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valiant-portabella-pirkko · 2 months ago

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Putting Sylffa in the spotlight: 1, 8, 13 and 30!

Just an asura ask game

Ty so much for the ask!! Time to stuff another decent wall of lore under a cut! Because yep, this one's definitely gonna be long, too.

1. Do they fit well into asuran society or are they more at home with other races? How do they feel about fellow asura? Is it because of their personality or something else? Is there any deal maker or breaker?

Sylffa tends to be pretty adaptable, shifting gears depending on who she's working with and what they expect. But when it comes to what group she LIKES more... She finds asura society way too stuffy for the most part, too much bureaucracy. Sylffa's more the type to want to just go out and get her hands dirty, paperwork be damned. On top of that, she's more than a bit fed up with their tendency to hoard knowledge all to themselves; Sylffa doesn't see the point in making things that will never actually see a practical usage. It's actually a big reason why she got along with Ruju! They might have opposite temperaments, but their interests are pretty similar. Likewise, she tends to prefer other asura that break the mold a fair bit, too.

Other races tend to find her madcap inventing style of 'throw things at the wall until something sticks' a bit unnerving though, so everywhere has its drawbacks. At least the charr usually like it when she straps laser cannons to everything, so that's a win? The jetpack that also launches shrapnel bombs was a hit, too.

All that said, she found herself most at home working with the Priory and eventually the Pact. There she can really put her wild imagination to work, coming up with all sorts of bizarre ideas that no dragon could possibly see coming. And mingling with all these other races gave her all sorts of new ideas, inspiring even crazier concepts than she'd ever had before. Variety is the spice of life as far as she's concerned; Sylffa's at her happiest getting to meet all sorts of people from different cultures and walks of life. It gives her the opportunity to explore much different perspectives and really stretch her creative wings! A lot of the time their ideas inspire her next project.

8. Do/did they have a krewe? If yes, describe them, their roles and tasks. If not, why?

She did, though she eventually left it behind to join the Priory. They'd been a small band of Dynamics alumni that all graduated together with her, just a few years above Ruju. While Sylffa doesn't work with them directly anymore she DOES keep in contact; they've always got a new story to share about whatever nonsense they've gotten into.

Sometimes they send her some of their newest tech, too.

Their specialty tends to vary a lot, though they have a soft spot for handheld machinery, particularly automated tools and equipment. Most agree that the best plasma-based welding tools in Rata Sum use their designs, and they double as a mid-range blast cannon in a pinch. A fully functional multitool! What's not to like about that?

13. What's their field of research of choice? Are they pursuing it or is something else taking priority? If they don't have one or more, why not?

Sylffa graduated from Dynamics with a specialty in engineering, though what that covers is pretty broad for her! She's worked on everything from the plasma multitool mentioned above, to specialized defensive golemites that bind together to form temporary barriers, to improved scanning hardware designed to increase sensitivity and reduce interference, to figuring out ways to build weapons into things that don't normally have weapons on them. Whatever she's working on, though, you can bet it's designed with field usability in mind. If it can't take a hit from a minotaur charging it down at full velocity what's the point??

Sylffa also assisted with some of the early engineering for the Pact airships, though that massive undertaking was very much a team effort. It's probably what she's the most proud of, though!

She doesn't have much interest in maintaining patents or writing research papers though; Sylffa likes using her knowledge base for practical applications, finding that much more interesting and more fulfilling, too. Seeing her work actually help people-- even if just by making construction a bit easier-- is like a proof of concept. She doesn't need recognition from the Council or a bunch of professors. Being appreciated by the people actually using her designs is worth far more to her than some award she could stick on a shelf.

30. Free space for 3 pieces of trivia about your asura!

- During Sylffa's first year at Dynamics she was BRIEFLY assigned as Ceara's roommate. This arrangement lasted less than a week, largely because Ceara didn't want a roommate and made the experience as infuriatingly insufferable as possible. This little asura tried VERY hard to break through that icy exterior, but Ceara just wasn't having it. Sylffa finally gave up and requested a transfer after she returned to the dorms to find her bed had been "accidentally" subjected to an anti-gravity experiment, and it was now irreversibly stuck to the ceiling. Under less antagonistic circumstances she might've found that funny, though.

- Sylffa's actually a Warrior, Berserker specifically! She has no magic to speak of, but while she doesn't fight much she can hold her own in a scrap when push comes to shove. Sylffa tends to rely a lot on augmenting her weaponry with technology, building bizarre contraptions that enhance the power of whatever she happens to be wielding-- and she really will use ANYTHING. If it's in range, she'll eagerly smack something with it. Sylffa is a firm believer that anything can be a weapon if you're creative enough.

- This girl is actually one of the big deciding factors that shifts Ruju's path across different timelines, and the reason that him going to Dynamics leads to becoming the Commander. They knew each other as little kids, so when she recognized him in college she quickly reconnected and pulled him into her friend group-- which in turn led to him giving up his bully shtick and meeting his own future krewe. The two still stay in contact long after, with her occasionally sending him weird experimental tech once they're both in the Pact. Sometimes he uses it, but he keeps a lot of it for mementos.

#gw2 #guild wars 2 #gw2 asura #gw2 asks #my posts #Explorer Sylffa #thanks so much for the ask!! this was a fun batch #she's one of my older characters (just got her 4th bday gift a few days ago) but i rarely do much with her HHFJJEDH #I gotta free this little rat... release her into the wild...#(I also need to flesh out her old krewe a lot more. wheeze)#I figure i'll post one ask per day so it doesn't get to be too much lol I've still got a few more from this set!

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magnetarbeam · 1 year ago

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So my headcanons about Luke bringing back the Jedi Shadows after FotJ, and how I kind of imagine Vestara deciding to focus her Jedi training toward that, since it plays to her strengths, are now a very, very tempting excuse to write her ending up on a mission with the reformed Wraiths.

Obviously this takes place after Mercy Kill itself. I'm gonna say a timeskip of about a month, so Vestara's been a Jedi for five or six months (on a ten-month in-universe calendar). She won't be on solo Shadow missions until she's a Knight, so I hope at least like, five or six more years? I really have no idea what the frame of reference should be for how long it takes on average, but the point is that she's nowhere near there yet.

I might just leave the setup (how the Jedi know about the new version of the Wraiths/what exactly it is about them that she can learn lessons from them that she can't from the Jedi) ambiguous if I can't get it to make sense, but I do want to put some effort into attempting to make it make sense.

Most likely, they know of it through Tyria's kids, either the Sarkin-Tainer or Sarkin-Sandskimmer siblings depending on how much I care about sticking to earlier canon. So Jesmin's probably the first member Ves meets.

It'll surely come up almost immediately that Vestara's been on the holonews enough for several of the Wraiths to recognize her as a Sith. I imagine the fact that she's a Jedi now isn't well-known, because since the move to Shedu Maad they're in a lot better of a position to keep secrets from the galaxy, and the Jedi have enough PR issues already - they don't need people knowing they've taken in a Sith - so here she'll have to explain it, but I think if the Wraiths can take Scut in stride, this won't be very hard.

Related to that, one thing Vestara brings to the Wraiths is her birth culture's skills in use of the Force to craft glass blades that are durable enough that you don't have to worry about them breaking, and that don't show up on scanners meant to detect weapons. Very helpful for infilitration.

The shikkar itself is still a very distinctly Sith design, intended to cause a shitload of pain by leaving the blade in a target's body. Here, she takes a different approach. I've pulled the word "shikkith" out of my ass. These aren't designed with a deliberate point of weakness like a shikkar is, and as such they can be used multiple times. Each blade contains veins in the glass that can be filled with fluids such as sedatives or toxins, that can be released directly into a victim's bloodstream on a sufficiently precise cut. They wouldn't always use such a feature, of course, and most or all of the times they did use it, it'd be sedatives.

It's a similar principle to Scut's neoglith masquers, where someone takes an idea from their evil birth culture, adapts it to not be totally fucked up, and gives the Wraiths a useful trick.

And I've said it before, and I will say it again: Vestara needs more badass piloting sequences.

I don't remember that anyone on the second Wraith team that appears halfway through the book is a particularly good slicer, but I am pretty sure Vestara's a lot more than a light-duty slicer.

They probably do end up fighting the Sith at some point.

I'm sure I'll come up with more to be said here.

#star wars legends #fate of the jedi #vestara khai #x-wing: mercy kill #wraith squadron

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someuncreativity · 1 year ago

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This is gonna be quick because I’m leaving my country tomorrow and I’m not returning until Sunday and I probably won’t post until Monday, but I have something exciting kinda planned out.

Over the past week or so, I’ve been creating character designs for a new fan made iteration of a very popular game series. I won’t say which series it is, but just to give a few hints, this series has been adapted many times (console games, anime, movies, books, mobile games, et cetera), and it has been long popular online, though it may be a bit less mainstream on Tumblr than it was back then.

This series in specific is one that I don’t play and one that I have heard and seen has had wasted potential, especially in the last few years, but I genuinely think that, were the company behind it to put more effort into their products, the series would be far more profitable- not that it isn’t, but still.

That said, I’m not making an entire game- if any of you want to do that, go on right ahead, but I have no experience in code or game making. For now, this project will be limited to its story, which I will be releasing in comic strips on Tumblr or novel-style chapters on Archive of Our Own.

Whatever the case, I think this project is going to be a lot of fun, and a lot of that comes from the story. It’s a story that I feel needs to be told, especially in our day and age where we find it so hard to go about life like normal. It’s a story about facing something you feel you can’t possibly survive and then coming out stronger than before. It’s a story I think we can all connect to on some level. For that reason, I’m all the more excited to share it with you once it’s ready.

In the meantime, I‘ll leave you all with this teaser. I know, the quote on a gold background thing is kinda corny… but oh well. Nobody said this whole idea wasn’t corny in itself.

That’s all I wanted to say. Thank you so much for sticking around with me! I hope to see you all very soon!

By the way, for those of you who want to know more, at least one of the silhouettes in the image above has a dead giveaway.

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clarktooncrossing · 11 months ago

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HEY THERE PEOPLE OF TODAY AND ROBOTS OF TOMORROW! IT IS I, SANTA CLARK! Chestnuts are roasting on an open fire. Jack Frost is nipping at your nose. Mom and dad can hardly wait for school to start again. All the dogs in the neighborhood somehow learned to bark Jingle Bells in sync. Yet retail workers are still more annoyed with Mariah Carey. Snow is getting shoveled, tossed, and formed into sentient beings leading parades without permits. It makes for an excellent distraction as the Krampus abducts children for bad behavior. Fruitcake is exchanged only to find its permanent home in the garbage. Terrorists have hijacked the Holiday office party right before your boss can give you a Jelly of the Month Club membership as your bonus. And of course, the Turducken has returned to wreak its fiery vengeance upon an unsuspecting world! If all this doesn’t put you in the Christmas spirit, perhaps this festive slice of cheer from the Clarktoons will!

Let's make like The Ghost of Christmas Past and rewind back to 2014. Folks were suffering from Frozen Fever, both as a result of the movie and the ALS Ice Bucket Challenge. That year also saw Jimmy Fallon take over The Tonight Show after Leno stepped away for real this time, The Amazing Spider-Man 2 swung low while the Guardians of the Galaxy aimed high, people still cared about Kanye and Kim's relationship as if either people are worth your attention, Bill Cosby was outed as the horrible monster that he is, and most importantly of all, I initiated the 12 Days of Christmas event. Yes, clearly that's as major a moment as those other things I mentioned. Starting December 14th I would post a new pic or comic everyday leading up 'til Christmas. Our first year saw the Pizza Bites writing their oddball letters to Santa (with help from Mr-Herp-Derp), Crocie visualizing his perfect yuletide, and even a full length action comic starring me as a seasonal superhero. And in case anybody asks: no, the Holiday Knight isn't coming back. Sadly, neither will the 12 Days at this rate. Despite my continued best efforts, this festive event hasn't been able to return ever since 2020. Blame that on the last four months of every year becoming an increasingly busy time for. Should the choice arise, I will always pick spending the season with my family over drawing. Weird to hear, I know. Still, that's not to say I haven't been hard at work. You can tell I have considering this giant page of sketches I found lingering in Clarktoon Christmas limbo. Thus we have Dumpster DUDELZ: Regifted Edition! Let's take a peak to what's waiting under the tree?

[1] KARL THE KRAMPUS People credit that crummy 2015 horror movie for introducing Krampus into the popular culture. To that I say; you're all wrong! Clearly I did that a year earlier with my own character, Karl. Being a Clarktoon take on a German folk monster, naturally he became a big, bumbling goofball envisioned to have the voice of Richard Kind. It also meant he encountered Croc's Swamp Gang the most, Xena and Bumper especially. After years of the two (or at least Xena) tormenting the fluffy demon, it was time for a facelift. Honestly this design is a drastic upgrade over the original, making Karl more monstrous while not losing his approachability. Cuz only in the Clarktooniverse will you meet a cuddly monster who drags naughty children of to hell. XD

[2] NUTCRACKER: REB00TED CAST Nutcracker freak'n sucks! I have made my opinions regarding this boring ballet no secret over the years. For crying out loud, I compared going to see it to the Five Stages of Death. Nothing against anybody who does enjoy it, just don't count me among your masses. Getting me to like adaptations lacking Mickey and Minnie is a challenge. Then again, I enjoy a good challenge. While contemplating what I would do with the story one year, an ad for Matrix: Resurrections dropped onto YouTube. After seeing it I thought: what if the world of Nutcracker was set within the Matrix? Hence we have Nutracker: REB00TED! I plan to diverge more plot details later, but for now you can at least meet our cast. Starting from left to right we have Prince Leon, the Nutcracker Prince who's grasp on reality is slipping. Helping to guide him is the Count Drosselmyer, turned into Love-A-Lot Larry Beary. Don't let his cuddly facade fool you, he will whoop yo' @$$! Alongside his niece Clara, the badass ballerina determined to rescue her beloved and free the kingdom from the evil Rat King! What does the king look like? Good things come to those who wait...

[3] ROSIE MEETS THE HOGFATHER Any excuse to draw Rosie Stardust is an awesome one! Even if the sketch is last minute like this one. During the Holiday season last year this random little idea sprung into mind of Rosie exploring Christmas contemporaries across the multiverse. This would include Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, Festivus, Hearth's Warming Eve, Life Day, and of course Hogswatch. Anyone familiar to the works of Terry Pratchett will recognize the name. Just like those esteemed few will also recognize the mini-Claus counterpart the Cosmic Cutie's encountered. It's not the Hogfather she was expecting, but she will gladly take it!

[4] WILBUR'S PLASTIC TREE You'd think a collection of coupons would be the easiest to complete. Just like you'd think the monkeys would stop flying out of my butt at some point. Nope, that ain't happening. Blame it on my nitpicky attention to details, otherwise Wilbur's White Elephants coupons are already a third of the way done. In fact, the sketch here is already fully colored just waiting to be posted. Being the cheap sonuv'a bush he is, Wilbur naturally won't go for a natural Christmas tree, instead opting for plastic. No, the other kind of plastic. The kind that'll guarantee some poor tree manufacturer in Hoboken will get an angry phone call from an irate store manager. And in case you're wondering what he sounds like, my ideal voice actor is Daran Norris doing his Jameson voice from Spectacular Spider-Man!

[5-7] REDESIGNS FOR RANDOLF, CUPID, AND ZED My, here's a jolly trio that haven't been seen in a good while. Probably because I keep wanting to give them better designs! This is an itch I can't ever seem to scratch! Since I've listed all three of them together, let's go over each character:

RANDOLF: The cocky but caring step-brother of a certain red-nosed reindeer, Randolf hosts the famous North Pole 1 radio show alongside his bear buddy Zed whenever not hosting the even more famous Reindeer Games. Out of all the characters, Randolf is the one who's design if the toughest to crack. I want him to look young, but not super young. Think early to mid 30s if you will. It'd probably help if I could pin down a potential voice for him. Sam Rockwell is the top contender in my mind.

CUPID: Following some messy drama between princessofDisney27 of Disney and I, the original version of Cupid was thrown out and reworked from the top down. With an extreme hairstyle I 'borrowed' from MLP and an athlete's need for speed, Cupid lives up to her namesake who first pulled Santa's sleigh years ago. No idea on who would voice her if I could afford it.

ZED: Raised by gay penguins on a diet of Polar Cola and smooth jazz, Zed is a laid back bear with a beach comber's attitude. So long as wherever he is has a heater and is populated by his buddies, Zed will go with wherever the flow will take him. His design is the easiest, being a polar bear in a Hawaiian shirt. One of these days I wanna draw him with his two penguin papas too, but for now we at least have the bear. Again, not sure who I'd have voice him.

[8] BUMPER'S A STAR! A sad truth about my Christmas tree is that I can never put a star on top of it. Everything we've tried is too top heavy. For the longest time I meant to make one featuring everybody's favorite floating marshmallow, finally following through on this desire this year. I made a shape template in Illustrator, drew the front and back of Bumper around it, colored it all in Illustrator, printed both sides out and glued them together. I would've just printed both sides on one sheet of paper, but printers are evil devices meant to torture mankind as a whole. I hate them! But I love this tree topper! ^^

[9] PANICKED TURKEY It's a shame Panicked Turkey didn't get to come out of hibernation this year. Especially when I had some good ideas for tips involving Canon Events, certain cartoon rodents, time traveling, dragons, and Rosie. Chances are I'll be able to use these ideas again in the future, but for now I just wanted to post something with the cowardly bird. So here's the sketch detailing his redesign from last year. Like Karl, this is another change I really like, PT feeling more expressive than he previously was. Hopefully we'll get to see this design in action again next year!

[10] I'll Have a BOO Christmas Without You ...I'm not even sorry! XD

[11] ALIENS OF THE ROCKAPOCALYPSE! Hey look, more characters you haven't seen in forever! This is Phil, the Clarktooniverse's resident one-eyed rockstar from outer space. Back in the day I used to do mock album covers for Christmas, Phil's girlfriend Yezzi standing in for Mariah Carey on one particularly great one that still holds up. Sadly there's only so many iconic Holiday CD covers you can do that aren't just the same generic 'things coming out of a box' design. Heck, it's why the last one of these I did was based on a Manowar album. That following year would've seen an all-new, totally original creation depicting Phil and Yezzi rocking around a dried out Christmas tree in a Nuclear Winter Wonderland. Sadly the full sketch was never realized, save for Phil's rocker gear here. Worse still, these characters have been retired until I can iron out the finer details of their story. Once I do, expect the ultimate comeback tour from the Aliens of the Rock! Just in time for the yuletide / end of the world!

[12] PANICKED WHO? What turkey? I don't see any turkey. All I see is this friendly induvial with a mustache! One who was just drawn randomly with no other intent behind it. Totally. XD

[13] KREEPY KRAMPUS Once upon a time I was able to complete entire comic storylines before Christmas. That couldn't be said for this one comic where Bumper and Xena both try to buy each other Christmas gifts, each of them going after different notable Christmas creatures to pay for them. Bumper would've gone after the wild Nog while Xena would've picked a more frightful foe: the Krampus! This image of the German monster is what she'd find while searching for information online, my intent to be truer to the original folklore than my usual interpretation. It would've made Karl's inevitable appearance that much funnier. Part of me still wants to see this comic fully realized someday. Until then; let this haunt your nightmares!

[14] ANGELICIA, THE SPIRIT OF THE SEASON Remember earlier when I mentioned a comic centered around me as a Holiday hero? The one I will never bring back? Part of that idea involved a literal spirit of the season named Angelicia, an adopted sister of sorts to Finjix's own character Aklamos. Both of us have tweaked and upgraded her overall appearance over the years, this being her last for an intended Sketch BOOM that was scrapped. I really should use this character again, the question is for what?

[15] A TURKEY DINNER TO GO! Like I said, there was once a Holiday Sketch BOOM that was never completed. This Panicked Turkey sketch is one of the few things to survive from it. Ignoring how this design was pre-2022 makeover, I still think this silly little pic is hilarious! Next Thanksgiving I'll make sure to remake this in full color!

[16] THE NOG Along with Karl, the Nog has become a seasonal staple of the Clarktooniverse. For years mankind has wondered where the eggs for Eggnog have come from. Some silly saps think they come out of chickens, but we all know that's a lie! Obviously the eggs come courtesy of the wild, North American Nog! These rambunctious creatures hail in the colder climates, sticking primarily to the North States where they graze on wild berries, tree bark, and rare flowers. Whenever it's not foraging for food it's fending off wild predators, displaying its tusks for potential mates, running for Congress, or raising their young. That is, the young that actually get to hatch. Good luck drinking that next ice-cold cup knowing the Nog is 100% real and you're feasting on what could've been one of its young you sick monster!

[17-18] TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TURTLE DOVES Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle Doves! Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle Doves! Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle Doves! Heroes for the Holidays! BIRDY POWER! Back in 2019 I made a silly little parody of the Ninja Turtles based on the beloved Christmas carol "The 12 Days of Christmas". Was it an extremally obvious joke to make? Yes. Does my earlier pun prove I will stoop to such lows? Heck yes! Thus these two goofy characters were born and eventually given the names Currier and Ives by AnimatedTigerGirl. Currier is the one with the bo staff on the left. At home he's a easy-going party animal, but in the field he's a dedicated leader fighting to keep his family safe. Next to him is the nunchuck-wielding Ives, a hot-tempered brainiac with a big heart. Together the two must save their mother, face the 10 Evils of Christmas, and help out their new human friend Ash.

Standing in for their April O'Neal is Ash, one of their few human friends who helps her fine-feathered friends move about New York. Since this story is set during the 90s, she's naturally a skate-boarding tomboy ready to prove to her dad that she's more capable than given credit for. That chance comes suddenly when her father is abducted by the Partridge Crime Family and their ten specifically themed assassins. Now Ash must rescue her dad alongside these two magically enhanced bird-themed ninjas. Y'know, that old chestnut!

[19] SHORT-E AND SHER-I Dang, it's been a while since these two were seen either. I'm sensing a pattern here. At leas these designs have held up the best. Heck, they look especially good in their winter ensemble. SHORT-E wears basic gloves and a jamaica while SHER-I went shopping with EMIL-E to get fancier gloves and a beret! SLAY, QUEEN!

[20] SNOW CONIE MEETS THE NOG Yes, another refuge from the scrapped Sketch BOOM. This one featuring the unofficial mascot of the Sketch BOOMs, the Snow Conies! Or at least one, facing down the angry snout of a mother Nog. I envision these creatures having the temperament of wild hogs, much to the misfortune of this innocent sentient dessert!

[21] SIR PANICKED TURKEY, THE CANADIAN! Along with redesigning this cowardly bird, I also made a special bonus Panicked Turkey tip for Canadian Thanksgiving. It was very last second, going through a few iterations before settling on the final idea. Before then the plan was to either have PT surrounded by angry canucks with guns in a style similar to the John Wick posters or the giant chicken disguising himself as a Mounty, not yet realizing he'll find no peace in the Great White North. Ultimately both were dropped in favor or one menacing Mounty looming over the frightened fowl, which I thought wouldn't work until I saw the final product. Funny how that works, innit? Still, what about the entre in shining armor? That has to do with an idea I mentioned earlier, but I dare not spoil the surprise further than that. Like I mentioned, said idea can be reused for next year. So when Turkey Day rears its ugly head, Sir Turkey turned tail and fled!

[22] UGLY SWEATERS, TROPICAL WEATHER Yet again another idea I hope to bring back, though slightly modified. Originally the plan was to make Ugly Sweater pin-ups for the couples (or friends) of 3K with my friends Finjix and @burningthrucelluloid. This one was the only one sketched before Alec lost his Adobe art programs that would've allowed him to help in this project. Even then, my nitpicky attention to details got the better of me again and too much time was wasted attempting to draw the other pics. All we got out of this failed collaboration were Nerva and her buddy Weed Eater in their Hawaiian-style sweaters, the latter not happy about his situation. He was even depicted eating the sweater and partridge at one point. Who would've guessed the living Christmas tree would be a humbug?

[23-24] CROCZILLA VS TURDUCKEN When I released by Terror of the Turducken posters back in 2020, peeps said they would totally pay to see that movie. Hopefully the same can be said for its sequel, an epic clash between the titular Turducken and the colossal Croczilla! Why are they fighting? Who cares, it's two giant monsters beating the stuffing out'a each other! No doubt the posted to go with this creature feature would've been a legendary one! At least had it not been for my nitpicky attention to details. Plenty of poster designs were drawn up, including this one that was inspired by the then-current Godzillva vs Kong posters. Perhaps I can recycle this idea next year when the sequel comes out and the two fight another giant monkey. Until then, feel free to place your bets on which of these festive Kaijus come out on top!

And if you're rooting for the Turducken, enjoy this redesign of the character where each of its heads feel more distinct. Hey, if nothing else it's cooler to look at than another freak'n ape.

MAY THE GLASSES BE WITH YOU!

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joeygoeshollywood · 4 years ago

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My 25 Favorite Films of 2020

Well, this was quite the crazy year, especially for movies. While many films that were slated to be released this year were postponed due to the coronavirus pandemic, this year still provided some laughs, tears, and thrills both in theaters and in the living room.

(NOTE: Due to the delayed awards season calendar and postponed Oscar bait films that are unavailable to be seen before the end of 2020, this list will eventually be updated after having seen the following films: The Father, Minari, News of the World, Nomadland, One Night in Miami, Pieces of a Woman, Promising Young Woman)

Here are my 25 favorite films of the year:

25. Kajillionaire

Quirky filmmaker Miranda July is back with her first feature in nearly a decade. Kajillionaire is a bizarre but captivating tale about a family of criminal grifters and how the daughter reevaluates her strained relationship with her parents after an outsider is welcomed into the fold. Evan Rachel Wood takes what could have easily been dismissed as a goofy caricature in Old Dolio (yes, that’s her name) and turns into a heartfelt portrayal of a woman whose lifestyle of freeloading dictated by her parents (played by Debra Winger and Richard Jenkins) becomes her own crisis. In many ways, Kajillionaire feels like a fantasy that keeps people asking, “What on earth is going on?” And this time, it’s for the best.

24. Freaky

Revamping decades-old plots like the body-swapping antics from Freaky Friday can either result in a predictable failure or a surprising success. Thankfully, Freaky falls into the latter category. In this horror comedy, a deranged serial killer (played by Vince Vaughn) swaps bodies with his victim, a timid teen girl (played by Kathryn Newton). What makes the film work though are the dedicated lead performances, particularly by Vaughn, who is pretty convincing as young girl trapped in a grown man’s body. With a few good laughs and decent thrills, Freaky is worth the watch.

23. The Outpost

The Outpost is an intense film about the real-life story of small group of US troops isolated by surrounding mountains in Afghanistan, under the constant threat of the Taliban, which ultimately comes to a head in the Battle of Kamdesh. The film captures the harrowing experiences of these soldiers with heart-pounding action sequences, which are fueled by a solid cast including Scott Eastwood, Caleb Landry Jones, and Orlando Bloom.

22. Uncle Frank

Paul Bettany may be best known for playing The Vision in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, but he should be celebrated as his title character in Uncle Frank, a touching dramedy set in 1973 about an NYU professor who returns home to his estranged family for his father’s funeral while his niece, played by rising star Sophia Lillis, idolizes him for teaching her to be her authentic self while he keeps his sexuality a secret. Bettany brilliantly balances the coolness of his stature with the internal agony that ultimately hits a boiling point, which is counterbalanced by Peter Macdissi’s fun performance as Frank’s happy-go-lucky lover who accompanies him back home despite his wishes.

21. Hillbilly Elegy

Hillbilly Elegy was panned by critics over politics that had absolutely no role the film. Based on the best-selling memoir by J.D. Vance, the newest feature from Ron Howard shows the journey of a boy who despite all odds growing up in a poor family that constantly struggled with abuse and addition managed to get into Yale Law School and achieve the American dream. While both Gabriel Basso and Owen Asztalos hold the film together as the younger and older Vance in the present and flashback scenes, Amy Adams as the impulsive, irresponsible mother and an unrecognizable Glenn Close as the no-nonsense inspiring grandmother that turn Hillbilly Elegy into an acting tour de force.

20. The Trial of the Chicago 7

Oscar-winning screenwriter Aaron Sorkin sits in the director’s chair once again in this courtroom drama about the real-life protesters who showed up in Chicago during the 1968 Democratic National Convention. With themes that resonate today, The Trial of the Chicago 7 benefits from its sharp screenplay, well-paced editing, and an outstanding ensemble cast that includes Eddie Redmayne, Mark Rylance, Yahoo Abdul-Mateen II, Sacha Baron Cohen, Jeremy Strong, Frank Langella, Joseph Gordon-Levitt, and Michael Keaton.

19. Yellow Rose

Broadway actress Eva Noblezada makes her film debut as an aspiring country singer on the run after her mother, an illegal immigrant, is obtained for deportation. Yellow Rose presents a nuanced depiction of US immigration, but at the heart of it is a heartbreaking story of a young woman who struggles between putting her family or her dreams first. Between Noblezada’s powerful performance and solid original music, Yellow Rose hits all the right chords.

18. Palm Springs

Move over, Groundhog Day. While the Bill Murray classic has largely monopolized the time loop film genre, Palm Springs gives it a run for its money. Andy Sandberg and Cristin Milioti star as the unlikely duo who are stranded reliving the same dreaded wedding day involving mutual acquaintances and their desperate efforts to escape the seemingly inescapable. The Hulu comedy stands on its own two feet for the good laughs, the chemistry between the two leads, and the film’s emotionally-grounded plot.

17. Let Him Go

Kevin Costner and Diane Lane reunite on the big screen after playing farmer parents in Man of Steel to rancher grandparents in Let Him Go, although this time they are able to display their full acting chops. In this period dramatic thriller, they set out to find their only grandchild following the death of their son only to discover that the widowed daughter-in-law remarried into an infamous crime family. While both Costner and Lane tug at the heartstrings, it’s Lesley Manville, who plays the ruthless matriarch of the family, that really takes command of the screen. Ultimately, Let Him Go is all about family and the lengths one is willing to go to protect it.

16. Unhinged

In a year plagued by the pandemic, Unhinged led the way to the revival of movie theaters back in August and perhaps in some ways it was meant to be the film to do so as the themes of a rage-fueled society and the lack of human connection carry weight. Russell Crowe stars, as the title suggests, as an unhinged psychopath whose road rage torments a woman and her adolescent son. Unhinged is the epitome of pure entertainment and is why we go to the movies. While it’s not quite the most sophisticated thriller of the year, it’s still one helluva ride.

15. Emma

Anya Taylor-Joy has had quite the year with both highs (The Queen’s Gambit) and lows (The New Mutants). But it began before the pandemic with the release of Emma, which she stars as the iconic Jane Austen title character, a socialite who meddles in the love life of others while refusing to acknowledge her own shortcomings in that department. Supported with a strong ensemble cast, beautiful production design, and comedic charm, Emma is not to be missed.

14. The Invisible Man

ln the era of remakes and reboots, very few are as good as Universal’s latest monster flick revival of The Invisible Man. Elisabeth Moss stars as a woman who believes she’s being haunted by her abusive ex-husband, someone she becomes convinced faked his own death and is stalking her without being able to be seen. Filmmaker Leigh Whannell, the writer behind the Saw and Insidious horror franchises, generates good thrills and high-wire tension with the help of high production value and a terrifyingly-good performance from Moss.

13. Dick Johnson is Dead

Documentarian Kirsten Johnson filmed a beautiful, intimate tribute to her father Dick Johnson, who has been suffering from Alzheimer's in the final years of his life. However, instead of dreading his death, both daughter and father embrace it by having him acting out several scenes of his over-the-top demises. Dick Johnson is Dead may focus on the subject manner of death, but this documentary actually celebrates life and the laughs that happen along the way.

12. The Wolf of Snow Hollow

Perhaps one of the littlest-known films of the year, The Wolf of Snow Hollow is not your conventional indie comedy horror flick. Writer/director Jim Cummings stars as an overly-heated police officer who attempts to get to the bottom of a string of murders in his small, snowy Utah town by what appears to be some sort of werewolf, though he remains unconvinced. Featuring one of the final performances from veteran actor Robert Forster, The Wolf of Snow Hollow uses its quirky sense of humor to stand out from the rest of the pack.

11. The Gentlemen

The Gentlemen is a fun, action-packed, crime caper from Guy Ritchie about the London turf war of drug kingpins. Matthew McConaughey, Charlie Hunnam, Henry Goulding, Michelle Dockery, and Colin Ferrell all round out the strong cast, but its Hugh Grant that really steals the show as the comedically manipulative Fletcher, whose only allegiance is to himself. If you like a stylish film with well-choreographed violence and a fast-paced plot, The Gentlemen should be your cup of tea.

10. Ma Rainey’s Black Bottom

Some of the best play-to-film adaptations are the films that feel like you’re watching a play, and Ma Rainey’s Black Bottom is one of them. Produced by Denzel Washington, Viola Davis gives a transformative performance as Ma Rainey, known as the “mother of the blues” and the clash she had with a pair of White music producers, but she also butts heads with her trumpet player (played by the late Chadwick Boseman), who also has his own music ambitions. While Davis obviously gives other Oscar-worthy performance, it was Boseman who was able to show how incredibly gifted he was as an actor. And while the world lost him far too soon, at least his last role ended up being his greatest.

9. The Kid Detective

One of the biggest surprises of the year was how good a movie starring and produced by Adam Brody was. Brody plays a washed up former kid detective who attempts to revive his once-celebrated career of solving mysteries by getting to the bottom of a murder in his hometown. The Kid Detective is a brilliant dark comedy from newcomer writer/director Evan Morgan with good laughs, plenty of plot twists, and a career-best performance from Brody, who proves he’s more than just the pretty face from The O.C. we all know him as.

8. Mank

Citizen Kane is widely regarded as one of the greatest films ever made and Mank is a worthy tribute. Gary Oldman stars as the title character Herman “Mank” Mankiewicz, the Oscar-winning screenwriter behind the iconic film. David Fincher (The Social Network, Gone Girl) managed to capture the epic scale of the 1941 classic that would make Orson Welles proud.

7. Soul

Soul is one of those rare existential Pixar films that goes beyond being children’s entertainment. Following in the footsteps of 2015′s Inside Out, Soul depicts what happens to the soul of a jazz musician who’s convinced his time on Earth isn’t over. While the universe created to explain how souls work and the plot that went along with it falls short of its emotions predecessor, Soul is still high-caliber among Pixar films and a great movie for both kids and adults alike.

6. Another Round

Perhaps the greatest work from Swedish director Thomas Vinterberg to date, Another Round follows four unsatisfied middle aged men who decide to take a theory of task from a Norwegian psychiatrist, who concluded that maintaining a blood alcohol level of 0.050 will enhance their mental and psychological state. Mads Mikkelsen, who’s best known to American audiences as Hannibal Lecter in the short-lived NBC series Hannibal and the Bond villain in Casino Royale, offers a strong, nuanced performance as one of the four educators who embraces this drinking challenge in a film that provides an equal balance of chuckles, cringes, and emotional gut punches.

5. I’m Thinking of Ending Things

From the crazy mastermind of Charlie Kaufman, the writer behind Being John Malkovich, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, and Anomalisa, his latest on Netflix is too a mind-bender. I’m Thinking of Ending Things is a surreal, zany, and at times disturbing examination of the human condition as the nameless female protagonist played by an incredible Jessie Buckley mulls over breaking up with her boyfriend (played by Jesse Plemons) while visiting his parents’ house. Accompanied with a stellar production design and a crazy-good performance from Toni Collette as “Mother,” Kaufman newest cerebral feature lives up to his iconic reputation of filmmaking.

4. Da 5 Bloods

Spike Lee is one of the few genius filmmakers who is able to blend multiple genres together and his latest film is no different. Da 5 Bloods is an action adventure, buddy comedy, dramatic character study, and war movie all wrapped up into one about a group of Vietnam War veterans who return to the former battlegrounds to find the remains of one of their fallen soldiers as well as some treasure that they kept hidden years ago. With a strong ensemble cast that includes the late Chadwick Boseman, its longtime character actor Delroy Lindo who steals the show with his powerful performance. Da 5 Bloods is easily one of Netflix’s strongest films to date.

3. The Assistant

One of the first #MeToo-era films, The Assistant offers the day in the life of a low-level female staffer of a production company who is haunted by the presence of her Harvey Weinstein-like boss (who never actually appears in the film). However, rather than depicting the dramatics of sexual misconduct, The Assistant uses the common subtleties and nuances of the workplace yet maintains the same tension and heartbreak. Anchored by the remarkable, devastating performance by up-and-comer Julia Garner (Ozark), The Assistant is as important as it is well-done.

2. Sound of Metal

Riz Ahmed gives the performance of his career as a heavy metal drummer and former addict whose sudden battle with going deaf upends his life. Sound of Metal is an incredible experience that gives a rare glimpse in the American deaf community which is enhanced by the remarkable sound design that helps the audience actually hear what the musician is going through. It’s truly one of the most rewarding films of the year.

1. The Climb

The Climb takes the generic “man sleeps with his best friend’s fiancé” storyline and turns it on its head. In his feature debut as writer and director, Michael Angelo Covino leads as the not-so-apologetic adulterer Mike and Kyle Marvin, who co-wrote the film, is the good-hearted Kyle who struggles to whether or not to forgive his best friend’s ultimately betrayal. Not only is The Climb is quirky and hilariously written, it’s a remarkably well-made comedy with some of the year’s best cinematography. Between a strong cast, a superb screenplay, and the extremely-high production value, The Climb is at the top of the mountain of 2020′s best films.

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Short Reflection: Spring 2021 Anime

Folks, I think it’s official: anime is too good nowadays. There’s so much good stuff coming out all at once that it’s impossible to keep up with it all. I watched more good anime in spring 2021 than I watched total anime in some previous seasons, and even then I know I missed out on a few gems like Odd Taxi, Super Cub, and Fairy Ranmaru. My brain is still spinning from trying to keep track of it all. And I’ll bet you missed a few gems as well. With all this good anime to watch, some shows you might enjoy were bound to slip through the cracks. That’s why I’m here: to tell you about all the anime I watched last season and let you know which ones are most worth your time. Life’s too short to waste watching mediocre shows that will only let you down. So kick back, relax, and listen to me ramble about my anime experience in Spring 2021. Chances are, you’ll find one or two shows you missed out on that you’ll really enjoy

To Your Eternity: Unfinished/10

Was there ever any doubt that To Your Eternity was gonna be one of the season’s biggest hits? A ruminative long-form fantasy story from the author of A Silent Voice, this tale of a shapeshifting immortal being’s journey through life bleeds prestige cry-porn goodness from every available orifice. If anything, I’m surprised I’m not liking it more. This kind of shit should leave me bawling my eyes out on the regular, but TYE’s only really gotten the waterworks flowing twice so far. Maybe the somewhat limited animation isn’t doing a good enough job selling those hard-hitting feels. Maybe the direction and editing isn’t as strong as it needs to be to capture the true majestic beauty of this world. Maybe it’s just on a very slow burn and is still putting the pieces in place for incredible things to come. Whatever the case, watching this mysterious blank slate of a being slowly learn what it means to live as he experiences happiness, sorrow, and everything in between is still compelling as hell, and I can’t wait to see how the show develops in its second half. Perfect or not, something tells me we’ll be talking about To Your Eternity for quite some time to come.

How Not to Summon a Demon Lord Omega: 1.5/10

You know, the first season of How Not to Summon a Demon Lord wasn’t really that bad. Yes, it was a cringey ecchi isekai power fantasy with all the lazy, pandering baggage that entails, but at least it had its moments. So imagine my horror when I realized the second season was leaving Ajia-Do’s production house and would instead be picked up by Tezuka Productions, a.k.a. where adaptations go to die. Folks, this anime is a fucking disgrace. The animation and art design are butt-ugly all around, what little personality Diablo’s harem once had has been replaced with mindlessly sucking the self-insert protagonist’s dick (almost literally, at times), and the few new characters are uniformly stupid, annoying, and aggravating, often all at once. There is no effort on display here beyond cranking out a heap of lowest-common-denominator garbage for basement dwellers to masturbate over and make the producers rich from lewd figurine sales. And without the first season’s genuine desire to try, there’s nothing left to distract from what a miserable, empty, offensively bad series this has always been at its core. This is bad fantasy, bad isekai, bad ecchi, and completely devoid of value unless you enjoy jerking off to off-model softcore rape hentai. Forget How Not to Summon a Demon Lord, this show’s name should really be How Not to Make an Even Halfway Decent Anime.

Higehiro: 2.5/10

I’ll give Higehiro this, it’s not every day a show pisses me off in so many ways that I’m not sure what I should be pissed off at the most. At first, I thought it would suck because it was a creepy age-gap romance between a high school girl and a salaryman. Then I thought it would suck because of its blatant hypocrisy in trying to play a teenage girl sleeping with older men for the tragedy it realistically would be... while still objectifying and leering at Sayu at every opportunity. Then I thought it would suck by devolving into a cringey harem comedy starring yet another World’s Nicest Guy who attracts all the girls in his immediate vicinity. Then I thought it would suck because it makes Sayu instantly forgive a man who tries to rape her, and that man is let off the hook with no consequences. Then I thought it would suck because of the cheap, maudlin melodrama that makes Sayu’s tragic backstory impossible to take seriously. Then I thought it would suck because of the abuse apologism in the final act and the toxic notion that only your blood parents can be your true parents and you should forgive them even if they smack you around. In the end, though, there’s no one reason why Higehiro is such a steaming pile of trash. It’s just garbage from start to finish, and the fact it thinks it’s telling a serious story about serious issues only makes it all the more insufferable.

Mars Red: 3.5/10

I still don’t quite know what to make of Mars Red. Is it pretentious? Brilliant? Stupid? Insightful? Phony? Clever? Confused? Does its artsy, capital-M Meaningful aesthetic just exist to paper over bad writing, or is it genuinely smart and just went way over my head? I’m willing to hear arguments from both sides, because I’m genuinely not sure. All I’m sure of is that the emotion Mars Red most instilled in me was boredom. The longer it went on, the more I could feel my attention slipping, to the point I’d fully stopped trying to care about who was doing what and why. Give me trash, give me trainwrecks, give me challenges, but at least make them interesting to watch. For all its lofty ambitions, all this show accomplished was leaving me cold and disinterested. And if I can describe a period steampunk vampire spy anime with heightened cinematic/theatrical presentation as boring, then something has gone terribly, terribly wrong.

So I’m a Spider, So What?: 4/10

I so desperately wish I could like So I’m a Spider, So What? Aoi Yuuki is pitch-perfect as the motormouthed title character, her 3D model and the way it’s animated is genuinely impressive, and this is one of the few isekai that’s actually got interesting lore behind the whole “transported to another world” gimmick. In a market oversaturated with garbage isekai, Spider could have been a real breath of fresh air. Unfortunately, this anime is doomed by one simple fact: it’s directed by Shin Atagaki at Millepensee Studios, a.k.a. the combination of creative forces that gave us Berserk 2016. And yes, those PTSD flashbacks you just experienced are sadly justified. Terrible animation in 3D and 2D alike, not to mention some of the worst incorporation of hand-drawn and CG animation I’ve ever seen. Incomprehensible direction that renders countless scenes impossible to follow and rips the heart out of every potentially emotional moment. Moments of animation so shockingly bad you wonder how any human being thought this was acceptable as a finished product. Not to mention the entertaining spider story is superglued onto a parallel human story that’s every bit as generic, lifeless, and agonizingly dull as Every Other Isekai in the History of Ever. And the collision of all these factors is a final stretch that takes whatever charm the show once had and shoves it through a meat grinder. My advice? Stick with the light novels: I’ve heard they’re miles better in every conceivable way.

Those Snow White Notes: 5/10

As an animated showcase of the art of shamisen playing, Those Snow White Notes is just about perfect. Every single performance is lavishly animated, directed to a mirror’s shine, awash in striking symbolism, distinct from every other performance with its own unique personality, and hits harder than a ten-gallon freight truck barreling down the expressway at 100 miles per hour. Whenever this show just lets its characters express themselves through their instruments, often with more than one lengthy performance per episode, it’s easily one of the best anime of the season. So it’s a crying shame that the story threading these awe-inspiring moments together is such a melodramatic mess. The characters are overwrought, it whiplashes between comedy and drama with so little grace it’s bound to give you a headache, and it presents every conflict, no matter how small-scale, like it’s fucking Wagner. It tries to bludgeon you into submission with overbearing piano tracks and maudlin voice-acting, but all that accomplishes is making the whole affair feel even more artificial and shallow. Such incredible performances deserve to be in a story that’s just as breathtaking, and sadly, Those Snow White Notes just doesn’t work whenever it has to put the shamisen down.

I’ve Been Killing Slimes for 300 Years and Maxed Out My Level: 5.5/10

The nicest thing I can say about the latest absurdly titled isekai du jour is that it’s harmless enough. It’s pure moe slice of life centered around Aoi Yuuki as an overworked office worker who gets reincarnated as an immortal seventeen-year-old witch and gets to spend the rest of eternity living a slow, relaxing life in your standard-issue fantasy world. Along the way, a quirky family of oddball fantasy creatures with human forms grows around her, all of whom basically just exist for a couple kinds of jokes and some light yuribaiting that never goes anywhere. There’s a good idea buried in here about Yuuki’s character helping everyone around her learn to relax and take it easy; since she died of overwork, she’s determined not to let her second life become buried in stress as well, and she ends up teaching a lot of the supporting cast how to do the same. If that idea had been more of the focus, I think this could have been a really good show with something powerful to say about how you shouldn’t value work more than your health and well-being . Alas, it’s content to wander aimlessly through one mildly entertaining episodic lark after another, never falling apart but never really leaving an impact either. It’s harmless enough that I don’t regret watching it, but I know for a fact I’ll barely remember it in a week’s time now that it’s over.

Joran the Princess of Snow and Blood: 5.5/10

Is it possible for a show to be both incredible and terrible? I don’t mean just having good and bad elements, I mean the elements themselves and the complete package they form are simultaneously good and bad at the same time? Because that’s the only way I can describe Joran. The plot is a complete mess and at times offensively stupid, yet it also tells a coherent, engaging narrative about spies and skullduggery in a steampunk, supernatural 1930s Japan. The characters are underwritten and cliche to the point of obnoxiousness, but their arcs are littered with powerful emotional moments. I can groan at the laughably amateurish contrivances in the storytelling one moment and then genuinely get invested in the protagonist’s inner turmoil the next. I can roll my eyes at how sloppily that inner turmoil is handled one moment and then root for her as she fights against the sins of the past the next. There so many good ideas that are bludgeoned to death by sloppy execution, so many bad ideas that somehow work in spite of themselves, and it’s all wrapped up in production values that constantly fluctuate between cool stylish flair and just plain ugly. Is this show good? Bad? Somewhere in between? Who can say? All I know for sure is I could never take my eyes off it, and that alone might make it worth a look.

The Way of the Househusband: 6/10

Let’s get one thing straight: this anime looks like shit. Some producer at JC Staff decided the best way to adapt a hilarious comedy manga was to literally just make it look like a moving manga, and they deserve all of the blame for how terrible it looks. So consider it a testament to the inherent strength of The Way of the Househusband that despite everything, it’s still entertaining in this form. What’s not to love about a badass former yakuza who tackles his new life as a loving stay-at-home husband with the same gusto and grit he once gave to his days of crime? Not only is that premise hilarious, the sincerity with which Tatsu embraces his domestic duties makes for a genuinely lovable rejection of toxic masculinity. He’s a grizzled ex-murderer who fucking loves his wife and doesn’t care who knows it, and I just think that’s great. Still, it’s two people who really save this anime: director Chikai Kon, who’s made a bit of a career out of salvaging trashfire productions (the original Higurashi comes to mind), and the absolute pitch-perfect casting of Kenjiro Tsuda in the main role. I genuinely don’t know if there’s ever been a seiyuu more perfectly suited for a character as Tsuda is for Tatsu, and his gravely, intense, perfectly over-the-top performance carries this entire damn show on its back. God bless this ridiculous ham.

Don’t Toy With Me, Nagatoro-San: 6/10

In the pantheon of shows about teasing girls who mercilessly torment the guys they’re in love with, Nagatoro-san is firmly in the middle. It’s nowhere near as rich and beautiful as Takagi-san, but it’s head and shoulders above the puerile garbage that was Uzaki-chan. There’s some fun banter between Nagatoro and her easily flustered senpai, and I’ll be damned if their slow-burn romantic development doesn’t actually kinda work. Yes, it’s still ultimately a fetish show for guys who want to be bullied by a super-hot tanned high school kouhai, and there’s plenty of eye-rolling contrivances to force the fanservice angle along the way. But at least it delivers on that premise well, with some actually good jokes and some genuinely strong production values to sell the absurdity of Nagatoro’s many meme-able faces. You should still absolutely watch Takagi-san before this one, because it’s superior in every way, but I definitely enjoyed my time being toyed with. Just be aware that the first episode is way more extreme than the rest of the show. Like, Nagatoro’s teasing at the start is outright mean-spirited bullying. Thankfully, the show almost instantly settles into more tame patterns by the second episode, but it’s still a really bad first impression. Power through that stumbling block to get to the good stuff, and I think you’ll have a decent enough time.

SSSS.Dynazenon: 6.5/10

I was slow to warm up to Gridman when it first aired. I felt it spent way too long playing coy with its own premise and only really got good once it actually got to the point. Thankfully, it seems like the creators learned their lesson, and this new pseudo-sequel/spinoff/side-story, Dynazenon, is engaging from start to finish. The entire cast is memorable instead of just a few key players, and everyone’s got interesting emotional struggles that drive the human drama behind the big tokusatsu-kaiju smackdowns. As a result, it’s clear from the outset what Dynazenon is trying to be: a story about broken people pulling themselves out of the pits they’re stuck in, finding strength together to overcome what’s holding them back and stand on their own two feet. So instead of waiting impatiently for the show to reveal its hand, I can just sit back, relax, and enjoy the unique blend of bombastic Trigger-branded toku action and subdued, Evangelion-esque character beats that makes this franchise so fascinating. Unfortunately, while Dynazenon is more consistent than Gridman, I don’t think it ever quite reaches Gridman’s heights. Let’s be real, Akane Shinjo fucking carried Gridman, and no one in Dynazenon is quite as absorbing and compelling as her. Can’t win ‘em all, I guess.

Pretty Boy Detective Club: 7/10

Does the phrase “Monogatari by way of Ouran High School Host Club” make you salivate at the mouth? Then you absolutely need to check out Pretty Boy Detective Club. Once again, Studio Shaft brings the eclectic writing of Nisioisin to life with the most bonkers, experimental animation sensibilities you’ll see all year, telling the story of a lone girl who finds herself entangled with the titular club of bishounen super-sleuths and the absolutely buckwild mysteries they set about trying to solve. Honestly, though, PBDC is less a mystery anime than it is a celebration of beauty in all its forms. Aesthetic beauty, emotional beauty, living beautifully, all the things and actions and ideas that make life that much more interesting and exciting. It’s probably the most direct expression of Nisi’s sensibilities as a writer yet, a story about embracing the abnormal and absurd and celebrating what makes life batshit crazy. After all, isn’t it far more beautiful to live freely and unusually than stay inside the confines of normalcy? And PBDC embraces that philosophy in storytelling, character writing and animation alike, resulting in one of the most memorable anime you’re likely to watch all year. Don’t expect compelling character arcs or nuanced drama here, but if you can vibe with its outrageous spirit, I cannot overstate how much fun you’ll have.

Shadows House: 7/10

Listen, I know we’re all righteously pissed at Cloverworks right now for screwing over so many of its productions. But if you’re still hungry for a good old twisty-turny puzzle-box mystery shonen after The Promised Neverland’s second season let you down, then Shadows House should be right up your alley. It’s a slow burn that takes a bit to really get going, but once it clicks into place, it’s one of the most uniquely mesmerizing anime of the season. The fantastical Victorian setting is deliciously gothic, the way the show teases out the greater secrets of the mansion makes for some incredible twists and turns, and it’s all anchored by a lovably sapphic relationship between Kate, the young mistress of the mysterious Shadow Family, and Emilico, the ditzy living doll who’s assigned to serve as her face. This show is very pro-clonecest, and honestly, I can’t help but love that. Plus, you gotta appreciate any story with the balls to make its first big arc a giant escape room puzzle, let alone pull it off this well. There’s still clearly a lot of story left to tell, and I hope the rest of the manga gets adapted eventually; something tells me Shadows House is only gonna get more and more exciting from here. But until then, this first season is still well worth checking out.

Backflip: 7/10

Backflip is as simple a sports anime as you can imagine. A fresh-faced high schooler falls in love with men’s rhythm gymnastics after seeing the school team perform, and the show follows his journey as he joins the team and learns how to soar like a real acrobat alongside a cast of colorful clubmates. There’s no unique twist or striking emotional wrinkle, it’s just a straightforward, inspirational yarn about handsome sports boys doing handsome sports things. So why did I rate it so high? Because the production is fucking amazing. Stellar CG animation during the performances, equally lively and impressive character animation during downtime, A-tier direction that makes all the formulaic beats sing with new life, and a consistent attentional to detail in even the smallest, most subtle moments. The animators at studio Zexcs clearly loved working on this show, and their obvious passion and talent brings Backflip’s simple story to life beautifully. It’s not gonna re-invent the wheel, but if you’re in the mood for the best kind of comfort food anime, I cannot recommend it highly enough.

Zombieland Saga Revenge: 7/10

To this day, Zombieland Saga remains one of the weirdest series I’ve ever tried to wrap my head around. Whenever it’s trying to be a straightforward idol anime, it can feel as lifeless as the dancing, singing corpses at its core. But whenever it’s doing literally anything else? It’s one of the most inventive, surprising, entertaining, kooky, and all-around unique franchises in all of anime. And its second season, subtitled Revenge, ably carries on that tradition. All the episodes dedicated to Franchouchou doing normal idol stuff slipped in and out of my brain without leaving any sort of impact; I barely even remember Junko and Ai’s second two-parter. No, the parts of this show that stick in my mind are the parts like Saki looking up to a ridiculously pompadour’d radio DJ. Or The Legendary Tae Yamada winning a dance competition. Or Yugiri’s backstory (finally!), which fills us in on the deep lore behind the mission to save Saga. Or Mamoru Miyano going absolutely apeshit as Tatsumi Kotaro once again. Whenever ZLS is marching to the beat of its own eclectic drum, there’s really nothing else like it. And while this season is more uneven than the first, it all leads to a finale that’s probably the best episode of the entire show thus far, climaxing in the first genuinely great straightforward idol stuff of the franchise and an absolutely gobsmacking post-credits scene that’s left me more excited than ever to see where this franchise goes from here. Zombieland Saga is one very odd duck, but I’ll be damned if it doesn’t know how to keep me coming back for more.

86 Eighty-Six: 8/10

Rejoice, everyone: we finally have a genuinely great modern mecha franchise! And somehow, it comes in the form of a light novel adaptation by A-1 Pictures. There is no universe where that combination should make sense. And yet, 86 Eighty-Six genuinely is that great. Set in a false utopian future society called Alba where all non-blood-pure citizens are sent off to fight and die in a far-off war, it tells the story of Lena, an Alban commander who dares to try and stand up to this inhuman system, and the squad of officially “unmanned” drones- which are actually manned by those non-blood-pure citizens- she finds herself in command of. It’s a brutal exploration not just of the horrors of war and eugenics, but how even the most well-meaning of us can be blinded to those horrors by our privilege, and how difficult it truly is to defeat an oppressive system that’s so much more powerful than any one person could ever be. On top of that, it’s got great production values, spectacular direction, surprisingly excellent CG mecha action, and yet another banger soundtrack from Hiroyuki Sawano. There’s a clever narrative gimmick where episodes split cleanly in two, spending one half solely in the perspective of Lena in the Alban capital and the other half solely in the perspective of her squad out on the frontier, providing double the insight on the ongoing plot without ever feeling redundant. It’s still got a little annoying holdover from overplayed LN tropes, but the obvious passion and talent from everyone involved makes them much easier to stomach. Bottom line, 86 is one hell of a great show, and I can’t wait for the upcoming second cours to hopefully push it even higher.

Vivy Fluorite Eyes’ Song: 9/10

What do you get when you cross the spectacular production values of Studio WIT, a tightly-plotted script from Re:Zero author Tappei Nagatsuki, and a gripping sci-fi story exploring what it means for a robot to become human? Answer: you get far and away the best anime of Spring 2021. Vivy Fluorite Eyes’ Song is a goddamn triumph, the kind of effortlessly confident, wholly unique, endlessly gripping roller coaster ride that only the best of anime can provide. Set in a near future where robotic AIs are becoming an increasingly integral part of human society, an amateur songstress AI named Diva is recruited by a far more advanced AI from the future to stop some unknown catastrophe from causing AIs as a whole from destroying humankind. But as she works to change the course of history, her interactions with rapidly advancing AI technology force her to question her purpose, her autonomy, her capacity for evolution, and what it truly means to put your heart into something. It’s perhaps a bit too ambitious for its own good, and a second cours might have helped flesh out the setting in a more satisfying manner (as well as give more space to a somewhat rickety final arc). But all of its minor stumbles are overwritten ten times over by the sheer brilliance of its century-spanning story, the adrenaline-fueled insanity of its action scenes, and it’s beautiful, forward-thinking thesis on our relationship to technology and where the line truly lies between man and machine. Epic, exciting, poetic, and at times even transcendent, Vivy Fluorite Eyes’ Song is an instant classic you’re sure to remember for many long years to come.

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dialovers-translations · 4 years ago

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DIABOLIK LOVERS MORE, BLOOD OFFICIAL VISUAL FANBOOK ー Interview Vol. 1 feat. Saki Ito

Source: DIABOLIK LOVERS MORE, BLOOD Official Visual Fanbook

Release date: 2013

Huge thank you to @keithvalentinex for providing the raw scans!

SECTION 1: Q&A

Q1. How did you feel when a sequel game got green light?

A: Not only were we fortunate to receive many passionate messages and feedback from the players, but we also received the news of an anime adaption alongside a game sequel, so amidst the joy, I also remember a distinct feeling of responsiblity and pressure.

Q2. Does the feedback you received from the players reflect in any parts of the game?

A: The series features characters who all have very strong and distinct character traits, so they tend to stand out based solely on these specific elements, which is what made us reflect upon the scenario parts of the previous game. Therefore, in the sequel, we decided to flesh them out so we let Idea Factory know that we would like to create sceranio’s on events of their pasts, so we can give a better understanding of how they think as individuals. We received a positive response but this ultimately required quite a bit of scenarios so later both me and Nakamura suffered because of it. (lol) However, even though there is still room for improvement, I would like to think that we succeeded in creating scenario’s in which the players will get to know them on a deeper level.

Q3. Who did you struggle most with when creating the setting for the new characters?

A: Ruki. Both in terms of design and personality. At first we thought of having him be on an almost equal footing with Karlheinz in terms of power and status, so basically the character who stands at the very top of the Mukami family, with everyone following his lead as they have no other choice but to acknowledge his superiority . But he’s a Do-S...We played with various ideas like that.

Q4. What did the process of creating these characters look like?

A: After settling on their visuals and personalities, we moved on to building a set image of them. I was impressed that at the time of initial recording where we would add the voices to these characters, there was already an agreement amongst the production staff about how they viewed these brothers inside their minds.

Q5. Were there any moments during the recording which left a strong impression on you?

A: I am sure everyone feels the same in this regard, but I was very much impressed by Midorikawa Hikaru (Ayato’s VA) and his ability to voice a single line in so many different ways and apply minor adjustment time after time. I was baffled how the same phrase could be voiced in so many different ways, and while this may be embarrassing to admit as part of the production staff, I felt as if I could learn a lot from him.

Q6. How did you approach the blood-sucking scenes?

A: We start by creating a fixed image inside our heads of how each character would suck someone’s blood. However, we initially opted to leave things up to the casted voice actors. We figured that if their voicing was somewhat off from how we envisioned it, we would guide them into the desired direction afterwards, but so far that has yet to happen! The voice actors seem to understand that the blood-sucking scenes are a huge selling point of the Diabolik Lovers franchise, so they anticipated on this and had already thought about which personal quirks they want to include in these scenes before the recording. Afterwards they would tell us things such as ‘I wanted to make it sound a little dirty’ or ‘I imagined ____ would suck blood like this’, showing us their effort to voice these characters while thinking about their personalities, which is why we - the production staff - were able to feel the unique traits of these boys through their performance as well, I believe. I cannot express with words just how greatful I am for everyone’s excellent voice work.

Q7. When writing the scenario’s and the character dialogue, were there any conscious changes you made from the first game?

A: In the first game, there were very little interactions between the different characters, but with the introduction of the Mukami brothers, we focused on these kind of interactions where one of the Sakamaki brothers would fight with one of the Mukami brothers. Additionally, this would allow for us to express the changes in their feelings towards the main character.

Q8. What did you struggle the most with while writing the script?

A: There were just so many different scenarios to write, I recall feeling as if there was no end to it. Every time you think you’re done adjusting one part, you have to move on to the next and by the time you’re done with that, something just doesn’t feel right about the first scenario again...This game includes many scenarios about the characters’ pasts so there would be times where we suddenly went ‘...Hold on!? I feel like the previous scene doesn’t quite make sense anymore...,’ So we’d have to go back and make sure everything remained consistent.

Q9. Which character caused you the most problems while writing the script?

A: Every single one. In case of the Sakamaki brothers, all because of the same reason. For starters, despite this being a sequel game, the intial setting remains the same as before with the main character having arrived at the Sakamaki manor, , so we were worried whether or not the audience would accept this without it feeling weird or off. The Mukami brothers are then added on top of that, so we struggled a lot expressing the wavering feelings of the main character. Each of the Mukami brothers has their own dark past and setting which we came up with beforehand, so it was very difficult to then later add the element of romance to this.

Q10. Is there a character who underwent drastic changes compared to the last game?

A: No. Although the ‘MORE, BLOOD’ games feature the Sakamaki brothers struggling with an immense ‘thirst for blood’ which is different from our previous approach, so we hope this allows the players to enjoy a different side of them.

Q11. The endings are now named ‘Vampire Ending’, ‘Manservant Ending’ and ‘Brute’ Ending. Could you tell us what kind of thought you put into these names?

A: They do each have their own fixed image attached to them. We divided them into the ‘Vampire Ending’ which is supposed to be the most natural ending. The ‘Manservant Ending’ which emphasizes the element of sadism the strongest and lastly the ‘Brute Ending’ which is the most violent. Depending on the character, there might be minor changes such as the main character developing sadistic tendencies herself or it being another character who grows violent. We hope the audience will enjoy this wide array of endings.

Q12. What are parts which have greatly improved or parts you want us to focus on in comparison to the first game?

A: My apologies for repeating myself, but it would have to be the scenarios. Also please pay attention to the upgraded sprite artwork for everyone, as well as the addition of the sprites for the brothers as children!

Q13. Why do you think the series has received such a great amount of support?

A: During the development of the first set of CDs, we made them with a specific niche audience in mind, so never did we expect the franchise would grow this large. We truly are grateful. We would like to believe that Satoi-sama’s illustration are the biggest contributor in this case. I was already acquaintanced with Satoi-sama at that point but due to certain circumstances, we weren’t able to work on a project together. However, when the development for Diabolik Lovers started, I immediately reached out to her. I believe that the way she draws these Do-S Vampires as handsome guys is what the fans enjoy the most!

Q14. Please leave a message for the fans.

A: First of all, thank you all from the bottom of my heart. If it wasn’t for you guys’ reactions, we wouldn’t have been able to deliver this much content. I won’t go as far as to tell you to continue to loving ‘DIABOLIK LOVERS’ and its characters forever...! Even if it’s somewhere in the very back of your mind, I’d be happy if you could at least hold onto the fond memories of these characters. Honestly, thank you so so much.

SECTION 2: THEIR FAVORITE EPISODES

Sakamaki brothers: Laito’s Vampire Ending. It conveys that feeling of loving someone, yet still keeping you on the edge of your seat as he doesn’t quite fully want to admit to his own feelings, even though you can tell that he does properly love the main character, which made me feel joyful inside.

Mukami brothers: Rather than one specific scene, I loved the interactions between the Mukami brothers. When they are all enjoying a meal together, they would fight over the food, or Kou would make a fuss because he wants to eat Vongole Bianco. I found it cute how they would talk in a way you’d expect from normal high school boys.

SECTION 3: SAKI ITO CHOOSES ー SITUATION-DEPENDENT CHARACTER SELECT

Who would you choose in these situations? What’s the developer’s opinion?

S1. To sleep together with?

Best: Shuu, he probably wouldn’t bother me.

Worst: Reiji, he seems like the type to get upset if you don’t keep perfectly still while sleeping.

S2. To go on a trip together with?

Best: Ruki, I feel like he would come fully prepped.

Worst: Azusa, I wouldn’t be able to enjoy my trip if I get hurt because of him.

S3. To eat together with?

Best: Shuu, I feel like our eating styles would match.

Worst: Reiji, I’d constantly feel nervous.

S4. To study with?

Best: Ruki, I feel like he’d be able to explain things in a comprehensive manner.

Worst: Laito because he might just blow air into my ear all of a sudden.

S5. To go on a date with?

Best: Kou, he probably knows all the good places so it could be fun.

Worst: Kanato, I can’t stand the thought of him suddenly lashing out at me.

S6. To play a video game with?

Best: Yuma, I feel like he wouldn’t be the best at it, but it’d still be enjoyable regardless.

Worst: Subaru, he would destroy the console!

S7. To play sports with?

Best: Kou, I can imagine his sweat sparkling in the light as it bounces off him.

Worst: Reiji, he seems stiff.

S8. To go on a drive with?

Best: Ayato, it just seems fun.

Worst: Yuma, he strikes me as a speed devil.

#diabolik lovers #dialovers #diabolik lovers translation #diabolik lovers more blood official visual fanbook #diabolik lovers interview #saki ito

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What’s the difference between a pulp hero and a super hero?

There is a common sentiment when discussing pulp heroes, when compared to superheroes, that positions the two as if they were separate by entire eras, with pulp heroes being as distinct from the superheroes as the dinosaurs are to mankind. But then again, the dinosaurs never really went away, did they?

Oh sure, they endured a great extinction, they downsized and ceded their thrones to the tiny little rats that scurried in their shadow, who then grew to become just as big, and then even bigger, but they never went away. They simply adapted into new forms and formed new ecosystems. We call them birds now.

The gap between Superman and The Shadow is merely 6 years, hardly much of a generation. There are those that argue that the Marvel and DC universes still have pulp heroes, that Batman is (or was) one, that characters like The Question and Moon Knight carry on the tradition. We have characters like Hellboy, Grendel, Tom Strong and Zack Overkill as original, modern examples of pulp characters, strongly identified as such. Venture Bros had in 2016 the best modern take on the Green Hornet. Lavender Jack is still going strong. So the idea that pulp heroes are defined solely by being old and outdated isn’t exactly true, when clearly there’s still enough gas in the tank centuries later for stories with them to be told.

Is there any meaningful distinction between pulp heroes and superheroes? If not, can we identify one?

Costume is definitely a big part of it, as Grant Morrison famously argued in his own summation. Of what he considers the big difference between the two:

“What makes the superhero more current is the performance aspect. That's what The Shadow and those other guys don't really have. Their costumes are not bright, and they don't have their initials on their chest, and everything isn't out front and popping like the superheroes. I think we can relate to that about them because in the world we live in, everyone has a constant need to be a star. I think superheroes are keyed into that parallelism. They're performers. They're rock stars, and they always have been.

And he’s right, to an extent. It’s definitely tied into the central differences between The Shadow and Batman, as I’ve elaborated. While The Shadow was far, far from the only type of pulp hero, the superhero’s costume has long been defined as THE thing that sets it apart from every other type of fictional character. At least, when it comes to American superheroes.

Because the “criteria” for superheroes is nowhere near as set in stone as some would like to believe. Our basic definition of superheroes is based around comparisons and contrasts to Superman and Batman, and how they fit into what we call “the superhero genre”. The existence of a superhero genre is, in and of itself, debatable, and any working definition for superheroes is inevitably going to have too many exceptions.

Superheroes are not defined by settings, like cowboys or spacemen, or their profession, like detectives. They can’t be defined by superpowers (Batman), a mission statement, having secret identities (Fantastic Four, Tony Stark), being good people, or good at their jobs. The costume, the closest there is to a true, defining convention, still has a considerable share of exceptions like Jack Knight’s Starman, a great deal of the X-Men who do not wear uniforms, or most superheroes created outside the US. The most basic definition of superhero is of comic book characters with iconic costumes and enhanced abilities who fight villains in shared superhero universes, but even that falls short of exceptions by including characters who are not superheroes (John Constantine and other Vertigo characters, Jonah Hex, the Punisher). Some people would call Goku or Harry Potter or Lucky Luke or Monica’s Gang superheroes, Donald Duck has literally been one. “Character with a distinctive design and unusual talents who fights evil” includes virtually every fictional hero that’s ever achieved a modicum of popularity in a visual medium.

Even telling stories with super characters doesn’t mean you’re going to be writing a superhero story (Joker). Superheroes are not defined by settings and genres, but they can inhabit just about any of them you can imagine. Horror, westerns, gritty crime drama, historical reconstruction, romance, space adventure, war stories, surrealism stories. As Morrison put it, they aren’t so much a genre as they are “a special chilli pepper-like ingredient designed to energize other genres”, part of the reason why they colonized the entire blockbuster landscape.

Aviation became a thing in the war years, so they started producing en masse aviation pulps as a subgenre. Zeppelins became popular, so they had a short-lived zeppelin subgenre. Celebrities starred in their own magazines. The American pulps were different from the German pulps, or the Italian pulps, or the Canadian pulps. In China, wuxia arose at a similar time period and with similar themes and distribution. In Brazil, we have “folhetos”, short, poetic, extremely cheap prose often written about romantic heroes and “cangaçeiros”, the closest local equivalent to the American cowboys. In Japan, “light novels” began life as pulp fiction, distributed in exactly the same format and literally sold as such. Pulp fiction has long outlived any and all attempts to define it as 30s literary fiction only.

Likewise, “pulp” and “pulp heroes” are terms employed very, very loosely. Characters like The Shadow and Doc Savage arrived quite late in the history of pulp fiction. You had characters like Jimmie Dale, Bulldog Drummond, Tarzan, Conan, a billion non-descript trenchcoat guys, and before those the likes of Nick Carter and Sexton Blake, dime novel detectives who made the jump to pulp. You had your hero pulps, villain pulps, adventure pulps, romance pulps, horror pulps, weird menace pulps. Science fiction, planetary romance, roman-era adventures, lost race adventures, anything that publishers could sell was turned into pulp stories starring, what else, pulp heroes.

How do you make sense of it all?

The main difference to consider is the mediums they were made for.

Pulp heroes were made for literature, superheroes were made for comic books.

Superheroes NEED to pop out visually, to have bold and flashy and striking designs, because comic books are visual stories first and foremost, who live and die on having attractive, catching character designs and the promise of an entertaining story with them. Pulp heroes, in turn, can often just be ordinary dudes and dudettes and anything in between in trenchcoats or evening wear or furry underwear, or masters of disguise rarely identifiable, because the only thing that needs to visually striking at first glance in a pulp magazine is the cover, so your imagination can get ready to do the rest. Smoking guns, bloody daggers, a romantic embrace, monsters hunched over ladies in peril, incendiary escapes. The characters can look like and be literally anything.

Comic books are a sequential art form where art and writing come together to tell a story, and every illustration must serve the story and vice-versa. It needs to give you an incentive to keep being visually invested in whatever’s going on. Pulp literature stays dead on the page unless animated by your expectations; you may have the illusion of submitting to an experience, but really it’s you expending your imagination to otherwise inert signals. You have to provide the colors and flashy sequences and great meaning yourself, and as a trade, you get much more text to work with in novels than you do in comic books, where the dialogue and narration are fundamentally secondary to the visual, whether it’s a superhero punching stars or a monster covered in blood.

Each art form has its strengths and weaknesses, of course, which are only accentuated when each tries to be of a different kind. There's been pulp heroes that tried making the jump to comics, and comic heroes that made the jump to literature. There’s good, even great examples, of both, but even at their best, there's always some incongruity, because that's not the medium these characters were made for.

Superheroes are characters defined by being extraordinary. The pulp heroes are too, in many cases, distinguished from their literary antecessors because they were too uncanny and weird, a middleground between the folklore/fairy tale heroes and the grounded detective and adventure characters such as Sherlock, and the later far out superheroes. But they don’t necessarily have to be extraordinary. Sometimes they can very well just be completely ordinary characters, caught in bizarre circumstances and managing them as best they can, or simply using skills available to anyone who puts in effort to do good. Often enough the extraordinary comes in the form of a bizarre villain, or a tangled conspiracy, a monster from outside the world, a unique time period. The extraordinary is there, but it doesn’t have to be in the hero.

That is, I’d argue, the other big fundamental difference between the two. "Superhero” is a name we use to define a type of character who fits an extraordinary mold, a Super Hero. It’s a genre, it can be every genre, it’s a shared universe and a stand-alone epic. There are guidelines, structures at work here. Grids, page count, illustrators. The Big Two and their domain over the concept. Academic usage of the term, standards that rule the “genre”, when it is defined as a genre. Malleable and overpowering and adaptable and timeless as the superhero may be, it’s still bound by a certain set of rules and trends.

The term “pulp hero” is a term that we use to label just about any character that happens to star in something we recognize as “pulp fiction”, even if it isn’t literally written in pulp, even if it’s decades later. It’s a “metaphor with no brakes in it”. Superheroes can be pulp heroes. The most powerless, unlucky, homeless bum can be a pulp hero, there were entire subgenres of pulp stories based on homeless protagonists or talltale stories told in bars. The cruelest villain can be a pulp hero. Boris Karloff about to stab you with a knife named Ike IS a pulp hero, and so is a space slug on a warpath (look up what happened when Lovecraft and R.E Howard collaborated).

As much as I may dislike the idea of pulp heroes largely only existing in the shadow of superheroes nowadays...that is kinda appropriate, isn’t it? Of course they are going to live and make their homes in the place where the sun doesn’t shine. Where Superman and co would never go to.

Of course the 90s reboots of these characters failed. Because they tried turning these characters into superheroes, and they are not superheroes. They can visit those world, but they don’t belong in them, or anywhere else. They live in places where the light doesn’t touch, worlds much bigger and darker and more vast than you’d ever think at first glance, worlds that we still haven’t fully discovered (over 38% of American pulps no longer exist, 14% survive in less than five scattered copies, to say nothing of all pulps and pulp heroes outside of America). Not lesser, not gone, despite having every reason to. Just different, reborn time and time again. The shadow opposites.

In short: One is represented by Superman. The other is represented by The Shadow. There are worlds far beyond those two, but when you think of the concepts, those are the ones that things always seem to come back to.

#pulp heroes #pulp fiction #pulp art #pulp essays #comic rambles #superheroes #the shadow #superman

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gear-project · 3 years ago

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Annon-Guy: Forgive me if you disagree, but how'd you feel about Goldlewis being the first DLC Character for StrIVe? Me, I considered it to be a MAJOR slap in the face! I know we got Chaos as DLC #3 and Goldlewis is a good character (although the whole Behemoth Typhoon half-circle shenanigans was overkill and unnecessary) and he's fun, but why'd we get him first instead of Choas, who's one of the two main antagonists of StrIVe along with I-No?

The "importance" of the Order in which DLC is released can sometimes be influenced by the timing of when the DLC was released, but also fan expectations and demand.

Releasing a "new character" is always going to raise the stakes and levels of excitement for a game… but the decision to "delay" when a character gets released is also important.

In the old days, fighting game rosters were mostly self-contained (meaning there was no DLC), but that also meant that the games themselves took that much longer to make… and there was more likely going to be glitches, bugs, and problems that would need to be dealt with before a game's release rather than after.

Now the concept of DLC gives developers a bit more leeway to put more effort in to making extra content, not just in terms of how long it takes for an initial release, but also in terms of fixing any problems that happen along the way.

Releasing a mysterious character "later" rather than right away is still going to build some excitement for the game.

Even if players don't know what kind of character to expect, they can at least know that this isn't just a character you get to play as… it's a character you GET TO FIGHT AGAINST.

Also, your mileage may vary on what is considered "overkill" and "unnecessary"… there's plenty of players out there who like a good challenge or technical character to overcome the nuances of.

Goldlewis is an "effort" character… meaning that you need to overcome a certain amount of effort to achieve substantial things with him.

In terms of why Chaos was released "later"… it probably has more to do with the fact they were still getting the kinks out of his design and mechanics back during development.

As you may recall, they even had to re-adjust the Faultless Defense system a bit, just to deal with Happy Chaos' bullets as projectiles.

Some characters will simply "take longer to develop" and fix than others, based on the unique properties of their attacks and hit effects, among other things.

Even Baiken's new parry had problems that needed fixing… so sometimes it takes a bit to learn what needs to be adjusted.

Of course, in general, that's what Beta Testing is for… but sometimes the Beta Testers on-hand don't discover everything, and it's then up to the gaming fanbase to help point out other issues that need fixing.

Though, even if there are issues… most often the case is that a character that is going to garner a lot of excitement upon release is usually saved for last in the roster…

I mean, why not save the best for last? It allows excitement for the game to linger that much longer, for one thing.

And for another, there's still plenty of people who don't know the finer nuances of the game, and there's always going to be players who pick a character, not knowing what to expect… and end up adoring that character as their first-ever Main.

Sometimes that sort of thing happens… so no matter what your first impressions of a character may be… there's always going to be someone who picks up that character and adapts to them like a Fish in Water.

And believe me… Goldlewis is a major threat in Tournaments right now… so that's MORE THAN ENOUGH PROOF that he's got his fans and strong players.

As for my overall opinions on DLC characters... I usually don't critique characters until I have the entire roster in my hands. I'll give impressions and initial thoughts though.

Usually it's best to wait until the game's entire roster is revealed and all updates are added to rebalance the game (i.e. let the game reach its final form) before coming to any strong conclusions.

#Goldlewis Dickinson #DLC

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manggaetteokkie · 5 years ago

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Why 2HA adaptation might not be as bad as we think...

Okay so BL novel “The Husky and His White Cat Shizun” (chinese title: “二哈和他的白猫师尊”) aka 2HA is getting a live adaption which will be called “Immortality” (“皓衣行”). I know that usually, fans of original works are less than excited about this kinds of news and with good reasons. The issue is that those who buy the IP rights to a novel simply see its popularity and think that they can profit off of it without actually trying to understand the reason behind its popularity. Too often, BL fans see themselves forced to endure any of the following: 1) sex change of one of the male leads, 2) creation of a random female love interest, 3) turning a happy end into a bad end, 4) adding a bunch of scenes unrelated to our main pair that ends up dragging the series, 5) turning romance into brotherly affection... the list goes on and on. Sometimes, companies think that as long as they film any two guys together and sell a bit of physical touching here and there, fans will jump on it like rabid dogs which... is kinda stupid because, y’know, we have eyes (and standards) too.

So obviously, with the unprecedented popularity that came with the release of The Untamed, even more producers are starting to see the potential of danmei (BL) novels and with it came an onslaught of IP rights being bought and adapted. The list is pretty extensive, with some big names that I’m sure anyone who’s even slightly in the Chinese BL novel community has heard of before. Of course, included in that list, with the casting for the leads done and filming underway, is 2HA.

Quick overview of the story for those of you that don’t know: the story is set in the POV of the “gong” (top), a character named Mo Ran (also known as Mo Weiyu) who is the disciple of Chu Wanning, the “shou” (bottom) of our story. In his original life, Mo Ran had become the Emperor of the cultivation world through slaughter and tyranny, with the only one ever coming close to stopping him being his shizun, Chu Wanning, who eventually lost his life trying to stop him. After achieving the top by committing pretty much all crimes and sins known to men, weary and tired, Mo Ran decides to take his own life and ends it all. Unexpectedly, instead of dying and going to Hell, he transmigrated to the first year he became a disciple. As a thirty-something man in the body of a teen, he decides to do things right this time around and save the one he couldn’t save the first time around. As he goes through life a second time, truth after truths reveal themselves, with the biggest surprise being that the Shizun he hated so much in his previous life, and who Mo Ran thought hated/scorned him, actually turned out to be protecting him the entire time.

Mo Ran, in his past life, was powerful, cruel, merciless and arrogant. There was nothing he could not obtain and he knew it. He was cynical, had a very jaded view of the world and was kind of unstable (lots of mood swings and temper tantrums). After his rebirth, he still maintained some of the arrogance and cynicism, but is more mischievous, confident and cheeky. He is very much like a husky, looks kind of scary and big, but can be extremely loyal to the ones he recognizes and can be a bit dumb sometimes. Chu Wanning on the other hand, is an unflappable person with a frost-like exterior, but a heart of gold. Basically, he cares a lot but it’s easier for him to look like he doesn’t than to voice his feelings. He gets embarrassed easily and covers his embarrassment using anger. He is extremely strong, likes peace and quiet, and always abides by the rules.

Their relationship is kind of complicated. Initially, Mo Ran was in love with a fellow disciple called Shi Mei (despite the word meaning junior female disciple in Chinese, it’s actually the name of a male character). In the original timeline, Shi Mei died and that was the start of Mo Ran’s decline. After his rebirth, Mo Ran decides that he will do everything in his power to prevent Shi Mei from dying again. Don’t be mistaken though, Shi Mei is NOT the male lead. You’ll see as you read more that despite being in love with Shi Mei, Mo Ran is pretty obsessed with Chu Wanning because their relationship was kind of... complicated in the original timeline.

This is pretty much the premise for the story, but do be warned that it goes much deeper and darker than what you might expect (it’s rated R-18 for a reason). So why exactly am I writing all of this? To put it simply, I just kind of want to hype up the series and its adaptation a little, or at least, pique enough interest to give the live action adaptation a chance. Not gonna lie, when I heard 2HA was getting adapted, I was pretty skeptical because how. Mo Ran and Chu Wanning had a pretty physical relationship in the pre-rebirth timeline and that’s partially where the obsession that Mo Ran feels towards Chu Wanning stems from. There’s just basically a lot of unresolved sexual tension between them throughout the novel that I simply couldn’t see getting adapted. However, after thinking about it and reevaluating things from a low-expectations-standpoint, I think it might actually be possible to film something close enough to the original work. Here are some of the factors that influenced my opinion:

First, the series is set to air for 50 episodes (just like The Untamed). Why is the number of episodes important? Because it will determine how closely the adaptation will follow the original story and how much random stuff they can fit into it. Let’s take a step back and evaluate: 2HA’s novel has 311 chapters + extras while MDZS has 113 + extras. Obviously, people might have an issue with the number of episodes (”How are you going to air the same amount of episodes for a series that’s thrice as long??”) but I think it’s a good amount. Why? Because it pretty much guarantees a solid pacing that’ll keep the story moving forward without stagnating. I don’t think there is too much to worry in terms of too much source material being cut because quite a few chapters are R-18/romantic lining scenes that would not have gotten adapted anyways. Once those get deleted, I think 50 episodes is an acceptable amount.

Second, the entire production seems to be solid. The rights were actually bought by Tencent who, if you forgot, was also responsible for The Untamed. With prior success, I believe that they now have a pretty solid idea of how things should be run. Also, the CGI and world-design team is the same one as for Ashes of Love, which has me pretty stoked because while CG in chinese dramas has always been a hit or miss, Ashes of Love is definitely amongst some of the best I’ve seen (see below for examples). (P.S. there are also rumours that Lin Hai, the one responsible for The Untamed’s OST, might be working on 2HA but this is mere speculation at this point.) Overall, 2HA is looking to be like the most high-profile and expensive BL adaption yet.

Third and finally, the casting.

Holy.

Okay.

This is what has me the most hyped.

Let’s start with Shi Mei, who will be portrayed by actress Chen Yao (or Sebrina Chen).

I know I’ve said that despite the name, Shi Mei is a male. As it turns out, likely for censorship reasons, “Immortality” could not escape from the clutches of the dreaded sex change so they went ahead and turned him into a girl. While not ideal, in my opinion, it actually works out pretty nicely here. In this case, it means that Mo Ran is in love with a female character which would further draw censorship’s attention away from the fact that Mo Ran really has a thing for his beautiful shizun. While it would have been perfect if everything could go according to source material, the fact that it’s Shi Mei that went through a sex change actually works pretty favourably in the grand scheme of things. Not to mention the actress set to play Shi Mei has some good experience acting similar roles so overall, I say that I trust her.

Next, we have Chu Wanning who will be played by Luo Yunxi (or Leo Luo).

For this character, I have no worries whatsoever. If you’re unfamiliar with this actor, I highly recommend you give Ashes of Love a try. He played the 2nd lead and ugh. He’s so good at playing beautiful and elegant characters that are forced to undergo a ton of suffering and pain. Luo Yunxi used to be a professional ballet dancer so he moves with grace and his fight scenes are amazing to watch. Also, he has great control over his facial expressions. He’s able to act out characters that suffer a lot without making them seem weak or powerless. Even the way he cries can be considered both beautiful and heartbreaking.

Finally, we have Mo Ran who will be portrayed by Chen Feiyu (or Arthur Chen).

Mo Ran is an extremely complex character. From pre-rebirth’s insanity and arrogance, to post-rebirth’s hope and reservation, to post-revelation’s love and devotion, the actor’s going to have a lot on his plate. Originally, when I first googled him, I thought that while he’d manage to pull off post-rebirth teen!Mo Ran fairly well given how clean and refreshing his face looks, he’d have a harder time pulling off pre-rebirth’s arrogance, craziness and general “hardness”. However, after seeing some costume designs and makeup edits, I think that the boy might just pull it off. Also, while the actor is nowhere near as solid as Luo Yunxi is, it seems that he’s willing to put in extra time and effort (as seen by his Weibo post about how he’d been studying the source material) to make up for it. I think that with enough dedication, he might just be able to pull it off.

(Psssst! By the way, keeping this strictly between you and me, another reason why I’m such a fan of this pair is because of the height difference. I mean just look at this?? Their height difference is pretty much bang on with the novel height difference after Mo Ran grew past Chu Wanning’s height. Not to mention, don’t tell me you see this and don’t automatically picture a the big dorky puppy following his reserved and cool master around?)

So yeah, all of this just to say that it might be okay to kind of have some expectations for 2HA. I really want to keep my own expectations down as low as possible given the amount of times we’ve been burned but I want to remain hopeful that, with the success of The Untamed, it can pave the way for better and more faithful danmei adaptations, with 2HA being one of them.

#the husky and his white cat shizun #二哈和他的白猫师尊 #2ha #immortality #皓衣行 #haoyixing #luo yunxi #chen feiyu #chen yao #leo luo #arthur chen #sebrina chen #chu wanning #mo ran #mo weiyu #long post #talking with zb

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doshmanziari · 4 years ago

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Musical Offerings for the New Year || What is “Radical Music” in 2021?

Near the end of 2020, a bunch of musicians populating a chatroom, including myself, each submitted ten minutes’ worth of our work to another musician, Chimeratio, who generously compiled it all into a set totaling nearly ten hours.¹ The work didn’t need to be new; just what we thought might best represent our abilities/style(s) and/or perhaps what we were especially pleased with. The set premiered in late January. Since I have some tentative plans for reorienting Brick By Brick this year, while not overriding its emphases, I wanted to share that music with anyone who’s interested.

I compiled the four videos into a playlist, although you can also access them individually: here (1), here (2), here (3), and here (4). If you care to, and are on a computer, you can also view the accompanying chatlog and read people’s responses from when they were listening to the live broadcast.

The compulsion for this project was sparked by excited discussions over and usage of the term “digital fusion”, most helpfully propagated by Aivi Tran, designating a computer-based body of work that for years lacked the rooftop of a commonly agreed upon genre-name. While describing my music has never been a big concern, even if it’s usually felt impossible (what, for example, is this? or this? I dunno!), I’ve appreciated how the spread and application of this term has brought together people who may have felt isolated.²

As “digital fusion” gained designative traction, I witnessed the activity in the aforementioned chatroom explode over the course of a few days. Before, a day’s discussion might’ve been a few dozen messages; now, there were dozens of messages every half-minute. This had positive and negative ramifications, the negative being that conversations often proceeded at a pace of rapidity which precluded concentrated thought. Eventually, I bowed out because the rapidity exceeded my threshold for meaningful interaction; but I was glad that significant invigoration was going on.

I wanted to share this music also because it intersects with thoughts and talks I’ve been having stemming from the question, “What is ‘radical music’ in 2021?” This was stimulated by a 2014 talk given by the writer Mark Fisher, wherein he contends that, were we to play prominent “cutting edge” music from now to people twenty years ago, very nearly none of it would be aesthetically shocking, bizarre, or revelatory (think of playing house music to an audience in the early 1960s!). Fisher also observes a trend of returning to music which once was seen as the future -- as if, deprived of a shared prograde vision, imaginations turn hazily retrograde; ergo, genres such as synthwave or albums like Daft Punk’s Random Access Memories.

It isn’t my goal here to argue about the “end of history.” Fisher’s time-travel hypothetical, however, rings loud and true to me. Visible musical radicalism has, for at least a decade, been strictly extra-musical, in the sense of songs like “This is America” or “WAP”, where one’s response is primarily to the spectacle of the music video, the performer’s identistic markers, and/or the manner in which the lyrics intersect with (mostly US-centric) ideological hotspots. Musically, there is really nothing radical here. Any vociferous condemnations or defenses of a song like “WAP” deal in moralizing reactions to semantics or imagery: how progressive or regressive is the political aspect? how propelled or repelled are we by the word “pussy”?

It would be a mistake, and simply wrong, to assert that the only music one can enjoy escapes the parameters outlined above; and my inability to coherently categorize some of my own music hardly raises that portion to the status of radicality. But the question here pertains to what is being made, and I think that if we’re going to seriously consider the nature of truly radical music today, we do need to question if such a quality can prominently exist when our hyper-fast consumerist cycle seems to forbid not just sustained, lifelong relationships to artwork but also the local, unhurried nourishment of creative gestation. Now, in my opinion, there are good, even great, examples of radical music still being made in deep Internet-burrows, and for evidence of that I would offer some of the material contained in the linked playlists. Moreover, I’d say that this quality can exist in part because these little artistic communities are so buried.

Let me share a quote that another person shared with me recently:

For culture to shift, you need pockets of isolated humanity. Since all pockets of humanity (outside of the perpetually isolated indigenous people in remote wilderness) are connected in instantaneous fashion, independent ideas aren’t allowed to ferment on their own. When you cook a meal, you have to bring ingredients together that have had time to grow, ferment, or decompose separately. A cucumber starts out as a seed, then you mix it with the soil, water and sunlight. You can’t bring the seed, soil, water and sunlight to the kitchen from the get-go. When you throw those things in to the mixture without letting them mature, the flavor cannot stand out on its own. Same thing with art and fashion. A kid in Russia can come up with a new way to dance, gets filmed on a phone, it goes viral quickly but gets lost in the morass of all of the other multitudinous forms of dance. Sure it spread far and wide, but it gets forgotten in a week. In the past, his new art form would have been confined locally, nurtured, honed, then spread geographically, creating a distinct new cultural idiosyncrasy with a strong support base. By the time it was big enough to be presented globally, it was already a cultural phenomenon locally. This isn’t possible anymore. We’re consuming too many unripened fruits.

The main impression I have here is that radical music today will, and must be, folk music. Our common idea of folkiness might be the scrappy singer strumming a guitar, but my interpretive reference rather has to do with the idea of a music being written, first of all, for one’s self, and then shared with a small-scale community, which in turn helps the artist grow at their own pace. This transcends a dependence upon image, the primacy of acoustic instrumentation, or the signaling of sincerity versus insincerity. It is a return to the valuation of outsider art, so rare nowadays. As someone who I was recently in dialogue with wrote, “Where can you find new genuine folk music? Pretty much just with your friends, imo. Even then, the global world is so influential and seeps into any crack it can find. I think vaporwave was radical and folk for a while. Grant Forbes made that music way before the world knew about it.”

Sometimes, a lot of fuss is made over what’s seen as “gatekeeping” within certain communities. It can be, depending on the context, justifiable to question and critique this behavior. At other times, the effort of maintaining a level of exclusivity, of retaining an idiosyncratic shapeliness to the communal organism, can be a legitimate attempt to protect the personal, interpersonal, and cultural aspects from the flattening effect of monoculture. Hypothetically, I welcome the Castlevania TV series and Super Smash Bros. Ultimate having introduced new and younger demographics to Castlevania. In actuality, stuff like “wholesome sad gay himbo Alucard”, image macros, and neurotic “stan” fanfiction being what’s now first associated with the series makes me want to put as much distance as possible between my interests and those latecoming impositions.

The group-terminology David Chapman uses in his essay “Geeks, MOPs, and Sociopaths in Subculture Evolution” is kinda cringey, but some of the cultural/behavioral patterns he lays out are relevant to the topic. Give it a look. If we cross his belief that “[subcultures] are no longer the primary drivers of cultural development” with our contemporary consume-and-dispose customs, we’re left with the predicament of it’s even worth attempting to bring radical/outsider art beyond its rhizomatic habitat. This is troubling, because it would mean that artistic radicality no longer might not only refuse to but cannot encompass cultural upheaval. It would be like if dance music were invented and -- instead of progressively permeating nightlife, stimulating countercultural trends, and ultimately being adapted as the basis for pop music globally -- only were listened to via headphones by a few thousand people on their own, stimulated a group meeting once a year or two, and never affected music beyond a niche-within-a-niche. That’s a very sad picture to me.

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¹ Chimeratio has also maintained an excellent blog on here dedicated to looking at videogame music written in irregular time signatures, far preceding higher-profile examinations like 8-bit Music Theory’s video on the same topic.

² For myself, creative isolation has had its uses, because it has led me down routes that are highly personalized. The isolation can be dispiriting too. Although a lot of my music is videogame-music-adjacent, almost none of it uses “authentic” technology, such as PSG synthesizers or FM synthesis; and the identification of those sounds is fairly important for recognition.

#music analysis #radicalism #digital fusion

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chaotic-tired-cat · 3 years ago

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world walker to date is one of my most favorite fanfics ever. it's so well-written! not too op, with real difficulties and plot, but still light-hearted and funny! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 i hope life smoothens out for you so we can get an update of this awesome story! :D :D :D

Aaaa thanks Anon!! This ask made me super happy - I'm glad you like World Walker and that it hit the right balance between angst and comedic moments (tbh that's one of the things that's really hard to get right). Things are still hectic but as soon as they're not that chapter is getting finished!!!

Since it might be a while, have a post-World Walker scene from the pov of a couple civilians. It was written to try out Cryptid as Izuku's hero name (/^o^)/

(Note: this scene isn't canon to World Walker and was written before I knew how the story would end.)

“Why do you even think this is going to work?” Yua hovers around Mariko’s efforts in the Denny’s parking lot, careful to avoid stepping on the complicated design taking place under Mariko’s second piece of chalk. The first one was sacrificed to ward off a raccoon. They specifically chose to do this after midnight for the ambiance, but Yua is starting to have second thoughts.

It’s very dark, and they’re both fem-presenting teenagers with emitter quirks in a deserted part of town.

This is not a good place to be.

“I got the pattern off a hero,” Mariko assures her. “You know how I was in the gym when Uravity's fight hit school, right?”

Yes, and Yua is trying desperately to forget the worst day of her life, thank you.

“Uravity and Cryptid dug me out, but it was weird, because he drew this symbol on a piece of the roof and it just- stayed. In the air. Even when nothing was supporting it.” Mariko pauses, beaming at the magic circle that’s mostly made of lines and squiggles to complete the aesthetic. One of the symbols doesn't look right. It slides out of focus, and Yua carefully steps back, because hell no.

“How is that supposed to help us summon a ghost-”

“Finished! Start filming, hurry, hurry, hurry!” Mariko drops her piece of chalk as Yua scrambles to swipe open her camera. Before Yua can stop her, Mariko has drawn a pocket knife, cut the pad of her thumb, and is smearing blood on the unsanitary parking lot ground.

Delightful.

Her hand is going to get so infected.

That’s right about when the air above the circle tears itself apart.

Mariko shrieks. Yua almost runs, then remembers herself and makes sure her phone is pointed at the sliver of starlight shining out of thin air. She knows her horror film tropes. Whatever they released into the world is taking them first, but she can at least get a video account to warn people of what they did.

Eaten by a demon or some shit. That’s a bomb-ass obituary.

Pro Hero Cryptid crashes out of the portal, one hand protectively wrapped around a bowl half-full of salad. His Uravity sweatshirt mostly obscures Froppy sweatpants, but Yua is more alarmed by the fact that Cryptid looks surprisingly human. No needle-sharp teeth, no starlit eyes. Spinach flutters to the ground around the hero in a gentle shower of greenery that nestles in his curly hair as if adding to the foliage. He stares blankly at them, then at the scribbles under his feet, before pointing a truly pissed-off look at the sky.

“Are you serious?” Cryptid yells at the city skyline. A spinach leaf falls off his shoulder. “Right in front of my salad?”

“Holy shit,” Yua whispers, and discovers that she can, in fact, be more embarrassed than the time their teacher made the whole class sing ‘Happy Birthday’ while she stood in silent mortification on a chair. “We summoned him.”

Mariko claps both hands over her mouth to keep in her laughter, eyes wide. “We really did.”

This seems to draw the hero’s attention back to them.

“You two okay? Yes? Nobody’s hurt? Oh, thank goodness.” Cryptid stabs a fork into his vegetables, shoves it into his mouth, and makes grabby hands for the chalk. Mariko passes it over with a potent mix of awe and glee.

“I am so sorry,” Yua breathes.

Mariko sniffs. “I’m not.”

“And I’m glad to be summoned,” Cryptid finishes with a sunshine-smile. He’s very… human. The wrinkled eyebrows he directs at Mariko’s chalk art do not resemble the otherworldly creature that showed up during All Might’s last battle. “Better for me to be dropped here than for y’all to get… hm. Yeah, this is good.”

Hm?

Hm??

What does ‘hm’ mean?

Yua reaches over and frantically swats at Mariko’s sweatshirt in an attempt at telepathically communicating her many, many feelings concerning accidentally summoning a hero into this godsforsaken Denny’s parking lot.

“How did you find a stasis glyph?” Cryptid mumbles around his fork.

“Copied it from you. My quirk lets me mimic actions if I see them without blinking.” Mariko peers around his shoulder at the lines taking form.

“That’s such a cool quirk,” Cryptid tells her instantly. “Do you need a clear line of sight? Is it only capable of copying real-life actions or can you use recordings? Oh, are you limited to your own flexibility and strength, or is this a mirror skill instead of a mimic? You could use that for anything, it’s a very adaptable power.”

Yua cautiously edges closer to give the camera a better angle at the ground while Mariko preens. “What are you even doing?”

“Editing. Here, look- right there, you tied it down with intent contrary to the meaning.” Cryptid shuffles over so she can see and points out a circled section. He smudges out the blurry patch.

Mariko watches eagerly as the hero replaces it with a mishmash of lines that Yua can actually make sense of. “I don’t understand any of what you just said, but hell fuckin’ yeah, you funky lil’ cryptid.”

“Oh, sorry. I get called whenever the void gets angry, and this is the language it speaks,” Cryptid says, like this makes sense. He taps the lines eagerly. “Put a stasis glyph on the ground and continents will stop shifting, which is a whole lot of bad news."

"Uh huh," Mariko says. Yua swats at her again, because there's no way she understands and going along with this for entertainment value alone is going to get them into some sort of horror movie B-Plot.

Cryptid just looks amused. "Next time you need to experiment, use a paper base instead of the concrete. It’s safer. And- is that blood?”

“Maybe,” Mariko says, partially as a dare for him to say anything because she isn’t really the type to listen to anyone, regardless of if they’re a hero. “It worked, didn’t it?”

“Huh. Yeah, you got me there.” Cryptid puts his bowl of salad on the ground and fishes around in his Uravity sweatshirt for a tiny med kit.

“Where’d we go wrong,” Mariko asks, like they are ever going to try this again. Yua hisses for her to stop and is ignored with the extreme confidence of someone determined to keep making the same continuous mistake until success is summoned through stubborn willpower alone.

“You didn’t need to hurt yourself.” Cryptid bandages her hand, slips away the medkit, and says gravely, “Blood never brings anything good.”

“Holy shit,” Yua repeats as Cryptid takes a bite of salad and goes right back to his art project like this happens every other Tuesday. Mariko glares at her, but honestly, this is the wildest thing.

The hero keeps saying things.

“Not to lecture either of you, but it’s a bad idea to mess around with unborn languages without supervision.” Cryptid hands back the chalk and takes another bite of his salad. “This stuff can blow up in your face. So, can I escort you guys anywhere? Because it’s a little dark and this isn’t exactly the safest part of town.”

That’s about when Yua realizes something under the spinach is glowing.

#Anon #Tired cat asks #World Walker #Fic snippet

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flowerfan2 · 4 years ago

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Ok friends, I’m cracking up sitting here right now, because I just took a quick trip to get bagels, came inside with the bag of bagels in my hand, and then sat down to post today’s chapter before allowing myself the reward of eating breakfast... and this is how the first line of today’s chapter begin:

David comes into the house with a bag of bagels in one hand and a tray of hot beverages in the other...

I got iced coffee instead of hot, but still, I guess it was meant to be! Hope you enjoy Chapter 15. @perryavenue is going to recognize where I got my inspiration for this one...

David x Patrick, A03, 3k this chapter, 48k so far.

Chapter 15

David comes into the house with a bag of bagels in one hand and a tray of hot beverages in the other, listening to see if Patrick is awake yet. He was hoping to surprise him with breakfast in bed. Unfortunately, sunny Saturday mornings mean long lines at the bagel place, and it all took a lot longer than he had hoped.

David deposits the bagels on the counter, spotting Patrick sitting outside on the lanai. Drinks in hand, he joins him at the table and leans over to give him a quick kiss.

“Successful trip?” Patrick asks, taking the lid off his tea and inhaling appreciatively.

“Mmm, yes. I checked several of the bagels on the way home. The French toast flavor is overrated, but they do an excellent marble rye.”

“Leave any for me?”

“Even I can’t eat a dozen bagels in half an hour. Three, maybe, although that would still be a mistake. There are plenty left for you to choose from.”

Patrick grins at him and leans back, putting his bare feet up on David’s lap. David frowns.

“What, are foot rubs before coffee incorrect?”

David mock-glares at Patrick, even though he loves these silly call-backs to their history together. “Bare feet outdoors is incorrect.”

“But there’s a swimming pool.”

“The pool is over there,” David waves his hand. “You are here, sitting at a table, eating breakfast. Not swimming.”

“Technically I was reading the news on my phone. Not eating breakfast.”

“Keep antagonizing me and there won’t be any breakfast in your future, either.”

Patrick grins at him, then removes his feet from David’s lap and goes inside to retrieve the bagels, along with plates, cream cheese and lox. Ordinarily David would insist on toasting his bagel, but these are so fresh and warm that they demand to be eaten immediately. They busy themselves with their food for a few minutes, David moaning in appreciation, mostly just to watch Patrick react.

“So, I had an idea for what we could do today.”

“Is eating a pile of bagels and then taking a nap not good enough for you?”

Patrick chuckles. “I was actually thinking of going kayaking.”

David nearly chokes on his food, and Patrick pats his back good-naturedly. “Kayaking?” He doesn’t screech, but it is a near thing. “What about me, exactly, suggests that I would want to go kayaking?”

“Come on, David. We’ve been sitting around here for weeks. I did just get the all clear from the doctor. It’ll be fun.”

David does not think for a minute that it will be fun, as kayaking will undoubtedly involve bugs, unstable vehicles, and the threat of drowning. But Patrick has been beached, so to speak, ever since his injury, and David knows it has been weighing on him.

“I don’t suppose we could go on a nice, safe hike instead?”

Patrick laughs. “We can do that another day. I called a place about a half hour from here, they have two boats available this afternoon. Just give it a try. If you hate it, we won’t stay out long.”

Much to his surprise, David does not hate it.

They show up at the launching area in their swim trunks and shirts, David with his long-sleeved swim shirt on, and Patrick with some kind of sports related jersey. Their guide makes them wear ugly life preservers, which ruin David’s look but do give him a bit of relief when it comes to his drowning concern. After a short lesson, during which Patrick asks lots of excited questions and David tries valiantly to follow along, they each get into a kayak and are pushed out into the water.

The sun is shining rather enthusiastically, and David is glad that he has sunglasses on – he even made them stop along the way to buy a cheap pair, in case they wind up in the water. Patrick bought a ridiculous strap that holds his on his head, and he’s got a ball cap on as well, so there’s not much to see of him except his lovely pale arms which David very much enjoyed slathering in sunscreen.

David pulls his attention away from Patrick and focuses on stroking his paddle through the water, trying to put the guide’s instructions into action. Patrick stays near him, offering quiet corrections, and soon they both fall into a comfortable rhythm.

David knows that he’s in better shape now than he’s been in for most of his life. Although running doesn’t do much for his upper body, at least he’s got stamina. He tries to relax and enjoy it. If he paddles just right, the kayak cuts through the water without very much effort on his part. It’s kind of neat. Soothing, even, almost like the way it feels when he gets into a groove on a run.

They aren’t out on the Gulf, as ocean kayaking is far beyond their skill level. Instead, they are making their way down an inlet of some kind, a broad waterway with docks and houses on both sides. Soon they are out in the bay, and Patrick directs them past a piling with an egret’s nest on top, over to a bristly bunch of trees at the water’s edge.

“These are mangroves,” Patrick says, indicating the dense tangle of scrubby looking trees with visible roots. “They’ve adapted to living in salt water, extracting the fresh water they need. Some of them push the salt out onto their leaves. The leaves even taste salty.”

David doesn’t ask how Patrick knows this. He’d just wind up watching him lick a leaf.

They paddle closer, and David can see into the clusters of plants, the roots and branches weaving together.

“Want to go through?”

David has no idea what Patrick is talking about, but he follows him as he kayaks around the edge of a cluster. There’s an overhang, and what looks like a tunnel into the middle of the clump of mangroves.

“Are you serious?” David asks under his breath, but Patrick is already nearing the entrance.

“Go slow,” Patrick says over his shoulder. “Try not to point into them, and if you do get stuck, just grab on carefully and lever yourself off. Remember not to overbalance.”

It’s a recipe for disaster, but David gently eases himself into the tunnel. It’s cooler and dim inside, with branches and green leaves all around him. It smells like low tide, musty and brackish. The nose of his kayak gets hung up briefly as he turns too hard in one direction and for a brief moment it lists dangerously sideways, but he takes a breath and then uses his paddle to back up a bit and set himself on a straighter path.

He catches Patrick looking back at him, having executed some kind of fancy twisting maneuver so that he can see David. “Nice paddling, David.”

They rest for a minute there, Patrick showing David how to move his paddle to make his kayak go sideways (“it’s like a figure eight”) with limited success. Then Patrick spends some time pointing out to David the difference between the red, white, and black mangroves, which doesn’t make any sense because they are all clearly green.

David doesn’t argue with him. It’s far too nice here, hidden among the curving branches with Patrick who is so clearly, uncomplicatedly happy. David will wear an ugly life jacket and take his chances with the alligators anytime if it makes Patrick smile.

After they extract themselves from the mangroves, Patrick makes them paddle into the wind in order to reach a spot where they can pull up on to the beach. It’s less pleasant than drifting in the trees, but it’s worth it when their kayaks land on a sandy shore. Patrick jumps out of his boat first, pulling the bright orange monstrosity up out of the water, and then returns to help David get out of his without tumbling over, which David very much appreciates.

They sit down and stretch their legs, Patrick continuing to chatter about the birds they saw on the way over, how he’s never seen so many of the pink ones (roseate spoonbills, they’re called, but Patrick likes to correct David, so he pretends he doesn’t remember), how they’re fortunate to see so many birds of some kind or another this time of year.

After a while David just pulls Patrick against him, and Patrick shuts up, kissing David with the taste of salt on his tongue. They make out for a while, alone on the shore, their kayaks shifting slightly as the water laps against their sterns. Patrick lies back on the sand and David hovers close, his elbow braced against the ground as his other hand slides Patrick’s sunglasses off so that he has more skin to kiss.

They can’t go too far, for obvious reasons, but it feels wonderful to kiss and cuddle in the sun.

Finally they sit up, a little shy, and Patrick takes David’s hand in his and squeezes it.

“Thanks for doing this today,” Patrick says, and David’s heart swells. It��s not such a big deal, participating in an activity just because your partner asked you to. And it really wasn’t a hardship.

“It’s fun,” he concedes.

“I didn’t think you’d agree to come.” Patrick looks away, out across the water.

David puts a hand on Patrick’s chin and turns his face towards him, until his brown eyes are locked onto his own. “You asked.” There’s very little he wouldn’t do for Patrick. He can’t quite say that out loud, but he doesn’t have to. He thinks Patrick hears it anyway.

That night David’s putting away the remains of their take-out (Thai food, purchased on the way back from their kayaking adventure) when Patrick dances over to him and presents him with a package.

“What’s this? Aside from an already opened and poorly resealed cardboard box?”

“Open it and find out.”

Inside under the blue tissue paper is a menorah, a pretty silver-plated one with a leaf and branch design. It can’t have been cheap.

“Patrick, you didn’t have to-”

“I always imagined getting you a nice menorah, when we finally had a place together. I had seen this one online, and when I realized it was Hanukkah, well. Here it is.”

David just stares at it for a moment, tongue-tied.

“Do you like it?”

He wraps his arms around Patrick and kisses him soundly. “I love it.”

It’s actually the end of Hanukkah already, so they load up the menorah with the appropriate number of candles and David mumbles what he remembers of the blessings. It’s a rather lovely moment on top of a particularly lovely day, and David has to take a minute to keep it from overwhelming him.

Patrick notices, of course, and wraps his arms around him from behind, his chin on David’s shoulder, and they breathe together for a while. When David relaxes Patrick nuzzles his ear. “Want to go to bed?”

David turns in Patrick’s arms, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth at the eager look on Patrick’s face. “Someone’s having a good day.”

Patrick captures David’s lips in a kiss, hot and insistent, and when he pulls back David is breathing hard. “Tell me you’re not.”

He shakes his head, happiness bubbling out of him. “Can’t do it.”

They make it back to the bedroom just before clothes start to come off, and soon they are naked and wrapped around each other, hands skimming over heated skin. Patrick seems to have a plan, he’s wound up and raring to go, and David loves it.

“What did you have in mind?” he asks as Patrick straddles him, holding his head in his hands and nipping along David’s jaw.

“I want you to fuck me,” Patrick says into the shell of David’s ear. “Open me up like this, and then fuck me.”

A thrum of arousal pulses through David at Patrick’s words. They’ve had a lot of sex over the past week, but Patrick hasn’t asked for this yet.

Their initial attempts at penetrative sex hadn’t gone particularly smoothly, back when they first got together. After a few mishaps they had ignored it for a while, content to turn each other on and get each other off in a variety of easier ways. David was happy to introduce Patrick to the pleasures of a really excellent blow job, and Patrick was, as always, a quick study, finding that he loved to bring David to the edge and then tease him until he was reduced to a writhing, begging mess.

And David was always quick to reassure Patrick that penetrative sex wasn’t the only way to have sex, that no matter what he thought in the past, they could make each other happy in any way they were comfortable with.

But Patrick was nothing if not determined, and so eventually they made their way back to it, first Patrick tentatively pushing into David, and later, when Patrick was in just the right mood, Patrick asking for David to do the same for him.

“You don’t have to like it,” David remembers saying to Patrick, one night when Patrick was feeling some combination of bad and nervous and embarrassed about the whole issue. “It’s okay if you don’t want to do it. It really is.”

At some point, though, something happened that changed Patrick’s mind. David’s pretty sure it had to do more with Patrick’s headspace than anything else, his gradual letting go of heteronormativity and becoming more comfortable with his view of himself as queer, but his prostrate probably factored into it as well. Afterwards Patrick clung to David like an octopus, both of them sweaty and blissed out.

“How do people not do this all the time?” Patrick asked, pressing his face into David’s neck. “How can it feel so good? Why didn’t you tell me?”

David had laughed and hugged Patrick tight, too caught up in his fiancé’s astonished joy to wonder how he was going to keep the attention of such an amazing man. It had been a very good night.

Tonight was shaping up to be even better.

Patrick holds himself over David while David finds the lube, and lets out a low moan when David reaches down and starts to press at his hole. David takes his time, circling gently, then increasing the pressure, all while Patrick moans and sways above him.

Patrick leans down to kiss him, his mouth open and trailing wetly down David’s jaw, catching on the stubble. He’s got a hand on David’s chest, and then Patrick shifts so his mouth can continue its journey, finding one of David’s nipples and sucking hard.

“God, Patrick,” David whines, just holding on to Patrick’s hips while Patrick bites at one nipple and then the other, sending sparks of electricity through his body. “Come here, let me-” David gets his fingers back where he wants them, and then he’s pressing inside, Patrick fucking his fingers.

“Ah – David – oh god, yes, there, oh-” Patrick pushes back against David’s fingers, rocking back and forth, hands grasping at David’s arm and his chest and then valiantly pulling at David’s cock, although his attention is understandably elsewhere. “Ohhhh, David, now, please, fuck me now.”

“Like this, or…?”

Patrick slides off David’s fingers and stretches out on the bed, pulling David on top of him. “Like this. Please. Now. Come on.”

David’s helpless to resist, Patrick’s big eyes pleading with him, his hands running up and down David’s arms, grabbing at his ass, squirming underneath him like he can’t wait a moment more.

“Okay, baby, okay. I’ve got you.” And he does, lubing himself up with a few quick strokes, and then positioning himself carefully between Patrick’s quivering thighs, one hand bracing himself on the bed as he slides into Patrick’s tight heat.

“David,” Patrick moans, “oh, fuck, yes.” He’s reaching for David, trying to pull him into a kiss, and it’s messy and breaks David’s rhythm and he doesn’t care, it’s so good, Patrick wanting him like this. David’s heart is slamming against his chest in time with his thrusts, and Patrick is writhing underneath him. The slick slide of their bodies feels so good, David doesn’t know how he can hold it all inside.

“Patrick, baby, I love you, I love you,” David pants out, heat pooling inside him, a familiar tightness building.

“Come on, David, oh god, come on,” Patrick pleads roughly.

David’s hips are moving frantically now, his muscles burning. He’s shaking, dripping sweat everywhere, and he’s close, he just needs to keep going a little longer, for Patrick, he can do it.

“David, I’m so close, oh god, you can, David-” Patrick gets a hand on his own cock and pulls, and David feels him, feels him quaking and shivering.

David comes with a rush of sensation, light exploding behind his eyes. Patrick is almost there too, and David gets a hand on him, both of their hands on Patrick’s cock, twisting together, over and over. Suddenly Patrick’s back arches and his whole body convulses as he comes, head thrown back in ecstasy, a long whine falling from his open mouth.

David collapses next to Patrick on the bed, turning his head to press his face against Patrick’s shoulder. Patrick drapes himself over David’s side, arm sliding over his back, nose digging into his collarbone. They lie there until the aftershocks subside, and then some, not wanting to move.

“Gonna have to change the sheets,” David finally says.

“That’s the first thing you think about, at a time like this?” Patrick teases, a shaky hand brushing David’s hair out of his face and onto his forehead.

“No, it’s not,” David says. “But it’s the first thing I can say without blushing, and I don’t have the energy for that.”

“David,” Patrick says, pressing a kiss to David’s lips, then pulling back before David has a chance to enjoy it. “Are you feeling things tonight?”

David snorts. “I’m feeling quite a lot. Seemed like you were, too.”

Patrick starts to hum <i>“Feeling Groovy”</i> and David can tell it’s coming, he can tell before Patrick even gets a whole phrase out, and he slaps a hand over Patrick’s mouth.

“For once could we finish up our lovemaking without a concert?”

Patrick is laughing against David’s hand, and he bites gently at the ball of his thumb. “Do you really want me to stop?” he asks, his breath warm against David’s skin.

“No,” David confesses, too open to argue even about this, about Patrick’s awful love songs whispered in his ears at highly inappropriate times. “I don’t want you to stop. Don’t stop any of it.”

“Deal,” Patrick says, easing David’s hand away from his mouth and wrapping him in his arms. David settles in, not caring anymore about sticky sheets and sweaty skin. All of that can wait for tomorrow. For now, he’s just going to focus on how wonderful it feels to drift off to sleep with the love of his life holding him close.

#schitt's creek #schitt's creek fic #David Rose #Patrick Brewer #kayaking #David x Patrick #sexytimes

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A Yokai Slaying Demons

Blood and Gore warning, the later will be marked with ----- before and after.

One of Kyuushi’s earlier times passing through the Tori Gate at the center of the lake behind the Kitsune Shrine landed her within a dark, dense forest. Immediately smelling blood, and hearing the clanging of what sounded like some sort of rock against metal. Within the darkness, given her improved sight at low light, she could see tracks. Both human, and inhuman, the later looking like massive humanoid feet, however.

Hiding her ears and tails away, she kept low to the ground and followed the tracks, using the sounds and the iron scent to guide her any time she lost sight of them. Eventually coming to find a very tiny clearing, where she could see a blur of movement from what looked to be a Human lunging at a massive Oni. One of dark, sickly green skin, bleeding some odd black blood. The Human himself looking just as badly damaged, one arm limp at their side, half their face coated with crimson, both legs marked with cuts and shirt torn open with his stomach tinted black.

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This man, despite how close to death she could tell he was, kept putting his all into his actions. Swinging a bright silver Katana with a roar of force to slice across the Oni’s chest. The Yokai stumbling back from the wound, giving the Human ground to lunge at them again, though this time leaping higher and setting themselves spinning rapidly. Angling their blade to slice into the Oni’s throat, as if attempting to decapitate them.

Though his blade would come too short with the Oni’s efforts to back out of range, using the moment the Human had to land again to rear back a closed fist. The muscles throughout their arm bulging as they let their fist fly forward, impacting with the Man’s chest directly, and even where Kyuushi was, almost entirely across the opening from them, she could hear the crack of the Human’s ribs breaking.

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Her eyes, in the heat of the moment, could hardly keep up with the Human’s form as they were sent flying back, partially towards where she was, but well enough past her that they would miss hitting anywhere near her. Though she could see them hit a tree a short distance from her, being sent spiraling into another, making the trunk bend and crack on impact with a crater in it’s side.

With the distance, she could just barely hear the Man gasping for breath, wheezing in pain, and she could see blood drooling out the corners of his mouth. The sight was horrid, and she couldn’t tell what she was to think of this whole situation. This being one of her earlier trips, Kyuushi didn’t have very much experience in fights, and had only just started to experience the horrors of Orth’s Abyss.

She wouldn’t be allowed too much time to think, however, hearing the Oni’s footsteps briefly approach within the clearing. Quickly taking to hiding behind the tree she was at, and holding in her breath to keep from making any noise, waiting and listening for anything from them. Only for, a moment later, the footsteps to begin once more, but this time in the opposite direction of her. Hearing the monstrous Yokai groaning as he stomps away.

Quickly Kyuushi takes the opportunity to get up from where she was hiding. Looking to the clearing just in time to see the back of the Oni becoming shrouded in darkness surrounded by the trees on the opposite end of the clearing. It was now that she would hear what sounded like the Human trying to call out to her, a raspy, weak beginnings of “Hey”. To which she turns, and makes her way to the dying man, kneeling before him with furrowed brows taking to her face.

Kyuushi wanted to help him, to make sure he lived somehow, but the way everything sounded, how he looked, even the way he smelled... it was like he was already dead. Just an after thought of who he once was, clinging onto a corpse. It was horrid to be sitting before him, watching his life fade from his eyes, but he seemed to be trying to say something. With his lungs likely filling with blood, and his throat too, however... she couldn’t understand.

All that the Kitsune would get would be the eventual shift of the arm still holding onto his Katana, as if making to hand his blade to her, and a faint word of “Hashira”. Reaching to take the blade, she would question if he was meaning he wanted her to take the blade to whatever or wherever this “Hashira” was, and he weakly managed the most subtle nod he could before his body went limp, kept up only by the tree he was embedded within the side of.

Carefully setting the sword nearby, she would begin to work on carefully removing the Man’s body from the tree. Laying him nearby, to have her hands free so she could shapeshift and begin to dig at the ground by the cracked tree. Opening a grave for the Man, so she could gently shift him inside and burry him to rest as peacefully as he could until she could manage to get his blade to this “Hashira”.

Kyuushi would travel the forest, using her senses to ensure she was going away from the Oni who’s blood still tainted the air with it’s foul scent, in hopes of exiting the forest and finding some form of civilization. She would, instead, find herself coming face to face with another Human, a Woman with a blade drawn, similar to the one she was handed, but instead of a bright silver, it was green in coloration.

Seeing her holding the blade, the Woman would come to a stop, seemingly having been chasing something initially. Though, her weapon would droop in her grip as she stared at the blade she held. Kyuushi could see the beginnings of what looked to be tears forming in the Woman’s eyes too, and quickly things fit into place.

Gently she would make her way closer, holding the blade with it’s end pointed to the ground, asking the Woman if she knew the man the Katana belonged to. According to her answer, she did indeed know the Man, and hearing Kyuushi apologize and inform her of his death was what sent the first tear rolling down her cheek. Soon followed by countless more.

Telling the Woman of what she saw, the Man’s final wish that she could understand, and of the burial she gave him, the Woman simply asked to be shown his grave. It took nearly an hour, but Kyuushi would guide her back toward the clearing, to the tree just before it, broken, looking as if it could topple, and the freshly moved earth by it’s base where she had buried the Man.

Stepping back to give the Woman room, she watched her collapse to her knees and begin to openly weep over the grave. Standing idle to the side for the time the Stranger needed before her emotions began to calm what little they could. Waiting silently further as she watches her stand, sheathe her own blade, and try to collect herself. Taking deep, long breaths, almost like she was attempting to meditate, before finally being able to turn and face Kyuushi again.

She seemed to be about to thank Kyuushi for burying the Man, who from some mumbling she had done during her weeping, seemed to have been a significant other for quite some time. Yet something stopped her, and it took a few seconds before the Kitsune caught on and followed their eyes to the blade she was holding as she lifts it to hold across both hands.

The once bright silver blade had changed color, now an odd bluish tinted grey. It was in this moment of looking over the blade that she would actually pay attention to it’s grip and handguard too, seeing a deep blue wrapping around the handle, and the guard designed to mimic the appearance of a star of sorts. Geometric shapes overlapping to create an eight-pointed star, with the blade through it’s center. The handguard’s coloration a bright silver to match that which the blade had been earlier.

Approaching Kyuushi, the Woman would set a hand over the side of the blade, stroking it gently as if in awe. When asked what happened, she explains that the blade is one of a special make using an ore with unknown properties. The blade fashioned from this ore will change colors once it’s owner takes hold of it, to match something she only referred to as a “Breathing Style” at the time. That the Man, who’s name had been Haru, had owned that blade for well over two years, and never had it change color, even though his skill matched that of so many other “Demon Slayers” around his age.

Her guess that she could give Kyuushi was that, despite being with it’s owner, the Blade felt that Haru wasn’t dedicated to any one Breathing Style enough, apparently having been trying to learn lower level techniques from every Style that he could, to wield all of them to at least an average level. Allow himself the adaptability of being able to shift from a more power focused style like Flame, to a more speed based one like Thunder. Something he had managed to an impressive degree, and utilized wonderfully in his fights.

Though the Woman would add that she had never heard of a “Nichirin Blade”, she called the sword, refusing to take a color, much less taking one when held by someone else than the Slayer it was forged for. She could understand why he wanted the Katana returned to the Hashira in the first place, but now with this development, it would be of even greater importance to have the blade taken back to them. In the same instance, however, it seemed the blade chose a new owner to wield it, in the form of Kyuushi.

After mentioning she’d likely be sticking with her for a while, the Woman would finally introduce herself as Sara, a practitioner of the Wind Style Breathing, and Demon Slayer. A little bittersweetly telling Kyuushi to follow, and guiding her out of the forest the way she had some initially. Calling to a raven once out of the dense trees, she would tell it to fly to the Hashira, tell them of Haru’s death, the Oni who killed him, and the developments with his Nichirin Blade.

The Raven cawing before it flies off, she turns her attention to Kyuushi, beginning conversation with her while they begin their travel to reach this Hashira. Exchanging more simple information, some small talk about the kind of person Haru had been, but eventually leading to Kyuushi’s curiosity of the realm. The Kitsune throwing question after question about everything that was going on to Sara.

She would learn during their travel that this Japan was under constant threat of Demons. Beings who wished nothing more than to control and consume all Humans. That, since centuries prior, there had been a group built up to counter the Demons, simply called the Demon Slayer Corps. These Demon Slayers having been the protectors of humanity ever since, and still continuing to do so even today. Within the Demon Slayers being the leading core, the Hashira, who answer to the Head of the Corps only, but handle most of the Corps actions themselves.

Sara would go on to explain how each member of the Hashira fits under a different Breathing Style, and they have pupils under them who follow in their footsteps within the same Breathing Styles. Mentioning Styles of Sun, Moon, Fire, Water, Thunder, Stone, Wind, Mist, Serpent, Insect, Flower, and Love. Though that she had also heard of a Beast Breathing Style, but that there’s only one use of it at the time.

Following up this information with a reminder that, like she said earlier, Nichirin Blades take the color corresponding with the owner’s Breathing Style, but continuing to say she’d never seen this odd blue shade that Haru’s Blade took within Kyuushi’s grasp. That if it had been a more distinct blue, it would be Water Style Breathing that Kyuushi would synergize with if she were to start training to be a Demon Slayer to make use of Haru’s blade. This color was much too pale, however, so it didn’t fit.

They would discover it’s meaning upon meeting the Hashira, however, which would only take a few days travel to get back to them. It looked like Kyuushi was going to be spending a few days within this alternate version of Japan, though she didn’t mind one bit if she was to be honest. Her fascination with new experiences and with learning about the realms she traveled to being enough drive to stay with Sara, learn what she could from her, and begin training to try and discover her Breathing Style

Kyuushi would quickly begin to find herself capable of the early stages of a technique Sara called “Total Concentration Breathing”, a method of intaking air to fill one’s body with as much as possible, allowing them to surpass their normal physical limitations. Something that, if used by high ranking Demon Slayers, could be maintained constantly throughout daily life, and make a Human able to overpower many Demons, possibly even match those of the “Twelve Kizuki”, supposedly the Demon’s equivalent of the Hashira.

Though throughout her training, Kyuushi wouldn’t begin to show signs of any Breathing Styles which Sara knew of. Instead beginning to find herself able to do various things that were wholy unexpected by either of them. Unique things like being able to sense movement of even the smallest insects within a mass radius through the disturbances they create within the air just from moving around. Being able to wield the Nichirin Blade in a reverse grip with as much strength as if she was holding it forward with both hands on it’s handle, and being able to efficiently wield it with her Tanto from her Father.

Unknown to both of them until Kyuushi’s first fight with a lower level Demon, however, would be the fact that her Tanto seemed to have similar properties to a Nichirin Blade. Being able to hinder a Demon’s regeneration, and if used to decapitate a Demon, it could kill them entirely. Making both Women wonder what the Tanto was made of, though unable to know with it’s age and it’s original crafter being long dead, as far as Kyuushi knew.

Soon after would be when they finally meet with the Hashira, presenting the blade in it’s new coloration and being told that it seemed to have chosen Kyuushi as it’s new owner. That Kyuushi wasn’t aligned with any of the standard Breathing Styles, but one of the only other practitioners of a Style which was so unique that it could vary widely from person to person, while keeping some traits across every member of it. The only known other practitioner being a young man named Inosuke.

Beast Style.

After another night together, under the Hashira’s roof no less, Sara would be sent on a mission, while Kyuushi would be instructed to continue her training. The two setting off from the Hashira’s location together, but parting after an hour or so of travel. Finally leaving Kyuushi alone, with Haru’s sword now settled in a brand new sheathe of a deep red coloration to match her hair and contrast with the blue of the grip’s wrapping. Able to return home, with her Nichirin Blade in tow, to take everything in, process it all, and record it in a journal.

All before taking some time to properly rest, reflect, and think of her plans for the future when returning to the Realm of the Hashira in the future.

Able to apply her breathing techniques beyond the realm, not to enhance her physical capabilities, sadly to her, but to help calm herself, and focus back to the present. Total Concentration Breathing now acting as a form of meditative breathing, able to relax her body, ease her stress, and calm her stiff muscles.

In visits to the Realm of the Hashira since, Kyuushi has managed to slay two more lower Demons. She has also survived an encounter alongside two other Slayers against one of the lower ranking Kizuki, .due to Hashira intervention

#The Kitsune {Kyuushi}#A Yokai Slaying Demons #Truths Among Myths {Headcanons}#Veiled Legends {Story}#Realm Specific Aspects

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