#but when people make his helmet have emotions?? top tier

[darlin-djarin]

when artists emote din's helmet... 100000x better than seeing his face tbh

[incorrecttowerofgodquotes]

Hi, Karaka and Rak for character bingo?

Karaka:

Karaka is baby tin man. I would hug his cold metal body every night.

The fact that at first he’s portrayed as this evil sinister villain but then eventually becomes just some old dude who’s tsundere over the main protag is great.

I’m dying to see him and Wangnan interact more, and even what’s under his helmet. My favorite theorized look is a long haired bishonen mature Wangnan

Also his powers are amazingly cool as he’s basically a tank who can soft reset his playthroughs

Rak:

For our second atypical tsundere, Rak is the Leader and the best alligator/crocodile/鰐 a person could ask for. Florida wishes they could

It’s a shame that he hasn’t gotten much to do in terms of fighting since to me, he’d definitely grow to become a top 500 High Ranker, but luckily SIU has started putting him in the spotlight again. Him gaining that Ancient Spear was the best fucking thing

But what I love most about Rak is that despite his antics, he’s a very emotionally intelligent person (alligator?). He works best when contrasted to Khun, who’s constantly trying to hide his true feelings and thinks emotions is for nerds. He can cut straight to the heart of the bullshit and rally people into acting, whether it be through genuine emotion or just making them angry enough to do so

Also his friendship with Ehwa is underrated as fuck. Those two play off each other so we’ll and have some of the best interactions. They frequently switch between Rak being the same one and Ehwa being a child to Rak being a stupid crocodile and Ehwa acting sorta like his handler. “This turtle is his wife” will forever be top tier dialogue

[hearts-hunger]

ciryc ca’tra (cold night sky): chapter five || din djarin x reader

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chapter one | chapter two | chapter three | chapter four

Series Summary: When you crash-land on a frozen planet on your way to Trask, you and Din work together to keep the Crest afloat and keep your little family safe under the cold night sky. || Part One of Jate’kara (Lucky Stars)

Chapter Summary: In the aftermath of the attack, you and Din try and mend each other before you try to mend your broken ship.

Pairings: Din Djarin x Wife!Reader

Genre: Hurt/comfort, fluff, angst | Word Count: 3.9k

Warnings: spiders, brief panic attack/ptsd

A/N: This chapter? God-tier. Din is the best husband in the whole galaxy bar none. He’s attentive, he’s soft, he loves to make you laugh. Chock-full of fluff and hurt/comfort, just the way I like it. I really enjoyed writing this chapter, and I hope you enjoy it too! ♡

You needed to be near to your husband.

Maybe it was the set of his shoulders as he stood out in the snow, looking towards the place where the X-Wings had gone; maybe it was the way you still felt his hand in yours, squeezing tight like it was the last way he’d ever tell you he loved you. You stepped carefully over the broken glass and crushed metal to get through the cockpit doors, one hand carrying your baby, the other carrying your blaster. The little silver thing shook in your hand as you held it in front of you, and you desperately hoped you wouldn’t need to fire it.

You came down the ladder and had to stifle a sob at the sight that met you.

Gruesome, disfigured spider bodies tangled with cords and wires on the floor; long, stringy webs shone on every surface from floor to ceiling. The floor was slick with ice and slime and webbing; some limbs still twitched where they lay, their faint clicking making you shudder with revulsion. You nursed a low whine of disgust and fear at the hateful things as you stepped over them, webs catching in your hair, your skin crawling with the thought of them. Your shoulders tensed with every sound, every faint sign of fading life from the things that had infested your home.

You wanted to take a gasping breath of fresh air when you stepped through the web-covered break in the siding, but the wretched spiders were everywhere, the acrid smell of the green fluid mixing with the exhaust from the Crest’s smoking thrusters. The body of the giant one was collapsed over the top of the Crest, its legs seeming to swallow the ship like it wanted to pull it deep into the ice with it as it decayed. 

You heard something scuttle across the rubble and swung your blaster around to aim at it, but before you even spotted it, it was reduced to a heap of ash by a shot from behind you.

You stood looking at it for too long, watching the way the smoke curled up towards the cavern ceiling; you jumped and let out a choked sob when you felt Din’s hand on your shoulder.

“Just me,” he said, like he was afraid to spook you. He put a hand on your wrist and eased the blaster down; he gently pried it from your fingers and holstered it on his own belt. 

“Easy, cyar’ika,” he said softly, pulling you towards him. You gave a pathetic whimper and leaned into him, felt his hand move to your back to hold you securely against him. Your chin quivered with sickness and emotion, and you weren’t sure if you were going to be sick or burst into tears.

Your baby gave a quiet coo, and your body made the decision for you as you finally started to cry. You leaned completely against your husband as sobs wracked your body, every bit of fear and hurt and tension shredding through you until you were so overwhelmed by it you couldn’t catch your breath. Din gently eased the baby from your arms and urged you to try and take a breath.

“Ok, cyare,” he soothed, deep worry coloring his voice. “Breathe for me, love. Try and take a deep breath.”

You sucked in a greedy, hitching breath, pressing your hands to your face, trying to tether yourself to something - you felt your whole body had gone numb, and you couldn’t breathe - 

Din took one of your hands in his and held tightly, like he had in the cockpit, and suddenly your breath caught on a groaning sob like the sound of purest grief. Gasping moans tumbled from you, and it seemed like you’d never stop. You wanted this to be over. You wanted to be home. You didn’t want your home to be a pile of rubble underneath a giant, lifeless monster.

“Din, I can’t - ” you sobbed, “I don’t want - I can’t - ”

“I know,” he said, and the grief in his voice matched yours even if he couldn’t give himself over to it like you were. “I know, cyare. It’s ok. Just breathe for me.”

He stood patiently with you, letting you hold onto him, murmuring words of comfort in Basic and Mando’a until you’d finally worn yourself out with crying. You scrubbed at your hot, tear-streaked face, your shoulders hitching with your stuttering breaths, dizzy and tired and more run-down than you’d ever been in your life.

“That’s it,” Din said gently. “Deep breaths.” He grunted a little as you hugged him tightly, trying to be as close to him as you could.

He ran a soothing hand up and down your back. “You’re ok, cyar’ika. I’ve got you.”

“Sorry,” you said miserably, his chestplate cool against your burning cheeks. You’d wasted valuable time breaking to bits like that, out here where you were most vulnerable to attack. You couldn’t imagine keeping a hold of yourself like Din was, and wished you could be stronger.

“No, cyare,” he said, kind and yet firm. “There’s nothing to be sorry for. You... we’ve suffered a great deal of fear and loss. You don’t have to apologize for feeling that.”

He tucked you protectively against him, one arm wrapped around you and the other holding your son. He gave a heavy sigh and rested his helm against your head.

“Mandalorians have a word - mirjahaal,” he said. “It means peace, or healing of the spirit. You say it to people who’ve suffered a loss or gone through something traumatic.”

“Mirjahaal,” you repeated. You had always loved the way Mandalorian words sounded, and held on to the way this word sounded strong and gentle at the same time.

Din hummed in agreement. “You can’t heal unless you feel the wound, cyar’ika,” he said gently. “And there’s no shame in being wounded.”

You let your husband hold you and offered your hand to your baby; he took your pinkie in a gentle grasp and cooed at you. There, with your little family held close in the protective circle of Din’s arms, you felt a little less of the terrible weight that had settled on your heart.

“Mirjahaal,” you said again, softly. You didn’t know how, but you felt things must get better; you would heal, and so would your family. You would be safe and have an abundance of peace. You knew you would.

You looked up at Din’s visor. “I love you.”

He gently touched his helmet to your head. “I love you too.” His grip tightened on your waist, and you lightly kissed the bottom of his helmet.

“We’re all safe, cyare,” he said, and you knew it was to remind himself as well as you. “We’ll find a way out of this, I promise.”

You nodded wordlessly; the baby gave a quiet, happy babble.

Din’s laugh was wobbly through his vocoder. “I love you too,” he said, cradling his son closer to his chest. “You were very brave with mama, weren’t you, verd’ika?”

You smiled at the nickname, “little soldier” in Mando’a. His grip on your finger was strong, and you felt a wash of gratitude that he hadn’t been hurt. You didn’t know what you would have done if either he or Din had been injured, and felt profound relief that they were both safe.

“Come on,” you said, pulling away from Din just enough to take his hand in yours. “Let’s try and fix our home.”

Din let you keep your hold on him as you ducked back inside the Crest; you were thankful for his strength and steadiness as you took in the state of the ship with a clearer mind. It looked more hopeless than it ever had, a mere shadow of the safe, familiar fortress it had always been for your little family. 

“Haar’chak,” Din swore quietly. “This is... the worst I’ve ever seen her.”

You gave his hand a comforting squeeze. 

“We’ll fix her, Din,” you said, trying for confidence. You slipped your hand from his to reach down and pick up a box, saw a severed spider leg leaning against it, and bit your tongue to keep from yelling every curse word you’d ever learned from your husband.

You crossed your arms over your chest lest you be tempted to tidy anything else before the spiders were gone.

“I know it looks bad,” you said. “But we can handle it. We’ve...” You trailed off, your gaze snagging on the webs sticking from the ceiling to Din’s armor, and wondered fleetingly how covered you must be in the sticky residue.

He cocked his head at you. “What?”

“You’re just... covered in webs,” you said. He looked up and turned his head slightly, making the threads billow with his movement.

He sighed. “Yeah. I’ll have to scrub my beskar for a week to get everything off of it.” He gestured to you. “At least I have armor - you’re covered in it too.”

You gave him an unimpressed look. “Yes, I know I don’t have armor on, dearest. Thank you.”

His huff of a laugh was cut short, and you could tell by the sudden stiffness of his posture that something was wrong.

“What?” you asked, trying to tamp down the panic rising in your chest.

He held out a hand, like he might do to steady a skittish Fathier that could buck at any moment.

“Don’t freak out,” he said in a purposefully calm voice. Your baby was watching you with wide eyes, cooing with interest; all of a sudden you knew what it was, and your shoulders tensed with utter revulsion.

“Oh, kriff - get it off, Din, get it off, get it off,” you pleaded, squeezing your eyes shut. You felt a little scurrying movement on your shoulder and heard a tiny chitter, and you really and truly whined at the thought of the horrible thing on you.

 You felt Din’s hand swipe your shoulder, then heard a single blaster shot. You jumped and opened your eyes to see a scorch mark on the floor as Din holstered his blaster at his hip.

“It was that big?” you asked in dismay. You’d assumed he would just bat it away and step on it, but if it had been big enough to shoot at - 

“No,” he said. “But I didn’t want any more spider guts on my boots.”

You ran to him and put your arms around his waist, feeling your skin crawl. 

“It’s gone, cyare,” he said, though you knew he didn’t mind the hug. 

You shuddered. “I don’t care. I’m staying right here with you, forever.”

He chuckled. “Okay.” 

Your baby gave you a happy coo, delighted to see you so close to him as he leaned contentedly against his father’s chest, and you gave him a little smile.

“I love you, my little darling,” you said quietly, just for him to hear. He babbled and brushed his claws through your hair with intentional gentleness.

“Yes, nice pets,” Din said, like he had when teaching the baby to pet the Tusken Massiffs. “Be gentle with mama’s hair.”

You couldn’t help a laugh, but were reminded of the thing that had just been in your hair a second ago.

“See if there are any more on me,” you said, dreading the possibility.

Din leaned forward a little to check your back. “No, you’re fine.” He pulled a few strings of webs from your hair. “Have you ever considered shaving your head?”

You looked up at him. “It’s that bad?”

He considered the lock of your hair tangled in his fingers. “It’s... going to take a lot of dedicated brushing, I think.” He looked back down at you. “Not that I would know. Perks of an extremely religious upbringing.”

You gave him a wry smile and found yourself very relieved and comforted that your husband was joking with you.

“Thank you for slaying the beast,” you said. “All of them.”

“My pleasure, cyar’ika.”

He looked around at the interior of the ship, a low sigh coming through his modulator. “The only way I can think to get us out of here is to just fix the cockpit. There’s no way I can make enough of a repair of the hull to make it usable.”

You thought of the damage the cockpit had sustained and felt its repair alone was an ambitious goal; with the state of the Crest and your limited knowledge of mechanics, you agreed with his assessment that the majority of the ship would be nothing more than scrap metal until you could get it to a shop.

“We’ll get it fixed, Din,” you said. “Surely there’s someone on Trask who can help.”

He nodded. “I hope so. I’d really like to take it to Peli, but we can’t make it to Tatooine before we do some patchwork.”

You thought fondly of the short, curly-haired mechanic who’d become as good a friend to you and Din as any you’d found on your travels through the galaxy. If she and her droids were here, Din would have the Crest as good as new in short order, and your baby would have the company of one of the many people he’d charmed within the first few moments of meeting them.

“Though I should thank her for getting me into this mess,” Din said, an edge of uncharacteristic surliness to his voice. You knew he was just tired and overwhelmed, and tried to be kind when you responded.

“It’s not Peli’s fault that we’re here, my love,” you said gently, pulling a few threads of webbing from his pauldron. “She wanted to help a friend, and really, we owed her for helping us find someone to take us to the other Mandalorians.”

He gave a resigned huff. “Somebody to take us to the Mandalorians won’t do us much good if we don’t get off this kriffing planet.”

“Well, good thing we are getting off this planet,” you said. You looked up at him without judgement, but you wanted him to know you weren’t going to indulge his grumbling.

He sighed, and you saw how his shoulders slumped a little.

“You’re right,” he said, weary. “Sorry. I’m just...”

You would have kissed his helmet, but it was so covered in webs that you settled for tapping it gently where you knew his mouth was.

“I know,” you assured him gently. “And you don’t have to be all sunshine and starbursts for me, you know that. But if you start doing down the path of doom and gloom, we both know I won’t be far behind.”

He breathed a laugh. “Can’t have that, can we?” he asked. Then, very tenderly, “Thank you for keeping my head on straight, ner kar’ta. I couldn’t do this without you.”

You beamed at that; he only ever called you ‘my heart’ when he was very pleased and proud of you, and you were happy that what little help you could offer in the grand scheme of things had been that important to him.

“You won’t ever have to,” you reminded him. “I mean, I’ve stuck with you through a giant spider attack. There’s really not much worse you could throw at me.”

He gave a wry hum of agreement. “No, I guess not.” He looked around at the tangled spider bodies that had begun to close in on themselves, and you knew him well enough to know he was grimacing under the helm.

“They are pretty awful, aren’t they?” he asked. “I’ve dealt with some questionable creatures before, but I think these take the uj'alayi.”

Just the mention of the dense, sweet Mandalorian cake was enough to make you start daydreaming about it. “I could go for some uj'alayi right now,” you said dreamily.

He chuckled. “When we get the Crest back on her feet, I’ll make you some,” he promised. “But for now, I guess we can eat our fill of roasted spider.”

He waggled his fingers towards you in imitation of the creepy things, and you batted his hand away with a laugh.

“That’s disgusting,” you said, and he laughed too. “I’d rather share the frog eggs with the baby if it came down to it.”

Din tried to muffle a laugh but it ended up just sounding kind of strangled, and not a second later did you hear the quiet croak of the frog lady from behind you. You looked wide-eyed at Din, struck with sudden embarrassment like a youngling talking about someone behind their back on the playground, and he merely cocked his head at you. You knew he was trying not to laugh under his helmet, and you gave him a petulant shove against his chestplate.

“Good thing we have some rations left, right, cyare?” he said, intending to be overheard.

You tried for a withering look but couldn’t quite manage it; his shoulders shook with suppressed laughter and you couldn't help a grudging smile at how his mood had improved.

“I’m so getting you back for that,” you said in a low voice.

You knew he was smiling at you; you could always tell with Din.

“I’ll be on my guard, cyar’ika,” he said amusedly, assuring you he was looking forward to whatever you’d cook up to get back at him with. You felt a brief, hesitant desire for your husband, something you were sure would have burned much brighter if your circumstances had not been so dire. You hoped that once you got out of this mess, you could take a breather of sorts - maybe drop the baby off with Omera and go back to Naboo for a long weekend in the sun. 

The thought of your home planet’s warmth only made you feel the cold of this planet more sharply, and you allowed yourself a little sigh as you were brought back to the reality of your situation.

“Alright,” Din said to both you and the frog lady, and you knew he’d felt the end of your short reprieve as well. “I’m gonna repair the cockpit enough for us to limp to Trask. There’s nothing I can do about the main hull’s integrity, so we’re gonna have to get cozy in the cockpit. It’s the only thing I can pressurize.”

You’d never minded being in the cockpit before, but you’d also always had the option of roaming the ship. You idly wondered how long it would take to get to Trask, considering lightspeed was out of the question, and began to mentally prepare yourself for a lengthy trip with a toddler who wasn’t used to being so cooped up.

“If you need to use the privy, do it now,” Din suggested. “It’s gonna be a long ride.”

He handed the baby over to you, and your son gave only a slight coo of protest before he snuggled into your arms. You wished you had somewhere to take him to let him run around for a bit before you settled in the cockpit, but there wasn’t a single place in or around the ship that wasn’t in smoking ruin or littered with spiders.

Come to think of it, there really wasn’t any place for you to go. You looked up at Din.

“Can we stay with you while you work?” you asked.

He shrugged. “If you want to. It won’t be very entertaining.”

You gave a tired wave of your hand. “Fine by me.” Dozing in the passenger seat while Din worked on the repairs seemed luxurious compared to the events of the past few days.

You turned to the frog lady, intending to ask if she’d like to come up with you, but she had set herself to the task of gathering the smaller spider bodies and tossing them outside. You cringed as a limb broke off one when she picked it up, but as much as you had all disliked them when they were alive, they didn’t seem to faze her now that they were dead.

Din stepped forward as she put her weight into dragging a larger one towards the split in the hull, his body language tight with almost comical unease.

“You don’t have to - ” he started, but she gave a dismissive croak and muscled the spider across the floor. Both you and Din reacted with wincing aversion, but she didn’t seem to mind at all.

“Ok then,” your husband said quickly, clearly content to let her continue if she wished and unwilling to continue watching her do it. He steered you towards the ladder. “We’ll be up in the cockpit if you need anything.”

Like he always did when you went up the ladder with the baby in hand, Din let you go first and hovered protectively to catch you if you slipped. You never had, but you didn’t mind indulging that particular habit for the sake of his nerves. You actually appreciated it then, with webs and slime covering each rung - Din’s hand on your thigh was steadying as you fought to overcome your reluctance to keep a firm grip on the sticky ladder.

The cockpit was covered in webs too, and Din kindly swept them from your seat before he started pulling them from the instrument panel. You felt a little guilty as you sank into your chair, watching him set to work - you were achy with exhaustion, and you knew that for all his armor, he’d gotten battered and bruised in the fight with the spiders and was running on only a few hours of broken sleep. 

“Is there anything I can do to help?” you offered. You didn't know the first thing about mechanics, but maybe there was something you could do for him.

His chuckle was affectionate. “No, cyare, that’s ok,” he said gently. “You rest.”

Before he hunkered down to work on the dash, he unscrewed the little silver handle from the gear shift and dropped it into your son’s outstretched hand.

“Be good and play quietly,” Din said to the baby. “Let mama rest.”

The baby cooed in agreement, settling in your lap and turning the ball over in his hands. Din gave your knee a slightly distracted but affectionate pat as he knelt in front of the instrument panel, fishing through the toolbox to find what he needed.

You leaned your elbow on the dash and watched for a few moments; there was something soothing about the way Din was so methodical in caring for his ship. You’d sat with him during repairs or routine maintenance countless times while you were courting; he’d let you chatter away about anything and everything while he worked, occasionally asking a thoughtful question or laughing at a funny memory you recounted. You’d fallen in love with him while he worked on the Crest, and you rested in that love now as he worked diligently to keep you and your baby safe. 

“I’m gonna fall asleep,” you mumbled, resting your cheek against your propped-up arm. Your exhaustion was finally catching up to you now that the adrenaline had faded, and your eyes fluttered shut as your head nodded a little.

You heard him turn towards you. “You don’t look that comfortable, cyar’ika.”

You gave a light shug, re-settling your arm around the baby. “Take me somewhere with a huge, Varactyl feather bed when you get the ship fixed.”

He chuckled. “Okay,” he agreed. “Do you want me to take the baby from you?”

“Only...” You yawned. “Only if he looks like he’s going to fall off my lap.”

You felt him run his knuckles lightly over your shin. “Goodnight, cyare.”

You nodded, feeling yourself fade fast, knowing you were safe and taken care of. “‘Night. Love you.”

“Love you too,” he said. You heard the soft whir of one of his tools start up again, and moments later, you drifted off into a dearly needed sleep.

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Murderbot Reference: Character Descriptions Part 2

Fandom reference! I tried to note every time a person/thing got a physical description, as well as additional info like how augments work, etc. Please note that there may be spoilers for all five books, but especially Network Effect.

This post contains:

ART’s Senses

ART’s Crew

Three

Rami, Tapan and Maro

Tlacey

Tlacey’s ComfortUnit

Targets (Network Effect)

Barish-Estranza: Eletra, Ras, and Supervisor Leonide

Augments (what they are/how they work)

Other Human Personal Tech (Non-Augments)

Other Bots/Machines: Agricultural Bot, Pathfinders, NE Target Drones, MB’s Drones

Other posts: Part 1; Part 3

ART’s Senses

·         Besides cameras, sees ship through internal sensors, “which provided data (heat, density, angles of motions, etc.) that didn’t translate into images, at least not visual images useful to humans.”

·         MB guesses that gaps in ART’s memory archives might look like “a giant interruption in the constant incoming reports from subsystems like life support, navigation, etc. It was tricky, because for ART these are not like discrete reports from connected systems, but more like the sensory input I would get from the pads on the tips of my fingers.”

·         Does have cameras in many areas, cameras hidden enough that MB didn’t know they existed until ART turned them on and provided access via the feed in NE.

·         Likes Amena and talks to her more gently than MB or other humans—it’s more careful of Amena’s feelings. Has talked about human adolescents in a positive way. ART is, on a regular basis, a teaching vessel.

 ART’s Crew

·         Iris: augmented human. Dark brown skin, wearing a decorative woven bracelet when rescued in NE and a light blue longsleeved T-shirt. Small, shorter and slimmer than Ratthi, but not much bigger than Amena. Dark hair is the curly kind that puffs out a lot, but in NE pulled back and tied up in a band. Hair is long enough that she lifted it up so MB could see her back/neck when checking for an implant. Longsleeved T-shirt and pants and soft shoes are the casual version of ART’s blue crew uniform. Some bruises and scrapes at rescue. Seth’s child.

·         Seth: tall, very dark brown skin, “with less hair than most SecUnits,” a mostly-hairless head; earlier description from photograph (later context makes this likely to be Seth) says “no hair on the front half of his head.” Iris’s parent, she calls him “Dad.” Captain of Perihelion.

·         Martyn is Iris’s other parent (called “Dad); Seth’s marital partner; earlier description from photograph (later context makes this likely to be Martyn posing next to Seth) says lighter skin than Seth, with short white hair; he/him

·         Kaede is about the same size as Iris, but skin is lighter and her hair is yellow

·         Matteo is small like Iris and Kaede, and has a lot of dark hair that at rescue had come loose from braids. They/Them.

·         Turi is young like Amena. They/Them

·         Karime uses she/her

·         Tarik uses he/him

·         On variation of crew uniform (made for MB): dark blue, pants and jacket of deflective fabric, good quality (better than Station Security), with lots of sealable pockets for weapons and drones. Stability fabric boots, probably tough enough to jam a hatchway. Looks like what human security would wear. ART’s crew logo on the jacket, which also has a collar that folds down.

 Three

·         SecUnit, with projectile weapon built into arm

·         Armor flexes if it shifts its shoulders

 Rami, Tapan, and Maro

·         All wearing variations on work clothes, no uniform logos. Either Rami or Maro has an implant, but none are augmented. Part of a group marriage of 7 people, with 5 children of various sizes. MB thinks all are young—not far from adolescence.

·         Rami: tercera, “which was a gender signifier used in the group of non-corporate political entities known as the Divarti Cluster,” te/ter. Purple hair, red eyebrows, light brown skin. Wearing a jacket.

·         Tapan: female. Multicolored braids wrapped up around her head, blue jewel-toned feed interface clipped to ear, slightly darker skin than Rami. Wearing a flower-patterned t-shirt.

·         Maro: female. Very dark skin, silver-colored little puffs of hair, “almost beautiful enough to be in the entertainment media.”

 Tlacey

·         Augmented human female

 Tlacey’s ComfortUnit

·         Physical configuration doesn’t match SecUnit standard.

·         Lots of hair, silver with blue and purple on the ends, pulled back and braided like Tapan’s but in a much more complicated pattern.

·         Bare arms show no metal, and no gun ports

 Targets (Network Effect)

·         When fully affected: look like tall, thin augmented humans. Dull gray skin. Narrow human features, dark brows standing out against smooth gray skin. Colorless lips.

·         Not completely identical: one Target on ship is slightly taller and has broader shoulders than the other.

·         Targets on ships: wearing formfitting protective suits and partial helmets that initially left a lot of their faces bare. One on the B-E explorer wore “more casual human clothing:” dark green-black pants and jacket, black shirt with a collar. Shoes had heavy treads, designed for rough planetary terrain. Hair looked more normal, with reddish brown tight curls cut close to the head.

·         Targets and colonists: gray skin is a progressive condition, not natural or cosmetic effect, some still look like humans who were altered rather than aliens. Not all who still looked somewhat human were fighting on the same side. Most of fighting group wore “the kind of rough work clothing normal for colonies or mining, a cheaper, more battered version of ART’s environment suits with hoods but no breathing gear, or a mix of clean work clothes, plus a random collection of what looked like old uniforms and protective gear.”

 Barish-Estranza, Eletra, Ras, and Supervisor Leonide

·         B-E uniforms are red and brown with corporate logos

·         Eletra and Ras both wear B-E uniforms that are disheveled and torn.

·         Eletra has brown skin and dark hair that reaches at least to her shoulder blades.

·         Supervisor Leonide has “mid brown” skin “that was common to a large percentage of humans,” with an artificially smooth, even tone that indicated cosmetic enhancement. Dark hair wrapped around the top of her head and she has small metallic and gemstones set in the rim of one exposed ear.

 Augments

·         According to MB, are “supposed to help humans do things they couldn’t do otherwise, like interface with the feed more completely or store memory archives.”

·         Augments that aren’t feed interfaces are meant to correct physical injuries or illnesses.

·         Augments are meant to be helpful. Implants are different (MB compares implants to governor modules, something the person has little to no control over)

·         Normal augment would have filaments extending directly into the human nervous system. Some augmented humans may have dataports/plug-in interfaces in the back of their necks, since MB is able to pass off its dataport as one of these often.

·         Normal augmented human (augmented with feed) has interface built into brain; non-augmented humans have removable interfaces (excluding implants, which seem to be regular interfaces just not removable without surgery).

·         Augments and constructs work with “machine-readable code written into human DNA”

·         Augmented humans can work more fully in the feed; MB thinks that the drugged-up GrayCris assassins wouldn’t be possible to control with a removable interface, so the controller must be augmented (and this proves correct).

 Other Human Personal Tech

·         Un-augmented humans can’t access the feed unless their interface is working and attached properly. Tapan’s in-ear interface was taken out while ART’s MedSystem worked, and she had to put it back in before she contacted her partners.

·         “Normal external interfaces for humans were designed to look like all kinds of things, from carved natural wood to skin tones to jewels or stones or enamel art pieces to actual plain metal with a brand logo.”

·         Human voices on the feed sound like their physical voices, and can show emotions. Humans (and augmented humans) usually subvocalize when talking on the feed.

·         During killware attack in ES, Pin-Lee, Mensah and two crewmembers each has portable manual feed interfaces they used to shore up SecSystem; allowing them feed access without using their personal on-body interfaces.

·         MB says in AC that killware and malware can’t do anything to humans or augmented humans; the killware attack in ES hurts augmented humans enough that one needs rescue breathing. This could be MB’s lack of knowledge, or it could be because the ES killware is rare, essentially a disembodied bot and an extremely uncommon/unheard of tactic.

Other Bots/Machines

·         Agricultural bot: almost 10 meters (~32 feet) tall, covered with spikes. Lower body has 10 long spider limbs for moving around without crushing anything, upper part is a long curving “neck” with a long head also covered in spikes

·         Pathfinders: like drone for space. Active scanners that can zip around a planet collecting environmental information and terrain imaging, plus looking for comm signals, possible energy sources, and hostiles. Can relay audio as ART uses it to threaten Targets. Very expensive.

·         Drones used by NE Targets: model MB is unfamiliar with. Round and as big around as MB’s head, any holes for cameras or weapons hidden despite size. Made of stealth material (or pattern) that can’t be spotted by camera, but regular vision OK.

·         Drones used in ASR, pulled from the hopper: “They were the small kind, barely a centimeter across; no weapons, just cameras.”

·         Also in ASR, MB mentions that there also exist drones that aren’t much bigger than the hopper drones but include a small pulse weapon (but as far as availability through the company, you have to get an upper tier package)

·         MB’s regular drones: small enough that it can have a flock (at least a couple dozen?) land on it and not impede movement in an EVAC suit. MB mentions technique where it can have drone accelerate a drone straight at a target’s face, and if hit an eye or an ear it goes straight to the brain, so probably fairly small. They are also easy to visually overlook when perched in a room recording people, or sneaking through a doorway. They’re also easy to store in MB’s many pockets.

[chal-lelerc]

ok so like. here’s my harry potter house thing. i’m ngl i tried to do this but then i deleted it bc it was getting too long and i didn’t have the attention span but. it kept sticking in my brain so i decided to pick it back up and as such, i’ve lost the original post but it was a quarantine activity (sort drivers into houses, assign quidditch positions, explain) posted by @verstappened​. houses done first, then positions, then explanations for both. i tried to make feasible teams, i.e making sure there arent too many of a single position per house, so this really screwed some of the sorting but oh well.

i did the houses first, then positions, then explanations in that order for the most part.

5/13/20: the sorting was mostly done before i heard all the differing opinions (of which there were many!)

5/19/20: alright so this is literally like 2 months old but i’ve just finished it lolol

Lewis Hamilton:

Slytherin: THE GLORY MAN. the aloof kind of superiority, confidence, is top dog, he’s simply the pinnacle of it all. kind of lethal and doesn’t do the whole ‘looking up to others’ things (outwardly, but he seems very soft on the inside tbh). very majestic and is almost a gryffindor, the kind of slytherin that Merlin is. hard-working, got here from incredibly humble beginnings, which kind of stands out from the rest, but he’s clearly now at the top level of society. still very protective of Others. scarily ambitious. Was originally a gryffindor but I wanted the brits to be in different houses for their quidditch positions to work. Could honestly go either way though.

Seeker: more glory. periodt. he stays winning and scoring the most points. clutch-man. Speedy boy, kind of in a different world than everyone else when competing (he’s always at the front lifetimes away from everyone else lmao. playing a diff game.)

Valtteri Bottas:

Hufflepuff: HE SEEMS. LIKE. A. BIG. CHILD. always relegated and brushed off but is literally God-Tier and no one can convince me otherwise. i consider him to be rather reliable (reflecting only the 2019 season at least lmao). a bit of a vindictive streak bc he knows what he’s Capable Of even when others underestimate him. has a very bright smile.

Beater: have u seen him. he’s a big boy even though he’s 5′8 and only an inch taller than lando norris he seems bigger than he is ok

Charles Leclerc:

Slytherin: this bitch. what a snake. hiss hiss.

Chaser: he wants what lewis hamilton has but chose the wrong position. still a star in his own right. pride and joy of his house, will be at the lead of every formation play unless told otherwise by his head of house, to which he will brood and complain ab but comply in the end bc he wants Team Success and loyalty to his Family. scores the most points on the team and people act like he carries even though he literally has a partner(s).

ok but fr my gut said charles is a slytherin (do i really need to explain why? very critical, doesn’t accept inferiority, somehow succeeds. just a feeling his brain seems to fit motorsport politics well), but i was seriously contemplating whether he’d be a gryffindor to max’s slytherin instead. but then i saw someone mention the whole lion schtick and i was like for all of max’s brattiness he is Gryffindor so sharl is snake. sorry don’t make the rules just follow them.

further edit: this was written before he started streaming (this is how old this draft is) and can u believe him he’s the epitome of the “not all slytherins r evil wenches” idea

Sebastian Vettel:

Ravenclaw: idk for all of Seb’s goofiness he just seems cerebral to me. Seems to know mildly irrelevant facts and is really quite smart however is hopeless in the modern age. Kind of that wise old(er he’s not that old) man knowledge. I’d trust him to give me all the life advice I need but also to write a 10 page essay on the nuances of the effect of emotion on verbal language (which we all know he is very experienced with).

Keeper: it’s the protective Dad Power.

Max Verstappen:

Gryffindor: WAS REALLY GONNA PUT HIM IN SLYTHERIN BC HE’S A NASTY LIL SHIT. TOTAL BRAT. GIVES FUCK ALL WHAT OTHERS SAY. BUT HE IS LION AND LION IS HE SO GRYFFINDOR IT IS. also just bc he needs to oppose sharl in every way possible it’s called Poetic Cinema. also his driving style is clearly the bravery and confidence to the point of recklessness that is prevalent among gryffindors.

Chaser: again, he must oppose Charles. so, not a seeker although he’s clearly singularly the most prized competitor. just like Charles, pride and joy of house, their star chaser. the comparisons never end. the competition never ends. the fighting never ends. one of the most interesting and dynamic performers to watch, is predictable in that he’s not predictable except that he will always be aggro to the max. will always be in trouble for getting rough bc that’s Not His Job but that’s just the gryffindor disregard for rules. master point scorer.

Alex Albon:

Gryffindor: was really a toss up btwn this and Hufflepuff but the ultimate deciding factor was the fact that I wanted all the British Boys to be seekers. he really just sticks it out as max’s teammate like a real one (nothing against max, everything against Helmet Merco) for the good of the team, still is sweet with max anyway. fitting that they’re in the same house too.

Seeker: he’s not the small boy that lando and lewis are but he is (thai/)British. very special boy (big ups on the promotion even tho it was Sad Times for Pear) deserves very special job. also he has a hot girlfriend (alex albon who i only know lily he’s boy toy) idk how that’s relevant but it seems fitting.

Carlos Sainz:

Ravenclaw: bc he’s a spaniard but is still better at english than Lando (i think everyone is tbh). Seems to be a quiet type of smart, sensible, but perhaps this is just the consequence of being compared to Lanno at all times LMAO (no hate all love bby Lannd). would be the type of ravenclaw to follow his friends on absolutely idiotic ventures but would step in to prevent near death or likely-legal-problem causing actions (and only then; otherwise it’s every man for themselves and everyone is free to make a fool of themselves and break some laws. carlos may dabble in such practices.)

Chaser: seems to be a go-getter, not going for points doesn’t even cross his mind. will always be the one driving up the pitch, the strategist of sorts bc he seems big(ger) brain (than lando lololol).

Edit: I wrote this part ab him long ago but this entire section of this post is now irrelevant and canceled.

Lando Norris:

Hufflepuff: you all know why. zero explanation needed. like, none.

also has a bit of an aggressive streak which tends to catch ppl off guard. is not afraid to confront u (hello pageNO) and at times defies the hufflepuff stereotype of being perpetually happy go-lucky (he has his bad days!). but when with His True Crew he is absolutely a hufflepuff ball of energy.

Seeker: small and speedy. energetic to the max. small. quirky and different from the rest, so he gets the special job. small. everyone would kill to protect him. small.

Daniel Ricciardo:

Gryffindor: AW I DIDN’T EVEN REALIZE THAT I PUT HIM AND MAX TOGETHER. LOOK I EVEN MADE THEM BOTH CHASERS. AH HOW BIGBRAIN MY MIND IS. everything ab dan is gold. golden skin, the colors in redbull and renault, his smile, just the vibes. he’s just got the enthusiasm and charisma and this intensity of a gryffindor. super aggressive, his late breaking (from his rbr at least) is legendary and maddening with how he pulls it off. is almost a hufflepuff but the gut said no.

Chaser: is Max’s teammate. so yeah. was obviously the star until younger max came to the show. a bit lost in limbo bc of it but they still work well together.

literally want to make him a hufflepuff so. bad. but i couldn’t split up maxiel. also his vibe is just different from other ‘puffs like stroll so.

Esteban Ocon:

Slytherin: ask max.

Chaser: being characterized off of their relationship with max seems to be a theme here. will go head to head with max w/ absolutely zero shits given. talented, but the rivalry with max is entirely secondary to charles imho. still yet to show his full potential but is still quietly a thorn in max’s side. many are interested to see what he is able to do in the immediate future.

Pierre Gasly:

Hufflepuff: GUYS HE WANTS TO OWN A PANDA

Chaser: constantly trying to prove himself and score big boy points. had a stint as seeker until lando came along. did not do as well as ppl had hoped, returned to chaser and proceeded to crush it from there. praticed a lot with charles as children (the friendship dynamic w/ their houses was definitely unforseen but is amazing).

Daniil Kvyat:

Hufflepuff: really wanted to make him a slytherin but the quidditch positions didn’t work out. firmly believe this works though. more of the rough and tumble type, definitely the kind that will sock u in the nose if u write off hufflepuffs as a joke. could honestly probably be a gryffindor too with how unapologetically aggressive he can be in the name of His Beliefs. gives me big dumb himbo vibes now that i think ab it tbh which is mostly the justification here. also he has a child omg.

Chaser: but the one that’s always headbutting bludgers out of the air (torpedo bitches). also had a stint as seeker before but it Was Not His Thing. he’d much rather be chasing and throwing things than seeking things. also he’s pierre’s mate :,) would’ve been a beater but romain and valtteri will not be anything else so daniil took the boot whoops.

Sergio Perez:

Slytherin: it’s just the vibe. knows his weaknesses and is able to make up for it with his confidence and talent in his strengths. very ambitious, plays the right cards at the right times to get the right results. something ab him puts me on edge, but like in a good way; i feel like there’s always a trump card up his sleeve, like when he gets to q3 out of fucking nowhere in a racing point.

Keeper: he gives me the same vibes as seb idk what it is. very dependable, backbone of his team.

Lance Stroll:

Hufflepuff: guys have u seen the guy. he’s just here to have a good time. may seem a bit airheaded at times but he means well 99% of the time. untapped potential. seems like a no thoughts head empty canadian hockey boy (and every one of these types is a hufflepuff don’t fight it); may or may not be the only accurate description of him.

Chaser: he’s just trying his best out here. i

KEEPER?: SO I DID A QUICK GOOGLE AND HE USED TO BE A HOCKEY

GOALIE?????

so scratch my initial thoughts (tbh i didn’t really know where to put him and i originally had romain as keeper but that’s an issue to fix later on now) BECAUSE LANCE STROLL IS A keeper GOALIE AND NO ONE CAN REFUTE THIS. ABSOLUTELY NO HUMAN OF THIS EARTH. WHAT GLORIOUS INFORMATION TO STUMBLE ACROSS.

Kimi Raikkonen:

Slytherin: guys i really don’t have an in depth analysis of this but i don’t think iceman needs one.

Beater: see above^. y’all must get the vibe.

tbh could also be a keeper tho similar energies to seb and checo, but honestly his no fucks given attitude is ultimately what swayed me

Antonio Giovinazzi:

Gryffindor: he just has that majestic quality (that could also fit a slytherin but i only see red when i see antonio). look at that lion’s mane. also he’s one of kimi’s to paddock friends? seems fitting that he’s a gryffindor to kimi’s slytherin.

Chaser: plays second fiddle to the duo that is max and daniel, often regulated to vibing on the side. but he’s there and he’s important and he has potential (i’ve been seeing ppl talking ab a ferrari move and i’m positively shaken). [edit: again, this post is old.]

im sorry its glaringly obvious idk much about him asdfjasldkd

Kevin Magnussen:

Slytherin: guys lots of these are just self explanatory sorry if i seem like im taking the cheap way out but it’s fact. brundle and crofty call him a great white shark for crying out loud.

Beater: unapologetically chaotic. lurking around the edges making people feel hunted. spends more time playing baseball in the middle of the matches than quidditch and sometimes it backfires but it’s good fun and it sometimes works.

Romain Grosjean:

Hufflepuff: y’all he’s such dad energy and he likes to cook. gets written off a lot but he actually cares (he’s a part of the grand prix drivers assoc.!). he seems so wholesome and he spends time with his kids and their school work when he can do u feel those water drops yeah those r my tears.

Beater: i really wanted to make him a slytherin beater to make him teammates with k-mag but he’s just. not a slytherin. but i kept the beater part. spends the majority of the hufflepuff v. slytherin matches sending bludgers kevin’s way even when he doesn’t mean to. it’s always reciprocated.

George Russell:

Ravenclaw: I’VE SAID IT BEFORE AND I’LL SAY IT AGAIN THIS KID. is so marvelously well spoken and he just has such a simple yet effective way with words. he knows what’s reasonable to expect but never fails to expect the most that he can given his circumstances. again, mentioned this before but a lot of it is his accent. the glottal stop is a historically stereotypically rural (i.e. “uneducated”) thing but I’m American and I Don’t Listen to the Rules, so the accent just makes him seem so sophisticated to me especially when he’s saying things like “horriiiiiiiific” and presenting his hefty powerpoints.

Seeker: my British Boys Are Seekers headcanon continues. definitely a Golden Boy of the team kind of guy (hello tragic dumpsterfire that is williams :/ ).

Nicholas Latifi:

Hufflepuff: same boat as lance. his twitch streams are so wholesome he’s just chilling man. twitter made me write him off as daft and unnecessary at first but like fuck twitter i’m all here for ninky latvia now.

Chaser: lowkey gives me keeper vibes as well? the sensible, level-headedness. but obvs that’s lance so chaser it is. still the level-headedness that helps him hold down the fort btwn pierre and daniil who can tend to get a bit imaginative, and also the energies of them + lando.

5/19/20: so it’s quite clear to me that i grew tired of brain functions the more time i took on this and the later ones are a bit lacking and for that i’m very sorry. that being said i’m still happy to see this finished bc the idea was VERY exciting for me.

[unordinary-analysis]

Episode 166

Honorable mentions:

I always love seeing a student with John’s old ‘loser’/helmet hair lmao it makes me happy

For the first time ever, when I say ‘Remi, pop off queen’ you know I actually mean it lol

Tldr: the high-tiers (can’t really call them “royals” anymore can we) establish themselves and prove their worths as paragons (perfect examples) of what royals should be and i applaud them for it

The amount of joker masks that the superhero posse brought in has to be representation of their power. Isen, the lowest-ranking of the superhero posse brought 1, Remi brought 3, and Blyke brought 3. You might be thinking ‘hey remi is more powerful than blyke’ but we know that he’s been working hard recently and because he only has one more mask than Remi, i think this idea is plausible. so let me believe that blyke is more powerful than remi please.

Nothing to really say about Isen except that he needs a hug

Going to ignore that remi listed cecile as someone she wanted to recruit help from because i would just get my hopes up

Only occured to me now that i could pull off a John and Rei comparison especially after reflecting over episode 150

Arlo and seraphina give off such close vibes and it’s obviously because they got close (or at least intensely familiar) when they were the king and queen and i just- i absolutely love when plots or characters go full circle and reflect (revisit?) the start of the story even though that sounds anti-development, it’s not im just bad at explanations.

WHAT I WOULD GIVE FOR CECILE TO BACKSTAB JOHN not that i don’t like john because i absolutely aDORE him because of his impact on the story, but i just want to see Cecile backstab someone and john is convient

just me talking for a bit, scroll if you want to skip to the actual content i understand ;( :

Okay: so.

I’ve figured out that instead of putting little talkative comments in the honorable mentions like I’ve been doing lately, I can put them here and not feel like total trash and that I’m downgrading the post so that’s fun.

Anyway, sorry if the massive ton of parentheses(?spelling) i'm using is confusing or hard to read. I mean, I won’t fix it, but I hope it’s not too bad ya know

Again: sorry for talking like im texting someone in 2017 it’s an issue, im aware. No one ever says anything, but yeah?? Im sorry???

Im panic-writing this an hour before the new episode drops so hopefully this is up before then, there’s no real hope though it takes me 10 minutes just to transfer this from my google doc to tumblr because i have to manually re-add all of the bold and italics and bullet points. Still not removing this bit tho even if (lmao “if”) it’s late ;)

Talking too much, but whenever you see (?”spelling/grammar/word choice/etc”), that just means that I messed up in that way, but I’m too distracted to fix it. Figured i should say that eventually seeing as i literally do that every post

Next post will not be written in first person at all because i think it makes these feel way too familiar and makes new readers uncomfortable which is stupid but is how i would feel so we’re experimenting. If you’ve never read one of my posts, i just act very informal with everything i do and i just want to say, i'm not in this tightly knit niche group that reads these and that ive been friends with for years. i just. Talk like this. So don’t feel like you’re eavesdropping by reading one of these. I really hope im not an outlier in feeling this way when reading other peoples post because if nobody actually feels this way, im bout to be real embarrased oops.

Im getting the talking out of my system because no talking next post.

Yeah this post is late. But: i stopped for pizza in the middle and my webtoon isn’t loading so im like sitting around waiting for it to

Remi:

    Now, in this episode particularly, it has occurred to me that I need to give Remi credit where credit is due. I made a post (AN: multiple posts but we’ll ignore that) over a year ago talking about her abilities as queen and- I did her pretty dirty. Not unfairly, but dirty. I basically dissed her a lot and said that she wasn’t a good queen in any sense. And I’ve done this multiple times (AN: ignore last AN) because I can remember at least 2 other times when I just berated Remi over and over for being shit queen.

    I’m not going to disagree with myself in this post (because I didn’t lie), but I want to give her some credit because I do believe she has changed recently and it has affected how I view her as a position of royalty. And, yes, while it is unclear if she is currently technically still a royal, what with John having somehow destroyed the entire concept of Wellston having royals (?), she has been taking the actions and responsibilities that a royal would. So-

    What made me want to write this out was in this episode, episode 166, I really realized/noticed her attitude and actions dealing with and revolving around this whole joker situation (currently more about the fake jokers) was?? Actually productive?? To explain: In this episode, we see Remi approaching a group of low-tiers who are worriedly talking about the joker situation and 1. Analyzes the conversation in reference to the measures she, Blyke, and Isen are taking to prevent the situation, 2. Reassures the low-tiers that qualified help (her, Blyke, and Isen [aka the superhero posse]) is doing the best they can, and 3. Asks if they have any suggestions or ideas that might help them attain their goal. Like?? Hello?? The Professionalism? And the way she didn’t let her disappointment that her previous efforts up until now affect her is a stark contrast from the Remi of the past. I’ve ripped her apart because of just how often her emotions would completely overwhelm any sense she had. So: that stood out. But, anyway, big picture again: This whole short little scene from her was so impressive?

    Honestly, the fact that Remi is going through all this effort to stop the fake jokers and make sure the low-tiers are safe is very different than what we would’ve seen from her in the past. One of the common reasons that I kept saying Remi was a bad queen was because she didn’t care about her responsibilities and didn’t take her authority seriously. There are even examples of Arlo, or others, telling her this (the example that came to my mind was when Remi was warning students about EMBER and Arlo stepped in [and the reason behind the events of this example helps to support my next point] {ALSO (sorry) afternote: I was reading through everything I’ve ever said about Remi’s leadership and I used this exact example in my post “Remi” from just over a year ago}). Another reason that I was against Remi as queen, which ties nicely with the previous reason (this sounds like repetition of like two seconds ago when I said that my last reason would support this point, but it’s not because words), was that she prioritized personal missions over things her school needed her to do. I remember being very pissed around episodes 110-120 because she ignored the big conflicts happening at Wellston in order to track down this separate crime organization (EMBER) and took Blyke and Isen with her (royals)(who were both against the idea). And I know that her reason for doing this is valid and I do respect her for attempting to avenge her brother, and I would have let this slide if she gave one thought or listened to Isen and Blyke at all about Wellston. I know this still sounds bad on my part, but it was many instances stacked on top of each other of Remi being, not just unconcerned, but unknowing, about Wellston’s current state as a school. At that time, Remi was the queen, she was one of the school’s royals, whose job was to maintain order and peace within the school. I couldn’t see any instances of Remi even attempting to do that. That was in the past though, because obviously, things are different now, like I said. Currently, Remi has gone out of her way to dedicate herself to the wellbeing of Wellston, that is obvious in the way she has been talking with low-tiers and unmasking fake Jokers. I only hope that her new motivation isn’t just a phase brought upon her due to her personal relationship/conflict with Joker, with John. I want to know if John ever happens to be dethroned or Remi somehow gets her technical authority back, will she still be dedicated to the school, or is her motive purely situational? I hope not? Because we’ve seen lots of change from her recently what with learning of the low-tiers mistreatment and all, so let’s cross our fingers.

    Regardless, there has been improvement in Remi. In her leadership and dedication. And that needs to be acknowledged. So I am doing it. Yeah. Here you go. Badge of honor for Remi.

    Obviously, most of what I’ve said also applies to Isen and Blyke, who are honestly going above and beyond (especially Blyke), just this section is a response to my previous statements of how Remi is not a good queen, not only for Wellston, just in general. And, again, while I still agree with my evaluation of Remi as a queen in reference to her past self and past episodes, This is a new development I felt obligated to talk about. :).

Blyke’s idea (?word choice confuses me):

Wowee this is a fun one. So: Blyke broke up a fake joker fight in a hallway this episode, and i just have to acknowledge this like I did for remi: props, but anyway, I was very intrigued by the way he handled the damage control like?? He refuses for the fake joker to be unmasked (?grammar) and gives the reason, “I’m not about to show his face so that you all can just gang up on him later!” And: applause. I think that this has occurred to me before, I just never dwelled on that idea, so I was taken off guard by this from Blyke. He was able to understand this and form a plan with how to deal with it? I don’t know about you, but that screams king behavior. Anyway, what Blyke does is take the fake joker to a separate room and unmasks him privately then talks with him as a way to both protect the fake joker’s safety and discourage him from any future stunts like the one he pulled a sec ago. And?? This is so great because, guys, this is liTERALLY the concept of like anger management and behavior therapy?? 

I especially liked how Blyke took the time to hear the low-tier out(something that the high-tiers are really starting to do [technically because of john because john became joker and caused all of this {and since john wanted to destroy the hierarchy because high-tiers didn’t give a shit about the low-tiers in a way he’s achieved his goal, albeit unknowingly}]). And, like i literally just said, by hearing him out, he’s creating yet another bubble of safety around the low-tier because immediately after (okay maybe not immediately, blyke did scold him a bit), Blyke says that whenever the low-tier is being picked on, he can come to Blyke. And NOT ONLY does this whole thing help with the fake jokers issue, but Blyke, along with Isen and Remi, are creating trust and respect between the low-tiers and high-tiers. This is them doing the hierarchy right! They are establishing themselves as leaders and as people that can be relied upon, which is exactly who the royals are supposed to be.

Just want to say: He also talked about how the guy who got attacked should also reflect on his actions, and yes, this deserves recognition, but this has been a common theme, so I didn’t think it was worth really discussing. Blyke got bonus points for this. Extra credit if you will.

    Remi’s idea:

    Back to Remi, but her idea about recruiting John to help get rid of the Jokers? Excuse me? The innovation, the growth, the potential. And, I know this was shut down pretty quickly by Blyke, but I still have to talk about it??? And this section is starting off horribly because there was absolutely no transition or introduction but hello?? 

    Anyway, obviously the fact that Remi would even suggest getting any help from John (Joker) is astonishing. 1. He literally beat up everyone present in the scene 2. Honestly from what john’s doing for all anyone knows, he likes that low-tiers are faking being joker (remi even points this out lmao) 3. Again, he beat everyone up? Not exactly looking good for any kind of compromise. And yet despite these obvious reasons, Remi still lists him as a possible ally. Why?

    Because when she met up with him before he completely dethroned the Wellston hierarchy, she noticed similarities in their goals and their beliefs. She says, and quotation marks mean quote, “When I spoke with him��� I really thought both of us wanted the same thing… Just that our methods of approaching the situation were different.” !!!!!!! Remi knows that they really want the same thing: a safe environment for low-tiers. That was the one thing that John kept repeating over and over when they met up and talked (episode 150) (other than the fact that royals are shit but-): he wanted to create a school environment that was safe for the low-tiers. Whether or not that’s his goal now, or if he’s acting with that goal in mind, Remi obviously remembered this the most from their conversation because it seemed so similar to the way she was thinking. And Remi thinks that it would be possible that John would prioritize this over his dedication to his own personal project of destroying the school :).

    Anyway, this whole idea is scrapped by Isen and Blyke who give valid arguments as to why trying to ally with John is a really bad idea, but oh my god the way my heart stopped.

    This section is basically a summary and very quick, but this scene in the comic was riveting because of this. I just don’t know what else to say.

[dcmissionaries]

DokiDokiCon III + The Fic of Destiny

"Welcome to the annual Otaku Festival of Daten City- DokiDokiCon! This will be our third year running, and boy is it another wonderful sight to see!" The reporter chirped as she walked down the halls of the convention center, "Despite the terrible events of the previous two years, the convention is still going strong! I'm sure they feel safe because our very own Daten Celebrities have attended- maybe some people are coming just to see them in action!"

The truth was, the Angels had been asked to attend by the convention's very own curator. Due to his terrible luck with ghost attacks every year, he bribed the Angels with free tickets and merchandise if they attended- even going as far as to offer Hollywood-tier costume artists to make their cosplays. Needless to say, Strappon couldn't refuse the offer lest he be hated forever by the resident Anime Enthusiasts. The most pressing matter, of course, was the note that had been slid into his DMs by God: "Story..." Strappon whispered to himself, "What kind of story? Romance? Suspense? God, I wish You would give us more than one word..."

"It's aight, I'm sure we'll be good knowing what we know." Blazer waved their hand dismissively. Their costume had already been made prior in anticipation of the event months in advance, so they were just there for moral support, so they say. "I really hope it's not another 'inconvenient super power' ghost..." Duster sighed. Everyone likely felt this way, considering the circumstances last time in addition to the debacle at the hotsprings. --- Just as Angels surely got their note, so did Demons. Even those who had moved to the Abbey for amnesty got the email for their glorious, murderous Supreme Absolute. "Lost Soul sighted at or near the Convention Center in the center of Daten. Those not attending will be culled. We see all. We know all. Do not disobey." Talk about creepy. 

The air around the convention was filled with excitement and merriment a s thousands of attendees piled in, with plenty more waiting in line to g et their bags and badges checked on the way in. The Angels were lead in with their VIP badges, caught up in the energy o f the convention scene- especially with their fancy costumes.

BRIT:  Strappon walked in behind Blazer and Duster, attempting not to get swa  mped by the fans of their professional-looking Zelda cosplays.  "Remember, we do have a mission to follow-up on..." He said, trying no  t to say it too loud so as to ruin the fun they were obviously about t  o have.  "Relax, Strap. We got this." Blazer said as they posed with their swor  d for a photo. There was a hairflip for emphasis.

KURP:  Luna followed up behind the group, holding a poor cramped up Sukajan w  ho was still recovering from his failed Kinjaz routines. Now he truly  misses his cybernetic body, he played himself.  Out from behind them popped in Hot Pants who was rather excitable to b  e walking around as Toon Link. He was mostly excited to make faces whi  le taking pictures if anything.  In some other nondescript area of the con, there was a Bayonetta cospl  ayer who was in obvious emotional distress, their makeup constantly be  ing cleaned off their face and reapplied by a lovely Jeanne cosplayer.   There was a small pig accompanying the pair.

COFFIN:  Dzilla followed close behind the group, stopping to take pictures. The   giant woman cosplayed the giant woman, Opal. On her shoulder was an e  xtremely excited Mary Janes.  The bean of a boy was dressed up as Sapp  hire.  Foxstole was chilling, sipping a cappuccino in her Tracer cosplay.

SAIYAN:  Undershirt arrived wearing the same damn cosplay outfit that he'd worn   the last two times because he's unoriginal, along with Wristband and  Tuxedo Jacket. TJ didn't really want to get into the whole dressing up   aspect so he wore his usual outfit. Wristband decided to go as Videl,   having her hair styled into two magenta pigtails. The three of them r  an into Blazer and their little group.  "Oh, hey guys, nice choices of cosplay!" he said to Blazer and the res  t.  Meanwhile on the other side of the convention, Bowtie was there, dress  ed as Azula from the best anime //shot.  She accompanied the Bayo and  Jeanne cosplayers in their struggle with makeup.  "Are you two good there?" she asked them.

OMEGA:  Boxer was cosplaying as Kenshiro from Fist of the North Star, he was s  o excited to come to Doki Doki Con! "This is so awesome!" Boxer said a  s he was ready was the Con.  Raincoat was cosplaying as Aqua from Kingdom Hearts, she had worked ve  ry hard on the costume along with the Keyblade too. "I get to finally  try out my Aqua Costume." Raincoat said with a smile on her face as sh  e looked at Boxer.  Emperor Crown was cosplaying as Gilgamesh from Fate Series and Father  Crucifix was cosplaying as Dracula from Castlevania Series. These two  were focus to cosplay by Raincoat and Boxer. "Well, at least this cost  ume doesn't ruin my looks." Emperor Crown chuckles a little with a smi  rk on his face. "I will never until kids and their cosplaying..." Fath  er Crucifix sighs as he follows Boxer and Raincoat.

HITA:  Skipping and jumping and twirling into the entryway, Brooch managed to   somehow get over to where Mister Strappon was standing.  Regardless o  f how fun it was to dress up as the character Lana from Hyrule Warrior  s, she at least took her job seriously.  She squinted out at the crowd  s, eyes darting around to assess what all was happening.  "I just hope we don't wreck the center.  My cousin said her boyfriend  has had to fix it every year since the Con started."  She glanced arou  nd again, hoping to spy others she knew.  She spotted the blue man, Mi  ster Undershirt, and was happy when they made their way over.  Almost.    She squinted at the Tux Man and had a thought, digging into her bag  and pulling out a domino mask, top hat, and cape.  "Wear them."  She shoved them straight at Tuxedo Jacket.  "Wear them n  ow, you can't not cosplay!!  Be Tuxedo Mask!!"  She was definitely not   shoving her magical girl agenda, no.  On the other end of the Con center, a tall person was dressed as an ex  ceptional rendition of the Fierce Deity from Legend of Zelda.  Meander  ing through the halls, VF, the Fierce Deity in question, hummed in its   doubled voice in amusement at the way people were reacting to various   cosplayers.  Humans were so silly, really.

KURP:  "No, we're not good, my kid was taken for crying out loud!" Replied th  e Bayonetta cosplayer, who was actually Hairpin.  "At least my photo shoots are coming out amazing..."

OMEGA:  "I don't know why we have to wear this Brother!" Tank Top said as he w  as cosplaying as Hikaru from Ouran High School. "You just have to wear   this today, Brother." Dress Shirt said as he was cosplaying as Kaoru  from Ouran High School. "But couldn't you find any better costumes..."   Tank Top mutter as he didn't like this costume. "These were the only  twin costumes i could find. Besides, you look cute in that costume." D  ress Shirt chuckles as he looks at his Brother. "W-Whatever." Tank Top   said as he blushes a little from that.

SAIYAN:  Tuxedo Jacket was taken aback by Brooches' sudden appearance as he was   quickly handed a mask and a cape. Normally he would have said no, but   with items he was handed it was better to just accept it.  "UGH! Fine!" he groaned as he put the items on.  "How do I look?" he asked.  Meanwhile, Bowtie frowned a bit at HP's response. Poor guy, he was goi  ng through a lot.  "Oh yeah, I kinda forgot about all that. At least you have the picture  s!" Bowtie said before leaning in a bit.  "Is there anyway I can make this better?" she asked HP.

KURP:  "Yeah, if you got my kid back! We still haven't gotten any leads and t  his is honestly upsetting," he said, wiping away the makeup that had j  ust been reapplied to his face. His husband had his work cut out for h  im, honestly.

BRIT:  "Thanks." Blazer said nonchalantly in reply to Undershirt, "I see you'  re using the same costume as you usually do. You're well-known for it  anyway, so there's no reason to diss your lack of originality."  "Blazer, please..." Duster muttered. He adjusted the hat to his Vaati  cosplay before being asked for another picture and meandering off. He  took Hot Pants' hand so they could pose together.  Amulet, dressed as Jeanne, handed his husband another tissue. He was g  lad they were using magic for some of the makeup, and that his costume   was made of premium red vinyl, otherwise this would be messy for both   of them.  "Honey, we'll find him. Just... Try to enjoy the convention a little."   He said.

COFFIN:  A black hearse rolled up to the entrance. Vampire Collar stepped out f  irst as Thorn. Assless Chaps soon followed as Dusk. Lastly, Jong stepp  ed out as Luna. The Hex boys had made it to DDC. They made their way t  o the group with a trail of Scooby Doo fans close behind.  Mary Janes just climes on Dzilla. Dzilla turned and waved to Foxstole.   Fox yawned,"Ciao D. Nice cosplay, never pegged you as the type."  Dzilla shrugged and tossed Mary in the air. "Do not judge by covers Fo  x. " She caught the giggling boy as she completed the sentence.  Virgin Killer nyoomed down the street on her Harley. She stepped off a  nd took off her helmet. She gave Diadem a kiss on the forehead. The tw  o had gone as Dexter and DeeDee. "You look so cuttte~!" Virgin squeale  d.

KURP:  "How can I enjoy it knowing my baby boy isn't in my arms!"  At this point Hairpin was getting somewhat hysterical, but he did try  to calm himself down, blowing his nose in the tissue hand to him.  "Fine, but. No promises," he said.  Archer gloves literally arrived a few minutes later with some starbuck  s, in full-blown Revali cosplay, catching up with Strappon's group. He   wasn't really appreciative but how could he deny Luna after being sho  wn the kid dressed as Zelda.  "Should we move around? I'm interested in seeing what this 'artist all  ey' is all about."

OSCAR:  Gloves and Sapphire followed the group, and was taken few pictures by  other cosplayers. Gloves was cosplay as Lucario and Sapphire was cospl  ay as Shalour Gym, Korrina. They don't mind getting pictures by other  cosplayers. They like it.  Meanwhile on the other side of the convention, Dress Socks and G-Strin  gs was there, getting pictures by other cosplayers as well. Dress Sock  s cosplaying as Soul from Soul eater and G-Strings was cosplaying as M  aka from soul eater. Both of them are in their human disguises and des  pite Dress Socks hate being in one since it makes him itchy, he don't  want to attract the wrong crowed. So he brought himself some lotion fo  r himself from home and apply to his skin so it won't itch that much.  Overall, they're with the other side with the demons, hellbents, and i  nquisitors.

SOUP KITTY:  Jong had a smile plastered on his face. He was clearly enjoying himsel  f and all the attention they were getting. It reminded him of his burl  esque days. He reached for Vampire Collar's hand and took hold of it.  He was hyped.  Near the entrance, there was a rather peculiar Sucy Manbavaran, who wa  s really just Pointe. What made her so peculiar was the giant glowing  blue sword strapped to her back. She somehow managed to get the sword  past security under the excuse that if you look really closely, it was   clearly lined with pixels. whatever that meant. She was taking pictur  es with other Little Witch Academia cosplayers, and handing them 20% o  ff coupons to an actual real actually legit witch shop.  Diadem smiled sheepishly at Virg's comments. "So do you. We should mee  t up with the others now." He was a bit nervous to be out and about, b  ut he had been convinced to go. He held on to Virgin's arm.

OMEGA:  "Jong! Vampire Collar! Over here you guys!" Boxer called out to them a  s he waved his arm in the air to get their attention.  Raincoat was with Boxer excited for the Con.  Father Crucifix and Emperor Crown were getting a lot of people to come   up to them and take picture of them in their costume.

KURP:  "Boxer, dear!"  A rather sultry voice came from behind him and suddenly the imposing f  igure of Asmodeus had his grubby little hands all over Boxer.  "So who are you supposed to be, huh? Some big tough guy from some post  -apocalyptic universe or something?

OMEGA:  "I am Kenshiro from Fist of the North Star, it is a very classic anime  ." Boxer answered Asmodeus the Demon Lord of Lust.

RYAN:  Pauldron slowly moved through the crowd, dressed as Kaneli from Zelda,   looking very confused as he looked for his Revali. A blushing mess, h  is ease disappearing the second he posed for photos.  Thigh High was currently using him as a human shield to slowly push th  rough the people. Dressed as our Lord and saviour Sonic the Hedgehog i  n her own homemade suit, she was having the time of her life.  “For someone so nervous, you’re fitting in rather well.” She mused at  the old man.  “I used to attract crowds like this all the time when I was younger.”  He pointed out as he turned to look down at the angel.  “But it has been quite some time since I’ve been treated like this…” P  auldron confessed as he tried to black out that one time when everyone   called him a bear on Twitter.

COFFIN:  Vampire Collar held Jong's hand and kissed him. He snaked his arm arou  nd Jong's waist and he smiled.  Assless Chaps moved his arm around Jong too and he smirked, walking to   the group with them. "We look absolutely wonderful."  Virgin Killer took Diadem's arm and walks with him. "Of course babes.  C'mon let loose!" She giggled. "We look bomb."

SAIYAN:  Bowtie patted the poor man in the shoulder. He was really torn up abou  t this, and rightfully so. But she smiled when he took up her offer.  "I'll help you take your mind off of it for a bit, don't worry." She c  onsoled him.  Meanwhile, Undershirt turned to Blazer with an eyeroll.  "Thanks for the backhanded compliment, totally makes me feel better" h  e said to him.  While Undershirt was talking, Wristband noticed that Asmo had made an  appearance. Without saying anything, she walked away from the group an  d wandered to his side. She silently placed a hand on his shoulder.  "Don't think about slinking away anywhere, I'm gonna be watching you l  ike a hawk. So no funny business, okay?" she asked him.

FUJOSHI:  Somewhere in the midst of the chatter, a small, chubby girl was wander  ing and weaving between all the cosplayers with hearts in her eyes. Sh  e was so mystified- everyone was so real!  "Oh, this is so much like I've dreamed! So many kawaii Anime character  s surrounding me- I could just write a fanfiction right now!" She sque  eled, "But I don't know what to do, yet! I should find some muse with  them..."  Fujoshi wandered further into the crowd to find some pretty damn profe  ssional cosplays. She stood back and sat down to watch them talking to   each other from a distance.

SOUP KITTY:  Jong gave a little wave to boxer with his free hand, then nodded with  respect to Asmodeus.  Pointe noticed the group Jong was in, and immediately gravitated over  there. She was now walking beside them. She was bodyguard Sucy Manbava  ran.  Diadem smiled and nodded, as they caught up with their squad. He point  ed at Boxer, and then made the throat cutting sign while mouthing "If  you hurt him you're a dead man."

KURP:  "I would say that's a little too old school for me, but I am partial t  o the JoJo series myself," Asmodeus admitted.  "How about we try and have a nice time today. After all, we're technic  ally still /boyfriends/."  His fun was immediately interrupted by the sudden appearance of Wristb  and. Oh bother, what does she want. He rolled his eyes as she spoke, a  lmost shooing her away.  "Listen, the worst I'll do is go fuck someone behind the con or someth  ing. This is a good opportunity for me to feed. I won't kill anyone, I   promise."  "What do you have in mind?" Hairpin asked. He would be lying if he sai  d he wasn't curious.  Archer looked around as his group began chattering among themselves, t  rying to figure out what venue to hit first when he spotted what seeme  d to be Pauldron. He waved enthusiastically, hoping to get the attenti  on of the man.

TOTALLY NOT DJ:  Meanwhile, just outside the Con, Ruka was on his knees, weeping over h  is ruined Doomguy cosplay with Flat Cap and Vest in their costumes wat  ching over him. "Nice going, Helmet. Ya ruined his costume with your m  eat juices. Now we gotta get him a new one." Flat Cap said to Helmet,  who was rather stupid in his ham costume.

OMEGA:  Boxer was surprise that Asmodeus like Jojo, he thought that he would l  ike Yuri on Ice or Ecchi Anime. But he was getting nervous by Asmodeus   trying to seduce him? Is that it? Well the boy had to get out of ther  e.  "Actually Asmodeus, me and Boxer were going to check out the Art and Anime Figures they have." Raincoat said as he grabs Boxer to her side.  "And i think a demon like you wouldn't be interest in that." She said  as she had found a way to save Boxer.  "Brother Pauldron! It's good to see you here!" Father Crucifix said as   he walked over to Pauldron with a smile showing his fangs.  Emperor Crown was taking more Pictures with Fans of the Fate Series.

SAIYAN:  It was Wristband's turn to roll her eyes this time, as Asmo tried to d  ownplay her concerns.  "That's exactly what I'm concerned about. That's why I'm keeping you i  n my sights for the rest of the con" Wristband said sternly.

OSCAR:  While walking around in the con, Gloves and Sapphire was enjoying gett  ing pictures by other cosplayers. Especially for Sapphire, this is her   first time for her to be in the convention and having the time of her   life. Plus, she can rollerblade around at the convention. Gloves was  also having fun, not only he's in his second favorite cosplay as Lucar  io, but getting hugs by young and old people, with permission of cours  e. While  enjoying, they spotted Archer Gloves from afar and approach  him with smile on their faces. He can't see Gloves smile since he's we  aring a mask, but he's smiling.  "Hey, Archer!" Gloves said, waving to him. "Nice cosplay you got on."  Sapphire was next to him and she's waving as well.  Meanwhile, Dress Socks and G-Strings are walking around in the crowed  of cosplayers at the sight to find the Lost Soul. Yet, nice and kind k  ids walk over to them and ask if they could have a picture with them.  They look at each other and look back at the kids with the kids. Might   as well have fun first while finding the Lost Soul. After all, it's t  heir first time being here.  While taking picture, they all made a cool pose and say the line, "Sou  l Residence!"

EMI:  Finally making his way through the line, Trenchcoat, dressed as Joker  from Persona 5, made is way through the crowds of con-goers while star  ing at his pamphlet, walking passed the giant lion-like statue that wa  s also surrounded by a crowd. There were so many damn people here and  he was starting to get irritated.  Meanwhile, Mong was enjoying his freedom from Hell, and his freedom fr  om clothes since he was cosplaying a strange orange-haired version of  Felicia from Darkstalkers. Man he loved being mostly naked.

RYAN:  Pauldron visibly cringed when he heard many onlookers praise his outfi  t, too many mentioning d*ddy under their breathe.  “You know if you went as Kass, Cheeky could have lent you his accordio  n.” Thigh High remarked as she leaned on his back, completely obscured   by the sheer size of this lad.  “I do not know where this instrument has been, so I do not wish to tou  ch it. Much less, carry it around for a whole day!” He laughed through   his teeth so he could continue to pose for photos. A hand waving in h  is peripheral caused him to turn his head. Immediately he began to try   to walk towards Archer Gloves only to blocked off by more admirers. P  auldron let out a sigh and was about to give up on his pursuit when hi  s companion came to his rescue.  Coming to stand in front of him, Thigh High raised her arms and simply   announced,  “Move, I’m gay!”  “Thigh High, that’s not exactly… helpful?” He began to whisper before  being astonished as the crowd parted before her, not unlike that one b  iblical scene.  “Never underestimate the raw power of our Lord and saviour!” Thigh Hig  h scoffed at the non-believer as she tugged him towards the man of int  erest.

HITA:  Humming the Zelda theme to herself, Brooch began to wander off, her ha  ir still moving as if sentient when people came too close.  She was al  l too happy to pose for pictures, striking poses gleefully.  Her atten  tion was snatched by an exceptional Sonic and it made her sad she didn  't have her Tails costume.  She basically nyoomed to Thigh High, clapp  ing happily at seeing the outfit.  "You make me wish I had my Tails outfit and that Visor was here as Knu  ckles!!  It'd be great!"  So excited she was, she didn't notice her ha  ir lifting like it was in a Ghibli movie.  VF finally spotted people it knew, heading to the grouping of Bowtie,  HP, and Amulet.  While it didn't much care for this sector and it foun  d the absolute to be a few plastic monkeys short of a full barrel, HP  would have made the South-West proud.  It slid a notepad out of its cl  othes, eyebrows furrowing and mouth pulling into a frown at the conver  sation that had been going on.  'Has there been any updates?  Your girl-child keeps pestering it for s  ome reason to aid in the search.'  Its fingers twitched and it wrote a   further note to the group.  'If It can assist, It will do so.'

YARANAIKA:  This was the best convention she'd ever seen!  Hearts in her eyes, Yar  anaika's expert outfitting skills had hidden was she really looked lik  e.  Yes, she still had a bit of a give away but give her a break!!  Sa  ilor Scout ensemble set, she wandered through the halls, hoping for th  e best of the best to inspire her.  If only she could find someone who loved the animes as much as she did  !  If only she could find a partner to bring the most sugoi of love st  ories to life in this place!  With this in mind, the disguised ghost became a bit lost in thought as   she prepared for the story to unfold.

COFFIN:  Vampire Collar yoinked Jong away from Boxer, dipping him into a kiss.  Assless Chaps shook his head and he crossed his arms. "Annnd there the  y go."  Virgin Killer looked at Asmodeus and gave him the Chancla eyes. She ch  illed and took pictures with Diadem.  Fox sat on Dzilla's shoulder and Mary Janes gave her a high five. Mary   looked on at the crouds. "Look at allll these chickens!"

KURP:  "Now, now dear," Asmodeus said to Diadem, "I can take care of myself.  I can take rejection, at least."  No, he honestly couldn't. He was sensitive.  He smiled deviously as Raincoat spoke, wrapping an arm of his with Box  er's, "Actually, considering I hang around many enthusiasts, I acquire  d quite the taste for Japanese related animation so I'd be interested  in coming along with you two. Well, specifically Boxer."  He huffed at Wristband, once again, gesturing her to leave. "Listen, I   prefer some privacy when I'm in the act. At least respect that."  Archer quirked a brow as he was approached by Gloves and Sapphire, wav  ing a bit at them.  "Uh..Who are you?" He asked. He never seen these people in his life, a  s if he could see who was under what he assumed to be a fursuit. Furri  es do not interact.  His attention was refocused on Pauldron who was inching closer. Taking   deep breaths, he also approached Pauldron, looking up to the large ma  n. God, he just knows he's got a big dick, he just knows it.  "I see Lady Luna made a good call, huh? You look rather dapper in that   outfit."  Hairpin took the note he was handed and looked up to VF, shaking his h  ead, "No. Nobody's seen those 'Flies' anywhere since they took Armlet.   Hopefully we get new leads soon...Maybe you could speak to Sash? I kn  ow the two of you were kind of close."

SOUP KITTY:  Jong's eyes widened at suddenly being dipped, but he eventually just c  losed his eyes and let it happen.  Pointe had separated from the group and was reading through some magic  al girl mangas somewhere, clearly starry-eyed because of the chapter s  he was on.  Diadem pat Asmodeus on the back. "Still, cant hurt to have back up, ri  ght?" The boy smiled at his grandad, before adjusting his glasses, whi  ch admittedly were is /actual/ glasses and not just ones for the cospl  ay. He went back to taking pictures with Virg.

SAIYAN:  Wristband laughed a bit at Asmo trying to get out of this situation. A  s if there was any chance that she'd leave him alone for any amount of   time.  "Well that's too bad buddy, I don't want people being sucked dry and d  ying on my watch" Wristband replied.

OMEGA:  "Fine..." Raincoat sigh as she took Boxer and Asmodeus to look at Anim  e Figures and Art.  "Mother, save me." Boxer thought to himself as he thought Asmodeus wou  ld live him alone.  Emperor Crown was starting to love the Pictures.  Meanwhile the Brothers were searching for the Lost Soul. "Where could  that Lost Soul be?" Dress Shirt ask himself as he looked around with h  is Brother. Tank Top was eating some cookies that he bought but was ge  tting some crumbs on his face. Then Dress Short got a idea going over  to his Brother and licking the crumbs off his face. The plan was to lu  re out the Lost Soul with the power of Yaoi and Brotherly Love! Though   Ouran High School Fans were storming at the twins!

COFFIN:  Vampire Collar slowly tilted him back up and he pulled away with a hap  py sigh. "Glad to see I can still surprise you."  Assless stretched and yawned. "Weirdos. I'll meet you dweebs later, ch  ecking on dad boy blue bunny guy." He walked over to Asmo.  Virgin bumped Diadem's hip with her own and she took his hand. "Wanna  go to the r-section and check out a lil surprise~?"  Dzilla walked over to Asmodeus and she patted his shoulder. "Hello Asm  odeus, Wristband. I can watch him if you'd like?"   Mary Janes squeaked and hopped down, hugging the leg of the large dem  on. "Azzy!"

OSCAR:  Gloves was little surprise that he doesn't know him, but I guess it wa  s his cosplay at fault. It did cover his whole entire body after all,  including his head.  "Who am I? Oh right! This mask blocks out my head to everyone to see.  Gives me a sec..." He said. He took off his head with his paws to reve  al Gloves under cosplay Lucario to Archer Gloves.  "Sorry about that. I guess we haven't introduce to you." Gloves said.  "My name's Gloves Stone and this here on my left side is Sapphire, wea  ring her Korrina cosplay." He looks at her.  "Hello." Sapphire said. "Isn't this con wonderful?" She ask. "This is  my first time being here and there's so many people here wearing aweso  me cosplays, including yours." She smiles to Archer Gloves.

SAIYAN:  Meanwhile, Bowtie tried to think of something fun for her and HP to do  .  "Well....maybe we could go out for ice cream? Ice cream always makes m  e feel better" She said to HP.

HITA:  Frowning in deep thought, VF considered its options here.  Tilting its   head, a new note passed to the distraught man.  'It will get in touch with him and grandmother.  The Flies as you call   them sounds familiar.  Almost like something its grandmother ousted s  ome time ago.'  It frowned even harder at the thought.  Actually, it s  ounded very familiar.  What was it about that name?  'A cult It thinks  ?'  Fingers curling, it smiled almost cruelly at the thought of wiping out   a cult.  One of the many things it had yet to let go of was the urge  to purge all cults.  'It will aid you how It can.'

SOUP KITTY:  Jong was blushing, and it was noticeable as heck. He held on for dear  life to Vamp. This truly had swept him off his feet.  Diadem looked a bit confused but agreed. "What is the surprise?" he as  ked. It was almost as if he didn't know the implications of where they   were going. Still, oblivious as ever, he followed happily and innocen  tly.  Pointe had found somewhere to sit, and kept reading her magical girl m  anga. She had managed to save up all her allowance and the money she m  ade from helping around the shop, and was having tons of fun buying al  l the merch that her little heart could desire.

BRIT:  Duster pulled Hot Pants along as they had just exited the merch room w  ith more than enough Doujins, several figures, a body pillow, and too  many stuffed alpacas. Duster was carrying everything, being the talles  t.  "Hots... I think we need to bring some of this merchandise to the car.  " He said, "It's a bit much to carry."  Strappon wandered the con aimlessly, feeling terribly out of place. He   did take pictures of some cool costumes that he liked regardless of w  hether or not he was familiar with the series.

RYAN:  Giggling at Brooch’s sentient hair, Thigh High beamed at the woman bef  ore her.  “We should have called to coordinate, but your Lana looks so good!!!!”   She squealed as she did the ok hand, shaking it for emphasis.”  Pauldron gazed down at Archer Gloves and simply stated: “You dress wel  l.”  Thigh High cackled at the display in front of her before slapping Paul  dron on the back as she pointed at his tree trunk arms,  “This bad boy can fit so many feathers on his “wings”. I ‘m honestly h  ella jealous.”  “Luna has very good tastes when it comes to this sort of scenery! Much   better than Cheeky’s.” Pauldron stammered out as he began to fan hims  elf, was it hot in here or was it just him.  “It’s just you.” Thigh High smirked much to Pauldron's horror he'd act  ually said it aloud, what a fucking pleb. Then she gestured towards Cr  ucifix. Pulling him by the collar to whisper in his ear, she held up a   hand and whispered, “You’ve been so busy being gay you didn’t even no  tice that he’s right beside you!”  “Uhhhh….. Hello there Father Crucifix, long time no see!” The man righ  ted himself up immediately and turned towards the man, holding out his   hand. Pauldron, baby, please get your shit together.

COFFIN:  Vampire Collar picked Jong up and he casually danced around with him i  n his arms.  Virgin plopped by her booth. She smiled and Bob slithered out of her c  leavage. Bob waves to Diadem. "This is the booth for me and Flat's com  pany."

OMEGA:  "Indeed, I see you are cosplaying too. Boxer and Raincoat made me cosp  lay, they thought that i would make a good Dracula." Father Crucifix s  aid as he smiles at his friend. "Though how are you doing?" He ask as  he looked at Pauldron.  Meanwhile Raincoat and Boxer along with Asmodeus were by the Anime Fig  ures. "I wonder if that got a Gundam Figure or Jojo Figure!" Boxer sai  d as he looked at the Figures. "Today, i will find that Aqua Figure!"  Raincoat said as she was looking at the Kingdom Hearts stuff.

SAIYAN:  Wristband turned to Dzilla and smiled a bit at her offer.  "Thanks, but I think I got this. Unless you wanted to help me, then I  have no issues with that." Wristband replied.

TOTALLY NOT DJ:  Ruka walked around the con in his Doomguy costume, looking at all the  stands, merch, and all the goddamn furries everywhere. What he wouldn'  t give for a flamethrower right about now. Distracted by his disgust t  owards the furries, he accidentally bumped into Strappon, falling on h  is ass. "Hey! Watch where you're going, fucker!"  Flat Cap and Vest were just looking through Dark Soul merch at one the   stands, with Vest hissing at the statues of Smough and Ornstein in ba  ck the stand.

KURP:  Seeing that Strappon went on without them, Luna and Sukajan got an ide  a. They let Strappon mosey around the convention floor before approach  ing him, Sukajan swinging Strappon to pose with them as Luna held out  a phone for a selfie-styled picture.  "Say Till Valhalla!" Luna said, trying to impersonate Mercy as best sh  e could.  "Ugh," Asmodeus groaned as Wristband began following his little group.   "It's already in my contract that I can't kill, why keep watch over m  e? Go out and enjoy this convention!"  Archer looked back at Gloves and Sapphire, squinting a bit, "Uh, it's  alright I guess. This isn't something I'm really used to."  At this point he practically stuck himself to Pauldron's side, wrappin  g his arms around Pauldron's as the man was speaking to someone else.  Boy he was getting nervous for no reason.  "Yeah, they're a cult from what little information we scrunched up. Ap  parently a group of people that deeply worship an old demon of lore, B  eelzebub. Everyone thinks Sash is him, but who knows. Any help is appr  eciated, nonetheless," Hairpin said, giving a smile to VF.  He crinkled his nose at Bowtie's silly suggestion, "Honestly, I don't  have the appetite to eat anything right now..."  Hot Pants looked at everything Duster was carrying, arching a brow. "I   mean, if you let me carry something, this wouldn't be a problem but y  eah, let's go back to the car real quick before your arms pop off."

SOUP KITTY:  Jong giggled in delight. The dancing seemed to have attracted some sta  res, but honestly he was having too much fin to care.  "Hey thats pretty cool!" Diadem said. "what do you guys do?" He was ho  nestly clueless, he probably missed the memo.  Pointe was walking around again, and bumped into Thigh High, in the no  n literal sense. "Oh hey! Aren't you friends with my sister?"

SAIYAN:  Wristband just shook her head again, her magenta pig tails swishing ba  ck and forth in front of her.  "Because, Asmo, it's my job. As an angel I gotta make sure no one gets   hurt by demons and ghost and the like" She said to him.

COFFIN:  Dzilla smiled back,"I would love to help you. I would also like to cat  ch up a little with him is all."  Was Mary Janes nibbling on Asmo's leg? Yes. Was he ready to rangle the   bullworm? Yeah.  Virgin chucked and shook her head, "Oh Dia.. We have an adult toy comp  any." Bob wiggled and stuck his sucker to Diadem's hand.  Vampire Collar placed him down after a little bit, laughing some. "I l  ove you darling.~ "

BRIT:  Strappon had probably been knocked foreward by the force of Ruka's ent  ire self, but was swept up by Sukajan. He had not only been accosted b  y a man in full armor, but was now having pictures taken of him.  "I was watching where I was headed!" He shouted to Ruka from Su's heft  y grip. He pouted at the man who was holding him. "And can I help you?  "  Duster was glad Hot Pants offered, because he was now going to carry 8  0% of the items. They were dropped on him.  "Fuck, I'm glad you offered." He said simply, "Carry your own weight."

HITA:  Giggling at the sillines of the people before her, Brooch bounced a bi  t in joy at Thigh High's compliment.  She was happy!  She had a chance   to get it made professionally but her cousin wanted to make it.  Of c  ourse, because of this, the outfit was bulletproof.  Kevlar was appare  ntly a hassle to sew into clothing but it was still there.  "My cousin made it for me!  You haven't met Sleevies yet but she wants   to meet you one day for sure!  We've all just been... looking for Mis  s Bifocals."  She shifted, hair going limp before she bounced back.  "  Anyway!"  She smiled at how silly everyone was being but kept her eye  warily on the floor.  She turned her eyes back to the people in front  of her with a grin.  "What interesitng costumes you all have!"  And with the mention of Beelzebub, it clicked.  Eyes narrowing, it cur  led its lips in annoyance.  'You speak of they that are banned from its home, then.  It thought so  .'  Nodding as it handed off the note, it tilted its head at the demon  s before it.  Eyes alighting on the way that Amulet and Bowtie seemed  to be reacting to this, it inclined its head to the trio.  'It will be   bringing this to its grandmother and the hunting will commence in glo  rious fashion.'

YARANAIKA:  Seeing a girl by herself, Yaranaika wandered over to Pointe and giggle  d at the mangas.  "Hello pretty girl!!  Mind if I sit here with you??"  Her hair seemed  to look slick in the light and almost moved on its own before she sett  led to smile kindly down at Pointe.

OMEGA:  "Boxer! I found one of Kotobukiya Bishoujo!" Raincoat said as she hold  s up one of the figures which was Female Version of the Thor from the  Marvel Universe.  "So Cool! How much is it?" Boxer ask as he looked Raincoat though keep  ing his eyes on the figure.  "Seems to be fifty dollars." Raincoat answer as she holds the figure.  "I'll buy it!" Boxer said as he buys the figure.  Soon the two started to buy some Figures and Artwork of Characters tha  t they like.

OSCAR:  Gloves smiles back to Archer Gloves and wears back his cosplay helmet.   When he does that, he turn too Sapphire and she was looking at someth  ing on her left side. Turning his head at the direction, she was looki  ng at the ice cream stand.  "Wanna get some ice cream?" He ask her. She respond to a yes and went  towards the ice cream stand.  Waving goodbye to the little ones, Dress Socks and G-Strings continue  their search for the Lost Soul.  "Okay." Dress Socks said to G-Strings. "If I where to be a Lost Soul,  where would I be?" He said.  "Probably at the merchandise?" G-Strings guess. "Most people usually g  et cool figures and T-Shirts, so why not?"  "Yeah." Dress Socks said. "Let's start." Like that they're walking tow  ards to different merchandises in the search of the Lost Soul.

SOUP KITTY:  Diadem's face looked as if he had just learned all the secrets of the  universe. "Oooooh" He just nodded his head after that.  "I love you too~" Jong cooed. It was probably super apparent to anyone   who looked at them, that they were super in love. Jong kept an arm ar  ound vamp's neck, and gazed lovingly into his eyes.  "Sure!" Pointe chirped, this person seemed nice enough. "Would you lik  e to read with me?" She asked, offering up a bag filled with a bunch o  f newly bought mangas.

KURP:  Taking some of the merch off Duster, Hot Pants yanked off the more imp  ortant hauls of their little trip, the stuffed alpacas.  "I have no idea how you could see with these obviously obscuring your  vision," he commented.  Upon reading the note that he was handed, a chill went down his spine.   He wasn't even the target and he feels afraid for his life.  "T-thank you," he managed.  "It's us, Strap. You just kind of left us in the dust," Sukajan said a  s his grip loosened, straightening up the former Templer. He looked do  wn at Ruka who had his ass flat on the ground.  "Nice Doom Marine outfit there, dude."  Asmodeus rolled his eyes again.  "Fine, but please don't be in the room when I'm feeding!"

RYAN:  Thigh High sweated nervously before tugging on her collar and averting   her gaze from Pointe's.  "Haha, yeah, friends. Haha"  Pauldron looked down at her and said what we're all thinking,  "Stop laughing, it makes you sound very suspicious!" As he was feeling   way more confident with how close Archer was standing to next to him.  "I'm doing a lot better now that Cheeky is now preoccupied with this,  Leon Leonhart." Pauldron answered Crucifix's questioned.  "Uhm actually you forgot a Leon. There's three (3)." Thigh High correc  ted as she poked her head into the middle of their conversation, holdi  ng up three fingers to emphasize her point.

TOTALLY NOT DJ:  "Thanks, i guess." Ruka said as he got back up on his feet, "That Helm  et fucker got meat juice all over it earlier but I managed to clean mo  st of it off. Afterwards, I puntkicked his ass back to the Abbey."  Flat Cap eventually got tired of staring at Dark Souls merch and left  Vest to go do his own thing, forgetting that Vest was liable to steal  everything in the booth. After some walking, he noticed VK and Diadem  and walked over them. "Oi, Virgy! I see ye got a booth set up, eh?"

KURP:  "Hell yeah I'm three (3) whole Leon!" Leon yelled from the distance. W  here the fuck did he come from.

SAIYAN:  Bowtie's smile fell from her face. She really didn't know what to say  to him right know. His child really was all that was on his mind and t  here was nothing that would be able to change that it would seem.  "Well, I'm sure that he'll turn up soon." Bowtie said, trying her best   to comfort the poor carrot.  Meanwhile back with Asmo and Wristband the two just kept on arguing.  "How about I just turn around while you do it. But if I hear screams o  f pain I will step in and put and end to it" she said sternly.

OMEGA:  "That's great to hear." Father Crucifix said as he smiles showing his  vampire fangs a little. "I wish Ball Gown was here with me. Maybe she  could of been the Bride of Dracula." He chuckles as he looks a Pauldro  n.

COFFIN:  Virgin Killer started to laugh, holding her stomach. She loved him to  bits and pieces. "Yeah, so I figured why not have a lil somethin out."   She shrugged and squeaked when she heard Flatcap. "Heya sweets! Yeah!   I talked to the event management office and they were chill with it."  Vampire Collar kissed his nose and he moved his arms around Jong's hip  s. "Good.~ How're you holding up Dulce?" He rubbed the others sides.  Mary Janes heard feeding and he gasped. He then took his Hello kitty l  unchbox out of his bear. He opened it and it was filled to the brim wi  th dino chicken nuggets. "If you get hungry you can have some of these   with me!" Oh this sweet boy.  Dzilla chuckled and she shook her head.

KURP:  "Her name is /Lisa/, at least have the decency to look up the series y  ou're dressing up as, you," Archer spat, looking at Crucifix almost ac  cusingly.  He tried to hold on to Pauldron's hand, noticing that his tiny ones we  re absolutely dwarfed. Feeling his face flush, he grabbed on to it wit  h both hands. He felt like he was going to die on the spot, Lord help  him.  "So anyways. I've been interested in going to this artist alley they h  ave here. Anyone want to come with?"  "Ew, no!" Asmodeus said, "Just stay outside the room, goodness! Even I   have more decency than that..."  Sighing, he caught up with Boxer, once again wrapping his arms around  him.  "So tell me /Boxxy/, what do you want? You can ask me for anything, I  have unlimited funds for your pleasure! Just point to it and it'll be  your's."  "I hope so too," Hairpin said. It finally seemed like his crying spell   was ending, tugging on Amulet to reapply some of his makeup.  "That's kind of a justified response," Luna said to Ruka, "If you need   any proper repairs on that costume, just ask? I'm sure we got some ma  terials to spruce it up back at the house."

OSCAR:  While walking to different Booths with no sigh of the Lost Soul, Dress   Socks spotted a booth that got his interest. He walks over to it with   G-String with a curious look on her face. As they reach to the booth,   theirs an item that was calling out to him and it was cosplay Inuyash  a Tessaiga Sword. His eyes was glittered and want it so bad.  G-Strings looks at the sword, then back at Dress Socks. "Are you sure  you wanna buy it?" She ask him. "It cost $120.00 to buy it."  "Yes!" Dress Socks answer immediately. "I know that we got...'Cosplay  weapons', but this sword look so cool!" He don't want to blow their co  ver that they have demonic weapons on them. Otherwise, they'll be kick  ed out.  G-Strings sighs and looks at him. "Alright. If you demonic hearts want  s it, then go for it." She said.  With that, Dress Socks immediately bought it and strap it behind his b  ack.  Meanwhile, Gloves and Sapphire are enjoying their Ice cream and sittin  g at the bench. Gloves purchase Vanilla and Chocolate swirl and Sapphi  re purchase Resse Pieces Ice Cream.

SOUP KITTY:  Diadem laughed along with her, he was glad he came.  Jong giggled a bit "I'm doing okay. A lot better than this morning." J  ong stood on his tip toes and planted a kiss on Vamp's cheek. "I had p  retty bad morning sickness." He sighed a little bit. "How about you? A  re you doing okay?" Jong smiled warmly at his fiance.

OMEGA:  "Ummmmmm" Boxer said as he started to sweat nervously as he look at As  modeus. He try to find away out of this before the things go "Sexually   Wrong". "I NEED TO US THE RESTROOM!" He shouted out nervously then ru  nning in the Bathroom.  Raincoat sigh as she wanted to have fun time with her best friend but  can't because of Asmodeus.

TOTALLY NOT DJ:  "Nah, it's fine." Ruka began, "This shit's actual combat armor I bough  t off Ebay so a little meat juice ain't gonna do much to it."  "Fuckin' A!" Flat Cap exclaimed, pumping his fist, "Which reminds me.  I got an idea for a new dildo." He sat in a chair next to VK as he spo  ke.

RYAN:  "I'm so sorry to hear about Bifocals. Is there anything I can do to he  lp?" Thigh High quietly asked. This the third disappearance, and she w  as getting a bit worried. However, before the dread could consume her  she spotted the couple before her.  Thigh High blinked.  She was laughing at Archer's attempts to hold Pauldron's hand that her   laugh became silent and she was rolling on the floor.  "His hands to small for his got dang boyfriend." She croaked out betwe  en breaths.  Pauldron rolled his eyes and began pulling Archer with him. Mostly to  escape Thigh High, partially to ensure Archer doesn't murder someone.  "An artist alley sounds great!."

SAIYAN:  Wristband chuckled at Asmo's decency assertion.  "Oh come on, I could give you some pointers on your technique if you w  anted" she said jokingly to him.  Bowtie could only give a reassuring smile and a pat on HP's back as he   seemed to start getting ahold of himself after what seemed like and e  ternity crying.  "How about we go look around at some of the booths that are here, huh?  " She suggested to HP.

KURP:  "Who the fuck just sells the Doom Marine's armor? Dude, good luck that   you'll live by the next weekend," Sukajan said, adjusting his cosplay  's scarf. He was an avid believer that the Doom Marine actually existe  d.  "Oh shut it!"  It was clear that Asmodeus was flustered. How dare this woman just say   that, in front of his anime merch booth!  "Anyways, at least let me have fun with this Boxer kid. I want to see  how long he'll last before he actually dumps me. After all, we never d  id break up. Wouldn't you like to know how terrible he is to say no?"  "I guess we could go out and look at stuff in the merch room, yeah," H  airpin said, getting up.  It was a good call that Pauldron decided to move on as Archer was actu  ally more than ready to maim a person for his hardships. He simply poi  nted as he was dragged away. He'll get his chance some other day. Righ  t now, the focus was Pauldron.  "Maybe we could find some nice things to take home! Though, my budget'  s limited for today..."

FUJOSHI:  As the convention fun continued, the small woman pattered around to fi  nd a muse. Entering the Dealers' room, she gasped softly as she spotte  d two pristine subjects: an elusive otter and a twink with the cutest  little feet she ever did see. She whipped out her notebook and began w  riting:

As a laugh escaped the young demon's supple lips, it sounded uncharacter istically cherubic. There was something so mesmerizing about the demon, even despite the fact that Flat Cap was an Angel. It was as if something came over him at that very moment... Diadem was undeniably adorable. "You know," The Angel said suddenly, turning toward the cosplay-clad dem on as if nothing he'd said previously mattered, "You're pretty cute in t hat dumb costume." Diadem blushed violently and covered his face with a squeek. How sudden this compliment came from this dashing stranger!

SAIYAN:  "I'm not saying you can't have fun with him, just don't suck him dry u  ntil he disintegrates" Wristband replied to Asmo as she folded her arm  s and leaned against one of the booths.  Bowtie grabbed HP and started walking towards some of the booths to ch  eck out some of the stuff that they were selling.  "Well, what do you think? See anything of interest?" she asked him.

COFFIN:  Vampire Collar rubbed his lower back. "I heard...I'm sorry sweetheart.  " He nuzzles him. "I'm fine dear no worries."  Virgin clapped her hands excitedly,"Ooo! I can't wait~!"  Mary realized that the adult he was clinging to indeed ment sex. He st  arted to eat his chicken nuggets, boy was stressed but fuck was Asmo g  ood transportation.  Virgin Killer blinked "uh..n..nani?"  Assless yeeted himself over to check on his sister.  Dzilla blinked and looked around. "Where is my grand child..?" She sta  rted to panic and search around.

TOTALLY NOT DJ:  "Pfft, I'll be fine. Especially since I got this bad boy along with th  e armor." Ruka said, pulling out a shotgun that looked just like the o  ne Doom Marine uses.  Flat Cap held his mouth after he said that. "Uhhhh....okay, that was f  uckin' weird." He said, confused about what just happened. Yeah, he'd  totally fuck Diadem if he could but he was a demon so why the fuck he  did just call him cute?

SOUP KITTY:  Diadem removed his hands from his face, and blinked slowly. He looked  over at Virg, and then back at Flat Cap with a concerned look on his f  ace. "What... was that..?" He cleared his throat. He looked nervous.

OMEGA:  Emperor Crown was still taking pictures because his Pride was taking o  ver him. The Demon Brothers were still trying to lure the Lost Soul ou  t with Fan-service of Brothers "Loving each other" though Fans of Oura  n were taking pictures and some going crazy over this.  Boxer then came out of the Bathroom slowly thinking that he got that a  ll out of his system.

BRIT:  Strappon felt terrible for not recognizing Luna and Sukajan to begin w  ith and cleared his throat.  "I'm so sorry. I guess I got a little lost in my thoughts." He apologi  zed, turning toward Ruka. He looked the costume up and down, "The armo  r is pretty wild, actually."  Blazer walked out of the bathroom behind Boxer and noticed he looked n  ervous.  "Hey, man. You alright?" They asked, "You're lookin pale."

SOUP KITTY:  Jong looked over at Boxer, a little bit concerned. "Baby? I'll be righ  t back.." He walked over to boxer to see what was wrong. "Hey, are you   doing okay?" Jong was clearly very concerned.  Pointe was still reading her mangas somewhere. Hoping that somehow, th  igh highs could pick up on her thought, which went something like "I k  now you guys are in lesbians with eachother."

RYAN:  Pauldron was about to brag about covering it himself, but then he reme  mbered that he had most of his money on lockdown ever since Cheeky ema  iled that Nigerian Prince and used everyone's info. Pauldron was regre  tting leaving Thigh High behind. She may be intolerable at times but,  she does have deep pockets.  "Mine is too... However, I'm sure we can combine what we've got to get   something nice!" He looked down at Archer and smiled,  "Though I'm sure the time we spend together will be more valuable!" He   said as he squeezed his hands.  "Ha gay!" Thigh High called from her spot on the ground. Pauldron's sh  oulders fell as he sighed. It was beginning to become very clear to Pa  uldron that Thigh High got her personality from his other partner and  not her mother.

OMEGA:  "Asmodeus is acting weird. Our Relationship was fake and stuff but he  still acting like he is my boyfriend." Boxer said to Blazer and Jong a  s he looks at them. "I want to have fun today and be a nerd..." Boxer  said as he look down feeling that this day was sour.

TOTALLY NOT DJ:  Vest was casually trying to sneak out a duffle bag full of Dark Souls,   Monster Hunter, World of Warcraft, and The Witch merch. Pay no attent  ion to this man.

SOUP KITTY:  Jong chuckled a bit and pat boxer on the back. "Maybe it was a little  more real than you thought?" Jong smiled.

YARANAIKA:  Having been reading mangas with Pointe, Yaranaika's eyes locked onto t  he pair that had become, clearly, an OTP.  Squealing in delight, hands   clapping together, the ghost thanks the Shipping Gods for their decis  ion to answer her prayers to give some juicy ship fun.  "This is exciting!  That was cute, cute, cute!"

KURP:  "Are you sure you should be encouraging that? I mean, that kid is an a  ngel." This simply confused Asmodeus. Is she going to watch over him o  r not, make up your mind.  It took him a bit to realize that he had a child in tow. He looked ove  r to where Mary was and blinked.  "Oh, well. Guess he's going to have questions later on."  Luna's face paled, taking the gun real quick as she painted a bright o  range tip on it.  "Sorry if you don't want this confiscated, it's gonna need that orange   tip."  Sukajan patted Strappon, "Don't sweat it, I'm guessing this is your fi  rst proper con experience?"  Hairpin tapped his chin as he looked around the dealer's room.  "It'd be nice if I could find something for Piggles," he said, "I know   Amulet wanted to buy her a new sweater but I doubt people are selling   anything small enough for her."  Archer could feel the heat on his face at the suggestion, "We could! I  'm sure we have enough for something that's of high quality. Or maybe  we could buy some nice stationary, that's always nice."  He was close to fainting as Pauldron went on if it weren't for his mig  hty need to rip his namesakes off to summon his bow.  "Yeah and what of it!" He called back to Thigh High.

FUJOSHI:  Fujoshi giggled wildly as she heard the interaction between the two an  d decided to turn it up a notch.

The squeel Diadem made was the cutest thing Flat Cap had ever heard! And look at that blush- he thought to himself- it only makes his boyish fac e look even cuter! He seemed to flustered. "Mr. Flat Cap, please. I'm a gentleman!" Diadem managed to sputter, batt ing his lashes in a flirtatious manner. His voice was soft and British a s usual. "If you intend to court me, do it correctly." "Correctly, huh? Then how about-" Flat Cap moved closer to Diadem and sw ept him backward in a dip! "A kiss?" A wind blew and Sakura petals scented the air sweetly as their moment wa s held for what seemed like ages in time, but was actually a few moments .

OMEGA:  "If it was real then i would be a Demon and i don't want to be a Demon  ." Boxer said as he look down. "I don't want to end up like my Father.  " He said as he was starting to feel more sour as he talked.

COFFIN:  Vampire Collar nodded, "Be careful love." He checked on his phone to s  ee what everyone else was doing, keeping an eye on the two.  Virgin Killer made a small noise and she raised a brow. "What in the d  ick suck...?" She smelled something fishy.  Assless crossed his arms and looked around. "I'm gonna check on the sp  ooks. Be back." He walked off to go check on Vampire after pecking Dia  dem's cheek.  Dzilla finds Mary on Asmodeus' leg and she sighs. He'd be okay.  The Tracer of the group made her way over to the other overwatch dweeb  s. Foxstole stretched. "Glad to see more people doing this game." She  looked at Luna.  Mary was nugget filled and embarrassed. His face was hidden in Asmo's  leg. He mumbled hello.

BRIT:  "Man, if he's making you uncomfortable, you have the authority to brea  k it off." Blazer explained, giving him a reassuring hand to the shoul  der, "You're not obligated to stay with him, 'specially if you feel li  ke he's using you. It's not healthy. Just tell him: 'I don't think we  should be together anymore.' You don't gotta explain yourself, bro."

SOUP KITTY:  Diadem snapped out of it and planted his feet on the ground making him  self stand up, the nervous look was one of fear now, as he had no idea   what had happened. He started muttering to himself, clearly terrified  . He stepped away from Flat Cap and stood behind Virg.  "What the h*ck   is happening?"  Jong gave boxer a reassuring no homo bro hug. "Just break it off then?  "  Pointe continued to be intrigued by her manga, way too invested in the   story to be paying attention to anything else.

OMEGA:  "But he knows it's all fake! We staged so he could help me get my job  back when he was Gogo!" Boxer said as he stand up and looked at Blazer  s. "Why are Demons drawn to me..." He said as he sat back down and loo  k down.

SOUP KITTY:  Jong rolled his eyes a little. "Just do it anyway. Things might seem o  ne way to you but they may not be like that to other people."

TOTALLY NOT DJ:  Ruka grimaced when Luna placed the orange tip on the gun. "Come on, it  's not like im actually gonna use it. Not yet, anyways." He said as a  smirk appeared on his face.  Flat Cap blinked a few times before coming to his senses as well and l  ooked at his hands. "Okay...I'm actually starting to get a little scar  ed now. And comin' from me, that's sayin' something."

SAIYAN:  "Look, do you want to smash or not?" Wristband said with a glare at As  mo.  Meanwhile Bowtie looked at HP with a raised eyebrow.  "Who the heck is Piggles?" she asked him

COFFIN:  Mary Janes straight up faints. Wasted.  Virgin Killer scoops up Diadem and she chancla glares at Flatcap. "Lip  s off my twink mr."  Assless Chaps and Vampire Collar were watching things, well mostly Vam  pire. Assless was patrolling around him.  Dzilla was trying to get S.U merch for her boy.

BRIT:  "This is Lady Piggles, you uncultured fop." Came Amulet's voice as he  strolled in with a stroller. It contained one (1) tiny piglet in a beh  emoth costume, "And you will address her as such."  "Buddy, just dump the fuck." Blazer pushed a bit, "He seduced Cowlneck  , too, remember? Cowl hasn't spoken a positive word to Asmodeus since  then. Usually he's a catty bitch, but he knows he was wronged, and you   do, too."  They sighed and shook their head.  "And Demons are drawn to you because you fall for it. Some of us are j  ust way too susceptible to their temptations. You wear your sins on yo  ur sleeve a bit." They explained.

FUJOSHI:  The little lady gasped as Virgin Killer scooped Diadem up. She had to  fix this, and quick! She sat on the floor and really let her notebook  have it:

"Hey, Virgin! What's going on?" Diadem asked the tall, scantilly clad la dy with rage in his eyes, "This absolute stud is trying to give me the b est romance of my life!" "I can't keep this going, I know you two are terrible for each other! Wh at about me? I thought we were a thing!" Virgin Killed wept, holding Dia dem crushingly close to her. She seemed so angry about this- the injusti ce was too much for her, but she didn't realize how she was coming betwe en such a beautiful relationship! ((Just like a dumb baka girl to come between two kawaii boys having a re lationship, said Fujoshi as she wrote feverishly)) Flat Cap acted immediately and swept Diadem out of Virgin Killer's obvio usly weak grip. "Don't worry, Di. I'll keep you safe." He said, holding the boy close. D iadem looked like he was going to cry!

OMEGA:  "Alright, Jong and Blazer. Thank you." Boxer said as he hugs the two g  iving them the most strongest hug ever.

TOTALLY NOT DJ:  Flat Cap shook his head and noticed Diadem in his arms once again. He  quickly pushed away, though not hard enough as to knock him over. "OOo  ookay!!! Yeah yeah yeah something's really wrong and I dont like it! I  ....fuck, I need to use the restroom." With said, he quickly made his  way to the nearest bathroom to wash his face. "What the fuckin' hell..  .?" He muttered to himself.

COFFIN:  Virgin Killer blinks and nearly summons her weapon. "Hold the mother f  ucking phone and put it on vibrate, what the fuck!?" Bob yeeted himsel  f out of her cleavage and he stuck a sucker to Diadem's face. "Okay no  w this shits definitely a good damn ghost. I can feel it in my cooch."

 Assless Chaps rushed over to his sister and he hugged Diadem. "Sweet l  orrrd..I leave forrre two minutes..arrre you okay?" Assless looked dow  n and squished Diadem's cheeks.  Vampire Collar quickly moved to Jong and took his hand. "I feel like s  omething might be up."

SOUP KITTY:  And he did start crying. Tears started streaming down his cheeks as he   was pushed away, clearly more confused now than ever. He had bumped r  ight into to Virgin. "I'm so sorry I don't know what's happening a-and  .." he couldn't finish his words now. He was too confused. He came out   here to have a good time and he was honestly feeling so attacked righ  t now. This boy was sensitive beyond belief. Rest in peace Diadem.  Jong wiggled out of the hug "Dude careful, I have buns in the oven." h  e then looked at vamp "Hmm?"

KURP:  Luna looked at Ruka with an exasperated expression. She didn't even wa  nt to know. She instead turned around to see Foxstole, smiling as the  other angel approached her.  "Hey, that's a pretty nice Tracer cosplay you got going on!"  "I do!" Asmodeus began, "But I'm concerned over the fact that you're m  aking an exception, is all. Unless the kid is truly that bad..."  Upon seeing the piglet, Hairpin began to make small kissy noises at it   as he grabbed the piglet and held it in his arms.  "And she's the fairest Lady in the convention. Aren't you?"

SAIYAN:  Bowtie's eyes lit up as she saw the adorable little piglet in a stroll  er. She never really had felt like the way she did when seeing a cute  cat or dog when she saw a pig before but her she was fawning over one.  "Awww! Isn't she adorable?! I didn't know you guys had a pig! How long   have you had her?" she asked, completely ignoring Amulet's orders to  call her by a certain title.  Wristband laughed at Asmo's comment.  "You don't know the half of it" she replied.

OMEGA:  "Oh Sorry, I just like hugging people." Boxer said with a smile as he  feeling better.  Raincoat was watching the Weird Fanfic happening.

COFFIN:  Dzilla  Usain Bolted over to Asmodeus and she scooped up Mary Janes. "  Um what exactly happened and why is he out cold??"  Vampire Collar looked down at Boxer and he cleared his throat a tad. "  I feel like something's going on. I have no clue what but if this is l  ike last year I suggest we keep our guards up." Dadpire has arrived.  Virgin and Assless hug Diadem and they start to purr, trying to calm h  im. "It's okay sweetie." They said in unison.

KURP:  Asmodeus got closer to Wristband, "Do tell. I wasn't really paying att  ention to him under aliases. Had to play the part of some catty actor  and all."  He was caught off guard by Dzilla's entrance and shrugged.  "Guess the kiddie heard things he wasn't supposed to because I didn't  even know he was around until it was too late."

BRIT:  Blazer very well dangled in Boxer's grip, adjusting the sword on their   back to avoid hurting the boy holding him.  "Yer welcome." They said through a smooshed face.  Amulet crossed his arms and rolled his eyes as Bowtie fawned over his  little piglet.

KURP:  "We've had her for a few years now. I'm sure we've had her for at leas  t three years," Hairpin said, "Amulet gifted her to me but truth is, h  e fell smitten with her first."

TOTALLY NOT DJ:  Wanting to explore the con some more and maybe get some merch, if Vest   hasn't stolen already, Ruka walked off and took off the orange tip fr  om the shotgun cause fuck Luna. He eventually ran into Tank Top and Dr  ess Shirt doing some gay shit in front of a bunch of fangirls. "What t  he flying fuck are you sons of bitches doing?" He asked as he approach  ed the brothers.

SAIYAN:  Bowtie was surprised to hear how old the pig was. She thought it was s  till a baby, but it turned out that she was actually much older than t  hat.  "Wow, I didn't think she was that old. I thought she was still a littl  e piglet." She replied to HP.  Meanwhile, Wristband rubbed her temples, thinking of Boxer and his ant  ics that he's pulled in the past.  "Jeez, where do I begin? The dude's been a hassle from day one. He eve  n managed to punch a Seraph in the face. That was pretty amusing to wa  tch. So no one would object to something bad happening to him. It woul  d be karma for sure." Wristband explained.

COFFIN:  Dzilla nodded,"Yeah makes sense." She took him off to go get the print  s signed. Was he limp on her shoulder? Yeah.

YARANAIKA:  It took some time but Yaranaika stood, waving happily at Pointe after  returning her manga.  "I have to go!"  She placed her hands on the girl's face and skipped o  ff.  Unseen to her and probably to Pointe as well, a small tendril of  ghostly energy attached to Pointe's cheek and sank into the skin.  Aft  er she skipped away she began to look for others.  Eyes swirling in he  r joy, she saw her new goal.  Hot Pants and Duster may have been expecting a fun day but she could t  ell this OTP would be amazing!  It just wasn't... sugoi enough.  Yeah!  She clapped her hands together in devious glee as her pigtails almost  looked to be curling.  Skipping over, she giggled in what she deemed t  o be a cute manner but was truly just... mad.  Insane, really.  Like a   Hime laugh.  "Your cosplays are so sugoi!!  Where'd you get 'em?!"

RYAN:  Shaking herself out of her stupor, Thigh High stood up as she was call  ed out by Archer Gloves.  "You're both hella old and yet, you're acting like you're highschool c  rushes it's honestly kinda pathet-"  "Your father told me about your date with Pumps and Luna." Pauldron cu  t in, he's maybe a healer but.....  "And I'm the only reason he hasn't told anyone... Though I don't belie  ve I should be trying to protect you when you're clearly okay with air  ing other people's business."  "No papa." Thigh High dropped her accusatory pointed finger and shook  her fist at the sky. How could you father? Not even the McCree Voice R  eel was enough to shut him up, she should have known that. Hanging her   head in defeat.  "Fine, but don't expect me to part the sea of weebs for you anytime so  on!"

SOPHIE:  Ruffles was making her way down town, walking fast, faces past on the  way to a shitshow. BA DA DA DA DA DA.. DA DA DA DA. After abruptly clo  sing shop upon hearing this con had full sets of the Pokemon mangos, s  he was ready to blow hard earned money on stuff that had already been  uploaded illegally online, that she had red about 4 times prior. She s  lipped through the crowds, and for once nobody seemed to question why  she dressed like a 10 year old from a video game.  She scanned through the seating area in the front of the con and locat  ed her target. Her eyes glint red as a grin swept over her face. Money   in hand, the 23 year old raced over to Pointe. "HI SO-" She started,  jumping in place. "THE MANGAS?" She finished.

OMEGA:  "What is happening with Mr. Banjo?" Boxer ask as he looked over at Fla  tcap and Diadem who were acting weird.  All other character are busy. Maybe. I have to much characters.

SOUP KITTY:  Pointe looked at the girl who had just touched her face, and then over   at Ruffles "oh here-" she said, handing over the full sets she had pi  cked up. She smiled.  Jong was pretty much heart eye emojis for vamp right now. He loved his   Dadpire.  Diadem had calmed down a little. What a horrifying experience that was  . Truly one he'll remember for years.

KURP:  "The Seraph in question?," He inquired, "If it's Dermal, then the guy  deserves it too."  "Yeah. I'm unsure of why she retained this size, but I'm guessing she  must be a different type of micro pig," Hairpin said, setting Piggles  back down on her little stroller.  Archer huffed as he tugged on his namesakes, straightening them out, "  I'm sure yelling has the same effect to get them out of the way," he s  aid.  Hot Pants blinked as some girl suddenly approached them. He was strugg  ling to keep the alpacas within his grip, adjusting himself as he trie  d to find words.  "Uuuuh, we had them custom made by a friend," he said.

SOPHIE:  Ruffles blinked, holding out AT LEAST two hundred dollars in cash. _"W  ill this cover the fees, my fair lady?"_ She uttered, in the very most   seriously serious tone. After all, it was a convention. Shits pricey  there m'dude.

FUJOSHI:  Fujoshi was stunned. These two were not as kawaii as she had first hop  ed. Giving up on this current fandom, she stood and pattered off to fi  nd another possible ship she could write about. Life was too short to  write about a sunken ship.

OMEGA:  "We are trying to lure the Lost Soul out." Dress Shirt said as he look  ed at Ruka. "This wasn't my idea but my Brothers idea. He is fucking B  i after all." Tank Top said as he looked at Ruka too. "So, what the fu  cking is going on with your friend?" He ask as he points over to Flatc  ap.

SOUP KITTY:  Pointe nodded "that should cover it." In reality, pointe had dished ou  t a lot more than that for one set. But she wasn't about to break some  one's dreams like this.

SOPHIE:  Ruffles blinked, glossing over what books were included, she was shock  ed. "Wait-are you sure? Dude this stuff goes for loooaaads more online  , especially if it's collectors edition-" She blinked, taking a seat n  ext to Pointe. She opened her purse and began shoveling out quite a lo  t of 20 dollar bills.  "Honestly just tell me when" She stated, as if the money was water and   the space she was placing the money was a glass, being filled at a re  sturaunt.

BRIT:  Duster snagged a few alpacas away from Hot Pants to keep them from fal  ling over. He turned and quirked a brow at the young woman. She had th  e chaotic air about her... Like one of the Silver Elite. It made visib  ly uncomfortable, but he had to be courteous.  "A few touchups were made by professionals, but my brother helped us m  ake them. Thank you for the... Compliment." He said, moving the cape a   little bit. He wondered if he should cheese the Vaati charm he'd lear  ned about, but he didn't want to get caught up in all this. That was m  ore a Cowlneck thing.

SOUP KITTY:  "holy shit you're good its okay" Pointe just stared wide eyed at the n  ew stack of $20s on her hand. She was mildly shook. A light shookening  .

TOTALLY NOT DJ:  Ruka looked over at Flat Cap as he walked into the bathroom. "Okay fir  st off," he began, turning back to the brothers, "That fucker ain't my   friend. Second of all: How the fuck should I know? And third of all:  What kind of ghost would be attracted by this degenerate shit?" He the  n remembered the incident with Jackalube a while back, "Actually, dont   answer that."  Flat Cap, meanwhile, started washing his face.

OSCAR:  As Gloves and Sapphire was done with their delicious ice cream, they g  o on a walk through the con and look at the different booths.  Meanwhile, Dress Socks and G-Strings was getting a little tired from w  alking and rest on the brown bench. "Man," Dress Socks said. "There's  lots of people in here and it's hard to find the Lost Soul. It's like  finding a Lost Soul in a Hay Stack!" He shouted.  "I know," G-Strings said. "But we need to be patient. Sooner or later,   that Lost Soul will be found. For now, I need to rest."  Dress Socks nod and now watch other Cosplay pass by them.

COFFIN:  Dadpire held Jong close to his hip and he pecked the top of his head.  "Nothing is happening to my husband to be."  Foxstole sat near a booth on her phone, she was bored and people were  loud.  Virgin Killer sighed and she coated her baby carrot boy in kisses.  Assless Chaps sighs,"I'll get you some waterrr." He walked off and bum  ped into Ruka before losing his balance in his heels and falling on to  p of him. "Holy fuck.." He looked down at Ruka. "Oh. Grrreat."

SOPHIE:  Ruffles stopped mid-pouring cash into a minor's hands and blinked.

LAST TIME ON DCM: Doki Doki Con was underway and Angels had been so graciously invited to this year's convention, taking advantage of this as a time to relax and have fun from their busy work schedules. Demons, on the other hand, had been instructed to keep an eye out for a potential Lost Soul but they we re having poor luck in trying to draw it out...for the most part. Abbey-goers, that included both Demons and Angels, began experiencing we ird events where they acted out shitty fic scenes that were probably wri tten by some middle school kid that barely discovered yaoi. Will it be all sakura petals and fun times or turn into something more s inister? Hopefully neither.

SOPHIE:  Ruffles is queer and here.

BRIT:  Strappon had found himself someplace to be with Luna Circlet and Sukaj  an.  Blazer had recovered from the bearhug and went to seek out some of the  ir fellow cosplayers, trying to keep a lookout for odd activity that w  asn't being caused by Asmodeus.

OMEGA:  Boxer head back to re-join Raincoat to continue their convention fun.  Emperor Crown got done taking pictures and join up with Father Crucifi  x.  Tank Top and Dress Shirt stop with their "Brother Love" and started to   search for the Ghost.

TOTALLY NOT DJ:  Ruka dropped his shotgun as Assless bumped and feel on top of him. He  shook his head and looked up at Assless before furrowing his brow. "Ge  t the fuck of me!" He exclaimed, pushing the Hex Boy off.  Flat Cap finally emerged from the bathroom, a large cloud of smoke exi  ting the door as he opened. Motherfucker was smoking weed again.  Helmet finally arrived at the Con, waddling through the entrance in hi  s ham costume that smelled of stinky meat.

KURP:  It was clear to Hot Pants that Duster wasn't feeling like humoring a r  andom patron of the con and nudged him.  "Uh, thank you for the compliments, but we gotta go take care of a few   things right now. Our hands are kind of full, ya know?"  Near the entrace of the con, a  new face was being bombarded by enthus  iastic children, cosplayers, and cosplay enthusiasts alike. Speedo hea  rd about a potential Lost Soul from the work email but he wasn't expec  ting it to be this pact at the convention. He was actually regretting  not making a disguise for the occasion as he could barely move a foot  without being stopped for a photo or two. Oh bother.  Asmodeus spotted Boxer and approached him with open arms, ready to giv  e him a hug.  "Boxxy!" He cooed, "Sweetie. Was your stomach hurting? You certainly t  ook a bit over there. I hope everything's okay."  Luna was busying herself with making quick adjustments to Sukajan's co  splay, eventually moving on to fixing Strappon's shirt as well. Not so   much that Strappon needed it, but it was a force of habit at this poi  nt.  Sukajan looked around, sitting down for a bit in silence before jumpin  g up on his feet.  "We should probably go look for others, see how they're doing and all.   Something doesn't feel right..."

COFFIN:  Mary Janes woke up covered in Steven universe plushies and he nearly f  ainted again. He got up and climbed onto his nana. "THANK YOU THANK YO  U THANK YOU!" Mary screeched as he kissed Dzilla's cheeks.  Dzilla started to chuckle and she pecked his forehead. "Never a proble  m Mary."  Assless Chaps grunted when his ass hit the floor. He rolled his eyes a  nd he got up, dusting himself off. "Was planning on it dick munch."  Foxstole was taking a smoke break.

OWLIE:  "Um, hello guys!" Polo said, smiling and waving at some of the angels  as they approached. He was wearing his Blue Diamond costume and he loo  ked pretty proud about it.  In fact, every member of the Buttondown household was wearing Steven U  niverse-themed costumes. Monocle strutted in his Yellow Diamond costum  e, (Those boots made him feel tall and powerful) and Sneakers in a Rub  y costume followed closely, he was looking around, looking for his boy  friend.  Henley Shirt, dressed as Pink Diamond, was pulling a wagon, in the wag  on was Cardigan, cosplaying as White Diamond, Her headpiece was glowin  g like a lamp and she remained in a single pose while Henley dragged h  er along.

SOUP KITTY:  Jong scrolled through his phone for a bit before looking back up. Noth  ing seemed out of the ordinary yet but if his Dadpire was concerned th  en he would be alert.  Pointe shoved the cash into her wallet and cried internally. She could   get more anime figures now. She would like to not only thank God but  also the Goddess for this newfound fortune.  Diadem regained his composure. He definitely looked like he had been c  rying. Why was he like this. This whole thing was definitely cause for   concern though. "Hey, I'm gonna go meet up with Jong. That was way to  o weird." And with that, the twink was on his way. Blessed be his twin  k nubs, which so quickly carried him all the way to where Jong was. He   promptly let him know what had just happened.  "I'm gonna text Virg and Assless to meet us here. I dont want things t  o get too out of hand and have us all be split up."  Diadem simply nodded at this and stood next to Jong and Vamp, with his   arms crossed. Boy oh boy did he wanna go home.

OMEGA:  Boxer gulps and gives Asmodeus a gentle hug. "My stomach is fine just  need to take a number two, hehe." Boxer chuckles nervously as he looks   at Asmodeus. He would tell Asmodeus something later but not right now  .

EMI:  Mong was spending a lot of time showing off in his cute costume. It wa  s a perfect opportunity to binge, that's for sure, but the uh... Viril  ity of a lot of the men around here was questionable, at the very leas  t. Thankfully there were plenty of berzerkers around.  Why was he there again? Oh, right. Lost Soul or something. He was sure   he would find it by doing his usual duties anyway.

COFFIN:  Mary Janes boyfriend senses tingled and he steered his grandmother ove  r to the diamond authority. He hopped off of the giant woman and he hu  gged Sneakers. "Sneakie!!" Dzilla simply waved to the adults of the gr  oup.  Vampire Collar sent a text to Assless Chaps and he exhaled. He took hi  s sippy cup out of his hair and he started to chug it. He was indeed a   nervous drinker. "I sent Assless a text he should be over soon if he  sees it."  Virgin Killer made her way over to the two Hex boys and her Dexter. "H  ey kiddies. Anyone else getting the feeling some shit might be up?"

TOTALLY NOT DJ:  "Try to watch where you're fucking going next time, leech." Ruka said  as he got up and grabbed the shotgun before walking off. After passing   some booths, he noticed a man in an admittedly really good shark man  cosplay and approached him after a group of people were done taking ph  otos of him. "Gotta say, man. You're killing it with that shark man ge  tup."  Helmet wandered through the con like an idiot, amazed by all the booth  s and merch before noticing Strappon with Luna and Sukajan. "Brother S  trappon, Ser Sukajan, Madam Luna!" He exclaimed, waddling towards the  trio. "What doth thou all thinketh of my cosplay?"

OWLIE:  "This is fucking pointless," Circlet said in distaste as she looked do  wn at her costume, she was cosplaying as Allura from Voltron. She and  Pocket Watch (dressed as HIM from the Power Puff Girls) are walking ar  ound, looking for their comrades.  "Nonsense, Circe" Pocket Watch chuckled as he stopped and took some se  lfies with some cosplayers. He turned to her and grinned, let's just h  ave some fun while doing our job, okay?"  "Mary!" Sneakers said as he ran to catch the bean in a tight embrace.  "Wow... You look pretty"  "/Hello Starlight/~" Cardigan said, still remaining in character, blin  king at Mary Janes and gave him an eerie smile.

KURP:  "Do you want me to give you a few kisses to make you feel better anywa  ys?" Asmodeus asked, once again embracing Boxer, playing with his hair  .  "By the way, my offer still stands. Ever want anything from here, I ca  n get it for you."  "There are some right now," Luna said, pointing over to Polo's little  group. "Hi guys!" She called out, waving to them, "Your outfits are al  l nice, glad you could make it."

SOPHIE:  Ruffles was sitting next to Pointe, after making the young girl consid  erably more wealthy.  She had a gameboy in her hands and it was clear  she had some business to finish. Flipping open the lid on the device,  you could hear very distinct bells followed by what sounded like highl  y bit-compressed trumpets. It was then it became clear that the girl w  as trying to catch the legendary in her game, but not with a master ba  ll. No.  Her eyes had bags under them from the pure repetition she had to endur  e to try and catch a legendary whale in a simple pokeball. She'd spent   hours resetting her game and trying again and again. Her friends sugg  ested she just use a masterball, but no, it wasn't that simple. The ma  sterball was ugly. Who'd use that. Not Ruffles.

COFFIN:  "Trrry to be less of a chode next time." Assless spat before checking  his phone. He looked at his texts and he made his way to complete the  Hexes.  Mary's face paint covered his blush but he was certainly warming up. "  Y-y-you look pretty t-too." He smiled at Cardigan and he waved. "Hiya  White!"

OMEGA:  "You!" Emperor Crown said as he walks over to Henley Shirt. He looked  at him and started to chuckle. "It looks a i don't have to do anything   because you're ridiculous costume has done it for me!" Emperor Crown  laugh as he was being a asshole.  "Polo and Mono good to see you here. Also, great costumes." Father Cru  cifix said as he approach to them with a smile.  "Ummm not at the moment. I just want to have a fun day and be a Nerd."   Boxer said with a nervous smile as he looks at Asmodeus.  Raincoat was looking at the Art of Aqua from Kingdom Hearts.

TOTALLY NOT DJ:  Vest soon came back to the Con after shoving the bag of stolen merch i  n his truck and was now in his Sly Cooper cosplay rather than the Hann  ibal Lecter one Flat Cap forced on him. He looked around for more stuf  f to steal, he noticed PW and Circlet, more specifically PW. "Hey, Poc  ket Watch!" He called out as he approached them, "I love you Him costu  me! Oh, and your costume looks good too, Circlet."

OSCAR:  While walking at different booths, Gloves and Sapphire was looking at  different materials from the stands. Most of them contain some shirts  of different cartoon shows they've watch and some of them was differen  t anime that they never watch. While looking, Sapphire got a glimpse o  f an item that she look at and it was a Poké Ball. She forgot that her   cosplay doesn't contain a Poké Ball and plans on buying it. Luckily,  it was only five dollars to pay for a ball and she pays for it for her  self.  Gloves was with her getting a Poké Ball and he was getting few attenti  ons form other cosplayers. As such, they let them get a picture of him   and wave while saying, "Lucario!"  Meanwhile, Dress Socks and G-Strings was sitting on a brown bench sinc  e they walk for so long, but now they got up and continues to search f  or the Lost Soul again.

SOPHIE:  As Ruffles became more and more agitated by her game, one of the "mock  " pokeballs on her belt fell loose. As it hit the ground, the contents   inside popped out.

OWLIE:  "Thank you, Miss Luna," Polo said, grinning slightly. "Me and Monocle  worked hard to make the costumes, I'm glad it looks good"  "/Hello Starlight/" Cardigan said once again. Henley rolled his eyes,  but then his head turned at the direction of EC's voice. He gritted hi  s teeth. "Piss off, fucker, I'm not in the mood to talk to you, so get   out of my face or you'll get another round of ass kicking"  "No fighting" Monocle said strictly, his heels clacking against the ti  led floor as he approached the two. "Try to stay away as far from each   other, will you?  "Thank you, dear vest~" PW said, smiling widely. Circlet returned the  greeting with a simple wave.

OMEGA:  "My My My what rude little tongue you have." EC said as he was about s  ummon his weapon but was stopped by Mono with said "No Fighting". "Wha  tever, my revenge is complete thanks to your costume." He chuckles as  he looks at him. He was being like a asshole which he was.  Tank Top and Dress Shirt keep their eyes out for the Lost Soul.

SOUP KITTY:  As the pokeball opened, it wasn't a figure that popped out. Instead it   was a girl. An angry one. This particular girl looked like a very dis  gruntled Pikachu. Her eyes darted around the room. She wasn't in Kansa  s anymore. Kansas being the woods where she last remembered being. She   felt her eye twitch. /he/ was close by. Yes. ___He.___  Across the convention, a chill ran down Diadem's spine. "Pinafore is h  ere." He muttered. Now wanting to leave more than before.  Less importantly, Purity Ring had just shown up as Bombshell Wonder Wo  man. She kept getting pulled aside for pictures.  Pointe's jaw dropped at the sight of pinafore freshly out of her pokeb  all. "What the fuck" was all that she could manage to say. What the fu  ck indeed.  Jong just looked at Diadem. He blinked. "What. Isn't she like, in a ga  rbage can somewhere?"

SOPHIE:  Ruffles held Pinafore back by the collar of her shirt, slipping her fi  nger under it and hooking it around. "Hey, bad, we talked about this."   She muttered, searching through her bag. She reached in and pulled ou  t a Pikachu headband and fixed it on the girl's head. It was as if she   had a trainer's bond with her pokemon. Which was strange because this   wasn't a pokemon but instead a raging psychopath hellbent on getting  the love of her life in a Princess Lea costume in a dungeon.  But regardless, she turned to address Pointe's simple, and understanda  ble response. Still holding Pinafore back by the collar of her shirt,  Ruffles simply replied "She uh. Well, she broke into my house a while  back and I hucked this ball at her and it worked so. Yeah. Frankly I'm   rolling with the insanity."

BRIT:  Duster nodded at Hots' suggestion and made a break for the door with q  uick feet. No thanks, no fangirl today. After unloading their merch in  to his car, they made their way back into the con at a different entra  nce.  "I don't want to encounter her again." He said to Hot Pants, after bei  ng pulled aside by a few people for pictures. "I'd rather not deal wit  h the rabid types."  Blazer stared Asmodeus down for a good couple of seconds before approa  ching the group and giving Asmo a rough pat to the back.  "Listen, sugar daddy. Back off a bit. He's clearly crawlin in his skin  ." They said.

SOUP KITTY:  Pinafore made a pouty face. To a stranger, this would seem very very c  ute. She looked at Ruffles "Its not like i can be more than five feet  away from you anyway." She sighed, and opened her locket. It was a pic  ture of Diadem, her true love. Sure she had other loves, but, Diadem?  He was her first. Her first love that is. She started giggling quietly  , which quite frankly, was a bit unsettling the more it went on. And i  t went on for a /while./

COFFIN:  Virgin Killer heard Pinafore and she gripped the sweater in her bag. "  I don't know how Pg a beheading is but she's gonna need more than pare  ntal guidance after I'm done." She fumed.

 Assless Chaps licked his sisters cheek,"Calm down. We should be fine.  She's on bitch watch. We have biggerrr fish to frrrry."  Mary Janes was hugging his boy, showing him all the toys Dzilla had go  t him.  Foxstole stretched and walked over to Pinafore, "You good?" The Tracer   cosplayed rose a brow.

KURP:  Luna sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. Not only was a familiar  face, that she didn't like, there but now the despot of the Abbey as w  ell.  "Listen," she began, getting up and putting herself in between Henley  and Emperor Crown, "We're all here to have a good time. If you're here   to pick fights, then kindly leave this place."  Hot Pants nodded as he posed with Duster while taking pictures, "Somet  hing felt more off about that particular girl, but that could just be  me. You wanna go back and snag more merch?"  Clearly he was ready to blow out his monthly funds.  A small chuckle came out of Asmodeus as he turned around to Blazer, st  ill playing with Boxer's hair.  "What, I'm only fulfilling my role of being a good /boyfriend/. Now, i  f he doesn't want me to be that, /he/ needs to tell me, otherwise I'm  staying where I am. I want to hear it from him, only then I'll stop."

SOPHIE:  Ruffles simply pulled out a spritz bottle and sprayed the maniac. "Bad  . Stop it." She stated, holding the bottle sideways, as if it were a g  un in an edgy Hollywood movie. Even though holding guns sideways is ve  ry inefficient, and the same could be said about a spritz bottle, as g  ravity is not on your side.

TOTALLY NOT DJ:  Helmet slipped a banana peel and mcfucking fell on his back. He tried  to get up but his ham costume made his arms and legs like little nubs  so all he could do was roll around in a circle.  "So, is there any specific you guys are looking for here? I can go get   it if you want." Vest said, as his fake raccoon tail somehow waged wi  th excitement. Listen, this con had lots of stuff he could steal but h  e just didn't know to what to get next after that big haul earlier.  Flat Cap scared a guy in a Courage the Cowardly Dog costume with a big   green spooky mask, just like in the show.

KURP:  "Huh?"  Said shark man turned around to Ruka, trying to process the person tha  t was speaking to him and then looked at himself. He quirked a brow in   confusion.  "Uuuh, thanks I guess? This isn't really a getup. This is how I look,"   he said simply, "Your costume is nice too?"  Sukajan sighed as discourse almost immediately started up before he lo  oked over to the source of a foul smell. Of course, it was Helmet, cov  ered in rotting meat. He saw the man roll around and honestly? He wasn  't really going to help.

OMEGA:  "Fine, besides a Emperor doesn't need to waste his time with fools." E  mperor Crown said as he looks at Henley Shirt then walks over to fans  of the Fate Series. He started to take pictures with them.  Boxer went quiet.  Raincoat is almost done shopping.

HITA:  There was a twitch as VF smelled something tasty.  Following its nose  after politely waving to its superiors, the demon wandered towards a l  arge crowd.  Okay, so the tasty smell was kind of rank but that was fi  ne.  It was hungry, damn it.  It hadn't eaten lunch yet and the though  t of hunting a cult had its stomach rumbling.  Turning its head, it lo  oked over at Helmet and licked its lips a bit.  There it was again!  Hair twisting behind her, Brooch spun in place an  d took a determined stride back to the large group she'd left.  This f  eeling of dread twisting her up had to be nefarious!  How dare this vi  llain she sensed be invisible to her justice seeking gaze?!  So focuse  d she was, she walked right by a creepily smiling Sailor Moon cosplaye  r without noticing her hair curling in disgust.

YARANAIKA:  Yaranaika's eyes twinkled merrily as she viewed those around her.  Wha  t pretty people!  Her eyes locked onto Emperor Crown.  What a big man!    He clearly needed love!  And affection!  Rubbing her hands together  in glee, she began to skip merrily to the man, a pigtail wrapping coyl  y around his leg.  "Hello!  I love your cosplay!!"

FUJOSHI:  The tiny terror found her way to a larger group of cosplayers and near  ly squealed when she saw such a dashing white demon walking around. He   was so handsome! Now, who would he be perfect with?  She scanned the group and settled her bespectacled eyes on the yellow  lady.  She was clearly in a bad mood- she should gift her with this ha  ndsome man!

Yellow Diamond was so done with this crowd! To lower herself to such a l evel and keep company with such fools- even if the beautiful Blue Diamon d was accompanying her. How she wished she could find some company worth y of her presence. The White Demon Prince had caught her eyes, his aqua hair that flowed li ke a waterfall down his back, and those large horns... He was so beautif ul- the most beautiful specimen of another species she had ever seen. The demon turned to face the lovely lemon beauty with interest, catching her eyes with his own cerulean orbs. He threw her a charming smirk to m ake her feel welcome, and it caused her to feel her face flush.

KURP:  Asmodeus snapped out of his near trance-like state, looking around his   surroundings confused. When and how did he get where he was, he remem  bered that he was next to Boxer and Blazer.  "What...Uh..."

OWLIE:  "What the hell...?" Monocle shook his head and locked eyes with Polo,  what is happening to him?  "Are you okay?" Polo asked him. Monocle shrugged, he felt like someone   just assumed his gender, and why the hell is his face red?

TOTALLY NOT DJ:  "Wait, for real?" Ruka asked, taking off his helmet, revealing his dem  on visage, and looked up and down at the shark man. "Oh, you must be o  ne of those siren fucks, like Minishit."

KURP:  Asmodeus squinted at the cosplay group before him. Especially those as   Diamonds.  "My, uh. The Diaminds certainly got smaller than what I remembered....  "  "Mini-who?"  Speedo tilted his head as he spoke, tapping his chin pensively.  "But yes, I'm a Siren. Berzerker-Siren, rather..."

OMEGA:  "Are you okay, Asmodeus?" Boxer ask as he looked at him a little confu  se on what happen.

OWLIE:  Monocle kept looking at the towering (understatement of the year) demo  n before him. Polo began to get concerned over his fiance.

OMEGA:  "Why thank you! Someone finally realize my beauty and grace!" EC said  with a smile filled with pride. He loved when people compliment him. "  But please continue to praise me for i am your Emperor! I come from a  Bloodline of Kings!" He said as he getting some of his sin out.

BRIT:  Duster looked down at the rolling ham in front of him with pity.  "Hots, I think we should help him." He said in a sort of detached tone  .  Blazer watched as Asmodeus vaporized in front of them. Right in front  of their salad. How rude. They blinked.  "Uh. What." They said, looking at Boxer with a perplexed expression, "  Asmo just disappeared."

OMEGA:  "How did that happen?" Boxer ask as he looked at Blazer with confusion  .

TOTALLY NOT DJ:  "Hmmm, you're not inbred, are you?" Ruka asked, raising an eyebrow.  "Keep rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling WHAT?! Keep rolling, rolling,   rolling, rolling!" Helmet sang as he continued to roll.

COFFIN:  Mary Janes watched everything going on and he nibbled a nugget. "The m  itochondria is the powerhouse of the cell."

FUJOSHI:  The giggling once again ensued at their confused expressions and Fujos  hi began to write more:

"Who are you...?" Yellow Diamond asked with a demanding tone. It seemed to waver as the domineering white Prince walked up to her in long stride s. "I should ask you the same question, beautiful. Your eyes shine like dia monds, as does your glistening golden flesh." He spoke, taking her hand and kissing it gently with his plump lips. "Thanks." She spoke, covering one of her cheeks with her hand, "I am mad e of them."

KURP:  Hot Pants made a face as he looked down at Helmet, cringing as the man   sang.  "I think he's fine, babe..."  Speedo's eyes widened with shock and disgust, staring daggers into Ruk  a for such a ridiculous question.  "No," he said simply.  As soon as Asmodeus snapped out of it again, he nearly began crying.  "What the fuck!" He yelled, "Whoever's doing that better stop before I   find you!"

OWLIE:  "EXCUSE ME?" Polo said, he was clearly shooketh, he moved in front of  Monocle and stared daggers at Asmodeus, "He's mine, buddy, back off"  "Ooh, drama~" Cardigan said, finally breaking character as she took he  r phone out and hit record.

KURP:  "Oh don't flatter yourself!" Asmodeus began, "Your guy's cute but he's   too broke for my tastes."  "Asmodeus!" Luna harped, "Don't be rude!"  "What? It's true!" He said.

OSCAR:  As Gloves and Sapphire continues to walk, they spotted Helmet from afa  r and seeing him rolling on the floor wearing a ham suit. They don't k  now why he choose that cosplay but if Gloves remember correctly, this  boy love hams, like, a lot. Plus, it's a little sad to see him rolling   around over and over. So Gloves ask Sapphire to take off his Lucario  paws and walk over to him to help him up.  "Hey there Helmet." Gloves said, looking down. "Let me give you a hand  ." He reach out his right hand to him.

TOTALLY NOT DJ:  "Okay, good. Means you're not as much of a freak as him." Ruka said th  en put the helmet back on. "So, have you had any luck finding the lost   soul at all?"  Helmet stopped rolling as Gloves approached him and offered his hand.  He reached with his nub arm and grabbed his hand. "I thank you for you  r aid, furry man!" He said as he was pulled up.

OSCAR:  Gloves was feeling a little heart stab when Helmet say 'furry man', bu  t at least he knows that this cosplay really took effect on covering h  is whole body, including his face.  "Actually..." He took off his 'Lucario Head' and reveal to Helmet. "It  's Gloves." He said. When he did that, he smell something funky in the   air. He smell around at first, but the smell was coming to Helmet cos  play. "Helmet. Are you wearing actual Ham?" He ask, looking confuse as   fuck.

BRIT:  "Beat us to it, then." Duster said, clearly not concerned. He pushed s  ome of his hair back behind his shoulder. "That's an... Interesting co  stume, Helmet."  "Listen, if I knew how he did it I wouldn't be as concerned. We gotta  find him before shit hits the fan." Blazer stated, turning to look aro  und., "You can stay here and think about why you can't break up with t  his jerk or something."  They ran off. It couldn't be that hard to find a nearly 7-foot tall wh  ite demon.

KURP:  "No," he said, shaking his head, "At least not on the outside. Though  that lion statue gives me some bad vibes..."  "Didn't know Lady Googoo was relevant again," Hots added.

FUJOSHI:  Time for more drama! Fujoshi adjusted her place in the crowd and had a   sit on the floor, giggling madly. People around her began to make sur  e to avoid her, and there was a very clear 5-foot radius around the yo  ung girl who was feverishly writing in a notebook. She would write the   perfect romance! If not for herself, then for everyone around them!

"My darling Diamond." The tall Prince spoke in his charming manner, "It' s apparent that maybe this should be a threesome? Clearly all you diamon ds would like me, the most beautiful Prince of Demons." He flipped his aqua waterfall strands in dramatic fashion and it mesmeri sed the diamonds. Yellow Diamond blushed violently. The Prince took her hand and pulled her roughly into his chest. There was a heat in the air between them! "I believe we should take this... To more private quarters, dear. Unless your friends would like to come!" Surely, this was going to be something so...

FUJOSHI:  Fujoshi stopped writing and covered her face.  "What am I doing! I can't write smut!" She screamed.

OMEGA:  "Okay..." Boxer said as he look down and stay where he was. Though at  least Raincoat was with him.

TOTALLY NOT DJ:  "I am glad you think so, Ser Duster! I made from chunks of ham and oth  er meats at the local butcher!" Helmet said proudly.  "Well, I'll just go shoot it then if it-" Ruka began before hearing th  e scream. He took a deep breath and exhaled. "Okay.....I think I know  where the ghost is.....and I hope i'm fucking wrong. Let's go, Sharkba  it." He then cocked the shotgun and headed the source of the scream. I  s this shotgun gonna be effective against the lost soul. Probably not,   but it's fucking cool.

KURP:  Asmodeus pushed Monocle away in clear disgust. This was anything but c  onsentual and he was actually starting to cry.  "I can hear you!" He yelled, shaking his fist at the ceiling. His voic  e lowered as his frustration grew.  "And when I find whoever it is, I will tear them apart!"  Speedo nodded and began following Ruka but stopped as the nickname was   brought up. He sighed, looking almost defeated and decided to let the   other demon do as he pleased. He just didn't feel like dealing with s  omeone calling him Sharkbait, it was always impossible to get people t  o stop calling him that once it started.  He instead went in the opposite direction, getting stopped occasionall  y for photos.

OWLIE:  "W-what the fuck..." Monocle stammered, seemingly snapped back to his  senses as Asmodeus pushed him away. He hid behind Polo, flustered as f  uck. Polo, who looked murderous as he looked around the vicinity, grow  led aggresively "I'm gonna fucking kill that ghost."

OSCAR:  While Dress Socks and G-Strings was walking, like forever within the c  on, they saw people that was getting a little crowded and bumping into   each other. They try to squeeze out of there and one they did, they p  op from the other side and see that everyone's like at least 5-foot ra  dius away from the person that was sitting on the floor. But this pers  on wasn't ordinary at all, but a Lost Soul. With Grin on their faces,  they summon out their weapons and pointed at her.  "Finally..." Dress Socks said in his Human Soul Disguise. "We finally  found Lost Soul number 3."  "Let's get her!" G-Strings shouted in her Human Maka Disguise.

COFFIN:  Virgin Killer strayed away from the group she was in and decided to go   look for the soul on her own. She summoned cavity and walked with it,   stopping for pictures here and there. She bumped into Speedo and she  squeaked. "Sorry! Are you okay? Pleasetellmeididntfuckupyourcosplay."  She frantically checked him.

SAIYAN:  Wristband had been watching Asmo like a hawk...until he decided to poo  f on her. She gave a bit of a groan of frustration that he managed to  lose her. She quickly ran around for a bit before she bumped into Blaz  er.  "Hey, have you seen Asmo at all? He just poofed on me and I don't want   him causing a ruckus" she said, panting a bit from the sprinting she  was doing.

HITA:  Sidling closer, VF leaned closer to the ham clad Helmet, sniffing in i  nterest.  It leaned closer to tap on the man's shoulder, holding up a  hastily scribbled note.  'Are you going to eat all that?'  VF seemed far more interested in the   man inside of the ham than should be necessary but at least it reigne  d itself it.  Even if it wasn't allowed, technically, to eat humans, i  t also refused to waste all the ham.  In the meantime it was a time for a Brooch Approach™!!!  Brooch's hair   twisted and she began to leap around just like her character would.    She had heard G-Strings yell and like Hell was she letting a demon do  this!  Landing with a sort of inhuman grace she faced off against the  demons and the... tiny... child?  "Miss, I must insist you do desist!  You can't just jam people togethe  r like that!"

YARANAIKA:  Despite the way Yaranaika was clinging to Emperor Crown with her hair,   the crowd began to back away.  What was happening?  Why was her skin  slowly turning black?  The malevolent grin on her face split open and  before their eyes she began to warp.  "I think you'd be so sugoi with a nice lover!!"  It was this moment when the girl twisted from a Senshi into what could   only be called a creepy thing.  "Te...ke...te...ke...."  She twisted her head around, tongue still fir  mly around Emperor Crown as he began to shrink.  Eyes began to grow, h  is muscle mass decreased, and he began to clearly display typical of f  eminine people in yaois.  "Te...ke!  TEKEKEKE!  KAWAII!!"

OSCAR:  Dress Socks and G-Strings was surprise to see Brooch appearance out of   the sky and land gracefully. They don't know her, but they're not let  ting her to protect the Lost Soul. "Well Miss..." G-Strings said. "Sor  ry to burst your bubble, but where here on an important mission and th  at little 'child's' coming with us."  "We don't want to hurt you, but if you going to protect her and interf  ere us..." Dress Socks said as he weird up his Sabers. "When we're goi  ng to have a little problem."  Meanwhile, Gloves was right about the costume and feel a little gross  out of the ham Cosplay. It's meant for eating, not wearing. With a sig  h, he puts on his 'Lucario Helmet and look at Helmet. "Well...at least   you like what you love." He said.  Sapphire didn't say anything, but was making a gross out expression to   Helmet.

OMEGA:  "My Face! What did you do to my beauty and grace!" Emperor Crown said  as he was now Uke-ified. "AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" He screamed as he  looked horrible now.

KURP:  Speedo held out his hands as if trying to asses the lady that just bum  ped into him.  "Huh? Oh no, I'm fine. Are you okay?"  He noticed that she was holding a weapon-looking object and the color  looked oddly like a Demon's. Maybe it actually was. He pointed to it.  "I'm guessing you're also looking for that Lost Soul?"

BRIT:  "Helmet. That's actually disgusting." Duster sighed.  Blazer adjusted their footing before they were ploughed over by Wristb  and and looked at her with slight aggravation before realizing who it  was.  "Yeah, he disappeared but... There's a lot of screaming coming from th  at direction." They said, pointing in the direction of the ghost. Thei  r finger drooped a little.  "Oh."

COFFIN:  Virgin Killer sighed in relief, "M-me? Yeah I'm fine no worries." She  looked over at Cavity. "This old thing? Oh yeah, it's been fucking wit  h the con goers. I take it you are too?" She tilted her pigtailed head  .  Mary Janes ran over to the girl and he say down next to her. He offere  d her a chicken nugget. "Hiya! Mr. Ruka you're gonna scare her if you  use those!"

TOTALLY NOT DJ:  "I was going to, yes! But I am more than willing to share!" Helmet rep  lied to VK after reading the note then turned to Duster. "That, Ser Du  ster is not disgusting. What is disgusting.....is....uhhh......FRENCH  CHEESE!" Someone help this man.  Ruka pushed and shoved people his way through the crow of people, cuss  ing as he did so, before coming to an open area where he saw Brooch, G  -Strings, and Dress Socks. When he heard G-Strings mention a child, he   turned to face the small girl sitting on the floor. So that's the lit  tle shit they're looking for. He approached the girl and loomed over h  er, shotgun in both hands.  Flat Cap had been wandering the con for the few minutes, being stoned  and scaring some folks and eventually came across EC caught in the ton  gue of a ghost, transforming before his eyes. "Yoooooo.....Freaky shit  e right there."

OMEGA:  "What is that idiot doing?" Tank Top ask he points to Ruka who was loo  ming over a small girl. Dress Shirt turn around to look at what Ruka w  as going to do.

FUJOSHI:  Fujo jumped at the accusations by others and adjusted her glasses to l  ook up at Brooch with a small gasp.  "M-miss? I-I'm sorry!! I'm just h-having some fun!" She squeaked and g  ot up, flustered, "I-I gotta go!!"  She turned to run and immediately encountered Ruka. She was shuddering  , but she stopped and puffed out her cheeks in a pout.  "Yara-sensei!!" She screamed to the ghost at the top of her lungs, "S-  Super Henshin Transformation!"  The small form of the Lost Soul was enveloped in a bright light and th  ere was some kind of show going on- but everyone was too blinded to ac  tually see it. It was safe to assume there was a fancy Sailor Moon-esq  ue henshin.  "Now you suckers are gonna get it!" She laughed. Her form had changed  significantly to be a tall slender woman with long twintails, a pair o  f cat ears, and a Senshi outfit.

BRIT:  Duster shook his head at the inference made by Helmet and turned to th  e entrance.  "I want to look at that statue outside. It must be a new addition. Mig  ht be a nice place to hold a photoshoot." He said, nudging Hot Pants.

KURP:  Speedo nodded at Virgin Killer.  "Yeah. It was in the work email at the office. Might as well do what I  'm told considering I just got here. Don't want to lose my job."  He noticed that there was screaming and people running from just behin  d Virgin Killer and pointed in that direction.  "I'm guessing we know where to look..."  Asmodeus was getting ready to maim the Lost Soul, but was promptly sto  pped by Luna by shoving over her prop staff at him as she had summoned   her weapon.  "Take Strappon someone safe, Sukajan and I will keep the perimeter cle  ar!"  "Ugh, fine. Make sure her death is agonizing if anything," Asmodeus sa  id as he took Strappon along.  Hot Pants squinted at the scene that played out before him, squinting  at it as it went on. He looked at Duster, then back at the scene, then   back to Duster with a heavy sigh. Taking his boyfriend's hand, he tug  ged at him to follow.  "Yeah let's just go. I came here to have a nice con experience and I'm   gonna fucking have it so I don't feel like looking at the fucking gho  sts or whatever right now."

JAY:  Ribbon was running drastically late, but to be fair, it was only becau  se she had no idea how to navigate the area around the abbey that they   had taken up residence in. She was clad in a rather well-kept black d  ress suit and skirt, with brown short hair. Definitely just a disguise   and not a dumb cosplay. Especially not a dumb cosplay of a Korean mob  ile dating sim.  In any case, she had finally managed to get to the convention, coffee  in-hand, as she looked around for familiar faces around the entrance.  She couldn't remember any of the Angels she had seen around the abbey.

YARANAIKA:  "Te...ke...?"  Twisting around almost more unnaturally than the way sh  e'd shifted before, Yaranaika's eyes on the side of her head zeroed in   on the mess with her OTP bestie.  She giggled maliciously as she race  d forward.  Imagine an enraged Winston but a Teke-Teke and there's som  ething you never want to see again.  Her tongue lashed out, catching G  loves in its slimy grip.  The slobber covering the poor boy soaked int  o his fursuit and into his skin, shifting him into a grossly vile warp  ing of himself.  "Tekekekeke!!  Coming, Fujo-chan!!"  A large hand reached forward and  grasped Ruka by the leg, tossing him up and then smashing him under a  large, meaty paw.  "How kawaii you are, Fujo-chan!!"  The demon in her   grasp was facing a harsh transformation himself, incapable of fightin  g the change overcoming him.  "Tekeke!  I can't believe you all tried that!"  Picking up Ruka in her   grasp, she threw him at the pair that had confronted her friend initi  ally, allowing him to slam into the floor before Dress Socks and G-Str  ings.  There was an almost sick thud as Ruka hit the floor even as she   dropped Gloves from her tongue's grasp.  "Tekekekeke!!!"

FUJOSHI:  Fujoshi's smile widened as she began to whip around the con, flying wi  th the translucent wings on her back.  "Oh, how sad! Poor little Ruka has been battered to the ground!" She w  hined, "But he will get up and he will find his next Uke sugoi boy!"  She swept down and gave Dress Socks a hard hit to the head.

OMEGA:  "The Ghost!" Father Crucifix said as he gets out his weapon. "Boxer! R  aincoat! Time to fight!" He command as Boxer and Raincoat summoned the  ir weapons. Raincoat took cover and started to shoot at Yaranaika from   a far raining bullets on her. Boxer and Father Crucifix come charging   in at the Ghost sending slashes with a mix of punches.  Dress Shirt grabbed Tank Top's arm and spin him around and around then   sending flying at the Lost Soul with his weapon out. "Time cut you up  ! Sailor Girl!" Tank Top said as he slashes at her with a wild smile o  n his face. Dress Shit summon his weapon and started to fire at her.

COFFIN:  Dzilla runs over with Mary to attack Fujoshi. Mary trips on his dress  and he tumbles over gracefully. Dzilla lands a decent hit with her axe  s.  Foxstole lazily throws her naginata and slashes her cheek. She yawns a  nd grabs her weapon as it returns to her. "Booooring."

TOTALLY NOT DJ:  "Motherfuck...." Ruka grumbled as he got up on his feet then growled w  hen he overheard Fujoshi. "I'm gonna Uke sugoi YOUR FUCKING FACE!" He  shouted, not noticing or caring much about his enlarged body and small  er head then grabbed the shotgun, firing it at Yaranaika as payback fo  r slamming him into the ground even though it didn't effect her before   summoning his chained blades and slashed at Fujoshi as she flew in th  e air.  Flat Cap meanwhile just unloaded his gun at Yaranaika cause he only no  w realized that the ghost wasn't just him being high as a fucking kite  .

OSCAR:  Gloves was surprise to get attack by the ghost and can feel the slim o  nto his skin from her long tongue, eww. "AH SICK!" He said. Without kn  owing, she turn him into a grossly vile and feel so weak and the boy's   upset that the ghost did this to him.  Once release with tears within his mask, he summons his namesakes, run  s over to her and give the ghost a punch at the face. "IT COST $300 DO  LLARS, YOU GHOST!" He shouted, upsettingly.  Sapphire was surprise to see Gloves taken by the ghost and made his co  stume cover in her saliva. How dare she. As she summon her namesake in  to a Glaive, she runs over to the ghost and slash her left arm.  As Dress Sock and G-Strings see Ruka flying by Yaranaika's strength an  d it was coming at them. Both of them got hit and when Dress Socks was   going to stand, Fujoshi hit his head hard. It hurt like hell, but he  was piss now. As his eyes was glowing in gold and growl angrily, he sl  ash Fujoshi with his Sabers at her guts. "DON'T MESS WITH ME!" He shou  ted.  As G-Strings gets up, she throws her Big Shuriken at Fujoshi, but it m  ade a grain on her right arm.

BRIT:  Duster was posing with Hot Pants in front of the large draconic statue  . People were going wild over their costumes, and the fact that Duster   was already a well-known model anyway.  Blazer made their way all the way to the Ghost scene and spun their sw  ord off their back- in classic RPG Hero Fashion. A few pictures were s  napped from frightened, yet intrigued, onlookers.  "Alright, Fucker-- Shit, there's a Lost Soul, too. How the fuck do we  deal with those again??" They asked, very confused suddenly.

FUJOSHI:  Fujoshi screamed from the hit she took and turned to the crowd, much a  ngrier!  "That's it!" She yelled, "I'mma do the dance!"  She summoned a wand that looked definitely like a cosplay prop and beg  an doing a dance. She weaved and spun in a dance only classic RPG Fans   might have been familiar with- seemed like a ripoff, but it was enoug  h to make  any fan cry tears of blood. It was incredibly mesmerizing..  .  To the point where onlookers would be transfixed on it!

EMI:  Nightshirt was minding his own damn business despite the boring battle  s going on. He was sitting on a bench in front of a huge lion statue t  hat seemed to have gotten a lot of attention before the Ghost and Soul   attacked. He scratched his head, seemingly uneffected by all the shit   going on. He looked back at the "statue" that just flicked it's tail  and he blinked.

KURP:  Hot Pants felt a sinister presence beginning to loom by. It almost fel  t like it was his aunt and snapped his head behind him only to see the   statue's tail suddenly move. He turned around completely, getting a s  inking feeling in his stomach.

SAIYAN:  Wristband looked over at all of the screaming that was going on and qu  ickly saw the reason for the panic.  "Oh, so that's what's going on" she said before sighing.  Why couldn't they have anything cool going on that doesn't have ghosts   involved.

OMEGA:  Tank Top dropped his weapon as his eyes started to cry tears of blood.   "MY EYES!" Tank Top shouted as the dance was causing his eyes to blee  d. "I got your Brother!" Dress Shirt said as he sends a Hell of Bullet  s at the Lost Soul.

YARANAIKA:  Screeching violently, Yaranaika spun about, charging at Raincoat.  How   dare she??!!?!  She lifted a hand and slammed onto the ground   Rainc  oat launched into the air and the ghost used her to climb up and into  the rafters, letting drool drip onto the floor.  She hissed down at ev  eryone and then dropped down.  She staggered, slamming the ground with   massive fists and trying to startle the rest.

JAY:  Ribbon's directionless meandering was brought to a halt quickly when s  he heard loud screaming and other various noises from deeper in the co  nvention center. She quickly started to make her way towards all the l  oud noise.  "Geez, guys, already find the ghost?"

BRIT:  Duster heard the minute sounds of something moving behind them and his   head snapped around. His complexion would have paled further had he n  ot been wearing greyish-white makeup.  "The... Statue is moving?" He asked.

OSCAR:  As Dress Socks and G-Strings was about to attack Fujoshi, the light wa  s hitting on them by her and it's hurting their eyes. It hurt so much  that it start tearing in blood. "OWOWOWOWOW!" G-Strings shouted, painf  ully.  Dress Socks was hurting also and his tears starting to bleed also, yet  , his demonic pride won't get the best of him as he throws his right S  aber hard at her left leg.  Gloves and Sapphire was planning on their next attack at Yaranaika, bu  t both of them didn't land a hit as the Ghost slamming the ground, cau  sing the ground to shake and made them fall to the ground.

TOTALLY NOT DJ:  "Gah, fuck!" Ruka shouted, gritting his teeth as he began to tear in b  lood but managed to shrug it off and landed another hit on Fujoshi's a  bdomen.  Flat Cap fell his ass but to managed to keep rooting, tooting, and sho  oting at Yaranaika despite his fall, turning the ghost into swiss chee  se.

KURP:  Hot Pants stared at the statue in silence as he got closer to Duster,  embracing the man's waist.  "Dude, I think it did. I just saw the tail move..."

COFFIN:  Virgin Killer noticed her fiance and she ran over,"Babe! Took ya long  enough!" She kissed her cheek. "Never a dull moment huh?"  Assless Chaps readied his Harlots and he stretched. "This should be fu  n."  Dzilla held up her screaming grandson like Simba. They were both bleed  ing.  Vampire Collar was pretty cool with it, just meant more for his sippy  cup. He's so licking Jong's face. Yummy.  Foxstole wiped her eyes and noped out to the statue.

OMEGA:  "Raincoat! Boxer!" Father Crucifix said as he wipes the blood from his   lip as he look at the Ghost. "Yes Sir!" They said as they looked at h  im. "Time to finish this!" He said as he charges at the Ghost head on  first. He was slashing the Ghost up like no tomorrow. Next was Raincoa  t who came close up to the Ghost unloading every shell on to her. Fina  lly, there was Boxer who could feel the power of the North Star callin  g to him as his ripped off and then...  "ATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATA  TATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATA  TATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATA  TATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATA  T!!!" Boxer shouted as he hits the Ghost in every press-point then tur  n his back and started to walk. Though once he got a few distance away   he turn around and point to her recreating the most iconic moment in  anime history.  __"Omae Wa Mo Shindeiru"__

OSCAR:  As Dress Socks and G-Strings look at Fujoshi with fierce in their tear   bloody eyes, they going to corrupt this ghost once and for all. As G-  Strings took out another Big Shuriken, both of them throw their weapon   at her. Dress Socks Left Saber hit her chest and G-Strings hit her at   the forehead. "BULLS EYE!" Dress Socks and G-Strings said.

JAY:  Ribbon chuckled as Virgin came up to her and smooched her cheek, a war  m smile almost immediately coming to her face. "Aw, good to see you, t  oo! And, yeah, I can't leave you guys alone for five minutes, can I?"  Ribbon summoned Stripper and turned to face the Lost Soul. "Now, what  the hell is going on?"

TOTALLY NOT DJ:  Helmet suddenly sat up in front of Ribbon and turned to face her. "Wha  t is happening.....is Beans!" With that, Helmet laid back down and beg  an rolling while singing Rollin' by Limp Bizkit again before hitting a   booth, causing the whole thing to fall on top of him.

OSCAR:  As Gloves and Sapphire got off the ground, they went over towards Yara  naika and hit the ghost with their namesakes. Gloves punch her face on  ce more while Sapphire thrust her chest with her glaive.

KURP:  Speedo was about to start greeting Ribbon, seeing that Virgin Killer n  ow had a companion before stopping himself as Helmet came in. He didn'  t say anything, he just watched as he felt his soul leave his body. Th  e smell of flesh beginning to give him a headache.  Someone help him.

COFFIN:  Virgin snickered and she gripped Cavity. "Fuck have I missed you.~"  S  he gave it a twirl. "We had two weebs now we got one weeb. Also, I met   a cutie~!" She smirked and pointed to Speedo.  Assless gulped. "Wow that's one hot piece of sushi."

BRIT:  Duster squinted at the statue and pulled his namesake out of his bag,  moving aside a few of the ferrets he had brought with him and turning  it into Blood-Coated. He very carefully extended it to poke the statue  .

JAY:  Ribbon turns her head to nod a short, silent greeting to Speedo, while   beginning to swing her whip around in her hand. Her head turned back  towards the Lost Soul, the demon deciding to boldly leap for her and s  end Stripper right into her face. Unfortunately, she totally missed, a  nd instead jumped right past her.

KURP:  "I'll pretend I didn't hear that..." Speedo muttered as he returned Ri  bbon's gesture before she went off. They had this covered so he felt n  o need to actually participate.  Hot Pants took Duster's bag, making sure the ferrets inside were still   there, stuffing in the few that were wiggling out. He took a step bac  k, moving behind Duster. If this was anything serious, he knew he was  dead, he didn't have a weapon on him.  "Be careful babe..." He said.

FUJOSHI:  Fujoshi had finished her dance, skillfully dodging until she was able  to finish and bow. Of course, it was at that point someone hit her dea  d center and she went tumbling backward.  "You're all so rude!!" She yelled, rushing at as many of them as possi  ble and doing some kind of pirouette spin-kick! Ouch!  She then made a break for it, running out of the convention center to  try and escape. Her threads started to unravel and she turned dramatic  ally toward her opponents.  "Y-You!! You meanies!" She squealed, obviously starting to bawl like a   child.

KURP:  The statue suddenly came to life...because it wasn't a statue to begin   with. The statue was none other than the Teostra that wasn't captured   months prior to this event.  It didn't appreciate being poked by some sharp object and swiped at Du  ster. Not aggressively to attack, but to keep distance between the two  , a warning swipe.  It got up soon after that, its attention being caught by the distresse  d squealing of a spirit. With a roar it lunged towards Fujoshi and cau  ght her between its paws. Without hesitation, it just gulped her down  whole.  Hot Pants looked on in horror as he clutched the bag harder.  "I'm going to stay in the car," he said.  "I knew there was something up with that statue," Speedo said, crossin  g his arms.

YARANAIKA:  Yaranaika made a lot of noise suddenly. It was something like out of a   horror movie.  "TEKETEKE--- N-N-NANIIIIII!?!?!?!" She screamed, twisting and turning  and writhing. In a fit of rage, the ghost went scampering toward Glove  s and Sapphire, making an awful hissing noise.  She stopped suddenly, as if she had hit a glass wall, and exploded in  a powerful scream.  "MY OTP!!!!" She yelled before she blasted into bits.

EMI:  Nightshirt floated behind Teostra, holding his hands over his mouth.  "Oops. My bad." He mumbled. "Welp, that's enough excitement for me tod  ay."  He looked at his ringing phone and disappeared in a puff of fire.

BRIT:  Duster had backed up quickly to avoid getting swat into the air and lo  oked on in mild horror as the dragon devoured the Lost Soul that had b  een slowly becoming a ghost- it caused a mild explosion within Teostra  's mouth, but all that was left was a little smoke.  "God, why... Where did this thing come from?" He asked through gritted   teeth.  "Shit..." Blazer grumbled under their breath.

COFFIN:  Assless Chaps blinked and walked to the Teostra. "That's a big big bab  y."  Virgin stretched and her tail moved about, she leaned on Cavity. "A ve  ry big baby."  Mary Janes yeeted outside and screamed puppy.

OSCAR:  As Gloves and Sapphire see Yaranaika exploded, it made Gloves feel not   weak anymore and was back to normal. Yet now, he's angry than before  for having that slime on his cosplay 'Lucario Suit'. "Aw man! Look at  my cosplay! IT'S RUINED!" He shouted, angrily. "$300 wasted."  Sapphire give light pats to Gloves back for his cosplay being ruined.  "Well...at least we get to live another day." She said. Gloves didn't  say anything, but feeling shame.  When they heard a big pound on the ground, they turn their heads at th  e big Teostra and made them fear from seeing it eat a Lost Soul.  "What the fuck!" Gloves said, shockingly.  As Dress and G-Strings was about to capture the Lost Soul, it was gull  ible up by Teostra and maaaan it's a big one. Both of them immediately   jaw drop at the sight and who knew it can eat Lost Souls.

TOTALLY NOT DJ:  After watching Fujo get mcfucking eaten, Ruka decided he had enough of   cons for one day. He changed his blades back and walked over to Vest  who was hiding in a booth that got wrecked from the fight. "Let's go,  Kleptofuck. I wanna go home." He said, grabbing Vest by the collar of  his shirt and dragging him out the convention center.  "I don't wanna go though. There's still merch I wanna get, plus Pocket   Watch is here!" Vest whined.  "You can suck his dick after you drop me off at the house." Ruka said  as he tossed Vest into the driver's seat and got into the passenger se  at.

KURP:  Before Hot Pants actually left, he called out, "Oi, that's the cat fuc  k we needed to catch a few months back! Stay away, the fire permanentl  y damages Soul Threads!"  As if on cue, Toestra spread its wing and flew a few feet off the grou  nd, breathing its fire to disperse everyone that had gathered around i  t. It then quickly flew off to God knows where. Probably to have anoth  er sit without being poked at, maybe.

OMEGA:  "Fist of the North Star is the Father of all manly anime." Boxer said  as he grab his bag filled with anime figures and arts. He walked back  to his Raincoat and Father Crucifix with a smile on his face.  Dress Shirt picked up Tank Top and started to head out of the conventi  on. "Are we going home?" Tank Top ask as he breathes heavily. "Yes." D  ress Shirt said as he helps his Brother out.

JAY:  Ribbon was left alone by the Lost Soul, who simply ran right out, inst  ead of standing to fight. This left the demon rather confused, and may  be a bit embarrassed, considering she had just been so dramatic about  attacking. She looked back towards Virgin Killer with a nervous smile.

BRIT:  Strappon's struggle to release himself from Asmodeus' tittygrip came t  o fruition as he was finally free. He ran to the Angels as fast as he  possibly could, away from the Demon Prince.  "Oh, thank Heavens. Good job, Angels." He panted, giving them all a th  umbs-up, "Though, I wish we could have repented the Lost Soul peaceful  ly..."  "Yeah. Manly anime." Blazer said, adjusting their costume with a huff  and turning to Boxer. "Too bad you don't have the balls those protags  have to break up with your goddamn abuser. I really suggest you figure   out the words you gotta say, because your life is gonna be hella wors  e if you say nothing."

COFFIN:  Virgin Killer giggled and she hugged Ribbon close to her hip from behi  nd. "Nice going my little cherry.~"

JAY:  Ribbon smiled sheepishly, her face a slightly lighter tinge of red tha  n normal. "Eheheh... I just kinda went on reflexes there, but are we a  ctually even going to bother fighting? Since we, you know. Kinda aren'  t with Hell Corp, at the moment?"

OSCAR:  Hearing Hot Pants warning, Gloves, Sapphire, Dress Socks, and G-String  s was getting away from the Fire from Teostra as fast as possible beca  use in no way in gods hell they want their cosplay to burn. It's too e  xpensive! As they did, they see Teostra escape.  "We need to capture it." Dress Socks and G-Strings said, in sync.  Gloves and Sapphire painted and hear Strappon saying. "Same...here." G  loves said.

SAIYAN:  "Good job guys!" Undershirt said as he hopped down from the top of a m  erchandise stand he was using to watch the fight.  Tuxedo Jacket too came out of the woodworks to gather around with the  rest of the angels.  Wristband finally managed to catch up with Asmo after trying to chase  him down after so long, feelsgoodman!

OMEGA:  "Yeah, i didn't want to say it today but I will say it maybe later or  tomorrow." Boxer said with a smile as he looks at Blazer. "I am just g  lad that i got to do the one "Omae Wa Mo Shindeiru"technique on the Gh  ost!" He said as he looks at Blazer.

KURP:  Asmodeus tailed closely behind Strappon, looking almost offended, "Lis  ten, if you're not into vanilla, you could have just said so. Were you   not taught manners?"  He was holding a sundae of sorts.  "Or you could say you're not into the whole being fed deal. Dear mothe  r of mine, you people are shit at communication..." He said, shaking h  is head. He then turned around and gave his ice cream to Wristband.  "There, I lost my appetite."

COFFIN:  Virgin Killer shrugged and she kissed her shoulder. "I mean, if we don  't need to I don't see why we are. Though the work out is pretty nice.  "  Assless Chaps returned with a funnel cake shaped like a dick. "What ex  actly did I miss herrre?" He poked Asmodeus.

SAIYAN:  "Thanks, I guess" Wristband said as she grabbed the ice cream and bega  n to lick it. It tasted great, even more so because she was so done wi  th this job of babysitting this demon all day. She deserved a treat fo  r sure.

BRIT:  Blazer's mouth formed a tight line at Boxer's response and let out a h  eavy sigh.  "Kids will be kids." They said, "Whatevs."  Strappon shuddered slightly and jabbed an elbow backward into Asmo's g  ut.  "Give me a damn warning, heathen." He hissed.

JAY:  Ribbon nodded and leaned back into Virgin's arms, sighing gently. "Wel  l, that's a relief, at least. I didn't really feel up to fighting with   a ghost or lost soul today. Chilling at the abbey has been... Well, m  aybe more necessary than I thought."

COFFIN:  Virgin kissed at her neck. "I mean, if it'll help the angels out a lit  tle I don't see why not? But yeah, it's..weird."

OMEGA:  "Well then shall we continue on with the Convection guys?" Raincoat as  k as he looked at Boxer, Father Crucifix, and Emperor Crown. "Sure!" B  oxer said as he was excited to continue with a smile on his face. "Tha  t would be lovely." Father Crucifix said with a smile on his face too.   "I guess." Emperor Crown said as cracks his neck.

The Angels were able to continue their con-going antics with significant ly more ease knowing the Ghost had been repented. They were given praise by the congoers and were even awarded with free merchandise! In the distance, there was a dark figure holding the Banshee Threads fro m the  corrupted Fujoshi. He held up the thread as it writhed in his han d and let it go, letting it drift in the wind. "Weakling." He said simply, turning back and leaving wordlessly.

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Meeting the Family

So, I’m a total slacker when it came to CyborgBunny week >.>  I REALLY wanted to take part but between not being able to think of what I wanted to write and procrastination, I’m only now just getting started XP

For those of you that follow me for the D.Va/Junkrat story, have no fear, I do plan on continuing that at some point >.>

Day 1 theme: First time

Interpretation: First time meeting family

Enjoy!

“You’re sure he’s going to be here?”  The brunette asked as she shoved her hands into the pockets of the hoodie she was wearing.  Her eyes rolled up towards the taller male beside her, though his armor clad body gave nothing away to the emotion that may have been hiding behind his response.

“Yes, my brother has come here every year after he tried to kill me.  He will be here,” Genji replied as he stared towards the vast emptiness that was the main entrance to Hanamura, the ancestral home to his family.  Around them, the rest of the village was bustling with activity as shoppers and workers continued their daily routines.  While the village itself was quite the tourist location, locals and tourists alike didn’t dare step foot on the desolate temple grounds, though that didn’t stop people from taking pictures at a distance.

Commotion started to rise up from behind the pair, pulling Hana’s eyes from the bell hanging in the pagoda before them.  A small group of people had formed at one of the shop corners, they were excitedly whispering to themselves, pointing at the shorter woman.  Catching onto what that meant, the woman rose two fingers in a peace sign and winked at the group, sending them into a further fit of excitement.

“Not to ruin your little moment of reminiscing, but unless we want to deal with troves of fans, we may want to move,” she said as she took a step closer to the ninja that had seemed to go totally unnoticed at that point, under the wave of D.Va’s popularity.

Genji looked down at her for a moment, the green of his visor reflecting her eyes back to her, only for a moment though.  Hana had learned that if you focused behind what the light wanted you to see, you could faintly make out the darker eyes of the male behind them.  Zenyatta (or Master Zenyatta as Genji was trying to get her to call him by) may have taught her that.

After a brief moment, he turned to look back at the group that had grown since D.Va had last looked back.  A slight hum came from the male before he said, “Yes, this could indeed prove problematic.”  Genji slowed wrapped his arm around Hana’s waist, his grip tightening for a brief moment as he lept from the ground, seeming to instantly vanish from the sight of the crowd behind them, their groans of disappointment carrying through the empty temple grounds.

While Genji had jumped, he had only moved them to the upper floor of the room that sat on the left side, beyond the main gates to the grounds.  He was more than aware as to why the grounds were avoided by the locals and the fears and worries they had were spread to the tourists.  For years, tourists would enter the grounds, but as the locals persisted that the grounds were bad and dangerous, there seemed to be this odd attraction.  Tourists continued to flock to the area, some wanting to go on the grounds that became “taboo” to enter, though there was really no such rule setup.  Others wanted to see the grounds to see if there indeed was criminal activity going on from the Shimada family.  Unfortunately for them, the Shimada family had long since moved on from their ancestral home.  The falling out that Genji had with his brother may have played a part in that, but the criminal activities of his family no longer took place there and the grounds were left to be forgotten.

The area outside the temple almost instantly fell back into its usually noisy pattern, almost as though the superstar D.Va had never been spotted.  Once satisfied with this, Genji released the woman and began walking towards the steps down.  “Follow me,” he said, his voice sounding more flat than usual.

The stairs led to a small, open barren room.  Genji paid little attention to anything around him as he walked out of there and turned away from the main entrance they had just stood before.  Under this new archway, Hana was greeted with a magnificent view of a massive temple surrounded by sakura trees, walk ways and numerous outer buildings.  Though abandoned, the temple was still a sight to behold as its multi-tiered roof towered over every other building not only on temple property, but in the village itself.  It was far larger than all the other buildings as well, the building itself easily being able to fit over the village square they were just in.

Genji paused near a gazebo outside the front entrance to the temple and without looking at Hana said, “You brought what I asked you to, correct?”

Hana nodded, shifting her weight slightly to allow the rabbit backpack on her back to sway into partial view around her back.  “Yes, sir,” she replied in a slightly teasing tone, in an attempt to break the seriousness that her partner had picked up since getting the Hanamura.

“Good,” he replied, his gaze focused on the large building.  Genji then grabbed her hand, pulling the woman along behind him.  “Stay close and stay behind me.”  Biting back any other comments to try and lighten his mood, Hana simply nodded, using her free hand to brush against her hoodie, ensuring that her blaster was concealed but present on her hip.

Genji ran them to the right side of the temple opening, his back pressed against the large boulder that separated the couple from the actual wall.  He leaned over, peering inside, Hana leaned in closely behind him seeing a single man kneeling before a large tapestry hanging from the ceiling.  “Is that--” she tried to ask but was hushed when Genji released her hand to place a finger against her lips.

“Are times really changing,” the man inside asked, his voice no higher than speaking volume and was nearly lost to the wind from the distance.  “When you continue to flaunt women around here.”  If it hadn’t been for the time that Hana had spent watching Genji, she would not have noticed the other man’s slow movements towards the weapon sitting at his side.  As the male beside her slowly pulled his finger from her mouth, she could watch him tense as he too slowly reached for his swords, though not immediately grasping them but preparing to move.

“You dare insult our family by continuing this behavior,” the man’s voice now boomed, echoing through the temple as he whipped around and in a trained manner had not only drawn the bow but released an arrow towards the couple.  Genji’s arm thrust backward, shoving Hana back and onto her backside as the sudden movement left her unbalanced.  He then sprung forward and into the hall across from the main opening.

“You continue to act brashly, brother,” that calm, almost rhythmical voice said, though it was difficult to pin from what direction it had come from.

The man looked furiously towards the opening, but when he didn’t see anyone, he gaze instantly darted towards the upper floor and where he had heard the voice initially.

“You tell me that you have accepted who you are, Genji.  You have not changed.  Perhaps I must finish the job that I clearly did not finish all those years ago.”  The arrow he notched flashed for a moment before flying through the air and as it found purchase on the wall of the second floor, the shattered, sending smaller arrows bouncing in various directions.

Genji’s voice this time came behind the irate male.  “You say you try to honor my death and what you did to me, yet you do that listen to what your own brother has to say.”  A fine, this piece of metal swept past the archer’s ankles sending him to the ground, though years of training allowed him to lessen the impact of the fall he was still left on his back, looking up at the cyborg suit that was now his brother.

“I have no time to waste on those that go against our family,” he replied with a sneer as something hit the ground behind the ninja, the explosion of it stunning him.  The older brother took that opportunity to plant a kick square in his brother’s stomach, sending him crashing into one of the tall lantern-like lights, the green light in his helmet flickering for a moment before fading.

“Do not think I didn’t not anticipate your return again this year, Genji,” he said as a male in a cowboy hat rounded the corner before helping him up.  The newcomer looked at the ninja, a saddened look in his eyes before he sighed, shaking his head, saying,

“Didn’t think we would end up on opposite teams, part’ner.”  The light in the cyborg’s helmet came to life once again as he pushed himself to a kneeling, ready position before the two.

“Ah, Jesse, perhaps you could speak some sense into my brother,” Genji replied, his tone void of any threat he felt from the cowboy’s sudden appearance.

The other shrugged in response before unholstering his revolver.  “Hanzo here was talkin’ about how someone’s been interruptin’ him while he honored his lost brother.  Wouldn’ta thought you were him though.  Honor is honor though and if a man ain’t able to get that back, what’s he got left.”  The two men rose their weapons toward the other as he unsheathed his blades though wasn’t ready to fully stand just yet.

“Hold it right there,” a female’s voice yelled out before the sound of rocket boosters filled the air.  A large pink mech landed in front of the ninja, a green projected shield expanding out before her as a volley of arrows and bullets rained towards them.

The archer sneered at the newcomer that was protecting his brother as Genji said, “Hana, we agreed on not bringing the mech here.”  Her eyes glanced down to her wounded partner for a moment as she shrugged saying, “Plans change, now hop on.”  The male simply nodded before pushing himself to his feet and jumping onto the top of the mech.  Once he was on, she brought the shield down and flew to the second floor walk way behind her and then out the window.

“Hana, what are you doing?”  Genji asked as he looked behind him, confused as he watched the other two males tailing them.

“This place is important, right?  I mean, you told me when you first visited your brother, you drew him outside.  Inside is important and still a temple, it should be honored, not destroyed.”  Genji shook his head, though he was pleased with her answer.  Even though she was competitive, almost to a fault, could be moody and act bratty, she still sought to respect customs, even if it was out of her usual character to do so.

“So what’s the plan?”  She then asked as she turned to face the two that had rejoined them just outside the main temple.

“We separate them.  I will talk to my brother, you keep Jesse busy.”

“Roger, roger.”  The two then split up, Genji jumping to the roof of the gazebo, Hana charge towards the cowboy.

The brothers took to the roofs, leaping across them and the ninja tried to reason with his brother.  “If you took as much time to listen as you did to honor those you harmed in your past, much could be avoided.”

As he loosed an arrow, the other replied, “Your actions have not changed.  You still continue to surround yourself with the company of women.  You are loose, Genji.”

As the combat continued, arrows flying towards the other, Genji never sought to attack his brother, but would deflect the attacks taken against him.

“She is the only one, brother.”  He said, suddenly turning towards the other, running towards him.  He watched as his brother steadied his attack and at the last moment, the ninja jumped, flipping over the other.  “She has accepted who I am and who I was.  Can you say the same, Hazo?”

Arrow still notched, Hanzo spun around towards his brother, but before he could say anything, another voice called out,

“Hanzo, darlin’, could ya maybe call a truce with yer brother fer now?  Don’t think I’m winnin’ this one.”

The brothers looked down towards the courtyard, the gravel was scattered and uneven, holes were bore in the wood structures and surrounding boulders, boards and splinters from the gazebo lay scattered on the ground as the pink mech had the cowboy cornered, hands in the air.

Hanzo stood slack jaw, utterly surprised at the sheer amount of destruction that took place over a few minutes.  “What sort of monster did you bring here, brother?”  He asked, his voice laced with astonishment, as well as fear and slight disappointment to what happened.

Genji smirked from beneath his helmet, though no one could see it.  “My fiance,” he replied simply.  He caught the flabbergasted look from his brother, but before he could say anything, the ninja had already jumped off the roof and was making his way towards the other two.

Once Hanzo caught up, the mech stepped backwards.  McCree’s hands planted onto his knees as he said, “Thank the stars, wasn’t sure if we could keep that up much longer, Hana.”  Hanzo looked at the trio confused, his grip on his bow tightening as his eyes narrowed.

“What is going on here,” he asked, his voice coming off as a warning.

Genji ignored the question as he gestured towards the mech.  “Hanzo, I would like to introduce you to my fiance, Hana Song.”  Hanzo’s gaze snapped to his brother before the mech, a surprised look crossing his face.

The back of the mech suddenly opened as a petite woman flipped out from the inside, landing gracefully in front of the older Shimada brother.

“Nice to meet ya,” Hana said extending a hand, giving the male an exaggerated wink.

Hanzo didn’t accept the hand but cast his angry gaze over the whole group.  “What is all this?”  He asked, his voice seething as he watched each one in disbelief.

“I told you, I wanted to--”  Genji started before his brother waved a hand cutting him off.  “No, not that, what was that Jesse.”

The cowboy smirked, shrugging to the other before saying, “We work together.  They asked fer my help, so ‘course I’m gonna do it.  Can’t stand in the way of true love after all.”  He then pushed Genji and Hana towards Hanzo, enough into his personal space that he was, for the first time, forced to really pay attention to the two.

Hanzo’s eyes focused on the smaller girl.  Jesse worked with her?  Genji was engage to her?

“Oh!”  She exclaimed suddenly, pulling her backpack round to her front.  “Genji asked me to get you this,” she said reaching into her bag before pulling out a neatly wound poster that had been partly sticking out of the top.  She held it out to Hanzo whom cautiously took it, watching his brother as he carefully unrolled it.

“It’s one of the originals,” Hana pointed out.  “Not one of those cheap ones you find in store.”  Hanzo then looked to what he had unrolled, it was a poster for Hana’s movie Hero of my Storm, signed by the lead actress herself.  The male rolled his eyes up, he had enjoyed that movie when he had seen it, even though it didn’t have the greatest of reviews.

“Jesse told us you were a fan, sooooo,” she added, her voice trailing off at the end.  Hanzo quickly rolled the poster back up, once done he pointed an accusing finger to his brother.  “If you do anything to break her heart, Genji, I will kill you second time.  This time for good.”  He then cast a gentle smile down towards the superstar, though the excitement in his eyes told far more of the emotion he was actually feeling.  “You tell me if he hurts you.”

Hana laughed and said, “You clearly don’t know your brother very well if you think he would do something like that.”  The emotion on Hanzo’s face seemed to calm as he slowly looked towards his brother replying,

“You may be right.  Perhaps it is time I did try to get to know you again, brother.”

There was a synthetic sounding laughter that came from the cyborg as he planted a hand on his brother’s shoulders.  “So it takes your favorite actress to get you to want to repair things between us?  Do not think I will let you get that close to her.”

The sound of people running on gravel soon reached the ears of the group.  The Shimada brothers instantly looked towards the main entrance where a large group of individuals in black suits were running towards them, some drawing weapons, others phones.

“We must go, our time is up.  You best leave too, brother, you know you are not welcome here,” Genji said to his brother with a nod.

“See ya next time!”  Hana said as she climbed back into her mech, Genji leaping on top.  “See you back at base, Jesse!”  The two then flew off.

Hazno and Jesse took off back towards the temple where a teleportation pad had been prepared for them, though Hanzo hadn’t asked how.

“Yer brother has changed, Hanzo.  Maybe it’s time to let go of the past and move on.”

The older Shimada sighed before saying, “Perhaps.  Perhaps it is time for some our of family to rebuild.”

[robboyblunder]

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So since i’m into Red vs Blue, I made my own halo soldier/spartan a bit ago and have been drawing him a bunch for practice and out of boredom so I thought I’d post the stuff I did with him~ you’d be surprised how much I can do with freetime and a lot of boredom... I made him up using an online generator and came up with this:

the profile bust picture took up an entire page in my sketchbook too so it’s a LOT bigger than it looks; I wanted to do more with it but didn’t wanna ruin it so I left it as it. anyways here’s this guy! I’ll put the story stuff I made up for him under a read more~ I used some ‘make your own soldier’ template someone made lmao

(please don’t repost or use w/o permission, and leave my description; thanks!)

I wrote this all in wordpad so if the grammar or anything is off...that’s why lmao.

Name: Renin Psy Codename: Psy ID: PS22 DOB: July 1st, age 25 Gender: Male Armor: EVA helmet, CQB left shoulder pad, EVA Right shoulder pad, EOD Chestplate Armor Colors: Primary is Silver, Secondary is Tan, Detail is Salmon Nationality: (???), born in desert climate biome on unspecified planet; formerly lived in oasis area within all the sand and heat before being taken into and raised by army as spartan soldier. Location: (???) Rank: ‘formerly’ captain, now bounty hunter (still has rank due to being considered missing as he was never recovered from a mission) Classification: Highly trained in standard soldier abilities, but has become a reconnaissance expert/bounty hunter Squad/Fireteam: Used to have squad of 5 (including him), now loner Primary Weapon of Interest: Sniper rifle Secondary Weapon of Interest: SMG/automatic Preferred Armor Ability: Thruster Pack

Personality: Surprisingly empathetic and easily emotional, he hides it well behind a steely demeanor that makes him seem distant and never quite involved; very objective focused, and will bend or break rules if necessary to achieve his goals, though he's not very willing to sacrifice innocents to achieve them making him conflicted. Being very emotional, he has a lot of spirit and determination and can be fairly stubborn at times. Despite being skilled in combat, he prefers to avoid it altogether if possible as stealth is his main skill; uncomfortable situations and fighting upset him and he can show strong emotion if his demeanor wavers, surprising others with outbursts of emotion now and then. Otherwise he's a quiet and distant person, though when he opens up to someone he can be very talkative, sharing, and loyal. He is not easy to forget or forgive, and carries grudges to the core.

Relationship Towards Fellow Comrades: Appreciates team mates and company, and does best to be on their good side; as the leader, he usually tries to keep his relationships with all members balanced not allowing favorism (or keeping it to himself) to keep them from infighting. Though usually short and to the point on the outside and seemingly spaced off a lot, when one gets closer to him he becomes warm and friendly and opens up.

Last Known Location: Disappeared in action during combat, lost team (not sure if they're alive or dead) in a frozen wasteland planet

Status: MIA

Anything Else About you Spartan: He's a very caring and creative fellow with a soft heart which is unfitting for the army, so he hides it and tries to be a concise and effective leader instead making him seem like an emotionless robot to most. To those he serves, he's usually unquestioningly loyal unless he gains suspicions their actions and objects are harmful and not morally right; he hate injustice and unfairness, and would rather die than commit and unjust act. Having been drafted, he decided to make the best of his situation and try to achieve to the greatest heights he could, though even if he excelled he was never at the top; instead he was more so above average, and his team wasn't considered top-tier though it was effective. Though after disappearing in action, he now secretly travels collecting bounties on those he deems guilty while helping others wherever he can; he donates a lot of the massive bounties when he doesn't need the money, keeping few personal belongings as he has no stationary home. 

His main goal is to try and recover from the mission that nearly destroyed him and his team breaking them apart, bring his team back together, and achieve justice against those who sent them to their deaths without letting them know what could happen fully. he isn't exactly sure why, who, or how but he's determined to find out one way or another. His side goal is to try and help those he can, and fix himself internally; the practical suicide mission he and his squad went through traumatized him and left him struggling to keep his emotions and sanity in control; he often loses himself to memories, spacing off more so than ever or can violently relive them and become aggressive and physically violent in response often accidentally scaring/endangering/hurting others in return. hurting others however piles more of the immense guilt and blame he has on himself further making him unstable.

Likes: friends, fair treatment, romance novels/movies/etc., motorcycles and vehicles, trying out new weapons, temperant weather, collecting valuable items, making others happy, taking down criminals, running over criminals, flying (jetpacks, planes, you name it), star gazing, day dreaming, leading his squad, sneaking up on others, polishing his visor, cleanliness (though dirtiness isn't entirely bothersome; he just prefers things clean), being complimented, feeling special/important, sniping, being accurate, feeling included, water falls, robots/robotics, cats

Dislikes: loneliness/being alone, injustice, killing/hurting innocents, upsetting those he cares about, thick mud, extreme heat or cold (he deals with it but hates it), being underground, his stuff breaking/getting lost/stolen, sharing his personal items, thinking about bad memories, spacing off (when not on purpose), being spotted/giving himself away from stealth, feeling ignored/unimportant/useless, making mistakes, turtles/turtle like creatures, dishonesty and manipulation, swallowing his pride, being forced to follow rather than lead, being disrespected/mocked/etc., people w/ cold/unfriendly personalities, getting lost, being out of control, being exposed

[ecotone99]

[FN] Writing prompt: Another fruitful day in the Colosseum, you bow your head to the emperor. But as you look up at his seat, you see her next to him. Your long lost lover.

I looked to the emperor as he sat upon his throne in the balcony that encompassed the arena. My opponent standing feet away from me as we awaited the single word that would begin our battle.

"Begin," the emperor said with a wave of his hand.

Immediately he was upon me, a hulking man with a trident and a net. The first thrust of his weapon was fast, but not quite fast enough. It glanced off of the top of my shoulder carving a gash that would surely scar. Another to add to the collection. I raised my shield and quickly batted the the pole-arm to the side and moved in to close the distance between us. I couldn't allow him to keep me at bay. As i stepped pass the lethal range of his trident I sent my sword jabbing towards his gut. He made a quick step backwards but the point of my Gladius had bit in no more than an inch, just a sting to a man such as this. With a quick twirl of the mans trident I found myself again being pushed back do to my lack of range. I was frustrated, angry that I couldn't pass the Retiarius's guard. I fucking hate those that practice the style of the Retiarius. We circled each other like caged beasts and in essence that's exactly what we were. Animals forced to fight as people paid to come and watch us savage monsters. Give them a show and get rewarded. Don't...and well you die.

The sweat pooled at my brow, thankfully not dripping into my eyes as it caught on the inner lip of my helmet. An aggressive thrust again came towards me and I stepped to the side to avoid the three sharp prongs. Shit. I saw it but it was too late, I had committed to the side step. With his other hand the Retiarius whipped his net at my moving feet catching my left foot. He grinned as he ripped my feet out from under me sending me sprawling to my back. Move, Move. I rolled quickly to my right as the trident slammed down where I was previously positioned. His leg is over extended, that's my opening. I quickly, from the ground slashed at his knee as I rolled to my feet still tangled in his damned net, but my aim was true and my Gladius split his knee cap in half. He fell to the floor with a scream that pierced the heavens as he clutched his knee and dropped his weapon. I shambled as quickly as my tangled legs would allow. Moving behind the Retiarius and pulling his head up by his hair, my blade firm against his neck I looked towards the emperor who leaned over the rails with his thumb positioned towards the side.

"KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!" The crowd roared deafeningly.

The emperor looked around the stands of the coliseum and nodded in agreement and with that he turned his hand to the thumbs down position. I swiftly pulled my blade across the mans throat and as he gargled his own blood the crowd cheered louder. They are the monsters not I.

After undoing the net at my feet I walked over to the northern part of the arena, the closest to the balcony where I stood with my sword across my chest in salute. The emperor saluted me in return and nodded his head as he turned and moved to make way to his seat and that is when I saw her. The love of my life who i had thought i would never see again. She was sitting at a seat next to him and i was frozen. Motionlessly staring at her as she smiled and sipped a glass of what I could only guess to be red wine. Her favorite. She turned her head and met my gaze, her eyes narrowed at me, the went wide as the realization struck. She dropped her wine and it spilled on her white dress staining it the same color as the blood that stained the sands.

"Gladiator! Move it!" a guard called to me from the gate snapping me from my shock.

I made way to the wrought iron gate and found myself at my small cell. I don't really remember walking there. I was a prized fighter in the eyes of the emperor and as thus was allotted my own cell away from the other gladiators when we weren't training. As I doffed the few pieces of armor I wore my brain racked itself of what had just happened. It felt fake, like a dream i would soon wake up from. The last time I had seen Ophelia was years ago, the day i was drug off in chains for a murder i didn't commit. The only reason i was allowed the option to become a gladiator was because of my noble status. My family was a low tier noble house. Often forgotten about and hardly known but Noble none the less.

How is she here? How? How? How? I thought to myself as I sat on the small bed, tears beginning to well in my eyes. The blood from my wound streamed down my chest and pooled at my feet but still my body felt numb.

I must have sat there for hours because when the guard knocked on my cell door sliding open the small slit to look in it was dark.

"Dascus, you have a visitor, " he called in to me.

The slit was slid closed and the jingle of keys was audible as he unlocked the door and a figure walked in wearing a dark cloak that shaded the wearers face. The cell door was closed and locked again. The figure walked closer and pulled down the hood. There she was before me the one i had though to never see again. Soft curls fell around her face and on her lips was a sad smile and from her beautiful eyes fell a tear that even in the dim light sparkled like a diamond.

"I never thought I would see you again, How are you here? Why?" I said to her, my voice breaking and body shaking from the emotion that swelled within me like the black storms that rolled off the coast.

With that she rushed towards me and my muscled tensed from reflex but she gently cupped my face in her hands and kissed me lightly, the way the wings of a butterfly get caught on the wind. The wound on my shoulder began to close as I tightly embraced her and that's how we sat for some time. I was lost in her touch, in her smell. Like honey and lemons.

"My father wishes me to marry him" she said as i felt her sob in my arms.

She sat next to me on the bed and leaned her head on my shoulder my arms still embracing her fully.

"Ophelia, he is a monster you cant marry him," I said softly.

You were meant for me. I thought to myself as I closed my eyes to hold back the flood of tears.

There is another version i have that is longer with an alternate ending. Let me know if you want to see it :)

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[yahooben]

'Call of Duty: WWII' to explore the emotional toll of war

‘Call of Duty: WWII’ will bring an emotionally powerful story to the series.

“I can tell you one thing — it’s the best game of our lives.”

Glen Schofield doesn’t mince words when it comes to “Call of Duty: WWII.” The co-founder and studio head of developer of Activision’s (ATVI) Sledgehammer Games leads a team tasked with taking the series back into the trenches of World War II, and he’s well aware that it’s a tall order.

Due out Nov. 3 for Microsoft’s (MSFT) Xbox One, Sony’s (SNE) PS4 and PC, the historical shooter is in a tricky spot. On one hand, it has to cater to the finicky whims of an expansive fanbase with built-in expectations of what a “Call of Duty” game is supposed to deliver. At the same time, Sledgehammer has great reverence for the subject matter, and in turn hopes to craft a game as much about the emotional challenge of dealing with war with the big, noisy explosions the series is known for.

“These guys were 17 years old with eight weeks worth of training and were thrown into the war,” Schofield said during a demo at the company’s Bay Area’s office. “They had to dig deep in their life for the knowledge and lessons from their family to get through the experience. That’s sort of how we’ll bring you through the game.”

Battle cry

Set in the European theater between 1944-45, “Call of Duty: WWII” follows U.S. Army private Ronald “Red” Daniels and the 1st Infantry Division (the “Fighting First”) as they struggle through some of the most intense battles of the war, including legendary encounters in occupied France, Belgium and across the Rhine river into Germany.

Of course, “Call of Duty” has been here before. The first three games in the series were all set during World War II, but while they performed well with both critics and consumers, the franchise didn’t turn into the sales juggernaut it is today until the switch to a contemporary setting in 2007’s “Call of Duty 4: Modern Warfare.” That was also the game that set the tone for what most folks think of when they hear “Call of Duty”: insane, over-the-top action, amazing set pieces and robust multiplayer.

‘Call of Duty: WWII’ trades in spaceships for the visceral battles of the Eastern Front.

“WWII” will have plenty of that, but Sledgehammer’s goal isn’t to just wow you with fancy pyrotechnics and empower you with ridiculous abilities.

“In that time period, it was common men at war,” Sledgehammer’s co-founder Michael Condrey pointed out. “You didn’t have Tier-1 super-soldiers. It was a group of young enlisted men coming together and forming bonds of camaraderie and fighting against an overwhelming enemy. It gives us the canvas for true emotional storytelling that’s really important for the studio.”

An emotional “Call of Duty?” That’s the pitch, and it’s echoed by just about every member of the development team. To nail it home, Sledgehammer showed off a bit of gameplay, starting with perhaps the most iconic of all World War II encounters: the storming of Normandy beach.

Grit and grime

From the epic opening sequence of “Saving Private Ryan” to the entirety of “The Longest Day” to games like 2002’s “Medal of Honor: Allied Assault” (a game co-written by “Ryan” director Steven Spielberg), D-Day is no stranger to media treatments. And sure enough, “Call of Duty: WWII’s” take hits all the expected notes. Soldiers nervously bob towards shore in a rain-soaked landing craft, the doors opening to a hail of gunfire that decimates the platoon save for a lucky few who escape overboard, only to emerge in a chaotic spray of bullets and blood.

Expect ‘Call of Duty: WWII’ to be far more brutal than the franchise’s recent incarnations.

It’s not new, but “WWII”‘s Omaha Beach is terrifying. Trudging up the beach and diving to cover behind battered Czech hedgehogs, your character (Daniels, presumably) can’t tear his eyes off his fallen, bloodied comrades. It’s ugly and harsh and gripping.

Having fought his way to a German bunker, Daniels finds himself in hand-to-hand conflict with an enemy soldier, struggling to stop a knife to the liver by grabbing a discarded helmet and gruesomely beating the nazi to death with it. Compared to the super-powered antics of recent “Call of Duty” games like “Advanced Warfare,” “Black Ops III,” and “Infinite Warfare,” it’s shocking blunt and weirdly refreshing.

Another level is set in the lesser-known Battle of Hurtgen Forest. Daniels and his squad creep through the dense foliage, ambushing a group of enemies before the nazis literally blow up the treetops. It’s here that “WWII” shows its lineage – the squad dodges falling trees in a hectic run to safety – but it’s more organic and feels much more personal than the cacophonous set piece moments in past “Call of Duty” games.

Honor role

That’s by design. Schofield and Condrey repeatedly emphasized the importance of honoring the legacy of those who fought in World War II, in part because they feel that time isn’t on their side.

‘Call of Duty: WWII’ will still pack large set pieces, but don’t expect giant laser weapons.

“We have an incredible military historian who’s been with us since the beginning in Marty Morgan, who worked ten years ago on [HBO show] ‘Band of Brothers,’” Condrey said. “He knew the real winters and the whole 101st airborne crew. He documented their stories. And this year he said to us, “None of them are around anymore.” In 10 years we’ve lost an entire generation of heroes…you think back 75 years ago now, that’s a long time.

“It’s been nearly 30 years since the Berlin Wall came down. There’s a whole generation of kids that don’t even remember the wall. So this is an important story we don’t want to have fade because we can’t let it happen again.”

Though Schofield balks at calling his team preservationists – they’re making a commercial video game, after all – he shares his partner’s urgency in telling these stories.

“‘Private Ryan’ was two decades ago…there are so many stories out there that haven’t been told,” he said. “We are telling some stories in here that we never heard of, including a very big part of the game that has only been uncovered in the last five to 10 years. We discovered some things that at the point of WWII ending were just swept under the rug. I don’t know if it’s preserving, uncovering…it’s just about telling great stories.”

‘Call of Duty: WWII’ will touch on recently uncovered events from the war.

Naturally, the juiciest details of “Call of Duty:WWII” are still under wraps. Players will be able to “enlist” in different divisions and play objective-based, narrative-driven multiplayer maps, while a new section called Headquarters will serve as a social space that Condrey says will “radically transform” the way players interact. There’s a co-operative mode as well, but the company is keeping mum on all of this stuff until the E3 conference in June.

The team may talk a big game, but delivering on their lofty goals won’t be a cakewalk. For the last decade or so, “Call of Duty” has been less about authenticity and more about exaggeration. Bringing the series back to a grounded, heavily-researched historical setting will undoubtedly please older fans of the franchise, but connecting with younger gamers who grew up on fancier weapons and popcorn power fantasies might not be so easy.

To Schofield, that’s a challenge the team relishes.

“We learned a lot on the last few games about how to tell a story … the more we can have people relate to this — ‘I was 17 once and I don’t know if I could have gone to war’ — the better. Art is meant to provoke thought.”

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