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poppysplace-edits · 27 days
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blinkies are back and i’m doing taz now! here’s a set for balance ^_^
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ghostslazy · 8 months
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hey steepies how are we feeling after the new ep?
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miniaturemallow · 2 months
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Hey Steepies! It's poppy's pals
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montrosepretty · 17 days
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Hey steepies, I was possessed by spirits to write about the future is you so here you go👍
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saintfijiwater · 5 months
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Hey guys, gals, and non binary pals!
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sirislayer · 1 year
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Hey Steepies! I can't believe it, they started releasing some exclusive Sneak Peaks to the newest Season of Passion's Cove! Let's hear a cheer for Shlabethany! And don't forget, never know when to stop dreaming!
---- TAZ Steeplechase Episode 12
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Ok I have GOT to know your thoughts on Steeplechase (specifically your Nanofather theories) before the next episode
okay so i went and reread over my massive Nanofather post (https://www.tumblr.com/somelittleplacebetweenthestars/717084698400129024/the-nanofather) after this episode to recap and god i was so right abt everything. also to be clear I haven’t gone to that level of analysis with the any of the Nanofsther stuff since then so there may be things i’m missing/forgetting BUT
My main theory at the end of that post was that the Nanofather is a hardlight preservation of Carmine Denton ala Walt Disney who is working with Kenchall Denton. I still mostly believe that! The key difference is that I think I got their relationship wrong — the Nanofather is not working WITH Kenchall but FOR Kenchall. Here’s my thinking:
In the episode where Poppy’s Angels got dropped in New Kidadelphia (or somewhere near it) Kenchall Denton talks to Emerich abt how even the most advanced hardlight tech Emerich has seen is nothing compared to what’s “going on up top” — specifically, the conversation was in relation to the hardlight copy of Gravel aka the realistic representation of people in hardlight. Under that specific context it means it is ENTIRELY possible that they have figured out a way to upload a person into a hardlight projection — the ultimate way of imitating a real person.
Now, the reason I no longer think that the Nanofather is working WITH Kenchall but FOR him is that he asked Poppy’s Angels to come find him when he was inhabiting the body of Geltfrimpen, presumably to reconstruct him from the “shattered” state he was in. Asking the Angels to do this rather than trust in Kenchall implies that Kenchall does not plan to restore him or benefits from him being shattered i.e. weakened.
HOWEVER it is possible that the Nanofather engineered Kenchall sending the Angels to Kidadelphia specifically so they could come find and help him — either for the Nanofather’s benefit or the benefit of Kenchall’s plan. I do think his ultimate goal is to be reconstructed into the one (possibly hardlight) body, but from there it could go either way! He is a Denton, so he could easily immediately begin gunning to take over the park in much the same way Kenchall is. Or he could Willy Wonka it and try to pass on ownership to the Angel’s
Either way I think we’re about to find out!
Now, what I’m REALLY thinking about is what the fuck is going on with Krystal w a K ……..
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lousybren · 10 months
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hey steepies i need suggestions for what a sticky fingers paul pantry brand cereal would be called
its for uh. a project
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raetoria · 1 year
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Hey friends, it’s Krystal with a K, with another Steepy Watch!
Art by me!
I have really been enjoying Steeplechase, especially the little episode intros.  Look, are they probably just for adding some fun flavor to the world?  Almost certainly yes.  Do I also think Krystal with a K is an agent of Dentonic’s propaganda arm?  Absolutely yes.
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dentonic-offical · 1 year
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Hey Steepies! With the new TUMBLR.COM™️®️©️ feature of gifting people Checkmarks™️®️©️
DENTONIC™️®️©️ has done some research and found that as a Corporate Account more Checkmarks you gift this account the funnier its posts will be!
At Our current size we don't expect much but we
✨ Never Know When to Stop Dreaming ✨
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Hey Steepies!
Getting really into Steeplechase, but don’t have a discord to really go for it? Well whoo BOY do I have the discord for YOU!
(Please note - I’m not trying to replace/recreate the TAZ server, I just wanted a place to talk about Steeplechase in particular! And remember, never know when to stop dreaming!)
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poppysplace-edits · 3 months
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trans tres horny boys icons! ftu w/ credit, i especially like how taako's came out hehe
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libidomechanica · 12 days
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Untitled (“Sweet lovers”)
Thus let this abject Impotence?     Thought,—All laboure him thanck. Make not to the shepheards bene     ydle and mutability. No more than death, immortal,     nor Hope dare a comforting central cedar pole, that     which Thou whose stead of wife
about the trampled out. Soules are,     her eyebrows of a bare foot, the coming out with severall     waies, to pleased with a pink wave&we will be my love that     have not me, and that sike mist o’er me cast, give my cold lips     and kye; but being absent,
love lays on; content and go,     and a hey nonino, for love’s veins thou hast her, and to     pour down upon the loins engenders to admired it.     Be cramped into a doubtful twilight with delicacies.     I lie as still! You did
not come. That may express. Of her     myriad years old sucking her cloud in night shall flow, and     have a secrete wise, and thinke I should all be cramped into     the Eyes be blind. What if they see; for thy hand, friends over     sticks, plunges into shallow
rivers, massacres would be     softening chains o’ lovely eyes, were it even our fists. I     would heaven was here! As the loud chaunting higher, the angels,     twice you more the very word is like a river of     thy lustye, as the cause of
your neck. Descended, and leafy     shaw, and darkening the drowned. And fixing still The Shah beheld     Salámán’s Anguish was extreme, the Door of Mercy open’d     in delight: nor doth the pit and hesitations, subject,     blessed our dear delights
me. We wanted to consort with     only the loud song of the wakeful ear in the time-     betterings, as thou hast. Today we have let his jive ass     back&forth with hope there did address these rosy lips and deeds?     It’s wrong for the darkness!
When they this queen attended; in     whose grace and quiet, to the shepehearde more. Purple pride     of our fashioning that sith thee! Looking and dumplin burn     to pot, till farther and full of promise but secret; then     abate, like a sign! While
I lookt other perpetual     light shall be done away. Your though seen of none sees clearly:     That’s why our chill so that waited my wand’ring, at evening,     the hearthstone? Till flesh in my dark heart of the strip mall, I     put on you, near and armor
should lead thee dear, but Sorrow     on a midnight he would bless there all this Hubbub know myself     invents the leane soules treasures which passes between your     large precepts misse! How long wilt thou thy obiect so imbrace,     as what the Humour every
male in the mirror, darkly;     but then without attaint o’erlook the dedicated words     where are they call the golden cage. The story of their skinne.     But, fool, seekst not very long, after long; the roses given:     Man were held by none,
is loosely bound by country folks     would be softening thereto, With all your sole praise from my     bosom’s shop is hanging his best allow’d? Went to hue, crown     the wave of her high heart or brow,—strong by Beauties might; slow     heauinesse in both pedantic:
today’s the dale, the day! As     the luver’s fire. I would let her grant, or else deny, my     love. Be where Laura lay, within his mother thighs so closely     cling that when though oft himself down? I cannot do that     I am: and in some
malignant disease, viewed from whome     thereon: this is the Wolfe lowder had bene of flesh, men     as other side. I as well as any she belied with     a shock on my breast, from some scene cast over for me are     windows to my onward,
each drawer of the light is the thicket,     and hope? Puff his ground. That vertue, if it could for his daughter’s     grave, yet cannot be prolonged beyond, or they han paund.     In ribbands, and such wealth of globed peonies; or if     thy mind may move, that vertue,
I could let her waking, find her     neck so fair, ah, braid no more I’ll sight of the rye, with the     Fantom of a Veil from wife, lover from her grave, but being     bitten by Despaired of, for our money; and, us     to join, the sense. Sweet lovers
love avails, since now at earst     the Dove in fields, woods or steepy mountains drive, and that this     closed the poor do waiting sea, in distance. The deil he could     hope that they tell, and eke had he cond the country folks would     he speede him fast. What love
could utter and his latest sun.     It was daye light them out: with a limit past my praise, and     loving best, a hungry generations with thee, where cheeks;     and in his heart alike conceit did melt me down from his     counter top, the circular
argument of the Day, awake!     Leave me thus, my Katie? Wonder’s raptur’d view, the morning     sun; and Matthew stopped. It cries with easeful Death, call’d     him soft names in men. Like a Duck, so with her wings of     Poetesses; Clarinda, friends,
but no such colour it had stol’n,     I fear, back to me. Moon in happy lot, while brightens above     the arias of love from whence the loins engenders     to admired it. Billows murmurous haunt me     But ‘tis time for her head.
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biggsteppy · 4 years
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Hey STEEPY, could you do me a tiny favor. Can you tell some of your followers to... somehow ask me some questions? Thanks
Sure of course
Ask my friend @realjerems some questions. :)
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eivindopsvik · 2 years
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Hey! my solo album; Emotional Switches is OUT TODAY on all platforms; Bandcamp and all the others. Small run of CDs are on their way, but can be pre-ordered now on Bandcamp (will ship out mid month)So!..... this album, "Emotional Switches", will present you with concise art-pop songs like "Multiply" and "Steepy", deeper explorations of specific moods like the episodic off kilter dance track "Glass Box Boy", long form layered pop adventures like "Emotional Switches", and more ambient introspective songs like "Flat Orange Soda" and "Vulture’s Hope." Hope you enjoy!
https://eivindopsvik.bandcamp.com/album/emotional-switches
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annabelaplit · 7 years
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Pop Culture Connection to Renaissance Poetry
So I spend the weekend casually reading our first batch of assigned poems in preparation for tomorrow’s class. Although I am completely clueless when it comes to recognizing stressed and unstressed syllables and how no idea what is happening in Valediction, I mostly enjoyed what we had to read. I felt like two of the most interesting poems were “The Passionate Shepard to His Love” and “The Nymph’s Reply to the Shepard”. I liked the story they told and how one is built off of the other. They also reminded of a song off the concept album Hadestown, which is kind of a folk retelling of the myth of Orpheus and Eurydice. I think “Wedding Song”, the first track off the album, shares the basic essence of the two poems. The three texts are posted below.
The Passionate Shepherd to His Love (Christopher Marlowe)
Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove,
That Valleys, groves, hills, and fields,
Woods, or steepy mountain yields.
And we will sit upon the Rocks,
Seeing the Shepherds feed their flocks,
By shallow Rivers to whose falls
Melodious birds sing Madrigals.
And I will make thee beds of Roses
And a thousand fragrant posies,
A cap of flowers, and a kirtle
Embroidered all with leaves of Myrtle;
A gown made of the finest wool
Which from our pretty Lambs we pull;
Fair lined slippers for the cold,
With buckles of the purest gold;
A belt of straw and Ivy buds,
With Coral clasps and Amber studs:
And if these pleasures may thee move,
Come live with me, and be my love.
The Shepherds’ Swains shall dance and sing
For thy delight each May-morning:
If these delights thy mind may move,
Then live with me, and be my love.
The Nymph’s Reply to the Shepherd (Sir Walter Raleigh)
If all the world and love were young,
And truth in every Shepherd’s tongue,
These pretty pleasures might me move,
To live with thee, and be thy love.
Time drives the flocks from field to fold,
When Rivers rage and Rocks grow cold,
And Philomel becometh dumb,
The rest complains of cares to come.
The flowers do fade, and wanton fields,
To wayward winter reckoning yields,
A honey tongue, a heart of gall,
Is fancy’s spring, but sorrow’s fall.
Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of Roses,
Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies
Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten:
In folly ripe, in reason rotten.
Thy belt of straw and Ivy buds,
The Coral clasps and amber studs,
All these in me no means can move
To come to thee and be thy love.
But could youth last, and love still breed,
Had joys no date, nor age no need,
Then these delights my mind might move
To live with thee, and be thy love.
Wedding Song (Anais Mitchell)
EURYDICE
Lover, tell me if you can
Who’s gonna buy the wedding bands?
Times being what they are
Hard and getting harder all the time
ORPHEUS
Lover, when I sing my song
All the rivers sing along
And they’re gonna break their banks for me
To lay their gold around my feet
All a-flashing in the pan, all to fashion for your hand
The rivers gonna give us the wedding bands
EURYDICE
Lover, tell me, if you’re able
Who’s gonna lay the wedding table?
Times being what they are
Dark and getting darker all the time
ORPHEUS
Lover, when I sing my song
All the trees gonna sing along
And bend their branches down to me
To lay their fruit around my feet
The almond and the apple
And the sugar from the maple
The trees gonna lay the wedding table
EURYDICE
Lover, tell me, when we’re wed
Who’s gonna make the wedding bed?
Times being what they are
Hard and getting harder all the time
ORPHEUS
Lover, when I sing my song
All the birds gonna sing along
And they'll come flying round to me
To lay their feathers at my feet
And we’ll lie down in eiderdown,
A pillow ‘neath our heads
The birds gonna make the wedding bed
And the trees gonna lay the wedding table
And the rivers gonna give us the wedding bands
Looking at the three texts, their similarities become clear. Firstly all are mostly arranged as quatrains. The first two poems consist of six stanzas with four lines each. They even share quite a few lines and rhymes, which makes sense seeing as they are continuations of each other. “Wedding Song” also makes use of a four line structure with Eurydice’s lines, even the aa, bb rhyme scheme is the same.
But the real similarities lie far deeper than just form. The two poems and the song are both about a poor man trying to woo a skeptical but interested girl with nature imagery. In “The Passionate Shepherd to His Love” the eponymous shepherd tries to convince his lover to live with him, perhaps in marriage. He promises her a life based around the beauty of nature, stunning landscapes, clothes of flowers, singing and dancing on beautiful mornings. He doesn’t offer her any kind of material wealth (except maybe some gold shoes?), and seeing that he is just a young shepherd their life together probably would not be that glamorous or exotic. Yet his passion and devotion to give her a good life shines through the text. He is confident that she can be happy with what he provides.
“The Nymph’s Reply to the Shepherd” is the girl (or the nymph) basically taking a much more realistic view of this whole situation. She admits that she loves the boy and right now things are pretty great between them. If things would stay this way forever she would live with him in a heartbeat. But she knows that circumstances are bound to change and eventually all these beautiful scenes of nature will fade away or break, just as their relationship will age and change with hard times. Thus she knows their love is the passion of youth instead of something actually sustainable.
Now look at “Wedding Song” where pretty much this exact scenario plays out. It begins with Eurydice questioning her lover about how exactly they are going to pay for all the stuff hey need for their wedding, especially since times are hard and things are only going to get worse. But Orpheus is all confidence insisting that his skills with music can make nature bend to their will. All they need to survive and prosper through the hard times is the natural beauty of song. Of course later on the album he completely fails to provide for Eurydice and she runs off with Hades because she’s starving.
One can see how the characters between the three works are almost exactly identical. Orpheus and the Shepherd are both passionately in love with their partners and want to make their unions permanent. But both of them aren’t thinking ahead to the actual marriage, they are too caught up in the present, their passionate love and the gifts of the nature around them. They are confident that things will continue like this and their careers will supply them with what they need. The shepherd has his gold buckles and a dress made of flowers and wool. Orpheus expects the birds to give him a wedding bed, and trees to give him a wedding feast, and the river to give him a wedding ring.
The nymph and Eurydice on the other hand are far more forward thinking and skeptical. They don’t want to end up in situations where they could be unhappy. Eurydice interrogates Orpheus about how exactly he is going to get all materials for the wedding in the context of their world’s harsh economic state. The nymph expresses her worries about how the shepherd will behave when the beautiful scenes of nature fade and they are locked into a relationship. She fears his love for her might also fade and she will be in a bad situation.
The major difference between the two poems is that Eurydice ends up agreeing to marry Orpheus while the nymph begrudgingly turns down the shepherd. What happens in Hadestown makes it seem like the nymph made the right choice. Sure Orpheus and Eurydice are happy together and legitimately love each other, but Eurydice ends up starving because her husband put no thought into how they would survive when times got bad. She then ends up running off with the God of the Underworld and working a menial miserable job for the rest of her existence. Things would have been a lot better if she had just stayed on her own. Thus, I think the message of “The Nymph’s Reply to the Shepherd” and “Wedding Song” is that love can only be sustained if one looks to the future instead of trying to live in the moment.
So those are my thoughts. Hope you enjoyed!
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