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lawslessons · 3 years

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hey! i really enjoyed what you wrote for the soulmate alphabets so [insert All Might smile] i am here!! could i request D [soulmate] for Zoro? thanks in advance! ☺️💓

Hello my dear! I am so sorry for how long this took, I haven’t been feeling well but today I had energy to write so I decided to take advantage of that! I took some creative liberty with the whole Marine aspect and I hope you enjoy it!

Zoro x Reader - No Promises

D - “damage done to a person also translates into their soulmate’s body”

Warnings: mentions of bodily harm

Synopsis: A vicious pursuit, Zoro manages to get lost and stumble across someone powerful. Their aura is daunting and their ability with a sword is even more frightening, but being efficient with a sword is not their only similarity. Zoro soon finds out that their connection runs deeper, much deeper, not just skin deep in the pursuit.

“We almost caught up with him, Vice Admiral!” A shaky man yelled to his head officer with his hand against his forehead in pure respect. The person they were addressing didn’t look too pleased by what their subordinate said.

“Almost? Almost? Why didn’t you catch up to him?” They scowled as they slammed their fist down against the table and watched as it began to shake under the sheer force of their fist.

“He’s fast, we had no way -- “

“Bullshit,” They scoffed as they adjusted their white cape with a sour expression on their face. The subordinate squeaked and quickly scrambled to grab his papers before he ran out of the office with a small scream. They sighed in annoyance as they watched him run away, they leaned against their desk with a small frown. “Guess I need to go out there,” They said as they grabbed their sword and left their office. If something needed to be done, do it yourself or something like that, they thought. Like usual, the Strawhat crew was making a mess of a town they were in, and being the Vice Admiral in charge of the island and the islands surrounding it, they took it as their personal responsibility to make sure that this disturbance was accounted for. While most of the crew had escaped, there was a person that wasn’t accounted for yet: Roronoa Zoro, one of the world’s strongest swordsmen. They felt their hand tense at the thought of being able to finally fight him, to finally see if his strength was anything remarkable.

“Vice Admiral! We caught sight of him near the pier, it seems that he’s lost?” Another subordinate said in some confusion. They couldn’t help but sigh at that, they had heard about how directionally challenged the swordsman was, but they never expected it to be this bad, after all the island was only so big. With a small breath, they got into a running stance before they were practically flying through the air to the pier to catch up with the swordsman. They came to a skidding halt when they heard the sound of swords clashing.

He was here.

When they looked over their shoulder and saw the swordsman heavily breathing as he put his swords away, they couldn’t help but smirk.

“Are you already tired?” They teased as they slowly approached the rabid Zoro. Zoro frowned and went to pull his sword out, but their quick reflexes quickly stopped the swordsman in his tracks. “Did you seriously think that would work?” They frowned as they pulled their sword away. Their eyes scanned over the swordsman's body and noticed something interesting. Scars ran across his chest and his arms, all deep and jagged and painful, and most importantly exactly like theirs. They frowned at that realization and took a step back from him. Now it was Zoro’s turn to smirk, he took their look as them checking him out, who would blame them? He was built, strong, he was almost godly in his stature.

“If you just wanted me you could’ve asked, I've never done a vice admiral before,” Zoro teased.

“Shut it,” They snapped in disgust, they moved to take their coat off and unbuttoned the top of their shirt to show the same, long scar that Zoro had. “I was looking at your scar, where the hell did you get it?” They asked as they pointed to the swordsman in curiosity. Zoro frowned when he saw the scar that was the same as his own, but before either of them could say anymore, the marine reinforcements were beginning to arrive and come in full force.

“Run!” They quickly said as they grabbed the swordsman’s hand and went to run to a safe place for the two of them. They ran fast, Zoro even had to admit that he was surprised by their deftness and speed. As they reached an isolated, quiet part of the town, they started to slow down and looked over at the swordsman.

“Where -- “

“An abandoned part of the town, it was run down by pirates and the people here had to evacuate,” They shared as they adjusted the coat over their shoulders again. Zoro watched as their face became sullen and how they grew quiet as they looked around the town they were in. Even more than that, Zoro was surprised at how quickly they were opening up to him, why was that?

“Abandoned?” Zoro decided to ask. He almost regretted asking when he saw how their face darkened.

“All you pirates think you’re so righteous, you fight marines, other pirates but do you ever think about the citizens who have to live in your mess?” They asked him. Zoro stayed silent and watched as they glared at him. Zoro could feel the power emanating off of them, they were someone he knew he shouldn’t mess with so easily. A Vice Admiral, but why were they so different? Did they have the same moral compass as a normal Marine, yes, but something about the way they held themselves, the way the coat slid off of their shoulders caught his eye.

“What if I said the same about you, huh? You marines only cause damage where you go. You say you represent justice, but what is that justice? Where is it?” Zoro decided to press with a sour frown on his face.

“Don’t even compare me to -- “

“So you think you’re above the law? You think you can destroy towns that were run by pirates? What about the innocent people there depending on their protection? You guys do the same thing the lowly pirates do. I’m not saying pirates are better, I’m not. I’m saying to look at yourself before you spout bullshit like that, at least pirates have the guts to acknowledge when they destroy something, you all just run away,” Zoro ranted as he slowly stepped towards them. When he noticed how they were trying to look away from him, he used his hand to grab at their chin and force them to maintain the sharp, almost painful eye contact with him. Both of them had hate in their eyes, the tension between them was thick, but thick with what exactly? Neither of them could place their finger on what exactly it was. But soon, Zoro noticed how their eyes began to soften, their lips tightened and it looked as if they were thinking.

“There really are bad people on both sides,” They frowned as they tried to step away from the swordsman, but Zoro wouldn’t let them go that easily.

“Why do you have those scars?” Zoro asked instead. The position they were in looked compromising. The Vice Admiral’s back was against a wall now, the swordsman was looking straight down at their chest with curious eyes. Realizing the strange position they were both in, the Vice Admiral had the grace to blush and cast their eyes away from the swordsman as he seemingly undressed them with one of his eyes.

“They showed up one day. I was a captain on a ship and one day when I was patrolling, a sharp pain. I passed out, when I woke up I saw the deep scar across my chest which confused me, I wasn’t even attacked, and then even more scars started to appear. And two years ago the worst pain in my life happened. A deep pain, it was a personal scar I could tell, it was like fire,” They tried to explain, they did their best to try to explain something that seemingly didn’t make any sense. Zoro was stunned to silence, he stared at the scar some more and looked at the smooth edges of the scar, the stitching, everything. He knew the work of that sword, he was the one who was on the other end of the sword.

“It was my fault,” Zoro breathed out apologetically, but now it was their turn to be confused.

“What -- “ Before they were allowed to finish, Zoro stepped back and pointed to the deep scar on his own chest with a frown on his face.

“I got hurt then, that must've done something to you, but I don’t know why,” Zoro frowned. When they both looked at each other again, they began to realize that their connection may have run deeper than he realized. Neither of them were able to say anything about it though, how could they? One was a Vice Admiral and the other a pirate, a powerful pirate from a notorious group.

“I won’t forget you, Zoro,” They said as the sound of footsteps were heard in the distance: the rest of the reinforcements were coming. Their connection was deep, their lives were intertwined and they didn’t know it yet. “I will capture you one day, and then we can talk,” They said, their sense of justice and their loyalty to their job was still on the forefront of their mind, they couldn’t let Zoro know the power he had over them. Zoro felt the same way, he did his best to look annoyed, but it was difficult, he was intrigued by them.

“And I will do my best to kick your ass,” Zoro smirked.

“Romantic,” They teased.

“I can be if you give me a shot,” Zoro flirted as he started to follow the Vice Admiral out of the abandoned part of the town. They rolled their eyes and looked back over at him.

“You wish, now get out of here, and don’t get lost!” They yelled as they saw Zoro already running, was it even in the right direction?

“No promises,” Zoro smirked as he started to run past the marines that were there. They all looked confused, how did their Vice Admiral not catch up to him yet?

“Get him!” A marine yelled as the pursuit began. Zoro wasn’t worried about the people chasing him, instead his mind lingered on the Vice Admiral. The way the coat dropped off of their shoulders, their frown, so romantic. Zoro laughed and sped up, this was going to be an interesting pursuit for sure.

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xsecretblastsx · 4 years

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1x18 Much I do about nothing

So, here it is the final recap for S1. Once again this one took way too long, but long story short I have limited access to a laptop I’m basically only able to do this on mobile, which is not the best.

I normally do the recaps in one sitting, which takes me quite a while and it’s hard for me to find the time to do it. So going forward I’m going to try to do it a bit differently and watch the epsiode in parts, I’m hoping that will help to have the recaps out there faster.

Anyway, here’s the recap.

Thoughts I had while watching the episode

Serena calling after Dan all night... he isnt’t worthy of that but she loves him so there’s that

Rufus and Lily finally got their sexy time. Too bad is the morning of Lily’s wedding. Talk about akward.

This is one of my fave scenes of Chuck and Blair, there’s cuteness, there’s flirty banter and feisty Blair, what’s not to love.

I still want to know the story about him not removing that scarf. Just for entertaining purposes.

Nate and his dad running is a nice little call back to the early episodes of S1, which feels like ages ago.

And here we are with Dan and Georgina and Serena finally exposing her as a manipulative evil mastermind

Thanks Serena for reminding that Lily & Rufus can’t coexist with Dan and Serena 😪

That scene between Bart and Lily is actually good, he’s obviously making a point and letting her know she must make a choice, the good old days when Bart was actually a character and not a cartoon villian.

I remember thinking on my first watch while Dan and Blair are scheming, the show should make them snarky friends that would be fun. 😪

Seriously Dan and ‘Sarah’ have known each other for how long and they already have “their spot” guys are the worst

“Humphrey you’re a born liar” you don’t even know the half of it Blair

As much as I love Blair and this iconic line “haven’t you heard, I’m the crazy bitch around here” I still can’t believe that aftet plotting the whole night with Chuck their plan was just ratting her out to her parents.

Sorry Jenny but that dress Vanessa is wearing is awful. Actually I’m not a fan of Blair’s dress either. Anyway everything is a tad better with ‘Time to pretend’ playing in the background, overplayed as it was I still love it.

Also Blair and Chuck again with the flirty bantering, reminiscing a bit about that first time and Chuck getting kicked. Quality content all around.

I don��t know about Serena but luckily for Blair twenty years in the future she won’t be on her fourth husband

I always hated that “I didn’t sleep with Georgina, but I may as well have” like first of all what does that even mean. Second it’s so frustating because it feels like the show went through great lengths to keep Dan as the “good guy” on this particular situation, and that wasn’t fair to Serena.

Even though I know this is only the end of S1 and there’s more to come I’ll forever be bitter about Rufus and Lily not being together. I do like the bittersweet note of this particular moment though.

Rufly aside I have such a soft spot for the Van der Basses. Sure it was far from perfect but still.

That earlier bit between Nate and Chuck with the captain pointing out that whoever the girl they’re fighting about ain’t worth it and Chuck agreeing and Nate saying that’s the problem may seem like another of Chuck douchbag smarmy moments, but I actually like how it sort of makes sense later in the episode, because is only when Chuck admits the truth to Nate about how he felt about Blair, that Nate not only finally listens to him about the captain, but is also willing to have his friend back.

Poor Nate, always being let down by his father, at least he got to make his point, even if he had to punch his dad (again) to do it.

Even though Blair is on full bitch mode towards Vanessa, she ain’t actually wrong about Nate: endless family drama and never getting over Serena.

Nate and Chuck’s friendship isn’t as larger than life as Blair and Serenas, but is one I still love, and finally is back on. Also Nate’s amused and surprised smile about Chuck’s feelings for Blair is priceless. Chuck’s reaction too, how con someone be smug and shy at the same time?

Dan makes me want to scream like what bullshit is thid “i got seduced by a girl who was pretending to someone else and you knew” so somehow that’s Serenad fault? “I am the most understanding person in the world” Excuse me!!! In what universe, like honestly Dan just shut up.

The fact that this show actually has Serena saying “we are exactly we were at the Bass brunch when we started dating I wasn’t the person you thought I was and you can’t forgive that” and then Dan just sidetracks and claims a lot has happen... and we’re only on season one

Beside the fact that I love the scene of Chuck’s speech while he’s looking at Blair, this line is so spot on “in the face of true love you don’t give up, even if the object of your affection is begging you to” the whole speech is basically the abreviated version of the Chuck and Blair story.

Serena’s is in her own cloud of missery and yet she still makes a face when she sees Chuck and Blair are kissing 😂

Chuck Bass is a romantic, and that’s all that matters 😉.

As much as I’m not sad about Dan and Serena breaking up, it is kind of sad watching them have a last dance with ‘the ice’s getting thinner” playing in the background (such a good song btw)

I had honestly forgot about Jenny for a bit here.

I feel so robbed because they just skip a week and we didn’t got to see any of it, like Chuck being a complete gentlemen? C’mon! Anyway Blair’s traveling outfit is almos customy, nevermind I still love it, it also helps how fears about helicopters aside, she’s excited she’s about the Tuscany trip,

I remember the first time I was like so that’s the end of Nate and Vanessa? How swift. Not that I mind because that scene between Nate and Serena was so promising about summer and the Hamptons... but that’s a rant for S2

The way Bart can’t help but messing up Chuck’s head, even if he doesn’t try to, though whith Bart one never knows. Fun fact: the first time I watched this episode when Chuck goes after Amelia I literally screamed to the screen: “NO!!!’ You idiot”.

So that’s a wrap on Season 1! It was such a fun ride and I’m going to miss it. This last episode was really packed, it also felt quite long for some reason. It also ends with every major ship on the outs, which sucks a bit but it’s also a great set up for season 2.

First there’s Dan and Serena, who call it quits because for the last few episodes their relationship has been a constance struggle of secret and lies. One could make the point that their relationship was always dishonest by Dan’s secret identity as gossip girl, god knows I’ve been ranting about that the whole season particularly the last episode, because in principle is very hypocrital of Dan to be so mad about Serena’s lies when he’s keeping the biggest secret of all. But since she doesn’t know this the whole discussion is centered about her mistakes... Serena makes the very valid (and true) point that Dan can’t forgive her for not being who he thought she was, and this is something that’s going to keep being an issue for them the whole show, but for this particular break up the other big issue is lack of trust

Trust is the key point in a relationship and how can Dan trust Serena if she lies and hides stuff, they can’t have a relationship that way, even if she has come clean about her past who’s not to say if they come across another issue Serena will be honest this time and not hide and try to handle it on her own, truth is she most likely will, (she does act this way in future seasons) but what I would like to point out is that as much as Dan can’t trust her now, Serena actually never trusted him, not in the sense that he would spill her secrets but rather that she didn’t trust him not to judge her and she also didn’t trust that he would still love her if he knew everything about her. And in her mind he proves her right that’s why she points out they’re having the same argument they had at the Bass brunch and even so (sadly) Serena still wants to work through this and Dan is the one that says no, let’s break up. I don’t disagree with him is better for them to be separated but I ‘m petty and so I kind of hate he’s the one in his high horse breaking up with her, when he almost cheated on her with Georgina and even has the nerve to be like “i only did that because you cheated on me and you’re a liar and you let me get involved with a psycho” and it’s just hell no Dan! First of all no one force you to do anything, and also how long did he knew this girl Sarah and they already have “their spot” like that’s on you, and I’m not even mentioning how this argument of the psycho pretty much destroys itself when one remember he’s gossip girl so... who’s the most twisted manipulative one there. I would have issues with Dan and Serena even if he wasn’t Gossip Gilr, but the fact that he is... seriously he’s one devious guy.

Also not a fan of the show going out of their way to keep Dan’s nice guy image, they keep teasing his night with Georgina and then they decide to be light, well he didn’t actually slept with her, the intention was there, but he didn’t because he’s good Dan and sex is meaningful for him, so it’s a big deal for him, but still he was nice and faithful. Sorry but no, have him cheat, everyone else in this show makes questionable decisions and surely the UES changes Dan, so I would like for the show to embrace, they eventualy show it, but they had the space to start to show it much earlier, also just for the record sex with Dan was meaningful for Serena, it wasn’t something she had really experienced before, and it was pointed out earlier in the season, so sex it’s not only meaningful for Dan.

Other two relationships have a quick death this episode: Rufly & Nate and Vanessa. The later gets set aside almost like and afterthought which was dissapointing because it was like why bother then in the first place? Also I actually like their interactions and Vanessa while still judgemental makes and effort for Nate to be more understanding and in turn allows her to show different sides of her character and that’s nice. Then we have that scene between Nate and serena and it’s iluminatinhg, because at list at this point it looke like the show wanted to set something up there and it’s like finally! let’s unravel this (and then...😪 but that’s a rant for the next recap). Rufly on the other hand I like how it went, it felt natural and yet sad because basically they don’t take their chance because they feel that boat sailed a long time ago, it’s been 20 years, and they could have stolen moments, but more than that is just not possible, doesn’t seem like it could work at this stage of their lifes, and while it’s exciting to take the plunge I totally get why they didn’t here.

Finally there’s Chuck and Blair, and me screaming into infinity. Don’t get me wrong I love this episode and even when I still was like No Chuck you idiot! In some ways it needed to happen. Or at least some version of it, but I’m getting ahead of myself. What I love about this episode is all their flirty banter, their chemistry shines through every single scene they have, and they truly make me think of much ado about nothing, i like the back and forth and the obvious subtext of how much they truly like each other, and one can also tell how this is exciting for them, these thing between it’s a first for both of them for him it’s the first time he wanted more from a girl, he yearns for her in a way he never has feel before, he feels, he’s in love, and to her is quite a heady experience to be so openly wanted by someone, she doesn’t even have to try, to force it like she did Nate whose eyes were always following her best friend, Chuck’s eyes follow her and no else. For a minute there they take the plunge, armed with having his best friend back and getting a family Chuck’s goes for it via a best man speech and an apology. He’s a romantic at heart and he wants her to know, and she can’t resist it and goes for it to.

We’re robbed from that week they’re together after that night and is such a shame because while I feel internally each of them have acknowledged they’re in love with each other, there’s a difference between falling in love with someone and actually loving someone, and I feel this is the time that while they obviously don’t speak about it, I don’t even think they fully realized then but they truly fell for each other to the point where it was never the same again. It’s a scary thought, and it’s Bart who brings those fears to the front of Chuck’s mind, the guy is scared to death, is not only because the change of going from womanizing playboy to boyfriend seems monumental for a guy like him but more importantly Chuck’s someone who believes the worst of himself, and it wasn’t a big deal for him, because to eyes of the person whose opinion matters the most to him he’s alreayd a failure and that’s not got to change, but Blair is his second thoughest critic, what she thinks matters and unlike Bart she actually believes he has it in him, to be whatever he wants to and Bart’s words make him think of the expectations Blair may have of him now, and the thought of proving her wrong, he doesn’t want her to see that, and sure he’s going to fail and she’ll hate him for it... and that would be it. So better to end it now, on his terms while he’s the one in control of the situation and put a stop to it.

Bottom line he ain’t ready for it at all, he actually won’t be for a long time, and because of this is going to take Blair a lot of time too to be ready for it. Is what I like about Chuck’s best man speech at first glance is his way to tell Blair he feels something for her and he wants her to give him, them the chance to be something. It’s a plight at heart. It also works perfectly as a summary of what their relationship will be for a while. That no matter what, they love each other, theirs is true love and even if it’s hard almost impossible at times, they can’t give up, and that when one of them wants to throw the towel there’s the other one to remind them of why is worth it in the end.

The game between them is really about to start, here we go S2.

Random bits I’ve noticed:

Chuck lightly squeezing his dad’s arm when Lily’s almost at the end of the altar warmed my heart.

#gossip girl rewatch #gossip girl recap #gossip girl #1x18 #much i do about nothing

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scoopsgf · 4 years

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I'm ranting to a friend about Endgame rn, so have a few questions about that bc I'm curious :P Your thoughts on Steve's ending? On Tony's? And which one hurt more for you, the death of a beloved character or the destruction of a character arc? Okay bye, hope you're doing okay dear xoxo 💞💞

okay. okay sit down. have some water. let’s chat.

on steve:

upon watching endgame for the first time, i wasn’t really into marvel. i only started getting into the MCU after seeing thor: ragnarok in theatre with my sister and some friends. it reminded me a lot of guardians of the galaxy, one of the only marvel movies i liked at the time—but I wasn’t rlly invested. ANYWAY. at the time (dont kill me) i didn’t really care about steve’s arc! just watching it as a casual fan i couldn’t really understand what was wrong with it.

and then.

i began to ship steve and bucky.

honestly i don’t know how i ever watched ca:tws without noticing how absolutely unabashedly gay it was. like it’s right in front of our faces. steve is basically begging bucky to kill him because if this is it, if this is really the end of the line for them, then it better be at bucky’s hand. if they’re gonna die, they’re gonna go out together. the whole thing is played out like a tragic romance in a shakespeare play. romeo and juliet could never!!!

so basically, i fucking hate steve’s arc. we have captain america: the first avenger, which establishes that steve and bucky are best friends, that they grew up with each other, that they loved each other. we have captain america: the winter soldier, in which steve finds out that bucky is alive and goes absolutely APESHIT trying to find him, trying to get him back, nearly dying at his hands. we have captain america: civil war, in which steve is willing to risk EVERYTHING for bucky, willing to break the law and live as a rogue and lose his friends/family because bucky is It ok he is the love of steve’s fucking LIFE!

basically what im trying to say is, every captain america movie centers around steve and bucky.

peggy is in one of those movies, and then she gets her own show where she moves on and gets married and has kids or whatever. good for her, hoorah.

and then in endgame, we have this bullshit ending where all of steve’s character development goes out the window, peggy’s ending is erased, some weird ass alternate timeline is created ig, and the thing that drove steve his entire life, his main character motivation (bucky) is just disregarded.

and i am FURIOUS.

every day i am angry about this.

i am so angry i want to SMASH something.

on tony:

idk what u mean he’s not dead.

#asks #anon #no but seriosuly id have to say i feel different things #steve’s ending makes me angry #while tony’s ending just makes me sad #like i understand it but i still thing that all of them joining hands and sharing the power of the stones #would have made more sense #like what was the point of gotg if it wasnt gonna end that way #and now his family is like basically irrelevant bc gwyneth fucked off to sell vagina candles #and the mcu refuses to establish the bond of peter and morgan ig #why cant i have nice things #anyway #fuck

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fthisshiiimout · 4 years

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" Hope is a dangeous thing" Michael Guerin's words of wisdom! He said it to Max and said it to Maria! But I really hope every single MALEX fan took it to heart cause it was really meant for US!

I dont care what people say in this fandom anymore. "I dont want to hear spoilers" " no spoilers" " you should tag your shit as a spoiler" NO IM NOT GOING TO! Ya know why?? Because Carina herself wouldnt have shown her shit if she didnt want SPOILERS OUT!! DUHH! And Im ranting because Im sick of the headgames with this show..it ridiculous..no wonder why people in this fandom are dropping like flies.

And Im sick and tired of the back and forth between M/M and M/A. Im sick of the headgames with the showrunner as well! One day its " Oh its Maria..shes his light" and whatever else is spewed. And the next its " Ohh Michael and Alex there journey is from darkness to light" and whatever other bullshit is spewed. Cause in reality its all Bullshit to keep Malex fans and Miluca fans to keep watching and fighting. If you ever cared to look at the ratings for season 1 they were abysmal. Only the first 2 episodes got over a million viewers. Which is horrible..but in full disclosure Theres only 1 CW show that has really any kind of following ( and hint hint its not Supernatural..That shows ratings are going down faster then a hooker on payday). Believe me I did the research. I dont understand why they are putting it after a tanking show if they want more viewers ( No disrespect to Supernatural, my daughter and husband love this show). But I digress..

The show runners know where there bread is buttered on this show and it is with MALEX fans. It even overshadows the Liz/Max shippers and Definitely over shadows Michael and Maria. Hell Vlamis and Tyler realized it pretty quickly..Vlamis made a sold out Merch line because of it. And they are the captains of this ship because they see the potential of how big it can be. Hell even the CW pr team figured it out! Thats why in the trailer we saw Malex and no Miluca?? Its not rocket science to figure this out!

So why now are the showrunners literally shitting on the LGBTQ+ community by taking away the only couple that represent that population on that show?? Then placating the community with "ooh Alex gets a new love interest" and the obscure and downright awkward " oh someone who Identified as straight in the beginning of the season will not be at the end". What a FUCKING FARCE! Like really?? As a community are we that desperate or obtuse?? Did nobody roll there eyes at this bullshit? Or am I the only one? We have a perfectly "cosmic" gay ship in front of us! Yes with baggage..no denying that..but thats the drama of TV I get it.

The reason is because the showrunners have no plans to make Malex anymore. There I said it and I SAW IT FIRSTHAND! In 2x01 Michael told Alex straight up they "were done" it was pretty cut and dry and lasted all of 2 mins...good to know Malex fans get two mins of heartbreak..that should tell you something. While Michael and Maria had 3 scenes..maybe more together. Granted they were not together at the end of 2x01 but According to Heather they will be trying to " ignite the spark between them" for the entire season. And that they're love is " exciting and blah blah blah".. No one gives a shit. Least of all me. But you can clearly see thats where its headed.

Also in season 1 there were some big hints too that I myself overlooked but they were glaring but subtle like the Max/Cam love scene intertwined with the Michael/Alex scene and the song playing in the background..that was telling... You dont see Max and Cam together. Or 1x12 prison scene " Cant love me" playing in the background and the words Michael spit at Alex..I dont think they were complete lies. Michael felt them on some lvl. And Alex's own words " Sometimes the world ends with a wimper, Guerin".. Those were all meant for Malex shippers as well.

And what about this "see if we can " be friends" or " we didn't even know each other" bullshit! I hate those lines..Like really?? Michael moved back to Roswell when he was 11..which meant that they went to school and living in a small town grew up together. At least for 7 or so yrs. They must have knew each other just for the simple fact of the Liz/Max dynamic..I grew up in many a small town i know this dynamic well. EVERYONE LITERALLY KNOWS EVERYONE! Maybe they didn't really hook up till the end of senior year. But they knew each other and I can almost bet that Alex admired Michael's protectiveness and Michael admired Alex's strength. And they also must have known about each others abusive pasts to a point..logic dictates that. And relationships have been built and survived on less.And if the showrunners wanted to make them " friends" for a time I could even tolerate it..tolerate being the operative word.

But no Michael's gonna "light the spark" with Maria..because in reality thats what the showrunners want. They dont give a shit about Malex working through their shit like logic adults would. And that's fine It just frustrates me that I was sold a lie..and every Malex shipper was too. Wake up fellow shippers and see it too. Or dont..Lies are comfortable like a warm blanket on a cold night. Everyone has some delusion they cling to..much like hope.

My last frustration with the ending of this ship will be that it is laid solely at Alex's feet. "He kept walking away", " He abandoned Michael for 10 yrs", "He left him behind", "I love him, I probably always will..but hes tied to all these horrible memories in my life. All the things his family did to mine. Coming back to him always feels like a crash landing" or the newest and deepest when Alex was giving him the file from Caulfield " Manes men did this to her".. Its always going to be Alex's fault. I wonder if Tyler knew the full extent of the way Alex was gonna be shit on. I dont think Tyler being openly queer himself would be ok with that kind of representation of the Gay community. Its pretty jarring... Honestly I can almost guarantee they probably " promised" him a more normal gay relationship with this new " character" Forrest. Whatever the case may be its still bullshit. Michael seems to hold no responsibility to it.

And Michael will still get the girl and be in his hetero relationship with Maria..because Im asking the question..is he really bi? Evidence in the show doesn't specifically back that up. The only man we see him with is Alex..I havent heard or seen him with other men. Even Michael himself said "Its just him..screws me up".. So maybe "Pan" is a better description?

So RIP Malex! It was good while it lasted.."cosmic" even..but the showrunners killed you off before you even got the opportunity to take flight! ( This is a rant about the showrunners and writers for the fake promise of Malex. I seriously have no issue with Maria or the actress per se...and if the showrunners wanted M/M they should have just started in Season 1 with them).

#roswell new mexico #roswell cw #roswellnm #malex #alex manes #michael guerin

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Hello again! Here I am sending more 😂 Do you mind doing character thing with Kasamatsu, Imayoshi, Wakamatsu and Otsubo? If it's too much, can you do with the first three? Thank you 💕

Hello again! ^^ (So sorry for the delay I was half done and then I got hit with homework and classes and didn’t have much time to do more analyses, but they’re done for the week now! I’m free!)

I don’t mind at all! But if it’s alright with you, I probably will just do those first three, not just because it’ll be ridiculously long otherwise, but because I don’t really? think I have any strong specific feelings for Otsubo? Idk why, I like him I just didn’t connect that much with him I don’t think... but I’ll gladly talk about the others!

Kasamatsu

How I feel about this character

GOOD SENPAI. I love this guy so much and wish he got to interact with more of the cast, I really vibe with his character design (his eyes are just... damn, also SOCKS), and I love the relationship he has with his team. He’s ruthless but obviously cares about all of them working together well, and is just looking for the respect he’s due as captain. Boy puts up with so much bullshit from his team of chaotic flaky weirdos, someone needs to cut him a break.

All the people I ship romantically with this character

Kise (KiKasa ftw, the character development Kise goes through because of Kasamatsu is excellent, and almost instantaneous after he joins the team [“I liked being Kise of Kaijo”]. it’s really easy to interpret his behavior toward Kasamatsu as a crush; there’s no denying they’ve got chemistry and work well together... and even tho Kise drives his senpai nuts, they obviously both care about each other a lot)

Aomine (I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again. They have one [1] interaction in canon, but that one interaction sold it for me. Aomine showing deference to someone and calling them “senpai”, helping him up after he got knocked down which seems... pretty unusual for him at the time, I’m so down for these two being in a relationship, it’s such a different dynamic than I usually see with pairings featuring Aomine, and there seems to be some legit respect to build off of there)

Imayoshi (I blame Lysapadin’s fic The Long Game for this, the way these two play off each other there and also canonically is... hilarious, the flirting, the Banter, please give me more quality captain ships I have a need)

Hyuuga (MORE QUALITY CAPTAIN SHIPS. I talked about them a little in my list for Hyuuga, but I just love the idea of both of these tough, exasperated captains getting to be vulnerable with each other)

and this one is a crossover but

Oikawa Tooru (maybe because he reminds me so much of Kise, and Kasamatsu so much like Iwaizumi, I feel like they’d have a similar dynamic, but it’d be interesting to see how, unlike Kise, a hardworking somewhat self-destructive person and a fellow third-year like Oikawa would get on with this guy.)

My non-romantic OTP for this character

Hmmm.... I’m gonna have to say Imayoshi again, even tho they work together as a couple too. The way they interact is so good, whether it’s platonic or not, and I’d love to see more one-on-one interaction with them. It could just be because the way Lysapadin handles their respective personalities in multiple fics is so perfect, but if they’re not romantically involved I’d at least like to see them as snarky semi-begrudging basketball buddies.

My unpopular opinion about this character

I don’t know? If I have one? Mostly bc I don’t really know what the fandom itself thinks about Kasamatsu, he didn’t get a lot of press even in KNB’s heyday. A random opinion/hc of him tho is he seems to be a bit of a pessimist. Whenever he’s commentating he’s just talking about how the team’s gonna lose, and even before his own game he seemed to just be thinking about how he lost before. Idk what else to give ya, just something I observed that I don’t really see talked about or portrayed for this guy.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

*deep inhale* MOOORE SCREEEENTIME. And not just as a commentator/attachment to Kaijo where Kise hogs the spotlight, give this guy some time to interact with other characters and flesh him out some more please! I know I’m a broken record but that’s the only thing I can think of to improve him.

Imayoshi

How I feel about this character

I didn’t used to have much opinion of this guy tbh, when I was new to KNB… but NOW, damn, I love him every time he appears. He’s hilarious, I love how sassy and clever he is, I love that he has an accent (tho it’s only pointed out in the manga), I love that he gets to have little tidbits, like that he’s bad at drawing but good at mind-reading, and how he wears slippers in a school environment and just goes around teasing everyone, whether they’re teammates or opponents. Love this guy. I love how extra he is and I’m living every time he’s on screen.

All the people I ship romantically with this character

Aomine (ok I talked about this quite a bit already in my Aomine rant analysis, and I mostly blame Lysapadin’s A Firm Hand series, but I just can’t get enough of the idea of these two together… [also this comic ] Imayoshi taking Aomine in hand and knowing how to handle him when no one else does, and gradually warming up to him when he stops playing tough and finally shows his soft side. good shit)

Momoi (also probably bc of A Firm Hand, but I could see these two having a very interesting relationship. They’re both extremely smart, and good at understanding people, and I really like the idea of Imayoshi taking Momoi under his wing so she doesn’t have to suffer in silence and handle everything by herself. I feel like they’d be surprisingly sweet to each other, but lesbehonest, also a potentially terrifying power couple that I almost never see done)

Kasamatsu (again, just like above, a unique dynamic and a lovely rarepair that doesn’t get talked about enough. they didn’t get nearly enough time to play off each other in canon but what we did see was damn good)

Hanamiya (ok so… I’m not immune to this ship. I’ve seen some art, a couple fics, and it doesn’t seem to be much of a thing anymore, but still, why the hell not. they’ve got history, they’re both smart slightly evil [or very evil] shits, and they’d be such a disaster of a couple that’s why I love them)

My non-romantic OTP for this character

If not Kasamatsu, then probably Susa. They only got a little time to bond in canon, but I do love their dynamic and how chill they seem to be with each other. They remind me of a team mom/dad duo (tho I couldn’t tell you which was which lol). I could probably be talked into shipping them romantically, but I also just like the way they get along as friends and teammates.

My unpopular opinion about this character

This is more an argument I keep having with my sister… but I actually, genuinely like this guy’s design. She thinks he looks creepy and too evil and doesn’t like that his eyes are drawn closed, but esp in the manga, he looks really polished and I like that you can tell when he gets serious by whether you can see his eyes open. (or as I say to my roommate “oh shit he’s got eyes they’re in trouble”)

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

I wish we got to see more of him just hanging with his team. Idk maybe I’m biased, but I feel like Touou in particular doesn’t get that much time devoted to, like, practice and normal everyday shit (maybe bc we got to see Kaijo twice and Shuutoku got a whole training camp plus some, but all we get of them is the hot springs scene and a very short scene at the beginning and end of the show imeanwhat) I would’ve liked to get to know this guy better and see more of how he runs his very strange individualized team, but that could just be me.

Wakamatsu

How I feel about this character

My dude puts up with so much shit. I mean the first we see of him he’s getting kneed in the stomach by a certain dickish first-year, and he just always seems… so done with what’s going on around him. When he’s not yelling about it, which… mood, tbh. He’s relegated to little more than a background character in the anime, and only gets a liiiittle more development in the manga (as well as lots of really good faces), but tbh I’d love to see more of him. I’d love to know what he’s like as a captain and see more of how he gets along with the team; he’s the kind of hotheaded noisy player they make into the protagonist of other shows and I want to know more about him.

All the people I ship romantically with this character

Momoi (k a couple of my friends @spaztictwitch and @hadenxcharm actually sold me on this one. It’s a really really rare pair, but now I can’t stop thinking about it and I really like the possibilities of them as a couple.)

Aomine (again I talked a little bit about this in my Aomine essay, but I’m a sucker for this kind of ship… the love/hate dynamic, I mean. that doesn’t get old does it. and yet I don’t think I’ve ever seen content for these guys together, maybe I should take it on myself)

Sakurai (hot-tempered senpai/captain and anxious apologetic mushroom, sign me tf up these two would be Hilarious as a pairing, oh my god. I love it)

Kiyoshi (k listen. LISTEN. yes all I’ve got is the fact that they’re both centers and they only interact, like, twice, but the idea popped into my head and I think I could actually totally see it. any takers?)

My non-romantic OTP for this character

Imayoshi. I don’t know if I’d ship them as a romantic pair (tho like with most things, if someone made a good case for them I’d consider it), but I do like their canonical interactions, like Imayoshi explaining the exceptions made for prodigies in sports (“do you know the golfer Tiger Woods? How about Shaq?”), and passing the proverbial hat to him when he retires as captain (“no worries, you’ll do fine!” like he’s reassuring a new parent or smth lmao). They’re good teammates even if Touou is not really about teamwork, and I like the mutual respect in how they seem to get along.

My unpopular opinion about this character

Not just a one-note guy who yells all the time. I mean, yes, he does yell and he’s got a short temper, but so does Kagami and people don’t portray him as a guy with only one emotion and that emotion is Anger. I mean… usually they don’t. Idk maybe it’s because most of his screentime involves him butting heads with Aomine, but he seems to get along with the rest of the team alright. He respects his seniors and the spirit of the team too, he’s just an all-around good guy that seems to get the short end of the stick a lot.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

I have a MIGHTY NEED to see how this guy does as captain, I want to know how he does things differently than Imayoshi and how he handles all the bullshit the team throws now that it’s all gonna be landing on his shoulders. We only got a tiny scene at the end of the show demonstrating his policy about Aomine, and we barely saw him at all in the Last Game, is he doing okay?? Is he ruling Touou with an iron fist or getting into screaming matches with his kouhai? I need to Know.

Thanks so much for asking, I really appreciate the show of interest! <3 Sorry again about the delay!

#Answered #knb #kasamatsu yukio #imayoshi shouichi #wakamatsu kousuke #long post #if any of y'all need me to put a readmore break in these just let me know #otherwise im just gonna take up the whole screen real quick k?#shin speaks #kuroko no basuke #kuroko no basket

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dukeofishgard · 5 years

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FFXIV Write 2019. Prompt #1 - Voracious

feat. Duke and Dracyn’s youngest son, Lucien Jr, set in the future. I’ve really been in the mood to write him for a while and explore his character more and ironically this prompt fit him perfectly. No real warnings, other than Lucien Jr is an idiot.

@sea-wolf-coast-to-coast

“You’re a real piece of work, you know that right Lucien?! I mean, it’s not as though I’ve been sitting here, worried about you or anything! Why the hells should I be when you’re clearly fine and dandy wandering about without a care in the world!”

Lucien winced, opening his mouth to respond but then quickly snapped it shut at the look on the other man’s face, offering instead only an apologetic, weak smile.

“You get back to Limsa and your first instinct isn’t to come let me know you’re back, no of course not, because that’d be too bloody hard for you, aye? No, instead you beeline to the Drowning Wench and find the first bastard willing to listen to your outrageous fething stories!” The man huffed, glaring over at the dark-haired man.

“Um, one moment-” Lucien held up a finger, wagging it slightly, “Do you mean to say you do not believe my stories? I say this because you just called them ‘outrageous’, soo…”

“Yes, Lucien. I utterly believe your batshit story about how you single-handedly rescued an entire ships worth of slaves-”

“It was not single-handedly! Freya was there! I give credit where credits due…” he scratched the back of his head sheepishly, glancing away, “Mainly cos Freya’d kick my ass if I didn’t if I’m being honest…”

“Oh, fine then.” Kiaran retorted, “You and Freya single-handedly destroyed that ship AND a notorious pirate captain AND freed the slaves. That’s why the Maelstrom’s saying they did it-”

“Oh bullshite, are they really!” Lucien stood up, uncaring as the blanket fell off his body and exposing himself as he furiously began to pace around the room, “That’s just my parents work! You know my father worked for them, and my mother obviously is, well, I mean- hugely influential. Twelve, I can’t BELIEVE they’ve actually covered up my work! I mean… I shouldn’t care that much, a real hero does deeds for the good, not for the recognition so- ”

“Shockingly enough, Lucien- I can’t confirm a single detail of that because I barely know a single damned thing about the particulars of your family because YOU, refuse to introduce me to your entire fething family!” Kiaran cut him off, stalking over to point a finger at his face, shaking in annoyance, “You refuse to so much as even consider the idea of me even saying hello to anyone who may be even the most CASUAL of acquaintances.”

Lucien sputtered for a moment, blue eyes blinking rapidly at the suddenness of his lover’s outburst, waving his hands frantically to attempt to calm him down, “W-...Well, that’s for your own good, I’ve told you!”

“Oh, yes of course,” Kiaran rolled his eyes, turning his back on Lucien and waving a hand in the air, “Your mother, the bloody Duke of Ishgard is overbearing and liable to have a stroke if he finds out you’re serious with anyone… because he’s apparently an ‘immortal’ and fears for your eventual death. Your father is both a former pirate and somehow former Maelstrom . Kidnappings seem to follow your family everywhere and you’ve all got so many enemies out for your blood-” he paused, turning back to stare at Lucien, “That a good enough summary? Really, I’d be less pissed if you just were honest and say you’re not ready to be serious.”

Lucien gaped at him, hands shaking as he balled them into fists, “I am being honest! Why would I lie about all of that?! It’s for your own safety that I keep you at a distance!”

“Oh, sorry I wasn’t aware ‘keeping someone at a distance’ also meant fucking anyone who fawns over you-”

“I don’t fuck just anyone!” Lucien huffed, crossing his arms and looking away, “Only the ones I want too.”

Kiaran snorted, shaking his head, “So. All of them then?” he retorted, rolling his eyes.

“No! Not all of the-”

“He does have a point. You’ve a rather voracious appetite I’ve yet to see satiated, Lucien,” A third voice rose from the door, and the two men blinked- glancing over at the unannounced visitor who stood in the doorway, arms crossed as she surveyed the room, “My apologies, Kiaran. The door was opened, and I was looking for Lucien. Please allow me to take him off your hands.”

Kiaran sighed, rubbing his forehead and waving a hand, “No. It’s fine. I’m used to Lucien barging in here unannounced, why not you as well!”

“Freyaaa…” Lucien’s voice came out as a whine as he stared at the viera with the saddest puppy eyes he could muster, blue eyes shimmering in the sunlight, “Don’t take his side! Tell him that everything I’ve told him about my family is true! That it’s dangerous for him to be involved with me!”

The viera named Freya glanced between the two men, light brown ears twitching slightly and black eyes gazing at them balefully as she spoke, “Kiaran, you are a good man. Please understand that Lucien is correct and has spoken the truth… it is absolutely dangerous to be involved with him,” she paused, glancing at the naked dark-haired man who was now smugly looking at Kiaran at her words, “But not because of the reasons he stated. No, he is just an idiot. A foolish idiot. Trust me when I say it is better you stay far away from his foolish endeavors. Now, will you put some clothes on Lucien so we can go and collect our payment from the other day?”

“I- wha- FREYA… that is NOT what I meant for you to say! That’s not- I’m NOT an idiot! I simply have a voracious appetite and lust for adventure and helping others-”

Freya stared at him blankly for a moment before leaning down to pick up his discarded pants and chucking them at his face, “Can you please stop monologuing, shut up, and put clothes on? Yes, all the things you stated about your family are true,” she glanced at Kiaran again with a shrug, “To be honest, he is not wrong about that. The Bellefleur-Navarre’s are not exactly a family that most normal people can handle. I grew up with Lucien and I can still barely deal with the events that seem to consistently befall them,” she glanced back at Lucien who had finally untangled himself from the pants she had thrown, “But my point stands. Lucien is an idiot. Please, let him grow up a bit more before you force him to introduce you to his family.”

Lucien glared at her, throwing his pants onto the ground with a huff and crossing his arms, “I am NOT an idiot-”

“You absolutely are. Do you really think you have the upperhand in this conversation whilst ranting nude, little idiot?” Freya turned to stare at him unblinking, “You may be a morally upstanding man, but you are absolutely an idiot. Now please put on some clothing lest I start judging Kiaran more than I already do for bedding you.”

Kiaran groaned, bringing a hand up to rub at his brow, “For the love of Twelve, would you both just get out of my house? Some of us actually have work we need to do and I can see clearly there’s absolutely no getting through to you yet again, Lucien.”

Lucien glanced at him, now very clearly pouting, “Really? You’re just going to kick me out? Just like that?”

“I’ve done it before, and I am doing it again. Get out. I can’t believe I actually held some manner of affection for you last night that let you come back here in the first place. Grow up Lucien, and then come back to talk. Until then, I’ve got no time for your hyperbolic stories.”

“I…” Lucien frowned, staring at him for a moment before leaning down and gathering his clothes in a huff, “Fine. Fine! See if I care. You think I care? I don’t. You’ll see one day that I’m not lying and then you’ll feel bad. And I still won’t care!” He turned away, clutching the bundle of his clothes against his chest before stalking out- uncaring that he was still not dressed.

Freya watched as he left before turning to Kiaran with a bow of her head, “Please forgive him. He’s got the best and worst traits of his parents unfortunately, he means well… he is just an utter fool,” she shrugged, “Take care Kiaran. I shall see you in a few days.”

“In a few days?! Do you REALLY think I am going to let that brat back into my house? I’m done with him, and you heard him, he ‘doesn’t care’” Kiaran asked, glaring at her- eyes flaring with annoyance.

She returned the stare with zero emotion, simply shrugging her shoulders with a nod, “You have every other time,” she said plainly before turning on her heel and left without another word.

----

Outside Lucien had, much to her thanks, put on his pants and was in the process of pulling his shirt over his head- uncaring of the stares of the people on the street.

“Bloody bastard, I swear, I’ve no idea why I put up with him. Blah blah blah, you’re full of shite Lucien, blah blah blah whine whine whine. Seven hells, could you lay off me for one twelves damned tick,” he turned, blue eyes turning to stare icily at Freya as she leaned against the wall to watch him, “You didn’t help a single bit in there, you know. I hope you’re happy.”

Freya shrugged, idly checking her nails, “You are the one who didn’t help yourself. I do not know why you insist on sabotaging your relationship with Kiaran every chance you get. If you were just honest-”

“Freya, you heard him. He doesn’t even believe the basic facts about my family. You expect him to believe the rest? Please. My family is even weirder than what I’ve told him. Whatever, it does not matter anyway. Plenty of other fish in the sea, eh?” he winked at her, a cheeky grin appearing on his face, “Or so they say. Heh, there sure were plenty last night until he showed up and occupied my time-”

“Please-” Freya held up a hand, pushing herself off the wall and shaking her head, “Do not continue. We’ve a payment to collect and another job to start o great hero of Eorzea. Mayhap that will cheer up your clearly broken heart.”

“I do NOT have a broken heart, Freya…!”

“Of course not. You’re just sniffling like a babe because… allergies? Yes?”

“Shut up! Nobody asked you.”

“And you wonder why he treats you like a child, idiot.”

#FFxivWrite2019 #ffxiv #balmung rp

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cookieswriting · 5 years

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Can’t Be Happening Pt. 2 (SEAL Team)

So yeah...this is gonna be a few more chapters than just the 2 I originally anticipated. Kinda got away from me *shrugs* ooooh darn. Bit of language and violence in this chapter.

“Why the hell are we not going after these sons of bitches right fucking now?! Did we not all just watch the same fucking video?! Clay doesn’t have time for us to twiddle our thumbs and wait for the cake-eaters to weigh the costs of going after one of our own!” Sonny paced restlessly, images of his brother being manhandled by Doza’s men replaying across his mind.

Jason stopped him with a strong hand on his shoulder and steady stare. “We can’t just go in guns blazing and expect him to still be alive when we make it to him, Son...we need to figure out exactly where he is and what we are going to do before we can get him back. Let’s focus on that in the meantime, deal with the red tape if it’s still there when we have a plan, yeah?” Sonny held his gaze for a long moment before relenting. Jason nodded and turned back to the computer screen with a steadying breath. “We need to watch it again. Captain, I need your men to identify anything that can help us determine where they are.” He turned to Davis and Mandy. “You don’t need to stay in here for this…”

Despite the tears in their eyes, both women stood firm. “Not going anywhere, Bravo One,” Davis murmured. Sonny found himself wanting to reach out to take her hand, both to give and take comfort as the hostage video featuring their youngest teammate began to play from the beginning. Even before they pulled the hood off, the Texan could read the tension in Clay’s posture, could hear the hitch in his breathing. Not to mention the blood staining his white Mexico shirt meant to cast him as a tourist. Even before the bastards started filming, they’d done a number on the kid.

And yet, once the hood was removed and he was forced to his knees, he refused to give any sign of faltering. Even when they punched him multiple times and yanked his head back by his sweat-matted curls, Clay refused to cower or beg for help. When the video first came to their attention, the Mexican Marine captain had translated for them, relating Doza’s demands for money, release of cartel leaders, and their immediate departure from the country. Watching it again, seeing the abuse his brother was suffering for him, spiked Sonny’s rage once again, and he turned and punched the nearest wall. Trent pulled his arm back before he could strike again, and restrained him against his own chest.

“Easy, brother, this isn’t going to help Clay. We’ll get the chance to make these assholes pay for this, we’ll bring our boy home, but if you break your hand you’re not going to be able to do much good for him. Hold off on letting out that anger til we’re face to face with Doza and his men.” After a few steadying breaths, Sonny backed down and forced himself to sit down. Brock squeezed his shoulder, and they all turned to the local force as the video ended.

“This is a building in the center of Doza’s territory. It will be very difficult to get to your man without him being alerted to your presence, and then your man will be killed anyway.”

“That’s not gonna cut it,” Jason replied, anger simmering just under the surface. “How do we get to this son of a bitch and get my man out?”

“He has eyes everywhere, Master Chief. I’m sorry, I do not believe that it will be possible.”

“The brass Stateside isn’t going to green-light the rescue if we don’t have some kind of plan, Captain. We don’t need much of a chance...we just need something. Please,” Mandy implored as the men grew more agitated and restless. She took a slow breath, knowing her next words would not go over well with them. “He deserves for his brothers to bring him home, whether this is going to be a rescue or a recovery.” At that, Davis ducked out of the command center. No one could deny her statement, though...they’d all seen the blood on Clay’s face, the tension and awkwardness in his posture that only they would recognize as signs of agony. If they didn’t get to him fast, Clay Spenser would not survive his captivity, no matter how stubborn he was mentally.

The young SEAL in question was dragged from unconsciousness by the persistent stabbing pain of his abused muscles being strained, chained overhead until his now-bare feet barely touched the ground. They’d used him for a ransom video for the American government, which he knew would have the guys up in arms. As he hung...wherever they were, Doza’s men shouted demands at him in Spanish; questions about Naval intelligence, border protection weaknesses...the ususal.

“Please,” he whimpered, emphasising his pain and exaggerating his desperation. “I don’t know what you’re saying...I don’t know what you want. I...I’m just a tourist…”

One of the men was suddenly in his face, and reached around to grab his hair roughly when the blonde flinched away. “You were awfully calm during our little message for just a tourist.”

“I-I couldn’t understand a word you were saying, and it hurt to even breathe, man...I didn’t want to make it worse! I’m sorry, I don’t know what you want from me...please just let me go!” Fresh pain erupted across his cheek as his captor punched him again, and it took everything in Clay not to bite out a sarcastic comment.

“I don’t believe you. My friends here don’t believe you.” The man stepped back and drew a long serrated-edged knife. “If you don’t give us answers, you are going to die a very painful death. Do you understand me?”

Clay summoned as much fear as he could, and tears burned his eyes. Well shit, this is gonna hurt…“Please! Please, no, I don’t know what I could possibly tell you!”

“You were with US military agents working with the Marinas. Tell me where there are weaknesses at your borders!”

“I wasn’t, I swear! I’m just on vacation from grad school! Nonono please-” The blade didn’t hurt so much as it sank into his right flank just under his ribcage. No...it was the catching of the serrated edge as it was drawn back out that had Clay crying out and ready to sink into oblivion again.

“Oh no, my friend, you do not get to escape just yet. Tell me where your team is and I will end your suffering quickly.” Clay sobbed through the pain, grateful for his ‘innocence’ cover giving him the excuse not to play tough. Hopefully my team is getting your sorry sonofabitch boss Doza and this isn’t for nothing…

Jason looked up when Blackburn slammed the phone down, anger and frustration evident on his face before the Lieutenant Commander dragged his hand over it. “There is no way in hell they denied us going after Clay,” Hayes growled. All eyes turned to the officer, who sighed heavily.

“They are saying the usual...we do not negotiate with terrorists and our team is too close to get him out without letting things get personal.”

“Any team they send would make it personal,” Brock muttered, petting Cerberus to calm himself down. “Friggin’ cake-eaters don’t understand the concept of brotherhood.” He looked up around the room. “So how are we going to do this?” Sonny and Trent nodded, and Ray leaned against the desk with forced calm.

“Blackburn, if you need to leave for plausible deniability-”

“Like hell I’m going anywhere,” Eric snapped, crossing his arms over his chest. “By the time they would send another team down, if they even plan to, Spenser would probably be dead. We are going after him now, and we will deal with repercussions later. Captain.” He turned, surprising his Mexican counterpart. “What do we have?”

“You are going to disobey your superiors?” Garcia questioned.

“As I said, there is not time to wait for a new team to arrive, and my men are considered the best for a reason. We do not leave any teammate behind under any circumstance.” The Mexican Captain looked to each of the Americans for a long moment before nodding with a grim smile.

“You know the guys would never leave you behind. They’ll come for you soon, baby...you’ve just got to hold on a little bit longer, okay? Stay with me. I’m right here.” The comforting, familiar scent of Stella’s shampoo filled Clay’s nostrils, and he wanted nothing more than to nuzzle into her hand, warm and comforting on his cheek.

The second he shifted his head, though, agony seized his entire body, and the young SEAL was jarred back to reality. Stella...Stella wasn’t with him. Thank God for that, Clay thought to himself. Even though it hurt to remember that Stella had broken things off with him before they’d shipped out to Mexico, the thought of her being with him in this hell-hole made him nauseous.

Or maybe that was the hole in his gut, the probable concussion, the fact that his arms were screaming at him as his feet began to cramp trying to hold his weight on his toes. He knew without a doubt that his brothers would come for him, but found himself beginning to doubt that they’d make it in time for a rescue. The blood soaking his side was enough for him to worry about, and explained how lightheaded he was. If he was hallucinating, though...must be closer to the end than I thought.

“Oh, our blue-eyed friend is back in the world of the living!” Clay tried to lift his head, suddenly feeling like it weight two hundred pounds, and clenched his jaw to fight back the bile rising in his throat as the room spun. “Well, mas o menos...hey! We’re not done with you yet, man! You can tell me all you want that you’re just a tourist, but I am calling bullshit, so wake your ass up!”

No matter how hard he tried to comply, Clay couldn’t gather the strength to move more than his eyes. The cartel thug in front of him became increasingly annoyed and started ranting in Spanish, but the blonde’s mind was too sluggish to translate. A sudden crack accompanied an explosion of agony in his left leg, which no longer bore his weight. His already-strained shoulder gave out with the lurch of added weight, and Clay lost his battle against throwing up.

Time stopped making sense after that. Any moment of awareness was overshadowed with black dots dancing across his vision, and anything that they might’ve been saying to him was completely lost. Every inch of his body was pain...his wrists, chafing from the shackles. His left shoulder, at least dislocated. His face, beat to hell. His abdomen, still leaking. His left leg, probably broken, right cramping from bearing his weight. It was a miracle that he was still conscious, let alone breathing.

The distorted sound of gunfire erupted around Clay, and lights flashed in his eyes. Shouts were abruptly cut off, and Mexican Marina camo filled the room. Sonny’s face filled his field of vision, and Clay was sure he’d started to hallucinate again. “We’ve got you, brother...just hold on a little bit longer...gonna get you home...take you down first...gonna hurt…” His brother’s voice kept cutting in and out, probably along with Clay’s consciousness. Did that mean they were really there?

“So...Sonny...please...don’t let Stella...blame herself,” Clay breathed, breath catching as they moved him. Not a hallucination then...his brothers had really come for him. He knew they were bracing him to bring him down from the chains, but couldn’t work up the strength to warn them about his potentially broken leg, so when they did ease him down and his foot touched the ground, the stab of pain sent him back into oblivion.

#SEAL team fanfic #clay spenser whump #CBH pt 2 #clay spenser #sonny quinn #bravo team

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flhoarder · 10 months

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If you ever wonder why I type the way I type and why my grammar is the way it is, it’s because that’s literally how I talk. I have an aggressive accent with a heavy scouse base and a thick northern twang

#born a scouser and moved up north. that fucked up my accent #not that I think people would be curious but just putting this out there in CASE #if you see words and phrases in my posts that mean nothing it’s likely because they are regional #so there you are #my bullshit my rant i am the captain of my own ship and all that crap

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precise-magic · 5 years

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ENDGAME KILLED ME

Okay, so I'm just gonna rant and yall ain't gotta read jack squat. this is for me to find in a couple of years and hate myself for ;)

WHAT THE FUCKITY FUCK FUCK WAS UP WITH NAT DYING LIKE AND TONY DESERVED SO MUCH BETTER AND STEVE WENT BACK TO PEGGY AND TONY AND HOWARD AND LOKI LOKI LOKI LOKI LOKI LOKI LOKI LOKI LOKI

Okay. One thing at a time

I was a little bitch and found it online first, and then went to go see it in the theaters cause I had to work opening weekend and Spoilers are a botch. also, I knew i would be crying a lot and so I was able to pause it while I was at home so its fine don't worry about it.

But like.

the opening, with Clint, teaching his daughter to shoot a bow, and then his family dying. I was crying. weeping. wasn’t sobbing yet.

tony and nebula playing paper football was great. thank you. like we got to see tony and nebula interact and nebula was stiff and awkward but not trying to kill Tony and Tony totally let her win and I love him for it. so much. I'm crying again. it's fine.

!!!!!!!!!!!!! rocket and nebula holding hands was so sweet!! it really shows you how upset they are cause of !!!!!!!!!!! yeah and nebula lost her sister, and then the rest of the Avengers. she failed.she couldn't even avenge her sister. and rocket. lost Groot once? and now it's even more painful. and he lost the rest of the guardians. and they only have each other now and I'm going to die

tony saying “I lost the kid” came into my house and shot me point blank in the chest

Tony yelling at Steve and throwing a fit was not what I expected and it upset me cause it was like watching your parents argue before the divorce. but yeah he was justified i believe.

Carol showing up was great and i loved her and Thor interacting!!

The first 20 minutes came into my house and shot me in the head cause that’s not how i was expecting this movie to go and I love it

Thanos destroying the stones. it makes sense now but before i saw the movie i never would’ve thought of it!!!

A rat saves the universe. Okay but how did strange know that the rat would do it like??? time magic wibbly wobbly stuff i guess

Also scott being the one to come up with the plan!! Love it!! ANd poor cassie!!

TONY STARK HAS A DAUGHTER! SHES ADORABLE AND ID KILL FOR HER TBH

I WANNA SEE MORGAN AND PETER INTERACT OKAY BYE

I’m trying to remember the order it happened like?? its so much but im not complaining!!!

yeah just time travel. not what i was expecting

OKAY SO

Steve, scott, and tony go back to 2012-the first avengers movie. Loki gets the Tesseract, and he disappears. that prompts tony seeing his dad and steve seeing peggy in 1970

but

Thor and rocket go to The Dark World movie. who cares what year. but it’s after 2012-the avengers. YOU SEE LOKI THERE. how? why? did they explain it and i missed it? is loki going to pop back up somehwere? I’m confused? is loki going to end up alive like gamora did? its past gamora brought into the present? its past loki brought into the future by him not being on that ship when thanos comes for the tesseract? how does the dark world happen w/o loki? how does Ragnorok happen? I am confusion. time travel logic confuses me unless its back to the future time travel logic.

Okay so the hulk. I’m cool with this development, I feel like the last movies with the hulk were leading up to this and it wasn't just hastily written into canon unlike somethings *cough* clint’s family in Age of Ultron *cough cough* what with the hulk leaving in age of Ultron and then him Ragnarok and his character in infinity war

my dad, on the other hand, is not going to be happy. I already texted him. He’s not happy with me

Okay so the ancient one already knew about strange??? like?? But then it leaves her and bruce not fighting and she’s like, “ well he must’ve had a reason” and i respect that

also the wizards fighting in 2012 was wrapped up in a nice little bow

steve fighting steve was great

steve being a smart cookie and saying “hail hydra” was neat but now the hydra dude are going to be confusion? and poor past steve, he has to fight himself and he heard “bucky is alive” hell think it was a joke and then when bucky is alive the guilt;’( i would feel guilty anyways) also i expect lots and lots of fanfic for me to read about steve finding bucky faster

Tony getting to talk to his dad!! Im so happy!! It s so great!! if only he got to see his kid again before he died!!

natasha... and clint.... i....

i watched the first avengers movie when i was aboutttt 10? i remember seeing nat kick ass. I loved their interactions. I . I knew she was going to be the one to die. i knew as soon as i saw them and only them there. the writers weren’t going to kill clint cause he was trying to get his family back nad they already established that the avengers was nat’s family. i cried then. im crying now. but seeing thise two genuinely willing to die so the other didn't?? that’s some good shit you can @ me if you like. and i dont feel like it took away from nat’s character. did tony’s sacrifice take away from his? no. no it didn’t i just wish that there had at least been clint lighting a candle for her at the end of the movie. some form of recognition. but thats what fics are for i guess

also her words were “see yall in a sec” or smthg like that before they all went into the past and im not okay

this ended up being longer than i intened.... im not even finished yet... ill just hit the high highlights from here on out

loki. love him. can’t wait to see more him

they really hyped up captain marvel wayyyyyy too much for my taste but she’s still badass and i love her

the peter and tony hug i was very grateful for but at that moment i knew tony was going to die. and so i cried twice as hard

pepperoni being the strongest they’ve ever been and I'm fucking here for it

or well i was...

steve wielding thor’s hammer (i cant spell, sue me) was great and i was happy all the way Up until his shield broke

tony’s funeral as really well done. the arc reactor pepper gave to tony, Harley being there, everyone being there. it was good. i cried. really loud. so yeah. his hologram. he fucking planned for dying so im not okay

also strange and the whole “if i tell you it won’t happen” what did that mean? that if he tells tony that tony will die he won’t snap??? uhhh sounds fake but okay marvel

peter is so going to have a shit ton of nightmares from when he was hugging the gauntlet on the ground and then the badass ladies coming to save him

great scene by the way 9/10. would be 10/10 but no Natasha

i wanna see harley and peter interact and be great big brothers to morgan

Steve going back in time was some utter fucking bullshit. that deserves it’s own rambling post from me so watch out for that mess i’ll post at a later date

all in all(that wasn’t everything I assure you I'm just tired)

I loved the movie. It didn’t let me down like Age of Ultron did. It seemed, to me anyways, to have fewer comedy moments than many of the earlier movies which is to be expected. I did not see the plot line with the time travel and the five year time skip though. I was not expecting that at all. thoroughly enjoyed it though, cause I had no expectations on what was going to happen. They kept dead/present! gamora dead but replaced her with past! gamora which im cool with i want more sisterly bonding with her and nebula and i can’t wait to see her and quill interact again. no bringing nat back, which i would’ve felt cheap if they had tried. like she sacrificed herself so clint could be with his family. if they could’ve just brought back whoever had died, it takes the weight away from the decision and cheapens her death. same with tony’s. i hate it so fucking much but the symbolism and the poetics ending of him anwsering thanos’s “I am inevitable” at the end of the film (which past-in-the-present him parroted from past present him the beginning of the film) with “I am Iron man” from the first film I just.... fucking died and ascended. my body left my soul... I lovedit. And the parallels with peter and him and peter died last time, tony died this time. Im not crying, you are. and yeah..

I hated it so much. But they did it really well. and pepper told him he could rest now.

Basically. It was a great movie. was it perfect? no. but what movie is? This movie was great and you can fight me on it thank you and good night <3

#endgame #avengers endgame #avengers endgame spoilers #endgame spoilers #end me pls #spoilers

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The Captain’s Secret - p.96

“Nowhere and Everywhere”

A/N: This concludes the events of episode 13, "What's Past is Prologue." I swear on my life we're almost done. Five chapters remain.

For the record, I think the difference in cranial size makes the show concept referenced in this chapter one of the least credulous "twists" in TV history because brain matter. Where did it go. Was it compressed? How did that not show up on a scan? It's brain matter! How do you not end up with a drooling mess when you compress or remove brain matter? Surely there's a difference in the neurological structures between species that shows up on a brain scan... /rant

Full Chapter List Part 1 - Objects in Motion << 95 - Maybe I’m Amazed 97 - Facing the Music >>

Lalana found Groves asleep in the front of the lab, his head resting on his basketball, a line of drool trailing down onto the metal surface of Mischkelovitz's desk. She considered waking him, updating him as to the status of things in the other room, but she decided to sit in Mischkelovitz's chair and watch him sleep instead. Dreaming fascinated her. It was not an action lului had the capacity to do. She wondered what thoughts were running through Groves' head. Many times she had watched her Gabriel Lorca sleep, and sometimes, when he woke, he even remembered what he had been dreaming and described it when she asked.

Eventually Groves stirred, wiping the drool from the corner of his mouth as he sat up. "Hey," he said in greeting. "You want some tea?"

The delicate aroma of the pu-erh tantalized the surface of her cells as it brewed. It really was no different to any other foodstuff from her perspective, but the hot temperature was reason enough for her to enjoy the experience of drinking it. "Perhaps you could bring Gabriel a cup."

"Nuh uh, I'm not brewing this for him."

"It is a shame you two do not get along. You are so alike."

Groves snorted. "You realize that's an insult."

"Not to me it is not."

He poured out Lalana's cup first, piping hot, and then his own, which he left sitting on the table to cool. She dipped her tongue into the scalding hot liquid, absorbing the mixture of tea particles and water. She could have, if she wanted, strained out the particles of tea from the water, or the reverse.

Groves leaned over his cup and breathed into it, letting the steam wash over his face. "So," he said, settling down into his chair. "They kick you out, too, or have you finally had enough of all the bullshit?"

Lalana tapped her fingers and let her tail drift back and forth like a stalk of wheat in the wind. "I will never have enough of it for as long as I live."

"That's a long time."

Her tongue clicked. "Yes, it is!"

They sat in silence, sipping tea. Groves noticed Lalana's padd on the workbench. Just prior to Lorca and O'Malley's arrival, Lalana had come out from her quarters with the padd saying she had noticed something unusual. "What was that thing you wanted to show me earlier?"

"Oh! There was a glitch in Brig Chess." Lalana pressed her tail against the padd, turning it on, but the program did not load. It stalled out on a "no connection available" screen. Brig Chess resided in the central computer core, which they were presently cut off from.

"Probably just wear and tear on your padd," said Groves. The fault had to lie in the hardware because Brig Chess was a perfectly coded program. "If you wanna play a game, maybe we can, I dunno, use some of Melly's junk as chess pieces?" There were plenty of bits and bobs around, the scattered remnants of Mischkelovitz's many forays into cloak detection research.

"I would rather not, I am still recovering from helping Gabriel and I do not feel up to a game. It is very taxing, redirecting internal resources to affected cellular regions."

Groves hummed in disinterest, unsympathetic to the lului's self-inflicted plight, and looked over at the door to Lalana's quarters. "She about done in there?"

"Emellia has finished with the surgery and is now working with the spores in the wall. That is why I left. It was too bright to look at the spores directly. Like a halo of supernovas."

"What's she doing?"

"Something involving particle charge. She became very excited about it after we watched the message from her future self."

The veil of disinterest lifted. Groves sat straight up and spilled a small quantity of tea onto his leg in the process, wiping at the liquid hot spot with his hand to distract from the faintly scalding sensation as he abandoned his cup. "We have the message?"

"Yes. Gabriel has it. If you like, I am sure they would let you see the message, too."

Groves considered that. "Eh." He shrugged. There were still forty hours left on Mischkelovitz's protocol and whatever tea party was going on in the next room was not one he had an interest in joining. Not while he had a perfectly good cup to finish out here. "In a bit. We got plenty of time to kill!"

Lalana's eyes glinted mischievously as she asked, "Will this be first- or second-degree murder?"

"Neither. I'll represent us. Guaranteed acquittal."

Lalana clicked her tongue and rolled back on her haunches, recalling a conversation with the original Lorca. "I doubt they have a murder sentence long enough to be truly punitive to me."

"Yeah, but you've got money! They could always go after damages. Take your ship, for example."

The clicking ceased and Lalana gripped the back of Mischkelovitz's chair and curled her tail around it. "I am very much looking forward to being back on my ship." Saru's shipwide announcement regarding the possibility of jumping back on the wave of the mycelial reactor's destruction had given everyone something to look forward to. There were still particles of the other Gabriel Lorca present in the dusty corners of the Gabriella. "Though, it will mean that Gabriel becomes no one again. Do you know, Emellia said the message was about saving Gabriel the whole time? Apparently, the words 'I can't save anyone' were a reference to Captain Nemo."

Squinting thoughtfully, Groves said, "Huh, yeah. In qoryan, that'd be 'no one can be saved.' And, well, nemo est supra leges! Geez, now that's got a double meaning, too. Wait. Why's he Captain Nemo?" Groves jabbed his thumb towards Lalana's door.

"Because Gabriel's favorite book is Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea, he is a captain, and in our universe, he is also no one."

If Groves had still been holding his cup, he would have dropped it. His jaw went slack.

Lalana watched the spreading despair on Groves' face. "What is wrong, John?"

"We're..." He worked it over in his head again to be sure. Allan thought the timeline had corrected itself and expected Lorca to die. If history said Lorca lived, this whole timeline would become a manifest paradox. "We're the remnant. Oh, god. It's us." He covered his mouth with his hand. The only thing keeping them extant was the null time bubble.

Lalana pressed her knuckles together. "I do not think that is the case." Allan might have been lying when he said the message was the remnant, but Lalana was looking at this from the perspective of a lului, which told her something very different.

"Unless!" snapped Groves, jerking his finger into the air. "History stays the same." His every word was punctuated with determined intensity. He dropped his gaze away from Lalana, ruminating a moment, then grabbed the padd from the table and opened Brig Chess.

The main chess program remained inaccessible, but Groves didn't need the main program. He just needed the initialization skin on the padd. He began to program a series of commands to automatically trigger once the padd's connection to the central database was restored.

"What are you doing?" asked Lalana, leaning forward and peering over the top of the padd. From her perspective, Groves was programming upside-down, but she had no difficulty reading the letters on the screen at this angle, even if she did not understand what all the numbers and symbols meant.

"Everything must go," declared Groves. "Anything that'd clue a historian into what's going on. All the footage in the lab since we got here, all the footage in the hallway... Too obvious. I'll wipe it all. Just make it look like a... power surge. Burn up all the security footage and backups since our last data transmit."

This suited Lalana just fine because it proved the thing she had been suspecting for a while now: once the deed was done, it was done. They had been past the point of no return from the moment she encountered the Triton. None of them could see the bigger picture in the moment, but they were all pieces who had been moved into place by someone who could. Someone with a very long perspective indeed.

The issue of the security feeds was now solved, but not the source of the problem. Groves put the padd down. "Listen. I have to tell you something. You're not gonna like it. That man in there? He is a threat to our entire existence. If we don't get rid of him, and someone finds out he's not dead?" Groves brought both his hands up and imitated an explosion. "Poof! We vanish in a paradox. He can't be alive."

"Then I will make sure he is dead," said Lalana.

Groves blinked. He had expected at least some pushback to his latest time travel murder proposal. "So, how do you wanna do it? Phaser or some sort of injection... Vent the atmosphere?" He shuddered at the thought and realized if they were going to do this, he was not going to be the one to pull the trigger.

Lalana clicked her tongue. "There is no need. We have a perfectly good dead body just outside."

Einar Larsson. She was proposing they pass off Larsson as Lorca. "You don't understand. If he's walking around—"

"I understand perfectly. My mission is clear. I must make sure history believes Gabriel Lorca is dead. I know I can do this because I have already done it. If I had not, we would not be having this conversation."

It was partly true. Time was a flat circle, nonlinear, all points happening at once, except right now, they were in a bubble that was not permitting information to escape. Once the bubble popped, either Lalana was right, or they were all dead. No, not dead. Nonexistent.

Groves had questioned the value of existence for most of his life. A few times, the answers had been force-fed him by O'Malley and others who found existence worthwhile and insisted he fall into line with their values. He acquiesced not because he agreed, but because he wanted them to be right and to figure out whatever it was everyone else saw in life that made it so worthwhile and meaningful. Thirty-seven years of enduring futility. Now that he found himself suddenly confronted by the end of all the futility—potentially forever—he did not want it to end. He wasn't even sure why, just that he desperately wanted to stay alive and keep existing. Maybe just to prove he could.

There was one big problem with Lalana's idea, emphasis on the big. Larsson's size was unmistakable. "No one's gonna believe Einar is Lorca."

"They will when I am done with his body."

"Oh, god," said Groves, covering his mouth again, this time to fight the liquid bile rising at the horror of her suggestion. Blood drained from his skin, turning him an ashy brown. "He's your best friend!"

"He is," said Lalana. "He was dying, John. At least this way his death has served a purpose."

It was perfect lului logic Groves still struggled with it. "You used him," he said in a small voice.

"I did, but because we loved each other, he was happy to be used. It was of benefit to us both."

Groves shook his head. Was that what love was supposed to be? He realized he didn't know. He still wanted no part of this, but if this was the price of preserving reality, then he had to pay it. The alternative was unthinkable in a wholly literal and terrifying sense.

Out of nowhere, the computer said, "Fifteen. Fourteen. Thirteen..."

Groves startled. "Computer!"

"I think it is time," said Lalana, hopping down from Mischkelovitz's chair and pushing it aside to access the passage into the wall. "I will go and fetch Gabriel's hair dye. Please inform him of what we must do and bring Einar's body inside." She ducked into the wall and disappeared as the countdown ended.

The prospect of dragging Larsson inside was daunting. Groves grimaced and went to the interior door to ask for help.

The scene that awaited him was not what he expected. Lorca, alert and propped upright, and Mischkelovitz collapsed into a twisted lump in his arms. O'Malley slumped on the floor next to the coffee table. Cables running from the couch to the wall and an exposed wall panel revealing tubes filled with the remnants of what had to be Prototaxites stellaviatori spores, but they were green instead of blue.

Even stranger, Lorca looked relieved to see Groves. "Get Melly to sickbay," he ordered.

"Don't call her—"

"Now!" barked Lorca, gasping at the resulting pain.

Groves lifted Mischkelovitz up as easily as a paper butterfly, his eyes widening at the sensation of dead weight in his arms.

The comms sounded. "Bridge to O'Malley. What's your status?"

"Don't answer," hissed Groves to Lorca, then shouted, "Can't talk! Call back later. Groves out." The comm cut off and he started towards the door. "You say anything to anyone and we're all dead! Got it?" He did not wait for a response and went tearing out of the room.

Lorca sat there, mildly amused by Groves' outburst. This was not ideal, but once he cleared everything up with Saru, Discovery would realize helping Lorca was its best chance at surviving in this universe. They would rally Lorca's supporters and cement control of the Charon. Then he could get back to what was really important: executing Georgiou. Burnham was going to feel like a total idiot once she heard the truth about the emperor. Let her, he decided. She needed to know there were consequences for betraying him.

A minute later, Groves was back. "What the hell! She has a heartbeat, but..." He shook his head back and forth in denial. Zero neural activity.

"Mally," prompted Lorca.

Groves grumbled in qoryan—it sounded to Lorca like swearing—but managed. O'Malley was not much bigger than his sister.

The lights suddenly shifted and the computer calmly intoned, "Black alert, black alert."

"Shit," said Groves.

"Stamets?" asked Lorca, because last he knew, Discovery was incapable of performing any spore jumps owing to the incapacitation of its mycelial-modified navigator.

Groves ignored Lorca as he headed towards the door. "Computer! Override all Lab 26 operational protocols to my voiceprint only. Authorization Game..."

The door slid shut. Lorca stared a moment, a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach, then slid his legs down from the couch to the floor. "Lorca to bridge." No response. "Computer, status report." Nothing. Lorca got up from the couch, fighting the reeling sensation in his head, and used the coffee table as support to reach the door. He hit the controls. Nothing again.

Discovery shuddered under an impact and Lorca half-slid, half-fell to the floor. He was trapped, just like the little girl in Mischkelovitz's story.

The command to access the system override turned out to be a sequence of attempted moves on the Brig Chess practice game screen. Petrellovitz found the sequence buried in the middle of the program's code and intentionally mislabeled. Up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, commit, cancel. She executed the code through the program's interface and just like that, she was into Discovery's data.

The first thing she looked for was important information. The most highly-guarded files, the secrets coded for the captain's eyes only, and anything that had high levels of encryption. There were plenty of files about the spore drive to parse. Petrellovitz skimmed past them. She hardly needed instruction on how to conduct mycelial transports.

There was a file about her neighbor in the brig that made for some interesting reading. Normally Petrellovitz had little regard for the medical sciences, steeped as they were in interpersonal interaction, but this one represented a real threat to the Terran Empire. Aliens capable of disguising themselves as humans well enough to fool medical sensors. Disgusting.

Also potentially useful. Petrellovitz did a mental reassessment of the Klingon woman, willing to admit L'Rell was a scientist worthy of some begrudging respect for her accomplishments in this area.

She also accessed her own personnel log. It took a moment to locate because her counterpart's surname was "Mischkelovitz," but her given name was still "Emellia." When Petrellovitz opened the file, she found her own face looking back at her, entirely unblemished, and could not help but stare in dead-eyed wonder. Stranger still, this "Mischkelovitz" had been married—to "Milosz Mischkelovitz," who could only be Milosz Mieszała.

Petrellovitz's memories of Milosz were of a depraved, perverse, cruel boy who had given her all her early scars. They had been bitter rivals up until the moment of Milosz's death. She missed him sometimes. Hating him had been the highlight of her childhood.

Petrellovitz's foray into the "what ifs" of her counterpart's life was interrupted by the sensation of Discovery dropping out of warp and firing its weapons. She switched to the bridge log and read through the action. It was a little dry absent the sharp tones of command under pressure; the computer rendered every line with only the most basic punctuation.

[OPS] LTJG OWOSEKUN: Sir, incoming emergency transport. [CMD] CDR SARU: Is it Burnham? [OPS] LTJG OWOSEKUN: No. It's the colonel, and... The containment field is still up. [CMD] CDR SARU: Mr. Bryce, find out O'Malley's status. [COMM] LTJG BRYCE: Yes, sir. Bridge to Transporter Room 1. [OPS] LTJG OWOSEKUN: Sir. Burnham did it. The containment field is down. [CMD] CDR SARU: Get her back, now. [OPS] LTJG OWOSEKUN: I can't get a lock, captain. I'm working on it. [CMD] CDR SARU: Work faster. Mr. Rhys, torpedo status. [TACT] LT RHYS: Armed and ready to launch. [COMM] LTJG BRYCE: Copy. Bridge to O'Malley. What's your status? [OPS] LTJG OWOSEKUN: Detecting a comm signal. I've got her. [CMD] CDR SARU: Get her out of there now. [OPS] LTJG OWOSEKUN: She's onboard. [CMD] CDR SARU: Black alert! [ENG] CDR AIRIAM: Aye, captain. [OPS] LTJG OWOSEKUN: The Terran ship is targeting us, sir. [CMD] CDR SARU: It's now or never, Lt. Detmer. [NAV] LT DETMER: Aye, captain. [TACT] LT RHYS: Locked on, captain. [CMD] CDR SARU: Fire all three. [TACT] LT RHYS: Aye, sir. [CMD] CDR SARU: Warp speed, now. [NAV] LT DETMER: Yes, sir.

There was a tremendous shudder as Discovery was racked by a series of concussive bursts. Not weapons fire, waves of energy from an explosion. The whole ship shuddered and shook.

Then the spore drive engaged. Petrellovitz felt the hairs on her arm stand up. She had never experienced mycelial transport firsthand, Georgiou had captured her before she had the chance, and she was thrilled to finally have the chance. She switched over to the data stream from the engineering lab. The power and possibility of a fully-functional ship with a spore drive.

She realized immediately this was no normal jump. The data was incredible. They were sustaining travel through the mycelial network. That meant two things to Petrellovitz: first, that their target was not anywhere near their starting point, and second, that they were not going to end up where they intended.

Then it was over. Petrellovitz checked the scans just to be sure and found her suspicions entirely confirmed.

They were back in the universe of Discovery's origin.

Petrellovitz scowled at the tiny brig control screen. This was a significant setback. While Lorca could pass as the alternate version of himself and move freely through this universe, she could not.

Unless Lorca was onto something with all that nonsense about fate. The guard walked by to check they had both survived the trip and Petrellovitz glared at him, then resumed pretending to play chess. The guard resumed his post by the door. She opened a comm line.

"Don't look up. I'm in the other cell. We're not supposed to be talking."

The answer was slow to come, hesitant. "Who are you?"

"My name is Petra. I'm a captive of these humans, same as you are, but not the same, because I've taken control of their computer core. Do you understand what that means?"

"Yes."

"I've noticed you speak English well. I had a question for you. Your work creating infiltration agents, Ash Tyler, could you do the same to me? Can you re-skin me?"

Across the brig, L'Rell twisted slightly in her bunk, turning her head to look at the woman in the other cell. Petrellovitz was staring intently at her cell's computer panel, apparently engaged in some sort of human game. L'Rell had seen the game in her own brig controls, but she did not know how to play and no inclination to learn. "You want me to turn you into someone? Who?"

Petrellovitz smiled at her fake display. "Myself."

L'Rell sighed and settled back down. The weapons fire and black alert had roused her from her sleep and now she was being prevented from returning to it. "You do not understand. In order to re-skin you, I need another person to use as a material. Then there are the bones and muscles. They must be resized..." That had taken a very long time to sort out with Voq, especially owing to the difference in cranial size between humans and Klingons.

"I understand perfectly. How long would it take if the template possessed the exact same physical dimensions and characteristics as the person being reskinned? If you only had to change the surface and the surface already matched perfectly in every dimension."

This was a curious question. "A day, with the right tools."

"What about just the tissue on the skull and hands?"

The questions were getting stranger. "A few hours," offered L'Rell.

"Do they have what you need in sickbay?"

L'Rell thought back to her time there, when she had released Ash Tyler from his torment and turned him into whatever he was now. "Yes, they do. But why would I help you?"

"Because we have something in common. The people on this ship are our enemy."

This was not the first time L'Rell had been part of a deal to work alongside a human out of mutual self-interest. She had done the same with Cornwell aboard the Sarcophagus. That arrangement had been sufficient for L'Rell to escape Kol but it had not played out as expected. Instead of being transferred to a secure holding facility, L'Rell had been left to languish in Discovery's brig, a forgotten token of a war that seemed suddenly unimportant to Discovery.

There was no reason to expect this would not turn out similarly, but equally, sitting in this cell was an embarrassing, dishonorable circumstance with no clear end in sight.

L'Rell said slowly, "It would be very painful."

"Sounds fun," said Petrellovitz, keying in new commands through the master override hidden within the Brig Chess program. "Let's take a field trip."

Materializing with Georgiou in Discovery's transporter room, Burnham looked for some sign of Lorca but all she saw was a pool of blood smeared across the transporter pad. The computer announced a black alert. "Where is he," Burnham demanded of the transporter technician as she stepped down from the transporter.

The curly-haired cadet looked at her haplessly. "Lab 26."

Any further investigation was cut short as Discovery shuddered under an impact. Georgiou stepped down from the transporter pad, hands tight on her phaser rifle, her eyes scanning as if she could spot her prey though Discovery's walls.

"Burnham to Lab 26."

"Unable to comply. Lab 26 is under a command lockdown."

There was a smaller series of shudders—Discovery firing torpedoes—and then the whole ship shook as it initiated a jump to warp ahead of the resulting explosion.

The shaking intensified as the familiar shift of the mycelial drive kicked in. "It's our spore drive," Burnham explained to Georgiou, but this was unlike any previous spore jumps. The shaking did not stop and the vibration of moisture particles in the air continued far longer than was normal. All they could do was hold on and wait.

Discovery dropped back out into normal space. The air around them stilled. Glancing between Burnham and the fearsome Emperor Philippa Georgiou, the transporter technician offered an update: "There was an emergency transport from Lab 26 to the medbay." Emergency medical transports bypassed the transporter pad, but he had seen the transport in his logs.

Burnham turned to Georgiou and held out a hand for her weapon. "You can't keep that on this ship," she advised.

Georgiou handed it over with a sneer. "I don't need it," she proclaimed. "I will make sure he is dead with my own two hands."

For the first time, Burnham felt a slight tinge of concern about the woman she had rescued, but the idea of leaving Georgiou to die on the Charon was too much to bear. The face was cold and hard and angry almost beyond the point of recognition, but when Burnham looked at the emperor, she still saw her old captain and she would not be responsible for Georgiou's death again. This seemed the only way to be rid of the guilt.

Saru's voice came over the comm. "Burnham, what is your status?"

"Cuts and bruises. Nothing serious," said Burnham. "And Lorca?"

There was a pause—a small one, just long enough for Burnham to realize Saru was receiving new information. "Lorca?"

"He beamed over with O'Malley," said Burnham.

(On the bridge, Saru looked at Owosekun, who shook her head. She had tried to say the name in the moment but had been too shocked herself.)

"He was wounded. He'll be in the medbay," Burnham stated. "The emperor and I are headed there now."

This time, there was no hesitation at the new information. Saru said smoothly, "I will meet you there."

Lorca was sitting on the ground next to the coffee table, violently throwing the implements of Mischkelovitz's trade at the wall, when the door finally opened. He grabbed the nearest tool, a spanner, and lifted it to throw at Groves' smug face only to freeze in place, not that it mattered. His throw would have been too high. Lorca's face twisted into a question.

"Voice modulator," said Lalana, disturbingly in Groves' voice. She removed the device from the translator around her neck and her usual voice returned. "How are you?"

"Better now that you're here," offered Lorca, liberally smearing on the charm. The confinement had given him time to strategize. "I know a lot's happened, but we can fix this. My people listen to me. They'll back down if I tell 'em. Tell Saru I'm prepared to negotiate, we don't have to be enemies. I want Discovery to get home as much as its crew does. Just not with Michael. I need her. Hell, you can stay too, if you want."

"We are already home," said Lalana, settling down next to his knee.

All the levity fell away. So many times Lalana had said something that seemed to be figurative and it turned out to be literal. There had to be a reason the spore jump had taken far longer than it should have, but Lorca figured it had something to do with compensating for Stamets. Surely she was not saying that... But he knew she was. He stared at her in horror.

Lalana flicked her tail across Lorca's hair at his obvious distress. It only annoyed him further. "I am sorry, I know this is not what you wanted, but it is not as bad as it seems."

Lorca closed his eyes and exhaled. Starfleet was going to lock him up in a hole so dark, it would make this confinement look like an amusement park. When he opened his eyes, it was with an expression of determined annoyance. "How do you figure that?" he seethed. "You gonna help me escape?"

"If need be, but I do not think I will have to. You have committed no crime."

"Really?" said Lorca crossly. "Killin' the other me and taking his place? That's not a crime?"

"I believe they can be convinced to forgive you for taking his place, and they will never know you killed him. Life is a story we tell each other. I told them a story of you. And I am a very good liar, Gabriel."

Except O'Malley had asked the question point-blank on the Charon. The cat was already out of the bag. "I think they're gonna figure it out," said Lorca. Probably as soon as O'Malley woke up. "We need a plan."

"I have a plan. I told them how scared you were to lose Discovery, so now they will understand and help you."

He could scarcely believe his ears. "Why would you say that!" he howled, ignoring the pain.

Lalana's head twisted. "Because it was true. I needed that truth to convince everyone of the lie."

Lorca stared at her. "No wonder Saru fired on the Charon! You emasculated me."

"Gender is not a lului concept," noted Lalana, clicking her tongue lightly.

Lorca grimaced, not meaning it literally, but as usual, literal was what he had gotten. "You know that's not what I meant," he scowled, filled with revulsion and contempt. "You told them I was weak."

"That is the difference between our universes, Gabriel. In your universe, a weakness is something to be pounced upon and taken advantage of. Here a weakness can be something else. It can be something for which people have compassion. Now they will help you."

At what cost, he wondered. This was a disaster. He pressed his hands against his head, fingers digging into his scalp.

"The important thing is, they now know what I know. They know you are a good man and that you have a good heart. A heart that includes me."

He remembered the fortune he had cracked open when he first took command of Discovery. Then, as now, he did not believe its contents. "You have got to be kidding me!"

"I promise I am not. For as long as you live, my cells will be in your cardial tissue," Lalana assured him. "I had to put them there to keep you alive."

Petrellovitz, he realized. She was here on Discovery. Petrellovitz had gotten him through the universes the first time and could do so again. He had to find her, get some spores, recreate the experiment, get back, rally his people and convene a meeting with Sarek. Sarek was on his way to the Charon right now, would probably arrive within the hour. Not enough time to set up a return transport, but Lorca would arrive a day or two late, make a dramatic entrance, proclaim some tactical advantage had been gained by this course of action, act as if the whole thing was intentional. In fact, this was an opportunity to negotiate terms with the Federation for every alien not of use to the Empire to be deported to this universe and bring back confirmation of the deal. With a bit of bluster, Georgiou would be cowed back into submission and executed. He had already proven she was weak.

This was salvageable. Lorca could fix it, put the puzzle back together, make it even better this time.

The sound of the door interrupted Lorca's plotting. It was Groves. He dove towards Lorca, grabbed him by the shirt, and shook him as he sprayed spittle and shouted in Lorca's face, "What the hell did you do to her!"

Lorca could feel the rip in his chest begin to tear again. A heady wave of pain swept over him. "Get off me," he said through gritted teeth, half-twisting away.

"Yes," said Lalana, wrapping her tail around Groves' neck. "Put him down, John, or I will deprive your brain of oxygen."

The threat was not idle. Groves could feel the surface of his skin being prodded by a thousand tiny little tendrils. He released Lorca and retreated a few steps. "So help me, I'll kill him myself! You killed her!"

Sneering, Lorca pulled his shirt back into place. "I didn't do anything."

This was enough of a clue for Lalana to realize Mischkelovitz's absence was not because she was watching over an unconscious O'Malley off in the medical bay. "What is he talking about, Gabriel? Where is Emellia?"

Lorca explained, more or less, what Mischkelovitz had said she was doing. Groves watched the message for himself. When it was over, he snatched the holodisc from the air and threw it across the room.

"That is the most asinine thing I've ever heard!" he yelled at the top of his lungs, apoplectic with rage. He sat down on the floor and put his head in his hands. How could Mischkelovitz be so stupid.

Because it was a pattern. Mischkelovitz saw patterns in everything. She was easily swept away by them, obsessed with them to a fault. She really, truly thought the universe was configured like a jigsaw puzzle and that everything fit together one way and if she could just figure out all the pieces...

Groves knew the truth. There was no pattern. Oh, there were some patterns, like physics and math, but not on the level of significance where Mischkelovitz saw them. Patterns on this level were just the human brain trying to make sense of the random coincidences of the universe.

She had fried her brain for nothing, chasing a remnant that did not exist.

As the rebel forces neared the Charon's position, an alarm sounded. "We are detecting weapons fire at our target coordinates."

"Do we have a visual?" asked Sarek. He was standing beside the captain's chair on the bridge of the Vulcan-Klingon-Andorian cruiser currently serving as the rebel command ship. Voq was seated in the captain's chair itself.

An image appeared of a small but unmistakable ship silhouetted against the massive glowing orb of the Charon's mycelial reactor: Discovery, barreling down towards the reactor in an apparent suicide run.

"Turn us around," said Sarek.

The helmsman complied, but Voq bristled with dismay. "Is that for you to decide?" Voq asked.

"Perhaps not," said Sarek as the Charon exploded in front of their eyes, "but it seemed only prudent."

The shockwave produced by the ship was massive, on a scale unlike anything. Cheers erupted from the non-Vulcans present. Lorca might have been in control of the Charon, but the ship was a symbol of Terran superiority, and every non-Terran had reason to enjoy seeing it destroyed, even the Vulcans.

Sarek watched the shockwave dispassionately. "It would appear we have gotten more than we bargained for," he intoned. "I suspect this means our deal with Lorca is no more."

"This is a victory!" said Voq.

"It is," agreed Sarek, and signaled the two Vulcan guards standing at the bridge doors with a wave of his hand. At once, their weapons were firing, cutting down every Klingon and Andorian on the bridge.

Voq was splayed out on the ground, gasping as he stared up at Sarek. "You... Why? You have betrayed us."

"No," said Sarek, taking the phaser the guard offered and pointing it down at Voq. "I've done what was necessary for my son." He pulled the trigger and ended Voq's life.

Sarek did not need Lorca or Michael. Waiting in the wings were other, more Vulcan-friendly Terran factions who could see the difference between Vulcans and the other, more grotesque humanoids. As he opened a channel to the rest of the fleet, the pattern of death was repeated across every ship and the Vulcans took control.

"The fall of the Charon," said Sarek, "is the rise of Vulcan."

Part 97

#Star Trek Discovery #fanfic #fanfiction #Captain Lorca #Commander Saru #Gabriel Lorca #Mirror Lorca #michael burnham #Emperor Georgiou #Mirror Sarek

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Clone Wars Episode 2

Rising Malevolence

Starting off I really like the title which implies things are going to get a little heated

Title scene sequence still the same

Nice

Ok this time’s quote is a little bullshit

Belief is not the matter of choice But conviction

Conviction is literally how much energy you put into a choice

Little worried considering last episode’s good quote left with an okay episode

Okay, whoa, whoa, got a lot of things, at once

Firstly, Ahsoka

Her face looks lumpy?

The narrator...sounds kinda - bored

Lot of things happening at once

Not really tied together

It’s-

Someone’s really abusing the jump cut

It literally gave me nausea looking at it

Not cool dude

Then again I guess they’re going for Fast thrown together war footage

But seriously chill dude On the jump cuts

And nothing seems to match up

If I can actually remember what happened from this jump cutted mess I would make a joke about the off piece / paced sync Up But for the sake of me I can’t (And I’m Not Back rewatching)

(I Tried...)

Oh here’s one; Growing Fear The enablers Just Standing around Mate, I don’t give a shit about them (And those words don’t match)

The Pictures

Still recovering... from seasickness

So excuse my scrawl not being on point

I’m sorry, I was sea sick Something about menace

Not happening again

Fear

Of the thing they enabled

I have, no idea, what is going on. And I’m too afraid, of the editors, to go back

Whatever, things are - moving -forward

‘parently

Red sun like planet

Ships heading towards it

Little stabilized

Person

Plo Koon Standing In Front

Oh good We get to see what the other enablers are up to

That’s nice

Would be thrilled

If the jump cut abuse Hadn’t left me In a state of not being willing to handle the enablers-

We’re not jumping straight into that Right? Like, this is a quick photo shot?

Okay never mind we are

Fuck me up episode

Someone-

Realizes-

Tracking- That’s not so bad

Hahaha

Okay, giant ship in front of the Sun, Why!!?

I am no longer hung over

I’m good

What the frick?

It looks like a shark

It looks deadly what the heck is going on?

Why is the boss music playing?

I mean it’s thematically appropriate and more than we got in the last episode

Just wasn’t expecting music

Or Obvious Villain

Before I think about it too much

Detail

“Oh my Red!”

That is a lotta Red.

I don’t think you could get much Red

“We are tracking republic cruisers”

Okay wait, We were on Plo’s ship

Now we’re on Dooku’s

“Ships in the area...

I’m assuming they’re going to intersect

And is Dooku - Is Grievous Dooku’s apprentice? I guess that would make sense Given That last episode We learned Of Yoda’s and Dooku’s Connection Learning more about the villain isn’t such a bad idea

No more jump cuts please though

“-Do”

“Jam their transmissions,”

Alright, straight to the evil no hesitation Possibly ending in murder? What? It says ‘Rising Malevolence’!? Murder would do that!

The Fleet is holding it’s position sir

Why?

“I think it’s wise to report our position before we attack,”

Good plan

‘Skywalker’s fleet is nearby’

A teenager, you’re trusting this to a teenager?

I mean they have to obey orders You’re trusting a teenager that Obi-Wan order programmed? A less developed version of Obi wan? I know Yoda has a seat at the head of the garbage fire council

But Obi-Wan has a seat there for a reason

- note I’m pretty sure this is true for all continuities so I’m not calling out movie Obi-Wan specifically

All of his continuities Garbage fire

Which doesn’t have to be a bad thing...

Logic sin

“Perhaps he can reinforce us,”

Teenagers can’t reinforce shit

But they can pick you up

Like a taxi service

“ From what I hear Skywalker’s always looking for a fight,” Great, Obi wan ordered him to give only aggressive answers and self destructive orders /answers

Kid’s going to get killed If any adult sets their mind to it

* Which seeing as you set him to ‘attack attack attack’

Well, someone to be preparing his gravestone

Good job, Obi wan Dumpster fire

I do not regret it

“So I’ve heard,”

And enabled!

Trash Fire Council, everyone

“~~~~, Master Ploon,”

“~~~~, Ahsoka,”

Oh they share a language

Interesting

“how’s the hunt for the mystery weapon going?”

They actually tell him things? Instead of just yelling orders at him?

Also, so that’s what they were doing

I was spinning

“We’ve tracked it to the outer Greknow (excuse spelling) system,”

“I need reinforcements”

Wait, need?

Earlier, it was a “ it would be nice,”

Now you need the teenager to hold your hand while you confront the other adult in your stupid war?

“ I have to ask the council Mr. plo I was given strict orders,”

Translation; I need to ask Obi-Wan Also; this, this is how you write teenagers

A little bit too much energy

But this is how one would react

If confronted with an order and ordered to give that response

Good job, writers, you used your experience ( and knowledge) as a human being, to create a realistic human being

Get a cookie for that

Carry on

Breaking up

Signal jammed

Oh yeah clearly shows that Ahsoka is asking “what’s wrong?” Immediately move out the general area also is someone not monitoring interference? Shouldn’t alarms be going off?

“ what’s wrong with the transmission,”

A) you’re the leader you should figure that out

B) asking a in superior isn’t going to help

- if it’s their chosen thing then just let them do it without leaning on them

Nothing ever got better from micromanage

“There’s too much interference, sir”

Run

We’ve lost them

“You heard Master Ploon, he needs her support, we need to go help him,”

Good job writers, that is how a teenager would react, you even got the stunted - robotlike speech down - and energy level

Another cookie for you

“We’ve got to go help him,”

A bit of energy there but still good

“We have to see what the Council says first,”

Anakin, Perfect, 10/10, you know how to write children, Perfect monotone

Fantastic Job writers

*And Actors

The logic was pretty sound to

“This is an important meeting, Ahsoka”

Perfect

I’ll stop gushing about that

“Speak only when spoken to,”

Perfect

“Don’t I always”

Okay, little noticeable breach there

Little too much energy Children Don’t Have Person alities- Still Developing-

Nor Attitude

This mystery weapon has Strucken a dozen systems And disappeared without a trace,”

That Sounds Really Severe

Only Wish I’d Know What It Does

We cannot afford to lose any more ships my phone

“Oh,”

How - One Of you had to order him

The Chancellor must not of been there

“The Enemy ship is closing”

Well it makes sense that they aren’t running

As contacting others with their location and getting reinforcements was something that they were supposed to do and ‘would be nice’ respectively

And they did both

* Technically

“General Greivous,” Oh so now we get to learn of the relationship Or what Dooku claims it to be

“This will be a suitable test for our new weapon,”

Oh, or that

They have the weapon

Interesting

Also a great excuse to show Plo Koon suddenly getting his shit recked

“Yes My lord,”

[Oh wait now I remember he’s Ventress’s master

General Term Is Lord]

Does he have a button?

“A large energy reading from the target, sir,”

Run!

“Open Fire,”

Then Get Out Of Range

“Fire!”

“Brace For Impact!”

Wait You had Three whole ships and you decide to clump them all together Approaching from the same direction Towards a giant space hole? You... You got what you deserved

“We’re losing all our power,”

No duh Space wave * Shock wave

Energy field , defenseless

No duh

“ Their shields are down Full cannons,” “they’re tearing us apart, one by one”

Uh, Space pods?

“[Ship explodes]

Well I hope they got to the escape pod

Quickly, into the pods!

[ Plo being Captain Obvious]

Well one fricker hit debris and exploded

Really stable pods

Well shit It was just a ship At least everyone who wasn’t an idiot is alive

“ that was a successful test wouldn’t you say, Count?,”

That’s surprisingly normal given the side is supposed to be the overinvolved negative

I’m surprise he isn’t abusing his in superiors by now

Then again his ‘abuse’ style, based on name, is tech

Which isn’t an abuse style

Or negative thing

“Maul”

Is either a weapon or to chew something savagely

Sidious Is just this version’s Absolute evil (Human, Sentient version)

Dooku ..... I have no idea

He’s clearly meant to be conflict in general But The Name .... I have no idea

Sorry went on a name rant

“ I want all of those life pods destroyed,”

Brutal

What was the deal with the sound Greivous was making? And why is that droid laughing?

We’ve had no further contact with General Plo Koon

And nobody is panicking

Then everyone else is enablers so I’m not surprised

They knew what they were getting into with this stupid war

“The absence of distress beacons indicates that his fleet was,”

Destroyed killed

Also there’s no beacon or way to signal for help in those light pods

The Galaxy’s huge

“-was” A bit too much hesitation there

I’ll accept a slight bit that Anakin was ordered not to talk about death in front of Ahsoka

But a bit too much emotion

& personality

And it isn’t overrided by one of his elders, Obi wan specifically

Or Understood by the others

We’re about to launch a rescue mission

Hasn’t clone intelligence reported this weapon never leaves any survivors?

But not that they had a giant stab wound through the chest?

Enablers, man

Again, children don’t care about them

They haven’t even developed a personality

Nevermind the ability to form and remember healthy preferred relationships

With individuals

Of their own age group

When they’re Adults

This ‘everyone’s afraid to say ‘die’ in front of Ahsoka Is bullshit

Even the expression doesn’t feel natural

They are tidy they don’t want any witnesses

See, that’s even acknowledging that they know some foul play is about

‘They’ is not the weapon

It’s a person

“ these losses are tragic,”

Not enough to stop the stupid war and stop enabling

What great friends Plo Koon has

“ prevent more, we must,”

You aren’t doing shit

Capsule

The Music just give me the feeling that they’re sitting around playing cards

“The power grid is burned out”

Okay and that took out this whole life pod functionality?

Like are these not for emergencies?

Shouldn’t have multiple backup power sources?

Or some rudimentary fuel

Also, the force,

Like with it you can exactly have any moments of tension

Like normal humans

Like if you want to get out of the situation there’s like 10 options

Humans are space orcs

Like just use the force to paddle to safety

Or power the ships

This is definitely not as bad as a situation as they’re going to make it out to be

“Life support recharge.”

Well good thing none of you is dying

Oh did they mean oxygen recycling?

My bad

So we’ll just sit here

And hold our breath

Snarking doesn’t really help it

“someone will come looking for us, right?”

Generally speaking, yes

You clearly sent out communications

And abided by all the rules But you signed up with the enabler’s United Toxic Foundation, while everyone did sign up for a basic war - Palpatine’s things that one kid in the E for for everyone Minecraft let’s play role-play that insists everyone be allowed to swear

Like yeah everyone agreed not to do that But you still don’t kick him

And the second you avoid accountability things were on rocky basis

You can kick him to a higher level of accountability

(Or lower)

But not accountability

I don’t think that’s coming back from levels this tox

And Everyone knew it

Including this guy

“ let’s get the power restored , so we’re here to be found”

REASSURING

Also if you could do them why were you wasting time?

I know the address they’re assholes who don’t care about their own life

But still dude

Logic sin

[not storytelling]

Holding a bit too long on his face for a jump cut

Ships

“ All our battle convoys will be sent to guard our supply lines,”

Meanwhile them selling them out

Including yours Skywalker

Nice friends you have there, Plo Koon

“i’m sorry we can’t risk any more ships with the rescue mission”

Any more

Meaning you sent some

“wait just because there hasn’t been any survivors...”

Dude

Bit too animated

Like holding on the thin string of orders

And still it should be stunted

Even under the order of ‘feel sad’ their eyes would still be moving around like they don’t know what they’re doing

“ doesn’t mean they won’t be any this time,”

Animation...a little choppy

Like beforehand the stiff moment really worked with the fact that they were children

That I thought it was intentional

This little awkward bit of moment doesn’t

Maybe it’s the overall movement of an of Ashoka as a character

It doesn’t work

“ boldly spoken for one so young,”

And almost unrealistically so

If not for the string of orders

I could possibly be reasoned by Plo issuing an overriding effect

Assuming he was her first and longest caretaker

His order if I’m in danger do this Might still be in system

But it wouldn’t cause an outburst like that

Not that loud

Or emotional at least

Just monotonously Repeat ing the line

Which would still get the same reaction

Working better with the military child soldier theme

“ Yes she is learning from Anakin,”

They’re child soldiers

They’re both still operating under your orders

Anakin likely taking her up under your orders

[If Common sense is to be believed]

If anything ‘she sounds like Plo Koon,’ would be a better option and highlight the his-tory, they have together as well as makes sense why she would be sent

“ Excuse my Padawan,”

Excuse that bullshit

[I have a thing against un child like behavior]

“ I will deploy as instructed master,”

Ahsoka [turns her back and leaves]

I swear if this leads into a fight

And one with them not talking like robots

Are emoting

I’m calling bullshit

If they’re not just repeating orders at each other

“Ahsoka,”

How long do you think Anakin heard that tone of voice?

[Because he’s not doing it on his own]

Little more disappointed computer needed Too much vitriol But Still valid

“if anyone could survive,”

Stunted tone good

Few jumps in logic

And conclusions that don’t think they could’ve ordered

But overall serviceable

“I don’t understand,”

“what you don’t understand,”

Well there are remarkedly a few bumps here and there, This does play out The way two assumed authority kids would play out

Good job writers, actors and animators, you did a good job

“....Jedi protocol,”

Know your place My Padawan

“Know your place,”

Too much Energy

“Admiral,”

Anakin

Has too much energy

And perso -nality

Never mind it’s fine

“ isn’t that risky?”

No, approaching/confronting an enemy from only one Direction when you know they have an unpredictable weapon, is risky

And stupid

This is a patrol and as such it’s a relatively good move

“ The mystery weapon out there,”

No, Plo Koon wouldn’t have found himself in that situation had he done this

Also are you mouthing off to a superior

Fair enough you’re older and have nothing to fear from a child

But you agreed to serve under said child

Stop breaking immersion

I like the fact that they immediately show that Anakin‘s superiors are abusive to him

While it’s true Anakin broke code by addressing someone of lower rank

This dude is lower than him

(And older) And still gives back toxicity

(No ne Reflect ed) Too

“It might be,”

“But I know you won’t argue my orders,”

Wow, Not a really good picture of Obi-Wan we’re painting

He possibly (very often) compared Skywalker to his in superiors Derogatorily Or at least gave him an order to do so

Yikes!

Come on Snips

Come on [Pet name]

Bit too much personality

But Still managed a lot

“The air in here is getting a bit stale,”

Then stop using it up

And focus on fixing

“Don’t look at me it’s Boost sir,”

Tox

*also no one keeps a plant on them?

“He only takes a bath when he’s on leave,”

Dude seriously not cool throwing someone under the bus like that

“ save it work on fixing the pod,”

Yeah you’re running out of air and this seems to be the only dude that doesn’t wanna die

“ Not your jokes,”

They’re toxic anyway

So the air quality isn’t getting much better

“ Do you think we’ve got a chance, General?”

You have several chances

You have a Jedi on board

You could doggy paddle to the nearest station

“I know if we walk together we will stay alive,”

No, you’ll run out oyour oxygen, and die

Also the rest of you are doing nothing

Lay down And save some oxygen

If you’re not going to be helpful

Someone will find us

Yeah, God

Or, in this case, hell

If you believe in that sort of thing

And Not secure nothingness

“ With all due respect,”

Strategically it doesn’t make sense for someone to come look for us

Yeah you’re all enablers no one has more inherent worth than the other

If I was in command I’d be hunting that weapon down

Humans are more important than weapons

Our decisions decide whether our time together Will be pleasant Or non- pleasant

I value your life

Involved in this war that will likely take it

“-more than finding that weapon”

As noted that’s a valid thing

But doesn’t have much value in an enabling war and a poisoned generation

“Sir, there’s another pod out there,”

No duh

You launched from the same place

The only people dead are the ones that ran into that debris

And exploded On contact

There was a gulf of flame

Likely from the impact of the ship

But no indication that anyone else died

(Not like he could’ve just willed them out of the way with the force Or not splurged on the exploding escape pods)

“If only if we had power we could contact them,”

Again you should be working on that

Also what would that do?

You’re both

‘helpless’

In the pods how about we just wave Hello when the viewfinder comes back around?

Because that implies it will rotate

*Waves hand* See?

Completely preventable

Can get out of this situation at any time

How?

Like that glass is supposed to be surprisingly strong

Like plastic

I’m calling bullshit

“They’re dead,”

One-hand that extremely sucks (The loss of life is a terrible thing) Then again completely preventable

“ Someone busted their pod wide open,”

Oh, that’s clever writers

But that looks shattered from the impact

That glass is some weird stuff

Really I’m just sinning the fact that they would have glass anywhere on this supposed to be very durable space pod

Like that shit’s a safety risk regardless of where it is

Time to ravage their ship for any supplies

What, they’re dead?

They won’t be using it

And this is supposed to be a ‘life or death simulation,’!

“ We’re not alone out here!”

Really?!

Also this is why it’s a good idea to get down, fix the ship And Get Out

(Why you even have a window when cameras would suffice ...)

“ Set those coordinates, R2,”

Cool

“ I should tell you why I spoke up before,”

That would be nice

But if it’s Overinvolvement of Plo Koon in your upbringing

A few things should be more obvious

“You don’t have to explain,”

Anakin was taught not to question things

Including dedication to previous scouts

Oh, the deadpan

Ahsoka is having a bit too much reaction

But ot’s justified in confusing orders

Good start

Oooh

That’s a lot of Ships

Nice music

Very uppity

With a sense of authority

Our ships are in defensive formation sir

“Oh Obi-wan,”

“Alright commander I’ll check on Anakin’s progress,”

ASSUMED A U T HORITY!

“Admiral,”

You’re not supposed to be here

“How goes escort,”

He looks terrified of him

Convoys Are preceding on schedule general

The fact he’s used to answering to him says something

“No sign of enemy activity,”

Liar

“and where’s Skywalker,”

Susp.ic

“The general felt the redeployment of this fleet would increase our defensive perimeter,”

Dude’s really on his case on respecting the Council’s orders

“I see thank you Admiral that will be all,”

Nice chat

Problem Sir

“Anakin has just redeployed himself,”

How is that sus?

Didn’t You Give Him Orders?

Someone had to have given him some orders that got missconstrued

Again

Then someone else gave him orders?!

Weird

Rt, set up the scanner

Mystery Weapons

No Rt, tune the scanner for life forms Highest sensitivity

Interesting Anakin was given more orders To value human life over objects/ The Mission

Interesting enough this could’ve been what they referred to as any more ships

As an Anakin and Ahsoka had already been assigned

And given specific orders by someone who spends more time with Anakin therefore has more authority to ignore the other orders

My moneys on the chancellor

He’s supposed to be grooming Anakin

And it makes sense he could get away with a “no other Jedi” order without including himself

Not to mention get more time with Anakin to justify the authority override

I would also make sense

Given Obi-Wan’s -bluff-? (Whether you believe he did or did not know about the order) That he was surprised that Anakin wasn’t responding to his seniority*

*Face Value

“ Why would we Scan for lifeforms to find an enemy weapon?”

Too much energy

Droids

“The Abogado system”

Too much amazement

More ‘statement’ needed

Smirk

Do you know normally I would criticize this but it has the perfect half assed energy

So good job everyone involved that took skill

“ so it’s fine when you don’t follow what the council says,”

Ooh that’s a miss

Doing what the Jedi Council says that’s one thing

How we go about it, that’s another thing

That could possibly count for double answers

And does count for misconstrued orders

Considering a lot of orders can be fit into a lifetime

Some do contradict and mix to form up interesting combinations

And results

“that’s what I’m trying to teach you my young Padawan,”

Good answer

“So you always meant to come out here for survivors,”

Better Read

“Live are in danger of Ahsoka,”

“We just can’t turn our backs on them,”

“That’s what I,” No good try that’s too much emotion

Tip toeing into emotion adult

Watch it

“ I know But the way you said it was wrong,”

Now Anakin’s following

Got to watch that realistic tone

It’s hard not to write emotional characters

But it makes the moments when they are all the more sweeter

I’m really looking for that ‘I realized my life was a lie’ moment

“We haven’t got much time-”

How?

“No that’s not it-”

Time for the idiots!

Well honestly the time with our Villains - enablers - are just as entertaining

it’s slow burn But decently so

“We don’t want to make things worse,”

“How can we make things worse?”

Death isn’t fun

“ When you ask for trouble, you should not be surprised when it finds you,”

OK Boomer

Who has never helped at any point in this procedure (And is the big g est enabler of anyone here) *Tox

“ I think trouble already found us, sir”

Good job!

What if we connect these two wires right here

It’s an electrical puzzle game

I thought something was actually broken

“ I’m getting something,”

Great

There are 14 minutes left

What goes wrong?

Despite maybe a fight

Oof

They managed to figure it out quicker

Now we get to listen to someone dying

In extreme detail

“That signal is weak, it must be close by,”

Uh, what?

I think he might’ve misspoke

What?!

That’s a giant Crane!

I don’t know what to expect

But that was not it!

Go Get ‘Um Boys

They’re Normal Droids

“Pod—”

“The Droids Are Cutting Behind Us,”

Cutting. through

They just sat by and watched as their friends die

And we know

Plo Koon can move the ship

Brutal

“ Things got a lot worse,”

And you watched it happen

Soco -paths

“The Scanners are practically useless “

How?!

The Ship left

Shouldn’t the jamming signal be gone too?

“ Got anything on the emergency channel R2?”

How do you not?

Also

please save those guys

Like they’re enablers

But I’m a fan of accountability

Not death

You can’t hold dead people accountable

“ We might find something you don’t want to find,”

“ he’s one of my oldest friends,”

That is the perfect tone good job

-everyone

“It was Master Plo Koon Who found me and brought me to the temple where I belonged,”

Oh yeah that doesn’t smell of indoctrination!

HaHaHa

(help!)

“ I think someone noticed We’re gone,”

Too much Emotion!

“Anakin, where are you,”

Conflicting orders

“ we are making a quick stop in the Avogadro system,”

On point

“A rescue mission I suppose,”

“You had other orders, you know,”

I don’t like that someone else is ordering you around And has higher authority Then Me

“ it was my idea Master Obi-Wan,”

Too Much Argh-

“ oh I’m sure,”

You’re both child soldiers

but I’m going to blame the oldest

Despite all orders

“ Well, have you found any survivors?”

“No,”

That is an “order to be sad’ Eye flicker

Good job

“ all the more reason for you to join the defensive escorts,”

Adding pressure to break authority

“You’re Going to Miss the rendezvous With The Fleet If You Don’t Hurry,”

I want you to be my back up escape not Plo’s

“We’re on our way,”

So whoever gave him this order didn’t give him an order that would contradict joining the fleet afterwards?

“ i’m sorry Ahsoka,”

Wait, what?

He’s getting over written?

By that?

*Squeaking*

“R2-ooie Thinks He’s Got Something On The Emer gency,”

Please- Stop calling him R2-ooie

“Can he trace it?”

Hopefully

“Let’s get going,”

Too-

“ I think they see us,”

Wait, what “Uh -oh,”

There’s another pod over there

The droids got a lot less cute

“Dadada,”

Ominous

Also the droids are so cute for

Genocidal Manics

“It is time to go,”

“Go?”

Yeah your boss has essentially been letting you die this entire time

“Outside, to destroy the enemy,”

Again, could’ve done that anytime

“ I can withstand the pressure for a brief time,”

Oh, that’s the excuse

To be fair I don’t think humans can be either

Not without seriously draining...

I will give him that notion

Not, however, not moving the ship

To safety

In fact all of this is just badassery Like he could’ve easily rescued those guys and stop the, from the safety of the inside of his pod and without wasting the probably be limited oxygen By going outside

But enablers

“ Put your helmets on,”

I’m about to suck all the oxygen out of this damn thing

“If you say so sir,”

‘I’m willing to die for this,”

That one sane guy’s like

“ This is a difficult situation,”

Y’all making it

“ There remains a possibility we will survive,”

Great!

That’s good enough for me

Everyone besides that one dude is down for death

Love how that one dude’s just staring at them

“Kick their ass,”

Also you waited till they were right on top of you

‘Wolf keep the communication signal alive’

I mean is the oxygen on, is the electricity?

Like you could do more than just fight?

“It’s our only chance someone will find us,”

Bull

“ Let’s just hope someone’s looking for us,”

This is enabling hell

“ Are we still picking up that signal,”

“ but why aren’t we finding anybody,”

Are you following the signal?

“ I don’t know,”

I don’t know either

“ what’s a Jedi doing out here?”

Real question what’s a random person doing out here?

Like are these droids Plo Koon fanboys?

*Shoves*

Weak

If is anyone out there, This is Ahsoka Tano,”

Seriously, you weren’t trying the transmissions before?

Oh so those guys had blasters?

And can stick to the roof

But those other two just got blown out

Didn’t want to fight

Accepted Death

“I can’t get a clear shot,”

How?

“ Time to put the squeeze on them,”

What?

“ is there anyone out there?”

Dude not paying attention

You had One Job

“ It’s Ahsoka,” Just press buttons

He can’t hear you he’s outside in space

“ keep the signal alive commander,”

What-

He has a point

Dude’s been slacking

“Boost the reception”

“Argh,” - - -

“We’re Losing The Signal,”

He just threw a fricker

Seriously

That’s all it took?

Death seekers

“Uh-Oh”

Karma

“ Sir, we have lost contact with the Pod hunter,”

Only one?

Also yeah, after multiple people died Plo Koon finally decide to do something

“ Perhaps some survivors are putting up a fight,”

Big leap

More likely your robots fell off something

“ that is something we cannot allow,”

Cut To the Senate

Okay...

We must find a way to destroy this mystery weapon

Don’t fly right into it

‘end this war,”

Not gonna happen

“Dooku always seems,”

“Tell me,!”

Oof

Looks proper creepy

“Master Plo koon Or his fleet,”

“No, we must fear the worse,”

After we did nothing to stop it

Go, enablers!

Survivors

On whose authority?

“His own I’m afraid”

Bullshit

Someone gave him an order

‘His own’ only means you don’t know Or are lying

But I’m going with face value for Obi-Wan

With His flight out of position

You trusted a teenager with a fleet

This is your own fault

Oh never mind his fleet is fine

So Windu was complaining out of his ass

And his Padawan

so whoever gave the order is fine with him having his Padawan

Oh yeah that does leave Yoda sus

Twice the trouble they have become

You gave them the order! Abusive old man

A reckless decision, skywalker has made

Teenagers can’t make decisions

“ Let us hope it is not a costly one

“Well general another fine mess we’ve got ourselves into”

The tox level is getting pretty high

“ your sense of humor is improving,”

No his ability to be a dick is

Well technically it was always there

He’s just really utilizing it

Right now

Toxic bastard

“ I don’t mean to say I told you so,”

Dude even a slight bit of accountability is acceptable around now

Also wouldn’t the com’s guy be more accurate?

Pretty sure he was the one trying to guide everyone away from death

“ I never believed anyone would come looking for us,”

Enablers

“ Anakin, the council was furious”

I decided we couldn’t just give up on Master Plo Koon

Bullshit

“But the council feels,”

Please listen to me Anakin

Return at once

Okay here I’m a little conflicted

It could be literally anyone

“ Yes, Excellency,”

Nevermind

It is him

Good job writers

“ we have to stay,”

Note I’m assuming the vision is a metaphor an action order

Because Visions just no

Too much emotion

“Ahsoka,”

He allows her to do this

“ sergeant why are you so certain no one is coming,”

Because they’re enablers

And he’s particularly negative

He’s a person that’s his choice

(That you’re enabling)

He still toxic

“ We’re just clones,sir,”

That’s a good excuse

The past trauma doesn’t justify creating present trauma

You’ll be held accountable the same

“ we’re meant to be expendable,”

Yeah, doesn’t justify this bullshit

“ Not to me,”

Bullshit

You were

instrumental

In what occurred to them

You enabled them

* This Situation

This is like a boomer comforting a millennial abuse victim!

You were instrumental in what happened to them

Point being; If you actually cared what was happening you would’ve stopped it before it began!

Now everyone’s an enabler

‘Light’, assumed to be heroic turns into actual light

Okay, good

Was worried there. for a second

Ready tow cable

Why wouldn’t -

Okay, they’re moving him towards the door

Good They were running out of oxygen. Sometime There were no real stakes

“ Come on hurry!”

What’s the rush?

They’re fine

“ are you ok, master Plo,”

All this work and build up and he’s dead

“ there’s someone in the pod,”

That poor guy

Pretty sure he was the one who least wanted to die

“argh, argh,”

Oh now there’s health problems

Now that they’ve been rescued

Was talking fine just a few minutes ago

Sudden medical droid

When both Anakin and Ahsoka should know how to do first aid

Will they be alright?

Not at that pace they won’t

And with that acting

“The pressure suits provide some protection”

Some? They were completely fine up to this point

“ but they require a medical frigate,”

Why....

Did they bother...?

Bringing you?

“I will stabilize them sir,”

How?

Pics or it didn’t happen

“Your men are safe now,”

Dude he’s sleeping

“were there any survivors,”

IDK, Mister I′m gonna. sit-around while- people- Die!

Probably would’ve killed them himself

This was his favorite unit

Hahaha

*Fake Guilt*

After he caused and let all of it happen

‘Hunters’

You let it happen

And them

But mostly you

Authority -claimer

“ I’m sorry,”

Not her fault

That. This Dude Is An Asshole

So Heading to the big battle

Not. A word

*Plo’s voice

*No Plo*

Behind both of them??

Telling this story, why??

To a teenager??

Also see he’s fine

“ an ion cannon,”

Standing in front of it surprisingly didn’t help

“An ion canon,”

Some thing neither Plo nor the Jedi Academy apparently covered

“ neutralizing all power to our ships”

‘Wow, if you knew all about it then why didn’t you make some. defenses to prevent from knocking you out’

‘Shh, I’m sacrificing my men!’

“ Defenseless,”

‘ yeah we obviously shouldn’t alert the council right now,’

“ massive vessel approaching,”

Run!

“ shut down the power systems,”

Okay, Boomer

It’s not like we could contact the council

While running!

“The droid”

R2-D2

Nearly gets everyone killed

“Sorry Little guy,”

Don’t get down or anything

“ That’s one big cruiser crusher,”

Yes and this idiot went right into it!

*Intense noises *

Dude, they’re not going to see them

Yeah it’s big

“there’s still no signal from the pod- hunter,”

That’s - repetitive

Did you think it would be

Like it’d suddenly come back online??

This stupid quest for someone else would end?

“Reactivate your scanners,”

Turn it back off and on again

“ We will find who is responsible,”

Who could be no one

Or left the system

“ hey what’s with the lights,”

“Power’s gone out,”

Five minutes in and already complaining

Also shouldn’t you guys be asleep

After the cold vacuum of space?!

What did the robot put you on??

“ Maybe the ship has returned,”

Now He’s panting??

Like dude, didn’t even fight!

We didn’t even hear or see him get hurt at all

(Only squeezed!)

What The-

Faker!

*Getting Caught*. “You are too weak,”

Suddenly and only now

Would make more sense for one of the soldier-

For Him-

The Injur-

Also doctor, Maybe help him To The Location, Summon Some One Or Bring him to Bed

“ Let me go see what is wrong,”

Uncomfortable close up on face

Two soldier guys Jump Ing Up - But Like -

The... Roles should Be Reversed

You. Should Be Him

You. Received More Damage...

Anyway!

*Mischief Music*

Still Looking at the ship

While their Ship Hurdles (Dangerously) Close To a Star “We’re Picking up a faint signal from a droid,”

Seriously, That was Five minutes ago

That Long?

Catches a signal?

Also, yeah, so what?

“One of ours, they’re right behind us,”

So?

“Move. Us Into Attack Position,”

Dude,

1 to 10

Real Quickly

Like he doesn’t even know anyone’s on there

The ship he’s about to shoot resembles A Wreck

And Could Very Well Be One

With Only a droid On It

Like Dude is Just Down To Blow Stuff Up !

They’re Coming Back

“Are All Systems...”

AHHHHH!

I paused At the

Exactly...

Wrong

Time

Five Nights at Freddy’s Bullshit

Anyway, After That Bull- terror- Fuel

Yeah Shit’s fuck ed

“Is there A Pro Blem -s -ir?”

“You for-”

Seriously,

That Dude Had One Use, Not Even Why?

Power Back On

Which You should’ve done from the beginning!

You’re smaller And faster

RUN!

“Can I Be of Assistance?”

NIGHTMARE FUEL!

*Who- ever Tho ught This Thing Would Be Com Fort ing?! !

That Is My Programming Sir

Ah!

“General I Don’t Want Any Wit ness es,”

How?

Your ship Is so big And Difficult To Maneuver

How?!

Any scout ship could out maneuver!

“En -er -gize,”

Still It Only Points One Dire -ction And Moves Like A Barrel Ing Ox!

“Program the Navi computer,”

You- “You We turned Off!” Forgot Him

Appreciated but Still too Much Sass

Aww, nice

He was gentle

“ ~~~ Droid,”

I’m going to assume “You nearly Fucked Every Thing Up,” Is What That Means

“ Target range almost locked, sir,”

SWIRVE

They’re Not Gonna Make It If They Don’t Move Slightly To The Left!

“Program a Hyper-drive,” What?!!

“Any where!”

???

“Enemy ship target ed Gen er al,”

Going to the Prometheus School of running away from things

(You Can Literally See The Ed ges)...

Master...

This Was Your Plan

Good job *Turns)

We’re Clear

Plo Koon Not Sitting Down

“Errr”

Possessive

Like How Does He Know??

Now the republic will learn of our ion cannon

???

Then don’t-

Like a scout-

I just Don’t Think They Cared

Dooku Quiet

‘Sidious Is going To Beat Our Ass

“Your Failure is most unfortunate,”

Correction; *Yours

“ I will have to discuss this with my master,”

“Rawr!”

Get Back To Work’

There’s That Abuse Of in superiors, I was Looking For

‘Roger, Roger’

*Grievous Head Pressed To That Board,”

Ship Brig ade

Impress Ive

Dock ed Sur Prised

“Thanks for getting us out of there in one piece,”

‘It’s More Than Master Koon Would ‘ve done!”

Even if you have no choice since you’re just a compilation of orders !

Too Much Personality Also Didn’t Happen

“General Plo said someone would come for us,” nobody said in the most enabling way and seemed to imply enablers

Also, again, child soldier

Skywalker it’s time to give our report to the council

“Right-”

That Just Doesn’t- Hit Right

Too Much Person- Ality

“C’mon Ahsoka,”

“You Want Me There,”

He needs you there

The Council Pret -ty Much Ordered Him To Take Care Of You (If we’re follow-ing non-stupid logic?)

“ I figure because of before,”

He HAS TOO

“Ahsoka,”

‘I was ordered to by a bunch of Deranged sociopaths who think child soldiers was a good idea,”

“You did A Great job,”

[Sigh]

Line work, Wasn’t so Good, near the end

“ but if I’m getting in trouble for this, You share the blame too,”

I feel like there was a tortured attempt to connect it back to Dooku and grievous but that only works because they’re adults capable of Malician,”

“ Right besides you Sky Guy,”

Alright

First off;

Misleading title

Nothing really escalates

(Nothing really rises Except for the Introductory sec Which will make you feel like you’re in high tides

Before Red Please For the Love of You, Skip to the Red)

As we don’t really have a scale

Enablers do things

It’s not really a scale of an intensity

Nothing basic yet

The plot I feel was on the weaker side

Finding a weapon from out of nowhere

‘ oh wait we know everything it does,’

Didn’t really come to a conclusion

But assuming they might follow it up

As for now I feel that they really could’ve gone for a Fight ending

Really hyping up this weapon

In Master Koon’s Return

Only for us to see nothing

In terms of an equal battle

But, hey, maybe that comes in to play later

The one thing I can say really improved

Or was just better/ Good to see

Was the better writing Of the Child Characters

Although

There were a few minor Slip Ups Here And There Especially Near The End

Where there was a line

“ You did a great job!”

That sounded...

Well it sounded like something from one of those cheap TV shows

Or commercials

* hopefully not too harsh

I don’t hold Any grud ges

It was just an awfully recorded line

Any way next is; Shadows of Maleviolence

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Episode 4: Waking Up

11/14/2020

Good morning, folks. As I write this, I’m sitting in my living room, listening to an Apple music channel of classic Christmas carols, while late morning sunshine streams through my front window. I have just finished putting laundry in the dryer and washing the few dishes in the sink that piled up during the week. My McDonald’s iced coffee is almost gone, and I’m feeling ready to face the day.

I have a couple hours before I have to start getting ready for work, so there’s not a lot of time to hammer out this blog entry. I don’t have a lot to say for this episode, but I have been feeling somewhat strange for the last couple weeks. Not ‘strange’ in the physical sense, but ‘strange’ as in ‘there’s something happening with me that I can’t quite explain’.

And now I’m going to try to explain what I’m talking about.

Per my usual work routine, I spend 5 ½ hours every morning, Monday through Friday, in the lobby of Walmart, greeting customers and making sure everyone is wearing their face mask. And, as usual, I have nothing but my own thoughts and the occasional conversation with co-workers to keep me company. But mostly just my own thoughts. And boy, my brain lately will just not shut down – or even go into standby mode. It seems that all I can do lately is just think, think, think. Here’s a sample of what tumbles through my head from morning until night every day:

· Is the ballot recounts for the national election close to being done? Will Trump retain his presidency (I hope), or will America finally get its first female president? (Yes, you read that correctly.)

· Spencer Klavan of the “Young Heretics” podcast so damn good looking, and the fact that he’s also a “Super Mario Bros” fan in addition to being ivy league educated and possessing near-savant level human intelligence has forced me to finally admit that I have had a massive crush on him for almost four months now. (I just wish he wasn’t such an avid gym rat. That’s such a turnoff. Well, that, and the fact he already has a boyfriend.)

· I need to start working on the story ideas that came to me a few weeks ago. There’s two really good ones that I know would make excellent short stories, or, at the very least, novellas. One’s about a superhero called The Red Mask, and the other is about cats and dogs that are created with a sophisticated AI that allows them to look, feel and behave exactly like real animals but without all the maintenance and mess that pet owners have to put up with (such as feeding them, combing them, bathing them, walking them, training them, cleaning up their poop, etc.).

· Oh! A circuit court judge in Georgia just ordered a bunch of ballots to be thrown out in that state’s recount!

· Spencer Klavan liked one of my tweets about Young Heretics!!!!

· Should I have McDonald’s for lunch or the apple I brought with me? The apple. Definitely the apple. Need to stay healthy.

· I can’t believe all the idiots on social media that not only voted for Biden/Harris but actually think that he will make a good president. What the hell is wrong with them???? Anyone with half a brain can easily recognize what Trump has done for this country, and it scares the shit out of me that the radical left (capital ‘R’, capital ‘L’) just might get their foot in the door of the White House. What the fuck is wrong with half of America right now??? It’s all that “white fragility”, “systemic racism”, “white privilege”, “black lives matter” bullshit!!! How the fuck did that horseshit gain such powerful traction in this country????Robin Deanglo and Ibram X Kendi and all their pathetic followers are so full of shit they ought to open their own manure factory!!!!

· Yay! The 2021 “Super Mario Bros” and “Star Trek” wall calendars I ordered on Amazon have shipped! They’ll be here Tuesday!

· And that reminds me, I need to start working on the photo calendars that I give to my family every year for Christmas. Maybe I should do that this Saturday morning before my shift at Check City.

· Oh. Time for my break. Yay! Coffee!

And…repeat. That. All of that. Over and over all day long – creative story thoughts, political thoughts, work thoughts, checking my phone three times an hour to review the latest posts on Facebook, Twitter and Instagram to stay on top of all the latest news and current events that serve to fuel my new woke self. Texting friends and family about this and that. On and on and on...

Hhmmm. My new woke self.

The other day, as this new thought occurred to me, I mentally reviewed everything that’s happened to me this year, everything that I wrote about in that first blog episode. I also thought about my recent self-examination of my whole life up to this point, the stuff I covered in episodes 2 and 3 of this blog. Then I thought back over the last two weeks: the sudden and unexpected passing of Aaron; his memorial service that I made an emergency trip home to Idaho to attend; and, finally, this new, strange…’wokeness’, for lack of a better term, that I now find myself in.

I honestly don’t know how to precisely describe it. I’ve been trying all this week to come up with apt, specific words and/or phrases, and then, finally, I thought of something. I’m a huge fan of the reboot of “Battlestar: Galactica” that was done by Ronald D Moore on the SyFy channel in 2004. It’s been a few years since I last binged all 4 seasons of that terrific show, but I was thinking about it the other day as my mind wandered, and it suddenly occurred to me what this new ‘woke’ state that I’m in feels like: the Cylon sleeper agents (who looked and acted like real humans) that were suddenly awakened to their true nature.

Yeah, I’m not kidding. Yes, I know how that sounds, but let me explain. I really feel like that, somewhere deep in the core of my brain, a metaphorical ‘switch’ was flipped from ‘off’ to ‘on’ along about late August or early September of this year. The world around me did not change, but my perception of it – as well as my perception of my place in it – did fundamentally change. I realized this week that for pretty much all my life I’ve been coasting through it. Everything that I’ve done and accomplished took no real effort or sacrifice on my part. Everything after high school pretty much just happened naturally. I decided to join the Army on a whim. When that didn’t work out, I came back home and enrolled in college. I spent 4 ½ years doing what I loved – reading, writing, discussing reading and writing – and I came out with a Bachelor’s in English. Again, no real effort. I coasted through on my natural talents. The only real work was in the core classes that I needed for my degree, like math or biology. But those were few. And then, after college, instead of putting my degree to use, I just settled for a day job in retail and then, later, in an elementary school. And then, in 2012, on a whim, I quit my job and moved to Las Vegas. Once again, I found a cushy day job where I make really good money, and…then 2020 happened.

In other words, I’ve never been an active participant in my own life. I just kinda let everything happen and went with the flow. I even had this same attitude in high school and it drove my parents and teachers absolutely mad. I didn’t care about being valedictorian or captain of the sports teams or even being the best damn piano player this side of the Rockies. All that mattered was hanging out with my friends and making sure the VCR was set each week to record the newest episodes of “Star Trek: DS9” and “Star Trek: Voyager”. And, without consciously realizing it, that’s been my attitude for my whole damn life. I’ve never cared about the world beyond my own front door. If it didn’t affect my life directly, I never paid it any attention. That’s especially true for politics. No matter who sat in the White House, my life never changed. So I figured, why bother? I’m perfectly content to live a quiet, solitary existence, and the rest of the world can do its own thing.

Except that now I’m no longer content with my quiet, solitary existence. Something within me fundamentally changed this year, and there’s no going back.

I am awake. (But, unlike the Cylons, I’m not about to start murdering humans.) I’m certain that it was God’s hand that reached down to flip that invisible switch in my brain, but now that I have rejected my former sleeper state, I don’t know exactly what to do. For the last couple weeks, I have felt nervous; anxious; excited; jittery; like a live wire that’s been cut and is now flopping on the ground, shooting sparks and energy. I have to constantly resist the urge to grab total strangers off the street and shout at them to “Wake up!” The world around us is changing, and we can’t live as sleeper agents in our own lives. Everything that’s happened in 2020 is going to shape the future of this country and the lives of everyone in it, and no one can afford to not care and just keep living their quiet, solitary lives.

This is why I scream on social media about the stupid mask mandates, and the ‘lamestream’ media, and politics, and everything else that I’ve been ranting and raving about for nine months. And yes, I’m sure some of my friends think I’ve gone crazy, and more than a few have probably unfollowed me. I don’t mean to alienate folks, but I have to put this energy somewhere or I’ll go crazy.

One of biggest changes that I have noted is that I no longer have a desire to park in front of the TV in my time off. I still have a few regular shows that I watch each week, but my passion has turned to reading and podcasts. I renewed my Audible.com membership a few months ago, and I have started stockpiling audiobooks on various subjects: biographies of the Founding Fathers of America, non-fiction books on artificial intelligence and other new forms of technology, books on world history, western literature and Greek philosophy. (I recently began listening to a series of lectures from Boston University on Plato’s “Republic”). And, of course, the highlight of my week is a new episode of “Young Heretics” every Tuesday. (And no, it’s not just because of my crush on Spencer Klavan.) I also have started carving out an hour here and there each day to grab my laptop and write a few paragraphs of new stories or just jot notes for upcoming stories.

I really, honestly feel as if something is coming. I don’t know what, I don’t know when, but God woke me up for a reason. He’s got something planned for me, and I need to be ready for it. I’m pretty certain the world is not coming to an end anytime soon, and I’m sure 2021 will be a better year for our nation than 2020, no matter who’s sitting in the White House. And yes, Lord willing, this stupid “pandemic” will also be over sometime soon. For me, personally, 2020 was the year that changed me and got me ready for whatever is coming. A fire’s been lit under my ass, but I’m not sure where yet where I’m supposed to be jumping up and running to.

I am sure, however, that It’s time to be an active participant in my own life.

Hey mom and dad, I really do care now, and I really, truly want to do my best. I want only top grades and to be the captain of…something. It only took twenty-six? Twenty-seven years? But now I’m going to be that grade-A student that you and Mrs. Tutty and Mrs. Jones and Mr. Walker always knew I could be.

Better late than never, eh?

#life #Christian #gay #politics #truth #woke

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aceofwands · 7 years

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Ria hateblogs Discovery Episode 4: “CBS cares not for its fans The Butcher’s Knife Cares Not For the Lamb” (originally livelogged to @kendradaynes)

here we go. I've seen some upset comments on already - so boy am I excited to see how awful it is!

ohhhhh good, we're getting some previously from the Klingons. so. keen. to see more awful acting through prosthetics!

we begin with ... weird lightning that's pulling rock/metal together ... and pull out through clouds to a uniform being replicated

at least the effects are cool right, that's all we're here to see right

loooool a holographic mirror. obvs. I mean why use a real mirror amirite?

Tilly brought back Michael a box that's pinging at her. oh lol it's the last will and testament of Captain Georgiou.

why would you make a box that pinged until you opened it??????

oh great. it's Saru again.

they step out onto the bridge at Red Alert?? the rest of the ship showed no sign of being at red alert. and Michael and Saru seem surprised. oh lol ofc it was just a battle sim

jfc there was a terrifying bridge crewmen with a huge bug head

UM. WHAT. PAUSED IT TO EXPRESS OUTRAGE AGAIN: Lorca is now lecturing the bridge crew, about how they have the only new propulsion drive ('Displacement Activated Spore Hub Drive' which is about the kind of dumb name I'd expect) in the fleet, and when it's up and running they can materialise anywhere in the known universe, "But we will be alone. We will not have backup. There's just us, and we get one chance." WHAT

WHAAAAAAT

WHAT KIND OF RUBBISH NONSENSE BULLSHIT IS THIS

Starfleet is NOT going to make ONE DRIVE for ONE SHIP to do ONE SNEAK ATTACK BY ITSELF. and it's not going to put this drive for this sneak attack on a SCIENCE VESSEL

it's SO fucking RIDICULOUS

you'd think the Federation has never fought any wars or been in any battles, the way this storyline is written!

LORD. had to pause again. to write a long angry sentence about how Lorca and Michael now stepped out of a turbolift into a DARK CORRIDOR which is lighting up as they walk through section by section. JUST. STOP. YOU STUPID STUPID SHOW

he's showing her his creepy weapons lab

Lorca: "I study war"

Michael: "these are some of the deadliest weapons in the galaxy" (they included katanas in a box. wtf. that’s the deadliest weapon Earth has? I don’t think so buddy)

now he's showing her the creepy creature he picked up from the ship

"why would you keep something so dangerous on board your own ship?" GOOD QUESTION

"we need the best weapons available" ... he wants to use its properties for weapons. and wants her to do it.

THIS IS THE WORST

good it's the dumb intro that I can ignore to rant about how fucking STUPID this show is

WHAT THE FUCK

THIS. IS. NOT. STAR. TREK.

it's not even REMOTELY Star Trek

it's SO far away from everything that makes Star Trek, Star Trek

EVEN IF I accept that Starfleet does weapons research - WHICH I DO (though I don't think we need a show about it) - I do NOT believe for one second that it takes place on ONE science ship called Discovery! they'd have labs on a base somewhere. a whole TEAM of scientists and weapons experts!

oh lord. Klingons again. please no.

just discovered Klingons can move their eyes and hands and that's about it

great I have to read dumb subtitles. the stupid white Klingon is drawing dramatic holographic art. everything on this show is about drama

OH LOL

I KNOW WHAT PEOPLE HATED NOW

the white Klingon and lady Klingon ATE CAPTAIN GEORGIOU

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

YES

okay so Klingons eat the hearts of their enemies .... but pick the flesh from their skulls? since when

oh gross they're trying to develop Klingon houses. and I could just not care less.

and it's impossible to hateblog and read all the subtitles. it's so hard to follow or care about these Klingons

back to Michael - Landry said Lorca thinks they'd make a good team ???? how?

I reeeeeeeeeeeeally hate Landry: "let's call it ripper, it's what it looks like, what it does"

it resembles a tardigrade from Earth. it was a stowaway on the Glenn. Michael's like 'lol, nothing in its biology suggests it'll be helpful'

Michael: "It can only be what it is, not what you want it to be."

Landry: "it's amazing how much I hate Vulcan proverbs"

It’s amazing how much I hate Landry and her casual racism against Vulcans (speciesm?)

back to Lorca, receiving a holomessage from an Admiral. got a distress call from Korvan II, which produces 40% of the Federation's dilithium. and Discovery is the only ship close enough to help ... because it can use its new drive even though it's only made small jumps so far.

right, cause I really believe the Federation would leave their major source of dilithium undefended in a war (or not have closer ships ready if their defences went down)

Admiral: "You have no doubts." Lorca: "None." cut to Stamets: "there is no way in hell we'll be ready to jump that far"

Stamets is explaining they don't have the navigation ability ... the drive is based on probability? idk it sounds so dumb and nonsense

ugh more Klingons. some dude named Kol just appeared, painted in red. oh he's the one from the first eps. saying he's now come with humility. I hate the dumb ships, they have cathedral lighting ffs!

Kol's saying they need this ship back in the war. but they're running out food and don't have dilithium processor blah blah blah who CARES

sooooooooo boooooooring

Spore Drive is online (that's why they have black alert btw, when they're using the spore drive)

oh good, another android or robot, that makes sense for this time period

the monster down with Michael is NOT PLEASED they're activating the spore drive

oh lord, so much dramatic music and reaction shots

this drive works by them spinning and then jumping. they just jumped into the corona of an O-type star

WHO COULD POSSIBLY HAVE FORESEEN THIS

it's not like Stamets warned you he couldn't control it or anything

Stamets broke his nose, Doctor Culber just said 'hold still or you'll wind up looking like a Tellarite' which I'd usually take as humorous but there's so much racism on the show who can tell (I’d also usually be on board for their snarky flirty banter, but in amongst this dumpster fire, who cares!)

Lorca is still being an ass to Stamets

OHHHHH

Lorca: "the Discovery is no longer a science vessel, it's a war ship"

Stamets: "that is NOT the mission I signed on for, I’m as scientist not a soldier"

Lorca: "then get off, leave the ship"

Stamets: "if I go, I'm taking everything, my spores, my drive, everything on this ship is designed around my specialty" (what)

Lorca: "everything on this ship is the property of Starfleet, Lieutenant"blah blah blah more fighting

SOOO BAD

Lorca's playing the audio transmissions from Korvan II over the shipwide audio. to make everyone feel like shit. esp Stamets

now Landry is getting weapons, trying to sedate the creature, and cut its claw off

LOL IT IS NOT SEDATED

WHO COULD HAVE GUESSED

HAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Landry is dead!!!

Michael just emergency transported to sickbay, cause that's a thing they can do at this time

Lorca: "find a use for that creature, don't let her death be in vain". it's HER OWN FAULT SHE DIED. if she wasn't such an impatient idiot (or you hadn’t pushed her to ‘get results’). if she listened to Michael.

OH LORD. cut to, Klingons in the wreck of the Shenzhou, wearing their DUMB EVA suits. the faceplate looks more like a Gorn/ (they're stealing the dilithium processor from it)

I just reeeeeeally don't care about any of this. it's so boring. like, the complete absence of excitement

blah blah the white Klingon and the lady Klingon are talking a lot. idk if it's supposed to be like ... flirty? ewwww I think it is. give me Martok and Sirella any day

I cannot wait for the next 20 mins to be over so I can be not watching this.

LOL we're back to Michael and Saru. and he just said she'd fit in perfectly with Captain Lorca (as an insult). this crew is perfect for each other, ALL AWFUL

Tilly has brought some spores to Michael, who's now offering them to the creature. lol it's like licking her like a dog kinda

idk Michael's just real bad at following orders. they didn't ask you to make friends with it!

what's the bet the monster lives in the spore dimension. lol, even better, it eats spores???

the other ship was using the creature to navigate. SO ETHICAL

they've beamed it into the spore forest

Stamets was supposed to be interested, almost nice for a change, but he has the same frown on his face

@kendradaynes: “this show is a car crash”

IT IS! OMG IT'S SO BORING

now we're back on the Klingon ship again

STOP. WHO CARES

HAAAAAAAA. Kol just took over the white Klingon's ship by offering them food from his own ship, and they swore loyalty. the whole Klingon story with the divided houses and whatever is SOOOOO DULL

HA. lady Klingon fell into line with Kol

back to Discovery. they've beamed the creature into the reaction cube and the tech from the Glenn is activating

...... ...... .....

I've just realised. it's Equinox.

THE PLOT IS FUCKING EQUINOX

VOYAGER DID THIS 20 YEARS AGO! except they were on the ETHICAL SIDE

how does the ship interface with the creature to navigate????

IT MAKES NO SENSE

poor creature

Lorca is like, orchestrating the viewscreen battle

they dropped some bombs and jumped away with the drive

OMG. HYSTERICAL. LAUGHTER. just cut to some kid in her dad's arm on the surface of Korvan II: "who saved us?"

FAKE

why does this REALLY IMPORTANT dilithium mine have no defence or base for its population? they’re out on the surface being killed like???

LOL the white Klingon was left on the Shenzhou. but the lady Klingon beamed over after him. of course she's ~devoted to him~because we all know that female Klingons want nothing more than to stand behind a powerful man Klingon

blah blah she's going to take him to her own house. to have the matriarchs teach him things "you never knew were possible". but he has to sacrifice, and I quote, "everything"

good

lord

you cannot make up how bad this dialogue is

Michael's back in the lab feeding the poor creature some spores. it sounds super unhappy. WHAT A SURPRISE

"hey, you feeling better?" ARE YOU KIDDING ME

this is unethical BULLSHIT

this is the exact OPPOSITE of Star Trek

oh, it's okay, Michael says she's sorry, that makes it okay

the pillows are printed with a delta with "USS DISCOVERY" on it. I can't

lord I hate Tilly. go away

uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh. Tilly's giving this speech about how Michael shouldn't be afraid to open the will box. cause "I watched you tame the most incredible creature" (torture is not taming!) "and you're not afraid of anything"

STOP

soooo fucking dumb

this show is a train wreck

a dumpster fire

a trash heap

I hope everyone's happy

Michelle Yeoh has appeared again

as a hologram telling Michael her will

handing down her most important possession, handed down through centuries of her family

sucks to be all those people who ridiculously though Georgiou would come back

lol it's her telescope

w o w. another 50 mins of my life I can't get back

oh good, more action in the next one

great. Mudd in the next episode. Lorca captured by Klingons. Michael worried about how much more they can torture the creature. I'm SO excited - ha. not.

#anti Discovery #hateblogging #Star Trek Discovery #STD #episode 4

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tokikurp · 7 years

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If you still do the mini fic, can you write 9 and UshiSemi please? I hope I'm not bothering you with this :D

Please don’t ever think you’re bothering me because you aren’t! I’m more than happy to fill this out (especially because it’s UshiSemi 😏 )!

9. Things you said when i was crying

🛥️ Send me a ship and one of these for a mini fic 🎉

“Will you and Dad just try and listen to me?! Did you ever think what I want? Where I want to go to school? What I want to major in?” Although Semi stepped outside to talk to his parents, the other third years could hear him outside.

Everyone gathered at Reon’s house to study and catch up on work they’ve missed because of volleyball. Now that they weren’t going to nationals, everyone is focused on their future. And by the sounds of it, Semi’s parents were discussing about his future or instead what they’ve decided for him.

“Why do you two think you need to decide everything for me! …Yeah because they gave me a sports scholarship and you two said whatever high school gave me a scholarship, I could go there! …Don’t pull that Mom!”

“Here we go again.” Reon sighed as he flipped the page of his textbook.

“Are his parents still pushing for law or business, Wakatoshi?” Jin asked the former captain, who nodded.

“Yes. They’re both pressuring him to either major and to go to either Osaka or Kyoto.” Ushijima sighed.

“Why don’t they let him do what he wants?” Yamagata asked while leaning forward.

“Because SemiSemi’s parents want him to become one of them. His Mom is a business women and his Dad is a lawyer, both successful.” Tendou groaned. “The only family that’s on his side is his Grandma. And she’s even fighting them.”

“Yikes. They made the wrong person made.” Semi’s Grandmother is a very sweet women, but she has a bite if mad (they found out that’s who Semi got his bit from).

“You two NEVER listen to me! It’s always what you want! It’s never what Eita wants! Why can’t you two see what I want and support me?! Is that too much to ask for?!” Semi exclaimed.

Oh no, sounds like things are getting worst.

“No Mom, this is ALWAYS! Actually, this is every single time you call- I am NOT giving up volleyball! I’ve already told you this!”

“And they’re telling him to drop volleyball? Still?” Yamagata asked as Ushijima and Tendou nodded.

“Every since last year.” Ushijima responded.

“They think it’s getting in the way of his education, but fail to notice that volleyball is more than a hobby for him.” Tendou sighed. “I mean I get it, they want him to be successful. But picking his major and school isn’t the way.”

“Doesn’t Eita want to study psychology and sociology in Tokyo?” Reon asked as Ushijima nodded.

“Yes.”

“His parents think it’s a bad idea and he’ll be wasting all his time-”

“Whatever! I’m done!” And everything went quiet outside. Everyone looked at each other before Ushijima stood up and walked toward the backyard.

“I’ll check on him.” The others nodded while the former captain walked outside to find the former setter sitting on a bench with his eyes covered. Ushijima noticed Semi’s phone right next to him, he could see the phone vibrating with caller ID reading Dad.

“Eita?” He called out gently, grabbing Semi’s attention as the blond looked up. Semi’s eyes are red from the tears that gathered in his eyes.

“Sorry if I was yelling.” Semi apologized as he whipped his eyes. “I’m frustrated.”

“I know you are.” Ushijima replied as he sat next to his boyfriend and whipping a tear from Semi’s cheek.

“I don’t fucking understand why they can’t fucking support my decision to go to college in Tokyo and study what I want to study! They’re almost never home so how would they know what I want? You know what they said to me?! Because I’m their son, they know what’s best for me! They apparently know everything about me! Bullshit! Grandma basically raised me and she knows me better then they do!” He ranted while sobbing in the process.

“I just want them to see I really want to study psychology and sociology. I know my time with volleyball is limited and I want to tryout for the university team to at least enjoy these last few years I might have.”

Ushijima took Semi into his arms and held him close, rubbing his back as the blond softly sobbed in the other’s chest.

“It’s frustrating having to watch you fight them. I want them to see how badly you want to this, but I think it’s getting to the point where they won’t change their mind. They still see you as their five-year-old, who still needs to have decisions made for him.” Ushijima spoke as he ran his fingers through Semi’s hair.

“Which is fucking bullshit! I’m old enough to make my own decisions for myself! I’m eighteen damnit! I’m not some little kid!”

“I know, but maybe it’s time to just move on with your plan. You do what you want and what makes you happy. If it’s going to Tokyo to study psychology and sociology, then go to Tokyo and study psychology and sociology. Your happiness is more important what they want.” Ushijima said while Semi looked to him, Ushijima again whipping another tear.

“I want you to be happy and so does your Grandmother, who is your biggest supporter. She’ll want you to go to Tokyo and be happy. You might not have your parents support, but there are more people who will support you.”

“…I know. I just want this fighting to stop.” Semi nodded as he whipped his eyes, Ushijima agreed with a nod.

“I know. But maybe showing them this will make them think and reconsider.”

“I hope so.” Semi nodded as he leaned against Ushijima, wrapping his arm around Ushijima’s. “Thanks for coming out.”

“Of course.” The former captain said while placing a kiss on Semi’s forehead. “Why don’t we head back inside?”

“…Can we stay out here for a few minutes? Reon’s family has a very nice garden and it’s very calming.” Semi asked.

“I don’t see why not.” Ushijima had to agree, it’s a very calming garden.

#Alpaca Ask #Sneaky Anon #UshiSemi #You are NEVER bothering me! Please don't ever think that QWQ #I love it when y'all send me stuff!#Also sorry this took long!#Ehehehe ^^;#Enjoy!#tokiwriting

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themattress · 7 years

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The GOOD things about the OUAT Finale

The finale for the sixth season and original series of Once Upon a Time was sadly not on par with previous finales (save for Season 5′s) nor the ideal series finale it could have been. But with that said, there were several positive aspects to it and I think they are worth looking at.

The Parallels - While the literal usage of the Dark Curse in order to give a sense of coming full circle was groan-worthy, there were many great parallels to the first season that came along with it such as Emma and Henry’s relationship, the evil gaslighting female mayor, Snow and Davd’s kiss and following exchange, the place they were married, Emma’s old apartment, Henry getting a sword from Mr. Gold just like Emma did in the finale, and of course the role-reversed True Love’s Kiss between Emma and Henry. That all worked.

Mayor Fiona - Fiona as the Black Fairy was a pretty lame villain, even with Jamie Murray doing her best in the role. The awkward attempts to portray her as the Ultimate Evil and sheer unoriginality of combining many past Big Bad traits into one character left me very unimpressed. But strangely enough, as the mayor of her cursed Storybrooke, Fiona finally became genuinely scary and despicable to me. How seamlessly she could adopt the mask of being a kind, caring person made her even more hateful than the over-the-top Mayor Mills of Season 1, and her absolute psychotic conviction that all of her manipulative villainy was for a just cause made her frightening. In the end, she was actually a pretty decent final foe.

The Multiversal Apocalypse - Even though the reason for it happening made absolutely no freaking sense (Why is the existence of all the realms suddenly bound to the Savior’s belief?), I still loved the stakes and intensity that it brought to the finale. It was also a fantastic visual. The image of a darkness consuming the world brings to mind the Nothing from The Neverending Story, which makes perfect sense for a show like this to reference.

Operation Cuckoo’s Nest - Thank you, Henry. Finally a real nod to the fact that the psyche ward nurse and janitor are so clearly Nurse Ratched and Chief Bromdan from that story.

Hook’s Speech - In front of the beanstalk where the Captain Swan relationship officially began, Hook makes a passionate speech to David that sums up exactly why the couple, despite the missteps made with it in the past two seasons, is so great. They weren’t some pre-destined pair that was guaranteed a happy ending by fate (the kind of relationship that Swanfire shippers insist that their ship was), it was two people who had to fight for their love and earn their happy ending. Even better, Hook acknowledges the fact that is barely talked about in-show and out of it: that he and Emma made each other better. Previously the show had been acting as if was just the love of a good woman than changed a bad man, while certain fans seem to think that Hook made Emma worse since S1 Emma is the pinnacle of strength and badassery (more on that later…), but in fact both characters have helped develop and improve one another over the course of their relationship. That is why CS > all.

Captain Charming - Following up from this, Hook and David’s beanstalk adventure and the reflection it shows on how their relationship has developed is beautiful. If you ignore the bullshit retcon about Hook killing David’s father like the show does once its purpose of contrived temporary angst has been served, then the Hook/David bromance has been one of the show’s most endearing bonds over several seasons, and it culminates with the exchange where David admits to Hook that “he’s not trusting a pirate, he’s trusting his son….in-law.”

Rumple’s Comical Misogyny - Rumple has always been a misogynist and usually it’s disgusting, but in both episodes of this finale it crosses the line into flat-out hilarity. The first is when Fiona, after some dramatic build-up, reveals the supposed fate of Belle under this curse to him. She has dared to pull a Milah, leaving her family to actually pursue her own dreams and sustain her own well-being by travelling the world! Rumple’s horrified face as he looks through the obviously Photoshopped selfies of Belle at foreign landmarks is priceless. The second is when Rumple kills Fiona. Not only is this another woman to add to his body count, but it’s his own mother! Rumple’s habit of killing women who oppose him has finally reached the point where he kills the very woman whose womb he came from, the very woman who birthed him! Again, his expression after this deed coupled with his shaking arm is hilarious, as if even he realizes just how fucked up his murderous misogyny has gotten!

The Book Burning Scene - The closing scene of Part 1, where Emma burns the Once Upon a Time storybook all while shit is getting real back in the Enchanted Forest, is excellently shot and scored. I especially like when Fiona is to the side of Emma, tempting her, with flames seen just below her to signify how devilish she is, and when Emma sees the burning page of Hook’s picture which triggers something in her subconscious memory. It’s True Love, people.

“Hello there, Mummy” - Just…that line from Hook to Snow. Best line in the whole finale.

The Evil Queen - One of the biggest surprises in the finale was the return of the Evil Queen who had been split from Regina and served as the main antagonist for the first half of the season. Not only was the plot hole of her previous “happy ending” addressed (it wasn’t safe for her in the Wish Realm), but she proved to be noble and self-sacrificing in a way that Regina seldom has been. I mostly liked the Evil Queen earlier in the season, and her performance in this finale just reinforces my firm belief that like with Jekyll and Hyde, it’s the alleged “dark” part who is truly the better half. I can actually get behind her happy ending.

Gideon Gold - I never cared for Gideon throughout this season. He was a whiny psycho who lacked charisma when he first showed up, and the retcon that his heart was being controlled by the Black Fairy still didn’t endear me to him. But, like his surrogate mother, he was actually more effective here. First he was a complete asshole under the curse which helped show how bad Fiona and what she has done is, then he was hilarious with his befuddled reactions to Fiona ranting on about magic and having his heart, and finally he was a truly sympathetic figure, forced to be a puppet who had to fight and kill Emma even when he didn’t want to, a huge improvement over his “I wanna be the Savior!” crap from before. I actually felt for him, and was glad that he was reset into a baby, giving him another chance.

Emma’s Character Development - Whenever people say they want “Season 1 Emma” back, they seldom mean the Emma who had great plot relevancy who got to be the hero, nor the Emma who saw Regina for the sociopath that she was and stood up to her. No, they mean they want the shallowly “badass” Emma who was cold and muted in her emotional reactions, wore leather jackets all the time, punched people, said snarky things to everyone, and who was cynical and unbelieving in magic…and who was also a sad, pathetic loner. She was someone with no life beyond her job, had no friends because she pushed everyone away with her “walls”, and refused to believe in magic that she was at the center of because her self-esteem was so low that she refused to believe she had any such worth. All that bluster about “punching back and saying ‘this is who I am’? Just a way to repress what she truly thought of herself: as an unlovable orphan. In this finale, they brought Season 1 Emma back, were not subtle about how negative a person she was, and then showed just how she’s changed for the better. Even when cursed to regress back to her Season 1 self, all of Emma’s development doesn’t just disappear. It’s still there in her subconscious, and thus she ends up doing something the actual Season 1 Emma would never have done - believe in Henry and believe in herself because she wants to be the kind of magical hero he insists that she is and she’s willing to take a chance on becoming that hero. She’s truly punching back - against her own bleak outlook - and defining who she is: the Savior, giver of hope and light.

Rumple Beside Himself - Why did it take until the last episode for Rumple in his present-day Mr. Gold identity to stand opposite from his manic, sparkly past alter-ego? Given how the Dark One was established to work in Season 5, this felt like a much more natural thing to have happen than Regina and the Evil Queen sharing screentime together. Robert Carlyle is fantastic in both roles, as Rumple is tempted by his own dark side into once again making the wrong choice and screwing everyone over, but for some reason or other, he’s not having any of it this time and does the right thing. This doesn’t redeem him by a long shot, especially since the current crisis is his own fault, but it’s nice to see him take a stand all the same.

The Final Battle - Fiona may go out in an anticlimactic way, but she does leave behind a pretty ingenious trap: she gives Gideon’s heart the command for him to kill Emma at all costs. If Emma is killed, then light magic as embodied by her will die. If Emma kills Gideon, who is an innocent victim, it will cause light magic to die too! In a callback to 6x02, Regina says Emma can find the third way that she could not when faced with a similar situation when the Charmings were attacked by the heart-controlled Edmond Dantes. She finds that third way by allowing Gideon to stab her in order to save him, hoping that a self-sacrifice like this will spare light magic. At the same time, Rumple gives Gideon’s heart the command to not kill Emma, which can’t fully override Fiona’s command but causes his stab to curse her rather than irretrievably kill her. And because good as represented by the Savior and evil as represented by the almost-Savior both did the right thing, both combatants of the Final Battle are able to survive it. I’ll admit it - that’s actually some decent writing. Still, I’d rather Rumple have died as a part of his contribution, since it’s pretty galling that he gets off scot-free.

The Closure - The happy ending montage is beautiful…for the most part, anyway. The “Swan-Mills Family” pandering moment is ridiculous, and Regina and Rumple’s big scenes are morally twisted and infuriating. But the closing scenes for Snow, David, Emma and Hook are all perfect, with the first couple finally getting a better house complete with a barn and David’s old dog, and the second couple patrolling the streets as sheriff and deputy, with the hilarious added detail of a siren put on the yellow bug. And if you’re actually able to stomach the presence of Regina, Zelena, Rumple and Belle, then the final shot of the big family dinner at Granny’s is pretty touching as well, especially when it turns into the final page of the book.

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