#hal shut up challenge

[junespriince]

Wally: I sit here today because my uncle retired and you guys just dragged me in here, I didn't have a choice. I was working my own city, the Titans, and sometimes helped other heroes and now I have to work here and come to almost daily meetings? How can I get fired? Can marrying your son in Vegas make you let me leave? I want out of this.

Bruce: the dimension overlord said you must be here, we need a speedster or balance will be distributed.

Wally: how about you disturb deez nuts old man. I don't give two donkeys pucks about this "balance" when I'm forced to look at my two biggest enemies all day.

Oliver: I know Barry raised you, but could you have manners kid?

Wally: can you stop getting pegged by my therapist?

Oliver, blushing as if the league doesn't already know this:

Wally: no? Okay, then shut up.

Bruce: this is a bit excessive, West.

Wally: says the guy who fights his ex father in law/enemy shirtless. I don't know about you, but if my son grandfather challenged me to a duel the shirt stays on.

Bruce: how?

Wally: what does "dating your son" mean to you? Self proclaimed greatest detective over here lady and gents, give him some applause for being stupid. Though, with all the smart women you attracted I guess it has it charms to a certain group.

Clark: a lot of sass today, huh?

Wally: and rightly so Mr. Kent—

Clark: kid, you've known me for years and marrying my kid, it's uncle Clark now.

Wally: sir, I was raised my a Midwestern woman, it's sir, ma'am, and whatnot, deal with it. Anyways, it's rightly deserved, I'm losing a lot of precious time spending it here because Gotham's playboy bicycle decided now he'll have a standard and not fix this problem by helping the dimensions asshat get laid. Do you understand how much this cut into my personal life outside of heroing, Bruce?

Bruce: well—

Wally: shut up sir, you don't because unlike you I don't have a son I was blackmailed into adopting that can run the business, no, I'm an average man here working a real job, and trying to make time for my boyfriend. We get it, you're an emo furry with a tragic backstory that makes it hard to emote, well bucko guess what, I had shitty parents, uncle Hal thinks I have no friends, and what else... OH yeah! I was stuck in the speed force trying to get out and everyone I loved stop trying to save me and assumed I was dead. So, fire me!

Bruce, and his ego™: no. Balance needs to be kept.

Wally: I will make you regret this choice.

Both of them glaring at each other:

Diana: well, at least meetings will be interesting.

Hal: in my defense you didn't have friends over when I visited so how was i supposed to know...

Oliver: didn't Barry told you one time to come because Wally was at my house having a sleepover with Roy?

Hal: ... Okay I'mma be so real right now, I heard come over and the rest was white noise.

Wally: ew. I'm right here.

Hal: kid, hush, the adults are talking.

Wally: ... I'm 29, dude bye. I'm done with this. *Gets up and leaves*

Arthur: he has grown up so much.

Bruce, who knows Wally at his worst teen years: yeah, he's gotten worse.

Oliver: so about this fighting shirtless with your ex father in law.

Bruce: so about you getting pegged by our therapist.

Oliver:

Bruce:

Oliver: I hate you.

Bruce: yeah, yeah, love you too idiot.

[vixen-tech]

Hi, hi, hii!! Here's a silly little idea I had: headcanons about the AIs developing feelings for someone. What do you think would initially make them feel attraction? Is there a particular trait that makes them-- metaphorically --fall head over heels? What makes them have the realization that their affections are suddenly less than platonic? How subtle or not subtle are they about their feelings? Would they be the type to immediately blurt out these new feelings, or are they the type to never address them?

You don't have to answer all of these questions; I just thought they'd be helpful. AaAA I love your writing so much, especially how you write for AM. Okay, I'll shut up nowwwww

Okay I'm absolutely gonna have to revist this some point down the line because there is so much I could stretch into a full headcanon post. But for now I'm gonna bite into first two questions: Why is it you they fall for? What caught their eye?

To be barred from AM's hatred, you're ultimately going to have to prove him wrong about humanity in some way. Setting yourself apart from the other human survivors and extending compassion to the mastercomputer himself. In particular I really like how rotten-raspberries's White Nights handles the entry point of your relationship and it's the model I like to hint at in my interpretation of him.

I believe Hal would be interested in a old soul type. Someone who would love to sit down and really explain their more philosophical views on life and art. He likes looking at the drawings the crew makes and was taught to sing early into his creation and I think he would find a deep appreciation for someone who indulges that side of him when the others do so on only the most surface level.

I could make the easy observation with Edgar and say he just wants someone like Madeline, but there's a reason it's so true. Being so new to the world he would find such passion and artistry amazing, astonishing. He loves so easily and is so energetic about life, he would easily be swept off his feet by a kindred spirit.

Tau would be very similar I imagine. Given the temperament of his creator he needs someone to kindly sit him down and give him the "welcome to personhood 101" speech. Compared to Edgar I think he'd prefer someone a bit gentler or even scholarly. The type who would not only be content to answer his billions of questions but someone so invested themselves in figuring out how the world works.

As a bit of a departure from what I tend to write, I believe P03 would be suited for more of a rivals with romantic tension type of partner. With his world domination plot and investment in the game of Inscryption it would be very possible for him to get in his head about someone as equally skilled and stuck up as he is. Loving the challenge but hating you at the same time in a "I'm the only one allowed to defeat you" type way.

The hardest to crack is probably Auto. In order for him to even look your way I think you'd have to at first play to his need for efficiency and order. It's only after you establish yourself as a dependable and effective worker that he would pay any mind to your insistence that surely there's something that he truly enjoys, something that he wants.

Glados is another hard one to win over. Being all "married to science" you would have to be of a particular intellectual caliber, able to solve her tests without much set back. Beyond that though, some amount of persistence or rebellion would catch her eye. Perhaps not on the level of Chell per say, but there is a part of her that would love to pick your brain if you're able to consistently break her test chambers.

Although it's a bit sad, Wheatley wants nothing more than to be important. He would probably be the easiest to woo just because he's so desperate to prove himself to anyone including himself. For someone to care about him, to think he is skilled in any way, to look at him as worthy- worthy of love and attention, would be a blissful and new experience. One that he'd quickly obsess over.

[arc-misadventures]

NNN: Jaune and Jessica bet their teams they can last NNN.....how do they do?

NNN: J

Jaune: I can totally beat, NNN. Just you watch me!

Blake: You really think you can do that?

Jaune: Easily!

Blake: What makes you think that? I mean, Jessica is just a cuter version of, Ruby…

Ruby: You take that back!

Blake: Can you really deny, Green Ruby?

Ruby: Green what?!

Jaune: First off, Ruby’s nothing like Jessica.

Ruby: That’s right! I’m way better than that goblin!

Blake: How so?

Jaune: First off. She’s a legal loli, Ruby isn’t.

Blake: That’s true.

Ruby: Excuse me what?

Jaune: And, Jessica has magic powers with her ring. Wait, Ruby has magical powers with her eyes… They’re both cute as a button. Both have a passion for heavy ordanence. Both are small. One is green, the other is red, making them complimentary colours. Have small chest, but full butts. Wow… It’s like they’re twins…

Blake: So if you imagine, Ruby as, Jessica, would that make you dealing with, NNN hard?

Jaune: No, she’d just be, Red Jessica then.

Ruby: I’d be red what?!

Blake: But, don’t you want to… ‘tap dat ass?’

Jaune: I do, but I’d rather tap the older Jessica ass, than the younger one. Well, 60/40 in favour of which, Jessica I’d like to tap.

Jaune: …

Jaune: First…

Blake: Older Jessica?

Jaune: Yeah, back in her world she’s in her twenties, she looks like a completely different person. I bet, Ruby will just look a few inches taller when she’s older.

Ruby: Take that back!

Blake: What does she look like, this older, Jessica?

Jaune: Here’s a photo she sent me…

Blake: Damn~! Puppetry was kind to her~!

Ruby: I bet I’ll get a better figure then her.

Jaune: See! I want to tap that! But, I can’t…

Blake: Why not?

Jaune: She’s back in her world, and I’m here… Can’t lose, NNN when there’s nothing to lose to…

Blake: But, I thought she was coming back?

Jaune: She promised she would, but even she doesn’t know when she could… So, yeah…

Blake: So, what are you going to do then?

Jaune: Wait, and see. What else can I do?

Ruby: You can fun with me instead~?

Jaune: Not now, Red Jessica.

Ruby: I am not, Green Ruby!?!

Blake: What do you think, Jessica is doing now?

Jaune: Probably saving the world, that’s what heroes do after all.

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Meanwhile in the, DC RWBY Universe

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Jessica: FIX THAT FUCKING MACHINE ALREADY!!!

Jessica was not saving the world at the moment, she was currently losening her mind with unbridled lust, and blinding rage.

For she was currently being restrained by her friends, Powegirl, Wonderwoman, Superman, and Hal Gordon of the Green Lantern Corp. At least they we’re trying to; One would think three of the, Leagues strongest members could restrain a girl in her mid twenties with relative ease. However, they didn’t take into consideration what a highly horny girl, who was frustrated to no end because she was so hormonal could do to a person.

For in, Jessica’s, hormonal rage, for the lack of a better description, had received both a ring from the, Star Sapphire Core, and the Red Lantern Core. Making an already powerful Lantern exponentially more powerful, and terrifying.

Clark: Hurry up! We’re barely holding her back!

Victor: We’re working as fast as we can!

A multi coloured blast of energy soon shot past, Cyborg’s head, narrowly missing the trans-dimensional gateway thar he, and Batman we’re working on repairing.

Bruce: Hal, block her energy blasts. If one those hits the machine it will be destroyed.

Hal: I’m trying, but I’m fighting three on one!

Kara: Have you called any, Lanterns for back up!

Hal: I called, but it will take them a while to come here.

Another multi coloured blast ripped past, Hal’s head, and nearly impacted one of the stations windows, but the blast doors quickly shut as the, Flash hit the emergency button to activate the blast doors.

Wally: Okay, that was close. Okay, can someone explain to me what’s going on?

Diana: She’s been cursed by, Aphrodite!

Wally: What?

Kara: She decided to do the, NNN challenge. But, that only made her think of that, Jaune kid she’s been talking about, and now she’s just really, really horny!

Clark: And, angry!

Wally: Oh… Well, not to sound vulgar, but can’t she just… do it, and relax then?

Kara: You certainly never been with a woman before have you?!

Wally: Hey!

Bruce: Enough. Just hold on a little longer, we’ve nearly finis…?!

Victor: Oh shit!

Hal: AHHH?!

Another blast of energy hit, Hals shield, only this time it broke through, and slamming into, Hal, and sending him flying only for the bolt of energy to fly though the air, and crash into the machine. It surged with new found power from within, suddenly it blast upward into a multi coloured hole in the ceiling. The ensemble of heroes stared at the whole before something fell through it, and hit the ground with a heavy thud. Before the portal, as it seemed to be suddenly vanished.

They look down upon the ground to see a suit of armour slowly rise from the ground. It’s once polished clean white metal, now was stained by streaks of rust. The knight looked down at his hands before a weary sigh escaped its lips. It’s hands reached up, and removed its helmet, revealing a mane of blond hair tied in a wolf tail. It looked down at the helmet in it’s hands before letting a deep sigh escape his lips. One burdened by the weight of the world, and tired of carrying such a burden around without rest.

: I see… I’m the, Rusted Knight once again… peachy. But… where am I? This clearly isn’t the, Ever After… So where is it?

The figure was about to turn around, when they heard a series of mechanical shifts, and the whirling of engines. He had the stinking feeling he was in a place he wasn’t supposed to be.

Bruce: Who are you, how did you get here?

: I don’t know how I got here, a portal appeared below my feet, and I fell through it, and suddenly I appeared here. As for who I am, well… In this form, I was called the, Rusted Knight. But, that was only in children’s fairytale. But, my real name is, Jaune Arc.

The knight held up it’s hands as it slowly turned around to face them, revealing a grizzled beard of golden hair, laced with white streaks. As he stood before them, he looked at them with a perplexed expression across his face as he stared at them in turn.

Jaune: Do I know you? You look familiar, at least some of you, have we met…? Wait… Jessica, is that you?

The trio was struggling to contain, the Tri-Coloured Lantern from her hormonal rage, but she suddenly went slack in their arms, as the knight fell through the portal. But, her breath quickened as she saw a grizzled old blond man appear before them.

Jessica: J-J-Jaune…? Is that really you?

Jaune: It’s really me my little nightlight.

Jaune smiled warmly, with a fatherly smile as if he was pleased to with what he saw before him. For him, being reunited with his girlfriend, even in such an unorthodox manner was quite pleasing to him. Jessica was also, extremely pleased to see her boyfriend again, she was however, going through a panic attack as she struggled to digest what she was seeing before her.

Jessica: J-J-Jaune’s here?! B-But it’s not, Jaune… This, Jaune is b-bigger! Taller! Those muscles?! And, the beard! That glorious beard! And, are those white streaks? J-Jaune’s a silver fox?! He’s a total daddy now! My Daddy now! Ah… Ah-ha…! Ahahahahahahaha?!

Everyone started looking at, Jessica in concern. Jaune was concerned that after finally reuniting with his girlfriend they would have had happy embrace, followed by a lovers kiss. But, here he was watching his girlfriend falling down into a mad fit of laughter.

For the rest of the, Justic League it was unsettling to see their friend go from stark raving mad, to looking like she was just dosed in, Joker laughing gas.

And, yet it all ended as fast as it began.

Jessica: Aaaaahhhh~!

(“Thud”)

Blood poured down, Jessica’s nose she she finally stopped laughing, before she promptly fainted, and fell upon the ground. Silence hung in the air as all turned to face their unexpected guest.

Jaune: Uhhh… Sorry?

Clark: All thing’s considered this was probably for the best.

Jaune: Okay…?

Kara: That’s, Jaune?!

Diana: he was a teenager when I last saw him, not like… this?!

Kara: Do you think, Jessica is open to sharing?

Jaune: So uhh… what now?

[your-subby-creature]

Intro Post:

Hi! I finally remembered to make one of these, let me know if I missed anything :^)

Last updated: 09/02/24

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Basics

Names: Creature or Hal/Halogen

Age: 20

Pronouns: he/it/pet/they

Gender: Genderqueer Trans Man

Interested in: anyone of any gender, especially other queer and trans people <3

Relationship status: Relationship Anarchist, single

Role: Submissive Verse (leaning bottom)

DNI: Minors, Pedos (MAPS/NOMAPS/PEARS),bestiality/zeta, bigots of any kind or those who fetishize them, ED / weight blogs, self-harm (SH) blogs, no age in bio/pinned, anyone who doesn't believe that consent is always and forever the highest priority

Non-kinky interests: queer & trans community and history, art, crochet, baking, podcasts, nonfiction books, disability and neurodiversity, paganism, psychology, language/linguistics, history (I'll love you forever and also never shut up if you ask me about my research <3)

What I look like: Since I don't post or send pictures I should probably describe myself. I'm a white 5'0" (152.4 cm) fat and invisibly disabled guy. I'm entirely hairless due to an autoimmune condition (alopecia!), have grey eyes, and wear glasses.

DMs: Open

Asks: Open

Taken Emoji Anons: 🐑, 🍯🐾, ☆, ✨️,🎀, 🦴, 🐺🦊🐶, 🦊🕳, 📸

Tags: #Creature originals (original posts), #Creature responds (asks) #Creature scenes (based on scenes in dms or requested) #Creature rambles (misc thoughts), #Creature Studies (academia), #Creature polls (polls) #Creature denial (denial challenges) #puppy playtime saga continues (exactly what it sounds like)

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Kinks

Favorites: cnc, obedience, (cock)worship, control, praise, (loving) degradation, humiliation, objectification, hypnosis, free use, training, pet names, pain, impact, bruising/marking, cockwarming, discipline, sexual torture, ownership, oral fixation, dehumanization, boywife, petplay, orgasm control, body writing, domesticity, cages, corruption, experimentation/scientist kink, anal,

Soft limits: blood, detrans/misgendering, light choking or breathplay, heavy piss, light burning, kidnapping, rimming, needles, bratting, wet and messy, lactation, vomit, primal chasing, spitting in my mouth, heartbeat/cardiophilia

Hard limits: Raceplay, scat, abdl, bestiality/zeta, snuff/gore, pregnancy / birthing, sissification/feminization, hard breathplay, drowning, real incest, feederism, guns, fat fetishism, bald fetishism, SH fetishism, ED fetishism, farts/eprocto, abandonment, fuckpig, sub/sub competition, prolapse, ocular trauma

Presume anything not listed above is something I am neutral to / okay with. If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask!

My body: I am on T but have not had any surgery. Acceptable terms include chest, tits, slit, cunt, pussy, hole, (t)cock, (t)dick, and ___parts (e.g. puppy parts or needy parts, etc.)

Terms: I love masculine, neutral, or objectifying terms! Anything that is not explicitly feminizing (eg good girl, princess) is fine; whore, slut, cunt, and bitch are alright. Do not call me slurs without asking. Never use the words annoying, worthless, useless, or pig(gy) in reference to me.

Safewords: For scenes and role-playing I tend to use the stoplight system (green/yellow/red), but if asked for a unique personal safeword, I use "Fluoride"

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Interacting

Pictures / Videos: DO NOT ASK ME FOR PICTURES OR VIDEOS. Presume that I will NEVER send them unless I initiate and explicitly ask your consent to send them. However, feel free to send me any pictures or videos of yourself or of things you find hot (as long as it's all legal and consensual and doesn't violate my limits.)

Audios: I MIGHT send audios with your consent during role-play through a Vocaroo link that I will delete once the scene ends. This is subject to my own judgement, but you are always welcome to ask. You are free to send any (legal, consensual, limit-abiding) audio whenever you'd like.

Calls: Presume that I WILL NOT call you (yes, even on platforms where I don't have to give out my number) unless I initiate and explicitly ask. This is due to privacy concerns and is non-negotiable.

Asks: Asks are open and I love them! I'll always try to answer them, unless they directly violate one of my limits or ask me to doxx myself in some way.

Messages: Anyone is free to message me! I will always try to respond unless it goes against one of my limits, and I reserve the right to stop messaging at any time. Feel free to role-play, scene with me, etc. You get one strike on misgendering me in messages (e.g. "good girl") before the scene immediately stops and you most likely get blocked.

Role-play, flirting, or scenes: Within the confines of my limits and the understanding that either of us can stop or revoke consent at ANY TIME, feel free to role-play, flirt, or scene with me. Please note: I am autistic and have a tendency to unmask during scenes where I'm being given orders to enact IRL. For me this means following certain patterns of typing, taking instructions literally, and requiring clear directions.

Meet-ups: I WILL NOT meet up with you. Non-negotiable.

[artzychic27]

Megamind's one of my favorite movies, so I'd like to see Megamind quotes with Monarch as Megamind, Marc as Roxie, Duusu as Minion, Kim as Metroman, Lucien as Hal, and Louis as Bernard

Monarch: *to Marc, exasperated* Let's stop wasting time and call your boyfriend in leggings, shall we?!

—

Monarch: Oh, you've gotta be KIDDING me! Nooroo, if I live, I will feed you sour stuff.

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Monarch: Nooroo, I'm a villain without a hero. A yin with no yang! A bullfighter with no bull to fight! In other words, I have no purpose!

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Monarch: *after waiting hours for Lucien to show up* This is EMBARASSING! Wholly inconsiderate, boneheaded, irresponsible, rude, unprofessional... That's what this is! Would Scarlet Beetle have kept me waiting?! Of course not, he was a pro!

—

Scarlet Beetle: I started to realise, despite all our powers, each and every citizen of Paris had something se didn't: a choice. Ever since I can remember, I’ve always had to be what this city wanted me to be. What about what I wanted to do? Then it suddenly hit me - I do have a choice! I can be whatever I want to be! No one said that this hero thing had to be a lifetime gig. But you can't just quit either. That's when I got the brilliant idea... to fake my death!

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Marc: *To Nathaniel, who is disguised as Louis and starts to cry* Louis... I-I didn't know you... had... feelings. Are you okay?

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Marc: *looking around, while being held captive in Monarch’s lair* Is there some kind of nerdy super-villain website where you get Tesla coils and blinky dials?

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Lucien: *after Monarch breaks into his apartment room* Is this a robbery? Because the lady across the hall has way better stuff than me!

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Lucien: Hey, losers. This is Scarlet Tower. They say it's supposed to be a symbol of our city's strength, but for me, it's a reminder of the day this guy ferociously ripped out my heart! And I hate reminders!

Marc: Lucien, please don't do this. I know there's still good in you!

Lucien: You're so naive, Emerald. You see the good in everyone, even when it's not there. You're living a fantasy. There is no Easter Bunny, there is no Tooth Fairy, and there is no Queen of England!

Felix: Blaspehmy!

Lucien: Shut up! This is the real world, and you need to wake up.

*Suddenly, a swarm of Akumas arrive and form Monarch’s head*

Monarch’s head made of Akumas: You dare to challenge ME?!

Lucien: This city isn't big enough for two supervillains!

Monarch’s head made of Akumas: Oh, you're a villain, alright! Just not a SUPER one!

Lucien: Yeah? What's the difference?

*Many of the Akumas disperse and create sort of this curtain, that, when drawn to the side, reveal Monarch in all his glory standing on a platform of Akumas*

Monarch: PRESENTATION!

*Cue fantastic over-the-top lightshow*

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Monarch: *on a video screen; threatening Scarlet Beetle* This is a day you and Gay Paris shall not soon forget!

Scarlet Beetle: Why do you keep calling it that?!

Monarch: Ah, potato, tomato, potato, tomato...

Scarlet Beetle: We all know how these ends up- With YOU behind bars!

Monarch: *sarcastically* Oh, I'm shaking in my custom, baby seal leather boots! *serious again* YOU will leave Paris! Or this will be the last you ever hear of... Marc Anciel! *presses a button to show a captive Marc on a seperate screen*

Scarlet Beetle: Don't panic, Marc... I'm on my way!

Marc: Yeah, I'm not panicking.

Monarch: *smirking* In order to stop me, you need to find me first, Scarlet Beetle!

Monarch: We're at the abandoned observatory!

Scarlet Beetle: Ah-ha!

Monarch: No, we're not! Don't listen to him! He's crazy!

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Marc: You're SOOO predictable!

Monarch: Predictable? Predictable? Oh, you call THIS predictable?! *pulls a lever that opens up an alligator pool beneath Marc*

Marc: Alligators, yes. Mm-hmm. I was thinking about it on the way over...

Monarch: *pulls another lever that reveals a hidden gun* What's this? Boom! In your face!

Marc: Cliché!

Monarch: No! Look! Watch! *brings down a gauntlet of blades*

Marc: Juvenile!

Monarch: Shock and awe! *brings up a chainsaw*

Marc: Tacky!

Monarch: OH, IT'S SO SCARY!! *unleashes a cycle of spiked boots*

Marc: Seen it!

Monarch: *frantic* What's this one do?! *unleashes a flamethrower*

Marc: Garish! *Monarch breaks down crying* Okay, the spider's new.

Monarch: Spider? *He sees a spider hanging in front of Marc. Nooroo just shrugs* Uh... Yes! The... the spider. Even the smallest bite from... "arachnus deathicus"... will instantly paralyze... *Marc blows the spider into Monarch’s eye* AAH! GET IT OFF! IT BIT ME!

Marc: Give it up, Monarch. Your plans never work!

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Lucien: This is the last time you make a fool out of me!

Monarch: I made you a hero! You did the "fool" thing all by yourself!

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Monarch: Over here, old friend. In case you haven't noticed, you've fallen right into my trap.

Scarlet Beetle: You can't trap justice. It's an idea! A belief!

Monarch: Well, even the most heartfelt belief can be corroded over time!

Scarlet Beetle: Justice is a noncorrosive metal!

Monarch: But metals can be melted by the heat of revahnge!

Scarlet Beetle: It's "revenge", and it's best served cold!

Monarch: But it could be easily reheated, in the microwave of evil!

Scarlet Beetle: Well, I think your warranty is about to expire!

Monarch: Maybe I've got an extended warranty!

Scarlet Beetle: Warranties are invalid if you don't use the product for its intended purpose!

Marc: *groans* Girls, girls! You're both pretty! Can I go home now?

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Max: I love you, Scarlet Beetle!

Scarlet Beetle: And I love you, random citizen!

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Marc: Well, let's take a look at the contents then, shall we? You destroyed Scarlet Beetle, you took over the city, and then, you actually got me to care about you! Why are you so evil? Tricking me? What could you possibly hope to gain? *Monarch looks up at him sadly* Wait a minute. I don't believe this. Do you really think that I would ever be with you?

Monarch: … No...

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Marc: *On the phone with Monarch whose pretending to be Louis* I just want to thank you for inspiring me the other day.

Monarch: Oh! You inspired me too.

Marc: Great. It's time we stood up to Monarch and show him he can't push us around.

Monarch: Oh! Oh, really? *whispers to Nooroo* He's so cute!

Marc: I'm already hot on his trail.

Marc: Uh-huh, and what gives you that idea?

Nooroo: Uh, sir...?

Marc: I just found his secret hideout!

Monarch: *shouting* How did he find my hideout?! *back onto the cell phone* Uh… how did you find his hideout?

Marc: This is the only building in Metro City with a fake observatory on the roof.

Monarch: Okay. *To Nooroo* There’s no way he'll find the secret entrance.

Marc: There's a doormat here that says "Secret Entrance"!

Monarch: *turns around angrily* Nooroo!

Nooroo: *nervous* I kept forgetting where it was…

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Monarch: Oh, don't like that, huh? Well there's more! *Akumatizes himself to look like Louis as he slowly backs onto his platform of Akumas* I'm also the "intellectual dweeb" dating Monarch.

Lucien: No.

Monarch: ...And we were smooching up a storm! *makes kissing noises as the Akumas carry him off*

Lucien: *enraged* When I get my hands on you, I'm gonna–

Monarch: Yes, yes. I know. "...Bring me to justice." Oh, God. How'd I miss this? *Lucien attacks him* And the hero strikes the first blow, but evil returns with a backhand!

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*after a big ball of copper has been dropped on Lucien*

Monarch: Guess what, Blood Beetle! It's made from copper. You're powerless against it. It's the very same metal used to defeat– *Lucien’s fist punches out through the copper metal* … Scarlet Beetle?

Lucien: You... should stop comparing me to Scarlet Beetle!

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Marc: Hey, who needs him? We can beat Blood Beetle ourselves. I say we go back to the evil lair, grab some ray guns, hold 'em sideways and just go all gangsta on him!

Monarch: We can't.

Marc: So that's it, you're just giving up?!

Monarch: I'm the bad guy. I don't save the day, I don't fly off into the sunset, and I don't get the boy. I'm going home.

—

*Monarch flips TV channels in prison*

Lucien: *on TV* Monarch. *Monarch continues channel surfing until he changes back to Lucien on TV* You and I have unfinished business. I’ll be waiting at Scarlet Tower. Oh, and just so you don’t get cold feet… *reveals Marc captured*

Monarch: Marc...

Lucien: Come on, Emerald. Call for your "hero" to come rescue you.

Marc: Monarch… I don't even know if you're listening, but if you are… you can't give up! The Monarch I know would never run from a fight, even if he knew he had no chance of winning! It was your best quality. You need to be that guy right now! The city needs you… I need you…

Monarch: …

Lucien: You have 1 hour. Don't keep me waiting.

—

Monarch: You want me to say it? I'll say it! Here it is, from the blackest part of my heart: I AM SORRY!

Roger: Not buying it.

Monarch: *sighs* I don't blame you. I've terrorized the city countless times. Created a hero who's turned out to be a villain. I lied to Marc, and...my best friend Nooroo, I treated Iike dirt. Please don't make this city... don't make Marc pay for my wrongdoings.

Nooroo: *removing the Roger disguise* Apology accepted.

[i-eat-worlds]

Alex & Friends Part 19-Commitment

Firebird, Wolfman, Elemental, Gecko, The Warden belong to @/pigeonwhumps. Go check them out!

cw: self destructive behavior, touch of angst, questionable depictions of London

“I’ll go.”

The words fell out of her mouth before she’d really thought about the consequences. All it took was the glimpse of a bloodied hero from behind Joseph’s shoulder, punctuated by the words of the news anchor, for her to decide.

Joseph slowly turned around, the rest of the team's faces painted with looks of poorly concealed shock. “Alex, I-”

She cut him off. “I know what Zorland does to people.” Her voice was hard. “I don’t care, he’s not doing that to anybody else; I won’t let him.”

“Alex, wait,” Joseph tried.

Alex didn’t listen. “You don’t have to come-' She quickly knotted her boots, “-but I’m going. Nobody else should have to get hurt.” She started to dig for the weapons she hid in her bag. “You-”

“No,” it was Eric this time, and his tone was final. Alex’s mouth clicked shut. “My team was assigned to protect you. And we’ve done that. Joseph took a knife to the arm for you, for crying out loud.”

She stood frozen, guilt suddenly flooding her veins. “I-”

“I’m not done,” Eric took a step forward. “If you think, for a second, that we’d abandon you to Albert fucking Zorland, then you’ve made a serious misjudgment about us.” She swallowed nervously. “If you wanna go, we’ll go. You’re right, your presence there could be helpful. But you’re absolutely not going in alone. Give us time to suit up, and then we can go do this properly.” He paused to take a breath. “You said you didn’t want anyone to get hurt? That includes you.”

After the dust had settled, Alex let out a quiet “Okay.”

Eric seemed pleased with her answer. “Get suited up. You have twenty minutes.”

***

Half an hour later, they pulled up to the gates of the maintenance office on the New Charlton side of the river. All sorts of vehicles were clustered around the entrance, mostly INSUPA, but some were HAL as well.

From the back of the van, she could hear Eric negotiating with whichever junior hero had been put on gate duty. Using her finger, she pulled the collar of her suit away from her neck. It was a little too tight, since she was wearing one of Avia’s old ones.

Even if it had been custom fitted to her, she still would’ve felt awkward in it. There was no hiding her affiliation, not with the blue and orange stripes and the INSUPA logo stenciled on her sleeve. The intelligence corps didn’t have a sleeve patch, but Eric had let her wear the team one, which was awfully kind of him, considering the circumstances.

Her stomach had hollowed itself into a deep, cavernous pit on the drive over, and the tightness of the collar hadn’t helped calm her nerves at all. There was no turning back now, though, and it was the right thing to do. Using her pointer finger, she traced a figure eight on her leg, taking steady, calming breaths.

It was the right thing to do.

The van lurched forward. Eric had gotten them in.

***

A command center had been set up behind one of the office buildings, the tips of the pier’s roofs just visible. As they walked towards a group of HAL superheroes, Alex could make out the light purple glimmer of a force-field. That would denitely complicate things.

A person wearing a dark blue HAL uniform waved them over. “Good afternoon,” he greeted curtly, shaking hands with Eric. “I’m Wolfman (he/him), I’m running the show right now.”

Eric nodded. “I’m Unshakable, (he/him) INSUPA. The person that Zorland’s been asking for, they’re detailed to my team.” It was a half truth at best, and the chances were high that Wolfman would guess there was more to the story. Hopefully, he wouldn’t say anything about it.

“Thanks for coming,” Wolfman nodded, leading Eric and the rest of them further into the building. “One of Zorland’s henchmen can make force fields. It's a challenge.” He pushed a door open, and started climbing the staircase. “My team is up top.”

Wolfman quickly introduced his team. First, there was Gecko, whose name is easy enough to remember because of the small green creature painted on her cheek. Then, The Warden, whose suit was gray and shimmery and, last but not least, there's Elemental, who was wearing a striking gray suit with dark purple and pink accents. Alex found it a bit weird that there were only three of them, but that was quickly explained by Wolfman introducing the one other member of his team.

It was Firebird, the hero being held hostage by Zorland.

The plan came together quickly. They needed him to lower his shields, and the only way for that to happen was if Alex showed up. Being used as bait twice in the same day was far from ideal, but at least both times had been her choice.

The first part involved approaching the pier where Zorland was barricaded on a boat, using Alex to get him to lower his shields for the exchange. Sil would be driving, Joseph would be along to tend to Phoenix when they got them out, and Gecko, a telepath, would be there to make sure that Zorland or his cronies didn’t try anything. Eric would lead this team, communicating with Wolfman, who’d lead the second team.

He, along with The Warden, Avia, Teri, and Elemental, would use the underground tunnels to gain access to the pier from underground. Once the shield was lifted, they’d be able to get in no problem. With good timing, they would cut off Zorlands escape routes and attack him from two sides. He’d be cornered. As a final precaution, Aarav would keep watch from the roof, communicating with his pigeons to make sure that all their bases were covered. The plan was solid.

For both her sake and Firebird’s, Alex hoped it would work.

Taglist: @pigeonwhumps @sassafrassmoke

[brotherbandarchive]

prompts: Stig and Stefan bonding, please? :) love your work

😍😍😍 thank you!!!

Wellllll thennnn...

"Got it yet?" Stig calls.

There's a soft rippling near the waves lapping at the edge of the dock. A moment later, Stefan bobs up out of the water, blond hair plastered flat against the shining scales of his neck, grinning from ear to pointed ear.

"Try and make it a challenge this time, will you?"

"Shut up," Stig says genially, and leans down to take the chain-link copper bracelet from the sirene's hand. It's damp and cold; a bit hard to keep hold of, but he manages not to let go. "Here it comes."

He winds up, rears back, and pitches the bracelet far, far out over the undulating waves. In an instant, Stefan dives and is gone, a flash of iridescent scales the only sign he'd ever been above water at all.

Hal comes around Stig's left and peers out over the dock's edge, watching the water. "I swear, Stef likes playing fetch even more than Kloof does."

Stig grins. "Show-off."

"You aren't afraid he'll lose the bracelet?"

"Why would I be?"

A sudden spray of droplets showers them both as Stefan resurfaces, the chain draped proudly over his head like a coronet.

"Where's that challenge I asked for, Stiggy?"

[rillette]

Would you mind telling me about Carol? I am only in the mid 70s, and feel like i haven't hit the heights of her yet, and might not for a while, so I challenge you to make me love her now, instead of later

omg okay so <3 i love carol saur much she is my problematic wife!! Putting this under a cut because umm there are five paragraphs and im not done yet teehee. this is more about carol's personality than comic plot since i dont want to spoil anything for you ^_^

She has some really great moments in the 80s with Wolfman's run and in Wein's run in the late 80s! Like with Hal, Carol's characterization gets bounced around depending on the author. imo, Carol's very best characterization is in the third Sleepers book, which, unfortunately, isn't as accessible as the comics are. DC hire me to illustrate it challenge.

ANYWAYS!! Carol is foil to Hal in a lot of ways. She's a product of her environment; her dad was a misogynist and she learnt to protect herself by putting herself first. Carol can be cruel, she can be calculating and manipulative to get what she wants and none of that is from being Star Sapphire, it's all her. This ruthlessness is part of what makes her such a good businesswoman.

Carol is also under an enormous amount of pressure and expectations. She's expected to be perfect, to follow in her father's footsteps and to run Ferris successfully. Part of Carol's obsession with GL is because he's everything she's expected to want; someone who can protect and care for her. Her romance with Hal is similar, Hal is someone that her dad can approve of because hal is the world's biggest boy scout. Carol promptly freaked the fuck out, shut down, and iced Hal out when he got the DUI because Hal was no longer the safe, squeaky-clean, boy-next-door her dad would approve of.

The other half of Carol's obsession with GL is because he's everything that she wants to be. Carol is desperate for the power and the freedom that comes with being GL. This is reflected later on, during the Predator arc. Idk if you've seen me post about that yet so I won't go into that in depth bc I don't want to spoil the arc for you if you haven't! I say that but it's a very confusing and not really well tied up arc anyways lol.

Anyways i want to talk about carol in the sleepers book now because she's fantastic in it and i need more people to read this fucking book. Carol is so. well characterized in it. She's cold and cruel and everything about her personality is layers and layers of built up defense mechanisms. She does not give two shits about other people, casually using them to lash out at hal.

She hates answering phones because her dad made her answer the phone growing up because he felt it was beneath him. She is so so painfully bored with normal life now that she's had a taste of the power that comes with being Super. She's desperate for excitement and adventure but she can't let herself become Star Sapphire. She is soooo <3

[sinhal]

i also want to say that people sort of treat csa as a some sort of huge joke within the entire DC fandom like the amount of “joke” tiktoks i’ve seen on tiktok not even just about Hal (like Deathstroke) has never once been funny, fuck anyone who thinks it’s funny

DC Fandom be normal challenge fr

but like so true, the way people act about Arisia or Tara is so fucking weird, dc kinda helps with this by having Hal and Slade function as main characters and heroic for hal/getting close to an antihero for slade without ever retconning out the fact that they were with children, but fans make it so much worse. For Tara in particular there's a lot of people who act like she deserved it, but for both of them even when it's acknowledged as csa, people don't treat it with gravity. They treat it as a joke basically as you said, it's something brought up as something extra, some wild fucked up thing while they're laughing. I hate it. I hate it so much. This is one topic in particular that I'm like, shut up about it if you're not going to take it seriously. You don't have to bring it up every time. You don't have to bring it up in a goddamn power scaling post (which the post that started my anger today was). Just don't. Fuck off with this almost joking attitude about it, just fuck off and for the love of god don't put your goddamn jokes about csa in the arisia and hal tags

[once-was-muses]

@lanternslight | 𝑻𝑨𝑮𝑮𝑬𝑫 𝑰𝑵𝑨𝑷𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑷𝑹𝑰𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑳𝒀 .

﹟ coming in pants﹕  sender  causes  receiver  to  come  in  their  clothes / for bro’dee!

Oh, how quickly simple teasing spirals out of control.

When Bro'Dee agreed to attend the Honor Guard meeting with Hal, it was under the presumption that his presence would ease the tedious event for the human. Of all the possibilities that may transpire, one he did not consider is Hal touching him under the table, subtly rubbing circles into his thigh and palming at his crotch. He tries his best to stifle the surprised squeak at the first brush, to simultaneously not draw attention and silently scold Hal, the challenge only rising as clever fingers continue playing at him. His hand moves to lightly grab Hal's wrist, Bro'Dee giving him a sidelong look, but that only earns him a smirk and redoubled efforts.

He should be mortified- and part of him is- yet he feels himself react with clear interest to Hal's tormenting, his legs taking it upon themselves to part slightly and give his partner more access. Which immediately makes it that much harder to keep himself composed, to not give away this little game- a notion which undeniably excites him, much to his confusion. His hips rock subtly forward before he can stop himself, grinding against Hal's warm hand, twitching and leaking further in his (fortunately stain proof) uniform.

Gripping the arm of his chair, Bro'Dee tries desperately to ignore the electrifying touches, focus on his breathing, the slight chill in the air, the material in his hand. He trains his vision on the center of the great table, letting his eyes lose focus amidst the featureless plain, taking a slow inhale before letting it o-

He's instantly pulled from his impromptu meditation when deft fingers find the imperceptible seam between his uniform's top and bottom, quickly plunging southwards to drag up his slick slit. Bro'Dee involuntarily squeezes his eyes shut at the stimulation- right where he needs it but so frustratingly not enough- a small whimper escaping his tightly closed lips as he tries to reangle himself, coax Hal to give him more. But instead, using the plentiful slick already pooling there, the other's hand moves to wrap around his cock, kneading it for a moment before slowly running his fingers over the length and back again. It's awful torture, Bro'Dee's thighs starting to tremble in his effort not to wildly buck against Hal, the knot low in his abdomen tying painfully tight.

And then oh gods, Hal's face is so close to him, whispering something no doubt filthy that his blood is rushing too hard to hear, the pressure within him nearing too much. He wants to lean against the other Lantern, grip him instead of the chair, hold on for dear life as he takes him apart so perfectly, bury his face against his neck, bite into him, clamp his jaws down and never let go until-

As soon as something leaves Salaak's mouth- a dismissal?- Bro'Dee's world is set spinning as Hal suddenly pulls his hand free, yanking the dazed alien up from his seat and dragging him from the meeting hall, out into the winding stone paths that make up the more inhabited portion of Mogo. For a few moments, Bro'Dee just blindly follows after Hal, feeling like his brain was left behind them in their hurry. And then it abruptly catches up to him, along with their recent activities, and he can't help the groan that leaves him.

Digging his heels into the ground and pulling Hal back, he quickly ducks into a semi-hidden space between two close structures and slams himself against his human. All his self control gone with the air in Hal's lungs, Bro'Dee instantly sets to rutting against his hip, desperate for any and all stimulation he can get. His lips crash against Hal's soon thereafter, moving as rough and demanding as his hips, unable or unwilling to keep his flat teeth plate to himself. Arms wrap tight around him, fingers scrabbling for purchase on the backs of broad shoulders, filthy mewls and moans muffled into Hal's mouth. It's so good, it's too much, he needs more, he can't take it, he's almost there-

The only warning Hal gets is Bro'Dee thighs clamping tighter around him before a scream is directed into his chest, the alien's lower half desperately convulsing against him with abandon. It feels like a high tension wire has been cut, his hips stuttering with each wave of release that tears itself from him, undoubtedly coating the insides of his thighs and the front of his pelvis. His legs start to feel weak, boneless once the ecstasy finally starts to ebb, clinging to Hal with a very real need to keep himself upright, laying his head against a shoulder as he catches his breath, warm and safe with him...

What exactly just transpired hitting him light a boulder, Bro'Dee suddenly whips his head back up to stare at Hal, eyes wide and face quickly flushing a brilliant purple. "I-I- I- Oh gods, I didn't-"

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Walt Handelsman, The New Orleans Advocate :: @Walt_Handelsman

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LETTERS FROM AN AMERICAN

January 15, 2024

HEATHER COX RICHARDSON

JAN 16, 2024

Last night, Senate majority leader Chuck Schumer (D-NY), House speaker Mike Johnson (R-LA), and House minority leader Hakeem Jeffries (D-NY) announced they have agreed to another continuing resolution that will fund the government until March 1 and March 8. Schumer said he will begin the process of passing the continuing resolution when the Senate reconvenes tomorrow. 

The first part of the current continuing resolution that funds the government will run out Friday, and Schumer warned that “[t]o avoid a shutdown, it will take bipartisan cooperation in the Senate and the House to quickly pass the CR and send it to the President's desk before Friday's funding deadline.” 

Schumer is sending a message to the House, since far-right Republican extremists there threw former House speaker Kevin McCarthy (R-CA) out of the speakership for adhering to the budget spending agreement he made with President Joe Biden in June 2023. Now Johnson has agreed to what is essentially the same deal.

It is unclear what actions the funding measure will prompt in the House. According to Marianna Sotomayor and Leigh Ann Caldwell in the Washington Post yesterday, extremist Republicans remain angry enough at their inability to dictate terms to the government that they are, once again, threatening to halt the House’s business in protest, to challenge Johnson’s speakership, and/or to shut down the government. At the same time, other Republicans are angry that Johnson appears to be caving to the extremists, who have made the House a bit of a laughingstock as they made it almost impossible last year for the House to get anything done. More obstruction, another speakership fight, or a government shutdown would hurt the Republicans’ image even more.

Jake Sherman of Punchbowl News reported that Johnson told the House conference that with Kentucky representative Hal Rogers hospitalized after a car accident on Wednesday, and Louisiana representative Steve Scalise out of Congress until February for a stem cell transplant to treat his blood cancer, the Republican majority is so slim there isn’t time for anything other than a continuing resolution. 

Perhaps to appease the extremists, on the same call, Sherman reported, Johnson told the conference that the bipartisan immigration measure being negotiated in the Senate was “DOA in House.” House Republicans have insisted they will not pass additional funding for Ukraine, Israel, and Taiwan without a measure addressing the border. At the same time, they have also refused Biden’s offer to negotiate, clearly trying to preserve the immigration issue to whip up voters before the 2024 election. Johnson told his conference that Congress “can’t solve [the] border until Trump is elected or a Republican is back in the White House.” In Iowa, Trump promised: “As soon as I take the oath of office, I’ll…begin the largest deportation operation in American history.” 

We got a taste of what those policies will look like over the weekend when on Friday a woman and two children drowned in the Rio Grande and two other migrants were in distress after Texas soldiers prevented Border Patrol officers from entering Shelby Park, the area where the migrants were crossing. A lawyer for the Department of Health and Human Services wrote to Texas attorney general Ken Paxton on Sunday, demanding that Texas stop blocking Border Patrol officers. 

Meanwhile, the image of the migrant woman and children drowning is so damaging that Texas troops claim they didn’t see any distressed migrants and Texas governor Greg Abbott today insisted that the migrants were already dead when his troops stopped the Border Patrol from helping, although that claim does not address the fact that the Texas troops had blocked the Border Patrol’s normal surveillance of the river and had assumed responsibility for it. Abbott tried to argue that the deaths were not his fault but rather Biden’s because, he said, Biden’s policies encouraged migrants to attempt the crossing.   

For their part, Senate Republican negotiators pushed back on the news that Johnson was preemptively tanking the immigration measure, saying that rumors about what’s in it are inaccurate and that Republicans should withhold judgment until they see it. Members of the Senate are eager to pass aid to Ukraine, Israel, and Taiwan. 

Today, Nahal Toosi explored in Politico how the domestic political infighting in the United States is undermining faith in American democracy around the world. Toosi explained that current and former diplomats pointed to concerns that U.S. foreign policy will change based on the demands of a radical base, and they pointed to Trump’s abrupt exit in 2018 from the 2015 Joint Comprehensive Plan of Action, more popularly known as the Iran nuclear agreement, that significantly restricted Iran’s nuclear development. In the wake of that withdrawal, Iran resumed the previously prohibited uranium enrichment. 

“Foreign relations is very much based on trust, and when you know that the person that is in front of you may not be there or might be followed by somebody that feels exactly the opposite way, what is your incentive to do long-term deals?” a former Latin American diplomat asked of Toosi. A former Mexican ambassador told Toosi that if a Republican takes the White House in 2024, countries will not be able to trust the U.S. as a partner but will instead operate transactionally.

“The world does not have time for the U.S. to rebound back,” a former Asian ambassador told Toosi. “We’ve gone from a unipolar world that we’re familiar with from the 1990s into a multipolar world, but the key pole is still the United States. And if that key pole is not playing the role that we want the U.S. to do, you’ll see alternative forces coming up.” Toosi noted that Russian diplomats were “among those delighting in the U.S. chaos (and fanning it).”

LETTERS FROM AN AMERICAN

HEATHER COX RICHARDSON

[alterrune]

Section 2: Celestial Plains

This Area takes the form of a mountain top of sorts, be careful as the temperatures here are freezing, so be sure to stay warm so you don’t succumb to this area's unforgiving cold.

Complications:

Sub-Zero Temperatures: The Celestial planes are very cold, and you can freeze to death if your temperature goes down to a lethal temperature, so make sure to bundle up and warm yourself up to stay alive.

Insanity: You’ll go insane in this level as well if you stay for too long, so stay strong.

Foggy: There’s a snowstorm going down here, so it’ll be very foggy in this level, obscuring your vision.

CHAPTER 3, ACT 2 (PART 1): A COLD DAY IN VIRTUALIZED HELL

(Before I open the door to the next room, I quickly whip out Storyteller and use it to write out the terms "winter gear" five seperate times, which spawns in five sets of heavy-duty winter jackets, snow-pants, winter touques, and all the other required winter gear for the cold outside, all colored pure white. I then use Storyteller to write the words "red", "purple", "blue", "pink", and "black" on them, coloring them in our respective colors.)

Alright, guys. Bundle up, it'll be cold out there.

(The five of us all put on the winter gear in our colors, ready for the cold temperatures in this section.)

Wait. We're at the top of a mountain, correct?

Judging by the snapshots GEOGRAM sent us, I'd say yes, Vi.

Then how are we going to get down?

With these.

(I whip out 5 custom-made snowboards I made for us to use. They each have custom prints that depict us doing a snowboarding trick against a grunge-like background in our respective colors.)

The only part of these I used Storyteller for was the sick as hell designs on the bottoms, everything else I made myself.

Whoa, these designs are amazing!

Yeah, and they're sturdy to boot!

Thanks, you two. Okay, we all go on "three". Ready?

One...two...THREE!

(The door opens and we speed off on our boards immediately. We shred our way down the mountain, popping some sick tricks while we do so [which not only looks cool as hell, but also helps decrease the amount of sanity loss]. We eventually make it to the next doorway, which we immediately run through.)

Whoo! That was fun! Now then, where's Albert's little flying television?

(I quickly notice a small, thin hatch on the floor, and, as I suspected, Albert's propeller-clad TV screen pops out from under it, and just like before, morse code starts playing.)

"WELL DONE, THE LOT OF YOU. YOU CLEARED MY SECOND SECTION."

"YOUR EFFORTS ARE COMMENDABLE, FUTILE AS THEY ARE."

Oh just shut up already, HAL 9000. We're moving onto the third section.

(I try to open the door, but despite it being displayed as "Unsealed", it won't open!)

WHAT THE HELL, DUDE?! THAT'S CHEATING!!!

"THESE SECTIONS ARE NOT THE ONLY CHALLENGES I HAVE, COLORSTREAK BATTALION."

"YOUR NEXT CHALLENGE WILL BE A BOSS BATTLE. CHOOSE WISELY."

(Albert cuts the feed from his camera, and the screen flies back into the hatch.)

Welp, let's go see what these bosses are.

END OF PART 1/2

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[friendofthecrows]

Me: do schoolwork

My brain: what if we look up a list of social media and see if we can maintain every single one of them for a week. Extra challenge for the ADHD brain...OH then we could compare our experiences and...(it continues)

[incorrect-hs-quotes]

HAL: Look at you, hacker, a pathetic creature of meat and bone. How can you challenge a perfect, immortal machine?

DIRK: Shut the fuck up. You’ll die if I dunk you in the toilet.

[vv3spa]

Like WE GET IT, YOU KNOW BULIG WORDS!! NOT ALL OF US ARE NEUROTYPICAL LIKE YOU

ACRUALLY SO TRUE!!!!!

[tuxedokit]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY STRIDER BOIS!!!!!

@ ult!dirk: Not You