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cogentranting · 2 years

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Rating Non-Disney Animated Horse Designs

I’m back by popular demand/well not really but my optimism’s grand

A sequel to my Disney horse Rating post for all the other random non-Disney horses. Dreamworks, Bluesky, random cartoons, anything I could find. Featuring: Altivo, Spirit, some Barbie horses, and a few abominations.

Horse (Sing)

6/10 I don’t hate it and I feel like I should because it’s really hard to anthropomorphize horses that much without making them into the stuff of nightmares.

Shadowfax (The Lord of the Rings)

5/10 There’s nothing WRONG with him per se, but it’s SHADOWFAX. Lord of all horses. He should wow me, and he doesn’t. Check out Gandalf’s weird sock-boots though.

Hervé (Barbie as the Princess and the Pauper)

-6/10 Horses' mouths don’t look like that. Horses’ mouths should not look like that. This thing wants to eat human flesh but can’t because it has two solid curved huge teeth with no physical relationship with its jaw. Also this horse has the beginnings of male-pattern baldness.

Princess Brietta (Barbie and the Magic of Pegasus)

1/10 Her eyes are flat like they’ve been painted onto her socketless skull. And there’s something very off-putting about this shade of pink.

Beauty, Merry Legs, Ginger (Black Beauty)

4/10 Ginger isn’t ginger. That is not a sorrel horse. There’s ONE requirement. Beauty’s the best of the three which is I guess what counts.

Hans, Klaus and Greta (Ferdinand)

2/10 I hate them so much. The core design isn’t that bad but the way they move and pose is. No horse should make that face. The one on the left is stretched putty.

The Grand Chawhee (All Dogs Go to Heaven)

I know what you’re thinking-- “isn’t that a mule or a donkey of some sort?” No. He’s a racehorse. Maybe a thoroughbred. And it’s his birthday so the other horses let him win.

9/10

Stella (All Dogs Go to Heaven)

1/10 She gets one point for being nice to Chawhee. But she’s clearly some sort of alien giraffe hybrid.

Odette’s horse (Swan Princess)

7/10 Just a nice little palomino design.

That little shaggy pony (The Quest for Camelot)

12/10 Amazing. Look at the determination.

Buck (Barnyard)

2/10 See this is what that horse from Sing COULD have looked like.

The Horse in the Back, Not Klaus But I Couldn’t FInd a Better Picture (Klaus)

9/10 He matches his owner and I respect that

Leah (The Star)

4/10 This is horse is voiced by Kelly Clarkson. That has nothing to do with her rating, I just thought you should know.

(Starchaser: The Legend of Orin)

8/10 for both. I have questions but I do not want answers. It’s better this way.

Fred (Over the Garden Wall)

7/10 don’t love that his head is a different color than his body in a weird way but he looks neurotic and fun.

The Chariot Horses (Prince of Egypt)

8/10 I’ve just always liked these guys with their square faces and fun hats.

Altivo (The Road to El Dorado)

7/10 Look at the little curl in his mane. Good personality. A little too much “Dreamworks Face”

Donkey in Horse Form (Shrek 2? one of the Shreks)

3/10 Look at his face. I DREAD what he might have to say.

Esmeralda, Esperanza, Ernestina (Madgascar 3)

2/10 They’re coming for you. Coming to drag you into the Abyss.

Police Horse (Madagascar)

7/10 I like his face shape. Compare him to the Madgascar 3 horses-- look how much more identifiable as a horse he is.

Melvin (The Lorax)

10/10 He’s not a horse, but he’s so fluffy I love him.

Babieca (Puss in Boots)

4/10 This horse has dead eyes.

Onyx (Rise of the Guardians)

13/10 She’s the leader of the nightmares and I would fully support her terrorizing the dreams of children. I’m pretty sure she and her mares ate the boogie man. A true Girlboss.

Yi Min (Kung Fu Panda but I think just an online game)

-20/10 Just from a design perspective there’s far too much going on so it’s hard to even make it all out. Also I would have zero idea that this was a horse if the wiki page didn’t tell me it was. It has split hooves?

Spirit Jr. (Spirit: Riding Free)

8/10 Objectively I know the design is good but my heart rebels against this show’s existence.

Boomerang Thomas Stone (Spirit: Riding Free)

8/10 I’m not doing all the horses from this show but I had to throw him in because he’s cute and he has a middle and last name for some reason.

Horse (Centaurworld)

Why are there two distinctly different designs for her? This one gets a 9/10. The round one is like... a 5. All the other creatures in this show are eldritch abominations that will haunt me in my sleep now.

Esperanza and all the other horses from this movie (Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron)

10/10 No notes. Perfect horses.

Rain (Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron)

15/10 I don’t have a joke here I just really like the way they differentiated her and made her pretty without too much anthropomorphizing. I like that she has a roman nose. I like her feather.

Spirit (Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron)

100/10 He’s everything. He shaped me as a person. No other animated horse can compare.

#horses #long post #spirit stallion of the cimarron #dreamworks #animation #sing #madagascar #all dogs go to heaven #centaurworld #over the garden wall #rise of the guardians #the lorax #the road to el dorado #altivo #that's not ALL of the non-Disney horses clearly but it's a pretty good sampling

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pebblume · 5 months

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hold fast, brave the storm

phone wallpaper version^^

#percy jackson #pjo #pjo tv show #pjo series #percy series #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson and the olympians #percy pjo #walker scobell #virginia kull #my art #percy jackson disney+#pjo disney+#pjo fanart #percy jackson fanart #the lightning thief #the spirit of percy jackson possessed me for five hours and somehow i ended up with this

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autism-alley · 4 months

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look obviously i don’t know the guy but i feel like 2009 rick riordan would fist fight 2024 rick riordan

#or at least send him a strongly worded email like he did to the production of the movies #my man you already wrote the story #the movies committed the sin of sexing up his children’s story #now the show is committing the sin of removing the story’s spirit #if that sounds dramatic to you. same but once i thought about it? yeah.#i rly fucking hope disney is more to blame than rick but the show is not automatically above criticism bc rick is involved #and i am just being silly with this post but i am itching to post my own critiques #i have been rb’ing critiques i agree with so i won’t repeat those but i have points of my own to make #percy jackson #pjo #pjo tv show #pjo show crit #percy jackson disney+#percy jackson and the olympians #rick riordan #ris raves

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fabledcreations · 8 days

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After not touching this for months, I've spent the past 2 weeks straight (working on nothing but this) to get it finished- I'm very glad to be done with it, but happy I picked it up and wanted to share it here! The title of this one is "Rest your heart in mine." Tried to focus on giving off a 'warm/fuzzy' feeling.

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kirain · 1 year

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vbused · 14 days

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Mentally I’m here

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mieczyslawn · 20 days

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⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ★ . . . disney movies

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brolasuite · 5 months

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#milo manheim #icons #milo manheim icons #boys icons #random icons #zombies icons #zombies movie #zombies disney #icons milo manheim #milo manheim icon #icons without psd #school spirits #meg donnelly

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chiosblog · 1 year

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Dreamworks is making the best straight couples for real

#disney has everything to learn here #dreamworks #prince of egypt #sinbad legend of the seven seas #el dorado #shrek #puss in boots #madagascar #spirit #megamind #how to train your dragon #dreamworks rule #i really want to add tixpo too but it's not canon yet aaa

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nataliealynlind · 4 months

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Milo Manheim

via Instagram | Sept. 12, 2022

#milo manheim #milo manheim edit #mmanheimedit #milomanheimedit #**#my edit #disney zombies #zombies #school spirits

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inamindfarfaraway · 4 months

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I love reimagining Sofia the First episodes where Elena is inside the Amulet of Avalor from her perspective. You’re a sixteen-year-old heir to the throne trapped in a gemstone as a disembodied spirit with murdered parents, living family still in danger, a colonized country in need of liberation and untreated PTSD who nobody around you even knows exist. This has been your life for thirty-nine years by the time you finally find someone who might have the potential to free you. But first, you have to help her grow as a person. And all of these shenanigans keep happening. What was she thinking the whole time?

Sofia: (boasting to her friends about getting to sing the Enchancian anthem)

Elena: Oh my God, shut up. You sound like Esteban, and not in a good way.

Elena, a teenager and older sibling who hasn’t had the chance to tease anyone in roughly four decades: So… you’re expected to sing in front of a huge crowd tomorrow? Would be a shame. If something were to. Happen.

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Amber: (deceives and manipulates Sofia and steals her amulet for personal gain)

Elena: You fucking brat! How dare you take advantage of your own sister’s trust after she’s been nothing but kind to you? Don’t you know how lucky you are? I would do anything to be able to just see my little sister again, talk to her, hug her, know that she’s safe and okay, let alone make her happy myself. You have so much, but you’re too spoiled rotten to appreciate it. You mistreat your family? Fine. Let’s see how you like them being threatened by an evil sorceress trying to take over your kingdom! ‘Cause trust me, it isn’t fun. Learn to be selfless or lose everything you’ve ever had! A BITCH FOR A BITCH!

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Ivy: (takes the amulet to destroy it, which would kill Elena)

Elena: Shit.

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Cedric: (deceives and manipulates Sofia and steals her amulet for personal gain)

Elena, who’s been onto him since day one, but feels completely unthreatened: You could be coveting any source of powerful magic, but no, you want the only one that you already know has a moral compass and will curse you for doing wrong. Genuine question: what are you doing with your life? I’m just gonna give you literal sticky fingers, and I’ll revoke that if you’re nice. You obviously don’t need much help to fail.

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Miranda and Roland: (have sweet, bond-affirming moments with their children as good parents)

Elena: Aw, that’s nice. That’s - that’s nice. I’m fine.

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Sofia: (is ten)

Elena: I’m so proud of Sofia. I think it’s time to enlist her to release me. Now how can I communicate that? Visions of Shuriki killing my parents and trying to kill me will get her started, right?

#GIVE US THE ELENA COMMENTARY DISNEY #‘elena reacts to sofia the first’ and her spirit in the amulet is pictured in a box at the corner of the screen #but it’s only what’s visible to her #so she doesn’t even have all the context #at the time summoning princess ivy feels very excessive #but then we meet elena and she’s absolutely hot-tempered and impulsive enough to punish a petty ten-year-old like that #sofia the first #elena of avalor #princess sofia #sofia balthazar #elena castillo flores #princess elena

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whoopsyeahokay · 20 days

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October Sun

summary: Wally had sequestered himself away to go through the notes you'd sweetly written for him, but, alas, there hadn't been such thing as complete privacy for the ghosts of Split River High since they'd died. Still, that time, the interruption hadn't been without it's benefits.

pairing: Wally Clark x fem!reader

warnings: eventual smutty smut smut. and mad spoilers. and obvious Canon divergence.

thank you for your patience, guys! 🫶

bon reading, frens

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OCTOBER SUN pt.14

Wally sat behind the teacher's desk in an empty classroom, the folder of notes you'd written for him open in his lap, and a cup of lukewarm black coffee at his elbow. The papers he'd read through were fanned across the desk in no particular order, a compilation of documents substantiating what a fucking trainwreck of a ghost he was.

In Betweens were vision-blurring enough: Liminal spaces between denser dimensions that had something to do with a soul's chemistry and energy and other terminology Wally had difficulty making sense of. People who shared particular traits or ancestry swam the same interdimensional streams. For example, you'd written, you could see and interact with your great-aunt and other members on your family tree, but those from other soul families, who moved in their own circles, entered different In Betweens and, Christ Almighty, what did it even mean to have a soul anymore?

Ghosts could enter those spaces at will. Didn't matter who they did or didn't share a connection to. They could gather around the same water cooler and talk about the weather in whatever In Between they chose due to a lack of Tether (aka: a body—the thing that kept you bound to the living world).

And then there was a whole page on time which clarified why it'd felt as though only twenty minutes had passed in the theater last night instead of the hours it'd actually been.

Wally learned time moved in stops and starts outside of the living world. Why had it never occurred to him that the length of his nights and days depended on what he did to occupy himself?

"How do we not know any of this?" He muttered, pressing his fingertips into his sockets to massage his sore eyes.

He and the others were officially the worst ghosts in the history of stuck-around spirits—which, oh yeah, was another Thing: Ghosts had options, they could move along (i.e. cross over, and wasn't that a formidable concept) or they could, as the turn of phrase suggested, stick around. Fun fact: it was supposed to be a choice.

Ghost were supposed to, on a whim, sayonara out of the metaphysical world and hop, skip, jump onto the next level of deadness. Another plain set even further apart from the living world that those with a Tether couldn't access and those who stuck around couldn't perceive.

Your notes didn't specify where ghosts crossed over to, but you'd scribbled a whole section on how that plain of existence was weirdly more interactive with the living, even toward those who weren't born into magic-inclined bloodlines.

'It's a bit of a one-way street,' You'd scripted, 'Think of it like memories that become perfectly timed gusts of wind or a loved one's favorite song suddenly coming on the radio or randomly finding something you lost right as you think of them...'

In conclusion, the living could invoke the crossed-over and the crossed-over could reach out to reassure the living. Everything was connected. Worlds existed above, below, beside, within other worlds. Manifestation, and karma, and yin and yang had meaning. These are the droids you're looking for. And Wally was a few inches closer to understanding how he fit into the grand scheme of things. Yippee.

He couldn't help but ponder Janet who'd triumphantly moved on the week before. Of all of them, Wally had been surprised she'd been the first to cross over. Not to say she hadn't deserved to, but she hadn't exactly been a pillar of inspiration within the Afterlife Support Group. Kept herself to herself, quiet to the degree that Rhonda had suspected Janet hadn't been socialized as a child.

The few facts she'd shared had been less about herself and more about her pageant of siblings or her gal pal, Virginia J (as opposed to Virginia P, whose name had made Janet's jaw tick).

Apart from Mr. Martin, Janet had been the longest standing ghost in their haunt. Yet, even after years under Mr. Martin's gentle parenting, it'd taken until last Friday for Janet to finally go into the light.

Wally winced against the first throb of a headache building behind his eyes. An impression more than true pain; like muscle memory, his materialized soul remembering what to do when he overloaded his brain with information.

Maybe it'd taken so long because, unlike the ghosts you'd written about—the ones who could level up whenever they wanted—Wally and the others were trapped. Something chaining them to Split River High's metaphysical structure.

Were curses real?

Wally shuffled through the papers he had yet to go through, scanning quickly to find words that would support the idea. If ghosts were real, and astral projection, and glowing eyes and cosmic connections and In Betweens, surely curses weren't unreasonable.

"What're you doing?" A slightly accented voice cut the silence, jolting Wally back into the present.

"Ah!" Wally dropped the papers into his lap and, without thinking it through, folded over the spread on the desk, arms wide, upper body hiding very little except what was directly beneath him. "Nothing!"

Ajay raised an eyebrow. Not saying a word, he reached out and extracted a single piece of paper, thumb and forefinger lifting it by the corner as if it was contaminated.

Immediately, Wally grabbed it out of Ajay's grasp, sweeping it and the other papers into a messy pile that he then shoved into the folder. Before Ajay could ask what the very hell, Wally opened the bottom desk drawer, dropped the folder in and then kicked the drawer closed with a bang.

Ajay didn't falter, impassive, expression transmitting how ridiculous he found the situation.

"So," He began, perching himself on the corner of the desk. A grin spread across his mouth, turned sharp and wicked as he leveled Wally with a look that said, I know everything. Which apparently, Ajay did. "She finally gave you some answers, huh?"

Time screeched to a halt, brakes on a bullet train, and Wally scrambled to get his brain back online before he spontaneously combusted because, ever so sorry, but what the utmost fuck?

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Wally attempted, but, again, he was a miserable liar. His frown was too deep, his shoulders too high, his lips clamped shut the way they did when he feigned ignorance.

"Girlie with the third eye?" Ajay said, rolling a hand, then he chuckled, "Don't worry, man, we know about her."

Wally dropped the Z-List worthy act as the rug pulled out from under him. "She told you?"

"No, no, no, nothing like that." Ajay replied. "She's just really bad at hiding it."

"She is?" Wally wasn't so sure. Recent events notwithstanding, he'd tried and failed your sophomore year to out you. You'd put on an incredibly convincing front of having no clue Wally was there.

When Wally glanced back at Ajay, his expression had flattened.

"Bro."

"What?!" Wally lifted and dropped his arms, "I don't think she's that obvious. Does Mr. Martin know? Rhonda?" Because, seriously, if Rhonda knew, she would've been all over you in seconds, demanding answers and roping you into getting Rhonda the fuck out of there. "Charley?"

"As far as I know," Ajay said, "Only me, Bernie, and Katelynn figured it out. And Mina."

Wally stared at Ajay with wide eyes and the cusp of a pout, "You talk to Mina?"

Ajay cleared his throat, gaze knocking this way and that, a nervous edge to his demeanor. A flush rose from his neck to his cheeks and, wow, Wally hadn't been any the wiser. What the hell else was he missing?

"Back it up, buddy. You and Mina?"

"What?" Ajay glared without heat, "You and that chick with a heartbeat?"

Wally raised his hands placatingly, "No judgement, man, I'm just surprised! You never told me." And then Wally registered, "H o w does Mina know?"

"She saw you guys making out in the theater last night."

Damn. You really were bad at hiding your abilities.

"Her sister was much better at keeping things on the DL." Ajay said in a disappointed parent of a tone.

"Her sister went here?"

Ajay's eyes narrowed, "Don't you two talk when you're together? Or is it all just tonsil hockey and hand jobs?"

"Hey!" Wally leaned forward and smacked Ajay on the shoulder, "Don't be gross, dude. It's not like that." He resettled, arms crossed, ankle rested on his knee, "We basically just met yesterday. Haven't had a chance to swap childhoods yet."

"Obviously that's the reason." Ajay gathered himself up on the desk more fully, sitting cross-legged with his elbows on his knees. "Her sister was here way back in the day. Graduated the year before Katelynn died."

Wally did the math, "Jeez, that's an age gap." He looked at Ajay, "She can see ghosts, too?"

"Naw, but she can feel us." He snickered, "Apparently the Golden Rule didn't apply to her—" Ah yes, the don't tell anyone you can see ghosts, including the ghosts rule you'd mentioned. Apparently it had been a warning your great-aunt had imparted as soon as you'd been pushed out of the womb. "—She'd even bring me food from my culture once in awhile."

Ajay seemed to drift into the fond memory, all dreamy smile and faraway eyes. Then he came back to himself and fixed Wally with a determined look, "You can get your girlfriend to do it."

"I'll...see what I can do...?"

"That's the right answer, my friend."

Wally was still totally lost, "What do you mean feel us?"

"She's an empath." Ajay explained. "She could feel how I felt, sort of map out who I was based on her senses. Apparently, when I think of home, the air smells like my mother's biriyani." He snorted, flapped a hand to move himself along, and then said, "She couldn't hear me, but she'd talk to me sometimes when there was no one around."

"That's a trip."

"Yeah. But it was cool. She helped me feel less...alone."

Wally had had no idea Ajay had ever felt lonely. Granted, the guy was as reserved as he was a certified genius. Though not as withdrawn as Janet had been, he rarely opened up. Preferred to be the one who listened than the one who did the talking.

There had been a short section of time when he'd been more forthcoming about his personal life, his life before, and now that Wally could construct the timeline, it fit within the span when your sister would've attended Split River High.

Amused, Wally sniggered to himself. After all the grief your family had supposedly given you about keeping your abilities a secret, they'd sure as hell managed to weave themselves into the fabric of the metaphysical world so thoroughly, the Golden Rule might as well have never existed.

Was that the stuff irony was made of?

Wally and Ajay sat in companionable silence for a moment as Wally collected his thoughts. He wondered if Ajay had ever felt the things Wally had about being stuck in the high school. After stringing together the right words, Wally asked him as much and wasn't surprised to learn that, yep, Ajay had felt it as well. As if he'd been reeled back to autoshop like a fish on a hook.

"She think she can fix it?" Ajay asked, picking at a thread on the in-seam of his coveralls.

"She's going to look into it." Wally replied as he ran his hands through his hair. "Hey, uhm, Ajay?" He sucked in then released his lower lip, unable to look Ajay in the eye, "You aren't gonna tell anyone, are you?"

"I've spent the last twenty years not telling you about her sister, didn't I?"

"And then you told me." Wally pointed out.

"Yeah, but only because I know you've been making out with the Baby Ghost Buster."

"I'm telling her you called her that."

Ajay laughed, "Be my guest, bro," and spun off the desk, "Come on, it's almost time for Group. Mr. Martin wants to start planning for the weekend." He twirled his finger like an unenthusiastic noisemaker.

Wally stood, hesitated momentarily as he grabbed his coffee mug and stared at the closed desk drawer. He wouldn't bring the folder to Group, of course, but he wondered whether he should broach some of the subjects within its pages. Predominantly how Mr. Martin had been able to help Janet cross over when it felt like the school itself was working against them.

Wally had known Ajay was perceptive, but today he was proving himself to be on the verge of telepathic.

"I wouldn't tell Mr. Martin anything." He disclosed warily, and Wally saw him looking at the drawer before he glanced back up, "Not until your girl gives you the okay."

It was a relief to know Ajay had your back without Wally asking. And it was also kind of nice to know that he had someone to talk to about the insane amount of what the fuckery he'd learned in the last 24hrs.

But before he gave anything away, Wally needed to be sure, "Mina won't say anything, will she?"

"She wouldn't. But if it'll make you more comfortable, I'll ask her myself not to ."

Wally clapped Ajay on the back, "Thanks, man."

As they strolled toward the gym, Wally enlightened Ajay to how things had developed in the last couple of days, a pressure in his chest dislodging with every step. At some point, he'd have to tell you about Ajay, it was the right thing to do. But, for now, Wally simply allowed himself to lean on his friend for support and untangle the knots he hadn't been willing to acknowledge he'd worked himself into.

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PART THIRTEEN

note: updates might be a little sporadic until i'm back home, my loves ✨ it's been really difficult to get into the right headspace in an environment i'm not 100% familiar with. i have all the ideas but none of the comfort 🥹 next update should be Thursday next week (if i don't get the chance to write over the weekend)!

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