Things You May Not Know About the AOS Star Trek Kelvin Timeline:
*Disclaimer* I do not own any of the information presented here. All information presented pertains to the Kelvin alternate reality timeline only. I painstakingly fact checked and re-checked this information to make sure it was as accurate as possible. A lot of the information came from director/writer(s) interviews and/or deleted scenes from the three movies respectively.
First Movie (Star Trek)
Opening stardate: 2233.04
Flashforward stardate: 2244.?
Kirk gets recruited stardate: 2255.?
Remainder of movie stardate: 2258.42
'Main' Character Ages:
Opening stardate
• Kirk - newborn
• Spock - 2
• McCoy - 6
• Uhura - newborn (also born this year)
• Scotty - 11
• Sulu - not yet born
• Chekov - not yet born
Flashforward stardate:
• Kirk - 11
• Spock - 13
• McCoy - 17
• Uhura - 11
• Scotty - 22
• Sulu - 7
• Chekov - 5
Recruitment stardate:
• Kirk - 22
• Spock - 24
• McCoy - 28
• Uhura - 22
• Scotty - 33
• Sulu - 18
• Chekov - 14
Remainder of movie stardate:
• Kirk - 25
• Spock - 27
• McCoy - 31
• Uhura - 25
• Scotty - 36
• Sulu - 21
• Chekov - 17
Second Movie (Into Darkness)
Stardate: 2259.?
'Main' Character Ages:
• Kirk - 26
• Spock - 28
• McCoy - 32
• Uhura - 26
• Scotty - 37
• Sulu - 22
• Chekov - 18
Third Movie (Beyond)
Stardate: 2262.02 - 2262.04
'Main' Character Ages:
• Kirk - 29
• Spock - 31
• McCoy - 35
• Uhura - 29
• Scotty - 40
• Sulu - 25
• Chekov - 21
Facts for Kelvin Timeline:
• Nero's ship is called the Narada
• Kelvin timeline Jim Kirk was born 2 1/2 months early
• Jim has an older brother named George Kirk Jr
• George Kirk Jr ran away from home due to abuse which is what prompted Jim to go on his joyride
• The 1965 Chevy Corvette actually belonged to George Kirk Sr but was taken over by Frank (George Jr and Jim's uncle). It is unclear whether Frank is the brother of Winona or George Sr.
• In the Kelvin timeline Winona does remarry but he is never mentioned. When Winona is off-planet she leaves her son's with their Uncle Frank and not with their stepfather for unknown reasons.
• At Starfleet Academy Jim was top of his class in survival strategies and tactical analysis and also the assistant instructor in hand-to-hand combat
• Jim was also the Treasurer of Starfleet Academy's xenolinguistics club
• For two academic quarters Jim served onboard the U.S.S. Farragut (sometime between 2255 and 2258) under Captain Stephen Garrovick
• In 2256, Jim was awarded the Palm Leaf of Axanar Peace Mission of valor
• Sometime just before marooned on Delta Vega (where he meets Scotty) Jim was promoted to Lieutenant
• Spock's parents names are Sarek (father) and Amanda Grayson (mother), he also has a paternal half-brother named Sybok
• Spock actually has a learning disability (the Vulcan equivalent of dyslexia) called L'tak Teria which he inherited from his mother
• At Starfleet Academy Spock specialized in computer programming
• Spock was instructor of advance phonology and interspecies ethics
• Spock was also awarded the title of grandmaster by the Federation's Three-Dimensional Chess Organization
• Spock has never taken the Kobayashi Maru test
• The Vulcan ship flown by Commander Spock (containing the red matter) is called the Jellyfish
• Leonard McCoy does marry and divorce a women named Pamela, but in the Kelvin timeline the pair have no children
• McCoy's father was also a doctor
• As a kid McCoy dreamed of being a pro basketball player
• McCoy suffers from aviophobia
• During Uhura's childhood she saved both of her parents lives when a shuttle explodes severely injuring them. Her Uncle Raheem was killed during the blast as he was spacewalking during the explosion and was blown into space.
• Uhura is from somewhere in Africa though it is not specified specifically where
• She was the Academy aide for the advanced phonology and advanced acoustical engineering courses
• Uhura is proficient in eighty-three percent of all official Federation languages and regional dialects
• At the academy, Uhura was vice-president of Starfleet's chorale ensemble
• Scotty was the former Academy aide for Admiral Jonathan Archer's Advanced Relativistic Mechanics course and first in his class at Starfleet Academy
• Sulu was born in San Francisco
• He has a husband (Ben) and an adopted daughter (Damora)
• Chekov is from Russia
• His father's name is Andrei Chekov
• Chekov was top of his class in stellar cartography and transporter theory
• He is also an expert in advanced theoretical physics and the youngest cadet in history to win the Starfleet Academy marathon
• Graduating Starfleet Academy at the age of seventeen makes Chekov the second youngest freshman cadet in Starfleet Academy history
I love short stories. I love people who write/tell short stories. They are a breed of writer we don't hype up enough. They, just absolutely naturally with very little conscious effort as they grow this skill, understand how to use words so fucking economically in order to create a complete narrative.
World building? They got it, they do it, and they have parred it down to the most meaningful bits and pieces in order to make you feel like this is a real place.
Characterization? They have fleshed out the most meaningful aspect of creating a character in a few sentences. And, boy, do they ever do this! All the time! Like it's nothing at all!
Intriguing plot? There are stories that require 34587560874958643769809543 pages worth of information to ensure the plot is consistent, good, and worth your interest but apparently these shitters don't need that. They've got every trick in the book right at their fingertips ready to go to make sure their 3 page story keeps you hooked the entire time. And they don't even sweat it, the unsaid compliments the said so flawlessly in most of these works that a fifteen-minute read can spawn hours worth of discussion.
And holy FUCK, every word is used economically. Every phrase so fundamental it can barely be changed without altering the entire story. Every line of dialogue feels so natural, but contains such important information that you're locked in. Zero waste novelists wish they were on the level of a short-story writer, and we're not giving the short story writer the dues they're owed for this skillset.
Hats off to you, short story crafters. You're amazing.
So...one day I thought "hmmm, what if we had another season about the bad timeline" and then I went to draw it.
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Ep 1. Master Leonardo becomes Baby Blue once again
Ep 2. Can you carry your uncles?
Ep 3. Raph is dead. The good news is it's fixable
Ep 4. Your brain may be human, but your soul speaks in turtle
Ep 5. Mikey looks sixty, but he's not even forty. Donnie can do something about that
Ep 6. Krangified
Ep 7. How many cool points does your dad have?
Ep 8. You may not be human. You might actually be a turtle
Ep 9. Commander O'Neil
Ep 10. Tiny Tello
Ep 11. The little things
Ep 12. Everything is falling apart
Ep 13. You are in the past, your thoughts are in the future
Ep 14. Donatello
Ep 15. Raphael
Ep 16. And the two they left behind
Ep 17. You've got cuddles and hot water. Both are limitless
Ep 18. So many turtles
Ep 19. Find the Krang, stop the...wait..
Ep 20. The winter is long
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Okay but for anyone who legit wants to know how to calculate it correctly:
The elbow joint on average rests a couple inches higher than the navel, so if you measure how long the distance is from the middle of the shoulder to that point then you have the length of the upper and fore arms!
So if anyone’s wondering about legs too, the simplest rule of thumb is that the length from the top of the leg to the knee is equal to the distance between the top of the leg and the bottom of the pectorals:
And I wanna stress that when i say “top of the leg” i’m not talking about the crotch (please don’t flag me tumblr it’s an anatomical term) i’m talking about the point where the femur connects to the pelvis, which is higher up on the hips:
It’s easier to see what I’m talking about in this photo of a man squatting:
So yeah if you use that measurement when using this technique you should get fairly realistically proportioned legs:
But remember! messing with proportions is an important and fun part of character design! Know the rules first so you can then break them however you please!
I only ever saw the part where people started drawing the limbs outrageously long and genuinely wanted to know how to fix that, so I’m really thankful to see the rest.
I totally didn’t spend half an hour trying to draw someone holding a coffee cup in a way that didn’t make it look like they’d dislocated about two elbows and a wrist right before seeing this.
Ok we get Arcane and Stardew Valley. I can’t wait to marry Vi and watch Caitlyn suffer as I steal her gurl. Can’t wait to reach maximum hearts with Viktor and aid him in world domination. Can’t wait to reach 2 hearts with Jinx and be invited to explode Piltover together. Can’t wait to meet Ambessa and absolutely do whatever the fuck she orders me to. Can’t wait to throw rocks at Jayce.
To me, one of the funniest things in Power Rangers is Prince Phillip's character arc.
He had one (1) encounter with monsters (which included him being: threatened, pinned down, thrown about and almost killed), seeing the Rangers (one of which being the "long-dead" famous Knight who protected his ancestors and immediately recognised him as "his" Prince) fight said monsters and see them use their Zords to beat the crap out of Fury.
This guy immediately deciding: fuck yeah! I wanna do this again! Screw being a Prince I wanna fight monsters and ride in giant robots with my sexy Knight and new bestie the Caveman! And then proceedes to accquire several dinosaur skulls until he finally found an Energem. Which considering he wouldn't have even known which dinosaurs to look for, must've been a lot. He was blowing his money on fossilised lizard heads just so he could wear spandex and kick ass. Not to mention the man has been TRAINING! He learned martial arts just so he could kick ass whenever he wanted. Respect.
Then he had his little arc when he realises he can't just spend money on whatever he wants to be worthy of being a Ranger. Which is fair. And hilarious because it extends so much further than him essentially renovating Amber Beach (see: fossilised lizard heads). But then he saves Chloe Randall and is finally seen as worthy...and IMMEDIATELY kicks ass! No hesitation. Princey is in it for the long haul! But then he realises "ah shit, still have a kingdom to run. But call me whenever you need me! Or just to chat because I'm the only adult other than Kendall and she'll definitely wanna vent about these guys some time. I can tell.". Also I think he just got pseudo-adopted by Keeper.
And then he comes back in another episode to essentially buy the museum so they don't go into debt and lose the base. I mean, technically he's just telling Ivan that the gold he left in the bank 800 years ago made him rich so he can save his friends, but Phillip somehow knew all this from Europe. He knew the museum was shutting down in America from Europe. And none of the team even told him!
(NEWS: Prince of Zandar caught just casually having lunch with his spandex besties in the middle of nowhere, America. Looks annoyed he got interrupted. More at 5.)
His other iconic exploits including:
-Telling the others that his scientists have confirmed the Silver Energem is not on earth. Which means he's been telling people. About the Energems. GDI Phillip you had ONE JOB!
-Willingly dressing up as a mummy-security guard to save the others from being vaporised during Intergalactic Court, going trick-or-treating with everyone afterwards like the Prince he is
-Seeing a Vivix (who is actually a human girl trapped in it's body) with makeup on and having the most disgusted look on his face. He did not hesitate.
-He, Kendall, James and Zenowing being the team adults. A.K.A. the only ones who own a sense of self-preservation. Which is funny, because Phillip is ready to throw hands 110% of the time. He's just good at hiding it. Keeper has him clocked though
-He hasn't canonically done this one but now the museum is now a dinosaur zoo, you know damn well Kendall had to let him take the Pachycephalosaurus back to Zandar with him because he was bugging her about it
So? Prince Phillip III of Zandar is the underrated King of my heart. If you just focus for a minute you can see that he's actually unhinged and he's making it everyone's problem. Man knew damn well what he wanted out of that Energem and got even more. Phenomenal.
They did not have to make the British Prince a Power Ranger but I'm so glad they did.
I’ve had my thoughts about this and wanted to share it.
So like, you remember the episode(forget the number) where Shizuka goes to test Mouri, they run into a murder, then Heiji and Kazuha appears and then Heiji mentions how she didn’t come and visits him the hospital?
And like, I call BS! Cause you can’t tell me that Shizuka didn’t drop what she was doing and go to the hospital check up on her son. Maybe even sneak some food into the hospital. I get vibes of a loving and protective mother who would do whatever to protect her kids.
She went to Tokyo to test Mouri because of how many times Heiji got injured while he visited his bestie.
I can understand Heizo not coming right away. Especially if a criminal injured Heiji. He’d made sure that the unlucky person is not going anywhere(and maybe even scare the hell out of them for daring to harm his son). He’d also be messaging Shizuka, asking for any updates(and maybe a photo or two). And once he’s done, he’ll go over and join Shizuka at the hospital.
He’d probably make a jab at Heiji for getting hurting, but he would also make sure that he’s good and that he’s getting what he needs. Also, he would defiantly “ground” Heiji(let’s be honest, Heiji would probably jump straight back into life without giving his body time to heal) and make sure he’s healed before letting him do detective or kendo.
Seriously, Gosho, give them moments of showing how good of parents they are to Heiji. (And like, maybe throw the other parents in there as well)
Hello! Heres the writing to go with your drawing. I had fun writing this. I hope that I’ve done it justice. I adore this.
I have given Heiji a name for his shrunken form. I hope you like the name. I went with the one that means “protect”. Honestly, there were so many different names that I could had chosen. I switched his name like, 3 times before settling on the one I did.
Also, I was tempted to call him Ellery, but seeing as I’m thinking of having Kazuha know about him being shrunken, she would have vetoed that name so fast that it wouldn’t have even been suggested.
The double dashed in the writing it to help differ the POV(it’s all in third) perspective.
Anyways, enjoy!
Heiji blames those men in black for putting him in this situation. Had it not been for their experimental poison that turned him 6, he wouldn’t be here. He’d probably be at home, sleeping or working on cold cases. Maybe watching a movie or annoying Kazuha.
And yet, he’s on the roof with the Phantom Thieves; balling his eyes out while they panic. Who knew that Heiji would see the day that the Phantom Thieves panic.
Had Heiji not been crying, he would find this whole thing hilarious. To know that they are panicking over a baby tooth falling out.
But seeing as he’s in the middle of crying, it’ll probably not be until later that he’ll laugh at their misfortune.
—
“What do we do?!” KID whispers to his twin.
“Why you look at me?! Aren’t you the one who’s great with kids?!”
“You’re the one who’s all buddy-buddy with the kid! So you should be the one to help him,” KID tells Baron.
Baron opens his mouth to argue back when the roof door bangs open.
“I finally found you g— what did you do to Mamoru-Kun?”
There, standing at the door is Hakuba Saguru. His hair filled with sparkling glitter —he must had fallen for one of the traps— glaring at the Phantom Thieves.
“Tantei-San, you wound me,” KID declares dramatically. “To think you would forget our ‘no one gets hurt’ rule.”
“Clearly the rule wasn’t upheld since Mamoru-Kun is crying.”
“It’s not our fault he tripped and knocked a tooth out,” Baron says, crossing his arms. “Maybe you shouldn’t let kids be apart of the chase.”
Hakuba opens his mouth to argue, only to get cut off by KID
“Well then, we shall leave Tantei-Kun in your capable hands Tantei-San,” KID says cheerfully as he grabs his twin by his scarf. “See you next Illusion!”
With that said, KID leaps off the side of the building, dragging a protesting Baron with him.
Hakuba runs over to the edge and he watches as KID’s glider heads off into the night. Sighing, he turns around and goes over to Mamoru— who has started to calm down. Grabbing his handkerchief, Hakuba picks up the baby tooth and wraps it into to. Shoving it into his pocket, he lifts Mamoru up onto his feet.
“Yet another failure. Come Mamoru-Kun, let’s bring you back to Toyama-San,” Hakuba says as he head towards the door.
—
Heiji rubs his eyes to remove the remaining tears. He walks towards Hakuba as he sticks his hands into his pocket. Blinking in surprise, he removes the gem —The Emerald Reef— from his pocket.
“How—?” Heiji mutters, before shaking his head.
He doesn’t have time to mull over how. All that crying has made him sleepy and he’s rather have Kazuha or Nee-Chan to carry him than Hakuba.
“Here,” Heiji says as he thrust his hand to Hakuba, dropping the gem into the other boy’s hands as he starts to descend off the roof.
Now, to find the girls before Hakuba notices his slight sway and his fluttering eyes. Heiji will defiantly smack the Phantom Thieves with his bokken the next time he sees them.
Compiled some basic information I know about drawing fat characters for beginners since I've been seeing more talk about absence of really basic traits in a lot of art lately.
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"Nothing active on the scans." Tsukauchi sighed. "Which means this isn't a continuous effect. Whatever was done is done, which means it's not a simple matter of reversing it. The three of them have lost their memories of their own quirks and anything in their lives pertaining to quirks. Which in today's society is...considerable. We're running their prints through missing persons, but so far nothing."
"They'll need help." Yagi agreed. "At bare minimum a quirk expert to help them rediscovered what their quirks are and to help them gain control over them."
Tsukauchi pursed his lips. "Which wouldn't be a problem except one of them can see a national secret. You know what the Commission would do to get their hands on someone who could do that? We need a quirk expert who can be discreet, isn't in the commission's pocket, and can be trusted if they figure out what 'blond skeleton means."
Yagi was quiet for a minute. "I may know of someone."
Tsukauchi raised an eyebrow. "Really?"
"My successor. Quirk analysis is a hobby of his and he's quite good at it."
"You want to use a fifteen year old with a hobby?" Tsukauchi asked in disbelief.
"Do you have a better idea?"
And curse it all, he didn't.
~
Takagi did his best not to react as the group entered the hospital room where the three of them had been examined of signs of a 'mental quirk' affecting their memories. The reason was one of the people who entered was none other that the Moonlight Magician himself. On their way to the hospital Conan-kun had shown him a message on his phone pleading with him not to react when he saw Kaitou Kid again. That Kid was protective over his detectives and would likely keep on eye on them in a new disguise. Then Conan changed the message to say he was scared.
Takagi knew the second message wasn't for him. It was incase anyone took a look at the phone later or saw him show Takagi the message. Conan-kun was smart, everyone knew that. But far fewer people knew he could be incredibly manipulative too.
Kid wasn't the only one to enter the room. The other person was an actual kid, maybe a few years younger than Hattori. He also had bright green hair (maybe? Takagi really couldn't trust what his eyes told him anymore).
"I'm Midoriya Izuku," The kid introduced himself shyly and at least the voice seemed to match the age he was seeing. "I'm going to be acting as your quirk councilor until, you know, a real one can be found."
"Oi, isn't sending a kid to do a doctors job a real dumb idea?" Hattori asked Kid accusingly. (Of course, he didn't know that was Kid).
"Oh no, this isn't like a doctor or psychologist." Midoriya assured them. "There's no diagnosis or anything. Just figuring how your quirk works and how to make it work in a way for you. Including turning it off."
"Turning it off would be nice," Takagi admitted. What good was a cop who couldn't trust his eyes? Midoriya cracked open a new notebook.
"Let's break down your quirk. What do you see that has been different?"
"Conan-kun looks older to me. And the man who was with the Detective looked emaciated with dark sunken eyes. Those were the things at least that other people said I was seeing wrong." And Kid, but if Conan didn't want these people knowing about Kid, he should probably keep shut on that. "Hattori-kun looks the same, if that helps."
"The same as he does in your memory, but your memory's been altered." Midoriya said, almost as a stream of thought. "And if you see someone whose variance isn't extreme you might not comment on it, which mean others wouldn't correct you, so there might be more variance you're unaware of." He was scribbling quickly in his notebook, then lifted his head. "Takagi-san, could you please describe me to the best of your ability. Hattori-kun, Conan-kun please correct him on anything he mis-sees."
"Green hair." That would be the one that should be wrong, but no one reacted to his words. Okay. "Green eyes. Freckles. Height about 166cm. White T-Shirt that says 'Jacket', Black Pants. Red Shoes."
"Does anything see unusual about my shoes?" Midoriya's voice quavered, like he didn't want to point it out, but had to for the test.
"I don't see a brand I recognize, but other than that no." What else? "Skinny arms and hands-"
"And that's where I have to stop you." Hattori cut in. "Midoriya's definitely done some intense physical training. Kid's jacked."
Midoriya looked at his own arms in surprise and then a wide grin flashed on his face. While his previous statements where said like a stream of consciousness, this was a mumblestorm of which only a few words like 'perception' and 'reflection' were understandable.
Conan and Heiji shared a look. They didn't know anything about quirk stuff, but they understood the way Midoriya's mind was working. He thought like them, just focused on 'quirk's' instead of cases.
Midoriya broke out of his mutterstorm. "Conan-kun, would you consider yourself mature for your age?"
"Yes?" Conan answered tentatively while Hattori nodded vigorously.
"Do you feel you fit in with people of Hattori-kun's age range as well or better than your peers."
"Why?" Conan asked with narrowed eyes.
"Because when Takagi-san looks at you, he looks at about the same height as Hattori-kun, so I'd guess he's seeing you as the same age."
"I have friends in my age group." Conan hedged. "But I have friend Hattori's age too."
Midoriya was practically vibrating and Conan recognized it well. It was the reaction of solving a case, of having that final clue slot in place. He'd learned to suppress it because with murders, well vibing with excitement wasn't appropriate. He supposed Midoriya was under no such constraint.
"Takagi-san, I believe your quirk lets you see someone as they seem themself! What you see isn't the physical reality, but their own self reflection!" Midoriya gestured to his arms. "This is actually kind of recent. I spent most of my life being told I was a scrawny weakling and I guess that's still in my own self image. Conan-kun sees himself at a age closer to Hattori because he views himself as more mature. All Might...actually it's best if you don't mention that to anyone. Ever." Midoriya looked bashful.
"So about turning it off?" Takagi pressed.
"So usually quirks come in around four. Up until that point kids had no access to them so they get a feel for having their quirk turn on and off and from there learn control. But you've had those memories erased while your quirk was in the 'on' position, so you have no variance to inform you how to turn it off. I think some experimenting with quirk suppression cuffs, or quirk like Aizawa-sensei's would help you find your off switch. After that it's just a matter of practice."
"Okay, Takagi-san. We have the start and a plan for you. What about you, Hattori-kun and Conan-kun? Obviously heteromorphic quirks are out, but have you noticed anything?" Midoriya looked at the other two expectantly.
Conan crossed his arms. "Why are you so sure we have these 'quirks' anyway. Takagi-Keiji could have just been hallucinating?"
Midoriya bit his lip. He couldn't say because Takagi-san had seen with All Might was a literal national secret, he was trying to deflect away from it. "There's sort of a shorthand test. It does occasionally throw false negatives, but never a false positive."
Conan narrowed his eyes. "So even if we fail your 'test', it's not acknowledging we may not have quirks."
"False negatives are rare enough you'd generally be considered quirkless." Midoriya gave a shaky smile. "I was a false negative that didn't manifest my quirk until about a decade later."
"And what quirk is that?" Conan pressed.
Midoriya turned to the Doctor he'd come in with. "Can I demonstrate?"
Only Takagi saw how flustered Kid looked in that moment. "As long as you don't break anything." The 'Doctor' allowed.
"At least I'm already in a hospital." Midoriya grumbled, earning concerned looks from all, before he took a deep breath and accessed full cowling, green lightning dancing along his skin.
"I'm keeping it at a very low level for demonstration purposes. Otherwise there would be red marks on my skin." Midoriya explained. "My quirk is called Superpower. It stockpiles energy that I can then feed into myself to boost my strength and speed. However my ability to feed myself this energy and adapt to it aren't a one to one ratio and I can -and have - shattered my bones." The green lightning faded. "The best current theory as to why my quirk manifested a decade late is that I would have killed myself if I'd gotten it any earlier."
"So what's this test?" Hattori asked, likely trying to steer the conversation away from the idea of self-destructive superpowers.
"It's called the toe test-"
"Really?" Conan asked dryly.
"Yeah. It's called that because it has to do with foot structure. Shortly after quirks became a thing, one of the other changes in humanity was in foot shape. One less joint in the little toe and a slimmer foot in all."
With an almost offended huff Conan slid off his hospital slipper, only to stare at his foot like he'd never seen it before. The little toe was shorter. The shape of his toeline was different.
And for the first time since this started it felt real.
"Right, I know whoever messed with your minds made you think this was weird, but it's completely normal. It fact you guys are more normal than me." Midoriya gave a comforting smile. "We'll figure this out." He clicked his pen. "But it is important we figure out what your quirks are. While I'm an extreme case, there is a chance of accidentally hurting yourself or others. Since anything relating to your quirk has been erased, sensations that you would have found normal now might seems unusual. For example, my best friend growing up had sweat that smelled like burnt caramel. It was normal for him, but if all details of his quirk were erased from his mind, he'd find that really weird."
"Your friend power was having his sweat smell good?" Hattori wrinkled his nose.
"No, his quirk was his sweat was chemically similar to nitroglycerin and he could ignite it at will."
Conan, Hattori, and Takagi balanced, and Kid held onto pokerface by the skin of his teeth.
"But it is an example of something fairly innocuous that would give us an idea. Has there been anything like that?"
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"All Might, I fear in making Midoriya your successor, you've deprived the world of a brilliant quirk councilor." Nedzu said calmly.
"Sorry?" All Might said awkwardly.
"Oh don't be. We'll just have to make sure he's honing that skill as well as his fighting techniques. I am also interested in the child. Of all three of them he seems the most-" shrewd? paranoid? "Well, I find this Edogawa Conan a very interesting person. "Tell me, are we still looking for a place to keep them safe?"
"We are." Tsukauchi confirmed.
"Consider it taken care of." Nedzu clicked off his phone and walked into the room. He delighted in the way the younger two startled at his appearance, but worried at the way the elders eyes flicked from his actual height to one more normal for a human. Oh dear, had he managed to gain a human self image in trying to fit in with them? He hoped not, but some self reflection may be due.
"Principal Nedzu?" Midoriya asked.
Oh dear, his thoughts had startled him right out of his usual introduction. "Greetings. As Midoriya-kun has stated, I am the Principal of UA and I'm here to make you three an offer."
"What's UA?" Hattori asked.
Nedzu laughed. "Oh this shall be delightful. I've never gotten to show my school off to someone who hasn't heard of it. UA is a high school, one that Midoriya-kun here attends. As you three need somewhere safe to stay, I'm opening our doors. We have some on-campus apartments and it just so happened an opening for Hattori-kun in General Education as one of the students there is transferring to another course."
"Shinso's transfer is going through already?" Midoriya beamed.
"It would be a waste of time and talent not to," Nedzu said, as if he hadn't just rushed the transfer to make room for Hattori. "It would also be a simple thing to set up a private tutor for Conan-kun once we've established where he's at, educationally."
"Why?" Hattori challenged, crossing his arms. "Aint it a weird thing for a school to be offering. And I heard you guys say we needed to be protected, would a school be safe enough?"
Nedzu smiled. He pulled a plastic card from his vest and handed it to Hattori. "I know you have no memory of what this is. Your idea of heroes comes from pre-quirk era comics about vigilantes. Heroes in reality are professionals licensed by the government who have chosen a career dedicated to risking life and limb to protect others. And not only myself, but every member of my faculty have this card. In addition, aside from general education, every other track is dedicated to heroes work in some manner or form. This is a globally recognized school. As such the need for security is paramount, and ours rivals any government facility. UA is here to help and no cost will be spared. That being said, Takagi-san, I would appreciate it if you would be willing to be an addition to that security once you've trained your quirk. The League does have a shapeshifter on hand in one Toga Himiko, and being able to see through her disguises would be a welcome boon."
"In that case we'll want to see if his quirk works through cameras and if it does if it's only through live feed or if it's recording and still photos as well. That might also help to see if it works on psychic impressions or by connecting to the subject's mind like Shinso's does. And if it doesn't that using photographs as a spot the difference could be a good way to train whether his quirk in on or off-" Midoriya's mumbling ceased to be intelligble at this point and he scribbled rapidly in his notebook."
"As I said earlier, Midoriya-kun's dream of being a hero robbed the world of an excellent quirk councilor." Nedzu chuckled. "Of course if he'd decided to be a quirk councilor, the world would have lost a great potential hero, so I suppose no winning there." He truned his attention back to the three, retrieving his hero license back from Hattori. "Do you agree to come to my school?"
"We don't exactly have a lot of options." Hattori sighed, while Conan next to him looked grumpy.
"I became a policeman because I want to help people. If I can keep the students safe I want to do that." Takagi nodded.
"Excellent. We'll have you three moved to the faculty apartments." Nedzu clapped his hands. Paws? "And we'll still put every effort into helping you with you quirks, of course. While Hattori-kun's is still a mystery it sounds like Midoriya-kun has plans for Takagi-san, and having an intelligence quirk myself I can certainly help Conan-kun with his-"
"We don't know that!" Midoriya's head shot up and his pen ceased it's rampant scribbling. "Yes, Conan-kun is obvious extremely intelligent, moreso for his age, but that doesn't mean it's his quirk! David Shield is considered on of the greatest genius of my Mom's generation and his quirk just makes his finger bones rubbery! Hatsume and Melissa are also geniuses and one has zooming eyes and the other is quirkless! Yaoyaorozu has an insane ability to store and retain information and her quirk lets her turn her fat cells into other materials. While I certainly wouldn't rule out an intelligence quirk you can't just assume-" It was at this point Midoriya's brain caught up to who he was contradicting and he froze.
Nedzu only chuckled again. "Think of it this way, Midoriya-kun. Like earlier with the toes test, you acknowledged that have a foot structure similar to your own doesn't necessarily mean they would be quirkless, but it would be safe to identify as such. Perhaps Conan-kun does not have an intelligence quirk, but in lieu of signs of another quirk it is safe to assume he does at this moment."
"Yes, sir." Midoriya sad in a tone that was more begrudging acceptance than agreement.
"Now let's get ourselves started on transferring you all to the campus
as well as preparing assessments for Hattori-kun and Conan-kun."
~
Once they had left, Kid returned to the hidey hole he'd made for himself and let panic show on his face.
It had been good to see his three detective all doing reasonably well. At least until Midoriya had starting talking about quirks and he'd compared it to his own knowledge of quirk factors and then had to catch the thought because what the hell were quirk factors?
Except he knew what they were. In fact he seemed to know a lot about quirk medicine he shouldn't have known. But the doctor he was impersonating would.
Was this his quirk?
Well, he'd need to test if it was. And if he gained the knowledge of who he disguised himself as, then disguising himself as Midoriya might help him analyze it.
Of course he didn't have the resources he did back in his own world (He was sure this was reality transfer. He wondered what explanation his detectives had come up with.), nor the usual amount of time he would have normally spent studying his target. But he could make do. Casual attire, makeup freckles, doing his hair to mimic Midoriya's unruly curls (he couldn't dye it green and he hoped that wouldn't affect it.)
He walked around his hidey hole, letting himself get into character, and then picked up the notebook and pen he'd absconded with. "Kaitou Kid's quirk syncs with his highly trained art of disguise, allowing him to access knowledge and information the person he's disguised as would know. This makes him even more tricky to prepare against for heists, as he can learn what the security measures are by spending some time as Nakamouri or whoever he's targeting."
Ooo, he hadn't had time to process that. Of course that depended on whether they still had these powers- he felt a shift like something unsettling. Right, staying in character, Midoriya would call them quirks.
"Apparently even thinking too much out of character can disrupt the connection. The disguise, being purely makeup would remain, as well as Kid being able to outwardly stay in character, but he'd loose the ability to access new information until he was able to resume the right mentality to activate his quirk again."
Kaito brushed a green curl out of his eyes, then froze, a grin spreading on his face. "Kid's quirk also contains at least a minor shapeshifting aspect, supplementing his trained skill. While useful in a pinch, it should not be relied upon as it would likely fade during a mental 'character break'. And Long term transformations tend to be harder to maintain, like the muscle form All Might uses to hide his injury from One For All-"
Kaito leaned back and digested what he'd just wrote, the knowledge of the impossible quirk and the 200 year old supervillain swirling in his head. His hair turned back to brown as a quiet Kuso escaped his throat.
Usually solving a murder took observation, cleverness, and deductive prowess.
Usually It was not a matter of Conan and Heiji walking in on a woman bludgeoning the victim in the head with what looked like a rather large piece of bismuth with two officers of Tokyo Metropolitan in tow. (It couldn't be. Bismuth would shatter when hit against a skull, not deal the obviously lethal damage it had)
"Suda-san, why?" Takagi gasped.
The woman smiled, the expression all the more horrifying for her blood splattered face. "For this of course. That idiot Kawahara wouldn't give it to me. Not for money, not for me proving it was just 'fake' bismuth, though he had no idea the real value of what he had." She cradled the crystalline metal in her arms like it was an infant.
She was insane. Conan had met several people who were not mentally well, who killed for the dumbest of reasons, but he couldn't remember seeing insanity on this scale.
"Suda-san, put the stone down." Takagi said gently. Sato was uncharacteristically quiet, but Conan had figured out why a little bit ago.
"You're not taking it from me." Suda stood up and the crystal began to glow. "So now you'll all have to go far enough away so you can never come back."
'Sato' lifted her arm, the gun she was bringing to bare heavier and misshapen for a police firearm, but it didn't have the chance to go off. The four of them were swallowed by rainbow light.
The vertigo was overwhelming. There was no up or down, no motion or standing still. And it made the moment it stopped just seemd to make it all the more worse.
"I think I'm going to hurl" Heiji moaned.
"Sato-san? Are you okay? Sato-Kaitou Kid!?" Takagi exclaimed.
"Can't be surprised you got caught, you pulled out your cardgun." Conan snarked, not quite able to sit up yet."
"Kudo-kun?"
Okay, never mind. That startled Conan up. Had he turned back? No, he was still Conan, but Takagi was looking at him in shock. Or rather, right above him, where his head would be if he were his proper size.
"Takagi-keiji, that's Conan-kun." Kid said slowly, but in his own voice. He seemed to accept the jig was up for him.
"No it's not, it's Kudo-kun! I'm not blind."
"Err, it's really not. Like yeah, Sato-san turned out to be Kaitou Kid in disguise, but that's still Conan."
For once Heiji got his name right.
"Not it's not, that Kudo. And Kid's not in disguise, he's wearing his usually white suit. Isn't...he?" It seemed to be dawning on Takagi that no one else in the room was seeing what he was seeing.
"What's going on here?" A man who looked like he belonged in a comic book convention marched in
~
"Tsukauchi I need your help"
Detective Tsukauchi looked at his phone in annoyance. "You know I'm working on a big case right now Vibes."
"Just for a minute? I saw something really weird with my quirk and found two adults, a teen, and a kid. One of the adults is either hallucinating or lost control of his quirk and all of them...claim superpowers don't exist and heroes are only in comic books. I need to know if their pulling my chain to hide something or if they've been attacked by a villain with a mental quirk." The sympathy in his voice made it clear Vibes was leaning towards the latter.
Which was terrifying in the long term. A villain who could make a small group of people forget a main cornerstone of society and modern life...those four may have been a trail run for something bigger.
"Go." Toshinori urged him. "We've been spinning our wheels for hours anyway."
"Is that All Might?" Vibes asked over the phone.
Tsukauchi sighed. "We'll be right there."
"We?" Toshinori sounded surprised.
"You get frustrated when you don't feel you're being useful." Tsukauchi pointed out. "As you've said, we're spinning our wheels, so let's be useful."
~
"Blond skeleton!" Takagi yelped as two more people entered the room.
Conan kept a sharp eye on their reaction and Heiji was doing the same. Yep, a momentary flash of fear on the face of the normal looking man and a guy who looked even more like he stepped out of a comic book. And while comic book guy was blond, he was the opposite of a skeleton.
And yet...whatever was going on with Takagi seemed to be revealing things people wouldn't want known. He saw through Kid's disguise, literally. He saw Conan as Shinichi. And he saw that big guy as a skeleton. What could it mean?
"My name is Tsukauchi Naomasa with the TMPD." Instant alertness from their group, who knew of no such man working there. "I am legally obligated to inform you that my quirk is Lie Detector. I'm going to start with something simple. Can you tell me your names?"
"Takagi Wataru." Takagi answered nervously.
"Hattori Heiji"
"Edogawa Conan."
"Lie." Tsukauchi simply stated.
Conan stiffened and Takagi yelped.
"What wrong?" Heiji asked. "I just saw Ku-Conan-kun look severely injured. But he didn't seem to be reacting to it, so it's probably not real?" Takagi sounded just this side of hysterical,"
"True except for the name."
"Will you give it a rest!" Conan snapped. "There's no such thing as superpowers. And no one's a human lie detector! Even the best detectives are subject to falling for misdirection and tricks."
Tsukauchi sighed. "True."
"Well F-"
"LANGUAGE, YOUNG VIBES," All Might boomed, (albeit pleasantly. The man didn't sound angry, just loud). "WE NEED TO GET THESE FOUR TO A HOSPI-WHERE DID SHE GO?"
She? Oh right, Kid had been disguised as Sato-san. And had managed to escape while they were distracted by Conan. Great.
"We need to find her." The first comic book guy sounded like he wanted to curse, but didn't want to be scolded again. "We don't know who did this to them or if they'll tie up loose ends."
Hello! Hope that your day is well. Two quick questions about your amazing Phantom Thief Twins AU. Where is Ran in this? Do we still get to see her interaction with this Shinichi? Also, how does Heiji fit into this? With him, I can see him dragging Shinichi onto cases(only if Shinichi still wants to be a detective) or like, Heiji is the one who got shrunken and Shinichi is helping him out. Have a great day!
Hi! I would be happy to answer ^_^ the image of a thief Shinichi taunting tiny Heiji is just too good not to draw! While he has no interest in being a detective, his sense of justice is such that he can’t let a murder go unsolved, and Heiji is happy to encourage that…as for Ran, Sonoko drags her to a heist to try and catch a glimpse of the famous thieves…but ends up getting a much closer look than expected. She’s leery of the Phantom Baron, since she’s not too sure he isn’t a real life demon, and at the same time, keeps running into an odd student and his twin brother. Since they aren’t childhood friends, things have to build up slowly
Static was WILDLY popular in Brazil (a country where the population is over 50% black) and we had re-runs for YEARS on open television. Everyone who was a kid in the 2000s knew and loved him. As a result, every single Brazilian Con has a LOT of static cosplayers!
So, a couple of years ago, Comic Con Experience (the biggest con in Brazil, which is actually also the biggest con in the world!) invited Static’s creator Denys Cowan as one of the guests of honor.
Now. Thousands of people attend his panel. And cosplayers went NUTS because they could show their Static cosplay to the creator himself! What none of us expected was Debts Cowan’s reaction:
He cried on stage.
He had never seen Static cosplayers - especially not so many of them! And he had no idea the show was popular here! No one ever told him his character was so beloved! Years and years of reruns and he had no idea! He obviously created the character with his experiences and his community (Black North Americans) in mind. Still, he accidentally touched a whole other community of black people who could see themselves on the screen as a superhero!
Anyway he is a lovely person and one of the best, most memorable guests we had. And I think this is a nice reminder that your art might touch people you can’t even imagine would when creating it.
You know what is a bit funny, is that Shinichi is older, but acts as the younger brother. While Heiji is younger, but acts as the older brother. Cause Shinichi was born May 4th and on Heiji’s page, it says his birthday is September 24th.
