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[thespoonunderyourbed]

Darkseid vs. Danny

Darksied seeing Danny ruining his plans and noting that he is a ghost: resurects danny with the intent of killing him again just to get rid of him. Danny, having been resurrected by Darksied on the spot: turns back into a ghost. Darksied: raises eyebrow.

[rangerhorsetug]

Danny: jokes on you, my main power is Dying On Command(TM), you chucklefuck!

JL: *horrified that this kid, in their eyes keeps killing himself, not knowing he can also resurrect himself* (they think he had a one-time use power, aka dying, and thus got turned into a ghost, so every time he goes ghost again, they think this young boy is giving up his chance at life over and over)

Darkseid: *angry that he can't fucking remove this teenage heavy hitter from the board and he's hella annoying*

[distractedhistotech]

My dream subconscious came up with a Kingdom Hearts/Honkai: star rail crossover.

Literally, this never even occurred to me until I dreamt it. It could work though.

So at some point, Sora ended up on the Astral Express without memories (something to do with his chains of memory which made it so memokeepers can't fix it; yes, that was included in my dream). I am not sure when in the Kingdom Hearts timeline this happened.

Sora ended up staying with the Astral Express and becoming a Nameless, which makes sense. He had the mindset for the Path of Trailblaze way back in the first Kingdom Hearts game. He and March probably bond over their amnesia. And then bond with the Trailblazer over their amnesia too. This story unintentionally ended up with a lot of amnesiacs. Sora probably spars with Dan Heng a lot.

Meanwhile, everyone is wondering why he has a giant disappearing key as a weapon. Is it connected to why nothing locks properly when he's around? Sora has picked so many locks without meaning to, and he has no idea how he's doing it or how to stop. He avoids the sealed up Stellaron like the plague. He doesn't want to be the reason one of those horrible Cancer things get loose.

That's all I could get from my dream. It was an unusually detailed dream. I kind of muse what Sora would be like gameplay-wise. Which path would his fighting style correspond to? What element would he use? Would he have multiple elements like the Trailblazer due to his forgotten magical abilities? How would Sora's presence affect their expeditions? Will his Dream Eaters show up in Penacony's dream and cause mass chaos?

Actually, that last one would be pretty funny. Sora's playing with these friendly critters while the Family is panicking because those were not made by any of the Dreamweavers.

I kind of wanna write this now.

[distractedhistotech]

Some People Are Hard to Shop For

@solitaria-fantasma I hope you are having a Merry Christmas!  As for me, I got Maybe-Covid for Christmas...Worst Christmas ever.

Anyway, here’s my attempt at a DC!AU drabble

Line Break!  Because it’s too short for a Read more link!

“Does anyone know where I can find some cassette tapes?”

This question got the attention of everyone at the table.  “What like for music?” asked Wally.

Gawain nodded.  “Yeah.”

Wally smirked. “Not a fan of CD’s?”

Gawain made an odd staticky huff.  “Hey! I’ve been keeping up with technology! Besides, it’s not for me.  Arthur said he’d like some cassettes for Christmas.”

“That…actually makes less sense,” said Shayera.  “Wouldn’t he rather have audio files?  Maybe one of those storage units for them?  I think they’re called Zunes?”

Wally snorted in a vain attempt to keep a laugh in while Gawain shook his head.  “Yeah, I can see why you’d think that, but it’s for his van.  He insists on keeping the parts all original, and it’s old enough that it uses a tape deck. Also, apparently switching it out with a CD player would be really troublesome for some reason.  I think it has to do with aesthetic? Actually, it doesn’t even have to be a cassette with a recording.  Arthur and his partners sometimes will record songs that they come up with.”

Wally grinned. “You have gotta bring some of those in some time.”

Gawain nodded. “Sure, after I get Arthur some more cassettes.”

“What about that shopping website?” asked Shayera.  “What was it called again?  I want to say it had something to do with Diana.”

Wally snorted. “It’s called Amazon.  After the river.  Diana decided not to raise a stink about it.”

“That’s kind of a last ditch thing,” explained Gawain.  “It only has blank tapes from what I can see.  Ebay’s also an option, but I’m a bit nervous since I won’t be able to inspect the cassettes before I buy them.  There are all sorts of horror stories of getting something completely different than what you ordered.”

“Do you know any other ghosts who might have some on hand?” asked Shayera.

Gawain shook his head. “Nah, I checked that already. They’re either from the wrong time or weren’t interested in collecting cassettes.”

“You could try a flea market,” commented Wally.  “You can find anything there.  I’ve seen all sorts of old VHS tapes whenever I go to them.  I bet they’d have old cassettes too.  Maybe a cassette player too if you wanna listen to ‘em.”

“I have one of those already,” said Gawain.  “But I guess a flea market is my best bet.  I can probably try a few if I need too.”

  Arthur was pleased to get a Weird Al and a Queen cassette for Christmas.  Vivi and Mystery got lots of food.  Lewis got some gourmet ingredients.  Gawain considered it a victory.

[solitaria-fantasma]

((Merry Christmas, @distractedhistotech​! :D Your app said you like role reversals, so how about….a researching Arthur, a cooking Vivi, and a handyman Lewis?

When you’re roommates sharing a magical ghost house that only said ghost is able to do the upkeep for, you have to find other ways of pulling your weight. Vivi knows what kind of spices Lewis likes if not how to apply them, and Arthur is already used to staying up late reading info-heavy texts and still retaining that information in the morning, so sometimes, the gang trades off who does what for the sake of giving each other a break.

Now if only Lewis could find Mystery for sizing that kitsune door to the backyard…))

[distractedhistotech]

Not what I was expecting, but I like it!  Look for yours soon!

[distractedhistotech]

Zelda game idea that came to me in a dream!

I’m serious.  The idea came to me in a dream.  I’d been playing a lot of zelda recently.

So, the dream was simple.  Link was in a time loop (again).  Every loop ended with him fighting Ganondorf.  Ganondorf would reverse time if Link beat him, hence the time loop.  Link had to use a specific type of attack to keep time from looping.  Said attack was hitting Ganondorf with a knockout arrow (which requires a specific ingredient from a specific monster that only spawns in one very small spot), hit Ganondorf with another normal (possibly metal) arrow, and then bring thunder down on both of them while hoping that he survived getting hit.  Link probably needed some sort of electricity resistant clothing.

Any ideas on how to make an idea like this work?

[distractedhistotech]

I like both of those ideas!

[distractedhistotech]

Zelda game idea that came to me in a dream!

I’m serious.  The idea came to me in a dream.  I’d been playing a lot of zelda recently.

So, the dream was simple.  Link was in a time loop (again).  Every loop ended with him fighting Ganondorf.  Ganondorf would reverse time if Link beat him, hence the time loop.  Link had to use a specific type of attack to keep time from looping.  Said attack was hitting Ganondorf with a knockout arrow (which requires a specific ingredient from a specific monster that only spawns in one very small spot), hit Ganondorf with another normal (possibly metal) arrow, and then bring thunder down on both of them while hoping that he survived getting hit.  Link probably needed some sort of electricity resistant clothing.

Any ideas on how to make an idea like this work?

[mamoru]

stop using hospitals as horror settings

[mamoru]

fun alternative: cruise ships. cruise ships exploit workers and can pollute as much as a million cars on a daily basis while dumping endless shit into the ocean and endangering all passengers on board because the on board air quality rivals some of the most polluted cities in the world while being a breeding ground for disease. cruise ships deserve to have negativity associated with them

[catparazzi]

also all crimes commited aboard a cruise ship is under the juristiction of whichever country they’re registered to once they’re a certain distance away from land so you have the added bonus of the crimes being very unlikely to be properly investigated (due to usually being physically so very far from the actual police whose juristiction they’re under)

[mamoru]

terrifying!

[xcekait]

On top of THAT cruise ships tend to have their own morgue, as people tend to die on ships all the time. Good for those spooky scenes.

[bananonbinary]

plus u can just like…leave a hospital. good luck escaping a killer or a monster or a curse or w/e in the middle of the fucking ocean

[hexalene]

Fun things to consider about cruise ships:

THEATERS. Usually a minimum of three, all of varying levels of #fancy

Grand staircases. PLURAL. Most ships have at least two massive grand halls with massive staircases and plants and indoor creeks n shit.

Nightclubs. Actual nightclubs. Usually segregated by age brackets. They also have attached age-segregated hangout places. Older ships (pre-2009) are all stuck in hilariously 90s era stylings.

Casinos. Either two of them separated by machines/tables, or one entire floor.

Library/board game room. Think a big old fashioned men’s smoking room. Like fat leather chairs and floor to ceiling shelves.

Restaurants of various levels of fancy and quality. Pick each tier of passenger (usually 3-5 tiers, but it depends) and give them each about ¾ options.

So. Many. Fucking. Elevators. And not all of them go to an equal number of floors.

Not to mention….STAIRS. ALL STAIRS ALL TIME.

Endless, ENDLESS identical hallways of doors to rooms. ENDLESS. These will usually span the ENTIRE length of the ship, with the middle class rooms breaking into the main staircase areas. The lower decks are monotonous in the extreme.

Shopping mall. Smaller than the word typically implies, but segregated by need and price. So from everyday basic necessities to extremely fancy jewelry stores. These can be entire floors.

Movie theaters, usually for kids. A lot of weird 90s theming.

Random TVs that sporadically pick up the signals from whatever island or land mass you’re nearest to. Some weird shit every once in a while.

The top-most deck often has a minigolf course and a running track. Usually looks like a little garden.

Spas. These places have full on spas.

The penthouse rooms. Legit some of these will be like…straight off the titanic level grandeur. Talk about some irony poisoning.

Surprisingly placed lifeboats to remind you of your mortality. First thing after you get a room is an evacuation plan and it takes FOR EV ER if people aren’t cooperating.

Legit actual doctors office. Some Big Fancy Boys have minor surgeries.

The rooms often also have multipurpose and hiding furniture. That room for ants actually comfortably sleeps 6 adults.

The cleaning crew is also Very Sneaky.

They will often leave little towel animals or some other cute themed gift. This is very exploitable for horror.

The purely utilitarian design of the non-customer sections are brutal in their simplicity. And monotonous.

Most of these ships, away from the money makers, are monotonous.

One of the BIGGEST unintentionally creepy factors is the hollow illusion of wealth these ships try to sell you.

Like…they have all the splendor and grandeur of a McMansion. The gold paint is faded, the jewels are plastic, the wood is worn. The lights are yellowed and dusty, but all around you the ship screams luxury. But it’s not. It’s something you notice after being on one more than a few times. You can feel the cheapness and emptiness of it all.

Even the highest priced areas have a sense of wear to them. Like, unless you’re the first bitch on the maiden voyage, even the biggest and most expensive penthouses have a cheap, used feel to them. It’s eerie once you notice it.

And lastly. Bigly. Most importantly.

Waves

Okay so like obviously waves on the ocean. And you expect to feel the swaying of the ship, but most people expect that these bad boys are too large to really get spicy.

Nah. I’ve been on MASSIVE ships where the waves are so large that the deck would literally be at a 45 degree angle.

THIS is why you see railings everywhere. You’ll be moseying along and then suddenly you’ll be walking with one foot on the wall, dizzyingly swaying back and forth and desperately clinging to the wall as your legs threaten to come out from under you when the ship leans away. I’ve even seen the crew members get sick.

On the lower decks and rooms, you’ll have the joy of seeing your fucking window GO UNDERWATER. I’m not kidding. Upper balcony rooms can appear to sway hideously close to the water. It’s TERRIFYING.

AnyWAY the end point of this is that I AGREE. CRUISE SHIPS ARE SO FUCKIN RIPE FOR HORROR.

[phantoms-lair]

BRUH IM SORRY??? HUH??? although I’m full of ideas but also like all my characters are POOR HOW ARE THEY GOING ON A CRUISE- msa gang goes on a cruise ship and have a horrible time

As employees. “Oh Carp, the restaurant/garage/store isn’t doing well because of plaguetimes, but rich assholes are still paying a fortune to go on cruises. If I constantly wear a mask and sanitize real well, maybe I can earn enough money to keep the family business afloat”

[distractedhistotech]

Actually, there was a Resident Evil: Revelations take place on a cruise ship.  Working from memory, let’s see how much of this applies.

First of all the ship went missing a year ago and then suddenly reappeared with no explanation.

Elevators and stairs:  Yeah, there are a few working elevators, but they don’t necessarily take you everywhere.  Actually, you have to wait in these rooms between big fancy vault looking doors with a ship wheel design on them when you go to another area of the ship.  Pretty sure it was just to load the area of the game, but still annoying.  I got lost so many times.  There’s also one time you’re going up in an elevator, and it gets attacked by a particularly freaky boss as a preview.  It stops working after that...

Casino: Had zombie fish.  Had to win a slot game and use the coins to solve a puzzle.

Shopping mall: Was more or less closed off from the rest of the ship.  Had the zombified communications officer repeatedly broadcasting a mayday over the speakers so you can realize he’s lost it and is probably the boss of the area.  Also a lot of bullets lying around because the sea zombies can slither in through the vents because they apparently don’t have bones.

One a side note:  The zombies are from the T-Abyss virus which was produced by combining the T-virus with some virus found deep on the ocean floor.  I think.  Terrorists were threatening to dump it into the ocean and mutate the sea life.  It work perfectly well on people too.  The zombies look sort of like bloated bodies like when someone drowns, and instead of straight up biting you, they latch onto you with a mouth reminiscent of a lamprey’s and suck out your blood.

Ballroom: Pretty small.  Tends to have these really freaky eggs that hatch into one of the nastier zombies after a while.  Never figured out how to get rid of the eggs beforehand...

Fancy rooms that surprise you with a zombie in the bathroom.

Spa: It was a spa or a swimming pool, but some infected barnacles got in it so you have to find a way to filter the water before you even think of getting in there, and why would you want to?

Doctor’s office: Well, there was something like that or a morgue near the beginning.  Can’t remember which.  There’s also a straight up mad science lab in the bowels of the ship which is full of the T-Abyss virus and has something swimming in the tainted water.  Even worse, part of the lab is underwater with only glass walls separating you from the infected water.  And they have some sort of invisible electric maze security system, because they needed to make it more dangerous.

Utilitarian Crew Space: Partially flooded.  With freaky blobby fish things swimming in the flooded parts.  Said fish things will attack you if given the chance.  And the pipes are spouting steam so you have to reroute them if you want to get anywhere.  And once you finish down here, it floods with you trapped in there with no air tanks.

Waves:  Comes into play when you need to go outside and run to the other side of the ship in under five minutes while dodging boxes and Hunters.  I can kind of understand going outside with the maze that was the inside of the ship.  Had to prioritize speed.

Pollution:  It must have had a leak because there is a mutated whale right outside the ship.  That is being puppeted by some weird parasite worms that mutated with it.  It’s the second to last boss in the second to last level.  Part of the fight is on the deck of the ship grabbing whatever ammo you can find and hoping you don’t run out or miss as you try to dodge the attacks from the massive creature(s).  Would not be surprised if that wasn’t the only mutated sea life in the area.

There were a few other things, but there were generic horror things so I didn’t include them.

now, I kind of want to play that game again...or find another game like it...Off to Steam!

[distractedhistotech]

This Was a Waste of Time

Meanwhile, Lewis was doing something incredibly important.

“Okay, guys…” Lewis formed a blackboard with the words ‘Operation Get Back Together’ written on it.

Mystery’s mouth fell open.  What? What?!

“I need to figure out how to get back together with Vivi and Arthur,” continued Lewis.

Lewis thought he’d been dating both of them at the time of his death?!

…

Well, it was better than Lewis thinking Arthur stole his girlfriend.

“Now the simplest solution would be to remove whatever curse is keeping them from remembering me,” said Lewis.  “…Unfortunately, I know nothing about this curse, including where it came from or how to remove it.  So do any of you know anything about this?”

The deadbeats shrugged while Mystery nervously looked away.

“Right, figured that was the case,” admitted Lewis as he crossed out that option.  “Probably not gonna happen, which sucks for many reasons. Still I won’t take it completely off the table since we might manage to find something.  So we go to the next option:  Rebuild our relationship.”

Lewis started pacing, his legs going through the floor of the van as it was too small for him to actually stand in.  “So they’re not gonna just fall in love with me.  That only happens in bad rom-coms.  And occasionally magic manga.  Which I guess this could sort of be.”  He paused.  “I guess they might have some subconscious memories of me.  It would explain why they trusted me so easily.”

The deadbeats nodded along with some chirps.

“That being said, there will be no taking advantage of them,” insisted Lewis.  “So you can be friends with them, but no trying to eat Arthur or anything.”  The deadbeats gave him startled looks.  “…Well, it’s happened before, and, um, anyway, just be nice and treat them with respect,” finished Lewis.

The Deadbeats saluted in agreement.

Lewis nodded. “Good.  Now, as for me…”  He paused for a moment.  “Well, I guess they’ll have to get to know me again.  Traveling with them should work for now.  When we get back to Tempo, I can probably still spend time with them since they’re interested in the whole ghost thing.  The real problem is that I can’t really go out in public with them unless I’m invisible, and then I can’t really interact with them.”

One particular deadbeat chirped at Lewis.

Lewis nodded towards…him? Her? It?  What pronoun applies when even the ghost doesn’t know its gender?  “Good point.  If we’re investigating a haunted house with other ghosts, that won’t matter. We didn’t run into them very often back when I was alive…although we might not have been aware of any ghosts. We’re pretty good at hiding when we want to.”

Lewis huffed. “So we’ll need more haunted houses…but that might not be a good thing considering Arthur.  Suddenly all the crazy stuff that happened to him during cases makes a lot more sense.”  Seriously, now that he was a ghost Arthur had some sort of magnetic aura that felt like a warm pile of laundry on a cold day.  No wonder he was such a weirdness magnet…  “On the bright side, since we’ll be spending a lot of time in the van we’re kind of stuck together…in a good way!  I hope.”  Lewis thought for a moment.  “I guess the most I can do is extend the road trip so we spend more time in the van, but I won’t exactly have a lot of control over that.”

Lewis tapped his arm a couple of times.  “I guess that means…just keep doing what we’re doing.”

…

“Maybe add some flirting after a couple of months.”  Lewis dismissed the blackboard.  “And maybe therapy.  I don’t seem to be acting as rationally as I remember.”

[distractedhistotech]

I Want Some Pizza

Eventually, they had to stop for food.

“Here!” declared Vivi, stopping at a Cici’s pizza.

“Huh, wonder if they have seafood,” wondered Arthur.

Vivi turned back to look at Lewis and Mystery.  “Would you mind feeding Mystery?”

Lewis nodded. “Sure, it’s no problem.  Would you mind putting on some sort of music before you leave?”

“Sure.”  Arthur fiddled with his computer and put on one of his Indie tracks.  “There we go.”

“We’ll try not to take too long,” said Vivi as the two living humans got out of the van.

“No need to hurry on my account,” said Lewis.  “I want to do some thinking anyway.”

That was good enough, and Vivi and Arthur walked into the restaurant.

Once they’d gotten some food (an obscene amount in Vivi’s case) and found a table, Vivi decided to ask Arthur something important.  “So what do you think of the ghost?”

Arthur blinked. “Uh, I, uh, I guess he’s okay.  We only met him yesterday.  He acts more or less like a normal person though, which is nice.”

Vivi nodded between bites.  “Yeah, I can’t say for sure since we didn’t know him, but I think that he’s acting the same as he did when he was alive.”

Arthur frowned. “It’s just…He acted like he knew us, but he doesn’t really seem familiar.  Did he seem familiar to you at all?”

Vivi shook her head. “Nope.”  She grinned at Arthur.  “Maybe he had a crush on one of us in high school.”

Arthur blushed. “I, uh, maybe.”  He huffed in frustration.  “I wouldn’t be the best person to notice that sort of thing.”

“Yeah, you’re really oblivious with flirting,” agreed Vivi.  “Oh!  Maybe your uncle or my parents know something!”

“Well, maybe if he had to have his car looked at,” admitted Arthur.

Since Vivi was busy eating her huge meal, it was up to him to check this potential lead.  He took out his cellphone and hit his uncle’s contact information.

It took a few minutes for Lance to pick up, but considering how busy he was, it wasn’t surprising.  “Hey Arthur? You two okay?”

“Yeah, we’re fine. Great.  Actually, came across a ghost last night.”

“…What kind of ghost?” questioned Lance.

“A surprisingly friendly ghost,” admitted Arthur.  “He acted like he knew us, but neither of us recognized him.”

Lance was silent for a moment.  “And what did this ghost look like?”

“Uh, good question. He’s got a floating skull with no jaw…or face.  The rest looks…normal-ish.  He tried doing some sort of glamour to show us what he used to look like, but he seems to be under some sort of curse that makes his glamours all…pixelated-smoky-distorted-unpleasant to look at.  He tried telling us his name, but it made us pass out for some reason.  Really the only definitive things I can tell you about his appearance is that he’s like seven feet tall, really muscular, and has an actual pompadour.”

“And he can cook,” added Vivi.

“Oh, yeah, thanks for reminding me,” said Arthur.  “And he said he was a professional chef…and went to our high school.  Does it ring a bell?”

Lance was silent for a moment.  “No.”

“Huh. Weird…”  Arthur thought for a moment.  This meant the ghost was either lying or the curse was affecting the whole town, possibly others.  “Think you could ask around and see if anyone recognizes him?”

“Sure.”

“Okay, thanks. Talk to you soon.”  Arthur hung up.  “Lance doesn’t know him.”

Vivi swallowed.  “Okay, I’ll call my dad once we’re back on the road.  Maybe he knows something.”

[distractedhistotech]

Interesting Dream Note

So I found out you can’t taste stuff in a dream.  I grabbed Chick-fil-a nuggets and fries from a cafeteria and they were completely bland.  I was very unsatisfied and disappointed.  It made a bit of sense when I woke up, but I’m kind of wondering why the food was so bland.  My theory is that since my chemoreceptors weren’t picking anything up my brain refused to acknowledge I should be tasting anything.  Anyone got any thoughts on this?

[distractedhistotech]

They talk about stuff

“You don’t have a lot in the way of food,” commented Lewis as he looked around the van.

“Ugh, I know! The usual space is being taken up by arms and tools!” complained Vivi.

“It was mostly junk food,” admitted Arthur.  “Neither of us are good enough cooks to make decent meals on the go.”

“I could cook for you,” offered Lewis.

“Oh, right, you mentioned that you were a chef,” recalled Vivi.

Lewis nodded. “Yeah, I really enjoyed it.  I haven’t really cooked anything since I died so I’d love to be able to cook for you guys.”

“If you do, I should warn you that Vivi and Mystery eat obscene amounts of food,” warned Arthur.

“Eh, I’m used to cooking large amounts of food,” pointed out Lewis.  “I just need supplies.”

“Oof, we might need to rework the budget for that,” commented Vivi.

“I dunno, it’d probably be cheaper than eating out all the time,” pointed out Arthur.

“Healthier too,” added Lewis.  “I might need a couple of tries to get the hang of it again though, especially if I cook using my ghost fire, which I’d really like to try.”

“I would literally pay to see that,” said Vivi.

“Uh, what if there are weird side effects from cooking with ghost fire?” asked Arthur.

“We still have that campfire stove, right?” asked Vivi.  “Dunno why.  It’s not like we ever use it.”

Lewis suddenly felt very concerned about his lovers’ nutritional health.  “I know how to use a camping stove so I can use that instead if you’d be more comfortable that way,” he offered.

“I’d still like to see you cook with your ghost fire,” commented Vivi.  “It’s just energy transfer so it’d probably be safe.”

“Maybe I could try making popcorn,” suggested Lewis.  “It won’t actually use fire, but there will be heat.”

Arthur thought for a moment.  “I guess it would work to see if anything odd might happen.”

“We do have a couple of bags of popcorn somewhere,” said Vivi.  “Wanna give it a try now?”

“Sure.”  Lewis started looking through the supplies. “So where are we going?  The Techno Con?”

“That’s not for a few days,” said Arthur.  “We’re gonna stop at a couple of other places on the way.”

“We’re gonna go to a Ripley’s museum today,” said Vivi.  “We might be cutting it a bit close, but we’ll definitely be able to make the ghost tour.  We have a couple of free days just in case, so we can explore the museum tomorrow if we don’t have time today.”

“We’ll probably get to Techno Con at least a day early,” continued Arthur.  “We figured we’d relax a little and go on a date…” Arthur glanced back at Lewis.

“Don’t worry. I’ll give you two some privacy if you need it,” said Lewis.  “Just leave me a book or something, and I’ll be happy.”  He groaned.  “You wouldn’t believe how boring it was without books…or TV…or music…or generally any sort of entertainment.”

Arthur physically recoiled.  “Ugh, yeah, that sounds awful.  Hold on, I have some audible books.  Or some really old cassettes of books.  Could you hand me my laptop?”

Lewis grabbed Arthur’s familiar laptop.  “Sure, here. Got any romance?  They’re my favorite.”

“Huh.  I would not have guessed that looking at you,” commented Vivi.

“I get that a lot for some reason.”

“I like sci-fi and action,” said Arthur.  “They’re might be one that’s more romantic than usual.”  He frowned.  “Actually, maybe you should look through them, but I’m not sure how that would work. Most ghosts seem to have a weird effect on electronics.”

“I haven’t really had a chance to try,” admitted Lewis.  “I have been curious though.”

Arthur handed his laptop back to Lewis.  “Why don’t we find out?  Don’t worry about the files.  I backed everything up on flash drives before we left.”

Lewis examined the laptop in confusion.  The wallpaper was a picture Vivi had taken of all of them heading into a dark house, except Lewis had somehow been removed from the picture.  Had someone photoshopped him out or something?  Or was this part of whatever was keeping him from telling Vivi and Arthur who he was?

It disturbing whatever it was.

Lewis decided to ignore it for a moment and just see what he could do.  “So…I don’t think the touch screen is working.”

“Makes sense. Those work by picking up on the tiny electrical signals at the tips of your fingers,” explained Arthur.

“I wonder if a ghost with electrical powers could use a touch screen,” wondered Vivi.

“Oh, the mousepad isn’t working either,” said Lewis.  “I think I can still type, but I don’t think I can use a computer without a mouse.”

“Oof, yeah, that’s difficult,” agreed Arthur.  “I guess we could see if a physical mouse would work, preferably one with a cable. Until then, I guess you’ll have to direct one of us from over our shoulders.”

“That’s fine. I’ve managed to survive…uh, exist this long without electronics.”

“Now, let’s see what we’ve got.”  Arthur scrolled through his list, reading a quick summary of the books he had on his computer.

Turns out he had the first Harry Potter book.  They figured it would last most of the day, and everyone liked it, so that’s what they went with.

“You know, I was adopted when my parents found me on their porch,” commented Lewis.

“Heh, seriously?” asked Vivi.

“Yeah, although I was, like, five at the time, and they tried to find my birth parents first,” continued Lewis.  “I could never remember anything from before that though.  Made figuring out where I came from kind of difficult.”

“I never really understood why stories use the cliché of leaving a baby on the front steps of a house for the owners to raise,” commented Arthur.  “It seems like most people would either call the police to report child abandonment and possibly endangerment or just take the kid to a nearby orphanage.”

“Plus it might be really cold,” added Vivi.  “I mean, this takes place during Halloween!  In Britain!  Given, I’ve never been there, but I think it would be pretty cold.”

Arthur nodded. “That too, plus unless you know the people really well, you have no idea how they’ll be treated.”

“Yeah, I was a lot luckier than Harry,” admitted Lewis.  “He probably would’ve been better off in an orphanage.”

“How come no doctors ever wondered about why Dudley had a pig tail?” questioned Arthur.  “I mean, humans do sometimes have tails, but they’re usually removed pretty early on, and they aren’t curly.”

“They probably did talk about it,” said Vivi.  “Remember, the books are told from Harry’s point of view, and he really doesn’t want anything to do with the Dursley’s.”

“Maybe Vernon bribed someone?” suggested Lewis.

“I dunno.  I can’t remember his position in the company he works for, but how much money could you make making drills?” questioned Arthur.

“Hey, some drills are pretty big,” pointed out Vivi.  “They gotta cost a lot.”

“Yeah, but a lot of that will be in materials and other resources used to make the drills,” argued Arthur.

“Maybe he’s embezzling from the drill company,” suggested Lewis.

That got laughs from Vivi and Arthur so he counted it as a win.

“Why wasn’t Peeves in any of the movies?” questioned Vivi.  “I mean he was in the videogames, so why not the movies?”

“Budget,” Arthur said simply.

“I’m pretty sure time was a problem too,” said Lewis.  “The movie was made before 2 hour movies were considered normal, so they didn’t want to make it too long.”

“Annoying, but it makes sense,” muttered Vivi.

It was surprisingly not awkward at all.

[distractedhistotech]

Lewis Joins the Gang (Again)

As usual, Arthur was the first to wake up.  He felt like he’d taken too much pain medication before going to bed and…there was something on top of him that was not Vivi or Mystery.  It felt smooth and warm.  He sat up.  “What.” He stared at the pile of purple ghosts covering him, Vivi, and Mystery.  On a purple bed.  In…a large room.  It looked like the entrance room of a mansion.

Wait, wait, wait…He was starting to remember.  “Uh, ghost guy, you there?”  Arthur started shaking Vivi.  “Hey, hey, Vivi.  Wake up. Something crazy.  And ghosty.  And maybe cursy.  And I think you’ll need to drive today.”  He picked up one of the Deadbeats.  “Why are you not scaring me?”

Vivi groaned.  “Five more minutes.”

“You are literally covered in ghosts,” Arthur said as he attached his prosthetic.

Vivi almost immediately shot up.  “Oh my gosh! They’re so cute!”  She started scratching one on the top of its head.  “Yes, you are, yes you are.”  She paused.  “Hey, where are we?”

“Haunted house,” replied Arthur.

Vivi blinked.  “Huh.  Why don’t I remember that?”

“Ghost guy said…” Arthur paused and looked around.  “Actually, where is he?”  One of the ghosts popped up holding a pretty blue heart with orange filigree all over it.  “Huh. Why does that seem familiar?”

“Hm…”  Vivi picked up the heart.  “Why is the color-”

Vivi was interrupted when purple fire shot out of the heart and formed a familiar ghost.  Well, familiar to Arthur anyway.  “Hey, ghost guy.”

Lewis blinked.  “Uh, hey.”

“Whoa!  You look so cool!” crowed Vivi.

Lewis blushed a little.  “R-really?”

“Yeah, the suit, and the skull, and the fire, it’s awesome!” said Vivi.  She frowned.  “Uh, did you do something to our memories?”

Lewis quickly held his hands up.  “Not on purpose!  I tried to introduce myself, but whenever I said my name, you passed out and forgot stuff!”

Vivi frowned.  “Maybe it’s a safeguard?  Knowing someone’s true name can give you power over them…”

“But I really wanted to tell you my name!” protested Lewis.

“And we appreciate that, but given the side effects, you probably shouldn’t,” mused Vivi.

“And-and there was that other thing,” said Lewis.  “See?” Lewis put his glamour back on.  “This is supposed to be what I looked like when I was alive, and that’s what I see when I look in the mirror, but Artie said that’s not what I look like!”

Both humans winced. “Oof, yeah, that’s not a human face,” agreed Vivi.  “Could you…” Lewis dropped the glamour.  “Thanks.  Okay, that makes less sense.  Glamours are specifically for blending in.”  Vivi hummed in thought for several moments.  “This could take a while to figure out…But we need to get to Techno Con.”

Lewis blinked.  “Techno Con?”

“I’ve got a booth there to show off my prosthetics,” explained Arthur.  “And I’m hoping to pick up a few new things myself.”

“Oh, congratulations,” said Lewis as an idea started to occur to him.  “But…Maybe…If it’s a not a problem, I could go with you.  Then you’d have plenty of time to figure out what’s wrong.”

Arthur’s mouth fell open in shock and nervousness.  Vivi thought a moment.  “That’s a tempting offer, but I have some concerns.”  She pointed at Arthur.  “Firstly, Arthur has to agree.”

Lewis nodded.  “Of course.”

“Secondly, how do we know you won’t try to kill us or drain our energy?” pointed out Vivi.

“I could’ve done that while you were sleeping,” pointed out Lewis.  He paused.  “Not that I would!”

“Hm…”  Vivi nodded.  “Good point.  Secondly, why would you want to come with us?  Most ghosts are tethered to a place.”

Lewis winced.  “I didn’t want to stay there.”

Vivi winced.  “Ah.  Sorry.”

“And…I was lonely,” admitted Lewis.  “I don’t want to be alone.”

“What about these guys?” asked Arthur, holding up a chirping Deadbeat.

“The Deadbeats are more like cats.  I can talk to them, but they don’t give me a response,” explained Lewis.  “They are my friends, and they helped me stay sane, but I missed being able to talk to people.”  Especially these people.

“Bit of an unusual motive, but I can believe it,” commented Vivi.  “But why us, haven’t you run into other people before?”

“I’ve only been dead for a few months.”  At least Lewis thought it was months.  He hadn’t been able to keep track of time during his trek to civilization.  “And I kind of died in the middle of nowhere, and it turns out it can take a while to find a road if you don’t have a map or compass.”

“I think I saw an episode of Mythbusters about that,” commented Arthur.

Vivi nodded.  “Okay, you want friends, but if you haven’t been dead that long, wouldn’t it make more sense to return home where your friends and family are?  Or are you worried about how they’ll react?” she asked.

“Oh, I actually was on my way home,” said Lewis.  “I just ran into you first, and I figured I could hitch a ride with you since I’m from Tempo too.”

“How do you know we’re from Tempo?” asked Arthur.

“You guys are kind of infamous.  I wouldn’t be surprised if everyone in town knew who you were,” explained Lewis.

“True, random strangers will walk up to me and ask me tips about ghosts and stuff,” agreed Vivi. “What about you?  Any chance we’ve ever met before.”

Lewis perked up. “Yeah!  I was a chef at Pepper Paradiso!”

Arthur frowned. “Pepper Paradiso’s a restaurant?” he asked in confusion.

“Yeah, it serves pretty spicy food so you wouldn’t like it,” said Vivi.  It was why she’d never taken him there for a date.

“Huh?  You’ve both been there plenty of times though,” said Lewis.

“Nah, I can’t stand spicy food,” said Arthur.  “If it’s mostly spicy stuff I’d avoid it.”

Oh, this was so much worse than Lewis had thought.  “A-And we went to the same high school!”

“Were we in the same grade?” asked Arthur.

“Uh, I was in the grade below you,” said Lewis.

“Then you might be in some of our yearbooks,” reasoned Arthur.  “Of course we don’t exactly carry those around.”

“Ugh, yeah, and it’s probably been long enough that you can’t look at it online,” muttered Lewis. “I went to Tome Tomb all the time…Why don’t either of you remember me…” Lewis finished sadly.

“Well, in one’s day-to-day life you don’t remember every single person you run into,” pointed out Arthur.

“I’m seven feet tall though!” shouted Lewis, getting frustrated.  “I stood out like a sore thumb!”

“Okay, yeah, that’d be pretty memorable,” agreed Arthur.  “You’d think we’d remember someone like that.”

“Hm…You know, I don’t remember anyone talking about a chef at Pepper Paradiso going missing,” mused Vivi.  “I wonder if any memories were erased from everyone’s minds.”

The thought was so horrifying that Lewis could just stare at them in horror.

“Whoa, that’s a bit of a big leap!” pointed out Arthur.  “I mean it’s weird neither of us have heard about a local giant, but we might just be clueless. Heck, maybe we could call home and ask while we’re traveling.”

“True,” agreed Vivi. “Although even if that’s wrong, I’d like to help this guy.  Something really odd is going on with him.”

Arthur bit his lip and studied the nervous looking Lewis.  He weighed the pros and cons.  He sighed.  “If you can’t disguise yourself, you can’t really go out in public.  You okay with that?”

“Well, I could turn invisible,” pointed out Lewis, doing so for a moment to prove that was a thing he could do.  “If I didn’t let other people know I was around, would that be all right?”

Arthur thought for a moment before sighing.  “As long as you let us know where you are, yeah.”

Vivi gave Arthur a startled look, not expecting him to support this.  Still, if he was okay with it, she wasn’t gonna give up this opportunity to get a ghost teammate who would maybe help them out on investigations and let her study him a bit.  “Okay, so if you and your Deadbeats (Heh, funny name.) agree to behave and stay out of sight, you can travel with us until we got back to Tempo.  Deal?”

“When will you be going back to Tempo?” asked Lewis.

“Well, we have like 8 days funds, but depending on if we earn anything we might travel around a bit longer,” explained Arthur.

Lewis was familiar with this traveling plan, so he nodded.  “It’s a deal.”

“Great!  Now we should probably head out,” said Vivi.  “We don’t want to fall too far behind in our plans.”

Lewis nodded.  “Sure thing.”  He then proceeded to collapse the entire house into fire and absorb it into his anchor.  He paused as he saw the other three staring at him in shock.  “Uh, did I forget to mention I could do that?”

“Yes,” squeaked Arthur.

“Oops.”  Lewis chuckled nervously.  “Well, yeah, I can make houses.  And other stuff.”  He coughed nervously somehow.  “So, that’s your van, right?  I’ll just go settle into the back.”  He zoomed off.

Arthur turned to Vivi. “I feel like we might’ve bitten off more than we can chew.”

Vivi shrugged.  “Well, nothing we can do now.  Wanna go grab some waffles?”

“Hm…I’d rather just have some yogurt and fruit.  Not that hungry,” said Arthur as they walked back to the van.

[distractedhistotech]

Lewis Induces Headaches by Mistake

As soon as Lewis said his name, Vivi and Arthur’s eyes rolled up into their heads, and they promptly passed out.  Fortunately, the Deadbeats and Lewis were quick to catch them.  “Huh.  That’s…not the reaction I expected.”

Mystery just whined and licked Vivi’s cheek.  He wasn’t really sure how to explain this to Lewis, honestly…even if he was in a position to reveal himself, which he wasn’t.

“Well, I mean, Arthur fainting isn’t that shocking since he’s afraid of ghosts and all, but he was fine before, and it’s me!” griped Lewis.  “I definitely wasn’t expecting Vivi to faint, and I’m talking to a dog like he’s gonna answer me,” Lewis finished with a mutter.

Mystery averted his gaze with a whine.

“I guess I should wait for them to wake up, but I’m not sure I should move them,” Lewis continued to mutter.  “Ugh, I really hope they wake up soon.  I really need someone to have a two-way conversation with.”  He waved a hand and formed a very comfy looking bed that he put the two on. He sat at the foot of the bed and pat his lap as an invitation.  Mystery happily jumped up and settled down for some ear scratching.

It didn’t take too long for Arthur to wake up.  He sat up with a groan, rubbing his head.  “Oh man, Vivi I had such a weird dream.”

“Was it about me coming back as a ghost?”

Arthur shrieked, waking Vivi up.  “Huh, what?” She blinked at Lewis and looked around. “Is this the haunted house from before?”

“Uh…”  Arthur looked around.  “Maybe?  I don’t actually remember coming in here.”

If Lewis could gasp, he would have.  “You don’t remember actually coming in here?!”

Vivi shook her head. “Nope.  I remember walking up to the doors and then…Nothing.”

Arthur frowned. “Yeah, what did you do?”

“Nothing!  I just let you know it was me!”

“Oh, do we know you?” asked Vivi.  “I don’t recall anyone dying recently…”

“Wha-?”  Lewis felt his face to make sure it was still in place.  “It’s me!”

“Me who?” asked Arthur.

“Lewis!”

Vivi and Arthur promptly passed out.  Lewis stared in confusion.  He awkwardly slapped at Arthur’s cheek but got now response.  Lewis gave Mystery a confused look.  “Did I do that?”

Mystery winced but nodded.

“But I didn’t even do anything!” protested Lewis.  “I just let them know who I was!”  He groaned and flopped back on the bed.  “Come on! I was so close!”  He huffed and lay in thought.  “Okay, so they were fine until I told them who I was…”  He frowned.  “Actually, they didn’t faint until I said my name…”  He growled.  “I swear if that spirit in the cave put some sort of curse on me to cause this…”

Arthur groaned. “Oh my God, my head is killing me…” Arthur blearily opened his eyes. He blinked.  “…Uh…”  He looked around before his eyes landed on Lewis.  “Did you kidnap us?”

“No!  No.  You came in here to explore my haunted house, and when I told you my name you passed out. And forgot stuff.  Twice,” explained Lewis.  “I think my name might be cursed.”

“Uh…Look, my head hurts so badly I can barely think straight,” admitted Arthur.  “Plus Vivi’s better at this sort of thing than me…Anyway, do you own the house or are you a ghost or something like that?”

“Uh, well I was a fairly normal human until I died a few months ago,” explained Lewis.  “Now, I’m a ghost.”

“Okay. Ghost.  That’s simple.  Usually,” muttered Arthur.  He looked at Vivi and poked her.  “Yeah, she’s not waking up.  So, uh, I figure ghosts can get cursed, but I dunno how to…uncurse ‘em.”  Arthur groaned and rubbed his eyes.  “Could…could you stop doing that?”

Lewis blinked.  “Doing what?”

“Your face is all blurry and looks like a photo negative and positive and smeared at once,” explained Arthur.  He groaned. “Seriously, it hurts just to look at you.”

Lewis blinked and summoned a mirror.  His glamour looked fine to him.  He dismissed it anyway.  “Is this better?”

Arthur made a face. “Uh, you’re a bit intimidating, but it doesn’t hurt anymore, so that’s good I guess.”  Arthur groaned and removed his prosthetic.  “I’m gonna pass out now.  Please don’t kill us or anything.”

Lewis shook his head. “I could never do that.”

“Great.”  Arthur curled up around Vivi.  “Wake me up in the morning…”

“Sure thing Artie,” Lewis said softly.  He watched as Arthur fell back to sleep holding Vivi.  He wanted to hold them so much…

Lewis ended up curled up at the foot of the bed, holding Mystery, who did his best to comfort his hurting child.

[distractedhistotech]

The difference a few seconds make

A couple of days ago I wondered how the altered memories would be affected if Lewis had turned around just a little earlier and realized Arthur was possessed before dying.  Couldn’t stop thinking about it.  Came up with several ideas about how things would go.

So here you guys go.

“Oh, I’m so excited!” said Vivi as she practically bounced in her seat.  “At least two weeks of traveling, maybe more, and all sorts of fun stops!”  She turned to Arthur.  “What are you looking forward to the most?”

Arthur hummed in thought for a moment.  “I’d have to say the Techno Expo.  There are some really interesting exhibits there besides mine.  Hopefully, I’ll be able to take some time to check ‘em out. There’s a one about using body heat to power electronics that would improve my arm.”

Vivi very carefully did not look at Arthur’s new arm.  He didn’t enjoy people staring at his prosthetic, especially if they were the nosy sort who asked questions.  Yeah, that probably didn’t apply to Vivi, but she still felt Arthur ought to be treated like he still had both his arms.  “I have no idea how that would work, but I’m sure you’ll figure it out no problem!”

Arthur smiled at her. “Thanks.  What about you?  Anything you’re looking forward to?”

“I’m just hoping we see something supernatural this time,” said Vivi.  “I know that the hoaxes with get us some more funds for traveling, but they’re just so disappointing, ya know.”

Arthur chuckled nervously.  “I’m not really sure which I prefer.”

“That’s fair.  At least we only have four items on that itinerary.  Well, if you don’t include the Ripley Museum we’re going to.”

“It’s haunted? I don’t remember seeing that in the brochure…”

“Not so much the museum as the items inside of it.  Some of them are cursed or haunted or magical.  Fortunately, Ripley was aware of this and put up all sorts of protections,” explained Vivi.  “So do the regular triple photographing.”

Triple photographing was the term they’d given to the method of photographing when they were ghost hunting. Nothing complicated.  They just took three photos in quick succession.  It helped them determine if anything odd that showed up was just a weird artifact instead of a spirit of some kind.

“You and Ripley would’ve gotten along,” commented Arthur.

Vivi giggled.  “Yeah, we would’ve, wouldn’t we?”

“Hey, random thought, if you could, would you-what the heck?”

“Hm?”

“The engine just stopped!” said Arthur.  Sure enough, the van had gotten a lot quieter, and they were slowing down quickly.  “You gotta be kidding me!  I went over every part and made sure it was in tip top shape before we set out!”  Arthur glared at the various displays in front of them.  What were they even called?  Was it part of the dashboard?  Was it all considered part of the dashboard?  Should she ask?

Vivi’s thought process was derailed as a large mansion came into view.  It was old, dark, decrepit, and generally creepy looking. What was weird was that it was visibly beating.  The three stared at it for several moments before Arthur broke the silence.  “Vivi?”

“Yeah?”

“That’s a haunted house, isn’t it?”

“Or a very good fake,” admitted Vivi because she has learned that you can fake anything with the right technology.  “But if it’s real it would explain why the van stopped working.”

Arthur groaned. “Great…”  He turned to look at Vivi.  “I don’t suppose I can talk you into helping me push the van out of range?”

Vivi did consider it. “I’m not sure we’re strong enough to do it, and we were planning to check out haunted houses on this trip.  I mean you can stay here if you want to. If it is an actual haunting, it’s probably a pretty powerful ghost.”

Arthur bit his lip but shook his head.  “Nah, I-I’ll be f-fine.”

Vivi smiled and gave Arthur a peck on his cheek.  “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure nothing happens to you.” That got a thankful smile from Arthur.

And that was how they found themselves walking up to doors (that opened on their own and then closed on their own) into what looked like a fairly fancy if damaged manor. For some reason there was a lot of purple.

“Hey, the candles are burning purple,” commented Vivi.  “Think we’ll be able to tell if they’re those specially made rainbow candles if we take them apart?”

“Uh…I’d avoid breaking anything,” said Arthur as stared at a painting with glowing eyes that seemed to be staring back.  “’Cause I’m starting to lean towards the ‘actual ghost’ theory.”

Vivi made a pleased sound.  “Well, better say hi.  Hello! We don’t mean to intrude, but our van broke down, and we’re kind of stuck.  We’ll be out of your hair once we figure out how to fix it.  If you aren’t happy about our presence, let us know, and we’ll leave.”

“Just, uh, p-please don’t, you know, try t-to k-k-kill us,” added Arthur.

Mystery didn’t react to what either of them said.  He was more distracted by the familiar scent he was picking up.  He let out a few barks.

And that was when several purple bedsheet looking ghosts started popping out of the woodwork and floating around the group.  Vivi let out an ecstatic squee.  Arthur recoiled with a shriek.  Mystery barked at them.

“They’re so cute!” squealed Vivi.

“Why are there so many of them?” questioned Arthur.  “Isn’t it usually just one or two ghosts?”

Vivi paused in thought before carefully reaching out towards one.  When it didn’t react badly to being touched, she gave it a pat.  “Actually, you’ve got a point.  These guys don’t seem to have enough power to manifest. Maybe if they were pooling their energy together (which would explain why they all look the same) they could manifest.  Or maybe there’s another, stronger ghost that’s helping them manifest.  That does happen sometimes.”

Arthur blinked as he tried to shoo several of the ghosts away from his prosthetic, which they seemed to have taken a strong interest in.  “Uh, how much st-stronger are we t-talking ab-about here?”

Before Vivi had a chance to answer, something tugged his arm up with a surprising amount of strength. The surprised look on Vivi’s face made it clear it was not one of the tiny, purple ghosts.  Arthur gulped and slowly turned around.

The first thing that came to mind upon seeing the ghost was ‘big’.  The second thing was ‘skull’.  The third was ‘purple pompadour?’ because the ghost did indeed have a glowing purple pompadour sprouting out of its jawless skull.    Arthur wasn’t sure what to do as the ghost studied his prosthetic for several moments.  “You have a metal arm.”

Arthur nodded.  “Y-y-y-yeah.”

The ghost somehow blinked despite having no eyelids and quickly let go of Arthur’s arm.  “Whoa! I’m not gonna do anything to you!”     Fire burst out of the top of the ghost’s suit and engulfed his skull for a moment before reforming into an admittedly handsome face with dark skin and a hooked nose.  Still had a purple pompadour and freaky eyes though. “It’s me, Lewis.”

[distractedhistotech]

It Finally Happened!

A bit of a quick explanation.  As my name will tell you I am a histotech.  For those of you who do not know, histotechs work in hospital labs.  When something solid is removed from your body (liquids go to a different department) it’s taken to us.  The doctor will examine and cut up the tissue if necessary.  Afterwards, we put the tissue in processors that dehydrate the tissue and then impregnate it with hot paraffin wax.  Then we embed the tissue in paraffin blocks so that we can cut them into slices that are around 4 micrometers thick.  The slices are then mounted onto microscope slides, dried, and dyed using hematoxylin and eosin.

On a side note, that’s how all those pink and purple tissue pictures in your biology textbooks came from.  Surprisingly complicated, huh?

Anyway, we don’t just get the organic stuff.  We get inorganic stuff too.  This is usually an infected catheter or hardware being removed because it’s not needed to keep a bone together anymore.  And then you get some odd stuff...Like today.

Today was the day I’d been waiting for since I started working at a hospital.  Today, we got a vibrator.

Now, what did we do with the vibrator?  The same thing we do with other foreign bodies: We registered it, labeled it, and left it for the doctor to dictate.  They have to dictate everything that comes in, even if it’s not something that can be dissected and processed.  Afterwards, foreign bodies are put on a specific shelf unless someone decides they need the object for some reason.

The patient decided they wanted the vibrator back.  So we put the vibrator back in its bucket, wrapped it in a red biohazard bag, and sent it back to the doctor who had originally removed it.

And that’s the end of that particular histo story.  Funnily enough it wasn’t the weirdest thing I’ve ever seen, but this post is long enough as it is so I’ll be turning in now.

[distractedhistotech]

As happy as I am that Biden won, I’m also extremely disappointed that so many people voted for Trump.

[phantoms-lair]

So I’ve hit a sticking point on Uncommon Ancestry. My new plans for Ibara mean Izuku has to get into a match with her in the Sports Festival. But that means bumping someone else off the docket.

Initially by my plan he had three bouts: Shinso, Bakugou, then Todoroku in the Final. But shoehorning Ibara in means removing someone and the more I think on it, the more I realized it *had* to be Todoroki that went. Shinso needs to make a good showing in the Sports Festival to move up to Hero Course. Bakugou needs to get his butt kicked by Midoriya-self explanatory. 

But a lot of the things that made the Midoriya -Todoroki fight impactful was Enji and Shouto both seeing it as Endeavor vs All Might: Jr. Edition. With Midoriya being openly quirkless those conversations about the abuse Enji put on his son wouldn’t happen.

Which means I need to find a new way of getting Izuku to learn about the problem and break through to his friend.

[distractedhistotech]

Maybe you could rearrange who fights who?  I can’t remember if the matches were picked randomly or if there was fixing, but either way since circumstances are different it could happen.

Alternately, since Midoriya doesn’t have as hard a time with the race maybe he helped some of the other contestants a bit so that some people who finished canonically are replaced by others.  Or something similar happens with that second round thing I can’t remember the name of.  Or both.