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[[ I love working at a comic shop like a customer just offered to sell me their copy of the original LP run because my coworker mentioned I'm the venom expert in the store ]]

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She treats it more gently than most others would; she's a nice lady, the symbiote thinks to itself, comfortable in her lap. The topic doesn't exactly bring a lot of comforting thoughts towards Eddie's direction, but he tries not to let it show. He miserably fails at that task, with the frown on his face.

"Oh, uh . . . Remember when I came back to the city? My hair was long and we were . . ." far off, distant, shaken, afraid-- "the thing I told you about, the God. The King in Black. He did something to my Other, to us. Makes me see things, hear things." Paranoia had set in deep within his bones, gnawing away at him, even here, even in this walled-off pocket universe, so far from reach from home. From Dylan. The symbiote seems to weigh heavier in Hanabi's lap.

Eddie shuts the laptop, shoving it to the side, averting his eyes from the words on the screen. How much of that is truly Knull's own influence and how much is Eddie's overactive mind? How much is it the symbiote's bond, seemingly corrupting him like he'd once thought those years ago? "Sorry. I know he's not here-- he can't be. But he just . . ."

Terrifies us.

"I understand. I don't have another mind, but my own does plenty. What's wrong?" She picked it up. The stress that hung around them. She didn't want to take a peek, but followed by her question her eyes does wander to the screen. She isn't familiar with KNULL, but it must mean something. From home? From here?

"What are KNULL?" She places her hand on the symbiote and gently runs her palm along it.

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“Oh, no, don’t worry!” come the words of Capella, taking off her lab coat to drape it over a chair.

“This isn’t like any of the boring movies or tv shows that everyone else likes to watch,” she pauses.

“Especially Caelum, hehe!” and with that, the woman now plops down on her chair in an almost giddy manner, soon wheeling herself over to her companion nearby. With her eyes, she continuously motions to the chair now next to her own, her smile growing wider and wider as the silence between the two continues. Eventually, however, Capella gets tired of not saying anything and adds:

“Well? Have a seat! Either the chair or the cold ground, take your pick! HAHAHAHA! No, no, I’m just kidding… But have a SEAT!” she now shouts, pushing the chair with her leg into the knees of Aspidiske, causing them to topple over into the seat now. Pleased with her companion having now sat down, she wheels herself back over to the lone TV in the middle of the main computer lab, covered in a vast amount and variety of stickers. It seems misplaced and, more than that, absolute given that anything Capella could show Aspidiske could easily be shown via a computer screen.

Cracking her fingers, Capella reaches into the pockets of her lab coat draped over her chair, pulling out a tv remote and promptly turning the TV on with a buzz. Confusion is apparent on Aspidiske’s face but frankly, it’s something that is either unnoticed or ignored by Capella herself. Instead, she begins to flick through the channels and… Upon closer inspection, some flashes of the images shown may seem quite familiar to Aspidiske.

More so in particular, the various ‘actors’ apparent on the screen.

“I thought just doing a regular environment test would be boring and not get any interesting results so…! I took it upon myself to do a little editing and whatnot! Hey, do you have a favourite subject? I can try and find the channel they’re on right now and we can see what the plot of their story is like! Hehe… Hehehahaha!!”

-------------------- It is strange, to simply close your eyes for a moment and to reopen them, only to see that you are in a new place entirely. Whether you have closed your eyes to get some well deserved shut eye or simply had to blink, the end result is the same; you are no longer in Spirale. In fact you… Aren’t really sure where you are. However, something seems… Very off; very eerie and you are quick to notice it.

Whether it be the environment itself, the over acting of the people around you or perhaps just your innate intuition, it’s become apparent that you… Are now within a movie or some sort of tv production. How did this happen; why? Well, no one can be sure, especially not many of the people stuck inside that tv screen with you.

After all, they’re just actors doing their job!

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SO, WHAT’S GOING ON?

As you may have guessed, your muse is now stuck within a movie or some sort of tv program. Capella has taken it upon herself to test the limits of her programming mods while at the same time, testing out environment changes and the reactions of the various citizens thrust into their new 'world’. While it may not be obvious right away, eventually your character will realize that they are, essentially, stuck inside a movie (or what have you) of sorts. No matter what they say or do, most of the other 'actors’ inside this realm won’t respond to their reasoning or pleas and instead, act just according to their script.

So unfortunately, no one really knows what’s going on and has no answers to provide for you. Sorry!

WAIT, SO IT HAS TO BE SOME SORT OF MOVIE?

Movie, tv show, advertisement… Heck, it could even be a recording of a popular stage play! As long as it’s something that can be played as part of a tv’s 'regular programming’, then anything goes! You are free to select the genre of what exactly your character has been thrown into to your heart’s content; an action adventure flick, a romcom movie, a sitcom with a live audience reaction… Even rubber hose cartoons are fair game! The sky is sincerely the limit with how creative you’d like to be for this event!

You can, however, have other muses be stuck in the same program as you. While your muses may be confused, everyone else in the program will behave as intended and will only become confused if you should try to explain your situation to them. For example, if you try to calm down an enemy cowboy and explain what’s happening to them, they simply won’t understand and act however their character according to the tv program would act.

CAN TWO CHARACTERS BE STUCK IN THE SAME 'PROGRAM’?

As mentioned above, yes! For this event, muses can be stuck inside a tv show together and the maximum amount of muses that can stuck together is four.

ARE WE ALLOWED TO CHANGE 'PROGRAMS’ OR CHANGE THE CHANNEL?

You can absolutely have your muse switch to another program, yes! … However, this won’t be of their own volition, unfortunately. If they are to switch between programs it’s going to be entirely random; think of it like your relative annoyingly flipping through channels on the tv until they finally find something they want to watch!

ARE WE ALLOWED TO USE AN ESTABLISHED CANON MOVIE/ETC?

No, sorry! In efforts to keep fourth wall breaks from happening and the like, you cannot use any sort of canon piece of material. However! You ARE allowed to make your own spin-offs and reference any sort of real world media if you’d like!

SO, IS THERE AN 'END' OF THE SET WE CAN HIT, LIKE A BLACK WALL?

Nope! For most of the tv shows and movies, the environment will be as vast as the 'setting'. For example, if your muse is within a western-cowboy film, then they can venture into the desert and into the towns. However, there is a point where if they venture too far, they will return to their original starting point.

This is also true for recorded stage plays and the like; the stage will stretch on for seemingly eons but will eventually circle back to the point where you first started, thus making it seem you are 'stuck' on the stage!

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@outstarred

"We don't owe you one," he says pretty blatantly, airquoting with his fingers as his Other recollects itself around him. Brock has no shame as it starts to cover the important parts of him, pouting. Despite all he's learnt over his very long ( and very complicated ) experience with fatherhood, he hasn't learnt to grow up when it comes to resentment. Going to space, without him, being welcomed by its species, without him, and the additional coincidence that Flash was there to see it all. Without him, by the way, was that ever mentioned?

"We would've done the same for you, or anybody else. This isn't about owing us or you anything." Cornered in a fight, the symbiote weak and unable to protect him, he would've held his own just fine. It's not the symbiote that provides all the muscle ( although it does help ), though it needs not to be mentioned how under-dressed Eddie had been for the occasion. Peter had stepped in at the right ( wrong? ) time, and the petty thieves ( alongside the nanny they'd been robbing from ) had quickly parted ways from them.

Alien material slowly rises from his skin, forming a pair of jeans and not much else. It'll take time to form a shirt, a jacket, much else . . . Eddie looks ridiculous like this. "I had it under control, by the way." The symbiote pushes a sympathetic thought, resurfacing those jealous feelings from the pit of his stomach. That, and a hunger. A very human one. "But whatever. We're heading for lunch. You wanna tag along or something?"

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[[ I think one of the funniest things I could do to Eddie is force him to still be bitter about his coworkers bullying him over a goddamned typewriter ]]

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It's large and bulky on the coffee table; Eddie wipes away a few of the stacks of paper aside to make way for it, smiling proudly at it. Since he'd been gifted it for Christmas, he's used it damn near every day, typing outlines for articles he plans to write in the near future. Aside from the dings of time and the skull etched into the side, he's taken very good care of it. "This is the best Christmas gift I'd ever gotten!"

Not like there was that high a bar to begin with, but the sentiment is still there regardless. How the hell does a kid like Uzi get their hands on a typewriter in this day and age? "You should try it out. Works like a dream-- much better than a macintosh, right?"

There the tone of barely-disguised resentment in his voice; the symbiote remembers this faint memory that Eddie holds onto for no reason aside from stubbornness. His coworkers, teasing him for preferring ink and paper over the digital age. "I used to have something like this, back in my world. You ever had one before? It's not the most convenient thing but . . . it's not always about convenience, you know? It's about the principle, about the-- anyways--" He waves his hand dismissively. "Try it. Go on."

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The symbiote purrs on her lap, a large dark mass with its eyes shut. Eddie types dutifully beside her, working on an article he's had on his mind for a while. A recollection of events, per-se, before he came back to the city. Memories to the best of his ability. But when his hands leave the keys, he frowns, pushing the laptop away from himself. It's like an infection plaguing him, like he's sick with no home remedy. The symbiote tries hard to push the thoughts away, but it can only do so much.

"Stop that," he hisses, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Sorry. Not you, Hanabi. I meant . . . You know." The creature continues to purr on her lap, the way a kitten would under stress, so seemingly at peace to the untrained eye. If she took a glance at the screen, she'd find the same three words copied and pasted throughout the entire document:

KNULL IS COMING.

"Writer's block is tough with another mind in here." He points awkwardly at his own head.

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[[ im sick as a dog rn but I read anv 6 and its making me so insane how throughout the 2018 run, while I had criticisms, did the good deed of separating venom from spidey and then afterwards that just got undone and now the symbiote is perpetually stuck in "I'm so in love with the spider who tried to kill me" ]]

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[[ not to go crazy over literally 4 splash pages of the spider fcbd but that bit on the 3rd page practically equating symbiosis as a form of addiction to Eddie, and that his way of stopping / ending the addiction being to kill himself, which is also one of the major reasons which the symbiote went to HIM specifically, must mean SOMETHING ]]

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[[ im in need of a refresh SO this is an isola starter call <3 capping at 5 for now ]]

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[[ I got to read the venom fcbd early and I'm losing my shit because that symbiote is coping so goddamn hard rn ]]

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It damn near shocks him out of his skin, the siren's blare as they mask what Eddie assumes to be pretty important information. It feels like his skin peeling off, the way the symbiote's wails of agony at the high pitches echo in his skull. A headache, a bit of heartburn maybe; the symbiote retracts under his skin as the announcement goes quiet, attempting to ( in the way a symbiote would ) catch its breath. He hadn't realised he'd put his hands to his ears until he notices that the usual Spirale chatter doesn't immediately replace the silence after the device switches off.

"I should get us some earplugs," he comments, though they wouldn't have served much good. Not how it works, it reminds him ( with visuals of sonic cages and floors made of flame ).

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[[ eddie is already a tech/Internet hater you will never catch him forwarding a chainmail. The symbiote, however... ]]

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"Eddie- I'm pretty sure humans use stuff like this to write. Wasn't too hard to get it working, 'cuz it turns out new ones are super expensive. Anyways, if it gives you trouble let me know and I'll crush it into submission. Merry Christmas or whatever. - Uzi" Inside is a second-hand typewriter. Nothing top of the line, but perfectly servicable. She even etched a skull into the side of it, because skulls are super cool.

He lifts it carefully from the box, gently placing it on the desk. It's a wonder that Uzi even remembered, aren't typwriters far beyond her time? But he supposes some things are universal constants, and a typewriter is no exception; he's always considered such a thing to be the perfect writing tool. When they fell out of fashion, it became harder to maintain ( and he's always felt a little salty, remembering what happened to his last one ).

Still, he slots in a sheet of paper at the top. The first few key presses feel heavenly; when was the last time he actually had his hands on a typewriter? The small etching on the side makes him smile, and his symbiote purrs deep within his skin. He probably should've gotten Uzi something nicer than a set of headphones with cat ears on them ( but hey, they have lights on them! don't teenagers like that kind of stuff? ). Maybe he'll be the one to bring back printed newspapers in this day and age.

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The symbiote has learned to distinguish Haru's chirping from other birds. It knows from the tone and the frequency who it is, and from that it can deduce meaning; Eddie is chewing on the nail of his thumb when he hears Haru, like a series of whistles, but it's the symbiote that tells him that it's Haru calling for his attention. His head turns, looks around before a tendril taps on his shoulder and points up towards the rooftop. She's quite distant, but he can tell who it is; he doesn't know very many people with bird friends around.

The stairs are only momentarily considered; dark mass wraps around Eddie's skin and, with little delay, claws grip to the side of the building as they quickly make their ascent. Just because they can stick to walls anymore doesn't mean they've lost a way to. The creature clambers up to where she's perched, eyes widening when they finally see-- is she hurt? They shrink, as Eddie gets to his knees, gently lifting her to bring her upper half onto his lap.

"H-Hanabi?" He shakes her a few times in attempt at waking her. "Are you . . ." Eddie's head turns towards Haru, unsure what exactly to ask, but settles on this: "What happened to her?"

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However did she get up at such a high place of a building and how on Earth is she sleeping up there in this cold weather?

Haru has spotted the familiar face and from above chirps urgently to get Eddie's attention!

As much as he'd like to quickly fly down to Eddie, he can't leave Hanabi up here by herself bruised.

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RAMADAN KAREEM !!!! As some of you guys already know, I'm a Muslim and will be observing the fasting month. I thought it'd be nice to have an informative post here about it, because I can remember seeing a lot of very uninformed posts about it going around in the rpc back when I was writing here some years ago.

Tldr: if you tag your content properly, you don't need to take any extra steps! This month is a very personal spiritual journey, which different people may experience or practice differently depending on their preferences or situation.

Okay, first thing is a disclaimer. I grew up in a Muslim family, practice and believe a good chunk of Islam, and identify as one. But this doesn't mean I know everything there is to know, or that my preferences for how I practice will perfectly align with someone else. Religion generally is a very personal practice, and even if you practice a specific one then you may be doing so differently based on your interpretation of its teachings and beliefs.

The basics of Ramadan that most people already know about is fasting ( hence calling it the fasting month ) but for many people that doesn't just include food and water. That might include music, swearing, sexual content/arousal, and a bunch of other things that they feel suit this month of cleansing and spirituality. They might decide to perform more prayers, read scripture, etc. It's all very personal, a lot of people will mostly decide on their own thing.

On that note, there's a possibility you'll see a "tag your posts about xyz as nsfr" or something of that nature. Ignore it. Tag your posts as you normally would, with the appropriate tags and triggers present. A heavy emphasis is placed on practicing self-restraint during this period and tagging your stuff as you normally would works all year round. Muslims do not need a special tag for posts that may entice them; the onus is on the one practicing to be doing something about that. It may include being away from the Internet, avoiding specific people's content, changing their own content, etc if they feel necessary.

I've seen this misconception a lot but no, seeing a picture of food will not break someone's fast. Talking about it, thinking about it, preparing it and so on will not break someone's fast. And an extra note, if someone works as like . . . a chef? They're allowed to taste what they made before serving it if they have to in order to make sure something is good to serve to a customer. Though they may prefer to have someone not-fasting do that for them ( my mom used to have me taste her cooking whenever I was menstruating ).

( as a note: I won't be changing much from my side honestly. Aside from me censoring swear words in my replies the same way they do in comics because I think that'd be really funny. But again, someone else may do something different, so don't use me as a single example of practicing )

There's some exceptions to the food and drink fast. For example, for the ill, the elderly, those with labor-intensive jobs, those who don't have much to eat anyways due to being in poor conditions, someone that's menstruating or pregnant, someone who just otherwise can't fast. They may choose to make up for that by fasting on a different day to make up for the lost days or performing what's called Fediah, which is to feed a poor person every day that they don't fast.

The fasting is during the times when the sun is out. So before the sun rises and when it sets is when you'd eat / break fast. If you've ever broken fast with someone, you might've seen them look out the window listening for the azzan ( the call to prayer ) that takes place at those exact moments. Or if they're really daring ( like me ) they turn on the radio in the area because they're eating somewhere that they can't hear it. This gets really funny when you've decided to break fast at a restaurant and everyone's looking around nervously to see who will take the first bite.

Kurma / dates are often the first thing someone eats when they break fast. I honestly can't remember the specific reason, something to do with a prophet eating a date every day for a month or something like that ( and also it's very healthy ), but I personally don't because I'm not that big a fan of dates ( not a fan of the texture and taste ). So I usually just break fast with some juice first and go on with the rest of my meal.

"Not even water?!(@[#^" I know right. Soooo hard. Actually, if you're someone like me and you've been doing this since you were a child, your day practically is unchanged. You may be a bit more tired, if you woke up early to eat before the sun comes up, and also the fact that you haven't eaten the entire day, but this isn't that hard with practice. If you're curious and want to try it out yourself, go ahead! I really encourage it. I recommend starting with a heavy breakfast, something you'd probably have for lunch or dinner, and lots of water. Juice is great for dinner, but also always have some normal water for the end of the day.

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[[ this is an (un)subtle reminder that I'm ignoring that bit in BV#5 where Eddie just. Somehow gets a new hand ?@(>#^#&÷; That bit was so unnecessary like at that point why bother having him sacrifice his hand in the first place. I think he should have lasting consequences for his self-sacrificial actions. ]]