#knightmares

[helcathelcat]

🔥 Sparkle OFF. 🔥

It's Thursday. Forget who you are.

[20th-centuryghost]

some cut script bits and other interesting things from season 2's Knightmares. kitt adores him! <3 + kitt understanding what's happened to his partner, talking to michael about who he is (after catching himself, intending to talk about who "michael knight" is, and not who this michael in front of him could be), and michael slowly realizing kitt is more than a car, or even just an AI

and a little sass, like old times

[ectoberhaunt]

From the audio logs of Tucker Foley

[A burst of static and the howls of the damned, as a familiar cackle rises to a peak.]

Technus: IT IS I, TECHNUS! MASTER OF ALL THINGS GROOVY AND FLEEK! AND I- WAIT. WHERE IS THE GHOST CHILD? IS HE NOT THE MASTER OF ECTOBERHAUNT?

Tucker: He's taking a break. And man, he deserves it. The last couple Ectoberhaunts were brutal on him.

See, the year before last, Danny got kidnapped by Nocturn and the Fright Knight. Something about how he has big fears and bigger dreams and more power than he knows what to do with and blah blah blah - anyways, they kidnapped some Amity Parkers and threatened their lives to make Danny cooperate with getting brainwashed, and it was all very ick. Definitely an ick.

We didn't know anything - even Clockwork couldn't see Danny. But we kept getting cryptic messages about these prompts we had to fill for a banishment ritual.

And Amity Parkers are awesome! The folks Nocturn and Fright Knight kidnapped had the power of math and stories and art on their side, and they used it to free Danny! And the rest of us completed the ritual and banished Nocturn and Fright Knight from Amity Park!

So, problem solved, right?

Nope! While Clockwork was searching for Danny, this weird clown Freakshow stole his staff. At the same time, the Observants confiscated Pandora's Box and buried it under red tape. Freakshow started leaving weird clues about where he was going, though, so Danny decided to follow those clues by road tripping it up with Clockwork and Pandora. You know, ancient powerful ghosts of Chaos and Order who were already stressed about their powers. Great idea, right?

Yeah. Well, it turns out Freakshow and the Observants were working together for power. At least, until Freakshow stole Pandora's Box and the Observants tried to cover up what they did.

I don't know what happened next - Danny doesn't talk about it. Pandora and Clockwork have their powerful artefacts, so I guess things turned out alright? But I think Freakshow did something.

Anyways, Danny's getting a well-deserved break.

Technus: SO WHO'S RUNNING THIS SHOW, THEN? THERE CAN'T BE AN ECTOBERHAUNT WITHOUT AN ECTOBERHAUNTER!!

Tucker: Sam and I are stepping in for him! We figure between the two of us, we can get this party started!

Technus: A COUPLE OF TINY HUMANS? RUNNING ECTOBERHAUNT? THIS EVENT NEEDS A GHOST RUNNING THE PROGRAM!!!

Tucker: No way, you are NOT taking over Ectoberhaunt while Danny's away - Sam already had this talk with Dora! We don't need more ghosts interfering!

Technus: WOW! YOU'RE JUST AS FULL OF IDEAS AS YOUR LITTLE HALF-GHOST FRIEND! I THINK I WILL TAKE OVER THIS EVENT - AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO TO STOP ME!

Technus: NOW I JUST HAVE TO GO TALK TO THAT DRAGON LADY DORA - MAYBE SHE'LL WANT TO RUN THE SHOW WITH ME!!!

[Technus cackles again, and his cackles fade into a burst of static. The static fades.]

Tucker: Oh great…. Better call Sam.

[shabbyshoebox]

Ever Prepared [Ectober 2022]

Summary: Lancer was qualified to teach. Not to protect students from the supernatural. Rating: PG, Teen+ Content Warning: Passing mentions of death in a school environment, anxiety attack. Characters: Mr. Lancer Genre: Angst Word Count: 562

Everything in order, everything in its place.

Mr. Lancer had prepared for his homeroom class. His students’ papers were all graded, in neat piles, in alphabetical order. The grades have been uploaded online with a backup record in his physical grade book. His copies for the full week were made, stapled, and organized by bell. He had even written the next two full week’s homework assignments in the corner of the blackboard.

He checked, double-checked, triple-checked his lists. He wanted to be missing something. Anything.

No. He never did.

Lancer sat down at his desk. He pulled out his copy of Paradise Lost, opening up to the chapter that was due today. He read it five times yesterday.

Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.

Only five minutes until students were allowed to be in the building.

Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.

Lancer’s eyes skimmed over the familiar paragraphs. He realized halfway down the page that he hadn’t taken in a single word. He sighed and went back to the top of the page, this time using his finger to help keep his place

Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.

He snapped the book shut. He shut his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.

“I need to go on a walk,” he muttered.

He stood up from his chair, pushed his swivel chair back in where it should be, strode across the room, and unlocked the door. He used his foot to slide the doorstop in place so his students would be able to come in without him.

He looked back in the classroom one more time before walking away.

Everything in order.

Everything in its place.

A couple of years ago, Lancer would have never dared leave the door open. Principle Ishiyama would have torn him a new one for creating a security risk.

Locked doors didn’t protect them anymore. Not when those who wished harm could walk through walls.

All a lock did was slow down the escape route.

As he stepped away, he knew there was no telling if today would be another bad day. No one could predict when these attacks would occur, only that they only seemed to do so when school was in session.

Lancer didn’t know when he’d lose another colleague. Another student. He had to always mentally prepare to call someone’s family and tell them that they were killed.

He walked faster. He was too aware of his limbs as they were filled with shaky energy. The back of his neck grew hot.

He knew that ghost kid- Phantom- did the best he could. Lancer didn’t know what his story was, but thought he likely died near the school. Why else would he be haunting it so much? Why else would he be making sure no one else died?

Come on, Ronnie.

In.

Out.

Slow down.

In.

Out.

He never seemed to realize how fast his breathing became.

In.

Out.

He focused on the lines of the tiles on the floor. The sound his shoes made in the empty, industrial white hallway. The way his shirt felt on his skin.

In. Out. In. Out.

Anything but the pit of dread opening in his chest. Anything but the knowledge that he may have to evacuate the students to keep them from joining the dead.

Anything but the knowledge that everyone’s safety was out of his control.

[aspendrawaw]

Thanks everyone for watching the stream!

I drew a new emote and cute little ghost knights called Knightmares! :D

[wwprice1]

Still don’t know what this meant, but it sure was interesting!

[geassfax]

[blaaaacksunnnn-blog]

Me, watching V6CH3:

So Ozpin and Salem were in love huh? Hmmmm… not gonna fall for it.

Ozpin and Salem:

Me: ajfnwjgfnbigfjowfrkwoqdfkoadmakfnweitbgw *falls for the trap*