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"I have your blessing to kill anyone who asks for a well-done steak right "?? [They're going undercover]

“Yes, kill em’ plenty. They’re most likely Communists anyways, so you’re doubling the good deed.”  

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Ah many thanks! I appreciate that greatly.

I like how you write Adam. I enjoy writing with you.

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Tell me what you like BEST about my writing!

♡: Your narration

♥: Your dialogue

❥: Your internal monologues (thoughts)

❣: Your descriptions

❦: Your details

❧: Your plots

✽: Your ideas

✿: Your characterization

❁: There's good sentence variation!

✤: Your figurative language

❋: Your use of side characters

☆: Your understandably

☄: WILDCARD! Other: ______

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Artwork for 'The Silver Citadel' by Anthony Horowitz, 1987 (Terry Oakes)

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Alone at home, Roth sits on his bed.

He’s sullen, consumed by his own spiral of sadness that feeds on him.  He’s trying very, very hard to remember.

He cannot recall the way his mother looked. He sees faint and faded details, but the image is blurry. Too much time, too much trying to forget has distorted the memory.

Roth cannot even remember the last words she said. What age was he? Five? Six? A little younger or older? Did she promise she and dad would return? Was she promising him? Just trying to comfort a scared child in a strange place?

Laying down, he crumples up and hugs himself.

The tears came on their own.

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The Old Man nods grimly.

“Roth has been captured. The organization called DHORKS found him.”

Suddenly, a strange darkness creeps over the classroom. A vision is summoned; it was Roth. He’s handcuffed, wearing some strange electronic collar around his neck. Someone is talking to him, a woman with short hair and sunglasses. Wearing a  sharp black suit. They’re static, unmoving just like wax figures.

“He was traded. The Ladder has him now.”

Another vision is shown, now surrounding Buzz and The Old Man. They’re inside some sterile room, a prison cell. Roth is in the corner, huddled up. He seems scared, frightened and forlorn.

“The Ladder is keeping him prisoner in Pecos, Texas. Inside a place called Hoffman Airforce Base. It’s heavily guarded, protected by The Ladder and the forces they have allied with. It is dangerous but you, Guns and Roth will escape.”

School again? Why are you here? Why now? Everything from memory is here. The posters, the desks and books.

There’s someone at the front, he’s facing Buzz. He wears tattered robes, dressed like some impoverished Franciscan. Removing the hood, he reveals himself. He’s old, very old, yet very wise behind the eyes. There’s power, deep sadness, in his tired blue eyes.

Yet, his presence inspires calm. This dream was no nightmare. Approaching, he bows his head.

“You are Buzz. Born Alexander, died Alexander and born again as Buzz.”

The Old Man says, his eyes fixated on Buzz.  He places his hands inside his robe’s sleeves.

“I bring news of your friend. He is in danger.”

School. Why was Buzz in school? This sucked, he graduated already. Why should he have to go back? Maybe he could protest by burning the building down.

Buzz soon came to the realization that he must be dreaming. Aware of this, he attempted not to think any intense thoughts, for fear of disrupting the dream and waking up. Lucid dreaming was rare and difficult to master; he didn't want to fuck this up. This was proving difficult with the weird monk suddenly in front of him.

He didn't know why, but he felt calm. Memories of another strange being in his dreams came to mind, one who inspired fear; this was not that creature. It knew his name, yet he was not in danger. Buzz listened to the old man as his wings fluttered behind him.

"My friend... Roth? He's in danger? Of course he is, he's Roth. Where is he?"

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Tank! - The Seatbelts

Anime: Cowboy Bebop

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🔥 Worldbuilding in the Hellaverse

I personally think VivziePop treats lore as scenery. It’s just there for a backdrop, for decoration. As a consequence, you end up with lore as wide as a lake and as shallow as a puddle.

This approach robs both shows of their worlds being fleshed out.

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🔥

I personally think Helluva Boss should have remained focused on Blitz and his business. I think it’s lost track of what we saw in the pilot.

Now? It’s trying to be everything except its original premise.

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Callouts are moral theater and accomplish very little of anything. They bring no positive change and end up hurting not just people, but entire communities.

I’ve seen it play out just like that many, many times before. I’ve seen good communities get burned up because of bad actors manipulating people’s emotions.

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Send me a “ 🔥 “ for an unpopular opinion.

Bonus points if you include a topic. ( IE. shipping, roleplaying, ect. )

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Honestly, for Roth’s “warlock for hire” AU he would put out an ad directly inspired by Better Call Saul.

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the DANCING PIG (1907)

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Herwig Zens (1943–2019) - “Hexensabbat”, 1974

etching

source

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𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗱𝗲𝗲𝗽, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝗮 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗛𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗲𝗻 𝗯𝗲𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝗮 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝗮 𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗺 𝗟𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗺 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘃𝗼𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗲, 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗲 𝗜 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗸𝗲𝘆 𝗜 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗸𝗲𝘆

{ ᴍᴜꜱᴇ - ʀᴏᴛʜ ᴋʀᴜɢᴇʀ. }

{ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴɪᴄ ᴄᴀʙ ᴅʀɪᴠᴇʀ ꜱᴇᴇᴋɪɴɢ ᴇꜱᴄᴀᴘᴇ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴇʟᴅʀɪᴛᴄʜ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ }

ᴇxᴘʟᴏʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ:

Clarke's Third Law, Addiction to Magic, Cosmic Horror, Fatalism, Living in The Past, Individualism, Unresolved Grief, Abandonment, Emotional Manipulation, The Reality of Never Going Home Again, Transcendence, Koyaanisqatsi ( Life out of Balance ) and Resisting Fate.

{ ꜱᴇᴍɪ-ꜱᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ / ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱᴏᴠᴇʀ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ }

{ ʙɪᴏ. } / { ᴘꜱᴀ. } / { ʀᴜʟᴇꜱ. }

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