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teacupnotes · 5 years
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Today i finished Child of the Prophecy, so i want to talk about this trilogy. It will contain spoilers. And i know it’s actually a series, with another 3 books; but i still don’t have them.
Besides i will take a break from reading fiction, to read the book about racism i mentioned on my other booklr post.
Rereading Daughter of the Forest, I was able to go back to my teenagehood and relive my love for fairy tale retellings. I don’t think i had finished this book before, because i didn’t remember the ending.
But Sorcha, oh my gosh, she was a formidable MC. She was strong and with an iron will, that impressed me quite a lot. I might have had a tiny (lol who am i kidding, big) crush on Red, so i see what she saw in him by marrying him, even if he’s a breton. 
It was amazing reading her grow up, to see how Sorcha as a child was different from Sorcha the older teen. I refuse to call it young adult, because gdi, they’re still KIDS. Yeah yeah yeah the ~times were different~ and people lived half of our current life expectation, but it was something that i was constantly aware of while reading: how Sorcha and Red’s age gap was uncomfortable for me.
Sorcha’s relationship with her brothers was so beautiful and complex that it made me wish i wasn’t an only child. Sorcha’s romance (depite the age gap flaw), made me wish i could experience something similar, at least. I loved coming back to this book and experience it, like it was the first time, all over again.
With Son of the Shadows, i didn’t really know what to expect. I remembered vaguely some characters (but not the MC, Liadan, who’s the youngest daughter of Sorcha). I remembered Ciarán and his forbidden relationship. Rereading the book was, once again, like reading it for the first time.
Liadan was very much like her mother, with a powerful inner strength, a clear path to walk on. She was very stubborn, and i loved how she confronted the Fair Folk, despite the constant threats they made her. I loved how she stubbornly made The Painted Man change his mind about women, and eventually they even fall in love. 
The only thing i didn’t quite like about him was that he was bald. Well, not quite, because he could grow hair but chose to have a shaved head. He was as stubborn as Liadan. They were made for each other. Although the freaking age gap existed again, with Liadan with like 16 years old and her guy being 21. What’s up with thaaaaaaaaaaat!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Also, i wanted to know more about Niamh, her older sister. Her story felt incomplete, empty, as she was made to be more like of a bimbo, an airhead, and i think that was very unfair. I really understood her resentment to Liadan, who was a copy of Sorcha almost, and so, treated very differently.
 Anyhow, this was a great read. I had hoped that the (then) final book would be as fantastic. But boy was i wrong...
Unlike the other two previous books, Child of the Prophecy was a difficult read. Unlike Sorcha and Liadan, Fainne was a MC with whom i struggled immensely connecting to, and to root for.
She did many terrible things; her constant self doubt was tiring and annoying, her back and forth morals and choices, made her a two sided character, to which was very difficult to relate with or to look up to. Not even the last 3 chapters, where she finally decides to choose the path of Light and Good, make up for what she did in the rest of the book. Fainne was extremely insecure, constantly pushed everyone she loved away, and believed blindly that she was cursed and that was nothing she could do to live a life of a good woman. She was a witch, you see...
I wanted to pause the book so many times, and stop there. (This has only happened with another JM book, Cibele’s Secret, which i began reading but never finished.) I wanted to know more about the side characters, like Darragh, Johnny, or even Ciarán. I was very unsatisfied with the ending too. It felt rushed. I wanted to have the chance to see Fainne and Darragh’s relationship truly blossom, something that was the focus of the story, instead of a sub-plot (something that you wouldn’t even pay much attention to). (At least they didn’t have as much of a big age gap as the other two!)  Instead, i was given a extremely short epilogue, that talked more about the outsider’s perception of Needle Island and its inhabitants, than about Fainne and her family.
I really hope that the other 3 books in the series make up for this one. But i think they will, since they’re about the daughters of Liadan instead.
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Bonten and Chibi michi
Pt1.
Let's say she somehow time leaped into the future.
She kept wandering the streets until Mikey recognised her, she recognized him by his eyes and cling onto him.
He knelt down confused because how was she here??
"Mikey,I lost Michi!" She cried clinging onto his leg, he sighed softly picking the girl up
"What happened to your hair?"
She touched his hair curiously, he simply smiled at her.
"I changed it"
"I like it "
How did she end up here??
Takemichi was probably worried about the little girl. He could see how Takemichi was panicking
Once he entered the apartment, he was questioned why he had a small child with him
They immediately recognized the girl and started questioning what was happening.
She moved hiding herself against Mikey.
The door slammed opened revealing a Sanzu covered in blood
"Bad man!"
Sanzu desperately tried convincing (Y/n) that he wouldnt harm her.
But she refused to believe him.
She would run to Mochi or Takeomi whenever Sanzu entered the room.
Ran had to continue convincing (Y/n) that Rindou and Sanzu weren't the same.
The girl seemed really clingy around Kakucho, always pulling around the suite. Asking him to pick her up so she could grab something.
She was also attached to Mikey, clinging to the male. Following him around like a shadown
Sanzu quickly learned that he shouldn't fall asleep when she was drawing, the poor male woke up with markings all over him
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acciochaos · 3 years
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To finish off my 5 post rampage, can I just say, SHADOWN NOT GETTING WITH THE MANAGER LADY WAS SO SAD??? HE DESERVED BETTER
Also, Miya my darling, make friends, I’m so proud of you, you can do no wrong child
Also also, Reki’s sister skating was just too fucking cute I’m gonna die
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adecila · 3 years
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hey alice! i read the shadown and bone trilogy and six of crows duology. i know there sre other books in the verse but are they worth it?
Hello!
I'm really not the best to ask this, because I haven't read them all ajdjajdkajs but from what I've been told by people who have done so, it ultimately depends on the characters you vibe with the most.
For instance if you liked Nikolai Lantsov and the trilogy then you should probably read King of Scars. Rule of Wolves is the second book in this so-called Nikolai duology, and it comes out on the 30th of this month, so that should be interesting. You'll get to experience the fandom losing their minds over this new release 😂! Timeline wise, the action in KoS happens after the events in CK, but the events tie more into the trilogy. Side note: Nina appears in both KoS and RoW.
As for the novellas : The Language of Thorns & The Demon in the Wood, I havent heard people talk much about the first, but the Demon in the Wood is sort of a prequel to Shadow and Bone. If you liked the Darkling, I'm told you'd like this one because it provides insight in his pov as a child. This one is super short though, and it is unfortunately NOT included in the Language of Thorns.
As for The Lives of Saints, I have no clue. Again, it seems to be the type of book for people who are interested in the lore of the Grishaverse.
So this is what I've gathered from people who know these books better than I do. I suggest dropping an ask to @the-darkling . She might be able to help you more 💖
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nei-ning · 4 years
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I had a dream last night which I definitely want to write down! (15.11.2020)
In the dream I was in the house of my UK friend’s with my sister. The house looked different. Instead of having 2 floors, it was on 1 floor with beautiful and big living room. There was a bed in the corner of this big living room so I laid on it on my stomach. I wanted to take a nap before my friend, with her husband, would come home. I almost fell asleep when she came home and when she saw me on the bed, she came to pull blanket over me better, turning off the nightstand light. I managed to sleep a short moment before I woke up. I don’t remember exactly how it all turned out in this moment, but next I saw this whole living room from the furthers part. In front of my bed walked this big and thick black shadow person - and it had horrible horrible energy / feeling! All shadown people, who I have encounter in real life, have been so sweet and kind ones! Some even shy and yet curious. This one wasn’t. This one was bigger and thicker, as I said already, but this one also was bend forward more or less. It walked slowly with lazy heavy steps while it also, at the same time, slid through the floor. It went from my left to the right. I have no idea why it was there, but there was a voice in my head, saying; “Pray! Pray!” So I started to pray silently out loud (I don’t pray in real life). I don’t remember the words what I used, but deep in my soul I knew I was using some ancient and VERY powerful pray from beyond time.
After a short moment during praying I realized my big sister could be in danger because of that being. It could be after her. (In real life I know my sister is more than capable of taking care of herself against any spirits etc.) After realizing this, I was back in my old home, on the second floor. I was standing on the side which was my mom’s and dad’s bedroom, looking towards the stairs which were on my and my bro’s side (the space was one big open room), going down in the living room. We had nightlight on since the stairs were very small and steep, therefor dangerous to go during the night. Above the stairs, in the air, floated red devil! He was slightly laying on his back while having his one leg crossed over the other. He was in a size of a small child (maybe 10 years old or so). I rushed to him, asking / demanding him to help my sister. I promised to pay him whatever he wanted. The devil stoked his small black beard and he finally agreed to help me! Now, I need to say this too; He was very KIND devil! He even had kind eyes! On top of it his whole energy was very gentleman like.
I was now back at my UK friend’s house. There now was also a female officer. But the twist is she wasn’t a police officer for real. Apparently the devil, from my old home, had been there already beating this thing which had taken human’s form. The rest the devil had left for my friend. When I arrived to the scene, this “woman’s” head was against the wall while she had, kind of, collapse against the wall otherwise. She was still on her feet in a way tho. My friend shot this woman once more on the head / neck area, but the gun (handgun) in the end either didn’t fire or the bullet didn’t sank in this woman’s head. This woman appeared to be dead so I stepped closer, taking a look of her head with my friend and this third woman who I didn’t know or see, but I knew she was there.
This “police officer’s” skin was kind of harsh, but loose and rubber like. Bullets were visible since they had not sank in her skin almost at all around the head / neck area. We poked one bullet, which end was showing under broken skin, she lifted her head and made horrible weird sound. I grabbed the gun from my friend while feeling slightly angry (not towards or about her!) and I gave one good shake to the handgun. I heard a click sound, knowing the bullet was now definitely in its place. I pressed the gun tightly against this officer’s flat backside of the head and fired (her whole head was flat).
This time the bullet went inside her head, leaving big hole behind. For our disgust and surprise we noticed some sort of meat thing inside this hollow white head (which looked like plastic). The best thing to describe this meat thing is to say it looked like big fat tongue with white spikes there and there. The bullet had went inside it and killed it. I knew this had been the bad creature and now it was dead.
After all this I met again with the devil outside, but I only heard his voice. After all it was nice bright day outside so he either was avoiding to be seen or didn’t like sunlight. I asked what he wanted as a gift for his help. The devil, so happily, said he had found cute stickers from online store, 3 or 4 different sheets, and that he had left them in the basket already. I just needed to pay them. I remember one sheet being 8,95 euros (heck expensive :’D) but as I kept adding the rest of the sheets on this cash register, first I saw price 33€ and then the final price was either 89€ or 99€! I was shocked! I didn’t had such money for stickers. I removed the sheets from this cash register, but left them still in the basket as I walked away from this computer (which was placed inside the wall). I was thinking and counting, if it was okay with the devil that is, that I could buy the stickers for him in 2 rounds. First with 33€ and then the rest in next month. I was going to go ask about this from him when I woke up.
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libidomechanica · 4 years
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huntertheblackwolf · 5 years
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Assassins, Companions, And Family Chapter 2
This is Chapter 2 and I'm so excited!! Hope you enjoy!💋
Also, shout out to @lunavadash for liking my other two parts of this series!❤ ~Much Love!
So sorry this is short
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"Excellent." Loki said smug and reached out his hand out, waiting for Hunter to shake his hand to seal the deal.
When Hunter firmly clasped their hands together, green, red, black and golden sparks and ribbons flew between and around their hands, and the deal was sealed.
"Now" Loki said as he let go of Hunter's hand and Hunter did the same. "My first order is for you to show me where you're injured. I can't have a injured worker, now can I?"
Hunter waved one flap of his cloak onto his back, undid the the shirt, and slowly showed Loki the injury, still wrapped in bandages. The bandages were slightly red from the movements and Hunter winced in pain as he moved to take it off. Loki got up, walked towards Hunter and slightly winced at what he saw.
The chest was swollen red and chunks of dead skin was shedding off. Mottled bruise littered his chest and purple was the most seen. It was dry, patchy and it was horrible to look at. Hunter clenched his fists and hissed through his teeth as Loki probed at it.
"He did hit you and severely at that, but you're resilient, aren't you?" Loki said as he settled his pale, cold hand onto Hunters chest, who shouted out silently, but kept still, trying hard not to shake.
'Cold, but soothing.' Hunter wrote shakey and Loki smirked.
"Yes. I run quite...cold. Bear with me now."
A green glow started to envelop his hand as Loki muttered under his breath and the healing process began. The skin was ripped off, and new skin grew quickly. The deep bruising started to disappear, and the red swelling started to go down. The only thing left on Hunters chest was a couple of bruising that didn't need help healing.
"There" Loki said as he slowly blew out a breath of air. "Sleep it off and you'll be fine. Speaking of such matters, I believe it's time to rest anyways."
Looking up from his chest, Hunter noticed the clock and the time. It was 1:23 a.m. Nodding, Hunter wrote something down and started getting dressed.
'Yes, of course. Thank you for healing me. When do I expect my first job?'
"We will speak of these matters tomorrow. Right now, you need rest. A growing 'boy' " , Loki chuckled as Hunter paused in buttoning up his shirt to glare, "like you, needs his rest. Once you complete your job, you'll have enough money to furnish your home and buy whatever you want. Especially for your family. For right now however, you will contact your employer and go to sleep. If you can, destroy the evidence as well. That is all."
'I understand. Thank you. One question however. While I'm grateful for you not asking about my...face, why not ask me more about it?'
"You have your secrets, I have mine."
'I'll contact the employer and I don't expect any trouble from them as they'll be dead soon, so don't worry about them. Goodnight and thank you once again.'
"Goodnight." Loki whispered as Hunter left and rounded the corner.
Loki started to clean up by magically vanishing it away. Leaving the dining room, he arrived in his room with a snap of his fingers and got dressed to sleep. Finally laying down, he felt drowsy and magically drained from everything that happened.
'Finally. Come tomorrow and the child should be set for his first mission. Mother would be proud. Not for what I'm about to do, but for saving him. More or less.' He thought he drifted off to sleep.
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Hunter entered the room and started to undress, marveling at the almost healed skin, and going to the closet to see if he could find some sleepwear.
Finishing, Hunter located his backpack and started to search for the phone his employer gave him. Finding it and fishing out something cylinder with a button on top, he took them with him. Reaching the bed, he slowly and gently started to shake Shadow awake. Opening his eyes, Shadown yawned, got up to shake himself, with also being careful of the egg, and moved himself. Moving over, Hunter gently picked the egg up and started to lift the covers up from the bed to slide between them. Shadow moved towards them and waited for his caretaker to settle the egg, so he could get under the covers as well.
With a soundless yawn, Hunter finally settled down and made space for Shadow. With Yin between them and his caretaker near him, Shadow fell asleep quickly again, feeling safe at once.
Turning the phone on and settling down the cylinder tube within reach, Hunter started to search for the employer's phone number and quickly found it, typing up a text to send to them.
'Проходящая миссия остановлена. Локи захватил и нанял меня с моего согласия. Больше не в состоянии это делать или слушать вас. Извиняется.'*
It didn't take long for the bubbles, indicating a text was being written, to show up.
'Что вы имеете в виду?! Я тебя нанял! Вы должны слушать меня! Выполни эту чертову работу, ублюдок!'**
'Я больше не принимаю заказы от вас. Повторяю, я больше не слежу за тобой и не хочу твоих денег. Миссия сейчас заброшена.'*
'Ты сукин сын! Я пришлю своего мужчину для тебя! Будь осторожен, потому что я убью тебя и твою семью, неблагодарная сука!'**
'Нету.'*
'Нет ?! Что ты имеешь в виду, нет !? Послушай меня, ты будешь сожалеть об этом, поэтому я дам один шанс забрать все обратно или я убью тебя сам!'**
'То, что вы говорите, не сбудется. В тот момент, когда вы связались и угрожали моей семье до всего этого, я планировал вас бомбить, ребята.'*
'Хватит играть в эту глупую игру. Ты убьешь Локи и вернешься сюда. Я проясняю себя?'**
'Я не думаю, что вы понимаете, я не шутил. Ты угрожал мне и моей семье, и теперь я собираюсь убить тебя.'*
Hunter lifted the cylinder tube, pushed the button, and dropped it next to the phone.
No reply ever came.
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The news channel appeared on TV as someone turned it on.
"-explosion happened in an abandoned warehouse called the Brooklyn Army Terminal located in Sunset Park, at 2:07 a.m. It happened all of a sudden people have stated. Authorized figures however seem to say that the warehouse was used by a group of people storing weapons. Many were killed in the explosion and it seems to have come from the inside. We have footage of the building exploding, but we warn you that it's quite graphic." A news reporter said.
The news was then cut off to a blurry and gray video of an old abandoned building exploding. Fire was sprouting from the shattered window and was growing higher in size. It turned back to the news reporter once again.
"It seemed that it was intended and police are now investigating why and how this has occurred. If anyone has any answers to what and why this has occurred, please-" The TV was muted as Loki put down the control.
"Did you do this?" He said as he turned to Hunter who wasn't there in the living room. Loki snapped his fingers and a whiteboard with a black marker appeared, allowing Hunter to write down his answers.
'Yes.'
"With what?"
'Bombs.'
"How?"
'I planted them in secret when they stated that they were going to kill Yin and Shadow if I didn't cooperate.'
"Is that where your employer stayed?"
'Yes.'
"So this is what you meant when you said that I shouldn't worry. Who were they?"
'A Russian group. They were trying to obtain your body for experiments.'
"Hmm. Were they a small group?"
'Yes.'
"Alright then. Have you eaten yet?"
'No.'
"Are you hungry?
'Yes.'
"What do you want to eat?" Loki asked as he turned away from Hunter and walked towards the kitchen. "While Midgard technology is easy enough to comprehend, compared from where I am from, it wasn't that difficult to figure out. I'll order some breakfast from the diner below. You'll eat anything, won't you? I also found some fresh fish for the pup."
'Yes, thank you.'
"Yes yes. You're welcome. Can't have you and your pup starving, can we? You have have a job today and I'll tell you over breakfast. Just grab your pup and egg."
'Of course.' Hunter wrote down and placed the whiteboard with its marker on a flat surface. He walked towards the room.
Entering the room, Hunter noticed Shadow already up and about, exploring the room, different from when he left Shadow to continue sleeping.
Strolling over, he picked up the egg, wrapped it tightly in its blanket, settled down the egg onto the bed again, and made a soft sound, calling Shadow over.
Bending his knees, he started to move his hands in a certain way, Shadow's eyes focusing on it.
'Loki is boss now. Listen, learn, don't disrespect. Attack if only you need to protect self or egg. Clear?'
Shadow excitedly started to shake his tail and head, confirming he understood. Getting up, Hunter went towards his backpack, and fetched a bowl. He went and picked Yin up, cradling it, opened the door wide and left, Shadow right on his trail.
Going down the hall, Shadow kept up, already being bigger then he should be for his age. Entering the kitchen, Hunter noticed breakfast already set up. Loki looked up from a new thick book he had and looked towards them.
"You're here so now we can eat. I put the fish on the kitchen counter, so do what you can with it."
Seeing Hunter nod, Loki walked towards the table and waited for Hunter to finish, opening the book and starting to read. Approaching the counter, still cradling Yin, he started to wash and clean the fish, pulling apart the meat and bones separately, making it safe to eat. Mashing it, he served it in a bowl he brought with him.
Walking towards the table, he settled the bowl down onto the floor. Shadow, who was following him, waited near the table as he saw Hunter make a halt movement. Going back, Hunter fetched the whiteboard and marker, knowing he was going to need it. Hunter then sat down near Loki.
"You taught him well." He paused for a moment looking at Shadow and looked up. "I'll tell you your mission after we eat. Let's speak, however, about lighter subjects." Loki said as he put away his book and started to eat, Hunter soon joining him. When Hunter started, still gently holding Yin, so did Shadow who quickly gobbled down his mashed fish.
"How was your sleep?" Loki said between bites. "I hope it was restful for you and your furry family."
'It was. Yours?'
"It was restful. Now, I want to know why this group hired you? Care to explain?"
'I am well known in being hired for a low price, killing anyone they want me to. Usually, I do pros and cons on if I can kill them, not accepting if I know I can't. I never miss, except until you, of course. I told them I would fail, they didn't listen, but it seems they got what they deserved. Thought you would be an easy target however, considering the Avengers are after you. Should have know you wouldn't have let down your guard.'
"Hm. Were you trained or self taught? I'm guessing trained, however."
'You are correct. I am trained. Now, I have a question for you. What do I call you? What terms or titles do you want me to use? Master Loki, Sir Loki, Mr. Loki, or do you prefer a family name, Mr. Friggason?'
"I would prefer Loki. Just Loki." He said calmly. "And yourself?"
'Hunter. Just Hunter.'
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*Passing mission is stopped. Loki captured and hired me with my consent. No longer able to do this or listen to you. Apologizes.
**What do you mean?! I hired you! You should be listening to me! Get the damn job done, you bastard!
*I no longer accept orders from you. I repeat, I no longer watch you and do not want your money. Mission is now abandoned.
**You son of a bitch! I'll send my man for you! Be careful because I will kill you and your family, ungrateful bitch!
*Nope
**No?! What do you mean no!? Listen to me, you will regret it, so I will give one chance to take everything back or I will kill you myself!
*What you're saying won't come true. The moment you contacted and threatened my family before all this, I planned to bomb you guys. You won't be able to do anything you're saying.
**Stop playing this foolish game. You will kill Loki and you will return here. Do I make myself clear?
*I don't think you understand, I wasn't kidding. You threatened me and my family and now I'm going to kill you.
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dummy-draws · 7 years
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Inktober day 13, Teeming
I honestly had no idea what this word even meant and ended up google translating it. I was still a bit confused but came up with something. So for those who don't know or remember my old ass characters, This is Shadow kid, a Kirby fan character. He can create Shadown Scarfies, which he leads. They are kinda like normal Scarfies, but they stay in their one-eyed form and don't always have a visible mouth, unlike the regular Scarfies. The one with the blue stripes is their captain, capable of leading the twisted Scarfy army by the side of his master. Shadow kid himself can use powers that Dark Matter use, such as shooting dark lightning bolts and using dark energy, because he was injected with some Dark Matter DNA when he was still a child. He started aging physically very slowly and for that reason he's still a Shadow 'kid'. He lost the ability to feel anything positive, and being filled with only negative feelings he swore to make everyone pay: If he couldn't be happy, why should anyone else deserve to be then?
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blackleopardgirl · 5 years
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WELL HERE’S MY NEW LIFE:
heres my new life: on the weekdays that i have classes i attend class. i do my homework and complete my assignments on time. i may even have a tutor or two throughout the week or weekends. on my off days and off time? stay at home. in my room, play videogames, watch movies/tv shows on my laptop & sometimes leave my room. during the weekends i stay inside. i don't go on social media except for my stan account and on ig just to look at photos but i try not to look at photos from classmates i used to know. i become forgetable. during the summer i dont speak to anyone or even respond to any messages. eventually i delete my social media accounts and begin working at a childs daycare. i move into a place in farmington and continue my life. there are no friends so there are no concerts to attend or bars to go meet anyone at. there also isnt a boyfriend. ever. theres just me. it's debateable if i let myself completely go or not. though ive never been much of an over eater. just someone who forgets to eat instead. at night though, there are breakdowns, crying and wishing that there was another life that i could lead. but most of my young people dreams have already been squashed so quickly so there's no telling if i survive this battle or not. in a few years, you may hear about me on the 6 oclock news and hear about my lifeless body being found in my sad apartment with a note. and nothing but traces of sad pages on google docs and blog posts about how i was REALLY LIVING LIFE IN THE SHADOWNS.
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Dagon was a bloody good film but sadly, as the narrator in this video points out, because it is so hard to adapt Lovecraft’s tales to the big screen, they aren’t given a big budget and they end up being B films, performing lowly worldwide. Despite that though, Dagon did convey a lot of Lovecraftian elements. Based on the novel of the same name and Shadown of Inmouth, the main character struggles to find his place in the world until he becomes insane when he finds that everything he believed in was a lie, and ends up joining the cult he condemned at the beginning.
John Carpenter’s apocalypse trilogy didn’t perform well at the box office which is a shame. I am not a fan of prince of darkness. It could have been better made. IMO the only ones worth in that trilogy are The Thing, which is a brilliantly done remake of the original one from the fifties (which is based on the short story of the same name) and in the mountain of madness. The latter is obvious reference to H.P. Lovecraft’s best known work “At the mountain of madness” and while the setting is different the elements are the same: questioning one’s reality which leads to complete insanity. There is the tentacle monster and all the other mysterious creatures that are part of the Cthulhu mythos; but that’s not what makes the film stands out. The same goes for the Thing. The Thing -for those that read the short story-was NOT written by Lovecraft. The short story however, despite being violent, has a lot of similar themes to those found in At the mountain of madness and the Dunwich Horror. John Carpenter added more gore and Lovecraftian elements to it, because why not? And the end result was a brilliant retelling of the original, that is far more disturbing and leaves you with more questions than answers. (Not to mention, one of the best scores in horror movies. Morricone who composed a lot of the scores for Spaghetti westerns, outdid himself when he tried something new.)
As for Alien ... nobody needs a long explanation to know why the first Alien and Prometheus, and from what we have seen so far from the trailer of the upcoming Alien Covenant is based off Lovecrafts work. 
Put it simply, all these movies make the characters and us, the audience, question our place in the universe. David 8 teases Dr. Shaw and her boyfriend, about their incessant need to find out who made them and why? They tease him for being sub-human, a thing, with no purpose other than to serve humans and for us to show off others that we have the tools to create life and do with it what we want. Wouldn’t it be equally horrifying if our gods told us the same? That we are not special, just another experiment, with no purpose, other than the one we give to ourselves?
Then there are the monsters, who show their victims that they aren’t special and that the universe is a scary place with things more ancient and horrific that we can ever imagine. Once we come face to face with these ancient horrors, we become insane because we realize that we aren’t special and the universe is indifferent to our pain. Who knows what the virus that is the Thing really is. Probably it was part of an ancient civilization like the Elders or the Old Ones from Lovecraft’s tales that created this thing, who takes the place of the Cthulhu, to use it against their enemies but it got out of control. When humans uncover the spaceship and try to investigate what happened, they unleash a horror unlike anything the world has ever seen. When that horror reaches its final destination, in the American station, everyone starts to descend into madness as they start to question their own reality. By the end of the film we don’t know if Childs is the Thing or he is speaking the truth. 
The end game here is: insanity. At the end of these Lovecraftian movies, everyone becomes insane. Tired and ready to give up because they have seen too many horrors, proving that whatever is out there, we are not ready for it.
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