Honestly the premise "what if there were clones who didn't look or act like clones" reminds me of ideas like "what if there was a sith but they were Good" or "what if there was a Jedi but they were Bad". Like when little kids see a monster destroying everyone and theyre like "what if there was a nice monster who's kind and good! :o". Juvenile is what I'm saying. It's boring and juvenile.
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Kevin Day in mid-sophomore year fearing for his life and sanity whenever he hears the question "yes or no" being passed around between his roommates until he figures out they now use the same thing for casual shit too
[Kevin, in his head, about Andrew and Neil: Relationship status: psychic]
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anytime i stay up late and im not talking to anyone i feel like im a little cat that got locked out of a bedroom for knocking cups over so now im violently sticking my paws under the door
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Why is it always the "Real World" or the "Human World" to differentiate between Earth and whatever your alternate reality is? Why does not-Earth get a cool name that makes sense?
Fuck that.
It's now the Physical World.
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The limitations of the white imagination in science fiction, fantasy, and science fantasy, means they cannot imagine anyone but themselves as the hero. The white face and voice have to be at the center of the story, even if the story is ostensibly about people of color. If the narrative isn't piloted by a white man (or white woman) then this is disturbing to the white creator because they've grown up in a world and with a set of media and cultural standards that explicitly and subtly tells them that they are meant to be at the center of the story; anything that says otherwise isn't right, and can even be actively dangerous. So comfortable in this mode of thought are they that even twisting the features/faces of characters of color to closer match theirs happens without even a second thought--after all, they're simply correcting things to what's "right". People of color as protagonists are all one and the same to them; nobody is more an expert on the stories of non white people than the white man (or woman, depending), so really no real harm has been done. So they get to be heroes and they get to be saviours and with varying degrees of malice and ignorance, they ask what wrong has been done exactly by supplanting themselves in the center of a story that does not belong to them. "Who's been harmed when we're exactly where we're meant to be?" they ask as they pour bleach over a quilt that was never even theirs. "How was I meant to have known?" Betraying a carless lack of thought for messages that don't revolved around them, that exist outside their modes of being and wolrdview--and an arrogance and a staggering self centeredness, that their first though is to trample or erase anything that isn't white, even if it isn't a fully-rationalized instinct and just happens because of a frankly childish """ignorance""".
White society circulates various people of color at the peripheral and beneath them, but always in positions of service to their egos, and always positioned/designed (in stories) in ways that implicitly or explicitly support the myths theyve been telling themselves for centuries now.
Again, because they think these stories are reflections of society, when they ask "what did I do wrong", they're not asking for a pathway to correct the mistake, they're asking "what did I do wrong--this is how it is, and this is how it's always been. How can I be wrong when I am recreating, reflecting, telling the truth?"
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im being very brave and not telling everyone to shut the fuck up
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*gritting my teeth* just one more work week until vacation time and i can rot in bed as much as i need to
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I need to deep clean. I need to purge. I need to go thrift shopping. I need to hang up art. I need to create ugly things. I need to cook and dance and scream. I need to be crushed in a hug or put into a hydraulic press.
I am at WORK
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my dream portrayal of jgy is that he's an independant character with his own strengths (not lxc's sweet little child-birthing wifey) that get recognition and appreciation (and that aren't 'being a good mommy/rabid event planner, haha, such a control freak this a-yao'), who deserves and gets love (but isn't just a tiny lovely thing whose only purpose is-- do you get my point already i wonder), who's allowed to be in a bad mood (but isn't defined by those moments, which is very important to me personally), but who isn't a cruel or bad person (and whose attempts at explaining his situation to others are taken seriously, and not as just him trying to Manipulate Others As Usual because, and i might be controversial but idqc, if i'm to call a character a gaslighting manipulator i'd like to see cases of him a/ doing it b/ succesfully c/ often, and no, "well he conned lxc into thinking he's not an evil murderous twink, SOMEHOW" doesn't count)
and my problem is that it's, well, as dreams usually are, rather unattainable
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