#sloth is such a creepy bastard

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

Skeletons with a S/O who is basically like a jester, very jokey, happy go lucky, and a bit of a bastard.

Undertale Sans - You two are pranking each other in turns and trying to be the biggest bitch to each other possible. Sans always had to play nice with Papyrus because he explodes easily and he can't stand the screaming, but right now he's catching on twenty years of horrible jokes he never dared to do to his brother. Papyrus is having a mental breakdown over you two.

Undertale Papyrus - You are trying to test his limits. But what you didn't know is that Papyrus has 20 years of experience with stupid pranks and half of them fall flat because he calls you out before you can do anything. You're so frustrated and he is so proud of himself. Sans can't believe it the first time Papyrus comes to him to actually ask him to explain him his best pranks so he can ruin his S/O's mood.

Underswap Sans - PLEASE GIVE HIM A BREAK. He loves jokes and puns too, but this is too much, he can't follow you omg. Everytime he enters a room, he needs to inspect EVERYTHING as he lives in fear of you making fun of him again. He's begging you, give him one day. Only one day free of your pranks.

Underswap Papyrus - You're bullying him. Honey just wants cuddles and love and you keep tricking him in believing you will cuddle him before tricking him atrocely and make him regret his decision of hugging you. Why. Blue calls this his karma for the 20 years he made his own life a living hell. Well, until he sat on a woopee cushion.

Underfell Sans - You two managed to infiltrate a school one day, broke all the toilets, put woopee cushions on every bench and chair, and then you drank vodka while witnessing the chaos. You will never grow tired of this. Police officers call you the "woopee cushions psychopath gang" and they are trying to find you, without success so far, except for that day when they found their car filled with woopee cushions.

Underfell Papyrus - Pranking him, he can still manage, but this is too far. Poor Doomfanger looks like a rainbow as you dyed her entire fur as a vengeance for all the times she made your life hell. Doomfanger is crying in agony on the floor at the feet of her dad, begging for help. You didn't realise Edge cared that much about the damn cat until he caught you in one of his trap in the garden and let you hang upside down for a whole day, laughing at your face like the sassy man he is every time he walked in front of you. You kinda desserved it honestly.

Horrortale Sans - You know that sloth in Zootopia? The one that laughs in slow motion after a joke. That's kinda Oak. He finds the jokes funny, but only after a very long awkward silence, the time the joke gets to his very slow brain. You think that's even more hilarious this way. He's a good public for almost anything, as long as it's not hurtful to his brother or the animals of the farm.

Horrortale Papyrus - You almost shit yourself when Willow pinned you against the wall and said with a very creepy voice he would love to cook human today, before laughing like a madman at your fear saying that you should have seen your face. Since that day, you are very careful with pranks around Willow. He's a sweetheart but never forget he can crush your skull with one hand if he really wants it.

Swapfell Sans - He gives you a deadpan face every time, not amused. That's your personal challenge. Caught him off guard. But it's still a work in progress so far. He's a very difficult public and he's insensitive to taxing humor. You need to be very subtile to just get one smile. But you are determined to find a weakness. Keep searching.

Swapfell Papyrus - You lost the count of the times you two got in trouble because of stupid pranks you set to random people. You are encouraging each other to go farther and farther, except not everyone is really receptive to your type of humor. Nox gave you two two warnings, then he let you in jail for two weeks so you both learn your lesson. That didn't work. You did it again as soon as you got out.

Fellswap Gold Sans - King of pokerface. You can try but you'll never have a reaction from him even if you're trying really hard. However, prank his brother and he's going to show you his kind of humor by pinning you against a wall, dark sockets, threatening you to lose your hand if you're doing this ever again, and you're kinda so traumatised you never do it ever again.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - He laughs at you at every joke, then there's an awkward silence. Then he looks at you. And then he tells you he didn't get it. And that kills you even more every time.

[planetette]

obey me! — mc vs the little d's (sloth)

rating: teen

content warnings: mentions of grievous injuries, mentions of mc’s death

a/n: this was supposed to be part of a headcanon set detailing how all varieties of little d act like their avatar and how they’d react to mc??? but then this bit turned into a fic by itself sooooo if anyone wants the others just yell at me i guess?????

The Avatars of Sin aren't the only inhabitants of the House of Lamentation. Every other week, there's some brother belly-aching about yet another blob of concentrated sin burrowing themselves somewhere they're not supposed to be. Although Lucifer insists that the Little Ds are nothing more than particularly intelligent pests, you can't help but notice more and more similarities between the creepy cute critters and the lords they serve under...

Your first scars from the Devildom wasn't from Beelzebub trying to kill you over the custard, or Leviathan trying to kill you over the trivia quiz, or some rando from RAD trying to kill you just because, or by any proper demon at all.

They're from one of those goddamn little purple bastards tearing your fucking arm to shreds not even a week in.

You’re not even sure what you did to piss it off — one second, you’re poking around in the HoL, minding your own business, and the next one of the fucking things is doing its damnedest to strip the meat off your bones. The resulting mess needed a shitton of stitches (even after being slammed with every healing spell known to man — er, demon) and you learned to never be in the same room with anything with ram-looking horns.

The purple blobs continue to be just? So unnecessarily mean to you??? For no reason????? You can’t sit in the common room or the library for too long without one of them acting like they want to take another chunk out of you. You can’t get near the purple bed in Beelzebub’s room — not because he doesn’t want you over there, but because there’s always a purple blob on it that’s plotting your death. You can’t get into the planetarium at all — there’s a fucking colony in there and they snarl at you if you even look at the entrance wrong. You try feeding them like you do the others but there's a 50/50 shot they throw the food back at you, but you can’t not feed them or else they whine and whine and whine until you do give them a plate. They can’t be swayed, nothing appeases them, and so you stop extending olive branches pretty quickly.

And then you meet Belphegor — the real Belphegor, the one with ram-looking horns and cruel laughter and crueler words, who gleefully ushers in your death by crushing your windpipe and ramming his fist through your ribcage.

As you're tossed down the stairs and the world goes dark around the edges, there's only one nonsensical thought ringing through your head.

At least this explains the Little Ds.

___

After all the exclamations and explanations and revelations and hiding in your room for a week to fall apart in peace because you just fucking died, you emerge from your sanctuary to find that... all the Sloth Ds are gone?

Wait, no, not quite. They're all hiding. Where as before you couldn't blink without one of them breathing down your neck, now you have to actively look for them. You walk into any room and any Sloth Ds in there scatter at the sound of your footsteps. The only sign of them in the twins' room is the glimpse of a tail ducking under Belphegor's bed. They refuse to come out when you treat the rest of the Ds to a snack — if it wasn't for the Gluttony ones bringing them what was left, they wouldn't be eating at all.

(Certainly none of this has to do with their master conveniently falling asleep the second you enter a room. It definitely doesn't have anything to do with the guilt written all over his face whenever you two are forced to interact for any length of time. And it totally doesnt have anything to do with him avoiding your eyes even as he attempts to wheedle affection out of you.)

Slowly, very slowly, the Sloth Ds start to do... things. Weirdly nice things. At least, you're pretty sure it's the Sloth Ds. The brothers would have let you know if they had washed and folded your clothes while you were away or had cleared the planetarium of little demon blobs so you could do your astronomy homework. The rest of the Little Ds are like well-trained puppies by this point, and wouldn't have passed up an opportunity to show off their work if it meant getting more treats.

You eventually catch some Sloth Ds in the act. Your last class of the day had been cancelled and you make a beeline to the HoL so you could get a jump on the day's homework. You fling open your bedroom door, already digging in your backpack for your textbooks —

An alarmed series of squeaks have you jerking your head up, just in time to see several black and purple blurs scrambling off your nearly-made bed. One of the Sloth Ds gets kicked in the chaos, leaving it half-stunned while the rest rocket past you and out of the room.

The blob left behind panics as it rights itself, but makes eye contact with you and freezes. It slowly backs itself into the corner where your headboard meets the wall and curls into itself, body tense and eyes wide.

Seeing it cower both baffles and pains you. Even when things were at their most hostile, you can't think of anything you could have done to make any Sloth D scared of you.

But then you remember —

("I can't tell if you hate me or not," Belphegor says into the night. "You have all the right to hate me, if you do. I didn't know how good I would have it until after I almost ruined any chance of having it. I want so desperately to fix it, to fix this, but I don't know how. I hope you'll let me try.")

...What use is a right arm, anyway.

Doing your best to not startle the poor thing, you gingerly sit on the bed. You make sure your hand is limp, relaxed, and below the D's eye level before you slowly reach out to pet it.

The Little D watches your hand warily and flinches when you make contact with its cheek. You coo hey now, its okay as you scritch your way up its face and around its hat and horns. It tenses up even more for a second, then relaxes all at once, uncurling itself from its ball and leaning on your hand.

Glad to see the Little D not be so tense you take your hand away... or you try to, because it chases your hand and lets out a happy purr-trill-chirp as it bunts into your palm. You let out a small laugh and stay like that for a minute, idly scratching at its horns as the D purrs up a storm. When it finally decides its had enough it snuggles at your hand one more time, lets out a content chirp and blissfully floats out of your room.

That Little D clearly tells its friends what had happened, because your bed is full of Sloth Ds for the next week. They always clear out when you tell them to, though, only requiring pets as apologies for waking them from their nap. They start showing up at snack time too — they show up last, bleary-eyed and cranky, but they show up — and they eat their food like good little gentlemen.

(That same week, you manage to round up everyone — royals and exchange students included — for a movie night sleepover. You plop down on the couch and Belphegor instantly claims a spot at your side, insisting Beel take the other. The rest of the brothers grumble and complain, but eventually acquiesce. Seats are chosen, snacks are passed out, and everyone settles down for the first movie.

Sometime during the second, Belphegor's head bumps into your shoulder. You think he's fallen asleep, until you notice his ramrod spine and his eyes boring a hole into the TV. You wiggle a bit until you can get your arm behind him, then bring your hand to the back of his head and start scritching at the spot where hair meets skin.

Belphie melts.)

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The night after Diavolo's birthday party, with Belphie's pact still fresh on your skin, you come back to your room to find yet another pile of Sloth Ds on your bed. You gently push and cajole them until you clear off enough space to sleep, then faceplant into the sheets.

You wake up with Belphie using your stomach as a pillow. His Little Ds are piled up on top of you two, doing their best impression of a blanket and purring away.

[unwelcomedfox]

SLOTHMAHI PLZ!!!!

Although I must say that I am not too into this ship, I do absolutely love the horror vibes I get from them. You know how some games have bad endings? That's slothmahi to me and I'm really into it. I guess I love hurting Mahi in this ship sjsj.

[dropoutparty]

ngc ramblings part 3- chapter 5

here we are at part 3!!! sorry this one took so long, i originally was gonna make this post include entropy and extus (along with finally talking about face in depth) but it was so fuckin long that im splitting it into 2 different posts! the next part isnt done yet but im like almost halfway done so it shouldnt be too much longer until its out! also before we get into this one:

tw for: death, animal death, and suicide. pls take care of urself and don't read this if those things are triggering for u <3

ok lets get on with the post

at the start of entropy zach doesnt waste any time getting right to the point. this place is bigger than the other planets so far, and zach says the music this time around is a melody that “started out normal but then got distorted” played by a violin sounding instrument. even tho i do sometimes forget that this is supposed to be a creepypasta im not surprised that he said it made him feel depressed and unnerved lmao. anyways, this planet has all new level types in it!! no reused ones!! ok now this is epic. the bosses this time around are megalon, battra, and mechagodzilla, but itll be a good while before we get to those guys because this chapter is long as hell holy shit?? buckle up babez <33 now, before i get into the meat of things as usual im gonna talk abt the planet name! entropy basically means “a lack of order/predictability or a gradual decline into disorder” and that's very accurate to this part of the story. at this point, red is pissed off and is getting desperate, which means from here on out things are going to be getting more intense and more unstable. this world is the turning point in the overall story, basically.

now with that out of the way, zach first goes to the worlds quiz level as usual! this time something was different. usually, in the quiz levels there would be goofy ass music playin in the bg (specifically the GH1D0RA cheat music, if you wanna like listen to it ig?) but from here on out its been replaced by the music from the games password screen, which zach called creepy earlier on in the pasta. im gonna glaze over the quiz again this time, but when we get to the next planet ill talk about all of the quizzes in depth all at once. basically all you need to know for now abt what happens here is face asks “do you like mothra?” and when zach picks no (after going on a tangent abt how mothra sucks lmao,, bro i swear im good at the game my controllers just messed up /s), face enters bastard mode and goes “TOO BAD!” and boom now zach cant play as anyone but mothra. zach is pissed for now but little does he know this is just going to become an even more epic gamer bc of this,, youll never get better at something if you never try and all that.

after that, zach moves on to the first level type- the forest. immediately zach gets an eerie feeling from this level bc he has some kinda fear involving forests at night (i can think of a reason why but ill have to talk abt that later just to be sure). hes also not feelin great about being forced to play as mothra, so the pressure of it all is def starting to get to him by now. the music in the forest is woodwinds followed by slow, rhythmic drums and chiming bells. must have been some ominous woodwinds and bells bc it made him feel like he was intruding somewhere he shouldnt be (oh rlly?? u dont say,, everything up until now has been fine /s). getting into the level itself, eventually zach comes across some weird deer-like monsters just vibing and scares them away when he gets close. later in the level he finds more of these weird deer along with a sloth-like creature on some of the trees and some raptor dudes killing some of the deer. zach shoots one of the raptors but thats about it. nothing really happened in this level but zach noted that he didnt feel like he was playing a video game, but instead it felt more like he was exploring a forest in another dimension. thats interesting for reasons ill ~get to later~ (yall must be so tired of hearing that by now omg,, i know im tired of saying it at least. i was gonna wait until after replay to talk about things but i severely underestimated how long this whole project would be, so i might make a post for the “more on that later” stuff before i get into replay. let me know what u think i should do).

anyways, the next thing zach checks out is the first tv screen level so far. these levels just play an animation with some music in the background, and theres a different animation per level. this time around the animation is of a kid with a beaver(?) head licking a lollipop and the music is the GH1D0RA music that the quiz levels used to use. the only thing of note here is that zach says he had a shirt that looked just like that when he was a kid. after that, were off to some of the weirdest fuckin levels in this whole thing imo- the hourglass levels. these levels have an entirely brown color palette, with grandfather clocks standing in the background (the level appears to be in like a hallway or something) and various time measuring things floating in the air. the music is the same as the board (ig cosby just didnt feel like thinking of what theme this place would have lol). after a little bit zach was rlly happy to see actual enemies from the normal game show up! these are basically like aircraft, tanks, etc. thats not the main attraction here tho, bc this level has its own unique mechanic! this mechanic is the colored hourglass items you can pick up. there are three of them, a blue one that slows time down and makes enemies from the past appear, a red one that speeds up time and makes enemies from the future appear, and a green one that made the time flow normally and spawned enemies from the normal game. zach found the blue one first, which caused a bunch of prehistoric enemies based on real animals to show up. after that he found a green one and fought normal enemies again, and then he found a red hourglass. the future enemies here look like aliens to me, and zach says that one enemy reminds him of something he saw in a book once. eventually, a special future creature showed up and zach was suddenly in a boss battle! or a mini boss battle? that description is probably more accurate. this guy doesnt have a face, and he can only attack by shooting a beam from his face, it sure does look cool! after zach beat it tho, he was off to the next level type, which is basically a toxic waste dump.

zach called it grungy and inhospitable, with the music being a synth ambient loop that made him feel dizzy while he listened to it. this is important because this is the first instance of the game making zach feel something *physically*, not just psychologically. all of the enemies here are mutated to some degree, with him first seeing green mummies with bird skulls coming out from vats of toxic slutch and a brownish cow skeleton monster with spider legs. later zach comes across a deer from the woods, drinking some toxic slutch (delinchous). zach got close to it to try making it stopped but suddenly some enemies came out of nowhere and scared it into running right off a ledge and into the slutch. rip :pensive:. after that zach found more mutated enemies (i.e some things with tentacles and some other deformed thing with human teeth) before he finally gets to the end of the level, where theres another miniboss waiting for him!! this ones a toxic sludge monster with a whale skull who attacks with a mouth projectile and by charging into you. the monster sank into the slutch and thats all for this level babeyy!

the next level is another forest, but this time its winter! its still at night, but this time zach doesnt feel off put, which he mostly attributes to the music. he describes it as a gentle, calm song that almost sounded romantic. the entire first segment of this level had no enemies in it, but dw this level is interesting i swear. the next segment starts out just as empty as the last one, but this time its silent. that is, until the music from “unforgiving cold” starts playing. yaa you remember that place!! i think i said it was less interesting than i remembered but its interesting again now bc it was foreshadowing these levels!! anyways soon after the music started up, zach started to come across tons of frozen bodies of the deer from earlier. some were mutilated, some werent, but they were all frozen and covered in snow. eventually zach does come across something living though, a sloth creature from earlier! its just vibing when suddenly the winter versions of the raptors from earlier rush in and fuckin obliterate the sloth thing. those things just blindly try killing everything in sight, and even start fighting themselves before zach finally gets to the last part of the level.

now this is where shit starts to get crayzay. this part opens up to a big empty field with a full moon and the nice music from earlier back. despite the nice music tho, zach immediately starts feeling dread and eventually he finds a lake. the lake comes down from the sky and starts to crack like an egg, a humanoid figure curled up in the fetus position dropping into the lake below and the moon halves disintegrated. this spawned the moon beast, the hardest challenge zachs had to deal with so far. after he finally defeats it, the screen goes to black and the name “melissa” is on screen, written in red. after that, the screen then says kys. the word kill then fills up the screen, layering over itself until it forms a picture of reds face. its now that we finally get to hear abt the whole melissa thing (which makes it sound like shes been mentioned in the pasta before this but thats not what i mean lmao). to summarize, zach had a middle school gf named melissa (also bro middle school?? wadda hell) who often went into “episodes” where she would stare off, expressionless, before trembling and putting her face in her hands. she and zach hung out in a field at night a lot but one night she just stared at the moon the whole time before running into traffic and dying.

NOW its finally later!!! were not done with entropy yet, but this is the end of part one of entropy so i wanna just take a little break to talk about things so far. this planet is FULL of symbolism and foreshadowing. to start off, i think a lot of the questions face asks at the beginning foreshadow things that happen. some examples are “is time slipping though your fingers?” which could allude to the time levels, “do you have any regrets?” which i think obviously foreshadows the whole melissa thing, “is it safe to go out at night?” and “do you find it hard to sleep at night?” both follow the same kinda theme, which i think relates to how the melissa incident happened at night, specifically out at night. i dont think the forest levels have anything too important in them, other than to introduce the presence of an innocent, harmless creature that doesnt deserve what happens to it later (aka the deer things) which might symbolize melissa. more evidence for this symbolizing melissa comes from the encounter with the deer in the toxic dump and the winter forest, where in the former zach tries to stop it from hurting itself but is too late, being forced to watch it die, and in the latter the same innocent thing from earlier is found dead close to where the real incident took place. the two big themes to keep in mind here are death and time, more specifically the past. most of the enemies here are either made from bones or kill other enemies, there's a dedicated time level referencing things that zach remembers seeing at one point (aka that one alien zach recognized), the beaver head had the same shirt as child zach did, it all connects to zachs past and the death of melissa. as for the moon beast, its the most obvious reference for reasons ive already explained. i dont really know what the moon cracking open and dropping a curled up human into the lake could mean other than some other thing melissa related, but i *do* think that the fact that the moon beast is the most difficult thing zach has faced so far is symbolic of the fact that the trauma from this event has followed him throughout his entire life, and its something he struggles with daily. it could even be the reason why he said no when face asked if he could sleep easily at night. the moon beast also has some black fur around its neck, which i think is meant to represent a tire track, referencing and/or mocking the way melissa died.

its so cool how this entire part of the story builds up to and foreshadows the bomb it drops at the end of the part, giving people something to look back on. a lot of ppl say that as soon as the melissa stuff gets introduced the story goes down in quality, and i do somewhat agree with that sentiment, especially if they want the story to actually be scary, but i think the direction the story goes from this point on is so unique and cool. it does follow the whole “theres a ghost in the game” troupe (even tho it was probably seen as a spin on that originally) but it doesnt do the same cliches as so many other gaming creepypastas do and it really takes the concept and makes it its own. i just think its neat,,,

anyways im done gushing abt this story, lets get on with part 2 of extus!! basically zach has a fuckin panic attack and, after taking a few minutes to calm himself down when its over, he decides that he has to finish the game now because if he doesnt its just going to haunt him for the rest of his life. zach has now realized that the game is “alive” and can somehow see his thoughts and memories, so understandably hes pretty freaked out by it at this point. when he keeps playing, the first thing he does is check out another tv screen level. this time, the animation is of a fish dude just kinda standing there with his mouth flapping open and closed and the music is the neptune board music from the original game. the only reason i can think of for why this is here is maybe the game is mocking zach for the panic attack he just had (bc when u have a panic attack you feel like you can barely breathe, if ur lucky enough to have never had one before and u dont know) but thats abt it. its probably just a random goofy thing cosby threw in there.

anyways, the next actual level is the first labyrinth level. this time around, its a gold labyrinth specifically. the music in these levels is a slow, ominous drum beat with female vocals occasionally coming in and (basically from here on out) the monster zach plays as is now half the size it used to be. i think this shows how zachs feeling at this point, like this whole thing isnt just being a big strong monster and beating up enemies any more, he feels small and scared and helpless in the face of something potentially dangerous that he doesnt understand maybe his confusion about the game is the reason *why* theres so many labyrinth levels here in the first place. anyways im getting ahead of myself. personally, i think the aesthetic of the gold labyrinth is very similar to the green temples back on trance. while trance had a more circular and soft theme to it's architecture and sculpture, entropys is much more square or rectangle oriented. despite this, i think that the golden mazes at least are another religious kind of building, and the architecture is just different because theyre two different cultures who just happen to worship the same spiritual figure (aka melissa. did i say that earlier? i think i did,, if i didnt well the religions worship melissa, not knowing she's a dead human or anything. probably).

moving on, zach notes how the gold labyrinth would probably have been impossible to navigate as any of the other monsters, so turns out face being an asshole was a blessing in disguise after all huh? anyways this place is full of weird gold monsters, lava/fire traps, and stone faces (both in more of an easter island head style and in the regular feminine headshot weve seen so far). zach comes across two feminine heads, one that is more adult looking and pure gold, and another one that looks much younger and whos eyes have red irises and blue scleras. this statue apparently looks a lot like melissa did on the night she died, so zach leaves it pretty quickly. i *think* this is the first time we see the color blue associated with melissa? if it isnt sorry abt that, its been a couple days since i worked on ngcr so ive forgotten some of the smaller or more subtle things by now. GOD i keep getting side tracked ANYWAYS eventually zach finds a non-gold enemy and sees it get picked up by like an arcade crane claw. hes curious so he follows the claw, only to see the monster be put in a big gold cauldron and walk out the side of it as a gold monster.

gonna be honest, no idea what the hell this could mean. like? theres been no themes of corruption or good things becoming evil so far so this just kinda. exists,, yea idk lol. im not part of like any discord servers or anything so all this theorizing and analysis has just been me, maybe getting some small ideas from like random youtube comments or something, so if something ive said so far has been unanimously disagreed with somewhere i dont know about it. thats also why this isnt really a definitive or comprehensive analysis (even tho im trying to be as comprehensive as i can).

anyways zach finds the exit soon after and hes on to the next level type (there's so fucking many of them ik dont worry weve almost gotten to all of them now), the indigo cliffs. the background of these levels is similar to the blue mountains from trance, but now the moon and clouds from the toxic dump background is also here (and colored indigo to match). the music here is just a deep rumbling noise. the first “enemies” he sees here are just a bunch of multicolored little guys coming out of a hole in the ground and jumping off a cliff. were continuing the death theme yall!! anyways zach continues, flying over some more weird creatures (tho some of them just look like dinosaurs lol) before he sees a bunch more of the multicolored guys out and about but this time theyre getting grabbed by birds!! wadda heel!!! zach comments on how the multicolored dudes seem eager to die and thinks maybe the moon has something to do with it (like melissa dude wat!!!! that's crazy /s). at the end of the level there were some more multicolored dudes just walking into a creatures mouth so zach attacked the thing and killed it and the levels over yay!

now its time for the bosses babeyy!!! first zach fights battra (basically an evil moth kaiju), the music is varans theme. battra starts off in his larvae form, where he basically just fought by running into you and shooting stuff at you. while fighting this form, zach noticed that the game buffed mothra because his gamer skillz were too cringe lmaoo. he beats the larvae form and battra goes into his second form, where hes basically a stronger clone of mothra (misogyny). zach fights battra and has fun doing it (for once,, good for him) and he wins yay! next hes fighting megalon (a big beetle/bug kaiju), whos music was gigans theme. im tired when im writing this so ill just give you zachs description of how he fought: “strong, persistent, but dumb”. after this, zach checks out the last tv screen of entropy. this time, it shows a big buff guy with a sack over his head hit a womans head with a sledgehammer while shes tied to a table or something. the music for it was the password theme. i think this is probably here because red is getting angrier? like this guy is still here after i triggered his ptsd?? what the hell!!!

anyways before we get to the last boss we have one last level type to get through- the shadow labyrinth. at this point, zach starts to feel drained because no shit sherlock you just had a panic attack and youve been playing this game for fuckin several hours at this point of course youre fuckin drained. anyways zach enters the shadow labyrinth, which is a black recolor of the gold labyrinth. the music is “evil ambience” similar to unforgiving colds music but distinctly different apparently. there werent any enemies so zach just kinda wandered for a while until the lights turned off, darkening the whole screen and (secretly) spawning tons of spooky enemies thatll chase and hit mothra in the dark. eventually the lights came back on and zach started scrambling to the exit. when the lights turned back off, zach was able to find one of the melissa looking statues and stood next to it. it warded off the monsters while the lights were off, so zach was safe. i think this shows 2 things: 1) its a little more validation for my “religion in this world worships melissa” theory and 2) it foreshadows the way melissa wants to protect zach at the end of the game. zach beat the shadow labyrinth a lot faster than the gold one so were done with all the stages now!! now theres only the last boss and red and were done with entropy!

the last boss is mechagodzilla, but when zach starts the level, normal godzilla is there instead!! its whatever tho bc soon the disguise is gone and its just pretty much the normal mechagodzilla fight (but now hes got a gay beam). at about half health tho, mechagodzillas sprite breaks into pieces like gezoras did way back on earth and reforms into not-mechagodzilla. even tho it looks uncanny (and the usage of the face statue on the front is probably there to further mock zach bc melissa) zach beats it p easily and now its time for the chase. ba dum ba dum thats the sound of a chase.

as usual tho, before i get to the red chase its time to talk about entropy as a planet!! i think the best way to describe the layout is “a big forest with a toxic waste dump in it takes up half the planet while the other half is a large religious temple/labyrinth with a dangerous underbelly”. there doesnt seem to be any intelligent life there now (its all dead by now probably) but there was at some point at least because imean the huge labyrinth is there dude!!! i dont have much to say for this section tbh bc i feel like i've already said everything i wanted to, so its time for the chase ig!!

basically the chase with red here takes place in a labyrinth level bc of course it does. this labyrinth, however, seems to be made of some kind of organic matter. is it flesh? organs? nondescript viscera? idk but it's pulsating and bloody. also this time red has wings too!! anyways, basically zach avoids red throughout the maze, red breaks through one of the walls with his big alien tongue, and zach gets to the end of the maze. nothing crazy happens at the end of this chapter (i think it was crazy enough as is) so thats the end of that and now its time for the penultimate planet- extus.

[holycatsandrabbits]

Coming July 6 for the Good Omens Mini-Bang: The Good Demon  Art by @smolalienbee  

Fic by @holycatsandrabbits (Dannye Chase)

Rated T. Excerpt:

Crowley had never been mortal. He’d never had a cold, never needed food, never had a pair of shoes that couldn’t be miracled into fitting well. Hell had a lot of punishments. This wasn’t one that Crowley had ever thought about. He’d never worried that Beelzebub would call him into their office and instead of condemning him to the Pit or a lake of sulphur, would take his powers, his immortality, his serpent form, wings, his damned yellow eyes, and turn him human. 

It wasn’t Crowley’s fault, not really. So he hadn’t done some or most of what he’d told Hell he’d done. The results were the same, weren’t they? The humans were cruel enough to each other on their own, they hadn’t needed help. So what if Crowley had lazed around for most of his posting on Earth? He was a demon. Sloth was a sin. But then Beelzebub had asked Crowley to report the last time he’d ever done anything actually evil— you know, murder, torture, terrorizing, and— well, Crowley couldn’t remember. Apparently sloth wasn’t enough to make a demon, not in these days.

But Beelzebub had been merciful. Crowley hadn’t expected it of them, but they had left one light on in the darkness: one path back to damnation. There was an angel on Earth, by the ridiculous name of Aziraphale. He was posing as a chaplain on a college campus, reaching out to the youth, guiding them into whatever angels guided people into: not-terrorizing or whatever. All Crowley had to do was to make this angel lose his job, and Crowley would get his back. Seduce him, Beelzebub had said. Make him Fall.

Crowley wasn’t sure if Beelzebub was aware that most of the seductions that Crowley had claimed to have done over the last 6000 years had been made up as well, but how hard could it be, even with an angel? Angels could have sex if they were in love and not Fall for it, but some of them must feel lust, yeah? In any case, that was a moot point, the loophole was closed, because angels could not fall in love with demons. And Crowley was a demon. He was just a little under the weather right now. He’d be right as acid rain soon enough, you could count on that.

But at the moment, Crowley was hungry and tired, and his feet hurt. Perhaps Crowley could excuse mortals for some of their cruelty if this was the way they felt all the time. Hell had at least equipped him with what he needed for this job: a place to stay near campus, a bank account. But other than that, Crowley was on his own in a way he never really had been before.

The campus Chaplaincy was at the top of the hill. It was early evening now, and the sun was starting to set. The Chaplaincy glowed comfortably through its windows, casting golden light out onto the sidewalk. It was definitely the dwelling place of an angel. Crowley could sense the ethereal magic trying to work its way into the minds of those who passed. Angels used all kinds of tricks like that to their advantage, trying to sway humans one way or another. It was odd, though, because the Chaplaincy felt...welcoming and safe. Crowley couldn’t remember if he’d ever felt an angel’s powers used to simply tell people that they could find refuge under his care.

Crowley climbed the hill, his feet pinching and aching. But that was all right, it was a necessary evil, because he needed the fancy shoes he wore. He’d kept on his dark glasses even though he didn’t need them now, because he knew how good he looked in them, and he needed to look his best in order to carry out a seduction. 

Crowley had always been attractive, and he could be devastatingly charming if he really needed to be (like that time in Eden), so he didn’t worry too much about that. Crowley could only hope that the angel was at least somewhat palatable. Crowley had seen quite a few angels in his time, and they tended to be attractive in the way marble statues were, cold and distant, somewhere in the uncanny valley of looking human and being decidedly not. Creepy bastards, the lot of them.

Crowley approached the Chaplaincy slowly, leaving the sidewalk and creeping up to one of the windows, staying mostly behind a tree on the lawn. He’d start with a little recon, he’d decided. Take a look, see what he was up against. What he’d soon be up against quite literally, if all went well.

There was a group of people inside the building, but Crowley only saw one of them. He wore brown slacks and a light blue shirt with a sweater over it, along with the seamless white band of a clerical collar. He had white hair that could definitely be described as fluffy, puffing up over his head in wild soft curls. He was a little portly, particularly around the middle and the rear end.

He was...he was beautiful. 

And he was an angel, that was easy for Crowley to sense. Aziraphale was giving off such a strong level of ethereal power that it honestly made Crowley a little nervous. But it was all somehow impossibly gentle. The students gathered with him were laughing and chatting, completely at ease. There was a kid in the corner curled up on a quilt, sound asleep, and Crowley could feel the angelic magic covering him like a warm blanket. It felt like peace and security and dream of whatever you like best.

Crowley stepped back from the window. He could count himself lucky, he supposed, that his target was probably the softest, most delicious-looking angel he could ever have imagined. But there was also a little voice in his head that made Crowley linger on the sidewalk, hesitating to go in and start his assignment. This was a good angel. By far the best Crowley had ever seen. Kind. Generous. Protective. And Crowley was supposed to destroy him, to turn that golden light into a poisonous red miasma, to burn down everything that had been created here, the safe space, the welcome, the love.

But of course, Crowley could do that. He could. He was a demon, after all.

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Thanks so much to @do-it-with-style-events for organizing the bang!! Here is the list of all the works!

[imagine-darksiders]

Sins in order from most to least favorite and why?

Most - Least: 

Sloth - Big fat, lazy bastard. He is me and I am he. I would follow his philosophy so fast. I wouldn’t even question it. 

Envy - It was kind of rubbish that she was literally spurned by everyone, even the other sins. They all called her the ‘weakest’ sin, so I say good for her for outsmarting everyone and proving that brain trumps brawn. Also, her charisma as the Watcher is *chef kiss* perfećion. And she actually acknowledged humanity’s accomplishments. I can see her as being a redeemable villain. 

Lust - Their soundtrack is probably my favourite along with their whole aesthetic. I love that they don’t represent carnal lust, but desire in its entirety. And they’re just so damn charming. I would like Lust to tell me my deepest desires because I don’t even know that shit. 

Wrath - He’s actually tied for third place. He’s big. He’s strong. He’s ferociously stupid. He’s everything I would want in a man. I haven’t felt angry in a long time and I want him to make me go absolutely batshit nuts every once in a while. 

Pride - Yeah, she’s hot, but she loses points for thinking she’s better than everyone. She made herself leader of the sins even though the others were like, ‘uh, no?’ Audacious. Idc is she’s only acting all contemptuous because she’s insecure about her appearance. That’s no excuse for being so haughty! 

Gluttony - Ate rampage’s body, gave me the most trouble during his 1st stage. Also, cover your mouth when you burp, troll. 

Avarice - He scares me, that laugh. Ugh. And he stole so many priceless pieces of art for himself. Art is created to be universally shared, jackass. Oh and also, he turned the bodies of children into his creepy, personal slaves for the sole purpose of guarding his collection. Freaking children dude. 

[wheremytwinwatches]

[Where My Twin Watches]: Full Metal Alchemist Brotherhood Episode 51

Last Time: The Bus Came Back, Al really needs to learn Morse Code, and the Golems woke up. Onwards!

Oh snap, new opening. Soft music as Ed and Al stand together in Central, looking at the lit-up castle until Ed looks away to blue pictures of Roy’s Crew wait I just saw Hughes in there. Oooh no. That’s not a good sign. Ok it’s including everyone from Armstrong the Great to General Grumman so unless this show’s heading towards a Total Party Wipe (which is not as unlikely as I’d like) it must just be stylistic. Wait what that was a white Truth outline that looked a heck of a lot like Winry. Please tell me she’s ok. Aaaand now it’s all red and black as someone (Ed?) screams and other flashes of red souls oh it’s the Goths. Aw hell it’s the Goths! And Uncle as well looking annoyed until GAH it’s one of those freaking Golems. Ok back to calming blue pictures of the Good Guys, then Al’s Soul still sitting at the Gate of Truth with his empty armor behind him, and Truth laughing like the jerk he is. Winry! Wi- wait why are you standing in a white dress at the edge of a cliff? Young lady that’s far too close, step back right now. Also stop crying and/or point me in the direction of whoever made you cry. We get a title for this song (“Rain”) as townspeople and villagers look up at the storm clouds in concern, and Military soldiers run out alongside tanks whaaaaat is that? What is that there’s a hunched figure standing in flames, zoomed in to show glowing white eyes and very big teeth. Now it’s Bradley in a bloodied white shirt sitting in the rain acting all calm and collected, switch to complete opposite of Scar tossing aside his jacket ooooh are we gonna get Scar fighting Bradley in this arc? Yeah I know that the trailers always lie but there tends to be elements of truth like the arms that grabbed Al coming up in a later arc. Now it’s the Chimera Army (sadly not under the command of General Al), and the Armstrong Siblings standing alongside each other and Mrs. and Mr. Curtis! Good to see you guys again! Wait Roy why do you look so upset? Riza why are you crying in an alleyway with your dog? And now Ed and Al are standing on opposite sides of a tree damnit are they gonna get separated again? Ok finally the sun’s broken through NOPE NOPE DEAD PERSON ALERT THAT LOOKS LIKE MAMA ELRIC BUT IT PROBABLY ISN’T EITHER RUN OR PUNCH IT ED. Nevermind he was just dreaming. While being watched over by Winry. Kinda cute, but kinda creepy too. Episode 51 - “The Immortal Legion” Oh great, this episode is gonna focus on those creepy Golems. Just what I wanted to start the new year with, yay. So a bunch of pipes are disconnecting from the gasping artificial zombies who land kneeling on the floor, before standing GREAT they’re in that uncanny 3D modeling that Titan!Envy used. Officer laughs at the labcoat’s insistence that they needed more tests, pointing at the undying, obedient, invincible soldiers. [Officer]: “We have our Title Drop, at long last!” Now he’s ordering the Golems (“Papa” NO) to deal with the renegade ele- Uh What So… One of the Golems walked forward and just… tore out his throat with its teeth. And a bunch of other Golems have pounced on the screaming Officer. Who’s no longer screaming. Aaaand now they’ve stopped, and turned with bloody mouths to the labcoat. … … … How fucking stupid are these guys? I mean really. REALLY. How has Amestris lasted as a country this long if this is what its leadership and researchers are like? How could the labcoats have failed so spectacularly to create Zombies when the goal was to create Golems? What kind of shoddy “tests” were they running to not figure out that their supposedly obedient soldiers were mindless killing beasts? Was there no prototype? Did they literally build an army of these things just assuming that they would all work? You fail, my good sirs! You fail at Science! And you, Officer! You completely ignored the guy whose job it is to know things, who told you that the weapon wasn’t ready, and you just set it off? You were so blinded by your arrogance and desire for command over others that you unleashed this army of Zombies without any assurance that they wouldn’t kill you for standing in front of them? Uncle. I get that you’re a bad guy. I get that you view humanity as a lesser species, no better than fuel for yourself and your Goths. And frankly, after seeing this Kimblee level of incompetence, I can see your point. But you have to have seen this coming. You had to have known that your minions were this stupid, this incredible level of dumbfuckery that has me storming around my room, ranting at the utter failure of this Officer and researcher. Clearly this is the reason you made your Goths, because if this was the level of ability you led before you made more competent henchmen? It’s a miracle that the whole country hasn’t gone up in flames without even the slightest effort by the Conspiracy.

Ok. Ok, we need to move on. So while that whole mess is kicking off, Ed’s reached the Door beneath The Third Laboratory. Oh hey, Barry’s still there! Miss you, you were funny when you weren’t killing innocents or trying to flirt with Riza. Giant door, check. Now how to open it. Actually, do we want to open it? Is it connected to the Transmutation Circle, is opening it playing into Uncle’s hands? Ah well, Ed’s gonna try anyway, struggles for a bit pulling at the seam (maybe it’s a push door?) until Scar gets bored and prepares to HoD it oh hey it’s opening CLOSE IT CLOSE IT CLOSE IT ZOMBIES CLOSE IIIIIIIIITTTTTTT Oh hey Armstrong the Great. Still haven’t killed the second General? Yeah he’s more useful as a bullet shield right now, and he’s still a General so he can order the Central Forces to stand down. Only he’s not giving the order? Huh. I’m actually kinda impressed here, guy’s been stabbed multiple times and has a gun to his head but he still gives an order to seal all entrances to Central. Still a bad guy and Armstrong the Great’s absolutely going to kill him now, but still. Ooor instead of Armstrong the Great, it’ll be Sloth literally crushing him. Ouch. Oooh dear, seems Sloth’s been ordered to kill Armstrong the Great for interfering, and she doesn’t have a tank or a snowstorm this time. She’s still laughing though, thanking the Goth for opening up another General seat, and brandishes her blade. [Armstrong the Great]: “This sword was passed through the Armstrong Family for generations. Now I don’t have to sully it with his filthy blood!” Adventure Strings continue as Ed’s fighting the Zombie Horde, the Chimera’s are throwing punches and Scar’s breaking out the HoDs to kill… oh dear. Scar’s One Hit Kill isn’t killing. That’s not good. The Zombies groan and shuffle around them- [Zombie]: “Big Brother!” NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPE FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK YOU, WHOEVER WROTE THAT LINE YOU DO NOT TARNISH ONE OF THE SADDEST MOMENTS IN THIS SHOW WITH THESE MONSTERS SCREW. YOU.

Ed’s reacting in shock, realizing that they used human souls to make the Zombies, even somehow poor Nina’s. And for all the Zombies already, more and more come pouring through the door. Scar’s right, if these things escape outside to where civilians are just standing around wondering at all the Military soldiers running around, it’ll be a slaughter… Oh. Ok, I get it. Uncle deliberately set this up so the Officers (who are still IDIOTS) would set off a slaughter of the Central populace, probably to fuel the Transmutation Circle like Kimblee orchestrated the Drachman’s destruction up north. Back inside, Ed seals off the exit to keep the Zombies in ok sorry I have to say something, did the animation budget get cut for this episode to focus on the Zombies? Because for whatever reason Ed just seems off-model today, his face keeps looking rounder and younger. Anyways, the Chimeras are eager to let loose in a fight and transform, the group charges towards the Gate to plow through the horde and reach “that bearded bastard”. Outside Military forces are trying to close off roads and keep the Armory Ice Cream Truck from escaping, until a certain Briggs Officer arrives to express his displeasure. [Central Officer]: “A- a bear! A bear with a mohawk! Aaaa-” So Roy and his Crew are safely out of town, but now they’ll have some trouble getting back in. Although the Military are looking for an ice cream truck specifically. Almost makes me wish Ed was here to Transmute up a disguise for the vehicle. Almost mind you, things aren’t so desperate we need that just yet. Lion’s still at the Dome, wondering how things are going with the others. With nothing better to do he goes to talk to Al, ask what that annoying tapping noise is FINALLY thank you so Al didn’t know but Lion with his military experience was able to identify the dot dot dot dash dash dash dot dot dot and realize that Al needs to shut Pride up, NOW. He’s been broadcasting your loca- Uh oh. Kimblee’s here. And as much as I insult the guy, I think he’s probably strong enough to brush past an injured Lion and break Pride out- Or straight up kill Lion while knocking a hole in the Dome. Damnit. Pride is loose. Mid-ep pictures of Zombies (“Mannequin Soldiers”) doing the See-Speak-Hear No Evil poses, and Alphonse Elric looking pissed. Aw shit May’s getting chased by Zombies in the tunnels! Run May! Run Shao May! Screw Envy, leave him to get eaten by the monsters! She screams at Envy for tricking her while he yells that her source of Immortality is still further inside, then she takes a moment to lay a beautiful if ineffective beatdown on some Zombies before catching oh shit I was joking about Envy getting eaten nobody deserves- Uh oh. [Envy]: “I’m baaaack!” Soooo, Envy’s kind of… melded with the Zombie, who ate another Zombie and then melded with all of the other Zombies to make Titan!Envy, who shrunk down into standard Envy. Ladies and Gentlemen, we have a Goth back in play. Crap. In the village near the Dome, Yoki’s panicking at the Military presence, trying to persuade Marcoh to stay quiet and not draw attention to themselves. But Marcoh’s upset at not doing anything. Also, what’s that smoke coming from the Dome? Pride’s sauntering out, Kimblee actually sounds a bit unnerved at the news that Pride ate another Goth. Pride’s justifying it as them coming from the same father, they’re just in a combined form again. Oh hey, Lion’s still alive! Kinda. Not looking or sounding too good, though. Al rushes forward damnit he just got grabbed by Pride’s shadows, he’s gonna get possessed again and Ed’ll have to fight him damnit. But Al transmutes the ground for a Big Boom, ok so dust to block out the shadows? Or not, Pride still has Al’s feet… aha! He only has Al’s feet! Al pulled a Lan Fan! Back to Battle Drum music as Armstrong the Great’s fighting Sloth, who’s smashing up the room with his chains. Armstrong the Great, honey, don’t waste your bullets on Sloth, it’s doing nothing. Maybe your sword? Damnit Military grunts, stop bothering Armstrong the Great by threatening to shoot her for treason. See, that’s what you get for threatening Armstrong the Great, she just dodges so you take the hit from Sloth. Thanks for the grenade, btw! So that’s not going to do much to Sloth (besides be funny as he “Huh?”s at the grenade right in his face, but maybe Armstrong the Great can use the smoke to- [Sloth]: “Hey, look! I caught you! And this time, I won’t mess up.” Well that aint good. Sloth’s got her trapped against a pillar and is squeezing her to death, Armstrong the Great’s actually in pain and-

YES [The Mighty Armstrong]: “HEELLLOOO, SISTER! AAAARRREE YOOOOOU ALLLRIGHT?! HAH HAH!” *sparkles and explosion because AWESOME* He’s back! The Mighty Armstrong is back, and after sending Sloth flying with a single punch is ready to fight alongside his snarky sibling! Armstrong the Great updates The Mighty Armstrong on the plot (that’s a Goth, bullets are useless, I want my tanks back). [The Mighty Armstrong]: “You don’t say? *sparkle* Fortunately dear sister, that is my specialty! Why don’t you let your brother have a crack at it! I’ll take this atrocity down! Come on, you monster!” [Sloth]: “Ugh. What a pain.” Hey! Hey hey hey don’t you skip away from the Armstrong Fight! Go back to Best Characters! Ugh, ok fine Al’s current situation of trying to drag a grievously wounded Lion away from the dome while his own legs are stumps is sufficiently dramatic enough I’ll accept the scene switch. This time. But yeah, Al and Lion are in a tough spot. Lion’s even telling Al to leave him behind, which Al is having none of. But really now, Al’s down a few limbs, when the dust clears they’ll be facing Kimblee and Pride together, and Lion’s coughing up blood. Now Al’s knee has blown out and he’s resorting to beating the crap out of it in frustration. [Lion]: “You brothers… are really something else… You’re still determined to help another person, even when you’re falling to pieces yourself.” Now Al’s talking about his promise, to never let anyone else die. So now the show’s going to either force Al to break his promise abandon Lion at the Chimera’s insistence, or he’ll keep trying until the dust fades and Pride walks up and kills Lion before repossessing Al’s armor anyway. This sucks- wait, what’s Lion have in his pocket?

HOLY LETO IT’S THE PHILOSOPHER’S STONE! I completely forgot that Lion pocketed it ages ago after Ed’s injury. Has the dude been carrying around one of the setting’s most prized MacGuffin’s in his pocket this whole time? Dude. Also, is this going where I think it’s going?

So they’re discussing the dilemma: with their own Stone they might be able to fight against the other guy armed with one and the ‘kid’ powered by two, but if they use the Stone they’ll be using the souls used in making it. And if I remember, this was Kimblee’s first stone, the one made with Ishvalan Sacrifices. Lion talks about Ed’s conviction to not use Stones on their bodies. Instead, he says to “use it to save the entire world instead”. [Lion]: “You deserve it. Because even if they’ve been put into that Stone, you still recognize them as people. I know… those people… even though they’re trapped in Stone, they still want to fight to protect what matters to them. Let them fight. They deserve the chance!” I’m picturing the Ishvalans in the stone cheering. “Heck yeah let’s kick some ass! That jerk in the tacky suit used us to murder our own people, we want to tear him apart!” Al agrees. They’ll fight together. Thank you. For all my ranting at not using the Stone to heal Ed back then, I can appreciate this take. Using a Stone is Wrong, and it cannot be something that our Protagonists ever truly accept. But when faced with no other options, and using it specifically to help others, not themselves, it is acceptable that Al uses the Stone to fight back. Outside the cloud Kimblee asks if he should blow it away, but Pride’s overconfident and says they’re trapped without Al’s legs- BOOM! Flash of red, Kimblee loses his hat in the windblast, and Al strides out on newly-Transmuted legs. Kimblee smiles. New Outro! We’ve got… I can’t tell if it’s Beardless or Al, going by the stonework I’m going to assume Beardless. Still Beardless, hair blowing in the wind...still Beardless...still Beardless...what is the whole Outro just Beardless never mind it just switched to Mama Elric’s grave, then a crowd of Xerxes folk hey it’s that picture Keaton used to show Xerxians have no black outline to their hair. Then either Beard or Uncle walking through the desert in a white cloak, and the Elric Household complete with the swing that Beard nearly broke his back setting up. Whoop speaking of we have a grumpy Beard surrounded by white light and shattering stone, then Homunculus sulking in his flask. Also, A+ on putting the only credit this screen (Mixing Engineer Adrian Cook) right in front of the one-eyed circle monster.

Ooh, but now we’ve got an orbital view of the planet, with a giant circular shock wave coming off of it. Implying the Nationwide TC is activated? Now Ed looking serious in his red coat, and poor skinny Al’s soul smiling in front of the Gate. Now it’s his armor form standing in front of a sunset (Ending Theme “Ray of Light”), and a final shot of the road leading to the Rockbell home.

[sanguiresse-a]

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐓 ( repost, don’t reblog ! )

𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐬

FULL NAME.  Vladimir Savatier (for now!)  NICKNAME.  blood bastard man GENDER. male HEIGHT.  he stretches between 6 feet to 6′3... depends on the day.  AGE. physically he’s in a weird spot between late 30s and early 40s. actually? 2,300-ish years, give or take. ZODIAC. pisces. ha!  SPOKEN LANGUAGES. plenty! he’s most fluent in Ur-Nox and Common--- those are the ones he uses pretty much daily. but literally, you could point to any place on the map and he’ll have a basic grasp of the language at least. adding together all dialects and antiquated versions (think Old English), his language count is well in the double digits. 

𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬

HAIR COLOR. white. sometimes it’ll darken to a pale blonde, or black. modern verse is blonde, bleached lighter.  EYE COLOR.  red! >:3c modern verse is blue.  SKIN TONE. super pale.  BODY TYPE. thin & scrawny.  VOICE. animated, theatrical, fast-talking. OR. quiet, breathy, rambling. always a little throaty. he’s a weirdo.  DOMINANT HAND. ambidextrous!  POSTURE. relaxed, as though floating. SCARS. physically unable to scar. unless you count the black and red mark on his chest, that pulses like a heartbeat and occasionally spreads to the rest of his body...  TATTOOS. see above! BIRTHMARKS. see above! MOST NOTICEABLE FEATURE(S). his skin’s too clear and airbrushed, his eyes too bright, arms and legs just a little too long.... 

𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝

PLACE OF BIRTH. a long-destroyed seaside kingdom in Eastern Valoran. (in modern verse? maryland lmao)  HOMETOWN. see above!  SIBLINGS. somewhere around eight or nine older siblings, and one younger sister PARENTS. a decapitated king and a mangled queen

𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞

OCCUPATION. Noxus’s creepy blood mage. (modern: doctor)  CURRENT RESIDENCE. an isolated castle outside of Noxus (modern: nice apartment in NYC) CLOSE FRIENDS. Emilia LeBlanc (and all her incarnations) and Elise have been his longest companions. And also @eciled​ has gotten into his good graces, in her Grand General verse.  RELATIONSHIP STATUS. i tend to default to “mostly single” for interactions. but i do have hcs where he and jhin have a lil’ murder romance going on, so i like alluding to that from time to time. i also have a pretty extensive ship verse with @rebelsounds​ and it’s very cute and i love it a lot and Vladimir is happily committed there.  FINANCIAL STATUS. wealthy enough where people can, should, and do rob him without him even caring lmao  DRIVER’S LICENSE. n/a, cars scare him. but he can drive in modern, and does so often.  CRIMINAL RECORD. it has a lot.  VICES. pride & sloth.

𝐬𝐞𝐱 & 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

SEXUAL ORIENTATION. pretty gay!  PREFERRED EMOTIONAL ROLE. submissive | dominant | switch PREFERRED SEXUAL ROLE. submissive | dominant | switch LIBIDO. really low. he’s had a few casual affairs in the past, and probably will again--- but it’s not something he craves or desires outside a proper relationship. at that point, he’ll have random spurts of Party Time, but he’s picky and fussy and very particular on how he’s treated. (though it’s worth noting that in modern verse he’s way more dtf)  TURN ON’S. listen. you gotta either McFucking Destroy Him or treat him very lovingly and tenderly. he’s also a sadomasochist so i mean, there’s that. but he loves talking and being talked to, whether it’s, like, raunchy shit or just loving affirmations.  TURN OFF’S. literally everything else. it’s so easy to turn him off, especially if he’s not that invested in the act/the relationship as a whole. but generally he doesn’t like  LOVE LANGUAGE.  acts of service & quality time. :3  RELATIONSHIP TENDENCIES. he’s in it for a good time and then he’s out. his relationships usually end in a couple ways; he’ll either get bored and cease all communication, or actively antagonize the relationship to end it, or idk sometimes he might actually fall in love (see: michio)

𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬

CHARACTER’S THEME SONG. get lonely with me by george ezra HOBBIES TO PASS TIME. oh boy he’s got a lot! (he’s had a lot of time for hobbies) ---gardening; reading; animal keeping (primarily insects and birds); studies in magic, history, and language;  PERSONALITY TYPE. i dont remember and im not taking the test again ALIGNMENT. chaotic neutral at best; chaotic evil at worst.  PHOBIAS. not necessarily phobias, but he still hasn’t gotten used to the changing technologies in piltover / zaun, so he’s a little ?!?!!!!!! around them. oh, and water. he can’t swim, doesn’t want to, and is overall very unsettled around large bodies of water.  SELF CONFIDENCE LEVEL. you can’t wear an outfit like that without a great self-esteem.  VULNERABILITIES. his mind is so, so old. he’s tired and forgetful and probably going to go raving mad in a couple years. so he’s actually quite weak, mentally. 

[shirtlesssammy]

7x22: There Will Be Blood

Then:

Team Free Will is back together and ready to battle some Leviathan!

Now:

Dick Roman, large and in charge, is now taking over SucroCorp, a leading manufacturer in high fructose corn syrup. He’s being interviewed on the news.

It’s here that he tells the world about how they’re going to remove additives and make a pure product for people to consume. Cut to several shots of slow, lazy Americans shoving sweetened foods in their mouths while watching the news story. (And I spy a wild Andrew Dabb in the background of one shot!) He ends the interview with “We are diving whole hog into what keeps Americans living longer... and tasting better.”

After the interview, Dick is handed a suitcase with the leviathan tablet in it. He tells his secretary to replace the journalist he just talked to with a leviathan. He then heads to the meeting room where they’re holding a trussed up Kevin Tran. He hands Kevin the tablet and asks him to read it. Kevin says he can’t. 

Dick sees they’ve entered hardball negotiations. He knows how clever Kevin is so he hands him a letter of recommendation to Harvard (couldn’t he have just paid them off to get him in?) Kevin declines. They next show Kevin that they’ve kidnapped his mom. 

At their hideout in the woods, Dean and Sam are getting nowhere on how to handle Dick Roman. Dean suggests making a weapon and taking him out. Sam wonders what will happen to the rest of the leviathan? Will they all just drop dead? Maybe.

OMG. They’re reading the word of God. Dean ponders if God is telling them everything (Just enough to make you squirm like a worm on a hook, Dean.) Ghost Bobby watches the brothers struggle with their task. 

Later, Dean’s brushing his teeth when the air turns cold. He turns to find Bobby. Bobby’s worked out what they can do to get their ingredients. They already have Cas’s blood. They need Crowley’s and an Alpha’s blood as well. Dean counters that all the alphas are dead. Cas killed them all. Bobby suggests getting Cas involved but Dean tells him that “Cas isn’t exactly in the problem solving mode.” Bobby gets mad enough to crack a mirror when Dean is a little slow to jump on his plan. Bobby! 

Sam shows Dean that Dick Roman acquired SucroCorp and now Dean’s precious pie is in danger. “Bastards.” The computer slams shut and their conversation ends. Time to listen to Bobby’s ideas. 

They start the ritual to call Crowley (seriously, what an elaborate process before Dean and Crowley’s summer of love). 

At Dick Roman headquarters, Kevin finishes translating the tablet. They release Linda Tran for his good deeds. 

Crowley says he’ll give them his blood after they’ve acquired the rest of the ingredients. He then goads them a little by saying that the angel blood will be the hardest, considering how much heaven hates them. Sam and Dean trade soulful looks. Crowley wonders if they have an angel up their sleeve, but Dean denies it. Crowley then tells them that there’s one Alpha that escaped back in the day. He’s in Hoople, North Dakota. 

At the Gas ‘n Sip in Hoople, the boys discuss Bobby’s outbursts. Sam wants a plan for what they’re going to do with him. As he grows stronger, he grows closer to becoming a vengeful spirit. Dean then notices the other customers in the convenience store. They’re all really out of it. (Tag yourself: I’m the slushy guy in the corner.) Sam connects their actions to the Turducken sandwiches and realizes that anything with corn syrup is a problem. “Then what the hell are we supposed to eat?” Dean demands. Sam holds up a basket of bananas and water. 

That night, they’re staking out the house of the alpha, but haven’t seen a thing. Bobby pops up and agrees to scout it out. He gives them the all clear and they head in to find dead vampires --only their heads aren’t missing; it looks like they swallowed something that did them in instead. 

They also find a secret room with a girl inside (oh, wait, she’s not a girl. She’s supposed to be 20. She’s been a captive for 12 years. Yikes.) She’s one of the Alpha’s “special girls” but not anymore. Sam promises to get her back to her mother. They ask about the dead vamps. She tells them that humans willingly came to them about a week ago. When they started feeding, they all died. Sam guesses it’s the corn syrup. They then ask where the Alpha is now. She doesn’t know but she’ll try and help. 

Later, the lone vamp that did not feed on a human comes back to an empty house-- well empty except for Edgar. He quickly takes the form of the vamp and kills him. 

Meanwhile, Dean is STILL going through corn syrup withdrawal. “I can't live on rabbit food. I'm – I'm a warrior.” He’s in bad shape, guys. Sam asks what their next step is. They need to confront the Alpha, so they’re going to need dead man’s blood. To the morgue! Only Dean has a better idea. They see a sloth man drinking his Slushy Mushy on a bench and realize there is vamp poison everywhere. They ask for his blood and he wordlessly complies.

They proceed to talk about Bobby-the-ghost right over the dude’s head, while he stares at them and drinks his slushy. (God, I really want a slushee right now.) A cop drives by with his siren blaring, but as the car draws closer we hear War’s “Why can’t we be friends” and the cop boops the siren along with the music. I...just...WOW. 

Dean and Sam drive out with the alpha’s “virgin” Emily to try and find his hideout. She gives them whatever details she remembers and they make their way to a creepy mansion. “This is where he took me,” she says. “Are you sure?” Uh. YEAH. It’s crawling with vamps.

They leave Emily in their bison-themed motel room (all hail Wanek) where she watches TV and learns about the wild Kardashian. 

Ghost Bobby throws a mini tantrum at getting left behind (Dean locks his flask in the safe before they leave). But as Bobby watches, Emily jumps up, pulls out the cell phone, and says hi to someone named “Daddy.” She’s sending him a present! Never trust...a virgin?

Sam and Dean stalk the mansion, working on a plan of attack. Sam proposes a radical new tactic..going in through the front door.

The door’s ajar so Sam creeps inside and...gets SNATCHED immediately. Dean pursues and gets tackled for his trouble. 

Bobby throws a tantrum in the hotel room. The cleaning woman heads in to check on the ruckus when Bobby goes full manifestation on her, then tackles her and possesses her. DAMN IT, BOBBY. Why’d you have to go darkside?

Wearing the cleaning woman, Bobby removes his flask from the safe and heads towards Sucrocorp. 

At alpha vamp headquarters, Emily greets Daddy Vamp gleefully. Dean tells them that they’re just there to talk, but not before giving Emily some serious sarcasm for tricking them.

Sure, they were carrying machetes and infected blood but that’s water under the bridge, okay? Dean’s flippant bravado isn’t impressing the vamps; he gets bashed into the table for his trouble. The alpha starts ramping up to eat himself a Winchester (with a Winchester chaser) when Sam tells him that they know about the vampire plague that killed Emily’s little nest. 

The alpha at first denies that the leviathans could have anything to do with it. He’d shared a lovely meal with Dick Roman, after all. Sam insists that they’re telling the truth and tells him that they need his blood for the weapon that can defeat Roman. 

The Winchesters are shown to the study (maybe they have cookies and juice, like a blood drive) while Edgar meets with the alpha. They try to escape, but they’re locked up tight in there. Dean grabs a needle from one of the bloodied IV bags and a concealed stoned-man’s-blood syringe from his boot. (ALWAYS check the boots, bad guys!) It’s time to lockpick and stick. 

The alpha promises to deliver Sam and Dean to the leviathans. Edgar, in turn, promises that he’s definitely totally NOT exterminating all the vampires. 

Meanwhile, it’s vamptonite to the rescue as Dean and Sam get the drop on a vamp and watch him half disintegrate in front of their eyes!

The alpha expresses frustration with the terrible customer service of Leviathan Corp. and Edgar grins. Yeah, he admits, the leviathans totally want the vamps dead. The additive will kill any monster that eats humans. Now that the lines are drawn, it’s showdown time. Edgar insults Eve and the alpha attacks (NOBODY insults his mom!), but he isn’t strong enough. Luckily Dean and Sam take this moment to show up, slicing off Edgar’s head. 

The Winchesters try to go after the alpha, but he tosses Dean across the room and offers an alternative idea. 

He’ll give them his blood and they can take down the leviathans. I guess...that works pretty well. The alpha pours his blood into a wine glass, hands it over, and snarls a farewell. The Winchesters aren’t done yet, though. Emily may be a lost cause, but there’s still a young boy held prisoner. They bargain for his freedom.

Sam takes the blood and they head out (presumably to rescue the little kid). The alpha taunts them. “Your flesh is crawling. All you really want to do is kill me now. You hate having to wait and come back and try again.” It’s an accurate summary...they promise to finish up their storyline at a later date. (Boris: Sam Fucking Winchester, season 12 ftw)

Back at the hotel, they recap how dropping off the kid went (horribly, they were accused of kidnapping him and had to jump out a window). Once in the motel room, they find the place is a wreck, with cracked mirrors and an empty safe. Bobby’s in the wind…

Well, at least they’ve got two out of three kinds of blood, right? “It's a good thing we got Crowley in our corner. Right?” Dean surmises sarcastically, “Seeing as how it all comes down to him. What could possibly go wrong?”

What could go wrong, indeed? Crowley gets summoned by Dick Roman himself. It’s time to make a deal.

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We Know Dick about Quotes:

We are diving whole hog into what keeps Americans living longer... and tasting better.

I can't do this, man. I can't live on rabbit food. I'm a warrior!

Keep your friends close, your enemies, blah blah.

You sure you want to head in there, machetes blazing?

You get a trophy in Stockholm Syndrome.

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[gallagherwitt]

Plot Bunnies, Plot Chickens, Etc.

As a lot of people aren't familiar with plot creatures, I thought I'd shed some light on the members of the mental menagerie...

The Plot Bunny - Story ideas that come bounding in and start multiplying.

The Plot Chicken - They squawk, flap around, and shit everywhere, but when you actually need to do something with them, they scatter.

The Plot Sloth - Takes its sweet goddamned time turning into something useful.

The Plot Mule - When you mash two plots together and get something cool, but you can't get a sequel out of it to save your life.

The Plot Cat - Lazy little bastards who take up your headspace, scare away all the other plot bunnies, but won't actually do anything except lay there.

The Plottweiler - Barks loudly and viciously so you can't ignore it, distracts you from everything else you want to write, but leaves you too paralyzed with fear to actually put words down.

The Plot Squirrel - Cute, distracting, full of nuts, and just TRY to keep up with that train of thought.

The Plot Bedbug - Shows up during the night, chews on you so you can't sleep, and disappears in the daylight.

The Plot Tick - Burrows in, bleeds you dry, and leaves you with the creepy-crawlies. Mostly preys on horror writers.

The Plotroach - Totally unappealing, but so tenacious they'll survive anything until you finally give up and write them.

What Plot Creatures have you encountered?

[enchantment1385]

OC ask meme

I was tagged by the very wonderful, @occorner thank you darling! <3

So yet again my indecisive ass couldn’t decide who to do... so I did Faeron AND Jereth... Sorry! ... Enjoy! 

Basics:

Name: Faeron tamlith lavellan

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Homosexual 

Pronouns: He

Other:

Family: Nico Lavellan (twin sister) Thalion Lavellan (father)  Nahrai Lavellan (aunt) Ranna lavellan (cousin) 

Birthplace: West of Wildervale - Free Marches

Job(s): Was joint acting first of the clan before he and Nico went to the conclave. Inquisitor. 

Phobia(s) Being rejected, being alone, losing control. 

Guilty pleasures: Elfroot, Apples, dancing

Hobbies: Cooking, swimming, wandering off, daydreaming.     

Morals:

Alignment: Neutral good

Sins: Lust/Greed/Envy/Gluttony/Pride/Wrath/Sloth

Virtues: Charity/Chastity/Diligence/Humility/Temperance/Kindness/Patience

This or that:

Introvert/extrovert/ambivert

Organized/disorganized

Close-minded/open-minded

Calm/anxious/restless (he’s all of these things)

Disagreeable/agreeable/in-between/depends

Patient/impatient/in-between

Outspoken/reserved

Leader/follower/flexible (although he probably is a better follower as he worries all the time.)

Empathetic/unempatethic

Optimistic/pessimistic/realistic

Traditional/modern/in-between

Hard-working/lazy/in-between

Relationships:

OTP: Faeron X Das (who belongs to @heraldofwho ) Now in *4* worlds! <3 <3 <3 <3 

Acceptable Ships: Faeron X Dorian Faeron X iseran ( @keeperscompanionsdai ) Faeron X David ( @tessa1972 ) Faeron x Allen ( @dinah-myles )   Faeron x Alibear ( @andrastini ) Faeron x anyone who is male and not a total bastard.

OT3: Faeron x Das x Fennas (and if i could pull it off it would already BE a thing! )

BroTP: Faeron x Varric

NOTP: I’m not crazy on the idea of him and solas... But i guess if someone good wrote it, i dunno? not corpytit either.

Basics:

Name: Jereth Edward Amell

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Probably Bisexual

Pronouns: Hero/ HIM/ Mage/Commander Smexy

Other:

Family: Xander Hawke (cousin) AU DEPENDENT : Sister Raven Amell Xander’s twin lola Hawke (cousin)

Birthplace: Born in Highever, grew up in Denerim, until the Templars cottoned on he was a mage. 

Job(s): Failed mage. Useless commander.

Phobia(s): The dark, spiders (big and small), creepy people.

Guilty pleasures: Knitting, playing puppets with Alistair.

Hobbies: Talking crap, making excuses, embellishing stories. talking about himself. 

Morals:

Alignment: Chaotic dumbass

Sins: Lust/Greed/Envy/Gluttony/Pride/Wrath/Sloth

Virtues: Charity/Chastity/Diligence/Humility/Temperance/Kindness/Patience

This or that:

Introvert/extrovert/ambivert

Organized/disorganized

Close-minded/open-minded

Calm/anxious/restless

Disagreeable/agreeable/in-between/depends

Patient/impatient/in-between

Outspoken/reserved

Leader/follower/flexible (Only because HE says so) 

Empathetic/unempatethic

Optimistic/pessimistic/realistic

Traditional/modern/in-between

Hard-working/lazy/in-between

Relationships:

OTP: ?

Acceptable Ships: You want him? Float your boat, folks! Good luck, you’ll need it!

OT3: ?

BroTP: Jereth x Alistair x Zevran Jereth x sten 

NOTP: ?

Tagging: @heraldofwho @keeperscompanionsdai @dreadhobo  @john-cousland @tessa1972 @dinah-myles @thetardiswhoneverwas @shield-maiden-of-sherwood @jaffa-keksi @dickeybbqpit @sassylavellen @tennyo-elf @ielmoe @elevanetheirin @goblin-deity @goldfishfiasco

[fanfictionlive]

Introducing Different Plot 'Animals' (like Plot Bunnies) and What They Represent [Funny]

From Tumblr (Source)

The Plot Bunny - Story ideas that come bounding in and start multiplying.

The Plot Chicken - They squawk, flap around, and shit everywhere, but when you actually need to do something with them, they scatter.

The Plot Sloth - Takes its sweet goddamned time turning into something useful.

The Plot Mule - When you mash two plots together and get something cool, but you can’t get a sequel out of it to save your life.

The Plot Cat - Lazy little bastards who take up your headspace, scare away all the other plot bunnies, but won’t actually do anything except lay there.

The Plottweiler - Barks loudly and viciously so you can’t ignore it, distracts you from everything else you want to write, but leaves you too paralyzed with fear to actually put words down.

The Plot Squirrel - Cute, distracting, full of nuts, and just TRY to keep up with that train of thought.

The Plot Bedbug - Shows up during the night, chews on you so you can’t sleep, and disappears in the daylight.

The Plot Tick - Burrows in, bleeds you dry, and leaves you with the creepy-crawlies. Mostly preys on horror writers.

The Plotroach - Totally unappealing, but so tenacious they’ll survive anything until you finally give up and write them.

What Plot Creatures have you encountered?

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[yuki-d-raizel-blog]

Hero

Chapter 22/??

Relationship: Todoroki Shouto x Reader (Your/Name), (Full/Name)

Summit: It all begin at the Sports Festival when Shouto’s other half met Endevour by mistake. The student never thought to see his partner fight against his father just to show him that he is wrong. It started from that instant, Shouto’s new path started exactly from that moment thanks to his friends and his beloved one.

---

“He remembered that I can’t control my quirk well if I must apply it for many things at the same time.” you whisper to Ojiro to get behind you. “I can win over Izuku with a hand-to-hand fight, but it seems too easy. I can’t turn off Sloth or the building will fall on us, that’s why he trapped me here. I don’t know where Eijiro is, so I can’t leave Ojiro alone. I can use another form, only for one hit… Izuku thinks rationally even when he’s put in a stressed situation, so pressing him is futile. I don’t know his weakness yet, this is harder than I thought. That’s why I don’t want to fight him, he has the same mind as mine.” you stay immobile keeping high the guard, you can’t move if you can’t defeat the opponent in one hit, that is your chance, but Midoriya is tougher than Bakugou and Shouto.

<<Kirishima-kun, now!>> Eijiro and Izuku charge at the same time from two different ways, “With a person in between (Y/N)-chan can’t dodge a claw attack so easily!” Midoriya activates his One for All on a few fingers, “It’s ok, you won’t hurt her, just move her away from Ojiro-kun and then assault her keeping a hostage, trapping all her moves! Everything will be fine, she will be fine!”

<<Ojiro-kun, sit between my legs.>>

<<E-eh?!>> “I have enough of these embarrassing things!”

<<I can protect you better if you are there, is a trick of mine.>> the girl moves a leg backwards to create an entrance for her friend, <<Please, do it fast.>> she doesn’t lose her cool, monitors both ways and waits until the last minute for her trick. Her eyes are moving so quickly that she looks like a broken robot, while Ojiro crouches between her legs, he’s still asking himself how she could protect someone when they are practically in her way. “Now!” she bends on her knees and with a well-studied elbow, she misdirects Midoriya’s attack moving its blow to the sky. Using Izuku’s shock as a weapon, she grabs his costume and rotating around Ojiro, she throws the green boy towards Eijiro and the two students fly for a few metros before they can blow the fall somehow.

<<Man, Todoroki and Bakugou fought someone so strong?>> says Eijiro looking at you, <<From outside didn’t seem it… I mean, they were equally strong… Do you have a new plan, Midoriya?>>

<<Her moves are as accurate as a sophisticate machine, we can’t win with a hand-to-hand fight…>> All Might’s pupil scans you as much as he can, “She didn’t even move...!” <<Kirishima-kun, let’s assault her with the most different times we can do. The countdown is against her, attack Ojiro-kun to press her.>>

<<Roger!>> Red Riot charges first, and Deku notices something thanks to him.

“She changed her fighting pose… Kirishima-kun has a hard body so if (Y/N)-chan hits him, she is the one with damages and not the opponent… She doesn’t want him near her!” <<Keep going Kirishima-kun!>> “If she is focused on him, I can attack from behind. Since she is restraining herself to use Fiery Sins, I can do it this time!”

<<Ojiro-kun, walk to that building and make sure that behind you there’s only the wall.>> the student obeys while you protect him scanning every movements your eyes catch. “Ok, now let’s end this-.” finally Eijiro managed to hit her strongly enough to make her bow in front of him.

“C’mon, Midoriya! Take Ojiro and win this simulation!” thinks Kirishima taking some distance from you. “Maybe I hit her too strongly?”

<<You don’t seem worried for your girlfriend, Todoroki.>> says Kaminari, <<They put her on the edge->>

<<No, I’m not.>> he replies staring at the fight, <<(Y/N) beat easily my father all by herself, she will be fine.>>

His classmates open wide their mouths and fall silent for the intense shock. Maybe they heard wrong, yeah, they surely did. How she did it, like she asked a duel or something like that? They pretend answers, right now.

<<I have a video; I’ll show it to you, if you want.>> Shouto feels those eyes inside him, <<…Let’s say that my dad didn’t accept our relationship because he thought that (Y/N) was too weak for me. So, she challenged him to prove that she is strong enough to be my partner and… that was done.>>

<<Your bitch is broken, half-half bastard.>> says Katsuki watching the match, (Y/N) is immobile while Izuku moves carefully behind her and Kirishima waits her to do something.

<<You should know better than anyone how (Y/N) fights.>> Todoroki remarks your name with an angry tone, as if he was upset that Bakugou called you that way, <<She is waiting the right moment to end the simulation in one hit. I thought you would understand it faster Bakugou.>>

<<Shut the fuck up, you->>

<<♩Even if one day this voice will be reduced to ashes, we won't let you feel lonely. Stronger than anyone else, putting our thoughts in it; here, shall we play it out? The Song of the Moon…♩>> the girl sings whispering and finally she raises her head.

….

What the hell just happened?! (Y/N) is kneeled on the street staring at Eijiro laid against the bowl on the wall. If Bakugou saw right… The moment Kirishima made a step back, she wrapped her legs around his neck, moved quickly going up on his shoulders, then using the gravity and her body like a snake to go down again, she throwed the friend with just the force of her legs.

“Found ya, I-zu-ku!” she dances on the street with so much grace and her plan starts. Faking that she is fully focused on Midoriya, she makes move Kirishima again, daring him to attack in a blind spot. Moving aside the exact moment Eijiro almost hits you, your friends are now both inside the trap.

“Crap!” Izuku notices twelve shining circles all around them, <<Out of here!>>

<<Too late guys.>> snapping her fingers, from the circles rise huge pillars that enclose the two students, leaving them with no way out. But since there’s still time, Midoriya turns on his quirk again and hits the pillars, <<You can’t break it, give up.>> “He can’t break my ice, but he can move the pillars just a little… How strong is his quirk? It’s really alike to All Might’s…” <<Izuku stop trying. My ice can’t be broken by you.>>

Somehow, Midoriya is controlling his One for All, his bones are still intact and that stupid amount of power is making the ice cage trembling enough to make the motion visible. When (Y/N) destroys her own trap, she moves so quickly in front of Kirishima and knocks him down with a simple scissor kick. Midoriya’s eyes couldn’t follow her movements, that he finds himself looking at the black concrete of the road and he feels the wind moving behind his neck.

“W-what?” when he turns his head to see, he sees (Y/N)’s leg all stretched, ready to fall heavily on him… “An axe kick?!” before the girl could hit him, the siren signs the end and All Might announces that the hero Belial is the winner. “Woah…. Did I just feel it right…?” a strange and creepy feeling runs all over his spine.

The class joins the group and All Might wakes Eijiro up slapping him lightly. Midoriya keeps touching his neck as if he wants to warm it up, he looks a little pale too.

<<All Might-sensei, um, may I turn off my quirk now?>> you ask, <<It’s tiring holding this heavy thing.>>

<<I’ll help.>> Shouto walks next to you and uses his ice to support the ruins and the building itself, <<Do it.>> once he’s sure that everything is hold by his quirk, you turn off yours and the student melts the ice assisting the fall.

“Those two are the perfect pair. Nowadays, is very important to communicate with your workmates, but they clearly don’t need it.” thinks the teacher looking at (Y/N) giving a high five to her boyfriend, “(Y/N) is an excellent fighter; she can be a huge mental support since she doesn’t lose her cool during a fight, she can be a helpful sidekick since she has sharp senses that allow her to see the battlefield much better than a normal person. She doesn’t need to communicate with her partner, she reads them and adapt herself to the changes.” <<Well, who can tell, why young (Y/N) chose to do her last moves?>>

<<It’s because Midoriya was about to break the trap, so she moved first.>> says Aoyama with a wink, but the teacher reject his theory, <<Is it not right?>>  

<<It’s not imbecile.>> comments angrily Bakugou, <<She acted like a pro hero would. Since she was in an area where people are in a huge quantity, she thought at two scenarios. If Deku would break the ice, the flakes of ice would hurt someone and the villains would aim to someone else to take as a hostage.>>

<<See, if you don’t explode like a bomb every time, you are a decent rival of mine.>> you say giving some pats on his shoulder, <<Good job, Katsuki-kun.>>

<<Don’t fucking touch me, you fire bitch!>>

<<Young Bakugou is right. Young (Y/N) acted like a pro must do, always thing at the safety of people first, no matter what happened to you or how much time it would take to save a person.>> explains the living legend resting his fists on the waist, <<Always think at all the scenarios that can happen during a fight. In this case, young (Y/N) thought at the worst ones: young Bakugou already explained one; the second one is scary but it happened for real. There are villains that don’t want to be captured, so they choose to kill themselves to escape.>>

<<The heroes are more damaged from that act since the villains can’t confess anything anymore, so the lives of thousands of people are still in danger.>> adds Todoroki, <<Belial didn’t leave to them the possibility to kill themselves.>>

<<Wonderful job, young (Y/N)!>> All Might claps for you and smiles proudly, <<The second simulation is the same we did at the beginning of the year.>>

“The one with the bomb, right?” you think trying to remember, when a whisper asks you if you are ok, <<Yup, don’t worry. When it was going out of my limit, I asked if I could turn it off.>> after draw the numbers again, you return to your place, “Eh? The last one again? This time I’m in the villain time, so I must protect the bomb.”

Studying the others, you start to feel strange. Your sight become blurry, your hearing is deaf, you had these symptoms in the past…

“Ash Crow wants to show me something…? Please not know or Shouto will be worried. Wait a bit more Ash Crow, I beg you.” feeling better after a few seconds, you sigh posing a hand on your chest, “Thank you.”

<<(Y/N)-chan, are you ok?>> whispers Izuku walking near you to not attire any attentions, since Todoroki is busy with the simulation, he saw you paler so he approached you, <<Do you feel bad?>>

<<N-no, don’t worry.>> you try your hardest to hide that strong waves that hit you mercilessly when Midoriya touched your shoulder, “…Shit… I need to go somewhere else before it’s my turn.” <<All Might-sensei, excuse me.>>

<<Yes, what’s wrong young (Y/N)?>>

<<I think my costume has a problem, can I go to check it to the restroom? The dressing room is fine too.>>

<<Yes, go ahead. You have two rounds before it’s your turn, take your time.>>

---Continue...

Chapter 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 21.5, 22, 22.5, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, Last Chapter

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tragedy boy

faceclaim: oh sehun

band: exo

age: 23

race: human

nationality: french

current residence: south korea

job: watcher; capable document forger; mediocre hacker

name: oh gabriel rafael

Gabriel believes it all went to shit starting with the choosing of his name, roughly around the time the ink dried on his birth certificate; no man with a name so pompous and pretentuious ever ends up swell.

He also finds it highly ironic considering his mother tried her hardest to pick the most exhausted names she could find in the Angelic encyclopedia.

Gabriel Rafael Oh.

Oh, Gabriel Rafael — wasted talent, community disappointment, religious disgrace, oh, that fucking bastard.

His names gives him enough opportunities to fuck with people, of which he takes great advantage of, refusing to respond to his name on certain days and on others, just to his last one.

+ but his second name is protected, hidden and a secret, an insurance policy that at least a portion of his soul is for safe keeping.

Empathy has never been his strongest suit, one more sin on the list just under sloth. Maybe he was born with it, maybe it started manifested after spitting in the preachers face and hightailing it out of that fucked sect he was born into and his mother was glad to sacrifice herself and the extension of her soul and flesh to.

The details are a bit blurry and unsure, but the end result is mostly the same so he has forgone seeking a pseudoshrink to walk him through his childhood trauma and lack of genuine maternal care.

Besides, his shitfest of a childhood is but a creepy and twisted nusery rhyme compared to the trippy destiny he more or less fell into the moment he ventured into the strangest little town he could hardly pronounce the name of in the South of France and managed to get himself entangled with a centuries old and dying society that left him with the unwanted duty of watching and doing the binding of a mystical creature.

Left with no choice as his soul was captured and tied to the lake in which the Beast resides, he accepted it as well as he could and move on.

But the plot thickened and his duties extended across the continent back to his parents’ natal country with his soul in the claws of the Mystic and the Mystic with him always.

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March - May 2017

One of the reasons I missed out writing the blog for the last couple of months, is that there really isn’t much to write about, all I do is sit at home writing, playing computer games, reading and masturbating*.

As to the writing, my word count is:

Relative Ties – 60,000 Words (vampires and revenge) Apprentice – 30,000 Words magic and war) Librarian – 12,000 Words (sequel to Librarian,) Playboy Cop – 21,000 Words (playboy solves crime – shit title, I need a better one) Orcs – 17,000 Words (orcs join humans and go to war, everyone dies) Sapphire – 2000 Words (outline/plot only – female sheriffs’ deputy and white supremists)

Part of the problem is there is so much on the internet, especially addictive content like Facebook; I’m in my mid-fifties and am addicted to the crap that’s on there. I am also job hunting, and to date have applied for over twenty jobs. These range from forklift driver, courier, office manager, and office assistant, and haven’t had a single reply.

It’s quite dispiriting. Some of the employment agencies have a counter on the web-page when you apply for a job. This means you can see how many other people have applied for the position, one of them was up to 167, and most are hovering around the one hundred mark.

I am hoping to use my remaining Enhanced Learning Credits to do a HGV course, we’ll see how that pans out; it also means these coming weeks will be filled with the Highway Code and Hazard Perception practice.

Myself, Matt, Marc, Pat, Ashley, and Matty, spent the other Saturday at the Cambridge CAMRA beer festival. My first impression was that it was organised by a bunch of Doolally** monkeys who had problems organising a piss up in a .... oh wait! When we arrived, we spent 10 minutes queuing, got to the end of said queue, and discovered that we were in the CAMRA Members only queue. There was no sign or any information that we were in the privileged line, until we got to the part where we had to pay.

We then had to go to the end of the queue snaking in from the opposite side, and requeue for another 10 bloody minutes. This may not sound a lot, but when you have already had a shit load of coffee, water and beer, and your bladder is the size of an under developed orange, those extra 10 minutes are quite emotional.

Anyway, once we were in, CAMRA redeemed themselves with good overall organisation, and a superb selection of beers and food vendors. For those of you who don’t know how a beer festival works, the first thing you do is buy a one-pint beer glass.

This glass is marked up with measurements at the one-third, one-half and one pint marks, so when you womble up to the counter you can order those sizes, this helps prevent you only ordering pints all day and getting totally smashed.

There were approx. 216 beers, ciders, and meads. There was also a stand with wine, which I didn’t taste. To give you an example of how seriously the Brits take their drinking, here is a selection of my favourite beer names taken from the Cambridge Beer Festival website: • Twisted 7.0% • Lavender Honey 3.7% (with real lavender added) • Milk Shake 5.6% • Mariana Trench 5.3% • Black Pig 4.2% • True Blue 3.9% • Henry Tudor 5.0% • Death or Glory 7.2% • Strawberry Sundae 4.5% • Lonely Snake Citra & Simcoe 3.5% • Repetitive Strain Injury 5.6% • Brainstorm 4.0% • Slightly Foxed 3.8% • Ginger Panther 3.7% (this one made me think of Craig – but replace the Panther with a Sloth) • Dark Side of the Moo 7.0% • Chocolate Orange Stout 6.7% • Marcus Aurelius 7.5% (apparently it’s an Imperial Roman Stout) • Spiffing Wheeze 3.9% • Horny Goat 4.8% • Crispy Pig 4.0% • Prince of Denmark 7.5% • Fallen Angel 4.2% • Visions of Heresy 5.7% • Hand of Doom 8.2% • New Balls Please 3.7% • Mad Monk 4.8% • Back Sack & Quack 4.2% • Scream If You Want To Go Faster 8.1% • Smooth Hoperator 4.0% • Fall of Man 6.0% • Hot Dog Chilli Stout 5.0% (Just enough chillis to produce a pleasant aftertaste) • Bitter Invention of Satan 8.6%

Remember, these are beers or ciders, and all of them are handmade with love and affection. I enjoyed drinking them, not only for the taste, but also so I could walk up to the counter, hand over my glass, and say “New balls please.” Or “May I have Visions of Heresy please.” The other good thing about the day, was I was not the largest person there, not by a long way, in fact some of the women could have easily dominated me.

Matt and I had a most fantastic handmade pizza, which was made in front of us for lunch, and although it was slightly expensive, it was worth it. The only downside to the day was that my back had given way the week before, so I was in the most terrible pain. I was alright when I was walking, but struggled with sitting down. So the rest of the lads decided to show their caring side, and we walked the couple of miles back to the train station, and had bit of a pub crawl on the way back.

Marc held his 48th Birthday in his back garden, and he and I did a BBQ. For those of you who are unaware, Marc has a bar and a reasonable sized hot tub in his back garden, and as the weather was okay, most of us had a good time.

The only two creepy events of the evening were; Marc seemed determined to get me in the hot tub with him – I fought him off bravely; and I spent 20 minutes using a rolled-up towel to gently flick the bottom of a 6 year old girl in a swimsuit as she ran back and forth daring me. All present seemed comfortable with it. But I suspect that come my trial, it’ll be used as evidence against me.

Anyway, moving on. I’m currently looking for love, or just good old sex, on Tinder, and my age range is 45 – 60; apparently, it’s wrong of me to put 16 – 25 – who knew! One thing I have noticed is that a large number of women around my age, post pictures of their dogs, cats, horses, etc, instead of themselves. Why, do they think I’ll find the pets sexy?

How am I as a middle aged-to-old man, supposed to know if I can love you, or mate with you, in a loving and non-kinky way, when all I can see is a picture of a parrot, a pussy, pug or poodle, are the women subconsciously sending out a message as to what they think they look like? If so, they need to be seeing a psychiatrist, not looking for rejection or perverts on tinder.

Every couple of months I get my haircut by a gentleman of Brazilian descent, and the other day as I was sitting in the chair all tucked in, I couldn't help but notice that, a) he wasn't wearing underpants, and b) he was quite well endowed. Imagine if you will somebody walking around you in a tight circle, occasionally brushing your arm, with a small snake wiggling around in his pants. It was the closest I've been to sex in years, even if it was with the wrong gender.

Envisage if you will, a snake charmer whose snake is hiding in his pants and swaying gently from side to side, and it occasionally brushes up against you like a cat, or rather a snake, behaving in a non-threatening manner.

A few blogs ago I queried why manufacturers made deodorant that was good for 48, 72, or 96 hours. Since I have stopped working, quite often I'll not bother showering every day, and my record is three days. In other words, the manufacturers make deodorant for the unemployed. And I suspect it's not because we're all skint, it's because we either can't be bothered or we lose track of time.

The other week Whilst in Norwich, I went to Jacamo to get some t-shirts for myself, and when Marc found out I was going, he asked me to pick up a couple of things for him. He wanted sleeveless t-shirts, and when I questioned him about his poor choice, he told me that sleeveless was the correct dress code for the gym. Now, to be honest, I’ve seen him wearing nothing but a pair of swimming trunks, and trust me the correct dress code for him at any time, never mind in the gym, is a burqa and gimp mask.

Julie and Pat came round the other day for dinner, and as she walked in, the first thing Julie asked was “Jim can I use your Spermy keyboard?” Great! How well she knows me. First thing she saw when she sat down at the desk was a pubic hair, I swear it wasn’t, she insists it was; I did however, strongly suggest that once she’d finished, she wash her hands thoroughly.

A few weeks ago, Craig suddenly out of the blue asked me if my mobile was a Samsung Galaxy S6, and when I confirmed it was, he said did you know they're all wireless charging - it must be true because his mum said so. After mocking him for 5 mins, we drove to the only place we knew with wireless charging points - McDonald's, and arrived there at nine o’clock at night.

We bet a McDonald's meal on it. I was right, when we put the phone on the recharge pad nothing happened; however, Craig had more faith in his mum than McDonald's technology, and went and tried a different recharge point. Bastard phone started recharging, so we stayed and Craig tried to eat his own bodyweight.

Quote of the month:

Quote: All the Islamists from Saudi Arabia are wasabi. *** Corrected quote: All the Islamists from Saudi Arabia are Wahhabi.

How do you know that your friends are following the Slimming World diet? They turn up at your house for a dinner party, and bring Best Of Both (BOB) milk because they want to be healthy when they have their obligatory cup of tea or coffee. They also quiz you on the ingredients used in the making of the meal, and then spoil it by having four or five cookies along with their coffee!

Myself, Marc and Pat are on one of our diets again. We’ll eat healthily, but also cut out all booze for June – let’s see how that goes and who crumbles first. Marc’s trying to turn it into a competition, and is giving me daily updates as to his weight, food, and toilet schedule – and people say nothing exciting happens in my world!

That’s it for now, hopefully I’ll get a job and have something interesting to talk about in future. Jim

*Five, the record is still five, and I’m not going to lie, I thought my dick was going to drop off by the end. **To 'lose one′s mind'/an idiot or, Temporarily deranged or feeble-minded. ***Wasabi'ist – someone who loves hot Japanese condiments.

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[Where My Twin Watches]: Full Metal Alchemist Brotherhood Episode 36

Last time: Sloth wished he had a jacket or something, our heroes found the Goth’s illegal mining operation, and M.G. Armstrong was offered immortal soldiers. Onwards!

No intro again, we’re starting with oh it’s Beard. Alright buddy, what are you up to now? Reciting names? While undressing? Who are you talking to

oh um Well this is a thing.

So… after saying a bunch of names, Beard apologized that he had to “use” them, then jammed his fingers into his chest to pour some blood onto the ground, which then swirled around and went into the earth.

Beard’s not the Big Bad, is he? It’s Uncle.

Tephi is currently sniggering at me.

Crazy Theory In Light Of New Scene Time! *deep breath*

So all this time I’ve been ranting at Beard for being the Big Bad, but what I’m guessing now is a Frankenstein situation; Beard got caught up in his research trying to expand Alchemy and create a Homunculi (with the Philosopher’s Stone? Without?), created Uncle who then decided that he was a superior being to mere humans and went on to create the Goths. Beard goes into hiding/on his endless fishing trip, is he trying to stop Uncle or has given it up as a lost cause? He also appears to have the same Philosopher’s Stone blood that Uncle has, experimenting on himself before making Uncle? Who knows! Still don’t forgive him for abandoning his family, even if he has some excuse like “I did it to protect you from the Goths.”, because we can see how well that worked out.

In any case, I think I understand all the blocks of spoiler text now, if he actually is a good guy then I apologiz- no actually I don’t apologize, dude is still sketchy as hell and abandoned his wife and kids. He’s still got a long way to go before he makes a Homura recovery on my List.

Episode 36 - “Family Portrait”

This looks like it’ll be another Beard episode like Interlude Party (which I just went back to re-read my post and I’m cringing at my anti-Beard rants), but with The Reveal I think I’d be ok with getting some more info on this guy. Just as long as we can get back to M.G. Armstrong catfishing Raven soon.

Yup, flashback episode. Baby!Ed and Baby!Al are sleeping, Beard by their bedside. Mama Elric says he can hug them if he wants, but Beard doesn’t want “the monster” to spread. So he already has his Philosopher’s Blood at this point?

[Mama Elric]: “Please. If it could spread that way, don’t you think I would have caught it a long time ago?”

I did not know I needed sassy Mama Elric until I got it but now I have a mighty need

The standard Creepy Tinkly Piano Music starts up as Beard

[Beard]: “Since I got this body-”

?! No no, I can’t stop and rewrite all my theories every other sentence or we’ll be here all night.

Beard is saying that ever since he got this body he’s seen a lot of death, tried to pass it off as the natural flow of the universe. He’s seen a lot of new things flourish over his life, accepted his body and kept on living. But then he met Mama Elric and created two sons oh ok I can see where this is going. Easy to accept death when it happens to Others, but to your Own?

...or not since he just compares himself to his aging sons, calls himself a monster. Damnit man I was giving you a noble backstory stop messing up my theories

Later, Mama Elric summons Beard from his Lair/Lab to surprise him with a photographer! Oh I get it, they’re getting that family picture (title drop-ish) that Beard took with him when he stopped by Resembool. Mama Elric passes Beard Baby!Ed, and good Leto man you’ve been a father for how many years? Not wanting to disturb them while they were sleeping was one thing but you’re acting like someone handed you another child, surely you’ve had some practice and carrying your own sons.

The Elrics pose while the photographer takes oh never mind Mama Elrics giving her “we’re taking this picture for the memories” speech even though he just asked for everyone to stand still. This is an old-timey camera lady, if you keep talking it’ll end up with everyone else ok but you with a great big blur where your mouth is.

[Mama Elric]: “He’s taking it. Smile, dear.” [Beard]: *Complete opposite of a smile*

Aw. Ok, I can understand why they crop out his head in that picture all the time now, that’s just depressing.

Huh. So that’s Beard’s motivation, then. He’s decided that immortality isn’t worth watching his loved ones age and die around him, so he’s of course researching a way to make them immortal as well nope he just wants to reverse his immortality so he can age and die with them. Ehhhhhhh ok whatever we aren’t getting back into the “is immortality good or bad” thing seeing as the only in-universe way is Stupidly Evil, let’s just focus on going back to Plain Old Human.

[Beard]: “That bastard…”

Are you talking about Uncle? Truth? Because I swear if this show goes and pulls out another Big Bad “for real this time you guys” I’m going to scream.

Aw, Beard’s fixing up the tree swing, we get an amusing moment where he falls down that let’s be real is only amusing because it’s A)in an anime so Physical Comedy is the rule, and B)he’s at least a semi-Goth so physical injuries are just a nuisance. Mama Elric comes out to check on him, and he gives the inevitable reveal that he’s going Absent Anime Father. Mama Elric is… surprisingly chill about this.

Beard’s trying to sneak out while the kids are asleep, but we know how that worked out. Mama Elric goes to distract them as Beard frowns (upset that his secret plan to sneak out secretly and avoid Familial Interaction failed?), then sees Baby!Ed looking up at him.

Way back in Episode 12

Flashback! Mama and Papa Elric are standing at the door, Baby!Ed and Baby!Al happened to be up early in the morning. Mama’s of course all over her children, but Papa Elric… just glares down at Ed, that’s the only description I can use for that look. Then he turns without a word, and walks out the door.

Context!

With both of his sons looking at him, Beard’s self-composure wavers ever slightly before he regains his glare and turns away.

Hey, it’s the campfire from the intro! Beard is looking at the family picture, before looking up to the night sky. “Just a little while longer…”

Whoa, all that was just before the intro?!

Oh come on! I was getting invested in more Beard Backstory, it’s almost a letdown to go back to Fort Briggs. Almost.

A bunch of Briggs soldiers are scouting the Goth Tunnel, seems their radio’s dead. Interference by the Military? The CO says they’ll keep going to find where all the rubble got dumped, but his horse shies and the ominous flutes start up. Who else is down there?

Black Shadows! Eyes! Teeth! Impalement!

Run Smith, run! Flee the Gate of Truth never mind he wasn’t fast enough. Sorry dude.

Ed’s listening to Raven’s “immortal soldiers” offer, and M.G. Armstrong’s baaaarely restraining herself from killing this old creep who’s all up in her personal space. She asks if the whole immortality thing would be for all her troops as well as herself, Raven says he can tell her “later”. So now she has to choose between accepting his offer and assisting his plans for Briggs (which could go very badly for the troops she commands), or refusing and getting pushed aside like General Grumman.

Before she can say anything, a mook’s knocking at the door to report that “something” has happened to the underground tunnel team- whoops, Raven overheard and is inviting himself along to go see. The eavesdroppers head out as well, after Ed Transmutes up some rope to “make it look convincing”. Right they’re still prisoners.

Whew, good thing they got the rope, they’ve run into Sideburns showing Kimblee around the fort. Ed recognizes The Crimson Alchemist, and oh yeah they’ve never actually met before, so Kimblee makes the mistake of thinking The Fullmetal Alchemist is the giant suit of armor instead of the pipsqueak everyone’s pointing to.

[irate!Ed]: “If one more person makes that mistake…”

Down in the pipe room, M.G. Armstrong’s getting the report of lost contact, aside from Smith’s horse with what they assume is his arm (man, arms just do not stay on people’s bodies in this show, do they?). M.G. Armstrong orders a rescue tea- nope shut down by Raven who claims the tunnel is too dangerous. Now, about that immortal monster she was talking about earlier?

Wow. General is straight up ordering M.G. Armstrong to grab the monster they put on ice, put him back in the tunnel and seal it up behind him. Obviously the nearby flunky balks at burying any possible survivors in the tunnel, but Raven just paraphrases the Law of the North about obeying strength and power. Now, is M.G. Armstrong going to refuse an order from her superior officer?

Mid-ep pictures of Crazy Grin Raven and steadfast Olivier Mira Armstrong.

Raven’s visiting the Elric Brothers in their cell, happy to see that they’ve been “keeping their mouths shut”. Ed’s just a little annoyed to have his friends held hostage and be locked up, but the ever-helpful General assures them that they can go soon. He then assures the boys that they don’t need to worry about the tunnel, M.G. Armstrong’s being a good little soldier and following orders.

Something that her own troops seem to be having a little trouble with now, the flunky from earlier is arguing with M.G. Armstrong about the lost team until she snaps at him to be quiet and obey. Kimblee’s watching everything from the walkways and snarks that even “The Impregnable Wall Of Briggs” bows to authority. Here’s hoping she proves you wrong soon.

Hey Sloth, how was your nap? Raven tells him to wake up and get back to work, apparently Pride explained it to him already. Now with his orders to get back to, Sloth returns to digging while Raven spouts some drivel about Sloth being a “chimera” working for Central, and since it was a top-secret mission they had to cover the hole and guard it.

[Raven]: “I’m counting on you soldiers! It’s people like you who make this country what it is!”

...wow. Ok, I’m pretty sure that M.G. Armstrong knows that the offer of immortality is intended to be at the cost of her own troops now. Way to eff things up Raven. Now if you had couched it as harvesting Drachmans to empower herself and her troops it might have been different.

Hey Marcoh, hey May! Still going over the notes?... wait, how long have you been at that hut? What have you been eating? Anyways, Marcoh says the important parts of the book are written in Ancient Ishvalan, which he can’t make heads or tails of. If only they had an Ishvalan Monk who could translate. Yeah, where is Scar?

Ooooh shoot. The Briggs snowtroopers have found the girl with the weird cat now, they draw their guns and move in when suddenly Scar! Man, good timing. Meeting up with the Doctor and the Princess, Scar confirms that they have the notes and says it’s time to move NOW HOLD ON. Did you really just take those two soldiers’ uniforms and leave them in the snow? Dude, not cool! At least move them into the hut so they don’t freeze to death.

Uh, timeskip apparently. Raven and M.G. Armstrong are overseeing the sealing of the tunnel, Raven’s confirming that the “weak” will be sacrificed to make the chosen few immortal. Man, Raven just has no redeeming qualities beyond that beard, does he? He’s just cheerfully talking about how the weak will be the foundation for the strong, completely missing the Death Glare that M.G. Armstrong’s leveling at him.

Sideburns is still having to babysit Kimblee, takes a moment to ask how the punk he was threatening in a hospital just a few days ago healed so quickly, let alone how a convicted murderer of officers got to walk free. Kimblee’s not exactly forthcoming.

Raven’s still cheerfully going on about how the country was founded with the plan to Mass Sacrifice its population, and how his generation gets to reap the rewards. He clasps her shoulder and damnit stop being a creeper you traitor-

[M.G. Armstrong]: “Hmph. There’s no need.”

Wait is she HELL YES

Screw you, you old coward! Just stand there with her sword through your arm as you feebly protest about her being a “chosen one”.

[M.G. Armstrong]: “I don’t need a new seat from you. You’re going to lose the one your moldy ass has clung to for too long! Right about now, Raven! You old TRAITOR!”

Oh hey, how convenient that there’s a fresh pool of concrete for that jerk’s corpse to be hidden in.

[Armstrong the Great]: “General, you are among the weak who will become the foundation for this country. Literally.”

Ha. Now we can get to work! Get some gloves free of traitor’s blood, find Sideburns and the other unwanted guest, and get that concrete nice and level.

Oh my Leto shut up Kimblee, stop trying to antagonize Sideburns with taunts about Ishval. Just as he starts to snap back Sideburns is called aside to hear that he doesn’t have to distract Kimblee anymore. He goes back and claims that “nobody can find General Raven”, so Kimblee… uh oh. Kimblee’s got standing orders to act as he sees fit if Raven’s not around, so they probably should give him a car to leave the fort. After all, one disappearance can be put down as bad luck. Both Raven and Kimblee? They can’t show their hand so soon.

Aw, the flunky who argued for the rescue mission is still pleading with Armstrong the Great to check the tunnel before it’s sealed. Ooh, but Ed made a second door earlier! That… may not have been such a good idea, I know that these guys haven’t seen what killed the tunnel team but still.

The mechanic stops by the Elrics’ cell to say Raven’s taking a concrete nap, then walks off. Wait, you’re still leaving those two in jail? Raven’s dead and Kimblee’s leaving, you don’t need to keep up the prisoner facade! Damnit, let the protagonists out to do their job!

Awww, hell. Kimblee’s shown up, wants to talk with the Fullmetal Alchemist. Fine whatever, just… what do you mean, “a visitor”?

CRAP. Winry! Or, is that Envy in disguise? Nah, probably Winry given how she’s yelling about Ed not getting his automail adjusted before going north. Someone from the military contacted her?

...Kimblee get your hands off her shoulders right now.

Damnit. Right as we get Armstrong the Great acting against the Military in defiance of the immortality temptation, we’ve got the Goth’s attack dog reminding them of the hostages. This is-

The end of the episode? Really? Wow, ok then. This one seemed like we got a short story on Beard (that just raised

so many new questions

) and a partial arc with Fort Briggs. What’s gonna happen next?

Wait hold on, this is one of those post-credit scene episodes. Roy’s meeting with one of the bar girls who’s reporting on Kimblee’s rapid recovery after Raven showed up. After paying her for the info a passing flower merchant teases him about just getting a “nice seeing you”... before saying she has a message from Armstrong the Great.

[Roy]: “I’ll take every flower you have in that cart.”