Yall wanna hear my favorite thought? Too bad, I'm writing it anyway.
My favorite thought is that humans are all just self-replicating machines. We're an organism, made up of organs, which are in turn made up of tissues, which are made of cells, which are FUCKIN ORGANISMS AGAIN and who have THEIR OWN ORGANS but this time we call them organelles because they're ittybitty and we needed a word for the ittybitty ones.
We are, collectively, a giant dogpile of billions of instances of the grey goo scenario. I mean really, we're nothing else. How do you make a human? Oh idk maybe throw together a bunch of organic cells that share dna and tell them "Hey you guys, you have exactly three things to do. Go eat, replicate, and for god's sake try not to die" and all our biological building blocks were like "yeah ok" and so it was that the *planet earth* was made into one giant calculation on how to make the most efficient and effective scavenger it can out of some spare *carbon* and whatever else it had in the fridge at the time.
Not to mention how the entire food chain is just a massive nutrient extraction and refinement process. Plants eat nutrients in dirt, herbivores eat plants, carnivores eat herbivores, and whatever is the easiest to eat gets sliced up, prepackaged, and shipped to your local superstore. The bible says adam was made of mud or some shit? Yeah ofc he was. We all are, Adam. Get in line. We're a bunch of bipedal machines made of billions of smaller machines, designed with the sole purpose of eating things that eat things and *getting on with it* it's wonderful.
And we fear things like zombies, or werewolves, or the borg, etc that would take us and use what they find to make more of themselves *like we haven't already been doing that ourselves*. The human equivalent is something like a bunch of humans exploring deep space and finding a planet populated entirely by cattle.
"Hello, meat planet. Welcome to our bellies.", they'd say, their eyes glinting with subtle malice and overt hunger.
"Look man, I have no idea what you're planning but please don't kill us for food stock", the cows would reply
Too bad we don't speak cow.
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I said, “Hey, baby, what you talking about? I thought that everything was just fine?”
She said, “That’s exactly the point! I just get so annoyed, how you’re so happy all the time.”
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NGL: Stuff like Brambleclaw being a terrible namer is like. really fun but also kinda hits with the 'he;s not some meglomaniacl villain hes just a shitty guy'. like. you could see squirrelflight finding that really endearing. IDK if this is some mastermind shit, or if i'm just reading wayyyyy to into this, but i like how you give characters that are pretty bad dudes very humanising qualities. Especially when they're silly/cute. Kinda reminds you that like. theyre like. a person. well. cat but yknow. and they chose to do bad shit, with influence from their past, rather than being inherently terrible. 👍
YEAH MAN, that's what I'm SAYING
Abusers, ideologues, and other terrible people are not masterminds. They aren't born evil. They're not inherently smart OR stupid. They can love, they can be funny and polite, they do things they believe are justified and want to be good people. They don't think of themselves as villains.
Evil isn't complex. It's really, really not. I feel like that's the #1 cause of confusion when I get a question like, "Why does this person do this malicious act, when it's bad/inconsistent/mean?" The answer is always simple;
They wanted to control someone.
They wanted something and didn't mind who they hurt.
Spite and short-sightedness.
Look for anything deeper and you will not find it. Heroics are complex, being a good person is ongoing and changes over time. We're in a constant state of growing. Malice is childishly simple; it feels good to get what you want.
With Bramblestar especially... it always goes back to what I said here, when talking about the idea of an Evil!Bramble. He's a person, and you ruin everything that's so interesting about him by stripping away that nuance. Squilf and Bramble loved each other, truly, and legitimately. He can be charming. He can be nice. He still hurts her. Reconcile with this.
He is not wiser for what he went through, as a child. His pain doesn't make him better. Man's just a jerk... that's it.
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