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skltart · 8 months
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'mag 142 scrutiny' my beloved
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I gotta be honest if some random guy approached me in the street and asked me to tell him my paranormal trauma I'd literally just tell him? Like he wouldn't have to compel me I'd like to share. Free therapy for me, free story for him! Not my problem if it feeds an otherworldly overlord.
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onomatoseeyah · 8 months
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The Encounter with the Archivist
|"He was looking at me as if he ate a really good steak"|
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saintbleeding · 8 months
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[ID: Transcript excerpt from MAG 142: STATEMENT GIVER: "No! No, I’m not! Of course I’m not – It felt like – Like I was throwing up all those feelings again, and I wanted to, to scream, but instead I just sat and calmly told him my life story, and he just watched me. His eyes, like – His eyes were li-like drinking in every fragment of my misery. I can’t – It – (pause) And then it was over. And he looked – He looked at me like he’d just eaten, like, a perfectly cooked steak. You know what he said, he said “Thank you.” Thank you, just like that, like – like reliving the worst parts of my whole life were just a bit of a favor that I’d done him. And then he left, and, and I-I just sat there, and cried for a while. (sniff) That wasn’t the end." End ID.]
the argument can and has been made that maybe jon tells jess tyrell he works at the institute as a mechanism to maybe accidentally-on-purpose get caught or externally stopped. and that is tasty and i dig it. but also i cannot help but think that there is a distinct possibility that he says this, like this, as some sort of internal coping device: you don't have to face up to the full scope of the ramifications of your actions if you don't explicitly acknowledge that you think it's wrong what you're doing. (after all his grandmother likely a) never apologised and b) seemed to sleep just fine) like. this just feels like such an attempt at distancing and compartmentalising and turning it into a sterile little transaction.
augh babygirl you are so unwell
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icantfindmyfish · 1 year
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MAG 142
@a-mag-a-day
my other MAG illustrations
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rikebe · 2 years
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mag 142: artistic rendition
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quisters · 1 year
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Been binging tma while sick :0
For some reason I imagine Jon would get extremely bundled up in Ny-Ålesund
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a-mag-a-day · 1 year
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I like the ambiguity of "he's all eyes." Obviously there's an interpretation people tend to favor in fanart, because it's, you know, visual, but did she just mean he's watching her really intensely? Does he have the usual complement of eyes but enormous? Is he, indeed, covered in eyes? Is he nothing but a giant pair of eyeballs but she can somehow recognize it as him because dreams are like that? Who knows? He's all eyes.
He's all eyes, it's that simple
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themagnustournament · 11 months
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Redemption Round 3 - Match 7
A rather even match if the stats are anything to go by! Dig comes to us with 153 Redemption votes and is against Scrutiny's 161 Redemption votes!
MAG 088 - Dig | Spotify - Acast - YT | Wiki | Transcript
Statement of Enrique MacMillan, regarding the act of digging.
MAG 142 - Scrutiny | Spotify - Acast - YT | Wiki | Transcript
Statement of an unknown bystander regarding an encounter with The Archivist.
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fuckthisshitimin · 1 year
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[ID: A digital repainting of Fuseli’s Nightmare, where an incubus sits heavily on the chest of a sleeping woman, a dark horse peeking in with white eyes, but replacing the demon and the horse with Jonathan Sims, The Archivist. Every part of The Archivist that is in the shadows is covered with eyes. He is speaking into a tape recorder, expression somewhat scared and monstrous. On the bedside table is a cassette tape. A hand with no clear source is grabbing the ankle of the sleeper.
The two other images are details from the painting. Signed: Meaningless Mikhaïl. End ID.]
GUYS.
LOOK WHAT I DID.
THE ARCHIVIST. SCRUTINY. THE SIGHTMARE. HE’S ALL EYES. I AM SO FUNNY HAHA.
This was just a funny thought at first and then... yeah, it happened. I don’t think I ever painted this way digitally and I am entirely too proud of this. This started as a high-effort shitpost but now it’s... this thing.
And I know I could go on painting (and should, some details do deserve more attention), but I am kind of exhausted, and impatient, so. 
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MAG 142 - Scrutiny
doodle 142/200; days left - 10/110 8/128
oh jom :(((
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atlas-of-galaxies · 2 years
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he's all eyes
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go-to-the-mirror · 1 year
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i dont want to talk about scrutiny
WHATEVER, FINE, OKAY, WE'RE DOING SCRUTINY, OR SOMETHING, FINE, WHATEVER, WHAT EVER
i love scrutiny, i do, but in the way that i love threshold, and nothing beside remains, and seeing it through, and a guest for mr spider. meaning I really do, but I also hate it with vitriol. Not really? It's complicated. I have Some Feelings Towards it. Yep. Look this podcast makes me feel happiness and sadness and anger at the same bloody time, but it's all confused because it's overridden by being Very ADHD about it, so like, they're all rattling around in there. I hate it (affectionate), I love it (derogatory), you get it?
Anyway, y'all know how I feel about Jon already, and if you don't, it's love and only love, so uhm, yeah, let's just get on with it already, rambling and mostly rambling, attempts to set aside my undying love for the Jarchivist for like a day, etc.
@a-mag-a-day
Firstly, I'd like to draw attention to the posts I made on my instagram story about this when I was first listening to TMA, because I was Not Alright.
The first was highlighting the description of the episode: "Statement of an unknown bystander, regarding an encounter with The Archivist." "The Archivist." Not "Jonathan Sims," not "Jonathan Sims, Head Archivist of the Magnus Institute, London," not even "Jonathan Sims, The Archivist."
Just... The Archivist.
The second was regarding the first, saying that I knew it was deserved but he should be allowed to eat a few fears. As a treat.
I didn't say anything to my partner (who you should follow by the way, they're scarandjoelenthusiast), cause I think I was still attempting to be spoiler free for vex at that point, lol. And I had no other... friends. At all. Um. Yeah.
So, onto the relisten! Oh boy.
MARTIN Ah, alright, did he... did he look like he hadn't slept in about a week?
I absolutely love that Jon's descriptors are looking like shit, and looking like Jesus. That's just amazing.
Also uh,,, why did Martin immediately go to Jon? Hm..
Everything, every bit of light or sound or, or anything that changed, that said time was passing. There was nothing. Before that I never really thought about time, you know? But now… Yeah.
that must have been terrifying
So, it, it took a long time to get over that. I mean, that’s not weird, right? I me— It was a bad time. You know, it, it stays with you. Was signed off, what, I think about six months with the injuries. Had pretty bad, uh, nightmares, claustrophobia, I mean, obviously, right? But, uh, but, but I did my physio, and, you know, talked, talked with the counsellor they gave me. Look, I did everything I was supposed to and, and yeah, I… I guess I was fine. You know, once the bruises were gone I— Well, it’s easy to blame memory, right? You know, ha-hallucination, coincidence, all the classic shite you tell yourself. Life went back to normal. I— I was fine. Until about two weeks ago.
Jesus fucking christ, Jon. She was fine, trying to get over it, Floyd was fine and that's just it, because they think they're safe, and-
She was fine, she was okay, and he took that from her, he took that from her, he made it so she couldn't be fine anymore, he made it so every god. damn. night she'd experience that again, the bastard.
There’s this creep in, in the corner. Your guy. He just… keeps staring at me, like, like properly staring. Like, it is super intense and, and real weird. Like he knows me, but I sure as hell do not know him. I— I try to ignore him, look, I just, I just read my book, and every time I look up there he is, watching me.
Girls when they realise oh yes, he's an avatar.
So… Look, I’m packing up, all done and, and I just, I just sorta turn, you know, just, just to check if he’s still there and he is standing right behind— Like, like a few inches from my face. Look, it’s messed up!
That's??? Terrifying?? I mean, look, like, my sisters jump whenever I quietly stand behind them and stare intently, and they're my sisters, they know me, they know I only joke about stabbing them with a knife, Jon, that's freaky, stop being freaky, you have trauma at home. Go eat a stale trauma for gods sake.
Like, okay Mr. "I don't think it's me doing it." Who sat at a bloody coffee shop for an hour.
I. Understand. That there is a certain. Need. To cause and feed on fear. As an Avatar/Monster/Whatever. And I mean like it's pretty hard. To admit you're in the wrong for something. Even if you think you're in the wrong for other things. But like. None of this matters to Jess, to Floyd, to the three other people whose lives he ruined. He can try be better, he can never do it again, but he can't go back and fix it.
And I start to ask him, you know, what the hell, man, you know? Like— But he just starts talking. Slowly. But real intense. He says, he works here, at the, the Magnus Institute, and I say, what even is that and he says, he wants my story. He says he needs to hear what happened to me. And I— I want to tell him to jj-just go away. I want to, to, to kick him and run. But I— (long sigh) I sit down. And I start to tell him everything. About the job, about the collapse, a-about the hand. More than I told you, even, and, and as I do— it’s like I’m there again. Like I can feel it grab my ankle, th-th-that cold, dead hand and I just… I just can’t stop talking. I cannot shut up.
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[ID: A blurry photo of CC!GoodTimesWithScar with his head in his hands. /End ID]
And then it was over. And he looked— He looked at me like he’d just eaten, like a perfectly cooked steak. You know what he said? He said, “Thank you.” “Thank you.” Just like that. Like, like reliving the worst parts of my whole life were just a bit of a… a favour that I’d done him. And then he left and I— I just sat there and cried for a while.
i don't know what to say im just sitting here with my head in my hands.
And he’s there the whole time, just… watching me. Watching me scream and thrash and… He’s all eyes. He’s all eyes.
I kinda want to punch him right about now, because how dare he do that to her, how dare he ruin her life just because he wanted to. Whatever, avatar, feed your god or it'll feed on you, I don't care, that's his business, not hers. She wasn't involved, she didn't have to be involved, she was fine and he took that from her, the bastard!
How dare he sit there talking about choice, how dare he feel all guilty for ruining her life, how dare he! He doesn't deserve to feel bad about it. Christ, Jon, what the fuck.
But I feel like I’m seeing him when I’m awake as well. I’ve been… I’ve been having a lot of problems since he talked to me. Since I talked to him. Since I told my... story. The, the claustrophobia, it’s back, worse than it ever was and I can’t do my job. I have these, these screaming panic attacks every time I try and— What am I supposed to do? Like, feels like, like every time I’m even slightly underground I— Can’t even go into a shop basement more without feeling that… (sniffs) hand. Every time I do, every time I get that panic just rising up my throat, I see him. He’s there. Not when I look properly, but just at the edge. The corner of my eye. Then he’s gone.
(MAG 142 - Scrutiny)
Since then, she said she’d been seeing that woman everywhere she went.
(MAG 6 - Worm Sex Episode Squirm)
✨ becoming what you hated ✨
No, but I have a lot of feelings on becoming a fear entity Avatar and the cycle of violence. Of how Avatars often only became Avatars because of previous trauma, because they had no other options. Of how they often don't see themselves as victims, for example Annabelle Cane describing herself as manipulative, even as she was a child trying to cope in an abusive household. And I think that Jon being like Jane Prentiss, following his victims like her, starting to understand her... that ties into those themes. I love this podcast <3.
MARTIN No, no, it’s— Thank you. I just— [Agitated clatter] For god’s sake, can he not just stay safe for like, like ten minutes?! DAISY I don’t think that’s an option for him anymore. MARTIN Yeah, I mean, sure. But he just… he doesn’t think! He always just immediately charges straight off into danger with whatever, whatever half-arsed plan occurs to him at the time! I don’t get it! DAISY What’s to get? MARTIN What? DAISY I, I mean, it’s pretty standard stuff. MARTIN What? DAISY Used to see it all the time back in the force, especially with the sectioned. Not like there’s ‘normal’ trauma, you know, but it’s pretty common. The most important thing becomes control, engaging on your own terms. Even when it’s stupid or dangerous. Anything to not feel helpless. MARTIN Oh god… DAISY And of course for Jon’s there’s survivor’s guilt in there too. He thinks he’s not human. Makes him very… self-destructive.
PODDED CAST!!
Thank you, Jonny.
Like hgnhhrnhhnr <3 yep. mhhnm there's another post that talks about the meaning of putting that in with scrutiny, I'll tag a mag a day in that.
Like! Aa! Thank you. Don't really have much to add, I mean I said a bunch in other episodes rambles, specifically the MAG 131, 132, and 136 ones.
I mean you know, the whole spider thing, a bit of his self-blame about... the end of season 4... could come from... if he's not to blame, then he didn't have any control, then all of this was out of his control. If he couldn't stop it, if Jimmy Magma's plan was that good then... well, then he was helpless, and there's nothing worse than being helpless.
in conclusion, disregard the above Jon did nothing wrong- no, he's... he doesn't get to be forgiven by Jess, by Floyd, by the others, not unless they choose to forgive him. But he can work on doing better, you know? He's allowed to not wallow in guilt the whole time, he's not irredeemable, he just did bad things -- bad things he can't fix -- but he can work on never doing those bad things again, on mitigating the damage as much as he can. He's not a bad person, just a person who did bad things.
I dunno, I'm more interested in the metaphysics side of philosophy. You know there's a branch of philosophy called metametaphysics? I think it's so funny.
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transsexdisco · 1 year
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redraw of silly goofy creepy jon that i posted on my main last year idk
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divorcemotif · 2 months
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thinking about the context & format of scrutiny as a literal harassment complaint—delivered to jon's workplace with all the official language of one—with the kind of unavoidable suggestion of sexual violence this episode, given jess' initial impression of him; the gender dynamic, his presence being an incursion into a specifically romantic setting; and what follows being an incredibly violating abuse of power. interested in her decision to go to the institute to complain, and ultimately the trauma & relative futility of that complaint from her perspective, as part of a wider commentary about the sort of. trap that is the idea of the institute's professional academic authority as a legitimizing force. i think there's this interesting angle to what the show has to say about power dynamics and abuses of power in general—and how they are acknowledged and framed by the systems that maintain them—within the depiction of the experience of this kind of corporate interaction on a more abstract horror level.
like the beginning of the show kind of satirizes the way that academic institutions police the value of information and the legitimacy of ppl’s perspectives, through jon’s insistence on his own rational objectivity in the face of all the supposed liars and mentally ill drug users he has to deal with: his entitlement, the fact he has the power to classify and dismiss the statements however he likes and the obvious unfairness of how he does so. the institute’s claim to objectivity & rationality is established early on as something jon is (to an ultimately limited degree) able to hide behind: his need to be taken seriously, his temporary comfort at the price of the arbitrary dismissal of the statement givers' experiences and the demonization of already stigmatized demographics, lol. and like. in scrutiny, I do think at least subconsciously, jon introducing himself with his position at the institute is a way of lessening the apparent severity of what he’s doing to assuage his own guilt, for the moment at least. invoking his position at an academic institution introduces a cover of professionalism to his purpose that serves to distance him from any personal or emotional implications of his actions—he’s not just some creep who’s accosted her at a cafe, he’s from the magnus institute, and he wants her story. what we hear of his pre-statement spiel, in this episode and to floyd matharu on the boat, is an echo of what he’s always said to the live subjects: the polite, professional coerciveness of his language—“whenever youre ready”, “thank you” at the end—made horrifying by the new context; suddenly almost “it is polite to knock”-esque in the way his words foster the illusion of free will while paving only one possible path for the victim. the horror is that the politeness doesnt seem in line with what he's doing, or what it feels like he's doing—a big part of jess' distress is self-doubt, that for all it felt creepy there’s very little concrete about it to justify how much she's been affected! she'd never even heard of the institute before this, but the job is done: she hopes that filing a complaint through an official channel with them will validate her experience as necessary to prompt some sort of action. she says she’s come because she doesn't think the police would take her seriously.
there's a kind of parallel thing in a lot of the early seasons statements where the subject's coming to the institute desperate for protection from whatever horror is threatening them and/or their loved ones. piecemeal, burnt offering; even when people have some preconceived disdain for the magnus institute (it's a running thing that the institute is widely held in some ridicule), it is the respectability & objectivity it purports that ultimately draws them in in their desperation. spurred by the idea that having their experience legitimized might elicit help, or just desperate to be heard and believed by someone in their isolation. but the institute doesnt actually help people, doesnt even explicitly claim to (what's the point in outright lying when you can manipulate people's assumptions with set dressing to achieve the same effect?). the purpose and design of the whole thing is fundamentally self-interested: there's no incentive for them to extend you any understanding or respect. the venue the employees are given to engage with visitors is as subjects, sorting through their most vulnerable moments for useful information and discarding the rest. like in terms of the vibes, it's always struck me that it's when martin tries to get her info down on a form that being at the institute gets to be too much for jess and she runs. consistently at the core of the eye's portrayal in tma is the passivity of the watcher: specifically as an individual in this kind of institutional context the horror becomes not just of having the details of your life known but of having them displayed through that dehumanizing academic lens, stripped of sensitivity and personal significance, presented completely dispassionately. you're sacrificing something of your personhood in pursuit of legitimacy and aid that you'll never be granted. scrutiny like all the statements ends with no closure or explanation for the statement giver, and the dramatic irony of the whole episode is that we know from the start the futility of trying to engage with the institute on its own terms. the consequences jon ultimately faces are all personal: there is no mechanism for him to be professionally punished in the way she imagines, and the institute she is coming to for help is the structure within which he gained the power to do what he did to her
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themysterioustaria · 1 month
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ah yes Martin and Daisy talking about Jon's suicidal tendencies
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