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they really went all out when they wrote silco. visually impaired cunty ex revolutionary with a beautiful nose and a situationship so bad he almost drowned. AND he's a girl dad

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i'm sorry but i can't get over it.

silco FINALLY making his appearance after jinx has been longing for him, and it's when she's at her absolute lowest. when she needs him the MOST.

and it's him telling her that his way was wrong, that the only way to break the cycle of violence is to be able to move forward and choose a better path.

the hallucination wasn't scary, wasn't berating or antagonizing. no scratches. just silco's presence there with her, trying to guide her as he always did but this time he's trying to guide her in the right direction because he (in their strange narrative way through a hallucination) recognizes that he lead her down a dark path by holding onto that anger.

that scene was so special to me sigh.

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Silco and his terror of a daughter

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Many forget that Nipton was never about Vulpes acting for his own sake. At the Fort, when you ask Caesar what the Frumentarii do, he tells you: "Infiltration, assassination, dramatic atrocities to break the spirit of the enemy..." Thats exactly what Nipton was: a dramatic atrocity, a letter that reads: "We are here. We have arrived."

It was never meant to be a lesson. The NCR does not care about morality, neither does the Legion. Nipton was a town that was destined to be destroyed not because it was a wicked place (Vulpes was lying through his teeth about the whole thing -the dead legionnaires are evidence- like thats what he does, that is literally his job!) but because it was small enough to burn without consequence, close enough for the message to be heard. Nipton wasn't a lesson. It was a spectacle, meant to be seen by the eyes of the Republic. Thats why the Courier is tasked to spread the news, they're a mailman delivering a letter.

And Vulpes? Can't say he's explicitly sadistic. A bad person? Absolutely. But not playful with his cruelty. He is just as cruel as every other legionary. The only difference is he is smarter about it, more intense.

Nipton isn’t a part of him. Nothing is. Nothing but the Legion. He does not carry the weight of that town. He does not look back to the ruins he has left behind. Nipton is no pang of remorse, no pleasure, no sin. It is merely a step forward. Proof that the Legion has entered the Bear's den, proof that its will is being done.

And we never see Vupes as he truly is. He is not a person, at least not anymore.

He wears a mask, a new face with every new encounter. In Nipton he is wearing the mask of a vexillarius, in the strip the mask of a gambler. And at the fort, he is just another legionary: red-clad and quiet, a little fox curled at the foot of his emperor's throne. He has 0 indicators of individuality, he is not a person. He's only a name, a shadow streching across the Mojave.

I do believe the only time we get a glimpse of who Vulpes truly is, is when Caesar tells his backstory. His cunning, his wit—but also his insubordination, a hint of rebellious youth. That is who I think he really is: a rebel boy, not in opposition to the Legion, but in relentless devotion to it. Someone who is willing to tear down every pillar, disobey every order just to see the flag rise higher.

Vulpes will slaughter, torture, and betray and engage in "profligate scum" activities for the benefit of his side. He is ready to serve even if it angers the Son of Mars. He doesn't ask for permission. Doesn't beg for forgiveness. He does what he must, then kneels before the blade waiting for the punishment that has never managed to come since his first trial as a decanus. And there is passion in that, a desire. To paint the desert with his nation's red, to whisper his lord's name to every ear, to tame the untamable: the idea, the dream.

At the Fort, we see him as nothing more than a docile soldier but we know that he is different, remarkable; Caesar had said it himself. Rebel boy: always ready to mangle and burn the world and himself along with it just to serve what he believes is providence.

He is "a rather intense young man," whose entire existence is a disguise. A spy so devoted to his duty that he has stripped himself of everything else. A spy, in the fine suit of a gentleman or under the hide of a coyote, tearing down his own tower of humanity as the gods he belives in look down and smile.

He is not a person. He hasn't been a person for a long time.

He is a name, a shadow, a hollowed out man. He is an animal kept at arms length, dog on a leash who does not want to be set free, a weapon, a tool. Pale hand of the Legion reaching west.

With every step through the desert, Vulpes Inculta has left a piece of himself behind, until he is left with nothing but blind faith and bloodied palms. And when you lose everything you ever had in a big bad wasteland you tend to cling onto the first bright colour you see:

Crimson—so inviting, so cruel. Like home.

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These boots stomp fascists

Based off of the extremely misogynistic 1974 Weyenberg Shoes ad. Image ID under the cut.

[Image ID: A picture of a heavy combat boot crushing the hand of Vulpes Inculta. The text across the top reads “Keep Legion where it belongs.” The combat boot is decorated with skulls and chains and the Roman numeral for six. Vulpes’ face is bloody and his glasses are lying broken in front of him. He is reaching for a platinum chip on the ground, just out of reach. The scene takes place in an empty desert.]

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send any criticisms to my venmo thx

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These boots stomp fascists

Based off of the extremely misogynistic 1974 Weyenberg Shoes ad. Image ID under the cut.

[Image ID: A picture of a heavy combat boot crushing the hand of Vulpes Inculta. The text across the top reads “Keep Legion where it belongs.” The combat boot is decorated with skulls and chains and the Roman numeral for six. Vulpes’ face is bloody and his glasses are lying broken in front of him. He is reaching for a platinum chip on the ground, just out of reach. The scene takes place in an empty desert.]

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God why

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started a legion playthrough not too long ago and I felt compelled to make these

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I felt I had to share the absolutely insane AI summary I got this morning

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Hilarious to me how there are only two instances of Stan Pines being compared to PT Barnum (at least that I'm aware of), one of them is in the character pitch, which was one of the earliest things created about the character, and the other one is on the tbob website.

And the way the whole course of his character's changed is so funny to me.

The first one is, like, lol, look at this weird and probably insane old ass charlatan

And the second one is an implication that he may canonically have PTSD

You fucked up a perfectly good con-man is what you did. Look at him. He's got PTSD!

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not being productive or relaxing but a secret third thing

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should i eat first or shower first *has phone in couch time for another 3 hours due to choice procrastination, a behavioral phenomenon observed in pigeons and rats as well*

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Me Giving a Pressed Conference: our advocacy for the disabled must include the addict, the imperfect victim, those we despise; the right to autonomy and life cannot devolve into a popularity contest

Reporter I Hate (Not Sexual Tension): Does that include all the attendees of the Bored Ape NFT event who went blind

Me: *Blood streaming from my nostrils and eyes* david, it includes everyone

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i’ve seen a lot of really messed up images in my time on the internet, weird fetish shit, even a few IRL gore images but nothing. NOTHING evokes such a deep seated, gut wrenching fear in me like this image of the fucking water slide from Action Park with the loop in it