I'll be more dangerous, more beautiful than any other
Onward, Little Hound; there is no stain on your good name, no slight on your courage. Go bravely against the army by yourself. They have no power over your life at this time. [about]
shalem is normal this is just what being an artist is like
here's the text in the first image but with more readable formatting and actual punctuation:
So it’s a fairly common sentiment among actors that once you pick up the profession your every action becomes subject to the framework of the performance, right? Even in the midst of your most intense emotional breakdowns there’s this part of you that is assessing how it looks and feels, and how you might artificially recreate these moments to convey the same impression of emotion to a hypothetical future audience. And with this comes the constant nagging feeling that even your most sincere expressions of yourself are simply a performance of traits, rather than an expression of your actual self, and that’s for the actors that weren’t raised by a theater murder cult that assigned you a personality to act out for the rest of your life or die.
And in a sense I am fortunate that the personality they decided on for me is “modest and gentle”, because this made it fairly easy for me to blend into the background of society after I ran away and built an imitation of a normal life for myself. But it’s precisely because that is the personality I was assigned that I have no idea whether I ever actually escaped or was simply allowed to leave, because I cannot be sure that this desire to escape is actually my own. I ruined my stage debut because I did not want to kill someone, but the personality that retained a conscience that wanted to leave was assigned to me by the very people who wanted me to surrender that conscience. And I have no recollection of what I was like before I began to act according to that role, so the role of modest and gentle Shalem is all I have as a self to act according to, and even while I physically distance myself from the Crimson Troupe my life and self continue to be defined by their decisions about what that life and self should be.
And if I really did not want to kill I could easily live out the rest of my days as a logistics operator never seeing the blood of another person, right? But I became a combat operator by my own choice. I cannot avert my eyes from the beauty of slaughter that the Crimson Troupe raised me to see. I am hopelessly drawn to the battlefield for the way it resembles the stage that I once so desperately sought to escape and cannot deny the rush I feel when I splatter some poor schmuck’s brains out with my shield. I mean, you’ve seen how I get out there right, I’m setting myself on fire and everything because I can’t stop thinking about wanting to see their heads on a platter. Did you know my debut was going to be Salome btw.
Honestly, it's kinda depressing how Celtic and Arthurian mythology, as well as the prominent figures in both just both seem to continue getting the short stick with Fate.
I'll probably continue bitching about this until the end of time elsewhere, but I feel as though Artoria Pendragon (Lancer Alter) is a prime example of that. Genuinely interesting concept as both a further offshoot of an already miraculous possibility (Artoria choosing to wield Rhongomyniad instead of Excalibur, thus creating Lancertoria), and being an embodiment of the idea of King Arthur leading the Wild Hunt upon their passing which anchors Lalter to the Throne of Heroes... and the writers keep fumbling her ball SO HARD.
they're not the only ones going unexamined and bastardised its unfortunately a very common problem in FGO but it does feel a little extra glaring for the irish and arthurian ones in particular because like it's fucking saber and lancer they're your OGs and you're making everyone who has to stand next to them look so bad for whatever reason
if i were being charitable i would speculate that TM realized they based a bunch of their premises for the irish servants on super outdated incorrect academia and now don't know where they wanna take it from here and are just fooling around in the meantime but everything about mannanan is unforgivable
this is kind of a vaguepost please bear with me there was long post on my dash yesterday that im not finding back and am possibly partially misremembering that complained the irish servants are suffering from having to bend around scathach's powerlevels and the importance they pulled out of their ass for a character that was in the original text hardly that important (true and i agree) and how frustrating it is that they seem to have no interest in seriously interacting with irish literary works beyond cu chulainn and the scathach they made up and are reducing the rest of them to mostly jokes about sex with other people's wives despite especially fionn being a big deal in his own right (also true and i agree i hate everything about mannanan's presence in this game) interspersed with constant comments about how scathach has no personality and nothing interesting going for her as a character beyond being a hot woman to sell (false and i will kill you) and medb is also just a hot woman to sell (false and i will kill you) because of the precedent scathach set and it's also somehow scathach's fault that saber diarmuid only talks about saber saber (i think you might just hate women) and of course theres not a peep about how scathach herself has fallen victim to this refusal to engage with irish literature too with how they stapled skadi to her to make the cuter and more marketable scathach (who also doesn't have her literary context engaged with in any meaningful way) and then only wheel scathach out for gags anymore. not to fucking mention how this specific character rot isnt even unique to the irish servants have you seen the things they do to poor lancelot. someone at type moon thinks cuckoldry jokes are the funniest thing in the world and the consequences continue to be devastating.