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Fall of the House of X #3 - "The X Deaths of Dr. Stasis" (2024)
written by Gerry Duggan
art by Lucas Werneck, Jethro Morales, & Bryan Valenza
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From Fall of the House of X #003, “The X Deaths of Dr. Stasis”
Art by Lucas Werneck, Jethro Morales and Bryan Valenza
Written by Gerry Duggan
#fall of the house of x#juggernaut#cain marko#krakoa#alia gregor#cyclops#scott summers#woofer#apocalypse#en sabah nur#rogue#anna marie lebeau#destiny#irene adler#shadowkat#kate pryde#synch#everett thomas#wolverine#logan#colossus#piotr rasputin#magneto#erik lehnsherr#firestar#angelica jones#nimrod#marvel#comics#marvel comics
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The final war between mutantkind and Orchis begins!
Fall of the House of X #1
#fall of the house of x#x-men#krakoa#polaris#emma frost#broo#cyclops#shadowkat#orchis#nimrod#doctor stasis#alia gregor#omega sentinel#stark sentinels#marvel comics#marvel spoilers#matt reads a thing#i posted this
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What's Up With Dante's Name Anyway
It's fairly evident from the start Dante's name is not actually Dante. They express superficial "I've kind of heard of it, but idk what that is" reactions to a number of things, but make it clear that "Dante" is completely alien to them. Their own name!
Notable is that the sinners will write/embroider? their own names on their coats.
You can see Rodion uses her nickname, how she would like to be referred. DonQui's as the standard, a little uneven but clear and readable. Yi Sang wrote his in lowercase. Ishmael started writing hers, then before she finished tore the lower half of the coat off, preventing her from finishing her name. Gregor's is distorted; why that is is unclear, but the top 2 options are "he's right-handed and couldn't fix it once the mistake was made" and "he never learned to write to begin with". His profile seems to be the only one that's been typed out, so either way, he physically struggles to write, thus proving these are written by the Sinners personally.
Now look at Dante's.
They've interpreted the name phonetically. It's so alien to them they don't even know it's Italian. This is absolutely not their name.
Now, important to note Dante is a sinner too! They're in the lineup as #10, and they have a subtitle name just like the rest of them, "DURANTE". Durante is the poet Dante Alighieri's full name; "Dante" is a nickname, a term of familiarity.
Coincidentally, while their profile doubles down on "Dante", their jacket in that profile is written with...what's this??
DURANTE. The subtitle name.
Now, the subtitle names (purpose unknown) are also written out on the sinners, also clearly written by the sinner themselves, in their native language. On their weapons! (Mostly; Yi Sang's is on his bag, and as his knife is sheathed and obscured we can't tell if it's on there as well.)
Notable is Outis, of course;
Her subname is just her name. That's because she's based on Odysseus; "Outis" is a pseudonym, the written word's first John Doe.
This makes the reversal a little strange; going by a LC-assigned pseudonym, but your subtitle is your true name? That doesn't sound right. While it's obvious Dante can't go by their real name (their identity is being withheld for a reason, as mysterious as it may be), something is up!
My current theories are
Funniest possible option: They've been provided with a nickname as their alias, which is alien because absolutely no one has ever referred to them by nickname before
Durante is a surname; they would never be referred to as "Dante" because their first name (notably missing from their promo art's coat) is the one that would get a nickname. Notable that Durante is generally a surname nowadays.
Durante is just an alias, just like Outis', but can no longer be used due to the secrecy around Dante's previous identity
Durante is the name of D corporation (D-corp being where Dante was found, and the region that is soon to experience a mass-death-event of around 200,000 people in June of 985), which they are the CEO/Face of
Durante is the name of a specific role within the D Corporation that is self-evidently very high up, possibly tasked with being the interface for their Singularity (their Star?)
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“Elia of Dorne,” they all heard Ser Gregor say, when they were close enough to kiss.”
Excerpt from: Tyrion X, A Storm of Swords, GRRM.
Actors : Ram Charan in Magadheera as Prince Oberyn, Alia Bhatt in Gangubai Kathiawadi as Elia
David and Goliath by Amiri Bennett
Martell Week Day 3 : Favorite Moment
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I hope this post doesn't imply I find the deaths of "people" like Alia Gregor funny
I find them hysterical, I wish to be very clear on that point :D
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On another note, and these are random ideas based on stuff I’ve seen and read. But this post brought an interesting idea about Christianity being hailed as the religion of reason, of domestication, a place of safe haven from the wild mysticism of the unknown. After all, many revered scientists, such as Gregor Mendel or Isaac Newton, were Christians who saw their work as contributing to a closer understanding of God and his creations. I had a professor who explained how many native cultures have criticized Western science and rationale as an attempt to control and limit nature, as is the effort to quantify everything.
So with that in mind, I really wonder if this was intentional in Philip’s characterization, how his journal especially sets him up as a scientific explorer with diagrams, ‘figuring out’ the New World to master it. His diary is rife with all sorts of sketches and formulas. And the documentation, the categorization of science might even be compared to Belos’ covens, and their seemingly arbitrary distinctions…
By contrast, Luz is more willing to engage with the magic of the Titan on his own terms, trusting him and what’s different and unknown. She’s communicating with nature, following the advice of Eda, who espouses how magic IS wild and that this is a good thing; She enrolls at the University of Wild Magic at the end of the show. ‘Wild’ is obviously a term meant to demonize witches as savage and barbaric, which has its connections to colonizers who dismiss nomadic cultures, people who live off the land, as more ‘primitive’.
People more knowledgeable than me on mysticism have also made posts about Luz’s relationship with magic, such as her acknowledging the power of names by saying Camila’s in the climax of Yesterday’s Lie, summoning a cube with a direct link to her. Names are a big thing in magic from what I understand, hence the creation of middle names; People couldn’t just refuse to give their name to a fae for fear of being deemed rude and punished, but giving your name gives them leverage. So have a REAL name to protect, while your first name is more of an alias.
For the record, I don’t think TOH is taking an anti-science approach or anything; Keep in mind Keeping Up A-Fear-ances, and how it calls out alternative medicine as a dangerous hoax in its A-plot. The cast is composed of unapologetic nerds who are validated for their nerdery, wanting to learn things for their own sake; Lilith’s history hyperfixation is celebrated.
Plus, Season 1A encourages Luz to critically question what she’s told, even from Eda; There’s a whole character thread where Luz feels the need to draw her own conclusions, and Eda realizes she can’t just dogmatically order Luz to trust her on authority alone, because she knows firsthand how harmful that logic is in the long run. So she allows Luz to attend Hexside and figure things out for herself, how SHE feels about them; Eda answers Luz’s questioning and admits her mistakes.
In the end, I think it’s simply about respect; Respect for different cultures and ways of thinking, which also ties into the themes of neurodivergence. People see the world in different ways, and they don’t want you to abandon your own to embrace only theirs, they just want to be allowed to exist and live in actual harmony.
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Yassen drove a truck with the name Gregor plastered all over it
At that point he has to be fucking with the intelligence agencies who think he's dead
Which is why I think he needs to use the alias Jason Gregory for maximum fuckery
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So that just happened...
We're not just fun and games at Haunting Heroes! Looking for inspiration? Ideas to write or use in your fics? We have room for that... and sometimes it gets a bit... spooky.
(Don't go here? Wondering what this means? I'll give you a hint - the left picture is a minor character from an episode of Danny Phantom, who called himself Gregor, but whose 'real name' in canon was apparently Elliot. The right picture is a comic panel of Tim Drake under an alias he made known as Alvin Draper.)
Haunting Heroes is a new safe for work (SFW) DPxDC Discord server for people 18 years old and above. To join, send us an ask and we'll try to reply faster than Tim Drake can pick a new alias.
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Fall of the House of X #3 - "The X Deaths of Dr. Stasis" (2024)
written by Gerry Duggan
art by Lucas Werneck, Jethro Morales, & Bryan Valenza
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From Fall of the House of X #001, “The Trial of Cyclops”
Art by Lucas Werneck and Bryan Valenza
Written by Gerry Duggan
#fall of the house of x#cyclops#scott summers#wolverine#logan#colossus#piotr rasputin#alia gregor#rasputin iv#professor x#charles xavier#nightcrawler#kurt wagner#nimrod#feilong#doctor stasis#nathaniel essex#m.o.d.o.k.#george tarleton#omega sentinel#karima shapandar#krakoa#iron man#tony stark#white queen#emma frost#juggernaut#cain marko#polaris#lorna dane
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The Cedars Have Eyes Ch. 5
Characters: Larissa Weems x OC (Fern Rogers)
Synopsis: Picking right up where we left off last chapter, Fern is concerned with the future. The team works together to see if they can tie some of the clues together
Authors Note: First, thank you to @wlwmitchell for your description of Crackstone last chapter ;) Second, I love this story line so much, thank you for reading.
You walk back home. You throat feels raw from screaming. The feeling of being in the casket is starting to fade, but you needed to feel it on your skin.
When you get home, you make sure to quietly close all of the doors, not wanting to wake Larissa. You head straight for the bathroom, turning on the shower. You strip, leaving all of your clothes in a pile, and step into the steaming water. This is hotter than you normally would like but you want to feel the nerves on your skin firing.
You stand looking away from the showerhead, standing just far enough so the water would hit your head and run over your face. It felt incredible. You felt alive.
You were too in the moment enjoying the feeling of moving our limbs and feeling the scalding water to hear Larissa come into the bathroom. You were lightly running you nails across your skin, trying to cut the memory of being in the casket from your brain.
Larissa had removed her own clothes, and opened the shower door, joining you without asking. She didn't scare you however when you felt her naked body press against your back. The feeling of her skin was far too familiar for it to be anyone else.
She hugged you from behind, her lips pressed to the side of your head, "Where did you go?"
You enjoyed the feeling of her wet skin a moment more before answering, "I went for a walk."
"At 2am?"
"Yes."
Larissa didn't have any more questions. She knew you weren't telling her everything, but she probably knew that whatever you weren't sharing, she probably didn't want to know. You weren't going to tell Larissa that you were probably going to die.
You turned around in her arms, hugging her tighter. You don't know how long you stood together in the shower like that, but when you finally finished up the shower and got dressed, it was time to head to work.
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"Guys this is looking good. Really good." Rowan finished writing the last dead outcast's death date on the chalk board. There were now 11 in total that you had taken from the crypt, but there may have been more down there.
"Gregor Smith. You know, I think we have a painting of that man down in the Nightshade's library." Larissa spoke up, leaning against the edge of Rowan's desk.
"Alias Mason was a horticulturalist," You chime in, scanning the list of names for anything familiar, "One of the first outcasts gifted with plants in America."
"Sarah Downing was a vampire." Rowan added. It felt like you were all getting somewhere. By knowing the names of these outcasts, perhaps you could find more about them. Then you could figure out what they all had in common.
"Shall we split up the names, do some research and come back together on Monday after classes?" Larissa suggested, her hand raising to your back just looking for contact. Ever since this morning she knew something was off with you. Now she was just trying to find ways to comfort you.
Rowan nodded, biting her lip as she stared at the chalk board, then she turned back to Larissa and you, "I think we should go to Crackstone's crypt and take a look around."
Larissa's hand stopped rubbing your back, you knew that she hated that idea. She wanted to keep you are far from there as possible. You looked up at her without saying a word, almost looking for her approval, hoping she would say yes so you wouldn't have to beg.
"Yes... We should." Larissa didn't want to agree with Rowan, but if you wouldn't have been involved she would have been gung-ho, so she decided to try to restrain her protective tendencies.
You smiled, bobbing your head in excitement and then leaned into her side as a thank you.
"Meet by the docks in half an hour? I need to go change into something more suited for an adventure." Rowan was delighted at Larissa's willingness to explore the crypt.
Larissa nodded, keeping her anxieties to herself.
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"I'll stay by you the whole time." You reassure Larissa as you walk hand-in-hand to the lake to meet Rowan. You had both changed out of your dress work clothes for something more casual. For once, Larissa was wearing jeans and walking shoes rather than a dress and heels.
Larissa had remained quiet for the most part, trying to control that motherly, protective instinct that kept her wound so tight. Her hand kept a tight grasp on yours. She wanted to just get this over with.
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Rowan was the one to open the crypt door, taking a deep breath as she walked in, "Gosh. You gotta love that old crypt smell."
Larissa scoffs with a smile, happy that someone broke the nervous energy of the group. While Larissa no longer held your hand, you could feel her by your side at all times. You all held flashlights to help you see your way through the room.
You saw the big stone coffin in the middle of the room, no longer containing the body of Joseph Crackstone. You don't remember the crypt being so detailed on the inside. Rowan and you had snuck in a couple of times to smoke some weed you found while you were home for the summer. Thousands of things could be clues, and you had no idea what you were looking for.
You wandered around one side of the room with Larissa and Rowan was looking around the other side. You took pictures of the Latin phrases with your phone, hoping to translate them all when you got home.
"Fuckin' raggedy ass..." Rowan spoke up behind you. You turn to see her staring at a bronzed casting of Crackstone's face. Larissa let out a laugh, shining her flashlight towards the stone coffin in the center of the room.
"Should we open it?" You ask, looking up at Larissa. You reach a hand out to touch the emblem on the side, that familiar warmth spreading in your finger tips.
"No..." Larissa shook her head, not wanting anything to do with whatever lay inside.
There wasn't much for you to find there. There was the translations to be made, but that seemed to be the extent of the discoveries. After about 45 minutes, you all decided to call it, finding nothing in the main room. On your way out, you glance back at the coffin, wondering if you should have taken a peek inside.
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You woke up in the casket once again. You wanted to roll your eyes. Let's just get this over with. Everything began repeating as normal. First came a crying Rowan then the red-eye Larissa.
The same voice came from the back, "Oh, she was just too late. There was nothing to be done..."
Larissa leaned down in towards you, "You better keep your promise. You better come back to me."
What promise? What had you promised her? And she closed the casket. You couldn't move. You couldn't scream. Time to be buried.
The dream continued on. You could hear the dirt hitting the top of the casket. You wanted to throw up. This was the worst thing you could possibly think of. Once the sound of dirt hitting the casket became muffled, you assumed it was piled on so high that you just couldn't hear it anymore.
It felt like eternity. You wished you would wake up. Why did you just have to sit in this coffin?
A creaking noise came from around you. It grew louder until you heard a crack. The coffin was caving in around you.
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You awoke with a start, sitting up immediately. You tried centering yourself, slowing down your breathing. You felt a hand on your back.
Larissa was still laying down, her eyes half open, "Fern...?"
You take a deep breath, knowing if you didn't lay back down, she would start to get suspicious. You lay back down, but this time you folded yourself into Larissa's arms.
"Did you really mean it? When you said that you would pull yourself from the grave and crawl back to me..."
"Yes." You respond, your voice muffled by her chest.
"Do you promise?"
"Yes, I promise."
Link to Chapter 6
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Rhaenys Targaryen (Daughter of Rhaegar)
In the tumultuous world of Westeros, Rhaenys Targaryen was born as the daughter of Prince Rhaegar Targaryen and Princess Elia Martell, carrying the blood of both fire and ice within her veins. She was born with a spirit as fierce as her mother's Martell heritage and a deep sense of honor from her father's Targaryen lineage.
As a young girl, Rhaenys led a sheltered life within the Red Keep, surrounded by the love of her parents and her baby brother Aegon. Despite the turbulence that plagued her family's legacy, Rhaenys remained a bright and hopeful child, with dreams of peace and unity in the realm.
However, Rhaenys' idyllic childhood was shattered when the realm was torn apart by the rebellion of Robert Baratheon. In the Sack of King's Landing, her beloved father was killed on the Trident, and her mother and brother were brutally murdered by Ser Gregor Clegane, leaving Rhaenys as the sole surviving member of her immediate family.
In a twist of fate, a loyal servant of House Targaryen managed to smuggle young Rhaenys out of the city during the chaos of the sack. Under the guise of a commoner, Rhaenys was hidden away in a small village far from the reach of the Lannisters and their allies. For years, she lived in obscurity, her Targaryen identity carefully concealed to ensure her safety.
But as she grew into her teenage years, a burning desire for vengeance consumed Rhaenys. She could not forget the atrocities committed against her family, nor the names of those responsible. Fuelled by anger and grief, she vowed to avenge her loved ones and reclaim her birthright as a Targaryen princess.
Under the alias of Nyssa, she honed her combat skills in secret, training with various swordsmen and learning the arts of deception and survival. She also began gathering loyal supporters who believed in the return of House Targaryen. With her fiery determination and charismatic leadership, Nyssa garnered a small but devoted band of followers.
As Nyssa, she traveled throughout the Seven Kingdoms, gathering intelligence about Robert Baratheon and Gregor Clegane. She learned about their weaknesses and the people who could be swayed to support her cause. Rhaenys was no longer the innocent child she once was; she had transformed into a determined and strategic young woman, ready to exact her revenge.
As Rhaenys Targaryen set out on her quest for vengeance and reclaiming her family's honor, rumors began to circulate about a boy known as Young Griff, who claimed to be Aegon Targaryen, her long-lost brother and the true heir to the Iron Throne. Rhaenys heard these whispers with a mix of surprise and suspicion. For years, she had believed her baby brother to have been murdered as an infant, and now, this supposed pretender threatened her claim to the throne.
Furious at the audacity of Young Griff's claim, Rhaenys refused to believe that he could be her brother. She was certain that her family's enemies were using this deception to sow discord and further destabilize the realm. In her eyes, the Iron Throne was hers and hers alone by right of birth, and she would not let any impostor take that from her.
Determined to uncover the truth, Rhaenys set out to investigate Young Griff's claim. She delved into the history and the lineage of House Targaryen, seeking any evidence that could prove or disprove the boy's identity. Along her journey, she encountered various allies and foes, each with their own agendas and motives.
As she traveled, Rhaenys became increasingly convinced that Young Griff was an imposter. She dismissed any evidence presented in support of his claim, attributing it to mere fabrications and propaganda. Her grief over the loss of her family, the betrayal she had faced, and the longing for her rightful place on the throne fueled her determination to expose Young Griff as a fraud.
Rhaenys's path eventually led her to a confrontation with Young Griff and his supporters. She challenged him to prove his true identity, but the boy's unwavering conviction in his Targaryen heritage only further fueled her skepticism. The encounter only served to deepen the rift between them, as each clung to their claim with unyielding determination.
As the realm remained divided, with factions supporting both Rhaenys and Young Griff, tensions escalated, leading to political intrigue and even armed conflict. Rhaenys found herself entangled in a complex web of alliances, betrayals, and shifting loyalties, as various factions sought to claim the throne for their chosen claimant.
Throughout the turmoil, Rhaenys remained resolute in her belief that she was the true and rightful heir to the Iron Throne. She was willing to do whatever it took to secure her place on the throne, even if it meant facing her brother's supposed claim head-on. Her journey for vengeance had transformed into a fight for her family's legacy and her birthright.
As the realm teetered on the edge of chaos and war, Rhaenys Targaryen stood tall, determined to take her rightful place as the ruler of the Seven Kingdoms. The fires of her ancestors burned within her, driving her forward in her quest for power and justice. The struggle for the Iron Throne was far from over, and Rhaenys knew she had to be prepared to face any challenge that stood in her way.
#ocappreciation#game of thrones oc#house of the dragon#rhaenys daughter of rhaegar#rhaegar targaryen#daenerys defense squad#daenerys targeryan#queen daenerys#aegon targaryen#young griff
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Nimrod prepares for the endgame!
Fall of the House of X #3
#fall of x#cyclops#scott summers#alia gregor#magik#nimrod#marvel comics#marvel spoilers#matt reads a thing#i posted this
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