#UHHHH A LOT OF SHIT. HEAVY SHIT. WOO!

[musashi]

I was rereading the ask you answered about all my AA questions (I honestly just really love reading your ramblings and thoughts), and I just realized you mentioned having kin answers for the question about Franziska's relationship with Manfred, so *chin hands* what would the kin answer be?

Also, feel free to talk about your kin answer for her relationship with Miles if it's any different from the answer you gave me originally! If you'd prefer to ramble about him in a separate post, that's totally fine

YES ABSOLUTELY ok so this is, to clarify, all kin memories/feelings that, while not contradicting anything in canon, are just my own personal experiences of events. this is just me being kin with franziska so i'm switching to first person and also putting it under a cut because i have a lot of feelings and also a lot of this is probably going to verge along the line of traumadumping because sgjklhfghgf it wasn't exactly the most peachy time. there's the warning time to go

all my kin memories are more or less ones of childhood--i lack a lot of memories for the events of the trilogy and onward and what i do have is not very pleasant.

ok, so like, papa. i read a lot of fanfic and people really like to use him as a catalyst in their writing to #cope, i think, i see him written as this outright monster of an abuser a lot but that's not really my experience. it's fine if that's how people wanna see it but it's not how i see it at all. papa's neglect was a lot more sinister, he moved in the shadows in the wicked things he did. he was careful not to let his mask slip, he only ever did once and it was catastrophic from years of perfect facade.

when i was little i loved him, with my whole heart, with everything i was. papa was a superhero! like i said in my initial post, that's how i viewed him. i was little and what i understood was that there were bad people and good people and the court system existed to weed out the bad guys and punish them. and papa fought on the side of justice, to get them what they deserved. he always told me that karma was this force that ran like a current through the universe, watching one's every move, remembering the sins and virtues of all it saw. and he told me to be proud that this force had chosen us to bear its name, like knights of retribution cast upon the earth. that was so comforting to hear. any time i was scared or sad or angry i just thought about how whatever was hurting me would get its punishment, because the universe remembered, and karma would not let me down.

papa was my hero and i always looked up to him, but i didn't want to be him and stand beside him until i met miles.

i barely remember a life without miles, i was only like 2 or 3 when he showed up. at this point i was a pretty lonely kid--i lived in this big mansion that absolutely nothing could fill. there are talks in canon of unseen von karmas who never get more than a mention or two but i did not know any of them, if they existed they were secrets papa kept close to his chest. in my lifetime it was just me and papa and all our servants in this old and empty house, and then suddenly there was miles edgeworth, and i latched onto him like a baby spider monkey and never let go.

miles was quiet and shy and sad and didn't speak german very well and so i whispered sentiments to him in bungled english and spoke with what i could. he was my first and only friend growing up. i think i have been annoying him since the day we met but he never told me to go away. i was so happy to have a friend, to have someone closer to my age in the house (we have a 7 year gap but i was a very precocious child) to have company when papa would work long days and disappear for weeks to deal with international cases. miles and i would lose hours in the library teaching each other our respective languages, and he showed love in how much time he spent with me, even though he almost never smiled. it took me a while to understand it wasn't about me.

miles had nightmares. ones he couldn't hide. miles had nightmares and i had rituals: i was the lightest sleeper imaginable, i could wake at the sound of a pin dropping seven rooms away, and every night i woke to miles screaming and crying and pushed myself off my bed and ran down the hall to his room. i entered without asking and he never made me leave even though he'd curl in on himself and try to hide. and i hugged him until he stopped crying, and i stayed with him until he was ready to go back to sleep. he leaned more and more into this as the years went on, and this ritual was every night. miles never slept a full night in the entire time he lived with me, and it broke my heart, and it made me so angry.

when i asked him what was wrong and what he dreamt about he never had an answer for me until he did. i think he knew i was too young to be forced to deal with his problems but i am a very forceful person so i got enough details out of him eventually. he told me that before he came to live with me something terrible happened to him, that someone hurt him deeply and took away things he can never get back. and my response to that was, of course, well, it'll be okay! because whoever hurt you will be punished. that's how the world works.

but miles wasn't comforted by that, and i didn't understand. he told me that no, they weren't punished, they got away scott free, the court let them go. and even if they had been sentenced to death or removed from society, it wouldn't undo what had been done to miles, it wouldn't balm the wound in his heart that ran so deep he couldn't sleep at night without waking up sobbing. and i... was so angry.

i was the kind of angry i can't really put into words, my heart like the lip of a bubbling volcano ready to go absolutely fucking nuclear and rend everything in it's path. how could anyone do that to miles? miles edgeworth, this sweet boy who barely spoke and held insurmountable love behind his sad eyes and who couldn't hurt a damn fly? how could anyone hurt him like that??? someone had to do something. someone had to protect him. and if no one else was going to do it, then it had to be me.

so i followed papa. i was going to become a prosecutor. i had to, it was my duty to the world, it was my duty as a von karma. no, putting away the worst of society wouldn't undo the horrible things they did--but maybe, just maybe, if i became good enough. if i became well known enough, vicious and unrelenting and to be feared, the worst of the world would quake in fear that one day they would cross me. maybe they would think twice, maybe they would hesitate to kill and maim and lie and cheat. if karma couldn't scare them, maybe Karma could.

i couldn't protect miles, but i could protect so many like him who still had the spark in their eyes i know he had, once upon a time. i was angry, and frustrated, and i hated feeling so powerless to fell all that hurt him. so i poured myself into law studies every second of every day and i passed the bar at 13 and i fought tooth and nail for my perfect future, where i would fight beside my papa, my hero, to strike down evil and give a voice to the voiceless.

at some point in that interim, i don't really know when, there was a shift, and miles started agreeing with me. miles started feeling this way, too--like this was something he could do to take control of his own pain, make sure no one suffered like he had. and papa was enamoured with miles when this shift happened, it's like all of a sudden all his attention went straight to my brother. papa had never shown much besides base level interest in my career as a prosecutor, but as soon as miles wanted to become one too it's like papa took it upon himself to guide his every move, share with him all the wisdom he had on the matter. he was never, like... encouraging or proud of us, really, but he had this way about him that still pushed us to work for that approval nonetheless. i can't really explain it, papa has Presence in and outside the courtroom. he like. speaks with his eyes, almost, he can say a thousand words to you without ever saying one.

from the time i was 6ish all the way to my teenage years i felt kind of lonely again, even though i was surrounded by people. i was jealous of all the attention that papa gave miles, it was hard to deal with but i just transformed it into more drive to be better. if papa wouldn't tell me his tactics like he would miles then i'd just go to every case of his i could and watch them myself. i'd become a genius just like him, i'd work twice as hard. i told myself that papa had to give extra special guidance to miles because he was an outsider and he couldn't be expected to catch on and intuit as much as i could. eventually it became a rivalry, me and miles, at least on my end. we didn't necessarily grow apart but we just kinda changed. i didn't resent miles per se but i just... felt left behind. we were chasing the same goal but he was leagues ahead of me and i didn't understand how or why. i was a von karma before him, and i wanted to be a prosecutor before him, and papa loved me before him, and yet he had passed me in all those regards it seemed. not only that but it felt like he didn't even look back as he did so. it hurt. i loved him so much, i wanted to walk this path with him, it was him who made me want to do it in the first place.

all these feelings were of no use to me, and they all turned into anger if i let them simmer for more than a few hours, so i prosecuted. i filled every second of every day with work and i never stopped moving. i picked up case after case after case and i tallied guilty verdicts and i moved. overwork, then and now, was a form of self-harm but was it really when i was so good at it? it had to be rewarding. (all of this was a horrible way of thinking, do not be like me.)

and then, when i was 17, the dl-6 case opened back up. it was the case that took miles' happiness away, the one that traumatized him into silence and nightmares all those years ago. finally, justice would be served. finally, the world would know exactly who it was who put the bullet in gregory edgeworth's heart. finally, i got to know the name of the monster that had been living in the shadows of my little brother's psyche for 15 long years. finally, i had a target for all my rage, my protective fire, my agony and powerlessness. finally, i had the name of the person i hated more than anything in this known universe, and the name on the case file said manfred von karma.

and what can i even say about that? i think i've written enough here that it's more effective to just leave my feelings on the matter blank. one can probably surmise how all that felt.

papa said nothing to me the last day i saw him. the state turned over his badge to me, it lives in a box tucked away in a drawer i only open when i am feeling brave. i cried at his grave, i cried in the detention center, i cried as i screamed at him that i loved him, how could he. i cry about him still though the old dead bastard will never deserve it. shortly after papa's execution, miles left what many thought was a suicide note and disappeared. my life fell apart in a few short months, i lost everything that had ever meant anything to me, and so i prosecuted. and when i wasn't prosecuting i was locked in my papa's empty house, his empty study, crying at his empty desk, pouring over the DL-6 case file and reading it compulsively, as though if i read it enough maybe the ending will be different, this time.

a lot of bullshit happened after that. i knew miles wasn't dead, or rather i was too stubborn to believe it. i was right because i'm always right. 2017-2018, the year immediately following papa's death, was the worst year of my life, i spent it in america around people i hate losing my perfect win streak to some foolish rookie who i falsely believed drove my brother to his death. that fool is family now, somehow, and i'm surprisingly alright with it. it took miles dragging my bleeding body to a hospital and me breaking down on him in the middle of a fucking airport to really break the dam on all my feelings and get me to just fucking cry out all that had happened and choose my path from there, but i kinda feel like all that is a different story for a different ask sfdgsfshg.

i don't remember as much from that point on, but i think miles and i went back to how we were--or closer at least--when we were kids. my worldview became more nuanced, and i learned to accept that it was okay that he knew more than me--there was no bigger force pushing us to compete anymore. miles could learn a lot from me, and he was eager to, but i could also learn a lot from miles, too. we both had our own merits and strengths. we were our own people, we could not be each other or anyone else.

most pivotal of all, at one point i tried to run away. i tried to leave miles in my dust, like he had always left me. but he wouldn't let me, this time, he refused to turn the other way and abandon me like i felt he always had. he chased after me and found me and hugged me and let me cry on him like he had always cried on me, and something in my heart leveled, then. i remembered, there in my brother's arms, why i chose to fight in the first place.

thank you for letting me talk about this. i love miles edgeworth so fucking much.

[yeahhiyellow]

First Lines Meme

List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favorite opening line. Then tag 10 of your favorite authors!

Thank you so much @emiliaf25 for tagging me!!! I've seen a lot of fun writing tag games going around, but I haven't been tagged in any before now. This is probably due to the fact that while I write a lot, I don't publish most of my stories so like no one knows lol. I tried to put these in chronological order from newest to oldest, but they're not perfect, as I do not keep accurate time of when I write things (and probably should). Anyway, here are mine:

1. Blasting heavy metal so I can't think

"Heavy Metal": Detroit: Become Human (This one is in the form of a poem, so that's why it's a bit weird.)

2. Markus's head popped out of the last bedroom.

"Family": Detroit: Become Human (I still have to finish this one and publish it so I can't provide a link... yet)

3. I know I'm not enough.

"Enough": Detroit: Become Human (listen this is one of the angsty ones I never published so uhhhh)

4. CHRIS: Hank! Connor! What are you two doing here?

Unnamed: Detroit: Become Human (This one is formatted as a script soooo... yeah. It's also another one I am working on and have not and probably won't publish)

5. Crowley stood by the side of the road, his arms tightly coiled around his waist.

"Alone": Good Omens (aaaaand another really angsty one I never published, I have problems)

6. "What's wrong, angel?"

"It Started in 1957": Good Omens (currently not finished and has not been worked on for over half a year... probably should get on that at some point)

7. Every dystopian novel ever has some random teenage girl save the world. Unfortunately for the world, I don't think I can do that.

This was just an original story I started back in January that I wrote like a page of and never finished because I had way too many wips. Figured I'd put it in here anyway though

8. Finally, after 17 years of work, I had made it to the most prestigious school humanity had ever created.

This is another original story, however one that I have actually worked on for more than a page lol

9. RENATA: Oh, shit. This can't be good.

Function (Free Will): original. I have been working on this story for nearly 2 years now, and I'm still nowhere even close to done. It's formatted like a script and also has the same type of rpg choice-based storytelling as Detroit: Become Human. Add to that the fact that this story is meant to critique our current political and social society, systems, and structure and touches on a variety of incredibly heavy topics, and you have the recipe for writing a story that feels like it just. Never. Ends.

10. Demons aren't supposed to feel love.

"I Love You Too": Good Omens (I wrote this one a whiiiillleeee ago, as to why it's down here on the list. I only published it a few days ago, though, a little after I first saw you tagged me in this. So thanks for finally motivating me to do it lol)

11. "You obey or he's dead."

"Exit": Detroit: Become Human

12. "Come closer. Don't be scared."

"First Kiss - The Traci's - DBH Rare Pairs Week": Detroit: Become Human

13. If I broke that shotglass, I bet it could hurt me.

"Help": Detroit: Become Human (Essentially, I published this one on Tumblr and then proceeded to take it down later the same day. It was another angsty one.)

14. "Shut up, dipshit."

"Expectations: Shut Up, Dipshit": Detroit: Become Human (This one was actually from a zine I took part in that fell apart before anything could really happen. I never finished it, so I probably won't publish it, but I guess if I finished it I could. Will that happen, however? I doubt it.)

15. "You're back."

"Hannor Week: Living Deviant Prologue Compilation": Detroit: Become Human (*sighs* Now we're getting into the old stuff. Hang on, for I have no idea what atrocities lie ahead. Or behind?)

16. System Instability. Deviancy Detected. Contact Cyberlife for a inexpensive replacement, only $2000 with your warranty!

"Living Deviant": Detroit: Become Human (I wrote this story years ago and as a result it is so cringeworthy and has so many grammar mistakes I hate to even link it so I'm not going to lol)

17. "I'm just so glad we're alive, personally."

"Who I Thought I Was": Detroit: Become Human (Surprisingly, this one isn't actually too bad. I mean, it's definitely not good, but I don't facepalm and curl up into a ball when reading it, so that has to be a good sign.)

18. I heard a gunshot from around the corner.

"Dbh Revolution Week ~ November 13 ~ Connor, Hank, and Sumo": Detroit: Become Human

19. RK900 visibly shook as he looked into the mirror.

"Scarred": Detroit: Become Human (Another one that I never published, surprise, surprise. Given how old this one is and subsequently how bad and also utterly angsty it is, I don't think I'll be publishing it unless I, like, rewrite the whole thing, so.)

20. LAUREN: 8:51, hmm? I've already been here for 11 minutes, and no one else has shown up.

"Choices": a horrible original romantic comedy I wrote as a script 5 years ago. Tbh the idea wasn't even that bad, it was the execution of it that just... really sucked. So it's a good thing we're stopping here, as if I went any farther back in my writing history, I think I might just cringe myself to death.

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Woo, thank god we're done with that! XD In all seriousness though, this was quite a bit of fun and got me to revisit pieces I hadn't seen in years. Thank you again for the tag!!! :DDDD

Now for which one is my favorite... there are some that are definitely good, and others that are definitely bad. I like numbers 2 (cute opening line for a fluffy fic), 5 (wordplay with "coiled" and Crowley being a snake), 7 (twisting of an expected trope), 8 (brings in scifi element and introduces the character's personality while hooking the reader in), 9 (set up for the tone of the rest of the chapter and immediately introduces tension), 11 (same as previous), and 12 (also attention-grabbing), so we'll just let those make up for whatever atrocities 16 (horrible imitation of corporate writing), 20 (just plain boring), and the attempt of 18 (I had the right idea of it being a hook, the execution however was horrific) were. I start a lot of my pieces with dialogue, or at least I used to. I became aware of that within the past year and tried to work on introducing stories in other ways, which I think I've done a pretty good job on. If I had to pick a favorite, I'd probably go with 7. I just really like the subversion of expectations that you get right away from it. It announces the trope loud and clear, but plays with it instead of following it.

While I'd love to tag lots of other writers, I unfortunately don't know many at all (listen I would love to read more fics but also tiiimmmeee). I'll just tag @konami-code-ao3 for now. However, if you see this and want to hop in, feel free!

[catboyelphaba]

k uhhhh starting off strong i guess? ND elphaba headcanons let’s go, it’s projection time babey (also shiz-era b/c post-shiz makes me sad wahoo)

under the cut b/c i’m embarrassed about these for some reason? idk take it up with my shit-brain

- technically organized but in like. a spicy way. like a v v specific system that’s mostly neat but doesn’t make sense to anyone but her, really

- tries really hard to only stim in like. “acceptable” ways b/c society is Like That (Leg Bounce(tm), rubbing hems of clothes, lip/nail-biting, cracking knuckles and fiddling with writing utensils and stuff like that)

- although life kind of just fucking sucks so on Very Rare occasions, ya know, it’s just Go Time and that’s when she either goes to a corner of the library to just rock back n forth for a while, maybe flap a hand or two, or holes herself up in the room and is a little more. violent,,,,, like slam-your-back-against-the-wall, blow-your-voice-out-screaming, apply-teeth-directly-to-wrist kind of violent

- as sort of a follow-up to that, i’d consider outbursts of magic (moreso musical-verse) as another kind of stim almost?? feels right to me, idk

- uhh hyperfixations/hyperfocusing, woo boy!! hyperfocused? will forget to eat. guaranteed. Animals, specific historical concepts, Life Sciences (i also hc her as being interested in neurology as it relates to Animals and their speech capabilities)

- most of the time, pretty hyperverbal (this isn’t even really a headcanon there’s literally a line in the musical about it lmao) but will absolutely just. stop talking when overstimulated. like that’s the first thing to go.

- LOTS of things to say but not the best volume control. her voice is naturally low/reasonably quiet but when she’s on a roll it’s either super mumbly or just a constant stream of slightly-too-loud words

- FUCK loud noises. all my homies hate loud noises. this is the second-most project-y one and i don’t even care. emerald city and the wizard? pure fucking sensory hell but adrenaline is a hell of a drug and also she’s Very Bad at, ya know. taking care of herself/leaving painful situations b/c she’s been taught that she deserves it :,) glinda is ABSOLUTELY her rock in there though. sometimes you gotta do it for the homies.

- good luck becoming trusted enough to hug her but in reality she’s fucking touch-starved and god does she need a hug. this probably counts as pressure stimming now that i think about it.

- oh yeah heavy boots too. and the cape, to feel something on her shoulders. and The Hat, once she gets it. pressure, pressure, blocks some bright lights in that order.

- did i say she chews on things? yeah but i’m gonna say it again because this is practically canon as well

- WE’RE ENDING ON A WHOLESOME ONE. she thinks there’s not a lot to be happy about (curse you gregory maguire) but she absolutely happy stims this is NOT up for debate. lots of fuckin uhhh arm movements? like it’s obvious she’s trying Not to Do That (fuck you frex, you piece of shit) but she does open up eventually :,)

[slasherscream]

Stumacherstan bb Can I uhhh get aaaa uhhhh Tatum Riley x masc who spoils her uwu

A/N: i'm gonna fill up this entire god forsaken site with nothing but tatum riley imagines or my name isn't dumb bitch mcgee 

     tatum riley + masc!reader that spoils her

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You see her for the first time and just know .... you know this girl is gonna be your wiFE. You don't know what you have to do to get her but you're gonna do it god dammit-

And so the incredible wooing of Tatum Riley begins. 

You start small. You don't want to come on too strong at first and seem creepy. 

It is taking every ounce of control in your body to stay chill and lowkey. All you wanna do is take care of this woman-

Your friends think it's fucking hilarious and laugh at you. All of Tatum's friends think you're very sweet. She's a popular girl so there are plenty of guys after her but none that they all like so much as you. Sidney is your #1 fan. 

The small stuff? Always saying hi to her when you pass her by anywhere even if it'll make you late to something. You ask her how's it going and she actually starts telling you about her day? You've stopped dead in your tracks to listen to her. Yes, you have been super late to class because of this. No, you did not care.

You dutifully and happily carry anything and everything for her. Her books? Snatched. Backpack? Snatched. Heavy box she was helping Sidney with? Snatched.

Guys that don't wanna hold their girls purses in public are cowards and you're no fucking coward. You've never seen a teenage boy smile so much while getting handed a purse. 

Honestly at some point she doesn't even move to pick things up/grab her stuff when she's leaving because she knows you're right there and ready to go. It's the greatest honor.

Was having a sleepover one time and the girls all started joking about how whipped you were without the two of you even dating yet.

Tatum         somehow a little in denial was like "oh he's just super nice. he doesn't like me that much."

Sidney took her phone and texted you as Tatum asking if you could bring them snacks because she forgot to pick them up and she didn't want everyone to be mad at her.

You were there in thirty minutes flat with two pizzas under your arms, ice cream galore, and all the soda and candy you could carry. 

Tatum's jaw? Dropped. The next day at school she wraps her arms around you and tells you that you're her boyfriend now. Yes fucking ma'am.

Once boyfriend status is achieved you never look back at playing it cool. 

That cute thing that boys do where they hold their girlfriend's hand and help her balance along those little ledges on the sidewalk? Check, y'all cute motherfuckers do that. She loves the especially high ones that she can't get on alone because you always grab her waist and help her up them super carefully. You treat her like the princess she is and she's just eating it up. 

The standards for being a good boyfriend in high-school are dirt poor tbh so the fact that you don't pressure her into doing anything she doesn't want to is a lot for her already. 

All the other girls are jealous because their boyfriends are only nice to them on valentine's day. Tatum gets valentine's day every fucking day with you. Most popular girl in school also gets the nicest, most attentive boyfriend? No fucking fair. 

Always looking out for her and her friends at parties. Protective and sweet boyfriend who does drink runs for all the girls and they all trust you because you're Tatum's boy? Yeah. 

She puffs up like a peacock whenever she's talking about you or she asks you to do something in front of her friends and you do it no hesitation. The fact that you don't switch it up and act tough in front of your friends is also fucking great. You don't even go into verbal denial in response to all the teasing you get. 

"Awww man you're so fucking whipped!" and you just look over at her with the softest grin and say you sure are. Her face lights up like a Christmas tree! Babe stop it already- 

This is literally the two of you. You two are the "oh well take my jacket" couple and everyone else at your school is the other one.

She brings you home to meet her Mom and brother. That's how much she loves you and hopes/knows you're gonna be around long-term. Y'all have a sit down dinner together and you're so sweet the whole time and clearly nervous. Eventually though you just fall back onto your usual pattern of doting on Tatum and that instantly wins over her family. Where did you find this guy- 

Six month anniversary? Tatum wouldn't be expecting to do anything. To be honest she wasn't keeping track like that. Loses her mind when she gets to her locker and sees it covered iN HANDMADE/CUT OUT HEARTS AND SHIT. There's balloons! And a cute pink bear! When she squeezes it, it goes "I love you, Tatum!" because it's got a recorded message on it. She starts jumping up and down in the hallway squealing and it's adorable. 

On her birthday just to tease her you literally put your jacket over a puddle for her and she couldn't speak for ten minutes because she was so flattered. She pretended to roll her eyes and shit but she was red as a tomato with pleasure. 

Everyone thinks you're the dumb sucker following around a girl who is probably gonna ditch you after high school but y'all are actually the couple who show up at the high-school reunion in twenty years and flex by still being in love with each other the exact same way. Honestly? Fuck off you two. 

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[janethepegasus]

BMC Miraculous Ladybug AU RP Thing: RPG

An RP me and @pika-ace did relating to the BMC Miraculous Ladybug AU, where our main seven go through an RPG world thanks to an akuma named Queen Alexia.

(The main seven enter an empty warehouse, looking around for the Akuma) Leo: Okay, that weird queen lady has GOT to be here somewhere! (They look around until Owl spots a TV with an NES sitting on a box)

Owl: What's this? Hound: Ooooh retro!

(They approach the TV and it turned on by itself)

Leo: Ooooh. :o

(It showed static at first, but then it showed a title screen for an RPG game called "Miraculous Quest")

Swan: A game? Hound: I like the sound of this already :3c

(Suddenly, two hands emerge out of the screen and grabs the main seven)

Dasher: AHH!! Leo: Holy shit we're being Jumanji'd!!!

(The hands dragged them and into the TV) (Then there was a bright flash of light) (A couple of seconds later, the main seven, who are now their normal selves, stir) Jeremy: Owwww.....

Michael: Aw man...ow... Eric: *winces* Everyone alright?

Post: Yeah...!

Jordan: Shit...we changed back...? Why?

???: Because you're in my RPG game of course! :3

(They all look up to see the akuma, standing on a large rock over them)

Queen Alexia: And you seven are gonna go through the WHOLE thing! From beginning to end! >:3

Jeremy: Holy shit, we actually WERE Jumanji'd!

Queen Alexia: Well, not “Jumanji’d” but rather....you all became an RPG class! (They look over themselves and saw that Jeremy is a Fighter, Michael is an Archer, Eric is a Mage, Jordan is a Knight, Post is a healer, Lin is a Rouge/Thief, and Joe is a Mage)

Michael: ...I am strangely excited about this 8)c

Jeremy: Me too! 8)c

Jordan: *looks at his armor* I don't think we covered this during our game nights...

Post: I-I'm a healer...? M-Makes sense... :/

Joe: *to Eric* It seems you and I are...spell casters?

Eric: *to Joe* Seems like it...

Lin: I'm digging this hood and the black...I feel very edgy

Michael: But don't get TOO edgy Lin! X3c Queen Alexia: AAAAANYWAY, now that you all saw that you're in your RPG classes, let me explain a few rules...

Jeremy: Oh, I am READY for this! :D Michael: Same; I am ON BOARD!

Queen Alexia: First off, your Miraculous, they're not taken, yet, but you cannot use them at a lower level, you have to unlock the ability at a certain level! Wanna take a few guesses on what Level you unlock it? :3c

Post: uhh...10?

Queen Alexia: Nope! 35! :3c

Michael: WHAT?! D:< Jeremy: That's BS! >:(

Queen Alexia: Hey! I can't have rookie players in my game gain access to a powerful ability from the start! It would make things too easy! >:(

(Jeremy and Michael groan)

Queen Alexia: Second, you all have three lives! If you run out of HP, you loose a life! But if you loose all three lives, then you'll die both in game and in real life! >:)

(Everyone tenses) Post: Oh god...we've been sword art online'd too?!

Queen Alexia: Well not quite but, it'll seem that way if you loose your last life! ;)

Lin: In hindsight, we kinda asked for this when we asked Raven Claw to up his game...

Joe: Yes, now we ALL have to pay the price...

Queen Alexia: Also, all of you start at Level 1! So if you wanna beat the final boss, you gotta farm those EXP from battles! >:3

Michael: Oh, lovely >:(

Queen Alexia: Good luck! >:3 *disappears*

Jeremy: Welp, looks like we get to live the DnD cartoon

Post and Jordan: The what? :/c

Michael: The old cartoon based on Dungeons and Dragons.

Post: .....Never heard of it. :/c

Jeremy: We'll educate you later; right now, we better build up our EXP

Michael: Yeah! >:)

Eric: And how exactly do we do that? Jeremy: Beat the shit out of enemies of course!

Michael: Yeah! Beat em up and gain EXP! That's basically what makes an RPG.....an RPG!

Jordan: *looks completely lost* Uhhhh... Michael: You’ll get the hang of it

Joe: Well then, shall we start our quest? :)

Post: Y-Yeah! Jeremy: Onward!

(They begin their journey through the RPG land)

(Jeremy and Michael take the lead, being more experienced in RPGs)

(While the others are behind them) (After a couple of minutes, they encountered their first monster)

Jeremy: Ooooh boy, here we go!! Let's see what we can do!

(They get into position to fight)

Jordan: So how does this work exactly?! Michael: Just attack, like we usually do in the real world, dad, it's not hard!

Lin: Sooo....beat it up until it’s dead? :/c

Jeremy: Exactly!

Joe: Alright then, it may take some time to learn our new powers but we’ll manage!

Michael: I'll go first; my thing is pretty straight forward *gets his bow and arrows* Though I wish we took archery in gym class...

(He aims his arrow and releases it towards the monster)

(The arrow hits and the monster staggers a bit)

Michael: Woo! Did it on the first try! :D

Jeremy: Okay, I'll go next; I'm a fighter, soooo I guess I'll just punch him

(He approaches the monster and punches it)

(The monster staggers and Jeremy again and Jeremy leaps back to his position) Post: Heh, this is pretty easy! Jeremy: Well this IS a level one monster

Michael: Yeah, cause if we go into the later levels, they’ll get harder to beat!

Post: I'll go next but...I'm a Healer. Can I even attack?

Michael: Eeeeeehhhhh......kinda? :/

Jeremy: Give it a try, just...don't heal him

Post: O-Okay... (Post walks up to the monster and hits it with the stick end of his healing staff)

(The monster staggers again) Michael: There ya go!

Post: Yay! :D

Eric: Um, is there a reason this thing isn't fighting back? Jeremy: We all gotta take turns; once we all go, then he can go

Eric: .....Are you serious? -_-

Jeremy: Yep, that's how it works; be glad we're not in an MMO or else it'd be a free for all

Michael: Yeah!

Jordan: What the hell is an MMO?????! Michael: Later, dad, it's your turn, slash the monster or something!

Jordan: A-Alright then!

(Jordan gets out his sword and slashes at the monster)

(The monster staggers again, looking like it was gonna faint)

Jeremy: Almost there! Who's gonna take the finishing blow?

Joe: I will!

Joe: Now, if I'm a Mage then I suppose I can just... (He forms a spell in his hands and fires it at the monster)

(The monster falls and is defeated)

Michael: Woo! Victory!

Jeremy: Yeah!! :D

Post: So have we leveled up now? Michael: Oh, if only it were that easy

Post: Huh?

Jeremy: It takes a LOT of EXP to level up, and beating one monster isn't gonna be enough; we gotta beat up more.

Eric: .....Are you fucking serious? >:/

Michael: 'Fraid so, man.

(Eric sighs in annoyance)

Jeremy: Speaking of, we should probably look for GROUPS of monsters to fight to speed things up; Eric probably got barely any EXP since he didn't get to attack

Michael: Yeah, if we wanna best the final boss TOGETHER, we gotta be strong enough to both survive and win this thing!

Jordan: This is too much for my brain to handle...

Lin: You’ll get the hang of it eventually Tank! ;)

(They head on their way, fighting as many monsters as they can)

(They spent an hour or so fighting monsters and leveling up) (When they got to the entrance of a forest level, they were suddenly approached by a man in a long cloak) Magic Seller: Hello weary travelers!

Jeremy: Uh, hey

Magic Seller: Would you care to buy *quickly pulls out a potion* some of these??? :3c

Michael: *squints* What does it do?

Magic Seller: It makes you go fast *pause* Like Sonic the Bloody Hedgehog

Jeremy: Oh well in that case :D

(Jeremy takes the magic potion from the magic seller’s hands)

Eric: Are you sure about this? Michael: This is part of the game dude; you gotta get potions and junk

Jeremy: Yeah!

(They buy a few more potions)

Michael: Thanks for the potions man! :D Magic Seller: Ya welcome kid!

(They head on their way through the forest)

(They fought a few monsters as they went but all of the sudden, they felt the ground shake a little)

Jordan: What's that?!

(The shaking fades out and comes back, as if something big and heavy was coming towards them)

Jeremy: If Jurassic Park has taught us anything...that can't be a good sign...

(The stomping becomes louder and louder until a giant moving tree with large arms and a face comes into view)

Michael: Ooooh...goooood...

(The giant tree monster looks at them and roars loudly, then it starts charging towards them)

Joe: MOVE!!

(They run as fast as they can to get away from the tree monster)

(The monster chases them for a while, until it reaches out with one of its branches and grabs Eric)

Jordan: PEACH!!

(Everyone skids to a halt; Eric struggles and tries hitting it with magic, but they barely do anything, and the monster keeps his tight grip on him)

(Eric screams in pain as the monster tightens his hold on him)

(The monster roars and starts stomping away with Eric) Jeremy: Get back here, Treebeard!!

(They chase after the tree monster)

Post: Why aren't we doing the usual thing where it stays still and fights us?! Michael: This must be a cutscene or something!!

Jordan: A What?!

Jeremy: You know, like when those video scenes play in other games to move the story!

Jordan: *blinks* Oh, right.

Michael: Yeah; this must be a boss if he's getting a cutscene!

Lin: Then let’s follow him and beat that guy! >:)

Jordan: No need to tell me twice! >:(

(They chase after the monster)

(They eventually reach a forest clearing; the monster is waiting, and Eric is dangling from another tree, tied up with tree roots)

Jordan: Will!

Eric: Jordan!

(The monster roars at the six, getting ready for battle)

Post: Okay, NOW it's doing the thing.. Michael: Be careful, this is a boss, he's gonna be tough!

Jeremy: Yeah!

(They start fighting)

janethepegasus (They gave it all they got on their turn, while they try to dodge the monster’s attacks on its turn. This goes on for a couple of rounds) (Eventually, they were still holding on but Jordan had it rough, he was just a couple HP points away from losing his first life)

Eric: Jordan! Jeremy: Post, can you heal him on your next turn? Post: I....I don't have enough magic!!

Jeremy: Crap! He’s gonna loose his first life if he gets hit!

Michael: I...I guess we just hope the monster decides to hit one of us instead

Jeremy: I hope...

(They finish their turns and the monster takes its turn to attack)

(It raises its large arms and slams them down at Jordan)

Eric: NO!!!!

(It lands and the monster picks up Jordan, and then it throws him straight into the ground) (When Jordan landed, he looked like a bloody mess)

Eric: *struggling while tearing up* JORDAN!!! Michael: Holy fuck...!

(The monster finishes it’s turn and now it was their turn to attack)

Eric: *nearly crying* No...no, Jordan...! Joe: *angrily* You BASTARD!! (They take their turns, hitting the monster with their strongest attacks)

(Once their attacks hit on their turn, they managed to defeat the tree monster)

(The roots around Eric disappear and he falls to the ground, and everyone looks at Jordan's remains)

Jeremy: Holy fuck... (Eric manages to get up and race towards Jordan)

(Eric kneels next to him, tears falling and his hands shaking) Eric: Oh god...Jordan...no...please, please no...!

(Eric bursts into tears as he’s next to Jordan)

(Everyone else tears up at the sight, when Jordan's body starts to disappear)

Eric: *sobbing* No..! No no no no, please...Jordan...DON’T LEAVE ME!!!

(Jordan's body vanishes and a spotlight shines down from the sky; a few seconds later, Jordan is literally dropped right back into the world, falling on his face) Everyone: HUH?! Jordan: OW! FUCK, that hurt!!

Eric: *looks up* Jordan?!

(Jordan gets onto all fours and looks around at the scene) Jordan: Huh? Did we win?

Jeremy: Uhh....yeah we did.

Jordan: Oh... *sees everyone looking shocked* Uh, did I miss something? Eric: JORDAN!! *runs over and just about tackles him, tears running down his face*

Jordan: Woah! You okay there Peach?

Eric: You're alive...oh thank GOD you're alive!!

Jordan: Wh-What?? D-Did....Did I die?!

Michael: Y-Yeah...that tree just about made fertilizer out of you... Eric: I thought I'd lost you, I...god I was so scared, Jordan...!

Jordan: Oh Will.... *hugs Eric*

Post: But, how did you...oh...right...I forgot...

Lin: Oh yeah, the lifes thing....riiiiiight...

Michael: Wow...guess the adrenaline made us forget...

Jeremy: Yeah....

Joe: So that means Jordan has two lives left; now I see that we have to save as many as possible; three lives isn't a lot

Jeremy: Yeah, cause if we lost all three, we’re dead, like....for real.

Michael: And that was only the first boss...oh boy...

Post: Yeah...

(Eric and Jordan stand up, Eric still clinging to Jordan)

Jordan: You gonna be okay Peach...?

Eric: I...I think so...

Jordan: *wipes Eric's tears* Good...

Eric: Just...stay alive...please...

Jordan: I will, promise...

(Jordan kisses him on the forehead)

(Eric smiles)

Joe: Well then...shall we continue? Lin: Yeah, let's get out of this place...

(They walk forward and continue on their journey)

(They travel through many levels, slowly getting stronger as they go, but still having quite a few close calls as the fights get tougher)

(During one fight against a tough monster, Joe and Lin were trying their best not to get hit again, as they didn't want to loose their remaining HP with one hit)

Michael: Get ready!! (The monster roars and attacks Joe, and he falls down dead)

Everyone: JOE!!!!

Jordan: DAMMIT!! (They take their turns and attack as hard as they can, trying to end the fight quickly)

(As soon as the monster disappears, everyone rushes over to Joe)

Post: Dad!! Oh god dad, no!

Eric: Joe.....

(Joe's body disappears and he's then dropped back into the world)

(He falls on his back)

(Joe slowly gets up and looks around) Joe: Well, that was a bizarre experience... Post: DAD!

(Post hugs Joe tightly)

Lin: Well we made it THIS far without anyone losing a life; I'd call that progress

Jeremy: Yeah; hopefully we reach the final boss pretty soon...

Michael: What level are we on now? I think I've kinda been losing track, I think we're...in the twenties?

Joe: I believe so...

Eric: I guess we'll just have to keep going until the akuma tells us to stop

Jeremy: Yeah, pretty much.

(They get up and keep on going)

(They kept on going, fighting a lot of monsters as they went, getting stronger and managing to keep their lives. Until finally, the main seven reached Level 35, where they unlocked the ability to use their Miraculous)

Eric: FINALLY!!

Jeremy: Yeah! It took us a couple of hours just to get there!

Michael: Oh this'll make fighting WAY more fun! >:3

Lin: Hell yeah! >:3

Post: Onward! To the next fight! >:3

(They move on forward)

(They keep climbing the levels, their Miraculous abilities helping immensely in fights)

(Eventually, after many battles against monsters and bosses, they finally reached the final level, standing in front of the gates of a large castle)

Jordan: Oh thank god it's almost over... Eric: How are we doing on lives?

Jordan, Joe, and Lin: Two Michael and Jeremy: We got three!

Jeremy: How about you, Post?

Post: Um....I-I-I....i got one left.... :(

Michael: Oh fuck... Jordan: And...Will? How about you?

Eric: Two.

Jeremy: Okay...okay, so we just gotta watch Post's health more than anything

Michael: We don't wanna loose our precious baby! XS

Post: 'M not a baby... >:(

Jeremy: You are in our eyes! Michael: You precious cinnamon roll!

Joe: They're not wrong, son ;)

Post: T-True...

Jordan: Welp...let's go de-throne this Queen

Michael: Hell yeah, let's do this!

(They enter the final level and start slowly working their way up)

(Eventually, they managed to make their way to the top, where Queen Alexia is sitting on her throne)

Alexia: You finally made it...and with your whole party! Impressive!

Jeremy: Yeah, it was hard, but we fucking made it!

Michael: And now we're taking you down!! Alexia: Figures, the ones will ALL their lives are the ones running the show; you two have CLEARLY played RPGs before

Jeremy: Well DUH! >:(

Michael: Also, dropping our rookie friends into this with semi-perma-death? Not cool, lady! >:(

Queen Alexia: It's an RPG, they should've known better! ;)

Jeremy: Not everyone's a fan of RPGs, lady!! Michael: And not everyone are gamers!! Some people don't even know what RPGs are!!

Queen Alexia: *scoffs* Whatever. Anyway, you get the face the final boss to this game, me! So get ready cause i won't hold anything back! >:)

(They get into position and the fight begins)

(Both sides gave it all they got, landing powerful attacks) (However, during Alexia's turn, she tries a powerful attack at Jordan) (It hits and he's knocked out)

Eric: JORDAN!! Jeremy: It's okay, he's still got a little health left and two lives!

(Jordan struggles to get up)

Michael: Post! Give her a status spell! Stun her so we can get some extra hits in!

Post: O-Okay!

(Post hits Alexia with a stunning spell and she can't move for two turns)

Jeremy: Alright! Now we can get our extra hit! >:)

Jeremy: Don't hit her with the ultra big ones yet, we gotta save magic energy!

Eric: Right!

(They all hit her with decently powerful attacks and get a good chunk of her health down to almost red)

Michael: Almost there!

Jeremy: Alright, Post, you heal the party including yourself in case this somehow goes wrong! Michael: Everyone else, time for the big guns!

Lin: Hell yeah, let's do this! >:)

(They all use their Miraculous abilities and use their biggest spells and Alexia's health drops to zero)

All: YEAH!!!

(Alexia falls over and their levels skyrocket due to all the EXP) Michael: Ahhh that's the best feeling in the world! X3c

Jeremy: Hell yeah it does! X3c

(Eric walks up to Alexia's fallen form and gets her akuma) Eric: That was QUITE the payoff, I must say

Jordan: Yeah, it was rough going through the whole thing, but we did it!

Joe: That was a VERY satisfying journey...and I think we owe it all to you, Jeremy and Michael. Without your leadership and expertise...I don't think any of us would have made it out

Post: Yeah... Lin: Thanks for your knowledge of the genre Mikey! <3

Jordan: I didn't think you had in ya; you two may not know it, but you're born leaders

(Jeremy and Michael blush) Jeremy: Thanks guys

Michael: Never thought we'd be leading the victory charge through a giant RPG

Jeremy: Me neither. Yet here we are.

Eric: Perhaps during our next game night...we could play more RPGs, just without the threat of dying

Joe: Yes, i'm a bit interested in seeing more RPG worlds and see what they have in store for all of us.

Post: And working together like that was a lot of fun!

Lin: It was! <3

Jeremy: Hell yeah, that'd be awesome! Michael: It's a deal!

Jeremy: Next game night, more RPGs! <3

Michael: Yeah! Now let's get the hell out of here!

Eric: Right!

(Eric breaks the akuma and purifies it, and they're back in the warehouse)

Post: We're back! :D

Joe: Thank goodness

Michael: Yeah...

Jeremy: C'mon Michael; let's go home and try to narrow down which RPG we'll play first at the next game night! :Dc

Michael: Yeah! We gotta pick a GOOD one to play! :Dc

Eric: We're looking forward to it :)

Jeremy: Great! <3