#Timewarp

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I think this might be my favourite SFTH video description ever

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that’s a lot of doctors …..

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Comic Book 📖 of the day: Timewarp #2 (1980) by DC Comics #comicbooks #comics #timewarp #timewarpno2 #timewarp2 #80s #DC #dccomics #detectivecomics

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OBLIGATED TO KILL MYSELF

crazy season am I right

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Tokidoki Meguri Everyday (2017) - Movie Review

I haven't seen any English language reviews of this movie, imagine that.

What's it about?

Midori (right in the photo above) is a good-for-nothing unemployed and socially awkward person, who's only hobby is taking 1 walk each day and spying on a the guy she likes when he goes for a walk.

Midori and her friend Hiroko discover that if they slap each other at the same time, they can rewind time by 15 minutes. Naturally, the first things that come to mind are abusing this power for their own benefit.

And that's it?

Well, yes. There is some plot, but it feels a bit more "episodic" if you can say that about a 1 hour 10 minutes movie. It's feels very surreal even though (aside from the time leaps) nothing extraordinary happens. But I like the humor, even though it's often a bit silly with Midori's facial expressions (played by Torii Miyuki, she is like that...)

For example, there's this exchange:

Midori: "D- .. do you have someone who's on your mind?" Takami: "Yes, I have!" Midori: "I-.... is it me!?" Takami: "No, it's not!" Midori: "Ahaha of course, right" *cries* -- rewinds time -- Midori: "Do .. you have someone you like?!" Takami: "Yes, I do!" Midori: "I-.... is it me!?" Takami: "No, it's not!" -- rewinds time again -- Midori: "I really like and would like to go out with you." Takami: "I'm already going out with someone..." Midori: "I-.... is it me!?"

Well, maybe it's not all that funny when written down. Maybe you don't find it funny in the movie either. But I did.

So, what did you think?

I don't know if it's a good comparison but it reminded me a bit of the famous American movie "Groundhog Day". The premise and tone are quite different, but I feel like both movies are about how we go about our daily lives. The time warp plot device is a way for characters to explore the "what if" scenarios that people maybe play out in their heads, but not in reality.

I think in Groundhog Day the protagonist had to learn to be honest to himself or something, and in Tokidoki it's not quite that, but maybe more about "being happy with what you have".

The movie has a small cast and frequently recurring characters and locations, which ends up adding to a sense of familiarity by the end of it. I'm looking forward to watching it again to unwind.

(by the way I watched the movie on Hulu and screenshots I try to take turn out all black, so I had to take them from another review...)

[psychologistmimi]

A Mid-May Mindwarp: Time to Nap and Warp Back

It’s mid-May, and I swear I just put away my winter coat. (Actually, I didn’t. It’s still hanging on that chair I promised would never become the laundry chair. Lies.)May, my special month, is supposed to feel like a slow sip of iced tea in the sun, not like I’m being shot out of a cannon toward the Fourth of July. But here we are: the tulips have bloomed, the allergy meds are working overtime,…

[shandrareports]

Remember tracking those temporal distortions in Gravity Falls? Time was… fluid, to say the least.

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Laurent Garnier _ Timewarp 2008

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Krispy Wasteland Typhoon – The Tale of a Strange Storm

Krispy Wasteland Typhoon – The Tale of a Strange Storm

They say some stories are free from the confines of time. Their beginning happens somewhere, and their ending somewhere else… perhaps, there is no ending at all. "Krispy Wasteland Typhoon" is one such tale—a storm that no eyes have ever seen, yet it resides in every heart.

Click here to uncover the mystery behind the whispers in the desert.

Whispers in the Desert

Far away, there was a barren wasteland. The winds danced like ghosts, and the sun’s scorching rays turned the earth into smoldering embers. But this desert was no ordinary place—the sand here whispered, murmuring secrets that crept into the minds of those who dared to listen.

Once, a city stood here, "Nephilim’s Hollow"—a place where nights walked in shadows, and days stretched as if time itself had been shackled. But then came the storm that changed everything.

The Storm That Opened the Gates of the Sky

This was no ordinary storm. It was a whirlwind of wind and fire, but within it, something was burning—a flame, a light… or perhaps an eye that watched.

The moment it touched the city, time stopped.

The merchants in the marketplace froze mid-step, their eyes locked in eternal astonishment, their bodies turning to stone. Those who were dreaming became prisoners of their slumber; their beds remained empty, but their shadows were etched onto the walls.

They say it was the "Krispy Wasteland Typhoon"—the wrath of a forgotten deity, or perhaps the answer to a prayer that should never have been spoken.

Discover the hidden truth here.

The Twisted Witnesses

After the storm passed, remnants remained—scorched markings, distorted realities, and a few survivors… but they no longer seemed human. Their eyes glowed, their skin had turned to ash, and their lips carried the same whispers that haunted the air.

"We remember," they would say. "We remember everything."

But those who remembered did not live long. One day, their bodies would dissolve into the sand, leaving nothing behind.

Was Any of It Real?

Some say this story is a lie, that nothing of the sort ever happened. But those who listen closely to the wind at night know the truth—when the air stirs, it carries those same whispers.

They say if you go to that wasteland and press your ear to the ground, you’ll hear the voices of those who were there when the storm struck. And if you linger too long, you too might become part of the tale.

Are you brave enough to explore?

"Krispy Wasteland Typhoon" was no ordinary storm. It was a rebellion against time, a whisper that never fades.

Perhaps you have seen it in a dream… or perhaps, it wasn’t a dream at all.

What do you think?

Find out more here.

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Elvis Depressley! Don't go to Vegas!!

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fragile

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Frozen In Time Shaina Tranquilino December 17, 2024

The village of Greengrove had been a mystery to the outside world for as long as anyone could remember. Tucked away in a remote valley, it was hidden behind dense forests and craggy cliffs, only accessible by a narrow, winding trail. Most maps didn’t even mark its existence.

It was on one cold autumn weekend that four friends—Lily, Mark, Sarah, and Alex—decided to explore the uncharted wilderness of Greengrove. The group had always sought adventure, and the legend of a forgotten village whispered through local taverns intrigued them. People said the village had been abandoned for over a century, yet no one knew why.

They trekked for hours through the wild, the sun slipping lower on the horizon, casting long shadows over their path. Finally, they emerged from the dense forest and found themselves standing before the village, nestled in a hollowed-out valley. The air was thick with an eerie silence.

The houses were strange, built of stone with thatched roofs, and every corner seemed untouched by time. The windows were frozen with a layer of ice, and the streets were covered in thick frost, though there was no snow. It was as if everything had been locked in a winter that never ended.

“Is this real?” Lily whispered, taking in the strange sight before her.

Mark stepped forward, his breath visible in the air. “It’s like... it’s frozen in time. Everything looks so old, yet... untouched.”

The village square was at the heart of it all. An ancient clock tower loomed over them, its hands frozen at exactly 3:15. Mark glanced at his watch; it read 5:30 PM. A shiver ran down his spine.

“Let’s take a look around,” Alex said, trying to break the tension. The group nodded, and they began to walk through the village, their footsteps crunching on the icy ground.

The first house they entered was eerily preserved. A small kitchen table sat in the center, its chairs frozen mid-motion as though someone had just stood up. The smell of long-decayed food hung faintly in the air. Dust was thick on the shelves, and old, yellowed books sat unopened.

“This place is... unsettling,” Sarah muttered, examining an old portrait hanging crookedly on the wall. The faces were blurred, frozen forever in their frames.

They moved on to the next building, a small shop with shelves stocked with strange, antiquated items. In the corner, a wooden mannequin stood, frozen in a pose as if it had been mid-stride. But what caught their attention was the strange, delicate clock sitting on the counter. Unlike the frozen tower outside, this clock was working. The second hand ticked with a faint, rhythmic sound.

“Is it possible?” Alex asked, eyes wide. “Why is this clock running when everything else is stuck?”

Lily reached out and touched it, feeling an electric shock run up her arm. She yanked her hand back. “What was that?”

Before anyone could answer, a gust of wind blew through the open door. The walls of the village seemed to groan, as if waking from a deep slumber. A distant sound echoed—voices. Low and muffled.

“What was that?” Sarah asked, her voice trembling.

The friends turned to face the center of the village. The frozen streets now seemed less still. Shadows flickered at the edge of their vision, but when they turned, nothing was there. The cold intensified, and a low hum filled the air, a deep and unsettling vibration.

Suddenly, the clock tower struck.

The chimes rang, loud and clear, even though the hands of the clock hadn’t moved. The sound echoed through the village like a cry for help. The air around them crackled with energy.

And then, as if on cue, a figure appeared at the far end of the village square. A woman, dressed in old-fashioned clothing, her face pale and her eyes wide with terror, staring directly at them. Her lips moved, but no sound came out.

Mark stepped forward, his heart pounding. “Who are you?”

The woman’s eyes locked with his, and a soundless scream echoed through the frozen air. Her image wavered, flickered, and then vanished, leaving behind nothing but a cold gust of wind.

A heavy silence fell.

“This place isn’t abandoned,” Alex whispered, backing away. “It’s trapped.”

Lily nodded. “Frozen... in time.”

Suddenly, the ground trembled, and the clock tower’s hands jerked forward, as though the entire village was waking up from a long sleep. But it was too late. The shadows that had been flickering in the corner of their vision began to take shape, creeping toward them.

The village was no longer silent. A low, hum-filled chorus filled the air, voices rising from every direction, all speaking in whispers that swirled around them. They were not alone. The villagers, frozen in time for so long, were starting to awaken.

The four friends ran, not looking back, not stopping until they reached the forest’s edge. As they glanced over their shoulders, they saw Greengrove, frozen in its unnatural winter, fading into the distance.

The clock tower stood tall behind them, its hands still ticking in the cold night air. And as they disappeared into the safety of the woods, they realized that Greengrove was no longer abandoned. It had only been waiting for someone to unlock its frozen past.

But now, it was not just the village that was trapped in time. It was them, too. Forever.

[homiu-l]

thanks for reminding to rewatch emisis blue

very specific headcanon that I cooked about mumbo's method of enter his season 10 starter base

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Time warp eldrazi

I was looking for lists with Portent of Calamity and I stumbled upon this!

So it's actually possible to play Time Warp in an eldrazi deck! Very nice.

~ https://www.mtggoldfish.com/deck/6816511#paper