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They didn’t actually need to look to see who it was, nor did they need to move from their leaned position against the railing. “Do me a favor and fuck off for a minute.”
“Now, now, Hero. That’s no way to treat an honored guest.”
“Fuck you. We both know that identity isn’t yours.” The hero ran a hand over their tired face. “I don’t care, whatever angle you have tonight, but if you kill someone–”
“That would be a spectacle. You should have already guessed that tonight is about espionage, considering the stolen identity and all.” The villain rested their hands on the railing next to the hero, but did not fully relax.
“Fantastic.” The hero’s voice fell flat. “Go back inside, then.”
Despite themself, the villain’s eyes wandered over the hero’s slouched form.
Even in their current crumpled and defeated mannerism, the hero was a sight to behold.
Nothing but the finest of clothes these days, a hair and makeup team had undoubtedly fussed over the hero for hours to get the current superstar affect, and of course, those fine clothes highlighted those hard earned muscles, but funnily enough, the scars seemed to have been hidden.
“You look miserable.”
The hero took a sharp breath in. “You don’t get to say that.”
“I told you what it would be if you signed, if you gave yourself to the government, say the word and I’ll fix it.”
The villain nearly jumped when the hero’s head swiveled towards them, expression close to feral.
“Fix what?” They spat. “I never have to worry about another bill in my life, medicine, housing, food, they do it all, Villain.” The hero turned away. “And all I have to do is dress up sometimes? Pose for a picture so they can put my face on a lunchbox?”
“You’re a product, Hero. They wave you around to show off their new attack dog.”
“I am not–!” They slammed their fist on the railing. It cracked, startling the hero, who stumbled back a few steps.
The villain reached out a hand, only to retract it when the hero pulled away.
“Whatever. It’s an equal exchange.”
The villain’s typically wide and watchful eyes softened. “Why didn’t you take my offer?”
Huffing, the hero turned, straightening out their form as they prepared to go back inside. “Go to hell.”
The villain reached out, gripping the hero’s arm, determined not to let them pull away this time.
“You used to be happy! You used to take pride in doing good!”
“I also used to be hungry and on the verge of homelessness. Let go.”
“I would have helped you. Why didn’t you let me help you?”
The hero ripped away their arm, turning and coming face to face with the villain, a mere inch apart.
“You don’t know what it’s like to owe someone.” The hero stepped forward, the villain stepped back. “All of you rich assholes are the same. If you had helped me, me, your enemy, it would have meant something else entirely. I can’t do that.”
Another step, another, and another.
“I never would have held it above you, Hero.” The villain had to keep walking backwards until they bumped into the railing. “I’m not like that–”
“You are! You’re an awful person. Do you think that I believe you’d make an exception for me? And why? Just because you enjoy villainy? Because you find all this entertaining?”
The hero’s eyes watered. “For them, I take pictures, I sign autographs, I wear the brand sponsored clothes and go to stupid galas, and yeah, sometimes I’m just there to look scary, but you know what I’m not doing? Giving myself away in a sense that I could never regain. What would it be for you?”
The villain opened their mouth, and closed it again.
What would it be for them? They didn’t like to stop and think about these unspoken feelings, the feelings that drove them in an unfamiliar and warm way, feelings that made them go on espionage missions that weren’t actually important.
What were they hoping to gain by helping the hero? Praise? Gratitude? Admiration?
Love?
As if reading the villain’s mind, the hero spoke.
“What would it be for you? Because for all the money in the world, you can’t buy that.” The hero scoffed, backing away. “You know, they really try to play up the strong but dumb image, makes it easier for sponsors to buy into, but I’m not an idiot.”
“Of course you’re not.”
Suddenly, the hero’s eyes turned upwards, looking, looking, looking.
“Doesn’t look like there’s any cameras up here.” The hero’s shoulders dropped a little. “If someone found out I damaged the railing, they’d probably…”
The villain raised an eyebrow. “They’d probably…?”
“It doesn’t matter.” They held their chin high. “I’m going inside. Have your fun tonight, but any deaths and I will fly your sorry ass straight into the sun.”
“Naturally.” The villain smiled gently, although they were positive that if the hero could somehow survive in space, they would, in fact, fly the villain’s sorry ass into the sun.
But the hero didn’t respond, didn’t give any notice to the villain’s existence as they slipped through the door, a full photo-op ready picture of grace.
The villain let out a shuttering breath once the door closed again, heart hammering in their chest.
No, no, no time for that. The villain couldn’t let this new feeling distract them, there were things to be done, olive branches to be offered, and signatures to be burned.
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Worm Arc 25 thoughts:
Finally got that time skip I've been waiting for!
Figured I'd take a really long break in real life to stay in vibe with the story :P
(That is absolutely the reason for the 10 month gap, taking no questions)
Anyway, TIMESKIP! WEEEEEE!
Been expecting it for a while, the structure of the story was definitely prepped for it. I like how it was done, often just giving us peaks into the greater events of the world. It was really the only way to keep escalating - Endbringer attacks and the like becoming background notes - and if I know one thing, I know Worm is gonna keep escalating.
Does make my normal recap style harder, but I have thoughts on what to do about that.
25.1 thoughts:
Fuck these suits.
Really loved my daughter broadcasting everything being said, it was the perfect response to these chucklefucks.
She still should have gotten to swarm one of them, as a treat.
I don't know if I'll ever forgive Glenn for what he did, but I am enjoying the little alliance he and my daughter have.
Holy fuck! He did it!
Danny showed up!!!!! He did it!
He did the BARE FUCKING MINIMUM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! GO DANNY! ACTUALLY TAKE FIVE FUCKING MINUTES AND LEARN HOW TO BE A DAD!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lets see if it sticks.
Taylor so clearly established social dominance in her first 5 minutes with the Chicago Wards. I love her so fucking much.
25.2 thoughts:
My brilliant child is better than 99.9% of the cape community at actually applying powers. Fight me on this.
IT'S MY BEAUTIFUL ANGEL OF CAUSALITY!
Turns out, once you get a reputation you don't actually need to do anything at all.
(Or maybe she started a war by killing the right person on the right plane. Or maybe she got into the Pretender's head, maybe he doesn't get Alexandria's immunity.)
25.3 thoughts:
I love my daughter so fucking much. Everything about this plan. Every careful step to lead them on a descent into madness. Perfection.
Watch is WILD. Fucking terrifying to fight against.
I just feel sorry for Mockshow, girls got fun powers but might never really get to have fun with them.
My daughter could do more with Topsy's power in 10 minutes than Topsy has ever done. My dude needs to be more creative.
Fuck this suit. My daughter is still owed a swarming of one suit, he should be nicer.
ALSO OH MY GOD MY DAUGHTER WRITES TO HER GIRLFRIEND IN SECRET CODE!
GGGGGGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!
25.4 thoughts:
Talk show targeting Taylor gets interrupted by a new and terrifyingly powerful Endbringer, completely fucking with the PRT's whole attack. It might be a coincidence.
Oh look, it's powers specifically fuck with the ability to have a unified response to things. Who could have seen that coming?!??
Seriously though, fucking horrific. Most terrifying Endbringer, by far.
And it looks like a monster from Power Rangers.
25.5 thoughts:
Cauldron appears to agree with me on this being the most terrifying Endbringer.
SO MUCH INFO!!!! INFO DUMP CHAPTER!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tattletale the moment she realized the meeting with Cauldron would be "off the record": "I want my girlfriend here."
GOD DAMMIT COLIN YOU HACK, DRAGON IS BACK TO HAVING TO FOLLOW THE RULES?!? WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO MY WONDERFUL ROBOT DAUGHTER????!????
I blame you, Colin.
Tattletale is not doing ok with knowing other people figured it out.
Fucking Queen Administrator, hell yeah. Glaistig Uaine knows what's up. She knows a badass bitch when she see's one.
The planet is probably supposed to get turned into crystal egg and explode in 300 years, and that's all Glaistig Uaine cares about.
That or 100,000 dead parahumans, god damn!
Oh no, poor Tats. First learning that others have figured it out, then Faultline comes in to copy her portal city idea.
And then the bait from Cauldron as they walk out of the room, "We already saved it once." Damn everyone is being so mean to my poor baby who just wants to know all the things.
25.6 thoughts:
Escalation, the chapter.
Khonsu fight shifting into it being a video is just chef's kiss. Simple and perfect way to really slam in that escalation.
Little bit of chatting to hint at things that have happened, and right into another video.
Boho and Toho are fun. I'm probably never really gonna seem them again.
Also never gonna see Annex again. RIP buddy.
Enough of that sad stuff, HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY TO MY FAVORITE BUG DAUGHTER!!!!!!!
Imp is amazing and perfect and I stand by what I said last Arc, Regent dying just made her cooler.
Trolling Taylor by saying Grue was married was perfection.
Fucking hell my daughter and Rachel are so god damn gay for each other. WOLFSPIDER WOLFSPIDER WOLFSPIDER!!!!!
AND THEN TATTLETALE KISSES HER ON THE CHEEKS AND CALLS HER A JERK FOR NOT SENDING ENOUGH SECRET CODE LETTERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! CHATTERBUG SMUGBUG WHATEVERBUG!
Of course my daughters reunion with her girlfriends on her birthday gets interrupted by Jack. Dude is such a prick.
Bonesaw/Riley Interlude thoughts:
Oh a Bonesaw interlude, I'm sure there's no way this will be traumatic.
. . .
Shocking update, it's traumatic.
Also it turns out making clones is harder then she thought.
Poor Blasto. At least you got to die eventually.
Get a love bug love hug in heaven buddy, RIP.
Contessa really just showed up to tell Bonesaw how to make the clones work and then fucking wrecked her with a reminder of her trauma.
Eli is a creep.
275 Slaughterhouse 9 members is way too many.
About 266 too many.
I really want to see more of Gray Boy's powers, he's interesting.
Seriously though, Riley had such hell. Fuck that noise. That poor girl.
waiting for 6.6 to go up so i can see dottore oh im so sick thinking about him im so giddy. i wanna bash my head into a wall or table im so hyped i feel like i did a line of coke holy shit im SO FUCKING HYPED I CANT WAIT EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
ALSO PANTALONE. bro. pantalone. dottore. TAKE ME TO FRANCEEEEE IM TRYNA SEE THE EIFFLE TOWEEEEEEEEEER
and behold!
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