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The joy of being able to block people with Incorrect Superman Takes today has been an absolute blast man

The neurodivergent urge to do this

You need.. you need to unmute…

WEIRDLY SPECIFIC BUT HELPFUL CHARACTER BUILDING QUESTIONS

What’s the lie your character says most often?

How loosely or strictly do they use the word ‘friend’?

How often do they show their genuine emotions to others versus just the audience knowing?

What’s a hobby they used to have that they miss?

Can they cry on command? If so, what do they think about to make it happen?

What’s their favorite [insert anything] that they’ve never recommended to anyone before?

What would you (mun) yell in the middle of a crowd to find them? What would their best friend and/or romantic partner yell?

How loose is their use of the phrase ‘I love you’?

Do they give tough love or gentle love most often? Which do they prefer to receive?

What fact do they excitedly tell everyone about at every opportunity?

If someone was impersonating them, what would friends / family ask or do to tell the difference?

What’s something that makes them laugh every single time? Be specific!

When do they fake a smile? How often?

How do they put out a candle?

What’s the most obvious difference between their behavior at home, at work, at school, with friends, and when they’re alone?

What kinds of people do they have arguments with in their head?

What do they notice first in the mirror versus what most people first notice looking at them?

Who do they love truly, 100% unconditionally (if anyone)?

What would they do if stuck in a room with the person they’ve been avoiding?

Who do they like as a person but hate their work? Vice versa, whose work do they like but don’t like the person?

What common etiquette do they disagree with? Do they still follow it?

What simple activity that most people do / can do scares your character?

What do they feel guilty for that the other person(s) doesn’t / don’t even remember?

Did they take a cookie from the cookie jar? What kind of cookie was it?

What subject / topic do they know a lot about that’s completely useless to the direct plot?

How would they respond to being fired by a good boss?

What’s the worst gift they ever received? How did they respond?

What do they tell people they want? What do they actually want?

How do they respond when someone doesn’t believe them?

When they make a mistake and feel bad, does the guilt differ when it’s personal versus when it’s professional?

When do they feel the most guilt? How do they respond to it?

If they committed one petty crime / misdemeanor, what would it be? Why?

How do they greet someone they dislike / hate?

How do they greet someone they like / love?

What is the smallest, morally questionable choice they’ve made?

Who do they keep in their life for professional gain? Is it for malicious intent?

What’s a secret they haven’t told serious romantic partners and don’t plan to tell?

What hobby are they good at in private, but bad at in front of others? Why?

Would they rather be invited to an event to feel included or be excluded from an event if they were not genuinely wanted there?

How do they respond to a loose handshake? What goes through their head?

What phrases, pronunciations, or mannerisms did they pick up from someone / somewhere else?

If invited to a TED Talk, what topic would they present on? What would the title of their presentation be?

What do they commonly misinterpret because of their own upbringing / environment / biases? How do they respond when realizing the misunderstanding?

What language would be easiest for them to learn? Why?

What’s something unimportant / frivolous that they hate passionately?

Are they a listener or a talker? If they’re a listener, what makes them talk? If they’re a talker, what makes them listen?

Who have they forgotten about that remembers them very well?

Who would they say ‘yes’ to if invited to do something they abhorred / strongly didn’t want to do?

Would they eat something they find gross to be polite?

What belief / moral / personality trait do they stand by that you (mun) personally don’t agree with?

What’s a phrase they say a lot?

Do they act on their immediate emotions, or do they wait for the facts before acting?

Who would / do they believe without question?

What’s their instinct in a fight / flight / freeze / fawn situation?

What’s something they’re expected to enjoy based on their hobbies / profession that they actually dislike / hate?

If they’re scared, who do they want comfort from? Does this answer change depending on the type of fear?

What’s a simple daily activity / motion that they mess up often?

How many hobbies have they attempted to have over their lifetime? Is there a common theme?

TOMORROW IS HALLOWEEN!!!

FOUND family??? you think i just found them like this??? babes this is FORGED family. Me & the bros were scrap metal in a junkyard (very valuable, very sharp, very dangerous, uncared for) and we GOT IN THE FUCKING FIRE TOGETHER. WE did this. we said I AM NOT LEAVING YOU and melted into each other for better or for worse (it’s for better) and we are A FUNCTIONAL UNIT now. DO NOT SEPARATE. BATTERIES FUCKING INCLUDED. FOUND family my ass, we built this non-nuclear family unit from the ground up, don’t devalue this!!! it was is and will be a labour of love!!!

HEY TUMBLR! I DESPERATELY WANT TO DESTROY SOMEONE IN AUSTRALIA!

SOMEONE STOLE MY BEST FRIEND'S $2000 EBIKE IN BROAD DAYLIGHT AND GOT AWAY WITH IT

HELP THEM GET A NEW ONE

The details: One of my best friends in the entire world, @takenbynumbers, has been having a rough time lately. Their birthday is on the 10th, but the last couple months have been complete hell—and then today someone stole their ebike from where it was locked up right outside their place of work, in the lot, in front of the doors, in broad fucking daylight.

Nobody saw anything. All that was left was their extremely hefty lock, which was sliced to nothing, and their helmet.

They need this bike to get around, first and foremost, but also it's an integral tool in retaining their literal physical mobility, as it's a low-impact exercise that helps stave off the deterioration of their hips due to a hereditary condition. A police report has been filed, but that's not likely to go anywhere—these things are never recovered.

If you're going "wait a second, didn't one of your friends have an ebike stolen a couple years ago?" you are correct! This is the same friend! Last time someone broke into the locked secure storage cage at the apartment complex where lived and stole it in the middle of the night—they got a lock to make sure that couldn't happen again, and THIS TIME SOME JACKASS USED BOLT CUTTERS!

I AM SO FUCKING MAD BUT I AM IN THE WRONG HEMISPHERE TO ENACT REVENGE

If we can raise enough to get them a new one it would be the best birthday present in the world. External links deboost posts all over the net, so PLEASE signal boost this if you can. Everything helps.

Stuff kids on tumblr better relearn

1. You are responsible for your own media experience. 

2. There is such a thing as a healthy level of avoidance towards topics that make you feel unwell or even (in a real-life clinical definition of the term) trigger you - but you are the one to actively take care of what you view.

3. Avoiding does not mean policing others.

4. You have no right to tell artists to censor themselves - you may criticize what others do, you may dislike it, that’s fine - but actively asking for censorship when you could easily unfollow or block a person just makes you look incompetent in your use of the internet.

5. Do not give people on tumblr or /any/ website the responsibility for your emotional well-being. Because these people do not even know you so no, you have no right to ask them to take care of you.

Just discovered the queue, this thing is amazing

Horizon AU: Twin Flames

Zero Dawn Act - Chapter 1: "A gift from the stars"

"What if Beta grew up with Aloy as an outcast?"

AU by @mariana-souza and proofreading by @beanswithbones

Chapter's word count: 3030

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Earth is ours no more.

Metallic beasts ruled the world; the skies, water, and land were their dominion. They had various sizes and shapes, but their bright armor and artificial lights showed they were not nature's creations. They peacefully coexist with organic life unless provoked. 

Many ruins from a long-lost civilization were taken by nature, and only their metal and stone skeletons still stand as a reminder to humankind of the missteps of the Old Ones.

Surrounded by mountains and isolated from the rest of the world lay the Nora Sacred Lands; people lived by the extensive base of the region's highest peak.

Away from the tribe's settlements lived a little girl called Aloy. Her orange-fire hair made her very distinguishable from the rest of the tribe members.

Even though when she was a newborn, her name was blessed by one of the high matriarchs of the Nora, she was made an outcast like her guardian, a man called Rost.

One day, Aloy was watching a group of kids taught by a Nora Mother how to collect berries. Wanting to join the group, she went on her way to pick some good berries as well.

Carefully, Aloy approached the Nora Mother and tried to hand her the berries. But the moment the woman saw her right there, she froze, scared; it was like a monster was before her.

The woman quickly stepped away and took the other kids with her. "She's an outcast, to be shunned," she told the other kids, apprehension noticeable in her tone. 

Some kids looked at Aloy with fear, others with a judgemental look. 

That made Aloy's blood boil; that wasn't a new behavior of other tribe members towards her. What did she do wrong? Why do they treat her as if she is a bad omen or a ferocious machine? Was it all because she didn't have a mother?

She bolted away from that place, crying in anger and despair. Through many bushes, she ran and many rocks she stumbled. But she didn't stop; the pain of being shunned was too much for such a little kid like her to bear.

With her eyes blurred from tears, she didn't see a massive hole in the ground. When she realized she was already free-falling.

She rolled down a high stony hill until she fell into a deep water poll. She had difficulty leaving the cold water because of the pain but could stand up nonetheless.

She called for Rost as loud as she could, but the place was too deep for her voice to reach the surface; she had to find a way out alone.

The place was a labyrinth of tunnels dug by the erosion of the elements. Even if some sunlight was coming in, the area was cold as ice. The cold air was cutting through Aloy's skin like needles. A few places were tight, but Aloy could pass through.

After some walking and a jump scare of a few bats, Aloy reached an odd and prominent place; the air got even colder once she stepped on the metal floor. The perfect geometrical structures of the area left her with no doubt, "Could this be… Ruins of the metal world? One of the old places!" she whispered, baffled.

As she looked at the place, she noticed that a portion of it was covered with rocks, and it wasn't any rock formation that looked like a landslide. There were just small holes at the top through where air and light were coming in.

"Rost said those places are forbidden… But I have to find a way out…" she commented as she slowly descended the small metal stairs from the platform she was on.

Observing the place, she felt the dread of the cold. The place was lifeless, even if some cavern animals and small plants were inside it. The atmosphere there was heavy as if she was inside an underground cemetery. The metal constructions were plain and precisely geometrical, a visual only found in ruins of the Old World.

Aloy retook a look from a new angle at the landslide in hopes of finding a way out, but instead, she spotted a kid, around her age, near the rocks; To her surprise, the kid was alive; she could see their chest going up and down with their breath. 

With careful steps, she approached the kid. When she got closer, she noticed their hair was orange, just like hers. But their clothes were oddly plain white, made of a material she had never seen before.

"Hey!" She shook the kid's shoulder. 

The little girl began to mumble some words but didn't wake up. Aloy shook her again, and the girl started to speak louder, "No… No… red stars… Falling… No… The blood moon. Ne-Nemes…"

"HEY! Wake up!" Aloy shouted, worried, while she slapped the girl's shoulder, as she thought the girl was having a heavy nightmare.

Suddenly, the girl woke up in a blast and screamed, "GAIA!" her voice echoed through that vast empty place, and an intense headache immediately overcame her.

That froze Aloy, scared, but seeing the other kid in distress snapped her back. "Hey, hey, it's okay now," she tried to comfort her.

The girl was breathing in panic; some tears streamed down her cheeks. As the headache subsided, she began to look around, scared, as if looking for someone.

"Hey, my name is Aloy… What's yours?" Aloy asked curiously but also worried; she hadn't seen someone in such distress before.

The girl took a moment to process what Aloy asked while they stared into each other's eyes.

"Beta… I think…" she responded, slightly uncertain.

"You think?!" Aloy blurted, confused.

"Where are we?!" Beta asked as she was getting up.

"In some ruins of the Old World."

"I got that. I meant territory," Beta asked again, sounding anxious.

"The… Nora sacred lands," Aloy responded, visibly confused.

Beta stared at her incredulously; she didn’t know what she was talking about. She became thoughtful and began to look around, looking for something… or someone, until she saw a person's hand on the cliffside; the body was undoubtedly buried.

Aloy noticed where Beta was looking and saw the same thing, "Was… That person with you?" worry evident in her tone.

"I guess…?" Beta responded with uncertainty.

She then started to walk around in circles, trying to dig up her memories. She was shivering as the cold air current of the place was slowly affecting her. She was stroking her hands in her arms in an attempt to warm up.

Aloy couldn't understand what was happening with Beta, but she noticed her shivering. She took off her blue scarf and handed it to her. "Here, let me wrap this around your neck and shoulders. I'm not a stitcher, but your clothes don't look warm."

Beta genuinely was caught off guard by Aloy's kindness, "Th-thank you…."

"Let's find a way out of this place," Aloy said, calm, as she adjusted the scarf on Beta. She nodded in response and decided to follow Aloy.

While they were trying to find a way out, Beta was trying to recall how she got there. Unfortunately, she only had vague images in her head that mostly looked like they were from a dream. 

Who was she? Where did she come from? Who was that person that died on the cliffside? Why are her clothes so different from Aloy's?

The more she tried to remember facts about herself, the more she realized how amnesiac she was. She wasn't even sure if "Beta" was her name.

"What it's that?!" Aloy's voice broke through Beta's thoughts.

Aloy was observing a corpse being bathed by sunlight; some grass was growing by the body already. But she was looking at a shiny thing at the corpse's head, a little triangle-shaped item.

She carefully took it off to take a better look. It was made of metal and had a blue light string, and it was oddly similar to machines.

Beta looked around and found another corpse in the shadows with the same device in its head. Like Aloy, she took it too.

"hehe, it's like a tiny little machine," Aloy commented, amused by how cute the device was.

"This is a Focus. You put it in your temple like this," Beta said while demonstrating what she meant. When she got the device near her skin, it attached to her left temple like a magnet.

Aloy did the same right after. When the device was attached to her right temple, many images made out of light appeared all around the place. It was such a change of scenario that she fell off, surprised, mesmerized by the light pictures.

On the other hand, Beta wasn't surprised at all; she seemed pretty used to it.

"Are you seeing the lights too?" Aloy asked as she got up.

"Uhh…Yeah?" 

"Why are you not surprised?" 

Beta stopped, looking wide-eyed at Aloy and thinking about that question. She couldn't recall where she had seen such lights before, but she was sure that wasn't something new to her.

"I don't know…." Beta responded, sounding concerned. "Let's keep going, okay?"

They continued their way into the ruins. Aloy was mesmerized by the lights that surrounded and took the shape of devices and details on walls. Some were glyphs, which Beta could comprehend with no problem. 

Beta also showed Aloy how to interact with and analyze devices they found around. The focus would reveal interactable mechanisms they could use to open doors, activate more significant devices, and so on.

They stopped by the entrance of a small room, there was a corpse by the door, and it had an active focus in its head. 

When Aloy analyzed the focus, an image of a man on his knees appeared, Aloy got jump scared, but Beta stood on her feet.

"A holo message," Beta commented under her breath.

The man looked happy and playful, with a little cone-shaped hat on his head. "Happy Birthday, Isaac! Daddy sure does love his little big man."

The man's enthusiasm was contagious, and the girls giggled happily, listening to the message.

"Look, Daddy can’t be there with you and Mom, but… We can still have a party, right? Sure we can.” He blew up a small thing that made a loud honk sound making the girls laugh.

"Haha, Can it repeat?" Aloy asked Beta.

Beta swung her right hand in the air, and the message started over.

"Wow! How do you know so well how all these work?" Aloy asked, astonished.

Beta's smile then vanished. "I… I don't know… I can't remember." She stood in place, rubbing her hands nervously and sweating apprehensively. 

"You alright there?" Aloy asked. But Beta didn't hear her; she was lost in her thoughts.

"Hey!" Aloy put her face in front of Beta. Beta looked at her but didn't stop her from fidgeting.

"Are you okay?" Aloy repeated the question.

Beta's eyes got teary; she didn't make eye contact with Aloy and fell to her knees. "I-I-I don't know! I can't remember a thing about how I got here! How and why I know how all these work! It's… Everything's so blurry! Nothing makes sense!" She began crying desperately, scared of her situation.

Aloy felt a pressure in her chest; she didn't want her new and first friend her age to be like that… But she didn't know what to do; that was a new situation, and Rost wasn't there to guide her.

"All… All I can think of is about a horrible feeling…." Beta continued between sobbing and sniffing.

Aloy knelt by her side to listen closely. "What feeling?" 

Beta swallowed her tears to catch a breath, "I know that… some people are looking for me, but like… They are bad people! I'm very sure of that! But I don't even remember their faces or names!"

While Beta's sobbing echoed in that large metal room, Aloy was thoughtful. Rost wasn't there to tell her what it was right to do, so she had to decide alone. 

"Don't worry, Beta! I will protect you from those evil people!" Aloy said confidently and with a wide smile.

Beta slowly moved her head to look at Aloy, her eyes red and swollen from crying. "What?" she said almost in a whisper, incredulous at Aloy's attitude.

"YEAH! I'm an outcast with my mentor, Rost. We live isolated from everyone else!" Aloy responded enthusiastically. "You can hide with us while we learn how to fight and survive in the wilds!"

Even though she didn't know the real reason behind that feeling, Beta's eyes began to shine with the glimpse of hope she had found someone to trust. 

She leaped towards Aloy and hugged her tightly. "Thank you!" She cried again.

That got Aloy off guard, as Rost wasn’t a warm and loving person, and that was the first time she ever got hugged. She carefully wrapped her arms around Beta's frame; she had no idea how much strength she could do.

'That's how a hug feels like?' Aloy thought. The comfort, the heart warmth; that was something new for both of them, as Beta somehow knew that was her first hug.

As they let go of the hug, Aloy reinforced, "I will protect you, okay? I promise."

Beta nodded happily. "I trust you. Thank you," She said as she cleaned her tears.

They continued their way into the ruins, almost feeling like they were walking in circles; hence every room nearly looked the same. 

After some issues to make some doors get to work again, Aloy commented, "How could people live in places like this? All this metal is so… cold…."

"This is a bunker people used as a shelter. For like… hide from deadly weather," Beta responded quickly.

"So where did they live then?" 

"By… the surface, at towers tall as mountains." 

Aloy got even more curious. "Oooh! Like, in the sky?"

"I guess…? Not literally, tho," Beta responded, a bit uncertain.

Interrupting their conversation, they heard someone calling for Aloy deep in the ruins.

"That's Rost!" Aloy said eagerly. "Let's go!"

They bolted their way following Rost's voice; they left the ruins and returned to the cave system. They kept following his calling until they reached a large hole.

When Aloy called for Rost, he responded in relief when he spotted her. But his concern grew even more when Beta got in his sight.

"Come on! Get out of there!" Rost called as he waved his hands.

Aloy and Beta had to do some climbing to reach the top. Beta had a lot of difficulties doing so, which made Aloy come back to help her a few times.

They jumped to grab Rost's hands when both were near the top. He pulled them out of the hole the fastest he could.

While the girls were catching their breath, Rost began to say, "Aloy, such places are forb-" but he was interrupted when Aloy and Beta looked at him.

He was utterly shocked at that sight; even with different clothes and haircuts, he could see that the two girls were visually the same, a detail they hadn't noticed yet.

"What's your name?" Rost asked Beta, but he was still processing that vision.

"Be-Beta… Sir," she answered, slightly scared of him.

"What both of you were doing down there?" Rost asked worriedly, 

"I feel in…" Aloy said, a bit embarrassed.

"I… I don't remember, I'm sorry…." Beta responded awkwardly.

"You should not be in those places. The ruins of the Metal World are forbidden and dangerous!" Rost said calmly but firmly in his tone.

"I know…" Aloy responded with little eye contact.

"Let's go home, Aloy, and you should go back to your parents, Beta," Rost said as he got up.

"Rost! Wait! Can Beta come with us?!" Aloy said in a hurry.

Rost gave Aloy a confused stare, hardly believing in such a request.

"Rost, please! She has nowhere else to go! The person that was with her died!" Aloy begged.

Beta swallowed her nervousness and tried to help Aloy, "Sir, please. I may not remember anything before meeting Aloy, but I feel that... There are people after me... and I mean bad people."

"Yeah! And I will protect her!" Aloy said confidently.

Rost didn't say a word, but he was thoughtful; it was a lot of information at once.

Rost's silence made Beta uneasy, "Aloy said you are outcasts, right? That you're isolated from everyone, right? Please, let me stay with you."

The more Rost thought about it, the more confusing the situation became; Aloy found a kid looking the same as her inside one of the ruins of the Metal World, but she had clothes he'd never seen before… Was she from the Metal World? It could not be. That was impossible.

The fear of being left alone snowballed inside Beta. "I-I can be helpful too!" She said loudly.

Aloy was close to panic about losing her friend, "Rost, please! I will take care of her, I promise!"

Rost had to think better, so he turned away for a moment. That little kid couldn't be from the Metal World, and he couldn't leave an amnesiac kid to the wilds. 

When he looked again at the girls, he saw Aloy trying to comfort Beta as she was on the verge of crying.

Aloy could use a friend, too, he thought. Someone to teach and show her about love and kindness, a thing he knew he wouldn't be able to teach her.

He sighed loudly, calling the girls' attention, "Okay... You'll have to learn to survive in the wild and defend yourself if those people ever show up. As for you, Aloy, If you're going to help her, you'll have to learn the same. Starting tomorrow, for both of you."

Aloy got a smiling cheek-to-cheek, while Beta got utterly surprised. 

"Thank you!" They yelled at the same time.

"Let's go home now," Rost called them.

As they went to Rost's shack, Aloy giggled, "I guess… that makes us sisters now, right?!" 

Beta then smiled back, "Yeah… we are sisters."

To be continued…