During A Recon:

Digital Oswald sketch

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I just realized how much lighter this is compared to my tablet-

Was randomly talking to my mom about the Maui fires a bit back and everything going on in Maui now, post fire, and it really got me thinking.

Growing up, I adored mountain fires. Being a kid in West side Waianae, mountain fires were a yearly thing since our mountains were so dry. Since Waianae is so dark(bc it's not a city like in the Windward side) you can't even see the mountains at night, making them blend in with the pitch black sky.

My living room had 2 wide sliding doors looking towards the mountains and whenever the fires came around, it would illuminate the fine mountain ridges. It was beautiful. I'd find myself sitting by that patio door every night just to see the dancing lines of blaze drawing the outlines of the almost invisible mountains, paired with the soft smell of smoke. The slight smoke filtered by the distance was one of my most pleasant and also memorable scents of my childhood.

I think it must have been weird for my parents then. Imagine seeing your child ritualistically sit by the open patio screen, staring out into the night in an entranced state? Plus the fact that it would be like that for a full month. Creepy...I'd even run out to see the fires the moment I woke up.

Another thing is a more cultural aspect. Pele. The Hawaiian goddess of fire and lava. Also my favorite Hawaiian Goddess growing up. Sometimes I'd find myself talking to the flames, miles away from my patio door as if it were Pele herself. I'd thank her for the beauty her flames provided as well as the beauty it would soon bring for these mountains.

Like I said, Waianae mountains are dry. Dry mountain = dirt colored, crusty grass aka brown mountains. Not your typical luscious green mountain full of life and care that you'd see on Hawai'is touristy ads and commercials. No. We don't have that in the Leeward. Thats why after the fires, our mountains would turn into a beautiful green, full of life and just beautiful.

This isn't really a comment on the Maui fires bc I have a lot to say about that, but with how nice a day I had, I kind of wanted to share a piece of my childhood.

I do have other stories of personal encounters with local legends and myths from family, but I wrote too much in one sitting and is probably gonna sleep.

Ah yes...haoles keep preaching that anything depicting my culture is "racism." Mary, Hawai'i is about Aloha, if you think anything with traditional hula skirts is racist then you need to grew up. Ain't no Hawaiian care about dis, only haoles like you.

depictions of indigenous people as primitive grass skirt wearing dancers is racist like always. but doubly so if you're implying they're pacific islanders. triple if they're meant to be "Hawaiian"

BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you're supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people you adore! Absolutely no pressure but. It's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out <3

Crying rn- tysm 🥺🥹

Lol ty @islandtarochips for the tag 🤍

But yeah, this is definitely me

Taging: @littlelalaland @itsastronxmy @justasmolbard @cloudofbutterflies92

Hula

Oswald: K, the first step is-

Soap: Pshhh, I've seen enough movies to know the basics. Watch, Bonnie! *Akwardly rotates hips*

Gaz: I don't think hula's supposed to look like that, Soap

Soap: *Scoffs* What do ye know 'bout hula?

Gaz: Enough to know what's idiotic

Oswald: *Clasps hands* Alright, Alright. We're not thrusting the air, Soap. *Bends knees to demonstrate* Bend your knees. Each bend rotates the hips, guiding the sway

Gaz: *Bends knees and sways* Like this?

Oswald: Yep. Just keep swaying like that

Soap: Ye show off *Purposely bumps Gaz with his hips*

Gaz: You wanna fight, Soap? *Bumps Soap back*

Soap: YOU'RE ON!

Soap and Gaz: *Having a fight using their hips*

Oswald: *Sighs* I give up...

Ghost: *Yells from outside the room* Looks like you're in a Hula-of trouble, Oz

Oswald: *Groans*

I clown on the British, but I think beans on toast is an ok meal. I grew up with pork n beans on rice and thought that was the epitome of culinary.

@the-whispers-of-death

Okay, so I tried to draw Stone but idk...

(Also, I was the anonymous ask about his faceclaims a couple days ago, but since this account isn't my main, I kinda didn't wanna put my main account out there. But I digress...I'll prob leave my asks with my account name so yk its me)

Sorry if I didnt do him justice. Let me know if I failed some parts

[Sniper(F-0-Z)]

Oswald, Mana and Dice: *Clearing an enemy building*

Oswald: *Swiftly checking each room with precision*

Dice: Left clear

Mana: Back clear

Oswald: *On coms* 5th floor clear. Advancing 6th

Laswell: Proceed with caution, we don't know what's up there

Oswald: Copy *Advances to 6th floor, clearing rooms and eliminating hostiles*

Dice: *Checking one final time* Looks like this place is a bust...

Mana: What now? Target's not here and we have no leads-

Gunman: *Comes out of nowhere, randomly firing at their direction*

Oswald, Mana, and Dice: *Quickly ducking behind a desk*

Oswald: Shoot-! We missed a guy!

Gunman: I-I have a bomb! *Lifts up detonator* dont move, and I won't push it!

Dice: *Whispers on coms* Theres a hostile with a detonator. We need-

Gunman: *Looks at Dice's direction* Y-you! What did you say? Who were you talking to?! I'll press it! *Pushes finger on the button slowly* I'll-!

Shot fires through window:

Gunman: *Falls to the ground*

Smokes: *Radioing Oswald* hostile down. Clear the building fast and get out of there

Dice: *Sighing while smirking bitterly* Saved again...

Smokes: *Still on coms* You owe me, Sarg. You too, Capt

Oswald: *Rolls eyes* Yeh, yeh. Just focus on keeping us alive

Smokes: Already am, Capt

1# Tea Maker

Ghost: *Walking into the mess hall, throbbing from the rough day*

Gaz and Price: *Sitting at the table, straight-faced and nervous*

Ghost: *Sits down, confused* Whats going on...?

Oswald: *Bringing out mugs of tea for them, smiling* Here, since you all had a rough day

Ghost: *Stares into the cup, grimacing* ...Oh...thanks, Oz...

Price: *Waits for Oz to turn away and dumps it in the nearest plant before smiling innocently* Appreciate it, Willow

Ghost: *Chugs it down fast so he wont taste it*

Ghost: *Gags* Yum, thanks Bon- *Gags*

Gaz: *Dumps his tea in Ghosts cup while Oz's back is turned* Oh...so good!

Ghost: *Glares at Gaz before gagging again*

Oswald: *Smiles* So glad you all loved it! I'll make sure to make you more next time

Soap: *Drinking the perfectly brewed coffee Oswald made, laughing at them*

Ghost:

Ghost: I'm going to kill you all