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It’s my headcanon that Darkley’s ended up getting shut down after Legacy of the Green Ninja. Parents who wanted their kid(s) to be evil wouldn’t stand for them to be enrolled in a school teaching sharing and kindness, so they’d pull their kid(s) out. Meanwhile, regular parents wouldn’t send their kid(s) to a school with a reputation to turn kids into criminals
So the place shuts down and all those kids are sent to the schools zoned in their area, sent to a different boarding school, or are home schooled.
I believe this because the ninja really shouldn’t be teachers for a bunch of kids. I’m sorry, but have any of them even finished high school? They are teens who train to fight crime and hangout in their off hours. I just can’t see them having a rounded enough education to teach a bunch of kids/pre-teens
So without the reputation of the ninja and Wu, the school sinks and Noble ends up working as a tour guide and warden
Since the Fold exists in universe and The Weekend Whip also exists in universe, I headcanon that the Fold are just huge fans of The Ninja and all of their (Ninjago-centric) songs are them vocalizing their love and support for the ninja (kinda like fandom songs i.e. Minecraft, FNaF, Undertale/Deltarune, etc)
I mean, c’mon! “Born to Be a Ninja” and “21st Century Ninja” screams SI!OC
The Ninja unironically love their music, both Ninja-centric and non-Ninja-centric
Absolute top-of-the-chart bangers in-universe from the Fold:
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Home Alone AU where Kevin and Alex are twin brothers who keep getting left alone together
Basically a series of the two trouble makers make their way through the first three movies (because 4 is objectively terrible, I’ve never seen 5, and I pretend the reboot doesn’t exist)
They would be such twin terrors tho. Between Kevin’s engineering skills, Alex’s skills with any electronic device, and their mutual Mechanical Engineering skills, they could take over the world if it wasn’t for their parent’s watchful eyes
The two stick with each other through thick and thin, so I can imagine if one happens to be grounded to the attic, the other one would sneak up there to keep each other company and eventually falling asleep
Writers have two modes and they are "i haven't written in three weeks and i am rotting from the inside and everything feels wrong and i don't know who i am anymore" and "i wrote for four hours straight and forgot to eat and it's dark outside and when did that happen and i feel like a god" and there is nothing in between. no chill. no medium setting. just famine or feast and a very confused nervous system.
I think of the dynamic between Brad, Gene, and Sally a lot. Like, for my characterizations of them. Together they make up a functioning person
Brad = Morals
Gene = Intelligence
Sally = Common sense
And even then, Brad’s morals are kinda gray, just much lighter gray than the other two
So when they’re paired off or alone, everything’s kinda skewed. That’s why Brad and Gene get up to so much chaotic stuff. Meanwhile, Sally and Gene might accidentally commit crimes in the pursuit of knowledge. Then with Brad and Sally, they will not know shit that will land them in hot water
That is to say, in a very long winded fashion, they all share one (1) braincell, but Sally is the owner
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This time, it’s part of the setup for The Michael in the Bathroom
Lloyd ran! He didn’t care where! He just had to escape! Blood pounded in his ears as he raced up the steps, practically taking two at a time before rushing into the first room he could.
Locking the door behind him with a sigh, he noticed he was in a pretty spacious bathroom, complete with bathtub. A bathtub with a rim perfect for sitting to catch his breath. So he did just that, trying his best to calm himself down from all of… that. Jesus Christ.
Only for Lloyd to let out a girlish scream when he felt an inhuman hand gently scrape down his back.
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Brad gave the dude nod from his position half slumped in the bath. “Sup.”
“Brad?” Lloyd questioned as he regained his composure, one hand clutching his chest. And Brad couldn’t help but quirk his lips up into a brief smirk. “I didn’t know you were invited to this party.”
Brad sighed a little, his expression flattening. “I wasn’t. Which is why I’m wearing... this clever disguise!” He stood up from his place in the bathtub and gestured sarcastically at his hoodie and ripped jeans. Looking up, he realized that Lloyd was staring at him with something like awe in his eyes. But that couldn’t be right. Lloyd had been practically looking through him the last fews months instead of waving back in the halls, and he’d been completely ignoring any of Brad’s attempts at conversation. Hell, he even wouldn’t deign to read any of Brad’s messages, let alone actually respond. “You’re speechless. Squip got your tongue?” Brad mocked bitterly as he stepped out of the tub.
“It’s... off.” Lloyd admitted with his own sigh.
“That would explain why you’re talking to me.” Brad snarked before he paused, taking a deep breath to gather his thoughts. “I’ve been thinking about this moment. What I would say to you? I had this really pissed off monologue, an epic journey through twelve years of friendship...”
And what a monologue it was supposed to be. Brad had planned to talk about so many memories where they had each other’s back. Of the cruelties done to both of them by the very people that Lloyd now surrounded himself with. Of their trips and hangouts and sleepovers and inside jokes and deepest conversations and darkest secrets. Of how much Lloyd really meant to him. (Within the confines of a platonic friendship, of course. This was the absolute worst time to confess to anything outside of those parameters.) And how it clearly was a one-way street. How that realization hurt so much. And finally to come find Brad whenever Lloyd was ready to sincerely apologize for being an asshole.
But that monologue never came to fruition. Instead, Brad trailed off as Lloyd kept staring at him in awe. “What?”
“It’s really good to see you, man.” Lloyd went to hug Brad, but Brad immediately shrugged the blond off.
“It won’t be. Once you hear what I found out.” Brad said, grimly.
“Found out?” Lloyd asked, cocking his head to the side a little like he just encountered an especially complicated math equation.
“About...” Brad tapped his temple twice and Lloyd’s eyes widened in realization. Then he frowned in confusion.
“How? There’s nothing on the internet—“
“Which is weird, right?” Brad cut in, “I mean, what’s not on the internet? So I starting asking around. Finally, this guy I play Warcraft with, told me how his brother went from a straight D student to a freshman at Harvard. You know where he is now?”
“Really happy and successful?” Lloyd hedged hopefully and Brad couldn’t help but roll his eyes. If that was the case, why would Brad go through all this effort to talk to Lloyd about it?
“He’s in a mental hospital. Totally lost it.”
But Lloyd still did not look convinced. “I don’t see what that has to do with—“
And in his haste to get through the blond’s thick skull, Brad cut him off again. “Think, man! We’re talking an insanely powerful super-computer. You really think its primary function is to get you laid? Who made them? How did they end up in a high school? In Jamanakai?! Of all possible applications for such a mind-blowingly advanced technology, you ever wonder what it’s doing inside you?” Because Brad did. He had many sleepless nights regretting ever agreeing to Lloyd’s stupid plan. He had thought through everything he could’ve done differently at least ten separate times. And then he started asking questions. Questions the internet couldn’t answer. Question that weren’t even addressed in the most obscure corners of Reddit or even 4chan. Questions that literally could only be answered via word of mouth like they were all still living in colonial times.
There was a moment of silence before Lloyd shook his head with a bitter chuckle. “And I thought Harumi was jealous...”
Jealous? Lloyd thought Brad was jealous?! Jealous of what exactly? Of not having a computer who turns you into an asshole? Of not having a pill that cost four hundred dollars only to turn the customer insane? Of not having a spearmint flavored Tic Tac that would likely change everything Brad was at his core and everything that Brad liked about himself?
“I’m honestly asking!” Brad pleaded.
“Really?” Lloyd countered, poking a finger into Brad’s chest. “Because I think you’re pissed I have one and you don’t!”
Brad groaned, throwing his hands up in frustration. “Come on—“
“Maybe I got lucky, is that so weird? With my history, I’d say the universe owed me one. And I don’t know about your friend’s… brother’s… whatever,” here Lloyd got up in Brad’s face, “but if you’re telling me his SQUIP made him crazy—“
Brad interrupted yet again, hoping that the gravity of his next point would convince Lloyd. That it will let the brunet save his best friend. “His SQUIP didn’t make him crazy.”
“Oh.” All the indignant anger seemed to drain out of Lloyd, causing him to deflate a little. “Well... There you go.” As if Brad made his point for him. Which, what? Again, why would Brad bring any of this up if he didn’t believe the SQUIP was dangerous?
The taller teen grabbed the blond’s shoulders. “He went crazy trying to get it out!” Please, please let this work. Please make Lloyd see sense.
There was a pregnant pause where Brad kept praying to every deity he could think of and the universe itself.
Finally, Lloyd shook his head with a scoff. “Then I’ve got nothing to worry about. Why would I want that?” The blond then went for the door only for Brad to desperately intercept him. He needed them to keep talking. To make Lloyd accept the truth. To—
But apparently Lloyd disagreed. “Move it.” He glared up at the taller teen.
“Or you’ll what?” Brad asked in a low tone, crossing his arms and calling Lloyd out on his bluff.
But Lloyd didn’t budge. He just glowered harder, as if trying to set Brad on fire with his gaze alone. “Get out of my way. Loser.” He spat.
Brad stepped aside on autopilot, feeling a numbness spreading from his head to the tips of his fingers and toes. And what followed that cold felt like the squealing cracks ice creates when it shatters, with Brad’s heart at the epicenter.
“Hello!” Someone shouted, knocking on the door. “Other people have to pee!”
Brad, still numb from this whole encounter, scrabbled for an excuse that wasn’t needing a place to hide. An excuse that wouldn’t make Brad seem absolutely pathetic.
“I’m having my period!” He shouted through the door, pitching his voice up to sound more feminine. Brad then winced at how his voice trembled at the edges and prayed that all it did was sell the lie.
“Take your time, honey.” Was all he heard before whoever that was sauntered off to presumably rejoin the party.
Brad slumped against the wall right next to the door and slowly slid down, staring blankly ahead.
Y’know something I haven’t talked about at all, that I really should’ve? My Be More Chill GreenFlower AU
I spent the first half of the year writing exclusively for it and I still don’t have anything I’d be able to post ( •́A•̩̥̀ )
But here’s what I have so far:
- Lloyd is Jeremy
- Brad is Michael
- Akita is Christine
- It follows the canon of BMC for the most part with minor changes throughout as little details that fit the Ninjago characters
- There’s canon divergence during Smartphone Hour that leads Lloyd to realizing his feelings for Brad instead of Akita
- GreenFlower end game
But I have a ton of snippets and even fully blown scenes written. Just… not in any order so I can’t post anything that’s coherent lol
Under the cut is one of them
Lloyd could hear the door shut and his dad’s footsteps growing further away. Beside him, Brad shifted uncomfortably. “How is he doing?”
“How does it look?” Lloyd continued to stare at the television in hopes that escapism and the suspension of disbelief could take him away.
“You heard from her?”
“No. And who cares?” Lloyd shrugged, fighting to keep his voice flat. Because this didn’t bother him. Not at all. He didn’t stay up late some nights wondering what caused her to leave. “It’s like, Mom’s happy now. In Ninjago City. With her high school prom king.” The blond vaguely gestured to the room at large. “She’s moved on. Why can’t he?” The last bit came out a bit bitter.
“Hey you can’t—“ Brad started to protest which caused something inside Lloyd to snap, and a couple of his anxieties leaked out from the cracks.
“I don’t want that to be my future!” He shouted, gesturing to the door of his room. “Sad! And alone! And—!” He cut himself off, realizing who exactly he was yelling at. “…sorry.” He looked down at his hands.
“It’s fine.” Brad waved it off, but something flickered across his face that was too fast for Lloyd to catch. “I get it.”
And then an idea occurred to Lloyd. “Finn said his hook-up’s at the Payless. What if we go there ourselves? Just to see if his story checks out?”
There was a pause before Brad turned back to Fist to Face 2 and started to mess with the game’s settings. “And if it does? Will you be too cool for,” Brad’s voice wavered, “video games?”
“Huh— whah? No way!” Brad didn’t even look up, eyes straight forward at the screen. Okay, well now Lloyd had to be completely honest about his feelings (every teenage boy’s worst nightmare). His face turned a little red when he admitted, “look, man. You know you’re my favorite person, right?”
“Is it really true?” Brads mouth went from a flat line to a mocking grin. He looked over at Lloyd, leaning over into the blond’s personal space. “That I’m your favawite pewson?”
Lloyd flipped Brad off, shoving at the brunet’s shoulder. And Brad couldn’t help but snicker at Lloyd’s reaction.
“Yeah, almost regretting it now.” Lloyd teased with an eye roll, before sobering. “But we’re never not gonna be a team. ‘Cause high school is shit!”
“Tell me about it,” Brad muttered.
“Which means,” Lloyd continued, “I need your help in conquering it. Y’know? Make it a two player game instead of being two solo players?”
Brad smirked, pulling Lloyd into a gentle headlock and ruffling Lloyd’s hair, much to the blond’s protesting giggles. “You’ll always be my Player 2.”
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Headcanon/theory of what exactly is the Essence of Destruction (from a scientific standpoint rather than the more practical answer of magic)
Well the opposite of Destruction is Creation and Creation is achieved after the Elements of Creation come together (as seen by The Tornado of Creation). It is later described by Cole that Lloyd’s element is “…some kind of energy, or green light. I dunno, like, all our Elemental Powers rolled into one.” To me, that makes sense from the standpoint of Energy. As Energy is needed for the Creation of anything
(And yes I know, Lloyd’s Element is officially called Life however one of the writers implied it’s more a cultural/language descriptor and if someone were called the Master of Life Energy, some cultures would drop the “Life” while others would forget the “Energy”. And I came up with this, like a month or two before S3 so now I’m kinda shoehorning Life in but I put too much work into this explanation to not use it)
So I feel in the Ninjago universe, Life/Energy is unrealized creation. Like the stepping stone between the Elements of Creation and the Essence of Creation
So why does this matter? We’re talking about Destruction not Creation
Well, in order to be the exact opposite of Creation, Destruction has to be the lack of Creation. I interpret this as the void of energy or the potential for energy. So the absence of anything close to energy as that is what is needed to Create
So what does this look like scientifically?
The answer is antimatter! Antimatter is a very rare resource that is a mirror image of the regular matter. Where antimatter looks exactly the same to its regular matter counterpart, it actually has the exact opposite properties. When these two versions of the same matter come into contact, they destroy each other so they both disappear in a giant burst of energy
So my theory is that Oni instinctively conjures antimatter to Destroy their counterpart in totality, then quickly dispels the energy by having the particles reach absolute zero in temperature
For you see, energy is particle movement and heat is created by this movement while “cold” is less movement. So absolute zero means there is no movement of particles whatsoever which means no energy. And as we’ve established in this theory before the opposite of Destruction is Creation which uses Life/Energy
Within this theorized process, within milliseconds, an Oni is able Destroy whatever they are facing in totality
Now this is more my ramblings into the void and I could be completely wrong with the science behind it. I’m an art major who just happens to really like more physical sciences (I can’t math to save my life) and this is all not that. So Science Tumblr, please don’t come after me (though I do take constructive criticisms, just not pure insults)
