#bankteller

[drarreckyninja]

hannibal lecter robbing a bank

hannibal: thank you, will. can i call you will?

Will (bankteller): you can call me anything you want, handsome. are fifties okay?

hannibal: fifties are wonderful. oh will, could you do me a favour? could you not trigger the alarm until i'm down the block?

will: no problem. anything else?

hannibal: no, i think that's... wait!

hannibal: did you take a little something-something for yourself?

will: *pats his pocket*

hannibal: great. right, i best be off. you have a lovely day.

will: wait, sir. you forgot something.

hannibal, taking the gun from his hands: oh, what am i like?

hannibal: okay, fifteen-minute head start?

will: good luck.

[t00thpasteface]

patron request for an argonian bankteller who actually abides by the argonian philosophies on impermanence. based and histpilled

[stuck-writing-sickos]

Lucid (prologue)

(Yandere reader insert)

[Series Link]

[A/n: can be a standalone series. Mermaid (?) AU for In Poor Taste. I dont... know if I'm gonna include Lukas. But dw, that means there will be rooms for new characters.]

If you want to run away, why not come into his arms?

You didn't know how to stay away from water. Something about its shimmer reeled you in. You particularly loved the ocean - cool and blue like liquid diamond, its depth called for you like an aching lullaby. Your intrigue was barey cocealed, so it came as a surprise for no one that you took diving lessons the moment you moved to your seaside apartment. Sure, it was hard work for your body who took the brunt of your day job as a bankteller, but your pursuit for the deep was restless.

You weren't by any mean a natural, but you were a resilient learner. Silent like a stone, you geared up and followed the elegant movements of your teacher. You were clumsy at first, taken by surprise upon the strength of the water, but once you got the hang of it your heart beat in a melody unheard. The cold water, the coral, the bustling marine life... you were enchanted beyond saving. Abandoning your social life and any prospect of romance, you let yourself be entranced by the ocean's glamor.

Something that your instructor neglected to tell you, though, was the call of the deep. She likely assumed that you were too serious and cautious to do deep dives. After all, you were not one of much words. You didn't even realize that you were swimming downward. You saw blue, and you saw darkness. You felt air bubble floating against your momentum. Yet, a gear in your head still turned to push you forward. You remembered the unprecedented euphoria you felt before the strong arm of your fellow diver, Jung, caught you mid-torso and pulled you backward. In a trance, you were blindsided as air hit your face. Jung's voice sounded far away when he cussed out "fuck, you scared me bad with that one".

You didn't dive for a while after as per his recommendation. The ocean was going nowhere, Jung said, but you might. To distract you, he took you to art galleries and painted with you in your free time. He was a poor painter, but he would do it for your sake. You asked if he wanted you to write prose with him in return, to which he laughed and said there was no need, and that you ought not to peruse his manuscript anyway. Plus, he liked being around you when you painted - he affirmed - your shades of blue were haunting, in a good way. You asked what he meant, but all you got back was "it's good inspiration for my novel".

Jung wasn't vocal about his works. He never let you know his pen name. You tried to respect his privacy, but your curiosity got the better of you. During your time spent away from the ocean you dug for his works. It was only by chance that you managed to get your hand on them. In secret you snooped around his apartment when he invited you over for dinner and found his own signature in a book. His pen name was Haiyang. You supposed that was within reasons - he too loved the sea. Purchasing a physical copy behind his back, you decided to read it to get your mind going. Then, you understood the secrecy: he was still in the closet. His writing, dealing with themes of body horror and doppelganger, betrayed an exasperated effort to overcome self-hatred.

You wanted to let him know that he had your support, but instead you didn't say anything - you breached his trust by reading his novels. Quietly sticking by his side, you tried to find the right time or the right word, but before you could, he had vanished into the sea.

The news spread like wildfire, and with that came the uncovering of his identity. His readers pieced together that the missing person whose body never resurfaced was the author of their beloved books. Online you saw thinkpieces, video essays, and truecrime podcast episodes on the matter. His face splattered across billboards and campaigns for a search. The mystery manifested, flooding the internet for months before a documentary on his disappearance dropped.

Chaos.

Letters from his fans. Invitations to interviews. Emails from news broadcasts. You got them all. Who was Jung? Who was Haiyang? What was he like in real life? The global sensation sent tsunamis of attention your way - you, a friend from his diving classes. People scoured for a glimpse of Jung's shadow in you. They put your face in conspiracy theories as well as juvenile video edits. Their morbid curiosity drove them to flood your town like packs of bloodhounds searching for rabbits. You refused to entertain their psychotic thirst for "the truth behind it all", sealing yourself up in masks and sunglasses whenever you needed to get out. You grew to resent their narcissistic needs to insert themselves into Jung's narrative - complete strangers clawing through his doorway crying as if they knew him, as if they ever spent their Sundays on his motorbike rides down the coast or get piss drunk at the beach while hanging on his shoulder. He never walked them home when it got dark. He never bought them canvases when they would tear up their painting in a fit of painter's rage. You grew colder and harder, turning to hate the world.

Everyone was stupid and selfish.

You grinded your teeth through it alone. Your paintings grew from blue to black and red. You locked them away, unable to look at them once done, unable to throw them away. Stuck, you tried to find solace in the ocean view from your apartment.

That was until your job fired you. You were bad PR, you knew, even when they danced around it. You didn't bother to hear their excuses. That morning, you packed everything on your table into a carton box, your head feeling emptier than ever.

You were supposed to drive home, but instead you found yourself going down the coastline with your window down, salty ocean wind going through your sleeves and collar. You couldn't tell what it was that you felt. You only knew your insides felt hollow enough to manifest an illusion of freedom, yet your corporeal body was heavy and sluggish. Driving all the way up the cliffside where you braked to watch the glimmering blue sea, you found yourself hopping out of the car and walked toward the edge.

The dizzying view downward made your stomach churn. You felt the hypnotic pull of the water even from way above. Your eyes were fixed on the foam that licked at the rocky edges, your heart drumming to fight against the sublime temptation. You thought about how if Jung had been near, he would have told you to stop being silly and driven you to the local grocery store for a strawberry cream pop. Upon that thought, you felt your cheeks wet from tears.

He would have wanted you to live.

You were staring at the rocky beachside transfixed when something hooked your attention. You thought you saw a person at first, half naked , sprawling against the wet rock. Knowing how deep the water went there, you felt your chest twisting into a knot as you stared in horror seeing them lying their motionless. Yet, something was not quite right about the scene. Even in disarray, you couldn't help but took notes of their abnormal size - they were much bigger than the average human. The rocks looked ... small against their form. Squinting to get a clearer picture, you failed to figure out what they were wearing. Something like a frilly white dress with a translucent veil draping over them? A runaway bride? - you wondered to yourself, trying to make sense of what you were seeing but couldn't.

For the life of you, you could not see their legs.

Your head spun. You stood in silence, trying to calculate the fastest route you could take to get to that beach. It was not private property, that you knew, but it was secluded, which guaranteed a long walk from where your car would be. From your estimation, you could reach them in at least one and a half hour, which was better than nothing, you supposed. Adrenaline pumped through youe veins as you rushed back to your car, your feet barely touching the ground. Your car's engine reeved atop concrete as you drove down the coast again, your heart thumping in your chest. You knew you were doing something impulsive and stupid. You knew that it was the self-serving part in you that wanted to be a part of something important and unusual to take your mind off reality. Still, you drove on in silence and felt the winds against your skin.

[mayor-mingus-crown]

*Shoves a microphone in your face*

Ma’am, I have two questions for ya, one, what’s yer opinion about the green cryptid’s little friend circle, and two, how has your day been?

The fezzed one, Oliver, was it? I have no strong opinions on him, although that movie he made was EASILY the worst part of last year for me. If he EVER even considers making another movie in his lifespan, I think I take a rocket-ship out into space, jump out of the door once I am FAR above the moon, take off the helmet supplying me my oxygen, and allow myself to slowly suffocate to death. Dying like that, alone and in the middle of the vast emptiness of space would be a FAR more pleasant experience than ANYTHING he might think to put up on the silver screen.

I suppose I will, however, allow him to keep up his tacky little horror stop, even decorate the outside how he pleases. I have been trying to work on.. ‘freedom of self expression’, or whatever it was called, as part of my agreement on being a more fair ruler.

With Karen, the old bankteller, I am similarly neutral on my overall opinion on her. However, I will say that her art is FAR better than whatever they have been putting up in Dialtown’s art gallery. I can’t believe they made me cut the door’s ribbon to that place on it’s opening night. Truly, an embarrassing moment in my career. Thankfully, she is making REAL art to be put up there.

I have absolutely nothing to say about Bigfoot that has not already been said.

And finally.. Randy Jade. Easily, Dialtown’s WORST citizen. Randy is a member of Dialtown.

[terephin]

Ok normally I wouldn’t actually go through with posting this but-

Alright, here it goes.

THE PROTESTS DO NOT MATTER UNLESS THEY ACTUALLY LAST!

Just not working for a day here or there does practically nothing, it needs to be three, four days at the very least. Otherwise they (the politicians and their CEO masters) don’t feel it.

It needs to be banktellers and office workers and chefs and mechanics and janitors and IT and everyone else being gone for multiple days, otherwise the system barely stutters whilst it needs to begin breaking from the bottom up, so those at the top feel the threat that we can be.

[theburgessobserver]

JACK FROST WILD WEST AU!

It was another typical day at the North Pole ....if you can call arguing among Santa Claus,The Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy about the Northern lights typical…

North:How many times I've got tell you it's not problem that we can deal with just like that!

Bunnymund:I didn't ask you for your opinion!

North:I sick you bothering me

North:I didn't get any sleep last night because i had to fix the Guardian Lights.

Toothiana:We have been talking about this for 3 hours and we still don't know where to start!

North:Look Tooth you flying up miles does not fix problem.

North:I know urgency it's probably more important to me than it to you!And I invented it!So just stop pushing me.

Bunnymund:Stop Pushing?!

Bunnymund:We've had this broken down for a week now!What if an emergency happened we couldn't just be in the dark about it.

Tooth:Okay so we're all tired and we all want to get it done as soon as possible so why dont we just ride it.

Meanwhile Jack was watching some westerns on an portable TV he found them so fun even though they took place in the Dry and Hot Desert most of the time.He had always had a bit of fondness for them after all he grew up as a cattle boy and it felt familiar to him now more than ever.

And the toys of the workshop helped the feel what with the cowboy action figures,horses,stage coaches and toy town and model train set it just worked out!

He was quite sad to see his friends arguing he wanted to help so he came up with an idea.

North:Look Jack ive already told you keep out of this

Jack:Well , I just thought…

North:Well just don't there's nothing you can do to help,It's enough dealing these two here without you make it more difficult.

Bunny:Yeah go back and leave us alone!

North:That's right and we'll make the decisions!

Tooth:And could you turn that Television down!?

Well…all i wanted to do was just give a suggestion,Jack silently muttered to himself…

Bunny:WELL THERE AS SOME JOBS THEY CAN'T DO AND THIS IS ONE OF THEM!

North:Oh,and what did they do before we had the Northern Lights?

Bunny:Holy Mackerel…just listen to this guy!

Tooth:Look,will you two just stop fighting amongst yourselves so we can finally get somewhere?

Bunny:But…

North:But nothing just leave me alone so I get back to work.

Tooth:Look North we dont want to tell you what to do it's just that this is a very important necessity.

Meanwhile Jack was getting tired and started to drop off to sleep Sandy noticed him and so he gave him so gave him some Dreamsand.Jack was falling asleep the words of the fellow Guardians were on his mind”Keep out of this Jack!” ”That's right,we'll, make the decisions!”

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Gunfire was heard in J.Shorters Bank in Sandy Springs,the Bankteller was held at gunpoint by a bandit.

“Oh my,Oh my,you can't do that!Mr.Shorty will be very mad”:He said as the bandits took the bags of gold one by one.

While at Gunpoint he saw the alarm…slowly he inched his way towards it.

Cmon,Cmon thats it.

Just one more..

Yeah Just one more

“The trouble with your two is that you're just plain greedy”Said the lead bandit to the other two.

Hurry it up,Hurry it up!

Suddenly a shot rang out and ink flew across the teller

“I wouldn't do that if i were you….next time i'm aiming for you!”

Okay you,lets beat it!

The Bandit turned back to the teller:”I hope you have a nice warm fireplace.”

After which he shot down a lamp and set it ablaze,

Before Leaving he stopped to say:Were the Guardian gang,see you round partner.

The Bankteller went to the phone.

Operator!Operator!Fire!Help!Robbery!Oh my!

Outside the gang in their eight horse oven stagecoach were riding high.

YIPPEE YI YAY!YAHOO!YAHHA!WOOHOO!YAHEY!

They said as they drove over the Mayor's garden with the Mayor shaking his fist at the unchained bandits who knocked down his fence.

Maverick Nick:How are we doing ?

Deadshot Aster:If you try to ride this this coach and not fly it we'll do a whole lot better

Dragon Tooth:Yeah try not to get us crippled before we spend the money

Dragon Tooth:What's the matter Aster?I thought you like a little bit of dangerous driving!

Deadshot Aster:Yeah I know but I'd like to stay alive too!What's next chief?

Maverick Nick:A little Gold consignment in Kansas City and the nearest town from here to there is..Jacksville

Maverick Nick:Reckon well bide our time there

Deadshot Aster:Did you Say Jacksville?

Maverick Nick:Yes so what?

Deadshot Aster:Well the Sheriff there has a reputation for Law and Fun!

Dragon Tooth:And they say he's the coolest draw in the west.

Maverick Nick::QUIT WHINING YOU TWO!I said next stop Jacksville

Jackville Law Abiding folks welcome:the sign read.

Sherrif Jack was resting in cool breee,just yesterday he shot off an apple of the Bartenders head while saying that he would do it"without knocking down a single hair".Then again the Bartender was bald.But that was the fun and excitment this town needed.

When suddenly a man broke in and started gesturing in sign language.

The Guardian Gang is in town?Ok let's play it cool then….

At the Saloon the atmosphere was most dissatisfactory with the three new guests.

Deadshot Aster:Another drink and be quick about it mate!

Maverick Nick::Yeah I could do with another strong drink.

Katherine:I hope you aren't planning no trouble after all this is a Law abiding town and this is a respectable Bar!

Deadshot Aster:Why don't you get lost sweetheart?

Maverick Nick:What's hurry I hope you not trying to pull out just when lifes getting sweet?

T:Well no chief but..

Maverick Nick:Then Shut it

M:At Six today the express mail train will pick up the largest load of Gold ever shipped in the west and right now its safe and sound but 5 minutes before the train leave station that gold will be wheeled out on the platform and that's when our dream will come true!

Sheriff Jack entered the Bar

Silence fell

He slowly walked up to the ringer

What'll it be, sheriff?Said the Barkeep.

Maverick Nick:Vodka,Sheriff?

Jack:No,just milk.

Silence fell again and all eyes were on him.

The Gang all looked at him.

Jack slowly reached for his milk.

His hand slowly made his way when……

BANG!A shot rang out!

And then another and another!

Everyone ducked.

Deadshot Aster missed and Jack shot his gun out of his hand.

Jack:Alright dont move,hold it right there!

Tooth was about to shoot him when Sandy hit here with a chair knocking her out.

Nick was about to get Jack but as he aimed Katherine hit him.

Let that be a lesson to you, never be rude to a lady.

Great job gang!Jack said congratulating the loyal citizens.

Alright you put your hands up!

N:well get even with you Sheriff

Okay Sandy take them to the jailhouse

Jack:You can just cool off in there, okay?

The phone ranged

Jack:Yes

Trouble down at the Eastwood rodeo Sheriff!Could you come down?:said the voice from the phone.

Jack:Sure Slim!

Sandy gestured.

“Yes i'm leaving to help Slim,you stay here deputy and guard them till i return.”

“Ok,but remember to keep an eye on them.”

One Hour later the deputy was asleep whilst he lay there while the gang plotted…

They had connected a hook to a piece of wire and were trying to get the keys which lay on the desk.Whispering amongst each other.

T:Just a little more

D:Easy

N:Blast it!

T:Try again.

D:Thats it,Thats it,Thats it

Lady Luck must have smiled on them for they got the keys hooked and slowly dragged them across the floor.

Sandy would move every now and again,stirring as if his dream was turning into a nightmare.

N:Tooth you take care of him ill get the weapons.

Sandy was still sleeping but he woke up when he was bound and not gagged.He was tied to his seat and could only helplessly look on as the gang made there getaway.

Maverick Nick: said:I hope you have a nice warm fireplace.

And promptly shot the oil lamp and lit it.

The fire spread whilst the gang went on to their stagecoach and fled.

Sandy was struggling and trying to unbound himself while the fire came closer and closer.

He knew he wouldn't make it out through the exit as he was bound and would never make it so he knocked over the phone.

While he couldn't talk he could alert Jack.

He did his form of communication one tap yes two taps no.

Who is this?Tap Tap Tap Tap.Sandy is that you?Tap .Is there some sort of trouble?Tap.Dont worry, I'm on my way!

The Stagecoach was going like crazy through the lone prairie at dangerous speeds.

Suddenly it stopped at the crossroad which said:Kansas City and Border.

D:Why have we stopped mate?

N:Look we make plan and we do it!

T:I dont know the mountain road is hard and this large stagecoach wont make it!

D:And i'm not risking my neck in Kansas after the shootings of 89.And that gold will surely have guards.

N:Look i glad we out of Jail but we still have hope to ride off into the sunset as the richest bandits ever.

D:I say we go for the border where well be safe.

N:I say for Kansas you don't know this Stagecoach as much as I , why i….

T:Built it?

N:Of Course not!I stole it!

Aster:We should just scream. I don't want to be on this crazy thing one minute longer than I need to!

T:Listen you two !We can still make it!And have all the gold we want!

D:I'm not risking my neck just to satisfy your bloody greed!We've got plenty from the other places we hit and when we double-crossed those Midget Terrors of Tiny Town.

T:Can you two just make up your minds?

The fire rained hot in the Sheriff's office…Jack saw his past melt before his eyes his valued memories gone in the light of the blaze the Guardians made.Fortunately He made it in time to save Sandy.While Sandy was not a good talker he was a great listener and knew exactly what the bandits planned to do!

He wrote down the Border and Kansas and information he heard.

Jack:Hmm the border but their heart was on the gold too ...and they'll make it there before the express and then they would paint the town red…unless there desperate people and greedy…i'm going to put my career on them going for the gold and and i'll stop them even or bust!

Sandy wrote:You'd better be careful there, dangerous and taught.With the Price of 200,000 thousand dollars on their head and their infamy they don't think twice!

D:Ok im going on…but if this thing breaks to splinters it was your choice!

N:So as I say let's go!

Jack got aboard the she was driven by Jamie Jones the famed engineer.He was proud of his engine it was a modern 4-4-0 fresh out of the Baldwin Locomotive Works with 15 inch cylinders and 80 inch drivers beautifully decorated and modern she was Jamies love.With diamond leaf lettering proudly presenting their name”Iron Belle“….the chase of the horse and the iron horse was on!

Jack:Well, We need to make it there!

Jamie Jones:Dont worry i think we can!Cmon girl you can do it,show them what you're made of!

The Guardian Gang had quite a lead but the horses struggled up the steep grades and Nick's whip didn't help much.

D:What's wrong with this thing?Are you sure you don't have any brakes?Because they seem to be on.He sarcastically remarked.

The Iron Belle was gaining but the road went downhill so the gang was speeding up. It was a rough,wild and hazardous ride as they passed through a Railroad Crossing.

Jamie:Hot Diggity,that's my Girl looks like they licked.Were gaining quick.

They started coming closer…

The Iron Horse sped through the tunnel with its whistles wailing in a cry of victory!

T:The Sheriffs aboard!

D:Are you sure?

T:Completely, I could tell by how the sun glinted off his white teeth.

Suddenly the horses got a second wind and started to speed up.

The train and the coach were nearly side by side!

B:Keep 'em going neck and neck!

The race was on!

N:Onwards Jailbird, Laws nightmare and Spirit.

Cmon, I'm waiting for you:said Jack.

N:He's got gun!

D:Whadya expect mate?A shovel?

Deadshot climbed aside and took aim and started shooting at the cab and Jack fired back they were practically next to each other.Jack missed Aster but the shot disbalanced him and knocked him over while falling off he clumsily got his foot stuck in the ropes so he was dragged on.

Dragon Tooth:Dont stop, we can do it!

Maverick Nick successfully navigated it through shortcuts through the mountain road so they could make up for the Expresses' faster speeds.

As they rounded the next crossing they passed the express; it wasn't over yet.

Meanwhile Aster was still dragging along through the dust and sand.

D:Well now I look like a dust Bunny.He said to himself.

The Express kept on gaining and soon enough they were yet again neck and neck with Jack firing back at T.

The Steam pressure was building and Belle was straining under the speed it was going at!

Jamie:C'mon you can do it!

But she was losing steam rapidly,the bullet hole on the boiler did their work and it looked like it was over!

Aster was right!The Coach was put under too much pressure too and lost a wheel just as it was going over a railroad crossing and got stuck.

The train was going too fast and collided with the coach as the horses ran loose as the reins broke and the coach got caught on the cowcatcher…

The gang was hanging on for dear life when suddenly..

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"Jack?Jack?"

"We must stop the Guardians gang"

Jack woke up to see North and the guardians around him.

North:Jack?Jack?Jack?You've been dreaming,are you right?

Jack:Yeah…

Bunnymund:Sorry we were a bit tough on you,but we were all nervous about the breakdown.

North:But we found a solution!And to celebrate we'll have a trip to Oklahoma as you wanted!

Tooth:But it won't be exactly like as you saw in the cowboy movie you saw.

North:What were you dreaming about?

Jack:Well…

Jack:I was the Sheriff of Jacksville,and you were part of the guardian gang.

The Guardians listened with interest,except Sandy who couldn't help but smile….

This happens circa a few months after the events of the movie,by this point in time Jack has gotten used to his life as a Guardian and coming often to North's Workshop to as he put it:Chill out.

Also i tried to make this all work to be canon so it had to be a dream that Sandy made for Jack.(Katherine the barowner is based on mother goose by the way...).Also the Terrors of Tiny town is an actual movie name for a western in this there somewhat like (all midget western)elfs with which the gang worked together for 3 years straight.......dont ask about the fourth year......it isnt pretty....

Please like,review and comment .It makes my day!And helps me.

Names

Cool-Handed Jack

Deadshot Aster-Wanted 100,000 Dollars....Dead or Alive(But rather dead..)

Wanted for:

? counts for murder

7 counts of mercenary activity

22 counts of theft

15 counts of Arson

And longtime Bootlegging

And more possible

Wanted in 8 states+Australia

He is said to be as dry and hostile as the outback.

While hes a terryfing Gunslinger he has a second weapon of choice a boomerang with it taking and returning things to him he conducted mandy unbelivable robberies like stealing the golden eggs of Gooses Gulch.

Deadshot Aster,one of the best shots of the west as leader of his former gang of outlaw which was based in Spring Town.He was often called there the true mayor as he had all the power over those"eggheads"as he called them....He made many robberies...also in his earlier years he was a hitman one of the best infact but quit becuase he thought he was working for too little and started his own bussiness....also he was in charge of making Eggnog and Moonshine without paying tax or owning in his secret underground tunnels.....with this network he could apper anywhere in town without warning with his men.

He and Jack have quite a history together as he arrested him once and turned him over to the 7th cavalry company who put him in a maximum security prison only for him to tunnel out.

Also Jack was once one of his targets....while he failed to shoot him his boomerang hurt him hard and the incident with the Union Pacific Railroad....dont ask about it its personal for them...

Maverick Nick

Dragon Tooth

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Now i invite you to a journey to a land which boundaries are that of imagination!A story.....that you will not believe! Little does anyone know that a threat IS COMING!!!! Pitch while powerfull and dangerous....this....is far worse! There is far more at stake then just belief! (It was alluded to in certain offical rotg content) And will have some details about the past.

Find out on MARCH 27TH!!! WHO WILL SAVE US????? And what is this giant threat that will imperil everyone?

Part 1 ON MARCH 27TH!!!!(PROLOGUE 26TH)

-EARTHS GREATEST SECRETS WILL BE REVEALED!

CREDIT TO:https://www.deviantart.com/dragonauroralight FOR DRAWING

[rainbowspinch]

Early Christmas post because I might not be able to consistently post for awhile!

I’m going to be out of my country on a trip for about a month starting on the 15th, so I won’t be super active.

Anyway, toon character oc’s because I love them. Darcy, Bankteller, and Gruv

Love y’all, seasons greetings!

[so-not-snow-white]

I recently had a dream in which Hozier robbed a bank. It was very well thought out. He had been planning the robbery for 5 years. He got caught by a webcam placed on one of the bankteller's desks.

[paperpeachy]

Thoughts on Fatguy703’s Mimi outfit tier list? Given that you’re the biggest Mimi fan I know of, you immediately came to mind when this popped up in my recommendations.

ooh had to sit n watch the vid for this i think i generally agree w their thoughts ! i wouldve been more liberal w what i considered the best but thats just cause im crazyy ab her

i agree w their oriental n summer mimi being so high ! esp since she gets unique accessories for those. and just, thematically 🥸, i rlly like the idea of her dressing in a vacation fit for the final battle, as if once this is all over she’s headed straight to the summer villa fantasy she was going on ab :P

and yess that the specific shade of orange in the cheerleader fit is kinda tacky lol, i think a more washed out baby orange would work sm better. but again, also just like that shes in an outfit like that for the last team bleck motivation meeting, very her. also top hat mimi i think what she has going is super cute v much a 2000s fit but i can see why the hot pink throws u off💔 but i would put that higher! the big tie is v much giving harajuku/gyaru vibes like they said. very junko.

i also like that they called post-game mimi ‘dressed like an old lady’ lol bc i do think that was on purpose ! to show how she’s ‘subdued’ but tee bee aych theyre kinda right its the closest i’d put to ‘bad’. it just leans too much into pearl-clutching old lady to b her, even w the bow on top. i think postgame mimi shouldve been in a little black dress w white polka dots, it’s classy but doesn’t completely strip her away from her, idk coquette chic 💔 spider colours 🖤

i would actly bump the ball gown outfit a bit lowwwer im so sorry visually the soft pink is rlly cute but i actly had to rlly twist the aesthetic of this dress in my gijinka to make it more appealing to me lol. just....the pearls? cmon girl haha but the colours r super cute so i understand

maid mimi i would put higher that one is just too iconic for me. same w cowboy mimi!! shes wearing miniature cowboy hat if this were mike’s mic he would put that in slay tier like she did that for the gays. happy the banktell made it p high, all her uniform fits r super cute. and as for the default fit like, i understand LOL i still think it’s such a nice trickster look on her, but it is looking kinda ketchup n mustard idk but i would still put it higher bc personal bias/ i draw her in this one a lot 💔💔

[kneehighcrocs]

sometimes its rly funny when ppl use the trait!character thing bc they will simply put any word at the front and think its so normal. hoeless!spongebob. virgin!bankteller. satanist!carl

[awesomephd]

Watching Through My Collection: Day 10/36

The Bat (1959)

Day 9 / Day 11

Y'know, for a film in a Vincent Price movie set, this sure doesn't have much Vincent Price.

It's more of a Murder She Wrote movie with a Vincent Price special guest. He could be described as the leading man, but this story is about the women and he gets to show up in scenes and be charming as always.

The real stars of the film are the two ladies, Cornelia van Gorder and her assistant Lizzie. Cornelia is a mystery writer vacationing at a mansion that just so happens to be owned by a bank owner that had (unknown to them) embezzled 1 million dollars and had hidden it in the mansion before he died. Also, the area has been dealing with a serial killer called the Bat whose only surviving victim called him "a man without a face" and one of the maids that quit said she saw a faceless man, I'm sure it's fine.

It's a very classic whodunit mystery, with every character trying to either find the money or find the identity of the Bat while the women in the house have to deal with him sneaking in at night.

Do you think they ever explored each other's bodies?

Honestly, the movie spent a lot more time with the Bat than I expected. It was fun to watch him sneak around and see what he did next, and his actor gave him a really fun physicality that made his silent, expressionless scenes enjoyable.

The twist upon his reveal also holds up pretty well. Looking back, you can pick up bits of dialogue and scenes that help broadcast who he was.

I also liked the dynamic of the other pair of women that show up around the halfway point, as the wife of the embezzlement scapegoat and one of her husband's bankteller coworkers. They're sweet and help keep the money in mind so the embezzlement case never gets entirely bowled over by the killer mystery.

As for Vincent Price, well, his character knows what's going on almost every step of the way. He's a friend of the bank owner that stole the million, and when his friend offered him half to fake his death, he decided to make it real for a full million. He just needs to find where the money's hidden and- as revealed in a confrontation- get rid of the Bat to keep him from finding the money first.

I don't want to give away too much, because it is in the public domain now and you can find so many versions on Youtube and Tubi. Definitely anyone that likes murder mysteries and big houses with hidden rooms, check it out!

[butchdykenormallen]

ph i should ask you because i keep seeing it. what is dialtown and also tjats what its called right

OHHHH BUDDY I COULD GO ON FOR DAYS ABOUT DIALTOWN. ITS A DATING SIM ABOUT DATING PEOPLE WITH PHONES FOR HEADS THAT ACTUALLY HAS LORE THAT SPANS BACK TO ACTUAL PERIODIC TIMES IN HISTORY INCLUDING CALLUM CROWN REPLACING JFK IIRC IN THIS TIME PERIOD. I GET TO KISS A SWAN WRANGLER, A BANKTELLER, OR A CINEMA RUNNER. AND THEY'RE ALL WEIRD AND A LITTLE QUEER AND I CANT TELL YOU MORE WITHOUT SPOILING...

i mean what whats a dialtown huh

[the1entirecircus]

The Flash: Chronology

This is based on a concept I've had for the flash for a while now. Please enjoy reading this story. This takes place after all the events that occur in the current Flash run as of 7/18/2024-8/9/2024. So, if I get certain details wrong, you'll know why.

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Professor Zoom returns, but he doesn't seem to remember everything. It's up to the Flash and his teammates to figure out whats going on.

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Lesson to be Learned, part 1

My name is Barry Allen, and I am one of the Fastest Men Alive, and ever since becoming so, I have been able to notice the way the world changes around me. My connection with the Speed Force allows me to notice the differences in time and space. I first noted this when I started receiving visions of a nightmarish reality that I created all because I wanted to save my mother. But ever since then, I've noticed the smallest changes caused by all sorts of different things. Before Flashpoint, before I came back to my Family, before I died, I remember being the Flash in the late 1950s. But when I came back, I had been the Flash at a much later time period. It seemed that with every crisis event, my history and the history of others around me would change. It is a bizarre sensation being aware of this constant change. But I'm glad that I am, because I never want to forget again. Not after last time.

Slipping under police tape, CSI Barry Allen made his way over to the crime scene. It was an attempted robbery at Central City Bank by one of the Rogues, but only one Rogue. Barry had already heard the details of the villain's appearance: Green and Yellow suit, scruffy face, and a domino mask to go with. Uncovering the sheet to look at the dead body, Barry sighed as he immediately recognizing the victim even if he were laying on his chest. His name was Roscoe Dillon, also known as the Top.

Before Flashpoint, Roscoe was able to utilize telekinesis to create vortexes and move and speeds faster than myself. After, he became connected to the speed force and had joined the Legion of Zoom. Sometime after, his origin went back to how it once was before Flashpoint. Although, I can still sense that he's connected to the speed force, just differently. Although his connection is weaker than I remember.

"Mr. Allen? You're here before I am!" David Singh said as he walked over to Barry.

Barry smiled, "Yeah well, I got lucky I guess."

With Wally back as the Flash, I've been able to spend more time as myself rather than the Flash. Meaning, no need to hide who I really am as much.

Barry went back to looking at Roscoe's body, pulling the tarp away to see the five holes that had impaled Roscoe's backside. Barry frowned and looked back at Singh, "what did witnesses see?"

"A Bankteller told Officer Evans that she the Top was demanding money be given to him. When the security officers tried firing at him, he immediately created a twister to fight against them. Thats when he suddenly dropped dead with those five holes in his chest. The officers only fired two bullets that had been flung back at them."

"Huh..." Barry nodded to Singh, but noticed something directly behind him. It looked like a scorch marking, then Barry noticed another marking on a pillar. Then he saw one on the floor, the wall, and when he saw the broken glass of a window, he assumed that was where another scorch mark would be.

Singh followed Barry's stare at the shattered window, "What is it?"

"There's scorch marks everywhere," Barry noted, "a speedster did this."

"How do you know its a speedster?"

"My fiance did an interview with the second Flash. He explained that when speedsters run while using the Speed Force, they have frictionless aura surrounding their bodies. That frictionless aura is more so a shield that prevents them from burning up. That aura is also what generates the lightning they emit as the aura is still creating friction with the air around it. The random scorch markings are a trail that speedsters leave..."

"I see, so we have another evil speedster in our hands?"

Barry sighed as he stood up, "yup."

A few people come to mind whenever I hear the word "evil speedster". I would once think of August Heart, but that opinion has slightly changed. I haven't seen him since he was turned back to human. But I don't think this murder is on him, he's more brutal with criminals. Lately, my mind has been on Hunter Zolomon, aka Zoom. Wally and I sensed something leaving the speed force a while back, and I've been wondering if its him. But Roscoe was always one of my Rogues considering our history, and so Zoom killing him just to mess with Wally doesn't make sense. Then there's my Reverse-Flash, Eobard Thawne, and I know it isn't him. I took too many measures to make sure he wouldn't become the Reverse-Flash again. But when I see those five holes in Roscoe's back, I can't help but be reminded of when Eobard had force my dad to create a power theft glove to try to rip away my connection to speed force. I hope its not him, I don't what I'm going to do if it is him.

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Glancing up at the pink and yellow banner labeled "The Flash of China", Wallace West and Avery Ho entered the exhibit with two separate lines of thought. Avery was looking over every single detail before gazing back at the statue of herself that looked exactly like her. Wallace on the other hand, trotted along, unenthusiastically gazing at each panel with a less than excited face. He had a few mentions of him in the Flash museum. Most notably in the Kid Flash section, but not much was said about him. He wasn't talked about as highly like Wally or as unique as Bart, he just felt like the third Kid Flash.

As he continued walking, Wally's shoulder bumped into someone. He immediately apologized, "sorry man, I didn't mean to run into you!"

"Oh that's quite alright, Wallace," said the english man with a brown coat and colorful scarf, "tell Barry that I said hi when you get the chance."

Wallace almost passed the individual until he realized he had said his name, "wait, how did you..." but when he looked back, the strange man was gone.

"Did you say something?" Avery asked Wallace.

"There was a british guy with a long brown coat and a colorful scarf just here a moment ago and he said my name," Wallace explained, "he told me to say hi to Barry?"

Avery smirked, "maybe he's just a friend of Barry's?"

Wallace shrugged, "maybe? But he was gone the second I looked away."

"Okay that is weird."

"Yeah..."

Suddenly, the speedsters felt something strange in the air. They could feel the speed force in something else nearby. The two looked to each other, and without a word, both knew what they were feeling. Without tapping into the speed force, but still quickly moving, Wallace and Avery quickly made their way to where they sensed something odd. They found themselves in the Reverse-Flash section, the area dedicated to all the people who held the title of the Reverse-Flash. Avery pointed over to an elder fellow with white hair and an elder look. Wallace recognized him from somewhere, but it was hard to put his thumb on where.

The old man's eyes darted all over the information board regarding Eobard Thawne's Reverse-Flash. His eyes then fixated on the identity of him, which was left as unknown. He seemed to grow angry from this sight, and muttered something quiet beneath his breath.

His head then jolted upright and he glared back at Avery and Wallace. The teen heroes were startled by this sudden act, and were creeped out even more so as the older fellow's smile creased across his face.

"Hello Wallace!" he said to the boy.

"Was that the guy you were talking about?" Avery asked in a whisper to Wallace's ear.

"Nope, he looked younger and sounded british," Wally said back. He then cleared his throat and stepped forward, "do I know you?"

The older man's smile faded to a disgusted frown, "so you really don't remember me?"

"I'm sorry, but no..."

"Well, then let me teach you how to remember..." A tornado swirled around the old man and began ripping apart the exhibit. Avery and Wallace quickly transformed into their uniforms as this storm destroyed everything. With super speed, Kid Flash and Flash V moved past the exhibit to quickly evacuate civillians from the museum. Yet as they did, both heroes would find themselves being attacked by an invisible force. When Kid Flash tried to help a lady out of the building, something pulled back his leg, causing him to trip and fall down the museum's stairs. He quickly reacted to the fall and got back on his feet, catching the woman and setting her back on her feet. As Flash V raced towards a group of school children, something yanked the back of her collar and threw her down hard. She lost almost all her breath from the swift attack, but still managed to get up and save the kids along with their teacher. Both speedsters ran back into the museum until someone caught them by their throats.

Wallace's eyes widened with shock, "oh my god!"

Although wearing his older yellow and black costume, Wallace was still able to recognize that this villain was in fact Professor Zoom, the Reverse Flash.

"Recognize me now, Wallace? It has been quite a while since we last met."

-End of Issue 1

Lessons to be Learned, part 2

My name is Wallace West, and I am one of the fastest teens alive. And I am screwed...

Held by the metal gauntlet of Professor Zoom, Kid Flash struggled to get free. For whatever reason, he wasn't able to move fast enough to phase through Zoom's grasp of his uniform. Neither could Avery.

Today I was supposed to hang out with my best friend to look at the new Flash of China exhibit the Flash museum opened up, but now I'm being held up by the hand of Barry's greatest enemy: Reverse Flash! But he looks different. He's not wearing his usual costume. And...I feel his connection to the Speed Force. Didn't Barry say that Eobard was connected to the Negative Speed Force?

"I have a lot of questions, Wallace, and I hope that you can answer them well." remarked Eobard. He ran the two heroes back into the Flash Museum. He threw both of them into the wall of one of the exhibits, "I was fighting with Barry, and right as I was going to pull the speed force out of him so that I could take over Central City, I suddenly find myself here, in the future. Here I learn that after somehow losing, I would be struck with lightning that would gift me with the knowledge I had before. What happened?"

"You just said what happened, what do you expect me to say?" Kid Flash groaned to Professor Zoom.

"Why was I replaced with an idiot!" roared the professor as he gripped onto the fabric of Kid Flash's costume.

"That's a little egotistical to say" spoke a cheery voice, Professor Zoom looked back and saw that the Flash was standing right behind him with a cocky smile, "I mean he was still you after all."

Professor Zoom looked the Flash up and down, something wasn't right. This Flash's cowl covered his nose, the mask gave him white pupils, and he was more buff than Eobard remembered. He scoffed, "you're not Flash! You're some faker!"

Flash III laughed, "Wow! The idiot you're talking about also called me a faker! What are the odds?"

Frustrated with the hero, the color drained from Professor Zoom's surroundings sucker punched Flash's jaw. The scarlet speedster slowly fell to the ground from the quick attack before Zoom struck Flash again, kicking him in the ribs. However, very slowly, the color of Flash's costume returned as yellow and blue sparks covered his body. Just as Professor Zoom was going to strike again, Flash caught the punch.

"Woah, so you can deaccelerate time around you like Zolomon could to make himself seem faster! I haven't seen that in ages! Who did you say you were again?"

"Professor ZOOM!" he blasted Flash away with a quick whirlwind made by his arms. Flash cushioned his fall by doing the same and then bolted back to Eobard. Exchanging punches with each other, Flash did his best to move as fast as he could. But then, in an unexpected attack, Flash felt lightning course through his veins as his chest was suddenly impaled by the thin needles attached to his metal gauntlet. He let out an outcry that could be heard from all the conduits of the speed force.

Barry was enjoying lunch with Iris when he heard that outcry and Iris looked at him with worry, "what's wrong?"

"Wally...I need to go. I'll be back soon, I promise," Barry stood from the table and fired his costume from his ring. Quickly changing into his supersuit, he ran to the Flash museum.

I've never heard Wally cry out like that before. I can't be too late. I can't lose Wally again!

Barry didn't stop running when he entered the Flash museum. He immediately recognized the backside of the man responsible for Wally's outburst. He scowled and ran at Thawne.

I forgave him. I forgave him and he came back. I made sure that he couldn't, but he still did. This time, I won't be so forgiving.

"THAWNE!" Barry tackled Eobard off Wally and slammed him into a wall. In a fit of rage, Barry mercilessly hammered his fists against Eobard.

Never again will I be so forgiving! He took my kindness for granted, and this is what he'll get! A reminder not to mess with my family ever again! I will make sure that he never obsesses over me! or find a way to learn that he is the Reverse-Flash! I...

Barry finally noticed the uniform Eobard wore. It was the same costume he had before Barry defeated him and took him to Iron Heights prison. He looked at the metal glove Eobard had, the Power-Theft Gauntlet. This wasn't an Eobard from the known future, it was an Eobard from the forgotten past. Barry looked back to see Wally being helped up by Avery and Wallace. Wally smiled to Barry, and Barry could see that Wally's wounds had already healed. His connection to the speed force had remained.

Wally grinned at Barry, "Are you okay?"

Barry nodded to his former sidekick, "yeah..."

-

"...I think?"

Eobard had been quickly transported to Iron Heights prison after his swift defeat at the hands of Barry. As for Barry, he was multitasking between monitoring Wally and checking the DNA scan on Eobard Thawne inside the Speed Lab. Wally, Wallace, and Avery could clearly tell that their mentor's mind was all over the place.

Wally's connection to the speed force is slightly weaker than it was when I last checked. Eobard's DNA is an apparent match. A Speed Force Conduit's connection to the speed force can be measured through a person's natural electric current. How can this version of Eobard be back? Speed Force Conduits are natural energy reactors, our bodies are very easily trackable---

"DAD!" running into the Speed Lab, Irey and Jai lunged onto Wally, almost knocking him off his seat. Following them were Iris and Linda who held baby Wade in her arms.

"We heard you yell out through the speed force during class! It was awful!" exclaimed Irey.

"Are you okay, dad?" Jai questioned his father.

Wally laughed, "I'm fine kids, a little slower than I used to be, but I'm fine for the most part!"

"That's a relief," Linda said as she leaned over to kiss her husband.

Iris leaned against Barry as he stared at the monitor screen, immediately noticing the worry and fear on his face, "Eobard's back?"

"A version of him," he muttered, "the DNA is a match, the atomic structure of it doesn't seem to indicate its Eobard from another Earth. Iris, its him, but...I'm not entirely sure if it IS him. He didn't wear his usualy suit, he was wearing the same costume he had before he was struck by that lightning bolt in Iron Heights. He also had the device my dad made for him: the power-theft gauntlet. Wallace said that Eobard was confused over things being different. It can't be that Eobard was pulled from that point, that would create a time paradox, unless he's predestined to return to that point in time. But then there's this other thing I've noticed."

Barry tapped on the screen showing a display of energy readings. He pointed at the energy reading on top, "this shows that the Eobard I fought today was a Speed Force Conduit."

"Right," Iris nodded.

Barry then pointed to the below, "and, while hardly noticeable, he was also giving off small amounts of crisis energy. Energy that alters the timeline. It can create paradoxes, rewrite an entire multiverse. Stuff like that."

"Then someone or something with the power to alter time and space brought Eobard here."

"Maybe, I need to be sure of something though."

"And what's that?"

Barry looked at Iris nervously, "I have to go to the 25th century to make sure that was Eobard. The crisis energy may have brought him back here as well as changing his powers and memories. If he isn't there, I'll come back and return Eobard to where he belongs. If he is there, I'll make sure nothing happens to him."

Wallace, overhearing this conversation between his Aunt and Uncle-to-be, darted over and interjected, "Barry, I told you that Eobard remembers being taken from the point of your battle with him before he went to Iron Heights. Why do you think this is a future version of him?"

"Three reasons mainly. The crisis energy surrounding Eobard doesn't create a complete time paradox. The amount that is covering him is enough to propel someone back in time and give them what I call Chronological Displacement Induced Amnesia. Its amnesia of thinking that you're a previous incarnation of yourself due to time travel. The second reason is to say that because of that level of crisis energy is so low, that it can't create a complete time paradox. It's easier to travel back to the time before you were born than pulling your youngerself to where you are now. That leads me to my third reason: time traveling to the past can be dangerous for the timeline. There's a reason why I keep a lock on the cosmic treadmill that only allows it to travel between now and the future."

"I feel like you made some of that up?"

Barry sighed, "well, Crisis energy isn't fully understood yet, but its understood enough for that," Barry bolted to the cosmic treadmill and started activating the settings, "I'll be back in a second, don't worry."

"Barry, wait!" Iris called out for him.

Barry stopped walking and looked at his fiance, "what is it?"

"If Eobard is there, bring Wallace and Avery with you," Iris suggested, "I don't want you to be alone if he is there."

"If he is there, he can't hurt me, he's powerless."

"I don't mean just in case if there's a fight, Barry."

I immediately understand what Iris means, and I don't blame her. Despite my forgiving of Eobard's misdeeds, I'm still scared of him. Today proved that I still am. Wallace and Avery have proven time and time again that they are capable heroes. They could even use this opportunity to learn the ethics of time travel. Looking at both of them now, I can see that they want to do this badly. Maybe this isn't a bad idea? Although adjustments need to be made so that everyone can fit on the treadmill.

"Give me a second," Speeding around the lab, Barry quickly modified the cosmic treadmill, making it wider and longer. By the time he was done, it nearly didn't fit the platform it stood on. He looked at the teen heroes and smiled, "Avery and Wallace, wanna join?"

Avery and Wallace looked at each other with wide smiles and ran onto the cosmic treadmill. Everyone waved goodbye as the three speedsters began running together on the treadmill. Within seconds, the treadmill vanished and the heroes went away.

-End of Issue 2

Lessons to be Learned, Part 3

Dust and cobwebs were flung away as yellow, orange, and violete lightning sparked everywhere as the Cosmic Treadmill slowed down. Barry got off the treadmill fine, but Avery and Wallace were both completely out of breath.

"I was not expecting that to be exhausting!" Avery gasped.

"Same here!" added Wallace. He looked around and was perplexed by the dirty environment he was in, "what is this place?"

"The Speed Lab in the 25th century, heroes don't exist in this time period, well not traditional ones. There are the Renegades, but other than them, no one else here carries on the title of the Flash," Barry explained as he then just realized something, "before we explore, I just need to let you two know anything you see about yourselves in the Museum is not set in stone, okay? Yes, things that happened are set in stone for you guys, but not completely. Okay?"

Both of the teens nodded, "okay."

"Great, now lets change into civillian uniforms and search for Eobard."

"Uh, won't our regular civillian clothes not fit into 25th century fashion?" Wallace then asked.

Barry grinned.

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Walking out from the Speed Lab, Barry, Wallace, and Avery walked awkwardly in their new 25th century uniforms. They were surprisingly comfy despite their odd design.

"I can see why clothes get designed this way in the future, they feel real nice," Avery said.

Wallace shrugged, "I mean yeah, but don't you think its odd that everyone basically looks the same wearing these things?"

"The same can be said by a man from the early 1900s traveling to the early 2000s," explained Barry, "At this point in humanity's history, we had come far to develop comfortable clothes that could be worn in all types of climates and environments year-round. I think the invention of such clothing is brilliant. And not all the clothes from our era have completely disappeared, it just looks like that."

"Like...Captain Cold's clothes?" Wallace asked.

Barry chuckled, "I mean yeah, but why him specifically?"

As soon as he finished that sentence, Barry saw Commander Cold checking in with a security officer.

When I undid all of Thawne's misdeeds, it revived Commander Cold along with his team called the Renegades. What's he doing here?

"Let's go. If I know Eobard, he'll be near my exhibit," Barry told the others.

The trivia of Barry's life were all presented in the vast hall dedicated to his Flash. A statue of his many costumes over the years stood in the middle. Yellow holographic display panels popped up every time Barry stood near a podium. Barry's search for Eobard distracted him from looking at these, but it didn't stop Wallace or Avery.

Neither could stop looking at what they learned about Barry's past. Avery chuckled seeing that one of the first villains Barry had ever fought was an iron-based humanoid. Wallace almost laughed out loud seeing that his Uncle's discovery of the multiverse happened while entertaining kids while climbing a rope. Both tried to be respectful over the day Flash weighed 1,000 pounds, but it was too ridiculous to take seriously.

"What's so funny?" somebody asked Wallace.

"Oh sorry, its just reading the Flash's adventures are kind of...funny," when Wallace turned around, he immediately became speechless with shock. Avery turned as well, noticing her friend's reaction to this museum's curator. It then dawned on her on who this was.

The curator chuckled, "yes, the second Flash's adventures can be seen as ridiculous at times, but I assure you that they're not all as hilarious. Sometimes they're tragic and devastating. I'm particularly fond of his adventures against the Reverse Flash."

Barry heard that familiar voice only a distance away, and looking back he could see the fear and shock in the eyes of the kids. He then saw who was speaking, and he felt chills surge down his spine. It was Eobard. Eobard was here.

I thought I would be ready for this moment. I always think that when I come to check in on him. But I never am. Even now, I'm not ready. Wallace and Avery don't look comfortable. Guess its time for Flash to save the day.

Barry rushed over and put on a fake smile, "Ace-Wall, Avoir, I was wondering where you two were!"

Ace-Wall?

Avoir?

Eobard looked over and smiled, "Well, well, well! If it isn't Henry Allen! I never know when I'm going to see you next!"

Both the teen heroes looked at Barry bewildered again to seeing that he was aquainted with Eobard already. Barry chuckled, "aha, yeah, I see you've met my nephew and his friend?"

Eobard smiled back at the teenagers, "yes, they're giggling at the second Flash's adventures. I overheard their laughter and couldn't help but wonder why."

Barry smirked at them, "you stumbled upon Flash's sudden weight gain?"

Wallace sighed, "yeah, it's kind of ridiculous in my opinion."

Eobard scowled at Wallace before Barry regained his attention, "so, Eobard, anything been going on recently? How's life?"

As he talks to me, I don't feel his connection to the speed force, and the little amount I do feel is from the small connection I gave him. He hasn't realized he's reverse Flash Yet, and hopefully, now that I'm here never will.

Suddenly, the Flash Museum's alarms started blaring loudly, startling everyone. The overhead speaker turned on, and a robotic voice started to speak through, "ALERT! ALERT! META-HUMAN ATTACK IN PROGRESS! PLEASE, SAFELY AND CALMY EVACUATE!"

The heroes all glanced at each other with confusion. Barry shook his head to Avery and Wallace, but something about this felt off.

No Meta-Human based crimes in Central City happened in the 25th century. The only ones that did happen occured because of Eobard's manipulation. Is this an attack from someone new?

"Alright everyone! Evacuate the building, let's get a move on," insisted Eobard as everyone began leaving the the exhibit in a hectic manner. Suddenly, something crashed through the entrance of the Flash Museum right as everyone was evacuating. It was one of the Renegades: Heatstroke. He groaned as he stood up and looked back at the civillians.

"Get through the fire exits! The front isn't--" Heatstroke was cut off as a bolt lightning suddenly coursed through his body. He collapsed to the floor as the attacker blasted through. The speedsters quickly changed into their costumes to quickly catch the broken shards of glass and other shrapnel that had been flung at the museum's guests. After catching all the glass, the three heroes stood ready to fight whoever this villain might be.

Stepping through the wreckage, a man dressed in slim white armor stepped through. Barry recognized the spiral shape on the man's chest as well as the unique helmet. It was Raijin, the self-proclaimed God of Lightning. However, Barry's attention was pulled away when he heard Eobard's voice.

"...Henry?" Barry looked back in horror as he saw Eobard look at him in shock and awe, "You're the Flash?!"

-End of Issue 3

Lessons to be Learned, part 4

My name is Barry Allen, and I made a rookie mistake only a minute ago.

As fast as he could, Barry swept civillians off their feet to carry them to safety away from the Flash Museum. The last of which was Eobard, and he could feel his ex-nemesis' stare on him.

The supervillain known as Raijin, a pawn of Grodd, has somehow appeared in the 25th century. Avery, Wallace, and I changed into our costumes as the Renegades are seemingly helpless against Raijin's power. But in doing so, I accidentally exposed my change in front of Eobard. I'll have to explain myself later. Right now, I need to stop Raijin.

Running towards Raijin, Barry noticed something peculiar about the electric villain. He did not wield his lightning wand, and the shape of his armor was different, somehow they had been augmented. The tech reminded him of something, he just couldn't place his finger on what. Suddenly, Raijin's head twisted at the Flash and aimed his gauntlet at him. Lightning sprung at the gauntlet and latched onto Barry. He then swung the Flash around like a wrecking ball, striking Avery and Wallace down.

"Ow! What the hell just happened?" groaned Wallace.

"It felt like Raijin grabbed my speed force aura. He was even able to react to me at super speed," Barry noted, "he's upgraded his tech."

"Yeah, but with what?" Avery questioned.

A beam of frost struck against Raijin, freezing him solid. Barry looked over at the shooter and saw Commander Cold with Weather Warlock at his side. Barry smiled and waved him over, "Commander, over here!"

Commander Cold, Leonard Snart's future counterpart, and a friend of mine. He remembers everything up until his unexpected death at the hands of Captain Cold. I catch up with him every time I go to check on Eobard.

"Flash, glad to see you! Raijin has sent the rest of the Renegades to the ICU, so we could really use your help. That ice blast isn't going to hold him off forever," the Commander explained to the scarlet speedster.

"How did Raijin get in the 25th century?" Barry asked.

"Don't know. He showed up a few weeks back and has been making periodic attacks since. He was able to steal alien technology from a race called the Fraction and used it to upgrade his gear."

Barry's eyes widened, "The Fraction! That explains everything! Raijin wasn't fully connected to the speed force when I last fought him. He must have found the tech and used his limited connection to the speed force to power his armor."

Avery leaned over to Wallace and whispered, "the Fraction?"

Wallace leaned over to Avery and whispered back, "Aliens that use the speed force to strip planets of their resources in under one minute. You were busy with something else when we had to fight them."

"I see," nodded Avery, "did we win?"

"Yes and no, it's complicated. We had rewrite time."

"Ah."

Suddenly, the ice concealing Raijin began to crack as lightning began spewing out. The heat from the intense electric currents were causing the ice to evaporate, and within thirty seconds.

"A simple block of ice cannot stifle my godly power, Commander. You should know that by now!" Raijin aimed his gauntlet at Cold, "now you will pay for you insulance!"

Barry tackled down the Commander right as a bolt of lightning fired at him. Raijin growled at Barry's heroism and used his lightning to cling onto Barry. He threw the superhero into the sky. In retaliation, Wallace and Avery ran at Raijin, but again the false God of Lightning grabbed their speed force aura and slammed the two together.

"The future holds many things, knowledge is one," explained Raijin, "The Fraction returned to earth during the 23rd century, and this time Earth was prepared for their arrival, but so were they. These Velocielectrokinesis Gauntlets are capable of tugging at your speed force connection, preventing physical contact at any degree. While these initially proved useful in battle, but Earth found a way around them. And it seems that knowledge has been forgotten.

Hail was fired against Raijin by Weather Warlock. In a simple act, Raijin bolted toward the costumed policeman and clawed into him. The vice grip he had on Warlock's clothes was followed by an immense electrocution of the villain. Commander Cold fired his ice guns repeatedly, but Raijin simply melted the ice that was meant to grow over him. He threw Warlock at Cold, knocking them over and charged up an electric blast. But Barry returned to deliver a solid punch against Raijin's mask. Again, he was caught by Raijin's V.E.K. Gauntlet and thrown aside. Focusing on the Flash again, he launched the electric blast at Barry, shocking him severely.

"Did you really think I was that distracted? I am the God of Lightning, Flash! I can feel the electricity that you emit as you ran towards me. There is no hope for you yet!"

Wallace and Avery ran over to Flash and helped him up. He was in pain but it was nothing he couldn't heal from.

"Flash, he said that the gauntets have a weakness that everyone in the future seemed to have forgotten," Avery quickly explained to Barry.

"That kind of knowledge can't be entirely forgotten, maybe just by the public," Barry looked back as a clever idea formed, "I'll be back, keep Raijin occupied from a distance. Avoid being seen from him and fling projectiles at him, got it?"

Both of them nodded and Barry ran away.

---

Bolting over towards the crowd of civillians, Barry searched the crowd for one person in particular.

If there is anyone who knows anything about Speed Force related events, it's Eobard. Just have to find him again.

"Is your name really Henry, Flash?" Eobard asked.

Barry turned around and saw his former enemy, seemingly confused by what he had just learned. Barry looked around and at super speed, took Eobard into a secluded area. He pulled off his mask and sighed, "No, my real name is Barry Allen. Henry is just my middle name."

My heart is racing at this moment. Eobard could remember everything just by knowing my name. Or maybe I'm worrying too much?

"Why did you lie to me?" Eobard asked, "we've been friends for a while, I don't understand. Your identity isn't even public, you could have told me that your name was Barry."

Barry thought about telling Eobard the truth, but hearing the commotion going on nearby, he realized that this conversation can wait, "Look Eobard, I have reasons, I will tell you them later, but right now, Raijin has hands on 23rd century Fraction technology. He's using it to grapple onto our speed force auras and supposedly there is a weakness but nobody can remember it. But I know that since you're an expert on all things speed force related that you would know what that weakness is. Please help me."

"...yeah, there is. You're still able to move when the V.E.K. Beam catches you, its just harder to. You have to focus enough that you can create an electric current that overwhelms the V.E.K. Gauntlet's current. That way you can break free."

"Okay, thank you. I will come back to explain everything," Barry told Eobard. Sparking up with yellow lightning, Barry ran back to the fight. Raijin was throwing Avery and Wallace around like rag dolls, cackling wildly at the abuse of his power. The teens smiled seeing their mentor return and Raijin sensed Barry's approach. Just as he was about to turn around to smack Barry with Wallace, Barry phased under the ground to avoid the attack. Wally was flung away, but caught himself with a whirlwind cushion he made. Barry phased back up and ran at Raijin.

"Flash! What are you doing?!" Avery yelled at him.

"Getting caught!" Barry yelled back as Raijin snagged him by his lightning. He dropped Avery to the floor to focus his other gauntlet's beams.

"Don't try and stop me! The more I pull from the Flash's power using my Velocielectrokinesis Gauntlets, the stronger I shall become!" Raijin cackled.

"So that's what V.E.K. stands for," Barry commented as he began vibrating his molecules at faster speeds. The yellow electricity that covers his body as he ran started to overtake the blue lightning that kept him in the air. The yellow lightning traveled over to Raijin's gauntlets. Once they made contact with the technology, the devices exploded, blasting Raijin into the ground, defeating him.

---

As the police and ambulances got everything in order, Barry explained to Avery and Wallace about what happened.

"You weren't worried that he may have been lying to you?" Wallace asked Barry.

"I was, but I think he's changed for the better," Barry said to Wallace.

"Then that means the Professor Zoom we saw wasn't him?" Avery asked.

"No it was him, just not the version of him that we're familiar with," Barry glanced at the police truck holding Raijin as he was being taken away to Iron Heights. He looked back at the crowd and spotted Eobard was amongst them, "I need to go speak with Eobard. I promised him that I'd tell him...everything."

Wallace and Avery looked to each other in surprise. Wallace looked back at Barry, "do you need us to go with you?"

"Just go wait in the Speed Lab, I'll be back soon."

Moving Eobard into another secure area, Barry unmasked himself. The memory of that obsessive look Eobard would glare at him with flashed in his memory.

He's changed. You know he's changed, Barry. You made sure of it.

"So, why have you been lying to me, Barry?" Eobard asked.

Barry looked at Eobard and thought about what he needed to say to Eobard, "I want to start by saying...you may need to sit down for this."

I tell him everything. How we really first met. How he became the Reverse Flash just from knowing that he would become him. How he ruined my life and ruined the lives of others just to hurt me and my family. All as I tell him, he looks horrified by what I say.

"I hated you so much...I can remember that now," Eobard seemed disgusted with himself. Barry turned pale, wondering if this was Eobard's return to becoming the Reverse Flash. But when Eobard looked at Barry, it was obvious that he didn't seem mad at him, "but...why am I here now? How are you here now?"

"I created a Flashpoint when I went back in time to save my mother. Somehow you became a living paradox when that happened as you were running in the time stream when that happened. I undid the Flashpoint, so you killing my mother will have always happened. Then during our last battle, I became your lightning rod, which sent you back to the future and removed your paradoxical nature. You still killed my mom, but you never became the Reverse Flash. And to make sure you never did, I gave you the best life possible. I did the reverse of what you did to me. I gave you a loving family, great friends, made sure you were on medication and got therapy. And most of importantly, I made sure that you would never learn that you became the Reverse Flash. My visits were to make sure you would never become him again. And this time, I came back to the future thinking you did, but now I don't think thats going to happen."

"What makes you say that?"

"Something weird is going on with time. An old version of you was pulled from the past to my modern day and now Raijin has been pulled here. And yet, nothing seems out of the unordinary with my present."

Eobard stood up with Barry and together they shook hands.

"Are you going to come and see me again?"

"Yeah, just promise to not become a speedster."

"I swear!" laughed Eobard. Barry pulled on his mask and just as he was about to leave, Eobard called out for him, "Hey Barry?"

"Yeah Thawne?"

"Thank you for forgiving me."

Barry smiled, "you're welcome."

And upon saying that Barry left Eobard in a spark of yellow lightning.

-End of Issue 4

Lessons to Be Learned, Part 5, Epilogue

In a bright flash of light, the Cosmic Treadmill returned to the present time. Wally, Linda, their kids, along with Iris were all still there. Nothing had changed, and Barry was glad to see that. Wallace and Avery were immediately swarmed by the West Twins, who immediately began interrogating them with questions about the future. Barry gathered with the other adults to explain what is happening.

"You saw Raijin in the future?" Iris asked Barry.

"Uh who's Raijin?" Wally then asked.

Barry answered both immediately, "yes; think of Raijin as Savitar but as the God of Lightning and as a pawn of Grodd."

"So then Grodd's behind this?" Linda asked.

Barry shook his head, "No. Before I came home, I checked the energy surrounding Raijin. It's Crisis Energy; it was fading but its there. I spoke with Raijin and according to him, that our fight in the future was our first fight. He was still in the shadows with Black Hole when he was pulled out of the future."

"How do you know it isn't that Chronological Displacement Induced Amnesia thing you mentioned before?" questioned Wally.

"I mainly thought that because I didn't trust Thawne to completely stay out of my life. But now with Raijin in the 25th century, I think this is something else..." Barry started to think and glanced at Iris.

Iris raised her eyebrow and gave Barry a knowing smile, "You're thinking about traveling time to find more things lost in time, aren't you?"

Barry nodded, "yeah, once I upgrade the cosmic treadmill so I can trace crisis energy without falling into one of the major crisises."

"Are you going to bring us?" Wallace asked as he bolted over to Barry.

"I mean you brought us to the future, you might as well take us to the past," insisted Avery.

Barry sighed with a smirk as he looked at Iris, "Well Iris, does that sound like a good idea?"

"They could use the experience of time traveling, just make sure not to get them killed."

"Alright then," Barry looked over to the kids, "I'll call you guys when I'm done upgrading the treadmill. It may take a while even with super speed."

The kids excitedly thanked Barry before running off to do other things. As Avery went to go visit her parents and Wallace went over to Titans Academy, Barry began working on the upgrades to the cosmic treadmill. Wally helped with the mechanics and engineering as Barry worked on the technology that would track Crisis Energy.

"Y'know Barry, since you are going to be time-traveling with more people, don't you think you should have something like a trailer?" Wally asked Barry.

Barry looked up from his desk confused, "huh? oh, why do you say that? We're usually not in one place for long."

"Well, let's say the problem you're experiencing takes more that one day. Shouldn't you and the kids have a place you can always rest in, store snacks, and spare costumes? It sounds convenient to me!"

Barry thought for a moment and considered it, "yeah, a Cosmic Treadmill-Trailer does have its perks. But also there's disadvantages to having one. It'll be big, noticeable and most importantly it may not withstand the wear and tear of time travel."

Wally laughed, "you can leave those problems to me!"

Wally then ran away in a flash of lightning, often running back to the Speed Lab to add onto the Cosmic Treadmill. All the while, Barry focused on his Crisis Energy detector.

For some reason, my mind keeps coming back to the first and fourth crisis. I remembered how painful it was for my body to rapidly deteriorate, but how I also didn't die. I woke up and began running from the Black Racer, for what felt like Eons. I didn't need to come back, I didn't plan on it. I questioned why I did come back, there was no more need for me anymore. I stopped questioning that after Flashpoint, mainly because I was forced to forget everything, but it also felt like I had purpose again. Now I'm back to questioning why I am needed as Flash with Wally's return. I thought about retiring, but I can't stop doing this, I love being the Flash! Maybe this is my new path? Barry Allen, not just one of the Fastest Men Alive, but the Fastest Time-Traveler Alive. I know that my history with Time Traveling hasn't been great, but I'll keep Flashpoint as a reminder not to mess with time to that great of an extent.

---

Two weeks later, Wallace and Avery entered the Speed Lab to immediately find a giant machine sitting where the Cosmic Treadmill once was. It was a beautiful red machine with yellow highlights. It resembled the long front of a bullet train.

Covered in grease and muck, Wally leaned to side of these machine and slapped the metal, "meet the Cosmic Treadmill-Trailer, kids. Aka, the C.T.T."

Avery was enamored by the CTT's, "It's...it's..."

"Isn't it a bit, y'know, eye-catching for a time machine?" Wallace asked.

Wally snickered, "It is has some gifts from Terrifitech in there to allow for perfect camoflauge. So don't worry about that."

Avery ran inside the CTT, and explored the place, "woah, it looks slightly bigger on the inside."

Wally snorted a little, "a time machine thats bigger on the inside, hilarious."

Wallace entered the CTT and looked around before coming to a stop at the front of the ship, "is that the cosmic treadmill?"

It was a running platform that looked similar to the treadmill, but there was display of buttons and monitors for all sorts of things. It looked like a plane's piloting cockpit without the steering wheels.

Wally poked his head into the cockpit and nodded, "yup! Barry will act as the CTT's pilot and monitor all the buttons."

"Speaking of Barry, where is he?" Avery asked.

Wally tapped his foot as he tried to think, "uuuuuh, Gotham. He's in Gotham, Batman wanted to speak to him before Barry left."

---

In the Batcave, Batman scowled at Barry unhappily as he spoke with him.

"You know the consequences of messing with time, Barry," Batman reminded Barry, "Have you learned nothing from what Dr. Manhattan did?"

"Bruce, I know this seems like a terrible idea, but I can feel something messing with the time stream," Barry insisted, "I know that Professor Zoom and Raijin aren't the only ones displaced in their personal timelines. I haven't found a connection yet, but theres something going on! And its not like you can stop me."

"No, I cannot," Bruce turned, "but what are you going to do when you find these people or things displaced by crisis energy?"

Barry pulled out something from his pocket, a small device resembling the emblem on his chest, "once attached, this Time Chip will absorb the crisis energy then redistribute the energy back into the target sending them back in time. In theory of course."

"You haven't tested it on Zoom or Raijin?"

"Raijin is secure in the 25th Century's Iron Heights and his personal timeline with me has already been altered. Sending him back could be a bad idea. As for Zoom, I don't want to test it on him. He's become too dangerous to be sent back to his time period. He already stole some of Wally's speed. He could kill me and alter the timeline further."

"So what's the point of building a chip then?"

"The plan is to go back in time right as the crisis energy sent someone. Before they can learn anything or do anything, the chip will be attached to them and send them back to wherever and whenever they came from."

Batman walked over and took the chip from Barry, examining it closely, "Barry, there's a million ways that this device can malfunction all because you were too scared to test it on Zoom or Raijin. You need to be certain, very certain, that this plan of yours will work. Understood? I don't want you to have blood on your hands because of this."

Barry solemnly nodded, "Yes, Bruce."

Barry ran out of the batcave and back to central city and stood at the entrance of Iron Heights.

Bruce was harsh about it, but he is right. I need to be very certain about this. If I don't test the Time Chip, I'll be an idiot. So, I explain to the Warden about what I've developed and he allows me into this Eobard's cell. This is a risky move, I could end up killing Eobard or this does nothing at all.

Mechanical wires push Eobard out slowly. Several power dampeners are latched onto his neck, arms, and legs. He looked at Barry and grinned.

"Hello, Flash," he said insidiously.

"I'm going to send you back in time to whenever you came from, Thawne," Barry explained calmly, "I don't know if this will strip you of your gained power or your new memories, but I designed it to send you back."

"So much power in such a tiny little device..."

Barry pressed the chip onto Eobard and activated it, "I'm mostly using the time energy you're covered in. Goodbye, Professor Zoom."

"Oh, we'll meet..." suddenly, Eobard evaporated into nothing. The metal of his power dampeners clanged against the floor.

I don't move, not for a second. I'm worried that I should've said goodbye to Iris before doing this, but its too late for that. Nothing feels wrong, not yet at least. No new memories come to mind, none of my new death at least. I'm alive, I am still alive.

Barry nodded to the warden and ran off to the Flash Museum.

---

"...again. What?" Eobard was perplexed by the place he found himself in. It was a rocky environment with an atmosphere shimmering with blue cosmic fires. A loud roaring was constantly echoing through this place and when he looked up at the source of the noise, he was both intrigued and horrified by the sight. An abyss in the shape of a strange rectangular box.

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