#blrgh

007n7 who is lost to a resolute grief. 007 who wanders aimlessly in a fruitless endeavor against universal laws itself. A father who constantly trudges through environment after environment, the muck and mud of a swamp that threatens to give him trench foot, never warm nor cold enough, yet still always biting. A man who soldiers through the sodden grass, colorless pastures, isolated from near-everyone and everything else. He is not intentionally pathetic or miserable, it could be argued his constant pursuit of a better life for his child speaks volumes to a veiled courage. He does not possess deep strength, and utilizes as many reserves of intellect as possible. In spite of this, it never quite seems to be enough. But that doesn't stop him, why would it?

As long as he breathes, as long as he moves, as long as the moon continues to be set in the sky by an iron-hearted extraterrestrial might, seeking entertainment above all other means, as long as his weak and weary legs (never atrophy, never strengthen, either) are able to function—and even if they weren't, he'd just claw at the ground, using every last means available—he will continue to fight and hope for a day when his son gets out. Where his son is safe, where his son could be with another family, have some sort of guaranteed devoted and providing home. One where he was safe, and away from all of this, and would never be brought back. It was a future he would tear his very latticework apart for. For him, for his son, his child, his baby.

They say the Spectre does not hold favorites, that it merely prefers the hyper-emotional. It could, however, be argued in this sense there is a vague loophole here; 007n7 is a never-ending delicious repast for something as awful as the force, a perfect combination of mournful, frustrated, tired, full of yearning, barely present hopes and desires, a flurry of tempestuous undying things that all make him filled with a deep dread on the hour. And yet, and yet, he continues to move. He continues to shamble weakly. Because he would do anything for his son. He would endure any torture to see his son again. It doesn't matter that he'd get hurt for it, doesn't mean anything if he receives any number of peoples—the whole atomic structure upholding every person's fibers could hate him, for all he cared, and it would not negate the amount of passion and pure unconditional woeful love he holds for the thing everyone else calls a monster. To him, it's always been a boy; his boy. That's his son, the strangest mail delivery of his life, the thing meant and means more than anything to him. A constant reminder in his mind that though he had past misgivings, though he wasn't on top of everything as a parent, he would not fail again, would not give in again, would not lose him ever again.

It caused arguments, but he'd worked out an arrangement, even. There was a silent agreement, and at least some were sympathetic enough to see his angle as a father. Other's were just glad they would get a sense of reprieve before their turn at the gauntlet, viewed it as him "taking one for the team," so to speak. Not that the majority was all that grateful. Let 007n7 grab c00lkidd's attention first, and however long he lasts, he lasts, and then he doesn't have to get in altercations about what he does not see, does not hear, and does not know. In the end, he'll still hate himself, but at least he can buy his poor son some time. There are the rarer events, in which he can convince the boundless child to calm down for a time, and they're able to just spend the round together. It's actually preferred by c00lkidd that they do this, he just can't help but be so energetic, so excited. He wants more friends, after all. It's hard to be in a house with a bunch of adults you don't really know, and few who ever bother to even interact with him consistently. He's not viciously isolated, parallel his father, the circumstances merely make awkwardness the default.

Once, he'd managed to spend the entire ordeal alone with his son, not bothered by other survivors, far away enough that there was no concern over him getting interested at seeing someone tinkering away at a generator nearby.

It felt kind of like a picnic, the spot on the ground they were sitting on had been covered in something. Maybe a tarp, maybe a smoothened sheet of metal, who knew. He couldn't recall every last detail of most anything, no matter how hard he tried. The moon wasn't so frightening to look at, for once, wasn't so scary to recall in the recesses of his mind that it'd been so long since he'd seen the sun, his son. They were talking about something from their former lives, also now a blurry form to his mind. To no avail could he hold onto even the apparitions of conversations, it all just slipped through his hands, not even giving him the reprieve of remembering things about his boy. He remembers the excitement on his face, at least, the muscles contorting into what he had learned was a bright smile, if the open-mouth weren't an indication. Even now he still had that sort of crinkle to his eyes, and if 007n7 looked hard enough (imagined?) he could see where his kid's dimples would be at.

C00lkidd was so happy, so very happy to at last have some free time with his father, to have his attention fully. And he wasn't running from him, and no one was hitting him, either. It was annoying that other people couldn't play nice, but he figured it might've been something like karma or whatever it was called for being too rough with the kids he grew up with. It wasn't his fault, though, he didn't know he was that strong. His dad always told him he'd been born with super-strength, though, and that was what he told himself to try and reign it in. But when he did that now, people still hurt him instead! It didn't matter, he had his dad here with him, and that was what was most important. He wished they could spend more time together.

They both ignored the clock chimes that rang throughout the sky. For once, they both knew what was happening. What it meant. 007n7 didn't bother distracting him or making up some sporadic topic to try (and fail, though c00lkidd continued to indulged him, because he hated seeing his papa sad) and distract them both from the inevitable.

It was different because he didn't even get the mercy of hearing his son finish what he was saying.

"I love," and nothing more.

Limbo, then the sound of rushing water that in the mimic-meditative state he knew indicated they were returning to the cabin and their bodies would be sat at the table, in various positions of distress.

Everyone looked at him for a moment. 007n7 guessed he was not as secluded as he thought he'd been, at least not towards the end, anyhow. Someone said something to him, and it moved through him like oil slipping past water, not a deafened statement; unable to emulsify. They tried to get his attention again, he recalls in flickering thought. Maybe someone snapped or said his name (again, if they had said it before), tapped on the table, scuffed shoes making a dull noise against the timber floor. Someone must've been tapping their leg, that part felt settled in, a part he recalled. Of course, it was always the unnecessary details in which chose to stay tenant. Anything useful or desperately wanted around would get ousted from his mental entrapment.

He stood up, he thinks his feet dragged slightly, which might've made him stumble. If he were feeling much as before, it probably would have hurt his ankles, the rolling motion and having to re-orient one's feet before twisting onto them hard enough that they sprained. Shuddering slightly, he trekked off, everything else disappeared into the fog of his mind.

All 007n7 could think about was how many little splinters made up his vascular system, every little wooden needle tearing away at his veins whenever he tried to think about his son not even being allowed to say "I love you."

He didn't deserve it.

hey so whatif like 007n7 kinned homura akemi i rhink that'dbe really . GO MY GRIEF-RIDDEN YET DETERMINED SORROWFUL MAN!!! SHAMBLE YOUR WAY THROUGH THE KILLER RIDDEN LANDS FOR YOUR ILL-BEGOTTEN SON!!!!

i should actually learn how to write helpp,….. i have little to no ideas for my fanfiction(s) ((at least executable ones.. urgk))

Thank youuuuuuuuuuuu, I'm glad you like it. I just have complete brainrot for this game, like legit

Pantheon is one of the big remaining HC comics I have in-mind. Am really curious on input about the opening of it - because I know I have a specific handful of actually-interested readers and don’t want to indulge content that Nobody Likes.

(I can do that plenty and keep it to myself, l m a o  :V ).

Don’t worry about it being a creativity issue, I do have 2 openings in mind already, just having a hard time deciding? IDK. One is way more... uh, Hiltz. And one isn’t.

tl;dr do you lot want a comic with a Nasty opening or a Reasonable one? 

Okay, I went ahead and typed up a whole response to this post I saw pop up on my dash, but then it wouldn’t reblog (apparently happens when the person you’re reblogging from deletes the post while you’re in edit mode on your reblog.)

But, I took over a freaking hour to look into this, so screw it, the screenshot of the post is above (taken May 21, 2019, as is seen on the screencap). Now, what follows is my breakdown.

Okay I’m a bit tired of taking screenshotted tweets at face value, so I went ahead and looked into this. Took me a bit to cross check, but I did, so here’s the breakdown with sources:

The phrasing of the WikiLeaks tweet here (from May 18, 2018) is deeply misleading.

First: “Colbert was paid by the Clinton Foundation to produce custom TV segments for them”

Prior to Colbert’s current late night comedy show (The Late Show with Stephen Colbert, first aired on September 8, 2015), Colbert did a satirical political comedy show called The Colbert Report hosted on Comedy Central, where he played a caricature of a conservative pundit ‘tackling news of the day.’

On April 8, 2013, The Colbert Report aired an episode that was focused on & featured Colbert going to the Clinton Global Inituative University event on April 6 (a livestream was hosted on April 6th that allowed viewers to watch him interview former Pres. Clinton live). The episode featured both parts of his interview with former Pres. Clinton  as well as various bits done about the convention.

People point to this other tweet from Wikileaks (posted Dec. 6, 2016), the one with the ‘leaked email that bragged about making Colbert specials’, where the author of the email (someone who works for CGI U) speaks of ‘having them do 2 special episodes about CGI U that they taped in St. Louis this weekend’ (email sent on April 10, 2013). The CGI U event that Colbert went to, livestreamed from, and ended up having an episode about (and a bonus airing of the interview), was in St. Louis.

So, the phrasing is misleading because it leads the reader to think that Colbert & team were paid off to do some special piece; however, the WikiLeak email shows no actual proof of being ‘paid off’, just that there was clearly a mutual interest in doing a CGI U piece from both parties, and from the CGI guy Craig (who sent the leaked email), he was clearly proud of the fact that it all went off well. Considering The Colbert Report aired episodes 4 times a week, and getting to interview a former president is quite the interesting content, and the Colbert Report’s slant of being a satirical take on conservative pundits, this seems reasonable too for them to be interested in making this episode happen.

Second: “Daily Beast has Chelsea Clinton on its board-- a pertinent fact also concealed”

Currently, Chelsea Clinton is listed on DB’s website, under the author section, where her bio also explicitly states that “She currently serves on the boards of the Clinton Foundation, the Clinton Global Initiative, the School of American Ballet, IAC, Common Sense Media and the Weill Cornell Medical College.”

The Daily Beast is a subsidiary of IAC, so while she has ties to the DB, she isn’t on their board specifically.

In addition, in the interest of fairness I checked the Wayback Machine (Internet Archive) in case any earlier version of Chelsea Clinton’s bio on The Daily Beast’s website was saved to see if perhaps earlier versions neglected to mention that she was part of the board;

April 26, 2017, over one year before the tweet featured in OP’s post, the site was indeed archived; you can see there that even then, it listed that she served not only on the board of the CGI, but also on IAC’s board.

Ergo, it is simply not true that it was ‘concealed’ that she served on IAC’s board - or the Daily Beast’s.

Third, jumping back to the beginning of the tweet: “No he didn’t-- direct messages released by Congress show that directly”

This is in reference to the original DB tweet, namely challenging what Colbert said about DT Jr meeting to get dirt & coordinating the timing of their release. There’s a lot to unpack there, and frankly, plenty of people have done that already; also, keep in mind that this tweet is from mid-May of 2018, and Colbert was specifically doing this bit - on his comedy show - as it had been a year since the start of the Mueller investigation.

I recommend reading the article, or better yet watching Colbert’s bit, as you’ll find this is a bad-faith take on, again, a comedian challenging the inherent absurdity and wildness of the situation:

It’s reasonable to see why WikiLeaks would respond to this, particularly the ‘coordinated with WikiLeaks’ bit. Again, arguing with a headline is inherently a flawed stance, but benefit of the doubt, as a lot of people run with headlines and don’t read/watch full pieces. However, specifically diving out of interest into what Colbert actually said, he was clearly referencing the fact that there was any form of communication between the two. And it’s a comedy show, and a lot of pieces lined up in a suspect way, so he made a joke of it, with research that informed it.

Long story short: be wary of bad faith responses to headlines, and if something seems odd or hell, you don’t know the details: do your own research. Follow source links through. Always cross check.