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[mkn314]

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[aloeverawrites]

Tw for anti-Semitism and other kinds of hate but

Just saw a leftist blog posting an anti-Semitic quote from Malcom X from when he was listening to an anti-Semitic, homophobic, hate group that now has ties to white supremacy, thinks 911 was an inside job and also that the government is using chemicals to make people gay. And then the blog made that out as a pro-Palestine position.

Great job guys you did it. You saved leftism. Bigotry is gone now. :)

That was sarcasm by the way-

[adastra-sf]

People often forget that the original Luddites didn't oppose technology - they destroyed machines to bring attention to the idea that technology should benefit workers and not only factory owners.

This Buckminster Fuller quote grows more relevant every day.

anti-ai people need to understand that the opposition communists have to luddism and reactionary sentiment isn't like, a moral one. the main problem with luddism is that it doesn't actually work. like when we say 'we mustn't try to fight against technology itself, we need to fight against the social system that makes it so that advancement in technology and labour-saving devices lead to layoffs' the reason we're saying it is because, if you try fighting the technology, you're going to lose, and you're still going to lose your job too. when you say 'yeah i understand your criticism but I'm still going to fight against AI' you very clearly did not understand the criticism, because the point is that it isn't even in your own self-interest, because it will not work. the fact that, even if it did work, it would only mean maintaining a privileged strata of 'skilled labour' above other workers is secondary -- because, again, flatly resisting technological advancement has never worked in history.

[percypaints]

Trump survived. Here's what will happen.

Every media, news outlet will be showing this photo. Not of a convicted felon who was impeached, who summoned violent terrorists to the white house, who sexually assaulted many women, but of a survivor, a hero.

And Trump will win 2024. The Alt Right and his MAGA supporters will see this and be more motivated than ever to vote Trump. Centrists will see this and think "the left is so much more extreme than the right" and vote Trump. Fuck, even liberals, after seeing Bidens disastrous debate performance might vote trump. In their eyes, he's a survivor now, he's strong now, he's worthy now. If you don't believe me, wait and see the top comments of news articles, the Reddit posts, the twitter quote tweets.

It isn't if Trump wins, it's when Trump wins, Ukraine is Fucked. Palestine is extra Fucked. And of course, America is absolutely Fucked.

I don't like Biden, but Americans have to remember: you live in a two-party system.

It is Biden or Trump.

And I'd much much rather an old husk of a man that has done so much good for trans rights, social policies, and human rights in general, than Trump. Yes, Biden has sent aids to Israel. Do you think Trump won't do the same? Do you think Trump won't do worse?

"Vote for a third party, they're both awful" you might say. Come on, be realistic. This is about holding the line against fascism. It is going to be way WAY easier to change the system when you're up against milk toast Joe than an actual dictator. So,

For the love of god, vote Biden in Novermber.

[lets-try-some-writing]

Since you said Jack sometimes does a whistle to purposely get Arcee’s attention and Miko would try to, would these two take advantage of other human things bots don’t yet understand how it works? Like Jack telling Arcee that if Arcee don’t take him on a drive he might start aging much faster from being upset, and Miko telling Bulkhead that her brain will downgrade and go numb if she don’t get enough stimulation.

Oh heck yeah. The kids would absolutely abuse the bots relative lack of education and make the best of it.

Jack is by far one of the nicest in his manipulations and generally keeps it to things such as having Arcee take him to see cool new places with the groundbridge because, quote: "A human adolescent who doesn't travel and experience new things will have their brains begin to rot and turn into creatures we call ghouls."

Arcee has no clue what a human ghoul is, but she knows the stories of ghouls back on Cybertron. Flesh eating creatures that devour not only energon, but also organs and pieces of the frame. The idea that a young human may turn into something like that absolutely terrifies her, at least if that human were to be Jack. She makes it a point to take Jack out once a week with her on patrols around the globe in order to protect him from that fate. Ratchet and Optimus are fully aware of the fact that Jack is full of slag when it comes to that particular tidbit, but they let it be since it gets Arcee out of the base.

Miko abuses the ever loving crap out of the bots ignorance. She has firmly made Bulkhead believe that if she isn't allowed to fight, her instincts will deteriorate and she will become braindead. Bulkhead, terrified of that outcome, has now been forced to set up sparring sessions for Miko to compensate for lack of actual combat. Wheeljack for his part has been roped into believing that if Miko isn't allowed to use weaponry and train with it, she will quite literally become thin as a reed since humans need tools to grow (her words, not the wreckers). Smokescreen has also reached a point of fanaticism when it comes to one of Miko's ploys. She told him one time that if she doesn't get at least one lollipop a day, her blood sugar will drop and she will fall into a coma. Smokescreen carries around a bag of candy just to be safe.

Rafael is a little nicer, but he will fight for more screen time by making it clear to Bumblebee that computer lights actually help improve his vision. The more computer light he gets, the better his vision will be temporarily. Bumblebee doesn't know how that is supposed to work, but humans are weird. So he just kinda... lets Rafael abuse his computer rights in base since it supposedly does good things for his eyes. Ratchet hasn't caught on yet. Ratchet also hasn't figured out that Rafael is totally playing him when he asks Ratchet for stories in order to help him retain his memory. Rafael has woven quite that tale that essentially boils down to him needing stories in order to keep his memory top notch. Ratchet hasn't figured out its a bunch of slag yet.

Optimus is one of the few bots no one can pull any fast ones on...

Except Fowler

Fowler has convinced Optimus that he should be allowed to drive Optimus's alt-mode at least once a month in order to keep his joints from withering away. Optimus has wondered why Fowler can't use another vehicle to work his joints, but Fowler always says its easier with Optimus just because if his joints give out, Optimus will be there to help him out.

Optimus questions this logic more and more when Fowler urges him to drive FAR over the speed limit on back roads.

[innuendostudios]

oh lookie another bite-sized Alt-Right Playbook. back me on Patreon plz.

transcript below the thingy.

Say, for the sake of argument, you’re twelve or thirteen, it’s the mid-90’s, you’re sitting across the table from your conservative aunt at a family reunion. (This aunt will, a decade from now, become a Tea Partier.) You have - you sweet, innocent child - brought up the subject of evolution, being too young to know it’s politicized, and your aunt has not taken well to it. She goes on one of her classic tirades, dismissing the very concept of evolution as patently ridiculous, dropping a quote that will stick with you for ages: “You can’t get snakes from chicken eggs.” And you do your best to explain, with your limited knowledge-base, that, yeah, you can only get a snake from a snake egg, but that snake is going to be a little different from its parents, and the next snake will be a little different from its parents, and you multiply that by a few million generations and you might have something very different from that original snake. Maybe something with legs, or that can breath underwater, or see better in the dark!

And your aunt stares you dead in the windows of your soul and repeats, “You Can’t Get Snakes From Chicken Eggs.”

This is an ego-saving maneuver in which a complex truth is rejected in favor of simplicity. Your aunt has a statement that is true, though non sequitur to the argument at hand. And, after your explanation of how genetics work on long timelines, she repeats her original statement to herself and it still feels true. It’s the belief that the truth is easily recognized, and that it’s always simple, because the world is simple, and, if you can’t explain it to me like I’m five, then you’re probably wrong or making things up.

This heuristic very hard to argue with. You’ve heard that same aunt claim the hole in the ozone layer is caused by sunspots. Now, we’ve talked about the memetic power of statements that are short, quippy, and wrong, and this is a fine example. You might feel the correct response is a statement that is short, quippy, and correct, but here’s the conundrum: the truth is “the hole in the ozone layer is caused by chlorofluorocarbons.” Not only is that a more complex sentence, it’s a more complex idea. If the ozone hole is caused by sunspots, then it’s probably been happening for billions of years, it’s not caused by humans, and we don’t have to do anything about it. It’s reassuring, and tells folks all they care to know without further questions. But the truth of how aerosols deplete ozone is more complex, not least because, even without knowing the science of it, it implies it’s a problem we should do something about.

Ultraviolet light makes CFCs release chlorine into the stratosphere, where it bonds with ozone, converting it into oxygen and chlorine monoxide, neither of which do what ozone does to protect us from the sun. There may be people who can explain that more simply than I just did, but there’s a floor to how simple the truth can be and still be the truth. Falsehoods don’t have that. There is no limit on how simple an idea can be when it doesn’t have to conform to reality.

You play the game of “who’s got the simplest argument,” liars win every time. You can’t get much simpler than “sunspots.” But if you can convince people that the world is complex, then simplistic explanations, across the board, become suspect. It might be too late to do that with your aunt, but maybe there’s still hope for your cousins.

If you’re wondering what they do when confronted with something they cannot deny is complicated: well, that’s your fault. You, or someone like you, took their simple world and overcomplicated it. All the conspiracy theories and fingerpointing and screenshots they’ve squiggled over in MS Paint, all of that is the story of how you overcomplicated the world; it fills in the gap between the simplicity of the world they believe in and the unambiguous complexity of the one in which we live. And, yes, that story is at least as complex as the truth you’re trying to tell them, and, no, it doesn’t make any sense, but that’s a detail. Because the moral of that story is incredibly simple: it is this way because some people made it this way, and all they have to do is take the power back from those people and things can be simple again. This is their version of “a wizard did it.”

[qqueenofhades]

I frankly sometimes feel like social media has ultimately given a lot of people the illusion of power, while also causing them to become corrupted in a similar way to traditional forms of power, only without any actual power that goes with it. The similarities in their behavior to the latter is disturbing as hell, ESPECIALLY given the horrid behavior of online types the past few months.

I really can't emphasize enough how much of a constructed and artificial environment social media is, especially these days, and especially the Social Media Platform Formerly Known as Twitter, which is still the main avenue by which a lot of people attempt to "do" social justice. Once upon a time, Twitter was a moderately beneficial public communication service because everyone and God was on it and you could therefore get communiques directly from the source, there was a blue-check verification service that actually helped you understand who was real and who was not, and while there were serious and ongoing flaws such as there is when useful public discourse is sacrificed on the Great Altar of Profit, there was at least some attempt to monitor or ban Nazis, white supremacists, bad actors, and eventually Trump himself. All of that changed and/or was directly destroyed when Apartheid Clyde took over and turned it into a revenue-generating service for Russian propaganda, alt-right cranks, bots, and the rest of the Elon Fanclub willing to pay $8 for a meaningless blue checkmark, while trashing the site's guardrails and any other useful features. It basically exists for Elon to fanboy Putin, Trump, white supremacy, his 4chan trolls, and anything else that makes his money (while Mr. Free Speech Absolutist arbitrarily bans anyone who hurts his man-child fee-fees). This is not an unbiased, neutral, or constructive environment to start with. You don't have any certainty about who you're interacting with or who is amplifying your messages, and only a hardcore-radicalized (of whatever persuasion) base of human users remain, while a lot of casual users have left.

As such, if you're basing anything (hypothesis, claim, source, evidence, opinion) on "what everyone on Twitter thinks," that is fatally flawed data to start with. Even at the peak of its popularity, something like 24% of all American adults regularly used Twitter. That still means 76% of the country who doesn't (and the number is larger now as Chucklefuck McGee has continued driving it into the ground). If you're forming your ideas or looking for "what America thinks" just by quoting or relying on the tweets of people who already agree with you, you've done basically nothing and you certainly haven't proved it, you've stunted your own critical thinking skills, and you are selecting from a data source that is already fatally poisoned and limited in any number of ways. Adding to the echo chamber of similar opinions on Twitter is not going to actually influence public policy or make lasting change. Yes, the interns and/or public relations staff of the public figures still on there will probably check the feed every so often and make note of things that come up, but couching it as mindless vitriolic abuse and/or demonstrably nonsensical things is not going to get back to their boss. It will just be ignored and/or given less weight in the limited space available for things that are deemed important enough to actually follow up on/make policy around.

Also, a lot of people saw Trump tweeting insane things at 3am for four years, and somehow decided that was actually how US/American presidential and governmental policy was made, rather than that he was a fucking narcissistic-personality-disorder psychopathic lunatic. But uh, and it should go without saying, it didn't work. Just because Trump posted something absolutely unhinged and announced it was now policy, that doesn't mean it was. Half the time he didn't even do so much as issue an executive order, those can be and regularly are challenged in courts, and so forth, because despite all its flaws, America is not an absolute monarchy where the king can rule by fiat and have it totally done, no questions, the end. That's also why Trump's second term would be even more dangerous than his first. In his first, he was flailing around and yelling on Twitter and not really paying attention to anything. In his second, the administration will be staffed top to bottom with dedicated fascists like the Heritage Foundation's Project 2025 people, who have spent the last four years brooding on revenge and drawing up detailed plans to actually co-opt and suborn all the levers, checks, balances, controls, and functions of government directly to Trump's personal will (and/or the outrageously evil people pulling strings behind the scenes, because Trump is now basically a gibbering orange vegetable and the media is still far too beholden to the Biden Old!!! narrative to accurately report this).

In short, another Trump term (God fucking forbid) would be run by the kind of methodical and careful evildoers who know that policy isn't made by tweet, and would act accordingly. That would be much, much harder to remove, counteract, or fix, it would almost certainly lead to the end of American democracy at least for most of our lifetimes, and the repercussions of that would be absolutely terrible. But because we still have people who act like Trump is somehow a preferable option, who think that it's bad that Biden is trying to work through established and long-term channels to make sustainable policy and not just get short-term chuckles from an internet dopamine approval rush, that is the risk we are running from now until November 2024. After that, either way, we'll know for sure: we'll finally have a measure of safety, or we will be comprehensively fucked for generations. We all have the power to influence which of those outcomes come to pass. I suggest we use it.

[its-elioo]

Incorrect quotes (RnM fanfic related)

Part 2, Part 3

Rainbow: When I get murdered, can you make sure I become an unsolved case?

Sideswipe: What?

Rainbow: I want to be on Buzzfeed Unsolved.

Sideswipe: Can we go back to the part where you said “when I get murdered”?

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Sunset: I want to be a caterpillar.

Optimus: Explain?

Sunset: Eat a lot, sleep for a while, wake up beautiful.

Optimus: You are aware that they have a lifespan of two to five weeks, correct?

Sunset: That’s another highlight.

Optimus: Sunset, no—

-

Bumblebee: I’m not mad, I just want to know why you need a fake ID.

Fluttershy: *mumbles*

Bumblebee: What was that?

Fluttershy: …You need to be over 18 at Petco to hold the puppies.

-

Optimus: You are very mature for your age, Sunset.

Sunset: Thanks, it’s the trauma.

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Rainbow: Sibling relationships are weird.

Rainbow: Like, I’d give Sideswipe my life on a dangerous mission without a second thought but there’s no way in hell that I’d give him a single fry from my McDonald’s meal.

-

Rarity: *hurts herself*

Rarity: SH-oot!

*Knock Out and Sideswipe look at each other in confusion*

Sideswipe: What was that?

Rarity: I don’t swear.

Knock Out: Why not?

Rarity: It’s not ladylike. No well-mannered woman does it.

Rainbow: *walks by in the background and stubs her toe*

Rainbow: FUCK!

Rarity: …most of us anyway.

-

Twilight: Excuse me, who’s in charge here?

Ratchet: Well, usually whoever yells the loudest.

-

Rarity: We can’t kill him!

Knock Out: Not with that attitude, we can’t.

-

Fixit, gesturing to Twilight: Sir, that’s my emotional support human.

-

Pinkie: You call it a near death experience-

Rainbow: We call it a vibe check from God!

Ratchet: *optic twitches*

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Sunset: When I asked if my day could get any worse it was rhetorical question. NOT A CHALLENGE!

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Sunset: I stopped a murder today.

Optimus: Good job, Sunset. I’m proud of you. How did you do it?

Sunset, staring seriously and ominously at Optimus: Self-Control.

-

Bulkhead: What are your superpowers again?

Applejack: Super-strength, agility and stamina, yo mamma jokes-

Bulkhead: Yo mamma jokes?

Applejack: Well Bulk, I’m an orphan so they can’t say anything back.

Bulkhead: Kid—

-

Ratchet: How would you rate your pain?

Twilight: Zero stars, would not recommend.

-

Rainbow: Hey, Ratch.

Ratchet: *sighs* Yes?

Rainbow: If you say the words “control alt delete” do you just, like, straight up die?

Ratchet:

Ratchet: Every day I convince myself humans are intelligent life forms and every day I am proven wrong.

-

Sunset: I’m willing to do a lot of things.

Sunset: But admitting to Optimus that I’m cold after he told me to bring a jacket is not one of them.

-

Everyone else: Knock Out, no!

Knock Out: Knock Out, yes!

Rarity: Knock Out, no.

Knock Out: Knock Out, no.

-

Fluttershy: *staring blankly at a wall*

Bumblebee: Fluttershy? What’s wrong?

Fluttershy: Did you know that rap stands for ‘rhyme and poetry’?

Bumblebee:

Bumblebee: *sits down and joins Fluttershy in staring at the wall*

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Arcee: You’re okay, right? You’re not hurt?

Twilight: No, no, no, I’m fine! Totally fine, no, no, I’m fine.

Arcee: Really? Because you’re repeating your words you look pale and you look like you’re about to topple over.

Twilight: Yeah, you might wanna catch me.

-

Twilight: [holds up a cauliflower in front of Ratchet] What is this?

Ratchet: … a cauliflower?

Twilight: [turns to Pinkie and Smokescreen] Okay, now tell him what you think it is.

Both: Ghost broccoli!

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Rainbow: I’m ten times funnier than you.

Sideswipe: Ten times zero is still zero.

Rainbow: Well, jokes on you, I can’t do math.

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Arcee: You’re up early this morning.

Twilight: …

Arcee: You never went to sleep, did you?

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Rainbow: You’re an attention-seeker.

Sideswipe: What?! I’m the total opposite of an attention-seeker. I’m the best there ever is, I do not- hey, don’t look away when I’m talking here!

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Knock Out: Do you think I don’t like you? I do. I would kill for you!

Knock Out: Please ask me to kill for you.

Rarity: …First of all, calm down.

[hyperlexichypatia]

I read this extremely disturbing article about weight loss “treatment” (drugs and even surgeries) for children. I do not recommend reading it if you struggle at all with internalized sizeism or body image unhappiness. It is extremely upsetting. Really, don’t read it. 

The focus of the article is a teenage girl called Maggie who has been pathologized for her weight her entire life, literally since infancy, and then, as a 13 year old, was given weight loss drugs and bariatric surgery. The writer of the article, Lisa Miller, is clearly framing child weight loss as a reasonable medical practice and “radical fat-acceptance advocates” as somehow going too far. Miller is also clearly framing child weight loss interventions as necessary for “health” reasons. 

My partner alerted me to a journalistic trend we started noticing around 2015 – when a writer is trying to express that the people they’re writing about have one motivation, but all the actual quotes from the subject express a different motivation. This often happens when a writer is trying to argue that support for a racist/sexist/bigoted policy position or politician isn’t motivated by racism/sexism/bigotry; it’s motivated by Some Other Thing – and then every actual quote from a supporter is some strain of racist/sexist/bigoted (see: almost every mainstream article from the mid-2010s about the alt-right, men’s rights, gamergate, or the Trump movement). 

In “Ozempic Era,” Miller is trying to convey that child weight loss interventions are necessary “treatments” for “medical problems,” not the result of forced aesthetic conformity due to systemic sizeism – but the actual parents and kids she quotes all cite aesthetic and social reasons for wanting their children or themselves to lose weight. They talk about fitting in. Fitting clothes. Being accepted. Gaining confidence. Wanting to look like thin, popular kids. One of the parents explicitly rebutted the fat-acceptance movement by saying “The world is not built for overweight people” as though acknowledging and changing that fact isn’t the entire point of the movement. 

But really, fat acceptance barely got acknowledged at all. The bulk of the contrast, as usual, was between the “judgmental” view that “blames” fat people for being fat, and the supposedly more progressive medical view that blames genetics, environment, and other factors outside an individual’s control for fat people being fat. It’s so much easier to start the conversation at “Whose fault is it that fat people are fat?” and “What’s the best way to make fat people stop being fat?” than to step back and question “Why is being fat a bad thing?” 

I don’t even think the parents being interviewed are being disingenuous, necessarily. So often in discussions of fat liberation, disability liberation, mad liberation, neurodivergent liberation, whatever, people clinging to the medical model will insist, as though they’re the first ones to think of  it, “What about the problems with being (fat/disabled/etc) that aren’t caused by social factors? What about the suffering intrinsic to the condition itself? Social change wouldn’t fix that!” and then, when asked for examples, will immediately cite examples of problems caused by social factors and systems. Clothes not fitting is a social problem (clothing is made by humans!), not a problem intrinsic to fatness. Bullying is a social problem (humans are the bullies!), not a problem intrinsic to fatness. Fat children lacking self-confidence is a social problem (self-confidence largely comes from relationships!), not a problem intrinsic to fatness. People are really out there trying to come up with non-socially-caused problems intrinsic to fatness and citing “airplane seats” as though airplanes are naturally occurring. 

A perfect example of this in Miller’s article is that now that Maggie has lost weight, she can be a cheerleader – she’s still not small enough to be at the top of the pyramid, but she’s strong enough to be at the bottom of the pyramid! 

How, exactly, is weight loss necessary for that? There’s no size limit to the bottom of the pyramid! That’s where your heavy people are supposed to go! There are, at least, actual physics-based reasons why a heavy person might not be suited for the top of the pyramid. If the claim were “Before she lost weight, she was on the bottom of the pyramid, but afterward, she’s small enough to be on the top,” that would at least be a change directly connected to her physical weight. But for any physical activity that doesn’t directly involve being lifted, weight should have very little connection to ability. Fat people can and do run, lift, swim, and do every physical activity that thin people do. Of course, various medical conditions and disabilities can affect those abilities (in fat people, thin people, medium-sized people, and everyone else), and not everyone is particularly interested in athleticism, but it’s just dishonest to pretend or imply that thinness is a prerequisite for any kind of athletic activity. 

“But, Hypatia,” you, the straw reader who lives in my head, might be saying, “You’re always talking about youth rights and autonomy! If the 13 year old consented to have her body surgically and chemically altered, shouldn’t we respect her choice?” 

Great question, straw reader who lives in my head. Consent has to be informed. And uncoerced. I do not believe that a 13 year old who has been pathologized for her weight since she was an infant, who has been told by her parents and doctors and every authority figure in her life that her body is a problem, who has been relentlessly bullied and ostracized for her weight, is making an uncoerced choice. Nor, if she has never been exposed to the fat acceptance/liberation or health at every size models, is she making an informed one. There is no indication that accepting her naturally fat body was ever an option for her. 

Regardless, my point isn’t even “13 year olds shouldn’t be prescribed bariatric surgery or weight-loss drugs” (although I absolutely think they shouldn’t, and I wonder where the people who [falsely] think gender-affirming care is “permanent surgery on children” are on this). It’s “We should abolish the pervasive, unquestioned, widespread systemic sizeism that leads people to think fatness is a bad thing.” 

[dalekofchaos]

Context

Context for choice 3.

Here is what I mean about The New Republic and The First Order.

What happens after you win a war? How do you not make the same mistakes or become the thing you fought. What happens in a power vacuum? The New Republic should have been the dominant emerging power, and the Remnant should have been a small, secretive, unknown order, striking strategically from the Unknown Regions where they hid, and causing fear and panic to spread in the NR. After the Galactic Civil War, The New Republic commanders the Imperial Fleet and starts protecting systems who join the NR, all while chasing down and fighting any of the Remnants (Moffs, Warlords, Crime Lords, etc) who have grabbed power in the resulting vacuum. We could have seen an evolution of ships from Old Republic to Empire to NR ones. They could have renamed Star Destroyers into Star Defenders. Hell, they could have had a Republic of independent systems, each with their own sizable military, so that power isn’t centralized.

But no, instead of telling an interesting story, we are force fed the recycled poorly written rehashed Rebels vs Empire and the Rebels are made to be weaker than The First Order. The First Order are a terrorist movement, they should not be reigning after Hosnian Prime’s destruction, ESPECIALLY AFTER LOSING STARKILLER BASE!

Choice 4. Here is how I would give Kylo Ren motivation as to why Ben Solo fell and his main motivation as Kylo Ren.

Choice 6. I don't think there was absolutely no need for a Palpatine clone and eventually Palpatine himself(🙄) we all knew what was happening around the time this trilogy was being made. Trump. Base Snoke around the mango Mussolini and his lunatic fringe followers. An Alt-Right cult leader who cultivates the worst people imaginable. All The First Order needed to be was pointing out The New Republic brought the galaxy to an age of scum and villainy. A lawless state that usurped the rightful rulers that brought law and order. Basically "Make the Galaxy great again with Imperial Greatness"

You see, originally Lucas was going to make Palpatine JUST a politician and base him around Richard Nixon.

“George Lucas has spoken on various occasions of the way that the Nixon administration and the Vietnam war had an important influence on how he shaped the plot of the early films in the saga. The impact that these two events had an American in the 1970s started him thinking about the ways in which democracies can sale and how they deteriorating to dictatorships when corruption goes unchecked. He’s quoted as saying that Nixon - Who he viewed as having subverted the Senate and as acting an increasingly imperialistic way - what is the direct inspiration for Emperor Palpatine the supreme leader of the evil Empire in the first Star Wars trilogy”

So I don't see why they couldn't do something similar with the CLEAR FUCKING EVIL going on in the world at the time this trilogy was being made. No Sith master was needed.

In this scenario, I would call The First Order, The Imperium

Now you might have questions. What about the Stormtroopers and Kylo?

Stormtroopers? Don’t abduct kids, nationalize and recruit them willingly. Abducting children and training them to be Stormtroopers instantly made The First Order out to be cartoonishly evil from the start. So what do you do instead? Use propaganda. Nationalize them. Make them believe The Empire was right and convince them that the life of a Stormtrooper will help bring order in a chaotic galaxy. We’ve seen cults do something similar, Far Right Wing groups do it and we’ve seen Trump radicalize and nationalize white supremacists, so it’s not impossible for The First Order to do the logical thing.

Finn only leaves because he sees they are murdering unarmed civilians and chooses to leave. He is an example that it isn't too late to leave harmful fringe cult movements.

So how would Ben turn in this scenario? He's radicalized by Snoke. Ben starts hearing passionate speeches in the senate and Ben is moved. "I know he opposes my mother, but he's making a lot of sense" "He's right, we need to bring order to the galaxy" and Ben is radicalized by this Imperium movement and what he believes is Snoke's righteous cause. To Snoke, Ben represents everything great about the Empire. Snoke collects Sith Holocrons and uses the holocrons to turn Ben Solo into Kylo Ren.

In this scenario, I wouldn't redeem Ben. He is far too gone. He's committed atrocities in Snoke's name, for The Imperium and to bring order to the galaxy. While Finn represents those who could break away from Right Wing movements and Cults. Kylo Ren is far too gone, he's radicalized to the point where he's a die hard believer like Hux and Phasma and he's willing to fight and die for this indoctrination.

Choice 11. The Episode IX rewrite with Ben living and Reylo ending

Choice 12. The original plan for the Sequel Trilogy was to just get three young directors together to direct the Sequel Trilogy. It was supposed to be JJ, Rian and Colin Trevorrow, but Colin's IX was bad and his Jurassic World trilogy was terrible. So I would make either Matt Reves or Greta Gerwig as the director for Episode IX and ideally they would plan the trilogy out together instead of JJ setting up Mystery Boxes and expecting Rian and others open said mystery boxes and Rian subverting expectations.

[monamoe]

How I wish Rick had written Anubis/Kind of AU ramblings??

This is all just for fun, and how I would've liked to see Anubis written in TKC. I still love him in canon <3 (also any incorrect stuff you see if bc i havent reread TKC in a minute)

For one, I would love to see him with vitiligo! I saw a post a small while ago that had a Anubis redesign with gold skin peaking through (go check it out its by @bansheeoftheforest), and it solidified for me how cool it would look!

Onto the actual writing, I have a very specific vision of Anubis as a very young god when the others were imprisoned by the House of Life, and him remaining alone in the Duat waiting for Osiris to return and take his rightful place. He doesn't leave because he's doing what he's supposed to: guarding the Hall of Judgement until Osiris returns. And well. He doesn't really return for a long time.

So I envisioned a kind of Lotus Hotel situation: The Duat messed up his perception of time so much that he genuinely doesn't realise how long its been. At most, he thinks its been about a month or so. He has no idea that over 1000 years have gone by. He hasn't left the Duat since the others were imprisoned, and thats exactly why the magicians of the House of Life weren't able to imprison him.

When Sadie and Carter come looking for the Feather of Truth, they're literally the first human interaction he's had in centuries. He doesn't recognise their clothes or their accents, or the way they speak at all. When they inform him that yes, several centuries have gone past, he's horrified.

Anyways I just really want to explore how different gods mature (i find it so interesting: Athena is "born" as a fully fledged adult god, meanwhile Hermes is born as an infant, though definitely not a normal one), as well as what it would be like for a person (god or mortal) to suddenly find themselves centuries into the future without even realizing it (this totally hasn't been inspired by "Lethe" by Eridans on ao3 hahaha. Go read it tho its amazing :D)

Also I love young gods. Gods who haven't fully carved their role in the world and in their pantheons. IDk.

ALSO: Emo Anubis due to one of his first interactions with the new century being Sadie (who is DEFINITELY an alt teen). Also idk emo teens.

ALSO (take a shot every time I say "also"), DISTINCTIONS BETWEEN OSIRIS AND JULIUS! Julius is Sadie and Carter's dad, Osiris is Anubis' father figure: THEY ARE NOT THE SAME :3 (to me at least).

One is a god, one is the god's dead host.

i have a lot of other stuff like this for the riordanverse and when i have time ill continue

have a few incorrect quotes from the generator as a treat :3

Anubis: You know, on second thought, Gum would be perfection. Sadie: *Gives him a strange look and hands him a piece of gum* Anubis: *Thinking* Gum would be perfection. Gum would be perfection. I could have said gum would be nice, could have said I'll have a stick. But no no no no no, for me, gum is perfection. I loathe myself.

Sadie: Anubis, when’s your birthday? Anubis: Why? So you can look up my natal chart? So you can figure out my weaknesses? So you can destroy me? Sadie: …So I know when to wish you a happy birthday.

Bast: My diamond earring came off in the ocean and it's gone! Carter: Bast, there's people that are dying.

Carter: Do you take constructive criticism? Sadie: No, only cash or credit.

[cellarspider]

3/30: Meet David

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We return to the movie I want to bite down on with all of my teeth, Prometheus.

This time, we meet a man so bored he has invented new solo sports and started doing his hair like his blorbo, T.E. Lawrence. 

Meet David (Michael Fassbender). He’s implied to be a little over two years old, and he’s been completely alone for the vast majority of his life.

Actually, I lied. The movie first wants to throw another small strain on our suspension of disbelief: David has a VR visor he can use to view the dreams of the human crew in suspended animation. This is technically a plot point, and thus it is delivered with all the grace of this deer.

I cannot emphasize enough how clunky the movie becomes when plot or deliberate character arcs are being communicated through dialog scenes. 

We find out from dream-peeping that Elizabeth Shaw’s father (horror actor Patrick Wilson) was a devout christian of some variety, possibly a missionary, and her mom  died when she was young. She was given a cross necklace, which we see in blurry montage-o-vision before David wanders off.

We see David’s routine: Pick up tiny specks of dust, send out first contact messages and receive no response, perfect the lonely sport of solo bicycle-riding shootout, eat android breakfast and take a Proto-Indo-European language lesson, watch Lawrence of Arabia (1962) while dying his roots, and quote the most Definitely Not Suffering line to himself over and over again as he does his hair like Peter O’Toole and wanders the halls, waiting for something to happen. “The trick, William Potter, is not minding that it hurts.”

David is going to later profess to have no emotions, but I think that given the chance, he would at least admit his enclosure needs enrichment.

This is one of the strongest scenes in the movie. David is a novel creation of humanity, and he has been left alone, with only the memories and dreams of humans to extrapolate off of. He has been abandoned without thought for his needs, stuffed down into Plato's Cave. We don’t know yet whether the people on the ship see him as a person, but we know they’re thoughtless in how they’ve treated him. He’s bright, he’s inventive, he’s chosen a way he wants to be seen, but he’s seen by no one. 

I’m sure this is going to turn out great for everybody.

And as a side note, while I didn’t know it at the time, David’s language tutor is the actual historical linguist that they employed for the movie, Anil Biltoo. His and Fassbender’s pronunciations were strong enough that even a hobbyist in linguistics could tell that they were really, really trying to get it right. They even reference Schleicher’s fable, the first piece of text anyone ever created from reconstructed Proto-Indo-European. This level of nerdy detail made me excited.

Side note to the side note, Biltoo also has an introductory textbook on Sanskrit you can buy, if you’re a maniac like I am.

This scene kept part of me hopeful for the rest of the movie, because it’s so strong. The “not minding that it hurts” line is a little on the nose, but overall it has the feel of something that could be expanded into an extremely melancholy short film. Or, hell, a Tarkovsky-esque feature film. Moon (2009) could be another point of comparison. In any case, this scene gives you a little space to feel all the quiet suffering of David’s existence. 

But unfortunately for the movie as a whole, this sets David up as the most sympathetic character. I personally had already been drawn in by the promotional “advert” for the David-8 model android (see part 1). Now I was invested in this particular David’s story. The rest of the film didn’t manage to yank back much sympathy for anybody else. 

Because the general vibe I soon picked up from the rest of the crew was that they were absolute hooting jackasses.

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Sources alt-text facts:

1. https://www.denofgeek.com/movies/how-ron-perlman-nearly-ruined-the-alien-resurrection-basketball-shot/ 

2. https://www.imdb.com/name/nm0766970/?ref_=ttfc_fc_cl_t50

[internetgiraffekid1673]

Some Boy-Scout-isms

Home from work sick today, and I wanna share something with ya'll that I feel is a fairly unique experience: My scout-isms. SO many of the things I say is language I picked up in Boy Scouts, but it's subtle enough that I don't think people realize that's why I'm saying it.

I'm an eagle scout, right? I was in the BSA for 5 years, all throughout middle and high school. I made some of my closest life friends there, was mentored by a ton of truly incredible people, had some of the worst challenges and experiences of my life, and ultimately came out on the other side as a better and deeply changed person. It was critical to my development as a human being, to the point that the name I use online (Abby) is my nickname from scouts.

It was also a BLAST. My patrol was like my second family and we were all a bunch of chaotic little shits who spent WAY too much time around each other. The BSA organization in general is also just a great structure to do a lot of really fun things.

One of those really fun things is the BSA vernacular. This is one of the things that is SUPER off putting to "outsiders." It's sort of like walking into a tight knit group of friends who speak in a lot of movie quotes, but you haven't seen any of the movies.

Today, I am here to "show you the movies" or let you all in on some of the jokes that you can find in scouts. While some of these are found in hust about any troop, some of them are inside jokes that were specific to my troop.

This will be subsectioned and cut because it will get long, since I'll have to explain scouting culture along the way. This is also by NO MEANS a comprehensive list because HOLY CRAP there's a lot.

Call and Response:

Being an organization that had it's roots in military training, there are a lot of call and response phrases in scouting. The typical way you're introduced to these as a new scout is simply hearing everyone say the response in reaction to the call phrase without telling you anything. Eventually you'll catch on and start adding your own phrases. Here are some of the most common ones from my troop:

Call: "Everybody stand up!"

Response: "STAND UP? I LOVE standing up! It's my favorite thing to do!"

Common Permutations:

"STAND UP? I LOVE standing up! It's my THIRD favorite thing to do! After laying down and sitting!"

"STAND UP? I HATE standing up! Screw you [caller's name]"

"SIT DOWN? I LOVE sitting down! It's my favorite thing to do! No seriously, thank goodness!"

Call: "I liked it"

Response: "WE liked it! A lot!"

Call: "Fashion Show! Fashion Show!"

Response: everybody joins in on the chant, but half the group inevitably splits off into "SHOW THE FASHION! SHOW THE FASHION!"

Call: the buzzword "delegation" which would inevitably get interrupted with

Response: "DICTATORSHIP! In fact---communism! The best choice I ever made!"

Response to the response: "No, you mean the best choice WE ever made!"

Notes: This one is troop specific and part of an ongoing and long-winded series of jokes about whether our scout troop was a democracy or a dictatorship and whether or not delegation was code for "I don't want to."

Call: "We're gonna sing a song!"

Response: "A song! A song! We're gonna sing a song, HEY!"

Notes: almost always immediately followed by the "stand up" call

Call: You are all "DIS---"

Proper Response: "MISSED!" This makes it so the full phrase is Dismissed.

Common Permutations:

"MISSED SIR!"

"MISSED MARCY!"

". . . ." ". . . ." "StrACtEd sIr!" *voice crack required*

"ASEMBLING!" Followed by running in different directions like a rat swarm.

"MEMBERED!"

"COMBOMBULATED!"

Honestly anything you could add a "dis" prefix to, but my favorite is definitely the one I always used when I was in charge directly after a campout:

"GUSTING all of you go shower!"

Call: "Ooooooh!"

Response: "Aaaaaaah! Neato!"

Alt Response: "Aaaaaaahhhh! Dang, that's a hot unit!"

Call: "SHHHHHH"

Response: *rhythmically, while holding a three fingered scout salute up to your mouth with each beat* "SH SH SH SH SH SH"

Notes: Only ever employed by my patrol (the girls patrol). One time, when the whole troop was getting lectured by the scoutmaster, the 7 year-old younger sister of one of my patrol members (who was also the scoutmaster's daughter) took it upon herself to keep us all shut up. She did so by holding the Spirit Stick and marching up and down in front of us going "SH SH SH SH" with the scout sign to her lips like some sort of drill sergeant. It was so cute we all started doing it, and also really distracting from the whole lecture.

Patrol Cheers:

So for those of you who don't know, this is how BSA is structured:

Every subset of scouts in the same geographic area with the same chartered organization functions as a big group called the "unit." You all share the same number on your uniforms, and it includes the cub scouts, the boys troop, the girls troop, the venture troop, and the sea scouts (most places only have the first three). You'll all usually attend awards ceremonies and expos and parades and whatnots together, but each group usually doesn't interact much beyond that.

This is with the exception of the girls troop and the boys troop. While most locations that have a girls troop usually also have a boys troop, that's not true 100% of the time. It's up to each unit's discretion on how much the boys troop and the girls troop interacts, and it usually depends on how big those troops are. My girls troop had an average of 5 members and never had more than 8, so we functioned as just a patrol of the boys troop.

Patrols are what the troops break down into. These are smaller groups, usually sorted by age and skill level consisting of 3 to 8 members (hence why the girls troop was just a patrol of the boys one). These are the people you share tents with, share meals with, attend merit badge classes with, buddy up with, do skill levels and breakout groups with and are generally just Your People while in your scouts.

Generally, a troop will hold annual re-elections of their leadership. This re-election time also gives the patrols an opportunity to shuffle around in reaction to gaining or losing members or changing skill levels and whatnot. So like, if you got 10 cub scouts who graduated to the main troop that year, you're gonna have to make some new patrols. Similarly, if 5 of your members just graduated high school and aged out of scouting, you're gonna have to merge some patrols.

Whenever a patrol is formed, it needs a name! This name can be pretty much whatever you want, and lots of times, the patrol will get renamed at re-elections, even if the members don't change. The name is usually accompanied by a patrol patch though, so they can also stay fairly static throughout the years, so that the patch can be reused. It also comes with a patrol cheer and a patrol flag. While our troop never got around to making flags, we DID do cheers. You would yell your cheer whenever your patrol name was said in a meeting. These were all the patrols and all the cheers throughout my years in scouting:

The Book Thieves Patrol:

My patrol/the girls patrol! We made this name in honor of fact that we were all avid readers when I was 12, and it stuck. For all I know, it's still the name for the girls patrol even though all the original members have graduated!

Our cheer was a chime-in style with specific parts assigned to specific members. I'll just use their scout nicknames for this. Perhaps someday I'll explain them all.

Bob: "WE'LL STEAL YOUR BOOKS!"

Whole patrol: "AND YOUR MONEY!"

Me: "AND YOUR LEFT SHOE!" (Lilo and Stitch reference for those of you who are lost)

Eventually, the boys decided to get in on the action, and added their own parts:

South: "WHAT ABOUT THE RIGHT SOCK?"

Human Garbage Disposal: "YOU'LL DO YOUR BEST!" always followed by my patrol-mate:

Eugene Fitzherbert: "I'LL DO MY WORST" in the cowboy gun duel stance.

The Pakana Patrol:

This was always the name given to the oldest and most experienced boys patrol. They're named after the world war ii rescue tugboat that was operated by our founder's great grandfather. Subsequently, their cheer was:

"Pakana Pakana PAKANA PAKANA GUIDING YOU TO SAFETY!" Followed by a foghorn sound effect.

Eventually, because our scoutmaster's name was Karl, which led to copious quoting of the "KAR-EL that KILLS people" line, South (you're gonna notice him popping up a lot in my scout stories) would swap the foghorn for "KAR-EL"

The Fallout Duckies Patrol:

Not in formation for a particularly long time, and very seldom employed their cheer. This is because their cheer was a bomb sound effect and then dropping on the floor like they'd just died, which nobody has the energy for like 90% of the time.

The Samurai Patrol:

This patrol was "the other boys patrol" for my majority of time in scouting. They named themselves this in reference to getting their original scout skit "Mortal Kombat" banned---it was a truly riveting number where they just had a lightsaber fight with very big sticks for like 10 minutes.

Anyway, their cheer was to the tune of the Bill Nye Theme song and they'd all go: "Bill Nye the Samurai! BILL BILL BILL BILL BILL BILL BILL BILL---" and they'd keep chanting Bill until whoever was leading the meeting cut them off like a conducter.

The Airborne Patrol:

This is what the Samurai renamed themselves to about halfway through my scouting tenure. This was around the time the Book Thieves had the startling revelation that we had surpassed the Samurai in terms of experience and skill, even if we were still behind the oldest Pakanas.

Their cheer was "Tally Ho and look out below!" Which was very cute and fun.

The Crispy Bacon Ninjas or the CBN:

This is what the Airborne patrol became after pretty much all of the Airbornes had graduated to Pakanas and the patrol was now populated by 10-12 year old recent graduates from Cub Scouts.

They were also colloquially referred to as "The Beans" by my beloved patrol mate Captain Jack Sparrow, since they were all but 3 apples tall, which eventually caught on with other troop members.

Their cheer was "CRISPY BACON NINJAS! *ssssssss*" However, there was a running gag amongst other patrols where we came up with other things CBN could stand for. Since we were a bunch of teenagers, a lot of them were cannibalizm or dead babies jokes (or both), but the one that was used the most got it's own response to the regular cheer:

*stage whisper* "Creepy backyard neighbors! Shhhhhh!"

Odds and Ends:

Some other scouting vernacular that doesn't really fit into the call and response category.

The Announcements Song:

I think this is probably the most widely known outside of scouting. Basically, the word announcements reached such copious overuse in meetings that the BSA made a little annoying song to react to it. And then we added more verses. And then more verses. Someday, I will sing it in it's entirety. That will be the same day I get a good microphone and camera and can con like 4 or 5 other people into helping me sing scout songs, which I will record and publish for posterity.

Anyway, the first verse that everyone knows goes:

Announcements, ANNOUNCEMENTS, A-NOW-OUNCE-MENTS!

A horrible way to die!

A horrible way to die!

A horrible way to be talked to death, a horrible way to die!

Announcements, ANNOUNCEMENTS, A-NOW-OUNCE-MENTS!

It should be known I am INCAPABLE of hearing the word announcements without singing all 7 verses in my head. Thanks for nothing scouts!

Karl's Death Marches:

This one is troop-specific. Basically, the first time our troop ever went backpacking, there was rain and snow and hail and there wasn't a trail where there was supposed to be a trail. It was in the middle of July. It was a bona fide disaster that left us all completely worn out physically and emotionall. No, we did not get where we were supposed to be going.

Eventually, South started calling it "Karl's death march 1.0," and the name stuck. When we attempted the trip again the next year with MUCH better planning, that one was "Karl's death march 2.0." Subsequently, any time we went backpacking, we started referring to it as a Karl Death March. Karl's Winter Death March, Karl's Black Mountain Death March, Karl's Death March Day Hike, etc.

This got to the point where scoutmaster Karl actually carved us little turtles with custom shell patterns for each of us, strung them on paracord, and rewarded us with a skull bead for each death march we'd survived. Which, yes WOW, that was amazing! This is mine:

(It's got a giraffe with a music note because he knows me Very Well).

Various Scouting Cheers:

Instead of applauding like regular human beings, scout troops employ various hokey cheers instead, which is usually dictated by the Cheermaster. Some of the most common ones:

The ROUND of appluase: clapping your hands in a big circle

The Big Hand: Shoving your hand forcefully in front of you

The Clap and a Half: self explanatory

The Watermelon Cheer: You take your imaginary watermelon slice, you suck up all the fruit, and then you spit out all the seeds

The Banana Cheer: A little chant accompanied by miming the actions. The chant goes "PEEL bananas! PEEL PEEL! Bananas! EAT bananas! EAT EAT! Bananas! GO BANANAS! GO GO BANANAS!" and then the cheermaster runs off stage like a hooligan.

"RA RA REE! KICK EM IN THE KNEE! RA RA RASS! KICK EM IN THE OTHER KNEE!"

That's all for now! Like I said, this is far from a comprehensive list and have SO many fun scouting stories I could tell. Come and pester me about it on this post or anywhere else you like, and please chime in with some of your own troop vernacular!

Praying I get better, and peace out!

[galaxygolfergirl]

Some of my favorite Helsa fan arts I’ve done throughout the years (dates are in the alt text).

I’ve been thinking about this ship recently, especially its place in the fandom, and I have some thoughts (read below)

Ever since I was roped into this franchise 10 years ago, I think I’ve almost always drawn Hans with a beard. Primarily, it was because I felt that if he ever did show up again in Frozen media, he would be more weathered and unpretentious about his appearance since dropping his facade in the first film. Also because I just thought he would look better with more facial hair (it’s a me thing).

As for Elsa, I’ve never been consistent in drawing her, as it was hard for me to read her animated model, what with her huge eyes and baby nose, as normal, so that’s evolved over the years to a happy medium where it still reads as Elsa, but also reads as human with normal face proportions.

As to why I’ve shipped helsa all these years? Hans and Elsa are two sides of the same coin to me, the main difference being that one of them succumbed to their worst intentions and desires, while the other freed themselves and learned to embrace love and peace in their life. Both were isolated during their childhoods, resulting in years of loneliness, misery, and bitterness; both try to appear poised and reserved, hiding their inner self-loathing; both are intelligent and cunning, both have a definite aggressive streak, and both have interesting chemistry in their very few scenes together. Hans seems to be the only one on equal footing with Elsa who can get through to her throughout the film, mainly for his own ambition, of course, but it intrigued me to see even all these years later how compelling their interactions are.

Why would he sympathetically plead, “don’t be the monster they fear you are,” and stop her from killing those two guards? If he was planning on killing her, why would he go to her and ask if she could stop the winter? Why does he look shocked, almost sad when she tells him that she can’t, like he’s regretting having to kill her? It’s moments like these that paint these characters with more nuance than meets the eye.

I’ve always thought after the first movie, there was definitely potential for a more nuanced and interesting story if Hans were to return. Not simply for revenge, but rather an “enemy of my enemy is my friend” situation, where Frohana would have to work with Hans somehow to fend off an invading force or adversary, like the Southern Isles, to stick it to his family. He and Elsa would be adversarial, for sure, but through forced cooperation, they could open up and become more vulnerable with one another. The amount of angst and turmoil over their feelings for one another would be doubly engrossing. The drama would be incredible.

Now listen: I don’t really expect any of that to happen. I got off the Helsa or die party bus years ago and I’m just mainly enjoying it as it’s own non-canon concept. Believe me, I would love it if it did happen, god willing and the creek don’t rise. But really, when you get down to it, these are movies marketed at little girls, and I don’t think it would really go that far. It’s not easy to come back from holding a sword over a girl’s head, as quoted by Santino Fontana himself.

I grew up with this fandom, I started all the way back in middle school 10 years ago, and this has been a definite learning experience for me in separating the extrapolated world of fan-fiction and the reality of a pg animated musical. I’ve grown up and my expectations are different, and now I understand that canon doesn’t mean shit. I beg, do not take any of this seriously. Just because it has the Disney trademark slapped on it does not mean it’s the end all be all of a story. Stories are fluid things that adapt and evolve in each of the hands they pass through. No one interpretation of a story or a character or a relationship has to be “the right one,” and not every character has to sit on a black and white scale of moral dichotomy, there are always shades of gray.

I’m not saying all of this to be deep about a ship between a Disney princess and a Disney villain that I got into when I was 13, believe I know it’s not that deep. I’m saying this because I’ve lived through fandom and set myself up with false expectations, only to be disappointed. Hell, I took a break from helsa for a solid 3 years because of how burnt out I was. It’s far too easy to dissociate from the text and treat fanon as canon; you’re just setting yourself up to be disappointed. Just let it be its own thing! Like I said, canon does not mean shit! Don’t take things so seriously! Feel free to tell your own stories!

Anyways, I still love this ship, or at least the version I came up with in my head, because I am a storyteller, and I saw potential in these two that could be realized through other means. It doesn’t matter to me if it’s canon or not. Just enjoy it as it is.

[valeriefauxnom]

Random Thought Re. Bondforged Euden

So, Bondforged Euden was locked into Midgardsormr 0 for his shapeshift, as we all know (this is not a complaint, given Mid0's power!).

As such, he has one quote upon shapeshifting, which in English is,

Which is more or less verbatim from what I hear in JP, "Ikuzo, Midgardsormr!"

However, JP added an additional little tidbit to his whole shapeshift sequence. Specifically, when using Mids' skill in shapeshift, both Euden and Midgardsormr voice the line in complete unison.

That got me to thinking.

Is Bondforged Euden actually dracoshifting, instead of shapeshifting?

Now, I know it sounds like I'm throwing out words here, but yes, this was a concept in Dragalia, and I don't blame you if it doesn't exactly sound familiar.

We technically see it twice, as it is the explanation for how Alberius and Chthonius merged and stayed merged for so long, and it also serves as a way to amp up Leonidas.

While details are... spare (to put it mildly), aside from that, I think the implication of the notion of the 'dracoshift' is that it's more of a merge between the two for a time than just the human yoinking the form of their dragon for a bit.

That being said, I wonder if that's actually what's happening upon Bondforged Euden's shift, since the skill itself is called 'United Tempest' and the Japanese version has the both of them outright vocalizing together.

Pushing it one step further, I then would like to say that his regular attacks and skills are just regular shapeshifts, which is another wild thing. I've gone over the subtle evidence before that the whole pacting process and shifting isn't easy, and can be dangerous, but that just goes to show how far Euden has come, that he's constantly dipping in and out of a shapeshifted form just to make his attacks that much harder to resist/predict.

And then, when you factor in the fact that when he actually 'shapeshifts' he's really just taking it one step further to literally meld with Mids for a while, the fact that he has the energy at all to do any of that... It goes to show just how much stronger he is.

Interestingly, as a last thought I had on it, it's actually a gradual progression that was demonstrated through his other alts.

Most of the time, we see base Euden just shift once. Gala Euden starts mixing it up and sometimes shifts sequentially without even taking a breather between forms, as seen in his own story and in The Blood That Binds. And then we come to Bondforged, who is throwing out shapeshifts left and right and also finding the time and energy to merge with Mids quite a bit, since he's a very dragon-heavy user.

Kinda nuts, when you think of it that way!

[queen-boudicca]

I went through and compiled a list of all of the groups that the ethics committee wanted to ban because it's hilarious! (list below the cut bc it's a bit of a long one)

Nazis

Homophobes

Pedophiles

SJWs

Racists

Fascists

Noobs

Grifters

ISIS

Drug Dealers

Communists

Russians

Alt Right

Antifa

Republicans

Libertarians

Democrats

NRA Members

Mansplainers

Nihilists

Globalists

Scientologists

Creationists

Palestinians

Israelis

Mormons

Domestic Abusers

Necrophiles

Coastal Elites

Misogynists

Isolationists

9/11 Truthers

Holocaust Deniers

Sizeists

Ableists

Non-Voters

Poachers

NYT Editorial Board

Cannibals

Suppressive Persons

Zoophiles

PETA

Mid-Level Marketers

Telemarketers

Catfishers

Cat-Callers

Women Who Should Smile

People Who Quote the Mask

Human Traffickers

Spammers

Button Mashers

Step Dads

Juggalos

Hollywood Agents

Soy Boy Beta Cucks

Anti-Vaxxers

Redskins Fans

Patriot Fans

Babadook

Slenderman

Meat Eaters

Vegans

Transphones

Trolls

Yann-something, and I can't figure out what the rest are bc Jo's in the way