Souma's route was a slog to get through so here's some bad jokes that kept me awake
I got scared every time Kaji-san screamed ^^' Dialovers trauma is real
(So disappointed we didn't get a proper Dialovers reunion scene...)
(It's so weird to me that Hakuouki was first with the whole MC-gets-her-blood-sucked-by-her-love-interests thing and Dialovers just leaned into it more. Ah, and comparing the blood-drinking scenes from EB with DL really did me no good, it just frustrated me due to the missed opportunities... Especially since imagining Souma during Kanato's dummy head moments helped me get through his route ^^' I kinda want a Souma with some Kanato-elements now, you know? Oh, and not to mention all the shame every Hakuouki love interest felt before/while/after drinking blood, like: It wouldn't be awkward/bad if you didn't make it so! Also feels like kink-shaming tbh...)
Kuchinashi no kaori ga hakobu omoide tachi
Boku wa kyou mo odotteru yo
Ame ga kizamu biito ni mau tankou no kasa
Anata ni sokkuri tte warawareta yo
Mihanasareta you de mou yamete shimaou tte
Sono tabi koko ni kite sora wo aogu
Dakedo kanjiru anata wa ima mo
Koko de odori tsuzuketeru
Sono se ni akogarete (taete)
Sono se wo oi kaketa (kaketa)
Yakusoku shita no ni doushite doushite?
Motto hanashita katta (wakatta)
Motto shikatte hoshi katta (ki ga shita)
Demo mou shinpai shinai de
Boku wa kyou mo odotteru yo
Ame to odoru kaze no gotoku
masshiro na kasa massara na asa
Tashika ni mebaeta hikari kasuka ni
kaoru wa na mo shiranu hana
Maneru dake ja maenai baenai wakaranai
boku ni nani ga tarinai?
Anata to no enbu hoshi no hikari
Takara mono zenbu kaori no naka ni
Hora ne kanjiru anata wa ima mo
Koko de odori tsuzuketeru
Anata no you ni matte (miage)
Anata no you ni saku (chikau)
Mada mada hannin mae da ne
Motto mite hoshi katta (ninatta)
Motto waratte hoshi katta (mirai da)
Demo mou shinpai shinai de
Hora
La la ~
I ~ yo!
Anata to tomoni matte (itsu datte)
Anata to tomoni saku (hikaru)
Sukoshi wa iki ga
Sorotte kita
Soba ni ite hoshi katta (chiisana)
Zutto ite hoshi katta (hoshi datta)
Demo mou shinpai shinai de
Anata no you ni matte
Anata to tomoni matte
Anata no you ni saku
Anata to tomoni saku
Boku wa kyou mo odotteru yo
Hora
La la ~
Kuchinashi no kaori ga hakobu omoide tachi
Boku wa kyou mo odotteru yo
Letra en Español
Son libres de usar la traducción, pero no olviden darme crédito
(~ ̄▽ ̄)~
Satsuki Aoi & Nagatsuki Yoru
Con un olor a gardenias que transporta unos recuerdos
Hoy también bailaré
Un paraguas amarillo pálido baila al compás de la lluvia
Se rió de mí y dijo que yo era igual que tú
Me siento como si me hubieran abandonado,
como si renunciara
Cada vez que vengo aquí, miro al cielo
Pero aún puedo sentir que todavía
Bailas justo aquí, así que continuaré
Anhelé (soporté) su espalda
Perseguí (corrí) tras su espalda
Me lo prometiste, ¿por qué?, ¿por qué?
Quería hablarte más (lo entiendo)
Quería regañarte más (así me sentí)
Pero ya no me preocuparé más
Hoy también bailaré
Como el viento bailando con la lluvia,
un paraguas blanco puro, una mañana fresca
La luz que ha brotado, la tenue
fragancia de una flor sin nombre
Imitarlas no las hace bailar, no las hace brillar,
no comprendo, ¿que más me falta?
Un baile contigo bajo la luz de las estrellas
Y todos los tesoros de tu fragancia
¿Ves? Aún puedo sentir que todavía
Bailas justo aquí, así que continuaré
Bailaré como si fueras tú (mírame)
Floreceré como si fueras tú (lo juro)
Me quede a la mitad del camino
Quería ver más (pero te fuiste)
Quería que riera más (en el futuro)
Pero ya no me preocuparé más
¿Ves?
La la~
¡Hu~rra!
Bailaré como si estuviera contigo (por siempre)
Floreceré como si estuviera contigo (resplandeciente)
Así que si tomo un respiro
Todo estará bien
Quería que estuvieras a mi lado (de pequeño)
Quería que te quedaras para siempre (como una estrella)
Pero ya no me preocuparé más
Bailaré como si fueras tú
Bailaré como si estuviera contigo
Floreceré como si fueras tú
Floreceré como si estuviera contigo
Hoy también bailaré
¿Ves?
La la ~
Con un olor a gardenias que transporta unos recuerdos
Hoy también bailaré
English Lyrics
You are free to use the translation, but don't forget to give me credit (~ ̄▽ ̄)~
Satsuki Aoi & Nagatsuki Yoru
With a scent of gardenias that transports some memories
Today I'll dance too
A pale yellow umbrella dances to the rain's beat
He laughed at me and said I was just like you
I feel as if I've been abandoned,
as if I'm quitting
Every time I come here, I look up at the sky
But I can still feel you still
You dance right here, so I'll continue
I longed (endured) for your back
I chased (ran) behind your back
You promised me, why, why?
I wanted to talk to you more (I understand)
I wanted to scold you more (that's how I felt)
But I won't worry anymore
Today I'll dance too
Like the wind dancing with the rain,
a pure white umbrella, a cool morning
The light that has sprung, the faint
fragrance of a flower without a name
Imitating them doesn't make them dance,
doesn't make them shine,
I don't understand, what else am I missing?
A dance with you under the starlight
And all the treasures of your fragrance
See, I can still feel you still
You dance right here, so I'll go on
I'll dance like it's you (look at me)
I'll bloom like it's you (I swear)
I got left half way down the road
I wanted to see more (but you left)
I wanted to laugh more (in the future)
But I won't worry anymore
You see?
La la~
Hoo~ray!
I'll dance like I'm with you (forever)
I'll bloom like I'm with you (glowing)
So if I take a breath
Everything will be all right
I wanted you to be by my side (as a little boy)
I wanted you to stay forever (like a star)
But I won't worry anymore
I'll dance like I'm you
I'll dance like I'm with you
I'll blossom as if I were you
I'll bloom like I'm with you
I'll dance today too
You see?
La la ~
With a scent of gardenias that transports some memories
Today I'll dance too
Yes there's a reason I'm using pictures of Chiaki Kuriyama, hold your horses.
I just finished reading The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up, and I was really surprised by it. I was convinced to give it a try when I heard that Marie Kondo found her calling after suffering a cleaning-related nervous breakdown; being as attracted as I am to the relationship between vocation and pathological compulsion, this was the thing that separated me from my money. I had assumed that the book would be a focused manual on a specific activity, like so many self-help books for would-be autodidacts--and it definitely is, Kondo plays the whole thing very straight and you can almost picture her with her little TED Talk headset as she describes her foolproof "only way to" methodology, but sprinkled throughout are little morsels of psychological insight that stopped me in my tracks more than once.
She doesn't lean on the nervous breakdown component of her story, but the astute reader gets a strong sense of a lonely, isolated childhood, enduring feelings of helplessness, and the compulsive turning and returning to cleaning when other aspects of life refuse to get under control. Some of her insights have become common knowledge in the post-Hoarders era, like how clinging to objects reflects an obsession with the past or a fear of the future, and some others are really striking (to me, anyway), like the fact that chronically messy people often lack a feeling of ownership over their possessions and environments. Kondo doesn't insist on her unique mastery of human psychology the way the average culty self-help guru does; she keeps the emphasis on her technique, rather than on her personality, but then late in the game she pulls a reveal like this one:
This is a fascinating thing to unveil after having devoted a couple hundred pages to the importance of what amounts to object empathy. A big part of her process involves talking to things--your house, your stuff, and the things you're throwing away--in a sincere and emotional way that addresses how you feel about them, whether it's the pleasure of how they improve your life, or your gratitude for their past use, including a purpose as simple as helping you clarify what you don't want or need anymore (if ever). I think most everybody experiences some amount of object empathy in childhood, and I guess in adulthood it's often associated with autism, but suddenly it sounds so useful. Being able to respect objects, to the point of sympathizing with them, seems like it can lead inevitably to looking after things properly and taking your relationship to them seriously.
It's crazy how accurately your relationship to your things betrays the quality of your relationship to your very existence. Marie Kondo says that before you start the tidying process, you should ask yourself why you want to tidy to begin with, and then keep questioning your answers until you get something irreducible--which is going to be less like "I want more space" or "I want to be able to entertain at home", and more like something extremely specific about what your ideal lifestyle would look like, which in turn says something extremely specific about what kind of person you want to be. This may seem obvious when you lay it out, but it's not, really. The parent-child relationship that springs up around the latter's messy room is usually characterized along the lines of, the child needs to learn obedience and respect and more mature hygiene practices, when in reality the messy room may say something like: I feel out of control, I feel overwhelmed by life, I feel incompetent, I feel undeserving of a clean room, I feel like it doesn't really matter what happens to me so what's the point of cleaning. I don't feel like I have the authority or talent to create the kind of life I want for myself, so why try?
As a kid I felt a lot of object empathy, which could manifest as both a heartbreaking sympathy and a feeling of threat. We never had any money, and separate of that my parents were anti-materialist hippies, so I could never tell whether we just couldn't afford something, or whether I actually wasn't allowed to have something for some moral reason, or perhaps because I was bad and didn't deserve it. This has affected my lifelong relationship to money, because I developed this mentality that if I got some, then cool, but if I didn't have any, then that was just normal and I couldn't expect to change those conditions under my own power, so who cares I guess. But I digress: I became afraid of my own ability to form attachments, because I didn't have any control over having things, and also because I had a powerful sense of the ongoing degradation of everything around me. I have a shameful memory of one of my mother's friends generously offering me a Boba Fett action figure--a major prize to be sure--and even though I was like 8, I asked the guy directly whether the colored parts of the toy were solid plastic or painted, because I knew that paint would wear and chip and then I would just be left with the feeling of loss. I never really learned how to take care of anything, either; as an adult, I buy weird bullshit to entertain myself, or to build on some fantasy of what my personality supposedly is, but then I constantly lose and break things because that's just how I am, and so I can't properly form appropriate connections to anything. Sometimes I do something destructive or neglectful for no good reason, or rather it's because of some vague moralizing notion that I shouldn't be attached to things anyway. I got my ultimate hero and powercrush David Cronenberg to sign a VIDEODROME poster for me; then in a fit of spite for my own preciousness, I hung it on thumbtacks instead of framing it; now I don't even know where the hell it is, and I still feel terrible about the whole episode 20 years later.
In Takashi Miike's all-ages fantasy THE GREAT YOKAI WAR, a couple of evildoers including the great Chiaki Kuriyama build an army of monsters out of sentient trash: discarded possessions that are full of resentment about being used up and rejected. I found this concept so intense that, actually, I still choke up just trying to describe it, it's so brutal, it's like all of my most primitive fears about my toys having feelings are suddenly real and justified and I can never make up for it. Meanwhile I have had problems with other people who have an intensely dysfunctional relationship with their possessions in the opposite direction of me.
For one major but not at all isolated example, my abusive ex-boyfriend was heavily materialistic, but I don't know what he wanted from that pursuit and I don't think he knew either. He would race to buy the latest comic book collectibles, or deluxe DVDs of key film bro movies, and then almost as soon as the pleasure of buying them had passed, he would try to flip them on eBay and have frightening rages when he inevitably didn't break even. He bought a set of highly desirable designer Godzilla figures from someone I knew who was selling off his father's treasured collection, assuming they were going to a loving home, and then as soon as the initial thrill was gone, my ex was on eBay grumbling about what they were fetching. When we went to San Diego Comic Con, I used what little money I had to surprise him with a limited edition toy from a comic we both loved, and when he saw it, he sighed bitterly and stuff cash into my hand to make me go buy the other one from the set, without saying thank you. Around that time I worked somewhere where we had these big expensive 8-bit Super Mario wall decals, which he demanded for his birthday; after he got them he had some of his shitty yuppie friends over, and they made fun of him for having this kid stuff, so later he yelled at me for gifting him something "pathetic". He traded them for somebody's used flatscreen TV, and then he asked me to get him another set of decals. "I thought you said they were pathetic?" I reminded him, to which he snapped back, "Oh yeah that's right, THEY ARE," as if I were the one who had the dumb idea of offering them to him.
You can probably guess that most of his buying habits were performative, designed to impress people who weren't paying attention and who he didn't even like, but whose perceived status (economic or cultural) made him feel jealous and inferior. However, there is one more thing in play with him: The show Hoarders came out toward the end of our relationship, and I saw him watch it with an intense interest that I had never seen before. It was usually hard to tell if he really enjoyed the things he consumed, or if he was just desperately competing with the rest of his demographic at Knowing Things and Having Opinions, but he had a distinct personal investment in Hoarders. He told me that his parents were Hoarders. I couldn't tell exactly how true that was since he was extremely judgmental of his family, whose ordinariness made him deeply ashamed (as if dentists and teachers are Nothing), but it seemed that there was something to it because they were very mysterious about the fact that I wasn't allowed to visit their home. From the way that my ex poured his attention into that show, with this haunted look about him, I knew that the dysfunctional relationship to things was a part of his very DNA, and a crucial component of the whole entire pathology of his personality. One's obsession or repulsion regarding materialism is definitely not to be dismissed as an innocent quirk unrelated to the core problems of one's soul.
Anyway. Reading the Marie Kondo book was actually a really provocative and enlightening experience for me. I'm planning to do her method as soon as I have time for the sustained marathon she recommends, and I'm really looking forward to what it will reveal even though I know it's going to be a challenge. And also, oddly enough, I've been working through this kind of difficult (annoying but necessary) book about a certain esoteric strain of Virgin Mary iconography, and just this morning I set it down at the end of this particular passage:
I hadn't planned to get into all this today--I didn't even think of it until an hour or so ago--and yet it seems I picked the right day to do it.
¿Yo acordándome de que tengo este blog? Pidan un deseo, que hace mucho, pero que mucho tiempo que no traduzco un CD drama. Originalmente iba a traducir este CD hace un año, pero bueno, mejor tarde que nunca. No les voy a mentir, extrañaba las risas malvadas del Kondo, pero me ha dado cuco con tanta tortura. Saga donde eres la hija de un jefe de la mafia y tras la muerte de este empiezas a relacionarte con su familia. Espero que lo disfruten n.n
as someone who as watched the second reunion live more times than i’d like to admit i can confidently say that the highlight is zool. their performances are genuinely on such a high level and i’d hazard saying they’re the best live performance group!! yuya hirose, subaru kimura, takashi kondo, and koutaro nishiyama are amazing performers on top of being incredible voice actors!!
I just found Nikkari's ending song for Hanamaru and I think I completely wiped this from my memory because I'm literally losing my mind here
The part at 1:11, I just fucking astral projected
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I had no idea Majima could sing like that?? Also the vibe sent me straight back to the Seventh Heaven (Rejet) songs and I need to rethink my entire life now
Fatal Fury: City of the Wolves |Announcement Trailer
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Characters Trailer (English version)
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Characters Trailer (Japanese version)
Fatal Fury: City of the Wolves will launch in Early 2025. Platforms and release date have yet to be announced. It will also be playable at EVO Japan 2024, which will run from April 27 to 29, 2024 at Ariake GYM-EX in Tokyo, Japan.
Announced playable characters
Rock Howard (voiced by Griffin Puatu in English, Yuma Uchida in Japanese)
Terry Bogard (voiced by Michael Schneider in English, Takashi Kondo in Japanese)
Hotaru Futaba (voiced by Suzie Yeung in English, Manaka Iwami in Japanese)
Tizoc (voiced by Jalen K. Cassell, Hikaru Hanada in Japanese)
Preecha (voiced by Mia Paige in English, Chika Anzai in Japanese)
Kaji Yūki as Sōma Kazue and Sakamaki Kanato & Kondō Takashi as Miki Saburō and Sakamaki Subaru.
(Maybe the last one was on purpose because of the name similarities...)
What playing Sōma’s route is like for me now...
This kinda makes sense...
Morikubo Shōtarō as Okita Sōji and Tsukinami Shin.
And this... This is... weird.
Toriumi Kōsuke as Saitō Hajime and Sakamaki Shū.
BTW: Shout-out to @tournesolia for providing the translations that made the Haunted Dark Bridal playthrough by It’s Moog on YouTube possible! Thank you very much for your hard work!
This was my first full NOAH show I've watched in forever and it was a great watch. They pulled in a great crowd of over 5K, it had very good matches up and down the card, two fantastic bouts, but unfortunately it ended with one of the worst matches you're likely to see all year...
Things started hot with the Jr. Tag Title 3-Way. You know what to expect here; lots of crazy spots, not much in the way of traditional "psychology", and 100mph action. The crowd loved this and it was a great way to kick things off. There was confusion over the elimination nature of this one, and had it ended after after the first fall, I think I'd have liked it more, but it was a great little opener with the GLG duo of YO-HEY and Tadasuke eliminating both opponents at 8:48 and 12:24 respectively to win the straps. Things cooled down a tad with the next match, which was decent enough but just your standard 6-Man, which saw the GLG were victorious again.
The next match was something of a Dream Match for me, one that's been teased for a good couple of years now as Ishii and Kitomiya, two of my favourite guys from their respective companies, had an absolute war that is a strong MOTYC only two days in! You know what to expect here, it was tsandard Ishii big match fair, which is always tremendous. They pounded each other with chops, Lariats, headbutts, forearms punches and suplexes for 15:04, before Ishii got the win with the Vertical Drop Brainbuster. Amazing. The next match too was excellent as Go Shiozaki went over ageless veteran Satoshi Kojima, in a battle of the Go-wan Lariats! This was great, and kept relatively short at 13:56. Shiozaki won after an exchange of Lariats. Go formed a new faction called Team NOAH in the post-match.
Next up we got a couple of interesting debuts. "The Great Muta's daughter" Great Sakuya (Riko Kawahata) debuted in a doubles clash which ended in a DQ after she blew the dreaded Dokukiri in poor Umesaki's face. This was very silly, and the crowd were dead for it, but whilst it certainly wasn't great, it certainly wasn't bad either. The next match was better as former MMA fighter Ulka Sasaki battled NOAH legend Takashi Sugiura in a nice little exhibition. Sasaki looked good here, and it featured some good sequences, before Sugiura naturally won at the 11 minute mark with the Olympic Yossen Slam.
After intermission we got the ZSJ/Ogawa vs. Tana/HAYATA tag match. This was really good, as you'd expect, though at nearly 18 minutes it was a little long. They teased a lot of stuff with Zack and Tanahashi for their TV Title match at the Dome tomorrow. Sabre Jr. won for his team when he submitted HAYATA with a crazy leg stretch. The GHC Jr. Title bout was decent enough, as Daga retained over Eita in exactly 13 minutes. I expected a bit more here, and it ultimatly came off as a bit of a squash as Daga dominated the whole thing, despite the crowd really wanting Eita to win. The 6 on 6 Elimationation match was actually a lot of fun and I really enjoyed it. Like everyone else, I'm at the end of my tether with this HoT stuff (and don't even get me started on Narita's inexplicably asinine inclusion in this nonsense), BUT, this match proves if done right, it can be pretty great. Obviously we got all the token House silliness like the never-ending stream of low blows, interference and incompetent refereeing, but it built really well as it boiled down to Kaito and EVIL, with Kiyomiya looking like a hero as he overcame the odds and sent EVIL to the floor with a Shining Wizard at the 26:14 mark to win for the babyfaces.
The first half of the Double Main Event; Kenoh's GHC Heavyweight Title defence against former tag partner Manabu Soya came next and it was another fantastic, hard-hitting war, and another early MOTYC. We all know Kenoh's great, and I've always been a fan of Soya since his All Japan days, but he's kind of lingered in the NOAH mid-card since arriving and gotten lost in the shuffle somewhat. Well this was a coming out party if ever there were one, both guys looked fantastic here, and I was worried someone was going to get legit KO'd at points, given how hard they were hitting each other. Kenoh missed a Moonsault knee drop by a considerable margin at the end there, but recovered well by devastating the big man with some headkicks and got the submission win at 28:36 with the Kenoh Special. Excellent, excellent match. Shiozaki came out in the post match and challenged Strong Fist to a title match, which will be happening on January 13th. Count me in as these two always have great matches together. And this is where I'd recommend everyone just turn this show off...
The Marufuji/Ibushi main event *sigh*... look I'm sure everyone already knows about this match, something that once upon a time was a dream match, but in the harsh realities of 2024, was an abject nightmare. This match was all kinds of bad, as Ibushi came into this thing banged up to oblivion and physically incapable of doing... anything, really. AND IT WENT 33:26!!! Which honestly felt like a good couple of hours watching live. Ibushi announced he was working through a broken hand and foot in the days prior, and when he made his entrance with tears streaming down his face, I feared the worst. The reality is this match shouldn't have happened, or if it did, have it go like 10 minutes maximum or something. And certainly don't have it be the main event! It was total insanity to book this to go north of 30 minutes. But even then, nobody made Ibushi try to do his signature spots in this thing. The guy couldn't even get himself up to go over the ropes on a backdrop, so what made him think attempting a Moonsault to the floor was a wise move? Well, he seemingly broke his ankle doing so, and the match only descended into more of a train wreck from there. The crowd were dead, almost like they were at a funeral, the "action" was a level lower than snail pace, and watching it was a profoundly sad experience. I never thought I'd see the day when the Keiji Muto of 2023 looked more mobile and having more business being in the ring than Kota Ibushi ever. Ibushi won with Kamigoye to put everyone out of their misery, none more so than the two guys in the match, then there was a totally bizarre post match where Kiyomiya and Jake Lee came out and seemingly banished Ibushi from NOAH. Ibushi could barely stand or walk on his way to the back, and this is a match I'll never watch again in my life. I had thought about giving this a DUD, but I couldn't be that harsh given the circumstances. Also, Marufuji did try his best out there, bless him. But the fact is Ibushi needs some time away from the ring to heal. I mean, this could be the end of his illustrious in-ring career, which is beyond heartbreaking, and he's looked a shadow of his former self since he returned to wrestling last Spring, but he wasn't even the same person out there on this show.
All in all, this was a great supershow from NOAH, marred slightly by a catastrophically bad main event, for obvious reasons. But I recommend everyone check it out up the fab Kenoh/Soya match, and just pretend the Ibushi/Maru match never happened.