Can't believe this show just said that yeah these broken children that have finally managed to claw some semblance of family out of the train wreck their psychotic father made of them, these children now adults, don't get peace, they don't deserve it. actually the world is so much better without them in it. They are the direct reason why so many people they have met are not living happier lives and the universe would be a much happier safer place with them gone. They were pawns in their father's game and now they are victims of their "mother's" scheme. And this is all they get, there was never any happy ending for them in the cards the universe rebukes their very existence and it is constantly trying to write them out of it.
They doomed the world from the start, the blame is all at their feet and they must pay for the crime of being born "special".
The fucking implications of that my god!
That's the message you ended your show on. That is what you are leaving us with. Why?
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i knew that the ending songs from portal and portal 2 were pretty gay "haha my life is so great without you in it. i totally don't miss you at all :')" breakup songs, but who was gonna tell me that the lego dimensions portal ending song is even gayer AND sadder???? even batman is there
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I've just spent a half hour thinking about the validity or invalidity of Imogen as a horse girl from the mind of an irl horse girl. my findings:
Imogen lacks classic horse girl energy. A classic horse girl is high-energy, someone who buys a lot horse related books/toys and runs around an empty field pretending to be a horse and puts on one-girl "dressage" shows while pretending to be a pretty pony. Imogen does not seem like she has ever had that kind of energy. In fact, at first glance, she reminds me much more of A Person Who Has Ridden A Horse, which is a separate breed entirely from horse girl. Imogen did once make a statement about horses being "majestic" or something similar* (yes I tried to find it in the transcript, no I did not succeed, and yes if you search the word "horse" in the transcripts you will get a bevy of colorful results), but did not say it with the manic intensity of a classic horse girl, which indicates to me the sort of rose-tinted glasses worn by someone who has not actually worked at a stable. As someone who has worked at a barn myself, let me tell you, somewhere between dumping wheelbarrows of shit, dodging the ones that bite (it's always the ponies), and chasing rebellious little shits around the paddock because they don't want to come in, the glasses stop being quite so rosy.*
Now, of course, all this is mitigated by the fact that Laura Bailey herself is not a horse girl--there are things one cannot expect her to know. After all, this is the same woman who, on a dime, said horses had "paws" in c3e17. That said, Laura Bailey is capable of playing a horse girl. It's just that that character is Jester Lavorre.
Jester has all the trappings of a classic horse girl, she is the exact type of crazy that is inherent to the horse girl breed, and belongs to a specific subgrouping of horse girls who are so fucking obsessed with horses but have never even once ridden one outside of pony rides at the fair (and probably never will).* The lack of direct contact with horses means the rose-tinted glasses say on for maximum horse-loving crazy energy.
And so, rather than the oft used "horse girl" term, I would propose that Imogen actually falls under a separate but related category: The Barn Person. The Barn Person is tired. The Barn Person woke up at 5am to come check on their horse before work and make sure the blanket they used was the correct weight and falls to their knees in the middle of frozen mud in dismay to realize that their horse has hurt themselves in the paddock and gone lame in the middle of the night. Again. The Barn Person is a little mean and a little judgmental, on account of their physical and existential exhaustion. The Barn Person is the older sister, the polished faced, of horse girl society, while also feeling like another breed of girl entirely.
Conclusion: Imogen is not a horse girl. Imogen is a Barn Person.
Disclaimer: all conclusions made herein are subject to my personal opinions and experiences as a horse girl. this may not and likely will not hold true for all other horse girls
*This memory is vivid in my mind because I vehemently said aloud "a horse girl would NOT fucking say that" when it happened. just trust me. it happened
*Obligatory "Imogen does not wear glasses in canon" comment
*This is excepting instances wherein Jester does ride horses for dnd travel/game mechanic reasons.
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There are a couple tropes I really love in the space of Miraculous Ladybug fan works, but quite possibly my favorite is when the miraculous holders just get creature from using their powers.
Like yeah, I would say that hosting the power of an abstract concept given sentience, that got shoved into the shape of an animal and bound to a piece of jewelry, would kinda mess with your body a bit.
The little bit of this we get in canon is basically that Adrien loves being a cat and the whole Tikki munches incident.
But I love it when people give them ears and wings and tails, give them eyes that aren't quite human anymore. Fuck with their gender and their sense of body. Sometimes it's body horror, sometimes it's just aesthetic. Love it either way.
I just think it's so fun, a lot of the time it's combined with the like "when a holder and the kawami really respect and bond with each other there's nothing that can be done except having magic bleed into the holder" I think that's fun, but also just making the animal of the kwami a bigger deal is fun. Like if you're going to make it a ladybug you might as well give her wings and antenna and mirrored eyes.
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@distortionmewtwo Lucifer@Vector:
The big horned mew hovered in the air, gazing down at Vector with undisguised judgement. "Just what are you supposed ta be? Mew? Mewtwo? Some Meowth's hairball? You look like what you'd get if someone threw an algae-choked fishtank and moldy bread into a blender! Hah!" He did a lazy little roll in the air, sneering down at Vector. An eager, evil dare in his eyes for them to retaliate.
The strange creature hunched over watching the horned other with expression and body language that clearly read as pure terror and uncertainty her eyes glued to the floating individual as he loomed over her sneering and mocking.
However when he didn't strike nor more too quickly her ear like horns straightened slowly no longer back in fright turning if anything to inquisitiveness as she shifted her body slowly though still watching him to crouch using one hand to stabilise herself as her head slowly tilted to one side.
She blinked slowly in a manner that indicated she may not have even understood what he had been saying, or was choosing to not acknowledge it her tail moving and swaying lifting to rest on the top of her head two of the spikes sticking up while the third morphed back into the jelly like substance of her tail as she curiously mimicked his horns, at least the best she could.
Imitation is the most sincere form of flattery or so they say, though it could've been read otherwise. Foolishly perhaps, she seemed a bit fascinated by him now as her tail fell back down to resting on the floor, she lifted her body just enough from her crouch to curiously tap at one of his hooves as though seeing if it was real and not just a unique shaped paw, idly grabbing one of the points between her digits making little curious chirps and cooes in her throat.
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