Your request with Ace being a father pls its so cute and heartbreaking🥺 and how you mentioned Sabo at the end gave me an idea 🧍🏻‍♀️ how about, as Luffy thoughts, Sabo helps reader and Ace’s child and goes as much as he can to Wano ? He really loves his nephew and at the end reader sees Sabo as more than the uncle of her child (obviously it’s reciprocated). The child really loves his uncle too, Sabo tells him stories about his father. He knows Sabo isn’t his father but along the way, he starts seeing Sabo as such. And maybe it’s difficult for Sabo to be here because he’s a revolutionary? (some angst to spice things up) If they end up together with an happy ending it’s as you want 🥴 I just really loved your work, it made me discovered your blog thank you for your time ❤️

awww tomg it’s wild, i didn’t expect ppl to like it like that one, but i’m glad you did (◍•ᴗ•◍)❤ sabo is tragically family-oriented, so i can see this happening & i do love tragedy and romance, so i hope you have fun reading this one too ❤️ (also thank you, that means a lot)

1.8k, fem reader, sfw (a lil fluff if you look w binoculars & angst but not too too much), 18+ mdni, sabo is a big softie deep down what can i say, no real warning except that i'm sad over ace all over again

with the assistance of robin, luffy crafts a short, somewhat unintelligible letter to his only living brother; sabo’s face blanches at the contents, knowing exactly who it is without needing to see the childish signature at the bottom. without giving too many details away, he’s able to pick out the clues his simple-minded brother leaves him, not bothering to tell anyone where he’s off to before he seeks you out. with kaido out of the picture, it’s much easier to travel to wano — being second-in-command of the revolutionary army has its perks, along with plenty of danger. he knows this more than anyone — knows that he should be more careful, should consider what potential danger his presence might bring about, but he can’t help it.

when his memories resurfaced after nearly a decade, it took him some time to adjust. all of the things he thought were true suddenly felt heavy, dream-like, and maybe he’s started to reconsider the path he’s chosen in the name of justice. he packs light, travels like the wind — fast, ruthless, necessary — barely sleeps, the anticipation eating at him night after night.

because luffy assured you that sabo — the sabo that ace once thought was dead, from the story that sat with you for years, that made your heart break repeatedly, not just for ace but for your son, as well — is alive and well and that he will, most assuredly, take care of you.

it’s a comforting thought, one that you thought was made with good intent, but that you didn’t quite believe would be actually true. until, sabo stands on your doorstep, knocking repeatedly — eager, nervous, and a bit emotional. you���ve never seen what he looked like, so it takes you by surprise when a tall, blond man greets you with a grin — it mirrors luffy’s and ace’s, surprisingly. your older sister is out for the day, so she won’t chastise you for letting in a complete stranger, and your son is taking a nap, giving you both the time you need to get acquainted.

before he even tells you his name, you know who he is. his mannerisms are refined, yet a little rough around the edges — you assume he’s had formal training at one point in his life, but don’t actually press him for the answer. you mean to ask him to prove that he’s actually ace’s adopted brother, but his mini-me wakes suddenly, crying loudly, big, fat tears gliding down his chubby cheeks as he stumbles towards you.

sabo, in the middle of drinking the tea you so kindly prepared for him, chokes on the hot drink, spilling it down his dark shirt, standing from the table and unable to believe his eyes.

he’s seen a lot, working as a revolutionary, but this — this… this was too much.

even his reunion with luffy took him by surprise; he had to hold himself back in order to allow his younger brother to process everything. and now, the same is happening to him; again. as you tend to your son, sabo watches, doing his best to keep it together, fingers trembling so he balls them into a fist as he watches the scene before him. his eyes never leave you, which is a problem; one of the reasons why you fell so fast for ace was due to his uncanny ability to see more than he lets on. sabo is the same; that sharp perceptiveness unnerving, putting you on edge.

yet, you can’t bring yourself to tell him to leave. if anything, it brings a familiar feeling, one that you want to keep as close as possible. your son peeks at him from tear-stained lashes, blinking slowly, the unknown man should scare him, but he doesn’t. sabo’s gaze softens and he takes long, measured steps towards you both. like his father, your son is a pretty good judge of character, so it’s no surprise that he takes to sabo right away.

he crouches down to talk to ace’s son, amazed at how similar he is to the father he’ll never know. and, while sabo only has the child version of ace in his mind, he has no doubt that his sworn brother barely changed over the years. his smile never wavers, even as he picks his nephew up, even as he spins the child around, watching in amusement as he laughs and laughs and laughs. the sound is infectious, so you laugh too. and sabo, who spent a lifetime chasing away his inner demons, smiles genuinely, a warmth enveloping him, one that will keep him stable for many years to come.

you insist he stays over, and he doesn’t fight the invitation, wanting to talk to you more, to understand his brother — his motives, his dreams, his reasoning for coming to wano in the first place. it’s early in the morning by the time you finish your story to completion; sabo drinks it all up, content that ace knew a bit of happiness before he died, grateful for your role in his life. he places a large hand over yours, squeezing it gently, thanking you repeatedly, tears revealing a much darker truth that he thought he buried deeply.

so you sit with him by the fireplace, not wanting to leave his side, completely understanding that level of sorrow. life truly is as unkind as it is beautiful; despite all of those negative feelings, the ones that weigh you down late at night, you still manage to find some semblance of peace — in the form of your son’s smile, his morbid curiosity, his striking resemblance to his father in more ways than you can count. sabo, while he doesn’t think he deserves to be here, not when his brother died in the midst of battle, enjoys the time he spends with you and your son. he stays for much longer than he means to, and on his last day, he promises to keep in touch — going so far as to leave behind a sum of money for you.

it’s another three months before you see him again. your son has grown a bit more, is a little more of a handful each day, but sabo is all the more excited to see him like that. 

he brings gifts for both of you, and even after you tell him repeatedly that he doesn’t have to, he insists on it. you don’t have it in your heart to refuse him — especially when he gives you those adorably stubborn looks, the ones that remind you of ace, the ones that mirror your son’s. it’s funny, you didn’t think you’d find comfort in the company of another like this again, but it gets harder and harder to say goodbye to him each time he visits. for your son, it’s equally devastating. he gets quite used to sabo’s presence, cries when he’s not around, likes when he gets to play with the man who you tell him is his uncle, but he insists is something more than that.

because you’re used to the stubborn streak your son has, you don’t fight him on it; mostly because a part of you understands how he feels. 

sabo is quite charming, devastatingly handsome, highly intelligent, strong — you love ace, or loved, rather, and always will, but something about sabo’s presence feels just like home. with each visit, you miss him more and more; and one night you confess as much to him. it’s after you’ve cleared the table, after you’ve washed and dried each dish, after sabo’s tucked your son into bed, and you’re able to properly talk to him.

a moment of hesitation makes you think you’ve said the wrong thing, but sabo smiles at you, a bit sad, a bit hopeful, and wraps his arms around you, pulling you in for an embrace that feels much more intimate than it should be. instead of pushing him away, you bury your face in his chest, inhale his scent, commit him to memory — because you don’t know the next time you’ll see him again. you know the line of work he’s in is rather dangerous, and you know better than to keep faith that he’ll come back alive — life on the grand line is rough, unpredictable, and he’s wanted by the world government.

you sure know how to pick them, don’t you.

this doesn’t phase him one bit, however, as he’s made up his mind. he’s grappled with the guilt of falling for you for long enough. it gets harder for him to resist touching you, to stop himself from wanting to kiss you, from staring a little too hard whenever you’re within eyesight. when sabo wants something, he goes for it; and, besides, he’s sure this is what ace would’ve wanted. for you to be with someone who will take care of you — and your son — who will love you despite how messy your life is, who will protect you til his dying breath (something that terrifies you). you don’t realize you’re crying until he rubs his hand on your back, soothing you in soft tones, his voice deep, yet melodic, a lullaby that will keep you safe for years to come.

your heart yearns for what it can’t have; that’s what you keep telling yourself. even after he assures you that yes you can have what you want, that he won’t falter, that he’ll come back to you alive — he’s already died once, after all. the thought is laughable, a little romantic, and tragic. you want to believe him so badly, but can’t bring yourself to do so. he knows it’s an impossible dream; but if there’s one thing about sabo, it’s that he will make the impossible happen, no matter how long it takes.

his lips coast along the curve of your cheek, dropping an impromptu kiss there, before moving to the other side. you sigh, fingers clinging to his jacket, the tears neverending — you’re not sure when you became this emotional, but he continues to place soft kisses along your skin, until he gets to your mouth. he takes his time kissing you, mapping out the shape of your lips with his tongue, a hand on the back of your neck, holding you steady as he brings forth a need that doesn’t quite make sense to you. the kiss is a promise; that he’ll come back to you no matter what, that he’ll try to stay for longer next time, that one day it’ll be the three of you for real.

and you receive his kiss with a gusto, wanting to believe him so badly, and maybe — just maybe — things will work out. maybe you will get the happiness that you’ve been chasing, maybe you’re not as alone as you think you are. sabo is of the same thought, having not realized that his heart was missing something until he met you. it makes it that much more difficult for him to part from you, but he does it knowing that he has a goal in mind, that he’ll make it so you can be together without difficulty; that your son will have the family you want him to have, and that he, too, will have some semblance of happiness that won’t leave him raw and unfeeling afterwards.

sea brine, lizard-gulls, and the things that lurk | kit fisto x jedi!reader

A/N: been thinking about kit fisto and how much i adore him. also been stuck with my writing a bit, so i forced myself to write this as a pick-me-up. the canon timeline i allude to might be a little out of order, so i do apologize if anything is a lil bit messy. 😔 

and tbh, the more i learn about the jedi, the more i become anti-jedi. fuck the council. 😡🤬

hope you enjoy! kippis! 💗

summary: familiar places, the pain of too many memories, and the signs that foretell.

content: angst, hurt/comfort, gn!reader, pre-relationship? idk they’re definitely more platonic with each other, cultural dissonance, tragic pasts, reader has two (2) moms, jedi slander and defamation, grief, hugs, implied tragedy at the end

word count: 2,445

Even though it’s hours later and hundreds of miles after, the tangy scent of ocean water clings strong to the inside of your nostrils.  When you dip your chin, press your nose to your shoulder, the scent of lingers on your clothes too— perforated into the fabric like black ink on white linen. Beach sand still clings to the leather of your boots, to the shins of your pants— dried to a light tan crust that contrasts the deep browns. If you shimmy, the sand falls to the floor and you can feel it crunch beneath the soles of your shoes. 

All of it something that will never get fully washed out or cleaned away, something that stains and won’t be forgotten without a fight.

Something like memory, a fickle thing that plunges deep into your mind and causes a ripple effect— that sinks to the abscesses and breeches the surface when nostalgia rears its head. Something like familiarity, like having the answer tease on the tip of your tongue.

Kit has been quiet since the ocean and her sparkling shoreline. The Jedi sits forlorn and patient in the passenger chair next to you, his large hands clasped atop his lap. He hasn’t looked at you since you piloted the ship away from Glee Anselm, since the watery turquoise planet had been lost to the streaking lights of launching into hyperspace.

He hasn’t said anything directly to you either, not even after the scuffle not long ago with a pirate ship that knocked out some key sensors and the ship back to flying sublight. Instead, Kit keeps his head turned to the canopy window parallel to you, gazing out into the infinite expanse of space.

You wonder if the never-ending blackness reminds him of the vast blues of his home, of oceans and seas, lagoons and underwater caves...

“It does.” Kit’s whisper, although barely audible, has the same potency of a shout, and results in you jumping. Kit turns his head to you, head tendrils shifting, and he smiles knowingly. Once again, you had projected your thoughts too loudly, a habit that you have yet to break and struggle with. Embarrassment warms your cheeks, as does the regret that creeps in at being caught wondering something so personal to another person.

“I’m sorry, Kit.” You say, offering the chartreuse Nautolan a sheepish grin, who only lifts a hand from his lap and gestures dismissively.

“There’s nothing to apologize for, starfish.” He replies simply, offering you that sunny grin of his, though you notice that its brightness doesn’t quite reach his eyes. Instead, the inky sclera and barely visible irises and pupils are dulled with a distant look, a type of pain that lurks beneath the surface. Your grin turns to a soft frown.

“Are you okay?” You inquire softly, tilting your head and gaging the reaction the Jedi Master gives you. His expression falls in a way you’ve never seen before, a profound sadness washing away any remnant of his smile like a waterfall over rocks. Kit averts his gaze back to the cockpit canopy, and the lights from buttons and switches reflect in his eyes.

And, like a faithful dog, the universe sits patient behind the glass.

“I... No. No, I’m not.” The Nautolan confesses in a sigh, his chin dipping low and nearly touching his collar. The tendrils at the side of his head obscure his frown which makes his down-turned gaze more poignant, more tired. Then, the look in his inky eyes shifts again, a hardening like the beginning of a swirling ocean storm, when the clouds turn dark and threaten thunder.

“It has been years since I have sworn to the Order.” He continues, glancing at the silver hilt on his hip, a grimace forming on his face. Kit unclips the lightsaber from his belt, his large hands turning and rolling the smooth metal in his hands, over and over. He treats it with an odd mix of pride— He has worked hard for his title, his weapon, his honor— but something remains regretful, resentful almost.

“And for it— the Order— I have been forced to give up everything else.” Kit says, his tone a pained bitter you’ve never heard it in, so used to his general good cheer and urbaneness. It’s a change that you’re not accustomed to, but one you can... relate with.

The Jedi found you on your homeworld of Haruun Kal, when you were a young child, no older than six. You trained beneath a multitude of Jedi Masters, who remained nearly faceless and completely nameless to you. Like so many other Padawans of your circle, you can’t remember the names of those who trained you. You highly doubt Kit remembers his mentor.

Tragically, you can’t remember the names of your mothers either.

That’s the part that bothers you most— that has for years and years, but you’ve forced yourself to squash it to the deepest recesses of your mind— for lack of any more appropriate wording, that the Jedi stole you away from your home, your mothers, and raised you on Coruscant to be a tool of war. 

There’s an innate cruelty to all of it, an inherited, archaic flaw in the draconian system— stolen children to become stolen Padawans which strive to be stolen Jedi— all of it stolen life. You can hardly focus on the controls in front of you, knuckles white on the steers of the ship. The Force shivers around you, like two women who watch as a stranger takes away their confused and frightened child.

“Glee Anselm reminds me of faint memories— Ones so distant and removed by time that sometimes I believe them to be dreams.” If Kit heard your thoughts again, or at least felt your bubbling hurt fury, he doesn’t mention it when he speaks. For that, you feel as though you should almost thank him for keeping the conversation about him.

“What are they?” Your voice is raw when you ask, as if you’ve been speaking for years to an audience that’s never listened. Kit sighs, glances over at you, and the pain in his eyes reflects your own. Although you’ve been close with the Nautolan since you were both Padawans, you’ve never shared such an experience like this before. 

“I remember the lizard-gulls and their cries. How they sounded like the wails of a dying child.” Kit starts, morbid and grim, but it creates the perfect image in your head— A ferocious beast cunningly masquerading as an ailing Nautolan babe, all to pique the attention of an unfortunate, too kind soul. Glee Anselm lizard-gulls are infamous for their terrible song.

“I remember... Was it my mother?” Kit’s voice drops to such a low whisper you have to strain to hear him. Your heart aches terribly, the type of hurt in your soul that wraps its claws around your chest and squeezes. The pressure feels like drowning, and you want to reach out and hold his hand that’s clenched into a tight, trembling fist.

He doesn’t remember his mother either.

“I think I remember my mother telling me that the gulls are dangerous— To not believe their cries.” Kit continues, reclipping his lightsaber to his belt in a way that almost looks as though its burned him. It clicks against his seat when it falls from his hand, a tiny plink that somehow carries with it generations of spilt blood, former Jedi souls, and too many robbed lives to count.

For a long while, you’ve been disillusioned with the Order, especially now with how they’ve gone about in the Senate and their reaction to the Separatist movement. Not to mention the death of Qui-Gon Jinn (Oh, his very name makes your heart burn), to which the reaction from the Council felt very much like a cover-up. They never liked him and his ideas, and when he was killed, you got the distinct impression from them that they were relieved he was gone.

As you had from the Chancellor himself, whom you trusted as far as you could throw him, and whose eyes never reflected his smiles.

“What is our purpose, Kit?” You ask, realizing that you had been quiet for a very long time and that your eyes have gone misty with tears. They rest unspilled on your waterlines, blurring your vision like rain on windows. He doesn’t reply immediately, and the silence between you both is filled with beeps from the controls, the sound of the air ducts.

“To bring peace.” Although he tries to say it with conviction, Kit’s croaked, half-question reply wrought doubt and unsureness to his words. You latch on to that and press further.

“To who? The Republic and its citizens, to the Order, to us— To the people we kill?” You spit venomously, blinking rapidly and not daring to look over at Kit, in spite of his stare resting heavy on your shoulders. A tear manages to escape your eye and you swipe it away before it falls past your nose. If your conversation partner had been anyone other than Kit, you would have been ashamed at your brief moment of weakness.

But this is Kit, and the Nautolan is kind and understanding— So different from any other Jedi you know, aside from Obi-Wan— maybe.

“We must have faith in the cause, starfish.” Kit’s reassurance is still a tad weak, and he sounds like he’s reciting words that have been spoken to him, and that he doesn’t fully believe in. You look over at him and your suspicions are validated— Kit’s eyes say something completely different:

“I don’t know what I am anymore.”

“He who sups with the Devil should have a long spoon.” You say quietly, the beeping of some alarm going off drawing your attention to it. It’s a welcome distraction, especially since you can feel the searing stare of Kit on your shoulders. In the security of your mind, you recognize that what you’ve just implied is faithlessness at best and treacherous at worst.

It also reminds you of Qui-Gon and his fate. A shiver runs down your spine.

“Do you think the Order is corrupt?” Kit asks blatantly, and there’s a smidge of offense in his tone, like you’ve unintentionally wronged him directly. Perhaps he feels you have— You did just implicitly undermine what it is to be a Jedi, the life that Kit (however unwillingly, at first) chose to pursue. And you, by proxy.

“I... I don’t know what to think anymore.” You reply evenly, trying not to hesitate as you pick your words carefully, “But I do have my doubts. Like any person.”

For a while Kit is silent, and in that time Coruscant comes into view and you’re able to send in a call to the command tower. The clone trooper on the other end directs you to an empty port, and you steer the ship down into the planet’s airspace. Before long, the ship is stationary on the dock, powered down, and yet neither you or Kit move. When the last of the console lights goes dark, Kit breaks the fog-like silence.

“You sound like Master Jinn, starfish.” Kit says at last, faintly disappointed, and that profound sadness is back, overlaying it all. You bite at your lip to force yourself to not frown, to dispel the image that pops into your mind’s eye of a kind-eyed, bearded man whose soul was large enough to love everyone around him deeply, and to care for those so often not. 

“It still hurts.” You choke, and Kit rises from his chair, stretching to his impressive full height before he takes those few steps over to you. He sinks to his knees next to your chair, and you swivel it to meet him. Kit’s pitch dark eyes hold no judgment, no pity— only the pained mutual understanding of knowing what it’s like to lose so much, and then even more.

“I know.” Kit says, and he shits so that you’re able to all but fall into his awaiting arms. You hold him tight, face pressed against the side of his neck, chin resting on one of his head tendrils, the leather ring tied around it rough on your skin. Kit is overall warm, but his skin is cool, like the heat within him is dulled, mellow like a calm breeze. His arms come up around you, tentative and slow, and their gentle weight on your back is soothing. You let out a shuddering breath, resulting in Kit rubbing a hand down your spine, then back up again.

No tears fall, thankfully, but that’s only because you’re not sure if you have any left to cry. Instead, you only squeeze your eyes shut tight and dig your nose into the junction of Kit’s neck and shoulder, attempting to sink the memories of Qui-Gon, Haruun Kal, and your mothers you hardly know anymore back into the deepest trench of your mind, where no light reaches them.

You’re half-successful, and so you focus back to Kit and the heat of his Force aura that is like sun-soaked rocks.

“Thank you.” You whisper to Kit, and his response that he hums tells you he too has closed his eyes, and is reveling in the warmth of you as well. Around you, the Force coos and calms, the taut atmosphere that had built throughout the duration of your trip loosening, relaxing.

“Thank you.” Kit shoots back lightly playful, and a smile tugs at your lips before you have half the mind to stop it. In response, you can sense Kit’s expression shifting into a grin, one of the sunny ones too— His best, sterling smile whose only equivalents is gold or the stars. The light of him brightens everything.

And even after hours and distance, still, the smell of the sea brine lingers— everywhere. It’s salty tang perforated into the fabric of robes, in your nostrils, and if you focus hard enough, on Kit’s cool, pseudo-damp skin— smooth and green like apples beneath your cheek.

This time, though, the sea brine and sand that stays reminds you of rolling clouds on the horizon, winds that pick up and toss the waves in a frenzy. It’s the darkening sky, the brewing storm, the lizard-gulls that circle that warn— Something is coming.

When Kit parts from you, the dread that suddenly gnaws in the pit of your belly feels like setting sail when the setting sun is blood red— Bad omen.

The feeling sticks even after Kit and you disembark and meet with several clone troopers, sticks like sand on leather boots.

Only a few weeks later, the bad moon rises.

Order 66.

*Sighs*

I’m bored let’s do a lore dump

It’s a Map~

Oh Yeah I mentioned a Sprinkle of Final Fantasy and KH but I haven’t talked about that Aspect of my Canon At all have I? Well truth be told it’s cause I’m focusing on getting the more Basic Aspects of my Oc’s Before I get into that but Guess who made this Baby on a Whim!

So this is the Map of the Isle of Light well the Main Island at least there are other Littler Bits of land Yet to surface I̶t̶’̶s̶ ̶t̶o̶t̶a̶l̶l̶y̶ ̶n̶o̶t̶ ̶s̶o̶ ̶I̶ ̶c̶a̶n̶ ̶A̶d̶d̶ ̶o̶n̶t̶o̶ ̶t̶h̶i̶s̶ ̶L̶a̶t̶e̶r̶ ̶h̶a̶h̶a̶ oh yeah did I mention it’s a FLOATING ISLAND!! Yeah P Sick right? Okay so I’ll go into the Island’s History and it’s Area’s but it may have some Spoilers I guess you could say but honestly I wouldn’t wait on me making a full fledged...Anything outta the Story I’ve made like I’ll sum it up (not here but like in general) but comics are hard Videos are hard Fics are hard maybe not individually but this is more of a Anime Series then an Anime movie if you feel me without further ado...Stuff

Oh god this was longer then expected

Some General Background

So The Isle of Light was Originally the Black Forest A Place of Freedom and Expression for all who lead lives who Needed to hide Such and Some Such was The Coven of the Black Forest made up of 3 sisters (not biologically also there was a 4th) they all found comfort and love with each other one being the Princess of the Kingdom nearby (The 4th and Littlest one) She had a fiancé who was Mad with a Lust for power and Control over things he Didn’t need power and control over He Treated the Littlest one Cruelly when the other 3 Decided enough was enough when he did...SOMETHING to Part of the Forest so Horrible it turned Dead and Cruel (Subtle Subtle Hint Hint Wink) When all 3 Of them saw the Ruin They went so mad they turned to Darkness and fought him and all his Manmade monstrosities there when the Princess Arrived there was so much Dark energy everywhere it was Bad like Real Bad So with her friends now monsters she Fought them with a heavy heart her heart broke so much she fell afterwards immediately Unintentionally Sending her Kingdom to somewhere nobody knows where she is though...That’s an even bigger question BUT the story would live on as a Weilder of the key blade who slayed 3 evil witches...(Oh yeah did I mention Crowley knows And that’s Why He Let the Girls Attend because he thought they might be the Black Forest Coven Reincarnated And the Prophecy that when they Awakened the “Keys to their Hearts once more” They’d Free The Princess From her Mirror Prison Oh Yeah also the princess DID Die But her Reincarnation Goes inside a Mirror and is trapped there when she turns 17 and Doesn’t leave until she dIES ALSO ITS HIS OLDEST DAUGHTER THIS TIME ALSO YES HE HAS 2 DAUGHTERS...Okay lemme just calm down..Also yeah she thought of the Princess System) but After a Wish got safe haven for all Keyblade Weilders (I have KH Oc’s other then these don’t ask Longer story they live and basically founded Fortana Haven) I guess the Isle of Light Rose from the Shadow Realm to be just that oh yeah also the Isle of light is literally that kingdom if ya didn’t know

Fortana Haven

(Some Love Nikki BGs for Visualization if I’m Wrong about this from being from Love Nikki Correct me pls and if this is your art sorry and I’ll take it down)

Okay this Place Basically a Modern Fairytale Everything is so Rustic~ but they Have Cafe’s and Stuff~ They’re still very much in Development as a City..or town..or whatever Boss of everything Locket Clover (An OG KH OC) Runs Everything Wonderfully she welcomes everything with open arms and If you wanna run a shop or want a Building for a particular Thing or Activity she’s Pretty open to the idea unless it’s Incredibly Dumb But she will make you get The Wood and Supplies and The Bricks and the Brick Stick Sauce or whatever it’s called she might get give you help constructing but dang is she a firm believer in “DIY” but I like how she’s Determined to Have a Good Balance between Industrial and Rural In fact there is a Mall (God knows how it got there) And that’s pretty much all there is for your Juicy Capitalism Fix She Runs “Hope Stir” Workshop according to Her boyfriend Ephmer It was always Called a workshop but for the longest time she did EVERYTHING Subtle Farmwork And Animal Husbandry ACTUAL Workshop things all cause she wanted to help every Weilder she knew out and made sure they had a place for food and such She is a bit of a Moneyholic but when you’ve been doing what she’s been doing I bet you’d be too overall While it doesn’t have much History yet Fortana Haven (4-Tana is how you say it btw) Is truly well a Haven

The Crowned Castle

(More Pics for Visuals I don’t think this is from love Nikki but if this is your artwork same applies I’m not gonna be the guy who Claims just cause it’s on google it belongs to everybody or something even though yeah I did find it on google)

The...Crown of the Isle of Light Before We came to the Isle for the first time Apparently Everyone In Fortana thought it was Haunted! Which..Fair enough Before we Placed the Princess Medals (Okay QUICK SUMMARY OF THIS BIT Okay so in the KH Mobile game there’s Medals and I wanted them to be in my story basically They’re Memories formed into powers when all my Oc’s Met the Princess’s Of Heart They Each got a Medal Representing them and then the Medals Restored the Castle I left out some details but basically that’s it) This Castle is the BOMB There’s Cool Pretty Princess Room’s And a Bedroom JUST FOR SLUMBER PARTIES!! And it’s just a good Place to Vibe and Hang out with your friends (I’m sorry I’m about to Lore Dumb all over this place) The Princess’s Fiancé Made a Crown for her before she could put it on he put some of his Subconscious in it poor Eden When she wanted to get stronger for Malleus (Malleus is her adoptive big brother and she was upset cause she felt she wasn’t good enough ran away to get power and found the crown) It really did almost completely overtake her I shudder thinking about it “Kachow”...Ew (The fiancé said that a lot ok) a lotta bad stuff happened here but as selfish as this may sound I feel like I earned my spot here and I wanna keep sharing it with my friends

The Matteria Deadland

(Also Imagine some Pointy Mountains and some Lite Mech debris)

Man What to say... So Much Happened here as well probably Tragedy I can’t comprehend there is a few good places about this place though Diane likes to Scavange around Here for Interesting Debris Eden doesn’t like the Air around here but she says she finds Interesting Jewels here and Latte says the same thing so there is good to be found here We all come here every so often to try to help..Anything grow but they don’t call this deadland for nothing but still ya can’t give up hope! I wanna grow some beautiful Lillies here one day! Also hey! Also pretty cool name (Matter-RI-a is how you say it btw) All the sadness that happened here it actually did make the land rich in Metal if nothing else there’s even a whole Cavern we found in the mountains...it almost killed us but we found it

Opal Cove

(also these are Gacha Backgrounds)

Is this Place an Actual Cove? Idk

Is this Place super cool and pretty? Yeah

Is this one of my favorite places in this whole Isle? FRICK YEAH

okay I love a lot about this Isle but Opal Cove!!

Our mermaid friend Mitella I guess “Runs” the Place Our KINDA merman Friend Skye also spends a whole lotta time here Basically it’s a Giant Pool and rumor has it...It’s endless Water...CAUSE IT IS SOMEHOW CAUSE I KNOW weird thing is the Sand it’s at the end of the Isle so there’s not really a beach just...Sand Near Water Odd The Coral Near the Bottom or well “Bottom” Is SO PRETTY it’s like Crystals in the morning the light shines its SO DANG PRETTY I’m glad Mitella is a Sea Witch Or else we couldn’t go so deep underwater it’s SOOO worth it!! She does NOT let a lotta people at once though Heck she doesn’t like Skye that much from what I can tell but she makes an Exception for ~friends~ So...BE NICE TO OUR CUTE MITELLA I’m glad we have a Convient Place for Blitzball practice and also Swimming around with pretty Mermaid Tails (New Nix Mermaid Action Fashion Doll only 25.99! Get it for your Child or they’ll cry!! Also a 5 dollar Boy doll take his Shirt off! That’s it!) Hyde Mi And Skye are kinda an Iconic Trio Mi Also Teaches how to swim with a mermaid tail better for the Weilders who wanna go to Atlantica Hey Mermaids gotta eat so get a Swim Lesson! (And also a transforming Mermaid Doll!)

Bianco Nero Forest

Well tbh I have the least to say because it’s Appeal is simple ADVENTURE AND MYSTERY! Lots can happen in Bianco Nero it’s Basically the Base foundation of the whole Isle! Presumably cause it’s the Black Forest or was at least though it can be dangerous it’s the only place heartless are know to appear in the whole isle (So where you’ll grind In the Video Game that’ll definitely happen :Says the girl who can’t commit to a single comic) They drop all sortsa cool stuff! Heck you can FIND Cool stuff just...Around so..Yeah!!

It’s 2 am maybe I’ll edit this later thanks for reading sorry I got obviously tired by the end goodbye my dearests~ (Seriously y’all deserve like a reward for reading this dumpster fire) I was inspired by those maps in those scholastic books like the Rainbow Fairies I think it was called (Anyone remember those?) that had lil maps in the beginning and also the map’s stickers all on PicsArt

if you pass by your soulmate but don’t meet them, the day you passed them will repeat over and over until you finally find them. (Ted and ??? )

oh my god and this would have been when Ted started working at THE OFFICE!!! Which totally fucking works for... CCRPOLY!!! All of them!!!

So He goes through his first day, getting all introduced and he’s funny but a lil slimy as a first impression instead of an unbearable douche (that happens after a few weeks of working with him)

He meets Bill, he meets Paul, Davidson, Melissa, Charlotte, some tech and warehouse employees, and to welcome him to the office they all go out for coffee and he meets Emma, too.

When Ted wakes up to the same damn day he’s kind of annoyed that This was the day, because first of all- it almost HAD to be one of his new coworkers, and secondly, that would take for Fucking Ever to figure out. Spending each day dwelling on one person with the odds slim would mean he’d be replaying this day for a week.

So he does, getting more and more frustrated because he kissed Bill in the parking lot and it felt Real but no, he wakes up to his first day again.

And Charlotte feels so comfortable to vent about her marriage (probably because she’s had to find soulmates that are Not her husband on 3 seperate occasions before now) and Ted and her share a cigarette and hold hands and he is in love with giving himself up for tragedy so He thinks it has to Be Charlotte but it ISN’T

So it’s got to be the assistant. Melissa’s pretty, but Ted feels awkward just talking to her, about how she looks at him. He quickly decides that he does not want someone to be his soulmate cause they see their Dad in him, so he actually gives up halfway through the day and speedruns through Davidson and the I.T department, beginning to flirt- He actually gets in quite a bit of trouble, so he’s almost hoping to replay the day.

And he does. He’s almost visibly bored and upset as the day progresses, and that’s when Paul notices him. And some kind of fire lights when Paul Notices Him. Ted’s thinking this has to be it, but his thoughts still manage to wander even as he bonds with Paul. He actually tells Paul he’s trying to find his soulmate. Paul thinks its very sweet, and its so charming that Ted has admitted this after spending a whole day with him. And then He admits he’s had several repeat days in the span of the last year, and this is one of them. They’re both convinced, and in their excitement hook up at Pauls place.

Something hurts within Ted when he wakes up in his own bed. He remineces the three people who have made him feel like this, and how he already cares about each of them.

And he decides the world must be a sick cruel place after all, so instead of focusing at work he speaks to those he brushes by, every single one of them. Learns their names.

Nothing. He wakes up more frustrated than before, far earlier than he’s supposed to due to restless sleeping.

So Ted, at 5 am, with 2 hours to spare until work, goes to Beanies. And he finally really gets to meet Emma. Because who the hell else in hatchetfield is getting coffee at this local version of starbucks at 5:30? So Ted begins to think- hey. This is my soulmate. She’s my soulmate.

In a spur of sudden confidence he asks her on a date, actually. Well, It’s not a date. He offers to take her to a different establishment somewhere else and taste something better than coffee, and she agrees to meet him when she gets off.

And its Lovely. It really is. While Ted is pondering over Emma being his soulmate, he’s also pondering over the other 3 he’s fallen a little in love with. And he feels terrible about it. But this has to be it, right? She’s one of the last people he met on this day. They have firecracker chemistry. He kisses her at the door of her appartment complex and she writes her number on his wrist all cheeky with a signature. They make out at the door of her appartment complex, But it’s Ted who has to pull away and bid her goodnight when all he remembers is how Bill tasted in that parking lot.

He shakes the feeling as he walks home, only punching Emma’s number into his phone as he slips into bed. ‘Goodnight, princess.’

He’s barely concious when the response comes. ‘G’Night, asshole.’ He beams, plunging into a restful sleep.

Ted wakes up slowly, for the first time. He rubs his eyes and something feels off. Maybe that something means it’s a new day, right? He can’t help his sleepy smile as his eyes adjust, reaching for his phone. If Emma just broke him out of this hell, she certainly deserves a good morning.

And then he can’t find the conversation, which is weird, but maybe its cause he was too tired to give her a contact name. He looks to his arm for the digits

It takes about a minute for shock to dissolve into some kind of frustrated sadness. He always thought he didn’t deserve a soulmate, but he didn’t know an eternal first day at work would be the result of his self deprication.

But he gets up. He doesn’t know how, but theres still a little drive in him.

Ted’s been fueled by the lifetimes he thinks he’s lost.

So he goes to work. He chats up paul on break and gains his attention cause he knows how to now.

He talks with Charlotte at lunch, but instead of just holding her hand for comfort he admits that Sam sounds like an asshole, and she deserves someone who legitimately could fall in love with her. Every morning. Not just once. And this time they Kiss. And Ted’s delighted enough to decide if the day repeats he’s doing the exact same fucking thing for forever when they do.

Ted chats with Paul at the end of the day, and something drives Paul to kiss his cheek. Something very similar drives Ted to squeeze at his hand and double-check he has his number. It’s another moment he’ll revisit when he wakes up today, but for now he’s living in the current today when he spots Bill.

He tells Bill he’d love to get to know him, cause they’d be working so closely. He teases Bill about his dresshirt while he’s at it, and Ted’s delighted when a flustered Bill offers beanies. Because he’ll see Emma before she gets off.

And he hits on her, just to see how corny he can be and still land her number. Instead of in his wrist this time, Ted gets a scrible on his coffee cup. But it feels just as right, when he goes back and gives Bill his drink. “What, you said surprise you- it’s called a frappecino, Come on you’ll like it.”

And Bill and Ted are at beanies until closing. Ted listens, which is a new sensation, but he does. As Bill talks and asks for some kind of sympathy which Ted gives generously. Bill’s situation is shit. He wants nothing more than to help him out of it. He places his hand on Bill’s, and not even two minutes later Bill is walking out nervously, citing something about his daughter as he nervously puts his coat on

And this is really new. Ted didn’t know what he had done, honestly. He calls after him, manages to stop him in the parking lot. The sun is going down when he finally puts a hand on bills shoulder. “What- what’s wrong- We can really just forget it, I’m sorry, Bill i just-“ “I can’t- I just can’t-“ “can’t-what?” “You. Again.”

Ted’s left with some kind of shock in his stomach as Bill heads to his car. “Again?” He repeats, but Bill’s already got the doors shut and Ted Can’t Move.

He blows it. He can feel it, when he walks home. He doesn’t even bother texting Emma.

He goes to sleep, knowing what he’s going to wake up to. And gets ready like he did the very first time. Goes to work like he did the first time. Does everything like the first time, cause he knows they’ll all go to beanies.

He gets everyone their coffee, as in their favourite kind, without prompt, and asks very politely if Emma can take it to the table for them. He tips her 50 bucks, and assures the rest of them he’ll cover their bills.

They sit at a table and the other three try to get Ted caught up on work details or people he may not know enough about. He quiets them as their coffees come, and before Charlotte can ask him how he knew how much she liked chai lattes, he clears his throat and asks emma to just take a breath here.

“Alright. It’s my Fucking millionth time doing this day. And I have a theory. Paul, you mentioned something about multiple repeat days? No- not today, the second today.” He pressures, and all Paul can do is nod and blush, muting himself with his black coffee. “Good. Now, we’ve all been here before, haven’t we?” Ted’s eyes are on Bill now, who can’t hold the stare. Emmas transfixed now, nodding a little. “You know-“ “sshhhh, princess. I do know. Multiple soulmates exist. You typically pick the one you find first or the one closest to you- but look what happened, huh?”

“What happened?” Charlotte questions, and ted stands, grabbing for his iced latte and lookinh down. “Nothing, Charlotte. I just fell in love with all four of you. Because I think you’re all my soulmates.” Ted gets it out, looking over puzzled faces. “Damnit- it doesn’t matter, does it. Because either you’re not and I wake up today again, none of you remember, or you ARE all my soulmates, and tomorrow we talk that out. I’m exhausted, theres my number.” He points to the scrap paper on the table.

“I’ll see you guys tomorrow.” He dismisses, and then He’s Gone.

He wakes up to 3 messages, but 1 comes up as he finally rises from bed.

‘Good morning, asshole.’

[[Harley saves the day!]]

[[and ascends to godhood in the process. Discord thread with writing i’m proud of. starring @cosmosfated!]]

Kairos

Gaunt, unhealthily thin, as if he hasn't eaten well in months, or has been on a diet of punishment for one reason or another and the people who have captured him are using it against him. His clothes hang on him as if they're hanging off pure determination to keep going rather than anything healthy. And indeed there's a sliver of red in his violet eyes as if he had made a batch of DETERMINATION just for himself in the recent months or so, or perhaps in the recent week.

But here and now, Harley Quinn told him to crack a joke. For some reason. "Hey, you." The cat monster looks at him from the other side of the electricity fueled bars that he's leaning up against and feeling the rush of. "What did the faerie tell the priest in response to religion?" The incredulous look and the response of 'what??' is enough for him.

He has very little enthusiasm to his voice when he speaks this time but it's a pun, he knows his dad overhears it. "Well I'm not FAEthless." That earns him an eyeroll from the cat monster but that's not what he's waiting for.

A flutter of hope in his chest. (Save me, itches a dull prayer in his throat like burning a clove in the fireplace.)

Harley Quinn

Harley wasn't expecting to be changed into a halloween fairy costume covered in glitter, but she's thankful that the tutu dress is at least in her favorite colors.

her baseball bat has 'become' a part of a cross, slid through the bottom of a shotgun. she smiles and bashes the monster across the face before cocking the gun. "The power'a Winchester compels you to open this cage."

Kairos

Kairos smiles from his place on the floor and he can't help but give a two finger salute. "Ello, Mx." Carefully not giving out her name to this captor of his but also granting her the awareness that he hears her coming in.

The cat monster had whipped around just in time to be hit right across the face and honestly it hurts like it had more damage upon it. Wide eyes search for a way out of this and reaches out and instead casts a binding spell on Harley in an attempt to keep her still. No need to get violent just yet.

Harley Quinn

"Hiya hon. Just call me Tinkerbell." she winks before feeling the spell hit.

it travels up her body, even squeezing in like ropes, showing off the gymnast physique. "Oooh, kinky. unfortunately only the Missus 'r the otha Missus are allowed to do that." she may be bound, but she has just enough wiggle room to aim the cross and pull the trigger... into the knee.

"Shit; I was aimin' for ya foot."

Kairos

"Tinkerbell it is." The taste is unique. As a name, as an alias. As a savior. It's different from John. It's different from Clemency. It's different from Emrys. Softer, sweeter, with a hint of ash wood and gunpowder. He's not sure which he prefers. Mx. Quinn or Tinkerbell. He'll decide later.

The monster collapses to one knee with a gasp and a cry of pain, and there's a glare. "I've done nothing to you but bind you! Why are you even here? You're clearly not working for us. I should have you arrested for assault of a high ranking magi!"

There's a snort from Kairos. Yeah ok.

Harley Quinn

she wiggles her shoulder blades to make the wings flutter. "i raised a fae and helped em remember their true power; i know the rules better than my own blood pressure." she looks back down to the monster.

"oh, that ain't about what you did, its about what you didn't do. I gave a clear and simple instruction that you failed t'follow, but i'll give you a lil context as an apology for missin' ya foot." she offers a smile that's far too wide, with the wrong kind of teeth for a humanoid mouth.

"Numba one; the only person i work for is me. Numba two; tryin' to have me arrested will result in nothin' but a pile'a magi corpses for some poor bastard to clean up. Numba three, you are gonna drop this chintzy little spell and open the cage like a good kitty, or there ain't gonna be enough of you left to put inta a pet sematery." she cocks the shotgun, as a final warning.

Kairos

Kairos is slow to stand as if he's struggling with the weight of gravity. Or as if something is physically weighing down on top of him. He's almost tempted to wheeze out a name, use his last spell, his very last spell to call upon his dad, so that he can get extra help, but he's not sure how Tinkerbell would take that. So he just stands and grips the bars for a moment before releasing them again. Too much skin to the bars. Ow.

The cat monster hisses for a moment before taking a breath and hobbling to a stand, taking out a ring of keys and going to a rather unassuming one in the ring of pretty and decorated ones that look like they match other doors and unlocking the door. "There. Happy?" They grumble about needing a healer, or days off, now.

Kairos uses his coat to pull back the bars for the door and step outside. "Oh, hey, can I have that magic to eat?" To which there's a glare so cold it could freeze his soul. "... Nevermind then. Let's go, Tinkerbell. Before people show up from that shotgun blast."

Harley Quinn

She cracks her neck, and the binding magic snaps off, causing her eyes to widen, but no other show of surprise. "no, I'm not at all happy, actually, but i ain't here to play with you neither. pick a god and pray that you don't get put between me an' my goals again." she stops, seemingly listening to something. she purses her lips, considering it deeply. she looks to Kairos.

"If I'm gonna be Tink, that'd make you Peter Pan." she gives him a very serious gaze. it crackles with an energy, a specific one that is nonetheless easy to understand.

"Now answer me somethin, Petey. you and these mage guys, you've been doing this song and dance for a long, long time... your adoptive relative that you mentioned. Does he know about this? That you've been paying for his actions with the very blood and energy of your own body and soul? Does he know this, and still does nothing to protect you?"

Kairos

Within one blink and another, the cat monster disappears, but the sound of limping footsteps are heard running down the hallway. Running, like a coward- or like someone who wants to plot revenge. Whichever comes first.

Kairos however snorts. "Peter Pan? Interesting." But instead of dismissing it entirely he looks at her and considers her words. And then he grows sad at the mention of his adoptive relative. His dad. Why hasn't he told him? It's stupid. Maybe it shows on his face.

"No... He doesn't even know. I haven't told him. He's not... aware. I'm trying to keep this quiet because, well, I thought I could handle this on my own. It's not that he wouldn't be able to help, it's that I don't let him. Maybe I should." He shrugs. "We should get going." He turns and gestures to walk with him but doesnt start walking without her.

Harley Quinn

"i ain't judgin', yanno. that would be a serious breach of psychologist code." she tilts her head.

"but, y'see... i'm feelin'.... i'm feelin' somethin' i never felt before, and if it is what I think it is, then it might change our exit strategy. besides, i've taken out worse than that with one hand behind my back." she gazes down at herself, briefly.

"it's that kinda thing that you can't just shrug off and keep walking... y'gotta stop and give it a proper think through, you know?"

Kairos

"I don't want to bother him with this." He says very quietly. "I can't bring this up to him." He sounds almost... Scared? Like a puppy that's been kicked one too many times. But then he returns to that strong and haughty facade that he presents and grins. "Plus, I have one more spell that they haven't wrested from my clutches and I can use it right now to make sure that nothing stands in our way as we leave. Clean escape! No one gets hurt, and we're free to go! Everybody's happy!" Most of all, he can clean himself up before his folks find out about this little excursion.

"What good is thinking about it going to do anyway? It already happened. We're already here." He kicks at the ground. He wants to go. "I just want to get something to eat. And I know where their stash is and I can grab some before they even know. Easy pickings."

Harley Quinn

"You don't get what i'm sayin' here, Petey." the energy gets stronger, filling the room. its that smile you wear singing along to a song about hunting down a cheating lover, its that tickle you get when you see someone who did you dirty meet with karma, and have karma chew their face off. its the laughter you can't control when some blowhard gets his ass handed to him on a silver platter. its the comedy in others' well earned tragedy.

"what i'm saying is... well... i think you oughta let me take point... maybe stand a few feet back, even." she strides with her two weapons in hand, a murder walk. "lets see if we can't get you a little snack fer th' road first."

Kairos

The energy is so tantalizing. He can almost taste it. It's delectable and sweet and tastes divine. ... Divine. Godlike. Godlike? He reels and goes wide eyed at her. No. No... He shakes his head.

He takes a few steps back and bows to her, allowing her to pass. "Let's get something done shall we?" He can't wait to see what she'll do. He reaches out and plucks a thread and begins to weave a thread to lead them in the right direction. Like silvery strands that disappear into the light around them. Bringing people to steal from. It wouldn't hurt to eat.

Harley Quinn

"now now, no worship from you, Pete." she turns back and boops him in the nose.

"fae and religion don't mix, remember? you're the one who opened my eyes, and now i'm gonna stretch my wings on your enemies to show my appreciation. we're even-steven, got it?" she giggled as she continued onwards.

"yanno, in hindsight it kinda seems obvious; two people went into that vat'a potions and chemicals... and I'm the one who almost drowned in it! why should he be the only demigod? though that would mean two good things came'a that relationshit-show... naaaaaah i dove in of my own free will, he's got no claim to it." she hums as she inserts the bat back into the shotgun, then gasps in laughter.

"hey, it just occurred to me; ya joke about religion just got a million times funnier!"

Kairos

He listens. And he listens. He's become very good at listening to people talk amongst themselves, to themselves, around themselves, even when they don't think that he's around. He's become one with illusion and shadow as he has with light and day, and it's an interesting dichotomy to watch seeing as his main focus is indeed change and disruption. The wayward force that governs the way the tides of chaos and order change and dance on the wind. So he listens. He won't use this against her. That would be uncouth.

He tugs on a silver string and feels the breath be drawn out of him as they walk, and people skid to a halt in their path, only enough to handle, only enough to have heard the buckshot of a shotgun from down the echoing halls of a prison that is only full of SPECIAL prisoners. And he has to gather his breath again, breathe in, hold, let it out, hold. They'd not see him weak. This would make him strong, or so help him. He had to get stronger. He can't just rely on magic his whole life. He WILL get stronger.

The new information is sidebar to him and he hums. The real thing that makes him grin is the comment about his joke. "Didja? I tried really hard on it! I'm glad you liked it, Tinkerbell. Now, leave them at least partially alive for me to be able to eat."

Harley Quinn

the thing about "Tink" is that the whole thing wasn't a soliloquy, but was directed to him. not that she'd quiz him on what she said or anything, but she wasn't talking to anyone but him.... this time anyway.

"Oh no it was a real pissa; i wasn't wearing this before i got here yanno! ya summoned me and gave me a strong gag to work with! now, speakin' of strong gags..." she places the shotgun and bat carefully on the floor with great ceremony.

"here comes a runnin' joke!" she dashes forward and launches into handsprings and flips to get enough momentum to land a neat handstand on a mage in the middle. "Hiya, guys gals an' nonbinary pals!"

Kairos

"Really?" He can't help but laugh. He can't imagine his words summoning someone in such a fanciful get up. It's flashy and eye catching and oh so HIM but that's not suited for this mission. "Maybe I should be a bit more covert next time I summon you." As if this would happen again (and again and again-)

And he then watches her handspring off towards the mages that interrupted.

The magi in the middle squeaks, then growls in indignation and tries to reach up to grab Harley by the forearms and bodily toss her off, seemingly more fit than the last magi she squared up against. It again makes Kairos laugh because Tinkerbell seems far more capable of taking care of herself than these mages do.

Harley Quinn

She grabs the upper arms as they latch onto her forearms, using them as a fulcrum to swing herself down and around to scatter the formation. she lands on her feet and smashes her unwilling helper in the nose with her forehead.

Kairos

The mage stumbles back after being hit in the face and fires off a bolt of fire directly at her, mostly as a deterrent to get her to jump back and away but if she tanks it then she tanks it. This one won't use his big spells on her. He'll just body her as much as possible before being taken down.

Kairos plucks at the silver thread again and the mages behind the main mage lose their footing and fall flat on their ass. Might as well help out some while he can no? Pluck pluck motherfuckers.

Harley Quinn

she leap frogs right over the blast and does another hand spring to drive her heels right into the mage's chin.

"Order up, Petey! bon appetit! unless you like em more tenderized than this."

Kairos

The mage collapses back onto his ass and grunts, rubbing his lower spine for only a moment before going to get up. Kairos is there in a split second however and he smiles sweetly, hand on his shoulder, knelt down next to him. "At least you get something good out of this, aye?"

And with a placing of his free hand on the chest over the mage's heart, the mage's eyes widen before they roll back into his eyes, almost instantly unconscious. Lips curl back to show off his teeth, into a maddened grin, wanting so badly to EAT.

But then he hears the screams of the mages only ten feet away - 'star eater is going on a frenzy' this and 'the hu-ka'li is out of containment' that - and he it centers him. Can't let himself get carried away. He's not his ancestors.

Harley Quinn

"oh his frenzy is the least of your problems. LEMME DEMONSTRATE." she launched onto one of the loud mouths, her face elongating into a snout as she bends down. hyena jaws clamp down on the arm and rip it clean from the socket, crunching the bone in two. she looks back at Kairos with a blood soaked smile.

"take your time and eat your fill. just don't make yourself sick, okay?"

Kairos

Now the screams are more centered on Harley's actions than the fact that Kairos is out of his cell and feeding himself. But that's no matter. They'll cause chaos for themselves in due time.

Kairos chuckles at the blood, but it sounds weary, as if he's slightly discomforted by the sight of it. (Calm down. You expected this. The multiverse is bloody and cold and callous and heartless. Not every place is the way you built your world.) "The only thing that would happen like that is that I would get drunk and then I would actually go on a feeding frenzy and well, we need to try and avoid that." He says as he walks up to the one without an arm who is trying to get away from them both against the wall and just knocks him out via taking some energy from him. Not much but enough to put him out of his misery. Mages are too proud here to admit that they need help. "I'm more surprised you're not asking more questions." He says, something dark and strange dripping from his mouth and teeth like something viscous and heavy.

Harley Quinn

"ain't here to ask questions and pry into your business, Petey." she stands, licking her lips.

"i'm here to bust you out and bust some heads; you're no longer theirs to starve and cage and squeeze for information without so much as a thank you. you're under my protection, and my vengeance is swift, without mercy, and without consideration for their way of doing things." she rattles this off with such a matter of fact tone, as though it should've been obvious from the moment she appeared.

"if you can think of a better way for me to communicate this than what i'm doing, i'm all ears." her ears go from human to hyena, though whether this was a conscious act of punctuation, or the result of her pun, is impossible to distinguish.

Kairos

His gaze goes glassy eyed, distant for a little while as she talks. He registers what she's saying, but he doesn't understand. How could he? Someone not wanting to understand what he is to the point that they go mad with the hope that they can discover something new? Someone not wanting to cut him open and discover what makes him push and pull like a frog on the experiment table in high school biology? He doesn't get it.

But with a thought of his own - You're trying to escape. Don't let lies distract you. - he snaps to focus and he smiles. "Of course, Tinkerbell. That sounds reasonable for you." And for her, perhaps it does.

"But as for a better way of doing things..." He reaches out into thin air and takes out a thick spool of nearly translucent thread that glows with heavenly light. He hands it out to her. "A spool of thread that made some truth telling lasso. It apparently can't break unless you tell it to and lay hands on the thread. Keep them tied up instead of killing them or maiming them. It makes it easier for me to eat."

Harley Quinn

"Oh shit like Wondy! Nice!" She takes the spool and gets right to work trussing up the mages for market. Her ears are up to listen for further enemies

Kairos

He feels bad for the mages, he does. They gave him comfortable bedding, good food, good conversation (though most of it was information based), and they were kinder than most mages. And plus, they don't have to run into his sister here. She doesn't work here. He thinks.

But he IS hungry. And she IS offering.

So he pulls on some strings and brings some more mages to their path. He probably can't do this many more times but he needs to eat something. These ones are tougher, burlier, to reflect his need for more 'protein' in his diet.

Harley Quinn

"Ah, you need some beef, huh?" She smiles and rolls her neck before launching into one big spring, transforming completely in mid air and laying the newcomers flat.

Hey friends!

I found King Falls AM at a time in my life where I felt scared, hopeless and alone. I didn’t want to be here at all, and I thought for the most part I’d never be happy again. I’m still most of those things, but every day in King Falls makes that a little easier to be okay with. I thought long and hard about what I could manage for this, but most of all, I just wanted to say thank you. So. Here goes.

Thank you for Sammy Stevens, who is my favourite kind of character. He’s sassy and pretty and humble and full of love.Thank you for his cynicism and snark, but also for his ability to push aside his own beliefs and ideas and wants when it matters. Also, for letting him Suplex Grisham, because that was pretty neat! Thank you for the way he relates to the people around him, but especially to Lily. For a character who makes mistakes and actually tries to learn from them - he doesn’t always get it right, but he tries, and that’s so important. He’s made me laugh, he’s made me cry, he’s made me want to scream. I adore his backstory, it means more to me than I can say, but also thank you for the way you handled the events around 75. It was so meaningful. I love him with everything I have, which is why it hurts me to thank you for his pain, which is so unbelievably relatable to my own. For my own hurt that comes out of his mouth. The kind of hurt that transcends circumstances. I was in a dark place before this show, and parts of me are still there, but watching Sammy grow, and change and heal has meant everything to me. It gives me hope for better days. For Sammy, and for me too. Thank you for giving him the courage to stick around, and for giving him hope. Thank you for Benny Arnold. Who I can’t write about coherently without bursting into tears. He’s messy and flawed and just absolutely gorgeous. Seeing him grow through the years has been an absolute joy, but most of all, I love his ability to remain untainted by the horrors he’s been through. He’s still got the same heart, and it’s the best heart there is. I love his passion, his hope, his resilience. His belief in everybody around him. He remains unapologetically himself through everything, and I adore him. He is The Good, and I’m so glad we have him. Noah brings such complexity to him too, and I can listen a thousand times to a single episode and continue to feel all the things. 

Thank you for Emily. For making a strong, intelligent, badass women who’s also soft and desirable and loving. For letting her write her own story and for letting her be more than a prize to be won. She’s so good natured and considerate and thoughtful, and even in her worst moments she never loses that. Every moment she appears is wonderful and Jess KILLS IT every time! I’ve especially enjoyed phase two Emily, as her relationships with other characters become more integral to the story. Thank you for speaking out against the Frickards of the world through her, because it hurts and it’s hard but it’s so important. Using your audience for good means so much. Thank you for the thoughtfulness and care with which you consistently apply to sensitive subjects. For day-to-day happiness, for happy places and for months of quiet kindness without ever being asked. 

Thank you for Jack Wright. For the reminder to choose love (even when it’s hard. Maybe especially when it’s hard.) For the reminder that we’re all worthy of love, in all its forms. The affirmation that nobody corners the market on sadness, but also that we don’t always have to go it alone. That grief is universal, and that’s not always a bad thing. For quiet moments of humanity in the midst of absolute tragedy. For vulnerability, for heartbreak and moving forward together. For forgiveness and acceptance, and humility. 

Thank you for Dwayne Libbydale, who’s a special kind of chaos. I am again lost for words, but I love him, I love him, I love him. 

Thank you for Pete Escobar Ed Edwards Yardboy Myers and his funyuns and disdain and snark (even if me saying I love him means he’ll never listen to this show again.) Thank you for PHENOMENAL journalist Lily Wright, who is an absolute delight! She feels like the personification of grief, loss and trauma, but at the same time so, so real. Her reluctant acceptance of King Falls as home is beautiful, and I hope she gets ALL THE HUGS really soon. She’s not afraid to speak her mind, even if it means alienating the people she loves. Her shaky vulnerability with Sammy, Ben and Emily is so good, and I’m so excited to see where the future of Lily Wright lays. King Falls Chronicles was some KILLER story telling, and Candace was the icing on the cake. The acting chemistry she has with everybody is absolutely on point. I’m so glad we get to keep Lily. That she’s found home. Thank you for #DeputyDead. His unwavering optimism and willingness to see the good in everything and everybody is absolutely wonderful. 

Thank you for Debbie and RoboTim, who I still believe in, despite all evidence pointing to ‘don’t do that.’ Thank you for Maggie Masterson, an Actual Icon. And for our Man’s Man’s Man and his lil Kingsie Bab. For Regan who is a sweetheart and Chet who I hate to love.

Thank you for villains that fill me with white hot rage. Who’s actions are explained, but never excused. For Frickards and Gundersons and ShadowFUCKS and HFB3’s and Leland Hills and Ernies and Grishams. They’re different levels of despicable, and I adore hate them all. 

Thank you for ridiculous caricatures ; the Gwendolyns and the Cynthias and the Jacob Williams. Thank you for SPORTSBALL (CHOP. DAT. WOOD.) and WALL CRABS and GARBAGE BEARS and DANGER NOODLES  and every other ridiculous Benism. 

Thank you for Teareal and serendipity and redrum roses and for the inability to see the word ‘ghost’ and not correcting it to APPARITION. Thank you for Dan & Larry and boy band battles and Doyle’s Conspiracy Cavern and Devon Hamptonframptonshire. For Golden Owl, Finn and Gator Jack and Alvin and every other ridiculously loveable character you’ve created. Some of them barely last longer than an episode, but their chaos will fuel me for a lifetime. 

Thank you for Mary Jensen, who is the mom I wish I had. All moms are champs, but Mary is perfect. Thank you for Betty and Nancy and Loretta and Marigold. All who I expect deserve the praise they’re given. 

Thank you for Herschel and Cecil, who are cranky old bastards and who probably shouldn’t fit together, but they do so effortlessly. The care and compassion they have for each other is inspiring, and I too hope to have a friend like that someday. Trent is wickedly skilled, and I’m sure he hears it so often but!!!! 

Thank you for BE WELL BUDDIES and silly puns in the titles, and short jokes and RoboTim mixups and Science Institute break-ins with vigilante superheroes and mysterious callers. Thank you for love through overnight oats and moustache talk and non-binary pals. For a willingness to grow and change and learn and laugh. For the electrolocaust and my favourite threesome and for sammiversarys. For Ben posting Sammy’s bail, and heart-to-hearts in jail cells. For stupid bets and bensplosions and the fucking kickball story. For creepy dreams and technical terms, for badly timed BEEPS for awkward flirting and on-air confessions. For idiots who can’t keep secrets, let alone not talk about them on air for more than five minutes. For missing hikers and weird shadow tornados and notebooks and shooting down UFOs and death by damnation. For the SECOND BEST small town in American Celebration, for Christmas Gifts for Ben’s Mom and Jupiter Jaundice. For Ben’s monopoly tactics and Sammy’s audible eye rolls, for prophecies and ‘legend-has-it’s and for love and love and love.

Thank you for the mysteries, and for the constant need for MORE. You do cliffhangers so wonderfully, and I feel like I’ve never anticipated anything so keenly in my life. Tim Jensen, The Dark, Merv, Death by Damnation, The Rainbow Lights, The Zombies. 

Thank you for Cameron Chambers??? How does he do it?? I have no idea, but I hope he keeps doing it. Especially all them Christmas BOPS. Legendary. Jazz-Hands worthy! 

Thank you for making Zombies the F- plot. 

Thank you for the Eagle Screech in the DALE’S DOLLAR TREE ad. And all the other ads too, I guess. I don’t understand The Fucky List, but thanks for that too! Thank you for JACK IN THE BOX JESUS which has caused my internet to constantly recommend me eat at Jack in the Box, despite the closest one being literal continents away.

Thank you for continuing to choose this. For being open to sharing so much of yourselves with us. Thank you for fan interactions and live listens, Q&As and twitter replies and twitch streams and retweets and Beyond the Falls. Thank you for the love and care you show us all, which above all feels genuine. 

Thank you for being the catalyst for a community where I finally feel like I belong. Like I’m important. Like I matter. Thank you for being the reason for hours and days and weeks and months of in-jokes and teasing and theories and head canons and screaming and food talk and love. For so much kindness. And acceptance. For a space to be myself without fear. For people I feel like I’ve known lifetimes, and for whom I hope I can love for lifetimes more. For people to cheer on, and cry with, and poke fun at. For stupid nickname changes, and memes and words in reactions. For making me feel like i’m part of something much bigger than me. For a place to be passionate without judgement. For a place to just be. For friends. For family.

Thank you for the push I’ve needed to create again. And for all the others you’ve inspired too. 

Every moment inside King Falls have been an absolute blessing, but the impact it’s had on my life outside of it is absolutely everything.

Congratulations on (almost) 100 episodes. What an adventure it’s been. I’m so excited for everything the future of King Falls holds, but most of all; Thank you for making this fuckin’ mean something.

June 10 Dancitron Movie Night - Halloween (2018)

Soundwave is in trouble with the Iacon police. Not for accidentally owning a deployer in stasis for seven years. For illegally planting a seed in the crystal gardens. His punishment is community service.

Prowl is slightly disappointed in Soundwave, but mostly thinks the ankle tracker is overkill.

Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:19 PM After attacking the video wall with a repair kit for the better part of an hour, Soundwave finally gets a passable signal to come through. He hopes this is an entertaining film, because otherwise he's going to fill out a whole lot of reports with a lot more iciness than is strictly necessary or pleasant to read. For now, he'll just park himself on the couch and wait. jazz(unkillablejazz)Today at 8:22 PM ((when you accept a friend invite from someone you were playing overwatch with, only to find out their like 12 and beg you turn rejoin the game after 9)) Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 8:22 PM And Prowl will park himself right next to Soundwave. He is pleased to see that Soundwave isn't under arrest. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:23 PM ((aww))

Soundwave is not under arrest, no. He's not a particularly happy camper, but he is, at least, not in jail. That ups his mood by about 5000% from where it could've been. He is going to lean on Prowl straight away and lift his leg. Look. Look at this leg, Prowl. Do you see. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 8:26 PM ... He sees a leg. His mun, however, is not certain what Prowl should be observing about it. Besides its beauty. He's DEFINITELY observing its beauty though. Soundwave is welcome to demonstrate his leg to Prowl any time he wants. jazz(unkillablejazz)Today at 8:27 PM Jazz is wandering in and also curious about the raised leg Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:29 PM There is a THING on that leg. A thing that does not belong there, and has never been there in the whole time either of those mechs has known him. It is ugly, and clunky, and anyone who's had anything to do with the law for more than half an hour should know what it is.

He's gotten in trouble. There is a tracker on him. It's horrible. jazz(unkillablejazz)Today at 8:30 PM ((I'll try and keep up with chat, but don't know if I'll watch the movie. Got an ocular migraine starting)) Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 8:30 PM There'sa predacon carefully poking her head in and ppering around. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:30 PM ((no problem. if you can't stay with chat don't force yourself to do that either; don't screw around with migraines)) He lowers his leg to nod to the Predacon queen. It's been a while. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 8:30 PM Prowl is stunned, crestfallen, and devastated, in roughly that sequence. Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 8:31 PM ((hello, rabbit still isn't working for me, hope its okay to peek in)) Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:31 PM ((five minutes til start, we're goin quick tonight on account of lateness - and ye it's fine)) Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 8:31 PM [Rabbit is forever a butt] Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 8:31 PM ((am i the only one here who's gonna see the movie)) Soundwave (corruptedcomms)Today at 8:31 PM ((possibly)) KwehToday at 8:31 PM ((I am! jazz(unkillablejazz)Today at 8:31 PM ((I get them often enough that it's more annoyance than anything. What sort of moovie is this?)) Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:31 PM ((halloween (2018) )) ((with all that implies)) KwehToday at 8:32 PM ((will decide on a character once I'm done crying about Lea Salonga's beautiful voice Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 8:32 PM ((IT'S ME AND KWEH, THE LONE AUDIENCE)) Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 8:32 PM ((I'm hopfully getting much better internet in a few weeks or month)) Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 8:32 PM [Blaster has rabbit open beside me, but I've got Fringe on while sewing. jazz(unkillablejazz)Today at 8:32 PM Jazz snickers a bit. "What ya do to get in trouble, wave?" Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 8:32 PM ((better internet! good luck!)) Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 8:33 PM [I'm always here for the company. :blue_heart: Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:33 PM Soundwave doesn't need to look at Prowl to know that's the sequence of emotions he just experienced. He knows what a stickler for the law Prowl is. He knows how he's disappointed the mech. There is shame. Shame! ... But not too much shame. Just a little. A scrap.

[[He decided to tell an officer of the law about something reprehensible but unintentional and came away with this.]] jazz(unkillablejazz)Today at 8:33 PM ((I know nothing about this movie. Is it more like Halloween town or horror?)) Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:33 PM ((horror. lots of horror.)) Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 8:34 PM Ice Quuen carefully settles herself and looks...happyp tired, keeps her wings closed for now, not sure to 'realease the non scary beasties.' Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 8:34 PM Is this Prowl's fault. Did they arrest him because he didn't know a Minicon was on his shelf. This is an abhorrent miscarriage of justice but what can he do about it?? He can't possibly get involved without implicitly abusing his authority. This is a travesty. A tragedy. Soundwave (corruptedcomms)Today at 8:34 PM ((so much horror Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 8:34 PM [Horr-or jazz(unkillablejazz)Today at 8:34 PM ((Ah. Nope, nope. Not even leaving it open to listen along.)) Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:35 PM [[Fortunately, bail was low and he can spend some time cleaning up the Praxus gardens as penance. Still. He doesn't like anyone knowing where he is.]] Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 8:35 PM ((horror? eep)) Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 8:35 PM He sends Soundwave a couple of apology pings and takes his hand. He's so sorry. This is his fault. How could they be so cruel to Soundwave. Well, he knows how. But WHY. It's unforgivable. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:36 PM Soundwave tilts his head and looks at the hand, slightly confused. What's Prowl apologizing for? But a hand is a hand. He'll snatch it up and lace their fingers together. It's them against the world of horrible, horrible other cops. ProwlToday at 8:36 PM It's fine, the abhorrent miscarrier of justice finally decided it was time to visit Dancitron again. Getting over awkward offenses is easy once you've slapped a tracker on them! Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 8:37 PM Fiend! Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 8:37 PM Is there still a peeking Predacon at the door? She might get picked up on the way in. Soundwave (corruptedcomms)Today at 8:37 PM Oh for the love of....well. No, don't do things like that. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 8:38 PM "... Is community service and a tracker the only punishment you came away with?" Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 8:38 PM [Also, hiiii Icy!] Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 8:38 PM The predacon was just entering with a hatching or two under her wings trying to peek out. ((hiii!!)) Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 8:40 PM No pick up then unless the smalls want uppies. [Nice to see ya around. :3 Still chatting with Fatala/Jeanne?] Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:40 PM [[Yes. They couldn't find any reason to give him a harsher punishment for planting a seed in a garden without permission.]] Hmph. Looking at his own world's Prowl. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 8:40 PM Prowl blinked. "... What?" Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 8:40 PM ((off and on, she seems to be really busy)) ProwlToday at 8:40 PM Prowl does not address Soundwave or the Captain for the time being and takes a seat at one of the empty tables. Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 8:42 PM If he can pick up Icy, there will be several intresting sounds no one has heard from her since she was a hatchling. and the tinies would be THRIILLED. Icy? confused as hell but won't bite. Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 8:42 PM [The work stuff of insurance and con prep for next month is prolly keeping her very busy.] Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:42 PM Soundwave waves his unoccupied hand. [[Someone noticed the Harmonex tower seed growing in the Praxus gardens. He couldn't deny it. What if they'd decided to tear it out?]] Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 8:42 PM ((yeah, she was going to commistion me bor a themed catcher set but had to stop it)) Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 8:42 PM "Oh! Then—the punishment isn't for the deployer?" Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 8:43 PM Primus can pick up anyone. All a matter if she'd want to be raised up like a trophy for the sake of fun. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:43 PM ((also i am sorry ahead of time for what stuttering/desyncing there is; i'm having to stream this from browser instead of through theirs because rabbit and vudu don't get along)) Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 8:43 PM Swoop drags his very banged up self through the front door, chirping and looking around. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:43 PM [[What? No. No, she was quite sensible about that.]] jazz(unkillablejazz)Today at 8:43 PM Jazz is considering offering to help spoof the tracker so that Soundwave can make it look like he's wherever he should be, but given the number of Prowls present he'd probably get in trouble for offering. Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 8:43 PM [Aw. Your dreamcatchers are very pretty.] Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:43 PM That's what private comms are for, Jazz. ... Also, you assume he didn't already consider that. Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 8:43 PM ((also please do pick Icy up, she still has no idea who Primus really is, primus. just that mech that played with her hatchlings)) Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 8:44 PM Swoop hops, skips, limps, and skitters about. "Bird?" Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:44 PM [[Greetings, those who have entered lately.]] At Swoop and Primus and others. [[No, no Bird tonight. Next week, perhaps.]] Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 8:44 PM Swoop deflated, going so far as to stick is sad lil lower lip out at Soundwave. ((I love this theme song. It just gets me pumped every time.)) Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:45 PM ((hell yeah)) [[Did you think it was about the deployer? Is that - is that why you apologized?]] Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 8:46 PM VICTORY FOR VEGET- Wrong character. Icy is going to go UP. "Hi." Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 8:46 PM "Oh. Good, that's—that's good." He paused. "They put a TRACKER on you for unauthorized gardening??" jazz(unkillablejazz)Today at 8:47 PM "For a seedlin'? Is it considered an invasive species there, or somethin'?" Soundwave (corruptedcomms)Today at 8:47 PM Quick nod to his alternate. Then going to prod at Primus. "Seriously?!" Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:47 PM [[It's from one city and he placed it in another. So, yes.]] Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 8:47 PM In the absence of a bird-friend, Swoop stands in place, completely unsure of what to do with himself. He didn't plan this far. There isn't a next step. He lives in this exact spot now apparently. jazz(unkillablejazz)Today at 8:48 PM Jazz snorts at the youngling and pats the open spot next to him. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:48 PM [[That, and something to do with his constantly traveling to another planet. Afraid he'll stay there, he imagines.]] [[Swoop, do sit.]] Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 8:49 PM That'll do. Swoop takes a few long steps and plop himself next to Jazz. This is where he lives now apparently. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 8:49 PM He gives the tracker a distasteful look. "I'd consider it... excessive." That was the politest word he'd give it. Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 8:50 PM ((I love the quiet badass energy she's got POURING off her already.)) Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:51 PM ((she looks like she'd like to slap both of them into next week already)) Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 8:51 PM There is something like a half mew of a cat and a startled owl sound that came out of the big predacon as she;s  hefted up. Wings snapped out in reflex, one would like smack the lord of light and the other bonking the ceiling. It freed her tag alongs to scramble and one jump ship to keep from falling off.Ice Queen had no shame in giveing yipping chirps like if she had been the hatchling instead, one leg kicking in the air. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:51 PM [[Is five a large number for humans?]] Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 8:51 PM ((She's tryign to decide if $3k is enough or if she could beat them up for more)) Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:51 PM [[It seems a lot for such a short-lived species to accomplish, but he doesn't know.]] Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 8:52 PM "For murders? It's five more than most humans." Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:52 PM Soft huff. That's fair. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 8:52 PM "... Five more than most Cybertronians, before we all became soldiers." Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 8:52 PM Swoop pulls his legs up underneath himself. He rocks a little in place, cause holding still is for nerds. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:53 PM [[Why don't you mind your own business, human.]]

[[Ah. Yes. War does tend to color one's perception of murder.]] Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 8:53 PM "Me Swoop can murder people." He's contributing to the conversation now. You're welcome. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:53 PM [[Five in one night?]] Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 8:54 PM "Five NOTHING! Keheh. That one combiner. No big deal." Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:54 PM [[It is a big deal if they are all together at the time.]] Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 8:54 PM That was an unexpected sound that was rather amusing. No harm was done to the building, though he did 'ow' being smacked in the face. Looks up at the Predacon held in victory with a bemused chuckle. "Been a long while, hm?" Puts Icy back down so she could gather the little runaways before they got into anything. Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 8:55 PM "Us Dinobots fight Devastator a LOTS of time." : > Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 8:55 PM Grimaces at this talk of combiner murder. "Devastator's six, not five." Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:55 PM Oh, hm. That was somewhat insensitive of him, wasn't it. Apology ping. Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 8:56 PM "Five, six, same whatever kehehheh." ProwlToday at 8:56 PM Prowl finally speaks. "The Crystal Gardens are protected and the introduction of a possible invasive species has the potential to destroy what little regrowth had occurred since the planet's revival."

She pauses, weighing her next sentence.

"Ultra Magnus felt he was a flight risk against my recommendation in an effort to appease the governors." Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 8:56 PM Mumbled thought. [[This one has all the tact Frenzy can bring to bear.]] Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 8:57 PM "A looong time...." Ice Queen said, her head pulled back and staring with a wide optic at thenew mech. Racer was clinging to his head and.... um, where did the other one go? Soundwave (corruptedcomms)Today at 8:58 PM Well, he hopes the other little one is not getting into trouble. But, he's still giving Primus a look. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 8:58 PM "A flight risk over one seed." Tsk. Somehow Prowl didn't quite buy that excuse. Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 8:58 PM "Good to feel young again." Pets Racer to calm him down. Have you tried his legs or back? Plenty of spaces to hide a small mech. Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 8:58 PM The new one is just sitting on a chair mewing confused. little feline one. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 8:58 PM "... Is the garden alright?" Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 8:59 PM Oh, there they are. Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 8:59 PM RAcer is offically draft horse size now so, hope that's okay. He's a little dragonic predacon like icy. just 'small,' and clings to new perch. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:00 PM [[Hmph. Big words from a youngling who knows nothing of being hunted.]] Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 9:00 PM Oh! This movie was pretty boring. Suddenly, Swoop is VERY into this. "Her pretty good shoot!" ProwlToday at 9:00 PM "Our botanist is still determining that." Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 9:01 PM Little cheetah cat-insulted  look if that was aimed at him. Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 9:01 PM Doesn't have any issues in the slightest. He is Primus. And is listening to the conversation near Soundwave[Slendy] while feeling very berrated by the closer Soundwave[CC]. Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 9:01 PM "Who 'it'?" Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:02 PM [[She ought to be a good shot if she spent forty years practicing. And they are referring to the human who tried to kill her four decades ago.]] ProwlToday at 9:02 PM "Michael." Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 9:02 PM "Me Swoop almost forty!" Smokescreen (ask-smokescreen)Today at 9:03 PM Smokescreen is coming in, not bothering with a cloak to hide his missing doorwings tonight, looks at the screen, and is just about ready to leave. "Soundwave? This- uh, is this the movie?" Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:03 PM [[Yes. You're a bit late. Do you require catching up?]] Soundwave (corruptedcomms)Today at 9:03 PM And he should. Five steps in. Five. Steps. And Primus is already spooking others. Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 9:04 PM Ice Queen is refloding her wings, hope she has not smacked anyone. Looks up to check if she did a dent. Looks up at Primus and her hatchling, puzzled  chirps comes out. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 9:04 PM "Forty years is over half a human lifespan. But, in return, it looks like she hasn't been... living during those years.  It's correct that she's prepared for the worst; but in preparing, she has little of a life worth living. Both she and her... offspring's offspring have valid perspectives." Smokescreen (ask-smokescreen)Today at 9:04 PM "Uh. Maybe. I, uh, saw the earlier movies the other day." Granted, it wasn't a fun experience, and it led to his doorwings coming off in the first place, but he still saw them! Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 9:05 PM Swoop gives Prowl a weird look. He's very unclear on this whole topic. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:05 PM [[Hm. Perhaps. Still, they seem uninclined to help.]] Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 9:06 PM Giving Racer scritches as if this was perfectly normal behavior. "Yes?" Looking at Icy. Mentally nudges Smokescreen. You okay...? Smokescreen (ask-smokescreen)Today at 9:07 PM Smokescreen finally realizes he's been standing at the door for a few moments now, and heads on inside, nodding at Primus, maybe sticking close to Primus. Very close. Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 9:08 PM Eeeeeeeeeeeeever so slowly, Swoop sliiiides down off the couch like he's melting onto the floor. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:08 PM [[Well, if you decide you need to know, tell him. Find a seat somewhere comfortable.]] Judging by what led to Smokey's doors coming off the last few times, he's going to assume the mech's back hurts. Soundwave (corruptedcomms)Today at 9:08 PM Smokescreen had better be on the other side then. Because he's attempting to keep the deity out of trouble. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:08 PM [[Stay in the vehicle, child.]] Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 9:09 PM Wraps one of his wings around Smokescreen of he's that close. Would nuzzle, but his helm is a host to a big/small Predacon child. jazz(unkillablejazz)Today at 9:09 PM New subject to absorb. Jazz has zeroed in on the new Prowl. "So.. with the gardens. The seedlings need to be kept sort of regional for climate reasons, right? They don't always grow well in other places. Is there a garden renewal program with the place the seedling is from? Or a way to move it to a climate controlled area for it?" Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 9:10 PM The queen.. isn't sure but remembers to get her bulk out of the way, Racer is leaning into the touch happily and is not stressed, so no over protective predacon. Ice queen checks on the other hatchling...who has taken over the chair. That's his spot now tank you. Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 9:10 PM He is now a puddle. He is a liquid pteroborb. Just all over the floor. jazz(unkillablejazz)Today at 9:10 PM Jazz is giving Swoop a perplexed look. Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 9:10 PM Limbs everywhere. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 9:11 PM "The child has terrible gun safety." jazz(unkillablejazz)Today at 9:11 PM "You okay, bitlet?" Smokescreen (ask-smokescreen)Today at 9:11 PM Smokescreen's at the other side, looking at Primus, and then Soundwave, leaning back against Primus' wing. "I'm pretty comfy here, Soundwave! But thank you!" Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:11 PM [[The place the seedling is from is a pile of rubble created from a bigger pile of rubble. As with a few other places on Cybertron, no one has settled there yet. He has a few other seeds, but they are in stasis.]] Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 9:12 PM Swoop continues splaying out on the floor, oblivious to the fact he's apparently a bitlet. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:12 PM [[And he doesn't think the child needs to worry about gun safety anymore. Unfortunately.]] Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 9:12 PM "The guy he shot could have benefitted from the child's gun safety." Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:13 PM [[That is true.]] Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 9:13 PM Changes which servo was giving scritches to Racer so Smokescreen could have some too. Good boys. Smokescreen (ask-smokescreen)Today at 9:14 PM Smokescreen is shutting his audials off for a moment, but leans in as he's scritched. He's good? He's really good? Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 9:15 PM Ice Queen will just sit and then loaf on Primus' other side, still not sure who he is. but  her hatchling likes him. Racer will perch happily and hang onto the head with his tail too....it may or may not cling to his face or over the otics as RAcer shifts to look around from Epic Pertch. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:15 PM [[Yes. Yes, that is what you should do.]] jazz(unkillablejazz)Today at 9:15 PM Jazz is just gonna scoop up Swoop and put him in his lap. He's not paying enough attention to the movie to know what caused the apparent melting, but he's going to give the wings soothing pets. Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 9:16 PM From the floor comes a chirped, "Halloween!" ProwlToday at 9:16 PM "There is, though I'm not involved aside from volunteering, so I couldn't tell you the exact details of the renewal program and what steps will be taken." Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 9:16 PM And by floor we of course mean sofa. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 9:16 PM Prowl starts fiddling with Soundwave's fingers. He's not doing anything specific, just checking them out. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:17 PM ((if y'all have teeth-related fears look away when he sticks his hand over the stall for about 15-20 sec)) Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 9:17 PM Smokescreen is a very good boy. Really needs to stop getting himself into such trouble, but he was a very good boy. Can't exactly see much due to Racer, so he can't observe much anymore. Does know that Soundwave[CC] may have been dislodged from his spot by Icy. Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 9:18 PM The predacon can just be Loafing near! Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 9:18 PM ((oh man... tooth stuff.)) Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:18 PM Soundwave doesn't quite know what to make of this. Prowl's never really - this is different than usual. He doesn't mind; it's kind of nice to be examined. He places a small blue question mark on his visor and leans forward, curious. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 9:19 PM He answers the question mark with an affection ping. Smokescreen (ask-smokescreen)Today at 9:20 PM Smokescreen turns his audials back on, realizing it's much, much more effective to look away from the screen. "Oh yeah- sorry, Soundwave, I didn't bring cookies or anything this week. But I can still treat myself to drinks and stuff like normal, right?" Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 9:20 PM ((WHOA was there a frame of Michael's face in there????)) Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:20 PM ((when??)) Oh! Is this just admiration? Did he start Prowl off on that with the leg thing earlier? That's nice; he'll happily indulge Prowl on that. Maybe offer up the other hand and bob his head. There are a few small wear differences between them. He uses one more often for typing and one more often for repair work. Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 9:20 PM ((He like turned really fast to pull the dude around and I swear there was like one solid frame with a face.)) Soundwave (corruptedcomms)Today at 9:21 PM He is going to huff, and keep watch. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 9:21 PM Hm. Comparison time. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:21 PM ((quite possible; there is in the original too i think - and they do a lot of mirroring since he's basically trying to restart the night over)) Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 9:21 PM ((sorry if I missed something)) Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:21 PM [[Yes, of course you may. ... Get a few extra if you need.]] At Smokescreen. Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 9:22 PM Swoop yaaaaaaaaaawns. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:23 PM ((fuck's sake. give us a second y'all)) jazz(unkillablejazz)Today at 9:23 PM ((sup?)) Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 9:23 PM ((rabbit crapped out)) Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 9:23 PM ((oh my)) Smokescreen (ask-smokescreen)Today at 9:23 PM "Really? Thanks, Soundwave! Any special occasion, or do you just need to get rid of some snacks?" Smokescreen is slowly moving from under Primus' wing towards the snacks, using any nearby furniture to support himself. Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 9:23 PM Slowly, Swoop turns to look around at the whole room. Who is here? Not Bird, that's who. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:24 PM ((vudu is the one that went pbblbbt, gimme a sec)) [[Just plenty of snacks to share.]] Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 9:24 PM ((the one time it WASN'T rabbit)) Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 9:25 PM RAcer is carefuly hopping down to a shoulder, still trying to hold onto Primus with his head as he flods his wings up.  feels safer there, and total shoulder predacon now. Swoop (medicalmurdersaurus)Today at 9:25 PM ((Ahh. This movie is a lot of fun but I'm fading fast. Let's just have Swoop zonk out too. Feel free to get up to all sorts of hilarious shenanigans with the past out dino lol)) Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 9:25 PM Smokescreen, would you like temporary doorwings to help with balance? They'd be there but not. And hello, Racer. You're his parrot now? Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:26 PM ((aaaaaah goodnight ;; )) ((finish it some time if you never have seen it! it's good)) Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 9:26 PM ((rest well!)) racer is a parrot on primus's shoulder. he can jump down though! he's a LOT bigger now though ProwlToday at 9:27 PM Prowl perks with interest at the reveal there. How clever. jazz(unkillablejazz)Today at 9:27 PM Jazz now has a dinobot sleeping on him. Smokescreen (ask-smokescreen)Today at 9:27 PM Actually, that would be nice! Smokescreen would probably be overjoyed if Primus did that. Absolutely overjoyed. For now, though, he's just made it to the snack table, and is grabbing as much as his hands can hold. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:28 PM If Prowl is interested, the hand with the sharper claws is the one he uses for repairs. Comes in handy when you don't have a wire stripper around, y'know? Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 9:29 PM "Before getting kicked out, she could have at least bothered to inform them WHOSE bus crashed. They could have at least known to lock the doors in case." Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:29 PM [[Yes, she does fail to make that clear. Then again, he doesn't know there's anyone else she would be paranoid about.]] Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 9:30 PM Racer can jump down to his momma if he wants. Primus looked over to Smokescreen with a soft hum. Moves one of his servos for guidance to 'return' Smokescreen's doorwings for the night. Unless he'd want them to be permanent? He's bee very out of touch and doesn't want to make Smokescreen unhappy with this. He's already got Soundwave[Slendy] unhappy for reasons he's unaware of. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 9:30 PM Prowl's noticed one hand is sharper than the other—that's the fun hand—but he's never really carefully compared them like this. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:30 PM (("the fun hand" ahaha)) Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 9:31 PM "... How long are you being tracked?" Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:31 PM [[Two days. Then it's decided what he'll have to do.]] An irritable vent. [[It's horrible.]] Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 9:32 PM RAcer falls off, thumps on ground and rolls before popping up. He meant to do that. Really. Racer grooms hismself while his younger sibling laughs at him. He dos get a lick from his carrier. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 9:32 PM "I thought they already decided? Or are you at risk of more punishment than community service?" jazz(unkillablejazz)Today at 9:32 PM "Ah. Two days is short, though." Smokescreen (ask-smokescreen)Today at 9:33 PM While he'd love to have them back now, he's actually getting some new ones soon! So it's fine, really, probably. Still, the moment he has them back for the moment, he's spinning around the main area, taking a few jumps, and maybe a fall, just to enjoy them again. "Frag yeah! Frag yeah! Did, uh- how'd you do this, Primus, sir? Are these, uh, the same ones that I lost?" Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:34 PM [[He's already doing his work by connection so they can't find out what he's doing and where he's going over there. A good thing Ravage signed on as a proper employee; he can handle tracking by himself for a while.]]

[[The current decision is for interfering with the gardens without permission. What to do about the invasive species bit is another matter.]] He'll probably bribe the gardens and try to get the seed back. They can't complain then, right? [[It's only short if you have nothing to hide from other mechs.]] jazz(unkillablejazz)Today at 9:36 PM "It's short if you've had a much longer parole before." Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:36 PM [[Long sentences and breakouts. No paroles.]] Soundwave looks to Prowl. [[You didn't hear the second part of that first sentence.]] jazz(unkillablejazz)Today at 9:37 PM "Did those too." Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 9:38 PM That's very good news! "In a manner of speaking, yes. It isn't too difficult to track down your signature. I'm very familiar with it after all." Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:38 PM Tiny sneer. [[Abandon the fool.]] Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 9:38 PM Racer starts sniffing about, may he visit a few mechs? Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:39 PM [[Good.]] What were they saying? [[And what were you given long sentences for?]] Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 9:39 PM "I'll let it slide." Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:39 PM A huff. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 9:41 PM "What's a breakout or two when I already knew that you're a dangerous rogue gardener." He tapped Soundwave's tracker with his foot. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:44 PM Soundwave's mouth opens and shuts once before he determines that this is a joke. He bops Prowl's foot back with the tracked leg.

[[A terrible criminal, him. A threat to pristine grounds all across Cybertron.]] Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 9:45 PM Huff. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:45 PM And then a mild frown. [[He supposes this puts an end to his idea of planting one in Iacon.]] Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 9:46 PM "Not necessarily. You just have to get permission and ensure that it won't take over the local flora, correct?" Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:47 PM He has no idea. He didn't even think about invasive species being a dangerous thing the first time, let alone look things up. He glances to the other Prowl. Help? ((putting the jack o lantern in an aquarium to douse it, how petty)) Smokescreen (ask-smokescreen)Today at 9:47 PM Turns out looking away still means hearing the sound, and Smokescreen really isn't for that during the more intense scenes, and is going to pretty much cling to Primus during all of the scary-sounding scenes. Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 9:50 PM Smokescreen will get back rubs between the doorwings. "Not my sort of movie either." Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 9:51 PM Racer puts a paw on Smokescreen's leg, not so tiny predacon sniffs at him. remembers him! ProwlToday at 9:52 PM "The Captain is correct. Local flora in Iacon is scarce to begin with as it is and there are fewer citizens to interfere with your seedling's growth." Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 9:53 PM "What is it that you're trying to plant?" Ice Queen asks from her spot. Smokescreen (ask-smokescreen)Today at 9:54 PM "I mean, I enjoyed the first movie when I watched it, it's just- it kinda reminded me of slag." He's resting himself against Primus, probably not about to let go for the rest of the night. Still! Racer gets a pat on the helm! Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 9:54 PM "And if it's a nearly extinct plant, it would probably merit protection." ProwlToday at 9:54 PM "It would." Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 9:55 PM "Slag? The Dinobot or the metal trash?" Nuzzles Smokescreen's helm. Strokes the back of it soothingly. Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 9:56 PM "Are there no semi isolated or isolated villages or places on you cybertron that can handle this plant?" Ice queen askes, "Or an inside tank or guarden room?" Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:56 PM Oh, that's... that's actually sort of exciting, in a quiet way. Little satisfaction glyph on screen and everything.

[[A Harmonex tower seed.]] To Icy. [[Difficult. They have to be well tuned and shaped as they grow.]]

But if they can be protected... [[Perhaps he could hire someone to tend to it. We earn more than enough in excess for that...]] Smokescreen (ask-smokescreen)Today at 9:57 PM "What? No, no- a phrase. It reminded me of stuff that, uh, happened when I saw the original movie." The petting helps, but his optics are not coming back on until the music stops. Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 9:58 PM "Oh." All good, Smokescreen. Primus isn't judging you for the 'nopenope' at the movie. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 9:59 PM ((god damn it. hold on it did the spinning thing again)) Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 9:59 PM ((*taps rabbit)) ((oh there it go)) ProwlToday at 9:59 PM ((punts vudu)) Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 10:00 PM Racer walks carefully over to sit near, but not too close, he does want to say hello to soundwave and prowl, show off so to say. But only if its okay. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 10:00 PM Soundwave hasn't seen Racer in forever. He pats a knee. Would Racer like to come up for a moment? Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 10:01 PM Prowl glances over. "Pbbt." And returns his attention to one of Soundwave's hands. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 10:03 PM Something that's almost an actual chuckle. He missed hearing Prowl make that noise. [[What are you looking for, if he might ask?]] Usually when someone gives them this much an inspection, they want to know one thing. [[The mid-finger seams are where they open and fold to rearrange the joints when the deployers dock...]] Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 10:03 PM RAcer would love to! He trots over and shows that he is...tanker then before. The brown predacon hatchling is more youngling, about the size of a draft horse instead of pony! he puts his head up on soundwave's leg first. Not everyone wants a big dragonet on them now. ProwlToday at 10:03 PM "This won't end well." Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 10:03 PM "Pbbbt!" Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 10:05 PM Soundwave is much stronger than he looks, and he's used to being piled on by smaller bots. There's plenty of room next to him on the couch for Racer to hop up. Pat pat the space. Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 10:06 PM The youngling hops up neatly, wiggles around to loaf, his wings are under control now and shamelessly plots head on soundwave's leg again. "Hi." Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 10:07 PM Exclamation point. He speaks? [[Hello. Doing well, youngling?]] Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 10:08 PM "Ye! Yes! New clutch! new friends!" Racer chirps, he can talk much better, but not all the time. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 10:09 PM "Nothing in particular." But at the suggestion, he traces the seam. "Can you do it when a deployer isn't docking?" Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 10:09 PM ((puff you're gonna wanna look away)) ((ok it shhhhhould be ok. there might be another brief flash of it next time they show the cops, i don't remember)) [[Ah! That is very good. You must be a proud older sibling.]]

And then, glancing at his hands. [[He tends not to, if only to conserve energy and protect the mechanisms. But, in the interest of medical demonstration--]] He stares, flexes the fingers... and there they go, splitting and rearranging the sections to show the very delicate insides and a hidden joint. [[These spaces here are where the relevant portions of Rumble and Frenzy's armor lock in.]] Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 10:14 PM Racer holds very, very still just in case. But he does radiate young pride, and glances where the new hatchling is still catting on a chair under Icy's watch. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 10:15 PM Prowl pulls his hands back, to avoid potentially damaging the sensitive parts that weren't meant to be exposed. He just looks, studying. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 10:19 PM [[There used to be more under here.]] Nodding to the revealed components. [[But we streamline where we must to balance the strain. It is so elsewhere as well.]]

A glance to Racer. [[It doesn't scare you, does it, young one?]] Soundwave (corruptedcomms)Today at 10:19 PM Don't mind him. He's just...going to try and stay awake. He's paying the movie no attention, and Primus is staying out of trouble. For the most part. Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 10:20 PM "....no." The young predacon has been groomed by insecticon madables and acarriar with fangs bigger them him at one point, he's not scared, but confused, "Different?" Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 10:20 PM [[Only to some. No stranger than most partial transformations, in his opinion.]] Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 10:22 PM "You can close it. Thank you." Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 10:22 PM Well Soundwave[Slendy] is busy with Prowl, and now Racer, so he's not had the chance to talk. He has a feeling that'd bring up a conversation best left until nearly all but three were there. Soundwave (corruptedcomms)Today at 10:22 PM ....that wasn't a challenge. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 10:23 PM A nod. They seal up and return to the usual two segments. He wiggles them to make sure everything went back in the right place before offering them up again. If there was anything else Prowl wanted to see, that is. He doesn't know. Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 10:23 PM Trouble happens. Soundwave (corruptedcomms)Today at 10:23 PM Do not Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 10:23 PM He's seen enough for now. He takes Soundwave's hand. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 10:24 PM Soundwave hums a quiet note or three, soothed. Now to see what happens in this final hunt of the masked one's... Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 10:24 PM Ice Queen can help with trouble later on if wanted! shedoes have a ship full of pirates. Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 10:25 PM As if he wants to cause trouble! Something happened and he just wants to know what it was that made him feel alienated. Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 10:25 PM and hatchlings Racer is debating on being daring, but he STILL remembers that kick. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 10:25 PM "... The youngest one should get a gun too. In case." ProwlToday at 10:26 PM Laughs shortly at the daughter's trick. Soundwave (corruptedcomms)Today at 10:27 PM Primus, you're going to be the death of him at this rate. ProwlToday at 10:27 PM "Clever." Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 10:28 PM Says the one who doesn't have to keep track of him. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 10:28 PM "Do they still have guns? I feel like they should shoot him a couple times through the bars. Just to be sure. He's remarkably durable." ProwlToday at 10:29 PM "I think they left them in the basement." Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 10:29 PM [[Quite.]] To the first Prowl. [[And he would fire several rounds, himself. Yes.]] To the other. Soundwave (corruptedcomms)Today at 10:29 PM Doesn't. But is trying to. Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Today at 10:30 PM Racer noddles his neck and head over the could to peer at peeds, and then blinks at the mentioned thing before..... is that a chew toy? Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 10:30 PM [[Rather satisfying. Closure for three generations. How fortunate they are to have found it together.]] Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 10:31 PM You know he can just teleport you back to your proper universe, yeah? Soundwave (corruptedcomms)Today at 10:31 PM Don't Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 10:32 PM Hmm... Soundwave (corruptedcomms)Today at 10:32 PM It's rude so do not do it Smokescreen (ask-smokescreen)Today at 10:33 PM Smokescreen finally looks at the screen again, "Wait, wait, it's done?" ProwlToday at 10:33 PM "Yes." Smokescreen (ask-smokescreen)Today at 10:33 PM "Frag, that was, uh, good!" He had to look away for the whole movie, whoops. "That was, er, fun, Soundwave! Thank you!" Primus [the-lord-of-light]Today at 10:33 PM Soundwave[CC] is moved a foot to the side. Such rude he is. Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Yesterday at 10:34 PM A puzzled sound coms from Ice Queen, how did that happne? ProwlYesterday at 10:35 PM "They should have shot him." Soundwave (corruptedcomms)Yesterday at 10:35 PM Well, now he's mildly disoriented. "Can you not do things like that?" Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Yesterday at 10:35 PM "A few more times, yes. And used a method of elimination that didn't necessitate leaving the building without confirming his death." Soundwave (Slenderwave)Yesterday at 10:35 PM [[You're welcome, Smokescreen.]] He'll offer a polite fiction. He knows Smokey couldn't pay attention to most of it. ProwlYesterday at 10:35 PM And on that lovely note, she's going to disengage from the video and stand up to leave. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Yesterday at 10:36 PM [[They really ought have stuck around to check the ashes.]] He'll give Prowl a nod farewell. Primus [the-lord-of-light]Yesterday at 10:36 PM "I could." You tempted him to be a spiteful child. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Yesterday at 10:36 PM "Evening, alternate." ProwlYesterday at 10:36 PM Pings Soundwave, alternate, and Smokescreen goodbye before leaving. Smokescreen (ask-smokescreen)Yesterday at 10:37 PM He pings Prowl back! Soundwave (corruptedcomms)Yesterday at 10:37 PM Very tempted to give him a mental jab for that. Primus [the-lord-of-light]Yesterday at 10:38 PM Myeeeh. Soundwave (corruptedcomms)Yesterday at 10:40 PM Behave, damnit. Primus [the-lord-of-light]Yesterday at 10:41 PM Huff. Pets Smokescreen. Just has to talk with your alternate, that's all. Soundwave (corruptedcomms)Yesterday at 10:42 PM Wonderful Soundwave (Slenderwave)Yesterday at 10:45 PM Soundwave shakes his head. Bit of mental static coming off Primus there for a second. Smokescreen (ask-smokescreen)Yesterday at 10:45 PM Smokescreen leans into the petting, still clinging to Primus Primus [the-lord-of-light]Yesterday at 10:48 PM Helm pets. "You going to head back home, Smokescreen?" Glances towards the couch. It has quieted down post-movie, but it still is a bit too crowded to speak up about whatever happened two weeks ago. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Yesterday at 10:48 PM He's feeling Watched. He squeezes Soundwave's hand. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Yesterday at 10:49 PM Squeeze back. He can feel the glance too. Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Yesterday at 10:49 PM Racer chirps at prowl. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Yesterday at 10:50 PM ((public stream end in about 5 minutes y'all, i forgot to mark time but that's roughly it)) Smokescreen (ask-smokescreen)Yesterday at 10:50 PM "I guess- I guess I will. Eventually. To the medbay. Do you wanna come with me, Primus, sir?" Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Yesterday at 10:50 PM He nods at Racer. Ah, yes, hello—Prowl was distracted by Soundwave's hands, wasn't he? "Are you heading home now?" Primus [the-lord-of-light]Yesterday at 10:52 PM "I've got something to do first, but I can join you afterwards." Smiles at Smokescreen. Kisses his forehelm. "Do you want to pick out a movie we can watch together? I'll stay with you until you get your new doorwings then, if you want." [Smokescreen is best snuggle buddy for Primus.] Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Yesterday at 10:53 PM Racer thinks so, but slowly noodles his head over to head bump at prowl's hand. "Pbbt." Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Yesterday at 10:53 PM He pulls his hand back, not sure what Racer wants with it; but then uncertainly sets it down on Racer's head. "Pbbbt." Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Yesterday at 10:56 PM Very pleased little predacon, gives the hand a blep and, "hi! I'm big!" Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Yesterday at 10:58 PM Oh, he's being licked. He's taking his hand back now. "Yes. You are." Comparatively speaking. But from Racer's perspective it was probably the biggest he'd ever been, so. "Were you upgraded?" Smokescreen (ask-smokescreen)Yesterday at 10:58 PM "That would be awesome, Primus. I don't know what movie I'd like to go for, but- maybe we can watch a musical? Have you heard of Starlight Express?" Primus [the-lord-of-light]Yesterday at 10:59 PM "I have not. That sounds like a very enjoyable musical though." Smiles. "You've seen it before now?" Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Yesterday at 11:00 PM "I grow!" The blep is still there, he didnt mean to lick. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Yesterday at 11:00 PM Prowl very slowly nods. "I see." He's heard of that happening in some universes. This is the first time he's SEEN it, though. Smokescreen (ask-smokescreen)Yesterday at 11:02 PM "It is! It's got trains! I've been meaning to watch it with Astro, but I can see it with you again." Primus [the-lord-of-light]Yesterday at 11:04 PM "Ha, does it now?" Rubs Smokescreen's helm with a chuckle. "Head back and set it up. You better be seated by the time I arrive or I'm not going to tell you an embarrassing story about Alpha Trion after the movie~." Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Yesterday at 11:05 PM "He's goi g to get at least twice his size before stopping for a while." Ice Queen offered, watching racer for a moment. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Yesterday at 11:07 PM "How does he get the mass to increase his size?" Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Yesterday at 11:10 PM "We eat metals, ore, minerals and things likenthat." Ice Queen chuckled, tilting her head at them, get him to open his jaws, his denta are heading up. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Yesterday at 11:12 PM "Oh? Seems... difficult." Wouldn't it be easier to forge bigger parts and armor than to construct them internally? Combining the processes for keeping a body functioning AND the processes to make it grow in one frame seemed crowded. Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Yesterday at 11:15 PM "Its mostly all we've known. I make sure the young get the easiest things. Dusted and sanded metals mixed with energon. " the predacon was being honest, it would be easier, but they just didn't have access to any parts or medics. Primus [the-lord-of-light]Yesterday at 11:18 PM Light mental nudge to Soundwave[SW], then pings. {You're more quiet than usual. I still want to talk, but I feel tonight is not polite, yes?} Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Yesterday at 11:19 PM ((if we're gonna get into a Discussion, if we don't get into it soon, i'm gonna have to ask that it be put off for another night. i'm going to bed in 40 minutes)) Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Yesterday at 11:21 PM ((We can do it another time, or prowl can come to dreaded wings. I'm going to bed soon too)) Primus [the-lord-of-light]Yesterday at 11:21 PM [Puff must sleep.] Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Yesterday at 11:21 PM ((i meant with primus and soundwave actually lmao you're good)) Soundwave (Slenderwave)Yesterday at 11:21 PM ((i'm honestly super dazed rn and am in favor of postponing fancy discussions until next week and then absolutely tackling them at that time)) Primus [the-lord-of-light]Yesterday at 11:22 PM [gentle pets noodle Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Yesterday at 11:22 PM ((....I'm sorry. I'm going to go take my sick self away now. Good night)) Primus [the-lord-of-light]Yesterday at 11:22 PM [Icy nuuuu [You feel better though. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Yesterday at 11:23 PM ((SORRY i'm not trying to run you out, we've been delaying a chat for a couple of weeks and i just wanted to get us coordinated)) ((i didn't want us to try to start it five minutes before i went to bed, is the thing)) Soundwave (Slenderwave)Yesterday at 11:23 PM ((icy you didn't do anything, don't worry,)) ((but if you are sick please rest soonish)) Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Yesterday at 11:24 PM ((I've been miss reading things all night though, plus dyslexia and being sick is just, I know I might have been annoying)) Soundwave (Slenderwave)Yesterday at 11:24 PM ((nah nah)) Primus [the-lord-of-light]Yesterday at 11:24 PM [Never annoying friend Soundwave (corruptedcomms)Yesterday at 11:24 PM ((you're good, don't worry Primus [the-lord-of-light]Yesterday at 11:25 PM [Lot happens at once on movie night Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Yesterday at 11:25 PM ((tired waves I'm going to pass out after cold meds. Just have icy take the kiddos. )) Primus [the-lord-of-light]Yesterday at 11:25 PM [Rest and recover <3 Icy (Omicrontheicequeen)Yesterday at 11:26 PM ((Do I just leave the server? Was that in the rules?) Soundwave (Slenderwave)Yesterday at 11:27 PM Soundwave glances toward Primus at the nudge and ping. He's... still not quite in the mood to talk. He got interrupted from his original thinking by all this mess with Slugfest and the outcome. [[Perhaps next week.]] Maybe he'll have worked out which gifts are safe and which ones aren't by then. Unless something ELSE is secretly a bot and he doesn't know it. He hopes not. ((it'll prevent you getting pinged with all sorts of unnecessary bleeps but honestly nobody remembers so i stopped chasing about it)) Smokescreen (ask-smokescreen)Yesterday at 11:28 PM ((shoot i got distracted by art asdzxcnc Primus [the-lord-of-light]Yesterday at 11:29 PM Nods in understanding. Shall scoop Smokescreen up then and take him back to where he belongs. Soundwave (corruptedcomms)Yesterday at 11:32 PM Well. With Primus gone, he's going to leave as well. Goodnight. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Yesterday at 11:33 PM Goodnight, alternate. One day he'll get to talk to you without Primus making trouble in the background. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Yesterday at 11:41 PM "... Are you sure you'll be ready next week?" Could they prepare for worst case scenarios by then? Was it possible to prepare for a worst case scenario with a spurned god? Soundwave (Slenderwave)Yesterday at 11:42 PM [[...Well, he can at least try to listen. He would like to know what is so important that his alternate has to babysit a deity. Whether he responds or not is another matter.]] Maybe he can work the outcome of his listening into his overall determination about the situation? He's hoping, anyway. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Yesterday at 11:44 PM "Do you think he plans to talk? Or to demand answers?" Soundwave (Slenderwave)Yesterday at 11:45 PM [[He doesn't know. If he demands answers, then... that says something, he supposes.]] [[And if he is angry, then he imagines we'll have a chance to find out whether that grimoire of ours works on a god.]] Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Yesterday at 11:46 PM "Yyyes, it does say something. It says that we could immediately be in a hell of a lot of trouble if we don't provide the answers he wants on his terms." Soundwave (Slenderwave)Yesterday at 11:47 PM [[True. Very true. But he does not know if it is wise to keep a potentially angry god waiting. Damned if we do, and damned if we don't.]] Well, he can buy them 24 hours, if nothing else. He does know that much. ... Though he'd rather not do that. Might lose the spark shard if he does that. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Yesterday at 11:49 PM "Which is why we should be prepared before then. As much as we CAN be prepared, at least." Soundwave (Slenderwave)Yesterday at 11:49 PM [[He doesn't suppose you could calculate and create a bridge large and safe enough to move Luna Three over in an emergency.]] Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Yesterday at 11:50 PM "... I don't think aiming Luna three at your own planet is... a viable plan. But yes. I could." Soundwave (Slenderwave)Yesterday at 11:51 PM [[So we bridge him into space first.]] That sounds like it should be a joke of sorts, but there's no humor in his mental voice there. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Yesterday at 11:52 PM "Can we? That's just his avatar, right? Like mine. Would hitting his avatar do anything?" Soundwave (Slenderwave)Yesterday at 11:53 PM [[Disrupt him for a short period of time. Serve as a warning. Even a few minutes would help, at that point.]] Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Yesterday at 11:54 PM Prowl's gonna reach over and take Soundwave's other hand. He hoped it wouldn't come to that. He felt like he didn't need to say that. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Yesterday at 11:57 PM He didn't need to say that, no. Soundwave understood. He will take the hand, and tug Prowl into his arms if allowed. A reverse of the first night this mess started. He'll make sure at least one of them will be okay, whatever happens. And the deployers. They're staying in Iacon while that talk happens. Just in case. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Yesterday at 11:58 PM It's absolutely allowed. Prowl slides into his embrace, and holds him tight. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 12:00 AM Good. This is safety. They can rest like this, as much as rest is possible at this stage. They already took down Unicron. What's another god, if it really does come down to that?

A nuzzle and an affection ping. Just to beat back at the tide of nervousness. Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 12:01 AM Ping, ping, ping. Soundwave (Slenderwave)Today at 12:04 AM Hmm, good. Important to know that's true even now. It wouldn't be, with a lot of other people.

He'll keep watch for now with the occasional pet. Maybe bring Ravage down to help stand guard.

[[Goodnight.]] Prowl (verdigrisprowl)Today at 12:04 AM A nuzzle, and a light kiss. "Good night."

OFFAL HUNT REMASTERED LIVEBLOG // CHAPTERS 10 + 11

we had a week of peace and now we’re gonna get annihilated!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i have no clue how long this liveblog may end up but hell and high water i’m combining them both

she tore the jade pendant from her neck and flung it into the darkness.

let’s give a warm welcome, to sadness,

i’m very excited for all-new cinder content hhhhhhh if u havent gathered by now I Love This Bitch and I Love Her Many Problems so im thankful for this gift 😞

Cinder was a ruin, her pride carved and served like slabs of meat.

i can FEEL diesel n kc rly patting themselves on the back for every bit of wet meat they can toss at me!!!!!!!!!! U HEAR THAT I CAN FEEL U!!!!!!!!!!! but also i still love this shit w/ all my heart!!!!!!!!!! IM NEVER GONNA STOP SAYIN IT

She had never looked at Glynda’s files.

im so sorry cinder baby but that whole thing? is still HILARIOUS oh my GOD i cannot believe you fucked up that badly. u shoved yr entire head into a beartrap. u absolutely crapped yr pants on that one. yr gonna be thinking abt that on yr deathbed,

/looks at the chapter title again

hhhhhhhh im. so pumped. its gonna be hard to talk abt most of this w/o doing a million fingerguns a minute but i’m gonna try my best

Cinder approached the mirror and touched its silvered face with black-tipped claws,

I SAID IM GONNA TRY MY BEST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

She was iron barbs beneath the nail bed, glowing coals underfoot, the singular capacity to do harm. She was a beast, armed with fang and claw and a deep, dark void where her compassion should have laid, and she was dressed for dinner.

HHHHHH god YES THIS IS THE CINDER IM THIRSTY FOR............ i literally cannot say anything that isnt a massive 👈😎👈 but AAAAAAA

like im reading thru this and i cant cherry-pick lines this whole bit? is SO GOOD...  kc n diesel are Yet Again obliterating me w/ their mastery of the narrative style of offal hunt and i just love all of this i rly wish i could explain how offal hunt is EXACTLY MY BRAND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! F U C K

The final touch on her mastercraft disaster: the four sawed-off horn stumps which grew among her silver-streaked hair.

HOOOO B O I i am. Losin it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE HER HORNS.......... CINDR...............

Wretchedly, she wondered: did Glynda even respect her now?

any other villain: my plan didnt work and im mad >:( cinder fall: my plan didnt work and now im mad but also mostly sad :(

CINDER’S TRYING HER BEST GOD.......... i literally hate how the remaster has made her So Soft, Actually... I BELIEVE IN U CINDER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE U!!!!!!!!!!!!! DO YR BEST

Every part of her was hot and hollow. She was sick with loathing.

i LOVE HER.... CINDER I HOPE U KNO THAT YR LOVED... god tho i dont like how SAD I AM RN... cinder’s so small and the world is so big and wants 2 Shit On Her blease

honestly like. im rly- LOOK I SAID THIS BEFORE BUT. this is why im rly lovin the new cinder content because in the first version we only got glimpses of her internal machinations and now we’re in full-blown Always Sad territory and everything is suffering :)

She blinked. Her double did not.

‘well’, thought murphy. ‘that’s terrifying.’

she’d only survived thanks to a keen instinct for danger, cultivated during her tenuous teenage years.

i NEED. I NEED. CINDER BACKSTORY. all these lil nuggets dont constitute a meal! I WANT A BIG MAC AND FRIES. WHAT THE HELL WAS THIS BABY DOING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

also again. the body horror of offal hunt? peak content. Im Lovin It

its getting harder to divine what is and what is not a 👈😎👈 because we got bits sprinkled around and theres only rly a spoiler potential if u glue em all together so im still being extra careful and the answer is blared in everyones faces so this whole kondor scene will go uncommented unless some Bullshit Happens which it will, so,

When she had become so invested in Glynda’s approval? When had a desire to be recognized as something inhuman, something ferocious, something black and terrible and capable of keeping up with Glynda Fucking Goodwitch turned into this?

oh! oh! i have the answer! i do! i know the answer! it’s you a lesbian,

The spectres of her youth haunted this city, owl-eyed children and fox-eared teens. They’d been a second sort of family, the only kind she’d had within these walls, and she’d wondered what had become of them in the past decades, but…

It was too sentimental, and she wasn’t meant to be a creature of sentiment.

oh boy okay wow

okay so actually this bit made me cry??? fuck OFF im losing it!!!!!!!! LET HER BE SENTIMENTAL!!!! LET HER HAVE PPL TO CARE ABT!!!!!!!!!! IM LITERALLY CRYING IM GONNA DIE!!!!!!!!!

She would go barefoot from this point on, her heels clutched at her side. When she left the hotel room to steal into the night, she promised herself not to look back.

im sorry im just. so sad rn. i havent cried over a fic in YEARS and we still have another chapter ago i hate this SO MUCH..............

here comes chapter 11 

if i cry even once more im going to stab!!!!!! im not sure what BUT ILL STAB!!!!!!!!!!!!

Even without his wings, the Manticore would easily have been twice the size of any of the other Grimm, far outstripping them in sheer bulk.

HATI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HATI HATI HATI

holy shit we actually get to see him this time!!!!!!!!!!! WE GET TO SEE THIS LEGENDARY BOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS CHONCC,

also hes a manticore now which is, Radical, may i just say, and just a little bit sexy,

The effortless grace in each move betrayed power most Grimm would not live to achieve. Once he stood, he had to dip his head low to meet her eye to eye. His canines were the length of her forearm.

if u werent here for the remaster? we never even SAW hati but now hes here, hes Big, and rly thats all that matters,

Like a child who’d been allowed to lie and lie until at last they’d strangled themself in the web they’d spun, Cinder couldn’t speak. Could only wait on his verdict.

every single one of cinder’s inherent themes is killing me and this business w/ family? stop. im dying. this is rude

The scant space between them popped and cracked like an sparking flame, warm and effervescent, and this time, Cinder lingered, hugging Hati close.

IF I CRY ONCE MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I MEAN IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IF U ASSHOLES MAKE ME CRY ONCE MORE I WILL DOXX YOU,

aaaaaaaaaaaaaah im loving this content i rly dont have words for it dhjfgsdfgjh i just, rly like the words, and the order theyre in, and i honestly keep forgetting to liveblog it cause i just wanna READ EM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tempting as it was—as it always had been, ever since she’d left the relative safety of the wastes and learned what happened to scraggly-limbed teens with horns and fangs and gleaming eyes—

with every chapter i desperately have 2 kno more abt baby cinder i HAVE to know i am so. UNBEARABLY CURIOUS... baby cinder what happened... what happened 2 u....

A lantern’s glow warmed her, bleeding into the darkness leeching at them both. It was a gentle gold across her skin, and like an answering signal from a distant outpost, Cinder saw a flush of light through the dark fur lining Hati’s throat, as though flames licked at his insides.

i forgot. that cinder glows like that when she feels Loved or full of pride and you know what i dont like these chapters. they were made to hurt me and i Dont Like That (im mclovin it)

From the safety of Hati’s neck, she found it easier—after all this time, he was still her bastion.

WHEN YOU REALISE? THAT YR ACTIONS HAVE CONSEQUENCES?? STOP,

For a regular person, the machine would be able to draw out short bursts of power, the likes of which no Semblance could ever channel. The taxation would eventually destroy the soul so deeply, so thoroughly, as to leave it empty for good.

For a Witch? For—

the fact. she cut herself off before she could think ‘for glynda’. has me on the FLOOR. this bit is just So Much i dont like it

Glynda Goodwitch would not abandon this hunt. Cinder knew it, had read it from her palms like an open book—Glynda Goodwitch did not know how to stop. If it had been anyone else on Remnant, they might never return, might never pull themselves back into action after today—but Glynda did not have a shred of self-preservation.

me, knocking against cinder’s head: u kno for someone w/ so many schemes in yr brain yr pretty dumb and gay, huh,

firstly let’s talk abt cinder’s “””””””””””””””””””self-preservation””””””””””””””””””” instin-- whats that? not found? yes

[Glynda’s] eyes were empty, hungry, insatiable.

i feel like ive read this line before! lets jump back a chapter--

In [Cinder’s] eyes, there was a subtle, endless hunger.

WAKE UP CINDER SHE’S YR SOULMATE!!!!!!!!!!! THE COFFEE’S READY U CAN SMELL THE BACON FROM HERE WAKE UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

With a fluid leap, they were in the air, the ground quickly shrinking beneath them. Pressing her face against his neck to shield herself from the wind, she closed her eyes and prepared herself for what was to come, trusting Hati to deliver her safely.

that said i ADORE my boy hati is literally the best part of offal hunt kc and diesel do not interact,

He was frozen in horrific anticipation, like watching an imminent tragedy and being absolutely helpless to stop it. Like all the tension was mixed with grief and hopeless, futile fear.

when will offal hunt be nice to me. when will any of these characters get to be happy. hello. im full of sadness.

The sound was like a saw working back and forth, but resonating inside her head, rattling every tooth in her jaw, deafening to her ears.

im literally gritting my teeth at this i can hear it in my own head and its Very Bad!!!!!!!!!!!!! GOD AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

okay god i can barely handle to quote anything more this bit is hurting ME so lets swiftly move on before I Die

Cinder closed her weary eyes, sinking into sleep like a shallow grave.

BE NICE TO HER!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BE NICE TO HER JUST THIS ONCE, PLEASE, IM BEGGING YOU,

They only knew death, only ever sought death; fangs and claws slicked with blood, magic rending meat and marrow apart, and everywhere that choking, scalding heat, spilled blood like magma, like the core of a planet.

hmm... that seems like a 👈😎👈 ~reference~

They were all alert, ears pricked, hackles raised like Hati’s. They all fixed on the same spot, somewhere beyond the darkness of the cave opening, and though she could barely think, she knew:

She was out of time. The Witch was here.

oh no.

okay so THATS CHAPTERS 10 AND 11! i only cried ONCE and u kno what thats. a Victory. these two chapters were VERY GOOD i rly loved em and i can tell new readers r gonna have a blast w/ this shit!!!!!!!!!! meanwhile i, a veteran reader, am full of peril,

terrible.

                                BABES. I. AM. IN. SHOCK. 

honestly, when I revamped Lance I NEVER thought I would hit such a large milestone - or that I would find so many new friends by bringing him back!!! It warms my heart that so many people have given this hot headed dork so much love from a tv show from YEARS ago - so I thought I’d give some love back

So - before I get into the mushy gushy stuff. The giveaway. It’s not exactly your...usual type of giveaway? Pretty much if our characters have interacted/have a friendship/relationship you can send a lil  ❤ and I’ll made a small fanvideo of Lance and your muse! Obviously your character will need to have a live action or cartoon faceclaim (or be from the show) for me to do so - but I thought it would be kind of fun to try and do! So you can just send me a  ❤ in case you’re too shy to ask ooc and I’ll find a lil song (or you can send one in you think fits them!) and I’ll try my best to make a little video celebrating their relationship! Hence the Valentine themed giveaway which I bet totally flops lol :3

                   AND NOW THE MUSHY STUFF UNDER THE CUT!

@darcybby - ha. ok. you’ll pretty much be on every follow forever?? on any blog??? you’re gonna have to deal with that. you’ve been through four blogs with me now (I’m terrible) but even if we can’t interact on some of them I still adore chatting to you ooc! Did you know you’re the only person I actually talk to on skype??? the rest I just chat with. I’m sorry we’ve not called recently (damn anxiety) but I still know you’re there if I need you and I hope you feel the same way <3 

@prydefully - I have started shipping Lancitty in a way I never even thought I could tbh. AND ITS ALL YOUR FAULT! somehow a ship from a tv show which was very forced if we’re honest pushed by the writers for a romance between both sides of the teams has developed into one of the most damn. angsty. thing. I love it, I love it so much and I love talking to you ooc, you never fail to make me laugh over one thing or another <3 

@windsweptsilver​ - *drags hands across my face* can I just???? jesus, you’ve written Pietro for years, and it shows. each response  and reaction from Pietro is just spot on to what I think would be  from x-men evolutions version of Pietro. and as for headcanons - all of the ones you chat to me about make my heart hurt for him, and fit in around the shows screentime for him so well that I constantly find myself expecting some episodes to mention some of your ideas just because they fit so well. Lance and Pietro are such an interesting and fucked up relationship, I’m so happy we chat ooc about the dynamics of their relationship, as emotional as it makes me <3

@vestiica​ - how do I even?? shipping these two grumpy hot headed nerds wasn’t something I ever thought would happen - and yet here we are! well over a year later and after a blog revamp these two are still as weird and awkward as ever, and I wouldn’t have it any other way! (well....maybe I’d like them to get together properly soon - I mean, they need to sort their shit out XD) every thread we have I adore, and I only wish they had more interactions within the actual show! then again....maybe then I wouldn’t imagine them sharing pizza and learning how to swim in the way we’ve chatted about, which would be a tragedy in itself <3

@wildtsukai​ - THESE TWO I SWEAR. Lance and Toad are hilarious, and I’m so so so happy that you’re on tumblr to write with! You’re such a talented writer, you’ve gotten both sides of Todd down, the sad and the funny, Some of your backstory and headcanons make me pause and re-watch episodes with Todd’s lines, seeing them, in a completely different light, which honestly, is amazing. All of our threads have made me laugh multiple times if I’m honest, and I hope we can write them getting into more hijinks together <3  

@phcenixgirl​ - gah, another friendship that I adore Lance having! I mean...who’d of guessed Scott Summers spawn would be actually kind of cool? Lance certainly didn’t. But it’s brilliant, and I love our little threads ^^ but I also love our talks out of character,  even if recently its been me whining about my baby bro crying all the time <3 

@maximoffgirl / @multiplejamies / @idreamofjean - I still can’t believe I didn’t link your personal to your deviantart work to be honest, I’m almost ashamed of myself XD I love writing with you, on whichcever blog you have muse for really, and even if we haven’t started the thread on Jamie properly yet I’m sure I’ll love that too! ^^ Talking about evoltuion with you is so fun (and funny), especially when it’s about some of the reactions in the show, it’s always priceless! <3 

@bitebxck​ - *breaths heavily I don’t even know how to...gahhh, I adore your style of writing. Honestly, it’s so detailed and in depth, I’m always excited to see your replies when you’re done, even if I take FOREVER to respond back! I’m already super excited about writing on your other blog with you, so hopefully I’ll get round to that part of my drafts soon!! <3 

@welookoutforourown / @creepingnightmares - wellllll, lets just see how much I can gush about your art and your writing, shall we? seriously, I’m such a fan I’ve even showed a couple of friends your artwork because I think it’s so incredible (and they agree XD) and talked probably a little too much to them about how cute Maddy is! Her character is such a wonderful one, and you have an incredible way of writing her sweet character, while still being able to write Isaak as a very aggravating and cruel muse too - something that is honestly so impressive. I love seeing you on my dash, and I just wanna recommend you to all my followers <3  

@quiet-loudmouth - you followed me during a period where I was in a little bit of a rough patch...but every time I posted anything negative you came and chatted to me, and I honestly can’t thank you enough for that. you’re such a sweet person ooc, and your muse is also a total cutie, I knew I just had to write about you on my follow forever <3 

@runawaymutants​ - I’m gonna write about Elle because she’s the one I interact the most with ^^ I know you’re thinking about making me exclusive on skype, and even though I’m not too sure about roleplaying via skype I 100% would if it meant we could keep writing these two. They’re such cuties, I love every thread that we have together, and even if we swap it over to skype I still recommend that people follow you for your other oc Alec, who I don’t write with but I enjoy reading your threads with him all the time <3

@notaseasonsummers - ahhhh another person in the group categorized ‘muses I didn’t realize I would hardcore ship with Lance’! Seriously, Lance’s enemy's brother is just....wow. XD These two are such dorks with each other, and all of your christmas presents were so much fun every day that I think I love your muse even more now because of your blog! seriously, these bro’s are a top ship of mine involving Lance now <3

@vampirestakecareofourown​ - *flails awkwardly* I don’t want to keep repeating myself with the same compliments, but honestly, all of you are such incredible writers, so I have to say it for you too. Honestly, I love Gory and your portrayal, and I love how quickly our two muse are bonding and connecting. Add in the fun little comments and chats ooc and I'm just really grateful that you’re a mutual follower I consider a friend! <3 

@mypralaya - I know we don’t talk THAT much ooc, but I still just want to say that you’re another writer whose threads I enjoy immensely :) Though I’m painfully slow with replies at the moment, know that each thread and each muse you have are super interesting to me, especially since they’re less known than other xmen characters around ^^ I have to admit I’m especially fond of our thread on this account, and can’t wait to see what happens next! <3

@blindedleadingtheblind - well lets be honest, with Lance and Scott? You’re always going to make my list bahaha. Seriously, these two idiots and their ‘macho’ contests just make out already make me laugh so much. In fact, a lot of your asks and interactions are really fun and I ADORE seeing you on my dash! I hope we do more threads in the future <3

@sneakymystique - and last, but SO not least! the way you write Mystique is just....scary. scary GOOD, but still....poor Lance XD our threads have gotten him into a lot of shit so far, but really I wouldn’t have it any other way. Your Mystique is so manipulative and brutal, and such a perfect version of Evolution’s Mystique. Add in your little comments about Evolution tv show as a whole and you’re just a wonderful addition to my ever moving dash! <3

and now I just want to apologize to anyone who I haven’t written about here. there were honestly at least twenty more people I wanted to write about - but as you can probably see this post got waaaayyy too long, and these are people I chat with ooc and feel comfortable writing about. Just know that if I follow you, I adore your writing, your character and whatever threads we have going on. Happy Valentines Day! Mwah <3