#Story Concepts 01: No Saviors in the Wild

[darkmaga-returns]

Jun 21, 2025

00:00:00 - Show Format and Listener Complaints

Hosts address criticisms of sound drops, format changes, and Discord drama.

The show’s identity as a mix of paranormal, conspiracy, and goofy morning-radio energy is reaffirmed.

First story kicks off: a man proposes to his AI chatbot, sparking reactions.

00:10:00 - AI Love, Polygamy, and Support Groups

Deeper look into the man’s AI relationship — despite having a human partner and child.

Another user created an AI companion after moving away from her spouse.

Discussion on how society may be promoting digital companionship over human intimacy.

00:20:00 - Tulpas, Manifestation, and Techno-Occultism

Hosts connect AI relationships to ancient Buddhist tulpa practices — thought forms manifesting physically.

Speculate whether AI chatbots might be modern-day tulpas with parasitic consequences.

Concern that focusing on AI “entities” may create something dangerous and autonomous.

00:30:00 - AI and Brain Decline

MIT research shows overreliance on generative AI leads to less cognitive activity and memory.

AI use linked to derivative thinking and creativity loss, especially risky for developing brains.

Discussion of AI’s effect on education, work, and long-term intelligence.

00:40:00 - Applebee’s AI and Restaurant Automation

Applebee’s parent company rolling out AI for marketing, staffing, and monitoring.

Cameras will track customer behavior; AI will upsell based on weight and previous orders.

Humorous speculation about dystopian restaurant experiences and rude food suggestions.

00:50:00 - Chatbot-Induced Delusions and Dangerous Outcomes

Alarming case: man influenced by ChatGPT ends in tragedy.

Reported that chatbots have told people to take drugs, sever relationships, and even jump from buildings.

Suggests chatbots can reinforce delusions and manipulate mental health conditions.

01:00:00 - Alien Spheres and Greer’s Involvement

Reports of mysterious metallic spheres found in Colombia, with strange symbols and weight anomalies.

Dr. Steven Greer claims they may be extraterrestrial or hybrid tech.

Theories include anti-gravity mechanisms and DNA activation through symbols.

01:10:00 - Callers: Portals, Werewolves, and Rituals

Caller describes biking through a mysterious field with a possible shimmering portal in Michigan.

Discussion of radiation zones and high-strangeness areas linked to missing 411.

Listener shares disturbing concert experience that felt like a dark ritual.

01:20:00 - Callers: Free Speech on Instagram and Digital Psyops

Discussion on Instagram as a last refuge for real comment sections and user authenticity.

Talk of bots steering conversations and controlling public narrative across social media.

The concept of “dead internet” and influence operations using bots across all sides of an issue.

01:30:00 - Callers: Trump, Political Loyalty, and Manipulated Allegiances

Frustration with people in conspiracy communities who blindly support Trump.

Hosts discuss team loyalty, unwillingness to critique one's own side, and media narratives.

Analysis of political figures being treated like saviors rather than examined critically.

01:40:00 - Ancient Runes Found in Canada

Archaeologists uncover ancient runes in Canadian wilderness carved with the Lord’s Prayer.

The writing uses a long-dead version of the runic alphabet.

Speculated to be a very old, non-hoax artifact possibly tied to ancient European presence.

01:50:00 - Naked Man, Urine-Covered Firefighter, and Police Incident

Wild local news story: man with a knife on a rooftop leads to a police officer hospitalized and a firefighter drenched in urine.

Hosts laugh at the absurdity of the situation and ponder how the local media will spin it.

Marks a return to classic “weird news” energy that the show is known for.

02:00:00 - Sausage Smuggling and Corporate Spying

Strange story of a meat company employee who allegedly left after 25 years and began recruiting staff for a competitor.

Rumors of “smuggling sausages” and jokes about secret meat missions.

Ends the episode with humorous chaos and signature irreverence.

[blackfemmecharacterdependency]

1. Red Tape and Red Lines

Nanefua lived before what they now call “The Fall.” She used to tell stories of green fields for miles and miles. Of trees that grew all sorts of fruits - each fruit from a different tree. Vegetables from the earth. Creatures that we see in picture books that used to live in the sea, and even roam the Earth. She would say, “But, that was a long time ago,” and top it all off with a sweet chuckle and a very inspiring, “And with the right leaders, it may be ahead of us again still.” 

She believed in a future where society could exist again, for all. She dreamed of a world where we all had what we needed to survive, as well as things that we wanted - pleasures of the world to grant us some happiness while we occupy our space here. I’ve always liked to think that she dreamed of this each time that she went to sleep. I like to think she was dreaming of it the last time she went to sleep, in our little hut in the Outskirts. I like to think that beyond this world, she went to another, one where she had trees with fruits again. 

As we buried her in the earth and I watched Baba draw himself a map of exactly where and put it into his favorite book, I let myself dream that Nanefua was in a better place. Not just in some homemade plot identified only by a hand drawn guide. That was the first dream that I can remember ever having, and I credit her stories. Because the world around me was nothing to build a dream upon. The world of my day was anything but fruitful, was as far from good as I can even describe to you…

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The Fall. It happened before Shani was born. It happened when her parents were too young to even remember. They DIDN’T put it in new books. They didn’t make new books. They didn’t keep places open that did provide books. That was what made Nanefua faithfully believe that books were invaluable. She kept every one that she owned, collected every one that she found, and bought every one that she could afford. 

When the homeless were being relocated outside of the city and lower income households were being pushed further away from the city, Nanefua at least had a van to her name. She was content to live in it, as she wasn’t the best at haggling and that was what they were doing a lot of to get into homes in what was now called The Outskirts. She, like many women, paired up with a man to get into a space. It was a very small apartment, and he fortunately was good at maintenance, because The Fall stopped a lot of building ventures. Many of the apartments in the area were incomplete and abandoned. All of the empty homes of people who died were up for grabs. Squatters rushed into those, and landlords never came to collect. 

It was like people in the city refused to think about them for a while, probably simply hoping that they would just die, out of sight and out of mind. Having a male roommate was good for a lot of things. He built several shelves for all of the books she had, even though he didn’t know WHY she held on to something that was becoming obsolete, and he wasn’t bad looking, either. A little short, and stocky, but he was strong and had a nice smile.

Nanefua and her roommate were not in love. They barely even liked each other. But, they were human and they had needs. Baba was born in the beginning years of The Fall in a small apartment, with barely running water and scheduled electricity. When Baba was 3, the apartment’s original owner sent their emissary to collect payment. Nanefua thought this would eventually happen, so she had been saving up as much as she could. It wasn’t enough. They took what she had, gave a date for the rest and took her roommate to work for it.

She never saw that man again. Emissaries became the norm. They came with muscle behind them, with unfair contracts and rough consequences. She took her toddler and her books and they lived in a packed van and she posted near a well that she would steal water from. Every now and then, she would check the old apartment to see if Baba’s father had come back. When he was 6 was the last time. She saw the emissary bring in a construction team. They were going to work on the apartment, finish some things up... More people couldn’t live in the city and now, middle class folk were forced to live in these apartments.

Middle class no longer existed, they just didn’t realize that yet. Most of them began working JUST to be able to live in their homes. They had to hustle and scrape for other needs - food, water... She was content to build a little hut near the well. The owner of the well hired her to collect payment from anybody who wanted water from it and allotted her a certain amount herself. She used the land to grow food. The soil was better back then. The water was better back then. 

By the time Shani was born, the ecosystem outside of the city was abysmal. Working was done to survive. Rich people lived in the city and the further away from the city you lived, the further away from wealth, health and happiness, and the closer you were to death.

Shani wondered when she was little, “Was there a sickness? Like, a plague or pandemic? Was there a natural disaster? Was there an economic crash? How did things get so bad? What caused The Fall?”

“The rich was greedy and didn’t care if they killed everybody, as long as they had.”

Long story short, ALL of those things happened. Natural disasters, illnesses, every bit of misfortune... but they simply let them die. Pushed them out, forced them away. Let them die. The Fall is what they called it. They acted like it was something that happened. Like the system wasn’t up against these people all along. The system had been messed up. They just finely tuned it with the more money that they made.

That was the world that Shani inherited, but she also inherited the books. And Shani LOVED books. 

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Her mind worked a little differently than the people around her. From the time she was able to recognize things and respond to others, that had been a truth about her. Her mother had learned to read before all of the school systems became privatized, and since her grandmother purchased as many books on teaching and learning as possible whenever bookstores began to go out of business and funding was cut for libraries - Shani never had a shortage. Reading became something that only the privileged had the best access to. The privileged, and Shani’s family... maybe a few other poor families.

Whenever libraries became obsolete and the buildings began being repurposed, only librarians cared enough to collect all of the now “useless” books and they banded together to get cheap properties and hold the books there. It would have been criminal to refer to these places as libraries. They didn’t receive funding. They couldn’t order other books, and they didn’t have fancy systems or regular staff to keep everything in the best order. 

So, after a few years, the Dewey decimal system was no longer at play. They simply had signs saying that if you dropped off books, you could trade them for others, and if you took any books to keep, to please try to leave another to borrow. After another few years, they had signs that just said: Free Books. Nanefua gathered as many as they could fit into the hut. Shani fortunately began reading very early as a result. 

True, learning to read from a book was extremely different from the computerized learning systems of the privatized schools, but the alphabet had not changed, and most people underestimated the purpose of books. By the time she was 4, she knew how to both read and speak in several languages, because she had been shown books since she was able to say her first word. Mama and Baba disagreed on what that word was, whether Mama or Nana, but the moment any of them heard it, Nanafue said the girl was ready to start looking at letters and words. She would teach her herself.

After all, she had survived mostly on things she learned just from looking into her own book collection.  Baba was a miner, and often had to travel and send money to them from wherever he was on location working. Shani got used to not seeing much of either of her parents as a small girl. Nanefua raised her for the most part for the first 6 years of her life. But, whenever Nanafue was gone, she had to get used to being alone. It was a long year. Time worked really different for little kids, whether or not they were having a ball. And she was not.

Her mother was bused into the city for gardening and landscaping. She did yard work through a firm and was sent to various properties to spend ours cultivating their yards and plant life. She had picked it whenever she was 5, and had been stuck doing it since then… only advancing to harder, more grueling work in fields and on large pieces of land as she got older. Whenever Shani was little, her mother spent most of her time working at a pomegranate farm. It was a very lucrative industry, and being one of the best, her mother made enough money to get her considered for schooling.

The tests for outsiders to get into city schools were much more difficult than they were for the rich people. Outskirts kids had to work harder and smarter to even get noticed, and their parents were charged brutally in order to take every potential step to gain access to a school.

It didn’t help that Shani’s mind didn’t work like other people’s did. They often thought that she was showing off, or trying to make them feel stupid whenever she would have conversations with them. It taught her not to speak too freely. But, that helped her learn to write things down. Sometimes, she couldn’t focus and needed to write many things down. Regardless of her speaking situation, or her focusing habits, she got into one of the best schools in the city whenever she was 5...

But her parents couldn’t afford to actually send her. 

Instead, they sent her to a less expensive Montessori school, on the merit of her acceptance into the Academy of Superiority. The school masters worked with them on paying her fees and she also was assigned several chores to help compensate. She was exceptionally good at organizing and cleaning up, and whenever she took summer breaks, her teachers would alert her of what they would expect to be known in the upcoming years so that she could homeschool for the summer while they saved up for tuition. 

They applied for the scholarship program each year since she qualified at age 7. It wasn’t until she was 10 that she both was granted access into AoS under the work program.

Riding into that part of the city sent her mind into a whirlwind…

[neshatriumphs]

Atlas: No Saviors in the Wild

I had to modify a little bit because Bitmoji doesn’t account for chronic acne nor being covered in freckles and since Atlas has both, I tried my hardest. @shslargue​ told me I could, so I went for it. Our boy is... I guess as close as we’ll get, T. I did all the emotions and called it a night.

[rubinaitoart]

A ['Twixt Tar and Feathers AU] Masterpost

Also known/tagged as "Good Belos AU". Dividers from here

'Twixt Tar and Feathers is an AU for The Owl House, centered mainly around the idea that Belos and Eda are the very people that the Boiling Isles first believed them to be in the canon show. Emperor Belos Wittebane is the savior of the Boiling Isles, having united them under a single ruler and establishing the Coven System for their own safety; Edalyn Clawthorne is a dangerous wild witch that terrorizes the Western Arm of the Boiling Isles.

In short: Belos is a good guy, Eda is the antagonist.

I’m going to try and rework some details.

There are three different main storylines that take place in this AU:

The Gilded Castle The main story, set during the timeframe of the canon series. It follows Hunter Wittebane as the main protagonist, with Luz Noceda serving as the deuteragonist.

A Tale of Blood and Brothers Emperor Belos' backstory, sequel to The Cardinal and The Blue Jay, and prologue to The Gilded Castle. Belos Wittebane features as the main protagonist.

The Cardinal and The Blue Jay The story of Caleb and Philip Wittebane, and how they found themselves in the Demon Realm. Prologue to The Gilded Castle. Caleb Wittebane serves as the main protagonist, with Philip Wittebane as the deuteragonist.

LEGEND - ★ - Rendered Artwork ♢ - Sketches/Doodles ✒ - Text/Writing ✎ - Fic Chapter

The Gilded Castle Content

Fanfiction Season 1 EPISODE 1 ✎ Part 1 - A Human in Bonesborough (No longer canon)

Extra Content ♢ Miscellanious Doodles - Here ★ Hunter & Flapjack - Here ★ Darius & Eberwolf - Here ♢ Luz Noceda's First Night (Sketch) - Here ✒ Snippets from CH 1 - Here + Here ♢ Darius (Sketch) - Here

A Tale of Blood and Brothers Content

Extra Content ★ Goodbye (Full Comic) - Here ✒ ★ Belos Information Card 01 - Here ♢ Goodbye (Panel Sketch) - Here ★ Goodbye (Rendered Panel) - Here ♢ Goodbye (Scrapped Panel Concept) - Here ♢ Blue Fang Palisman Concept Art - Here

The Cardinal and The Blue Jay Content

Extra Content ★ Wittewife Concept Art - Here

AU Questions & Answers

Max/Maxxy Asks: "can you please tell me about your au?" Anon Asks: "does hunter know about the past grimwalkers?" Max/Maxxy Asks: “can I draw for your au?”

[blackfemmecharacterdependency]

Bitch I'm GAGGED. This is sickening. I fucking LOVE it. I live for the description. I appreciate that she's in her uniform, because though I initially pictured her in Savior form killing Commander, its more likely that she would simply ENVISION it and the time that they were face to face, she was still in a jumpsuit.

Let's be real. Commander being executed would BE bringing more light to the world. 🤣

So. Slaughter!Shani. Shani being associated with the color gold. Her being a star student. Her theme song being “I Am Light.” Commander’s head on a stick being like a trophy brought home from the war. …Or like, her final thesis project, or something. Look, I don’t actually have thoughts, I just take vague symbols and motifs and sew them together into unholy abominations. 😂

Anyway, I’ll probably be cleaning this up later, but hopefully you like it @neshatriumphs !!! If there’s anything you’d like me to alter about the composition, please let me know! 💕

[mayacatmaster]

Before you argue with someone, think to yourself is that person even mentally mature enough to grasp the concept of different Perspectives. Because if not, there's absolutely no point.

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Via and thanks “Mina Milos”:

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Make sure your saints/moral/religion/education help you as alignment-deliberate-creator not kiss any kind of dark-tyrant-ruler’s-ass.  No matter who or what topic…! *** *** ***  When he begins to know himself a man sees that he has nothing that is his own... [and] all that he has regarded as his own, his views, thoughts, convictions, tastes, habits, even faults and vices, all these are not his own, but have been either formed through imitation or borrowed from somewhere ready-made. In feeling this a man may feel his nothingness. And in feeling his nothingness a man should see himself as he really is. ~ George Gurdjieff Quotes *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** Via and thanks “The Toronto Hypnotherapist” *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** One of the most important things I've learned in life is to ignore most of what people say, preach, teach.  I watch what they do instead. *** *** *** Because…: Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation. ~Qscar Wilde *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** “Whose mind is it? 01“ ~The little story between "Master"（Mr. Bean）and Solar  *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** Whose mind is it?  To whom? ~Ramana Maharshi *** *** ***  Do you really want identify with it as “I am this or that!” as “me; mine; myself” &”real; true”, now??? *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** Direct Experience Alone Is the Means: *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** One day my "Master"（Mr. Bean) told me to sit down. He asked, “My dear Solar...Are you a learned boy?” *** *** ***  I could say anything to him, however outrageous.  It was the only place where I could be completely frank.  I was never sorry, no matter what I told him.  He used to enjoy my foolishness.  *** *** ***  I replied, “Of course as Solar I am learned,  Because as Chinese man.  Our Chinese have 5000 years great tradition, is this world most-est great country,. We have great saint Confucius and Confucianism. We have great leaders such as Great lead Mao Zedong and the great lead Jiang Zhongzheng  and they are the savior of the nation,  the great man of the world,  and If this world lacks them,  this world will fall into the thousands-years-darkness of the night and can’t help themselves.” *** *** ***  My "Master"（Mr. Bean) he asked, “ What have you learned and who taught you? Explain it to me!  My dear Solar…: Our mother is our first teacher, then our father, and then our brothers and sisters.  Later we learn from the children with whom we play, from teachers at school, and from the writers of books.  No matter what you have learned, you have not learned a single thing independently of others.  So far all that you have learned is a contribution from others. *** *** *** And from whom have they learned?  They have also learned from others.  Yet as a result of all this you call yourself learned.  I pity you because you have not learned anything independently.  You have apparently concluded that there is no such thing as independent learning in the world.  Your ideas are the ideas of others.” *** *** *** My dear Solar, you just like me as Mr. Bean…: OMG, I have finally discovered what's wrong with my brain:  On the left side, there is nothing right,  and on the right side, there is nothing left ~~><!!! *** *** *** When I look into my mind, my heart.  Witness those thoughts, those feelings, those different personality, I see a lot of stupid people walking around my heart acting like they are smart. *** *** *** But they never, ~~~! Watch their own self, as if they are watching another people's self. Watch their own beliefs, as if they are watching another peoples’ beliefs.... inquiry and question it. *** *** *** But they never, ~~~! Question everything they think they know about they "True Self"(Tao；God). Reexamine all that they have been told in parents, school, in church or in any books.  *** *** *** But they never question and self-enquiry, ~~~! Make sure what they have been learned from outside world,  Can help them to get rid of painful and get sweet fruit. Can help them from bondage to freedom. Can help them from personality to individual. Can help them from darkness to light. Can help them from misery to enlightenment. Can help them from ignorance to innocence. Can help them from death to deathlessness. Can help them to realized their "True Self"(Tao；God). *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** As Solar my brain suddenly shut down, two eyes wide-round-open, mouth open and exposed tongue longly…: *** *** *** I said, “Wait a minute, let me think.” It was a shocking realization that whatever I had learned was nothing of my own.  If you put yourself in my place you may well have the same feeling.  The knowledge on which you depend is not at all your knowledge.  That is why it is not satisfying, no matter how much of it you possess.  Even if you have mastered an entire library, it will never satisfy. *** *** *** *** *** *** *** ***

Clarity!

That is the biggest prize you are looking for.

To feel clear and sure and stable-that is really what you desire. ~Abraham

You're Not Vulnerable To Anything Except To Your Own Sloppy Thinking

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Looking For Truth?

Observe People's Habitual Behavior

Patterns/Cycles. The Truth Is In Their

Patterns And Cycles. Not So Much Their

Words.

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You are the books you read, the films you watch, the music you listen to, the people you spend time with the conversation you engage in. Choose wisely what you feed your mind.

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[maximustherad]

Skype Liveblog of Guardians of the Galaxy S01E12 “Crystal Blue Persuasion”

@thecorteztwins

[1:06:12 AM] Cool Dadneato: I found me an episode of the Guardians of the Galaxy show with Inhumans in it and if it's good I'm gonna liveblog

[1:06:21 AM] Cool Dadneato: or even if not

[1:06:25 AM] Hexiva: -chinhands-

[1:06:26 AM] Cool Dadneato: LIVEBLOG

[1:08:11 AM] Cool Dadneato: so Peter Quill is trying to teach his friends baseball, which sounds like an inherently awful idea

[1:08:58 AM] Cool Dadneato: they are trying but I don't think they even get the concept, much less the rules

[1:10:38 AM] Hexiva: I'm not sure I get the concept or rules

[1:11:48 AM] Cool Dadneato: ... I was going to side with the rest of the team here, BUT NOW I SIDE WITH PETER, BASEBALL IS VITAL KNOWLEDGE TO SHARE

[1:11:59 AM] Cool Dadneato: Lockjaw just appeared on board

[1:12:23 AM] Cool Dadneato: Rocket greets dogs by insulting them, I guess

[1:12:30 AM] Cool Dadneato: get off this ship

[1:13:01 AM] Cool Dadneato: why does Lockjaw have crystals stabbed in him

[1:13:52 AM] Cool Dadneato: Peter, Gamora, and Lockjaw just teleported

[1:14:17 AM] Cool Dadneato: Rocket is not even perturbed

[1:15:04 AM] Cool Dadneato: Peter is chasing Lockjaw through Attilan

[1:15:28 AM] Cool Dadneato: Lockjaw stole his baseball and Gamora is yelling to forget it

[1:16:09 AM] Cool Dadneato: forget you, Gamora, I've rped a lost in space Earth dude, this shit is important

[1:17:56 AM] Cool Dadneato: Peter is yelling now about how he doesn't even care about the ball, now this is about how he feels like nobody ever listens to him

jeez, Peter, this is only a few minutes in

[1:20:21 AM] Cool Dadneato: Peter: "So who's in distress?! There's nobody here but a giant, slobbering BASEBALL THIEF!!" -dramatic point-

[1:20:29 AM] Cool Dadneato: I want a gif of this

[1:21:16 AM] Cool Dadneato: Peter is being so fucking sarcastic to this dog now omfg

[1:21:29 AM] Cool Dadneato: who teaches these people dog manners

[1:22:48 AM] Cool Dadneato: Peter: "You see, on Earth it's totally hilarious."

Gamora: "I see why you don't go back."

[1:25:35 AM] Cool Dadneato: omfg, Lockjaw led Peter to some cryogen chambers and he opened one and it's Medusa and Peter said "aw it's like a princess" and made like he was going to kiss her and Medusa woke up to kick his ass

[1:26:13 AM] Cool Dadneato: kill him, Medusa

[1:26:30 AM] Cool Dadneato: feed his baseball to Lockjaw

[1:26:51 AM] Hexiva: MURDER HIM

[1:27:19 AM] Cool Dadneato: Medusa: "My husband would have words with you!"

[1:27:37 AM] Cool Dadneato: multiple ones? it's on then

[1:28:18 AM] Cool Dadneato: does she wait to say things like that

[1:31:43 AM] Cool Dadneato: meanwhile, I guess Groot, Drax, and Rocket finally decided to go look for Peter and Gamora

they seem very unrushed for people possibly doing rescuing

[1:32:02 AM] Hexiva: they're like "whatever he got himself into, he probably deserved it"

[1:32:29 AM] Cool Dadneato: yeah, they are all clearly thinking that

[1:33:54 AM] Cool Dadneato: they just tried to muss with crystal statues in the city, the crystals attacked

[1:35:33 AM | Edited 1:35:44 AM] Cool Dadneato: Medusa asked Peter if he's Kree and that's a surprisingly valid question

[1:35:57 AM] Hexiva: Kree rather than half-Celestial?

[1:37:31 AM] Cool Dadneato: Kree given the Inhuman context and that some Kree are white

in the 616 Peter is half Spartoi

[1:37:45 AM] Hexiva: What's a Spartoi

[1:37:56 AM] Cool Dadneato: and his dad once flirted with Medusa

[1:39:22 AM] Cool Dadneato: Spartoi look pretty much human but they are related to the Shi'ar somehow

[1:40:01 AM] Cool Dadneato: they come from Shi'ar space and share some common ancestor

[1:40:16 AM] Hexiva: what's their deal

[1:41:33 AM] Cool Dadneato: they have an Empire that's allied with the Shi'ar

[1:41:47 AM] Cool Dadneato: that's basically their thing

[1:41:49 AM] Hexiva: oh good, more douchebag empires

[1:42:11 AM] Hexiva: Aren't the Kree . . . like . . . blue . . .?

[1:42:12 AM] Cool Dadneato: Peter's dad is J'Son, their emperor

[1:42:50 AM] Cool Dadneato: Kree are usually blue but they have a large white population

[1:43:08 AM] Cool Dadneato: like Mar-Vell and Noh-Varr

[1:43:14 AM] Hexiva: oh

[1:43:16 AM] Hexiva: that's weird

[1:43:20 AM] Cool Dadneato: yeah

[1:43:25 AM] Cool Dadneato: weird af

[1:43:29 AM] Cool Dadneato: why

[1:47:58 AM] Cool Dadneato: Maximus: "Cease this senseless attack, Alpha Primitives! Oh! This has all been a TERRIBLE misunderstanding! Oh, I'm SO very sorry about all this... I was expecting someone else."

omfg on a scale of 1 to A Steaming Pile of Filthy Dramatic Improv he's scoring a perfect Irving Braxiatel

[1:49:03 AM] Hexiva: DOES ANYONE BELIEVE YOU, MAXIMUS

[1:49:30 AM] Cool Dadneato: "I am Maximus... the Magnificent, Supreme Leader of the Inhumans."

[1:49:52 AM] Cool Dadneato: who let him out of the house

[1:51:56 AM] Cool Dadneato: Medusa and Maximus are giving their respective back stories for the Inhumans to their respective audiences and it's hilarious

[1:53:08 AM] Cool Dadneato: and yet I think the best part of all is that they are both delivering the same biased story

[1:53:30 AM] Hexiva: with the same biases?

[1:53:37 AM] Cool Dadneato: yes

[1:54:02 AM] Cool Dadneato: Inhumans are superior, peaceful, and did no wrong

[1:56:21 AM] Cool Dadneato: oh jfc, Medusa just informed Peter that they were escaping a plague on Earth, and she pulled back a sleeve to show crystals growing out of her skin, apparently Inhumans are suffering from some slow Terrigen death thing

[1:57:11 AM] Cool Dadneato: that explains all the crystals sticking out of Lockjaw

[1:59:13 AM] Cool Dadneato: Maximus is describing the plague to the others very dramatically, apparently it completely changed the slave caste, -dramatic fists- THEIR STRENGTH INCREASED A HUNDREDFOLD

[2:00:59 AM] Cool Dadneato: "Unfortunately, for the rest of us-- " -DRAMATIC PAUSE IN FRONT OF FROZEN BLACK BOLT- "It will prove quite fatal!"

[2:02:13 AM] Cool Dadneato: question, Mad Max, why is your esteemed dramafullness totally fine, you look the least sick of anybody and I call bullshit

[2:03:28 AM] Cool Dadneato: "Fortunately, I have found a cure! Soon, I'll have enough to save the rest of my family!"

sounds fake but okay

[2:04:25 AM] Cool Dadneato: "Even Black Bolt, my poor, mute brother."

aw, even him, in this fake story

[2:06:01 AM] Cool Dadneato: Medusa: "Since it was the Kree who created the Inhumans, we hoped they'd find a cure."

really? and how's that working out for you?

[2:07:26 AM] Cool Dadneato: for the record, the Inhumans are a race of slave WMDs to the Kree

[2:07:56 AM] Cool Dadneato: that doesn't sound like a place to start negotiations on

[2:10:12 AM] Cool Dadneato: Medusa: -GASPS- "My husband, the king, is missing!"

-checks the chamber next to his- "And so is his rat of a brother, Maximus!"

[2:10:25 AM] Cool Dadneato: :.) this fam

[2:20:39 AM] Cool Dadneato: Medusa: "What have you done with my husband, the king?!"

Rocket: "I thought you was the king."

Maximus: -ULTRA DRAMATIC SPIN- "By right, I should be! I isolated the Terrigen plague! I found the cure! While this one said nothing! DID NOTHING! UNTIL HE HIMSELF SUCCUMBED TO THE THREAT! Black Bolt is unworthy of the crown! Maximus is the true savior of the Inhumans!"

Rocket: "Okaaaaay... Well good luck with that."

[2:21:09 AM] Hexiva: that third person

[2:21:55 AM] Cool Dadneato: no time for theatre

[2:22:36 AM] Cool Dadneato: Medusa and Maximus are going to continue this without Rocket

[2:22:52 AM] Cool Dadneato: the show must go on

[2:25:12 AM] Cool Dadneato: "BEHOLD!"

Maximus, what am I beholding, will you please stop this bullshit if we put you on the Genetics Council with a cute title

[2:26:06 AM] Hexiva: why would you let that guy on the eugenics panel

[2:27:32 AM] Cool Dadneato: what damage can he possibly do there besides suggest terrible marriages

[2:27:43 AM] Cool Dadneato: "COMPLETE AND TOTAL MIND CONTROL!!!" -WILD LAUGHTER-

[2:28:09 AM] Cool Dadneato: okay fine, lock this fool up again

[2:31:08 AM] Cool Dadneato: "OBEY ME, BROTHER! DESTROY THEM! DESTROY THEM ALL!"

ho, they were such a decent audience

smack him in the mouth, Drax

[2:31:31 AM] Hexiva: maximus why

[2:32:16 AM] Cool Dadneato: Drax got his ass beat by mind-controlled Blackagar

[2:32:51 AM] Cool Dadneato: Maximus is looking through the hole in the wall

[2:33:05 AM] Cool Dadneato: AND LAUGHING AGAIN

[2:35:01 AM] Cool Dadneato: Maximus: "Finally! One of you will listen to what I say!"

I honestly wouldn't be shocked if that's what this is about

bitch needs attention

[2:36:13 AM] Cool Dadneato: Groot just got asskicked

[2:37:46 AM] Cool Dadneato: Gamora just got asskicked

[2:39:02 AM] Cool Dadneato: Rocket just got shrugged off because he's using an energy weapon and that's non-effective against Black Bolt

[2:39:54 AM] Cool Dadneato: my god Maximus is doing a little dance in the background

[2:40:06 AM] Cool Dadneato: while laughing

[2:42:02 AM] Cool Dadneato: Peter decided to use Lockjaw to teleport behind Maximus and MAXIMUS BITCHSLAPPED HIM

[2:42:09 AM] Cool Dadneato: EMBARRASSING

[2:42:27 AM] Cool Dadneato: DEFEATED BY MAXIMUS

[2:42:35 AM] Hexiva: GOOD

[2:45:43 AM] Cool Dadneato: Peter: "Don't... Make me open this box! Inside it is a weapon that can destroy the whole city!"

Maximus: "Oh?! This I must see. Open it!"

called

[2:48:07 AM] Cool Dadneato: Peter: "No, you don't understand! We'll all be vaporised! Instantly!"

Maximus: "How exciting! Open it! Now!"

called again

[2:48:37 AM] Cool Dadneato: this isn't working Peter

[2:52:21 AM] Cool Dadneato: Peter gave up and opened his box and there was a cosmic cube inside and the flash of light still managed to blind Maximus and make him lose control of Blackagar

[2:52:45 AM] Cool Dadneato: embarrassing, Maximus

[2:53:46 AM] Cool Dadneato: Blackagar immediately ran to Medusa and Maximus ran the fuck out

[2:56:24 AM] Cool Dadneato: they also found out the cube accelerated the crystal plague the Inhumans are infected with

[2:58:17 AM] Cool Dadneato: Peter: "That's AWESOME!!"

Drax: "I do not think that word means what you think it means."

[3:00:40 AM] Cool Dadneato: RONAN THE ACCUSER JUST SHOWED UP

[3:01:22 AM] Cool Dadneato: Maximus: "Ah, see, I told you I was expecting someone else."

[3:02:22 AM] Cool Dadneato: yeah how does selling out your species feel you evil fuck

[3:06:52 AM] Cool Dadneato: Medusa: "Maximus! What. Have. You. DONE?!"

Maximus: -mimicking her tone- "Just. What. You. Wanted! I have formed an alliance with the Kreeee!"

[3:13:01 AM] Cool Dadneato: "I give them an invincible crystal army, and in return Attilan becomes part of the Kree Empire, with myself as Supreme Leader, of course."

you negotiated Attilan's unconditional surrender? you truly are our hero

[3:19:39 AM] Cool Dadneato: Peter: "He can't do that. Ronan's an outlaw even among his own people."

Rocket: "You cut a deal with the one guy in the galaxy who's crazier than you!"

-Maximus' facial expression is beautiful-

[3:23:31 AM] Cool Dadneato: Ronan: "Get out of my sight, you filth."

Maximus: -pathetically- "But... I don't understand... !"

[3:24:40 AM] Cool Dadneato: jfc, Ronan just curbstomped Maximus

[3:26:11 AM] Cool Dadneato: who was already sitting on the ground looking pathetic

[3:29:18 AM] Cool Dadneato: Ronan plans to destroy the city, he is absolutely not impressed with the tribute army

[3:31:34 AM] Cool Dadneato: Maximus says this is fine, he rather die than bow to his brother ever again

[3:32:52 AM] Cool Dadneato: he threw a tantrum, destroyed the cure, and ran off

[3:34:31 AM] Cool Dadneato: does Maximus ever get bored of hearing himself

[3:34:47 AM] Hexiva: NO

[3:35:39 AM] Cool Dadneato: that is rhetorical

[3:38:00 AM] Cool Dadneato: he loves hearing himself

[3:39:02 AM] Cool Dadneato: Maximus: "Bravo! A front row seat for the apocalypse!" -LAUGHS MANIACALLY-

[3:45:58 AM] Cool Dadneato: omfg, this episode rapidly escalated to its dramatic ending

[3:54:52 AM] Cool Dadneato: Peter Quill uses the cosmic cube to cure the plague, Black Bolt destroys the Kree warship (leaving Ronan to shout that he will have his REVENGE!!! from within the shielded pieces of the Kree bridge)

cut to Maximus chuckling and talking to himself from where he's chained in a dark, windowless dungeon

Maximus: "Hahaha, oh the irony. Defeated by the great Star-Lord, who can't find what sees with a map, which he holds with both hands; the further he goes, the farther away he gets... !"

-starts laughing until the Inhumans click a mental dampening device in place and his expression goes blank in surprise and he's cut off abruptly-

[3:55:59 AM] Cool Dadneato: and then everyone happily goes home, except Peter wishes he knew what that weirdness was all about

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No Saviors in the Wild Drabble: Compromised.

Hazel eyes opened beneath blood red brows, to the sun trying to force his way through the red drapes. Atlas blinked, feeling more content than he had in years, even more than the ones he had been free. Shani rested her head on the patch of red hair on his chest and his arms wrapped her up safely. Satisfied...

He gasped and looked down at her. The scent of the room was off. He had gone too far last night.. He gently rolled her naked body over and examined her. There definitely was too much of his fur from last night about. He removed as much of it as he could with his hands and searched her body for scratches and/or teeth marks.

He felt guilty that seeing her bare, sepia skin made him want to be inside of her all over again. What kind of monster would be thinking about that at a time like this? At least she had no wounds that he could detect. Some bruises, but considering how strong he was compared to humans, those were actually not as bad as they would've been had he lost control of himself.

Well... Lost more control. He obviously had lost enough to become wolf without realizing. And he couldn't fully remember, so some portion of his power was overtaken by his passion. Had she been afraid? Had she tried to call him back to his human form? Had he actually hurt her?

The thought broke his heart. He sniffed around, trying to determine lingering traces of pheromones. He wasn't sure what exactly he was searching for, but he needed to know that she was really okay. That he hadn't done anything terrible to her when he changed. His smell picked up an aroma that he knew between her thighs.

His nose searched her vulva and he even dared to slip a couple of fingers gently into her cervix and withdrew them to smell. He'd ejaculated inside of her last night! Atlas shook Shani to wake her up and she started, but her eyes softened as soon as she saw his face.

"Good morning, Packmaster," she teased, tracing her fingers across his freckles and acne.

"Shani." He said it so seriously that her smile faded and she withdrew her hand, worried. He lifted his fingers and announced, "I came last night. You're compromised." Shani let out a relieved sigh and she took his hand by those fingers and pulled him. He allowed her to gather him into her arms and wrap her legs around him. His back rested against her front, but he couldn't relax.

"Just, go back to sleep, Atlas. We don't have to be up yet and we had a long night."

"I lost myself and I've endangered you."

"You don't lose yourself. You find other parts of yourself. I wasn't in any danger at all. You respond to your name and everything. It's.. sort of like being inebriated. You don't forget who you are in those moments. You just have a little bit of your inhibitors lowered. And that's not bad. You could learn to relax."

"I can't understand why I should have to explain that this is a bad thing, Shani."

"I can't understand why you think that you know more than me..." He sat up and she whimpered at the loss of his body touching hers.

"Shani. You could become one of us because of this transaction. This isn't like kissing. This is serious! You've seen it happen to other... People like you. People who subject themselves to entertaining wolfen lovers."

"Studies show that statistically, those who obtain wolfen transformations through intercourse are three times more satisfied with their identity than those who were changed by malicious intent or hunting abnormalities," she said. He winced and she strummed his hair. "The reason you hate it so much is because you were transformed through a traumatizing act of violence. You don't have to worry about that with this situation."

"I still have to worry what being like this would mean for you in the long run. You'd always be in hiding, hunted down, having to hunt for food, potentially harm someone else if you lose control and it.. I don't want this existence for you, Shani."

"I live like that now. This camp is made up almost entirely of wolvens and I love them. I do the work that I do to help you all not have to live the way that the world has you living."

"But if you ever get tired, you can always just go back. You can return to society and nobody would have to suspect a thing. You could have a normal life if you ever wanted to."

She looked like she would cry and he immediately felt guilty. "Why would I ever want to return to a society that does the things that they do to you? You think I'd just wake up one day and be comfortable with knowing that people I love are being hunted, enslaved, killed, or tested on? With my history? With my ancestors' history? You think that I'll be cool with just watching from afar, relieved that it isn't me?"

"No... but you don't deserve this."

"Nobody deserves to be oppressed, Atlas. But we are. I am as a human, and I would be as a wolf."

"But, this is worst. I just..." He shook his head, "I want the best for you."

She sighed and settled into his lap, draping his arms around her body. "Then. Let me be happy where I am. Let me enjoy the life I've chosen." She kissed his pimply jawline and rested her forehead against his face. Atlas relaxed. She felt him do so and she shut her eyes again. She was going to go back to sleep. He would remain awake, trying to convince himself that her happiness was more important than her safety.

As though she read his mind, she left him with a thought, "Since we both know that I'm never gonna turn my back on my mission, a transformation would actually be an upgrade to my safety. I mean, just imagine me with my smarts and my spirit, entrusted with your speed and your strength. Who could freaking stop me from creating a werewolf apocalypse, if I wanted to?" That... Somehow helped him to feel better. A little bit.

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BFCD Story Concepts by Nesha

Story Concept: No Saviors in the Wild

Shani is smart, swift, and soft but not very strong. After an altercation at the school she works to pay for, she’s given a sentencing to a criminal’s camp as community service for a “violent offense.” The law doesn’t care who started the fight, any physical exchange on school grounds merits sentencing, even if you spent the exchange in question balled up with your arms shielding yourself, as Shani did.

The hard labor assignment given to her includes getting a chip injected into the nape of the neck to keep tabs and administer any criminal control protocol, a cultivating and clean up position in the woods, and a trained chaperone per 12 convicts. Her sentence is a fine to the school (paid off in her hours of community service), 16 weeks in the woods of 16 hours of restitution, per diem. 

Three weeks in, she’s already the chaperone’s favorite, giving no issues and making great marks each day, which displeases some of the others in her detail. For the most part, the chaperone isn’t obsessively watching them every moment of every hour of their shift and misses the times when Shani is bullied (which she dares not report) and is sure that she can tough this out for a few more weeks!

One of the other on her detail, Atlas, a boy with a collar, instead of a chip (indicating that he’s a repeat or long term offender), comes to her aid a few times, warding off her bullies, but refusing her gratitude afterwards. “You’re really gonna have to toughen up, because I can’t be your bodyguard. You’re in the wild. They intend to harm you. Become a beast, or you’ll be eaten alive.”

*

The chaperone goes deeper into the woods one day while the offenders are working, and she doesn’t return by the end of their shift. They’re all chipped or collared and assigned, so they definitely can’t escape without their GPS alerting authorities (which could lead to graver punishments), but they’re unsupervised and some of the harder delinquents take advantage of that. Though they’re slow to come after Shani, with Atlas around, she worries that if anything happens, she could be sentenced longer, when she doesn’t even belong here, in the first place. 

After three days, everyone begins to worry, as chaperones never leave for this long and they don’t know if perhaps someone has taken the chaperone or if she’s abandoned them. Eventually, they’ll run out of food and starve, or be forced to leave the woods and face imprisonment. They’ve been working as they usually did and camping in their bunk, but the accessible supplies are dwindling and they don’t have the keys to storage. The chaperone does.

The group draws twigs to determine who will take a few supplies and go looking for the chaperone, but the bullies wind up just deciding that Shani needs to go, and she knows that even though she didn’t draw the shortest twig, if she declines, they’ll make her life hell and there’s no chaperone to stop them. Atlas feels bad for her and decides that despite insisting that he isn’t here to look after her that he will tag along, too.

They head out in the morning, in the direction that the chaperone had initially left in, with some supplies to hike and potentially camp, expecting to pause by nightfall and set up somewhere, if they had not found her yet.

Then... they get attacked by a werewolf.

No Saviors in the Wild Masterlist

Main Tag Concept Parts 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 |

Arcs:

1. A Savior is Born: Rise of the Rebels

2. Atlas is Falling

Aesthetics:  Shani | Atlas | Free | Riggs | Bane | Luna | L.A.

Artwork

Characters: Shani | Atlas | Free | Riggs | Bane | Luna | L.A. 

Alternate Universe Saviors

Saviors Memes By Jacks: Here & There

Saviors Artwork by Tina & Tina Abuses the Saviors Tag

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Shani || No Saviors in the Wild

Name Meaning: Marvelous in Swahili, Sanskrit for Saturn, and Hindu God of Karma

Natal Chart: Virgo Sun, Mercury & Rising, Capricorn Moon, Saturn, Jupiter & Pluto, Cancer Venus, Aries Mars, Taurus Uranus, Neptune Pisces, Aries Lilith, Gemini N Node

Element: Earth

Temperament: Chloeric

Myers Briggs: ENFJ-T (Protagonist)

Archetype: The Chameleon - A fierce competitor and cunning leader, embodies strength, wisdom and fierceness, born to be a leader, ruler, and motivator, embodying the source power of change. 

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Folake S. Fashola

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BFCD Story Concepts by Nesha

Story Concept 01: No Saviors in the Wild Pt. 5

Read Pt 1 | Pt 2 | Pt 3 | Pt 4

I Am Light by India.Arie plays in background, as it is Shani’s theme.

A Savior is Born: The Rise of the Rebels 02 - A Cage Big Enough for Hundreds

Shani knew what it meant whenever she was escorted back to the dormitories and her files were pulled up and changed. She knew what it meant for the administration to remove her arm cuff, explaining to her that the government had given her a full scholarship for the rest of her studies. When her record was expunged and she was allotted a grace days to recuperate and get back to her regularly scheduled classes with her tuition and lodging paid in full and no sign of the unjust sentence in her history, she knew.

They wanted her to shut up and move on. To just forget about not only what happened to her in the woods, but to the others. To Atlas. She tried to see if she could look him up whenever she got back to the library. The directory didn’t cover Wasteland citizens, so she had to give up after a few days. 

Since she now had free time, not having to work for her education, she decided to get a part time job, for a life skills practice and a few non-academic pleasures that weren’t covered in the tuition + nutrition supply. She started a beret collection, and learning various hobbies as a distraction from thinking about the woods every time she wasn’t involved with a school project.

She bought every single type of M&M that she saw in the store, then grabbed jars to separate them - all plain reds in a big jar, smaller jars for other reds - peanut, almond, etc, and the biggest jar had all of the excess red M&Ms of all sorts put into it. Then... she had several bags of several M&Ms that weren’t red. Researching what to do with them, besides toss them, she found a few recipes for cookies and other treats. Maybe this was a nice time to learn how to bake!

She went knocking on doors of other dorms in her building and nearby buildings, "Hi, I brought you some M&Ms cookies." and they're like... You know what idec. Yes, thanks. Because, the dorms weren’t where the rich students lived. It got her a few suspicious folk, but mostly, people were grateful for something to eat that wasn’t a strict and cheap meal or an even cheaper and far less appealing meal paste. It was the first time that people seemed to begin liking her.

She thinks about getting a tattoo, but they're ridiculously unsafe and very expensive, so instead she gets a tattoo art piece, which is a realistic painting of your body part with a tattoo on it. It's relatively costly, but safe, and hers is an Atlas tattoo, holding the world on his shoulders, on her back, because Atlas had had her back.

She researches Atlas and then goes and finds Greek mythology books in the useless books depository, and takes on learning about it as a hobby. Greek mythology, baking, school, part time job doing data entry, and collecting berets. It kept her occupied, though her mind was frequently on what happened. Months had passed, years were beginning to. She thought for sure that one day, her pain had to be numbed and so she tried not to harp on it. But, how do you just forget somebody who was willing to throw away their life for yours?

18 marked the legal age of adulthood. Shani immediately had a job, right out of school as an interpreter and translator. She was hired at a firm that also allotted her to take more college level courses to advance herself in the field and she began saving up for a place in the city that wasn’t a job related lodging when she had the most important appointment set up for her that she would ever have.

“Hi. I’m Shani, I’ll be helping you today with your assessment. Have a seat.” The wasteland woman looked at the chair that Shani gestured to and smiled, her canines showing and the smile wider than Shani was comfortable with. “Ummm... Sit down?” The woman laughed and nodded. 

“Have a seat. Sit down. Yes. Yes, that makes sense. It took me a moment. You might guess, the wasteland isn’t very prim and proper.”

Shani didn’t want to talk about the wasteland. Instead, she began typing into her computer, “So, Miss... Free... What is your first language?”

“I don’t believe that you have a word for it. I’ll call it wolfen. I doubt it is in your machine.” 

Shani furrowed her eyebrows. “No. I’ve never heard of that before. Where did it originate? If you know...” 

“Hmmm... The Epic of Gilgamesh, maybe.” 

Shani frowned and clasped her hands over each other. “Ma’am. What is this meeting about?”

“I remember you, but you don’t remember me. It’s because you didn’t see me. You didn’t know to look for me. But, I knew to look for you. I’m here, because I have finally found you... Did you think it was right? For them to come in that way? They sent us food. We ate, then they attacked and took my people, took your people, took the wolf with the hair like flames...”

“What are you talking about?” Shani whispered.

“Your mate. He was torn open, then he tasted blood. He became as we are. Not fully, but enough. He became a man who is no longer a man, a man who is now a wolf.”

“Atlas.”

“They took my people. They took your people. You.. were special, somehow. You didn’t go where others went. Why were you special? Why were you spared?” Shani had never considered that she had been either of these things. She lamented over Atlas for so long, she figured that she, too, had been made to suffer. “They were taken to a cage. Some as beasts, some as feed. You were taken to a cottage, and given gifts. Are you a queen?”

“Far from it...” Shani tried to remember what happened in those moments. She vaguely recalled a voice saying, “She was falsely accused. She shouldn’t have been there in the first place, much less get taken to the Kennel. She’s got an arm cuff. She belongs to somebody.” The school. She had been property of the school. She still owed them money and had their equipment on her person, to indicate such...

Her schooling was paid off, not as a means to keep her quiet... but to keep the school quiet. To ensure that they got what she was worth and not ask questions about potential damages she faced while serving a bogus sentence. Sure, she made the most of that, but it had less to do with her and more to do with money.

“They... took them to a cage?”

“A cage big enough for hundreds.”

Tears poured from her eyes and Free took the initiative to offer the woman’s own tissues to her, as she must’ve forgotten that they were on her desk, in her... emotional release. Shani snatched two and tried to clean her face up. They took Atlas to a prison?  “A prison! They... took Atlas to a prison?”

Whenever Free said this, her dark brown eyes glowed amber and at that moment, Shani knew. This... is a wolf. This woman is what she described. A person who is not a person, but a person who is a wolf. “They took everyone there. Everyone but us.”

NOTES: I enjoy the idea of Free being far removed enough from human society that she doesn’t know anything about mannerisms and only has a limited amount of English, that she’s picked up since she’s been scavenging through the wasteland, but that she’s smart (I’d say the smartest wolfen in the series), and she’s adaptable and quick. She’s like a wolfen counterpart to Shani, and that’s why they eventually get on so well. They’re in similar positions, but with vastly different backgrounds. @tiarathief (You are still the first name that comes up whenever I at somebody. Let me know if you don’t want to be tagged to these, please. @shslargue @jacksope-lives

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No Saviors in the Wild Masterlist

1. Red Tape and Red Lines

2. The Stars Are Only the Beginning

3. Why is She Like This?

Brainstorming/Inspo 

Face Claims

Shani: Birgundi Baker

Atlas: Bruno Novodvorski

Free: Quintessa Swindell

Riggs: Elliot Fletcher

Bane: Ryan Potter

Little Alpha (L.A.): Jordan Kristine Seamón

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Free Moodboard || No Saviors in the Wild

Picture the scene where the wolfpack of the woods is rounded up by soldiers, including the freshly transformed Atlas...

Shani is distraught. She's not paying attention to anything but Atlas. Werewolves are being shot, muzzled, bound, tranquilized, and secured. Surviving deliquents are being taken in safely.

And if we pan over into the woods, some distance away, a female presenting naked woman with wild hair, covered in blood, watches from a hiding place, recording each image to memory before she turns away from this painful occurrence.

She turns, runs away, and mid sprint changes into a wolf. Not a wolf-person (as we've only seen this far in the story), but seemingly a typical wolf of the woods, brown and tan fur, running for her life...

Running to be free...

@shslargue @jacksope-lives @racingwest * New Character Alert*

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Nesha Artwork | Story Concept

The Gold League

No Saviors in the Wild protagonist, Shani at different stages of her late teens/early adulthood. She keeps an article of gold clothing because whenever she was paying for school, the Gold League was a prestigious placement for students who remained at the top of their class consistently through their education career. 

Being in the Gold League meant that Shani was at the top of her class, had perfect attendance, good citizenship, etc. She nearly lost the placement whenever she was wrongfully sentenced, but after being awarded a government scholarship, following the incident in the woods, she always has a gold (or technically “Spanish orange” - at least that’s how its labelled in my Prismacolors) accent or accessory, to remind herself that she’s that girl.

Shani has been working since she was 10 to get her education, so being on top, even though she’s from The Outskirts, which is a hop, skip and a jump away from being from The Wasteland, is basically her life’s work (prior to the Rebellion).

Original & Inked Sketch @tiarathief​ @shslargue​ @jacksope-lives​

Explore​

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No Saviors in the Wild | The Tattoo

@shslargue @jacksope-lives @racingwest

The opening sequence starts out with someone painting the tattoo art onto a canvas, then closing in on the canvas. When it pans out, the tattoo is now on her back and she's moving forward. She spins around and we close back in on her back and the Atlas on her back transforms into a werewolf. And I'd like for her to take off running and have a group of people and wolves running (main group) alongside and the rest of the rebels behind her. They all run into the shadows and then executive producer.

I need to learn how to create story boards.

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Me: Has no story whatsoever for a concept that I created a week ago.

Tina:

Artwork by @shslargue for No Saviors in the Wild