linked universe but the chain gets teleported into parkour civilisation & meet evbo and have to chose between doing a one block jump for the chicken or a one block vertical jump for the beef
i wanna know everyones #13 song on their wrapped playlist
I put an imposter in a hamster ball
Tennis racket is literally the best fidget toy. I can spin it in so many ways, I can hit people with it, I can touch strings.
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hero's aspect wild still has mipha's grace, right?
i'm rereading the whole fic and i got to the bit where hyrule is sure he would've killed wild if he'd been there when they first saw him. and i thought-
well ok. what if he did. like they kill wild before sky can tell them what's really happening and everyone is horrified and then he. comes back to life. all's well that ends well! except the trauma i guess
OH MAN
Oh no!
(Oh Yes)
They had messed up. They had messed up beyond messing up. âMessed upâ wasnât even an appropriate word for how badly things had gone wrong.
Legend stared silently as Hyrule, sobbing, tried to pour his Life spell into a corpse. Beside him, Sky was paler than ash, his eyes wide and his lower lip trembling. Only a moment ago he had burst through the brush, panting, and shouted for them to stop, that this wasnât a monster, it was a hero like them.
It was too late. Hyrule had shot true, his arrow going into one of the heroâs eyes and killing him instantly.
This couldnât be happening. It couldnât be real. It was a dream, a terrible nightmare, it-
Legend felt like the world was spinning without him. He couldnât focus. He heard himself saying that he was going to get Time, knew distantly that he was moving through the forest towards their camp, but he was in a daze.
Theyâd killed a hero.
He didnât know what he said to Time. He didnât know what the old man said, just that his eye flew wide and he looked sick. The rest of the heroes - the heroes that hadnât been part of the group that killed an innocent man - followed him to the river where the corpse was still lying prone and Hyrule was sobbing into his chest.
They eventually decided to give him a decent burial. It was the very least they could do. The new hero, whoever he was, was a big guy but Time could just about carry him back to camp.
They laid him out on a bedroll, as if he was only sleeping. It would take a while to dig a grave and they were determined to do this right, to clean the blood from his face and comb his hair before they buried him. They would take some of his jewellery, maybe his sword and that strange device on his hip so that they could give it to his own people if they ever went to his era.
Hyrule was still trembling as he removed the arrow from his eye and washed his face. Legend had no idea how the traveller, the sweet kind traveller, would ever forgive himself for shooting the killing shot. Legend had just been a part of the group that killed him and he felt wretched.
There was nothing he could think of to say.
Legend turned to see how the grave was getting on, and -
A gasp. The sound of someone stumbling backwards, and a whine.
Legend span around and screamed.
The dead man was no longer dead, and now was looking up at him with two wide, very frightened eyes.
What the f-
-
Link awoke with a gasp, his body aching and his head pounding. He had been dead a moment ago. He had been dead, he had been murdered and -
Oh Hylia, the boy who shot him was right beside him. Wild whined and tried to struggle away, but his limbs were heavy and numb after their temporary death. A few feet away someone screamed, a guy with pink hair who looked like heâd just seen a ghost. Which, yeah kinda.
But what the hell was going on?! Heâd died in the river, but now he was in a glade, under a blanket. Were-
Were they planning to bury him? The killing boy looked like heâd been crying, what the hell was going on?!
Voices began to ring out as a group of more boys and men began to crowd around him, all looking shellshocked and disbelieving. Some, he recognised from the hunting party, others he did not. The largest of the group, a tattooed man with one eye, pushed his way through the crowd and knelt at linkâs side.
âEveryone, give us some space. Sky, stay with me, help me explain.â
Link whined again, looking up at the tattooed man. Despite his intimidating figure he was looking down at him kindly. Link knew that he probably shouldnât trust him, but he did.
-
Okay so this was all batshit crazy. According to one-eye - Time, his name was Time - they were all heroes from across time, all called link, and all drawn here by mysterious portals. Sounded like a lot of woo-woo bullshit to Link, but then Timeâs friend, Sky, had let him hold his sword. The Master Sword.
Hylia, it was all true.
Call him crazy, but Link - Wild, he was now - didnât hold a grudge. Heâd died before, including by accident or at the hands of people who hadnât realised it was him and not a monster. It was fine.
Well, it wasnât fine, but Wild was forgiving and wanted to move on. Wanted to get to know his brothers.
It took a while. Weeks, really. He couldnât communicate properly, couldnât explain himself to them. Little by little, though, he broke down barriers between himself and the chain. The ones who hadnât been in the hunt first, then one by one, the others.
Four. Warriors. Legend. Sky.
And then Hyrule. Much as Wild wanted to move on, it was hard to build a bridge with Hyrule.
He knew why the traveller had done what he did, probably would have done the same in his situation. Honestly, he was even pretty impressed by his shot!
But his subconscious was another matter. He got nervous around the traveller without any real reason, and Hyruleâs guilt was clearly affecting him too.
Then, one day on a hike the traveller had pulled out a bow as he turned to listen for monsters and Wild had jerked away on instinct. The look of shock and guilt and grief he then got from the traveller after that was horrible, and that night he found Hyruleâs bow snapped in half in a ditch.
In the end it was food that united them. Wild had seen Hyrule by the campfire and steeled himself, walking over and plopping down beside him.
Hyrule immediately made to move, to give wild space, but wild stopped him, putting a hand on his wrist. He rumbled softly, and offered his slate.
It took a while to get his meaning across, but eventually Hyrule understood that he was asking for food suggestions. The traveller would never be a great chef, but he could follow instructions and was genuinely excited to help.
It was the first time they had ever actually done something together and⌠it felt nice. Right. When they were done they had a damn good meal for the chain, and Wild ruffled Hyruleâs hair fondly. The traveller smiled shyly back up at him.
By the time they first made it to Wildâs world, the time Wild had be killed by Hyrule felt like a bad dream.
ao3 turns 15 today
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(there's a lot of people asking about this, but the legal age to use social media is 13, except in few countries. so yes, there are people here under 15)
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Love how the lessening of my daily human interaction dose resulted in me losing my sense of fear.
I posted a fic I wrote with no hesitation and wrote the most unhinged post in my life. Awesome.
Guys, how do I cleanse the crippling guilt and the sticky paranoia off of my skin?
January is Thirsting
đŻWhoops đ¨âđŠâđ§âđŚ All âSwords â
I would like to preface this by saying FUCK YOU PEPPER!!!
it all started with this stupid set of messages....
And with that... we have.... the PVPciv genetics post... begin...
Alright so first off the dominance chart.
Swords are implied to be common enough to farm for durability, even at wood level where their only worth 59 points vs the unenchanted bows 384, tridents 250, and wood axes 59 (same as swords). Additionally, axes are fundamentally the same as swords and even have access to material upgrades in the same way swords do, implying that there's something specific that makes swords the better farming option. (Outside of potential lore things we might learn more about in season 2). With that, we make swords M (dominant) and axes m (reccesive) , the M standing for melee.
As swords are the most common, with axes being the other melee gene, we can infer that ranged combat has an incomplete dominance with melee, meaning if the offspring is heterozygous melee-ranged, they display the melee gene and not the ranged gene. Because tridents are rarer in game and have lower durability, ive decided to make them recessive to bows. We'll make bows R and tridents r, for ranged.
We have two potential leftover groups now. Crossbows, who we havent heard about in cannon, and as such im putting down as a theoretical gene, "c", and shields who i fucking hate.
Alright so shields? what the FUCK is up with shields??? So theres clearly less of them than swords in the sword faction, implying rarity, HOWEVER we have no idea if their in the other factions??? so are they super rare? are they so common their in every group?? are they like a middle ground??? what the FUCK is up with them???
So we have two possibilities here. Either their Dominant over every other gene, or Recessive to every other gene. I fucking hate them. Making them D/d for defense. fucking assholes.
Alright fucking tree time bitches!!! the fun part!!! i am completely ignoring sex as a factor it dosent exist you cant make it ok i have an entier rant about it and i refuse to get into minecraft player biology any more than i have to here. I will post that shit later and link it but now is not the time your here for weapons genetics and your getting that and only that.
Time to break this fucking thing down. Alright so Full square is homozygous, half n half is heterozygous. Dominant/visible trait on the right. Color key top right. Also, for the sake of not having "whoops all swords" i picked the most recessive/bottom left corner of my puntte squares, we cool? So we have one of each pairing , ignoring sheilds and crossbows. Sword-Axe, Sword-Bow, ect ect.
First up, Sword Axe and Sword bow. we have two swords, each with their non-sword parents weapon being carried.
Similar story here, exept we have one sword and one axe, both carrying the trident gene.
And this ones Axe-bow, With the axe carrying the bow gene and the bow carrying the trident gene.
Onto gen two, we get a little silly here, and my comment about how the squares work comes into play.
Our homozygous sword couple ends up making an axe! This is through god-meddling though, and they actually have a 75% chance of making another sword. Another set of Sword-axe and Sword-Bow, but there is a chance for a homozygous Sword here.
This couple had twin tridents! for my sake... this project is a big enough mess as it is and i needed two squares so they get two.
And our last gen 2 couple, axe-bow and bow-trident. They get a beutiful baby bow, carrying trident.
Gen 3 bay thank god its almost over
Our first trident twin gets married to the Axe here, and they end up with a bow! just like peepaw, wow, amazing.
And our second trident twin here ends up with another full-trident.
Now, for funsies, heres the chart but with me picking the top right/most dominant gene square and to show you what i meant by "whoops all swords"
As you can see, their all fucking swords. exept for that one singular axe in gen 3. Whos kid is a sword. Their all swords. all of them. No wonder these bitches getting farmed good got they ate every other gene.