#spark scribbles

It’s the same thing all over and by now they know what’s knowing to happen. First it’s the opening ceremony; past champions stand in a circle while facing the spectators that bought tickets to the Arena tournament. Then Zarkon gives a speech, the champions greet the crowd then leave.

There's a power that's underneath And you can't see it 'til you believe On the edge of infinity

The first fight is always the same. It’s always them against Kuro. Perhaps the higher ups are quite aware of how close they are and thus why they are always pitted against one another. Perhaps they just enjoy their show of skills a bit too much.

Some root for Pidge while others for Kuro. It’s always a close battle, neither backing down and letting the other win although there still is something-- they still make sure to not mortally injure the other one.

A part of your life it can take away Just like the blood running through your veins

However this time it’s different. This is the very first match of the tournament and not only just a demonstration. Whoever wins gets to go to the second round and so on and so forth. It’s a change neither is aware until a voice booms over when the ex-paladin stops short of digging their clawed hand in the clone’s neck.

There's only two options Win or die, win or die Win or die, die, die, die, die

It’s do or die. One of them is going to live while the other has to die. They can’t leave the Arena unless one of them is killed by the other.

The Galra have it planned from the beginning and now it’s too late.

It went from a spark to an open flame Now destiny's calling out your name So ignite, so ignite

Oh, they are going to give them all a spectacle nobody will be able to forget.

And so they fight and fight. Hauntingly purple glowing arms clash as they go for one another until they end up in a stalemate; Pidge has their arm poised to strike through Kuro’s stomach while Kuro has his inches away from their face.

Golden orbs clash with honey-amber ones before they nod and exchange bittersweet smiles, going through with their plan.

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It was the night of the tournament. As always, Pidge and Kuro were thrown against one another as to demonstrate what was expected of the ones participating in it. The two hated each other’s guts as much as the Galras were concerned, but the fighting duo knew better. They had to put on a good show otherwise there were going to be consequences.

The battle was nothing short of amazing. The two were almost perfectly parrying and countering their hits, neither of them backing down or slowing down. It was one of the few times they could have fun without worrying about anything.

We get upWe get knocked downWe get lost behind the crowdLooking for a new way outIt’s hard to stand but we won’t bow tonightWe won’t bow tonight

Everything was going well until Kuro seemed to miscalculate his steps and missed Pidge completely. The landing looked painful if the red scratches on his face and the way he was now holding himself were any hints about it. But they couldn’t stop. They had to keep fighting lest things went even more downhill. They couldn’t slow down.

After the match was done the ex-paladin ran along the Druids taking Kuro back. They refused to leave his side, hissing and screaming at the others to fix him until they felt their voice leave them, only a dull pain in their throat remaining as proof of their yells.

My mind’s a loaded gunNo one can hear me screamingAnother night that comes undoneYou’re the one that keeps me breathingKeep me breathingWon’t you keep me breathing

v: stone cold commander

Following the events of this thread, in this verse Sendak is dead which leaves Pidge in control of training the new recruits just as Sendak trained them. The death of the commander affected them deeply (after all he referred to them as his son and he was the closest they had to family besides Matt) as seen by the way they become even colder and work focused. Trying to talk to them rarely receives more of a grunt in response unless they are feeling good for some reason that particular day.

They were already hard on themselves about training, but now it’s even worse. The poor souls who end up under their command don’t have it easy, but they do end up among the best soldiers of the Galra Empire’s fleet once they are done w/ them.

v: shadow of an once great warrior

What if somebody did manage to bring them back on Voltron’s side? Pidge is shaken, quiet and jumpy. Stripped of their Galra tech on which they had been relying, they feel weak and powerless.

A thousand questions run through their mind. What will happen to Matt now? Were they going to punish him for their betrayal? Were they going to send him to retrieve them from the Castle of Lions?

Suffice to say Pidge avoids Shiro like the plague and is wary of the others.

This is mostly Portal 2 bc I can’t remember a damn thing from the first game.

This is a mess of ideas and what ifs so take it as you want. I’d love to discuss this w/ people tho!

Contains spoilers so read at your own discretion!

Okay, but. A Deus Ex verse. It’s all set in the modern times, a few hundred years in the future when technology has become such a big part of everybody’s lives that it’s pretty much impossible to live w/o it.

To be noted that I’ve played two hours of Deus Ex: Human revolution and watched Tear play Mankind Divided so while I have ideas and such I’m not exactly sure of the details. May contain spoilers.

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Parv. Alex Parvis.

Will had heard this name enough times to know that this guy was somebody important; at least in regards to his own condition and whatever plans Xephos had for him.

There weren’t many moments in which he was allowed to leave the laboratories he was allowed to wander in and work, but when he did have these small moments he almost always went in search of him.

They hadn’t spoken much, barely meeting each other for five minutes for a quick hello and nothing more.

Xephos mentioned the man’s name a few times when he was rambling about Notch knew what; something along the lines of an assistant? But why?