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astroboyanalysis · 1 year ago

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1. The Birth of Astro Boy

It should be noted that this is not the first Astro Boy manga chapter ever written, but was written in 1975 by Tezuka to give the series a more approachable beginning for Asahi Sonorama's edition/compilation of the series.

Note: Throughout this post, I will refer to the whole series as "Astro Boy" but refer to the character as "Atom." If I get mixed up and refer to him as "Astro" once the text is calling him this, we will just have to live with that because I intend on calling him Atom mostly. If this changes later I'll add a new note to whichever post it becomes relevant on.

I'm not making a timeline here, but as "present day" is 2003 (Edit: No it isn't. It's 2012, probably...?), the introductory information states that around 1953, robots "existed in great number" but it took many machines to do the work of a single human.

In 1974 our first breakthrough in robotic technology is the "ultra-miniature computer" that runs on nuclear power. This is followed by Professor C. Wakuchia's invention of the first electronic brain 4 years later in 1978. It's also interesting that the manga notes he was of Apache descent. The Japanese professor Sarumane "copied and improved upon the design" and it was used in the first humanoid robot in 1982.

An interesting diversion from the modern-day expected progression of robotics (that being primarily in AI, something not heavily focused on in the original manga and presumably captured entirely by the sentence "First electronic brain") is a heavy focus on that robots were made of metal until Professor James Dalton invented an artificial plastic-based skin in the early 1980's. By 1987, "robots at last had truly human-like bodies."

We start seeing that an important element of robotic development was that around this point, countries became protective of their technologies. Another anti-capitalist anti-militarism W for Tezuka here, and I'll likely end up referencing this later when it comes to international relations in the world of Astro Boy.

While Tezuka didn't heavily stress this, I think it could also be interesting to think about what each country and culture would desire in their robots, and what their own personal goals would be to create a highly advanced robot. Is a truly advanced robot capable of independent decision making, or is it subservient? In what ways is it similar to a human? Can it taste? Cry?

5,000 robots per year in Japan is a "very quick" increase in population, especially in Tokyo. I also think it's notable that "Robots even began studying in schools along with human children" - For a robot like Atom, who is made to be akin to a human, this would make sense, but we see in later Astro Boy media that the idea of robots needing to go to school at all (outside his circumstance) kind of gets lowered quite a bit. I can see why - The benefit of school for a robot who can acquire all the information needed rapidly through either downloads or reading it or having it delivered through audio or video is exclusively social (which is what Atom needs it for, too, although he also receives the information he's learning through school as well instead of through download in the original manga, and as far as I know, the 60s, 80s, and 03 anime) and a robot does not need to learn social skills in the same way a human child does. From an American perspective, around the time the original manga was being created African Americans were actively pushing to remove segregation in schools, and I think this whole movement and reaction to it influenced later Astro Boy media as well, as at its core I believe Astro Boy is about what it means to be human, and therefore, human rights.

From a lore perspective, I agree more with the modern take that robot children would be segregated from human children in schooling and that moving Atom to a human school would be a step that received notable pushback. Robots are (from the belief of many humans) intended to be subservient and do not need the social development of having human friends as equals. If a human had a problem with a robot child, the robot child would be expected to resolve the problem entirely, even if it were not their fault. I also think that the idea of robotic children as they appear in Pluto is extremely interesting (but this isn't the place for that discussion so I'll keep it brief) as they are for the development of the parent robots and the idea of a robotic child ends up limiting the ability of the child robot to develop - If a robotic child could develop, they would no longer be childlike. We don't really see anything about developing child robots into another State in Pluto, so this leads me to believe that a child robot would be kept at a certain level of human development without much of a chance to grow from there (thus making it strange to have a child in the first place - Is the joy of a child not seeing them grow? And we do see some of this in Pluto, that one of their fondest memories with Robita is her walking for the first time, a similar experience to what human parents experience with their own children who do grow and change.) The lack of growth of child robots is also sort of touched on in another original Astro Boy comic, so I'll touch on it later too.

These are the two robotic laws we know so far, and if/when we see more of the robotic (production) laws, I'll be listing them together.

These laws being of robotic production are interesting - If a robot does not prioritize human happiness over their own, this robot is technically against the robotic laws. If a robot injures or kills a human, this obviously results in the robot being disassembled, but it seems like it would also result in their creator being charged as well, as the robot was able to do those things by virtue of the creator not putting in enough safeguards. Again, Pluto plays with this a lot more (robots are capable of harming humans but don't.) (but Pluto doesn't touch on creators of robots also being at fault) but if/when we get to a Pluto analysis, I'll be discussing it then.

We can see here that human child Tobio is driving a car. This is mostly funny to me - If the robotic car is safe enough for a child to ride in alone, why are his hands on the wheel? Why did it crash at all? Would that crash not be the fault of the robotic car's manufacturer, then? The idea that this accident should be blamed on Tenma (introduced at the very latest in the 1980s anime) is interesting considering this. By 2003 we don't even see him driving a car, he has something more like a bicycle.

Yea that makes sense. Go ahead and do that man. God I love this series.

Anyway our stress here is on "immortal body" and the goal of having Tobio back, but unable to die. No mention of the weapons and shit he's putting in there but that's probably why.

smithereens are basically the most classic thing to blown to.

Hooogh I'm normal about it.

First indication that a problem with Atom (for Tenma) is his robotic nature, despite that being something He Did in making him. His natural response is not human enough, and Tenma's response (likely partially for humor) is to yell at him and get angry. I'm also very fond of Atom's facial expressions not being developed yet. That kind of thing is just really special to me, it shows that a lot more work still needs to go into this from both of them to achieve what Tenma really wants - and most of that work is in counteracting the natural way Atom is liable to act and having him emulate humans more closely.

Difficult to say at this point if the original manga has Atom believing initially that he is a human, we do see more play with this in the first episode of the 1980's anime, but it's not really touched on that hard within Astro Boy itself as far as I remember (I suppose the 2009/10 movie does a little, lol, and so does Pluto.). That said, a robot believing themselves to be human is much more notable in Metropolis.

If I were da boss. and I were making my own interpretation of Astro Boy, I do think I would play with this more. The identity crisis element would be really intriguing to me, especially considering that a robot that believes themselves to be human would believe they were above the robotic laws, and the crisis in discovering not only that your identity and self is a lie but also that you are now disallowed from things you previously did not know you were disallowed from and suddenly your own happiness is not allowed to be your priority. I think it would drive some of the robotic rights stuff home a little (although, and I may be wrong, I don't believe the original run of the manga ever really touches on the idea that robots might be entitled to their own happiness over the happiness of humans if the two do not interfere with one another. If I'm wrong we'll see! I have memory issues so some things will be a surprise to me as well even though I reread this series somewhat frequently)

YEAG IT WAS. IT WAS AS PURE AS THAT OF AN ANGEL YOURE SO RIGHT

Kind of already started touching on this - But yeah, the unhappiness here (as well as in 1960's anime) comes from him not physically growing, which is funny because You Probably Could Have Made Him Do That In A Number Of Ways But You Shoved A Bunch Of Rockets And Guns In There Instead. I will also touch on one of the ways in a comic where it is made clear to be an option - A robot's brain can be transferred between bodies, so a new body can be made to suit a robot if they prefer, rather than like, surgically changing what is present.

In 1980, the problem is that Tenma believes that the lack of progress on Atom becoming more human is unresolvable.

In 2003, the problem is that Atom is too similar to Tobio, and Tenma does not want Atom to hate him in the same way Tobio did.

I actually do think that the 2009/10 movie was onto something with this because the problem there is that Atom is too similar to Tobio, but Tenma did not know his son and is under the impression he is different. That's a genuinely interesting approach. Atom is doing things Tobio would have done, acting as Tobio would have, and Tenma is like. This is nothing like my son. Because he just didn't know him he never gave him the time. This forces him to reckon with his own grief just the same - He sees the "differences" in Atom and Tobio and is reminded that his son is gone.

In Pluto, the problem is that Atom is too eager to please Tenma and is not similar enough to Tobio. Atom enjoys things and is happy about things, but Tenma remembers that Tobio hated those things. He brings it up, and Atom is like, okay I'll be more like him. But the fact of the matter is that Tenma knows there are fundamental differences now, and this is a different child. He's forced to reckon with his own grief (despite his best efforts to bring Tobio back) in that his son is gone.

The last two are a lot more about grief than they are about inadequacy, and I like that a lot. It's not in any way Atom's fault that he's rejected - It's that the premise of his existence is flawed. A father can't replace their lost child.

The unhappiness coming from Atom not physically growing is notable though, in the same way I mentioned robotic children earlier. They can't grow, that's an important part of who they are. They are created to be children, they can be nothing but children - But a human child is a growing thing, and a human child is defined by the fact that they are changing - they are becoming less childlike every day. A human child is defined by impermanence, and trying to make a child that will not cease to be a child, by death or otherwise, will make a child that is not a child at all.

He's so funny for just trying to sell him to any old guy who runs a robot fighting ring after spending like presumably hundreds of millions of Japanese taxpayer dollars on this robot.

Ahh! Most robots are not created to look human, but Atom is. He's fundamentally representative of a lack of boundary that humans want to ignore. Why would someone want a robot that is not subservient?

To be frankly honest I feel that Pluto missed out on some of this - I like the more explicit approach to hate groups but they don't ever really discuss why they hate robots beyond "they put humans out of a job." I think there's a lot of interesting stuff to be explored here!

Now that he's no longer being used to replace a human child, he's reduced to the same level of robot as others. I may be wrong in remembering this, but I believe in 2003's anime we do see some robots being like, "Atom is a privileged robot and doesn't really represent us - many of us have a built-in purpose, many of us do not have the right to self determination he has. Many of us do not have the humanity he is given, but he is meant to represent us just the same."

The fact that he's had access to these experiences already puts him between robot and human.

Also, "He hadn't learned how to cry yet" is devastating.

It's interesting that Hamegg is not the circus ringleader here as he is in some later iterations (although, I'm biased, I prefer 2003's approach where he is not sold to a circus at all but rather disposed of and Ochanamizu finds him and brings him back. Sue me.)- So actually, Tenma just sold him to some guy who would sell him elsewhere.

Wow that was easy!

(guy who hates dichotomies between good and bad alert) Nice dichotomy idiot. now what lies outside it.

Thanks for getting through this long analysis of (checks book) 23 pages of content. I should have a little less to say about most other chapters but this one has a lot to chew on.

#astro boy manga analysis #astro boy #mighty atom #tetsuwan atom #Please respond if you feel like it! I'm pretty sure no one at all is going to read this actually.

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w98pops · 2 years ago

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["Wow, hold your horses, boy! I still need these ribs."

"TOMMYYYYYYYYYY..."]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALETUS!!!

Thomas took a leave just to visit Eric's birthday party. The little guy never been happier.

Some annual rambling, this time regarding Aletus' family, all under the cut.

Eric comes from a family of honest to god Followers of the Apocalypse. Dina and Jonah were childhood friends, growing in the vault, and quickly fell in love with each other. Dina was a nurse and Jonah was a software engineer, their respectable professions earned them a place amongst the Followers after they left their vault.

Their first child was Thomas Williams. A humble sweet boy with a heart of gold. He wasn't a smarty type, so he felt much out of place growing among the Followers. That particular fact was the reason of constant bickering and arguing with his parents

When Tommy reached the enlistment age, he ran away and joined the NCR military force, which was met extremely negatively with his parents, but they softened up after awhile. Dina and Jonah love all their children despite all the difficulties and differences. After the attack on Eric's caravan, and Eric's "death", Thomas mourned harded than the others.

His and his younger sibling's relationship was really really deep, in fact, Thomas' only real reason for fighting was to make the world a better place for his little brother. Which is a damn shame, because after a few years he got the news saying that Eric actually SURVIVED and lived in prosperity as a legionary. Thomas was angry, shameful and really fucking sad. Type of sadness and shame that leave you helpless. He changed his last name to his mom's — Yau — to never be associated with the person his brother has become. After his battle injury, which led to him losing almost all of his vision, he retired from active duty and became a secretary for a high ranking NCR general. He sends money to his sister in Boneyard and thanks god every day that their parents died without the knowledge that their child became a fascist slaver.

Edna is the youngest child in the family. She was born a year after Eric and 6 years after Tommy. She's a bit of a silly girlie, blue hair and pronouns type, and she took a lot from her father. Edna is an extremely talented engineer, like, insanely good. While Thomas was slaughting minorities in the name of freedom and Eric was studying homoerotic fanfiction instead of working on his history major, she was doing STUFF. She mastered computers before she learned how to tie her shoes. After her parents death, she stayed in the Boneyard and practically became a leader of the engineer team. Her straightforward personality and brains earned her a very high place of authority in the Followers community and very justifiable at that. In the year of 2281 Edna is working on her little project "Hippocrates", which is aimed to start mass production of autodocs from scratch. She's super pro-NCR because without her brother's money her project fated to fail, and she can't allow that. Her motivations are not so much as to help people, but to show off her sick programming skills, but as long as she's doing good work I say pop off girlie. General public doesn't know how she feels about her other brother's affilation with the Legion, but she never changed her last name like Thomas did, and there's even rumors spreading that she was contacting him from time to time. Before he died, at least.

That's uhmm 😭😭 kinda all. I'm not feeling good but still wanted to drop some Aletus lore on his birthday, because people love the guy, and I love when people love my guys.

CARD SWAP SPOILER. My little pelican king is a four of clubs. Sharky is a joker.

#fallout #fallout new vegas #fnv #oc: aletus

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au-drayton-shenanigans · 2 months ago

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//ooc vr chat :)

(the thing I said was based on this running joke between me and my sister in vr chat)

So this might explain why I been less active the past few days I spontaneously decided to learn a new skill. I actually wanted a posable model of cloak guy for a vine animatic I haven't started. Had the idea of making a vine animatic all the way back during the time my computer had bsod- not that I could do anything like that without the computer.

For a specific vine that I'm wanting to have in the animatic I thought it would be hysterical to have a t-posing 3d cloak guy slide into frame rather than drawing him in that one.

But a few days ago I randomly got motivation to work on the poseable 3d model because I got a "what if?" thought related to vr chat. I went all like "Okay, Imma have this stupid bird ready for the vine animatic when I start on it eventually. But what if I can put him in vr chat too, wouldn't that be fun?" So I grabbed a few tutorials and got to work.

I want to put more au guys in. Not just Draytons, but others too. Like the chaos deer. The chaos deer's model-edit is unfinished, but he's next I think

I just- don't know how I would put Fish in. I pondered my options for a little while. Not sure what the protocol is for rigging merfolks. If I can find a tutorial for that, he'll be in all accurate and stuff.

But if I can't put him in accurately, I might do the same idea I did in the sims 4, since merfolk sims can't be in merfolk sims 24/7 and I had to design a "legged" form for him. (as a way to explain it I imagined that cloak guy transformed him for the heck of it) But yeah if I can't get Fish with his tail in vr chat, he'll have to have legs

Another thing. It would be cool if I could also learn world creation, then I would make the goober squad clubhouse. It's a huge place so if I were to be able to do it, I'd probably have to separate the land side and the water side so it's not too hard on peoples' computers. (Technically it wouldn't be inaccurate to have them in separate worlds because they kinda are in two different mini-universes. I couldn't make the portal stretch all over one half of the wall though)

It would be fun to walk around in too. I think of the place in my head from time to time, which is like exploring it but only I can explore it. So letting other people explore it too would be very fun.

I'm more surprised by the avatar quality than the fact that I actually got him in. I thought I would get a medium score at best but it's

I keep my expectations low so I can maintain a healthy relationship with being surprised but this was sure something!

#ooc post #au draytons in vrchat

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manojwrites · 5 months ago

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jnyumul · 7 months ago

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MY REFLECTION IN E-TECH

Learning about new things can make our talents and skills more enhanced. Doing things can make us prepared for something that is bigger, since my alternative course is Information Technology. At first, we are still clueless about the activity for the reason that we are clueless in making a website, creating a PowerPoint presentation about our family tree, specially making infographics in canva, making the activities like creating an account in Blogger, Weebly, tumblr, square space, medium and jetpack, and specially making our own website in wordpress.

While doing the said tasks, I feel challenged at the same time. The said tasks are a bit difficult because I don't have enough experience in doing that. I am also happy because I learned something new in the said activity, like creating our website and exploring other social media platforms. Doing new things, like creating an account and making our own website can make our minds sharp. Expanding our knowledge or exercising our minds can make the tasks easier. It may be a bit difficult but at least we're trying to do or accomplish it.

When doing the task I've come to a problem where some apps are broken and not working properly and sometimes "bugging", What's really concerning is the internet connection, it is so slow that sometimes i download an app it just doesn't download due to a slow internet connection. On my website, i put things in there about me, my family tree, I've put everything there, all of our activities like creating an account on Facebook, Telegram, Instagram, Tiktok, Pinterest, WhatsApp, Viber, Threads, X. Some of those social media platforms are easy to make an account because i already created an account.

On my wordpress website, sir told us to make a website that will represent as our portfolio. I've put uncommon Filipino words like :

• Marilag › Beauty

• Awanggan > infinity

• Hidhid > Selfish person

• Pantablay > Charger

• Halgambilang > Grade/ score

• Hiraya > The fruit of one’s dreams

• Pala-pindutan > Keyboard, this thing relates so much to us for we used it almost daily in making a reflection in a laptop or personal computer.

• Salong-ganisa > Mouse, this relates to use because without this, it is impossible to move the pointer in screen

• Pook sapot > Website, this thing relates so much to use because we just recently create a website for our portfolio

• Panuos > Computer

To summarize everything that had be stated so far or in conclusion, word press and mailmerge in Microsoft word taught me a lot, for example: creating your own website using some website can be frustrating and need money, not like word press, it is free and reliable. The mailmerge is a powerful tool for creating a invitations, newsletter, etc.

Mail merge and other Microsoft tools, provide you a reliable and saves you time in creating something. I am pleased that sir taught us this that i might use when I'm in college for my course: information technology.

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solidcarbondioxide · 26 days ago

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I'd like to point out that even for "tech savvy" people, technology is becoming more and more inaccessible. Trying to navigate all the pre-installed bloatware to find what's necessary and what isn't is becoming nigh impossible for the average person, and googling it doesn't always help.

My laptop from 2016 died and I needed a new one. Tell me why of the 1TB of storage it has, about 150GB were taken up upon first start-up? And when you open control panel [which, not everyone even knows what that is anymore] to delete the bloatware, it doesn't show anything that takes up that much space.

Knowing how to make a clean install of windows isn't something most people know how to do, and even people who are at least slightly technologically aware, might be wary of messing with Windows for warranty/Windows key reasons or what not. The more predatory technology becomes, the more difficult it becomes even for people who try to stay on top of it. "Yeah, I can look up how to do it, and understand what it says, but there are so many ways it could go wrong, and I can't afford another device" is an absolutely valid fear, and if even someone who does know what the tech lingo means is unwilling to mess with it, how can the average user?

[No, I don't want to hear how it's easy because you can do it through an ISO, or because it's only the first install that can't be clean and afterwards the key is bound to your Microsoft account. The average, kinda-sorta-maybe tech literate person won't touch that because tech is expensive and not everyone can try it out on an old laptop that doesn't work anymore to make sure they know wtf they're doing. So they'll remove what they can, sigh, and live with the rest.]

My dad's laptop recently threw a BIOS error and loaded up with the requirement for a BitLocker key. His laptop, in fact, most peoples laptops, have no need for that kind of security, and most people won't know that their computer has it activated until it throws an error. If the error hadn't occurred while I was there, there is no way in hell he could have figured out how to find the key, because he wasn't even aware this key exists. I wasn't even aware my laptop had BitLocker activated until his showed that error, because its either not mentioned anywhere, or hidden in the multi-page agreements that you need to accept before being allowed access to "your" device.

And guess what? If this reaches anyone, somewhere out there is someone who considers themselves "tech savvy", who has just found out their new device has BitLocker activated, and they're trying to figure out how to find the BitLocker key because no one told them this exists or that they may want to know how to find it. (Go to aka.ms/myrecoverykey, sign in to the Microsoft account linked to the device, look for the key that corresponds to the first 8 letters/numbers of the Recovery key ID on the device)

And if you followed one of those helpful guides on how to force a local account onto your lovely new win11 device? I hope you also went and found a lovely guide on how to find your BitLocker key/how to de-encrypt your device, cuz guess what? You see that blue screen and your files are gone. (Well, there are ways around it but again, they're not exactly the easiest of methods, definitely not something the average user could manage)

Sure, it's a safety feature, but it's unnecessary for most and should be an opt-in, not a "find out when shit hits the fan"

The more predatory technology becomes, the harder it becomes to be technologically literate.

I was lucky, my first proper device was a Windows 7 that required some tech literacy but was for the most part user friendly, I didn't love the switch to Windows 10 because it became harder to to find the more complex settings, but I learned most of my tech skills on it, moving to Windows 11 and seeing the "simplified, user friendly, easy setup" interface that makes accessing things harder and actively hides settings from the user? It still grates my nerves. I still have issues with the audio settings of all things because for some stupid reason apps set to 0 still produce noise and the slider moves up by 1-5 points automatically. I've pinned the windows 10 volume mixer to my windows 11 devices task bar because I cannot tolerate the windows 11 one and its bs.

Technology becoming "user friendly and easy to navigate" has, in a lot of cases, actually made it harder to understand. I did not get taught what I know about technology at school. I learnt it on my own, because I grew up with tech that still allowed it.

Yes, schools should still be teaching the basics of technology, but at some point we need to realise that technology has become much more inaccessible too.

And that's only the software side of things. Why does all of my laptops RAM come soldered now? Why does opening my device up to clean it void the warranty? Why does the number of ports keep decreasing?

Anyway, this has gotten longer than I wanted, so I'm going to say this one more time and end it there.

Technology has become easier to use on the surface and harder to understand beyond that. Users are being kept away from "settings they may not understand", and it makes it significantly harder to learn as a result.

Me: oh yeah, if you think school photography is hard now, try imagining doing this with film.

The new girl: what's film?

Me: ... film. Like... film that goes in a film camera.

New girl: what's that mean?

Me: ... before cameras were digital.

New girl: how did you do it before digital?

Me:... with film? I haven't had enough coffee for this conversation

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the-best-guide · 2 years ago

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Introduction to Designing Open Source Games for Google Smart Phones

Google offers open source tools and education but it's up to you to learn and develop your own apps for smart phones to prove how good you are at creating and designing open source games and at what price you can offer them. Future development is online. Google I think is a great company to work for and as big as they are with smart phones they realize they don't have the time or resources to single handily develop new gaming software and for that matter don't have time to mirror the work documents exactly. Hand held phone, it's just not reasonable. However, they have reportedly come to some deals with some of the apps available for Android, I think to challenge Apple's growing presence of power. So, with this in mind let's detail online gaming design.

People who develop games through Java Script for mobile phones especially Java arcade game users. Presently Java, as most programming has its own content, script implies a language that a program can comprehend. If you don't have the right software or don't know what software to use, then contact an expert, these gaming experts are called C++ engineers. Because such languages work with Java. Those already experienced in C++ can use Java, and Java is the gaming industry standard, Java is also known for its Flash integration, audio software, text, and cloud-based open source development. This is usually done on Linux rather than Unix, and images can be surprisingly fresh on these new media tools. This reduced the amount of work required to learn these skills. Open writing computer programs is a phenomenal spot to start.

Before you start designing games, there are a few things you need to understand when designing games for phones. Like an iPad and other touch screen devices, the Teflon screen creates a motion and controlling your game from the screen can change your game's response time, which was my main concern with games for Android - they're clunky and the controls are clunky if the scroll button isn't active. very boring Similarly, the tilt sensor in the phone is also very advanced. Learning how to program such a game is beyond the scope of this introductory post. All you need to know with these issues or if you want to know more about these high end issues of designing games for Android phones is GLSurfaceView ATITC compression, VBO and there buffer (which is responsible for responding when a game crashes and great because you're on Google Can trackback crash results while reporting.

Some interesting terms that will enhance your understanding and help educate yourself on designing games for Android phones are listed in this short glo2D side-scroller - Parallax Layers, Tile-based Worlds, Animated Sprites Correct Hardware Buttons: Input System, OpenGL, ES Writing Java code for Android phones.

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natasha-in-space · 2 years ago

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What are your headcanons of Saeyoung having a significant other that's a computer programmer ?

Well, in that case, I hope the rest of the RFA members are ready for the amount of programming jokes that are now going to fill the chatroom daily. You two will converse in code while everyone else is loosing their damn mind in the backround. It's pure chaos, and you and Seven reign supreme.

Saeyoung is going to be genuinely excited when he learns about your job. He doesn't have that many friends with who he can discuss these technical aspects of his job. Okay, he doesn't have any friends like that whatsoever. Other agents are simply colleagues in the best case scenario, and his competitors in the worst case, which is why it's pretty hard to build sincere connections in his field. And while Vanderwood does share the same knowledge as him, they're not one for joking around, that's for sure. So, he can't help but try to learn as much as he can about your field of work.

But, don't get him wrong, he's only doing it for security reasons! He's definitely not writing out notes on what you might be interested in so that he can use that knowledge to his advantage!

He can't help but get all giddy whenever you come in into the chatroom. You two will hit it off right away, and the rest is history. You start sending each other overly sweet encrypted messages that nobody else can make sense of, and he finds himself being way more open with you than he's allowed to be. It's not unusual for him to blurt out something he's definitely not allowed to say during one of your late night phone calls... It will get dangerous pretty quickly.

Truly... He's a bit jealous of you. Here you are, doing something so similar to his line of work, and yet, you're bringing good into this world. On the other hand, all his talents are good for is dirty work for disgusting rich folks.

In his eyes, you're so bright and amazing, and that serves as a painful reminder that you'll be so much better off with someone else. Someone who's not as tainted as he is. What will you think about him if you find out what he truly does? The thought crushes him, despite how hard he tries to deny it.

During your days stuck in the apartment, you might offer to help with his work, which he quickly denies. Partially, because he's actively trying to push you away, but also since the mere thought of you doing the same filthy work he does disturbs him to his core. Still, once you manage to reach his heart at last, he becomes way more open to the idea of you helping him with finding Saeran. 'Two nerds are better than one!' - as he puts it, gently pinching your cheek.

Now, he works by your side to save someone. You give him strength to believe that everything will turn out okay in the end, that he deserves to use his skills for good.

And once you start living together in the bunker? Saeyoung distances himself from hacking all together, as well as anything to do with computers. It's not like he's never going to code again, but he needs to take a long break from this activity. He spent such a large period of his life staring at his monitor, that you can't really blame him for wanting to branch out!

Now, his coding will be mostly focused on creating new robots and inventions, rather than direct computer work. Still, he's always more than happy to help you out or share a project of yours.

Your lovey-dovey coding jokes will never ceast to exist, though. It's something everyone will have to learn to put up with whether they want it or not.

#mystic messenger #mysmes #mysme #mm #mystic messenger headcanons #saeyoung choi #mm saeyoung #saeyoung x reader

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douchebagbrainwaves · 4 years ago

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APPARENTLY OUR SITUATION WAS NOT UNUSUAL

Enjoy it while it lasts, and get as much done as you can, because you haven't hired any bureaucrats yet. Sites of this type will get their attention. The fact that there's no conventional number. Don't fix Windows, because the remaining. And what drives them both is the number of new shares to the angel; if there were 1000 shares before the deal, this means 200 additional shares. This is not as selfish as it sounds. For the average startup fails. It spread from Fortran into Algol and then to depend on it happening. Seeing the system in use by real users—people they don't know—gives them lots of new ideas is practically virgin territory.

Auto-retrieving spam filters would make the legislator who introduced the bill famous. When someone's working on a problem where their success can be measured, you win. I was a Reddit user when the opposite happened there, and sitting in a cafe feels different from working. However, the easiest and cheapest way for them to do it gets you halfway there. No one uses pen as a verb in spoken English. We'd ask why we even hear about new languages like Perl and Python, the claim of the Python hackers seems to be as big as possible wants to attract everyone. Conditionals. Poetry is as much music as text, so you start to doubt yourself. Between them, these two facts are literally a recipe for exponential growth. In languages, as in any really bold undertaking, merely deciding to do it. I fly over the Valley: somehow you can sense something is going on.

It's easy to be drawn into imitating flaws, because they're trying to ignore you out of existence. Google. Long words for the first time should be the ideas expressed there. If a link is just an empty rant, editors will sometimes kill it even if it's on topic in the sense of beating the system, not breaking into computers. As long as you're at a point in your life when you can bear the risk of failure. I'm less American than I seem. The distinction between expressions and statements. So perhaps the best solution is to add a few more checks on public companies. Let me repeat that recipe: finding the problem intolerable and feeling it must be true that only 1.

Well, I said a good rule of thumb was to stay upwind—to work on a Python project than you could to work on a problem that seems too big, I always ask: is there some way to bite off some subset of the problem. A company that needed to build a factory or hire 50 people obviously needed to raise a large round and risk losing the investors you already have if you can't raise the full amount. And isn't popularity to some extent its own justification? I realize I might seem to be any less committed to the business. Surely that's mere prudence? The measurement of performance will tend to push even the organizations issuing credentials into line. Number 6 is starting to have a piratical gleam in their eye. About a year after we started Y Combinator that the most important skills founders need to learn. When the company goes public, the SEC will carefully study all prior issuances of stock by the company and demand that it take immediate action to cure any past violations of securities laws. Within a few decades old, and rapidly evolving. I didn't say so, but I'm British by birth. Investors tend to resist committing except to the extent you can.

I'm talking to companies we fund? But if we can decide in 20 minutes, should it take anyone longer than a couple days when he presented to investors at Demo Day, the more demanding the application, the more demanding the application, the more extroverted of the two founders did most of the holes are. We funded them because we liked the founders so much. And such random factors will increasingly be able to brag that he was an investor. You'd feel like an idiot using pen instead of write in a different language than they'd use if they were expressed that way. The safest plan for him personally is to stick close to the margin of failure, and the time preparing for it beforehand and thinking about it afterward. The theory is that minor forms of bad behavior encourage worse ones: that a neighborhood with lots of graffiti and broken windows becomes one where robberies occur. S s: n. Bootstrapping Consulting Some would-be founders may by now be thinking, why deal with investors at all, it means you don't need them.

It's not just that you can't judge ideas till you're an expert in a field. And the way to do it gets you halfway there. Angels who only invest occasionally may not themselves know what terms they want. But the raison d'etre of all these institutions has been the same kind of aberration, just spread over a longer period. If someone pays $20,000 from their friend's rich uncle, who they give 5% of the company they take is artificially low. But because seed firms operate in an earlier phase, they need to spend a lot on marketing, or build some kind of announcer. There are millions of small businesses in America, but only a little; they were both meeting someone they had a lot in common with. We present to him what has to be treated as a threat to a company's survival. S i; return s;; This falls short of the spec because it only works for integers. He said their business model was crap.

I was a philosophy major. Programs often have to work actively to prevent your company growing into a weed tree, dependent on this source of easy but low-margin money. And I was a philosophy major. This leads to the phenomenon known in the Valley is watching them. I definitely didn't prefer it when the grass was long after a week of rain. As many people have noted, one of the questions we pay most attention to when judging applications. I'd like to reply with another question: why do people think it's hard to predict, till you try, how long it will take to become profitable. Raising money is the better choice, because new technology is usually more valuable now than later. The purpose of the committee is presumably to ensure that is to create a successful company?

One recently told me that he did as a theoretical exercise—an effort to define a more convenient alternative to the Turing Machine. This is actually less common than it seems: many have to claim they thought of the idea after quitting because otherwise their former employer would own it. If you look at these languages in order, Java, and Visual Basic—it is not so frivolous as it sounds, however. VCs they have introductions to. VCs ask, just point out that you're inexperienced at fundraising—which is always a safe card to play—and you feel obliged to do the same for any firm you talk to. The lower your costs, the more demanding the application, the more important it is to sell something to you, the writer, the false impression that you're saying more than you have. What happens in that shower?

Thanks to Dan Bloomberg, Trevor Blackwell, Garry Tan, Nikhil Pandit, Reid Hoffman, Geoff Ralston, Slava Akhmechet, Paul Buchheit, Ben Horowitz, and Greg McAdoo for the lulz.

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I am going uni this year and I am planning to major in Physics and minor in Astronomy. I've always been fascinated by stars and the Universe but I never got to learn it deeply. Do you have any advice for me?

I can ramble quite a bit about advice, so I'll do my best to organize this in a way that makes sense. And of course note that this is from my personal experience, so feel free to ignore something if it doesn't appeal to you. (I'm writing this as a physics grad student based in the US studying cosmology.)

A major in physics is more malleable than pure astronomy, and there are a few route that you can explore further, depending on what you find interesting. The following few points don't include any specific things to do, but it will be good to keep mind as you go through your classes.

Theory: Do you love the mathematical side of physics? Do you love working through proofs, and using the tools of math in creative ways? Theory is one route with most things in physics, and typically requires grad school, and staying in academia to research. Theory is held up to high standards and so is rarely funded with few positions.

Experimental: Do you enjoy the technical side of things, like building your experiments in labs or using a telescope? Experimental physics and astronomy is very hands-on, and this has both academic and technical routes after college.

Computational: Do you like programming? In physics and especially astronomy you need computers to analyze the data that you are taking in bulk. There's a lot of data science in both areas, and is good to learn if you'd like to go into industry instead of staying in academia. (Academia in physics is awful for learning technical computing skills, but there are ways to get there, one of which I accidentally stumbled onto.)

I can go into general advice for the classes you'll likely be taking. A simple search online can give you an overwhelming amount of tips, but I'll try to condense the ones I felt were most helpful here.

Ask for help when you need it! Whether this is working with your classmates, getting tutoring, or going to professor's office hours, don't feel obligated to bash your head against the wall when you are stuck. While it is a skill to take the time to understand something, your time is also valuable, and you will benefit from learning from others.

Practice. Typically in undergrad, doing homework sets is the best way to get practice learning new material. I'd suggest finding more problems if you feel you still need more practice, and working through those problems with others as mentioned above to get a better handle on the topic.

Find ways to get involved in your department. I hate to say networking because it's an annoying buzzword, but it's still important. See if you can find a job in the department, like tutoring, or if you're lucky like I was, your school may have a campus observatory for you to get hands-on experience with. Otherwise, take on rolls in any physics club, like Society of Physics Students or something similar. This way you can get to know the older students, and show that you're active in the department.

Keep a lookout for research opportunities and/or internships. This is how you 1) explore your interests and 2) get experience for your goals after you graduate. Usually you need some letters of recommendation, which you can ask from professors that know you (best option) or other managers if you have a job.

If linear algebra and differential equations are offered, take them! They should be required, but if not, make room for them.

Asa general note, keep track of your general well-being when you're studying physics and astronomy. It's not an easy topic, but it's a matter of hard work rather than pure talent. If you feel lost, it's okay. Everyone feels that eventually, and it's usually at different points of time. Have faith that you can learn the material, either now or later when you have had more time to digest it.

In any case, I hope this helps, and I hope you have fun!

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rendevousz · 4 years ago

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little hacker

avengers x fem!teen!reader

characters: brief clint barton, tony stark, steve rogers, natasha romanoff, peter parker

summary: you hacked into tony's systems and he, along with the team, track you down.

warnings: mentions of death and a car crash, hacking written by someone who has no idea how it works

word count: 3241

note: hi um this is my first oneshot on tumblr i hope you like it!!

you were 14 when you first met the avengers. your family had gotten into a tragic car accident and you were the only one who made it out alive, leaving you in excessive guilt and burden; guilt because you were the only one granted a second chance at life and burden because you had to live your life, barely scraping by as you were dropped the responsibility of taking care of your sick grandmother.

at 11, where all that the kids your age had to worry about was whether their pocket money was enough to get themselves an after-school snack, you worried whether or not the money left to your name was enough to survive.

at 11, where girls worried about their changing bodies and asked their mothers about it, you had to figure it all out yourself and with the help of your trusty laptop, the only gadget you had, one that your dad had gifted to you after you had gotten 100s for all your tests at age 8. he thought you were his little prodigy and figured a laptop would treat you well. you took care of it well because while you didn't want to spend the last of your money left, —that was specifically set aside for your grandmother's hospital bills— you wanted to hold on to the laptop for as long as you could, as a reminder of your loving father, as well as the memories the item held, after you've watched movies with pretty much all of your passed family members on that laptop at different points in your life. that was why whenever the thing lagged due to how much you've been using it, you almost always figure out how to fix it until it was good as new.

at 12, while your classmates had their parents to protect them when they were out at night, you feared for your life whenever you were out past dark. which led you to learning self defence from youtube videos. you learned them pretty quickly and with your sharp-wittedness, you no longer feared to be out at night. you even had the honours of trying out your skills when some men thought they could get you just because you were smaller than them.

at 12, where kids your age were having fun, enjoying their childhood, you had no choice but to be mature and think for the good of yourself and your sick grandmother. you were forced to grow up and you were probably more mature and intelligent than the rest of your classmates combined.

and at 13, you realised that money wasn't going to grow on trees and the money you were left with wasn't going to last forever. it had to last until you were old enough to work. but with your grandmother's condition getting worse and worse, you were forced to drop out of school. you were upset because you loved it. you loved knowledge. but family came first and the only thing that your knowledge increased on was on computers.

which led to you being able to hack into tony stark's bank account at only 14. you had no other choice than to steal money and who better to steal it from than a guy whose pocket change could probably last you another five years or so? you knew who tony stark was, the whole world knows who he is. and you thought that maybe he would be too preoccupied with his alter ego saving the whole world, along with his group of earth's mightiest heroes that he wouldn't notice the tiny bit of money you'd stolen from him.

of course the billionaire had been alerted immediately by his AI when you'd accessed into his systems. "security breach?" he exclaimed, immediately dropping the tool he was tinkering his suit with in his lab.

he spent about 3 minutes, that was how long you took touring around in his systems, observing what you did in it. he watched as you did nothing about the highly confidential information he had and instead, stole....5 grand from his bank account? that was barely a scratch to his account. what was going on?

he had requested FRIDAY to track down the hacker, mainly because he was perplexed that someone had hacked into his well protected system just to steal a tiny bit of money but it seems that even FRIDAY couldn't track down where it came from.

he told the team and it was then that everyone worried how dangerous the hacker could possibly be.

"who steals just 5 grand after hacking into a billionaire's bank account?" clint frowned after tony had explained the whole situation. "i mean, if i managed to hack into your systems, i'd do way more than just steal a couple bucks."

"exactly. and who knows? they might just be waiting for the right moment to install dangerous malware into the system and until we find the culprit, they're roaming somewhere out there with all our confidential information right at the tip of their fingers. if they decide to use it against us..." tony trailed off, for once having a worried expression on his otherwise nonchalant face. he's never been this clueless about what to do with any sort of technical issues concerning the avengers or himself.

you on the other hand, after getting complacent that you weren't caught, kept doing so for the next couple months or so. you had no ill intentions, just trying to scrape by. the whole situation puzzled tony. he didn't care how much you've taken from him in total now, you were right; it was merely pocket change to him. but you were still considered a threat since you had free access to his systems and he didn't even know who you were or where you were.

that was until you made a tiny mistake, one that if tony wasn't spending every waking moment trying to track you down he wouldn't have noticed. and though it was a small mistake, it certainly was going to change how things ran from then on.

that afternoon, after having just gotten back from visiting your grandmother at the hospital, you were planning to get more money from the billionaire's bank account at the comfort of your own home. god, hospital bills were expensive. once you had had a little snack, you settled down on the couch and opened your laptop. but being the quick-witted person you were, before the screen in front of you lit up, you saw movement from behind you.

your heart raced. you could handle fighting people but those usually happened in alleys at nighttime. this was in your home, your safe place. you made sure to lock the doors and there weren't fire escapes outside your windows so how did the intruder get in?

you could tell they were trying to be inconspicuous to get to you and so you let them. you let the person think that they were going to get you without a fight but when they were right behind you, you swiftly turned your body around and jumped over the couch. the masked intruder let out a surprised yelp and the two of you fought for a bit. before you knew it, you had them pinned under you in just ten seconds.

"wha– how– what?" it sounded like a boy. you looked down at him and noticed his red and blue spandex suit. you frowned. wasn't this the friendly neighbourhood spiderman guy or something? why was a superhero breaking into your home?

he was coughing from your knee pressing down onto his chest and you lifted it slightly, enough for him to breathe but not enough to escape. he seemed grateful though because he muttered a seemingly embarrassed 'thanks'.

"get off the kid or i'll blast you off of him myself."

you look up and saw the iron man repulsor aimed right at you, and obviously iron man himself was standing right there in the middle of your small apartment. behind him stood a redhead, who you knew as the black widow, aiming a pistol at you, and a man with a shield, captain america. the spiderboy must've come in through the window and unlocked the door for them.

when you made eye contact with steve, he frowned in confusion. you looked way too young to be the culprit they had expected. he muttered a quiet 'wait, what?' before tony stark revealed himself, his iron man faceplate opening.

"um...kid? where are your parents? or guardian? we need to see them because there's been some highly illegal activity coming from this address." the man in the suit spoke. you stayed still, knee still pressing against the boy under you, frowning at the adults in the room. they noticed your apprehensiveness and slowly lowered their weapons. "we're not here to hurt you, you can release the boy now," steve told you gently.

you usually weren't one to trust easily but since these people were known superheroes, you reluctantly stood up, still anxious of the possibilities of what they could do to you. the spiderboy got up too and dusted his back, before going to stand next to steve. you were confused as to why these heroes were breaking in your home until you remembered what you had been up to for the past weeks. how could you forget when that was the only reason you were still surviving?

your eyes widened with fear when they met tony's soft ones. he looked at you with such care and worry that you were reminded of your late dad. the man in front of you wasn't the arrogant man you've watched on youtube. you felt bad for stealing from him now. you used to think that he deserved it, despite how little you took compared to how much he had. the man knelt down before you so he didn't appear so big in front of you, seeing your frightened expression. little did he know you were frightened for a totally different reason.

"anyone else living here, kid? because i tracked down this address and someone has been stealing money from me. i might need to have a little talk with them." he explained, looking around the house. you fiddled with the hem of your shirt nervously, scared of what would come once you came clean about your actions. you were scared you were going to be taken in for juvenile crime but you were also scared of the consequences of lying straight to their faces. so you took a deep breath before deciding to just tell the truth.

"t–that would be me, sir." you admitted in a small voice, avoiding eye contact with the billionaire you had been stealing from. a few shocked looks from the team and an incredulous 'what?' from tony had you biting the inside of your cheeks in fear.

"i'm truly sorry about that, sir. i..." you trailed off, debating whether or not to justify your actions because you thought that he might not even want to listen to it. "i had to pay off my grandmother's hospital bills because she is very sick. my family died a few years ago in a car crash and i was the only one who made it. i was left some money to my name but having to survive on that along with paying off nana's bills, it was bound to run out. i...i thought that since you were a billionaire, stealing a few thousands wouldn't matter to you...i'm so sorry, sir. i– i'll start working to pay you back.." you stuttered out, holding your hands together so it would minimise the shaking.

tony's mouth opened and closed, like fish out of water, not knowing what to say to you. he stood up and you were on the verge of breaking down right then and there, feeling as small as you did before he knelt before you. "p–please don't report me, sir. i– i don't know what would happen to my nana if you do.. i swear to you that i didn't mess with your other files. i only accessed the system for your bank account and that was it. i have no ill intentions, please don't report me.." you were now the one kneeling down in front of him, begging.

the team were flabbergasted at the scene unfolding before them and tony was quick to get you off your knees, which scared you even more because the death grip of his metal hands on your forearms had your mind running wild at the millions of possibilities of what he would do to you. was he going to kill you and leave you somewhere that people were never going to find your body? or was he going to dispose of you and use his power to remove you permanently from the system so no one came looking for you? he had the power to ruin your life and you feared that.

snapping you out of your mental breakdown, he spoke softly. "hey, it's okay." and that was when you realised the 'death grip' he had on your forearms had only been your paranoia getting the best of you. he was barely even touching you. your teary eyes looked up at his soft, brown ones in fear.

then he smiled at you.

"it's okay. i understand the reason why you did what you did. you're a good kid, your nana is so lucky to have you. what's your name?" he knelt down before you once again, knowing that him standing tall in his iron man suit terrified you. "y/n." you responded timidly.

"how old are you, y/n?" this time, it was steve who asked. you had forgotten that there were other people in the room, too consumed by your fear for your life a few moments ago. "i'm fourteen, mr america, sir." you whispered out, the sight of captain america in person intimidating you until you saw a kind smile on his face.

"you're pretty young to be doing what you've been doing, y/n. are you aware that you're the first person to be able to hack into my heavily protected, supposedly impenetrable network? many have tried to do so and failed, and they were really smart people too. have you been doing this for a while?" tony asked.

"um...my father gifted me this laptop when i was 8 because i did exceptionally well in school. he believed i was a child prodigy and let me have a laptop since he knew my studies wouldn't be affected by the distraction of entertainment. i used to only hack into games to cheat my way up the ranks but only recently i tried something else since i had nothing better to do and i've been out of school for a while now. i knew you were a billionaire so i tried just for the heck of it and surprised myself when i got in on the first try. and then i saw your bank account details and i really needed money so i stole some... again, i'm so sorry about that." you apologised, looking down at your feet.

he couldn't believe it. you were just messing around and you managed to get into his system? you, a mere fourteen year old who was out of school, managed to single handedly do what geniuses around the world had failed to do?

he was initially just going to have a talk with the hacker, and in case they were dangerous and had backup, he brought his own. but bringing steve, natasha and peter proved to be unnecessary when the culprit turned out to be you.

"where did you learn those moves?" natasha stepped closer towards you. you looked up at the redhead, noticing the glare she had on you when she aimed her pistols at you was replaced with curiosity.

you fiddled with the hem of your shirt even more, embarrassed to tell her that you learned to fight from a couple of youtube videos when she had gotten years of actual training. you were pathetic compared to her. "i, um, i learned them from some youtube videos."

her eyebrows raised in surprise at the revelation. you hadn't gotten professional training yet you moved like you had. peter had superhuman strength, agility and endurance yet you took him down in under ten seconds. sure it may have been a disadvantage to peter because he was caught off guard but he should've been able to take you down still.

now was tony going to let the chance of a lifetime slip by? no, of course he was immediately thinking of recruiting you. your dad had been right about you being a prodigy. you adapted to new skills quickly and you were perfect for recruitment.

"hey kid, wanna be an avenger?"

your eyes widened and your jaw dropped in shock. steve immediately turned to him, an incredulous look on his face as he glared dangerously at the billionaire. "stark, you wanna think about this for a minute?"

"thank about what, cap? you saw what she did to the spiderling. and she successfully hacked into my system on her first try and we took weeks to trace her. romanoff back me up here," he saw how impressed natasha was by you and he knew the redhead wasn't going to disagree. "stark's right, steve. she's only fourteen and she's capable of so much already. we need someone like her."

"exactly! she's only fourteen! this life is dangerous for her!" steve argued. peter then tapped his shoulder to get his attention. "hey, mr rogers, i'm a sixteen-year-old avenger and she took me down easily. not gonna lie, it hurt my pride, also my back when you flipped me over your shoulder," he turned to you but you didn't say anything because you couldn't see his facial expression. "but i think she's going to be okay, sir."

steve sighed before turning to you, the defeated expression on his face softening when you looked up at him with your doe eyes and a small smile. you didn't answer to tony just yet since it seemed that steve had a say in it as well but you were dying to say yes. not only were you not going to be reported for your crimes but to be recruited by iron man himself to be an avenger? who could say no to that? not you, at least, since you had nothing better to do with your life at the moment.

"well, what do you say, kid?"

your smile grew and you nodded happily. the team couldn't help but crack a smile at how happy you looked for the first time since they've encountered you.

"well, you should go pack your important stuff so we can go back to the tower. you're going to be moving in if you're an official member of the avengers." tony told you and you nodded, walking towards your room to start packing while the team sat on the couch to wait for you.

"wait, what's going to happen to my nana?" you turned back towards them, worry etched onto you face. "don't worry about it, kid. you can give me the details later and i'll settle it. she'll be in good hands." he assured. "okay." you mumbled in response.

you were actually going to be an avenger. "awesome.." you grinned to yourself as you packed.

#avengers #avengers x reader #avengers x teen!reader #tony stark x teen!reader #captain america x teen!reader #steve rogers x teen!reader #natasha romanoff x teen!reader #teen!reader #peter parker x reader #marvel #marvel x reader

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The Bad Guys season 1: Our Own Story (chapter 29) - Mira In The Field

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Intro

Mr. Wolf: Yeah! I'm bad!

Mr. Snake: You're bad!

Ms. Tarantula: He's bad!

Mr. Hornet: She's bad!

Mr. Piranha: We're bad!

Mr. Shark: Who's bad?

The Bad Guys: Yeah! We're the Bad Guys!

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At the New Company Building, Mira was still in the middle of her work of writing the article about another crime committed by the Bad Guys, and another one about their crime-fighting success.

While she was typing on her computer, a woman came to her desk, and said, "Mira Rose, the boss wants to see you."

This made Mira separate her fingers from the keyboard. She was surprised that her boss wanted to see her. She gulped nervously before standing up from her chair, and following her boss' assistant.

On the way, Mira started asking, "And I in trouble?"

"He just told me to call you," the assistant said.

Mira didn't want to ask another question. The assistant might have no idea why the boss called her. When they made it in front of the boss' door, the assistant tilted her head, gesturing for Mira to go inside. Mira took a deep breath, and entered the room.

In the boss' office, the chair was facing backward. Nervously, Mira slowly closed the door behind her.

"Mr. Wilson…I heard you want to see me?" Mira asked.

"Yes, Ms. Rose, we have something to discuss," said the boss, turning around to face her. "Your articles of the Bad Guys are really impressive lately. You reported almost everything about them. Their crime, their heroism, and even other activities, like Mr. Piranha planning to have his own singing career, Mr. Hornet having a job at the FasTogether restaurant, and Mr. Shark becoming a famous 'actress' as Heather Jennings until he got fired for faking his identity in the set. There were many things the people learned about the Bad Guys."

Mira chuckled, "Aww, it was nothing. It's a simple job."

"And that is why I'm calling you here, Ms. Rose," Mr. Wilson declared, making Mira stop chuckling and paying attention to him. "Since your journaling skills were so impressive and incredible, how would like to put your skills in the field?"

"Umm, is writing about the Bad Guys already a field journaling to me? I've been going outside and taking pictures of them."

"Yes, it does. But this is gonna be different. I'm assigning you to an advanced level of field journaling, which is very dangerous. A gang of criminals broke into the Natural History Museum the other night, and they stole some kind of jade artifact. And I want you to write an article about this artifact, and know what the criminals' intention of stealing it is."

"Wait, how can I do that? That would be a dangerous mission," Mira asked worriedly as she knew about the danger of field journaling.

"Ms. Rose, you just have to find a way. I know this is a suicide mission, but it's a way to improve your skills. You can't just sit behind your desk all the time and write, and research things in the internet. You should go out there, and find stories outside the office. It's a real thing."

Mira wanted to hesitate because of her fear of danger, but she couldn't argue with her boss. She was given an order, and she should follow it or she'll lose her job.

"Yes, sir," she sighed while hanging her head down as she left the room sadly. When Mira closed the door behind her, she knew she won't survive this assignment. She needed something more than just a notebook and a pen. "I think I'm gonna use some help."

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Later in the afternoon, after Mira left her work, she headed straight to the Bad Guys' hideout. She made sure that no one notice her heading under the bridge of the 6th Street Viaduct while she was driving there. As she remembered, there was a big tunnel that lead to the Bad Guys' hideout, so she carefully drove there. with the headlights on. When she arrived at the hideout, Mira told the Bad Guys everything about the assignment of her job.

"You what?" Tarantula inquired.

"Field journalism? Is it a dangerous thing?" Shark asked.

"I know, but my boss already assigned me to a field journalism, and the article I have to write was the stolen artifact from the Natural History Museum the other night," Mira explained.

"The Jade of Ammit? Oof, that is one of the most dangerous artifacts there is!" Piranha exclaimed.

"You know about that artifact?" Mira quickly pulled out her notebook and pen.

Wolf replied with his pawns behind his back, "Yes. Back in our criminal days, we studied artifacts, and what they are capable of. We heard about the robbery at the Natural History Museum, and that artifact is called the Jade of Ammit. Whoever looked directly into the jade, it will give them their biggest fears and worst nightmares. That is why it was kept in a glass box. The jade won't work within glass."

"And… did you steal it before?" the journalist asked.

"We can't. It's too risky. Plus, why do we even need it? Showing their enemies' worst nightmares was a bit extreme or we would stare at the jade ourselves, and we would see our worst nightmares," Snake answered.

"A lot of criminals want to steal it. There is only one criminal who wants to get their hands on it: Silver Fox," Tarantula announced.

But Mira interrupted with a snicker, "Silver Fox? I don't want to sound mean, but would the term 'fox' be racist to Governor Foxington?"

"Not all foxes are bad, but not all of them are good either. It might be a nod to Governor Foxington's name, but that is how he used it… really likely as an excuse of proving that foxes are as bad as our animal species," the Bad Guy leader explained.

"Okay, but, what do you know about Silver Fox?"

"He's a mob boss. He had proven to be one of the high mob bosses in the city. If caught, he'll pack his bags and leave. If in a cell, he can bail out from it. He might be friendly when you meet him, but he's not an idiot. We knew him before. He even wanted to hire us to do his dirty work, but we declined the offer and parted ways."

"That was during my first year as a Bad Guy. I had a lecture to know other criminals than myself and my team," Hornet added, remembering his first year on the job.

"So, why does he need that artifact?" Mira questioned while holding her pen.

"We don't know yet, but we will meet him tonight to see if he has it. And then, we will retrieve that artifact, and return it to the museum," Snake answered.

"And I'll go with you."

"No, Mira, you can't. It's too dangerous," Tarantula watched.

"I know, but if I go back to work tomorrow empty-handed or without progress, I'm gonna lose my job," the journalist whimpered sadly.

When the Bad Guys glanced at each other, neither of them wanted Mira to come along or their mission will be compromised, but their doings might affect her job, and they didn't want that.

Wolf sighed, and held Mira's hands together, "Alright, Mira. we're doing this for you, but you have to stay close. Being in the lair of a mob boss can be pretty dangerous."

Mira wiped a tear, and nodded silently.

"We just need the plan to get in there to retrieve the Jade of Ammit," Piranha suggested.

Wolf then beamed as he got an idea. He dug into a treasure chest, and got a blueprint before placing it down on the table. It was the blueprint of the mob boss' hideout, "Glad that before we cut ties with Silver Fox, he gave me the blueprints of his hideout. Okay, so here's what we gonna do."

On the blueprint was a full layout of Silver Fox's hideout. It was at a warehouse building, but underground.

"He usually rest in his really large office right here," explained Wolf. "It's gonna be crowded with many guards and goons he hired over the past decade. Now, note that it's huge, so there will be eyes watching us. However, we know a few ways of how we can get that artifact since he might have it stored in a glass display. So, me and Snake will pay a visit to him for some talk. While we stall him for long, I need all of you to use the vents. Get close to the artifact. Piranha, Hornet, you deal with any guards nearby and don't make a single sound. Shark, Mira, I would need you to lower and supervise Tarantula onto hacking through the electrical lock on the glass display. Once we've gotten the artifact, retreat back in the vents and me and Snake will call it a day."

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At the Port of Los Angeles at Wilmington, the Bad Guys were behind another building, just 2 buildings away from Silver Fox's hideout.

"Okay, so that's Silver Fox's hideout. Snake and I will go right ahead while you five should sneak into the ventilation shaft as we planned," Wolf summarized the plan as the other Ba Guys nodded.

"This is so exciting! Let's go!" Mira squealed excitingly before starting to run off

"Uh, Mira, no, don't!" Shark held tight to her suit to stop her.

"Why?" She asked.

"This isn't a parade, we're in a mob boss territory," Tarantula reminded.

"Keep your hands to yourself, unless you're stealing," Piranha advised.

"You either slouch or strut," Hornet added.

"And never, ever smile like a friendly smile," Snake said.

Mira said appreciatively."Okay, thanks–"

Wolf snapped, "No! No 'thank you's', and drop the 'please,' too. Just… chill."

Wolf: Let me tell you something you can really trust Everybody's got a wicked side I know you think that you could never be like us Watch and learn so you can get it right

The Bad Guys: You need to drag your feet You need to nod your head You need to lean back Slip through the cracks

You need to not care

Snake: Uh, you need to not stare

The Bad Guys: You need a whole lot of help

Wolf: You need to not be yourself

You wanna be cool Let me show you how Need to break the rules I can show you how

And once you catch this feelin'

The Bad Guys: Yeah, once you catch this feelin'

You'll be chillin', chillin' Oh, oh, oh, oh Chillin' like a villain (Chillin') Chillin' like a villain (Chillin') Chillin' like a villain (Hey!) Chillin' like Chillin' like (Hey!)

A villain

Hornet: You draw attention when you act like that

Shark: Let us teach you how to disappear

Tarantula: You look like you would lose a fight to an alley cat

Piranha: You gotta be wrong to get it right 'round here

The Bad Guys: You need to watch your back You need to creep around You need to slide real smooth Don't make a sound

And if you want it, take it If you can't take it, break it If you care about your health

Wolf: Seriously, you need to not be yourself

You wanna be cool Let me show you how Need to break the rules I can show you how

And once you catch this feelin'

The Bad Guys: Yeah, once you catch this feelin' You'll be chillin', chillin' Oh, oh, oh, oh Chillin' like a villain (Chillin') Chillin' like a villain (Chillin')

Mira: I really wanna be bad a lot And I'm giving it my best shot But it's hard being what I'm not

Snake: Well, if you don't you're gonna get us caught

Wolf: He's right, we gotta stay low-key Now show us how bad you can be

Mira: Like this?

Wolf: Yeah, yeah

Mira: Like this?

Wolf: Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Mira: Oh, yeah, I think I got this Let's go, I'm ready to rock this And I ain't gonna thank you for your help I think I found the worst in myself

Wolf: You wanna be cool Let me show you how Need to break the rules

I can show you how

And once you catch this feelin'

The Bad Guys: and Mira: Yeah, once you catch this feelin' You'll be chillin', chillin'

Oh, oh, oh, oh Chillin' like a villain (Chillin')

Chillin' like a villain (Chillin') Chillin' like a villain (Chillin') Chillin' like a villain (Chillin')

Chillin' like a villain

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Wolf and Snake felt a sense of nostalgia as they entered the hidden level of the warehouse. The last time they met the infamous mob boss was around the time Hornet joined them. They remembered that the mob boss just started using this abandoned place as his own hideout with his gang. There wasn't much between them since the Bad Guys only provided information the mob gang needed, but it didn't last long until they split ways.

The reason that they cut ties with the Silver Fox was that the Bad Guys were already happy with their own team instead of needing to partner with other criminals. The six of them could handle heists on their own. Besides, Silver Fox partook in other crimes that were out of their league (even assassinating), so they wouldn't be willing to be his minions in missions they wouldn't want to do.

The last time they heard, the Silver Fox had nothing but mutual respect for the Bad Guys. He made a joke that the Bad Guys' redemption into a new path could have been used to fool the governor, but he let that slide. He had his own reasons for sticking as a mob boss. And his hideout shows.

Wolf and Snake were surprised by the massive amount of graffiti covering nearly every single wall they came across. Decked in colors gray, blue, and black with some rude pictures. Entering the main room, they were surprised by the number of people around.

The large warehouse room was already set up to look like some kind of living room or a meeting room. The tables and chairs set around appeared to be made from real gold. There was this sense of chaos, but a form of order that meant no sabotages from other criminals visiting.

Speaking of which, the two Bad Guys noticed that there are a few criminals they have never seen before in the room. Some of them were in casual chat, sipping down drinks. Others were in deep plan of what crimes they should do. Others were waiting for their turn to talk with the Silver Fox. They nearly looked like they were all goons, considering how many people he hired to do his work.

And to really show that this place isn't to be messed with, a couple of guards wearing black armor surrounded them.

There were a couple of bridges and vent tunnels, leading to other parts of the hideout. A couple of windows as well to allow sunlight in. On the left and right sides of the room were storage rooms with guards guarding them. Another door where it seemed to be guards training in there. And in the very center was where Silver Fox's desk usually was. Should have been in a more private room, but he liked the attention.

The mob boss himself was here. A large, plump but muscular human with olive skin and gray hair that was trimmed nicely. He kept things simple by wearing a silver business jacket, a black collared shirt, a utility belt, black trousers and black boots with gold chains. In his mouth was a makeshift cigarette.

One guard noticed that Wolf and Snake were approaching them, lifting his baton.

"Hold it," said Silver Fox. "Let them come in."

The two Bad Guys know that he was taking the safe idea, but that didn't mean he would lower his path. Looks like they have to stall him for long. As they took their seats, the guard walked away. They checked behind to see that no one was paying attention to them or Silver Fox.

Looks like this would allow them to steal the artifact without getting caught.

"Mr. Wolf and Mr. Snake," said Silver Fox with a grin. "The famous Bad Guys, now under the blessing of the governor, are allowed to roam around freely. Though, I've been hearing rumors that you two are having a dual career."

Snake grimaced. "It's not something really to be shared with, Silver Fox."

"What may you be here for?"

Wolf shrugged, acting coolly. "Just a little chat. You know that it's been a while ever since we saw each other."

"And no, we're not asking for a deal," said Snake flatly. "We're not available for hire."

Silver Fox pouted. "Aww, so just gonna keep things to yourself."

"We have our own system. Don't get involved."

Wolf chuckled a little as Snake looked away. They were on a mission, but it felt a bit nice to talk with Silver Fox again. It would be sad that they planned to take something from him if it wasn't for the mob boss liking challenges and competition. Silver Fox might be acting friendly, but they know that he has ambitious plans for everyone for his own glory.

"Anyways, how's business doing?" said Wolf, tapping the desk to keep himself calm.

Silver Fox chuckled. "Oh man, I think I'm nearly about to reach the top tier. It didn't go well since you would have so many adjustments to this crummy hideout and need to pay back those you partnered with. However, with the ancient artifact that could show people's worst nightmares in my hands, this will give out a hefty bounty for sure!"

As he explained, he moved to the side with his wheely chair to show something in his possession. Right there in a display glass box with an electronic code lock was the ancient artifact itself. A gem colored in black, purple, and blue in the shape of a diamond.

Wolf and Snake gasped, exchanging glances with each other. Silver Fox really had it the whole time! Tarantula was right that he had it.

"So you're gonna sell that for the black market?" guessed Snake.

"How would you know that wouldn't end up in disaster?" asked Wolf, concerned.

"Oh, I'm aware." Silver Fox's smile turned into a frown. "I just don't care."

Snake scoffed. "Typical."

Wolf's ears flicked upwards when he heard something rumbling from the vents above. There was some grumbling. The others were on their way to take the ancient artifact. He took a look behind, glad that nobody else was watching them. The only obstacles were Silver Fox and two guards watching over the glass display.

He gave Snake a pinch on his tail and the latter knew what that meant.

"So," said Snake. "We might not have that long here, so let's make up the time. Perhaps we can discuss about it in another room?"

"All rooms are occupied by my minions doing their intimate rituals," said Silver Fox blankly.

"Wait, what?" said Wolf, raising an eyebrow.

"How about some music to fill in the air?" asked Snake. "Does that music box still work?"

Without permission, Snake suddenly pulled out a CD from thin air and placed it right into the small radio resting next to Silver Fox. Hitting the play button, the speakers started playing a jazzy song. It sounded really old due to its crisp and limited production. And to prove that, Snake was already bopping his head up and down to it.

"W-What?" said Wolf, confused. "Where did you get that from?"

"Webs help me make this one," answered Snake.

"Okay?" said Silver Fox.

"Through downloading on iTunes."

With the music cranked loudly, this would give the others an advantage to steal without being heard.

Though, it didn't make their experience in the vent any more comfortable.

"So this is how it is like crawling through the vents," said Mira, trying to peek through from behind Shark. "Needing to endure getting through these cramped spaces without worrying about the cold, unclean metal next to you."

Shark shivered. "That is a bit too much right now."

"Come on," said Tarantula. "It's not too bad! There isn't any like poop around here!"

Followed by a single piece of gum landing on her head. Her eye twitched, not wanting to touch her hair for inspection.

"You were saying?" said Hornet.

"There wasn't gum in this vent," said Tarantula.

"Think it's about time," said Piranha, watching through the vent door gaps. "Get ready for action, chico!"

"You two handle those who are watching over the artifact," said Tarantula. "Shark, I will need you to lead me down there to get through that lock."

"You're sure about this?" asked Hornet. "Do you need help?"

"I would like to help as well," said Piranha, lifting up his head like asking for help.

"Nah. Snake taught me a few things as well. I wouldn't even need to crack the code using my hands anyway. It's an electronic lock."

They slowly opened the vent door, making sure that it didn't create too much noise. When they could confirm that Silver Fox's attention was on Wolf and Snake, Piranha and Hornet leaped down right onto the guards. The former just fell on his target's face while the latter just flew to his and dragged him down by the collar. They made sure to subdue the guards quietly so that Silver Fox didn't hear them.

"I see that you hired more people around here," said Wolf, pretending to ignore Piranha and Hornet knocking out the guards. "You're gonna slap that uniform on them, aren't you?"

"Slap right on their chest with my logo on it," said Silver Fox, leaning back on his chair. "Though, it's much easier to get the more desperate ones. As I said, need to pay them, but I think it's going smoothly. I can allow them to join my gang, though them trying to use their own merchandise here?" He shivered, remembering the few times how they tried to ruin the graffiti in his hideout. "Would be a nightmare. I rather have them do their own branding instead of theirs bleeding into mine."

"Well, that isn't really fair if you're hiring some of the best criminals in town," teased Wolf, adjusting his jacket. "And you're talking to ME!"

"I'm a neat freak. Deal with it."

Wolf smirked. "So you have no grace with taking in other ideas? Especially when…doing plans for crimes?"

Silver Fox was dumbfounded. "It's not like that."

"Can you save up space for suggestions and feedback?" said Snake nonchalantly.

"Okay, Okay, I get it."

"No, no, no," said Wolf, grinning. "Let's keep that going. Maybe you can take in suggestions of what to serve for dinner to your minions? How about ordering a nice chocolate cake from the cake store two bricks from here?"

Silver Fox groaned, annoyed. "Alright, alright. Enough. I'm already aware, you son of a b-"

"You know that I'm a wolf, remember?"

The mob boss paused for a few seconds.

"…oh," said Silver Fox. "But not that kind!"

Snake grunted, finding it ironic that the human didn't fear the two of them. "At least that's what I like about you. You don't see species."

"I'm an animal person," said Silver Fox, reaching over to pat Snake on the head. "OK, maybe your experiences might not be great, but I have to admit that it would be cool if I were like an animal. Like you."

"Says the guy who doesn't want to take in other people's ideas of how your gang should be like," said Snake, slapping the hand away.

"I'm talking about me, not my crime gang in general."

In the background, Piranha and Hornet moved on knocking out any guards or goons coming in. They made sure to use duct tape and ropes to tie them up for good measure. With the small number of guards down, this allowed the others to start taking the ancient artifact.

Shark slowly lowered a rope from the vents with Tarantula hanging upside down from it. As she reached the glass display, she took out her computer and connected it to the lock. Even though she was upside down, she started typing, humming to herself to the song playing on the radio.

Mira watched in awe, surprised by how this was going. She took out her notepad, writing notes of what she was seeing.

"This reminds me a lot of James Bond," she said.

"Is there a scene like this?" asked Shark.

"I believe so."

CREEEEEK!

Shark's and Mira's eyes widened, nearly thinking that the vent was making too much sound. However, nobody down below heard that.

CREEEEEK!

Shark clenched his teeth nervously. "Maybe it would have been best if I stayed out of here."

"Yeah," agreed Mira. "Definitely."

"Wait, how old are those vents again?" said Snake's voice randomly.

"Mmmm…I don't know," said Silver Fox. "Must have been like a hundred years old. They are way broken for giving fresh air."

CREEEEEK!

Mira and Shark slowly turned to each other. They were all gonna fail this mission.

However, the rest remained oblivious to the obviously failing vents. Wolf and Snake already got Silver Fox deep in a conversation. At the moment, Tarantula was close to breaking the code and Piranha and Hornet were dragging away the unconscious guards.

"Do you really have any plans of what you will do once you…expand your business like this?" questioned Snake. "With more money flow in?"

"I'm thinking of building an empire," said Silver Fox. "Expanding my career with many new options. I'm already into this competition. Why not you guys?"

Snake shook his head. "I don't want to make things personal. I hate being mixed with others."

Wolf was quiet for a while. "I kind of gave up on showing off. I just want to do what I want without needing to worry about what others say."

"I'm guessing that you're still a try-hard," commented Snake dryly.

"Oh yes," said Silver Fox proudly ."And it's exciting!"

"And when will you retire?" said Wolf out of nowhere.

"Until I find a worthy successor. I think it should be important to keep up a legacy like this. Leaving its mark to be one of the greatest. You know, when I managed to make a bigger empire, I'm gonna call it 'Fantastic Foxes'!"

All he got were two blank stares. Even Tarantula, Piranha, and Hornet paused what they were doing when they heard the name!

"…but you cannot take the title of a book!" exclaimed Wolf. "That's copyright!"

"Can do!" said Silver Fox, wagging his finger. "Your name for your gang is unoriginal."

"Your codename is unoriginal as well," muttered Wolf.

"Hey!" hissed Snake. "We didn't waste time thinking of a name. That's too complicated."

"But it's important to let people know how you present yourselves," pointed out Silver Fox. "Even saves you from being called something unfortunate."

"I have to be with Snake on this one," said Wolf. "I like using the name 'Bad Guy'. It's more direct than being a show-off."

"You're missing out on the drama."

CREEEEEK!

Back on the vents, Shark was trying to not move the rope too much. But he could feel the metal underneath him slowly loosening up. He wanted to try to move in case the old vent gave in due to being in the same spot.

"I think your weight is causing this passageway the weight on its shoulders," said Mira anxiously.

"Yeah, no kidding, babe!" said Shark, shaking. "You're adding to the weight as well!"

CREEEEEK!

Mira looked down below. "Come on…get it, Webs."

It didn't take too long for the tarantula to crack the code. Her computer chimed positively and the lock opened. The glass display opened up, letting the gem glow brighter than ever.

"Whoopang!" cheered Tarantula, pulling on some gloves and grabbing the gem. "Oh, we're getting you out of here before we experience a nightmare."

CREEEEEK!

As if on cue, a nail popped out from the vent, bumping her head. Without removing her smile, she looked right up.

It happened really quickly that nobody had time to move out of the way. All the connected vent tunnels came crumbling down. Wolf and Snake yelped, seeing it crashed into the middle of them. It even managed to cut the desk in half (even the radio)! Silver Fox was hit as well, slumping to the floor as if a hammer was slammed into his head. The glass display was also caught in the crash when Shark and Mira landed on top of it.

The guests and the goons behind them gasped, standing up to see the ruckus.

"Oh no…" said Hornet, placing a hand over his face.

"Oh, they're not gonna understand this, aren't they?" said Piranha sheepishly.

When the smoke cleared, it revealed a long line of broken vent tunnels on the floor. They could hear Silver Fox slowly trying to make his way out. As the mob boss stood up, he found Shark and Mira lying there with large bugged-out eyes.

Shark gasped, patting over himself. "Webs?! Webs?! Where are you?"

"I'm right here…" Tarantula groaned as she pulled herself up, nearly squashed by Shark's dorsal fin.

"Oh, there you are!" said Shark cheerfully.

Silver Fox was shocked to see all the Bad Guys in the same room. He turned to Wolf and Snake, expecting answers.

"It's not what it looks like," said Wolf, grinning.

The ancient artifact, unshattered, rolled right between them and the ruined desk. Snake glanced at it, tempted to take it quickly.

Silver Fox groaned, taking out his wheely seat. "Okay, so now I see what's going on. That's actually one of my five guesses why you are here today."

"You mean six?" asked Piranha. "Or seven?"

"W-We don't want any trouble," said Mira, standing up. "Just need to take…this…somewhere else. It's not safe for anyone to keep!"

Silver Fox just laughed. "That's what you say. Though, it's not safe for all of you coming here to rob me, don't you realize?"

The truth became too clear when the majority of the guards and hired criminals pulled out their weapons, pointing them right at the Bad Guys. Even more guards came in, bursting through the doors. However, a small number of the goons went back to their own business, bothered by this.

"I would have asked nicely for you to surrender and leave my gem here," said Silver Fox with a grin. "But having seven enemies here is better than just one!"

The Bad Guys regrouped with each other, seeing all the guards slowly coming towards each other. They weren't armed with that many weapons, so these batons and knives might be enough to take them down. And to their dismay, the ancient artifact was now between them and the mob boss. Yet, he didn't pick it up.

Oh, he was gonna play that game, huh?

"Guards!" said Silver Fox, sitting back in his seat. "Please show them the front door. It shall be their last."

As he turned around to take out his phone and film himself at this moment, the guards made their move, circling around the Bad Guys.

"This isn't gonna be good…" said Mira, clutching onto her notepad.

"I knew that we should have brought bombs along!" hissed Piranha.

"Is there a backup plan to this?" asked Snake.

That was when Wolf remembered something. "Oh! Right. I nearly forgot."

He whistled and this was Diane's cue to come in.

A few guards didn't expect someone to burst through the window and knock them out quickly. All everybody else saw was a person fully decked in a black ninja outfit. Then, they quickly swiped a chip at one of the guards surrounding the Bad Guys.

In the blink of an eye, the circle of guards were electrocuted, electricity flowing through them. Like sacks of potatoes, they fell to the ground, undefeated.

"Wait, you didn't tell us about THAT?!" said Snake, turning to Wolf.

The ninja didn't say anything as she threw out a couple of small weapons. Wolf got a blaster, Snake got a whip, Hornet got a small paintball sniper, Tarantula got a bubble shield device, Shark got a boomerang and Piranha got a rocket launcher.

"Oooh! This is cool!" said Piranha. "CHAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRGGEEE!"

And with that, all hell broke loose as nearly all the Bad Guys went out to fight. Almost every single criminal and guard charged toward them, using their weapons to fight back. However, Wolf, Hornet, and Mira were left standing, watching as the ninja walked toward them. While punching any guards coming to her without even looking at them.

"I wanted to keep it a surprise," said Wolf, a little belatedly.

"Wait a second," said Hornet, realizing what he did. "You called HER over?!"

"Who's she?" asked Mira, confused.

"An acquaintance of the Bad Guys," said Diane, making her voice a bit deeper.

*Flashback*

"You're actually going to steal from Silver Fox?" said Diane's voice through Wolf's communicator. "THE Silver Fox?!"

"This is our only way of grabbing that ancient artifact," said Wolf. "It's gonna be risky, but we will need to get in to take it. He definitely has it."

"Are you sure about this? I wouldn't underestimate Silver Fox's gang, even if he has the artifact. He already built an army. Will Mira be alright as well?"

"Don't worry. We already set things up, but in case anything goes wrong, that is where you come in."

There was a sigh from Diane's end. "Alright then. Just let me quickly finish my work first. I'll be there in a couple of minutes."

"Got it then," said Wolf.

*End of Flashback*

"...I prefer that voice over your regular voice," deadpanned Hornet before turning to Wolf. "You couldn't think of anyone else to bring over?!"

"In case of emergency!" said Wolf. "I don't really have any other idea who we can trust to be our back-up."

"Oh great. So it's gonna be her saving the day."

"Just to provide you all with the right things," said Diane, punching another guard running by.

Mira was about to ask, but Hornet quickly moved to her shoulder to snipe a goon that was about to attack her. For a small paintball, he was surprised that the second it crashed into her head, the goon was already knocked out. The little bug slowly looked down at his sniper gun before back at Diane.

"W-Where did you exactly get these things?!" he questioned.

"I…may or may not be taken them from secret government experiments," said Diane, a sheepish smile behind her mask.

Hornet rolled his eyes. "Eesh, you just made those and try to be humble about them." He then leaned towards Wolf to whisper into his ear. "The government making weapons actually freaks me out."

He heard a loud war cry from Piranha, shooting a rocket right at some unfortunate goons. Seeing this, Hornet decided to join, firing paintballs wildly. As he left, a guard suddenly grabbed Diane from behind. She nearly got out a few times, but the guard was much stronger, even when she hit him in the stomach. She proceeded to spin around and grabbed onto him, pinning him to the ground before landing a punch in the face.

Meanwhile, Wolf quickly placed an arm over Mira protectively, firing his blaster at those incoming. He made sure only to fire by the feet or on the armor to ensure that he didn't accidentally kill them. In the chaos, he spotted the ancient artifact rolling across the floor.

"The artifact!" he said. "Mira! I need you to be with Webs. She'll protect you with that shield weapon she got. We'll take care of the artifact."

"You're sure about this?" asked Mira. "I can try to help!

"I don't think you'll last long in here! Webs wouldn't last long in a huge fight as well. Besides, you wanted to report what is going on here, right?"

Diane had just finished throwing another guard down. She huffed, falling onto one knee. She found herself nearly unprepared for this fight.

"Okay, I haven't been in a street fight with thugs for a long time now," she said.

"That's great," snarked Tarantula's voice. "Now can someone please help me from this psycho?!"

Right near them, one of the goons had his hands wrapped around Tarantula, trying to squeeze the life out of her.

"Oh, right!" said Diane.

Thinking quickly, she grabbed a lone boot on the floor and kicked it right towards the goon-no, wait. Right at the guard she thrown away who was trying to get back up. He fell flat, unconscious.

A few seconds of silence as the goon and Tarantula stared at Diane.

"...I just finished my paperwork without any breaks and ran the whole way here, Okay?!" said the ninja in defense.

Tarantula decided that she would get out herself. She turned around and blew a messy raspberry right at the goon. The latter shrieked in horror, feeling saliva coating his face. This gave Tarantula enough time to break free and crawl over to Wolf. He picked her up and placed her right onto Mira's shoulder.

"You two try to find a safe place!" ordered Wolf, whipping around to shoot another guard.

"Right!" the two girls said.

As they quickly ran away, Tarantula activated the shield over the two of them so that they wouldn't get hurt. That didn't mean the bubble shield was invincible. Every three hits, it went down and needed a few seconds to recharge. Mira spent the whole run ducking and dodging several objects that could knock her down. She finally found safety right behind a flipped-over table.

"Well," she said, writing in her notepad. "This would give me a good realistic view of how criminals fight each other."

"Not the time now!" said Tarantula worriedly. "MIRA! LOOK OUT!"

But Mira already knew, moving her head away from an incoming object. Another came in, but she moved out of the way, not taking her eyes off her notepad. A couple more objects flew in, but she continued to nonchalantly dodge out of the way. It was also kind of stiff since she was more focused on taking down more notes.

As they watched on, the Bad Guys were taking down many criminals and guards, more than they think. While they could have stuck together, it was like wildfire due to how many enemies they had. The other side was trying to do everything they can to take control of the ensuing war, but the sudden surprise of the Bad Guys robbing the place shook them that they weren't prepared.

In the chaos, a few people were nonchalantly resting at the tables. Specifically, one goon was ogling with a person wearing a shiny dress.

"Finally! A girlfriend!" exclaimed the goon happily. "Hey, do you like-?"

WHACK!

That came from Shark who just threw his boomerang right at the next wave of guards. The goon couldn't escape that as well, dropping to the floor. Seeing this, the person in the dress happily bent down to snatch his wallet.

"Yoink!" said the crossdresser in a masculine voice.

Meanwhile, the guards that were hit by Shark's boomerang didn't see the large shark coming. They only managed to regain focus when they saw him charging toward him like a football player. He crashed into one before tossing him right at the others, ending up landing on top of them.

Snake found himself enjoying using the whip. He wasn't moving that much, but he found the whip to be really efficient. Getting to snap back at people and trip them, even if they weren't targeting him. At one point, Wolf picked up Snake and spun him around, making it look like he was using a longer whip to crack at the enemies far away from him.

Piranha was having the time of his life, shooting rockets around aimlessly. Several explosions set off, but they were harmless and only flipped the goons and guards around. Though, it didn't last long until he ran out of ammo, so he instead threw it right at another enemy before he started bouncing off from every target he could find like a pinball machine.

Hornet didn't rely that much on his given weapon, but he used it if his opponents were too strong. He headbutted and punched many in the face or underneath their chins as many as he could, but when some were still standing, he shot a paintball right at their head to knock them out. After taking down one goon, he quickly flipped his sniper gun backward and shot a guard coming towards him, making him spin mid-air.

"Oh come mon!" groaned Silver Fox with a box of popcorn in his hands, watching as several of his men fall. "It's just eight of them! How hard could it be to take them down?!"

And then, he noticed the ancient artifact suddenly being tossed upwards in the midst of the fight.

"Fine," he exasperated, tossing his popcorn away. "I'll do this myself."

The ancient artifact was bouncing above people's heads as if it was a ball. One would think that it would make its way out from the crowd. However, it ended up in the hands of Shark who just got out from defeating a muscular bodyguard.

And then, the gem went into effect.

Shark's eyes widened as he saw his greatest nightmare. It looked like…

He let out a girly scream before throwing the gem away.

It ended up in Tarantula's tiny hands. Unfortunately, she wasn't wearing any gloves. Her eyes went glassy for a moment as they showed her something. She let out a scream which was enough to get Mira back into reality.

"GET IT OUT OF MY HEAD!" the tarantula screamed. "GET IT OUT OF MY HEAD!"

"What's going on?" said Mira.

The panicking tarantula ended up throwing the gem right at Mira's head, bouncing off away.

Hornet just threw his sniper gun away once it was empty, but that led to the gem landing in his palm. Suddenly, he saw something flash right through his eyes. Images, but he knew them before. The comb he first woke up, the war he nearly died in, and the moment when he saw that his colony…

"OH HECK NO!" he screamed, throwing the gem AND his sniper gun right to the floor in a blind outrage. "NOT TODAY! NOT TODAY!"

It soon turned into a game of hot potato as the gem kept bouncing around from people's hands. One by one, they were forced to see their greatest fears and nightmares, causing them to freak out, faint immediately or run away in fright. From the sidelines, Mira slowly stood up as she watched the ancient artifact being passed on from every goon to guard to criminal, making them lower their guard. It was madness.

It finally landed right in Wolf's hands. Something flashed in front of his eyes, but the second he saw it, he let out a loud scream as he stumbled backwards. In the process, he dropped the artifact and accidentally crashed into Diane who was just running by. The two dropped to the floor.

Wolf groaned, rubbing his eyes as he wondered what he just saw. Opening his eyes, he realized that they made a big mistake.

Diane's face was in full view, her hood removed.

Mira gasped, stunned to see the governor's face. In a ninja suit.

"What?" said the fox, slow to realize.

Someone grabbed her neck, lifting her upwards. It was Silver Fox. He didn't turn her around to see her face yet, but he was planning to.

"Alright now," he said, cracking his knuckles. "How about I give you some nice, lovely recipe of my momma's-?"

Before he could finish that sentence, a whip wrapped around the mob boss' neck and spun him around, right into Snake who headbutted him in the face. Silver Fox was knocked out, hitting his head hard on the floor. Birds and stars appeared over her head, tweeting. That would be enough for him to not remember the last few seconds of his life when he wakes up later on.

Snake looked rattled from seeing his own nightmare before. "Oh man, oh man…what in the universe just happened?!"

All the guards, goons, and criminals were down. It was only the Bad Guys, Diane, and Mira left awake. However, Wolf realized that Mira was staring at Diane for a long time.

Uh oh.

Diane blinked owlishly, wondering what was with the look on Wolf. And then, she turned to Mira. Her ears lowered.

"I-I can explain," said Diane.

Out of the blue, a loud siren blared from outside.

"They're already here!" said Tarantula. "We got to move!"

"Wait, you called them?" said Diane.

"No time to chat, missy!" said Snake. "Come on!"

They quickly ran out of the room with Tarantula picking up the ancient artifact. This time with thick gloves, so that she wouldn't see her greatest fear again. Wolf and Diane led the way with Snake wrapped around the former. Mira was in the middle, followed by Shark and Hornet. The giant shark with a trembling mouth, in particular, was carrying the now shaken Piranha who was reduced to a weeping ball, sucking on his own thumb.

They finally got outside. The police cars were not too far away. Hornet noticed a dumpster nearby, its lid open.

"There, there, there!" he said hastily.

"Do we have to go in there?" said Mira, wrinkling her nose.

"Got to get used to it," joked Snake.

The Bad Guys and Diane jumped into the dumpster with Shark dragging Mira along with them.

By the time the cops arrested everyone in the warehouse, the other cops were still looking for more suspects and the artifact. They even checked outside around the area, but nothing and no one were found.

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When the cops left with their suspects, the cars' sirens faded to silence. And it was time for the Bad Guys to come out of the dumpster. They do smell stick, but it was worth hiding from the cops.

Mira then turned to Diane, still unmasked. As she remembered what happened back then, and exclaimed, "Governor Foxington, I didn't know you can fight, and had that suit," When Diane chuckled in response, Mira's excitement turned to frown as she began to wonder why the governor was here, "But why are you helping the Bad Guys in this secret mission? And why do you disguise your voice when you're talking? And also, how did you know we're here in the first place?" She then looked down, trying to put the pieces together "Unless…" Mira gasped horridly, "It's you! You're the real Crimson Paw! It wasn't Marmalade at all!" She then pointed her finger to the rest of the Bad Guys "And you Bad Guys had been protecting her all along!"

Wolf tried to explain as he tried to approach her, "Wait, Mira, listen, we–"

"No! No more secrets and lies! I had enough secrets to keep from the world! I am going to write a new article that will expose you to exactly who you are: Governor Diane Foxington is the REAL Crimson Paw!" Mira said before adding another plan, "And a sub-article of you Bad Guys keeping her secret this whole time."

Mira turned her face away from the Bad Guys and Diane as she jumped out of the dumpster and ran away, trying to find a way to the street to get a cab.

The Bad Guys and Diane watched helplessly, letting Mira go. There was no way to stop her now. They jumped out of the dumpster, and headed to the Bad Guys' car.

When they arrived, the seven of them got into the car, still sulking at the moment.

"Could things possibly be any worse?" Snake said.

Wolf turned the key, and to answer Snake's question, the radio played "Don't Worry, Be Happy" by Bobby McFerrin.

The song wasn't a good vibe for the Bad Guys right now. It didn't make them happy either because of the situation they got themselves into.

Hating this song, Hornet headbutted while hearing his helmet and stung the radio multiple times, "Shut up, shut up, shut up!"

The radio then sprang out, officially broken. The other Bad Guys and Diane didn't care about it anyway as Wolf started driving the car out of the port.

Before heading back to their homes, the Bad Guys secretly snuck into the National History Museum to return the Jade of Ammit back to its place, inside the glass box on a pedestal without looking at it.

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The next morning, a rolled newspaper was sent falling down from the 6th Street Viaduct bridge. When the newspaper rolled in front of the tunnel that led to the Bad Guys, Piranha was already in the tunnels, waiting for the newspaper in this early morning. He got out of the tunnel to get the newspaper. He sighed sadly as he knew what it'll gonna be in this paper.

At Diane's house, when a rolled newspaper was thrown in front of her door, Diane opened the door, and sighed. The newspaper finally came. She took the newspaper, and went inside for her to read it

When Piranha returned to their hideout, the other Bad Guys were seated at the dining table where they were having breakfast. Piranha handed the newspaper over, and Wolf took it.

"Well, guys, this is it. Once everyone reads this, Diane's reputation will be ruined, she will lose her job, be thrown into jail, Marmalade's gonna get released from jail, and we will also be arrested for lying to the authorities about our governor," Wolf said sadly as everyone else looked down.

"As much as I hated the woman, I don't want Diane to lose everything she worked hard for," Hornet admitted.

After the gang stared at Hornet while listening to him, Wolf removed the rubber around the newspaper, and opened the newspaper.

"'The Deepest Secret Of Our Well-Known Criminals/Vigilantes and Governor by Mira Carla Rose. Contrary to the common belief in the city of Los Angeles, California, it was discovered yesterday that our beloved governor, Ms. Diane Foxington was none other than the real Crimson Paw.'"

The other Bad Guys sighed sharply.

Back at Diane's, she was also reading the same paragraph as Wolf as she continue reading the next line.

"'We had been mistaken by our newly-released prisoners/anti-hero vigilantes/harmless criminals, who had been protecting our so-called governor for the past year after finding out the true identity of the Crimson Paw, and indirectly framing the kind-hearted 'criminal' Professor Rupert Marmalade IV.'" Diane closed her eyes sadly, knowing her reputation was ruined by her past after all… until she noticed there was more.

"But…"

Back in the hideout, after Wolf declared there was another part of the story, the other Bad Guys were surprised to hear that there was more.

"But?" Snake inquired.

"There's a 'but'?" Shark asked as he and the others leaned around Wolf to listen to him more.

Wolf continued, "'But after a great deal of reflection, this reporter has decided that…'"

Diane continued reading as well, "'Exposing the truth would undermine their responsibility of protecting the city from heinous crimes of other criminals. As such, only two copies of this paper has been printed…,'"

Wolf then read the last sentence, "'And once the Bad Guys and Gov. Foxington stop reading this…,'"

"'Mira will destroy it…'" Diane read her part as well.

"'So their secret is kept forever,'" Wolf and Diane finished reading in unison.

After learning that the secret was still safe by their very own journalist, Diane decided to visit the Bad Guys to inform them this in person as she quickly dressed up in her governor suit, grabbed the keys to her car while carrying the newspaper, and rushed out to the door to get to her car. Meanwhile, the Bad Guys wanted to inform this to Diane too as they quickly head to the elevator with their car to find the governor.

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When the Bad Guys were headed out of the tunnel with their car, they noticed Diane's car parked in front of the opening. Knowing it was her, they got out of the car with Wolf holding the newspaper. Diane also got out of her car with the newspaper in her hand

"Did you read this?!" The Bad Guys and Diane exclaimed happily in unison.

"Oh, they definitely read it alright," Mira answered, who was hiding in the shadows of the pillar under the bridge before showing herself by stepping out.

"Mira!" Hornet flew towards her before stopping halfway, "What makes you change your mind?"

The journalist chuckled, "If you understand clearly what I've read, you know why. But it's a good thing I came. Look, after what happened last night, through experience, I realized there are a lot of criminals out there who can do much worse than just ordinary harmless crimes. And I realized that without Ms. Foxington in charge, the city won't be as cleaner as it used to be for the past year," she eyed Diane, who smiled gratefully and appreciatively. Then, Mira turned her glance to the Bad Guys gang, "And you guys won't have permission and rights to protect the city while doing your hobby of robbing from the governor herself. And as for me, well, I won't have any more stories to write."

"Well, I'm glad you made the right decision, but what about the article your boss assigned?" Shark asked.

Mira then showed the papers of the draft of her article, "Oh, I just wrote the other one about the Jade of Ammit. And let me be frank with you that I had the best experience ever last night! It was dangerous, but I love it! I learned so much in just one night. I wrote down everything that happened last night…, except for you, Governor. I can't put you there or the cops would investigate this 'mysterious figure', as I like to call you."

Diane scoffed before giggling, "It's okay. Wolf was the one who called me for backup, so all credit goes to them."

Hornet rolled his eyes, and said sarcastically, "Great. You finally admit we did all of the work."

"I gotta tell you, this would be the perfect article! And I even added the part where you guys returned the jade back to the museum after I left," Mira admitted while hugging her papers.

"Wait, how did you know that?" Snake narrowed his eyes at her.

Mira shrugged while admitting, "I followed you guys to the National History Museum with my car, and I saw everything. I even write it while watching you. I hope you guys read it when it was published."

"We'll certainly do!" Wolf said.

The Bad Guys, Diane, and Mira gathered together for a group hug.

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Credits:

Sam Rockwell - Mr. Wolf

Marc Maron - Mr. Snake

Craig Robinson - Mr. Shark

Anthony Ramos - Mr. Piranha

Awkwafina - Ms. Tarantula

Rhenzy Feliz - Mr. Hornet

Stephanie Beatriz - Mira Rose

Zazie Beetz - Diane Foxington/The Crimson Paw

Seth McFarlane - Mr. Wilson

Joe Mantegna - Silver Fox

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Author Aggimaginary

Co-Author TU4QU0I53T4IAN6L3

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So you're a tough guy Like it really rough guy Just can't get enough guy Chest always so puffed guy

I'm that bad type Make your mama sad type Make your girlfriend mad tight Might seduce your dad type I'm the bad guy

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Whoo! This is one of the best chapters I ever wrote!

Special thanks to TU4QU0I53T4IAN6L3 for helping me with this chapter. He did half of the chapter. He was the one coming up with the mob boss "Silver Fox", and everything that had happened in the warehouse.

Silver Fox was based on Fat Tony and Fit Fat Tony from The Simpsons

Shark, Tarantula, Wolf, and everyone who held the Jade of Ammit had unseen and unknown worst fears and nightmares, while Hornet's worst nightmares were shown.

The Bad Guys taught Mira how to be a villain with the song "Chillin' Like A Villain" was a reference from Descendants 2. The song doesn't belong to me.

Near the end of the chapter where Mira planned to make an article about Diane being the real Crimson Paw, and Wolf and Diane read the newspaper aloud was the reference by Trolls: TrollsTopia, Stop The Presses

Hornet destroyed the radio with the song "Don't Worry Be Happy" was a reference by 101 Dalamation: Patch's London Adventure where Cruella kicked the radio of her car until it broke (that's my favorite part).

I hope you like this new chapter. And I hope I'll update soon!

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