Of the 19 hijackers who carried out the Sept 11 attacks:
15 were from Saudi Arabia (a powerful/oil-rich country the U.S. works hard to maintain diplomatic relations with)
2 were from the United Arab Emirates (also a powerful/oil-rich country the U.S. works hard to maintain diplomatic relations with)
1 was from Egypt, 1 from Lebanon.
None of the hijackers were from Iraq.
None of the Sept 11 hijackers were Iraqi.
None of the 9/11 hijackers were from Iraq.
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Lil Masky question. Does he still tackle fucking everything in this AU? If so, does it almost look like an over excited doggo wanting affection? Like, did it take a second for Jay to realise that he actually meant to harm him?
Also, I can't get over the thought of just Jay coming back to the motel on a full moon like:
Jay: Tim, I got this week's food. I also got you some fresh smokes! Tim?-
Masky: B O R F.
Jay then proceeds to probably get tackled.
Slight clarification: Tim does not change involuntarily on the full moon. Rather, it's the one time he can change voluntarily and keep his wits about him while doing so. Masky is what happens when something freaks him out bad enough he becomes a dog about it whether he wants to or not.
But yes, he does still tackle everything, be it as an attack or a greeting. This big dog with his big paws is so happy you are home and he is going to knock you over.
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What if we were both magic prodigies and it otherized us in different ways and we devoted ourselves to protecting a family member who has general other goals & priorities. What if we both did self-sacrifical devotion in opposite ways.
What if we were dark mirrors of each other and where I've grown
overcontrolling you've grown complacent. What if, bought as a servant into a pretty loving home, ownership and control is what love looks like to me, and to you neglected and lonely growing up, love is gratefully taking any scraps of it you’re lent.
By belonging to someone, even if she comes back injured or fails at finding Delgal, she feels like she belongs and is cherished, by owning someone he feels safe in them not leaving him.
She’s what’s tethering him do you see… And he’s the only thing giving her direction and purpose in her state. She needs a compass and he needs a support.
They’re both so out of it 😭 It’s the weirdly intense and unearned mutual trust and reliance on each other?? They’re each other’s weird little comfort codependent teddy bear. Or at least they were headed towards that before SHE DIED THEN HE DIED THEN THEY BOTH FORGOT ABOUT EACH OTHER AND NEVER MET EVER AGAIN. Though she’s also the guard attack hound keeping him safe… And vice versa he heals her and can rewrite her very being with just one wave of his hand. They’re both so so mentally and physically vulnerable both but they cling onto each other. They can’t perceive things accurately but despite it all someway somehow they stumble into something closer to resembling companionship just before they both die. Falin is just that kind and Thistle is just that lonely. Overworked.
We both haven’t lived for ourselves in a very long time, haven’t we.
They both have a similar devotion to the people they love but again the difference is that Thistle starts overtsepping while Falin is self-effacing. The other difference between them is that people care about Falin <3 People have given up on Thistle long ago, and he has given people reasons to, while people refuse to give up on Falin. Yaad has a mini arc about it dw about it it’s ok he’s not all alone in the end 😭😭 He reached out for Marcille’s hand but they already all wanted to help him, they just had to be given the chance to, Yaad just had to be given the chance to, it’s okay I’m okay
Hey what if we learned to get in touch with our own identity and the world around us and living in the present again through being in the worst codependent situationship ever.
Falin and Thistle sitting in a tree, sucking on flowers together because they’re h-u-n-g-r-y 💕💕💕
I bet he’s only ever thought of flowers as useless ornaments. Weak weeds. But she shows him they’re tasty and useful and good and pretty in their own right too and deserve existing without proving their worth and waaa <33 Thistles…... Did you know thistles taste sweet if you remove the thorns and eat them?
"Even as a chimera, her kind nature remains" you can’t suppress her in the way that matters. You can’t soothe him in the way that matters. It’s doomed. You’re doomed. It’s all doomed. Save me.
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yet another hades brainrot but my god the parallels between zag and mel are so strong
zag's room is messy, we see that as the player, and it's frequently mentioned dusa cleans his room; mel on the other hand can't STAND mess and is so organized she frequently scolds dora for moving her stuff around
where zag goes out to find his mother, on the surface in a happy little cottage with a garden, alone in her grief, mel finds her father deep in tartarus, nearly alone in his chains (cerberus keeping him company just as bouldy once did sisyphus in that very chamber, some irony?)
both growing up with an adoptive mother, with nyx taking zag as her own and lying to him, while hecate does not even allow mentions about being a second mother, deeming herself unworthy
zag's escape attempts were of his own free will yet had no real purpose to begin with, but mel was practically raised with just one purpose with all her choices revolving around it
and yet they're deeply compassionate and stubborn all the same, same resolve burning within
i'll probably implode when they finally interact ngl
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Hachapre-sona for my heart and soul! She doesn't have a set name for now, but I'm thinking something like Cure Wordy because she focuses more on my love of language as her powerset.
ID: drawings of the artist as a Cure from Happiness Charge Precure. She is a medium-dark skinned hijabi with brown eyes and dark brown eyebrows. She wears a dark vest with gold accents over a pale turquoise shirt with long puffy sleeves. Her hijab is a vivid turquoise, same as her belt, and she has a long soft turquoise skirt that only covers behind her as well as dark green pants. Her boots are white with gold accents and turquoise bows. She has gold earpieces with green hearts on them.
On the left is a fully colored full body of the design, standing with turquoise rectangles in the background. On the lower center is her with a wider stance, with her fists to the sides and covered in pale green magic fists. Lower right corner is a close up of her face; she is smiling. Top right is a chibi of her with fists up, yelling. A magic pale green speech bubble crushes the two Choiarks before her. End ID.
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you know the contrast between how Vergil is presented vs thinking too hard about Vergil’s story is pretty funny. Man’s reputation is this iconic badass, the pinnacle of what video game rivalries can be, the coolest guy to play as, the guy who breaks every game he’s added to,
and then you go to the story and like. man’s lost his free will and autonomy at 19 and then came back a fractured man half of which was a lovecraftian eye beast the other half of which was a chronically ill goth man. and then he reunites and hes in like his 40s now I believe but legit the last time he was actually in a game where he wasn’t being mind controlled when he was 19 which is both sad but also thinking about how this guy who’s considered one of the top badasses of gaming has never really lived life outside of being a teenager.
Anyways this is the secret comedic potential of post DMC5 for Vergil because not only has the human world probably changed a fair bit in terms of technology, if he’s sticking around Dante he’s gonna actually have to learn in depth how taxes and grocery shopping work. Amazing.
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