#'nuclear level shits' is one way to describe it

[lazulisong]

I gotta hold my metformin (among other stuff) both Monday and Tuesday and let me tell you I don't expect to have any problems with the opioids after I restart it on Wednesday

[facelessoldgargoyle]

Amy Dallon as the Minotaur

The Metatextual Monster: how reading Amy Dallon on multiple levels is necessary to understanding her.

I'm gonna be real, this started out as a daydream about drawing Taylor as Icarus, but I care way more about the Minotaur, and Taylor isn't the Minotaur. Possibly some art about this to follow, but I type faster than I draw. ~700 words.

How many of you have read House of Leaves? Wikipedia. The most important thing to know is that House of Leaves is three stories, which occur nested within each other. The story at the heart is a documentary about a house in which a closet door suddenly appears, which eventually grows into a hallway and then a labyrinth. The next layer is a blind professor's commentary on this documentary, which was discovered scattered around his apartment after his death. The top layer is the chronicle of a tattoo artist trying to reconstruct the commentary. All this to say: it is a book about meta-commentary, which makes describing its themes difficult.

In House of Leaves, the professor has tried to remove all references to the Minotaur by burning the pages of his notes about him. The tattoo artist writes down everything that failed to burn, and indicates that it was burned using red, struck through text. The Minotaur is a character which does not exist, but he haunts the book.

On the top level, he represents the constant editing, rewriting, and destruction of the book itself. Down a level, he is a monster who is stalking the characters in their minds. A claw mark is found next to the professors dead body. Down a level, he's the guilt and shame growing within each author which they project into the house. The labyrinth in the house is a black hole, it signifies nothing, but the human mind impresses its own ideas and image into it.

I'm now realizing that I've written three paragraphs without mentioning Amy once. Shit. Ok. The good stuff.

On the level closest to the text, Amy the character is the malformed, rejected child. When her malformation makes itself known, she is permanently rejected and confined in an inescapable prison. Like the Minotaur in House of Leaves, her ghost haunts the people who fear her and obsess over her. They can't stop thinking about her (Victoria) despite how that obsession only hurts them. When Amy's status as monster can be instrumentalized, it is, like how the Minotaur of myth was used as a method of execution for the youth of Athens. She's set free and used once again.

On another level, Amy Dallon haunts Worm. Her arc is fully fleshed out, and it is tragedy. Like the Minotaur, on one level she must been seen as symbolic. She represents the self-destruction of the nuclear family. In one version of the myth, the Minotaur is the bastard son of Minos. The king did not sacrifice a bull sent to him by Poseidon, and so the queen was cursed to fall in love with the bull. Here, the Minotaur represents the ultimate perversion of the natural order. The king did not honor the god, and so the wife did not honor her husband, and so the child did not honor his mother. Amy represent the same overturning of the natural order. Carol hated the daughter, and so the daughter destroyed her sister. These stories suggest that the so-called natural order actually has something deeply wrong with it!

On the top level, Amy is a scapegoat for the audience. Like the Minotaur in House of Leaves, the reader projects their own hatred on her; they treat her with the same lesbophobia as the text does, if you read her a layer below the symbolic critique of the family, if you read her as a character. People consistently write about her as having an incest kink, or other deviant, highly stigmatized fetish. People post about her being dirty, or ill-intentioned. This reading accepts her as ontologically evil, rather than a product of an oppressive structure. The exact form of the Minotaur (deviant, dirty, ill-intentioned) varies from person to person. He acts as a Rorschach, illuminating what the observer finds offensive.

Like the Minotaur in House of Leaves, Amy must be read on multiple levels. She is a character, she is a metaphor, she is a mirror. Isolate any of these levels from the other, and they fail to make sense. Separating the symbolic from the personal is often what leads people to falling into the trap of projecting lesbophobic narratives onto her!

The Minotaur is out to get you, and Amy is too.

[singlecrow]

Hello!! I’d love to hear your thoughts (if you’d like!!) on the toxicity/operation alert section of “a girl wild and unwished for” — it’s so destabilizing and beautifully crafted.

oh, I like that section very much which is why this got quite so long, sorry! for context: a girl wild and unwished for is a MASH story about Hawkeye a few years post-war, who has with some persuasion begun a lithium taper. Lithium is an anti-manic drug, in its infancy then, and is notoriously dangerous because a) its toxicity level is only a little way above its therapeutic level and b) it's almost impossible to guess what any one person's dosage should be in advance. Add that to the fact small unnoticed things can push your levels higher without you noticing at first, it has a whole disaster-waiting-to-happen quality to it.

So when you start lithium, you go on a taper: little by little, blood test by blood test, over a few weeks, and this is what this story is about. At this point in the proceedings, an unfortunate sequence of events pushes Hawkeye to the toxicity level. And I could've done it from Sidney's and Margaret's POV - it's their fault, after all - but as you say, I really wanted it to be destabilising for the reader as it is for Hawkeye, and the only way to do that was from the inside. The first symptom of lithium overdose is confusion, which is ideal for this: the end of the last scene has him acting oddly, and then this one is intended to drift gently to the point where the reader suddenly realises, oh shit, there is more to this than I thought oh shit this is VERY BAD. I don't know if it works! but we have Hawkeye wake up slowly and observe in a half-assed kind of way that it's foggy inside as well as out. ok, we've been told he's sleepy. But then Margaret comes in and is instantly terrified that Hawkeye has taken an overdose on purpose - because she can see what we can't see. And the fact he doesn't understand her questions is meant to be the point where the reader (almost) understands what's happened, because this is the point where Hawkeye's internal narration really falls off the wall. The style turns into simple declarative sentences and simple words. He's still him - "[he] wants to, because Margaret wants him to" - but otherwise starting to sound actually impaired. He gets hung up on the word "quiet" for, urgh, GFA reasons. And his mind is wandering, which was great for me - easy to throw in whatever thematic appropriate allusion I wanted, especially because it's Hawkeye who's read everything. So he quotes Matthew's gospel inside his head and is delighted with himself, because he's still Hawkeye. And he stays like this, eventually losing full sentences, then fragments, then a single word, until he's finally sedated, and the idea that he and the reader find out at once what's happened, when he wakes up again. Again, I don't know if it works mostly because I knew what was happening when I wrote it. But that's the intention.

I think the other thing that I like slash find interesting about this scene is that, well, Hawkeye's priorities are skewed. He is also quite worried about nuclear apocalypse in this scene. (I watch myself write down these things and wonder why no one has had me abolished.) There is a nuclear attack drill, Operation Alert, going on outside the window, and Hawkeye in his impaired state has no reason not to think it's real. It, too, is terrifying. The way I did this to set it out as a random mixture of what the people outside the window are shouting (about public shelters and millions dead) and what's happening immediately around Hawkeye. The idea of course is to make the two things scarier seen alongside each other, maybe make the reader wonder if Hawkeye has had another psychotic break (he hasn't), and call back to an earlier scene where Hawkeye described the lithium as "[my] own personal atomic annihilation". So he's very worried about THAT. But what we don't hear much about is what actually happens to him. Lithium toxicity is vile. There are no antidotes for it even now, it's all horrible things like tubes down the throat and dialysis. Hawkeye is going through all that, during the scene, but we're still in his head and the things that really upset him are that Margaret though he took the overdose himself and that she and Sidney have given Sidney's colleague a fake name for him. His selfhood matters to him more than the body he lives in, because lithium has detached him from it even as they're trying to scrub the durg out of him. That theme comes up much more loudly later in the story but here it is. (A line I cut, from Sidney's nameless colleague and Sidney. "Can't you tell me anything at all about him?" / "He's a good man and he doesn't deserve this.")

And finally - this is so long, sorry! Why do this scene at all? It's subtle, I think, but it's savage and nasty and awful and this story isn't set in a war zone. But lithium is terrifying, and we're told that Hawkeye thinks so too. Putting him directly into that terror-- well, the other reason is I've spent 10k by this point talking about how dangerous the drug is. I could've left this scene out. But I think you need it for the sake of honesty. It's really that frightening. This is really the decision Hawkeye has made for himself that the story has spent all this time examining. (And he asks Margaret, too: "Is it worth it?" Is it worth his friends' comfort, in getting him to come down from mania, if it puts him at this risk? Which isn't something she can answer. But then, there's the other theme: Margaret doesn't give a damn about semantics, she just loves him.)

jesus. that's it. thank you for asking about this one! I had a lot to say about it apparently.

[solradguy]

Sol and Baiken is so intriguing as a pairing. I’ve never seen a pairing that evokes so many indescribable emotions. It’s like….I don’t know how to describe it.

I can see the appeal. I can’t see the appeal. I want to read it. I’ve never even imagined how it would work. Are the fans madmen or geniuses? It’s wild!

Same tbh. Their dynamic is fascinating because their personalities are REALLY similar and there are parallels between their backstories, but they're still very different. Sol had his humanity stolen, Baiken sort of threw hers away willingly. They both live to kill and hate that it ended up that way. Neither have anything to return to because it's been long since been destroyed. They have similar vices through smoking and alcohol....

Baiken's general outlook is darker than Sol's though and that's one of the biggest differences between them. Baiken does have goals she's working towards, but she's more nihilist about it than Sol, who's 100% prepared at all times to punch the shit out of whatever it takes to make things better haha I think if Baiken had the Flame of Corruption she'd give in to it and burn everything and everyone if it meant That Man would die, whereas Sol very actively resists not doing that.

I haven't read any fic with them as a ship and have only seen them together in like one H doujinshi so I'm not sure how fans generally interpret their relationship in a complex way such as through romance, but it's definitely interesting to think about.

The couples counseling for them would be a whole new level of nuclear batshit, tell you what

[im-a-simp898]

eats u

Seriously? You're really serious right now? I cannot tell if I have sensory problems or if I actually just witnessed a statement with such an immense amount of sheer stupidity. You know, I have seen the most bizarre things from some guy in class jerking it to Ronald Reagan tentacle hentai, to people linking Chernobyl to penis-shaped aliens, but your comment is by far the most fucking idiotic thing I have ever had the kind of horrible fucking luck one requires to hear your stupid fucking post. From this point on, when I think of you, I will imagine a diseased turtle taking an enormous dump, with so much unbelievably large amounts of shit that all the protons inside of the methyl sulfide this horrendous crap contains spontaneously fuse into uranium-235 that I can use to shove a nuke up your sub-mental ass. You can write that off as an exaggeration but it is 100% true from the bottom of my already-empty heart. I legitimately think that you lack intelligence. I would say you're mentally unstable but then I couldn't blame the terribly ignorant fucking post on you. I literally cannot comprehend how amazingly dimwitted your dumb ass is. I have trouble understanding the laws of physics, space, and time as if all laws of reality have been devastated and disintegrated due to how dense you are. I could write a damn book on your lack of intelligence that is so long, one could read the entire Series of Unfortunate Events series, watch the entire Godfather trilogy, and invent fucking time travel itself before it could even be published under a first edition. Half-Life 3 would be released centuries before I could finish the first chapter describing your purely pointless state of mind. I honestly cannot tell if you were abused too much or not abused enough, because you clearly did not go to school enough to get a proper fucking education. To quote George Washington, "Associate with men of good quality if you esteem your own reputation; for it is better to be alone than in bad company." In that case, I'm getting as far away from you as possible. Hell, I'm actually unironically considering moving to Macquarie Island just to be isolated from your brain cell-killing words for the rest of my now-miserable life. I would rather go insane from thinking about you to the point where I pull a Cast Away and consider sexual relations with a volleyball than actually spending time anywhere near you. There is honestly no other way of putting it; you're an irritating asshole who contributes absolutely nothing to this already dreadful planet. And that's saying a lot considering the fact that I've heard of carbon dioxide levels reaching 400 parts per million, Donald Trump becoming president, and toxic fucking comment sections that contain your stupid bullshit. And again I go, being confused by whatever quantum physics you are using to defy the laws of physics with your stupidity, to the point where I'm saying you are worse than yourself. I have nothing else that is most definitely as horrible as you to compare to except you yourself. How does that make you feel? Like a turtle taking a nuclear shit? I really don't have a single shit to give anyway, because you are living proof that there is no hope for humanity left. Really went downhill after that whole thing where Rome fell; that made a lot of people pissed off. But not as pissed off as I am after reading your stupid shit. No, buddy, if I should even call you that, I am not pissed off at your comment. I am FURIOUS. I am so furious that I will personally take that radioactive turtle shit myself just so I can rid the world of your baffling levels of unadulterated doltishness. You are more dull than oxygenated magnesium or even a samurai sword that hasn't been sharpened for a thousand years. And you better be glad that the sword is dull, because if it wasn't, it would be shoved up your ass just like the nuclear turtle shit. I am so fucking angry that even watching an Adam Sandler movie will make me happier than I am right now.

[greatkittydream]

The Creature from the dungeon. 1

"thinking"

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Journal entry 1

I've kept a collection of my thoughts to keep myself from going fucking insane and that if any sentient life were to find this they may be able to decipher it Leaving the basic letters of the alphabet above obviously.

okay let's recount the day me one Jacob Augustine, I was about to attend my first year of college to become an bioengineer, I just graduated high school with steady A's and B's and was planning to become an bioengineer. One in a medical field at that.

On the week before summer ended, I was making my way down to a convenience store a block away from where I live. mostly complaining that I feel like I'm wasting my life away, thinking of what else I can do to make sure once I die, I won't die with regrets. And then bam, I end up here.

Here being some.... have no fucking idea how to describe this biome, it has the floral density of a jungle yet not nearly enough insects or Wildlife to be a jungle it's more like a collection of plants than anything else. I have met sparse few insects in this jungle? It has animals, but oddly enough, no fungus.

Which is weird given the fact that they're the backbone of most jungles for recycling dead Organic matter. Not to mention, none of these plants show characteristics of jungle plants.

There are no waxy leaves to deposit water close to the roots, nor do they extend high into the sky or grow wide enough to collect any sunlight that bleeds through the trees.

The insects I have found are not poisonous or at least don't present any of the features of poisonous. No brightly colored features or camouflage.

They do follow the basic figure though of six limbs abdomen thorax and head. But they don't follow any other similarities. I found ants if you could call them that but their jaws were aligned in the opposite direction clamping up and down rather from side to side I've seen them used to great effect against Beatles?

if you could even call it that it's the closest approximation I have for a thickly armored insect, they clamped down, piercing the armor, and then ripped the thing to pieces.

I would be in heaven researching the new Wildlife After all, what self-respecting scientist even if this isn't my Specific area of biological interest wouldn't be in love with researching new things I have found right now. If it wasn't for the fact that I somehow ended up in a place against my will that behaves unlike any other ecological system I've seen.

I will somehow have to create a section in the back of my book detailing my research I have found so far. but that is for a later date. Why was I writing this again oh yeah because the fucking sun doesn't exist or the sky.

Allow me to explain to you dear reader, if you haven't already noticed if you somehow managed to find a clearing to where you can look up to the sky you will see not the sky what a collection of bright crystals somehow.

Illuminating this several mile long area as if it were the sun and it never sets. how do I know it's only several miles long easy I can see the fuckin walls. This illogical place pisses me off on so many levels. The biome I can forgive life does strange shit but the fact that this thing has no support structure whatsoever for Miles holding up.

what I'm assuming to be crystals weighing several tons each emitting a light similar to the effect of the Sun some how? do they go through nuclear Fusion or is it some other type of light emitting process which allows life to thrive down here? And if that's the case why does it look like the wild life/Flora belongs on the surface. to some degree life follows the most, well not efficient but the closest to efficient route it can find, not what looks good.

this is taking its toll on me. I have found myself doing my ticks more than usual. Oh yes, I suppose it may be best for me to explain myself a bit more.

self-report subject Jacob Augustine date of birth July the 13th 2005 age 18 state of birth Tennessee. The subject has autism. His ticks include snapping his fingers in a rapid motion, blinking rapidly, or rubbing the sides of his head. While on the low end of the spectrum he does exhibit his own issues such as his picky diet the way certain things cannot touch him or how illogical things piss him off to a absurd. degree we will see how he fares in this illogical hellhole that does not follow principles or Reason.

Okay, these are my findings for day one. I will update my journal if anything happens.

with a quick snap shut of the book, he looks up all around him. Okay, Jacob, you can do this. You're just in some illogical ecosystem. that does not appear to support a variety of life.

you have so far not identified any viable food options. So let's run through this normally. When stranded in the middle of a forest, you tie brightly colored cloth to branches and try to draw attention to your area for rescue squads.

but seeing as I'm in some confined space with no obvious human habitation, I need to start thinking of survival. In this case, I should climb to the top of a tree and look for a large water body that can support life.

And this will more than likely have some type of fish there that I can eat and water that can be processed to drink. However given the fact that this place is not running on normal principles of biodiversity there's a chance this may go horribly wrong. there could be Birds of Prey bigger than me.

There could be crocodiles that can run on land like its long extinct ancestor. alternatively, I could start clearing out areas and hoping that it rains as unlikely as that is. While cutting down a tree without any immediately available resources for such a task is unviable, it is still feasible given the amount of granite I have found in the area.

my current tools for my survival is my backpack, what was supposed to be a study notes book now turned into personal Journal, a packet of pencils a pencil sharpener, a school water bottle a pair of black Crocs a short sleeve t-shirt and gym shorts, I'm so fucked.

Okay, there are no obvious signs of precipitation that can accumulate off the bat, and cutting down trees would take far more energy than it's worth. so while it is a viable option, it's not one that's optimal. leaving only one other option that I can think of, not like I really have much of a choice. I just hope they have some type of fish I can eat without making myself eat it.

That would will make things a lot smoother. Standing up and looking for the tallest tree he can find in his immediate area he begins to climb. The idea of venomous snakes did not concern him from what he has seen so far there's no prey big enough needed for Venom or predators meaning in all likelihood he would be relatively safe from any possible Ambush predators.

Reaching the top of the tree, he saw vast fields of forest and vegetation. Luckily for him, there was a deposit of water fairly big one at that from what he can tell North words. it looked to be about an hour's jog from where he's at as well.

He was a bit of an introvert and not wanting to go outside more than strictly necessary preferring to spend most of his time with his online friends doing research and watching fun fact videos. But he did still do cardio in order to keep his body from getting health issues that could be easily avoided. he knows for a fact that he can run for about 2 hours, which in his opinion is fairly good with this in mind an hour jog with a 10 minute break in between.

He would arrive at his destination and about 3 hours while not as quick as he would like. This is his best option. With that he got to the lowest branch and hopped off. "it's a good thing I like clothing that allows me to breathe I would be fucked if this was winter clothing was that he began to jog".

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Aafje vo eldertree pov

Big sis please don't go, you promised to spend time with me. I know what I promised, but this is a big day because the raxs just got fully healed, meaning we have our tank in the party, and we can finally enter the lower parts of the dungeon. And it's important they have their healer with them. But can't you just hold off for one more day? You promised me this you're always down in that stupid dungeon. I'll have you know that stupid dungeon is the reason why the eldertree family is as influential as it is. We are nobility based around dungeon delving. pretty soon You'll have to start going as well. Now, hush up please I'm pretty sure my party's outside.

Aafje's big sis had turned around and started making her way to the front door. Currently moping and pouting Aafje was upset her big sister went back on her word but then a devilish thought came to her head: if she was supposed to be going down there soon, what's stopping her from going now? She was a genius considering herself, and she knew his sister would never allow this, so the answer was simple.

Don't tell her to make her way to where she knew her sister kept her supplies. she looked around for the bag that her sister took with her for long trips from what she recalled.

Her sister was going to drop straight down to floor 150 today with the rest of her party through teleportation Crystal and start going to the lower levels.

Having found the bag, she knew she couldn't just take stuff out and sit inside her sister could tell immediately. but what she could do was use a bag of holding too cold the stuff inside while she took its place. And so she did just this. Hearing her big sister coming ada, she immediately went into the bag, hurling stuff into The Magic Bag.

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Ada vo eldertree pov

Yeah, my sis was pretty upset about the news, probably in her room pouting and swearing to hate me forever. Until I come back home with some new toys or cool stuff for her. A gruff voice responded to her one Aafje recognized as raxs.

I kind of feel like a dick I mean, this is supposed to be a day for you two. You think she'd forgive me if I gave her something, what do elves like? Just bring her home a new toy and some candy and she'll be right as rain with you, now hurry up we need to go And I don't want to leave your green butt behind Mr I can stop a charging boss monster.

Please stop bringing that up, It was the 60th floor boss. I thought I could stop it on my own I learned my lesson I'm not indestructible please stop bringing that up. Yeah, well we're going to start heading down to the level we're humans start spawning, and as you well know an encounter with a human may as well be a death sentence. So please keep your wits about you, and don't let your ego take over.

walking over and grabbing her bag and swinging it over her back, she never noticed how uneven it felt. She was quite nervous today her party had actually set a record by making it to the 160th floor without encountering a human.

Meeting up with the rest of her party, her raxs, Stone. and Lionheart. a party composed of an elf, an orc, a dwarf and a Dragonborn. Not the weirdest part of you can see, but certainly, an odd one, most species tend to stay with each other. Making their way outside.

They see the great tower of the dungeon 10 miles wide in any direction, going uncountable numbers deep into the Earth. This was their destination. Walking through the bustling Street filled with all manner of species and Monday activities, in the great city of Carthage, anything could be found. The dungeon attracted all walks of life.

arriving at the dungeon management agency, a government-run facility in order to maximize profit and prevent loss of life though most of the time it just ends up being a bureaucrats dream job of having to not do anything. Most people aren't stupid enough to enter the dungeon unless prepared. Making our way down the street, I noticed something. There was a group arguing with the front counter.

"I had a feeling these were rookies". So she walked up to them and introduced herself. I am ada vo eldertree. I couldn't help noticing with the clerk here, I have a feeling you're new to the dungeon. A dark elf responded. How could you tell?

You're arguing with the clerk you never argue with the clerk They hand out the most recent information regarding migrational species in the dungeon updates to terrain and all sorts of other useful stuff but they don't have to give it out don't make enemies of the clerks may I ask what you were arguing about.

Me and my compatriots here, and I wanted to go to the lower levels and fight some of the higher tear of your monsters. we were former mercenaries. After all, we've taken up the adventuring business, specifically dungeon-delivers

I see how that could become a problem. What's your level and what floor were you wanting to go to.

Level 30, and we want to go down to Floor 110.

you wouldn't make it even if you teleport down to that floor, each floor increases by one level you're going to Face Off monsters at level 110 range. not to mention, although extremely rare humans have been known to spawn there on occasion.

We are dark elves, and we come from Noble lineages. Our level 30 is not the same as a plebeians. And why should I care about some monster type they all die the same.

This Comet pissed her off. well, normally monsters are around the same level of difficulty if you could call it that per level. but humans are something completely different. There were known as raid bosses, meaning that every one of their levels is the equivalent to 10 on a regular level. so a level one human is a level 10 standard, and this is for 110, they're level 1100.

Not to mention, there are special species stats that include Mana absorption from the air. or they're insane musculature and stamina. I don't think I need to continue. Just know that if you run into one hide and run, they don't have the best sense of smell.

"Fucking idiots we're going to die if they ran into a human. there's a reason why noble families founded on dungeon dwellers were so strong through generations of survival of the fittest."

Each one of their levels was equivalent to five levels higher and the standard and even they struggled against humans they were the kings of the dungeons you don't fuck with them.

Let's just get going. We don't want to get behind besides I think we can make it to floor 199 if we're lucky we do have a month to do this after all. then they'll start sending Rescuers and that's always a pain with paperwork.

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Lord Vect pov

Who the hell is that bitch think she is talking to me like that, that high elf scum should be kissing my boots that I even talk to her.

Lord, what do you think we should do?

Isn't it obvious we're going to liberate that fine gear from them while down in the dungeonWho knows she might make find slave work, whether it be in the brothels or a whipping bitch it does not matter money can always made on suffering of others.

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Jacob pov

You know this place is actually kind of lovely. Oh God, I'm talking to myself. I'm going insane already. Egh fuck it may as well make a Wilson while I'm here. After seeing the clearing up ahead, he knew that he was getting close to the water source, deciding to jog harder. and farther, he finally made it out of the clearing, and what he saw was beautiful a ring of sand surrounded. A large lake connected into the Great Wall surrounding this place surrounding that wall was purple crystals that were different from the light blue ones up above what surprised him the most, though there are other humans.

naked shortish about 5’4 for humans. But still humans it's not insane to think of nudist culture could pop up, and with how small this area is to live in, and it makes sense that they'd be shorter natural selection dictates with less nutrients available, being smaller is more advantageous.

I just hope they're not cannibalistic or violently aggressive to foreign things. HAY, HAY over Here. Quickly jogging up to the other humans, there were about 10 of them four female six male. They turn their heads to me in a lazy way before going back to what they were doing.

Coming to a stop to the closest one, a young guy, probably about 26, with brown hair and brown eyes and pale skin. Hey, do you know where we are… Do you speak English… I know Germen Wissen Sie, wo wir sind… um shit okay um. Fuck how do you say do you know where we are in Spanish again God damn it 16-year-old Jacob you should have paid attention in Spanish class more, okay. Um I know you don't understand me but you must understand I'm trying to communicate with you so “pointing towards self” I'm Jacob “ pointing towards the guy” you are?.. not even going to find me with an answer okay. Fuck you too asshole.

Looking over to my side, I noticed something peculiar. One of those Beetle things from earlier was walking by one of the shorter guys. He proceeds to squish it flat against the sand before shoveling it into his mouth. I felt a shiver go up my spine and disgust. "Well, at least they're not poisonous." Gags.

Looking around his immediate area, he notices something. The crystals form into the shape of that similar to a great door, thinking quickly, pulling out his phon clicking on the camera featur. And zooming into 10 times, he notices it.

It is a door! victory for vegeta or Jacob in this case i Miss Dragon Ball Z abridged. Well, no time like the present. Wait, how the hell am I going to get my shit over there without it getting wet damn it.

The electronics will be fine for the most part as long as I don't turn them off while they're wet. They should operate normally if dried off .my clothes will be a pain tho.

But given the aired temperature, it shouldn't be too much of a problem, but the weight might become a problem. And I don't see any shallow Banks leaning up to it. okay, let's think this one through. I could empty out my water bottle, filling it with air and then sealing it shut. That should add buoyancy, which should counteract at least a little weight. and then refill it at the door. The main problem is my journal.

After thinking it through for a good 10 minutes, he got an idea walking over to the tree line. and taking a few sticks, he throws them into the water to see what type of wood he is working with and if it will float or not. He's in luck it does. "Hmmm, I could work with this." Arranging the sticks into a Shape where they'll stick above the water and doing that again.

with three other sets to make sure his journal does not get wet he takes off his shirt and wraps it around the bundle. making sure it sticks together, setting it gently on the water to see if it will float. Or not stay together. To his luck, it does. This also means he can just put his backpack on there and the Crocs. Looking down at himself, he lets out a sigh. Well, not exactly fat, he's not skinny, either he has a healthy Pudge, he'd say a beer gut.

Making his treck across the water, he notices a large shadow following him. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuuuuck I forgot to think about water Predators. okay okay okay okay just don't panic you'll be fine panicking indicates you're afraid and Afraid means food. Ok, if this is a shark or um, oh, a shit God damn it why did i not go to zoology.

Just as the large shadow was approaching him at a rapid pace. Once it got into the distance to tell what the creature swimming was, it promptly turned around and swam for its life. Oh, good the things in massive pussy that or wasn't carnivorous now that i think about a creature that large being carnivorous.

And in this small body of water doesn't make much sense it could just be an abnormally large manatee. Or maybe some other new species. I wonder what type of characteristics force it to grow that size, though? maybe mating fights, but that's the case. Why didn't it get aggressive unless it's not as mating season and it was just curious? Questions for later.

Upon reaching the massive door, he knows the shallow sand pit, allowing him to walk up to the staircase, pulling his makeshift raft along with him. and promptly laying flat on his back onto the sand, letting out a sigh of relief despite that not being a predator.

There are so many things that could have gone wrong in that instance he could have lost all his supplies. It could have been aggressive.There could have been something else parasites bacteria, and lord knows what else lives down in the water. Now that I think about it this was a fucking stupid idea.

oh well, all is well and ends well. After waiting for his clothes to dry off enough to wear and putting them on, he walks up to the great door and pushing it open. surprisingly light for something that looked like it would weigh so much more, and what he saw was an expansive hallway stepping through the hallway he immediately felt better for some reason.

He started to jog down the hallway , and he noticed that he wasn't running out breath as quickly as he would normally. attributing it to the room just simply having more oxygen for some reason, allowing for cellular respiration to happen more, therefore slowing fatigue. He paid it no mind upon reaching the end of the hallway he noticed something a plaque above it reading 199 whatever the hell that meant taking in a deep breath and pushing open the door he saw a cave? lined with purple crystals.

\[Next\]

hey writer here I'm new to this so I have no idea how to link it next chapter which when it comes out I will also say sorry if the writing is bad I'm trying to write it from the perspective of what would you do if you were in this situation if you have any writing tips or World building you think would make a good fit to it feel free to private message me or comment it I'll see if I can include it.

[thewholedamnboulangerie]

hello friends it’s going incurably critically insane o’clock ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

THE FULL INTRO IS BACK OH WE LOVEEEEEE TO SEE IT

…Laia Costa is SO early in the cast credits WHAT DOES IT ALL MEAN

moiraine and lanfear………. powerful homoeroticism I really enjoyed it. I realise that this is not a very original statement but it’s the only one I have sufficient brainpower for rn

THE IMPLICIT POLY AOL VIBES IM GOING TO EAT MY ENTIRE ARM

THE BRAID???? HOLY FUCK RENNA NEEDS TO SUFFER TIMES ONE BILLION

GODDDDDDDD ISHAMAEL SETTING UP MAT TO KILL RAND IS SENDING ME FULLY AROUND THE TWIST

ohhhhh I knew it was coming but “you have always been my better” still made me literally cry 😭😭😭

ANSBCNSNSNDNFNFNGN THEY REALLY SAID WE ARE GOING TO HEIST THE HORN OF VALERE AND WE ARE GOING TO DO IT ENTIRELY OFFSCREEN. like okay I don’t like it but if we can’t have 10 episodes I do have to respect the sheer audacity of that Narrative Choice. though also: WHOMST was the lady from Cairhien. and of even greater importance: was she played by Laia Costa???????

(I assume it was ~Selene~ but like. we are in Laia Costa tunnel vision modus fuckin operandi)

oh Loial my BELOVED 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

wait whatttttt no turok duel OR darkfriend reveal for Ingtar?????? bro we are speedrunning this city

“they were best friends” listen we know two out of the three were fucking so if we’re describing all three in the same way I will not be held responsible for the conclusions I draw tyvm

SIX OF THEM

SIX OF THEM

HEL FUCKING LO

ITS TIME FOR MORE FORSAKEN BABEYYYYY GOD I CANNOT WAITTTTTTTT TO SEE THE REST OF MY EVIL BLORBOS

(admittedly I’m only far enough through the books to have encountered Graendal a grand total of once thus far and also I don’t actually give much of a fuck about Sammael yet but oooooooh my god when Asmodean and Moghedien show up it WILL be over for me bitches)

wait omfg is Lanfear staging this entire drama as a distraction so she can release all the remaining forsaken while ishy and rand are too busy fighting each other to stop her oh fuck meeeeee I’m gonna go in ZANE

THE PHYSICAL RUSH OF ADRENALINE I FELT SEEING MAT MAKE A BLADED QUARTERSTAFF OUT OF THE DAGGER WHILE THE S1 TWO RIVERS MUSIC PLAYED MY GODDDDDDDD

IM JUST CONSTANTLY SCREAMING NOW FR

MAT IN THE SAME LOCATION AS THE HORN… HRRRRRRRRR

no sign of rand for a hot second 👀

HOLY FUCK EGWENEEEEEEEEE

HE’S GOT SHIT HAIR BUT HE’S ALIVE AJSNCNSNSNDNFNDJDNFNFNDJNDNDN

MAT WITH THE HORN THIS IS NOT A FUCKING DRILL

“…Two Rivers???” SPECTACULAR

NOOOOOOOOOO NONONONONO I KNEW IT WAS COMING BUT THIS IS STILL THE ABSOLUTE WORST

OH GOD OhH FUCK I RECOGNISE THE START OF THAT SCORE IM ABOUT TO GO FUCKING FERAL

MAT LEADING THE CHARGE WITH THE MANETHEREN BATTLE CRY OOOOOOOOOH GOD THATS MY FUCKING BOYYYYYYYYYYYYY

I SPY BIRGITTE!!!!! AHHHHHHH SHEEEEEEEEEE

UNO!! FUCK YES

nynaeve saying that egwene needs elayne not her… oh my god are we getting a full main babies towertop avengers assemble moment im gonna fucking evaporate

ALSO WE HAVENT SEEN MOIRAINE IN A HOT SECOND………. HMMMMMMM!!

I KNEW WHAT WAS GONNA HAPPEN OOOOOOOH I FUCKING KNEW IT AND I AM STILL. LOSING MY MINDDDDDDD

THE CRADLING. THE CRADLING. THERE IS A TRULY EXCEPTIONAL LEVEL OF HOMOEROTICISM HAPPENING HERE ON EVERY LEVEL

EGWENE’S BATTLE MUSIC OH MY GOD MY GIRL YESSSSSS GO NUCLEAR MY LOVE

SCREAMING AT THIS AVENGERS ASSEMBLE COMBINATION FATED SOULMATES FIRST MEETING CROSSOVER EVENT BUT WHERE THE FUCK IS AVIENDHA GET MY GIRL IN HERE!!!!!!!

SHRIEKINGGGGGGGG AT THE (almost) ENTIRE CREW BEING RIGHT BEHIND RAND IN HIS BIG MOMENT

OH GOD OH MY GOD ITS HER SHES FUCKING HERE

AHSBCBFB OKAY I HAD IT BACKWARDS BUT FUCKING SCREAM???????? THATS HERRRRRR THATS MY CREEPY PATHETIC BABYGIRL HOLY SHITTTTTTTTT

“All five of them” uh huh. uh huh. uh huh. any- any of them in particular??? perchance??? huh moggy???

AND CLOSING WITH A NEW VARIANT ON MAT’S THEME OHHHHHHH AND IF I SOBBBBBBB

[qq-art]

Ok my two leading article ideas are one 1. the unending grind to create content and 2. pop psychology in IR

1

when online, the algorithm most prizes high volume output above anything else. the higher volume of new content to show users, the higher chance for continued and repeated engagement on the platform. that's why AI generated content is so inescapable--AI generators don't need time for potty breaks or sleep like the rest of us losers.

constantly, I hear competing tales of the ways in which the internet has made us both more connected and more isolated especially after the explosion of social media use. I wonder, too, that as our family and friend groups become more spread out (are they more spread out than before!? I want to find sociological research on this...), we become more and more reliant on technological aids to foster continued engagement and relationship building / maintenance with our "supposed" loved ones. But in the age of technology, always having to communicate via text or FaceTime or phone calls or DMs can feel daunting. Because we are also met with a total inundation of texts and DMs, not to mention the other random funny shit our FYPs curate for us. Yes, there is more access now. But there is also more volume and whether it's IRL coffee dates or a flurry of DMs to catch up on, we all still only have so much time and capacity each day.

I got distracted by my alarm to give my dogs his anti seizure meds but hopefully I can pick back up on this line of thought...

2

I keep hearing more and more lately about how the notion of love languages is pseudo-science / pop psychology. it seems that debunking the scientific basis (or lack thereof) behind it has become quite in-vogue now despite that we still LOVE to use the terms and notions generated by this concept as a shorthand for communicating with partners--for better or worse.

in particular, the stipulation that "my love language is gift giving therefore not getting me a bday present hurt my feelings and felt like a violation of what is supposed to be intimate knowledge from an intimate partner" is a really really long and convoluted way of simply saying it's hurtful to now get someone, esp an intimate romantic partner, a bday present. like, why add in the justification of "love languages"? Is the act of neglecting to honor a person's bday not in itself a harmful act? It feels like we're creating extra hoops to jump through to justify or de-legitimize another party. "my (30M) love language acts of service, so when my gf (21F) failed to do the dishes that felt like a violation of my foundational notion for affection, care, and romance."

"nuclear weapons have saved lives." "no nuclear war has happened because of deterrence theory." but deterrence theory is interesting because this one literally has it in the name. it's not even a "theorem" the way Pythagorean theorem is (distinction: theorem is a sub-category of theory that while lacking in concrete evidence to positively prove its accuracy to the level of becoming a "law," it's widely accepted to the level of accuracy of "law" but only on a technicality does it need to be demoted to "theorem")

deterrence theory works until it doesn't. and doesn't it lately feel like it's gonna suddenly STOP working any moment now between Russian invasion of Ukraine and Israeli assault on Palestine? Pakistan and India really got upstaged there as the hotbed for potential nuclear conflict.

I've less of a concrete idea of where I would take this and how serious / fun I would make this article. Like do I determine which love language best describes each NWS's arsenal and nuclear program? North Korea's might be... acts of service (dropping the economic sanctions). The US's is physical touch (invading and meddling in other countries' business). Words of affirmation (telling Israel they aren't a colonial fabrication)? Gifts (Pakistan and India and the gift is Kashmir which means only one country actually gets the present)? Quality time (China with their attempts--good AND bad--to "rekindle" better relations with HK and Taiwan)? UK and France and Russia? Maybe... words of affirmation: UK, quality time: France, physical touch: Russia. I think I need to workshop that a little more.

Alternatively, I think about other pop psychology examples and try to fit the NWS (nuclear weapons states) into those pop psych molds and categories. Ultimately, it would show how limiting and ridiculous these broad strokes generalizations that much of pop psychology participates in is

ALTERNATIVELY, I identify what parts of IR are just a flimsy in their "scientific" backing as pop psych theories are. LIKE RATIONAL THEORY, HELLO!? And obviously... deterrence theory too.

[grison-in-space]

And I think OP's on to something by pointing out the levels of climate anxiety young folks have today: y'all have so many reasons to be afraid. I think that conservative streak you're describing isn't necessarily traditional conservatism in the way @cazort describes it, either--not least because when I think of the failure modes of the kids a generation behind me I see, "don't change it, it's fine" is not exactly a prevailing ethos. I see a lot more of "this is horribly broken, fix it immediately," without necessarily understanding what the functional aspects of the status quo even are or how they came to be that way. To be clear, when I say that's a failure mode, I don't mean you are collectively failures--just that when things go off the rails, that's the shape it takes.

No, what it actually reminds me of is the neoconservative fragility that shaped my political awakening in the mid-00s. The construction of the world as a terrifying place that has to be resisted and shaped around oneself defensively; the prescriptive morality of enforced conformity, the--yes--endorsement of vigilante violence, or abandonment of the protections of law. The PATRIOT act. The rules of the moral universe are different, of course, but it's that atmosphere of reactive terror that pings me hardest. And of course, neocons in the 00s didn't invent that shit whole cloth; much of it flowed from the same root as the Moral Majority in the 80s and before that the Red Scare of the Cold War, before I was born either. That conservatism isn't marked by a reluctance to change so much as it is by a nostalgia for an imagined perfect past, and a drive to change the present to match that imagined past. The overlaps between that and fascist rhetoric aren't accidental. There's always a scapegoat causing the endless fear, but when the scapegoat vanishes or crumbles mysteriously the fear tends to just go and attach to a new target.

Honestly, what I see when I interact with college kids y'all's age? It's fear. It's fear driving a lot of this bad behavior, along with not knowing who to trust.

I'm in my thirties, and I think when I was growing up kids were a bit more sheltered from the realities of the pending apocalypses, yeah? Maybe not the Gen Xers who grew up in the shadow of nuclear war, sure, but even that was always a threat somewhere off on the horizon. 9/11 hit when I was a pre-teen, but my family insulated me somewhat from the fears swirling around that in a way that my older friends didn't quite get, and then there was the housing market collapse as I went to college. And even that's not as rough as some of the things that shaped your recent development.

2017 was a profoundly traumatic year for many Americans, and COVID made 2020-2022 profoundly traumatic for the entire world. Both of those are events that amped up the division and paranoia among many people's families and neighbors. Climate anxiety has been rising, and more and more people are openly discussing climate fears. More than anything else, y'all have grown up in an atmosphere of uncertainty, fear, and unpredictability.

It's maybe not a surprise that the most problematic politics from gen Z are usually marked by paranoia, fear, and a desire to construct a safer-feeling world to exist within.

Now, I do also disagree on this point: I don't actually think, based on my experience working with college students, that there's no willingness to engage with adults as peers among people a generation or so younger than me. I don't think that any generation is uniformly any one thing. I generally find that when I challenge adolescents and early twenty-somethings that they bounce forward and grab the ideas I'm tossing out to them, and sometimes they toss me an interesting idea or two back. The key is to be respectful on a peer level. There's shit I'm too beat up and exhausted to make happen that is, nevertheless, a good idea to do. There's ideas about what fair standards are that I can't make myself believe in without being pushed. There's also some stuff that's just plain silly, or that costs more than the kids pushing for it have accounted for. That's all right. They'll get the shiny idealism beat off them in due time, but the longer I can help protect them while we learn how to labor together in the trenches, the better for all of us.

The kids are about as all right as they've ever been. It's just that the shapes of their reactions are more fear-shaped. To be fair, I'm a lot more broken and jumpy than I was ten years ago myself, so I get it. Let's practice techniques for handling that fear rather than allowing it to reactively control us together.

here's my hot take about my generation and people younger than me (I'm 22 years old)

The reason current teenagers and people in their really early 20s are conservative on accident and have such shitty takes on the internet is because our generation was much more sheltered than previous generations and because we were raised to be ok with orwellian servailence and that is 100% the fault of our parents, Reagan Era kidnapping panics, and the rise of technology all coming together to prevent us from doing the sketchy shit that sends parents into panic mode but which is also completely fundemental to childhood development. If your parents had even a crumb of money to their name and even a shred of free time they started tracking your phone as soon as it was possible to. I did not experience this because my parents are actively trying to live like it's the 1990s and still have not gotten cell phones of their own, and did not let me have one until I was 18 years old and it was no longer their choice, but literally over half of my friends in middle and high school had their phones tracked by their parents at some point or other, and we would occasionally find this out, not because their parents told them, but when we were trying to do the aforementioned sketchy shit and their parent's car would pull up. And I would, like a reasonable person after finding this out, encourage my friends to just leave their phones at home, and their response would be "What if I get kidnapped" or "My parents are just trying to keep me safe"

This in my estimation has lead to a combination of kids being terminally online because they do have internet access and are better at deleting search history than their parents think they are, but don't have the freedom to go out and do shit without their parents' knowledge or consent, so they have the most privacy from the people who control their lives while they're on the internet, and kids not having the real world experiences they should have, not knowing how to connect with other people irl, not feeling comfortable leaving the house because of the horror story lies their parents told them to make them ok with the surveillance they were inflicting on their kids. Kids these days are growing up in the fucking panopticon when they should be out in the woods playing with knives or stealing cigarettes from their older sibling and going out to an empty parking lot to smoke them or whatever and that shit is sticking with them into adulthood. Things that were "tee hee we could get in trouble isn't this so fun and daring" in the 1990s and 2000s have become in the 2010s and 2020s things that are "If I do that without texting my parents some sort of lie to excuse where my location is my parent's car will pull up and I will get grounded for the next two weeks."

Like even when I was 19 I had a 16 year old friend who would volunteer their time at a food shelf and that's how we knew each other. We would talk about dungeons and dragons together, and the game store was 4 blocks from the food shelf. One day we left the food shelf earlier than they had told their parents they would and they got punished for that. We were literally just going to look at dungeons and dragons miniatures and dice, which was self evident if you could see where we started and how far we walked and where too. I have to assume that this isn't uncommon. It's wrong, but it's not uncommon.

[harleyquinnagenda]

A PLAN TO END ALL WAR

The basic theory goes like this:

the entire world decides to run the experiment; "we'll declare war illegal"

the next step goes like this: now there are rules to enforcing it:

no war. everyone gets to keep their weapons for the time being. no dismantling of militaries (yet). no war though.

obviously everyone would be waiting for someone to infract it. sure enough, soon it happens. somewhere on earth, nation a attacks nation b.

what happens next is, per the "rules" which i'm explaining: nations c-z attack, dogpile, and obliterate the shit out of nation a. the world watches as the entirety of the belligerent nation, its people, its property, its land, all obliterated. obliterated. nuked or just bombed the shit out of, all over the place. craters. obliterated. wah-kapOW BAM obliterated. bam bam bam.

what happens then is, pretty sure everyone who was thinking about starting war again, waiting to see what would happen if one nation tries it, would everyone follow the rules? now sees it: okayyyy they're following the rules. and that's it, probably. this might happen one more time or never? another nation trying to attack? maybe it would never happen again, maybe it wouldn't happen once. the "rules" describing this would be enough.

what would happen next would be, as early as say 25 years from starting this "rules experiment", and as late as 50 years from starting this- depending on everyone's comfort level with this because here's the next part, the hard part- in as late as fifty years maximum from starting this- okay-

now- we can all see that- we can all not do war. we can all not do it. we can come up with rules, and ways, to just not do it, and we can just not do it. it's been proved- look behind us- fifty years of no war, just by following a philosophical rule. it shouldn't be done, shouldn't it? now we all don't do it, however it was worked out.

so.

that means that: as we can all now see, fifty, or even twenty five years after starting: putting out the fires of war was one thing, but now that we're all used to it, we can see that: militaries now in general are a huge, wasteful, expense that does nothing. especially the nukes. especially the nuclear arsenal. so the first "next" move after ending all war but while leaving the militaries will be: starting in on the militaries. first: the nukes. of course. obviously.

next will be a de-nuke program. the real one. something like this: first: the nation with the most lowers their arsenal to match the next nation's figure. then, the two of them lower their arsenals together to match the third place number of nukes holder. and so on. until all the nuke-holding nations now have the same low amount of nukes: as many as the nation that had the fewest. finally, as the last step, those are removed/dismantled.

now. the rest of the militaries should be adjusted. a small, reasonable, non-nuclear force, combinable with the forces of all the other peaceful allied nations at any time, is reasonable. very small. still more than capable of bombing each other's civilian centers with conventional bombs and small amount of planes. ain't that all you need? severely reduced militaries.

now that's all what we'll call the "version A" of this plan, which includes several features not-too-far-off-from-today, including: this one retains countries, independent governments, militaries, etc.

the first addendum to this plan that i'll add deals with mercies/sub-rules/"lesser punishments than obliterations per belligerent nation" but the starting idea is obliteration. now: give me a minute to collect myself and i'll try to add that part but i'll post this much so far. the idea is the beligerent nation should get obliterated and this'll teach everyone deterrence. ya!

hold for "mercies of obliteration" list of rules/:

ok- no one likes that nation a got obliterated.

here's a discussion of every detail of responsibility, delineated, that can be used to figure out ways to not get obliterated while leading up to war:

when a nation initiates offensive war, what is the chain of responsibility in stopping it and why?

to start this discussion: there's a reason why militaries civilian-bomb. it's because civilians prop up their government, whether they're enslaved or not. the nation's military works because the nation's civilians do what they do productively. citizens do stuff, the government collects some of it, and transforms it into an offensive military. (like, citizens make money, then pay taxes, the government buys guns, gives them to soldiers, pays them, gives them orders, off they go. "it's the civilians' fault". bombing the civilians solves the problem / turns off the war machine from the ground up. civilians would be wise to learn this set of facts/associations).

should a civilian understand this?? of course they should; of course they should...

because then they'll be incentivized to do something about it if their government starts an offensive war. now it's their necks on the line and they'll understand it. they can do it easy by doing a tax revolt, or by doing a bloodless coup where they just yank the politicians out of office and replace them. depends on how much time they have- whether their government did a surprise attack, or talked about going to war beforehand.

so whose job is it to stop the belligerent government who just gave the orders to the soldiers? the civilians. They're the ones who are supporting that government and those soldiers, and they're the ones with the most power to stop them; they're also closest to them- they can get there first before any other army can- the civilians of a nation already live surrounding its capitol. They can get there in two seconds to yank those people out of office, which is quicker than another nation can fly a jet over.

Therefore, it is primarily the citizens' responsibility to keep their own government and military from ever carrying through on starting an initiatory, offensive war against another nation.

If they don't do this, then they're a part of the problem and they'll understand that they'll get bombed.

Or can we do even better than this in terms of sparing and mercying the civilians? Let's add an option for making the rules a little easier:

Some civilians are pretty-well enslaved. If the burden on them is revolt in this, they might not be able to accomplish that- should we come up with a protocol then for sparing them anyway or getting them spared?

The protocol should be this- if they are unwilling or unable to fight or to risk fighting, or to tax revolt- we will provide them with two further options for getting their lives spared: 1. they can flee the country, and we shall impose a burden on surrounding countries that will be shared by all countries- any civilians fleeing a country that is in the process of starting an illegal war shall be well-received by all the other countries. 2. If they are unwilling or unable to flee their countries or would like a second option: they can: visibly, and i mean visibly, so visibly that no one in the rest of the world has a problem seeing it- they can protest, within their own nation- at a minimum of: 10,000 protesters in their streets, with signs in the air displaying a message against their own government or against their government's war, and that this protest if it occurs shall be picked up internationally by news agencies and broadcast at least once on televisions and/or news front pages, and that in this manner their civilian populace shall earn itself a general mercying for their civilian population: their civilian population will have demonstrated a basic desire for insubordination against their government. This will be taken as a sign that the other counter-attacking governments are to in this case spare all civilians of this nation from bombing, but are to attack otherwise this nation's government, and/or invading military, and/or complete military.

yay! and so on.

deterrence and responsibility. and a way out of getting bombed, fair.

so... what if you want to rearrange your country's borders, in the future?

well, that's a larger discussion that i'll have separately in its entirety, but the part i'll post here for now that's pertinent to this discussion is this idea about it:

if you want to rearrange your country's borders, without war, you do it, without war: try offering money to that nation if you want some of their land, or other kinds of trade. Heck, try convincing them, with words. Maybe your idea is to join two countries together- well, you can try to convince them. You want more land you can try to negotiate with fair trade or convince with free speech words. You have those two options. If no one wants to give you more land or trade land or join lands with you fuck off, and come back later with more money, different trade options, or better words, or give it up- you don't need more land- not with the technology we have nowadays, the help the participating countries should be willing to give each other, and the notion that if your people are overpopulating themselves, they are capable of choosing voluntarily to control that- they can collectively observe their own population number, set a normal practice of couples having two kids each rather than more than that, and then if they want to take their population lower they can have more people have one kid each rather than two for a few years, or if their population is dipping cause not everyones having two kids, they can have people have three kids for a few years to raise the number. they can do this voluntarily, cooperatively, and they can do it without any birth control products- between periods, women ovulate in the middle of that time, and are fertile for the second half of that time. vaginal sex during that time can simply be avoided. that will work well enough en masse even if there are some accidents. like i said the population would be doing it as a whole and absorbing fluctuations in the number anyway. as for sexual pleasure, there are plenty of orifices and plenty of limbs and plenty of toys for use around vaginal sex, or there's abstinence, anyone can go two weeks without sex, one or the other can be picked; no one needs to go without sex, anyone could some of the time. (there's even pulling out however well that works). no need to respect cultural traditions or religions that say or seem to say that you're supposed to have more than two kids: you don't need to have more than two kids. you need to have two kids to have life go on as you knew it on planet earth: two kids replace the parents. when "be fruitful and multiply" was written, this planet was empty yet of humans. now it is relatively full of humans, if our normal means overpollute the environment, and if we're not significantly reducing those yet, and if we're continuing to increase our population, and if even on a smaller scale increase of population is resulting anywhere in increased warfare or decreased resources to points of famines or droughts. we might as well come up with a gentle, understood, fix for the situation- an official "calling of time" on the notion "be fruitful and multiply"- okay- we be'd fruitful and mulitplied- now we're full up until further notice.

wanna go colonize another planet? or a moon? go ahead. get there and go "fruitful and multiply". but for now on planet earth, if you can't stop overpolluting first, you certainly need to lower your population. or, stop overpolluting, and then the population isn't as much of a problem. but pick one, the other, or preferably both, because why not fix both? anyway, that was a final note on the last argument someone could have about why not let a nation go to war: what if they've overpopulated themselves and need more land or resources? well, they shouldn't have done that, here was how, and here was why, and you should've read this example first, because it was absolutely fair and it was stated.

*? as for big countries, with nukes, what about them?

**? what about wars / the wars in progress right now?

***? what about fear of this by authoritarians leading to a gang up by them upon the nations allying themselves to try this?

responsibility of the allied nations to de-escalate militarily and run the plan economically and by sanctions- total cut-off of trade with "belligerent" nations in this case, but plus other inventive measures to screw them or get them screwed diplomatically in world affairs to start this off. then, later, with them out of the way, the plan can be run in full.

[thatredheadwriter]

SPN Preferences: Who/What/When/Where

This is just a little origin story/background for the reader characters described in my preferences. For each character, I tend to keep the characterization for the reader pretty consistent from fic to fic, so I thought I’d give a little explanation as to my thought process. Each of these will include a ‘how they met’ bit and a ‘how they fell for each other’ bit. This isn’t super detailed, and I plan on doing a series and/or set of imagines for each character that’s in line with these preferences. As always, please let me know what you think.

This is a SFW preference for (implied female) reader with characters of the show Supernatural. This work does not contain smut, however it may contain mature language or themes, and as a rule my blog is only for those over the age of 18 (or the age of majority in your locale). As a writer, I will attempt to make accurate warnings for each of my fics, however I cannot guarantee that I will identify each and every sensitive topic. My works regularly contain swearing, allusions to/mentions of sex, and canon level violence.

Warnings Include (but are not limited to):

canon level violence

mentions of sex

crude language

Please read at your own discretion and consume your fanfiction responsibly.

Sam

You were electrocuted. At least, that’s what they told you when you came to in the emergency room. The migraines you thought were side effects from the estimated 10,000 mA shock you received continued to get worse despite treatment, and it wasn’t until your sleep became nothing but vivid dreams that you became suspicious of another cause. During one of your few good days, you were approached by a pair of extremely familiar men, claiming to be FBI. After saving you from a demon attack, they revealed that they were in fact hunters of the supernatural and that you weren’t struck by lightning. You were awakened, as a prophet of the Lord.

Scared and unsure in an underground bunker surrounded by three hot men was not the way you expected your life to go. Dean and Cas are busy dealing with their own shit, so it’s up to Sam to play welcoming committee. You unleash your inner nerd on the Men of Letters archive and library, catching up to basic hunter knowledge in just over a week, surpassing it soon after. There’s a lot of mutual pining over lore books and coffee. You mention wanting to go on a hunt, but Sam adamantly refuses, leading you to believe he must not believe in you or trust you. A few days of the cold shoulder treatment gets him to admit that he’s too worried about you, and that he cares for you more than he should.

Dean

Dean and Sam came to you for help on a case, something Dean really, really hated, because well, Dean hates witches. You didn’t take it personally, but you did insist on going with them, and a good thing too, considering you knew the head of the coven responsible for the killings. After getting caught by her and the rest of her demonic groupies, you nearly went nuclear trying to save Sam and Dean, which left you vulnerable when you finally returned home only to be kidnapped by a demon.

Sam and Dean saved you of course, and brought you back to the bunker to heal up. Over the next few weeks, you and Dean got to know each other pretty well, and you’d even call him a friend. You began to develop feelings, but Dean was still screwing other women and it wasn’t something you were really going to pursue. Eventually, you decided to leave. But when Dean showed up at your house, soaking wet (and in a white t-shirt no less) to ask you to come back, to come home with him, how could you refuse?

Cas

John Winchester was your father. Well, biological father, you only met the bastard three times. After your mom was taken from you as a kid and being tortured by angels as part of their backup plan for the Apocalypse, you honestly believed that being associated the Winchester family name brought nothing but pain and suffering. But then you met Sam and Dean in between hunts, and you finally had friends, finally had family.

Despite your absolute hatred for all the winged dickbags out there, when Sam and Dean asked if they could bring their angel friend Cas to your home, to your safe-place, you couldn’t say no. It took a long time to even be able to look at him, and even longer to start to like him a little bit. Cas showed you that not all angels are bad, and that you are still beautiful despite your scars. You and Cas finally got together after Sam engineered a romantic evening at the bunker for you two. But of course, Dean wasn’t exactly thrilled the next morning to learn that his best friend was banging his little sister.

Jack

You’d known the Winchesters and Cas since you were 15, when you ran into them on a demon case. They tried to keep you from going in, telling you you’d only get hurt and cuffing you to the handle of the Impala. Lucky for them, you had a lockpick kit on you and saved their asses at the last minute. Not that you let them off that easy, you nearly broke Dean’s nose for cuffing you and tore them all a new one about youth and gender biases.

You finally met Jack when you came to live in the bunker full-time. After a vicious hellhound attack left you hospitalized for nearly a month, Sam and Dean insisted you come stay with them. Little did you know you’d meet your best friend there. Cas had healed your body, but Jack helped you heal your soul. For a long time, you were the universal research monkey, preferring to stay in and do research for other hunters rather than go out and hunt, which is how you and Jack got close. Everyone but Jack knew about your little crush on him until you drunkenly confessed to him one night.

Gabriel

You met Gabriel out on a hunt. He just so happened to be wreaking havoc in the same town as the wraith you were hunting. He scoped you out at a pub, his attention really piquing when you slammed a man’s face into the bar after he drunkenly grabbed your ass. Of course, you didn’t know who he was at first, but you certainly noticed him trailing you on the way back to the motel. You pinned him to the wall near the ice machine, which is when he came clean, as a trickster, not Gabriel. He said he appreciated your spunk and left you his card before disappearing into thin air.

Over the next few years, you would call him in from time to time to use him as a resource on a case. The two of you had fun bantering back and forth, and he was always on good behavior with you. You started to doubt his identity as Loki, though, after seeing him do some things that were a little outside of a pagan god’s capabilities. It wasn’t until you brought him in on a case with the Winchesters that they revealed your friend was actually the archangel Gabriel. You continued to stay close, and when you got your own room in the bunker, he started hanging around more and more. One thing led to another, and you ended up in bed with the amber eyed archangel.

Lucifer

The Winchesters were on a quest to rehabilitate the devil. Crazy, but no more impossible than their usual endeavors. When you called them to help with a psychic-eating monster in your city who was targeting you next, they resolved they couldn’t leave him at the bunker without anyone else around to look after them. So they dragged him along, and found the only person on the planet who wasn’t easily riled by his antics. Going off to investigate, they left him at your house where you actually had a nice time with Satan himself. Neither of you were prepared for the kitsune to break into your home that night, but even with diminished grace, Lucifer saved you and killed it.

After that, Lucifer would drop by from time to time, popping in whenever it was convenient for him. He’d hang out, raid your fridge, and take over your TV, but you couldn’t be mad at him, not really. Sometimes you’d take him out, to the zoo, the botanical gardens, art galleries, a night club. You showed him what it meant to be human, to appreciate nature and life. And when his eyes finally opened to that, he realized he was in love with you.

thatredheadwriter’s Masterlist

[bleuberries-and-video-games]

The way I've described it to other people who have never experienced European racism:

You know that weird way in which Southerners refer to black people? And how sometimes Southerners will distinguish between northern and southern black people?

"Blacks are different round here" and so on?

Imagine that but for everybody. Imagine somebody having that level of Suspicion and deep Prejudice but for everybody that isn't them.

That's the lightest form of racism, like the easiest to digest, the gentlist, often reserved for model minorities in Europe.

Every subsequent increase or escalation of racism makes modern-day Southern racism pail in comparison. That doesn't make Southern racism any less bad, it just is so bad that by comparison Southern racism looks like a cakewalk.

And then the way they talk about Romani people makes me question my anti-nuclear stance, and makes me truly wonder if we should have nuked fucking Berlin just to make an example.

I am one of the most anti-nuclear people on the planet, I am intimately familiar with the cost in blood both the development of the bomb, the dropping of the bomb, and the escalation of making more atomic bombs has, and I have questioned all of those principles that I hold dear, near religiously, hearing some of the shit that Europeans say about Romani people.

It takes a lot for me to even reconsider my stances in that regard. They managed to pull it off. It is in fact that bad and that gross and the fact that quite a number of academic and just bog standard Europeans believe themselves to be above racism is so goddamn infuriating.

"europeans are soooo much more enlightened and anti-racist than americans" haha sooo true, quick question, how do you feel about romani people?

[biggaybunny]

Under Tides

So, first off, kudos to the writing team and probably the translation team because I feel like this story was much better about explaining what was going on and I actually understood what was being implied, even if I did have to read a couple of scenes twice. I'm not here to do a literary analysis of it I just wanted to mention it since some past stories have left me too confused to comment on (looking at you, Darknights). Anyway, from what I understand, what's going on with Skadi and the Abyssal Hunters is:

They were Aegir and they were modified by Aegir scientists

They were implanted or their genes spliced or something like that with Seaborn biology, which mutates to an impossible degree (Specter lampshades this when we the Aegir-to-Seaborn mutation happen to the bishop)

The inquisitor and high inquisitor serve as good reminders that even normal Aegirs are fucking freakazoid person-shaped nuclear devices, so this brings them to new levels of "strong as shit"

It's possible that this procedure has a failure rate, and that Skadi's sister underwent it only to end up a feral Seaborn (who likely killed Skadi's mother and grandmother)

The abyssal hunters are not informed of what's being done to them, for any number of possible reasons

Eventually, every abyssal hunter *is* going to mutate into a seaborn, regardless. One possible reason they aren't told of their fate is because their ignorance postpones their destiny by making sure they don't obsess or despair over it. One could argue that active resistance would also postpone it, but that's less reliable.

Gladiia probably knows because captains had to be the ones to watch for signs of the rest of their squad going fish mode in the middle of battle.

Because they're all a liability in the long-term, Aegir probably had no problem sending them on suicide missions.

The grandest such mission might even have been a way of getting rid of dangerous hunters as much as it was an attempt to push the war against the ocean in their favor.

A war that, from the sound of it, the Seaborn don't see themselves as fighting. It's unclear if the destruction of Aegir cities and possibly the whole nation was in fact from another cause entirely (and blamed on the Seaborn, as any nation might blame its problem on outsiders with territory to steal) or if the "First to Talk" was merely downplaying the destruction wrought due to its patchy understanding of certain concepts.

Speaking of the seaborn, it's very possible that they are a hivemind of some sort, given the way the First to Talk speaks. It is aware of itself as a singular actor but that doesn't mean it's not possible for their to be a loose collective consciousness of sorts that means most seaborn do not need to do their own decision making.

A complicating factor is the Church of the Deep, which appear to be aegerians who worship the ocean and the seaborn, and become seaborn-like in a less refined way than the Abyssal Hunters

The main reason I'm certain the church are also from Aegir and not an outside force is that they have the level of technology to do what they did to Specter. What the bishop was capable of scrounging together on his own, in a cave in a shitty cursed town, was capable of rendering her temporarily lucid, which is more than RI has managed so far.

Back to the hunters: the biggest suicide mission (which may have been Aegir thinning their numbers as much as pushing the war forward) appears to have been an effort to kill the Seaborn's "geneszoic", which Skadi likens to their god.

"Geneszoic" is a made up word, but we can guess at what they're implying; it's not exactly subtle. "zoic" is a suffix for describing a certain class or type of animal, like "protozoic" for Protozoan organisms. So it doesn't *really* make sense to describe a single organism this way.

Maybe the geneszoic was what helped guide the evolution and mutation of the Seaborn. Maybe that's why they're such unorganized, crudely formed creatures, only having finally worked out how to create one single being with human-like intelligence. It would make sense as a keystone to knock out.

I think it's also possible the geneszoic was some kind of coordinating structure in the seaborn hivemind, as "brain" of sorts, but that's just a hunch

The fight to kill the geneszoic ends up killing *every* abyssal hunter. It seems that their sacrifice gave Skadi the opportunity to land what she believed to be a lethal blow.

Getting that close to it caused her to become aware of the psychic-like link the seaborn seem to have with one another. Unaware of what's been done to her by the Aegir, Skadi is confused and distressed by this moment pretty much continuously from then on.

There were likely actually several survivors of the initial battle to kill the geneszoic. I believe this is where the church of the deep got its test subjects for their experiments with Originium, taking advantage of wounded survivors to capture otherwise very powerful hunters.

Originium does not seem to be present in the sea or on the sea bed, nor is Oripathy a concern there, so it's likely Aegir technology is powered by something else, by the way.

Specter is among those captured by the church of the deep and survives incredible torment. Everyone else experimented on dies. The purpose of these experiments is likely to find a new weapon against Aegir, implying that the church of the deep still has an enemy worth fighting even presently. I think that's an important detail, tbh.

Specter escapes, likely under her own power, and stays semi-lucid enough to find help at Rhodes Island. The nun outfit finally makes sense: she probably grabbed something to wear while beating a cultist to death with another cultist and once her derangement took over it became part of her identity.

I'm not sure how Gladiia survived. It's possible she simply escaped and never caught up with Specter or Skadi until now. It's more likely her escape cost her something.

Gladiia is already mutating, and is angry that this is happening "too soon". This is why I believe she was informed instead of finding out on her own: she knew what to expect and this wasn't it. Or she is simply lamenting the short time she has left.

It's possible that Gladiia was able to escape by pushing herself past even an Abyssal Hunter's normal limits, speeding up her mutation in the process, which would be another reason hunters are not normally told. This wouldn't explain why no other captains escaped, but it could be that none were willing to do that, or it really was only Gladiia who knew.

Skadi's alter seems to explain why other abyssal hunters were not told about what they are. While she retains some sense of self and some resistance, she's not exactly, yknow, *well*. In constrast, Gladiia knows she has lost some ground but is vehemently opposed to what is happening to her, and has found things to cling to that make her human (in the broad sense of the word used in the world of arknights) and not seaborn. Specter doesn't seem to give a flying fuck, because she's a fucking shark and the seaborn can suck her dick.

I know it's a fair amount of speculation, but we know a whole lot more than we did before. Honestly, it wasn't until I wrote this up that I realized the implication that there's probably some sort of Aegir still out there. Of course, if I missed anything, or any lore we have elsewhere I don't know about contradicts something I've said here, you can always mention that.

[keenmarvellover]

POSTS FOR YOU - 1

Some links to posts with valuable content you want in one place.(BASICALLY EVERYTHING IS THERE)

Suggestions and Recommendations are appreciated and accepted.

Last Updated : 16/10/2020

NOTE: Some of these post are written in a crude and unruly fashion. But they contain valuable tips, guidance and information. If you can't/don't want to read such posts, then don't read.

Mental Health

Do you need a Hug?

Maybe you’re having a stressful day. Maybe you just need a deep breath. Maybe you just didn’t realize how stressed you are. You can get your comfort here.

Some stuff to help you sleep

This is definitely not a google drive full of the sleep stuff from the Headspace app, including sleepcasts, music, and wind down meditation, that normally costs 17.99 a month, no siree and you definitely shouldnt share this with people

Anti-Anxiety Tools

Some tools to help you before, during or after an anxiety attack

100 Reasons NOT To Kill Yourself

READ IT. SHARE IT. REBLOG IT. Save a Life.

HOBBIES MASTERPOST!!!!!!!!

A really excellent way to reduce anxiety is to pick up a new hobby. Find something you’re interested in, learn it, then use it as a healthy and productive way to cope.

Health

Some very Important Lists for Rating PAIN, FATIQUE AND MENTAL HEALTH

It is MUST share

PSA Rregarding Hospital bills

Also how to pay hospital bills when you are broke.

How to differentiate between COVID-19, FLU AND COMMON COLD

Anyway, as we enter cold & flu season in the YEAR of corona, this will come in very handy.

Treatment for HIV

VERY IMPORTANT. Please Read and Share.

What does the Color of your Period mean?

A must read for individuals who get periods.

How to differentiate between Period Cramps and Appendicitis

A MUST READ

From a Person who is Hard of Hearing

Types and levels of deafness

General Tips for Vagina Health

Some stuff they don't teach in sex-ed.

Undo the damage of Sitting

Are you always sitting down? Then these are some exercise you should probably try out for better health.

Guide to Proper Bra Fitting

Guide to Proper Bra Fit and Measuring. Please Read and Share.

Washable, Reusable Menstrual Pads

(Part II)

Reusable menstrual hygiene product, and are an alternative to disposable sanitary napkins or to menstrual cups.

Artists

Art Masterpost

How to draw *insert whatever you want, its there in the list*?

Book Binding

Some video links to different types of DIY Bookbinding

For Artists who Need Photoshop

If youre an artist who cant afford photoshop, definitely DO NOT go to this google drive to pirate the program, that would be so bad!!!

Do’s and Don'ts of Designing for Accessibility

Please consider this when designing for ANYTHING. For BUSINESSES and ARTISTS.

Writers

Color Synonyms

For both ARTISTS and WRITERS

How to make a Masterlist

Simple but efficient instructions to make a masterlist

ULTIMATE NOVEL WRITING RESOURCE MASTERLIST

This is an ultimate masterlist of many resources that could be helpful for writers.

List of AUs and Ship Tropes

For when you run out of ideas.

AUs

Ship Tropes

Legal sites to get some much needed Info

If there was only a way to find out all of this rather edgy information without getting yourself in trouble…

Resources for Describing Characters

For writing about physical appearances, character traits, talents,and skills and other related stuff of your characters, here is a comprehensive list.

Resources for Describing Emotions

Having trouble writing jealousy, happiness, motivation. Here you go!!

Some Resources for your Writing

Body Language

Reverse Dictionary

Character Traits

Things to Keep in mind when naming Characters

Valuable advice. Trust me

Words to Use when Writing Smut/Romance

This is for smut/romance writers. Kinda like a thesaurus.

Tips to write Pain

How are you supposed to write about pain you’ve never experienced before?

References for Greek Mythology Characters

Link to an extensive site every single detail of Greek Mythology from Gods to Family Trees.

Tips to write Blind Characters

Some tips that might be invaluable when writing character that are near-blind or blind

Things to Remember when writing a Highly Emotional Scene

Just small things that could make a great difference

How to write with Multiple POVs

Tips on how to write multiple POVs with diverse characters

Synonyms and Antonyms

The person who made this list is a blessing to writers. Just saying.

Good Qualities for Female Characters

Females don't always need to be protected and be weak. Make them more realistic.

Words to Use instead of ‘Said’

Every single situation is listed. Check it out.

Limits of the Human Body

All extremities listed

Readers

Legal Sites to Download Literature

From children’s books to rare books, from philosophy and religion to nonfiction. I guess you can find anything here.

The Rights of the Reader

And some (lots of) bashing of Helicopter Parents.(You want to read only the rights. Here it is)

Wet Book Rescue : Steps to save a Wet Book

Valuable information if some of your prized books were affected by recent flooding. The video even shows you what to do if you can’t dry the book out right away.

Cheatsheet to Navigate AO3

Makes your time on AO3 a little more easier and interesting

How to trick Writers into giving you More Fanfic to read

Works for Comics and Art as well.

Get a Book Suggestion

This book website gives you the first page of a random book without the title or author so that you can read it with no preconceptions

Books written by POC Writers

Only POC authors included in the list.

Students

Basic ASL (American Sign Language) Movements

ASL Hand Movements for beginners.

Tips for studying with ADHD/a>

Made by a person with ADHD themself.

Resources to Learn New Languages

Ten fairly useful general language resources

How to properly take notes

It helps. It really helps.

FREE ONLINE LANGUAGE COURSES

Here is a masterpost of MOOCs (massive open online courses) that are available, archived, or starting soon. I think they will help those that like to learn with a teacher or with videos.

A Thread of Tips

A thread of tips to help High School and College students academically

LEARN THINGS FOR FREE

FREE ONLINE COURSES (here are listed websites that provide huge variety of courses)

Google like a BOSS

Some life hacks which make student's lives easier.

625 words to know in your Target Language

If your learning a new language, these words will help you build a strong foundation.(Some tips and sites are include too)

Miscellaneous/Life Hacks

How to add music to your Blog

How to add your very own, custom homemade playlist to your blog?

How to Walk with Purpose?

Some tips on how to hold yourself in public and why.

Cheatsheet for Laundry Rooms

Saves a lot of money in the Laundry Room

How to Gird up your Loins?

A lesson in how to gird your loins.

How to Disappear Online

Please read and spread for the sake of abuse victims or stalker victims.

What to do during a Nuclear Attack

I hope you never have to use it but here are some guidelines to follow in the event of a nuclear attack

How to pull an All-Nighter.

A to-do list

Write a Thank You letter after your Interview

It leaves a good impression on your interviewer and increase your chances of passing the interview.

Laundry Tags: Meanings

A life hack that you’ll definitely need at some point.

Where to find free Movies and Series Online

Lots of sites. Lots and Lots of sites. I am not Kidding. Now go and chill without netflix. (Part II)

How to get a Refund?

Get your stuff or a refund.

HOW TO DO EVERYTHING FROM SCRATCH

This starts at the most absolute basics of gardening and planting, provides definitions, and hopefully is easily understandable. This is a MUST-READ. (Farming)

Discuss your wages

It’s your right to share your salary, not doing so could be holding you back.

Youtube Tutorials for Basically EVERYTHING

This is a big, giant list of Youtube tutorials that will teach you all the basic life skills you need to know in order to be a functional adult.

Safety

Emergency Evacuation - Items to Gather

A text list of suggested items to acquire in the event of an emergency.

If someone you know is in an abusive relationship

AN ABBREVIATED GUIDE TO ‘Holy shit!!! My friend is in an abusive relationship what do I do’ and what not to do.

Defense Tips for Women

Defense and Safety tips a woman MUST know. (Part II)

An app that informs your Emergency contacts if you are inactive in a set period of time.(Could prevent rape attempts if used correctly)

If a Man gets Physical

How to check if a mirror is one way or two-way

If you are trapped in a smoke-filled apartment: What to Do

How to get out of Hand-binds

How to get out of the bunker of a Car

How to track Anonymous asks.

How to pick a Lock

Traits and Warning signs of an Abuser

What to do if a bigot pulls your Hijab (from behind)

What to do if someone pulls of a Muslim Woman's Hijab? (To do List for both Men and Women)

[23icefire]

Okay so I may be a little biased (Over 1000 hours in the dumb 76 game) but there are two very funny outcomes to the "lore" of this game. One. Since this is a prequel, they had to kinda bend over backwards to fit it into the established narrative of the previous titles. Like this is only TWENTY-FIVE YEARS after the war that wiped out a good chunk of the planet, and somehow the Brotherhood of Steel is not only around, but the game tries really really hard to be like "oh yeah they're totally a major faction" But to avoid any retconning, the main alive group you're dealing with is now essentially a splinter cell, who went on its own after some major shit went down when they made their way to Appalachia. Which is another weird thing. The Enclave is also here.

Which is ever-so-slightly more believable since they were a pre-war faction, and have a major foothold in West Virginia because their main base of operations is the Whitesprings resort, which is supposedly a major bunker designed for the president and other important political figures to go to if the big bomb did drop.

Which it did, but West Virginia was essentially spared, somehow, but it was also super messed up, and there is now mutated bats which serve as the main plot of the game (Big bats infected everyone and turned them into infected, which is why at launch there were no Human NPCs, and the main final "boss" is the Queen bat who you need to lure out by nuking her nest it's a whole thing) And mutated plants, and ghouls are still a thing, which honestly the more you look at it the more your brain just hurts. I am leaving out so much just to save you the headache. You find the Chinese government in a cave.

The game absolutely uses the nuclear bomb as a spectacle. In order to launch one, you have to find and decode multiple pieces to get that weeks launch codes (they rotate weekly) head to a missile base, which acts as a dungeon of sorts, commandeer the launch room (Even though at this point the Enclave has appointed you a general YES A GENERAL OF THE US MILITARY the robots that guard the base are still hostile to you and no it never really makes sense just shut up and shoot the robots haha gameplay) and choose where you want to launch a nuke. At the current time of writing this, there are three useful places to launch the nuke. The Scorchbeast queen's nest (To begin the "Final Boss"), Monongha Mine (To gain access to a previously sealed part of the mine to fight another boss) and recently added, and a specific mineshaft to lure out a giant irradiated mole rat. (Yeah its a big mole rat that's sick from icky crystals only found in this region called ultracite). The main quest requires you to launch at least one nuke at the Scorchbeast queen. Your Vault overseer, who you have been following a trail of holo-tape breadcrumbs over the coarse of the story, who has decided that yeah, you are gonna have to use this regions reserve of nukes, it's the only option, will straight up send you a recording with "Oh dear god what did you do player, I never thought you would do this oh the humanity" if you launch a nuke anywhere else. Which for gameplay, you sometimes want to do to get high-level enemies to spawn to farm for legendary weapons and the like. It's disgusting and there is a serverwide notification/nuke drop warning when a player launches a nuke. You have about 2 minutes to leave the location if you are in the blast zone. It also incentivizes players to find a good vantage for what is essentially a big firework, so you can take a nice in-game photo. No I am not joking. Which honestly wraps so far around from parody from the previous Black Isle Studio's titles, that it kinda comes back to fitting right into the fallout universe.

We did this in the past. In our history, people would head out to see the bombs drop like they were fireworks in the 50's, with unofficial nuke viewing parties and I cannot describe how much the game feels like that. A parody of it self that is so unaware that it actually is one of the most fallout games of the series. Its so tone deaf it's managed to repeat so accurately what the past games criticized.

The other outcome? All of this is a simulation. Yeah.

There is a popular theory, supported BY the game in a few hidden notes/computer terminals, that all of this is just a simulation being run by someone (most likely the enclave but who knows, could easily be Vault-Tec), to see what people would do in this situation. Which is just. So fucking funny when you see how hard these poor writers have to explain why only 25 years after most of the earth was scorched by nuclear war, your best friends The Enclave, The Brotherood of Steel, Nukaworld, The Chinese government, TWO types of raiders, A SECOND BROTHERHOOD OF STEEL, A cult worshiping Mothman, THE (VERY MUCH ALIVE) US SECRET SERVICE, The Hellcats, and all the gold from Fort Knox (no, I am not joking.)

What a fucking game.

swear to god ever since bethesda started writing fallout games ive been like this

[munsontm]

     ❝ Thanks for telling me. I mean, trusting me with something like that. ❞

Will Byers, it turned out, was a pretty cool kid. At least by his standards, and those were the only standards that mattered to Eddie Munson. He remembered the whisperers among the halls of Hawkin’s High back when the kid went missing, and that word which associated them both fell into the mix often, freak. It was the cruellest level of high school social hierarchy bullshit to imply that a kid deserved what was happening to him because he and his family weren’t the same as everyone else. Not the two-by-four nuclear standard with a mortgage and a white picket fence. It made Eddie see red for a little boy he didn’t even know.

But meeting the myth and legend as described by his miniature Hellfire Club minions and getting to know him. Eddie thought that Will was a pretty tough kid for a nerd. Mike had told him vividly all that had gone on with his friend over the past few years. It was some harrowing shit, for sure. So, it didn’t surprise him from time to time when he spied the boy looking shit-scared or out of place among the others; he knew that feeling well, had been there more times than he cared to count in the past. But it was sad to see, and he wanted to say something, anything that might give Will some relief, even if only temporarily.

He waited until they were alone before he spoke. Their conversation wasn’t for anyone else's ears but for two weirdos and freaks. “Ya know, things are always kinda crappy at your age,” he began, not divulging that his life still amounted to crappy, but with a sprinkle of rainbows nowadays. “There are bullies in school, bullies outta school, all the social ladder bullshit to dodge and avoid as much as possible. Don’t even get me started on hormones and dating. Being a teenager is freakish, and not the good kind always.” Eddie sniffed, smiling plainly at his companions as he ran a hand through long dark curls. “I’ll tell ya something.  A secret that most people don’t realise until they’re way older. But me? I’m a genius, clearly,” the smile became a smirk momentarily. “Everyone is a freak, Will. Not just you and me, and your really stoned brother, bless his lil baby face heart. Nancy’s a freak. Steve’s a freak. Robin and Max are freaks. Everyone. No one is normal. If you wanna use that word, normal. Most just hide it better than others, and some will never explore it because they’re too afraid. But us? We’re already outed, my dude. We might as well embrace it. Nothing can hide us, and nothing could.” A casual shrug followed. Eddie was who he was, King of The Freaks, according to some folk. If so, that made Will the prince in his book.

The praise in reply came unexpectedly. He didn’t expect anything, maybe an awkward nod or some sort of acknowledgement. But a verbal one meant that perhaps he managed to strike a chord somewhere inside the kid's heart. That was very cool, too. “Don’t mention it. Just try to be proud of who you are, Will The Wise. People will appreciate you more for it one of these days, and those that already do are gonna realise how much more awesome you are.” Eddie ruffled his bowl cut in passing, hoping that the world would treat him kinder than it ever had himself.

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