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I love my boyfriend but I’m scared of huge differences in our views

2020.12.02 20:06 arialolipop I love my boyfriend but I’m scared of huge differences in our views

How do I move forward in this relationship?
My(28F) confusing relationship with my boyfriend (33M)
So my boyfriend and I met 3 years ago in residency and started dating 2 years ago. Things were good for the first year, i met his family, and we were thinking about marriage and an engagement this fall. He met my mom and he’s been incredibly supportive. When i was studying for boards, he sat next to me night after night and helped me study, he made dinner, cleaned. Took care of everything so i could focus on me. He’s extremely thoughtful...
well problems started around the time covid started in January. We went to New York sometime in early February, and went to an Indian tea shop in China town (I’m Indian) one day. The restaurant expected you to take your shoes off, which is an Indian custom before you step inside. He posted a video on Snapchat joking that there’s no way he’s taking his shoes off. I thought it was immature to do as a 33 year old man but blew it off, but it really upset my sister because she found it insensitive. Little insensitive things like that throughout the day kept happening. He kept commenting that he’s the only white person in the restaurant and i gradually got more upset. When we went back to the hotel that night i told him I’m worried he’s never going to fit into my culture and his response was “I’m never going to like indian people but I’ll love your family and participate in your family customs, because i love you.” That didn’t make me feel any better, i just got more upset and cried every time i was alone.
When i later confronted him, he said that he didn’t mean it like that, and what he meant was, he didn’t love the conservative Indian culture of me as a 28 year old woman, always making sure that I am making my parents happy and meeting their needs, driving home early after a weekend with him to spend time with them, and being afraid that they’ll be mad when I’m away from home for too many days. I tried to explain to him that my parents won’t change, they’re in their 60s and that i need him to be understanding because even though I’m 28, they’re my parents and that as independent as I am, i live under their roof and have to be respectful of them until i live there. At the end of that trip i thought i was going to break up with him, but then believe it or not we were caught in a shooting in Brooklyn, and the fear of almost having lost him, I lost all of my qualms.
Fast forward to April, covid is hard hitting and we are getting slammed at the hospital, and race wars are starting. He’s talking, as a physician about how great Trumps response is and I can’t handle it, because he’s a physician and watching people die like I am, how can he think this is a great response?! Things start to get worse, he compares humans to breeds of dogs, his brother calls black people monkeys, and I’m horrified that this is the man I love. We are sitting outside it’s warm out, he makes comments that I look super Indian because I’m trying to swat mosquitos out of my face. I asked him what the hell he means by that and he states “well we all know Indian people don’t like the outdoors and don’t do anything outdoorsy.” Just seemed like such an ignorant thing to say. This leads to another thing and then another. Eventually he says something about white people founding this country and that American culture is white culture. At which point i respond that’s BS, this country was built on the backs of immigrants, black, white, Asian, Hispanic, its a melting pot culture. Since then, he’s tried to not make remarks like that anymore, he continues to love me but I’m scarred. I don’t trust the way his mind works to raise my children. I know he loves me but he says things that just sound so ignorant that it makes me question what he truly loves about me. The odd thing is that i know he does love me, he’s been the most supportive person in the world, but i feel like maybe our minds are not compatible.
TL;DR my boyfriend has made racist remarks, how do I move forward?
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2020.12.02 18:30 arialolipop My boyfriends racist

How do I move forward in this relationship?
My(28F) confusing relationship with my boyfriend (33M)
So my boyfriend and I met 3 years ago in residency and started dating 2 years ago. Things were good for the first year, i met his family, and we were thinking about marriage and an engagement this fall. He met my mom and he’s been incredibly supportive. When i was studying for boards, he sat next to me night after night and helped me study, he made dinner, cleaned. Took care of everything so i could focus on me. He’s extremely thoughtful...
well problems started around the time covid started in January. We went to New York sometime in early February, and went to an Indian tea shop in China town (I’m Indian) one day. The restaurant expected you to take your shoes off, which is an Indian custom before you step inside. He posted a video on Snapchat joking that there’s no way he’s taking his shoes off. I thought it was immature to do as a 33 year old man but blew it off, but it really upset my sister because she found it insensitive. Little insensitive things like that throughout the day kept happening. He kept commenting that he’s the only white person in the restaurant and i gradually got more upset. When we went back to the hotel that night i told him I’m worried he’s never going to fit into my culture and his response was “I’m never going to like indian people but I’ll love your family and participate in your family customs, because i love you.” That didn’t make me feel any better, i just got more upset and cried every time i was alone.
When i later confronted him, he said that he didn’t mean it like that, and what he meant was, he didn’t love the conservative Indian culture of me as a 28 year old woman, always making sure that I am making my parents happy and meeting their needs, driving home early after a weekend with him to spend time with them, and being afraid that they’ll be mad when I’m away from home for too many days. I tried to explain to him that my parents won’t change, they’re in their 60s and that i need him to be understanding because even though I’m 28, they’re my parents and that as independent as I am, i live under their roof and have to be respectful of them until i live there. At the end of that trip i thought i was going to break up with him, but then believe it or not we were caught in a shooting in Brooklyn, and the fear of almost having lost him, I lost all of my qualms.
Fast forward to April, covid is hard hitting and we are getting slammed at the hospital, and race wars are starting. He’s talking, as a physician about how great Trumps response is and I can’t handle it, because he’s a physician and watching people die like I am, how can he think this is a great response?! Things start to get worse, he compares humans to breeds of dogs, his brother calls black people monkeys, and I’m horrified that this is the man I love. We are sitting outside it’s warm out, he makes comments that I look super Indian because I’m trying to swat mosquitos out of my face. I asked him what the hell he means by that and he states “well we all know Indian people don’t like the outdoors and don’t do anything outdoorsy.” Just seemed like such an ignorant thing to say. This leads to another thing and then another. Eventually he says something about white people founding this country and that American culture is white culture. At which point i respond that’s BS, this country was built on the backs of immigrants, black, white, Asian, Hispanic, its a melting pot culture. Since then, he’s tried to not make remarks like that anymore, he continues to love me but I’m scarred. I don’t trust the way his mind works to raise my children. I know he loves me but he says things that just sound so ignorant that it makes me question what he truly loves about me. The odd thing is that i know he does love me, he’s been the most supportive person in the world, but i feel like maybe our minds are not compatible.
TL;DR my boyfriend has made racist remarks, how do I move forward?
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2020.12.02 02:22 arialolipop How do I move forward in this relationship?

My(28F) confusing relationship with my boyfriend (33M)
So my boyfriend and I met 3 years ago in residency and started dating 2 years ago. Things were good for the first year, i met his family, and we were thinking about marriage and an engagement this fall. He met my mom and he’s been incredibly supportive. When i was studying for boards, he sat next to me night after night and helped me study, he made dinner, cleaned. Took care of everything so i could focus on me. He’s extremely thoughtful...
well problems started around the time covid started in January. We went to New York sometime in early February, and went to an Indian tea shop in China town (I’m Indian) one day. The restaurant expected you to take your shoes off, which is an Indian custom before you step inside. He posted a video on Snapchat joking that there’s no way he’s taking his shoes off. I thought it was immature to do as a 33 year old man but blew it off, but it really upset my sister because she found it insensitive. Little insensitive things like that throughout the day kept happening. He kept commenting that he’s the only white person in the restaurant and i gradually got more upset. When we went back to the hotel that night i told him I’m worried he’s never going to fit into my culture and his response was “I’m never going to like indian people but I’ll love your family and participate in your family customs, because i love you.” That didn’t make me feel any better, i just got more upset and cried every time i was alone.
When i later confronted him, he said that he didn’t mean it like that, and what he meant was, he didn’t love the conservative Indian culture of me as a 28 year old woman, always making sure that I am making my parents happy and meeting their needs, driving home early after a weekend with him to spend time with them, and being afraid that they’ll be mad when I’m away from home for too many days. I tried to explain to him that my parents won’t change, they’re in their 60s and that i need him to be understanding because even though I’m 28, they’re my parents and that as independent as I am, i live under their roof and have to be respectful of them until i live there. At the end of that trip i thought i was going to break up with him, but then believe it or not we were caught in a shooting in Brooklyn, and the fear of almost having lost him, I lost all of my qualms.
Fast forward to April, covid is hard hitting and we are getting slammed at the hospital, and race wars are starting. He’s talking, as a physician about how great Trumps response is and I can’t handle it, because he’s a physician and watching people die like I am, how can he think this is a great response?! Things start to get worse, he compares humans to breeds of dogs, his brother calls black people monkeys, and I’m horrified that this is the man I love. We are sitting outside it’s warm out, he makes comments that I look super Indian because I’m trying to swat mosquitos out of my face. I asked him what the hell he means by that and he states “well we all know Indian people don’t like the outdoors and don’t do anything outdoorsy.” Just seemed like such an ignorant thing to say. This leads to another thing and then another. Eventually he says something about white people founding this country and that American culture is white culture. At which point i respond that’s BS, this country was built on the backs of immigrants, black, white, Asian, Hispanic, its a melting pot culture. Since then, he’s tried to not make remarks like that anymore, he continues to love me but I’m scarred. I don’t trust the way his mind works to raise my children. I know he loves me but he says things that just sound so ignorant that it makes me question what he truly loves about me. The odd thing is that i know he does love me, he’s been the most supportive person in the world, but i feel like maybe our minds are not compatible.
TL;DR my boyfriend has made racist remarks, how do I move forward?
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2020.12.02 01:46 arialolipop What would you guys do in my shoes?

My(28F) confusing relationship with my boyfriend (33M)
So my boyfriend and I met 3 years ago in residency and started dating 2 years ago. Things were good for the first year, i met his family, and we were thinking about marriage and an engagement this fall. He met my mom and he’s been incredibly supportive. When i was studying for boards, he sat next to me night after night and helped me study, he made dinner, cleaned. Took care of everything so i could focus on me. He’s extremely thoughtful...
well problems started around the time covid started in January. We went to New York sometime in early February, and went to an Indian tea shop in China town (I’m Indian) one day. The restaurant expected you to take your shoes off, which is an Indian custom before you step inside. He posted a video on Snapchat joking that there’s no way he’s taking his shoes off. I thought it was immature to do as a 33 year old man but blew it off, but it really upset my sister because she found it insensitive. Little insensitive things like that throughout the day kept happening. He kept commenting that he’s the only white person in the restaurant and i gradually got more upset. When we went back to the hotel that night i told him I’m worried he’s never going to fit into my culture and his response was “I’m never going to like indian people but I’ll love your family and participate in your family customs, because i love you.” That didn’t make me feel any better, i just got more upset and cried every time i was alone.
When i later confronted him, he said that he didn’t mean it like that, and what he meant was, he didn’t love the conservative Indian culture of me as a 28 year old woman, always making sure that I am making my parents happy and meeting their needs, driving home early after a weekend with him to spend time with him, and being afraid that they’ll be mad when I’m away from home for too many days. I tried to explain to him that my parents won’t change, they’re in their 60s and that i need him to be understanding because even though I’m 28, they’re my parents and that as independent as I am, i live under their roof and have to be respectful of them until i live there. At the end of that trip i thought i was going to break up with him, but then believe it or not we were caught in a shooting in Brooklyn, and the fear of almost having lost him, I lost all of my qualms.
Fast forward to April, covid is hard hitting and we are getting slammed at the hospital, and race wars are starting. He’s talking, as a physician about how great Trumps response is and I can’t handle it, because he’s a physician and watching people die like I am, how can he think this is a great response?! Things start to get worse, he compares humans to breeds of dogs, his brother calls black people monkeys, and I’m horrified that this is the man I love. We are sitting outside it’s warm out, he makes comments that I look super Indian because I’m trying to swat mosquitos out of my face. I asked him what the hell he means by that and he states “well we all know Indian people don’t like the outdoors and don’t do anything outdoorsy.” Just seemed like such an ignorant thing to say. This leads to another thing and then another. Eventually he says something about white people founding this country and that American culture is white culture. At which point i respond that’s BS, this country was built on the backs of immigrants, black, white, Asian, Hispanic, its a melting pot culture. Since then, he’s tried to not make remarks like that anymore, he continues to love me but I’m scarred. I don’t trust the way his mind works to raise my children. I know he loves me but he says things that just sound so ignorant that it makes me question what he truly loves about me. The odd thing is that i know he does love me, he’s been the most supportive person in the world, but i feel like maybe our minds are not compatible.
TL;DR my boyfriend has made racist remarks, is this something I can change about him? Is it worth staying?
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2020.12.02 00:52 arialolipop My(28F) confusing relationship with my boyfriend (33M)

So my boyfriend and I met 3 years ago in residency and started dating 2 years ago. Things were good for the first year, i met his family, and we were thinking about marriage and an engagement this fall. He met my mom and he’s been incredibly supportive. When i was studying for boards, he sat next to me night after night and helped me study, he made dinner, cleaned. Took care of everything so i could focus on me. He’s extremely thoughtful...
well problems started around the time covid started in January. We went to New York sometime in early February, and went to an Indian tea shop in China town (I’m Indian) one day. The restaurant expected you to take your shoes off, which is an Indian custom before you step inside. He posted a video on Snapchat joking that there’s no way he’s taking his shoes off. I thought it was immature to do as a 33 year old man but blew it off, but it really upset my sister because she found it insensitive. Little insensitive things like that throughout the day kept happening. He kept commenting that he’s the only white person in the restaurant and i gradually got more upset. When we went back to the hotel that night i told him I’m worried he’s never going to fit into my culture and his response was “I’m never going to like indian people but I’ll love your family and participate in your family customs, because i love you.” That didn’t make me feel any better, i just got more upset and cried every time i was alone.
When i later confronted him, he said that he didn’t mean it like that, and what he meant was, he didn’t love the conservative Indian culture of me as a 28 year old woman, always making sure that I am making my parents happy and meeting their needs, driving home early after a weekend with him to spend time with him, and being afraid that they’ll be mad when I’m away from home for too many days. I tried to explain to him that my parents won’t change, they’re in their 60s and that i need him to be understanding because even though I’m 28, they’re my parents and that as independent as I am, i live under their roof and have to be respectful of them until i live there. At the end of that trip i thought i was going to break up with him, but then believe it or not we were caught in a shooting in Brooklyn, and the fear of almost having lost him, I lost all of my qualms.
Fast forward to April, covid is hard hitting and we are getting slammed at the hospital, and race wars are starting. He’s talking, as a physician about how great Trumps response is and I can’t handle it, because he’s a physician and watching people die like I am, how can he think this is a great response?! Things start to get worse, he compares humans to breeds of dogs, his brother calls black people monkeys, and I’m horrified that this is the man I love. We are sitting outside it’s warm out, he makes comments that I look super Indian because I’m trying to swat mosquitos out of my face. I asked him what the hell he means by that and he states “well we all know Indian people don’t like the outdoors and don’t do anything outdoorsy.” Just seemed like such an ignorant thing to say. This leads to another thing and then another. Eventually he says something about white people founding this country and that American culture is white culture. At which point i respond that’s BS, this country was built on the backs of immigrants, black, white, Asian, Hispanic, its a melting pot culture. Since then, he’s tried to not make remarks like that anymore, he continues to love me but I’m scarred. I don’t trust the way his mind works to raise my children. I know he loves me but he says things that just sound so ignorant that it makes me question what he truly loves about me. The odd thing is that i know he does love me, he’s been the most supportive person in the world, but i feel like maybe our minds are not compatible.
TL;DR my boyfriend has made racist remarks, is this something I can change about him? Is it worth staying?
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2020.11.30 16:16 SabatonBabylon [OC] Chronicles of the Siren War [Chapter 66]

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“Does that hurt in any way?” Admiral Chester Nimitz inquired of Brooklyn as she demonstrated the process of summoning her rigging for his inspection. She shook her head with a smile.
“Quite the contrary, Admiral, it feels like freedom, like what I was meant to be. I am sorry; it is difficult to put into words.”
“No need, I believe I understand well enough. That little one with the odd uniform and dog’s tail, if she can use hers as weapons I assume the same is true of you?” he surmised. Thorson smirked off to the side as Brooklyn nodded.
“Of course, sir. I suppose odd is one way to describe Yuudachi, but she’s responded very well to Pennsylvania’s firm hand and has proven to be an excellent escort when the shells begin to fly. As I’ve explained here in the after action report, we can use our rigging to navigate the surface of the ocean as well. Though this ability was only used for the rescuing of sailors and securing prisoners during the Midway operation, it has been used to disable warships at Java Sea. Tennessee and Downes pioneered the technique which, in that engagement, led to the capture of the light cruisers Jintsuu and Naka.”
Nimitz sat back and steepled his fingers. “I do recall reading something to that effect. I confess I didn’t find it credible. I sent it over to intelligence actually, truth be told. I thought perhaps you were trying to inform us of something in code, or perhaps a riddle. I confess this line about columns of towering flame only reinforces that perception in my mind. It would certainly line up with past intel derived from this site, long before kansen were ‘in the open’, so to speak.”
Thorson was about to assure Nimitz that the towering columns of flame were not only real, but repelled battleship shells when a light knocking came at the wood and rice paper door to the meeting room where they were seated around a low table. In a small oversight, or perhaps an intentional act due to their distrust of most Union brass, the Union kansen had not included conference rooms or any similar administrative infrastructure in their dormitory. It was their sanctuary, but its design meant that Thorson had been forced to host Admiral Nimitz in the Sakura dormitory. The experienced naval officer seemed curious more than anything, however. The briefing was returned to its folder before the Commander spoke up. “Enter.”
“I… good day,” came a reserved but pleasant voice heralding Choukai’s arrival. The Sakura kansen had replaced her uniform with a simple kimono, the dress sporting occasional sakura blossoms woven into the fabric. She was bearing a tray of tea cups and a kettle of steaming water. Thorson caught a glimpse of a minty green tail just around the corner and quickly realized she’d likely been put up to it by Akashi. On the plus side, it was pretty much confirmation that the tea wasn’t poisoned, to say nothing of a bit of insight into Choukai’s personality. The look suited her, but he kept those feelings private. “May I offer you refreshments, Shikikan?”
To the surprise of all present, it was Nimitz who burst into a hearty bout of chuckling. “That does explain a thing or two,” he said, waving the young woman in. Thorson’s brows rose silently as she knelt at the table and began mixing matcha powder with the water in front of them, serving the Admiral first before Thorson and then Brooklyn. He watched her closely, but detected nothing amiss. The Union Fleet Admiral took a long breath and contemplated the aroma. “I would be upset if I were Admiral Spruance as well. This is how your recent conquests serve you, Commander? Jealousy likely doesn’t begin to cover it. I confess I’ve never had tea in the traditional Sakura fashion before. Thank you.”
“I am pleased that it’s to your liking,” Choukai replied quietly, growing redder by the minute. Thorson didn’t know what to say. There was no getting around the situation. He tried anyway.
“Let me guess. Akashi put you up to it?”
“Hai, Shikikan, but it is something that should be done. Your guest is a very important man and I am…”
The men and Brooklyn watched quietly as Choukai struggled with a great many emotions just below the surface. She finally composed herself and stood to leave. “Some of my shame may perhaps be replaced by service.”
“Join us?” Brooklyn suggested. “I don’t mean to overstep, Commander, but she may be able to tell us more about our enemies.”
“She fought against you just the other day, did she not?” Nimitz wondered.
“She did, sir, but it’s in her own self-interests to betray her former commanders, if not her nation. The rest remain more typical prisoners,” Thorson explained. “Her sisters are trapped, for lack of a better word. She has joined us in exchange for my promise to free them. Choukai, this man is Fleet Admiral Chester Nimitz, the highest ranking Union officer in the Pacific.”
The young woman, upon hearing who she’d just served tea to, bowed her head to the floor out of respect, feeling herself on the verge of tears. “Please rescue Atago and Takao. And please spare us.”
Nimitz and Thorson glanced at one another, the former taking a sip of his beverage. “What does she mean, Commander?”
“I believe she’s asking us to forgive the Sakura Empire when we are victorious in this war,” Thorson explained grimly, looking at Choukai with a critical eye.
“I honed my skill with the blade from the moment I could carry one, yet your battleships refused to fall and destroyed my ship like it was nothing. Nagato-sama and Mikasa-sama are missing. Shoukaku and Zuikaku follow only their own orders. Kaga-sama should have killed you when she had the chance. I shamed myself already by refusing to die and refusing to remain captive. There is no further shame in asking for mercy.”
“Akashi!” Thorson shouted, unsurprised when the pint-sized merchant in the oversized coat opened the door almost immediately.
“Nyaa, Shikikan?” she asked with a smile that could only be described as cat-like.
“Bring Choukai a cup, please. The Admiral has business with her. Fetch Naka as well.”
“Hai, Shikikan!” she agreed before scurrying off to the docks. It was true that Thorson could have selected any number of Sakura ships for the purpose, but the idea of Yuudachi and Shigure being subject to questioning by a Union Fleet Admiral did not seem a good idea. A short time later, the two rather elegant Sakura cruisers were seated on one side of the table, with Nimitz scrutinizing Naka’s animalistic features in particular as he stroked his chin silently.
“Um, is there something I can help you with, Shikikan?” the red-haired fox wondered nervously as she accepted tea from Choukai, watching her words carefully around an Admiral. “It just seems a bit strange to be invited to have tea with this sort of… company.”
“If only it were that simple, Naka. Just taking some time to enjoy tea sounds rather appealing after all that’s happened of late,” Thorson agreed with a wan smile. “Today, however, I’d like you to actively participate in the fall of the rest of the Sakura Navy, and the conclusion of this war.”
“That’s one way of putting it, if not a tad dramatic” Brooklyn added, her tone one of disapproval. Given that they were sat next to one another it was easy for Thorson to rest a hand on her thigh and get her attention.
“I know, but honesty has only ever benefited me with kansen, regardless of nationality. Naka and Choukai deserve to know what they are doing, and to know that the more information we possess the more likely we can strike a decisive blow without mass carnage. I will say again what I have said since Pearl Harbor. The sirens are the true enemies here, not the two of us. I don’t think peace is possible without defeating Akagi and Kaga, but there is no reason Azur Lane cannot exist once more. I think even you feel the same, Naka.”
“I do, Shikikan,” she admitted, looking down at the cloudy, green surface of her matcha. “But I’m not sure I can do what you ask of me.”
“We just need information, Naka. I won’t ask you to cross swords with your sisters. I daresay between the Union forces and kansen like Yuudachi we’ll have plenty of volunteers. But your sister was one of Kaga’s most valued pupils, wasn’t she? And Choukai, you said your sisters were hand-picked for… experimentation?”
“What experimentation, Commander?” Nimitz spoke up suddenly and seriously. “You made no mention of this in your report.”
“That’s because I can only speak to what I have seen in battle myself and what I have been able to achieve using the conductive matrix on this base, sir. I only know of this via Choukai. But if I can bring a kansen back from the dead, I shudder to think what the Sakura might be capable of with the Sirens’ aid.”
“Those files used to be easy to ignore,” the Admiral lamented, more to himself than anyone around the low, wooden table. “Anomalies and riddles that gave us gifts we didn’t know how to use. Aliens in the form of harlot schoolgirls? Fantasy talk, the lot of it. How could anyone take such things seriously?”
“The flaming defensive shields might be a place to start,” Brooklyn tittered before contributing her postulations. “But perhaps that was their intention all along? Their power is undeniable, but their form seems chosen expressly to sow doubt among those who encounter them. I have only read those so called old files myself. Have the two of you ever seen one?”
“Yes,” Choukai replied seriously. “Her name is Tester, and she constantly buzzes about the Sanctuary, primarily interacting with Akagi and Kaga. I have never spoken to her but she is as you generally described, a young woman with an evil gaze, long silver hair, and far too little clothing.”
“Other than the evil bit you just described Yuudachi, though I can’t say I enjoy the implication of the designation ‘tester’,” Thorson opined. Choukai looked at him in surprise as though swatted on the hand, but eventually smiled.
“Yes, I suppose I did just describe the little hound. It is best that Yuudachi does not have those hideous yellow eyes. The siren possesses rigging as well, vaguely reminiscent of a manta ray.”
“Mmm, that’s right,” Naka confirmed, happy to rat out a siren if not her sisters. “She’s even got that whip-like stinger tail.”
“Wait, you said a manta ray? Her rigging isn’t based on some sort of ship? Does she have a ship?” Thorson demanded, having never heard of such a thing. Neither Sakura kansen was able to answer the question. “Obviously almost all Sakura possess some animal-like features, but I’ve never seen animalistic rigging.”
“Maybe it is a ship, just one we’ve never seen,” Brooklyn proposed. “Up until now we have only encountered siren aircraft. I believe I kept a copy of that report here on base as well, I just don’t have it with me, Admiral Nimitz.”
“I believe it can wait. But I will review it, thank you,” he replied. “Our efforts must focus on bringing the Sakura navy to heel first, even if they are not the final enemy. You have already proven that some among them are amenable to fighting with us under certain conditions, Commander. When that is done we can worry about the Sirens.”
“It may not be so simple, sir,” Thorson said, frowning as he took a sip from his cup. “We have an Ironblood defector here on base, one of the original four destroyers. She eluded submarine patrols and all manner of danger to find us here and the news from Europe is not good. From the sound of things, the Sirens have completely taken over the Ironblood navy, if not the country itself. At least among the Sakura there are many who doubted Akagi and Kaga, and the two of them seem to maintain some amount of independence from whatever passes for Siren high command.”
“Then we crush what remains of the resistance in the Pacific and transition to the Atlantic. By which I mean you, of course,” Nimitz clarified with a bit of a smirk. “Midway, if anything, has proven we need to rethink our doctrine around the use of shipgirls in combat. Until that is done, you are indispensable. Don’t die. Before I depart I would appreciate your formal recommendations, Commander.”
Thorson blinked twice before responding, a shocked look on his face. “We can have those recommendations prepared for you, sir.”
“Good. In the meantime the war must go on, so to speak. In time, I hope our other task forces will reflect some of the power of your own merry little band, but that is time we do not have. The enemy has been routed and we should strike while the iron is hot. What do you need to defeat them, Commander?” Nimitz demanded. Thorson placed his tea on the table and took his chin in his hand.
“Choukai, Naka, do you think it’s possible that the second carrier division would join us in an offensive against the Sanctuary? What about the fifth?” he demanded. The two Sakura cruisers looked at one another in disbelief.
“I couldn’t say, Shikikan,” Naka replied. “Hiryuu would absolutely join with you if her sister did the same, but I don’t know the first thing about Soryuu’s thoughts on the war. Asking the crane sisters would be far easier, I believe. They have always found themselves in conflict with the kitsune, but even then I’m not sure they would fight under your banner. They are equally prideful and distrustful.”
“Shoukaku and Zuikaku have not been heard from since Coral Sea,” Choukai pointed out. “Not even Akagi and Kaga know of their current whereabouts. Some presume them dead along with Shouhou.”
“Those two… one of them plays the flute? They can command fog and mist in battle?” Thorson described, receiving immediate nods.
“Yes, Shikikan, that is them. You fought with them?” Naka wondered.
“I did, and they retreated from the battlefield at Coral Sea before taking any serious amount of damage. Unless something happened to them of which neither of us is aware, those two are very much alive.”
Naka did not have a strong outward reaction to that news one way or another, but Choukai, who had been with the Sakura fleet until far more recently, looked livid. “Those two… idiots! Unforgivable! I’m sorry, forgive my outburst, Shikikan.”
“You call that an outburst?” Nimitz asked kindly. “Think nothing of it, but do finish your thought. What happened with this carrier group?”
Choukai looked down at her lap, her ample bosom heaving with her sad sigh. “I joined with you because I have lost hope, and am doing the only thing I can think of to see my sisters freed. Days ago I hoped for glorious victory instead. Shoukaku and Zuikaku no doubt think themselves cunning and wise, but the blood of our fallen sisters is on their hands. I refuse to believe they did not know about the assault operation. They chose to remain hidden. Now many are dead, and our fleet is broken.”
Thorson glanced at Brooklyn, rendering his honest opinion. “I don’t know if we could have beaten six carriers, especially not if the additional two were the ones we fought at Coral Sea. Admiral, I think we should focus on getting all the information we can on the Sanctuary right now. We will then begin work on recommendations for a re-armament of the Union kansen. I do not wish to take away from the bravery of anyone on our side, but it sounds like our victory hung on the whims of two Sakura warriors.”
“Very well,” Nimitz agreed sternly, not wanting to fully contemplate what would have happened if the Sakura had possessed a fifty percent increase in airpower at Midway. “And when that is concluded, we will discuss Enterprise’s transfer to your fleet. There is no time to rebuild her task force.”
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By sundown, the various business needing attention around the base had been concluded by both kansen and men. Enterprise, the other Union kansen, and the shrine maidens had laid Yorktown and Hornet to rest, while Nimitz concluded his meeting with Thorson, Brooklyn, and the various defectors from the Sakura. The Fleet Admiral had called for a subsequent meeting with Enterprise, Spruance, and the other commanders of the Union fleet. Brooklyn remained to take notes and record minutes as the group of well dressed, well decorated men made their plans for the second phase of the Pacific war.
“It is my conviction, one shared by Commander Thorson, that now is the time to strike against the Sakura and Siren base of operations in this theater. There are many who have sworn service to the Commander who know of its location, its strengths, and its weaknesses. They all seem to have done so for their own reasons, but our own Union shipgirls seem to keep them in line. This mixed fleet is the reason we prevailed at Midway, so we will keep questions on its prudence and effectiveness within the realm of the academic for now. Is that clear?”
“Yes sir,” the various sailors replied. Nimitz nodded approvingly.
“Very good. Then here is what I propose. Commander Thorson, your fleet mainly lacks airpower, correct?”
Thorson saluted before answering. “I will take any ship I can get, sir, but yes. That is correct. We are quite strong in terms of our bombardment capability thanks to Union command. Our escort fleet is rather unorthodox, but the Sakura destroyers who have joined us there are the most loyal by my estimation. Many of them have formed deep bonds with various Union battleships.”
“Indeed? Perhaps one day we will all be able to review in detail your work at this facility, Commander. I have no doubt that the late Admiral Hawkins would be most impressed. Tonight, however, we address the carrier situation. Though it would be a boon, I am in agreement that we cannot rely on the second carrier division of the Sakura navy to defect and fight against their former comrades, even if there is precedence for that sort of action and we are in possession of the materials to construct new ships for them. Nor can we rely on this mysterious fifth carrier division. That leaves three carriers that we could possibly assign to you, Commander,” Nimitz reasoned, pausing as he looked straight at Enterprise.
“Lexington has a strong relationship with her commanding officer, while Saratoga is eager but outdated. You are the pride of the Union Navy, Enterprise. Under normal circumstances I have no doubt that you and your sisters, along with Admiral Spruance and the others, would be responsible for our eventual victory in this conflict. But our pilot corps are decimated, as are our stores of aircraft. There is no alternative. If we are to strike back at them you must become like the enemy, like Ark Royal, and like Lexington. Commander Thorson, as of today Enterprise is officially transferred to your command, along with her remaining crew. You have one week, enough time for us to get a supply convoy out here. By the end of that time I want Enterprise fit for combat on the same level as the ships that assaulted us at Midway.”
“If I may, sir?” Thorson stepped forward, looking with stern sympathy at Enterprise. The tall, silver-haired carrier remained stoic and accepting of her fate.
“Go ahead, Commander.”
“Every kansen under my command has demonstrated an aversion to human crews. Near as I can tell they interfere with the operation of the vessel if the kansen is in full control, even without rigging. Rigging only enhances the incompatibility. There is a good chance that by the end of the week the vast majority of Enterprise’s crew will need to be reassigned. Her pilots might be willing to stay with us as advisors or strategists. They’ll never fly in combat again, however. That will be Enterprise’s job. Surely Lexington is already learning about her abilities in this area as well. I’m not sure I’m qualified to make this decision, sir. I don’t know if the veterans of this battle are better served training a new generation of pilots for non-kansen conflicts or if they should remain with her to devise new aviation tactics for use against enemy kansen. The capabilities of the enemy carriers are immense, but even they need to exert energy to create and pilot their aircraft. Tactics still rule the day in an even fight.”
Nimitz and the other Union officers looked silently at one another, considering logistics from a previously unthinkable perspective. It was Spruance who spoke up first. “I don’t want to see any more of my boys’ lives thrown away for nothing. But if you need their help, Enterprise, I know they will remain with you.”
Suddenly the center of attention, the kansen found herself flushing slightly, grabbing at her upper arm with her opposite hand. “I will do what I must and protect those who stay, if I can. I will be in your care, Commander.”
Spruance, among others, shot rather pointed glances Thorson’s way. It was no secret that the majority of the Union battleships didn’t get along well with Union high command, but that relationship seemed to be utterly reversed among the carriers. At least Lexington and her own commanding officer seemed close, and if the look on Spruance’s face was any indication, he’d just been told by Nimitz to marry his daughter off to the philandering young buck with a harem of oriental comfort girls. “Let’s just start with step one. Depending on who you ask, I’m not exactly a good caretaker of kansen.”
“Oh posh, it’s not like you’ve stopped any of us from falling for other men,” Brooklyn tittered, giving her Commander his own cause to blush slightly.
“Not what I meant,” he muttered. “I’ll see to her rigging after the evening meal, sir. It should be about time now. You’re all welcome to join us, obviously. Just take care around the prisoner’s table. Actually… take care around all the tables now that I think about it. Things can get a bit rowdy.”
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While Thorson’s premonition absolutely came true, it was just as much a result of the visiting crew of Enterprise’s task force as Thorson’s own fleet. There was a great victory to celebrate, after all, and the food was excellent by navy standards. That it was being served by various adorable cat and dog girls from the Sakura didn’t hurt either. Fredrick was the odd man out, but Thorson’s fleet had made great sport out of it. With so many sailors about, it was inevitable that one or two allowed their feelings at being served by him to slip out. Hatsuharu had attempted to come to his defense, only to be pushed away by a sailor with more brawn than sense. Yuugure, unwilling to allow her sister accosted in such a manner, promptly deployed her rigging and shot the man in the back of the head, concussing him directly into his dinner. She insisted he would not be getting a second plate. A few had stood at the assault, but that just gave Downes reason to jump on the table. Yuudachi and Shigure, noticing this, followed suit as dogs are wont to do, tails wagging rapidly.
“Come on, pussy boys! Let’s have at it then if you hate our Texan chef so much!” Downes declared gleefully, tackling one into what became a dogpile of sailors and literal dogs before long. Arizona had remained seated in the name of decorum, but Pennsylvania decided to physically chuck Shigure and then Yuudachi onto the pile, exacting some form of what she hoped was approved revenge against Union rank and file. Tennessee and California stood from their seats to play referee, with the former laughing openly and loudly every time a Union sailor was inevitably embarrassed by one of Thorson’s pint-sized typhoons. Fredrick, ever reserved, did his best to continue serving meals along with Shiratsuyu and the rest. He did have something of a smile on his face for the rest of the night as the scrum evolved into straight up pugilism, with bets being taken and all manner of spectator watching gleefully. When Nimitz and Spruance looked to Thorson for an explanation all he could say was ‘next time don’t refer to Mr. Miles that way’. That point was further accentuated when everyone was finally served dinner, consisting of shepherd’s pie for the Union and grilled fish, rice, and vegetables for the Sakura who preferred cuisine from their home country. Fredrick sat himself down next to Houston who, likely on account of previous events and her elation at being able to spend an evening with her sister, introduced Northampton to her boyfriend by kissing him flush on the lips.
“Ah, get it Houston!” Maryland shouted, pounding on the table and almost sending glassware to the floor. Colorado refused to join in, looking at everyone haughtily from behind her collar, but Laffey and the gang were having a right good time.
“Maybe sailors should stop by more often. Laffey enjoys watching them fight with Downes and the others, yes yes.”
“You yanks are utter barbarians. What sport!” Javelin added, wrapping an arm around Zed who seemed almost nervous at the idea of engaging in such frivolity with her Kommandant watching.
“Her sister seems very relieved,” Zed replied instead, watching the unimpeachable smile that graced Northampton’s face. The two cruisers were dressed rather conspicuously, but in the chaos of dinner no one seemed to mind. If anything, the survivors of Midway found such feminine forms to be most welcome, though none were particularly successful in their efforts at ingratiating themselves with Thorson’s fleet. Several rejections were downright riots to behold, with Enterprise looking on with something between horror and shame from where she sat with the Union officers and her new Commander.
“You’re not concerned, Commander?” Nimitz wondered as Shiratsuyu cleared his plate and served him a cup of coffee. “Oh, thank you my dear.” The Sakura destroyer curtseyed and made her way back to the kitchens as Thorson shook his head.
“My girls can more than take care of themselves, Admiral. If anything I’d be worried about your sailors. Yamashiro and Fusou are polite as anything but-” Thorson was drowned out by roars of laughter as a particular sailor found himself doubled over in pain, struck from behind by Tennessee for the sin of propositioning her sister for a night together.
“At least buy her dinner first,” the battleship spat as California, ever the softie, helped the young man back to his feet. Thorson waved his hand her way with a shrug and a smile.
“What else can I say?”
“No no, that was an ample demonstration,” Nimitz chuckled. “I can’t say I blame the lads, though I can hardly blame your kansen either. This may be uncouth, but how exactly did the Negro score himself a pretty young lady like that?”
“He treated her in the manner of a gentleman, sir. You would have to ask her to share more if you’re so inclined,” Thorson responded, a warm look on his face as he greeted Hatsuharu. She’d brought coffee for him and Enterprise.
“Oh, thanks for that,” the carrier replied, watching the shy little destroyer as she returned from whence she came.
“We fished her out of the Pacific after a skirmish, along with her sister,” Thorson told her, tracking her gaze easily enough and sensing her curiosity. “I don’t know how things would have gone otherwise, but with Akashi and Shiranui already at the facility, they were more amenable to helping out.”
“And the others? Are they all former prisoners?” Enterprise asked, her tone indicating she wasn’t sure she wanted to know the answer.
“Many are,” Thorson replied, pointing to each in turn. “Naka, Choukai, Shiratsuyu, Yuugure, Ooshio and her sisters. The rest are a bit different. Yuudachi and Yukikaze defected during the battle at Java Sea on account of Shiratsuyu. She may not look it but she’s Yuudachi’s oldest sister, and Yukikaze is a fast friend of theirs. Shigure arrived here on account of Yamashiro, tracked her down I guess. Kasumi is the same. She found her way here on account of a couple spirit buddies of hers, wanted to be with her sisters, the four smaller maidens there. Let’s see now. Those three small ones with Ark Royal were captured after the same battle that got us Yuugure and the rest. Yukikaze’s four sisters, the slightly older looking ones over there, were captured alive after Midway. And then there’s Yamashiro and Fusou,” Thorson concluded. It was difficult to miss the mixture of emotions in his voice.
“They’re special to you?” Enterprise asked.
“In more ways than one,” Thorson affirmed. “They gave me the information I needed to return Arizona from the dead, fled here after Akagi and Kaga attempted to enslave them with Siren biotechnology. Near as I can tell, the two of them now represent the old religion of the Sakura, which is incompatible with whatever claims the first carrier division are making about this all powerful ‘Creator’ they follow. We still have that creepy Siren shit under lock and key around here. Pennsylvania took Fusou prisoner and they’re been comrades ever since, while I had to throw Yamashiro off her own ship. My fleet was not happy with me after that. But they’ve given us so much, including a place to lay the dead to rest properly.”
Inevitably, Enterprise focused on one element of the tale. “Arizona. How did you-”
“She was a special case, Enterprise,” Thorson stated firmly but sympathetically. “Something about the circumstances of her death was unique, unlike that of any other kansen I’ve had the misfortune of witnessing. Tell me, your sister’s cubes, what color were they when you laid them to rest?”
“Yorktown’s was light blue just like the rest of them, but I know it’s hers. I always will. Hornet’s was the same until I said goodbye. Everyone else had gone, but I just couldn’t bring myself to leave her. She’s my little sister. When I turned back from the doorway it was bright yellow. It’s like she was saying goodbye in her own way. C-Commander?!”
The entire mess hall fell eerily silent as Thorson stood so rapidly his coffee spilled over the table. The young man began yelling orders as their many guests watched in confusion. “Akashi, boot up the conductive matrix immediately. Girls, whoever’s in the dry-docks get their ship out of there now! Fusou, I need multiple unused cubes ready to go as soon as I get back from the shrine. Move! And Enterprise!”
“Y-yes?!” she yelped, not anticipating being addressed in such a manner, especially not with Thorson looking at her like death itself was stalking him.
“I need you to find someplace quiet to meditate. Think about Hornet. Conjure as many memories as you can, the good and bad. Talk to her C/O if you think it wise. If what you just told me is true… you might be able to pull her back before she goes to rest for good. Pennsylvania!”
“Sir!” the battleship saluted, looking at Enterprise with some amount of suspicion. The carrier, more than any other kansen, was a symbol of the old order that had consigned battleships like her and her sister to obscurity. But Thorson’s orders were absolute.
“Tell her everything you remember about the night we brought your sister back.” He did not even wait for her reply, sprinting out into the night and leaving the canteen in a state of utter chaos. Akashi followed him shortly; herding the bulins with her while Shiranui began collecting the younger ships for escort to the dormitories. The neko was shouting gleefully.
“Move your little legs like your lives depend on it! The jeeps are nearby! Tonight we smack Akagi in her stupid butt, nyaa!”
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2020.11.14 02:47 youto2 House Party 11/9/20 - Part One

We open our scene, as we see two different cars arrive in the back lot entrance of the Booker T World Gym Arena. One a rather normal Toyota, driven by Miles Alpha, holding Dalidus Nova and Joey McCarty in the back. And a pitch black painted van pull up as well. With black tinted windows, black tinted windscreen, black tinted rear glass, black tinted rear view mirrors, and any part that may have no been black such as visible metal parts having been painted black. Where after it parks, we see Buster Braggadocio come out of. While meanwhile, we see two other men who are walking into the back lot, carrying wrestling bags in their hands, The Red Army. Where we hear Ivanov begin to talk.
Ivanov: Comrades, you should all take public transportation instead. Your cars are horrendous for our environment and horribly inefficient in transporting people en masse.
Nova: We have before but we got shouted off for playing our music too loud. So we drive so we don’t make a ton of other people mad at us.
Ivanov: Have you considered not doing the thing that makes people upset at you.
Nova: And miss out on me and Miles rocking out while Joey broods? Absolutely not!
Ivanov: I will talk to you all about this later. Buster, what is your reasoning?
Buster: I couldn’t control if I was around hWhite people or not, and nothing good could come of that!
Ivanov: Alright, I'll talk to you later about that as well. Just remember what I say and remember what the long term impact of a lot of people making a bad decision can be.
Buster: Of course I'll remember, many bad decisions led to the empowerment of the hWhite man so I understand the consequences!
Ivanov: Exactly, i’m not saying that because you don’t already understand this, but we must hold all our actions as a collective accountable.
Buster: Obviously, but after Romero i'm done with forcing myself to be around anyone who's spiritually white for a while. Can't take any risks on that. It's part of why I got the tints on my van, Romero is probably looking for me, and the black tints make it impossible for anyone to realize it's me in there. Especially with a meathead grunt like Romero.
Vargas: Do you need that? He's 6'9 and exhausted his one surprise on us. We'll be able to see him coming from a mile away everytime. I know he's powerful too damn well but we got numbers on him when we don't get sneaked on. And i'm not sure many other ways a man that big can. I think you're stressing a bit much on that and too little on not doing things that will let you avoid crashing your vehicle.
Buster: I can never be too careful, I know I shouldn't need to do much to throw Romero off our tail, but if I can guarantee he's never getting the jump on us again i'll go too far to ensure tha-
Suddenly, we hear something come crashing down in the parking lot! Where upon we see Buster and Vargas duck down, as everyone else turns around to see what's happened-
Buster: WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?! GET HIM!
McCarty: Bust-
Buster: KILL HIM!
McCarty: Buster-
Buster: GET HIS ASS ALL TOGETHER! HE CAN'T TAKE ON-
McCarty: BUSTER!
Buster looks up as Joey yells out his name, as we see in the back of the parking lot some wood planks having fallen over…...and absolutely nothing else.
Buster: Wait, so-
McCarty: Just the wind Bust, calm down, he ain't getting the jump on y'all again, don't worry so much.
Buster: Y-Yeah, sure..
Buster still looks somewhat shaken up, as everyone else begins to head inside the building, Buster remains standing outside as we fade out on the scene.
We then cut into the arena, as we get a shot of the Booker T World Gym Arena in Houston, Texas! A rowdy crowd on hand with many cups of beer already in hand, as we turn around to our commentary crew.
Paisner: Hello everyone! And welcome to another rendition of House Party coming to you live from Houston, Texas, as well as from Twitch.tv/WrestlingIsReddit. Where we hope Sparky and GiGi remembered to send their streams to raid us otherwise we lose out on around half of our audience! I’m Allen Paisner!
Woodbridge: And i’m Mark Woodbridge!
Paisner: And another fantastic show we have in store for you tonight! Featuring both Seth Blackheart and Tony Stevens in actions coming right off of their match at Reap What You Sow, where we had some quite climatic and brutal fallout with Blackheart beating Stevens to hell and back after Stevens secured a roll-up victory after Baker came out to protect him from getting his legs broken via means of illegal interference. And speaking of, our tag title match main event, as The Stargazers, who’s current relationship health is a major question mark floating in the air, get their re-match against newly crowned champs in The Horde! Looking to prove their roll-up victory was no fluke, and that they’re the real deal as a duo! But enough talk! Lets get into action, as we send it to Javier in the ring!
We then indeed cut to Javier, looking jittery in excitement for tonight’s proceedings, as he begins to speak.
Babaganoush: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL with a 30-minute time limit! Officiating is Mia So Hung!
Crowd: YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Woodbridge: The people, Paisner, are worked up.
Paisner: And why do you figure that is, Mark?
Woodbridge: Because they know what they’re gonna see in a couple minutes, and the WiR crowd likes big meat.
Babaganoush: Introducing first…
“Rock n Roll Train” strikes up, and the man with the very fitting use of an AC/DC song, Hugo Ironblood, comes stomping, bellowing, and glad-handing down to the ring to raucous cheers. He CLANGs up the ring steps, almost ringing them like a bell with the force of his boots, and steps between the top and middle ropes to pump his fists up in the air and roar in the corner.
Crowd: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! HUGO! HUGO! HUGO!
Paisner: You know, this is the first time we’re seeing Hugo Ironblood in this ring in a little while.
Woodbridge: He looks pumped to be back and fighting.
Babaganoush: ...from Buffalo, NY, weighing in at 381 pounds… he is the Anti-Tank Weapon… HUGO! IRONBLOOD!
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOO!
Babaganoush: And his opponent…
The crowd is in a frenzy even before “Wakarimasen” starts - they all know Bok Choy is on the card and by God do they want to see them some Bok Choy. The mawashi-clad colossus of a man does his own entrance clapping to the beat, smiling and taking in the fan love before doing a martial arts bow to the fans on the ring apron and climbing on in.
Crowd: YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! BIG BOY CHOY! BIG BOY CHOY! BIG BOY CHOY!
Paisner: This speaks for itself, really, doesn’t it? Damn am I glad I signed this guy.
Babaganoush: ...from Ibaraki, Osaka, Japan, weighing in at 450 pounds… BOK! CHOY!
Crowd: WOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOO!
The two near-literal kaiju in the ring do the Manly Handshake like old buddies before Mia gives the go-ahead and the bell is rung.
DING DING DING!
From the get-go the two big, smilin’ buddies are just on each other, going for a ferocious lockup that involves a lot of not-kidding-around mutual head slapping. It’s Ironblood who takes the headlock on Choy after smacking his ear into near-certain tinnitus… but Choy escapes by ramming his head into Ironblood’s ribs! The two quickly separate and decide not to go for holds right now, but also agree to keep stoogeslapping each other.
Crowd: YEAAAAAAAAAAH!
Paisner: Holy Moses! No time for pleasantries here.
Woodbridge: You said it, they’re just goin’ for it out of the gate.
Ironblood closes his firsts and hits a couple of thundering right hands to Choy’s body, and the sumo answers with a hailstorm of tsuppari palm shots! He drives Ironblood into the corner and steps back, charging in once again to body avalanche him into the buckles! Choy tries to capitalize with a DDT out of the corner but Ironblood blocks it and throws another giant body hook! Both men are already reeling!
Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Paisner: All about the striking thus far! Two wrecking machines just looking to do a demolition job, but look at the smiles on these men’s faces!
Woodbridge: This is how they express their friendship, Big Al, but that don’t mean they’re gonna make it easy for each other. Look how Hugo grounded himself and then changed his stance to throw that meathook!
Hugo stumbles from the pain and disorientation, but lets out a genuine laugh before he headbutts Choy skull-to-skull! Choy’s face contorts into a pained grimace before he too laughs - this is all such good fun! Now they’re taking wild shots at each other’s heads, beautifully ducking punches in the process almost by accident of throwing their own.
Crowd: YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Paisner: Ironblood with the signature headbutt, seemed like it was really affecting Choy but only for a second! And now the punches rain down from both sides! They’ve stumbled into the center of the ring, folks, and nobody’s giving an inch!
Woodbridge: I’ve drank a LOT in my day but shit. I’ve never been drunk enough to ignore punches like these guys are doing sober.
They keep blasting each other until Hugo has the idea to swat one of Choy’s incoming punches aside and locks both his wrists! Choy resists Hugo’s attempts to trap his arms with mighty effort and they wind up grabbing each other in a Greco-Roman knuckle lock, going in for a test of strength!
Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…
Paisner: Ironblood trying to change the dynamic here by placing a hold, gets denied, and now we’re… almost like back to square one.
Woodbridge: Well, Paisner, who told you doing this is just for the beginning of a match?
Paisner: I mean it only seems natural…
Crowd: IRONBLOOD! / BIG BOY CHOY! IRONBLOOD! / BIG BOY CHOY!
Woodbridge: Nasty Nathan McCrowder used to make me test my strength against him 20 minutes into a match, and you wouldn’t wanna tell him what was natural.
Paisner: Well… he sounds like he was a real character! But, look at these two go! Even after wailing on each other like they’ve been doing they show no signs of letting up in this ferocious contest of wills!
Woodbridge: Checks out. Surely you have a friend you hate to lose at arm wrestling to…
The two really dig their heels into the mat and Choy looks poised to force Ironblood to the mat, leaning his greater weight onto Hugo… Ironblood, however, suddenly disengages and wraps his gigantic arms around Choy’s even bigger midsection - he lifts Choy up into a bearhug!
Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHHH!
Paisner: Oh look at the absolute POWER of Hugo Ironblood, putting the squeeze on Bok Choy and even getting him into the air!
Woodbridge: Well that’s what friends do right? They give each other hugs?
Paisner: Well this is affectionate in a strange way, but also quite painful!
Crowd: DON’T SUBMIT! DON’T SUBMIT! DON’T SUBMIT!
Paisner: The people are willing Bok Choy to power through this…
Choy struggles to breathe properly as a concerned Mia moves in to ask if he wants to give up, but he manages a smile and shakes his head no - for Hugo, too, is having a hard time of it, the sheer bulk of Choy making the hold difficult, and Choy shakes himself slowly free - Hugo, though, slaps Choy’s arms and does his damnedest to reapply the hold with the modification of clutching Choy’s wrists!
Crowd: OHHHHHHHH…
Paisner: Ironblood now going for a wristlock bearhug, looking like he might want to bar one of Choy’s arms behind his back or something…
Woodbridge: He doesn’t wanna get his skull and chest refinished by Choy any more tonight I reckon…
Choy starts attempting to throw knees to free himself - Hugo turns it into a side belly-to-belly suplex!
Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
Woodbridge: GOD ALMIGHTY!
Paisner: Hugo Ironblood just caused a quarter-ton man to defy inertia!
He didn’t get Choy very far off the ground or across the ring but desperately, Hugo covers…
1!
2!
NO!
Crowd: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!
Paisner: And Bok Choy is out at two and both men sit bolt upright in the ring!
Hugo staggers to his feet and politely waits for Choy to more slowly get his feet under him and then neither man needs an invitation to begin pounding on each other with slaps, chops, and closed fists! But then Hugo, still fired up from hitting the belly-to-belly, lunges for Choy and tries to lift him again, but then…
Paisner: Hugo back to the bearhug and - wait, he’s reaching to put him into a scoop lift! Could he really be -
Crowd: OHHH… ...OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
Ironblood’s mighty attempt to bodyslam Choy is denied by Choy deadweighting and falling across him, making both men fall right to the mat in an impact that shakes the ring!
Woodbridge: EARTHQUAKE!
Paisner: CHOY WITH THE FALLING CROSSBODY COUNTER! HE’S ON TOP, IT’S A COVER!
1!
2!
NO!
Crowd: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! / AWWWWWWWWWW…
Paisner: And Hugo kicks out from underneath the monstrous bulk of Bok Choy!
Woodbridge: Yeah, I think only a full force Big Boy Splash could put away Hugo…
Choy gets up after the kickout and looks extremely proud of his friend, but nevertheless still does a bunny hop and hits a jumping leg drop to the chest of the grounded Ironblood, falling down into a pretty tired but still leg-hooking cover!
Crowd: YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
1!
2!
3 - NO!
Crowd: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! / AWWWWWWW…
Paisner: I think your theory might be correct, Woodbridge, because the biggest big leg there ever was didn’t do it either! Ironblood escaping at 2.5 after that crushing leg drop!
A kickout again from Ironblood, who is covered in sweat and nearly in tears from effort, and he forces himself to flash sit up again and scrambles to his feet, the voice of fighting spirit in his head telling him to try anything as he locks Choy’s shoulder and drags him into position, then goes for an armbar suplex - but he’s too tired to pull it off fully and Choy slips him and armlock-sidesteps him down onto his face!
Woodbridge: I’VE SEEN THIS SUMO MOVE BEFORE! That’s a sakatottari!
Paisner: Be that as it may, it might be Choy’s key to this match!
An apologetic kick by Choy drops Ironblood from his hands and knees onto his back, and Choy runs for the ropes…
Crowd: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!
Paisner: The Big Boy Splash is primed and ready - NO!
Ironblood wills himself to his hands and knees and scoots towards the momentum-building Choy to drive his shoulder into Choy’s thigh, dropping him to the mat as well as Ironblood falls back down! Neither man looks likely to get up soon as both roll around on the mat trying to get their bearings, and Mia begins counting for a double TKO!
1…
2…
3...
Crowd: IRONBLOOD! / BIG BOY CHOY! IRONBLOOD! / BIG BOY CHOY! IRONBLOOD! / BIG BOY CHOY!
Paisner: As much as I want to see this match have a winner, how fitting would it be if these two friends simply exhausted each other in a matter of minutes by going full steam from the very start?
Woodbridge: That sounds like some kinda great metaphor.
4…
5…
6…
...Hugo Ironblood is, barely, getting to his feet! The count stops as Bok Choy is stirring also, but before he can get up Ironblood takes a hold of the former komusubi’s mammoth legs! He can hardly do anything but hold onto his friend as he catches his breath and works up the will to do what he needs to…
And somehow he does it.
Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! / YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! / HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Woodbridge: IS THIS REAL LIFE?! HUGO IRONBLOOD IS GIANT SWINGING BOK CHOY, A FOUR HUNDRED AND GODDAMN FIFTY POUND MAN!
Hugo makes it three revolutions before he can take no more, and drops Choy, smoothly breaking into a jog and hitting a running seated senton to Choy’s head, reaching back to pin him and completing his finishing move!
Crowd: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!
Paisner: L-86 for the fall!
Woodbridge: Less dangerous than Stratofortress but the dizziness and the huge man blockin’ your vision make this a hard kickout…
1!
2!
3!
DING DING DING!
Babaganoush: Here is your winner, by pinfall, at a time of 6 minutes 33 seconds - HUGO! IRONBLOOD!
Crowd: YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! / IRONBLOOD! IRONBLOOD! IRONBLOOD!
Paisner: And in a beautiful gesture, as you pointed out, Woodbridge, Hugo Ironblood picks up the win here with a move that wouldn’t seriously hurt his friend. This match was stunningly violent, yes, but it was also a display of real affection.
As “Rock n’ Roll Train” plays again, Hugo helps Choy to his feet and they both stagger over to the ropes, leaning up against them to rest before Choy raises Hugo’s hand to more cheers and they head to the back together.
We cut backstage, where we see Buster and The Young Cardinals hanging out. We see all the Cardinals shooting the shit with one another, interspersed with some serious talk about future wrestling plans. As Buster sits mostly in silence, seemingly still shook up from what he thought was an attempted Romero attack in the parking lot earlier. As we see his chair is pointed directly towards the doorway to look out for anything. As we hear Nova speak.
Nova: -and that’s the process of how we take all the titles in this company!
Alpha: Hmm, this needs Joey to get the world title again, and while he could and almost certainly eventually will. If we wanna do this soon we have to consider management probably wouldn’t want him in another singles title match like he’s been in frequently, even though he hasn’t took the decisive fall in any of them, so he hasn’t been truly defeated and deserves more! But management isn’t gonna budge on trying to screw us all over, I bet they somehow interfered with Kyle’s visa too!
McCarty: Which is why we gotta keep this all secret, they could always interfere with ours as well.
Alpha: Good point, but hey, if it does happen to one of us, we got someone in this room who can sub in right Buster!
Buster just nods, as he wordlessly continues to stare at the doorway, expecting anything to happen at any moment.
Nova: What if it happens to 2 or all of us?
Alpha: Uhhh, plug in Viktor and Ernesto I guess? It would be a shame for our plan for an all Young Cardinals title scene to involve no Young Cardinals but plugging in everyone else in here into that plan is a solid second option.
Nova: So with that back-up plan, who would take what spots?
McCarty: Well, i’m thinking-
Nova: Wait! Stop for a moment! I haven’t eaten in 1 and a half hours, gonna get up to get something real quick, keep on going I can be filled in on anything I missed later!
Nova makes his way out of the room, as we hear McCarty going to continue the conversation.
McCarty: Okay, as I was saying, Buster is the obvious candidate to go after the world title-
Buster: OF COURSE I AM! I’M THE OBVIOUS CANDIDATE IN THIS REALITY SO I BETTER BE IN THAT ONE!
McCarty: But between either of Viktor or Ernesto our candidate for the independent title is much more up in the air. Viktor i’m not sure has the kind of individual ambition Ernesto would, but with his recent results-
BANG! BANG! BANG! SLAM!
As the loud noises are heard right outside the break room, we hear Buster begin to yell out-
Buster: IT’S HIM! HIS STOMPS ARE LOUD JUST LIKE THAT! GO GET HIM!
We then see Alpha pop up very quickly out of his seat, rushing around a corner, as Joey more calmly follows. Buster stands up and braces himself for combat, as Alpha and Joey peek their head around the corner to see………..Nova trying to order many different bags of chips from a vending machine, all of which got stuck, that he is desperately hitting and shaking the vending machine to try and get loose. As Joey heads back into the break room to inform Buster.
McCarty: Just some snacks Dalidus was trying to get geting stuck in the machine. No sign of Romero.
We see Buster look initially surprised at it not being Romero, before lowering his guard, and giving a relieved exhale. As he sits himself back down.
Buster: Be fuckin’ careful! Getting me all jumpy like that for no damn rea-
Nova: IT WORKED!
Just a few moments later, we see Nova rush back into the break room, 3 bags of Lay’s Regular Potato Chips, 3 bags of Lays Cheddar and Sour Cream, 2 bags of Regular Cheetos, 2 bags of Flamin’ Hot Cheetos, 2 bags of Funyuns, alongside a sweeter offering with 3 packs of Mini Oreos. He sets them all down on the table in the room, as we see everyone else go to grab one, and Nova smack all their hands away, as we fade out on the scene.
We then return to the ring, where we see Javier, looking deeply excited to call out some more names, hometowns, and weights.
Javier: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
CROWD: ONE! FALL!
Javier: With a time limit of 30 minutes, your referee is WiR Junior Junior Official Ivan Itchicock!
The crowd’s cheering grows as the PA system begins to play a song that sounds like it’s straight out of an anime.
Javier: Introducing first, from Marksville, Louisiana and weighing in at 220 pounds, Maaarrrkkk Flaaaaaaaaashhh!
CROWD: WOOOOO!!!
Staying true to his name, in the blink of an eye Flash is already in the ring. Hopping and stretching, he shakes out any jitters he may have.
There’s a noise from the PA, almost as if the crew hadn’t anticipated playing the next entrance so quickly after Flash’s. Regardless, after a moment some generic royalty-free music begins to play. As the lights dim, a single spotlight shines on the Milkman.
Javier: Introducing from Brooklyn, New York and weighing in at 181 pounds,Tonyyy “The Milkmaaaaaan” Steeeevennnsss!
The lights turn back on, and we see Stevens walk down the ramp a bit more conservatively due to his injuries. The milkmaids give him their full support, however, offering him a jug of milk and waving to the cheering fans. As he approaches the ring he chugs the milk as hard as he can - causing him to get milk all over the runway and apron.
Handing back the now empty jug, he climbs into the ring with Flash.
The bell is sounded-
DING DING DING
As the two circle each other for a moment.
Paisner: And you have to believe that the ribs and back of Tony the Milkman aren’t quite healed after last week, and even if Flash has a less than stellar record in WiR, it’s still a target.
Milkman and Flash lock up, and Flash sneaks under Stevens and sends him to the mat a Japanese arm drag. Tony takes a second, before smacking the mat in frustration while getting up. Flash tries to move in but gets shoved off by The Milkman, and the two go back to standing off from opposite corners.
Woodbridge: And Flash had some momentum there, but Milkman cut that right off.
The two meet once again in the center of the ring, and Milkman overpowers Flash into a side headlock, but Flash throws an elbow to the taped up ribs and uses that to gain enough momentum to back the pair into the ropes, before delivering an Irish whip. Flash looks to set up a dropkick, but before he can take off, Stevens baseball slides underneath and behind and catches them off guard Mark Flash with a clothesline.
Crowd: YAAYY!/BOOO!
Paisner: Mixed reaction for Tony here tonight.
Woodbridge: He certainly has his fans, especially after that performance against our now former independent champion, Kaitlyn Casey-Jones.
Paniser: Milkman gave us no comment on that on that match, Woodbridge.
Milkman throws a forearm, which catches Flash and sends him backward before another one sends him into the corner. Stevens delivers an Irish whip across the ring, and charges in, looking for a flying forearm, but Flash moves out of the way!
Crowd: YAY!
Stevens rebounds hard off the turnbuckles, and Flash catches him with a roundhouse right hand, before delivering a chop that backs Milkman against the ropes. Flash continues his chops, lighting up the chest of the Milkman. After the third, Flash delivers an Irish whip, but it gets reversed by Stevens! The Milkman looks for a lariat, but Flash ducks under, before rebounding off the ropes and delivering head scissors to The Milkman!
Crowd: YEEEAAAHHHH!
The Milkman lets out an audible yelp of pain as he crashes spine-first into the canvas, and pulls himself up using the ropes. Flash charges in again, but Stevens gets under him and tosses him over the ropes. Flash, however, lands on the apron, and while Stevens takes a breath, Flash sets up, and delivers a springboard dropkick, right to the spine of the Milkman!
Woodbridge: Mark Flash busting out everything early on! Really looking for this upset!
Stevens gets thrown under the middle rope and to the floor from the momentum, and Flash sees his chance. Flash runs back to the ropes, bouncing off them, and leaps over the top, to the floor, nailing The Milkman with a tope con hilo!
Crowd: WOOAHH!! YEEEAAAAHHH!
Paisner: And Flash connected with all of that!
Flash is on his feet first, and slides back into the ring, but Stevens is back up soon after, and climbs to the apron. Flash walks over and delivers a forearm before Stevens can get back in between the ropes, and attempts a suplex over the rope, but it’s blocked!
Woodbridge: Just not enough there for the smaller fella
Flash tries again, but once again can’t lift Stevens. Stevens, however, turns the momentum against Mark Flash, and lifts for a suplex to the floor! As it reaches its apex, Stevens’ back gives out, and he drops Flash onto the top rope, before falling from the apron to the floor.
Paisner: And those injuries Stevens has obtained by wrestling every week, and especially after that assault by Blackheart beginning to catch up with him here!
With Flash crotched up top, The Milkman uses the ring steps to get back onto the apron, before climbing to the top.
Woodbridge: If his back just gave out, does he really want to try a high-risk move?
The Milkman takes a great leap, and delivers a dropkick to the back of Flash’s head!
Crowd: WOAH!!!
Woodbridge: And after eating a dropkick like that, Mark’s life may have Flashed before his eyes!
Paisner: I will pretend you did not say that. High impact dropkick there.
Stevens takes a moment to recover, while Flash is still down, before going into a cover.
ONE
Kickout.
Woodbridge: Going to take a bit more than that to keep Flash down.
The Milkman picks Flash back up to his feet, and tucks him under into a powerbomb position. Flash sees this coming, and tries for the iconic Billy Kidman counter, but the Milkman telegraphs it, shifts, and plants Flash with a sitout facebuster!
Crowd: OOOHHH!
Paisner: And what ring awareness from Tony!
Woodbridge: A spectacular counter!
Tony wastes very little time going into a cover after this.
ONE
TWO
Kickout!
Crowd: YEEEAAAAHHHHH
Milkman, audibly enough that the cameras can hear it: Motherf-
Flash crawls his way to the ropes, and slides under the bottom one before pulling himself up on the apron. Tony, quick as a flash, is over there, and delivers an elbow that can be heard from the third row.
Paisner: And lately, a more aggressive style from The Milkman. We saw it against Kat just a few weeks ago, and we’re seeing it again here.
Woodbridge: I think he’s angry, Allen. Angry at Kaitlyn, angry at Blackheart, and hell, if I sold milk from a truck, I would be angry too.
Paisner: You think there’s some anger with himself in there?
Woodbridge: Would not surprise me in the least.
Tony the Milkman drags’s flash’s head through the middle rope, but keeping his legs on the outside. Milkman delivers a boot to the crown to keep Flash there, before retreating off the ropes, and delivering a dropkick to the back of Flash’s neck. With Flash still draped, Stevens turns him over, before going to the outside… and attempting a springboard Guillotine Legdrop, but Flash moves out of the way, and Stevens crashes lower-back first into the mat!
Crowd: YEEAAAHHH
Flash wastes little time, and as Stevens nursing his injured vertebrae, Flash takes off for a springboard frog splash!
Paisner: And he caught him!
Woodbridge: Right on those inured ribs!
ONE!
TWO!!
Kickout!
Crowd: Booo!!!
Woodbridge: Not enough hop in that frog to get the cover there, Allen.
Flash gets back on his feet, as Stevens rolls to the ropes to pull himself up. With the distance created, Stevens charges in, but Flash is able to catch him with an enziguri! With Stevens grounded again, Flash hits a standing corkscrew moonsault! onto the Milkman!
Crowd: WOOOAAHHH!
Woodbridge: MARK FLASH HAS JUST RAZZLED THE MILKMAN! THAT’S HIS MOVE, ALLEN! THAT’S HIS MOVE! MARK FLASH INTO THE COVER!
Paisner: Mark Flash looking for one of the biggest wins of his career right here!
ONE
TWO
TH- kickout!
Crowd: BOOOOO!!!
Woodbridge: Almost had him there!
Flash gets back on his feet, and pulls the Milkman up. Flash sets up a suplex, however, The Milkman goes limp on him, using the dead weight to prevent Flash from lifting. As Flash tries to adjust, Stevens springs back into action, delivering a pinch to the stomach, before setting up a suplex of his own… into a facebuster!
Paisner: Tony outsmarting Flash there, and retaking control.
Woodbridge: But look! Tony needs to catch his breath, he can’t make the cover! Flash still has a shot!
By the time Stevens is back on his feet, Flash has pulled himself up using the ropes. Flash tries to throw an overhand strike, but Stevens blocks it, and delivers a kick to the midsection. The Milkman looks for another powerbomb, but before he can lift, Flash wriggles free, and delivers a chop! Followed by another chop! And Flash delivers a series of rapid fire chops, until eventually, Stevens falls to the mat!
Woodbridge: THE MACHINE GUN CHOPS!
Flash, as quick as a flash, leaps up to the top rope, turns and around!
Paisner: Looks like Flash is looking for a moonsault of his own!
Woodbridge: The Mark from Marksville hadn’t seen that Tony is back on his feet!
Flash jumps, and is caught in midair! Stevens, without missing a beat, plants Flash with an emerald flowsion
Crowd: OOOOHHHHHHH!!!!
Woodbridge: WHAT A COUNTER BY THE MILKMAN! INTO THE COVER THIS COULD BE IT!
ONE
TWO
Kickout!
Crowd: YEAAAAHHHHH!!!!
Woodbridge: AND HE KICKS OUT!
Paisner: Indeed, a Kick Out by Mark Flash, but after taking a hit like that, how much more does he have in the tank?
Tony the Milkman is on his feet first, and takes a moment to catch his breath, while clutching at his ribs with one hand. He picks Flash up by the head, and sets him up for a powerbomb.
Paisner: And after going 0-2 on powerbombs so far, it seems like Stevens is going to keep trying!
Woodbridge: Well, third time is the charm, as they say.
As Flash reaches the apex, he finds a way to slip free, and when he comes back down to earth, he catches The Milkman with a DDT!
Crowd: Yeah!
Woodbridge: Three strikes, and you’re out, Tony Milkman
Paisner: Wrong sport, Allen.
Flash kips up to his feet, and lets out a yell of “YEAH WOO!!!!” as the Milkman rolls over towards a corner. Flash delivers a stomp to the taped ribs, before climbing up top… and nailing the Milkman with Razzled!!!
Crowd: WOOOAAHHHHH!!!! YEEEAAAHHHH!!!
Woodbridge: RAZZLED!!! HE HIT IT AGAIN FROM THE TOP!!! ALLEN PAISNER DO YOU BELIEVE IN MIRACLES????? FLASH INTO THE COVER!
ONE
TWO
THRE-- Kickout!
Crowd: BOOOOO!!!!!!! BOOO!!!!!!
Paisner: Mark Flash almost has him, and you could feel the electricity as he almost got that upset!
Flash is back on his feet quickly, but instead of his usual jumpy self, he seems almost dejected at his unsuccessful pinfall attempt. He doesn’t let it shake him, however, and he rushes to the corner. As Stevens rises to his feet, Flash charges in and nails a dropkick! Wasting no movement, Flash is in the other corner, beckoning the Milkman to his feet. Flash rushes in yet again, leaping through the air for a flying forearm… but is met with a superkick!
Paisner: Super-Duper-Kick! What a counter by Stevens!
Woodbridge: The Milkman is indeed alive and superkicking, isn’t he, Allen?
Tony rolls into a cover on the downed Flash…
ONE
TWO
Kickout!
Crowd: YEAH!!
Flash rolls up to his feet, but before he can get his usual vigor, he is met with a forearm, and backed into the corner. The Milkman whips him across, but Flash jumps to the second rope, and over...nobody! The Milkman isn’t there, and is still behind him. As Flash realizes his error, its too late, and he gets nailed with a german suplex!
Crowd: OOOHH!!!
As Flash bounces off the mat, Stevens is already back after him, and grabs the leg.
Paisner: And we know what comes next!
Instead of transitioning into the usual Full Churn, Tony begins to slam Mark Flash’s knee into the mat, repeatedly!
Woodbridge: Oh my god! He might break his knee!
As Flash cries out in pain, Tony transitions into a sharpshooter, and Flash taps out in seconds.
DING DING DING
Babaganoush: Your winner via submission, at a time of eight minutes and thirty eight seconds, Tony “The Milkman” Stevens!
Static then suddenly fills the titantron screen, and an ominous siren wails Cutting through the static is the image of a blackened heart beating, a human eye opening in the center of it. The static cuts the image off again. The feed on the tron returns, showing a black room with a single red spotlight shining down. Footsteps echo, growing louder and louder, until the silhouette of a man is made visible. Now standing in the blood red light is Seth Blackheart.
Blackheart: Well done, Mr. Stevens. Truly, well done. You managed to win even with your injuries. And you did it on your own this time. Quite surprising. Although, you and I both know that Mr. Flash isn’t a hard man to beat. You’d think you would’ve beaten him faster, even with your current condition. And God's honest truth is you should’ve. Mark Flash should have been no trouble at all for you to beat. But here’s the thing, Tony. You don’t have what it takes. The reason why you can’t get the job done is because you don’t have that killer instinct. So you rely solely on the killer instinct of your so-called friends so they could get the job done for you. You want so desperately to be a leader, to make changes to this place, to this industry, but the fact of the matter is, Tony, that you don’t have what it takes to do it. And yet even with that, these people, the people whom I have tried to convince, the people who have fought against my goals when they should be helping me realize them, have placed their trust in you. And that disgusts me. Because you have done nothing but manipulate these people, Tony. You wear this foolish moniker and you put on this facade that you are the good guy; that you are going to be one of the people to lead this company into its new era. But you aren’t that guy, Tony. You don’t have the strength to do that, to lead us into the next generation. You don’t even have the strength to lead a small faction. But you have lied to these people, and convinced them that you are fit to lead, and you’ve turned them against me. You have blinded them all to the truth, and the truth is this. You don’t have the strength required to make the decisions required to change things around here! You don’t have that killer instinct! You haven’t devoted every single day of your life to change things by any means necessary! But I have, Tony. For reasons that a man like you could never understand. I have sold my soul to do what is right; I have paid my dues, and still I am nowhere near finished. So Tony, I will tell you this right now. The next time you and I meet in the middle of that ring I am going to show these people the truth that we’ve both already known. That “The Milkman” Tony Stevens doesn’t have what it takes to lead. Because, Tony, you can’t even beat me on your own, and you never will. And when these people realize that, Tony, you will be exposed for the false icon that you are. But don’t you worry. They’ll have somebody to place their trust in once this is said and done. And his name… is Seth… Blackheart.
The static returns, cutting off the feed, before the titantron is returned to normal.
Woodbridge: And a message from Blackheart there… we’ll have to see how Stevens reacts…
Paisner: Blackheart perhaps trying to sow distrust in the Horde Ranks?
Woodbridge: The Horde has been having success, we’ll have to see.
Paisner: But now, its time for a word from our sponsor!
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2020.11.09 17:33 noahsurvived "The north end of Prospect Park has turned into a dance party, and every few minutes screams of joy just roll across the park, like a wave at a baseball game"

https://twitter.com/jodikantostatus/1325194668917846016?s=20
OK, let's pretend these are orthodox Jews so we can get Mayor deBlasio to send in the SWAT teams....
I’m doing a job in Brooklyn today. It’s like that in multiple places.
These are the people who couldn’t vote in person & had to vote by mail because it was too dangerous.
Yay! I bet the women who had to give birth in a mask or people who couldn’t visit dying loved ones in the hospital would are super happy for these folks
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2020.10.27 19:46 SabatonBabylon [OC] Chronicles of the Siren War [Chapter 65]

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“We’re all set, Commander. Everyone who participated in the Midway defense operation will be recommended for a battle star, with purple hearts for the wounded. It’s certainly unorthodox given how rapidly our bodies repair themselves, but I approve. At a minimum I will do everything to ensure Cassin is awarded one,” Brooklyn insisted, reading through page after page of slightly yellowed paper that she and Thorson had been working on through the morning and into the early afternoon.
“Very good. Here are the supplements,” he replied, offering her a smaller stack of paper. “First there is an equipment and supply request, followed by my pipe dreams.”
Brooklyn laughed politely, looking over his specific recommendations. “Navy Crosses for Tennessee and Arizona, a Distinguished Service Medal for South Dakota. If anything, Commander, your request for a Distinguished Flying Cross will be the most difficult as Ark Royal is not a part of our armed forces, but I will submit it anyway. I think we all understand the day would have been lost without her aircraft.”
“I don’t know what the protocol is in the Royal Navy or if I’m authorized to dispense honors myself, but I’ll ask Warspite if we meet again. Lord knows Ark deserves it. Can I get you anything from the mess hall, Brooklyn?” he offered politely, grabbing his cap from the table.
“No sir, but thank you. I’ll head down there myself. I know we’ve hardly been at play here, but I think the others would enjoy a bit of attention after the battle. Are you well?”
“I am as well as I could be. I think I’ll go take a walk then,” Thorson agreed. She smiled.
“A splendid idea. Farewell, Commander.”
As Thorson stepped out into the sunlight of another summer Pacific afternoon and glanced around his base, a curious sight met his eyes. The large, garage-like doors to the base’s laboratory had been opened, and he thought he saw Downes’ short, ashen hair before she disappeared inside. Her ship was not being repaired at the time, and Thorson couldn’t help but wonder what business she had there. A quick jaunt down the stairs was more than sufficient to answer the question. Several faces from the Union greeted him when he stepped inside the labs, though they were hardly engaged in labwork or resupply.
“Commander Thorson, do you need us?” Maryland asked, seated around an expended oil drum with Z23. The latter was assisting her with a couple sketches that Thorson quickly realized were tattoo stencils. Nearby, Tennessee was seated on a padded chair, her left arm exposed and out of her uniform. The straps of her black bra were absent as well. From his vantage behind her, the Commander noticed a single, small black Sakura flower had already been inked onto her skin by West Virginia, with a second in progress. The meaning was clear enough, markers signifying her triumphs over enemy kansen in battle. The girls stopped their work and glanced his way, joined by Pennsylvania, Arizona, and their complement of Sakura tagalongs. Fusou and Yamashiro were at the shrine, but Shigure had decided to hang out with her friends. Based on the argument he’d overheard shortly before entry, it sounded like Yuudachi wanted some ink of her own, with Pennsylvania opposed.
“What’s… going on here?” he asked, more surprised than anything at the sudden appearance of a body modification shop set up in the midst of his shipyard.
“A bit of weakness, if that’s what you want to call it,” Colorado proposed, standing and tapping West Virginia on the shoulder. The younger sister nodded and undid her cape, allowing Thorson to see hints of what had to be a massive tattoo spanning the width of her upper back, likely an eagle or some other bird of prey. “She got it stateside and, well, no one really felt like sleeping last night so we got to work instead. More than a few of us in the onsen wanted something of our own. We tried to find you, but we couldn’t.”
“I was engaged in… something similar,” Thorson murmured, making every effort to not meet Tennessee’s eyes as she watched from over her shoulder. “It’s no problem, everyone. Just, dare I say keep it respectful?”
“I will ensure all designs are appropriate, Kommandant,” Zed assured him, clearly fitting in much better with some of the other ships after spending time with Maryland. He nodded to her in thanks.
“So what’s been the best one so far?” he wondered.
“Well we just got set up really, thanks to Akashi. Tennessee is the first, but Downes will probably take the cake if she goes through with putting studs in her nipples,” Maryland guessed offhandedly, causing most everyone within earshot to stare at the destroyer. She’d been reviewing some of the stainless steel piercings put together overnight. One already graced Shigure’s left ear, a simple stud. Thorson could only imagine the losing battle Pennsylvania would be facing if she insisted on saying no to Yuudachi.
“Could you not?! I never said anything about going through with it. Was just a stupid thought,” Downes muttered, her initially combative voice fading throughout the sentence. Her friend came to her aid.
“If that’s what she wants then let her have it in peace. She and I killed plenty of people, and at least she’s getting laid. There will be someone to appreciate your handiwork, Colorado. Just keep your hand steady,” Tennessee sniped from where she remained seated, arms over the back of her chair and seeing no need to face her lover from the previous night. Downes looked a silent thank you her way as Thorson decided it was best to have his say as well, before anything truly outrageous happened.
“I’ve given you all a lot of leeway in terms of repairing your ships, training, and combat readiness. If you exercise the same judgment here as you do in other aspects of your life here on base, I don’t think we will have any problems, including with Downes’ proposed… enhancements. If that’s what she and Ooshio want, privately, I see no problem with it. Anything visible while in uniform should be more modest. That’s all. Carry on.”
Satisfied smiles and curt nods of approval were Thorson’s reward for his words, and he turned to allow the girls their privacy. Those who chose to engage in amorous passions with him would no doubt reveal their body art when and if they wanted. He wasn’t sure Union brass would approve, but Union brass had just gotten their asses handed to them. He couldn’t help a small smile at the idea of the saviors of the Eagle Union being ladies with a bit more edge to them than customary. On the way out he was met by an interesting group, consisting of South Dakota, Minneapolis, Indianapolis, Portland, and Kasumi.
“Oh, are we drawing?” the little fox wondered, tracing her finger through the air as Foo created kanji with light. The other ships couldn’t see, but South Dakota patted her on the back and directed her to Nimi.
“There is no harm in asking,” the battleship encouraged quietly before turning to Indy.
“Do you wish to be marked as our sister?” she asked, prompting Portland to attach herself to Indianapolis with an overbearing hug. Minnie was able to forestall the inevitable complaint.
“You have to fully explain things, Dakota. She has a sister, just like I do. Hell, I have three of them and I wouldn’t give them up for anything. Doesn’t mean I’m going to haul them in and have them decked out in tribal markings. Oh man, can you imagine Quincy? Spirits only know she’d end up with it all over that chest of hers. Anyway, we’re not stealing your sister, Portland. We’re just acknowledging that she is like us, part of this curious little tribe that the wisdom cubes managed to create.”
“I don’t understand, what do you mean Indy is one of you?” Portland demanded protectively as Thorson and the other kansen nearby watched curiously. He nodded to the slim, short, dark-skinned woman as she glanced his way.
“You will always be my sister, Portland. Will you help me decide?” she requested. Portland was immediately over the moon.
“Yes yes, of course my dear Indy! What did you have in mind?” she asked joyfully, taking Indianapolis by the hand and leading her to Maryland and Zed’s little art station. Laffey and Javelin arrived soon after, lured by tales of gatherings and the slightly sinful art of body modification. He got Colorado and Pennsylvania’s attention before departing.
“Keep the area clean and cordoned off from the fuel and ammunition. Otherwise, this is already shaping up to be a positive addition to the base. Carry on.”
“Yes sir,” they both saluted as small cheers went up from the assembled ships. Tennessee had just finished, standing and allowing Indy the seat. Knowing he’d receive all the updates at dinner, he gave Laffey a pat on the head and departed, heading a couple berths down the docks to where the Akashi rested in port. He found California and Houston there, as well as Fredrick Miles. All saluted formally before Thorson ordered at ease.
“Any issues today?” he asked.
“None, sir. It’s a bit hot out but I’m used to it!” California replied, upbeat as always. She’d ditched the sleeves of her uniform somehow and was sipping on some of Akashi’s coolant.
“Stay hydrated. It’s been a long few days. Hiei and Hiryuu, have they awoken yet?”
“The rabbit took a late breakfast before going to sleep again. The ship Laffey defeated is still unconscious. Akashi reported her vitals are stable though. It seems she’ll live,” Houston reported.
“Very good. Carry on,” Thorson commanded before entering the prisoners’ room himself. Jintsuu had found something to read, and Kongou was seated at Hiei’s bedside. No one spoke as he looked around, eventually meeting Soryuu’s eyes. He slowly walked to the back of the room where Hiryuu remained at rest, his boots echoing loudly as everyone else observed quietly.
“You have need of me?” Soryuu wondered.
“I heard your sister woke up.”
“She did.”
Thorson breathed long and slow, considering he might receive a warmer reception from a brick wall. “I will allow you and the others to use the onsen tonight under guard. Those who wish to should be ready two hours after dinner. See to it.”
“What are you planning?” the rabbit challenged suspiciously.
“I want to see you all naked,” Thorson leered down at her, receiving a horrified and angry look in reply. “Is that what you suspect?”
“I suspect a great many things, lecher,” she responded, resting an arm over her modest bosom. Thorson laughed.
“I want you all to understand the difference between life in your old sanctuary and life in my fleet. That’s all. Don’t worry, Sakura, I’m purely self-interested. No need to suspect.”
Soryuu looked ready to go right back to war as Thorson turned his back on her and departed, but Nagara had other thoughts. “I would like to be out of this room, even if it’s for a little bit.”
“Seems too good to be true, doesn’t it?” Kongou added, holding her sister’s hand.
“Fate is cruel,” was all Suzuya could add as Soryuu swallowed her pride and privately prepared herself to protect her comrades if such a sweet temptation turned out to be the devil’s work.
“Jintsuu?” she called. “You have been here longer than we have. What are your thoughts on the matter?”
The blue haired fox looked over the top of her book. “If you intend to be weakened and enslaved by this decadence, leave me out of it.”
“You mean like the blonde-haired soldier who defeated you and nearly killed Hiryuu, that product of decadence?” Soryuu suddenly snapped. “Your mastery of battlefield tactics is unparalleled, Jintsuu-san, but do you really intend to sit here until the war is over?”
“If the alternative is fighting against our lords, then yes,” she replied easily. Soryuu fell silent, looking Hiryuu over and remembering her comment about her mind ‘clearing’ when they’d departed the Sanctuary for Midway. Even an entire afternoon alone did not seem enough time to ruminate on all she did not know.
-----
“Hey, nee-san. Why the long face?” Hiryuu asked, groggily swimming up through unconsciousness and into the waking world again. She didn’t remember much since the pain of her shard being blasted from her body, but seeing her sister and a bowl of soup improved things greatly.
“I think you know quite well,” Soryuu insisted quietly, helping her sit up in bed and feeding her a spoonful of potatoes and carrots. Hiryuu reached out and flicked the tear from her cheek.
“I think I was awake earlier but… maybe cry after you tell me how bad things are? Anyone else get their ship cut in half?”
“Eat now. We are prisoners, Hiryuu. There will be time to explain everything in the… onsen.”
“Uh, the what?” The younger sister’s tall, rabbit-like ears twitched as she looked around. “But this is a Sakura ship.”
“It’s the Akashi, Hiryuu.”
“Oh,” she replied before another spoonful of soup was forced into her mouth. “I know, I know!”
“If you have the energy to run your mouth, you have the energy to eat and recover. Thank the gods,” Soryuu said quietly, glancing over at Hiei and Kongou. The battleship constructed by the Royal Navy smiled sadly at her. “Hiei will wake up too, I am sure of it.”
“I hope so,” Kongou replied as a knock came at the door to the infirmary. Commander Thorson entered along with Fusou, Yamashiro, Cleveland, and Portland.
“Those who wish to make use of our base’s onsen may do so under watch. Towels and other necessary items will be provided for you. If my base is not subject to damage or disruption by the end of the night I will consider extending such an offer again. Attempt to harm any of my fleet and you will be shot on sight. Have a good evening,” Thorson said before turning on his heel and departing.
“You’re sure I’m not dead, Soryuu-nee?” Hiryuu asked. Her older sister was studying Fusou and Yamashiro intently, noting the changes to both their rigging and bodies since their escape from the sanctuary months prior.
“For now, I am sure. But that doesn’t seem to mean much around here. Can you walk?”
“Is there really an onsen on this base?” Hiryuu wondered.
“I have been led to believe that is the case,” Soryuu partially confirmed, never having seen it herself. Fusou stepped in to clarify.
“I assure you it is quite real, and quite relaxing. It’s been a while, Hiryuu.”
“Fusou, I didn’t think I’d ever see you again.”
Soryuu swatted her sister on the knee before feeding her more soup as Nagara and Suzuya made ready to depart. “It is still Fusou-san to you, Hiryuu.”
“What, really? I thought we were enemies now. Did you not see her shooting at us at Midway?” Hiryuu demanded indignantly.
“I am sorry, but I doubt you’ll receive the same apology from Tennessee,” Fusou replied.
“As you can see, Hiryuu, the situation is complicated,” Soryuu declared, catching Jintsuu out of the corner of her eye. “Fusou-san, are you watching over us tonight or do you have permission to bathe as well?”
“I’m quite capable of using my rigging while naked, as are my Union comrades.”
“Hey, that’s me!” Cleveland called out from the doorway. “They coming or what, Fusou?”
“Oh, and she gets to call her Fusou?” Hiryuu demanded of her sister, only to earn another swat on the ankle.
“They do not use honorifics as we do, and those two are also comrades for the time being. Now finish your meal quickly so we can accompany Fusou-san and her sister to the onsen. There is much to discuss and a hot bath sounds heavenly.”
-----
“Commander, look at Indy! Isn’t she even more adorable now?” Portland insisted, holding her sister by the hand as the two of them came across Thorson. He was sitting on a simple wooden bench outside the men’s and women’s rooms that marked the entrance to the onsen. He glanced up from his book, noticing immediately that Indianapolis had two rectangles under each of her eyes, one red and one white. He smiled genuinely for what felt like the first time in weeks.
“She is, if you don’t mind my saying, Indianapolis. The water’s great from what I hear. Akashi’s been working on it in between visits to her ship since we got back. Enjoy it. You deserve it,” he encouraged.
“What about you, Commander?” Indianapolis wondered, a light rose on her cheeks in response to his admission that he found her cute.
“The prisoners are in there right now. It’s a difficult situation. I need airpower and the Union may not have any to spare. But getting Hiryuu and Soryuu to switch sides is probably a fool’s errand. Last thing I need is drama.”
“You’ll never escape it all, but we’ll make sure they behave!” Portland declared as Indianapolis summoned her rigging and dusted off her metal arms.
“Glad I can count on you all. See you later,” Thorson offered. He was about to go back to his reading when an unfamiliar bit of fabric caught his eye. Closing his book he stood and walked down the hallway to the courtyard. Shiranui and Yukikaze were taking tea with their sisters near a small rocking bamboo fountain, another of Akashi’s tinkerings to add to the aesthetics of her dormitory in what was becoming an all-out war between Sakura and Union to have the most impressive digs. The little destroyer didn’t notice him approaching despite her cat ears, too focused on the display of sisterly affection. “I didn’t know you’d been assigned to me. I’m sorry about Yorktown.”
Everyone in a twenty foot radius looked at them as Hammann screamed bloody murder and just about jumped out of her skin. Face red with embarrassment she balled her little hands into fists and shouted. “I would never be assigned to you! You didn’t save Sims or Yorktown! You… how could you let them die when you’re so powerful?!”
Thorson absorbed that information for a moment before glancing at Shiranui. “Where is Yuudachi?”
“I will retrieve her immediately. You remain where you are, Yukikaze,” Shiranui warned, the other Kagerou sisters whispering quietly about whatever fate was about to befall their sister. A short time later Pennsylvania emerged from the onsen with a towel wrapped around her body, carrying a similarly clothed Yuudachi. He nodded to her with thanks in his eyes.
“Your puppy and Arizona’s cat seem to have… appropriated one of the Union’s kansen. See them punished but not too hard. Her ship was destroyed,” he ordered. Pennsylvania looked down at the soggy inu in her arms, whose tail hung limply with guilt.
“No meat for one meal,” she decided immediately. The destroyer flailed about in horror.
“But Pennsylvania-san-”
“Complain and it will be two,” the battleship cut her off. “Now we’re going back to the onsen to talk with Zed, Maryland, and Kasumi. I think you deserve that tattoo for defying orders in that particular way. Don’t do it again, you hear?”
“W-Wan~!” Yuudachi agreed instantly, leaving Thorson flat footed in the middle of the courtyard. Something told him Yukikaze’s ‘punishment’ would be equally light. Shiranui could not help but smile herself.
“Truly you are an idiot, Shikikan. That girl has a cube on her. It should be laid to rest,” the ghost insisted over the gentle thonk of the fountain. Thorson nodded, addressing Hammann.
“Though I’m sure this will not please you one bit, you’re under my command until we can get word to the Union. Nevada and Oklahoma were laid to rest in the shrine atop this island. Your sister is welcome there as well,” he offered, hanging his head as the little neko failed to keep any bit of her emotions contained. She struggled lightly as he picked her up and cursed him, but there was no real effort to escape on Hammann’s part. “Shiranui, I have a long walk tonight it seems. Please ensure the prisoners are returned to the Akashi when they’re done.”
“As you command, Shikikan. Go perform the rites so the spirits take her soul instead of the Creator. That is not a fate I would wish even on Akagi and Kaga.”
“Understood,” Thorson agreed. “Let’s take a walk, Hammann.”
“I hate you, idiot Commander,” she insisted through far too many tears for such a small body.
“Only Shiranui gets to call me that,” he whispered.
-----
“But Penny-san, if I did a good thing then why do I need to be punished?” Yuudachi complained as they re-entered the onsen. The battleship glanced down at her before unwrapping her towel and unceremoniously tossing the naked inu into the hot springs. She gracefully entered shortly after, meeting Soryuu’s eyes and nodding curtly. The lapine carrier had gathered the prisoners around her and was ensuring they enjoyed the bath in peace. Pennsylvania explained the situation to her ‘pet’ as Yuudachi spluttered to the surface.
“Because, you stupid dog, Commander Thorson is still a part of the Union navy. And you, as one of his ships, just stole a kansen from Union high command!”
“But-!”
“And then you got caught!” Pennsylvania added as Yukikaze laughed from the shoreline. Shigure and Yamashiro entered just in time to watch Arizona stalk up silently behind her cat and toss her in as well. Yuudachi’s spirits instantly climbed as she hugged Pennsylvania around the waist.
“I’m sorry, Penny-san. I won’t get caught next time!” she insisted. The battleship rolled her eyes as her sister joined her in fishing Yukikaze out of the onsen.
“These two are unbelievable, Ari.”
“They can fight though,” Arizona considered, waving the other Kagerou-class sisters over for their first dip in Akashi’s greatest creation. Penny nodded.
“Damn right. And they can eat too; how much bigger have your boobs gotten?” she wondered in disbelief as Yuudachi pressed her chest into the taller woman’s midriff. “Maybe I need to put you on a diet.”
“Penny-san, you promised!” Yuudachi wailed, causing the raven haired woman to promptly surrender and slump her shoulders.
“Why do I even bother?”
“Because they’re cute!” Arizona supplied, wading off to tend to the gaggle of neko destroyers that now apparently belonged to her. Pennsylvania tilted Yuudachi’s head up so she could meet her eyes and have a moment of seriousness.
“Don’t pull a stunt like that again, even if you don’t get caught. You want to snatch a kansen away from Akagi and Kaga, be my guest. Leave the Union alone. They’re coming around, slowly.”
“Hai, Penny-san!” Yuudachi barked, burying her head in the woman’s chest and playing the part of man’s best friend to a T. The battleship flushed slightly and rubbed the girl’s ears, causing her tail to splash about in the water.
“Alright alright, not in front of everyone, geez. Let’s go sit with Arizona and the others.”
“Wan~!”
Across the onsen, Soryuu looked on curiously. “It seems that no matter what happens in this conflict, some things never change.”
“No, and it’s comforting in a way. Good evening again, everyone. I hope you don’t mind if I join you,” Fusou said, slipping into the water next to them. Hiryuu, who was submerged to her chin, spared her a glance.
“Damn, can’t say the same for you, but I’m sure that man finds you very comforting. You look like a comfort woman now with those hips. Hey wait, Sory-” Hiryuu was promptly submerged by her sister, only the tips of her ears rising above the water for several seconds before the elder allowed Hiryuu back up for air. “What was that for?!” she spluttered.
“You know quite well. Now are you finished taunting the guards who have been ordered to kill us at the first sign of disruption? I am enjoying my bath,” Soryuu insisted calmly, knowing that Fusou could end them all in moments if she wanted. “I apologize on behalf of my sister, Fusou-san. She only just woke today.”
“It’s not important. Maybe she will understand one day,” the maiden waved it off. She felt a small bubble of pride well from within her as she considered her ascent from siren target and outcast to flagship, with Yamashiro at her side, happy and safe. “My new hull is superior to the one I used in service of Akagi and Kaga. And yes, Hiryuu, he indulges in me regularly, especially when I’m his flagship. It is an honor to have him warm my captain’s bed. Perhaps in time you too will be able to retrofit your hull? Several of us have done so. Whatever Akagi and Kaga promised, there is also power in this Shikikan and his plans.”
“Mmm, maybe you should, Hiryuu. Serving a man’s desires might encourage a bit of femininity from you,” Soryuu considered, adjusting her glasses for effect. Hiryuu looked like she was about to expire, outwardly expressing what all the prisoners, Soryuu included, felt within about lying with the Union commander.
“Nee-san, you… you-”
“Just keep your filthy mitts off of him, both of you,” a harsh voice insisted. They turned to find Tennessee standing over them, arms crossed. The two Sakura kill markers above her left shoulder blade were more than visible as she entered the onsen. “At least the white-haired one has a body ready for combat. Fusou?”
“All is well, Miss Tennessee. So please, if you would mind not antagonizing our guests tonight? You will be the first I call upon if things head south, so to speak. I feel quite comfortable with so many strong Union battleships around,” the shrine maiden insisted. Tennessee nodded curtly before casting a parting word at Hiryuu.
“Glad to see you didn’t die. I hope you’re less disappointing than the blue fox.”
“What… is that supposed to mean?” Hiryuu wondered, feeling the pain of that battle in her very bones for a moment before the warm water soaked it all away. Fusou tilted her head, her jade butterfly pendant reflecting the lights of the nearby lanterns.
“I believe she wishes to fight and train with you, Hiryuu. Jintsuu, as you can tell, has not lived up to her expectations.”
Soryuu took her chin between her fingers, mulling over the very concept of expectations between a Union and Sakura kansen. “More curious by the hour.”
-----
“West Virginia, everyone is needed on the docks right away,” Maryland informed her sister the next morning. The dark-haired battleship didn’t turn from her task, marking the area above Hammann’s heart with her sunken sister’s hull number, 409.
“As you can tell, Maryland, I’m busy. Surely this can wait a few minutes? She will need time for her skin to heal properly. Almost done, little one. Bear with the pain.”
“It’s fine!” Hammann insisted through clenched teeth. “It’s nothing compared to what happened to her!”
“You’re a brave one,” the tattoo artist insisted before Nimi, accompanying Maryland, cleared her throat.
“With all due respect we don’t have a few minutes, West Virginia. Fleet Admiral Chester Nimitz is here.”
The battleship turned her head slightly before acknowledging the information. “We’ll be right there. I’m almost done. Don’t worry; we’ll get you covered up just fine Hammann.”
Outside the labs, Thorson’s entire fleet was lined up to greet the Admiral, who had arrived with Enterprise’s task force, Saratoga, and to their surprise, Lexington as well, repaired and refitted following her harrowing survival at Coral Sea. The carriers with bubblegum pink hair were an interesting sight on the docks, but those introductions were forced to take a backseat as Enterprise and Nimitz met with Commander Thorson to review his fleet.
“I should have figured it would be another sardine at the center of this mess. It’s a pleasure to meet you in person, Commander Thorson. I think it goes without saying that your exploits precede you,” the Admiral began, exchanging salutes. The rest of the Union fleet saluted as well, including those who stood behind the short line of Sakura prisoners. Thorson remained at attention and spoke.
“You’re too kind, Admiral. The credit belongs to my fleet and its kansen. That’s what they call themselves, instead of shipgirls. They are the ones who repelled the Sakura at Midway, not me.”
“And a dose of humility as well?” Nimitz noted. “Perhaps you can explain to me in more detail exactly what happened there at Midway then. All I know is that a man who went missing with Admiral Hawkins’ dogtags after Pearl Harbor stopped a force that destroyed two of our flat tops, one island installation, and killed far too many good pilots. I want to know how. Quite easy on the eyes, aren’t they?”
Thorson couldn’t help a chuckle as he beckoned Brooklyn to his side where she saluted the Admiral respectfully. “And equally dangerous, sir. This is Brooklyn, and she’s helped me compile a full report on the action at Midway from our perspective. We would be happy to review it with you at your leisure.”
Nimitz nodded as he reviewed the double row of Union shipgirls, the Sakura who clearly possessed free reign on the island, and the handful who did not. The floating woman with rabbit ears and negro sailor only added to the motley feel on the docks, to say nothing of the white haired destroyer with cat ears who wore no top at all on account of the fresh tattoo still settling on her skin. West Virginia had wrapped her chest with ample bandaging, and stood at her side for protection. He recognized the hull number immediately, a ship lost at Coral Sea. “I believe my questions extend far beyond the action at Midway, Commander Thorson. Perhaps we should end there instead of begin? Rear Admiral Spruance described your force as a… harem, in a fit of passion. I would not use such a phrase myself, but I need to understand how your women have been able to accomplish what they have, and how this has been overlooked for so long.”
“Permission to speak freely, sir?” Thorson requested.
“Of course, Commander. At ease.”
“Thank you, sir. Fusou, Yamashiro?” he called. Nimitz regarded the two undeniably voluptuous shrine maidens with interest as they walked to Thorson’s side and bowed low to him.
“How may we assist you, tono-sama?” Yamashiro wondered eagerly, not mistaking how important a man Nimitz was. He smiled at them.
“Please take Enterprise and the commanding officers of the Hornet and Yorktown to the shrine so those two may finally be laid to rest. I would go myself, but I must meet with the Admiral first. All who wish to join may do so. With your permission, Admiral? I assure you an explanation will be forthcoming regarding my insistence.”
“I certainly see no issue,” Nimitz confirmed. “Enterprise, Captains, you are dismissed.”
The surviving Union carrier nodded thankfully at the two men. “Thank you, Admiral. And you, Commander. If we could perhaps speak-”
“I’ll make time for you,” Thorson confirmed. “Please, focus on your sisters for now. I believe that little one, Hammann, would appreciate a chance to say goodbye to Yorktown.”
The two military men watched as Enterprise controlled her facial expression as best she could, blinking rapidly as her lips twitched. “Yes sir, I think Yorktown would appreciate that too.”
“If you would follow us, please?” Fusou beckoned with a sweep of her arm towards the slope behind them. “Will you be staying long with us? Perhaps you can enjoy some tea or a bath later?”
“I…” Enterprise didn’t know how to respond. Instead she followed silently, knowing that anything else could come after he sisters were at peace. She could feel them, just below the surface of their cubes, and she wanted them to be at rest, safe from war.
“Laffey will go with Miss Enterprise, yes yes. She will miss Miss Hornet and Miss Yorktown. They were very elegant ladies,” the destroyer volunteered, instantly prompting Javelin and Zed to tag along with her. Downes came next, taking Ooshio by the hand as her girlfriend promised to say a few words herself. Lexington finally spoke up after politely observing the goings on for some time with her younger sister, who could not stop looking around the island in wonderment.
“I should also like to be there. Yorktown was an inspiration and stalwart companion. If only my repairs had been finished sooner…”
“Sister, can I sing?” Saratoga wondered. “And when can I get a rifle like you have?”
“Maybe later today, who is to say?” Lexington replied softly. “You may not sing, Sara, but I think they would appreciate it if you came to say goodbye. Today is a solemn day, not a day for celebration. Some other time.”
“Oh, alright then. Let’s go! Maybe we can explore a bit!” Saratoga insisted, taking Lexington by the hand. The older carrier nodded Thorson’s way.
“It is good to see you again, Commander. I will ensure she behaves, thank you.”
In the end, the entirety of the Union force on base, save Brooklyn, departed to pay their respects to Enterprise’s fallen sisters, leaving the likes of Naka, Yuudachi, Yukikaze, and others to guard Soryuu and her ilk. Choukai was one of them, having earned back her rigging and all ten of her gun barrels. She and Naka looked at their comrades with a mixture of shame and hesitance. “I’m sorry, everyone, but please return to the Akashi.”
“Come on, Choukai, you can do better than that!” Yuudachi insisted, brandishing her rigging openly. “It’s not your fault these idiots are still clinging on to the hope that Akagi and Kaga will eat them last! March! Double time!”
“Watch your mouth, pup,” Hiryuu warned, not used to being talked down to by a pipsqueak destroyer. The various military men on the docks could not help but take note as Yuudachi promptly pointed the twin battery on her right hip at Hiryuu and fired, blasting the kansen back several meters.
“Anyone else got a problem? You’re lucky you didn’t end up dead! Now move it, wan~!” Yuudachi laughed triumphantly.
“Or else Yukikaze the Great will join in and you will really suffer!” the neko insisted. Soryuu waved them off.
“I believe you’ve demonstrated your will quite amply, you two. We will comply. Let us return, everyone. The sun is growing oppressive anyway. And you, sister, please wait until you are healed before picking fights again?” she requested of Hiryuu, who featured quite a bit of singed hair and fur atop her ears.
“Damnit, that really hurt!” she complained, standing and clutching her stomach. “You’ve got some nerve, Yuudachi!”
“Can it, siren bootlicker!” Yukikaze and Yuudachi snapped back. Soryuu grabbed Hiryuu by the collar as she made to retaliate.
“I will not say it again, sister. I dishonored myself to be at your side in this life, and you will not make that sacrifice worthless by getting yourself executed. Or do you deny that we served the sirens?” Soryuu snapped loudly, Kongou, Suzuya, and the others all watching with difficult looks on their faces.
“S-Soryuu?” Hiryuu whispered, clearly hurt by her sister’s harsh tone.
“You will help me consider the truth of this conflict, or you will serve out the rest of the war in silence and captivity. Now come, before you earn us all a skipped meal or manual labor.”
“What do you mean the truth?” Hiryuu demanded, following at Soryuu’s side as she led the way back to the Akashi’s infirmary. The older lapine carrier looked at her with an arch expression.
“You said it yourself, Hiryuu. The Sanctuary was playing with our minds. I want to know why.”
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    10. Rochester mayor suspends officers involved in Daniel Prude's death (220 points, 14 comments)
  6. 38052 points, 1 submission: jpardue20
    1. We found 85,000 cops who’ve been investigated for misconduct. Now you can read their records... a few bad apples? Seems like the whole orchard is rotten (38052 points, 826 comments)
  7. 34998 points, 12 submissions: teutonicnight99
    1. Portland “police” caught shouting “LEAVE NO EVIDENCE BEHIND” as they pick ammunition rounds up from the ground. Earlier in the protests, police were seen picking up tear gas canisters to hide how much they have been gassing protestors. (9565 points, 209 comments)
    2. A scene straight out of a dystopian movie from the Portland protests. Federal officers advance as they shoot at and gas protestors. (8630 points, 350 comments)
    3. What the fuck is wrong with the police officers in the US? (7086 points, 522 comments)
    4. A Navy vet asked federal officers in Portland to remember their oaths. Then they broke his hand. (6920 points, 204 comments)
    5. 'I can't breathe,' Oklahoma man tells police before dying. 'I don't care,' officer responds. (417 points, 8 comments)
    6. The Cop Who Quit Instead of Helping to Gentrify Atlanta: “It dawned on me that the entire system, the entire thing, was just a shitty mafia system.” (392 points, 9 comments)
    7. Policeman in Oregon flashing a white power sign at a Proud Boy (389 points, 90 comments)
    8. Unreleased Footage Gives an Inside Look At the Night Breonna Taylor Died (384 points, 49 comments)
    9. The Supreme Court invented qualified immunity. Now, a judge’s blistering opinion shows why it must go. (338 points, 7 comments)
    10. Sorry to Interrupt Your Friday, but Homeland Security is Disappearing American Citizens Off the Street Law and Order, but Minus the Law. (311 points, 5 comments)
  8. 34873 points, 3 submissions: Gplock
    1. Here is a video of them slashing the tires. My hard earned money goes to these idiots (30110 points, 1098 comments)
    2. Y’all seen this right? It’s a great edit (4541 points, 141 comments)
    3. So sad (222 points, 32 comments)
  9. 34123 points, 24 submissions: Kujo17
    1. Yesterday NYPD literally chased protestors down in the streets, kettles them and violently arrested approximately 26 protestors. This is them attacking and arresting a minor for attempting to cross the street, on the way to a protest against ICE facilities (5830 points, 257 comments)
    2. Police in Richmond Virginia attacked the crowd again tonight as they have almost every night this week. You can hear one officer say "Grab somebody, get ahold of somebody" right before grabbing a random civilian standing there. They purposefully are inciting unrest- tonight was a full on Police Riot (5343 points, 158 comments)
    3. In Portland, OR last night- A Protest march formed eventually ending up at the Portland ICE building where they were met with "extreme force" from both PPD and DHS/Feds. Hours of tear gas, pepper bullets, & stun grenades launched at the crowd, many arrests have been reported. (4486 points, 261 comments)
    4. [Portland, OR] Portland Police violently make blanket mass- arrests only minutes after Saturday protest starts, "unlawful assembly" was never declared. (10/10/20) (3741 points, 173 comments)
    5. [Portland, Or] Federal officers have been attacking protesters again tonight. They shoot chemical weapons and impact munitions at protesters doing nothing but walking down the street saying the names of people killed by police. A woman on the megaphone implores people to film and share the video. (2515 points, 65 comments)
    6. [Social Media] @WyattReed13 " BREAKING: Washingtom DC Cops just smashed the windows out on the BLM van and arrested the occupants—right after clearing Black Lives Matter Plaza with gas + rubber-coated steel bullets, leaving multiple protesters serious injured" (2068 points, 114 comments)
    7. Federal Agents used toxic chemical smoke grenades and several different chemical dispersant gasses , some even expired, in Portland; Portland protesters report severe and lasting side effects from the chemical weapons used during Trump’s “Operation Diligent Valor.” (1661 points, 26 comments)
    8. Protest from east Portland, Or- on 9/7- after once again attacking the crowd police chase down people while heckling them. This police officer tells a protestor they're “hiding behind the press like a coward” (1052 points, 75 comments)
    9. Roderick Walker, who was beaten by Georgia Sheriff's deputies, says he 'feared for his life'. Walker, along with his family who were also present, was a paying customepassenger of a ride share vehicle and was brutally assaulted after the vehicle was stopped for a broken taillight (1041 points, 37 comments)
    10. [Los Angeles, CA] In response to celebrations by LA Laker's fans last night, huge numbers of police were deployed in an attempt to clear the crowds. In this clip an LAPD officer pushes a young man to the ground-clearly knocking him unconscious- then ignore that it even happened. (10/11/20) (777 points, 51 comments)
  10. 31047 points, 12 submissions: bbb33aaannn
    1. 6/14 Fort Wayne, IN Swat comes in to break up a small gathering for “illegal assembly” (13137 points, 1019 comments)
    2. Police block off sidewalks and start shooting at Protesters in San Diego (6955 points, 345 comments)
    3. 6/22 Compton, Ca Protestors chanting put your gun down meet with fire from non lethal weapons (2796 points, 198 comments)
    4. Chicago PD parks in front of a home where people standing on their property and sounds a siren (2499 points, 164 comments)
    5. Hospitalized Marine Corps veteran shot with rubber bullets by police at protest, ‘I had my hands up’ -May 30th, Fairfax District in Los Angels (1147 points, 59 comments)
    6. Bradford, OH 6/10 Three officers arrest a women for allegedly cursing as she walks and let her go when another citizen intervenes (1133 points, 130 comments)
    7. Huntsville, AL Woman documents herself struggling to leave after being shot 5 times while police yell at her to move faster (879 points, 46 comments)
    8. 6/6/20 Chapman Square, Portland, OR 1:00am Non violent protesters complying with officers attacked (653 points, 43 comments)
    9. Aurora CO During a vigil with live violinists for Elijah McClain at a park (545 points, 99 comments)
    10. Raleigh, NC- Flash bangs are fired at the owner of a bar named Ruby’s Deluxe where medics stationed also themselves (543 points, 35 comments)
  11. 30618 points, 5 submissions: ApartheidReddit
    1. The LAPD in a perfect display of systemic racism (20210 points, 548 comments)
    2. Several cops surrounded a Black man and fatally shot him in Lafayette, LA. He allegedly had a knife and was walking away from police when police shot him over ten times. (6686 points, 499 comments)
    3. Austin surgeons shocked by injuries protesters sustained by bean bag rounds (2987 points, 132 comments)
    4. This is Leslie Furcron, a grandmother shot in the face with a less-lethal munition during a BLM protest last month by La Mesa, CA police office Eric Knudson. She has lost her vision in one eye and now needs nursing assistance. (468 points, 10 comments)
    5. Riot Kitchen HQ just learned that our bus crew was arrested in broad daylight in #Kenosha today - kidnapped by feds in unmarked vans. We are currently trying to find our friends who were just there to feed people. [Video] (267 points, 6 comments)
  12. 30371 points, 1 submission: lickmydick609
    1. Cop who ‘threatened to shoot protesters through door of his home’ accidentally kills fellow police officer (30371 points, 1137 comments)
  13. 29501 points, 5 submissions: Diver_Driver
    1. Aurora Police Interrupt and Teargas Peaceful Violin Vigil to Honor Elijah McClain (15758 points, 503 comments)
    2. Off-duty officer in Trump hat relieved of official duties for threatening man in viral video (11056 points, 450 comments)
    3. ‘Please Don’t Let Me Die Back Here’: Aurora Police Video Released Of Woman Cuffed, Hogtied In Back Of Patrol Car (2186 points, 73 comments)
    4. SC Cop suspended after using racial slur. "I cant use it?!" (264 points, 23 comments)
    5. Buffalo Police Lieutenant Suspended After Caught On Camera Calling Bystander a "disrespectful little fing c" (237 points, 26 comments)
  14. 28466 points, 2 submissions: tokenblackguy90
    1. Police in Grand Rapids, Michigan spray a man directly in his face with pepper spray. ⁣ As he turns around, blinded, they fire a tear gas canister directly at his face from close range. ⁣ (26173 points, 1496 comments)
    2. Kenosha Wisconsin on 40th Nd 28th Ave 8/23/2020 (2293 points, 466 comments)
  15. 26732 points, 6 submissions: LazyDirector
    1. Last night, LAPD trapped protesters in a tunnel on both sides and shot them endlessly, without a dispersal order or an escape route offered. This video shows a citizen journalist being shot point blank with a shotgun even though he has his hands up. (9233 points, 622 comments)
    2. Cops assaulting BLM protesters, including a man in a wheelchair. This happened yesterday in Downtown Los Angeles. One of the people injured in by police even had a seizure. Meanwhile, complicit media reported the arrested individuals (including the wheelchair guy) ATTACKED LAPD. (9119 points, 692 comments)
    3. Police in Los Angeles County have been attacking the Free Press for two months. LAPD Is even on camera falsely claiming “there is no press corps.” Journalists in Los Angeles have been beaten, shot at, hospitalized, traumatized, antagonized, gassed, and almost run over. (4297 points, 132 comments)
    4. Things are heating up in LA. Sheriffs gassed, flashbanged, and unloaded less lethal rounds at protesters. No damaged property or anything like that. One protester was shot directly in the eye. (3581 points, 224 comments)
    5. LAPD stand-off with protesters during a Portland Solidarity march on 7/25. One officer completely loses his cool and opens fire on unarmed protesters, using his shotgun at point blank range. This guy doesn’t have the composure for this job. (293 points, 83 comments)
    6. Montage of increased violence in Los Angeles JUST this past week. This has been the most violent week against protesters since the beginning around George Floyd’s death. Tear gas, white supremacists working with cops, a trap in a tunnel, unprovoked shooting... its been chaos (209 points, 7 comments)
  16. 24052 points, 2 submissions: ItsJustATux
    1. Lyft Driver Pulled Over for Busted Tail Light, Black Passenger is Beaten and Choked Unconscious. (23807 points, 1741 comments)
    2. LAPD Force Woman From Her Home Totally Nude Because Her Brother Has A Warrant (245 points, 17 comments)
  17. 23621 points, 3 submissions: goldsrcmasterrace
    1. Elderly man pushed to the ground by police. Knocked unconscious and bleeding from ear. Police keep marching. (16216 points, 646 comments)
    2. “Seattle PD dragging mother out of her car while her 9 year old is in the backseat. Officer tells her she has “multiple counts of assaulting an officer. You assaulted me and you assaulted another officer” at a protest couple days ago. Cops are seeking revenge on protestors.” (7023 points, 519 comments)
    3. NYPD attacking people on their way home (382 points, 6 comments)
  18. 22885 points, 2 submissions: perpetually_unsynced
    1. An unarmed member of the press was dragged through the street by the LAPD, who wouldn’t render him aid, despite his cries of pain. (12068 points, 594 comments)
    2. Breonna Taylor’s ex was offered a plea deal to say she was part of a ‘crime syndicate,’ family’s attorney says (10817 points, 206 comments)
  19. 22283 points, 17 submissions: Hyasfuq
    1. This is sad BLM (6601 points, 209 comments)
    2. PLEASE LET OTHERS SEE THIS: This guy did not flinch, move, cry, or gasp. Austin, TX. In front of APD. Judging by the boots probably former Marine (3035 points, 134 comments)
    3. Cops Pepper Sprayed THEIR OWN Senator Without Realizing he's an Authority Figure (2770 points, 58 comments)
    4. Seattle cop driving an unmarked car on the sidewalk and calling protesters cockroaches (2194 points, 100 comments)
    5. I-Team: Evans Police have history of brutality allegations, settlements (1007 points, 27 comments)
    6. Clayton County Deputy Fired For Holding Gun Under Chin Of Arrestee (1006 points, 36 comments)
    7. The Breonna Taylor juror's statement is very damning: Roberto Aram Ferdman on Twitter (973 points, 53 comments)
    8. Couple celebrating birthday beaten, Tased by California police (742 points, 67 comments)
    9. Undercover police officer preparing to cause a riot (739 points, 46 comments)
    10. Colorado Springs Officer Keith Wrede Used Fake Name To Post Comments About Protesters: 'Kill Them All' (651 points, 25 comments)
  20. 21759 points, 4 submissions: NoTrickWick
    1. Cops dox city council member leading to home being burgled and neighbor raped. (18901 points, 746 comments)
    2. These protests took place on June 2nd in Dallas, Texas. This is utterly disgusting to watch. Peaceful protests turn violent by the actions taken by the police. If you are protesting anywhere around the world, please stay safe and keep fighting. (1332 points, 71 comments)
    3. Police vehicle encounters protestors blocking traffic, calls police dispatch. Police dispatch: "Run them over. Shoot those mother fuckers." Officer responded, "dont put that over the air." (848 points, 32 comments)
    4. Louisville police showing off their oppression (678 points, 83 comments)
  21. 20823 points, 9 submissions: Projectrage
    1. Cops intentionally not stopping right wing extremists with guns. OPB: Man who pulled gun at Portland protest returns armed at Gresham event (6460 points, 241 comments)
    2. Police charge after dispersing protesters and shove a woman to the ground for no reason. (6316 points, 201 comments)
    3. Two DHS Officials Just Admitted Their Troops Have Been Violating the Constitution (3418 points, 96 comments)
    4. Portland police officer drives motorcycle into protester at Friday night demonstration (2260 points, 118 comments)
    5. Federal judge warned DHS would lose immunity if targeting a journalist. They did last night. (723 points, 34 comments)
    6. More evidence feds are aiming at heads: Deep hole in protester's helmet (479 points, 23 comments)
    7. President Trump Has Reenergized Portland’s Protests A "wall of moms" confront federal police in downtown Portland (435 points, 7 comments)
    8. Testimony of a Portlanders kidnapped by DHS Stormtroopers last night. (382 points, 21 comments)
    9. Federal Officers Appear to Be Using Rental Cars from Enterprise to Snatch Portland Protesters (350 points, 13 comments)
  22. 20341 points, 1 submission: Nawpo
    1. [Portland] 7/11/2020 Protester shot by impact munition last night. [graphic] (20341 points, 1824 comments)
  23. 19891 points, 14 submissions: quantumcipher
    1. "Police Kneeled With Me, Then They Drew Their Guns" - Across the country, the TV news has shown footage of police kneeling, hugging and marching with demonstrators against police violence. Unfortunately, police often behave far differently once the cameras are off. (7198 points, 155 comments)
    2. In five days, LAPD and LASD have brutalized and arrested 4 journalists who were documenting police activity. Three of the journalists were injured by police violence; two required hospitalization. LASD also assaulted lawyers from the @NLG_LosAngeles during a press conference. (5067 points, 144 comments)
    3. Prosecutor says cops did nothing wrong when arresting N.J. reporter who repeatedly told them, ‘I’m a reporter’ (1660 points, 26 comments)
    4. At least 125 press freedom violations reported over 3 days of U.S. protests (1642 points, 37 comments)
    5. "Seattle Police. Told us to disperse, but then mobilized bike cops to block exits. Forced us through gas, mace, flashbangs." (783 points, 36 comments)
    6. Portland Mom Says She Was Groped & Assaulted by Feds During Protest Arrest (667 points, 37 comments)
    7. Seattle officer who ran over man's head with bicycle facing criminal probe (549 points, 19 comments)
    8. Federal lawsuit calls Jacksonville protesters’ arrests illegal and violent (479 points, 4 comments)
    9. NYPD Releases Protester After Brutally Shoving Her Into Unmarked Van (394 points, 60 comments)
    10. Protesters and Lawmakers Are Concerned About the Effects of Expired Tear Gas: Local police and federal officers in Portland appear to have used expired munitions during the city’s nightly downtown protests, exposing protesters to a range of potentially dangerous and under-researched health effects (390 points, 9 comments)
  24. 19311 points, 1 submission: blackholevoyager
    1. He didn’t comply, he got back in his car, he threatened to kill an officer and wasn’t shot. (19311 points, 1225 comments)
  25. 19271 points, 2 submissions: thedavidcarney
    1. Absolute unit takes a beating standing up. Portland, 7/19 (18396 points, 623 comments)
    2. Police just tasered this protester in Bay Ridge Brooklyn (875 points, 75 comments)
  26. 19017 points, 1 submission: Instigator_____
    1. Philadelphia DA will criminally charge federal agents who "unlawfully assault" or "kidnap" Black Lives Matter protesters: "Anyone, including federal law enforcement, who unlawfully assaults and kidnaps people will face criminal charges from my office. At trial, they will face a Philadelphia jury." (19017 points, 452 comments)
  27. 18612 points, 9 submissions: bjorn1978_2
    1. “I’ll show you what f***ing freedom of speech is!” (7007 points, 304 comments)
    2. My Tires!! (4423 points, 312 comments)
    3. Hogtied black woman begged for help in police cruiser (2627 points, 101 comments)
    4. People playing music and dancing so cops tear gas them. (1848 points, 154 comments)
    5. Seattle PD hit a 21 year old female directly in the chest with a stun grenade. (952 points, 39 comments)
    6. Fed using his sneak attack skill in Portland (870 points, 75 comments)
    7. Minneapolis Police Attempt to Arrest A Man For Talking Then Shoot At Him In The Back With Less Lethal Munitions (346 points, 31 comments)
    8. Cop grabs kid from the throat and pins him down for Resisting Arrest (308 points, 45 comments)
    9. This can happen to anyone, Be careful, please (231 points, 25 comments)
  28. 17447 points, 1 submission: ClickingGeek
    1. Story in comments: Cop (Brian O'Quinn) stalked Rosalinda on and off for 9 years and then raped her in her home. Recently, another cop from the same department sexually assaulted her in broad daylight as she repeatedly demanded a female officer. (17447 points, 808 comments)

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  1. ItsJustATux (9924 points, 59 comments)
  2. gameld (7529 points, 15 comments)
  3. DankNerd97 (7493 points, 346 comments)
  4. HeyCharrrrlie (5941 points, 99 comments)
  5. Hundewu (5684 points, 1 comment)
  6. princesshabibi (5152 points, 161 comments)
  7. Mantstarchester (5029 points, 5 comments)
  8. _VisualEffects_ (4867 points, 51 comments)
  9. Banner80 (4814 points, 101 comments)
  10. The_Adventurist (4346 points, 84 comments)

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  1. NYPD drives around Harlem with their sirens on at 3am so people can't sleep. by nixtxt (85755 points, 5534 comments)
  2. Miami Police Officer charged after video emerges showing him kneeling on a pregnant womans neck, tasing her in the stomach twice. She miscarried shortly after. Officer lied in his report and fabricated events that never occured, charging her with Battery on an Officer and Felony Resisting. by Defenestration_Diety (48019 points, 1841 comments)
  3. Despite having a ticket to the event, Sheila Buck, a Tulsa resident, was arrested for wearing an “I can’t breathe” shirt. She was charged for trespassing despite having a ticket to the event. The Tulsa police have become a Trump’s personal lackeys. by mal_solor (41395 points, 1358 comments)
  4. We found 85,000 cops who’ve been investigated for misconduct. Now you can read their records... a few bad apples? Seems like the whole orchard is rotten by jpardue20 (38052 points, 826 comments)
  5. Cop who ‘threatened to shoot protesters through door of his home’ accidentally kills fellow police officer by lickmydick609 (30371 points, 1137 comments)
  6. Here is a video of them slashing the tires. My hard earned money goes to these idiots by Gplock (30110 points, 1098 comments)
  7. Police in Grand Rapids, Michigan spray a man directly in his face with pepper spray. ⁣ As he turns around, blinded, they fire a tear gas canister directly at his face from close range. ⁣ by tokenblackguy90 (26173 points, 1496 comments)
  8. Lyft Driver Pulled Over for Busted Tail Light, Black Passenger is Beaten and Choked Unconscious. by ItsJustATux (23807 points, 1741 comments)
  9. [Portland] 7/11/2020 Protester shot by impact munition last night. [graphic] by Nawpo (20341 points, 1824 comments)
  10. The LAPD in a perfect display of systemic racism by ApartheidReddit (20210 points, 548 comments)

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  3. 4524 points: Mantstarchester's comment in NYPD drives around Harlem with their sirens on at 3am so people can't sleep.
  4. 3745 points: RuinedEye's comment in Cop who ‘threatened to shoot protesters through door of his home’ accidentally kills fellow police officer
  5. 3388 points: starvinggarbage's comment in Absolute unit takes a beating standing up. Portland, 7/19
  6. 3091 points: ItsJustATux's comment in Story in comments: Cop (Brian O'Quinn) stalked Rosalinda on and off for 9 years and then raped her in her home. Recently, another cop from the same department sexually assaulted her in broad daylight as she repeatedly demanded a female officer.
  7. 3043 points: soslime89's comment in He didn’t comply, he got back in his car, he threatened to kill an officer and wasn’t shot.
  8. 3030 points: Shh-NotUntilMyCoffee's comment in NYPD drives around Harlem with their sirens on at 3am so people can't sleep.
  9. 2965 points: ItsJustATux's comment in Lyft Driver Pulled Over for Busted Tail Light, Black Passenger is Beaten and Choked Unconscious.
  10. 2850 points: Paradox0111's comment in We found 85,000 cops who’ve been investigated for misconduct. Now you can read their records... a few bad apples? Seems like the whole orchard is rotten
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2020.10.08 16:11 TheAndredal Day 130 of "peaceful protests"

I want to ask people who read this, do you want me to put regular news into these or not?
The Fight for Free Speech
https://newsbusters.org/blogs/nb/walter-e-williams/2020/10/07/fight-free-speech
Rioters throw rocks at residential homes here in Wauwatosa, smashing windows as others in the crowd plea “That’s somebody’s home!” #Wauwatosa #WauwatosaProtests #WauwatosaRiots #AlvinCole #JosephMensah
https://twitter.com/BGOnTheScene/status/1314029860222885890?s=19
Pro-Trump Jewish anti-lockdown protesters in Brooklyn dance in a circle. Video by @VenturaReport:
https://twitter.com/MrAndyNgo/status/1314120151327895552?s=19
Cops release photos that show Breonna Taylor holding the gun her boyfriend used to 'fire at police'
https://twitter.com/DailyMail/status/1314116000368021504?s=19
Hundreds of Jewish protesters out late into the night protesting the new lockdown restrictions in #Brooklyn #NYC
https://twitter.com/VenturaReport/status/1314104571518767104?s=19
Self proclaimed leader of Seattle’s #CHAZ #CHOP zone crying after being arrested
https://twitter.com/freezerohedge/status/1279834414021660678?s=19
His account seems to be taken down as well, Instagram Oba_Lewis (known Seattle CHOP personality/streamer) apparently assaulted someone and stole their phone tonight who was following the #Seattleprotests
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314103641201025025?s=19
Police try to shut down celebration during Jewish holiday. Cuomo issues new 'draconian' measures, and community comes together to burn masks in the street.
https://www.theblaze.com/news/police-jewish-celebration-burn-masks?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=twitter
Tagging Black Lives Matter onto US Bank in Milwaukee. Protesters reminded people to “Let ‘em know it’s a white person, too” #Milwaukee #MilwaukeeProtests #BLM #BlackLivesMatter
https://twitter.com/BGOnTheScene/status/1314083065992544261?s=19
Massive police presence in Milwaukee tonight, and the caravan is making its way through the city without interference from the officers #Milwaukee #Wauwatosa #BLM #MilwaukeeProtests
https://twitter.com/BGOnTheScene/status/1314080821670707201?s=19
Minneapolis:
Get rekt NLG #Minneapolis
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314078707653328896?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314049237106094080?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314048031323385856?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314046520509886469?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314043047382904833?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314032021589553154?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314022087024013312?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314010702131073025?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314005838772629506?s=1
They told me these aren't owned by large corporations, but Mom and Pop stores with families working hard to survive. They support the movement, but worry the message gets lost when this happens.
https://twitter.com/TMJ4Tom/status/1314074299351920640?s=19
We found a group of people who live near North and Swan helping clean up the damaged store fronts of businesses in the area. They don't own them... just thought it was the right thing to do. @tmj4
https://twitter.com/TMJ4Tom/status/1314073547447427072?s=19
Wauwatosa:
It sounds like they threw something at or hit the cop car, uncertain though #Wauwatosa
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314074463118401537?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314051294944923649?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314039814212124678?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314038248008687616?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314032624331943936?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314032624331943936?s=19
Streamer was told to turn her camera off and get out of the area because she is an "informant." BLM threatened to break her equipment, she'll probably be filming the ground the rest of the night if she streams. #Wauwatosa #Milwaukee
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314021746664587264?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314020368143708160?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314017616638353408?s=19
CNN booted #Wauwatosa
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1313992079899389952?s=19
"Here we come 'Tosa - fuck your curfew" #Wauwatosa #Milwaukee
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1313984968759013376?s=19
They got onto the freeway, riot police have shown up and made at least one arrest. Are following the group now. #Wauwatosa #Milwaukee
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1313973026304581632?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1313951351341158401?s=19
1:05 am here in #Brooklyn and large crowd still out protesting #newyork
https://twitter.com/VenturaReport/status/1314071142873935873?s=19
BLM Rioters Attack Businesses and Private Homes in Wisconsin
https://www.redstate.com/nick-arama/2020/10/08/blm-rioters-attack-businesses-and-private-homes-in-wisconsin/
10/7/20 Wauwatosa, WI Read Milwaukee County DA’s 14-page report explaining why criminal charges were not filed against Officer Joseph Mensah.
See full document:
1st page:
https://twitter.com/LizJone26271417/status/1314070594091057155?s=19
Guns out on the streets of Milwaukee tonight #Milwaukee #Wauwatosa #MilwaukeeProtests #AlvinCole #JosephMensah
https://twitter.com/BGOnTheScene/status/1314070188002770944?s=19
Spray-painting BLM on the SWAT Bearcat #Milwaukee #Wauwatosa #MilwaukeeProtests #BLM #BlackLivesMatter
https://twitter.com/BGOnTheScene/status/1314068998447865861?s=19
Jewish reporter attacked, called 'Nazi' at Orthodox protest in NYC
https://twitter.com/nypost/status/1314061785851408385?s=19
Police fire teargas on the crowd just outside of peoples’ homes after a car approaches too close to the line of officers in riot gear #Milwaukee #Wauwatosa #MilwaukeeProtests #AlvinCole #JosephMensah
https://twitter.com/BGOnTheScene/status/1314067726680444928?s=19
Now at a standoff with law enforcement:
https://twitter.com/RichieMcGinniss/status/1314061655588974592?s=19
Law enforcement just arrested a bunch of people near the 5th police precinct.
@ShelbyTalcott narrowly made it out!
https://twitter.com/RichieMcGinniss/status/1314049727835631616?s=19
Protestors break into a construction site, an empty lot?
https://twitter.com/realblairnelson/status/1314060961460912133?s=19
Legal Advocates in Minneapolis getting dragged around.
https://twitter.com/zerosum24/status/1314060056590254082?s=19
Speedway left in complete catastrophe after tonight’s looting. Police arrive to disperse the crowd #Milwaukee #Wauwatosa #AlvinCole #JosephMensa
https://twitter.com/BGOnTheScene/status/1314060952430616576?s=19
Antifa has barraged Portland with nightly violence for months — yet city officials just got 'anti-white supremacy' training due to 'threats'
https://www.theblaze.com/news/antifa-portland-anti-white-supremacy-training?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=twitter
Multiple arrests have been made. Some people tried to escape through a sort of hole in the wall across the street (a few were successful, I think)
https://twitter.com/ShelbyTalcott/status/1314057323082584064?s=19
The new mayoral candidate for Portland:
https://twitter.com/unitedforpdx/status/1314036899917389824?s=19
Coffee station toppled inside Speedway as another night of unrest in Wisconsin continues #Wauwatosa #MilwaukeeProtests #AlvinCole #JosephMensah #Milwaukee
https://twitter.com/BGOnTheScene/status/1314056734340796416?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314056487027707905?s=19
USPS Employee Arrested After Election Ballots Found In Dumpster in New Jersey
https://breaking911.com/breaking-usps-employee-arrested-after-election-ballots-found-in-dumpster-in-new-jersey/
Wauwatosa earlier
Man tries to reason with "protesters." They blame the police, then decide to not give him anymore attention.
https://twitter.com/Texantana/status/1314050363117498369?s=19
Wild video shows Jeep driver ramming three @Chicago_Police vehicles and chasing after an officer, reportedly on the Far South Side today. #Chicago
https://twitter.com/CWBChicago/status/1313974130836934656?s=19
Armed protesters redirecting traffic in Milwaukee #Wauwatosa #AlvinCole #MilwaukeeProtests #JosephMensah #Milwaukee
https://twitter.com/BGOnTheScene/status/1313995542716968960?s=19
Wauwatosa
Protesters are literally smashing the windows of homes. Are these the mostly peaceful protests Biden and Obama talked about yesterday? 🤔
https://twitter.com/Texantana/status/1314034171245998080?s=19
Wauwatosa
Store with a BLM sign in the window was vandalized. Another friendly reminder that there are no allies to a mob. History has shown that its hunger is endless, and it will devour whoever is in its path.
https://twitter.com/Texantana/status/1314039506044104704?s=19
BLM protestor drives on the lawn with a motorcycle of a guy with an American flag. He pulls out a gun and closes his door. Protestors then break his window (didn't get that footage) #milwaukee #Wauwatosa
https://twitter.com/realblairnelson/status/1314041687442944001?s=19
Wauwatosa
"Protesters" invading a gas station and allegedly shoplifting.
https://twitter.com/Texantana/status/1314037836799184898?s=19
BLM protestor drives on the lawn with a motorcycle of a guy with an American flag. He pulls out a gun and closes his door. Protestors then break his window (didn't get that footage) #milwaukee #Wauwatosa
https://twitter.com/realblairnelson/status/1314041687442944001?s=19
Wauwatosa
More video of our "peaceful protesters" headed into Speedway to loot, I mean, grab their reparations for the evening.
https://twitter.com/Texantana/status/1314043154048397320?s=19
Wauwatosa
"Peaceful protester" holding pistol with both hands, as if jumpy and anticipating action as they terrorize homes, walking with the crowd.
https://twitter.com/Texantana/status/1314044397353340928?s=19
Brooklyn
Seeing claims of an assault, but this is the most I can find of the incident that isn't from a distance.
https://twitter.com/Texantana/status/1314048998072823810?s=19
Cops are pulling out. “We stayed way too fucking long,” one of them says. “No way we were breaking that up.”
https://twitter.com/jangelooff/status/1314043113413971968?s=19
BREAKING: Rioters in Wisconsin Smashing Businesses — AND HOMES (VIDEO)
https://twitter.com/CassandraRules/status/1314045611730259969?s=19

Milwaukee

Wauwatosa

Paranoid protestors accuse streamer of being an informant and threaten her.
https://twitter.com/tr00p3rstatus/1314021934347280384?s=19
Water bottles thrown at police, a woman yells stop, but too late. Law enforcement dispenses less lethal ammo, including some type of smoke/gas
https://twitter.com/compujeramey/status/1314027161708306432?s=19
Salt Lake City, Utah thread:
Salt Lake City, Utah - Vice Presidential debate
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314012569175162880?s=19
Rioters smashed the windows of businesses in Wauwatosa #Wauwatosa #WauwatosaProtests #WauwatosaRiots #AlvinCole #JosephMensah
https://twitter.com/BGOnTheScene/status/1314025839491768321?s=19
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2020.10.08 13:21 TheAndredal Day 130 of "peaceful protests"

I want to ask people who read this, do you want me to put regular news into these or not?
The Fight for Free Speech
https://newsbusters.org/blogs/nb/walter-e-williams/2020/10/07/fight-free-speech
Rioters throw rocks at residential homes here in Wauwatosa, smashing windows as others in the crowd plea “That’s somebody’s home!” #Wauwatosa #WauwatosaProtests #WauwatosaRiots #AlvinCole #JosephMensah
https://twitter.com/BGOnTheScene/status/1314029860222885890?s=19
Pro-Trump Jewish anti-lockdown protesters in Brooklyn dance in a circle. Video by @VenturaReport:
https://twitter.com/MrAndyNgo/status/1314120151327895552?s=19
Cops release photos that show Breonna Taylor holding the gun her boyfriend used to 'fire at police'
https://twitter.com/DailyMail/status/1314116000368021504?s=19
Hundreds of Jewish protesters out late into the night protesting the new lockdown restrictions in #Brooklyn #NYC
https://twitter.com/VenturaReport/status/1314104571518767104?s=19
Self proclaimed leader of Seattle’s #CHAZ #CHOP zone crying after being arrested
https://twitter.com/freezerohedge/status/1279834414021660678?s=19
His account seems to be taken down as well, Instagram Oba_Lewis (known Seattle CHOP personality/streamer) apparently assaulted someone and stole their phone tonight who was following the #Seattleprotests
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314103641201025025?s=19
Police try to shut down celebration during Jewish holiday. Cuomo issues new 'draconian' measures, and community comes together to burn masks in the street.
https://www.theblaze.com/news/police-jewish-celebration-burn-masks?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=twitter
Tagging Black Lives Matter onto US Bank in Milwaukee. Protesters reminded people to “Let ‘em know it’s a white person, too” #Milwaukee #MilwaukeeProtests #BLM #BlackLivesMatter
https://twitter.com/BGOnTheScene/status/1314083065992544261?s=19
Massive police presence in Milwaukee tonight, and the caravan is making its way through the city without interference from the officers #Milwaukee #Wauwatosa #BLM #MilwaukeeProtests
https://twitter.com/BGOnTheScene/status/1314080821670707201?s=19
Minneapolis:
Get rekt NLG #Minneapolis
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314078707653328896?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314049237106094080?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314048031323385856?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314046520509886469?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314043047382904833?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314032021589553154?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314022087024013312?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314010702131073025?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314005838772629506?s=1
They told me these aren't owned by large corporations, but Mom and Pop stores with families working hard to survive. They support the movement, but worry the message gets lost when this happens.
https://twitter.com/TMJ4Tom/status/1314074299351920640?s=19
We found a group of people who live near North and Swan helping clean up the damaged store fronts of businesses in the area. They don't own them... just thought it was the right thing to do. @tmj4
https://twitter.com/TMJ4Tom/status/1314073547447427072?s=19
Wauwatosa:
It sounds like they threw something at or hit the cop car, uncertain though #Wauwatosa
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314074463118401537?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314051294944923649?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314039814212124678?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314038248008687616?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314032624331943936?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314032624331943936?s=19
Streamer was told to turn her camera off and get out of the area because she is an "informant." BLM threatened to break her equipment, she'll probably be filming the ground the rest of the night if she streams. #Wauwatosa #Milwaukee
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314021746664587264?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314020368143708160?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314017616638353408?s=19
CNN booted #Wauwatosa
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1313992079899389952?s=19
"Here we come 'Tosa - fuck your curfew" #Wauwatosa #Milwaukee
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1313984968759013376?s=19
They got onto the freeway, riot police have shown up and made at least one arrest. Are following the group now. #Wauwatosa #Milwaukee
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1313973026304581632?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1313951351341158401?s=19
1:05 am here in #Brooklyn and large crowd still out protesting #newyork
https://twitter.com/VenturaReport/status/1314071142873935873?s=19
BLM Rioters Attack Businesses and Private Homes in Wisconsin
https://www.redstate.com/nick-arama/2020/10/08/blm-rioters-attack-businesses-and-private-homes-in-wisconsin/
10/7/20 Wauwatosa, WI Read Milwaukee County DA’s 14-page report explaining why criminal charges were not filed against Officer Joseph Mensah.
See full document:
1st page:
https://twitter.com/LizJone26271417/status/1314070594091057155?s=19
Guns out on the streets of Milwaukee tonight #Milwaukee #Wauwatosa #MilwaukeeProtests #AlvinCole #JosephMensah
https://twitter.com/BGOnTheScene/status/1314070188002770944?s=19
Spray-painting BLM on the SWAT Bearcat #Milwaukee #Wauwatosa #MilwaukeeProtests #BLM #BlackLivesMatter
https://twitter.com/BGOnTheScene/status/1314068998447865861?s=19
Jewish reporter attacked, called 'Nazi' at Orthodox protest in NYC
https://twitter.com/nypost/status/1314061785851408385?s=19
Police fire teargas on the crowd just outside of peoples’ homes after a car approaches too close to the line of officers in riot gear #Milwaukee #Wauwatosa #MilwaukeeProtests #AlvinCole #JosephMensah
https://twitter.com/BGOnTheScene/status/1314067726680444928?s=19
Now at a standoff with law enforcement:
https://twitter.com/RichieMcGinniss/status/1314061655588974592?s=19
Law enforcement just arrested a bunch of people near the 5th police precinct.
@ShelbyTalcott narrowly made it out!
https://twitter.com/RichieMcGinniss/status/1314049727835631616?s=19
Protestors break into a construction site, an empty lot?
https://twitter.com/realblairnelson/status/1314060961460912133?s=19
Legal Advocates in Minneapolis getting dragged around.
https://twitter.com/zerosum24/status/1314060056590254082?s=19
Speedway left in complete catastrophe after tonight’s looting. Police arrive to disperse the crowd #Milwaukee #Wauwatosa #AlvinCole #JosephMensa
https://twitter.com/BGOnTheScene/status/1314060952430616576?s=19
Antifa has barraged Portland with nightly violence for months — yet city officials just got 'anti-white supremacy' training due to 'threats'
https://www.theblaze.com/news/antifa-portland-anti-white-supremacy-training?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=twitter
Multiple arrests have been made. Some people tried to escape through a sort of hole in the wall across the street (a few were successful, I think)
https://twitter.com/ShelbyTalcott/status/1314057323082584064?s=19
The new mayoral candidate for Portland:
https://twitter.com/unitedforpdx/status/1314036899917389824?s=19
Coffee station toppled inside Speedway as another night of unrest in Wisconsin continues #Wauwatosa #MilwaukeeProtests #AlvinCole #JosephMensah #Milwaukee
https://twitter.com/BGOnTheScene/status/1314056734340796416?s=19
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314056487027707905?s=19
USPS Employee Arrested After Election Ballots Found In Dumpster in New Jersey
https://breaking911.com/breaking-usps-employee-arrested-after-election-ballots-found-in-dumpster-in-new-jersey/
Wauwatosa earlier
Man tries to reason with "protesters." They blame the police, then decide to not give him anymore attention.
https://twitter.com/Texantana/status/1314050363117498369?s=19
Wild video shows Jeep driver ramming three @Chicago_Police vehicles and chasing after an officer, reportedly on the Far South Side today. #Chicago
https://twitter.com/CWBChicago/status/1313974130836934656?s=19
Armed protesters redirecting traffic in Milwaukee #Wauwatosa #AlvinCole #MilwaukeeProtests #JosephMensah #Milwaukee
https://twitter.com/BGOnTheScene/status/1313995542716968960?s=19
Wauwatosa
Protesters are literally smashing the windows of homes. Are these the mostly peaceful protests Biden and Obama talked about yesterday? 🤔
https://twitter.com/Texantana/status/1314034171245998080?s=19
Wauwatosa
Store with a BLM sign in the window was vandalized. Another friendly reminder that there are no allies to a mob. History has shown that its hunger is endless, and it will devour whoever is in its path.
https://twitter.com/Texantana/status/1314039506044104704?s=19
BLM protestor drives on the lawn with a motorcycle of a guy with an American flag. He pulls out a gun and closes his door. Protestors then break his window (didn't get that footage) #milwaukee #Wauwatosa
https://twitter.com/realblairnelson/status/1314041687442944001?s=19
Wauwatosa
"Protesters" invading a gas station and allegedly shoplifting.
https://twitter.com/Texantana/status/1314037836799184898?s=19
BLM protestor drives on the lawn with a motorcycle of a guy with an American flag. He pulls out a gun and closes his door. Protestors then break his window (didn't get that footage) #milwaukee #Wauwatosa
https://twitter.com/realblairnelson/status/1314041687442944001?s=19
Wauwatosa
More video of our "peaceful protesters" headed into Speedway to loot, I mean, grab their reparations for the evening.
https://twitter.com/Texantana/status/1314043154048397320?s=19
Wauwatosa
"Peaceful protester" holding pistol with both hands, as if jumpy and anticipating action as they terrorize homes, walking with the crowd.
https://twitter.com/Texantana/status/1314044397353340928?s=19
Brooklyn
Seeing claims of an assault, but this is the most I can find of the incident that isn't from a distance.
https://twitter.com/Texantana/status/1314048998072823810?s=19
Cops are pulling out. “We stayed way too fucking long,” one of them says. “No way we were breaking that up.”
https://twitter.com/jangelooff/status/1314043113413971968?s=19
BREAKING: Rioters in Wisconsin Smashing Businesses — AND HOMES (VIDEO)
https://twitter.com/CassandraRules/status/1314045611730259969?s=19

Milwaukee

Wauwatosa

Paranoid protestors accuse streamer of being an informant and threaten her.
https://twitter.com/tr00p3rstatus/1314021934347280384?s=19
Water bottles thrown at police, a woman yells stop, but too late. Law enforcement dispenses less lethal ammo, including some type of smoke/gas
https://twitter.com/compujeramey/status/1314027161708306432?s=19
Salt Lake City, Utah thread:
Salt Lake City, Utah - Vice Presidential debate
https://twitter.com/KittyLists/status/1314012569175162880?s=19
Rioters smashed the windows of businesses in Wauwatosa #Wauwatosa #WauwatosaProtests #WauwatosaRiots #AlvinCole #JosephMensah
https://twitter.com/BGOnTheScene/status/1314025839491768321?s=19
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2020.09.01 01:18 Myaccountgotdusted A Tale of Two Immortal Bank Robbers: Chapter Three, Part 2C: Shock Fry

Archive
Apt Music
LOCATION: HARVEST AND TRUSTEE BROOKLYN BRANCH
This will be told from Yorihime's perspective. Dust will be mentioned.
Hoxton told me about what's going on Earth and how it affects us. I originally didn't want to get involved with these matters, but once he mentioned Eirin, I decided to help. Hoxton: "Back at this fuckin place again. Remember hitting this one time back when Murkywater captured Bain, but guess we'll have to do this again. I really don't want Murkywater to harm Gensokyo and my sister, so we're also helping Dust on this one." "So do we go in silently, or do we-"
I am cut off by the sound of a van crashing into a wall. Hoxton: "Good old Twitch. Come on, let's go!" I run into the bank, along with Hoxton. We slide under the gates as they close, and Hoxton opens up the rest of the bank. Hoxton: "During the first time we did this, Locke hid some equipment in dumpsters nearby. Wonder if that piece of shit drill still works." I follow Hoxton to the dumpsters, and help him search the dumpsters. I find the drill, stashed in a bag. Hoxton escorts me by killing all the people that advanced me in an impure manner, and we get back to the vault. Hoxton sets up the drill, and we wait for it to finish.
We hold our ground against hundreds of impure beings, who Hoxton calls ZEAL SWATS. The ones called "Tasers" are the most annoying to me. I can summon a god to eradicate any dangerous forces, but Tasers throw off my accuracy and stun me. Annoying and impure. The drill finishes as soon as somebody named Captain Winters arrives. Hoxton: "Fuck. Captain motherfucking Winters. Bloody bastard is tough as fuck to kill. And the assault won't stop until he retreats. Let's go take care of the wanker." "Sure." As we fight off the captain, I accidentally drop a vial of Lunar lightning, which is powerful enough to eradicate basically anything in its way. "Uh oh. Get behind cover!" The vial shatters, and we dive behind a wall. The lightning direct impacts the captain and his surrounding shields, and it also happens to erase any unfortunate enough to be in the blast zone. When the lightning stops, the captain looks like he's dead. Countless other ZEAL SWATS are laying, definitely dead. The assault quickly crumbles, and mostly everybody who witnessed the lightning starts running. We quickly take the gold and money in the vault, and get out.
TO BE CONTINUED..
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2020.08.14 03:11 shylock92008 The Defund the Police Movement is Coming for the DEA; Critics say the Drug Enforcement Administration has fueled mass incarceration and is a “100 percent failure” at curbing drug trafficking.; By Manisha Krishnan August 11, 2020,

https://www.vice.com/en\_us/article/dyzkvq/the-defund-the-police-movement-is-coming-for-the-drug-enforcement-administration

Sociology professor Alex S. Vitale is unambiguous in his assessment of the Drug Enforcement Administration and its stated mission of reducing drug trafficking in the United States: “They have been a 100 percent failure by any measure you can think of.”
Vitale, coordinator of the Policing and Social Justice Project at Brooklyn College and the author of The End of Policing, said the DEA hasn’t saved any lives, nor has it made drugs less available.
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“Anybody in America can get any kind of drugs they want,” Vitale said.
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The idea of defunding the police has become more mainstream in recent months, as part of the wider discussion around police brutality towards Black people stemming from the police killing of George Floyd. So far, the focus has largely been on local police forces rather than federal law enforcement agencies. But drug and police reform advocates believe dismantling the DEA, which they say is responsible for carrying out a discriminatory war on drugs, should be a priority.
In June, a group of 76 former DEA agents put out a statement decrying systemic racism within the agency.
Last week, the Drug Policy Alliance, an organization that advocates for ending prohibition, announced a framework for decriminalizing possession of all drugs federally. One of the major tenets of the policy is taking away the DEA’s authority to classify drugs under the Controlled Substance Act and giving that power instead to the National Institutes of Health. More broadly, the Drug Policy Alliance argues drugs fall under the jurisdiction of public health authorities rather than law enforcement.
Drugs

How the War on Drugs Enables Police Brutality Against Black People

MAX DALY06.08.20
“The DEA has been completely ineffective at stemming the flow of the drugs. We have more people dying of accidental overdoses than we ever have before,” said Matt Sutton, spokesman for the Drug Policy Alliance. Preliminary data from the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention shows 2019 was the deadliest year in U.S. history for overdoses, with nearly 71,000 deaths.
Even so, the DEA received more than $3.1 billion this fiscal year, and is on track to get even more money next year.
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In an email statement, Sean Mitchell, acting chief of DEA media relations, said the DEA is the “only U.S. law enforcement component that possesses the authorities and capabilities to disrupt and dismantle the most prolific drug trafficking organizations domestically and across the globe.”
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Unidentified Law Enforcement Officers Are Mysteriously Showing Up at D.C. Protests

LIZ LANDERS06.05.20
Mitchell said in 2019, the DEA’s actions denied cartels $5 billion in revenue. He said the DEA “will always follow the science and entities such as the Department of Health and Human Services (HHS), Food and Drug Administration (FDA), and National Institute on Drug Abuse (NIDA) (and) continue to research many drugs for medical efficacy” and that the administration does not pursue individual drug users.
Although the DEA’s goal is to target high-level drug trafficking in the U.S. and disrupt the drug supply abroad, recent developments show its powers can extend beyond that.
Following nationwide protests in reaction to the killing of Floyd, the Department of Justice authorized the DEA to to “enforce any federal crime committed as a result of protests over the death of George Floyd,” according to a memorandum obtained by Buzzfeed News.
Under the new powers, DEA special agents were allowed to “conduct covert surveillance” and share that information with federal, state, and local authorities.
Scott Roberts, senior director of criminal justice campaigns at Color Of Change, a nonprofit civil rights organization, said the memo shows how easily federal agencies can be authorized to go beyond their original mandate for political reasons.
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“Now we’re seeing the types of surveillance tools that were built and designed to theoretically go after drug cartels... being used to surveil and trap protesters and frankly limit and encroach on people’s First Amendment rights.”
World News

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REBECCA TIDY07.17.20
Mitchell said the DEA’s powers during the civil unrest in June included establishing and maintaining perimeters, protecting federal property, and monitoring crowd movements to identify bad actors and criminal activity and that those authorities have expired and have not been extended.
Created under President Richard Nixon in 1973, the DEA was originally billed as a means of combating a drug abuse crisis in the United States. But its real purpose was criminalizing Black people through the war on drugs, Roberts said.
In a 1994 interview with journalist Dan Baum, published in Harper’s magazine, Nixon-era domestic policy chief John Ehrlichman admitted the war on drugs was a ruse to target Nixon’s political opponents.
"The Nixon campaign in 1968, and the Nixon White House after that, had two enemies: the antiwar left and Black people. You understand what I'm saying? We knew we couldn't make it illegal to be either against the war or Black, but by getting the public to associate the hippies with marijuana and Blacks with heroin, and then criminalizing both heavily, we could disrupt those communities. We could arrest their leaders, raid their homes, break up their meetings, and vilify them night after night on the evening news. Did we know we were lying about the drugs? Of course we did,” Ehrlichman told Baum.
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According to filmmaker Ava DuVernay’s documentary 13th, about the genesis of mass incarceration, the U.S prison population more than doubled, ballooning from 513,000 in 1980 to 1,179,200 in 1990, after Ronald Reagan was elected president and aggressively ramped up the war on drugs.
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The Devastating Consequences of Losing Your Parents to Mass Incarceration

REBECCA NATHANSON07.15.16
About half of federal prisoners are incarcerated for drug crimes. In 2019, more than 75 percent of people convicted of federal drug crimes were non-white, according to the Drug Policy Alliance.
“They did a great job with filling prisons with Black and brown folks and decimating our communities,” said Bonita ‘Bo’ Money, co-founder of the National Diversity and Inclusion Cannabis Alliance (NDICA), a group that advocates for equity in legal weed.
Roberts said conservative politicians pushed the narrative that Black communities were “hot beds for illicit drug use” and so pumped resources into over-policing Black neighbourhoods.
“Black communities were positioned as the scapegoat,” he said, despite the fact that Black and white people use drugs at similar rates.
Roberts said the DEA funnels millions of dollars into local police departments while teaming up with them for drug trafficking stings, which encourages them to enforce prohibition.
He said local law enforcement teams also pick up on the DEA’s “militarized approach to drug enforcement”—such as SWAT teams.
“A lot of the more frankly virulent approaches to policing like SWAT teams were born of the war on drugs,” Roberts said.
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Money’s organization NDICA is currently granting $2,700 to people leaving jail for cannabis crimes to help them transition back into society.
She said instead of funding agencies like the DEA, which has a history of corruption scandals, money should go towards reparations for communities harmed by the war on drugs, especially job training.
“We need more programs like that where we’re supporting folks who are getting out of prison that have been traumatized for spending 20, 30 years in prison for weed,” she said.
Roberts said there’s reason to be hopeful that agencies like the DEA will face more scrutiny, particularly as attitudes around drugs change.
Although cannabis is “the lowest hanging fruit,” he said 20 years ago it would have been unimaginable that so many states would be decriminalizing or selling weed.
The opioid crisis, which has hit white communities in middle America hard, has also disrupted the narrative that drug addiction is a problem limited to poor Black communities, he added.
“Hopefully we can get to a point where we’re investing more in public health solutions and less in institutions like the DEA. And maybe eventually we’ll realize that we don’t need it,” he said.
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2020.08.01 00:36 InfernoAA The Aerial Assassin Part Two: Two Birds

Part One: It Lives, It Breathes

Build to NXT Takeover: WarGames II

On the heels of consecutive Takeover losses, Will Ospreay takes a step back to assess the situation, a video promo airing where he talks about how every Takeover he’s been a part of, he’s put on the best match of the night and had all the people talking about him, but that’s not enough for him. He didn’t give up being champion all over the world to come to NXT solely for making other people look good. He came to be the top of the mountain and he’s been on the brink of that time and time again. Cole stole the Ladder match right from under his nose, Ricochet barely managed to beat him, and he took Dunne to a place where no one ever has before. He’s not content settling for second best, so even if his life depends on it, he’s ending his first year in NXT as champion.

Whilst Ospreay’s fortunes haven’t turned out the way he wanted, Ricochet and Pete Dunne both left Takeover with gold and are on a collision course, facing off in a Winner Takes All match for the NA and UK Titles. The match is a barnstormer as expected but the bout is cut short due to interference from Undisputed Era, the trio hitting the ring to draw a No Contest. Retrieving steel chairs from under the ring, they look to injure the two champions, only for Will Ospreay to make his return, wiping them out with a Springboard Crossbody, before sending them packing with chair shots of his own! When he made his TV debut, the two men now laying at his feet came to his aid to fight UE, Ospreay returning the favour, though radiating an air of tension, Ricochet and Dunne also happening to be the ones to halt his rise at Takeovers. They may be allies in the ongoing war against UE, but beyond that, one way or another, he needs to beat either of them for their gold, or he’ll just be another failure, won’t he? The show closes on a conflicted Ospreay looking down at the titles strewn on the mat.

The following week, William Regal kicks off the show to further the investigation on Aleister Black’s attacker when he’s interrupted by UE, Cole demanding his rematch for the NA Title, having lost it in Brooklyn. Due to the interference in last week’s main event, Regal makes it a Triple Threat instead, Dunne also getting another shot at the gold to Cole’s chagrin. As the UE Leader bemoans indignantly, out comes Ospreay, who also expresses his desire to challenge for the title! He would’ve left NOLA with it if it wasn’t for Cole, and as much as he respects Ricochet, he can’t let him have the title over himself, so he insists Regal makes the match a 4-way. Regal mulls over it, before announcing that although his claims to the title aren’t as strong, he can give him a match with Cole, and should he win, he’ll be added to the match! Cole is irate, but the match takes place in the main event nonetheless, Ospreay getting a chance to kill two birds with one stone by getting redemption for NOLA, as well as bag a title shot. UE run interference left and right, Ricochet and Dunne noticeably not coming to Ospreay’s aid this time, but instead, the War Raiders, who’ve begun to develop some issues with the Tag Champs in the background, chasing KOR & Strong off! With Cole distracted by the commotion taking place outside the ring, Ospreay rolls him up and scores the victory, adding himself to the match!

Unlike previous opportunities of the same magnitude, Ospreay enters the match with his head down, making sure not to get too ahead of himself but rather focus on the task at hand. The remaining competitors make their respective entrances too, before the 4 get down to action, an exhilarating contest ensuing. Each man gets their moment to shine, with Ospreay especially looking like a star, not pulling any punches. In the end, with Ricochet taking out Cole on the outside, it’s just Ospreay and Dunne left inside the ring, Dunne looking to finish Ospreay off the same way he did in Brooklyn, but as he goes to snap the fingers, Ospreay kicks his head off his shoulders, before connecting an OSCUTTER! THIS COULD BE IT! ALL THE PAIN AND SACRIFICE FINALLY PAYING OFF! 1…2…RICOCHET WITH A SPRINGBOARD 450° SPLASH TO BREAK UP THE FALL! HE TOSSES OSPREAY OUT OF THE RING AND COVERS DUNNE! 1…2…3! By the skin of his teeth, Ricochet has retained! As the One and Only is handed his title, he scans the bodies scattered over the place, admiring his victory, only for his view to stumble on a shocked Ospreay, who had the match won if it wasn’t for Ricochet stealing the cover from him. Ricochet gives him a sheepish shrug, having to do whatever it takes to retain, but Ospreay shakes his head, struggling to come to terms with failing another high-profile by a hair.

As tensions between Ospreay and Ricochet continue to mount, along with Dunne lurking in the background, Cole demands another rematch, claiming that it was already unfair he didn’t get a one-on-one match, but on top of that, he wasn’t even involved in the finish! Ricochet comes out to confront the man he’s been at odds with since joining NXT, the two mouthing off with each other, only for Cole to strike Ricochet, getting his brethren to join in on a 3-on-1 beatdown! Dunne races out, not to Ricochet’s aid, but merely due to his own interests in beating up Strong, but it’s still not enough, the numbers in UE’s favour! Ricochet and Dunne hold on, expecting Ospreay to come out as he has in the past… but there’s no response! Seemingly still disgruntled by Ricochet stealing his pin, as well as having been left high and dry in his own match with Cole, Ospreay leaves the two to fend for themselves, who predictably get mauled. As they pose over the two, Cole reaching down to scoop up the NA Title, this music hits. IT’S KASSIUS OHNO! RETURNING FROM INJURY, OHNO COMES TO THE AID OF THE CHAMPS! Cole looks like he’s seen a ghost, frozen to the spot as Ohno races to the ring and sends bodies flying left and right! He comes face-to-face with Cole, the two engaging in fisticuffs, Ohno getting the better of Cole to the fans’ delight! He does his signature pose… ONLY FOR BOBBY FISH TO NAIL HIM WITH A STEEL CHAIR FROM BEHIND! OHNO ISN’T THE ONLY MAN RETURNING TONIGHT, UE BACK AT FULL STRENGTH AGAIN! UE are elated to see Fish back, the 4 using the odds to lay Ohno out too, standing tall over the fallen faces, still no sign of Ospreay…

The following week, the taped-up trio of Ricochet, Dunne and Ohno are shown outside the locker room, discussing amongst themselves. Dunne is livid about Ospreay not helping them out, wanting to bust down the door and exact on him what he missed out on last week. Ohno seems to be interested in the idea, but Ricochet plays peacekeeper, suggesting they talk to him instead. Dunne doesn’t seem to like the idea, but Ricochet forces Dunne to acquiesce. Before they can enter the room though, Ospreay opens the door from the other end, clearly unimpressed by their bickering, taking a step back to let them in. Ricochet pushes in front of Dunne and Ohno, ensuring no unnecessary violence ensues, before questioning Ospreay about last week. Ospreay seems surprised he even asked, telling them to look at the state of their supposed ‘team’ combatting UE. They couldn’t even make a simple decision to talk to him without almost fighting within themselves, and now they expect Ospreay to help them out when they didn’t have the decency to do the same for him? Ricochet opens his mouth to speak, but Ospreay tells him to save it, before trudging off, leaving a glum Ricochet, and an exasperated Dunne and Ohno.

However, with Ospreay not coming to their aid, they decide to take matters into their own hands, challenging UE to a 3-on-4 Handicap match, UE hastily accepting. As expected, the number’s advantage is too difficult to overcome, especially with Dunne and Ohno eventually leaving Ricochet to take the wrath of all 4 members at once, Cole pinning Ricochet for the victory! However, as UE celebrate, the lights go out! As they come back on, UE look left and right, but nothing has changed, except… OSPREAY TAKES THEM OUT WITH STEEL CHAIR SHOTS FROM BEHIND! The Aerial Assassin bends the steel over their backs, before striking them down like bowling pins with a Moonsault! He grabs the NA Title off the canvas, eyeing the gold intently, only to notice Ricochet starting to stir, looking up at Ospreay. The air is tense… but Ospreay chucks the title to Ricochet, nodding to him, before grabbing a mic, Dunne and Ohno starting to turn back at this point, Ospreay’s arrival piquing their interest. Ospreay booms that he’s sick of UE thinking they run NXT, and dysfunctional team or not, the 8 of them are going to end this one way or another! Upon hearing that, Regal arrives, saying that in that case, there’s only one thing left to do; On November 17, at Takeover, it will be Ospreay, Ricochet, Dunne, and Ohno taking on Undisputed Era… IN WARGAMES! And so, the stage is set, the 8 men finally getting a chance to settle their issues in the steel structure! With war on the horizon, Ohno takes on Fish in a WarGames Advantage match, in which Fish comes out on top, giving UE the upper hand heading into the bout, a post-match brawl setting the scene for WG.


NXT Takeover: WarGames II

The 4-on-4 bout takes place in the night’s main event, the dysfunctional quartet making their entrances first, everything looking to be fine… until they start bickering on who should enter first, the team almost dissolving right there and then, until Ricochet races down to the ring, preventing any further arguments. UE are out next, mocking the trio locked in the other shark cage, before letting Cole start the match for their team, operating as smoothly as ever. Nonetheless, Ospreay and co. are ready for their foes. They don’t have to like each other, but they’re determined to get this done. Will that be enough to beat the men that won WG last year though?

Will Ospreay, Ricochet, Pete Dunne and Kassius Ohno vs The Undisputed Era – 4-on-4 WarGames

The heated rivalry between Ricochet and Cole sets the pace for the rest of the match, as the two men throw bombs at each other from the get-go, burning passion and hatred for one another fuelling their desire to beat the other. Ricochet uses his agility to evade strikes from Cole, firing back some of his own instead, but as he calls for an early La Quebrada, Cole guns him out of the air with a SUPERKICK! The One and Only is the first to be introduced to the unforgiving steel, Cole bashing Ricochet’s head against it, before dragging it across the wall’s full length! Only 5 minutes in, it’s already looking like an intensely personal war, the steel opening a cut on Ricochet’s forehead, but the NA Champ braves through the crimson to take the fight back to his oppressor, only for the buzzer to sound, summoning the arrival of Kyle O’Reilly! The former Future Shock tandem batter and bruise Ricochet for the next 3 minutes, KOR targeting the leg with strikes to immobilise him, whilst Cole sends further punishment his way, connecting an Ushigoroshi and a Florida Keys, before raining down fists on the cut to try and draw further blood!

Ricochet finally finds some reprieve as the buzzer sounds once more, signalling the arrival of one of his teammates! However, they don’t seem to be as well coordinated as UE, all 3 men wanting to get their hands on the quartet that’s been making their lives hell for months, but eventually, Ohno pries himself free from the writhing bodies, dashing down to the ring to exact revenge on the two men who injured him earlier in the year in NOLA! With nowhere to run for Cole & KOR this time, Ohno has his way with them, throttling heavy duty elbows to jar their skulls and using his power to manhandle his smaller foes, ragdolling them from ring to ring, before introducing them to the surrounding steel mesh, tattooing them with welts all over! Ricochet has his fair share of fun too, using Ohno as a springboard to deliver innovative high-flying manoeuvres to send UE reeling! Strong is out next, the Messiah of the Backbreaker immediately living up to his moniker by crunching Ricochet and Ohno’s spines across his knee, against the turnbuckles, and against the steel! With the handicap advantage back in UE’s favour, they leave their opponents hurting, pure vitriol behind every move as they do their level best to make sure Ricochet and co. leave on stretchers!

As another 3 minutes elapse, the playing field equalises once more, but not before further bickering between Ospreay and Dunne, tension from Brooklyn carrying over, until Dunne shoulders his way past and races to the ring, salivating to get his hands on Roddy! Strong legs it, attempting to take a trip up the walls like he did last year, only this time the one fleeing from a fight! He isn’t so successful in his escape though as Dunne meets him half-way up the cage, clobbering him with forearms to the mush! Strong attempts to fight back, even almost pulling off an Avalanche Backbreaker, but Dunne keeps his firm grip on the cage, instead tearing one of Roddy’s hands off the cage and snapping his fingers! Strong holds on for dear life with the other hand, only for Dunne to send him crashing to the mat with an X-PLEX! The two warring sides continue slugging it out, a stalemate ensuing as both teams put each other through the ringer, going for strikes, aerial moves and high-impact finishers, as well as the steel inviting more prisoners to torture! The clock begins counting down once again to the glee of UE, as their final member, Fish, is released from the shark cage!

He doesn’t head to the ring though, instead flashing a signal to Cole, who nods and smirks, a mastermind plan seemingly brewing. Fish turns to head towards Ospreay, pushing past the line of referees to get in Ospreay’s face, taunting him from the other side of the cage! Frustrated, Ospreay lashes out with a forearm through the bars, only to fall into the trap, Fish grabbing him arm and yanking forwards, sending Ospreay’s head crashing into the bars! He does it repeatedly, swatting away the referees as they attempt to intervene, until Will is knocked woozy, before starting to push the cage away from the ramp… and taking him to the edge of the stage! He gives the wounded Sky King a cheeky wave, who frantically rattles the cage doors, yelling to be let out, only for FISH TO SEND OSPREAY CRASHING OVER THE EDGE! The crowd gasp in unison as Fish strolls away from the rubble, dusting off his hands and leisurely heads to the ring, the rest of UE cackling and clapping, everything going to plan. Meanwhile, Ricochet and co. are in disbelief, now one member down, forced to defeat UE in handicap fashion!

Fish brings plunder into the ring, the likes of steel chairs, tables, ladders, chains, trash cans, the works, giving UE an endless supply of torture devices to utilise on their opponents, before locking the door, not letting anyone else in even if they wanted to! The war rages on inside the two rings, UE absolutely mauling their foes and celebrating as the final buzzer for the match sounds to make things official but no one comes to the handicapped teams aid. Ospreay is recovered from the wreck by the medical team, who load the Aerial Assassin onto a stretcher with a sense of urgency, wheeling him back up to the stage. As they try to take him to the back though, he begins resisting, feebly tugging at the harnesses binding him down! The medical team plead with him to stay put so they can take him to the ambulance, only for Ospreay’s resistance to become stronger, pushing them back and tearing away at the straps! Cole gets ready to finish the match, only to turn as he notices the commotion, UE perturbed as Ospreay begins shuffling his way back down to the ring, clearly hurting yet still not going down without a fight!

However, with the cage door sealed shut, as well as Fish & KOR rushing over to ensure it stays that way, Ospreay keeps moving forwards, before stopping at the cage walls. Cole mocks and taunts him, telling him there’s no way in, only for Ospreay to start climbing the wall! Cole panics, sending Strong up to meet him and shake him off the walls, only for Ospreay to reach and grab his head, knocking him against the walls a few times, before tossing him to the canvas! Cole sends the Tag Champs to stop Ospreay at the top of the cage, the double-team momentarily holding back the Aerial Assassin, only for him to send them tumbling too! Cole is alarmed, though too anxious to be able to do anything, watching as Ospreay perches himself at the top of the cage… SHOOTING STAR PRESS WIPES OUT ALL OF UE! OSPREAY THROWS CAUTION TO THE WIND, KNOCKING UE DOWN LIKE DOMINOES! Though he suffers another harsh landing, Ospreay has a triumphant look on his face, tanking through the pain to stand united with his team, the playing field finally equal once more!

The faces are in tatters, all four having suffered thanks to UE, almost getting into another argument, but the pain unifies them this once, the four pulling each other up and standing together as a united front in one ring! UE drag themselves up too in the other ring, the two teams coming face-to-face to create an incredible visual, before all hell breaks loose once more, all eight men going to war! Countless ruthless spots follow, weapons and bodies being thrown all over the place! Ospreay pulls off another insane spot, running up a ladder that’s bridged against the cage, before leaping back and connecting an OSCUTTER ON COLE ON THE STEEL BRIDGE! Eventually, bodies collapse one by one out of exhaustion, Ohno and Fish taking each other out, Dunne and Strong occupied with one another, before KOR finally takes a tumble as he eats an OsCutter, leaving Ospreay and Ricochet taking on Cole! What was once a numbers advantage belonging to UE is now turned against them, Cole on the opposite end of a 2-on-1 beatdown by Ospreay and Ricochet, who work together seamlessly to lay out the UE Leader, before scaling to opposite turnbuckles, nailing SIMULTANEOUS MOONSAULTS! No Superkicks left to pluck them out of the sky, the two men cover Cole together! 1…2…3!

Will Ospreay, Ricochet, Pete Dunne and Kassius Ohno def. The Undisputed Era (38:10)

THE WAR IS FINALLY OVER! OSPREAY, RICOCHET, DUNNE AND OHNO HAVE DEFEATED UE! The once crumbling team rises from the ashes, overcoming the faction that has tormented them for the past 7 months, gaining sweet, sweet revenge! The four celebrate their success, raising each other’s arms in victory whilst UE lay scattered across the mat. They pose at the top of the cage as the show comes to an end, but just before it goes to black, Ospreay turns to look at the NA Title dangling from Ricochet’s hands…


Build to NXT Takeover: Phoenix

With the war against UE finally over, the four faces split off to take care of their own business, Ricochet continuing to defend his NA Title, Dunne heading back to NXT UK to lead the brand, whilst Ospreay and Ohno remain in NXT, looking to further their careers through championship pursuit. With Ospreay also being involved in the deciding pinfall at WG, he challenges Ricochet to a bout for his NA Title, only to be answered by Ohno instead, who brings up how he never got the chance to compete for the gold due to UE, Ospreay receiving his opportunity instead, believing its only fair if the two duke it out to determine the One and Only’s next challenger. Ospreay agrees, Regal making the match official for the latter part of December, the winner facing Ricochet on the first episode of NXT in 2019!

The former allies go head-to-head the following week, Ospreay taking on Ohno in a high-stakes encounter! The Knockout Artist subdues Will using his impactful offense, connecting a Cyclone Kick, a Hero’s Welcome and a KO, but each time the Aerial Assassin wills himself back to his feet, not letting himself be knocked out! He responds by taking to the skies, connecting an SSP, a Rainham Maker and an Air Assassin, but the same result ensues, Ohno eating up the offense and returning to his feet! Ohno almost nabs the victory with a Kassius Klutch, but Ospreay just barely manages to get to the ropes to force the break! Eventually, Kassius goes to finish things off with the Ohno Blade, but as he spins around, Ospreay springs off the ropes and connects an OSCUTTER, securing the pinfall after a 20-minute war against one of the world’s best wrestlers! As Ospreay celebrates the huge victory after the match, Ricochet heads out from the back, applauding his rival, but it’s clear from his eyes that he’s prepared to do whatever it takes to beat Ospreay, Will almost defeating him back in Chicago, but with the most recent victory ultimately picked up by the NA Champ, one has to wonder what effect it has on Ospreay’s confidence heading into the match…

The long-awaited rematch, 7 months in the making, closes out the first NXT of the new year, the two receiving ample time to put on another classic. Ospreay is out first, looking more determined than he ever has been in his career, having fallen short time and time again, on the brink of victory in the 4-Way back in October only to have the match plucked from his hands by the current champion, believing that this has to be his moment. Ricochet is out next, slight concern in his eyes after the tactics he had to resort to last time, yet overpowered by pride and confidence. In another lengthy match between the two, they tear the house down, Ospreay coming close on multiple occasions to put down the Champ, only for rope breaks and desperate kick outs from Ricochet saving the match. In the end, Ospreay nabs a Silent Whisper to the jaw, staggering a defenceless Ricochet, before springing onto the ropes for the OsCutter… SUPERKICK BY JOHNNY GARGANO! WHAT THE HELL IS JOHNNY WRESTLING DOING?! As the referee throws the match out, Gargano gets all over Ospreay, pummelling the exhausted challenger with fists to the skull, before going after Ricochet too, cleaning house with a pair of Superkicks! As the crowd boo the recently-turned dark Gargano, he grabs a mic and stands over the fallen competitors, uttering ‘This is my moment’, before raising the NA Title high to close the show!

An exasperated Ospreay kicks off the following week, storming to the ring and calling out Gargano, only to receive no response. He taps the microphone against his head, trying to compose himself, only to lash out, exclaiming that for far too long, he’s been screwed out of opportunity after opportunity, someone always there trying to steal the spotlight from him! The world saw last week that they were going to crown a new NA Champion if it wasn’t for Gargano’s interference, and they saw that back in October too, success in the palm of hands. He’s done letting people walk all over him, so to Gargano or anyone else who wants to steal his spotlight, come out now so he can defeat all of them at once, before taking the NA Title that belongs to him! As he paces furiously about the ring, Gargano’s theme hits! Ospreay’s expression turns from peeved to ravenous, chomping at the bit to get his pound of flesh from Gargano, but as he waits, no one comes out! However, he senses movements coming from behind him, Gargano trying to jump Ospreay, but the Aerial Assassin is ready, spinning around to stop him dead in his tracks, before pouncing on Johnny, the two getting into a brawl! Ricochet hits the ring, wanting to get involved in the action too after finding himself on the opposite end of an attack from Gargano too! Ospreay goes for an OsCutter on Gargano, only for him to drag Ricochet into the line of fire, Ospreay dropping the NA Champ whilst Gargano slips to the outside, but there’s no regret in the Aerial Assassin’s eyes, instead staring down at Ricochet’s unmoving body, emotionless.

On the go-home show, with the NA Title scene in shambles, Regal heads out to announce the bout taking place at Takeover: Phoenix, but before he can do so, Gargano rushes out and demands to be put in the match! He adds that what he did to Ricochet and Ospreay was nothing personal, but as Aleister Black learned, you get in Gargano’s way, you wake up on your back. If he won’t be given the NXT Title, then he wants the NA Title instead! Regal retorts that he was considering banning Gargano from showing up in Phoenix altogether to ensure the show runs smoothly, to which Gargano complains that he’s Johnny Takeover so he should be at every show. Before the two can continue though, out comes Ospreay, stating that before, he would’ve sided with Regal and had no Gargano at the show, but now, he wants Gargano there because it’s the only way he can get his hands on the coward. Regal gives his words thought, but not for long as Ricochet comes out soon after, declaring that he doesn’t give a damn on who he has to face, exclaiming that he’ll take on both for all he cares. All he wants is that they cut the talking and get to fighting, because he’s getting tired standing around doing nothing. Regal agrees, stating that since the champion himself has decreed so, he’s happy to let the three of them fight it out amongst themselves in Phoenix for the NA Title! They don’t wait for then though, flinging themselves at each other early and engaging in a heated free-for-all! The show closes with Ricochet taking out Ospreay and Gargano with a Moonsault, the NA Champ trotting to the back with his gold, potential foreshadowing for Takeover…


NXT Takeover: Phoenix

Weeks of animosities have lead to this, as three men enter Takeover at each other’s throats, only one of them set to leave with the North American Title! Gargano enters first, decked out in Dark Phoenix inspired attire, followed by Ospreay in his signature cloak, Gargano evacuating the ring upon noticing the Aerial Assassin, Ricochet closing out the bunch, wearing Miles Morales inspired gear and hoisting his gold up high with pride. The three head to their respective corners, ready to shoot out of them as soon as the bell rings.

Will Ospreay vs Ricochet (c) vs Johnny Gargano – NXT North American Championship

Ospreay is the first to move, sprinting at Gargano, who moves out of the way, only for Ospreay to spring off the middle rope… DROPPING RICOCHET WITH AN OSCUTTER! Right out of the gates, Ospreay dropped the NA Champ and sent him bouncing out of the ring! Ospreay spins around, eyes locked on Gargano, who returns a look of shock. Ospreay bolts at Gargano again, except this time he doesn’t miss, the two swinging wild fists at one another, Gargano proceeding to knee Ospreay in the gut and try for a Baby Ace Crusher, only for Ospreay to perform a handstand and bounce back to his feet! The two rebound off the ropes, picking up momentum and attempting to floor the other with fast-paced high-flying moves, but both men are prepared, pulling out counter after counter, Ospreay eventually landing in his superhero pose as Gargano dashes at him, causing Johnny Wrestling to stumble back into the ropes. He feels the ropes lurch as Ricochet bounces off of them, decking Ospreay with a Springboard European Uppercut! He follows up with a Tornado DDT and a Rickrack to send Ospreay out of the ring, getting some of his own time with Gargano!

The action is more technical this time, Gargano wanting to slow down the pace to curtail Ricochet’s aerial manoeuvres, the One and Only struggling in the clutches of the Rebel Heart, but able to create the necessary separation just in time for Ospreay to return back inside, who decks both men with a Pip Pip Cheerio! The three trade hurricanranas, before Gargano decides to powder, having not had the opportunity to catch his breath yet unlike the other two competitors, but they go right after him, Ospreay shoving Ricochet out of the way and claiming Gargano as his own, taking him down with a Sasuke Special! Ricochet is hot on his heels though, delivering a Corkscrew Moonsault Plancha to wipe Ospreay out! Ospreay and Ricochet brawl outside the ring, Ricochet attempting to send Ospreay into the barricade, only for him to rebound off of it, attempting another OSCUTTER! Ricochet has him scouted this time, catching him mid-air with a Lungblower, only for Gargano to floor him with a Running Cannonball off the apron! Gargano takes both his opponents to the steel ramp, attempting to Suplex both of them, but it backfires, Ospreay and Ricochet slamming his back into the steel instead with a vicious tandem Snap Suplex!

They slide back inside the ring, continuing their fight from NXT TV, trading Suplexes, before taking to the skies, both trying for Shooting Star Presses, only for the other to get the knees up, both men left reeling! Ospreay goes for a Brainbuster on Ricochet, but as the Champ is upside-down, Gargano nails Ospreay with a Slingshot Spear, crumpling not only him, but also driving Ricochet’s head into the canvas with a snap! Gargano picks at the pieces, delivering a Rolling Solebutt to Ospreay, followed by a Lawn Dart! He turns his attention to Ricochet, connecting a Diced Bread, before sending him into the same corner as Ospreay, a Hesitation Dropkick killing two birds with one stone! Gargano drags Ricochet back to the centre, clamping on a GARGA-NO ESCAPE, only for Ospreay to cinch in an Iron Octopus on Gargano, forcing him to release and ram Ospreay repeatedly in the corner, setting him on the top rope. Gargano meets him there, connecting a flurry of punches to the head, only for Ospreay to slip through between his legs, pulling his head back for a Cheeky Nandos! He heads back to the top rope, attempting an Avalanche Sit-Out Powerbomb, but Gargano pulls back, going for an AVALANCHE HURRICANRANA… OSPREAY FLIPS ACROSS THE RING ONTO RICOCHET, NAILING HIM WITH A FRANKENSTEINER! As Ospreay powers back to his feet, he turns around into a SUPERKICK! 1…2…KICK OUT!

Gargano is beside himself, stomping his foot in the corner, signalling for another, only to eat a Silent Whisper from Ospreay! Ricochet pops onto Ospreay’s shoulders, delivering a Poisoned Frankensteiner! He scores a BENADRYLLER on Gargano, swooping into a cover of his own! 1…2…KICK OUT! Ricochet yanks Gargano back to his feet, connecting a VERTIGO, before racing to the top rope… 630° SENTON! BUT AS HE GOES FOR THE COVER, OSPREAY TOSSES RICOCHET OUT OF THE RING! 1…2…RICOCHET PULLS THE REFEREE OUT OF THE RING! Ospreay almost got his revenge from months ago, though the Champion was just one step ahead of him, but only one, unprepared for OSPREAY VAULTING OVER THE TURNBUCKLES TO WIPE RICOCHET OUT! As Ospreay goes to return back inside, he’s welcomed by a HANGMAN’S DDT FROM GARGANO! Gargano follows up with a SLINGSHOT DDT, before shooting the half! 1…2…NOOOOO! Anxious the match might slip from between his fingers, Gargano tears the mats up on the outside, attempting to Suplex Ospreay onto the exposed concrete… RICOCHET DROPS GARGANO ONTO IT WITH THE SKY IS FALLING! The impact sends shockwaves up Ricochet’s legs though, allowing Ospreay to capitalise and drape him over the top rope, connecting a BURNING STAR PRESS, followed by a RAINHAM MAKER and an OSCUTTERRRRRRRR! 1…2…2.99! RICOCHET’S FOOT GETS UNDER THE ROPE JUST IN TIME!

Ospreay is in disbelief, no better opportunity to win than that, and it was the ropes that saved Ricochet! Ospreay gets on Ricochet, raining down with strikes, letting all his anger seep out, until he lays on his back next to Ricochet, drained of all energy. He draws deep breaths as he stares up at the bright lights, remembering how it felt to stare up at them back in Chicago when he first lost to Ricochet in NXT. Determined to not let that happen again, Ospreay hauls himself back to his feet and up the ropes, perching himself on the top turnbuckle! He slowly rises before making a signal… HE’S GOING FOR THE 630° SENTON, THE MOVE THAT COST HIM LAST TIME! WAIT, GARGANO JOINS OSPREAY AT THE TOP… AVALANCHE HURTS DONUT! The impact sends Ospreay out of the ring, leaving Ricochet and Gargano alone, but as Gargano goes for a Superkick, Ricochet nails him with one of his own! He follows up with a Cross-Legged Samoan Driver, before heading to the top… 630° SENTON! 1…2…3!

Ricochet (c) def. Will Ospreay and Johnny Gargano to retain the NXT North American Championship (22:18)

Yet again, Ospreay had the match seemingly in the bag, only for Gargano to cost him it, before taking the pinfall himself, allowing Ricochet to retain! As the bell rings, the cameras reveal a forlorn Aerial Assassin at ringside, yet another opportunity squandered…


Build to NXT Takeover: New York

Following his loss at Takeover, Ospreay isn’t seen for a few weeks, leading to concern that Phoenix may have been the straw that broke the camel’s back, but those concerns are put to bed following a main event featuring Ricochet successfully defending his title, Ospreay’s music hitting to a grand ovation! As he heads down to the ring, Ricochet clutches his title a little tighter, before coming face-to-face with the Aerial Assassin. The two men stare at each other for a good few moments, unmoving, until Ospreay… extends his hand? Unlike previous times though, Ricochet isn’t buying it, sensing something fishy in the air. Instead, he grabs a mic and asks Ospreay what all of this about, showing up randomly after his match after being AWOL just to shake his hand? Ospreay sighs, nodding his head at Ricochet’s astute observation, telling him that over the weeks he’s been away, he’s done a lot of thinking.

He promised to end his first year without a championship, but clearly that hasn’t gone his way. He was considering coming out here and asking for another shot since he wasn’t pinned, until a better idea hit him. What if he doesn’t fight against Ricochet for gold… but with him? Solo, things just haven’t been going his way, so what if the two put their rivalry to bed for a while and enter the Dusty Classic together? Think about it, Ospreay and Ricochet, the dream team. If they wanted to, they could make this work, just like they did at WarGames, where Ospreay won his only Takeover fighting alongside the One and Only rather than against. He extends his hand once again, the offer still on the table. Ricochet responds, stating that when Ospreay started talking, he was hesitant, but… he does raise a fair point. He could leave New York as Double Champion, Ospreay could win his first piece of gold… He accepts! The two men finally share grins, the tension seeming to dissipate just like that, the two rivals teaming up!

In the first round, they face the well-oiled tandem of Marcel Barthel & Fabian Aichner, who bring a gritty fight out of their opposition, Ospreay & Ricochet eventually scoring the pinfall with an SSP/Moonsault combo, moving on! The second round is a much tougher draw as they face #DIY! Whilst Gargano headed into the Triple Threat alone, he tags with the NXT Champion Tommaso Ciampa this time, posting a near insurmountable performance, but Ospreay & Ricochet are able to soar that bit higher, a tandem OsCutte630° Senton on Ciampa allowing them to move to the Finals! En route there though, due to Ciampa being forced to vacate the NXT Title due to injury, Ospreay and Ricochet are placed in a #1 Contender’s Six-Pack Challenge involving Cole, Black, Velveteen Dream and Matt Riddle! The match is nonstop, Ospreay & Ricochet teaming up at certain points to take out the competition, but when they nail their tag team finisher on Dream, they argue over who should pin him, allowing Cole to slip in from behind and toss them out of the ring, stealing the pin for himself! The two seem to be heated after the match, getting into a bit of a shoving match, potential cracks starting to form in their relationship ahead of the Finals next week! They sweep it under the rug though, focusing their attention on the Finals instead, but the argument instils slight doubt in both men’s minds…

In the Finals, they face the team of Black & Ohno, the Knockout Artist leaving WG in the past and laying his loyalties with one of his former indie tag team partners. Ospreay & Ricochet don’t let it concern them though, no signs of last week’s argument showing up either, seemingly a red herring judging by their Finals performance. The two teams put on a Takeover-worthy performance, but in the end, Black & Ohno nail Ricochet with a Black Mass/KO Blow combo, Black pinning Ricochet for 3 whilst Ohno prevents Ospreay from breaking the fall up, the Sky King dropping to his knees as his dreams are shattered once more! After the match, Ospreay helps Ricochet up to his feet, the two men heading to the back with their heads hanging low in disappointment and shame at falling short after coming oh so close. They turn down a backstage interview, the silence speaking louder than any words they could possibly muster up in the moment.

With Takeover only a week away, the two men are left without a match, not having made any back-up plans in case of losing the Tournament, leading to them kicking off the following week, talking about their performance and how they don’t have matches at TO… before Ricochet turns to face Ospreay, saying that one year ago the two men debuted in NOLA in an NA Ladder match and have since gone on to share the ring more than anyone else over the past year… so one more wouldn’t hurt, right? Ospreay is caught off guard by the offer, believing the Tag Tournament would be his final shot, but Ricochet continues, saying he’s the #1 Contender and never got to finish his 1-on-1 match with him, so it only makes sense. Of course, if he doesn’t want the match, Ricochet can go searching for a different opponent… only for Ospreay to butt in, enthusiastically accepting! Before he gets too far ahead of himself though, Ricochet claims that since he’s giving him this match, it’s going to happen on his terms… IN A LADDER MATCH! One year ago, they were two of the last people duking it out on the Ladder, so this year, it’ll just be the two of them, the better man being the last one remaining at the top! Ospreay nods, the two men shaking hands to make the bout official, setting the stage for one final chance for Ospreay! Loss after loss after loss… could this be the one?


NXT Takeover: New York

Will Ospreay vs Ricochet (c) – NXT North American Championship Ladder Match

In another epic instalment in the long-running rivalry between Ospreay and Ricochet, they pull out all the stops, ranging from insane spots to sublime storytelling, Ricochet cutting Ospreay off at every twist and turn, until Ospreay finally breaks through, nailing the 630° Senton on Ricochet through a Ladder, before scaling to the top and unhooking the gold, becoming the new NA Champ!

Will Ospreay def. Ricochet (c) to win the NXT North American Championship (27:37)

OSPREAY’S DREAM HAS COME TRUE! AFTER ONE LONG YEAR OF BEING DENIED, OSPREAY IS THE NEW NXT NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPION! Tears roll down his cheeks as he holds the title up high, winning his first piece of gold in NXT!
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2020.07.29 00:56 InfernoAA The Aerial Assassin Part One: It Lives, It Breathes

Will Ospreay is arguably one of the best wrestlers in the world today, his stock growing rapidly in recent months and years. His run in NJPW has been highly impressive thus far, becoming a 3-time IWGP Junior Heavyweight Champion, a 1-time NEVER Openweight Champion, a 2-time Best of the Super Juniors Winner, and is the current RevPro British Heavyweight Champion. He’s known for his classics over the years against the likes of Shingo Takagi, KUSHIDA, and Hiromu Takahashi, and has just come off of an incredible 2019, being the first man to compete in every NJPW tournament over the course of one calendar year. However, one must wonder what a world without the Aerial Assassin in NJPW would look like. Or rather, what if he went to WWE instead? That brings us to our starting point – 2018.


Prologue: Sunset in Tokyo

It’s currently the main event of NJPW’s 46th Anniversary Show, featuring IWGP Junior Heavyweight Champion Will Ospreay taking on his CHAOS stablemate, IWGP Heavyweight Champion Kazuchika Okada, in the traditional Champion vs Champion match. Ospreay has been trying for the OsCutter throughout the match, but at each twist and turn, Okada has been there to stop him. Nonetheless, the Aerial Assassin goes to the well once again… OKADA COUNTERS INTO A TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER! The CHAOS Leader calls for his patented Rainmaker, but Ospreay has enough wits about him to counter into a Sit-Out Powerbomb! He nails some heavy duty strikes on Okada, before going for the OsCutter yet again, only for Okada to connect a picture-perfect Dropkick, followed by a huge German Suplex!

He manages to follow up with a devastating RAINMAKER but maintains wrist-control, wanting to land his third in the match! Ospreay shows resilience, attempting to counter into one of his own, but he receives a SPINNING TOMBSTONE for his troubles! He peels Ospreay off the mat, before taking one last look into his stablemate’s eyes, connecting a THIRD RAINMAKER! 1…2…3! Okada has defeated Ospreay! Heading into this match, there had been rumblings that this would be the Sky King’s final match with the promotion, and those would be confirmed after the match, Ospreay taking his final bows in front of the loyal Japanese crowd, before laying his title on the canvas and embracing the man that brought him in – Okada. A fitting and emotional farewell for Ospreay, but as the sun sets in Tokyo, what’s next for him?


NXT Takeover: New Orleans

Scheduled to open the show is the hotly anticipated 7-man Ladder match to crown the inaugural NXT North American Champion, featuring: Adam Cole, Ricochet, Kassius Ohno, Velveteen Dream, EC3, Killian Dain, and Lars Sullivan. However, complications would arise on the pre-show as Ohno is found laid out backstage, Cole and Kyle O’Reilly standing over the Knockout Artist’s body, giving him a taste of his own medicine! Ohno gave Cole a run for his money a few weeks ago on TV, the bad taste from the match still lingering in UE’s mouths, thus getting some retribution over him and effectively writing him out of the Ladder match, giving Cole better odds at winning.

The duo slink away from the scene before they’re noticed, William Regal arriving only a few moments after upon hearing the yells of agony from Ohno. The NXT GM frantically calls for the medical team, who load Ohno onto a stretcher, looking to be seriously injured. With the show about to go live in only a few minutes, Regal looks around panicked, not having a replacement for Ohno, until… a slender shadow appears as wrestling boots clatter on the floor, Regal suddenly relaxing and nodding to the figure that’s appeared off-screen…

As the main show finally begins, each Ladder match competitor makes their respective entrances, capped off by Ricochet’s first live appearance, which receives a huge ovation. As the 6 men chomp at the bit to get things started, Regal appears on stage, announcing that whilst Ohno isn’t cleared to compete, there will still be 7 competitors in the match, and he’s found the perfect replacement! Introducing NXT’s newest signee… this theme hits. IT’S WILL OSPREAY!!! The crowd erupt from their seats at the sight of the Aerial Assassin, caught off guard by the former NJPW star’s arrival, Ospreay bolting down to the ring to get the action underway!

Will Ospreay vs Adam Cole vs Ricochet vs Velveteen Dream vs EC3 vs Killian Dain vs Lars Sullivan – NXT North American Championship Ladder Match

Cole is incredulous at the sight of Ospreay, expecting to have an easier road to the title with Ohno out of the way, only for the situation to muddy once again! Meanwhile, Ricochet flashes a look of surprise but also eagerness, knowing exactly what Ospreay has to bring to the table. The others aren’t lucky enough to have the time to react though, as Ospreay immediately wipes them out with a SPRINGBOARD SHOOTING STAR PRESS! He goes hog wild in the opening moments of the match, taking out people left and right using his gifted athleticism, until he finds himself one-on-one in the ring with Ricochet! The crowd come unglued as the two rivals stare each other down, having previously fought each other in the likes of NJPW, EVOLVE, PWG, OTT, now finally getting the chance to compete in the hallowed lands of NXT in both men’s debuts! Or so they think, the party getting crashed by Lars and Dain! They have another thing coming for them though, as Ospreay and Ricochet nod to each other, teaming up to take out the behemoths, connecting stereo Dropkicks to send them out of the ring, followed by a pair of Moonsaults to wipe them out!

Their momentum is momentarily shelved however, as Dream comes in from behind with a ladder to take the two men out, the match proceeding to ensue much like it did in real life moving forwards, only this time having the wildcard of Ospreay, who performs insane aerial feats that only he can pull off. At one point, Cole is desperately climbing up the ladder, only for Ospreay to thwart his plans with an OSCUTTER! EC3 rushes into the ring, wanting The One Percent on Ospreay, but it’s countered into a STUNDOG MILLIONARE! Dream enters the ring, going for a Dream Valley Driver, Ospreay flipping out and connecting a Hook Kick, before dropping Dream with an ESSEX DESTROYER! With no one else in sight, Ospreay races up the ladder as fast as he can, mere inches from the title dangling above the ring… only for Ricochet to appear on the other end! The two rivals duke it out, trading forearms and whatnot whilst periodically reaching out for the title, until Ricochet manages to connect a flurry of forearms on Will, attempting to knock him off the top! The Aerial Assassin holds on, though scaling down a few rungs.

As Ricochet reaches for the title once again, Ospreay slips to his side of the ladder, hammering him with shots to the back to stop him, the two once again trading fists, only for Ospreay to get the upper hand this time, before getting Ricochet into position… SPANISH FLY THROUGH A LADDER BRIDGE! The two rivals lay motionless in the carnage as the fans go nuts for another breath-taking spot from Ospreay, the British star really coming into his own in his debut! Eventually, a row of ladders are set up in the ring, all 7 men scrambling to retrieve the title, falling down one by one until only one ladder remains, Ricochet all alone after taking out Sullivan! Not for long though, as Ospreay springboards off the ropes and onto the ladder, looking to steal the match right from under the One and Only’s nose! The two men once again trade blows, the last man standing most surely set to be the victor… COLE APPEARS AT THE BASE OF THE LADDER! Ospreay and Ricochet look around anxiously, unable to do anything but accept their fate as Cole tips the ladder over, sending both men crashing to the canvas! The UE Leader resets the ladder before scaling to the top and UNHOOKING THE GOLD! COLE IS THE INAUGURAL NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPION!

Adam Cole def. Will Ospreay, Ricochet, Velveteen Dream, EC3, Killain Dain, and Lars Sullivan to win the NXT North American Championship (31:24)

Whilst the match didn’t go the way Ospreay had hoped it would, he put on an exceptional debut performance, leaving the world buzzing in the days that followed, ecstatic at Ospreay’s arrival on the Black and Gold brand!


Build to NXT Takeover: Chicago II

A few weeks after Takeover, UE kick off the show to celebrate leaving not only with the NA Title, but also retaining the Tag Titles, as well as winning the Dusty Rhodes Tag Team Classic. The trio, including the newly-joined Roderick Strong, feed their egos for a while, living their best lives. That is, until ‘Elevated’ hits and out comes Ospreay! The Aerial Assassin soaks in the hot reaction from the Full Sail faithful, before strolling to the ring with a mic in hand and coming face-to-face with Cole, who flashes him a contemptuous look, Ospreay returning a cheeky grin. He makes his signing with NXT official to a positive reaction, before admitting that he was slightly disappointed that he didn’t walk out of Takeover with gold, but he was the talk of the town over the actual winner, so it seems the people want to see him more as Champion. He offers to Cole for them to fix that with Ospreay facing Cole for his title, but Cole shoots the challenge down, declaring that Ospreay didn’t even deserve to be in the match unlike Cole who made NXT worth watching again. O’Reilly butts in that the only thing Ospreay deserves is what Ohno got – a beatdown!

Cole hushes KOR, reminding him that no one’s supposed to know about it, who returns a sheepish look. Cole does agree with him though, ordering KOR & Roddy to form a semi-circle around Ospreay, Ospreay whipping left and right to try and stop them, but as they get ready to attack, Ricochet’s theme hits and out sprints the One and Only! UE back up a bit as Ospreay and Ricochet stand together, the latter taking exception to Cole also costing him the match, but UE still have the numbers advantage, deciding to attack anyway! Ospreay and Ricochet hold their own for a bit but it’s not enough, UE getting the upper hand… only for PETE DUNNE’S MUSIC TO HIT, THE UK CHAMPION BOLTING DOWN TO THE RING LIKE A HOUSE ON FIRE! At the sight of the Bruiserweight, UE powder, Dunne still seething from Strong’s betrayal. He exchanges tense stares with Ospreay and Ricochet, before turning back to look at the fleeing UE, the faces standing tall at the end of the day.

As a result of the three wanting to get their hands on UE, Regal makes the match official, the two sides squaring off a couple weeks later in Six-Man Tag Team action. Whilst Ospreay and Ricochet display great synergy, having prior established chemistry, Dunne doesn’t bother to confer anything with them, his sole focus on Strong. UE work well together as a unit, Strong finding his footing with the group relatively quickly. Nevertheless, the faces’ drive to win allows them to prevail in the end as Dunne lands a Bitter End on Strong, Ricochet wipes out Cole with a Tope Con Hilo, and Ospreay nabs the OsCutter on KOR, getting the victory for his team! A huge first win for Ospreay as he scores one over some of the biggest stars on the brand, posing on the top turnbuckle as UE retreat to the ramp, disdain etched on their faces. As he hops back down, Dunne has already left the scene, leaving him to look at Ricochet, the show closing on the shot of both men.

Though Ospreay had intentions to follow up on his challenge to Cole, it seems it’ll be a while till he can get the chance to do so, UE involved in rivalries with Dunne, Lorcan and Burch at the moment, instead having some time to prove himself as a worthy contender. He takes on Lio Rush in his first singles match in NXT, coming away with the victory as the OsCutter spells the end for Lio’s night, before battling the much larger Chris Dijak, another W in his books. Meanwhile, Ricochet has also been racking up some pinfalls for himself, showcasing his own set of dazzling talents, quickly becoming a large attraction for the brand. With the two top-level performers outdoing the rest of the competition on a weekly basis and having championship intentions in their sights, there’s only one logical thing for them to do – find out who the better man is.

Thus, Ospreay kicks off the show one week, claiming that whilst gold is still very much so on his radar, he caught something else flying in his zone and he needs to strike it down before he can elevate himself even further. He calls out Ricochet, who meets him in the ring, saying that they’ve done battle from company to company, but never have they had the opportunity to clash one-on-one on the grand stage that is Takeover, so how about it? Ospreay vs Ricochet in Chicago? He extends his hand, the One and Only eyeing it for a few moments before accepting, setting the stage for what is sure to be an enthralling clash! The two men give their thoughts heading into the match, Ospreay mentioning how he has more victories over Ricochet, believing that despite Ricochet’s exceptional abilities, the story will remain the same with his hand raised. Ricochet responds, admitting that whilst Ospreay has gotten the better of him in the past, he won their first ever encounter, so it only makes that he’s also going to be the one to end it with him standing tall. He may have stolen his thunder once in NOLA, but lightning never strikes twice, and that will prove to be Ospreay’s downfall.

NXT Takeover: Chicago II

Arguably the most anticipated match of the night, the world is ready to witness the next instalment in the series of Ospreay vs Ricochet, taking place live at Takeover! The two men make their respective entrances, receiving a split 50/50 reaction, already making apparent that this one is sure to go down to the wire. They shake hands and back off to their corners, before the bell rings, the match officially underway!

Will Ospreay vs Ricochet

The two circle about the ring, teasing lunges at each other whilst keeping eye contact, before they eventually get into a collar-and-elbow tie-up, Ricochet shooting for Ospreay’s waist and slamming him to the mat, Ospreay responding by turning it around, now having the lock employed whilst on Ricochet’s back, who struggles to find a way out. Ospreay spins on Ricochet’s back, keeping him grounded whilst toying with him at the same time, but a frustrated Ricochet grabs at Ospreay’s leg to stop him, before getting wrist-control. Ospreay twists and turns to break free, grounding Ricochet with a headlock, only for Ricochet to wrap his legs around Ospreay’s neck, forcing him to kip up out of it and fall into a headlock from Ricochet, the two exchanging holds at a frenetic pace, each time managing to kip up out of it, until they kip back up to their feet simultaneously! Ospreay immediately bounces off the ropes for an OsCutter attempt, Ricochet catching and setting him down as he wags his finger, before rebounding off the ropes himself, Ospreay dropping down and Ricochet cartwheeling over, following with a handspring backflip over Ospreay as he tries to go after him! Ricochet whips back and charges at Ospreay, only for the Sky King to vault over him and roll backwards, Ricochet flipping over Ospreay’s body, who arm drags him into the ropes, Ricochet handspringing off and going for an arm drag of his own, only for Ospreay to cartwheel with it and deliver an Armbreaker to it! Ricochet recoils into the ropes, staring Ospreay down and drawing in deep breaths, Ospreay winking at him, but Ricochet shakes it off, ready for Round 2.

Ricochet makes the first move this time, rebounding off the ropes and flooring Ospreay with a Shoulder Tackle, Ospreay kipping back up and dropping him with one of his own, only for Ricochet to get back up and get in Ospreay’s face, the two engaging in a shoving contest, until Ricochet rolls under an incoming Lariat, instead going for a Headscissor Takedown on Ospreay, who sees it coming and handsprings away, walking it off. However, he doesn’t sense Ricochet throwing a Dropkick as he turns around, getting blasted in the chest and out of the ring! Ricochet follows up with a Slingshot Crossbody to wipe out Ospreay, before returning back inside the ring, calling for La Quebrada, only to land in his patented superhero pose! However, Ospreay uses the opportunity to sneak around the ring to the other side, grabbing Ricochet’s leg from behind and dragging him out of the ring, going for a German Suplex! Ricochet rotates mid-air onto his feet though, before going for a Heliocentricity, only for Ospreay to roll out of the way and trip Ricochet’s leg on the way down to faceplant him, connecting an SSP on his back, followed by a Moonsault with Double Knees! As Ricochet clutches his back in agony, trying to pull himself to his feet, Ospreay takes to the sky with a SASUKE SPECIAL, flooring him once more! He takes Ricochet to the apron, attempting the German once again, only for Ricochet to push him away towards the ring post, Ospreay flipping off and onto his feet on the floor, Ricochet though connecting THE SKY IS FALLING!

Ricochet rolls Ospreay back inside, before going to head in himself, but Ospreay pops back up and connects a Hangman’s DDT, followed by a Double Foot Stomp to the back of the head, crunching Ricochet against the canvas! He shoots the half but Ricochet kicks out, prompting Ospreay to keep working over him, landing a Slingshot Rolling Senton and a Hesitation Dropkick, before tossing Ricochet out of the corner and going for an Essex Destroyer, only for Ricochet to toss him off and crumple him with a BENADRYLLER! Ricochet drives for a cover, only this time Ospreay kicks out, Ricochet cracking his neck as he gets ready to return the hurt on his foe. He Irish Whips Ospreay into the middle turnbuckle, connecting a Tiger Feint Kick and a Springboard European Uppercut, followed by HELIOCENTRICITY! He nails a Northern Lights Suplex, before rolling through into a Delayed Vertical Suplex, going for another cover, only for Ospreay to kick out again! Frustrated, he goes for a Rickrack, but Ospreay pushes off him and springs off the ropes, Ricochet attempting a Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker, only to be spiked on his dome with a Tornado DDT! Ospreay lands a Pip Pip Cheerio, before going for a Running SSP, only for Ricochet to evade, but Ospreay lands on his feet and leaps off the top rope with a Moonsault attempt, Ricochet rolling out of the way once again, Ospreay trying a Standing Moonsault as soon as he lands, Ricochet yet again moving, but has nowhere to go as Ospreay finally connects a close-range SSP! With Ricochet winded, Ospreay strikes a second time, landing a RUNNING 540° CORKSCREW SENTON BOMB! COVER! 1…2…KICK OUT!

Ospreay tries to go big with an Air Assassin but Ricochet gets the knees up, thwarting his attempts, and socks him in the jaw with a Superman Punch! He follows up with a Jumping Corkscrew Roundhouse Kick and a Cross-Legged Samoan Driver, before cradling Ospreay and hoisting him up, going for a Suplex of sorts, only for Ospreay to counter into a STUNDOG MILLIONARE! Ricochet teeters on his feet whilst Ospreay struggles back up, going for the OSCUTTER… Ricochet counters with a Leg Hook Belly-to-Back Suplex! Ospreay crashes down hard on the top of his shoulders but tries to still keep going, running straight into a Backflip Kick! Ricochet drags Ospreay with him to the top rope, wanting to go high risk for high reward, only for Ospreay to fight back and drop onto the apron, before springing back up to the top rope, attempting an AVALANCHE HURRICANRANA… RICOCHET LANDS ON HIS FEET! The One and Only walks it off like it’s nothing whilst Ospreay watches in shock, still grabbing at his shoulders from the Suplex, before charging at Ricochet, who pops him up to the middle rope. Ricochet runs in this time, but Ospreay gets a headscissors, bouncing Ricochet’s head off the turnbuckle, before setting him on the middle rope, blasting him with a CHEEKY NANDOS! He follows up with a Sit-Out Powerbomb attempt, only for Ricochet to connect a hurricanrana and a European Uppercut, but Ospreay shakes them off, leaping onto Ricochet’s shoulders from behind and landing a POISONED FRANKESTEINER! Ricochet stumbles into the corner but is able to evade an incoming Shotgun Dropkick, instead tossing Ospreay HALF WAY ACROSS THE RING WITH A HIGH-ANGLE GERMAN SUPLEX! OSPREAY SELLS IT LIKE DEATH!

The referee starts counting as neither man responds, Ospreay and Ricochet sluggishly back up to their feet at 8, only for Ricochet to take Ospreay right down again with a DISCUS LARIAT! With Ospreay looking to be out of it, Ricochet clambers to the top, slightly slowed down by his back, which Ospreay targeted early in the match, but nonetheless fit to soar. Ricochet measures his man, Ospreay in the drop zone, before going for the 630° SENTON… OSPREAY BOUNCES BACK UP AND CONNECTS AN AVALANCHE SPANISH FLY! RICOCHET IS STUNNED, OSPREAY FOLLOWING UP WITH AN OSCUTTER! BUT HE CAN’T COVER, RICOCHET ROLLING INTO THE ROPES! Ospreay slams the mat in frustration, before desperately getting back up, dragging Ricochet to the centre of the ring and nailing a Robinson Special! He clasps his hands, calling for another OsCutter, but Ricochet collapses beforehand, causing Ospreay to stop and land on his feet. He instead snaps Ricochet back for a German Suplex, before dropping him to a knee with a Hook Kick, setting up the OsCutter once more… only to stop. He remembers how Ricochet collapsed last time, and not wanting to risk that happening again, he decides to go another route. He nails Ricochet with another Hook Kick, before sweeping out his legs from underneath him and scaling to the top rope, getting in position… WAIT, HE’S GOING FOR THE 630° SENTON! RICOCHET’S FINISHER AT OSPREAY’S DISPOSAL… RICOCHET MOVES OUT OF THE WAY, OSPREAY CRASHING HARD ON HIS BACK! RICOCHET WITH A HELIOCENTRICITY! RICOCHET TO THE TOP THIS TIME… 630° SENTON CONNECTS! 1…2…3!

Ricochet def. Will Ospreay (24:42)

Ospreay got too comfortable with himself, going for Ricochet’s finisher instead of his own, and that cost him big time, Ricochet putting him down for 3 after an absolute war between the two rivals! Ricochet drags himself back up, whilst Ospreay draws laboured breaths on the mat, the 630 driving all the air out of his lungs. Ricochet goes over to help him back up but Ospreay refuses, using the ropes to get up himself, not wanting to lose his pride too. Ricochet offers him a handshake, Ospreay pondering over it, before accepting, the two rivals showing respect to one another. As Ricochet leaves the ring, Ospreay can’t help but feel distraught at the loss, heading into the match with all the confidence in the world but leaving with only a fraction of it…


Build to NXT Takeover: Brooklyn 4

Following his loss at Takeover, Ospreay’s questioned in a backstage interview what his upcoming goals are, to which he responds that heading into Chicago, he would’ve thought the North American Title was next on his list, but it seems it’ll be a while before he’ll be able to get his hands on the gold. Beyond that, he honestly didn’t have a back-up planned, but he does have a match at the UK Tournament, so perhaps returning home will help him think. And so, Ospreay competes on Night 2, teaming with the man he just lost to in Ricochet and the NXT Champion Aleister Black to take on the team of Lars Sullivan, Velveteen Dream and EC3, the three men putting on a great showing and coming away with the victory as Ospreay connects the OsCutter on EC3, gaining a pinfall in home sweet home, rebounding from the loss in Chicago. As he picks up the win, he’s caught off guard by the sudden erupt of cheers, receiving one of the loudest ovations out of anyone over the weekend, the people he grew up in front of showering him with adulation. In a spur-of-the-moment decision, he grabs a mic as his music cuts off, before asking that with NXT UK made officially the previous night… who wants to see him as the face of the brand as UK Champion? He’s met with resounding cheers and chants of ‘UK Champ’, nodding his head and grinning as he tells the winner of Pete Dunne vs Zack Gibson to watch out, because he’s coming for the title! Whilst the NA Title seems to be out of reach, the people very much so want to see him fighting for the UK Title, so it seems that might just be the next goal on Ospreay’s list!

Off the bat of Ospreay’s huge announcement, he calls out any NXT UK talent to come out and face him so he can prove he’s worthy of the lofty challenge, which prompts the arrival of Joseph Connors, who’s livid after being eliminated in the recent tournament’s first round, itching to take his rage out on someone. With Ospreay calling, the two have a solid bout that sees Ospreay pick up the victory, putting down his fellow countryman. He calls out once again the following week, this time facing Dave Mastiff in a tougher contest, but the result remains the same as Ospreay starts picking up momentum. On the third week of his challenge, out comes Zack Gibson! Liverpool’s Number One says it’s time for Ospreay’s games to be over as there’s only one man that deserves to hold the gold and that’s him. Whilst Ospreay beat a couple people here and there, he went through a whole tournament and won, but then Dunne got lucky in their match and barely survived against a knackered challenger. He guarantees that with another opportunity, he’s sure to give NXT UK a real Champion. Ospreay tells him to quit yapping and start fighting, the two having themselves a match, Gibson giving Will a run for his money, only to fall to the OsCutter as well, Ospreay scoring a hattrick of victories!

With 3 under his belt, he beckons Dunne to come out and face him… only to receive no response. He tries again, but still nothing. Peeved, he heads to the back and to Regal’s office, asking him where Dunne is, wanting a match for his title, Regal responding that Dunne is busy overseas so he’s not available to defend his title at the moment, but he’s seen the work Ospreay is putting in and agrees it should warrant an opportunity of some sort. So, he’ll do what he can, but in the meantime, he should just keep picking up victories, Ospreay responding with a disappointed but understanding nod. Thus, he’s seen scouting backstage for any new opponents, only to find himself more becoming irritated that Dunne isn’t here to defend his title, deciding to take a walk around the building. He sees Ricochet preparing for an upcoming NA Title opportunity, before remembering how that could’ve been him had he won at Takeover instead of having to lounge around in wait for the champ, but continues walking.

He stumbles across a distressed Tyler Bate a little further on, who recently had to throw in the towel for Trent Seven, Moustache Mountain losing the Tag Titles in the process, Seven still shelved for a couple more weeks. Ospreay decides to approach Bate, who doesn’t seem to be up for a conversation, but Ospreay pushes him on anyway, asking about Dunne in hopes of finding out when he’ll finally show up, only for Bate to ignore him. Ospreay doesn’t take too kindly to it, but as he goes to lay his hand on Bate’s shoulder, the inaugural UK Champ rocks him with a straight right to the jaw, snapping as Ospreay recoils in surprise! He says that he has Tag Titles and an injured partner to focus on, but since Ospreay’s so impatient to have a match with Dunne, he’ll knock some sense into him first so Dunne doesn’t have to waste his time with him, Ospreay vs Bate scheduled for the following week! Therefore, Ospreay clashes with Dunne’s BSS stablemate, the two putting on a brilliant match that sees the Sky King prevail yet again, capitalising on a mentally distracted Bate to put him down for 3!

After the match, this music hits and OUT COMES PETE DUNNE! The United Kingdom Champion gives a cold stare to the man that’s been calling him out for weeks, before striking his signature pose with the title clenched between his teeth, acknowledging Ospreay’s challenge. Ospreay mouths off to him that he’s going to take the gold from him, but Dunne’s expression doesn’t change, ever the stone-cold killer. With the two men acquainted, Regal appears on stage and says that he thought about Ospreay’s words, and well, here’s the man he wanted. So at Takeover: Brooklyn 4, it will be Will Ospreay challenging Pete Dunne for the United Kingdom Championship! Ospreay grins at the opportunity to properly rebound from Chicago by winning gold, whilst Dunne returns a stoic look, not caring about whose teeth he gets to knock down their throat.

NXT Takeover: Brooklyn 4

Since his loss to Ricochet, we’ve seen a much more determined Ospreay, hungry for gold and looking to make good on his words. However, Dunne has been on quite the run himself, notching 12 successful title defences since winning the strap last year, so the Aerial Assassin is sure to be in for a difficult bout. Ospreay makes his entrance first, decked out in a Union Jack cloak, fitting attire for the match at hand. Dunne is out next, title hanging from his teeth and looking menacing as ever as he strides to the ring, ready to claim another victim to his long list. As the two men butt heads, the question is asked: Will unlucky title defence #13 be the end of Dunne’s 455-day reign or is another shortcoming written in the books for Ospreay?

Will Ospreay vs Pete Dunne (c) – WWE United Kingdom Championship

The two lock-up to start things off, but unlike the match with Ricochet, it’s clear who the power belongs to here, Dunne easily pushing Ospreay into the ropes, before teasing not giving him a clean break, only to pat him on the chest and back away. Ospreay brushes off the gesture, instead locking up again, but as he tries to sweep Dunne’s legs out from underneath him in order to have the higher ground, Dunne jumps over and clamps onto Ospreay’s wrist, contorting it and trying to bring it down to the canvas! Ospreay smoothly twists his way out of the predicament, only for Dunne to twist him back in just as efficiently, setting Ospreay’s hand on mat, going to stomp the digits! Ospreay pulls back immediately, Dunne coming up empty but still bearing a malicious sneer as he looks at the Aerial Assassin. Ospreay uses the opportunity to get a single leg takedown on Dunne, the Bruiserweight backpedalling himself to safety as Ospreay looks to unload with strikes, now Ospreay looking down at his foe! As Dunne pulls himself back up, Ospreay rushes him in the ropes, before returning the favour with a condescending pat on the chest of his own, only for Dunne to grab the fingers and perform some joint manipulation!

Ospreay yelps out in pain as Dunne sets him against the canvas once again, this time not as lucky with escaping as Dunne stands on his hands with both feet, before kicking his elbow in! Ospreay scrambles to safety as he grabs the point of his elbow, lit up in agony, a noticeable target for Dunne to continue working on. Ospreay uses the ropes to steady himself as he’s getting back to his feet, only for Dunne to kick the elbow off the ropes, Ospreay once again retreating as pain jolts through his arm! Dunne advances towards Ospreay, wanting to continue torturing him, only to eat a Dropkick to the mush for his troubles, Dunne rolling outside the ring, Ospreay following suit with a beautiful Sasuke Special, landing perfectly on his feet! He goes to retrieve Dunne, only for the Bruiserweight to grab his arm and cinch in a KIMURA LOCK! He also bends the fingers at the same time, providing double trouble for Ospreay, who unleashes a flurry of kicks to Dunne’s side to loosen the pressure, before deadlifting him off the floor and slamming him onto the apron! Dunne’s hold releases, Ospreay given a chance to take a breather… ONLY FOR DUNNE TO CINCH IT IN AGAIN!

This time the pressure’s even tighter, Ospreay feeling his arm go numb rapidly, forced to summon all his strength and slam Dunne onto the steel steps! Dunne once again lets go, back racked with pain and Ospreay given a chance to recover, yet the Kimura is clamped on a THIRD TIME, Dunne doing everything he can to injure Ospreay’s arm, but the third time is the final time, as Ospreay tosses Dunne back-first into the steel post, Dunne finally slumping to the floor! Ospreay rolls in and out of the ring to break the referee’s count, before nailing a Hesitation Dropkick on Dunne, who’s seated against the steel steps, followed by repositioning him against the barricade, another missile-like Dropkick connecting! Ospreay chucks Dunne inside, before heading to the top rope, delivering a Pip Pip Cheerio using his left arm, pain still coursing through the right. Ever the adaptable wrestler though, Ospreay finds his way around it, following up with a No-Handed Handspring 540° Kick, followed by a No-Handed La Quebrada! He nurses his right arm before going for the cover, using his left arm once again to hook the legs, Dunne kicking out! Ospreay goes for a Running SSP, connecting, but comes up empty with a middle rope Phoenix Splash, Dunne managing to pull himself out of the way!

Dunne goes for the arm once again, straightening it out and stomping on the elbow joint! He gets wrist control, stretching Ospreay’s arm whilst stomping on his ribs, wanting to break any and every bone in sight, before face-washing Ospreay across the face with boots! Ospreay uses the disrespect to channel his rage, popping to his feet and kicking Dunne across the head! He pries off Dunne’s grip on him, before doubling him over with a Spin Kick to the gut and a series of thrust kicks to the bridge of the nose, Dunne forced to back away! Ospreay shakes some feeling back into his right arm, showing a bit more confidence with using it as he lands a Flipping Neckbreaker, before floating into an IRON OCTOPUS, looking to out-do the more technically-gifted performer! He can’t get the full extension with his right arm though, unable to apply as much pressure as would be needed to guarantee a tap out, but enough to leave Dunne hurting. He delivers a series of left elbows to the ribs, before wrenching with his grip on Dunne’s arm, only for Dunne to grab his dangling leg and pull it over, Ospreay sent flipping onto the mat, Dunne following up with an X-Plex attempt… Ospreay counters into a STUNDOG MILLIONARE!

Dunne reels as Ospreay connects a Jumping Back Kick to the gut, before sending Dunne out of the ring with a Lariat and launching himself off the top for a Corkscrew Moonsault Plancha, but Dunne swats him out of the sky with a Four Star Forearm bang on the jaw! He follows up with a Moonsault Plancha of his own to wipe Ospreay out, before taking him to the steel ramp, connecting an X-PLEX! Ospreay crumples and writhes in agony, Dunne sending him into the steel steps elbow-first! Back inside the ring, he jams Ospreay’s fingers into the mat, before tossing him into the corner, nailing him with a Step-Up Enzuigiri! He rolls him back to the centre of the ring, Ospreay though baiting him in as he lays his arm in plain sight, a Sliding Dropkick from Dunne coming up empty as Ospreay evades and connects a Double Foot Stomp to his chest! He turns the joint manipulation on Dunne by bending his fingers and stomping on them as he sets them against the mat, Dunne given a taste of his own medicine! Ospreay isn’t done just yet though, stomping on Dunne’s shoulder joint and delivering a Penalty Kick to it, before landing a SPRINGBOARD 450° SPLASH onto the arm!

Dunne shoots Ospreay a look of disdain, only to eat a pair of Hook Kicks and a Silent Whisper! Dunne doubles over, gasping for air as Ospreay springs off the ropes… OSCUTTER! COVER! 1…2…NOOOOOO! Ospreay’s eyes widen in shock, his arm holding him back yet again, clutching at it as the agony steadily increases. He grabs Dunne’s waist, attempting a Suplex, only for Dunne to deliver a pair of back elbows to the jaw, Ospreay still hanging on though. He heaves once again, but Dunne grabs the hand and manipulates the joints, breaking free of Ospreay’s grip! Ospreay blasts Dunne with a Roundhouse Kick, only for the Bruiserweight to brave through it, connecting a HEADBUTT to Ospreay! As the Aerial Assassin shrinks, Dunne yanks at the fingers once again, SNAPPING THEM, before whipping Ospreay around and ragdolling him with a Snap Release German Suplex! He tosses Ospreay into the corner with a Buckle Bomb, before slamming him against the mat with a Vertical Suplex Sit-Out Powerbomb! 1…2…KICK OUT! Losing patience, Dunne gets the Pumphandle, going for the BITTER END… OSPREAY DDTS DUNNE ON THE CROWN OF HIS HEAD!

The two men lay with their backs to the mat for a few moments, taking a breather, before Ospreay starts stirring again, using all his strength to muscle Dunne onto the middle turnbuckle, where he pulls his head back and blasts him with a CHEEKY NANDOS! ANOTHER ONE! A THIRD! AND A SNAP RELEASE POWERBOMB! Ospreay to the top… AIR ASSASSIN CONNECTS! 1…2…DUNNE KICKS OUT! Ospreay is in disbelief, though coming to terms with the fact that the Bruiserweight is no easy obstacle to hurdle over. Hoisting Dunne back up, Ospreay lights him up with a series of kicks, before racing to the corner, bouncing up the ropes one by one, going for another OSCUTTER… FLYING ARMBAR BY DUNNE! HE HAS FULL EXTENSION ON THE ARM, WILL OSPREAY TAP?! Ospreay thrashes on the mat as he tries to locate the ropes, only to find that they’re too far away to reach! Nevertheless, he keeps fighting in hopes of getting close enough to them, but Dunne puts himself between Ospreay and the ropes, pushing off them to return to the centre of the ring! As they’re rolling though, Ospreay successfully slips out of Dunne’s grasp!

Ospreay scores a storm of Silent Whispers to Dunne’s jaw, but as he rebounds off the ropes, he runs straight into a LARIAT… OSPREAY FLIPS THROUGH TO HIS FEET, GOING FOR A POWERBOMB… BUT HE CAN’T GET DUNNE UP, DUNNE GOING TO SNAP THE FINGERS ON THE OTHER HAND TOO! Ospreay pulls away, going for his umpteenth Silent Whisper, but he misses, Dunne crushing him with a sick LARIAT! Ospreay bounces off the ropes, roaring in Dunne’s face, only to eat another, this time the ropes bouncing him right back into Dunne’s face, who turns him INSIDE OUT WITH A THIRD LARIAT! Ospreay’s eyes are glazed over as Dunne yanks him back up for the BITTER END… LAST GASP SUNSET FLIP COVER! 1…2…NOOOOO! DUNNE GRABS OSPREAY’S FINGERS, OSPREAY WITH NOWHERE TO GO! SNAP! He hauls Ospreay back up to his feet, defiance still sparking in the Aerial Assassin’s eyes, but he’s defenceless, Dunne scoring a BITTER END! 1…2…3!

Pete Dunne (c) def. Will Ospreay to retain the WWE United Kingdom Championship (23:04)

A bitter end it is indeed, as Ospreay puts on another incredible performance, only to fall short once again, failing in his quest to lead the UK Division. Dunne is battered and bruised after the contest, but he’s still champion, the title dangling from his teeth once more as heads out of the ring, Ospreay left looking up at the bright lights, starting to wonder whether coming to NXT was a mistake in the first place. Yet to win at Takeover… is losing Ospreay’s fate?
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2020.06.26 08:20 Zithero Book 1: Chapter 13: Assaulted

Demond
I spent an entire lifetime hopping subways between Brooklyn and The City.
That’s what you called it when you lived that close. It didn’t matter that there were other cities. If you lived anywhere in New York state and someone referred to “The City”, you knew what they were talking about.
The place Sinatra sang about, the Big Apple, the capital of the world, the city that never sleeps - and some would even say the center of the universe.
Granted, Jason would disagree with me, but he’s stationed out in Boston. He’s biased.
But New York? That’s my city.
I did my best to pay attention to the Major as he laid out our plan to defend The City from the enemy.
“Sofia and I will be coordinating everything from the top-down, any issues will be reported directly to Sofia and me,” Timothy turned to me, “Demond, you’ll be handling the evacuation on the west side of the island, working to ensure people remain orderly and in motion. The US National Guard has been tapped to help in the subways only, to keep their movements from being visible from above. In addition, FDNY has been fully briefed and will be working in plain clothing or EMS gear to assist with the evacuation of hospitals and other special needs cases. We’ve gotten some cooperation from the NYPD but it’s been a bit spotty, not every precinct has been engaged due to security concerns.”
Sofia chuckled, “I’ll be positioned in Spanish Harlem,” she beamed, “if any of you need help I can swing over, as Timothy said, report to either him or I.”
“Elon, you’ll be on the lookout for any hostiles, do your best to neutralize them,” Timothy advised.
Tasha frowned, looking at Timothy worriedly, “I know you want me to redirect anyone who resists evacuation using my… unsavory abilities,” Tasha hemmed and hawed, “normally I would object, but I…”
As she fretted over the prospect of utilizing her succubus powers, I smiled at the sweet girl who I planned on popping the question to after all this was over. The ring rested in a small box in my pocket, nice and secure. If we won, engagement would be nice to add to the victory celebration. I had even managed to arrange an inscription that I was proud of: “Tasha and Demond, Always and Forever”. There wasn’t room for much more, but I liked the permanence of putting ‘forever’ on there.
“...while I can shapeshift, you can’t. What if Xyphiel notices you?” Tash finished airing her concerns.
Timothy heaved a sigh, “The idea was to wear a mask or helmet, Sync is working on something that will block all of Rage’s and Xyphiel’s attempts to discover my identity.”
A sly grin grew over Captain Sofia’s face, and she surreptitiously slinked away without Timothy noticing.
I would have mentioned the Captain’s departure but I was loath to do so. Whatever she was planning, I knew better than to get in the middle.
Timothy’s attention focused on Zepherina and Zithero. “In Jerusalem, the two of you made a good team. I’m hoping you don’t mind that I’m keeping you together again.”
Zepherina grinned excitedly, “Every caster needs a good tank!”
Zithero coughed nervously. The man was not ready for battle, despite Zepherina being raring to go.
“You’re going to be overseeing the south side of the island as well as patrolling ferry operations and piers six to 34 on the east side of the island. You’re tasked with making sure the ships load and leave in an orderly fashion. Report any issues you have to the liaison, Rear Admiral Glenn Todd, at the Navy shipyard across the way,” Major Timothy ordered. “They’ll be taking point as harbormasters, but could get overwhelmed with all the excess traffic. If you spot a potential collision from the air, report it on the short-range radio.”
This all sounded good but I wondered about one vital detail. “How has the population been advised?” I inquired. Tasha squeezed my hand warmly.
“They haven’t, not yet. We’re acting as town criers for the first phase, alongside fire, police, and ambulance personnel.” Timothy looked at all of us. “We cannot risk Xyphiel discovering we are evacuating before his attack. Rage will be in range of Manhattan within six hours. If Xyphiel catches wind of our actions prior to the two-hour mark, then he’ll simply adjust his target to a nearby city like Philadelphia or Boston.”
“I vote we redirect to Boston,” Elon joked. I nudged him in the ribs and grunted, “Those jokes aren’t as funny when Jason’s not here…”
Timothy gave Elon a stern gaze, “Jason is standing by. In the unlikely event, we fail, we’ll have to move our evacuation plan to Boston in half the time.”
“And if we screw up and he switches to Philly?” I asked.
Timothy frowned at the thought, “Then all will be lost. There won’t be time for us to react. At the six to five hour mark, Rage will be within range of Philadelphia. If Xyphiel discovers our evacuation while he’s within two hours of Manhattan, again, he’d likely switch to Boston giving us only four hours.”
Elon frowned, “Why wouldn’t he backtrack to Philly and give us no time?”
“Rage’s orbit is too fast,” Eva chimed in, “Even if Xyphiel were to reverse course, it would take Rage more time to turn around than to continue the current trajectory, thus the next target would surely be Boston.”
“So let's not try to ruin Jason’s day,” Major Timothy announced. Elon and I exchanged a grin.
Major Timothy looked us all over with a serious gaze, “Holding down the fort here will be Xei, Trevor, Colin, and Jorge. Xei and Jorge will help with anyone needing assistance bringing in additional refugees. This will only be on a case-by-case basis, where for whatever reason, someone is unable to take normal transport out of the city. We are using rail, primarily, with ships being loaded and only making sail once Rage passes the two-hour barrier.”
I frowned, “Trains?”
Timothy nodded, “The train system from Port Authority to the LIRR and Amtrak will hold the vast majority of our refugees. We’ll be mimicking the station schedule up until the two-hour mark, when we’ll be running the trains double-time to meet demand - the goal is to fill those cars with as many people as physically possible, passengers can exit wherever they want on the trains’ normal routes. Trains will not be allowing new passengers on. This is going to be the most difficult component, logistically,” Timothy looked to Lilith, who sat to my left, “Lilith will be working with the Port Authority to ensure no sensitive information is released by the populace… Lilith, are you sure you can prevent anyone and everyone from leaking what’s going on?”
Lilith nodded, “If your cell phone jammers work, I can keep ‘em calm enough to sit tight for a couple of hours,” she looked to Tasha with a devilish grin, “They don’t call me the Mother of the Succubi for nothing.”
Timothy’s face hardened. “This is our first major operation as the renewed Guardian Temple.” He gazed up reverently at the large statue of Saint Dinah that was looking down on us. “We have a lot to live up to, and ten times the population to evacuate than we did in Jerusalem.”
Sofia now reappeared with a silvery egg-shaped object floating above her outstretched hand, “But God is on our side,” she beamed at Timothy.
“What’s that?” Timothy asked in surprise.
“Well, Sync was telling me about the voice changer idea and I slapped together something fun from various Temple materials,” with this she grinned, “Close your eyes!” As we all watched, she placed the mystery egg-shaped thing down over Timothy’s head.
The bottom seemed to liquefy at first, then sealed around his neck and fused with his shirt seamlessly. A chrome finish covered the entirety of the helmet, and a set of etchings appeared on the front. A series of six eyes were arranged, with three on the left and three on the right side of the front of the helmet. A seventh eye appeared directly in the center.
“Can he breathe in that?” Tasha asked, concerned.
Sofia rolled her eyes at Tasha, “Of course he can breathe in it! What do you take me for, an idiot?”
“Well can he also see?” Tasha shot back.
Timothy responded, his voice modulated to a robotic-like trill, “Very well, actually. Though I can hear myself breathing. That’s odd. Bit of an echo in here.”
Sofia smiled, “Sync’s little devices are in there, the voice changer, the telepathic blocks, CO2 scrubbers, everything!” She was quite proud of herself.
“I want to be very clear: on radio calls, I am ‘Major F’, nothing else,” Timothy emphasized. He picked up his trenchcoat and slid it on, his large feathery wings vanishing under the fabric. “All right everyone, we only have eight hours once we exit the Temple, let's move!”

A shit show is what I would call my surroundings as I managed to get on top of a SWAT vehicle with a megaphone.
NYPD had started by knocking on doors early in the morning and informing people that it was time to go, that there was an emergency, and so forth.
It didn’t help much. Cops quickly started getting overwhelmed, and some fell back on old habits. Some people were dragged out of their apartments and offices, some refused to listen, and our first hour of work was proving mostly fruitless.
With the megaphone in hand, I figured it was time to address my people, “Everyone shut the hell up!” I barked.
The block, filled to the brim with people, stopped for a moment. I had their attention. I had to act fast, as their attention wouldn’t be on me for long.
“I get it! It’s early in the damn morning, you’re tired, and you’ve just been given shit news!” I shouted, “We are here to help. Because like it or not, the terrorists who destroyed Jerusalem…” I clenched my jaw, expecting some panic, “They’re coming for our city next, and they’ll be here within a few hours!”
There were some panicked screams as a ripple of fear coursed through the crowd, and I continued shouting into the megaphone.
“If we panic, we die!” The crowd settled down a bit, “I was born in Brooklyn, I have lived here my whole damn life! New York is my home!” I looked out over the crowd, wondering if their sudden calm was some kind of divine power of mine I didn’t know I had. “But this place, it’s just buildings. We have to let it go. We are the real New York, us!” I shouted, “So when I was asked how we can save New York?” I paused for effect, “My answer was: we have to save the people!” I bellowed.
The mob listened, for the most part. I figured I had gotten through to them until the truck I was standing on shook for a moment.
Someone’s eyes went wide, as they pointed next to me, “Angel! Holy shit, she flew here!”
I turned to see Sofia grinning at me, “You need help there, Sergeant?”
I frowned, “Aren’t you supposed to be in Spanish Harlem?”
“Oh, they’re all evacuated. They listened to me right away,” Sofia chuckled, spreading her wings, “They kept calling me ‘Hija de Cristo’ and after a while, I just went with it. The wings help.”
I sighed, “Sometimes I think I should have asked about wings.”
Sofia took the megaphone from me, “He’s right, we’re here to save as many of you as possible! So please, follow the officers - the goal is to get out of the city, worry about that now, and everything else later! Nothing is worth your life!”
The crowds now began to shuffle down the street and into the subway station.
“Thanks for the assist,” I admitted.
Sofia nodded, “Anytime. I’m going to make a few stops at the other hotspots. Eva is doing the same. Tasha’s doing her best to control the masses as well, she’s doing pretty well for herself, all things considered,” Sofia almost huffed.
“Why are you two not getting along?” I asked, climbing down from the truck, “We’re on the same team.”
Sofia’s milky eyes narrowed, “If you ask me, she misuses her potential. But, at its core,” she chuckled, “our Patrons are siblings, so… that might have something to do with it.” With that, she leaped into the air, her wings carrying her swiftly up into the sky to the shock and awe of those around us.
I picked up my radio, “I’ve got a few more blocks, how are the subways doing?”
Timothy’s robotic voice chirped in, the static distorting it further, “Lilith is reporting that there are more staying at the Jamaica station than she would prefer.”
“That’s a major rail hub, you can send extra folks on just about any train eastbound,” I advised.
“I’ll inform her. I assume the other stations are going to start to pile up in a similar way, we only have to be discrete for another three hours,” Timothy confirmed.
“I’ll search through a few high-rise apartment buildings, see if I can find any stragglers or special needs folks,” I stated.
“Ten-four,” Timothy came through. The radio chirped once more, “Sergeant, while we are striving for all to be evacuated, we have to face reality. We are very unlikely to save every single person.”
“Understood, Major,” I decided not to bother with his name. Timothy was the only Major on the channel, not saying his name was going to be the easiest way to hide it.
....
Several hours later, I helped an old woman from her house to the Temple doors. She was convinced, by the time we had made it to the doors, that she had died and was headed to heaven.
“Is this where I receive Judgement?” she asked as I helped her roll in her oxygen tank.
“No ma’am,” I smiled, “you’re still very much alive. But you will find the spirit of God here.” I felt a pang of sorrow as I saw Trevor rushing towards us, “Trevor? I was surprised that Timothy said you’d be here. Shouldn’t you and Colin be on leave?”
Trevor shook his head firmly, “Mom and Dad would want us helping,” he smiled, “I got her, you keep going.”
I nodded and exited the Temple, swiftly closing the doors so that someone else could use them.
Timothy’s robotic voice, now an octave higher, chimed in, “We’re thirty minutes past the two-hour barrier - good job, team. We’re moving all ferries and cargo ships, and doubling the train output now. We don’t have exact counts, but it seems we have a little over a third of the people out so far.”
That’s about when I heard what sounded like lightning and thunder crackling through the streets.
I rushed out of the building and into the street, which was as empty as I had ever seen. Parked cars filled the block, all deserted and some crashed into each other in the panic. It looked like a scene from one of those apocalypse movies.
Elon’s voice chimed in, “Team, I’ve got a bogie… flying in the air… and zapping the shit out of Columbus Circle.”
“Syria Alexandrata,” Major Timothy announced, “Similar to Zithero, but with wind and lightning magic. Exercise caution and continue the mission: the goal is evacuation first!”
“I’m closest to the Circle,” I explained, “I’ll run interference on her.” I shifted into my wolf form and checked my pocket to ensure the ring box was secure. I was too used to items falling from my pockets when my pants stretched over my expanding legs. I tossed my shirt and boots aside as I fell forward onto all fours. I swiftly ran toward Columbus Circle at full speed, covering several blocks in moments. As I neared it, my fur prickled and the scent of ozone filled the air.
Before I even saw the sorceress, I felt a jolt strike my shoulder and I was hurled across the street, crashing through a store window.
“Rather large for a stray,” a proper voice with a middle eastern accent taunted me. I staggered to my feet, my ears ringing.
“Mm, you seemed slightly smaller from the air,” the lithe woman said as she approached me.
Her hair was long, done in what almost looked like cornrows going down past her shoulders. I hadn’t seen those tight braids in blonde hair, more so I hadn’t seen such a hairstyle on a woman with olive skin and green eyes. She was a striking woman, and she wore a black shirt with a white vest over it.
I crouched down on all fours, glaring at her, “I’m not here to fight… I’m here to get innocent people out of here. I only want to save them from your evil master!” I growled.
Syria turned, spotting several folks fleeing. “Is that so,” she replied, unimpressed, as she thrust her hand toward them. Before I could even react, lightning arced from her fingertips and struck all of them, knocking them to the ground.
“NO!” I charged her, intent on ripping her throat out.
Syria’s eyes burned bright yellow as I rushed her, and soon another jolt sent me hurtling through a taxicab’s windshield. “Do not touch me, you filthy mongrel.”
I growled as I shifted into my human shape and rolled down into the taxi, seething with anger.
“Pft, Kemet…” Syria scoffed at me, “Did I de-fur you with that strike?”
I held my left hand in my pocket, holding onto the ring I knew I’d be giving Tasha by the time this was over, and flipped her off.
“The old Roman insult then…” Syria grinned, “back at you…” she returned the favor, and shot her damned lightning at me.
I ducked down, and as I anticipated, the car’s frame took the brunt of the lightning strike. I pushed the door open, shifting as I did, and ripped the door off its hinges in an instant. With a quick motion, I hurled the door at her.
Syria gasped in surprise and jumped out of the way, but she didn’t expect the second door I hurled into her a split second afterward. It struck her shoulder, and she tumbled to the ground! Now I just had to finish her off. This would be a huge blow against that bastard Xyphiel, to lose one of his precious sorcerers.
Already savoring my victory, I darted over to the fallen enemy and loomed over her. The door was firmly lodged against her shoulder. “You’re going to pay for killing those people,” I growled.
Syria’s dark complexion was now ghostly pale, and she was beyond panicked as she struggled to push the door away with her free hand. Electrical currents coursed up and down her limbs but shorted out uselessly.
I gritted my teeth and yanked her up, ripping her arm clean off. She let out a blood-curdling scream as I pulled her neck to my mouth, preparing to snap it in my jaws.
Suddenly I felt a blast of blistering heat that seared the fur off my arm and caused me to drop Syria. “Oy!” I heard a man shout, followed by “Get’ yer dirty paws off me sista!”
I reared up on my hind legs, snorting through my nostrils and growling.
“Oh, sis… I ain’t found Zithero just to have you die on me next,” I heard a grating cockney accent.
I snapped and snarled, trying to get the bald man’s attention. His angry green eyes locked onto me as he cradled Syria in his arms, his eyes were still on mine as he picked up her severed arm, which I had left on the ground. He gently placed Syria and the arm on the sidewalk. A flash of heat and I couldn’t smell the ozone anymore. Syria was gone!
The man’s brow furrowed, “Yah damn near killed me sista, boy.”
“Then I fucked up, I thought the bitch was dead!” I snarled at him, “Your sister was murdering innocents, electrocuting everyone she saw! You evil sorcerers both need to die!!”
“Now now,” he clenched his fists, “Let's get right to retribution, shall we?”
I leaped onto him or tried to. Soon I found a fist in my gut, my back cracked onto the roof of a car as the world spun. The glass shattered and the alarm blared as my body slammed into it. My eyes went wide as I heard the sound of a ring tinking to the ground. My handheld a shattered box! The ring was rolling somewhere to my left.
I rolled off the hood of the car and snatched the ring off the ground. As I put it back into my pocket, Rasper caught my attention as he hopped on top of the car in front of me with a flourish.
“Name’s Rasper Alexandrata,” he said, giving a mock bow, “I’ll be your executioner for the day.”
I growled, flipping to my feet, only to find my snout smashed in by Rasper’s forehead. A whimper escaped my throat as I grabbed my nose and soon I found a fist slammed against my jaw.
A firm shout escaped his throat as he followed up with a knee to my gut, “Eleu!”
The wind was knocked out of me as I tumbled onto the sidewalk. I got down on all fours, growling, my fur rising as I turned to face him, my broken jaw snapping back into place.
“So… Werewolf, you’re the one Rachel fought.”
I reared back on my hind legs as my other wounds healed, “And even with all her high-tech armor and weapons, we still kicked her pathetic ass! But right now, I’m going to rip you apart, like your sister!”
He glanced at my left arm, which was still burned. “Seems you have trouble healing if the wound is cauterized.” His hands burst into flames.
I tried to attack before he could cast another fire spell, but he was faster than I anticipated.
Rasper clapped his hands together, and a blast of fire and heat sent me soaring backward and into a wall.
The fur on my chest was burned off, and I coughed out smoke, the scent of burnt hair was overpowering.
I looked up to see a look of rage in Rasper's eyes as the fire engulfed his arms, “Ye hurt me sista pretty bad, pup… now it’s time to have us some Korean barbeque…”
As quickly as I could, I rushed across the street, but a fireball crashed into a car in front of me causing me to stagger back. I turned back around to see red light filling Rasper’s eyes, his brow furrowed as the fire around his hands intensified.
“Run, fucka...” Rasper grumbled as the fire engulfed his entire body.
I didn’t hesitate, leaping across the tops of cars while calling out for people to take cover.
Fireballs soared over my head and occasionally crashed into innocent bystanders as I tried to lead him away from any of the evacuation points I knew about.
I grabbed my radio, and tried to call out to someone, “This is Sgt. Winter, I have a hostile, requesting back-up! Name is Rasper Alexandrata, over!”
No answer.
It was then I realized that Syria’s initial shock must have fried my radio. A few good smacks left the device just as useless, the light no longer blinking. I hurled the radio away in frustration and continued my escape.
I noticed I was heading towards Central Park and tried to make my way back to my original position, Columbus Circle.
Just as I cleared the street and made my way towards the treeline, a pair of fireballs blasted into the trees and another slammed into the statue in the middle of Columbus Circle.
Chunks of debris and stone knocked me down to the ground, and heat stung against my back, causing me to writhe in pain, howling loudly.
Rasper’s boot soon blocked my vision. “Masta toll me tah come ere an kill as many of yah as I could. But’cha had’ta make it personal, didn’t ya?”
Fire engulfed my body now, and I tried to get up, to escape, but it was useless. I whimpered in pain as I felt my skin peel away and hot burning smoke choking my throat. Tears leaked out of my eyes as I trembled violently in pain. My burned flesh wasn’t healing. Rasper very well could cook me through, which I was certain would kill me. I yelped and cried, still desperately trying to retreat, but every movement felt like agony.
The fire stopped at my skin level, clearly done on purpose. My clothing had burned away, and the clatter of Tasha’s engagement ring rang in my ears as it tumbled to the ground.
Rasper picked up the ring, “Awww, Fluffy’s got a sweetie?” He kicked me in the ribs. “Guess Fluffy’s not so fluffy no more, eh?” He looked the ring over, “Nice lil’ bauble, she might have been a lucky lass…” he stopped a moment as he read the inscription.
“Tasha?” Rasper gasped, my ears perking up as he did. Rasper was now in my ear, whispering “Crestfall?”
I could only whine and nod.
“Oh bloody ‘ell…” Rasper cursed. He closed his eyes, and held his fingers to his temples, “Tasha… your lover needs you, he’s hurt badly.”
I gaped at him in disbelief, flinching in pain still, “W-why?”
Rasper looked down on me, kneeling now, his entire demeanor changed, “Because no matter what I do… I can’t have her go through that again.”
“You… know… Tasha?” I gasped.
Rasper nodded, “She’s family,” he looked up and I heard a door closing.
I felt Rasper shove something into my mouth, and I realized it was the ring! I kept it against my cheek as best I could, despite everything.
A familiar clip-clopping of hooves followed by the sound of Tasha’s knees landing next to me. “Monty!” She cried out as her soft glove-clad hands rested on my cheek. She glared daggers at Rasper, “What have you done to him?”
“Saved him,” Rasper defended. “I was ordered to kill… your father is losing it! He’s going to fire on this city whether you and Eva are here or not… this Sofia woman has pushed him to the absolute brink of madness!”
Tasha frowned, “Thank you for stopping… but… what made you?”
Rasper flinched for a moment, “He...er…” Rasper’s eyes looked to mine for a moment, “He called out your name, as I was burning him.”
Tasha glared at Rasper, “Why would you of all people do this!?”
“He severed Syria’s bloody arm!” Rasper shouted, “I was furious!”
Tasha removed her gloves and her hands began to glow. I felt her spirit heal my burns, much to my great relief. Less relief washed over me as I saw a shining star-like light in the sky.
Tasha had tears leaking from her eye as she turned back to Rasper, “Thank you for calling me.”
“Thank you?” Rasper narrowed his eyes, “Do you have any idea how much pain your father is going to put me through for doing this?”
Tasha looked to me, and then to Rasper, “...We’re based within the Guardian Temple.”
“T-Tasha!” I gasped.
Rasper’s frown lessened.
“If you tell him that… maybe… he’ll go easier on you,” she looked to me, her gaze not quite meeting my eyes. “Consider it my way of thanking you for saving my love.”
Rasper looked to me, and then Tasha, his face mixed with regret, strain and anger. “Stay safe love.” With that, Rasper vanished.
Tasha wrapped her arms around me, “I’ve got you now sweetie, oh my goodness, I almost lost you!”
“What… have you… done…” I growled, sitting up, holding her hand. “He’s… the enemy…”
Tasha looked away, trembling, “He spared you, at great risk to his own safety.”
“Ragna destroyed the Guardian Temple once, what’s to stop her now!” I shouted, my body now fully restored by Tasha’s magic. I was still in my wolf state, and I was growling at the woman I loved.
Tears leaked down her face, not just tears from her good eye, but tears of blood leaked from her bad eye as well, “What was I supposed to do? I couldn’t lose you! And Rasper is a good man, he really is… I know you don’t understand that, but Xyphiel will punish him severely for letting us go. I wanted to help you both! I’m sorry!” She buried her face into my chest, sobbing, “B-Besides, there's no way Xyphiel and Ragna could ever get to the Guardian Temple! If they traveled on Rage it would take hundreds of years. He saw me exit the doors too, he could have easily figured it out on his own!” The justifications poured out in quick succession.
“I have to report this to the Major,” I explained quietly.
Timothy’s robotic voice chimed in behind me, “I am well aware.” Despite his voice modulation, it carried with it palpable anger.
Sofia stood behind him, wings spread wide, glaring daggers at Tasha. Her hair was frazzled, a bruise and fresh blood on her forehead, and she cradled her arm as if something were broken.
Tasha turned to Timothy, still on her knees, “M-Major…”
Inside,” he barked, his voice modulating into a higher pitch as he motioned to the doors to the Guardian Temple.
I rose to my feet and helped Tasha to hers. I slipped the ring out of my mouth and held it tightly in my fist. All the while I remained in my wolf form, as my pants were burned away. My fur provided me at least some level of modesty.
As we staggered in, the doors shut behind us and Sofia was the first to speak.
“Tasha, how could you betray us!?” Sofia shouted.
Tasha turned swiftly on her hoof, “Xyphiel has no way of accessing the Guardian Temple! Knowing where we are here gives him nothing but a way to lessen Rasper’s punishment! Timothy, Rasper was about to kill Demond, but he spared him when he realized what he means to me! You know what Xyphiel will do to him for disobeying orders! I only gave him information that will hardly make a difference...”
Sofia’s eyes narrowed as she interrupted, “So our location isn’t important information to you? He and Ragna decimated this sacred place a few hundred years ago!” She menacingly inched closer to Tasha, burning with fury. Feeling nervous, I stepped in between them.
Tasha turned to Timothy now, “Call her off! You know Xyphiel and Ragna cannot open the doors, and they cannot get here via Rage!”
Timothy removed his helmet, his eyes piercing and almost fiery blue, black scales creeping over his face, “Via Rage? No… that is not my concern.” His lip quivered.
Tasha shrank back, clutching my arm, “T-Timothy?”
“Do you have any idea… how much danger you put her in?”
“What? Who…” Tasha’s face went pale as something visibly clicked in her mind, “Oh no…”
Sofia whirled around and flew away, letting out a scream of frustration.
“Put who in?” I asked.
Timothy calmed himself, “I have someone on the inside, someone Xyphiel is aware has had contact with Tasha before.”
Tasha’s hand moved to her mouth as she sank to her knees, “Oh God… what have I done?”
“Xyphiel is going to do everything he can to find out about the current state of the Guardian Temple,” Timothy looked at Tasha in despair, “And he’ll start by mercilessly torturing Sister Fatima.”
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2020.06.25 07:10 autobuzzfeedbot 23 TV Scenes That Are So Funny, They Might Be The Best Ever

  1. In The Office, when Michael wanted to show off his new flat-screen TV during his dinner party.
  2. In Parks and Rec, when Leslie needed to give a speech at the hockey rink, but the red carpet wasn't long enough, so everyone kept slipping on the ice.
  3. In Schitt's Creek, when Moira tried to show David how to make her mother's enchiladas.
  4. In Living Single, when Max wanted to get a tattoo, and Regine tried to talk her out of it.
  5. In Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt, when Titus thought his boyfriend was cheating on him, so he did a full-on parody of Beyoncé's "Hold Up" music video.
  6. In The Carol Burnett Show, when they parodied Gone with the Wind and Starlet O'Hara showed off her new outfit.
  7. In Fleabag, when Claire tried to hug Fleabag, but it caught her off guard, so she swatted her away.
  8. In The Golden Girls, when Rose told everyone about the Great Herring War and no one could keep it together.
  9. In Community, when Annie chloroformed the janitor so Troy and Abed could escape, but everything backfired.
  10. In I Love Lucy, when Lucy and Ethel weren't fast enough at wrapping candy in the chocolate factory.
  11. In The Cosby Show, when Sondra told her parents that she was dropping out of law school so she could help Elvin open a wilderness store.
  12. In Bob's Burgers, when Bob let Tina practice driving, and she crashed into the only other car in the parking lot.
  13. In Psych, when Gus tried to extract the note from his boss's dead body without leaving any evidence behind, but he failed miserably.
  14. In The Office, when everyone had to go through CPR training, but it was completely chaotic.
  15. In Seinfeld, when George pretended to be a marine biologist and removed a golf ball from a whale's blowhole, which was accidentally shot in there by Kramer.
  16. In 30 Rock, when Liz tried to get out of jury duty by dressing up as Princess Leia and using a fake voice.
  17. In Brooklyn Nine-Nine, when Jake got a little too carried away while making all the suspects sing the Backstreet Boys.
  18. In Friends, when they couldn't fit Ross's new couch up the stairs.
  19. In The Mary Tyler Moore Show, when Mary couldn't stop giggling during the funeral for Chuckles the Clown.
  20. In Martin, when Martin tried to find out who stole his CD player and used a stuffed animal to intimidate the suspects.
  21. In Frasier, when Niles tried to iron his pants but kept fainting at the sight of blood, and the apartment caught on fire.
  22. In The Fresh Prince, when Will walked in on his mom and Lisa's dad in bed together.
  23. And, of course, on Saturday Night Live, when no one could keep a straight face during this iconic Debbie Downer sketch.
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2020.06.11 16:04 rsarvaria [MEGATHREAD] List of Incident Reports

Background

This subreddit exists to accumulate and contextualize evidence of police brutality during the 2020 George Floyd protests.
Our goal in doing this is to assist journalists, politicians, prosecutors, activists and concerned citizens who can use the evidence accumulated here for political campaigns, news reporting, public education and prosecution of criminal police officers.
For a complete collection of evidence, you can visit our GitHub repository.
If you wish to contribute, please start by reading the contribution guidelines on GitHub.

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UPDATED 2020-06-16, 17:00 EST

Alabama

Hoover
Huntsville

Arizona

Phoenix

Arkansas

Bentonville
Little Rock

California

Clayton
Compton
Costa Mesa
Hollywood
La Mesa
Long Beach
Los Angeles
Oakland
Riverside
Sacramento
San Diego
San Francisco
San Jose
San Luis Obispo
Santa Ana
Santa Monica
Vallejo
Walnut Creek

Colorado

Colorado Springs
Denver

Connecticut

Waterbury

Delaware

Dover

Florida

Fort Lauderdale
Jacksonville
Miami
Orlando
Tampa

Georgia

Atlanta
Lawrenceville

Illinois

Chicago
Joliet

Indiana

Fort Wayne
Indianapolis
Lafayette

Iowa

Des Moines
Iowa City

Kentucky

Louisville

Louisiana

New Orleans

Massachusetts

Boston
Worcester

Michigan

Detroit
Grand Rapids
Kalamazoo

Minnesota

Minneapolis

Missouri

Kansas City
St. Louis

Nebraska

Lincoln
Omaha

Nevada

Las Vegas

New York

Buffalo
East Meadow
Merrick
New York City
Rochester

North Carolina

Asheville
Charlotte
Raleigh
Wilmington

North Dakota

Fargo

Ohio

Beavercreek
Canton
Cincinnati
Cleveland
Columbus
Dayton
Toledo

Oklahoma

Oklahoma City
Tulsa

Oregon

Eugene
Portland
Salem
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2020.06.03 23:41 peropluma List of George Floyd Police Brutality

Video compliation: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lltAlbDpdTs&feature=youtu.be
Alabama
  1. https://twitter.com/ETfonehome97/status/1267657232411435008
Atlanta
  1. https://mobile.twitter.com/GAFollowers/status/1266919104574865410?s=19
  2. https://twitter.com/ANGELCUCCl/status/1266939757252280321
California
  1. https://mobile.twitter.com/Sarah_Mojarad/status/1266633046591078400?s=09
  2. https://twitter.com/sleepydayhana/status/1266930544811671552
  3. https://twitter.com/SophiaLeeHyun/status/1267216604388978689
  4. https://twitter.com/larryprincxpark/status/1266883515431505920 https://twitter.com/kendrick38/status/1266997131430133761
  5. https://twitter.com/MattMcGorry/status/1267217360894562306
  6. https://old.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gttdkj/cop_driving_into_crowds_of_protestors/
  7. https://old.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gv2lku/news_chopper_pans_out_as_riverside_county_sheriff/
  8. https://www.facebook.com/danny.garza.167/videos/10222535335080905/
  9. https://twitter.com/caseylc9/status/1267285516262596608
  10. https://www.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gtksgq/cop_decides_to_shoot_at_protestor_who_hurt_his/
Chicago
  1. https://twitter.com/ArturasJK/status/1267252373380050947
  2. https://twitter.com/i/broadcasts/1YqJDEZLbzexV
  3. https://twitter.com/AdrienneWrites/status/1267534983054254081
Columbus
  1. https://twitter.com/KRobPhoto/status/1266796191469252610
  2. https://twitter.com/rottenstrwbry/status/1266805467990446081
  3. https://twitter.com/alyssasnyder02/status/1267300564171399176
  4. https://twitter.com/MediocRae/status/1267102263023198211
  5. https://twitter.com/budjoon/status/1266902571349925888
  6. https://twitter.com/SAColumbus/status/1266867613872857094
  7. https://twitter.com/lalaitskelcey2/status/1266821476122058752
DC
  1. https://www.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/guvaxe/police_attack_protestors_and_press_in_washington/
  2. https://twitter.com/Joshrepp/status/1267422952691294208
  3. https://old.reddit.com/2020PoliceBrutality/comments/guyybb/video_shows_cops_unloading_bricks_for_why_exactly/
  4. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OeEG1KycPz4
  5. https://twitter.com/suckmyunicornD/status/1267767217392934917
Denver
  1. https://www.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/guku9d/save_and_share_this_denver_swat_pushes/
  2. https://www.instagram.com/p/CAzZnQvF8B0/?igshid=woeoeruh786o
  3. https://twitter.com/SaltMagazine_/status/1266634027257098240
  4. https://twitter.com/heyydnae/status/1267139396278661121
  5. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xNLZ7exVxq4&feature=youtu.be
  6. https://twitter.com/BillyCorben/status/1267644127178563588
Florida
  1. https://twitter.com/thickliljawn/status/1267239498083110913
Indianapolis
  1. https://old.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/guffju/indianapolis_police_on_women_rights/
  2. https://twitter.com/_isabel_a/status/1266580681251000321
Iowa
  1. https://twitter.com/katie_akin/status/1267694434847731713
Kentucky
  1. https://www.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gtpc0l/cops_sneak_up_to_confiscate_destroy_water_and/
  2. https://www.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gt69qe/police_start_shooting_press_with_some_kinda/
  3. https://www.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gsp9yq/police_shoot_7_protesters_in_louisville_kentucky/
Minneapolis
  1. https://mobile.twitter.com/JordanUhl/status/1266193926316228609
  2. https://twitter.com/JaredGoyette/status/1266961243476299778
  3. https://www.facebook.com/nevada.littlewolf/videos/10220863668129134/?d=n
  4. https://www.facebook.com/nevada.littlewolf/videos/10220863797892378/?d=n
  5. https://twitter.com/tkerssen/status/1266921821653385225
  6. https://twitter.com/stribrooks/status/1266186985041022976
  7. https://twitter.com/MichaelAdams317/status/1266945268567678976
  8. https://old.reddit.com/Minneapolis/comments/gubpr3/mpd_with_another_drive_by_pepper_spraying/
  9. https://twitter.com/atrupastatus/1266910910137995264
  10. https://old.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gu629x/nurse_working_at_the_medical_tent_treating_people/
  11. https://old.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gu629x/nurse_working_at_the_medical_tent_treating_people/
  12. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gfb_zJiMTFU
  13. https://twitter.com/val_ebertz/status/1266975058230235137
Missouri
  1. https://old.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/guswxo/he_wasnt_even_addressing_the_police/
  2. https://twitter.com/Elise_Villa/status/1266923192612016129
NC
  1. https://twitter.com/BarkyBoogz/status/1266893772060790784
  2. https://twitter.com/LiamCurrie16/status/1266948510022320130
  3. https://twitter.com/noshoulding/status/1267279536686804993
Nebraska
  1. https://twitter.com/reecereports/status/1267629669093978117
Nevada
  1. https://www.instagram.com/p/CA14rooHIC6/
New York
  1. https://www.reddit.com/PoliticalVideo/comments/gu9lt7/nypd_cop_pulls_down_peaceful_protestors_mask_to/
  2. https://v.redd.it/mztm15kh00251
  3. https://mobile.twitter.com/whitney_hu/status/1266540710188195843?s=20
  4. https://twitter.com/ava/status/1266797973834395648?s=20
  5. https://old.reddit.com/2020PoliceBrutality/comments/gu2u28/more_documented_aggression_in_flatbush_brooklyn/
  6. https://twitter.com/j0ncampbell/status/1266514356071735296
  7. https://old.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gufcfv/dominican_officer_from_the_46th_precinct_on_rye
  8. https://twitter.com/ZachReports/status/1266557305107202049
  9. https://twitter.com/DriveWendys/status/1266555286678048770
  10. https://old.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/guet33/nypd_police_car_attempts_to_run_over_bicyclist_in/
  11. https://twitter.com/jangelooff/status/1267287782155857923
  12. https://twitter.com/drivenbyboredom/status/1267263490009546753
  13. https://twitter.com/jangelooff/status/1267308341660979200
  14. https://twitter.com/bleeezyy_/status/1266894195865931778
Oregon
  1. https://twitter.com/MrOlmos/status/1266916861267996673
Pennsylvania
  1. https://twitter.com/gonzaloaflores/status/1266815380619702273
  2. https://twitter.com/the7goonies/status/1266989439160590336
  3. https://twitter.com/ItsKadynC/status/1266967646345613317
  4. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QDcCFN_LQPA&feature=youtu.be
  5. https://twitter.com/mkultranews/status/1267305587206807553
  6. https://twitter.com/bbcease/status/1267582823428501508
  7. https://twitter.com/cynthiaschemmestatus/1267199590987714560
  8. https://twitter.com/greg_doucette/status/1267908849446653956
  9. https://old.reddit.com/2020PoliceBrutality/comments/gv8m0b/philly_cops_arrest_man_who_tells_them_he_cant/
San Diego
1. https://twitter.com/etpartipredsct1/status/1266935860865298432
2. https://twitter.com/MarajYikes/status/1267030131563827200
Seattle
  1. https://www.reddit.com/Seattle/comments/gv0ru3/this_is_the_moment_it_all_happened/
  2. https://www.reddit.com/Bad_Cop_No_Donut/comments/gtt3w8/i_caught_the_moment_seattle_police_pepper_sprayed/
  3. https://twitter.com/daeshikjstatus/1266639620940296192?s=21
  4. https://twitter.com/julesstorres/status/1266904233393217543
  5. https://twitter.com/The_Stepovestatus/1267329542865092609
  6. https://twitter.com/The_Stepovestatus/1267237940184231936
Salt Lake City
  1. https://v.redd.it/bluggpblrz151
  2. https://www.reddit.com/SLCUnedited/comments/gu0de4/incident_in_library_square_between_police_and/
South Carolina
  1. https://old.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gug7i4/young_man_gets_arrested_for_exercising_his_first/
Tennessee
  1. https://twitter.com/Desi_Stennett/status/1266996885824380929
  2. https://www.facebook.com/1244600781/posts/10223457793093379/?d=n
  3. https://twitter.com/joe_spears7/status/1267246919673434113
Texas
  1. https://twitter.com/wanderingwoook/status/1267147121347694597
  2. https://twitter.com/HERCGTH/status/1266870616570900480
  3. https://twitter.com/condiegov/status/1267348339475066882
  4. https://old.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gu3s6j/police_shoots_protestor_for_no_reason/
Virginia
  1. https://twitter.com/CWillis_Worm/status/1267209188968669188
  2. https://twitter.com/Justiceaddwatestatus/1267650345947271176
NA
  1. https://gfycat.com/tautimaginativedore
  2. https://twitter.com/liveinochi/status/1267504585926557696
  3. https://twitter.com/taesvangogh/status/1266907922308558848
  4. https://www.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/guib8q/police_shooting_and_threatening_german_reporters/
  5. https://www.reddit.com/ThatsInsane/comments/guyqv0/this_guy_was_nearly_pepper_sprayed_and_tased_fo
  6. https://www.instagram.com/p/CA6Trwzn8hV/
  7. https://www.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gul31d/know_your_rights_especially_when_cops_like_to/
  8. https://www.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gtsji2/black_man_with_his_hands_in_the_air_get_his_mask/
  9. https://old.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gvdl01/they_secluded_him_behind_a_wall_and_looked_around/
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2020.06.01 18:55 Ge0rgeBr0ughton I am making a master list of all the videos/images of police brutality during the George Floyd protests. Comment with any more and I will add them.

EDIT: I have stopped this project and joined the mods of 2020PoliceBrutality in putting together a full repository of information on the protests. Thank you everyone for contributing -- and if you go out MAKE SURE YOU WEAR A MASK AND GOGGLES.
Please tell me if there are any duplicates. I've seen so many videos that I'm losing track of which I've already added. I have compiled these from tweets, reddit posts, and other people's lists that I have seen floating around.
Cop shoves woman to ground, she ends up having a seizure and hospitalized in NYC.
A lot of casual unprovoked assault in NYC.
Casual car door slam drive-by in NYC.
Two Cop SUVs running into/over protesters in Brooklyn.
Different angle of the Cop SUVs running into/over protesters in Brooklyn.
Casual pepper-spray drive-by in Minneapolis.
SWAT in SLC shoving old man walking with a cane to the ground.
Cops repeatedly punch man they have pinned to the ground, Seattle.
Aftermath of 9 year old being maced by cop in Seattle.
Tear gassing protesters in Fort Wayne.
Car windows broken and tased for trying to drive home.
More casual macing.
Black man with his hands in the air get his mask pulled down and pepper sprayed in the face.
Cops fire pepper bullets at people standing on their own front porch.
Cop appearing to be enjoying himself today.
Cop shooting something at guy for saying "fuck you".
Cops breaking supplies for peaceful protestors.
Cop driving at people aggressively on a campus.
Cop shooting rubber bullets at people watching from apartment.
Police shooting the press with rubber bullets.
Photographer being pepper sprayed.
Guy with hands in the air gets his mask ripped off and pepper sprayed.
Lady who was coming home with groceries who got a rubber bullet to the head:
https://mobile.twitter.com/KevinRKrause/status/1266898396339675137
Reporter blinded by rubber bullets.
Reporter describes getting tear gassed.
Couple getting yanked out of their car and tased for violating curfew.
Young woman gets shoved to the ground by officer.
Reporter sheltering in gas station is pepper sprayed.
Reporter trying to get home gets window shot out.
Cops come at a guy for filming a police car burning.
Photographer arrested.
Columbus police assaulting protestors.
African-American Congresswoman Joyce Beatty pepper-sprayed.
African-American Senator Zellnor Y. Myrie tear-gassed.
African-American Assemblywoman Diana Richardson tear-gassed.
Cops pepper spraying a group of protestors without provocation.
Young child allegedly pepper sprayed.
Horse tramples young woman, police investigating.
Cop pushes protestor with his bike.
Reuters reporters detail being shot at with rubber bullets.
Cincinnati Police shooting at people sitting down and macing a knocked out dude in the face.
Cop pushing through other officers to shove & pepper spray a group of protesters standing with their hands up.
Cop shooting unarmed protester.
Cops leaving protest shoot paper ball at person on the sidewalk.
Austin police firing rubber bullets at a peaceful crowd.
Known racist shoots and kills black protestor, is 1uestioned and released (on a Saturday night) without charges (Omaha). ~~~
Salt Lake City cops shove down an elderly man with a cane for the crime of standing along the street.
Denver police shove reporter into a fire for trying to take picture of the scene.
Denver police fire at civilian car in traffic after learning pregnant woman inside.
Minneapolis Police shoot at, threaten to arrest Reporter.
black kid shot in the face at sacremento.
Cops beating peaceful protestors sitting down.
Woman with hole in her head from rubber bullet.
Man loses eye in indiana.
Vice reporter pepper sprayed.
Cops shoot something at one unarmed protestor standing holding a sign.
Man gets shot in the back with a bean bag after he's put his hands up and is lying on the ground.
Police officers in Grand Rapids, MI pepper spray an unarmed protester, then shoot him in the face point blank with a tear gas canister.
Three-year-old teargassed twice, once nowhere near the protest.
This is the damage a rubber bullet can do when shot directly at someone (which is what police are doing): GRAPHIC.
Cop deliberately forces weapon into pinned man's hand just for an excuse to beat him.
Wife + husband get beaten by 2x4 for defending their shop
Kentucky cops shooting a news crew with pepper bullets.
Cops shoots protester for no reason twice.
Another news crew shot at, camera destroyed.
Property damage.
Unprovoked, Miami PD attack unarmed man.
Kicking someone in the foetal position.
Shot directly in the head with rubber bullet at close range.
Another child pepper-sprayed.
NYPD just savagely beating anyone they can get their hands on.
Kneeling on a man's neck, threatening anyone who tries to stop him.
Shot in the head with a rubber bullet.
Tackled for holding a leafblower.
Beating, shoving, shooting handcuffed people.
Teenage boy in Austin shot in the head with rubber bullet for no reason.
Compilations:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z2vHeS_lCsM&feature=youtu.be
https://v.redd.it/m82yxl4qh0251
A whole Twitter thread, many of which isn't on this list as its own entry.
Non-violent but related:
Police union doxxes mayor de Blasio's daughter on Twitter, illegally disclosing personal identifiable information.
Protestor preaching peace and love yanked from the crowd and arrested.
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2020.05.31 23:14 PlasticRice I think FaceBook is censoring posts and videos linked to protests. I posted a lengthy one this morning, but it was taken down a few hours later, and I got hit with "error" messages. What's going on?

I woke up this morning to finish up the post I typed last night, and posted it at 10am. At around 3pm, I realized my post had disappeared from my feed, and I kept getting error messages. I didn't know why, so I asked a few friends if they could see it -- they couldn't. Is FaceBook censoring posts about the protests? I'm just..so distraught. The world is on fire, all of this is happening, and..ugh.
**Here's the original below**
At the time of writing this, there are at least 30 cities and states where protests are going on and continuing to move across the United States (1). These include, but are not limited to: Minneapolis, Atlanta, LA, Houston, Boston, Philly, Miami, D.C., Chicago, Seattle, San Francisco, Austin, Dallas, Nashville, and Jersey. The national guard has been deployed to Minneapolis, and is mobilizing to several other states. Even a few hours ago, locally, in Sugarloaf Mills, there were four arrested and two police cars damaged amidst protests (2). As of 2am, Hackers Anonymous also just released a statement that they'd be taking a piece of the pie, threatening to release any and all previously closed cases of corruption (3).
For some reason, people find these protests bipartisan. "Are you on the cops' side, or the protesters?" Certain news outlets are attempting to trim the narrative and equating protesters to looters and rioters alike.
I can't imagine how polarizing it is to be in one of these areas protesting. One second, a peaceful protest, and the next, one wrong move and crowds of people are being tear gassed, gunned down with rubber bullets and bean bags, tased, and hogtied, like we continue to see everywhere.
Earlier today in Minneapolis, a reporter is now permanently blinded in her left eye while photographing the protests, reportedly shot by a rubber bullet by police. "Why was she protesting?" --> She's a reporter, from Nashville. "Why wasn't she wearing protection?" --> She was wearing goggles and a respirator. Still blinded (4).
In Salt Lake City, also earlier today, a man exited his car, bow and arrow in hand, yelled "All lives matter," then shot an arrow into a crowd of protesters. He was jumped by the crowd, and his car was burned down (5).
Here's the thing. I read this earlier today, and I wholeheartedly agree. It went something like this:
"Nobody was saying 'straight pride' until people said 'gay pride.' Nobody was calling themselves 'meninists' until people became 'feminists.' Nobody was saying 'all lives matter' until people said black lives did. If your only reason for trying to start a movement is to take attention away from another movement, you might want to look at your real intentions behind it."
When people say "Why do only 'black lives matter?' What about the rest of us?" they're not reading into the why -- it's not a means to discredit everyone else's lives, nor is it some kind of personal attack. It gives voice to identity and to what the movement has been trying to get people to acknowledge for years, if not decades. Only recently, with the death of Ahmaud Arbery, Breonna Taylor, and finally, George Floyd, people have begun to believe them, and stand by them.
I don't think these protests should be as bipartisan as people are making them out to be. I am in no way defending the violence that is appearing in many states, but I understand why it is happening; but if people blindly condemn both protesting and rioting alike, then they're missing the point. There's something greater going on. These protests aren't just about the clear and abhorrent murder of George Floyd under officer Chauvin's knee. They're a culmination of anger and frustration at our faulty judicial system. The fact that it took days to arrest officer Chauvin after clear footage was released, and the police attempted to craft the narrative that George was a criminal and died from previous health complications was sickening in and of itself.
Think -- without social media or people recording, or if it were up to badge cam footage (which, officers seem to conveniently not turn on or mute, where the penalty is a slap on the wrist), then that is what the story would be. We'd have to take authorities' stories at face-value. Society would continue. There would be no protests, no riots. George would be another "criminal,", a name that nobody knows, being arrested and executed for a faulty 20 dollar bill.
The fact that law enforcement could have inevitably gotten away with murder has opened a lot of people's eyes -- "this is what has been going on for the longest time," and it's making people question whether people saying 'F the police' have been right all this time. There's evil in every field, yes. But to give someone enough power to be judge, jury, and executioner for the rest of their lives? They should be held to higher standards, not "investigate themselves, find they did nothing wrong, then get two months of paid leave."
I'm seething every time I hear "Why are people burning down our economy just over one black person?" or "I think the protesters should stop rioting/looting." There's something wrong with these statements -- don't equate the protests to riots and looting. They're not one in the same, and their intentions are all inherently different. Many news outlets are attempting to change the portrayal of the inherent goal of the protests from peaceful to everyone using it as an excuse to destroy small businesses, banks, and buildings. That is happening, yes, but it isn't most protesters' intentions. There is no "Protesters seen looting stores" or "Protesters seen vandalizing and burning down cars." These are looters looting stores, and rioters that are rioting -- their goals are different from the ones these protests stand for. The protests start with seas of people marching, thousands standing and chanting in solidarity. One thing goes wrong, then the police throw out the pepper balls and tasers, or start running over protesters, as we've seen in New York (6). Things begin to escalate, and nobody knows who's who -- some protesters begin to riot, and things turn out of hand very quickly. Some aren't even there to protest in the first place -- they're there only to instigate violence. Others take advantage of the situation, regardless of the cause for protesting, and use it as an excuse to loot.
In civil unrest, especially here, you'll always have people who take advantage of the situation and smear the original goal of the protests in the first place, and outlets take advantage of that and coalesce the protests with the violence, which makes even the original goal of the peaceful marches and rallies all seem unjustified. I could link tens more videos of peaceful protests in Atlanta, LA, and New York happening in one area only for everything to blow up the next hour, where people are being trampled by horses in Texas or being tased and beaten for walking in the streets -- but honestly, if you want anything, just check Twitter or the first page of Google.
Some media may try to convince everyone that George died in X way or was Y person -- at this point, it's protesting not only police brutality, but protesting the hate, bigotry, and racist rhetoric that has been growing the past few years and breeding in the U.S. for the past few decades since the civil rights movement, all recently feeling empowered by our oh-so beloved 45. They're protests for the direction our society is taking. Protests not only for justice for George, but for the country.
I believe we're at a social turning point, a mixed class and race war ushering in an age of nu-progressivism. What we're seeing right now is people pushing for equality across the board, both judicially and racially. Nothing changed in 2016 when Kaepernick took a knee -- if anything, recent years in our country's direction have resurfaced hostility into people thinking that the U.S. is once again like the 1960's. It's 2020, and this is our response.
Stay safe, everyone. :^)
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  1. https://www.cnn.com/us/live-news/george-floyd-protests-05-31-20/index.html
  2. https://www.gwinnettdailypost.com/local/four-arrested-two-police-cars-damaged-during-protests-at-sugarloaf-mills-over-death-of-george/article\_f484b2d4-a2c5-11ea-b7f5-372fb18d2ebf.html
  3. https://www.rt.com/usa/490284-anonymous-minneapolis-police-hackers-wa
  4. https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-8373001/Journalist-left-blind-one-eye-shot-rubber-bullet-Minneapolis-protest.html
  5. https://www.washingtonexaminer.com/news/man-armed-with-bow-and-arrow-rushed-by-protesters-in-salt-lake-city
  6. https://www.nytimes.com/2020/05/30/nyregion/protests-nyc-george-floyd.html
  7. A big dump of videos of crazy things going on:
Credit to u/xxxnina on Reddit
Police Starting attacks against protesters compilations: https://twitter.com/JordanUhl/status/1266917228752056320?s=20
or - https://www.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gtr02f/police\_actively\_seeking\_out\_fights\_compilation/?utm\_source=share&utm\_medium=web2x
Shoving an old white man standing with a cane onto the floor. https://twitter.com/bubbaprog/status/1266908354821206016?s=20
or - https://www.reddit.com/iamatotalpieceofshit/comments/gtsl56/salt\_lake\_city\_cop\_pushes\_old\_man\_with\_cane\_to/?utm\_source=share&utm\_medium=web2x
Cops pull down the mask of a PEACEFUL black protester and spray pepper spray onto his face. https://www.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gtsji2/black\_man\_with\_his\_hands\_in\_the\_air\_get\_his\_mask/?utm\_source=share&utm\_medium=ios\_app&utm\_name=iossmf
Peaceful protesting circle kneeling and cops attacking them with pepper spray.
https://twitter.com/taesvangogh/status/1266907922308558848?s=21
Some more:
Cop shoves a woman onto the ground who ends up having a seizure and ends up hospitalized in NYC. https://twitter.com/whitney\_hu/status/1266540710188195843?s=21
Casual, unprovoked assaults in NYC: https://twitter.com/btssavedmylife9/status/1266754310161006594?s=21
Door slamming drive-by in NYC: https://twitter.com/drivewendys/status/1266555286678048770?s=21
Two cop SUVs running over protesters in Brooklyn: https://twitter.com/pgarapon/status/1266885414016688134?s=21
Different angle of the Cop SUVs running into/over protesters in Brooklyn: https://twitter.com/rob\_bennett/status/1266894785375240193?s=21
https://www.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gtpmym/nypd\_rams\_truck\_into\_protesters/?utm\_source=share&utm\_medium=web2x
Casual pepper spray drive-by in Minneapolis on protesters: https://twitter.com/jordanuhl/status/1266193926316228609?s=21
SWAT Team in Salt Lake City shoving an old man to the ground: https://twitter.com/skye\_rtin/status/1266877962877460480?s=21
Cops shove someone then punch different person in the face repeatedly as they are pinned on the ground, Seattle: https://www.instagram.com/p/CAzfn6nHfbv/?igshid=19lhpwz0haa65
Aftermath of 9 year old being maced by cop in Seattle: https://twitter.com/witchyblvd/status/1266904233393217543?s=21
Or - https://www.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gtq339/9\_year\_old\_girl\_got\_maced\_in\_the\_face\_by\_cop\_at/?utm\_source=share&utm\_medium=web2x
Tear gassing protesters in Fort Wayne: https://twitter.com/blazedyukhei/status/1266533569029177346?s=21
Couple in Atlanta's car windows broken and tased for trying to drive home: https://twitter.com/kcj\_swish/status/1266913464234237954?s=21
Hands up, unarmed, they sic the dog on him in Sonoma County, CA (not protest related but still relevant): https://twitter.com/danielnewman/status/1266771549442453511?s=21
More casual macing: https://twitter.com/marioleugly/status/1266933807929798656?s=21
Shooting paint canisters(?) at people filming on their own porch, Minneapolis: https://twitter.com/awkwordrap/status/1266939808984772610?s=21
or - https://www.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gtsaam/please\_make\_this\_go\_viral\_i\_am\_begging\_you\_police/?utm\_source=share&utm\_medium=web2x
Officer tramples protester with horse in Houston: https://twitter.com/vikthewild/status/1266538354939756544?s=21
Police in Erie PA kicking down a peaceful protestor: https://www.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gu0b0j/police\_in\_erie\_pa\_kicking\_down\_a\_peaceful/?utm\_medium=android\_app&utm\_source=share
Seattle police pepper spraying peaceful protesters: https://www.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gtu0a6/the\_moment\_seattle\_police\_pepper\_sprayed\_peaceful/?utm\_source=share&utm\_medium=web2x
Law Enforcement Intentionally fire Explosive Device at News Crew in Minneapolis: https://www.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gtslcy/law\_enforcement\_intentionally\_fire\_explosive/?utm\_source=share&utm\_medium=web2x
Woman asks police to move after they park their car on her property, they proceed to break her teeth: https://www.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gtmama/woman\_asks\_police\_to\_move\_after\_they\_park\_thei?utm\_source=share&utm\_medium=web2x
Cop decides to shoot at protestor who hurt his ego by yelling 'F**k You' at him: https://www.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gtksgq/cop\_decides\_to\_shoot\_at\_protestor\_who\_hurt\_his/?utm\_source=share&utm\_medium=web2x
Black cop fired without pension for stopping another officer choking a suspect: https://www.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gtinxp/black\_cop\_fired\_without\_pension\_for\_stopping/?utm\_source=share&utm\_medium=web2x
Miami Police Department fires tear gas into crowd of protesters chanting “I can’t breathe”: https://www.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gu1c3miami\_police\_department\_fires\_tear\_gas\_into\_crowd/?utm\_source=share&utm\_medium=web2x
Cops sneak up to confiscate & destroy water and other supplies peaceful protestors are using in Louisville, KY: https://www.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gtpc0l/cops\_sneak\_up\_to\_confiscate\_destroy\_water\_and/?utm\_source=share&utm\_medium=web2x
Some rubber bullet victims:
A journalist who lost an eye. https://www.nytimes.com/2020/05/30/us/minneapolis-protests-press.html
La Mesa, California Police shot this woman in the head with rubber bullets whilst she was protesting peacefully (NSFW) : https://twitter.com/etpartipredsct1/status/1266935860865298432?s=20
or - https://www.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gtwxa3/la\_mesa\_california\_police\_shot\_this\_woman\_in\_the/?utm\_source=share&utm\_medium=web2x
This lady who took one to the face(NSFW): https://twitter.com/shannynsharyse/status/1266631722239766528?ref\_src=twsrc%5Etfw%7Ctwcamp%5Etweetembed%7Ctwterm%5E1266699486077825024&ref\_url=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.reddit.com%2Fr%2Fnews%2Fcomments%2Fgtsso9%2Fthere\_was\_no\_warning\_whatsoever\_police\_shoot\_tear%2F)
Black teenager shot in the face by Sacramento police: https://www.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gttqaj/black\_teenager\_shot\_in\_face\_by\_sacramento\_police/?utm\_medium=android\_app&utm\_source=share
Police shoots protestor for no reason: https://www.reddit.com/PublicFreakout/comments/gu3s6j/police\_shoots\_protestor\_for\_no\_reason/?utm\_source=share&utm\_medium=web2x
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