Lets start with something FUN!
Lets start the writeing my ideas with the Fake save universe Idea!
"Fake save" timeline: Pasafist
In a pasafist run in "Undertale" Frisk was talking to Chara(Ghost/Narrator) about the past timeline, they were talking about how something seemed off about last run, Chara told Frisk that she also noticed something odd in the last run, for a first, the savepoints were more transperent, not to meantion Frisk's soul's determination doesnt shine as much as the first route, they were walking to sans's sentry post at this point, but next to the big stick sans breaks after they walk far enough there was a savepoint, a white savepoint, Chara told Frisk this wasnt here before and prompted the narration
" * Its a savepoint.. but fully white "
" * Your hands feel cold. So cold near it "
Frisk touched it none the less, nothing happond, untill the file was saved, everything went pitch black, Chara exclaimed "WHAT THE HE-" before her voice glitched out and was gone, Frisk panicked, they didnt even load the file yet! Something must be wrong! They wandered aimlessly for awhile, realizeing where they were had no end Frisk loaded the file. This save file has the time at "0:00" no time "played" so it was like a reset, a buntch of images flash before Frisk's eyes, and then, they woke up, in a familliar but weird place, it was the flower room but there was someone next to them, seemingly passed out.. ! Frisk was suprised, its Chara but not as a ghost, her hair and swetter were abit different, she had a blue and silver swetter and the tips of abit of her hair were red, determination red, then they looked at themselfs, theyre also different, theyre swetter was light blue and dusty rose, they couldnt look at theyre hair but abit of it was also red, Frisk waited for Chara to wake up, eventually they got bored and shaked Chara to wich she woke up abit startled and confused, she had no memory of the past timelines or who Frisk was, she had Silver eyes, Frisk tryed explaining but it was no use, it just confused Chara, so they just asked Chara if they could stay together due to being in a unfamilliar place, she agreed, they looked around before moveing forward, they found a silver locket and a dusty rose bandana, ofcourse Chara equiped the locket and Frisk the bandana, the following was said by Chara when they put it on
" * I equiped the Silver locket, defence raised by 10! I look fancy "
" * You equiped the Bandana, Max health increased by 15, defence raised by 5! You look pretty cool partner it matches with your eyes "
Frisk was abit confused, but thanked Chara, they moved on to flowey's room, but nobody came. Chara not remembering the other timelines continued to move on while Frisk was hesitent, Flowey should be here right? It makes no sense that he isnt, but things are weird enough as is, so they ignore it for now and move on, in the next room it was a corridor, a long corridor in the ruins that lead to the first puzzle room, there was one of those white savepoints and a table with a bag of candy, Frisk took the bag as Chara read the instructions for the puzzle, Frisk quickly solved it as they already knew how it was, Chara asked them how they knew the things to step on, Frisk said it was luck, Chara spotted the Savepoint and went on to touch it, Frisk was going to yell for her not to but the following narration was heard by both but it seemed to be for Chara
" * File saved, Nan time, The ruins?, You are filled with determination, your buddy there isnt so much "
Chara feels warm by the savepoint, Frisk felt colder, they moved on, it was the room with the levers, there was a froggit there, when they got close enough though! Battle comence! This is when Frisk saw that theyre soul was dusty rose aswell, and Chara's was the determination one! But what was frisk's? Well that will found out later on. Frisk complimented the Froggit, it didnt understand but was happy by what you said, Chara hugged the froggit, Frisk was even more confused, that wasnt a option, Chara also said to the froggit " Dont worry Mr.Froggit, we wont hurt you! " Froggit seems reluctent to attack, its theyre turn again, Frisk spares the Froggit, Chara pats the froggit and waves it goodbye, the froggit thanked them and gave them a small help on the puzzle since there were no indicators, he said to pull the blue one and not the red one.
" * You both spared the froggit, the froggit has never seen such kindness from humans, battle end, you gained 0 exp, 38 gold and 16 hpp "
Frisk now more confused by what xpp was did what the froggit said as Chara took out a little book and wrote down some stuff about the froggit [Inspired by Ts!Underswap not going to lie] and helped out, they move on.
[ Part 1 End ]
[ hope you all liked that, sorry for the mistakes that porbably are there, Im not very good at writeing and pfft! Ill probably write more later today if you all engoyed it! ]
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lead balloon (the tumblr post that saved me)
if this comic resonated with you, it would mean the world to me if you donated to this palestinian family's escape fund.
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no creative notes because this isn't that kind of comic.
I know I don’t owe any of you anything but I still felt compelled to write about my long term absence. And I feel far enough away from the dangerous spot I was in to be able to make this comic. I have a therapist now, and she agreed that making this could be a very cathartic gesture, and the start of properly leaving these thoughts behind me. I am still, at seemingly random times, blindsided by fleeting desires to kill myself. They’re always passing urges, but it’s disarming, and uncomfortable. I worry sometimes that my brain’s spent so long thinking only about suicide that it’s forgotten how to think about anything else. Like, now that I've opened that door for myself, I'll never be able to fully shut it again. But I’m trying my best to encourage my mind in other directions. We'll see how that goes.
I am still donating all proceeds from my store to Palestinian causes. So far, I've donated over $15K, not including donations coming from my own pocket or the fundraising streams which jointly raised around $10K. In the time since I made my initial post about where this money would be going, the focus has shifted from aid organisations to directly donating to escape funds.
If you'd like to do the same, you can look at Operation Olive Branch, which hosts hundreds of Palestinian escape funds or donate to Safebow, which has helped facilitate the safe crossing and securing of important medical procedures for over 150 at-risk palestinians since the beginning of the genocide.
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in light of the recent news that Iranian President Ebrahim Raisi has been found dead after a helicopter crash you might be wondering 'who the hell is this guy and why are so many people celebrating his death??' and i'm here to answer that!
to fully understand what's going on we need to look into Iran's history: when the Iranian revolution in 1979 happened the authoritarian king who was ruling at that time was overthrown, but the ensuing power vacuum lead to the islamic regime seizing power and establishing Iran as an islamic republic
the following years were incredibly cruel to the Iranian people; thousands of people (especially minorities) have been protesting against the strict islamic regime leading to many being jailed, tortured and executed.
and this is where Raisi played a big part: in 1988 he was part of a committee that ordered the execution of thousands of political prisoners who were protesting the islamic regime, earning himself the title of "the butcher of tehran"
do not be fooled by what the state media wants you to believe, the Iranian people are celebrating his death. he was a cruel mass murderer who has destroyed the lives of thousands of people, his death should be used as a time to mourn for all the suffering he has caused, and bring new attention to the political prisoners still being held in Iranian prisions today
because sadly the fight is far from over. many of you have probably heard of the murder of Mahsa Jina Amini back in 2022, causing a new wave of nationwide protests and establishing the "woman, life, freedom" movement. the regime has gotten increasingly cruel in their treatment of the Iranian people, especially women, but the people of Iran are not deterred and keep fighting for a free Iran.
if you want to know how you can help, please keep talking about us. the one thing the regime hates is international attention, and in the past it has been proven that international pressure has stopped the regime from executing various political prisoners. people like Toomaj Salehi are under imminent threat of execution and spreading their names could save their lives. so whether you share social media posts or talk to your family and friends about what is happening in Iran, anything helps 🙏🏼
jin, jiyan, azadi ✌🏼
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The student protests for Palestine have been an amazing show of solidarity and support and seeing the way that so many young people are willing to stand up for their values is admirable when so many others stay silent. But this is all to say that we are entering a pattern of glorifying these white “martyrs” from the global west to put all of this effort and resources and media coverage into instead of the actual cause they are fighting for.
I saw the same thing happen with Aaron Bushnell, when his self immolation was being talked about more than the actual genocide in Gaza (which went against everything he said he was self immolating for in the first place).
And again this happened with the prisoner from the US who worked 136 hours just to be able to donate his $17 check to Palestine aid efforts. In response to this, people wanted to help him and ended up raising over $100,000 in a gofundme for him. This feels almost satirical, as every gofundme to help Gazans evacuate Palestine and get to safety has a goal of less than $100,000 and most of them are not even close to reaching it.
And now, there are more and more posts on how to get aid to the college student encampments, and the “urgency” of getting enough bail funds for the students who have been arrested during them. Talking about Palestine itself and getting resources to Palestine has almost been put on the back burner in favour of making all Palestine related news about college students in the United States.
It think it is valuable to recognise the selflessness and importance of these protests, and getting these students resources but what is MORE important, and what these people are truly fighting for, and protesting, and make a statement about is PALESTINE. We have unsurprisingly reached the point where there are people who care much more about the white people fighting for the cause from the comfort of living in the global west than they care about the Palestinians undergoing a genocide in Gaza. It’s become almost blatant racism, the way people begin to drop everything the second a white/usamerican person does something in regards to helping Palestine, but will not put the same effort into a Palestinian IN Gaza who is telling their story or asking for help. I respect anyone who has done absolutely anything to help Palestine, but I hope people are starting to see the pattern of how the media gravitates towards the “white saviour/perfect martyr” instead of the first hand accounts coming from those in Gaza.
Anyway FIND A GOFUNDME AND DONATE TO HELP FAMILIES IN GAZA ESCAPE GENOCIDE
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at some point it's just like. do they even fucking like the thing they're asking AI to make? "oh we'll just use AI for all the scripts" "we'll just use AI for art" "no worries AI can write this book" "oh, AI could easily design this"
like... it's so clear they've never stood in the middle of an art museum and felt like crying, looking at a piece that somehow cuts into your marrow even though the artist and you are separated by space and time. they've never looked at a poem - once, twice, three times - just because the words feel like a fired gun, something too-close, clanging behind your eyes. they've never gotten to the end of the movie and had to arrive, blinking, back into their body, laughing a little because they were holding their breath without realizing.
"oh AI can mimic style" "AI can mimic emotion" "AI can mimic you and your job is almost gone, kid."
... how do i explain to you - you can make AI that does a perfect job of imitating me. you could disseminate it through the entire world and make so much money, using my works and my ideas and my everything.
and i'd still keep writing.
i don't know there's a word for it. in high school, we become aware that the way we feel about our artform is a cliche - it's like breathing. over and over, artists all feel the same thing. "i write because i need to" and "my music is how i speak" and "i make art because it's either that or i stop existing." it is such a common experience, the violence and immediacy we mean behind it is like breathing to me - comes out like a useless understatement. it's a cliche because we all feel it, not because the experience isn't actually persistent. so many of us have this ... fluttering urgency behind our ribs.
i'm not doing it for the money. for a star on the ground in some city i've never visited. i am doing it because when i was seven i started taking notebooks with me on walks. i am doing it because in second grade i wrote a poem and stood up in front of my whole class to read it out while i shook with nerves. i am doing it because i spent high school scribbling all my feelings down. i am doing it for the 16 year old me and the 18 year old me and the today-me, how we can never put the pen down. you can take me down to a subatomic layer, eviscerate me - and never find the source of it; it is of me. when i was 19 i named this blog inkskinned because i was dramatic and lonely and it felt like the only thing that was actually permanently-true about me was that this is what is inside of me, that the words come up over everything, coat everything, bloom their little twilight arias into every nook and corner and alley
"we're gonna replace you". that is okay. you think that i am writing to fill a space. that someone said JOB OPENING: Writer Needed, and i wrote to answer. you think one raindrop replaces another, and i think they're both just falling. you think art has a place, that is simply arrives on walls when it is needed, that is only ever on demand, perfect, easily requested. you see "audience spending" and "marketability" and "multi-line merch opportunity"
and i see a kid drowning. i am writing to make her a boat. i am writing because what used to be a river raft has long become a fully-rigged ship. i am writing because you can fucking rip this out of my cold dead clammy hands and i will still come back as a ghost and i will still be penning poems about it.
it isn't even love. the word we use the most i think is "passion". devotion, obsession, necessity. my favorite little fact about the magic of artists - "abracadabra" means i create as i speak. we make because it sluices out of us. because we look down and our hands are somehow already busy. because it was the first thing we knew and it is our backbone and heartbreak and everything. because we have given up well-paying jobs and a "real life" and the approval of our parents. we create because - the cliche again. it's like breathing. we create because we must.
you create because you're greedy.
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