#life takeover

[21wanderer]

No April Fool's Joke

"Yeah, okay Joey, I think the joke has gone on long enough. Can you untie me now?" laughed the champ, "we got work to do." "Not quite," said Joey the crewmember. Joey had been onto him for some time now, he already knew his secret, and what he wanted to gain from it. Joey rubbed the back of his hand against the tied-up champ's face. The champ seemed almost nervous, up until now he had been taking it as a harmless joke.

Joey reached for the champ's throat, digging his hands into his skin feeling for a fold around his neck, and eventually he found one. With a swift move he yanked the champion's face off. Joey now stood with the champion's lifeless face in his hand, and his suspicions confirmed.

Now the leather-clad biker appeared to be a pale and sweaty man, who looked frantically and frightened at Joey. "I can explain everything," he yelped instinctively. "Not necessary," Joey replied and pressed a rag against the stranger's face till he lost consciousness.

Joey then quickly untied the champ or whoever he was, then stripped all his leathers off him. Excitedly Joey put on the mask as well as the champ's gear right down to his sweaty undersuit. Once all the gear was in place from the mismatched leather boots to the Monster baseball cap, Joey immediately left for the track with a satisfied grin on his face, he was ready to take his career and life to the next level, and had no reason to look behind him anymore.

[marzinstarz]

eggman rn

[ecoamerica]

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[blacktobackmesa]

i hope Lemon Demon still got to exist in the Half Life timeline, I think the vortigaunts would love Spiral of Ants

[jemmaasimmons]

THE MENTALIST - 1.11, 'Red John's Friends'

Just do me the favour of listening to me for a minute, so I can say 'I told you so' later.

[matchalovertrait]

Since Teodor is always working due to his two businesses, Irene is a stay-at-home mom. However, now that her kids are getting older, she decided to come to Postres de Alegría a couple of times per week to work. It's all hands on deck here!

[readtilyoudie]

LIFE LESSONS WITH URAMICHI ONIISAN VOLUME 2

[jouska-the-deer]

I see a lot of people not liking the way Shadow is portrayed in the Twitter Takeovers and while I do also have issues with some of the stuff they've done with him I feel like people are placing their discontent in other places than me.

Like... it literally does not impact Shadow's personality if he likes eating coffee beans or smells like lavender or has a routine for making his bed. All those small quirks of his day-to-day life literally would not affect how he acts in the games even if the Takeovers were canon. People can be serious in some situations and have goofy seeming interests in others.

Meanwhile I more take issue with the way his dialog is written to make him more rambly than he is in the games (Oddly in the recent Takeover Knuckles specifically commented on the fact that Shadow only talks when he needs to, contrasting with some of Shadow's very meticulous answers in the takeovers) as well as making him more aggressive toward the other characters, specifically Sonic.

The last point kinda goes the other way too. In the recent Takeover, someone asked everyone to give their opinions on Shadow, and Sonic straight up calls him edgy and has to admit that he respects him.

Firstly... Shadow is only really edgy in the perspective of him as a character who goes against the norms of the children's games he's a part of. "Edgy" when referring real people (as would apply to Sonic talking about Shadow) implies a sort of "try hard" personality that Shadow just doesn't have. Shadow is cool and doesn't fake it. Infinite is edgy; Shadow isn't. Worse yet, Shadow has not done anything that Sonic hasn't also already done, (besides use guns that one time). So, is Sonic calling him edgy for being black with red highlights? That's rude.

Second, I think the part where Sonic was reluctant to say he respects Shadow is even worse to be honest. Not only would game Sonic not have a hard time saying he respects Shadow, he'd also consider him a friend. They butt heads and bicker sometimes but there's no bad blood between them; They're just super competitive people who enjoy having someone around that can evenly match their skills. I don't even think Shadow would pause to think about if he respects Sonic or not. They're very similar in a lot of ways and politeness is one of them. Neither would genuinely struggle to point out the strengths eachother has.

I like the Twitter Takeovers for their goofy moments and little peeks into what the daily lives of these characters could be like, but I do genuinely worry that people will let the sitcom-esque portrayals of the cast influence how they perceive their game counterparts. People already confuse Sonic X, Prime, and the IDW comics as being canon to the games, since they're not as visually non-canon as the movies and Boom as well as taking more inspiration from the games, so I wouldn't be surprised. It also doesn't help that the Takeovers do throw in some stuff that genuinely seems to be trying to explain game canon the way that the TailsTube videos have.

Anyway, Shadow's favorite flowers are lantanas and I think that's neat. Sucks that the Twitter Takeover writers think he and Sonic have a hard time standing each other, though.

[aaliyahtheawkward]

Okay, but does everyone just forget the part of Jason's original revenge plot where he literally stole Wayne Enterprises right out from under Bruce via hostile takeover, or...?

[rollingaroundin-bread]

The Murder of Sonic the Hedgehog has taken over my brain so here’s some redraws of (a few) of my favorite sprites!!! :D :D 

[21wanderer]

A career in music

“Hi Sebastian, sorry if I’m late.” I said entering the music room. I’ve had a busy day, with it being my final day of teaching.

The young man looked up from his guitar and smiled.

“No worries, teach, I’ve just been sitting jammin’ a bit while waiting.” Sebastian said innocently.

“Well, I’m not a teacher much longer,” I replied as I closed the door.

“Does it feel strange to have your last day today?” Sebastian asked curiously.

“Sort of… But it’s a great opportunity. I still wanted to talk to you about the strings, I’ve been pulling.”

“Yeah?!” Sebastian eyes lit up, he sat up straight, eager to hear, what I had to tell him.

“I’ve been talking to a producer at Alpha Centauri and showed him some of your music, and he is considering you-”

“What?! Are you fucking serious?! They really are going to let me-”

I had to cut off the excited young man, I handed him my phone; “Here, you can read the mail, he sent me, yourself.” He smiled a million dollar smile.

I handed him my battered old phone and pretended to be reading over his shoulder, as Sebastian excitedly read the quite long e-mail.

Unfortunately for Sebastian the mail wasn’t real, as a matter of fact, I had written it myself, but I just needed to be very close to him and have him be distracted. Then I jabbed the syringe into his neck.

The young man immediately lashed out, falling off the chair and dropping the phone in the process. He looked up at me with a shocked, but already somewhat vacant expression.

I immediately sat on top of him, pinning him down, pressing one hand against his mouth, whilst holding his right arm down against the floor. He was no doubt much stronger than me, but with the drug debilitating his body, it was much easier than expected.

“I’m sorry, Sebastian,” I said with apathy, “but this is the opportunity, I’m talking about.”

He tried retaliating with his left arm, but soon appeared to lose control of it, causing it to flail around randomly until the drug really kicked in.

When he stopped struggling, I got up and checked the door was locked, and then quickly took off my clothes, stuffing it into a plastic bag.

Sebastian was completely unconscious by that time, so I could take off his clothes with ease as well. His naked body was a sight to behold – young, strong and handsome, except slightly twisted as his insides had decayed.

I laid on top of what remained of Sebastian to squeeze out all the air and gunk still trapped in his body. It was like lying on a deflating balloon, a visible vapour left every orifice, and soon he was completely flat and empty.

“I’m done with teaching, now it’s time to take what should have been mine.” I monologued, as if Sebastian could still hear me.

I picked up Sebastian’s skin, shook it a little and marvelled at the result. Not hesitating any further I stretched his mouth wide and began slipping my feet inside. It was a struggle to get inside, but eventually I got my foot all the way down. The next foot was easier, and as soon as I could wiggle my toes within Sebastian’s feet, I could easily pull his strong legs into place as well.

I fed my dick into his hollow shaft, and it sprung to life, after which I could pull his gaping mouth over my butt. I pulled the stretchy skin further up my body, my own gut being replaced by Sebastian’s flat stomach.

“You’re by far the most talented musician I’ve ever taught, and I’m sick and tired of teaching, now I’m getting the music career, I always dreamt of when I was your age.”

It wasn’t getting any easier, but I was so close. Getting my arm inside his mouth, whilst being stretched around by abdomen was more difficult than anticipated, but I eventually managed to get one arm in, and the result spoke for itself. It was smooth, tan, strong… and mine! I flexed it a couple of times, and even stroked my arousal a couple of times… It was perfect.

After a little more struggling, I could plunge my other arm into his, and that was the last major obstacle.

With a simple movement, the chest and shoulders slid into place, and with only his vacant head dangling behind mine like a hood, I was almost done.

I gently ran my new hand over my new firm chest, feeling my pecs, both slabs of smooth and strong muscle.

“Just imagine how far the two of us can go together as one. I want the fame, the money, the-” I paused, that would be the last time, that I would hear my own voice. It was time to finish.

I stretched Sebastian’s mouth wide one last time, so it could swallow me whole. A tingling sensation rushed through my body and mind, as Sebastian’s mouth snapped shut around mine.

The sensation of darkness and unintelligible pictures and thoughts rushed through me, but suddenly there was light and clarity.

“FUUUUUUUUCK!” I growled triumphantly. Looking down my new body, I was beyond satisfaction. I instinctively looked up at the clock over the door. I had been here longer, than expected. I needed to slip into Sebastian’s routine, there would be plenty of time for self-gratification later, though I had to strongly repress the urges.

I put on Sebastian’s underwear, socks, t-shirt, pants, his signature necklace and wristbands. There was something particularly pleasing about claiming these personal keepsakes as my own. Finally, I slipped on his biker jacket, it was a perfect fit and still smelled strongly of leather and the sweat of the young man.

I picked up his guitar and the plastic bag with the last remaining traces of my old self.

I quietly left the room, wanted to head outside to get some fresh air and sun.

Everything seemed brighter and lighter outside the classroom as I stepped into the hallway.

But after having only walked about 200 metres, I felt unwell, as if the hallway was spinning. I needed to sit down, so I sat on the stairs leading to the upper floors. I suppose the transformation wasn't completely done yet.

As I sat here, waiting for the dizziness to go away, I decided to put this new body to the test. I strummed the guitar like it was the most natural thing in the world, and I could feel both my and Sebastian's talent streaming through my fingers and the notes they produced.

It was almost an unreal sensation. I was better than my old self, I was better than Sebastian, I was on a whole other level. The dizziness had precipitated, and I got back on my feet. A couple of girls passed by in the hallway, they had noticed my music, they smiled at me, and I flashed signature Sebastian’s grin right back at them. Once they were gone, I burst into laughter.

I grabbed my phone and gave a call to NewU Records, who were the ones I had actually gotten an agreement with, and they were going to make me their new star, all I had to do was give them a call.

Everything was set up for Sebastian. Record deal, new apartment and future career, all set up by me. From my savings I've even bought a white convertible, which I think would go extremely well with my new identity.

I took it for a spin later that night, like a totally insufferable, self-absorbed and enviable celebrity with the world at his feet. It feels so good, it feels so right. This is going to be sweet.

[newtsoda]

Sensory: Life on the Spectrum released in the USA yesterday! Here it is, being spotted in the graphic novel section of Barnes & Noble. Eeeeeeeee! :D

[ecoamerica]

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[phoenixyfriend]

See, here's my issue with the take that Padme 'deserved better' than Anakin:

Anakin is what Padme wants.

There is no "better" for her, because she went into that relationship eyes wide open, and still decided 'actually, you know what, I do want the baby murderer.'

"Padme, you deserve better." "Better how?"

Like yes she deserved someone who does not choke her to death, or join a fascist overlord, but like all the general points about his violence and controlling tendencies, or his awkwardness or bad hair, are just like, uhhhhh she likes that, actually. Like she is demonstrably okay or even into it.

Also this is a recurring peeve but like. The whole "Anakin tries to get her to skive off work to hang out with him" thing doesn't count as too controlling or pushy or immature for her, and I will stand by this, because she does the same damn thing to him three episodes later.

[hum--hallelujah]

the fact that Thriller (the only thing I haven't done yet is die/and it's me and my plus one(s) at the afterlife) is on the same record as (After) Life Of The Party (I'm a stitch away/from making it/and a scar away from falling apart [...] kiss away young thrills and kills on the mouths of all my friends) and Hum fricking Hallelujah (*gestures at the whole song*) and GOLDEN????? when I say Hum acts as a touchstone for IOH this is what I mean

[royallyprincesslilly]

Me sitting here like a mom watching the kids open presents on Christmas morning as I watch the MANY videos, jokes, commentary, memes and tweets about this beautiful racially satisfying moment.

[kakusu-shipping]

The Ideal polycule in Work, Around the House, and Date outfits

[readtilyoudie]

What does it mean to survive in the wild? You can’t do it without going wild yourself. We are all capable of reverting to a wilder state. The wild may sentence a cat or a dog to a starved life or early death.

But for a goldfish, the wild promises abundance. Release a goldfish, and it will never look back. Nothing fully lives in a bowl; it only learns to survive it.

How Far the Light Reaches: A Life in Ten Sea Creatures by Sabrina Imbler