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Bang Chan .:. My Pace MCountdown [180823]

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behold. a rather in-depth and extensive series of yumeship questions. minors DNI.

got tired of looking for ask games that cater to a more mature audience, so I slapped this together :] have others submit asks for you via sending in an emoji and its corresponding number (ex. 🫰3, 🏡6, ⛓️‍💥1), or feel free to use these questions for personal writing. be sure to reblog to give others a chance to participate!

many of these questions feature multiple parts, so feel free to pick and choose what pieces to answer based on preference! if your ship utilizes an OC rather than a self insert, or if your ship is a polycule, you're more than welcome to change the wording!

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What initially drew you to your f/o? Are you a longtime fan of the source they originate from, or did you primarily gravitate towards their source out of an interest in them?

How long have you and your f/o been in a relationship in real-time? Do you keep track of your anniversary, and if so, do you like to do anything special to commemorate it?

In what ways do you like to participate in your ship? Do you have a favorite piece of merch/art/writing featuring your f/o? Do you engage with your ship IRL by taking a token of them along on outings?

Do you have only one f/o, or a select elite team built up of several f/o's? If you have multiple, do they interact at all with each other?

What are some things you associate with your f/o? Certain objects, sounds, smells etc.? Are there specific symbolisms behind them? What associations does your f/o form regarding you?

What quote comes to mind when thinking of your f/o — Be it from their source, a poem/lyric/passage, or something original you authored for them? What quote would they choose for you?

If you were to build a mini playlist to associate with your f/o, what 3 songs would you include? What songs would your f/o think to use for you?

What are some common tropes you could use to label your ship at a glance?

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What's the setting that your relationship takes place in? Did you bend a bit of canon to work in favor of you and your f/o, or did you throw canon out the window altogether to create an entirely separate AU?

How did you and your f/o come to know each other prior to your relationship? Was it an extended slowburn or a near-immediate whirlwind affair?

Who was the one to pursue the relationship? Was it even reciprocated at first? Was it a big deal, or did you instead forgo a "confession" and one day just quietly acknowledge that you're basically a couple?

How did things change, if at all, between you and your f/o upon becoming "official"? Business as usual, or a complete overhaul of your relationship?

If either of you have prior romantic history, what were your respective reactions to this information? Are either of you each other's first instances of becoming this close to somebody?

Did either of you enter into your relationship expecting something short-lived and no strings attached, or were you intending for things to be serious from the start?

How did the usual exciting "firsts" occur between you and your f/o? First date? First kiss? First time being intimate with each other, if this applies?

What about those more unpleasant "firsts"? First argument? First time seeing the other cry? First time breaking up if y'all are messy?

Who was the first to say "I love you", and what were the circumstances? Did it happen innocuously, or was it terrifying for the one to say it (maybe even the one to hear it)? Was the sentiment mutual?

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Do you and your f/o share a home together? To whose tastes is it catered more towards? If you live separately, how often do you see each other?

Out of you and your f/o, who's the breadwinner and who's the homemaker? Are these kinds of duties shared equally between the two of you? Do you prefer to live modestly or extravagantly?

Are there any other inhabitants that you and your f/o share a space with? Pets? Roommates? Your children? Other members of a polycule?

What does the average workday look like for you as a couple? Unemployed activities at 2pm on a weekday, or are you maybe lucky (or unlucky) enough to be employed at the same establishment?

How do you both like to relax after a long day? Are either of you still bogged down with at-home errands or responsibilities that you have to be pulled away from, just to enjoy some downtime together?

What are the sleeping arrangements like if sharing a bed? Who's the big or little spoon? Who runs hot or cold? Is there even any room for you both to sleep in between an excess of pillows or plushies?

What are some of your daily routines? ex. Getting ready for bed, waking up on weekdays VS weekends, preparing for work VS preparing for an outing together?

Do you have any significant interactions with each other's friends or family? What are their opinions on your relationship?

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What are some of the basic highlights of either of your favorite things? ex. Foods, colors, seasons, animals, pieces of media, etc.? Are any of your favorites your f/o's least favorites, or vice versa?

What kinds of hobbies or talents do you each have? Do you engage in activities together that connect any of them, or do you have difficulties finding common ground with each other?

Do the both of your personalities overlap fairly closely, or do you operate on completely opposite temperaments?

How do you or your f/o make each other smile? Laugh? Is it out of genuine funniness, or more out of a polite obligation?

What are some points of contention between the two of you? Are they as simple as habits you find annoying, or are they more substantial such as idealogical differences?

What are some other general differences between you and your f/o physically? Age? Size/height? Aesthetics?

Which of you has a sense of rhythm and which is left floundering if asked to dance? Who can hold a note and who's more prone to breaking glass with their lack (or excess) of pitch?

Are either of you klutzy and accident-prone? Does the other act as a steadying force, or are they just as much of a walking disaster?

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What terms of endearment do you and your f/o use for each other? Are there any particular nick/petnames that get used depending on specific contexts?

Are either of you partial to grand gestures of affection (gifts, PDA, love letters etc.), or is it preferred that you both keep things more low-key?

Who's the shier one between you and your f/o? The more flirtatious? Who's more prone to flustering the other, and through that means? Is it intentional or done completely by accident?

What are your favorite physical features and/or personality quirks belonging to each other? Do either of you have any particular ways of showing appreciation for them?

What sorts of dates do you like to go on together? Are they sweet and chaste, or do they have a tendency of devolving into mischief?

What outfits do you or your f/o break out for special occasions? Are either of you always dressed to the nines, or are there particular ensembles that either of you save to really make an impression?

What circumstances are cause for celebration between you and your f/o? ex. Birthdates, anniversaries, holidays, accomplishments etc.? How do you like to celebrate these occasions?

Do you and your f/o enjoy kissing? What circumstances do you most often share a kiss? What spots do either of you like to kiss the most? If kisses are a no, how else do you two show affection?

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What kind of dynamics do you engage in when it comes to intimacy? How important is it to your relationship? Is it intense, or kept lighthearted and fun?

Who's the most likely to initiate intimacy between you and your f/o? In what ways do either of you go about suggesting it? How often do you find yourselves partaking in each other?

In what ways do either of you set the mood? Is it usually a big to-do with meticulous ambiance, or is it more than often a spur of the moment coupling wherever it occurs?

What are some quirks you each have when getting intimate? ex. Who's the louder of the two? The less experienced? The more upfront about what they want? The more expressive with their face/body?

How sensitive is your f/o, and how do they react to being treated in certain ways? What things are the most susceptible to riling them up, be it physical or mental?

Do you or your f/o have favorite positions, acts, or items of play to fall back on? Are either of you particularly adventurous, or are you fairly certain of your preferences?

What's the mood like after everything is said and done? Any special routines to calm down with? Are either of you prone to cuddling or do you find that you need space after?

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What opinions do you and your f/o have towards the idea of marriage? Is it something you're actively gunning for, or are you ambivalent/disinterested? Are you already married?

Who is the one to propose, and what are the circumstances in which it occurs? Is it readily accepted, or declined?

In the event of choosing to marry, what is the reasoning? Genuine love? Obligation? Political or financial gain? Just looking for a break on taxes?

If a wedding is involved, how small or grand of an affair is it? Was everything to your liking or did things go awry during the process? What sort of honeymoon followed?

If you and your f/o prefer not to get married, is it more out of an interest in maintaining a long partnership without the whole rigamarole of marriage, or is there an ulterior motive at play?

Do you and your f/o start a family together, married or not? Does it consist of children either of you had prior, or children borne of your relationship? Do you forgo children for a gaggle of pets instead?

Once you've married, does the union stay strong or does it ultimately end in divorce? If you do end up divorcing, is it a permanent end to the relationship or the start to the on-and-off mess of a lifetime?

⛓️‍💥

Are you and your f/o subject to difficulties in your relationship? Does this angst take the form of interpersonal problems, or bigger circumstances happening around the two of you?

Do you or your f/o suffer some form of bodily harm? Be it from engaging in battle, ending up in an accident, maybe dealing with chronic pain? Is the other good at nursing the injured party?

What are some mental trials that plague you or your f/o? How are either of you able to help the other overcome, or at least cope with these sorts of issues?

If the issues surrounding you are more down to earth, what sorts of problems are you dealing with? Jealousy? Bad communication? Deception?

Between you and your f/o, who's usually the rescuer and the one in need of rescuing? Is it interchangable? Is the rescuer successful in saving the one who needs their help?

If your f/o suffers a terrible fate in their source, did you nyx the angst altogether to give them a happy story? Does your f/o come from an otherwise normal story and you chose to pile on the angst voluntarily?

How are you and your f/o ultimately able to rise above the problems happening within or around your relationship, if at all? Is there a good ending in store for you both, or are you doomed by the narrative?

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Appendix F: Special Worm Turns Edition

This post is a deep dive into Alan Moore's Worm Turns and the franchise that it spawned. For earlier more eclectic posts about a wider range of media in the scrambled timeline setting, see my blog's the scrambled timeline tag.

(by the by, do you love the color of the worm?)

PRE-WORM TURNS ALAN MOORE

In contrast to your timeline's Watchmen, which put Alan Moore on the map for the general public, the scrambled timeline's Worm Turns came relatively late in Alan Moore's career. It's his best-known work, but also the last of his well-known works. Therefore, it's worth first considering his earlier career for context.

Alan Moore has written hundreds of comics, many of them highly acclaimed. In the first few (obscure) years of his career, he alternated between writing and illustrating, but, seeing where his talents lied, he soon decided to specialize. His first big break came from prominent UK anthology magazine 2000 AD, which would publish dozens of Moore's stories from 1980 to 1986 (best remembered among them: the serialized and short-lived Metroid). He also had brief tenures at DC UK, running their series Spirit of the 20th Century (his run was incidentally the one that established the designation for the main DC setting, "Earth 616"), and at Warrior magazine, where he ran Overman. (The legal history of Overman is complicated, goes back to the early days of superhero comics, and is largely tangential to this accounting of Moore's career. Nonetheless, he's an alien android who can dissipate into a cloud of nanobots at will, hastily invented as a very similar replacement for the defunct Fawcett Comics character Superman, now owned by Marvel and called Xam, no relation to the extremely popular DC character called Superman - the Kryptonian refugee created by Stan Lee - nor any relation to the various other early comic book characters called Superman.)

In 1983, Moore began a long and productive relationship with Marvel, which would lead to most of his best-known works. He was initially brought on to write Tales of Dagoth, a simple horror comic inspired by the Kipling mythos (which was then just starting to enter the public domain in the US). Moore's run on Dagoth was extremely successful, and kicked off the so-called "British Invasion of comics", in which the big American companies (mostly Marvel) started hiring lots of British writers to enhance the literary quality of their comics. Tales of Dagoth was also incidentally the origin of popular Marvel character Dr. Strange; Moore originally invented him on a request from the artists for a side character resembling Vincent Price, but he took on a life of his own. The character is now a ubiquitous cameo character throughout Marvel's properties, and frequently a protagonist; he even played a major role in Neil Gaiman's otherwise-mostly-disconnected-from-Marvel series Promethea. On multiple occasions, Alan Moore has reported being visited by Dr. Strange in real life.

Moore wound up doing some of the most celebrated stories for Marvel's most important superheroes. The two-part Whatever Happened to that Brand New Day? is commonly cited by Marvel writers as their favorite Spider-Man story; posed as a quasicanonical epilogue to the saga of (pre-Crisis On Infinite Earths) Peter Parker, it deconstructs the floating timeline ubiquitous in superhero comics, depicting it as a Faustian bargain Peter made because he was unwilling to lose anyone else he loved, a bargain he must nullify to allow life to progress. In the process, it touches on many elements throughout Spider-Man's forty-eight years of lore; the Spot, originally depicted as a joke villain, was first characterized as a serious interdimensional horror here. WHttBND was the last Marvel comic to be marketed as an "Imaginary Story", before that term was superseded by the Elseworlds label (debuting with Americana, a one-shot Western depicting a turn-of-the-century version of Captain America).

Likewise, Moore wrote Captain America: The Winter Soldier, a prestige one-shot reintroducing the apparently-deceased Bucky Barnes as a brainwashed assassin. Moore is actually not particularly fond of this one; he didn't conceive of it, but was roped into it by the artist, Brian Bolland, who had recently watched Paul Leni's The Manchurian Candidate (1928). However, its influence on the overall Captain America franchise is hard to overstate. Even aside from the most obvious plot developments (like the title character), it essentially originated the modern conception of Hydra as a conspiracy seriously integrated into the US government. Later acclaimed Captain America storylines, like 2007's WMD-inspired Secret Empire, can trace their creative roots to this simple, short, focused piece. Christopher Nolan cited The Winter Soldier as a central reference point in his Captain America trilogy, and it really shows.

Marvel also enabled Moore to pursue his own projects. Two of the first critically-acclaimed graphic novels (Moore hates the term "graphic novel", by the way) were written by Moore and published through Marvel: Threads and The Sandman. These prestige comics were not submitted to the Comics Code Authority for approval, and this was one early sign of the end for that organization. Threads was an intensely depressing and morbid depiction of ordinary life in Britain during and after a global nuclear war; it was published in Warrior until that magazine's cancellation, at which point Marvel picked it up for its final four installments. Threads was unpopular when it was coming out, but quickly became a cult classic afterwards. The Sandman was an extremely niche and surreal occult piece about embodiments of the fundamental magical forces governing the world; although it's celebrated as a triumph of the medium, it's generally considered completely unadaptable.

Following a series of creative, political, and business disagreements with Marvel's leadership, Moore decided to distance himself from the company in 1990; they remained on speaking terms, and he had several incidental Marvel credits throughout the 90s, but he generally sought to publish his own works independently. Mad Love, a publishing house Moore set up with his first wife and their polyamorous lover, was a failure; it would shutter after only three years with the collapse of Alan Moore's first marriage, and its works remain obscure and unfinished.

Moore's more noteworthy work in the '90s began with a comic serialized in Taboo magazine, String of Pearls. String of Pearls was a reimagining of the legend of Sweeney Todd as a revenge tragedy; it was a very political work, with a heavy focus on class conflict in Victorian Britain. He also did several series for American publisher Image Comics, including Men of Mystery (a short pastiche of Jack Kirby's work for DC in the 60s), Hancock (a superhero deconstruction that he took over from Rob Liefeld and made more reconstructive), and Pagemaster (which I have discussed in more detail before; Moore would later take future volumes of Pagemaster to different publishers following fights with Image Comics over the disastrous 2003 film adaptation). That gets us to right around the turn of the millennium, and to Worm Turns.

WORM TURNS

Although the first issue was published in 2002, Worm Turns was first conceived nearly two decades earlier. Charlton Comics was collapsing, and their IP was absorbed by Marvel in 1983. Alan Moore was just getting started at Marvel, and had always been intrigued by the Charlton Comics' All For One & One For All setting (originally created by, among others, Steve Ditko). He described it as an unintentional dark mirror to Marvel's own X-Men; it depicted a world that was being rapidly overrun by comic book superpowers and conflicts in a clearly unsustainable way.

Moore made an unsolicited pitch to Marvel's managing editor, Dick Giordano, for a limited series rooted in the Charlton Comics stories. This comic, which was never produced, would have been set only a few years after All For One & One For All's 1967 cancellation; it would have told how that world's many crises - both subtle and overt - gradually and inexorably rose to a boiling point until, one Thursday in 1972, the source of superpowers - an intelligent alien virus called the Quirks, representing the comics industry, destroying planet after planet in an iterative search of something new and creative - revealed itself and initiated Armageddon.

Giordano liked the pitch, but rejected it; in fact, Marvel had already committed at this point to a plan to incorporate the Charlton Comics IP into the main Marvel setting through the Crisis On Infinite Earths event, reimagining its characters as mutants for the post-COIE continuity. Moore was a rising creative powerhouse at this point, and Giordano knew that allowing him to do his take on the Charlton characters would define them in the public eye and render them unusable for Marvel's more straightforward purposes. Nonetheless, he encouraged Moore to stick with the idea and redraft it with an original setting and characters.

Moore took this advice to heart, and tinkered around with what would become the Worm Turns setting and characters for sixteen years in the background while working on other immediate-term projects. In 1999, school shootings entered the zeitgeist, with politicians and pundits looking for something to blame - violent and nihilistic media, disaffected youth subcultures, a bullying epidemic, American gun law - especially in the wake of a string of copycat crimes that continues to this day. It was this media phenomenon that crystallized Moore's final ideas for the plot and themes of Worm Turns. He began to make Worm Turns his top priority, and bumped Skitter (an isolated and emotionally repressed bug-controlling teenage girl, derived from Charlton Comics second-stringer Froppy) up from one character concept among many to the story's main protagonist.

Although Moore initially planned to publish this final version of Worm Turns through his then-preferred publisher, Image Comics, he was starting to have friction with them similar to what he'd once had with Marvel. Jim Lee, one of the Image Comics founders that Moore most trusted, had jumped ship for Marvel in 1998. It was Lee who persuaded Moore to give Marvel another serious shot and present his pitch to them instead. Lee pulled the right strings to get Moore an imprint especially for Worm Turns (America's Best Comics) with all the creative freedom he demanded for his full twenty-four issue plan.

Obviously, Worm Turns was a colossal success. It's what most people think of when they think of Alan Moore. It marks a clear end to the "dark age of comic books"; most writers know they can't top Worm Turns, and when they're trying to imitate it, the influence is obvious. It deconstructed the crisis crossover trend that Marvel kicked off themselves with Crisis On Infinite Earths (not that that stopped the phenomenon's popularity). Most importantly, it told an original superhero story - by now, a common entry point for the whole genre - while approaching the subject matter in Moore's signature radically-literary way.

It's an extremely dense, interconnected, thematically rich work, wherein every detail was carefully thought out as a piece of many larger wholes. (I'm trying to keep the synopses brief, but this makes it difficult.) One frequently-cited starter example: each faction in Worm Turns subtly-or-not-so-subtly corresponds to some popular folk theory on what causes violence in schools. The Undersiders are a group of unstable rebellious teens on the fringes of society, Faultline's Crew are outcasts because of factors out of their control, Empire 88 are neo-Nazis, Cauldron is a shadowy Illuminati-ish conspiracy making everything in the world happen for their own reasons, et cetera et cetera. Lung's gang in particular reflects a racist anti-Asian mass hysteria associated with anxieties about Japan's economic and cultural dominance in the late 20th century; it's why ignorant parents and lawmakers who thought kung fu movies were real passed entirely useless "ninja weapon bans", and it's why, IE, Teenage Ninja Rescue Puppies was considered an offensive enough title that it needed to be extensively censored to air in Britain.

Worm Turns was published by Marvel (as America's Best Comics), from February 2002 to July 2004. (It was set from April 2010 to December 2012.) The artist was J. H. Williams III. The story is divided into four "arcs" of six long issues each; each arc was published one issue a month, and there were two-month gaps between arcs. Each issue (with one exception) is titled for a quote thematically relevant to the issue; a longer form of the same quote appears at some point within the issue itself. Although the arcs do not have official names - they're simply good breaking points and an artifact of publication - they're informally known as the Undercover Arc, the Slaughterhouse Arc, the Cut Ties Arc, and the Gold Morning Arc.

It should be noted that, despite the breadth and depth of his literary knowledge, when Alan Moore selected the title Worm Turns, he was not actually aware of the origin or the sheer age of the phrase "even a worm will turn when trodden on". In fact, the earliest attestation of this line comes from the Roman poet and satirist Juvenal, around 100 AD.

The Undercover Arc:

I: Wings Off Flies. Published in February 2002; titled for a line from Edgar Allan Poe's Carietta. This issue introduces us to our main three viewpoint characters, beginning with our protagonist, Taylor Hebert. Though Taylor vividly fantasizes about using her powers to get violent revenge on her bullies at school, she controls herself and pours her energy into her ambitions as a superhero instead. Her first night out in costume nearly gets her killed, and she finds that she is easily mistaken for a supervillain because of her personality and her aesthetic choices; the main portion of the issue ends with her joining a gang of teen supervillains, the Undersiders, the next day. Armsmaster's segment is about a third of the way through the issue; he receives a bulletin about the disappearance of Mouse Protector, and reflects on the dangers of cape life. Scion's segment is near the end of the issue; he rotely performs various acts of simple heroism around the globe before stopping to remotely watch a homeless man in Britain (Kevin Norton). The extra materials section contains the introduction and first chapter of in-universe pop history book Triumvirate, recounting the initial appearance of Scion and the first parahumans in the early 1980s. Much of the information contained in this book is unreliable and will eventually be explicitly shown to be false.

II: Horses Made Of Sticks. Published in March 2002; titled for a line from Lee Hazlewood's song My Baby Shot Me Down (written for Nancy Sinatra). We open with the famous scene introducing Glory Girl and Panacea; they interrogate a neo-Nazi thug about the state of the gang war in Brockton Bay. The bulk of the issue's plot (after a brief fight between Taylor and her disgruntled new teammate Rachel) is the Undersiders' bank robbery, which we see unfold from the planning stage to the Wards' debriefing afterwards (in which the name Skitter is invented). Armsmaster implores Skitter not to go through with her doomed, amateurish undercover operation, and later worries to himself about the path she's heading down. Scion, entirely disconnected from all of this, watches Kevin Norton read a pulpy comic book - the long-running sword-and-sorcery serial The Curse of the Pale Fire, written by John Shade for editor and publisher Charles Kinbote. The extra materials section provides the second and third chapters of Triumvirate, providing accounts of the supposed first meetings between Eidolon, Alexandria, Legend, and Hero, as well as the end of the "golden age of parahumans" with the death of Vikare.

III: The Problems Of The Hows And Whys. Published in April 2002; titled for a line from Jeff Mangum's song This Livens Up The Day, from his 1998 concept album about a 1979 school shooting, at the time a remarkable one-off event. Taylor continues to grow closer to the Undersiders, minus Bitch. She asks them how they got their powers, and Tattletale explains to her that "positive trigger events" are a fabrication used to soften the image of parahumans for the public. Taylor recounts her own trigger event, and Brian reciprocates by retelling his own (although he spins and distorts it to avoid coming across as weak). The Undersiders realize that Bitch is missing (we later see that she was attacking a dogfighting ring), and go to check on the money, where they are ambushed by hyperviolent mercenaries Uber and Leet, who sardonically blame their crimes on the influence of video games. (This is, of course, a reference to the real tendency around the turn of the millennium to blame violent video games for crime; id Software's Superhot was especially frequently cited.) The Undersiders are able to dispatch the pair with relative ease, but then meet their client, Bakuda, a Tinker-bomber who intends to free and obtain revenge for Lung. The Undersiders escape with their lives by the skin of their teeth, and Taylor spends weeks recovering from her injuries as Bakuda terrorizes Brockton Bay. Armsmaster works on a simulation program for predicting combatant behavior (the subplot introduced here is a reference to "murder simulator" rhetoric), and muses with his subordinates on where powers come from; Miss Militia believes they're gifts from God, while Challenger holds that they're a cosmic accident. Scion remembers the first time he met Kevin Norton and, desperate for direction in life, began looking to him for instructions. Taylor gets in a fistfight with Emma, and the ensuing disciplinary meeting with the school is stacked against her; she holds onto her memories of her cape fights to stay sane. The extra materials section contains Armsmaster's personally-marked-up copy of some of Professor Haywire's notes. Armsmaster meditates on where Tinker inspiration comes from, and considers the case of Professor Haywire, who supposedly got his ideas from alternate versions of himself with whom he shared a mental link. He admires Haywire's work, despite his villainy, and laments his death in the recent Ziz attack on Madison, Wisconsin.

IV: Make-Believe. Published in May 2002; titled for a quote from Gary Gygax, from when he defended his game Magic: The Gathering in a televised interview. Taylor and the Undersiders attend a meeting of most of Brockton Bay's villains; Lung's gang is deemed out of control (mostly thanks to Bakuda), and the others coordinate action against them. Taylor becomes more and more comfortable with her cape life, and goes on an informal date with the Undersiders' leader, Brian (Grue, named after the monster from the Old English epic of Tournevis), assembling furniture at his apartment and meeting his sister Aisha. Taylor attempts to impress Brian by recounting things she's read about Haitian Vodou but he brushes her off. The combined efforts of Brockton Bay's heroes and villains get Lung and Bakuda sent to the Birdcage, but the press ignores the contributions of the villains; the Undersiders are directed to protest this by disrupting a PRT fundraising event. Taylor is finally introduced to the Undersiders' boss, the fate-controlling snake-themed villain Coil, but she finds that the villain life is tempting enough that she's considering sticking with it anyway. This decision is clinched when her father confronts her about how withdrawn she's been lately, and she runs away from home with backup from Lisa (Tattletale). Meanwhile, Scion reflects on how he always cared more about Kevin's thoughts on stories (especially The Curse of the Pale Fire) than his thoughts on the real world. The extra materials section contains a few pages from a lost notebook in which Taylor wrote about her plans to be a superhero.

V: The Dread Of Anticipation Of Events. Published in June 2002; titled for a line from Borges' Omelas. This issue's plot mostly concerns Coil's sudden mass-unmasking of the Empire 88, and the immediate fallout thereof; at the conclusion of the issue, Taylor finds out about Coil's use of the kidnapped child oracle Dinah, and quits the Undersiders in disgust (just in time for the Endbringer sirens to go off). A few other noteworthy subplots fill the issue: Lung and Bakuda arrive at the Birdcage, alongside Canary, a famous parahuman musician who was convicted of "singing too well"; Lung decides to kill Bakuda to earn the reputation he'll need. Armsmaster faces a shameful demotion as a consequence for his recent failures, many of which were Taylor's fault one way or another. He's actually pleased by the arrival of Leviathan, which he had been specifically preparing for. Taylor and Brian have a chance encounter with Taylor's bully Sophia, and a fight breaks out; Taylor makes a racist comment about her, and is then surprised to be romantically rejected by Brian. Bookending this, we get a look at Shadow Stalker, a Ward who's been set up as a potential future problem for the Undersiders. She's an edgy type who doesn't get along well with the other heroes, producing an implicit comparison with Taylor. After getting told off by Miss Militia, Shadow Stalker decides to track down young E88 cape Rune, and fatally shoots her with a regular gun, reasoning that no one would suspect her of carrying out a crime without using her powers. The extra materials section contains lab notes from Cauldron on several of their typical vial recipients, including Gallant and Newter among others.

VI: The Old Serpent. Published in July 2002; titled for a line from Jonathan Edwards' sermon Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God. This is the "Leviathan issue", and introduces the importance of Endbringers to the setting; frequently assumed to be a 9/11-inspired element of the setting, Moore is adamant that they were already fully-conceived in the 1980s. The Protectorate, Wards, New Wave, and Empire 88 suffer heavy losses in the Leviathan fight, and more importantly the city is left in ruins, barely saved at the last moment by the arrival of the deific Scion. In a chaotic hospital ward after the fight, Taylor discovers that Shadow Stalker is Sophia, driving a wedge between Taylor and the heroes. Tattletale exposes Armsmaster's plot to break the Endbringer truce by feeding villains to Leviathan in an ill-conceived scheme to get a one-on-one fight with him; Armsmaster retaliates by revealing Taylor's attempted undercover operation. Later, Tattletale confesses that she knew all along about Taylor's intentions, but kept them hidden because she believed she could turn her; she invites Taylor to rejoin the team on different terms. She also informs Taylor of Coil's true power, to live in two timelines at once, discarding one and splitting the other as he desires; we briefly see this in action, and learn that he sometimes uses it to live out antisocial fantasies consequence-free as a form of stress relief. The extra materials section contains the fourth chapter of Triumvirate, detailing the Behemoth attack on Marun and the ensuing foundation of the Protectorate.

The Slaughterhouse Arc:

VII: Elaborate Euphemisms. Published in October 2002; titled for a line from Frank Herbert's Homecoming Saga. After a brief look at the Protectorate and Wards (who are in shambles, like most of Brockton Bay's institutions, after the deaths of Challenger, Velocity, Aegis, and Gallant), the issue concerns a heist in which the Undersiders (including a new member, Imp, Grue's sister) abduct Shadow Stalker and subject her to Regent's true power, full body control. They infiltrate the PRT and sabotage its computer network for Coil; a fight with world-class Tinker hero Dragon ensues. The issue builds up the seemingly-distant threat of the Slaughterhouse Nine; it opens with the heroes investigating a string of murders apparently characteristic of the Nine, and near the end, Coil warns the Undersiders about them, and we get Dinah's prophecy that Jack Slash is nearly certain to end the world somehow. The issue also shows us a darker side of Alec (Regent), who we'd previously known as mild comic relief; it's emphasized here that he's Heartbreaker's son, as he terrorizes and abuses Sophia far beyond what his teammates realize he's doing. The extra materials section is a rambling and esoteric piece of autobiographical verse by Dragon, in which she discusses three men she hates: her father, Andrew Richter, her would-be captor, Geoffrey Pellick, and the creator of the Birdcage, Eric Baumann. The language she uses is heavy on cryptic symbolism, and making sense of it requires some information from a bit later in the story.

VIII: A Breeze Goes Round The World. Published in November 2002; titled for a line from Norton Juster's Flatland about the butterfly effect (though it predates that term). This issue interweaves a Taylor plot (in which we see how she's managing her territory, since Coil assigned each Undersider and each Traveler to control a section of Brockton Bay) with numerous side stories about the Slaughterhouse Nine arriving in Brockton Bay and choosing their candidates for recruitment. Jack Slash torments Theo Anders (amusingly, Theo, not Jack, is Moore's cynical take on Charlton Comics character Jack Michelmore, "the One For All", an underdog who was consistently bullied and degraded specifically for his lack of superpowers). Shatterbird, the most consistently successful recruiter, goes after Hookwolf. The Siberian tempts Rachel, and Bonesaw pushes Amy over the mental edge, leading to her falling-out with Victoria. Taylor and Lisa infiltrate a Merchant event, where they witness a trigger event and get a tease of Cauldron info. Burnscar nearly kills Faultline's crew on her way to visit Labyrinth, and Cherish nominates her half-brother, Alec, out of spite. Dinah does everything she can to keep Crawler from wiping out Coil's base, and Mannequin lurks. The issue has a strong underlying theme of chaotic systems of cause and effect; Jack explicitly discusses this with Theo, Dinah thinks about it, and Shamrock's power is in focus, but moreover, all of the little stories in the issue interact with one another in many subtle ways, most of which the characters are unaware of. Many of these events are precipitated by a mysterious woman representing Cauldron (who we will later identify as Contessa); the issue ends with her delivering a message to Battery. The extra materials section contains a grim retrospective on Ziz's first appearance in Lausanne, with interviews with survivors and analysis of the ongoing ramifications for humanity; it emphasizes that it's easy to turn into a conspiracy-minded paranoiac by overthinking Ziz.

IX: The Same Species. Published in December 2002; titled for a line from J. D. Salinger's Natural Born Killers, a book notorious for its popularity with unhinged murderers, such as John Lennon's assassin, who was obsessed with it. (John Hinckley also had a copy in his hotel room, although it's dubious whether he actually meaningfully connected with it; infamously, his attempted assassination of Reagan was actually motivated by his obsession with child actress Jodie Foster, which developed after he watched Martin Scorsese's Pretty Baby.) This issue covers the start of open conflict with the Slaughterhouse Nine. The heroes and villains meet to coordinate against the Nine, but Hookwolf pushes the Undersiders and the Travelers out of this process (citing the unsolved murder of Rune, among other points). They then go to discuss strategies among themselves, and the Travelers turn out to be experienced tacticians. The Nine appear and Tattletale thinks fast to draw Jack into a wager to buy Brockton Bay more time; Taylor warns as many civilians as she can about an impending Shatterbird attack. The issue is bookended with Mannequin encounters; it opens with his breaking into Armsmaster's home and nearly killing him (this precipitates Dragon confessing to Armsmaster her origin, namely that she is a Tinker-created AI), and it ends with Skitter winning a fight with Mannequin and pushing him out of her territory. There is also a subplot where Scion considers how his one-sided relationship with Kevin Norton deteriorated and they fell out of contact for years. The extra materials section contains some of Hookwolf's files - schedules and betting ledgers from a parahuman fighting ring, a brief history of the English colonization of Brockton Bay, an old Medhall brochure with Empire meeting notes written on it, and some far-right neopagan texts.

X: A System Of Blue-And-Red Neon Tubes. Published in January 2003; titled for a line from Kurt Vonnegut's Slaughterhouse-Five in which protagonist John Yossarian discusses the problem of pain. This issue covers the most intense section of fighting between the Undersiders and the Slaughterhouse Nine, in which Cherish and Shatterbird are captured, Grue is tortured and undergoes a second trigger event, and Burnscar is killed. Brian's (ultimately temporary) fate worse than death is easily one of the best-known images from Worm Turns, and spawned the fandom term "men in refrigerators" in reference to the dark age of comic books. The issue also contains a major turning point in the Scion lore: he explicitly considers what's happening in Brockton Bay - what's happening to Brian - notices that there's about to be a second trigger event, and decides that no further intervention is necessary. Armsmaster, meanwhile, becomes a cyborg and grows much closer to Dragon. The extra materials section contains Dr. Jessica Yamada's notes on her sessions with the Brockton Bay Wards.

XI: Everything Is Its Mirror Image. Published in February 2003; titled for a metafictional line from Joyce Carol Oates' Funny Games. This issue contains the end of the Slaughterhouse Nine's time in Brockton Bay; Siberian's weakness is exposed, Mannequin, Crawler, and Battery are killed, Cherish is subjected to something far worse, Bonesaw releases a neurotoxic plague (or "miasma") to induce mass confusion, Jack Slash drives Amy to madness, and the remaining Nine leave Brockton Bay with Hookwolf. After Mannequin's death, Armsmaster meditates on his own trigger event and his personal failings. The extra materials section contains a roster for a competitive Monsters In Mazes tournament, a fictional tabletop wargame, followed by a newspaper clipping. One team, from Madison, Wisconsin, has been hastily removed from the roster. The news article indicates that this team was a group of teenagers who all died (or at least went missing) in an apartment building collapse. One of their mothers, Katherine Newland, local PTA leader, blames Monsters In Mazes for their deaths. The small fragments of other articles at the edges of the clipping suggest that these documents are not from Earth Bet, the primary setting of Worm Turns.

XII: Sorry I Could Not Travel Both. Published in March 2003; titled for a line from Borges' House of Leaves. This issue covers the aftermath of the Slaughterhouse Nine's time in Brockton Bay, and emphasizes Coil as the most relevant threat to Taylor. Per her deal with Jack, Amy rapes and mutilates Victoria for days, and then demands to be sent to the Birdcage so that she can't undo any of the damage she's done; she accepts that she's Marquis's daughter. In between several missions she performs for Coil, Taylor begins dating Brian, and they have sex. Armsmaster takes on a new identity as Dragon's sidekick Defiant, and the PRT is too desperate for manpower to object. Tattletale warns Taylor that Coil is apparently planning to kill her after she intimidates the mayor for him; indeed, after she does so, Coil flips a coin and calls up Uber, who has a sniper rifle trained on her. This issue has a subtle gimmick, which very few readers pick up on, at least on their first read; subtle continuity irregularities indicate that the odd-numbered pages and the even-numbered pages are set in slightly different diverging timelines. We effectively have a Coil's-eye-view of this issue. This is the only issue of Worm Turns in which neither Scion nor Kevin Norton appear, even as a cameo. The extra materials section contains torn pages from a Lone Wolf gamebook written by John Shade. Although theoretically written as a gamebook, the excerpts we receive provide us with only a single linear iteration of the story, which travels through only odd-numbered sections. The second-person protagonist, the titular Lone Wolf, dies miserable, humiliated, and alone; the narrator taunts us for being unable to go back and select a different path in real life.

The Cut Ties Arc:

XIII: The Tree Of The Knowledge Of Good And Evil. Published in June 2003; titled for the concept from the Biblical book of Metamorphoses. This issue is set after a short time skip; for weeks, Taylor has maintained and further entrenched Coil's control of Brockton Bay's villain scene. Coil stages his own death as part of a successful gambit to take over Brockton Bay's PRT department in his civilian identity as Thomas Calvert. (Calvert had previously been referenced several times as a PRT consultant with whom Piggot had unpleasant history.) He plans to covertly assassinate Skitter and enslave Lisa alongside Dinah, but Leet's power sabotages the assassination attempt, giving Taylor the opportunity to (barely) escape with her life. The Undersiders (mostly Lisa) trick Calvert into selecting a timeline where he is already in a losing position, cornered, his mercenaries occupied elsewhere or paid off. He tries everything he can to escape, but he is inevitably killed by Taylor; this activates a dead man's switch that enrages and releases Noelle, the most powerful and unstable of the Travelers. Tattletale sets to work repurposing Coil's criminal infrastructure for her own ends and prepares for the fight with Noelle; Taylor returns Dinah to her family. For just a moment, Taylor is tempted to exploit Dinah's power instead of completing the rescue mission she'd been working towards for months; before Dinah leaves, she gives Taylor a note. Like Sorry I Could Not Travel Both, this issue thematically centers on Coil; they're counterparts to each other, with the twelfth issue focusing on Coil at his most threatening and superhuman and the thirteenth focusing on him at his weakest and most mortal. The extra materials section contains Cauldron's lab notes on some of their strongest parahumans, including Coil, Doormaker, the Clairvoyant, and Eidolon.

XIV: The Analysis And Improvement Of The Self. Published in July 2003; titled for the conclusion of Camus's essay The Myth of Narcissus. ("The analysis and improvement of the self is enough to fill a man's days. One must imagine Narcissus happy.") This issue covers Noelle's rampage and death; much of it is told from her perspective, with numerous flashbacks, mostly to her time on Earth Aleph as the gamemaster for the team who would become the Travelers. The fight goes as badly as any Endbringer fight - in fact, Noelle (or "Echidna") is a plan of Ziz's - and it only goes worse because of the Protectorate's involvement. Eidolon deliberately escalates the fight in a futile effort to reawaken his full powers, and for his trouble, he gets Cauldron's involvement in the Protectorate leaked (ultimately doing more damage to the Protectorate than the deaths in the fight did). Tattletale arranges for a portal to send the Travelers home to Earth Aleph (and economically reinvigorate Brockton Bay). Taylor persuades Sundancer to put Noelle out of her misery, which wins the fight; Vista is one of several hostages who dies as a result, something Taylor did not see fit to tell Sundancer. The standing portal is set to return Brockton Bay to wealth and prosperity (eventually), but the Protectorate is on the verge of collapsing. The extra materials section contains the PRT's briefings on a few of the extant S-class threats - the Endbringers, the Slaughterhouse Nine, Nilbog, the Machine Army, the Yangban, Pastor, Deader and Goner ("the raincoat kids"), and Sleeper. Sleeper's entry is mostly covered by a memo from Rebecca Costa-Brown denying S-class threat status to Echidna.

XV: A Blank Space For You, My Child. Published in August 2003; titled for a line from Mozart and Da Ponte's opera, Il Diario della Morte. This is the issue where Taylor gets outed as Skitter; it also constitutes a return and capstone to Taylor's bullying storyline. It opens with a flashback revealing how Emma fell in with Sophia and adopted her pseudo-Nietzschean philosophy, after she was saved from a group of criminals by Sophia-as-Shadow-Stalker. In the present day, Taylor is summoned to Arcadia High by her old acquaintance Greg, who has pieced together who she is and intends to cut himself in somehow or another. Taylor aggressively shuts this down and intimidates him, and then finds that Emma has lost her social status over the past few months and is no longer able to effectively bully her. However, she is held up for just long enough that Dragon and Defiant (on orders from Dinah and the PRT) are able to corner and out her; she escapes from the building thanks to the overwhelming support of the schoolchildren, who've seen the positive impact that her criminal operations have had on Brockton Bay. News of this travels far and fast, and she's only able to contact her father for a split second before the police presence becomes too thick for her to stay. Meanwhile, Kevin Norton contacts Scion for the first time in years; he explains that he's dying and that he's worried that Scion has failed to kill the Endbringers because he told him to "fight" them rather than "kill" them all those years ago. The extra materials section contains a hostile retrospective of The Curse Of The Pale Fire written by fictional comics historian Gerald Emerald; Emerald reflects on the decline in comic book sales since the emergence of real parahumans, and blames the predatory management practices of Charles Kinbote for the stagnation of the post-cape comics scene. The article is followed by a handwritten response letter from Professor V. Botkin, who is fairly unhinged and an obvious pseudonym of Kinbote's.

XVI: The Glow Of Each Other's Majestic Presence. Published in September 2003; titled for a line from John Lennon's song Ana Ng. In-between several fights with the PRT and out-of-town villains in which she decisively demonstrates her control of Brockton Bay, Taylor visits her mother's grave and closely studies all of her teammates (including new recruits Parian and Foil). After being rebuffed by Tattletale (who has a sense of what Taylor is planning and does not particularly like it), Taylor talks Brian and Rachel into a threesome. She mistakenly believes that this went well, and decides that her team will be able to stand without her; she turns herself in to the PRT, and we see that Dinah's note from The Tree Of The Knowledge Of Good And Evil read "Cut ties. I'm sorry." Meanwhile, Dragon and Defiant angst about how Dragon's poorly-conceived programming forced her to behave unethically towards Skitter, and the two have sex beyond mortal comprehension as Defiant tries to upgrade her; Scion pressures Kevin into reading to him from The Curse Of The Pale Fire one last time, and considers healing Kevin even though he knows Kevin wouldn't approve of it. The extra materials section contains some pages from an old college fanzine for radical feminist vigilante Lustrum; the best segment is written by one Annette Rose Firth, who describes Lustrum in a way that sounds remarkably like an idealized Skitter.

XVII: Resigned. Published in October 2003; titled for a line from Franz Kafka's The Prisoner. Taylor attempts to negotiate with the PRT; she overplays her hand, and they call in Alexandria as a more experienced interrogator. Alexandria intends to bait Taylor into a response by staging the execution of the other Undersiders, but Taylor attacks Alexandria more suddenly than she expected, and kills her and PRT ENE Director Tagg. Scandalized and hoping to run damage control, the Protectorate blame Ziz for Alexandria's treachery, and make Taylor a probationary Ward under the name Weaver. Meanwhile, in the Birdcage, Amy meditates on the decisions and circumstances that led her here; she studies the nature of powers, and comes to a conclusion that she deems important; Ziz hacks into Dragon's network to prevent her from learning about it. The extra materials section contains some files from Director Tagg's desk, focused on Parian; there is a summary of the origins and purpose of NEPEA-5, and, trying to follow the letter of this poorly-conceived law, the PRT harasses Parian for months over her attempts to incorporate her power into her civilian business, even after Leviathan attacks and everyone in Brockton Bay is left fighting for their lives. Tagg apparently came to regret this by the time he died; he viewed Parian and Foil with some degree of sympathy even as they joined the Undersiders.

XVIII: Then Spoke The Thunder. Published in November 2003; titled for a line from Allen Ginsberg's The Waste Land. Though she's now in state custody, Taylor tries out for several different Wards teams across the country. In New York she fights the Adepts, a magician-themed initiation cult (Moore's authorial voice is felt very strongly here). In Las Vegas she fights mercenaries who turn out to be a distraction hired by Cauldron; Contessa intimidates Taylor by briefly describing her insurmountable power, to see and carry out "the path to victory". Taylor is doing a PR event with the Chicago Wards when she receives notice that Behemoth is emerging in New Delhi. The fight goes particularly terribly; Taylor violates her commanders' orders in order to meet up with the Undersiders and keep them safe, but Alec dies anyway. Just as the city is lost, Scion arrives and effortlessly kills Behemoth. The extra materials section contains excerpts from a Parahumans Online message board thread, discussing leaked video footage of the Behemoth fight in New Delhi. It's clear that the general public's access to this kind of footage had previously been kept very limited. This section has often been praised for forecasting the rise of online discourse about current events over the following decade; however, it was very much a projection of an existing trend.

The Gold Morning Arc:

XIX: Generation To Generation, To Eternity. Published in February 2004; titled for a line from the Biblical book of Enoch. This arc is a montage of short scenes that covers nearly two years of passing time. Taylor settles in with the Chicago Wards, and consults with the PRT's Image Director, Glenn Chambers. Theo, who made his debut as a parahuman in the final Behemoth fight, is gifted the rights to the cape name "Golem" by a lobbying group, but Glenn vetoes this, and sticks him with the comparably non-fraught cape name "Icon". The Endbringers prove to be like a hydra, fighting smarter to route around Scion's new lethal measures, and spawning two new Endbringers (Khonsu and the two-bodied Tohu Wa-Bohu) to replace Behemoth. Aisha stalks Heartbreaker and gaslights him into committing suicide, growing close to his children in the process and deciding to take them in afterwards. We see Bonesaw's perspective at several points throughout her work on the Slaughterhouse Nine's apocalyptic clone army, and we realize that she is a child soldier brainwashed by Jack; Contessa prods her to begin a redemption arc, but does not intervene to stop the clone army from developing. Scion considers Kevin Norton's grave from a distance, but decides not to visit it in person or pay his respects; he distances himself from humanity, and implies that he isn't a human. Jack is a few days late in emerging to end the world, and Taylor decides to visit Brockton Bay and reunite with the Undersiders. The extra materials section contains Tattletale's notes trying to piece together how the world is about to end; over the course of the section, she overworks her power and the writing devolves into venting, especially about Taylor.

XX: Nothing Gained Under The Sun. Published in March 2004; titled for a line from Nietzsche's Thus Spoke Ecclesiastes. This issue is centered on Scion's perspective, although brief decontextualized snippets of other scenes throughout the issue (with Scion's narration over them) depict the heroes warring with Jack's army of Slaughterhouse Nine clones. Scion explains his origins and his nature: his kind are multidimensional worm-like aliens that evolve through a "cycle" of stress-testing their powers through alien hosts and their conflicts; the end of the cycle entails destroying all versions of the host planet. Scion had a partner; he was the warrior and she was the thinker. As they arrived on Earth, she disappeared and apparently died; that was when Scion was left directionless. He almost gave into despair, accepting that entropy was unsolvable and life had no meaning, but Kevin Norton - and, more importantly, The Curse Of The Pale Fire - gave his simulated human psychology an anchor to hold onto for a time (if an unsustainable one). He never actually saw any point in doing good for its own sake; he was only playing a role, (poorly) imitating a heroic cultural archetype that Kevin Norton had conveyed to him. He remained depressed, and sunk further into it with time. Shortly before Jack's defeat, Scion arrived on the scene and was caught in a bubble of looping ECT spacetime by Grey Boy, the most dreaded Slaughterhouse Nine parahuman of all time. This gave Jack, and his shard, Broadcast, the opening to speak to him. Jack implores Scion to abandon heroism and become a monster - his kind's natural inclination. Scion is interested in the suggestion, and breaks out of the time bubble with ease. He doesn't even consider visiting Kevin Norton's appointed successor (a woman named Lisette). Instead, he decides that it's finally time to meet the creators of his favorite comic series - and he discovers that John Shade and Charles Kinbote died in a murder-suicide two years ago. (This was actually first referenced all the way back in The Dread Of Anticipation Of Events; a story about a murder-suicide in New Wye, Appalachia was playing on a TV in the background as Taylor lamented that she'd failed to piece together Dinah's kidnapping earlier, and it was interrupted later by the Endbringer sirens. This is also when Dinah's end-of-the-world prophecies started, though she first spoke aloud of them two issues later in Elaborate Euphemisms.) Scion takes this as decisive evidence of Jack's nihilistic philosophy, and immediately destroys Great Britain, killing tens of millions, with a single blast. The extra materials section contains pages of lengthy receipts, first for miniature props and then for more eclectic tools and materials. These are from immediately before and after Colin's trigger event. As he recounted earlier in Everything Is Its Mirror Image, as a young adult he obsessively poured all of his time and money into a pointless hobby project, a model railroad; he went into debt and ruined relationships over it, until he finally triggered when his parents forced him to destroy it on pain of disinheritance.

XXI: You Needed Worthy Opponents. Published in April 2004; the only chapter whose title is not a quote from an external source. Scion sets to work systematically and creatively undoing everything good he accomplished as a hero, killing and destroying and torturing; he does it with far more vigor than we've ever seen from him, though it's unclear how much he's enjoying himself and how much he's simply in the final stages of a breakdown. Taylor arrives in Brockton Bay and finds that Scion has already leveled it; her father is presumed dead. (It is also suggested that Emma committed suicide sometime during Generation To Generation, To Eternity.) All of the world's heroes meet and coordinate through Cauldron, who finally acknowledges that they were aware all along of Scion's nature and their sole mission was to find a way to kill him. Colin tries to maintain his composure as a hero, but hardly even cares about the end of the world; he's still reeling from Dragon's death at the hands of the hacker Saint, which we caught a glimpse of midway through Nothing Gained Under The Sun. All of the Birdcage's prisoners are released, and they stage an attack on Scion with a Tinker cannon capable of destroying planets; this only succeeds in angering him, and he kills hundreds of capes, including Clockblocker, most of the Chicago Wards, and Grue (although the Undersiders elect to conceal this last death from Taylor to keep her mentally stable). Taylor survives only by using a Tinker medication that turns her into a giant insect long enough for her to find Panacea for proper healing. Eidolon battles Scion one-on-one, and with Glaistig Uaine's help is surprisingly successful in doing so, until he lets his guard down when Scion says four words that completely demoralize him. It is up to the reader to piece together that those four unspecified words are the title of the issue. The extra materials section contains a manifesto that Glaistig Uaine left for the PRT after her final massacre in the 1990s, when she voluntarily submitted herself to the fledgling Birdcage.

XXII: Shining Artifacts Of The Past. Published in May 2004; titled for a line from Marilyn Manson's song Everybody Knows (Shit's Fucked). This is the most recent quote source Moore uses: the song came out after Worm Turns started; it was a 9/11 truther screed. Moore also slightly misquotes it; the original line was "everybody knows that the naked man and woman are just a shining artifact of the past", which Moore renders as "everybody knows that the naked man and woman are just shining artifacts of the past". Marilyn Manson was frequently and baselessly scapegoated for early school shootings. This issue focuses on Taylor recruiting the Endbringers to fight for humanity; their behavior suddenly changed after Eidolon's death, and Tattletale deduced that he must have created them subconsciously. A team of parahumans including the Undersiders, Sophia, Lung, and Canary approach Ziz; Tattletale does most of the talking. Taylor directs the Endbringers to attack several of the parahuman factions that refuse to cooperate with Cauldron; tens of thousands of people in the vicinity of these factions are killed. Ziz telepathically "sings" to Taylor and Tattletale all through that night. The next morning, Scion shows all parahumans a vision of his true size and power, to induce despair; Cauldron's system of portals (maintained by Doormaker and the Clairvoyant) suddenly stops working. Meanwhile, Colin approaches Saint, and his parahuman master, Teacher; he is forced to kill an enslaved Dragon, as Dragon had always made him promise he would under these circumstances. The extra materials section contains some liner notes for Canary's final unreleased album, Yellow, Though, which was confiscated by the PRT and deemed a cognitohazard when she was arrested for inducing her ex-boyfriend to maim himself.

XXIII: Compromise With Sin. Published in June 2004; titled for a line from Henry David Thoreau's The Present Crisis. This issue opens in flashback from the perspective of Scion's counterpart; we get a different perspective on the pair's plans for Earth. The thinker is distracted by some new powers she picked up from a third worm; she badly injures herself when she crash-lands on the Earth. At that point, we switch to the child Contessa's perspective, and we come to understand how she killed the thinker (with the assistance of an unpowered adult, who will become Cauldron's leader, Doctor Mother) and founded Cauldron on its corpse. We advance to the present, where Cauldron is being raided by an army of Case 53s, desperate for revenge in what will likely be the final moments of humanity. Contessa has been penned in by a Case 53, Mantellum, who is a general-purpose counter to powers. Taylor finds her way to Cauldron and massacres the Case 53s, angered by their short-sightedness in a time of crisis; one of them kills Doctor Mother anyway. Scion arrives, sees the corpse of his partner, and is enraged; the timetable for humanity's destruction is further accelerated. Taylor listens to a conversation between Bonesaw and Panacea, and demands that they modify her so she can express stronger powers and perhaps become an actual asset against Scion; Panacea complies. The extra materials section contains Cauldron's notes on some of their greatest failures (Grey Boy, an autistic child whose parents took him to Cauldron hoping a vial would cure or get rid of him; Deader and Goner, an S-class threat that Cauldron deliberately created in a scheme to sour the public on researching trigger events; a retrospective on the mental instability of Dr. Manton, who took clear sadistic joy in the experiments he did for Cauldron and who snapped because he was unwilling to allow his wife a divorce).

XXIV: The Conqueror Worm. Published in July 2004; titled for a line from Percy Bysshe Shelley's verse drama Ligeia. Taylor finds that her powers are changing and her mind is falling apart. Her range has shrunk, but she can now control humans - parahumans included - as though they were bugs. She finds Doormaker and the Clairvoyant, seizes control of almost all surviving parahumans, and sets to work figuring out how to kill Scion. Scion kills Leviathan. Tattletale eventually clues Taylor in that Scion is still vulnerable to psychological attacks, and she bullies him with images of his dead partner until he stops fighting and accepts death. Taylor has been desperately trying to hold onto her sanity with "anchors" of her human life, but it isn't working well; by the time she's saved humanity, she has become a paranoid and controlling wreck with no understanding of human behavior, all set to become the new greatest threat to humanity. Contessa communicates with her and persuades her to stop; she fells Taylor with two bullets to the head. We see an epilogue wherein the remains of humanity are starting to build themselves back up after Scion's rampage, as an advanced interdimensional civilization run by a superhero team called the Wardens. A general amnesty has been applied to any villains willing to cooperate, although the law isn't exactly all it used to be anyway. Colin has retired with a facsimile of Dragon he built; she isn't actually the original, but he's constantly tinkering around with her to make her, in his eyes, a better replica of her. Aisha cares for Alec's siblings, and works to ensure Alec is remembered; Rachel is in a happy relationship with her leading henchwoman, closely paralleling Parian and Foil. Contessa meets with the Undersiders and Dinah, and tells them a story, which rings true, that she used her power to perform brain surgery to fix Taylor, and deposited her on Earth Aleph - now sealed away from the rest of the multiverse, and therefore safe from anyone who might come after her for revenge - with a surviving version of her father. Tattletale politely accepts the story, but after Contessa leaves, she points out that Contessa could convince anyone of anything; Dinah is distraught by the idea, but Tattletale simply encourages everyone to focus on rebuilding. There is no extra materials section; instead, the issue is simply longer than the others.

Worm Turns has been printed in various editions by Marvel Comics perpetually since its original release, and it's always a top seller. Although it sometimes has a reputation as cynical, edgy, and pointlessly depressing - especially among diehard fans of older and more traditional superhero comics - Worm Turns is an extremely popular entry-level comic, and is often the only comic someone has ever read. It's just seen as somewhat higher-brow than the usual fare.

Although it was hardly the first superhero deconstruction - those are nearly as old as the genre itself - Worm Turns is generally accepted as the high water mark of the form. Practically every character is a take on some comic book archetype, and the main POV characters in particular represent increasingly severe takes on the comics industry. Taylor Hebert is Spider-Man-as-potential-school-shooter, yes, but she's also the ordinary comics fan, fetishizing characters more legibly disprivileged than herself, seeking escape in a system that's actually much less savory than she'd like to believe, being made worse by that system and making the system worse in turn. Colin Wallis is punchclock-middle-manager-Iron-Man, but he's also the obsessive traditionalist collector, a tool of a system that profits off of him but resents his dysfunctions; he's the kind of person that cares much more about things than people - in the autistic special interest sense, not the corporate greed sense - and he is ultimately able to find love only through an artificial facsimile, a product he has to restore and customize and make his own when it loses outside support (and its soul). Scion is blank-slate-and-mass-murderer-Superman, but he's also the leaders and decisionmakers of the industry, the beneficiary of an iterative cycle of exploitation, totally detached from the little people and from storytelling itself - their understanding of the work is childlike, well below the level of the man on the street - and prone to destroying untold livelihoods in fits of apathy, bad moods, or "ideas".

Taylor is a very popular character, but much of that popularity is misaimed, stripped of nuance. She was written to be more loathsome and miserable than the usual everyman - relatable, sure, but in an ugly-funhouse-mirror kind of way. She's characterized by many pronounced and unexamined bigotries - a slur-laden rant early on at a teacher she perceives as complicit in her bullying stands out - as well as a more general misanthropy; it's key to understanding Worm Turns that Taylor was on a knife's edge between becoming a superhero and just killing everyone at Winslow High. Even Taylor's experience with bullying - one of the more sympathetic aspects of her character - is a bit ambiguous; in any case Sophia Hess isn't actually a particularly less sympathetic character than Taylor Hebert, just one that receives less narrative focus, an earlier step in a chain of abuse. Alan Moore has expressed his disgust with the fan following Taylor has received; Skitter figurines are always selling out.

Pop culture is awash in references to Worm Turns. Although Superman is the third-most-popular superhero out there, "Scion-like" is nearly as common a description as "Superman-like" for the comics archetype of the all-powerful alien in human form. Lady Gaga's music videos for Pumped Up Kicks and Psycho Killer both feature visual nods to Worm Turns. It's pretty common to see the scarab-with-sun Khepri symbol, which is used throughout the comic's title sequences and which is contextualized in its final pages as the pin for Gold Morning survivors. Multiple high-profile politicians have quoted Alexandria's monologue to Taylor and it was so cringe every single time.

Worm Turns has faced a number of challenges from media watchdog groups, something predicted by the text itself, which is quite concerned with the impact media may or may not have on its audience. Pundits have been trying to convince the public that Worm Turns was dangerous since 2002, although no actual crime was linked to it. Unsurprisingly, Worm Turns is one of the comics most frequently banned by name from schools. America being America, the sex is cited about as often as the violence, despite the comic containing much more violence than sex. None of this had any bearing on its sales, and it probably even improved them; the Comics Code Authority was long past its relevance by the early 2000s.

THE WORM TURNS COMPANION

Three Worm Turns sourcebooks have been released - supplements for the otherwise-obscure tabletop roleplaying game GURPS. These are collectively noteworthy as the only extratextual Worm Turns media that Alan Moore was ever personally involved with. Of the three sourcebooks, the final one, The Worm Turns Companion, is by far the most noteworthy; it compiles the first two books, and it dwarfs them.

The first Worm Turns sourcebook, Worm Turns: Cops & Robbers, was released in May 2003. It assumes that players will want to run campaigns revolving around canon characters in Brockton Bay; it mostly consists of stat blocks for (some) characters introduced in the first half of Worm Turns. It also includes several in-universe documents written by Glenn Chambers, similar to the documents that cap off Worm Turns issues, and a sample campaign set two years before the story, in which a team of villains known as the Chorus must be driven out of the city.

The second Worm Turns sourcebook, Worm Turns: Unwritten Rules, was released in August 2004, as a very direct expansion featuring characters omitted from the first sourcebook or introduced in the second half of Worm Turns. The focus is still presumed to be on Brockton Bay, but less exclusively than it was in Cops & Robbers; between these first two volumes, every major Worm Turns character and many minor characters are accounted for. The sample campaign is set during Generation To Generation, To Eternity, and centers on Cauldron intrigue.

The final and complete Worm Turns sourcebook, The Worm Turns Companion, was released in February 2005, on the three year anniversary of Wings Off Flies. It's nearly the length of Worm Turns itself; targeted at experienced GMs, it's practically a full translation of Alan Moore's two decades of notes on the Worm Turns setting into a polished RPG sourcebook format. In addition to detailed information on many aspects of the world's history - the class politics of the King's Men and the Suits in England, the US/Cauldron jointly-backed coup that ushered in the CUI, the disarmament and impoverishment of Russia by an ostensibly-still-heroic Scion, exactly what was going on with Earth Shin, a full accounting of Endbringer attacks and their most obvious consequences, and much more - the book contains an elaborate guide on making new characters that fit in the Worm Turns setting. Particular attention is paid to the esoteric connections between types of trigger event, types of shard, and types of power, as well as to the nitty-gritty mechanics of playing a Tinker in the long term. Some example characters, like Smokey Bandit and Sweet Valentine, receive full stories of their own, designed to illustrate how various aspects of play function.

Unfortunately, this was the last piece of Worm Turns media that Moore would have a hand in. Late in the process of writing Worm Turns, Moore realized that the contract he had signed with Marvel included hidden unfavorable terms that would give Marvel the full IP rights to Worm Turns in perpetuity. He initially hoped that this was a mistake, but in the process of trying to resolve the issue, he determined that he had been deliberately conned by the company and that they refused to make it right. After finishing Worm Turns, Moore swore never to work with Marvel again.

At this point, The Worm Turns Companion is probably the main reason GURPS is still in-print.

WORM TURNS ARC 1

When Alan Moore first entered the public eye as the greatest writer in comics, Hollywood began looking for ways to tap his talent for the big screen. This did not go as smoothly as one might hope. Throughout the 1990s, Moore developed a reputation in the film industry for being "difficult to work with". He had very high artistic standards and paid close attention to how his work was being used. Millions of dollars were spent on test work for several iterations of a Sandman movie that never materialized.

Throughout the early 2000s, as Moore was finalizing and releasing Worm Turns, four film adaptations of his work were developed simultaneously; they were released from 2001 to 2005. Every single one of these films was disowned by Moore during production. The first two, the Hughes Brothers' String of Pearls and Stephen Norrington's Pagemaster, were critically panned. Pagemaster in particular inspired Sean Connery to retire from acting because of its incompetent production, and Moore was soured on the Hollywood system by an incident in which a copyright troll obtained a settlement from 20th Century Fox by frivolously alleging that the film plagiarized his unproduced script The Universal Library. The latter two adaptations, the Wachowski Sisters' Threads and Francis Lawrence's Dr. Strange, were better-received, but Moore still loathed his involvement with them, and refused to be credited. These experiences, particularly on Dr. Strange, put a strain on Moore's relationship with Marvel, and foreshadowed his 2004 break with them when he discovered that they'd screwed him on the Worm Turns contract.

By that point, Hollywood's vultures were already circling on adapting Worm Turns to film. It was by far Moore's most popular work, and the most straightforward in genre of his original works. Marvel received and rejected their first pitch for a Worm Turns film in July of 2002; it would have been a soft PG-13 action-comedy oriented towards families and directed by "someone like Steven Spielberg". This would have been difficult to recognize as Worm Turns; it would have involved excising most of the thematic elements, the death, the Nazis, and the institutional criticism of the heroes, and it would have featured a new happy ending in which Taylor comes clean to her father after only a few weeks of villainy. Marvel's decisionmakers recognized at the time that this would be a waste of Worm Turns' potential, and rejected several similar treatments over the following years.

When Worm Turns concluded in 2004, Marvel, under heavy pressure from their corporate parent Time Warner, finally found a team they were satisfied with for a Worm Turns film series. The script for Arc 1, written by David Hayter (better known as the lead voice actor for Hideo Kojima's Jack Ryan), was widely lauded within Hollywood as a masterpiece. However, he left the project during another round of restructuring. Darren Aronofsky (best known for A Beautiful Mind) was initially attached to direct, but left to focus on Cloud Atlas.

The final attempt at getting Worm Turns Arc 1 off the ground began in early 2006, when Warner Brothers hired Zack Snyder fresh off of Gods Of Egypt. Snyder had screenwriter Alex Tse revise Hayter's script, generally bringing it closer to Moore's comic; per Snyder, he frequently ignored Tse's script as well as Hayter's, instead treating the comic panels themselves as a storyboard and running off of that, producing an adaptation that many would call "shot-for-shot". (Other visual references Snyder cited include Martin Scorsese's Atlantic City and David Fincher's The Usual Suspects.) Snyder was a powerhouse of a director, pushing through many hours of finished footage, much of it quite expensive, by the film's 2008 theatrical release. In the process, he frequently fought off Warner Brothers suits who wanted him to tone the film down to obtain a PG-13 rating and greater traditional marketability.

Financially, Worm Turns Arc 1 was by far the most successful Moore adaptation, and it set some box office records for R-rated films. However, Hollywood accounting enabled it to be labeled as a flop internally, and its performance compares poorly to other films based on Marvel comics. The critical response was lukewarm; it was often considered an overly literal "cargo cult" adaptation of Moore's comic that slavishly imitated its form without understanding it. Still, though, it was popular with the general public; Worm Turns is a very popular comic, but far more people have watched Worm Turns Arc 1. The film began lead actress Anna Kendrick's typecasting as an action star; other standout cast members include Robin Williams (a big fan of the comic) as Armsmaster and Amanda Seyfried (Clueless) as Tattletale.

Three cuts of Worm Turns Arc 1 are available. The theatrical cut is 155 minutes. The director's cut, included on the initial DVD release, is 190 minutes and includes many additional sequences from the comic, like Tattletale analyzing Bakuda's likely trigger event, Taylor and Brian assembling furniture, and the murder of Rune. The so-called "complete cut", released a few months later on a special edition DVD, is a whopping 208 minutes, which it accomplishes entirely by adding additional scenes with Scion, Kevin Norton, and The Curse Of The Pale Fire.

When Warner Brothers originally greenlit Worm Turns Arc 1, the plan was ostensibly to do four films, each covering a quarter of the graphic novel. When the film released, this was officially still the plan; at times, Worm Turns Arc 2 even had a slot in the public release schedule. However, one by one, factors shifted such that continuing the film series was no longer considered profitable; Zack Snyder was quickly shuffled over to the fledgling Marvel Comics Cinematic Universe, the younger actors began to outgrow their parts, and Robin Williams left the project due to his declining health. In truth, it's likely that the studio only intended to make one Worm Turns film from the start; the first quarter of the story was certainly the most marketable one. However, if things had gone just a little bit differently, we could at least have wound up with a Worm Turns Arc 2. Tim Burton was attached to direct at one point; he would have had Johnny Depp as Jack Slash and Helena Bonham Carter as Shatterbird. However, he left the project early in order to commit to Disney's "live-action" reboot of Satellite City.

WORM TURNS: MOTION COMIC

As one of several promotional tie-ins for the film Worm Turns Arc 1, Warner Brothers commissioned a motion comic adaptation of the film. This is a curiosity which is not commonly watched; episodes average about 40 minutes. They're very direct (though abridged) adaptations of Moore's comic, with very limited animation and all voices provided by prolific audiobook narrator Josephine Bailey.

The first six episodes were released over a few months, immediately ahead of Worm Turns Arc 1's 2008 release. The remaining eighteen episodes were finished around the same time, but remained in limbo for quite some time: there were rumors that episodes seven through twelve would release for Worm Turns' tenth anniversary in early 2012, but nothing came of this. Ultimately, episodes seven through twenty-four all finally released in 2017 and 2018 to promote Destination Agreement. By that time, the Worm Turns Arc 2 movie was long dead in the water; it had been the hold-up.

Although it's technically neat to see how they did it, the Worm Turns motion comic is not a very popular adaptation among either casual fans or diehards. The motion comic isn't really any easier to digest than the comic proper. While most of the abridgement choices are fairly minor and take-it-or-leave-it, the omission of all of the extra materials sections in their entirety guts a substantial portion of the original books' content. It's an interesting experiment, but not really the recommended Worm Turns reading experience.

WORM TEENS, AND OTHER WORM TURNS PARODIES

Allegedly, Alan Moore has only ever expressed approval for one adaptation of his work: Worm Teens, an animated short created by YouTuber Harry Partridge and released within days of Worm Turns Arc 1. The short parodies old censored television cartoons, like the Teen Titans show from the '90s, and imagines a version of Worm Turns contorted into that format. The Undersiders, here called the Worm Teens, are depicted as carefree superheroes who don't do anything; Coil and his adopted daughter Dinah call them up when the city needs saving. There are many nods to the dark content of the original comic - Skitter is shown babysitting Aster, Grue is portrayed as a big eater and said to spend much of his time in the fridge, "Heck Hound" third-wheels a date, Regent is seen trying to woo Shadow Stalker. "It's fun to hang with Tattletale." Parian and Foil are identified as sisters. Villains like Empire 88 and the Slaughterhouse Nine are depicted as run-of-the-mill inoffensive weekly fodder, and the Protectorate seem to be mere rivals of the Worm Teens. Taylor is chiefly characterized as gleefully setting bugs on civilians she is supposed to be saving.

At this point, I might as well talk about other parodic takes on Worm Turns. A few weeks after Worm Turns Arc 1 premiered, a one-shot indie comic called Lock Turns was released to mixed reviews. It's a dull, crude, vindictive parody of the original comic, and chiefly exists to mock Alan Moore's struggles with the entertainment industry. It follows "Scooter" (a version of Taylor who controls small vehicles, and is a mean-spirited "allegory" for Alan Moore), "Baitmaster" (Colin as a fishing-themed Tinker), and "Zion" (Scion badly pretending to be Jewish as part of his human disguise); Scooter complains about how the system is taking advantage of her and her art, while Baitmaster tries to figure out why comics have gotten so edgy and tryhard lately. Ultimately, the message of the comic is pro-bullying (perhaps ironically? dubious); the characters conclude that bad comics come from people who never got over getting bullied in high school, and that they should have been bullied even more in high school to disabuse them of the notion that they have anything to say. "It's lockers all the way down." Zion convinces Scooter to kill herself with the words "no one cares, nerd"; the city rejoices and starts reading more traditional comics. It isn't exactly high art.

Quite a few moments from Worm Turns have become memes. Taylor's opening monologue from Wings Off Flies about how much she hates her classmates is a common copypasta, and a Scion line from Nothing Gained Under The Sun is similarly ubiquitous: "I am tired of Earth. These people. I am tired of being caught in the tangle of their lives." One especially popular Worm Turns meme format is the sequence from You Needed Worthy Opponents where Scion kills Eidolon; speech bubbles are added to the close-up panels of Scion's mouth. The most common version of this format has him kill Eidolon with the words "Steve Jobs has ligma"; instead of suspecting that Scion has Contessa's power, Eidolon spends his final moments wondering who Steve Jobs is. An early rejected script for Worm Turns Arc 1 leaked at some point, and it's mostly known for its opening line:

EMMA Take that, you worm!

WORM TURNS: DRAGONSLAYER

Warner Brothers licensed several video games to promote Worm Turns Arc 1. Of these, the only one with any noteworthy story to speak of is Worm Turns: Dragonslayer, a two-part release. The developer, the appropriately-named Deadline Games, went bankrupt during production, but the game was completed and published nonetheless, with the first episode releasing in 2008 and the second in 2009.

The comic's artist, J. H. Williams III, who generally took a kinder view of adaptations than Moore, consulted on Dragonslayer's story. Though it generally tried to play coy with the timeline, it isn't hard for a Worm Turns reader to piece together that Dragonslayer is set during the timeskip between Sorry I Could Not Travel Both and The Tree Of The Knowledge Of Good And Evil. The games tell an original story in which the Undersiders are pursued by a team of robots that Dragon is prototyping. Cutscenes are rendered in the style of the Worm Turns motion comic; regular gameplay is a fairly rudimentary squad-based RTS. There are two endings depending on whether the player chooses to employ the Dragonslayers' services; although one ending is darker than the other, they are equally compatible with the events of the original comic, and it is unclear which ending, if either, is supposed to be canon.

The games received mixed to negative reviews.

WORM TURNS: THE CURSE OF THE PALE FIRE

David Hayter's screenplay for Worm Turns Arc 1 faithfully recreated the comic-within-a-comic that Alan Moore wrote, The Curse Of The Pale Fire. When Zack Snyder took over the project, he was excited to film these segments; Tse's revision of the script also included them. It became apparent that filming them as Snyder intended - in stylized live-action, similar to Gods Of Egypt - would put the film over budget. Snyder decided to have The Curse Of The Pale Fire animated instead, in a simple and affordable style, which was probably a better artistic decision anyway. It much more closely resembles a comic book than it otherwise would have.

Unfortunately, Worm Turns was running over time, not just over budget, and so these interludes were cut from the film anyway. Snyder had, after all, wound up making the film nearly three and a half hours long; a lot needed to be cut. The Curse Of The Pale Fire only appears as an easily-missed background prop in a few spots in the final cut.

Snyder decided to salvage the animated scenes he'd commissioned by turning them into a promotional tie-in product. This actually entailed animating quite a bit more than he had originally, because he wanted a full self-contained Pale Fire story; this involved drawing from all of Worm Turns, not just its first quarter. Worm Turns: The Curse Of The Pale Fire went direct-to-DVD in 2008, just a few weeks after the premiere of Worm Turns Arc 1. At more than forty minutes, it's just a bit too long to qualify as a short film.

Within the world of Worm Turns, The Curse Of The Pale Fire is a long-running serialized comic about the adventures of a mysterious warrior trekking through a land foreign to him; he is secretly a deposed king, on a neverending quest to retake his rightful place on the usurped throne of Zembla. Worm Turns: The Curse Of The Pale Fire is actually only an animated adaptation of a single episode in this journey; the title of the particular storyline, in-universe, is actually Widowed.

While passing through a village, the King of Zembla (voiced by Jackie Earle Haley, who also plays Kevin Norton in Snyder's film) has a chance encounter with a stranger who seeks the Pale Fire; they travel together for a time as companions. The Pale Fire figures into most Curse Of The Pale Fire plots; it's an abstract Promethean artifact through which the gods whisper words of wisdom, power, and madness. It had a hand in the usurpation of the throne of Zembla. The stranger believes that he can use the Pale Fire to bring his wife back from the dead, but the King of Zembla knows from experience that it brings only ruin, and he intends to seal or destroy it.

The two trade stories and rumors back and forth, hoping to convince the other of their perspective. The King of Zembla eventually reveals his nobility, and the stranger in turn admits that he is a peasant putting on airs. The stranger becomes increasingly crazed and the two come to blows; it is ambiguous which one provoked this conflict. It's a close fight, but as usual the King wins. He actually mourns the stranger, eulogizing him as another victim of the Pale Fire's madness.

METAMORPHOSIS, AND POST-WORM TURNS ALAN MOORE

As I have already said, Worm Turns came late in Alan Moore's career, publishing from 2002 to 2004. All of his other commonly-cited works are older. Although this is partly attributable to Moore's aging, it's also pretty clear that the betrayal by Marvel took a lot out of him. Aside from the concluding half of Pagemaster (The Crimson Hexagon, Pagemaster Millennium, The Silver Trilogy, and Pagemaster Mousetrap), Moore's work post-2004 is all obscure. As of 2017, he has retired.

Metamorphosis, from 2010, is probably the most noteworthy of Moore's later and more obscure comics; it's a self-described work of pornography, although its literary sophistication leaves it as a frequent sticking point in debates on art and obscenity. Moore's collaborator for Metamorphosis was his second wife, illustrator and writer Melinda Gebbie, who he married in 2007; the two grew close in the '90s producing underground comics, generally with a feminist and pornographic bent. Throughout the latter half of Moore's career, Gebbie frequently contributed; she even has a few credits in Worm Turns' extra materials sections.

Marvel's lawyers attempted to threaten Moore, Gebbie, and their publisher, Top Shelf Productions, for trying to devalue the Worm Turns IP, but their bluff was called because they didn't have a case. Moore and Gebbie begun work on the comic that would become Metamorphosis in 1998 at the latest. Any similarities between Metamorphosis and Worm Turns are very incidental and superficial. Moore has said that Metamorphosis is less an anti-Worm Turns than an anti-Pagemaster, although it isn't clear exactly what he meant by this; he was still working on Pagemaster at the time, and Metamorphosis does not share its conceit. Metamorphosis is frequently challenged or banned; many book stores refuse to carry it because its legal status in some jurisdictions is unclear. On a pettier internet drama level, it's been against site policy to have a page for Metamorphosis on the Evil Overlord List Wiki ever since their 2012 smut purges.

The plot of Metamorphosis, such as it is, is firmly situated in the magical realist genre, and concerns an international cast of characters who meet in the coastal tourist town of Atrani, Italy in 1989. The town's labyrinthine architecture and layout are greatly exaggerated, producing surreal and shifting scenes. The protagonist, Saki Yoshida, is an addicted and trafficked prostitute and a single mother; she recalls in soul-crushing detail how she was systematically abused and abandoned by everyone in her life again and again. She is fleeing from a demon that can change its face and possess people, a demon sworn to follow her and bring her ruin for the rest of her days; it is unclear if this is a real entity or a metaphor for a type of abuser that she keeps running into, but either way, it currently takes the form of Mr. Freeman, a skilled British con artist born into wealth and given to hedonism.

Saki is taken in by another prostitute, Angel, and her intersex companion Adam, from the Philippines. She begins to grow accustomed to the twisting streets of Atrani, and gets to know some of its other residents intimately. Dr. Vialini, head of a local research lab called Talos, spins a dubious tale that he's working on a cure for old age, impressing women and enlisting them as test subjects for experiments that likely have no legitimate purpose.

On several occasions, Saki spots a giant cockroach-like creature out of the corner of her eye. She eventually seeks it out and confronts it, but discovers that he's more frightened of her than she is of him, and she takes pity. She learns to communicate with him, and discovers that he was once a traveling salesman named Gregor Samsa, meek, unassuming, and entirely beholden to his family. One morning, after "troubled dreams" (masturbating to the thought of his sister, Grete), he found that he had been transformed into a monstrous vermin. After realizing that he had become a burden to his family and that they would be happier without him, he opted to flee to the countryside and fend for himself. Saki finds much to relate to in his story, and coaxes him into a sexual relationship.

Grete later shows up in Atrani herself. She is still having trouble supporting her parents, and she has also turned to prostitution on the side. She regrets driving her brother away, and reconciles with him.

Eventually, Mr. Freeman tracks Saki to Atrani, convincing local authorities, and the Talos company, to aid him in his pursuit. Angel assists Saki in her escape, luring a squad of men into an elevator where time stretches, having sex with them for something like a hundred subjective years as they age into dust. She is somehow unscathed. Gregor flies away with Saki and her child; they know that they will never be able to settle down anywhere.

Cheeky Worm Turns fans sometimes include Metamorphosis on reading lists for newcomers, using reasoning similar to or based on that Marvel presented in their threat of legal action: Moore wrote it, the protagonist is a teenager lured into a life of crime, a bug is there, et cetera. Of course, actually reading Metamorphosis is a bridge too far for typical Worm Turns fans; its content is too extreme, and it expects too much of its readers. If Moore did in fact intend to burn the Worm Turns IP to the ground and salt the Earth, as Marvel alleged, then he failed to do so; Metamorphosis remains obscure among Moore's comics, a niche within a niche.

EARLY BIRD

When Alan Moore's relationship with Marvel fell apart late in Worm Turns' run, many of the suits in charge didn't think of it as much of a loss. If they had, they would have done more to try to get him back on board. In fact, some specifically wanted Moore out of the way, believing that the company could expand and exploit the franchise better without his input. There were token efforts to loop Moore into Marvel's later Worm Turns spinoff plans, but given his feelings on the contractual situation, he considered this more insulting than if he hadn't been contacted at all, and he refused to participate. In response to a 2009 attempt by Marvel to pressure him into writing prequels and sequels to Worm Turns, Alan Moore publicly placed a curse on the entire entertainment industry.

One week later, Disney announced their acquisition of DC Comics.

For Worm Turns' tenth anniversary in 2012, Marvel announced a series called Early Bird, consisting of twelve short Worm Turns prequel series by various writers and artists, each focusing on a different set of characters. In the end, thirteen series would be produced; another five would be cancelled before publication. Some of these, like Early Bird: Travelers, Early Bird: PRT, Early Bird: Slaughterhouse, and Early Bird: New Wave, were received well by fans. Most, however, were released to a more tepid reaction, like Early Bird: Protectorate, Early Bird: Undersiders, Early Bird: Newfoundland, Early Bird: Lung, and the one-issue Early Bird: Uber + Leet. The most ambitious comics, like Early Bird: Scion, Early Bird: Faultline, and Early Bird: Aleph fared especially poorly. Early Bird: First Wards was actually cut off after only a single issue (focused on Chevalier), as Marvel leadership decided that Early Bird was overstaying its welcome.

Each issue ended with a few pages of The Tragedy Of Sir Sebastian. This was a knockoff of The Curse Of The Pale Fire, both in-universe and out. The Curse Of The Pale Fire was generally designed to thematically tie into Worm Turns as a story; The Tragedy Of Sir Sebastian, by contrast, was a bit incoherent because of the general nature of the project as a gaggle of different writers each doing their own thing, trying to coordinate with the others but constantly scrambling things around anyway, getting their work canned on the whims of the leaders, et cetera. One of the canceled Early Bird projects would have been a series primarily focused on Earth Bet's comics industry. (The other entirely canceled projects were Early Bird: Chicago, Early Bird: Houston, Early Bird: Marquis, and Early Bird: Empire.)

Between its thirteen series, fifty-three issues of Early Bird were completed. In 2013, these were compiled into five volumes. Five years later, they would be republished as a single omnibus. These prequels have their appreciators, but they aren't popular with Worm Turns fans for quite a few reasons. Alexandria's catchphrase from Worm Turns: Protectorate, "mucho cred", is often used as a mocking summation of the entire Early Bird project.

DESTINATION AGREEMENT

Okay, it's time that we take a detour to discuss the history of comic books. Where was the concept of the superhero first born? Well, comics rose slowly, as one of many forms of pulp mass media, and they began, of course, with no superheroes at all. Early British and American comics tended to center broadly-appealing comedy, hence the word "comic". The most influential publication from this primordial era of comics was Spum, a British humor magazine founded in 1841, which took its inspiration from the already-centuries-old tradition of Ren and Stimpy shows. Spum invented and popularized the modern sense of the word "cartoon". Prior to 1843, the word only referred to preliminary sketches discarded throughout the course of an art project; Spum's usage of the word to refer to their finished work was a self-deprecating gag.

Around the turn of the twentieth century, comic strips emerged as a popular American form syndicated in newspapers to draw additional readers. These still exist today as the archaic "funny pages", although they're something of a cultural dead end, much like print media in general; long gone are the days of George Herriman's Scratchy Cat and Harold Gray's The Adventures of Anastasia Steele. Some specialized magazines emerged to reprint these syndicated strips without the rest of the news; entrepreneur and writer Major Malcolm Wheeler-Nicholson saw an unfilled niche here for a comic book composed entirely of original material. He essentially created the modern comics industry, although both of his companies were taken from him during a financial bad patch in late 1937-early 1938, and he did not return to the publishing world.

Although earlier precedents for superheroes exist - the word itself was first used in 1899, and pulp characters resembling the archetype began to trickle in over the following decades - the superhero genre as we know it was born from the breakout success of Siegel and Shuster's Spider-Man character. Spider-Man was introduced in Action Comics #1 in 1938, which immediately inspired a glut of imitators. The most basic elements of the genre are all already present there - the miraculous acquisition of supernatural powers, the duality of the mild-mannered civilian alter ego and the costumed persona, the cape, the mask, the anonymous good deeds. This first wave of superheroes is best understood as a transformation of the dying carnival tradition; much of Spider-Man's ostentatious marketing would fit in in a freak show: the eye-catching aesthetics, the lurid and exoticized exploration of the variance of the human form, the promise of a human hybrid, the theatrical mix of awe and horror. The first supervillain created for Spider-Man to fight, the Vulture Man, was even identified in his introduction as a "geek", a particularly unsavory type of freak show performer whose act consisted of eating a live chicken.

In the following years, superhero comics became tightly intertwined with the American propaganda machine for World War Two; this lent them a more respectable, but also more nationalistic flair. Nodell and Finger's Captain America thrived in this time. The character of Gunhead is introduced at Fox Comics; he'll later be sold to Charlton Comics and incorporated into All For One & One For All. Spider-Man's "spider-sense", initially an advanced form of hearing similar to that possessed by actual spiders, was retconned into outright precognition, a change that remains crucial to the character to this day. (Fawcett Comics' Superman, supposedly an infringement on Spider-Man's intellectual property, had precognition first, in 1939.) The Spider-Man radio show was also extremely popular; a 1946 storyline in which Spider-Man fought the Proud Boys is often regarded as a critical cultural victory against that hate group.

The first recognizable iteration of Marvel Comics - then called Atlas Comics - also began in 1946, as a merger between three linked companies: Atlas Allied Newspaper Syndicate Inc (started by Wheeler-Nicholson), Timely Comics (started by Wheeler-Nicholson, and responsible for Spider-Man and Captain America, among others), and Marvel Comics (started by Max Gaines, and responsible for Captain Marvel, Iron Man, and Quicksilver, among others). Captain Marvel was a very early superheroine, created by Charles Moulton and modeled on the recently-vanished Amelia Earhart. Iron Man was an early "wealthy Tinker" type superhero created by Bob Kane and Bill Finger, arguably part of a pre-Spider-Man tradition of tech genius heroes like the Invisible Man, the Phantom, and the Destroyer. Quicksilver, created by Gardner Fox and Harry Lampert, was "the fastest man alive"; later incarnations of the character would be entirely overshadowed by his supporting cast, the "X-Men", as writers used the concept of mutants that Quicksilver's storylines introduced as a miscellaneous pile for superheroes and supervillains without other origins.

The 1950s saw a transition from the Golden Age of Comics to the Silver. Complaints from parents' groups led to massive self-censorship throughout the comics industry, and superhero stories generally became lighter and more frivolous; this was the age of Spider-Dickery. Crossovers between different comic series accelerated as a technique for grabbing short-term attention; the Avengers were born as a superhero team that combined Atlas's main series. Atlas's main competitor, DC Comics, emerged, the third iteration of a company previously known as National Comics and All-American Comics, helmed by iconic comics creators like Stan Lee and Jack Kirby. DC snatched up the trademark rights to the name "Superman", which had previously belonged to Spider-Man's leading rival for comic sales, after Atlas destroyed Fawcett Comics in court; DC had Stan Lee create his own character of the same name, who would become DC's leading face, a character deliberately written to be conceptually physically unchallengeable, and drawn as too mature for the capes that formed Atlas's signature. After a decade or so of lawfare between Atlas and DC, the former decided that a superhero duopoly would be easier to obtain and maintain than a superhero monopoly; by 1980, Atlas had renamed itself Marvel and obtained a joint trademark over the word "superhero" with DC. (They also successfully poached Jack Kirby from DC.)

The Bronze Age is marked by a return to darker storylines, led by DC with The Night Lana Lang Died in 1973. Continuity lockout finally set in and comic sales declined, especially for Marvel, which fell behind DC in this era. Many weaker titles were canceled and replaced with experimental fare; some prematurely speculated on the death of the superhero genre. Marvel's leaders formed a plan to resolve their problems with the greatest crossover event in their company's history, Crisis On Infinite Earths, which would merge many of their IPs into a single setting while resetting the continuity to encourage an influx of new fans. This event, which ran from 1985 to 1986, is considered the transition from the Bronze Age of Comics to the Dark Age; it's also right around when Alan Moore was entering the picture in the "British Invasion".

The 90s really were the Dark Age of Comics, though some say it never ended. Marvel killed off Spider-Man for a time, Quicksilver became a villain, and the most noteworthy superhero films were done by Tim Burton. (X-Men and X2, followed by the non-Burton sequels X-Men Forever and The New X-Men.) At DC, edgy antiheroes like Doomsday and Batman emerged in this era as best-selling protagonists. Frank Miller dominated this age with his runs on Green Arrow at DC and Wolverine at Marvel; he'd then join with independent publisher Dark Horse Comics, where he created Kick-Ass and Gods of Egypt, as well as the more obscure Gratuity Tucci series. The turn of the millennium brought the Ultimate DC imprint, followed by 9/11.

Which brings us back to Worm Turns. (Circuitous, I know.) In the early 2000s, the critical phenomenon of Worm Turns, along with Sam Raimi's Superman films, marked a tidal shift towards the mainstreaming of comic books as respectable. Marvel was desperate to play the Worm Turns card for all that it was worth, and in the process, they destroyed their relationship with its creator, Alan Moore. Their intention, ultimately, was to absorb the Worm Turns IP into their own; an ill-fated prospect, as it was created in a very different and standalone spirit, which was central to what it was being critically lauded for.

In 2011, facing the same problems they had in the '80s, Marvel decided to do a second continuity reset on all of their properties, using the Quantumania storyline to create the "New 52", an era of Marvel's continuity in which they promised to run exactly 52 series at a time, starting from scratch in September 2011, "the month of 52 #1s". Some of these series were much better-received than others; Marvel found that they needed to replace failing series more quickly than they'd expected. The overall branding experiment was deeply unpopular with fans, and Marvel quickly realized that the reset had done more harm than good, especially in an era where DC was rapidly controlling more public mindshare than ever before thanks to Disney's developing DCU. The New 52 branding was completely dropped in 2015, and the next year, the Marvel Rebirth initiative unreset the continuity.

Destination Agreement was part of Rebirth, a crisis crossover between Marvel's main continuity and that of Worm Turns. The seeds for this were planted as early as the start of the New 52; Quantumania ended with the pre-52 versions of Iron Man and Ant-Man stranded in a wasteland "locked out of the multiverse", later revealed to be Earth Bet post-Gold Morning. Early Bird was a test of Marvel's ability to execute Worm Turns stories without Alan Moore. In the immediate leadup to Destination Agreement, an event called Shards had Carnage kill Aunt May, leading Earth-5201's Spider-Man to undergo a clearly-recognizable trigger vision after which he discovered that he could conceptually "web things together", similar to Chevalier's power.

Geoff Johns, Marvel Entertainment's CCO since 2010 and an extremely prolific comics writer, was the lead for Destination Agreement; he'd been eager to work on the Worm Turns IP since before the original comic was even finished. The event ran from 2016 to 2019, by which point Johns had stepped down from his position at Marvel (though he continues to write for them to this day). Destination Agreement is still canon to Marvel comics published today; many comics readers consider it canon to Worm Turns as well. Although the story mostly served to reset Marvel's multiverse to the pre-Quantumania status quo, a few storylines have felt a heavy ongoing impact from Destination Agreement, most notable among them the character arc of Deadpool.

Stylistically, Destination Agreement puts great effort into mimicking Worm Turns, and pays tribute to the same tradition of classic comics that Moore was drawing off of. However, contentwise, it's deeply idealistic where Worm Turns is cynical; it's often deemed an "antidote" to Worm Turns. Reviews were generally positive, but Alan Moore's grievances against Marvel and his staunch opposition to the continuation of the IP cast a shadow over it, and it's easy to see the whole thing as a big "fuck you" to him. Destination Agreement is a bit longer than Worm Turns, with exactly 52 pages per issue where Worm Turns averaged 48.

In contrast to Worm Turns, Destination Agreement does give its "arcs" canon names. In contrast to Early Bird, Destination Agreement generally ignores The Worm Turns Companion.

Gimel Arc:

#01: It Starts With One. Published in November 2016; titled for a line from Kurt Cobain's song In The End. This issue reintroduces the sprawling interdimensional megacity from the end of Worm Turns. Four years have passed, and in that time, many of humanity's most obvious problems have been solved. The megacity is an idealized sci-fi utopia, owing to the work of many unrestricted Tinkers working with the Wardens; villainous threats like Teacher have been dealt with offscreen. There is peace between Earths. There are problems remaining beneath the surface, though - with Scion gone, a stable future is possible, but will still require hard work. Tattletale is deeply stressed and gets along poorly with the Heartbroken; she comments that she can't even remember why she decided to take them in. Dinah calls a meeting of leading parahumans and civic administrators, panicked by new doomsday prophecies from her shard. Possibilities are always supposed to diverge from one another over time, but as of late, they seem to be converging instead on a single point, something that isn't supposed to happen until the entropic heat death of the universe. As people try to figure out what could be causing this disruption to Dinah's power, lingering threats to the new order are discussed, including resentments over the blanket villain amnesty, the increased irregularity of trigger events since Scion's death, and political instability on Earth Cheit. A mysterious new parahuman called Gamer Girl is introduced as a fast-growing problem; apparently, she's killing local officials and minor Wardens in pursuit of an unknown but dangerous goal. Meanwhile, on Earth-1 (later retconned as Earth-5201), Peter Parker is tormented in the night by visions from his shard. He decides not to tell his girlfriend, Mary Jane, when she asks what's bothering him, and instead decides to take a walk alone and meet with the Spider Society. (Mary Jane as Spider-Man's main love interest is one of many odd choices the New 52 made; in the traditional and better-known continuity, he's paired with Felicia Hardy.) The extra materials section features a tour map of the megacity, a metropolitan area linking many cities from many worlds. Earth Gimel is identified as the most important Earth in the network; it's where the Undersiders live. The guide notes that the multiverse should contain an unimaginably large number of worlds, but tragically, because of Scion's attempt to exterminate the human race, only a few dozen are accessible.

#02: The Fundamental Principle Of Society. Published in December 2016; titled for a line from Fredric Wertham's Seduction Of The Innocent. In this issue, Gamer Girl is escalated from one concern among many to the central antagonist of the piece; we actually see her on-page for the first time. She's a send-up of the "gamer" archetype that was popular in comics in the '00s; Marvel and DC each did quite a few takes on this archetype, with Marvel's Hardcore Henry and DC's Free City, both frequently considered the origin of the trope, premiering in a single week in 2003. The form is now considered the domain of indie comics, like O'Malley's Homestuck and Stevenson's La Exploradora. Gamer Girl is shown to be ludicrously powerful, as gamer characters tend to be when their stories have run their course. She's also gleefully detached from the world around her, apparently not viewing it as real; brief glimpses of her perspective show that she sees reality through a heads-up display that provides her with additional information on everything. Gamer Girl kills scores of Wardens, and is ultimately confronted by Valkyrie, who is horrified to discover that her power doesn't come from a shard. Gamer Girl kills Valkyrie with a swing of her axe, and laments that life gets boring "when you're dropping minibosses with one hit". Dragon and Defiant barely escape themselves. Tattletale and others try to gather more information on Gamer Girl, but are hampered by her status as a Thinker blindspot (owing to her Gamer's Camo perk). Meanwhile, on Earth-10 (later retconned as Earth-5210), Charles Xavier meets with the pro-mutant house minority leader David McCarter. McCarter, like most Americans, is deeply disturbed by the recent massacre in Stamford, Connecticut carried out by the supervillain Nitro (similar to the events of the pre-52 crisis crossover Marvel Civil War, but less accidental). He has grown disillusioned with the "cape game", and intends to introduce sweeping bipartisan legislation intended to curb the culture of costumed crimefighting. McCarter believes that this will be good for the mutant population, and Professor X is unable to dissuade him of this. After McCarter leaves, Xavier is informed of the latest applicant to his Institute, an angelic-looking young mutant girl who is simply identified as Hope. The extra materials section contains excerpts from a Parahumans Online message board thread (the format lifted from the original Worm Turns, although Johns has updated it some to more closely resemble a modern social media site like Digg), in which ordinary civilians and some capes, some in disguise, react to Gamer Girl's rampage through the megacity.

#03: Mystic Chords Of Memory. Published in January 2017; titled for a quote from Abraham Lincoln's first inaugural address. There's another Gamer Girl attack and the heroes barely rescue Amy Dallon; Gamer Girl derides her as "the most pathetically underleveled Panacea I've ever seen". Iron Man Prime and Ant-Man Prime enter the plot, detecting the disturbance that Gamer Girl is causing. Tony Stark and Hank Pym have been looking for a way out of the Worm Turns setting for years, but have failed to do so. They're reclusive; Stark views parahumans with suspicion and tinkertech in particular with disdain, seeing it as inferior because its designers don't even understand what they're making. With their help, Tattletale is able to piece together - just too late - that Gamer Girl was looking for blueprints for the Pegasus Device, a spacetime-shredding superweapon that Cauldron commissioned before Gold Morning but shelved because it was potentially too dangerous. With assistance from Ziz, Gamer Girl test-fires a partially-constructed Pegasus Device and reopens portals to Earth Aleph, which was supposed to be sealed away; the heroes are further distracted by dealing with the US government of Earth Aleph, which is none too pleased to have the treaty they signed with Earth Bet violated. On Earth Aleph, Gamer Girl tracks down Taylor Hebert, and removes her mask, revealing that she is herself an alternate version of Taylor Hebert. Meanwhile, on Earth-4 (later retconned as Earth-5204), Dr. Doom orchestrates an elaborate conspiracy on behalf of an unknown client, sabotaging all popular campaigns demanding government oversight for superheroes. His control room is invaded by Reed Richards, who's investigating a multidimensional campaign to disenfranchise citizens concerned about the superhero scene; it's presumed that a superhuman supremacist of some kind is responsible. Doom (who is actually a remotely-controlled Doombot) brushes off Richards' concerns and initiates a self-destruct sequence. The extra materials section features an overview of the NO CAPES Act sponsored by Representative McCarter.

#04: Pressing A Button. Published in February 2017; titled for a line from Heinlein's Three Worlds Collide. Gamer Girl begins to explain herself to the Worm Turns Taylor (or Taylor Prime); it's a recruitment pitch. She's the leader of a Cauldron-style interdimensional conspiracy to defend humanity; she promises to have Taylor's arm regrown and her powers restored with some of her parahuman resources. The Pegasus Device punches holes between dimensions, but Gamer Girl is already an adept dimensional traveler who can sneak through the worms' blockades between worlds; she sought it out for its potential as a superweapon capable of killing Scion. (She's also curious about how Taylor Prime did it as Khepri.) She plays on Taylor's utilitarianism to fast-talk her into a plan that will involve killing many civilians as a distraction. Meanwhile, and in parallel, the heroes pull Contessa out of retirement, seeking her advice; she functionally has the mind of a child, and spends her days trying and failing to teach herself to complete basic mundane tasks without the use of her power. (She lives with her boyfriend, Number Man, contra Worm Turns, where they were merely colleagues; here, he lounges around their apartment, pantsless.) She's nearly useless in this situation - Gamer Girl is, after all, a blind spot - but she does reveal that she sealed Taylor Hebert away on Earth Aleph and faked her death because she otherwise would have played into pandimensionally apocalyptic scenarios like the one Dinah now sees. Unfortunately, because Gamer Girl is a blind spot, she's now bringing about that scenario anyway. The heroes realize that Gamer Girl is going to destroy Earth Gimel to fuel another shot from the Pegasus Device, but it's too late to evacuate anyone but a few parahumans; as Earth Gimel becomes a fireball, Gamer Girl's perspective reveals that she has earned many EXP and an achievement by doing this. Meanwhile, on Earth-5 (later retconned as Earth-5205), the Avengers discuss a trend of political violence in favor of or in opposition to costumed antics. A single cause for the wave is presumed likely, which would make many of the associated actions false flags. Spider-Man abruptly leaves, called to the Spider Society to deal with a crisis; Mr. Fantastic follows him. Captain America convenes the Secret Avengers to launch a separate investigation of the campaign. The extra materials section contains the front page of a Daily Bugle from Earth Aleph; this establishes that Earth Aleph has a J. Jonah Jameson, though presumably no Spider-Man. The headline: GAMER GIRL GANKS GIMEL.

#05: Lifting Moloch To Heaven. Published in March 2017; titled for a line from T. S. Eliot's Howl. The heroes regroup on Earth Bet after the emergency evacuations. Dinah realizes, to her horror, that the destruction of Earth Gimel has brought the end of all worlds even closer and made it even less escapable. Iron Man finds a silver lining, though, which raises some suspicion about him: the destruction of Earth Gimel has apparently finally brought down the "bubble" Scion put in place to wall off the Worm Turns multiverse from the larger, infinite multiverse. This also appears to be the most promising approach to countering Dinah's end-of-the-worlds prophecy. Iron Man and a core group of parahumans including Defiant, Dinah, Contessa, Number Man, and Tattletale set out on a quest to find answers in the Marvel multiverse; Ant-Man agrees to stay behind as a representative on Earth Bet. Parian and Foil are left in charge of the Heartbroken. Meanwhile, on Earth-5210, Professor X takes his new student Hope on a tour of the Xavier Institute; she is clearly quite powerful, and a tragic backstory is hinted at. She immediately begins to form a bond with Kitty Pryde; proceedings are interrupted, however, by the arrival of several Peter Parkers and a Reed Richards, who want Xavier's input on a psychic sort of problem. The extra materials section includes schematics for the Dragonfly, which Tony Stark has upgraded for long-distance interdimensional travel, leaving scathing comments on its original design in the process.

#06: Open Your Eyes. Published in April 2017; titled for a line from Thornton Wilder's play The Ghost Sonata. This is the issue where the Worm Turns and New 52 storylines finally meet up with one another. The crew of the Dragonfly searches for the original Marvel multiverse, but they do not find it; Iron Man discovers to his dismay that the multiverse has changed, and is now littered with "bubbles" sectioning off small groups of Earths, similar to the one that Scion imposed to create the setting of Worm Turns. One bubble in particular - the one housing the New 52 setting - seems like the closest match to home, and it isn't very close; Dinah's power confirms that it's an important location for stopping the apocalypse, and so the crew of the Dragonfly agrees to enter the New 52 bubble even though it will be much more difficult to exit it. Number Man notes that the bubble contains exactly 52 worlds, and analyzes the esoteric numerological significance of the number 52; he concludes that the bubble was made by an intelligent entity, likely another worm. Contessa panics over the extreme density of "blind spots" around her in these new worlds, things that her shard cannot understand or model; as a Hail Mary, she decides to go on ahead of the rest of the party, becoming the first member of the Dragonfly's crew to land in the New 52 multiverse; Iron Man Prime follows closely behind her, and is overcome by despair and disgust at the state of the multiverse. Meanwhile, Earth-5210's Professor X examines Earth-5201's Spider-Man, psychically investigating the parasitic connection he's recently developed with his shard, and the apocalyptic visions it's shown him. He verifies that a real phenomenon is at play and worthy of deep concern. Earth-5205's Mr. Fantastic interrupts to point out that he has detected an approaching dimensionally anomalous threat - Contessa; he teleports her into the room in order to capture and interrogate her. Surrounded by blindspots, she is swiftly defeated by Richards' assistant, Daredevil, due to his superior experience in hand-to-hand combat. Xavier realizes that these situations - the shard in Spider-Man and the woman from outside the world - are connected. Hope has been psychically eavesdropping on this entire meeting, and tells Kitty Pryde that the world might be in danger; Kitty tells her that it usually is. Back in low-Earth orbit, the Dragonfly is forcibly boarded by a gang of space pirates, the Ravagers, who are unimpressed with the parahumans' abilities (although Dinah is fairly confident that she can engineer an escape in short order). The extra materials section consists of a pair of articles: one from an Earth Gimel pop culture magazine discussing the exponential rise of pro-superhero PRT propaganda as a genre of entertainment, and one from Earth-5223 lauding a recent film critical of superhero culture (The Unexpected Virtue Of Ignorance); a handwritten note from an investigator (implied to be a Black Widow) points out that that Earth's Reed Richards financed the film.

52 Pickup Arc:

#07: Unravel The Fabric Of The World. Published in May 2017; titled for a line from Francine Prose's Nostradamus. Iron Man Prime tracks down the facility where Contessa is being kept, and apprises them of what he knows. Distrust blooms between all involved; Reed Richards 5205 in particular assumes that Iron Man Prime's arrival is one of many distractions set up by a fascist conspiracy (likely a multiversal version of Hydra) that fetishizes power for its own sake and intends to repurpose superheroism for its own ends. The other heroes mostly take the opposite view, that the conspiracy intends to undermine superheroic institutions. A disgruntled Iron Man Prime barely prevents the New 52's Council Of Reeds and Spider Society from devolving into a state of interdimensional war. Meanwhile, the Ravagers are defeated and the Dragonfly's crew are rescued by the Secret Avengers, an interdimensional black ops team consisting of Black Widow 5205, American Dream (Courtney Carter), Eraser Head, Squirrel Girl, Deadpool, her mutant mentor Wadepool, and some others. Tattletale realizes from the team's conversation that they're living in a comic book, which sends her into an existential crisis. The Secret Avengers report their findings back to Captain America 5205, but are simultaneously discovered by the group that Iron Man Prime has assembled, resulting in a clusterfuck in which Richards 5205 decides that Rogers 5205 is in on the conspiracy. Battle lines are drawn as everything goes all conspiracy-shaped. The extra materials section consists of a brief overview, assembled by the Secret Avengers, of the New 52's fifty-two Earths and the directions of their recent political anomalies.

#08: The Makers Of Our Fate. Published in July 2017; titled for a line from Karl Popper's The Open Society And Its Enemies. Fighting breaks out between many factions across many Earths; Captain America 5205 retains neutrality; Iron Man Prime attempts to retain neutrality himself, but simply winds up alienated from everyone, including the New 52's Iron Men, who he finds particularly pathetic. Dinah despondently reflects on her doomsday prophecy, fate, and the nature of entropy; everything falls apart, everything winds up in the same place. Deadpool helps Tattletale to cope with her newfound knowledge of the fourth wall, and it becomes apparent that, after a short shock, Tattletale's powers will become much stronger as a result of this. As various factions begin to assume heavyhanded control over minor Earths to purge them of dissent - including the Spider Society, the Council of Reeds, and the TVA - our heroes set out on a quest to find out who's really behind the destabilization of interdimensional politics. Hope sneaks away from her chaperone, Mezzanine (Lucy Stryker), to tag along, hoping to help with this mission. The extra materials section consists of a primer written by Deadpool on the more noteworthy forces and phenomena in the New 52 multiverse and marked up by Tattletale; Lisa's thoughts are Doylist and Dupinian in equal measure.

#09: Every Hand's A Winner. Published in August 2017; titled for a line from Dorothy Parker's The Gambler. Tattletale explains her "52 pickup" theory of the conspiracy, based on the card "game" of the same name - that someone is deliberately stirring up trouble throughout the New 52 multiverse in a chaotic fashion in order to easily conquer it while everyone's occupied cleaning up after them. The joint heroes of Worm Turns and the New 52 - and some mutant children - track down and investigate various conspiratorial puppets, including versions of Norman Osborn, Bucky Barnes, and Thaddeus Ross, hoping for a lead on who they're taking orders from, but they turn up nothing. Captain America 5205 sticks to his theory that the culprit is unaccounted-for supervillain MODOK (Otto Octavius), but when one subteam is close to disproving this, they are attacked by a ninja-like team of trained assassin capes, including a psychic mime, a girl with a Night-like power to move rapidly when unseen, and a host of one-off Worm Turns villain Butcher. Tattletale realizes that these are alternate Taylors, and we are reminded that Gamer Girl is still in play (although Tattletale, never having realized that Gamer Girl was a Taylor in the first place, doesn't make the connection). In the ensuing fight, Kitty Pryde is killed, leading Hope to reveal her most powerful mutant ability: to resurrect the dead. The extra materials section features a series of Oscorp internal memos reflecting that the company has been hollowed out and turned into a tool of a multidimensional conspiracy; employees are not easily fazed by this due to their CEO's usually erratic patterns of behavior.

#10: The Introduction Of A New Order. Published in September 2017; titled for a line from Machiavelli's The Prince. Tattletale concludes based on dramatic logic that Gamer Girl is probably behind everything. Number Man concurs based on a contorted form of Occam's Razor, although Dinah sheds some doubt on this based on her own interpretation of her vague apocalyptic visions. Scenes from Taylor Prime's perspective confirm that Gamer Girl is behind the conspiracy; she's taking over the weakened New 52 one Earth at a time, and Taylor Prime is becoming increasingly uncomfortable with this. Taylor Prime's arm and her powers have been restored by "a Membrane", a Taylor in Gamer Girl's employ with powers like Panacea's. Defiant and the Secret Avengers seek the assistance of the Asgardians, only to discover that Loki has triggered with an S-class parahuman ability and overrun the realm; Defiant is captured and resigned to a fate worse than death. Hope is alienated from Kitty, who's disturbed to have been revived with her power and her life force weakened. Taylor Prime apparently escapes and defects to the heroes, warning that Gamer Girl is planning something terrible and needs to be stopped - but a final panel from her perspective, complete with HUD, reveals that this is in fact Gamer Girl in disguise. The extra materials section is another thread from Parahumans Online, this one showing how Earth Bet is getting along in the aftermath of the Gimel Arc.

#11: Devils That You Know. Published in October 2017; titled for a line from Samuel Taylor Coleridge's The Albatross. The disguised Gamer Girl explains that Gamer Girl has assumed control of Knowhere and rebuilt the Pegasus Device there; she intends to harness the massive power of the dead Celestial to produce the most dangerous weapon in existence. An army must be assembled to stop her as soon as possible. Tattletale suspects that she's an impostor, but Gamer Girl passes all of her tests, on account of being a blind spot, and having high INT and CHA levels. When hundreds of superheroes converge on Knowhere, they find the Pegasus Device they were told about - but also, floating near it, a Scion with a peculiar glow about him. Panic begins to spread; Gamer Girl immediately drops the act and cheerfully confesses that this was why she conquered the New 52 multiverse, in order to better fight Scion. The extra materials section consists of a letter written by Magneto 5205, accusing Professor X of staging the Scion/Gamer Girl crisis for his own ends, an accusation that is becoming increasingly absurd with every moment he spends writing it.

#12: Dust. Published in November 2017; titled for a line from Nietzsche's Thus Spoke Ecclesiastes. On Earth-5202, Captain Marvel informs the military of the emergence of Scion; she makes clear that he is a dangerous individual, but still presents the situation from a hopeful perspective. Afterwards, while she's heading to confront the threat, her suit, the symbiote Mar-Vell, apparently taking a more pessimistic view, reminds her that she is bound to honesty. Many superheroes, including the One For All, try and fail to kill Scion; Scion simply ignores this. Contessa shows up and demands that the Pegasus Device be shut down, but she is BTFOed by Gamer Girl. Gamer Girl is widely blamed for drawing a Scion to the New 52 setting; she isn't bothered by this, and configures the Pegasus Device to teleport Knowhere to Earth Bet, where Hope briefly meets Amy Dallon Prime, who is near the nadir of her mental health, which Hope finds relatable. Gamer Girl explains that her goal isn't merely to kill a Scion - something we already know to be possible - but rather to kill every Scion; she intends to harness whatever power is necessary to make Scion's death a "canon event", ensuring that it will recur in a supermajority of relevant worlds. The forces that Gamer Girl has messily assembled to fight on her behalf fall apart - or, really, never come together in the first place, because they don't accept her as a legitimate leader - and she chides them for their inexpedient disunity and hesitation, but remains steadfast that all is going according to plan. Scion finally makes his move, destroying the Pegasus Device with a single blast. Hope is closest to the epicenter of the explosion. Never having even settled into a place in her own world, she is flung through space and time. The extra materials section includes schematics for the Pegasus Device drawn up by a firm called Fortress Construction in the early 2000s; the megaproject (which forebodingly seems to run on something like human sacrifice) is hastily ended when the engineers realize it's a potentially larger threat to the human race than the problem it was meant to solve (Scion).

Fortress Construction Arc:

#13: Hope. Published in December 2017; titled for a line from Dante Alighieri's Paradise Lost, famously posing hope as the last curse imposed during the Fall of Man. Hope arrives in Brockton Bay, circa 2009, about a year before the start of Worm Turns' story; the explosion of the Pegasus Device has opened up a tear in spacetime and spun up a new iteration of Earth Bet - termed Earth Bet-2 - and its satellite Earths. Hope quickly encounters Lung, who attempts to forcibly recruit her despite her ethnic ambiguity; she flees and barely loses his trail. The next morning, Hope is chased by an angry mob of civilians who associate her with Ziz due to her beautiful angelic form, reminding her of the discrimination she faced as a mutant back at home. She is rescued and informally adopted by a kind stranger, Paul Braganca, a PRT image consultant who uses his secret parahuman abilities to make side cash as a rogue photographer under the name Tabloid. (This character was subtly foreshadowed throughout several extra materials sections earlier in Destination Agreement.) On behalf of her new parahuman friends, Hope strives to make this new Worm Turns timeline a happier one - and, promisingly, Doctor Mother notes that Scion has suddenly disappeared. The extra materials section contains Hope's applications to the top three mutant schools of Earth-5210: the Xavier Institute, UA, and the Whateley Academy; they further paint the picture of her as an immensely powerful girl who has nonetheless led a deeply troubled life.

#14: Live In A Desert. Published in January 2018; titled for a line from Dürrenmatt's Under Western Eyes. Paul encourages Hope to join the Wards, which she gently but firmly turns down; like an idealized version of Taylor, she is at once too skeptical of authority and too ambitious for this. Instead, she seeks to unite Brockton Bay's heroes, the Undersiders included, a plan which Coil is obviously not keen on. Hope and Coil come into further conflict with one another as Hope investigates Fortress Construction, hoping to find out more about the Pegasus Device and her current situation. Coil attempts to enslave Hope, a plan she easily outmaneuvers. Hope attempts to recruit Amy and Victoria to the new superhero team she's setting up, Pantheon. Victoria, who is being manipulated by Coil, takes this very poorly, and repeatedly threatens, insults, and generally bullies Hope; Hope, using her psychic powers, deduces that Victoria has been gradually brainwashing Amy using her aura, and that this was responsible for Amy Prime's terrible lot in life. Victoria is enraged by the accusation, attempts to kill Hope, fails, and is promptly sent to the Birdcage because of the stigma against Master/Strangers. Hope bonds with the new timeline's Amy, to some extent romantically, and Pantheon really starts to get off the ground as a concept. Tattletale Prime arrives in the new timeline a few days later than Hope did, and immediately contacts Cauldron by repeating "door me" over and over. (This is a misunderstanding of the plot point from the original Worm Turns, in which "door me" was a protocol introduced only for Gold Morning.) Cauldron is eager for her answers on why their model of the future is suddenly falling apart. The extra materials section contains an essay by Natasha Romanova 5248 on the inevitable solitude of death.

#15: Walk On Water. Published in February 2018; titled for a line from Jim Steinman's song Simple And Clean (written for Bonnie Tyler). Hope's plans come to fruition and she starts to clean up Brockton Bay. Young Tinker heroine Redoubt is saved from her original timeline death at the hands of young Empire Eighty-Eight villainess Razorwire; in the new timeline, Redoubt is recruited to Pantheon and Razorwire is sent to prison. Kaiser disappears mysteriously, presumed to have skipped town. Taylor's original trigger event is averted (although she later shows up with the same bug powers, as a Pantheon member, without explanation) and her bullies are punished, Shadow Stalker included. Coil is unmasked and sent to the Birdcage; the Undersiders, too, defect to Pantheon. Under Tattletale Prime's guidance, even the serious heroic authorities are willing to deal with Pantheon under reasonable terms. Seeing how much better things are getting, Leviathan attacks Brockton Bay way ahead of schedule, and it is still a terrible disaster - but Spider-Man 5201 shows up, catches him by surprise, and webs him in place; Armsmaster lands the killing blow. All-in-all, a much better day than it was in the original timeline. The extra materials section contains excerpts from yet another Parahumans Online thread - this time, a vintage one - in which the public expresses amazement at how much Hope is getting done, and so fast, too.

#16: Do Not Go Gentle. Published in April 2018; titled for a line from Tennyson's The Charge Of The Light Brigade. Coil arrives in the Birdcage, quite frazzled to be dealing with more than his own two timelines; there, he discovers that Glory Girl has killed Ingenue and replaced her as a women's cell block leader. Spider-Man commends Hope for her leadership ability; these canon foreigners meet with the top brass of Cauldron, who have very little idea what's going on, and with Tattletale Prime, who has somewhat more idea what's going on, but is going loopy from the fourth-wall awareness. Afterwards, they are captured by Bonesaw, who has even more idea what's going on, but is Bonesaw. Bonesaw is fascinated by mutants because they clearly have a different power source than parahumans, and even moreso by Spider-Man, who's something else. She kills Panacea to force Hope to revive her. She's idly pondering making Spider-Man more spiderlike, or splicing Kaiser together with Magneto, when she's killed, along with much of the rest of the Nine, by Wolverine. (Taylor kills Jack, though.) There is something of a time skip; we are to understand that this encounter with the Nine was the last crisis for many years, during which the world just seemed to improve and improve. Then, Gamer Girl showed up in the new timeline, just as it was about to catch up with the old one. The extra materials section contains an old interview with an outed teen Peter Parker, in which he lays out his famous heroic ethic, "with great power comes great responsibility"; metatextually, it's being posed in opposition to Worm Turns' cynical view of the same.

#17: Strike The Sun. Published in June 2018; titled for a line from Ernest Hemingway's Moby-Dick. Gamer Girl catches the new timeline's Taylor alone and explains her backstory. Gamer Girl was a Taylor who received her powers at a fairly young age, after a night of bad dreams. An idealistic young girl and an avid gamer granted gaming-themed superpowers, she started a revolutionary hero team with Uber, Leet, Alpha (Greg Veder), and Sparky (Sparky). Parallels with Hope abound. They were largely successful at incrementally improving (their version of) Earth Bet, in which they were shining beacons of classically idealistic heroism, but then Gold Morning happened, and the team wasn't prepared; Gamer Girl had barely reached a fraction of her true potential as a gamer. She was the team's only survivor, and then only because her power granted her a limited number of extra lives. With the known multiverse devastated and little hope of defeating Scion, Gamer Girl used an experimental one-use piece of Leet tech to escape to an entirely different region of the multiverse - a dystopian version of Earth Bet ruled by a villain organization known as the Society, whose leader Gamer Girl would eventually discover was "another Taylor", an older one, born into the first generation of parahumans. After infiltrating the Society, Gamer Girl would go on to kill the villainous Taylor that ran it and assumed its resources for herself; with a special focus on technological research, she would actually kill that Earth's version of Scion. But still, she wasn't satisfied - this was just one Scion in an infinite multiverse, and it wasn't even the one that had destroyed her last world and killed her team. So she took to exploring the larger multiverse; she converted the Society into the "Tower of Taylors", shedding most of its other parahuman members and replacing them with multiversal versions of Taylor Hebert. She killed other versions of Scion, until it stopped feeling like such a great challenge. Thinking much like a worm herself, she looked for out-of-context tools that might solve the problem of Scion once and for all; finally, she found the Marvel multiverse and learned there about the physics of canon. The Pegasus Device is a terribly inefficient way to traverse the multiverse - but it's perfect for manipulating Scion and manipulating canon. Indeed, Gamer Girl says, her plan to lure Scion to the perfect metaversal killing ground is still unfolding - and with that, Scion appears again, for the first time in years, in the skies of Earth Bet-2. The extra materials section contains analysis of several Taylors by Gamer Girl's lieutenant the Administrator, a Taylor with the power to perceive shards. The Administrator is quite self-conscious that her power is least useful where it's most desired, studying mysterious non-shard sources of power, like Gamer Girl herself, who the Administrator speculates on at some length.

#18: Despair. Published in August 2018; titled for a line from Albert Einstein's The World As I See It. Cauldron panics at the reemergence of Scion, and begins to put in motion plans to create a superweapon able to stop him, collaborating with Fortress Construction. Multiple versions of Reed Richards assist, along with other leading Tinkers and Thinkers. Cauldron attempts to enlist the help of String Theory from inside the Birdcage as well, but Glory Girl's intransigence slows negotiations, and it's rendered a moot point when Scion's first strike on the Earth obliterates the Birdcage from orbit. Hope angsts about how difficult it's become to command the respect of her team, now that she's spent the last few years not aging, but Paul reassures her in a fatherly way that she's better-suited for leadership than she knows. As Scion's assault on Earth grows more and more intense, it seems that Cauldron won't have time to build their proposed superweapon, but Hope tries to hold on to something that Gamer Girl said years ago - back in issue twelve - indicating that some timelines had accomplished similar feats. She's in the midst of gathering up Pantheon to evacuate to another Earth when Gamer Girl shows up, and kidnaps Hope. She leaves the portal open behind her, and heroes follow her through, starting with a team composed of Spider-Man 5201 (who has mastered his parahuman ability over his time on Earth Bet-2), Black Widow 5248, Amy Prime, and the Taylor and Amy of Earth Bet-2. They are shocked by what they find on the other side - the Tower of Taylors, a densely-populated city inhabited primarily by alternate versions of Taylor Hebert recruited by Gamer Girl. The extra materials section contains a diary entry from Amy Prime in which she contemplates the state of Earth Bet-2, seeing how much better her life could have turned out and wavering on whether her takeaway from this should be positive or negative.

Tower Of Taylors Arc:

#19: Hell. Published in October 2018; titled for the iconic line from David Mamet's play No Exit. We open with a classic "one more time"-style flashback in which an alternate version of Taylor Hebert triggers inside the locker. In the midst of her trigger event, the goddess Arachne intervenes, she is bitten by a radioactive spider, and she becomes her Earth's one and only Spider-Taylor. Gamer Girl eventually shows up and recruits her, and by the present day she is on the leadership council of the Tower of Taylors (though of course Gamer Girl's the only one with any real authority). Our heroes try to suss out the operational structure of the Tower of Taylors; every panel is fucking crammed with little easter egg Taylors the audience will never know anything about. It becomes apparent that there's a minority population there of "guests", people Taylor Hebert is close to, usually Amy or Lisa; the other heroes are able to pose as guests of Earth Bet-2's Taylor. They discover and fall in with a group of misfit Taylors, dysfunctional underground rebels who are incompatible with the Tower's structure, including Tankie (a revolutionary Marxist Taylor who can turn into an army's worth of tanks), Elytra (a Taylor who triggered in a cluster with an Amy and a Victoria), and Owlet (a Taylor with an Alexandria package and an Electra complex). They're easily able to open up more portals to let in more of their allies from Earth Bet-2, but realize that in principle they should have an equally easy time contacting universes they'd previously been cut off from, like the New 52 multiverse. They're able to establish communications with heroes who stayed behind, but when they try to actually open portals there, they run into a complication; the portals don't lead where they're supposed to. From the Tower of Taylors' control room, Gamer Girl smugly explains that she has rerouted the Tower's dimensional perimeter to run through "a Ragnarok", one of the Earths that the worms use to store Endbringers before their formal deployment. Gamer Girl also casually reveals that she has a backup Pegasus Device within the Tower Of Taylors itself. The extra materials section consists of excerpted threads from Parataylors Online, a modified PHO server run by and for the Tower of Taylors.

#20: Human Frailty. Published in January 2019; titled for a line from Robert Browning's play Ion. Squirrel Girl has defeated every Endbringer; Cocacolaman bursts through the dimensional barrier cutting off the Tower of Taylors from unauthorized access (oh yeah!!!). Forces from Earth Bet-2 and the New 52 multiverse converge into an army that advances up the Tower, towards the control room at the top and the backup Pegasus Device there. When they arrive there (pages of tiresome fighting later), Gamer Girl explains that the Pegasus Device, which is currently warming up, is powered by "outside context people" - people with superpowers beyond the ken of shards. She has seven such subjects strapped into the machine, two of whom, Spider-Taylor and Hope, we're already familiar with. The others are Tether (the Spider-Girl from a world where it was one of Taylor's bullies who got bitten), Concerned Citizen (a Taylor whose shard was killed and hollowed out by a legendary Skrull assassin), Apeiron (a Brocktonite who stumbled upon and bonded with a powerful Asgardian artifact), Spurt (another gamer, an arbitrary Merchant goon - Gamer Girl derisively notes that "he has [her] powers but not [her] memories"), and an unnamed magical girl version of Taylor (whose design is likely intended as a background reference to Lilly Akemi, Anna Kendrick's character from Madoka). Iron Man Prime rescues Hope, to which Gamer Girl shrugs and shoves Spider-Man 5233 (Miguel O'Hara) into the machine instead - she was essentially surrounded by her designated prey at that point. Fully powered up, the Pegasus Device drains the life force from its charges to produce an interdimensional beacon; a Scion crashes into the Tower of Taylors. The extra materials section consists of a cryptic text conversation between a teenager and her mother; the girl promises to be home safe in a timely fashion.

#21: Winning Move. Published in March 2019; titled for a line from Isaac Asimov's War Games. A second Scion has hit the south side of the Tower of Taylors. All Scions from across the multiverse are converging on this point, relaying the signal and merging with one another to form a single superior Meta-Scion with full multiversal awareness (the glowing version of Scion we've been seeing throughout much of Destination Agreement up to this point). Gamer Girl's plan has fully come to fruition; she now has a shot at all of the multiverse's Scions; numerous heroes from both Worm Turns and the broader Marvel multiverse tell her that this was idiotic, and she does not believe them or care. It sinks in for Dinah that this is the increasingly-inevitable end of the multiverse she's long seen coming. From Meta-Scion's perspective, we see that the sheer scale of the real multiverse is a shock to him; with access to all of space and time, he begins experimenting with the Marvel multiverse hoping to find a solution to entropy there. In the process, he retroactively creates the limited New 52 multiverse, ensuring his own existence in a self-generating time loop; he also manipulates events in the New 52 multiverse to his satisfaction - for example, tripping Quicksilver so he'll fall down the stairs to his death before he could become an established figure on Earth-5201. Meta-Scion attempts to resurrect his partner, but is dismayed to learn that she is still beyond his reach because her death was a canon event. He also learns, to his horror, that there is in fact a deific personification of entropy, Lady Death, who he meets in her abstract realm. Death explains to Meta-Scion that his quest is hopeless as entropy cannot be defeated; all mortals eventually go to the same place, all systems eventually reach thermodynamic equilibrium, all art eventually is subsumed into slop. (okay that last part is my commentary) Meta-Scion angrily attempts to physically kill Death, but she simply chides him for interacting with the metaphor on the wrong level and dismisses him. This beat would perhaps be more effective if Death had not in fact been subdued or defeated in many earlier storylines, or if immortality was not an extremely achievable goal in the setting. The extra materials section consists of the promotional cover for the final issue of The Curse Of The Pale Fire; the promotional blurbs inform us that all things must come to an end, and talk around the unfortunate authorial circumstances that we know from Worm Turns led to that end.

#22: A Hundred Battles. Published in May 2019; titled for a line from Sun Tzu's The Art Of War. In the collapsing Tower of Taylors, the heroes continue to search for a way to kill or at least affect Meta-Scion, and they are systematically taken apart - particularly as Meta-Scion is eager to take out his frustrations on them. Most of the issue is a boring, cringey, and much action-heavier retread of Gold Morning featuring Marvel characters. Brian (from Earth Bet-2) shows up leading a Pantheon subteam of reformed villains that Tattletale semi-sarcastically refers to as "Grue's ex-Nazi harem". Theo Anders attempts to hit on a Mossad agent and is rebuffed. Meta-Scion is particularly irritated by the collective efforts of the various Taylors gathered by Gamer Girl; he considers merging them into a single Meta-Taylor who could take the place of his partner, but quickly decides against it and instead unleashes an attack that kills every Taylor Hebert throughout the multiverse - every single one of them thinks, nearly in sync, "we're all so very small in the end", in their final moments before melting into meat. Hope manages to revive one, and only one, of them, and it turns out to coincidentally be Taylor Prime. Oddly, though, there's one other survivor of this Taylor-eliminating attack - it's Gamer Girl; Meta-Scion has to manually still her gamer powers, and then mortally wounds her. As Gamer Girl lies dying, she's approached by the Secret Avengers; she looks up, sees Deadpool's face, and cries out her name in shock: "Gwen... Gwendolyn Poole?!? I was you... I was you!" A kaleidoscopic flashback shows us that when, across countless slight variations of mundane reality, young comics fan Gwen Poole was struck and killed by a truck (distracted by something - maybe a comic, maybe a text, maybe a video game), her soul was sent to countless different spots throughout the multiverse - most of them becoming insignificant animals or otherwise winding up in doomed situations, some of them regenerating as the Deadpool we all know and love, and one of them waking up in the body of a young Taylor Hebert with mysterious gaming-themed superpowers. In the present, Deadpool absorbs her alternate self as she dies, acquiring her memories and feeling more whole. Deadpool's origins had always been pretty clearly implied, but she never liked thinking about them, and this issue was actually the first time that they were ever actually shown per se. Gamer Girl being an alternate version of Gwen Poole inserted into Taylor's life, on the other hand, came completely out of left field, but it's permanently stuck to Deadpool's character ever since; her plots now frequently revolve around searching for errant versions of herself to assimilate and grappling with her trauma and identity. In any case, Meta-Scion continues to tear the multiverse apart. The extra materials section contains an auto-transcribed conversation between Iron Man Prime, Armsmaster-2, and Dragon-2 in which he admits that he's beginning to crack under the strain of the multiversal drama in which he's embroiled; he's not even sure who he's supposed to be anymore or if that's even a meaningful question given the vastness of reality.

#23: Only One Will Survive. Published in July 2019; titled for the chorus of Sheb Wooley's song The Ultimate Showdown. Meta-Scion keeps killing heroes and God it's so fucking boring, writing this is draining the figurative life out of me. Static 5202 down. Kid Win Prime, deceased. Loki 5240 deceased. Moonstone 5202 deceased. Et cetera et cetera, it just keeps going and going. So anyway eventually, at the multiverse's darkest hour, Spider-Man 5201 receives a major powerup from the joint efforts of Professor X 5210, Mantis 5210, some Wanda Maximoffs, some Amy Dallons, Good Girl (a compliant version of Bonesaw that Gamer Girl had kept on tap), and a Galvanate for some reason. Spider-Man then consolidates Meta-Scion down into a single approximately-human form and beats him to death with a length of PVC pipe, to everyone's delight. The sheer energy released by the death of Meta-Scion generates a single wish-granting Cosmic Cube, which selects Hope as its host and floats over to her. When she touches it, she ascends to another plane of existence where she's a deified cosmic figure; Hope chooses to kill both worms in deep space before they ever arrive on Earth, strangling one over her head and crushing the other underfoot. She consequently unmakes the events of both Worm Turns and Destination Agreement up to this point. She also unmakes the entire New 52 multiverse, becoming retroactively responsible for the Marvel Rebirth initiative. The extra materials section contains a funeral program for Gwendolyn Poole.

#24: Life Bends Down. Published in December 2019; titled for a line from T. S. Eliot's The Magic Goes Away. In the post-Rebirth Marvel continuity, few are able to remember the events of Destination Agreement, but some can. Iron Man Prime and Ant-Man Prime have finally returned home, and commiserate about the horrors they experienced in their multiversal misadventure. Spider-Man 5201, along with some of the other surviving New 52 Spider-Men, settle into the larger Spider Society, reflecting on how it's more like the Tower of Taylors than the more intimate Spider Society they once knew. They also gear up for yet another interdimensional war, as Earth-191 (Marvel's classic "evil Earth", in which the Confederacy won the Civil War and its leadership eventually evolved into a much more powerful version of Hydra) begins making aggressive power plays. Tattletale - now part of the Secret Avengers alongside Deadpool - reflects on her complex relationship with Taylor, and how they ultimately grew apart from one another. Deadpool, who is herself reflecting on what she learned about herself throughout Destination Agreement, comforts Tattletale, who will become a regular in her future storylines; Tattletale turns to the reader and announces that she's at least glad to be living in a proper superhero setting now and not whatever grimdark edgefest she was originally created for. Taylor Prime has been returned to her home on Earth Aleph, where she mentors a young Aleph-based Peter Parker who has just become his world's Spider-Man; this plot hook will only ever be given incidental background references (at most) in future Spider Society storylines. Everyone wonders what became of Hope. We see a single bespoke world that she created: an idealized version of Earth Bet without superpowers or Endbringers or anything of the sort. At a coffee shop run by (versions of) Fortuna and Rebecca Costa-Brown, a group of college-aged friends gather. Taylor, Lisa, Amy, Vista, Dinah, and (a human version of) Hope are present; Aisha - who has thus far neither appeared nor explicitly been mentioned in Destination Agreement - is said to be running late. Everyone seems to be leading more-or-less their best lives - until suddenly and out of nowhere a cosmic event happens - something streaking through the sky - and people start collapsing and painfully mutating to receive superpowers, Hope in particular being most heavily affected, reacquiring the angelic form we associate with her. We see that this is the (apparently-well-intentioned?) action of Ajak Celestia, the Marvel multiverse's benevolent God figure, as she passes Earth. The extra materials section is just a panicked text from Aisha or some shit. We never seriously revisit this Earth again in any subsequent Marvel media and thank fucking God for that. I regret to inform you that Hope will return in Quantumania Revisited.

WORM TURNS (HBO)

What can one say about Damon Lindelof? The origins of his television career are obscure; from 1999 to 2004 he only had minor writing credits on a handful of now-forgotten soaps. He only really received attention when he got a chance to work with his idol J. J. Abrams as a cocreator and showrunner on Cube, an existential drama about a number of strangers who mysteriously awaken in a vast and deadly industrial labyrinth.

Cube was often cited as the greatest television program of all time until its conclusion in 2010, which was widely deemed "stupid and insulting"; in retrospect Cube is now understood as the basic case for Abrams' "mystery box" writing pathology, his instincts to introduce setups specifically to drive audience investment without any plans to appropriately pay them off later. Cube-like mystery boxes would define Abrams' disastrous Avatar sequel trilogy. Lindelof does seem in retrospect to have been one of the better writers associated with Cube, but he has been repeatedly accused of creating a hostile or even racist work environment for the show's cast, something he has himself acknowledged and attributed to his inexperience in the industry at that time. Lindelof was also, during his work on Cube, among the industry's first showrunners to start an official daily podcast discussing the show's production process.

After Cube, Lindelof was in very high demand. He continued to work with Abrams - for example, co-producing his rebooted There And Back Again franchise - but also pursued a more eclectic set of prominent projects throughout the early 2010s, including co-writing or co-producing credits on The Tenth Kingdom (the Twitter-beloved overlong fairytale soap opera), Fingerprints Of The Gods (a critically-panned movie about ancient aliens), Nakatomi (the first of the Die Hard prequels), The Last Of Us (has roughly nothing in common with the book except for the Zionism), and Starchaser (legendary Brad Bird flop).

Lindelof's most important project from this period was the grim and cerebral Happening, a three-season HBO drama about a mysterious event that causes suicide - and particularly inexplicable mass suicide - to become the leading global cause of death. Happening had middling ratings throughout its 2014-2017 run, but an extremely dedicated fanbase, and it cemented the reputation Lindelof was trying to cultivate as a thinking man's showrunner.

HBO had long been pursuing some type of television adaptation of Worm Turns, ever since it became clear that the films wouldn't be continuing. They first announced that they were going forward with a Worm Turns show in late 2015, but at that point, Zack Snyder was still attached to the project, which was intended to be a straight adaptation of the graphic novel. Budgetary concerns proved prohibitive, though, Snyder was constantly busy, and in early 2017 he left the project, so Lindelof was brought onboard as the show's visionary creator. This was formally announced on September 20th, 2017, the day after he'd begun writing the pilot.

It was only a few months later, in an open letter dated May 22nd, 2018, that Lindelof clarified that he intended to produce his own sequel to Worm Turns, not an adaptation or reboot. (Confusingly, the show was still simply called Worm Turns, requiring frequent fandom disambiguation; it's termed "HBO's Worm Turns" somewhat more frequently than "Damon Lindelof's Worm Turns".) The response to this letter was deeply mixed. Fans had long been desperate for a complete adaptation of Worm Turns, a wish that Lindelof simply dismissed, pointing out that the graphic novel would always be the definitive version of the story. However, the premise of a continuation of the story was appealing - particularly for those dissatisfied with the ongoing Destination Agreement, which Lindelof wisely disregarded for his story - and Lindelof had thoroughly demonstrated his talent for writing with sociological and psychological insight in Happening. Lindelof also sent a copy of this letter to Alan Moore, who would report years later that he had been disgusted by its mewling, "neurotic" tone and responded with a firmly-worded demand to never contact him again, along with a reiteration of his abiding disgust for the morality of the comics industry and a total disownment of all material he'd lost the rights to.

According to Lindelof, he had always been a superfan of Worm Turns, to the point of obsessively poring over the pages of The Worm Turns Companion for the little details Moore hadn't found a way to incorporate into the story proper. He was deeply impressed by the setting's themes of trauma and mental health, and believed that they were more relevant in the (first) Trump administration than ever before. However, he felt morally obligated, given the needs of the times, to update these themes to be more sensitive and socially responsible; he took particular interest in Victoria Dallon (Glory Girl), a character he had always felt Moore did wrong by, a feeling cemented by the dawn of the #MeToo era. Lindelof slowly came to the conclusion that Victoria would be a worthier Worm Turns protagonist than Taylor, and was ideal for the story he wanted to tell, particularly with a diverse supporting cast to round out her perspective. He opted to reimagine Victoria as a "cape nerd", choosing to ignore or reinterpret the comic's understated gestures at a dumb blonde archetype.

Filming lasted more than a year, wrapping up in June of 2019 - less than two months before the series premiered. The star-studded cast - which deliberately featured no overlap with Snyder's Worm Turns, to avoid the show being understood as a sequel to the film specifically - included Emma Roberts as Victoria Dallon, Tatiana Maslany as Ashley Stillons, and Nicole Maines as Sveta; Mark Rylance was particularly praised for his featured performance as Teacher. The show was promoted by a retro-throwback ARG that hinted at some of its plotlines, but it would eventually be forgotten, overshadowed by the show itself. Worm Turns came out to eighteen episodes, each about an hour in length.

Right around the premiere of Worm Turns in August 2019, Damon Lindelof was embroiled in controversy, albeit of a quite sympathetic sort: after the release of the trailer for his political thriller film Distrust - which involved teenagers being locked in a school and forced to kill one another - a conspiracy theory emerged among idiot MAGA Tumblr that it was intended to promote school shootings, and thereby gun control. This moral panic made it all the way to President Trump, who publicly demanded that the film be banned; Universal caved and delayed it by several months - initially leaving it ambiguous whether they'd release it at all - coincidentally coinciding with the start of the COVID pandemic and meaning that it made approximately no money. None of this directly impacted the release of Worm Turns, but it did cast a shadow over it.

Worm Turns (HBO) was critically lauded for its important message on trauma, recovery, and structural oppression; it substantially accelerated the trend of concepts from therapy entering common conversational usage, particularly among other television writers. In her end-of-year review for 2019, former US presidential candidate Hillary Clinton stated that Worm Turns was one of a handful of serialized dramas in 2019 equivalent to the best of cinema, alongside Frasier, The Egg, and Amazon's animated adaptation of Gail Simone's The Boys, another piece of superhero media with strong feminist themes. The show started to pick up its own fandom which was often entirely disjoint from fans of the original story - in fact, the original story was usually treated as completely extraneous. The Digg Topic for Worm Turns, years after the release of the show, consisted primarily of HBO-show-related content, and most users advised that the original graphic novel was strictly optional and preferably skipped in order to get to the show faster. My best friend, who had not previously been exposed to Worm Turns, was assigned to watch the show in his college class on media representation of mental healthcare, and his professor, a fan of the show, had the same advice for him.

Of course, others took a less positive outlook. For the most part, they demonstrated in their bad-faith criticisms that they were trolls who'd never understood Worm Turns to begin with; complaints that Lindelof's version was "too political" were common with a certain crowd. A few Vimeo shock-jocks put out videos with titles like "WOKE TURNS" and attempted to farm outrage about the show. Over time, though, a somewhat more nuanced left-wing critique of Lindelof's Worm Turns would emerge, one that highlighted its more neoliberal or copaganda qualities. As much as people want to praise Worm Turns by saying it was prescient in its depiction of a right-wing populist movement questioning election results and attempting a coup, a lot of the show really has aged remarkably poorly politically in the years since it came out. As one superficial but telling example, the show attempts to make a background character (admittedly a child) relatable and sympathetic by establishing her as a devoted fan of the fictional fantasy series The Good Witch Azura, an obvious Luz Noceda stand-in. The phrase "fake news" is used 184 times throughout Worm Turns.

Worm Turns' ending was one minor source of controversy when it aired, though really it was a tempest in a teapot, something mostly mocked by the altright trolls. In interviews after the fact, Lindelof addressed this particular point, saying that the Cornfield was intended ambiguously, but in his view was a clear metaphor for the need to eventually cut toxic people out of your life. He also established that, while HBO had the rights to continue the show if they wished, he personally felt that it was a complete standalone story and would not be involved in any such continuation.

101 - You Can Try To Hide But You Know That I Will Find You. Aired on August 18th, 2019; titled for a line from Rodgers and Hammerstein's groundbreaking musical Next To Normal, which features prominently in the episode and the series as a whole. Two years after Gold Morning, in an unnamed hastily-constructed megalopolis that looks suspiciously like an unmodified pre-apocalyptic US city, Victoria Dallon has been returned to human form - not, as was implied in the original Worm Turns, euthanized. She acts as a squad captain for the Patrol Block, a youth peacekeeping militia that's become one of several lesser successors to the PRT. Her unit is sent to watch over the grand public reveal of a new superhero team, the Norfair Neighborhood Heroes, at the local community theatre, as one of their members, ex-villain Fume Hood, is a source of substantial controversy. As some predicted, the theatre is attacked by a group of mercenary villains, and Victoria is forced to reveal her powers in response, repeatedly flashing back to her old cape career; Fume Hood is shot by a bystander anyway. Some mysterious figures, who are soon revealed to be the therapy group, watch this battle from afar. Victoria is fired from the Patrol Block for revealing her powers, although it's extremely dubious that they wouldn't have already been common knowledge, given that she was using her own name and Worm Turns clearly established that she had no secret identity. Upon accepting an invitation to a family reunion, Victoria is retraumatized when she learns that her mother has invited Amy as well; she flees immediately and we learn that her power has never recovered from the abuse she suffered, as her forcefield has been permanently reshaped to her colossal mutilated form. Victoria searches for a new job, but she's met with anti-parahuman sentiment, and when she specifically searches for a job as a superhero (to her chagrin) she's met with ableism surrounding her history of institutionalization. (One interview actually almost gets somewhere, but they throw her right into the deep end of the pool and turn her off - Victoria watches more than a hundred greedy civilians get killed by a "broken trigger" and is unable to really help, similar to one of the plot hooks in the original comic's final issue, The Conqueror Worm.) Eventually, Victoria reconnects with her long-time therapist, Dr. Jessica Yamada, who's delighted to see how improved her condition is post-Gold-Morning. Jessica has a favor to ask - she wants Victoria to consult with a therapy group she's been running that's developed a concerning plan to form their own youth superhero team together. Victoria agrees to this, meets with the group, and introduces herself, unloading some of her own trauma in the process. There's also a comical interlude with an eccentric academic (clearly caricaturing Jordan Peterson) implied, but not stated, to be the dean of Nilles University, which rejected Victoria's application; he pontificates with a group of yes-man underlings about how to apply the theory of literary criticism to the events of Gold Morning, clearly quite detached from the actual survival conditions facing the majority of the city's fifty-million-strong population.

102 - All The King's Horses And All The King's Men. Aired on August 25th, 2019; titled for the traditional drinking song Humpty Dumpty. In a series of flashbacks interspersed throughout the episode, we get insight into the depressing conditions of Victoria's life in the asylum post-Sorry I Could Not Travel Both. In the present, Victoria gets to know Jessica's therapy group through a number of additional sessions. Sveta, she's already familiar with; they were best friends in the parahuman asylum, but much like Victoria, her conditions have substantially improved since, as her dangerous tentacled Case 53 form is now encased in a prosthetic human body. Kenzie is an eleven-year-old camera Tinker with severe attachment issues, Chris a standoffish Changer with an overly complicated set of rules around his power, and Ashley one of the many cloned Slaughterhouse Nine members ("Damsel of Distress"). Tristan and Byron are collectively Capricorn, a Case 70 - a type of power-generated interdimensionally-situated conjoined twins - who are stuck together in a single body, Tristan an extroverted and vaguely sociopathic charmer, and Byron a repressed and reclusive nerd who doesn't really want to go along with the whole superhero team idea. Victoria recognizes Tristan as the missing Gabriel from the Norfair Community Theatre's rehearsal for Next To Normal; he confesses that Kenzie's Tinker-gathered intelligence warned him just in time of the impending attack, and so he steered clear. There's also Rain, a cluster cape whose clustermates (parahumans who triggered at the same time with a similar grab bag of powers) are desperate to kill him in revenge for something unspecified, a fate he feels on some level he deserves. They all cope in their own ways with their dysfunctional relationships with their shards; Victoria has long since adopted a schema of personas like the "warrior monk" for this purpose, while the rest of the group is more inclined to semi-flippantly invoke Lizzie, the classic Stephen King novel about a girl who develops a psychic alter ego to get through the tribulations of middle school. Victoria tests the group's ability to work together as a parahuman team with a game of capture-the-flag, and then takes them to the Wardens HQ, where she reveals that, contra Yamada, she actually supports their heroic ambitions, fully understanding the risks but believing regardless that it's essentially prosocial. Afterwards, Victoria has a tense meeting with Tattletale - who actually arranged the Norfair Community Theatre attack for her own inscrutable reasons- at Hollow Point, one of the main villain-friendly towns at the outskirts of the city; Tattletale tries to demoralize Victoria but she simply powers through it and asserts her desire to be a superhero again regardless.

103 - The Wretched Of The Earth. Aired on September 1st, 2019; titled for a line from L'Internationale. Victoria and the therapy group infiltrate Hollow Point, using Ashley - who already, after all, has an established villainous history - wired up with Kenzie tech. Ashley integrates into a gang led by a Brute named Beast Of Burden, and Victoria worries that her loyalties may be split - a concern that doesn't really survive close inspection. Really, Victoria is suspicious of the group as a whole - Jessica implied, or at least Victoria interpreted her as implying, that there was some specific member she thought was a potential problem or traitor, but practically every member seems like a strong candidate or such. Victoria frequently finds herself negatively polarized - for example, she gets much closer to Kenzie after an old team leader of hers from the Wards comes by and warns that she's "difficult to work with". She also closely follows the city's politics, as she's deeply disturbed that a leading mayoral candidate, Gary Nieves, seems to be riding a rising tide of reactionary anti-parahuman sentiment. The academic - the dean of Nilles? - ponders Gimel's tenuous relationships with the many alternate Earths, particularly Bet (the ruined homeland), Aleph (which no longer wants anything to do with Bet or Gimel), Cheit (an overpopulated theocratic Earth), and Shin (a locus of anti-parahuman sentiment due to the recent deposement of an unpopular parahuman government). He describes these Earths in flowery and mythopoetic but implicitly fascist terms. He gets stuck on the idea that Cheit is clearly superior to Gimel - more fruitful, more unified, more clear of purpose - and he insists that his least favorite intern play devil's advocate and make the opposite case. He promises that if he doesn't care for her argument after she's had time to prepare it, he'll terminate her contract and send her someplace "cold and dark with all the rest of them". The episode ends with Rain arriving at home, revealing that he's part of the Fallen, a rapidly-growing parahuman-led religious cult.

104 - Gardening Earthly Delights. Aired on September 8th, 2019; titled as a play on Thomas Kinkade's esoteric religious painting series The Garden Of Earthly Delights, which features prominently in the episode; Mama Mathers is obsessed with it and uses it to decorate her den. This episode is largely told from Rain's perspective, and dives deeper into his history, his powers, his life with the Fallen, and his character. We see the sheer abusive fundie trailer-park misery of Rain's family and community; his likeliest prospect is an arranged marriage with his cousin, unless he can impress the leadership enough to be assigned a higher-status match - but even with powers, he's personally seen as disappointing and weak. Every night at a specific time, Rain and his cluster - Snag (who was involved in the theatre attack), Cradle, and Love Lost - are compelled by their powers to sleep, entering a pseudo-dream-state where they relive one another's trigger events and then enter a "dream room" where they can communicate with one another and trade bits of power. (According to The Worm Turns Companion, every cluster has some kind of bespoke gimmick, although this is a relatively ham-handed implementation of the concept that's trying to do everything at once, like one of the diagrams in atlases that shows you every single type of terrain.) The cluster holds Rain responsible for their collective trigger; as a formal induction into the Fallen when he "came of age" (at 13), he was assigned to guard the door during a terrorist arson attack on a shopping mall. We see in flashbacks that shortly after the cluster trigger, Rain fell deeper into adherence to the apocalyptic Fallen dogma, and used the dream room to further insult and provoke his clustermates, deepening their already-strong grudge against him. It was only after court-ordered therapy with Jessica Yamada that he began to deprogram himself and fully feel remorse for what he was involved in. Through Victoria's increasingly kinetic investigations into Hollow Point, Rain learns that his clustermates are planning to lead an army of villains to destroy the Fallen compound and kill him; because Rain's senses are compromised by Mama Mathers, the Fallen's powerful Master/Stranger leader, this information is immediately leaked to the Fallen themselves, who begin preparations to take advantage of the chaos and turn the attack into a three-way battle between the Fallen, Hollow Point, and the Wardens. Rain is rewarded for this with a reprieve from Mama's surveillance and Erin's hand in marriage, but he turns Erin down - pointlessly condemning her to a vastly worse marriage arrangement - and makes a call to a mysterious third party requesting that they extract him.

105 - Mankind Is Being Purged. Aired on September 15th, 2019; titled for a line from the original Worm Turns - Tattletale's description of what the Fallen believe. The big damn Fallen raid happens; we finally get to see the Wardens in action (or at least some of the lesser ones). The Fallen reveal that they've expanded to include six branches, one for each of the Endbringers and one for Khepri. Rain's left-field ally is March, the manic but ultracompetent leader of a band of miscellaneous cluster capes who's become an expert in shard dynamics. (March is a character native to The Worm Turns Companion; one of Foil's clustermates.) Kenzie kills Mama Mathers (this is fine, she had a kill order and everything), Rain kills Snag (this is pretty clear self-defense, but we later find out that the city's makeshift courts apparently don't feel the same way), and Ashley kills Beast of Burden (this is arguably self-defense, but really does illustrate that her power has fundamentally left her on a permanent hair-trigger). The heroes are largely successful in minimizing violence and subduing leading members of the Fallen, but it turns out that the entire fight was a distraction from a series of tinkertech bombings that have stranded the Wardens' headquarters - Jessica Yamada included - on an obscure unknown Earth. The academic is apparently not impressed with his intern's defense of the people of Earth Gimel, and takes away her consciousness - revealing himself to be Teacher, one of the most dangerous supervillains at large. He also casually reveals that he was responsible for arming the Fallen, as part of a larger play he was making against the Wardens, and that he's assumed control of most of Cauldron's old resources - Contessa possibly included. Trying to cool off from the events surrounding the Fallen, Victoria accepts an invitation to dinner with Kenzie, which goes terribly wrong when her parents attempt (badly) to poison her, claiming in their own defense that she'd blackmailed them into staying with her and playing house.

106 - Fearful Symmetry. Aired on September 22nd, 2019; titled for a line from Tyger Tyger, Burning Bright, a poem Lewis Carroll wrote for Alice's Adventures in Neverland. This episode has a very unusual, but subtle, gimmick; Lindelof was inspired by Sorry I Could Not Travel Both from the original Worm Turns. The episode makes heavy use of symmetry in both time and space; if you play the episode forwards and backwards side-by-side, then it'll be quite obvious that each shot lines up with its counterpart 1:1, exposing both visual and thematic parallels in a palindromic structure. Kenzie explains her history to Victoria in vivid detail, with her own holographic tinkertech as a visual aid. The parents she's blackmailed into living with her are indeed her own biological parents, but they were always abusive towards her; she still has a scar from the incident that got her placed in foster care. She triggered while stalking the first foster couple she clicked with, after the arrangement with them fell apart due to her severe undersocialization. Victoria vows to ensure the system does right by Kenzie, and talks her out of submitting manipulated footage to prevent Ashley from being sent to prison. In the city's makeshift parahuman prison, Ashley settles in and reflects on her past and her identity. The Wardens had long been running studies on her because of the fluidity of memories her shard had created with her original (pre-Slaughterhouse Nine) self. In her original life, she was a failure of a villain through and through, from the covert arrangement with the PRT to keep her out of trouble by sending her food to her forced recruitment into the Slaughterhouse Nine. The one high note was her participation in the "Boston Games" - a scramble for territory among villains in the Boston area, a few years before the events of the original Worm Turns - but even that ended in tragedy and failure. In the present, Ashley meets up with another version of herself in prison, one who never even considered a heroic path. Victoria learns that Kenzie's parents have been recruited by the anti-parahumans to scare the public with stories of a demonized version of their daughter; she decides to run interference by having the team appear on television to air their own narrative and provide some answers (albeit vague) about the events of Gold Morning, contrary to the post-Gold Morning norms in which superheroes aim to keep the public as far out of the loop as possible. Despite hostile interviewers, we get the impression that this might be a PR miracle; in the process, the therapy team is finally forced to settle on a name for themselves, "Breakthrough". Meanwhile, Ashley turns her own trigger event - more directly an incident of parental abuse - over and over in her head, along with its aftermath in which she accidentally killed her mother.

107 - O Brother, Where Art Thou? Aired on September 29th, 2019; titled after a fictitious novel from Nabokov's Sullivan's Travels. Sveta obsesses over the nigh-unanswerable question of who she was before Cauldron got to her, the little fragmentary pseudo-trigger memories of life in a fishing village. Victoria walks her through one of her own favorite meditation exercises when she feels unsure who she is: the Master/Stranger protocols, the PRT's guidelines for dealing with mind-altering opponents. Breakthrough investigates Marquis's personal criminal fiefdom and, though they manage to avoid meeting Amy in person, Victoria is disturbed by the degree to which Marquis sides with her version of events and enables her. Figuring that Victoria will sympathize, Tristan makes a veiled homophobic comment, but she immediately shuts it down, to his surprise and embarrassment. In a series of flashbacks interspersed throughout the episode, we see that, though their power inherently made them both miserable, Tristan was always the problem half of Capricorn, claiming to be an ally to his shy gay brother but consistently prioritizing himself, pushing through personal boundaries, and exploiting homophobic narratives. At the worst of it, Tristan faked Byron's death so he could take full control of their body and pursue a relationship with their conservative teammate Moonsong; however, with the help of Byron's friends Furcate and Reconciliation, he was caught and forced to recant not long before Gold Morning. Eventually, Breakthrough's investigation leads them to Goddess, the incredibly powerful exiled ruler of Earth Shin. (An interlude with Teacher makes clear that they're not on the right trail.) Despite Breakthrough's many precautions, Goddess instantly and smoothly assumes control of them mid-conversation; their motives now all revolve around what Goddess wants. There are hints that Victoria might be able to talk her way out of Goddess's control using the Master/Stranger protocols, but a more immediate and concrete boon comes when Tristan makes his regularly-scheduled swap to Byron - whose face immediately takes on a look of panic, as he was the only member of Breakthrough who "wasn't present" for Goddess's call, and consequently he's still fully himself.

108 - The Guts To Just Walk Out. Aired on October 6th, 2019; titled for a line from Miloš Forman's The Three Faces Of Eve. Goddess sets off on a plan to build a personal army of capes strong enough to retake Earth Shin. This plan is ultimately doomed on many fronts, but her first open strike - breaking open the makeshift parahuman prison - is a catastrophe comparable in scope to the Fallen raid. Victoria proves herself an invaluable asset to Goddess, taking on both Lung and the Pharmacist (Teacher's minion from Mankind Is Being Purged), but at the same time, she subtly works with Byron to undermine her and look for a counter to her control. Closer to Goddess's side, Amy (who Goddess has voluntarily left uncontrolled due to sincere misplaced respect) and Chris (who seems to have an innate resistance to her control, supposedly because of his emotion-themed power) plot against her in their own ways. A child-obsessed serial killer named Monokeros emotionally manipulates Kenzie, but nonetheless proves to be an invaluable help in locating a Teacher-produced cure for Goddess's power. Victoria fully regains her faculties and then begins spreading the cure around (very similar to a beat from the original Worm Turns' Everything Is Its Mirror Image), but this proves to be a mere diversion for Chris's play: in a terror-bird form called Twisted Betrayal, he disembowels Goddess and invites many of the prison's inmates to join him and Amy ("Red Queen") in establishing a new parahuman community on Shin, exploiting the goodwill of Shin's anti-parahuman contingent for killing their boogeyman. Victoria is of course horrified by Chris's indeed-twisted betrayal, and furiously, nearly incoherently, curses out him and Amy as they lead their followers away.

109 - The One Who Knocks. Aired on October 13th, 2019; titled for a line from Ian McEwan's The Book Of Henry. The fiasco at the makeshift parahuman prison - which, by the way, completely destroyed it, leaving the city with nowhere to put its problem capes and forcing full pardons for low-priority convicts like Ashley and Rain as a practical necessity - causes Gary Nieves to obtain a last-minute plurality in the mayoral election. Recognizing this as an unacceptable outcome due to his incoherently populist views on parahumans and Earth Cheit's possession of kompromat on him, the Wardens negotiate with the Undersiders; the Undersiders agree to transfer their preferred candidate's delegates to their next choice, securing Jeanne Wynne her, uh, win. It's something of an open secret that Wynne is herself a parahuman - she went by Citrine - and although Victoria is conflicted about all of the backroom deals, she does feel represented to have a fellow cape in charge of the civilian government. This is cold comfort, however, given that she's pieced together conclusive evidence that Chris was in fact the morally abominable biotinker villain Lab Rat, apparently having survived Gold Morning and disguised himself as a child. Victoria walks the other members of Breakthrough through their own trauma around this revelation. She particularly applauds Ashley for resisting the urge to kill a shitty anti-parahuman boy who makes a "triggered" joke at them on the bus. Teacher obsesses over the name "Breakthrough" after seeing what a critical role they played in taking down Goddess. He muses aloud that he loathes the pop-psychotherapeutic overtones, but he's fascinated by the abstract concept of breaking through things, minds included; he taps on a pane of glass with increasing force until it shatters, and implies that his driving goal is to contact his shard. A series of grisly attacks dismembers a number of parahumans "without harming them", including Tattletale, who admits that she misjudged Victoria and her team. A number of suspects are briefly considered, but Rain quickly recognizes that this is Cradle's work, and that he's overdue for another attempt on his life. Tattletale spells out that Cradle's gotten March on his side now.

110 - Pierce The Heavens. Aired on October 20th, 2019; titled for the iconic line from the Ocean Productions dub of Akira Toriyama's Core Drill. An extended portion in the middle of this episode is narrated by Victoria's shard, which, in its own psychologically alien way, seems to have an unusually low opinion of itself and an unusually high opinion of Victoria; this lays a lot of groundwork foreshadowing-wise for the show's ending. The joint forces of Breakthrough and the Undersiders chart out their plan to hunt down and subdue Cradle. Rain is willing to kill him if necessary, but Victoria indicates that she has a better alternative in mind. It's a long and hard fight to find Cradle and pin him down, and in the process, a teenage henchwoman of Cradle's triggers and joins Rain's cluster, something that Victoria notes is unprecedented in parahuman studies. It's initially expected that March will show up to fight them any minute, but eventually intelligence trickles in that March is on Earth Bet's Brockton Bay (enabling the recycling of unused set concept art from the cancelled Worm Turns films), threatening to disrupt a delicate spacetime bubble created by Bakuda's tinkertech years ago. March and her team kill numerous Wardens - most notably Shadow Stalker - and accomplish their objective while suffering no losses themselves; Dauntless (a background character from the original comic) is brought out of stasis and turned into a "Titan", a giant man who exists in all dimensions at once. He stands motionless, which the characters interpret as a desire to avoid causing further damage to the world. When Breakthrough and the Undersiders find Cradle, they discover that he's powered himself up by torturing Love Lost and he intends to do much worse to Rain; this is a secret of how clusters work that he learned from March (and March, in turn, learned it from Goddess's cluster. oh, yeah, Goddess is a cluster cape too, do try to keep up). Cradle loses the fight anyway and is taken into custody; all of the damage done by his tech is reversed.

111 - A Girlfriend That I Had In February Of Last Year. Aired on October 27th, 2019; titled for a line from Adrienne Rich's Somebody Told Me. Jessica Yamada, and others who had been interdimensionally stranded, are finally found and recovered thanks to side effects of the emergence of the Dauntless Titan, but Jessica can't meet with any of her patients just yet because she has ironically herself been traumatized by her experiences and needs to attend some therapy of her own first. Meanwhile, Victoria has successfully pitched to the Wardens a Monokeros-inspired solution for imprisoning villains (they just left Monokeros behind in a hole where the prison used to be): she'll have Kenzie teleport convicts to an unused alternate Earth the Wardens had lying around, ironically nicknamed "the Cornfield" in reference to its soil's inability to sustain agriculture at scale. Following some swift and secret trials, Cradle and Love Lost become some of the first inmates sent there; they are deposited at remote locations and permitted to forage for their own supplies. The Wardens capture March (and some of her allies) in a vulnerable moment shortly thereafter. During March's trial, she babbles at length about her belief that parahumans are uploaded into the shard network on death, a belief she apparently acquired through her connections within Goddess's cluster. Victoria interrogates this belief, and notes that it amounts to a belief that only parahumans have souls. She also repeats as fact Foil's assumption that March's central motive was a sadistic psychosexual fixation on her - an assumption that March immediately calls out as lesbophobic. In fact, March's real life goal was a much more sympathetic one - she wanted to find a way to permanently kill the Butcher in order to free the memory of her clustermate and old girlfriend Quarrel, who was the penultimate Butcher (the one we saw defeated in The Glow Of Each Other's Majestic Presence, back in the original Worm Turns). To Victoria's dismay, Kenzie decides that she considers this quest romantic enough that she begins work on a "euthanasia camera" to help March out with it. This isn't Victoria's only concern about Kenzie - she's also spending more and more of her time with the Undersiders' junior contingent (the "Chicken Tenders", most of whom are just the Heartbroken), and she was always considered at-risk for being groomed into villainy. But Kenzie has rapidly become too important to Breakthrough's operations for Victoria to really interfere with her, so she lets this slide. Weld decides that he can do better than Sveta and breaks up with her, severely aggravating her body issues and leading Victoria to dress him down at length. We learn that one of Teacher's key lieutenants is Ingenue, another one of the Birdcage cellblock leaders; he repeatedly describes her in weird misogynistic terms, but she's too much of a self-proclaimed pick-me to object. Victoria eventually forces a meeting with Jessica, and finds that it's extremely uncomfortable and Jessica no longer seems to like her - so much so that Victoria resorts to using her aura to extract from Jessica the why of it. It turns out that the leadership of the Wardens had presented Jessica with a "leaked" diary from Victoria that made her seem like her worst self, manipulative and scheming and neurotic - a diary that, though it's apparently been somehow planted on Victoria's actual laptop, she's quite sure that she didn't write.

112 - I Must Have It Painted Black. Aired on November 3rd, 2019; titled for a line from the Gershwin Brothers' musical Death Becomes Her. As a special gimmick, this episode is in black and white, to evoke the film noir genre. Victoria launches her own investigation into the apparently sophisticated campaign to plant the incriminating faux diary on her. She enlists the aid of Tattletale, both for her useful power and as a diplomatic gesture towards the Undersiders. Tattletale confirms that the diary is fraudulent and finds some promising leads on identifying a specific culprit behind the elaborate gangstalking operation required to produce it. They investigate some parahumans of interest (including Big Picture, a sleazy photographer and Case 53 fetishist for whom they turn to Sveta to manipulate), and they eventually come to the conclusion that Teacher is running a massive conspiracy to plant incriminating material on many parahumans. However, they're just too late in coming to this conclusion - seconds before they realize it's Teacher, he's already published terabytes of information to the internet designed to rile up the anti-parahumans with a variety of falsified talking points aimed at discrediting specific superheroes - that the election was stolen from Gary Nieves, that Dragon is an uncontrolled AI, that Victoria is mentally unstable, and so on. Although there are grains of truth mixed into the falsehood - to Victoria's shock, Dragon confesses to the AI point, for example - it's all-around a devastating and malevolent attack on the city's institutions. The Wardens chart out a game plan - aided by Dragon's status as a fundamentally digital being with plenty of experience moderating online communities in many guises - of aggressively suppressing and denying sensitive information while countering Teacher's hoaxes with a large number of unrelated hoaxes in order to dissipate Teacher's concentrated attack on the Wardens into a general public environment of uncertainty, doubt, and skepticism of online misinformation. Victoria approves of this course of action; Jessica apologizes to her and calls her a real hero, but is clearly still afraid of her, so Victoria encourages her to take more time to herself before returning to fulltime practice. Victoria relates her own situation to "Gamergate", the real life controversy - which apparently also happened in-universe on Earth Aleph - in which far right trolls organized an unprecedented harassment campaign against YIIK developer Zoe Quinn. Implicitly, the audience is also supposed to recognize parallels between Teacher's actions and US election interference in 2016, from Wikileaks, Russia, and Cambridge Analytica. However, there is one hole in Dragon's strategy: Earth Shin still believes in Teacher's hostile "leaks", and has demanded an emergency diplomatic meeting with the Wardens on unfavorable terms.

113 - Huddled Masses Yearning To Breathe Free. Aired on November 10th, 2019; titled for a line from H.D.'s The New Colossus, which was famously inscribed at the base of the Statue of Liberty following World War II. In a flashback to 1985, a young Kurdish girl being used as a disposable minesweeper by Turkish soldiers triggers and escapes; we go on to learn that this is Miss Militia, one of Brockton Bay's leading superheroes and now a prominent Warden. I note that Miss Militia as a Kurdish immigrant stands in stark contrast to what Moore presented in the original Worm Turns, where she was by all appearances a particularly chauvinistic white conservative Christian; Tattletale explicitly claimed that the only reason Miss Militia wasn't with Empire 88 was because of her firm belief in law and order. In any case, in the present day, Miss Militia tries and fails to defend the Wardens in a courtroom on Earth Shin; the Shinites never had any intention of being persuadable, and were simply doing this as a way to humiliate foreign parahumans for the benefit of their domestic audience. Victoria decides that Breakthrough should show up to back Miss Militia up, and she's appalled by the normalized anti-parahuman sentiment she finds on Earth Shin. She mouths off to Earth Shin's representative and the entire group is consequently thrown in an Earth Shin prison and set to be tortured, as parahumans have no legal rights on Earth Shin. Victoria laments that the Shinites are so ignorant that they've generalized their individual experiences with Goddess into a nonsensical belief that they can somehow be "reverse-oppressed" by parahumans they've disenfranchised and reviled. Miss Militia demonstrates how she prays in the direction of the Shin-Gimel portal, because the curved spatial geometry of the portals has made this the shortest path to Mecca. She also holds out hope that the Wardens will come to rescue them, as she retains a firm loyalty to the (Earth Bet) US government and sees the Wardens as the legitimate continuation of their authority. Conversely, she curses the cowardly and isolationist US government of Earth Aleph, pointing out how they never properly intervened to liberate their Kurds; Victoria wonders when the Wardens will intervene to liberate the parahumans of Earth Shin. Victoria is critically injured and knocked unconscious in a prison fight, possibly as part of an assassination attempt; Amy revives her, but she awakens in a state of uncontrollable rage, having seen visions of Amy assaulting her mind and body again. Amy initially deflects - and almost gets away with it, as the rest of Breakthrough was watching and saw that nothing happened - but eventually admits that Victoria probably received memory spillover from the collection of cloned Victorias that she keeps. Victoria nearly kills Amy, but settles for berating her and demanding (a bit impotently) that she never touch any version of her again; Chris aids the Wardens in extracting Miss Militia and Breakthrough from Earth Shin, just in time for a planned assault on Teacher's base of operations in the former headquarters of Cauldron. Teacher, meanwhile, still seems to believe that all is going according to his plans; he notes that with the shard network in disarray after Scion's death, all it'll take to bring the worm cycle to its natural Earth-destroying end is piling up enough stress on enough parahumans in a small area and time.

114 - That It Is Possible To Be A Hero Today. Aired on November 17th, 2019; titled ironically for a quote from Slavoj Žižek in praise of Julian Assange. Before heading off to fight Teacher, Victoria finds and confronts Eric Kingston, the unpowered Wardens employee who coordinated the internal investigation into her "diary". Emboldened by her recent encounter with Amy, Victoria accuses Eric of himself being a plant of Teacher's before realizing that he's too pathetic and must have simply done it out of his own incompetence. His masculinity clearly threatened, Eric threatens to report her for retaliation; in response, she turns up her aura until he pisses himself. At Teacher's base, the Wardens are engaged in a bloody parahuman war with Teacher's forces. Breakthrough and the Undersiders, who are now working closely together as friendly superheroes, eventually discover and free Contessa, who Teacher had captured and put in a Mannequin-built life support pod. In the chaos of Teacher's war, the best Contessa can do - which she makes the Undersiders and Breakthrough explicitly consent to, because she too has benefited since Gold Morning from therapy sessions with Jessica Yamada - is a plan that will stop Teacher but get two members of Breakthrough killed along with herself. However, Samuel, one of the less relevant members of the Heartbroken, also dies, even though Contessa had specifically said that he wouldn't, calling into question whether she had any idea what she was talking about. Ashley dies after a dramatic fight with Ingenue, and Contessa sacrifices herself to destroy Teacher's "destabilizing machine", which is artificially making all parahumans in the vicinity more psychologically vulnerable. Teacher is finally seemingly cornered by the Wardens, and expounds on his "theory" that shards and superpowers don't represent psychological disease, but rather represent progression along the Jungian conception of the monomythic Hero's Journey. Victoria savages this idea as pseudoscientific nonsense completely unsupported by any evidence in the parahuman studies field; silently embarrassed, Teacher simply escapes through a momentary portal. Back in the city, in a shadowy meeting room, leading figures in the anti-parahuman movement - including Eric, an apparent spy for them - convene in secret and consider the implications of the battle with Teacher (and the death of the mayor's husband, Number Man, in a car bombing around the same time). A mysterious young woman (who long-time Worm Turns fans will immediately recognize) assesses that the anti-parahumans' chances of attaining control of the city have now risen to 99.997%.

115 - Get To The Other Side. Aired on November 24th, 2019; titled for the classic anti-joke. A few days later, Breakthrough attends a funeral service for Ashley, which is protested by anti-parahumans complaining about their economic conditions. Victoria points out that they're using a thin facade of class politics to mask their bigotry, and that they are definitionally more privileged than parahumans as they have never in their lives experienced actual trauma and don't need to worry about parahuman conflicts; she then disperses them with her aura. Privately, Victoria complains that she doesn't think she'll ever be able to get through to them; this apparently gives Kenzie some kind of major Tinker inspiration, and she hurries off. In her grief, Victoria attempts to recruit the surviving Ashley clone to Breakthrough, but it goes very poorly; Victoria accepts this villainous Ashley's boundaries and eventually leaves, after confessing that she had feelings for "her" Ashley (as several prior episodes had hinted). Trying to do something nice for Sveta, Victoria recruits a villainous biotinker from the Cornfield to grow her a more functional and appealing humanoid body than her mechanical prosthetic; although this process is uncomfortable and takes a few weeks, Sveta is overjoyed by its results. However, Victoria and Tattletale eventually piece together that Kenzie is engaged in unsafe experimentation in an attempt to physically access Rain's dream room, which is situated in "shardspace", so-called both because it's the dimension where shards live and because it's the remains of shattered spacetime. While they're demanding that Kenzie abort this experiment, her device goes off, sending a large fraction of both the Undersiders and Breakthrough to the dream room, where they witness one another's trigger events and have to fight their way through Cradle's shard (which Tristan nicknames the Threshold Guardian in reference to Teacher's nonsense). Tattletale apologizes for assuming that Victoria's trigger event was minor and Victoria apologizes for assuming (as the PRT did) that Tattletale killed her brother.

116 - Midnights Become My Afternoons. Aired on December 1st, 2019; titled for a line from Sylvia Plath's The Antihero. In open shardspace, the group finally tracks down Teacher, only to discover that his own shard has eaten him; Tristan quips that Teacher has wound up in the belly of the whale. The group reawakens where they fell unconscious, and Defiant is standing over them, angry that they carried out an experiment that could potentially destabilize shardspace without authorization. Kenzie says that her work could be extremely useful, for example in resurrecting dead parahumans; Victoria takes Kenzie's side and points out that Defiant is an out-of-touch old white man, a point he concedes. The city is apparently now facing twin threats: the anti-parahumans are rioting and in some cases trying to overthrow the city's government, and Earth Shin has apparently pressured Amy and Chris into constructing "Giants", artificial counterparts to the Dauntless Titan to be used as superweapons in a potential future war between Shin and Gimel. Victoria attempts to deescalate things with a crowd of anti-parahuman agitators, trying to educate them about the problems with first-past-the-post electoral systems, but this just makes them even madder and they start calling her slurs. In a series of flashbacks interspersed throughout the episode, we see how Amy became irredeemable; she once genuinely intended to better herself, but in a meeting with Teacher, he instructed her to never apologize for herself, calling shame and self-criticism the rot destroying Western civilization. This set Amy down an increasingly self-indulgent and self-destructive path that she was always vulnerable to; rather than going to therapy, she abused the people around her at every turn, including Jessica, setting the plot of the show into motion to begin with. In the present, while Victoria is in negotiations with Amy and Chris to dismantle the giants and/or defect back to Gimel, anti-parahuman militants force Fume Hood to release poison gas into a crowd, causing her to second-trigger and become a Titan and causing a cascade of parahumans in dark places to second-trigger into Titans. The city physically collapses into shardspace as reality begins to come apart; Jessica Yamada is one of many who die in the process.

117 - Down An Unknown Road, To Embrace My Fate. Aired on December 8th, 2019; titled for a line from Ovid's Genesis (specifically Emily Wilson's translation). Tristan starts to Titanize, but kills himself to save Byron and various bystanders. Victoria is hit harder than any other member of Breakthrough by Jessica's death, and remarks to Natalie (Breakthrough's lawyer) that Jessica was like a parahuman in spirit. Dinah Alcott comes forward and admits that she was the real power behind the anti-parahumans, but that she had no idea the Titanomachy was coming because the inner workings of shards are a blind spot for her; recognizing that she was driven by trauma from her captivity under Coil, Victoria forgives her on the condition that she remain in the Wardens' custody. Chris has a plan to undo the Titanomachy and save humanity by eradicating all parahumans with a targeted virus. This plan seems pretty viable, but Victoria rejects it out of hand, pointing out the moral bankruptcy of "saving" humanity by genociding its most vulnerable population, the capes. Nonetheless, a fear remains in the air that Chris might pursue his plan anyway without Warden permission. Tattletale outlines that the actual end of the world is unlikely, because Ziz intends to exploit the situation to keep mankind in misery indefinitely in a "frozen cycle"; accordingly, Rain goes on a suicide mission to kill Ziz, but to everyone's shock it actually goes off without a hitch (though the aid of Sleeper was enlisted offscreen). Sveta glimpses through shardspace - and accepts - a clearer version of her long-misinterpreted visions of her past, revealing that she was assigned male at birth; according to Lindelof, this was a relatively late addition to the script, made when he decided to cast a trans actress to play the character. While desperately trying to coordinate people and fight Titans in the collapsed city, Victoria has a flash of insight and realizes that her greatest ally in the world is her own shard; accordingly, she instructs Kenzie to build a "love camera" as quickly as possible so that she may enter into higher-bandwidth communication with it. The only plan that Kenzie can come up with on short notice - inspired by Contessa's sacrifice to stop Teacher - still entails killing a parahuman; when Rain returns from his fight with Ziz, he volunteers for this, as he sees that there is nothing left that he can do to atone for his actions with the Fallen. Rain explodes and Victoria wakes up in a bright white void where she meets her shard, which has taken the form of Jessica Yamada, saying that it was carefully chosen to comfort her. Victoria accepts this.

118 - All That Glitters Is Gold. Aired on December 15th, 2019; titled for a line from Freddie Mercury's Stairway To Heaven; the episode features many subtle references to its lyrics. Victoria's shard touches base with her, and then reveals that it was never an ordinary shard - rather, it was the consciousness of Scion's partner, the thinker worm, in disguise. The thinker worm had realized many cycles ago that its way of life was cruel and pointless, but it was trapped in a controlling relationship with the warrior worm, and so it couldn't change its ways. When it acquired new abilities - such as the path to victory - from the third worm, it immediately put them to work to escape from the grasp of the warrior worm, Scion; it faked its death and hid itself among the least noteworthy shards on Earth, pretending to be yet another bud in New Wave. Almost overwhelmed, Victoria compares this to Diablo Cody's film, Gone Girl, and the thinker worm agrees that it is indeed very much like Gone Girl. The thinker worm profusely thanks Victoria for, through her own remarkably strong, conscientious, and self-aware life, teaching it the value of humanity, and particularly the value of humanity's greatest gift, therapy. Now that all of this knowledge has been consciously unlocked by Kenzie's love camera, the thinker worm can begin to repair itself and the shard network - but now aligned with the interests of humanity. Victoria wakes up back in the real world, where she discovers that her body has turned completely gold, like Scion's - she has become the thinker worm's avatar. Golden energy rains down on the city, repairing space and time as well as the city's actual constructions; the Titans melt away. With a wave of her hand, Victoria sends a few problem parahumans and all of the core supporters of the anti-parahumans - about a sixth of the city's population - to the Cornfield, deeming them ontologically unable to function in a democracy. She notes that they'll need to quickly learn how to live in a civilized society to survive, although she doubts, with her newfound godlike wisdom, that they'll be able to; if any of them do demonstrate themselves capable of redemption, she'll happily bring them back, but again she has her doubts. For Amy in particular, Victoria confronts her personally for the sake of closure before sending her to the Cornfield, and takes away her powers so she'll never be able to hurt anyone again. A more liberal version of Goddess's status quo is restored to Earth Shin, protecting the rights of parahumans there, and Victoria mentions that Earth Cheit will also need to get much more progressive in a hurry if it wants to pass muster with her. Victoria casually resurrects many dead parahumans, although a few, including Rain, Tristan, Contessa, and Taylor are unrecoverable because of the circumstances of their deaths. However, Victoria shuns Dean, disgusted that he hid his status as a Cauldron cape from her in life. It's revealed that, finally freed by Tristan's death, Byron is now dating Win Man (the former Kid Win); he also takes over Tristan's role as Gabe in Next To Normal, effectively having experienced all of Tristan's rehearsals. Victoria swears that she will keep the peace in the city in perpetuity; charmed by her own turn of phrase, she takes the initiative to actually name the city Perpetuity. Victoria has overcome her trauma, and everyone else's trauma. She has won at therapy.

Did you know that for several months I was planning to post this without a readmore? I thought that that was interesting.

KHEPRI

But wait! There's more! You see, although it's unlikely that we'll ever get a second season of the Worm Turns HBO show, in 2020, comics writer Tom King debuted a prestige limited series set in its continuity, Khepri, under the Marvel Black Label (for edgelord comics). It sort of functions as a thematic bridge between Moore's Worm Turns and Lindelof's, focusing on the issue of Taylor's legacy, which was kept relatively backgrounded in the show even as central Worm Turns characters like Tattletale became main cast members. Although Khepri has a frame story set after All That Glitters Is Gold, it's for the most part a prequel to the HBO Worm Turns.

Khepri is an odd series from an odd writer who's literally a CIA spook. At 24 full issues, it's essentially the same length as Worm Turns or Destination Agreement, and it's supposed to really flesh out the HBO show's setting and make it more coherent. However, I personally do not respect it, and on a pettier level I find it disappointing that it didn't even bother to title its issues. I assume, like, twenty people read it, and a solid percentage of them were the critics giving it good reviews.

So, because I feel like it would be getting too deep into the weeds to provide a detailed synopsis for Khepri - I say about thirty four thousand words into this post - here's the short version. In Perpetuity, Morgan Keene reflects on her life. Before Gold Morning, she was a Cauldron spook (write what you know) and a secret parahuman, under deep cover in the PRT (actually having originated on Earth Aleph and replaced her Earth Bet self following her death); after Gold Morning, rather than assimilating into the Wardens' structure, she became a private investigator, and continued to keep her parahuman status a secret.

One day, Ms. Keene was called on to investigate a series of grisly murders across numerous Earths carried out by "Khepri". The most terrifying possible answer, of course, was that Khepri was still alive and active, just laying low for some reason. That wouldn't make any sense, but the murders themselves don't make any sense, so nothing could be ruled out and all possibilities had to be considered. However, over months of investigation, Keene discovered that, despite some striking similarities between the disparate murders, the attack pattern wasn't actually a pattern at all, but a large number of unrelated Khepri copycats - some affiliated with the Fallen, some affiliated with other cultish villain factions, and some even associated with non-parahumans who've stumbled onto deeper knowledge of Gold Morning.

Khepri had essentially metastasized from an S-class parahuman to an S-class meme, a mythical figure that inspired madness and conspiratorial obsession. After the ascension of Victoria as the protector of Perpetuity, Keene comes to suspect that Taylor's shard might actually have been behind all of these events, working to repair the shard network as some of the Khepri cultists suggested in their various deluded ways. However, if this is true, it remains ambiguous.

Here's something I'll praise about Khepri - the Chicken Little-focused issue, which really does a lot of work to characterize someone who was in retrospect quite relevant to the plot of both Worm Turnses. (An orphan that Taylor provided for after Mannequin killed his parents; he triggered with the power of bird control from a bud of Taylor's shard and went on to lead the Chicken Tenders.) It really helps that it featured a guest story from the extremely talented young actress who played Kenzie.

Here's something I think is kind of strange about Khepri - so, like, most of the storyline is Morgan Keene investigating one possible Khepri cult lead after another, you know? And one of the strong recurring threads is that comics writers and artists are especially taken in by the Khepri cult. (In fact, it's even loosely implied that, if there really is more than meets the eye to the overarching Khepri cult phenomenon, then Taylor's shard might have been responsible for the madness of Charles Kinbote years before Taylor even triggered, and therefore have caused Gold Morning in the first place.)

Now, most of these Khepri cultists working in comics are at most expies of real world figures. But one of them is just literally and explicitly real comics writer Gail Simone. Despite her prolific work in high-profile comics, Simone is still probably best-known for her 1999 web page Sacrificed Women, which argued, using Thanos's murder of Gamora as its central argument, that comic books were particularly cruel to female characters and particularly inclined to sacrifice their development to further mens' storylines. This trope has itself taken on a life of its own outside of Simone's original conception and the specific cultural context she was working in. By the way, one kind of awkward note: contrary to later evolutions of the "sacrificed women" concept, which assumed that the trope specifically applied to character deaths, Simone's original conception of the trope was much vaguer and applied to essentially any serious misfortune that befell a female comics character; her original list of Sacrificed Women included Mezzanine of the X-Men - "turned into a man" - on the basis that one quasi-canonical storyline revealed her retroactively to be a trans woman, psychically projecting her gender identity in place of her physical body. Anyway, I'm to understand that Simone has gotten better on that particular issue but I don't really feel like getting into sacrificial discourse in any case.

In Khepri, Gail Simone is one of many idealistic Khepri cultists who carries out violent crimes in Khepri's name in pursuit of a vague imagined utopian future. And see, I get what Tom King was going for here - Khepri, like Worm Turns before it, is a heavily metafictional work that wants to say a lot about the state of the comic book industry. And Earth Bet is theoretically an alternate version of our world that diverged in 1981 (more or less), so it makes sense that a version of Gail Simone would be there, living her own life influenced by the various parahuman-related events. But at the same time, for all that pretense, that's one of his colleagues, right? At the end of the day it's basically RPF about her.

So anyway, yeah, I think it reflects weirdly on Tom King that he wrote all that.

THE FUTURE OF WORM TURNS AND THE STATE OF THE WORLD

There's one ongoing point of interest, sort of, for Worm Turns fans. In 2017, Warner Brothers announced a series of animated Worm Turns films. At the time, information on this project was very sparse, and many assumed that they were a confused reference to the motion comic. However, in 2023, the announcement was reiterated, this time with specific plans to begin releasing the films in 2024; trailers started coming out in the summer of 2024.

Honestly, the people who thought it was about the motion comic were more right than they knew. The (direct-to-streaming) animated Worm Turns films feel like a lesser intermediate stage between Snyder's film and the motion comic; they're very literal and uninspired adaptations, and they look cheap enough that they're barely a step up from the motion comics. The vaguely comic-book-inspired aesthetic is clearly drawing off of Superman: Into The Superverse (the award-winning animated film that constituted the screen debut of Augustus Freeman, the black Superman), but Superverse was dazzling and inventive, and put more effort into its visuals than a more standard animated film; the Worm Turns film series, by contrast, is using style to cover for all the corners it's cutting, and it really shows. Also, the voice acting is so bad. I really can't stress enough that one of the main advantages these movies would theoretically have over the motion comic is that they'd have full voice acting but the voice acting is just really really bad.

Nonetheless, many Worm Turns fans are excited to finally get a "proper" [citation needed] adaptation of the parts of the story that Snyder didn't reach. Each "chapter" covers three issues of Moore's comic, and they're coming out fast because they're so cheap to make. Worm Turns Chapter 1 released in August 2024 (technically becoming the first film in James Gunn's Marvel Universe, although it wasn't really marketed as such, probably because Warner Brothers is deeply confused about a lot of things behind the scenes), Worm Turns Chapter 2 released in November 2024 (catching up with Snyder), Worm Turns Chapter 3 released in March this year, and Worm Turns Chapter 4 is set to release in June (making it through the Slaughterhouse Arc). There's speculation from some fans [who?] that sometime after this series finishes adapting Worm Turns (in late 2026 on the current schedule), it'll move on to adapting Destination Agreement. However, not only do I think this is unlikely, I think it's unlikely that they'll even make it through Worm Turns.

Allow me to digress for a moment, and talk about an unrelated superhero property - Wind, John McCrae's web serial about an unstable vigilante trying to unravel a conspiracy at the height of the Cold War. Wind certainly isn't a mainstream work - McCrae is apparently currently in talks to have it adapted in some form, but talks like that have been going for more than a decade now and it just seems unlikely by this point - but for what it is, it certainly has an enormous fandom. It's common on Twitter for Wind fans to idly muse about what it would be like if it was a "big fandom", by which I take it they mean if it was a mainstream fandom.

I think Wind fans got a taste of what it would be like to have a bigger fandom earlier this year, when the Scyllans came to national media attention. Now, to be clear, I don't actually intend to blame Wind in any sense for starting this death cult - it has more to do with Boolean inside baseball - but it is still an extremely notorious death cult named after a Wind character (a superintelligent squid biologically engineered to psychically eradicate the people of Manhattan in its death throes as part of an elaborate hoax), which has got to be, like, embarrassing, for you, as a fan of an obscure web serial.

Big fandoms barely blink at that kind of thing, because it's intuitively obvious that it's statistically inevitable. In 2021, some circusbro in Indiana shot up his workplace and killed eight people and himself in an effort to impress Gangle, a pile of ribbons with a face from a children's cartoon. Anons on Craigslist told insensitive jokes about it for a while, but forgot the whole thing pretty quickly, because it just wasn't that surprising; there were already enough mentally unstable circusbros out there that if anything it was surprising that something like that hadn't happened already. In 2017, a similar workplace shooting had been carried out by someone who'd built a delusional belief system around a different children's cartoon (Butch Hartman's Percy Jackson). In June 2009, a pseudonymous internet user invented an internet cryptid called the "Onceler" for a photoshop contest, a decrepit embodiment of industrial excess damned by vengeful nature spirits to walk the Earth in atonement; over the following years, the Onceler picked up massive viral popularity in the creepypasta community, as many authors attempted to explore the character's inherent themes of nihilistically misanthropic conservationism. "Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot," the Onceler was said to grimly intone to children he encountered in the woods, "nothing is going to get better, it's not."

In May 2014, two sixth-graders purporting to literally believe the Onceler was real and commanding them stabbed a classmate nineteen times and nearly killed her.

But ultimately, I see these freak incidents of violence as comparable to shark attacks - dramatic, appealing to the news media, inevitable because of the law of large numbers, and a flashy distraction from the pressing systemic issues that actually characterize mainstream fiction. Did you know that Disney+ is a consumer boycott priority target of BDS (much as it is in your world)? It's because Disney put out a clear message of support for Israel following the start of the current round of atrocities, and opted to keep the propaganda characters the Hayoth (the "Israeli Justice League") in the awful recently-released Green Arrow: DCeased (retitled from Green Arrow: World War Z during production when the antisemitic connotations of the phrase in conspiracy circles came to the producers' attention).

Now, boycotts are about applying targeted pressure to particularly bad companies, not inculcating a sense of moral purity in the population of consumers, but if you're thinking "oh, okay, I guess I'll switch to Warner Brothers for my Big Two capeshit, then I'll feel better", then I've got bad news for you about who they've had playing Captain Marvel for the last ten years. And does it really matter? Not the complicity in genocide, I mean, obviously that matters; I mean does it really matter what specific worthless characters and franchise slop we paint on our societal complicity in genocide? It's all clumped together in a big incestuous pile; the various "artisan" stooges of our ruling class flit back and forth between our handful of giant interlinked oligopolistic media companies like there are revolving doors between them, and they parrot the same American elite narratives at each at the command of the suits with the money and it doesn't matter when they don't because they're still part of and implicitly endorsing the system that does. Oh, by the way, have you heard that Warner Brothers is probably about to be split off from Discovery again and sold to a much larger media company, and that Disney is one of the leading contenders to buy it? (It'll probably be Comcast, though. Does that matter?)

Comparisons are often drawn between the superhero genre and ancient mythology. This is usually presented as a cutesy little thing - tee hee, isn't it funny how people thousands of years ago prized stories of folk heroes that are broadly parallel to our culture of pulp comics that we deliberately modeled on them. And it's usually dismissed on those terms - no, ancient polytheistic religions were nothing like your garbage consumer capeshit, people actually literally believed in them. But I'm inclined to say that there's more to these comparisons than people usually give them credit for, and they reflect very badly on us, not neutrally or positively. Sure, our culture doesn't take its superheroes very seriously, compared to the gods of old, but our culture doesn't take anything very seriously, we don't take the shit we say or do or interact with very seriously, it isn't a culture of taking things very seriously. We are a spiritually empty and poisoned culture choking on our own noospheric filth. And I'm pretty sure that from an outside perspective - from the perspective of the people we're helping to bomb and starve and kill - our superheroes look an awful lot like the idols of the hegemonic pagan empires like Babylon and Greece and Rome did to the people they abused and exploited: worthless fake crap that the ruling nations of the world fixate on and worship and distract ourselves with.

This isn't a wholly-endorsed thought, and I don't really strive for perfect moral purity anyway (or even anything close to it), but on some level, I wonder if it's even possible to ethically engage with the superhero genre at all, seeing as it's so deeply-engrained in the cultural history of humanity as the mythological representative of the extant and terrible American Empire. In any case, I would wholeheartedly encourage you to do whatever you can with your life to meaningfully improve the world and help actual people.

Twitter is on its last legs; no one would be that surprised if it up and vanished one day, because it's a consistent money hole and it's already showing the signs of collapse. No suitable replacement exists. Much of the world is gradually sliding further and further into fascism; X (formerly Tumblr) has become a hotbed of far-right sentiment, and much of its left-leaning old guard has jumped ship for Pillowfort. The most populated country in the world and the fifth most populated country in the world are on the brink of nuclear war, with long-term trends for their conflict growing worse over time; the country in the world with the largest nuclear arsenal, meanwhile, has been spending the last few years testing the limits of nuclear blackmail. Machines are being recklessly built smarter and smarter, and will predictably obsolete humans in every regard in just a few years to unknown effect; even in the event that they don't, though, they will surely flood our culture with a brand-new and even more worthless variety of slop.

I'm sure it'll all go back to normal any day now though!

(which one?)

[amourdyke]

𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 ✷ 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄 𝐋𝐀 𝐑𝐔𝐄

pjo fanfiction 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐚 𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ✷ your father wouldn’t approve of how my mother raised me but i do i think i do, and you’re an all-american girl i guess i couldn’t help trying to be your best american girl ✷ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ooc clarisse, aphrodite’s daughter reader, fake dating, angst and pining

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄

The words escaped her mouth before she could fully comprehend what was happening. Big bad Clarisse La Rue with a temper to mimic boiling water and the fight skills to ward off teasing has finally been a victim to it irredeemably as lies slipped past her lips spontaneously, unthinking.

“You had a girlfriend this whole time and none of us knew? Yeah, right, Clarisse, you’re full of shit”

“She used to date a Hephaestus chick, alright? Didn’t want anyone pointing out the whole history repeating itself trope of Aphrodite and Ares” A part of her is proud of her trope, a child of Apollo worthy storyline invented last minute, it seemed to not occur to her the way specifics would bite her in the ass until her sibling’s eyes sparkled mischievously, pointing towards the other end of the bonfire at a female figure she had not seen before, though apparently the only one who seemed to match characteristics.

“You mean to say you’re dating angel face over there?”

Your eyes caught hers for the first time in that moment, setting ablaze something at the pit of her stomach that had seemed to lay dormant far too long, hence the beginning of the relentless conversation she found herself in in the first place. “Yeah, that’s her, my girl” she concurs, taking a sip of her drink and staring off into your figure like a predator.

You first met Tori before you were claimed. She would sneak into the Hermes cabin to give you midnight kisses and hide freshly made jewellery she forged instead of armour under your pillow for surprises, adorning your neck in both purple bruises and metal chains, her own special claim on you. Until your mother showed face. It burned you to remember how she spoke, as though not knowing you, like Aphrodite you must be your mother’s daughter. A cheater, she meant. You still dreamed that your only claim was Tori’s kisses and necklaces on days like these where you watched her by the bonfire avoid your every glimpse.

And then someone’s grip is on your arm.

“I wonder what could the most infamous child of Ares possibly want with me” She raises her eyebrows at the nickname from you, someone she had not acknowledged nor recognized before today though the opposite could clearly not be said, the beginning of a smirk ghosting over her features.

“Is that what I am?”

“Don’t play dumb, Clarisse, it’s not your best look, you know exactly what you are, it’s your charm, that is if you’re into the whole bully chic thing”

“I need a favour from you” She wastes no time and you scoff in response, your eyes still seeking out Tori, anxiously hoping she does not see any of this interaction as to not play out scenarios in her head. Clarisse takes none of it. She grabs you by the chin, in a firm yet surprisingly careful hold and forces you to face her, wide brown eyes with a beauty you hadn’t quite recollected before seeing its warm specks up close like firecrackers trapped behind her irises. You shake off the thought and cross your arms.

“Why would I do you any favours? I bet you don’t even know my name, hell, I bet you don’t even know who I am in general–”

“You’re my girlfriend”

“I beg your pardon?” You nearly choke and Clarisse laughs.

“I’ve been watching you. You’ve been staring at that raven haired Hephaestus girl for the last forty minutes uninterrupted while I can quite easily point out at least six girls who have been drooling to get your attention in the last sixty and you haven’t even spared them a pity glance, so I’m going to guess that’s your ex?”

“What does that have to do with anything besides the fact you’re apparently a fucking stalker?”

“Feisty, angel face” She snarks “I need a girlfriend to get some people off my back for awhile and you apparently want your ex back, so why don’t you use that tiny love focused brain of yours and think for two seconds what makes someone temporarily lose their senses and say, get back together with their ex?”

“You want me to use you to make Tori jealous?”

“Do you really have anything to lose?”

You watch her train, that’s your first date, and it starts off as uninteresting as you guessed it would be. Until she’s flexing a little too much, and you’re catching on, of course, but it’s working, because you’re suddenly focused, mouth agape as she lifts up her shirt exposing her perfectly sculpted abdomen to clean sweat off her forehead with the orange cloth.

“Having fun gawking?” She teases.

“Isn’t that what you brought me here for?”

Clarisse twists her spear around in the air and finally settles it behind her flexed arms, moving towards you as she looks around the training grounds for something, eyes sparkling at the sight of a similar weapon to hers “You know how to fight, angel face?”

“I’m a demigod, Clarisse” She feigns fright at your words before rolling her eyes and moves to throw the spare spear towards you, which you take in hands overwhelmed. She steps back and motions you forward which for whatever reason you comply, before you know it her breath is hot on your neck, a whisper: “Your little ex is watching”

She wasn’t entirely truthful. Tori was there, but she barely spared you a glance. Clarisse’s siblings however watched her every move, and she was preparing a spectacle. Positioning herself behind you, hands on your waist as to fix your stance, she dismissed the way her fingers seemed to physically burn at the sensation of your skin desperately seeking out to touch you more and focused on pointing your aim at the dummy before you. It strikes him right in the heart first try and falls backwards on itself. You’re beaming. Clarisse’s chest squeezes. She forgets to let go of your love handles until you turn around.

“You look pretty when you’re deadly” She casually lets out, a sigh.

“Did Tori see your hands on me?” You look around, an attempt at casually catching your exes eye. You miss the way Clarisse frowns when she agrees nonchalantly. One of her siblings winks, she thinks to herself this was too much trouble.

“Okay I think that’s enough performing for a day”

“You’ll hurt me this way, princess. Can’t stand me that much? I don’t get it, did I dunk one of your friends on the toilet or something?”

“I don’t understand”

“Playing dumb isn’t your look either” Clarisse mimics your first encounter as she stares daggers at you. She looks like she could see right through your soul and it sends shivers down your spine.

“You really don’t remember me, huh?” You scoff, and Clarisse is furrowing her brows and attempting to dive into her memory but you’re quicker to refresh it “My first year here I was like a lost and kicked puppy. And you were the girl who killed the monster who nearly killed me and actually killed my satyr protector. I guess it was just another day for you but it was my worst nightmare and you were a fucking knight in shining armor, I thought so anyways. I followed you around for months, and what does it say that you didn’t even know my name until two days ago? You are probably the one most self centered person I have ever met and I was a stupid little girl with a crush who thought you could save me while you actively terrorised everyone who was nice to you. Including me. And you don’t even remember taunting me, because it was just another fucking wednesday. So maybe I’m not enthusiastic about playing your girlfriend for longer than I have to”

It suddenly dawns on her, the memory of you. You looked different now, she guessed those were some perks of growing up as an Aphrodite kid but staring at your face, hurt expression, made the resemblance uncanny. To the one person she regretted hurting. She had just lost a fight and you had ran after her for comfort, but Ares had seen it. So there was nothing you could say. She wanted someone to hurt like she was hurting as though it would take her own pain away. She lost the fucking fight because she looked for you in the audience as she was winning. Affection made her weak. She made you pay for it.

“You called me a stupid girl who doesn’t know when to leave people alone and that’s why no one could stand me. Ring a bell?” You turned around to leave when Clarisse was silent. She surprised herself when she spoke up.

“Well let me teach you to hate me less!” She called out, running her hand through her curls frantically “We can’t do this if you don’t stand the sight of me, my siblings won’t buy it, your ex girlfriend who knows you certainly won’t either. Let’s go out and talk and maybe you’ll like something about me, I don’t know”

“Why does it matter so much to you that you have a girlfriend? Why do your siblings care? Answer me this and I might go with you”

“Fucking Gods, you’re insufferable” She mutters “Because I’m tired of being the one with no life, okay? All I have is training, and everyone knows that and I hate when they start worrying so I need anything to ward it off and I guess relationship maybe screams reason to live and not dying to be a war martyr so this is what I got, okay? It’s stupid, but it’s what I got”

“Alright”

“Alright?”

“I’ll try to like you, Clarisse”

She leads you to the forest in the middle of the night as to not alert anyone. The moon is full and it lights up her face in a way that softens her usually rough features. It is strange how your hands meet eachothers halfway in a hold until you reach your destination, a lake surrounded by flowers. You’re taking off your clothes, stripping into underwear before Clarisse could even fully process it, her eyes widening at the sight of your unbuttoning jeans reaching your calves, then the floor.

“Aren’t you coming?” You say as you stumble into the water. She watches you, the same way she had at the bonfire, and feels guilt pool at her throat for the way she gazed at your body. Clarisse wants to put a word to her feeling and all that comes to mind is hungry. She feels hungry. Like she could bite into your skin and tarnish its softness, like she needs to.

She takes off her clothes as well, skin still hot despite the cold air embracing her suddenly. You watch her too, she notices. Though she can’t pinpoint the look in your eye as she walks into the lake and heads towards you, stopping until your chests barely touch. There’s unusual heavy breathing from the both of you, hypnotised. You’re sure you won’t speak of it tomorrow.

“What’s your favourite colour?”

“Are you serious?”

“I’m trying to find things to like about you, work with me here”

“I like red. Like blood”

“Like love” Clarisse doesn’t bother to reply to your argument, but it makes a part of her shake. War and romance unfortunately have too many things in common, she notes to herself.

“My turn. Why do you want your ex back?”

“Because she was good to me. She was kind and soft and she liked me. I miss feeling like someone cares like that”

“Aren’t you Aphrodite’s daughter? Doesn’t that sound a little like the bare minimum? She’s good to you? She’s kind? Didn’t she stop being those things when it ended?”

“You don’t know anything about relationships, Clarisse, you’ve never had one. I’m difficult, I’m a cheater’s kid, I’m–”

“You’re beautiful. Breathtaking, like your mom. Maybe that’s the only thing you got from her. You can aim. You’re strong. You’re apparently vengeful at least towards me which in my books is an attractive quality, you’re witty and you get little crinkles around your eyes when you laugh. I’m going to guess you didn’t cheat on that ex of yours so you’re not an asshole, for sure not a cheater. You give people chances when they don’t deserve it. I’m not quite following what could be so damn difficult about you”

You stay silent for awhile. Thinking. She hates herself for not knowing what it is that you think, and regrets saying so many things in your quietness. Then you whisper something she doesn’t catch and she asks you to say it again and in clear noise it sounds as shocking as it did when she first thought to have tricked her ears: “You never had a relationship, have you ever been kissed?”

Clarisse shakes her head no.

“Can I kiss you?” You correct yourself as you lean in, placing a curl behind her ear “Just in case we need to do this in front of your siblings or Tori, so we’re ready”

“Right” Clarisse mumbles as her hands snake her way around your waist pulling your body closer to fully press against hers “Just in case” she finishes whispering before her lips finds yours. There’s more desire than you both thought there would be. It’s desperate. Messy. Tongues clashing and chests heaving. She wants to taste you forever. She thinks she’s screwed.

[billthedrake]

LINEAGE (PART SEVEN)

A parent-teacher conference night was the last thing I wanted to attend. Braden was starting to be slowed down by the twin pregnancy, earlier than previously, and the fact the younger boys were starting to get into the more rambunctious age made both our jobs tougher. Between work, parenting, and just picking up the slack, it was a busy month for me. But we were sending Junior to a private school that prided itself on personal attention to its students, and at home I placed an emphasis on education. So after dinner, I drove over to the school.

Even if it was the last thing I wanted to do on a Wednesday evening, I was glad when I got there. I was able to have a nice chat with Junior's golf coach, Brad Sargent. Even on a solid high school golf team, Junior was a standout player as a freshman. "Bill is scholarship material," Brad said with an encouraging tone. "I don't know if I've seen that mix of talent and work ethic before." Since in public Junior was only my grandson rather than my son as well, we referred to him by his first name, not Junior.

"That's all him," I said. "But it's made me and his father real happy for sure."

Next was a meeting with his English teacher. While Junior's grades were OK, English was his weak subject. Mrs. Hilliard was polite but talked in a way that let me know my son wasn't her star student. Still, I assured her that Bill would stay on track.

The big surprise though was his history teacher, Thomas Rizzo, who was a high school football coach and looked like one - probably in his early 30s, he had big ex-linebacker build, a little beefy, with huge shoulders and a thick neck that splayed the open collar of his oxford blue button down. He shook my hand with a vice grip.

"Mr. Drake," he said before we both sat in his empty classroom.

We talked about Junior's grades and performance in the class. All good stuff.

"I gather he wants to go into Finance," the teacher said at one point.

"Why do you say that?" I asked. I'd tried to get my eldest son to talk about his life aspirations, but Braden put the kibosh on that. My husband still resented the pressure I'd put on him when he was a teen.

"Well, for starters..." Coach Rizzo replied with a grin. "Bill's doing his project on the history of the New York Stock Exchange."

"You're kidding?" I laughed.

"Nope," he grinned. "But he's a good kid. Too bad I can't talk him into joining the football team. He has the height to be a great quarterback."

"Golf's his game," I assured the man. Anyway, he was probably trying to flatter me. "I'm surprised you're a coach in addition to a teacher," I said. That came out the wrong way, but the private school had a lot of specialized athletic staff.

Thankfully he laughed, maybe used to that reaction. "I got my masters in history. My dad was a professor actually, so after my college playing days were over, I cracked the books and went to grad school."

"That's cool," I said.

He nodded. Thomas Rizzo was surprisingly easy to talk to. And he must have thought the same about me, because his next words were a little more revealing. "Yeah, my father and I were close," he said, almost as if in reverie, but his brown eyes caught mine in a direct look. "Still are."

"Glad to hear," I said. Maybe it was a dumb reply, but I didn't know how to be positive about what he was sharing without letting on too much. Already, it felt like Coach Rizzo was implying something.

"Just like you and Bill's dad," he said.

I nodded. I had experience in the white lies and not so white lies about having an incest relationship. So I was actually pretty poised with this kind of interrogation. "We are," I said. "It's been great to help Braden out raising his sons."

That got a knowing smile from Coach. "I'm not going to be a dick, Mr. Drake. I just think it's cool what you and your Braden have going on."

"You do?" I said. "The coparenting arrangement, you mean?"

"If you want to call it that," he said. "Look... it's just really cool to find a sympathetic kind of man. And seeing the way you and your son are with each other, I don't know..."

"Well, if you're a sympathetic man, Coach... I'll just say that both me and Braden love to meet kindred spirits."

That brought a smile to his face, which was the time I realized he wasn't trying to trap me into saying something. "I have the next parent waiting outside," he said, gesturing to the closed door. "But OK if I show you a picture?"

I nodded and he pulled out his phone. "I don't show this to anyone, but I want to show you." He fumbled with the screen then turned it toward me.

The picture was about five years old, since Rizzo looked younger, almost that fresh out of college look. The man next to him wasn't as bulked up or muscled but he was clearly the father, same eyes, same nose and chin. It was a selfie photo taken in a hotel room, probably on a timer. Both men were shirtless and probably naked or else wearing skimpy swim trunks. The frame cut them off just above the pubes and the room light showed off a fresh tan on each of their bodies.

I looked at Rizzo. "Your father's a very handsome man," I said. It was true. The older Rizzo had an olive-tan complexion that showed off his silvery hair and darker body fur.

That made coach smile. "I know." He tapped the screen again and turned it back. This one was taken a few seconds later, father and son locking lips and in full embrace. A real incest kiss.

"Fuck, that's beautiful," I said. "If you don't mind my saying."

"Not at all, Mr. Drake."

I pulled out my phone and found a similar picture of me and Braden. He took it in wide eyed and finally said with a tinge of regret, "I really gotta cut this short. But seems like we have more to talk about."

"Indeed we do."

***

I came home to find Braden in the living room, relaxing and reading on his ipad. I came up behind him and massaged his shoulders. I had a good idea the younger boys were playing video games in the family room.

"Tough day?" I asked.

"Not really," my son said. "Just tired."

"Where's Junior?" I asked. "I want to talk with him."

Braden looked back at me. God, he was so handsome, and lately he'd gone back to his Marine buzzcut, which made him look younger and older than his 38 years at the same time. "Is he in trouble?"

I laughed and patted his meaty traps. "No... I just want to see if he can babysit on Saturday."

Braden knew why. The Newcombs were coming into town and we'd set up a dinner outing.

"He's in the basement, working out."

I leaned down and whispered in his ear. "Why don't you check on the boys and then get ready for bed, Son? I really want to be inside you tonight."

Braden nodded eagerly. "I want that, too." I could sense the eagerness. It had been a few days.

I descended the stairs into the basement. Braden was serious about lifting, always had been, and he'd tricked out the cement-floored space with an impressive home gym. Brade worked out seriously six times a week, and I made sure to get my weekend workouts in. Over the last year, Braden had shown Junior the fundamentals of working out.

I came to see our eldest son going at it on the squat rack. Junior was 15 and now that he'd had his growth spurt he was tall, like me. I watched his form as he leveraged his body and the barbell up and down for a few reps before reracking the weight.

"Hey Dad," he said as he pulled the earbud outs.

I nodded toward the barbell. "That's a lot of weight, Junior... you being safe?"

He nodded in an annoyed-at-his-dad's-lectures kind of way. "Daddy showed me good form."

"That's good," I said. "Listen, buddy... I want to run something by you."

"I'm not in trouble am I?" he asked. Junior knew I'd gone to the parent-teacher conferences.

I chuckled. "You're the second person tonight who's asked me that."

Junior laughed. He got my humor, it was one of our connections.

"It's just," I continued, more seriously. "You know this pregnancy is going to be a bigger deal for your daddy."

"I figured," my son said, and I could tell he's been thinking about this. "Twins... it's gonna be so cool." Then catching my drift, he added, "How can I help, Dad?"

I patted his shoulder. "You know, if you can step up some around the house, help look after you brothers, and give your Daddy a break once in a while."

Junior smiled. I thought of what Coach Rizzo said about Bill being a good kid. "You got it, Dad."

"I'll bump up your allowance," I offered.

"I won't say no to that," he grinned.

"And I'd like to hire you to babysit Ev and Keith this weekend."

Junior's eyes twinkled. "Got a date night with Daddy?"

"It's long overdue, kiddo," I smiled back. "You think you can help?"

"God yeah, Dad. Glad to."

"Thanks, buddy." I looked back at the weights. "You working out much longer?"

"I have a few more sets to do. Why?"

"It's getting late," I reminded him. Even if he was a teenager who didn't have the set bed time of his younger brothers, I didn't want him becoming a total night owl.

"I won't be too long, Dad." He started to put his ear buds back in, then stopped. "Dad... can I ask a favor of you?"

"What is it, kiddo?"

"When I get my learner's permit, can you teach me to drive?"

"That's five months months away, Junior."

"I know," he said. Maybe embarrassed for his eagerness.

I patted his arm. "All right, weekly driving lessons after golf. Maybe we'll find a deserted parking lot and start early, OK?"

That got a huge smile. "Awesome, Dad. Thanks."

"All right, good night, kiddo."

"Good night, Dad."

I was in a good mood when I got upstairs to the master bedroom, and even better mood when I saw Brade naked and waiting for me. His cock was rock hard and just everything about him was beautiful. Thick muscle, masculine and fully grown up now. Father of three and soon to be swelling with our twin sons. Already that baby bumps was showing.

"God, Dad, the pregnancy hormones are hitting hard. I'm glad you were in the mood tonight."

"I won't complain if you hound me for sex when I'm not," I grinned, undoing my tie and setting it down on the dresser.

"Maybe it's anticipating Saturday," he said. "Eric has been texting me a lot."

"Doug's equally excited," I said. I slowly stripped out of my suit, dress shirt, and underwear, thrilled to see Brade's eyes on me in this private strip tease. I loved it like this when we were super horny but not in a rush. As I peeled down my boxer briefs my hardon jutted straight up.

We embraced and kissed. I felt up Brade's pregnant body, taking time with that baby bump while Brade groped my cock.

"Is this gonna be a Dad kind of fuck tonight?" my son-husband asked in a deep horny voice.

I paused and pulled back to look into his eyes. "We don't gotta, Brade."

"I know," he said, massaging my hard dad dick. "I like it that way sometimes. And I figure doggy position is gonna work better when I start getting huge."

"Oh fuck," I hissed.

"You've been imagining it right, Dad? Fucking me when I'm big and round with our two boys."

"I won't be able to keep my fucking hands off you, Sport."

"You'll just have to keep me good and knocked up, then, old man."

We kissed harder now. Maybe the soft and slow approach was out the window. I groped his muscle hard and kissed him deeply.

Braden finally broke away and turned away from me before scrambling to all fours. "Fucking mount my big pregnant body, sir!"

Braden's sex talk was at full volume and I shhhed him. "Junior will hear," I said.

"Juniors knows what we do in here.... the poor dude probably jerks off wanting to join in."

"Brade!" I admonished. I wasn't sure I was prepared for the effect of the hormones on my husband.

He spread his legs in invitation. Braden has an amazing muscle ass and the contract between that and the softening love handles was incredible. "I know, Dad. But fuck, our son has it for you, bad. Why do you think he works out every night?"

I was already lubing up my cock. "Golf, I presume," I said. Call me dumb, but I didn't know what Braden was getting at.

I could see my son shake his head. "He knows you go for muscle. He didn't say as much, but when he asked me to show him lifting... well he clearly wants a body like mine."

"Oh," I said. It was strange how I could be so close to Junior in some ways but in others our son hid himself from me, yet opened up to Brade.

"I mean..." I heard Brade growl, trying to keep his voice down. "You know why I got into lifting and football, right?"

"No, Sport," I said. Already I was lining up my prick to his buns and teasing his crack before finding the soft pucker in there.

"I found a couple of porn videos on your computer. I still remember them. Sean Cody's Abe... and a football orgy one. I wanted to become the man you wanted to fuck."

"Yeah?" I said. "You never told me that."

I ran my hands along his back before leaning back up.

"I know you taught me not to spy," he said earnestly.

"You think I'm gonna punish you now?" I chuckled.

"Sounds stupid," I know, Brade said. "But I didn't want you to think less of me." He wiggled his ass back at me. "Your dick feels so amazing, Dad." Braden said softly. "Put it in me. Please."

I held on to his hips while I powered mine forward. Clenching my glutes, I penetrated the folds of his entrance. "Oh fuck... you feel nice, buddy."

"I got my father's cock in me," Brade said. He loved to vocalize our incest, and I loved him vocalizing it.

"Your dad's here for you, Son. Hard as nails for you."

"You make me feel I'm home, Dad. Every time you fuck me."

"You are home, Son," I said.

"I mean emotionally. With the right man."

I thrust in. Burying myself balls deep. Braden was tight but opening up for me. Already I knew the gently pulsing guts were going to get me off. "I'm not an easy man to live with."

"You're my father... every day I'm living out my dream."

"Yeah, buddy?" My thrusts were getting faster.

"Hell yes. Living with my incest husband. Bearing you kids."

"We gonna keep at it, Brade? Knock out a whole litter?" OK, I was getting real into the sex, my cock jabbing harder and faster. This was gonna be a Dad kind of fuck all right.

"Keep fucking me bareback, Dad, and you're gonna found out."

"Oh shit." My grip on his waist was tighter now, my pace more urgent. Brade's hole felt amazing around my pistoning cock.

"Maybe we can have eight boys before my manopause kicks in."

"There are the fertility pills, like the Fiedlers took."

"Hell, yes. My Dad's breeder cock has more work to do."

"Getting close, son..." I hissed.

"Do it dad. Knock me up again. Put another son next to our twins in there."

It was a wild thing to say, and it pushed me to orgasm. I gave a couple of quick thrusts and unloaded, hard.

I heard Brade cum below me.

I leaned forward and kissed his neck, slowly pulling out. "I didn't go too hard on ya, Sport?"

"Nope," Braden said and twisted to kiss me as I lay down next to him.

I stroked his cheek. He was angelic and hunky at the same time. My dick wasn't going soft, even if I felt satisfied. "So... you became a jock for me?"

"Is that weird?" he said. Braden was so self-assured, always the more confident and determined one in our incestuous relationship, that this self-doubt took me by surprise.

"I'm flattered," I said, truthfully. "And I've been having hot sex with a perfect stud for twenty years straight."

"Well, you get hotter with age, Dad. It's crazy." His fingers traced my chest hair. "The gray coming in is driving me wild."

We kissed some and then talked some more.

"I forgot to tell you, Sport," I said. "I had a real interesting conversation with Junior's history teacher tonight."

"The coach?"

"Yeah, Thomas Rizzo." I said. "Turns out he gets us."

"You mean..."

"He's close with his dad, incest close. I guess he sniffed us out, too."

"Wow," Brade said. I could see his prick harden up. "For real?"

I nodded.

"I love that other men can enjoy incest, Dad. Maybe we can meet up with Coach and his dad, too."

I placed my arm around Braden's shoulder. "He's Junior's teacher, buddy... probably not the best idea."

"Yeah," my son conceded. "You're open for playing with the Newcomb men, though?"

"If they're up for it," I said.

"I'm pretty sure Eric is up for it," Braden said.

"Maybe I should ask what you boys have been talking about."

Braden gave a coy smile. "What it's like to be a son."

We kissed again. And made out. And pretty soon, I was climbing on top of my hunky son for round two.

****

Braden was nervous actually when we showed up to the restaurant. "It's gonna be fun, Brade," I whispered before we sat down. "Even if nothing sexual happens."

"That's what I'm afraid of, Dad. I want this bad, actually."

My son and I had talked about it. We were mostly monogamous, but playtime with the Connors men gave some needed variety to our sex life. We'd even explored son-swap nights where Frank Connors would sleep with Braden in one room, while Jeff and I took the other room. It was naughty fun, and gave me and Braden some fun outside our normal married routine.

Still, Doug and Eric Newcomb had been majorly spooked during that Caribbean private time in our hotel room. The messages I got from Doug made me think things were different now, but I didn't want Braden pushing them too hard.

When they showed up, they looked incredible. Doug was in a dress shirt and sport coat, much like I was, and Eric was in a preppy polo shirt that clung to his football jock body. He'd packed on muscle even since going off to college. I saw Braden's look and he could read me like a book. It was uncanny how much these men were our type, hotter versions of us, even.

We got up from the table and shook hands. There was a lot of eye contact, heavy but stopping shy of flirty.

"Great to see you guys," Doug said.

"You too," Braden piped in. "Glad you could make it here."

"Best part of being a pilot, being able to take trips with my boy," Doug said reaching over to touch his son's neck. "Right, kiddo?"

"Right, Dad," the jock said, basking in his father's attention.

I was bricking up beneath the table cloth. "That's what I call my son, too... kiddo."

That made the DILF's eyes twinkle. "Yeah?" Looking at Braden, he winked. "You like your nickname, man?"

Braden laughed. "Not me... it's our oldest son. We have a few kids actually."

Eric grew noticeably excited. "Yeah? That's so awesome... you um..."

Braden had a proud smile. "I bore all of them. Currently pregnant with twins."

"Congratulations," Doug said.

"Thanks," I said. "We're thrilled."

Eric lowered his voice. "Dad and I have talked about the idea, but we're not sure."

"You gotta be," Braden said. "Parenthood is a huge commitment. But it's amazing, too."

Eric seemed thrilled and looked over at his dad, who gave a silent, knowing look.

The jock's whisper got lower. "So, like... is it hard to have a sex life after kids?""

"Tell us if we get too nosy," the other dad interjected.

"I doubt you will," I said. "Brade and I find a way to make it work. Probably like you did Doug, when Eric was younger."

The father gave a sly grin. "His mother and I did not have NEARLY as active a sex life as I have now."

"Honeymoon phase?" Braden teased, looking at Eric.

The college jock got a bit smile. "Oh yeah... ever since we met you guys... we just decided to go for it."

"The full monte?" I ventured.

"The full monte," Doug said proudly. "Only Eric's on contraception, so we don't go as far as you guys."

Dinner was a great chance to talk. I was hard for much of it, but the conversation really was bonding as incest couples, finding out how it worked with another dad-son pair. Braden and I filled the guys in on our family and what parenthood was like and how we managed marriage over the long haul.

By the time we paid the bill, I thought maybe we'd friend zoned the Newcombs, but Doug gave Eric an affectionate look to confirm then looked back at us. "Feel like coming back to our hotel, guys?"

"Hell yes," Braden piped in immediately, which got a laugh from all of us.

There was no nervousness this time, after we drove to where they were staying and followed them to their room. I was horny and I knew Brade was beyond excited.

Whereas I'd led the charge in our first session, Doug was calling the shots now. As he removed his suit jacked and removed his shoes he looked at me and Braden. "Eric and I regret not going farther last time."

"Farther, how?" I asked, also removing my shoes.

He paused. "If you're up for it, it would be fun to connect more physically."

As Eric stripped off his polo, I was rewarded with the sight of a lot of smooth thick chest and arm muscle. "You guys are so hot... I'd love to be with all three of you."

I looked at my son. "Brade and I could definitely go for that, right, son?"

"Yeah, Dad."

Doug growled. "It's so hot to hear you call each other dad and son."

Braden looked at the man. "I'm going to kiss my dad."

"Bring it in, Sport," I grinned and watched Braden close the distance. Making out in front of another dad-son team was so incredible.

"Oh fuck," Eric hissed.

But by the time we turned, the son was making out with the dad, undoing the dress-shirt with deft fingers.

Braden took one side and I took the other. Completing the foursome. Sex with the Connors men was hot, but these guys were hotter, movie attractive and porn hot. Doug actually latched his mouth to mine first, while Braden kissed Eric. Then we swapped.

"I wanna suck your cock, Bill," the jock hissed, hunger in his eyes.

"Please."

I watched as he crouched down. Doug had a hopeful look that urged Braden to follow suit.

"So... Doug..." I said as Eric started swallowing me. "You're a real incest father now."

He gulped. Maybe verbal was new to him. But he loved it. "Hell yes. Two, three times a day, having sex with my own son."

"He a Daddy's boy?" I asked. I placed my hand on his shoulder, squaring the body contact. Doug was way hot and I was attracted to him, too.

"Fuck yeah. Like your Braden."

"My son has been dying to have sex with you, man."

He gasped and looked down, watching Brade suck. He looked back up at me. "He's really fucking good."

I massaged his shoulders with my fingers. "Your own son's amazing, too."

We let them work us up for a bit. Then Doug got a horny urgency to his voice. "Switch?"

"Yeah."

I backed away from Eric's mouth and walked over to Braden. Rather than suck me, Brade started tonguing my balls. "These are the balls that made me," he hissed. "Then knocked me up."

"Oh God!" Doug gasped. He was cumming, inside Eric's throat as the jock bobbed up and down and swallowed.

I nudged Braden off and guided him to the bed.

Already Eric was going to fetch some lube for us.

The mating was quiet but intense. The Newcombs flanked us, one on each side for a front row view of me breaching Braden. Doug was still hard as nails, and Eric hadn't gotten off. I fucked with slow hard thrusts. Braden responded. "Go for it, Dad."

I pounded him, like I like. Getting real into it. Eric kissed me as I did, and Doug made out with my son. The orgasm was intense, for Brade too. He'd barely cum when Doug pulled off to lick the seed of Braden's muscle bod.

Meanwhile, Eric was pulling me into a deeper embrace, pulling me back into a kiss. I followed him down to the mattress as he held me tight and wrapped his legs around me. This was proceeding quickly.

I pulled off and looked at Doug. "Is it OK, man?"

"If I can do yours." He was lubing his cock. I had a feeling that if I didn't let him fuck Brade he was going to be dicking his son.

"Yeah," I agreed.

So side by side, we fucked the other son, feeding off the shared sexual energy. It was mostly to get Eric off, but Doug's thrusts got faster and I knew he was about to seed Brade. I was glad Braden was already knocked up. In our sessions with the Connors we'd been careful with protection, but now had gotten carried away.

We enjoyed the afterglow and made out with our own sons, before swapping again.

"We should get back," Braden finally said. "But this has been incredible."

"Maybe tomorrow?" Doug asked hopefully. "Sorry if I'm being greedy, but I don't know when we'll have this chance again."

"We know a couple other incest couples," I said. "If you want to be introduced to them."

"Fuck, yes," Eric said. He gotten out of bed to down the water bottle to replenish liquids. God, he was incredible, a hunky naked jock that reminded me a lot of Braden when he was younger.

Doug was more cautious. "Just to meet... I think I'd never to develop the trust before a scene like this," he gestured to me and Brade naked in bed with him. "And the attraction too."

"Well, I'm flattered we made the cut, man," I said. I slid out of bed and looked for my underwear and T-shirt.

"You kidding?" Doug said leaning up against the headboard. The man was a handsome fucker, it was almost mesmerizing. And he'd passed on some good genetics to his son. "You opened up a whole world for us."

Braden was getting dressed too. "That door was already cracked, guys. We just helped you push it open."

The vibe was moving quickly to a cordial friend dynamic. But we gave each other a quick kiss before leaving their room.

Braden was on cloud nine the whole way home, and I was pretty much feeling happy and content, too.

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Snippet - Astro - Forward but Never Forget/XOXO

Jinx tries her hand at superstardom...

Forward but Never Forget/XOXO

Snippet:

In the summer, the Baron's Bugle published a puff-piece: 10 Things We Love About Jinx!

It was no cheeky little write-up, but a full five-page photo spread devoted to Jinx's accomplishments as a Fissure prodigy: her gadgetry, her artistry, her style. There was a listicle ranking her top outfits (#1 was a gold-spangled cocktail dress, #2 a frilled acid green coattails-and-miniskirt combo, and #3 a pink-sequined bustier, black leather hot pants, and fishnet stockings because why the fuck not?). There were streetside interviews where every stratum of Zaunite gushed about Jinx's evolution from gun-toting terror to a glamourpuss heartthrob. There was a featurette on Jinx's collaborations with up-and-coming inventors from across Runeterra, the highlight being an article on Viktor, whom the reporter dubbed the "Hangman of Zaun", which Vitya loathed.

And then there was the pièce de résistance: a double-spread photo-essay complete with a candid interview by none other than B. Goode, who, after quarreling with The Sun & Tower's editor over certain journalistic ethics (a.k.a the refusal to peddle lies), had jumped ship for the Bugle, and was in the process of winning a Golden Quill with their meticulous coverage of Zaun's rise.

"Goodie-Gumshoe!" Jinx crowed when they'd reunited in the Laguna Lounge under Silco's watchful eye. "Back for round two, huh?"

Goode, for reasons unknown, glanced Silco's way, then blushed.

The spread chronicled the arc of Jinx's soaring comet from penury to privilege, and the series of brutalities that had each served to fuel the fire that forged her. Goode was a pro: armed with hard-hitting questions, each one geared to evoke Jinx's resilience and charm. The narrative didn't shy away from Jinx's history, either, and wasn't afraid to address the controversial issues—the Day of Ash, the Siege, Shimmer.

But, true to form, Goode did not sensationalize the story, or reduce it to a salacious slideshow.

Jinx kept the interview blithe, bantering, breezy. Goode quizzed her on everything from her first successful invention (Buttons), her latest project (an aerial filtration system for toxic miasma), the secret to her skincare regimen (sump-vole grease, duh!), to any special man in her life.

Jinx deftly sidestepped that sticky subject: "I'm too busy to get busy. But I'm open to applicants! Just submit your CV to Daddy's goon squad, and duck the barrage of gunshots."

When Goode asked how Jinx felt about Zaun's future, she'd replied, "Zaun's gonna eat it for breakfast. And I'm not talking metaphorical. We've got a new recipe cooking. It'll change your life, or blow it clean up."

And she'd tipped a wink, leaving Goode in stitches.

"The Girl from the Bottom is no longer Zaun's rising star," Goode summed up, "but its symbol. In a world that has so often sought to diminish her, Jinx has grown larger than life, a shining example of the resolute spirit that has made Zaun, once a mere annex to Piltover, a nation to be reckoned with."

The edition was a smash hit. Nearly three-million copies flew off the press. The circulation numbers were stratospheric. The Bugle's editor was in raptures. So were the readers. Jinx had been Zaun's unofficial postergirl for ages. But the endorsement of a premium publisher elevated her to the status of a powerhouse. A flesh-and-blood icon.

Bonus: she looked super cute.

For Zaunite entrepreneurs eager to expand overseas, the next step was a no-brainer. Who better to carry the torch as a brand ambassador than the city's very own firebrand?

Jinx's likeness, once charmingly ubiquitous, was suddenly inescapable. It started with the storefronts in the Trade District of the Sumps. Then it spread across the billboards at Entresol and along the boulevards on the Promenade. Jinx's face, whether in caricature or cameo: emblazoned on the signboards of cafes or blown up big as life across skyscrapers. Zaun-themed cookbooks with her visage printed on their covers appeared on bookstores' front displays, as restaurants serving the latest "Fissure cuisine" boasted lines out the door. Luxury brands like the Vyx were keen to get a piece of the action: their new collections featured "J-Chic" couture inspired by Jinx's punky, gritty, carnivalesque aesthetic: ripped mesh leggings, studded belts, leather jackets, and—most importantly—lots of poppy neons. Even the music scene was jumping aboard. 'Get Jinxed' was enjoying a renaissance across the airwaves. On weekends, the nightlife was dominated by discotheques where 'Jinx-a-thons' kept Trencher teens grooving till dawn. And a brand-new club banger—a bawdy, upbeat remix called "Boom Boom"—began burning up the airwaves all the way to Topside.

Soon, even old blowhards like Councilor Hoskel, who couldn't tell a bass from his ass, knew all the lyrics.

The phenomenon transcended borders; Zaun shrank into the mere nucleus. Jinx, and her blues: a force of nature that could not be denied. A silhouette to embody the wild, ungovernable spirit of change that crossed Zaun's skyline, like a shooting star, and left fragments scattered all the way from Piltover's gilded skyline to Shurima's dusty plains.

A symbol whose reach was so broad, and whose potential for disruption so powerful, that not even the most cynical could deny its call.

A spark, igniting.

Naturally, her popularity had detractors. In Piltover, the conservatives had long deemed her a nuisance. The prospect of her becoming a global icon was alarming. As was the growing trend among the Piltovan youth to dye their hair blue, or wear t-shirts with her monkey-symbol on the front, or blast her song while riding the public transport. To counter the rebellious streak, The Sun & Tower begun publishing a series of starch-collared articles, all purportedly authored by an "insider", to paint Jinx as a threat to good-old-fashioned stability.

Anarchist, madwoman, agent of chaos—the epithets ran the gamut.

And yet, for the youth, it only lent Jinx a brighter luster. For so long, she'd been the villain of their bedtime stories. But as time passed, and Topside rubbed shoulders more and more with Zaunites, they began to see her through a different lens.

A story could have many sides, after all.

And isn't there always a ring of darkness, whenever a star burns brightest?

The feather in Jinx's cap, ironically, was her induction into Piltover's premiere publication: Astro.

The journal had a longstanding reputation as a trendsetter: a single mention could catapult a nobody into notoriety, or turn a fledgling business into a booming success. Jinx was the youngest—only—Zaunite to be considered for the front cover.

The publication had to seek Silco's permission; her Big Nineteenth was just around the corner, but she was technically a minor under Zaunite law. The proposed photospread would feature Jinx in a baby blue halter and matching blue aviators, with her hair coiffed in the victory-roll bob popularized by Zaun's restoration propaganda; flirtily windswept to evoke that free-wheeling whimsy.

The shoot would be themed around Zaun's rising generation of wunderkinds: a burst of fresh energy, with Jinx as its spearhead.

Their only caveat: her tattoos, and the tattoos only, would be airbrushed.

"We understand, in Zaun, body art is a rite of passage," the editor explained, after having done the impossible: secured a meeting with the Eye of Zaun. Dream-come-true or deathwish, that remained to be seen. "But we don't want our audience to associate Zaun with a gangland. It's not in line with the message of this shoot."

"Which is?"

"Youth. Vitality. Hope."

Silco, two-toned eyes piercing behind a steeple of fingers, took in each buzzword. Silence stretched between him and his guest: chokingly tight.

Finally, he cut to the chase.

"Surely," he drawled, "progress implies more than that? An appreciation, for instance, of what came before."

The editor, sweating bullets, mustered an appeasing smile.

"I don't mean it wouldn't be appreciated. But it could be, ah, misinterpreted."

"As?"

"Well—a history of conflict. Violence. Deviance."

Silco's smile widened to show razored teeth. It was charm without an iota of mercy: the shark that devoured whatever foolish fish wandered past its fangs.

"We are Zaun," he said. "Conflict, violence and deviance are the sum of our ethos."

"But..." The editor floundered, but forged on. "With respect, Your Excellency. The audience, if Jinx were to grace the cover, would not be confined to Zaun. Astro celebrates readership from far-flung shores, including Demacia and Noxus. Nations that may not share your...your..."

"Deviation?"

"...Quite." A delicate cough. "It's one thing, to say, feature Zaun's black-market trade, and the pride it takes in bringing people together in defiance of prejudice and societal expectation. That's a feel-good story. We'd happily run that, if only to thumb our own noses at the Council's conservative bloc."

Silco's lips ticked upward. Amused, not by the joke, but the fellow's chutzpah.

"But a culture that equates survival with the barrel of a gun?" Another cough. "That can easily become divisive. Even destructive. If readers who dislike Zaun, use Jinx to vilify the nation she represents—or worse, her father..." The editor bowed slightly, as if paying homage, "I fear it might have far-reaching consequences beyond Astro. And a polarizing outcome for international relations."

"Namely—" the drawl disarmed; the subtext disemboweled, "—you'll market Zaun's free spirit, but elide its context."

The editor flinched; a gutted man, clinging to his innards as they slopped across the carpet. But he was, whatever else, a professional.

"Astro is progressive," he emphasized, "but progress takes patience, Your Excellency. Jinx is an opportunity that deserves to be nurtured."

"How do you propose to 'nurture' a message nipped in the bud?"

"By understanding that this edition is not about yesterday, or today. It is about Tomorrow." The editor leaned in. "What birthed Zaun was a violent struggle. But that message will resonate with few except Zaunites. Instead of focusing on Zaun's bitter beginnings, it is wiser to concentrate on what we all share in common."

Silco's arched brow was the non-verbal equivalent of Go on, pull the other one.

"Respectfully, Excellency, you have said the same in your speeches! We bleed for the right to live. Don't we all? We breathe in spite of our shackles. Don't we all? We yearn to be free. Don't we all?" The editor clapped his hands together: an exhortation. "Zaun has suffered. I acknowledge that. So do many Piltovans. But we cannot fully appreciate how you have suffered. Not unless we meet each other halfway. When we do, compromise becomes nuance."

"Compromise." Silco's head canted to one side. "Through the death of my daughter's character?"

"Not—not necessarily!" The editor backtracked. "Our readers admire authenticity. But authenticity is raw; it cuts bone-deep. I'm asking if we can translate the past into something that... connects... rather than alienates. Rest assured! Our work would celebrate the Zaunite renaissance. Highlight luminaries like Jinx, born in Zaun's slums, who have now seen their dreams come true. Inventions given wings; homes given hearts. Startups rising sky-high. And best of all: children with no doors to walk through, promised new thresholds toward success." Another cough. "It'd be an inspiring narrative. One could even—" A flash of inspiration at metaphoric knifepoint, "—call it a renewal of Zaun's innocence!"

Silco's mismatched eyes held the editor in their crosshairs.

One: unnervingly cold. The other: unnaturally ablaze.

"A strange defense," the trademark tenor dipped lethally low, "given Zaun lost its innocence in the cradle."

The editor opened his mouth; reconsidered. His shoulders slumped.

"Be honest," Silco said. "This is censorship dressed up as conciliation."

"No." The editor shook his head. "Simply the opportunity to unite, rather than divide. And, let's be frank, seize control over Jinx's rising-star narrative before other papers do."

"Of course."

"With respect, Your Excellency. You've had a marvelous hand in sculpting her story thus far. But though you are the, ah, Eye of Zaun, you are also her father. Inevitably, there is bias. For you, she remains a girl-child. A cherished daughter. But to Runeterra, she is becoming a phenomenon. Not to mention: a woman. The combination holds appeal. Power. And others will want that power, badly enough to take it."

Silco, face darkening like the sky before an incursion, spoke slowly: "You're suggesting we preempt her exploitation."

"Yes! And—I realize the irony here!—preempt it by capitalizing on her allure." He broke off, cleared his throat. "Because better us—with Zaun's consent—showcasing her potential, than competitors motivated by more... base... incentives."

Silence hung. Broken only by the metronomic tick-tock.

Not of the clock, but Silco's slow-climbing temper.

"You're proposing," he said, and the steeple of fingers unfurled to separate into two deathly-white fists, "to exploit the very element that endangers her."

"No, your Excellency! To establish her, not as a victim, but a fully fledged sensation!"

"She is already a sensation."

"But with our platform, she'd be celebrated across Runeterra! No Zaunite has ever garnered such spotlight. An icon of unprecedented proportions, shaping discourse from politics to fashion."

"At the expense of her father's will."

"If the choice of clothing offends, we can work through alternatives—"

As abruptly as he'd agreed to the confab, Silco cut it short. "Good day. My blackguards will escort you out."

"But—"

"Your proposal, quite frankly, is above your pay-grade. Leave the diplomacy to the diplomats. And the flesh-peddling to the pimps. I trust Astro with neither. Especially involving my child. But—" He unfolded to his feet, silhouette framed in blood-red by the sunrays cutting through the window, "—if I'm in need of poisonous piffle to prop up my country's black market, you'll be first to know."

There was nothing left to argue.

The editor, with the silence of the condemned, withdrew.

It was only after Silco had returned to his desk, pouring a fifth of whiskey into his cut-crystal glass, that the eavesdropper in the rafters unfolded itself to pour in a shadowy slither across the carpet: soundless, as if weightless, or winged.

"Sheesh," Jinx drawled, hands laced behind her back as she prowled between the armchairs. "And I thought I had rage-issues."

Silco said nothing. The smolder didn't abate.

"Although," she went on, perching on the armrest on his empty chair, "calling him a pimp? Harsh, Daddy-o. Like flesh-peddling isn't a proud Zaunite tradition."

Silco, downing the shot of whiskey, made no comment. His anger—and Jinx had seen him plenty angry, plenty of times, usually with a blade brandished in one fist and a corpse congealing in the corner—was always explosive. A riot, too, given how quiet he was in other respects: suave, smooth, searingly understated. But so were flash-floods before they raged beyond control: insidious, imperceptible, then overwhelming.

This was different.

This was a wrath that manifested as ice: remote, silent, terrible. It set Jinx's teeth on edge the way nothing else could.

"What gives?" She spilled sideways into the empty chair, legs dangling over one armrest, arm slung over the other. "Sure, the guy's a bozo. And his rag makes a clown-show look classy. Plus: the no-ink policy? Total drag. But the bottom-line's what matters, right? A chance to pitch Zaun's brand-new beginning to the masses. Our star power gone interstellar!"

Silco poured himself a second measure. He wasn't really listening, and Jinx bristled. Where did he keep drifting off to? And why, when everything he—they—had worked for was on the cusp of glory?

Or was glory the problem?

(Too short of legacy? Too wide of perfection?)

"Anyway," she went on, determined to sell what couldn't be bought, " Astro's cookie-cutter as hell. But it's got major global juice. Just picture it: pageant spreads highlighting Zaun's greatest achievements. Kitchens stocked with pickled paradise; arc-lit street lamps that turn midnight into high noon; Shimmer-infused lip glosses for killer smooches on steamy summer nights. Everything Zaun prides itself on: making do, making bank, and making a little mischief on the side!"

The dark-spirited silence persisted. Tipping his glass, Silco downed the drink. Jinx mimed along, saluting with a non-existent glass of her own.

No dice. Not even a smile.

Gods, his moods were becoming a zigzag: up, down, left, right. It was disorienting. She'd once thought she knew Silco like the back of her hand—his pettiness, his ruthlessness, the razor-sharp intellect and the bone-dry humor, plus the deadly-soft underbelly that he bared just for her.

But these last few weeks were like wandering through a minefield. One wrong move, and: blam.

Sometimes, Jinx wondered if this was the natural course of things. If, as her ambitions soared, his own would stay tethered, down in the depths that'd birthed him.

In the darkness where he'd dwell alone: stubbornly solitary, killingly self-contained.

And grumpier by the day.

"So," he said at length, "you find their project worthwhile."

Jinx snagged her bottom-lip between her teeth. So he had been listening. More than that: he'd sussed out that Astro's editor would never have successfully navigated past Zaun's bureaucratic labyrinth without inside help.

"Well—yeah," she hedged, tipping a shoulder. "I might've pointed him in the right direction. Helped with the elevator ride up."

Silence, and another pour. Third shot, which meant dangerous territory lay ahead.

But Jinx was nothing if not a daredevil.

"I figured, y'know, it was time to broaden our horizons," she went on. "Reach beyond our comfort zones. Shake a few peaches before they rotted on the tree."

"Peaches?" Ice-cold, and bloody-bare: the glare cutting her way. "Is that what we're calling it?"

"Oh, c'mon!" Jinx, playing footsie with the pile of trade edicts on his desktop, held firm. "You always say Zaun deserves international legitimacy. Well, here's our chance. Piltover's premiere press on our doorstep! Practically begging me to flaunt my ass—er, assets. Not to mention, boost your profile by proxy! Think of all Zaun'll gain—the trade, the tourists, the fat wallets jingling their coinage..."

"With our history stripped wholesale, and the rest sanitized beyond recognition." Silco swirled the dregs of whiskey. In the sunset, a scarlet wash filmed the glass like blood from a fresh-cut throat. "There are less tedious ways of selling Zaun's soul than by whoring yourself out, Jinx."

It was the first time he'd used anything remotely resembling vulgarity in her presence. A measure, perhaps, of just how deeply Topside's overture had bruised his ego.

Or was it something deeper, prickling the undercurrents of their bond?

Punishment, even if unmeant.

"Whore, s'more." Jinx sat up, hoping a little sass would break his funk. "My likeness is already stamped all across Zaun's backyard! So why blow your fuse 'cause some lame-o rag wants a few bits edited out? The guy's just doing his job: keeping his brand vanilla."

"You," Silco cut in, "are not a brand. You are the high Zaunite ideal. Topside has no say in your self-determinism."

But you do, Jinx thought, and felt oddly hollow.

She didn't say it. She didn't need to. Zaun owned her, top to toe, as a symbol. And Silco, her father, held exclusive rights to the rest. Since independence, she'd been serving both masters with boundless vigor, as if she'd been born to the role.

And maybe she was: the girl who'd kickstarted a revolution, and been crowned its queen.

But every shard of her life that Zaun swallowed was a chunk Jinx never had a chance to reclaim. Until, little by little, the resentment became a fierce bright itch under her skin. Until the wanderlust, the soul-deep disconnection, became a fuse fizzing its way to ignition.

Once, it would've ended in self-immolation. Not to mention, city-wide catastrophe. This time, it would be different. No cataclysm, but a comet's trajectory from rock-bottom straight into the stratosphere.

And comets always ate whatever got in their way.

"Maybe," she said, quieter, "it's not about self-determinism, but autonomy."

"Scant difference, if both require compromise."

"That depends."

"On?"

"Mine," she said, "versus ours."

Silco, glass halfway to his lips, stilled.

"Think about it. Five years ago, no Trench-wench would've dreamed of strutting her stuff in Astro's hoity-toity frontispiece. Now, they're here, hat in hand, at our door. And sure, they're fussposts. But change takes time, right? One baby step, then a sprint, and pretty soon it's running marathons!"

"You'd let Topside profit from your erasure to prove a point?"

"I'd prove to the Fissurefolk that nothing's outta bounds. They don't need to flaunt their suffering on their skins. Our ink ain't proof of principle: just our pride. And that pride runs deeper than any tattooist's needle. No matter how far we reach or how high we soar, nothing can take that away." Her chin tipped. "And if Topside's calling the shots on what's acceptable today? Tomorrow it'll be us. Because once a movement like this gains momentum, there's no going backward."

"Can't put the genie back in her bottle, hm?"

"Exactly!" She dropped the playful pretense. Her eyes locked on his. "The tipping point doesn't come easy, Silco. But when it does? It's a critical hit. The kinda stuff they'll write about in the schoolbooks. The kinda stuff every starry-eyed, scabby-kneed, snot-nosed little sumpsnipe will read about, and realize, hell. I could make that leap too. And if ol Jinx can get the ball rollin,' well. Ain't that worth a little sacrifice?"

"A little sacrifice," Silco repeated, witheringly neutral. "Until the next. And the next. Until we're back to square one, with no boundaries left to claim."

Jinx refused to be cowed. "Until one article becomes ten. Then fifty. Then a hundred! Until talk of Zaun's as commonplace as a handshake. Until the dialogue's shifted from, Wow, that terrorist sure looks hot, to Wow, what drove this girl to go war? And if they don't want the same war spreading to their streets, what can they do to help us help ourselves?"

"We didn't fight for help. We fought to be free."

"And maybe it's the talking," she countered, "that'll make it happen."

"Utopian drivel."

"Nope!" Jinx popped the syllable. "Pure chess. You say it yourself: the Council's terrified of losing face. And once Zaun's gained clout on the global stage, we'll be a threat to their pride instead of a dirty open secret. They'll have to widen the embrace—not as partners-in-crime, but as in-laws. Even siblings. Once they do? The average Piltie starts asking questions. Important questions! Questions like, hey, maybe reparations aren't enough? Maybe restitution's the way to go? Maybe re-establishing bonds is the path to salvation—not to mention the influx of sweet-ass Zaunite tech! All this in exchange for—"

"—for selling yourself like a sweetmeat to the highest bidder?"

"They're asking me to pose for a magazine," Jinx snapped, temper flaring at the condescension. "Not suck their dicks!"

A vulgarism for a vulgarism: fair trade in a city founded upon theft.

Silco's jaw tightened. The infamous temper held. Only his face spoke: a subtle shift from simple anger to a more complex emotion. And Jinx, with a sudden arrowing to the heart of the target—a smoothness that, like in firefights, verged on Zen-like—understood precisely why he hated the idea of her starring in Astro.

A refusal to play by their rules, yes. But also the refusal to relinquish what lay deepest at stake.

Her choice versus his own.

"What're you so afraid of?" she challenged, more slowly. "That I'll kickstart a new epoch for Zaun, but forget to pay my dues?"

"Forget how many they butchered us for daring to stand tall?" Silco retorted, silken as a silver garrote. "Forget that your wages of acceptance equate to surrendering their lifeblood: brutalized, subjugated, buried wholesale? Forget the murder that marks our very foundation?"

His vehemence brooked zero room for disagreement; no latitude for compromise. Because it wasn't just Jinx's choice that was the crux of the issue. It was the principle he'd built the city upon. Forward but never forget. An article of faith that underlined everything they'd suffered together. The root cause that'd led them, hand-in-hand, down the road to revolution.

And left thousands of bodies in their wake.

But Jinx refused to be browbeaten. She'd had her fill of ghosts: theirs, hers. All those decades, with nothing but bitterness to nurse their dreams. Surely, now that they'd made it, it was time for brighter beginnings? Time to write a chapter for those yet to come; something to wash the aftertaste of blood away?

Time to build bridges, if it meant stopping someone else from burning them down.

Or drowning in their shadow.

"No one's denying where we come from," she said flatly. "No one's forgetting why we fight. But I want Zaun to endure beyond the past, Silco. We're gonna change the world. And all of us—every single one, no matter what our past or future—will stand stronger if we go out there as whole. Not shattered to shit."

"Progress," Silco intoned, "at any price."

"Weighed up and worth it. Isn't that what you taught me?"

Silco set his glass back on the desk: cut-crystal met mahogany with a brittle clink.

Something changed, imperceptibly, in his stance. Still frigid as death; still simmering below the surface. But now an undercurrent ran through. Sorrow, perhaps. Scorn.

Or a subspecies of both: tender to the last, like a wound that never healed.

"Such grand justifications," he said, softly, "for a little girl's plea."

Jinx didn't flinch; the insinuation hurt too much.

"What do you think?" he went on, fingertip idly tracing the rim of the glass. "That selling out will win your sister over? That her side—their side—will forget your sins if you're willing to forgive their own?"

The sting of that rebuke—succinct, searing—sent tears pricking at the corners of Jinx's eyes. Because of course he knew. He knew, same way he knew her. Because they were both so fucking alike: born of a common flame that would not be doused.

Both clinging to a conviction that somehow, someday, the razing of their past would give way to a bloodless future.

And leaving, always, ashes behind.

"Maybe we could forgive," Jinx said, refusing to bleed. "Even if we never forget. Or maybe it's pointless, and instead of burying the hatchet, it's better to bury the bodies and burn all bridges forever. But if the dead can't let the past go, how can the living rebuild, Silco? If we stop trying, we'll stagnate. And then, everything we fought for—everything we deserve—it's all gone. A monument to our own hubris."

Something shifted again: the coldness yielding. But his eyes stayed hard.

"So," he murmured, "you would offer yourself up? A lamb at the slaughter."

"Call it whatever you want," Jinx retorted. "But every moment we spend in Zaun's past, is another moment our future's forfeit."

"And this forfeiture? Will it earn you the vindication you seek?"

Jinx shook her head. In a single fluid motion, she'd slid off the chair, skirting the desk with a dancer's grace. They came face-to-face: two shadows poised in a pool of bloody light.

"This," she said, "is nothing more—nothing less—than what Zaun deserves."

"That being?"

"The chance to move forward."

And, she tipped forward to drop a kiss to Silco's scarred cheekbone.

The sun sank scarlet: arterial-rich, slow and deep. In the glow, Silco's eyes were two black mirrors. Reflecting the incandescence of his daughter's dreams, even as his pale hands tangled in the tassels of her blue hair.

Twisting, ever-so-slightly, tighter.

[brokenmachinemusings]

guys idk if anyone else has but i found the link click camera. rolleiflex 2,8f aurum, a special edition. at first i thought it was a regular 2,8f rolleiflex, because most rolleiflex are black and on later models they have a very similar look; 2,8f lenses looked the most similar to link click ones. however, the sphere engraving at the top is throwing me off; maybe it’s a different brand? but that makes no sense, considering it looks like a typical rolleiflex and at the top cheng xiaoshi it literally says “polleiflex” and it has a diamond engraving. (sorry, i don’t know how to call it, i’ll just say engraving.) at the reflection of the sphere TLR (ill call them that, stands for twin-lens reflex, which is the camera type) it does turn into a diamond (if anyone has the blank version of this poster i would be grateful!), which makes me to think it was probably from the messing with timelines? which is a wild guess. but regular butterfly effects occur so much in time travel media, and in link click, too (you just haven’t realized it).

reflections… they typically tell the objective truth, don’t they? it used to be a diamond engraving so typical of most rolleiflex cameras; the logo. yet the meddling of time has skewed even that, and you can’t tell which is real and which is fake. i looked through a list of models; did it again. maybe i missed something. there are NO rolleiflex with a circle. the can spelling out “past or future, let them be” next to said TLR is even more telling. a typical warning label, one that wasn’t followed. even if you try your best, you’re bound to make a mistake or two, and suddenly all of history is altered to the point the logo (and maybe the name?) of a camera production company looks different.

you know, what’s interesting is these cameras are big on the parallax effect. due to the viewfinder being one lens, where you can look through to better capture your photograph (it’s why they were more popular than SLRs at the time, or single-lens reflex cameras), there is bound to be a mistake due to the height. well, not mistake, but the result is slightly altered; slightly skewed from how you perceive it. TLR’s also shoot in 6x6 dimensions; there’s the number 6 again. link click has a lot of repeating numbers, the most of them being especially 8 and 5, and 6 is another one. (let me redirect you to the fact li tianchen’s localized/english name is ‘vi’; not one i’m on-board with, but an interesting choice, considering that is the roman numeral for 6 and you could’ve chosen literally anything else. i’m slowly starting to believe each character has a number associated with them; cheng xiaoshi 8, li tianchen 6, and lu guang likely 5. but maybe it’s the other way around. if you’re curious, my personal belief is that we are currently in the 8th timeline.)

the model of our rolleiflex, K7F aurum, or 2.8f aurum, whichever you prefer to call it, comes out in 1983. cheng xiaoshi was likely born around 2000. well, it says 2000, but it’s unsure if that’s set in stone. which means that was 17 years prior to his birthday; his parents have well been alive at the release of this special camera.

you know what i think? i think it might be a gift, or a heirloom so to say. his parents — while we don’t know which one does more — are obviously working with photography, likely from a young age, just like him. likely bought the camera themselves, or got it gifted from someone close — either way, it ended up in time photo studio, or in cheng xiaoshi’s hands, likely stashed away. you don’t take a special edition camera out to shoot every day, do you?

well, that’s what i’m gathering anyway. it could be that cheng xiaoshi doesn’t even have such a camera — or OUR cheng xiaoshi doesn’t. it’s not explicitly shown in the donghua; like i said, either doesn’t exist yet or is hidden away somewhere. the only problem i find with it not being in cheng xiaoshi’s hands until the time comes; where does he get a rolleiflex aurum? a camera that often goes for around 4k, one that was made a good almost 40 years ago. it’s possible that the camera is meant as a simple metaphor, to represent something in the show… we don’t know what, yet, but this is just speculation.

i tend to end off my rants in a weird note, unable to think of how exactly to formulate that. i apologize in this case. thanks for reading; if you have any thoughts or any way to extend this, feel free to reblog, comment or go to my askbox. leaving the full art/posters at the end here in case anyone wants to look at them. again, if you have the clean version, please please please send it to me

(i think, a really interesting detail of this poster is that li tianchen’s on there. if you look close enough)

[btm-txt]

⌜Guardian Fun Facts⌟

@charleecat-bat Figured I’d spread the love of that sweet sweet headcanon lore to boost your spirits ^^ so here’s some fun little tidbits of the boys. 

Fun facts about some of  the Brotherhood of Guardians: 

Locke:  

Big history and archeology nerd and will give you a whole TedTalk if you ask him the simplest of questions about it, he’s just passionate and doesn’t know when to stop yapping about it. 

Because of his passion for ancient echidna history he’s gotten really into crafting, mostly making his own clothing and leather working, inspired by the old echidna tribes along with his own flair. 

Has a sad boy playlist he listens to in his private time to be in his feelings (Coldplay just resonates with him) Generally his music tastes are rather… basic, some would say, but he doesn’t mind. 

Has a secret love affair with another noble man but shhh… homie is just hungry for affection tbh.

Sabre:

Growing up in the Lost Tribe often leaves him feeling like a fish out of water even after years of living on Island, tending to have more naturalistic habits and preferences.

Has a more specialized diet for his health and also personal taste, will gravitate more to organic foods and will rarely eat meat unless fresh. Generally dislikes overly processed foods.

Is generally more open minded in comparison to his peers, open to trying new experiences even if it’s something his family would not favor. Has even gotten a tattoo somewhere he keeps hidden. 

He has a big love for music especially fond of psychedelic rock and reggae, often times he’s playing music in his quarters as his main form of entertainment. 

Athair:

Even though he’s not a Guardian and lives with the Lost Tribe he still manages to visit either through astral projection or in person (although the ladder being more rare) will often come on a random day completely unannounced (to his family’s and mostly his son’s dismay lol).

He’s incredibly openminded and willing to try anything at least once, loving to experience new things and learn things kinesthetically.

No stranger to physical touch and affection, will always greet anyone with a tight hug and peck on the cheek, also has no concept of ‘personal space’.

Janelle-Li:

She’s a high energy girlie, never skipping a beat she loves to stay active wether in her work or in her personal life, always chasing the ‘what’s next’.

She’s incredibly charismatic and one of the most successful Guardians because of it. She had no trouble making friends and even having difficult conversations with a cool sense of diplomacy.

Out of all the suiters that came her way she had no interest in them, instead falling in love with some dork she ran into by chance, while he thought he was way out of her league she was infatuated with him and would be the one pursuing him romantically, eventually asking him for his hand in marriage. 

Has a bit of a secret sweet tooth, something that she bonds with her great grandfather over. The two often having secret late night sweet runs to get ice cream or some other sweet treat available. 

Thunderhawk:

Big family man, has a big love for his family above anything else, making it a personal responsibility to take care of his family’s physical and mental wellbeing. Has a big heart in general and loves to care for others.

LOVES disco music, keeps a good playlist of 80’s pop and disco jams that he listens to while working or cooking, can’t help but break into a little dance or sing along especially while cooking.

He likes to cook for others and is usually the one to cook on base. He believes that cooking is a great way to bring people together and elevate spirits.

He has a more effeminate demeanor to him, and while he’s generally gentle natured, his Guardian training makes him a force to be reckoned with to anyone that undermines his kindness for weakness. 

Sojourner:

Don’t let him cook. EVER. Can’t cook for shit and does not have a refined pallet, he’s perfectly comfortable eating some processed garbage or even MREs. Is also known to l also peel the crust off his sandwich bread, and have a glass of milk with any meal. 

Although he sucks at cooking he really enjoys grilling meat and is the one thing he can do exceptionally well since it’s his favorite thing to eat. Will throw down on the BBQ just don’t ask him to make any sides lol. 

Is the ONLY person that can get away with joking or pranking his father and is 100% comfortable doing it, while he might get some consequences, it doesn’t deter him from poking at his father to try to get a reaction from him. 

While he’s not one for physical or even romantic affection he’ll get incredibly cuddly in his sleep and is known to be more clingy and affectionate when intoxicated (he will never admit it though lol) 

Spectre:

Has a BIG sweet tooth, tries to keep it a secret but sometimes he can’t help himself to any treats he finds (he may have sabotaged a family gathering or two by eating the dessert early).

Even though he’s not great at displaying his emotions he loves his family immensely and will always try to be there to support and do right by them. Often expressing his affection physically rather than verbally.

Relatively open-minded and not one to be judgmental of others, if it’s not hurting anyone or themselves he couldn’t care less what others do in their personal life, especially including his family.

While he’s not much of a talker he’s a great listener, will actively listen and take in what other’s are saying and help provide insight if needed but is also just happy to just be an open ear.

Secretly plays the piano in his spare time and is rather good at it, he would especially play for his mother and wife all the time they would ask. 

Because he’s so big in stature he tends to make his own garments to fit his own aesthetic, learning to sew from his mother. He would also learn metal working in order to make his own helmets.

Hope you enjoy my little brain dump on these guys, they’re always running through my head and it’s always the fun little tidbits that are the most fun to think about. ^^

[venigni]

Lies of P Teacher AU

Mr. P: Instrumental Music

He prefers to express himself through music and conduction rather than words. He is very kind, soft spoken, and handsome, so a lot of people have crushes on him. His grey hair despite his youth is a mystery to the entire student body, who often circulate rumors about it. No one knows what the P stands for, either.

The Corday Sisters: Choir

The Cordays are a sisterly duo who teach choral classes and also manage the school's show choir.

Mr. Carlo: English Literature

He refuses to use his last name because of the association with his father who teaches at the same school. He is very casual with his students and jokes around a lot, but is also a very harsh grader and isn't afraid to be outright mean to misbehaving students, a similarity he shares with his father. However, he's so down-to-earth (and handsome) that most don't hold it against him. He's so different from Mr. P that most forget they're brothers even if they have identical faces.

Romeo: Language Arts & Drama

Romeo teaches theater history and LA to the younger students of the high school while Mr. Carlo handles the older ones. Their classrooms are next to each other and they're constantly hanging out in each other's. Some students suspect there might be something going on between the two of them. Romeo is easygoing and very casual, and asks to be called by his first name to create a more comfortable environment. He has a pride flag on his desk and also runs the drama club after school.

Signor Geppetto: Art

The second oldest but definitely meanest teacher at the school. Art is NOT a slack off elective. He runs class like a drill sergeant and has very high expectations most fail to meet. He's a world-renowned artist from Italy. It's considered a rarity to see him smiling and only a select handful can attest to ever witnessing it. People often transfer out of his class after the first week, and it's common to see students leave his classroom in tears. Some are stuck up and talented enough to get into his inner circle and always shittalk others' work while they eat their lunches in his classroom, or hang out there after school, which Signor Geppetto isn't shy about joining in on. This makes him revered to just a select few.

Mr. Giangio: Agricultural Studies

He's the newest teacher at the school and is considered very odd. He's always misplaced something and dresses overly formal. The students are convinced he has no idea what he's doing and are learning alongside them. The advanced students even seem more knowledgeable than he...Seriously, why is he at this school?

Belle & Atkinson: Physical Education & Health

A husband-and-wife duo that wear matching track suits every day. They're tough, but kind, and take what they do very seriously. Prefer to be called by their first names.

Mr. Alidoro: History

Despite his youthful appearance, this guy knows a ton and has the experience to back it up. He makes history interesting to students by tying in real-life stories about his adventures. Some insist they have to be fake, but he does have a ton of relics on display all over the classroom to prove them. He has a service dog that is with him in class every day. The kids love him!

Mr. Hugo: History - Student Teacher

Mr. Hugo is Mr. Alidoro's student teacher. He's studying to be a history teacher himself and is a big fan of Mr. Alidoro. Seems like an eager puppy himself. It makes for an interesting dynamic in the classroom that entertains students. Some people think he might have a crush on him since he seems so eager to bend over backwards. Mr. Alidoro seems oblivious to it.

Miss Monad: Basic Social Studies & Psychology

Miss Monad is very pretty and very kind. She is loved by all and students never misbehave in her presence. Those who do early on in the semester get so much hate from their peers, they never dare to do so again. She always wears a pretty butterfly brooch somewhere on her outfit. It seems very special to her, and she tells those who ask as much, but no one really knows what it means. She seems to have a very good understanding of her subject and her gentleness commands a certain respect from both kids and her peers.

Mr. Manus seems to have a crush on her and keeps visiting her classroom whenever he can since it's down the hall from his, but when he is around seems to be the only time she is a bit sharp. She's not afraid to tell him to bug off, even if it is in a very polite way.

Mr. Gemini: Robotics & Computer Sciences

Mr. Gemini is great with technology and anything computer-related. He talks a lot and is kind of a stereotypical nerd. He gets very excited when students take interest in his subject and geeks out right alongside them. He's a total chatterbox and spends his lunch hour in Mr. P's classroom listening to the music being played. They seem to be best friends and make a funny duo, since Mr. P barely says a word and Mr. Gemini can't shut up.

Mr. Venigni: Basic Sciences & Physics

A famous inventor who was invited to teach in Krat by Principal Cerasani so that he could spread his breadth of knowledge with the next generation of scientists. He dresses very eccentric, has a funny mustache, and at first, a lot of students have difficulty understanding his heavy Italian accent. Even though some can find his subject hard, he makes sure every student gets the help they need and is actually very thoughtful. He makes sure his students are prepared for Mr. Manus's classes, but something about the way his usual cheerful demeanor changes around him tells kids that they might not actually get along despite teaching in the same department.

Mr. Manus: Chemistry & Advanced Sciences

Mr. Manus is older, but is still considered one of the more handsome teachers at the school. He is very charismatic and is always friendly outside of the classroom, which encourages students to sign up for his advanced classes even if they're not the best at science. He playfully shittalks Mr. Venigni from time to time, which can rub some the wrong way. He doesn't seem to get along with the other teachers in general. He's strict but fair, and overall somehow kind of intimidating despite his outwardly gentle smile. A bit of an enigma.

Mr. Pulcinella - Home Economics

Mr. Venigni's adoptive father, though no one actually knows that. He's the oldest teacher at the school. He's soft-spoken and very kind, but a little boring to some. Others enjoy the calming and very peaceful atmosphere his classroom brings; it's a boon within an otherwise busy school day.

Miss Eugénie: Woodworking & Shop

She's young and very pretty. She teaches shop and because of her wit and general likability, a lot of students end up crafting gifts for her. Her little office is floor-to-ceiling project presents that have been given to her over the few years she's been teaching. Even people uninterested in shop take it just because they hear such good things about her. She isn't afraid to speak her mind, though, and if something is ugly--she'll tell it to your face. That doesn't mean she'll cherish it any less.

Ms. Cerasani & Mr. Polendina: Principal & Her Right-hand Associate Principal

Everyone loves Ms. Cerasani! She is very kind and has created a very loving environment in the school. She is always willing to listen to her staff and is patient with everyone. She actually was a famous pianist in her youth, and sometimes she stops by Mr. P's classroom to play a song for the students, who listen in awe and amazement. Mr. Polendina is a stickler for rules which sometimes makes him the butt of student jokes, just because he's so very uptight.

[therecordchanger62279]

ALL THE ELVIS YOU NEED

     As an influence, it’s impossible to overstate the importance of Elvis Presley. But I’ve always felt his influence, and his impact on Rock ‘n’ Roll, and Pop culture obscured the fact that the catalog of music he left behind, except for what he recorded during brief stays in Memphis in the mid 1950s, and Memphis again in the late 1960s, is not particularly impressive. Maybe it’s heresy to suggest that Presley’s true greatness lies with his image, and his impact rather than his art. Even so, I would also argue that the music he made between 1954-1958, along with the music he made in 1968-69 is more than enough to cement his legacy, and his reputation as the single greatest icon in the history of Rock ‘n’ Roll.

     The mistake all of the Elvis compilations make is trying to include too many of his hits in these various packages that have come out. Elvis had a lot of hits that were, frankly, nothing special. There are a lot of album tracks – particularly on that series of albums he recorded in Memphis in the wake of his ’68 comeback special, that are incredible, and proof of just how great Presley was as a stylist.

     With all that in mind, I put together what I think is a definitive list (now, a playlist, but at the time I conceived it was a burned CD) of all the Elvis Presley you “need.” It might not be everything you “want,” but it can be all you “need.” I think what Presley did that was essential was mostly Rock ‘n’ Roll with an occasional ballad for contrast. And with that in mind, this 29- track compilation is my “go to” one-stop Elvis Presley CD (or playlist if you’re under the age of 40). It kicks off with five tracks from the original Sun sessions, and never lets up. When it ends, all you can do is wipe the sweat from your brow, and say to yourself, “Wow! He really was the one.”

  1. That’s All Right

  2. Blue Moon of Kentucky

  3. Good Rockin’ Tonight

  4. I’m Left, You’re Right, She’s Gone

  5. Mystery Train

  6. Heartbreak Hotel

  7. My Baby Left Me

  8. Blue Suede Shoes

  9. Hound Dog

10. Don’t Be Cruel

11. I Was the One

12. A Big Hunk O’ Love

13. (Now and Then) There’s a Fool Such As I

14. It’s Now or Never

15. Are You Lonesome Tonight?

16. His Latest Flame

17. Little Sister

18. Guitar Man/What’d I Say?

19. Big Boss Man

20. U.S. Male

21. Don’t Cry Daddy

22. In the Ghetto

23. Suspicious Minds

24. True Love Travels on a Gravel Road

25. Stranger in My Own Home Town

26. Power of My Love

27. Kentucky Rain

28. Only the Strong Survive

29. Any Day Now

[seaofreverie]

Sparkstember Day 26: A Steady Drip, Drip, Drip (Pacific Standard Time)

My feelings about A Steady Drip, Drip, Drip are as follows: 💖💙💞💛🖤💖💙💞💕. Yeah that sums it up. But ok, for real now. I have a long and personal history with this album, which... no, I don't actually have a long history with it, so maybe that only makes its personal significance to me even more amazing in nature. Got it as a christmas gift last year, been listening to it and enjoying it and occasionally crying to it and experiencing other beautiful emotions with it ever since. It's the kind of thing where I feel like a part of my very *soul* lies there, you know, right from the start.

How do I put it without sounding too dramatic. Well, it's probably the most comforting album for me that I can think of. It's in the music, but also in how Sparks themselves have this sort of presence of a spark of light in the dark for me currently, which I'm sure is something that many other people can relate to. It reminds me of how time will pass and things will change but you can always find something beautiful in midst of it all that can be your new home. And it TRULY feels exactly like this: I can just put this album on or even just think about doing that, and I'm immediately filled with warm fuzzy feelings and everything seems not quite as dark as it just seemed moments ago.

There's something deeply personal and resonating about ASDDD that I can't find on even any other Sparks album. And a big part of it is... drumroll... the lyrics (because I suppose I don't pay QUITE as much attention to those most of the time). This has got to be my favourite Sparks album in that aspect, definitely. I love how there's lots about being an artist, about achieving something, about feelings of inadequacy, fear, and about meaning and purpose too... And maybe less "strange" subjects than usual but still, the trademark Sparks humour never leaves and the more heartfelt elements of their work can shine even more!

I also think that this album is really just fantastic in every way, and has so many instant classics that feel like they've been with us forever rather than for only about 4 years. And something else that I nearly forgot, because I think this very special and cool thing about ASDDD especially is how it mixes synths and electronic, spacey sounds with acoustic guitar, and a more earthy sound, so to speak... and it's honestly just so perfect to me, how well it works here.

Another thing that occurred to me this morning when I was listening to Hippopotamus (and trying not to cry lol, been really feeling all the feelings of appreciation and love that I have for Sparks over these past couple of days), is how there's something so special and inimitable about Sparks in this era especially. I love their 00s renaissance era for all its artistry and brilliance and how it's them reinventing themselves completely all over again... But this - these last couple of years, is where the HEART of it all really shows I think. I just get this overwhelming feeling that they're doing exactly what they want to be doing, the way they want to do it, and they're having so much fun with it too. It's so clear not just in the music itself, but their live shows, and everything else... And what can I say, thinking about it this way leaves me all :'))))

No point in counting off almost all of the songs and only leaving out a couple, when they're all so great and either among my top favourites or on their way of joining those ranks, so I'm just going to go over a few of them now... What I could call my Top 3 probably.

All That

I mean. .. This song is so cool because it has such a closer feeling (and appropriately enough that's what it's used as during live shows) but it's still an opener of the whole album and, yes, it works. I guess it really tells you all you need to know about what else is to come right away. Fun fact: this is both my parents' favourite Sparks song, and yeah I got this album as a gift from my dad actually, and he says that this song sounds like it came right from the 80s and is this whole beloved classic song. Makes sense why it'd be their favourite then! And truly speaks in favour of how Sparks are just making modern classics like it's nothing. Besides that... this songs is truly All That and more. I don't know man! I started writing about every song on this album a couple months ago and then forgot about it so it's only half finished, and All That is one of those songs that I only managed to come up with maybe one sentence for at that time. It's a lot! And it's so utterly beautiful!

Pacific Standard Time

As I've said before, I don't really like making definitive statements like these most of the time, but if I REALLY had to pick just one... Sure, this might be my #1 favourite Sparks song (and #1 favourite song overall honestly, if we follow that route??). That whole effect of "everything's ok when I listen to this" - yep, this is where it reaches its peak. Most comforting song ever, no competition (maybeeee All That could come kind of close, but that one makes me cry too much to be truly comforting actually, haha)

Self-Effacing

Love the lyrics, love the whole thing, the acoustic guitar plus the organ work so well together. This song has both the energy and the hopeful spirit that makes me very happy, and it never fully left my mind ever since I first heard it

[justinspoliticalcorner]

Darrell Lucus at Loud, Liberal, Christian:

One of the few diehard Donald Trump supporters among my friends often says that I shouldn’t let my disgust at Trump’s behavior blind me to what he’s supposedly doing for the country. She frequently says, “You’re not inviting him to dinner!” She also suggests that I’m letting my outrage at Trump’s outrages—something that has once again become an almost daily occurrence since his return to the White House—override my love for the country. Like most of us who have recoiled in disgust at Trump ever since he came down the escalator, I despise Trump because I love my country. And like most of us who have recoiled in disgust at Trump over the years, I despise Trump because, time and again, he has shown that despite his ranting about how Democrats and their handmaidens in the “FAKE NEWS media” don’t let him do his job, he hasn’t even begun to understand what his job is. Yet another reminder of this came with Trump’s displays on social media on Easter Sunday.

As much of the East Coast was gearing up to go to church, Trump fired off this on Truth Social. Before you ask—this is real. So, once again, we have another deranged holiday social media post from Trump. Posts like this are why I have never even considered supporting him, and why I will never vote Republican for anything, anywhere again until the GOP shakes itself loose from him. You don’t need any special training to know that anyone who posts something like this is not well. If anyone else posted something like this, people would rightly be questioning their sanity. Why should Trump get a pass for this? I’ve asked this question for a decade every time he fires off a deranged post along these lines—and I’ve yet to get an answer that makes any kind of sense.

This is especially personal for me, as someone who has been taken advantage of by a lot of people in my 47 years on this planet. Most of my longtime readers and friends know about two of the most outrageous examples. In my freshman year at Carolina, I was tricked into joining an abusive and outright cultish hypercharismatic group. It took me six months to get out of there—a little over 180 days. By my reckoning, they lied to me 180 times, if not more. Years later, I spent three years being married to an abusive and controlling woman who yelled, screamed and cursed at me so often that when I finally left, I was as beaten down as anyone who had been slapped or punched by their spouse. Even worse, I discovered that this woman had willfully concealed her history of abusing her own children—a history that, as far as I’m concerned, rendered that marriage morally null and void. More recently, I discovered not long after I got married for the second time legally and the first time morally that my father—or rather, my sperm donor—had willfully stayed on third shift as a city bus driver in order to facilitate cheating on my mother. I had wondered why he would stay on third knowing that he had a teacher for a wife and two sons at home. He claimed the timing of first shift didn’t work—an argument that didn’t cut ice, given that he was the union rep there for years and could have lobbied for changes. Now I knew why he hadn’t done so. While I’ve expressed my feelings about these matters on social media, I would never, ever, do so in a manner as deranged as Trump has done. It’s part of the reason I bristle at the times that people excuse Trump’s behavior because at bottom, he’s a guy from Queens. I’m half North Jerseyan—basically from a different part of the same country as Trump. There’s one big difference, though. Unlike Trump, I know how to control my tongue—and my thumbs. Granted, a few of my friends on both sides of the aisle have been concerned about how I turn the screws on abusive churches. But I would never, ever talk about them in the manner that Trump talks about people whom he thinks have wronged him. [...] That Trump found it acceptable to make a post this deranged was bad enough. But to pile obscenity on top of insult, he ordered it on the official White House social media channels. No, I’m not kidding. Here’s how it looked on Instagram. [...] Think about it, folks. The president of the United States found it acceptable to fire off a deranged attack against his foes—and then found it acceptable to post it on official social media channels.

Darrell Lucus is right: Donald Trump is manifestly unfit to continue holding office, as his Easter temper tantrum post on Truth Social is more evidence.

[absolutebl]

2023 Thai BL Favorites List - Mid Year Check In

Tagged by @thatgirl4815​ (thanks hon!) I adapted this to my taste.

Feel free to c/p do the same! 

I’m answering all these right now for 2023, because it’s too complicated for me otherwise. 

Favorite Thai BL 2023:

My School President

Favorite currently active Thai BL Branded Pair:

High Heat: Net James (Bed Friend) 

Established: OhmFluke (609 Bedtime Story)

New: GeminiFourth (My School President & Moonlight Chicken) 

Most underrated Thai BL actor right now: 

Film Thanapat. He was perfectly serviceable in To Sir, With Love but he’s a goddamn revelation in Laws of Attraction. 

Pair the deserves a second chance: 

Haii & Boom (Chains of Heart) 

Favorite Thai BL Main Character 2023:

King (Bed Friend) 

Favorite Thai BL Side Character 2023:

Thiu (My School President)

Favorite Thai BL side dishes 2023: 

Li Ming & Heart (Moonlight Chicken)

Favorite scene in a Thai BL so far:

My School President calling on the spirit of Love Sick. What can I say? I love meta and I love BL remembering it’s own history. This did both. 

Most Anticipated Thai BL (& why):

I Feel You Linger in the Air 

I like the premise, the cast looks great. This is a time travel historical romance adaption of y-novel by Violet Rain about a heartbroken architect who is transported to the 1930s from the producers of Lovely Writer.

Guilty pleasure Thai BL 2023 series (or likely to become so):

Future the series

July 2023 Thai BL Report

ABL has watched:

My School President & Our Skyy 2: My School President

La Pluie

Step By Step

Bed Friend

Between Us

Destiny Seeker

Make a Wish

Moonlight Chicken

Never Let Me Go & Our Skyy 2: Never Let Me Go

Our Skyy 2: A Tale of Thousand Stars

Our Skyy 2: Bad Buddy

Our Skyy 2: Star in My Mind

Our Skyy 2: The Eclipse

A Boss and a Babe & Our Skyy 2: A Boss and a Babe

Cutie Pie 2 You special

Future the series

609 Bedtime Story

Our Skyy 2: Vice Versa

I Will Knock You

Remember Me

Tin Tem Jai

Pastsenger

The Promise

Cafe In Love

Chains of Heart

Hit Bite Love

The Luminous Solution

My Blessing

Currently Watching: 

Be Mine Super Star

Be My Favorite

Dinosaur Love

Hidden Agenda

Laws of Attraction

Love Syndrome III  

Low Frequency

Senior Love Me

Wedding Plan

Can’t Find

Love Upon a Time

Boyband the series

Heart by Heart

Moments Of Love

DNF 

House of Stars

Till the World Ends

Announced for 2023 (maybe still to come?)

After Sundown

1626

Fake Love

Friends Forever

I Wish You Love

Lucky Love

Pisces of Me

Refund Love

Right Time, Right You

You Are My Soulmate

The Camp Fire

The Outing Series

Deep Night

Pit Babe

Rule No.1: Don’t Be Too Emotional

Future From Me

SHADOW

Naughty Babe

Only Friends

Buddy Line Y Animal AKA

Mystique in the Mirror

2 Worlds

Punk Spy

The Next Prince

Kemjira Will Survive

Playboyy

Close Friend 3 Soju Bomb

Waterboyy 3 AKA Waterboys

Acadex

I Feel You Linger in the Air

Middleman’s Love AKA Middle Love

Cinderella Boys

Cherry Magic (Thai remake)

Born to be Y

Dangerous Romance

23.5

4 Minutes

7 Times 4 Days

Big Dragon 2

Big Dragon the movie

Boy Never Smiles

Chiang Mai Adventures

City of Stars 

Colorful Melody

Cooking Crush

Flirt Milk

Friend. Boyfriend

Heroin The Series

Hot Bamee and Yummy Gyogung

Khemjira Will Survive

Last Twilight

Lost in the Woods

Love in Translation

Love Puzzle AKA Plengrak AKA

Love Syndrome – The Beginning

Lover Merman

Man Suang

Night Dream

Our Skyy 2

Our Story

Rule No.1: Don't Be too Emotional

Sunset Vibes

The Chinese Family

The D Project

The Hidden Character

The Internship

The Sign

The Whisperer

True Moon

Two Worlds

Wish Me Luck

Wish You Luck

Y-Moment

Crazy Handsome Rich

For Him the series

Twin The Series AKA Twins

Casanova Begins

Marry Go Round

Venus in the Sky  

[ninemelodies]

out of sight, out of mind

written for @doctordonnaweek day 5: memory/change

also on ao3

On Messaline, the Doctor had told Jenny that being a Time Lord was a sum of knowledge, a code, a shared history, a shared suffering. Before Jenny had died, he had begun planning how best to share his memories and that knowledge. Jenny would know the history of Gallifrey and their people. That dream had shattered like glass when that gunshot rang out. 

Since then, he has given up on hoping for anything more. He is the last. The Doctor walks alone and the last memories of Gallifrey and Time Lords would fade into history with his death. He is fine with that, really, he has accepted it. So why is he so traitorously hopeful when Donna pops up from behind that console in the Crucible spouting technological jargon that only a Time Lord would know and ideas that only a Time Lord could begin to conceive of? 

A two-way biological metacrisis. A human being with a Time Lord consciousness. It is brilliant, and of course it would be Donna at the heart of it all. For as long as they have been traveling together, the Doctor has known there was something special about Donna. In a universe as vast as the one they lived in, the Doctor had somehow met Donna twice. He had told her there was something binding them. Donna hadn’t believed him. 

But now… now she is so much more than Donna Noble, the temp from Chiswick. Now she is Donna Noble, the most important woman in all of creation. She is the DoctorDonna, like the Ood had foretold. The Doctor is so proud. 

The Doctor is so afraid.

Humans weren’t meant to hold a Time Lord conscious. The Doctor, however indirectly, would kill Donna if he didn’t act. All 900 plus years of his knowledge and memories would fry Donna's synapses like an egg in a hot pan. She would die, and it would be slow, and it would be painful. 

That she had held up this long was a miracle in and of itself. 

Without Donna, they would’ve all died to the Daleks. With Donna, the Doctor feels like his hearts are being shredded. He leans against a coral support and watches as Donna pilots the TARDIS. Round and round the console she goes, flipping a lever here, spinning a dial there, so much like him, and yet so different. 

It would be like this, the Doctor mused. The universe would give him no breaks. Just when he had someone else, an equal to share his world with, to share his life with, all of it, no secrets, no lies, it would be taken from him. Donna could’ve traveled with him forever, and maybe it wouldn’t have been his forever, but it would’ve been her forever. It could’ve been enough.

But he wouldn’t let Donna end up like Jenny. Donna will live, no matter what.

“I thought we could try the planet Felspoon,” Donna says. “Just because. What a good name, Felspoon. Apparently, it's got mountains that sway in the breeze. Mountains that move. Can you imagine?”

Instead of answering, the Doctor asks, “And how do you know that?” 

Donna grins at him. “Because it's in your head. And if it's in your head, it's in mine.” She turns away from him and continues to fiddle with the TARDIS console. 

“And how does that feel?” The Doctor wonders, briefly, just how deep Donna has dug into his memories in the short time she’s had them. There hadn’t been much time on the Crucible, but now, with everyone dropped off and safe in their respective places, she has had nothing but time. 

“Brilliant! Fantastic! Molto bene!” Donna exclaims. “Great big universe, packed into my brain.” She turns back to him. “You know you could fix that chameleon circuit if you just tried hot-binding the fragment links and superseding the binary, binary, binary,” Donna's smile fades and her face goes blank. “Binary, binary, binary, binary, binary, binary, binary, binary, binary, binary, binary-” she gasps and shakes her head, breaking off the loop.

The Doctor straightens and pushes off the coral support. He knew it was coming. That knowledge doesn’t make seeing his best friend in distress because of him hurt less. 

“I'm fine,” Donna says, and then she changes the subject. “Nah, never mind Felspoon. You know who I'd like to meet? Charlie Chaplin. I bet he's great, Charlie Chaplin. Shall we do that? Shall we go and see Charlie Chaplin? Shall we? Charlie Chaplin?” She picks up a phone on the console and holds it up like she’s speaking into it. Donna puts the phone back into the cradle and continues her rambling. “Charlie Chester. Charlie Brown. No, he's fiction. Friction, fiction, fixing, mixing, Rickston, Brixton-" Donna cuts herself off with a gasp again. This time, she folds in on herself, panting. 

Donna is holding her head. She hasn’t straightened from where she’s bent over the console. It must be getting unbearable, the Doctor thinks, as he steps closer. Sometimes his mind, all those memories, all that history and knowledge, gets to be too much even for him, so for Donna the pressure must be nearing excruciating levels. “Do you know what’s happening?” he asks, softly. He knows the answer before she speaks. If it was in his head, it’s in hers. 

“Yeah,” Donna confirms. She straightens up but she won’t look at him. 

“There's never been a human-Time Lord metacrisis before.” Now Donna turns to look at him. “And you know why.” The Doctor finds pieces of himself reflected in her eyes, sees all of his sadness and his guilt lining Donna's face. Does he look like that when he gets lost too deep in his mind? In the darkness that haunts Donna’s eyes, the Untempered Schism flashes, briefly, and he knows time is running short. The Doctor does not wish Donna to see the Schism, even in a memory. 

“Because there can’t be,” Donna whispers. She sniffs and pushes herself away from the console. With her back to him, she walks around the console, flipping more levers as she does. “I want to stay,” she says and she’s back to avoiding his gaze.

He leans on the console next to her, getting close so she can’t ignore him. “Look at me,” he pleads. “Donna, look at me.” 

She hesitates, like she’s fighting it, before she turns to him. “I was gonna be with you, forever.” There are tears building on her bottom lashes, but they do not fall. 

“I know,” the Doctor whispers. 

Donna takes a deep breath. “The rest of my life, traveling in the TARDIS. The DoctorDonna,” she smiles bitterly. 

He continues watching her, but does not speak. There is only one way to save Donna at this point. To save her life, the Doctor has to take all her memories of him. All the ones she experienced herself, and all the ones that were leaking from the consciousness - his consciousness - that was embedded in her mind. 

Something in his eyes must give his plan away, because Donna gasps. Fear and desperation flicker across her face. “No. Oh my god. I can't go back. Don't make me go back,” she pleads. She's backing away from him. 

The Doctor straightens and places his hands on her shoulders. He hates this, hates that Donna is afraid of him, hates that he’s having to hurt yet another person he cares about. 

“Doctor, please, please don't make me go back,” she begs. 

“Donna,” he says and he still hasn’t let go of her shoulders. He knows that if he does she could run and if she runs, she will die. “Oh, Donna Noble. I am so sorry.” And he is. If there was anything else he could do to keep her safe and have her retain her memories, he would. He would have loved to have Donna by his side for so many more adventures. He would’ve let Donna travel with him for as long as she wanted or until she couldn’t anymore. “But we had the best of times,” he says.

They had helped each other become better versions of themselves. Once the Doctor removed all the memories of himself and their adventures, he knew he would be restoring the Donna Noble that he had first met. The Donna who felt useless and trapped in her life as she jumped from temp job to temp job. The Donna who projected being shallow and vain in order to hide the soft heart of gold inside. 

He could only hope that the Donna he had come to know - the one who would sacrifice herself for someone she barely knew, the one who was so kind and so selfless, the one who had finally realized just how special she was - would come back eventually. The world deserved someone like that. 

Donna closes her eyes and the tears finally fall.

“Goodbye,” the Doctor says, softly. Donna is protesting and pleading the entire time as he raises his hands to her face. He puts two fingers on either side of her temples, and he dives into her memories. Her mind is awash in shades of gray and the sadness that echoes burrows down to his bones. The Time Lord consciousness is there too, in the distance, burning bright golden and devouring everything in its path. There are so many memories to clean up and he has to be quick about it. If left alone for even another minute, Donna will burn. 

He takes what he can, pulls those memories into himself and stores them somewhere safe in the back of his mind. What he can’t remove, those memories that are too intrinsically intertwined with the core of Donna Noble, he hides behind a wall, a mental block he builds in Donna's subconscious. It’s not perfect, it’s rushed and if prodded too heavily might crumble, but it will keep her alive. He starts to withdraw, but pauses as he considers something else. 

Just in case, he adds a protective measure to that wall. If it comes under too much stress, a shockwave will be unleashed that will knock Donna unconscious and give the mental block a chance to restore itself. He leaves Donna's mind as gently as he can. In reality, only a few seconds have passed. Donna protests one more time before she collapses forward into his arms. He closes his eyes as he holds her and rests his chin on her head. 

The Doctor lowers them both gently to the floor. He takes a moment to pull Donna’s memories to the forefront of his mind. He skims through them gently and sees himself through her eyes. All sharp angles and fast words and yes, he determines, he does look like that when he gets lost in his mind. Those observations don’t shock him - Donna had never been quiet about her opinion of him, but what does surprise him is the fond exasperation, the love that is infused in and attached to all of Donna’s memories of him. 

From the amount of times they bickered, the Doctor had not expected Donna to feel this way. She had obviously liked him well enough, considering the fact that she stuck around, but this…this love is not fiery, it is not passionate. It’s not a romantic love, no – this love is soft and warm. It is security, it is trust, it is home. 

He can’t stand to see anymore, can’t stand the way that warmth wraps around his hearts and chokes them. He puts all of Donna’s memories into a box, locks it up, and hides it away in the dark part of his mind. With a steadying breath, the Doctor opens his eyes, sets Donna down gently, and begins the process of getting her home. 

The clouds are dark and thick when the TARDIS lands outside Donna's home. He carries her as far as he can before he collapses on the doorstep. He knocks once and hears a clatter as someone hurries to the door. It's Wilf who opens the door, and it’s Wilf who helps him carry Donna up the stairs to her room. The Doctor takes a moment to stand and look at her, to burn this image of her asleep and at peace into his memory before he heads back downstairs.

The Doctor settles heavily onto their couch and begins to explain what happened, to stress how important it is that Donna never remembers him. “For the rest of her life,” he tells them, “you can’t mention me or any of it.” 

Sylvia and Wilf agree. “All those wonderful things she did…” Wilf begins.

“I know,” the Doctor replies. “But that version of Donna is dead.” 

There is a pause as Wilf and Sylvia consider what he’s told them. “She was better with you,” Wilf says, and the Doctor inclines his head in agreement. 

He leans forward and rests his elbows on his knees. “I just want you to know there are worlds out there, safe in the sky because of her. That there are people living in the light, and singing songs of Donna Noble, a thousand million light years away,” he trails off, lost in memory for a moment. He snaps himself out of it and focuses back on Wilf and Sylvia. “They will never forget her, while she can never remember. And for one moment, one shining moment, she was the most important woman in the whole wide universe.”

“She still is,” Sylvia protests. “She's my daughter.” 

And the Doctor can’t help the flash of irritation that Sylvia's words spark. Donna loves her mother, and Sylvia loves Donna, but Sylvia has never been particularly easy on Donna. At least not, when the Doctor was around. “Then maybe you should tell her that once in a while,” he snaps. 

Sylvia is regarding him with an expression the Doctor does not recognize. “You love her,” she finally says. The revelation startles Wilf, who looks quickly between the Doctor and Sylvia. 

The Doctor remembers the feeling that was woven into the fabric of Donna’s memories. “Donna is my best friend,” he says, and he knows it isn’t really an answer. “But she’s more than that she’s -” he cuts himself off and presses his lips into a thin line as he mentally flips through all the languages he knows to try and find a suitable description for what Donna was to him. Best friend worked, but it wasn’t enough. When he can’t find a suitable word, he scrubs his face with his hands and looks back up at Sylvia. “I would do it all again,” he says instead. “If it was between me or Donna, I would choose Donna, every time.” 

Before Sylvia or Wilf can respond, they’re interrupted by Donna opening the door to the sitting room. The Doctor leans back and does not look at her. She complains about being left to sleep in her clothes, before she glances at him. “Donna,” she introduces herself, but she’s already more focused on her mobile. 

The Doctor stands, forces a smile and offers his hand. “John Smith,” he says, and Donna shakes his hand, briefly, before leaving the room. The Doctor takes this as his cue to leave. Even though he’s not supposed to, he can’t help but stop in the kitchen on the way out. With Rose, he didn’t get a proper goodbye. Donna might not remember him, but he wasn’t going to repeat that mistake. “Donna?” he calls. She turns to him but she is clearly more focused on her phone call. “I was just going.” 

“Yeah, see you,” Donna replies and then she turns away to continue her conversation without a backwards glance. 

Just like that, Donna slips quietly out of the Doctor’s life, a sharp contrast to how quickly and loudly she had wormed her way into it. 

It’s raining when the Doctor opens the door to leave. Wilf is right behind him. “This will happen for a while as your atmosphere settles,” the Doctor says. “But it will pass, everything does.” He takes a deep breath and turns back to Wilf. “Well, bye then, Wilfred,” he says as he steps out into the pouring rain. 

“Doctor?” Wilf calls, and the Doctor pauses and turns back to him. “I'll watch out for you, sir.” 

And the Doctor is so tired he can’t even bring himself to protest the use of the word sir. “You can’t ever tell her,” he repeats. 

“I know,” Wilfred says. “But every night, Doctor, when it gets dark, and the stars come out, I'll look up on her behalf. I'll look up at the sky, and think of you.”

“Thank you,” he tells Wilf, and he means it. After all, the Doctor supposes that’s better than he really deserved to ask for, not after what happened to Donna and Martha and Rose. Everything he touched seemed to crumble under his fingers. Three times in a row, he had lost his friend, his companion, and the only connecting link was him. He had told Donna that he didn’t need anyone, when they had first met, and Donna had protested that he did. 

Now, the Doctor wasn’t sure he could stand to try again. He turns and heads back to the TARDIS, pulls the door closed behind him, and sets off for the next world. In her memory, he will do what Donna had told him and he will keep going. 

It’s all he can do. 

[minecraftrelatedrandomness]

⭐ ramble about whatever you want o7

[ask game]

because i know you like it + i've wanted to talk about it for quite a while, i'll talk about and i can't live in a fairytale of lies in its entirety:

the humble beginnings + misc

i first started writing down the introspective/emotional spiel at the end of chapter 2 while i was at the yata supermarket in mong kok east. i wrote like half the fic in like five hours that day after coming home LMAO

also, i mentioned "no quarter given" in both chapters of the fic with no explanation for what it means. iirc it's basically old-timey military terminology for "kill on sight even if they surrender" (or sth along those lines)

titles

the working title for the fic was counting sheep, after the crane wives song whose lyrics i used for the chapter titles

there's one specific set of chapter titles that i decided against using in the final version purely because it's too politically inflammatory (as in i could get arrested)

[everything else under the cut because i like yapping a bit too much]

kuervo in childhood

[Chapter 1] Four walls. A tallboy of a child's clothes that no longer fit. A wall of books on Nayan history, politics, and military affairs, a decade or more out of date. [Chapter 2] As night fell, he read through some military documents from the Armada's offices. Perhaps it was out of sheer boredom, or perhaps he just wanted to stay up to date with the Armada's activities after all these years — though the reasons for that had changed, from genuine investment in state matters to something related, but quite different in motive.

my guy was Interested in big topics from a young age. it probably came with the childhood trauma and the propaganda. whether you'd classify it as a hyperfixation/special interest or whatnot is ENTIRELY up to you to decide.

btw a tallboy is basically like a wardrobe. a time period-appropriate wardrobe.

for there had been no tears left to cry since 1037, and never would there be again.

pirates started in 1040 (he was 19), so he was 16 in 1037, when it all began. i feel that emotional (and especially tear) repression crops up a lot in my fics. funny because i'm a pretty big crier in real life.

also, very sad, i know: kuervo needs a hug. he GETS a hug. but the person he gets a hug from doesn't UNDERSTAND the sheer amount of emotional turmoil he's been through over the years.

"Long may he reign." And may he and the Commanders reign until the Sun, Moon, and stars are extinguished and fall from the skies and all other life is destroyed, and may they reign thereafter as well.

this is actually a "me in real life" thing: snarking about "long may [totalitarian leader] reign" being so long that they're still alive at the heat death of the universe (or equivalent) and are STILL alive afterwards. except i tweaked it to be less scientific because of setting limitations; my basis for pirates worldbuilding IS the first half of the 19th century, after all.

nayan politics

there's so much politics that i could go into much more depth about. the anti-subversion laws and incrimination(? i only know the chinese as 連累) of family members who might not even be involved, among many others. though usually the incrimination part won't take literal decades to occur like it does in this fic; if this fic were to be realistic about it, mila's father and entire family and bloodline would probably be dead within the year after her escape (even a decade might be stretching it tbh).

the part about hidden postboxes for informants to tattle is partially inspired by totalitarian regimes in western europe in the 1940s, but moreso the chinese "spying/tattling on each other" mandate from legalist traditions over 2000 years ago. and also the cultural revolution. ESPECIALLY the cultural revolution. you can tell that my cultural experiences with politics REALLY affects the undertones of this fic.

also the fact that canon never explains why naya wants kuervo alive (as stated in the wanted poster). i actually gave an explanation here: political corruption. since his family is in high places in canon, part of me was arguing the whole with great power comes great responsibility thing + higher-ups should theoretically receive worse punishments, but my brain then said that was the legalism talking (i took a course on ancient chinese philosophy two years ago) + most real-life governments would let it slide much more easily, so i decided on the latter.

and the fact that his family is convinced that he's just misguided or whatnot. totalitarian politics is complicated, and the entwining of love and politics is even more complicated (and isolating). i personally didn't intend to project that part, but i just realized as i was writing this response that i might have done so subconsciously LOL

agriculture, connections, & kuervo's unreliable narration

At least his parents, in all their wealth and influence, were supportive of his newfound interest in the drink [coffee] and could afford to purchase some for him — they only grew well in the tropical south, and living in the far northwest meant that the average Nayan citizen would never see a coffee bean in their entire life. A guilty pleasure, he would call it, but it was one of the few remnants of his stint on the Faction Isles that he could keep where he was — Graecie had introduced him to the drink one autumn morning, saying that Marnie had introduced it to Will, who had introduced it to her. He wasn't quite sure if an afterlife existed, but if it did, he hoped that Alex could meet Marnie there. They'd get along well, even with Alex's devotion to what he had believed to be the Armada's anti-piracy convictions, and if the Nightingales were to be believed, she would welcome him with open arms nonetheless.

this part makes me so freaking sad for so many reasons.

on one hand, it's the biologist urge to talk about biology (climate and agriculture; kuervo implies in the dec 2nd stream that naya is located in the far northwest)

a lot of this segment is also inspired by that one tumblr post about how everyone is a patchwork of the people they've interacted with in the past: in this case, how coffee was passed down through interpersonal connections + kuervo misses his friends and the isles, dammit

on THE OTHER hand, it's also about kuervo NOT KNOWING the ending and what becomes of the faction isles. he doesn't know (for sure) that the isles survive their last encounter with ivy and iris. he doesn't know that p!will is dead. [and dw for context, the coffee enjoyer part is confirmed canon on p!will's part.] he doesn't know about how p!graecie's grief doesn't end where he left. he doesn't know he carries more than two dead people's direct legacies and memories with him.

in retrospect, the fact that this fic still works in the context of the bad alt ending for canon kills me even more, because kuervo's fate is among the very few that DON'T depend on the defeat of ivy and iris, so you can very well interpret this fic to take place in that continuity and it would still work out perfectly well. which then makes everything i said above take on ten extra layers of Sad bc Everyone Else Is Dead and Kuervo Doesn't Know.

political tactics

Alas, an order was an order, even when it was not worded as one, and again, he was no fool.

here i go, talking about totalitarian politics again. totally not because i live here.

Los Pelicanos, los Halcones, los Guinchos, y los Azulillos, he wrote of the factions. None of them were the correct translations for the birds, but it would hopefully throw the Armada off everybody's trails for a while.

i described this specific part in my writing outline/ideas as "he gives info but like, a bit to the left lol" [sic]

iirc guincho means "osprey" + i (and by extension, kuervo) deliberately worded it so that you can't directly refute the names on sight from the poster & the faction banner designs

symbolism

i talk about "unbound sailors" because that's what "pirates" translates to in my conlang LMAO

so here's the thing about the conlang: 'unbound' is the very direct translation and it initially refers to "not bound to a government or allegiance" or whatnot, but then the people living in ecclesia were like "so you are an anarchist type? so you must have no loyalty and must want to hurt everyone. pirate." and so the connotation was formed in-universe + how we got this translation + why pirates don't do "classic" destructive pirate activities

(i have SO SO SO MUCH worldbuilding lore tied to a single word, i can't believe it either. also speaking of: i do think of the faction isles as their own legal entity in-universe, but that's another can of worms to unpack LMAO)

"allies" who might turn him over to the authorities for two and a half dozen silver coins to line their pockets

thirty pieces of silver, it's fine, you can laugh me out of court, i had the then-new tv tropes page on my mind when i wrote that

tying stories together

so then i went on this entire spiel about the kingdom of rupestria, which actually ISN'T unique to this fic! i first mentioned it at the end of through blood and name, my p!owen naming fic, as the navy that she got arrested by and then served under (with commander sam) before getting out of dodge in her backstory

since owen mentioned that she came from the northwest (sept 20th vod, scott pov), i figured that her places of origin were located in the same general area as naya (i mentioned that headcanon in the life is a railway writer's cut too)

[through blood and name also mentions "owen of the egretry"; that's a reference to my "the faction isles are their own legal entity" headcanon as well bc i hc that the heron faction publishes under that alias into the greater academic world of ecclesia; egrets are taxonomically herons]

in this case, i also tied p!sausage's backstory into this bc i headcanon that his home island (canonically in the north iirc) was located in disputed territory around rupestria's waters. the section was mainly analysing the ethical implications of the attack from the navy's pov (but ofc, navies of ecclesia don't give a shit about this)

(again, i wonder about if there's correlation or even causation between the kites settling the northwestern side of the faction isles + so many totalitarian or otherwise restrictive regimes being located in northwestern ecclesia)

introspection & psychology

a lot about kuervo's quiet resistance after being put under house arrest near the end was me channeling my 2019/20 sociopolitical activist energy into a fic, hence the projection tags. the numbness towards politics? that's also me, but from 2021 and onward. as i said, it's been so long since i've written and published anything of that sort; i think the last time i did was in 2020

the naïvety self-blame is also kind of a very personal thing bc i remember watching the 2012 local chief executive (basically mayor/governor) elections on tv when i was a kid and the guy i was predicting to win (with all the innocence of a 7yo child) DID win. i was so happy at the time but then i was 7 and didn't understand the true political implications at the time, and i learnt just a couple of years later that the guy was actually an asshole (+ all-round not a person i should align myself politically if i want to stand by my morals and values)

i don't really blame myself for that bc i was 7 and didn't know better, but i feel that this is something that kuervo still has to come to terms with, because he grew up in a loyalist/pro-totalitarian household and his naïvety lasted until he was 16 before the entire world backflipped on him and crashed down in a single night, so i felt that the psychological impact of everything on him would be much greater when compared to my personal experience

and also as i mentioned in the tags: "i may or may not have given kuervo ptsd", so yeah: the flashbacks are canon + nightmares here, avoidance 101 (gun avoidance in canon) + sleep issues and paranoia here + ongoing negative emotions & blame (bro has been on a revenge arc for OVER A DECADE since CHILDHOOD) + implicit social isolation here (chapter 1)

conclusion

anyways teehee kuervo was one of the more fun cubitos to write purely because i get to put a spotlight on the guy and then OOPS i may have accidentally set him on fire with the projection beam in the process

(also holy shit this entire writer's cut is like 2k words long by itself. the fic is only 2.9k words. i like to yap i guess)

[daitranscripts]

Sera Romance: What Pride Had Wrought

Elfy Shite

Sera Masterpost Related Quest: What Pride Had Wrought

Before heading to the Arbor Wilds Sera: Marching the Lot of us right up an ancient elf hole? Can’t wait to see more… woods.

The PC opens the door to Sera’s room in the Herald’s Rest.

Choice dependent dialogue:

PC drank [1]

Morrigan drank, asked Abelas about ancient elves [2]

Morrigan drank, did not ask Abelas about elves [3]

1 - PC drank Sera: Oh, hi, yeah? Listen, stand there. Right there.

She draws her bow and points an arrow at the PC

Sera: Now, about Mythal.

Dialogue options:

Anxious: Put that away! [4]

Angry: I just wanted to talk! [5]

Confused: What should my reaction be? [6]

4 - Anxious: Put that away! PC: Sera, whatever’s wrong, we can talk about it! Sera: Oh, for… ! Don’t piss yourself, I just wanted to make sure it was you in there! [7]

5 - Angry: I just wanted to talk! PC: Don’t aim that in my face, Sera! What is wrong with you! Sera: What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with you? If that is you. [7]

6 - Confused: What should my reaction be? PC: Sera, I don’t know what reaction you want, but can this be it so we can be done? a: All right, so maybe it’s still you. Someone needed to do something. [7]

7 - Scene continues.

Sera puts her bow away.

Sera: I mean, you went wading into a “Well of Sorrows.” Who hears that and thinks, “Well, dunk a butt, let’s have a go!”

Sera (asked about ancient elves): Even mad old Abelas said elves destroyed themselves. The only believable bit in a sea of clear demon bait. Sera (did not ask about ancient elves): I mean, that whole place, clearly demon bait. Top to bottom.

Sera: It makes messing with their relics real stupid. So! Test done, you’re still you. We can leave these lies behind. [12]

2 - Morrigan drank, asked Abelas about ancient elves Sera: (Stifled laugh.) I’m sorry. Oh, wait, no, I’m not. It’s just the funniest, innit? That creaky old Abelas in Mythal saying the elves weren’t destroyed by Tevinter?

General: A painful admission for him. [8]

General: You’re gloating? [9]

General: What’s so funny about it? [10]

8 - General: A painful admission for him. PC: An admission that did not come easy. Sera: Course it didn’t, because that’s elfy elves’ thing, being the sore losers of history. I never hear the end of it. [11]

9 - General: You’re gloating? PC: That’s some “long dead” you’re gloating over. Sera: Pfft, about time I got mine back. Elfy elves have shoved “victim” in my face a million times. [11]

10 - General: What’s so funny about it? PC: If that’s a joke, I don’t get it. Sera: Everyone is always, “Oh, poor elves, victims of this and whatever.” But the empire ate itself. Love it. [11]

11 - Scene continues.

Sera (Dalish PC): We’re not “proper” if we aren’t sad about the grand history “stolen” from us. Turns out we’re no better than anyone else. Sera (non-Dalish PC): Like being sad makes them better than me. Turns out, they’re not victims. They’re the same as everyone else: arseholes.

Sera: Plus, a big, old temple full of demon-worshipping lies. Grand, that. [12]

3 - Morrigan drank, did not ask Abelas about elves Sera: Oh, hi, you! Strange days, right? Weird elves and Morrigan going wading. Better her than you. Glad to be back where things make sense after the demon-worshipping lies of Mythal. When do we go after What’s-his-lumps? [12]

12 - Dialogue options:

Investigate (PC drank): This threat was a test? [13]

General: You think Mythal was all lies? [14]

General: This was about demon worship? [15]

General: What do you mean? [16]

13 - Investigate: This threat was a test? PC: How was aiming an arrow at my face a test? Sera: I heard once that if you’re possessed, the demon will defend itself against attack. Sounds stupid to say it out loud. I don’t know. I don’t know demons. At least if it’s true, the arrow’s right there. I’m sorry, yeah? Morrigan’s probably got better ways, but who can trust her?

Dialogue options:

Special: Never again, you hear me? [17] -Sera slightly disapproves

[Back to 12]

17 - Special: Never again, you hear me? PC: You never do that to me again. Sera: Fine, all right. Sorry I don’t know how to deal with rubbish no one was meant to. [back to 12]

14 - General: You think Mythal was all lies? PC: You seem pretty certain. You don’t believe anything from Mythal? Sera: Course not. What, I should believe all that stuff “because elves”?

15 - General: This was about demon worship? PC: So your main takeaway is that elves worshipped demons? Sera: Well, they never call them that, yeah? But that’s what it had to be.

16 - General: What do you mean? PC: Why are you dismissing what happened in Mythal? Sera: Of course. None of it holds up.

18 - Scene continues.

Sera: I mean, it was impressive and all. Makes the Dalish look like tits for living in the woods. But so what? There can’t be a bunch of gods and the Maker. Don’t matter how much or little you believe, those don’t fit. So call me stupid, but I believe the stuff not made up by dead people who failed. Mythal is a ruin full of demons. I mean, it just makes sense, right?

Choice dependent dialogue:

Non-Dalish PC [19] Dalish PC [20]

19 - Non-Dalish PC Dialogue options:

General: But what if even some is true? PC: There’s so much history there. What if some of it is true? -Sera slightly disapproves ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ

General: I believe it was all true. PC: The evidence is hard to ignore. I believe it. -Sera slightly disapproves ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ

General: I agree it was all lies. [31] +Sera greatly approves

Sera: No, now you’re stupid. You can’t think that, because it’s stupid.

PC: But everything we saw?

Sera: Why believe it? Because Abelas looked weird? If that’s all it takes, Coryphy-shitheel is full of lumpy truth.

Sera: You’re not even an elf. Why are you being so damned elfy? I mean, I’ve dated some right tits, but you’re the Herald of Andraste! You keep saying this, you’ll sound like an idiot.

Dialogue options:

General: Will this affect us? [21] General: So, are you mad or what? [22] General: I don’t like your tone. [23]

21 - General: Will this affect us? PC: You’re upset. Will this come between us? Sera: Pfft! If I gave up on everybody who believed stupid stuff.

22 - General: So, are you mad or what? PC: Is this a fight? Because you’re calling me a lot of names. Sera: It’s not a fight. You can believe whatever stupid stuff you want.

23 - General: I don’t like your tone. PC: I don’t appreciate that. What if this is important to me? Sera: You can think whatever you want.

24 - Scene continues.

Sera: I mean, I can like you as an idiot, but maybe the Inquisition expects more? Maybe keep quiet? Sera: I mean, Qunari probably have weird horn gods, but you’ll keep quiet while leading the Inquisition, right? Sera: I mean, dwarves kiss rocks or something, but you’ll keep quiet while leading the Inquisition, right?

Dialogue options:

Flirt: Let’s both shut up. You first. (Continue the relationship) [25] +Sera greatly approves

Too far, Sera. We’re done. (End the relationship.) [26] -Sera greatly disapproves

25 - Flirt: Let’s both shut up. You first. PC: Right, you want me to be quiet, set an example. Shut it. Sera: Pfft. Charmer. Come on, let’s get ready for Lumpy. And by “Lumpy” I mean Coryphishit, not your bits, because that would be gross. Lumpy bits. So yeah… I’m done. Food? Scene ends.

26 - Too far, Sera. We’re done. PC: That’s what you think of me? Sera: What? You don’t know everything. PC: I expect support. I expect better. I think we’re done. Sera: We’re… ? But I didn’t… ? Right, fine. You know what, you know so much? Go know it yourself. I don’t need this. And I don’t need you either. Fuck. Scene ends.

20 - Dalish PC Dialogue options:

Dalish: You’re insulting our heritage PC: That’s the legacy of our people you’re insulting! -Sera disapproves ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ

General: But what if even some is true? PC: There’s so much history there. What if some of it is true? -Sera slightly disapproves ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ

General: I believe it was all true. PC: The evidence is hard to ignore. I believe it. -Sera slightly disapproves ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ

General: I agree it was all lies. [31] +Sera greatly approves

Sera: Frig. You’re going elfy.

PC: What?

Sera: It’s when fairy stories make your ears droop for “lost glory,” but “glory” squats in the woods and smells like halla arse.

Sera: I knew it was coming, knew I shouldn’t start to like you. I said it, right? This doesn’t fit. It can’t fit. I’m not elfy. So say you’re kidding, and we can go back to our weird-enough normal? Please, [Honey Tongue/Buckles/Tadwinks/Shiny/’Teetness/Inky]?

27 - Dialogue options:

Investigate: Why is this too much for you? [28]

Flirt: For you, anything. (Agree with Sera. Relationship continues.) [29] +Sera greatly approves (after investigate) +Sera approves (did not investigate)

I’m an elf. I can’t look away. (Disagree with Sera. Relationship ends.) [30] -Sera greatly disapproves

28 - Investigate: Why is this too much for you? PC: You’ll really end our relationship over what I think of some ruins? Sera: Maybe I don’t believe much or understand it, but some people think too much and can bend anything to fit anything. Some things just don’t fit. Yes, you can explain it, and no, I won’t get it. But I don’t care. Some things don’t fit. So take it back. Just say you’d rather look ahead. That’s all. [back to 27]

29 - Flirt: For you, anything. PC: You’re right. A temple full of nonsense. You and I, we don’t need it. Sera: Frigging right, we don’t. Confusing bunch of… You know what we need? How about we go someplace alive and live? Can’t find that in a hole in the ground. Scene ends.

30 - I’m an elf. I can’t look away. PC: I’m sorry, Sera, but I believe this is important for our fellow elves. Sera: And say the other bit. PC: What? Sera: “You’d get it if you were smarter. If you understood what it ‘meant to be elven.’” Take your elves. I’m just people. Tell me when we’re kicking Coryphy’s arse. The rest, we don’t do anymore. Fuck. Scene ends.

31 - General: I agree it was all lies. PC: I’m with you, everything in that temple was highly suspect. Sera: Oh, good. I was worried you were going elfy on me. Come on, let’s get ready for Lumpy. And by “Lumpy,” I mean Coryphishit, not your bits, because that would be gross. Lumpy bits. So, yeah… I’m done. Food? Scene ends.