oh my god shut the fuck up about the localized names
Quinn is a perfectly good name and is a pun on "squid" much like the original ikkan is a pun. I'm sorry you don't like English names or whatever, but that's literally what localization is, and Quinn is a good English name, it's not like they just named him "Bill" and called it a day. They did a good job here and even preserved the spirit of the original pun. Languages being what they are, it's not always possible to translate sets of thematic puns across languages - if you can even call most of Squid Squad's names "puns," they're mostly just words or truncations, so far as I can tell at my level of Japanese comprehension - the sensible words just don't usually line up like that. In this case, English just doesn't have several different names for the different kinds and parts of sushi, soy, wasabi, etc. We also simply *don't have measure-words* as a common part of our language, which the original Ikkan pun is reliant on (though they do exist in some form; see a murder of crows, a gaggle of geese, etc., but measure-words and counter-words are not fundamental to our language).
Mashup is a decent stage name, if a bit plain, and I need you to literally google what a mashup is. Mashups tend to be irreverent and anarchic, so it's fitting, especially considering remixes and mashups are literally what he does. (Also, if I were to guess based on what we know about their personality, I think DJ Mashup would be very happy that their name is making so many people so mad, making people *freak out* just by existing.)
Joy is simple. Who would've thought an old marine would have cracked the code like me.
Before they knew it, it grew to four. Two grown girls. One teen boy. And one toddler boy.
Moriah crouched through the bushes and trees, vibrant and alive in color and blending in perfect with her skin of kaleidoscope colors. She, for you see, was pregnant. Picking flowers. Picking leaves, sticks. Rocks and bugs. A warrior woman with a little warrior on board. She grips the beads on her wrist. Each charm hanging from her rosegold bracelet. A memory. The birth of the first. A bead for when they adopted. A daughter whose conception was a total mystery. A bead for every memory.
"When I first met your father, I tried to kill him."
"it was love at first sight."
They would tell their little odd fairytales of how they met to their children at bedtimes. West's mom, Elizabeth. She had to always make the joke "It stopped being a bundle a while ago. Now, they are just a gaggle of geese."
Then she passed. Everyone did.
All the kids of the mason family became a murder of crows. Especially with the news.
The family went back to the farm, but some of them stayed behind in New Orleans. Looked after the Anne Rice house.
And then…there was the triplets on board. Waiting and ready, far too eager to enter the world.
West knew a few things about life. He taught his eighteen year old son how to hunt and fish. And how to pursue things he was interested in. Moriah showed him media to help him through school, taught him what she learned when she was his age.
As for the young one, West is still trying to figure that one out. He babbles. The Cowboy tries to babble back. And then they end up yapping at each other in something that could only be described as giberish or perhaps a language they made up. Simlish? Moriah swears it sounds like Simlish.
Happiness is simple. Like Moriah decorating the new nursery and arguing between what kind of dinos she wants on the walls. Because believe you me, Westie and Moriah's kids are all creatures.
Joy is easy sometimes. Like date night. Getting away from the baseball team of a family. Doing something that Moriah and West specifically love, just for them. Just to bond. To remind. Last time it was a graveyard then goth icecream. But it had stained both their teeth black for three days. Tonight's date, they got to dress each other up however they wanted with no arguments. Moriah, knowing her husband way too well and having a soft spot for certain Cowboys, she dressed him in goth button ups, jeans, and a black fancy hat to complete it. He didn't remotely want to imagine how much the entire outfit cost.
Also, as West lead his gorgeous lady to the dance floor, he was thanking whatever deity was listening that he had to spend most of the satan's ballsack summer . . . in the sun. So Daddy Mason dropped a good amount of weight and is regaining muscles. Watch out, Mama Mo.
Growing more and more. West let the younger ones meet Chris Pratt once. And he called the Masons a raptor pack. At that time, his wife watched the kids so he could cry in the car briefly before they left. West fucking loves dinosaurs.
One hill I will die on is that there's about 10 collective nouns for animals and I'm being generous. There's like 5 that are shared by types of animals:
Herd of ungulates (I think? Prey mammals)
Pack of predators that hunt together
Flock of birds
School of fish, (which are real shut up I'm not looking at the genome am I'm checking if it's got gills and fins)
Pod of whales or dolphins
Swarm of insects maybe? But that's also a behaviour
And then there's some species specific ones that are generally agreed on :
Pride of lions
Gaggle of geese or teen girls
Murder of crows
Probably a couple of others that I'm sure people will point out
I don't even count an unkindness of ravens here because when do you see ONE raven even
No-one is pointing at a flock of flamingos and going "it's a parade of flamingos!" Unless they waste a LOT of time on the internet.
And you don't need a collective noun for generally solitary animals. Oh no it's a barcode of tigers I'd better not bother them twice as much. Oh it's a sibilance of snakes time to remember my childhood rhymes to see if I can let them bite me. The words of absolute fools. If you see more than one of a solitary animal then the correct designation is "oh fuck it's two of them"
This has been today's linguistic hill to die on, please descend the hill because it's tea time and I didn't bring enough for all of you
Just wanted to let you know the Jin Ling's uncle video you reblogged a few days ago was the first thing I saw after completing The Untamed. Would not have it any other way
Oh my God PERFECT I LOVE THAT FOR YOU SO MUCH 💙💙 Honestly I have watched that video twice a day every day at least since seeing it for the first time. It lives in my brain rent free;; the computerized voice. The dramatic music. Multilated body. Jin Ling's future uncle-in-law. Thanks that helps. I'm cry laughing just thinking about it.
Heyyyy congratulations on finishing the untamed tho!!!! What a ride amiright. This is my life now.
Alright so you know that different groups of animals go by different names? Like a group of dogs or wolves is a pack, a group of lions is a pride, a group of horses is a herd, a group of birds (or sheep!) is a flock, and a group of fish is a school.
Are there any “group names” for a lot of BJDs? Like a gaggle of geese? If not, I vote that adult-proportioned dolls are a harem, child-proportioned are a herd, and in the middles are a murder (like crows or trying to buy them clothes)
(Random question, but what’s a group of the various aliens called? Like a Gaggle of Geese, a School of Fish, a Murder if Crows. A ? Of Stickmin? A ? Of Limoli? Limoliuses? Limbs??? Limes??????)
mun: [thinking]
roommate: why was my first thought a flock?
mun: theyRE NOT BIRDS--
anyway i have No Idea but will now be thinking about this for several days probably. ACTUALLY I SWEAR I HAVE A GROUP TERM FOR LIMOLI SOMEWHERE BUT I DONT REMEMBER WHAT IT IS RN and i was absolutely awful at taking notes
so uh. expect a post out of nowhere sometime later when my brain decides to throw things at me
For animal groups i give you: an unkindness of ravens, a murder of crows, an ambush of tigers, a gaggle of geese, a pride of lions, a cackle of hyena and a memory of elephants. Honestly, I have no idea why my brain chose to store this random trivia and not maths or any of the four years of French I took in school but I guess it comes in handy.
My brain can remember exactly what the person I’m dating looks like, exactly what the other person I’m in love with looks like, what lego pieces I traded with my brother when I was six, and all the cringe things I’ve done over the years, but I can’t remember what I had for breakfast yesterday or if I even had breakfast. Also those are some awesome names of animal groups, I kinda wanna see what people think groups of mythological creatures would be called
SO the thought hit me today as i began to unfreeze a pizza. all animals have a plural word for themselves being in groups. Gaggle of geese, murder of crows, pod of whales etc. but what about fantasy creatures? I like to imagine a group of unicorns is called a fantasy. any ideas?
well the name of your band does give off mildly furry vibes...
In all fairness, I was just taking the mick out of that comment. Fact is, I don’t mind furries. Not my thing, personally. The band’s name is more a pun than anything else. We’re a ‘band of gorillas’...You know...Like a ‘murder of crows’, or ‘gaggle of geese’. That’s the only real point to it.