Prompocalypse (Ep. 16) highlights and viewing notes because I don’t have the time to liveblog while watching but I do have thoughts that I will complete some other time lol
spoilers ahoy!!!
nothing like the power of a teen girl/tiefling's catty sarcasm to completely undermine a villain's monologue (shoutout to the d20 sound crew for the perfect music and timing on that one!!)
Gorgug learns about a new way of disarming people: kissing them
"Stop outing students!"
"I'M GAY NOW WOO"
Lou turning his adding-up-dice-humming into the first notes of 'Amazing Grace' that Zac immediately picks up on and starts swaying along
Brennan's gentle "yeah" when Siobhan admits to having a question that will be bad for the party, but also that she wants to play the game right
even more spoilery spoilers below!
Lou giving Siobhan a thumbs up after the above question
the fact that Goldenrod finds the need to justify to a bunch of teenagers that he's attacking this student because he's just an evil demon and not because said student is gay
Riz yelling "HOMOPHOBE!" at an honest-to-goodness dragon
"To be clear, I am very socially liberal; I am fiscally conservative!" + everyone's reaction to that (shoutout to Zac's very judgemental head tilt XD)
Brennan saying "I am a libertarian!" in Goldenrod's 'teacher' voice and then growling it again straight afterwards, as if Goldenrod just remembered he was a big-ass dragon XD
not Beardsley's "So convenient for you!" lmaoooo
Goldenrod: What? Everyone should be free to do what they want. I should be free to collect gold and destroy, and you should be free to try and run away! This is a cultured political philosophy!
Ally/Kristen: I'm down from hearing that [and not from his actual attack XD]
Brennan: *describing the gnarly metal music Gorgug's listening to*
Zac: *drops his dice*
"Ooh, beignets!"
the little grin on Brennan's face when he rolls the dice and then A WILD JAWBONE APPEARS!!!!!!!!!!
Jawbone hugs!!!!!! 😭
Jawbone: Y'understand me?
Adaine: No!
Jawbone's monologue about panic attacks which is too much to unpack here and is basically a whole post in and of itself
Brennan: *mentions Tracker*
Ally/Kristen: Tracker!
Jawbone: I CAME HERE TO FUCK SHIT UP and help children
"Jawbone rules! I'm so glad we helped get his life together"
Introducing, Jawbone: Not a Healer, but a healer of the mind and the soul uwu
Adaine (but mostly Siobhan lol): I would love to do an arcana check... on this absolute fucking unit
Adaine just double flipping off an honest-to-goodness dragon
Kalvaxus: Aren't you supposed to be some kind of high-falutin' elf?
Adaine: I'm a child. You are attacking a bunch of children, you coward.
Fig: Be careful, Adaine; he has a taste for the young ones
Adaine: I have a mental illness and that's fine!
Kalvaxus: Alright, let's not turn this into a fucking PSA after-school special bullshit
Emily's big brain idea to seal Kalvaxus to be the next lunchlad and promote Gilear to be the new VP
Lou's sick-of-Brennan's-shit "Is it [Kalvaxus's] turn?"
Kalvaxus, an honest-to-goodness dragon and the Emperor of the Red Waste: Teens are so mean!
Kristen, mockingly: "Stop making fun of me!"
Adaine: Yeah well at least we're not ugly!
Adaine's happy bobbing!!!!! :DD
"This medicine is great! :D"
Gorgug's Nat 20 (!!!) to summon GORTHOLAX!!!!!
"IT'S TIME TO SHRED, BABY!!!"
Penelope, dying: All I wanted to be- was queen :'((
Kristen: We know!!
Beardsley trying to figure out how to flip someone the middle finger when they only have 4 digits
Riz/Murph, despondent that he can't roll anything higher than a ten. Everyone else: "You can!"
"Should've gotten silver fillings, bitch!!"
"Man, when I grow up, I wanna be a guidance counsellor!" - Adaine
Fabian's "a-HA!"
the strangest bit of improv when the tables are turned and Siobhan makes Brennan improv something coming out of her character's Jacket of Useful Things ("I open up my Jacket of Useful Things and I say 'I need something that will beat Kalvaxus' and I put my hand in a pocket and I pull out...?) only for Brennan to pull out the whole goddamn lore for the jacket XD
Ally: Can I roll for a nat 20 and then be alive?
Brennan's famous last words: Uh, sure, go for it.
Ally/Kristen: This is to the corn god. I know I left for a while but-
[Brennan.exe has stopped functioning]
Brennan: *flabbergasted and now rapidly figuring out how the fuck to figure this out*
Riz/Murph: Praise be to Helio!!!
Fabian/Lou: He-li-o! He-li-o!
BONUS EPISODE UNLOCKED, BABYYYYYY
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"read I, Jedi," they* said.
"it'll be fun," they said**.
well tell that to me and my several "AND ANOTHER THING" rants in the chat and also the 2k words i've written because if you need to know one thing about me it's that I will always commit to the bit***
(* = @starwarsbookclub)
(** = no one actually said that)
(*** = writing a 'jedi summer training camp' fic in which Ezra meets Corran)
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"What's your real name?" Ezra asks that evening, grinning.
"Kieran Halcyon," Corran answers. And then, because it is a joke that he doesn't quite know the scope of, he asks, "What's yours?"
Jabba the Hutt was the first answer, given when they met. They were never properly introduced because Luke allowed himself to be distracted by Ezra's teasing.
This time Ezra answers, "Hondo Ohnaka, pirate." He keeps smiling like he knows a secret, like he is revealing his real name to someone worthy of it. “Would you like to join my crew? We’re always hiring.”
It becomes a bit of a game after that.
Any time they cross paths Ezra will give him a studious look before asking, “What’s your real name?”
And Corran will always reply, “Kieran Halcyon,” because that’s what he’s going by. That’s the Corellian Jedi with a legacy of Corellian Jedi behind him that has been making friends with the others. “What’s yours?”
Ezra strikes a pose and lifts a hand to his beard. “Lando Calrissian,” he answers in a passable attempt at Lando’s accent.
Corran wonders if Ezra knows that he knows Lando. He wonders how Ezra knows Lando, because he doesn’t recognize the Jedi from the war despite Luke’s familiarity with him.
(“An original member of the rebellion,” Leia says when Corran asks her one day. She also has a degree of familiarity with Ezra, though he doesn’t ask for their history and she doesn’t provide it.)
“Hey!” Ezra calls two days later when he finds Corran just parting from a training session with Kam and Streen. “What’s your real name?”
Corran feels something clench in his chest and he looks around to check that no one heard. The last thing he needs is this game of Ezra’s to start sowing seeds of doubt. “Kieran Halcyon. What’s yours?”
This time, Ezra’s grin vanishes and he lifts one skeptical eyebrow as he looks down his nose at Corran — using the full height difference to his advantage. “I,” he intones in what he must think is a decent Core World accent, “am Commander Brom Titus.”
Corran waits a beat, then asks, “Who?”
Ezra huffs out a breath and the illusion is gone. “No, you’re supposed to say, what, but, I’m Brom Titus. It’s a whole thing.”
“I don’t even know who that is.”
He waves a hand to dismiss it. “Never mind, it was only really funny to me.”
Then, the next day as they cross paths in front of the dining hall: “What’s your real name?”
Corran is ready for the question this time. “Kieran Halcyon. What’s yours?”
“Sssseevor,” Ezra says in a strained, scratchy voice that catches Corran completely off-guard. “Captain of Crawler 413-24.” He emphasizes random syllables and punctuates them with too-long pauses to produce an altogether unsettling effect. “Want to work for the Mining Guild?”
Then, when Corran finds Ezra with Leia and the Syndulla kid: “What’s your real name?”
Leia passes a confused look between the two of them but Corran ignores it and answers, “Kieran Halcyon. What’s yours?”
Ezra has a hard time controlling his smile but straightens his posture and says, “I am Lieutenant Lyste.”
There’s a peel of laughter from Leia that she fails to smother behind her hands.
So it’s another Imperial that Ezra knows and this time Leia is in on the joke. This frustrates Corran more than it should, honestly, because he knows that Ezra sees this as nothing more than a game. “No full name this time?”
Ezra grins, still preening from making Leia laugh. “It’s Lieutenant.”
“I think it was Yogar,” Leia corrects.
“No, I’m pretty sure it was Lieutenant.”
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since i won’t be able to finish my nanami oneshot today, here is a little snippet because. i really wanted to lol:
Suddenly, Kento was seventeen again, screaming and crying and cursing into the night, the only half of Yu’s body that was intact dangling from his shoulders (he could still feel that weight even now—so light and lifeless, but the heaviest thing he’s ever carried). Suddenly, he was seventeen again and Suguru was seventeen, his hands and conscience painted with blood, gone without a goodbye. Suddenly, Kento was seventeen again and Shoko was seventeen and she gave him his first drink and for the first time, Kento knew how it felt to be numb to it all.
And suddenly, he was seventeen again and Satoru was seventeen, his annoying upperclassman that he secretly looked up to, wanted to be like, wished he was as strong as. And Kento was a child and Satoru was a child (they were all children) and Satoru was there. And Kento wished he was a bit braver, just enough so he could have accepted Satoru’s offer of a hug, took his hand, clung to him, cried on his shoulder while he still had the chance…
If he were a braver man, he would have, maybe even now. Then, maybe he would have never left—maybe then he wouldn’t have been alone the past four years, drinking himself into oblivion every night because it was the only way to forget. If he were braver, stronger, he would have answered Satoru’s calls.
But Kento was still not that man—he was still a scared teenage boy stumbling back to campus with his best friend’s mutilated corpse hanging off his shoulders.
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you ever think about how gerome and fake pep are the only two guys who really only ever knew the tower as their home? i do
lots of fp text in this one so full un-ciphered script is going under cut below. [mostly just a bunch of headcanon nonsense about his whole Situation in the tower :p] [there is also a second bonus after because i am insufferable] anyway,
bonus:
hey! it's a series! fake peppino world tour: [noise] [noisette] [peppino] [gustavo] [gerome]<- u are here [noisette again]
gerome: i say there monstrosity! do you know the times?
fp: …?
gerome: haha! just an old joke, lad.
gerome: but seriously, i never saw you around the tower much. what's your deal?
fp: ...
fp: 👈 ??
gerome: yes you! you never struck me as just some hired goon like the rest.
fp: i… i don't really know.
gerome: oh come now, you needn't be modest.
fp: i'm not! i-
[fp takes a seat]
fp: they…. didn't tell me much. the…the lab. you know it?
gerome: i'd pass though, now and again.
fp: i was there for awhile, with lots of other copies
gerome: oh, you knew the other clones? what were they like?
fp: nutritious.
gerome: ah.
fp: they-the tall one- moved me to….「bruno's」 later.
gerome: tall one… you mean pizzahead?
fp: uh….right.「pizzahead」 …started changing it. kept changing it. i think i was waiting for something. waiting… to open? but he told me to keep-stay in there. to guard it. was there…longer than the labs but we never got to finish…. but i think we were close. But then「pep-
pep: woah. never seen him this chatty
gerome: just have to ask the right questions, i suppose
pep: I mean, sure but-- wait, you can understand him???
gerome: it's only natural, after all, he is at least in part- part of the tower; made from its power and resources, and so connected with my brother...and to some extent, myself. his speech resonates with the old echoes through its chambers, and while i may not be as omniscient, it has no secrets that would fully elude me.
pep: ...uh. ok, sure. what's he saying?
fp: ..!
fp: XXX!
gerome: ah…. seems he's a bit embarrassed.
pep: aw. er…look, it may not be my business, but whatever happened in the tower is behind us now, yeah? i know i sure try to forget it too
fp: 😬
fp: ...😓👍
[fp turns back to gerome]
fp: ............i wasn’t done
gerome: he wasn't done.
fp: yeah. then 「peppino」 came through. you probably know. hard to miss him.
gerome: heh, I'll say.
fp: We fought, I stayed…. didn't know anything else until 「pizzahead」grabbed me. fighting more on the roof...
fp: You know the rest? you ran out with us...
gerome: mhm
fp: And… now we’re here.
gerome: now we’re here…
fp: ...that's all i had. so..... i still don't really know. sorry...
gerome: ah, don't be. that's just how it goes, i guess. not much that can be done now...
gerome: i suppose we both left some things behind in that tower. i certainly know it can be daunting to leave the fold of familiarity.
gerome: but, for what it's worth...i think it’s for the better things worked out for us as they did.
fp: yeah…
bonus! 2!!
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