#biffs babbles

[long-lost-mcguffin]

has anybody talked about the parallel of ras + lloyd + arin all starting out as scared kids getting manipulated into doing bad things yet or can i start the presentation now

[mythical-bookworm]

Transformers: Back to the Future Issue #2 Ramblings

Issue #1 / Issue #3

And we are back with this semi-coherent babbling about this IDW comic run, so let's dive right in!

Plot

So, of course, Marty does not trust this hunk of metal that used to be the time machine. He has a skateboard, and he's not afraid to use it according to him. He wacks the poor Transformer's hand before a friendly laser from Starscream reminds him of the other hunk of metal that was chasing him. Giggawatt, as according to the 'Peroneal' page however fights Starscream back. So Marty tries to help by throwing the skateboard like it's the javel throwing olympics. Gotta admit he has a good arm between this and all the frissbee throwing.

Until the skateboard speaks

Yup, the skateboard was a transformer. Absolutely lame thing to turn into honestly the poor guy. Also not gonna try to wrap my head around the nonexistent physics of that entire bot being a skateboard. Does give a little better explanation on why there was a skateboard lying around though!

So they escape and Gigawatt brings them to 2015

Rooooooll credits!

Giggawatt brings them to a secret base in 2015 and Maty meets Rodimus Prime! Marty immedietly storms up to the absolutely gigantic bot and demands answers. Rodimus instead asks what he knows about Doc, as all of this is seemingly Doc's fault.

Remember that tape that was run over Marty was hoping to be Van Halen? If Van Halen is a decepticon named Rumble then yes, Marty was correct. If Skillz physics from a skateboard to his size didn't make sense, then we're just going to ignore the size difference from a tape to twice Doc's size. Anyways, Rumble transforms to normal, gravely injured after being run over. True to his decepticon name he deceives Doc into helping him, seeming like just a poor robot needing help. Doc, of course, helps fix him. Once fixed he calls for Megatron, the leader of the Decepticons, to retrieve the DeLorean. Except, in 2015, the autobots have made a successful stand. Megatron is heavily injured. And so, Rumble takes the DeLorean to go back in time himself. He goes to 1974 and captures Biff to do his bidding and make Energon cubes for ten years. He then finds the transformer's wreck ship and wakes up only the deceptions, while destroying the autobots, such as Optimus Prime, ensuring they are never there to protect humanity. Only a few autobots survived.

Now, why would the autobots know many of this? Well, Gigawatt used to be a decepticon! Well, he was a lousy one. He hated it. So, he scanned the DeLorean so he could transform into it! Unfortuently, his flux capacitor got damaged while escaping the decepticons, so he can't reliably jump into the past. When he jumped to 1985, he was aiming for 1974 to stop Rumble. So, he needs Doc to fix it.

Whoof, that was a lot.

We jump to Hill Valley in 2015 and HOLY CRAP GEORGE AND LORRAINE ARE STILL ALIVE???

Consider me impressed, in those conditions? There's no mention of Dave and Linda though, makes me worried what happened to them. But jeez, think about it, they've been at this for 30 years now. *shudders* However, I guess a deceptison is having a bad day because one little mistake and I guess George has to die. But then,

And out from behind comes our man (and dog) :)

Doc is absolutely decked out and I love that for him. Also can we talk about Einie? He is the absolute best and deserves the world (and still wearing the stopwatch I guess???)

So, now we know what's going on! Now the next part, figuring out what to do about it.

Characterization

The comics do an excellent job of showcasing Marty's impulsive and hotheaded tendencies. After all, in this issue, he sees a giant robot, many sizes bigger then him, and is first reaction is to hit it's hand with a skateboard. The moment he hears the suggestion that all hope is lost, he begins to storm out having the faintest clue whats going on to "do something". Marty just does and deals with the consequences later, just like he does in the movies!

Doc of course gets all excited about meeting Rumble, his eyes practically light up. Sounds like Doc, don't question why when the super cool and scientifically crazy thing is in front of you. Oh, and it needs help! Absolutely! (Proceeds to create an entire timeline of suffering)

Of all the characters I like Skillz the best. He's kinda laied back and pretty funny, but just enough chaos in him. He's pretty similar to Marty in ways so I'd think they'd either get along well or drive each other crazy. Maybe they'd do both.

Art

Love this issues art more then the previous one! Just overall nice expressions and such. Shading is really pretty too, especially that last panel with Doc. Now I don't know why but I love seeing these characters in epic positions

Meanwhile this panel is hilarious

On the right Skillz looks so deeply uncomfortable squished so tightly he should have just gone back to his tiny skateboard form. And then on the left poor Marty is Wishing for a Simpler Time of 20 Hours Ago (More like 5, when he was asleep)

Now enjoy a collection of Einie being the best boy and the artist absolutely knowing how to draw a dog

And of course the final panel I showed earlier. Cinnamon roll too pure for this world :)

This is the choice of picture the Autobots use for Doc. And I love that

However on their screens he looks like this and now I'm scared

He stares into your soul. Because he has none.

But you know what's more scary?

THE LACK OF BLUE IN HIS EYES- (I'll stop)

And so that concludes my ramble on Issue #2: Never trust objects. Ever.

Stay tuned for Issue #3: Fight! Fight! Fight!

[klwritesbooks]

🌊War of the Water Character Habits/Characteristics🌊

This post is for Machiavelli, a small siren who was locked up in a lobster trap and left to die by the rest of the sirens. She was found by Biff and John, my gay sons, and now she's they're child. These are some cute things she does 😄

Machiavelli is much like a cat, in that she's kinda useless at hunting. She likes to go after fish that are too slow to get away from her, dead fish, bits of seaweed or shells.

Machiavelli will bring whatever she's hunted to John to make him happy, even though that mainly includes dead fish and hermit crabs

At night, Machiavelli gets a certain amount of time to swim before the tide goes out/moon comes up. In this time, she will collect as many shells as possible and give them to John, but under no circumstances is he to discard of any, because that'd break her little heart

Machiavelli has a piece of driftwood she used to teethe, but now has an emotional attachment to it. It's kinda like her equivalent of a favourite teddy bear of stuffed toy, only it's a bit of wood

Though she was abandoned by the other sirens, she can still hear them sing sometimes. Because they never taught her to sing, she'll sit on a rock and just yell, because that's good enough

Machiavelli can't talk John and Biff's language, but has learned words that they say the most. With this, she's built up her own language but tends to just babble nonsencially until her point is made

Hates crabs and big fish, they're mean and fast and she can't catch them

Hates when seaweed touches her just like anyone else, and will throw the biggest of tantrums because John let that happen

Because Biff is significantly bigger than John muscle-wise, Machiavelli likes to use him as a climbing frame though Biff's not keen on that

Machiavelli views John as her mum, and is very confused as to why he doesn't have a tail when he's in the water with her. To make things better, and to help him swim better, she'll hold his hand if they go too far out

Let me know if you'd want to see more of these, I might just do them anyway 😄 also, if you want to be tagged in anything The City of Water/War of the Water related, let me know!

@jade-island-lives @concerningwolves @marigoldwritesthings

[sophiesworldofgames]

SofisWorld Island Journal #29

Welcome Barold and Cephalobot! 👋 Goodbye Rodeo! 😭

Did you miss me? You can watch today's episode on my YouTube! Or join my next Twitch stream on Friday from 10:00-12:00 EET. See my pinned post for links!

Oh my goodness... today was a LONG day! 😫 One thing led to another and I ended up streaming twice as long as I usually do. How do you longer stream streamers do it without losing your voice? *croaks hoarsely then sips warm honey tea*

We started out by welcoming our first Facility recruit: Barold! 📹

I'm not sure yet if I'm going to make him a researcher or just the security manager... we shall see. 🤔 But this funky lil dudes aesthetic is PERFECT for what I'm planning!

Next we set-up a new villager plot and went off on a whirlwind of plane rides! ✈ Met a bunch of new people - most of whom seemed to be visiting these little deserted islands on purpose, but a couple seemed to be... lost? (Biff honey, do you need a ride home?!)

After 20 tickets, destiny struck and we recruited our first robot! 🤖AHHHHH!!!!! I'm so excited!!!! He's even my favorite robot villager! 😍

That settled, I was ready to wrap up the stream! Literally AS I WAS DOING my end of stream spiel, Rodeo comes up to me and is like...

... Why, Rodeo, why? 😭 I knew you weren't going to be an end game villager and so you moving away was inevitable... but I didn't expect it so soon...

I looked up what the moveout process is and calculated those against my schedule for the rest of the week, and would not have had time to do another villager hunt any other day. So we took a short break for sustenance and strapped on our villager hunting hats again!

Time travelling forward to Friday got Rodeo in his boxes moving out, and Cephalobot in his boxes moving in.

TAKE A LOOK AT HIS AMAZING ROOM! AND HE HASN'T EVEN UNPACKED HIS FURNITURE! *unintelligible babbling in sci-fi*

Fast forward to Saturday, and on only our THIRD ticket, we stumble across a villager I somehow had completely missed when I was putting together my sci-fi villager list. 🤯

Meet Del! He's a mechanical cranky villager (my heart!) that is themed after a battle ship. I took a peak at his house and it will be another perfect fit for The Facility.

This week has been so amazing! I've solidified my plans and picked up three whole villagers for my sci-fi island. Things are starting and I'm so excited!

Thank you for letting me entertain you this week ♥ and I hope to have the chance to entertain you next week as well. Have a lovely weekend!

<3 Sophie

[long-lost-mcguffin]

finally buckling down to watch s2 p2 of dragons rising, i’m gonna liveblog it bc i’m bored. all reblogs/posts of this will be tagged as spoilers just in case, wish me luck team

[theultimatefan]

‘Clerks’ Director Kevin Smith, Jason Mewes Open For Business At Fan Expo Portland, January 21-23

Kevin Smith, who wrote and directed the 1994 independent cult hit Clerks, its 2006 sequel Clerks II and the upcoming next installment Clerks III, will join franchise stars Jason Mewes (“Jay”), Brian O’Halloran (“Dante Hicks”), Jeff Anderson (“Randal Graves”) and Trevor Fehrman (“Elias”) at the first FAN EXPO Portland, scheduled for January 21-23, 2022, at the Oregon Convention Center. They will greet fans, sign autographs, pose for photo ops and conduct Q&A panels and a live performance of the “Jay and Silent Bob Show” on Saturday, January 22.

For one of the first opportunities in over a decade, fans can get an in-person autograph and/or a Photo Op with the Real Jay and Silent Bob in character. Priority and general admission seating for the Jay and Silent Bob Show as well as the Ultimate Jay and Silent Bob show package (VIP seating, photo op, autographs) are on sale beginning today.

In addition to Clerks, Smith has made popular movies like Mallrats, Chasing Amy, Dogma, Jay & Silent Bob Strike Back and Red State. Through his podcasting company Smodcast.com, Smith hosts numerous shows including “Hollywood Babble-On,” “Smodcast” and “Jay & Silent Bob Get Old.”

The “Jay” in that tandem is Mewes, who has also appeared in several of Smith’s films among 100+ film and TV credits. The New Jersey native has also appeared in a variety of films, television roles and video game voiceovers, including Pauly Shore is Dead, Bitten, Breath of Hate, Silent but Deadly and “Hawaii Five-0.”

O’Halloran made his film debut in Clerks and, like Mewes, appeared in numerous Smith productions, including Mallrats, Chasing Amy and Dogma. He has reprised the “Dante” role in several iterations of the franchise, and last year had a regular turn in the series “On Our Own” and co-starred in the film Wit’s End.

Anderson appeared as “Randal” in Clerks, Clerks II and the TV series based on the film. He also had roles in Smith’s Dogma and was seen in “Star Wars: The Clone Wars” series and directed, wrote and starred in the 2002 film Now You Know.

Fehrman joined the Clerks family in Clerks II and will reprise "Elias” in the now-filming Clerks III. That came after a recurring role in the series “Encore, Encore” and a regular spot in “Odd Man Out.”

The Clerks fivesome joins a growing FAN EXPO Portland guest roster that already includes the Back to the Future foursome of Michael J. Fox (“Marty McFly”), Lea Thompson (“Lorraine”) Christopher Lloyd (“Dr. Emmett Brown”) and Thomas F. Wilson (“Biff Tannen”); “Sons of Anarchy” stars Ron Perlman, Theo Rossi and Ryan Hurst; “My Hero Academia” voice actors Justin Briner and Christopher Sabat; and Demon Slayer franchise standout Zach Aguilar. Additional celebrities, voice actors, creators, cosplayers and more at the major comics, sci-fi, horror, anime and gaming convention will be announced soon.

Executed with the highest level of health and safety measures in place, FAN EXPO Portland, previously produced as Wizard World Portland, will welcome fans to reunite for a weekend of non-stop programming and special guests. Tickets for FAN EXPO Portland are available now at www.fanexpoportland.com.

FAN EXPO Portland brings its unique brand of excitement to an event that will feature top celebrities, hundreds of exhibitors, creators and cosplayers as well as compelling programming, meet and greets, special events, family zones and more. FAN EXPO Portland will feature everything fans have loved about Wizard World Portland with even more all weekend. Details on guests and schedules will be announced soon.

Portland is the second event on the 2022 FAN EXPO HQ calendar; the full schedule is available at fanexpohq.com/home/events/.

[softboywriting]

"You're such a dork."

��Run at me!” Shawn yells from across the frozen courtyard outside his apartment building. 

“Hell no!” you laugh as you tiptoe across the ice covered gray paving stones. You had already fallen once and you were NOT going to try and run. Shawn was out of his god damned mind. 

“Cmon! Don’t be a wuss! Run!” he yells with a laugh and you glare at him. 

How dare he challenge you like that. You were NOT a wuss. You lock eyes with him and start running, feet slipping back and making you kick yourself a few times. The ground is so slick you’re sure you’re going to biff it and wreck your face any moment. 

Shawn has his arm out stretched and you run into them. He lifts you up and holds you a few feet off the ground, laughing like crazy. You’re not sure what’s worse. The almost slipping to your death or being held up like a toddler by your huge boyfriend. Your question is answered as Shawn literally starts to babble/sing the opening from The Circle of Life. 

"You're such a dork!” you laugh as he puts you down and hugs you close. 

“I just really wanted to do that.” He drops a kiss on your head and mumbles an I love you into your head before walking you to his Jeep. 

[comicfuryconfessional]

"jesus everyone is dumb and going to hell except for me" - HEY! Get your own shtick; this one's mine! Fuckin' morons. You're all awful AWFUL people! And who ever is trolling Babble and Kelty - knock it off ! I happen to think their doomed romance is adorable and honestly feel sad thinking about how this inevitable train-wreck is going to end in blood and tears. You're a bunch of creepy vultures waiting to swoop in to pick sloppy-second bones! Just - just awful... - biff

[timesorceror]

Day 8 (January 14th) - Anders and the Warden

Do you ship Anders with your warden or are they just very good friends? This day is dedicated to the Warden and Anders’ relationship. (Only positive Wardens and Anders friendly Wardens will be included for this.)

For @justhanderspositive‘s challenge: [HERE].

When Rashia was little, Anders was like a legend.

The very idea that even any one of them would attempt to escape the Circle was almost unthinkable, inconceivable. And Anders did this more than once. She would watch him from a far, across the mess hall, during classes with Wynne, in the dormitories at night when Jowan had finally stopped trying to get her attention and let her “read” her book in peace.

She’d stick her face in her books and peer over the edge of the binding, under her lashes, just to watch the fair-haired healer and his friend from afar.

Karl. Poor boy was only sixteen when he stared going grey.

And it seemed that Karl was Anders’ only friend. 

At least his only friend that he talked to. Just about everybody in the Circle was his friend: apprentices, Templars, even a few of the enchanters and (at least so it was rumored) a Senior Enchanter whom no one knew the name of, but they were more the sort of friend you snuck off behind the shelves or locked yourself in the storage rooms with. 

Being the resident escape artist made him a legend, yes, but it also made him a pariah. And that made Rashia’s heart hurt just a little.

And then Karl was transferred. Anders escaped a few more times. 

By the time Rashia had made her fatal error in helping Jowan find his phylactery and been conscripted by Duncan shortly afterwards, Anders had escaped six times. Only, she hadn’t seen him in a long time, which worried her. She could only hope he was merely serving his punishment somewhere in another part of the tower... because the alternative made her heart hurt even more.

Then there was Ostagar. The betrayal. Lothering. The Brecillian Forest.

It had been several months when she returned to the tower to call upon the Warden treaties for the aid of the mages. She didn’t see him then either. But she hadn’t really been looking. 

More months passed. She fell in love with Alistair. She killed Loghain in single combat. Slew the archdemon and rode off into the sunset with her fellow Warden. Sort of. They spent another month or so together after they’d all scattered to the winds. Even Zevran had left her for a time. 

And then she arrived at Vigil’s Keep.

It was raining. Of course it was. Rashia grit her teeth as she tried to see through the downpour. Mhairi was helpful, knowing the area the way she did. She liked Mhairi. She hoped this one survived the joining. 

They were attacked by darkspawn, and Rashia was surprised to note that the foul things had almost gotten the drop on them. How had that happened?

Alistair had taught her how to accurately sense them, and she’d grown even more accurate then he’d been able to be, so she knew that wasn’t the problem. But she didn’t have time to dwell on it, not when something had so obviously gone wrong. Still, it worried her that a Warden Fortress had been overrun by a single band of darkspawn. 

She helped a few soldiers get the medical supplies they needed before heading inside. And if she’d thought the outside was bad, the inside was worse.

By now she’d worked herself into a fury, and she was torching and freezing darkspawn left and right. Sometimes, when she got tired of casting, she drew her greatsword, Starfang, and she used the magic of the elven spirit to help her cleave their heads from their shoulders instead. 

“A-ha! There you are!” Called a familiar voice.

Oghren. 

“What... are you doing here?” Rasha asked, grateful to see him, though not so grateful to smell him. Well. At least he hadn’t changed, like she’d asked.

He chuffed, breathing a cloud of ale breath into her face. She didn’t bother trying to hide her discomfort; Oghren wouldn’t have noticed it to even be offended by it anyway.

“When these darkspawn showed up,” he replied, grinning at her, “I thought, “Just you wait until the new commander gets here and you’ll all be spitting teeth out yer arses!”” Rashia sighed softly and just gave him the universal look for, “Really?”

He didn’t seem to notice, and in fact continued with, “Followed the screaming, and sure enough, here you are. Good on ya!”

Apparently, according to Mhairi, he’d been here since before she’d left the keep to guide Rashia on her way there. He wanted to join the Wardens.

“Well, I’m not going to stop you,” Rashia said. “But we should probably secure the keep first.” Oghren chuckled, and belched. “Well what are we waiting for?”

They went down a series of hallways, killed more darkspawn. Looted the darkspawn. (“I still don’t understand why they bother carrying money,” Rashia muttered, “I mean, like, what are they for? Armor oil?” “Trophies, probably,” Mhairi supplied helpfully. “I know some giants in the Emerald Graves do that.” Oh. Well. That made much more sense.) Went down another hallway. There was a door at the end, and behind it, Rashia could sense magic being cast. Was there another mage warden still alive?

She turned the knob and pushed...

...and on the other side stood a mage wearing the tackiest set of mage robes she’d ever seen. Clearly not a warden, then. But they had their back to her, and they were torching a darkspawn with just their hands, barely keeping it at bay before eventually the damage grew to be too much and the darkspawn fell to the floor in a burning heap.

Rashia cleared her throat.

The mage jolted a little, turning around and wringing their hands. They were singed at the tips. Fire magic sometimes did that if your were too hasty with it. 

“I... ah. I didn’t do it.”

The mage was a man. Tall, blond. Wait...

“Hey! I know you from the Circle!” He grinned, but Rashia was too shocked to do the same. “Now, now, I know what they’ve been saying about me, but... ah, but this? Not my doing.” He jerked a thumb in the direction of a couple bodies in Templar armor. Judging by the injuries, they’d been killed by darkspawn.

“No,” she muttered, “I know darkspawn blade patterns. I believe you.”

He hadn’t seemed to have heard her, as he was still babbling about how Biff had gone down whilst fighting the darkspawn.

They exchanged pleasantries for a while, even introducing himself and blithely sharing his status as a wanted apostate. 

“I know who you are,” Rashia said evenly, meeting his eyes.

“Everyone knew who you were. Anders.”

There was a moment of silence, and then the faint sounds of more fighting and shouting could be heard over the storm. She fixed Anders with that commanding stare that had even worked on Sten and Shale now and again, and he straightened up instinctively.

“We’ve lost a lot of Wardens, and I need another fighter. Come help me, and I just might be able to help you.”

Then he followed her without a word, and the rest was history.

Yet several years later, Rashia sat inside a clinic in the bowls of Darktown. Perched on the edge of a cot, she watched as Anders once again took up the mantle of the Grey. The robes were thinner on him now, at least around the middle, but his muscles had somehow managed to grow more dense, not less, over his time away from the Order.

“So,” he asked her as he fastened the belt and adjusted the gloves. “How do I look?” Beside her, Ser Pounce-a-lot meowed loudly. She chuckled, rubbing the tabby’s head affectionately.

“You’re a little thin,” she said bluntly, “but Ser Pounce seems to agree that... you look good.” She gave him a quick once over as he walked over to sit on the cot across from hers. As soon as he was comfortable, Ser Pounce-a-lot leapt from his current position into Anders’ lap, and curled up there to begin purring up a storm. 

“I still can’t believe he’s here,” Anders murmured, running his fingertips through the tabby’s short fur. “I still can’t believe you’re here. It’s like seeing a legend come to life.”

Rashia chuckled. “That’s funny. I used to think of you like that.”

“What, me?” Anders stared at her, dumbfounded.

“Yes you. When we were in the Circle together. All of those escapes... all the stories you told... I remember stalking you after you’d finished enduring whatever punishments you’d been given, hanging on your every word so that I knew I was hearing it from the source. I knew you probably exaggerated some things, but if I heard them from you and not, say, Jowan, then I was less likely to hear about you “encountering a dragon after you’d run across the frozen Calahad” or something of that nature.”

“Huh. Really? I... I don’t know whether to be flattered, or...”

Rashia snorted, and then briefly descended into giggles. “I would not have called my behavior back then very flattering. But still, I thought of you as a legend nonetheless. Seeing you at the keep after slaying an Archdemon sort of... dismissed any notions I might’ve had about that, though, considering how I found you.”

“Oh yes, standing literally red handed over some burning darkspawn and dead Templars,” Anders deadpanned.

“I knew you hadn’t killed them, you know. Of course, if you’d been able to shut up for ten seconds you might’ve heard me say that.” She grinned at him. He scowled, but it didn’t stay. “I was never very good at that. I’m still bad at it. Even with Justice in my head.” He paused, adding, “Especially with Justice in my head.”

Rashia just hummed softly.

“Well, if I’m a legend come to life, then you’re a miracle, you know? I’d come home to the keep, first to find you missing, then dead? And then suddenly Stroud shows up with a girl who says she’s my cousin who both tell me that you’re not dead, you’re very much alive and living here in Kirkwall. After reading those reports and seeing the sketches... I had to come see you for myself. To make sure that you were really you.”

Anders was quiet for several moments as he focused on Ser Pounce.

“I was afraid for a long time, of Wardens coming for me. That they’d arrest me and kill me... us.” Little blue cracks of lightning spiderwebbed across his skin, and immediately she took his hands in hers, forcing him to meet her eyes once more as she’d done all those years ago.

“I’m not going to do that to you. In fact, I’m going to do whatever it takes to keep you here, and keep you safe. I’m not going to fail you this time, even if it means giving my life. And I’m going to help you and your cause. Both of you. Anders. Justice. Just... don’t do anything stupid again, and maybe you’ll live long enough to become a proper legend yourself. Alright?”

Anders, stunned speechless, could merely only nod in return.

Rashia, satisfied that she’d gotten through to them both, released their hands and leaned back again, glancing over at the pot they’d left to simmer on the fire in the back.

“Now, let’s see what we can do about putting more meat on those bones, hm?”

She got up, and Anders followed, carrying Ser Pounce-a-lot in his arms.

[samanthaohmuwrf]

Biff vs. Happy

Biff and Happy have different experiences with their dad that helps shape the way they treat him. Biff is older. He is trying to find himself. He is coping in his own way with experiences he has endured in life that have affected his reality. One being the time he saw his dad cheating. He says to his dad “You fake! You phony little fake! You fake!” (2382).  At this moment Biff lost respect for his dad. He distances himself from everything. He does not finish math to become a football player. He does not visit home often. He does not tell his family his address or write letters even when his mom says Willy “likes to have letters. Just to know there is still a possibility for better things” (2349). Biff says that he “could never stand taking orders from anybody” (2388) after what he saw. Willy and Biff used to have a really close relationship and then it was cut off. That is not good for anybody. Distancing leads to overthinking, and being left with no conclusion about a situation will certainly affect mental health (both Biff and Willy’s). Biff admits he use to have spite for his father, however now “there's no spite in it anymore” (2388). But that doesn’t mean that Biff is not willing to express his opinions of his dad… which can be voiced harshly sometimes. Like when he told his mom he “left [Willy] babbling in a toilet” (2387). Or when he abrubtly confronts his father about his contemplations on suicide he says he gives him no pity about it. I would assume that doesn’t help Willy’s mental health in anyway. Someone who has that much guilt feels it enough in themselves. I think Biff does these things because he feels sorry for his mom and it's his way to help his mom. He always stands up to his dad when he cuts her off or tells her to be quiet yet he never told her Willy cheated. Biff is left saying “He had the wrong dreams. All, all, wrong” (2391). Happy takes a very different approach to interacting with Willy. He is always trying to keep him calm and happy in front of family and at home. One time he even tells Biff off- “don’t call him crazy” (2350). Happy is constantly trying to make his father proud so he can feel acknowledged. I think this is partially because Happy feels like he was never enough to his father. There is just a vibe from the story that Biff and Willy had a closer relationship than Happy and Willy. Even in Willy’s flashback Happy says “I lost weight, Pop, you notice?” (2347). But, it’s also depicted that Happy sometimes doesn’t take that extra step to get to know his father deeper (at least that’s what I picked up from his mom’s perspective). Maybe Happy does not do more because he questions how he can help his dad’s state when he feels insignificant to him. Because he doesn’t know as much about Willy than Biff and Linda do, it makes him appear less mature. Now, one thing Happy does not do is defend his dad in public. He tells a woman he just met “no that’s not my father. He’s just a guy” (2380). Happy has a push and pull in himself to make his father proud or just pretend he doesn’t exist. After his dad’s death Happy says “I’m going to show you and everybody else that Willy Loman did not die in vain. He had a good dream. It’s the only dream you can have-to come out number-one man. He fought it out there, and this is where I’m going to win it for him (2391). So the question is… is Happy’s approach with his dad enough to help his mental state? I’m not sure. In the story his approaches seem silent. It’s nice that Happy wants to please his dad, but it doesn’t help him now that he’s gone. I mean Willy doesn’t know that Happy does not defend him in public so what’s the harm in it? Does the fact that not talking about his dad’s suicide because he was not aware of it make Happy more naive and less humane?

Both of the brother’s approaches to dealing with Willy are different. I am not the one to say which way is more ethical or humane than the other. So, that is why I decided to pick out the pieces in the story that stuck out to me and write down my interpretations of them. I acknowledge that I don’t know the “right” answer and I would rather analyze and question than say.

[chocolateheal]

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The Conception are the analogue of a bandage band. They alone existed for a abrupt spell—formed in 1966, fell afar in 1968— but during those months, they bore a complete that could’ve fabricated them stars. Adding to the Creation’s attitude is the actuality that they weren’t broadly heard at the time. In their built-in Britain, they eked out alone one hit, “Painter Man,” which aching the Top 40 at No. 36. But that’s bigger than they managed in the U.S., area they about didn’t exist; their four singles stiffed and the accidental 1967 LP We Are Paintermen never alike embodied in America.

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Eurodisco accouterments Boney M took their awning “Painter Man” into the UK Top 10 in 1979, but that had little to do with the bandage of the Conception that was already able-bodied underway. The aboriginal accurate beginning of Conception acquaintance accustomed in 1978, back the Jam clearly affected a Conception 45—“Biff Bang Pow,” the addition of “Painter Man”—in their collage of afflatus and self-celebration in the close sleeve for All Mod Cons. By the aboriginal ’80s, Television Personalities were accoutrement their songs and the band’s arch apostle Alan McGee formed a characterization alleged Conception and called his indie bandage afterwards “Biff Bang Pow.” Fan adherence doesn’t appear abundant clearer than that.

By that point, Edsel appear How Does It Feel To Feel, the aboriginal in a alternation of Conception abstracts created for British Invasion, freakbeat and attitude collectors. Many agnate collections accept appeared over the aftermost three decades, but Numero’s new double-disc Action Painting is the aboriginal Conception accumulation advised to address to admirers who ability not already apperceive them. It’s for bodies who may be acquainted of the bandage through the enduring consequence “Makin’ Time” fabricated in Wes Anderson’s 1998 blur Rushmore, or conceivably Ride’s awning of “How Does It Feel To Feel” in 1994, or maybe they aloof assurance Numero’s curation of the abandoned corners of our agreeable past.

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Action Painting absolutely contains its own beneficiary bait—the aboriginal disc includes remasters of the band’s aboriginal address mixes supervised by their ambassador Shel Talmy, while the additional contains all the ahead un-reissued aboriginal abandon the accumulation cut as the Mark Four forth with new stereo mixes—but its amount is in presenting the assignment of this amazing bandage in an calmly comestible fashion. The sequencing of Action Painting gives their short, agitated activity some coherence, presenting a anecdotal area the accumulation keeps blame adjoin the pricks of their time.

For outsiders, Shel Talmy may accommodate the best aperture to the Creation. Talmy produced the ancient hits of the Kinks and the Who (he’s amenable for the proto-metal bang of “You Really Got Me” and the audacious affront of “My Generation”) and the Conception benefitted from his edgeless touch. On his productions, Talmy ratcheted up the agitated pop-art of the Who back they were at the aiguille of their mod swagger, a move that was alone applicable for a bandage who seemed to abide in an abiding now, accompanying hoovering up account from R&B-besotted mods and affective psychedelia. In that sense, the Conception sometimes flirted with the abolishment of the Move, but area Roy Wood generally advantaged in irony, the Conception were sincere, never adopting an angled countenance back abracadabra after-effects of babble and accomplishments their whimsy with absolutely nasty, bent guitar riffs.

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The conception existed in a hot abode amid mod and psychedelia, alignment amid the delirious barge of the above and the mind-warping analysis of the latter. Listen to “Sylvette,” one of their ancient numbers: it’s about a carbon of Eddie Holland’s “Leaving Here”—notably covered by the Who on their 1965 admission My Generation—but the Conception feels coiled and lethal, as if they were advisedly befitting their abounding ability in check. One of their arch attributes is that they sounded almost vicious.

Innovation never played into the Creation’s legacy. Guitarist Eddie Phillips sawed a violin bow beyond his six strings, a move Jimmy Page would steal, but the bandage embodied their time added than transcended it. The activity that the bandage was consistently on the bend of a advance is what makes them agitative to this day. Decidedly in the address mixes that comprise disc one, they are active and alive, sometimes hinting at the apple-pie curve and big exhausted of mod, but usually aural like the adventurous access of pop art. It doesn’t cull you into a bookish atmosphere the way the best psychedelia does, it aloof detonates. “Biff Bang Pow” takes its name from banana art—the appellation suggests the hyper-stylized Batman alternation of 1966—and it rampages like the Who on a bender and it never makes a comedy for the head. Alike “How Does It Feel To Feel”—a churning amphitheater that suggests consciousness-expanding obsession—pushes beef over brain.

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The Conception accustomed aloof as the British Invasion befuddled off regimented R&B influences, again they ancient aloof as bedrock started to get added and weirder. Certainly, a bandage that was blame bawl organs and bawl guitars could’ve survived the breeze bedrock era, but that aboriginal abridgement of success pushed the bandage into a alternation of cadre upheavals, eventually dooming the band. Yet, their brief, afire activity is additionally why they abide captivating: they lived minute to minute, blame out their best account because it was acceptable they’d never survive to addition seven inch. Action Painting reflects this urgency, decidedly as the singles accumulation up one afterwards addition on the aboriginal disc. Here, the Conception generally anamnesis their peers—they’re as abandoned as the Who, able as the Kinks, as self-aware as the Move—but they assume absolutely original, a bandage with the ideas, complete and songs for the big time, but one that never bent the appropriate break. They are adored and accursed by absolute for a flash.

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Willy’s life charts a course from one abandonment to the next, leaving him in greater despair each time. Death of a Salesman. The American Dream. Willy believes wholeheartedly in what he considers the promise of the American Dream—that a “well liked” and “personally attractive” man in business will indubitably and deservedly acquire the material comforts offered by modern American life. Oddly, his fixation with the superficial qualities of attractiveness and likeability is at odds with a more gritty, more rewarding understanding of the American Dream that identifies hard work without complaint as the key to success. Willy’s interpretation of likeability is superficial—he childishly dislikes Bernard because he considers Bernard a nerd. Willy’s blind faith in his stunted version of the American Dream leads to his rapid psychological decline when he is unable to accept the disparity between the Dream and his own life. Willy’s father leaves him and Ben when Willy is very young, leaving Willy neither a tangible (money) nor an intangible (history) legacy. Ben eventually departs for Alaska, leaving Willy to lose himself in a warped vision of the American Dream. Likely a result of these early experiences, Willy develops a fear of abandonment, which makes him want his family to conform to the American Dream. His efforts to raise perfect sons, however, reflect his inability to understand reality. The young Biff, whom Willy considers the embodiment of promise, drops Willy and Willy’s zealous ambitions for him when he finds out about Willy’s adultery. Biff’s ongoing inability to succeed in business furthers his estrangement from Willy. When, at Frank’s Chop House, Willy finally believes that Biff is on the cusp of greatness, Biff shatters Willy’s illusions and, along with Happy, abandons the deluded, babbling Willy in the washroom. Willy’s primary obsession throughout the play is what he considers to be Biff’s betrayal of his ambitions for him. Willy believes that he has every right to expect Biff to fulfill the promise inherent in him. When Biff walks out on Willy’s ambitions for him, Willy takes this rejection as a personal affront (he associates it with “insult” and “spite”). Willy, after all, is a salesman, and Biff’s ego-crushing rebuff ultimately reflects Willy’s inability to sell him on the American Dream—the product in which Willy himself believes most faithfully.... View more ...

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Magic

What feels the most like magic to you? For me it’s books. It’s the idea of falling and landing in a place that’s not my own and even if it’s not a book tagged as fantasy or sci fi it feels like magic. I’m A Tree Grows in Brooklyn I sit in the fire escape with Francie reading her books and sucking on candy. I feel the pain of the women in her family as they live through heartbreaking loss and pain, as though it’s my own. I think about the miserable school Francie and Neely went to and how Francie found the school of her dreams and her father Johnny picked a house to falsify the school records and made sure Francie knew she had to be better than every other student or their secret would be found out. When Francie falls in love for the first time, when she sticks up for herself and proves how adult she really is to her mother I exclaim with joy. I read this book every year.

In Christopher Moore’s book Lamb I inhabit Biff, I feel the ferocity of his live for the future messiah. I want to guard Joshua and also explain the sin of the flesh to him. I want to be part of their journey and I find I can be while I spend hours devouring words. I should mention that I feel this way about most of Christopher Moore’s books and the one chance I had to be witty I blew it by babbling like a fan girl meeting Joey Mcintyre for the first time (New Edition and NKOTB are my boy bands)

Audrey Niffenegger wrote The Time Travelers Wife and had no idea a woman like me would be traveling with her characters. I have never not sobbed while reading that book. I have never cried during the movie though. I am in love with their love.

Right now my favorite is The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern. The visuals in my head, the pounding of my heart when the circus opens. I feel the wonder of each new tent as though I am standing in front of the wishing tree lighting my own candle.

The list of magic I have found is so long.

. “Love Walked In” by Marisa De Los Santos

“Ines Of My Soul” by Isabelle Allende

“Tricksters Choice” by Tamora Pierce

“Beauty” by Robin McKinley

“Let The Right One In” John Ajvide Lindqvist

And more and more and more.

This happens with music too but I’ll save that for another time.

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I literally titled it Western Sexytimes BTF

Marty McFly was so done with all this shit. First he gets sent back to the past and has to fight his mother’s attentions and play matchmaker between her and his dad. Then he goes to the future to save his kid but old Biff screws things up and changes the past. Then he goes back to the past before his starting point to prevent young Biff from screwing things up. Then he has to go to the Wild West. Dressed like the gayest cowboy in the world.

And apparently in the wild west, sexual orientation didn’t matter much as long as a guy was on top. But the poor fool on the bottom? Well, let’s just say the slang was surprisingly similar to what they used nowadays.

It all started when he first landed/drove into the wild west and the Indians were chasing him.

They stopped and stared.

Then an old wrinkled Indian with feathers and beads in his hair dismounted his horse. He turned to Marty and spoke.

“White man sodomizer,” he said in heavily accented English.

When Marty escaped them he ran into the cavalry.

“Well I say, I’ve never seen anything quite so…effeminate,” said a mustached cavalry leader.

Hell even the bear tried telling Marty how gay he was with interpretive dance, consistently pointing to its nether regions and Marty’s ass.

And when Marty was saved by his own great-grandfather’s parents, they gave him strange looks. But the baby said it straight out. “Gaygayagay,” Great grandpa William babbled in Marty’s arms before peeing on him with a knowing look. Which is totally creepy on a baby, to be honest.

Then he went into town. Everyone stared at him, man and woman. Even the children stared.

So he entered the Saloon looking for Doc.

“Hey McFly. Ah thought ah told you t’never show yer face here again,” of course. What would time travel even be without running into a Tannen?

Then he turned around and there was a manly looking cowboy with a gang of gunslingers giddily gawking-okay, evil cowboy henchmen (Marty’s brain gets alliterative when he’s nervous).

“An’ who might you be, li’l Pansy lookin fella?”

“Marty-Clint. Clint Eastwood,” he said.

“Well ain’t he purty in pink, right fellas?” Marty blushed as another mothertrucking Tannen got into his personal space.

“Check out them teeth boss,” said evil cowboy henchman number 1. “Only a man in’erested in th’ biznis o’ pleasurin’ other folks keeps his teeth that clean.”

The men were leering at Marty.

“He’s much prettier th’n those harlo’s up there. Whattaya say we take ‘im for a spin.” Evil possibly gay cowboy henchman number 2 said.

“Hey, I am not gay. No fucking homo. Goddamit 1950s, why do your cowboy costumes have to be so gay? I ain’t no queer or ‘sodomizer’!” Marty McFly was so done with this shit.

“Now holdup sweet thang. You don’t have to say one more word. Buford here’ll decide your fate. Personally I hope to keep ya.” Evil certainly gay cowboy henchman number 3 lightly slapped Marty’s face. “Y’all are much too pretty t’ be a dead man,” he leered.

“I think you are all just sexually confused and frustrated guys who will definitely eventually give each other AIDS one day. And hey, did you say Buford? As in Buford ‘Mad Dog’ Tannen?”

Mad Dog hissed and everyone in the saloon hid. “I. Hate. That. Name. For that I’ma ride you like a dog. S’all about establishin’ that you’re stronger’n the other guy, which won’t be too hard, eh runt?”

Marty gulped and reached for the first alcoholic drink he’d ever been served, downing it in one gulp. It burned as it went down, but the liquid courage lived up to its name.

“J-just leave me alone you gay cowboys. Geez,” he said and tried to run away. Instantly he had four guns in his face. “Dance li’l runt,” Buford said and shot at Marty’s feet.

“Technically that’s redundant,” Marty whined while jumping and ducking. He decided to actually dance, distracting the men who were now salivating at his moves.

“This one’ll be great in bed,” definitely gay said.

“He ain’t a woman but he’s breathin’ an’ well-groomed,” said henchman number 1.

“After him!” yelled Buford. Indeed, Marty had used the dancing to sneak away and ran out of the saloon, short legs taking him as far away as possible. 5’4 isn’t short. It’s not!

The evil gay cowboys jumped onto their horses (not a euphemism) and rode after Marty, who was eventually captured by a lasso.

“Well lookee here. We’ve caught ourselves an appetizer. Now y’all better not get that pretty lil’ outfit’a yours dirty boy. Now stand up an’ walk behind us or we will make y’ regret it.”

Marty stood up and ran behind the horse, too terrified to even stumble.

They trotted/walked for hours before coming across a big ranch with a mansion that almost bled money.

“Please let me go,” Marty huffed. “I’m gonna pass out man.”

He was led to the stables where the horses were tied up and Buford still did not let go of the dumb lasso.

The evil gay cowboys then laid him on the stable floor and started tying his legs to some posts.

“Wait, wait! You got me, I am a prostitute. Now if you tie me up and use me you might feel as good as a horsefucker. But if you let me do my thing, you’ll have a more willing partner who will make you feel good.” Damn his dumbass mouth. At least he’d have some semblance of control if they listened, but how would he be able to tell it was rape in the future-his future-if he was initiating?

The gay cowboys looked at each other and then at Buford. “Ya bring up some good points. Displease us an’ we’ll go back t’ this. I must say, I ain’t neva seen a male prostitute before, but mah expectashins are th’ same.”

They brought him into the house, still in that damn lasso. There was a room with a vintage looking bed that was huge for the 1850s. Marty climbed onto it and noticed the cowboys holding some rope menacingly. He gulped.

“So, a-uh-a few standard procedures before we begin. One: we limit this uh sex party to the house, not the barn or stables. Two: we have some kind of lubricant and protection-”

“-Protecshin? Ah’ve got protecshin right here,” one of the confused henchmen said and held up his gun.

Marty remembered the magical immunity pill Doc made him take in 2015 that would protect him from any disease past, present, and future from his base line time (1985).

“Uh nevermind. About that lubricant though….” He trailed off, questioning.

“What kinda whore don’t carry supplies with ‘er? Th’ only lubricant in this house is water ‘n saliva. We’d love for you t’use saliva,” probably gay said, stroking Marty’s cheek.

“Right, okay. I’m a little new at this, got a family to feed, sorry.” He ducked from the man’s gaze.

“Git started boi or ah’ll tie you t’ the bedposts and fuck you dry.”

Marty sighed and got to work, remembering his alternative. He hummed a sexy tune and started dancing, the pelvic moves of the 1980s a sight for the cowboys. Gaining more confidence, he started to sing.

“I’m bringing sexy back. Yeah. Them motherfuckers don’t know how to act. Yeah…dirty babe. You see these shackles baby I’m your slave,” he gestured to the rope and pretended to tie it around his neck. “I’ll let you whip me if I misbehave,” he grabbed Tannen’s whip and playfully tapped it against his ass. “It’s just that no-one makes me feel this way.”

The men watched as he slowly stripped out of his very pink outfit and tossed it on Definitely Gay, humming the chorus.

“Ah thought you said ya’ll was new t’this. Where’d ya learn t’do that?” Probably Gay’s eyes were wide with wonderment.

“The internet. Spent a lot of time in 2015, hence Justin Timberlake.” They all looked at him confused and he gave a sexy smirk, resuming his singing-dancing-stripping routine.

Once he was naked, he had to let the men touch his body.

“Such smooth supple skin,” Hench no 1 said as he rubbed his hands up Marty’s back. Marty leaned into the touch and moaned as he’d seen girls do in the adult theater back home. He felt more hands caress him and imagined he was at home with a bunch of girls. Suddenly he was painfully hard and he could feel how hard the other men were as he clumsily rubbed up against them, grinding on their crotches. His breathing slowed and his face turned red. He then felt himself being picked up and moved away from his little pre-orgy.

“Hey, what gives?” he asked.

It was Buford who looked exactly like Biff up close, Marty noticed.

“Ah’m takin’ ‘im first. Ya’ll can have him after me.” Marty’s heart pounded with fear and…anticipation?

“Now make like a forest and g’t!” He bellowed. His henchmen left the room disappointedly.

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