#the script was just.... very predictable

[carlytayjepsen]

am i the only one who didn't like barbie......

[devilsskettle]

dinner in america is such a “take what you want from it and leave the rest” movie for me because i do think it’s very cute and i can buy into some of the wish fulfillment nature of the story but admittedly there are some parts that really don’t work for me, there are some parts that fall a little flat either in terms of the characters or humor, and the pacing is a bit of a challenge tbh. but it’s unbelievable what the human brain can overcome by virtue of simply Just Liking That Guy

[glitterhoof]

WHAT THE FUUUUUCK HOLY SHIT??? HOLY SHIT???

[thenugking]

Predictions for the future of Doctor Who

disney backs out

2027 gives us a special that explains whatever the fuck's going on with billie piper. It makes everyone very angry but it ends with us getting a new doctor and the promise of a full new series in 2029!

the 2029 series has less budget and is only six episodes long. The producers try to explain this is actually a Good Thing because they can make a really tight epic story arc that's going to be Doctor Who Like You've Never Seen It Before!

It's followed by another 6 episode series on 2031. These series are generally agreed to be Shit, with a couple of absolutely amazing completely bizarre episodes that will be remembered forever.

The BBC do not cancel Doctor Who. It's just going on a little bit of a hiatus. Don't worry about it.

Wilderness Years 2 Electric Boogaloo begins.

Big Finish gets a big boost in popularity as people go there for new Doctor Who content. They produce more and more adventures with no more plot than, "And we have this Fan Favourite Character back to team up with this other Fan Favourite, and fight this Classic Monster!!" as quality goes steadily downhill. By 2035 they're releasing a new audio every day and using AI write their scripts.

The BBC licences a new series of novels that they don't really care about, which are generally agreed to be some of the greatest Doctor Who stories of all time.

In 2050 or so Doctor Who is brought back as a hard reboot, using a lot of ideas from the 2005 series (the Doctor is the Last of the Time Lords, there's a large focus on the companion's home life). This makes a lot of Doctor Who fans extremely angry but also genuinely refreshes the franchise and makes for an extremely good series. David Tennant makes a guest appearance as the Master.

In the 2062 season finale, there's a surprise appearance from Jodie Whitaker, who comes out in costume and frantically explains to the current Doctor that the Division have Done It Again and erased a whole lot of their past.

This leads into next year's 100 year anniversary special, which retroactively reconises all of original Doctor Who. It's bad.

[baeshijima]

mr reca fic where he’s suffering a creative slump due to the lack of good scripts (by his standards) from various screenwriters. he feels himself going positively insane with every script he’s given.

it’s too dull. it’s too predictable. this one has no creative flair whatsoever!! that one just doesn’t spark enough imagination!!!

it’s troublesome, really. some think he’s really going through it, while others believe the scripts he’s been given won’t bring him enough money. but really, who cares about monetary value when it is he who cannot even begin to picture himself enjoying the process that comes with each script?

and so that is how he finds himself wandering around aimlessly. sometimes the outdoors is necessary for the mind, and who knows? perhaps he really will find something that will give him a spark. hmm, those trees are looking a little dull. the sky overhead is too cloudy. hm? did he just hear thunder—

something collides into his chest, a choked “oof!” following soon after. he stumbles backwards a little, papers flying through the air around him. he blinks once, twice, at the sight of you on the ground, muttering something under your breath before a sharp gasp escapes you, hastily scrambling to gather the papers fluttering and strewn around.

one such paper falls into his hands. he glances over its contents, skimming through it as he goes to pass it over to you with an apology at the tip of his tongue, only to freeze.

this… this is genius! this is absolutely the pinnacle of writing!! while a little rough around the edges (as drafts usually tend to be), his once clouded mind is now clear, giving way to a blank canvas which slowly depicts the imagery your writing induces. idea after idea pours into his brain as he can visualise exactly what he wants, his body trembling and heart pounding as he insantly fixates on your panicked form still collecting all the fallen papers.

“yes… yes! this is what i was looking for! everything about this is pure artistry! the possibilities are endless, the sky is the limit!!”

this is possibly the happiest and freest he has felt in what seems like eons! seriously, compared to those other mind-numbing scripts this truly is the pinnacle of writing itself.

a laugh full of pure, unadulterated glee escapes him, careful not to crinkle the god-sent paper cradled in his palms. “you! you’re a genius!”

“i’m a wha…?”

he whirls in the direction of the source of the voice, further praises and a proposal for a collaboration on the tip of his tongue, only for his breath to catch in his throat.

you… you’re so radiant! even with that disheveled appearance and absolutely adorable confused expression you’re giving him, he never realised such beauty existed! not only does your writing fill him with endless creativity, but his pounding heart, parched throat and warming skin tells him you’re definitely the main character!

but wait! if you were to be the main character, then would that make him the main character’s love interest? surely he wouldn’t have had such a cliché meet-cute like bumping into each other if he wasn’t the love interest! but what if there is a second love interest? no, no, he can oust them…

you, on the other hand, believe you’re about to get whiplash instead of the man, baffled at how he instantly switched from a maniac to stark silence to muttering senselessly with a dreamy expression.

well, each to their own. you have more pressing matters, and that’s to quickly return home and continue fantasising before you forget the idea! but first, you have to get the last piece of paper back…

“um… sir? can i have my paper back, please?”

in an instant, he kneels in front of you. now that you’re at eye level, he certainly is very handsome. if you didn’t know any better, you would have thought this was some movie or drama plot with him as the main lead! oh, but why is he holding your hands—

“yes, i will spend the rest of my life with you.”

“…what?”

tldr; you’re just a silly writer who daydreams far too much for their own good, and somehow managed to bag top-tier director mr reca with the power of said daydreams. (his ever-growing obsession with you is concerning to say the least but, hey! what genius isn’t at least a little insane?)

[twilightofthesandwiches]

Pretty much as soon as the first Chapter of Deltarune came out, people were pointing out how the ending theme 'Don't Forget' came off as very... double meaning-y. It was ambiguous in a way that it could come off as very comforting and heartfelt or very creepy and threatening depending on how you interpret it.

My prediction (based on just, General Vibes of the kind of narrative I think Toby Fox wants to make) has always been is that both the heartwarming and sinister meanings of the song are True and present in the game. There's gonna be some Stuff happening in the game that will make the lyrics of this song come off as very sinister, but also stuff that make it seem like an honest heartfelt song about friends sticking together.

And I think that's pretty much what's been going on, especially with Chapter 4.

Cause while we already had the light running low, and places that we know turning into fantasy and light quite literally shining in our SOUL, the ending of Chapter 4 brought up one very important piece of lyric that wasn't really accounted for before.

The promise in our hearts.

So "Don't Forget" can be interpreted as a song from the Evil Phone Voice and/or the Knight (it's probably Carol Holiday, but I don't wanna make definitive statements before the whole story is concluded cause Toby might have one or more narrative curveballs up his dog-sleeve) reminding Kris that no matter where they are, even in the depths of the Dark Worlds they are bound by whatever Promise they made to follow Evil Phone Voice's plans.

"Don't forget, I'm with you in the dark" would be especially chilling if Carol is the Roaring Knight (or that it's Dess, 'the promise in our hearts' meaning they are both bound by a promise to Carol). It would be basically the Knight singing "hey you better not try anything funny or go off-script because I can and WILL kick your ass".

But, well... this isn't necessarily the only 'Promise' in this game. There are less 'official' and less sinister promises as well. Like Susie's promise to decorate Ralsei's room, and Ralsei's promise to be more honest with Susie and, well...

"Don't Forget" could also easily be about the promises of friendship between the Three Heroes, and their promises to try and prevent whatever terrible fate the Prophecy has given them, and to be there for each other in the Dark.

Especially when you consider the context for the scene where 'the light inside your SOUL' became very literal

was a very heartfelt scene of the friendship and caring both Susie and Ralsei hold for Kris.

In a way, the two interpretations of 'Don't Forget' kinda represent Kris' dilemma at the end of Chapter 4. They're essentially hearing "don't forget, I'm with you in the dark" from both Susie and the Evil Phone Voice.

[bananabreads]

Small habits ⋆˚𖥔 ݁ ˖𓂃.☘︎ ݁˖

Dad!Rafayel, Dad!Caleb, Dad!Sylus, Dad!Zayne, Dad!Xavier — Dad!lads with their children's small habits around them (⁠￣⁠︶⁠￣⁠)

RAFAYEL — copycat

You weren’t even trying to eavesdrop. You were just passing by the living room with a bowl of snacks in hand when you heard it.

“Hmph. Predictable,” Rafayel muttered.

A beat later, in a tiny, high pitched, serious voice followed. “Predictable,” Seraphina echoed, snuggled under the same blanket beside him.

You slowed your steps and peeked into the room.

There they were, Rafayel stretched out on the couch, remote in one hand, face unreadable as some dramatic movie played on screen. And nestled right up against his side, wrapped in a too-large throw blanket, was your four year old daughter, Seraphina.

Legs crossed the same way. Arms folded just like his. Staring at the screen with her best 'I’m an adult too' expression.

“This dialogue is terrible,” Rafayel said, taking a lazy sip of his drink.

“This dialogue is terrible,” Seraphina repeated, sipping from her juice box like she had a PhD in watching movies.

You bit your lip to keep from laughing and leaned quietly against the doorframe.

Rafayel tilted his head at the screen, his eyes narrowing. “I saw that twist coming twenty minutes ago.”

Seraphina immediately followed suit. “Saw it coming so early,” she mumbled, mimicking his head tilt.

Rafayel raised a single brow. “The villain has no depth.”

“No depth at all,” Seraphina echoed, hugging her plush closer.

You finally stepped into the room. “You two enjoying the movie?”

They turned in sync to look at you.

Same blank expression. Same slow blink. Same slight air of superiority.

Seraphina didn’t even miss a beat. “It’s tolerable.”

Rafayel added, “The movie's whole script is boring and plain.”

“Boring and plain,” Seraphina echoed.

You walked around the couch and plopped down beside them, raising an eyebrow at your daughter. “Are you copying Daddy again?”

She gasped, offended. “No! I’m just… agreeing.”

“She’s very agreeable today,” Rafayel said, gently brushing her waves away from her face.

“I’m so agreeable,” Seraphina nodded seriously, cuddling closer into his side.

You leaned in closer to whisper to Rafayel, “She’s literally become your tiny shadow.”

He smirked. “Imitation is the highest form of flattery.”

From the other side of him, Seraphina whispered to herself, “Flattery.”

You snorted into your palm. “I guess i have two rafayels now.."

CALEB — His daughter keeps on trying to scare him with the same prank every day.

It was already past 7 PM. Caleb had to work overtime at the fleet today because of important matters. You were currently cooking in the kitchen while your daughter was just running around the place.

As soon as she heard Caleb's keys jingling as he walked toward the entrance, she quickly rushed to the door, muffling her giggles with her small hand as she darted behind the coat hanging on the coat rack. She tried her best to disguise herself, holding the large coat that only covered her upper half. Her little feet, however, were clearly visible—though she thought she was completely invisible.

She kept giggling to herself as Caleb finally opened the door. He clearly saw her hiding there but played along, acting oblivious.

“Honey, I’m home,” he called out as he took off his shoes and placed them next to the coat rack.

Your daughter giggled harder, squirming a bit with excitement. Caleb could hear you cooking in the kitchen and kept pretending not to notice the little figure behind the coat rack.

“Sweetie? Daddy’s home,” he said again, stepping forward as if looking around the living room.

Your daughter took this as her cue. She leapt from behind the coat rack with her tiny hands raised like claws.

“Boo!” she yelled, standing proudly like a little monster. It made Caleb smile—she looked just like you used to when you were kids, trying to act fiercely.

He gasped dramatically and staggered back a step. “Sweetie, you scared me!” he chuckled, feigning shock in his voice.

Giggling, she looked up at him with sparkling eyes. “Was I scary, Daddy?”

Caleb gently scooped her up in his arms, showering her face with kisses as she squealed.

“Mhm, you scared me very much, sweetie,” he said softly, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

She giggled in triumph, proud of her daily prank, even though Caleb had seen it coming every single time. And still, every single time, he acted like it was the best scare he’d ever had.

SYLUS — When he’s away on a mission, she still needs him to sleep.

It had only been two days since Sylus left for a short mission, but your daughter already missed him like it had been weeks.

She refused to sleep in her own room without him there, not when she was so used to falling asleep with her father reading her story books and keeping her company. Sylus had always spoiled her, always staying until she drifted off, sometimes even pretending to be asleep just so she wouldn’t stir.

Tonight was no different. Except this time, it was you who had to step in.

She was curled up on your chest in your shared bed, breathing softly, using one of Sylus’ shirts like a blanket. It was clearly too big for her, but she held it tight, buried in it like it gave her magic comfort. Another proper blanket was draped over both of you as you gently rubbed her back.

You had your phone propped up, video calling Sylus, the screen softly glowing in the dim room.

“She didn’t want to sleep without you again,” you whispered with a small smile, glancing down at the little girl on your chest.

On the screen, Sylus gave a soft chuckle, but his eyes were warm, just a little sad. “She’s got me wrapped around her finger,” he murmured.

“She really does,” you said, adjusting the phone so he could see her more clearly.

She stirred a little, holding his shirt tighter in her arms, then mumbled in her sleep, “Daddy…”

Sylus’ expression softened even more. “I’ll be back in two more nights,” he whispered. “Tell her that?”

You nodded. “She knows. But she still wants to sleep with your shirt ‘cause it smells like you.”

“I’ll never wash it again,” Sylus teased softly.

You laughed quietly. “You’d let her get away with anything, huh?”

He smiled. “Only you and her, sweetie.”

You looked down at your daughter again, so peaceful and small, the weight of Sylus’ absence made a little easier just by his scent and his voice on the call.

“She’ll be okay,” you whispered.

“I know..” Sylus said gently, “But tell her… Daddy misses her too.”

ZAYNE — always gotta keep her parents updated..

The living room was warm and quiet sunlight streaming in through the half opened curtains, painting gold over soft blankets and scattered toys. Zayne sat on the edge of the couch, half distracted by the files he was reviewing on his ipad. But not so distracted that he didn’t look up the moment little footsteps padded over the rug.

“Daddy,” Jasmine said in her small but clear voice, tugging at the hem of his shirt with one chubby hand.

He immediately set the tablet down. “Yes, sweetheart?”

She stood up straight, expression serious, her favorite plush olaf tucked under one arm, hair slightly tousled from her earlier nap.

“I’m going to the kitchen to get a macaron,” she declared, pointing in the exact direction of the kitchen like it was a mission briefing.

Zayne blinked, then smiled softly. “Just one macaron?”

She nodded solemnly. “Just one. Mommy said I can have one if I finish my broccoli. And I did. So now, I get my macaron.”

Zayne gave a small, approving nod, as if this were the final step of a very important deal. “Alright, Mommy's little agent. Proceed with your operation.”

She giggled, saluted with her tiny fingers, and marched away.

Zayne watched her go with a chuckle before glancing down at the couch beside him, where you had dozed off mid-afternoon, curled up in one of his hoodies. He smiled to himself. Peaceful moments like this were rare in his line of work, and maybe that’s why he clung to every second of them.

A few minutes later, Jasmine was back, small crumbs around her mouth.

“Daddy,” she said again.

“Yes?” Zayne replied as he looked at jasmine.

“I’m done with my macaron. Now I’m going to my playroom.”

Zayne set the ipad aside completely this time, reaching out to lift her into his lap. She gave a surprised squeak but didn’t fight it—only snuggled in, resting her head against his chest.

“You always tell us what you’re about to do,” he murmured, brushing her hair back, “Why is that, hmm?”

She looked up at him like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “So you know where I am. So you won’t get worried.”

Zayne's chest filled with awe, “You’re very thoughtful, Jasmine.” he whispered, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “Thank you for always telling us.”

She nodded, content. “And now… I’m going to sleep. On Daddy.

Zayne smiled, laying her gently across his chest, where her breathing started to slow.

“…Just so you know,” she mumbled sleepily.

“I know,” he whispered back. “I’ll be right here, just rest up, sweetie." He said as he gently kissed your daughter's forehead.

XAVIER — mastering balance

You crept down the hallway to check up on xavier and your son, but suddenly saw xavier napping on the couch—head tilted back, lips slightly parted, chest rising and falling.

And on top of him… chaos.

A small toy car balanced on his forehead.

A half-eaten biscuit resting gently on his cheek.

A block tower three-high stacked on his chest.

A sock turned into a ball, now placed in his hands.

A spoon in between his fingers.

Your three year old son was wildly focused— standing at the edge of the couch, tongue perking out in concentration as he slowly balanced a plushie on his father's knee.

You clamped a hand over your mouth to keep yourself from laughing.

Xavier, somehow, somehow, didn’t wake up.

Your son turned to you and gave a bright, whispery report, “Shhh, Mommy. I’m building a tower.”

“A tower, huh?” you whispered back, tiptoeing closer. “Why that?”

He shrugged like it was obvious. “’Cause papa's big and still. Like a mountain. And I’m making him comfy.”

You glanced at the block wobbling on Xavier’s chest. “You sure he’s comfy with all that on him?”

Your son nodded nonchalantly, “He likes it. He didn’t even move.”

You bit back another laugh. “He’s probably too tired to move.

Xavier snored softly in agreement.

You reached for your phone and snapped a quick photo of the masterpiece, because how could you not? It was a cute and funny father and son bonding moment.

Your son tugged at your shirt. “Mommy?”

You looked at your son and gently pinched his cheeks, “Yeah, sweetheart?”

“Can i put bunbun on papa's head?” he innocently asked

“…Let’s not.” you saidas you lightly chuckled and sighed.

[kiefbowl]

wait ok genuinely kind of interested in your opinion on porn now......... if only because those big 3 you mentioned are always the reasons i see people throwing out so id love to hear a deeper take than that

I'm genuinely surprised anyone could follow me and not know my stance on porn, but that's okay. simplified and in no particular order and in no means exhaustive:

porn creates perverse incentives

porn normalizes the purchase of women as sexual objects for men to use

porn is often called "rape on tape" by feminists, which I mostly agree with in the sense that if a woman would otherwise not have had sex except that she is being paid, then she is not consenting. you cannot purchase consent, the consent is not meaningful then.

additionally, you can not verify if you are watching people be raped in any other way. porn sites are filled with stolen videos, coerced videos, actual minors, aggressive rape that was filmed with or without the victim's knowledge, and other videos of this nature. there is no way to verify this at all from videos that are somehow not these things. things like "amateur" are often just marketing by the porn company or pimp, or they're stolen videos.

porn creates a social script for sex. this social script is least of all - boring and predictable. it also reinforces the long standing conservative gender understanding (see 2). porn also reinforces ideas of homophobia and racism under the guise of "taboo." porn is literally so conservative, but because it's considered "shocking" to "puritans" (religious men watch porn all the time), people talk like it's this liberal fantasy. porn is constantly reestablishing the status quo in the most perverse ways.

it's been demonstrated that people who are porn addicts very quickly escalate to more violent porn, and that this plays out in their sex lives with their (often vulnerable) sex partners.

the violence that happens in porn is real. the idea that it's a "fantasy" is marketing by porn website and pimps. if a man slaps a woman across the face, that really happened. why does it matter if she says "yes" to it - that's her "job" so how can she say no? (see 3 and also 4).

there is so much evidence and testimony by porn stars of the absolutely awful and terrifying conditions in which they work, even in the quote unquote "real" industry. drugs, alcohol, violence, coercion, exposure to STIs, homelessness, pimping, prostitution, mental illness, suicide, lack of benefits. It's bananas that anyone would be surprised by this when it's pointed out, we're talking about an industry that films sex on video. The majority of people in the sex industry want out. It ruins their lives, and once in it's very hard to leave and lead a normal life. The idea that the industry needs regulation to be "fixed" is bizarre and just seems like pimp and porn industry marketing to get people to look the other way.

Poverty creates porn. Social welfare for the poorest of our women would prevent them from entering the industry in the first place. Women go into porn out of need, not desire. social media pushes that porn stars loooove their jobs is 1. porn site and pimp propaganda 2. literally marketing because men want to believe this.

I am not religious, I don't believe in god. I love sex and masturbation. it's the most natural thing in the world and people don't actually need to "learn" how to do it - it's innate within us. Porn is just one more way to humiliate women in a misogynist society that requires women to be fearful of sex and rape constantly, and uneducated in their own sexual desires and boundaries.

[miiashiifts]

weirdly specific things i scripted in my band dr ✶

some of these are very niche so be warned, also literally none of these correlate to the fact that i scripted them in my band dr - this just so happens to be my main dr at the moment lmao???

✶ my parents started letterboxd accounts for me & my twin sister sadie when we were born and logged every single movie we watched & rewatched up until we were 13 and started managing our own accounts (and letterboxd somehow existed in 2005 when we were born lol)

✶ (another letterboxd themed one) you can change your profile backdrop to any movie, whether or not it’s in your top 4

✶ all gen z “pop stars” are ACTUAL pop stars, they aren’t boring & performative like most are here :/

✶ my award show predictions are almost always correct, and if i’m rooting for a specific person to win they usually do

✶ season 2 of twin peaks wasn’t a mess… david lynch & mark frost carried on directing the rest of the episodes post laura’s killer’s reveal and the episodes actually had meaning

✶ kate king & becki jones were never bullied off social media (my queens omg pls come back the uk needs you)

✶ kpop (specifically girl groups) stayed similar to how it was in the late 90s & 2000s (this came to me last night when i remembered the wonder girls 💔)

✶ the movies ‘rosemary’s baby (1968)’ and ‘repulsion (1965)’ were directed by someone other than p*lanski & he was never born (he’s damn lucky i didn’t script that he dies a slow & painful death i hate that man more than anything.)

✶ hole released the original version of rock star & the version of asking for it that features kurt

✶ influencer culture is practically non-existent, any internet celeb is famous for a reason besides just doing grwms and hauls

✶ bisexuality is more normalised than heterosexuality (who said that 🥸)

✶ mtv still exists and it’s still thriving just like how it was in the 80s / 90s

✶ you can buy any criterion blu ray in the uk & they’re all region free (only realised you couldn’t buy some over here the other week when i tried buying the inland empire blu ray???!! literally why)

✶ radio stations still feel authentic & they actually play good music (inspired by this tiktok sound. i wanna crawl up and die every time i hear it oh my god)

✶ the club silencio theatre from mulholland drive wasn’t turned into an apple store. this was a crime against humanity.

✶ i can listen to mitski (and any other artist i religiously listened to at 13) without getting war flashbacks ❤️

✶ all of the additional lost footage from blue velvet was found & included as special features in the current pressings of the dvd

✶ people i know are always throwing themed parties & everyone actually takes it seriously (and they play good music too. turn that benson boone OFF)

✶ i have a taba squishy collection! (can you blame me)

[akanemnon]

So um..................

I know your on a break but uh.. it was bound to happen but I suppose some things don't make sense now in twin runs right like toroiel.?

But also OH MY GOD WHAT A RIDE

What are your thoughts on the new chapters?

I suggest you read this post or the FAQ

Either way Deltarune Chapter 3 and 4 talk under the cut

SOOOOOOO that just happened.

I know the two chapters would be very different in tone, but I didn't think it would be THAT stark of a contrast.

I REALLY did not expect the Roaring Knight to make an appearance that early as Chapter 3. I honestly thought they would make their first appearance in Chapter 4, BUT I'M NOT COMPLAINING. Because WHOOOO that was a ride. I'm quite bad at the game, so I didn't get the shadow mantle before the encounter. But I DID see what happens when you actually go ahead and beat them! That puts so much shit into perspective. Especially with everything that's involving Kris.

I'm sure the fandom is busy putting all the puzzle pieces together and stuff. I know I AM! But it does feel nice to see that my interpretation of their dislike for the Player but outright needing them is pretty accurate. I didn't expect to be smacked with hockey stick, but hey... I getchu Kris. And I am really sorry.

ANOTHER thing I called was how dead people can turn into Darkners when tethered to an object. I feel really vindicated in my writing when I saw that.

Also can we talk about Gerson???? CAN WE TALK ABOUT MOTHERFUCKING GERSON BOOM???? Man, I am SO GLAD he got to shine in chapter 4. His presence in Undertale as a veteran of the human and monster war was already super interesting. And now he is IN THE FRIGGIN SPOTLIGHT AS A MENTOR FIGURE. I AM EATING THIS UP. Also his battle theme is a certified banger.

Oh yeah, speaking of the characters in general, I am SO HAPPY how much growth we got from both Susie and Ralsei in these two chapters. It is so insane how well-written these characters are. IT FEELS SO FUCKING REAL. Man, this is why Toby is such a big inspiration in writing for me. AND I DIDN'T EVEN MENTION TENNA YET????? I swear, when I first saw him I was instantly thinking of all the other Tenna interpretations out there and how they could have NEVER predicted this. And the SPAMTON CONNECTIONS??? These two idolized one another and took so much from each other but could never be the other. That is both sad and hilarious at the same time-

ALSO THE FUCKING TITAN AT THE END????? Now I can see why Toby would've never been able to do Deltarune as his first project. This shit was INSANE /verpos

I could go for hours about this btw. Still finding secrets here and there and rewriting bits from The Other Script as we speak...

[drdemonprince]

obviously people who work with The Public have very good systemic reasons to complain about customers, and i would never tone police them for that or say it is not their sacred right to bitch about how the public is dumb. hating on customers is a time honored tradition and an important bonding and stress relief practice

it's just the case that the actual root of their suffering is the exploitation and alienation of the industry in which they are working, and the highly routinized, structured interactions which they are forced to reenact hundreds of times in a day, with a focus placed upon brute efficiency and predictability, such that they only way that they can experience another person who is confused, has questions, or breaks the expected script is as an annoyance or a dummy, rather than as a human being who is not operating with the same information or incentives as them.

not saying anyone should be more patient with customers, truly fuck them, it just ultimately sucks that capitalism creates an adversarial relationship between service worker and customer when typically both parties are being taken advantage of by a common evil.

the more rigidly scripted the customer service dialogue options are on the phone, the more frustrated and stuck the customer calling in is because they have no way of communicating accurately what they need, and the more the customer service worker on the other end of the line (who is forced to act out that script) hates them, when obviously it's the people writing the phone script and forcing it onto people who is the source of the evil, etcetera.

[sublimati0ns]

daily koss #24: sometimes you guys are gonna have to put up with me posting the most random ass goofy AUs…

@dallacuna mentioned offhandedly that if Knock Out was in Little Shop of Horrors he’d be the dentist and the conversation spiralled…

Lacuna and I agreed none of the TFP characters suited Audrey, so I ended up using Windblade cuz I’ve been reading the IDW ‘05 run and (wack orientalism ass design aside) I really like her and her dynamic with Starscream so far :( Not me shipping yet another rarepair

Starscream was originally Smokescreen’s evil plant but Knock Out rizzed him up so he switched sides 🤦

KO is able to do this because Smokescreen’s attempt to avenge Windblade’s mistreatment doesn’t go to script and he ends up just dragging an unconscious Knock Out back to the flower shop, grappling with whether or not he should kill him after all, but Knock Out wakes up and ends up encountering Starscream

He was like ‘you know having to feed you live prey will end up eating at his conscience and he’ll end up betraying you right 😏’ and SS was like ‘oh and you won’t?’ and KO was like ‘please—I’m in this mess because I’m a sadist, I’m afraid; the only qualm I have with murder is how much work it is to hide a body [HINT HINT]’ their stupid ass you scratch my paint I scratch yours canon event 😭 so SS was like ‘Sorry, Smokescreen, but I’m afraid it seems our little partnership has come to an end [EVIL EMOJI]’

But maybe KO does not get to let SS cannibalise him maybe Smokescreen escapes… My baby boy…

KOSS short-sighted idiot moment immediately follows this scenario because they’re both like wait where are we going to keep Starscream. We can’t just leave him in the flower shop it’s going to be weird for Knock Out to rock up all the time. But they can’t just move him cuz he’s a 20ft plant

SS just expected KO to have a plan for this for some reason and he gets mad and KO is like ‘well YOU’RE the higher alien lifeform here I thought you’d have a spaceship???’ and SS is like ‘????? ⬅️ A PLANT WITH ROOTS IN THE GROUND’

They somehow work things out and then Knock Out becomes a serial killer for fun and business. Truly wretched…

It’s KOSS though so they need to have relationship drama; when KO realises the take over the world and kill all humans plan is for serious he gets mad like what about HIM??? HE lives there??? HELLO??? He thought they were going to publicise Starscream as a cool freak of nature and become famous??? And SS (idiot) is like Sorry you felt that way; I suppose I could always kill you last 🤷 And then KO starts trying to kill him

SS is pissed off but also feels bad for some reason… So crazy why does he feel hurt by this :((( It makes no sense :((( So even though he’s like ‘*scoff* No matter—he’s just some human; he played his role and now he’s in my way’ he can’t bring himself to kill KO 🤦 Very predictable

They end up making up though. Roll end credits of their domestic serial killer life /hit

Breakdown is Knock Out’s hygienist/secretary but unlike the original dentist he treats BD well! BD usually stays in his own lane but sometimes gets called in to help with the murder nonsense

I have not figured out the rest of the cast but might if I percolate this silly AU more ahahaha

[nqueso-lies]

So where are you at with Buck and Tommy? 

For some reason, I’m suddenly seeing even the most typically steadfast with their positivity start to waver and even assert that Buck and Tommy may not be happening anymore, that Tim may return to Tommy if he ever feels like it, “but I won’t hold my breath.”

And I don’t get that. Because here are the narrative facts: The last we really saw of Tommy, not counting Bobby’s funeral service, he was looking at Buck through a monitor in tears. In a non-scripted moment added in during filming. Shortly after Tommy said, “And for you.” This after Buck and Tommy had another miscommunication that was very much left open-ended. After they had sex. After admitting they both wanted to reach out to each other.

But somehow, this points to Tim Minear suddenly getting bored of Tommy and wanting to switch things up at the last minute? What am I missing? Was there some kind of damning and definitive leak shutting the door on this? Because unless there was and I’m just missing out here, I would expect amateur hour doomsday predictions pertaining to Buck and Tommy from Buddies, not my fellow BuckTommy’s. 

At worst, the ‘will they won’t they’ is being stretched into season 9. But to just write everything off and assume it’s close to over for the pair? The show itself seems to strongly disagree.

I'm expecting Tommy in the finale.

Now, I will say, I am not expecting a huge scene. I'm expecting a scene like all the other couples when they got back together. All of these were literally a minute long.

Bathena: Athena was ashamed her marriage ended, and she didn't want anyone to know about her and Bobby -> Bobby asks her leave -> She shows up to the station, kisses Bobby, and suddenly they're okay.

Athena had asked Bobby to move in, he freaked and left -> has one conversation with Hen -> proposes.

Henren: Hen tells Karen about Denny -> Karen leaves -> Chim tells Karen thst that Hen died on a call before revealing he's lying -> Karen shows up at their house and decides to stay

Madney: Doug happens -> they decide to take time to heal -> Maddie shows up and asks Chim out

Madney break up after Boston -> Maddie stays at Chim's while her apartment is being worked on -> they sleep together -> Maddie decides she wants them to be a family again.

Honestly, I'm probably delusional, but I expect Tommy to show up at Buck's, and he tells him how he feels. Buck kisses him or says he feels the same, and, ta da, they're together.

[lostreverb]

RANDOM LUKE COOPER HC'S

a/n: writing a fic for him and he's just so cute and i keep getting ideas for him ahh my cinephile bf i need him might fuck around and write some NSFW ones later (SORRY THIS IS REALLY LONG I GOT CARRIED AWAY) bf! headcanons are here!!

he's very quiet if he's not talking about movies

not audibly just like only gives one word or one sentence answers

which means he's a VERY dry texter (it's not personal he's just like that)

though he does post his every unfiltered thought to his twitter (which has SOO many followers like a shitton)

doesn't understand typing in lowercase and thinks it's dumb (but if you type in lowercase he won't call it dumb but he'll express he thinks it's weird)

has the worst handwriting ever but that's because it's almost like a kind of unreadable script (like doctor handwriting)

he listens to all kinds of music really aside from like pop or country

also really likes monty python

he really likes musicals (singing in the rain, phantom of the opera, the sound of music) b/c he was introduced to them when he was very young so they're very nostalgic for him

but he'll never mention it because his friends would make fun of him for it

(would LOVEEEEEEEE la la land)

used to read books a lot more when he was younger

is a superhero comic book fan

he can play piano really well (parents made him play) he just doesn't give a fuck about piano

he's also like crazy smart and would do super well in school if he applied himself he just doesn't care

he really wants to switch his major to film studies but his parents wouldn't approve (but he's thinking about doing it anyway)

became completely desensitized to gore and nudity at a young age because he'd always just watch whatever movies his dad put on

wrote a series of letters to quentin tarantino as a kid and got one letter back and it's his most prized possession

likes maintaining eye contact with people for too long because it makes them uncomfortable

just generally likes messing with people and being a little shit b/c he likes how easy it is to mess with ppls emotions cause they're so predictable (which is kinda a red flag but he's never really taken something too far)

b/c of this no one really takes him seriously which bothers him a bit but he knows it's his fault

which is why when you do actually take interest in what he says he finds himself falling for you

he never got "lost" in the forest with michael he just hates being in nature and michael was annoying him so he walked back to the car

after a bit he looked outside and saw everyone panicking so he got out and went back to the group and everyone was acting like he died

he thinks it was too far for his parents to cut michael off but he also didn't care

thinks michael's annoying at times but the things he does are funny and he uses him as content for his twitter

has been so engrossed in his own world his whole life he doesn't think about girls

though his main crushes are sarah connor (terminator), the bride (kill bill), storm (x-men), and mikaela banes (transformers - but he hates the transformer movies)

but he has very little or no experience at all

he's probably the first in his friend group to have a girlfriend too

his only knowledge about talking to girls is from movies so yk the james bonds, george clooney, harrison ford are his main influences

which means if he has a crush on you he'll just stare at you all the time, bother and tease you relentlessly and try to banter cause that's the only way he knows how to get closer

he'll also try by memorizing your coffee order

if you don't drink coffee he'll try to find out what you do drink (without directly asking you)

he'll never confess, you'll have to first and use the most straightforward language or else he won't take a hint

once you start dating he has no idea how to treat you anymore

he just constantly flips between being the sweetest bf ever and the bane of your existence

if he annoys you too much and you get upset his first response will be "what? i didn't even do anything" or some other cheeky response

you'll have to help him to unlearn that

though he's a very caring boyfriend and would help you carry things around the office and drive you places and get you presents

doesn't give a fuck about most things (other than you and movies)

he just is so obsessed with you and loves being around you all the time

he's not incredibly keen on pda but sometimes he'll hold your hand and kiss your cheek in public

if you kiss him in front of other people he'll get really flustered and be noticeably disoriented for a bit after

feels weird using pet names but he'll use the occasional baby or babe

he'll discover how good it feels to cuddle it'll be his favorite thing to do along with watching movies with you

run your hands through / play with his hair and he'll fold completely

the first time you do it he'll probably involuntarily moan and get so embarrassed about it it'll take a few weeks before he'll let you do it again

during those few weeks he'll think about how your hands felt almost obsessively he's never felt anything like it

he'll create a list of movies to watch with you and once a month he'll let you choose the movie

he's really good at gift giving because he makes sure to pay extra attention to the things you like (especially movie related things bc he has good contacts)

he's definitely one of the first people to ever use letterboxd

he loves being able to drop you off at home from work because more often than not you'll stop someplace to get something to eat or head to his place and watch a movie and he loves doing that with you

he also likes picking you up in the morning because then you get to go on his coffee run with him (you'll make sure everyone's orders are correct and he'll whine and groan about it saying it's not worth the time but he appreciates it)

will definitely get you to do his work for him

his work clothes used to belong to his dad which is why they're just a tad too big for him

outside of work he typically wears zip-up hoodies and jeans with a graphic t-shirt (probably related to a film he likes)

instead of a bookshelf, he has a DVD shelf in his room (that's very well organized and categorized)

and he has a really high end tv and surround sound system that he and his dad paid for

he researched how movie theatres make their popcorn and buys the special ingredients directly from one by his house

used to have the whole script of citizen kane memorized but it's been a second since he last recited it

he's written his own scripts before but he doesn't think they're any good (he's pretty hard on himself about it)

but if he does end up making a project he'll 100% cast you in it

[resha04]

rottmnt fic rec

I am currently deep in hyperfixation over these turtles, and one of my ways to channel it is doing fic recs. My fic reading experience isn't as extensive as most of the fandom, but I want to focus on reccing those fics that don't seem to be as popular! (at least by what I see on tumblr)

(98% is Leo-centric, though)

Enjoy~!

PART 2

PART 3

PART 4

Little Scraps of Wisdom by clandestineClairvoyant (series; Splinter & the boys): Lou Jitsu emerged from the lab explosion unmutated, found help in the form of his old friend and lawyer, and the tots live their lives free in the human world. A lot of wholesomeness and generally just feel-good fics that are very well-written, with wonderful OCs.

The Greatest Thing We've Lost by SupremeCommanderOfPencils (multi-chapter; complete; Leo-centric; Leo & Raph): The farmhouse-arc-we-never-got fic. BUT it is not just that. Leo is coping with chronic pain and the loss of a limb, and there's a growing dread (anxiety) in his mind about Raph, on top of all that. The portrayal of his feelings and reactions to all of those problems feel very real and relatable. Honestly one of the best rottmnt fics I've read.

Script by yellowhollyhock (oneshot; Leo & Donnie): Leo is having a not-so-good day and will not talk, but Donnie might just know how to make it better. One of my favorites; it's heartwarming and I especially love Donnie's characterization.

WWLJD (What Would Lou Jitsu Do?) by word_dissociation (oneshot; Splinter & the kids): Several scenes of the early days of Splinter's mutation, how he adjusts to living in the sewers and being father to four boys. The bath scene is my personal fave.

decompress by Tenka (oneshot; Leo-centric, but all the brothers + Splinter + Casey play an important part): Post-invasion fic where everyone is recovering but Leo is focusing more on everyone else's recovery instead of his own. There is a heart-to-heart talk with Raph that involves mind-melding and is genuinely one of the best I've read. The dose of humor and hurt/comfort is just right, and everything is doused in family feels.

I'll let you hit me twice by story_monger (oneshot; Leo & Donnie): Leo got hit with a truth spell, while Donnie got hit with an obedience one. Unsurprisingly, it leads to an important conversation being had. The twins' dynamic is so good here; I love how they have this... system of keeping the fairness in their interaction.

Excerpt: "It was like when he and Leo roughhoused too hard as kids. Don't cry, don’t cry, I’m sorry, look you can hit me too. Hit me back right now; it’s a freebie. I’ll let you hit me twice, don’t cry."

bad blud by bigdamnher0 (two-shots; Leo & Donnie): The one fic that destroyed me. Leo feels like he is left behind, with his brothers going forward with their lives, having new friends, and spending less and less time home. He feels it most acutely with Donnie, and an attempt to fix it with a pair of mystic bracelets backfired - and that's putting it mildly. Honestly, he's trying!! He tried to move forward too, and he didn't have any malevolent intention with the bracelets!!

An excerpt: "There was an ending to this story that Leo could predict. They were careening towards it; by the doorstep of the kitchen, Leo froze with his armful of plates and listened to his family laugh and laugh like they could hear it coming too: the inevitable crash, the moment when Leo’s family stopped being all his—and where would that leave him?"

when I'm nothing new by alwerakoo (oneshot; Leo-centric): In contrast to the previous fic, in this one Leo takes a big step forward in his life. And the entire family is there to support him, including Draxum. This one feels bittersweet and somewhat fulfilling, seeing Leo gets older and wiser and is finally getting his bearing in life.

Fly Our Kites in the Wind by like_theletter (oneshot; Mikey & Leo): Mikey got Leo a new best friend. He's anxious about whether or not Leo will like it or not, though. Very, very fluffy, and very hurt/comfort-y at the same time.

Champion by rbt_lvr (two-shots; Raph & Leo): What if Raph noticed the implication of what Leo said in the Minotaur Maze, and confronted him about it? This makes my heart hurt in the best way.

On Understanding Caring Hearts by ParvumAutomaton (oneshot; Leo-centric): Leo got severely injured in an incident he can't seem to remember. Fortunately, his brothers are all there to care for him. This fic is filled with moments of Donnie being gentle and gently caring, and I relished in it like plant in sunlight. The mystery and the build-up to the reveal is written so well to keep us curious and keep the suspense.

Fafa by KayGryffin (oneshot; Raph-centric): A turtle tot fic. It's Raph's birthday, but it turned out to be a No Day in the lair, meaning that Dad would stay in his armchair and not move for the entire day. Raph tries to not let it bother him, and he does so well—too well—at putting his brothers' care above his own feelings. All the boys are trying, honestly, in their own ways. Fluffy, heartbreaking, and heartwarming all at once, and a humane, realistic portrayal of children and depressed parent

[santacoppelia]

Putting the Meta in "Metatron"

(couldn't resist the pun, sorry)

Ok, this has been tickling my brain for a while. I've been thinking about how The Metatron designed his role and discourse specifically to manipulate Aziraphale into the end result we saw in the last minutes of S2. I become obsessed with it because… well, I'm a bit obsessive, but also because there were many really smart writing decisions that I loved (even when I despise The Metatron exactly for the same reasons. Hate the character, love the writer). If you haven't watched Good Omens Season 2, this is the moment to stop reading. Come back later!

We already know that in Book Omens, the role of Gabriel in the ending was occupied by The Metatron. Of course, the series introduced us to Gabriel and we won a lot by that, but I feel that the origins of The Metatron should be considered for any of this. He is not a "sweet old man": he was the one in charge of seeing over the operation of Armageddon; not just a stickler of rules, but the main promoter for it.

However, when he appears in the series finale, we first are primed to almost pass him by. He is in the line for buying coffee, using clothes that are:

obviously not tailored (almost ill fitted)

in dark tones

looking worn and wrinkled

This seems so important to me! All the angels we have seen are so proud of their aspect, wear clear (white or off white) clothes, pressed, impeccable (even Muriel), even when they visit the Earth (which we have already seen on S1 with all the visits to the bookshop). The Metatron chose a worn, comfortable attire, instead. This is a humanized look, something that fools all the angels but which would warm up someone very specific, can you guess?

After making quite a complicated coffee order (with sort of an affable and nervous energy), he makes a question that Crowley had already primed for us when asking Nina about the name of the coffee: having a "predictable" alternative and an unpredictable one.

This creates an interesting parallel with the next scene: Michael is discussing the possibility of erasing Aziraphale from The Book of Life (a punishment even worse than Holy Water on demons, because not having existed at all, EVER is definitely worse than having existed and ceased to exist at some point) when The Metatron arrives, interrupts the moment and signals having brought coffee. Yup, an amicable gesture, but also a "not death" offering that he shows clearly to everyone (even when Michael or Uriel do not understand or care for it. It wasn't meant for them). He even dismisses what Michael was saying as "utter balderdash" and a "complete piffle", which are the kind of outdated terms we have heard Aziraphale use commonly. So, The Metatron has put up this show for a specific audience of one.

The next moment on the script has Metatron asking Crowley for the clarification of his identity. Up to this moment, every angel has been ignoring the sprawled demon in the corner while discussing how to punish Aziraphale… But The Metatron defers to the most unlikely person in the room, and the only one who will push any buttons on Aziraphale: Crowley. After that, Aziraphale can recognize him, and Metatron dismisses the "bad angels" (using Aziraphale's S1 epithet) with another "catchy old phrase", "spit spot", while keeping Muriel at the back and implying that there is a possibility to "check after" if those "bad angels" have done anything wrong.

Up to this moment, he has played it perfectly. The only moment when he loses it is when he calls Muriel "the dim one", which she ignores… probably because that's the usual way they get talked to in Heaven. I'm not sure if Aziraphale or Crowley cared for that small interaction, but it is there for us (the audience) to notice it: the sympathy the character might elicit is built and sought, but he is not that nice.

After that, comes "the chinwag" and the offer of the coffee: the unnecessarily complicated order. It is not Aziraphale's cup of tea (literally), but it is so specific that it creates some semblance of being thought with care, and has a "hefty jigger" of syrup (again with the funny old words). And, as Aziraphale recognizes, it is "very nice!" (as The Metatron "jolly hoped so"), and The Metatron approves of him drinking it by admitting he has "ingested things in my time, you know?". This interaction is absolutely designed to build a bridge of understanding. The Metatron probably knew that the first response he would get was a "no", so he tailored his connection specifically to "mirror" Aziraphale: love of tasty human treats he has also consumed, funny old words like the ones he loves, a very human, worn, well-loved look. That was the bait for "the stroll": the moment when Aziraphale and Crowley get separated, because The Metatron knew that being close to Crowley, Aziraphale would have an hypervigilant soundboard to check the sense of what he was going to get offered. That's what the nasty look The Metatron gives to Crowley while leaving the bookshop builds (and it gets pinpointed by the music, if you were about to miss it).

The next thing we listen from The Metatron is "You don't have to answer immediately, take all the time you need" in such a friendly manner… we can see Aziraphale doubting a little, and then comes the suggestion: "go and tell your friend the good news!". This sounds like encouragement, but is "the reel". He already knows how Crowley would react, and is expecting it (we can infer it by his final reaction after going back for Aziraphale after the break up, but let's not get ahead of ourselves shall we?). He even can work up Muriel to take care of the bookshop while waiting for the catch.

What did he planted in Aziraphale's mind? Well, let's listen to the story he has to tell:

"I don't think he's as bad a fellow… I might have misjudged him!" — not strange in Aziraphale to have such a generous spirit while judging people. He's in a… partnership? relationship? somethingship? with a demon! So maybe first impressions aren't that reliable anyway. The Metatron made an excellent job with this, too.

"Michael was not the obvious candidate, it was me!" — This idea is interesting. Michael has been the stickler, the rule follower, even the snitch. They have been rewarded and recognized by that. Putting Aziraphale before Michael in the line of succession is a way of recognizing not only him, but his system of values, which has always been at odds with the main archangels (even when it was never an open fight).

"Leader, honest, don't tell people what they want to hear" — All these are generic compliments. The Metatron hasn't been that aware of Aziraphale, but are in line with what would have been said of any "rebel leader". They come into context with the next phrase.

"That's why Gabriel came to you, I imagine…" — I'm pretty sure The Metatron didn't imagine this, ha. He is probably imagining that the "institutional problem" is coalescing behind his back, and trying to keep friends close, but enemies closer… while dividing and conquering. If Gabriel rebelled, and then went searching for Aziraphale (and Crowley, they are and item and he knows it), that might mean a true risk for his status quo and future plans.

Heaven has great plans and important projects for you — this is to sweeten the pot: the hefty jigger of almond syrup. You will be able to make changes! You can make a difference from the inside! Working for an old man who feels strangely familiar! And who recognizes your point of view! That sounds like the best job offer of the world, really.

Those, however, are not the main messages (they are still building good will with Aziraphale); they are thought out to build the last, and more important one:

Heaven is well aware of your "de facto partnership" with Crowley…

It would be considered irregular if you wanted to work with him again…

You, and you alone, can bring him to Heaven and restore his full angelic status, so you could keep working together (in very important projects).

Here is the catch. He brought the coffee so he could "offer him coffee", but the implications are quite clear: if you want to continue having a partnership with Crowley, you two must come to Heaven. Anything else would be considered irregular, put them in a worst risk, and maybe, just maybe, make them "institutional enemies". Heaven is more efficient chasing enemies, and they have The Book of Life as a menace.

We already know how scared Aziraphale has always been about upsetting Heaven, but he has learned to "disconnect" from it through the usual "they don't notice". The Metatron came to tell him "I did notice, and it has come back to bite you". The implied counterpart to the offer is "you can always get death". Or even worse, nonexistence (we have already imagined the angst of having one of them condemned to that fate, haven't we?)

When The Metatron arrives, just after seeing Crowley leave the bookshop, distraught, he casually asks "How did he take it?", but he already knows. That was his plan all along: making them break up with an offer Aziraphale could not refuse, but Crowley could not accept. That's why he even takes the license to slightly badmouth Crowley: "Always did want to go his own way, always asking damn fool questions, too". He also arrive with the solution to the only objection Aziraphale would have: Muriel, the happy innocent angel that he received with so much warmth and kindness, is given the opportunity to stay on Earth, taking care of the bookshop. The only thing he would have liked to take with him is not a thing, and has become impossible.

If God is playing poker in a dark room and always smiling, The Metatron is playing chess, and he is quite good at it (that's why he loves everything to be predictable). He is menacing our pieces, and broke our hearts in the process… But I'm pretty sure he is underestimating his opponents. His awful remark of Muriel being "dim"; saying that Crowley "asks damn fool questions", and even believing that Aziraphale is just a softie that can be played like a pipe… That's why telling him the project is "The Second Coming" was an absolute gift for us as an audience, and it prefigures the downfall that is coming — the one Aziraphale, now with nothing to lose, started cooking in his head during that elevator ride (those couple of minutes that Michael Sheen gifted to all of us: the shock, the pain, the fury, and that grin in the end, with the eyes in a completely different emotion). Remember that Aziraphale is intelligent, but also fierce. Guildernstern commited a similar mistake in Hamlet, and it didn't go well:

"Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me! You would play upon me, you would seem to know my stops, you would pluck out the heart of my mystery, you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass, and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me."

I'm so excited to learn how this is going to unfold!! Because our heroes have always been very enthusiastic at creating plans together, failed miserably at executing them, and even then succeeding… But now they are apart, more frustrated and the stakes are even higher. Excellent scenario for a third act!

*exits, pursued by a bear*