slumped over, each with a thin line of blood leaking out of their nose. Tyler had blood weeping from his eye. I don’t know what the fuck happened up there.

And that’s when we made contact with…… 

With it.

Flashback:

Aurora screamed and banged on the loading door of the shuttle. Desperate to get back. To save Kal.

The chimp had come from nowhere, and Kal instinctively blocked it with his forearm.

He had been infected almost immediately. No matter what anyone tried.

I was slumped forwards in the ancient net seating along one side of the bay, my mind refusing to accept what it had seen.

Kal was gone. Our tank, the surly pixie boy who had saved our hides over and over. Gone. Lost to an enemy as ancient as life itself, one that we didn’t, couldn’t understand.

AL Personnel Debrief.

Authorized eyes only

Interviewer: [Classified]

Interviewee: Kaliis Idrieban Gilwraith

We were on a humanitarian mission to a colony world in the neutral territories. Simple aid delivery.

We completed our mission with no notable occurrence, until we were translating into the fold on our way back to base.

I have heard stories of what happens when the gates fail, of the ghost ships and the specters. 

To be inside one when it fails is a fate I would not wish upon anyone. To be stuck between two dimensions is a fate worse than death. We were lucky. Our ship made it through just in time to avoid being smeared like a bug across the fold. The fold light flash knocked everyone on the bridge unconscious.

My people have ancient stories of the fold. They warn of venturing too deep into its depths. The ancients, the Eshvaren, they made things they could not destroy, and so they hid them.

That is why fold travel is so dangerous. Those… things…. They are a cancer upon sentience. That is why the fold drives some mad. 

I believe that is what our longbow encountered. When that gate failed, we were tossed into its depths. I do not know what Finian saw, but…..

Let me put it this way.

I would rather face down every single member of the unbroken, with no weapons nor armor, than see what Finian saw.

That is something only the strongest can withstand. 

By the time I had been roused from my unconsciousness, Finian was curled into the fetal position, unconscious or otherwise indisposed. He had scratched deep bloody gouges in his face. It was though he was fighting himself.

It was a mere few seconds before the others began to stir.

Flashback:

I looked down and saw the wound. The railgun spall from the Belephoron had got me.

“Hey… guys…” I hacked and wheezed, pale pink droplets floating away from me in the engineering deck  “I…. I’m hit”

“SHIT! FINIAN STAY AWAKE ZILA AND SCARLETT ARE ON THEIR WAY NOW!”

I had never heard Tyler Jones swear. That was the thought that swam to the front of my mind.

“S….sorry g-g-golden boy, b-but I think I’ve j-j-just cashed out…..”

“FIN!”

Scarlett had just hurtled through the open engineering hatchway, followed closely by Zila, who scanned me with her uniglass.

“I am sorry legionaire DeSeel, but the wound is fatal.”

“I-I-I figured….”

“Fin…. Please no…. Don’t go.”

“I-I-it’s o….k scar……”

I felt my limbs go numb, my organs succumbing to the damage they had sustained.

Scarlett leaned down and kissed me.

“I love you fin….”

That was last thing I heard before the darkness took me. 19 years of life ended by a chunk of metal and a kiss.

AL Personnel Debrief.

Authorized eyes only

Interviewer: [Classified]

Interviewee: Finian DeKarren DeSeel

So anyways. We passed into the fucking…. I need a name for it. Calling it “the thing” isn’t doing it for me. The dimensional anomaly. We passed into the dimensional anomaly. The ‘bow was warped around me. The fucking keel bent itself to a 15 degree angle. The fact that I’m alive is a credit to the grease monkeys down at Aurora yards. Space outside went pure white, and the nav computer exploded. Not sparked, not broke, exploded, panels buried themselves in the bulkhead. And th….. and the…..

*interviewees nose begins bleeding*

Hey. Really quick. Can you give me the list of my currently alive squad mates? I need to orient myself.

[Audio Redacted]

Why? Well, the funny thing about trans universal objects is that, by nature, they exist in across every universe they inhabit simultaneously in the same state. Imagine, if you will, a series of plastic plates, stacked on top of each other. The gals between them are the universe. Now, run a shaft though every plate. If you turn it in any one universe, it turns in all universes. That’s roughly how what I encountered works.

So, each Finian across every universe that interacts with it imparts their own spin onto it, which means I am the sum total of Finian DeKarren DeSeel. I am every Finian spread across the universes compiled into one mind. I have seen every outcome of squad 312. I close my eyes and I feel myself be gutted by a railgun. I see Kal get his throat ripped out on Octavia. I dream of the infinite agony of being atomized by an oxygen fire and I listen to the death cries of a universe.

I have seen every permutation of every choice of my life. I have known worlds where the plague claimed my eyes, I have died in the fighting pits of the unbroken.

For the love of the maker I have slept with every member of squad 312.

I am a man spread across every choice I have ever made. Do you know what that does to me? To be tortured by every death? To grieve every squad mate simultaneously, to lose who lives and who dies under the sea of memories? 

Of course you fucking don’t. How could you?

Flashback: 

I watched the disruptor slam into Zila’s back, energy crackling as the discharge cooked the flesh on her back to char, she stumbles and falls, and does not stand back up. Nari turned and was cut down moments later. Black fire burned across our skin, but we did not return from the dead. The universe rewrote itself to halt the paradox, and killed us in the process.

AL Personnel Debrief.

Authorized eyes only

Interviewer: [Classified]

Interviewee: Tyler Jones

I had been blinded when I regained consciousness, my artificial eye was not responding and my natural one was a sea of red. I could feel the sticky tightness of dry blood on my face, the lacerations from what I later learned was floating glass. It took me multiple attempts of fumbling with the seat restraints to get them off, and as I did so I called out to the bridge “Status Report!”

Only Kal responded, “unknown sir. All primary systems non functional, emergency damage control reports severe damage to engineering, weapons, and sensors. Location unknown. The EPIRB is on but there’s no telling how long it’s going to take for us to get out of here. I have all repairs focused on Comms to see if we can get a fix on the nearest gate but we may not have time to reach it. Finian has sustained severe injuries from an unknown source. To put it in simple terms sir, we are in deep shit.”

It took all of my self control to not loose off a string of expletives that would make a sailor blush. We were a dead duck hurtling through the fold to destination unknown. “Hrnnngh. Get over here, I need you to reset my eye, I cannot see a maker damned thing.”

“On it sir.”

I heard a rustle of a flight suit and a hand on my shoulder, the other pressing gently into the skin at my temple, depressing the reset button in my eye. It took a few moments, but the logo of the legion lit up and then faded into normal, if monochrome, vision.

It was a catastrophe. The outer glass of the bridge was cracked and pitted, most of the screens on the consoles were smoking and shattered, my squad mates were floating like puppets with their strings cut as grey orbs of blood floated through the room. I saw the battered face of Kal, genuine fear etched into it.

“What happened? What did we hit?”

“I don’t know sir. The fold gate failed and something knocked us unconscious. Something happened to Finian in the intervening time, so I presume he remained awake after the rest of us.”

I turned to find Finian, curled into a ball, exo scorched and cracked covering torn overalls and pale flesh beneath. His face was a ruin on bruises and scratches, blood beading on his face like sweat.

“Is the medbay operational?”

“In some capacity sir”

“Better than nothing. Help me get him down there”

We half dragged, half shoved fin through the bridge doors and into the medbay. A pouch of synthblood had burst at some point and smeared its contents across the walls and floor, making the whole room look like a scene out of a horror movie.

Once he was on the one remaining functional autogurney I sent kal back to the bridge to check on scar and auri while I activated the emergency medbay power. The fluorescent lights stuttered and one died, casting the whole room into an odd half light, not helped by the monochrome fold light. The autogurney scanned fin, and after stating the obvious that he had severe lacerations, began to detail multiple counts of internal bleeding, three cracked ribs, a slipped disk and intracranial swelling. 

By some miracle the robo surgeon was operating, and the autogurney wheeled itself to the theatre. In the meantime I headed down to engineering to see if I could get some sort of power out of the reactor.

Flashback:

The first thing I noticed was the rumble. Unseen mechanisms in the floor grinding and clanking as a massive hatch in the floor opened. The leathery crest of a fully grown Drakkan appeared, followed by the rest of its head and body. Even with the knife in my hand, I realized that his wasn’t a test, it wasn’t sport…

It was an execution.

My damaged exo was barely able to hold a light jog, much less a full out sprint, so my only option was to stand and fight. I reached over my shoulder to grab the hidden disrupter built into the power back, and slotted it onto the mount at my left forearm. It wasn’t much, but it gave me a chance. 

I let off a three round burst at its eye, scoring a lucky hit that cooked it to soup, much to the apparent indignation of the crowd, now shouting unintelligible phrases at me in syldrathi. The beast screeched and charged, crossing the 100 meter arena in a few seconds. I had a chance to loose off two more bursts, both scoring ineffective hits on its armored torso. 

And then it hit me. A two hundred pound claw slamming into me with all the grace and finesse of a hovertrain, hurling me into the far wall. The damaged leg of my servo crapped out completely, so even if the other leg wasn’t broke I couldn’t have stood if my life depended on it. Which it did.

I tried to fire off another burst but the disruptor had been crushed, all I had left was the IED Tyler had me make back on Octavia. It was wired into my exos power cell, and if it went off it should have the same yield as an anti ship torpedo warhead. It was the only choice I had left. Not a noble victory or a valiant defeat, a suicide bomb, set off in the vain hope I kill the blood crazed bastards around me.

And so I set it off. And so the world ended in a flash of light and a roaring heat.

AL Personnel Debrief.

Authorized eyes only

Interviewer: [Classified]

Interviewee: Finian DeKarren DeSeel

*15 minutes 37 seconds of silence*

I know about [Expunged].

[Audio Removed]

Don’t fucking play coy with me

*subject stands*

I know where the money is going you craven little bastard. I know you told [Expunged] about the situation at [Expunged]. Lighting a civil war under Syldras ass for what? 

[Audio Removed]

Oh all hail the good and glorious [Expunged], nobly and honourably selling weapons to terrorists for what? To stop some greater evil? 

[Audio Removed]

You people are worse than [Expunged] in his room of corpses. You’re barely even legion, just [Redacted]s rabid little pet, a gaggle of informants, mobsters and ex-[redacted] sociopaths playing intelligence agency. 

[Audio Removed]

Aw, did I hurt the war criminal’s feelings? The only difference between you and the [Expunged] is that at least they had no control over it. You monsters do it willingly. 

*subjects eyes glaze over briefly*

*subjects looks at interview camera*

Hello Mr. Censer. [4 lines expunged]

A/N:

I will personally write a one shot for anyone who can correctly guess three of the [Expunged] words

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Cue EXTREMLY pointed look at kal and Tyler

It's pride month!

Also known as a normal month for Squad 312 with our leaders Zila and Fin.

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I have now found 3 separate unfinished fics that have been sitting since march. One is close enough to done that I might post it soon. So, coming soon maybe?

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the uhhhh…. The money….. from book 2….. where did the legion get it from? Does the legion have a black budget? What else are they doing with it?

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as promised, I’d forgotten that Kal is fucking mental, and here are the parts that embody that, poorly retold in no particular order.

is raised from birth to be super good at fighting, and can win a 1v5(?) against other legion tanks, but nearly gets disemboweled by some random (non warbreed) refugee.

Lies to everyone about his family

gets the hots for a girl who until (respective to her time) a week ago didn’t even know aliens existed.

lives with his mom on the planet that got exploded until he for some reason didn’t die because he wasn’t on the planet? I never understood this one someone please explain.

Has some random voice in his head that keeps telling him to go on a mass homicide spree.

gets dragged around on a leash by the more interesting jones twin (the moral implications of this are unclear)

does the fake out of the century and tries to murder his dad, who is apparently built so different he survives a wound that should have paralyzed him.

Gets his soul put into a paper shredder

gets his souls put back together by said girl he has the hots for who he is also now dating

has his first kiss on a planet that has a minor fungus problem

Beats multiple highly trained armed warbreed single-handedly (how the fuck did he almost get disemboweled)

has an extremely homosexual moment with his commanding officer in a server room. Both of them are straight

Is so smitten with Aurora he starts having auditory hallucinations.

Touches a funny rock and goes on a 6 month trip.

Plays a string instrument.

attacks his squad mate because… well it’s a long story

goes to the future

Nearly spoils the birth of his niece to his sister and now brother in law while having dinner with said sister and brother in law and also his girlfriend and also his brother in laws sister and his brother in laws sister in laws boyfriend. Or something

dresses up as a pizza delivery boy (the moral implications of this are unclear)

scar next probably. Send in moments you want me to add if you have any.

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I fucking hate mint shampoo like who thought this was a good idea. It gets in my eyes and now it feels like I’m crying sharp ass ice crystals. Only the mouth was deigned to be capable of minty freshness I don’t need to make sure my eyes smell nice

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couldn’t have put it better myself

I keep forgetting that Tyler was completely bananas. Cookoo for coco puffs. A few letters short of an alphabet. He, in no particular order:

broke a ton of regulations, flew into another dimension (illegally), showed up on some random ass ship that was lost 200 years before and when presented with an SOS beacons decides to check it, rather than assuming it wasn’t just broken. In the middle of a reality warping storm.

trusted Aurora. Like out of universe it makes sense but in universe he’s crazy

goes full 19 year old solider in Nam by going tunnel mode with a pistol, flashlight and knife.

gets drunk and shags his best friend the second he graduates

procedes to hold said friend at arms length

Is so good at everything he has a fucking fanclub

gets imprisoned by the earth government

Has a run in with his childhood best friend who has developed a really bad fungal infection

Escapes the earth government with an evil ass space jihadi

gets imprisoned by said fucking space jihadists, kills their big lizard with a butter knife, and saves the daughter of the evilest guy who ever eviled.

be then gets medical aid, and shags the daughter of the guy who can be described in the sentence “he eviled maliciously across the evil room evily”. While being the prisoner of the space jihadists. She is wearing a necklace of severed body parts and has a belief system somewhere between human sacrifice and a fucking death cult. He is a prisoner of war BTW

Insults the second in command of the space jihadi ship.

gets stabbed in the stomach and instantly after waking up shags evil mcevilfaces daughter again, who tries to skin him with her weird ass finger nails. They also destroy a room while doing so.

has random ass psychic visions

murders his childhood best friend who now has an even worse fungal infection with the knife of the space jihadist.

Has a decidedly homosexual moment with the son of John evil. In a server room, while conducting espionage.

Im forgetting something

might do these for some of the other characters

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ok hear me out here but I don’t think auri has full cover freckles. Like there are absolutely people who have them but it’s vanishingly rare, even among groups that have lots of freckles. The only way it really happens is either weird genetics or spending a ridiculous time in the sun with 0 sunscreen, which given she spent the past 200 years in a metal box….. let’s just say our girl has a severe vitamin D deficiency

little things i picture about squad 312's appearance

Tyler

i know the series talks about his dimples a lot, but i think he's one of those people who not only has huge dimples, but their whole face kinda crinkles up when they smile in the cutest way. eye lines, maybe even a nose scrunch :')

he gets stubble really quickly, and as a younger teen he wasn't great at shaving (no dad around to teach him y'know) and cut himself with a razor more than once, so his whole chin area is just kinda bumpy, with a couple tiny cuts around if you pay enough attention

SCARS AROUND HIS CRYBERNETIC EYE THERES NO WAY HIS FACE WAS UNTOUCHED AFTER THAT

what can i say he's very conventionally attractive there ain't much to talk about here

Scarlett

I always pictured her as a midsize girl, and Jay Kristoff in an interview (when asked about the whole bit with her talking about her boobs in aurora burning) said "her struggles as a larger woman". Obvs he could've just tryna be polite abt her chest but i've taken my midsize scarlett headcanon and RAN (she's curvy anyway sooo)

Her hair is very 80's styled i think

but she has the 2000's eye makeup with the smoky eyeliner and pale under brow :)

one of those girls whose nails are always changing

Cat

GRAPHIC EYELINER GRAPHIC MAKEUP RAAAGHHGI

Tattoos on the buzz of her hair - i think this is canon but it's not mentioned much and i've never seen anyone draw it

huge fan of grunge jewelry, the chains, rings, probs has like 72 piercings

also side note she's a silver girl and scarlett is gold

i think she's quite skinny - i kinda picture a jinx from arcane build for her. couldn't tell you why though

Tiny eyebrows

Her face is always a teeny tiny bit glittery from when she sleeps in makeup after nights out

Finian

this man is not conventionally attractive and it's very important to me that we all remember this

he's skinny to the point where you can see his ribs - aftereffects of his illness

this means all of his veins are very noticeable, face is very sunken

good nails though - he used to pick em when he was a kid but the metal of his exo stops him now

hair is kinda chopped (canon)

his exo also kind of carries him in a way - like it's sleek, but you can see that it's almost pushing him to make certain moves rather than the other way around

also (and this might be a hot take) but i don't think he has very interesting fashion, and i don't think he wears makeup. in his pov's he's actually surprisingly withdrawn and doesn't really enjoy having all eyes on him. also the series only ever says he wears black

Zila

this girl is conventionally attractive and it's also very important to me that we remember this

Scar says she's cute as a button, dariel hits on her, auri says she looks like a girl from her high school

i know her skin is just GLOWING

also with her love for her earrings i think she actually would enjoy making herself look put together

great nails, bling, very chic

i've always pictured her hair to have dark brown highlights for some reason

i think she has baby deer eyes, just big and brown and cute as a button

Kal

oh gorgeous space boy

i've said this many times now but i do think his ears flick back (think na'vi) when he's mad, although i headcanon that for all syldrathi

MONOLIDS MONOLIDS MONOLIDS MONOLIDS MONOLI

LONG NOSE LONG NOSE LON

He's described as lithe, not particularly muscly (although he is ripped) so I always picture him as quite slender

his hair is ever so slightly pale purple and maybe a lil iridescent

Auri

again, monolids

but i imagine her freckles to be EVERYWHERE like they cover every part of her body

i think her skin is desaturated and slightly grey around her white eye, she's pretty tan everywhere else though

her veins are white ever since becoming a trigger

her hair is strangely layered - i think she probs cut it herself, but it looks nice because she doesn't care and she always makes sure it's very healthy

pear body shape idk why i just know

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I keep forgetting that Tyler was completely bananas. Cookoo for coco puffs. A few letters short of an alphabet. He, in no particular order:

broke a ton of regulations, flew into another dimension (illegally), showed up on some random ass ship that was lost 200 years before and when presented with an SOS beacons decides to check it, rather than assuming it wasn’t just broken. In the middle of a reality warping storm.

trusted Aurora. Like out of universe it makes sense but in universe he’s crazy

goes full 19 year old solider in Nam by going tunnel mode with a pistol, flashlight and knife.

gets drunk and shags his best friend the second he graduates

procedes to hold said friend at arms length

Is so good at everything he has a fucking fanclub

gets imprisoned by the earth government

Has a run in with his childhood best friend who has developed a really bad fungal infection

Escapes the earth government with an evil ass space jihadi

gets imprisoned by said fucking space jihadists, kills their big lizard with a butter knife, and saves the daughter of the evilest guy who ever eviled.

be then gets medical aid, and shags the daughter of the guy who can be described in the sentence “he eviled maliciously across the evil room evily”. While being the prisoner of the space jihadists. She is wearing a necklace of severed body parts and has a belief system somewhere between human sacrifice and a fucking death cult. He is a prisoner of war BTW

Insults the second in command of the space jihadi ship.

gets stabbed in the stomach and instantly after waking up shags evil mcevilfaces daughter again, who tries to skin him with her weird ass finger nails. They also destroy a room while doing so.

has random ass psychic visions

murders his childhood best friend who now has an even worse fungal infection with the knife of the space jihadist.

Has a decidedly homosexual moment with the son of John evil. In a server room, while conducting espionage.

Im forgetting something

might do these for some of the other characters

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caersan: my son will utilize planning, CQC, and stealth to infiltrate a facility without detection.

Jericho Jones:

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wait if humans have red blood, and blush red, but purple bruises, hence “black” eye, what color do syldrathi bruise? Do they get pink eyes? Green eyes?

@lilxmoo THANK YOU FOR YOUR HEADCANON THAT SCAR IS MIDSIZE I HAVE THOUGHT THIS FOR THE LONGEST TIME bc there is no way a 6 foot tall woman is also 90s supermodel thin!

also have you guys considered that syldrathi blush purple bc they have purple blood and that saedii's roots would grow out silver when she hasn't dyed her hair in awhile i mean how cool would that look

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I’d bet that in universe someone wrote a Tyler jones/OC self insert fan fiction.

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Ok do we ever get a proper description of the unbroken armor and stuff? Like the whole time I’ve been imagining that they look like Druhkari from warhammer (see picture)

Like less overtly evil, but the same spiky ass black armor. Just the right mix of pants shitting terror and practicality you know? But I don’t know if it’s canon. It also raises the question of what kind of weapons they use. I feel like disrupters are a little bit too clean for them almost. Maybe some weird mix of modern gun and ninja stars.

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Fuck off University of Arizona I’m not going to go to college in the southwest. If your school doesn’t have a bar in the student Union building my ass is not going

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He seems ti believe the rules of the road are more like suggestions

ok the actually scheduled post of the night (very silly)

The kind of cars I think the squad would drive

Cat: F1 car. Is it road legal? No. Does she care? No. (Alternately a restored Group B rally car)

Zila: she is intensely practical. She is not tall. Either is Nari. It’s a smart car for them. Even though I hate them

Tyler: he drives something nice but not flashy. Maybe an old BMW or a jeep.

Fin: have you seen those new slate electric trucks? One of them. He bought it and kitted it out with all his shit. Very cool ride, and is a beast in drag races.

Kal: failed his drivers test

Aurora: Rivian. She needs the seats, likes the technology, and enjoys not having a car made by a certain South African clown.

Scar: Rolls Royce. No doubt in my mind. Madam Jones has a taste for the finer things in life and bought her rolls in a red to match her hair with money she won playing poker at a casino.

Saedii: whatever car she can win in ritual combat against one of her lieutenants.