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Eorzean Wrestling Federation (EWF)
Real New York Pigeon here with another exciting Eorzean event review! Violence, action, and excitement are on the table this time.
Last night, I had the pleasure of attending the 3rd show in the Eorzean Wrestling Federation’s debut season. I guarantee this is what all your coworkers will be talking about today at the water cooler! Read on to get the scoop.
While I did attend the previous show, the absolute insanity of show 3 prompted me to finally get off my feathered butt and do a write-up. I will preface this by saying I haven’t watched wrestling since my days as a young pigeon peeking into LES apartment windows, and honestly the reincarnation process knocks a few memories into oblivion. Fortunately, I’m not sure if Eorzea had wrestling before the EWF, so it seems both the EWF and I are “winging” it. HA HA HA.
For a bit of context, “wrestling” in this sense refers to the characters and storylines created via theatrical fights. There is a thin veil of feigned reality, but it is very different from your standard pit fights. Risk of death, dismemberment, and bloodspray are low-to-none (for both fighters and audience). Other than the fantasy violence and swearing, EWF events are a perfect place to take your older children or teens. They will absolutely love the pageantry and over-the-top personalities. Get to the venue early, as it will fill to capacity quickly. There is no fee for entry. Tell the kids it’s all real.
Summarizing the shows themselves is difficult. There is a special magic created by the chaotic energy of both wrestlers and fans; the fighters attempt to spin a tale of magic and violence, treachery and brotherhood, all set to heart-pounding music, while the fans scream their bloodthirsty desires. Imagine the thrill of Ul’dah’s bloodsands but with no killing! You can see your favorite fighter walk right out the door and return, mostly unharmed, for their next match. I did not encounter any official betting on matches, but due to the entertainment nature, I would recommend against it. I won’t say they are entirely scripted, but I will always recommend NOT involving your own funds in a Don Coconero event. The house always wins.
You can find more information about the EWF, and it’s remaining scheduled matches here: https://eorzeanwrestling.carrd.co/ It’s a shame there is no roster, as the wrestlers are varied and creative (pigeon faves: Captain, Orange Coeurl) but I will be looking forward to the last two matches and a hopefully second season.
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dat-paw · 3 years
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leveling pld soon! thought i’d motivate myself by trying out glams…
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thinkin’ about blitzball.
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🐊IT’S FAT TAIL FRIDAY, POST THOSE FAT TAILS🐊
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🐊IT’S FAT TAIL FRIDAY, POST THOSE FAT TAILS🐊
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job class observations.
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really makes you think.
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she puts up with a lot.
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I love watching two people who can just fight perfectly together, and was like ‘how would you translate this to D&D?’ This is the first attempt, will probably take some tweaking to make it valuble but not overpowered. 
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Out: catboys
In: catbros
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𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘴, 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘥.
𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙡𝙤𝙙𝙚?
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the underworld calls them “the twins,” despite the fact that they bear little resemblance to one another, and claim no actual family relation.
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the operator and the field agent
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the operator and the field agent
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the operator and the field agent
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i want to talk a little about my time on twitter over the past year, for the sake of sorting out my feelings on the experience and how i want things to be going forward
some of you who know me personally know that the nature of my career was such that i did not keep regular hours- couldn’t keep them, really. this essentially left me unable to interact with the FFXIV community at large in any consistent way. having never really known anything else, i was okay with that. i had my blog here on tumblr, and i had my small circle of close friends who i kept in touch with in game and on discord. that was fine.
when c19 hit, my job changed practically overnight. i won’t get into the details here, except to say that i was very fortunate. the kind of work i was doing changed, and suddenly my schedule became consistent. for the first time in my life, i was working a 9-to-5, Monday-to-Friday routine. it was stability unlike any i’d ever experienced as a millennial in the workforce. this level of stability gave me a sense of freedom, and with that freedom, i decided to try something new. i’d heard about large parts of the FFXIV community heading to twitter after the mass exodus that followed the Great Tumblr De-Sexification. with some trepidation, i followed.
i’d only used twitter sparingly before that. i didn’t have a clear understanding of how the platform really worked, or how best to use it. there was a rather large learning curve, but the sheer size of the FFXIV community there encouraged me to stick with it. for the first time in a long time, i felt like i was really connecting with other players. it felt much more personal than my blog had, and i liked that feeling.
it didn’t take me long to pick up the basics. twitter wasn’t very good for pictures, video, audio, or even just simple writing... but it was great for shouting brief, snappy soundbites into the void, and if you could do that in a way that funny, you could build a following relatively easily. i found my niche and nurtured it well. my gimmick- typing every tweet in all capital letters, “to make sure you can hear me over the Internet”- was well-received.
i guess this is probably just another case of me being late to the party on something everyone else already knew, but i pretty quickly got addicted to that endorphin rush of tweeting something and watching the numbers go up. but as much as i was enjoying my growing notoriety as FFXIV twitter’s resident shitposter, it was getting harder and harder to ignore how volatile the community could sometimes be
i’m not going to lay this at the feet of the FFXIV community, at least not wholly. anyone who’s been part of it for any length of time can tell you that it’s about as susceptible to the same pitfalls as any large fandom tends to be. there’s a specific kind of culture on twitter, though- it’s a very personal, violently angry kind of culture. simple disputes over fiction would escalate into moral crusades that sometimes had real and extremely damaging consequences.
this has been written about elsewhere far more eloquently than i can express, i’m sure, but after awhile, i began to realize that twitter, as a platform, thrives on this kind of negative engagement. due to how it limits other forms of media, and the way its timeline algorithm works, vitriol is the only content that can truly succeed there. it’s true of the whole site, and no less true for FFXIV, where dogpiling was something that happened with frightening regularity.
i was prepared to ignore it. i saw that it was a problem, and i think in my heart of hearts i knew that the rapidly escalating tension was eventually going to become too much for me to bear, but to be frank, i was addicted. i was addicted to the cycle of getting likes and retweets, and i was addicted to the negativity. i was ready to turn a blind eye and act as though i was above it all, so long as i got my fix
it was only once the problem came home for me that i kind of got shaken out of my trance and realized i needed to change things. i’m not going to go into details here, either, other than to say that my significant other became the target of one of FFXIV twitter’s frequent dogpiles, and i couldn’t stand to see her treated that way. it had to end. it had to stop. so i did.
and now i’m back on tumblr again, for the sake of having a space to express myself creatively.
it’s a weird feeling, coming back to this after being away so long. but it’s comfortable, like an old sweater that still fits. i missed it.
anyway, that’s my story. again, no real driving point behind me posting it here, other than me sorting out my feelings and getting them all down on paper, so to speak.
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dat-paw · 3 years
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at long last.
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