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At 18, everyone receive a superpower. Your childhood friend got a power-absorption, your best friends got time control, and they quickly rise into top 100 most powerful superheroes. You got a mediocre superpower, but somehow got into the top 10. Today they visit you asking how you did it.
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Once when the gaang visits the Fire Nation, they’re all just on the side of too tipsy when Zuko leans in with the most grave expression imaginable.
“Aang,” Zuko says, “This has been… haunting me…. Why did your friends need to suck on those frogs?”
And Aang just gasps, and does not explain the frogs, because he has suddenly remembered that Miyuki is still wanted by the Fire Nation and that just won’t do. So Aang demands that Zuko pardon Miyuki for her crimes, which then gets the rest of the gaang to dogpile on and also demand justice for Miyuki.
Zuko is willing to hear him out.
…Zuko is significantly less willing to hear him out when Aang mentions that Miyuki is a cat.
(Zuko finds it difficult to believe that a cat is legitimately wanted by the Fire Nation)
But because they are all the worst, he relents and they all drunkenly stumble down to go find the records of Miyuki’s crimes and write her up a pardon, much to the chagrin of the night-shift archivist.
[Transcript:
Bill (Professional Henchman), wearing a black medical face mask, standing guard against a door: *to himself* "God I hate morning patrols. At least when I'm not on night patrol I'm not getting hit by Batman....Although I do have to wake up early so I might actually prefer getting hit by Batman."
Random Henchman (face exposed): *comes down the stairs* "Hey, man, Boss just called and said I'm gonna be guarding the door with you tonight."
Bill: "Sounds good. Whoa hey- where...where's your mask, man?"
Random Henchman: "Ex..excuse me?"
Bill: "Last time I checked we're still in the middle of a fucking pandemic, man. There's a mask mandate. Where's your fuckin' mask?"
RH: "Are you kidding?? Who fucking cares if there's a mask mandate, man. We're villains! We're henchmen, we're evil - we break the law all the time! It's literally our job!
Bill: "We're villains and we break the law, but we're not fuckin stupid. We still listen to science."
RH: "Maybe you do."
Bill: "What the actual fuck are you talk- we're working for a super scientist right now! That is Mr. Freeze in there!"
RH: "Don't be so fuckin' paranoid."
Bill: *closes eyes* "Tell me that a henchman in Gotham City did not just tell me to not be paranoid!!"
RH: "Fuckin' whatever. Still not wearing a mask, dude."
Bill: "Yes, the fuck you are! Or Imma report your ass to the Goonion!"
RH: "Fucking come on! Seriously, dude?"
Bill: "Absolutely! I am more concerned about my and everyone else's safety than your fuckin' friendship. Go put on a mask or you're getting reported, asshole."
RH: *glare*
Bill: *pointed look*
RH: "Fine. Fuck." *turns around* "God, you're a prick."
Bill: *calls after him sarcastically* "I'm sorry for caring about the people around me, you fucking heartless asshole!"
Bill: *mutters indistinctly to himself* "...don't even like wearing these things...get this shit over with..."
*waits*
Bill: *muttering again* "...fuckin' vaccinated, Jesus...for christ's sake..."
...
Bill: "...he go buy one from the 7/11? Where the fuck is he?"
RH: *coming back down* "I got a mask you fuckin' asshole."
Bill: "It's about fuckin ti...ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME??"
RH: *wearing a Cobra Commander full face helmet* "What? You said a mask! This is a mask!"
Bill: "You know good and goddamn well I meant a face mask!"
RH: "Sor-ry, but I don't carry medical grade face masks everywhere that I go!"
Bill: "Yeah, because the Cobra Commander helmet is so much more reasonable than having a- why do you have that?"
RH: "I'm a hench for hire okay? The Goonion sends me wherever I need to go and the last place I went was goddamn Cobra headquarters in Springfield!"
Bill: "That's from a another villain's henchman? That's even more reason you can't fucking wear it!"
RH: "D'you want me to wear a fucking mask or not??"
Bill: "I will just loan you a mask! Just take the helmet off!"
RH: "You mean you made me go through all this and you could have just loaned me a mask this entire fuckin time?"
Bill: "You're on year two of this motherfucker! Everyone has a mask! I did not think I was going to need to get you one or you were going to wear a fucking Cobra helmet! Take it off!"
RH: "Fine! Fuck. Goddamn it." *moves to take it off*
Bill: *mutters in disbelief* "Un-fucking-believable."
RH: *struggles with helmet, grunting*
Bill: *eyeroll* "What fuckin' now?"
RH: *muffled* "It's stuck."
Bill: "What."
RH: *frustrated groan* "It's fucking stuck, okay?"
Bill: *shakes head in disbelief* "How did you make it out of training?"
RH: *more frustrated groaning* "Are you gonna fucking help or not?"
Bill: "Fuck. Here." *pulls down helmet and feels around it* "There's a latch in the back."
RH: *grunt of approval* "There you go. Think you got it."
Bill: *stands back* "Alright. There. Jeez-"
RH: *pulls off helmet to reveal Red Hood helmet underneath* "Awesome. Thank you."
Bill: "Fuck!!!" *stumbles back and runs*
Red Hood: *to himself* "Nice to know they're at least staying safe. Welp." *cocks gun* "Time to fix that."]
As a fellow Indian. I'm asking you to please wear a mask and don't leave home.
Look, I know a good number of you are from the US and things aren't amazing there either, but my country is literally on the brink of collapse. So I'd love it if we could talk about that for a minute.
If you can't do anything else, please just read and reblog.
A second COVID wave has taken out the healthcare system. There are no more hospital beds. There's an oxygen shortage. There's a critical vaccine shortage. The Central Government has thrown its hands up and is passing the baton to the State Governments to do what they can.
There are over 16 million covid cases. A record 330,000 new cases reported yesterday - comparable to the US at its peak. 187,000 dead as of today.
There is no plan.
Mass cremations are taking place. The cremation grounds are running day and night and they are short on wood. People are watching their loved ones die while waiting for a hospital bed, and then they're unable to give them the proper burial rights.
Hospitals are overwhelmed. Patients are being confined, two to a bed. They're the lucky ones.
We are on the verge of people dying in the streets.
This is the second-most populous country in the world. The largest democracy. A country that encapsulates over 15,000 years of recorded human history and has endured everything from famine to invasion to colonisation.
We might be at the end. This might be the thing that does us in.
People are dying.
People are dying.
People are dying and there is no plan.
More good news? Variants are popping up. A double mutation strain has shown up. It is resistant to current vaccines. This will not go away. This is the devastation they warned of when the anti-maskers were out protesting the minor inconvenience of covering their face in public.
My country is on the verge of an emergency state. Our government has failed us. This is as dire a situation as it ever could be.
Look. I don't do much with my life. I write fics, some of you have read them and that's pretty much it. I spend my days with my head in the clouds because that's where I like to be.
But two days ago, my grandmother tested positive, had to be taken to hospital and the ambulance caught fire.
She barely made it to the urgent care she needs.
So, here I am, using whatever meager platform I have to cobble this request together. Because I have to do something.
If you can, donate.
Or spread the word.
Help. Please.