thinking of how all my demon slayer ocs are from a completely different time period and how incredibly difficult that makes everything
the entire system is different and whenever i see rp blogs i think of "Oh but how would this even happen should i explain or something" (Not that i'd actually get the courage to interact with any)
like why did i decide to make it all so complicated what is my issue
anyway, just to maybe get something out there
i thought i'd share a small thing i wrote that sort of just came to mind while talking to a friend
It was pretty rushed so its quite short since i just wanted to nail the essence down mainly
But here it is, with a few additions
"Did you know?" He began to say, the cat becoming comfortable in the dirt floor with all this newfound attention. "They say that when you pet a cat like this on a sunny morning, it gives you good luck."
Flame stopped his long walk, crouching down to pet a random street cat. The morning sunlight had begun to shine in a cold morning bringing in an air of relief after a long night of work.
Yujuhiro looked to him, confused. "Really?" He asked, looking down at the two orange-wearing creatures. It was almost funny how similar their colors were.
"No," Flame chuckled, standing up. "Not at all." He couldn't believe the boy was still so innocent and naive. It was just his nature.
"But i do believe in this," He turned around to face Yujuhiro, his bright hair blocking the light as he towered over him. "All the good you bring into the world comes back for you in the end. No good action you do will go unrewarded."
"...Even something as simple as petting an animal?" Yujuhiro asked Flame, in many ways, he still looked at the Hashira for guidance.
He had never had much contact with these creatures, as they were deemed too messy and dirty to hang around the old wisteria house.
"Yes," Flame smiled, with a hint of pride as he looked over his feline companion once again. That smile was almost characteristic to him in Yujuhiro's mind. "Even the smallest of actions, the simplest gestures, can spark a fire so intense it burns for generations."
"The people around you will see that, Yujuhiro. They will see the spark you have within you. They will see your potential, as i do." Flame put his hand on Yujuhiro's shoulder. It felt reassuring, but also like a heavy burden being placed down upon him. "Within time, of course." He had so much to live up to.
"You're lucky," Flame said, turning around as his smile lowered ever so slightly, a fact that only he would ever know. "You are already a great person. The only work you have to do is physical."
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look do i dislike jude bellingham the bvb player yes am i bitter about him kicking phonzy in the face yes do i get really good at ignoring club allegiances during the world cup also yes
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I need to work on any of my other wip's but burnouts a bitch so here is a little au for ya! (long post!)
This is a mainly rex's POV story, starting when they are about 7(rex) and 8(CC's)
7567 looked up in horror as the CC held his hand out. He had heard story's of his fellow CT's, ones that lost these specific sparing match's. His batch was chosen to partake in one, with a CC batch no less. He took the others hand, one who was about half a year older than himself.
"I'm 2224. But my name-" he dropped his voice- "is Cody. You did real good there, vod. You got a number?" 2224/Cody finished in his cheery voice as he ignored 7567's tag for the time. -The blonde- looked up at him with awe as he was pulled up. One of the other CC's -CC-3636, by the identification tag- the one fighting 7562, came over with a sour expression.
"What where you thinking vod? Want to get us all killed?" 3636 said, glaring at 7567.
"No! I think there is something different bout this one. He fights better than the rest. I want to train him- but I don't know is the kaminise will let me." The door slid open as 2224/Cody spoke, and all of the CC's went in line with Cody and his batch went in line with 7560. He, however, was pulled in line with Cody, making him seem like, with just a glance, a CC.
"Batch 7560 to 7569, please follow me." Koi-Ren stated in a slow and cold voice, and his brothers marched out with her. he tried to aslwell, but 2224's grip remained firm.
"Miss Ren, I would like to take-" 2224' looked down at his tag; "CT-7567 in for personal training. He lasted longer than the others, and it would be benifitial for the comander class to have a regular trooper with us, to see how they react to our techniques." The other CC's looked at 2224 in a mix of awe from -Bly- and 1010, horror from 3636 and annoyance from 6454.
Koi-Ren's face fell downwards as she considered it. "Very well." She said after a moment. "But you must come with them, CC-2224. I will need your help training this batch. They are- particularly hard to train." She -seethed- at them, before her face went to stone and she motioned for -Cody-. He secretly patted 7567 on the back, before taking off after the kaminoan.
The next time 7567 saw 2224 was when the gorup of CC's and himself where ushered into a room with eight Kaminoians.
"Test run is about to begin. First run of model sixteen, beginning." A voice on the loudspeaker said, while a cadet-sized table lifted, with 2224 strapped to it. He wasn't moving -was he already dead, did the long necks kill him, CODY- as one of the kaminoians pressed a button, bright bolts of electricity running to the cap 2224 wore.
(Eventually, the kaminoans would have a simpler process- put the closes together in a room, and allow the current to roam in the room.)
2224 jerked for a moment, before another of the kaminoans pulled a lever and the current stopped. Three more went into the room, and another checked a small screen on them. The five clones looked on in terror as the last kaminoian announced-
"His vitals are strong. You did it, Doctor. You have perfected the Recommissioning machine."
"Very well done, Lein- Ki. I am glad we can stop wasting such valuable product on this little project of yours." Lama-Su said, eyes full of joy. Rex looked at the CC's who where all fixated on -Cody-. He was being taken out of the machine, woozy for a moment before falling into perfect attention stance. One of the -long necks- said something, and he marched out of the room.
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why is theeree no mod karkat now? bring back thee mod karkat army
i'm half here, i'm just really BUSY. and there's a LOT of mods on here so i don't really POST a lot.
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the thing is there's like, a point of oversaturation for everything, and it's why so many things get dropped after a few minutes. and we act like millennials or gen z kids "have short attention spans" but... that's not quite it. it's more like - we did like it. you just ruined it.
capitalism sees product A having moderate success, and then everything has to come out with their "own version" of product A (which is often exactly the same). and they dump extreme amounts of money and environmental waste into each horrible simulacrum they trot out each season.
now it's not just tiktokkers making videos; it's that instagram and even fucking tumblr both think you want live feeds and video-first programming. and it helps them, because videos are easier to sneak native ads into. the books coming out all have to have 78 buzzwords in them for SEO, or otherwise they don't get published. they are making a live-action remake of moana. i haven't googled it, but there's probably another marvel or starwars something coming out, no matter when you're reading this post.
and we are like "hi, this clone of project A completely misses the point of the original. it is soulless and colorless and miserable." and the company nods and says "yes totally. here is a different clone, but special." and we look at clone 2 and we say "nope, this one is still flat and bad, y'all" and they're like "no, totally, we hear you," and then they make another clone but this time it's, like, a joyless prequel. and by the time they've successfully rolled out "clone 89", the market is incredibly oversaturated, and the consumer is blamed because the company isn't turning a profit.
and like - take even something digital like the tumblr "live streaming" function i just mentioned. that has to take up server space and some amount of carbon footprint; just so this brokenass blue hellsite can roll out a feature that literally none of its userbase actually wants. the thing that's the kicker here: even something that doesn't have a physical production plant still impacts the environment.
and it all just feels like it's rolling out of control because like, you watch companies pour hundreds of thousands of dollars into a remake of a remake of something nobody wants anymore and you're like, not able to afford eggs anymore. and you tell the company that really what you want is a good story about survival and they say "okay so you mean a YA white protagonist has some kind of 'spicy' love triangle" and you're like - hey man i think you're misunderstanding the point of storytelling but they've already printed 76 versions of "city of blood and magic" and "queen of diamond rule" and spent literally millions of dollars on the movie "Candy Crush Killer: Coming to Eat You".
it's like being stuck in a room with a clown that keeps telling the same joke over and over but it's worse every time. and that would be fine but he keeps fucking charging you 6.99. and you keep being like "no, i know it made me laugh the first time, but that's because it was different and new" and the clown is just aggressively sitting there saying "well! plenty of people like my jokes! the reason you're bored of this is because maybe there's something wrong with you!"
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