✨OLD TECHNOLOGICAL GROWTH✨

The 70 year old man is not surprised by the reactions but rather amused.

As he took a seat at the most sacred table of assassins he looked not at the other lesser assassins but only looked straight at the head mancho himself, Brutus Kong.

Brutus Kong was a big burly man who wore a black fukumen. The only thing visible were his eyes, which were abnormal compared to anyone else eyes to say the least. When the old man looked straight into Brutus Kongs eyes mostly everyone assumed Brutus would tell him to buzz off.

But the ones that truly knew him knew what he was about to do. Brutus then stood up and walked towards the man, their eyes never faltering from one another’s gaze then when the mighty assassin was in front of the old man he only bowed his head and said words no one expected...

“Welcome Sensei, I’m glad you could make it here...shall we begin?”

Everyone’s gazed turned back to the old man who only smiled at Brutus and spoke lightly towards all.

“We shall, let us begin why we are all here today...”

He then all of sudden jumped onto the sacred table pulling out a blade of amber.

“Let us see who will see the gods today”

In all but what seemed to be one measly second all of the assassins were down on the ground. Dead.

Only leaving three alive. Brutus. The old man and most importantly...the chosen one.

Once a year, the best assassins meet in a secret location. Showing their best kills, everyone is surprised when they see a 70 year old man walk in.

“KEVIN!”

“What is it, Walter?”

“You up to pranking Jeff today?!”

“I don’t know, Walt. He seemed genuinely upset when you had me in a chokehold-“

“Awwwwwww, come on evil bibble!”

“Ew, never call me that again, Walter.”

“WAIT! YOU GAVE ME AN IDEA-“

“I swear if your gonna mention something as stupid as “death ray” or “taking over the world” AGAIN imma cry-“

“NO. BETTER.”

“OKAY...what is it-“

“HOW BOUT WE FAKE MY DEATH?!”

“....sure”

“GREAT! EVIL TWIN HIGH FIVE!”

“Evil twin high five-“

It was then that Sunblast (Walter) was freaking blown out of existence of existing by no other then PitchBlue (Kevin).

Jeff literally had to travel to all 7 realities, become a badass, get traumatized to find his dear brother...only to get FLIPPING fOOLED-

You’re the town’s superhero. Your greatest enemy is the town’s supervillian. However, secretly, your both brothers. This isn’t anything tragic, as your whole destructive rivalry is actually just a massive prank on your third brother, the mayor.

These will be useful for me and others!

Thank you so much!!

October Prompts 🎃

Word prompts to use for doodling or writing

ruffled hair

apple scent

full of colors

walks in the forest

autumnal

falling leaves

chestnuts

umbrellas

ravens

Oktoberfest

pumpkin spice

cornfields

black cat

spooky

first wine

flying kites

whispers

picking apples

ghosts

sweater weather

acorns

pile of leaves

harvest

fog

Jack-o-lanterns

campfire

witches

samhain

stormy days

seance

trick-or-treat

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I REPEAT

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TRAVEL LOG: 058

DATE UNKNOWN: GALAXY UNKNOWN:

CAPTAIN OF CRUMBLEWAY: VESPER TAYLIN

BOTH SHIP, CAPTAIN AND CREW: MISSING.

PLAYING RECORDING…

//Noises of screaming, wreckage and what seems to be a undocumented creature screech can be heard throughout this recording//

I don’t- I don’t have much time.

I don’t know where we are, where we went and how we even got here but I can describe…THIS…

This creatures takes the form of you.

This creature no matter dog, cat, human or even another alien species it will take your place and be you and it will EAT YOU.

IT ATE CASSIAN, KENYA AND CLOVE, IT TORE UP OUR REACTOR, THIS SHIP MAY EXPLODE I’M UNSURE!

ALL I KNOW IS THAT PLEASE DON’T GO TO A BLUE PURPLE PLANET WHOSE CLOUDS WHICH ARE AS RED AS BLOOD. IT WILL FIND YOU AND IT WILL EAT YOU OR…Worse.

This thing is strong, but also smart…it took…it took Amber’s face and pretended it was her and then…PLEASE.

HEED MY WARNING. FORGET ABOUT ME, THE SHIP, THE RESOURCES BUT DON’T EVER FORGET THE LEGACY OF MY CREW!

DON’T COME HERE PLEASE! PLEA-

//Screams can be heard and blaring of alarms//

“…Hello?”

//The recording abruptly cuts off, static can be heard afterwards//

END OF RECORDING…

A young woman could be heard at the end of the recording, it was later identified to be 19 year old, Amber Danae Taylin, Child of Vesper Ryker Taylin who is proclaimed dead.

Crew that suspect to be alive consist of-

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Cassidy Chip Conahay (Age: 24, Status: Unknown)

Robin Stellis Cresswell (Age: 25, Status: Unknown)

Billie Gaz Fenlen (Age: 36, Status: Unknown)

Loreleli Belle Sutherland (Age: 29, Status: Unknown)

Snoopy the Astrodog (Breed: Mutt, Age: 5 (36-66 in Dog Years) Status: Unknown)

and Ship, Codenamed “CRUMBLEWAY” and a important mineral called “Vesparis” is proclaimed missing.

Crew proclaimed Dead consist of-

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Cassian Clyde Conahay (Age: 27, status: DEAD)

Kenya Glade Abbot (Age: 27, Status: DEAD)

Clove Marrium Heymower (Age: 78, Status: DEAD)

Amber Danae Taylin (Age: 19, Status: DEAD)

Captain Vesper Ryker Taylin (Age: 56, Status: DEAD)

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Known so far:

The crew was tasked to collect more of the mineral known as “Vesparis” a blue crystal that can give energy to an entire planet by only using a crystal the size of a pea.

The collecting of “Vesparis” was done at a Planet known as “Cessandris”, close to our galaxy known as the Metroway.

But due to faulty conditions of the ship they landed on a unknown planet, now described to be a planet of- “BLUE PURPLE PLANET WHOSE CLOUDS WHICH ARE AS RED AS BLOOD.”

They were stuck in this planet for 8.286 weeks and during this time ASO has sent out multiple searcher ships to look for the lost crew.

The Ardonis Space Organization barely picked up much of Captain Taylin’s space logs due to how isolated this planet was from any space organization ruled planet. Only three were recovered.

Space Log 001.

Space Log 039.

Space Log 058.

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The Final Log before the ASO found out it was too late for five of “CRUMBLEWAY”’s crew to be rescued.

Star Commander, Lee Jupiter Taylin has commanded that a small team now known as “Team Rogue” would research, study and investigate what happened to the crew of “CRUMBLEWAY” and see if the lost crew are still alive and can be able to return back home and found dead crew members and return them back home to get a proper burial.

Most notably, to find out who or what has done this.

Much is too be done. As of right now, “Team Rogue” is starting recover more of Captain Taylin’s space logs, two more are almost complete and the creature heard during space log, 058 is being researched.

The Planet known simply as “Rogue” is yet to be discovered but when it does, Star Commanders, Soleil Edna Hatton, Mark Zeke Bondnavist, Hayden Fitzroy Sutherland and Lee Jupiter Taylin gave the command to recover what was lost and to kill whatever has done this.

END OF LOG..

Spaceships have been disappearing in deep space for unknown reasons. One day the log of one lost ship is found.

Hera: Axel, darling we’re all out of chips & dip for tonight! Would you like to come with me to-

Zeus: …Hera.

Hera: …Zeus.

Axel:

“I’m sorry I’m dating, who?!” You say in shock. You just found out your girlfriend was the greek goddess Hera, how? By her ex husband Zeus arriving at your door and threatening you to give her back. This is going to be a long day…

~A Letter To a Autobot~

I’m not a poetry or brief summary type of guy.

When I talk about something. I like to go ALL in.

In this letter, I hope that I can say all I need to say about your…poem.

I loved you too Orian. Deeply.

I wanted nothing more but to drop everything, EVERYTHING for you!

You made me feel safe & happy, things in my life I never experienced much of.

I wanted nothing more but to be yours.

But I couldn’t because they needed me. I needed someone like me. I am in a position where I can change things.

And I did.

Bots started to care about the ones that slaved away at those mines. Bots started to care about me. A lowly caste slave that fought & killed. And…I was ”blessed” with the name Megatronus.

I did what I had too to survive. I spoke out and did what I had to do for change. For not just me, but for the other bots that suffered far worse then I and those bots that died horrid & cruel deaths..But when I met you, I was selfish.

I finally had something I could call my own. Love.

How it can blind you more then sulfur, believe me I would know.

I wanted you.

But Orion…Optimus…WHOEVER YOU ARE ANYMORE YOUR CONFUSING ME.

Your letter was confusing because I don’t know what you want?

You want me to surrender? Truce? Make up? Keep fighting? DIE?!

You yourself are confused at what you truly want.

Well…I know what I want.

I am not giving up all this work, all this pain all this progress just to run back to you.

This ends when one of us is dead, Optimus.

I miss you. But one has to win.

And one has to fail.

“Yeah I know…but within those two years you kept trying to kill me.”

“I mean YEAH! That’s the gig of being a bad guy, Darlin!”

“AYE! You ain’t there yet bud! You didn’t even ask me out!”

“…so…want to go out for dinner tonight?”

“I-I wow-“

“Smooth, ain’t i? Wait why do have a gUN-“

“did you not see i was flirting with you? at all?!”

“to be fair, you are very hard to read,”

“it’s been two years!”

Talking ⭐️ Stars

I like looking at the stars.

It ain’t a unique hobby but to me it’s a very special kinda hobby.

When I was younger I grew up in a city. The street lights were my stars and as a kid the sirens of police cars or an ambulance sirens would lul me to sleep...they still do sometimes!

I was a independent child. Two hardworking parents who never had that much time for me. Still they loved me...I think.

One time my mom came into my room one night and hugged me until I fell asleep, around that time it was when my parents marriage had some cracks and they wanted to fill them.

She hugged me, she told me how much she loved me...and that she was sorry. I was 14 when she did that. She said sorry that she was around, like she was around but not you know AROUND.

She says that she regrets not spending that much time with me when I was younger. Instead having our service dog do all that. I had a service dog as a kid...why? Eh, I don’t really like talking about it.

But when I was a tween and a teen it was hard to get out of bed...hard to eat, hard to take care of myself. I wanted to disappear. A couple of times I almost did.

But Pico helped me. He was a very polite doggo. He always wanted cuddles and always wanted to help me out....especially after a anxiety attack.

I’m still recovering. I’m still trying to believe my mothers words, that I matter and that I’m loved by her and my dad.

My dad..He died when I was 18 years old. It was a car accident. It was before my birthday and he said that he wanted to make up for not being there for me when I was a kid and says that not that I’m a adult that we should try rekindle our Father/Child relationship.

He was gonna give me a surprise gift...he wanted to take me to Japan. He and Mom soMeHOw knew I loved anime and always wanted to move to Japan. He was gonna take me there.

Before he died.

It was hard. My entire life has been pretty hard.

Coming out as non-binary to my parents made it less hard. They knew I was not their son nor daughter, I was their child. They loved me for who I am.

My friends didn’t have a positive reaction. Still addressing me as “Corbin” then “Jay”. I had it and just cut them off. I realized on how toxic they became. They all gossiped and just said terrible things I dare not repeat.

But now...I’m passed that. I’m Jay Garcia. I’m 23 years old and I’m a artist who loves anime and painting. I love the stars.

Someday...I’m going to be there.

To rephrase this “Your putting a descendent of a wolf into sheep’s clothing”...and that descendent lOOKS LIKE DIS-

WHAT A CUTIE PIE! WHAT A FLOOF! I JUST WANT TO PET DA PUPPER FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER I CAN’T-

Putting a wool sweater on your dog is putting a wolf in sheep’s clothing