Am I technically sentient,no
Bored snow
Godzilla is the king not because the other kaiju agree with him, but because no one has any fucking clue of what he's saying, but he's saying it with such conviction that no one dares question him.
The implications are just funny as hell. Like he could just be groaning that his feet hurt but everyone else thinks he's about to do an execution. Or trying to give a compliment yet others think he's about to slit their throat.
Godzilla: Listen Rodan, I'm disappointed but I understand why you did what you did. It was merely the nature of self preservation and survival. Nothing cowardly about that.
Rodan, who doesn't speak japanese and thinks Godzilla is threatening him:
You humans are strange, you know that? You have all this technology but you’re so primitive. You can travel worlds, turn a dead husk into a vibrant oasis, and you still use the tools you used where given at birth. not to mention your short lives. But I think that’s why you lasted so long in this cut-throat universe, you live for the moment.
The biggest example of this is adrenaline, your bodies manufacture and release a deadly toxin, and it makes you fearless, think, this causes some horrible problems, it can kill you, but you make it and release it to ignore pain and fear so in one moment you are not primal creatures you are gods immune to pain and fear.
Remember 5th Battalion at Kr-Zii?
They were beaten down, entrenched against huge odds, so what did you do? Surrender? No you attached your knives to your rifles and CHARGED at the masses, and slaughtered them!
Perhaps that’s what makes you so interesting. Most species only think about the future, but you think of the now, you are Children of The Moment, no matter what happens, you can make actions of unimaginable bravery, forget all fear because of your primal connections to adrenaline, we Ak'xell could do with some ourselves!
Locke: I suppose it's useless to tell you to leave.
John-117: I wouldn't miss this for anything.
Locke: You're funeral.
John-117: Already had one.
what if it was all worth it, in the end?
Tony
Steve
Bruce
Thor (to Loki)
Natasha
Clint
Loki
Fury
Agent Coulson
It was always dicey, dealing with the mermaids of the delta.
They were quick, with fast hands and faster smiles. Plenty of good men died by just getting too close, and they encouraged it.
Tiger scales were a warning, to anyone who knew to look for them. Even the crocodiles gave them wide berth.
Once in a while they fought.
Javan saw that once. Saw the brown water and the papyrus rattle as two predators fought, one with scales like armor and the other with knife and tooth and claw.
There was so much blood, he would never have known who won, except for the flash of gold scales and tiger stripes.
She was hurt. So hurt that she might have died, and yet he dared to bandage her, cautious because she could kill him any moment, but unable to leave her there, dying in the shallow water.
There was a giant, bloody tooth in her hand. He didn’t try to touch it.
“Why?”
He jumped and pulled his gun before he even quite knew what he was doing. The mermaid bared long, pointed teeth at him and hissed, tensing like she was about to bolt, or slash at him with her lethal claws.
For a long minute, they waited. She was fast. Probably fast enough to kill him, but not before he shot her at least once.
“Peace,” she said at last, and pointedly retracted her claws. Javan watched her. It could be a trap, and he hoped it wasn’t. Sure, the mermaids tended to be maneaters, and this one probably did exactly that, but he didn’t actually like killing anything. “I will do you no harm on this day, Arab.”
“I’m not an Arab,” Javan winced, but he did put his gun away. “I’m Armenian. Are you going to claw me if I patch you up?”
“Patch up?” she cocked her head and considered him. Her dark skin glittered with water droplets and her eyes were gold. “What is ‘patch up’?”
Right. No clothes. The concept of patching was probably unfamiliar.
“Bandage,” Javan nodded towards her still bleeding arm. “This is a bad place to be bleeding.”
She mulled that over, and seemed very aware of her long, golden tail that was half-submerged in the water. A trail of thick blood followed the current downstream.
“Very well,” she decided after a while. “Until we part ways, and unless it is in defense, I will not harm you.”
That was… pretty complete all things considered. Javan decided he would take it. “Gotcha. Okay, hold still.”
She did, and he dared to get closer so he could wash and bandage her bleeding hide. As soon as everything was clean, he held up a bottle of liquid bandage. “This will sting, but it will help.”
Again, she considered, and nodded her approval. He had to work quickly, but it didn’t take long to get her as whole as he could manage.
“Why help me?” she asked after a while, and waited until he finished with a bite down her arm to haul herself out onto the sparse grass nearby. “We kill your kind.”
“Yeah, I know,” Javan admitted, and prudently got out of range. He didn’t think she was going to change her mind about him, but it was never good to be close to the water, mermaid or no mermaid. “Your lot make mine real nervous. We keep losing guys down by the river.”
Not like they could do anything about it. They weren’t even supposed to be in this part of Africa, but there was something to be said for hiring mercenaries, and one of the local diamond barons needed some extra muscle.
“So why risk it?’ she persisted, and kicked her tail to spray water over herself. “Between me, and the crocodiles, I would think you would leave me.”
“I’ve seen a lot of death in the last couple weeks,” Javen said, and found a seat on a fallen log nearby. It was surprisingly bug-free, and he settled himself, interested in talking as long as he could. “I might be good at killing, but I try not to if I can help it.”
She hummed thoughtfully and rolled her crocodile tooth between her long fingers. Now that he looked, he realized she had a whole necklace of them.
“You helped me without asking anything in return,” she said quietly, and raised her bandaged arm. “Except that I not harm you while you did it, which is no proper repayment. Take this.”
She tossed him the tooth and Javan caught it reflexively. It filled his palm. The crocodile itself must have been absolutely huge.
“Wear it as a necklace,” she ordered him, and flashed him a smile that was pretty, and full of fangs. “And remember the name, Zamara.”
Before he could reply, she flipped and vanished into the murky water.
He looked down at the tooth in his hands and then at the dark water.
“Thanks,” he said to the empty air, and dug for some string.
He didn’t know what the tooth meant, but who was he to refuse a gift from a mermaid?
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One: The Fall of DOOM Slayer and Rise of Samuel Hayden
Samuel Hayden blamed DOOM Slayer for every - as we can see, the humans in the DOOM Eternal Trailers are pants shitingly terrified of DOOM Slayer.
Why?
Well, only one person survived Mars (besides DOOM Slayer himself) and that was our giant asshole robot friend. In all likelihood he told everyone that DOOM Slayer was was responsible for the demon outbreak, as well as responsible for the loss the precious argent energy.
Samuel took credit for ending the threat of the DOOM Slayer and the Hell invasion and elevated himself to being Humanities savior.
Jump to DOOM 2019, we see Samuel’s broken cybernetic body hanging in a labratory undergoing repairs. Why?
Well, he likely realized that maybe DOOM Slayer didn’t have it totally wrong about Hell and that the problem was getting out of hand as more and more demons came to Earth. So he tried to take the roll of the DOOM Slayer and push the darkness back, and failed miserably.
If you read his bio in DOOM 2016, you will find that he did in fact claim to have built his replacement cybernetic body to be so big and intimidating specifically so he could be the Hero mankind would need in the event something awful happened.
Two: The Wretch returns.
In the Testament of the DOOM Slayer, it is said that ‘The Wretch’ forged DOOM Slayer his armor, and turned him from the unstoppable juggernaut of death and destruction, into the the actual, literal, bogyman of hell that we know him as now. As the start of the trailer, we hear a voice similar to that of the one at the start of DOOM 2016, the one that tells us to RIP AND TEAR. UNTIL IT IS DONE, asking the DOOM Slayer why he has returned.
Obviously the Wretch will upgrade DOOM Slayers armor, and restore Vega! As you can hear Vega in several parts of game-play telling the DOOM Slayer what to do. This is likely done using magic from hell. So our lovable AI companion returns, likely turning again his creators to side with DOOM Slayer. Although he may not sound it, Vega is 100% Conscious and self aware, as stated in his Bio in DOOM 2016
Three: The Wrath of Heaven
So where the hell does Heaven come in?
The Forces of Heaven seek to punish mankind for consorting with Hell. All of mankind. Innocent and guilty alike. Obviously this does not fly with DOOM Slayer. DOOM Slayer cares for mankind and seeks to protect it, even from it self. So DOOM Slayers war against Hell will now extends to to Heaven, as Heaven seeks to kill them all.
tl;dr - Demons and Angels run when a DOOM Slayer goes to war.
“…Who don’t believe in anything?”
I really want a science fiction story where aliens come to invade earth and effortlessly wipe out humanity, only to be fought off by the wildlife.
They were expecting military resistance. They weren’t counting on bears.