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AU where therapy prision gave up on his ass and sent him to gravity falls with no powers and Pines take him in employ him... Iguess 👍Doing this for 10 (??9??) years old me and my first animated brain rot
Young twink cunty design is out old unhinged rat with 0 fashion sense design is in
This cunt can't even tie his own shoes how are yall giving him elaborate clothes he WILL get lost in these and die (yippie)
Ford is next I cant-
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hmmmm i was kinda waffling on posting this but i will with the disclaimer that likeeeeeeeeeeee idk if im gonna go this route hahaha its just kinda been an indulgent hole ive been exploring for funzies with tardi. but it all feels really inorganic to me still lol
just wanted to design a lil cringe naenae next next gen baby teehee
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Despite how wildly Elendira was changed as a character in tristamp she's just. so fascinating to me both bc of her existence as a whole (a human/plant hybrid of sorts that Nai, despite his hatred for humans, for some reason has allowed to exist) and the idea of her being an honest, childish reflection of Nai himself.
There is absolutely no way that Elendira's disdain for humans isn't something she learned from him. And when you compare their expressions and behavior - they are just so painfully similar. From the way their emotions shift so quickly from one to another to how they show so clearly on their faces/bodies,
And how the only way to somewhat (poorly) mask themselves is to physically shift away and hide - which they both do in front of Vash specifically.
On that note, Elendira's reaction to physical pain is very interesting to me too in how it contrasts with Nai's. Whereas she throws a tantrum and cries out about how much it hurts, physical pain does very little for Nai (outwardly, that is) as shown in eps 3 and 12. Even as Vash tries to shoot down his blades or as Nai burns himself alive along the fire of Vash's angel arm, it is the emotional aspect (Vash's rejection) which actually hurts him. It can be heard in his voice or seen in his face and still, he tries to hide that too behind a smile or laugh that always seems awfully close to crying or sobbing.
Ig what I'm trying to point at is Elendira - as a metaphorical and literal reflection of him, since she's implied to be a clone, kinda - being able to voice and act out all the reactions to pain, physical and emotional, that Nai usually doesn't allow himself to show.
Extra interesting to me that she immediately labels Vash a traitor and cries harder when she mentions Nai and how Vash doesn't know.
I think a more literal tl of this bit is something along the lines of "it's your fault that lord Knives -", regardless... what is it that Vash doesn't know or that he's at fault for? Is she echoing Nai's pain, his loneliness? Why does she feel it so deeply?
And did Vash realize? What she is and where she comes from, or why she exists? Is that why he looked so sad at the sight of her? Did he see part of his brother in her too? Did Nai as a kid ever cry like that?
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thinking about like possible future!verse Fivemind again,, reduced to a single unit but they're still The Mechanical Squadron at heart. Jaded and beaten but they're still playing the hero, quite possibly even out of spite.
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New Post has been published on Books by Caroline Miller
New Post has been published on https://www.booksbycarolinemiller.com/musings/the-shadow-knows/
The Shadow Knows
During the winter holidays, Britain’s Prime Mister, Rishi Sunak took a photo-op when he decided to serve breakfast at a homeless shelter. Sunak, reported to be worth $800 million, made a stab at being chummy as he handed a plate of eggs and sausages to a stranger standing on the opposite side of the steam counter. “Do you work in business, by any chance?” As the man reached for the plate that hung in midair, he stated the obvious. “No. I’m homeless. I’m here for a hot meal.” Finding common ground with a stranger can be difficult. Sometimes, it never happens. Sometimes connection takes a second. Since arriving in Congress (2021), House Republican Marjorie Taylor Green has engaged her Democratic associate Jaime Raskin in Twitter combat. No one could have guessed they were linked by a thread. Yet when Raskin announced he had cancer, Greene did an about-face. Her father had died of cancer. She knew the struggle that awaited her colleague. “I’ll be praying for Jaime Raskin,” she tweeted. Empathy is a grace that exists in most humans. It lifts us into spiritual realms but is ephemeral. Called upon too often or for too long a time, the flame dies out. Prolonged empathy morphs into grief; grief becomes despair; despair, falling alike upon those who suffer and those who help, leaves the spirit numb. insanity is the final transition. The Ukraine war is an example. The nation may be winning its battles, but its rubbled streets look nothing like a victory. How long will the people’s courage last and that of their supporters? Longer than the invaders’, I hope. Seeing his country mired in blood, one Russian propagandist’s despair touches upon insanity. Embrace death he exhorted his countrymen. “Life is highly overrated.” History is rife with nihilists like him. It is a state of mind as old as Biblical Masada and jihadism. In times of greatest stress, it can pass for Reason. Recently, the U. S. Supreme Court struck down New York’s gun control laws which were intended a cripple the growing number of mass shootings. The judges concluded that under the Second Amendment, the legislation violated the people’s right to protect themselves. That decision was based on its 2008 verdict in the District of Columbia v. Heller. There, the judges determined that “militia” in the Second Amendment covered an individual’s right to self-defense. Though reasonable on its face, the interpretation leaves citizens standing in crosshairs. One commentator rightly asked, “What happens when the people are no longer allowed to protect themselves from mass slaughter through their elected representatives and are left at the mercy of unelected judges who do not care if they are shot to death.” The marshmallow experiment reminds us that our human tendency is to secure what we have rather than plan for future unknowns. The impulse can goad us into precipitous action. In the 1990s, the United States may have acted impulsively when President Bill Clinton encouraged Urkaine’s desire for ties with Europe. Political scientist John Mearsheimer says Clinton’s decision destroyed a détente between Russia and the west and paved the way for Vladimir Putin’s invasion of its neighbor. Clinton disagrees. Graham Fuller, a political analyst, sides with Mearsheimer on the question and sees Ukraine’s struggles as a proxy war between the U. S. and Russia. He says we are making a similar mistake with China he continues. Our efforts to restrict that country’s growth have backfired, leading China to respond with its Belt and Road initiative —an economic development plan for third-world countries that China underwrites. The program has enjoyed success, particularly among nations in the southern hemisphere that have experienced the west’s military presence: Latin American, the Middle East, Africa, India, and parts of Asia. Finger-pointing, of course, is among the oldest ploys. At this moment, however, it poses danger because it diverts our attention from Damocles’s sword as it swings above our heads. I refer to climate change. In a recent version of nihilism, some scientists have abandoned the hope that we can escape annihilation. Those of us who dare to contemplate the future know that Marjorie Taylor Greene and Jamie Raskin have revealed the common ground that unites the species. Who becomes Speaker of the U. S. House in 2023 is irrelevant. At a visceral level, we know our charge. Either we work toward the common good. Or, we nurture our grudges and fall victim to the lengthening shadow of our annihilation.
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For as eager as he is to begin his explanation, seeing no other way to adequately explain not only his presence here but the presence of a heavily modified twentieth century vehicle whose sole and primary function was no longer—clearly—what it was designed for, Emmett is careful enough to leave the details, the scientific formulas, the calculations out.
Even a basic overview of the equipment he'd had to modify to achieve temporal displacement was carefully checked over in his head, lest he reveal something he hadn't meant to.
It's refreshing, speaking about such topics with others clearly well versed in the sciences—and leaps and bounds ahead of the science even in 2015, which had already made remarkable progress—but remarkably advanced or not, he is uncomfortable sharing too many details of his greatest invention, for fear of very tangible repercussions.
He hadn't expected this of his unwitting company, much less the fact that the man speaking to him was clearly not human. Incredible. So this is what the future has in store for us.
❝My name?❞ Emmett asks, momentarily surprised by such a question before his eyes widen. ❝Oh, yes!❞ This far in the future, it shouldn't matter that he gives his real name; at this point in time, he will have been dead for centuries and easily searchable with a photo, no doubt.
❝Twentieth century is correct. Doctor Emmett Brown; a pleasure. So what is it exactly that you study here?❞
@prcspcr, x.
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