Sadistic Genius.

I hit a follower milestone today! Lets party!

I was so unsure what to expect when undertaking this blog, but the responses I’ve been getting from people have been great! Honestly, the muse for Darren took me completely by surprise; he’s not my usual type of character, but so far everything has been just peaches.

Now I’m gunna pay my respects to a people I thread with and other followers I admire:

ANT-SQUAD:

buzzofjanet- great Janet that is really faithful and sincere. Also a beast at formatting like wow. Super awesome experience plotting with you, mun!

waspisims- I literally only started interacting with you today but your reply to my open starter flamed Darren so hard and was so on-point I was like “holy shit that’s awesome”. Look forward to continuing our thread!

thatishowyoupunch- our thread doesn’t have many notes but it’s definitely shaping up to be a good one. Your Hope is on-point.

tosavescottlang- This thread is just pure sass and no plot and glorious.

daughterofwasps- ah! I love your blog so much! Your stream-of-consciousness style on our thread is just really fantastic and you’re so adept at writing Hope’s thoughts. Can’t wait for the plot to advance and I will soon reply.

antasticsteed- Oh your writing is just great! very easy to read. A-class roleplayer all-around.

OTHERS SQUAD:

chopperpirate- I was a little unsure if this thread would work out since our character are from such wildly different fandoms, but I’m glad we did it because this thread is honestly so much fun and mun seems really chill when it comes to like rules and restrictions and stuff and I respect that.

nxmberciity- you have been so kind and super supportive! Your writing is really compelling--you have your character’s speech and mannerisms down, i feel like I’m starting to really get to know them.

thepaladinofgothamcity- awesome and well thought out character. it’s cool to write with a character from Gotham, he’s just like “yeah it sucks but it dosen’t suck” I think i owe you a reply btw...

📌 — Hallucination

Meeting Janet had thrown Darren out of his rage and into a weird sort of unreal reality. This was Hank’s wife; Hope’s mom. He couldn’t fathom it. It was like meeting an apparition. Her voice disturbed him. Didn’t she grasp the gravity of the situation? Finally he spoke when he realized she had asked a question: 

“Uh…I’m Darren Cross. I’m Hank’s–I was Hank’s protégé.”  

            🐝 —— Janet’s face turned amusement to confusion as he spoke again. This felt too real to be her imagination.

                       ❝Um, alright.❞

          She paused for a good while thinking of what made sense right now; nothing was the answer. The brunette narrowed her eyes at the man in response.

                      ❝I don’t know if you’re real or not right now but humor me; where are we?❞

“Wait? You’re telling me you don’t know where we are?” he growled, skeptically.

She’d been here how long? Darren was sure she knew more about this place then him. 

Janet scowled at the yelling man; obviously not Hank. But that suit, she puzzled; why it seemed so inspired by one of the suits she and her partner had was unbeknownst to her. The man’s voice traveled through the void, reaching the ears that haven’t heard anything but her own voice for an undetermined amount of time. 

Hearing her name put her in a state of surrealism, as if this realm wasn’t odd enough. It took her a second to register a response. To her hallucination. Yes, she was going with that. 

“Yes…” she said. The heroine cocked her head. “And you are?” she said in a curious amused voice. I hung around too many bugs she mused inside. 

Meeting Janet had thrown Darren out of his rage and into a weird sort of unreal reality. This was Hank’s wife; Hope’s mom. He couldn’t fathom it. It was like meeting an apparition. Her voice disturbed him. Didn’t she grasp the gravity of the situation? Finally he spoke when he realized she had asked a question: 

“You know, starting off with threats isn’t the best route to take when looking for business.”

yellowjacked:

Darren shrugged. “I would rather have chronic crime than the Avengers. Let’s face it: crime’s a relative term. Not so black and white as that super squad decides it is.” 

“… You realize without the Avengers, we would either be slaves or utterly destroyed, correct?” He said.

“Are you going to go talk to her?” Hope asked. Maybe if he did, maybe if he had something else to focus on, he’d stop obsessing over recreating the Pym Particle. Maybe he’d leave her father’s work alone.

“Eh. Every city has sewers.” He said. “I meant underbelly in the figurative sense.” He said. “I meant it looks fairly nice, it’d be better without all the crime, wanton destruction and murder.”

“No, it’s just me. Mom and Hank were a little busy.”