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Happy brutal pipe murder day to those who celebrate

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ALWAYS SAY SIMPLY “MORNIN” IF IT WAS A GOOD MORNIN, I’D BE talking about the Entities. Hi.

I have a couple of side tangents on this subject beyond just the three that have been asked of me, but I’ll get to those at the end for the sake of making things neat. But be prepared, you’ve invoked the Long Post.

FEAR THE MOST: Not many of the Fears actually get to me too much under regular circumstances, I just tend to wind up finding them too cool and getting too into thematic analysis to be terrified.

However, let’s draw from my two unfortunately still-lingering childhood phobias. Flying insects is obviously Corruption but I’ll get to that later. Let’s talk about mechanophobia. (specifically around loud and large ventilation systems)

Thematically, mechanophobia obviously lands us with the Flesh. Any connoisseur of extrapolating more esoteric readings of the Fear symbols knows this already. “DOES NOT KNOW THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN METAL AND FLESH, NOR DOES IT CARE” and all that.

And yeah, I’d say the Flesh is probably one of the only distinctly deeply uncomfortable ones for me, frankly in a bit more of a pained way than a terrified one, but still. I do indeed get stressed over feeling physically fragile and also the opaque nature of my health. I’m the kind of person who gets mentally tortured with ‘FUCK AM I DYING RIGHT THIS MOMENT’ thoughts the moment something shifts a little unexpectedly.

AVATAR OF: Give me the Vast powers and free my soul, I wanna get lost in the ocean’s roil and drift away. If you presented me a choice of typical Avatar powers, I would choose Vast with very little hesitation. Among my favorite sensory experiences of this world are:

-The wind past my face and through my hair when I run -A windy day, also known as the ideal weather -The feeling in the air when a storm is near -Standing in the rain -Any place emitting a source of cool mist -Tossing myself into bodies of water -Just generally being drenched -Bellowing out a howling scream into a very open space -Literally just falling when you know the stop at the end won’t hurt

Despite being a resident of an incredibly landlocked state and as such not having gone to a real shore in years, I innately know my favorite place to be is a stormy, gloomy, Creepy and Wet ™️ pier out by a rocky cliff as the waves crash savagely. I’m not joking when I say that my ideal sleeping position would be ‘serenely sinking through the ocean, untouched by anything but water.’ Some of my favorite words are picks like “gust,” “billowing,” “cascade,” “turbulent,” “tempestuous,” “thundering,” “maelstrom,” you get the idea.

To conclude: I might very well be the most Vast-aligned person you’ll ever meet. I myself am not so much a human as I am a writhing barely-contained bundle of violent meteorological energy. If you gave me Vast powers right this moment I’d take a 30+ minute diversion into doing the Vast Avatar Thing of jumping into and hanging out in the infinite fall dimension. It’d fix me.

FASCINATION: Ah, what a thrill to be alive when I yet again get to speak at length about my darling the Still and Lightless Beast! I love the deep and seemingly infinite thematic applications of the Dark, despite being one of the lesser-used Fears in the statements. One of my favorite visuals from any of the statements is the tale about the living shadows, seen only for a moment by the light of a camera flash to be ripping that guy’s head straight off only by touching his own shadow. That shit ROCKS.

I love themes of suggestible and liquid reality, dream worlds, and the blurred divide between consciousness and the unconscious, so the Dark is basically just The Cooler Reality-Bending Madness to the Spiral’s regular flavor. Give me dreams influencing reality. Give me rooms that could make sense if only you could see. Give me the plausible deniability of all, that you’ll never know if you’re going mad simply because you’ve been denied proof that anything’s even amiss.

Anyways, the first my favorite two subjects of thematic analysis to bring up around the Dark is the idea that the Dark ‘is simply just what we call the End when it stops waiting.’ You don’t need to take this literally if you don’t want to, but the parallels of both the Dark and the End being very passive and understated fears when not in direct view is something I could go on and on about. In my eyes, a key element of the Dark is how patient of a hunter it is.

Second is the idea that technophobia is a subcategory of the Dark. It’s a lengthy topic that I wouldn’t mind elaborating upon elsewhere, but to summarize, consider:

-Chatbots that say something they shouldn’t be able to know. -Catching something incoherent yet distinctly communicative and alive in the static of your radio. -Knowing that the Morse Code you’re hearing means something but not knowing what that something is. -Video-game creepypastas about a ‘ghost in the game.’ -Fears of a ‘robot uprising’ just being the fear that humanity must instill automata with the capability for malice. And my favorite: -When the computer doesn’t choose to show you anything, all you can see is the darkness of the screen, and your distorted reflection in it. The human visage. The creator’s visage. Is that its face?

Yeah, technophobia is definitely right between Dark and Stranger.

(as if the rest of this post wasn’t a readmore use, here’s a cut since the rest of this is just tangents. sorry if my additions makes this tag chain completely unappealing in length, this is the risk of summoning me to talk about thematic analysis. I’ll tag some others now) @nylongenesis (how could I NOT) @twoheadedtigerfish @boiledegghole @murderofsomeone @grain-on-demand @indoorscreamingvoice

(others free to join)

SIDE TANGENTS: -My least dreaded Fear is the Web. Immensely effective narrative metaphor for the inevitability of the track you’re on as a fictional character with writers deciding your fate, yet instantly completely laughable when you take it out of that. “Oooooooh what if you don’t have free will!!!” Ok. But I do. What now. Fuck off, Anabelle. Realistically I understand the many real-life ways in which our autonomy can be undermined, but I don’t get scared by that, I get fucking angry, which is also my response to the Web. It’s probably the Vast alignment speaking but I’d deck a Web Avatar no hesitation. You can’t bind a gale in puppet strings, fucker, you insult me.

-Despite my musical inclinations, the Slaughter has no draw on me. I am indeed a fairly angry and wrathful person, but the horrors of war are deeply boring in their unfortunate commonality.

-The Corruption… Where do I fucking start with the Corruption?! It simultaneously fills all of the above three categories of the tag game.

I hate it on impulse because all of its superficial associations are my worst nightmares, the sensory (especially textural) nightmare of rotting and decaying things, infestation, the sickly stutter of a fly’s wings, and the fact that the worst dread in my whole world is the dread you feel when you’re deeply unable to convince yourself a pestilence or affliction is truly gone, and then being proven right in that distrust. Horrid.

On the other hand, stepping away from the Corruptions icons and into its philosophy, it is deeply inviting and convincing. I relate to Jane’s statement more than I think any healthy person should. (and we’re not going on another tangent about what this means) I’m very lonely and isolated. I have overdramatic thoughts about the definition of devotion as a concept. I have a respect for the cycle of death into decay into life. I deeply value company and community and yet I feel like I don’t have enough of it. I am not immune to the Corruption and that makes my kneejerk repulsion to it even more ridiculous. It’s like Jonny personally set it up to be the perfect paradox of want and hatred for me. Fuck man, Jane shows one of the Corruption’s defining traits is that a disgust towards it is itself a form of enticement to joining it. Okay, very funny, very clever. Fuck off.

The magnus archives tag game!

I don't care what your zodiac sign(s) are, I want to know about your TMA entities! First: the one you fear the most Second: the one you're most likely to be an avatar of Three: the one you are fascinated with

Here are mine:

tagging my lovely @tanith-rhea who made me discover the magnus archives, and anyone who wants to join since I'm not in the magnus archives fandom!

You can join even if you're not in the fandom, fears are universal :) (link to the wiki)

tagging other people I don't know if they know tma but maybe? (no pressure) @dianneking @yourlocaldisneyvillain @opheliauniverse @i-have-insane-that-i-am-paper and anyone who sees this and wants to join :))

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if you were a trained expert in automaton emotions you’d know that robot video IS cute!!! glowing red eyes are a sign of comfort and contentedness!!!

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sait

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alien Saint part 4 in what was supposed to be commemoration of starting their campaign at the end of last month but ended up taking long enough that now it’s commemorating having gotten to the end

realized the cartoon alien cat memes people have been posting look like Saint so I felt compelled:

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shoutout to that room in 7-1 with these three that i died in like 5 times in a row

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day 6

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streetcleaner sunday ig

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A BURNING WORLD

Been having a dry spell with art recently (seasonal depression is a motherfucker..) but I'm really happy with this piece :)

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bands from michigan when the lights are on: oh absolutely NOT cut that out immediately

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You’re laughing. Cabinet man DIES tomorrow and you’re laughing.

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A real, actual, I-am-not-fucking-lying-to-you-this-truly-happened moment from the Christmas special Rapsittie Street Kids: Believe in Santa

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for those curious about the cackling

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