From my careful scientific observations, people who watch Titans for Dickory largely resent the Batfam stuff, and people who watch for the Batfam stuff are largely ambivalent towards Dickory. Couldn’t be me, I get the best of both worlds.
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if the universe is on my side today, then i’ll receive a rafe anon as soon as i post this
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I need to pay more attention to/be more supportive of y’all’s obscure fandom OCs, (and not so obscure but for shows/games I haven’t seen/played as well) if I want anyone to care when/if I make Prey OCs lol
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Can I... talk about the theory that winners help craft the next game?
Because, and I really can not say this enough, it puts So Much into perspective.
Everything starts out Normal. Three lives, simple, cut and dry, there hasn't been a winner yet. No one to help craft the game. (And there's something to be said about how simple it really was. Not even a real expectation of the world becoming pvp or combative. No idea of the war to come)
Then Grian wins. The green killer, the man who vowed his first life to the one whose life he took. The next game the boogie man is born. A mechanic that allows and, in fact, demands, a green kill. People can trade lives back and forth, currency and debt wrapped up in one. (can we still be friends? Said the red partner. A life time later and reds are hostile, alone. Maybe it's an answer: No. Not anymore)
Scott wins this time. He refuses to play the game. He will not kill his team, he will love and he will do so fiercely and with all of himself. The next game people are attached through to their very souls. Every bit of damage to one soul is done to its twin. There is no boogeyman. (There is no way for a widow to be left without their love)
Pearl wins and she wins a blood bath. Spent the game draped in red, only wolves for company. Sitting in her tower, shivering in ice, maybe she wanted it to end. To see where it would. Limited life rewards you for killing, limited life has a clock tick tick ticking down, you always no how long you have. A curse yes, but a blessing too.
Now It's Martyn's turn.
And what a turn it is.
Keep your secrets, says the disloyal man, keep them well. Everything hurts, everything Matters, says the man fracturing with every loss. (What if we could love each other without hurting? Says The Hand, who never wanted to be coated in blood)
More importantly, Martyn has always seen the watchers below the surface. Now, they're right here in front of him. Something that could almost... be rebelled against, no? Something that someone else could finally point to and say: hey, hey isn't that familiar?
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we all love the shooting arc but i’m genuinely never getting over “are you hurt?”… you mean to tell me eddie diaz was shot, bleeding out, barely conscious, and he saw some blood on buck and only cared if buck’s okay? and don’t even get me started on buck and the fact that he actually had to look down on himself to see if he’s hurt because he didn’t even think about himself for a second. he only cared about one thing and it was almost taken from him on the street in broad daylight
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