pieced together a short timeline now that ive replayed the game. followup to this
november 7 '50 - date of issue of harry's new badge
november '50 - klaasje arrives in martinaise
december '50 - the strike begins
january 29 '51 - harry is assigned the two drunks case
february 4 '51 - soona arrives at the church
february 12 '51, overnight - the next world mural appears
mid february '51 - joyce arrives in martinaise
krenel arrive in martinaise
around february 28 '51 - lely's birthday
sunday march 4 '51, 23:30-00:15 - lely is killed
thursday march 8 '51, past midnight - klaasje calls the rcm to report the body
friday march 9 '51 - harry arrives in martinaise
afternoon - ruby flees martinaise to the fishing village to hide from harry
night - harry tells people about the investigation and shows everyone his gun
saturday march 10 '51, night - harry crashes his coupris and parties all night with the union of moribund alcoholics
sunday march 11 '51, morning - harry leaves the alcoholics
night - harry listens to disco before trashing his room
monday march 12 '51, around 08:00 - ruby flees to the feld building
08:30 - harry wakes up without his memory [DAY 1]
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This really needs to be a...
Bangtan Weekly Report
They really are pulling us kicking and screaming along with them. If we choose to go, that is.
Normalizing naked Bangtan...so much more exposed skin these days. Smoking Bangtan (audible pearl clutching and gasping occurred)...vaping, whatever, we don't have to approve but it's not illegal. Cussing/swearing Bangtan... F-bombs flying from everyone EVEN JIMIN! Tattooed Bangtan... long gone are the days of using dishwashing gloves to conceal tattoos. Bangtan who wants to express themselves with even more explicit sensuality... Jimin having to forewarn us that we will see him being touched during a choreography (more pearl clutching omg). Bangtan who wants us to be more engaging and less vapid during the valuable and rare moments they choose to try to spend time with us...don't hold back Tae. Normalizing Bangtan enlisting in the military service, no matter how hard it is for us to send them off... our able-bodied sunshine:
They want to be raw... explicit... real humans. Imagine that?
They want us to be ok with them being the awesome and free artists that they WANT to be.
Army needs to grow up, act more mature and intelligent, be less alarmist, divisive and more open-minded. Still think it's scripted and fan service? Stay stuck in the past if you want, the rest of us will move on.
I know we think we are all these things because I see it on the daily everyone on their high horse on all platforms spouting their righteousness over everyone else. It's tiring y'all. Cultivate a little humility maybe? Stop judging petty, irrelevant shit.
Yoongi said so many things surrounding this album and the documentary but especially started kicking everyone in the teeth with Haegeum.
SHOUT IT FROM THE ROOFTOPS, KING!
"Interpretation is free for all, out with the nonsense, freedom of expression, could be reason for somebody's death, could you still consider that freedom?"
"If your convictions are reflected in your judgement and speculations and you believe your freedom is on the same level as others' then don't hesitate, just get on board, liberation from all that's forbidden."
"This song's simply about freeing what's forbidden."
What is the most volatile forbidden thing? Bangtan being able to date openly in public like normal people. If only we can finally set that free? Bangtan being able to touch each other and other people... hell, just STAND next to another person... without a tsunami of jealousy from the outside world. If only we could erase that toxicity.
In the MV, Yoongi's "outlaw character" proceeds to go to his living space with his bag full of money, being pursued by "law and order." In his space he has everything and is "free" but of course what kind of freedom is that? He stares at the epitome of his life: a goldfish in a water tank.
Law and order being corrupt. The outlaw coming and taking without remorse.
"Slaves to capitalism, slaves to money, slaves to hatred and prejudice, slaves to YouTube, slaves to flexin'... selfishness and greed have gone off the rails."
"Everyone's been blinded by envy and jealousy, without realizing they're putting shackles on each other."
PREACH, KING!
We are all slaves to capitalism. You can't be sitting here reading this unless you are beholden to some capitalist technology company. None of this is free. But we can choose not to be slaves of hatred and prejudice.
My thought for the day (something very esoteric)...Yoongi killing Billboard with his chopsticks. BTS is here to stay motherfuckers. And they're gonna eat while they are here.
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Is it rude to say that you hadn’t expected Dabi to have had his own car? Not because of money issues, but because of a few reasons being: 1) he walks everywhere he goes, and 2) he’s quite literally never mentioned having a car nor a license before.
But you sit with him, in his old beat up bucket that jerks every time he hits a bump in the road, fighting for dear life. Your window doesn’t roll all the way up and bugs keep flying in, and it doesn’t help that Dabi is going 80 in a 55. You would hold onto the little life support grip thing above the window, but it looks like there hasn’t been one on the passengers side since he received the car.
You know he’s going this fast because, not only does it scare you, but it makes him hit the potholes a little harder. Which in turn makes your thighs and stomach and boobs jiggle more than usual. You should’ve known he had another motive when he insisted you ride with him to the convenience store, especially the one across town when there was 7 others he’d passed in the meantime.
But you’re too busy trying to keep your head from hitting the roof of the car, and your tits from falling out of your low cut shirt. Oh, this fucker must’ve had everything planned out the moment you walked through the door.
“Can you slow down a little?” You yell over the bass of his too loud rock music, one hand gripping his that rests on your thigh, the other holding your chest tightly. “My boobs are gonna fall outta my goddamn bra by the next pothole!”
But that only encourages Dabi, makes him throw a grin your way as he glances to how your chest jiggles again with another bump in the road. He laughs at your screech for him to look at the road, turning his eyes to comply with your request, his chin still turned in your direction.
“Well, sounds to me like I’m not going fast enough.” He teases, softly steering his wheel to the nearest pothole, a deep one. He snaps his eyes over to you the moment he hits it, smirking at your squeak when he sees your chest bounce out of your grip before you regain it again quickly.
He glances up to you, grinning even wider when you’re already glaring at him. He can’t help the squeeze of your thigh, blue eyes already zoning in on the next dip in the road for him to hit. He’s not stopping until your complaint becomes reality, and only then, he’ll find a convenience store.
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