i was gonna focus on the spike-hotboxing-celestia aspect but i got distracted somewhere along the way and i think i forgot what joke i was trying to make
but dont you think its interesting how many guards of the exact same color/body type she's managed to accrue?? i do
Artha Elizabeth Marston, born 1901. Nicknamed Beth, she was conceived by accident at a time when no children should be born. Her first 6 years of life were defined by instability and constant trouble that her father could not help but find.
At 10 years old, Beth is wild and short-tempered. It's a rarity to see her with shoes, clean clothes, and neat hair all at once. Loves to run, jump, and climb everything in her vicinity; "You must have bones of iron because it's a damn miracle you haven't broken one," her mother says.
Talkative and eager to learn, she's drawn to horses, but isn't good at riding; in spite of that, she's up for the challenge. Unlike her brother Jack, she hopes to run Beecher's Hope one day in their father's stead.
life at the ranch is good for three years...
but then comes the dreaded ending of rdr1. now, what is the marston siblings' plan?
oh oh oh 30 year old touya...............body still healing, rediscovering who he is, figuring out how to be a brother and a son again. learning and growing mentally and emotionally in a safe space, for the first time. it's weird and wonky and some days are better than others and healing isn't linear and feelings are hard.
especially once he realizes he's got a little crush on the sweet nurse that comes to check on him every day.
“You have a bat themed computer?! This is somehow worse than my dad naming everything after our family.”
“Wait, does he actually do that?”
“Yeah, dude. We have the Fenton Bazooka, the Fenton Boo-merang, the Fenton Family Ghost Assault Vehicle, the Fenton Phones, Fenton Rocket, Fenton Skateboard…”
“Wait, wait. You own an assault vehicle? A rocket?”
“What? You're saying it as if you don't.”
“Yeah, but my… He is Batman. Not exactly the poster boy for sanity, you know?”
“Well, look at the bright side! You don't have to feel awkward about it anymore. If anyone gets it, it's me.”
Jason smiled, a bit dizzy, and guided him.
Jason had never brought anyone to the cave before. It felt oddly heavy in his chest. He had to resist the urge to keep turning around to check on Danny. He felt a bit like Orpheus in a way.