Sooooo, this is my random stories/story thoughts blog? Maybe? Honestly, I have no clue what exactly Iâll post here or how much of it will ever get finished đ - Asks are allowed, and who knows? You might get secret plot stuff XD
I suppose this blog is where Iâll keep track of some of the stories Iâm working on. I might post previously written stuff, I might post plot bunnies that wonât let me go, and Iâll probably mainly post a lot of Just Write entries.
Everything that is posted will be a WIP, a piece of a whole. Mostly raw, unedited pieces that will probably (definitely) contain inconsistencies. If anything ever gets finished, itâll end up somewhere you guys can read it and Iâll link it here for AO3 and here for FanFiction.net.
(If anything ever gets finished Iâm throwing myself a party)
Fandoms I enjoy (chronological order):
Transformers (especially the Aligned Continuity)
Sonic the Hedgehog
Mega Man (mainly Classic, X, and Battle Network)
Fullmetal Alchemist
Lout of Count's Family
Legend of Zelda (mainly Linked Universe, but sometimes BotW and TP)
Lego Ninjago (my main fixation atm đ )
Posting schedule and master post links below the cut đđđ
Currently, my posting schedule is:
âą Just Write entries - daily in the evening (3:30pm Pacific Time/6:30pm Eastern Time)
âą Anything else will be posted at random
Asks will typically be answered within 24 hours of when theyâre received, and asks about characters will be answered by the characters themselves đ
Story stuff:
âš My Just Write master post for anyone interested.
âš Just the Ninjago entries if thatâs all youâre here for ;)
âš Movie!Morro master post because I can XD
âš Ninjago Answers series for character asks
âš My Ninjago fic, Reality Check, on AO3 and FanFiction
âSheâs creepy. Is she like this in your world?â
Getting rid of that wall must have allowed for him to actually hear his counterpart. Huh. He started to think out an answer when he remembered that Other Lloyd had said he couldnât hear his thoughts; would he really have to respond out loud every time? Harumi was still staring at him and he couldnât think of a way to reply without making it seem like he was talking to her. Waiting to acknowledge him until later, the blond returned his glare to the girl. âAnd why should I do that?â
In the movie verse fic did Wu always know that the ninja had elemental powers and which each had or did was it just huh that's a coincidence?
Wu: *sighs* I knew from the moment I met each of them. There are two different ways I know of to discern an elemental master. The first and most reliable is their elemental energy itself. Every element gives off a similar energy, and with time one may hone their senses to pick up on that.
Telly: *from behind the camera* So basically you just vibe checked them?
Wu: âŠnot exactly, but if it helps you understand, then sure, letâs go with that. The second tell is the elementâs physical trait. For example, wind gives its master a green streak in his or her hair. Lightning leaves a peculiar freckle pattern on the cheeks, and green gifts its master with unnaturally bright green eyes. *strokes his beard thoughtfully* However, not all traits are readily visible, such as earthâs ability to quickly callous the hands and feet of its master. Coupled with all of the advances in cosmetic modifications, this method is not effective on its own and must be used in tandem with the first, though it can be an indicator to check for elemental energy.
(Show) Other Lloyd: *eyes sparkle with wonder* Thatâs actually really cool! Elements in my Ninjago donât have anything special like that. But I do have a question: why not go ahead and tell them about their powers now? I watched the ask video about Nyaâs True Potential, and Morro made a good point.
Wu: *his head dips down dejectedly, hat hiding his face* This world is a dangerous place for elemental masters, and they are not ready to protect themselves. Morroâs situation was different and I had to teach him the way of the ninja after he discovered his element, but I still worry immensely. *his hands clasp together anxiously* I would do anything to protect my son from his predecessorâs fate, and the same goes for my nephew and his friends. I refuse to lose another family member, blood or otherwise, to the worldâs greedâŠ
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Okay, this was another really helpful ask! Itâs timely too, because just a few days ago was when I came up with the idea for the elemental traits and I was having a hard time figuring out something visibly distinguishable for earth, water, and ice. Then I started writing out Wuâs answer and earthâs trait just naturally came out and fit perfectly, so now theyâre just physical traits instead of visible traits.
Also, this ties in to book 2 and I think also part of why Wu and Morro had their falling-out. Finally, I have some sort of clue as to what happened between themâŠ
I have been enjoying it, but if you aren't there is no obligation to make it as if I am not mistaken this is entirely for fun, so taking a break would be better for your mental health and likely for your writing. If you don't continue it, it is what it is, just enjoy yourself! :) Take breaks and drink some water.
Iâm so conflicted on this. Like, this has been such a passion project since the beginning of the year and I was so excited that I had a story that was looking like it would actually get finished. And I REALLY want this year to be the year I finally finish something long.
But at the same time Iâm at a point where irl stuff has changed, Iâm in a different environment, and ideas arenât coming as naturally as they did in the old environment. I work really well with routines, and I havenât yet found a routine that works with me here.
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âŠman, why is it that getting permission from random internet people means more than getting permission from myself? đ„Č
Iâll go ahead and schedule todayâs entry since I already started on it, but after that I will be taking a break from this story. Iâll try to start again after a week, but if it goes longer itâll definitely not be more than two weeks. I really donât want to let this story die, and I guess if it means stepping away for a bit then thatâs what Iâll do.
Oh, and thanks for the water reminder đ
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Also, kinda random to add this here, but @elemental52, you are the GOAT. I donât know if Iâve ever thanked you personally, but I appreciate you more than youâll ever know and you deserve to know that.
Iâll rest up and come back with an ending that makes you proud đ„č
Lloydâs brain screeched to a halt. It didnât help that the truck drove over a particularly bad bump at that moment, jolting away any thoughts trying to form. âIâm sorry, what?â It was just too much information at once. She had somehow pieced together that he was from somewhere else, or at least that he had done some realm traveling before, and now she wanted him to help her learn to use the Realm Crystal? Was there something different about it in this world compared to his own?
Before he could stop himself, he was snapping at the girl. âItâs not like I asked to come here in the first place!â
âThere it is.â
âŠwhoops.
Harumi picked up a small device from a seat pocket next to her and examined the screen. âYou know my name, you know about the Realm Crystal and seemingly what it can do, and by your own admission you arenât supposed to be here. Fate truly did bring you to me.â A quiet laugh escaped her as her eyes flicked back to him, glinting maliciously. âYou will teach me how to use the Crystal.â
A familiar cruel smile twisted her lips as she stepped back, allowing gravity to take over and forcing Lloyd to hold his head up on his own. âFor a stranger, youâre awfully familiar with me. Not even my own people knew my name, and yet when the son of Garmadon first crossed my path that was the first thing he said.â She sat down in one of the seats opposite him as the truck started moving.
A little bit of lore on the what and why of today:
Rockman is Mega Man's name in Japan, and June 9th is Rockman Day because the Japanese word for Rockman is rokkuman (ăăăŻăăł). Roku is also the word for six (ć ), and ku/kyu is also the word for nine (äč). Put the two together and you get rokku, which makes 6/9!
(Apologies if the characters are incorrect. I do not speak or read Japanese and simply had them copied from wherever it was that I learned about the day from)
vvv - My celebratory story contribution below the cut đ - vvv
Itâs been a while since I posted anything for Rockman Day anywhere (since 2020, actually đ).
Idk if itâs a more commonly known fan day here/now than where/when I last participated, but I figured Tumblr should have at least a few people who know it đ
Anyway, have the beginning of an AU Iâve been working on (I have a few Just Write entries on it too) as a present đ
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The city of Elysium was always abustle with activity, and today was no exception. Humans and robots alike skittered about, running errands or heading to work or who knows what else.
Bright emerald eyes stared out the large window in awe, as they often did this time of day. So many people going so many places; one could only imagine the stories they all could tell!
And then the eyes reluctantly turned away from the scene before them as reality came rushing back. The owner of the green orbs sighed and began the short walk back to a table littered with books, datapads, and historical records of all kinds.
Being an archivist-slash-librarian certainly had its ups and downs. There was nothing wrong with the job itselfâthere was little else he would rather do!âbut the general lack of social contact was what grated at the young android. Not many people came to visit The Archives, and when they did, it was mainly students looking to do some last-minute cram studying or professional historians doing intensive research for some sort of academic paper. Neither purpose allowed much opportunity for conversation beside the polite asking and answering of direction or passing exchanges of pleasantries.
Pushing a stray lock of brown hair out of his face, X once again sighed as he gathered up the scattered resources and sorted them onto a book cart. Once the clean-up at the current table was finished, he moved on to the next one, all the while pondering his recent drop in mood. He supposed that he simply needed new faces to see, different opinions to challenge and be challenged with. Of course there were others who worked alongside him, but it just wasnât the same. Heâd already heard their stories, learned where they stood on certain topics, and now simply co-existed with them all.
âX! I finally found you.â
Ah, yes. All but one person. And this one, he adored.
A plump, white-headed man strode up to X, smiling warmly through his thick facial hair. âI suspected you might be up here. May I have a word with you?â Fully knowing the answer, he beckoned for the young robot to follow and began walking away.
Once the brunet left the book cart and fell into step behind the senior, they moved quietly toward the stairs and made their way down to a back office on the second floor.
Gesturing for the android to take a seat, the elderly man positioned himself onto a plush forest green armchair and waited for his guest to do the same in an identical chair opposite his.
âAs Iâm sure youâre well aware, I have been watching your work since you first began here. I have high praise for your diligence and tenacity thus far, but I need you to answer a few questions for me.â
X could feel the cold sweat washing over him as his face went pale. Had he done something wrong?
The elder folded his arms across his lap as he began. âYouâve already sorted through yesterdayâs donations, correct?â
âFor the most part, yes.â
âThe morning dusting?â
âFinished.â
âHave you reshelved the resources?â
âN-not yet, but...â
A warmth radiated from the old man and he clapped his hands together. âThen itâs settled. I order you to take the rest of the day off.â
At those words, the building anxiety shattered and the android was left with wide eyes and a gaping jaw. âHuh?â
Wagging his finger, the elder quieted him before he could make any objections. âYouâd best close that mouth of yours before a fly decides to make its home inside.â A small grin graced his face as he leaned over to rest his hand on the robotâs shoulder. âDonât think I havenât noticed your recent window-watching.â
A tinge of pink flushed Xâs cheeks as he stared at the floor. Was he really that easy to read?
âIn fact, starting today Iâll give you every Thursday off from now on.â
âBut sir! How will I get anything done?â
âX, itâs barely noon and you already confirmed that you have finished the majority of your daily tasks. You will have plenty of time after you take a break. Of all the employees here, you are the only one who hasnât taken a single day off since you started.â
âWhat am I supposed to do?â
âAny number of things! Go out and make new friends! Find out how the world outside this dusty old building works and how people besides this dusty old man think. Iâd wager that even visiting an arcade would switch things up enough for you.â He suddenly stood up and moved behind the large desk. After some riffling around, he emerged with a long rectangular envelope and held it out toward X. âHere. Set aside for such occasion as this.â
Taking the thin package, the android opened it carefully so as not to ruin the contents. âPaper zenny?â
âConsider it an early bonus,â he said with a wink.
âWhy me though? Isnât there anyone else who could use this?â
âI already told you, youâre the only one who has never taken a day off. And honestly, what theyâre paying you isnât nearly as much as it should be. You deserve this.â
âDoctor Light, I canât-â
âHavenât we had this discussion before?â His eyes shone with a bright yet melancholic glint. âI may be a doctor emeritus, but please, call me Thomas. Itâs the least I can do.â
âR-right. Thank you Mr. Thomas.â
âNow go have some fun! I expect to hear tomorrow that every last cent was used on some grand adventure or whatnot. Get yourself some nice things, maybe redecorate your apartment.â
A flush spread across Xâs cheeks. His minimalist apartment had become an inside joke of sorts among the Archive staff. âI...will make sure to use it.â
âGood man. Now get going, and I had better not see you in here until tomorrow.â The old man reached over and gently nudged the android toward the door. âGo on, daylight is still burning!â
X took the hint and left the large room, allowing the heavy wooden doors creak closed behind him. It felt wrong to leave this early in the day, and yet here he was, letting his feet move on autopilot down the hallway and toward the wide staircase.
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Wish this story luck guys, cuz itâs been lost media for a while đ«
Deciding to come back to that later, he let his own anger at the girl rise but stayed silent. She seemed to accept that he wouldnât be talking and took it as her cue to continue. âIt seems a lot can change in the span of a couple weeks. After all, itâs not every day one comes face-to-face with an elemental master, let alone a newly awakened one.â She put her hand under his chin and lifted his head, forcing him to make eye contact with her. Now looking her in the face, he noted the comparisons of this Harumi versus the one from his realm. The largest difference was the lack of makeup covering the top half of her face, and while her hair was long and white like her counterpartâs, it was styled in a braid that hung over her shoulder.
âBut thatâs not the only difference, is it?â
A cold chill moved down his spine as fear began to accompany the anger. What was she getting at?
As soon as the silent nindroid finished, the Quiet One herself stepped out from behind him and dismissed the two underlings. The door slid closed behind them and the girl positioned herself in front of Lloyd. He resisted the temptation to glare up at her as she knelt down.
âYou are a curious one, Lloyd Garmadon.â
A nervous unease washed over him as he felt his counterpartâs emotions again. So he really was trapped inside his head. Deciding to come back to that later, his own anger at the girl rose.
The red lights shone brightly in his eyes as they got closer and he had to squint to lessen the harshness of them. Once he was able to see the details on the paneling of the truck, its loading door was opened and two rows of seats against the walls could be seen. They reminded him of ones that would be found in a limousine, except much more utilitarian.
Killow ended up lifting him less-than-gracefully into one of the seats and Mr. Eâalready insideâreadjusted the chains, using their length and attaching them to a ring on the floor.
Someone behind him started roughly tugging on the chains around his wrists, startling him. âHey!â The chains released from the chair and he was lifted up and set on his feet.
âYou either walk or I drag you,â a gruff voice snapped at him, and the blond looked up to see Killow glaring down at him. The big man gave him a shove forward that almost knocked him to his feet, but he somehow managed to stay upright as he clumsily stumbled in the direction of the truck.
The chair he was tied to was digging into his back, so he shifted slightly to reposition himself. As he did so, the beeping of a large vehicle backing up blared in his ears and he smelled the musty scent of petrichor. Blinking his eyes cleared up some of the blurring and he started to make out the outline of a cargo truck on the other side of the room, accented by its rear lights.
Lloyd opened his eyes to a blurry assortment of grays and industrial reds. His vision still swam, making it hard to pick out shapes from his surroundings, but from the sounds around him he could tell that other people occupied the same room.
Even without his messed up senses, escape would be difficult.
Using his powers was out of the question. Something touching him, likely the chains keeping his hands behind his back, was made of vengestone. He could feel the weakened pulse of his element in his veins, and unleashing it would be impossible until the element-blocking mineral was removed from his person.
