#harris matrix

[ancientstone]

the harris matrix chart is a sub-species of biblical angel

[whatsupspaceman]

characters who begin again in completely new worlds… or characters with memory loss being given another shot at life… and then using that desperately trying to make amends for the person they are told they used to be,, or who reinvent themselves into a new person to the betterment or detriment of themselves.. but the shadow of the old self always lingers >>>>>>>

[mizgnomer]

Behind the Scenes of Army of Ghosts/Doomsday (Part 20)  

Excerpt from SFX (Sept 2014 when “The Doctor and Rose say farewell at Bad Wolf Bay in Doomsday” won 1st place in their 250 Greatest Moments in Sci-Fi, Horror, and Fantasy poll to celebrate their 250th issue):

SFX:  Revisionists would have you believe that Who was always a show with emotional impact, but barring a couple of companion departures that didn’t really become true until Russell T Davies.  His most heart-destroying contribution was this scene, in which a holographic projection of the Doctor talks to a tearful Rose on a Norwegian beach (actually Southerndown, South Wales), with the signal cutting out just before the slow-coach can declare, “I love you”.  It’s a moment everyone can identify with because, as Davies put it, “There’s an echo of every loss you’ve ever had.” We’ve all had to bid farewell to someone we care about even if it wasn’t forced upon us by the threat of universal destruction and this moment perfectly encapulates the agony of break-up.

Russell T Davies:  Thank you!  I’m not often speechless, but that’s quite astonishing. All I can remember about that day is everyone rushing like mad to get it finished because the tide was coming in.  Camille Coduri had to stand on wooden planks in case she sank.  But what a cast - David and Billie are simply magnificent.  All directed with joy, energy, and madness by Graeme Harper. I’m genuinely surprised that it means that much to people, after all this time, and thank you to everyone who voted.

David Tennant:  I remember worrying on the day we shot this that as I was actually a projection from inside the TARDIS my hair shouldn’t be blowing in the wind.  That seemed terribly important at the time and although we didn’t find a solution to it, it bothered me for weeks.  Then I saw the finished scene and of course all that matters is the end of the Doctor and Rose’s story.  Russell had weaved some glorious magic for two seasons and it all came together so perfectly in this scene that people still talk to me about it with misty eyes all these years later (and I suspect they always will.)  Murray Gold created some heart-stopping music that accentuates the misery and Billie is just breathtakingly good.  I feel very lucky to be standing on that beach, with my hair flying around, in amongst all these brilliant elements.  Whatever else I do and wherever else I end up, this will be a moment I will forever be proud to look back on.  Thanks for having us at number one.

Link to [ part one ] of the Army of Ghosts/Doomsday Behind-the-scenes posts or click the #whoBtsDoom tag, or the full episode list [ here ]

[grrbrainsorwhatever]

These r ass anyways matrix x disco Elysium

[the-memphista]

VHS classics by David Schumann 📼

[a-d-nox]

web of wyrd observation: moments when actors/actresses fit their persona so well

the best thing you can do is to lean into your persona number when acting or playing a part in front of others. people naturally have a predisposition to seeing and assuming you are a certain way and it is all governed by that leading public persona number. the more you lean into it the more you are likely to be seen and even recognized/rewarded for your association to that energy.

EXAMPLE ONE elijah wood as frodo in lord of the rings (lead number / public persona number as 10, the wheel of fortune, which gives grand adventure vibes)

EXAMPLE TWO florence pugh as dani in midsommar (lead number / public persona number as 3, the empress, is 100% may queen energy - pugh even looks like empress in the scene depicted below)

EXAMPLE THREE daniel radcliffe as harry potter in the 8 movie franchise (lead number / public persona number as 5, the hierophant, where could you get better dark academia vibes than at hogwarts? potter even teaches his peers in the 5th book and movie)

EXAMPLE FOUR orlando bloom as will turner, particularly the best movie in that franchise, pirates of the caribbean: at world's end (lead number / public persona number as 13, death, "part of the crew part of the ship, part of the crew part of the ship" vibes for sure)

EXAMPLE FIVE peter dinklage as tyrion lannister in the tv series game of thrones (lead number / public persona number as 11, justice, i have never seen a more politically and morally neutral character thanks george r. r. martin but also THANK YOU casting crew because no could've picked a better tyrion)

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[mochie85]

Her

One-Shot Masterlist Complete Masterlist

Summary: Loki becomes captivated by a mysterious woman he sees in a training program. A/N: Inspired by that one scene in 'The Matrix.' IYKYK. Also inspired by this post from @loopsisloops. As always, my ASKS and REQUESTS are open. Word Count: 2.7K Pairing: Loki x Female Reader Warnings: Fluff Dividers by: @firefly-graphics

Loki stood there, daggers out and shining under the artificial sun. His eyes were trained on the Chitauri soldier in front of him. Noting any weak points. Watching for any tells about his next move. He saw just a split second before the soldier moved his weight to his back foot and started to attack. Loki anticipated and blocked his attacking arm with his left and plunged a dagger onto the soldier’s other side.

The hologram disappeared. Making Loki stand back up in attention. “Good work Rudy,” Tony said through the loudspeaker in the room. Now let’s see how easily you get distracted.”

“Distraction? Do you honestly believe I have an attention span of a gnat? Please.” Loki countered. “I would have you know that I do not lose focus so easily.”

“We’ll see. Give me a second as I load the program.”

Up in the control room, Tony and some members of the team had been watching Loki’s progress through the monitors. They were evaluating whether he’d be beneficial to have on future missions. “What do you think, Point Break?” He asked Thor.

“Make it green,” Thor suggested on the color of the dress.

“I’m surprised you didn’t just program her to look like the Tesseract,” Nat said quietly in the corner, earning a laugh from Clint and Bruce.

“Ok, I’m loading the program. Don’t throw up.” Tony said on the mic.

“How very articulate you are Stark,” Loki sneered.

The team watched as the holographic room was transformed into the bustling terminal of Grand Central Station. Loki stood inside the room, marveling at Midgard’s form of magic. He noted the people everywhere. Arriving and departing, hugging family and friends. Buskers were playing to a small, gathered audience in the middle of the busy walkway, annoying Loki as he passed by.

Loki knew that he had to pass these tests. If he was found valuable, he could very well stay here on Earth and live out his sentence in servitude to these people. As opposed to the gilded cage his father had promised him down in the dungeons. At least here, he could use his seidr. And he would have more autonomy than he would have if he had stayed on Asgard.

A sudden flash of color grabbed his attention to the left. There were so many bodies and people that he had trouble seeing the complete figure. That was until they parted to let her through.

It was as if the sun decided to shine on only her that day. Her skin was luminous like fresh caramel. Her hair had waved and flowed freely down to her waist as she walked toward him. Her ample curves were accentuated and held tight by a green satin dress. Her full pink lips smiled as she made her way in his direction.

As she passed, she kept eye contact with him, making him turn to watch her leave. The hologram turned her head back towards him slightly, her smile growing even more as a blush entered her cheeks.

Loki was captivated. He watched her stroll past him and he couldn’t keep his eyes off of her. He knew this was a simulation. That she wasn’t real. But for a split second, a moment in time, her smile made him think otherwise. The moment she turned her head back around and kept walking, Loki turned away too.

Loki grunted when he was met by a sharp stab right into the heart. Done by none other than a hologram of himself.

Oh, the poetic justice.

“Very funny, Stark,” Loki yelled out. The world around him started to disappear. He was left in a vast white room with geometric shapes jutting from the ground and the wall to simulate real-world terrain.

“I’m glad you think so. You are right about one thing, you do have a longer attention span than a gnat, at least.” The doors of the training room opened to Loki. “Come on in, and we can discuss your evaluation.”

“Oh, I was so certain that he would not fall victim to her!” Thor said.

“Everyone falls victim to her,” Nat said still reading her magazine.

“Even you, Nat?” Steve asked. She just looked at him and gave him a half-smirk, pulling her magazine further up her face.

Later that night, after most of the compound’s occupants fell to sleep, Loki found himself in the hologram room again. He couldn’t stop thinking about the program. Is she truly artificial? Is she, perhaps, modeled after someone? Loki didn’t want to ask anybody. Especially Stark. It would make him more of an outcast in the group. And Stark would never quit his incessant teasing if he ever found out about this fixation.

“FRIDAY.”

“Yes, Mr. Laufeyson.” The incorporeal voice answered.

“Can you load the program Stark ran earlier in my distraction training?”

“Certainly.”

“Please. Do not mention this to anyone. Especially, Stark.”

“I am inclined to tell him only if you have nefarious intent, Mr. Laufeyson.” The AI said. Wonderful, even the computer doesn’t trust me.

“I mean no harm, FRIDAY. I would just like to see the program again.”

“Certainly,” FRIDAY said as the walls around Loki vanished. Shapes melting into colors and angles of Grand Central Station. As before, there was a loud crowd walking and bustling around.

Loki made his way down the grand room slowly. Watching everyone that passed by with a keen eye. The families. The buskers. The lone people walking to and fro the hectic station.

Just like the last time, out of the corner of his eye came a glint of green. Loki took a deep breath and vowed not to get distracted this time. He looked around. Anywhere and everywhere but her. He anticipated his clone coming from somewhere to stab him as soon as he would turn around. So he was looking for himself.  

But there! In the corner of his eye, she walked straight toward him. Ever as radiant as the first time he saw her. Her skin glowed, showcasing the blush that radiated throughout her body. Her eyes held on to his, gleaming with excitement at seeing him again. At least, that’s how he wanted to interpret it.

She bit her voluptuous lip as she walked toward him. A smile waiting to come through. He couldn’t help but watch her again as she sauntered her way to him. Then passed him. And then away from him.

She turned her head around to keep eye contact with him. That smile finally broke through. He saw her eyes flicker to his left, just for a brief second.

He turned around and stabbed his computer counterpart before he could get to him. Then it disappeared.

Loki turned back around to see if she had gone. The hologram had just started to ascend the steps that would lead to the outside doors. He nodded his gratitude for the signal in telling him about the attack. She beamed and blushed even redder.

And just as soon as she walked into the holographic room, she easily walked out.

“FRIDAY, run that again, please,” Loki called out.

“Yes, Mr. Laufeyson,” The computer obeyed.

“Um, FRIDAY? Are these sessions being recorded?” Loki asked rationally.

“Not unless you want me to, sir.”

“No. No. That’s quite all right. And please make sure that no one…”

“I won’t tell anyone, sir.”

“Thank you, FRIDAY. I’ll trust you then.” Loki said. He couldn’t be sure, but maybe he felt the room get slightly warmer. Is FRIDAY blushing?

Loki came back most nights to run the simulation. He asked FRIDAY if there was any way to stop the attack and just keep the program running.

“Unfortunately, sir, that’s how the program was meant to run. You can’t have one without the other,” The AI informed him.

“So be it,” Loki said begrudgingly. “Can you at least make the assailant someone other than me?”

“Certainly sir, who would you rather stab today?” FRIDAY asked pragmatically.

“Hmm. Stark took the last donut with green sprinkles earlier today. I was saving that for after dinner. Perhaps him, for now.” Loki felt petty. FRIDAY was hesitant but did manage to conjure up an image of their inventor.

The bright room turned hollow and dark as the images of Grand Central Station appeared. Instead of walking around, Loki decided to sit on one of the benches and wait for her arrival.

He timed, that at exactly two minutes and forty-three seconds was when the first flash of her dress would appear. At three minutes and four seconds, she would look up and make eye contact. She would continue to keep that contact until Loki’s assailant would come in. That would be around five minutes and twenty-eight seconds.

Most days it was a Chitauri soldier, coming to attack the poor humans of New York. Sometimes it would be whoever pissed off Loki that day. But he knew that in order to see her, he had to fight off whatever was going to attack him. Hence, he fought. Night after night. Sometimes multiple times a night just to see her walk past him.

The timer on his watch read five minutes and twenty seconds. Eight more seconds to go till his attacker would come out. Loki stood from the bench where he sat and blocked her exit. She held eye contact with him. That ‘Mona Lisa’ smile was about to break through.

“FRIDAY, pause the program, please,” Loki yelled out. FRIDAY obeyed. Freezing everything in the simulated world.

She was mid-stride. Her hair flowed down her back. Her green dress looked soft and inviting.  All Loki wanted to do was run his fingers down her cheek. He’s never even heard her talk.

“Is she modeled after someone, FRIDAY?” Loki asked circling her figure.

“She is modeled after <bzzt> no one, sir.” The AI answered. Loki narrowed his eyes in suspicion.

“Can she speak?”

“Not in this program, Mr. Laufeyson.” Loki’s eyes widened in surprise.

“She’s in other programs?”

“She is in about a dozen other programs.”

“Which ones does she speak in?”

“None of them, sir.”

“But you just said she speaks in other programs!” Loki grew agitated.

“I said ‘not in this program,’ sir. She doesn’t speak in any program.”

“Well then load something where I can hear her voice!”

“I <bzzt> can’t do that, sir.”

“Why the hell not?”

“It’s classified.”

“But if she has a voice. Then she’s based on someone?! Who, FRIDAY?”

“She is modeled after <bzzt> no one, sir. All files regarding her identity have been redacted.” FRIDAY answered.

“All right, well why is it classified? Can you at least tell me that?” Loki asked, hopefully. The mystery was eating up at him. Who was this woman who entranced him?

“Mr. Stark wanted to keep the identity a secret. There were competing conglomerates after this technology.” FRIDAY replied regrettably. “He was afraid that they might go after her and force her to develop another training module as they did with his ARC Reactor.”

Loki growled into the air. His frustration manifested into smoke all around him. For once, Loki agreed with the pompous billionaire. He wouldn’t want your safety in jeopardy over something so trivial as a computer program. But it made him so discouraged at ever finding who you were.

The program continued on, his assailant came up behind him and as Loki turned about-face, a hologram of himself stabbed him in the heart.

Loki groaned in disappointment and sighed. When am I ever going to stop sabotaging myself? He left the room not bothering to look back at her lonely figure, standing by the bench. Reaching out to him.

Loki hadn’t gone back to run the program in weeks. He accepted the fact that he was never going to find out who she was. He would have to scour the entire planet! You could be anywhere by now. He was resigned to just keeping her as a daydream that lives in his head. She’s not real. She couldn’t be real. And even if he were to find the actual person, how would they rate next to the idea that he has built up in his head?

But it was a futile endeavor – to not think about her. No matter how hard he tried. He kept finding himself in front of the holodeck door, wanting to go in. How could he have fallen for someone who wasn’t even real? An illusion. He felt like the fates were playing a cruel trick on him indeed.

The holodeck was still used for his training purposes. Loki got to witness other programs that she was a part of. She was always the first one that he sees. The one he looks for.

He once rescued her from a political kidnapping simulation. “Part of your negotiation training.” Steve had said to Loki. She clung to him with tears running down her eyes. She feels so real. Small sobs and bated breath were all he ever got to hear from her voice. If it even was her voice.

In another program, Loki had to fight a version of her that was out to kill him. Dressed as if she were going to a rich soiree, she had protected a suitcase filled with toxins that were set to kill mankind. And Loki had to outsmart her to get it.

“Is all this training necessary?” Loki asked Tony one day. “I’m either valuable to you or not. Make a decision! But mark my words Tinman I will not set foot in that blasted holo-room ever again!”

“Don’t get your panties in a twist! You passed your evaluations. You won’t have to train, at least not in the room, again.” Tony said as he typed away at his computer.

Loki sighed in relief. Seeing her was one thing. But having to end her in order to save humanity was heartbreaking. He didn’t think he could go through that again. The only thought that got him through it was that “It wasn’t real. She’s not real.”

The thought depressed him.

He sulked back to his room to recover. He spent the rest of the night sipping scotch, looking outside his window. Out there in the world, there must be someone to take his mind off of her.

“Mr. Laufeyson?” FRIDAY inquired through his speakers hours later.

“Yes, FRIDAY?” he answered groggily, the scotch from earlier fogging his thoughts.

“Your presence is required in the control room.”

“What does Stark want with me now? I am not going into that torture chamber again!” Loki stood up and stretched. He made his way down into the laboratory where he had last seen Stark working away with a program.

Loki burst through the door. “What is it that you want, Stark?” He stopped at the door, frozen in place by a familiar figure.

Your burnished hair swayed as you stood up from the floor. You had picked up a piece of paper that fell and turned around to face him. Your eyes gleamed at the sight of him, your smile breaking from your lips. The same smile Loki memorized from all his secret trysts back to the holodeck. Loki’s eyes ran over the entire length of your body. You were here!

“H-how?” Loki looked at you.

“Um, hi!” You said, slightly puzzled. “If you’re looking for Tony, he stepped out to get some coffee. But he’ll be back.”

Loki nearly dropped to his knees at hearing your voice. He stumbled back, knocking over more papers and books off of the tables. You hurried to his side to pick them up. He knelt down too, watching you the whole time, as his hands absentmindedly arranged the scattered papers.

“Oh hey, Prince of Darkness. What are you doing here?” Stark came into the room with a tray of coffee.

“I was told that my presence was required – here. In the control room.” Loki said, not bothering to look insulted at Tony’s nickname for him. Not once did he take his eyes off of you. You looked exactly like you did in the holo-room except your eyes were brighter. And your skin looked so soft.

“I don’t remember asking for you,” Stark said, putting the tray down. “Have you met Y/N? She’s one of our programmers at STARK Industries. She developed the training modules we all train on. I’m pretty sure you will recognize her.” You smiled up at him and lifted your hand out for a greeting.

“Hi. I’m Y/N. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” you said.

Loki said your name. Tasting it on his tongue. He took your hand gently and gave it a kiss. “The woman in the green dress. How could I ever forget her?”

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[splooosh]

New Titans, 1995

Finn Harris

[cemyafilmarsiv]

Pulp ficton

Pirates of the Caribbean

Titanic

Truman Show

The Shining

Forest Gump

Kill Bill

The Shawshank Redemption

Leon

The Matrix

V for Vendetta

The Godfather

The Good, The Bad, and the Ugly

Brave Heart

The Lord of the Rings

Cinema Paradiso

Interstellar

Star Wars

The Dark Knight

Inception

Arthur C. Clarke

Back to the Future

Fight Club

Harry Potter

[loustyleshtommo]

Harry Styles when interviewer asked point-blank if Sweet Creature was about Louis Tomlinson: *horse noises* I never want to tell people they’re wrong. But if you really think about it, if it’s about that or not, I’d lean towards no.

Harry Styles when cornered on live radio to confirm if Two Ghosts was about Taylor Swift: AHHH, NOOO!!!

Harry Styles when interviewer suggested that his song Daylight seemed connected to Taylor Swift’s Daylight: You're reading too much into it. You know I'd love to tell you that you're spot on, but I can't.

[andietries]

I’m a bit confused right now because yesterday night I watched a random 80’s movie called Troll.

In the movie, the main character was called Harry Potter Junior (his father being Senior) and he had to fight magic creatures that wanted to conquer the human realm and destroy it. (Woah, sounds familiar right?)

Well, the thing is that Harry Potter Senior wore a hat from a Spanish football team called Real Betis (funny too for other reasons that need more context)

But the thing is that, today, in my Instagram dashboard, there was a post made around the time I was watching the movie, pointing out that there was an extra in Harry Potter and the Goblet of fire, wearing a Real Betis t-shirt

The matrix is glitching again and I’m honestly telling you that I hope I were making this up, but I swear I’m not

[kchuk]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7QDEpfZ3eXA

Eric Harris drinking Pepsi during Columbine Shooting

Caffeine is an addictive, mind-altering drug that most people are born addicted to. Some people call it "The Matrix." It's a prison that you can't see, hear, or touch. A prison, for your mind.

Caffeine potentiates Morphine, Google it.

[its-to-the-death]

Glasses Swag Tournament Preliminary Round #12

Only one of these characters will make it into the bracket so vote for your favorite!

[yesterdays-xkcd]

And then it turns out they're both Tyler Durden.

Spoiler Alert [Explained]

Transcript Under The Cut

[At the top of the panel there is a large heading:] Spoiler Alert! [Below that Severus Snape with long black hair is smacking a trenchcoat-clad Trinity off the top of a building with a brown sled. Below them is the following caption:] Snape kills Trinity with Rosebud!

[i-like-superheros]

Elevator POV