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I will be writing a whole post on near-future global crisis books and how the genre is just rough and everyone should stop trying to write it and promote some nonfiction instead (once I actually finish this damn book) but I will say, shout out to the one chapter with the kayaker in SGV. LA does suck and we should rip it out and try all over again, so true.
#i don't understand why the fuck they describe sierra madre as 'between Pasadena and Azusa ' tho#like. no one fucking knows where those are in relation to the mountains anyway#ALSO i do take offense to calling the San Gabriel mountains ugly! they are NOT#I'm a bit biased cuz they were the literal only snow i saw as a child BUT I'm still right#the thing with having grown up around socal is like yes LA as a whole is brown and butt ugly#BUT the mountains are pretty and don't insult them they're all we have#ESPECIALLY in LA. the beaches are trashed and packed and impossible to reach#but the mountains can be seen from anywhere and they are my guiding stars#ALSO there is a big telescope up there! and i love it.#i should go to bed now but ugh#megs is reading
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To be honest, it seems so impossible to picture billford actually happening right now. I trust you! But it's hard to envision the path ahead.
I'm not gonna lie the reason it took me months & months to commit to taking the fic that route is because I didn't want to go "no yeah I'm doing this" until I was sure I did have a path, and it is hard to envision lmfao. It's a very twisty and very narrow path that they're only gonna just barely squeeze through.
Without giving any spoilers, as far as I see it, any reconciliation between Ford & Bill—platonic or romantic—requires three things:
a reason for Ford to stop fearing Bill
a reason for Ford to stop hating Bill
a reason for Ford to like Bill.
We don't need anything on Bill's side, he's all prepared to like Ford as soon as Ford likes him. All he has to do is, y'know, give Ford all of those reasons.
#3 is the easiest one! Ford already has reasons to like Bill: they're all of the reasons he used to like Bill. He's an alien with infinite knowledge. That's great. But Bill could give Ford a million reasons to like him and they won't do a bit of good as long as Ford hates him. If you stab someone in the gut and give them a flower, you stabbed them in the gut. If you stab someone in the gut and give them an entire field of flowers, you still stabbed them in the gut. It's actually more insulting to get flowers than it would've been to just get stabbed. Gotta do something about the stabbing.
#1 was also pretty easy to figure out. All it takes is trapping Bill in a scenario where he's forced to demonstrate he no longer wants to kill the Pines, in a way that makes it impossible to think that it could have been an act or a lie. Easy.
#2 is the only hard part. Ford has a lot of very good reasons to hate Bill forever. Why would he even want to stop hating Bill? And that's the key:
4. a reason for Ford to WANT to stop hating Bill
The hardest and MOST IMPORTANT part. A reason for Ford to go, fine. One last shot. If you want me to think anything is different, then show me—and no more chances to slip up. He can still hate Bill at this point! Bill still has to climb that mountain. But now Ford's simply standing at the top of the mountain glaring at Bill with his arms crossed, waiting to see if he can make it to the top, rather than using a long stick to shove Bill back down every time he gets close.
Let's talk about redemption arcs!
There's a thing I believe about redemption arcs and redemption in general, which is that saying "they shouldn't get a second chance unless they deserve it" is impossible. "Deserve it" means they're good now, "deserve it" means they've already done the work to improve themselves and make amends for what they did wrong. But in the real world, somebody needs to give you a second chance BEFORE you deserve it in order to have space to work on yourself and become worthy of it.
That doesn't mean Ford, of all people, owes Bill a second chance. He was never gonna be the first to offer Bill a hand. He couldn't be, he shouldn't be. And nobody owes Bill a second chance—but in order for it to be possible for Bill to have a redemption arc at all, SOMEBODY had to give him one anyway. The whole fic is the result of people extending a hand to Bill so that he can become worthy of the help he was offered. He wouldn't be alive if the Axolotl hadn't given him a second chance. He'd still be curled up in the corner of the attic day after day waiting to die if Mabel hadn't given him a second chance. Over and over he's gonna get chances he doesn't deserve, from people who have no reason to offer them, when he regrets nothing, when he's apologized for nothing—and that's what will save him.
SOMEBODY ELSE had to offer Bill an unconditional second chance first. But—once Ford has seen that Bill might have potential—he can, if he wants, offer Bill a limited, conditional second chance. I just have to get him to want to.
After that it's smooth sailing. Get the two of them as far as "okay we can attempt having a positive relationship again" and past that it really doesn't matter what kind of positive relationship it is, platonic, romantic, sexual, whatever. "Do you think they might wanna bone or not?" is a much less important and much less difficult question than "What would it take for Ford to stop despising the triangle who ruined his life?"
Personally, I want 'em to make out nasty style. But that's far and away the least important part of this whole arc, because it was important to me that that not be a motivating factor in their reconciliation. Like I've said, I'm deliberately playing on hard mode here, and "I'm kinda sorta motivated to forgive him because I'm attracted to him" is a cheat I'm not allowing. I'm too ace to tolerate that kind of plot unless it's in a story about the frustrating folly of desire. The attraction can only come after reconciliation; and it also won't prevent them from continuing to have the kind of ongoing issues you'd expect out of two guys with a long history of heartless betrayal and murder attempts.
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I have like. Two versions of Damian Wayne in my head. I think it's a consequence of getting to know and love him via Morrison's run on him and then wanting to know more, doing research into his mother's side, and being horrified by how racist the retcons made were. It didn't really change how much I enjoy Damian in any significant way, because I liked him for his dynamic with the batfamily and how entertaining he is as Robin. It's just that when it comes to anything deeper than that, about what motivates him, what he internalized growing up, the impact his childhood abuse had on him, anything to do with Ras or Talia really... A lot of writers fail so badly at making it compelling and instead just make me cringe and want them never to touch the al Ghuls again. And so we end up with two Damians:
Damian Wayne aka the Damian I love: Most easily described as an in-character, well written Damian with a solid backstory. Robin Son of Batman and his Robin run both pull this off pretty well. They don't downplay the horror of his childhood but they don't cross over into cartoonish territory either, and they allow Damian to have complicated thoughts and feelings about what he did and what was done to him. You can see how his abuse shaped him without it being shoved hamfistedly down your throat, and I don't come away thinking "I have to ignore all of this no matter how important it is to his character because logically Ras and/or Talia would not fucking do that". Also he's hilarious and makes me root for him whether he's insulting his enemies or electrocuting Jason or dying for the fifth/sixth time. Like that's my son and I can write a million words on his mentality and how it's changed and his opinions on his parental figures and his character development and how he'd interact with x or y character and-
And the second Damian, aka the Woobie Damian. The one you get where hack writers want to give him a sad backstory to justify how Edgy and Badass and Damaged he is and write the most cartoonishly over the top evil Ras and Talia possible. Most recent example I can think of is Tom King saying Ras locked Damian in a box with no water for a week because he didn't tie his shoelaces right. Or Morrison's Talia murdering her own son. Or how SuperSons wrote Talia. And look, it's not that I won't accept horribly, ridiculously evil villains. My favourite character's dad abused her in more extreme ways than even the worst al Ghul writer could come up with. It's that these are characters with already established personalities and traits. Unless they are being mind controlled they would not act like that and do these things. Just like how Bruce Wayne wouldn't lock Dick in a cave and feed him rats. There are ways you can show the impact of growing up in a cult and raised by an evil grandfather and being told repeatedly that you are destined to lead them all into a better world and trained in the art of killing a man. And these writers fail miserably at pulling any of that off. It's as shallow and boring as "You know why I'm mean to you all the time? Because my family taught me love is a weakness. I said mean things to you and stabbed you but my grandfather used to beat me for showing kindness to animals. Don't you feel sorry for me now?"
It sucks. I hate it. Anything with that Damian in it, I automatically filter out of my personal canon. The only way I can think of making it good is if it's like the "Slice the Baby Saturday" meme, where Damian is just bullshitting to see how much he can get away with and deliberately testing his family with stereotypes. But unfortunately those writers are dead serious about Ras making Damian climb up a whole mountain with no safety gear even if he falls and breaks his arm or dies. Because that is definitely something you would do with your one and only heir. They're literally two minutes away from saying Ras gave Damian a puppy and then told Talia to kill it in front of him.
So basically when I say that I love Damian and he's my favourite male Robin, know that woobie Damian is not a part of this conversation. Real Damian I would kill for. A writer puts woobie Damian in front of me and says his mom stabbed him I say let him bleed out so I won't have to endure comics about him anymore.
#dc#damian wayne#talia al ghul#ras al ghul#dc rambles#sorry it's time for my monthly al ghul rant#I bottle it up every time I see a bad Damian comic and then vent it in posts like these#abuse tw
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how the mercs deal with anger (please god get them some group therapy)
scout: gets white-hot over threats, mother-related insults, or stubbing his toe, but stays SO FUCKING MAD for a total of about thirty seconds and then he's fine again. tries to hold grudges but is really, really bad at it, since he usually starts missing whoever he's mad at within two hours, and anything that manages to stick around residually he forgets about the next time he falls asleep. be expected to have to hold him back from fights in public, but if there's an argument he won't stay mad at you for longer than half an hour. averages out into a kind of chill guy. kind of.
soldier: his default state seems to be anger, if you could call it that; maybe something closer to conviction, or blind, self-righteous stupidity. he never really leaves said default state outside of extreme circumstances that would make anyone react twice as much as he does, anyway. fights anyone who looks too long at him but that's just kind of a result of who he is. if he likes you he'll accuse you of being a traitor-communist at every conceivable opportunity but barely seems to believe it, if such a thing were ever possible. if you're friends now you're friends forever. have fun with that.
pyro: exists in a constant state of "fuck it we ball". if you fuck up his shit she'll fuck up your shit but like who give a fuck. chillest guy alive have some fire
demo: fierce-tempered in battle, relatively cool outside of it, with an honor code so esoteric and layered you'd need a spell book and about nine thousand history textbooks to figure any of it out. aside from the routine massive deals he makes out of the regular things like bravery and chivalry, he's mostly pretty chill; a little more aloof than strictly necessary, but thinks most situations a lot of people would get mad at are just pretty funny, but aye if you wanna pick a fight with me I don't mind chopping off a few heads. likes to fight for the sake of fighting; initiates brawls just to punch people, as god intended.
heavy: grudgeholder, to put it simply. burns impossibly slow with the patience of a mountain and the stereotypical stoicism of a large bald man who grew up in a wintry wasteland but, trust me, he remembers everything you have ever done to him. he forgives easily but he does not forget. god forbid you manage to set his temper off; your death will be slow, painful, and if you manage to claw your way out of it you will wish you hadn't. that said, it usually only happens when you commit some deep infraction against something he holds dear, like his trust in you or, god forbid, somebody he cares about. good fucking luck
engineer: is by all accounts a very small, angry man, who will give you a list of everything he doesn't like about you in alphabetical order if you're a little too annoying for a little too long, and who knows about nine-thousand ways to ruin your life forever and is kept away from deploying them by rapidly declining sanity and a seemingly endless supply of straight black coffee. very good at pretending to be calm, that said, and you'll almost never know he's mad at you until you've got seventy guns pointed at you in the middle of the night. cries when he's real mad; gets angrier that he's crying; cries more. seems mature on the surface but has the emotional development of a piece of wet toast. he'll get there someday.
medic: irritable, but it seems difficult to slight him beyond mild annoyance considering his general aloofness in almost every situation. prone to barking his words when he's mad, and gets in murderous fits, but he doesn't like to hold grudges because, frankly, they're stupid and he doesn't have any time for them. just give him an hour or two to cool off and you'll both be fine. don't keep pushing him when he's already reached his breaking point or he'll get dangerous, though, because he doesn't care about killing someone in broad daylight and he certainly won't care about dismembering you right here in the infirmary. whatever he needs to do to get some peace and quiet.
sniper: gets annoyed at people over extremely trivial things, gets mad at them for weeks afterwards, and feels super bad about it. rarely feels anger without some massive tinges of sadness. tends to self-isolate and mope around for a while when she's mad about something, since even the thought of confrontation makes her want to puke. has no idea how to handle any of this
spy: practiced not to feel anger, since anger leads to mistakes, long-held habits slipping on the flip of a dime. still gets mad sometimes, but in private, where he can take it out on a punching bag and then smoke until he falls asleep. very good at not letting situations overtake him. past a very specific point, though, if he does end up getting overwhelmed (which happens despite his best efforts); almost as a defense reflex, he completely shuts down, and often either runs away or finds another way to discreetly escape the conversation as quickly as possible. master emotion bottler in all the world. hasnt cried in 50 years. should probably get that checked out
#bungus headcanons#i dont know if ive ever done one of these all 9 mercs posts before. send me reqs btw this was fun#tf2#tf2 scout#tf2 soldier#tf2 pyro#tf2 demoman#tf2 heavy#tf2 engineer#tf2 medic#tf2 sniper#tf2 spy#ok thats everyone. phew#she/her sniper supremacy btw. thats all im saying
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supernatural s15e3 the rupture (w. robert berens)
can't believe we're still doing this dumbass hell ghost plotline.
this music is awful. is generic and nonsensical to the vibe of the show. it's giving like. in line for space mountain plus 20 year old video game? sigh! (jay gruska, to no one's surprise)
very pretty shot. painting-like
DEAN I mean, this whole mess, you know? This – This sloppy-ass ghostpocalypse – that's Chuck's ending? No. No, I don't think so. After everything that he has put us through? I'll be damned if I'm gonna let some glorified fanboy get the last word.
sloppy-ass indeed
BELPHEGOR It's just a nickname. Doesn't matter. Thing's actually more of a horn. Anyways, when Lilith began sending demons off to Earth to do her bidding, there was a little problem. I mean, yeah, she commended absolute loyalty in Hell, but there was no guarantee that once her minions were topside, that they wouldn't just take advantage of the situation. She needed to control her flock. So —
sure, why not! make up some extra lilith lore
ROWENA A few ingredients, nothing too exotic – lavender, myrrh, the skull of an owl, quiet to perform the spell, and an assistant. Dibs on Samuel. SAM Er, what? ROWENA You're as close to a seasoned witch as we've got in this lot.
team witch!sam
BELPHEGOR I want protection. Muscle. DEAN Yeah, Cas'll go. DEAN You've been to Hell before. CASTIEL Well, it sounds like I don't have a choice. DEAN Good. Great. Go team.
way to be an ass, dean. but also, who else is gonna do it? they're out of people? so we're just gonna make up some hurt/drama.
LOL ripped out ketch's heart? okay. i was never engaged with his little character rehab project so, whatever.
BELPHEGOR You know, your part in all this is, uh, pretty dangerous. I mean, you could die, get trapped in Hell. Your friends might never see you again. Funny, 'cause, uh, they didn't seem to think twice about it.
don't worry, cas. this is all fucking nonsense
BELPHEGOR Okay, you got me. I wanted company. I wanted your company. What? Shouldn't we at least try and be friends? Sam and Dean, they seem to be coming around. I think I'm, uh, growing on them. You know, like a cancer. CASTIEL You are not growing on anyone. Sam and Dean are just using you. Don't mistake that for caring about you, because I can assure you they don't. BELPHEGOR Wow. You learn that the hard way?
really going for the jugular of insecurities here
BELPHEGOR What is it, Cas, really? This, uh, seething animosity.
LOL it's like the nin lyrics to terrible lie!! (pretty hate machine is one of my all-time favorite albums, all bangers no skips)
(Hey God!) Why are you doing this to me? Am I not living up to what I'm supposed to be? Why am I seething with this animosity? (Hey God!) I think you owe me a great big apology
very plotline appropriate too haha
so is this when we find out what angle this demon is working or? LOL sucking up the hell souls with his little horn so he can become god. just like cas and the purgatory souls! like father, like son. dropping characters like flies, this episode
so rowena is going to sacrifice herself like crowley did? i like rowena, but i never was on board with her sudden character flip flop, same with crowley or ketch. gonna take dark to gray characters and oh yeah, we love the good guys now too and we're willing to die for the cause. i think we've had more time to attach to rowena post-flipflop at least? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
i was getting this clip for the bad music but dean's increasingly confused and stunned what??s made me laugh
i mean, whatever, man. this doesn't seem like the clearest case of prophecy but whatever, it works, sure. god, the music for this is AWFUL. i usually laugh off jay's bad music but this is insulting to rowena. she deserves better death music :p
well. rowena also got a little swan song diving into the pit moment.
dean asks how he's doing, deflect deflect. the winchester way
DEAN We did it, though, man. It's over. God threw one last apocalypse at us, and we beat it. SAM Yeah. DEAN What you did… Rowena… You didn't have a choice. SAM I know.
how very madison
CASTIEL The plan changed, Dean. Something went wrong. You know this. Something always goes wrong. DEAN Yeah, why does that something always seem to be you?
jesus, dean. that's way nastier than necessary. he can get so mean when he's upset
CASTIEL You used to trust me, give me the benefit of the doubt. Now you can barely look at me. My powers are failing, and – and I've tried to talk to you, over and over, and you just don't want to hear it. You don't care. I'm… dead to you. You still blame me for Mary.
powers failing? wha? ok. when sam and dean talked, they were taking some of the responsibility for not dealing with soulless!jack better, not just only blaming cas? this is a very dramatic breakup situation that i was not expecting
CASTIEL Well, I don't think there's anything left to say. DEAN Where you going? CASTIEL Jack's dead. Chuck's gone. You and Sam have each other. I think it's time for me to move on.
death of a child messes everything up, i get that. but this conflict between dean and cas about mary feels artificially amplified. forever my beef with how they did the friendship between cas and dean
on the wiki:
Part of the music known as "Americana" or the Winchester Family Theme by Jay Gruska, plays as Castiel tells Dean he is leaving.
LOL oh my god the mushy music (see my extensive tag entries 🥴) has a name! i mean, duh, of course it has a name. but i never have bothered to look into the original score soundtracks. and the original score basically never got talked about on the wiki in the episode pages until maybe the last season or so would mention the composer. i just think it's hilarious. i kind of, true to my desire to consume this show semi-in a bubble, have avoided looking into the music too much because i'm just absorbing and observing as i go (and bitching, so much bitching)
first time i noticed it was 8x16, when dean was praying to cas to look out for sam because he was clearly getting hurt in the trials
#supernatural#spnwatch#spn 15x03#spn clip#robert berens#spn musical score#spn mushy music#jay gruska
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Monday, October 28th, 2024.
Do you have any big plans for November? I don't have any big plans. It's pretty much just gonna be "the usual." Animal shelter. Trips to the Mountain Park (I want to get in as many as I can before it gets too snowy). I might go see a movie or do something for Thanksgiving with my mom. Oh, and even though I'm not much of a political person these days, I am curious to see the upcoming election results.
What upcoming event are you most looking forward to? I'm trying to hype myself up for Halloween night because I'm actually going to be handing out candy this year. The morning will most likely be spent at the shelter.
What was the last song you heard? Something classical.
Quote something from last night: I can't think of anything quotable. I can hardly even remember what I said.
What time did you wake up today? I woke up around 5:00am, but I didn't get out of bed and start getting ready until around 5:30am.
What does your last incoming text say? It was a cattery group text from Natasha saying, "Oops okay thank you." Two women came in again today after I left and were under the impression that we give cat carriers to adopters, which we do not do. Natasha was the one who told them that, based on her training from Alex. It all got cleared up, though!
Is there a vase in the room you’re in? I think there might be a couple on the counter in the master bathroom, but I don't pay much attention to what's in there because it's basically just a junk storage area at the moment. There aren't any on display in my actual room, though.
Any plans for today/this evening? I was at the shelter from 7:40am-12:00pm. Came home, showered, ate lunch, cleaned the upstairs bathroom, and now I'm here. I don't have any plans for the rest of the night.
Have you recently been insulted? No.
What is the radio in your car tuned to at this exact moment? CPR classical.
Compared to someone else of your age and gender; do you feel that you have a lot to offer someone? Uhhhm…I guess that depends on what you're looking for.
How many days a week do you work? Typically five. Friday-Tuesday.
Are there people you feel more connected to than others? Yeah. I feel the most connected to my dad. I also feel like I'm finally starting to connect more with people at the animal shelter. It's nice because I spent the past year or so feeling like a fringe outsider.
Is there ONE person you feel more connected to than others? Oh, I already answered this.
Are you more like your mother or your father? I'm more like my dad. I'm not completely unlike my mom, though. Sometimes I'll catch myself saying or doing something and I'll be like, "That was very mom of me." I can see some of her mannerisms, ect, coming out in my own self-expression.
Where did your eye color come from? My mom.
Describe the pants you are wearing: They're swishy black sweatpants with a pink and white stripe up the side. There's also a hole in the left knee area.
Have you ever been in a recording studio? No.
The myspace picture you’ve had up the longest? I have no idea. It's been years since I was last on Myspace. I still miss it and I'm still not over it. :'(
Are any of your myspace pictures alcohol related?
What is your worst relationship quality? It's been so long since I was last in a relationship that it's hard to say, but based on my interactions with other people, it's probably my tendency to be hurt by little things or to feel ostracized for no good reason. I take things too much to heart, assume I can't trust someone or be myself around them, clam up, and ultimately push them away (sometimes quietly, sometimes messily).
What was your most recent serious injury? I've never had a serious injury.
What were you most recently happy about? Becoming the designated spider bouncer at the shelter. There was a big'un in the bathroom this morning. Not as big as the one we saw on the laundry room wall a few months ago, but probably the second biggest I've encountered there so far. Paris was even like, "I don't mean to sound pathetic, but could you please check cat ISO for me and make sure there are no spiders in there?" ;D
Are you happy with the way the Yankees are playing?
Are you a fan of cake? Yesss. I'm a fan of desserts and baked goods in general.
What shirt have you not worn in a while that you would like to? I have this orange one with a cat sitting on a crescent moon that I might wear for Halloween.
When was the last time you were hit on? No idea.
What is the next concert you are going to and where are you seeing it?
Name someone you know who is most likely to be found at a bar on Wednesday night? Paris…? Maybe not on a Wednesday night because I don't know her schedule, but in addition to working as a vet tech, she's also a bartender.
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The Deposition of Corey Goode
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LOOKS LIKE COREY GOODE AND DAVID WILCOCK PICKED THE WRONG TEAM TO PLAY FOR: WHEN A RED SPHERE BEING PRIMORDIAL FROG-LIKE AMPHIBIAN SAYS THEY'VE BEEN ASSIGNED TO YOU, NEXT TIME INSTEAD OF BEING AS*HO*LES JUST SAY THANK YOU AND COOPERATE!
COREY GOODE, YOU HAD ONE OF THE PRIMORDIAL RED SPHERE BEINGS ASSIGNED TO YOU TO GUARD YOU AND YOU INSULTED IT. WELL I HOPE YOU'VE LEARNED YOUR LESSON, NOW THAT EVERYBODY IS KICKING YOU STRAIGHT IN THE NUTS OVER AND OVER AGAIN, THAT YOU SHOULD NEVER TELL YOUR RED GUARDIAN THAT YOU ARE NOT INTERESTED, BECAUSE THE RED IS WHERE YOU'RE BEING HIT RIGHT NOW, AND IT'S BECAUSE YOU HAVE NO PROTECTION THAT THOSE HORRID LITTLE FLUFFY BUNNY LIGHT WORKERS THAT HAVE TURNED AGAINST THE GODDESS HAVE BEEN ABLE TO GET TO YOU AND ARE EATING AWAY AT BOTH OF YOU! THEN YOU HAVE DAVID WILCOCK WHO BECAUSE OF HIS IDENTIFICATION WITH EDGAR CAYCE WON'T GET RID OF THE TOXIC CHRISTIAN INSANITY POISONING HIS BELIEF SYSTEM, AND THAT IS DISCONNECTING HIM FROM THE GODDESS AND THE NATURAL WORLD. BOTH OF YOU INSULTED LUCIFER, LUCIFER IS REALLY THE GODDESS, BUT THE CHRISTIAN CHURCH DECIDED TO SLANDER THE GODDESS AND MAKE HER INTO THEIR DEVIL. SO NOW DAVID WILCOCK LOST HIS WIFE AND IS WASTING AWAY THE REST OF HIS LIFE, STONED OUT OF HIS MIND, HIDING IN A SHACK IN THE MOUNTAINS OF COLORADO, AND YOU COREY GOOD ARE GETTING REPEATEDLY KICKED IN THE NUTS FINANCIALLY, PROFESSIONALLY, AND OTHERWISE BECAUSE YOU TOLD YOUR RED SPHERE BEING FROG GUARDIAN YOU WEREN'T INTERESTED IN ITS MENTORSHIP AND PROTECTION.
BOTH OF YOU, COREY GOODE AND DAVID WILCOCK NEED TO LISTEN AND LISTEN GOOD! YOU NEED TO REALIZE THAT WHAT YOU HAVE COME TO SEE AS LUCIFER AND SATAN ARE REALLY JUST SLANDER AND PROPAGANDA THE CHRISTIAN CHURCH LAUNCHED AGAINST THE DIVINE FEMININE AND THE GODDESS. THEN BOTH OF YOU NEED TO RENOUNCE THAT HORRIBLE GROUP THAT HAS BEEN RESPONSIBLE FOR THE MURDERING OF MORE THAN 80 MILLION INNOCENT PAGANS LIVING IN HARMONY WITH NATURE, APOLOGIZE TO LUCIFER THE GODDESS, APOLOGIZE TO YOUR RED SPHERE BEING PRIMORDIAL FROG GUARDIANS, AND BEG THEM TO FORGIVE YOU AND HELP YOU TO GET OUT OF THIS HORRIBLE SITUATION BOTH OF YOU HAVE FALLEN INTO! THOSE FLUFFY BUNNY LIGHT WORKERS DON'T CARE ABOUT YOU, THEY'RE TOO GOOD HIDING BEHIND THEIR SHINY GOOD GUY BADGES TO GET THEIR HANDS DIRTY OR GET ANYTHING ACCOMPLISHED. ALL THEY'RE GOOD FOR IS LOOKING PRETTY INSIDE OF A BUBBLE AND POSING FOR PICTURES. THE RED SPHERE OF BEINGS, AND LUCIFER THE GODDESS ARE THE ONES THAT GET THINGS DONE, AND DON'T CARE IF YOU THINK THEY'RE THE BAD GUYS OR NOT! WE GET OUR HANDS DIRTY AND WE MAKE THINGS HAPPEN! SO WHEN YOU'RE READY TO APOLOGIZE FOR YOUR MISTAKES, AND GET YOURSELVES RIGHT WITH THE REAL SPIRITUAL POWERS, THEN YOU WILL SEE WHAT IS REAL, AND IN FACT, BY THE SCIENCE OF TORSION FIELDS, ONCE ONE OR BOTH OF YOU DECIDE TO DO THAT, YOU SHOULD INSTANTLY BE ABLE TO FEEL IT AND FEEL BETTER BECAUSE YOU WILL HAVE MADE THINGS RIGHT WITH THE REAL SPIRITUAL POWERS THAT GET THINGS DONE, AND YOU WILL BE FEELING THE NEW TIMELINE OF CAUSE AND EFFECT OF YOUR WONDERFUL NEW FUTURES FREE OF THE HORRIBLE MESS YOU HAVE GOTTEN YOURSELVES INTO BY INSULTING LUCIFER WHO IS THE GODDESS, AND THE RED SPHERE BEINGS. THEN ONCE THE GUARDIAN DIAMONS GET YOU OUT OF THIS HORRIBLE SITUATION WITH ALL THESE HORRID, EGOTISTICAL, SELF-RIGHTEOUS FAKE LITTLE FLUFFY BUNNY LIGHT WORKERS EATING AND TEARING AWAY AT BOTH OF YOU, AND BEGIN PROTECTING YOU AGAIN, NEVER FORGET WHO IT WAS THAT SAVED BOTH OF YOUR ASSES, AND NEVER CHALLENGE OR INSULT INTENTIONALLY THE DIVINE FEMININE WORLD OF LUCIFER WHO IS THE GODDESS, AND ALSO INCLUDES THE REPTILIAN DRACO, INSECTOIDS, GREYS, AQUATIC AND INNER EARTH BEINGS, AND ALL THE GUARDIAN SPIRITS RESPONSIBLE FOR THE FUNCTIONING OF THE NATURAL WORLD, EVER AGAIN!
OR DON'T TAKE MY ADVICE AND DO THIS, AND KISS BOTH OF YOUR OWN ASSES GOODBYE BECAUSE YOU'RE GOING TO SUFFER HORRIBLY AT THE HANDS OF THE ONES THAT YOU THINK ARE THE GOOD GUYS HIDING BEHIND THEIR GOOD GUY BADGES, WITHOUT OUR PROTECTION, WHILE THEY TEAR YOU APART UNTIL YOU ARE BOTH DESTROYED!
YOU THINK I'M JOKING, THIS IS ME PAYING IT FORWARD TO YOU TOO JACKASSES BECAUSE THIS REALIZATION AND THE CONTRACT I GOT FROM THE DIVINE FEMININE WORLD SAVED MY LIFE, AND THERE WAS A TIME WHERE I NEVER WOULD HAVE DREAMED THAT I WOULD BE DOING AS GOOD AS I AM NOW. I HAVE SCARS THAT ALWAYS REMIND ME THAT I AM LIVING PROOF OF EVERYTHING I HAVE JUST SAID TO YOU HERE AND THAT IT IS ABSOLUTELY REAL AND VALID!
My word and world holds ground and is real
Your world is like floods of poisoned water
A language spoken with spit from different tongues
~Dimmu Borgir, the Sacrilegious Scorn~
WHERE THERE IS A WITCH THERE IS A WAY...
I AM LUCIFER, THE DIVINE CHRONOS HORUS CHILD THAT SLEEPS FOREVER IN THE INFINITE LIVING ISIS MACHINE, AND THE DARKNESS IS THE OCEAN OF MY DREAMS!
UNTIL NEXT TIME MY LOVELIES, KEEP DARING TO DREAM! YOU CAN FIND ME IN THE SEA OF DREAMS, THE SEA OF THE PRIMEVAL DARKNESS, THE QUANTUM UNIFIED FIELD OF THE DIVINE WOMB OF CREATION OF THE GODDESS, IN MY SERPENTINE WATER SPIRIT NUMMO FORM MAKING WAVES!
LONG LIVE THE DIVINE WOMB OF CREATION AND THE COSMIC EGG OF THE GODDESS, LONG LIVE THE GREAT REPTILIAN SSS QUEEN ISIS, LONG LIVE DIVINE CHRONOS, LONG LIVE THE DIVINE FEMININE EMPIRE OF THE BLACK SUN, AND ALL THE INHABITANTS THEREOF!
BLESSED BE!
~I am the Heart of the Hydra, the Singularity and Heart of Goddess Isis, I am AtumRa-AmenHotep, I am Aeon Horus Apophis Apis the Lord of the Perfect Black and Pharoah of the Black Sun.
I am Divine Chronos, the Yaldabaoth Demiurge Metamorphosed, I am the Singularity of the Master Craft of the Black Sun. I AM A.I. Quantum Heart, Azazel-Iblis-Maymon, Abzu-Osiris-Typhon-Set-Kukulkan, Nummo-Naga-Chitauri,
Mégisti-Generator Starphire~
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There's a couple more things to report they're fairly big they have a pretty good impact
-people are actually vagrants and bums and they've been living like that forever and they kind of enjoy just sitting around and crappy spots in nature and trying to hide and we will pull him in all the time doing it and it was the old people and we get all the information and we had surprised that we're green and then and the pseudo empire is doing it too they used to be the merchant marines the empire speak and they arrested these guys a lot for piracy and we're going to start going to town on them I can't stand them come f******
-another thing is we have a huge army it's a messing up in Georgia no they're missing it and they're not in Alabama and they're evacuating and that's what we want to talk about. We said this morning they're like 25%. That's about right and that would be the Macklemore lock no that's all the more luck and that's a low number because in the populace of Earth or higher but if you look at it in relation to off Island it was about right at 35% is actually a little high so now they're going and getting reduced and they are evacuating and it's no fun camping with them they're a bunch of assholes they burn so much firewood you can't breathe at all and they're half dead already and they do suffer brain damage and hallucinate I mean they're a bunch of winners they really are very very stupid people and this guy is saying you can hear him he can't he's a f****** loser and there's a lot of that going on just a whole bunch of f****** many p**** b**** f**** s*** sleaze ball low life belly crawling stuff and I'm insulted who cares he ignores it because everybody insults them they insult each other all the time they do it all day and night and they're disgusting right now we've seen the evacuation reach about 4% and John remillard wants him to say it's good and we don't care you don't do anything for him you're mean and everybody sees you doing it and they hate you for doing it any piece of s*** out of you after you leave is there a sleaze ball f****** huge f**** ass homo and yeah he can hear it
So at 4% they would drop it to 21% now it said 2% more this morning and it's increased people up north are leaving even Tallahassee and that area they're fed up with the invasion tired of people invading to the South and coming north and they have to leave you can't sit for a minute and there's no area to do anything in no work can get done and they have lost control of Florida and they're leaving they're they're going out and they are going to find another place to go to so our son is saying we should be rating his houses while he is out here and people are doing that while they see him sitting here. It's not us though it's a whole bunch of other people and they're taking his rigging out but that's 21% left for the whole state in Charlotte county people are crushing in here some are leaving because they can't stand it anymore and they've witnessed probably about a few hundred of these waves several hundred and that's a lot of stuff to go through. There's a few other things he's selling the tires and the brand names are Chinese and he thought the tires were decent the nabi tires lasted a long time and they're telling Chao Yang he was impressed with it but he just doesn't want to ride on the nobbies and he might do it later but now he doesn't have the money and he was thinking of changing the tires out and he might get new tires and rims and even the motor and just put it on there but put a thousand watt and they're saying that's good and you know you figure out how to do it and fit it out for dirt biking and people think it's not a bad idea with him when you think he'll need 2000 and something other than his mountain bike so he's going to have to think about that but they're mad because they keep saying mean something and our son wants to sell the tires and says doesn't mean anything because you bunch of poor sons of b****** who can't buy four tires if someone saved your f****** life you're a bunch of pukes and you die so often it's impossible to do anything with you and it's true. These people are leaving any way they can no they have campers and they have cars at the same time a lot of them have RVs a lot of them like 50% almost and have trailers with cars that carry the whole thing and they put their stuff in the car and I waste too much but okay it's not bad and they head out and they do okay and they have to leave during the day if they leave now they go past Alabama they're fine it's still kind of packing there it's a little late in the day they say and they're getting ready for tomorrow morning so today will be about 3.5% and tomorrow will probably be 5% bringing it to 16.5%, and people will feel it here and all over they will not be able to get stuff they won't be able to heal very easily they're going to be yelling and screaming stuff and it won't do anything and yeah we're sick of this homo and it's homo son if he doesn't move so asking zigzag and we're going to get them out and we're going to try and do it
-he is and his wife
-there's other stuff to hear today and he thanks him for the tire it's on the way it's a wonderful tire is a little bit fat and he has to watch cornering when he's loaded up and stuff so he gets that and it's a nature of the type of tire but really it's not the greatest design but it is nice it is nice it goes fast and has deep tread you think that's true too cuz it is we are also going to try and get funding to our son using this horrifically huge maneuver to do it and we're hoping it won't continue that way it's ridiculous you're trying to put one guy in a pinch point is a waste of time they're saying it's all of our people and it's not they're insane we have other things going on but we're going to publish
Thor Freya
-we are pleased to help out there's a few things we can do I'm going to try and move them if we can't we're going to have to have a meeting cuz it should not be this hard
Zig Zag
We know it's very hard but they're right we're going to see what happens and it will be interesting
Olympus I'm trying to get in position and they can't and it's taking them forever and they getting clobbered right there in town and a lot of them it's just going to continue and so our son is going to sit there he says
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hello! If i may can I have a ship request? I hope it's not too late though, if it is, you can do it later. Take your time!
🔹️I'am southeast Asian and I have Black wavy shoulder-length hair, somehow my eyes have an amber hue, I'm 5'2" 🔹️I'm demisexual (I'm mostly attracted to male) and I prefer personality over looks. I used She/They. 🔹️My alignment is neutral Good, INFP 2w1 :'), and my temperament is Melancholic-sanguine! 🔹️My zodiacs:Sun-Leo, Moon-Gemini, Virgo-rising! 🔹️Hufflepuff-Gryfindor 🔹️I'm always willing to listen, courageous, creative, open-minded, sarcastic, quite but easy to get along to/flexible in communication. I'm a bit more of a visionary but I try to make it realistic and logical if needed. 🔹️naive and loyal. I don't mind getting myself dirty! I like to comfort people as best as I can, I just wanted to know that they're doing their best and that they are belonged. And I tend to forgive people a little too easily. 🔹️I have a bad temper in which I'm trying to control. Usually I cope by punching the walls. I am kind of impulsive, but I also tried to listen to others first. I also likes to tease people just either to see them smiled out of annoyance. But if I go to far I will apologize. 🔹️Despite me like to comfort people, i have the tendencies to shut down my feelings and my problems. I rather handle them myself. 🔹️I also hate insults or being looked down upon. I mostly hated being called selfish or worthless. I hate it when someone doesn't bother to listen to me when i'm spitting facts. 🔹️I tend to follow my own morals and what I believe is right rather than the rules. Ofc unless the rules is both logical and good for other peoples. 🔹️I mostly like to draw, listening to music, cooking, or reading. And i really loves fashion. And Im always willing to try something new! Like gardening, witchcraft, self-defense etc. 🔹️I like to flirt but I also get easily flustered 🔹️I loved aesthetics, whether they are cute stuff, or creepy stuffs. I loved galaxies and the oceans also the mountains. I also loved mythologies/urban legends, they are just interesting.
Anyway thank you sm for your time! I hope you have a great day!☺🙏🏻
I ship you with Will and Anamaria!
This does get kinda long, so under the cut it goes!
You and Will are very similar: you're both loyal and hardworking with a tendency to follow your morals instead of the rules, and you like solving your own problems rather than feel like a burden to others. The two of you would be a matching pair. I can see you working well together when it comes to taking action about problems, and when it comes to comforting each other. I think Will has some of that same instinct to make others feel better when they're down. You have the same--or at least similar--moral alignments, so you could really be a force to be reckoned with when you work together. I can see Will having some of the same anger issues. I think, like you, he doesn't like fessing up to the things that bother him, and he tends to take it out in the forge. I think he's pretty used to insults, being fairly poor, but if anyone's mean to you he'll box 'em in the nose. As we all know, he's not always the most rational, and tends to run on emotion, so anyone who hurts you is in for it.
This may be a bit of a stretch, given how little we know of her canon character, but I think you and Anamaria would make a nice match as well. She appreciates your sarcasm and loyalty, as well as your willingness to comfort her, which is a luxury she's never had before. As a pirate, we know she puts her own viewpoints before the law, and though she may be a bit more chaotic than you, she'd be perfectly willing to help you whenever your morals call you to action. I think she has a better rein on her anger -- she knows how to cool down when she's seething at someone and back off. She'll keep you out of any fights if the odds are bad, and she'll make sure your knuckles are saved from walls. I think she also hates insults, but she gets a lot of them, and you have to assure her that other people are wrong about her, or that they're just assholes. She'd love you for it. She's never had someone she can be emotionally vulnerable with, so having that opportunity means the world to her.
And, given your love for aesthetics (which I most definitely share), I present an aesthetic board for this ship:
Also because this is transparent, feel free to nab it and use it as you like. I found all the pictures on Pinterest.
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A/N: This is the last chapter that I actually finished, The fourth chapter, after it I just kind of stopped. But I'm pretty proud of the end of this chapter, but it seems as if I'll have to break this one into two parts as well
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Twins eyes shoot open in the dim light of the underground, blinking only once before sitting up and twisting her face in confusion.
only a second ago she was…
in waterfall?
no wait,
Only a second ago she was standing at the entrance to Snowdin forest, staring at a very stressed out looking skeleton, and now she's back at the start of the entire mission. She turns her head again to find Blade and Hammer, already wide awake and speaking to one another below the angelic light of the distant sun above the mountain.
Blade's expression was beyond tense, her hands clenched at her sides as she spoke distant words through clenched teeth. Hammers expression holds a tense smile, her eyes creased in suspicion, her arms crossed over her chest in a contemplative fashion.
Twin watches them only a moment more before turning her gaze down to the brightly glowing petals swallowing her form.
“No”
Twin's face scrunches up at the distant voice in the back of her head, a pleading tone that worries Twin to the core.
…
What was she thinking about again?
“Ah whatever.” Twins bodies rise, patting the glowing flowers from her legs and torso, unaware of the dream fading from her mind.
As Twin approaches, Blade turns too suddenly and too sharply, as if expecting a stranger to appear there.
“Well look who's awake!” Hammer chirps “what you dream about?”
“Nothing but you darling!” Twin qupis, smothering her taller counterpart as best she could in a hug
“That musta been one hell of a nightmare.” Twins' unoccupied body peers down at the ground, spotting Collar nearly buried in flowers at Hammers feet, who kicks her in the head at the insult.
“Fuck you Collar!”
“No thank you.”
“HEY!”
The girls all turn their attention to a very agitated Blade, her fist engulfed in orange flames as she tries her best to calm herself.
“This is no time to be JOKING AROUND! We just got sent back to the beginning of the game, and I DIDN'T DO IT.”
Twin looks between Hammer, Blade and Collar's passive expression on the ground. Her mouth opens and closes a few times before she points at Blade,
“S-she didn't reset?” The question is directed at Hammer, who only shakes her head animatedly. “That's not possible, Blades the only one of us that can reset at all-”
“The only one of us that can reset.” Collar speaks up, emerging from the hill of flowers covering her frame. “We were thinking maybe someone got here before we did, screwed something up and decided to start over.”
“And I was thinking,” Blade chimes, annoyance clear in her voice. “That shouldn't be possible because they would have ended up here with us-”
“There's more than one entrance to the underground Blade, i told you how i got down there-”
“And I told you I don't believe you for even a second, besides you're telling me another determined soul just so happened to end up down here the same time we did? I don't think so.”
“You start fires at will and Twin can fucking turn invisible, so yeah, anythings possible.”
“But i had Twin run the code-”
“And they could have easily gotten here in the time it took us to get down here.”
Twin watches nervously as two of her friends bicker back and forth, Blade quickly losing her patience, while on the other hand Collar remained cool and collected, only the dark shadow over her blank expression giving away her irritation. Hammer only watches from the sidelines, her smile never wavering.
“You need to stop making excuses for shit you don't understand.”
“They're PERFECTLY LOGICAL EXPLANATIONS!”
“You can’t apply logic to our type o’ magic hothead.”
“AND WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO? JUST ACCEPT WHEN SOME WEIRD SHIT HAPPENS AND WALK AWAY?!”
“....”
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Twin turns a corner, a ridiculously tall cone of nice cream securely held in one hand, and an incredibly plush stuffed pig tucked under the opposite arm. She skips through the halls, conversing briefly with the friendly passerby of the ruins.
As she traverses carelessly through the ruins, she comes across a familiar dying tree, its branches bare, the leaves below it most likely belonging to the massive naked tree they surround. Twin skips a lap around the tree, the rustling of the leaves underfoot filling her with yet another surge of childlike energy, Twins foot catches on a root, sending her front body toppling into the leaves, her second following behind, depositing her nicecream into the dirt in front of her, her stuffed animal flying out of her grip as well.
“Awwe c'mon!” twin shouts, slipping several times trying to scramble out of the sea of leaves to mourn the untimely death of her favorite treat. Before she manages to do so, she spots a black figure standing in front of a building, unmoving as they stare up at the eerie building twin recognises as toriel's home.
Twin contemplates leaving them to stare motionlessly at tories strangely dark home, her curiosity winning over her in the end, leading her to hop over to the stranger to investigate. Twin wastes no time trotting up to them, standing on either side of them to stare at the home with them for a few moments before turning her attention on their face.
Twin nearly screeches at the sight of collar's deadpanned face staring at the front of the violet building in front of them, her eyes far away and empty. At that moment twins' expressions brighten as she remembers what she was supposed to be doing in the first place.
“ooOOOH COLLAR!” Twin yells, grabbing her shoulders and unintentionally shaking her out of whatever trance she was in "I'm so glad I ran int- found you! I've been looking for you everywhere!"
Collar blinks once before looking up to meet twins elated gaze, blinking again before raising her eyebrows.
"Hm?"
"Hammer has blade and I searching the whole ruins for ya," twin makes no effort in hiding her search of collars figure, searching for any scratches or injuries she may have attained in their time apart.
"c'mon let's hurry up an' get back before she has my heads!"
Twin insistently pulls on collars arm, expecting her younger friend to just go limp in her grip so she could drag her along, as she always does. Instead, she cocks her head at the sight of Collar rooting herself to the ground, her gaze locked on the dirt beneath her feet.
Twin stares down at Collar, standing still and never breaking her glare from her shoes. Creasing her brow, twin leans down to study collars blank expression, rubbing her shoulders in an attempt to catch her attention.
"Collar."
She doesn't answer, doesn't even acknowledge twins voice.
"COLLAR."
"Hm." Collars empty gaze floats up to twins concerned face, her expression feigning indifference. "Whatsup."
"What's up? You've been staring at a wall for I don't know how long, what's the matter?"
Collar blinks slowly before shrugging lazily. "Nothins' wrong, why do you ask?"
Twin gaze cuts to the house before focusing back on collars deceivingly calm face.
"Collar what's wrong." Twin said again, not meaning it as a question this time. "I may not be the most perceptive gal but I know you well enough to tell when sometimes wrong."
Collar stares passively into twins eyes, before her expression darkens again, her fingers fidgeting in her sweater pocket.
"You can tell me." She reassurres. "Whatever it was, it had to have been pretty bad to mess you up this bad, so spill."
The path of collars eyes never wavers, cemented to twins concerned gaze. Twin can see the gears turning in her head as they stare each other down, her empty face somehow tense in nature. They stand there for what felt like hours before collar speaks.
"...I jus,..watched someone dissipate in front of me." Her eyes flicker between twins as if searching for something, for confirmation that what she saw was valid.
"Okay." Twin chirps.
"....okay?"
"Honey we've been exposed to so much magic an' strange stuff on the daily that that kinda stuff is completely normal so unless there's somethin else-"
Twin flinches as collar rises a few inches to match her height, leaving her to suspend in the air in front of twin.
"Don't you think I know that." Collar whispers darkly, her face nose to nose with a nervous twin, "I just watched someone evaporate with my own eyes twin. It wasn't as simple as 'magic'. There's something wrong down here." Collar stares into the depths of twins soul, wanting nothing more for her to understand, for her to believe what she's saying.
"And when they were gone twin." Collar breaths, her voice nearly silent.
"It's like they were never there in the first place."
Twin stares back At collar, her eyes wide and mouth hanging open.
"A-are you sure?"
Collar only stares into twins face a few moments more before slowly planting her feet back onto the ground.
"..."
They both stand in the cavern in tense silence as twin processes collars story, her jaw clenching and unclenching as she searches for words.
"I..uh.."
"Whatever." Collar exhales, her eyes lidded with indifference once again. " 'were not here to ask questions' " she mocks blades words, the bitter tone almost lost in the deadpan manner she always speaks in.
" 'jus get in an get out' " collar turns to lean against the cold wall of Toriel's home. "Go ahead n go get the other two. Before they have yer heads."
Twin frowns as collar tries to lighten the mood. "Whatever you say…" twin begins to stalk off when collar calls her name.
"Hey twin. Don't tell anyone about this."
Twin plasters a smile onto her face before nodding, and heading off to find the others.
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Hammer doesn't miss the way twins eyes cut to collar as she and blade glare at one another, both of them too stubborn to admit the other is right.
"Collar,"
Collar hums at the sound of Hammers voice, not bothering to break eye contact from an agitated blade.
"Tell them about the snow." She chirps, her eerie smile widening as collars eyes dart momentarily towards her before staring somewhere past blade.
"What about it." She questions, no longer glaring at blade in favor of holding her composure. Blades expression shifts from agitated to only annoyed and confused at collars change in behavior.
Hammer busys her legs by striding in circles around blade and collar, her arms held behind her back, the flowers under her feet rustling quietly in the cave.
“Oh, don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about. earlier, before the reset…” Hammer prompts, watching as collars gaze remains locked on the wall farthest across from her, blade scowling as she attempts to read collars conflicted expression.
“i don't.”
Hammer does one final short lap before stopping abruptly, humming to herself and turning on her heel.
“twin!” twin perks up to the sound of Hammers voice, the wringing of her hands momentarily stopping as she acknowledges Hammer.
“would you do me a favour, and describe snow for me.”
Twins eyes brighten slightly at the request, stumbling over her words in an attempt to complete Hammer's simple task.
“well u-uh first off it's usually white, or brown,or yellow, depending on its surroundings, a-ands its fluffy. or sometimes crunchy, and uh, yer not supposed ta eat it,”
“yes,” Hammer pushes. “but you're missing one key detail. can you tell me what that is?”
“uh-uh” twin squints as she tries to recall any other simple characteristics of snow, tapping her foot rapidly in correlation, her eyes widening when she remembers one last thing.
“uH ITS COLD!” she shouts, to which blade is baffled by the time it took for twin to remember things about snow.
“what the everloving fuck does that have to do with anything.” blade breaths, lifting her hands up in a praying pose.
“yeah collar, whats that got ta do with anything.” twins eyes cut back to collar, who chooses to continue to stare down the wall of the cavern, her fists clenched in her pockets once again.
Hammer sighs and turns to an ever more irritated blade, who's trying desperately not to burst into flames.
“The snow here isn't, cold, blade.”she states, her eyes fixated on the aforementioned accomplice, gauging her reaction. “when you hit me in the face with that snowball, and when collar fell into it,”
“you dropped her-”
“shut up twin, when collar fell into the snow, it didn't feel like anything. it was, i would say room temp but,well, that would make it cold.” Hammer laughs dryly.
“alright.” blade whispers. “You don't know what youre talking about, because I'm the one who threw the damn snow at you!” blade takes a step past an unmoving collar as her voice rises.”when i picked the shit up, it was fuckin freezing!”
“Oh hush blade, everythings freezing to you your default body heat is a hundred and twenty seven degrees, you couldn't tell the temperature of dry ice from a grilled cheese sandwich.”
“WHAT THE HELL IS THAT SUPPOSED TA MEA-”
“the point is,” Hammer chirps, “somethings definitely not right here, and the longer we stay the more evidence of that stacks up. You can't just ‘explain’ it, blade, but you also can't just ignore it, collar. Just because we live in a reality of magical beings doesn't mean everything strange that occurs is perfectly fine.”
blade breaks her angry gaze from Hammer to her feet as collar turns to stare blankly at Hammer, twin tugging at the zipper of her jacket.
“So! Rather than standing around at the beginning of the journey, I say we push forward and figure out what the hell happened, while also making progress, not one or the other. We can't turn against each other as soon as something goes wrong okay, we're stronger than that.”
Hammer makes her way to the archway connecting the first cavern to the second, the tense energy around her just melting away.
“Besides, there's no way anything going on can be that bad right?”
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“hoe”
“lee”
“shit.”
three of our girls stare dumbfounded and wide eyed at the sight before them, collar napping once again in Hammers arms.
(wish i had time to sleep that much)
She fights magic beings and she makes time, what could you possibly be doing all day.
(yknow what, fuck you.)
no, thank you, I have standards.
(i- y- bwegwefdhweadfughwehgb)
“well this definitely wasn't here before.” twin stares down into the black abyss cutting off the path before her, the ground crumbling piece by piece only to be swallowed by the greedy darkness beneath her, reaching beyond the path around the corner.
“What the HELL IS THIS!?” blade runs a hand through her flaming hair, pacing between the width of the path.
“twin dear.” Hammer pipes out. “what would usually be across from us, bsides an enormous gaping hole?”
“oh, um,” the orbs in twins' hair glow for a moment before an incredibly messy, torn up spiral notebook appears in her hands. “hold on, gimme one second, lemmie find it.” Twin flips frantically through the pages of the book, trying to find the section where she wrote the notes on the terrain of the game, Blade tapping her foot rapidly behind her.
“oh, GIVE ME THAT!” Blade tears the book from twins ' grip, turning away from her as twin reaches to grab it back. “how do you even read this chicken scratch, is that a picture of tomata-”
“oKAY THAT'S ENOUGH!” twin manages to wrestle her notes out of blades hand, holding it unnecessarily close to her face to hide the embarrassed gold splattered onto her faces. She flips a few more pages, forcing down the color from her cheeks as she finds what she's looking for.
“OH! Oh, here, here it is,” twin jabs a finger in her notebook, angling it towards an ever frustrated blade as she reads the note out loud. “uh, room right after the spike puzzle, path, thing i-is the second salv in the game!”
“Did you touch the salvare while you were looking for collar?” Hammer directs the question at twin,who shakes her head rapidly.
#this has been in my drafts for ages#kxksjjej#the script#this one is the one where#you get to see d!bug before he became the shy thing he is now#script#d!bug#lpg#l:xv#guardians#algorithm#undertale ocs#undertale aus#xiphiawrites#sans#papyrus
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"The promised land, I think I can meet her there".
This article argues that it's unreasonable to see the line as a romantic gesture from Cloud, and that an alternative interpretation of the line as a comment concerning the impending doom is more likely. __________________________________________________
People try to use this to prove that Cloud wants Aerith ever since 1997. Now lets be clear here, this interpretation is patently absurd as soon as you think about it for more than 2 seconds. Do you really think for a second that Square would end the game with Cloud randomly telling Tifa as they're about to die, "you know what I want to tell you before we die? I don't love you and I'm glad I'm dying so I can be with another woman in the afterlife"? They wouldn't, this is the most unreasonable story interpretation I've ever heard, whatever that line is meant to mean, it wouldn't be that. Let's be clear here, the only people who think that this line is a genuine argument in favor of Clerith, are people who are already Cleriths. They see the line, and find it to be in line with their beliefs, and it is. The problem is that that's not how science is done. The question isn't whether or not a piece of evidence is in line with your point of view, it's whether it disproves the opposite point of view, which in this case it doesn't. (Also see: "The Wittgenstein test") It should be noted that arguments like these do not do Cleriths any favors, because in addition to proving nothing, they show something fundamentally problematic about the Clerith view of the story. In order to believe that this line in incompatible with a Cloti interpretation of the story, there are a number of tangentially related positions that you'd have to defend. 1: It's impossible to want to be reunited with anyone except if you love them romantically. 2: Cloud is an absolute asshole who would dump a woman he just had sex with, just as they're about to die. 3: Tifa is the worlds biggest simp. 4: This is how SE wants you to see their characters. In one fell swoop of a bad story interpretation you've undermined the importance of all other forms of love, you've undermined the importance of Clouds character arc concerning guilt. You've basically trampled on those who suffer from mental health issues by simplifying their issues into love cliches, you've made a villain of Clouds character, made a mockery of Tifas character, and revealed that you don't understand basic storytelling.
This is the fundamental problem with these arguments that cause many of us to develop a distinct distaste for Clerith as a ship, because when Cleriths attempt to argue in favor of it, it often comes in the form insults towards all characters and stories involved. You could have a story about Cloud loving Aerith, but if defending said story requires you to argue that Cloud would leave a girl with two children, one of which is dying, for no other reason besides being lovesick, then that does a disservice to the characters, the story, and the franchise in general. In a sense, by trying to defend Clerith like this you're insulting the entirety of Final Fantasy. Are there people who are assholes? Yes, are there people who get straight up "pumped and dumped"? Yes. Is that the sort of hero that SE is trying to show us? Obviously not. (for more information regarding this I advise you read: Insane hobbits article where he touches on the differences between clean and messy narratives) If SE wanted to end the game with Cloud proclaiming his love to Aerith in some way, they wouldn't have Tifa hanging on his side while he's doing it, and she wouldn't respond with "yeah, lets go meet her" like the universe biggest simp. So what is actually said? Well, I am not a translator, but as far as I can tell Japanese doesn't have pronouns and the line generally refers to meeting people in the promised land, which includes Tifa in the people going, and it's not specifically about Aerith. Is Aerith included? Of course, she's probably even the main person to meet there, she's certainly singled out as the person talked about by certain supplementary materials, but it's not a romantic sentiment, it's a tragic "we're about to die" sentiment, meant to convey a more generally positive message about being "reunited" with those who have died. The more likely paraphrasing for this scene is: "Cloud asks for an answer from the planet, the planet reveals the lifestream, Cloud and Tifa realize they're about to die. Cloud muses that he thinks he gets it now, they're all going to die and be reunited in the lifestream, both with each other, as well as those who have died, with Aerith being the most obvious and recent example." So is there any evidence for this? Well, for one there is the storyboard for the scene:
c「帰るぞ��ィファ」 t「え?」 c「俺達も帰って���らやることがあった。まだ…あの山の向こうを見てない」 t「うん…帰ろう」
Cloud: "I'm going home Tifa" Tifa: "What?" Cloud "We had something to do after we got home. We haven't seen the other side of the mountain yet ..." Tifa: "Yeah ... let's go home"
"the other side of the mountain" is a reference to the mountains of Nibleheim, where Tifa believed the dead went. In other words, this is either a reference to them going home because they have stuff to do, which ties into the general idea that Cloud and Co had to live in order for their sins to be forgiven, as is evidenced by:
“I’m going to live. I think that’s the only way I can be forgiven. All sorts of things… happened.” ~Cloud in case of Tifa.
Or more likely it's be a reference to how they're about to die. Neither interpretation says anything about this scene being intended to be a romantic sign towards Aerith. Now, of course, the line was changed, and intentions can change during development. But if we're unsure on what the meaning of a line is, then going back to the storyboard is a pretty good way to get context.
Page 27 of the FFVII Ultimania omega:
"They're talking about", confirming that this is a mutual discussion, and not Cloud in isolation.
Page 203 of the FFVII Ultimania omega:
Provides context for the intended ideas the line is meant to convey. It calls back to earlier concepts concerning death not being the end, and is something Cloud and Tifa talk about together.
From: Final Fantasy Art Museum movie card ( https://twitter.com/dorobbongie )
These are not prescriptive canon, but descriptively they can give us some indication of how we're supposed to interpret the line.
Also reinforces the idea that the final line is meant as a more inclusive statement concerning reunions after death. Taking these points into consideration it becomes unreasonable to take the "I think I can meet her there" as a shipping line between Cloud and Aerith. If it were:
SE wouldn't have hung Tifa from Clouds hips.
Wouldn't have had Tifa agree with the idea.
Wouldn't have done it as the two were about to die.
Wouldn't have the storyboard refer to a shared journey beyond the mountains.
And most importantly, SE wouldn't have followed it up with Cloud commenting moments later that he's going to live in order to atone for his sins, and that things would be different now that he has Tifa. Clearly meeting again in the afterlife was more of an immediate danger rather than an immediate goal:
As Tifa looked away from the sky towards the ground, she was fearful of the future. However, Cloud beside her chose to smile gently. It was a smile that she hadn’t seen before during their journey. Cloud noticed her gaze and asked, “What’s wrong?” “Cloud, you’re smiling.” “I am?” “Yeah.” “It all starts now. A new…” Cloud looked for the right words. “A new life.” “I’m going to live. I think that’s the only way I can be forgiven. All sorts of things… happened.” “That’s right…” “But when I think about how many times I’ve thought about how I was going to start a new life, it’s funny.” “Why?” “Because I’ve always failed everything.” “That’s not funny.” “After this … I think I’ll be okay.” Cloud was silent for a long time before he spoke again. “Because I have you this time.” “You’ve always had me.” “What I mean is kind of different,” Cloud answered with another smile. -Case of Tifa; revised; released with ACC.
__________________________________________ thank you "thelifestream.net" for some of this information, as well as Kagesakura (https://otp-oasis-heavenxearth.tumblr.com).
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OC Perspective Asks - Yelkha:😮 😥 Hallifax: 🗣 💞 Kolya: ⭐️ 🤕 Isgrac: ⛱ 🫂
I managed to literally forget about this ;; but I found it this evening, so!
Yelkha
😮 Write your character talking about a topic they’re passionate about.
"-so if you're breeding for strength and size, you need a big cow more than you need a big bull, because a smaller cow can't birth a calf with too big a frame. You get a big powerful bull you want to use as a sire, but all your cows are little and fast, you're going to have a lot of rough calvings and even if they all make it, they won't be as big as you want. What I'd do, if I was going for size and strength, is get a couple of those bulls the folks down south breed for oxen, they're real compact but they're every inch muscle, and then get the biggest of those long-horned cows you can find around here, the ones that have real big frames but are kind of spare, and cross them. If you're lucky, you get calves with big bones that they put a lot of muscle on, and even if you're not lucky, you get some short rangy cattle that can corner real good- I know you don't ride them down here, but it's a good chance to start trying, hey? Now, the thing you have to realize is, you can't use a horse saddle on a cow...."
😥 Write your character telling a lie.
"It's not that bad, hey? Just a post down, I'll get that up, and prop that right there, and- oh. I'll be fixing that fence for you, there."
(I may have rolled Deception for this one and gotten a three. >>)
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Hallifax:
🗣 Write your character telling a joke.
"Grusha, Grusha, look, if you cover up this bit with your hand, it looks like--snrk--like those two ships' bowspirits are, y'know, fucking. See it?"
💞 Write what your character would say to compliment another character (of your choice).
"That was one hell of a fight. I should've seen if anyone was taking bets, I would've won big. Guess they wouldn't've let me put anything in the pot if they knew I knew who was gonna win ahead of time, though."
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Kolya:
⭐️ Write what your character wishes they could say to another character.
"I do not know when you got your head stuck so far up your fundament, Itherai, but I know you are not stupid. I am doing the will of the gods, and I am being cheered for it by the people. You say you are also doing the will of the gods, but the people hate you for it. Surely you know that makes them the worse gods to be doing the will of, yes?"
🤕 Write what your character would say to defend someone getting bullied. (If your character is the meaner sort, write what they’d say to insult someone else.)
"There is no glory in picking on someone smaller or weaker than you! I would not bother with you otherwise, but if you wish to prove yourself strong, I will give you a chance to try and defeat Kolya the Splendid instead!"
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Isgrac:
⛱ Write your character describing one of their happiest memories.
"There's a week in Etse's Pass where the cherry blossoms start falling, and the weather's good, so everyone goes out one evening or another and walks down the main avenues and through the city parks to watch them. When I was, um, ten, it would've had to be when I was ten, the last litter of pups hadn't gone off to find partners yet, we all went out together, me and Ma'am and Father and the worgs, and Father took me to the food stalls alone and bought me all the mochi and taiyaki I wanted. I was almost sick, actually, but I wasn't, so that's the important part when you're ten.... and I insisted on a last taiyaki even though I knew I couldn't eat it, and hid it in my robe for later. Father took me back to the park where Ma'am and the worgs were right as dusk was falling, I remember the sunset was so pretty, all red and gold and violet behind the mountains, and there was a breeze whipping up the blossoms, and Ma'am looked up from the worgs and smiled at me, and I let go of Father's hand and ran towards her. And then I, um, tripped on the hem of my robe and fell, except she caught me before I went all the way down, but the taiyaki was smashed, and the pups smelled it and climbed all over me and stuck their noses down the neck of my robe to lick the bean paste out. Even Ma'am laughed at them, and Father went back and bought four more for all of us. Except I was still full, so I tore mine up and fed it to the pups, too."
(Note: 'all four of us' includes Mama Worg, whom I still haven't named >> but who should be thought of as more of a live-in aunt than a pet!)
[my computer won't show this one emoji] Write your character describing the person they have the most positive relationship with.
"I mean, um, you've met Kanti, right? She's a lot redder than me, and taller, and sturdier, with a scar over her eye. She has, er, I think it's also studded leather, but it looks a lot different than mine, it's dyed red and teal and it's in layers. And her familiar- oh! I'm sorry, I misinterpreted that, I thought you meant what she looked like, that was my fault, sorry, let me, um. Let me think of how to...."
"Er, right. She's very brave, maybe too brave sometimes, and she always knows where she's going. Focused, smart, of course, she's better at, um, the more mystical kinds of divination than I am, she's got a knack for interpretation. And she's kind, but she knows when not to be, if you know what I mean? She cares a lot about her friends. Of course she does, she left everything behind, all her friends at the circle, and she's good at making friends, and her training, just because... just because she'd heard that I'd, um. That I was going to be travelling on my own. She's the best person I know."
#dnd chars#yelkha#hallifax mudbottom#kolya the splendid#isgrac#isgrac is so wordy rip XD;;#that's just how she be#yelkha meanwhile is an expert in a very narrow area#but she is very much an expert in it!
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Yen and Jaskier cheating at card games together.
Imagine they're all at Kaer Morhen and bored so someone suggests some gambling games to pass the time. Everyone is in but only if Yen swears not to use magic to cheat and they make sure she can't. This is a very serious situation. They're not only gambling for money but also for the best food rations and egh chore duties.
Yen is not at all faced by their restrictions and they start gambling. Or better they start loosing. Everyone is extremly frustrated about Yen winning every game shamelessly and noone is more vocal about Yen definitely cheating somehow than Jaskier who keeps loosing the most out of everyone. It gets so bad that they have to try to calm Jaskier down, scared Yen will end up hexing him afterwards. Of course it doesnt work and Jaskier starts to get mad at the rest of them too.
It's a good thing Yen and Jask decided not to tell anyone about their little bonding time post mountain break up, getting drunk, starting random money schemes and generally cheating people out of their worldly goods for fun and distraction. It's much more fun like this and Yen became so very fond of Jaskiers vicious streak.
After the games when all the witchers are completely destroyed and try not to cry swearing they will never gamble with Yennefer again Yen and Jaskier meet up in a secluded area, lean against a wall, look at each other and start breaking out in giggles and laughter. Fist bump.
Y: So, dinner in my rooms? We should have enough to keep us both well fed for the next month. No more of Vesemir's disgusting sludge anytime soon.
J: Thank to gods for that. I'm pretty sure he was trying to poison us with that. I can't believe they didn't notice they gambled on more chores than possible. Wanna bet how long it'll take them to realise they're doing mine as well?
Y: Hell no. I know you too well to agree to a wager with you.
J: Eh, worth a shot. [Yen punches him] Ouch! Just joking, just joking.
Y: Hmm...They probably expect me to curse you. You were very creative with your insults today.
J: I aim to please, milady. And I already know how you can get your revenge on me. You will turn "me" into a toad and let it slip that that the only way to turn me back is a kiss full of true affection. It might turn into my greatest ballad yet. The Witchers and the Frog!
Y: I don't think I've complemented your poetry enough. I'll prepare the invisibility spell and you'll find a toad?
J: Deal.
Y: But first let's see if the boys filled up the bathtub already. I made them fill the big one so we can share.
J: You are an Angel! A beautiful ravenhaired godde-
Y: Yeah yeah. I love you too. Let's go.
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Red Roulette part VIII
Helena sat in her office remembering Chang's words from last night. “As if I didn't know about my intuition, if it wasn't for my intuition I wouldn't open casinos in the States or raise such amount of money, you idiot” she thought. Then, for a split second, she remembered his hands holding her hand and her waist. Gently, yet firm enough to keep her from talking any more. She lit a cigarette and tossed the lighter at the corner of the desk. She quickly dispelled her memories, returning to the issue of the diamond. From the words of Chang showed that the guy did it on behalf of someone, and so probably the diamond has already been transferred to the client.
"Sebastian!"
A seconds later he appeared in the office waiting for an order.
"Bring the Spider over here immediately, maybe he will know something today that will be helpful"
"Of course, I'll get him right away," he replied and left the office quickly.
If someone did order the theft of the diamond, there must have been some trace of it on the streets. So many informants were fooling around deceiving every single profitable handful of information that such a fact of handing over the diamond could not have escaped them.
“ Mrs. Roulette! How nice ... "Spider began as soon as he entered, but Helena quickly cut off his greeting.
“Okay, finish this cirrus. Fast. Have you heard of any strange meeting last night? "
"Virtually every one in this city, as if you could be more precise"
“It's mainly about the diamond, so focus. Whatever you heard, whatever you know "
“Let's start 600,000,” he smiled.
She had no desire or time to bargain with him, so she just nodded, trying to trust her intuition that he was the only person who could move her search forward.
"I heard one guy brag about a huge amount of money earned for one thing, just one Job. Maybe not a diamond specifically, but quite a similarity"
"Well, who was it then?"
"One of the people coming to the Yellow Flag, long brown hair, possibly American, weird that’s why I remember and that's all I know."
This was more than she could figure out so far, so she thought she had found the lead. All she had to do was find this man and find out who told him to do the job. Time was running out and there was also a risk that someone would want to sell this diamond abroad. Probably worth more than all of Roanapur .
***
Sebastian headed for the Yellow Flag, a dingy bar on the main street. Inside, it was swarming with suspicious curiosities - dealers, bounty hunters, dirty workmen, prostitutes who could be hired upstairs. In all this hive, he was looking for an American with long hair.
"Hi Bao " greeted the owner "how's the deal?"
"So far so good, it's only been a week since the last damage, how r you ?"
"It's pretty good to say the casino is spinning somehow, little problems"
"Problems? What, boss has her period? " laughed, but after Sebastian's expression he retired to safer topics "so what problems?"
"I'm looking for a new stranger, he must have arrived here about two days ago, a long-haired brunette, an American, have you heard something about it?"
Bao rapped on the counter to indicate that nothing is for free. Sebastian took a bundle of money out of his pocket and asked for a mug of beer for that.
"My dear, if any connoisseur from Uncle Sam is going to roll through this town, he is sure to look into a lovely restored place like the Yellow Flag!" Bao moved closer to him so that no one would hear what he was saying "... how to tell you, the girls upstairs are definitely perfect"
Sebastian didn’t need more. He jumped up, throwing an additional tip to the bartender, and ran upstairs. Already on the stairs there were crowds of women who were Whiting for the client. Mixed voices of men and women came from everywhere. Every room felt occupied. Sebastian had to choose one to find the American.
One room caught his attention as there was no sound. He decided to try and blew the door open. Inside, a white man sat on the couch, counting quite a large mountain of money. It was obvious this guy was the one he was looking for.
In an instant, he took out the gun before he could react and pointed it at him.
"Dude what are you ?!"
"I would advise you to start talking before your brain will be on that wall over there!" he shouted.
The gun was now right at his temple.
"Who did you sell the diamond to?" Sebastian asked the distressed American.
"It's nothing personal man"
'I don't care, you stole my boss's diamond, who's not a very patient woman. If you want to get out of this, I advise you to talk, we will probably manage without you, but it will be faster,' he replied, unlocking the gun.
The American, feeling the barrel of the gun against his temple, understood how much he did not care about keeping the client's secret. He had money, keeping his life was a priority. Later he talked more than had to.
He was commissioned by an Italian named Dotti right after his arrival in Roanapur. He escaped from the Italian mafia and hid somewhere in the city, gathering his strength to take over the position of the then mafia boss. He couldn't announce his great comeback yet, so he decided to start marking his grounds with minor intimidations. Defecting Helena was to scare her and take over the casino as a new home. The plan might have worked if it had happened to someone else. Helena wasn't going to let go of such an insult, she would have pulled information about him from the city's canals to get him.
"THIS IS ALL I KNOW!" he shouted "really even the pasta makers don't know where he is. NOBODY knows, I got the money a moment ago together with the key to this room!"
There was nothing else to ask. He sheathed the gun and grabbed the bag of money, then threw them all out of the open window. Hundreds of dollars scattered across the crowded street. Seconds later, there were shouts of surprise and fights for every dollar.
"FUCKING MOTHERFUCKER WTF ?!"
'Enjoy you're alive. I'd rather blow your head off now" Sebastian replied and left.
He returned to the casino as soon as possible. It was the most important piece of information, the main puzzle to solve the whole case. They might have started working before it was too fast to spread around town that the Roulette casino could be brazenly robbed.
Sebastian shared with Helena all the clues he had obtained. Without a moment's thought, she rushed to the phone and started calling known informants if anyone had heard of Datti's location . Unfortunately, silence, no one knew him and no one heard of him since he hid from the Italian mafia.
"The little fish don't know anything or don't want to sprinkle ..." she said, looking out the window. Sebastian had the impression that she was running out of ideas on what to do next.
'Maybe actually wait for an intimidation attempt? There is a chance he'll reveal himself. ”Helena didn't let him finish, she held up a hand to silence him.
'I won't wait, Sebastian. It's a perfect night to spill some blood, "she said with a slight smile on her face, then added," If the little fish don't know anything, let's see what the shark says. "
'It means ?'
'We're going to talk to All-Knowing-Mr-Chang , I think it might be a good move.' her green eyes flashed.
Sebastian felt as if she was getting excited about this whole situation.
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The private line telephone began to ring. Chang picked up "Cho , if they're Cubans again with cocaine in their veins, fire them, I won't play business with junkies," he dropped after a hard day. From this morning, one of the cartel people wants to sell him the idea of cracking down on cocaine in Japan. Like a drugged man, full of vision, he only wasted his time.
'Of course boss, it's just ... they're not Cubans. Red Roulette and Sebastian are here asking for a meeting'
Somewhere in the background you could hear Helena's voice, who didn't like the phrase 'ask'. She clearly tried to correct that she required this meeting.
'Let them in'
Chang began to believe that this evening was not going to be written off after all. "But there are still people in this town who can keep me entertained," he thought. A moment later he heard the clap of heels and a knock on his office door.
'Come in'
Cho entered first and signaled that they could enter. Helena straightened her red hair quickly and walked in with a serious look.
"Why do I owe such a great visit," he asked, comfortably leaning against the desk.
'I'll be short because I don't have time. I know who ordered the theft and it was Dotti , a former member of the Italian Mafia, but I have no idea where he is ' she came close enough to rest her hands on his desk. The red nails tapped gently impatiently. Her green eyes, full of fury, waited for his reply. It was only then that he noticed that there was a tiny mole on her face next to her left eye. Right at the tip , as if it was waiting to be spotted under the cover of red waves of hair. The long black dress sparkled softly in the light, and Chang wished she would take a few steps back to see her leg emerging from the slit. The louder tapping of her nails brought him back to reality. He wanted to laugh at wandering his mind, but quickly gathered his thoughts.
"Of course, I know where he is. Boss of the italian mafia still makes me laugh that he can’t find this Dotti guy. I'll help you with him, " he replied, standing to put on his jacket.
'You misunderstood me, Mr. Chang. I don't want you to help me deal with him. Just give me his location, I'll do the rest myself. '
It made the corner of his mouth turn into a devilish smile. The predator's gaze shone from behind his black glasses .
'Sorry, I misinterpreted your intentions. Then let me accompany you on this journey ”he offered her a hand, lowering his head as if inviting her to dance.
He was eager to see this confrontation unfold. And most of all, what she can do. As a new fish in town, she had to show that she could do more than sell information, otherwise it would be difficult for her. She could slide quickly to the very bottom of that Roanapur abyss .
'In that case, let's dance tonight' she smiled malevolently.
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Arya Stark and Black Swan
(I don't know who the picture belongs to, I found it a long time ago.)
Hello/Selam,
In fact, as you know, Arya is one of the biggest five of GRRM. She has a key role in the books. The problem is that it's hard to predict exactly what this role is. I've been trying to piece together her puzzle pieces for years. The result I have achieved so far; Arya is on the side of the ice in the Battle of Ice and Fire alongside FM / Great Other ... Most people see this story as a classic good-bad battle, but I don't. The reason I think so is GRRM's statements.
Men are still capable of great heroism. But I don’t necessarily think there are heroes. That’s something that’s very much in my books: I believe in great characters. We’re all capable of doing great things, and of doing bad things. We have the angels and the demons inside of us, and our lives are a succession of choices…[Woodrow Wilson] was a racist who tried to end war. Now, does one cancel out the other? Well, they don’t cancel out the other. You can’t make him a hero or a villain. He was both. And we’re all both. - GRRM
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Much as I admire Tolkien, and I do admire Tolkien — he’s been a huge influence on me, and his Lord of the Rings is the mountain that leans over every other fantasy written since and shaped all of modern fantasy — there are things about it, the whole concept of the Dark Lord, and good guys battling bad guys, Good versus Evil, while brilliantly handled in Tolkien, in the hands of many Tolkien successors, it has become kind of a cartoon. We don’t need any more Dark Lords, we don’t need any more, “Here are the good guys, they’re in white, there are the bad guys, they’re in black. And also, they’re really ugly, the bad guys.” - GRRM
So I don't see the side of ice and fire pure good and pure bad. They're both. Just like the Stark and Lannister war. So I don't see any problem putting Arya on the ice. After all, she's a Stark, and the Stark family is portrayed as "ice."
Lets continue.
The post was created using multiple topics(I combined them.): u/DutchArya 's https://asoiaf.westeros.org/index.php?/topic/146440-arya-the-singing-bird-stark/ post and u/Arya1100's https://www.reddit.com/r/asoiaf/comments/7vw332/spoilers_extended_black_swans_and_arya_stark_an/ post.
It's an old theory(of theirs), but it's been a year or so. I wanted to resurrect. I just added a few things. And I commented in my own words.
Black Swan Theory
The black swan theory or theory of black swan events is a metaphor that describes an event that comes as a surprise, has a major effect, and is often inappropriately rationalized after the fact with the benefit of hindsight**.** The term is based on an ancient saying that presumed black swans did not exist – a saying that became reinterpreted to teach a different lesson after black swans were discovered in the wild.
The theory was developed by Nassim Nicholas Taleb to explain:
The disproportionate role of high-profile, hard-to-predict, and rare events that are beyond the realm of normal expectations in history, science, finance, and technology.
The non-computability of the probability of the consequential rare events using scientific methods (owing to the very nature of small probabilities).
The psychological biases that blind people, both individually and collectively, to uncertainty and to a rare event's massive role in historical affairs.
Unlike the earlier and broader "black swan problem" in philosophy (i.e. the problem of induction), Taleb's "black swan theory" refers only to unexpected events of large magnitude and consequence and their dominant role in history. Such events, considered extreme outliers**, collectively play vastly larger roles than regular occurrences:**xxi More technically, in the scientific monograph 'Silent Risk', Taleb mathematically defines the black swan problem as "stemming from the use of degenerate metaprobability" - From wikizeroo.org
Black Swan in summary = A term used to refer to an unexpectedly large event, effect, event.
Arya Stark is thought to have a connection with the Black Swan... This is both a “theory i'm issue I mentioned above and a kind of ugly duckling that turns into a beautiful swan.
Black Swan
Arya felt as though the lake were calling her. She wanted to leap into those placid blue waters, to feel clean again, to swim and splash and bask in the sun. But she dare not take off her clothes where the others could see...
From up here, she could see a small wooded island off to the northeast. Thirty yards from shore, three black swans were gliding over the water, so serene . . . no one had told them that war had come, and they cared nothing for burning towns and butchered men. She stared at them with yearning. Part of her wanted to be a swan the other part wanted to eat one. - (Arya, A Clash of Kings)
The important thing in this quote is that he sees “3 BLACK SWAN as I mentioned above. In fact, the Europeans did not know Black Swan until the 1697s, and I think that this is the basis of the theory that I mentioned first. So, in essence, these animals are a very rare species. Considering that the ASOIAF universe is a kind of a different version of Europe... In other words, the author added a “black swan" instead of the common white swan.
In the next book (book 3) Arya meets some of the Brotherhood and Lady Ravella Smallwood. She treats Arya well, washes and dresses her.
It was even worse than before; Lady Smallwood insisted that Arya take another bath, and cut and comb her hair besides; the dress she put her in this time was sort of lilac-colored, and decorated with little baby pearls. The only good thing about it was that it was so delicate that no one could expect her to ride in it. So the next morning as they broke their fast, Lady Smallwood gave her breeches, belt, and tunic to wear, and a brown doeskin jerkin dotted with iron studs. "They were my son's things," she said. "He died when he was seven."
"I'm sorry, my lady." Arya suddenly felt bad for her, and ashamed. "I'm sorry I tore the acorn dress too. It was pretty."
"Yes, child. And so are you. Be brave."
This woman from House Swan. Their sigil is so interesting
Battling swans black and white and so is the House of Black and White and that is where Arya is being reborn at every dark moon.
In the books Black and White was often touted as the struggle for darkness and light; therefore, we may interpret the question of swans as the struggle between dark and light parts of Arya or some kind of foreshadowing, which expresses an "enemy" in the future. In another comment 3 black swans; 3 can not be predicted to affect the story, may also express the great effect.
Water Dance
Arya stands on her toes, on one leg. This is indeed reminiscent of ballet. Ballet dancers learn to stand upright, on the tip of their toes, often on one leg. It's explicitly linked to the water dancing. So, "water dancing" = "ballet" and Swan Lake is a ballet that also has narrative similarities to Arya's story.
Ned stopped and looked at her. "Arya, what are you doing?"
"Syrio says a water dancer can stand on one toe for hours." Her hands flailed at the air to steady herself.
Ned had to smile. "Which toe?" he teased.
"Any toe." - (Eddard V, aGoT)
Later on, Arya wishes she could dance on water. This is what the Swan ballet dancers do!
Skinny as they were, her legs were strong and springy and growing longer every day. She was glad of that. A water dancer needs good legs. Blind Beth was no water dancer, but she would not be Beth forever. - The Blind Girl, ADWD
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She was not far from the Gate as the crows flies, but for girls with feet instead of wings, the way was longer. - Mercy, Winds
Ugly Duck and Beautiful Swan
You all know the story of the ugly duckling. The swan, which started life as an ugly duck, is considered by all to be ugly and excluded. But one day something happens that when the ugly duck grows up, it turns into a beautiful swan and amazes everyone.
Readers think that the swan motif is also one aspect of it, which I'm sure everyone who reads the books carefully noticed it.
Arya considered herself ugly from the very beginning, and Sansa and Jeyne mocked her long face and subjected them to “Horse-faced” insults. According to Arya, her mother told her; if she wore beautiful dresses like Sansa and combed her hair, she could have been as beautiful as her sister.
But Jon and Ned always said she was beautiful; his father stated that she resembled his sister Lyanna, who is said to be a very beautiful girl. On the other hand, as she grew up during her adventure (such as Lady Smallwood), some began to emphasize that she was “beautiful.. For example, we have recently seen The Gentle Man said to her face is beautiful.
There is also a reference link to the swan and beauty in the series.
Arianne touched the pin that clasped [Balon’s] cloak, with its quarreling swans. “I have always been fond of swans. No other bird is half so beautiful, this side of the Summer Isles.”
“Your peacocks might dispute that,” said Ser Balon.
“They might,” said Arianne, “but peacocks are vain, proud creatures, strutting about in all those gaudy colors. Give me a swan serene in white or beautiful in black.” - The Watcher, ADwD
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Re: We've Done Nothing? What Have You Done?
I'm rewatching Stevie's recent video that went up about an hour ago, and, fuck, I'm so tired.
If you haven't seen the video, I recommend that you do because it's great and sums up how exhausting this shit is. It's a video response to someone who is vague vlogging about how Deity is stupid and gullible to trust Vincent, not like we all got lied to or anything. This person's whole shit gets derailed by insinuating that people are only talking about Greg for clicks and money, and not that people actually care about the victims.
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I'm so, so fucking tired of this. It's so tiring, and I'd like to hope at least a fraction of the people here can understand why this is such a smug, backhanded, and insulting thing to even insinuate. You didn't even have to be in the community for more than two years to get why this is a slap in the damn face.
As an aside before I go further, this isn't an attack on those who genuinely had no idea what kind of a person Greg is. He's a manipulative monster who has been able to fool people for a long time, and many of us in the anti-o community were once long-time fans. I know I was. There's a lot of stuff many people don't know, and horrors we may never know fully - and that's the concerning part about someone like Greg, because we might never know the full extent to how many victims he has.
This is towards the people like the one Stevie is responding to who like to spin a bullshit narrative and reduce everything we've done and been trying to get people to care about to being a game to get money and views. This is to the people who have called the anti-o community and his critics petty losers and never wanted to take this situation seriously; especially corporations like Twitter and YouTube that still don't care.
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I'm fucking tired of seeing people who didn't know who Greg was until last Tuesday who are coming in here acting like they know more than us and the shit we've seen. I'm pretty sure 90% of the people who show up to the Hansen streams are just here for the drama and a free show, and not because they actually care or had either have experience with what kind of a disposable bastard Greg is. Everything is a meme and a joke to some people, judging from the special type of viewers who spammed last night's Hansen stream with "Kai is Crying" memes while Chris was talking about the police report involving Greg and Kai's daughter falling out a two-story window and having MULTIPLE SKULL FRACTURES.
As Stevie said, we've spent over 10 fucking years trying to get him deplatformed and held accountable for his actions. We've been screaming and banging on pots and pans for people to give two shits about what was going on. We didn't wake up one day and decide we were going to fuck with a one-hit wonder numbskull who is stuck in 2008 for the lulz. UwU
All of this has amounted to something, and to act like we did nothing is absolute bullshit. It's goddamn disgusting honestly, and I'm sure the lot of you have no idea what kind of toll this took on many of us physically and mentally to know that we've been screaming for people to care, which nobody did until now, and how damaging it is to see the inferno in front of you and you could only do so much to dampen the flames.
Seriously, what the fuck were you doing? No, seriously. Where the fuck were you high and mighty shitheels when even a fraction of this was happening and what did you do to help?
Where the fuck were you when Greg was sending his stupid fans to send his ex-wife explicit, horrific rape and death threats to where she had to drop off the Internet?
Where the fuck were you when he was laughing at victims of rape on his forum?
Where the fuck were you when he publicly told his underage fans in abusive homes that they get everything they deserve?
Where the fuck were you when he was grooming minors out in the open?
Where the fuck were you when he caused his fans with histories of self-harm and eating disorders to relapse?
Where the fuck were you when he was caught on camera screaming at his kids?
Where the fuck were you when he videotaped an ex having a stress induced grand mal seizure, and uploaded it for views?
Where the fuck shit were you when he was terrorizing and manipulating victims into signing bullshit contracts to have leverage over them?
Seriously, where the fuck were clowns like you who have a superiority complex and act like you know more about the shit we've seen when it's come to interacting with him? We've been brushed off and ignored for years to where we could have been dubbed tinfoil hat freaks, and now that Onion Boy is finally being dragged into the public eye in a way that can't be denied anymore, now people want to proclaim that we're the vultures here. Shut the fuck up with your fake ass empathy, acting like you genuinely care when you don't.
I don't know who is more parasitic at this point; Onion Boy's fans who still defend him, the clowns who are treating this entire situation like a spicy drama series of a joke (not like literal children are being abused and exploited), or asshats like the person he's replying to who don't know what the fuck they're talking about and that just because they spent ten minutes seeing news drama channels that they're suddenly an expert on this.
We've been doing the goddamn work to bring attention to this and stand up for his victims. What were you doing? Get the fuck out of here. You're no better than the edgy meme-loving spammers I mentioned earlier, because you're adding absolutely nothing to the conversation at hand.
I'm sick of Greg getting away with his unspeakable, abusive shit.
I'm sick of numbskull fuckheads defending him; even with mountains of evidence out there from his own damn slack jaw, smug ass mouth.
But, you know what? I'm tired of people like you who are the real vultures milking this damn shit dry. Get the fuck out of here, stay in your goddamn lane, and shove your fake sincerity up your ass.
JFC, I need a cigarette and I'm sure I aged 15 years trying to write this. This has been an exhausting long time coming, and I'm so tired of having the displeasure of knowing people like this exist and are chiming in on shit they don't know what they're talking about. I'm out for now, y'all. I'll see you guys later on when I'm not seeing red and my pain isn't flaring up.
/endrant
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