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Hi! This is very random, but I suddenly recognised your username. You wrote 'Biohazard' on Spectrum Headquarters, didn't you? I enjoyed it and especially liked the illustrations. Great stuff - thanks for writing/drawing!
Oh hey yes! That's me! Quite a blast from the past that, I wasn't expecting this message and it's reminded me a whole bunch about that story. Thank you! I had a lot of fun writing it at the time even though I don't think I'll ever be able to read it again lol.
I feel I maybe got too exciting cramming in as many Resident Evil references as possible (there was even a reference to the unproduced George A Romero screenplay? I should have definitely cut that out). Even though there's bits of that fic I still remember fondly: the scene where Brad Vickers runs into Captain Black, the action scene where they have to rescue that scientist, Annette's death, and Magenta getting access to submachine guns.
My favourite Mysteron to write was Brad. Just since he was a Mysteron in the body of a coward it was great to play up the dramatic irony of the audience knowing he was evil but none of the other characters realising that.
It might have been one of the earliest fanfics that I actually published. But thank you! I liked doing all the extra illustrations, I thought it would be fun to draw Resident Evil with a slightly TV21 look to it.
Since I'm now into transformers I occasionally think about writing a Captain Scarlet/TF crossover. I think there is so much potential, especially since the Supermarionation world has so many cool vehicles for everyone to turn into. (I did write a Thunderbirds crossover at least).
#If I wrote Biohazard today I'd definitely make all the Spectrum characters less het#I mean... it's an organisation with rainbows on everything#Also in Biohazard none of the Spectrum officers actually got to kill any of the big monsters#Definitely something I'd change if I went over it again#Biohazard#Captain Scarlet and the Mysterons#Resident Evil#Old Fanfiction
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The 2 Supermarionation Thunderbirds movies of the 60′s are so easy to Vastly Improve and I can sum it up in one word: Crossover!!
To elaborate with a few more words; Crossover with the sister show that would soon be hitting TV Screens 👁👁
THUNDERBIRDS ARE GO [1966] has a plot about a manned mission to Mars, that initially fails as there was insufficient security, so they hire a ....Non-Profit Private Rescue Organisation?? Bwuh? To make sure the same two-bit domestic terrorist who’s main Deal is wearing disguises (and sometimes being armed) doesn’t stow away on an awkward flight to and from Mars.... well anyway, that rather daft plan to hire the people who should be busy with more important matters does work. They get to Mars and drive around a bit, but the Native Lifeforms of Mineral Fire Launching Snake Things scare them off. International Rescue’s actual rescue of the returning crew is very good though (albeit it’s an Operation Crash Dive copycat lol).
But, ooh! Mars? Alien Life? A Security Company being hired to supervise the launching and maybe be privy to the shocking revelations on the Red Planet? This would be SUCH a neat way to Backdoor Pilot some Spectrum action, set before the status quo of CSatM settles in... Spectrum were literally made to be an elite Security service before pivoting to having to focus so heavily on the Martian Threat!
Well anyway, let’s have a quick look’a the other movie, which was filmed at the same time as some’a CSatM
THUNDERBIRD 6 [1968] is a coma inducer of a movie, it is! Though I appreciate the attempt to have stronger focus on the characters, this is in practice only extended to a handful and leaves the others with nothing to do. The most notable part of this General Anaesthetic is Brains’ struggle to make the titular TB6 and that the Skyship One’s maiden voyage is being sabotaged by Not-The Hood and his motely crew of Imposter Crewmen, who murder and replace all the regular dudes in a shockingly cold blooded sequence by Thunderbirds standards, and this is before the cathartic finale of Thunderbirds 1 and 2 ....bombing the everloving shit out of Not-The Hood...... huh! That’s a darker shade of grey than they tend to dabble with, innit!
Hopefully you catch my drift; the crew being killed and replaced with imposters, and fiery doom befalling the Evil HQ is far more outta the Mysterons and Spectrum’s conflict playbook!
It really frustrates me that they had Carte Blanche to make whatever they wanted for these big exciting events, the movies of Thunderbirds. And they came up with some cool ideas, but wrapped it in hours of nothing significant, coming tantalisingly close to something truly special but choosing to focus on the wrong areas, like silly dream sequences or shooting lions in Africa like a fucking scumbag.
Now, TaG [66] predates the solidification of CSatM, and Thunderbird’s second season was cut short and the focus changed to an exciting new premise, but TB6 has no such excuse. If it was made to be a last hurrah, it goes off not with a bang, but like a damp squib. So many scenes go on without purpose, they even cotton on to the fact there is a Sus Imposter early-ish on but then take no action and even talk about being International Rescue in front of him! What on earth is going on, where’s the thrills, spills and automobiles that makes Thunderbirds such a cultural icon?!
I’m not saying shoehorning Spectrum into the movies we got would automatically make them better (but you’d hafta be trying awfully hard to make TB6 worse...), but rather if they had been baked in to the initial concept, with the story touching on both the similarities and the differences of International Rescue and Spectrum and how they deal with the situations presented, it would have been a radical idea that bridges the series and could whet the appetite for more of the sequel series. Instead the closest we get is that the Zero-X [or, another Z-X] made a separate mission to Mars, with Captain Black leading that mission...
There’s a lotta different ways having both Good Guy Organisations present and focused on coulda gone; cooperation or opposition, idealism vs pragmatism, the need to save every human possible and the dread of seeing the twin rings of light shining apon a rocket’s hull. It wasn’t to be, but both the series having similarities and parallels and being right next to each other still make me think they Could Have if they wanted to, but alas, they did not.
#Supermarionation#Thunderbirds#Thunderbirds are Go#Thunderbird 6#Captain Scarlet and the Mysterons#TAG (1966)#Thunderbirds Original Series#oh god I think that's all the quote unquote Formal tags needed#I kinda have more to say but maybe in future essays#like I've ragged on the movies before and could probably again#but I wanted to stay mostly-focused here#and also I'm more into CSatM than OG Tbirds. idk how obvious that is lmao
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Unfinished Business - Part Two
Sorry it took so long. Hope you can keep up and remember what happened in the last chapter.
Colonel Casey prided herself on being a fair judge of character. Heck, she hadn’t risen through the ranks whilst whizzing through the air on a skateboard. Nor had she chose to buy her way through her education either.
Money, her father often reminded her, didn’t buy experience. And boy, she’d had her fair share of action, blood, sweat, tears and cradling dying comrades in her arms.
But now, as she nervously paced outside the laboratory, she was beginning to have her doubts. The door swung open and a pale faced Brains stepped out, he looked deep in thought.
He flinched slightly when she gently took his arm. He looked directly at her with sorrowful eyes … and shook his head.
“Nothing?” she dared to ask.
“N…n… no,” came the stuttering reply, “we … tried.”
That was it … their last chance to save International Rescue. It was gone. Shattered completely. And to think, she’d promised Jeff faithfully that she would do everything in her power to keep his sons safe.
Her shoulders sagged as she turned away, letting her hand drop from the young engineer’s arm.
“We tried. Sorry Brains, for putting you through this.”
“It’s … quite … alright… Colonel Casey.”
She watched as Brains wandered off, muttering quietly to himself as he tried to go over all the different options. This one wasn’t just about machinery and technology. It was also a matter of great delicacy, involving having to deal with a fragile human brain. Something that Brains wasn’t quite familiar.
Sure, he could reenact artificial experiments with M.A.X. but that was just a carefully designed set of electronics and components.
He stopped and fixed his attention on the laboratory door, now closed firmly. The patient inside, had been an intriguing case and his life was literally hanging by a thread. One wrong move and it would be bye bye Mechanic.
The Hood had been very thorough when embedding wires and many other electronic gadgetry into the Mechanic’s brain. He had been very clever, adding in many fail-safes and tamper proof trip wires.
Brains knew that the Hood had been smart. But he also realised that this evil man would never get his own hands dirty. In order to fit everything in without triggering seizures and blackouts, that would have taken an exceptionally skilled neurosurgeon.
He stopped dead and snapped his fingers.
“That’s it!” he cried, much to the astonishment of Colonel Casey and a couple of guards who’d just started their duty rota.
Quickly, he grabbed his portable computer and started flicking through many pages before he found what he was looking for.
And his heart sank.
Reading aloud, he recited word for word the news article, regarding the world’s first class neurosurgeon … Elizabeth Sharpe. How her revolutionary techniques caught the attention of many hospitals. How she’d suddenly vanished without a trace….
“That has the Hood’s fingerprints all over it,” Casey muttered as she looked over Brains’ shoulder.
“Not … necessarily,” Brains replied, “to … to point fingers … we … we… need proof.”
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ao3 ask game
Thanks for tagging me, @leilakalomi! i love doing these haha
I have works on Ao3 under two pseudonyms, one as an author, one as an artist. I'll try and separate out the numbers so that's clear haha
1) How many works do you have on AO3?
69 (author - 46, artist - 23)
2) What’s your total AO3 word count?
932,767 (784182 are mine, the rest on fics I'm the author for)
3) How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?
4 - Good Omens, Batfamily, Doctor Who, Assassin's Creed
4) What are your top five fics by kudos?
Who We Were (M) - Batfamily
For Want of a Seed (T) - Good Omens
Make Him Proud (T) - Assassin's Creed
More Than Pennies on Pavement (G) - Good Omens
The Mathematical Improbability of Reaching the Stars (M) - Good Omens (cowritten with @d20owlbear)
5) Do you respond to comments, why or why not?
I try to! I'm a bit (a lot) behind right now, but people ask the best questions and give me their theories and thoughts and I love those conversations.
6) What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?
I love writing angst, so the majority of my fics are on the angstier side, though I mostly end them happily. The angstiest ending I've done recently was 'A Thousand Year Flood When We Meet' (E) or maybe 'Ravel' (T)
7) Do you write crossovers? If so what is the craziest one you’ve written?
Not usually. I've casually written fusions before (though I can't think of any of them that are posted), but I enjoy reading them far more than I enjoy writing them haha
8) Have you ever received hate on a fic?
Ah, yeah. It's the biggest reason I stopped writing in the batfamily fandom actually. Every time I posted a chapter I got multiple people picking apart every little detail for not being canon (in an ***AU***, it was wild) and it just stopped being fun.
9) Do you write smut? If so what kind?
I do! I've written a pretty wide spectrum of smut, but I tend to enjoy writing first times and trueform stuff the most (and also, in gomens, ineffable wives <3)
10) Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Not that I'm aware of.
11) Have you ever had a fic translated?
I have not. I think I'd die (in a good way haha) if anyone ever wanted to!
12) Have you ever co-written a fic before?
I have! I've done a lot of collabs as an artist/author pair (on both sides of that) and The Mathematical Improbability of Reaching the Stars (M) was fully cowritten with @d20owlbear (and we have a few other fics planned!)
13) What’s your all time favourite ship?
Aziraphale/Crowley. I honestly did not really ship anything in any fandom before good omens.
14) What’s a WIP you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?
WELL, I absolutely plan/hope to finish all of my WIPs one day, but I can safely say that my batfamily series of oneshots is the closest to dead. Like I said, the joy in that one was just completely lost.
15) What are your writing strengths?
I write pretty fast and I think I'm good at working fairytale elements into narratives. Also, I write killer outlines.
16) What are your writing weaknesses?
Action scenes are hard! I also find it hard to push through not being motivation on a WIP and just get words on the page sometimes.
17) What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?
AHA so, I have two entire fics dedicated to celebrating dialog in other languages; A Beast That Crawls (E, good omens) and Error 404: Translation Unavailable (G, Doctor Who)
18) What was the first fandom you wrote for?
Thunderbirds (the fic is no longer posted anywhere, so it's not counted in any of the previous stats)
19) What’s your favourite fic you’ve written?
Ahhh, impossible to say haha. A Beast That Crawls (E) comes from a really personal place and means a lot to me, The Mathematical Improbability of Reaching the Stars (M) was ridiculously fun to write, and I'm probably proudest of Mealy-Mouthed, Dirt-Bellied (M)
I'm not sure who has or hasn't done this, but mutuals, I'd love to see y'all's answers! Please considered yourself (no pressure) tagged <3<3<3
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Kamen Rider Thunderbirds: Prologue
Alright! My first fanfic! This is a crossover of two of my favorite fandoms, Thunderbirds and Kamen Rider. I had this idea for a long time and it's nice that I finally got the courage and the strength to write this. It is going to be a series so, stay tuned.
I want to give a big thanks to @willow-salix for giving me a little help. I was so nervous to ask, but I finally found some guts to do so. This is a small step for an amateur storyteller like me, so thank you Witchy!
Without further ado, enjoy the prologue.
“Heroes of Justice Have SAVED the Day!”
“Masked Fighters SPOTTED Riding on a Highway at 12:15 pm!”
“Kamen Riders: What are THEY?”
Those were some of the headlines the ex-astronaut kept seeing here and there. Kamen Riders… Jeff had first heard about those mysterious “karate bug-men” from his peers during his service in the Air Force. Kamen Riders, as far as Jeff can remember, had been in existence long before International Rescue had begun operations. Heck, they probably existed before Jeff himself was even born!
As far as he understood, those masked heroes of God-knows-what powers-they-had-under-their-belts, defended Earth from unknown threats since at least the ‘70s. It looked like they originated from Japan, and now they were known around the world. They were usually spotted riding on their futuristic-looking motorcycles towards the scene of chaos. More so than the disasters from the rescues.
The patriarch of International Rescue thought about how the people (if they are people at all) behind those masks were gifted with such power. By what he'd seen on TV, their “technology” seemed so advanced, sophisticated and powerful that he had a hard time believing in it. The thought of those heroes even existing before his time and having such tech gave a mighty fascination to Jefferson Grant Tracy. As far as he knew , no one had been able to replicate their ability to transform and gain powers since their appearance.
No government had been able to catch one of them. Despite the security being more strict and advanced than ever, the Kamen Riders somehow managed to slip through their fingertips. Not even WASP or Spectrum could capture those bug-eyed fighters.
Jeff took up the recent newspaper that came in by the mail plane, casually drinking his morning coffee as he read. Mundane as usual in those mornings.
When he reached the end though, a picture caught his eye. Something inside the smoke, big round eyes staring into the distance. The picture seemed to have been taken moments before that humanoid bug vanished into the fumes. The image reminded him of something. As he stared down at the photo, his thoughts slowly drifted back. Back to that fateful day…
“Mr. Tracy?” Jeff jumped at the familiar voice.
“Oh, Kyrano! It’s you,” he sighed with relief, looking up at his old friend standing near his office desk
“It’s them again, isn't it?” the Malaysian servant raised an eyebrow, looking at the papers Jeff was holding
“Yep. And they did it again!” Jeff smiled, reading down the news about the Riders’ latest victory.
“They are surely interesting individuals. I am not surprised that you are a bit interested in them,”
“Of course, Kyrano,” the head of International Rescue nodded, “and the mystery behind them fascinates me. They are so well known, yet no one has a clue of who they are.”
“Indeed, Mr. Tracy,” Kyrano agreed, “They have existed for so long, though the enigma has never been solved. And the only ones who can answer are the Riders themselves. However, it will be a wonder if they unveil their masks to us.”
“Absolutely, my friend,” nodded Jeff wholeheartedly, “Absolutely…”
Jeff was about to finish the newspaper when a certain painting of a blond began beeping. The patriarch wasted no time as he pressed a button. An ashtray seemingly glued to the desk lifted to reveal a microphone.
“Go ahead, John! What’s the situation?”
The painting on the wall had been replaced by a screen, showing the face of his middle son.
“Father! I received a distress call from the South of Mexico,” reported John, “Two explorers are trapped within a cave when an earthquake hit. They are running out of air and one of them broke a leg!”
“Right!” Jeff immediately sat upright, his baritone voice stern, “Try and locate those explorers. Once you found them, notify Scott on the way!"
"F.A.B!" The blond nodded before signing off, the screen turned back into a portrait.
Jeff looked to his side to see his two sons entered the lounge,
"Scott, Virgil," he called
“Yes, Father?” answered the Field Commander and the Mechanic of International Rescue,
“Launch Thunderbird One and Two,” commanded Jeff, “There are two explorers trapped within a cave in the South of Mexico. John will inform you both of the situation on the way. Now go! There’s not a moment to lose!”
“Yes, sir!” Both men took the command. Quick as a lighting, the eldest sons leaned on the peculiar parts of the walls within the lounge. After a few seconds, they vanished into the walls.
As he listened to the sound of the roaring engines of the Thunderbirds fade away moments later, Jeff looked back at the photo from the newspaper.
International Rescue had been in operations for a year. But the ever so mysterious heroes known as the Kamen Riders had been in existence for a long time.
Jeff wondered what these “karate bug-men” thought of his secret organisation. Had they started to pick interest in them? Had they become skeptical of them? He doesn't know.
But the ex-astronaut sensed that International Rescue and Kamen Riders are bound to bump into each other. Either by accident or not.
So many thoughts and questions in his mind, but he quickly casted them aside to focus more on the rescue that was going on at the moment.
Perhaps, its best to leave the Riders be…
… for now.
Feel free to give me constructive criticism and what do you think of my story so far. Have a nice day!
#Kamen Rider#Thunderbirds#Thunderbirds 1965#my fanfics#Kamen Rider Thunderbirds series#fanfiction#Nadrac writes a fic
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3 of the best Korean restaurants for takeout in Phoenix, Mesa, Glendale
Here are 3 of the best Korean restaurants for takeout and delivery in metro Phoenix
Dominic Armato Arizona Republic
Published 11:17 AM EDT Jun 25, 2020
We all have that place, right?
You know the place I’m talking about. The restaurant that doesn’t even need to be named when you make plans. The one that’s there for birthdays, celebrations, welcomes and farewells, feasts with friends the night before family holidays and anytime you’re tired and ragged and in need of good food and good company.
I lost mine when Café Ga Hyang — the underappreciated little west side Korean joint run by a charming culinary odd couple — suddenly disappeared without a trace. A year and a half later, I still miss it desperately.
There’s plenty of loss to go around these days, most of it far more consequential. But consider this a reminder to support the places you’d still like to have around when we emerge from the other side.
These Korean restaurants weren’t my place. But they’re all great, they all offer curbside or delivery and they’re all somebody’s place.
Hodori is an institution — the Valley’s bastion of traditional Korean cuisine dating back to a time before soondubu, gochujang and naengmyeon had worked their way into the Arizona mainstream.
Hodori special soon tofu soup at Hodori.
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Not to overstate our progress. That same Arizona mainstream maintains a blinkered focus on grilled meat to the exclusion of most Korean fare, but here’s a pro tip: Korean stews travel a lot better than Korean barbecue, and stews are Hodori’s specialty. They don’t do curbside, but you can order over the phone for carryout, and they’re also working with most of the delivery services.
Soondubu — tofu soup — is the essential app, its chile heat tailored to your preference, bolstered with options like shrimp, kimchi, spam or mushrooms to round out a hearty bowl. The house special — with beef, prawns, clams and oysters — is a mighty fine intro to the genre, rich and fragrant and bubbling hot.
On the opposite end of the spectrum is Hodori’s dogani tang, a milky elixir built on beef knuckles and brisket, a gentle, restorative broth with a hint of allium and ginger. Or, if you’re looking to feed an army, there’s the budae jungol — “Army Stew” — a Korean-American crossover product of the Korean War, stuffed with tofu, rice cakes, hot dogs, ramen noodles and spam.
Of course, not everything at Hodori comes in liquid format. They make a sizzling kimchi jun, a spicy griddled pancake stuffed with fermented cabbage and chunks of pork. Their jap chae bathes translucent noodles in a light sesame sweetness.
And yes, if you want, there’s plenty of grilled meat to go around.
Details: 1116 S. Dobson Road, Mesa. 480-668-7979, hodoriaz.com.
I don’t expect these months have been any easier for Korean restaurants where the focus is soju-infused nightlife. But among our late-night Korean party destinations, Ohya is one of the few that still stands tall if you take away the dine-in experience and focus on the food.
Ohya is up and running on most delivery apps, and though they don’t advertise it as policy, they’re amiable folks who are happy to run out a curbside drop.
Dduk bokk e (rice cakes) at Ohya.
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They feature the sushi, but that’s not why you’re here. You’ll want to focus instead on dishes like the dduk bokk e — chewy tubular rice cakes smothered in a thick chile sauce infused with onions and garlic.
Similarly fiery is their Korean fried chicken, encased in crunchy armor slicked with a gochujang-heavy sauce. And while it isn’t a house specialty like Hodori, Ohya makes a solid soondubu as well.
Grilled meats are also great, but it isn’t all sizzle and fire. One of my favorites at Ohya is the dduk mandoo gook — a thick but delicately seasoned beef broth, stuffed with rice cakes and dumplings and ribbons of swirled egg. A little touch of scallion and a light peppery punch and this is some excellent comfort food.
Details: 4920 W. Thunderbird Road, Glendale. 602-298-0110, goohya.com.
Seoul BBQ & Sushi
If you spy this joint while cruising down I-17, you might mistake it for one of the corporate monstrosities that line the freeway. But its hulking size notwithstanding, Seoul BBQ & Sushi plays like a quality independent when the food’s in front of you.
Whether you get it via delivery or curbside, this is the best restaurant banchan in town since Café Ga Hyang shut down. It’s a plentiful patchwork of pickled and fermented little nibbles, prepared with much more care than most local Korean restaurants muster.
Haemul pajeon (seafood pancake) at Seoul BBQ & Sushi.
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Seoul BBQ’s haemul pajeon is a winner — a thin, eggy seafood and scallion pancake with lacy edges and a zippy soy and vinegar dip — and they sling some formidable Korean fried chicken wings as well.
The soups can get showy. The galbi tang would be a familiar, if above average, helping of vegetable-stuffed beef broth if not for the Flintstones-esque dinosaur rib sticking out of the pot. And this is the only spot in town where I’ve found samgyettang, a milky, ginseng-rich pot of broth that contains a whole Cornish hen.
Seoul BBQ also makes an excellent tangsuyuk, a Korean-Chinese crossover dish that resembles American sweet sour pork. But the weather being what it is, I’m making a beeline for the mul naengmyeon — chewy, fine sweet potato noodles swimming in a pickly-tart, icy-cold beef broth with a little sharp, mustardy sting.
Details: 11025 N. Black Canyon Hwy., Phoenix. 602-441-0900, seoulphx.com.
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Published 11:17 AM EDT Jun 25, 2020
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