jet edge

I got tired of the submissions from people who are on good terms with the Crows, and appear to think that this is an easy thing to be. The Crows are just as frightening as the Gentry, in many ways. If you start to think of them as safe, or trivialise their regard by assuming you can buy it with minor things - scraps of food and respectful nods that cost you little to nothing - then you are going to have a very bad time.

Thus, as a public service; a trilogy of anecdotes:

The first thing they tell you about the Crows is this: Some say that if they love you they will lead you home, no matter how far you have wandered. But the crows do not love many.

Once, there was a student who paid faithful tribute to the Court of Crows. She offered food and trinkets at noon each day, and sang to them when the moon was full. She presumed herself safe, that she had bought the shade of their sheltering wings.

Then she watched as her roommate, her dearest friend, was Taken out from under one of the Crows trees. In her furious grief she swore revenge, but with summer break just around the corner, her friends thought she’d get over it. That she’d cool her head.

She came back with a shotgun, and a box full of neatly-stacked shells, and her friends and fellow students paid the price for it. Those were a bad few days. People lost friends.

No-one ever saw her again, or a body. But Jim from down the hall swears up and down the janitor came away with a bucket full of red water.

Do not anger the Crows. Do not presume their favour. It is theirs alone to grant, and they owe you nothing.

Once there was a student who took heed of the stories of the Crows. He left them offerings and read them poems, and this they tolerated, though they never showed him special favour.

He grew resentful of this lack, and stepped up his efforts. He bought them lavish gifts; outcompeting those who left them food or trinkets. He praised them during his breaks, striving to outdo those who simply nodded with respect. Every time they fluttered and shifted on their branches without gracing him with affection, his ugly fury grew.

Iron and salt stop only the Gentry. He found a feather on his pillow one morning, jet black and ragged-edged and stained with blood. Rather than taking this as a warning and a caution, he showed it to all who would look; let words boil out of his mouth that put form to what he felt he deserved. The next night, he dreamed of harsh croaks and cold air, and sharp beaks pecking out his eyes and tongue.

He woke up blind and mute, never to covet them again.

Do not insult the Crows. Do not try to buy their favour. It is not a thing to be sold, and you are entitled to nothing.

Once there was a student who was Taken by the Gentry. He laboured under Their affections until they released him into Elsewhere; uncaring as to his fate. Knowing what would befall him if he lingered, he searched desperately for a route that would lead him home.

A black shape took wing from the trees above him, and thinking himself safe, he sobbed in relief. He had always paid his respects to the Crows, and now he wept with joy and promised them much if they would lead him back to safer lands. More came, and he followed the ever-growing flock deeper and deeper down forest paths.

Eventually, he reached a clearing where the bare earth was dyed crimson. Human bones lay scattered on the ground, pecked clean of flesh. The flock settled all about him, and at last he remembered.

Not for nothing is a group of crows named a murder.

Do not rely on the Crows. Do not ask for their favour. They are neither safe nor tame, and they are bound by nothing.

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Hover : Revolt Of Gamers, Inspired by Jet Set Radio & Mirror’s Edge

Open world futuristic freerun / parkour game inspired by great games like Jet Set Radio and Mirror’s Edge

Key Points of the Game:

  • Crazy sensations of freedom and movement
  • In a 100% explorable openworld inside a vast futuristic extra-terrestrial city
  • Colorful cartoon HD graphics
  • Numerous characters to unlock and play
  • An experience system and a skill grid per character
  • join various clans
  • A dynamical scenarisation without interruptions
  • Non linear adventure and missions
  • The game can be switched to multiplayer at any time
  • Ability to create real time multiplayer events
  • First and third person view
  • Compatible and particularly adapted to the Oculus Rift
  • Gameplay technique through a quick and intuitive handling

About:

Halfway between the crazy universe from Jet Set Radio, the interactivity of a Mirror’s Edge and inspired by movies like the 5th Element or Star Wars, “Hover: Revolt of Gamers” places itself on another world and puts you in charge of a band of Gamers revolted against opression and the anti-video-games laws that rules the city.

You’ll have to free the citizen restrained by the autorities, localise and then infiltrate into control centers of the anti video games propaganda, retrieve gaming consoles confiscated from the population to dethrone the new Mayor, who is the cause of all that mess. Beware, some new security drones are patroling the city and you’ll have to be vigilent at the cost of being chased and having to shake them off.

For more information head on over to Kickstarter

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Patience Is A Virtue, But Jet Ain't A Saint

I honestly just wanted to write Jet being angry, because he deserves to be angry. Let Jet Be Angry 2k16.

(this takes place a few weeks or so after Ghoul joined the crew)

word count: 1,443

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“Ghoul! Don’t you dare walk away from me!”

“You’re not my mom, so stop acting like it!”

The only sounds after that were a door slamming and a motorbike riding away. Jet stared at the door, still breathing heavily from the screaming match he just had. He turned around and punched the nearest wall with a vicious growl. “God DAMN it.”

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anonymous asked:

Ok, so Daredevil vs Batman. Last one, I promise. Matt has a club and Bruce has, like, ten cars and a stealth jet. That's got to edge it, no?

Matt has superpowers and God as his sidekick.

Batman has that utility belt to cover up his tiny penis.

 also he is as blind as Matt because his eyes are always watery because he can’t stop crying about his parents, who if you really read the book, you can tell never actually liked him let alone loved him.

 and I know for a fact that it is revealed in convergence that his parents planned their own murder just to get away from that little brat.

Thanks for spending our education budget on fighter jets to ensure ‘edge’ in our 'regional’ defense Abbott. Seriously, the most dangerous thing in Australia is probably a fucking box jellyfish and I don’t think a fighter jet (a model that’s been plagued with issues too) is going to help with that. Someone needs to throw a vegemite sandwich at this idiot.