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Because the obvious (and wrong) answer is that Magneto beats Tony easily because he can control Tony's armor and crush him
But the smarter (and wrong) answer is that Iron Man's armor isn't actually made of iron, it's made of a non-magnetic gold-titanium alloy.
But then the smartest and true answer is that Magneto beats Tony easily because Tony has metal shrapnel in his bloodstream that he needs a powerful electromagnet to stop from reaching his heart.
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Pure self indulgent Magenta and Ochre fluff from me today hahađŠˇđ It's pride month I can do what I want!
And this is the song Pat is singing here, if you're curious :3 For some reason I like to imagine him singing old folk songs he was taught as a kid and that is where this whole comic came from lol
The journey to the astroid K/46 is a long one, even with Thunderbird 3 ions engine, just allows a little talk and memorys to be spilled out
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
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They were 12 hours into the flight, Jeff had crossed his arms and fell asleep leaving the two other astronaut to their own devises
Alan watched as Zayne floated to the back of Thunderbird 3, checking her systems, the blond pushed up the shoulder guards, before floating to the back
"Hey...Ze?" Keeping his voice low, to avoid waking up his dad, knowing very well how light he slept
"What's up?" Zayne matched his tone, but didn't turn to look at the younger astronaut
"I...I just want to make sure your alright...i mean come on...your dad...alive?"
The man in purple paused slightly, hand hesitant over the handle that kept him from floating away
"I..." Alan paused watching Zayne inhale deep, right bad question
He rubbed the back of his head "sorry..."
"It's alright Alan...I get everyone's concern for me..."
Alan nodded slightly, letting Zayne continue
"A lot...I...I grieved and buried that under work and studying...an entire company...getting news that they could be all alive..."
Alan gave a half smile "I understand..." He glanced towards his own dad and sighed "when we found Braman repeated dad's SOS..." He smiled, which turned sour "and...the entire Gordan incident after"
Zayne finally looked at the Tracy a hand patted Alan before he wad pulled into a hug, which Alan greatly returned, hiding his head in Zaynes shoulder clinging on feeling a tremble and a shakey breath
"We'll get your dad back Zayne...I promise it" Alan whispered
"Thank you Alan..."
They pulled away and Zayne was trying to hide the tears that were floating in the zero gravity, Alan giggled
"Damn...gravity..."
A steady beep and John's hologram appeared, stiring the sleeping Jeff
"Everyone alright?"
Alan let Zayne give him a helpful nudge towards the front of Thunderbird 3
"Were all good, how's home?" Alan half smiled, hearing Zayne sniffle floating behind him
"Gordans returned, he says hey and also asked for space bread to add to the list with space milk"
A chuckle came from Jeff
"Anything else?" Zayne leant in
"Apart from a sudden spike in Derek's industry's suddenly a buzz...both myself and EOS don't know of what..."
Zayne nodded
"Keep a distance John...incase this buzz is an early warning of hornets coming out of that nest"
John nodded "my thoughts exactly, it's about lunchtime you lot, make sure you eat" a look towards Zayne direction befire the coms went quiet
Jeff grumbled stretching floating out his chair
"Alan, you settle for a bit kid, well go get the packs" He helped Zayne to orientate a little as they floated back towards the other side of the room, opening the bulk heading towards thier food for the travel
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"What do you remember of the hope crew Zayne?" Jeff raised an eyebrow Zaynes way who slowly rotated, legs tucked loosely to his chest, mid swallowed of the of his rehydrate lasagne pouch, brow furrowed focusing
"Well my dad for start" He hummed "then there's Dimitri mission specialist, looks scary but big sweet heart....Eliana and Theo...Doctor in engineering and medical, work together perfectly...then we have Viggo he was the bases sanitation, I remember him singing when ever he worked..." Zayne faced slowly towards the two Tracys "then we have Rebecca she was the tower control specialist, always had stickers and Micheal was electronics always with sweets on him"
Jeff chuckledÂ
"I remember first meeting Dimitri...scared the crap out of me" He took a mouthful of food "what you remember the most of your old man?"
"His planes" Zayne responded instantly "he was restoring a spitfire for display"
Alan coughed in suprise "He was?"
Zayne nodded
"Anderson tech always try and give a nod to aviation and space history" He shrugged "We contine that on even now"
"Wow..."
Jeff smiled "I remember you father picking up Martian rock, for wife tax..." He shook his head
"Yeah...that's also a thing"
Alan cackled "wife tax?"
Zayne chuckled "okay, my ma she's a geologist of astral body's which means-"
"WAIT HOW COME I WAS NEVER MADE AWARE OF THIS-"
Zayne snorted at Alan's yell
"He would always pick up rocks whenever he traveled, around Earth or to space, it was there weird bonding thing"
"Postcards" Jeff chimed "I would collect postcards and see if I can arrive faster home compared to the postage"
Zayne did laugh at Alan's look of surpise at his father who floated unaffected by the stare
"Usually I would win..." Jeff said gleefullyÂ
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John smiled listening to the laughter, on the live communications with Thunderbird 3, he remembered the post card arriving about a few hours after Jeff would return home and his giggle of glee beating the postal service, yet again
He focused on the scanners eyes on the main facility for Green industries, just watching for now
He kept his word about not poking his nose where it should be, the building was practically a buzz under his finger as he scanned location, which raised more speculations
Did Derek know about the beacon?
The freighter was it an actual accident or purpose to destroy the evidence?
He rubbed his eyes with a sigh, he also needed to eat, he floated out of the main him, letting the gravity ring pull him to its surface, his feet tapping across the surface to get something in his system
"Thunderbird 5" He turned towards the hologram of Colonel Casey and half smiled "Colonel-"
"I'm looking for Anderson. You have an idea where he maybe?"
Crap-
"Uh...well about that-"
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"GDF knows about the situation" Johns voice cut through just as they were finishing up eating
"What?"
"I couldn't come up with a lie and col-" John rushed
"Johnny, hey breath" Zayne floated towards the hologram
"she would have found out one way or the other" Jeff sat down
"I've kept what we have brief, but what she does know is the beacon and your heading to the astroid there being held"
"Will they head to Green industries?"
John shook his head "not with out actual evidence and a warrant for an arrest"
Zayne nodded "if this rescue is successful, she wouldn't need to worry about either."
He sat down, glancing towards Alan
"Where's are ETA, Captain?"
Alan eyes flickered over his hologram
"82 hours"
Zayne nodding "John-"
"Keep an eye on Derek make sure he doesn't pull anything when you get there"
Iâm so tired of the âwhy do people hate aspecs, they arenât doing anything?â argument. I know that it is an attempt to support us, but it fails so spectacularly to understand aromanticism, asexuality, and any other aspec identity that itâs actively frustrating.
We are doing something. Weâre rejecting allonormative ideals and thatâs a massive thing to do. Weâre actively fighting not just to help other aspecs, but to help everyone, because amatonormativity (and allonormativity as a whole) hurt everyone. Single people who want to find a partner but canât also deserve to be able to exist.
There are so many issues with the expectation of marriage, including:
A single income isn't enough to get by anymore
Having a spouse is almost necessary under the current medical system
Society shames and pressures people who are single to get into relationships constantly
Rejecting allonormativity means fighting against these things that hurt everyone.
So, no, aces and aros and other aspecs aren't "doing nothing." We're doing quite a lot.
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the space seed episode of tos where they find khan and the ss botany bay is so funny because right off the bat you have kirk being like "yeah let's get that historian whats-her-name out there, maybe she can be useful for once" and it's like WOAH what's up with the liberal arts hate?? why is kirk being such a bitch to this lady for no reason. then you meet her and she's fucking obsessed with historical strongmen to the point of covering her walls in her own fanart. she lives on a spaceship in a utopian technofuture and she sleeps surrounded by busts of kings on purpose. her vibes are fashy and kirk is right to be a bitch, actually.
then they get to the botany bay and she's immediately driven to distraction by how horny she is for ricardo montalban under a thick layer of extra-dark foundation. sorry i'm gonna compare montalban with and without the makeup because it is SO distracting
also she refers to sikhs in the past tense implying that at some point in the last two hundred years there was a genocide that they're just glossing over. since she also calls them a warrior race it's also possible that she's just racist and somewhere on board the enterprise there are sikh crew members who dislike her as much as kirk does.
anyway you can assume that this is her first actual away mission and she fumbled immediately because she was so hot for khan but it's much funnier if this isn't the first time this has happened. every time they have to interact with a historical earth artifact she gets so horned up thinking about being a tradwife that she's rendered speechless. spock stays polite but kirk can't stand her. by the time kirk found out she was the type of person to paint her own portraits of napoleon and roman emperors to hang in her quarters it was too late to send her back and request literally anyone else. he's supposed to court martial her but offers to let her stay on fashy eugenics planet just so he won't have to keep her on his ship anymore. it's unclear if he lets her take her paintings or jettisons them into space.
You know, if she hadn't completely fucked up her job in this episode, one suspects her career would not have survived The One With the Nazis from the next season
Heartwarming story: Little girl doesnât have to do anything to fund her dadâs surgery because his expenses are covered by his countryâs universal healthcare.
Human determination: Man bikes 18 miles to work every morning because he wants to and not because he canât afford a car and would be fired if heâs late.
Spirit of Brotherhood: Neighbors host housewarming party for elderly resident who doesnât need help in paying rent because his pension is more than enough.
SO INSPIRING: Local middle school students bake dozens of cupcakes because their home economics class is doing a baking unit. Their school is fully funded with everything they need.
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The Tragedy of Captain Scarlet & The Mysterons (Episode 1 in the style of Shakespeare, Act 1, Scene 1)
I couldn't not. My hope is that this is enjoyed in the spirit it's intended: a bit of fun, like all things I post. I know I've certainly had enormous fun writing it.
So far, I've got everything up to Captain Brown's explosion drafted and it's my plan to do the whole episodes, but I neither want to rush it nor dump everything at once. For now, enjoy the prologue and first scene of what I imagine The Mysterons would be like if William Shakespeare, rather than the Andersons, had penned it.
On occasion, I've borrowed from my own reading of Shakespeare, though Macbeth (being the text I teach most) has been a constant presence and likely unconscious influence more than once. I doff my cap in credit to all influence, intentional or otherwise.
THE TRAGEDY OF CAPTAIN SCARLET AND THE MYSTERONS
PROLOGUE. An alleyway.
Darkness and silence. Enter BLUE and SCARLET, pursued by an assassin.
BLUE
The finger on the trigger now doth bend,
Unleashing force Man cannot comprehend,
A foe, unsought, now found among the stars,
We shall now call the Mysterons from Mars!
Alarum. A skirmish. Assassin falls. A drum.
A man made indestructible by fate,
Will for Earth's cause, 'gainst Mars, participate,
His deeds upon this stage we now acclaim,
And Captain Scarlet is our hero's name.
Exeunt
ACT ONE
SCENE I. Mars.
Enter BLUE, BLACK, CONWAY and DEAN.
BLUE
The trigger now is ready to be pulled:
A chariot of Earth, an iron bark,
Drives forth on Mars' red barren wastes so vast,
Three souls thus borne into the Martian dark.
Exit BLUE.
DEAN
Good Captain Black, we finish our patrol,
Yet once again have nothing to report.
BLACK
Yet signals clear did we at Spectrum note,
From some place near they must originate.
Ere we turn steerage back towards the Earth,
Yon rocky ridge we shall examine now.
Enter Mysterons.
DEAN
Mark you that!
MYSTERONS
(Aside)
Human trav'llers do we see,
Friendly will our greeting be.
Heavens, spheres and stars traversed,
Seeking knowledge like us, firstÂ
We must take a closer look,
Pray our goal be not mistook.
BLACK
They note us. They prepare! An attack!
DEAN
Treachery firm and sure!
BLACK
Let it come down!
They fight. The Mysterons fall.
'Tis done and now the wreck we shall survey,
Lieutenant Dean some samples gather fast,
Ere back to Earth we set our steerage firm.
DEAN
I'll to mine armour.
The Mysterons rise.
Mark you that!
Light and sound without.
BLACK
Becalm the ship. Call not for aid.
DEAN
Fly! Fly! We must away!
BLACK
No. Attend.
MYSTERONS
Earthmen you have most offended,
Peaceful days most rudely ended.
Murder, death and vi'lence try'd,
But by us you are deny'd!
Mysterons know that you hear,
Dread voice of ours within your ear.
Vengeance surely will be slow,
Vict'ry nonetheless we'll show.
All the life on Earth shall perish,
All you value, all you cherish.
No resistance should you offer,
Now our powers we do proffer.
Fiery bolts our towers ended,
Yet with this our home is mended.
Skill of ours becomes your curse,
Matter can we so reverse.
One of you we now command,
Agent ours, our earthborne hand.
Mysterons you shall support,
To us alone you now report.
Black thy name and black thy fate,
Instrument of Martian hate.
Earthmen we do you denounce,
Presidential death pronounce!
Exeunt
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