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Prompt voting is now closed, and prompts for the third SuperCat Week have been chosen! Below are the prompts for this event, running from April 16th through April 23rd.
Day 1 - Sunday, April 16 - Abilities; being near your soulmate gives you abilities/takes away abilities (e.g., healing injuries, immortality, powers, etc.)
Day 2 - Monday, April 17 - Dreams; anything involving dreams (e.g., visions, alternate worlds, Black Mercy, etc.)
Day 3 - Tuesday, April 18 - Feelings; whatever emotions your soulmate feels, you also feel (or the opposite)
Day 4 - Wednesday, April 19 -
Red String of Fate; where a string tied to you leads you to the person(s) you’re destined to
Day 5 - Thursday, April 20 - Distance; anything involving distance (e.g., compasses, pain with distance, etc.)
Day 6 - Friday, April 21 - Dating Agency; either Kara or Cat runs an agency that tracks and matches soulmates
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I can’t wait to see all the lovely things you all will be created, and I hope you’re as excited for this event as I am!
”Who’s it’s possible that both of us took out the trash
God, that woman pisses me off
to no end!…but that’s why I want her
“I’m on middle of the fucking
fight! Stop it!
I’m gonna throw up, I hope
Come on woman!
I broke two lower ribs, my
stomach is full plum color.. Sleeping is kinda hard
“Jump!” “What?!” “Aim for the tree!”
“Do you think this is a good
“My honest opinion is that this is the worst idea I’ve gotten since going to
You broke me out of the prison
for this? As grateful as I am for getting me down from that wall, I don’t think
you want me messing with that
The kid was around adults all day,
he knew how to approach them easily.
Toni was uncomfortably leaning
backwards on her hands as Scott stitched
the wound inches below where the sport bra ended.
I have a breathing fucking
creature inside my stomach, if you want to talk to me, you better fucking speak
nice to me.
“Did you eat my lasagne last night?”
“I haven’t even seen you in weeks.”
“That doesn’t mean you haven’t broken into my flat. Remember, I know you.”
did he just..? Tell me he
didn’t just put foot through my door
“What’s happening with Tom?”
“Oh it’s full war with him.”
”Are the knots too tight?”
“I don’t care.”
“Well they’re on you..”
She got her ribs kicked in
“You sure that this is
“This is an great idea, what are you even talking about?”
“Can I get you something
“What would you suggest, barkeep?”
“Rum and coke, without rum of course.”
She’s the type of person
who will pull the trigger for you when you’re too weak to do this yourself
You couldn’t have choice the worst
time to do that
She could barely move her toes
without grimacing in pain.
With a broken nose and a stitches
on her cheek, she showed up at senior’s prom and started a fight
“Who are you?”
“I’m someone who the people you own money are afraid of.”
“Was that a gunshot?” “Gunshots don’t echo, fireworks do.”
“Was that yes or no to the gun”
I think she grew up with at
least one broken rib at any given time
That’s a brave fucking kid
stared down at my hands, as people walked past the stairs, laughing and talking
to each others. I was starting to feel the pain on my knuckles.
lifted her hoodie over her head covering herself from the world and stuffed her
hands into the front pockets of hers jeans hunching hers shoulders closer to
hers body as if trying to be unnoticeable.
The itching rope was rubbing
against my wrists as I tried to yank the rope off, they had bound my legs from
ankles and up my knees. Something was tied around my neck, it restrained me
from moving, which was obviously doing it’s job right.
To family. What wouldn’t
she do? She took the punches for her siblings, from fists of her father and
words of so many who ever were relevant.
“But he’s staring right at me”
You have to admit, she’s
great at what she does.
If they trap us, we have
good 50 minutes before we could get help. So don’t mess up.
She was the first one to
reach there and she took the worst of it
He tightened his grip on my arm again and dug his
nails into my skin.
Three of them all squished
into the back seat of the car.
Tyler had my teel backpack on his shoulder, his big form looking
ridiculous with such a color
“You thought he was crazy
and you decided to just sat down next to him?”
“He’s an nice guy”
“You can’t deny that this
“We are in prison. Nothing relaxing about this”
speak about the accident, Dara!”
“No, no, we do not talk about it! Only mention it several times and wait
someone to snap at us!”
“They will beat us down and yell until we tell them the secret behind the
Joisie knew that smirk on Rosa’s
face. It wasn’t even a smirk, it was just disturbing lift of her red painted
lips as she marched through the dance floor.
“What are you doing?“
“Depends are you going to judge me or
“It really depends if you’re cleaning blood off your shirt?”
Her head hurt. Almost
enough for her to put a bullet in her own head
“Pretended to be my sister!”
“Seriously, again? Who lies about having a sister to get a girl?”
“This is going to hurt.“ “To be honest, you’d done much”
“If I one more time wake up with duct tape over my
mouth, I will throw you out of the fucking balcony.”
“It’s not my fault that you snore!”
“You could’ve called, Kurt.”
“Is he home?”
“Passed out cold mid-way up the stairs.
She can pass the polygraph easily,
you know that.
Following people isn’t nice, you know.
Someone came to clean up the place?
“Can you contact him?”
“It isn’t so easy..”
“Can you or can you not?”
“You look bit homeless there”
“I am bit homeless, though”
My clothes weight so much because of this
I can’t hold you, you fat
bastard. Use your feet to climb
Only you would ask somebody
who you met for the first time to break you out of a damn prison
She will kill you if that’s the only
way to get him back
You know what they called me. You know my reputation
“You didn’t actually kill him, did
“Well now, you really have to define killing and accidentally letting him die”
answering the phone is not a new thing for her
Should I apologize and kick you or not apologize and kick you.
again we are on the starting point. Crying on the playground.
on my anger issues and seeing you angers me the most, so stay the hell away
not saying we should worry, but we have no breaks and the bridge is ending.
We have a lead. Well, it’s more of a stupid ass guess,
but it’s somethin’
“Where did you bury her?”
“We have possible sighting of her in
Waterfront Park, Seattle”
“It’s her. It’s definitely her.”
“Your name is James? But you’re a girl“
“My father was in drugs when he decided it“
Explain the blood
I pulled the trigger, hoping that
the bullet magically would turn around and kill me instead
“I’m a graphic designer, not a
“Nobody told you how to throw water to a fire?”
who did you manage to fell asleep in the bathtub?
really have high tolerance of pain, don’t ya?
“Does your shoulder hurt?”
“I have a butcher knife sticking out of me! What the fuck do you think?!”
amazes me how you are willingly to put your body through everything only to
“Will you dig me out if this collapses in?
slowly brought the spoon to her mouth, closing her eyes as the warm liquid
touched her lips. It was like she was afraid to eat.
There was no sympathy in her words
past flickered in her eyes, the torture and pain coming back in waves.
Have you eaten breakfast yet?
If she hits someone again, she will get kicked out
She might be in prison by then
threw her bag and the cigarettes on the backseat
She laid on her bed, pouring last of the mashed up chips down her throat.
Relaxing her arms and letting them slam down against the mattress.
She didn’t fight back, not
Tell me that this is never going change”
“But the truth is, this is going to change.
I jumped to
the couch, placing my leg on his lap. “Touch me.” I dramatically whispered, “I
just shaved.” Isaiah laughed, pushing my legs away.
Ohhh, that ain’t
I don’t aim
on being the sweetheart one
I kept the helm of the dress
up, as I ran towards Leo, grabbing him into one arm hug
After I had kicked the ball to Gordon, a third leg
intervened, tackling me to the ground.
His leg managed to connect
left side of my face
On second period, I dragged myself in my car and passed out
in the backseat
She and Diego did every
single thing that a parents would do for their kids
You still don’t seem to understand. She doesn’t care if she
dies, and that’s a biggest problem for us
I am parked outside your
house, so get your ass out here or we’re gonna leave
Okay, I just want to put you on mute right now
My girl, you are crazy as
Bennett leaned against the wall, staring down at my shoes as
I nervously tapped it against the ground
You do whatever you hate to
do to save her
“Don’t be an asshole this time, okay?”
“If you mean the blood mojito thing, it wasn’t my fault –“
“It was definitely your fault, so shut up.”
She had her head over the sink, both
doctors stapling her busted up head
a towel under your head so the sheets won’t be bloody.”
The bandages around my torso constricted
painfully as I drew in a deep breath, hoping the stitches wouldn’t tear.
special if he choice you from 23 girls.”
“Yes, or he might be a serial killer or creepy otherwise.”
“Or like last time, it might be grandpa of one of our girls and you have to
bring your medical past back up.”
Okay, that was an aggressive door slam.
”Just a heads up, Eric’s looking for you”
Of course he is.”
One week here, and she stabbed three of our
staff members, landed seven patient into medical care.
She’s the best damn sniper in this base
let’s be honest. This isn’t exactly working.
You still believe in happy endings?
Both of them could see
the silvery white scar, about a half an inch wide, midway down her rib cage.
was regretting her idea of putting high heeled ankle boots as she struggled to
keep up with Nikki, who was walking ahead, kicking the snow and sleet
Half-finished cigarette stumps were
scattered on the last step
job is to run in front of everyone and not to get killed. Simple
I jumped around to keep the balance as I
ripped my shoe off, chunking it away to corner.
is going to kill you”
“Quite many people are going to kill me”
“I don’t think you
understand.. I’m not an angel. I kill people, I murder people.. it’s my work,
my job is to kill.”
“If you ever again hurt her, look at her
bad way.. I will kick in your miserable little balls. I will show you how it
feels like to be beaten by somebody how once said ‘I love you’ to you. I can
make it to hurt..”
”You should get somebody who actually wants
to help you”
“I will buy you double”
you explain why you are even with him?”
“Somebody’s gotta do it. I’m taking a bullet for everybody else”
“How can you even sleep next to him?”
“Well, the snarleks is paying off with other things”
“I don’t wanna even know.”
Mikey! Your father wants you to phone!
You want to play her game? Don’t. You don’t
want to get into it, believe me.
on a fish pool asshole
Apparently I’m only good at taking beatings
“I trust her”
“It doesn’t matter. She doesn’t trust herself.”
Someone just proposed in our dorm. Anybody
know who’s Marley
dwarf looked her with disgust
“Do you think she will stay?”
“Knowing her.. I think she will
were supposed to bring the ladder”
“I did. The bike is the ladder.”
“No! Bike is not a ladder.”
“I hold it, you climb up the wall of amazement.”
She wouldn’t last much longer, both of them knew it.
Her knees were going to give up soon
her forehead against the wall, letting the cold water run down her back.
“The safe house in Casablanca has been
He ran up the stairs of Pinehurst Avenue
On the back roads of Nebraska, custom made Harley left
a dusty cloud behind as it roared down the gravel route.
got inspired by genius but insane dictator Adolf Hitler, and got six.”
“I can’t possibly imagine what word you got.”
can’t stop laughing, so I already have thoughts about this.
“Question is, would I lie to you?”
“She totally would.”
once had to dive out of my girlfriend’s window because his father tried to chop
me in half with an axe
Whatever she says, you do and you
get into a fucking knife fight
“Do you want me to do it?”
“Are you sure? Hundred present sure? I have great change of breaking his neck”
just need to you are alright, call me
I may be getting way too old for this
have to… go.. Need to shower my.. cat”
“She doesn’t want to talk you assbag, go along”
“Shut up, you don’t have option in this.
Take the fucking leather tie off and don’t do anything stupid.”
give her a reason to trust you even less!”
“It’s not my fault that she can’t trust anybody!”
“No, it’s exactly people like you why she can’t do that anymore.”
You can’t just keep hitting everything you
“Mess? I’m aware”
You just fucked up our dinner!
are you –?”
“My father was one of the nutcases that were obsessed with zombie outbreak.
Turns out that fucker was right.”
Let the man in before he breaks my doorbell
going to stay out of it this time. My old man is going to send me in Chicago if
I get expelled one more time.”
“What’s in Chicago?”
I hold my books up against his chest, to keep his face coming
even inch closer.
“What does that even mean?”
If you haven’t noticed, huge part of my leg is in the
desert in Afghanistan
had never understood her, but he had accepted that he couldn’t
John poured half bottle of vodka on
passed out in very weird position in the bathroom.”
Stop slapping me with rings on! It
Stop asking me to be your girlfriend!
Help me get off these stupid boyshorts.
can’t feel my thighs
you know how much replacing doors cost? Windows are also so fucking expensive.
just remember personal space with her and
you will be alright
are so needy right now”
the game of ‘don’t touch the jellyfish’ is
more painful than I thought
no people in 10 miles and I managed to run into a maniac
I have to?”
“Sooner or later.”
“Well I’m sure she’s willing to tell everything to you.”
you think I can swallow the charge cord?
“Do we have a ladder?”
“If you’re trying to take the perfect photo of Empire State Building in our
roof. No, we do not own a ladder.”
“I just want to take the poster down from the ceiling.”
you and - ?”
“Jackson. We are roommates.”
“Okay, we practiced this! Go, go!”
you tried to drink beer out of you eye, it was quite amusing to look actually
Who did you run into a gun wielding gang
within a two minutes entering here?
“I’m not trying to be smart!”
“He has slight problems”
“I mean, we can discuss this whole night but”
the last time you ate? And I mean real food.”
“I had those ribs two days ago at your house”
She has friends in high places, that’s why
she has the job
“I’ve been asking that since she was born”
“Does she have TV in there?”
“Had. But her idea of shutting it off was to shoot it, so”
“Low? What do you mean low? Stop confusing me!”
You wrapped pizza box.. most amazing birthday present ever
“You mind if I crash here?”
He uses fancy words that I don’t understand
your hair still green?”
“I don’t think my mother really wants to me to ruin my hair again”
Just pull your hood up.
are same age now that your mother got you, she may not be worried but I am!
Your father looks like bodybuilding Santa.
It’s quite attractive
know nobody here. What I’m going to do?”
Can you stop hanging out alone in the
bathrooms when we are in parties?
we discussed about the B-word?
“So he can call you bitch but I can’t?”
“You already call me slut. Easy with the insults okay?”
do you have a shirt with my face in it?”
“You’re my best friend”
“I have kind of fucked up nerve ends”
I got no fucking gun!
What does under control mean to you?
Because you have bazooka in your hands and I don’t think it’s safety to blast
it inside the house
“You’re dating a firefighter?” “Well dating is a strong term to use”
Unexpected. Chapter 23: Choices that matter. Excerpt.
Sweet. Sweat. Strawberry with a hint of vanilla. He tastes it on his tongue while placing slow kisses along her shoulder up to her neck. She shivers and his arm tightens around her midriff in response. Hmmm, he needs to do it more often.
Her back against his chest and he indulges in the warmth of it. Not as if the warmth embracing them was not enough. They’re on a beach, hidden from the scorching sun, under a big parasol, her form held by his legs and arms in a loose embrace. She’s reading a folder, deciding on their next excursion. He’s holding back a laughter peeking out at where her finger stops. Watching dolphins and orcas. Well, this should be relaxing.
Not like the other activities she decided for them to do. Riding a banana, where she pushed him off it to the water just to jump in after him; or gliding a parachute only to give him a near heart attack by pretending she was drowning after landing in the water. He thinks that watching the creatures of the oceans is safe enough.
Her finger follows the description and his eyes admire the maintained nail. The women of his time were groomed but only the higher placed ones could afford this level of care.
Another thing he will take away from her. The ease with which she can achieve those things here. In her world.
A much as the Elvhen were advanced they have not thought about this kind of novelties. If he was to go back then he would make sure it was accessible to all who desired it. He got far away from his present goal and he shakes his head. Then he nuzzles his head against the hollow of her neck and chuckles lightly. Such indulgences should be left for another time. When he knows he can go back.
her pod, Kara notices many things that she didn’t when she was thirteen. First:
that the pod was one of five to leave Krypton, marked and tagged as other
passengers, as the pod is an escape pod from a giant ship. Second: that there
are five distress call, one from Kal-El’s pod that matches three of the others
from each other pod, with the last being a different kind of distress call –
one saying that one of the three mystery pods’ mainframe is being hacked.
Third: that she can manually direct the other three pods from where they are
intentions put to one side briefly, Kara checks out what she can do from her
pod. It isn’t the Master Pod, but with two distress calls coming from the
Master Pod, she can switch control over to her own pod. However, it’ll take
time and hard work that could have her working through the week without a break
and her original plan when looking through the pod can’t exactly wait.
promised Cat she can get her a way to contact Adam whenever she likes on a
private, secure connection. All she has to do is take out the communication
hubs of the two pods and…
Kara can’t. She needs the communication hubs to figure out the control switch
between the pods. “I can’t do it…” but
can’t do what? What can I do? What should I do? The pods can wait, is what
the truth is. Maybe not that hack into the mainframe, but in the time since
Krypton’s demise, it’s only gotten to the equivalent of about sixty five
percent. Two thousand and three, at the
Kara can give
Cat and Adam six years. Maximum. Absolute maximum.
Five years would be better. Four, a surety. That would be enough, right?
Custody could be arranged differently by then…
them receptors and screens, then she leaves Kal-El in Cat’s care, flying to
Opal City. Kara knows Adam’s heartbeat well. He’d played with Kal-El enough,
been in her vicinity in a close, personal capacity enough that she knows its
distinct patter. Floating down to a dark alley-way, Kara leaves it, sorting out
her windswept hair absentmindedly. Clutching her bag, she walks up the pavement
to the townhouse where she can see Adam sitting in the window. He’s playing
with some sort of sticky animal, coloured bright neon, his hair spiked up with
Cat would never have let him, Kara purses her lips, seeing a tall,
leggy woman come up to admonish him quietly, using ASL briefly before stopping and
starting again. Kara can hear her voice, pitches wrong and unbalanced. This must be Karen.
surprise, Adam starts communicating back, questioning ‘why’ both in ASL and out loud in English. Karen signs about shapes
on the windows and Adam looks briefly crestfallen, looking back to his sticky
shapes before his eyes see past them to her on the pavement.
yells, rushing away from the window. Kara watches him with x-ray vision as he
runs, jumping over toys and a pouffe before coming out into a grand hallway,
coming up to the door. “Dad, Dad! It’s
Kara – Kara’s here!”
replies, Kara having the decency to tune him out, as she does most people,
before a knock on the glass draws her attention back to Karen, who mimes a
general ‘who are you?’ that has
nothing to do with ASL. Kara gives a brief smile before bringing up her hands,
signing to the deaf woman.
‘Hello K-A-R-E-N. My name is K-A-R-A. I
am the mother of K-A-L, E-L, the best friend of A-D-A-M from N-A-T-I-O-N-A-L
widen, before the door to the townhouse opens, Adam rushing down the steps with
his father only a little slow to follow. Adam rushes up to her, jumping into
quickly opened arms.
“What are you
doing here, Kara? Is Kal-El here too? I thought Opal City was ages away from
“It is, but I
took an aeroplane. It wasn’t that long,” Kara smiles at him, kissing his
forehead briefly before putting him down, looking to Harold. “Apologies for
showing up out of the blue like this.”
hands start to rise for a second, before he drops them, frowning. “Sorry, who
are you again? And how do you know Adam?”
Kal-El’s mama, dad!” Adam chirps, “He’s my best friend!”
right, I’m Kal-El’s mama,” Kara ruffles his hair, grimacing slightly at the
gel. “Your mother would have a fit if she saw you like this.”
doesn’t have custody of him anymore,” Harold starts, angry. “So keep her
opinions to yourself.”
Kara eyes him,
scratching her neck self-consciously. “It’s more about the mess I’m worried
about and of course, so sorry. I didn’t mean it that way. It was just a stray
comment.” She walks a little closer, holding out her hand. “Kara Zor-El.”
her hand shortly. “Harold Foster. How did you find Adam?”
“I’m an alien
from outer-space,” Kara says in a breezy voice, before glancing at Karen, who
now stands in the doorway. Repeating it in ASL, Kara makes sure to continue
signing as she talks. “My escape pod had some tech in it that I thought might
be useful for Adam and Cat, seeing as Adam’s a little young for letters and
Cat, for all her talents, isn’t good at communicating her own feelings through
writing or transposing her thoughts to paper in a way that’s plausible for a
five year old to understand.”
Harold shakes his head, taking Adam’s shoulder. “Come on, back inside, Adam.”
starts, before Kara sees Karen start to sign.
‘What planet are you from?’
‘K-R-Y-P-T-O-N. So is K-A-L, E-L. He
is my cousin but I adopted him. His pod arrived later than mine did.’
at Kara pensively, before doing something that causes Adam to jump and yell in
fright. Kara abruptly feels relief at the sight of ridged skin and elongated
eyes, a bright purple against dark skin.
‘Hail, last daughter of K-R-Y-P-T-O-N’, Karen signs, before bowing her
head. Kara curtsies, waiting until Karen had brought her head back up to sign
‘C-A-T misses her
son. May I have permission to give him a communication
‘If H-A-R-O-L-D agrees’, Karen nods again before returning to
human form, skin morphing and melting into dark, coppery flesh, purple eyes
“Karen’s an alien?” Adam questions, staring at his
step-mother in awe. Harold lets him wander up to her, Adam poking Karen lightly
before signing several questions in a row.
“You want to
give Adam something?” Harold mutters, Kara nodding with a hum, taking it out of
“I’ll need it
back in a few years, but otherwise, it should only let Cat and Adam see each
other and talk to each other, like a television and phone put together.”
takes the silver device delicately, eyeing the screen with trepidation. “I’ll
assume we’ll have to keep it hidden from…guests.”
Kryptonian technology, so yes. Don’t let anyone but you three touch it. I’ve
put some safeguards on it. Cat and Adam don’t live in different time-zones and
while it’s not any trouble on my part to adjust it, I’ve made it so they can
only have conversations between six pm and seven thirty. Cat will get a
password to let it go on longer or earlier, as it were and I’ll give you and
Karen Adam’s one.”
Kara’s eyes, “This is a weighty gift for your child’s best friend and his
Kara beams at
that. “Adam’s family. Cat and I are soulmate – or at least, Cat’s mine and I
really, really, really like her anyway.” She bounces a little in thought of how
Cat had reacted to finally being presented with the communications devices. “Is
Karen your soulmate too?”
softens, smiling a little. “Yes. Yes, she is.” He taps the communication
device. “I’ll assume Cat will call tonight?”
touch the screen to accept the call – green triangle. The orange circle beneath
it cancels it. You can also send typed messages, so if you have surprise
visitors you can tell Cat without calling her. There are other things too, but
I think I’ll let you all figure them out.”
Adam’s missing his mother greatly,” Harold glances at a passing biker, tucking
the device in his suit jacket. “Adam isn’t very good at goodbyes.”
“I know. I’ll
say hello again on the call tonight.” Kara nods before waving briefly at Karen,
floating upwards before speeding up into the clouds, feeling a certain joy at
Harold’s awed gasp.
Kara sits with Cat later, when they call Adam. All three of the Foster’s greet
them when they appear on the screen, Karen in true form, to Cat’s shock and
then close interest.
nothing bad meant by it, but you’re rather humanoid in comparison to Karen –
she’s absolutely beautiful, in all her glory,” Cat says, before Kara coughs
lightly and motions to Karen on-screen, who knows exactly what she said because
of the type that runs across the bottom of Adam’s device.
to steal my wife,” Harold bemoans, before Kal-El and Adam start up a rapid
conversation in Kryptonese, to Kara’s raised eyebrow.
dinner with them on Saturdays, Sundays and sometimes, breakfast on Monday
morning before she goes to CatCo. Her business is flourishing and the money
that Martha invests in her is put to good use, fortune smiling on them. Cat’s
empire expands and Kara watches her with admiration, helping her stand when the
pressures seem too heavy to hold and continually putting smiles on her face.
time they kiss is on Adam’s sixth birthday, to the flash of Karen’s camera and Adam,
Kal-El and Harold’s fake puking.
To Kara, the
love she holds for Cat feels like Rao itself, a red sun that envelopes her even
when Cat’s not around. When she tells Cat how she feels in a spiel of
unprompted, seductive poetry, Cat whispers that she feels like the moon, that
Kara shines to reflect the best parts of them both. One of the biggest
decisions of her life – giving up Adam – has turned into an opportunity because
of Kara. Adam’s life will be happy and full of sunlight, with a happy home and
not just one, but three mother-figures alongside his father and best friend.
picked out by an art critic during the National City University gallery,
showcasing the Fine Art students’ works. Her style intrigues them, as it always
does to those that first see her paintings and sculptures. Vast paintings of
the skyline of Krypton, some beautiful, some devastating, fill giant canvases.
The best work of hers in the gallery is of what she saw the day her pod flew
away, Krypton blowing up in front of her eyes. Every time she looks at it, she’s
brought back to the day it happened and she can’t breathe.
Other things –
portraits, people – give her closure. Her mother and her aunt, Lara, clasping
hands and smiling, heads pressed together on the day that Lara has married her
uncle, Jor-El; her aunt, her face hidden even as she points up to an alien sky,
teaching her constellations; her father, wisps of hair pulling away from his
head as he leans over a computer, fingers trailing over designs and maps of
Krypton’s underlayers. Everything is a reminder of her home’s demise, every
single thing – but immortalising her family in oil and acrylic is…
Closure. It’s closure.
critic recommends her on various platforms, admiring her portraits but
completely gushing about her alien sculptures and landscapes. Kal-El giggles
when she shows him that comment, the use of ‘alien’ so apt that even Kara can’t
help but crack a smile.
subsequent gallery opening brings more than just casual observers because of
them. Within a month, Kara is being photographed by CatCo photographers, Cat’s
little newspaper, The Tribune
securing the rights to her first interview and pictures. It bumps her up in the
world and Cat is both proud and adoring of her, each for their different
reasons. Kal-El personally mails a copy of The
Tribune to Adam, who wows over the fact that Kal-El’s mom is in a magazine.
Kara have a private conversation later, talking about each of their homes. Much
like Kara, Karen escaped from her dying planet, but instead of natural
implosion, it was destroyed because of a war – one that stole her voice as a
‘The side that wished for power used chemical
weapons. One sent me into a deep sleep and I was injured in the rush to get
away from it – someone stood on me, I think. My mothers and father never did
explain it to me properly. I was very young.’
back her condolences, just as Karen does.
By the time
Kal-El and Adam are finishing middle school, Kara is far more famous than she
should be and has painted enough of Argo City and all the planets she’s visited
that her other memories lose some clarity. Only, when an alarm blares far, far
louder than she ever expected from her pod does Kara rush to it, mechanical
beeps telling her that the hack – the hack that makes to take manual control of
one of the pods in the Phantom Zone – has finished.
“Holy Rao and
Krypton,” she whispers, before taking Cat’s communication device and getting to
work. She plugs it in, rewires it as quickly as she can and ignores normal
protocol, taking forceful control over the other pods.
Soon, type is
scrambling across the screen, written in a computer language that Kara barely
recognises but eventually has to, as the writer waits for a reply, even
providing her with a key. Kara doesn’t know what else to do but reply, blood
running cold as she comes to understand who is driving the hacked mystery pod.
I am a prisoner of Fort Rozz, known by
the designation, Brainiac 8. Who are you?
Who’s in the pod? Is Kara’s reply and the holo graphic
she gets breaks her heart, because- because no.
No, no, no, no, no-
the pod, in deep sleep, is Lara Lor-Van.
Felt like doing a racially-accurate Marinette fancast (I’m so afraid she’d get whitewashed if they ever did a live-action adaptation, and I think it’s so important that we as a fandom keep her ethnicity in mind), so here’s a quick one:
19: Is there someone that makes you happy every time you see them?: I won’t lie and it will sound mushy, I don’t care but I thought I’d warn you, my fiancee @childofmorrigan I am always happy to see her even though she lives with me. When she comes home from work I am happy, when we get on the same bus home I am happy to see her and even when I wake up in the morning and getmorning hugs I am happy. Also, Ardyn. He my fictional husband. 20: What was your last thought before you went to bed last night?: Probably about OCs I have, likely Sucellos or Angelo aha.
41: Do you think age matters in relationships?: I think if it means someone is in danger yes, if someone is under age then yes. But If you’re 21 and want to date someone 40 that is your choice. If you’re 23 and want to date someone that is 15 you need to check why you want that and why you cannot wait for them to be of age, I mean feelings are feelings and emotions can cloud your judgement but that person is still a child and you are an adult… so.
So, Ceranovis and I were talking... And this happened. Thought I'd share.
I'm just imagining a yogs musical
I bet it'd look a lot like Grease for some reason
Sunshine Skittles laughs!
I don't think it would be so bad thought to be honest
You'd just have to be very careful with musical choices
People love diggy diggy hole
Or How do I craft this again
Or modding api
It wouldn't HAVE to be bad. But. I just want it to be like on the same level of that one vid they did where Xephos was dressed as riker with a fake beard and all that
Sunshine Skittles snickers.
Oh man, just imagine Rythian having like an over-dramatic solo
Sunshine Skittles laughs!
They've both got such deep voices
Strife has an evil business man song
But spends it planting flowers
and petting animals
Kelsey said it would be like the villain in the muppets movie
I picture rythians being very brooding
Rythian pulls out the smoke machiens and all
the sun keeps ruining the dark atmospher...
or a rainbow shows up behind him and he just cuts off mid song. "Oh come on!"
Zoey is on the rainbow
Brief flash/uber zoom to her and the nyan cat song
Parv has the true villain song
And its oddly sexy
and makes you want to do horrible things
And like there is a cut at the end staged just after the song of him and will in bed together... because will just couldn't stop himself
Sunshine Skittles giggles.
Evil seducer Parv is my favourite thing ok?
Evil seducer parv
I always picture that parv coming out
only when he's high on blood magic
And its dangerous and I love it
Lying sings a lullaby that somehow sounds absolutely terrifying
Dangerous men with smooth words are the best kind of awful
Oh yes please
Kirin has a tiny song from before he changed his affinity "rain rain... go away..."
Sunshine Skittles giggles.
Honeydew, xephos, and lalna will be our "heros"
3 stooges, more like
Xephos has this big song about bravery or somethign and its just ruined by honeydew falling on him just at a big impressive part of something. Oh. Digging up from the ground under him.
Lalna gets to be the opening number singing about science and all the good stuff it can do, but with some lyrics that make you tip your head and be like "did he just" because he mentioned something evil you could do with science, and at the end there is a "minor" explosion
I feel... Like this should be shared with the fandom...
Because its beautiful
Hat films: "Anything you can do I can do better"
Sips is singing about dirt and it turns strangely sexual near the end and you wonder how much he loves soil
Kirin has a reprise at the very end, like an after credits thing "I'm singing in the rain, just singing in the rain~"
Sjin sings the sad love sick song
I love anything you can do. perfect.
Sips sings about dirt and then Sjin joins in and it gets dirt-y