#inject deimos

[thecreaturecodex]

Drain Deimos

Image © Capcom, accessed at the Resident Evil Wiki here

[Sponsored by @coldbloodassassin. The drain deimos got a significant overhaul in its abilities between RE3 and the recent remake. So I wrote a whole monster before double checking the sponsor's post, and finding that they wanted the other one! So I've included both. The original one is what I'm using the picture for, and is the main stat block, and the remake version is a variant. And gets a new name since it's not doing as much draining anymore.]

Drain Deimos CR 5 CE Aberration This creature appears something like a grotesquely mutated insect, warped into human size and humanoid proportions. It has six limbs, the four upper with two hooked claws and the lowest pair with three. It has four eyes surrounding a pair of mandibles and a sharp proboscis, and exposed muscle appears between rents in its exoskeleton.

A drain deimos is a mutant flea, permanently altered by exposure to fleshwarping toxins and diseases. They are almost never created intentionally—a mundane flea that feeds on fleshwarped creatures may mutate in such a way that its larvae will develop into drain deimoses over several generations, and a giant flea may transform into such a horror spontaneously. Drain deimoses are not as skilled at jumping as their progenitor species, but make up for it with skilled climbing abilities.

Drain deimoses feed on both blood and spinal fluid, and the more intelligent a prey item is, the more valuable it is seen as a food source. As such, drain deimoses prefer to attack humanoids than animals, and often go after wizards, bards or other individuals with higher than average intelligence. In prey-rich areas, like cities, drain deimoses will often gather in groups, but they do not cooperate with each other when hunting.

A drain deimos is parthenogenetic, making and fertilizing its own eggs. Thus, a single monster can rapidly multiply to create dozens of monsters in a matter of months.

Variant Drain Deimos An inject deimos is a further mutation of the drain deimos, in which the proboscis has become an ovipositor. Rather than sucking up spinal fluid, an inject deimos inserts its eggs into its host’s body, which devour it rapidly from the inside. Rather than pinning a single victim and drinking them dry, an inject deimos’ strategy usually involves grabbing, implanting and moving on quickly. An inject deimos has the negative energy affinity defensive ability, and the following special attack instead of brain drain and smell brains: Implant (Ex) An inject deimos can insert its young into a grappled opponent as part of the action to maintain a grapple. A creature can resist this implantation with a successful DC 17 Fortitude save. If it fails this save, it takes 3d6 points of slashing and piercing damage each round as the young eat it from the inside. A remove disease or similar effect purges the infestation automatically and without further harm. A cure spell cast on the victim, or a DC 25 Heal check made as a full round action, removes the parasites, but nauseates the host for 1 round unless the host succeeds another DC 17 Fortitude save. The save DC is Constitution based.

Drain Deimos        CR 5 XP 1,600 CE Medium aberration (fleshwarp) Init +5; Senses darkvision 60 ft., Perception +7, smell brains Defense AC 18, touch 16, flat-footed 12 (+5 Dex, +1 dodge, +2 natural) hp 59 (7d8+28) Fort +6, Ref +7, Will +7 DR 5/bludgeoning Offense Speed 40 ft., climb 30 ft. Melee 4 claws +10 (1d4+2 plus grab) Special Attacks blood drain (1d3 Con), brain drain (1d6 Int) Statistics Str 14, Dex 21, Con 18, Int 5, Wis 14, Cha 4 Base Atk +5; CMB +10 (+14 vs. grapple); CMD 25 Feats Agile Maneuvers, Defensive Combat Training, Dodge, Weapon Finesse Skills Acrobatics +14 (+18 when jumping), Climb +24, Perception +7, Stealth +10; Racial Modifiers +4 Acrobatics, +16 Climb Languages Common (cannot speak) SQ catfall, expert climber Ecology Environments any land and underground Organization solitary, pair or infestation (3-18) Treasure incidental Special Abilities Brain Drain (Ex) If a drain deimos pins an opponent, it deals 1d6 points of Intelligence damage each round it drains blood. A creature reduced to 0 Con or 0 Int from this ability dies. Catfall (Ex) A drain deimos takes minimum damage from falling, and always lands on its feet. Expert Climber (Ex) A drain deimos’ racial bonus on Climb checks is +16, and it can climb smooth or vertical surfaces, or on ceilings, as if it was under the effects of a spider climb spell. Smell Brains (Ex) A drain deimos can detect creatures with functioning brains within 30 feet. This functions as the scent monster quality, except that it can only be used to detect creatures with a physical brain (which eliminates most constructs, elementals, oozes and plants, but includes some corporeal undead). A drain deimos can also detect which creatures have higher or lower Intelligence scores.

[nevadancitizen]

moved house recently and the movers literally destroyed my insect display case and the specimens inside so i drew the sillies with the insects i think would represent them best to soothe the pain. explanation below the cut (be warned, it’s long and so so fucking nerdy)

(+ sanford bombardier beetle follow-up)

okay so first is doc with a madagascar hissing cockroach. despite cultural connotations, cockroaches are some of the smartest insects (up there with bees, wasps, and termites (which they share an order with — blattodea)), and doc is nothing if not the brains of SQ. madagascar hissing cockroaches are some of the few insects that stay with their offspring for a long while, therefore protecting them. doc is also protective of his men in a somewhat similar fashion, albeit from a distance and behind a cold, stern demeanor. also these roaches can’t fly, and doc can’t drive. there’s a joke in there somewhere but i can’t find it.

then we’ve got hank with an assassin bug. there’s not really any notable species within the family, so it’s just supposed to be a general insect within reduviidae (but not an ectoparasite). some assassin bugs transmit chagas disease, which is mostly always unwanted and detrimental, much like hank’s presence to anyone outside of SQ (or within the SQ, because hank’s loyalty mostly just faults to his own bloodlust). assassin bugs also have one of the most painful insect bites but, unlike hank, they use chemicals (injected via proboscis) to induce pain rather than ripping and tearing. still, the end result is the same.

obviously, what else would sanford have other than a hercules beetle? they’re one of the strongest insects (as evidenced by the horns on their head and prothorax), and sanford is, unarguably, the strongest grunt of the SQ. male hercules beetles use their horns to grapple and fight (both for territory and mates), and sanford also uses very melee-heavy tactics while fighting. they also use their horns to leverage and throw their opponents, and sanford uses his hook with similar tactics. these beetles are very hardy (due to their exoskeleton and hardened elytra) just like sanford, despite his usual lack of clothing and armor.

lastly, there’s deimos and the australian tiger beetle. they’re known as the fastest species of tiger beetle (up to 9 km/h or 5.6 mph) and — not sure if this is canon or a universally accepted headcanon — deimos is the fastest grunt of the SQ. these beetles run so fast and hunt so aggressively that their sensory system literally can’t keep up and their eyes shut off, so they have to stop often (for just a fraction of a second) to regain their faculties, which gives their prey several chances to escape. this reflects in deimos through his jokey demeanor and tendency to not take things seriously until it’s too late. thankfully, the australian tiger beetle is only listed as “near threatened” on the red list, unlike deimos, who is totally fucking dead.

thank you for coming to my ted talk which is just me smushing my two special interests together like a child mixing play-doh

[isaackuo]

So, I was browsing Atomic Rockets and came across the idea of spraying instant landing pads by injecting stuff into the lander’s exhaust:

https://www.projectrho.com/public_html/rocket/landing.php#instapad1

This is relevant to a pet ISRU idea I have for CO/LOX+regolith dust propellant, mining Deimos for regolith dust and using its momentum to gather CO2 while aeroscooping to low Mars orbit.

If you dump the dust overboard, the CO/LOX lacks “oomph”, but injecting it into the exhaust gives you nice performance. Good enough to supply a deliver drone to Earth orbit as well as for the mining drone to get back to Deimos (completing the cycle).

[standingonnewgrounds]

So I saw Chaser.fla recently and I had to do this. Maybe I should write up something about his species in this AU.

…

Name: Chaser.fla

Species: Inner demon (Yes, this links to a Wikipedia page of a kids’ show about karate ‘bugmen’ and inner demons. I swear this will make sense.)

Age: uh… 5? (Physically) mid-40s (mentally)

Pronouns: Doesn’t really think about it. Probably he/they, though.

Height: Same as Hank. (3'6 for grunt form, 6'2 if transformed into a human)

Sexuality: He doesn’t care about that either, but it is safe to assume that he’s asexual.

Birthday: Technically September 22, but he decided on October 13th, the day he first manifested with a form of his own.

Headcanons

The events of the Chaser.fla animation was all a dream he inflicted on Hank one day. While the events aren’t real, Chaser is.

He doesn’t have a physical body. He only exists in Hank’s mind.

Acts like a mix of Tricky psychopathic cheerfulness, and Hank’s ‘grumpy uncle’ vibe, for some reason. Hank speculates that he acts like Tricky to mess with him and his C-PTSD. (Rude!)

Chaser is born from the repressed compassion of his host. He stayed dormant as Hank repressed those emotions.

Yes, despite how he looks and acts, he is Hank’s compassion.

When Hank finally faces those emotions head on instead of hiding behind a barrier, it’s when Chaser manifested for real.

Why is somebody who represents compassion torturing his host?

He is angry that he was hidden deep within his host’s mind. That, and… well, look at the consequences section.

And since he’s not repressed anymore, he can cause as much havoc as he wants within their psyche.

He torments Hank every single day by giving him nightmares where he beats him up.

If he doesn’t appear, then that’s just a normal-ass nightmare.

Alongside edgy stuff, Chaser likes cute things.

Probably a demon in the same vein as Sonic.exe.

No, Kamen Rider Revice has nothing to do with the headcanons.

Consequences (AU exclusive info), however…

Consequences

Considering the nature of sapient demons in Revice being born because of a certain gene, and Hank not getting that gene (because that gene that makes inner demons sapient is in Japan, not America) in this AU, what happened instead is that it’s some weird-ass glitch in the matrix that materialized him into sapience.

Or maybe that hooded figure that appeared in a split second on that animation injected that gene while he was asleep.

Btw, he’s the same type of demon as the inner demons of Revice, so Hank can use the drivers in the show to safely transform.

The reason for him tormenting Hank is because he wanted to teach them a lesson.

But since he has already regretted his mistakes, thus has already learned his lesson, it’s kind of pointless.

Not that it stopped him.

Yeah, he’s that mad for being isolated in a corner of Hank’s mind.

To the point where he lost his way, thinking that Hank is a complete sociopath, and nothing more.

Perhaps that would lead to Hank finding out the Igarashi family and their history of inner demons.

Yeah. Hank moves there temporarily to deal with his demon problem. Probably after the events of Revice depending on how it goes.

Because he has the same gene as the Igarashi family (barring the mother) and know how these kinds of demons work, they decided to find a way to pacify Chaser and convince him that revenge won’t truly satisfy him.

Chaser isn’t Hank’s sadism, after all.

He surprisingly gets along with Lovkov, of all people.

One day, Hank talked about his mistakes to Sanford and Deimos and how it kept him up at night again.

Chaser is confused. He thought that Hank is a sociopath with no compassion whatsoever.

Not realizing that his existence proves that Hank does.

Perhaps one day, he will realize. Preferably after taking a nice bath in the Igarashis’ spa house.

Yes, Kamen Rider Revice is canon in this AU. No, I will not be making an FNF mod about this. No, I’m not tagging this post as such.

[samariadrake]

Hank j wimbleton x reader chapter 1

(female reader)

[information: female y/n used to be a scientist for the A.A.H.W. lab but she quit because she does not like to experiment on innocent grunts because she got herself injected by a syringe that turned her into a female version of sans the skeleton, so she can change into a skeleton and human form if she wants to]

picture what female y/n's skeleton form looks like

{quick note: before i start the first chapter in the story her two brothers in the story are sans and papyrus}

female y/n's pov

i hate the agency so fucking much!!!!

i thought to myself as i left the A.A.H.W. building for good but i ran into someone without looking where i was going.

are you ok?

someone asked me.

yes, i am.... but the A.A.H.W. made me do experiments that i hate doing to innocents so i quit working for auditor!

i yelled.

how about you join the anti A.A.H.W. team?

the person asked me.

sure.

i said.

btw, i'm hank j. wimbleton.

the person who is hank j. wimbleton told me his name.

nice to meet you hank, i'm female y/n, i was experimented by one of the A.A.H.W. scientists, after i disobeyed to experiment on grunts, so i am a skeleton experiment but i can change to my skeleton, or my human form.

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Hank j. wimbleton's pov

so her name is female y/n, what a pretty name.

i thought to myself.

female y/n, do you have powers if you are a skeleton?

i asked her.

yes.

she answered me.

what powers do you have?

i asked her.

i can summon bones, i can move anyone by looking at the person's soul, i can summon gaster blasters, and i can even teleport.

she told me.

i forgot to bring my motorcycle.

i thought to myself.

can you teleport the both of us to the base?

i asked her.

sure, just grab my hand.

she told me as i did as she said as she teleported us both at the anti A.A.H.W. base.

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sanford's pov

someone teleported to the base,

i saw it was hank and a girl who is a skeleton experiment when i opened the door to let them in.

hank, is that female y/n the skeleton experiment?

i asked him.

yes, it is.

hank answered me.

ok, me and deimos are her friends since childhood.

i told hank.

do you both know about her skeleton powers?

hank ask me.

yes, she told us her powers before we met you.

i told hank.

ok, tell deimos that female y/n joined our team!

hank told me.

ok, i will in the group chat.

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(The Childhood Friends Group Chat)

Sanford: deimos, female y/n joined our team!

Deimos: really?

Sanford: yes!

Deimos: i'm coming to where you guys are at!

Sanford: Alright.

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Deimos's pov

i walked to the room where sanford, and hank are at.

when i got there i saw female y/n and i gave female y/n a hug.

female y/n, i missed you.

i told her while i was hugging her.

i missed you too, deimos.

she told me as she is in her human form.

(btw this is female y/n the skeleton's human form)

You can stay in that form if you want.

i told her.

ok.

female y/n said.

2Bdamned, female y/n is back.

i said.

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2Bdamned's pov

2Bdamned, female y/n is back.

deimos said.

okay, i'm coming right now.

i told deimos as i walked into the room where deimos, hank, and sanford are at.

i saw female y/n there too.

grandpa, is that you?

female y/n asked me.

yes it is me!

i answered her.

i missed you.

she told me.

i missed you too.

i told her.

how are your brothers sans, and papyrus doing?

i asked her.

they're doing great.

she said.

that's good to hear.

i told her.

yeah it is.

she answered.

i will text sans to teleport to the anti A.A.H.W. base.

i told female y/n.

ok.

she said.

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(skeleton bros, female y/n and 2Bdamned's group chat)

2Bdamned: sans!

sans: yes, grandpa 2Bdamned?

2Bdamned: can you teleport to the anti A.A.H.W. base?

Sans: sure.

*2Bdamned and sans are offline*

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Sans's pov

papyrus, i'm teleporting to grandpa 2Bdamned.

i told papyrus.

ok, see you when you come back brother!

papyrus told me.

ok.

i said as i teleported to the anti A.A.H.W. base.

once i got there i knocked on the door and i said "knock knock"!

Who's there?

grandpa 2Bdamned said.

aren't you!

i said.

"aren't you" who?

he said.

aren't you gonna let your grandson in?

i said.

sans, is that you?

grandpa 2Bdamned asked me.

yep it's me.

i answered.

the door is unlocked.

he told me as he unlocked the door.

ok, thx!

i told him as i opened the door.

np.

he said.

sanford, deimos, and hank

come and meet female y/n's brother!

grandpa 2Bdamned said as the three got here!

doc, who's the skeleton?

the one i think is deimos asked grandpa 2Bdamned

about me.

this is sans, female y/n's brother!

grandpa said as he introduced them to me.

nice to meet you, sans!

deimos said.

nice to meet you too.

i told him.

is my sister dating anyone yet?

i asked grandpa.

nope.

he answered me.

ok.

i said.

nice to meet you, sans!

sanford and hank both said.

nice to meet you too!

i said.

i'm teleporting back to papyrus!

i said.

ok, be safe!

grandpa told me.

i will.

i said as i teleported back to papyrus.

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Hank j. wimbleton's pov

do i like female y/n?

i thought to myself.

i will get to know her before i confess to her!

i said in my head.

(a/n this is my first time doing a story)

[outhereinnevada]

Can I request something with Deimos and Sanford for when they find their (future) s/o in a lab/cell being experimented on, maybe they have wings or something, but exactly how is up to you.

Oooh! I love these types of requests! I'm on it anon!

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Experimental Rescue - Deimos x reader x Sanford

Another day in this horrible place. You don't even remember how many months you've been in the AAHW labs for, all you know is that the pain never stops, not even when you're resting.

As the thoughts of what they could possibly try on you next, the dreaded intercom buzzed.

"Patient #2002 s/o, to AAHW lab #2 for experimentation ASAP."

You sighed, knowing if you didn't comply they would punish you on the spot or worse, kill you. A couple of 1337 agents were waiting outside to escort you to the testing chambers, the agent behind you pressing his gun into your back to keep you moving forward.

"Get moving, we can't keep the Scientists and Engineers waiting for you."

You kept silent, knowing full well not to talk back. Eventually you made it to the lab, the agents shoving you into the testing chamber. Before you could recollect yourself, the Engineers grabbed your wrists and chained you to the wall.

"Begin test #1, trial of a new serum to be injected into the test subject."

Great, another serum. The other serums failed to do anything to you except leave a pain in your arm. A syringe was passed to one of the Scientists, a faintly glowing purple liquid swirled inside the tube. It gave you an uneasy feeling, like something would actually happen this time. You heard one of the agents speaking to an Engineer.

"$10 says this one doesn't die on the spot."

The agent having a smirk on his face hoping to win this cruel bet.

"Fine, but I bet this one will die like all the other subjects."

You shook in fear, you had seen so many other patients get hauled out in blood-soaked body bags, you did not wanna be another tally on that number. You pulled on your restraints hard hoping to escape.

"Patient #2002 is resisting, further restraint is required."

A sudden pain shot through your shoulder, a sedative dart was shot into you, you could feel the effects kicking in very quickly, your body slowing limping.

"Patient #2002 is sedated, continue testing quickly as the sedative will not last long."

They were damn right about that, the feeling in your arms was already returning. You were about to try moving again when they stuck the syringe into you, injecting the mysterious serum hoping to see results. You didn't feel anything for a couple of minutes, meanwhile the Scientists and Engineers in the room evacuated to the viewing booth to record any results.

"You think you did something? Ha, I don't feel a thi-"

Suddenly your body flared up in pain, your back, jaw and hands in particular taking the most pain. You tried to hold back your screams of pain and agony but couldn't.

"Take note of any special mutations in the patient, they could be used as a bio weapon in future defensive and offensive raids."

Your body became hot to the touch, your bones shifting and breaking, your back suddenly exploded in extreme pain. Looking behind you as best you could, big feathery wings curled around you along with a long lion-like tail brushing against your feet.

"Now that is something you don't see everyday. Now about that $10?"

The Engineer sighed and handed $10 to the agent, a childish grin plastered on the agent's face.

You could barely speak, the pain was just too much for you. Long, pointed claws grew where your nails once were and your teeth sharpened into strong, dagger-like fangs. The pain finally settled, you laid on the floor, you breathed heavily to recover from the transformation.

"Excellent, a beautiful creation. Send them to the containment unit so we can present them to the Auditor as a possible bio-weap-"

A loud explosion rattled the lab, the lights flickering in and out. You couldn't stay awake any longer and passed out.

You awoke to someone shaking your shoulder, gunfire and shouting in the background.

"Hey, hey get up! You need to get out of here! Let me help you up."

Your restraints were taken off your wrists and an arm wrapped around your shoulders.

"Hey Sanford! We good to go or-" A man wearing a visor and a cigarette in his mouth took one look at you, surprise clear on his face. He was about to speak but the one you assumed to be Sanford spoke up.

"No time Deimos, we gotta get out of here and get this one to 2B quick."

They led you to their truck outside, gunning down Agents and Engineers along the way, you were finally able to see the outside for once. Quickly sitting in the back of the truck, you rested your back against the truck, your wings and tail curling around you.

"Hey, what's your name? Considering we got you out of there. I'm Deimos, this is my friend Sanford."

He pointed to his bandana wearing, shirtless friend in the passenger seat who gave a quick wave as a hello. Your throat was incredibly dry but you managed to choke out your name.

"s/o...that's all I remember."

Your voice got little deeper due to the nature of your new form, you curled yourself further into a ball taking in the features of your body.

"Well s/o, we'll be taking you to the Anti-AAHW base to get you checked up by 2B to see if those scumbags did anything else to ya."

You couldn't help but give a fanged smile. Finally, some people that actually gave a shit about you. They pulled up to the base and led you inside. You immediately recognised the man that was on the AAHW posters, Hank. J. Wimbleton. He looked at you for moment before getting back to whatever he was doing. Entering 2B's space, the man in question turned to look at you.

"I'll take them from here boys, it shouldn't take too long."

Sanford and Deimos left you and 2B alone for a brief moment. The door reopens to find the doc with you behind him clutching your hands nervously.

"s/o will be fine, make sure they test out their new features so that they'll get used to them."

They nodded and took you outside so you can practice with your new appendages. Your wings took a lot to get used to, your tail usually stayed curled next to your legs and you tried a variety of meat and bones to see what you could crunch and chew through with your fangs.

Needless to say, they were amazed by you and before long they stuck to your side like glue.

Resting on the couch after a tiring mission, you couldn't help but express your gratitude to Deimos and Sanford for rescuing you.

"I can't thank you guys enough for helping me out of that lab that day. You've changed my life for the better."

You wrapped your wings around the two, pulling them into a loving cuddle. Both of them blushed, but snuggled into the warmth of your wings.

"Hey, no worries s/o. We're just happy to have you here."

"I couldn't imagine what they would've done to ya if we couldn't rescue you."

The three of you fell asleep with your wings tucked around them to keep them warm. Thus, a new relationship blossomed between you and them.

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This has to be the longest one I've ever written. Thank you anon for the request!

[erotophs]

Alright Madmess Combat Fandom(tm) time to explain this au

I call this one Hoffnar Finally Takes His ADHD Meds/hj and the basic plot is uhhhh

one day jebus comes to hank like "yo dude i need your help grave robbing" and hank is like "ill do ya one better" and juzt kills a bunch of guys and gives jeb the corpses. jeb is like "cool cool now i need your help with this project im working on. Get your dumbass roommates too this is Important[tm]" and hank is like "fine ig" bc he feels like he owes jeb a solid for that mercykill that one time

So they drivin! deimos asks what the fuck is up and jeb responds by shooting tricky, who was in the distance, with a fucking horse tranquiliser. everyones like "what the fuck" and jeb explains he found the fuckin. Arrberition Inhibiting Serum [the shit hofnarr was injecting in that new project nexus vid if its got a real name lemme know] which is basically adhd meds but bass boosted and The Deal With Hofnarr.

While tricky/hofnarr is out like a light jeb is like "we can Rebuild him" and ropes hank into helping make repairs w body parts from the grunts hank killed before waking hofnarr the fuck up w the Sauce[tm]

Something resembling hilarity ensues.

Tl:dr Jebus wants his husband back and does mad science to make this happen.

[sad-boy-hank]

Kso, [tucks hair behind ear] because i might be simping for an 8ft roided out humanization of mr. clean's dead grey ballsack (Mr. X). I'm just gonna ramble ab an resident evil mpn au real quick (I've only played 1 through 5 bare with me I Want to kiss vamp lady but im broke);

aahw starts out as a pharmaceutical company that decides they should prepare and strengthen the subject vessels before stuffing the s3lf energies back in but this ends up with rapidly mutating zeds roaming nevada. Phobos just sees it as potential personal bonuses for when he finally figures out how to apply it to Gestalt but without his crimes against grunt morality coming to bite him in the ass.

I don't have the heart to make Christoff or Hoffnar play the roles of Annette and William Birken as much as I'm in love with the idea of Tricky being a tyrant variant he's going to have to be his own feral case, likely trying to stop Crackpot from injecting himself with a bioweapon variety when having enough of a cat n mouse game with Sanford n Deimos (taking on roles of Claire and Leon, respectively).

Crackpot is selfish enough to take on the role of William Birken so he gets B.O.W. rights. as a treat.

Hank (Mr. X, my Detested. wasted too many grenades on him only to find out post chapter that you can't fucking kill him on the lower levels) is sent to destroy any lasting evidence of the Company's previous projects outside of making vaccines and cough medication, this includes the S.P.D. (I suck at coming up with names for the madcom universe so I just use actual places in nevada </3 sparks city police department, will not be based on the irl buildings though bc they don't fit the madcom aesthetic). Which deimos had just recently joined, the night of elimination being his first day. Now, Hank was going to kill him but Sanford got a lucky shot in and ended up shooting off the chip on the side of Hank's head that kept them on track with the Organization's orders. He doesn't ever forget his original orders and wants to complete them on his own but the moment San yells at them to drop Dei they listen. San took off the radio so he must be their new handler right? Now Sanford and Deimos have a B.O.W. that no so secretly wants to kill them but prioritizes their orders as long as it's never too off track from his original.

Sanford was just lookin to visit his family for the first time in forever, Deimos was just living his silly little life. Now they gotta worry about escaping a more than usually hostile environment and hopefully figure what the fuck is going on. If when they get out they're goin out for mcdonalds gil's.

In Christoff's mission to stop Phobo's projects from causing any more harm and attempting to find a way to cure Hoffnar, (who he assumes is still in a freezer to prevent the infection to progress in ways that'll make recovery impossible) finds himself working with a leech operator (Sheriff gets a little Jill Valentine RE5 treatment, </3) in charge of getting rid of anyone who attempts to leave the state/ccounty?? to get information on who is where and who he has to confront in order to save the world and his fiancé

I can't decide if I want Church and Jorge to be leech queens or two tyrant variants like Hank just working under Sheriff's care? Yeah I'll go with the second [: defective n rowdy tyrants but they'll listen to their weak ass supervisor because she's just a silly goofy gal that shove parasites down people's throats sometimes and gives them kisses on the forehead.

idk what to do for doc yet but if literally anyone reading has suggestions I'd be happy to sit!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I JUST WOKE UP BUT HNGH <3333

[thatonerandomfan4]

Rockwell’s History [READ WARNINGS]

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Fandom: Madness Combat

Characters: Dr. Crackpot, Dr. Hofnarr, Dr. Jebediah Christoff, Phobos, Hank, Sanford, Deimos, 2BDamned, Jebus, Tricky, Rockwell (My OC), Rockwell’s Parents

Warnings: Violence, Blood, Death, Gore, Attacking, Detailed Gore Scenes, Cursing, Transphobia, Crying, Injuries, Very Sensitive Topics, Angst, Heavy Angst, Long Story

Summary: Talking About Rockwell’s Backstory And How He Became Part Of The Madcom Group.

Word Count: 2,681

Notes: Rockwell Is Trans. His Original Name Was Roxannie (Pronounced As Roxanne) Roxannie Will Be In The First Half Of The Fic Until She Makes The Transition.

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Roxannie Woke Up To Her Alarm Clock And Quickly Got Dressed, Heading Downstairs To Get Breakfast. Her Mother Greeted Her With A “Good Morning” And A Warm Smile. Roxannie Sat At The Table, Greeting Her Father. She Took One Bite Of Her Cereal Until The Table Was Knocked Over. With A Frightened Look, She Looked At Her Father And Screamed. His Head Was Chopped Clean Off With His Chest Wide Open, Revealing That His Internal Organs Were Tampered With. She Was About To Cry Until She Heard Her Mother Scream. 

Instead Of Staying At The Table, She Ran To The Room Her Mother Was In. As Soon As Roxannie Stepped Foot In The Living Room, She Was Met With A Horrifying Sight.Her Mother Was Brutally Cut In Half With Her Face Missing From Her Head. The Top Half Of Her Body Hung From The Ceiling By A Sword Which Impaled Her. The Bottom Half Of Her Body Was On The Floor, In A Pile With Her Internal Organs. Annie Almost Gagged At The Sight, Until She Saw The Man Who Had Caused Her Parent’s Deaths. A Tall Dark Figure With Red Eyes Approached Her With A Hammer. It Grabbed Her Firmly By The Neck And Bashed Her Head Twice, Revealing Her Brain. 

It Left Her On The Ground Struggling To Stay Alive, Leaving Only A Tablet Behind. Rox Used It To Contact For Help, But Could Barely Stay Conscious Due To Her Brain Being Exposed. Luckily, There Was A Fast Response. The Mysterious Person Was Immediately Able To Track Her Location And Tell Her To Stay Where She Is. She Agreed And Just Laid In Front Of The Tablet, Trying Not To Lose Consciousness. About 45 Minutes Had Passed So Far, And She Was Starting To Feel Her Eyelids Get Heavy.

A Man Rushed In And Immediately Injected Her With Some Type Of Medicine. She Immediately Struggled To Stand Up, Before Being Forced To Sit Down. Her Head Was Bandaged Properly Before She Was Helped Up. She Didn’t Even Get A Chance To Thank The Strange Man Because He Immediately Rushed Her Out Of The House And Into His Vehicle. The Whole Car Ride Was Quiet Except For Roxannie’s Cries, Mourning The Death Of Her Parents. 

She Couldn’t Even Form Sentences Or Explain To The Man That Saved Her What Happened Because Of How Upset She Was. He Felt Bad For Her, Trying To Give Her Anything She Could Keep Her Mind Busy With Until They Got To The Place. She Didn’t Really Want Anything Though, Other Than To Let Out What She Was Experiencing Now. Once They Arrived To Their Destination, She Was Immediately Brought Into A Lab Where A Bunch Of Scientists Were Working. The Man Led Her Into A Room Where A Small Chubby Man Chatted With A Tall, Stern Looking Guy.

Dr. ??: “Hofnarr, Christoff. I Uh….Got The Child.”

The Two Men Looked Over And Immediately Rushed To Roxannie. They Hugged Her And Did Their Best To Comfort Her In Any Way Possible In That Moment.

Dr. Christoff: “Thank You, Crackpot. We’ll Let You Know If We Need Anything Else.”

Crackpot Nodded And Left The Room, Leaving The 3 Alone As Christoff Shut The Door. Hofnarr Tried To Calm Her Down And Talk With Her. It Was Very Hard To Understand The Girl Through Her Crying And Incoherent Words, Even For Him. Hofnarr Just Held Her Close And Consulted Her, Doing His Best To Calm Her Down. Christoff Sat Down Next To The Two And Offered Rox With A Glass Of Water. She Took The Water And Drank Half Of The Glass, Keeping The Drink In Her Hand While The Two Older Men Did Their Best To Help Her Relax.

Once She Was Calm Enough, They Finally Got Her To Explain What Had Happened. She Told Them Every Detail From This Morning, Keeping It Short And Sweet At The End. Hofnarr And Christoff Frowned, Hugging And Comforting Her Again. It Was Very Hard For Someone To Go Through All That Trauma, Especially For Someone At Her Age. Hell, The Kid Was Only 14. She Barely Knew How To Even React Or See Something Like That. She Needed A Lot Of Therapy To Get Past That Traumatic Event.

Hofnarr: “Hey Christoff. Do You Think Phobos Will Let Us Keep Her Here With Us?”

Christoff: “Maybe, With A Lot Of Bribing.”

Roxannie: “F-Forgive Me For I-Interrputing Your C-Conversation...But Wh-Who’s Ph-Phobos?”

Hofnarr: “Oh! Don’t Worry, You Aren’t Interrupting Anything. And Phobos Is Our Boss. We Need All Permission From Him To Do Anything Around Here.”

Christoff: “Kinda Sucky, But We’re Even Lucky If He’s In A Good Enough Mood To Pay Us.”

They Chat For A Bit Before Heading To Phobos’ Office, Staying Together The Whole Trip. Once They Reached Their Destination, They All Greeted Phobos Before Saying Anything About Roxannie. Phobos Obviously Had To Ask First And The Two Scientists Explained The Whole Situation. Phobos Took A Minute To Think Before Accepting Their Request To Allow Her To Stay. Ending It With “I Don’t Care How, But As Long As She’s Not A Big Distraction To You Two And Works With What She Can.” Of Course They All Had To Agree To That.

They All Headed Out The Door And Back To The Breakroom. Hofnarr Figured She Was Still Hungry And Offered To Make Her A Snack And A Drink. Christoff Just Offered Her To Stay With Them So She Has A Place To Sleep And Stay Instead Of The Lab. Rox Agreed To Both And Walked With The Two Men. On The Way Back To The Lab, Hofnarr Was Smiling, Gently Gripping Onto Rox’s Hand. Christoff Took Notice Of This And Chuckled. He Watched His Husband For A While. It Was Only Now When He Asked About His Sudden Cheery Mood.

Christoff: “What’s Got You All Giddy, Hoffy?”

Hofnarr: “We Have A Child Of Our Own Christoff! Aren’t You Excited To Be A Parent?”

Christoff Just Smiled As Hofnarr Went On About The Wonders Of Raising A Child Of Their Own. He Goes On Fantasies About Vacation, Family Outings, Family Dinners And Other Things. Roxannie Gripped Her New Parent’s Hands Gently, Smiling Softly. She Was Going To Start A New Family And These Were Her New Parents. She Didn’t Mind That, She Loved Supporting People Who Were In Relationships With The Same Gender.

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A Few Years Later…

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Hofnarr: “Rox, You Ready?”

Roxannie: “Yeah I’m Coming!”

She Placed Her Bandana On And Adjusted It To Be Over Her Bandages, Flattening Out Her Lab Coat. She Turned The Light Off In The Bathroom And Headed Downstairs To The Door, Greeting Her Two Dads As They Hugged Her. They Headed Towards The Lab While Hofnarr Was Going On About How Lucky They Were To Be A Family. Christoff Occasionally Threw In A Few Things, Chuckling At Hofnarr’s Responses.

Once They Got To The Labs, Everything Seemed Normal Except For A Few Stressed Out Scientists. The Shaking Scientists Greeted The 3 And Gave Them Information To Keep Safe. Hofnarr Took Roxannie With Him As He Usually Does For The Morning. Christoff Set Out To His Office, Looking Around At The Messed Up Experiments. He Scoffed At The Thought Of Phobos Actually Trying To Be Successful With This….Project. Christoff And Hofnarr Agreed That This Whole “Project Nexus” Thingy Would Not Be On For Long. Someone Would Definitely Stop Him, Even If It Had To Be One Of Them. 

Not Even A Minute Later, Hofnarr Had A Worried Look On His Face As The Sound Of Gunshots Could Be Heard From The Other Lab. Rox Stayed Close To Hofnarr Just In Case Anything Happened. They Kept Hearing Gunshots From The Other Lab, Not Knowing What On Earth Was Going Down. Hofnarr Was Upset, What Was Happening To His Husband? Was He Ok? Was He Hurt? He Held Onto Rox As He Tried Not To Cry About The Thoughts That Were Running Through His Mind.

Hofnarr: “I Hope Christoff Is Ok. I Don’t Want To Lose Him Like We Almost Lost You.”

Roxannie: “I-I’m Sure He’ll Be Ok, Dad. And Hey, If I’m Still Here, He’ll Still Be Here.” *She Hugged Him Close. Hofnarr Gave Her A Soft Yet Sad Smile.*

Hofnarr: “I Sure Hope So.”

They Waited About 30 Minutes To Half An Hour Until Someone Entered The Room. As The Two Turned Around, Hofnarr Rushed To Hug The Man. It Was Christoff, And Thankfully He Wasn’t Injured That Badly As He Though. Christoff Went Over To Rox And Hugged Her, Handing Her A Gun As He Also Gave Hofnarr A Gun. He Wanted To Keep His Family Safe While This Whole Messed Up Thing Was Happening.

Hofnarr: “You’ve Made Quite A Mess Christoff.”

Christoff: “They’ve Gone Too Far. If We Don’t Stop This Now...”

A Few Agents Entered The Room, And Christoff Killed Them With The Help Of His Husband And Daughter. Hofnarr Sweated And Gulped, Keeping Roxannie Close To Him.

Hofnarr: “I See We Have No Other Choice…”

They Murdered The Agents Who Kept Coming And Headed Out. Hofnarr Unlocked All The Control Panels As The Continued Through The Lab, Killing Any Agents, Zombies Or Any Failed Experiments. It Took A While Until They Got The Whole Place Cleared But They Were Able To Do It Without Much Harm Going To Them. They Got To The Last Room With The Control Panel And Hofnarr Started Getting Worried. He Looked At Christoff While They Got Rid Of The Last Few Agents With Rox Guarding The Door.

Hofnarr: “Ya Know Phobos Will Finish Us For This.”

Christoff Looked At Hofnarr After Shooting The Last Agent, Ending The Life Of The Betrayer.

Christoff: “Phobos Better Watch His Back..”

Hofnarr Unlocked The Last Control Panel And Looked Around The Room. He Started Heading Out After Christoff And Roxannie, Staying Close To Them While They Walked. Eventually Hofnarr Took The Lead Of The Group To Make Sure That The Other Two Were Safe. He Opened The Door Outside For Them Both, And Closed It After They Were Far Ahead Of Hofnarr. He Followed Them And Took The Lead After A Few Minutes. He Then Looked At Christoff As They Approached Phobos’ Tower.

Hofnarr: “Everything Depends On You Now.” *He Used His Key Card To Unlock The Door And Let Christoff In, Keeping Roxannie Back* “Good Luck, Old Friend..”

They Watched Christoff Walk Into The Tower, And Headed Back To The Lab. Hofnarr Kept His Daughter Close To Him, Trying To Keep Her From Breaking Down Like How She Was When They First Met. They Knew Christoff Was Only Doing This For Their Own Good, And To Stop This Whole Thing From Ruining Nevada Even More. They Walked Into The Lab And Immediately Went To The Breakroom, Setting Their Weapons Down By The Table When They Got There.

They Got Some Food And Drinks While They Chatted, Sitting Down So They Wouldn’t Fall If One Was Upset Or Panicked. They Chatted About Christoff And How….Cold He Looked When He Walked Into Hofnarr’s Lab. Rox Was Scared By His Look, As It Was Her First Time Seeing Him Like That. Hofnarr Had Already Known This Look So He Was Pretty Used To It. 

They Kept The Conversation Going By Talking About Other Stuff Like Work, Family Life, Dinners, And Especially That One Dinner Night. That Was The First Time Rox Had Seen Hofnarr Angry, And Not A Playful Or Slightly Irritated Angry. It Wasn’t His Fault They Were Banned From That Restaurant Though. The Boy Walked Up To Rox And Went “Tsk. You Wanna Be Trans? That’s Gross. You’re A Girl And You Will Always Be A Girl.” Hofnarr Was Just Defending His Daughter...By Attacking The Boy With A Chair.

They Were At The Lab For About An Hour To An Hour And A Half Just Chatting And Wandering Around. After A Bit, They Headed Outside And Met Up With Christoff Again.The Only Difference About Him Was That He Was Wearing The Key Fragment On His Head. Jeb Greeted The Two And Lead Them Back Inside The Lab. This Was Going To Be A Strange Experience For All Of Them.

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A Few More Long Years Later…

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Sanford And Deimos Turn The Corner, Shooting The Agents That Tried Approaching Them. The Two Headed Into The Room And Killed All The Agents In Sight. Then They Saw Her….Roxannie On The Floor Unconscious. They Both Inspected Her Body And Picked Her Up, Keeping Her With Them. They Finished With Their Mission And Brought Her Back To Base. The Brought Her To Hank And 2B Where They Inspected Her Body. 

After She Woke Up, She Made A Request To The Doctor. She Wanted To Be A Man. The Doctor Hesitated Before Agreeing, Putting Her Under Anesthesia. He Waited A Few Minutes Before Finally Getting To Work. He Wrapped Him Up And Successfully Did Both Top And Bottom Surgery. Doc Finished With Replacing The Bandage On His Head, Cleaning The Wound Before Putting Anything On There. 

After That, Doc Gave Rockwell Medicine To Help With The Pain. He Helped Rocky Walk And Get Used To Using The Bathroom. After That, Doc Gave Rockwell Some Clothes To Wear: A White Shirt With Ripped Sleeves, A Black Vest. A Belt To Go Over His Chest, Black Pants And Another Belt To Keep Them Up, Black Boots, Goggles With One Side Red And The Other Black And A Gas Mask. He Also Put His Hair Into A PonyTail.

Rockwell Put Everything On And Headed Outside, Ordered By Hank, To Fight The Clown. Rocky Took A Look At The Clown And…….Wait….That Lab Coat Looks So Familiar…..Was It..No It Couldn’t Be….HOFNARR?! But..He Looked Way Different Than Before.

Tricky: “WHO ARE YOU?! NEVERMIND THAT- CLOWN KILLS YOU!!”

Rockwell: “No Wait-!”

Tricky Whacked Rocky Pretty Hard In The Face, His Gas Mask Had To Be Removed. After Rockwell Removed His Goggles, Tricky Gasped And Dropped His Stop Sign..He Looked Like He Wanted To Cry.

Tricky: “Ro-Roxannie…?”

Rockwell, Holding His Jaw In Place: “It’th Rockwell Now, D-Dad.”

Tricky Immediately Hugged His Child, Healing His Jaw And Forming A Metal Plate Over The Injury. Rockwell Hugged Tricky Back, Both Squeezing The Shit Out Of Each Other. Tricky Kept His Son Close, Until They Heard Footsteps Approach From Behind Rockwell. It Was Jeb….Well...Christoff But He Didn’t Look That Different. 

Jebus: “Tricky, What Are You Doing?! He’s On Hank’s Side!” *He Took Out His Binary Sword, And Swung It Up*

Tricky Backed Away And Ran To Jeb, Trying To Stop Him.

Tricky: “JEB NO HURT HIM!! GUY IS-”

It Was Too Late. Jeb Swung And Cut Rockwell Almost In Half.

Tricky: “Roxannie-”

Jeb Looked Frightened. Oh God, What Had He Done? He Removed His Sword And Watched Rockwell’s Limp Body Fall To The Ground. The Savior Broke Out In Tears. He Just Murdered His Own Child, Or He Thought He Did. He Was Relieved When He Heard Rockwell. He Was Still Alive! How? That Didn’t Matter, He Was Just Happy His Son Was Alive Still.

Jeb Rushed Over To Rockwell And Healed Him, Summoning Bandages And Wrapping Him Up. He Was Still Crying From What He Had Done. Tricky Joined Them Both, Starting A Group Hug With All Of Them As They Reunited. Sanford, Deimos, Hank And 2B Rushed Out As Tricky Helped Rockwell Up And Jeb Healed Him Again.

Sanford: “Oh Cool, So I Guess We Can Call A Truce.”

Deimos And 2B Agreed, Hank Didn’t. Wimbleton Didn’t Like The Idea Of Living With His Enemies, Especially If They Act Nice And Turn On Them In The End. Hank Disagreed And Left To Blow Off Some Steam, It Was Gonna Take A Long While To Convince Him. Sanford And Deimos Ended Up Adopting Rockwell While Tricky And Jeb Readopted Him. Rockwell Now Lives With The Crew, With Having 4 Parents Who Support And Care About Him, 2B Who Takes Care Of His Wounds And Trans Stuff, And Hank...

[karst-v]

Madness Combat：Gifts 02

2

Since we are wanted together, we all know each other.

Deimos, a former a.a.h.w. member, has muddled along with Sanford, who also lives in uncertainty, to form a temporary alliance. Two rooms and a kitchen with a table are all they have. When the door is closed, they don't communicate with each other.

It has to be said that hatred is really the primary productive force. In the two days after the wanted notice was posted, their safe house received more than three waves of killers and assassins. Sanford really didn't understand what Deimos did to make his former employers kill him like this.

"Who knows," Deimos shrugged and handed the brick to Sanford. "To be honest, Santa can't give you presents."

God damn, don't forget where you fell! I can't get rid of the present of last Christmas!

"If you can be quiet for a while, I think my progress will be much faster."

Sanford said coldly, putting bricks on his hands and cement on his hands to close the vent bit by bit, and putting the plan to get rid of the burden on his mind. He has enough enemies of his own. If he can't commit the pursuit, he has to share it with others. Of course, Sanford didn't think that he left Deimos to run alone, and even succeeded several times. However, in the eyes of those murderous killers, he and Deimos are one and the same, and they are all good. So these bastards always catch Deimos and push him to their own side.

Fuck each other.

In this way, they beat back wave after wave of pursuers, withdrew from the safe house and returned, separated and reunited. Two people come back with different scars and sit face to face without saying a word.

Now that Deimos has another layer of bandage on his head, he watches Sanford climb down the ladder while affirming the latter's work.

"Good craftsmanship, I think you must have done so well when you were filling children's cavities."

"Thank you for the compliment," Sanford replied deadpan, shaking his hammer. "I can give you a free experience, right now."

"Hey, I'm just kidding!"

Sanford laughed. It was a sneer.

"That's my joke, too." As he spoke, the white gray hammer came out of his hand and flew towards Deimos's bruised head. There was a sound of back flow of blood, blood colored flowers blooming on the broken window.

"That's a bad mark."

Deimos is smirking. The killer who just wants to break in the window is smashed in the head by Sanford's hammer, but soon a stroke of SR25 has sneaked in from the window. Sanford lowered himself, rolled over to Deimos and pulled him into the shadow at the bottom of the wall.

The bullets roared, breaking up the ladder and leaving charred bullet holes in the wall. There was another loud noise from the living room - the door of the safe house was blown open. It's not safe here.

"Back off, kid."

Sanford fumbled in his pocket for a smoke bomb, pulled the fuse and threw it in the middle of the room. The yellow smoke spread, and suddenly the footsteps and gunshots outside began to become disorderly. He drags Deimos forward and stops at the refrigerator in the kitchen to roughly open the door of the freezer.

Deimos thought that he would see expired sausages and mutton, but a deep cave was staring at him silently, and in his stupefied Kung Fu, he felt that he had a tight lead behind him, and the whole person fell into the secret way when he responded.

"What the ……?!"

The light outside began to fill - a sign that the smoke had gone. There's someone coming, there's a group of people coming, and now Deimos is lying at the entrance of the secret Road, shouting out to Sanford.

"Climb all the way out. Turn left at the first fork. Get out."

The refrigerator door was slammed by Sanford, where the light disappeared. Deimos listened stupidly to the sound of machine gun fire, to the continuous explosions, to the screams of unknown people and the brittle sound of broken bones. After a brief stupor, he shouted at the closed secret road: "I’M NOT A KID !”

But Sanford never heard of it again.

Sanford woke up with a dazzling white light. After a brief feeling of confusion, followed by the chest of severe pain.

"Don't move."

Sanford turned around and found himself lying on the operating table.

"You wake up earlier than I expected. It looks like it's time for another anesthetic." The man's voice was silent after a brief surprise. "Four broken ribs stabbed into the lungs. Relax, and you'll recover."

Sanford looked at the doctor in front of him and turned his back to get the medicine. He closed his eyes slightly and felt the unprecedented fatigue. But he still has something to do.

The doctor mixed the liquid and began to prepare for the intramuscular injection in an orderly manner. He picked up the syringe to go back to the operating table, but suddenly stopped when his head was half twisted.

A bloodstained scalpel had edged into his back neck.

"Don't move, either."

The doctor raised his hands slowly, but he didn't give up his explanation: "believe me, you are safe."

"Syringe…down!"

Sanford laboriously spits out a few words. The severe pain in his chest makes it difficult for him to breathe, but within his tolerance. Safety? This is the funniest joke he has ever heard in his life.

"Deimos is right. You are a real terror."

The familiar name made Sanford's thinking stagnate for a second, but that's the second when the quiet doctor broke away from the prison, lowered himself and waved his hand to fly the scalpel in Sanford's hand.

Scrap!

Sanford just wanted to fight back. He hit his right rib with an inch. He clearly heard the sound of his bone breaking. The doctor held him and firmly stuck the syringe in his back neck.

"You've broken two more ribs, and this is a new anesthetic. Maybe you'll be unconscious in your lower body when you wake up. Remember Sanford, you asked for it. "

The doctor's voice began to blur, and Sanford was again dragged into the soft darkness. He didn't even have time to think about how the man knew his name - after all, the wanted under a pseudonym, and he didn't mention it to Deimos. How did the guy know?

TBC

[damsgaard69damsgaard-blog]

The Definitive Guide to mythology

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Nilsson asserts, based on the representations and common perform of the gods, that loads of Minoan gods and spiritual conceptions had been fused in the Mycenaean faith.[109] and concluded that each one excellent classical Greek myths were tied to Mycenaean centres and anchored in prehistoric situations.[one hundred ten] Yet, In accordance with Burkert, the iconography of the Cretan Palace Interval has delivered Practically no confirmation for these theories.[111] Motifs in Western art and literature Subscribe to The us's most significant dictionary and acquire countless numbers much more definitions and advanced look for—ad absolutely free! As time went on, an accretion of minimal myths continued to dietary supplement the more mature and a lot more genuine ones. Therefore, the loves of Apollo, just about disregarded by Homer and Hesiod, defined why the bay (or laurel) became Apollo’s sacred tree And the way he came to father Asclepius, a healing god. 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[inpuratus]

@combineherbs sent: gladiolus!

𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒.

gladiolus : describe a moment from your muse's life that they will never forget. ( deimos )

         “ come on, you know nothing’s gonna happen to us, ”

        this was the last statement which deimos uttered before injecting himself with the c-virus in front of his brother, who was also in the disguise of a recruited foreign mercenary aiding the edonian liberation army. while this was a true statement, the regeneration ability the twins acquired from their testing caused them to experience no issues from the c-virus injections, this statement of assurance was more for himself than for phobos, who seemingly was not phased by the task at hand. the whole purpose as to why the twins were even ‘aiding the edonian liberation army’ was that they were supposed to aid in apprehending jake muller, who was a legitimate recruited mercenary. they were instructed to blend into the atmosphere by whatever means necessary, and while deimos always wished to return successful, this action appeared to be very challenging for himself. there was a kind of anxiety running through his veins in this moment that deimos had never experienced before, especially since he was usually the audacious and bold twin who took every risk presented to him. is this what fear felt like?

         the two of them had been lied to countless times by those they worked for. how were they really supposed to know if nothing would happen?

[thedailyspuf]

Is A Warframe Alive and Conscious?

Is A Warframe Alive and Conscious?

With the Heart of Deimos update, we’ll be getting a new Helminth and a new infested room on our ship. Inside that room, we’ll be able to do some horrible things, like feeding a massive mouth on the wall and injecting our Warframes with new powers. We’ll also be able to murder Warframes. More precisely, we can feed them to the Helminth. And doing so will give us a Warframe ability we can put onto…

[sofiamartineme]

HOW TO REMOVE JILL’S PARASITES IN RESIDENT EVIL 3 REMAKE

In the name of brutal and deadly characters, Resident Evil is always ready to surprise their fans. In Resident Evil 3 Remake version, the Nemesis hunting is a scary thing, but there are way more surprising things that players should know while discovering and playing further. This survival horror game has maintained its status in gaming by showing monsters and parasites. Every previous version has something improved and interesting, whether it is about characters or plots. This Resident Evil 3 Remake introduced Nemesis, who is behind the player relentlessly as they are looking for escaping the city.

Against Nemesis, players have several chances to avoid it because Nemesis will encounter with players in the game several times. There are several monsters in Resident Evil 3 Remake that players will square off. One of the particular creatures in the game is “Drain Deimos” that players will encounter on the sub train station.

When will Encounter Happen with Parasites in Resident Evil 3 Remake

After the use of lockpick on the sub train station, players will encounter “Drain Deimos” for the first time. After that, a small insect will leap on Jill to inject with parasites without any warning. Form this incident, Jill’s health will start the change in which walking slowly, and the red color screen will start to happen. In the inventory screen, if the player checks, they will see the health marked with parasites. The health will start to turn purple, which is an indication of the parasite. Jill system is completely overrun through parasites, and from that thing, players have to get rid of.

Everything that happened without any idea or warning and now situation are clear. In the sub-station room, players will find gardening tools where players will get to know to adjust it through the green herb. While playing keep in mind to pick up everything from the missions. If there is a green herb available, then use it in the inventory screen, and Jill’s body will throw the parasite from her body rapidly. After that, get rid of that parasite through a shotgun on the floor. It will improve the health of Jill, and it will start to recover at a rapid rate.

While moving around after the incident, Jill will start to move around normally. In the area, players are required to reset circuit breakers because the complete area is stopped because of “Drain Deimos.” It is great that in this area, players can find green herb easily and wet able to utilize that too. Players can keep the green herb in an alternative way too if they feel they might need it in further levels as well. From this activity, players will complete an achievement named “I Might Need This Later.”

Source: https://smnorton.com/how-to-remove-jills-parasites-in-resident-evil-3-remake/

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Madness Combat：Gifts 01

*A story based on Madness Combat.it has a little personal setting in it.

*In this fanfic:Sanford is a unorganized and sophisticated mercenary;Deimos was 1337 cloned by A.A.H.W

*Because I write this in Chinses Fristy,English Version will be slower .

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Sanford still remembers how he got to know Deimos.

One Christmas day, the Nevada sun went to the bar to drink his soda, and only dragged Sanford’s wounds and blood back to the shelter. It was dark inside. He felt the emergency bandage from a cabinet and wrapped his arm in it. The gradually calming pain also made his restless mind clear. As his eyes moved, he saw half a bottle of vodka.

Well, Merry Christmas Sanford, and hope you can still sit here and drink next year.

However, before Sanford picked up the wine, the baffle of the air vent on the ceiling crashed to the floor with a bang. The tense nerves mobilized the adrenaline to let Sanford touch the Dessert Eagle in the back of his waist, and then quickly aimed the gun at the target.

Bang ——

The shot missed.

The Dessert Eagle was slapped by the unexpected guest who fell from the vent. The bullet strayed into the ceiling, and then came with a face punch. The other side is to see their own key attack, boxing to the meat not to say the speed is very fast, until —— the final one suddenly frustrated, like a little girl coquettish powder boxing.

Sanford rubbed his bloody face and wiped his nose blood. Then he saw the gorgeous lights on the Christmas tree outside. He saw an unexpected guest who was beating himself up: 1337 in a black suit, his sunglasses were broken, covered in blood, waiting for death.

This foothold is no longer safe. Having a pursuer means there are more in the back. In this way, Sanford quickly tidies up what he can take away and melts into the night before Santa Claus comes here. For Sanford, it was a mediocre evacuation of his mercenary experience, and it wasn't as simple as he thought when he revisited his hometown two months later.

There was no blood or bodies, the room was unexpectedly clean, and even after he entered the door, he saw a can of bubbly soda on the table.

——Someone lives here.

While Sanford was still thinking about who had unlocked his door, two daggers came from the back of his head and neck. In the moment when he felt someone behind him, Sanford lowered himself and grabbed the attacker's chest and waistband and threw them away. The latter directly smashed the flimsy folding table.

Sanford thinks that he can calm down and think about the problem now. He looks thoughtfully at the unlucky guy who has fainted in the rags. The more he looks, the more he feels familiar. At his feet are some fresh hot dogs. Obviously, this guy found himself after coming back from foraging, but the problem will not come How does 1337, who is wearing a familiar black suit and sunglasses, live in his own house?

However, Sanford also came to the answer. Of course, it's just his own inference, because the 1337 refuse to give an accounting and he used up all the torture methods he had to open his mouth.

No, it's a bit of a gain.

The man who had been stripped and thrown in the bright light laughed at himself with his bloody mouth under the bright white light.

"You can call me Deimos. As for other information, it's better to plant me head down in marshmallow than tickle like you do."

As a result, the brave Deimos was promoted to a mouse, and Sanford repeatedly tried a lot of psychoactive drugs.

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A month later, there is no point in extorting a confession. Sanford is also tired of the 1337, which is called Deimos, who is not afraid of pain or inducement, so he is ready to kill him.

"Whoa."

Deimos, who had been given a shot of amphetamine, sneered at Sanford. Now Deimos doesn't feel pain or even his body is floating. It seems that he is very clear about how many drugs his body has been injected in one month, so he just plays a joke.

"Have fun, poor doctor."

Sanford glanced at him disdainfully, and his pistol had been loaded at Deimos's head.

"Don't call me doctor."

The bullet came off and someone fell on the floor after a crisp sound and never got up again. Sanford pouted out his mouth unhappily, looked up at the vent on the ceiling that had fallen down again, and made up his mind to close the hole sometime.

A 1337 in the same costume is now lying on his floor to dissipate his body temperature, and the one who has been stripped off and tied to the chair ——now called Deimos, with an evil smile on his face.

"It seems you knew someone was coming to you," Sanford said, looking around the room. "Do you expect your friends to help?"

It seems that he heard the most absurd joke. Deimos made a few dry laughs and said something totally different from the problem: "Just one suggestion, untie me quickly, if not ——"

The voice was still floating in the air. Something broke the window glass and threw it into the middle of the two people with white smoke. Deimos shrugged, and his mouth was still not forgiving: "you see it."

The other the light burst, and a sharp flash pierced Deimos's eyes. But at the same time he felt the ropes loose, and in the confusion he came across a military dagger in the open space between his legs.

"SHUT UP,DO YOUR JOB!"

The doctor who wanted to crash yelled. While talking to himself, his small arm clamped a 1337 neck, and the head drooped with a strong twist. Somehow, Deimos had a moment of trance, but quickly pulled up the dagger and stood up.

"OK, doc."

The detached weapon quickly fell into the back of a minion's heart, so that he could no longer attack the doctor in the fierce battle.

Maybe they're not the worst combination, are they?

"I said, don't call me a fucking doctor!"

Sanford slapped the bloody head on his hand and began to pull the bandage up. The beaten man grinned with pain, but he obediently let Sanford bandage himself.

"You just mean..." Sanford obviously didn't understand the meaning of Deimos.

"Don't you understand? I said, uhhhh…What do I call you? "

" Never you mind."

"OK," Deimos continued, "since last Christmas when I came to you for shelter, my EX-colleagues have blasted your door open with high explosives to sing Christmas songs to me. That’s it. But... "

"But," Sanford frowned, "you didn't expect your landlord to come to you for rent."

Deimos was stunned, and then laughed, "how much rent should I pay, Mr. landlord?" At the same time, he pointed to the brick wall outside, which was covered with all kinds of wanted notices. On the latest post, the one with the words "traitor" in red and bold at the bottom was in front of Sanford.

That's good news. It's enough to change this guy for his rent. But it's not that simple. Sanford clenches his fist and stares at the newly issued wanted order beside the Deimos wanted order, gnashing his teeth: these stingy guys who stick the wanted order are all printed in a fucking paperboard, like…

"Wedding photos," Deimos said, filling in a log. "I wound know."

Before the voice fell, Deimos felt the darkness in front of him. He pulled down the things he had thrown on his head and looked around. Sanford had left the room.

"Put your pants on!"

Deimos chuckled and shouted outside, "Teah, doctor!"

" DON'T CALL ME DOCTOR! "

Later, they sat down and shared a plate of pasta.Sanford still remembers how he got to know Deimos.

" Go after eating, don't give me any trouble."

Sanford said.At the same time, he looked at Deimos at the opposite table. The guy took the sauce in front of him without any difficulty, and then gobble down a lot to start eating in the face.

"Noop, Mr landlord." Deimos's mouth is full of red sauce, with a horrific smile, "someone told me that it's natural to pay off debts. I have to stay and pay off the rent. "