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artificialqueens · 4 years

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A Vampire in Paris: Part One (Gigi x Crystal) - Chae

A/N: aaaa it’s here, part one! i was NOT expecting it to be 3.4k words but i’m so so so proud of the dialogue in this chapter. if you can handle a bit of exposition to get to the crygi fluff i swear it’s worth it XD

Summary: Gigi Goode arrives in Paris to start preparing for Fashion Week, but what dark secret is her company hiding? What’s the deal with those three supermodels? And why is Crystal Methyd so damn adorable?

We Begin

This couldn’t be happening. It felt wholly, totally, surreally unreal. Every dream Gigi Goode had ever dreamt seemed to be coming true at that very moment. The twenty-two year old had gone through immigration and baggage claim without really feeling much. When she met the Uber that was ordered to take her to the complex, she hadn’t felt much either. But now, as she drove through the streets of Paris, taking in the narrow paths and low buildings that completely contrasted the Los Angeles she was used to, she felt like she had arrived.

Crystal Methyd wasn’t exactly well-known, but she didn’t fly under the radar either. Anyone who spent more than two minutes researching modern fashion knew about her. She’d risen to popularity online through her wacky and interpretive, yet still fashionable, street style. Then, arguably the largest label in the world, ‘Fatelle,’ bought her company (as they did with about 90% of the fashion industry) and moved her to Paris. In a few weeks would be ‘The Methyd’s’ first showing for Paris Fashion Week, aka her ticket to worldwide fame and success, and Crystal had asked Gigi to model for her. She didn’t even know Crystal was allowed to choose her own models in the first place.

Gigi was used to having some spotlight. She’d amassed quite the following on Instagram and YouTube, which was how she got signed to her agency and apparently how Crystal had found her as well. Gigi was still dumbfounded by her luck, or talent, or universal power or whatever had gotten her to Paris to model for fashion week. She still couldn’t wrap her head around that fact when the car stopped in front of a huge building. It wasn’t modern or tall like businesses back home, but it took up an entire Parisian-sized block and stood a story or two higher than the average building.

Gigi gripped her luggage, two roller-bag cases, a duffel bag, a small backpack, and a purse, and breathed out. She wanted to look confident and put-together when she met… whoever she was going to meet. Would it be Crystal? She’d been contacted by someone named ‘Trixie,’ so probably not, but one could hope. Gigi stepped forward, entering through the gigantic gold spinning door and coughing a bit as the scent of floral cleaning product wafted up her nose.

The lobby was pristine—spotless, sparkling, even, marble floors and marble walls and marble ceilings galore. The architecture was retro, yet the furniture seemed almost futuristic. Glass display cases flaunted the designers’ best works, particularly the original creator, Miss Fame’s, designs. She felt like every single person who would work here attended at least three fashion shows a week. The young model took a moment to admire her surroundings before her heels clicked all the way to the reception desk.

There, she was met with a strikingly familiar face, with a name tag to match.

“Excuse me—wait, are you-”

“Shhhh!” the woman seemed to perk up immediately at the prospect of being recognized, looking at Gigi frantically. “I’m nobody! I’m the receptionist.” She held a finger up to her lips.

“But your name tag, it even says-”

“My nametag doesn’t say shit!”

Gigi was a little surprised at how casual the other woman spoke to her, but blinked and continued.

“You aren’t even trying to hide it?”

“Well, not everybody is as smart as you and remembers photoshoots from forty years ago!”

“This is a fashion label’s headquarters!”

The woman paused, not knowing how to respond. “Okay, touché. Ya got me.”

“May I ask a question?”

“I mean… yeah?”

“How do you look the exact same as you did in the eighties?” Gigi was raising an eyebrow at Adore Delano, a female rock icon known for her raunchy photoshoots and close relationship to the Fatelle brand. Her hair and makeup changed, her clothes were different, too, of course, but she looked the same otherwise. What kind of ooky kooky hyaluronic acid was keeping a 60 year old woman looking 20?!

“Ask, and you will not receive,” Adore sighed, playing with her hair. “There are just some things you’d be safer… not knowing,” she smiled decidedly, pleased with her answer.

“Right,” Gigi grimaced, avoiding eye contact with the star.

“Anyway girl, what’s the sitch? What can I help you with?”

“Ah, yes of course, I’m here to meet.. well, someone. I’m a new model and I’m supposed to be staying here for a while.”

“Ohhh, you’re one of the international shipments coming in for fashion week. Which designer?”

“The Methyd.”

“Shut up!” Adore grinned, a twinkle in her eye. “Babe, you’re set for life. You better make a good impression on Crystal, she’s supposed to be the new thing and stuff!”

Gigi blushed. “Will I meet her today?”

“Mmm,” Adore checked a computer screen, clicking a few buttons and squinting. “You’re supposed to meet with Trixie, so you’ll have to ask her.” She grabbed something from under her desk. “Gigi Goode, right?”

“That’s me. Good morning!”

“Party!” The older girl grinned, handing Gigi a small card. “That’s your room key—don’t lose it. Unless you wanna like, get stolen from.”

Gigi took the key, placing it in her purse. “Thank you, and noted. Do not get robbed.”

Suddenly, another voice joined the pair as a tall woman strode into the lobby, conversing on the phone. She was wearing a pink blazer-mini skirt set and white patent pumps, the outfit hugging her curves perfectly. Her hair was big and blonde, straight with iron-curled ringlets at the tips, and her big lips and long lashes completed the Barbie aesthetic. Her voice, however, was stern and confident, the complete opposite of her doll-like appearance. If this was Trixie, Gigi was already intimidated.

“Well, Brenda, tell Katya that I’ll call her back later, please,” she commanded, a short answer coming from the other end before Trixie interrupted, scolding the person in French before hanging up. She looked to Gigi with a smile. “Sorry about that. You must be Gigi!”

Gigi smiled and reached out to shake her hand, but forgot that air kisses were the customary French greeting. Nice going, idiot, Gigi thought to herself as she finished the proper hello. “It’s nice to meet you, Ms. Mattel!”

“Oh hun, you can call me Trixie,” she smiled. “Welcome to Fatelle! I’m your modeling manager, so we’ll be seeing each other a lot. You come to me with any questions, concerns, issues, you need a tampon, a condom, a chocolate, a shot, I’m your gal,” she winked. Gigi laughed.

“In that case, can I have a-”

“You are not about to ask me for a condom.”

“Well…”

The two burst out, Trixie’s laugh coming out more like a bird screech than a human chuckle.

“Ah! Almost forgot,” Trixie reached into her pocket and grabbed a sticky note, handing it to Gigi. “That’s my number. I’ll text you important info, like meeting and fitting dates and such. We’ve only got three weeks to prepare for this, so the schedule is packed.”

Gigi folded the paper and put it with her room card, already nervous for what was to come. “Agh, well, I’m excited to start!”

“Of course!” Trixie smiled, glancing at her phone as it buzzed. “Shit, well, I gotta go.”

“Hold on, sorry, how do I get to my room?”

“Right! I’m stupid for not telling you.” Trixie pointed to where she’d come from. “Over there is the apartment complex area. Your key card will say which room it is, and the elevators are dead ahead. This place has a restaurant open to the public like a hotel does, but it’s free for models and employees and serves us privately during the day. There’s also kitchens in the rooms if you wanna cook for yourself,” she explained. “Later tonight our team should be getting together for a meeting, I’ll text you the details, kay?” Trixie almost mumbled the last part as she frantically punched the keyboard of her phone, obviously annoyed with the person she was texting. “Enjoy your stay!”

Before Gigi could even say bye, Trixie was gone. She understood for the most part, but she couldn’t help but notice Trixie hadn’t said anything about the portion of the building across from the apartments. The curiosity ate her up, so she opted to ask Adore.

“What’s over there?” Gigi motioned to the glass doors that led to the mystery area.

“That’s where all the businessy stuff happens,” Adore rested her head in her hand. “You’ll probably go there to do your model stuff. The further in you go, the crazier the shit is.”

“Crazy shit? What kind of crazy shit?”

Adore bit her lip, knowing she’d said too much. “Enjoy your stay, Miss Goode.”

Gigi raised an eyebrow. Something smelled rotten at the Fatelle headquarters, and the young woman was dying to learn more. She followed instructions to get to her room, a spacious and immaculately decorated space. Flopping on the bed, Gigi closed her eyes, imagining what it would be like to own such a large company. She’d never considered designing clothes, more than happy to stick to modeling. Speaking of which, she had a dinner to get ready for. She sat up, releasing her ginger waves from their ponytail with a shake of her head, exhaling a breath. After she unpacked, she was going to make herself look smoking hot. Crystal would not regret choosing her to be a model.

———

Gigi knocked on the glass doors leading to the private seating of the restaurant, trying to get Trixie’s attention. She’d worn her fanciest mini dress and most expensive Louboutins in hopes of impressing her team. The table was large, maybe ten or eleven girls crowding around it. And in the back, she spotted Crystal.

Or did Crystal spot her? Because they were making eye contact— holy shit they were making eye contact and Crystal was the prettiest girl ever what the fuck? Gigi gulped as someone else, a girl she didn’t recognize, let her in.

“Hey! Here to meet with The Methyd team?”

“Mhm,” Gigi nodded, air kissing the other woman. “Gigi Goode.”

“Oh, awesome! I’m Rock M Sakura, one of the makeup artists,” the shorter girl grinned at Gigi, her appearance reminding the model of a magical girl anime. “But you can just call me Rock.”

“Rock? What’s that short for?”

“Rock and Roll, baby,” she made a face and sat back down at the table, leaving Gigi to giggle and flick her eyes around to find an empty spot.

Of course the only one left was right next to Crystal.

And of course Crystal was smiling at her the entire time she walked to the seat.

“Hey, you’re Gigi right?” The designer asked, making the model blush at the fact that she knew her name.

“Good morning, it’s an honor to meet you Ms. Methyd.”

“Ah jeez, just call me Crystal! We don’t use last names here,” Crystal motioned to the laughing girls around the dinner table. “It looks like everyone’s here actually, we can finally introduce ourselves!”

Gigi glanced at Trixie, who was sitting close by, her facial expression reading “is this girl always this sweet and peppy?” The manager caught her eye and shot her back a look that said “yes.”

Crystal tapped a wine glass, garnering everyone’s attention. “Everyone, thank you all for coming to start this journey with me,” the designer started, a grin wide across her lips. “I know we’re all gonna make an amazing team, we just have to, uh, know each other’s names first?” Everyone chuckled lightly. Crystal looked towards Gigi with a sparkle in her eye. “Why don’t you start?”

Gigi took a breath, wanting to make sure her expression was stone-cold. “Nice to meet you all, I’m Gigi Goode, I just arrived from Los Angeles, I’ll be modeling.”

Crystal smiled, beckoning the rest to introduce themselves.

“My name is Jackie Cox, I came in from New York not too long ago, and I’m your backstage coordinator!”

“Bonsoir, I am Nicky Doll from Paris, obviously. I’ll be modeling as well.”

“Hey y’all, I’m Trixie Mattel, which you probably already knew, because I got you all here, because I’m your modeling manager.”

“The name is Jaida Essence Hall, and I’ve been modeling with Fatelle for some time now. I’m looking forward to working with Miss Methyd.”

“Hi, my name’s Rock M Sakura, just got here from San Francisco! I’ll be your assistant makeup artist!”

“Raven. Lead makeup artist.”

Now this chick seemed… off. She was extremely out of place amongst the rest of the girls in the group. She was just sitting there, glaring at the rest of the crew and almost… taking in information? Her face was sharp and beautiful, but her eyes pierced through Gigi’s soul as she, for some reason, stared her down. They moved on.

“I’m Plastique Tiara, I’ll also be a model. I can’t wait to start!”

“Hey there, I’m Brooke Lynn Hytes, if you’re Canadian, you know me. I’ll be helping get you guys outfits and hair stylists.”

“Ugh, great to meet y’all! I’m Jan Sport, I’m another model!”

There was only one girl left, thankfully, and only one more name to remember. “Hey, I’m Dahlia Sin. I’ll obviously be modeling.”

Crystal rubbed her hands together excitedly. “Yay! Now that we all know each other, hopefully the waiter’s coming sooooon!”

The table murmured in agreement, returning back to their previous conversations.

“It’s so nice to meet you, Gigi,” Jackie said from her left. Nicky peeked over her shoulder and nodded, flashing a gorgeous smile.

“The pleasure is all mine!” Gigi replied. “I can’t wait to try some authentic French cuisine,” she liked her lips.

“That’s right, you just got off the plane!” Crystal exclaimed.

Gigi confirmed. “How long have you been staying here?”

“Oh gosh, not long, maybe a month or two. Most of this team has only been working at Fatelle for less than a year.”

“Except moi!” Nicky’s thick accent interjected, an eyebrow raised playfully. “And Raven. Jaida’s probably been here just over a year. But yeah, apart from us, even Trixie’s a baby.”

Raven seemed to sense her name being spoken, but only tossed them a glance before returning to typing on her phone. Trixie was enthralled in some deep phone convo, the hard worker never seeming to catch a break.

“Oh, I just can’t wait to start! These designs have been in my head for years and they finally get to see the light of day on my amazing models!” Crystal gushed. The passion for her work seemed to be flowing out of each word she spoke, the radiant positivity infectious.

“We’re so excited to see you succeed, Crys,” Jan quickly complimented before returning to an apparently intense debate with Brooke and Dahlia.

Gigi noticed the waiter walk in through the glass door to take their drink orders, the model smiling at the thought of finally getting some real food in her. The only thing she’d been eating for the past 48 hours were shitty plane meals and junky snacks to try and make it through the thirteen hour joint flight.

When the door was open, however, Gigi couldn’t help but notice three distant figures sauntering down the restaurant hall. They looked super important, super rich. They must have been supermodels, but she couldn’t tell from how far away she was.

Jackie caught her line of sight. “You know them, right?” She asked, an edge of malice in her tone.

“I couldn’t exactly see who they were, but I’m sure I’d know of them.”

“They’re some bad business,” Jackie grunted.

“Really? Who are they?”

“Those are just some of the other models. Aquaria, Valentina, and Naomi Smalls,” Crystal explained, making Gigi’s eyes widen.

“No way! They’re insanely famous! Isn’t Aquaria supposed to take over the company or something?” Gigi raved.

“That’s up for debate,” Nicky rolled her eyes. “It sure looks like it, though.”

“If Mean Girls was real life, Aquaria is Regina, Naomi is Gretchen, and Valentina is Karen,” Jackie said. “And don’t you dare try to become Cady.”

Gigi laughed. “I won’t, I promise. I like you all too much.”

“Their people are another beast altogether,” Nicky spat. “One that we’ve been trying to conquer, but they’re just so full of themselves they can’t see past their own noses.”

“They’re working for Fatelle Official, so they’re doing something right,” Crystal tried to reason.

“Well, I’m working for The Methyd, which is gonna be bigger than Fatelle. I can just feel it,” Gigi grinned. Crystal laughed airily, a tinge of red hitting her cheeks.

“Thanks, Gig!”

Gigi couldn’t help but blush once again at the cute nickname Crystal has already begun to use. They all placed their drink orders, and Gigi managed to converse with Crystal without exploding. The older girl was dressed in a sparkly cocktail dress, with bright colored eyeshadow and thick eyeliner. Her hair was curly and mouse-brown, and it framed her face while flaring out in the back. Crystal was dastardly gorgeous, with twinkling eyes, a tiny nose, and lips ever-curved into a smile. Thank god it was normal to look at someone while they talked to you, because Gigi couldn’t stop looking at Crystal.

Gigi sipped the mixed drink that was brought to her at last, while Crystal looked at her with a playful smirk.

“Have you ever thought about going blonde?”

“Ha! Maybe? Why?”

“One, you’d look good. Two, I’ve been wanting to go redhead but I don’t want to come for your brand!”

Gigi laughed heartily, wiping a bit of drink off her lip. “I’ll have to think about it!”

“If you do it, do it before the show!”

“And do it at a hairdresser,” a voice said at the other end of the table. It was quiet and barely audible over the chatter of the other women, but Gigi realized Raven had been listening to their conversation. She made eye contact with the older woman and grew hot, her gaze making Gigi anxious and want to look away. She nodded at Raven and turned back to Crystal, cringing.

“What’s her deal?”

“Raven’s?” Crystal bit her lip, not entirely comfortable with the makeup artist’s presence either. “The higher ups said she needed to work with us since everyone was new, and she is the best makeup artist in the city, really,” she shrugged. “I couldn’t say no.”

Gigi nodded in understanding. “She keeps looking at us.”

“I know,” Crystal chuckled. “But I mean, who wouldn’t want to look at you?”

The model turned bright red, rubbing the back of her neck. “Thank you, Crystal. It… means a lot coming from you.”

It was the designer’s turn to blush, and for a few moments the two sat in awkward silence before they were interrupted by the waiter taking their orders. Gigi hadn’t even looked at the menu— she was too busy talking, so she just ordered whatever Crystal got.

Gigi knew, even from the short time she’d spent with her new friends, that she was in for a wild ride. And she knew something was up with Raven, Aquaria, Valentina, Naomi, and Adore, and she was going to get to the bottom of it before Fashion Week was over.

———

It was 11:58 PM when Raven opened the great wooden doors to the study, shutting them gently behind herself. She spotted Violet Chachki perched on the desk as usual, smoking a cigarette from a holder ring. Violet shot the makeup artist a look before clearing her throat.

“Darling, Raven’s here.”

In a movie-like scene, the huge velvet chair behind the oak desk spun around, revealing a disinterested Miss Fame. She too, was smoking a cigarette, but in a much less dramatic fashion than her assistant.

“So?” She pressed.

“You definitely want that Gigi girl. And you want Methyd, too.”

“Right. And?”

“You’re in luck, because apparently they’re a package deal.”

Violet grinned, glancing to her lover who seemed to share the same sentiment. The designer and the model. The CEO and the burlesque dancer.

Fame looked back to Raven, stubbing out her cigarette with her own finger.

“History repeats itself, it seems.”

#rpdr fanfiction #gigi goode #crystal methyd #crygi #jackie cox #nicky doll #trixie mattel #adore delano #miss fame #violet chachki #lesbian au #supernatural au #a vampire in paris #chae #concrit welcome #submission #s12

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ravenempress101 · 4 years

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~Revolution Of Maddness~ Dionysus Greek Imagine Chapter 1

Authors note: finally made a Greek imagine. the legends of tomorrow did that on the episode. they picked my favorite love child to be Dionysus and had to write about it so here it is a new update and it will be a series cause it deserves one so enjoy my sweethearts! With everything going on have to spread happiness and love all of you my followers people who come across my story and heart i love you and truly be safe and love you! <3

Warnings: mind control, pure temptation, no smut, alcoholism, parties,swords

Words: 4.2k

"en grade newbie" "i am gonna kick your ass' Sara began to toss her frame in air cartwheeling her legs. her formation was about to take a final destination, she pulls her sword and swings upon y/n's side. y/n retracts her back inches toward the ground from the blow. as y/n stands up at Sara, the sword swings toward Sara's right side. the blow broke her defenses. twirling in the admits, her body collides with the floor. clenching her soft jaw at a winner of the sword fight. nick appeared from the door cups in his hand emblem with a mermaid locos monster on them.

"ooooo Starbucks thanks Nate"

Nate nodded at both of them while preparing the projector for the seminar. y/n paced over toward the cups capturing one in her hand, and niche her metal blade down onto the coffee table. Sara stood up and capturing one of the coffee. as she sat sat down sipping the espresso. Nate began to say 'your welcome i got you guys, double shot of espresso over ice, an american with a dash of mint, and a green tea with a hint of spearmint cause i was feeling freaky fresh today'

a mild chuckle escaped from y/n's lip at Nate. Sara slapped your arm to hide the laugh as she raised her cup in toast formation a smirk plastered on her lips commending Nate for the peace offering.“okay Nate no more reading joke books for a while”

as she takes another gulp of the raven liquid,he threw his hand up in embarrassment everyone making there way in the assignment lab. a meeting for a new mission were under there belt. as Nate said his hello to everyone for showing up to the meeting. capturing the red folders in his hand he gave a folder to all the members. y/n reaching for a red one Nate having one more folder with black and gold symbols on it. he placed it in your hand. y/n captured the folder in her hand wearing a puzzled expression.

"i think you gave me the wro...'

"alright case no.177 Dion's returned to his father Zeus by Dion or to be known as Dionysus" Nate flicked the screen. the screen appear to have a royal cup from the era of 950 BC. y/n blinked her eyes, refocuses to her folder opening it. there was a photograph of a young man with raven loose curls, deep dimples that covered his cheeks on his caramel cast a minority of freckles. "wait the god of winery is at a university, interesting" y/n scanning at a picture with the boy Dionysus with a basketball jersey of no. 52 in black bold on the front. Hes smiling but somethings off about how he poses for the picture.y/n was astound by the Greek god of winery. Zeus's son behaving like a animal. it was impossible for Dion to have any manners.

"sure is very" "that is an awesome cover up" Sara booming scribbling characters on her paper. Nate change the slide, the university and the sigma fraternity of the college that Dion was ruling over appeared. Dionysus was a regular kid on the outside but on the inside a bloodline of 1,456 years of pure immortality youth.

"not so awesome, y/n you would have to get Dionysus in your corner, his father Zeus needs him for his kingdom' y/n stalking off in a pointless huff. her anger burning at the words from Nate. "really me" "Oh no" "why me?' it's my first day"

Nate claps his hand together as rambling stopped. strutting over toward yourself placing your hand on your shoulder "you'll do great if i didn't know i would have never recruited you, this will prove to us and you that you can handle anything" a slight grin creep on her face at his encouragements. y/n knew she had a flame in her to fight but the god of madness was unknown to her. y/n praying that her charisma must prosper on him.

therefore, they appear a few days later at the university of the sigmas. college kids sprinting through campus. the teachers pulling out pink slips and the teachers sprinting after the kids, the smell of rose perfume in the air of the sorority woman dressed up in dresses of coordinating pink.y/n rolled her eyes of the desperate childishness memories that back when she was a 23 year old. The tables of the fraternities, sororities, and forities. mission was calling her name to sign up for one of the Greek organizations. Dionysus has to be in one of the big Greek leads.

"where is the god of destruction' a pink set of shirts wore by girls past her. y/n scanned her surroundings for the mysterious boy Nate set for her. the smell of dark chocolate feeling the air as Nate and her distracted by the rumbles of there stomachs. "dang can't believe it's been so long, they used to call me shot gun Nate' Nate walked over to one of the fraternity beer coolers and captured a beer. poking a hole in the side of the can and then cracked the seal at the top . downing the beer in seconds, y/n heart stopped at Nate her words held captive at what he did. the empty can collided with the floor and a 'woo" erupted from him as the students clapped an cheered "shotgun Nate" at his reenactment of his college days.

"shot gun Nate really" y/n giggled at the praised man. leaving the college students with amazement. "yes could drink a whole keg in three minutes or less, that was the big bang and then Dion.." college men with bullhorns started chanting"delta sigma phi" from across the sanctuary . men dressed in college t-shirts in formation convey a perfect angel from above.

"there he is"

y/n pointed at the tint shades being his hidden drunken state. His tan chubby frame leap off the throne.strutting over toward Nate and you at the sorority table you signed up for "where here, i love this day where i can meet all the fraternities and sororities with sweet alluring angels, hello angel whats your name' his orbs dance on your masterpiece. y/n nausea creep up at her throat. she took a big gulp forcing the food back down in her. y/n knew she was sick from his cockiness of attitude.y/n whispered to herself while Nate overheard her. "I'll break your bon...

"wow wow aye now"

Nate raising his index finger and gave her a death glare.y/n smiled innocently at her mentor transforming her attitude to positive. returning back to Dion’s gaze at her chubby frame while capturing his bottom lip in between his teeth. curves carved by Aphrodite herself set Dionysus in a vibe. "i mean hello and what is your name sir" "well its Dion and i see your participating in the zeta omega the charlie's angels of the sorority' Dion purring at her.the god of ecstasy pools of chocolate appear slight soberness toward y/n as she side eyed Nate. Nate couldn't get her out this one. it was time to prove her worth. "yes i am and what fraternity yourself apart of" y/n placed her free hand underneath her chin. soaking up Dion's beauteous features he portrayed "the sigmas also known as the forbidden fruit of the campus but Hun i'll make arrangements for you" Dion stepping closer toward y/n. his slender rough finger guided along your arm. y/n's body quaked from the touch of Dion. y/n stepped back from the gorgeous man.

"ugh i’m good Nate, i am done with this mission' a fire-seed rose up in y/n, as she began gritted her teeth. silence fell upon her as she stormed off. her footsteps were acid like movements burning the ground she walked on. the sparks in her brain at Dion's actions where uncalled for. Nate chased right after yourself. furrowing his eyebrows your way.being selfish was the only option y/n had made this whole mission.it was time for y/n to be selfless this one time for the legends. "then your kicked off the legends, y/n hes not that bad' Nate placing a burden upon y/n. Dion as went through nails and dirt and y/n couldn't even pushed down her ego.his attitude toward girls can change for the better. a journey for the both of them was underway.

"yes he is, a childish boy that thinks hes so awesome but really not look at him" both of you glanced at the Greek god as he downed his golden cup of wine that he created from his vineyard. the 5 gentlemen that followed him waved there hands in front of his chiseled face. a smirk came your way as he waited for your presence to disrupt his atmosphere.Dion wanted yourself so bad and he would do anything to get you sprung over him.time and patience is all he needs. "just try the best you can do with him we need him for Zeus and he needs care' as Nate scanned a cocky Dion placed his finger pointing at y/n wiggling it for a gesture of "come my why" y/n clenched her jaw as she saw red giving him the death glare on the naive men. Nate jumped right in front of her for a distraction. he soothed her anger.

"ugh fine' y/n through her ego away and walked back over to her project. "alright Dion i'm y/n do you wanna help me pick out a sorority crown i have to wear' capturing the catalog in her hand. scanning at all the majority diamond crowns and looking back up at Dion with a shy smile. side eyed the followers of men for agreement.they all nodded Dion captures his arm in yours. 'oooo first day and you wanna hang with me leggo' y/n and Dion walked out into the building and on the sorority neighborhood he owned.

"great!' victory was at hand for y/n and she couldn't be more happy next, Dion sitting in the kitchen chair. a laptop placed on his lap as he organized a guest list for his ultimate party of the century. the god of ecstasy made euphoria a place for all his parties. "so y/n coming to my party tonight since i helped you pick out the tiara for your sorority" "mhmmm i don't know i have to get stuff together for this sorority' Dion and you were in his house. a silent whisper fell upon both you.y/n thought Dion had classes but he skipped and bride somebody to go to his classes for him.

"it will be fun if your there, sound like the party type and it will get me a better chance of having fun if your there with me' 'mhmm i don't know i have to get stuff together for this sorority" pointer finger captured in between her teeth as she bite tiny marks on her fingernails. Dion plastering a smile convincing you to his rage. y/n didn't sign up for a drunken teenager as the mission went on. staying on her feet and having her senses high alert was her main priority. "okay okay stop your begging Dion i'll go" "that’s what i do best and great i'll save you a spot" while Dion winked your way. his head found his way onto your shoulder. once came in contact with yourself y/n's organs shivered. her soul glowing from the Greek god that touched her. as Dion was scanning his computer screen. y/n forehead flared up with sweat droplets. puzzled on how her body react with his touch was amazed.

Stumbling over her "great" the words stayed in her throat. Dion retracts his touch from her and y/n inhales deeply as her insides stood at a still. everything going back to normal, and the sweat disappear. Dion getting up from his seat and walking into the kitchen. y/n looks over her shoulder while capturing her iPhone from her pocket. as she unlocked her phone. started typing a message to Nate, "omg Nate i have to go to the party Dionysus is planning really???" the iPhone buzzed and y/n scanned at the text that he left on her phone "yes you do! the mission must be going really well, don't drink to much" cursing under her breathe. as she typed away the next text and pressed send. "omg fine you owe me one"

Dion made his way back into the room. a plate of rice in his hand and chop sticks in the other he sat down and took a bite and held the plate to your face. as y/n shook for a refusal he went back to planning. the darkness filled the air as the stars decorated the sky. y/n walked toward Dion's fraternity house. two boys Turing up beers and smashing the cans on there heads while shouting violently. wandering eyes landed to the lawn of all the toilet paper from the trees and the signs the sigmas created for there fraternity. y/n turned on her heels and walked back over toward her sorority house. y/n was in defeat at the accomplishment "look who made it, know you show up' Dion wrapping his words around your body. pulling yourself back towards the fraternity house. Dion ran down the steps capturing your hand guiding yourself into the sweaty body's grinding on each other. "hey Dion yes i'm here' "good i'm very glad you are,we have a long night ahead of us, lets get a drink shall we?"

"its a very special drink i want you to try' Dion forcing your body to his wine table. the table was covered with Hennessy and vodka. the bottles labeled with his name on them and sliver ribbon were around the alcohol bottle. "you have a lot of wine' guiding your free hand over the wine. y/n capturing one in hand and about to slip it in her pocket. Dion captures both of your hands in his some grapes from the table and starts smashing it between his rough palms with your soft ones. a fine liquid filled the glass of the self made wine that he mastered. "yea i make it here try a sip' the navy blue liquid filled to the rim. y/n captured the glass from his hand and placed her nose above the special drink. the contents were sweet but a bitterness tickled her nose. "cool so how long have you been part of the fraternity?" y/n scanning down her glass while mixing the drink. the drink was filled with darkness. a raven liquid filled with night. "a few years, i really find myself humble while ruling over the campus, drink up sweetheart"

placing the wine glass toward her heartshappes and tossed back the glass. the bitterness wine gliding down her throat. a Delicious taste invade it her taste buds. as sweat flared up on her forehead. her body temperature rising. "i feel hot Dion' Dion took a sip.the alcohol entering both of your bodies.y/n body felt hot to the touch. she felt like she wanted to strip all her clothes and jump in the pool just to release the steam she was feeling inside. "oh you'll cool down, how’d that taste?" Dion's cup colliding with the floor and he took your cup and the cup following behind. y/n's mouth erupted with coughs. pupils dilated and a source of enlightenment to her frame. her body floated from the high that his drink possessed.

"well tastes... awesomely delicious and i feel..' y/n's word started to muffle out her mouth. placing a foot in front of the other sounds of the crowd becoming a blur. her foot steps boomed in her ears. her heart at a slow steady speed. a clogging feeling to her ears. Dion's smiled turned dark staring at your frame. "Free almost right?, i'm going to ask yourself some questions" y/n felt like her body gave up on her conscious and were following her new leader. Dion, his voiced boomed in your soul. her orbs made its way toward Dion's chocolate ones. swimming the the looseness he conjured upon yourself. "are you really here for a sorority?' y/n blinking her eyes, refocusing on coming back to her body. the siren he position was a strength like no other. y/n mentally fighting but physically giving into the temptation. fading out of conscious.

"y-y-e... no' Dion strutted over towards yourself. Dion found pleasure in what he was doing. "tha’ts it baby girl cmon' "really why are you hear of all places?" his concerning question filled with care.y/n was becoming in denial and trusting of him in all one sitting. y/n chasing her thoughts back and slowly backing up from Dion for ehat he was did. stuttering forcing on her lips. the cover couldn't be blown.

"Hun don't struggle, you'll tire yourself out, just let go" senses shifted from his words as y/n's legs gave out. her frame collided with the floor. trembling filled her body as Dion crouched down to her level. her eyes started to loose her natural color and form into Dion's his rough fingers landed underneath your soft chin. y/n relaxed under his touch as Dion scanned for any control your body, soul, and mind for him to rule over. her blinking ceased and tears welled up in her eyes. one tear escape from her orb and found its way down its cheek. "i'm not here for this sorority, please see your dad he needs you" the moment Dion realized what had came from your mouth is heart broke. his feeling like he was drowning underwater. as Dion paused in front of yourself at the information he gathered. his rough palms trailing up and down your arms. warmth fell upon yourself.

"now isn't that better, the truth is better and look princess your reward is being here with me don't need you running off now your special just as your mind is" Dion's eyes filled with a soft venom of anger and a clenched jaw. a daze came over y/n as she nodded at the command. "yes i will be he-rr-e for you and only you Dion" shoulders relaxed. as a questionable peace came over her. as y/n began to embrace Dion she felled straight to the floor in front of him. her body knew his commands right away. a bow she took. Dion thoughts in his brain of your schedule he place you on.

"that’s so very tight to hear, can' wait to hear the little cries as you worship me' Dion taking your chin forcing yourself to look up at his gaze. Dion summoned one of his followers to him and Dion whispered in his ear "get the legends of tomorrow on the phone, they will be proud of me and her for what i done" Dion evilly grinned at yourself. all the thoughts of you and him were causing excitement for him.y/n trapped with the caramel man side. the euphoria crashing through her body and Dion was the supplier toward that feeling. Dion shouted and men appeared from the shadows toward his command "men, help her change into something sexy, i found what i need and shes the kindest goddess ever. the men nodded there way toward him and captured your arms in there hands leading yourself in a room as yourself left. Dion waved his free hand at yourself of a gesture of welcoming to a new home.

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ren-c-leyn · 4 years

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Follower Celebration Story

As promised, here is the follower celebration story. I didn’t forget about it, just needed time to figure out what I wanted to do with it. I hope you find it was worth the wait!

Here’s the word list, I didn’t get any doubles this go around so I’m not going to list the numbers next to them this time:

Entomology, onomatopoeia, vice, private, glass, joy, illicit, jaws, dragonflies, petals, longing, clashing, visceral, whimsical, breathtaking, Papaya, Quetzal, Defenestrate, calligraphy, humorous, box, acid, soundproof, Obfuscate, dragons, cake, serpent, Pulchritude, Disbelief, Quip, soup, headache, glitter, benevolent, breach, preserves, unwritten, altar, fledgling, stardust, bookshop, phantasmagoria, atrophy, song, miasma, Camembert, zany and sapphire.

Thank you to the following people for sending in the words: @dazed-night-lights, @1-2-butter-my-shoe, @ofinkblotsandscript, @likelyfantasywriterspsychic, @alittlewarlord, @illthdar, @austrohungarianwriteblr, @hannahs-creations, @dragonsblowingoutbirthdaycandles, @ashleighmustdie, @maggiefromspace, @writer-with-no-life, @jo-castle, @eluari, @hyba, @kainablue, and last but not least @innocentreticent.

Author’s note: You may want to look up any words you don’t recognize from the list before starting this one. It may clear some things up as I ended up with an quite a few of obscure words. Also, I’ve done my best to bold all of the words from the list in the story, so keep an eye out for them as you go. =)

Warnings: None, it’s just a story of a weird sci-fi bookshop.

Such a strange place it was. A phantasmagoria of oddities and strange happenings. Even so, I had to admit that it had been beautiful: the bookshop beyond the glitter of stardust with it’s zany pulchritude.

I remember standing at the very edge of the hilltop, on foot on the top step and the other already on the edge as I stared in disbelief. Drangonflies zipped by me, darting between the falling petals of dozens of different trees. The song of a quetzal bird filled the air, and a fledgling’s call soon replaced it.

I had a hard time comprehending what I was seeing. The entire planet was known for pink deserts and grey wastelands, yet here was a garden. It felt almost benevolent in it’s mere existence. I quickly shook my head at the thought. It was merely a garden. It didn’t choose to be here.

I continued down the stone path, past the sign for the store, and into to defiantly green place. The further in I went, the more life I saw. It would have been a student of entomology’s dream, filled with colorful insects. There was plant life from nearly every planet I could name, including a Papaya tree from Earth. For a second I thought I saw a colorful serpent, but it turned out to just be a vine. If it wasn’t so strange to look at, this place would be breathtaking.

Soon, I came into view of the whimsical building that made up the bookstore itself. Frankly, I found the shop’s appearance humorous. It looked something between an ordinary shipping box and an archaic alter of some lost civilization. The block shape of the building was punctuated by linear designs of sapphire glass. I couldn’t help but squint at the clashing colors of the building and the orange miasma called sky here. It was enough to illicit a groan and cause a headache. Still, I walked inside.

Instantly I was hit by the scent of new and old books. Paper books. The smell stirred an old longing as I scanned the shelves. There were signs done in fine calligraphy, real hand-written calligraphy, stating the genres of the rows. I slowly wandered into the old fantasy one and looked through the titles. There were pictures of people in bulky armor, strange landscapes, and dragons.There wasn’t a word for how much joy I felt, standing among so many novels like the ones father used to collect. I reached for one but froze. Maybe it was silly, but I had this visceral fear of damaging the book, or worse yet, finding out they weren’t real....

“Too good for real books, hm?” a voice quipped behind me.

I spun around on my heels, nearly falling over in my rush to see whom had said it. Behind me was a four-armed being, with one set crossed over the light fabric of their shirt and the other holding a stack of hard cover books.

“A pity, and a shame,” they continued, “that societies as a whole have defenestrated books and left them to atrophy in favor of learning how to breach soundproof barriers and make acids strong enough to destroy worlds. A book unread is as good as a book unwritten. So tell me, what brings you into the jaws my private abode?”

I stared at them for a moment, trying to process everything that they had just said.

“Have I obfuscated you?”

“Depends on what that word means?” I replied. “But really, I was just worried about damaging your books. My father had some that were really fragile and I didn’t want to....”

They laughed. Not a bitter, mocking laugh, but one of actual joy.

“Oh, oh! Oh dear, I do seem to have jumped to a sore conclusion. Please, I beg your pardon. I have had many a person clomp in, such a fun onomatopoeia, and tell me that physical books were nothing more than a waste of space and that reading was pointless with so many... many... Oh what is the word? Fanciful? Yes, fanciful tales stealing away peoples’ time and attention when there were more practical things they could be doing. And perhaps literature is my vice, but it is one I will gladly succumb to so that stories do not fall into the jaws of destruction. Oh, but you are not here to listen to me ramble on, please, how may I help you?”

I couldn’t help but smile. The way they talked... it was just like listening to my father’s impassioned ramblings about stories.

“Actually, I was looking for one story in particular. A friend said that if anyone had a physical copy of it, you would, but I don’t remember the name of it.”

“Well, if you’d care to join me for lunch, I’d be happy to try and help you figure out what the book is called and then locate it in the store, if I have it.”

I thought about it for a moment before nodding.

“Lunch sounds good.”

I gave them the details of my Father’s favorite story between bites of soup, crackers with Camembert and preserves, and finally a piece of cake; the one I had accidentally torn the pages out of, describing it the best I could without remembering the entire thing. They listened patiently, asking questions about the cover, the author, character names, and other details.

“Are you sure you want to buy them all?”

“Why not?” I replied with a shrug.

“There were the other ones that I do not have.”

“Even if that story isn’t here, I’ll still enjoy reading them,” with that, I transferred the credits over.

The shopkeeper smiled.

“And I hope you do. Thank you for your business and please come again.”

And I most certainly would, one day.

Short story taglist, feel free to ask to be added or removed:

@silvertalonwriteblr, @inspiring-prompts, @greenwood-writes, @wemitodd, @elkatheinkstained, @n1ghtcrwler, @writingiswilde, @say-no-to-negativity, @wordshavings, @nemowritesstuff, @dawnoftheagez, @orphicodysseywrites, @writer-candy, @kaylewiswrites, @ravenpuffwriter, @tenacious-scripturient, @mischiefiswritten, @kespada, @asterannie

#follower celebration #short story #original story #my writing #fiction #sci-fi #a story by Ren #thank you for helping me celebrate

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barbariccia · 4 years

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X57: Bring Down The Sky

ok, i lied. there’s one last thing for me to get through in mass effect 1 - the BDtS dlc, which i’ve never played through before. it’s relatively short and available for free if you play on pc - included with the base game on origin, and can be downloaded on ea’s website for steam.

who wants some Additional Plot all crammed into one long post?!

in true ME style, you’re thrown directly into the action. once you enter the area this mission takes place on via the galaxy map, you’re shown a familiar looking world... and an asteroid slowly approaching.

and we’re dumped onto the asteroid itself in the mako.

it’s pretty easy to see the objective even if you weren’t paying attention to the distress call.

three giant fusion torches are propelling the asteroid at great speed toward a looming planet that looks rather earth-like, though we’re not in the local cluster at all. this is terra nova of the exodus cluster, one of the first planets colonised by humans after they discovered the mass relays and what lay beyond, and the second “extrasolar colony”, the first being no other than elysium, which we’ve heard about before.

there’re bases around the three tourches, all armed with heavy turrets, easy enough to dispatch of via the mako’s own gun, and once we make it inside the first base, we’re treated with a... rather unusual sight.

these charming fellows are batarians, outlaws and pirates for the most part, and while not seen in the base game, they go on to be the face of space-orcs, in a sense. vicious and seemingly war-hungry, they’re directly responsible for a ruthless shepard’s background, who was stationed on torfan and lived through their assault, the only person of their troop to do so.

we clear them and their varren out easily enough, and disable the first torch at a panel upstairs.

read the subtitles, shepard.

the communication line she’s using goes dead. on our way out...

we meet a man, who shoots and immediately panics when he sees the chest he attacked belongs to a human. eh, i’ve had worse.

this is simon, the chief engineer. he’s worried, of course - we’re heading right toward terra nova, where there are four million people living. not ideal.

well, that’s just fucking dandy, then.

Simon: It would be like millions of fusion bombs striking at once. Millions. The heat of the blast... a thousand kilmoeters away, clothes will ignite. There’ll be global wildfires. Air shock will flatten everything for hundreds of kilometers. Terra Nova will die, Shepard. Not just our colony - the planet. There’ll be a climate shift. Mass extinctions. The ecosystem won’t recover for thousands of years. Millions, maybe.

Shepard: Any chance it’ll land in the oceans?

Simon: That would be even worse! Tsunamis would sweep inland at hundreds of kilometers per hour. Millions of tonnes of water would be vaporized at the point of impact. Global cloud coverage. The plants could all die. And if they go, the whole ecosystem rolls over. I-- I’d have to run the numbers, but take my word for it: it’d be bad.

traditional mol nerd notes, since i was a dinosaur kid: the idea of the asteroid that decimated the dinosaurs (and began one of the 5th largest mass extinction events in eath’s history) was only first proposed in 1980, which is way more recent than i thought it was. the asteroid itself is thought to have landed in the area of chicxulub, mexico, and the collision itself is considered to have released around 100 teratonnes of TNT -equivalent in energy. so big boom. as of 2019, dr sean gulick has done research ⁽¹⁾, ⁽²⁾ on the crater itself and the rock record of the impact, and doctorial student robert depalma (and coauthor professor phillip manning) has excavated the Tanis area of Hell Creek ⁽³⁾ amd published a paper on the findings of deposits in the area ⁽⁴⁾, though the latter has been criticised for being potentially sensationalist, having been published by media outlets before it was accepted at PNAS.

either way, it’s commonly accepted that the impact would have thrown enough dust into the atmosphere to have caused an impact winter for up to a year, which was likely exacerbated by vaporised rocks in the atmosphere that helped to reduce sunlight reaching the surface, and causing acid rain. this in turn likely led to the oceans cooling and becoming more acidic. if wildfires were also on the menu, it would have contributed to a greenhouse effect.

whatever happened, the impact led to about 75% of all species on earth becoming completely extinct, so terra nova’s not looking especially peachy with twice the damage incoming.

tl;dr yeah seems pretty spot on

this comes out when you select the renegade’s “damn aliens” response, which is pretty incredible. even as shepard you have the option to be xenophobic... but batarians really haven’t proven themselves to be much more than as aggressive as krogans, honestly, if not worse, somehow. for a non-ruthless shepard to think this way... yeesh. goes to show just how much the attack on elysium affected the human psyche, even if you’re happy enough to bring aboard most other kinds of aliens aboard your stealth cruiser.

well, let’s get on our merry way. simon tells us that one of the torches is surrounded by proximity mines, which were going to be used as excavation tools once the asteroid was brought to terra nova - where it was en route toward anyway, by design - so we have to be extra careful going over them. yay.

never change, shep.

he also tells us that he had a crew working on the asteroid when the batarians hit. it’s easy enough to find them... or what’s left of them, once the batarians were through with them.

they’re, naturally, spread around the asteroid.

the message is cut off by the sound of an explosion.

and as for the third...

all three are very, very dead. but hey, on the way we at least got to turn on the transmission tower once again.

party on, dudes.

after you turn off the second torch, kate contacts you again.

we get the chance to see what’s going on with kate. there’s a man with her, and a small group of batarians that have them cornered.

spoiler: he doesn’t make it.

no time like the present to go turn that third and final torch off. after we do, there’s a small group of aliens waiting for us.

we have a little chat with our new friend, who tells us that he knows he’s in way over his head. another batarian by the name of balak is running the show, and “what balak wants, balak gets”.

[Renegade choice: Don’t be stupid.]

Shepard: Spoken like a true lackey. You get me out of here and I’ll take care of Balak. Or you can take your chances with me.

Charn: An, uh, interesting proposal. It certainly has benefits over the current situation. (to another batarian) Shut it down. This is Balak’s problem now.

he gives us a keycard, tells us where to find the boss, and scarpers. balak’s elsewhere, in a different facility, also guarded by turrets.

in case you don’t want to look at your map, the red gives it away. why’s it red? who cares!

there’s a hell of a shootout waiting for us in the final facility, but once we’ve cleared the area of what feels like every batarian ever conceived, balak himself deigns to come show his face.

Balak: I’m leaving this asteroid. If you try to stop me, I’ll detonate these charges and your helper and her friends are all going to die.

Shepard: You don’t get to leave, Balak. Not after what you’ve done.

Balak: What I’ve done? This is nothing compared to what’s been done to the batarians. We’ve been forced into exile. Forced to survive on what we can scrounge up. It’s been like that for decades.

Shepard: Why take it out on these people? They didn’t do anything to you or your race.

Balak: Didn’t do anything? Aside from colonizing a world that could have been ours? Aside from using resources that should have been ours? We were left to defend ourselves. But the humans were stronger than us. We knew that. The Council knew that. But it didn’t matter.

Balak: It was you. You and your kind are the only reason we’re in this position.

Shepard: How does killing innocent people make up for that?

Balak: We had no other options. Sometimes you need to get someone’s attention before they’ll listen.

Shepard: Is that was Elysium was? A way to get our attention? Well, you got it. And when we responded you ran like cowards. Now you want to start it all over again.

Balak: You couldn’t possibly understand... Actually, you just don’t want to understand. And I’m done wasting my breath.

the choice is, once again, in your hands. that’s a very interesting dialogue they have before this... and one i can understand both sides of. it’s worth noting that originally the batarians were welcomed into citadel space, but their aggression provoked more than one crisis intergalactically. their exile from the council is recent- they weren’t happy with humans colonising in areas that batarians already considered claimed (this is the skyllian verge and elysium, for those keeping track), and when they were told no by the council, they closed their embassy, severed all relations, and became a rogue state, retreating back to their own systems and becoming known primarily as pirates and slavers within the terminus systems, outside of citadel space. those in the terminus systems are actively rebelling against their own government, too, who prefer to stay in their space.

i don’t want to use the word self-imposed exile, but from the human’s point of view it’s very much a throwing your toys out of the pram because you can’t get what you want act. then again, from the batarian point of view, why should they stick with a council that doesn’t seem to consider them as on equal footing enough to grant them rights to colonise the land as they claim it?

i chose to let balak go, and save the hostages. we’re stopping the asteroid either way, and death for death is... well. not ideal. if we’re throwing away our ideals and doing the whole eye for an eye thing we should have started a long time ago.

worth noting here that the base game offers a sidemission i remember me to colonist shepards, where you meet a survivor of mindoir, a colony that was raided by batarians ~13 years before game’s start, and is the colonist equivalent of the sole survivor mission dead scientists. after the colony was attacked, the surviving girl was taken by slavers, and the sidemission deals with you taking her down from a suicidal response to systems alliance soldiers finding and killing her batarian slavers. provided you talk her down, she resurfaces in a minor way in the next game, with an email thanking you for helping her. i think it’s a damn shame that this sidemission is only available to colonist shepard, because in no way is this an isolated view of the batarians and the things they’ve done and would have been a nice bit of additional flavour text for the rest of the game, considering batarians are only mentioned in passing once or twice (and in basegame only get a concept art picture by their codex entry, even).

(laughs in virmire)

you tell simon about the dead engineers you found, and let the hostages go.

she explains that the man the batarians killed was her brother, who convinced her to join the team in the first place. you get the chance to ask her a couple of questions, mostly about herself, but also...

Kate: I don’t even think they knew. When they first arrived, they were talking about getting us back to their ship. They wanted to sell us as slaved. When Balak showed up, everything changed. It was his idea to redirect the asteroid. Said it was the will of the batarian rebellion, whatever that is.

considering balak and his contingency are the outliers of their society... well, buddy, i hate to say it, but you don’t speak for the rest of your people. sure, tensions are high with humans... but they are with the turians, as well, and the turians didn’t throw a hissy and exile themselves and have their people considered the worst of the worst by even their government for the practises of a few.

eghhh. this is one of those surprisingly complicated situations. this isn’t the first time bioware discusses this concept - dragon age 2 comes to mind, and i’m sure i’ll get around to that as well sometime - but we’re not really given any way of viewing the batarians as anything other than an enemy in BDtS. we do see more batarians in the future, and that’s its own thing. we’ll revisit this later.

Bring Down The Sky, complete in around an hour. not bad for a (now) free dlc mission, but the stuff i’ve done here today won’t carry over to mass effect 2. turns out the last save i had on the normandy was actually just after feros; all my other save states were in the middle of something of on the citadel at the end of the game where there’s no way to get out and do something else. thankfully, not having completed the dlc doesn’t affect anything in the future too much, though i think i won’t be getting some me2 background commentary. not that i’d know what it was, having never done this content before.

ah well. upwards and onwards, crew!

#mol plays mass effect

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daddyzarc · 5 years

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But wait. What about Don Thousand? He's a barian too. AND cleraly a predator.(Although, you could argue that's because he was originally an Astral being). But what about Fearsome Four? They have mouths too in their barian forms.(Although, Kaninja and Semimaru's mouths are that of the insects they are based on.) So not all barians are innocent. Only the Seven Emperors.

(you asked for this anon ~ love Dyzarc)

I apologize for not delving into Don Thousand in my previous analysis, but in my experience, I was strictly taught that my papers should get to the point with the arguments being clear and concise. This includes omitting irrelevant information that adds nothing to the thesis. Don Thousand is certainly an interesting case in the Barians (and I’ll gladly talk about him this time) but originally, he didn’t fit into the analysis. Every point I wanted to cover was better done using the Seven Emperors — the acid sea, the predator, carapaces, molting, ect — and throwing Don Thousand into the mix would have bloated up the analysis with redundant data. Furthermore, if I wanted to talk about Don Thousand, the analysis would end being twice as long. And I’m sure none of you want to read that.

However, anonwhoshouldrevealthemselfsowecanmeetbehindadarkallyway, I take the full blame of overlooking the Fearsome Foursome as you will take the full blame of allowing Dyzarc to do this. This particular group of feral Barians are a very unique case in Barian Biology since, well, look at these ugly fuckeroos

And since they differ from the Seven Emperors to a high degree, I will certainly go in-depth on these Barians.

DISCLAIMER: If you didn’t read the previous post, please feel free to do so. I’ll expand and refer to certain points in there, so you might be scared confused if you don’t. Also, I will not be primarily addressing their incapability or capability to vore. Everything I mentioned previously continues to hold true for the most part, and it can be applied to all five of the unaddressed Barians. However, there are some abnormalities present that I wish to discuss (Chironex and Mr. Heartland, for example). This post will mainly be explaining their anatomy and so-forth rather than focus on why they absolutely cannot vore. Furthermore, these Barians do function a tad bit differently than the other ones, and I’ll talk more about this later. There will be a section at the bottom that focuses on the vore issue since I KNOW that’s what you folks are here for, but other than a sprinkle of discussion (mostly in relationship to their predator) throughout the passage, it will be vore-free.

Forthemostpart so let us begin

Zarc N’ Pals Installment 1, Detour 1 GO!

So now that I am given the opportunity to talk about Don Thousand, I’ll fucking talk about Don Thousand. I have a lot to say about Donny, so if you only wanna see my discussion on the Fearsome Foursome, move your cursor to the scrollbar and pull down because you won’t see the end of this for miles.

Don Thousand is the Gustave of Barians. He is HUGE. An absolute unit. I’m not even joking.

These are some standard-sized Barians:

This is Don Thousand:

Ho-leey shit

So Don Thousand…

Don Thousand is one of the most mysterious Barians mostly attributed to his large size. Since sightings of Don Thousand are far and few between, there is actually an on-going debate in the Barianologist community centered around his true height. Here are some assumed height based on previous encounters:

Smol Don, approximately 10ft or 3m tall, larger than a standard Barian but not by much:

Tol Don, approximately 40ft or 12 m tall much larger than the standard Barian:

Big Boi Massive Don, approximately 150ft or 45m tall, outed as a hoax at the moment but possible if Don Thousand is given more time to grow:

So far, the most agreed-upon and plausible size for Don is the “tol” variant for a number of reason. First off, the few people that encountered this Barian noted that he was much larger than the average Barian, but not towering by hundreds of feet tall. (plz for the love of god, imply square-cubed law doesnt apply for my sake im so tired) Secondly, despite not having consistent sightings of Don Thousand, there have been evidence of his carapaces, or the outer coverings:

Depending on when and where the carapaces were discarded, along with the usage of other trace evidence, such as tracks on the sand or cleared pathways among the crystal forests, safe estimates could be made about his size.

Okay, but why is there even a debate on the size of a Barian? Especially if he is so large, shouldn’t it be a lot easier to spot him than the other, much smaller Barians?

Yes, Don Thousand is huge, but it is incredibly important to consider the type of environment he lives in. Earth is covered in cities and civilization, as well as satellites that keeps in eye on Earth’s surface. There are eyes everywhere, human or otherwise. If you plop a creature as large as Don Thousand onto Earth, he will be detected in a matter of minutes. On the other hand, Barian World is barren. The only thing on it is the vast acid sea, large crystalline structures, deserts, caves, and clumps of the dwindling Barian population. Not a lot of equipment is readily available to find Don Thousand either. He could be hidden within the acid sea or burrowed deep underground in molt. He could also be hidden in the fields of crystal trees, which are still large enough to hide a Barian his size, or buried under a layer on sand in the desert. Not to mention that Barians could grow, although rare, Don Thousand’s actual size could be changing as we speak. He may as well be a big boi massive since the last sighting. Unless we constantly send expeditions onto the hostile environment, Don Thousand will remain forever elusive and cryptic.

There is also a plethora of other factors that make this more complicated. His size, again, contributes to this. Going back to my previous analysis where I mentioned that Barians grow or repair using molts (in this case, the rock cycle), molting is a process where its usage and speed depend on the size of the molting creature. Look back to the hermit crab, who I relate the Barians to often, for the size disparities.

Like Barians, hermit crabs have large and small sizes as well, which isn’t strange for most arthropods. A mature hermit crab could be much smaller than another mature but older hermit crab. In the case of the Barians, a Barian like Nasch is mature but he isn’t large like Don Thousand. This isn’t to say that Nasch can’t grow large like Don Thousand, and he might as well in the future, but Don Thousand went through hundreds of molt cycles before he reached that size. He may continue to grow until his size becomes a major deterrent to his survival.

What makes this hard for us is that molting tends to be a process that gets longer the larger the creature is. For example, hermit crabs (Coenobita clypeatus) average molting times relative to their size in inches:

Micro/Teeny: Less than 1.0″ - 1 week

Small: 1.5″ - 3 weeks

Medium: 2.5″ - 6 weeks

Large: 3.0″ - 8 weeks

Jumbo: Greater than 3.0″ - 16 weeks

As you can see, the larger the crab gets, the more time it takes to complete a molt. Now if we consider that a Barian undergoes a similar process, ie the larger Barians take much longer to complete the rock cycle, it isn’t hard to believe that Don Thousand could take decades, perhaps centuries to molt. Which, may I remind you, is a very long time in the eyes of a dragon. It is easy to understand why Don Thousand is seldom seen or studied. But assuming that he stays above ground between molts (which means he stays above the crust for three times as long as he stays under), there should be a long period of time where he can be easily found, right?

This is where things get a little muddied. Due to his massive girth and thick, rocky shell, Don Thousand can stay submerged in the Sea of Ill Intent for a much longer period than a regular Barian (their shell could still be dissolved, yet the thickness relates to how long they can stay). This means that even if he finishes molting, he can remain hidden within the acid for an indisputable amount of time.

So all of this discussion about his size… What does this have to do with his ability to vore?…

Why plenty, in fact.

In nature there are certain animals that have natural predators when they are small/young (sally lightfoot crabs, elephants, rhinoceros, alligators, ect.) but as they grow larger and larger, they slowly lose that disadvantage. And guess which Barian is the biggest one around — yup, Donny K

By nature, Don Thousand is just an absurdly large prey creature.

His size alone is a deterrent against predators that want to challenge such a massive beast (except astrol). Even if an Astral Being, or many Astral Beings, attempt to harm him, he can easily swat them off since he is so big. And as previously mentioned, he can stay within the Sea of Ill Intent to avoid the deadly predators if he really don’t want to be bothered. To summarize, Don Thousand is highly undesirable prey who is much more trouble than he’s worth.

Understanding this, the other Barians do not follow in Don Thousand’s footstep for a couple of reason:

1) Consistent shape and size means they don’t need to constantly get new carapaces. Every time a Barian makes a drastic change to their body, they must find or create new carapaces that will fit their new form, either by carving a completely new piece or altering their old one. Unless they prepared it before going underground to molt, the Barian will be without carapaces (which protects them from predators) for an unreasonable amount of time, increasing their chances of being killed.

2) Cost of maintaining a body that large is very high. We do not know what fuels a Barian, but the cost of making/transporting energy through a lengthy body, moving high-density limbs, and molting is very high for such a large Barian. If they expend all the energy inside their core without replenishing it somehow (solar power?), they might die of exhaustion.

3) Molting is dangerous but necessary to an extent. It consumes a lot of energy to dig down, melt, reform, rack-build, harden, and dig up, and this process is only harder as the Barian grows bigger. They can also face other dangers in mid-molt, such as being uplifted or disturbed by another Barian, and as the longer they have to stay underground, the chances of being disturbed only increases. For arthropods, interruptions during molt could be fatal or leave them deformed until their next molt. For Barians, molting should only be deployed if they need to repair their shell or work on their rack to ascend in their pecking order. Larger size is not a necessity nor is it worth it most of the time.

The large size is useful as a defense mechanism and trait for the pecking order, yet overcoming the threshold to reach that size is difficult and more trouble than it’s worth, especially since most Barians already have an adequate defense mechanism. Don Thousand is one of the few, perhaps only, Barian that chose to go the “larger size” route. This is made possible for one very critical reason — where he chooses to molt. It is difficult to pinpoint this incredible fact, but Don Thousand molts under the Sea of Ill Intent.

The image below shows a crack on the seafloor, exposing a hotspot that Barians could use to burrow into and molt.

And the most conclusive evidence that Don Thousand specifically molts around here:

See that thing at the bottom of this hole? That is one of Don Thousand’s carapaces, located under the ocean, hidden in a whirlpool of acid and lava. Most Barians leave their carapaces close to them while they molt, usually several kilometers above the melting point to preserve it or prevent its destruction. The fact that a Don Thousand carapace can be found under the sea strongly suggests that Don Thousand is located very closely to this spot, several kilometers deep into the ground.

Doing this solves some of the issues stated above:

1) Consistent shape and size means they don’t need to constantly get new carapaces. With Don Thousand’s size, he is able to stay in the acid for a long time without feeling substantial damage to his vital organs. Since the acid will protect him from being attacked while he is carapace-less (not that he has to worry about that), he is given plenty of time to make new ones before he needs/wants to emerge.

2) Cost of maintaining a body that large is very high. The cost of maintaining the body is still high. However, I believe that the effect is mitigated since Don Thousand may be a Barian with a lot of energy to begin with. His core energy (or rate of photosynthesis) may be unnaturally higher than the rest of the Barians, thus he is able to grow large to begin with. Furthermore, Don Thousand doesn’t need to worry about predators at that size. He wastes little energy dealing with them (fleeing, defending, fighting, ect.) and this is the trade-off he chooses.

3) Molting is dangerous but necessary to an extent. The acid sea deters offensive Barians and Astral Beings from harassing him while he is molting, unless they want to venture far and deep into the ocean, risking their life in the process. Uplifting will also only bring him in contact with the acid, where he can promptly dig back down. This is much safer in comparison to being exposed to predators on land.

^The above ends up creating a simple positive feedback loop where his large size prevents the acid from harming him, allowing him to molt into a larger size, which in turn protects him from the acid even more.

(Smaller Barians have a hard time breaking into this loop.)

Taking into account that his massive size will quite easily place him on top of any pecking order based on that alone, where exactly does Don Thousand fit? I’ll get into the idea of “Barian Colonies” in my discussion of the Fearsome Foursome later, but adding Don Thousand into a pecking order isn’t as simple as it seems. Actually, it is really simple, but there are some factors that complicate the issue.

Due to his large size and the circumstance of his molting, Don Thousand seldom spends any time with the other Barians. If he isn’t in molt, he most likely spends his time within the sea. It takes a lot of energy to move around and if there isn’t an urgent need to emerge from the acid, he will stay submerged until the next molt (the only reason I can think of as to why he would emerge would be to photosynthesize, if Barians do that, or maybe harass the local Barian population). This means that Don Thousand is severed from the Barian pecking orders for the most part, but I assure you that if he does show up, he could effortlessly establish himself into the society for more than just his ginormous girth.

So this brief overview covers a couple of things about Don Thousand that is, in my opinion, highly fascinating. Although it isn’t clear yet, Don Thousand’s rocky shell and carapace borrow certain unique elements from the other Barians. Examples of shared defense mechanisms include:

”SWISH” mechanism* —> Scritch, Erazor, Mr. Heartland (FF)

Talons capped with carapace —> Scritch, Mr. Heartland (FF)

Insignia* —> Unique to Seven Emperor Barians (SE)

Center eyeball —> Mr. Heartland (FF)

This tells us a couple of things. Either the smaller Barians adopt traits from Don Thousand and incorporate it into their own body plan… OR Don Thousand incorporated some of the best defense mechanism of the smaller Barians into his form, thus increasing his overall fitness by being the best of the best, drastically reducing any chance he has of being killed. The implications of this is that Don Thousand doesn’t belong to one Barian group but to many Barian groups, and he reigns over all of them whenever he emerges from the ocean. Think of Don Thousand as a “God of the Barians” if you will. He will always be at the top of the pecking order (although the presence of an Insignia* suggests that he is closest to the Seven Emperor Barians).

*Further explanation in latter half

Final Consensus: Despite being as intimidating as a predator, Don Thousand is still a prey Barian who utilizes his large size and in-common traits to avoid predation. He’s just very large.

heyyo fearsome fucksome time mothertruckers

Moving on from the God that is Don Thousand, let’s examine the Fearsome Foursome.

I know what you want to hear. “Dyzarc! What the fuck are you doing. Where in the world does the Fearsome Foursome fit into the Barian pecking order?? Does Nasch get dethroned by these buggy barbarian bozos?”

To begin, upon looking at the two groups below:

I do not believe it is logical to integrate the Fearsome Foursome into the Seven Emperors pecking order.

Why?

Simply put, these Barians groups do not belong together. Barians are similar to orca pods on Earth.

^^Example of different orca types due to regional differences. The same concept applies to Barians, but they show more severe variation due to the differences in their environments as well as natural variation as a direct result of unique rack-building and inconsistent molting environments. Different cultures also mean that the groups are not exactly equal to each other*

*This is not to say one group is inferior or superior to the other, but they are built for different purposes and thus are not comparable

To be frank, the Seven Emperor Barians are actually very easy to distinguish from other groups by examining their physical appearance alone. The most concrete evidence of a Seven Emperor Barian is to look on their chest for a distinctive carapace, an Insignia, seen here:

SIDE-NOTE: Another Barian with an Insignia is Don Thousand. This provides further evidence that he may be a part of the Seven Emperor colony or allude to the idea that Don Thousand is truly the “Barian God” that presides over every Barian colony, thus adopting the customs and traits of each group (Ex. Wings and Needle (swish) of the Fearsome Foursome) in order to better his survival rate.

Habitat and behavior also plays a major role in separating the groups, which applies more to the Fearsome Foursome due to their unique circumstance, but to simplify the topic, a general rule of thumb is:

Insignia = SE

No Insignia = Not SE

The Fearsome Foursome Barians all lack an Insignia and therefore should not be included within the Seven Emperor pecking order. Instead, they have their own pecking order established, which relies on different traits than the ones of the Seven Emperor Barians.

Of course, a difference in body structure doesn’t inherently discern a Fearsome Foursome Barian from a Seven Emperor Barian, but these physical characteristics (just look at them and you can see that something is amok) tells us that the Fearsome Foursome Barians are reacting to something that Seven Emperor Barians are not. However, since their body plans stem from the presence of Astral Beings, a rather uniform factor all things considered, this tells us that the Fearsome Foursome Barians are tailoring their form in response to the Astral Beings specifically.

But how could this happen? A Barian is a Barian is a Barian. Shouldn’t they all be a single entity/rely on the same mechanisms since they live on the same planet?

It isn’t completely clear what truly distinguishes a Fearsome Foursome Barian to a Seven Emperors Barian (and any other colonies) aside from the Insignia or why the Barians separate themselves into colonies — although it could be due to a high territorial drive, since Barians need a lot space to molt, and the more populated the group, the harder it is to find a good spot to repair and regrow their form; creating colonies is a good way to ensure good molting locations or a safer place to live — but the best place to look is:

A) Where they live and What is the end goal of their body plan. These two are not mutually exclusive to each other.

(Note: SE has more territory due to being a larger colony than the FF; larger colony = more space required for molting)

For the Seven Emperors, their habitat range is located here:

Along with residing in the enclosed forest, the biggest takeaway from this is that the Seven Emperor Barians live very close to the Sea of Ill Intent. As previously discussed, the acid sea allows for the Barians to effectively retreat into the acid from a pursuing predator. Once in the acid, they are generally safe from harm and it is highly unlikely that they will get killed. For the Seven Emperors, since they reside very close to the Sea of Ill Intent, when they are in danger, they can easily flee into the acid to protect themselves. As long as they do not wander too far from the sea, their primary defense mechanism is the Sea of Ill Intent.

This also supports how Don Thousand, a Barian who frequents the Sea of Ill Intent, has an Insignia that belongs to the Seven Emperors on his chest. Since Don Thousand and the Seven Emperors live in the same general area, by being in close proximity alone, Don Thousand is most integrated into the Seven Emperors colony and uses the Insignia (which does little for protection; used more for aesthetic/pecking order) for no other discernible reason than to just have it.

Now note where the Fearsome Foursome live:

They are not near the sea. They live further inland within the crystal pillar forests or at the edge of the great Barian Desert, therefore they do not have a go-to “safe-zone” to retreat to if they are attacked. Their defense mechanism comes from whatever ingenious way they designed their bodies to protect themselves. I will cover these mechanisms later.

(Think of these as the differences between bonobos and chimpanzees. Different species, yet they are very closely related. The discussion of these two species is intriguing on its own, but what I want to get across is that bonobos are less aggressive than chimpanzees. This is mainly due to the environment they evolved in, where the bonobos’ ancestors came from a place of “paradise” or abundance in food while the chimpanzees’ ancestor came from a place of scarcity. To survive in the hostile and tough environment, the chimpanzees became more aggressive/ingenious, as in they have territorial fights, engage in hunting activities, and use tools to find food.)

The analogy above can be used to describe why the Fearsome Foursome are so different compared to Seven Emperors.

For the Seven Emperors, the end goal is to create a body for placement in the pecking order. They use a rack system to establish pecking order (which is more for aesthetic when compared to the utter shit the FF put onto their bodies). Although they can use the racks to protect themselves, the usage of a huge rack shows that they devote valuable resources (or have resources to spare) to make themselves more aesthetically pleasing. In a sense, the Seven Emperors are living in a more calm, less hostile environment.

For the Fearsome Foursome, the end goal of their body plan is to make anything worthwhile in terms of defense to make up for the lack of Sea of Ill Intent. Most of their molting energy is devoted into creating a body that will protect them from a gruesome death, which means they have less resources for rack-building. In a sense, the Fearsome Foursome are living in the more hostile environment.

Now that we covered why the groups are different, let’s examine what these differences are starting with a commonly shared trait among the Fearsome Foursome.

Aside from living in the same range, the clearest answer that links this diverse cast of Barians (Scritch, Chironex, Mr. Heartland, and Erazor) into the same category would be their usage of an elaborate Defense Mechanism. The Seven Emperors have a rocky shell and carapaces as their defenses against Astral Beings, and so do the Fearsome Foursome. Yet, the Fearsome Foursome Barian include those basic characteristics with the addition of something else. This could be seen in the carapaces alone.

Even when excluding the Duel Disks, notice how heavily fortified the Fearsome Foursome Barians are compared to that of the Seven Emperors Barians. The Seven Emperors usually have smaller, one-sided pieces covering their shoulders or torso while the Fearsome Foursome’s carapaces tend to wrap around their entire body and more. This is one example to show the difference in defense mechanism between the two groups, but obviously the Fearsome Foursome goes further with this concept.

So back in the Don Thousand breakdown, I mentioned something called the SWISH. Swishing is a type of defense mechanism.

To “swish”, one will need a frontal protection and a dorsal protection. In the case of the Fearsome Foursome, they use a frontal needle and dorsal wings. Barians are extremely heavy and do not require food to survive, so it is very unlikely that the needle belongs to a mouth piece and the wing pieces aid with flight (so far, there has been no accounts of True Barians in flight). Therefore, the wings and needles serve another purpose.

Okay. So how does SWISH work?

(Simulation; no Astral Beings were harmed in the video above)

Standing for SWord/needle and SHield/wings as well as the noises it makes when a Barian starts flapping or stabbing (use your imagination) and found in ¾ of the Fearsome Foursome Barians + Don Thousand, this is a basic but effective defense mechanism witnessed mainly in the vulnerable Fearsome Foursome Barians. The wings on the back provide backside protection. The Barian can also rapidly flap the wing pieces in order to shake off any Astral Being latching onto its backside. If the Astral Being tries to attack the Barian from the front, it must deal with a piercing needle constantly jabbing at it. This means that if an Astral Being wants to access the Barians’ core at all — which is located at the center of their chest — they must deal with the swish. Compared to the defense mechanism of the Seven Emperors, this is a very elaborate gimmick.

And speaking of elaborate gimmicks, I am going to focus heavily on Scritch and Chironex’s gimmicks for two reasons: they both have fascinating defenses, and Erazor and Mr. Heartland main defense strategy is “cover in spikes and carapaces” along with the swish mechanism. Overall, they are far less complex than Scritch and Chironex.

(Also I am a duper lazy dragon and feel like this torture is long enough and I really dont want to stare at barian heartland and erazor for another 2 hours.)

Let’s first look at Scritch, who is my new adopted son btw. Scritch is one of the most intriguing Barians out of this group, and this isn’t my personal preference towards him playing a role into this. Despite not being the most complex Barian, he certainly employs an interesting tactic (if my theories are correct).

Taking a glance at his coloration reveals a couple things about his mechanism, especially if we compare him to some similar species found on Earth.

This banded coloration is a product of a variety of things, such as the Barian utilizing disruptive coloration or warning colors. In this case, the Barian environment consist mainly of shades of reds, thus the disruptive coloration may not be very useful to this Barian. But what is useful? Warning colors. This is a commonly-used tactic in animals with brightly colored or flashy skin, such as poison dart frogs. The bright and striking bands on Scritch will make this Barian an easy target to spot and kill in the reddish tint of the planet, yet it could also be a signal to the predators that he is “not a good meal to eat”.

On one hand, the colors could be nothing more than a bluff, and it wouldn’t be too surprising if Scritch used the colors as a facade to scare off predators. But I think otherwise. If it was a bluff, Scritch wouldn’t have survive this long against bold or unaware Astral Beings, nor will his facade last if enough predators keep pestering him. My theory, and it is only a theory with no other evidence to back it up other than logic maybe, is that Scritch has pockets of some Alkali metals (pure sodium, for example) located in parts of his body like behind the mask carapace or within the bright red claws. For those unaware, Alkali metals are highly reactive to water, which is what the Astral Beings are made of, and can explode if they make contact with it. If an Astral Being attacks him, he can deploy the metals, harm the Astral Being, then skedaddle away while the predator is disorganized.

This could heavily damage the Barian in the process, but since they could always molt: temporary losing a limb > death. The banded coloration on his body signals to the Astral Beings to back off or else they’ll eat a face-full of sodium. This is only a theory however, and I cannot prove it unless we throw water at Scritch to see if he can explode. Which I absolutely cannot legally do because the Fearsome Foursome Barians are critically endangered (some problem with an invasive species, but the less we talk bout those three hooligans, the better) and I should not make Scritch explode.

Lastly, let us discuss a Barian who most likely won’t explode if water touches him.

Chironex is another Barian with the presence of a fully-mechanical mouth. As with the other Fearsome Foursome Barians, Chironex doesn’t follow the body plan of a Seven Emperor. His body is covered mostly in thick carapaces, which is similar to the other Fearsome Foursome members. However, his physical appearance is drastically different than the other Fearsome Foursome Barians as well, such as the lack of protective wing pieces and needle-nose for effective swishing. At first glance, it’s difficult to tell where this one belongs. Based on his physiology, he doesn’t look anything like Fearsome Foursome or a Seven Emperor. He could’ve belonged to his own colony altogether.

This is a case where the similarities goes beyond their physical appearance. Take Canis lupus familiaris, for example, where the physical differences among each breed can look drastically different from one another yet they still fall under the same species (for dogs, they are considered the same species since most breeds can produce viable offspring if mated and they still have an exceedingly similar genome).

Like a breed of dog, Chironex is a Fearsome Foursome. Chironex lives within the boundary of the Fearsome Foursome range, interacts with the other Fearsome Foursome Barians, and his behavioral patterns follows that of a Fearsome Foursome. He also has a valuable place in the Fearsome Foursome pecking order. Despite not looking like one, Chironex is most certainly a Fearsome Foursome.

So knowing that, about his gimmick…

Chironex has a gimmick alright. And boy is it a gimmick. I want you to look at this image.

Note what the carapaces cover and what lies underneath the carapaces.

Now here’s our high-quality artist rendition of Chironex without his thick carapaces:

And here he is standing next to an Astral Being for comparison:

Notice something peculiar about this situation?

As you can see, the base form of Chironex (aka a Chironex without the layers of carapa—naked, i mean hes utterly nude) looks strikingly similar to the form of an Astral Being. Very smooth with a bluish tint, and a mouth, which is an extremely important body part on an Astral Being. And it is absolutely no coincident that Chironex looks like an Astral Being.

It is completely deliberate because Chironex uses a very advance form camouflage — mimicry. Not only does his defense mechanism involve mimicking another species but he is mimicking his predator species. This means his facade has to be very convincing if he wants to survive. Impressively enough, the behavior of this Barian also changes in order to aid his survival, such as his fascination with water and so-forth. Furthermore, Chironex’s base form has a very “jellyfish” feel to it. This is noteworthy because jellyfishes are comprised of 95% water, give or take, and basing himself around jellyfishes add more layers onto his mimicry.

The change in behavior coupled with well-done mimicry is one of the most elaborate defense mechanism in the natural world, so Chironex obviously has a good place in the Fearsome Foursome pecking order.

*In my opinion, I find the idea of exploding Scritches to be a lot more interesting than mimicry but y’kno how it is.

Here is the pecking order of the Fearsome Foursome:

And here is the pecking order of the Fearsome Foursome + Seven Emperors + Don K. for those curious on how the Barians compare to each other (if they had to beat each other up or sumthin idk)

And here’s the pecking order based on what I think the pecking order should be. No bias or anything, just based on logical progression

OKAY. If you’re still reading this, congrats! I love you.

We are on the final topic of this discussion. The VOREeee. Or are all Barians innocent or are only the Seven Emperors innocent?

Let’s look at the candidates for this:

Seven Emperors - Previously discussed

Scritch and Erazor - SAFE*

Don Thousand - SAFEish**

Chironex and Mr. Heartland - UNSAFE feel free to vore with em you sick fucks i know i will***

* Scritch and Erazor lack a visible mouth like the rest of the Seven Emperors, so they do fall under the “innocent” Barians.

**Don Thousand is a strange case due to one specific scene.

Right here, Don Thousand’s lowest eyeball turns into a gaping hole and proceeds to inhale Vector into it. This is clearly vore in some sense of the way, which I will not deny. HOWEVER, this opens the door to the concept of eye vore (not strange considering that anal vore, navel vore, cock vore, you-name-it exists) and since all the Barians have eyeballs, or what appears like functioning eyeballs, they are all capable of performing eye vore. wtf i didnt think of that and I do not know what to do with that information except say go nuts.

***With Chironex, I am willing to let him off the hook since he is involved in the act of mimicry, so the mouth could be false. This doesn’t let him off the hook for vore, of course, but my explanation is that the mouth is non-functional because it is the sole result of a mimicking disguise.

With Mr. Heartland…

uh his mouth is a…

oh god jesus chrisus hold up,, let me check my notes

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Mercy Killing

TW: alcohol abuse, suicide reference

A/N: Also taking requests for anyone interested, just drop it in my ask box :}

Apologies on how short this chapter is but the ending felt /right/

Chapter Twelve: Confessions

Sweet Pea was pacing in Fangs’ room while the Latino boy looked up at him curiously. He knew Sweet Pea and Lavender had spent the night together the night before. Lavender had mentioned it to him at school about how much of an ass Sweet Pea was.

He wish they’d just fuck again already and get it over with.

Fangs could only assume that this was about something that happened. Maybe Sweets had finally realized his feelings or maybe he realized that Kitty wasn’t worth his time. “You’re burning tracks into my carpet, bro.” Fangs finally said so that Sweet Pea would stop his frantic back and forth.

“You can’t tell Lavender I told you.” Sweet Pea said quickly. Fangs’ eyebrows rose quizzically. Perhaps Lavender was the one that made the confession? Even though she was now with James? Fangs despised the boy more and more after seeing how Lavender’s behavior had changed once they became an item. She was spiraling. Hard.

Fangs looked up at the giant, “so you two finally admitted your feelings for one another? She’s seeing you behind James’ back? You’re dumping Kitty to pine after Lavender like you’re meant to?”

Sweet Pea gave him a confused look, pretending to not know at all what Fangs was talking about. “What? No! Lavender told me last night that James is a Ghoulie. She made me promise not to tell anyone.”

Fury crossed Fangs’ face, “What?” He asked lowly, his mood turning like the tide. “That asshole is a ghoul? Did he-“

“Yes.” Sweet Pea cut him off, not wanting to hear the question. “He was one of them, yes! She doesn’t want me to do anything about it! I don’t know what to do, it’s eating me alive knowing she’s with him day in and day out. He’s threatening to hurt her again. He’s leaving bruises on her. Fangs, we have to do something without telling the other Serpents.”

Fangs stood up from his bed, fists clenched into tight balls. “I thought she was just drinking more because the shock of it all had finally gone away and she was finally living with what happened. Damn it, how’d she even get herself in this mess?”

“She didn’t say but I think there’s more to the situation than she was letting on.” Sweet Pea added. “I think they’re targeting her for a reason.”

The smaller boy nodded in agreement. “Although, he is a Ghoulie. This could just be for his sadistic pleasure.” Fangs pointed out, knowing that the Ghoulies had absolutely no ethics or code of honor. “What are we going to do?”

“I haven’t figured that out yet…”

*~~~~~~~~~~~*

“All of this needs to be gone by tomorrow, got it?” James asked, watching Lavender place the package of Jingle Jangle into her bag.

Her eyes widened as she looked up at him, “all of it? I barely sold half of what you gave me yesterday!”

“Every. Last. Straw.” James said, enunciating each word. “Or there will be consequences. Now, get to work.” He said, slapping her on the ass to make her hurry along. Everyone else might have seen it as a sign of affection but to her it was just a symbolism of his control over her and her body. It made her sick. In fact, she would have puked if there had been a convenient place to do it. Instead she swallowed the bile that rose in her throat and high tailed it to her car. She didn’t know how she was supposed to do this.

She couldn’t just sell them at a cheaper rate because then she would have to cover costs. It might be an easier loss than not selling at all. After unlocking her car door she reached into her bag and pulled out her pink flask. She glanced around to make sure no one was looking before taking a large gulp of the vodka inside. The burn of the alcohol was better than the burn of stomach acid she had just felt.

Quickly she tucked the flask back into her bag. Her grip on the steering wheel tight as she took a shallow breath. There was faint aching in her ribs that she tried to focus on. Feeling pain was better than feeling nothing at all. She was so numb from constantly consuming alcohol. She didn’t want to face her emotions. The terrible things that might happen to her if she didn’t do as her new boyfriend asked. There was nothing she could do and she knew it.

Lav drove to the coffee shop, clocked in and put her apron on. She got behind the counter and served customers with a tipsy smile. More than a few times she got the request for something extra with their coffee and she obliged. She decided to sell the JJ buy two get one free just to get rid of it. She sold more, yes, but what she gave away for free she’d have to pay for. Her barely above minimum wage job would have to cover it. Luckily she had money saved from her father’s life insurance to pay her bills.

More than once she went to the back, pretending to get supplies and instead was drinking more and more. The guilt eating away at her like a disease. The money she was making would have gone to groceries but now it’s going to the Ghoulies. What would she eat? What if she couldn’t afford more alcohol? Shit, she should ration it but then she’d start feeling again.

She tipped back the flask, the last drop sliding out onto her tongue. Lavender cursed, not hearing the door open behind her.

“Shanna, what are you doing?” She quickly snapped her head to see her manager standing there, looking at her with a disapproving look. “Are you drunk?”

“N-No!” She stammered, trying to hide the flask behind her back. “I’m just not feeling well tonight! I’ve got this head cold that’s really getting to me.” She lied, thinking that maybe it’d excuse her strange behavior. She wasn’t drunk, she was sick.

Her manager didn’t seem to buy it. “Go home, Shanna. If you’re sick then you need to rest.”

“I can’t!” Lavender said back quickly. If she left then she couldn’t sell the rest of the drugs. She’d lose even more money. There was no way she could cover cost! “I’m fine, really. I can finish tonight, I promise!”

Her manager lifted up her hand to silence her. “No, clock out and go home. I’ll call someone in to finish your shift.” The older woman gave the teen a reassuring smile. “You look like you could use some extra sleep.”

Tears started welling in Lavender’s eyes but she did not let them spill. “Let me clean up first.” She said softly, grabbing her bag from her locker before walking behind the counter. She quickly stashed what was left in the drugs in her bag before leaving, stumbling a little as she did so from the mixture of raw emotion and alcohol. She knew she shouldn’t drive, but what was she to do?

She started her car and drove as carefully as she could home, going slower than usual and trying to keep the tears back. She hadn’t counted how much she had left but it had to have been several hundred dollars’ worth. Much more than she could really afford to have not sold. This was a nightmare.

*~~~~~~~~~~~*

Sweet Pea received yet another garbled text from Lavender. He knew she was supposed to be at work and told Fangs he’d check on her later when she was off to make sure she wasn’t drinking herself into oblivion. Maybe he lost track of time? He glanced at the clock but it was only half passed five. Lav didn’t usually get off until eight or nine.

Something must have happened then. He stood up from his couch and grabbed his leather jacket, throwing it on. He looked at his duffle that had spare clothes in them for when he spent the night with her and grabbed it too just in case. He wanted to spend more nights with her. Often times he was more worried than not. She reminded him too much of his brother sometimes.

He started drinking too. After he came home from deployment. He’d have a far out look in his eye as he chugged back bottles of bourbon. Never sleeping or eating, just wasting away on the couch.

It wasn’t long before Pea found him, gun in hand, blood sprayed across the room, a note taped onto his dog tags that he never took off. I need to stop the war zone in my head. I’m sorry.

He knew Lavender had a war zone going on in her head too. How could she not? He had to intervene before it was too late. Before she wound up like him. He couldn’t handle the thought of cradling the body of someone else he loved while screaming out to God to bring them back.

For a moment he hesitated, did he love her? That was a strange thought.

Sweet Pea shook his head and walked the few blocks down to her trailer. Her car was parked crookedly in the driveway. Christ did she drive home after drinking? Anger welled in the pit of his stomach. Why was she being so careless? Not only could she have killed herself, she could have killed someone else.

This had to stop.

Sweet Pea tried to open the door but it was locked. He banged on the door for her to open it for him. He wish she’d just give him a key.

The door cracked open to show Lavender with mascara running down her face. Damn if she didn’t make it look beautiful. Sweet Pea walked in when she moved to the side for him.

“What happened?” Sweet Pea asked hesitantly, not really wanting her to get even more upset. “Why aren’t you at work?”

“I’m dead, Pea, I’m dead.” Lavender said, hiccuping back a cry. “He’s going to kill me if I don’t come up with the money, or worse.”

He stood there awkwardly, wanting to hug her but also not thinking that was entirely appropriate. “Money for what?”

She stumbled over to her bag and opened it to show him the colorful paper straws inside. His eyes widened. “He has you selling Jingle Jangle?” Sweet Pea asked, his voice raised much higher than it was before. “Why didn’t you tell me last night?!”

“I couldn’t!” Lav replied, more tears finally escaping her red eyes. “And he said I had to sell it all today but my manger told me to leave early because I told her I was sick to cover up….” Her voice trailed off.

“To cover up you being drunk.” Sweet Pea said flatly, irritation edging his tone. “You can’t go to work drunk! Did you seriously drive home like this?”

Lavender put her face in her hands to hide it, turning her back to him to cry in what her drunken mind thought was peace. She didn’t want to be like this. She didn’t want to be so dependent on alcohol to cope with living. But here she was, living the nightmare that was now her life. “What was I supposed to do?” She said in a muffled voice.

“Call me! Call Fangs! Toni! Literally anyone!” Sweet Pea shot back quickly, not wanting to go easy on her despite the way she was looking. “You don’t need to drive drunk! Keller would have thrown your ass in jail if one of his deputies had caught you. Then they would have searched your car and found the Jingle Jangle. You think we can afford bail for a DUI and possession with an intent to distribute? Jesus Christ, Shanna, just think about someone other than yourself for once!”

“Why did you come?” She yelled back at him, holding her head up and turning to look at him with wide, angry eyes. “Why did you come if you are just going to scream at me about how stupid I am? Like you always do?!”

“Because I care about you!” Sweet Pea said, practically screaming it now. He was so damn frustrated with her that he couldn’t even think straight. The words just spilled from his mouth, “I don’t want to see you hurt! What else does Colt have you doing, huh? Is he pimping you out too?” The last part was his desperate attempt to change the subject.

It was too late.

Lavender was staring at him with wide eyes, having not even heard his last two questions. “Sweet Pea…” She said softly, her eyes warm with fresh tears. A beautiful feeling blossomed in her heart. A passionate heat flooded her veins as she looked at him trying his best to recover from what he had said. He no longer looked angry, red tinting his tan cheeks. He looked like he was about to curse.

She took a few steps closer so that she was right in front of him. She reached up and grabbed his face, her gaze hazy as she tried to focus on him through her intoxication. Sweet Pea was frozen in place, not knowing how to react. He’d never actually believed he’d tell her out loud that he cared about her. He could barely even think it to himself.

Unfortunately she was too short to kiss him, even if she went up on her tippy toes. Instead she pulled his head down to give him the hint to bend over. He didn’t fight it, his back bending as he leaned down towards her. Lavender rose up on her toes and planted the gentlest kiss on his lips. An affirmation of her own feelings towards him.

Sweet Pea had never been kissed tenderly before. Even his first kiss had been a fight of passion. He didn’t know how to react, stiffening at first. No one ever treated him this way. No one was ever soft to him. It felt so bizarre yet comforting and knowing that she shared his feelings made him feel so…alive.

He kissed her back as lightly as he could, wanting to show her that he could be gentle too. She already knew though. She’d seen it first hand when he tended to her wounds. The way he held her at night. It all felt so perfect.

They parted slightly, still staying close. “You taste like a distillery.” Sweet Pea mumbled to her and Lavender could do nothing but laugh.

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Hey Snarklings!

Are you surprised that I’m still alive? I know I am (lols am I even relevant anymore?) Before I get into my whole MCAT prep strategy, I just wanted to say that I’m sorry for leaving you guys in the dust. I have been very stressed lately and I just felt like I was letting you guys down which was why I made a really hard (but spontaneous) decision on my academic career. Of course I cannot comment right now on what I did/planning to do, but an upcoming blog post would be up in the next couple of days to explain the whole grey area that I was stuck in. Okay, it’s time to put away the tissue boxes and dive into every pre-meds worse nightmare: The Medical College Admissions Test (MCAT)

Disclaimer: This is my method and it may or may not work for you, so please take it with a grain of salt because, the way that I learn may be different from you, but it is a good idea to see how others approach this scary test.

What is the MCAT?

In short, the MCAT is a standardized test taken on a computer program to measure a prospective medical student’s potential to succeed medical school. Think of it as foreshadow of one’s ability to do well on painstakingly long exams that are cut up into blocks: Since most of medical schools in the US and Canada require doctors in training to take many board exams that can be 8-9 hours long.

Another reason why the MCAT is administered is to see whether the applicant can use background knowledge of the subject (biochemistry, biology, chemistry, psychology/sociology, physics, critical reasoning skills, etc) and integrate with other sciences to synthesize and draw an objective answer to a novel/unknown situation. This makes the MCAT different from others standardized tests such as SAT or ACT since these tests are more on memory recall and regurgitation, while the MCAT is more on integration and application to unknown situations. Think of it like this, when a doctor walks into a patient’s room, they know some things (the knowledge they’ve been taught in med school) and there’s probably things that they don’t know about a patient’s health, but when a doctor integrates what he/she knows and connect it to the unknown they can solve problems.

What is the MCAT tested on?

Since, one of the reasons why the MCAT is administered is to test your endurance on future medical school board exams such as: USMLE step 1, step 2 CK, step 2 CS, Step 3 if you are in the United States or the MCCEE, NAC, MCCQE part 1, MCCQE part 2 in (Canadian boards), and Comlex Level 1, Level 2CE, Level 2PE, Level 3 (Osteopathic med schools/DO). They do this by testing you on undergraduate courses and are broken down into 4 sections/blocks

Chemical and Physical Foundations of Biological Systems

Critical Analysis and Reasoning Skills (CARS)

Biological and Biochemical Foundations of Living Systems

Psychological, Social and Biological Foundations of Behaviour

Prior to Taking the MCAT

I highly recommend taking the required courses before taking the MCAT. The AAMC recommends to take the following pre-med classes:

Introductory (first year) Biology (2 semesters/1 year)

Introductory/General Chemistry (2 semesters/1 year)

Organic chemistry (2 semesters/1 year)

Biochemistry (1 semester)

Introductory Physics (2 semesters/1 year)

Psychology (1 semester)

Sociology (1 semester)

Now I never took a sociology class and I am planning on taking physics in my upcoming (and last) school year of uni. But that doesn’t really matter since you can just self study for it.

Resources?

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So MCAT prep cannot be MCAT prep without a good set of MCAT books for you to review on. Now, there are many MCAT companies out there and a lot of people are confused on which one they would get to the point that everyone keeps on asking the same question: What books are YOU using? Hey, are those books good? Listen, your success on the MCAT does not depend on what company that you choose to get your books from. Why? Because it is you and how well you reviewed and practice those questions on a DAILY BASIS. I know people who got into med school by using Kaplan, I know people who got rejected who used Kaplan, and the same goes for other prep companies such as The Princeton Review, Examkrackers, The Berkely Review, etc. It doesn’t matter. Just pick one and stick with one. Do not. I repeat. DO NOT BUY TWO BOOKS OF THE SAME SUBJECT BECAUSE YOU THINK THAT ONE COMPANY DOES A BETTER “JOB.’ Again, It is you who will determine your own success, not a book.

Now, for me, I was about to buy the Kaplan MCAT series but, my mother surpised me on my 21st birthday with the NextStep MCAT Content Review and Practice Passages. At first, I was bummed out but as I went along, I realized that the books are doing its job: Helping me review what I learned in undergrad (wipes tears away; literally every time I turn a page I get flashbacks). And the best part is: It was free since it was my birthday gift so I did not have to spend a dime.

When I found something that I did not fully understand or the book did not give me a detailed answer I usually used Khan Academy videos (There’s a whole section just for the MCAT with practice problems). Other videos/channels worth mentioning:

AK Lectures for biochemistry and general chemistry (his explanations for thermodynamics is so straight to the point, they’re super clutch)

The Organic Chemistry Tutor: MCAT Test Prep General Chemistry Review Study Guide Part 1 and MCAT General Chemistry Lectures Review Prep Part 2 – Equations & Practice Questions

Leah4SciMCAT for doing MCAT Math Without a Calculator and Amino Acids for MCAT/Biochem students. I also looked at Fischer Projections for MCAT Orgo and Biochemistry which helped so much since she sues fun mnemonics and straight to the point concepts that just makes the learning fun and easy.

Bozeman science for their anatomy and physiology sections for every organ system mentioned in the biology MCAT book. I also looked at a video or two from the AP chemistry, AP biology, and AP physics (which I remembered fondly back in high school and so I’m familiar with them thus, I didn’t look at every video but just ones that I had trouble with, ex: transcription vs translation.)

My method for studying: I tend to study in rotations or two chapters of the same subject a day until completion. The image below is how that looks like in my mini day planner:

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Since I do not have a job nor am I in school during the summer I was able to study for 8 hours a day and found myself going through rotations quicker than I expected. Before I go to bed I reviewed what I learned and anything that I do not finished I would have to finish in the morning before starting a new rotation.

Active Learning

So when I start a new chapter I use my metacognitive abilities: What do I know vs what do I don’t know.

Let’s take the endocrine system as an example. I know that the endocrine is invovled in hormone secretion and regulation of the metabolic oathways that maintains homeostasis. I know an example of this would be aldosterone (a steroid hormone) and vasopressin (a peptide) hormone helps regulate homeostasis by repsonding to low fluid levels and by increasing fluid retention. But what I do not know is how exactly they achieve this: thus when I’m studying that’s my goal or my purpose. I am learning to apply and find answers to my questions.

Every time a paragraph says something about a hormone I would turn it into a question and write the answer in my own words. Here’s an example on tropic versus non tropic hormones:

In orange I wrote the section of the chapter: Regulation

I wrote a capital Q for question and A for answer.

And sometimes I write a little flow chart for easy summary of what I learned

The reason why I used this system was for 3 reasons: (1) By writing out the section in a different colour, it acts as a study guide (you know with all the topics/questions pertaining to one part of the chapter for a test). (2) Turning the info in a paragraph into a question and answers makes it interactive and makes you think about what you are learning; sort of like flashcards. I would cover the answer portion with another piece of paper and just talk/aggressively whisper out the answer (the answer doesn’t have to be word by word but just similar to what it is). (3) When it is time for revision: Your notes are in a Q/A format or like test which is better than writing a bunch of notes and just passively looking over.

Here’s another one on the hypothalamus-anterior pituitary-adrenal cortex axis (HPA)

As you can see I love flow charts for sequential pathways and showing the cause and effects of each step (what increases or decreases, which hormone is involved, etc)

I will write a more detailed post on what I put into my MCAT notebooks and what I look for when reading or extracting information from the review books. So just hold on and be patient.

Practice, Practice, Practice

Knowledge is power but practice makes perfect. Remember that the MCAT will not really test your ability to recall facts straight from the book; this is not a trivia show. It is your ability to apply known information (your MCAT content review) and integrate them with other information in an unknown situation (the MCAT passages). That’s why I like that my MCAT books have practice passages at the end of each chapter. I also bought extra practice passages from NextStep because they really do help me understand the content and the timing. If you do not have practice passages right now, go to the Khan academy MCAT section and there’s loads of them (but they are really easy though).

Also, I really enjoyed watching videos on YouTube on how to approach passages and seeing what other people’s strategies and methods are. I tend to integrate what others do with my own method, but everyone is different so just take it with a grain of salt. Here are a couple of my favorite Youtubers, one of which is actually my best friend.

Amanda and Rich Show: MCAT Biology Passage Breakdown

CurveSetter: MCAT 2015 Biochemistry Tutorial 1 (Amino Acids) – CurveSetter Tutoring

CurveSetter: MCAT Biology/Biochemistry Passage Analysis (Acetylcholine) – CurveSetter MCAT Prep

CurveSetter: MCAT 2015 Chemistry Tutorial 3 (Titration Passage) – CurveSetter Tutoring

CurveSetter: MCAT 2015 Chemistry/Physics Selected MC 1 – CurveSetter Tutoring

CurveSetter: Electricity and Magnetism MCAT Physics Passage – CurveSetter MCAT Prep

CurveSetter: MCAT 2015 Biology Tutorial 1 (Neuron Passage) – CurveSetter Tutoring

CurveSetter: MCAT 2015 CARS Tutorial 1 (Passage) – CurveSetter Tutoring

CurveSetter: MCAT 2015 CARS Tutorial 1 (Questions) – CurveSetter Tutoring

SecondChance MCAT: MCAT Science Passage Breakdown #1

SecondChance MCAT: Full MCAT CARS Passage Breakdown (98% CARS Scorer)

Bless her Health: CARS WORKSHOP 08/24

Bless her Health: CARS WORKSHOP 08/28

After going through a few passages or so, review your mistakes! Then again look up your Q/A notes and see where you went wrong. When you do this, you’re allocating your attention areas that need it. This really helped me retain information whilst, practicing applying concepts with other concepts. Another reason why, is that the questions on the MCAT are really different from your college classes. Again, you’re not regurgitating facts out, you’re applying what you know with what you don’t know by looking at superficial similarities and coming up with the best answer. Since this is a new skill, the only way to learn it is through practice.

I am planning on making a post about how I breakdown science and CARS passages as well so stay tuned.

Spaced Repetition Is Key

One of the keys to success for the MCAT is repetition for retention. If you do not review, you will forget it. That’s why I always made sure that after a section of a chapter I would look over what I had so far and really try to understand what I just learned and see how it relates to other chapters or to the other subjects in one way or another to get the BIG PICTURE. Then, before I go to sleep I will look over at the chapter again as a whole and annotate anything that I think needs more detail. Then the next day before starting a new chapter, I quickly look at all the previous chapters by talking aloud (or aggressively whispering if you’re around people, sorry to the girl at Starbucks who has to put up with my) and just make connections to it. Over time, I looked at all the previous chapters so much that I can recall many concepts.

Review while making your Q/A notes

review after making your Q/A notes

Look at your Q/A notes before you go to bed

Before starting a new chapter, look at all the previous Q/A notes to refresh your memory

1 day later look at your old Q/A notes then maybe 3 days later do it again

Congratulations, all the info you’ve mastered are now stored in your long term memory. It is permanent until you die (unless if you get amnesia).

I hope this helps make up for my absence and don’t worry, I will post more on MCAT prep. So ciao for now, and stay flossy everyone.

How I Prepare for the MCAT Part 1 Hey Snarklings! Are you surprised that I'm still alive? I know I am (lols am I even relevant anymore?) Before I get into my whole MCAT prep strategy, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for leaving you guys in the dust.

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Bite Me

TITLE: Bite Me CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: One Shot AUTHOR: Wolfpawn ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine that you’re an Agent of Shield, and in a relationship with Loki. During a mission with the Avengers, you find a “vampire’s nest” by accident. You try to track down one of the vampires but they attack you, turn you into one of them, and end up taking you with them. However, as vengeance for the vampires killed, they keep you in a cage, starving and suffering with the pain of the transformation. RATING: Mature NOTES/WARNINGS: As vampires would suggest, there is the use of blood descriptions in this fic.

None would have thought it possible if they had not seen it with their own eyes, Loki, the most morose, belligerent and outright hostile being to enter Stark Tower, had found someone to tame him, in the form of a small, sarcastic, albeit slightly abnormal human. Though abnormality was subjective when it came to S.H.I.E.L.D. as many of its best agents were “abnormal” to the extent the joke regarding Clint was that he was the abnormal one on the grounds that he was the only Avenger that could be accused of being normal.

Loki first met the one to capture his heart in the tower when he was there to assist Thor in the recapturing of the Frost Beast that had come to Midgard during the Convergence. She was one of the ones assisting, as she had a durability and strength that was inhuman, and none knew why, it seemed to be natural, she did not question, and since she used her abilities to assist S.H.I.E.L.D. neither did they, too much. Her abilities had meant having to deal with men with Alpha complexes often, meaning she developed a thick skin as a result and biting words that often silenced them immediately. On their first meeting, Loki witnessed her sharp tongue and immediately found himself interested in her company. The pair swapped words, both acidic and complementary, in that order and before long, Loki sought out the company of Leila, before finally, after a trying mission, being the one she sought comfort in, in every aspect.

‘Ignore it,’ Loki groaned, hearing her Leila’s pager go off on the bedside locker next to the bed.

‘I can’t and you know it.’ She replied sleepily, reaching for the device. She squinted her eyes to read the text before groaning, ‘It’s that bloody case again, five more agents missing.’

‘And that is your concern how?’

‘I’m not as likely to succumb to whatever happened them.’

Loki growled, ‘I do not want you to take this, I have a bad feeling.’

‘Really?’ She raised a brow. ‘Did you get this bad feeling before?’

‘Yes, and it was right then, that is my concern.’ Loki stared at her face in the darkness, able to see her features in the dim light. ‘Leila, please do not go to this.’

‘I have to.’ She leant over and kissed him. ‘I will call you before I leave base.’

Loki pulled her onto him, ‘Stay here, I will make it very much worth your while.’

Leila groaned. ‘I wish I could, I would crawl under this blanket and very much enjoy it, but I have to go.’

‘You’re making a mistake.’ Loki pleaded.

‘Bite me.’ She smiled as she retrieved her work clothes and got out of the bed.

“Bite me.” The first two words she ever said in his presence and the first two words she ever said to him. Since then, they were said often between the pair, and always with jest in them.

‘I’ll be back before you know it.’ She promised, before leaving, grabbing her jacket on the way out.

The building was creepy from the outside, and on entry, it was twice as much so. It was the last known location of the missing agents, hence it was the first place the extraction team were sent. Leila stayed in formation, her finger on the trigger, ready to fire should a reason to do so present itself. The commander suggested they split into two groups and search upstairs and the ground floor. The building was not big and was clearly deserted, so they did as requested. Leila’s eyes flicked every direction, ensuring that there was nothing near her. On the first floor landing, she could find no sign of life in the house for a while, having helped clear the rooms, she let her arms relax and her gun lower. ‘Team Two, Clear?’ sounded on her earpiece, along with a confirmation. ‘We...AHHHH!’

Leila and her team winced at the sound of the scream in their ears as well as the real one which resounded through the house, gunfire started immediately after and then more screams. Whatever it was fast and apparently bulletproof. Her team descended the stairs, weapons raised only to see the bodies of their co-workers and blood. Leila was taking up the rear of the group and was still on the landing when something flew past her, as she turned to see what it was, she received a blow to the chest that winded her, such was its force and crashed her through the bannister and caused her to fall to the end of the stairs, landing painfully after the twelve foot drop. She groaned as she felt her body tell her that it was less than pleased with events, she knew she would ache after. But her superior strength and durability had its advantages. Where others would have broken limbs, she would only have bruises. She got to her feet and realised there were drag marks and blood on the floor, but no sign of her team. She grabbed her gun just as she felt someone catch hold of her. Using the years of combat training she had studied, as well the training Loki insisted on doing with her, she was able to fight back, giving better than she received, meaning she was the victor of not one, two but three assailants.

The fifth one attacked from behind as she was squaring up to the fourth. She had noticed their attire was not that of a soldier, meaning their ability to subdue her team meant they were not human, but to her advantage, she was hardly one herself, in the strictest meaning of the word. She felt the man bite hard into her shoulder, having been able to move him enough to stop him biting her neck before his teeth broke her skin, she hissed in pain as his teeth dug deep, deeper than she thought human teeth could go. He chuckled as he let go of her and she fell to the ground in pain. ‘I want this one.’ He declared. ‘She has a tenacity.’

Even with the agony in her shoulder, Leila was thinking of what to do next, she noticed a shard of the bannister was piercing into her side, she had not realised it had slipped in under her body armour, bracing herself for the pain, she pulled it out before jumping to her feet and thrusting it into the man’s chest. ‘If you want to get all Buffy with me, I’ll go Buffy with you, batboy.’ She hissed as she stood shakily. The man thrashed for a moment before he gasped for breath, blood seeping from his mouth. The fourth man that she had been readying to fight left out a shrill cry that caused her ears to ache. Leila knew from the pitch of it alone, it was not a mortal sound. Soon, three more, two females and a male surrounded her also. Even with the blood loss and her injuries from her fall, she stood, ready to fight.

‘She should be down.’ One hissed. ‘I knocked her off the stairs.’

‘Well she’s not, is she?’ The fourth one snapped. ‘Lux.’

The male behind her, a large muscular man stepped forward. As Leila went to ready herself for an attack, the ones to her sides moved forward also. ‘Just give up, it’s easier.’ The red-headed female shrieked.

‘Bite me.’ Leila growled, noting the stinging pain in her neck getting worse.

The four people around her chuckled, ‘With pleasure.’ The tall blonde woman sneered, but before she could lunge forward, Leila predicted her actions and did the same herself, tackling the other woman to the ground before using her strength to bang the woman’s head as hard as she could off it. She realised it did render her unconscious, which took another blow, the third was what was required to finish her, but by the time she had done that, the large built man had gotten hold of her and she was too tightly held to do anymore.

The fourth man she had readied to fight looking at the now dead female before looking at Leila, who looked him hatefully. ‘She is not a normal one. The toxins have not killed her yet and she is stronger than them.’

‘What will we do with her?’ The red-headed female asked.

‘Exactly what she said to do, bite her. Lux.’ The man holding her immediately sank his teeth into her neck as she trashed. Blood began to ooze down her throat as she realised that there was too much blood, her carotid was more than likely punctured. Scared and angry, she fought back once more, getting her arms free before gripping the man she knew to be Lux around the sides of the head and tugging fast, snapping his neck and pulling so his head came off. With a screech, she landed and stumbled, her vision blurred, the man and the red-haired woman looking at her as she fell unconscious, her last thought were of Loki’s words of warning, and how she wished she had listened to him.

Leila never thought she would wake from her apparent end, but she did. Only to feel as though she had run over by a steamroller and with her head and throat in agony. Slowly, her hand made it’s way to her throat, to where she knew she had been bitten only to feel dried blood there, no wound and a heavy metal contraption around it. Opening her eyes, she squinted for a moment at the intense brightness of the room.

‘She’s awake.’ Leila looked around, her gaze coming to the red-headed woman from the house, the bars between her and the woman telling her she was in some form of cage. ‘How is she alive?’

‘She isn’t, per se.’ The man grinned looking at her. ‘Look at her.’ he chuckled.

The woman looked at her only to sneer. ‘What’ll we do with her?’

‘She killed some of the coven, so she’ll die for that.’

‘How?’

‘We starve her. Let’s see how long a newly turned lasts without a feed. I would like to consider it a little experiment as well as her punishment.’ He sat on a chair and took out a pen and some paper, looking at her from time to time as he wrote. ‘Now then, Leila, let’s see how this goes.’ He grinned, holding up her credentials.

‘Bite me.’ She gasped.

‘It does not have the desired effect it would appear.’

‘What…?’

The man rose to his feet again and came closer the cage. ‘But you guessed correctly already,’ he grinned, squatting down and opening his mouth, revealing a set of elongated and sharp canines. ‘You were bitten, the venom did not kill you, it changed you. You’re one of us now.’ He rose to full height. ‘Well, you are technically, but killing your sires, that will mean you are never going to be one of us, you’ll suffer for what you did. I hear it is a painful death, be a dear and answer that for us. ‘

Loki stormed through the building, not caring who he passed, he merely checked to see who they were, when they were not who he was looking for, then he paid them no further heed. Finally, he came to the lounge area for the Avengers, and to where the person he was looking for was situated.

Not caring as to the consequences, he grabbed Nick Fury by the throat and pushed him into the nearest wall. ‘WHERE IS SHE!?’

‘We don’t know.’

‘LIAR!’

‘We don’t, we can’t tell where any of them are.’ Fury coughed as Loki’s grip tightened around his throat.

‘Loki, what is going on?’ Thor asked as Stark’s armour, Rogers and Barnes all tried to pull the God off the director.

‘Leila is missing, two weeks and nothing.’ He snarled.

‘Wait, what?’ Stark half demanded, having had a soft spot for the sarcastic woman, even though she had threatened him on more than one occasion with a ballistic castration. ‘Friday, scan S.H.I.E.L.D. files.’

A moment later the machine responded. ‘Unknown, Sir.’

‘What exactly is unknown?’ Stark asked for clarification.

‘Location and current status, Sir.’

‘Is there anything that is known?’

‘Of the eighteen S.H.I.E.L.D. agents missing, only three are registered as still emitting heat signatures, none of which are Leila Michaels.’

The Avengers looked to Loki, who after a moment to process what was being said, turned to Fury, his face contorted in anger to the point it was almost ugly, and pressed his hand tighter around his neck. ‘Fifteen, dead.’

‘We do not know that Loki.’ Thor tried to placate him.

‘Do not be a fool, Thor, humans emit heat to survive, ergo no heat signature, no life. Leila is dead.’ Loki’s voice was pained at the admission.

‘What is their last known location?’ Thor demanded from Fury.

‘A house, on the outskirts of DC. We had it surrounded, when there was no response, we sent more in. Nothing was there.’ Fury gasped.

‘Give us the coordinates.’ Rogers demanded.

* Loki looked around the house, his eyes not needing to adapt to the dark as the other required.

‘What’s the stench?’ Barton scrunched his nose.

‘A chemical, to cover a smell.’ Thor grimaced.

‘It is to cover the blood.’

‘Loki, you cannot be sure.’ Thor dismissed. Loki kicked over a box covering a grate, there were specks of dark brown dots on it, as well as shards of wood. Something shimmered as Romanov’s flashlight went over it. Thor bent down and pulled it out, sighing because he knew what was coming. Sure enough, there on it, was a locket, one he knew to see around the neck of the woman his brother loved, it was broken, snapped, but there were dark stains on it that could only be blood. Looking at Loki, he simply held his hand out with it in it and gave it to him. Loki swallowed as he looked at it, the inscription in her own native language. ‘I am sorry.’ Loki stormed away from the others only to pause as he readied to go out the front door and looked at the wooden wall to the side. He inhaled and look around again. ‘Loki?’

‘There’s a draught coming through here, and the air is warm.’

Thor came over and checked, sure enough, Loki’s words were true. ‘What is it?’ Loki and Thor looked at one another for a moment before they both took hold of the wall and broke it down, looking down, both noticed a passageway under the house.

‘That is how they got out unnoticed.’ Stark stated the obvious. ‘We’re going down right?’

‘We are, you stay here.’ Thor ordered.

‘Like hell, you have no idea what you are going up against.’

‘Neither do you.’ Thor retorted.

‘We are a team, we go together.’ Rogers stated.

Loki did not even wait to see what they were doing, he jumped down into the tunnel.

* Leila silently pleaded for death, it would be kinder than what was occurring to her. She had gotten to four days before the man, she now knew to be called Luther, began to taunt her. First, he brought normal food, which she cautiously tried to eat, but it made her violently ill. Then he brought one of the agents that they had killed in the sweep, his smell was nauseating. They left him in the cage with her for a night, leading to her retching for much of it. Then they brought in one that was bruised but generally unscathed, she knew him to be called Matthews, a racist prick she had little time for. As his heart raced, she noticed she could hear it, then she honed in on the sound of the blood being pushed through his body, she could hear every bit of it, it made her hunger come to the fore, she wanted so desperately to eat. He was tied at the other side of the cage, only a foot from her reach were she to pull on her chain. After another three days, she became weaker, her strength failing, before Luther and Maggie, the red-haired woman, came in and cut Matthews check, a long cut from the corner of his eye to his mouth. Luther watched as Leila’s nostrils filled with the smell of the blood trickling down his face before her eyes went wide and she turned to look at the man, she lunged with all her depleted strength towards the other agent, who screamed in terror as she acted like a crazed animal, the once brown of her eyes black and her features feral as she attempted to get to him, her fangs showing, but the chain held fast, and he forever remained just out of reach, her screams of frustration matching his of terror. Every time one cut healed enough to stop bleeding, Luther caused another, and the frenzy continued, not helped by Matthews increased heart rate telling of the blood pushing around under his skin.

Matthews suffered a heart attack shortly after that, his body unable to keep up with the constant stress those holding him captive were putting him under, they did not give him chance to die of lack of care, however, they pulled him out of the cage and tore open an artery to feed, some of which splattered onto the cage, again out of Leila’s reach, adding to her torment.

She lost count of the days as she weakened more and more. Leila tried to hold on to thoughts that mattered as she felt reality slipping from her, but after two weeks, nothing of her thoughts survived, all she cared about was blood, and how to try and get it. She had turned so crazed, even Luther and Maggie received frenzied screeches and reactions on entering the room, such was her desperation for food, even their grotesque smelling blood seemed appealing. Others entered from time to time, looking at her and laughing at her plight, spitting at her, spilling blood on the ground in front of her as she attempted to get at it, not once allowing her feed. On one occasion, one flicked some blood onto her hand, she immediately licked at it before her hungry turned to bloodlust and her fangs sank into her own skin, breaking it and forcing her to taste her own blood, which tasted putrid. But without thinking, she had bitten herself when she was on the verge of passing out. By the end of the second week, she could not even rise to her feet anymore when blood was near her, such was her weakness.

When she heard loud bangs and shouts, she did nothing regarding it, but then her ears heard the sound of heartbeats and she looked around from her foetal position in search of it. There, outside her cage, were humans, their hearts beating in their chests, they spoke again and again, but all she could hear was the gushing of blood in their veins, pumping through their bodies, so close. She watched weakly as one entered the cage. As soon as it came closer to her, she used all of the energy she still had to lunge forward, and snapping shrieking like an animal as she bit but was met with metal armour.

‘Shit.’ Stark watched from outside the cage as Thor withdrew. He watched as her eyes, wild and inhuman remained wide and her long fangs showed as she cried out trying to get at Thor again. ‘They turned her into one.’

‘Is she lost?’ Thor asked as he looked sadly at her. ‘The rest seem to be cognitive, but Leila…’ Loki entered the room, first looking at Thor and Stark, then turning and staring at Leila. ‘Loki, do not enter.’

‘She is alive.’ He commented before watching her actions. ‘What have they done to her?’ He snarled. Loki left the room, returning a moment later with a very battered Luther. ‘What have you done?’

‘She was supposed to die, she had her neck torn, but she lived and changed.’ He stated with a broken jaw.

‘Why is she like that?’ The man chuckled but said nothing. So Loki looked over to Thor, ‘Get the girl.’

Thor walked out, coming back a moment later, Wanda Maximoff with him. One look at Leila and she turned to Loki. ‘They starved her, she has not fed in the two weeks since they made her like that, she is near death.’ She stated.

‘If she feeds, she lives?’

‘Yes.’ Wanda replied, reading the male’s thoughts as he silently revealed the answer to Loki’s question.

‘Does she regain cognitive thought?’

‘Yes.’

Loki threw the man to Thor. ‘Wait, what are you doing?’ Stark asked as Loki walked towards the cage, where Loki was entering.

‘She needs to feed.’

‘Wait, are you serious, she is a vampire now.’

‘She will not survive long enough to get her blood any other way.’ Wanda stated. Stark stared at her in disbelief.

Loki looked at Leila, her eyes inhuman as she tried to lunge for him, but she was too weak. ‘It’s okay.’ He stated calmly as he sat close to her. ‘Leila?’ She gave a small hiss. ‘You don’t recognise me, do you?’ There was no sadness in his voice, merely acceptance. ‘I really wish I could say I told you so.’ He sighed. He scooted closer to her, causing her to try and rise. ‘How many times have you told me to “bite you”, well now, you have to bite me.’ He undid the armour at his wrist and rolled up his sleeve, showing her the bare skin. ‘Here you go,’ he moved close enough to her for her to reach his arm.

‘Wait, will he turn into one?’ Stark asked Thor.

‘No, the bite of a Nosferatu Vampiris is non-toxic to him, his blood is too cold, and it replenishes quickly. He is the perfect candidate if there is such a thing.’

‘What is a Nos…’ Barton asked.

‘Nosferatu Vampiris, you call them a vampire. There are actually not of this realm, but another, one you do not know much of, Alfheim. Or the original ones were, they do not procreate well, they can, but it is not often successful, but their venom tends to alter humans to a degree like children to them.’ Thor looked to Luther, ‘Where is her Sire or Dam?’ He said nothing.

‘Dead, she was bitten by two, she killed both.’ Wanda stated seeing their deaths in Luther’s mind. ‘It took several of them to take her down.’

‘Of course, it did.’ Loki smiled proudly as he pulled Leila to him, given her his wrist. In her attempts to get to food, she had never been successful and as such, and did not know what exactly to do, but her fangs quickly bit in and as soon as they pulled out, crimson fluid entered her mouth and she began to drink. Loki said nothing as she did so, watching as she went from feral to calm. He pulled her against him, her complying completely and putting his hand on her forehead as he kissed her temple, grateful that she was not taken from him. ‘There you go.’ He stated in a soothing tone, ‘take what you need.’ Leila’s sucks became less frantic before she finally let go of his hand, some blood on the side of her mouth. ‘There.’ Her eyes showing her frenzy was over.

‘Loki?’

‘You remember me.’ He smiled.

‘I…’ She looked at the wound on his arm. ‘Oh…’

‘I gave it willingly, do not fret.’ He smiled happily, seeing that, though the brown he had loved so much was deepened by the adding of red to her irises, she was returning to herself again.

‘I should have listened.’

‘Thor or I should have been informed. We have dealt with these creatures before.’

‘What happens me now? I am a monster.’

‘No, you are not a monster, you are just different now. You can choose to be one if you want or you can choose to remain as you are, though you will not do well in the light.’

‘Wait, do I burn?’

‘Not as your movies have you think, but it is not pleasant for you.’

‘But S.H.I.E.L.D….’

‘I will level it before I let them near you.’

‘But how will I…’

‘I will procure you what you require.’ Loki promised, kissing the side of her head. ‘No harm to others required, and if worst comes to worst, you can feed from me. I am sure I taste only divine.’

‘Bite me.’

‘It appears that is my line now.’

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