#someone gotta do it and if people r too coward i will do it myself
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complaininh
hoping praying i can switch my schedule soon. spoke to my manager today, she said somebody on afternoons is quitting so that works for her. not quite sure who it is she means but, neat.
i keep having like. a daily fucking mental breakdown and i am not okay with it. even when I'm okay, my future feels like it has been stolen. i force myself to look at my goals, but they feel pointless and unsatisfying. nothing is good. i live only to talk to other people, but even that can hurt. I can't create right now. i barely want to.
I've been eating a lot, trying a variety of things, desperately hoping something will satisfy this emptiness. it's making me worse. I can't talk about food stuff with anybody though. or about drinking. just in general people in my life are so used to me being uptight, neurotic, and in control - if i mention im struggling w overeating or drinking theyre like "good :) you should eat more." "oh cool, you're drinking again, i missed drinking w you" like hun no... but i dont want to show them how bad it's getting.
these r people i get to see once every few months. so like. i can mask it to be like I'm doing things reasonably for the time we r together so they don't understand. they don't understand that I've been falling the fuck apsrt again. im almost to the point I wouldn't mind being hospitalized again. maybe i need intensive fucking treatment. idk!
my memory has been like a sieve too. every day blends. an ongoing nightmare with bright spots where i get to talk to people.
it's so stupid that I'm making good fucking money but I'm almost as miserable as when i was homeless. at least then i had fucking company.
i normally clean my house daily w a weekly deep clean but somehow it's gotten disgusting all of a sudden. I don't know when i stopped cleaning. I don't want to fix it. im just fucking hiding in bed n trying to brainstorm. how can i fix thisbhow can i fix me. I can't do this alone humans arent meant to be alone but my pride is so damn big. the shit I say constantly on the internet i would never say irl. but theres stuff ive been too scared to say on the internet too.
if i wasn't so scared of guns idve been dead two weeks ago. if i wasn't a coward I'd use the pills i got in march. i want to live though!!!! i really fucking do!!!! but this alone shit is unbearable. I don't even feel like a person. i feel so unworthy of life of living. everyone else seems to be so connected and i can't find my way in. whens the last fucking time i was held? when did i last feel loved? I don't want to chase people away with my insecurities so i bluff like i think im important to some people but its just. so fucking hollow somehow. when i die i will be forgotten in a week. i both want that and im terrified of it. but there's no point in staining someone with my presence after i can no longer see that and feel that so its better if everyone forgets. if this is just a natural thing. expected.
god though last time i tried to kill myself with pills that was so fucking awful and disgusting and they straight up told me it wouldn't have killed me anyway even if i hadn't been taken to the hospital and i dont want to risk failure again it was so fucking expensive anf ruined everu relationship i had for a long fucking minute
blogging shit helps me feel like i can survive, somewhat. reading stories helps somewhat. i feel a little of the love others place into their creative works and it sustains me. i remember that all of my feelings, even the emptiness, I'm sharing these feelings with everybody. but at some point art won't be enough. stories won't be enough. I can't do this forever i need fucking help. i need something to fucking change.
my pride is not that easy to break so im still gonna try and do it independently. idk. make some lists and timetables and organize my thoughts and wait for some fucking. motivation. force myself along because dawn will come.
gotta clean my damn house. figure out how I'll pay the dental bill, if I'm buying plane tickets or not. research local events, classes, costs, times. if it's all in a spreadsheet I'll use it. oh right, fix the room light that's sparking for some fucking reason, I've been lazy so i taped over the switch instead of doing anything. food, I've only got alcohol and desserts and my blood sugars been fucked. hh. this isnt a coherent list exactly but its a start. i have picked myself up before and from worse. and hey, i have some money saved. if i cancel the trip I could even go a few months without working.
n maybe i should just cancel that trip. in this state it would probably be a waste. but maybe ill be better in two months. maybe i need to get the fuck out of here for a bit.
wish I didn't have to make my own decisions
ok editing. i went out of my way to make this message annoying to read hard to get tobthe important point that's dumv of me this is a cry for help tbh . i know yall can't help. i know. im practicing for when i do it irl. but it does bother me that idk if this is read or not if this changes things. if you do read dropping a heart would be appreciated? gonna assume my measures succeeded and nobody read this otherwise
#ramble that topic skips so much im barely following me#cry for help placed somewhere it can only be seen by people who cant help#tw suicide i guess
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Modern Soulmate AU | Watanabe
M O D E R N S O U L M A T E A U | W A T A N A B E
-- You see in black and white until you meet your soulmate. --
There have been violent protests for days now and this morning graced us with a magnitude 5.9 earthquake. Suffice to say I’m feeling a little ~shooketh~ (pardon the pun; I’ll show myself out haha).
Anyway, I’ve been writing a lot of angst lately and wanted a change of pace. I love the idea of soulmates, so here’s an AU featuring university professor Watanabe. I’m super tired at the time of this posting so grammatical tenses are all over the place. I’m sorry. I zoned out so hard during this that it’s half stream of consciousness lmao.
Also, it’s in dot-point format because I have no time to write it into an actual oneshot *cry* Also, if anyone cares, here’s what I have planned for future instalments in this series:
CEO Lee | Secretary Reader
Pop singer Kamui | Backup dancer Reader
W A T A N A B E | U N I V E R S I T Y P R O F E S S O R
Watanabe has seen in faded colours since the start of the semester. He knows his soulmate is a student, but doesn’t know who.
It’s not until you stay behind to ask him a question that it happens. He turns to you and his world bursts into riotous technicolour. Your world explodes into colour, blues and greens and yellows beyond your wildest dreams.
For a moment, both of you just stare at each other. Watanabe is speechless, blown away by the colour in your cheeks and the light in your eyes. You’re backlit by the soft afternoon sun and all he can think of is how beautiful you are.
You’ve always considered Watanabe handsome but unattainable. You’d always figured someone like him would be taken. All the good ones were.
But now, he was your soulmate. The knowledge feels impossible and knocks the very breath out of you.
“It’s you,” Watanabe breathes, so quietly you barely hear him. His hand reaches out. Long fingers are inches from your face when he seems to remember himself. He drops his hand. Clearing his throat, he asks you how he can help.
You’re so shocked at the blazing colour of the world that you’ve forgotten your question. “N-Nevermind, professor. I’ve gotta go.” Heart hammering and face flaming, you rush from the room as fast as you can.
The next few weeks are super awkward. You’re not sure how to talk to Watanabe and he seems to be avoiding you. He rushes out after every lecture and doesn’t meet your eye. Even though your world looks so beautiful now, it feels grayer than ever.
Watanabe feels miserable and impossibly conflicted. He wants to get to know you, to hold you and kiss you. Knowing you were out there alone was a pain he could hardly bear.
“You’re kidding,” Bruce says over beer one day. He eyes his lonely friend. “Keep it secret, Watanabe, but you have to do something. This doesn’t just happen to anyone, you know.”
You stopped going to lectures, unable to stand the reality of Watanabe purposefully ignoring you. Was it because you were a student? Or… did he have someone else? The very possibility of another woman filled your heart with envy.
Noticing your absence, Watanabe grew concerned. He was a university professor, after all. Regardless of whatever bond connected the both of you, you were still his student.
He reached out to you via email. Y/N, I haven’t seen you in lectures lately. Is everything okay?
Your response was curt. Thank you for checking in, professor. I’m fine, just been feeling a bit unwell lately.
Guilt shot through Watanabe. It seemed it was your turn to avoid him. He knew he deserved it. His heart ached. Bruce was right. Something had to be done. I see. I don’t want you to fail the subject. I think we should have a catch up over coffee to discuss your progress.
Your heart skipped a beat. Was Watanabe asking you out on a date? Or were you reading way too much into it? Regardless, you dressed well. The day was bright, warm and sunny. You’d grown used to the brilliant colours, but still took immense pleasure in seeing the autumn leaves fall.
He was dressed in a casual button down and slacks, long hair knotted at the back of his head. Handsome without trying, as usual. You eyed him warily. He’d made his intentions clear so far. You didn’t want to start off on the wrong foot. Still, something in you ached for his touch. You tore your eyes from his lips.
Watanabe admired you. He hadn’t been able to stop thinking about you, but seeing you again up close, he was taken aback by your eyes. “You came,” he says simply. “Of course,” you reply casually. “I don’t want to fail the subject, after all.”
Watanabe quirks a smile. “I’d certainly hope not.” The two of you sit down. The conversation is initially focused on your academics and all the content you’d have to catch up on. However, it soon spirals into something else. You make him laugh, a deep rumble that kindles something in your soul. He possesses a sharp intellect that you’re desperately attracted to. Time passes in the blink of an eye.
“I should go,” you say, gathering up your things as the sun is setting. The sky is overcast, pregnant with heavy clouds threatening rain. “Yeah,” he agrees. “My bad.”
“No,” you counter boldly. “My pleasure.” His eyes widen, but he looks away. He says nothing, but the disapproving frown tells you enough. Your smile fades. “Watanabe...What is this?” His answer is bitter. “Wrong,” he says.
Hurt and anger burn in your chest. “Wrong?” you echo. You point to your eyes. “You think this is wrong?” You slap your palm to your chest. Your voice breaks. “You think this is wrong?”
“No,” he growls, frustrated. “Never. But I’m a professor and you’re a student. I can’t take advantage of you.”
“You’re not taking advantage of me! This is meant to be! I-Is there someone else?”
He stares at you in disbelief. “No, of course not. I just...can’t.” You bite your lip. “I can’t bear to be around you,” you say softly. Raindrops splatter onto the pavement. “I’m going now.”
You turn from him and walk into the pouring rain. Watanabe runs after you. “At least let me take you home. You walked here, right?” You keep walking, trying to ignore the magnetic pull of him. “I’m fine.”
“Dammit woman,” he says, voice low. He grabs you by the arm and forces you to face him. You have to look up to see his face. “Why are you being so difficult?”
Something in you cracks. “Because,” you say heatedly. “I can’t bear to be around you! To want you so much it hurts. To want to touch you and kiss you and be beside you. To know that you’d rather be alone than with me!”
“That’s not true!” he roars back at you. “I want you. So much. I want to leave my marks on you and make you my woman. But I can’t! People will judge you and I won’t allow that.”
“Fuck them,” you reply. “You’re just a coward, Watanabe.”
His hold on you loosens in shock. You take the opportunity to break away. The sky was black now and the rain showed no signs of relenting. You hated how brightly the moon shone and how beautiful the night was under her silver touch.
Suddenly, a hand pulled you back. Lips touched yours, warm and velvet soft. Watanabe kissed you deeply. His tongue snuck into your mouth, twining with yours like long-lost lovers. His hand curled into your hair. The other encircled your waist, pulling you flush against him.
Reluctantly, he pulled back, resting his forehead against yours. His breathing was heavy. “I’m not a coward,” he whispered in your ear. “I just don’t want you to suffer because of me. Others might not understand. They might attack you. I don’t want you to hate me.”
“I could never,” you answer softly. “Never, Watanabe.”
The two of you made it back to his car. But it was a good deal later into the night that you returned home…
#pgr#punishing gray raven#战双帕弥什#パニシンググレイレイヴン#pgr watanabe#pgr watanabe x reader#watanabe x reader#punishinggrayraven
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Student and Teacher: The Younger Generation.
...
*Kaede continues walking down the halls of Future Foundation, retaining her serious expression. She acknowledges the presence of several armed soldiers who she passes, stopping a few times as they do stop and searches. She continues aimlessly wandering around, until she finally finds what she’s looking for.
Ah. There you are. Found you at last.
*She approaches a figure who’s sitting on a windowsill.
...
*Kuripa leans on the windowsill, staring out the window, which is also barred shut. Kaede strides up to him. Kuripa notices her, but doesn’t turn her way.
Hello Akamatsu.
Do you have something against calling me Kaede?
Are we close enough to permit me to call you that?
You call Shuichi by his given name, don’t you?
...
Fine...Hello Kaede.
Nope that’s weird, reverting back.
Come on.
*sigh* What do you want. In case you didn’t notice, I’m busy.
Yeah, I didn’t notice. Looks to me like all you’re doing is brooding.
Yeah, I’m busy brooding. I’m super depressed about everything, thanks for asking.
Well, newsflash pal, you’re not the only one. If anything you should be grateful to be back in the safe hands of the Future Foundation.
Safe? Pah! What part of this is safe? You know, I may not be on the run anymore, but it’s not as if anyone here is gonna quickly forget the chaos I caused...
Besides...if Togami’s lockdown is serving it’s purpose, then the traitor’s in this building with us...
You’re afraid the traitor will come after you?
...
*Kuripa finally turns her way.
I’m saying the traitor should be scared of ME...!
...
...
*Kaede is intimidated by Kuripa’s ferocity, but she holds her ground.
...You’re a brave one, aren’t you?
No. I’m a coward...And I can’t do anything for myself.
Then why does everyone like and rely on you?
...?
I don’t hang out with Shuichi too often, but when we do, you’re most of what he talks about, ever since you joined us. No, even before that, he was always singing your praises.
R-Really?
He didn’t tell you? Considering how much he sings your praises, I figured he’d have to at least done it to your face.
No, not really...But I suppose he was embarrassed to admit it straight up.
He’s hopeless. You both are.
*Kuripa leans back in his seat.
That aside...What’re you doing here? Let me guess, Nurse Tsumiki sent you to come and get me.
I’m technically an injured patient. If she was going to do that, she’d send someone more able. So no, that’s not why I’m here.
Although, you could stand to respect Mikan more. She’s only trying to help you.
I respect the hell out of Mikan Tsumiki. She’s just offering me help I don’t need, and it’s kind of annoying.
*sigh* Alright, whatever, I didn’t come to find you to have this argument with you.
Then for God’s sake, tell me what you want.
...*sigh*
Alright, I will. But if I do...promise me that you won’t laugh?
Why? Is it silly?
Yes...It’s absolutely silly...But I’m dead serious about it, no jokes.
Go on then. Hit me.
...
Teach me how to use a sword.
...!?
Wh-what?
Ok, maybe not a sword but...
Will you teach me how to fight? Like, in general?
H-Hold on a second, slow down.
*Kuripa finally sits upright, surprised by Kaede’s suggestion.
You heard what I said. Didn’t you?
Yeah, I heard all the words, sure, but...
Are you sure you want to do that? I’m not sure you’re cut out for it.
Why? Because I’m a girl?
Kid I know at least...uh...
A-Actually, hold on, I’ve gotta count...
*Kuripa quickly counts on his fingers.
12...13...14...14? 14! 14 chicks who can whoop my ass.
Which is...a lot actually...Christ, that’s actually kind of pathetic...
But sex really has nothing to do with it.
Then what’s the problem.
The problem is because it’s you.
Peace-loving, understanding, Kaede Akamatsu wants to learn how to beat people up? That’ll be the day!
It is the day wise guy. Getting kidnapped multiple times at this point will do that do you.
So...you want to learn to fight, so that you can defend yourself from being kidnapped again?
The world is full of cruel, hopeless people. Now more than ever. I know that this won’t be the last time someone tries to kidnap me, or take me hostage.
But I won’t allow that to happen anymore. I can’t get by in this world without knowing how to fight for myself, and my friends. This will help me protect them too.
Do you get it? I’m done being the protected. I need to become the protector.
...
That’s honorable I suppose. But really, that just leads to my second question...
Why me, if that’s the case?
Huh?
You’re going on these rambles about wanting to protect your friends, and wanting to get stronger, but I’ll tell you this, you’re speaking to the wrong man on how to do that.
*Kuripa hops off the windowsill and stands face to face with Kaede.
I don’t fight to protect Akamatsu...
I only attack...!
...
There are so many better options for teachers. Pekoyama, Ogami, your friends Harukawa and Chabashira even. Instead, you actively come crawling to me.
Why am I a better choice than them? Who might I add are professionally trained fighters. I’m not. I only swing around a sword violently and do creative things with it.
Which is exactly what I’m hoping to achieve.
What?
This fighting will is something I want to be temporary. When Zetsubou are finally gone, I’m hoping I can put down my weapon and whatever gear I have, and live the rest of my days in peace.
I don’t want to fight, in fact I don’t want to ask this of you as much as you don’t want me asking, but I NEED this. I’m DONE being the damsel in distress.
If I get trained by the big leagues, I’m in that life for good, and I don’t want that. Also, Maki and Tenko’s styles...don’t appeal to me.
And mine of brutality and unwavering spite does?
At least your self-aware...
And if you want an honest answer, then no. I hate how violent you are. How you honestly believe that pain and death are acceptable solutions to a problem.
But I’m here to learn from you. Not to be like you.
All I want to know is your skills and abilities, and how to utilize them myself. It’s up to me what I do with your teachings, don’t you think?
...
A strong misconception about society, is that the teachers teach, and the students learn. In reality, students and teachers learn from each other. I’m asking you to teach me your ways, but I’m sure you can learn from me too.
You think you can change me?
Not really...I feel like you’re already too far gone for me to even try...
But I’m saying that if you teach me, you might figure out where my determination and drive comes from, since you’re so curious it seems.
And who knows? Being someone’s teacher may be good life experience. In case you ever have to teach someone else in the future.
...I don’t plan on becoming a mentor.
But will you at least mentor me on the basics?
We might have different approaches to the way we do things, but there is one thing that we have in common.
What’s that?
The reason we fight is to avenge and protect the people we love.
You’re fighting to get back at the people who took your sister and your friend away from you. I’m fighting against the people who have endlessly tried to ruin and take everything from me, before they have a chance to.
Isn’t that enough?
...
*Kuripa pauses and deliberates on it.
I’m not sure I’d even have the time-
I know you have the time. You ALWAYS have the time.
Why else would you go around everywhere bothering people wherever you go?
A-Ahaha! Ok, you got me on that one at least.
*sigh*
*Kuripa laughs, but his expression very quickly shifts back into one seriousness.
You are right about one thing...There’s little you can do to change me...
In fact, until the day comes where I’m able to avenge the loved one’s that I’ve lost, I’m probably going to continue to hurt, and even kill, a lot of people. No one innocent of course, but I doubt that matters to someone like you.
...
With that in mind...are you still so determined, that you would sell your soul to this devil in front of you?
You aren’t a devil Kuripa. You’re misguided, yes, but you’re a good man.
I don’t approve of your actions, but as far as I’m concerned, knowing you do it for at least fairly just reasons...gives me enough reason to put my faith in you.
But you will never follow in my footsteps, even if I am your mentor?
No. I will never ever take another person’s life, unless I absolutely have no choice. And even then, I will probably find another way.
...
Good answer. Alright. Fine, I’ll do it.
R-Really!? You will!?
Th-Thank you so much! I’ll make sure you don’t regret this!
Hold on one second! I have ONE condition.
Yes?
You have to do a little favour for me before we do anything in regards to training or whatnot. Think of this as a deal between each other. If I’m going to be teaching you, I need to at least get something more concrete out of it.
A favor? Alright, hit me, what’ve you got. So long as it’s not something too over the top.
That depends on your definition. Here, sit, and we’ll talk.
*Kuripa gestures to the windowsill. He and Kaede both heave themselves onto it, and start to talk.
I’ll be straightforward here. It’s about Shuichi.
Wh-What about him?
I want to know how you feel about him?
...
Is this a trick? Do you have a recorder on you?
Search me sister, the soldiers already took most of my shit.
Well, what are you trying to get me to say?
I think you know. You wouldn’t ask that otherwise.
Come on. It’s a simple question.
...
I don’t think there’s anyone else in the world that I trust as much as I do Shuichi.
I really do admire him. We were very close when we first met back during the killing game and...and because of my stupidity, he watched me die right in front of his eyes and he couldn't stop it.
It must of been devastating but having the will to overcome it is amazing and I'm proud of him for that.
So you should be.
Even now, he’s still the same timid, shy Shuichi Saihara that I remember he was, but...he’s braver now. He’s found confidence in himself and his ability, and it’s because of him that I’m still alive.
It’s because of him that a lot of people are still alive. The “shy, timid” boy you’re describing to me wouldn’t take command like how he did back at the Burning High Roller.
And I couldn’t help but notice that you first started to recover from your incident when you saw his face.
He saved my life...and that’s about the 3rd or 4th time he’s done so now.
Ok...now, let me ask a question that’s slightly more forward.
You sing Shuichi’s praises and everything, but I wonder why you do so. Is it because you’re a good friend?
And because it’s what he deserves, why else?
It’s clear to me that you’re already really great friends. Maybe your relationship with each other goes even above that...Have you considered taking your relationship with him to the next level?
...
...?
...
Yes...I can’t lie to you about that...I want more than what we have...and at times, I feel like I want him all to myself...
But that’s stupid, selfish and vain. All I do is cause problems for him...he doesn’t deserve me.
All he wants is you, Akamatsu. He wants you to be safe, just as much as you want him to be safe. Nothing about true love is selfish.
And even if it is, I think you’ve earned the right to be a little selfish after all the shit you’ve been through.
*Kuripa puts a hand on her shoulder.
I understand that things are rough...But let me ask this...
Would it be so dangerous to at least tell Shuichi how it is that you feel about him? To let him know how much you care?
Everybody knows.
...D-Does everybody really know?
Come on, you guys might as well be ship-bait at this point. And I’m riding that cruise, even if it’s just to piss off the virgin haters.
I have no idea what that statement means...But...Even so...
Kaede.
...
I don’t want to be even more of a debby downer, but it’s like you said. The world is full of awful people, and we live in very trying times.
What happened to that woman who took you into her care when you had amnesia is proof that there is light in the darkness.
You mean...Chinami Hasami?
Yes...Chinami Hasami was to you, what Mukuro Ikusaba was to me
A priceless friend, ally, and close enough to me to be my own family...and I lost them. Just like how I lost my sister too.
And my biggest regret, is even after all I said, I don’t think Mukuro realized in the end just how much she mattered to me.
...Same here...Ms Hasami protected me until the end...And I never got to tell her how grateful I was for that.
So let me tell you this...if you don’t tell Shuichi how you really feel about him, or at least, if you don’t have that talk with him, you may find that one day you lose him, and you’ll live the rest of your lonely life with that regret on your shoulders.
If you love someone...let them know it.
...
I...might need time...
You’ll have it. But he’ll be waiting for you. He has been for about 7 arcs now, we all have.
I still have no idea what that means but...Alright...
#danganronpa survivor#danganronpa#oc#danganronpa v3#drv3#kaede akamatsu#kuripa kurafto#the fugitive arc
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fuck i didn't think this through i gotta get a new ao3 account for it before i can post it uh uh uh i am copy pasting the doc and praying
Ranboo Beloved was going to pass out.
It had been a VERY long evening at the gas station he worked at, and there were still another two hours left until he could go home. Groan. Taking the night shift truly was hell. He mumbled something about minimum wage groggily and grabbed a couple sodas to stuff in the fridge. As he stepped towards the back, he heard a sound from one of the aisles.
‘BANG!’
Ranboo jolted, then flipped around and ducked behind the aisle, dropping the sodas in his panic.
‘It's okay. I’m fine. I probably won’t die. Oh no what if I die. God, if I die, please look after Enderch-‘
“OI! BITCH! LITTLE HELP, HERE?”
He turned slowly into the area, making sure to grab a broom in case he needed self defense, only to see a boy, around his age, blond and covered head to toe in dirt, clutching an alarming amount of chips. “Grab a couple of these, would you.. What’s your name?”
“Oh! It’s.. um.. Ranboo!”
“Cool, now Ranboob, help me out with these crisps, would you?”
“That’s uh, not my name. Do you just want a cart?”
“NO! CARTS ARE FOR THE WEAK !! AND I AM A BIG MAN, I AM SIMPLY TOO POWERFUL FOR WEAK SHIT.”
“I- uh- yeah. Alright. Lemme just grab these and take em to the register..”
“No, Ranboob, you’re a fool. A fool and a coward and morally wrong. See, why would I buy them when I could do this magical little thing called stealing?”
“WHAT?? YOU CAN'T DO THAT,”
The kid (damn, Ranboo still needed to ask for his name) narrowed his eyes. “What, are you a pussy?”
“N- I’m not.. that, but I work here, so I can’t really let you steal.”
Realizing what this meant, the boy dropped the chips, but seemed to be sizing Ranboo up. He paused, then let out a sigh, reluctantly putting a few more back.
Ranboo took a look at the blonde. A real look, not just to be polite. He realized that his shirt was practically swallowing him whole, and his frame was alarmingly bony. Even his raggedy beanie looked too big on him. His blue eyes looked tired, like he hadn't slept in a week. Hmm. Ranboo relinquished the broom and stood up.
“What’s your name?” He asked, grabbing one of the chip packs back from the shelf.
“Tommy Careful Danger Kraken Detective Innit. But you can call me sir.
“What if I called you Tommy?”
“Hmm, tolerable.." the boy said with a half smile. He hopped off the ground where he was. "Alright, see you later, Boob Boy.”
“Boob- I. Okay. Alright-“
As he stuttered, the blonde (Tommy!) started to head out the front. As he passed the cash register, Ranboo hesitated.
“Wait!”
Tommy turned around to face him.
“Whatdayaneed?”
“Do you.. do you want a slushie? On the house?”
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Ranboo Beloved wasn't doing too bad.
It had been a few weeks since that night. He had gotten a raise for ‘preventing’ a shoplifting (little did his manager know), and he’d found a friend in Tommy. He supposed it was his first real one, since toddlers who were related to him didn’t really count. Sorry, Micheal. Speaking of said friend, he was due for a visit. It was about the time of night that he normally dropped by for a free slushie and a fun conversation.
The bell rang from the door across from him. Right on time.
“Tommy! Hey! The usual?”
Tommy entered with grandeur, but seemed to be holding the soor for someone.
"Not yet, big man. I’ve got someone I want you to meet! Tubbo, c’mon, would you? We don’t have all night here,” he yelled, seemingly giving up on holding the door and walking to the register. He grabbed a bar stool to sit on.
As he said it, Ranboo saw someone poke their head out from the door. It seemed to be a kid a bit shorter than Tommy, with choppy bangs that covered his eyes and ears. He slid around the entrance and perched on the stool right before Tommy could sit down.
“You son of a bitch!” Tubbo gave him a shit eating grin in response. “Ranboo, the complete ass right here is Tubbo, he wouldn’t know good manners if they hit him in the face,”
“Says the one who tried to rob my store the first time we met,” Ranboo quipped, quirking an eyebrow up at the blonde.
Tommy shot him a glare, but he was holding back a smile as he replied, “Listen, you bastard, it’s not my fault you have a very robbable store,”
“What’s that supposed to mean?!”
“Exactly what I said, your store is simply weak and easily robbed by big strong men such as myself,”
“Right, which is why I caught you and you immediately gave up,”
“I… you know, you haven’t introduced yourself to Tubbo-“
Ranboo smirked, knowing that he had won. “Hi Tubbo, I’m Ranboo,” he greeted, holding out a hand for the kid to shake.
Tubbo tilted his head at the hand being held up, and promptly chomped down with surprisingly sharp teeth.
“HOLY SH- SHOOT, OW?! DUDE!” Ranboo exclaimed, jerking his now bleeding hand back behind the counter.
“Tubbo, c’mon man, I thought we went over this..” Tommy sighed, glancing at the unhinged boy in question with exasperation. He shrugged in response, seeming to be guilty, but made no move to apologize or help Ranboo grab bandages.
Tommy scratched the back of his neck, looking sheepish. “Soooo, uh, how’s about those slushies, Big R?”
Ranboo sighed. Maybe he should’ve just let Tommy shoplift.
After wrapping his hand up, he grabbed two cups and filled one with Tommy’s usual: half cherry, half coke. When he got to the second, he spun around. “Hey Tubbo, what flavor do you want?’’
Tubbo looked caught off guard at being addressed. “..Surprise me.”
Ranboo grinned. He grabbed the cup, and filled it with his personal favorite: alternating layers of strawberry and lemon-lime. Then he bent over the counter and grabbed the secret ingredient in any good slushie, the tiny umbrella. He gingerly placed it, then popped straws in both of the drinks.
When he slid them to the boys, Tommy squinted at Tubbo’s. “How come Tubbo gets an umbrella? You never gave me one..”
"You never asked!" Ranboo teased, but he still grabbed another and plopped it in the icy mixture, much to the blonde's delight.
They chatted about whatever came to mind, with Tubbo occasionally adding a few words. (He seemed especially interested in hacking and explosions. Concerning, but Ranboo wasn't about to question it.)
After about an hour of goofing off, Tommy and Tubbo decided to say their goodbyes. Ranboo threw their now empty cups into the trash behind him, and they stood up, tidying the area and fixing the barstools. Tommy was the first to speak.
"See you later, Boob Boy! I'd thank you for the slushies, but it's you who should be grateful that you've gotten to spend the evening in my presence,"
Ranboo rolled his eyes, glad that he could tell when Tommy was just being dramatic. He really was grateful under all the fanfare. Probably.
"Yeah yeah, sure. Now get out of here before I have to report a slushie theft. It was nice meeting you, Tubbo."
Tubbo smiled at him, a real smile that didn't make Ranboo scared he was about to be bitten again, and headed out the door with Tommy following behind.
As they left, Ranboo realized that he still had another hour of his shift, and he hadn't even started with the sweeping. Crap.
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"Tubbo, seriously! You could have blown our whole cover!"
Tommy was practically running to keep up with the smaller boy. After an excessively boring bus ride and a mile long hike, they had finally entered the forest. Now, they could talk about things that actually mattered without being seen.
"C'mon bossman, it was funny. Plus, what's the Ranboo guy gonna do? If he's really like you said, then we'll be fine,"
"I know, but STILL! You can't just go around biting people. What if someone else had come in?"
"Alright, alright, I hear you. I'll be more careful next time. How much longer do you wanna keep up the act?"
Tommy let out a sigh. "Not much longer. I think this is it, I really do. Ranboo's a good person, he can help us,"
"If you're sure."
Tommy simply smiled, ever so slightly. He was sure. He hadn't been sure about a human in a very long time, not since.. him. Hopefully Ranboo would be better. No, he would definitely be better. Yeah. For sure.
He didn't have any longer to ponder, though, since they had arrived.
Tubbo glanced back at him. "You ready?"
"Yeah."
With that, the two of them launched off the mossy ground and into the air, with shimmery wings sprouting from their backs. Finally. It was time to go home.
"I do have to admit, though, he makes a pretty good slushie. I liked the lemon lime."
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it's not the best but like i tried and ill probably do more for it, im excited for when wilbur shows up
AWWWE I love it!!!!
Poor Ranboo has no idea what’s coming kekw-
Also the lil Failed affectionate nip I-
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Summary: Usopp moves to the city after a year since his mom died in a way to feel closer to her. There he looks for a roommate and finds none other than Zoro himself. what fate has in store for them is left for a later date lol
Roommates
Usopp . Zoro
It’s been almost a year since my mom died. She’s been sick for a long time, so I knew this was coming for some time now.
Even so, knowing didn’t stop it from hurting just as much.
Since her funeral, all I’ve done is coop myself up in our house. I’d probably turn into a hermit if it weren’t for my neighbor, Kaya. She came around whenever she had the chance.
That was nice of her considering what she has been going through…
But the more she worried about me, the guiltier I felt.
I know that she can't help but take care of people. Hell, It's why she’s been studying pharmaceutics, but I also know she can do so much more with her life. She could be some big-city doctor or researching to cure cancer!
Wouldn’t that be so much cooler than being stuck in a no-name city, too small to even afford more than the one clinic it has?
In any event, that’s only one of the reasons why I’ve decided to move away for a while. I think some time out of this house would do me some good.
The city that I’m moving to isn’t all that big and a bit further than I’d like it to be, but that’s the point of moving, right?
One way or another, I chose this city because my mom fell in love with it. She used to tell me about how, when she was young, she used to travel all over! She’d seen it all. Every tourist attraction and big-name city, but there was something about this city that just took her breath away. She told me that this place managed to calm her need to be constantly moving. This is also where she got pregnant with me then later she moved back to where she was raised and had me.
As much as she loved it there, she wanted me to go out on my own and find a place that would ‘sate my most wild urges and fuel my deepest desires,’ as cheese-ly as she put it.
At first, I thought she was joking.
I thought that she only liked that place because it’s where she met dad… It’s also why I hated this city.
My father was a coward that ran away as soon as my mom got sick. Though, she never blamed him for it. I never got to as her why, though. Years later, I did ask her if I was right. That she only romanticized this place because she fell in love there. However, she told me that he was only part of the reason why she loved this city so much, and that if I didn’t believe her then I should go find the depth of this city for myself.
I debated with myself for the longest time. Whether this was the right choice, or if I was ready to set foot in the place I used to loath so much. But being here now, I feel so much smaller than I thought I was. I’m nowhere near the heart of the city, but the sheer enormity for this place makes it feel like it’s trying to swallow me whole.
Sure, back home we had a lot of open fields and the horizon was always noticeable, but here the buildings towered over everything. It felt like a tsunami that threatened impact but never collided. The horizon was replaced by millions of stars that fell from the sky and sat just out of reach so that if you got too close thy’d turn into someone else’s day. Someone’s life.
There are so many people here that It almost made it feel lonely. Being surrounded by so many lives yet being so far from them. A mirage in a desert, one could call it. It promises life, but the closer you get the more you realize you could never get close enough.
I guess I was too much of a coward to be as alone as I felt when I first stepped foot here, though, I’ll keep telling myself it’s because the apartments here are too pricey and I only managed to land a job as a gas station attendant. Nevertheless now I’m sitting on the first floor of a fully furnished two-bedroom apartment checking a roommate wanted ad I posted earlier this week.
So far there have been only two people who wanted to move around this area, but one ghosted me after a few messages and the other ended up creeping me out so much that I had to report his account! I just hope the last person that answered my ad isn’t as much of a weirdo as the previous two.
They seem to be a bit curt, but I shouldn’t get too picky. Rent for next month is gonna be due soon, and there is barely anyone who wants to live near this area as is!
I’m sure that they’re nicer in person! I shouldn’t worry. It’s just two days.
Two days.
-2 days later. Thursday 2:30 pm -
When I arrive at the coffee shop, I walk straight to the back of the line. It isn’t that long and I’ve got here thirty minutes early, so I should have time for a drink before they get here.
Should I get something for them too? No, that’d be weird, and it would probably get cold by the time they get here.
The person in front of the line leaves and we all step forward.
Shit.
Someone arrives and lines up behind me.
I didn’t ask for their name! I don’t even know if they’re a boy or a girl!
The next person leaves and we take another step forward.
Is it too late to ask? Would it be weird if I did?
Another step forward
What if they’re a girl? Would they feel uncomfortable living with a guy?
“-ir?”
I did put on the ad I was a dude though…
“-cuse me, sir?”
“Huh?” The barista’s voice brings me back to earth. “Oh, sorry!”
“It’s okay!” her chipper voice rung out, “could you repeat your order? I didn’t quite catch it.”
“O-oh, sorry. Sorry. I didn’t mean to talk out loud. I was lost in thought, I guess... haha ...” I looked up to their hanging menu, more so to look away from her than to figure out what I wanted.
After putting in my order I take a seat at the very back.
Ten minutes later my drink was ready and my anxiety was rising again.
What if they don’t come?
Five minutes later and I sent them a message to let them know I’m here.
Maybe I could’ve phrased it better?
That sounded weird…?
God, is that a typo?
five minutes later
They haven’t answered, but that’s okay! It’s only been five minutes. Can’t expect them to be by their phone 24/7 right?
I’ll play some games on my phone to distract myself. Yeah, that’ll be fine. It’s fine.
I take a big gulp from my drink
I downloaded that new game. My hopes aren’t high for it, though. I found it via a random Facebook ad. Hopefully, it’s not one of those scams that say 90% of people can’t pass level five, but it’s only ‘cus no one lasts long enough to get to level five.
Hmmm… it seems plays well. A bit of a lag but the graphics are awesome! The old-style, pixelated art and bright, neon, solid colors give it a very retro vibe. The ads between levels kind of ruin the experience, though.
Guess they gotta make money somehow, right?
I wonder if they’ll go away if I turn off my data and Wi-Fi.
I shouldn’t just in case the person I’m meeting tries to reach me.
Could be fine for a round or two, though, I’d anxiously suffer through all of it.
I shouldn’t just in-
A sudden scraping sound from the chair opposite of me jolts me from my hypnotic state. “Hey,” a green-haired man in front of me mutteres before taking the seat he pulled out.
Taking in his form as he makes himself comfortable, my mind begins to race. Green dyed hair with roots of black hair showing. Fitted, sleeveless Nike shirt and black basketball shorts paired with a white pair of sneakers.
Oh, god. What’s with the green hair? He looks super buffed. Am I about to be mugged? No, that’s stupid. He wouldn’t have sat- in a cafe, really?
I quickly glance down at my phone for the time.
Exactly 3. Is he super punctual? More than likely a fluke, but impressive nonetheless. What if he’s a perfectionist?
My thoughts continue to swarm around my head, buzzing in an insatiable mob until a humming silence washes over me. Like one of those box televisions from back in the day. Not broadcasting anything in particular, stuck on a blue screen, droning on in silence.
The sudden stillness in my thoughts came so abruptly that it almost gave me whiplash. That aside, I need to focus now and answer him.
“Hey, sorry I didn’t ask for your name-” I left my statement open so that he could fill in the blank“-Zoro”
“R-right, Zoro. My name’s Usopp,” I waved my hands like the gesticulation would somehow help my words form into a coherent sentence, “but you probably already knew that from my ad... Hah..” I gave a quick huff before pushing through my awkward inexperience with ‘interviews’. “I was thinking we could talk and get to know each other before I take you to see the apartment.”
“That’s fine by me,” Zoro relaxed further in his seat. “What do you wanna know?”
Right at home, ain’t he.
~Do you smoke? “No”
~Are you a messy person? “I don't have a lot of things other than clothes.”
Doesn't quite answer the question but ill take it.
~Do you have friends over often? “No”
~What do you do for a living? “I’m a bouncer at a bar near here.”
Explains the muscle.
~Can you pay rent on time? “Yes, actually I brought the first month’s with me. Your ad said that split cost between the both of us plus the utilities would be $487 right?” Zoro dug around his pocket before pulling out a folded wad of cash and handing it to me.
“U-uh yeah,” tentatively I reach over to take the money. “Yeah...” I doubt I can find someone else by the end of the month. Zoro’s my safest bet at getting a roommate before next rent's due. He doesn’t seem so bad, I’m sure we’ll get along just fine.
...I guess this means there’s only one more question to ask.
“Do you wanna see the apartment?”
#modernlivingau#one piece#one piece zoro#Pirate Hunter Zoro#roronoa zoro#one piece usopp#god usopp#one piece kaya
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Do It For Mettaton
CLICK CLACK.
Dark. Wet. Muddy. Alphys looked on with a frown. This is why I don’t like Waterfall.
"A-and....why a-aren't you bringing your n-normal crew?" Alphys asked.
“Snails are very skittish,” Mettaton replied. "You do know how to make yourself non-threatening: your lack of confidence is actually great for capturing their natural behavior on film.”
CLICK CLACK.
The echoes of Mettaton’s wheels over the stony floor bounced off the rock walls of the hallway.
Dark, wet, muddy...and full of echoes. Undyne’s the only worthwhile thing in this rock-mire. Alphys thought. Maybe I’ll meet her...
Alphys shook her head. No fantasies about Undyne. Mettaton’s moving too fast.
"H-have you even charged for this trip?"
"I'm not going to be doing much. Just a quiet documentary."
They walked quietly through the halls lit by faux stars.
“Didn’t you mention some other ghost that lived in Waterfall...Nappa something?”
Mettaton said nothing.
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CLICK CLACK. CLICK CLACK.
Has it gotten even worse on wood?
“M-Mettaton? I-I don’t think it’s a good idea...the br-bridge i-isn’t built to handle s-someone so heavy as y-you....”
Mettaton turned around on the middle of the bridge. “Darling—”
Snap.
“Mettaton!” "AAAAAAH!"
And he was gone. Gone, into the darkness...and then Alphys heard a splurch.
Thank God. It’s just mud.
----
Alphys carefully climbed down the last few meters of the rock face, silently appreciating how it wasn’t too steep or slick with rain. Shetrudged through the thick mud towards the center of the canyon, and, finally, Mettaton came into view.
His face was buried in mud, and his body laid in the shadow of the broken bridge. A few splinters of wood were still scattered on his backside.
“Mettaton? Are you alright?”
"Alphys, do help me. I've fallen and I can't get up." All the mud muffled Mettaton’s voice, and Alphys leaned closer.
"I...I don't think I can lift you like that...c-can't you push yourself off the ground?"
"I doubt it.”
Mettaton’s noodly arms stretched out as he propped them by his sides. He rose one inch, then two inches, as his body creaked and whirred from the strain...only to fall into the mud once again.
Alphys flinched from the alarming beep-beep of Mettaton’s body: the low-power noise.
"I suspected as much. I don't have enough battery power to do something so...intensive."
“How about your rocket pro—”
“Darling, if I can’t even lift myself off the ground, I sure can’t fly.”
Alphys stood over him in ever-growing, awkward silence. Alphys’ cheek bulge, and she looked to the side.
“C-can't you...l-leave your body?”
“No!”
The pause went on for too long.
“...not...so close to where people could recognize me and connect the dots.”
Alphys gripped the sides of Mettaton's boxy body and tried to lift it. The metal weighed down on her hands as she struggled, and her face reddened from the effort.
"I c-can't do it, Mettaton,” Alphys said, panting. “You're.. j-just too h-heavy."
"Possible. Other possibility: you're physically weak." He said, pointing up a finger as he laid face-down in the mud.
"In any case, Alphys....I'm sure you can find another solution."
Alphys paced for two more minutes.
I could call Undyne, she thought.
Undyne majestically jumping down with no helmet and picking up Mettaton like he was nothing, Undyne smiling at Alphys with a confident “You called?”...
Alphys shook her head. No! I'm not dressed right...I'm all muddy. And...she probably has something more important to do. She's probably doing patrols now. Alphys thought. And...it wouldn't matter anyway. She'd probably wear her full armor and be businesslike and scary while on the job. Why did I imagine it otherwise?
Alphys paced some more.
I got it. Electricity magic. That should charge him up, and give him the strength to lift himself.
Alphys opened her mouth.
...but I can't.
Alphys looked at Mettaton’s unglamorous, face-down body. Does...does he even know about my magic production impairment?...I...
He doesn't need to know. I'll just pretend to think of some other ideas for a while.
"I-it's r-really difficult, b-but if you give me a few minutes I-I'll find some way to help."
Mettaton said nothing.
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What can I do to get afraid on command?
Alphys looked down at her claws. That one memory...
“Hey, Alphys! What are you doing in Waterfall?” Undyne said within her memory.
“Uh...uh...” Alphys felt a drop of sweat trickling from her scales, and the tingle of static in her hands. The water went above her ankles. Undyne was only a few feet away...
“I...um..w-was g-going to v-visit...” Water conducted electricity. Humans hunted fish with electricity. Undyne was so, so close...
Ah! Alphys thought, gesturing triumphantly and smiling in the direction of a nondescript wall. Revealing my feelings to Undyne! And definitely not the fear of accidentally electrocuting her!
DATING START
In the center of her imagination, Alphys stood in the middle of a grey room with black walls: the perfect quiet, private place. And she was...
Why am I a human in a headband in this fantasy?...um, I'll just roll with it.
Undyne stood in front of her, smiling. "Hi, Alphys. You wanna talk?"
"I, I...uh...gotta wash my toaster! Bye!" The lid to the trapdoor that had suddenly appeared slid back, and Alphys jumped backwards into the hole.
Gotta wash my toaster? Alphys’s face twitched incredulously. What? Well, at least I don't have to reveal my feelings to—no! I gotta get scared!
FANTASY FILE RELOADED
"Hi, Alphys. You wanna talk?"
"I WANT SOME HOT FISH!" Alphys yelled into Undyne's face, blowing her hair back with the force of her passion.
Undyne blinked as her hair settled down. "...you're...into seafood?"
"hECK yEAH YUM YUM!"
Alphys's face scrunched up. Oh God did I actually fantasize a human version of myself saying that to an imagined version of Undyne as part of a contrived situation to rescue Mettaton from a pile of mud?!
FANTASY FILE RELOADED
Again, in this room of her imagination, fantasy-Alphys stood in front of fantasy-Undyne.
"Hi, Alphys. You wanna—"
“Hey, Undyne. You one hot, hot babee.”
Undyne stared at her awkwardly, teeth exposed, eyes wide.
RELOAD!
No. No! I won't be the coward this time! Alphys clenched her fists and looked forward into the middle distance with utter determination. No, yes! Be the coward! Get scared!
Undyne stared, and paused. She shrugged. “Well, I’m glad you reciprocate. I also think you’re a hot lizard. And not simply because of the heat you’ve absorbed from your magmatic home on my slimy, clammy body.”
Undyne bent down and picked Alphys up. That’s weird, Alphys thought. Because human-me is actually bigger than—focus!
Undyne held Alphys tenderly as Alphys’ legs dangled. And Alphys’ tail definitely didn’t hang awkwardly, as her fantasy self was a human and humans lacked tails.
She's...surprisingly good at hugging! Alphys observed. In my fantasy! Despite being a bony fish-beanpole!
But nothing happened.
I'm hugging Undyne now! Very scary! Alphys insisted, trying to turn up the realism. Yeah! Turn up the vivid feel of her non-burly arms! And her non-thick and non-furry body! It’s terrifyingly inadequate!
Electricity built up within Alphys’ body. She looked back towards Mettaton, silent and damp in the deep mud...but only a few sparks twitched from her scales.
NO! NOT SCARED ENOUGH! Mettaton needs me!
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Bang!
In the doorway stood the King of All Monsters, in full armor, who stared at the hugging couple with a resolute expression.
"What." Alphys said out loud.
Asgore’s long blond hair streamed majestically out from his face, caught in a breeze..that came from nowhere. His burly body made for a commanding presence as he entered the room, his eyes locked on Alphys.
“I have noticed you have become bold, Dr. Alphys.” He said in that sultry deep voice.
“Y-y-yes. R-r-eally, r-r-really bold.”
"It's inspired me." said Asgore, his hair still streaming.
"It's inspired me...to reveal my feelings to Undyne."
"...what." Alphys and Fantasy-Alphys said simultaneously.
"Your strength...so much like my own. Our furry fish children shall fresh hope to the kingdom!"
"Oh. Oh my."
"But enough talk. Let us...SMOOCH."
Asgore's lips and Undyne's lips distended from their faces like snails emerging from their shells. The lips inched ever closer...
More sparks built up within Alphys' body, through her arms, through her hands...
"...wait."
"Is Undyne even into men? And didn’t Asgore train her to fight...?" Alphys muttered. In her head, Fantasy-Undyne and Fantasy-Asgore looked at her and politely waited.
“ALLLLPHHHYYS.....” Mettaton called out weakly, his voice distorting from lack of power.
Do it for Mettaton!
LIP CONTACT SUCCESSFUL!
Alphys scurried to Mettaton and held her hands to his body. Electricity danced off her fingers and into Mettaton’s boxy body.
Alphys grit her teeth. Come on, come on...
Mettaton said nothing. Alphys glanced over him, over his noodle-arms and switch and wheel...but there was no effect. No sign that her efforts were accomplishing anything at all. Is it working? I don’t know! Why didn’t I install a meter?!
Undyne looked passionately at Alphys, eyes half-lidded, as she conveniently overlooked her prejudice for humans and the fact fantasy-Alphys happened to be human.
Alphys stared back in non-electric shock. She gulped and looked to the side....was that fully-garnished table of French food and a now-shirtless king always there? Alphys looked back at Undyne. She was still staring back at her, now waggling her...eyebrows?
Consumed in her fantasy, Alphys took no notice of the sparks that multiplied from her hands.
On that very...cozy table was a seafood dish. With three ingredients. Now Undyne was across from her, waggling her eyebrows so intensely she feared they could catch fire.
And she was wearing a beret.
Alphys took no notice of the faint whir of Mettaton’s machinery.
Undyne leaned in close over that impractically small table and whispered to Alphys:
“Have you ever heard of a...melange a trois?”
The entire canyon lit up with lightning.
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MTT STARTUP COMPLETE.
Mettaton pushed himself up from the ground and wobbled on his single wheel.
“Mettaton!”
Alphys embraced his uncomfortable metal edges. Mettaton awkwardly patted her back, before extricating himself from her embrace and churning through the mud.
Then he paused.
"100%. Strange....” he said. “How did you manage to charge me, Alphys?”
Alphys blushed. ‘I-i-it’s nothing important.”
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Author’s Notes: There, my promised crackfic, starring a contrived scenario that only happens in fanfiction and just happens to justify absurdities.
If you want actual Alphys x Undyne, try Alphys Reviews Slayers IV. For more crackfic, see Ghost Code. For an article somewhat related to this, try "The Perils of Hybrid Fanchildren". (The author's Patreon and Ko-fi links are also on the ArgentDandelion blog sidebar.)
Feel free to tell the author what you think, and be sure to appreciate the author's other works. (Please don't make this crackfic disproportionately popular.)
#Mettaton#Alphys#Fanfiction#Undertale Fanfiction#Crackfic#Fantasy Undyne#Fantasy Asgore#Humor#Comedy#Romance#Romantic Comedy
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watching the 1990 LOTF movie!! my reactions:
hello all!!!! i was bored at midnight again so here it is: me watchin the 1990 movie, for the first time, hell yeah!!!!! here we go!!! its got the other movie to live up to, so im excited for a comedy lmao!! tl;dr at end if u want!!! its kinda long btw lmao
- castle rock entertainment??? piggy u better watch out bro
- fuck is that the pilot???
- k this isnt a big thing but why are they in water? the plane left a scar in the earth, they were on land.
- okay, again, me nitpicking. but idk, to me, they dont look 12?? maybe its just cause theyre all dressed up n that but they dont look like 12 yr olds to me like the last movie
- why tf does ralph (?) have a glowstick lmaooooo
- why are they all together. where is my conch. wher are my stupid ass choir outfits. maybe im not there yet and they have them, but i want my stupid cloaks!!! jack would not stand for this!!!
- why TF is the pilot alive???
- am i supposed to know whos who by now?? did i just miss that?? which ones ralph? which ones jack?? wheres simon???
- conch??? the conchs main job is to bring them together, and here theyre already together so???
- piggy already makin me love him gosh piggy is child
- okay so im guessing brown hair kid is ralph
- piggy protecting conch rights
- i do like piggys sass... very iconic
- okay whAT??? is that blonde kid supposed to be jack?? first off, jack has red hair. second off, there is no way in hELL THAT MY basTARD child jack merridew would let ralph win the election just like that??? wheres my choir??? wheres my c sharp???
- okay jack would for sure call piggy shitbrain nvm
- mY CHOIR WOULD NOT ACCEPT THAT SINGING.
- wheres simon????
- r they fuckin cookin lizards??? nvm look away simon pls dont be in this
- is thAT BITCH supposed to be Simon?? hes got a lot to look up to. also why the FUCK is the adult alive. taht ruins the whole purpose of the entire book
- was that a dream??? sorry im dumb af lmao
- alrght simon is kind of an adorable hild and he likes lizard maybe hes valid?
- idk.. for some reason this ralph isnt like, giving me ralph vibes?? hes just not bring like ralphish u know??
- now im getting a little bit more of our beloved lil bitch ralph..
- okay wtf is going on lmao
- “SHOVE THEIR DICK IN THE CONCH” had me laughing for a solid fucking 30 minutes. william golding who??? whoever wrote that line is the new icon
- ‘EAT SHIT AND DIE” okay wtffff im so confused but also vv entertained
- for some reason jack’s character is like 100% off, but also somehow 100% on point “thats exactly what i meant” like holy shit. like idk hes not jack but just sometimes he radiates “jack if he was allowed to swear and was less of a lil bitch” energy
- ok simon and lizard?? valid
- i swear to FUCKING GOD i will kill that child!!!
- im gonna cry. wtf. why would you kill his lizard. even this movie’s jack seems like he thinks thats fucked up and hes a psychopath. also, lemme say, at this point, i think most of the book characters would beat the shit out of someone if they were mean to simon like that, bc the choir were his friends, and ralphs tribe respected him, sooooo
- why tf is it simons job to take care of the adult that shouldnt even be there? liek wtf hes grieving asshole
- no fucking duh hes scared of everyone but simon i would be too
- honestly kinda glad they let ralph say fuck he deserved it
- “back off man im sick of ur shit and sos my gang” fuckin got em
- let me guess pilot dude is the new beast???
- honestly wtf is goin on lmao
- okay piggys actor actually made me sd when he was crying about his glasses so good job
- simon comin through with the glowstick. also, good job simon
- well at least the lord of the flies looks terrifying as always
- are samneric putting on warpaint this early?? bc i WILL NOT stand for that shit. i am a samneric STAN Ok??? they were two of the tHREE left when simon died who didnt become cowards and go savage. they wree LOYAL to ralph until they were LITERALLY tied up and FORCED to join jack, and even then they helped ralph!!!! so fuck u. samneric are better than that.
- oh simon :(
- im glad they actually kind of (?) shwed simon like with the pig head bc last movei it was just ike them flipping the camera from pig to si so idkk
- ok that was a pretty ralph move to bring up the fire 24/7 lmao
- piggytits?? tf
- simon with hus fuckin glowstick lmao
- awe, simon
- okay HOLY SHIT. the sounds of what i assume to be them fucking stabbing simon are horrific. and then that cut to simon’s fucking mutiliated corpse?? holy SHIT. like as much as im complaining, thats the gruesome shit i expect from this book. i was expecting them to shy away from it bc its so awful, but im SO glad they didnt, bc that gave me fuckin chills. finally, something i can praise them on. thats the lord of the flies i expect.
- i feel bad for ralph.. good job
- ok good. samneric came back. good job again.
- ok. nvm. the disrespect to my loyal children. alright.
- okay that child screaming as hes being whipped?? wtf.
- ok that line of piggy being scared that the russians will take them nad make them go into the olympics? gold.
- piggys laugh is so pure
- why the fuCK are they finding instruments lmao
- poor piggy
- did roger just wolf whistle at ralph what the fuck is going on
- holy SHIt this movie does not hold back on the blood. but, wheres my conch explosion?? if ur gonna show him getting hit u gotta show the conch exploding. although, the conch means like nothing in this movie lmao
- okay wow piggys dead body cool cool cool
- ralph fucking YEETED that kid to the ground lmao
- okay, ralph crying?? good acting
tl;dr/conclusion/my thoughts: hooooo boy so i see why everyone likes 1960 one better.
first, lets start with the obvious: why this isnt lord of the flies. because its not. if this wasnt telling me that its lord of the flies, i would think of it as that, really. first off, the conch. the conch represents civility, it brings them together. its important. when piggy dies, it dies, representing how all civility is now gone. i maybe saw the conch three times this movie. didnt do anything.
second, the pilot, captain whatever. the point of the beast to me is that they made it up. sure, the corpse was real, but it didnt pose a threat, it was simply a corpse. they made it into what it was, therefore proving that they are the beast. sure, the pilot here was harmless, but he grbbed a boy’s foot and was therefore making himself a possible threat. maybe its not a big deal i guess.
third, the characters. the point of lord of the flies is that they are rich kids who havent gone through anything. theyre the perfect, spoiled kids who havent done anything wrong. half of them are in choir. chOIR. in this movie, lets take jack for example. they said he stole a car and got sent to military school. no. the point of jack is that he was a perfect kid. leader of choir. he was manipulitive and got even ADULTS to trust him. its part of hs character, showing that this perfect choir leader kid went fucking insane to prove how literally everyone can be evil. also samneric???? the direspect!! they were loyal to ralph until they were tied up and FORCED to join jack, and even then, after roger like beat the shit out of them, they were STILL loyal. fuck you.
so those are the MAIN reasons why it wasnt lotf.
now, what i liked i guess.
the swearing was NOT lotf, and it didnt fit with the story, but ill admit that i laughed, so i guess thats a plus.
second, i liked how they showed the gore, i guess? sounds weird, hear me out. lord of the flies is a gruesome, violent, awful book. theres descriptions of death in detail, and im so glad they showed it. when simon’s body was there, literally torn to shreds? the shock of it, the true savagery you see that these boys murdered him SO violently, is amazing, because thats the essence of lotf. simons death shows how theyve lost all their civility, and showing such a gruesome corpse really brings that through. so good job.
and now, of course, the obvious: thats not the characters i pictured when i read the story. simon doesnt look like that, ralph doesnt look like that, jack doesnt look like that.
where did the choir go, too? forgot to mention that, and i think that also adds into the whole, theyre supposed to be perfect kids and then become savage thing. also, the choir was a group. they voted for jack and went with him for a reason.
so yea, thats that. dont know why people would read this lmao but thats my thoughts!!!! i just need to keep myself busy when i watch movies and to make sure i focused, i figured id just write down my thoughts as i went. if u wanna watch for free, look up lord of the flies 1990 google drive.
;)))) and yea im posting this at 230 am lmao why not
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Trial 6 - ”hello, world!” (6)
Time to pick up the fallen torch.
Trial: 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5
K.... K1-b0? This - this must be you, right?
I’ve been waiting for this moment since the beginning of the chapter 3 trial! Finally, the explanation I’ve been craving! If - if the inner voice is coming into play now - it might actually be a benevolent force, right? Maybe? At this point we just need something to keep us moving forward...
Yes!!!
..... Oops.
“And please choose the right answer this time.”
Okay okay, jeez -
K1... K1-b0? W-Why not - ?
...... remedy the situation. Not save... but fix...???
Voices??? It’s plural now? Does that include me, the player?
K1-b0! Your moment has finally come, with no more lasers or explosions required! hopefully
WAIT
WE’RE OFFICIALLY IN HIS POV NOW???
This is incredibly late game for a protagonist switch b-but okay! also oh god what does that say about Sweetcheeks’s condition -
I’m glad we haven’t completely lost Shuichi. ): He really does look like he’s not with us, though. How can we help him? I joke about how much I love this sprite, but it’s awful seeing him like this.
But apparently Shuichi’s been relegated to the sidelines entirely now, because K1-b0 is entirely focused on Jun - Tsumugi. Oh boy, I almost started thinking of her as Junko. I will not let her hide behind her characters, damn it!
Yes! Yes, exactly! She can’t have it both ways!
YOU’RE NOT ALLOWED TO BE ANNOYED YOU APPARENTLY WROTE HIM TO BE THIS WAY!!!
Ooh? Yeah, the text is changing at the bottom...
U U H I’M SORRY YOU CAN’T JUST DROP A BOMB LIKE THAT SO ABRUPTLY -
TSUMUGI LET HIM HAVE HIS COOL MOMENT
HE LITERALLY JUST GOT HIS MOMENT IN THE SUN DON’T JUST UNDERCUT HIM OUT OF NOWHERE
no seriously she didn’t even give him a chance to build up momentum
The way she’s able to just dismiss him so casually like that, just completely trivializing him, is absolutely brutal. also what plotline lol -
I-I mean I’m joking, he has had a ‘coming to terms with his status as a robot amongst humans and accepting himself’ plotline! Sorta! It’s just been pretty.... well, behind the scenes. I just wished we got to see more of you and Miu together at the very least.
Wait -
He’s been the actual audience’s surrogate? That.... that means his ahoge....... really is the connection to the outside... but also, the only thing holding him back from going kamikaze??? It’s basically an outside force that’s been suppressing his free will?
Oh shit... is that why the game switched us to this POV, for that reveal? Well-damn-played, DRV3!
.....
wow this is getting worse and worse, huh
ALSO OH NO WAY TO SMASH HIS FRAGILE SELF-ESTEEM INTO PIECES
“You know all those hi~lar~ious asides everyone had at your expense about you being no more important than your average kitchen appliance? Guess what - ! They were r i g h t!”
Somehow I wonder if it would have been better if it was the mastermind’s will. At least it would assign him some sense of importance, even if that stinging feeling of betraying his friends would be there. At least he wouldn’t literally just be the subject of some nameless audiences’ whims - as it is, he’s basically been relegated to the status of ‘plaything’.
From Chapter 3 onward, when I was thinking about it, I wasn’t sure originally if I should consider it a force for good or evil - it seemed to be generally benevolent and since he didn’t take any actions against anyone, it was generally okay for me to discard it as an extension of ‘a mastermind whose goal was for everyone to be at odds with each other/kill each other’. He was always one of the most willing to cooperate with the others, too! I even considered if any of his actions had indirectly caused tension or murder, and I couldn’t find any instances where he did. But if he’s been at the beck and call of a third party, who’s been directing him for the sake of entertainment? Well, that’s a completely different story. In that context... everything makes... a lot more sense...
.... Except for his Chapter 5 actions??? He nearly got Shuichi to take him out twice??
Wait, actually - oh, this does change how I might look at him from this point on. How often would he consult the voice? Do the decisions override his own every time? Does that mean he can only make a move at the behest of the audience????
THE WAY HE PUT IT IS EVEN MORE DEMEANING
fhgh I guess that answers one of my questions
THE GIMMICK....
every production buzzword thrown in makes my stomach drop more
S-Shit the last time he had his ‘short-circuiting’ sprite was when Kokichi did his mastermind reveal in tandem with the ‘outside world’ reveal - D:
A.... Are you trying to make them feel bad for you, because I don’t think it’s working -
omg I just realized there would totally be twitter threads and reddit posts and stuff dedicated to this, and I’m trying to imagine the rage!posts that would swarm them as users ran to the internet to bitch about how ‘the robot totally isn’t responding to us anymore!’ and ‘I bet they’re rigging it so the ending goes the way they want! What a cop out ending!’ and hell, one of those more topical ‘let 👏 us 👏 control 👏 the 👏 robot 👏 you 👏 cowards 👏’
K1-B0 WAS THE CAMERA?!?!
..................................
glances at my computer monitor, then back here
ahahaha I am officially part of the outside world!mastermind tomfoolery oh god I’m so sorry everyone
Wait.... wait. Wait! So the Nanokumas’ footage is for the mastermind’s exclusive use? Really?
I... I was under the impression that if this audience was watching everyone, they’d have access to everything....
Then how different would this all look from only K1-b0′s eyes?! Did he know about Kaito’s training, for example? About Kaede and Shuichi’s practical inseparability in the first chapter? Wow, how different would this entire thing look from K1-b0′s exclusive POV?
I’m sorry what?
okay okay she’s going off on a despair rant which is - y’know, great, you do you and whatever - but I think it just turned my brain off a little bit. Like I just got catapulted back to DR1.
A-Are we really turning back to the whole ‘Junko persona’ idea? That she took on that role specifically, and by taking on the role as ‘Junko Enoshima’ she feels obligated to follow it through to the end? B-But...... but??? For a show??? That’s... no, that can’t be right, that’s weird, that’s stupid, that can’t be right....
You gotta admire her dedication to the craft I-I MEAN NO
WHAT THE HELL TSUMUGI
THAT IS NOT A GOOD ENOUGH MOTIVE
WHAT THE HELL IS THAT KIND OF REASON
SHUT THE FUCK UP KOMAEDA AND DON’T LOOK SO HAPPY ABOUT THIS oh that actually felt pretty good
i say this as someone whose previous favourite was komaeda it was very love/hate don’t @ me
Oh hey, the opening music is on! Is this the big turnabout we’ve been waiting for? It’s.... so.... weird that it’s coming from K1b0 now? Also wasn’t this sort of the plot of the DR3 anime via the Ultimate Animator or -
I??? I guess??? Weren’t they all just screaming DESPAIR at Shuichi a minute ago??? Isn’t it their comments on the screen???
Inspirational and all but -
I’m GoINg to cHOkE anD DiE
ULTIMATE HOPE ROBOT
FJKGHSDKLFJ
WHAT ARE YOU KIDDING ME
oh shit well there’s text saying Hope now so I guess something has changed out there
I believe it’s called déjà vu.
No seriously, am I hallucinating? Is this not what led to the whole final vote in DR1 or am I going crazy? Is this... what is.... happening........???? And Shuichi has just completely BSoDed in the corner??? Like, is he disassociating right now? Where is he?
It’s interesting that she looks happy here compared to angry Junko. She looked excited earlier when K1-b0 challenged her too (her new jazz-hands!sprite, lol) too, and her voice is on the brink of. Uh. I’m just going to say it’s getting very.... passionate. Is she just that confident or...?
Oh hey their sprites mirror each other. Parallels. :D
I like how Tsumugi is having Makoto say this part ~
But this brings up a good question... how exactly is this so-called final battle going to work? If they can’t fight for the right to leave, then what can they do?
alksdfj Himiko and Maki have also been so quiet this so time - I almost forgot they were there. K1-b0 and Tsumugi are basically the only ones doing the talking and between all the cosplays it feels like there are way more people here than there actually are - which is the point, I think? It really adds to that oppressive, ‘everyone is against you four’ atmosphere.
“- DETAILS DETAILS anyway it’s happening I don’t really care, now about that special vote ~”
This -
This is literally DR1?!?!
This.... this is strange. There has to be incentive to vote one way or the other. Is she going to tie ‘vote for K1-b0’ and ‘you’ll be forced into a world where you can’t/shouldn’t exist’ together vs ‘Vote for Tsumugi′ and ‘stay inside forever’? That’s.... what happened in the others, right?
Shuichi, mentally clocked out but occasionally checking back in so he doesn’t miss anything important: Wow this is absolute bullshit
Yeah... there’s no way they weren’t going to find a way to tempt you to vote for K1-b0. Okay, lay it on us.
YOU’RE GOING TO MAKE THEM KEEP GOING?!?!
“Ugh why did I let myself get lured back into the conversation by my bitchin’ ‘Lazy Parallel World’ theme song I’m going to mentally check out again because everything hurts and I want to die -”
There.... there aren’t....??
THAT’S NOT ENCOURAGING omg I missed that catchphrase it always made me laugh
I??? I don’t know if I can trust that??? If you can literally make flashback lights to override their old memories - if you can force it on them, whether they’re willing or not - if you can delete the last 24 hours, you could make them do something again??? T-Though if Tsumugi is gone... but then again, there’s a whole team of people behind this apparently! Her being gone means nothing!
“So you cannot leave this place.” Is it? Is it literally, physically impossible to leave this place? That’s the real question. the impossible is possible all you gotta do is make it so... s o b
HOW EVIL CAN YOU GET
HOW COULD YOU NOT EVEN GIVE THEM A POSSIBILITY OF RETURNING TO THEIR ORIGINAL SELVES
WHY WOULD ANYONE MAKE SOMETHING LIKE THAT WHY WOULD THAT BE OKAY FOR A PUBLICLY TELEVISED TV SHOW
For that matter this whole damn series sounds like a snuff film, if actually people are involved. Dear lord, even if they are actually adults - and I desperately hope that if this is true, that the outside world is actually like this, and watches this for fun, then they have a ‘18+’ rule for auditions (actually considering the love hotel exists they must be at least 18 ggh) - even the survivors.... have been killed, in a sense. Their previous selves have been killed. They were dead the moment they entered the world...
So either 16 people consented to ‘dying’ in an existential sense as well as possibly a physical sense, or 16 people were kidnapped and ‘killed’ for the entertainment of the world. I.... I actually... do at least believe, no matter what, that there is a depraved audience viewing this from somewhere. There’s no way there isn’t - this feedback via comments, the scene with that kid Makoto watching this at the beginning of this chapter - those are true. And they were more than okay with the idea of these people dying for their entertainment, even the so-called winners.
You can only create new identities, not recover them... I, I dunno. Somehow that’s so much more soul-crushing than a lot of the other things that have come up this trial.
t-the way his voice is breaking skdlfjgh -
W HA T!?
WHAT THE FU -
WHY?! WHY?! WHY MUST IT ONLY BE TWO, EVERY TIME?! WHY HAVE YOU BEEN SO DETERMINED TO ONLY HAVE TWO PEOPLE SURVIVE TO THE END?!
H.... How the hell.... are they supposed to do that?! Is that how you’re doing it?! Putting the burden of the decision on them, in order to break them?!
H-HE LITERALLY SOUNDS LIKE HE’S GOING TO BREAK DOWN SOBBING ANY SECOND I CAN’T TAKE MUCH MORE OF THIS
She is really trying to push that point, huh... but there it is. They can escape to the ‘outside world’. That is a cold comfort at this point, but...
They...... I don’t. I don’t know. I wouldn’t be able to do this - look my classmates in the eyes and condemn them. I guess this somehow managed to be worse than DR1.
K1-B0 NO
fml of course the only potential option would be students choosing self-sacrifice
I... I’m glad Shuichi is showing concern. I’ve noticed it a few times, how finally in the last chapter or so that he’s been observant of K1-b0′s well-being where the others haven’t been.
But I’m getting distracted - that’s not the point! FML I know he’s been shown those extremist tendencies towards the vague ideal of hope and destroying the despair, I - between this and the ‘destroying the school’ rampage he went on - what is he aiming for? You’re saying that you’re trying to defeat despair, but what is that? Is hope just the opposite of despair? Is despair just whatever Tsumugi says it is, so we’re immediately opposed to it, as the representatives of hope? Are you fighting for them to escape? Why is everyone surviving together ‘living despairful lives’ if Tsumugi is gone and they aren’t trying to kill each other anymore? What makes it that way? Why is this considered ‘defeating despair’? What does that even mean?
I... I guess K1-b0 would be punished anyway if they voted for him, but.... still....
Ugh, I get it. I get that kibou is hope, and that K1-b0 is therefore hope, and that we’re fighting for him to win or... something.... uhghghgh
DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE SHUICHI
This was such an uncomfortable parade of ~ideal waifus~ sdlkfjsdf especially when we were getting into the ‘super tiny/cute’ territory because I have absolutely no interest in that whatsoever also I accidentally deleted Mahiru’s cameo sorry -
.... I wonder if this would’ve been more effective if I was the target audience for this? Either way, ending on Junko was still an offsetting choice, right? Right??
..........
Wait for that matter, who was this aimed for? Who out of Maki, Himiko or Shuichi would have fallen for that? Even if you believe that Maki or Himiko have an interest in women, nothing about the types they showed or may have shown interest in the game (Maki @ Kaito, Himiko @ Angie, Tenko and hell, even Kokichi) would lend them to the girls Tsumugi just cosplayed as? And even Shuichi’s strongest interest were in Kaede and Kaito - so who is Tsumugi trying to appeal to here?!
Oh shit we’re going into a mass panic debate! Okay, okay okay - !
.... Oh. Oh boy, I have to shoot down every mention of despair. Uh, okay -
OMFG I missed the screenshot but Monokuma started shilling their merch and their website I cannot even deal with how they’ll occasionally devolve into corporate shilling it’s so good -
But!!! We’ve got better things to do than get caught up in Monokuma’s commercializing of the class trial!
MAKI
NO MAKI WHY
ARE YOU TRYING TO MAKE UP FOR LAST CHAPTER IS THAT WHAT’S HAPPENING RIGHT NOW
omg
are you telling me
you’re not even doing this out of guilt
it
it’s spite
you’re doing this out of spite
you’re sacrificing yourself purely ou t of spite
MAKI HOW MANY TIMES ARE YOU GOING TO MAKE THE SAME MISTAKE
“FOR FUCK’S SAKE MAKI, AGAIN??? AGAIN?!?!?!”
“LET ME KILL SOMEONE SAIHARA IT’S MY DAMN TALENT FFS -”
DOES THIS SCREENSHOT SAY ‘SHUICHI LOOKS YUMMY <3′ YOU’RE RUINING THE MOMENT
okay I’m not going to feel right until I write down the new set of comments
Makiiii
my darling assassin T_T
Hope lives on!
Shuichi looks yummy <3
Well said!
Another hope loop?
Hope is contagious!
Two steps forward...
Don’t lose to despair!
Don’t tempt Maki’s fate...
That’s my Maki.
Hope must go on!
Maki, darling...
;_; I’m gonna cry...
Hope vs despair!
one vote for Keebo!
tfw you’re in despair
ALL OF THESE TEARS
Assassiiiiiiiin
I am living for these comments and I would have killed to see the comments for the Chapter 5 trial - hell, the Chapter 4 trial. that’s what let’s plays and YT comments are for I suppose -
tbh I think if that one that keeps lusting after Shuichi comes to help we’re going to need a restraining order
o
o-oh?!
AAAAAAH
NO DON’T
MAKE ME FIGHT HIM
MY ACTUAL SOUL BRO
is............... Is that -
Clair de Lune playing......?!
#Ryou plays drv3#Kiibo#Shuichi Saihara#Keebo#Tsumugi Shirogane#Himiko Yumeno#Maki Harukawa#spoilers#drv3 spoilers#K1-b0
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mt5.2 | point of no return | ryuunosuke_re: chronos, kimiko, takaku
Now I realize betrayal is just a temptation that invites more betrayals.
cw: swearing
Inhale, exhale.
Go.
“....You got me! Not that I didn’t make it really obvious AHAHAHA!”
“You’d like it if I said that, wouldn’t you, asshole? Pat you on the back and say ‘good job?’ Make that ego of yours more massive than it already is? Don’t act like you figured it out all by yourself or like it’s my fault you worthless piece of trash. We get it, you’re a sore loser because you’re too embarrassed that an idiot like me was able to fool you during the entire trial! God, my fist isn’t even worth dirtying with your blood -- but you never know when a violent hooligan like me will go off the rails, right?”
And yet there’s still a distinctive CRACK that can be heard as Ryuunosuke Yoshida cracks his knuckles, his gaze never once wavering from Chronos’ face.
“You think I’m a coward? HA! The only thing I am... is an idiot. What I’m saying is I was aiming for you the entire time! I never would’ve imagined I left the note at the wrong door, let alone have someone show up. If I’m sorry for anything, it’s that Bruckhard and you may as well be the same person in the dark! I feel bad for him -- that he had to die because of someone like you. I mean, if you weren’t neighbors this probably wouldn’t have happened! You’d probably be dead -- not that there’s a lot keeping me from bashing your face in right now. You’re welcome for being a considerate softie, right?”
He lets out a laugh, although this one is markedly different from his usual -- it’s harsh, sardonic, lacking in the contagious quality that made others laugh along with him.
“No, actually, now that I think about it -- and you should already know this -- this wouldn’t have happened if you weren’t such a huge piece of shit. And no, actually, I really wouldn’t have done what I did if you’d managed to approach me sooner. Me, a coward? Hm, sounds like projection. It’s almost as if you’re passing off your fear of takin’ responsibility as cold, calculated caution... so just sit tight, I’ll show you how it’s done, yeah? How a man’s supposed to own up to his crimes.
“But before that I’d just like to say, this entire goddamn time you’ve been doing just as Kita-san said: stringing us along, making us look like fucking idiots -- the way I see it, I didn’t really have much of a choice. I mean, who knows what else you were planning? ... But that’s not really the reason. And of course, any sort of revenge against you is justified, and maybe I could try to pass it off as the responsibility of an older brother to his siblings or, y’know, say it more plainly -- that is, by killing my grandmother you’ve basically killed my entire family... but I think I’ve earned the right to be honest now.”
“I wouldn’t ever do anything like this for their sake -- it’d break their heart, y’know? So, I guess the only thing I can say is that this was all for me. How does it feel to be right about one thing in that heaping pile of shit conjectures you try to pass off as fact? Don’t answer that I’m not fucking finished.
“It’s been bothering me since the beginning of the trial but: don’t lump Kita-san in with me. At all. Acting as if you’re somehow better than the both of us -- you’re so much funnier now, it’s kinda refreshing! ... But really. What else can I say? She was sick and you weren’t exactly able to keep up your nice and friendly act either during that trial! I mean, yeah, two of us died that day, but the circumstances are completely different -- so maybe lay off? Calling her a liar when you didn’t even have the decency to tell me what you did -- was that fun for you? Seeing us bend over backwards to meet your standards?
“Tch! Jeez, ‘m just thinkin’ about it and it’s just... you’ve been so noisy this entire time, and you really don’t need that many words to say ‘I’m a self-important asshole who refuses to see the gravity of my faults.’ It’s easy. You should stick with that instead of the nonsense you’ve been spouting towards Kita-san and about myself! What the hell do you know anyway, huuuuh?”
And here he finally takes a break, turns towards someone other than the eternal object of his hatred (until he watches next season’s Kamen R*der) and addresses Takaku.
“If i’d actually managed to kill the right guy, I would’ve confessed a looooong time ago. But you know how these trials end: someone’s gotta go and I thought ‘Y’know, maybe luck will be on my side for once and the roulette will land on him’ ... but as you can see it didn’t. I was an idiot for thinking it’d work -- I mean, has fate ever dealt me a good hand? Haha... you wouldn’t know, so you don’t need to answer, although it’s probably pretty plain to see.
“...Anyway, now you’re dying, too, for someone as despicable as, well, him, but also me. Mostly me. I can’t even ask forgiveness because it really doesn’t matter, does it? You can’t change what’s already been decided, yeah? This place is so awful, but I hope you’ve had fun -- that’s.. what you want, right? Sad that this bit of entertainment is coming at the cost of your life.”
He then takes a second, as if to collect himself, before addressing everyone else (after another quick jab at the clockmaker).
“Okay, listen up Edler, here’s how you take responsibility without being a complete asshole about it.”
“As you all may have realized: I killed Bruckhard-san. It was out of revenge, but not towards him -- as I have alluded to, the target of my plan was actually the man over there. I wrote a note, which ended up in the wrong hands, and that is how Bruckhard-san’s life came to pass. In the dark it was impossible to discern who he really was -- he and Edler share a similar height, so I enacted my plan accordingly under a false impression. It was only after that I realized what I had done and endeavored only to obscure the truth because I knew that there was potential that my desired target would get executed. It was my mistake for not bringing up his misdeeds earlier, so that I could heighten the likelihood of his demise. It is of no use to say that I would have acted differently under normal circumstances -- that is, that I would have readily given myself up rather than risk an innocent life -- but just this once, I was extremely selfish, and clung to that hope that things would go my way.
“... And that is why things ended up the way that they did.”
And here he takes a respectful bow, the words which follow aimed at the floor as he maintains his pose.
“If you think I’m gonna ask for forgiveness or talk about how sorry I am... I won’t. I get it: I did something irredeemably terrible and my feelings about it don't make it any better. I never planned to hide it once the results were out... and if someone wants to punish me for it by all means, do so. I can’t go home like this... and I doubt I have anything to return to either.”
He lifts his head, the smile on his face clearly pained.
“Ah, well, it was only a matter of time before something like this happened anyway. I mean, you all heard Chronos: I’m a delinquent, yeah? By the time I decided to change that, I was probably already set in my ways.”
It seems to him that people can’t change that easily after all.
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A: Your current OTP.
HAMAHAYA. HAMAHAYA BIG TIME. And also lowkey Ishimondo but HamaHaya is my main one!!! I love them so much and I have so many headcanons and stories for them!!! That’s kinda why I want to put them on poly relationships? Like I want these relationships to be explored but I can’t take them away from each other
B: A pairing you initially didn’t consider but someone changed your mind.
I haven’t considered Yuuichi ² (and i refuse to call it any other way) but man did you change my mind. Did you.
Also there was this one time I just liked MasaHika as a BROTP but then @producktions and my brother came and… I surrendered :’D
J: Name a fandom you didn’t care/think about until you saw it all over tumblr.
Oh, Voltron definitely! I saw all this fanart, and fics and stuff and all I knew it was filed under ‘gays in space’, but then @justanothermatsugirl and @srta-double invited me to watch and… Porntron came to be. And Porntron is the best thing. Ever.
L: Your favorite fanartist/author gives you one request, what do you ask for?
It depends? I usually try to make both of us happy when it comes to requests, for example, if that person likes, say, HamaHaya but I feel like I want HamaKura I will ask them for HamaHaya anyways because 1. HAMAHAYA and 2. Maybe they will put more feel into the art!!! And what is most important of art is the feelings that it is put into it! Best art is the art you can tell the author put all their heart on~!
but if i could choose anything, give me the hamahayakuraminamana, you cowards
N: Your favorite fandom (for the people; not the thing you fangirl over).
Um… Is it normal I want to say the MOTHER fandom on 2014? Especifically on DA. It was like a tiny family… Everyone knew each other. Everyone was nice with each other. It was so nice. But now everyone parted ways and I have no idea where everyone is. Most left DA (and so did I) and I can’t help but wonder where they are. But my current fandom is really nice too… It’s like a family, too… Sometimes.
P: Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas).
Lately I’ve been thinking about a Go Ares AU a lot and hamano goes to tengawara for obvious reasons but that’s kinda boring so I gotta think about something more interesting >:3c
Kind of a joke AU, but still:
Have you guys ever heard about ~LA FERIA~? It’s like this weird Spanish thing we have. Everyone dances and sings these lame guitar songs which are mostly like aAAAAaAAAaaaYYYYYYYY @loreprotectionsquad can confirm BUT! that’s not the interesting thing! The interesting thing about Feria is that we basically get a mini amusement park on our town, just because!
So my brother and I thought about some Go kids there and it just…
Hamano gets Kurama a giant Snake plush and he tries to ride on a… Ride with it and it almost slips out but he clings to it and manages to save it. Hamano thinks it’s adorable. Kurama swears he’ll kill him if he tells someone. Hamano promised Hayami he’d get a plushie for him too, but he is unable (because you can only win one plush per day) so Hayami gets a dolphin plush for him. Imagine Hayami walking around with two overly joyful boyfriends clinging to their giant plushies. Goals.
Kirino and Shindou ride on the ferris wheel which they don’t set up anymore, but still. and Ibuki tries to climb it but fails (?
Shinsuke rides on some dinosaur themed train, and there’s clowns with balloons and stuff you can snatch from them. He gets a plastic axe. Which are super hard to get i need to tell you the story of how i got one when i was like 8. it was so stupid it’s funny He somehow convinces Tsurugi to ride too, while Tenma and Aoi look at them. They have become the ultime balloon snatchers. No one can stop them. Aoi and Tenma are so proud.
Taiyou comes, sees Tenma and waves at him, approaching him. Then all of the sudden, Fuyuka comes rushing after him, and tells Tenma that ‘Taiyou should be in right now, sorry for the inconvenience’ and picks him by the stomach (you know… like a kitten, with her arm around his torso? you get me, right?) while Taiyou tries to escape, but fails.
Kariya and Hikaru try to hide from Hiroto and Midorikawa, who have come with them, but Kariya wants some time alone, while they want to take pics of everything they do, basically.
Something about Yukimura and Fubuki was mentioned, along with Kishibe and Aphrodi, but I don’t remember ;v; Also, Amagi going with Mahoro and Yukie, and all of the third years (Minamisawa as well, for some reason) going together too.
My brother kinda dislikes Galaxy (except Tetsukado, Kusaka and Konoha) so I’ll do their stuff myself.
Minaho and Manabe compete to see who will get more plushies. They only get one keychain working together. They give it to the first team member that they see because they don’t know who should keep it.
But that was after the previously mentioned day, so the Second Year Trio got them plushies instead (they got the hang of one game and they WILL make the most of it. And, they have to help a boyfriend out, right?
So they spend the rest of the festivity together. And they have fun and stuff.
There’s one ride with horses. Konoha spends 98/100 there. Otherwise, she wouldn’t come. It’s so noisy, and crowded…
Kusaka comes and goes to check on her. He can’t ride on most… Rides (this is redundant) anyways. He’s too tall.
Tetsukado and Hamano competed to see who was better at Duck-Fishing. Let’s just say that Shinsuke and Hamano’s boyfriends came home with lots of plushes and prices…
Sakura aced all the games. How did she manage, no one knows (she was, in fact, the first one Minaho and Manabe offered the keychain to. But she rejected it and got two super sparkly keychains for them instead. Minaho and Manabe offered it anyways in exchange but she said that it was nothing and that they should keep the one they got.
Matatagi showed his brothers the place and rode on some rides (seriously how is this so redundant). Eventually they joined the Plushie Fest. Matatagi’s brothers cheered. He, not so much, not when he had to carry around giant plushies for the rest of the day, as his brothers were too busy exploring around.
I think that’s all??? Am I forgetting someone? except zanakurou but i don’t know what to do with him. he dances sevillanas. i don’t know. sorry darling
Oh, yeah, and there’s also this AU my brother and I made in which Kurama is a time traveler and quite literally Hamano and Hayami’s son (he has a big sister named Estrella but that’s for another time) and he has come because their parents were too slow too realize they had feelings for each other and he fears for his existence and his sister’s (???
Q: A ship you’ve abandoned and why.
Can you believe I used to ship Min/////a/kura? But, to be honest, I didn’t know what that was. I just found some comic of them and I thought it was cute. Then I got more into InaEle, and well…
I’m saying that one because I can’t think of anything else XD
R: A pairing you ship that you don’t think anyone else ships.
The Kurama multiship fest, which I will proceed to explain, even though the first one is sorta popular, but still:
Hamano and Hayami, because I saw HamaKura and I thought it was really cute! (when i got used to kurama, at first i didn’t like him but i found hamahayakura and i went ‘eeeeeeeehhh’ but you already know that story) then I thought of HamaHaya + HamaKura and Hayami just got into the package for some reason XD
Hikaru, because I was salty I didn’t ship him with Minamisawa and I wanted to ship him with someone but I didn’t know who, then he had a little scene with Hikaru on the games (when they go look for Shinsuke or something) and a lightbulb light up on my head
Tenma because, honestly, how can you have someone you ship with everyone but not Tenma? Plus it’s cute.
Tsurugi because I saw somebody posting drawings of them and I went ‘hey they cute’ and that’s all. also the fandom team might or might not had something to do with it
Kariya because they had this scene when they went to China on CS that i don’t even remember but what i do remember is my brother asking me why i wasn’t saying anything about the ship, and i went ‘well, i don’t, BUUUUUUUUUT’ and so it started.
Minaho because, and listen well because this one is weird, I was in class, and I was bored, and I decided to make quadrants for some InaEle characters, I started by Minaho and went ‘huh so, Moirail, Manabe, Matesprit, Manabe, Kismesis, Manab-wait’ so I decided to crack it up a bit and now it was ‘Moirail, Hamano, Matesprit, Manabe’ but I wanted to give him a Kismesis (that could’ve been perfectly Matatagi, but I didn’t think of that because I’m dumb) (also read: a love rivalry more or less) so I gave him Kurama. THEN I played BigBang and they had a small interaction and since back then I couldn’t even read Hiragana I don’t know what they said but Kurama made a sad face afterwards so I take it as I was right
Fei because Kurama learns Bouncer Rabbit on Galaxy (actually the two-people version. He does it with Hamano because I’m obvious) and also Fei stole his number, now Kurama has to steal something back (???
Taiyou because on my CS game Kurama, Taiyou and Hikaru always do hissatsus together on the random thing (that makes also Sakura and Matatagi do Butterfly Dream together all the time for some reason. Which is funny because I lowkey shipped it before starting Galaxy) so I got used to seeing them together.
Ibuki because my brother always calls them losers (he’s a bit mean sometimes, but I love him ;v;) so I started relating them n stuff.
Hakuryuu because my brother and I have this thing called the ‘Spammer Club’ which is for characters that say other character’s name a lot. We have Hakuryuu (who we jokingly call churugispammer) Miyasaka, Ibuki, Hakuryuu and Kurama got in too for some reason. So yeah. It happened. N stuff.
Also I brotp him with Kinako, but I brotp Kinako with everyone.
S: What’s a headcanon you have?
Hmm… I headcanon that out of the Second Year Trio, only Hamano has siblings (2 sisters, him being the middle sib- and no that’s not me self projecting ok)
Hayami has mentioned more than once on the games that he wants to be a scientist, and I headcanon that it’s because his mother is! Which also means she’s super busy most of the time. So Hayami is quite dependent, but he can’t cook for his life. Hamano is surprisingly okay at cooking, and he’s learning to bake.
Also, Hayami really likes penguins for some reason.
T: What are your favorite male/male ships or female/female ships?
Ack, that’s a hard one ;v;
- Male/Male - (to keep things fresh from 3 diff fandoms each)
Hamano/Hayami (Inazuma Eleven)
Ishimaru/Oowada (Danganronpa)
Killua/Gon (HxH)
Shu/Valt (Beyblade Burst)
Hau/Gladion (Pokémon)
- Female/Female -
Diana/Akko (Little Witch Academia) (i gotta continue it sob aaa)
Ootani/Anna (Inazuma Eleven)
Moon/Lillie (Pokémon)
Z: What’s a ship that you want to ship publicly, but everyone on tumblr hates it so you keep your mouth shut about it?
Ahahah, what are you talking about [hides my polyship mess under a rug] it is not much that they hate it, just that no one is interested XD
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hey so i started writing this at 8 o’ clock so i would be ahead of the game and actually have more than an hour to write but HEY its already 20 after midnight so who the eff care amiright ladies
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so.................... its 2019.....................
i watched vox’s “2018 in 5 minutes” video and cried so thats how this year has been :^) a lot of lows......... we always think we leave the shittiest year behind then lo.............. the next year rears its ugly head and we never learn............ despite this, im gonna try to keep a positive outlook on the new year......... its literally just another day and i have to be in at work @ 9 tmrw but its what ever im already super fucking tired whats losing another hour of sleep anywahy?? its practically expected of me any way what with being a youth,,, ANYWAY i spent my time ringing in the new year watching spiderman homecoming so i think that wa sGREAt its also great that im gonna get to see spiderverse AGAIN tmrw after work so SUCK ON THAT im ringing in the new year RIGHT!! its a very spidey new year and i wouldnt have it any other way heh.....
alright
so its time.... to reflect...........
and actually reflect this time last year was weak sauce compared to the first year “im too unfocused right now happy new year or whatever” *scoffs* what r u too good for self reflecting now a days huhh
been doing a lot of self reflecting this year,,,,,, but today we will look back on how the previous years have gotten me to where i am today...
if 2016 was the year of change and 2017 was the year of getting used to things.............. 2018 felt like............ the year of getting TOO used to things, of not ENOUGH change............. like alright i scratched a few of the bigger things on my yearly “to do” list/resolutions, i. e. finally going back to school and getting a job at the library, but like.......... i definitly dont feel like i did enough........... my art game was SO WEAK and i feel like i wrote less than 10,000 words ALL YEAR (not counting my academic papers) i didnt really CREATE anything this i dont have ANYTHING significant to show for this year............and to get more negative i didnt even make any friends all year NONE FRIENDS im only *just* starting to get more friendly with people at the library thank GOD theyre nice and gave my shy ass a chance to open up but i still dont feel like ill make FRIEND friends theyre just work friends and u kno what thats making me so pissed bc its tricking my dumb ass into thinking i have a crush on someone at work aND that i want a *romantic* relationship with them!!! OUTRAGEOUS im so peeved.......................... i also still havent gotten behind a wheel but at this point im not sure if i will anytime soon bc im That Way..... grrrr im just mad thinking of all the things i didnt do so motherfucker i will make 2019 the year of DOING!!!! and i had so many resolutions last year i feel like the more i had the less i felt like i had to do them, like i was just saying all that to be like “oh wouldnt it be nice if any of these things happened lmao” so yeah 2019: the year of DOING... and since ive kinda sorta figured out that writing is my thang.... i think i wanna focus on doing that.. and anything that will help me do it
SO: #GOALS for 2K19
-WRITE AT LEAST 50.000 WORDS U COWARD, more than just “brainstorming” too bc thats like a cop out, write like stories or dialogue or scenes or scripts or WHATEVER just make it to 50,000 pls some people do that in like a month
-READ UR GOD DAMN BOOKS, u *cant* buy anymore if u dont read the ones u’ve already bought,,,, im willing to make an acception re: checking things out from the library................ but u rlly shouldnt IT WOULD’VE BEEN SO EASY TO WIN THE BET DUDE srsly..... maybe .... an hour b4 bed ? try to read ? at least try to read once a week dude....
-heres a curve ball WATCH MORE MOVIES !!! u say u love film well fuckin act like u do...... u only went to the movie theater 5 times all year and three of those were all in the last month to go see spiderverse, more than that HOW MANY movies are there on netflix that u see and go “oh i should watch that finally” or “people say thats rlly good bro” and u scroll right past to watch the same 3 fuckin movies i s2g
-oh yeah back to the writing thing, to reach that 50,000 goal u should write about what you read and watch, there u’ll prob meet the goal b4 summer if u do that bro but....u actually gotta do it....................
ok those r the 4 im REALLY gonna work on and try to keep track of in either of the journals sien got me :^) these next few i rlly want to happen but..... we’ll see
-make some friends pls.... pls be more friendly......... ENGAGE people when u have the opportunity askQUESTIONS about them like if they have a dog or a hobbie jesus h christ
-go out..... on ur own..... do stuff............by urself if u have to... go to the movies by urself go to a park, walk around down town for the fuck of it idk DO STUFF
-finish something............ for once in ur miserable life...................................... finish the vlog or the scrapbook..... or the reading list or this set of goals PLEAsE ANYTHING
im not even gonna put draw/art blog related stuff on here bc........ its not what i want........ like i love drawing and i dont think im terrible at it, im at a good place with it but i dont wanna put my energy this year into drawing stuff for the sake of me being able to say “i did it” like...... last yr and the yr b4 i rlly RLLY wanted to get better at art to idk prove that i could?? but like i havent picked up my drawing tablet in months ... that makes me really sad but i dont really feel like picking it up either? ? i said i wanted to take a painting/color theory/ life drawing class maybe i will this yr and it’ll reinvigorate my love of drawing........ tbh spiderverse got me *this close* to being pumped about art and animation and like yeah i still am, i love the medium and its still a dream of mine to be apart of it but it feels like a pipe dream if i try to go thru the art angle........ so many people r better than me at that and its not really what i wanna do,,, i wanna CREATE STORIES and worlds and characters and like i used my art to help *me* develop those but... i dont wanna use my art to do it for someone else i guess............. the art of animation itself still facsinates me so they door isnt close yet but,,, i wanna focus on the other aspect of myself that im more and at the same time LESS confident about lmao WRITING like alright,,, i think im a good writer .... sorta ? like yeah people tell me i am and sometimes when i look back on things ive written im like “dAMN i wrote this ???” but like,,,, there are some things to writing that still. escape me... like poetry.... and a lot of other aspects to it that i cant describe write now bc it would take too long and im getting cold and tired SO YEAH hopefully this english class will help me, even tho its just writting for college essays, i need to start somewhere and if shes rlly as good of a professor as rate my professor says then ill learn smthg new
where was i
well the year wasnt ALL bad, like i said i got the job at the library i wanted and FINALLY got to go to school, stressful as that mightve been........ and i got to see my love, my darling, the light of my life rhys again for one glorious week,, hopefully ill be able to see more of my friends this year? either in miami or milwuakee idc which MAYBE BOTH lmao im not that rich but hey i can dream,,,
alright its 1:12am i think im ready to sign off,,,,,,,,, here’s to DOING in 2019
🥂 cheers
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18. Vengeance
This update was posted about, as mentioned in the post-update comments on the forums, 2-3 weeks shy of part 17′s actual release date. Yeah.
(Anyway, democracy has spoken, and so I'll be tackling the Submarine Route for the first run of the game. I'd estimate that 95% of this update is going to be cutscenes and dialogue. Strap in, folks.)
Joseph: What did you say!?
Emiko: I can't leave him alone in such a dangerous situation! Once he gets his revenge, I'll bring him back.
Kakyoin: But you'll be in danger too, Emiko!
Jotaro: This is for Polnareff to deal with himself. We shouldn't intefere.
Emiko: I know... I understand that. But I can't let him get into trouble. If anything happens, I'll call you.
Joseph: Okay... I understand. Just be careful, got it?
Emiko: You bet!
Polnareff: Emiko!? ...I'm telling you, no! I need to kill him with my own hands!
Emiko: I know. I won't intefere, I promise. But there might be other Stand users waiting with him! If so, you're going to need a hand!
Polnareff: ...Are you sure? All right... But don't push it.
- - -
(We have a save prompt at this point after the fade to black.)
Beggar: Yeah, just a second ago.
Polnareff: Where was he? ...What?
Polnareff: Which one!? Where is he!?
Beggar: Huh?
Polnareff: Huh? What? Who are you?
Hol Horse: Dio promised me quite the sum of money to take you out, you know.
Polnareff: I don't need your life story, hayseed! Where's the man with two right hands?
Hol Horse: Geez, you're impatient! Well, you asked, so I'll tell you... He came here with me... and he's close.
Polnareff: What!? Tell me where he is!
Hol Horse: You don't need to know that... Because I, Hol Horse, will kill you right here!
Polnareff: Yeah, that's what they all say!
Hol Horse: Pffft...
Polnareff: What? Did I say something funny?
Polnareff: ! ...Well, you're standing in the way of someone I've gotta meet, so... Fine! Come and get it!
Hol Horse: Heh heh... Can I tell you something? In war strategy, tanks beat soldiers, but mines beat tanks. It's simple, just like rock-paper-scissors! Same thing goes for your Chariot versus my Emperor! Simply put... Your sword can't beat my gun!
Polnareff: What's that? You want me to beat your bum? Ohhh, so you're into that stuff!
Polnareff: Ha! Try me!
Hol Horse: You underestimated me, Polnareff! That's why you're gonna die!
Polnareff: ! ...His Stand is a gun!?
Hol Horse: *grin*
Emiko: Polnareff! *pushes Polnareff out of the way*
Polnareff: !
Hol Horse: !
Emiko: Don't get careless, Polnareff! Your personality is one thing, but besides that, the enemy knows all about your weak points!
Polnareff: S-shut up, Emiko! You're worse than Abdul! You promised not to intefere!
Emiko: Yes, with your sister's killer! But that's a different guy!
Polnareff: Tch! I don't need your help!
(Hol Horse will have a comment like this if you're a female protagonist and you'll also get an additional conversation between the protagonist and Hol Horse if you have Napalm Death, Mr. BIG, or Quicksilver.)
Hol Horse: My my, aren't you stubborn... I'll just have to make you faint!
Polnareff: Get out of the way! The bullet's coming back!
Emiko: Specials!
(Or so it would be, except...)
Emiko: A Stand... in the puddle!?
Kakyoin: The bullet!
Polnareff: What!?
Kakyoin: Emiko! This... this can't be happening!
Hol Horse: ...I'm the world's nicest man to women! I've got girlfriends all over the world! I may lie to girls, but I'd never hit one! Because I respect women! Doesn't matter if they're a babe or a total cow! And... and now I've killed one... Shit!
Kakyoin: ! ...What did you just say!?
Polnareff: She came to help me even though I told her not to... She was a fool. She died because she stuck her nose where it didn't belong. That's why I wanted to go alone... Because of people like her.
Kakyoin: How could you say that!? She saved you!
Polnareff: What a nuisance.
Kakyoin: !
Kakyoin: P-Polnareff...
Kakyoin: It's... it's just a scratch... You're gonna be okay, Emiko... C'mon! Open your eyes... Emiko... say something... Wake up... Wake up, Emiko! Please!! Aah...!
Kakyoin: N-no... It was too easy... It happened too fast...! *gasp*
Hol Horse: A-and you! How could you take a girl along with you on a dangerous journey like this!? This was bound to happen!
Kakyoin: Polnareff! Don't step into their trap. Do you still not understand? What Abdul told you... You can't fight them alone. You ignored him and went anyway... and now you're about to do the same thing! You can't go after them at the risk of your own life, Polnareff!
Polnareff: What do you expect me to do?
Kakyoin: Emiko came here because she was worried about you. We can't fight blindly... We still don't know how their Stands work! We have to get away!
Kakyoin: If you keep fighting this way, you'll die! Emiko said as much herself!
Hol Horse: Really, Polnareff!? A girl in her prime dies a dog's death on the road and you're just gonna leave her!? Coward!
Kakyoin: Polnareff! We need to get to somewhere safe! Follow me to that truck!
Polnareff: Son of a-!
Kakyoin: Now, Polnareff!
Polnareff: *huff* *huff* *huff* *huff* So you want me to control myself...? Damn it all! Fine, I-
Polnareff: !
Kakyoin: Polnareff!
Hanged Man: Emiko died for you... You owe her a debt. If not for you, she'd be alive... heheh...
Polnareff: Aaah, damn it! Where are you!?
Kakyoin: Calm down, Polnareff!
Hanged Man: But don't be sad... You'll see her again soon. You two morons... will be reunited in hell... Heh heh...
Polnareff: ! Bastard!!
Kakyoin: Polnareff, don't let him get to you! He's leading you into his trap!
Hanged Man: Hey... Hol Horse. Shoot this asshole.
Hol Horse: Y-yeah... Got it.
Hol Horse: !
Hanged Man: What!?
Polnareff: !! Argh!
Hol Horse: What!? He attacked-
Hanged Man: -Polnareff!?
Hol Horse: Tch! They're out of my range... Even if I hit 'em, it wouldn't do any good. ...Where's J. Geil? Guess he went after them. He really wants that Polnareff dead...
- - -
Kakyoin: ...
Polnareff: ...I... I used to think... that as long as I avenged my sister, it didn't matter what happened to me. But... I understand now. I understand what Emiko was trying to say. I won't let her sacrifice be in vain...
Kakyoin: Do you really get it now?
Polnareff: Yeah.
Polnareff: Yeah... t-thank you, Kakyoin! Blugh...
Kakyoin: Next time they come after us... They'll have to take us both on!
Polnareff: What do you mean!? You saw him too! He only exists inside of the mirror! When I turned around, he was gone!
Kakyoin: Yes, but mirrors are no more than reflections of light. It's impossible for there to be anything inside.
Polnareff: You don't need to tell me that! But think about your situation! Is a world inside a mirror really that much more unbelievable than Stands?
Kakyoin: It doesn't exist.
Polnareff: Man, cut me some slack!
Kakyoin: There's obviously a trick behind the Hanged Man. If Stands can only be defeated by other Stands... then he has to have some secret, some weakness-!
Kakyoin: Polnareff! He's in the plating of the steering wheel! He followed us here!
Polnareff: What!?
Kakyoin: Shoot!
Kakyoin: N-nnngh... I landed on my chest, but I'm fine...
(It's hard to nab a nice screencap, but you would see a small ball of light moving rapidly towards the debris among the two.)
Polnareff: S-shit! Kakyoin, get away from anything with a mirror!
Kakyoin: Reflective surfaces...? Then... his Stand works like light!
Polnareff: Kakyoin! If he's in the bumper, he'll try to jump from there to here next! Get away from anything reflective, and remove everything shiny from your clothes! Those buttons have gotta go!
Child: Hey, your car's all beat up... and you're bleeding too.
Polnareff: Huh? H-hey, kid, get outta here! ...! Ah!
Kakyoin: !
Child: Are you going to be okay with those wounds?
Polnareff: B-bastard! He's in the kid's eye!
Polnareff: Scram! Scram, kid!!
Child: Huh?
Polnareff: Damn you, J. Geeeillll!
Kakyoin: Ugh... that's just low... First, he snuck up on Emiko... And now, knowing we can't harm this kid, he's using him... I'll never forgive this guy!
Hanged Man: Hee hee hee hee!
Kakyoin: !
Hanged Man: ?
Polnareff: Listen up. When you're fighting a battle for revenge, you're supposed to say...
Polnareff: ...I'll send you straight to hell, J. Geil! ...Like that!
Hanged Man: ...?
Polnareff: Sorry about this, kid! I'll buy you a caramel candy later, okay!?
Kakyoin: H-he's going for Polnareff's eye!
Polnareff: I'm not sure how he does it, but his Stand moves at the speed of light. Normally, I can't cut something that fast with my sword... But if this kid closes his eyes, he's only got one place to run to: mine! I know his trajectory! Therefore, cutting him... is child's play!
Polnareff: Over there! That's him! Prepare to die, J. Geil!
- - -
(Another save prompt.
Up 'til now I was transcribing while only taking screencaps from time to time to try and cut back on the number of screenshots. That was really inefficient, so I winded up just screencapping everything, then transcribing. I ended up with 300+ screenshots at the end of the session.)
Polnareff: That bastard! At last... At last we meet, J. Geil!
Polnareff: My name is Jean Pierre Polnareff!
Hatted Man: *pant* *pant* *pant*
Polnareff: We've seen right through your Stand's tricks! Moving from mirror to mirror... reflection to reflection... it's a Stand of light! It's too fast to attack with my sword normally... but when it moves between surfaces, it's completely defenseless! If I slice it in that split-second of motion, it's history! If not for Kakyoin and Emiko, I might've died never knowing that...
Kakyoin: !
Kakyoin: Polnareff!
J. Geil: *pant* *pant* *pant* Heheheh... he's just a normal beggar. I cut him in the same places to lure you here... and you fell for it! Maybe you should've thought twice before just assuming he was me, morons! You've never even seen my face! *pant*
Polnareff: R-rrrgh... You bastard... Cutting up an innocent man...
Kakyoin: How low can you get!? Take this! Emerald-!!
J. Geil: Wait! Take a look around you! Everybody gather 'round! These two gentlemen are giving out free money!
Polnareff: What!?
Kakyoin: What did you...!?
J. Geil: What was that earlier? You "saw through my Stand's tricks"? You only need to attack me while I'm in motion? Dumbasses! I know all of my Stand's weak points! You can't attack me if you don't know where I'm coming from! I might as well be invincible!
Hanged Man moved rapidly between the beggars' eyes!
Polnareff: Hey! Look away! D-don't look at us!
Polnareff: Arrrrrrrrggh! J-just get outta here!
Kakyoin: Polnareff! These guys are just innocent bystanders! We can't afford to let them get injured!
J. Geil: So what next? They won't listen to a thing you say!
Kakyoin: (But we still can't hurt them! There's gotta be another way...)
(So, this brings us to the actual battle with J. Geil. As shown, the beggars cannot be harmed at all unless you want a game over.
Plan can be used to end the battle instantly, similar to past battles. Ending the battle this way nets you FP with Polnareff, and it's what I'll be doing in the interest of keeping Kakyoin's FP low until the second run.
On the other hand, you can attack J. Geil yourself; a well-leveled Kakyoin and Polnareff will have skills for targetting one enemy. Polnareff's RaDarts help, and Kakyoin's single-target, long-range attacks are especially useful. Defeating J. Geil without using Plan will give FP with Kakyoin.
Besides J. Geil and the Hanged Man's attacks, watch out for his laugh skill. It can cause the Berserk status effect, which can lead to the beggars being attacked. Kakyoin's equipment gives him some resistance to it, but it's still something to beware of. Beyond that, he's not too difficult.)
J. Geil: Heheheheh... You wasted your best years pursuing me... Ahh, it's almost too sad... Your sister was just one of the many girls I, J. Geil, have had the pleasure of killing... Her cries for help were music to my ears... Heheh...
Polnareff: You... you son of a bitch!!
J. Geil: Heheh... Now die...
Polnareff: !
J. Geil: !?
Kakyoin: When taking revenge, you're not supposed to say “son of a bitch”! Follow my lead...
J. Geil: ?
Beggars: Oooooooh!! Money! Wow, it's money! Mine, all mine! Bless you, sir!
Kakyoin: If you can catch it, it's all yours! A coin so shiny you can see your reflection in it...
J. Geil: ! What!?
Polanreff: Ohh! I see what you're up to, Kakyoin!
Kakyoin: Polnareff! Their gaze is focused on a single point!
Polnareff: In other words, his Hanged Man only has one place to run to! Merci, Kakyoin! He's in their eyes right now! So if I kick up a little dust...
(It's surprisingly difficult to get a screenshot of Silver Chariot attacking.)
Polnareff: Your cries are music to my ears... J. Geil! I'll make sure you keep crying all the way to hell... But first!
Polnareff: I'll leave the rest to the devil...
Kakyoin: So that's the true Hanged Man... The lowest of the low.
- - -
Emiko: Jo... Jotaro... Where am I? What happened...?
Joseph: Don't waste your energy, Emi! You're at a hospital in a Speedwagon Foundation retreat. You were shot by an enemy Stand user. Even though you were shot in the head, your body lurched back when you were stabbed and the bullet just grazed the skin. Although it left a scar... the Foundation should be able to surgically remove it after the journey's over.
Emiko: I see... I'm lucky to be alive.
Joseph: Hey, settle down! You'll reopen your wounds! He's fine. I just got a call from Kakyoin. He says Polnareff managed to finally get his revenge.
Emiko: I-I see... That's a relief.
Abdul: I'm sorry, Emi. If I'd just been able to stop him, you never would have been hurt so-
Emiko: It was my decision to go after Polnareff. You have nothing to apologize for, Abdul.
Jotaro: For Christ's sake, Emi... Didn't I tell you to quit sticking your nose where it doesn't belong?
Emiko: ...Sorry.
Jotaro: ...Well, it's a good thing you're all right. You can be so goddamn stupid.
Emiko: !
Joseph: Your wounds aren't finished healing, and if you move too much, you might reopen them. It'll take another week for you to fully recover. Luckily, thanks to Kakyoin's quick thinking, the enemy thinks that you've died... If you were to return to Japan now, they should leave you alone.
Abdul: Of course, having you with us will make us all the more confident! But, we also realize the danger... That's why we want to leave it up to you. Do you still want to accompany us on this journey?
(We have the option of returning to Japan and ending the game early. This doesn't count as an ending, though we do get some narration. Nonetheless, we're not going to do that.)
Joseph: ...I see. Thanks.
Jotaro: ...
Abdul: ...However, Dio's assassins are still under the impression that we've lost a teammate. We might be able to use this to our advantage. Why don't we entrust our necessary travel preparations to Emi?
Joseph: Good idea! We can have her help out without exposing her to whatever dangers surround us.
Emiko: But couldn't you just leave that to the Speedwagon Foundation?
Joseph: If we did that, we'd make our aims obvious... It'd be far too conspicuous to the enemy. Plus, none of the Foundation members can see Stands. They might run into trouble without a Stand user in tow.
Abdul: And of course, if one of us separates, there's no telling what'll happen. Since you no longer exist from the enemy's point of view, you're perfect for the job, Emiko!
Joseph: The Foundation will take care of the expenses, so money is no object! You'll pose as a rich tourist and buy something for us.
Emiko: Buy what?
Joseph: Heh... a submarine, of course! Preferably a small but powerful one. No matter how many Stand users he's enlisted, they can't follow us to the bottom of the ocean! It'll make our trip to Egypt a breeze! So? Can we count on you?
Emiko: ...Understood. Either way, I can't do much until I'm healed... you guys better get going.
Joseph: You got it. Thanks for everything. Just in case the worst happens, we've hired two bodyguards to accompany you.
Joseph: Alright, we're leaving it up to you three. Stay safe.
- - -
Kakyoin and Polnareff: !
Hol Horse: Now I've got you. You're in no place to be taking a relaxing stroll! I've already proved that you're no match for me! You should run while you still can! Got it?
Kakyoin: ...
Polnareff: ...
Hol Horse: I've caught up to you, so you might as well react a little! It's the end of your lives! Why not go out in a show of bravery!? C'mon! Show a little backbone!
Hol Horse: Are you listening to me...!? J. Geil!
Polnareff: Just quit it! He can't hear you... He's busy being tortured in hell!
Hol Horse: Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk... Come, now! Do you think I'm an idiot! That I'd fall for such an obvious bluff? His mirror stand is invincible! As if you could take him down! Not even I can do that... Cut the crap, Polnareff. Heh...
Polnareff: His body's four or five miles away if you wanna see for yourself. How about it?
Hol Horse: ...
Polnareff: Hey! Come back here, asswipe!
Hol Horse: I... I can't beat them under these circumstances! Not alone! I'll have to run away and wait for the next chance to strike! I work best in a group! Better to be #2 than #1, that's my motto! Any objections?
Joseph: We heard about Emi. ...We had to bury her in a shallow grave.
Hol Horse: I-I... I never meant to kill that girl... I only meant to knock her out with that shot! Honest! God damn it... it's all J. Geil's fault!
Kakyoin: The coward who stabbed Emiko in the back was J.Geil, but this guy's bullet delivered the killing blow. She'd have survived if she hadn't been stabbed, but... What should we do with this guy?
Polnareff: I'll lay down his sentence... Death!
Polnareff: What's with this chick?
Indian Beauty: Hol Horse! I don't know what they want with you, but your safety is all I need! It's my reason for living! Please hurry!
Polnareff: God, this woman...! C'mon, let go! What are you thinking!? Jotaro! Kakyoin! What are you doing!? He's getting away!
Jotaro: We're too late.
Polnareff: Argh!
Hol Horse: Well said, baby! Thanks to your compassion, I will live on! I'm running away because I love you, babe... Forever and ever!
Polnareff: Hey, don't scream! C'mon, woman!
Joseph: Lay off, Polnareff! You tugged on her arm so hard, she's bleeding... She was just being used. Besides, I don't think he intends to fight us anymore. He didn't attack us, and we don't have time to go after him.
Joseph: ...Hey, you. Show me your arm. We don't want it getting infected.
Joseph: Emi is gone... but we have to move forward. It's been nine days since we left Japan.
Indian Beauty: ...
A bit of the woman's blood splashed on Joseph's arm and stuck...
Polnareff: Well... So be it! To Egypt we go! Ready, guys!? All we gotta do is work together! Dio's no match for this team! If we split up, we're sitting ducks! Got it!? Now let's get a move on!
Kakyoin: ...Glad HE'S in a good mood.
Joseph: ...? Did you say something, Polnareff?
Polnareff: Mm? Nah... Maybe it was a fly buzzing around? There are a lot of 'em around here.
Joseph: Yeah, guess so... Hm?
Joseph: Speaking of flies, looks like I got bitten by something!
Kakyoin: Don't scratch it.
- - -
Emiko: Mr. Joestar instructed me to pose as an Arabian billionaire... Apparently, a lot of people in Saudi Arabia own submarines, so I'm supposed to go there and find someone who'll sell me one.
Stroheim: Hmm... German-made subs are unbeatable, but I guess desperate times call for desperate measures!
Speedwagon: All right, to Saudi Arabia! Let's waste no time, for Holly's sake!
Emiko: But we should be careful. This area is a warzone. That's why we're bringing all these weapons.
(Yuuup. With that being done, the Submarine Route will properly begin in the next update!)
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