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Honestly, this needs to be said more often: if you’re going to be a diehard fan of Epic: The Musical please take the time to read the Odyssey and Iliad.

These are texts that have been around for nearly three thousand years, and Homer’s work isn’t exactly hidden behind paywalls. We’re talking public domain epics available on dozens of websites, many even in modern translations. There’s really no excuse to confidently post headcanons or "hot takes" about characters like Odysseus while being completely unaware of what Homer actually wrote.

It gets frustrating when people make sweeping claims, like “Odysseus would’ve been horrified about Agamemnon sacrificing his daughter,” when... hello? Not only was Odysseus very aware of the plan in other sources, he’s literally the guy who helped trick Iphigenia into coming to Aulis. In Euripides and the Cypria, he’s even the one pushing for the sacrifice to happen for the sake of the war. That’s not even interpretation it’s written! So spreading misinformation because “well, the musical made him look soft and morally conflicted” is just lazy.

And don’t even get started on the bizarre insistence that Odysseus was just a cheater who didn’t love Penelope. This is a man who was literally held captive and assaulted by not one but two goddesses, and yet never stopped longing for home. He’s not some player archetype, you’re confusing him with modern tropes. Homer paints him as flawed, clever, and deeply human, yes but loyal in his own way, struggling through divine interference just to return to his wife and son. His image has been more distorted by fandom takes in the last years than it ever was during thousands of years of oral and written tradition. It’s time to stop reducing him to a meme or "messy husband energy" and start recognizing him for what he is: one of literature’s most iconic, complex heroes.

If you love these characters and this world, that’s great BUT it feels a little disrespectful to twist canon into takes while never bothering to open the actual text. It’s not about being a scholar. It’s about respecting the foundation you’re building your fandom on.

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Here's the replacement for Flowey in my version of underswap, Bonnie the Bonsai!

Truthfully, i was never a big fan of swapping asriel with monster kid and swapping flowey with temmie, so instead I have Asriel swapped with Chara, Monster Kid swapped with Snowy, Temmie swapped with the dog, and Flowey replaced with a bonsai tree, as a reference to the red leaves in the ruins. Also frisk is the only character who doesn't swap with anyone.

Also special thanks to ChrisTheRaccTamer for his tweaks to the sprites, and feel free to ask any questions you may have about the AU!

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AAI3 ideas compilation ❤ *minor spoilers for AAI games and SOJ* The idea was borne from the old "let's stow away in Mr. Edgeworth's suitcase" trick that was brought up in SOJ - made me imagine an AAI3 game where the assistant is Trucy 'cause Edgeworth the goof didn't notice his suitcase suddenly weighted like a whole 30 kilos of child more - Phoenix probably just comes by for the final case. While Phoenix gets on a plane in a panic, Edgeworth also panics because he needs to investigate murders but can't very well leave a 8 year old child by herself. Shenanigans ensue. Kay comes back. Kay and Trucy's shenanigans are Edgeworth's worst nightmare atm, and that's saying a lot. Kay probably figures out who 'that man' is, thanks to Trucy talking about her daddy. All in all Trucy and Edgeworth spending time together while Phoenix isn't there would explain why Trucy is so confortable with him on the plane in SOJ. Gosh I love that scene. When Phoenix finally reaches them Trucy and Edgeworth are so in tune that when Edgeworth figures stuff out, Trucy immediatelly knows and she's prepared to shout Eureka! with him. Phoenix is like...what. And that's how he discovers Edgeworth's Eureka idiosyncrasy. He's also floored by how cute it is. (I know it doesn't exist in the original Japanese but let's ignore that) Also, do you think that maybe the reason Edgeworth doesn't notice 30+ kilos of child is that perhaps he doesn't even lift his suitcase in the first place? And in that case the poor soul that has such a task is obviously Gumshoe. Gumshoe probably thinks it's totally normal for Edgeworth's suitcase to weigh like half his weight. Which, tbh, isn't that farfetched an idea. *also clothes are a bit inconsistent bc I drew them at different points in time ahahah ^^''

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Analysation of Hell in my eyes. Feel free to disprove any of my analysis or crazy ramblings about how I just don't understand anything in the comments.

long staircase

I didn't happen to see any other doors in the Long Staircase... perhaps it's just another optical illusion to drive the sinners crazy, but the actual demons of hell actually know how to navigate? Also, why did the stalker woman (Maron?) just... sitting there? Why is her soul not captured by a demon like Edwin's was?

Perhaps because of the demonic ritual, Edwin's life immediately belonged to that apologetic demon, who traded him multiple times until he had reached one of the worst levels of hell. I would presume that the better(?) layers of hell were further up, but as Edwin's life is traded more and more he was descended unwillingly.

So, that brings us back to the question of Maron - was she not assigned to a demon once she arrived? So do demons have to make deals with the souls in order to get them, as it is done in Hazbin Hotel, for example? And we can already confirm that its like a market as well, considering the fact that the first demon that had Edwin was more sympathetic, I would like to say, than other ones. So (assuming, definitely not confirming nor denying any other theory) that demon could have gambled away Edwin's soul or like lost it in a debt.

ALSO just the entire way that Charles had to go through the different layers of hell (more on this later) and just the mere coincidence that he had ended up so close to Edwin and his torture room - wouldn't you have thought that his room would be further away from the rest? or even just like... not at the front of the entrance from Gluttony? Idk, but it smells fishy to me, so I think that the directors specifically didn't like show us the rest of hell that Charles would have had to go through to get to Edwin, perhaps something to do with Hell and its inner workings in S2?

limbo

A grand room - why? I would be more like understandable if it was just white like other tv shows do.

Just to get started off with, i would like to mention that I do not understand limbo whatsoever. Why are all the people standing around? why is it so beautiful in comparison to the other layers? why is it that when the bell is pressed, all of the people screamed??

Like that room completely went against all of the other deprecations of limbo that i had seen. Just completely like bizarre in my eyes. Not that that is a bad thing, mind you, just that it's weird asf and I just don't get it at all.

The place had a curtain with a corner pointed downwards to a door like in the middle of the stairs, and on the curtain there was multiple layers put on it with the number 1 on top. But that was held off by a red rope, so presumably, if a person was to go through that door, they would end up on the first layer of hell. (MORE ON THIS LATER)

lust

It has green walls, weird uncomfortable iron looking things on the walls and just dirty floors at first glance - depicts Lust in a great way. It looks kind of like a sex dungeon, does it not?

When Charles comes back from hell and we see the people, we see them like all covered in red, having random pork like things just hanging from the ceiling and the people just writhing about on the ground, meshing into each other.

So. The fact that they are all meshing into each other, uncaring of who they have sexual intercourse with could also point to those people also being cheaters and cheating on their spouse.

The red is meant to symbolise the blood spilled during long term intercourse, but also the fact that there's so much blood spilled when people sexually assault and rape people - lust is not only about lusting for a partner and then having sex with them outside marriage or while cheating, but also forcing sex on vulnerable people and how that trauma then changes those people so much that they could not function after, killing themselves. or also that people kill the vulnerable person after raping them, or also that other more taboo sex things occurs where people bleed as a result of that brute trauma towards their person.

The cattle-like hanging from the ceiling reminds me of the fact that people objectify other people's bodies (strangers, friends etc etc) and view them as nothing more but just cattle. And the fact that that piece of meat is also stained with red like the people who were on the floor speaks volumes about not only objectification and verbal assault on people, but also about rape. The cattle (or the people that it is meant to represent) could not consent to those people fucking against it - also talks about how some people would just see others and then fantasise about them afterwards, even going as far as raping them, all without their consent and for the enjoyment of only the assaulter, and not the victim.

It doesn't seem like much of a punishment though, is it? Those people are doing what they liked the most. How much is it is them just enjoying and embracing their vices? Which isn't a good thing to the people who do not participate in that vice, but to the people who do that vice? to them, that shit must be better than heaven. So what's the point of shoving them down to that part of hell then? Shouldn't those people have the same anointed punishment as the rest of the sinners?

gluttony

The setting is really like a French cafe in the morning, not open to customers yet at the beginning.

At the end, the cafe is filled with people stuffing their faces with their most favourite food and then just vomiting it all up. it seemed to be such a cute and unassuming place at the beginning, but then it was deteriorated and destroyed by the humans, destroyed by their rampage of sin and gluttonous desires.

creepy doll monster

Did it not seem like more of a... pet, lets say? Or a slave? I would argue that it wasn't like a demon at all (going from the two demons that we had seen canonically) - it didn't seem like it was conscious of its actions. Its program was to torture souls that its Master currently had no use for and wasn't going to be using them at that point.

Okay, also going off of some just speculation that I'm thinking of... isn't torture meant to be like super specific to that particular person? like the boy with the books - like that's super specific to his crimes against humanity and the situation that he was in. I mean, "The headmaster told me to do it," the books like in general? They were teenage boys in a 1916 school, they would have had been faced with similar punishments (i hope not but like) and they were surrounded by books in their teenage years, so naturally it would reflect onto the death of that young student.

Now Maron (the stalker, I can't remember her name for the life of me) is sitting on the stairs, having white petals? shavings? around her and is crying, not understanding what was happening. Perhaps that is her specific torture as well - she genuinely thought that she was doing a service to Jenny and that she was doing it with the correct approach, obviously she wouldn't know. So when she would finally realise like 'oh shit i did bad and i shouldn't have acted like that' then she would be reformed and taken out of hell.

anyway, just a really convoluted way of saying that the doll monster did not seem like it was a specific torture for Edwin - the boy never had any experiences with dolls (that we know of) or like running through hallways trying to escape them (again, that we know of) so... yes. The doll monster was just a henchman/slave/robot keeping an eye on Edwin until his master decided to trade away him again.

layers of hell

So, talking about this. This is a subject that had confused me during my rewatch and during my thinking of this tv show.

Edwin had created this beautifully description of hell and its inner workings. However, I could not for the life of me understand his writing due to the blurry image (this is like the clearest one that I could get). If anyone could please transcribe what is written on that map, I will be so happy and eternally grateful to you.

However, we can see by just the image that the layers essentially get worse as it goes down. However, this will also depend on what a person could put in the categories of bad, worse, and worser.

Also, when seeing this image, one might assume that an elevator would be used as a way to travel through the different layers. But the fact that different rooms are needed to get to each one is like really confusing to me - how are they in rooms, instead of like giant pieces of wasteland spreading out for miles and miles, to accompany all of the people who had sinned in that sin? It is a bit ridiculous to assume that only around perhaps 10 people were in Gluttony at one time and that there were perhaps 15 in Lust at one time as well. As said by the show as well, there had been a massive overpopulation in the afterlife and the departments were struggling to keep up

SO WHERE THE FUCK ARE THE PEOPLE?

AND WHY ARE THE ROOMS SO FUCKING SMALL?

I can't see a door into another section of hell that could potentially house these people, so what???

Also, where the hell is the actual maze itself (which changed itself, probably going to make this into another post after) in the diagram? How coincidental that the room into the maze was just so close to the gluttony room, and that the Night Nurse had placed the doorway right there.

Anyway guys, I will stop right here because it is late and I have been writing this for almost 2 hours. Now, I did not cover all of my thoughts about all of what had happened, so I will most definitely make a part 2 to this.

Thank you for reading and enjoy your day. Please talk to me in the comments if this is insane or if there's something completely wrong.

Love y'all

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An Experiment With Character Sheets

Some of the perceptions may be wrong and I don’t understand highlights yet, but I am getting there!

I gave her some wavy freckles to break the silence of her monotonous desert of a face, they might even turn out to have a story of their own!

So then, here we have one self-posted and three intrusion-of-privacy photographic depictions of Eidothea Verdant. Regarding her latest display at (insert cafe/restaurant), a number of locals have claimed that this kind of performance is not only rather frequent but also tends to be carried out in public areas. However, Verdant’s actions are always prompted by good moral reason, and in turn has gained an amount of public admiration. Needless to say, for a brand-new one month resident, her influence is sky-rocketing.

Haha, I don’t know how many people will see this, but Q&As exist now!

And as always, any constructive advice and criticism is welcome! Thanks to those who have followed me, it really means a lot 3>

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Eidothea is looking incredulously at her new friend while trying to reason with them. They had just stated the impossible, quite dramatically, too. Eidothea isn’t one to believe in miracles so easily, she’d have to see it with her own eyes.

“[blotted]!@£##![out]! Oh, please! That entirely goes against our theme, if you’re warming up for the play, at least play the right script!”

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Well, I think I’m improving. If you know any tips for drawing in the lines, please do.

I started with the sims, and i immediately decided to forget about it. So I’m doing world-building now.

Always wanted to do my own lore, can’t wait

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Hello everyone! My first post on tumblr here. I’ve actually been wanting to draw and share stuff online for quite a while, though my plans had been held back by various reasons (school/equipment/lack of inspiration etc etc)

But——then I started playing the sims, and this SPECTACULAR idea hit me: why don’t I just draw my sims?

All I had to do was customise them, personalise them, dramatise them (traumatise them), and after a few hours of diligent dedication I pieced together a backstory ready for world-building and future developments. You’ll see part of it later.

Anyways this is my first digital drawing, and I say shamefully that I, have never had any idea of how colouring is done. Not then and definitely not now had it(idk the muses or the spirit of Leonardo Da Vinci, i suppose) enlightened me, and so this messy drawing was born.

|Prelude|

Eidothea Verdant, the name was the talk of the town. The young lady’s arrival was too sudden for the (enter citizen type) taste, the lot she had taken was barely on sale for a week when she waltzed into the building society, still carrying all her suitcases, and swiped it away as her property. And an impressive build it was, too: tall arched windows, pastel green walls and red slated rooftops towering over the plain yellow neighbourhood like an oasis in a desert. If anything, the former owners would expect, was an eccentric scholar or a well-to-do family of many. But now, nobody really knew what to think of Eidothea Verdant, too much gossip was said yet there was not enough information to prove any.

Eidothea glanced at the elder tea party from the window table she sat, the old ladies were discussing her in a flurry of hushed voices which managed to ring through the entire cafe. Silly conspiracies, she muttered under her breath. The rumours were getting irritating, shame she didn’t nip them when they were still nubs. But alas she shouldn’t make a show of herself before she has settled down and got a stable income, explanations meant socialising, and socialising is a nightmare when you don’t have common ground and subjects that could be shared.

With that thought in mind she quickly chugged down the last of her coffee, reached for her backpack and slid of the bench. She was half way to the door when the welcoming ting of mail sounded, clumsily opening her phone she read:” Dear Miss Verdant, Thank you for your application…” a smile spread across her face all too quickly, the rule of silence broken at last. She turned towards the little tea party:

“Excuse me, but my grandma did say talking behind people’s back is rude. If you want to know anything, just ask, you probably all know where I live by now. Just, you know, ask around, it is a small neighbourhood.” Eidothea laughed as she twirled on her heel and skipped to the pavement, the sun shined dimly giving it a faint glow.——Stringting

Well, please give me some (constructive) advice if you have any thanks!