Townie Makeover WIP: Mystery Adami

Actually, I was playing with another Sim, Drago. Who met a young woman at the Gnome's Arms. They chatted for a bit. Unfortunately, Mystery's Simlish isn't the best yet, so there were a lot of misunderstandings. Ultimately, Drago finds out Mystery is an Alien. And, erm, yeah… I looked her up on the household screen, went to CAS, and got distracted.

In CAS, I ran into a new problem. I can't change Mystery's eye color or skin color. Not a single swatch is showing up in her Alien form. Her human disguise has access to everything. Currently, I'm 50/50ing anyway since one of the mods I use wrecks the UI. If anyone has an idea what to look for in case of the missing eye color and skin color swatches, let me know, please.

City of Bearers and Beasts | WIP INTRO

CITY OF BEARERS AND BEASTS

Black Panther x Arcane

CW: Sickness, murder, and violence.

STATUS: Drafting

PLAYLIST || PINTEREST

GENRE: Science-Fantasy/Steampunk

AUDIENCE: Mature Young Adult/New Adult

TROPES AND THEMES

Futuristic steampunk, based on Nigeria, everyone is a bit morally gray, everyone is also a bit of a criminal, found family after everyone stops trying to kill each other, magic is illegal, a quest to a lost city, corrupt government, love triangle, slow burn, monsters roam the lands, reluctant heroes, the intersection of capitalism and magic, false antagonists, airships and clockwork towers, POC rep, LGBTQ rep, and disabled rep.

PREMISE

In the enigmatic city of Ojuwele, ruled by seven governors of the Convocation, the capital jewel Miamene and its sinister twin city Glaro, stand as the contrasting pillars where power, corruption, and technology converge in shadowy abundance. Daran Adami, a young high-ranking officer with a powerful lineage as the son of a Governor, secretly works as a member of Miamene's most shadowy and notorious gang, the Black Sun who bring justice to Ojuwele. But when a mission goes awry, Daran faces the choice to protect himself or loyalty to the gang headed by the girl he loves. But his fate takes a cruel twist when his capture leads to exile in the dreaded Outerlands, a desolate wasteland once home to an ancient tribe, now overrun by ruthless monsters. But in a desperate struggle for survival, dormant powers suddenly awake in Daran, which could hold the key to concealed truths and even his own past. In a narrow escape, Daran finds a young woman with a mysterious past and a charismatic religious leader he finds himself unexpectedly drawn to. With nothing to lose and a united purpose, they venture out into the ruins of a lost city which could hold the key to disurpting to social order of Ojuwele for good. But lurking in the shadows is an ancient evil that closes its grip on Daran's newfound power. In a race against time, Daran and his new allies must learn to protect their people, even in a country that has long forgotten them.

CHARACTERS (intros coming soon)

Daran Adami: 17. He/Him. Officer.

Illeara Umad: 20. She/Her. Circus performer and reel.

Siha Umad: 21. They/Them. Hacker and rebel.

Naade Oka: 18. He/Him. Religious scholar.

Abeti Musi: 19. She/Her. Magic weaver.

Taglist (if you interact positively with this post you get added to the taglist) (ask to be +/-)

@cryptid-s-wips @stardustspiral @chayscribbles @leadhelmetcosmonaut @apocalypsewriterss @stormharbors @littleredhatwriting @the-orangeauthor @emelkae @ashen-crestt @alvfr @drbibliophile @lunarmoment @raevenlywrites @thatprolificauthor @muddshadow @violetliddell @shiloh-is-typing and everyone else who wants to join!

Taken directly from my Mystery Dungeon DnD campaign.

I considered making little comics of the highlights of that campaign, mostly because the narrative gets so asinine when improv and RNG take the wheel. There’s like, dozens of these moments and I want to draw them all.

Tales from the Holodeck: DS9 Fanfic: Caitlin’s Story

Not only has A Star to Steer Her By wrapped all of Deep Space Nine, but your podcast hosts are also celebrating our fifth anniversary of bringing you through all of Star Trek! As a treat, we’ve concocted DS9-themed fanfic stories and teleplays in our much-celebrated “Tales from the Holodeck” series that you can listen to us cold read here (this one starts at 2:53). Read on for the transcript of Caitlin’s Opaka-Damar story below, featuring a whole new take on the series finale!

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Caitlin’s Untitled Story!

By Caitlin

Random picks: Kai Opaka, Damar

The bipedal humanoid grunted with displeasure as his shovel hit something hard. “Damned lava rock!” he cursed, pulling a pick from where it swung at his belt and kneeling. “Every damn time I think I’ve made progress…” He braced himself and took a firm swing at the as yet unseen rock, using all of his strength - 

- and the pick shattered, a bright light emitting from below.

“What the devil - “ He shrank back, falling onto his buttocks and looking on in terror. “What witchcraft is this?!” He looked around for his companions, yelling, “Darv! Grekon!”

The two other men approached, shovels resting on their shoulders as they approached. “Triev! What the hell is that?” asked one, Darv, as he jogged up.

“Don’t get any closer!” said the one called Grekon. “The Kai should see this.”

* * * *

“I don’t blame you for being scared, my friends,” said Kai Opaka warmly, a warm smile crossing her broad face. “Such a thing has almost certainly never been seen Ennis or Sol-Ennis before - truth be told, I’m not sure how it came to be here.”

“But, what is it, your Eminence?” asked Triev, fear assuaged but replaced with distrust.

“This is what the Klingons would call a time crystal,” said the Kai, reaching out with a shawl-covered hand to lift it from the ground. “It is very special, very powerful, and must be put away where it can do no harm. I will store it in my quarters under lock and key. And who knows. One day, the prophets may reveal their purpose in sending it here to me.”

* * * *

Opaka woke from her dream with a start, and sat bolt upright in her simple cot. 

“My lady, what is it?” came the gentle voice of the former Kai’s trusted servant, Saline.

“I’ve had a vision! For the first time since I arrived here, the Prophets have reached me! And they have shown me what I must do,” said the Kai, rising from her bed and moving to her modest dresser. “Come, girl, help me put a few things together - the fate of my entire home quadrant could rely on my actions of the next few days!”

The confused girl rushed to do as bidden, with a murmured, “yes, m’lady,” and helped the Kai gather her few traveling necessities into a bundle. As she did so, Opaka crossed the room to the one lavish item in her home - a small, elaborately decorated box, tightly locked, its contents hidden from view. She drew a leather cord from under her robes, revealing a series of small keys. 

“I must ask for your complete silence, child,” the Kai whispered. “The mechanism in this box needs concentration and precision - an incorrect step in the unbinding process could cause the entire place to go up in an explosion you cannot imagine.”

The girl’s face paled as she watched the Kai, gently inserting key after key, twisting them each to measured intervals, her hands quick and meticulous.

As the lock sighed and released, the Kai kissed the keys and whispered, “thanks be to the Prophets for their guidance!” Before removing the box’s contents - the time crystal.

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“But you eminence!” protested Triev. “How will you get there? And how will you return? And how will you keep us from all dy-”

“The Prophets work in mysterious ways!” the Kai said hurriedly. “Besides, with the aid of a Time Crystal, surely all will be well. Now never fear - since I’ll be using the crystal to stop the flow of time on this planet, I’ll literally be back before you even realize I’ve gone!”

* * *

She watched from the shadows as it all played out, saying a silent prayer to the Prophets for their guidance. 

WINN: Dorra tolka bre tri pah wran. Kosst Amojan, come to me! I await you.

But the wraith did not want Winn, and threw her against the rocks. Passing her by just as the Prophets have, thought Opaka.

The wraith went straight for the prostrate corpse that was once Gul Dukat, and entered him. An instant later, Dukat’s eyes opened, blood red, as he returned to his Carassian appearance.  

“No!” cried Winn, her hopes of being the chosen of the pah wraiths dashed, truly a woman with nothing left.

DUKAT: Did you really think the Pah wraiths would choose you to be their Emissary? Soon the Pah wraiths will burn across Bajor, the Celestial Temple, the Alpha Quadrant. Can you picture it? A entire universe set in flames, to burn for all eternity. The Prophets have sent me a gift. Their beloved Emissary, sent forth like an avenging angel to slay the demon.

SISKO: I should have known the demon would be you.

DUKAT: Go on. Kill me if you can.

(Sisko's rifle is thrown out of his hands.)

DUKAT: You'll have to do better than that, Captain.

(Dukat zaps Sisko with an energy bolt.)

DUKAT: This is too easy. That's it. Come closer. That's it.

(Sisko punches Dukat. And again. No effect.)

DUKAT: Now bow to me. I said bow.

(Sisko is pushed to his knees.)

SISKO: You are pathetic.

DUKAT: Then why are you the one on your knees?

SISKO: First the Dominion, now the Pah wraith. You have a talent for picking the losing side.

DUKAT: Benjamin, please. We've known each other too long. And since this is the last time we will ever be together, let's try to speak honestly. We've both had victories and our defeats. Now it's time to resolve our differences and face the ultimate truth. I've won, Benjamin. You've lost.

SISKO: The Pah wraith will never conquer anything. Not Bajor. Not the Celestial Temple. And certainly not the Alpha Quadrant.

DUKAT: And who's going to stop us?

SISKO: I am.

DUKAT: You can't even stand up.

WINN: Then I'll stop you.

(Winn raises the Kosst Amojan above her head, and it vanishes to reappear in Dukat's grasp.)

DUKAT: Are you still here?

WINN: Emissary, the book!

(Wraiths surround Winn and she bursts into flames.)

DUKAT: Farewell, Adami.

It is now or never, thought Opaka, it is time to save the Emissary, and the Alpha quadrant!

“That will prove to be your final error in judgment, Dukat.”

The Cardassian whirled around, his red eyes blazing, and a look of shock overtook his usually confident features. “Kai… Opaka? No, this can’t be, you’re dead -”

“I’m afraid reports of my death are greatly exaggerated,” smiled Opaka. “A sentiment you won’t be able to share for much longer.”

Dukat threw back his head and laughed, though the fear still shone in his eyes. “Such arrogance, to think you stand a chance against me. Do you still foolishly cling to your precious prophets? Your Emissary is on his knees, trembling, before me, and I have made easy work of your hypocrite of a Kai - what do you intend to do?”

“It isn’t the Kai you should be concerned with, Dukat,” said a familiar voice.

It couldn’t be - that pathetic little worm would never dare speak to me like this...Dukat thought, mind racing wildly. He turned, shock clearly written across his reptilian face, and saw -

“Damar! How?! You… you died!” gasped Sisko, his mouth agape.

“The Prophets have seen fit to give me a gift - a new life, to give in service to Cardassia…. And to Bajor,” said Damar. It was then that Dukat noticed the bright blueness of his eyes, the energy radiating off of him. 

“DAMAR!” he cried, as the other man -  once his second in command, his right hand man, a mentee and comrade in the fight for Cardassian supremacy - stood before him, hands outstretched, power gathering at his fingertips. “You fool - you think you can defeat me?”

“What began on Deep Space Nine will be finished now,” said Damar. “And this time, Winn won’t be here to stop you.”

The Kosst Imogen threw back Dukat’s head and laughed gutturally. “We shall see who will be stopping whom!”

 The two squared off, beams of energy shooting from their hands - Dukat’s was a sickly blood red, and Damar’s a pure blue beam. The sacrifices that had been made for the Kosst Imogen had made them strong - too strong, perhaps, to be beaten by the Prophet inside of Damar. 

Kai Opaka prayed then her most earnest prayer - for a Prophet to take her and allow her to assist Damar in the fight. A flash of light, and she was face to face with Sara; she did not know that this was Sisko’s mother, but she knew she was face to face with a powerful force. 

“Sulan,” she said. “I will help you to provide aid during this fight. We had not foreseen this, but perhaps this is the best way.”

Opaka felt power unlike anything she had ever known filling her body, and she found herself next to Damar, not sure of how she had arrived there, but with her body moving seemingly of its own accord - of the accord of hte Prophet! - to join in the fight. 

Blue energy flew from her hands to join Damar’s, and the two of them pushed against the Pah Wraith, feeling him start to slide back.

“NO!” cried Dukat. “No, this cannot be! This cannot be - ahhhhhhhhhhh!” Even the Kosst imogen was no match for the power of two Prophets. The once-Cardassian plummeted over the side of the cliff, disappearing into the flames below.

As quickly as they had entered, the Prophets left Opaka and Damar, and the two collapsed - one back to the peace of death, the other into the oblivion of sleep.

* * *

Opaka awoke in the familiar setting of her home, Saline standing over her. “My lady, you’ve returned to us!”

“Wha - How did I get here? How long have I - “ Opaka halted mid sentence, as she was taken by another vision.

“You have done well, Sulan,” Sara, again, stood before Opaka. “We wish to reward you… what can we give you that would make you happy?”

“To serve the Prophets is all the reward I need,” said Opaka. “But… it would mean the world to me, to save the inhabitants of this planet, and return to my home - return to Bajor.”

“As you wish,” said Sara. “So it shall be. Return to Bajor, and serve once again as our Kai. Help to guide the Sisko and prepare him for what the future holds.”

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For more DS9 fanfic, check out Jake, Chris, and Ames’s stories from this round of Tales from the Holodeck! And be sure to keep listening to new episodes every Thursday on SoundCloud, follow us on Facebook and Twitter, and praise the prophets, my child! They work in mysterious ways.

shadamy but somehow they turn into real hedgehogs and have to find a way to turn back to normal

Unexpectedly Good ShadAmy 3K

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  It was one of the few times Silver got to visit Amy's cafe. He had been out of town for a couple of weeks and as his pink friend suggested, they were going to meet today.

  Momo cafe had a calming atmosphere. A soft green decorated the walls as flowers and plats were placed next to the crystal clear window. The tables and chairs were made out of wood, which was accentuated perfectly the cozy atmosphere of the place. Fairy lights hang from the ceiling and Silver wonder that it must be a beautiful thing to witness at night.

It was late afternoon and the and sun was starting to set, as he entered the cafe he noticed Amy over the cash register and immediately waved side as they noticed each other's presence.

"Well, you are early I am about to close," Amy said as she watched Silver jump over the counter, joining her side.

"Of course, I won't miss tonight-" Something caught the white hedgehog's attention. As he looked over the cafe, he noticed that on a faraway table a black hedgehog quietly looked over them.

He perfectly knew who this hedgehog was and although he didn't want to interrupt his calm moment, Silver was just too excited to see him.

"Hey, Shadow!" Silver screamed across the cafe and Amy was glad that there were only a few costumers left at the cafe. "Come over with us!"

Shadow pretended not to hear him as he hides his face with his hand and Silver was still clueless as ever. "Hey, Shadow!!!"

"Silver, you are embarrassing him." Amy faced her white friend and with the softest look she could give him, she placed a hand on his shoulder. "Shadow is my top client, he comes here at the same time every day and orders a black cup of coffee... Don't scare him away."

Silver gave the pink one an intrigued look. A part of him didn't believe her. The white hedgehog placed his back on the counter's edge. No longer facing the cafe but the kitchen of it. "What are you talking about? Shadow hates coffee."

"What? No, he doesn't!" Amy said as she took off her pink apron and placed it on top of the counter. "If he didn't, he wouldn't come here."

"He can't even stand the smell! I remember the other day he-"

"Hello,"

The pink and white hedgehog froze as they heard a deep voice behind him. They slowly turned around and they noticed the black hedgehog had placed a white cup on the counter, signifying that he had finished the coffee.

"Hey, Shadow," Amy said as she waved at him, a bit embarrassed at the possibility that Shadow might have heard their previous conversation. "Did you enjoy the peach coffee?"

"Indeed,"

The white hedgehog was intrigued by the black one. Shadow always had that firm stance, as if he was ready to attack at any time. However, today he looked very ... soft. He looked a bit timid even.

"Since when do you like coffee?" Silver asked. "I gave you a coffee scented candle for your birthday and you almost threw me out of your apartment."

"You gave him a scented candle for his birthday?" Amy asked.

"Don't people on your time usually do that?"

Amy was thinking about giving him a remark but now that she thinks about it, he wasn't wrong. Both hedgehogs looked over to Shadow and they were waiting for an answer.

"Actually, I am only capable of enjoying Amy's coffee," Shadow replied, he looked over the room nervously. Alright, Silver was detecting something about his red striped friend. It was s strange sight and one that Silver had never seen before.

A few seconds passed where none of them spoke. Amy and Silver waited for Shadow to continue as it seemed like the black hedgehog had more to say.

However, he actually walked away. The pink and white hedgehog looked at each other in surprise, they knew that Shadow was a mysterious hedgehog but this was different.

"Actually, Amy ..."

All of a sudden, Shadow was there again looking more nervous than ever. He scratched the back of his head as he looked to the other side, not making eye contact with the pink one. Silver examined the black hedgehog a crazy thought came to his mind. No ... it couldn't be ...

Shadow let out a sigh as he mustered all the courage he had inside and said, "Are you free tonight?"

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"I can't believe you are making me go on a date with Shadow tonight!" Amy complained as she stood in front of her futurist friend. The sun was completely down already even though it was only 7 p.m. The two friends were walking down the street as they headed towards Amy's house. "Besides, we had plans"

"Amy, Shadow doesn't just go out for fun," Silver said as he walked next to the pink one. "He must really like you ... besides, I'll be staying over your house. We can do a sleepover after your date today."

"I still can't believe it," Amy sighed in defeat. It wasn't that she didn't like Shadow, it was that she had never seen Shadow in a romantic light before. Probably, it was because he was her number one customer and never really interacted only when it came down to take his order. "Well, at least I know he is going to bring with him the magic book I lent Rouge."

Silver and Amy could see a pink house from afar, it has been a while since he had visited her home. If he was completely honest, a nostalgic sentiment overtook him. It had only been a few weeks .. maybe he was just sentimental.

"Magic book?" Silver asked as Amy opened up the door for him. He stepped in and immediately turned on the lights. The one thing that he enjoyed the most about his friend's house was the smell. It smelled like vanilla, and cinnamon very home-like.

"Yes, I lent her a magic book I got from when we went to visit Blaze ... remember?"

The name of the purple cat made a small electric shock run down Silver's spine. The pink hedgehog noticed this and walked towards her black sofa, inviting Silver to sit down next to her. An evident blush tinted the white hedgehogs' cheeks.

"Shadow won't pick me up until 9 ... So, we got time to talk about you."

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"I am done with part of the deal, now give me the keys to my motorcycle."

Pointing at the beautiful bat, Shadow wasn't having the greatest time. He was beyond annoyed at the moment and it seemed that the bat only took more pleasure at seeing him in such state.

"Not until you take Amy out, then I'll give you the keys." Rouge was peacefully watching a movie in the living room of the apartment of the famous Team Dark. She was having a good time until her black friend appeared to annoy her, or better say tell the news. "You should be grateful, I doing you a favor."

"How is forcing me on a date a favor?"

Shadow was standing between Rouge and the TV, impeding her from enjoying her telenovela. Not like Rouge minded too much because at the moment there were only commercials. She muted the TV to give Shadow her full attention, hoping that something that she says will go through his thick skull.

"Because of me, you are going on a date with the girl you like, how is that not a favor?" Rouge finally made eye contact with Shadow.

"I don't like her."

"You go to her cafe everyday although you hate coffee," Rouge replied.

"I like coffee now, that doesn't-"

"You put a sticker of a rose in your motorcycle because that reminds you of her."

"No, I actually-" Shadow tried to interrupt her but Rouge had the upper hand.

"She came to G.U.N. once," Rouge stopped him midway, again. "You sneezed, she said blessed you and you had the biggest smile on your face for the whole week."

A few moments passed where Shadow and Rouge were battling to see who would win. The black hedgehog was throwing mental daggers at her but it seemed like Rouge was immune to his attacks. Finally, Shadow sighed in defeat. He placed a hand to his forehead as he felt that it started to hurt.

"It's ok handsome," Rouge said, finally giving him a reassuring simile. "You will get her, just open up a little more and-"

"It pains me," Shadow said and this time, he placed his right hand on his stomach.

"Love hurts sometimes-"

"Not like that!"

All of a sudden Shadow ran across the living room into the closest restroom. He kicked it open as he felt that the liquid forming in his stomach could spill out at any moment. He heard steps follow close up behind him but he didn't care, he went straight to the toilet, open up the lid and started to throw up.

He didn't know what it was ... if it was the coffee that he drank earlier or just the thought that he was on a date with his love interest that made him sick to the stomach.

Rouge stood behind him. She bent down next to him and for a few seconds, Shadow looks at her ... Wow, he did look sick.

A few more minutes passed in which Shadow kept vomiting with a few minutes of interval. Rouge and Shadow had come up with the same conclusion, Shadow the Hedgehog was sick. It didn't matter if it was because he was nervous or because of the coffee he drank earlier, they needed to do something about it.

"What am I going to do?" Shadow said as he kept his face closer to the toilet. "She can't see me like this!"

"You could reschedule," Rouge said, "I think that's-"

"No, it has to be tonight,"

"Why?"

"Silver is with her."

Rouge inclined her head mostly at the fact that she had never seen Shadow in such a state. She couldn't tell exactly what was going on but she knew that she had to continue to dig dipper into the matter to find out. "And that matters because?"

"He is a good hedgehog ... unlike me." Shadow's voice trembles as he uses his arm to clean out his mouth. "What if something happens between them tonight? I need to go out with her ... tonight."

There was such a preoccupied look on Shadow's face that it took the white bat by surprise. Her heart throbbed the moment they looked at each other. She knew that Shadow liked Amy, but now she knew to what extent. Rouge just couldn't bear to see him like that, so lost ... Then, a thought crossed her mind. That magic book Amy lent her.

"I know what to do!" Rouge said excitedly, "You stay right here Shadow, you will go to that date I promise!"

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One moment ago, they were talking about his and Blaze's relationship and suddenly Amy turned into a hedgehog.

An actual hedgehog.

She was extremely tiny and had pink quills, she moved around as she followed her nose. Silver wouldn't believe it but because he saw Amy transforming there was no doubt. It happened so fast. With a poof sound and a bright light coming out of her body, she was now rolled into a ball.

There were Mobians and there were animals. Animals were the ancestors of Mobians and they were highly respected in the community.

Silver delicately grabbed the small pink hedgehog in his hands and as he did so, Amy popped out of the ball.

She was just ... so adorable.

"What if I keep her like this?"

The thought crossed his mind but Silver quickly shook his head as the thought went away. It didn't matter how cute the pink hedgehog was, he still preferred the talkative Amy the one who would listen to him.

Suddenly, a rush of panic began to overtake his body. This was such a drastic change, it happened out of nowhere and the white hedgehog didn't know the reason as to why she changed. What was he supposed to do in these circumstances?

As if Chaos heard his prayers, a strong knocking came from the door and Silver reluctantly stood up from the sofa with Amy still in his hands. He mentally prayed that whoever it was, it was his salvation.

He opened the door where a very unexpected person showed into the picture. She smiled awkwardly and waved from side to side. It didn't take long for the bat to notice the small pink hedgehog in Silver's hand. Just like Rouge, Silver noticed a small black and red hedgehog, softly being held in Rouge's right hand. A few seconds passed where the two Mobians were trying to understand what happened, Silver analyzed the black hedgehog and if he didn't know better he was sure that Shadow ... even like an animal hedgehog, he still hand that angry look on his face.

"Are you going to let me in handsome?" Rouge asked as it made Silver go back to reality. He nodded as he opened the door for her and the bat made her way inside. She looked around the house and she made a mental note to compliment Amy on her house decor.

But this wasn't the moment to think about that right now.

"I'll go straight to the point," Rouge said as she turned around to look at Silver who was closing the door behind him. "I gave Shadow a magic potion and I read the ingredients wrong and I accidentally turned him into a real hedgehog."

Silver came to an abrupt stop as he approached the bat. That was a lot of information to take in and he had a lot of questions.

"Alright first," Silver walked towards the dining table which was right next to the living room's sofa. He placed Amy there and kept a close eye on her. "Why did you give Shadow a magic potion and why does it affect Amy?"

Seeing how comfortable look at the dining table, Rouge placed her small black friend next to the pink hedgehog so she could focus on her next conversation with Silver.

"Shadow was nervous about the date tonight, he was throwing up and he was really determined to go to the date ..." Rouge said. "I couldn't stand him to see him like that and I remembered the magic book Amy lent him ... So, I gave him a confidence potion."

"Confidence Potion?"

"To give him the confidence to tell Amy about his feelings ... that's how she got affected too,"

Silver sighed and he placed a hand on his forehead, frustration evident on his face. "How do we get them back to normal?"

"Well, since this is a confidence potion, Shadow has to-"

The pink and black hedgehog only stared at each other, trying to understand each other's presence. They got closer as they took a good sniff of each other, trying to get familiar with the smell.

"You are like me!" Amy made small noises as she tried to interact with the black hedgehog in front of her. She couldn't understand the bigger white hedgehog that was taking care of her. Her small heart hopped that she could make a small connection with this one.

Shadow only got closer to her, trying to look at every inch of her small body. He did a few laps around her and noticed that she was worthy of his presence.

The black hedgehog faced her again, red eyes met green.

"I like you," Shadow said as small noises came out of little his mouth. "Do you want to be with me forever?"

"There's no way Shadow is ever going to confess to Amy, we need to think of another idea!" Silver said, a tint of desperation on his voice.

But as if Chaos wanted to contradict him, a bright light was coming from the dining table. The hedgehogs shone together and with a 'pop' sound, they were back to normal.

Amy and Shadow were sitting on top of the dining table. It took them a few seconds to realized what just had happened. Shadow was the one to react at almost immediately as he felt how his left hand was softly holding into Amy's right hand. A soft blush landed on cheeks and still, he didn't let go. Amy was still in trance but was soon taken back to reality as she felt Silver's arms around him.

"I was so worried that you were going to stay like a hedgehog forever!" Silver said, he felt relieved as he felt that Amy had returned his hug.

"Yeah, I am good-" Amy said and wanted to continue to comfort him but in an abrupt moment, she wasn't able to feel Silver in her embrace any longer.

"Hey, stay away from her!"

Shadow was fast to stand up from the dining table and pushed Silver away from the pink one. He stood up between them and it took him a few moments to realize what he had just done. Everyone had just stared at him in amusement and once again, the black hedgehog could feel his cheeks getting warmer by the second.

"I mean ... We just turned back, you could hurt her," Shadow said and quickly, added, "But it's not like I care ..."

"Come on Shady," Rouge walked towards her friend, prepared to tease the hell out of him. "You did confess to Amy already, didn't you?"

Once again, there was that blush on Shadow's face. He covered it with one of his hands. He mentally cursed Rouge and swore in the name of Chaos that he would have his revenge.

"You are not one to talk! Because of you, we were turned into animal hedgehogs!" Shadow said almost screaming.

"Yes, but I ended up confessing to your crush. So at the end of the day, I made you a favor!"

"Alright this is it, I am leaving!"

Shadow just couldn't take the teasing anymore. There was just so much he could take although he was used to Rouge's constant teasing, the thought of Amy seeing him as this concerned him the most. He must be looking so pathetic, now she is never going to look at him the way he wants her to. His only chance to go on a date with Amy had gone to the trash.

Shadow opened the door, ready to exit out and go somewhere he could freely feel ashamed of himself.

"Shadow, wait!"

Her voice felt like a sweet melody to him. His heart skipped a bit as soon as Shadow saw the pink one walk towards him. A soft smile landed on Amy's face and for a moment, Shadow forgot about his previous embarrassment.

Amy softly held Shadow's hand and at this moment he felt his heart could leave his body.

"Do you still want to go on a date tonight?"

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A/N: This was harder to write than I expected. I know that the scene where they turn into real hedgehogs is kinda short but that was the best thing I could come up with without making this request too long. I hope you liked tho, thank you for the request!

So after that tag game I wanted to talk about my oc more so here is my first three houses oc. I'm just gonna say some stuff about her as I'm still developing everything

Name: Ceres von Nestor

Date of birth: April 7th

Age: 16 pre time skip. time skip 21

Hight: 5'7 pre time skip 5'9 time skip

Sexuality: bi

House: golden deer

Class: dark flyer

Things shes good at: reason, faith and riding

Budden talent: flying

Crest: she has one but its unknown. Effect: often consvue the use of all magic and healing spells and after combat damage everyone (including unit)within 2 spaces by 25% of there hp

Were she lived before the adamy and what she did: were she came from originally is unknown but she lives in small village on the outskirts of the alliance. it has a large farm (think star dew valley, small town where everyone has there own thing with a massive farm that provides the food). before the attack her father made and fixed clothes and would trade with travelling merchants when they came so they lived a comfort quite life. After that attack which killed her father and burned her home she was adopted by the poeple who ran there farm were she learnt self defence magic and helped run the farm and when she got older she would sometimes ride out the merchants to sell the goods.

Things shes bad at: sword, archery and heavy armour

Supports: all the golden deer students, byleth, Petra, edelgard, ashe, hanneman and hapi

Supports that go to a: claude, Lorenz, Raphael, lysithea, Marianne, edelgard, ashe, hanneman, byleth

Supports that go to b: ignatz, hilda, Leonie, Petra, hapi

Romantic endings: claude, Raphael, Marianne, edelgard, ashe and byleth(male and female version)

Platonic endings: Lorenz and hanneman

And lysithea could be read as romantic or platonic.

Family:

Biological mother ~ ? ~ ? ~ ceres knows nothing about her not even if shes alive or not

Biological father ~ dead ~ commoner ~ killed when ceres was 8 during an attack on the village he blocked ceres from a sword attack which then hit him killing him instantly.

Mia Gloucester (adopted mother) ~ alive ~ commoner (former noble) ~ the younger sister to Lorenzs father she was born with no creast and didn't see a life of happiness if she stayed a noble so she faked her death when she was 20, telling nobody but her brother and her future wife what happend. because she had no creast and wasn't active in politics her house barley took notice. Thats when she and her wife moved to the Village and ran the farm. Later in years she took pity on the newly orphaned ceres and adopted her at first it was because she felt sorry for her and having an extra pair of hands around the farm was nice but she quickly came to love her as if she was her own child. She taught ceres both reson and faith magic for self defense but when they learnt about Ceres abnormal Crest she knew that they needed to find answers before she hurt herself or somone she loved. Using the money she had stolen before leaving her house and her brother she managed to get ceres into the offers academy warning her not to tell anyone that she is alive not even her cousin.*sorry I wrote so much about mia I got a bit carried away sorry*

April (adopted mother) ~ alive ~ commoner ~ a former knight in the Gloucester army she was injured in battle which left her hands to shakey to wield the bow like she use to and she became deaf because of this she was fired but before that she got close with mia and quickly fell in love she saw how unhappy she was as a noble so she helped fake her death and they escaped to the village on horse back and took over the farm that was left in her uncle's will. After Ceres was taken in she taught her horse back riding and tried to teach her the sword but because of Ceres trauma around swords she never pushed it.

Lorenz (cousin through adoption) ~alive ~ noble ~ you will have to wait and see what Lorenz and Ceres realship is like ;)

Likes: animals, clothes, flying

Dislikes: meat, swords, mysteries

Favourite tea: mint tea

What skills you need to recut her: res and horse back riding

Religious belief: follower of the church but has a complex relationship with it

Personilty: she is very out going and not afraid to speak up on her beliefs dispite that she holds many secrets and doesn't like people trying to get into her business. She quick to judge and to stubborn to change her mind but also trys to show kindness unless someone pisses her off. Hates violence to anyone but understands using it when needed but still would rather sort it out with words. Pre time skip she more extroverted but in the time skip she more introverted and doesn't let anyone in (meaning she cant start any more support chains and only grow existing ones). Incredibly curious about everything and will sometimes go over the limits to find out information.

What she looks like (made in picrew credit here )

On the left pre time skip on the right time skip

Also please imagine the clothes on the left is the offers academy uniform. In the time skip she wears a plad shirt and black trousers with brown boots and in battle she wears the typical dark flyer uniform over the top. That mark on her face was caused during the attacked when she was young as she was hit with lightning.

So Idk if this is any good if anyone has anything to say postive or negative please let me know this was really fun and if anyone has questions about her please let me know I'm hoping to develop her more lol. But yeah thanks for reading ^_^ and if anything doesn't make any sense please let me know sorry

So I gave “Suburra: Blood on Rome” a shot...

...after seeing it on the Netflix home screen several times. Initially I was just intrigued because pretty Italian boys were staring at me very intensely, and the blurb sounded somewhat Snatch-esque. And while the first few episodes are nowhere near the manic energy of a Ritchie gangster film, I've found the show to be strangely engaging.

As a disclaimer, I've only watched up through episode 5 (with a bit of a pause after episode 3 for crying). I have no idea if the show will take a turn or pull something crazy in the latter half, but I'm still engaged and I wanted to get my initial thoughts out up front to maybe spread some publicity because it's a fun show that more people should see.

First of all, this is definitely a show for a mature audience. There's swears, boobies, and people bashing other people's heads into the pavement until they stop moving. But unlike a lot of films or paid cable shows I could mention, these mature elements never feel excessive. They're always placed exactly where they're needed to create a sense of realism. You feel shocked or sickened or aroused, but nothing really sticks in the back of your throat. The plot's moving too quickly to linger on gore and sex. (Also, male nudity! Equal opportunity nudity!)

Despite the slower pacing, the plot does feel like a Ritchie film, mixed in with a bit of The Wire's sense of grey morality. The story mostly centers on three protagonists (who I will get into later) and their scheme to make a bunch of cash off of a blackmail opportunity that, quite literally, falls at their feet. These three and their intra- and interpersonal complexities are framed with a slew of supporting characters who are equally morally ambiguous. Everyone has an angle, no one is innocent. And lurking in the background of all of it, far above the heads of our “protagonists” is a land deal that has the attention of both Vatican City, the Mafia, and a mysterious but powerful Countess.

Yeah. The Italian Mafia. Like the one from Sicily.

But that really is only a background concern, the inevitable weight that's pushing everything and everyone forward. The engaging part is the little subplots tangling all up in the foreground. Our three main characters are really what hooked me in the beginning and kept me interested. Full disclosure, they're the only reason I kept watching past the pilot at all.

The first episode is clunky and a bit awkward and suffers from some truly horrible dialogue. As an English speaker, I'm a slave to the subtitles, so this may not be true for an Italian speaker. It's hard to blame this awkward start, though, as it would be difficult to introduce so many characters and plotlines right off the bat in a perfect manner. Unfortunately, set-up is boring and none of it really engaged me until the literal last five minutes of the pilot when our three main characters' individual plotlines finally converge and they're all standing in the same room together. Their chemistry in that one brief scene was enough for me to come back for the second episode. And then the one after that. Because besides the pilot every episode focuses heavily on these three and it's great.

There's Alberto “Spadino” Anacleti (Giacomo Ferrara), the unstable, angry, closeted son of a Romani ganglord. Facing an arranged marriage and a life of smothering who he is, he chooses to face it with a death grin, psychotic giggling, and the occasional dance number. Ferrara may just be the best actor of the trio, managing to bottle up ungodly amounts of desperation and pain into just his eyes. With all of that shining out of his gaze, it's truly unnerving when he smiles. You feel like he's going to snap at any moment. And when he does, in little fits and bursts of violence, it almost feels like a release of pressure. Until it all inevitably builds up again.

Perhaps the most innocent of the entire cast is Gabriele “Lele” Marchilli (Eduardo Valdarnini), a university student on track to become a cop like his father. He seems to be more interested in a career as a fixer, already setting up drug deals and organizing parties (hookers and coke included) for influential people. He is the least familiar with the criminal underworld and gang activity in particular, and expresses revulsion at the idea of killing a witness, but still is a-okay with blackmail and extortion. Unlike the other two in their little group who do this sort of thing in their careers, Lele needs the money to pay off a big bad mafioso he accidentally crossed.

And then probably my favorite character: Aureliano “Number 8” Adami (Alessandro Borghi), the stone-cold thug with a soft gooey center. He boxes, talks about how much he misses his mom, holds priests at gunpoint, and can't bring himself to shoot a hooker just for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Probably the perfect microcosm of his character is a scene in which he kills a man for disrespecting him, then adopts the dead man's dog rather than leave it whimpering in the street. (Fair warning: the dog plot is heartbreaking MULTIPLE TIMES). Aureliano suffers from a little of Spadino's crazy eyes, but Aureliano's are more likely to well up with tears than to snap into a psychotic rage. He encapsulates the same attitude though—a boy who grew up too fast and hasn't quite finished yet.

There are so many subplots and character motivations going on, not just from these three but from everyone around them. Just a highlight reel: the building gang war between Spadino's and Aureliano's families a la the Montagues and Capulets, the slow corruption of an honest politician, a shrewd Vatican auditor facing bankruptcy, and the super intimidating mafioso who rides around on a little motorbike with a helmet and everything.

It really is a Ritchie plot with the weight of The Wire.

Set in lush gardens and surrounded by country scenes, it is thought that this uniquely authentic castle was built in imitation of the Tower of London. Castello Zamittelo is a fortified castle found in Triq is-Santi on the way to Ġnejna Bay, on the outskirts of the country village of Mġarr, Malta. Also known as Zamittello Palace, the castle is surrounded by mystery and has an interesting legend attached to it. Added to this, it was also the scene of the brutal murder of its last resident, a murder surrounded by mystery that lingers on to this day. And if that wasn’t enough, not even the exact date of its construction is known for certain. Read on… AN ARCHITECTURAL FOLLY Although the building resembles a fortification, it is "entirely useless from a defensive point of view", according to military architecture expert Stephen C. Spiteri. 17TH OR 19TH CENTURY? While it would seem likely that Castello Zamittello was built in the 19th century by Sir Giuseppe Nicolo Zamitt, other sources suggest it could date much farther back in time than that, precisely to 1675, when it was constructed with the intent of guarding against sudden pirate raids. It would seem that the four unusual guard turrets adorning its corners had this specific defensive intention. FIGURING OUT ITS ORIGINS Dr. Richard Cachia Caruana - a prominent office holder in the five Nationalist Party governments in Malta between 1987 and 2013, and also chief of staff to Prime Minister Eddie Fenech Adami and adviser to Prime Minister Lawrence Gonzi - gave Kappa Vision the following additional details on the possible date of construction of Castello Zamittello: "It was built in the (early) 19th century as a country house. The ‘cross’ at the top is a representation of Judge Sir Giuseppe Nicolo Zamitt’s personal coat of arms: four clasped hands. He was known as ‘Zamittello’ and used this name for the house he built, Castello Zamittello in Mgarr in 1818." Read the full article here: https://www.facebook.com/photo/?fbid=440243940790754&set=a.316000536548429 (at L-Imgarr, Malta) https://www.instagram.com/p/CWdcJrsIDMa/?utm_medium=tumblr

Ēl (deity), c. 1435–1420 BCE) An eternal bond has been established for us. Ashshur has established (it) for us, and all the divine beings and the majority of the group of all the holy ones, through the bond of heaven and earth for ever, ...[13] However, Cross (1973, p. 17) translated the text as follows: The Eternal One (‘Olam) has made a covenant oath with us, Asherah has made (a pact) with us. And all the sons of El, And the great council of all the Holy Ones. With oaths of Heaven and Ancient Earth .......................................................................................... In some inscriptions, the name ’Ēl qōne ’arṣ meaning "ʼĒl creator of Earth" appears, even including a late inscription at Leptis Magna in Tripolitania dating to the second century.[15] In Hittite texts, the expression becomes the single name Ilkunirsa, this Ilkunirsa appearing as the husband of Asherdu (Asherah) and father of 77 or 88 sons.[16] In a Hurrian hymn to ʼĒl (published in Ugaritica V, text RS 24.278), he is called ’il brt and ’il dn which Cross (p. 39) takes as 'ʼĒl of the covenant' and 'ʼĒl the judge' respectively Linguistic forms and meanings ’Ēl (or ’Il, written aleph-lamed, e.g. Ugaritic: 𐎛𐎍, Phoenician: 𐤀𐤋,[1] Hebrew: אל‎‎, Syriac: ܐܠ‎, Arabic: إل‎‎ or إله, cognate to Akkadian: ilu) is a Northwest Semitic word meaning "god" or "deity", or referring (as a proper name) to any one of multiple major Ancient Near East deities. A rarer spelling, "'ila", represents the predicate form in Old Akkadian and in Amorite.[2] The word is derived from the Proto-Semitic archaic biliteral ʔ‑L, meaning "god". Specific deities known as El or Il include the supreme god of the Canaanite religion[3] and the supreme god of the Mesopotamian Semites in the pre-Sargonic period. Amorites Amorite inscriptions from Zincirli refer to numerous gods, sometimes by name, sometimes by title, especially by such titles as Ilabrat 'God of the people'(?), Il abīka 'God of your father', Il abīni 'God of our father' and so forth. Various family gods are recorded, divine names listed as belong to a particular family or clan, sometimes by title and sometimes by name, including the name Il 'God'. In Amorite personal names, the most common divine elements are Il ('God'), Hadad/Adad, and Dagan. It is likely that Il is also very often the god called in Akkadian texts Amurru or Il Amurru.[citation needed] Ugarit and the Levant[edit] For the Canaanites and the ancient Levantine region as a whole, Ēl or Il was the supreme god, the father of mankind and all creatures.[18] He also fathered many gods, most importantly Hadad, Yam, and Mot, each sharing similar attributes to the Greco-Roman gods: Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades respectively. As recorded on the clay tablets of Ugarit, El is the husband of the goddess Asherah. Three pantheon lists found at Ugarit (modern Ra′s Shamrā—Arabic: رأس شمرا‎‎, Syria) begin with the four gods ’il-’ib (which according to Cross (1973; p. 14) is the name of a generic kind of deity, perhaps the divine ancestor of the people), Ēl, Dagnu (that is Dagon), and Ba’l Ṣapān (that is the god Haddu or Hadad).[19] Though Ugarit had a large temple dedicated to Dagon and another to Hadad, there was no temple dedicated to Ēl. Ēl is called again and again Tôru ‘Ēl ("Bull Ēl" or "the bull god"). He is bātnyu binwāti ("Creator of creatures"), ’abū banī ’ili ("father of the gods"), and ‘abū ‘adami ("father of man"). He is qāniyunu ‘ôlam ("creator eternal"), the epithet ‘ôlam appearing in Hebrew form in the Hebrew name of God ’ēl ‘ôlam "God Eternal" in Genesis 21.33. He is ḥātikuka ("your patriarch"). Ēl is the grey-bearded ancient one, full of wisdom, malku ("King"), ’abū šamīma ("Father of years"), ’El gibbōr ("Ēl the warrior"). He is also named lṭpn of unknown meaning, variously rendered as Latpan, Latipan, or Lutpani ("shroud-face" by Strong's Hebrew Concordance). "El" (Father of Heaven / Saturn) and his major son: "Hadad" (Father of Earth / Jupiter), are symbolized both by the bull, and both wear bull horns on their headdresses.[20][21][22][23] In Canaanite mythology, El builds a desert sanctuary with his children and his two wives, leading to speculation[by whom?] that at one point El was a desert god. The mysterious Ugaritic text Shachar and Shalim tells how (perhaps near the beginning of all things) Ēl came to shores of the sea and saw two women who bobbed up and down. Ēl was sexually aroused and took the two with him, killed a bird by throwing a staff at it, and roasted it over a fire. He asked the women to tell him when the bird was fully cooked, and to then address him either as husband or as father, for he would thenceforward behave to them as they called him. They saluted him as husband. He then lay with them, and they gave birth to Shachar ("Dawn") and Shalim ("Dusk"). Again Ēl lay with his wives and the wives gave birth to "the gracious gods", "cleavers of the sea", "children of the sea". The names of these wives are not explicitly provided, but some confusing rubrics at the beginning of the account mention the goddess Athirat, who is otherwise Ēl's chief wife, and the goddess Raḥmayyu ("the one of the womb"), otherwise unknown. In the Ugaritic Ba‘al cycle, Ēl is introduced dwelling on (or in) Mount Lel (Lel possibly meaning "Night") at the fountains of the two rivers at the spring of the two deeps. He dwells in a tent according to some interpretations of the text which may explain why he had no temple in Ugarit. As to the rivers and the spring of the two deeps, these might refer to real streams, or to the mythological sources of the salt water ocean and the fresh water sources under the earth, or to the waters above the heavens and the waters beneath the earth. In the episode of the "Palace of Ba‘al", the god Ba‘al Hadad invites the "seventy sons of Athirat" to a feast in his new palace. Presumably these sons have been fathered on Athirat by Ēl; in following passages they seem be the gods (’ilm) in general or at least a large portion of them. The only sons of Ēl named individually in the Ugaritic texts are Yamm ("Sea"), Mot ("Death"), and Ashtar, who may be the chief and leader of most of the sons of Ēl. Ba‘al Hadad is a few times called Ēl's son rather than the son of Dagan as he is normally called, possibly because Ēl is in the position of a clan-father to all the gods. The fragmentary text R.S. 24.258 describes a banquet to which Ēl invites the other gods and then disgraces himself by becoming outrageously drunk and passing out after confronting an otherwise unknown Hubbay, "he with the horns and tail". The text ends with an incantation for the cure of some disease, possibly hang-over https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/El_(deity) #Ēl #EL-deity #Yahweh #Adonis #Anat #Asherah #Ashima #Astarte #Atargatis #Attar #Baal #Berith #Chemosh #Dagon #El-Elyon #Eshmun #Gad #Hadad #Kothar-wa-Khasis #Melqart #Moloch #Mot #Nikkal #Qetesh #Resheph #Shadrafa #Shahar #Shalim #Shapash #Yam #Yarikh

That marks the end of season one of Davids story/adventure! There’s a LOT of things that happened off camera and behind the scenes. Here’s what happened and here’s a wrap-up of season one:

-David and Don become an official couple.

-Thing breaks out of The Persona Household and terrorizes the town.

-Rowan vanishes mysteriously and is never seen again after she left Davids house to go find Robert.

-Nathans cooking improves significantly and so does all of his other skills and talents.

-Adam and Nathans bond grow stronger together and Adam acts less Adamy around the house. The entire Persona Household is at peace.

-Nathan Green gets a job and becomes less greedy.

-After Things adventure, he was “killed” and sealed away deep in the dark abyss under The Persona Household to prevent any more killings.

Now for the most MAJOR thing that happened.. The Sims 4 got corrupted and I lost all my save data so I have to start from square one. I lost all my sims and everything else along with them.

This screenshot is of David 2.0 after I had to remake him.

Now that that’s out of the way, let’s begin season two!