#also combat boots for this judas

[sinnerzforsaintz]

Totally straight Arackniss things: Appear on stage in leather jacket and jeans on a Harley at a Queen tribute concert!

//Fun fact! Motorcycle gangs were very common among gay men so they could get together and still seem totally hetero in the I believe 50s xD

It was hard for gays to get together in groups and they were considered degenerates and what not and because motorcycles were considered very straight though equally terrible, they had an easier time hiding that they were in a gay club while riding motorcycles

Arackniss picking up that same mindset is very amusing to me and I also just want to draw him as a leather daddy (that's just for me personally but I will share it with you all too lmfao)

[is-the-battlemech-cool-or-not]

What is the hardest, most horrific battle you have participated in Star Captain?

- Star Commander Hannah Lewis

Hardest? The ilClan Trial, for certain. The fiercest combat ever seen between two Clans, nonstop for three days. And at the end? The Clans gained Terra, yes, but the ilKhan stupidly made enemies in the process. Seeing the feed of him handing the Wolf's Dragoons leader those 30 pieces of silver, declaring them no better than Judas, and simply as a tool to be used...

Well, this old bird nearly leaped out of her hospital bed to challenge to a Trial of Grievance right then and there. Damn the broken ribs and bruises from the Trial, that was... Cold, and uncalled for. The first thing I did with my newfound Order of the Star privilege, to air out my opinions to the First Lord directly? Well, I believe the Fidelis may have the recording, if you can contact @starcolonelkatrinamoon. It is glorious.

To any Wolf's Dragoons that may see this, know that I counted many of your unit among my friends for years.

But enough of that. Your question had a second part. The most horrific battle I have ever seen... was also on Terra. 3081. The Word of Blake's final stand. I remember deploying with the Fusiliers to northwestern Germany. We were tasked with assisting in taking Frankfurt. The Blakist troops, their Militia, had... Gone mad. Nearly feral, it seemed. They deliberately targeted civilians during the combat, with Inferno weapons, flamers, plasma cannons, machine guns, feet, tracks, boots and fists. They almost didn't even care we were there, they were focused on their depravities towards the civilians of Frankfurt.

After the battle, after the last Blakists had surrendered, one of our number asked why the city seemed so quiet. No one had an answer at the time.

It was two days later we found the graves. They'd put them in subway stations, in basements, underneath parking lots, and in the public parks.

The Word had, over the course of the battle on Terra, seemingly from the first minute an enemy JumpShip jumped into the system, had started killing the civilians of Hamburg. I do not know the exact count. I do not know if anyone ever will. But Hamburg had a pre-invasion population of roughly 7.5 million. The last estimate I saw for the amount of recovered civilian bodies was 5 million.

The Blakists did not survive that night.

[droningmachinations]

MrHacker: A Droning Machinations Special Episode

Written By Joseph M.

Prologue: Paragraphs From The Book of the Stone of Jesus

So then God cast down upon the Earth an emerald within an orb, so that he who believes in God may be gifted deserved power.

Hail and praise God, for He in his greatness sent us not only the Son of God, but knowing the unending love of His and the Son of God, He sent forth an emerald to give the deserving power.

There was a man named Jesus. Then, there was a man named Jesus picking the strings on a bass guitar in front of a large crowd, search lights flashing and slashing open the clouds; there was a Jesus with a gun and a brown leather jacket walking through neon streets with a golden halo over his head; there was a multiverse of Jesuses and men that bore a spitting resemblance to the Lord.

One of them was the Christ if he had grown up in the modern day and age, dressed up in a Batman costume painted white with a gold belt, a black bat with a yellow oval for the emblem, and ran out into the grimy alleys of Gloryham to spread love and mercy, and help give criminals a second chance.

He was perching over a skyscraper, hunched over like an eagle atop beams of silvery steel with thin slices of glass, his golden cape flying away from him in the wind. He watched over the city with the unblinking, vigilant stare of an owl, keeping an eye over even the most petty criminals, swooping down from the treetops of concrete and brick and mortar, steel and windows and sunroof gardens to break up fights between criminals and intervene in drug rings.

His biggest archnemesis was a horned, white-pelted madman with Judas' blood smeared across his parched lips, and a green plump tuft of mane growing out from his wilted face. He was burly, his muscles practically grew out of his own dry and flabby flesh, bones ripping out of his skin. When he opened his mouth, the screams of the eternally damned ripped apart his lungs, trapped souls trying to escape the depths of Hades from which the beast crawled out of.

This monster was Satan, and in the world with Bat-Jesus he started a weapons ring, selling bombs to buyers under the alias: "Beselub." Today, he was ordering his human henchmen at the docks to ship out several crates worth of the white powder to buyers who were planning. He didn't have any use for money, but he loved watching stuff blow up.

As the men marched off, they noticed a cowled, caped figure moving above them, leaping across shipping crates, the slippery noise of leather boots running across corrugated steel echoing off the walls of cargo containers. It was a figure in white and gold, one with the shape and form of an elusive bat that could spread its wings and fly or simply crawl and prowl the woods. This was Bat-Jesus, the Holy Batman of Gloryham.

Bat-Jesus leapt down in front of the goons. Guns drew. Bat-Jesus whipped out a Bat-Grappler and fired it, the hook slipping onto the roof of a red shipping container. Bat-Jesus kicked both of the cronies in the face, landed on the other side, and punched them with two Bat-clenched, Bat-gloved knuckles.

This was Bat-Jesus, The Son of God of Gloryham. Two more cronies approached, but he knocked them out as well. Punch, slam, blam!

Three more goons. Kaboom! Whamo!

Bat-Jesus smiled and removed his cowl, his black hair fluttering over his olive skin as a choir of divine angels descended down upon him, singing, "Satan has been banished back to the dimension of Asylum Hades, praise be to Jesus Christ!" Merely engaging the malevolent mortal maldoers in direct mano a mano combat was enough to scare the head-of-the-operation and weaver-of-untruths away.

While Bat-Jesus protected Gloryham, in a bustling world of neon nightclubs and stripper clubs there was a Cyberpunk Jesus. There was also an animated Jesus from a spurratic world of colors, one with sharp black lines on his body; glimmering and wide, expressive eyes that resembled the ones on the faces of anime characters. There was also a Jesus riffing a quartz white bass guitar.

Steel Jesus. Butterfly Jesus. Fish Jesus. Jesus was a Son of God, and God was everything pure and good; therefore, Jesus accepted the form of all that was good and pure. He inherited a passionate love for superheroes in the world where he became Bat-Jesus, watching Batman cartoons and reading Batman comics.

Tiger Jesus was on the crucifix. His orange and black pelt quivered as he roared, as if each individual fur had a mind of its own. Metal nails driven into his fur elicited his roars, steel bolts driven into his talons, into his hind legs. He screeched in pain, letting out a groan so disturbing it caused even the tough hearts of Caesar's Romans to break when they saw the sight and heard the sounds.

On the third day after his death, Tiger Jesus' eyes burst open. He felt two nails chewing through his wilted, graying hands. The steel gnawing through both of his ankles, sending waves of pain up his spine, the pain receptors in his brain overreacting, the cells and atoms and the science in his mind tried to shut his body down. He fell from the cross, shouting, "Father, I was meant to fulfill my prophecy and perish on the cross, then ascend into Heaven today!"

A great voice decreed from the heavens, "You still have a purpose here on Earth. You shall serve, great tiger, my Son. And, You shall serve to help a ten, a ten of whom I shall reveal to You over time, whose battles include taking down terrors humanity has not yet faced in this world. I am very pleased with You, and I have foreseen that You will be of great aid to the ten's mission."

Tiger Jesus crawled back into Jerusalem, his claws dragging against the desert dunes; it was like four forks being run into the sand kicking up debris, scraping up pebbles and gathering dust. He let out a soft, weak purr that was as quiet as bushes rustling.

The Virgin Mary found Him and nursed Him back to health, applying light layers of skin ointments and gels. Akin to a freezing lagoon, Tiger Jesus' wounds were sealed by the most cold, cunning and merciless healer known to the cosmos: time.

He ventured out of the Virgin Mary's home and back into Jerusalem, as I watched from a distance.

Yvarg was here too. And coolguy80101. And antienjoys (Joseph Swaney, they/them.)

Epilogue: Final Line From The Book of the Stone of Jesus

And so God created the Jesus Stone, and with it, God–who is all, and Jesus is a part of God–gave the Jesus Stone the love of three Persons in One.

[circusbythesea]

jérôme pradon as judas redesign (just him with more spikes)

i watched the 2000 film, and i- every time i see youtube clips show up on my youtube recommendations i start sobbing 

[fairysealmother]

Hi my name is Dante Alighieri and I'm from XII Century Italy (that's how I got my name) from the city of Florence where I'm famous as a writer poet and philosopher known by everybody and Victor Hugo says I'm a genius (AN: if u don't know who he is get da hell out of here!). I'm not related to Virgil but I wish I was because he's a major fucking hottie. I'm a vampire but my teeth are straight and white. I have lightly tan skin. I'm also a hero, and I go to a place called Hell in the center of the earth where I'm exploring the 9th circle (Virgil took me there). I'm a goth (in case you couldn't tell) and I wear mostly black. I love Hot Topic and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a black corset with matching lace around it and a black leather miniskirt, pink fishnets and black combat boots. I was wearing black lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner and red eye shadow. I was walking around the 9th circle. It was snowing and raining and also in the center of the earth so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. Judas, Brutus, and Cassius stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.

[livingthe24framelife]

Headcanons For (Next) Next Gen Skyverse Fankids

Vera the Activist (Sky x Angel):

Inspired by her father, Vera hopes to use her status as a royal to fight for equality and monster rights. Especially for the spider people. She's tough, but very intelligent. Although she's not as into the whole multiverse thing as much as Sky, she still likes going to the crystal cave to see her interdimentional siblings. In recent years, Vera has also found a new hobby: inventing. While not good as a certain other sibling, she has made a few little robots and gadgets, such as her pet spider-bot Ruby.

Erick and Zara (Judas x Nora):

Erick-Friendly guy that wants to be a healer like Nora. He's also gay and has his family's full support.

Zara-Although Vera is friends with her and her brother, she's closer to Zara due to both of them being quite sassy and sarcastic. She also appears to have gotten Judas’ tentacle arm, which Erick is helping her with.

Petunia, Antonio and Ren (Fae x Mason):

Petunia-Sweet girl who loves gardening with her dad.

Antonio-Mysterious, quiet boy that keeps to himself.

Ren-Rambunctious little guy. Loves animals.

(They're all babysat by Erick, Zara, and/or Vera)

Alec (Damien x Melanie):

Cheerful nerdy boy that loves jumping between the two worlds his parents are from and unlike Vera, picks apart every detail about his folks' respective universes and the multiverse in general. He's also pan and tends to act extremely awkward around his crushes.

Cressida the Ice Queen and Orion the Protector (Luna x Ashton):

Cressida-Like her mom, Cressida takes her duties incredibly seriously. She's got a great relationship with her brother Orion and is very protective of him. She'll put anyone who messes with him on ice-literally. She's also close with her wolf-goat Flurry.

Orion-As it is with many siblings, Orion is the opposite of his sister. He's not that good at combat and can be a bit of a scaredy cat. But he is working on the combat part with Ashton, with whom he has an adorable relationship with. As he ages, he starts to adopt more of an emo personality like his father.

Terra (Stefan x Hana)

Cressida's best friend who balences out the princess' fighting spirit with her calm demenor. Has a great sense of fashion to boot and bonds with Stefan over their love of travelling, though Terra prefers the ocean over the land.

Solena the Super (Sage x Celeste):

Ever since she was little, Solena has been obsessed with Earth culture, specifically superheroes. She loves hearing stories about how her moms fought monsters and protected Mewni. Solena is very much looking forward to getting the wand so she can save the day like in her stories. But what she doesn't understand yet is that you don't need magic or even be a princeses to help people. (And yes, she's an MCU fan)

Venus the Pacifist (Miguel x Sunny):

Like Vera, Venus believes in equal rights for all. But unlike Vera, who doesn't mind getting into a scuffle or two, Venus sees diplomacy and negotiation as the better way. Despite this, she does realize that fighting back is occasionally necessary to defend yourself and/or others. You can usually find her practicing swordfighting with Miguel, working on controlling her Butterfly/Demon magic, or jamming to music with Sunny.

Titania the Scientist (Galexia x Lukas):

A mix of Lukas' interest in science and Lexi's quirky enthusiasm is what gave Titania the nickname "mad scientist." She's similar to Solena in that she's fascinated by Earth, but more for its technology than its pop culture. The budding inventor also seems to have inherated her mom's artistry, being able to draw unbelievably detailed design specs. Her future plans for Mewni are to have it one day be just as technologically advanced as Earth. While Titania is ambitious, she may still have a thing or two to learn about ethics. 

[might-be-judas]

Yo if you want us to make our minesonas punk you've gotta teach us what punk IS I have a feeling Google Images isn't the most reliable source..

alright i can do that i think!! strap in lads this might be a long one

Judas's guide to looking punk (or metal)!!!!!

Hats

They dont wear a lot of hats, that would get in the way of their epic hair. Maybe a headband/bandana, if you want

Metal and biker fashion are pretty similar so if it wont be an obstruction of your epic hair you could add a leather biker's cap

Hair

Hair!!!!!!

Punks often have the SICKEST hair!!! maybe spiked or a mohawk or a devilock. Dont be afraid that you're making it too spiky or long just look it up idk HOW they do that but they do

and colorful too!! either a fun bright color or dyed black

Metalhead hair more often either very long (for headbanging with of course!!!) or super short, probably not dyed.

Face

Lotsa piercings!!! eyeliner too! esp for punks but works for metalheads too

If you specifically want a black metal look, look up corpsepaint

Neck

chokers!! ESPECIALLY if they have spikes!! cool and punk

mormal necklaces good too esp for metal

bandanas, collars, and also ties work

might wear a chain if you want as well

Shirt

t-shirts, tank tops, button-ups or shirts with ripped sleeves

probably black and has a band logo on it or some general demonic imagery

plain white shirt is ok tho as well

Jacket

Any leather or denim jacket/vest, hoodie or flannel will do

but a big part of punk and metal is the BATTLE JACKET!!!!

Leather or denim jacket or vest

Meant to be covered in all sorts of patches and pins and buttons! Often one really big one on the back

Patches/pins/buttons may be of favorite bands, be political messages(more common to punk) and some pride flags if you'd like!

Also studs. pyramid studs and spikes can go anywhere on the jacket but are common on collars and shoulders. usually on leather jackets only but i dont see why you cant put some on a denim one too

Waist

belt. multiple belt. studded belt. many belt. belt on leg. belt on chest. belt.

Chains are fun too

Pants

Tight jeans, may be ripped and/or covered with patches

Leather pants, cargo pants, shorts, 'bondage pants' are all good

add some leggings if u want!

Shoes

Punks and metalheads love boots!!!!!

hhrgreggg combat boots

May or may not have laces, a zipper, buckles, whatever you want. or all of the above

Maybe add a spiked/studded boot strap or a chain

heels or giant platforms too if you want!!

but really, some sneakers are just fine too

Other accessories

You know you gotta have them bracelets

LOTS of bracelets if youd like

or maybe a big bracelet that covers the entire forearm

with spikes and studs!!!!

also studded armbands

and fingerless gloves!! maybe with a skeletal pattern or spikes on the knuckles?

rings also allowed

punks like safety pins. maybe their patches are attached with pins, or they used pins to hold together ripped clothes, or just stuck anywhere for the fun of it but safety pins.

Other random notes

black is the main color, of course, maybe some blue denim

but you might add an accent color to break up all the neutral colors

red very common accent, silver/white kindof a given too with all the studs

punks especially can get very colorful tho if you want! metal stays pretty neutral

Some examples real quick:

Punk can be pretty casual like on the left or really out there like on the right.

Punk and metal fashion is not exclusive to skinny white people go out and vibe!!!

What we really consider as punk was mostly a thing of the 80s so if you want some inspo you'll wanna look for punk 80s specifically

yeah thats my guide!!! i know i tryna be punk vibe all the time but i really am just some dork so this may not all be completely right and im not the punk police either so you dont have to follow this ok just tryna help a little anyway bye go punk yalls sonas now!!!!!!!!!

[wknc881]

How Metal has Influenced Fashion

I have seen a lot of E-boys and goth girls on TikTok recently and I can’t help but realize that they look so metal. But, some of them don’t even listen to metal. This got me thinking, how has metal influenced fashion?

The heavy metal fashion derived from the biker, rocker, and leather subcultures. Heavy metal fashion includes elements such as leather jackets; combat boots, studded belts, hi-top shoes, blue or black jeans, camouflage pants, and denim jackets that are sometimes decorated with pins and patches. Various bands have also helped contribute to the metal fashion, primarily Judas Priest. The lead singer, Rob Halford wears leather costumes on stage, and the rest of the band followed suit. Bands such as Iron Maiden soon followed, also. The use of modern military clothing was put to use in the Thrash metal scene with bands such as Metallica, Destruction, and Megadeth. This style was also used in the punk-metal and anti-fashion as well.

Here recently, I have noticed that the metal fashion has been used in modern-day fashion. Now, I am not saying that the metal scene owns this fashion, but I will argue that it has influenced what we see, today. For example, I have seen individuals wearing chokers, chains, fishnets, studs, leather, and heavier, darker makeup around. I do appreciate the style and versatility people have put on these outfits to make it their own.

There have been some debates as to whether or not individuals should wear band shirts of a band that they don’t know. As we can see in Pop Culture, celebrities have been spotted wearing band shirts (AC/DC, Slayer, Metallica, Iron Maiden, and Nirvana, etc). Primarily the “big name” bands. I have seen some artists (like Kanye West and Travis Scott) wear heavier band shirts such as Cattle Decapitation. For me, I do not mind if someone wears a band shirt that they don’t know. I am not going to gatekeep and ask them to name off songs from the band. To me, it is publicity for the band.

What trips me up is how some people will look completely “metal af” but have no idea about the metal culture and where there style has derived from. How can someone look like a badass goth girl and listen to Taylor Swift? I don’t know, but I love the fit!! Keep the ‘fits looking fresh!! I love it!!!

What has been your favorite fashion trend? For me, I love a good hoodie and denim jacket combo with a chain lock necklace. Total hardcore.

Stay Metal,

THE SAW

[the-pomegranate-cassock]

I was tagged by https://carriedon-awolfsback.tumblr.com/ to do 21 questions... Rules: Answer 21 questions and then tag 21 people you want to get to know better Nickname: Dix, Death, Dixie from the dead Zodiac: Gemini Height: 5'2 Last movie I saw: half of Horrible Bosses... (AGAIN) Last thing I Googled: "paranormal short story publishing" (oh, hush), before that, nekroticism's IG, & before that, "cassock cape", (it's a pellegrina!) Favorite musician: Our dear Too-BEE-us, & his myriad guises... Nikki Sixx, Freddie Mercury... Keith Richards. Song stuck in my head: Honestly? It's been "Dead Flowers" by either Gilby Clarke or the Stones since the latest Copia episode. Other blogs: None. I have an old MySpace that I won't shut down because it has like, 5 pictures from 10 years ago that my friend took. Do I get asks: Nope. Nobody really likes me, I guess. Following: 113 blogs (o noes!) Amount of sleep: Well, that depends. I usually just crash for a few hours, eventually. Lucky number: Eh. Don't really have one... I tend to like evens. What I’m wearing: Clothes. (Fluffy plush orange pants w/ black cats... Yes, they're supposed to be Halloween. :p) Dream job: Writing... for real, though. I've had the next "great American vampire novel" bouncing around in my head for over 20 years. Dream trip: Egypt. Rome. Japan. Favorite food: Pepperoni pizza. Add black olives, & I'll be your special friend. Play any instruments: Meat flute? Butt trumpet. No, not really. Languages: English, (American)... I've been told I sound disgustingly Southern. Go figure. I wasted 2 years of my high-school life on Latin, to sometimes get a question right on Jeopardy! Favorite songs: Oh, too many. Half of anything Tobias has recorded, "The Animal in Me"-Mötley, "When We Were Gods"-Sixx A.M., "A Touch of Evil"-Judas Priest, "Under Her Black Wings"-Danzig, "The Show Must Go On"-Queen, just about anything by The Doors, & the "Electric Warrior" album by T. Rex... "When You Don't See Me"-The Sisters of Mercy, "Mary Jane"- Megadeth Random fact: My eyes are burning. I've written 16 pages of smut, & can't decide whether to start posting them. (Well, it's not all smut... There's some prop-horror & my weird sideways humor.) Describe yourself as aesthetic things: Cluttered, dusty bookshelves... Votive candles... Rosaries... Plush blankets... Black satin... Combat boots... Dark red nails... Dead flowers. I’m also never going to be able to come up with 21 people so: https://dontlookatthesilverlights.tumblr.com/ http://just-here-for-copia.tumblr.com/ http://goreyguttz.tumblr.com/ https://nymphetamine-elf.tumblr.com/ https://bewitchedinmoonlight.tumblr.com/ https://ratsmacabre.tumblr.com/ https://banapis.tumblr.com/ https://pale-horse-named-death.tumblr.com/ http://typical-derse-dreamer.tumblr.com/ https://ghost-dumpster.tumblr.com/ http://ratg0d.tumblr.com/ Tags may not work... So, no pressure. ;)

[shadowxcetra]

Main Muse Info (FFVII)

Name: Eden Inbar

Many of the characters in the Final Fantasy Universe have unique names (such as Yazoo, Rude, and Cloud); I wanted to try to stick to that.  Her father gave her the name Eden, in hopes she would be as beautiful and bountiful in blessings, but he had no intentions in her falling into sin like those within the Garden. Eden is to represent the Garden of Eden in that sense. As the story progresses, Eden gradually becomes corrupted with the jealousy and the frustration in her struggle with her heritage and identity, she betrays the Planet and what she holds dear, thus resulting in her losing that spiritual light.

Not only she represents the fall of Eden, but her story is to illustrate Judas Iscariot, the disciple who committed betrayal out of greed. Ultimately, her story is to reveal that even the most faithful can fall. However, her story is to also show the radical power of forgiveness, how it can revive the dead spirit.

The last name, Inbar, means “Amber” in Hebrew. The amber eyes are a major characteristic of Eden. They are supposed to be inherited from her Cetran roots. From what I gathered, Ancients are known to have earthy traits; an example being Aerith’s green eyes and brown hair. Eden is given amber eyes not only because it is an earthy color, but it also represents her darker motivations. Amber is the color of sap that bleeds from wounded trees; when Eden betrays the Planet, she hurts all that is connected with it such as the people, animals, plants, and trees. Their blood stains her conscience.

Race: Cetra/Cosmo Canyon Native

Appearance: Eden stands about 5’ 3’’, and has medium tan skin from her mother and father. She is also considered underweight due to her subpar hunting skills. She is not always successful in catching food; and with the gritty, bleak world Final Fantasy VII is set in, many of the population were poor and couldn’t always afford necessities. Eden is one of those who struggle greatly.

She also has various scars from her hunts and battles. Three claw marks are seen on her left collarbone; three huge, jagged scars rip over her left rib cage and reach down her side. She also has scars from a bite wound on her right arm.

I based her appearance loosely on the Egyptian and Middle Eastern backgrounds. She bears the tattoos around her eyes and on her cheeks that are iconic of Egyptian relics, and wears three piercings on both ears (a golden ring, silver stud, and silver ring), the ivory fang gauge is seen only on her left ear. Two thin, silver lip rings are on her bottom lip.

There is also a tattoo on her left wrist, hidden beneath her arm covering. It is a small sun symbol with two eagle feathers. It’s to honor her late mother.

Each of the eight thin braids, each braid held together by a gold band. Her bangs are long, angled, messy, and jagged.

The choker she wears around her neck is hemp braided with a gun-metal, swirled tribal pendant that loosely resembles a beast’s paw. The dark satchel strapped to her hip often carries sleep materia and other small items she can manage to stuff in. She also has hazel eyes, to give an indication of her connection to the Planet. She also wears baggy, acid-stained jeans and furry boots.

From what I gathered from Cetra (Ancients) depicted from the Temple, they resonate with an appearance of those from Egypt and the surrounding area. I am aware that Aerith does not look as exotic (light skin tone, no eye markings) but I wanted to try to reflect what the Cetra ancestors may have looked, or intended to look.

Personality: Eden can be cunning, and she relies on this trait when facing a troubling situation; often choosing to stick to the shadows and tricks rather than facing someone head-on. Eden can’t stand the thought of losing control and is known to fight viciously and dirty when cornered. Preferring to be quiet and simply observe, she struggles with social interactions, especially first time meetings. She is paranoid towards others, thus she doesn’t trust easily. The woman is also victim to envy, as she can become very jealous towards those who are more skilled or more blessed than she is. She broods quietly instead of talking about her problems; and can seem dishonest, selfish, and stubborn.

However, towards those who grow close to her heart, she becomes protective and does her best to be dependable. The Ancient becomes more playful to those she loves and often becomes touchy-feely with them. She is rather insecure, due to her fear of the LifeStream and belief that she is cursed, and often looks towards intimacy as a means to help combat with her insecurities.

Parents:

Her father’s name is Cassiel, which is the name of the archangel of tears and solitude in the Kabbalah. He is an Ancient, and because of his heritage, he questions and fears of what the voices will do to him. Because of his fear, He tries not to get involved with the Planet’s troubles, despite the Planet’s urgings for him to act.

Her mother’s name is Nizhoni, which I found means “Beautiful” in Navajo. She is a Cosmo Canyon native, and a passionate supporter of AVALANCHE and the Planet. She tries to give as much as she can to support their cause.

Timeline:

Crisis Core, Original FFVII game/ FFVII remake:

It has been two years since her father’s death and Eden grows even more restless and unable to remain alone within the wilds. Upon her travels she heard some residents in Kalm speak of Midgar being “a place for heroes”. If a city could turn anyone into heroes, perhaps an easier way of life would be possible for her. While this was one of her reasons to come to Midgar, it wasn’t the only one. The very mention of the name “Midgar” stirred something deep within. It was like a prick of uncertainty, rousing an urgency to find something there. It made the feverish buzz of the spirits sharpen into mourning, which turned into outright screaming when “ShinRa” was ever spoken. Eden didn’t want to admit the Planet was also an influence to her entering the city.

Eden quickly realizes there was no desire for a hunter within the urban chaos and finds herself beneath the Plate. She discovers a means to making essentials accessible, however, as she turns towards Wall Market. She spends the late nights lurking along the streets, seeking out and luring potential victims who already had quite a bit of liquor and were on their way to the Honey Bee Inn or to other bars. She gives them the promise of a passionate good time, only to bring them out of public sight to either use Sleep materia on them or simply knock them out. These victims are then left among rubble and shade with their gil and valuables stolen. The repeated kidnappings and theft lead to her receiving the alias “Jackal” and though those of power have yet to pin down her identity, her luck is quickly running out with each risky attempt.

Through all this, the Planet’s ghostly echoes continue to haunt her. They hiss and seize her mind, pushing her to look for something, or someone. They urge her to search for this soul within the Slums, as well as keep a watchful eye upon those who are loyal to ShinRa. The relentless battle against the whispers comes to a head when she stumbles upon those called AVALANCHE and she is swept into the conflict between the freedom fighters and ShinRa.

Midst the storm of violence and escape, Eden discovers the one the Planet pushed for her to find: Aerith. Immediately she is fascinated and fearful of the fellow Cetra, and struggles between looking to her for guidance or continuing her fierce resistance to it all. She finds that not only is Aerith able to find comfort in these voices, but has given her far greater power.

This fuels Eden’s envy, she couldn’t understand why all she could hear are distorted, devilish whispers than supposedly familiar souls. Soon Eden comes to the idea that the Planet has truly condemned her to endure the curse of their bloodline, while Aerith receives the blessings of it.  Eden becomes enraptured by Sephiroth’s displays of control and words and in secret decides to side with him in hopes to gain some of that power. She sabotages AVALANCHE’s efforts to capture Sephiroth whenever able.

Eventually, Aerith confides in her the plan of saving the Planet. Eden encourages Aerith to go to the Ancient City alone, knowing that a trap would be waiting for her there. Once she witnesses Aerith’s death and her betrayal is revealed, however, Eden realizes her hands are stained not just of Cetran blood, but the blood of her allies and of all those who depend on the Planet. That was the only time the Planet fell truly silent for her.

[meztliel]

Tagged by @maiikawriter muchos thank yous bb

1) Name/nickname: Izzy or Mez but I prefer Mez online

2) Gender: Female

3) Star sign: Gemini (oh look Maiika, we both dem bipolar twins)

4) Height: 4′11′’ one more inch I’d technically be a dwarf

5) Hogwarts House: Hufflepuff? Never got into HP *dodges tomato*

6) Favourite animal: ALL OF THEM. But okay, dogs. 

7) Hours of sleep: 5-6. Uy. 

8) Dogs or cats: dogs (I like cats too tho)

9) Number of blankets: 1

10) Dream trip: Japan and New Zealand 

11) Dream Job: idk?? Just give me money

12) Time: 3:12 pm Central U.S. 

13) Birthday: May 23 

14) Favourite Bands: Hooo okay that’s a lot um Judas Priest, Eluveitie, Summoning, Windir, Agalloch, Dir en Grey, She Past Away, At the Gates, Týr , Epica, Malice Mizer (pre and post Gackt), Amon Amarth… just to name a few

15) Favourite Solo Artists:  Do composers count? If so: Antonio Vivaldi, Johann Sebastian Bach, Adrian Von Zeigler, Nave Artificial. Oh, and Marc Anthony lmao (his Spanish-language stuff only)

16) Song Stuck In My Head: “Fear of the Dark” by Iron Maiden 

17) Last Movie I Watched: Tarzan (Disney)

18) Last Show I Watched: Poldark (with Aidan Turner, not the old one)

19) When Did I Create My Blog: Around February 2016

20) What Do I Post/Reblog: multi-fandom shit like DBZ, Rurouni Kenshin, Game of Thrones, Tolkien, Ranma ½, Pokemon, and anything I find cool, really. Also a lot of aesthetic stuff (witchy, gothy, nature and whimsical stuff) and music. 

21) Last Thing I Googled: dbz merch 

22) Other Blogs: @gokus-chichis where I praise GoChi and drool over Goku’s bara tiddies

23) Do I Get Asks: Like twice a month if I’m lucky 

24) Why I Choose My URL: Meztli, which is the name for moon/moon goddess in Nahuatl-Aztec, was already taken, so I added -iel, which in Tolkien Elvish, is a suffix meaning “maiden” or “daughter of” so it roughly translates to “Moon Maiden” or “Daughter of the Moon” which I think is beautiful 

25) Following: 572… I have no chill

26) Followers: 210 

27) Lucky Number: idk

28) Favourite Instrument: Violin but I can’t play anything. 

29) What Am I Wearing: batman tights, black shorts, combat boots, Pokemon pullover, Goku ssj jacket

30) Favorite Food: pizza??

31) Nationality: Amurikan

32) Favorite Song: That’s a nearly impossible question to answer for me. But okay, “Elembivos” by Eluveitie (even if you don’t like metal, I think anyone can enjoy this one. The link is in the title). I love how it sounds like a song you’d play going into battle but actually it’s a song about the Autumn harvest lmao. 

33) Last Book Read:  Vampire Hunter D: Tale of the Dead Town

34) Top Three Fictional Universes I’d Like To Join: Um. Not sure if I want to cuz they’re all pretty frightening tbh. Middle Earth, maybe. DBZ if it means I get to behold Goku even once with my eyes. 

I’m tagging: literally anyone who wants to do this. I'll add @cultofpokeshipping @mistycaribbeanflowers @xxrandomfan13xx

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Megadeth

Based around founder and only original member Dave Mustaine, Megadeth has, over it's 20+ year career, carved out a place for itself as one of the original and longest lived proponents of the thrash-metal genre. Though the band has battled with member's substance abuse problems and an almost revolving door membership, the group had repeatedly racked up enormous record sales and has toured successfully throughout their career. Guitarist and singer Dave Mustaine was born on September 13th, in La Mesa, California. He grew up in a broken home, and he and his mother and sisters moved quite frequently to stay away from his abusive father. By the age of 17, Mustaine was supporting himself by selling drugs, and rented his own apartment. One of his customers worked at a record store, and when short of cash to pay for drugs, started trading Mustaine albums by heavy metal bands like Judas Priest and Iron Maiden. Soon Mustaine took the albums as inspiration, and taught himself how to play guitar. After joining a band called Panic for a short time, Mustaine answered an ad in a local newspaper for a band looking for a lead guitarist. That band turned out to be Metallica, and Mustaine would serve as the band's lead guitarist for less than two years. Mustaine served in the band when they were perfecting the cross-pollination of hardcore punk and metal often called thrash-metal or speed-metal, and by the time Mustaine was kicked out of the band for his behavior and substance abuse, Metallica was building up a sizable following of fans. After Mustaine was fired from Metallica, he swore to build up a new band that would be heavier and faster than Metallica, and just two months after his dismissal, formed Megadeth with bassist Dave Ellefson, drummer Dijon Carruthers and guitarist Greg Handevidt. Initially the band looked for a vocalist, but after many auditions, Mustaine decided that he could sing, as well as serve as the band's co-lead guitarist, (Megadeth has always had a history of two guitarists who can trade off lead and rhythm duties), main songwriter and main lyricist. The sound of Megadeth was indeed heavier and speedier than even Metallica, and stripped away some of the progressive rock influences that Metallica flirted with in some of their songs to a more straight-forward style of thrash. After playing gigs in the fertile Southern California metal scene and undergoing the first of many personnel changes, by 1984 Megadeth were ready to record a demo of some of their songs. With Mustaine, Ellefson and drummer Lee Rausch, the group recorded a three song demo, which brought them to the attention of the New York-based metal label Combat Records, and the group signed with label soon after. Guitarist Kerry King filled in as the second guitarist for a short time, but left to concentrate on his primary band, Slayer. Rausch was also replaced by drummer Gar Samuelson, who came from a background of playing in jazz-fusion bands, and after King quit the band, Samuelson brought in his friend, guitarist Chris Poland, who had played with Samuelson in the fusion scene. Now with a technically gifted line-up and a recording deal, the band was ready to record it's first album. Unfortunately, the band also had a huge appetite for drugs and alcohol, and spent over half of the budget they had been given to record the album on their recreational habits. Because of this, they had to fire their original producer, and ended up producing the album themselves. Killing Is My Business...and Business Is Good! (Combat) was released in 1985, and even though the production wasn't all it could have been, it established the band as a new force in metal, and definite contenders for the crown of the heaviest and fastest bands along with Metallica and Slayer. The album artwork also introduced the band mascot, Vic Rattlehead, whose skeletal head is covered with a riveted-on visor, a clamp for his mouth and metal caps for his ears, embodying the phrase “See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil”. Initial copies of the album included a speed-metal version of Nancy Sinatra's classic 60's era hit “These Boots Are Made For Walking”, but after 1995, because of a suit filed by the song's author, Lee Hazlewood, the song was pulled from all further pressings of the album. The group toured in support of the album through North America, and when guitarist Poland left the band abruptly in the middle of the tour, his place was taken by Mike Albert. Once back from the tour, Poland rejoined the band. The group started work on a new album, but with Combat's limited recording budget, the group were unhappy with the results they could get, and so went looking for a major label deal. They signed to Capitol Records soon after, and got a new producer to come in and remix the material they had already recorded. The result was the album Peace Sells...But Who's Buying? (Capitol), released at the end of 1986. Peace Sells... was both a commercial and critical success, and went on to sell more than a million copies in just the U.S. It has been hailed in years since as one of the most influential metal albums of the 1980's. After release of the album, Megadeth toured supporting Alice Cooper, and then headlined their own tour in both North America and Europe. At the conclusion of the touring in support of Peace Sells..., both Samuelson and Poland were sacked from the band, reportedly due to excessive substance abuse. Samuelson was replaced by drummer Chuck Behler, and Poland was at first replaced by Malice guitarist Jay Reynolds, but as the band got to work on their next album, Reynolds was replaced by guitarist Jeff Young, who had actually been one of Reynold's guitar teachers. With a new line-up of the band in place, the group spent the next few months recording, but substance abuse problems plagued the sessions, this time mostly due to Mustaine's heroin addiction. The producer the band had used for Peace Sells..., Paul Lani, was originally tapped for the new album, but after a falling out with Mustaine, the group retained producer Michael Wagner to finish the sessions. Megadeth released So Far, So Good....So What! (Capitol) in January of 1988, and though the album went platinum in the U.S., it was widely panned by both critics and some fans of the band as sounding forced and not as genuine as their earlier albums had. The album also featured a cover version of the Sex Pistols' “Anarchy In The U.K.”, which featured lyrics unintentionally altered by Mustaine because he had heard the original lyrics wrong and never bothered to check what the original lyrics were. The group appeared in the 1988 Penelope Spheeris documentary The Decline of Western Civilization II: The Metal Years as an antidote to many of the “hair-metal” bands that populated Southern California in that period of time. Megadeth also toured around the world with such bands as Dio and Iron Maiden, and appeared at the Monsters of Rock festival at Castle Donnington in the United Kingdom. At the conclusion of the tour, Mustaine fired both Behler and Young from the band. Drummer Nick Menza was drafted as the group's new drummer, and the group continued as a three-piece for a short period of time, until Mustaine was arrested in the summer of 1989 for driving while intoxicated and possession of narcotics. Soon after, Mustaine was ordered into rehab, and emerged sober for the first time in over ten years. With Mustaine sober, the group continued looking for another guitarist, and spent time auditioning many prospective members, but eventually settled on ex-Cacophony guitarist Marty Friedman. With the entire band being sober for the first time in the studio, the proceedings were far more streamlined and focused, and the band delivered Rust In Peace (Capitol) in September of 1990 to a chorus of approval from both critics and the band's fans. Rust In Peace went on to sell over a million copies, and was nominated in both 1991 and 1992 for Grammys for Best Metal Performance. In 1990, Megadeth joined with Slayer, Testament and Suicidal Tendencies for the European leg of the Clash of the Titans tour, and followed that up with appearances at Rock In Rio in Brazil and the American version of Clash of the Titans with Slayer, Anthrax and Alice In Chains. From there, the group started work on a new album, Countdown To Extinction (Capitol), which was released in 1992. Co-producer Max Norman, who had also worked with the band on their previous album, pushed the group to write more radio-friendly songs, and actively encouraged songwriting contributions from the other members of the band besides Mustaine. Countdown To Extinction debuted at #2 on the U.S. album charts, and went on to earn double-platinum status in sales and was nominated for a Grammy for Best Metal Performance. The group again toured the world in support of the album, with such bands as Pantera, Suicidal Tendencies and Stone Temple Pilots, though the last leg of their North American tour had to be canceled because Mustaine had lapsed again into substance abuse. After a seven week program, Mustaine was clean again, and the band returned to the stage again in June of 1993 when they appeared as special guests at a Metallica concert in the U.K., thus effectively healing the riff that had existed between Mustaine and his former bandmates. With three of the band members now living in Arizona, Megadeth decided to record their next record there, but after problems arose with the original studio the band had selected, they decided, with co-producer Max Norman, to build their own studio inside of a warehouse in Phoenix. For the first time in their career, the group wrote and recorded a whole album together inside of a studio. The result, the album Youthanasia (Capitol), was released in late 1994, and continued the band's drift towards a more radio-friendly sound. Youthanasia was another huge success, and it earned Megadeth another platinum selling album. The group embarked on an almost year-long worldwide tour in support of the album, and also contributed a cover version of the song “Paranoid” to the compilation Nativity In Black, the first tribute album to metal godfathers Black Sabbath. Due to fan demand, the group released an EP of all of their songs that had appeared on soundtracks and compilation albums, called Hidden Treasures (Capitol) in July of 1995. Following their touring obligations, Megadeth took time off, during which time Mustaine worked on his side project MD.45 with Lee Ving, the singer of punk band Fear. Once the band resumed in 1996, it was decided they would go in an even more commercial direction, and worked with new producer/manager Bud Prager in Nashville to that end. The resulting album, Cryptic Writings (Capitol), was released in June of 1997. Though it received mixed reviews from critics, it was another success for the band, and was the group's sixth consecutive album to go gold in the United States. The group returned to the road in support of the album, but halfway through the duration of the tour, drummer Nick Menza discovered he had a tumor on his knee, and had to leave the tour and be operated  on. The group at first replaced him with temporary drummer Jimmy DeGrasso, but decided later to keep DeGrasso as Menza's full-time replacement. With the success of Cryptic Writings, Mustaine ceded more control of the band's sound over to Prager and co-producer Dann Huff, and the two brought in elements of electronica and more pop influences, almost to the exclusion of any metal. Once the album, Risk (Capitol) was released in 1999, it bombed both commercially and critically. The group toured in support of the album, but three months into the tour, guitarist Friedman quit the band, citing musical differences, and was replaced by guitarist Al Pitrelli, formerly of Savatage and Alice Cooper. The group started to record another album, this time a return to their thrash-metal sound, in 2000, but in the middle of recording, got an offer to tour with Anthrax and Motley Crue. Soon after the tour, the band found out that Capitol would be dropping them from their roster, and instead of issuing the new album by the band, issued a greatest hits record with the unfortunate title Capitol Punishment: The Megadeth Years (Capitol)(2000). Though the album was a good-bye from Capitol, it did include two new songs, “Dread And The Fugitive Mind” and “Kill The King”, which showed the band returning to their metal roots. Megadeth signed with Sanctuary Records in 2000, and returned to the studio to finish up the album they had begun when signed to Capitol. The World Needs A Hero (Sanctuary) was released in 2001, and while it didn't get great reviews from many critics, it did give the band's old fans new hope that they had returned to their metal roots. Megadeth launched another tour in support of the album, but the tour was cut short following the attacks of September 11th, 2001 on New York City. The group had planned to record a live CD and DVD in Argentina while on tour, but instead recorded two shows in Arizona, which were released on the live CD and DVD Rude Awakening (Sanctuary). Mustaine also took time out in 2002 to work on remixing and remastering the band's first album to bring it up to the quality of modern metal albums. In early 2002, Mustaine was admitted to the hospital to remove a kidney stone, and while there, back under the influence of opiates, he suffered a relapse. Upon his release, Mustaine immediately checked himself into a rehabilitation facility, and while there suffered a freak nerve injury, called radial neuropathy, which caused him to not be able to grasp anything with his left fist. Faced with not being able to play guitar again, Mustaine announced that Megadeth was disbanding. To fulfill contract obligations, Sanctuary released the compilation album Still Alive...And Well? in 2002. After almost a year of intensive therapy, Mustaine was able to teach himself how to play guitar again, and started work on sessions for a solo album with session musicians drummer Vinnie Colaiuta and bassist Jimmy Sloas, but Mustaine put the project on hold when he was asked to remix and remaster Megadeth's back catalog by Capitol, re-recording some parts that had been lost and replacing some parts that he hadn't liked in the initial recording sessions. In 2004, Mustaine returned to his solo recordings, but due to some contractual obligations, he learned that he needed to deliver another album under the Megadeth name. Mustaine decided to see if he could reform the Rust In Peace-era line-up of the band, and while drummer Nick Menza was onboard, bassist Dave Ellefson and guitarist Marty Friedman couldn't come to an acceptable financial agreement with Mustaine. Instead, Mustaine contacted former lead guitarist Chris Poland, who agreed to play on a new album, but wouldn't be interested in touring and remaining in the band. Megadeth released their “comeback” album The System Has Failed (Sanctuary) in 2004, to positive reviews from both critics and the band's longtime fans. At the beginning of the tour, Mustaine announced that this would be Megadeth's last tour, and he would pursue a solo career after the tour's end. Enlisting bassist James MacDonough from Iced Earth and guitarist Glen Drover from Canadian metal band Eidolon, the band started rehearsals for the tour, but just a few days into it, it became apparent that Menza would not be able to physically play the duration of the tour, so Drover contacted his brother Shawn Drover, the drummer in Eidolon, and the Drover brothers and MacDonough completed the touring line-up of Megadeth. With The System Has Failed and the tour being such a success, Mustaine had a change of heart about the future of the band, and decided he would carry on. The last night of the 2005 Blackmail The Universe tour, performed in Buenos Aires, Argentina, was filmed and released as a DVD and CD in 2007 under the title That One Night: Live In Buenos Aires (Image). Bassist MacDonough left Megadeth in early 2006, and was replaced by former Black Label Society and White Lion bassist James Lomenzo. The new line-up of Mustaine, Drover, Drover and Lomenzo recorded Megadeth's eleventh studio album United Abominations (Roadrunner), released in May of 2007, and saw the album debut at #8 in the U.S., the highest chart position the band had enjoyed since 1994. The group toured in support of the album with Heaven and Hell, (the reformed Dio-era Black Sabbath), and also embarked on their own Tour Of Duty tour which took them across North America and into Asia and Australia. In early 2008, guitarist Glen Drover announced he was leaving the band, and was replaced by guitarist Chris Broderick, formerly of Jag Panzer and Nevermore. In 2009 the band released Endgame, followed by Thirteen in 2011, Super Collider in 2013, and Dystopia in 2016. Former drummer Nick Menza died May 21, 2016. he was 51 years old. Source Read the full article

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Judas Touch pt. 6

ONCE AGAIN. This is my third attempt at posting this stupid chapter and if it fails again I will call you all personally and read it to you because I have officially given up on trying to do the internet. To make up for a month without anything I have decided to post everything I have so there.

@beltz2016 @beautifulramblingbrains @kenzieam and if I have forgotten you I am sorry, my brain has more holes than a colander.

THIS CONTAINS SMUT, VIOLENCE, LANGUAGE AND MENTIONS OF TORTURE AND PHOBIAS. Proceed with caution, mkay.

Hold on to your hats people because we seem to be switching gears throughout this chapter. Enjoy. That is an order.

PART ONE PART TWO PART THREE PART FOUR PART FIVE

The next day is beyond interesting, Eric refuses to acknowledge my existence like the big child he is just because I tried to steal his assistant. Let me be clear, I did no such thing. I did message her if she knew someone who would fit my standards for an assistant, which basically are… someone exactly like her. Being a leader's assistant is a coveted job in most factions and in Dauntless it is one of the few ways for those with lower initiation ranks to rise up. It's not a job that involves active duty of any kind and we do try to keep those with better combat skills in jobs that require them.

But there is the slight problem of our personalities and Eric changed  assistants like some their underwear - once every few weeks.

Being the insufferable snoop he is he saw my message and freaked out just a tiny bit, which amused me because I'm still on bed rest and in desperate need of entertainment. I even rifled through his book collection, but after war strategies, human psychology and a well loved book about a tower in a field of roses that are all somehow universes I'm done with printed words for the next decade or two. Reading is not something I generally enjoy doing, it requires a level of staticity I am not willing to commit to. I'm Dauntless, I'm too restless to sit still and focus on a book.

Some lower life form brought my brand new tablet so I can work, Max sent me a few notes on various subjects that require my immediate attention and Four keeps me updated on the initiation process which is as sad as ever.

In other words, I am completely and utterly bored out of my skull.

There is a knock on the door around noon and I get excited for a moment before I remember that an intruder probably wouldn’t knock to alert me to their presence. Maybe they would kick the door in. I grab my gun anyway and make my way to the door, remembering way too late that I am in my standard issue tank top and not-so-standard issue… shorts. Eric replaced the ones he tore off me while I attempted to work out the other night and said something about me better not going anywhere in those. Which, of course, had me contemplate parading around in them through the entire compound.

Ripping the door open I get ready to snarl but it’s just Raven, so I drop my gun that was pointed directly at her forehead and step aside. You can tell that she has been working for Eric for a while because she doesn’t even flinch, just breathes slowly and I swear she is almost smirking.

“Eric asked me to bring you some lunch. He’s expecting the test results back from Erudite this afternoon.”

She holds out a tray of dubious food related items, a half wilted salad, a protein bar Erudite claims is the best nutrition ever but that tastes like the chopped up soles of old boots, and a browning fruit salad. Why is there no such thing as good food in this blasted faction? That’s right, because we get all the stuff that doesn’t go bad within moments. I kind of miss Amity. Then my eyes travel back to her face and I lift an eyebrow.

“So he’s still pissed, huh.”

Something akin to amusement quickly flashes across her face, and I admire this woman because around Eric that poker face must come in so incredibly handy when he is throwing one of his tantrums and you can’t help but find it ridiculous, which in turn causes him to try and kill you if you are not me. He usually just tries to fuck me when he gets livid, which some would say is an advantage. Angry Eric is a force to be reckoned with, unless he's buried to the hilt inside you. Or especially when. Depends on my mood.

“If I were suicidal I would say when is he ever not, but if you are referring to your particular situation then yes. He punched a fence guard in the face this morning for stuttering.”

Ah. Well. Maybe my actions have consequences and now that I am a leading leader type of person I should think about the things I inflict upon the people around me. But I can’t be solely responsible for keeping Eric in a good mood, sometimes the sun shining too much or not enough seems to aggravate him greatly and as important as I find myself sometimes, there is no way I can tell the sun what to do. But I can try, I guess.

“Well. I’m sorry, I guess. Do you want to spend your lunch break here? If you keep me company you are guaranteed that you won’t be seeing him at least during your break.”

Raven smiles at me and gingerly steps into the living area, making it very obvious that she is trying not to look around too much. I guess it is weird to be in the home of the guy you work for, without his permission. Which may or may not piss him off even further.

My tablet beeps and I roll my eyes. Ten credits say that…

Why the fuck is she in my apartment

Rolling my eyes again, this is going to give me a massive headache, I flop down on the couch and type my reply.

I thought it was OUR apartment

I’m not sharing her with you

Don’t worry, not my thing

Mina.

I’m not stealing her. We’re talking. About things. Not you. I'm fucking bored and craving human interaction. Stop watching me you perverted asshole

There is silence after that and when I look up Raven is watching me with a broad grin on her face.

“You’re both looking like you’re on peace serum when you’re talking to each other, it’s kind of cute. Weird and freaky, but cute.”

I pretend to throw my tablet at her head and she laughs, maybe I can make her forget that I’m doing her boss or that this is his place, technically, and that the spot on the couch she sits in has probably seen more of both our naked asses than the training room showers.

“I’m sure he’ll be delighted to a about that.  Maybe Erudite can do something useful for once and completely destroy the nerves in my face so I can’t move a single muscle.”

While Raven pulls an apple out of her pocket I begin to dissect the salad like substance in front of me. There are tomatoes in there, which tells me that this is not your regular salad from the mess hall because we don't usually get those in the winter, they are grown in experimental greenhouses the Erudite built. And there is a good dose of chicken in this salad, not exactly uncommon here, but also egg and what looks like cheese. The nurse said something about better food and I guess a certain someone listened. I know I sure as hell didn't.

“The lady doth protest too much, methinks.”

My eyes snap to her and try to burn holes into hers as I growl but she isn't at all impressed. No wonder Eric loves her, she must be a transfer from his old home. For a moment I study her, fascinated by her composure and the way her hair is braided into tiny little braids. Before I can get distracted any further I straighten up and try my best scowl on her, which usually inspires terror in lesser beings. Raven just chuckles.

“You’re a transfer, too?”

Now she outright laughs at me and throws her hands up.

“What gave it away?”

“I like you. For some reason I am drawn to transfers, especially you no-good, brainy Erudites. Quoting Shakespeare doesn’t help you conceal it, either.”

It’s her turn to look at me like I just sprouted a second head right between my eyes.

“But you know who Shakespeare is and can identify a quote? He’s been dead for hundreds o years and outside of Erudite I’m pretty sure nobody has ever heard of the guy. Pretty boring, actually.”

I shrug and attack a piece of chicken, which is unfortunately half covered in something green and slightly slimey. If that is avocado then Eric and I are going to have to have words, once they served this to me in Erudite, where they have avocado plants absolutely everywhere apparently, because it is such a nutritious plant and healthy and good for your brain or something, but we can’t get it here because it’s not worth it. You have a window of about five minutes between rock solid and rotten where these things are edible, but they are delicious.

And it is avocado. Mother. Fucker.

“I could tell you that Eric likes reciting poetry, but before my tablet goes off… like I said, I seem to hang out with the transfers and no matter how much I try, some stuff just starts to rub off. There was a guy in my initiation class that liked to say that. Insufferable moron.”

My sole mission now is picking out the avocado and tomato bits while I ignore the sad green leaves, spinach and whatever else kind of garbage the rest is. If I’m spoiled with actual food I can’t just sit here and pretend I don’t hate the rest of it, life is too short.

“Really, what happened to him? I wonder if I know him, I’m only two years behind you.”

With a smug grin I stop the fork halfway to my mouth and sigh inwardly because this being social is seriously hindering my eating habits, which have previously been described as disgusting, gross and likened to various animals.

“He came in second. Yet another problem Erudite boys are having. I will stop making comparisons there for my own safety and your brain,” I pause to acknowledge her mouthing ‘thank you’ by raising my eyebrow at her, “and his ego never quite survived that blow. He wanted to join the fence guards but is leading one of our surveillance teams out in the city. His name’s Blaze. Formerly known as Balthasar.”

That name still gives me the giggles. We could have turned into sworn enemies like Four and Eric, who at this point remind me of two old neighbor dogs that snarl at each other out of habit, none of them really able to remember why they are supposed to hate each other in the first place. Or we could have turned into lovers, something I could also see with the other two but please don’t mention that to Eric. Instead we ended somewhere in between, we tried hooking up twice during initiation and decided we were quite compatible but not enough to make it interesting, it ended up feeling like fucking my brother who happens to be into the same kinks.

Eric can’t stand him, of course.

But, as it so happens, blaze is one of the very few people that I consider a friend, most of them are coincidentally male and most of them have shared a bed with me once upon a time. Or a wall. A surface. You know what I mean. Women and I never seem to get along, but Raven is a nice exception to the rule. If I can’t steal her, well, I think her and I could team up and strive to make Eric’s life hell. My day just got a lot brighter.

“I think I know who you’re talking about, pretty tall, mohawk, a dragon tattooed on the side of his head? His parents must have known he was Dauntless since he started to walk. That guy probably hasn’t touched a book his entire life.”

Oh Raven, you would be surprised. Much like someone else I won’t name, Blaze is still very fond of his books and keeps a stash of them under his bed. I’m not sure if this applies to all transfers, but it seems that most of them keep just a smidge of the Faction they were born into, no matter how long ago they transferred.

We talk some more, about things that happened while I was gone - Eric hired Raven after the previous assistant threatened to jump into the chasm and was talked out of it by Four, Eric wrecked three doors in his first week after she started, a month after my apparent death. You know. Fun little tidbits - and about looking as Dauntless as possible. Raven is shocked that I don’t buy anything but the standard uniform stuff and I am shocked that she has never gotten a tattoo. Granted, her skin is almost as dark as our clothes, but when she says she has never even gotten a piercing I am positively outraged and promise to drag her off to get something done.

In the end she has to go back at some point and leave me alone in this boring little prison, even though I have to admit that it is a lot better than the one I was locked up in before. Eric doesn’t show up until eight in the evening, carrying his tablet like it is about to explode.

“So?”

He barely glances at me before frowning at his screen, but I can see his eyes roll upward ever so slightly. Public Eric is back in full force and he doesn’t want me to see that he is as nervous as I am. Probably. Did I mention that I suck at this human interaction thing? It’s a lot easier if you don’t give a shit about what they are thinking about you, to be quite honest. And he is far from the ideal practice subject because he is as easy to read as some of the books Erudite keeps that are written in long dead languages.

“I obviously waited to open the message until I got here.”

Obviously. Asshole. Resisting the urge to hit him in the head, probably breaking my hand on his thick skull in the process, I sit up instead when he walks up to me and sits down at the very edge of the couch, looking as if he is about to flee. Which he probably is. Wordlessly he opens the message and doesn’t bother to look at me again, he probably feels my breath on his neck when I lean in to read over his shoulder.

Not pregnant.

Great. Right? It’s a good thing. I mean. We’re clearly not ready to be parents, I’m pretty sure I will remain in that category until I die. People as messed up as we are shouldn’t have children and I just got back from being tortured and nearly starved to death so this is a very, very good thing. Why am I suddenly feeling weird? There is a little pull in my stomach that makes me uneasy, almost as if a part of me hadn’t minded the idea of becoming a mother. Or rather, the mother of a child of Eric.

Before I can say or do anything stupid I get up to get dressed, this is not something you think about, you better drink about it. And since I am not knocked up my bedrest should not apply anymore.

I actually did buy a skirt when I got my new clothes, crazy me, and before I can change my mind I pull off the shorts and pull up the very short and very tight skirt, not bothering to change otherwise. Without a single word or glance towards Eric I leave and make my way down to the Pit, ready to drink myself into a stupor and then, maybe then, figuring out what to do next.

Two hours later I feel pleasantly buzzed. Which is a lie because everything around me is spinning but I hold on to the bar, glare at the moron who tried to refuse to give me another drink, and casually elbow a guy next to me that doesn't quite understand that I am not interested in going back to his place - which is a matter so important to him that it was the first thing he said to me. Now he hisses and calls me a bitch but still slides right back next to me. His friend tries to get him to leave - for the third time - but buddy here is painfully slow at understanding all the subtle hints.

“Come on, man. You really don't want to mess with her. Eric will kill you.”

Oho. So it's totally okay to harass drunk women if they're single or seeing someone less intimidating? I'm mentally preparing to give a speech, even going as far as putting a hand on my hip and drawing in a deep breath that makes my head spin even worse, but the guy decides to put an arm around my neck and pulls me even closer. I barely hear him slimily state that my boyfriend isn't here because I think about a tall factionless man grabbing me from behind and holding me just like that while his friends beat me to a pulp. But this time I'm not sedated and before I can register that I am in the Pit and not some long abandoned building I have slammed the back of my head into his nose, turned us around and flipped him over my shoulder. Panting heavily I stare at his bleeding face, my boot on his neck ready to stomp out his lights when I feel someone behind me and tense, ready to attack.

“This is why I didn't do anything, Peter, I don't know why his friend was worried about me. Mina can handle herself and I think she's even more dangerous than I could be, especially considering that she drank half the bar at this point.”

That smug bastard probably enjoyed the show. When I slowly turn around the world is tilting to the right but I manage to adjust just fine. Eric is leaning against the bar, arms crossed and looking like a man casually observing some fucking clouds with a friend that thinks every second one looks like a tit. He is cold and cruel as ever, and I don't want to be here. Too many people that are too close and that makes me want to scream and kick until they go away.

Something must have given it away, because Eric drops his cold grin and steps up to me, frowning when I flinch away from him. My skin is crawling with invisible insects, ghosts of the not too distant past that are recurring stars of my nightmares. Eric puts an arm on my shoulder and it takes all my strength not to punch him for it.

“Are you okay?”

Of course I'm not okay. That's what I want to yell, but I also want to be sarcastic and tell him that I have never been better. But my tongue is strangely dry and swollen and I can taste bile, giving me the distinct feeling that someone replaced my tongue with a dead slug. So I just look at him, hope I don't look as panicked as I feel, and shake my head just slightly.

Suddenly he pulls me closer and my hands fly up automatically to fight him off, but Eric whispers in my ear to play along. Because if he carries me out of here having a panic attack I will look weak, that's bad whether you are a leader or not. But if we start to make out after I just punched a guy that got too handsy? People will most likely cheer.

And they actually do. Morons.

Eric doesn't put me down until we are home and I immediately want to take my clothes off, feeling the need to take a shower. Somewhere on the way I began to talk, about the ambush, about getting shot and stabbed and abandoned by my own team. About dark basements and fever and infections. About cold water in freezing temperatures soaking my clothes. About sedatives and beatings and endless questions I never answered. About being covered in spiders and all kinds of bugs and being too weak to even try to brush them off. About death and thinking about it coming for me so much it became all there was. About being too tired to cry. And about hate, festering and swelling like a bloating corpse until it bursts, consuming everything else until there is nothing but rage, giving you the strength you didn't know you still had left.

Eric doesn't say a word. He carries me home and sits with me on his lap until I'm done. There is absolutely no expression on his face but I can see something shift in his eyes and my drunk mind wonders if that insane level of hatred that's scared me so much is contagious, like some nasty virus that spreads slowly and kills everything in it's path.

But then he carries me into the bathroom and, ignoring my protests, takes off my clothes before stripping down himself and turning on the shower. The water is so hot that the mirror fogs up almost instantly but I'm still shaking when he lifts me into the tub, making me wonder if the cold will ever really leave my body or if it will stay inside my bones until I die.

We stay until I stop shaking and only then does he remove his arms to turn away and shut the water off, leaving me standing all by myself and I hate that more than I want to admit. Suddenly I feel tired, drained and boneless but before I can slip down into a pathetic pile of limbs Eric is back, wrapping a towel around me and carrying me to the bed. Our bed. I crawl under the covers and when he doesn't follow I want to whimper like a scared child. It would be easy to blame this on the alcohol, but the truth is… all it does is let me be vulnerable for once. It was one of my worst fears. Humiliation, not being in control. Darkness. Confined spaces. Insects and birds, those sketchy assholes. I could deal with all of those. But being vulnerable was the worst, it almost cost me my first rank.

When he finally returns I feel relieved, and I notice a low humming in the background. Eric turned on the heat and that is such a thoughtful little gesture it almost makes me cry. Instead of rolling to the side I stay on my back and pull him on top of me, I want to forget for at least a little while. Our kiss is almost desperate but we keep things unusually slow, when Eric begins to kiss a trail down from my neck and across my breasts I almost growl with impatience, but he doesn't stop or speed things up. Instead he seems intent on covering every inch of my skin with his lips, saving the best for last. By the time he buries his head between my legs I'm wound so tight I feel like I'm about to explode but that kind of slow torture is very much acceptable as it turns out. Eric has me howling and screaming with a few slow strokes of his tongue and when he pushes two fingers into me I grab the sheet underneath me and scream, not at all deterred by the smug grin I can feel against my skin.

Before I can even catch a breath, much less think about returning the favor, Eric is on top of me and moaning into my mouth when our tongues find each other, my taste still on his lips. All it takes is for me to wrap my legs around his waist and he is inside me, I never had time to ponder just how well our bodies fit, especially in this position. We are usually fighting for the upper hand, clawing and biting and wrestling until we both collapse. This time we're slow, holding each other close, but it's not less intense. Maybe even more so. There is a strange undercurrent that wasn't there before but I'm too busy focusing on him, on us. Then our foreheads touch, both covered in a thin layer of sweat that would honestly disgust me otherwise, and we enter in what I have to describe as an intense staring match. We are both quiet, there is an occasional hiss or a low groan, but it is far from our usual athletics.

My orgasm leaves me literally speechless and I would be embarrassed about looking like a fish on land, mouth wide open and all, but he looks just as ridiculous. It’s ferocious in it’s own way and we both collapse, limbs tangled in that awful way i have gotten so used to already. Maybe I can sleep now, at least for a little bit. Before I drift off I think I hear Eric speak but that might just be my tired brain and the alcohol conspiring against me, although they manage to keep Eric wonderfully in character.

“I’m going to get you the guy’s head as a wedding present.”

Yeah, you do that. I’ll be here, sleeping.

[oceanlyricss]

Megadeth

Based around founder and only original member Dave Mustaine, Megadeth has, over it's 20+ year career, carved out a place for itself as one of the original and longest lived proponents of the thrash-metal genre. Though the band has battled with member's substance abuse problems and an almost revolving door membership, the group had repeatedly racked up enormous record sales and has toured successfully throughout their career. Guitarist and singer Dave Mustaine was born on September 13th, in La Mesa, California. He grew up in a broken home, and he and his mother and sisters moved quite frequently to stay away from his abusive father. By the age of 17, Mustaine was supporting himself by selling drugs, and rented his own apartment. One of his customers worked at a record store, and when short of cash to pay for drugs, started trading Mustaine albums by heavy metal bands like Judas Priest and Iron Maiden. Soon Mustaine took the albums as inspiration, and taught himself how to play guitar. After joining a band called Panic for a short time, Mustaine answered an ad in a local newspaper for a band looking for a lead guitarist. That band turned out to be Metallica, and Mustaine would serve as the band's lead guitarist for less than two years. Mustaine served in the band when they were perfecting the cross-pollination of hardcore punk and metal often called thrash-metal or speed-metal, and by the time Mustaine was kicked out of the band for his behavior and substance abuse, Metallica was building up a sizable following of fans. After Mustaine was fired from Metallica, he swore to build up a new band that would be heavier and faster than Metallica, and just two months after his dismissal, formed Megadeth with bassist Dave Ellefson, drummer Dijon Carruthers and guitarist Greg Handevidt. Initially the band looked for a vocalist, but after many auditions, Mustaine decided that he could sing, as well as serve as the band's co-lead guitarist, (Megadeth has always had a history of two guitarists who can trade off lead and rhythm duties), main songwriter and main lyricist. The sound of Megadeth was indeed heavier and speedier than even Metallica, and stripped away some of the progressive rock influences that Metallica flirted with in some of their songs to a more straight-forward style of thrash. After playing gigs in the fertile Southern California metal scene and undergoing the first of many personnel changes, by 1984 Megadeth were ready to record a demo of some of their songs. With Mustaine, Ellefson and drummer Lee Rausch, the group recorded a three song demo, which brought them to the attention of the New York-based metal label Combat Records, and the group signed with label soon after. Guitarist Kerry King filled in as the second guitarist for a short time, but left to concentrate on his primary band, Slayer. Rausch was also replaced by drummer Gar Samuelson, who came from a background of playing in jazz-fusion bands, and after King quit the band, Samuelson brought in his friend, guitarist Chris Poland, who had played with Samuelson in the fusion scene. Now with a technically gifted line-up and a recording deal, the band was ready to record it's first album. Unfortunately, the band also had a huge appetite for drugs and alcohol, and spent over half of the budget they had been given to record the album on their recreational habits. Because of this, they had to fire their original producer, and ended up producing the album themselves. Killing Is My Business...and Business Is Good! (Combat) was released in 1985, and even though the production wasn't all it could have been, it established the band as a new force in metal, and definite contenders for the crown of the heaviest and fastest bands along with Metallica and Slayer. The album artwork also introduced the band mascot, Vic Rattlehead, whose skeletal head is covered with a riveted-on visor, a clamp for his mouth and metal caps for his ears, embodying the phrase “See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil”. Initial copies of the album included a speed-metal version of Nancy Sinatra's classic 60's era hit “These Boots Are Made For Walking”, but after 1995, because of a suit filed by the song's author, Lee Hazlewood, the song was pulled from all further pressings of the album. The group toured in support of the album through North America, and when guitarist Poland left the band abruptly in the middle of the tour, his place was taken by Mike Albert. Once back from the tour, Poland rejoined the band. The group started work on a new album, but with Combat's limited recording budget, the group were unhappy with the results they could get, and so went looking for a major label deal. They signed to Capitol Records soon after, and got a new producer to come in and remix the material they had already recorded. The result was the album Peace Sells...But Who's Buying? (Capitol), released at the end of 1986. Peace Sells... was both a commercial and critical success, and went on to sell more than a million copies in just the U.S. It has been hailed in years since as one of the most influential metal albums of the 1980's. After release of the album, Megadeth toured supporting Alice Cooper, and then headlined their own tour in both North America and Europe. At the conclusion of the touring in support of Peace Sells..., both Samuelson and Poland were sacked from the band, reportedly due to excessive substance abuse. Samuelson was replaced by drummer Chuck Behler, and Poland was at first replaced by Malice guitarist Jay Reynolds, but as the band got to work on their next album, Reynolds was replaced by guitarist Jeff Young, who had actually been one of Reynold's guitar teachers. With a new line-up of the band in place, the group spent the next few months recording, but substance abuse problems plagued the sessions, this time mostly due to Mustaine's heroin addiction. The producer the band had used for Peace Sells..., Paul Lani, was originally tapped for the new album, but after a falling out with Mustaine, the group retained producer Michael Wagner to finish the sessions. Megadeth released So Far, So Good....So What! (Capitol) in January of 1988, and though the album went platinum in the U.S., it was widely panned by both critics and some fans of the band as sounding forced and not as genuine as their earlier albums had. The album also featured a cover version of the Sex Pistols' “Anarchy In The U.K.”, which featured lyrics unintentionally altered by Mustaine because he had heard the original lyrics wrong and never bothered to check what the original lyrics were. The group appeared in the 1988 Penelope Spheeris documentary The Decline of Western Civilization II: The Metal Years as an antidote to many of the “hair-metal” bands that populated Southern California in that period of time. Megadeth also toured around the world with such bands as Dio and Iron Maiden, and appeared at the Monsters of Rock festival at Castle Donnington in the United Kingdom. At the conclusion of the tour, Mustaine fired both Behler and Young from the band. Drummer Nick Menza was drafted as the group's new drummer, and the group continued as a three-piece for a short period of time, until Mustaine was arrested in the summer of 1989 for driving while intoxicated and possession of narcotics. Soon after, Mustaine was ordered into rehab, and emerged sober for the first time in over ten years. With Mustaine sober, the group continued looking for another guitarist, and spent time auditioning many prospective members, but eventually settled on ex-Cacophony guitarist Marty Friedman. With the entire band being sober for the first time in the studio, the proceedings were far more streamlined and focused, and the band delivered Rust In Peace (Capitol) in September of 1990 to a chorus of approval from both critics and the band's fans. Rust In Peace went on to sell over a million copies, and was nominated in both 1991 and 1992 for Grammys for Best Metal Performance. In 1990, Megadeth joined with Slayer, Testament and Suicidal Tendencies for the European leg of the Clash of the Titans tour, and followed that up with appearances at Rock In Rio in Brazil and the American version of Clash of the Titans with Slayer, Anthrax and Alice In Chains. From there, the group started work on a new album, Countdown To Extinction (Capitol), which was released in 1992. Co-producer Max Norman, who had also worked with the band on their previous album, pushed the group to write more radio-friendly songs, and actively encouraged songwriting contributions from the other members of the band besides Mustaine. Countdown To Extinction debuted at #2 on the U.S. album charts, and went on to earn double-platinum status in sales and was nominated for a Grammy for Best Metal Performance. The group again toured the world in support of the album, with such bands as Pantera, Suicidal Tendencies and Stone Temple Pilots, though the last leg of their North American tour had to be canceled because Mustaine had lapsed again into substance abuse. After a seven week program, Mustaine was clean again, and the band returned to the stage again in June of 1993 when they appeared as special guests at a Metallica concert in the U.K., thus effectively healing the riff that had existed between Mustaine and his former bandmates. With three of the band members now living in Arizona, Megadeth decided to record their next record there, but after problems arose with the original studio the band had selected, they decided, with co-producer Max Norman, to build their own studio inside of a warehouse in Phoenix. For the first time in their career, the group wrote and recorded a whole album together inside of a studio. The result, the album Youthanasia (Capitol), was released in late 1994, and continued the band's drift towards a more radio-friendly sound. Youthanasia was another huge success, and it earned Megadeth another platinum selling album. The group embarked on an almost year-long worldwide tour in support of the album, and also contributed a cover version of the song “Paranoid” to the compilation Nativity In Black, the first tribute album to metal godfathers Black Sabbath. Due to fan demand, the group released an EP of all of their songs that had appeared on soundtracks and compilation albums, called Hidden Treasures (Capitol) in July of 1995. Following their touring obligations, Megadeth took time off, during which time Mustaine worked on his side project MD.45 with Lee Ving, the singer of punk band Fear. Once the band resumed in 1996, it was decided they would go in an even more commercial direction, and worked with new producer/manager Bud Prager in Nashville to that end. The resulting album, Cryptic Writings (Capitol), was released in June of 1997. Though it received mixed reviews from critics, it was another success for the band, and was the group's sixth consecutive album to go gold in the United States. The group returned to the road in support of the album, but halfway through the duration of the tour, drummer Nick Menza discovered he had a tumor on his knee, and had to leave the tour and be operated  on. The group at first replaced him with temporary drummer Jimmy DeGrasso, but decided later to keep DeGrasso as Menza's full-time replacement. With the success of Cryptic Writings, Mustaine ceded more control of the band's sound over to Prager and co-producer Dann Huff, and the two brought in elements of electronica and more pop influences, almost to the exclusion of any metal. Once the album, Risk (Capitol) was released in 1999, it bombed both commercially and critically. The group toured in support of the album, but three months into the tour, guitarist Friedman quit the band, citing musical differences, and was replaced by guitarist Al Pitrelli, formerly of Savatage and Alice Cooper. The group started to record another album, this time a return to their thrash-metal sound, in 2000, but in the middle of recording, got an offer to tour with Anthrax and Motley Crue. Soon after the tour, the band found out that Capitol would be dropping them from their roster, and instead of issuing the new album by the band, issued a greatest hits record with the unfortunate title Capitol Punishment: The Megadeth Years (Capitol)(2000). Though the album was a good-bye from Capitol, it did include two new songs, “Dread And The Fugitive Mind” and “Kill The King”, which showed the band returning to their metal roots. Megadeth signed with Sanctuary Records in 2000, and returned to the studio to finish up the album they had begun when signed to Capitol. The World Needs A Hero (Sanctuary) was released in 2001, and while it didn't get great reviews from many critics, it did give the band's old fans new hope that they had returned to their metal roots. Megadeth launched another tour in support of the album, but the tour was cut short following the attacks of September 11th, 2001 on New York City. The group had planned to record a live CD and DVD in Argentina while on tour, but instead recorded two shows in Arizona, which were released on the live CD and DVD Rude Awakening (Sanctuary). Mustaine also took time out in 2002 to work on remixing and remastering the band's first album to bring it up to the quality of modern metal albums. In early 2002, Mustaine was admitted to the hospital to remove a kidney stone, and while there, back under the influence of opiates, he suffered a relapse. Upon his release, Mustaine immediately checked himself into a rehabilitation facility, and while there suffered a freak nerve injury, called radial neuropathy, which caused him to not be able to grasp anything with his left fist. Faced with not being able to play guitar again, Mustaine announced that Megadeth was disbanding. To fulfill contract obligations, Sanctuary released the compilation album Still Alive...And Well? in 2002. After almost a year of intensive therapy, Mustaine was able to teach himself how to play guitar again, and started work on sessions for a solo album with session musicians drummer Vinnie Colaiuta and bassist Jimmy Sloas, but Mustaine put the project on hold when he was asked to remix and remaster Megadeth's back catalog by Capitol, re-recording some parts that had been lost and replacing some parts that he hadn't liked in the initial recording sessions. In 2004, Mustaine returned to his solo recordings, but due to some contractual obligations, he learned that he needed to deliver another album under the Megadeth name. Mustaine decided to see if he could reform the Rust In Peace-era line-up of the band, and while drummer Nick Menza was onboard, bassist Dave Ellefson and guitarist Marty Friedman couldn't come to an acceptable financial agreement with Mustaine. Instead, Mustaine contacted former lead guitarist Chris Poland, who agreed to play on a new album, but wouldn't be interested in touring and remaining in the band. Megadeth released their “comeback” album The System Has Failed (Sanctuary) in 2004, to positive reviews from both critics and the band's longtime fans. At the beginning of the tour, Mustaine announced that this would be Megadeth's last tour, and he would pursue a solo career after the tour's end. Enlisting bassist James MacDonough from Iced Earth and guitarist Glen Drover from Canadian metal band Eidolon, the band started rehearsals for the tour, but just a few days into it, it became apparent that Menza would not be able to physically play the duration of the tour, so Drover contacted his brother Shawn Drover, the drummer in Eidolon, and the Drover brothers and MacDonough completed the touring line-up of Megadeth. With The System Has Failed and the tour being such a success, Mustaine had a change of heart about the future of the band, and decided he would carry on. The last night of the 2005 Blackmail The Universe tour, performed in Buenos Aires, Argentina, was filmed and released as a DVD and CD in 2007 under the title That One Night: Live In Buenos Aires (Image). Bassist MacDonough left Megadeth in early 2006, and was replaced by former Black Label Society and White Lion bassist James Lomenzo. The new line-up of Mustaine, Drover, Drover and Lomenzo recorded Megadeth's eleventh studio album United Abominations (Roadrunner), released in May of 2007, and saw the album debut at #8 in the U.S., the highest chart position the band had enjoyed since 1994. The group toured in support of the album with Heaven and Hell, (the reformed Dio-era Black Sabbath), and also embarked on their own Tour Of Duty tour which took them across North America and into Asia and Australia. In early 2008, guitarist Glen Drover announced he was leaving the band, and was replaced by guitarist Chris Broderick, formerly of Jag Panzer and Nevermore. In 2009 the band released Endgame, followed by Thirteen in 2011, Super Collider in 2013, and Dystopia in 2016. Former drummer Nick Menza died May 21, 2016. he was 51 years old. Source Read the full article

[shadowxcetra]

Muse Info

Name: Eden Inbar

Many of the characters in the Final Fantasy Universe have unique names (such as Yazoo, Rude, and Cloud); I wanted to try to stick to that.  Her father gave her the name Eden, in hopes she would be as beautiful and bountiful in blessings, but he had no intentions in her falling into sin like those within the Garden. Eden is to represent the Garden of Eden in that sense. As the story progresses, Eden gradually becomes corrupted with the jealousy and the frustration in her struggle with her heritage and identity, she betrays the Planet and what she holds dear, thus resulting in her losing that spiritual light.

Not only she represents the fall of Eden, but her story is to illustrate Judas Iscariot, the disciple who committed betrayal out of greed. Ultimately, her story is to reveal that even the most faithful can fall. However, her story is to also show the radical power of forgiveness, how it can revive the dead spirit.

The last name, Inbar, means “Amber” in Hebrew. The amber eyes are a major characteristic of Eden. They are supposed to be inherited from her Cetran roots. From what I gathered, Ancients are known to have earthy traits; an example being Aerith’s green eyes and brown hair. Eden is given amber eyes not only because it is an earthy color, but it also represents her darker motivations. Amber is the color of sap that bleeds from wounded trees; when Eden betrays the Planet, she hurts all that is connected with it such as the people, animals, plants, and trees. Their blood stains her conscience.

Race: Cetra/Cosmo Canyon Native

Appearance: Eden stands about 5’ 3’’, and has medium tan skin from her mother and father. She is also considered underweight due to her subpar hunting skills. She is not always successful in catching food; and with the gritty, bleak world Final Fantasy VII is set in, many of the population were poor and couldn’t always afford necessities. Eden is one of those who struggle greatly.

She also has various scars from her hunts and battles. Three claw marks are seen on her left collarbone; three huge, jagged scars rip over her left rib cage and reach down her side. She also has scars from a bite wound on her right arm.

I based her appearance loosely on the Egyptian and Middle Eastern backgrounds. She bears the tattoos around her eyes and on her cheeks that are iconic of Egyptian relics, and wears three piercings on both ears (a golden ring, silver stud, and silver ring), the ivory fang gauge is seen only on her left ear. Two thin, silver lip rings are on her bottom lip.

There is also a tattoo on her left wrist, hidden beneath her arm covering. It is a small sun symbol with two eagle feathers. It’s to honor her late mother.

Each of the eight thin braids, each braid held together by a gold band. Her bangs are long, angled, messy, and jagged.

The choker she wears around her neck is hemp braided with a gun-metal, swirled tribal pendant that loosely resembles a beast’s paw. The dark satchel strapped to her hip often carries sleep materia and other small items she can manage to stuff in. She also has hazel eyes, to give an indication of her connection to the Planet. She also wears baggy, acid-stained jeans and furry boots.

From what I gathered from Cetra (Ancients) depicted from the Temple, they resonate with an appearance of those from Egypt and the surrounding area. I am aware that Aerith does not look as exotic (light skin tone, no eye markings) but I wanted to try to reflect what the Cetra ancestors may have looked, or intended to look.

Personality: Eden can be cunning, and she relies on this trait when facing a troubling situation; often choosing to stick to the shadows and tricks rather than facing someone head-on. Eden can’t stand the thought of losing control and is known to fight viciously and dirty when cornered. Preferring to be quiet and simply observe, she struggles with social interactions, especially first time meetings. She is paranoid towards others, thus she doesn’t trust easily. The woman is also victim to envy, as she can become very jealous towards those who are more skilled or more blessed than she is. She broods quietly instead of talking about her problems; and can seem dishonest, selfish, and stubborn.

However, towards those who grow close to her heart, she becomes protective and does her best to be dependable. The Ancient becomes more playful to those she loves and often becomes touchy-feely with them. She is rather insecure, due to her fear of the LifeStream and belief that she is cursed, and often looks towards intimacy as a means to help combat with her insecurities.

Parents:

Her father’s name is Cassiel, which is the name of the archangel of tears and solitude in the Kabbalah. He is an Ancient, and because of his heritage, he questions and fears of what the voices will do to him. Because of his fear, He tries not to get involved with the Planet’s troubles, despite the Planet’s urgings for him to act.

Her mother’s name is Nizhoni, which I found means “Beautiful” in Navajo. She is a Cosmo Canyon native, and a passionate supporter of AVALANCHE and the Planet. She tries to give as much as she can to support their cause.

Timeline:

Crisis Core, Original FFVII game/ FFVII remake:

It has been two years since her father’s death and Eden grows even more restless and unable to remain alone within the wilds. Upon her travels she heard some residents in Kalm speak of Midgar being “a place for heroes”. If a city could turn anyone into heroes, perhaps an easier way of life would be possible for her. While this was one of her reasons to come to Midgar, it wasn’t the only one. The very mention of the name “Midgar” stirred something deep within. It was like a prick of uncertainty, rousing an urgency to find something there. It made the feverish buzz of the spirits sharpen into mourning, which turned into outright screaming when “ShinRa” was ever spoken. Eden didn’t want to admit the Planet was also an influence to her entering the city.

Eden quickly realizes there was no desire for a hunter within the urban chaos and finds herself beneath the Plate. She discovers a means to making essentials accessible, however, as she turns towards Wall Market. She spends the late nights lurking along the streets, seeking out and luring potential victims who already had quite a bit of liquor and were on their way to the Honey Bee Inn or to other bars. She gives them the promise of a passionate good time, only to bring them out of public sight to either use Sleep materia on them or simply knock them out. These victims are then left among rubble and shade with their gil and valuables stolen. The repeated kidnappings and theft lead to her receiving the alias “Jackal” and though those of power have yet to pin down her identity, her luck is quickly running out with each risky attempt.

Through all this, the Planet’s ghostly echoes continue to haunt her. They hiss and seize her mind, pushing her to look for something, or someone. They urge her to search for this soul within the Slums, as well as keep a watchful eye upon those who are loyal to ShinRa. The relentless battle against the whispers comes to a head when she stumbles upon those called AVALANCHE and she is swept into the conflict between the freedom fighters and ShinRa.

Midst the storm of violence and escape, Eden discovers the one the Planet pushed for her to find: Aerith. Immediately she is fascinated and fearful of the fellow Cetra, and struggles between looking to her for guidance or continuing her fierce resistance to it all. She finds that not only is Aerith able to find comfort in these voices, but has given her far greater power.

This fuels Eden’s envy, she couldn’t understand why all she could hear are distorted, devilish whispers than supposedly familiar souls. Soon Eden comes to the idea that the Planet has truly condemned her to endure the curse of their bloodline, while Aerith receives the blessings of it.  Eden becomes enraptured by Sephiroth’s displays of control and words and in secret decides to side with him in hopes to gain some of that power. She sabotages AVALANCHE’s efforts to capture Sephiroth whenever able.

Eventually, Aerith confides in her the plan of saving the Planet. Eden encourages Aerith to go to the Ancient City alone, knowing that a trap would be waiting for her there. Once she witnesses Aerith’s death and her betrayal is revealed, however, Eden realizes her hands are stained not just of Cetran blood, but the blood of her allies and of all those who depend on the Planet. That was the only time the Planet fell truly silent for her.