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bonefall · 7 months

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grr pregnancy and birth is such an ick for me that i genuinely cannot comprehend how the erins thought that bright stream was a good idea. ugh. like its so gross that its too awful to even be like, a good decision to darken the story WHAT ARE THESE WRITERS ON

sorry. i hate dotc can you tell.

The obsession with birth and biological parentage in DOTC borders on pathological at times, it's almost fascinating. I'm actually not icked out by the topic of pregnancy but...

Like, it is the logical conclusion of their awful mindset in DOTC. If only your biomother and your biofather have a Super Special and Meaningful connection to you to the point of just, inexplicable, innate knowing, then of course it doesn't fucking matter if you were raised by those people or not, or even BORN in the first place. It's inherent to your very genetics.

Clear Sky's Fetus Children were magically close to him at their very conception, just like how Tom means more to Turtle Tail's children than the man who actually raises them. The bond between a bioparent and biochild isn't "formed," it's just this natural thing that you're built with.

It's the antithesis of 'found family.' The COMPLETE opposite. It's womb magic.

And it's used for Clear Sky's man pain. Like. To be very frank. All of this is for the narrative purpose of making him sad. Bright Stream dies this gruesome and horrific death and takes his unborn children with her to set up a "reason" for him to abandon his next son. He's "too scared" to lose another family. And then he loses Storm too and it man pains him into dramatically announcing "I cannot BEAR to ever be so sad ever again oouugh. I will now hit anyone who is mean to me."

Gray Wing "sees through this" to recognize the sad boy and beloved brother under it all, the "goodness" he had all along while he was beating and slaughtering innocent people because he was So Scared.

This is why I don't shut up about the idea of Clear Sky's "Redemption Arc" being the crap axis upon which the shittiness of the arc spins. EVERY. SINGLE. BAD CHOICE relates back in some way to trying to keep him "redeemable." Even the infamous Angel Fetus Children scene, during Gray Wing's fucking DEATH, exists to reward Clear Sky after all of his ""growth""

So like to answer the question; The writers were on Clear Sky Fartsniff. A very powerful drug, lmao.

#bone babble #DOTC Hate #Re: I remain adamant that Clear is the WORST character in warriors #Yes Gray is fucking annoying. His POV is uncomfortable and frustrating #But it's that bad because it's built FOR CLEAR #ALL of it is built for him #Clear is the central character of DOTC. Everything happens because of him. It's HIS arc. Everyone else is incidental #in fact you can fucking see it plainly. How many other characters HAVE identifiable character arcs? VERY few. Fewer that aren't kin.#Most of them exist to serve Clear's story in some way.#this series does continue to be fascinatingly bad though #like... I could fill a textbook with essays on this lmaoo

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somecunttookmyurl · 1 year

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all the while society conflates "being an adult" with "having a proper job" and "having money to make arbitrary Adult Purchases" disabled people who can't work - or can only work part time or can only do entry level baby jobs - will never be 'allowed' to be adults

you can say "being an adult is looking after yourself you don't have to have a job!!!" all you want but most people who say that will still assume anybody who doesn't either can't or won't 'look after themselves' actually. and every 'marker' of 'adulthood' that's observable and thus actually counts or whatever loops back around to... having a job and 'contributing' something

#yeah i have netflix on all day #i am quite literally signed off of work for the -rest of my life-#what the fuck else would you like me to do with my time when most people are in fact at work #or did you think i can't have the tv on and put laundry away at the same time or something #must i work on commissions on silence in a dour room to be perceived as an adult #anyway 'looking after yourself/your home/your pet' is not observable #to anybody who doesn't like ACTUALLY live in your house #unless you are extremely obviously NOT doing it #if a tree falls in a forest etc #owning a house? job. like not even 'in this economy? lol'#disabled people LITERALLY can't because we aren't allowed to have enough savings for a deposit #car? would you honestly trust me with a vehicle lol but also: job #you mostly cannot buy a car without one it's a requirement for the lease #otherwise you aren't 'trusted' to pay it on time #incidentally most landlords will also - perfectly legally - refuse to rent to you because you are going to be unreliable with the rent #which is being paid directly by the gov anyway like take your trust issues up with them bro #a family? if i get married or cohabit with a partner my income gets sliced in half #so to support even myself let alone a child would require. drumroll please. employment #savings? adults have savings right? yeah but unlike you i have a gov enforced cap on mine #'good furniture not shit from ikea' (someone has remarked that ikea furniture is 'college dorm-y' it's going here)#i mean do i have to say it

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theminecraftbee · 2 years

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oh incidentally he mentioned earlier when asked if his minecraft character would share too that he came up with a story/lore idea for that but he'd have to wait a week or two so. sure why not we're going to get the in-game logic reason for him to shave also i guess

#stream liveblogging #if the story reason is connected to the rift stuff incidentally that would be HYSTERICAL #but honestly the fact we're at that point at all is funny enough

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bookshelf-in-progress · 2 months

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It's so nice to have this tiny little selection of WIPs to prioritize. Really helps me to keep my focus where it should be.

Wait, what's this?

IT'S A LONG-ABANDONED WIP WITH A STEEL CHAIR!!

#so two days ago i was looking back at some of my stories i like and thinking that they were all garbage #well then yesterday (actually at 3 am shh don't tell) i was looking at some things i liked less and found that they were surprisingly good #(my imagination kicked in during the interim and supplied some really nice mental movies that made the stories come alive)#and guys that arateph princess and the pea retelling has me going feral #both povs have fantastic conflicts #the fairy tale gets to tie in perfectly with the politics and philosophy issues in this world #and now i really really want to get to the core of this story and try to figure out how to finish it #because there's a ton of thematic and internal things happening #but how to realistically tie it in with the need for action is logistically difficult #i've got at least three threads here and the 'assassination attempt' thing is the most concrete possibility but also the hardest to fit in #i may just have to open a new doc and rubber-duck it to see if something comes together #incidentally the fact that this kind of thing regularly happens with my backlog of seasonally-specific ideas is why i rarely finish anythin #ah well what do you do?#adventures in writing

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poorlittleyaoyao · 6 months

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no qin su fell asleep every night in the arms of her brother husband like fifteen feet(and okay one mirror portal) away from nie mingjue's severed head

"Ah yes. Me. My brotherhusband. And his resentful six-foot-three sworn brother's severed head."

Okay, but for real, this is boggling my mind. Is this a compromise because cutting off all physical contact made QS too sad and he felt bad? Does he think that sleeping next to his wife somehow makes the part where they're not engaging in any sexual activity less weird to the outside observer? Is he so touch-starved that he's determined that whatever else he's feeling is worth it? Does he feel the need to ensure that servants see them sleeping in the same bed like a Normal Couple (even though Normal Couples of their social status do not in fact do this) so nobody catches on that they're not having sex? JGY, what is happening?

#I mean if I were QS and I didn't know about the incest I guess I'd be happy my husband was still down to cuddle #rather than suddenly withdrawing any and all non-incidental physical contact #but. what. WHAT.#why are you putting yourself in a There Was Only One Bed fic when there are in fact several beds!

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izzyspussy · 5 months

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another one of my main big problems with art that by desgin "teaches a lesson" or whatever is that then it inherently is not for the people it's about. it's for people who need to learn something about the people it's about. and a) i am usually not in that target audience myself and b) that sure sucks shit for the other group lol. it's just all but guaranteed to be preachy, alienating, shallow, and self-congratulatory. extremely hard pass.

#jack facts #incidentally this is also why i dropped out of college #because all of the classes were like this too #as if not only were there no [x type of people] in the class but also no one in the class knew those people were also people #and that was a necessary step in the education process on the topic #it just got so tiresome having to figure out how to answer questions that my lived experience made totally fucking rhetorical #like. it's time to update the framing of the curriculum lads it's been 800 years #anyway #reading process

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winepresswrath · 1 year

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i will not accept changheng slander/compliments about how he'll sacrifice his love for his duty when halfway through the second act he raises both middle fingers to duty and walks backwards into hell-dimension jail, only to then break out of jail, take himself completely out of commission and leave his people with no real defense against the enemy, and then follow that up with trying to taunt his brother into killing him because without love he doesn't want to live. this man is insane. Both lanhua and dongfang qingcang struggle significantly more with duty vs. love! Even before Changheng rebels completely he's less prioritizing his duty and more aware that if his brother catches wind of his feelings he's going to start looking for excuses to permakill the object of his affections. He's planning on breaking up with his fiancée if he can ever find her! He lowkey thinks at least half of the people who rely on him wouldn't be much of a loss and is probably willing to let the rest of them burn if he really has to. He's not Ronghao so he's probably not going to be the one setting them on fire but Ronghao is 100% correct that they are in fact very similar people.

#changheng #what he'll actually potentially sacrifice love for is friendship!#he's never going to make a play for a friend's girl #this is why the friend and the girl have to make a play for him together #as a couple #shifufucking #he has like one second of what if I DO have to seriously throw down with my brother and can't find a middle way #and then he's like I will live with the shame of not immediately resorting to treason my whole life #better do so many Crimes #incidentally I LOVE dfqc's whole duty-love torment thing #but it is in fact tormenting him because he takes it very seriously #my love or my people is an impossible choice for him and he's always looking for a third way #but like... my love or the chance to do a genocide was also really hard! he almost picked genocide!#for a long time his plan was: kill all her friends hope she gets over it one day

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thesearchforbluejello · 1 year

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This has absolutely been discussed many times but I am once again losing it over the fact that "Rogue One" as a name is making sound out of silence.

It's formed as a last minute, emergency name for the shuttle, for the people aboard, for the mission when Bodhi says it; it has no precedent, nothing that came before it for that name to be used. But when Bodhi says it, it exists.

It both takes advantage of and retcons the Rogue Squadron we've seen before in the original trilogy, where there was no Rogue One. But there is now, because Bodhi said it.

Jyn's name, Cassian's name, K's name, Chirrut's name, Baze's name, Bodhi's name, every one of the rebels that are on the shuttle... none of them come up again in the things that temporally follow. Yes, those pieces of media were created before this film, but in the world of the story, they come after, and it becomes a remarkable silence.

Rogue One as the team that took Scarif and stole the Death Star plans exists as Rogue One because Bodhi pulls that name out of silence, out of nothing that preceded it. "Rogue One?! There is no Rogue One!" "Well, there is now." And after Scarif, there is no Rogue One again. It existed only for what it accomplished.

On a meta level, that's exactly what the film does as well-- it tells a story that was only a handful of vague lines before, draws it out of the lacunae and places itself where it belonged to tell a story that was restrained by the shape of the narrative that came before it and was unavoidably wrapped around it. It's the quintessential "doomed by the narrative."

There's also the fact that Jyn's theme is built around dies irae and reflexively creates a reference to her in parts of A New Hope and also makes the score tell you that she's doomed by the narrative to die but I've screamed enough already.

#I will lose my cool entirely if I go off about the soundtrack okay #the achingly beautiful string motifs #the way he pushes the brass into a register that *hurts*#the fact that he takes advantage of Williams' over the top punchy incidental style and constrasts it with the absolute #stunning orchestral style he's so good at with the low strings and brass and the juxtaposition of lyrical sections with tight rhythms UGH #permanently yelling about Giacchino okay #like he took all the good bits of Williams and made them 70x better sorry Williams fans #there's more Super 8 in this score than I ever really thought about before but it's raw in a way a lot of his work hasn't been #I would like him to write more gut wrenching shit like this please I'm begging #like Giacchino absolutely pop off with his writing okay #he punched us in the throat with Up too but that was different #either that or let Chris Tilton do it I'd be fine with that also #anyway I digress this movie makes me foam at the mouth gnaw a table leg feral okay #the Jyn Erso and Hope Suite is probably Giacchino's crowning achievement imo #you have to sit silently and stare at a wall after it #like you have to take a recovery minute #also he WENT. THE. FUCK. OFF. with the Darth Vader motif #congratulations to this movie for making Darth Vader genuinely terrifying for the first time ever #idk you guys I'm just permanently obsessed with this movie #the rest of star wars just exists around this movie okay #they all wish they had what this movie has #I will not be taking criticism at this time

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ravenpuffheadcanons · 1 month

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I have been reading lots of local papers from the late 1930s as fic research. By far the weirdest thing I have discovered is that there was a journalist living in my city in 1938 who had a huge pash on *Peter the Great*. Every week there was a serialised item called PETER THE GREAT AND HIS CIRCLE, the thesis of which can be summed up as “Peter the Great never did anything wrong in his whole human life (and looked so terribly handsome while in the process of doing nothing wrong)”. Just absolutely astonishing stuff.

#also it turns out this city was teeming with appeasers in 1937 which is a bit depressing #we were eventually to become one of the Great Bastions of British Pluck Amid the Blitz after all #ships & spitfires & so on #sorry for all the fic research talk recently #the friend I used to text all these random titbits to has turned into a bit of a jerk #and I have not found a new Fascinating Facts Friend IRL yet #but going to the special local history library and getting to use their microfiche is one of my very favourite hobbies #and I will not be forsworn #really the whole fic is just an excuse to read very old newspapers #incidentally their Women’s Feature section is MUCH better than I thought it would be #big six sequel #Lou writes #coots forever! and ever!

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idalievu · 10 days

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Time for my daily thoughts about how Jaws is rife with potential for an anti imperialist anti capitalist analysis

#TAGS RANT INCOMING:#the 2 shark incidents which have the most emotional impact are: the main plot w Bruce n the Boys AND quint in the Indianapolis incident #the sharks in these stories are secondary to the human conflict that propelled the story forward #1: a mayor’s greed and desire for money and 2: a country’s greed and desire for domination.#the sharks are vessels that convey the powerlessness that the individual feels in the face of structural and societal violence #i think there’s also an interesting parallel there. shark attacks are incidental -#they have no desire to eat humans but sometimes mistake them for a food source #meanwhile the death of Alex kintner- which Mrs. kintner blames on Brody - was also not intentional #and was caused by Brody initially mistaking the mayor and the medical examiner’s coercion as somewhat genuine/truthful #humans and sharks both have the capacity to do harm #but it’s the environment around them that should be examined when this harm is done #don’t even get me started on quint’s ptsd and ‘I’ll never wear a life jacket again’ and perpetuating cycles of violence #ummm teehee anyways #jaws 1975 #I’m no deep analytic writer and I in fact struggle with themes and interpretation so this may all seem pretty surface level but anyways #i just wanted to yap

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20w14a · 1 year

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Was gonna make a convoluted post talking about Evil X and Worm Man since y'know I like them a lot as evidenced on this blog but to sum it up, as funny and neat as they are as just plain joke characters they really do feel like foils to each other and I really wish that was shown more.

#player.text #/seed #ex: both their standalone episodes focuses on them facing a problem and having something to prove #however both of them go about it in very different ways #worm man tries to prove he's a hero via a escape room which ends up not proving much in the long run #whereas evil x begrudgingly plays the tag game after being tagged by x in the previous episode all while dying and failing in the process #however he does succeed in the end by tagging jevin #it's also worth noting that the whole reason evil x got tagged in the first place was because x setting up a button for evil x to find #despite the fact evil x was on good terms in the previous season #and in good fashion tag ends up with evil x going back on some habits of theirs although with less explosions and more stealing diamonds #you could say evil x did become evil again but i necessarily don't think so just because of the way he interacts with some of the hermits #okay but all that nonsense i said is just contradictions right? wrong!#okay sort of yeah but what does that say about them #1 wm already knows he's a hero and 2 without the right people ex will succumb to said old villainous ways #they both need each other. a friend really #evil x helps worm man see that he is a hero not just to himself but to others #which incidentally makes evil x fangirl over him from the one Christmas ep as he shouts worm man's name over and over #and as much as i would say worm man helped evil x see the goodness in themself i would more accurately say he helped them be themself #what i mean is only is wm present in s5 do we even hear/see the other stuff ex has done like sewing flower arrangements and baking #those qualities of ex are even shown in the worm man shop via bloodroses sewing patterns and cookies that THEY MADE #like they could've just presented merch similiar to wm like t-shirts or mug or heck those stupid journals with a logo on the front but no #i also wanna say that both wm and ex have never had an actual conflict or faced off despite both their roles being contradicting at a point #because as soon as ex does something bad to wm via imprisoning him it gets retconned after x stops the voice in their head #and despite ex putting him there wm doesn't see it #oblivious or not wm sees evil x as his sidekick. his friend #anyway if you read through all this wow kudos you deserve a cookie for my bs thank u truly <3

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thedragonagelesbian · 8 months

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morning shadow sorc/sword cyrus thoughts

(a) i cannot abide by withers being in this timeline. sorry grandpa you are too much of a deus ex machina in a story about the slow, inescapable horror of your soul being fragmented by the goddess of death and not realizing that's what's going on until it's way too late.

(b) im stealing cr's giant pool of blood in the raven queen's temple and i'm stabbing cyrus to death in it with the pelorsun blade as the prerequisite powerful magical weapon offered up in the sword-soul smithing ritual

(c) cyrus ends up at the temple in the first place after the raven circle ambushes him and astarion during the post-cazador graveyard scene

(d) the party fights their way through the temple and shadowheart tries to cast raise dead on cyrus (complete with a cr-style resurrection ritual) only for it to fail, the magic latching on to nothing that death is willing to part with, the soul too beaten, tempered, folded to be saved by a fifth-level spell

(e) the sword is nowhere to be found [raphael has it]

(f) the stormlight screams

#i dont know how to resolve this situation and i dont care im just having fun thinking about the Agonies and the Horrors #cyrus bg3 #on a lighter note i think we should all take a moment to think about the absolute hissy fit the emperor will throw about it #all that hard work put into manipulating this fool down the drain bc another extraplanar entity wants him sooooooooooooo bad #i feel like maybe i should spoiler tag this but the spoilers are incidental to the fact that im just wholly making shit up out of thin air

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blindrapture · 11 months

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the No Entry plot, but in a post

for the convenience of not having to download a whole zip file to access the PDF, here is the prose story accompanying No Entry.

tw: guns, violence, conspiracy theories, isolation, shootings.

A SICK STORY Sometime after the coming of the 21st century, years after the administrative near-calamity of Y2K, and a little bit into the emergence in the music scene of a style that is called "grime," an incident occurred to a Western man. This man was given a name when he was born in a Western country, but journalistic practices suggest his name be withheld, and those same practices are hereby extrapolated to also withhold the country. For the purposes of narrative noun-ership, this man is just "the Guy." The Guy was a warm-blooded barrel-chested card-carrying paragon of Western ideals, a regular dayjob crusader for God and the nuclear familiy in a post-nuclear age. He never had many friends besides those who, like him, bore silent witness to a society morphing under their feet. Prepped in school for a life of cold hard cash and unwinding by the TV, he became an early adopter of the World Wide Web in hopes of getting an early lead on the marketplace. And so it was he thrived for a little while as he came into his own. Liked for his wit, if respected only at a distance, he was on the path to getting used to this arrangement. But something happened.

PROPHETIC TO THE BLIND Western society wasn't the only thing falling forward unto the brink of the unknown. Something changed in the Guy, something he didn't talk about openly. Details are still vague on the particulars, but police consensus has confirmed this much: At some point, the Guy found a forgotten journal. Again: He found… a journal. He never let anyone see this journal. When it was discovered by his bed after the incident, forensics mistook it for a mistake. It wasn't his; it didn't have his fingerprints on it, or anyone's fingerprints for that matter. It bore a tattered leather cover, caked in forest mud. Its pages were older than the Guy, older than most of the investigators in fact. It was bagged away for later examination. But the Guy… Back in those days, to all outward appearances, the Guy was just going a little nutty.

TOWERS AND CITADELS He would start preaching, at a moment's notice, of the Way Things Are Going. For a while, there was some tenuous relevance to what was in front of him-- a building under construction, a TV channel covering news what didn't before, and a shop employee with too many tattoos were triggers for some of his most notorious polemics. "Guy," a friend would say, "I hate it as much as the next guy, don't get me wrong, but sometimes a hat is just a hat." Or "Let him bring his dog, he's not harming anyone," another would say. This may have stopped the Guy from that approach, but in him was still an Anxious River in the rainy season, and the levees of Public Decency no matter how strong the foundation can't stop the flood. So he would boil over now without a catalyst at all, such is the course of human change.

CONTRACT DESK JOCKEY (SHUT UP AND PLAY) Now, the Guy wasn't exactly an outcast, nor was he expected to become one. He'd had friends before, sure as there's a reader there reading these words. At his job, sitting at a desk doing paperwork for contracts, he found some good people who brought light out of his eyes. They had the valuable and uncommon ability to parse his spontaneous rants, cut through the underlying anxieties, and address his needs. It wasn't always the easiest job, but they were rewarded with the proud bloom of the Guy Fulfilled. Those are the memories those friends still think of him by, and those memories were worth it, as his skills in persuasion and enthusiasm when honed to a warmer cause were a divine sight. Unfortunately, that isn't this story. And for many different reasons, the Guy lost that friend group. Some of them got promoted and relocated, some of them were downsized or left for their own paths, and the remaining friend couldn't stand being the Guy's ballast all alone and simply cut all ties. How this must have affected the Guy, one can only speculate. He clearly tried to get on by himself for a while, but it wasn't long before he met a new circle at his first Sunsetters concert. They were smoking something illegal in the back rows, he bought them some beers, and they got to talking. He had never heard this band before and had only come to this concert because it was touring in his town, so this new circle gave him recommendations and a lot of drugs. Perhaps, if circumstances had been different, this could have been a way out for the Guy.

BEING WATCHED It's time to take a step back and gather more context. How did the Guy find the journal? This is a crucial riddle for the investigation into what happened. His sojourns into the forest predate his downward plunge, so evidently they were an activity he simply Liked To Do. About once a year, the Guy was known to take a trail into a dense and winding forest (there were many such near him). He would bring camping equipment and spend several days out there, as he was competent at survival and relished the silence. He wanted to bring friends out there, but that never panned out. He didn't seem to mind, though; the forest was his ritual. To be lost amidst the trees, to have only the birds and the bees for company… Anyway. One year came the strangeness: The Guy went into the woods… and then came back after only two days. It is generally accepted that this was when he found the journal. What was it doing in those woods? Who left it there? Was it the journal that changed him, or was it the forest? One of the only pieces of writing penned by the Guy, found in his house during the investigation, suggests he met someone out there, someone who gave him the journal. Following up on this lead is nigh fruitless. There are some reports, from time to time, of people going missing in those woods, or of feeling watched, but what can the police actually do about that? It makes sense that official consensus would gloss over this part of the story. The details cannot save us.

THE BOY IN THE LIGHTHOUSE Who was the Guy in his childhood? If he had a family, they took him to live in a lighthouse when he was little. If he didn't, maybe he was left there. He slept at the top, maintaining the light for the passing ships. If he had a father, that father sailed away never to return. If he didn't, he likely imagined the father he never knew would come by ship. If he had a mother, she was either with the father, or is another cruelly forgotten detail for the speculators to take for themselves. Regardless, it is known that someone lived in a lighthouse, many years ago.

ELECTRIC DISTANT Isolation is at the heart of this, of course. Society gives us a duty to weather the isolation in order to hold each other together. Many do not accept this duty and fight the fight of change, but in the end all will settle into an equillibrium that still maintains the same principle: Weather the isolation, boy. Such is the course of human sadness.

DEATH OF THE AUTHOR So the Guy became an adult, the Guy found a journal, the Guy lost his friends and made new ones, and the Guy inched closer to a terrible incident. What was his mental state like then? It wasn't pretty. He had finished reading through the journal by this point, and he would spend his drugged-up nights processing its contents and fitting them into his view of the world. The journals, according to the Guy, were the age-worn logs of a soldier who fought a war to establish capitalism, only to be betrayed by his State for all his hard work. "Gunned down in the street by a faceless grunt," as it were. In any case, the keeper of the journals had died, and now the Guy's anxieties were fed bloody raw meat. He still wanted to believe in the world, but how could he when he now questioned the police? If he could no longer trust the police, wouldn't the rest of his beliefs inevitably close in on themselves? "There is an It that society is changing towards, a Bad It, and the police are In On It… so too must be everyone else." Yeah. You know how it goes. The Fox in the henhouse.

FOLLOW ME UNTO THE BRINK Now, if this story had an omniscient narrator, if God could come and speak to us, He might tell us some worrying things here, as there are a very many unknowns to this case, and a case like this is unlikely to have an innocent resolution. As it is, the speculators have free rein to provide many worrying theories rather than just the one. Was the keeper of the journal kidnapped? Assassinated by foreign spies as revenge for his part in an ideological war? If it was actually the local police, could it have been a personal grievance, as simple as that? Or a mistake? Was it even the police? Couldn't it have been anyone? Was the keeper of the journal even telling the truth? Couldn't he have been telling a story? Was the keeper of the journal a cult leader? Did he leave the journal in the woods for it to be found? None of this matters now.

THE MAN WHO WASN'T THERE Meanwhile, what about the Sunsetters? Why not speculate about them too? The song that they were most famous for at the time of the Guy's introduction to them was "The Man Who Wasn't There," and it is all but certain he saw them perform it. That song has little explanation to it, coming in towards the end of a busy album, suddenly talking about a monster in a suit and tie. The lyrics purport that the singer has lost her mind after an encounter with this monster, that it follows her wherever she goes yet cannot be seen, that it breeds her anxiety. And she invites the listener to sing along with her to the (rather difficult) vocal part, whereupon the curse would spread to him too. What if? Right? What if.

COLORS OF GRACE In the end, the story must go on. The Guy showed no sign of correcting his course, of stepping back from the abyss of aggression. His beliefs didn't necessarily stay the same, though. It has been argued that prolonged obsession with the journals had put the details of his rants in flux, if the angry core rolled on constant. Other investigators cast doubt on whether human psychology is truly so malleable as to be molded by some random thing a person read. "What, do you think television warps kids' brains too? Get out of the 90s," they say. I guess you can see both sides, can't you? In any case, one day the Guy woke up and knew he had a duty.

BEST REGARDS The most authoritative account, the report of the incident made later that evening, has it that it was this way: The Guy woke up, stood in front of the mirror for a time, put on his gloves, then opened the journal and gave it one last read before closing it, leaving it in the position that forensics found it. He grabbed his gun, a Glock 37, and left his house, driving towards the nearby shopping mall. Aside from the gloves, he was also wearing a pair of wrap-around sunglasses, a camo hunter's vest over a pale-blue dress shirt, and a pair of tight-fitting jeans. Witnesses described his behavior on arrival as "flaky," "wandering," "undecided." After approximately 3 minutes, he fired 5 shots into the crowd, hitting several. Police were called by mall security as the Guy made his way into a clothing store and took cover behind an abandoned counter. Police response time was 7 minutes, as they were held up by roadworks. During that time, the Guy fired a few more times at whoever was unfortunate enough to pass by, though he hit no one else. Upon seeing the police, the Guy shouted at them, calling them "King Mob." He made no attempts to submit peacefully and showed no sign of reconciliation. He fired once at the police, hitting an officer through the heart, and then made for the exit. Officers chased him for 30 yards and gunned him down on the sidewalk in front of the mall. What else can be said? It's a sad state of affairs. We may never know the truth about the journal he found, but we know his truth: The Guy was the iconic Western man, breaking down in aggression about an anxiety he couldn't put a face to. This is not a cautionary tale. This is reality, or is it fiction? Either way, it's all dust windward.

#horror #prose #the slender man doesn't explicitly show up in this text but he is in fact there #incidentally the prose is all my doing. so if you particularly missed reading DJay prose.. there you go.

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Welcome to Summer Friday in the Chill Valicer Save, everyone -- otherwise known as THE VALICER WEDDING UPDATE! Which is so massive at ninety pictures that I had to take advantage of the fact that I'm now on the new post editor and can upload more than ten pictures at a time to a post. ^^; So you're only getting hit with six posts today instead of nine (that works out to fifteen pictures a post, if you're curious). You're welcome. :p

So, let's get started with -- farm chores! Yes, it may have been Victor and Smiler's wedding day, with bonus Victor and Alice vow renewal, but that doesn't mean they got a day off from their usual activities around the farm. So this is how they spent their morning prior to the big event:

-->Victor started off his day by taking a turn to feed the chickens, then got sent to make some more eco upgrade parts -- and I guess the fabricator actually likes him now, because it didn't try to attack him ONCE. I guess I'm glad, since he needs the eco upgrade parts (especially since I discovered that you CANNOT Copypasto them while he was feeding the chickens), but I do kinda miss dye-sprayed Victor from that one alternate timeline. Maybe one day in the future! :p Anyway, Shadow wandered in while he was finishing up said parts, and I discovered to my delight that they could become companions -- I promptly had them do so, then had Victor take Shadow out for an early-morning jog (discovering in the process that the community garden area has these mysterious blue lights hovering around the trees when it's dark! I don't know if my screenshot did it justice, but it was pretty cool :D).

-->Alice went right back to writing her latest book, "Vorpal Rhymes" -- if she's gonna be an official Bestselling Author aspiration-wise, she's gotta keep the books coming! This proved to be a little difficult, though, simply because Guidry kept coming in to chat and distract her. *sigh* Dude, I don't know why you keep trying to talk to her, you guys don't really vibe well. As shown when, upon finishing her book and finding herself needing a bath, she chose to transform into her werewolf form to lick herself clean, and Guidry immediately got all scared and annoyed with her for doing so. Sir -- sir, you are a ghost. A ghost with a storied history of being a paranormal investigator if we believe your in-game backstory! You should be at least somewhat used to this! *shakehead* Don't let him get you down, Alice -- I think your beast form is pretty neat.

-->Smiler probably had the easiest morning out of the three to start, just recycling a bunch of trash piles before heading to their robot bench to make more chatterbots and a computer chip for future robot upgrades. However, as they were finishing up that, I happened to look over at the chicken coop and noticed it was REEKING. O.o How did that happen? I promptly had them give it a scrub and dump some more feed out there for the chickens, since we do have a full coop. Always something when you live on a working farm!

#sims 4 #the lazy save #victor van dort #alice liddell #smiler always #valicer #sims valicer wedding #yeah uh as I will elaborate later #I went a little overboard with taking pictures #look I was excited all right #and a lot of these pictures were in-game pictures #to make up for Victor and Alice having none of their ORIGINAL wedding #(one post of this update equals the number of pictures I posted for THAT update incidentally)#(lazy save no more that's for damn sure)#also fun fact: my original intention was to have the wedding on SATURDAY #but after getting the lot I wanted to use all set up and checking the calendar #I found that Saturday was going to be stormy and Friday merely cloudy #so Friday wedding it was!#I guess that did give them more time for the honeymoon :p #and yes the fun never stops around the Valicer farm #I clean that chicken coop constantly how did it get so stinky #game I have questions #and also other supernaturals need to be more accepting of werewolves #I do understand the vampire-werewolf enmity simply because that's the lore as per the Werewolves pack #but could ghosts and mermaids and the like chill out a bit?#give me some nuance in my supernatural interactions please #queued

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