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brighteyedspitz · 1 year
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since everyone loved the last guy with bonkers whiskers, thought I'd post this little dude with his absurdly long whiskers too
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zensations35 · 9 days
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Bottoms Up (Haz/bin Wav)
This one's been in the works for a while, and I had a good reason to finish it today. A dash of angry adrenaline, a bag of saline, and a good cause-- enjoy the entire hotel gang having a silly, sneezy drinking 'contest'.
*see bottom for transcript!!*
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TRANSCRIPT AS FOLLOWS:
Angel: So, Val made this hot new drink and it gets ya super fucked, like you wont even believe!
Husk: *laughs* Yeah sure
Angel: I’m serious! Even tight pants would be trippin over his fucking antlers
Alastor: ٨ـ
Vaggie: Honestly I could use something strong after today
Angel: Ohohoh?? Tiny Tits wants to get wasted? What are we, in End Days?
Vaggie: Are you gonna deliver, or is this all talk like the time you told us you could eat five jumbo pickles at once without using your mouth? 
Angel: Easy toots, there’s a catch. Moth boy…he’s a little weird. This drink…it make’s you sneeze. Sooo…
Sir Pentious: *cackles* Give it here, spider! I shall be the only one immune to this toxin! For I am a snake. An snakes do not sneeze! 
Vaggie: Oh ho this'll be good.
Sir Pentious: *sneezes viciously and embarrassingly twice* Ohh dear… 
Angel: Toldja so! What about you, tight pants? You in?
Alastor: Hmmm, no. I think you will all regret having me participate. But it certainly is sadistically intriguing to ẇ̸̹͙͓̪̇͠a̶̖͚̙̽̆t̴̩͖̦̀c̶͉̥͗̉ͅh̵̺̞̊.
Angel: oooookay …fuckin weirdo. *looks at Husk* You’re being awful quiet over there, whiskers. Are you gonna drink, or what?
Husk: Ehh, I uhh. *embarrassed mumbling*
Angel: What? Afraid of a little--
Charlie: *sneezing* Oh! Okay! *sneezes* Wow! It really *sneezes* Does!! *sneezes again* Vaggie! You should try holding back.
Vaggie: *slams drink* Whoo! Ok I got this.
Charlie: You got this!
Vaggie: I am strong!
Charlie: You are strong!
Vaggie: I am queen of  -- *instant violent sneeze* Goddammit
Charlie: Aww babe, it’s ok, you’re still my queen
Sir Pentious: Wait, I thought you were the princess, my dear? 
Charlie: What?
Angel: Well, fuzzbutt, you gonna drink or what?
Husk: Um, I…I uh--
Angel: Come on! Are you losing your alcoholic card over this? 
Husk: I’m not I just--
Alastor: Oh do tell them, Husker. It’s so very amusing.
All: What?? Tell us!
Husk: Rgh, it’s not a big fuckin deal just…
Angel: Oh my gawd I will literally suck fifteen dicks at the same time if someone will just tell me what the big fucken secret is (and I totally can) *clicks cheek*
Husk: *growls* Fine. I’ll drink If…the Radio Demon drinks too.
Alastor: Hmm~ fine, but I did warn you.
All chanting: Go go go!
Husk: *drinks* *kitteny stifles*
*All laughing*
Angel: Oh my fuck Husk your sneeze! I can’t decide if it’s cute or hilarious! Or kinky~
Sir Pentious: I am no longer feeling self conscious about my sneeze!
Husk: Alright alright! You got your chuckles. It’s Radiohead’s turn. Wait…
Angel: Wait, where did he go?
Vaggie: The booze is gone! Where…
Charlie: Alastor?!
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*drink pours*
Alastor: Mmm, it is quite good. *sip* *sneeze*
*hotel powers down*
All: What the fuck! Come on!
Alastor: *laughs*
Fade out
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thecreaturecodex · 4 months
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Ipupiara
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Image © Wizards of the Coast
[Sponsored by @some-trash-pigeon. The merrow is the Irish version of the mermaid, and like many folkloric mermaids, typically the men appear grotesque and the women gorgeous. The name has been in D&D since the 1e AD&D Monster Manual, and a similar version appears in Pathfinder. The AD&D/PF merrow is an aquatic ogre, which didn't get a unique stat block until Pathfinder. D&D 5e decided to revamp the merrow, and I gotta say, it's near the top of the list for "biggest art glow-up". And, since the folkloric merrow is a merman rather than a big aquatic guy, it's more accurate to boot.
So why the name "ipupiara"? Well, for one thing, "merrow" is taken in Pathfinder. For another, the ipupiara is a Brazilian mer-thing that is actually oversized, and even has whiskers! That name was suggested to me by monster researcher (and my girlfriend) @abominationimperatrix.]
Ipupiara CR 5 CE Monstrous Humanoid This creature has a humanoid torso and the head and tail of a monstrous fish. It has barbels hanging from its underslung jaw, and fins grow along its head, shoulders and arms. It is sinuous from the waist down, and wears shell jewelry and other trophies and trinkets.
The ipupiara are mutant merfolk, the descendants of merfolk who ventured into the Abyss and adapted to its hostile waters. They can be found on any Abyssal layer with aqueous environments, and their scaly hides are capable of withstanding extremes of heat and cold. Although they have no ability to traverse the planes on their own, they are often found on the Material Plane, where they are a menace to sailors and fishermen. The first ipupiara were worshippers of Dagon, and the majority of them still serve the Shadow in the Sea.
Ipupiara are bullies above all else and tend to target the smallest, weakest victims when they have a chance. They carry barbed harpoons, which they use to latch onto prey, before squeezing them to death in their muscular coils. Ipupiara string up the mutilated corpses of their victims as territorial warnings, typically missing their eyes, noses, fingers and toes. Ipupiara can survive in any temperature of water, but prefer to lair in three-dimensional substrates such as kelp forests, shipwrecks and sea caves.
An ipupiara is about fifteen feet long, half of which is tail.
Ipupiara      CR 5 XP 1,600 CE Large monstrous humanoid (aquatic, extraplanar) Init +4; Senses darkvision 60 ft., Perception +7
Defense AC 18, touch 9, flat-footed 18 (-1 size, +8 Dex) hp 45 (6d10+12) Fort +4, Ref +5, Will +7 DR 5/piercing; Resist cold 10, fire 10
Offense Speed 10 ft., swim 40 ft. Melee 2 claws +9 (1d4+4), bite +9 (1d8+4) or harpoon +9/+4 (2d6+6/x3 plus grab), bite +4 (1d8+2) Ranged harpoon +5 (1d8+6/x3 plus grab) Space 10 ft.; Reach 10 ft. Special Attacks constrict (2d4+6), gripping harpoon
Statistics Str 18, Dex 11, Con 15, Int 8, Wis 10, Cha 13 Base Atk +6; CMB +11; CMD 21 (cannot be tripped) Feats Exotic Weapon Proficiency (harpoon) (B), Improved Initiative, Intimidating Prowess, Iron Will Skills Intimidate +14, Perception +7, Survival +7, Swim +19 Languages Abyssal, Aquan SQ amphibious
Ecology Environment any aquatic (Abyss) Organization solitary, pair, gang (3-8) or mob (9-24) Treasure standard (2 harpoons, other treasure)
Special Abilities Gripping Harpoon (Ex) An ipupiara is skilled at using harpoons to grip prey. It can grapple with a harpoon on any successful hit, not just a critical hit.
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Idk if u do these but
The armada Autobots gang reacting to the kids and reader bringing in something that they never see before since they arrived on earth, probably like dino nuggets, cats, figures, a fake real sword?
Anything that maybe would be a stupid but funny reactions to all of them
if u don't do these kind of things u can choose one iz ok!!
Hell yeah I do these. The unicorn trilogy has to be a fav to write for, plus not that many people write for it. I did the main 4 I could remember off the top of my head! Sorry for the wait. Anyways, I hope this is what your looking for and was expecting. Enjoy :)
Pairings: Optimus Prime x Reader, Hot Shot x reader, Jetfire x Reader, Red Alert x Reader,
Warnings: None
Optimus prime - Cat
You were on your way to the Autobots base when you remembered your cat was in your hands. You had just decided that you would take the cat with you. Your hands petting the cat and occasionally you’d baby talk to it. 
“Who’s a good kitty? You are! You are!” 
When you stepped foot into the baby, bud was the first to come up to you, yelling about a cat to Colby and Lori. A childlike smile on his face as he watches the cats every move in your arms, and soon both Colby and Lori appeared, the same expressions on their faces. Lori had her hands on her cheeks, swooning over the ball of hair.
“Guys! This is my cat. Isn’t he the cutests.” 
You smiled, holding the cat out in front of you for them to see, You soon heard the footsteps of the Autobot leader, Optimus prime. 
“And who's this?” 
You looked up at him, holding the cat out towards him.
“This is my cat! His name is Mr. Whiskers. See he has long, long whiskers.” 
You smiled. Optimus looked at the cat, a servo on his chin as he examined the cat. Mr. Whisker’s legs dangled under him, your hands holding him up under his armpits. The cat looked up towards the mech, and let out a meow. You could hear Lori let out a little squeal, you just continued to smile at the mech. He looked lost, optics scanning the cat like he's never seen it before, or seen one before. You lowered the cat.
“Have you ever seen a cat before?” 
His optics moved from the cat to you and then back to the cat before landing on you finally. 
“No, it's quite small.”
“There are big cats too, like lions or tigers.” 
You went on to explain cats to him, he listened intently white you went on about random cat facts. Even showing pictures of certain cats that can be domestic and wild, now the Autobot leader knows about wild and house cats. 
Hot Shot - Dino Nuggies 
You brought lunch, well at least for you and the kids. Dino nuggies, fruit, smiley face french fries and some juice boxes. It looks like it's for the kids, but you just so happened to bring enough to share with them.
Everyone was out at the race track with Override and Hot Shot, so you weren’t surprised when you walked up and they immediately asked if you brought food. With that you proceeded to tell them what you brought, and then set up the mini picnic. By the time you were done setting everything, Colby called for a break, which meant Hot Shot would come over and chill with you guys. They sat at the picnic table, laughing and making jokes until Bub asked what you made this time.
“I didn't make anything, just heated up the oven and put them in. But, I brought Dino nuggies.” 
You smiled, pulling the warm container out of the large lunch bag you had. Setting  it down in the middle with all the rest of the food, and handing out paper plates. You started serving, giving them the food and watching as Bud and Colby played ‘Dinos’ with their nuggets.
“What are those?” 
You turned your head to see Hot Shot, Helm looking down at the nuggets in Colby’s hand.
“Dino shaped chicken nuggets, the finests food you can have on Earth. Along with the best elementary school french fries.” 
“Dinobot chicken nuggets?” 
He was confused, lost, a golden retriever who didn’t see you through the ball and looked at you like you were stupid when you said, go get it. 
“Dinobot, no Dinosaurs. The big reptiles that walk on earth before Humans!” 
Bud interfered, picking one of them up and handing it to Hot Shot. 
“It's a T-Rex!” 
“It looks like Grimlock.” 
You laughed, he didn't know what a dinosaur is, but can for sure tell you that the one Bud gave him looked like another Cybertronian. 
“You eat them, they don’t find Cons. One day we can go to the library and get books about Dinosaurs. Then we’ll show you why they're so cool.” 
You laughed, trying to find some type of info to give to Hot Shot, you were never a dinosaur kid, so you couldn’t just throw random facts at him, just large extinct reptiles that walked before humans. 
“They’re cool, because they were as big as you guys, and they were alive and on this planet!”
You saw that Hot Shot questions must have activated the Dino kid in Bud, because he was now picking up another shaped one and giving out their names and what they ate. 
“Interesting.” 
Is all Hot Shot said, as he is listening to Bud. Well now he knows what Dino nuggies are, can’t have him leaving earth without learning about its finests foods now would we. 
Jetfire - Gundam figures
You really liked this show called Gundam, collecting the figures and displaying them all around your room, so when Jetfire peeked into your room and saw the shelf dedicated to Barbatos and his suits, he had to ask. “What are those? Well who is that, actually.” 
You looked to where his optics were trained on, the large statue in the middle of Barbatos. 
“Oh those are people, they’re characters. They're these large suits of armor used to fight in space battles. Sorta like what you do, but they have little humans drying to piloting.” 
You ran to pick it up, the figure was large in your hands, You put him on the window seal, and posed him a few times.
“I don’t really wanna get into the story line, but this one.” 
You pointed at the figure in your hands. 
“He’s my favorite.”
“So they’re not real?”
You shook your head, grabbing one of the mangas from the bookshelf next to the window and flipping through the pages. 
“See, just book characters. The suits are kinda like you guys, large and made of metal, just not sentient. At least I don’t think they are. The type of manga Gundam is called ‘Mecha’. Cool right!” 
He simply nodded, giving you a bright smile. 
“Sounds pretty interesting.” 
He barely caught anything you were saying, he was just happy you were happy, happy you were finally showing interest in something you liked and not something that was about Cybertronian, but he couldn’t tell you that what he did pick up on, sounded a lot like what he and his friends are like.
“You wanna tell me more about it, on our way back to base.” 
He watched you light up, a bright smile on your face as you nodded to him, before running out of the house and getting ready to leave. You answered all of his questions about Gundam, even gave him a character to like, and a character you thought was like him, it was cute. Now you both had interesting things to talk about. 
Red Alert - A real/fake sword
You love to dress up, fantasy conventions and renaissance fairs are your thing. So when you got some cryptic message from the Bots while at one of these fairs, you had no time to chance. Dressed as a woodland elf, you made your way into the base. 
“Sorry I’m late Red.” 
Was all you could say, his helm turning to look at you while saying not to worry about it, but he cut himself off when he saw you. 
“What are you wearing?” 
You physically cringed, pulling your fake ears off and putting them in your pocket. 
“I was at a fantasy fair when you called.” 
You walked to the nearest normal sized table and placed your accessories on it, your sword being your last thing you took off. 
“What is that! A weapon?” 
You looked over at him, he had stopped whatever he was doing to fully face you and watch you take the accessories off. 
“This?” 
You asked, picking your sword back up. It had a nice brown and forest green sheath over it. You free hand pulled it out of its casing. 
“It's a sword.”
You twirled it around and showed off your sword skills, a smile on your face as you got it your “character’s” fighting position. The sword was made with real metal, but not too much for, you didn’t practice as often as you probably should have. It looked sharp to the naked eye, but when you actually touched it, it was dull. You wouldn’t lie, you could use it as an actual weapon if needed. 
“You know, the sword knights you when you like fighting.” 
He rolled his optics, turning around from you. 
“Yes, I know but still. Why would you have a sword, an actual sword? You don’t fight anybody to need one.”
You laughed, he was right, but still it was mainly a prop. So he had no need to worry about you fighting like him and the other bots.
“It's fake, It’s just used as a prop in the fairs.”  
You saw him freeze, his helm turning to look over his shoulder. 
“Fake? Why would they make fake ones?” 
“For people like me, who use them to look cool.” 
He didn’t ask any further questions, you couldn’t believe he didn’t know about fake swords, but maybe that's because he’s been in a war for sometime now, so it's to be expected he wouldn’t understand why people had fake ones.
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howlingday · 6 months
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Penny Installed a Lightup feather for her freckles that can only be triggered by Pressing her nose.
Nora: SOOOOOOOO COOOOOOOOOOOOL!
Jaune: RIGHT?! HER BODY'S AMAZING!
Penny Poledina, the tenth member of the Rose Gang had returned, and was the first member to arrive at the hideout after the team was separated two years ago. Now in an upgraded and more heavily armored body, "Amazing Android" Penny Poledina bursts onto the scene!
Penny: Salutations~!
Nora: You're like a real robot! Can you shoot laser beams?! Or missiles?! What can you transform into?!
Penny: Correct! With the hopes and dreams of every organic person dwelling within her heart, she arrives to become a real girl! Her name is... ARMORED GIRL~!
Nora: ROBOT! ROBOT! ROBOT~!
Jaune: C-Calm down, Nora! There's such a thing as too much excitement!
Nora is set on her back, breathing heavily with a cool rag on her forehead. All the excitement overloaded her body and caused her body heat to skyrocket to Yang levels. For Yang, it's okay, but Nora can't take the heat.
Jaune: By the way, Penny. If you're so big and clunky, how will you do delicate work?
At these words, Penny's big fingers split open, where a much smaller and more dexterous set of digits grabbed the empty air.
Penny: Pardon me. Did you say something?
Jaune: TINY HANDS FROM BIG FINGERS!
Nora: SHE'S GOT BABY HANDS!
Penny: Press my nose~!
Jaune: Huh?
Penny: Press my nose for longer than three seconds for a surprise~!
Penny: PRESS AND HOLD MY NOSEFOR THREE SECONDS, PLEASE.
Nora: SHE SAID IT LIKE A ROBOT~!
Jaune leaned close, Nora hanging onto his arm as he pressed his finger into her soft, rubbery nose. Together, the two meat-people began counting down from three. Before saying zero, Penny's face exploded into feather-like whiskers from her freckles. She looked like a wildcat!
Nora: YOU HAVE WHISKERS NOW?!
Penny: (Combs whiskers) Affirmative~!
Jaune: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW~!
Nora: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW~!
Nora: Can we see your new weapons?! Pleeeeeeeeeease~?!
Penny made whirring and clunking sounds as she turned. With cold, sterile, and stiff movements, she turned to face her friends with exaggerated movements. Every sound was made from her lips.
Penny: NEGATIVE. I MUST WAIT FOR RUBY-MECHA.
Jaune: Sh-She moved like a robot!
Nora: And she said "mecha" too!
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cateyedfox36 · 9 months
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In this house we KNOW Jason Voorhees did nothing wrong
we watched Jason 2 last night- I'm sorry Friday the 13th part II is too long a title, they're about Jason being a very good boy so they're called Jason movies. Period.- and now I kinda want to watch all of them. Except that crappy one. Where he's Corey Feldman's character all grown up and he thinks he's Jason? And there's this really weird keystone cops vibe to the whole thing? Idk. That ones bad.
But the best one - besides Jason in Space and Jason vs Freddy- is the one where the kids are at camp and these children have hilarious glorious lines like "what did you want to grow up to be?" Bc they just accept that Jason is going to murder them too.
Without looking anything up, I'm pretty sure I can do all the Jason movies. Let's go:
Momma voorhees. Great sweater, excellent momBob, and you get to see Kevin Bacons Bits if you know when to pause the movie. 3.75 stars. Not funny, kinda off vibes
Jason in a bag. He's a very clumsy boy, falls off a whisker chair, is confused by a small dog (who does not die!), and is hit by a car like twice. He only kills like what 6 people on screen? And we get BEST final girl Ginny, who takes a chainsaw to our soft prince, and mind mojos him to think his momma is alive. 5 outta 5 stars! Some nice boobs, creep dies strung up like the perv his is and Jason is mu sweetest baby boi.
Behold, a hockey mask. Much better for peripheral and way more sensibly than a FUCKING BAG! Jason finds a house with stupid horny teens- or college kids? I'm never certain- and another with a newly divorced mom, her slightly sassy daughter and a young monster obsessed Corey Feldman. Pretty good kills, the dog laters out to go join a wolf pack (run by muffin obs), and Corey Feldman gives himself a bad haircut to bond with our big headed hero,Jason. 4.25 outta 5. Funny, more agile Jason, and I had no sympathy for the college idiots who died epically.
The fucking worst. I think they were trying for a Legacy Jason bc he definitely "died" in 3. So elder teen Corey Feldman thinks he's Jason and at the POORLY run TROUBLED TEEN camp he goes to someone starts killing folks. I vaguely remember the actual killer but... who cares. This is the worst. 1 star.
Again w all adulted Corey (reminder not thr actor but the character, but who bothers to remember their names?) Digs up Jason's body, it gets struck by lightning and He's Back! I think this is the one with the biker gang. And the sheriff's daughter has a taste for danger and breaks not-corey out to defeat Jason. 2.5 stars. I think there was an rv death? But a fun scene in a barn!
Jason's not dead, just napping and when he ends up in a morgue his heart infects a doctor who becomes... jason...? It's odd. You guys remember Nightmares on Elm st dream Child? I think it's like that. 2 stars. Fucked if I remember anything from this movie. This is where I get a little shaky
Jason back at camp baby! I think this is the one with the funny kids. And it's just a really straight forward slasher. No lore, no stupid shit just bad counselors getting what they deserve for not watching children. 3.9 stars. Best part is the kids
Jason on a boat. He was in Manhattan for like 10minutes. He kills a kid with a guitar, and the inside of boats are very dangerous. No lore. 3.75 stars
Is there a Jason 9? I don't fucking know but I do know there's...
Jason in SPAAAACEE! And it's amazing. A ship full of med students find Jason cryogenically frozen and a woman as well. They defrost both, murder hijinx ensue. Jason becomes a cyborg. And they completely miss shooting him into the sun. It's so stupid and so good and I love my son! 5 billion stars! Lore? Who needs lore when you've got a cyborg jason?!
Jason vsFreddy. The best team up full stop. With Jason's relentless desire to punish bad teens and Freddy's pervy ass? Forget about it. Nice lore, and the addition of seeing how happy Jason is in his death is perfection. 5 outta 5 stars. Look yes, Jason's gonna kill you, he'll have fun with it, but he won't sexually assault you while doing it.
conclusion: the middle ones suck. Skip them. Watch 2, 3, Jason in Space and Jason vs Freddy.
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katfiers · 6 months
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Ninjago Were dragon au
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This is my Halloween post :-)
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One dark night on the bounty Jay gets woken up at the sound of dragon noises and scratching and goes to the deck and looks out of the door leading to the deck
And sees a strangely shaped dragon staring at him…then it charges at Jay
Jay thankfully slammed the door letting the strange dragon smack its face against the door
Jay yells out to everyone get to the deck right now
When everyone gets up Cole notices Kai isn't in bed and notices claw marks on the wooden wall of the bunk of Kai's bed
When everyone gets to the door to the deck peek out the port hole and see the dragon, sniffing and scratching the deck
The gang forces Cole to get the strange dragon
When Cole approaches the dragon he releases it is human shaped and has a human face
it's Kai's
[It's kinda a beast from beauty & the beast and eda's owl beast from the owl house, shape situation]
Cole kinda like shit Kai is some kind of weird dragon thing, while just standing there just petting Kai, Kai is purring
Cole does get everyone out on the deck and tells everyone that Kai is some kind of were dragon thing and something may set it off
Kai not even aggressive, poor baby is hungry and in pain
Zane goes and make some food for Kai while Cole, Jay, Nya and Lloyd continue to pet and comfort Kai while Wu and Pixal dig around for anything to help Kai and finger out what why Kai is a weredragon and why it's happened now
Kai, Cole, Nya, Jay and Lloyd end up in a cuddle pile on the deck and Kai gets to eat the food Zane made them and he eats slow, gentle and with manners, savoring Zane's food, while Zane goes up to the upper deck to plot the bounty back to the monastery
Wu and Pixal came back and tells the gang that Kai maybe had been cut or scratch by a weredragon when he, Jay, Wu, Zane and Cole was in the first realm and why it's happening now is because of their age, current diet, not being in danger for one, environment and current physical health
Kai is unaware what is going on but loves the attention they are getting
When the sun rises and Kai is back to "normal" there hair is very fluffy and kinda a mane shape, his clothes are a little bit damaged, big floppy dragon ears and horns
Kai is very confused about about what happened
When the others tell him about what happened Kai is concerned
[Kai roughly double his height in were dragon form]
[Kai's were dragon form is based off lung dragons (Chinese dragons) and kirins (horse shaped dragons), so Kai has no wings and his horns are branch like and yes Kai has whiskers]
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alphashley14 · 1 year
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May I ask about your lore for the trifecta that Arthur, Ricky, and Shaggy make? I'm confused. Arthur isn't quite the same if only because Mystery was never "his" dedicated animal companion? Or is it something else?
I don’t blame you for being confused.
And in fact, a major driving force of this fic is that the Mystery Skulls don’t fit the pattern as closely as the other groups. There's a lot of stuff in your question that I can't explain without spoiling future reveals in this fic, but there is some stuff I can clear up in regards to the "pattern". Particularly regarding Arthur not being paired with Mystery the way Shaggy is paired with Scooby and Ricky was paired with Pericles.
If you watch SDMI and more closely examine the preceding groups, the pattern isn’t as concrete as it seems.
Take the Benevolent Lodge of Mystery for instance:
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In the episode “Night Terrors”, it’s stated that in that group, the mascot/animal, Mr. Peaches, was actually paired with the group’s “Fred”, Oswald P. Burlington. I don’t know enough about the rest of the groups to say that they were the only ones, but this alone establishes canon that the “Scooby” of the group isn’t always paired with the group’s “Shaggy”. In fact, according to Scoobypedia, (Link here) the Benevolent Lodge of Mystery is one of the groups that DIDN’T have a terrible fate befall them. In fact, they have probably the most complete history on the wiki apart from of course Mystery Incorporated and the Original Mystery Incorporated. They were supposedly active for decades, may or may not have contributed to the start of World War One (not kidding - check the wiki), and they split up amicably after Mr. Peaches passed away due to complications of old age.
And the Benevolent Lodge of Mystery isn't the only group that diverges from "the pattern".
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Take the Darrow family, aka the Mystery Fellowship into consideration. They hardly resemble the other groups at all because they’re made up of an older husband, wife, their teenage daughter, and young son. And all that’s known about their animal, Whiskers, is that he was the family cat. So he may not have been paired with any singular member.
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Also take the Mystery Gang into consideration. They hardly resemble Mystery Inc., and they were all girls!
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Or the Fraternitas Mysterium, who also hardly resemble Mystery Inc, and were all guys.
My point is that the pattern is definitely there, but even in the canon material, every group has diverging traits that make them unique.
The Original Mystery Incorporated and the new Mystery Incorporated likely only resemble each other so closely because that was the best storytelling decision by the writers: their close similarities and stark differences establish them as literary foils to each other. (If you don't know what a foil characters are in storytelling or otherwise want to clarify your knowledge, here's a link) And even then, they aren't cookie cutter, copy/paste mirror images of each other. If they were, then Professor Pericles would be an adorable goofball like Scooby, and Cassidy (who is Velma's equivalent) would be the genius (aka: "big fat insecure know-it all", as Danny Darrow put it) of the group who went nuts and turned on everyone.
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So taking all of that into consideration, "the pattern" isn't as clear-cut as it appears. Though I admit, it is a bit of a stretch that the Mystery Skulls fit into it. But how they do and how their story connects to Crystal Cove and its curse is going to be revealed and explained in the next few chapters of 'One of Us'. Just hang on and bear with me!
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As for the "trifecta", the reason why Arthur's is the one that's intact is because he is really the member of the Mystery Skulls who "conforms" to "the pattern" the most. He's the reluctant paranormal investigator - the skinny "scaredy cat" whose courage comes out when it counts. Just looking at him you can see his clear Shaggy inspiration, just like how Ricky was obviously based on Shaggy for the purpose of SDMI. Also like Shaggy, Arthur may not be paired with Mystery but he does love animals, as evidenced by his pet hamster, Galahad.
As to how Lewis, Vivi, and Mystery don't conform to the pattern and therefore their trifecta is "broken", those who are familiar with Mystery Skulls lore may be able to figure out why, but I'm not going to spell it out explicitly here because that would be a major spoiler.
Sorry if this was a lot, but the lore of SDMI is kind of complicated, so there was a lot of explaining to do. I hope I answered your question and that this clears things up for others who may be enjoying 'One of Us' as well.
Chapter 14 is getting closer and closer to completion, so stay tuned! I can't wait to share it with you all!
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*walking into the kitchen yelling BIG CHEESE*
"If we were rats in a gang, your name would be big cheese"
"... if we were rats in a gang . . ."
"LISTEN, YOU EAT THE MOST CHEESE therefore you are the big cheese. Mine would probably be something stupid like Danny whiskers"
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The Bad Guys AU: The International League of Heroes
Here’s my version of the International League of Heroes if they’d ever appear in the sequel someday.
In my AU version: they, Diane(The Crimson Paw), Melinda(The Aqua Fin), Jessie(The Auburn Whiskers), Dee-Dee(The Dandelion Scale), Wendy(The Brown Coder) & Drake(The Golden Blur) were lifelong besties like the Good Bad Guys, while Diane and the Nefarious Six were secretly committing crimes until the Golden Dolphin when they go good in Los Angeles, CA, the rest of the league were serving their purpose in New York.
Agent Pamela “Pam” Kitty Kat Pantheress(Voiced by Taraji P. Henson): She and Diane are like Wolf and Snake(BFFs for a long time) like if they were sisters in arms as they trained together in kung fu to unleash their inner beast. As she met Melinda, she admired her and her boyfriend Mr. “Lou” Shark for their art of disguise.
Agent “Emmylou” Hogwild Pig(Voiced by Leslie Jones): In her Southern twang, Hogwild, Jessie and her boyfriend Mr. “Pepe” Piranha could take them down a muscle bash!
Agent “Joy” Doom Raven(Voiced by Rachel Bloom): As a moody goth girl herself, Doom couldn’t care less about opening up her emotions but when Snake and Dee-Dee teased her for it for the most of fun, she tried her best to make the best of her sarcasm.
Agent “Rhonda” Shortfuse Chihuahua(Voiced by Courtney Miller): Mostly the silent type but aggressively hyperactive, Shortfuse mostly gets hyper when it comes to those who’d do anything to piss her off and sometimes get into a sugar rush (do not give her any). She may be small but she’s got big muscles to attack like Piranha!
With those agents, the gang becomes Shadow Squad G to fight the forces of evil in the hands of bad from the evil Professor Marmalade.
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brighteyedspitz · 1 year
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we have YET ANOTHER extravagantly bewhiskered little guy in the shelter!
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teethw0lf · 2 years
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I still have to make animal drawings of Bruno, Abbacchio, Mista, Trish and Narancia and here are some ideas I have for that. And some lore. Because this may or may not end up as a fan fiction later.
Narancia is a wolf. Specifically a really small one. A really stunted little wolf. He doesn’t look scary, he has big puppy eyes, he has a small pointed snout. But at the end of the day he’s a wolf and you shouldn’t under estimate him.
Mista is a dog. Not one that looks like a fleeting white ghost like fugo, but he’s a DOG dog lol. He stinks. One of his ears falls over. His tail is dangerously stiff when it wags. He has a stupid pointed mouth full of dumb sharp teeth. His tounge always hangs out the side of his mouth. I’d say he’s probably a Belgian malinois. He’s ambitious and will find any way possible to finish a mission.
Bruno is a large or medium sized feline. A melanistic puma. He’s stealthy and watchful, like giorno. He’s intelligent and shifty, and knows how to melt into nothing more than just a shadow, and when he’s ready, his shadow becomes fangs and teeth and claws before you have time to realize you’re dead. He’s efficient, cunning, sly, and an agile fighter. But he’s also warm, and soft, and has kind whiskers and a nice soft pink nose, and sparkly blue eyes that aren’t as scary when they’re smiling at you. I think he’d have a very loud purr he uses to calm his animal gang when tensions are high.
Abbacchio is of course a lion. A really tired looking one. A dethroned king of the jungle. His mane is long and falls around his shoulders like a weeping willow or a waterfall. He’s grumpy and pessimistic. He shows his teeth at giorno for so much as going near him. He spends most of his time beside Bruno, where he’s comfortable. Where he has a purpose. But underneath the droopy mane of that sad lion is still the heart of a just and righteous lion, whether he’s forgotten it or not.
Trish should be pretty obvious. A little cat. The kind that lived most of her life clean and brushed and fed and tended to. She’s got a long silky tail and dainty little paws. She’s particular about her food, her water, where she sleeps….all too bad since she has to be looked after by a gang of smelly wild animals in the woods…..am I going to offer lore for this AU? Soon!
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weirdo09 · 1 year
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omg will u give me some of ur ronance headcanons??? please sweetie 🥺💗
ofc, baby 🫶🏽💗
they’re max parents, it’s literally canon
robin just rambles on for ages and nancy will sit there with love in her eyes
they have two cats, one’s name is mr. whiskers (robin thought it was a cute name) and the other’s name is fiona
nancy casually steals robin’s clothes and robin just gushing over it
they both can’t cook for shit except nancy kinda knows the basics and robin just doesn’t want to set anything on fire
nancy regularly goes to family video to annoy steve along with robin “the lesbians are ganging up on me!” - steve harrington 1988
nancy - big spoon, robin - little spoon
robin, nancy and erica - a duo you shouldn’t mess with(they’ll humiliate you with no remorse)
that’s all, folks! (i can’t think)
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Micah's Bio
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" I Believe There's Winners And Losers, And Nothing Else Besides. "
Micah Bell III was born circa 1860 to Micah Bell Jr., a ruthless petty outlaw. When Micah was 17, in 1877, he and his father were on the run for the brutal double homicide of Roscoe and Jean Briggs, who were hung from the rafters with their throats slit. It can be assumed that he was his father's partner-in-crime throughout his upbringing, although evidence suggests that he also ran with his brother, Amos, for a time. Micah would later have a falling out with Amos, who, by 1899, is repentant of his actions and lives in California with his wife and daughters, whilst making it clear to Micah that he wants no contact with him, threatening to kill him if he's anywhere near himself and his family.
Micah is considered to be wild and unpredictable, even by the Van der Linde gang's standards. He is said to enjoy the action in his life, going as far as shooting what Arthur claims to be half the town of Strawberry in order to reclaim his prized revolvers. In spite of his brash nature, Micah is an experienced criminal and hitman, earning him the favor of Dutch himself. Micah has a poor relationship with most of the gang members, as he frequently antagonizes and bullies them, sometimes going as far as making colorful threats to those he dislikes. Besides Dutch, Micah also tries to get Arthur's trust and approval initially, despite Arthur openly disliking him, viewing him as selfish, untrustworthy, and opportunistic. Arthur's fears are proven true later in the game when Micah starts working as a mole for the Pinkertons after escaping from Guarma. When confronted with his disloyalty, Micah simply labels himself as a survivor, showing no loyalty to anyone but himself, highlighting his self-serving, every-man-for-himself attitude to life. Observing his interactions in the camp reveals his attitude to be a profoundly nihilistic one; he openly states his disbelief in the concept of right and wrong, seeing no true meaning to life, seemingly a justification for how he approaches things. Like Arthur, Micah seems to be aware that he is an immoral person, stating that if damnation was real, he'd "feel right at home there". Nevertheless, in contrast to Arthur, he has no remorse for the things he has done and doesn't make any effort to redeem himself.
In 1899, Micah has shoulder-length, blond hair, as well as a thick horseshoe mustache and side whiskers. Micah is slightly portly and often wears an undone black leather coat, a red shirt, or a black shirt accompanied by a red vest, a green neckerchief, beige trousers, and a white hat. He's also seen sporting a short-tailed, buttoned-up leather coat. In cold temperatures, he is instead seen with a long brown leather coat, while in warmer climates he's seen without a jacket and just his red shirt. Micah is armed with a pair of custom Double-action Revolvers with "Vengeance is hereby mine" engraved into the barrel, sporting dark grey frames and grips that are painted red and black in a skull-like design, which he uses with immense skill.
Bell is purposely vague and mysterious about his past, though he does mention that his father taught him that "sympathy is for the weak" and that the United States is a survival of the fittest, Darwinistic, dog-eat-dog world. He is clear about his view that the gang is too big and has too much "dead weight", labeling Uncle a "parasite" and listing Molly and Reverend Swanson as examples of people who don’t contribute anything and should be cut loose. When Micah, Arthur, and Bill head off to rob a stagecoach together, Micah mentions that his ideal gang was a "tight crew of five or six strong gunmen", but ultimately, Micah goes against his own idealistic by forming a large gang of his own by 1907, which contained at least 50 gunmen.
Micah has a callous and unsympathetic attitude towards death, brushing it off as "part of the game" in a conversation with Hosea about the Blackwater Massacre. After Kieran's death, unlike the rest of the gang, Bell doesn't mourn him and instead speculates that Kieran tried to sell the gang out to the O'Driscolls. He is similarly dismissive of the deaths of Hosea and Lenny, stating that the former was "dying anyway" and derisively ridiculing Lenny's confidence, saying "you know what they say about pride before a fall...". He is also cruel to animals, which is evident by the fact that he frequently kicks Cain and is even implied to have killed him when the dog disappeared.
Micah is an atheist, stating on various occasions that he doesn't believe in God. He is cynical about religion as a whole, saying to Reverend Swanson that men and women of the cloth are "parasites" who deceive people into believing a greater evil and that his "being up in heaven doesn't give two shits about him", treating Swanson with evident disdain and stating to Susan at one point that he doesn’t like religious people. However, he doesn’t rule out the existence of Hell as an afterlife, even going as far as saying that he’d like to see what it’s like. Micah is dangerously shrewd and manipulative, capable of acting as a mole for some time without being discovered and making his way through Dutch's mind in order to become his right-hand man upon noticing that Van der Linde's sanity was starting to perish. Despite his selfish and imperious attitude, Bell appears to have his own sense of respect for those who he deems capable in combat. He surreptitiously shows some admiration for Arthur's skill and appears to enjoy fighting alongside him, even proclaiming that they always "get the job done". Likewise, he is regretful of the Callander brothers' deaths, lamenting them as "real fighters" - the only deaths he expresses any remorse for. In addition, he is quite charismatic when necessary, being able to verbally acquire information about a stagecoach with relative ease and later lead a successful, unprecedentedly feared gang of many men.
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For the writing game, 7, 11, and 28!
Answering these in reverse because 7 is a long answer! 
28. Who is the most delightful character you’ve ever written? Why?
I think to date, the most delightful characters I have taken the time to write are always some version of the most disgusting and decrepit old crone I can conceptualize, and they always have some form of magical power. The earliest iteration of this character-type in my work was an early interpretation of Dame Ragnell from the Arthurian legends. She was such a fucking hoot to write. Mostly because she’s a shapeshifter, and she largely chooses to appear that way.  The most recent iteration of this smelly old crone appeared in one Pathologic AU I was working on where there was actually a gang of stern Babushka matriarchs in the Town on Gorkhon. So I conceptualized Artemy’s paternal grandmother. I called her Emee Burakh and she smoked a bone pipe, had whiskers, and quilted as a hobby, on top of being rumored to control the weather. I’d love to do so much more with her. Sigh. 
11. Do you believe in the old advice to “kill your darlings?” Are you a ruthless darling assassin? What happens to the darlings you murder? Do you have a darling graveyard? Do you grieve?
I am reluctant, in general, to kill my darlings. Thinking about death in general is not a very black-and-white thing for me, because I struggle also with spiritual faiths. I do try to romanticize the return to the earth or the reduction to ash, but... There’s still a pit of dread that sits high in my throat when I do.  I also really like the 2006 film Stranger than Fiction. The whole premise of that story is a famous tragedy author struggling to murder her main character, because by strange happenstance; he is real, and she struggles with the reality of what she’s set out to do, and he struggles with a whole new kind of mortality facing him. 
That being said, I like to do a lot of new things with the same characters, so even if they die; they aren’t dead forever. Just one aspect of them, returned to the ether, and born anew. That being said though; I am exhausted by characters constantly coming back from the dead. I hypocritically tend to judge, if an author can’t commit to the damn murder. 
7. What is your deepest joy about writing?
I... actually have a lot to say about this. I wrote a poem once years ago that encompasses much of how I feel about writing. In short, the very nature of it is magical. But if you want the longer version, it’s under the cut here. 
When you are a child, words are magic. 
Little sketched runes and curls all lines upon a page. 
Somehow—these markings become words, and they are words that stay. 
When you speak a word, it fills your ears and the world around you. Then it becomes a part of the air, and it is gone as soon as it came. 
But then there are strings of words. Phrases and sentences and entire paragraphs that fill the room and affect your soul. 
There are no physics that apply to words. Physics and math alike say that the volume of an object is only as big as its container. You can only pour so much water into a glass. If the glass overflows—it is not big enough to contain what is inside. 
But a sentence does not defer to something as petty as the laws of physics—and yet—it is just as real as a glass of water. 
“I love you” is one of the heaviest things you can possibly bring into a room, but its containing sentence is hardly more than three words long. In a single volume, an entire world can hide. A world full of people with lives and stories and families and villages, cities, love and war. Words do not obey the laws of physics. If science cannot dictate language, then is language not a form of magic? 
How can words not be sorcery?
 With just a string of carefully chosen words, a man in a suit can send a storm of fire and death upon a neighboring nation. With a curt, sudden command: I can summon the image of a polka-dotted rhinoceros into your mind. With a passing comment, I can make you feel sinking dread by pointing out the lettuce you’ve had stuck in your teeth all day.
How can words not be alchemy? Alchemy is the ancient art of transmuting lead into gold. You take basic elements and turn them into something better; far more valuable. Every book I have ever read is a formulaic combination of the same twenty-six  basic letters. The alphabet is not a story, but with words—I can transform them into a book that will touch the soul and wring tears. 
Look at the religious doctrines that governed mankind for a millenia. The power and justification for a thousand good deeds and a thousand atrocities all contained in a book. Still made of components that were so small, reshaped, repurposed, renewed, revered, rejected.
Words. 
Words are magic, and they are only molded by shifting, living, laws with ancient roots. 
Thousands of years ago, someone looked at a piece of loose shale, pointed, and said ‘Rock.’ And somehow, we all agreed that those four letters were the truth. 
Only a short matter of time ago, someone looked at you, and they whispered a name. And even now, when you hear it—it tugs on a part of your soul with hidden, ghostly fingers and a power that can’t be physical—and somehow you know that single word is the truth. 
Magic be the words; for they are what we are.
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Chapter 4- Part 6
Next building- will this one give us some actual insight?
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Oh, don’t you worry, lady- Xera’s got a bone to pick with someone at the end of the tracks, so I think those gangs will be knocked down a peg sooner rather than later (maybe not the homeless folks though, they’re probably just trying to vibe).
Also, if you’re not using that item there, then Xera’ll just take that-
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OOOOH, she’ll very much take that!!
Now, here we are back at this like…central area. There’s another house on the east side here, but a blonde guy in front. Let’s fight him first and foremost.
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Down this alleyway, where does it look like she’s going?
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Oh, so this guy gets to have a Ground-type, but not Xera? I see how it is, game!
On the bright side, I don’t need Whiskers for this one. With the Rain in effect, Riptide should make very quick work of this Sandshrew.
If my friend who is a huge fan of the Sandshrew line is reading this- I apologize for the annihilation that is about to happen.
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One Water Gun was all it took, RIP.
His next Pokémon is yet another Ground-type, Diglett, but this time I’ll use Summer to defeat it.
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Growth should be enough to pretty much one-shot this Diglett with Mega Drain.
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You know what? The most reasonable thing an NPC Trainer’s said after being defeated so far.
First, what’s in this house here?
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A…technology room. Okay, cool, this should have something neat!
Looks can be deceiving, though- there’s literally nothing in here, and I clicked on the machines, the books, and the trash cans. What is this place’s purpose?
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But at least we have a suspicious-looking tunnel! Maybe this one will have some actual neat stuff in here?
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…How is it still raining in this tunnel?
Anyways- hello sir, would you like to engage in combat?
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You talkin’ about me? You talkin’ about Xera? Excuse me?
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Alright, just a regular bug, nothing too scary here. I’ll just use Streak for this, no big deal. Oh, what’s that move it’s using-?
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…You know, I was joking about Paralysis being the next status effect I’d run into. I really ought to just keep my mouth shut.
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Luckily, being paralyzed didn’t actually do much to deter Streak from defeating the Scatterbug- I don’t even think it proc’ed at all? Still, I won’t risk it for the guy’s next Pokémon.
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And hey, we’ve got the other Nidoran this time! I’d try and Zen Headbutt right off the bat, but…I wanna try Sing really fast, to see if it’ll actually hit.
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It worked, the coin flip was in Xera’s favor! Now we can Zen Headbutt the Nidoran with impunity (assuming it doesn’t immediately wake up).
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…So is this guy just venting to Xera now? You good, buddy?
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