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purgemarchlockdown · 8 months

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Magic as a TV Show

(CWs: Child Abuse, Cults) (Edit: Did some light editing, still a bit messy but should be fine now)

So, it's not a secret that I'm a big fan of Magic. It's my favorite T1 MV and one of my favorite Milgram MVs in general. Even before Purge March I'd re-watch it over and over again just because I liked it so much.

One of my favorite things about it is the way the visual language and symbolism develops over it's runtime, and with Purge March it's gotten ever better so lets talk about it!

Based on True Events

So, Magic is the very cheery TV Show that is based on the horrors going on backstage, and it's also aware of it's own fictional nature. It ends with the real Amane watching the show. It knows it's a world created by a 12 year old who wants to be Good.

This causes something interesting when viewing it's imagery. As Magic depiction of events can be both very literal and very metaphorical at the same time.

For example: Something that surprised most people (including myself) is the cat being real, and while it is representative of Something (which we will get to) it is very much an actual cat that was killed.

Magic plays with what is real and what is fictional very loosely, and while certain things Happen in the real world, you can't really separate the real from the fictional here. It's too interconnected with each other and the imagery would lose it's impact if you did separate them.

So with that established it's visual analysis time!

The Set

So Magic is set in one place for the majority of it's runtime. This set! Which resembles a lot of educational kid's tv programs, usually ones for preschool and under.

Here's are sets from an early season of Hi-5 and Imagination Movers to compare.

You can see the similarities, it's heavy on bright colors and wacky designs, the logo of the show is plastered Somewhere you can easily see, and only some of the props can actually be used!

These two examples are also very music based. Both of them being shows starring children's musical groups.

The animals here (except for the Cat which is in a Complicated situation) are probably representative of the audience. The other people of the cult being taught along with Amane.

Audience Participation is a big thing for shows like this, you'll see them perform with a bunch of children on the side cheering and dancing. It's a fun time for everyone!

Going back to the set, while the main set only has the colorful stage we do see a few props in Magic. You can see a Choir book right here so the group can sing.

A Whiteboard to teach.

A Donation box to show your generosity.

And...

A Game Show Stage to see if you understood the lesson.

Age Rating

I've talked...extensively before on how Pain is handled in Magic and while that post is outdated because I posted it right before Purge March a lot of it still stands to some extent.

Amane's pain in Magic is downplayed in Magic, it's nothing serious. Even though this pain is something Inflicted Onto Amane Physically by Gatacha.

I was going to talk a bit about corporeal punishment in Japan before realizing that this isn't even something that is considered a punishment. It's just a finger flick. This is something your older brother does to you cause he thinks its funny. It's the lightest possible kind of "punishment" there is.

This makes Amane's reaction to it seem silly. An Overreaction to something that isn't even that bad. She has cartoonish swirls and falls over dramatically. It's...Immature of her to react like this.

Even though we know these are injuries are much more serious than they are shown here. Magic doesn't portray them as serious, and also portrays Amane as Immature for acting like this.

Which points to something interesting, as I said this show resembles a preschool show and it's strange that twelve year old Amane Momose, almost a teenager Amane Momose, is existing in a world like this.

It gets even weirder when we consider that, while Amane most likely hasn't been exposed to much media her mind still conjures up a marching band in Purge March and she talks very "adult" in both her VDs and hates it when people treat her like a child.

Not only that, but Amane Momose in both Purge March And Magic is drawn visibly older than she actually is.

It's not the easiest to see because I can't find a good picture but you can see it in just the face shape. Outside of Magic and Purge March Amane's face is more squishy, with less defined cheeks and bigger, rounder eyes. While Magic and Purge March have her face be more defined and her eyes smaller and sharper. Making her look more like a young teenager rather than the seven year old. She's even called Big Sister Amane in Magic's credits.

If Amane Momose's mind is depicting her as older than she actually is, and Amane Momose outside of it acts very "adult" and hates it when people treat her like a child. Why then does Magic portray her actions as immature? Why is she put in the spot of a preschooler learning from their teachers?

Why is Amane Momose, in her mind, stuck in a preschool show?

Well, there's two layers to this.

First of all, Good preschool shows are usually very empathetic to the kids watching them and good preschool shows don't patronize or talk down to the viewers.

Even if the problem is seemingly irrational or nonsensical.

It's important to be empathetic with your viewers.

And to treat it their problems and issues with respect and understanding.

A concept that would be very appealing to Amane Momose, person who gets tortured for even showing a smidge of "impurity."

Second, why...wouldn't Amane Momose be portrayed as the preschooler learning here? She's the one constantly messing up, still not a good girl even though she should have learned by now. She's immature by the standards of her cult.

She's the perfect actor for this role, a girl that cannot be a good girl but wants to be.

Only if, only if, only if I could be a good girl I hope, I hope everyone can be happy and smile Forever, forever together would be a dream

The big sister that everyone can learn from, a character who has to learn from the older more experienced folk in the cast before becoming like them. The one who fails so that everyone else can learn.

This is the role Amane Momose has given herself.

Well...that and one other thing.

Cast

Will I ever get over the cat parallels?

The answer is no, but ignoring that, Amane has gotten two acting roles! The cat here is both the actual Purge March cat but is representative of Amane. As seen by how the injuries on the cat are her injuries in Magic and Purge March and how the cat gets directly paralleled with her in shots. This cat is, for all intents and purposes, both The Cat and Amane.

This gives the scene where Amane helps the cat a neat double meaning. Amane is helping the cat but it's also symbolically her helping herself...and failing.

Because Your not supposed to escape your trial.

Amane: Both pain and illness are trials.

This is one of the worst things you can do.

Amane: According to our teachings, those who run from them are the worst evil there is. That’s one of the four great principles. No matter who you are, that cannot be forgiven.

Your especially not supposed to steal those trials away.

Amane: Oh – speaking of which, there is one among the prisoners right now. An evil existence that’s trying to steal people’s trials away from them.

The cat is Amane's sinful desires to escape pain and help people, because that's Bad Apparently. She is cast as both the sinner and the thing that tempts people to sin. The corruptive force and the one who falls for it.

If were talking TV: She's the one in those 90s PSA episodes who gets Wrapped up in a Bad Thing and also the person who's the gateway to the Bad Thing.

(Blueepink has a wonderful addition to one of my posts over here which elaborates on this and is what made me realize it in the first place. Go read it she talks about some fun animal symbolism in it!)

Amane does however redeem herself in the end. You can always learn to be better after all. Even if you are the Worst Girl.

But you can't get rid of the devil that easily, she had some help!

(You can't get rid of the devil that easily in general, but it's nice to imagine you could-)

Let's talk about the mascots!

And Crew

So as people have noted each mascot corresponds to one of the doctrines.

In Magic introduction order we have:

Gachata- ’Tis ordained, thou shall stay thine course, then perish Yuri- ’Tis ordained, thou shall deliver unto those thou believest in Gozake -’Tis ordained, thou shall discard vulgarity Riyone- ’Tis ordained, thou shall follow thine destiny

(Fun fact: The doctrines are introduced opposite to how the mascots are introduced in Purge March. I don't know what this means but it certainly is interesting)

Like a lot of children's tv show groups, each mascot seems to be focused on a specific task/idea.

Gachata is Teaching Yuri is Donations Gozake is Choir And Riyone is Complicated

Each design reflects this in one way or another. Gachata is a robot because robots are associated with being smart and logical. Yuri's clothes are patched up and he's wearing a bin making him look, well poor. Gozake is in priest's wear and has a Conductor's Baton and Riyone...

Well, she has bandage ears. But that's a weird design choice isn't it? Especially since the cult is so against medicine, or more accurately against escaping pain, that Wrapping a Handkerchief around a cat's leg is considered wrong.

Amane literally wants to kill Shidou Right Now for violating that rule...so why does Riyone have bandages?

The answer is she doesn't, this is Magic Exclusive Design Choice.

Here is the best picture of Riyone I Could get in Purge March.

These are not the same ears, their rounder and smaller and don't have the bandage holes at the end.

Do you know what else is weird about Riyone?

This sequence.

Because as Amane has stated in the T2 VD, your not supposed to run from pain.

So why is Riyone suggesting healing the cat's physical injury through prayer?

Especially since, presumably, the rule about pain is under her. She's the one representing it.

Well, this is Amane's fictional TV show. The one she's writing to bring herself comfort. Why Wouldn't she want Riyone to be a healer who could stop the pain?

You will note that this gives extra responsibility onto Amane for not following what is the obvious Good Action. Healing the Cat with Prayer would have Fixed everything but she had to go Too Far and needed to be taught a Lesson and now the cat is Gone.

Riyone is also paralleled with her mom.

This is probably due to the rule she's associated with, as that's the rule her mom punished Amane for breaking and the rule Amane punished her for breaking.

Amane has Not acknowledged that what was done to her was Wrong, she has just acknowledged the hypocrisy of the action. Riyone is portrayed as right for punishing her since it Is her doctrine she broke, while her mom is portrayed as wrong because she was not able to live up to her own standards.

This is probably why Riyone doesn't disappear in the end. As said above, Magic plays very fast and loose with what is real and what is metaphorical. Riyone represents her mom Yes but She's more representative of the rule, a rule that Amane still (wants to) believe in it.

For now at least.

Lighting

So I haven't mentioned the stage light yet even though it's a really important part of it, it's what sets off the chain of events that end in Winged Amane. It's the most real looking thing in this entire MV.

In a move I will find funny forever, this is one of the few things in Magic that doesn't seem to be connected to any specific real world event, object, or person. This stage light is most likely, purely a metaphor.

The way it disguise its nature is really interesting to me. Magic is so obviously fictional and fantasized that the real looking stage light stands out, especially since it hurts The Cat. It's unexpected and concerning, it feels out of place in this cheery world.

Except, I've mentioned it multiple times now that Magic plays fast and loose with the boundaries of fiction and reality. Magic is a show and it knows it. This Stage light was always apart of it's visual identity as a show.

This Stage light is the most obvious Show element out of everything. It's the lighting AND the inciting incident. An important backstage element and an important story element all wrapped up into one light.

This is also probably a reference to an early scene in the Truman Show.

The light falling is one of the first things that clues Truman to the nature of his world. It's the inciting incident because Truman starts noticing more strange things happening in his town, and an important backstage element, a star in the sky.

Plus, the stagelight was already breaking when we see it in Magic, we can see it flicker for a few seconds before falling.

It wasn't sabotaged with the intent to hurt. The light of this world is Literally Breaking. This image of stable happiness was never going to last forever and has probably been broken multiple times in the past.

It just so happened that The Cat was the one it fell on-top of this time.

Audience

I would go into more costuming or the storybook sequences in Magic if this post wasn't already so long. I think Magic is a deeply interesting MV and honestly it doesn't even feel like I'm scratching its surface sometimes.

I sometimes call it Amane Momose's self-insert hurt/comfort fix-it-fic because that really is what Magic is. It's her fix-it fic. Her TV series. Her maladaptive daydream that makes her feel like she still Has Something to hold onto.

Even I can say "I'm sorry" Even I have hope I swear! I'm going to be a good girl now! That's it!

This is actually something she shares a bit with Fuuta but if we talked about those parallels we would be here forever and it's also very much out of the scope of this post.

But, as I mentioned, we see Amane watching it at the end. She's an audience member for her own show, detached from all the silly, empathetic, understanding, fun events going on in that world.

Amane Momose is Very Aware that the world she wants isn't real.

But even so, that Want for it to be real is going to bleed into everything.

#milgram #amane momose #008 #milgram amane #milgram meta #milgram analysis #cw child abuse #cw cults #I COULD GO ON ABOUT HOW PURGE MARCH TREATS ITS FICTION BUT THAT WOULD MAKE THIS SO LONG-#SOMETHING SOMETHING 'IN PURGE MARCH THE FICTION BLEEDS INTO REALITY!' SOMETHING #ITS INTERESTING BUT I WANT THIS OUT OF MY DRAFTS ITS BEEN HERE FOR A WEEK #ALSO I CONDONE THIS MURDER BTW I THINK SHE SHOULD OF KILLED EARLIER-#IM JUST SAYING THAT THE FICTIONAL AMANE IS INDICATIVE OF A DEEPER ISSUE HERE #LIKE THE ACT OF VIOLENCE IS SOMETHING SO CATHARTIC THAT AMANE CANT IMAGINE IT AS SOMETHING SHE DID-#im not writing the post in the tags here

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bonefall · 1 year

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Why doesn't Blossom just. leave? Idk if that sounds weird since you have talked about how the clans essentially function like a cult (although this was in reference to starclan), but if Blossom feels so completely isolated and shut off, why not just. Run away.

Blossom literally gets told 'no one cares about you, why not just disappear?", and the clan does NOTHING to say otherwise, and their silence is basically agreement. Suicide tw, to someone who is already at their lowest, or just climbing out of it at least, that line could have horrible implications- you dont matter, just fade away, no one would notice, etc. Idk if that was intended (ashfur seems like the kind of asshole who would intend it but i dont think you intended it), but. yeah its horrible.

Since im believing it wasn't intended, maybe change it? Emptycry could work (instead of 'no one cares, you're a waste of space' its 'your words are empty, be quiet'), or maybe naming her Rottedpetal- the flowers have been shredded, and now they have begun to rot instead of growing anew. Or, if you want to keep the name, Blossom snaps and decides that he's speaking the truth- so she leaves. Maybe she becomes a loner (does the lake territories even HAVE any loners that function similar to Barley, Ravenpaw, Smudge, etc???), or joins another clan (i highly doubt this since the other clan would eventually learn of 'clearface' and start calling her that again, or worse kick her out for breaking the code), OR she becomes a kittypet, completely willing to trade freedom just to be loved.

...forgive me but I feel like a lot of people are missing the point of Dishonor Titles and why and how Ashfur uses them.

Ashfur is picking the cruelest possible names he can think of exactly because he wants the people who oppose him to be broken. He is finding a character's deepest insecurity and putting it on full display, forcing the other cats in the Clan to join in on his mental abuse to set them against each other.

This serves the purpose of showing that Ashfur is even worse than Bramblestar, and that he is very perceptive of people's insecurities.

The cruelty is the point. These titles from the Impostor aren't meant to be petty, they are meant to be gutwrenching.

Why does Blossomfall not leave? Because her entire family is here. Father, siblings, three children, any friendships she's finally started working on. She had to beg to come back in on their grace and she will not get another chance. Random humans aren't an option. It hurts but she eats it, knowing her only options are to take it for the next two weeks or be exiled forever.

If she was going to leave because of the name, then that is something Bramblefake can use as well. "Codebreakers are weak cats. She couldn't handle having her disrespect thrown back at her and cared more about her pride than her Clan. A traitor twice, now a traitor thrice."

But things were just finally starting to get better for her, and she's not willing to leave her entire life behind for the exciting opportunity to... live alone in the woods. Not yet.

She becomes a rebel later, but not yet.

#better bones au #Also she is not suicidal and I never even implied this #I am not fond of how quickly people jump to 'why do they not simply leave everyone and everything behind'#And live in the woods alone??#Blasting a missile from my blaster: 'THE CODE ALLOWS ABUSIVE LEADERS TO LEVERAGE POWER AGAINST THEIR VICTIMS'#'OPPOSITION TO THE GOVERNMENT IS A MORAL NECESSITY IN TYRANNICAL TIMES'#'AUTHORITARIANS ARE BAD'#Staring at me instead: 'wow! you probably didnt intend for this to be so mean'#I'm going to start a swear jar for 'why don't they just leave'#Jessy COULD leave. She had somewhere to go #Tallstar could have too #The vast majority of the Clan cats don't #They live in a theocracy #And in the cases of Jessie and Tall there is a huge point I'm making about how hard it actually is to leave your life behind #There is something good and worth salvaging in Clan society but its structure leads to tyrants by its very design #And TBC is an arc about addressing that #Bristlefrost gets merc'd early and I did that on purpose to set the tone #That's why I kicked the thing off with something so brutal

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lakesbian · 5 months

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If Mono and Six landed on the infinity train how big do you thin their numbers would be and what arc do you think they’ll have?

unfortunately the basic premise of this question doesn't work because of the dissonance between how infinity train handles character arcs and how little nightmares handles character arcs.

the basic premise of infinity train's worldbuilding is that it's real life except for the addition of the train (and obligatory subtraction of branded items, hence the fictional gas station chain &c). every passenger is written as mundanely and intricately human. they're all Just Some Guy You Could Meet On The Street, which is to say they have intensely complex psyches, nuanced and storied personal problems, and unique personality traits. tulip eats raw onions because she tried one as a kid and was too stubborn to admit to her parents she didn't like it, holds strict worldviews based on narrow/immature ration about the world and struggles to accept changes that don't fit into her preconceived frameworks, and wears a kinda stupid looking tights/skirt combo because she's 13. jesse is still attached to a song about learning to be nice to people he learned in kindergarten, is a serial social masker because he's convinced people will only like him if he's being exactly what they want him to be, and gets character development from talking honestly about his relationship to swimming. and so on and so forth. grace is a cult leader but she's also just, like, some girl who blows raspberries when she's thinking or excited. the depth of the characterization is inextricable from infinity train's narratives, because each narrative is, by dint of the show's most basic premise (follow these people while they fuck around on a train that kidnaps you and only lets you off if you achieve what it deems to be Personal Growth), entirely fueled by rich characterization and character arcs.

little nightmares, by contrast, actually hinges pretty heavily on vague/fuzzy characterization. it's actively difficult to catch a peek of six, mono, or runaway kid's face. the children you play as have names that are less names in the sense we're familiar with and more markers of isolation-induced anonymity: low, alone, and mono. in runaway kid's case, he doesn't even have a name--he's defined entirely by the fact that he's trying to escape. (from what? the world. does he succeed? no.) we don't know what any of these children like or dislike. we don't know where they came from. they don't have favorite colors, or hobbies, or even dialogue outside of the occasional--almost always barely-audible--"hey"s six and mono exchange to get each others attention. all of these children are defined by one thing: the fact that they are young and small and the world wants to eat, change, or destroy them. what most distinguishes each child from one another is the unique way in which they are hurt: six survives, but at the cost of the part of her that knows how to play and hold onto her friends. mono grows into a man who directly perpetuates the cycle that harmed his childhood self. runaway kid is clever, but unlucky, and never makes it out. and this is all because little nightmares is a visceral, but very nonliteral representation of the nonsensical cruelty of childhood. on a narrative level, the huge scope, mystery, and unfairness of the world the kids live in--and how it hurts them--is all-consuming.

all of which is to say that there's no grounded, detailed characterization that could be used to put six or mono on the train. numbers are calculated based on how far a person is from solving the problem that landed them there, and the train doesn't pick people up for problems that can't be addressed by individual development. six and mono don't need individual development--their only problem is living in a society that views them as worthless and in need of breaking (or consumption or destruction and so on). fundamentally impossible quastion to answer due to the differences in how inftr and ln approach characterization. sadly. :(.

#ask #infinity train #little nightmares #but i hope you enjoyed the analysis regardless

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milksakex · 11 months

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New Narinder Headcanons

So I played around in the Relics DLC and I gotta say, wow. So anyway, have some headcanons while I work on the damned comic.

_ NARINDER_

Goes by He/They/It

He’s a bi-disaster

Uses his tail to stim

Before everything, he, Lashy and Shamura were close.

His scythe was a gift from Kalamar and he adored it.

He was kinda an asshole

One day though, he got tired of the same old things happening and wanted to try something new, something controversial

So he made the Resurrection Ritual and that set everything in motion

His siblings feared this and they couldn’t understand why he was so a okay with it

It caused them to shun him and make him do things he didnt want to do without realizing

Photosensitive and cannot handle bright things. The void was the hell of hells

Narinders attacks towards his family were calculated and directed to what they loved most

He attacked Shamuras mind because he knew they loved to read and plan various things, Heket loved to sing so what better to take from her than her voice. Kalamar loved to listen to his followers voices when they praised him but now he can’t hear and Leshy loved to find and collect shiny things to give his siblings so it’s best to take his eyes

Nari wasn't unaffected by this of course, throughout the years during his imprisonment, it drove him further off the edge and made him mad with anger.

It didn’t help that the chains holding him were so tight and filled with divine energy it burned the flesh off his arms

His first day in imprisonment he told his cult to kill anyone that wasn't part of the red crowns faith.

When that didn’t work he forced his siblings undead followers to try and kill them after 200 years.

And when that didn’t work he sat and cried.

About 300 years into his imprisonment he started tasking people with his crown to make cults in his name and kill any of his siblings followers

When it hit 400 years, he met his first host and gave them the crown to create a cult in his name and kill the Four Bishops

This failed many times with the vessels either being too weak, lazy or overcoming with power and thinking themselves a god.

When it hit 800 years,he finally calmed down enough to actually make a proper plan.

He didn't even know about Foranus

When the twins popped up in his domain, he was quite startled. Despite him being death itself he was never pleased when young children died.

Out of pity he took the twins under his wing, teaching them various spells, curses and helping them perfect their physical abilities. He bent and shaped them to his will. He didn't want to make them mirrors of himself, but he didn't want them to have to much individuality.

Though with them keeping him busy, it did lessen his anger. Only a little.

He put them through unspeakable pain in his name. He made them fight each other and harm innocents till he thought them worthy of veils. He gifted them both with the power of Nine Lives.

He doesn't regret it.

Children or not, pain is necessary for gain.

After the Lamb kicked his ass, he was forced to think about what he’s done.

He misses his siblings and wishes they were still around.

He knows he has to tell Foranus what’s happened to her kits eventually.

He doesn't the twins that much. He’s annoyed with them, disappointed even.

How dare they call themselves attendants of Death and be beaten by a 3-foot-tall lamb?

He has trouble lifting things after chains were wrapped around his arms for years. He refuses to get help.

The Lamb helps anyway.

When the Lamb brought the twins back he promptly told them to never speak with him and go explore or something.

His relic is Narinders Arms, he doesn’t know where it is

Does eventually end up in a relationship with the Lamb. A healthy one.

Is called: Lord Narinder, The Old Death, and The Lambs Pet by cult members. But is called Darling and Love by the Lamb

#cotl au #cult of the lamb #cotl narinder #this comic i hard to make #have a good night #im so goddamn indecisive #final edit

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soba-riri · 10 months

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Suddenly thinking of the Guardians in a human mad max setting.

Peter grew up in a group of Rock Riders. Gamora and Nebula are the daughters/executioners of Thanos, the ruler of The Black Order with his children. Rocket used to be a slave/universal blood donor, Groot came from the Green Place, and Drax's family got killed while trying to escape.

Mantis is stuck in a cult where people see Ego as a God.

Peter wants to split from Yondu but can't out of self-preservation. He resents Yondu for taking him away from his mother but also knows that he survived this long thanks to him.

Gamora yearns to be out of Thanos' rule, tired of being used as his weapon to cut down the Wretches and anyone that opposes him. She finally finds the chance to escape when Thanos orders Ronan on a mission. Gamora escapes in a vehicle, but Nebula hitches a ride, ready to deliver punishment for her betrayal. Then things happen, and let's just say they have a truce.

Rocket fixes cars and makes weapons from parts from people he steals from. He travels with Groot and is always paranoid. The tattoo on his back marks him as a universal donor, and he'll raise hell before he lets anyone take his blood again.

Groot comes from the Green Place and carries around a bag of seeds. He travels with Rocket after saving him from death and tending to his injuries. He only says I, Am, and Groot in the specific order.

Drax's family was murderer by Ronan during a raid. Now Drax travels in search of his family's killer and hopefully reunites with his wife and daughter once he completes his revenge.

When not playing the role Ego sets her to play, Mantis reads forgotten books in the library. Eagerly escaping the world through stories and history. There's also an unfinished map hidden in a drawer, but she doesn't touch that. She has a strange knack in knowing how someone is feeling. Probably from handling her father's worshipers.

When word is out that Ego is looking for his child, various people come in hopes they'll be let into his kingdom. One by one, they do, but they never come back out.

Peter’s the key to finding a place with water and flourishing life. Upon finding it, Ego would be able to expand his power.

Meredith had half a map on her back, and Peter has the other half on his. Peter doesn't know the significance of the marking on his back, tho, only thinking it as one of the gifts his mother left behind.

Yondu knows what it's like to be a slave. He likes to forget, but he never does. But that's in the past, and he has his group of Riders to look after. But Ego requests to bring kids in from the west. Orphans specifically. In exchange for food and water. Who was Yondu to refuse? Especially when a father is desperately looking for his kid. His own parents sold him for resources.

So Yondu does the job, and he never sees the kids he delivers. One day, Ego lets him up as a reward. There was only Mantis and Ego. No kids. Ego doesn't give him a straight answer when he asks about them. Instead, Ego offers him another exchange for another child.

Yondu leaves, and he finds a kid curled next to a dying woman. He takes one look and knows the kid is Ego's son. While his green eyes are from his mother, the boy looks like the splitting image of his father.

The boy snarls as Yondu approaches his mother, and the woman uses her dying breath to utter a single plea.

"Take my hand, Peter."

The boy doesn't take her hand, and her hand falls. The boy screams as Yondu yanks him away. The boy thrashes and curses up a storm, impassive for the little tyke.

Then he feels a stab of pain and looks to see the boy stabbed his shoulder with a tiny knife.

He thinks about his parents, about Ego, about the children he never saw agai. About the woman and her plea.

Yondu grins and announces that instead of eating the boy as he planned, he's make a Road Rider out of Peter. Just he wait.

#gotg #mad max au #I got carried away with brainstorming #i got carried away with Yondu's part #peter quill #gamora #nebula #rocket raccoon #Groot #Drax #Mantis #ego the living planet #yondu udonta

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afarcryfrommymain · 10 months

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Far Cry OC Tournament Round 1A

Esther Seed v Orayani Ragadio v Wesley Beltran

Voting and little about our contestants under the cut!

Esther Seed (@vampireninjabunnies-blog)

About: Esther was born on March 20th 1994, in a very small rural community outside of Atlanta, Georgia to the local pastor David Shea and his wife Mary. She's the youngest of three, her sister Sarah is ten years older and Michael is four years older. She didn't fit in very well as a child due to being skipped ahead several grades. Her parents did the best they could to make her childhood a happy one and for the most part succeeded despite their deep poverty. She graduated from Harvard University at eighteen with her Ph.D in Psychiatry, focusing on childhood and religious trauma. Esther participated in competitive archery while in University and was champion three years in a row. She met John Seed in a nightclub not long after, and they dated for a year before she moved to Montana. During that year she'd worked as a social worker but quit from burnout when the systems flaws kept her from saving a child in an abusive home. She and John married and lived very happily for around two years despite her passive aggressive conflict with Joseph. Until one night after an argument with Joseph went too far. She and John attempted to leave Eden's Gate and Hope County but Joseph ran them off the road into the river. Now three years later the Reaping is in full swing, John and the rest of the county believe she's dead. And she's trapped in a bunker by Joseph with her children working to escape. Esther is 5"0, 98lbs, long copper red hair, big brown doe eyes. Fair skinned and covered in freckles with an hourglass figure. A fairly small, delicate woman. She has two tattoos given to her by John. The Seven virtues in latin under her right breast and a small bumblebee with John's initials on her pelvis. Later in her story she has the word PRIDE carved into her left shoulder blade by Joseph.

Does your OC have anything to share?: "Esther is an accomplished archer and equestrian. She is quite good at mounted archery and being as petite as she is she favours stealth and ambushes if she has to fight."

Orayani Ragadio (@broken-balance-baby)

About: She's from the post-canon au of Far Cry 3 where Jason becomes a merc! Filipino Aeta girl, she's also a starting journalist and meets Jason and his team in the middle of a warzone in Southern Philippines. she's very sweet, polite and always optimistic, she also doesn't seem very smart because of that but she is. she knows how to handle a bow and arrow and Jason teaches her how to use guns in their story.

Anything else we should know?: "she's very small! like say about 5'1 or so. so it's possible she could use her size to her advantage LOL"

Wesley Beltran (@stacispratt)

About: wes beltran considers himself a generally calm person, and this is true until his friends are in danger. staci and joey are his only family in hope county, and he'd do anything for them. after the seeds take them from him, his singular goal is to rescue them at any cost. at first, he agrees to help the resistance, because the more people fighting the cult the better, but the second any task doesn't directly help him get joey back from john (his first goal), he'll ditch it. he doesn't want to waste time, he wants to get right to joey, and also get his hands bloody punishing the people who have hurt her. after he gets accustomed to his brand new bloodlust, he prefers to use knives/blades/shovels to kill cultists over guns. it's more personal and painful for them. this is especially so with john seed! killing him from a distance with a gun would take all the reward out of killing john. also, it turns out that john seed's obsession with him scratches a very particular, desperate, life-long need inside wes to find someone who loves him more than anything, and his priorities after he rescues joey starts to blur into something that includes soaking up john's obsessive love forever and ever so he can (maybe, possibly) finally feel so full of love he'll never starve for it again! that's not to say john and wes don't beat the shit out of each other, because they do, most notably at wes's confession where wes beats john over the head with a metal pipe to rescue joey, and at wes's atonement, where john tattoos wes and then wes hunts john down until john gets the upper hand and steals him away to his bunker where, you guessed it, they beat the shit out of each other again. when marshal burke dies, wes blames the resistance. staci suffers near-death torment at the hands of jacob seed, and wes can't reconcile this with the idea that the resistance cares at all, because he's so sucked up in the well-being of his own two best friends. eventually, consumed with his mutual obsession for john seed, wes joins the cult and becomes john's right hand man and favorite chosen. he doesn't particularly take pleasure in torturing or killing innocents, but his loyalty to john has cemented itself and he'd do anything for him, just as he'd do anything for joey & staci. plus they still get to make each other bleed without politics also boomer is his bestie :)

Anything else we should know?: corruption arc through obsessive love babey.

#far cry oc tournament #polls #far cry 5 #far cry 3 #Esther Seed #Orayani Ragadio #Wesley Beltran #hey contestants if you could dm me if any of the art you gave me is commison work and who its by that'd be awesome-#i should have asked earlier sorry #dw about this if youve already given it to me btw #anyway wow iim excited #sorry its late I got hit with that ol reliable depression #one day poll for the first round #more time will be given next round

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How rich do you think the Ushiromiya Family is (at least, as a front)? From what I can tell by the power of the internet, one of the wealthiest men to exist in the 1980's (to '87) was Yoshiaki Tsutsumi with a net worth around $20 billion.

Considering Kinzo was renowned for both wealth and business acumen, it could be somewhere around there - not including the ten tons of gold, since that's a mere rumor for the public. I think at some point Eva mentioned several ten billion yen (so 20 billion or upwards) in assets, even if said money wasn't actually liquidized and just on hand to draw out of a bank (a.k.a Krauss probably hadn't gotten the chance to spend it all away yet). Not sure exactly how that converts to dollars, but Kinzo would be at the very least a millionaire?

I read somewhere that he made a lot of his money via investments in post-war industry and ferrying supplies to...someone(pretty sure it was the US, since Japan was still under occupation?) in preparation for the Korean War.

On wikipedia, this time period (1940's to the early 1990's when Japan's economic bubble popped) is known as the Japanese economic miracle. Wikipedia isn't the best source to look at, but it's a start on researching it and pondering the growth of Kinzo's wealth.

Likewise, how wealthy do you think the branches of the family (Eva, Rudolf, and Rosa) are, even in the face of their financial struggles?

Since, I don't think we ever get numbers on the money Rudolf needs for the lawsuit, or the amount Rosa needs to pay the loan and possible interest - I'm not sure about the other aspects of her business, since she did have the money to have vacations with various boyfriends, so it may have been doing well? Just not well enought to handle the loan?

And Eva + Hideyoshi really only need to worry about buying stocks back, not their finances. Similarly to Krauss and the embezzlement of Kinzo's money but not all the assets, they don't have the liquid cash / assets on hand to pay off the various issues they're dealing with.

Hm... To be honest, I've just never really thought about it much. Trying to fathom the level of wealth they have is tough. I feel like Kinzo's kids come off as millionaires, where they're very wealthy but not about to commission private jets for what would be 3 hour drives - that sort of super excessive expenditure you get when you're so wealthy money no longer has meaning. They're wealthy, but not so much that they can do whatever they want (as evidenced by all of them Needing Money Right Now).

Rosa in particular feels like someone who... doesn't have that much money on hand. Her business also isn't doing that well. She does spend a lot on Maria sometimes, and also spends for her getaways with boyfriends, but she's in debt. Also, she... doesn't hire someone to just, look after Maria? It could be a pride or secrecy thing more than a financial thing, though... But considering that Jessica probably had private tutoring, George had tons of tutoring and special programs, and Ange is also mentioned to be in cram school (she knows division. she is SIX.) and Maria seems to have none of that... It could reflect on Rosa trying to raise Maria as a "normal child" with less of the pressures that her siblings put on their children, but could, again, be financial hardship preventing her from doing that.

I guess when you add a bunch of millionaires together, plus the incredible amount of money and assets that Kinzo has put together over the years, you end up with billions. At the very least, post-1986 Eva comes off like a billionaire, especially with how she recklessly does the same stuff Kinzo did to put together vast amounts of money and wastes it on pretty much whatever she thinks will make her feel better (it's mentioned that she got into sketchy new religions/cults/whatever). I wouldn't know nearly enough about the Japanese economy to be able to put together any sort of ballpark estimate, though.

#umineko #umineko no naku koro ni #umineko spoilers #i tag that a lot but #a lot of even mundane details can count as spoilers #the fact that rosa is dating people and leaving maria home alone is a spoiler #it doesn't get revealed until the end of ep2 in implication and then explicitly in ep4 #and eva surviving post 1986 is an ep3 end spoiler too

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athanasius-symposium-of-writings · 2 years

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Cupid's Curse

Chapter Ten

Summary: You unintentionally upset a God.

Warnings: none

Taglist: @gingermous @mt2sssss @dev-angeline @graciexmarvel

Chapter Nine | Chapter Eleven

Khonshu is a possessive God. All Gods are possessive of what belongs to them, an avatar and priests among them. The way Khonshu acts about the essence of a love deity's on him is almost caring though he mouths off to Marc about failing to kill his target. The moon God does not tell the avatar about what he saw on him, the pink handprint on his chest glowing faintly as it failed to lay claim onto Marc. It disappears once Jake renews the vows to be Moon Knight, Khonshu only lets Jake know about the issue; minor compared to Ammit's cult but a problem nonetheless for the deity touched what is not theirs.

Weak, very weak. The moon God preserved the essence into a small crystal as a way to track down the source. His avatar's ruthlessness will see this insult dealt with rather than have Marc or Steven handle it.

Too soft, she would appeal to them by any means– Steven would easily fall for it; he needs them to focus on the cult and other problems.

Khonshu knows who touched his avatar. He has seen her handiwork when few of the Ennead had a meeting about the avatar of Greek God in their territory.

Isn't she dead?

Most of the Ennead were under the impression those in Olympus died during the war with the demi-Gods. The only remaining Greek Gods were those of the underworld and Ares, for death and war can never be truly eliminated. To see the pink glow of the Goddess' power all over Marc, Khonshu will not let such disrespect stand especially from her.

The Gods, all Gods of various places and regions follow a certain code especially when it comes to selecting avatars. The Love Goddess took a woman as her avatar without permission and without offering her respects before trespassing on territory belonging to the Ennead.

Ever wondered how Cleopatra VII Philopator so easily bewitched the most powerful men at that time? Aphrodite claimed her as an avatar.

Khonshu recalls it because the Ennead took it as a slight against them, they demanded compensation, Olympus in their arrogance refused. Not long after, Olympus falls by the hands of demi-God children.

None of the Ennead grieved when the Olympians died.

Khonshu is however confused as to why she would help those who follow Ammit. The possibility of it being coincidence is not something he entertains, especially when Aphrodite does things on purpose.

Make Cleopatra an avatar? Start a war. Or 'minor mortal' strife as those fools saw it.

He will not allow such a Goddess to roam freely nor her avatar given she will need an extension of herself in order to interact with this realm.

Jake Lockley will be the one to deliver the avatar to him first.

How many have traveled under the gaze of the moon? When you gaze up at the moon you are reminded of Artemis the Goddess of the Hunt. Her keen eyes watching over maidens and hunters, striking down those with ill intentions or poachers. A rugged goddess who would shy away from Aphrodite's attempts to pair her up with nymphs. Offerings of finely crafted nectar left her flustered, offerings of animal hides or blood granted her hunters a boon, and the vow to remain pure granted her maiden passage to her home to be free.

Would she still enjoy the hunt in this sad age? How many maidens have died under the moonlight with no one to answer their cries.

Sometimes you stare up at the bright full moon, cold and distant. How many have stared up at the moon praying to Artemis, praying for protection or a successful hunt. Sure, probably doesn't happen in this age but back then. What did her followers do when she could no longer give them her blessings or protection. You liked the Goddess, she was down to earth and cute when she became shy about offerings. Aphrodite often tried to pair her up with a nymph or mortal maiden from time to time. Her companion is the moon, nothing else; she would say.

Staring out the window from your flat, your window letting in the fall breeze. Your hand reaching out basking in the moonlight. The beautiful warmth-less light of the moon, cold and distant.

"Keen-eyed huntress Artemis, what would you be like right now? Would you care about the people of this age or ignore them?" You know your question goes on deaf ears, it's just to comfort yourself when Aphrodite's heart gets lonely. Her kin is all but gone, as are yours.

There are times you hear whispers, faint as the rustling of leaves in the distance, you hear them clearly when in front of the mural in the museum. Few, so very few, pray to Aphrodite these days. To the Gods who once lived in Olympus…

They are seen as mythology, stories to give lectures about and write meaningless essays on. The Gods are spoken about but all people care about are the heroes… Heroes. You like them too but, well…

When you see the news, read the newspaper headlines at the store, or see your social media; you see pictures and articles about a vigilante named Moon Knight.

Would Artemis like him? She never had avatars, only priestesses. Would she approve of his ruthlessness, killing the wicked and saving the innocent? The news paints him as a hero and the law paints him as murderer. You only see the deeds of this hero and are cautious.

Hercules was once praised and later would kill the Gods.

"Artemis, may he bring honor and blood upon your symbol. Guide his hand to strike true." Though the prayer falls upon deaf ears, it comforts you to say at least.

You need a distraction.

Probably not a good idea when there are reports of kidnapping and people found dead the next day. You need to go outside and wander for a bit, to roam aimlessly. So much as happened these past few weeks.

You woke up in bed, not your own, with two people you don't know.

Went to a wedding that nearly was ruined because the bride's brother was drunk and being a fool.

The woman who Lockley came to see at the club was one of those found mysteriously dead.

The only brightside is how well your relationship is with Steven and Marc has been frequently talking to you (though he can tell he doesn't trust you).

You leave your flat, dressed in dark clothing, traveling by the light of the moon. The chill of the night, the moon far away shining above as you walk the streets of London.

Jake is a different story. You are not aware of the plan he has for you tomorrow evening, unaware about how the stalker will become the stalked.

#moon knight #reader insert #fanfiction #ao3 fanfic #moon knight reader insert #moon knight fanfic #moon knight fanfiction #jake lockley #marc spector #steven grant #steven with a v #marc spector x reader #marc spector x you #steven grant x you #steven grant x reader #jake lockley x reader #jake lockley x you #khonshu

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A major arc in Young Justice 1998 is Sins of Youth, which was a crossover in which, due to shenanigans, all the adult heroes were aged down into children or teenagers, and all the young heroes were aged into adults, and from there they all had to figure out how to solve the problem and revert to their proper ages. This allowed for some interesting character exploration in how each individual handled the age change, and there's a lot there, but I'd like to specifically look at the brief glimpse we get of an aged-up Grant Emerson, and how that compares with how his actual adulthood goes later on.

This is during Grant's second time with the Titans, during the 1999 series. For some reason, not all of his team experiences an age change, but he's one of several who do.

And it turns out that grown-up Grant, whom the team knows as a self-doubting, emotionally driven teenager who's still struggling to control his dangerous powers...well, he's a lot different now.

(Sins of Youth Secret Files #1)

He's a decisive, principled leader, intent on solving the problem at hand.

And his team is shocked, but impressed.

Grant loves being an adult. It gives him a sense of control that he's always been frustrated not to have. He has such a mastery of his biokinetic energy powers now that he can even use them to fly, something he's never done before.

He's in no hurry to revert back to being a teenager.

After all, everything goes so much better! His recklessness has become an ability to take calculated risks.

And he's able to avoid causing the extreme levels of damage and harm to others that has brought him so much guilt since the time his first explosion destroyed his school.

But of course everything returns to normal. We don't get Grant's reaction to becoming a teenager again. But I find it interesting that the writer of this story chose to depict the Titans' loose cannon as growing up to be self-controlled, thoughtful, and an excellent leader--not to mention happy! Grant's usually a mess, but this interpretation of his possible future provides a refreshingly hopeful outlook for him.

And then there's what actually happens to him:

After leaving the Titans, he joins another team. They get attacked, and most of them die. Grant is left severely scarred.

He isn't equipped to handle this well, spirals into anger and self-loathing, and starts wearing a mask constantly.

He joins a new team, gets taken under the wing of a teammate who's also kind of his sister genetically, but continues to struggle. Makes a few friends. Stands up for a new hero, keeps her from getting arrested, and develops a crush on her.

Someone who turns out to be a villain restores his face. He's happy for the first time in a long time! He joins the villain's cult, becomes more and more obnoxious as they brainwash him, gets into a fight with his late father's godson who tries to talk some sense into him, and in a fit of rage destroys first his father's letters and then his father's entire house.

The restored face doesn't last. He tries to hide the scars from the girl he likes. She takes a long look at his face...and kisses him.

He joins his team in a huge battle against...what basically amounts to zombies and gets to meet his father for the first time. As a zombie. Who says awful things to him. He escapes, only to have his heart literally ripped out by another zombie.

This makes him a Black Lantern, another murderous zombie. But he has enough of himself left to fight against this and saves his JSA teammates by creating one last explosion that destroys all the Black Lanterns in the vicinity--including himself.

His girlfriend gives the eulogy at his funeral and decides to use money taken from an assassin she turned in to donate, in memory of Grant, to the victims of his accidental Atlanta explosion, who still have medical bills.

And that's it. He dies.

Except the new continuity has brought him back to life with no explanation and done practically nothing with him. But a panel in the recently released Justice Society of America 2022 #6 briefly shows him in a new situation:

A lot of Golden Age child sidekicks have been brought back into the continuity, and Grant is here accompanied by Dan the Dyna-Mite, former sidekick to the now deceased hero TNT--both of whom have/had explosive powers relatable to Grant's.

Is this his future now? Getting handed the care or mentorship of an explosive child? That might do him some good. At the very least, it's a path that might give him opportunity to become something more like the adult he got to be during Sins of Youth--a leader, an inspirer of others. His happiest self.

#comicsposting again #GE: what I do is who I am

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Durge asks, After the Nautiloid edition by @plethomacademia! I've actually got this far, at least, so I can do this for Tavias. Spoilers for the whole game, including everything with Withers.

1. How does your character figure out their class/subclass? Is it different than how they were before losing their memories?

"Okay, I a) have scales and horns and b) can set stuff on fire. I'm gonna assume Draconic Bloodline Sorcerer, then." Y'know. Once he remembered what a) dragons and b) sorcerers are.

2. Does your Dark Urge use a name? Is it one they remember or do they have to adopt a new one?

His name is Tavias. It's the first thing he remembers. He doesn't remember the surname he grew up with... nor that the one he used from age eleven onwards was 'Bhaalson'. 'Tavias', though - that one, he remembers, and it's the one thing he took from his foster family to the cult and onwards.

3. How does your character handle having allies?

"omg friends 🥺" There's this deep-seated loneliness that he always suppressed pre-Nautiloid; when he wakes up, he remembers the loneliness but not why, so as soon as someone shows a teeny bit of kindness - or, like, not immediate mutual attempted murder - or maybe a little attempted murder but that's okay he's sure Astarion was just stressed - he latches on like a puppy.

4. How is Gale doing right now? What drove your Dark Urge to put him in that state?

He's doing well! Tavias helped stablise the portal and pulled him out. Currently he's enjoying swapping notes on magic with him and giving him minor existential crises by pointing out, dude, you're totally a sorcerer. What you're doing? That's sorcery, because you're a sorcerer. They're close friends. Gale has an unrequited crush on Tavias, who's picked up on it and feels guilty about it, but also ensures he tells Gale that he really values their friendship.

5. How does your Dark Urge react to their urges in general? Are there specific urges that they have a strong reaction to?

They goddamn terrify him. He doesn't even want to acknowledge them - he'll have the reaction then immediately start yelling "ABSOLUTELY NOT" to them in his brain to try and drown them out. He's most horrified by urges to harm children or animals, so he was quite grateful when Gale talked to the squirrel in the Grove, because it meant the onus wasn't on him to respond, and was able to suppress his urge to get Arabella to try and - futilely - run.

He feels a lot of guilt about them, which has manifested in heroics to the point of recklessness, even if it'll cause him harm. He's borderline suicidal, although not necessarily consciously - it's more like he thinks that if he dies, well, that may not be such a bad thing.

6. The one urge you cannot avoid in the game is killing Alfira. Does that event have a particular impact on your character or do they take it in stride?

Traumatic as hell. He reacted extremely poorly and has pretty much been spending most of the game since then in a state of terror. It's been particularly bad since meeting Isobel a day or two ago (playtime-wise) and is going to be even worse when Sceleritas tells him to kill Astarion.

7. Does your character try to confide in any of their allies about their urges? Which ones?

He didn't until Alfira's death, and then he sort of… admitted that he has violent thoughts, that he's been trying his hardest to suppress them, and he doesn't know why that failed with Alfira but he genuinely wasn't cognizant of his actions and to maybe. Be careful around him :(

8. Are there any points in the game that you see as branching points for your dark urge? For example, are they torn between goblins/tieflings? Or are they clearly on one path or another?

He's sticking as closely as he can to Neutral Good (he's not quite Lawful). So like, he might have had vivid and satisfying images of the tieflings being massacred, but would immediately go, "ABSOLUTELY NOT" and work against them. Generally, it'd go 'violent imagery' -> 'immediate positive emotional response' -> 'active denial' -> 'deliberately work against violent image'.

9. What's the general vibe of your Dark Urge outside of their urges? If someone didn't know about their urges, what would they think of your character?

Sweet dragon boy sorcerer. He tries to be pleasant, helpful, and, well, sweet as much as he can be, which is why the images disturb him so much. He wants very much to be liked. He wants to be normal. Or, well, as normal as a golden-eyed, golden-scaled, horned dragon-blooded sorcerer who can set things on fire with his mind can be.

10. How does the appearance of Sceleratis influence your Dark Urge? Do they feel better knowing that something might explain what's happening or does it make it worse?

He knows that Something Fucky is going on now, has no idea what it is, and is scared shitless of what it might be. He doesn't suspect the actual truth, but I feel as soon as he hears the name 'Bhaal' he's going to start remembering, and be simultaneously relieved to know why he has the urges, but also terrified that he may not be able to escape them. When he does learn, he's going to ask Jaheira for advice, which I think would help a lot, and Withers Doing The Thing is going to be... literally life-changing/life-saving.

(Ultimately, he's going to end up as Jergal's Chosen, working to eliminate all traces of the Dead Three from Faerûn along with Astarion, who Withers resurrected as a mortal elf, then made immortal again via being one of his Chosen as well. This was Tavias' one big condition to agreeing to be Jergal's Chosen - that Astarion could, too.)

#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 spoilers #the dark urge #oc: tavias

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dagirliesrgaming · 10 months

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Review of Sally Face

Sally Face is an independent dark adventure game & not to immediately jump into singing its praises but it's actually one of the most beautifully well done games of the past decade.

The game is reminiscent of other similar games like Fran Bow, yet its managed to build its own unique charm to it and just generally has a different feel to it. If you're a big killmonday game fan, I'd HIGHLY recommend this game.

The story follows a young boy named Sal Fisher (or Sally Face) as he and his friends talk to ghosts and try to stop a hundreds of years old cult that is trying to kill God. The game is very narrative driven as you live through Sals perspective as the events you play through is him retelling his experiences, which you often times forget while playing since the story is so immersive. The characters are so easy to get attached to and every twist and turn has you on the edge of your seat. I love the look of the game & how much thought was put into building the world of it. The game also runs very very well, especially considering that it was made by one guy. Bugs, glitches and frame rate drops are very rare, which is impressive considering how absolutely dogshit my computer is. Like, its so incredibly smooth & not taxing on ur system, so if ur system can't handle much but you still want an immersive and amazing game to play then this is one of the first games I'd recommend you.

There are however a few issues that knock the gameplay of it down a few ranks for me though. The game itself is only 8 hours long, and even though there is a sequel to the game being released so we're getting more content eventually, it sometimes made me feel scared to play the game since once it was over then there'd really be nothing left of it. The game unfortunately doesn't have as much replay value as I'd like, which is understandable since its a game based mostly around plot but it's still sad to me considering how beautifully built the world is. The game also doesn't exactly tell you how to 100% complete each episode. Like, every episode is packed with so much lore that completely changes the story and each puzzle piece that you unlock makes everything so much more cohesive and truly shows you the genius of the game dev. Issue is though that you're never even alluded to the fact that there is something to unlock inside that area. Every puzzle and piece of unlockable lore is just based on fucking around and finding out, so if you just follow the main story and go in the direction the game is leading you like I tend to do then you aren't going to get the full story. Even when you look up an achievement guide so that you know what you're looking for and how to do it, the game itself seems to not want you to succeed. From the lack of explanation & clues towards certain tasks like having to crack a code that is very unobvious & the game seems to want to lead you away from solving it, to the game not explaining basic mechanics like the fact that completing chapter 7 of In Seeking Providence shuts down any opportunity to complete chapter 8 & the fact that the controls for the clumpy minigame are not explained, the game can become very frustrating since it involves a lot of resetting & googling tutorials. There is also a lack of accessibility options, so the game is not safe for people who are photosensitive since it has flashing lights that you can't turn off and contains blood & gore with no settings allowing you to blur that out.

With all that aside though, the game is still absolutely beautiful and easily one of my favourites. The look, feel, lore & gameplay are amazing & have easily made this game into a game that is in my go-to recommended for anyone getting into the gaming scene or even just looking for a well made story based game to become obsessed with. Overall rating: 9.5/10 Aesthetics: 10/10 gameplay: 8/10 Suitable for children?: No Would I buy again?: Yes absolutely

#gaming #video games #sally face #game review #game recommendations #video game review #girl gamer #gamergirl

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irontragedyreview · 2 years

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So, I just saw Hocus pocus 2 and I honestly feel like there is a lot to say about the movie. To begin I'll say that I loved the movie and I feel that there are several aspects to highlight about this sequel.

The first movie, although it was a box office failure, over the years has become a kind of cult movie, which many generations have seen, although I'm not unaware that many younger audiences can get into thanks to its sequel but the original movie is a classic that many repeat as a tradition. This is where the sequel has a point in its favor, in my opinion what makes this movie good is that it doesn't try to surpass the original, but rather it's the same plot with a different cast, the movie appeals direct to nostalgia for those who already know the original, they can enjoy the nostalgia and the small nods to the original, while the children who are just discovering it continue to see almost the same plot as their original movie with modifications that feel subtle and doesn't produce shock, that is why I say that the movie is fine, it doesn't try to overcome or innovate but it's still entertaining while respecting the bases of its predecessor.

Another point in favor is the Sanderson sisters', the witches take complete control of the movie from the moment their original cast appears, the charisma and the way their characters handle themselves is possibly the most captivating aspect of this sequel. The actresses interpret their roles so faithfully that I can't believe that the sequel takes place 30 years from the original , the actresses resumed their roles as if they had never left them, there is no difference between the sisters from 1993 and those of 2022, their personalities and characterizations are identical. Only that as it's a sequel to a movie that managed to transcend time, the charisma they already had in the first one is amplified by the affection that you have to the characters. The witches are the stars of the movie and the other characters are extras in their story (I'll talk about the new protagonists later). The sisters are what makes this sequel remarkable and above all enjoyable.

Regarding the soundtrack, the songs are good, they don't overwhelm the movie but they don't feel out of place either, they are there and they are enjoyable though and this is my personal opinion "I put an spell on you" is simply iconic and the new song chosen doesn't finish fill me with the same emotion, but it's a good song and it doesn't ruin the movie either.

Now and focusing on the new cast, honestly it's not bad or good, it just doesn't stand out because the witches take all the focus, the new protagonist doesn't stand out because her character seems flat and uninteresting compared to the charisma of the witches, if the movie hadn't been a sequel and its plot was based only on Becca it would have been fine, I don't think it would have been incredible but the protagonist would have had an opportunity to shine compared to what happens in this movie. The plot of her discovering her powers, her relationship with her friends, while dealing with the fall of her friendship with Cassie is fine but not enough to really matter to these characters. Another point to keep in mind is that I honestly hate how the movie casts Mike (Cassie's boyfriend) as a silly boy who doesn't realize his comments are offensive, even if for a second I actually think the guy is dumb enough to not realizing his words, Cassie doesn't feel the need to say something? if she knows that her boyfriend is making a mistake out of sheer ignorance or naivety and he's in turn hurting her friends, I honestly believe that the intervention should have been earlier and not suddenly a random scene with him understanding his attitudes and Cassie just nodding as if to say "I'm glad you finally noticed"

Another character that I find unbearable is Guilbert, especially because of the role he plays in the entire witches' resurrection, while I understand that a new explanation was needed to bring the witches back, in the first movie we have Max, a boy who he simply wants to look cool and impress a girl, while presenting himself to us as an incredulous character because he's a city boy. The way he brings the witches back is because of his sheer ignorance of the situation, there are no manipulations and external factors just a teenager being a teenager. In the sequel, the initial fuse is Guilbert, a man who takes advantage of the ingenuity of two girls who trusted him to bring back the witches he had managed to see years ago. The annoying thing about the character is the naivety he possesses despite being an adult and knowledgeable about the Sandersons' story. I have to say his line that the sisters had been misunderstood in their time is stupid when you compare it with the story that we all know, although the movie deeps a little more in the sisters' past and how they become witches in a search to stay together there is something that should never be forgotten, these witches cast a spell on children to drag them home and kill them by sucking out their souls, in Hocus pocus 1 the first scene we see is the sisters killing Emily and turning Thack into a black cat to suffer for eternity. So, and as someone who enjoys the Sanderson sisters even then, I wouldn't call them misunderstood and above all I wouldn't be surprised to find out that he had put two girls in mortal danger when he knew that they feed on children and that thirty years ago they tried to do the same thing, this unjustified naivety makes him an unlikeable character because he is a naive, manipulative and cowardly adult, for which his small redemption does not make him more likeable than at the beginning.

I think that honestly the only negative point of the movie is its cast because you have main characters that are overshadowed by the witches and extras like Mike and Guilbert that are annoying, possibly the only one that is saved is the mayor how shows that generations change and loves her daughter, otherwise they just aren't something to write much about.

#personal ramblings #hocus pocus #hocus pocus 2 #Sanderson's sisters #disney movie #disney

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need, blood, and idol for kestra, spring, danger, and proof for avon

Okay, here we go…

For Kestra:

has your OC ever experienced desperation? how has it affected them? what do they do when something they need is out of their reach?

Kestra is the kind of person who always reaches higher and higher. Per aspera ad astra, quite literally. I would say that she hasn't really experienced true desperation, and that may have left her a bit overconfident. If something were to put her in that situation… who knows what might happen?

what would your OC would sacrifice everything for? what does “everything” entail—their life, or something else? how far would they go?

Kestra aims to be the best at everything she does. If she thought it would leave her with a legacy among the greats, she would absolutely lay down her life in the most dramatic fashion. If it would make her a better painter… she could give up quite a bit.

has your OC been in a position where a lot of people were looking down on (or up to) them? how do they handle the pressure of fame? of criticism?

Coming up in an artisans' guild, Kestra has absolutely been in positions of being scrutinized. She absolutely revels in the fruits of success, and criticism mostly just inspires her to reach higher and do better next time. She hasn't taken on any real high-stakes projects since acquiring her power though. No guarantees she wouldn't Eldritch Blast a critic.

For Avon:

what does your OC miss most? will they ever be reunited? how would they feel about that?

Ha. He misses his wife, Kelah, and son, Djarek, most. He thought he would never get to see them again, but since a certain someone joined the party it seems almost inevitable. If he's quite honest, he's not too sure how he feels about it. He misses them greatly, but the laws of his village say he needs to stay apart, but she doesn't seem to care (nobody does, really), so he'd love to see them again, but he also doesn't know if he should, after all, he's changed a lot, but what if he hasn't changed in the right way, and is there a right way to change, and besides if SOMEONE doesn't respect the laws, who will, and and and… This is what keeps him up during his turn on watch.

what’s one thing that makes your OC angry? what’s their temper like? how do they respond to people who make them mad?

As a father, seeing children mistreated or in danger really sets Avon off. Really, any kind of abject evil gets him riled up, but especially when children are involved. Luckily, he has this cool new invention that is pretty effective against evil of all types.

what is your OC looking forward to? what best moments in their life are yet to come?

Avon is cautiously looking forward to reuniting with his wife and son. He is also looking forward to shooting the leader of this cult and being able to see more than 60 feet ahead of him. Thirdly, he is looking forward to potentially finding someone to share his invention with, now that it seems to be working (read: not exploding) rather consistently.

#avon nylari #kestra starcaller

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Event F-580 (NSFW)

Carter McDougal sighted as he sat in the back of the truck, looking out the window to see the trees move past him. The streets all around him were mostly empty, with only the occasional drunk stumbling out of a bar or shifty looking character staring at the car before deciding its not worth the trouble.

“So, wanna tell me why you flew me out here to middle of bum-fuck nowhere?” Carter asked the screen that hung from the ceiling of the truck. On said screen was an older man with graying hair and a mustache.

“We flew you out there, cause its your fucking job, Agent McDougal” the man said with a thick irish accent and a growl.

“Right, lucky me,” Carter said, rolling his eyes. Carter worked for the International Coalition of Paranormal Prevention, a group dedicated to the study of strange and other-worldly phenomena. And how to either lock it up or blow it up.

The suits in charge tried to make it sound more scientific and ethical, going on and on about how they're doing this to protect the sanctity of the world and keep those safe. But everyone knew it was just there to cover up weird shit so that religious groups and the like didn’t freak the fuck out.

“So, what exactly are we dealing with here?” Carter asked as he crossed his legs “Soul Sucking monster pretending to be a dog? Black eyed children that make their parents form cults? Man eating plants?”

“Your humor does you no credit agent” the bigwig said, crossing his arms

“My humor is the one damn reasons I’m still sane” Carter muttered

“What was that?”

“Nothing sir. So, what’s going on here?” he asked

“Well if your ready to actually listen.” the screen changed to show a series of police reports “There has been a string of disappearances in this town for quite a few years.”

“That sounds like something local law enforcement could handle” Carter said, frowning

“Normally, I would agree. But given the pattern, the US government believed it was best to bring us in” his superior said “The disappearances only occur once every six months. And only a very specific group is affected.”

“And what group would that be?” Carter asked, frowning

“Young men, between the ages of 18 and 24” the superior said “Most who vanish seem to be in the local university, but those who don’t attend also go missing.”

“That’s an interesting age range… Anything connecting them?” Carter asked

“Yes. Every single time someone disappears, their friends and family all report that they were attending a party that they received an invitation for. And it doesn't matter if someone was not interested in gatherings like this, they seem compelled and excited to attend, no matter what. There was even an incident where someone who was bedridden in the hospital after a surgery attempted to leave to attend this party.”

“A party?”

“Yes, but that’s all the info we could gather. After a certain amount of time passes, the families and friends seem to forget about those who vanish. The only thing that remains are physical records to prove their existence.”

“Yikes… I can see why the US wanted us to handle this… But why me though? I’m not exactly the best field agent sir” Carter said

“I know, but you are the only one in the needed age range that can arrive before our window closes. We’ve managed to get our hands on the address of the party, thanks to a note left behind by one of the missing. You’ll be attending it undercover, if anyone asks, you’re a transfer student from Ohio.”

“Understood sir” Carter said with a nod

“There is a biometric reader bracelet for you here” Carter nodded as he saw the device, putting it on. It beeped for a second before a heartbeat monitor could be seen on its surface “If the worst comes to pass, it has an emergency GPS tracker, so we’ll be able to find you. Any questions?”

“No sir” Carter said, shaking his head. It was a rather standard highsk op for the agency. While he hated doing them, it wasn’t his first time doing them. It was however the first time he’d done one solo. The screen cut to black as he sighted and laid back on the seat “Right… this is gonna be interesting”

The car had come to a stop about a block away from a rather uninstersing looking building.

“This is the place?” Carter said as he stepped out of the vehicle, clad in casual clothes. A red t-shirt, jeans and sneakers. He grumbled as he adjusted the shirt “I’ve spent too much fucking time in suits….” he muttered as he walked towards the building, making sure the address was right.

It indeed was, according to the message sent to his phone. He frowned and looked around.

It seemed to be just a regular middle-class neighborhood. Apartments, a few houses snuck in between the taller buildings, some stores and a few cafes.

“So far, nothing stands out…” he spoke into his phone, recording his thoughts as per standard procedure when doing these operations. He walked closer to the address that he had written down.

It was a regular looking brick house with two blacked out windows, a big Adults Only sign, and a burly looking man in a leather jacket standing outside, arms crossed.

A pair of women, looking to be around 21, walked up to the guy

“Hey cute stuff” one of them said with a cocky smile “How bout ya let us in? We can show you a damn good time” she put her hands on the guy’s muscular chest, but he wasn’t impressed apparently.

“Sorry” he said, gently pushing her arms off “No entry”

“Oh come on, big guy” the other woman said with a sultry smile that made Carter’s head spin.

“Fuck me their desperate to get in there” he muttered as he walked up to the bouncer

“No is no, ladies. Please leave, your blocking entry to the actual guests” he said. Carter’s eyes went wide as the two ladies turned to look at him, venom in their eyes.

“What does he have that we don't!?” one of the them screeched as Carter stepped ahead of them

“He meets the prerequisites my boss set out for guests” he said, glaring at the two “Go ahead sir, enjoy the party”

“Your boss is a sexist pig!” one of the two women hissed and turned around with her friend.

“Not my fault you two can’t read” the guy shook his head and turned to Carter “Go ahead. Party starts soon”

“Um, thanks” Carter said as he turned to the door and stepped inside. What he saw wasn’t what he expected.

He expected to see a greeting hall, or a living room or something, but instead he was met with a long thin staircase. The walls were featureless white, as if they had just been painted, and cold blue lights, like that of a hospital, illuminated it.

“Right… Guess we’re starting the weird shit from moment one” he muttered, pulling out his phone again and heading down the stairs. “Encountered a guard outside the premises of F-580 '' he spoke into the recording, using the situation's designation “While I did not get much time to interact with him, he seemed to be a normal human. I theorize he’s not part of the event. However, he mentioned a boss who gave him specific instructions on who to allow into the party. He turned away two women who did not fit the criteria. Heading into the party proper now. Future updates will be inside, audio may be polluted by the music” he slipped his phone back into his pocket and kept heading down the stairs, which seemed to just keep getting longer. “Fuck this is going to take a while…”

“Well….. This isn’t what I expected” Carter muttered as he stared around the room. He had finally, after what felt like half an hour of walking he had finally reached the room.

And inside, he found an entire club. Flat out, a club.

Disco ball spinning on the roof, a floor flashing all colors. Hidden smoke machines spewed out fog that covered the entire area. A few tables were scattered around and abandoned, most of the guests were out in the center dancing, shaking their asses and grinding up against each other.

“Damn…. Guess people here really want to get it on…” Carter muttered as he walked around the area, looking at every small salt-shaker. Everything seemed to be themed after the area. Shiny, multicolored with neon slapped on it. “Damn even the cups have these decorations….”

“Righto!” a voice boomed from the speakers, snapping Carter’s attention to the center of the room.

Standing on a stage, was a guy clad in a bright neon outfit. Pink, cyan, and blue splashed in every direction of the shiny suit he was wearing. Carter couldn’t see his face, or really his head.

He was wearing what looked like a motorcycle helmet, with colors and lights stamped all over them. It was hooked up to the turntable in front of him, and he moved like a machine, twisting and turning the disks like it was second nature and removing and replacing them with no effort

“Hope you're all enjoying the music the Master selected for tonight!” he said, in a extremely chipper voice that grated on Carter’s ears

“The master?” Carter muttered as everyone around him cheered and whooped

“Hehe, well then hope you're all ready for this next one! It's one of Master’s favorites!” he said as he grabbed a bronze collared record and slowly slid it in. Everything went quiet for a second before the music started booming out of the speakers.

“Seems whoever the DJ is works for the same person as the bouncer.” Carter spoke into his phone “However he refers to this person as…..” the new music hit Carter’s ears and the words died in his throat. His eyes went wide as he slowly turned around to look at the DJ. “T-That’s amazing….” he muttered as his arms went limp to his sides, a dopey smile forming on his face as he kept staring ahead, the recording forgotten.

All that mattered was the music.

The booming, sweet music that wrapped around him like silk and wormed into his skull.

The DJ looked up from the turntables and beckoned him closer

“The music is good isn’t it?” he asked over the microphone, getting a nod from everyone, Carter included.

“Yes…. Its good…” he muttered, a smile on his face as he slowly walked closer

“The music makes you feel good, doesn't it?” the DJ asked

“Y-Yes… I-It does” Carter said, struggling a bit for a second, but the strength of the music cleared away all doubts from his brain, as a small tent formed in his pants. He giggled as he felt that and just kept staring ahead, letting the music soak his mind.

“All that matters is the music” the DJ said “Listen closely to it. Let it in, and let it stay in”

“All that matters….” everyone chanted. Everyone except Carter. He shook his head, blinking as he briefly snapped free and brough the phone back up to his mouth and looked around, finally getting a good look at the other guests.

They were barely dressed. All of them were clad in just their underwear and socks, if even that. Quite a few were flat out naked. On their arms and angles were dozens of glowing bracelets, like bended glow-sticks. Their hair was wild and dyed various shades of pink and cyan. Some had paint on their bodies, in random patterns

“C-Come in… T-This is an alert…” Carter muttered into his phone, his head hurting as he focused on something other than the tunes “C-C-Confirmed….. Class…… Listen to music…… Music is all…..” he shook his head and smacked the side of his head. “F-Focus Carter!” he shouted, his voice ringing out through the music, getting the attention of everyone

“Hmm, looks like our friend doesn't want to have fun” the DJ said, crossing his arms. All the other guests turned to look at him, a glare clear in their faces

“Oh shit…” Carter muttered “A-Agent compromised! I repeat Agent Compromised! Send aid! Send Extraction and nuetraliz- GAH!” he cried as one of the other party attendees tackled him, sending him to the floor and his phone clattering out of his hand “G-Get off me!” he shouted as he decked the guy in the face.

“Good Raveslut” the DJ called out, praising the one who had pinned him

“R-Raveslut?” Carter muttered, gulping as he saw the guy’s eyes light up when he was referred to like that “Shit w-what is this place doing” he shook his head and punched the raveslut again, hard this time. A crack rang out as he managed to break the guy’s nose. That got a bit of a reaction from the raveslut, making him loosen his grip for a split second, and that gave the Agent the opening he was looking for. He shoved the guy off and scrambled to his feet, grabbing his phone and looking around.

The other Ravesluts were slowly closing in, their eyes literally glowing pink as the DJ cheered them on.

Even the guy he had punched was standing there, his nose seemingly fixed instantly and no blood present at all.

“Fuck” the agent muttered, turning around and dashing off for the door, the ravesluts right behind him

“Oh no you don’t” the DJ said with a chuckle “No one leaves the Party without Master’s say so”

“Fuck you!” Carter shouted, as one of the ravesluts grabbed his shirt and ripped a chuck off with little effort “Sweet fucking christ!”

“You can’t get out!” the DJ mocked as Carter finally reached the door. Only to find it locked.

“Shit” he shouted, turning the knob in a desperate attempt to open it, only to fail “Shit!” he pulled his phone again “This is Agent Carter! Calling for Neutralization! I repeat! Site is too compromised! Wipe it out!” he reached over to the screen to upload the report, only for his hand to be grabbed, tightly “GAH!” he cried as he saw one of the ravesluts had grabbed his arm, squeezing it so tight he could barely feel his fingers. “L-Let go of me!”

“No” they said in a high pitched giggly voice “You're being a bad boi!”

“Fuck off!” he tried to smack him with his free hand, only for it to be grabbed by another Raveslut, who squeezed it even harder “AGH!” he shouted as he dropped the phone, the screen cracking as it feel to the cold floor

“Good sluts” the DJ said, and despite the helmet, Carter was sure the fucker was smiling as he held a big golden record “Now bring him over. He needs more of master’s music”

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Carter struggled as the mindless bunch dragged him back to the center of the dance floor and forced him to his knees.

“Well its been a good while since we’ve had someone who fights as much as you” the DJ said with a smirk as he gently put the golden disk into the turntable. “Tell me slut, who sent you?”

“Up yours!” Carter shouted, only to get an elbow to the sides from one of the slaves.

“Man, that mouth of yours” the DJ chuckled “I think we’ll be able to put it to good use. Now, tell me”

“Like hell I’d tell you anything!” he spat, growling as he got another smack from his captors.

“Hmm, defiant, was able to resist the music…. That stupid agency sent you, didn’t they?” the DJ asked.

Carter froze for a split second, which was all the confirmation the man facing him needed.

“Man, they just never learn, do they?” the DJ laughed “How many agents have we caught over the years? 40?”

“W-What? I-I’m the first they sent!” Carter said, his eyes going wide

“Well of course they think that. They don’t remember ever sending any other agents” the DJ laughed “Ya see, whenever someone from your agency enters this room, they stop existing for the rest of the world!”

“W-WHAT!?” Carter shouted

“Yup” the DJ said as he dug through Carter’s pockets and pulled out his wallet.. He cracked it open and pulled out his Driver’s License with a smirk. “Take a look, tough guy” he chuckled and threw it on the floor, right in front of Carter.

The agent’s eyes went wide as he stared at the small strip of plastic.

It was completely blank.

It looked more like a template that they used to print licenses on. No name, no picture, no birthdate, no nothing.

“Interesting isn’t it?” the DJ said as he stepped on the license “Master knows how to keep us hidden.”

“B-But if you can do that, why let people know about the disappearances?” Carter muttered, his eyes wide in shock

“Heh, cause that draws people like you over. Gives us more sluts for master’s actual parties” the DJ said with a chuckle as he headed back to the turntables “Don’t worry, soon you won’t worry about anything else”

“F-Fuck you!”

“Heh, great choice of words” the DJ smiled as he put the disk on and turned the music up to full blast.

The soundwaves blasted out and hit Carter hard. Any thoughts in his brain shattered the moment the music started, and then the beat began.

A slow, steady thrumb rang out, all through his body. His very bones vibrated along with it, and his eyes went wide.

“Can’t…..Give…..” he blinked, the words escaping him as the music got into his brain, the beat shaking his brain. With each shake, words and thoughts evaporated. “W-Wait…. W-What was I…”

Bhump

“Gah!” he groaned, shaking his head as he felt as if it was being filled with cotton “S-Stop it!”

Bhump

“Stop it?” the DJ said with tone that made it clear he was smiling under his helmet “Why? It looks like you're enjoying it!”

“W-What? N-No I’m no-”

Bhump

“Gyah!” the agent moaned as he felt his member harden instantly, sending shivers of pleasure and arousal through his entire body

“Feels good, doesn't it?”

“N-Nmmmmph” Carter bit his tongue to stop himself from moaning, as his cock throbbed inside his pants, desperate to break free

“Heh, sounds like our slut needs some help accepting who he really is. Help him out boys” he snapped his fingers and the other former party-goers walked up to Carter and grabbed his clothes.

“H-Hey! W-What are you-”

RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP

Carter’s face went red as his shirt was ripped in two, the pieces being thrown to the side, but before he could say anything else, the sound came back.

Bhump

He moaned as his now exposed member stood up straight instantly, twitching with need. He stared ahead, his brain blank and his mouth open, drool starting to drip out.

It feels good, doesn't it?

“Y-Yes…” Carter mumbled, blinking as he just stared ahead as the thumping of the music made thinking impossible. All that he could focus on was the music and his throbbing member.

Wanna feel like that forever?

“Y-Yes…. I want to feel like this forever” he mumbled, the music letting only that thought move through his brain and he started to smile as he felt his dick twitch. He loved that twitching. He wanted to feel it forever

Then do as I tell you. Take all those bad thoughts, all those thoughts of work, of the world outside, of your past. Take all of that, and drag it downwards. Down to your crotch.

Carter nodded, and did as the music told him. He shivered with each thump of the beat, and that helped those bad thoughts head downwards.

His name, his job, his age, his memories, his intellect, everything. All of it went down to his crotch, and he could feel those memories churning around his desperate balls.

Now, to feel like this forever you have to do two very simple things. First, repeat this. “I am a Rave-Slut. That’s all I’ve ever been. That’s all I ever want to be

“I am a Rave-Slut. That’s all I’ve ever been. That’s all I ever want to be” Carter repeated, a dumb smile on his face as those thoughts coursed through his brain

“Party music and sex are all that matters”

“Party music and sex are all that matters” Carter repeated again, his hard cock begining to drip a little as he giggled and looked ahead.

“Sluts don’t have names. Names are for those who are smart enough to be in charge. Sluts are too dumb names”

“Sluts don’t have names. Names are for those who are smart enough to be in charge. Sluts are too dumb names” Carter repeated as his cock twitched again

Good slut. Now there’s just one more thing to do. Just keep repeating…. And cum

The moment that word came out of music, Carter’s eyes went crosseyed and he screamed in pleasure as his pent up cock exploded. A shower of cum blasted out and splattered the ground in front of him. As the liquid poured out, so did everything the music didn’t want inside him.

Carter's eyes dimmed as his intelligence, his memories, his likes and dislikes poured out of him. All that was left was what he was repeating.

“I am a Rave-Slut. That’s all I’ve ever been. That’s all I ever want to be. Party music and sex are all that matters. Sluts don’t have names. Names are for those who are smart enough to be in charge. Sluts are too dumb names.” he repeated blankly, stopping to moan in between as more and more cum blasted out of his member.

After two minutes of solid cumming, the newly created slut sat there giggling and panting, staring blankly ahead as his cock twitched back into an erection.

“That’s a good slut” the DJ praised from behind the turntables, making the slut giggle and nod. “Now, take him to the back. He needs to be prepped for the next party.”

The other rave-sluts nodded and grabbed the one formerly named Carter and helped him to his feet, walking him to the back of the club.

The area was a small dingy little dressing room with one mirror and a pile of cushions and sex toys littered all around.

The slut’s eyes wandered to each of them and his dim mind glowed with the possibilities of them, of shoving them into his needy hole as he pumped his cock.

“Slut party first. Play later” one of his compatriots said as they forced him into the chair and grabbed some hair dye “Got it?”

“Slut got it!” he giggled and nodded as the slathered the neon pink goo on his hair. If those were the rules, then he’d make sure to be the best slut at the party!

After all, that’s all his was. A dumb slut made to serve others. And he was perfectly happy with that life.

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