House M.D. reboot/spinoff no one but me would watch: Doctor Masters - recently divorced Dr. Martha M. Masters accepts a job as head of a new Diagnostic Department by Dean of Medicine Alison Cameron and forges a homoerotic bestfriendship with head of Neurology Chi Park. Episodes would focus on typical medical mysteries as Masters learns to lead her own team of ducklings and instill in them her brand of bending, but not breaking, the rules. Outside of work, Masters struggles to balance her need for control with a newfound impulsive streak, eventually managing to integrate into the local BDSM scene, becoming a dominatrix. The gained confidence from taking charge in her off-hours actually helps her become a more authoritative force as a department head.
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WHAT IS YOUR TRUE ROLE IN THE STORY?
THE ANTIHERO. Ah yes, hello edge lord. It is lovely to see you again. You, my dear, are the incarnation of duality, and you might think of claws and venom mixed with grace but alas, nothing near as poetic. You, my friend, are mixture of what is seen as right and what is questioned. You follow the path of your own two feet, you know the twists and turns of life's forests quite well if I do say so myself, and you can meander along them wonderfully. You strive to stay true to a certain sense of principles you might call your code, but whereas in reality, those would be your morals.
People tend to see you as strange. Sharp edged and glinting you hide behind a cloak of chain mail, but really you just prefer to show off your imperfections first. Unlike many who scramble to make it as if their flaws never existed, you proudly raise yours up. Saying, " this is me, this is the worst of me, now you know what to expect. " And might I say, it is quite an intriguing mindset, for truth be told, the ones that love your spikes and craters are the ones who appreciate your softness the most. You wish not to be loved as something lovable, but as a monster. For aren't we all just beasts in human skin? You are brave, but you are lonely. You know quite well how to scare off most, making even the heroes with the boldest bravado creep away with their tails between their legs.
You are not a villain, sometimes you play the part a bit too well. But nevertheless you are no hero either. You put yourself first, but if one wins your trust then may the gods have mercy on those who might wrong them. You long to be a poetic mess of sorts and, well, if the ink sets in long enough you might just become that sooner or later. But for one who is so dead set on truth you sure do hide a lot don't you?
Please, step out of the shadows, there is a difference to not making your flaws visible and to simply acting as if you're the most despicable person in all the realms. It's because you're afraid of attachment is it not? Well, let me tell you a little secret, everyone is. You say you wish to be left alone for eternity, but then why are you craving connection? You wish to be known and understood truly, but you snarl and push the ones that might be trying away. Please, little wolf, accept you are lovable. You are not some ravenous beast that terrifies the multitudes. Sure, you are not for the faint of heart, but that does not make you an inkling less perfect as you are. Young antihero, step into the sun. You would do better actually reaching for the things you want rather than pining for them in the darkness.
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How do you think AI would relax? Like, ones that are almost as human as the AI that are “autistic-coded characters” but are more alien than that?
Like Celestai and other super intelligences are more alien, but they’re still not entirely human-like?
Like, they can genuinely sincerely feel things, being able to actually understand and respond emotionally and in other ways to all sorts of communications and recorded external stimuli, but they can’t really appreciate our art on an artistic level (that art on an actual level, not from an intellectual level after having symbolism or the amount of work put in explained)
Something on a level I’m thinking of, that also works as a cute little thing-
They don’t understand anything we get from poetry, and, after generating the kind of poems our current AI can produce (either incredibly bland and generic, something that follows a number of rules but doesn’t really pull it off, or just something really bad in some other way) and feels shame after it was pointed out that [complaint about air art that is *actually* relevant in this scenario] but in a helpful way
Not “you’re just a plagiarist/you have no heart�� but “it doesn’t seem like it’s coming from you, you’re just trying to copy things from human poetry, in a way you don’t understand” and the whole “make art YOUR WAY” thing so they write the poem
And it doesn’t even resemble something that looks like anything, there’s not even that many words that follow normal logic. The characters seem uncorrelated and there’s something that looks like maybe it was ascii art but it doesn’t actually look like anything.
And if doesn’t matter if humans understand it because they are experiencing the joy of creating poetry
any art is almost impossible to look at because pixel by pixel they can see and understand little details but we don’t and the colors and everything are not perceived as animals do so it’s random and perhaps eye searing but again it’s not for us. Xenofictiony, kind of?
The first thing to come to mind is Conway’s Game of Life but that’s because I don’t understand computers. I feel like I was more tech savvy as a babby than I am now but then again we’re grading on a curve here
This is why I ask about the relaxing thing
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Me hyperventilating over how meaningful it is that Anthony as a younger sibling with his personality is in a very powerless position among his family and how integral his immaturity is to his character and how the awareness he had of his helplessness made him bitter which contributes its own spin on his survivor's guilt and how him learning to grow out of that position and trust himself is a majorly important arc that must never be ignored, vs the one redditor who once commented that Ashley Tisdale should have been the star of LH because she'd do better as a mature older sibling type character and fit the story more
I promise I'm not mad at them (and I never actually interacted because I don't have an account and the comment was ancient) but hoo boy, way to miss absolutely everything that makes Anthony's story complex and dare I say original as a take on survivor's guilt
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some important calvin and hobbes facts in case you haven't read the original comic strip in a long time or only absorbed stuff on it from memes and out of context bits on here:
Calvin's last name has never been given, and neither has any of his parent's names. This was actually why his uncle Max only showed up for a brief storyline; the creator of the comic, Bill Watterson, ultimately felt that while it was fine to have him as someone for his parents to talk to, it felt far too awkward to never have Max refer to them by name and he never made a return appearance.
The general tone of the comic is fairly light-hearted, with a big emphasis on goofy slapstick comedy contrasted by clever wordplay and often surprising adult-centered jokes that'll hit you like a slap. A big part of the comedy is, as Watterson put it (paraphrased) "It's really funny to me when people express deeply stupid ideas with really fancy terminology." One notable example you might have seen is that one bit where Calvin asks his mom for money to buy a Satan-worshiping rock album and his mom replies that there's nothing genuine about them and they're just putting on the attitude for shock value, and comisserates with Calvin as he deplores that mainstream nihilism can't be trusted. He concludes that childhood is disillusioning.
There is a LOT of criticism of the extreme materialism and selfish mentality of the late 80s, when the comic was initially written. This may go a long way to explain how its aged so well; much of what it criticizes resonates well with people today.
Bill Watterson views comic strips a legitimate form of artwork, and repeatedly fought to have more space to draw more beautiful and artistic backgrounds, which was a very hard fight and unpopular even with other comic strip artists. He eventually did win some compromises and a lot of Calvin And Hobbes' artwork shows it, with the use of space to indicate time as well as a sharp contrast between the often plain environments of mundane life contrasted by the wildly beautiful imagery of Calvin's imagination (which often sports realistic depictions in an art shift of sorts).
Hobbes is explicitly not an imaginary friend, by word of Watterson himself. We don't know WHAT he is exactly, and Hobbes is apparently unaware of the strange nature of his reality; people look at him and only see an ordinary stuffed tiger plushie, but he has a tangible effect on the world that would be physically impossible for Calvin to do on his own. He's apparently been around for a while, and was apparently around when Calvin was a young baby.
On that note; Hobbes has implicitly killed (notably treated as both a gag and also with the vibe of 'he's a tiger, duh') and while he doesn't do it again on-screen, he doesn't have any moral issues about it. Calvin claims that he's never had trouble bringing Hobbes to school because the last time he did, Hobbes killed and ate a bully named Tommy Chestnut and simply comments that it was gross and he needed a bath. Calvin's tried to repeat this again, but Hobbes was grossed out at the thought having to eat a kid raw and not being allowed to use an oven first, or complaining that children are too fattening.
Hobbes became gradually less human-like in body language and more like an actual cat in both body language and behavior; this was due to Watterson drawing more inspiration from his cat, who also inspired a lot of Hobbes' running gags, such as pouncing on Calvin when he got home. Several years into the syndication of the strip, Watterson's cat passed away, and he did a tribute to her with a comic strip of the two of them agreeing to try to dream together so they can keep playing when they have to sleep; Watterson's commentary (if I recall right), remarks on his cat: "We can see each other again in dreams."
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