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crowmero · 4 years ago

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MCL UL final review

2020 was the year I took the resolution to make peace with MCL and the last thing I wanted to do before taking a break from the game was finishing UL season. I also wanted to follow tetrakys example just to make it more meaningful for me.

For starters I want to thank my boyfriend because he just got super interested to know more about all the games I enjoy or used to and just encouragement to keep playing if I feel like having a hour for myself to enjoy something because he knew how I was super busy and worn out with work at the time. I think he deserves credit on this because he was there supporting me in all this process and was the truly person who would hear me talk and rant about the game and hype with me at a time I didn’t have anyone to hear me because everything was complicated and some of my friends who played the game were also trying to come to terms in their own private way. It was wonderful to have someone cheering me in a positive way, to enjoy the things I wanted to have fun with without regrets. Thank you my dear!.

I feel like 2020 and 2021 have a impact in my general relationship with otome games, between some of my favorites games ending and me slowly drifting away from them. I feel like I’m not the same person that I used to be and that things have changed too, but I don’t feel bad about it. I wish eventually I could go back to many of the games that I used to enjoy but I wonder if in the future there would be another game that would make me hype so much and I that I would devote and dedicate as much of myself as I used to.

Also a lot happened since 2018 and how much hurted for all what happened with MCL. I was tired of feeling bad about it so I felt like I have to come to terms with it. I have carried a lot of weight for other things in my life but never for a game. Is the first time that something like this didn’t worked as a way to cope but more as a way to hurt us. I do wonder a lot of things but are things that probably will never know. The only thing that could have made perfect my way out from the game if that we weren't in the middle of covid and trapped at home.

All that said, let's start talking about every topic on the list below:

LIs and routes

Non-LI characters

Favourite episode

Favourite scene

Favorite Outfit and/or Favourite illustration

Conclusions

LIs and routes

Priya

Priya was my main LI and the one I was more excited about when UL launched before knowing the true about who she was replacing. I’ve get to date her and fulfilled that fantasy. This was the season were we got to know her better, apart from knowing that she was not that good with art (and working on it) and that she loved to write fiction in her free time. I loved that she got more context to her motivations on becoming a lawyer and her family past life on india.

I think for me, the flirting was subtle but it was enough to understand, or maybe was because I was into her since many others just viewed her as a good friend. But that was also actually cool for me, it was cool to have at ally, specially with the assault situation at the start of the game. She was fierce and protective and smart and caring.

But also I felt like the game keep pushing her aside or putting her in the back burner. Several times I was quite annoyed for the little time we get to spend with her (I mean, yes this was a general issue with all the LI’s since all five have to make an appearance in the short span of the episode) and the game will cheat on me when we have a good moment at her side making her run away because he needs to do/to be somewhere else.

I think since the season focused too much on Nath, Priya was one of the characters that got neglected and the sad part is that we actually had time in the last episodes that could had be filled with more trivia, more learning about her. We also didn’t get to meet her parents or family and get to know more about her past than what was said.

Hyun

Hyun is a character I didn’t expect to like on the long run but ended appreciating a lot. He become my second favorite after Priya. I think was the character that got me more confort looking at his illustrations. I wish I knew him better and I think he deserved more, it makes me feel bad that people look down on him as a character.

He is really nice! I really have a change of heart with him. I get that the game will push him onto us, but he is not bad at all. He is really thoughtful and worries about Candy and has cute details with her. Also my boyfriend is like him *shot*. I don't really get the hate on him, I think is just because he is the most normal of the love interest, thus why people find him boring or plain (because he is not a rockstar, not a bad guy, not our teacher).

So he is like "the safe guy" you choice in real life because he is not full of BS and drama, he is just normal and tame, and some people just want that, but I get that doesn't work as a fantasy for some people. He is the guy who is prepared for everything and is there for you if you need him. Still impressed to where Hyun finds the strength to organize a party after all the stress with the thesis and cook for a whole army.

Castiel

I have really few thoughts for Castiel since my Candy and him don’t liked each other much in high school and the few moments I came to feel ok with him was because he was Lysandre’s best friend (My Candy’s LI). He really changed, he become more calm and collected and overall mature while he softened his original nature. It was a surprise he was not the first to start a fight but Nathaniel. I think I was lucky to spend time with him since he was more busy with his own life and personal business.

There were really sweet moments from him like when he give us his old MP3 while we are in the infirmary, and some more chill like when we are waiting for the oral presentation at the end of the season and we share some company. We also find that he tries something with Candy if we’re not dating him, so that was unexpected and thrilling, it was a surprise he have this feelings for Candy or he wondered for her all this time. On the bad side, he tried to patronize Candy sometimes or just butt in Candy’s business with unrequested help and I’m glad Candy called him out on that.

Rayan

I don't find him creepy, I was actually interested in him because I'm almost his age and I find also interest in more older characters like him. Also I reflected that I can relate to him in some personal stuff (My thing wasn't as tragic, but I can understand him). Sadly I think his personality type is not for me and that's why I was kinda disappointed. What I was thinking that could have worked better with him is that instead of making him feel interest for our character since the start, for me would be more natural that our character makes the first move instead. So in that way, people who wanted to go for him from the start could unlock this path and players who don't want that, just carry on without worrying about him. I understand that people could change his mind over the course of the game and choosing his path from the start could be extreme, but also the option in episode 8 was not better. I don't think that an option like the one I suggest is that crazy. Overall, I don't think he was creepy, he just feel odd for me, and everything happening with him in a romantic way just didn't make sense if you're not into him, even the drama is pointless. Also It's weird because I don't feel he is the creepy type at all, he was just victim of the writers who forced everyones to be in love with Candy from the start instead of just building a relationship more naturally. But yeah, they needed to move the story quickly, no time to bother that much.

Nathaniel

While revisiting my past notes about him, I more come to the conclusion that I really hated him and his guts in this season. It was worse because this whole season focus on him and how much he changed as a person. I was forced to deal with him and... I saw that as a waste of my time and AP.

I think Candy was really reasonable with him (I clearly remember how Candy would confront him and he just will go on circles and nonsense to try to avoid giving answers while acting like a poor lost soul). I also had to put with his nasty behavior and babysitting him when things got worse like when he was stabbed. Like at some point I couldn’t care less but the game would keep shoving him on my face.

I’m surprised myself of having a heavy negative opinion about him. The sad thing is that despite my Candy being dragged in his whereabouts, being dragged for other characters like Amber (because Candy is the salt of the earth) to look for him and all the things, at the end Nath manages to disentangle himself all alone without our help or presence needed, and I understand how disappointing that was.

Like I feel sorry for the poor souls who loved Nathaniel in HS just to have a alien put on his skin and be someone completely different. I know this change also helped to bring attention to new players who love this kind of characters or he acted as a replacement for the old players in the crowd who needed to fill the gap that the old deleted characters left.

Non-LI characters

Chani was my favorite and I think was the favorite for many on this season. She became one of Candy’s BF and she also is caring, smart and supporting. I loved her own whole aesthetic and vibe, I wish I could have such a good and interesting friend like her. The episodes I enjoyed the most involved her (included all the weird trio wet dream haha) and she actually make me feel better and reassured in general while confronting all the bad arcs and misfortunes of the season. She also gift to us a pretty amulet and was one of the few extra items we got for free like in the HS times.

Yeleen was a character than for starters I really wanted to get to know better and become friends with. It makes me sad all the hate she received and also I got myself some angry person calling me out for liking her (that was awkward buddy). But i loved her developed and how she changed as a person. The bad side is that I wished we could develop a more intimate relationship with her, but I’m happy with the good influence that was Candy for her and she take the bull by the horns at the end of the season. Her farewell letter was really touching.

A side character I liked from the beginning was Morgan because he was pretty handsome and I wish we knew more about him since he was also good vibes but got eclipseted when he becomes Alexy’s boyfriend. I still remember when we though he was Kentin in the trailer.

I don’t really have positive opinions for the rest of the cast or I just really don’t care much. The other character that got a bit of redemption in my eyes was Rosa. It was hard to be friends with her because how much she changed as a person but also how much her new self contradicted with her past self. It was worse because she was there supporting and cheering my relationship with Lysander since she was dating his brother Leigh in HS but in UL was pushing me to look somewhere else. It was also weird for me to be hanging of with Leigh but not Lysander when we weren’t that close to Leigh in the past. I still believe that what happened to Rosa (the drama!) It was done so that we felt pity and sympathy for her. The thing that probably make me feel better about her was when she organized that date at the beach for my Candy and Priya, it was sweet, it was the moment when I really felt guilty about how I feel about her.

We should talk about Amber and how much of a failed and inexistent redemption arc was that? Adding that when we got on the topic of cyberbullying she got to be on the spotlight but we couldn’t talk about what happened in HS. Also she was dragged my Candy around for the sake of Nathaniel and she also give us a big scare when she faints in that bathroom stall...

Favourite episode

For some reason, Episode 11 got good grades from my part as chillest long trip (I HAVE TO TRUST MY OWN SELF ON THIS) but of course Episode 16 was second best because the sex dates (If only we didn’t have to deal with Nath at the start of the episode...)

Episode 11 really got me thinking in a lot of things and make me remember some good memories. Chani was incredible in this episode, she really cares a lot about Candy. I wish a moment to chill right now the same way Candy and Chani go out to eat sushi and to the snake room, I miss doing this kind of things before Covid hit my country and everyone. In the same way, Chani has some very wise words to offer, things right now are so crazy and been stuck at home is just making everything just worse, taking care of you mental health is difficult, social media doesn't help either (Rosa did the smart call there deleting her social media) and fandom spaces right now are not doing that well.

In general, I enjoyed how chill was everything for Candy and how she focused more on herself than the rest of the world. Like I wish she focused more on herself that in trying to save the world. All with Castiel was a trip from start to finish. All the description of the new video got me thinking in whatever video from MTV from the 2000's! I'm also surprised with how smooth he was in the scene in the apartment, was not difficult to me to imagine all the situation, and for a moment I wanted, really wanted to go his way, but since Priya is waiting for me and because I didn't expect of my HS mate to be soo into Candy, I stopped and leave. Was a interesting develope. It also got me thinking how some old classmates would think very different of me right now that from the child I was 15 years ago.

An well, we got to the Priya's moment, and... I really don't get why all that jealousy with Tara haha, my Candy is not like that at all, BUT I really wished more time with her (I know, the drama), but this episode really got us the perfect ending we didn't get in the past episode, just my Candy chilling, hugging and kissing her beloved.

When I played episode 16 at first was with Priya and later did a replay with Hyun and honestly, Hyun date was bananas! I wish I could do all the dates to see how they play because all look cool on their own way. I didn't expect my Candy to be this horny for Priya (?).

After the traumatic events in the start of the episode, we get to chill with Chani because she is such a good friend and she also craft us an amulet to protect us from all the terrible things that happen Everything gets better in our date with Priya. We celebrate that she would be able to do her bar exam and we spend the day chilling on the park chatting, but Candy falls asleep in the middle lol. Priya invite us to spend the night since her roomie left for vacation. Our Candy reveals she still owns her HS underwear (?) so she proceeds to buy new one (I know underwear is expensive but five years is a lot, those things have holes already). We cross paths with Hyun and is hilarious, he was so embarrassed lol. Back in our date, time to get really nervous. I'm loving that all this characters are now into horror (Thanks Chino!) and Priya propose to watch " The haunting of Hill House". Anyway, it was hilarious how everything played because Candy rEaLly WanT It! but at the end, Priya falls asleep and Candy is too self conscious of Priya sleeping half naked next to her that she couldn't close her eyes all night long. Then morning arrives and everything gets really hot and yeah, I didn't expect that Candy was that thirsty omg. Coolest ending.

Hyun date was bananas! I have to say it again because was so fun and cute all along: the fact that Candy surprised Hyun in the Cosy Bear since he have to work that day, that he is up to solve conflict with actual talking when we got a cheating scare, that he is a good person to helps people, even novices in online games. Yeah we also learned his weird thing for shoes that don’t reflect in his actual fashion lol. AND THE DATE! It was so hilarious that they were about to watch the wrong version of Toy Story! POOR HYUN! This dude was fucking prepared for the day, he brought everything in that magic bag, the ending was hot and satisfying, he really surprised me.

Favourite scene

NATHANIEL SHOWS IN THE MIDDLE OF CANDY’S STUDY SESSION WITH EVERYONE THERE AND PRIYA IS ABOUT TO KILL HIM BECAUSE MY CANDY CONFIDED ON HER AND NATH IS COMPLETELY CLUELESS ABOUT IT AAAAH YEAAAAW!

This was the indiscutible winner because despite there was great moments to talk about, this was the only that really make me feel actual excitement for this game (IS WEIRD I KNOW!).

Favorite Outfit and/or Favourite illustration

Illustrations

This priya Illu is one of my favorite among the rest.

This one was when I noticed Hyun’s great body.

This is illu with Priya is also very sweet too.

I felt really touched with this illu with Hyun.

Candy’s expression is so funny.

This was one of the cutes too and really funny<3

Honorable mention

I think this was one of the most controversial Illus we got and hot too.

OUTFITS

Ep 5 & 6 (and I forgot to add Ep 4!) but a big part of this season clothes were incredible.

Ep 11 & 12

Ep 15 & 20

Honorable mention

Ep 9 party!

Conclusions

Was I angry and disappointed when I started UL?

Yes

Have I made peace with it?

Yes, that’s what I wanted to achieve doing this. I also feel like there is not much I can do or think at this point, I’m kind of resigned.

Did this stop me from enjoying UL?

The “angry and disappointed” part sure played into my original run and perception of the game. I think that this was the case for many others since the wounds were open fresh at that time. But it really took me until the middle and end of the third season (!) to change my perspective (aka like 2-3 years later). I would said that after all that time what bothered me the most that was stopping my enjoyment of the game was how long it takes to play it for free and how that limits you from the whole game experience.

Would I have enjoyed it more if BV hadn’t done us so dirty?

Of course! I ended enjoying the change of tone. I do think many players were precisely looking forward to see our favorite characters in a different phase of their lives. When the company lied to us is when everything burned. I think is a matter of opinion at this point: if Lys, Armin and Kentin stayed, I wonder how people would have taken this whole season since there was a lot of negative critic and people saying that it was for the best that the old boys weren’t there because they probably would have ended totally changed like Nathaniel. They also could have ended in the back burner like the new LI’s and that also wouldn’t be fair. But I’m not sure how much of that negative critic is fueled by resentment or is biased by nostalgia since many didn’t bothered to play and just took what others were telling them without making their own opinion. For me was important to make my own opinion.

This season had their ups and downs, was hard to navigate with all the imposed changes, it was baffling to see how all the characters changed for good or bad, the dialogue options we got where I couldn’t relate at times especially at the begin, the thoughts on reflecting in all the very good things we got that also make me think I wished Lysander was around for all that.

I definitely don’t like the idea of replacing Lysander with Priya, both characters were unique in their own way and both deserved love and respect. Now that the first generation of My Candy Love ended it’s weird to be in this position were everyone is throwing a party around you in slow motion and feeling you don’t belong there because you weren’t lucky enough when picking your LI.

I was thinking on coming around at some point to play LL in the future (who knows) despite right now I don’t think I can make myself to do that and because I have the feeling that I will got more of what I got from UL. UL ending was fitting for me as a “what if...” My Candy got a different path in life where Lysander is not around and having the extra of looking forward to a happy bright future. I still sincerely wish that I could have had more than what we got.

#my candy love university life #mclul review #long post #this took a lot of me #mclul #review #mcl #cdm

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vgmrus · 4 years ago

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How It all Started, MIDIs are FUN

Hi, I’m VGMRUS aka Video Game Music Rips with Unrelated Soundfonts from youtube, as you might imagine the channel is all about ripped videogame songs with, well, unrelated soundfonts, but because that is only a name there’s also some covers and even some famitracker.

How this all started? Back in 2015 with MIDI M E M E S, specifically midi memes from Vinesauce Joel from Windows 8 destruction, he used a converter that “““converted”““ mp3 into a midi, if you know anything about midis you know why you can’t just convert a mp3 into midi since midi is kinda like a music sheet. Basically these memes about midi spiked my interest about them so I learned a bit about them and, one day I searched a bunch of midi versions of videogame songs I liked and made myself a “small” midi colection of about 50 midis (currently at 478 lol) that I renamed with the format that I’m still using today of (“nameofthegame/saga” “name of the song”), I downloaded Virtual Midi Synth and the first soundfont I could find (aka fluidr3 as recomended by VMS maker).

I liked it, it was cool

But

there was something off... something about these midis...

there was something off about some of these midis that didn’t sound quite like the original, some where really weird and bad remixes that I didn’t like

Now back then I had practically 0 music knowledge except from some Famitracker and audacity “knowledge” some months before I had from making a bunch of gameboy covers

But I knew midis were editable, so I downloaded a program called Mixcraft 7 because I saw it being used by Vinesauce Joel and he recomended it throughly and I knew it could open midis, a DAW or Digital Audio Workstation, oh god it looked very complicated, the first midi opening of an random internet fan made midi probably was only to look how the program looked and taking a look at the menus and that short of thing and how it sounded of course.

Now eventually I discovered my first midi ripper, I heard that it extracted the data straight from the rom into a midi file, which sounded AMAZING having the song sound exactly like the original because the midi uses the same data or music sheet as the original.

This ripper was GBAMusRipper, a game boy advance ripper that works on gba titles with the sappy engine,it rips all the midis of a gba rom and you can also rip the soundfont and if you play the output midis with that ripped soundfont it will sound exactly like the original but higher quality,

The output midis are NOT general midi so if you play them with a general midi soundfont they will sound awful because you need to change the instruments manually into an equivalent general midi instrument by hearing the original channel and then comparing it with the midi rip version figuring out which general midi instrument you should put

I’m not exactly sure what I tried to extract into midi first but it was either Mother 3 or Phoenix Wright 1

What I do know is that the first rip that I ever converted “sucessfully” into a general midi was the allegro from Phoenix Wright 1

It was “sucessfully” and not sucessfully because it got issues, back then I barely knew any instruments from the general midi set, specially since they were in english and in case you haven’t noticed yet It’s not my first laguage, of course I knew what a piano and a trumpet was, but I didn’t know the difference between a bass and a brass, thus in this midi what should be the bass is actually a synth brass which it’s pretty funny now that I know and I noticed it, you could say they are similar, but they really aren’t really...

Basically I was testing every general midi instrument against the original song instrument and I was trying to put the most similar sounding general midi instrument, I still do this nowadays, I recommend recording all the original music channels individually so you can compare with the midi easily, the diference is that back then I had no idea how most instruments sounded so I was literally trying every general midi instrument on the list until hopefully the original instrument sounded like the midi one, also back in the day I didn’t really record the channels separately, I’m pretty sure I would just play the original midi and it’s soundfont from the original game in a midi player and mute all but 1 channel which meant that the original wasn’t reproducible directly on the DAW mixcraft nor was it in sync with the midi I was editing, so yeah it was pretty rough, but this start made me learn how most general midi instruments sounded which it’s pretty important, nowadays I can most of the time pinpoint which exact instrument it is by just how the original sounds.

Well that is the basic gist of it, get a ripper, get a midi from that ripper, record all the original game channels 1 by 1 to compare with ripped midi

(there are several ways to do this and it depents on what system you wanna rip, for gba the easiest is to just use the midi file converter from virtualmidisynth with the sounfont of the game ripped loaded and then throw the unedited ripped midi in there and hit the 3 arrows button to activate separate file per channel recording mode)

Just and use DAW of your choice to fix up that midi with the help of the original channels into a general midi compliant state and then you can play that midi with any general midi soundfont you want, with virtualmidisynth you can even change soundfonts meawhile the midi is still playing which is pretty fun.

If you read all that congratulations, you now kind of know how to rip a midi and make it general midi yourself, have fun with that, download 14 soundfonts and try them all!

This might or might not be the last post here, we will see if I have the will to write all this amount of text again

Cheers

#midi #MIDIs #video game music #general midi

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purplesurveys · 4 years ago

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What would you say is your favorite food? Sushi. < Ahhh, this is a good one. My favorite is down to a tie: it’s either chicken curry or burgers.

What color eyes does the person you like / love have? Are they pretty? Dark brown. I’m not too sure what the second question is referring to but yeah, she and her eyes are both pretty.

What was the first television show you were obsessed with? Hi-5, omg. That show was my life in preschool and I always watched the 12 NN replay as soon as I got back home from school, back when I was still on a half-day sched. I was so hooked I remember having legit tantrums before starting Grade 1 because grade school meant full days in school and thus having to miss out on the show entirely.

Do you like Mexican food or any other foreign foods? For sure. All my favorites are Asian (Indian, Japanese, Indonesian, Chinese, etc.) but I also enjoy Italian, Mexican, Greek etc cuisines. I generally haven’t tried African cuisines but I really, really want to.

What color is the keyboard you are currently using? The keys are black with white lettering.

Do you own any of those ‘chunky’ and cute rings? Nope, not my style.

What are you planning on eating for dinner tonight if you haven’t already? I saw my dad cooking up something deep-fried; it was like his own version of katsu or something, or maybe it’s fish fillet? I’m not too sure what it is yet but I’m excited and will probably eat lots of it as I skipped all my meals and have only been running on coffee and vape all day - not good.

Do you own an iPod or MP3 player? If so, when did you get it? Technically I still do. Haven’t used it since high school. I got it when I was 10 back in ‘08; I was envious of the kids in school who had iPods, so I asked my dad to buy me one even though I wasn’t super into music at the time. Not the best kid in the world.

When was the last time someone took your picture? Last Saturday when my package came. Apparently online deliveries now require your photo to be taken upon receiving your package and I think it’s for the seller to keep track of their transactions. I’m not a big fan of the new procedure, but it’s whatevs.

Would you rather write a report or type it on a computer? Type.

What color was the last jacket or hoodie you wore? Gray.

Do you receive more compliments or insults on a daily basis? Neither, really. I haven’t been talking to people a lot; and when I do it’s for work, where I receive neither compliments nor insults.

Who is the lead actress / actor from your absolute favorite movie? Audrey Hepburn and Albert Finney, or Matt Damon and Ben Affleck.

Can you recite the alphabet backward? [continued from last night] Slowly, but I’m sure I can finish it.

Do you eat chili when you get a hotdog, or do you like it plain? We don’t do hotdogs with chili here. I generally don’t see chili much where I live and I wouldn’t call it a common dish.

Would you say it’s easy for people to make you smile or laugh? At first I thought it was, but I’m slowly realizing that it isn’t.

What would you say is your favorite cereal, if you even like it? Cookie Crisp is the only one I like. I don’t have cereal often.

When was the last time you went on vacation? Where was it? It was a quick weekend getaway to Tagaytay and then Cavite, if it counts.

How many states have you been to in your lifetime? Zero.

Do you and your friends normally say you love one another? Yep, especially with Andi and Angela.

Have you ever been an outcast at your school or anywhere else? I was definitely one in early grade school, and again in Grade 6 when both my closest friends migrated in a span of six months, and I spent nearly all my lunch periods alone. Looking back on it, I’m really glad I powered through and made it here because I truly wasn’t happy at the time.

Do you own any dresses? If so, what colors are they? I have lots of sundresses and little black dresses because I was into those for a very long time at one point. Some of them are black, obviously, but I also have dresses in blue, maroon, and olive.

Would you say you drink more pop / soda than you should? I never drink soda as I’ve always felt like I spend more time complaining about how drinking it feels like burning my tongue and throat than actually enjoying it.

Would you rather have orange juice or milk with your breakfast? Water.

How many different colors has your bedroom been painted? Just one. The walls have been white ever since we moved here 12 years ago.

Do you cuss? If so, do you ever cuss in front of your parents? I’ll slip in front of them sometimes but I never get in trouble for it anymore.

Would you ever tell your mom about the things you’ve done sexually? Our humor together can be raunchy sometimes but I don’t think I’d ever do this. I dunno if she wants to hear I’ve had sex with a girl either.

Is there anyone out there who can make you cry very easily? Yes.

What was the worst news you’ve heard this entire week? *In the last week, hearing about the typhoon’s effects in other cities didn’t feel good. This entire country is literally only getting by with donations from the private sector because the government isn’t doing shit for cities and families who got severely affected by the typhoon; it’s almost depressing to hear and read about.

Have you ever been in a car wreck? I’ve been in minor car accidents but it would be too much to call any of them car wrecks. They had all just been tiny bumps or thuds.

Do you have your ears pierced? If not, what do you have pierced? Yes, my mom had my earlobes pierced when I was an infant. I don’t plan on getting any more new ones as I’m not really into piercings.

Has anyone ever told you that they think you have ADHD? Nope.

What is your biggest pet peeve? When people reach out first via text/IM then even if I get back to them in 5–10 seconds, it takes them a long time to get back to me. It’s especially annoying if they classify it as urgent, I drop everything to reply quickly, then they end up disappearing. Like why?

Do a lot of people understand you completely? Who does exactly? No, I like keeping a wall up.

Would you say you’re really good at cooking and baking things? Haha no. But it’s something I want to be skilled in, definitely. I’d love to be able to make the food I usually just thirst over on the internet. I’m taking baby steps, like figuring out how to make certain sandwiches, but I have a long way to go before I can consider myself any good.

How is the weather outside right this second? It’s been a little cloudy this morning but it might start to get fair seeing how I’m beginning to see the sky turn blue. I’m just hoping there won’t be too much sun, period.

Do you have a lot of trees around your house? What about buildings? No buildings as I live in a gated village. We have a number of trees around, but I wouldn’t call it ‘a lot.’

Would you say either one of your parents are 'pack-rats?’ No. I have that title, and I believe I inherited it from my great-grandmother who was a bit of a pack rat herself, as I’ve been told.

Have you ever disowned anyone in your family? For what reasons? Kinda. I don’t associate with one of my uncles because he has a terrible drinking issue that he never got to permanently fix. Whenever I see him at family gatherings he just smells like stale gin or whatever it is he drinks, and it just ruins the essence of family reunions for me. As recent as Christmas Day last year he drove drunk and crashed into a car with an entire family, but as always his ass got lucky because 1) no one in the family got hurt, and 2) said family let go of the lawsuit they were planning to file against him.

Have you ever seen That 70’s Show? Do you watch it regularly? I tried watching the first episode but genuinely could not find it entertaining for the life of me. Sorry, Mila :(

If you could choose, what decade would you rather live in? I never really think about revisiting decades - they’re already behind, so what’s the point? As bad as the 2020s have been looking, I’m okay with staying here.

How often would you say you get sick? Once a year at most.

Is there anyone out there who has hurt you so much, you wish they’d die? I used to wish they would die, but I don’t feel that way anymore.

Has anyone ever called you a socio-path before? I don’t think so.

When was the last time you watched a movie in theaters? December.

Have you ever moved to a completely different state before? We’ve moved to different regions before.

Do you mind it when surveys ask you really personal questions? No. Isn’t that part of the point of surveys?

When was the last time you told someone you love them? Thursday or Friday I think, when Andi said it to me first and I said it back. I wasn’t having a good day and they were just looking out.

Which one would you like more: kiss on cheek / kiss on neck? Depends on my mood. Right now a kiss on the cheek sounds nice.

Does it bother you when people steal your stuff on MySpace? This never happened to me because I had Myspace for such a short time and I never caught it at its peak. Also, how do people steal your stuff over there? That’s pretty intriguing lmao

Do you have freckles? Do you like / dislike them? I don’t have any.

Who would you say is the best actor / or actress in your opinion? My biased ass would rally for Kate Winslet all the way, but some other great ones for me are Toni Collette, Emma Stone, Jodie Foster, and Natalie Portman.

How many times have you been drunk in your life? Many.

What would you do if the last person you kissed said they hated you? Be confused and ask them to give me a few concrete reasons. I don’t think too highly of myself, but I know I’ve never done anything to make me deserving of hate, especially with regard to us.

Do you ever think you might be pregnant? No, it has never been a worry of mine.

When was the last time you acted really immature? The weekend.

Do you enjoy watching comedies or horror movies more? Horror. I never watch comedies and the only subtype of it that I watch is romcom.

As a child, did you ever have an imaginary friend? Yeah but it lasted all of five minutes until I got bored with the concept.

Does anyone call you baby? Who would that be? No.

Can you rely on one or more people to take up for you? I have no idea what take up means. If this also means ‘stand up for me,’ then yeah I can.

#survey #surveys

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youreallyshouldtalkmore · 6 years ago

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No Adulting Allowed_Part 1

For once it’s not a Killmonger fanfic!! W00t!!

I love him too, but we need more T’Challa and M’Baku stories, if you ask me. To that end, this is a multi-chapter T’ChallaX WifeReader fanfic!

You can find the rest of the parts on my Black Panther Masterlist.

Tagged: @chaneajoyyy

Part 1

“My love, I must ask…....is this really necessary?”

You gave an exaggerated sigh as you and T’Challa walked leisurely down the long hallway that early afternoon with two Dora trailing behind you. Both of you had just finished breakfast a little while ago.

It was T’Challa rare day off yet despite that he still woke up at his customary 5am in the morning. That wouldn't have been a problem but since it was your day off as well, he ended up waking you in the process. You had to remind him that it was his day off and he was to be in bed until at least 9am, preferably sleeping as you had planned to do.

Needless to say, while you went back to sleep, T’Challa laid awake. This might not have been a problem except for the fact that you swore that his thinking was loud enough to keep end up waking you back up. To combat this, you suggested that he read a book if he was going to be up, tossing him your book from your nightstand. Not wanting to disturb you, he apt to just lay there and try to doze and rest.

However then, he quickly became fidgety, used to being up and running at this time. So, in your desperation, you gave him your mp3 player and played something that was in the realm of a soothing lullaby (on repeat..).

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This worked as T’Challa may have gotten one or two naps between 5 and 9 actually stretching it so that he didn’t even wake back up until 10:30 when you were already up.

Once T’Challa was up the two of you had breakfast. The poor King thought that he would have his usual day off so it surprised him when after breakfast he found himself walking down the hallway with your arm wrapped around his. He wasn’t quite sure where you were going although he knew that the royal garden was close by.

You didn’t answer him until you both arrived at the front of a door. He glanced at the closed door before looking at you, who released his arm and folded your own.

Looking up at him you asked, “Must you ask, again, my love? I didn’t not explain it adequately the first time?”

T’Challa rolled his eyes, “I understand that’s it’s my day off. What I don’t understand is why I cannot sit quietly in our room?”

That is what he usually did on his day off. Sitting quietly in the sitting room, attached to your bedroom. He didn’t do much but sit. Sometimes he tried to read and other times he tried to watch TV.

“T’Challa, I don’t know how much clearer this can be. You don’t sit quietly on your day off.”

T’Challa made a sound to refute you but you continued hurriedly, “Your brain still gets left in the throne room and you spend part of the day contemplating your duty. And once you’ve began to think about that then you spend the rest of the day talking about it. How is that sitting quietly? It’s very clear after several days off that you don’t unplug from work. You bring it home with you which I can understand but not on your day off. That defeats the purpose of a day off.”

T’Challa sighed. He didn't want to admit that you weren’t wrong, “Y/N, I can’t turn off completely. I’ve tried but it doesn’t work. I do worry about some things and I can’t help but to think about them.”

Your gentle touch on his arm made him look at you, “I know that…..” you murmured softly, “....Which is why I want to help you. What good is it to be physically off but not mentally? That still is not winding down as you need to. I just want to try this and see if it helps you. That’s all.”

T’Challa reluctantly nodded. At this point, he probably needed the help. He didn't want to admit that it got on his own nerves at time that he couldn’t seem to unplug. After awhile, he got used to it and accepted that it came with being a King.

“Good.” He could feel your fingers slowly inch down his arm, “Now, trust your lovely wife and give me this….” you reached down and tugged off his kimoyo beads in one fluid motion, so quick that he didn’t have time to react.

“Hold on!” T’Challa protested his eyes never leaving them as you handed them to a Dora.

“You are disconnected for the day.” you said batting his hand away that automatically reached out for the beads.

T’Challa looked back at you and crossed his arms, “We don’t have to be that disconnected”, he gripped.

“Look if anything pops off, these lovely ladies will alert us, isn’t that right?” you asked looking at the two of them.

“Of course, my Queen.” one Dora replied.

“We will be extra vigilant today, my King. Do not trouble yourself.” the other added.

T’Challa looked between the two of them before looking back at you, “Don’t you think this is a bit much?”

“My King, what call are you expecting?” you asked, “Your mother thanked me for this idea and left you in my care. Shuri begged me to take you and Okoye didn’t say in so many words but she approved as well. The council knows you are gone for the day and wouldn’t contact you anyway. And anything short of a war happening in the next 30 seconds where everyone would know about anyway thus I shall repeat, what call are you expecting? And I’m here so I don’t need to use them to contact you from across the room.”

You lifted both wrists to punctuated the fact that you weren’t wearing yours either.

T’Challa cocked his head once and looked at you with a raised eyebrow, “It seems that you’ve planned all this to the nth degree.”

“Naturally, do you expect anything less?”

T’Challa still looked troubled though.

“My King….” a Dora spoke making T’Challa look at her, “.....on behalf of your kingdom, I implore you to get some rest today.”

The other Dora nodded, “Yes, please get some rest.” she paused and glanced at her partner before looking T’Challa in the eyes, “Okoye has told us to tell you that if you don’t…...you will have to deal with her.”

You snickered.

You knew exactly what Okoye would do. She would get T’Challa up early on his day off, earlier than normal. She would have him up at 4am and they would spar. She would wear him down so much that by noon at the latest he’d be out like a light for the rest of the day and night. Actually, Okoye already expressed to you that she would put her idea in action next should this fail. You hoped it wouldn’t come to that. But if you husband needed to be knocked out to get some rest, you weren’t above giving the order.

Apparently, T’Challa must have been able to read between the lines because he held up his hands in surrender, “No, no. I’m sure whatever my wife has planned will be sufficient.”

He had the highest respect for the general and he knew that if Okoye handled it he would be missing 24 hours of his life. That was not the kind of day off he would want.

You locked your hands behind your back and batted your eyelashes up at him, “Then you will listen to the words of your sweet wife?”

T’Challa mouth twitched as he replied gravely, “I will listen.”

You clapped your hands once and chirped, “Good! Close your eyes!”

T’Challa sighed once before obeying. He felt you take his hand and heard the door open. At your insistence, he kept them close allowing you to guide him. He turned his head a little when he heard the door shut behind him.

You glance around the room once as you grinned. You let go of his hand and cried, “Okay...open!!”

T’Challa obeyed and looked around. He blinked. What he saw was a chaotic mess in his opinion. He realized now what room they were in as it was facing a section of the royal garden and had a larger window and door that you could go out of.

However that sight wasn’t what he was trying to figure out. The large room was overrun by….paper and other things he was trying to make sense of. There were a bunch of big tables in a semi-circle with art supplies littering each one.

“This is not your studio. Did you move?” he asked, not taking his eyes off the tables.

“No, I didn’t move but I created art stations for you to try. We have paper and glue and scissors. You have markers and paint. You name it and it’s probably in here.”

“I see.” Sweeping his eyes around, he saw in a corner of the room were easels with blank canvases ready to go. He spotted clay set up and a table with beads which he assumed was to make jewelry. He still wasn’t sure why there was a table full of yarn.

You were an artist, he knew but he had no idea what was going on. Once he took it in the room, he finally turned and looked at you, his eyes full of questions, hands lock behind his back.

“Today, you and me…” you first pointed to yourself and then to him, “....are going to make stuff. I have literally everything you could need or want in this room.” you finished with a sweeping gesture of the room.

He could see your eyes light up and the excitement in them. T’Challa was truly lost and but he didn’t want to hurt you feelings so he said as gently as he could, “My love, I am not an artist.”

You shrugged, “It’s not about being an artist. I don’t care if you paint or draw stick figures. Art is proven to help the brain wind down, take you away. I know that we won’t use everything in here but I didn’t know what you would like. So if you start something and you don’t like it move onto the next station. I am positive that somewhere in here is something that will help you relax.”

You struck a pose, pointing at the room, freezing in place for a moment. T’Challa gave a small laugh at your antics, although he was still dubious as his gaze sweep the room again, “You make it sound so simple.”

He felt you wrap your arms around his waist and he raised his arm to rest on your shoulders as you pleaded softly, “I just want you try. Please? If not for me, then for your kingdom. You’ve been stressed to the gills and even when we just sit around on your day off you are still back there. I just wanted to see if it helps you. If not, we will think of something else.”

T’Challa wraps his other arm around you and give you a brief hug before reaching under your chin and tilting it, “Forgive me for making you worry.” he murmured, “I will try for you. You will have to teach me though. I don’t know what to do...” He looked around the room. It seemed overwhelming to him.

You smiled up at him before reaching up placing one hand on his cheek to turn his face for you to kiss briefly, “I’m not trying to make an artist out of you. That is not the point. For now...walk around see what catches your fancy…….it’s about play. Just do what you want to do or what you think you should. There is not right or wrong way.”

T’Challa kissed you back before straightening. He looked around, “Eh...where do I start?”

You gave a gentle smile before turning him to the side of the room, “Just start there and work your way around the room.” You said pointing around in a circle.

T’Challa nodded and watched you sketch a soldier salute before bouncing off. Finally he returned to staring at a mound of clay. He stared for so long that it took him a moment before he realized that soft music was playing and looked up. Apparently you had turned some rather pleasant music, similar to the one you had him listen to earlier that morning before going to your workstation in the middle of the room facing the garden, your back to him.

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T’Challa chuckled as he shook his head rather absently before focusing back on the mound of clay. He stepped towards it and cocked his head. After a moment, he gingerly reached out and poked it as if expecting the clay to fall over. He loved pottery and the works that people did having brought several pieces himself but he never had a desire to learn to do it himself.

But thinking of you he did break off a piece of clay and formed it onto a ball in his hand. He played with it a moment or two but found he wasn’t really interested. So he placed it on the table and wiped his hands on the towel before moving on.

He was on his way to the next table when he realized that there were unopened cans of paint on the floor as well as plastic tarp. He kneeled down and looked at the paint. There were three cans of paint, a red, blue and yellow.

Standing up he stared down at the wall paint on the floor before looking up at the wall. He didn’t seriously think that you’d want him to paint on the wall did you?

T’Challa turned around needing clarification, “My love?” he called.

You looked up, swirling in your chair to face him, “You rang?”

T’Challa’s mouth twitched but he wasn’t going to get distracted. He wordlessly pointed at the wall and then the paint before going back to the wall, with an raise eyebrow.

You shrugged, “If throwing paint at a wall, helps you, then go for it. Queen Mother approves!”

T’Challa crinkled his nose, “That seems wasteful, no matter how I look at it.”

“Then move on….” you said swerving in your chair to face your work again.

The next table had a purple camera on it. With a chuckle he picked it up. It was obvious that it was old tech.

Cute and functional but old.

He knew that you used it sometimes and remembered how you operated it. Once he got it straight he looked around for something to photograph.

Naturally his eyes fell on you.

You were coloring, your lips poked out in concentration, as you swayed lightly to the music, head bobbing at random times. Though occasionally you would pause to do a little dance or jiggle to the music that was playing.

With a smirk he raised the camera and took a photo. It came out the end and he pulled it out and looked at it. You were so adorable. He glanced at you. You didn’t even notice that he had taken a photo. He moved around a little to get a better angle before snapping again. It wasn’t until he was a little closer that you finally noticed and looked up.

“T’Challa...what are you doing?” you asked with a raise eyebrow.

He laughed, “Can’t you tell? I’m taking photos….”

You gave him a stank face and before you could reply, T’Challa raised the camera snapped a shot of you. You shrieked and waved your arms, “Hey, I didn’t say for you to take photos of me. I’m not even properly dressed for this!”

Both of you were wearing matching comfortable clothes.

T’Challa shrugged, “So what? You are beautiful when you are in your natural habitat.” He gestured to the room.

He had seen similar set-up in your studio, though it didn’t have as much going on as this room did today. But he had frequently walked in to see that you were concentrating on doing something. In fact, he found it blissful to be in your studio watching you work. Most of the time he would bring some work that didn't require him to be on site in his own office. Rare times did he find himself reading a book for pleasure while you worked. The two of you had spent much time that way and he treasured those moments.

He continued with a wolfish grin, “Besides, what else in this room is there that is worth being immortalized on film?”

It took you a moment but when you did you began to sputter and flounder. T’Challa chuckled and took a photo of that as well, pulling it out and glancing at it. He found you were good for candid moments. You always had the best facial expressions.

You whined your husband’s name and folded your arms with a pout. T’Challa lifted the camera and took a photo of that as well. His eyes never moved from yours as he pulled out the photo and pocketed it with the rest. You watched, nothing moving but your eyes tracking his move as he walked over to you.

He placed the camera on the table as one hand came to rest back of your chair. His grinned as he leaned forward making you lean back, side-eyeing him.

“You are suppose to be helping me unwind mentally…….if I find you a worthy subject…..will you deny me? Surely you as a Queen you have a duty to fulfill, eh?”

You twitched. Did he serious resort to word games? You gazed at him a long moment before you finally gave a cheery response, “We aren’t royalty today, remember? King and Queen are on vacation and cannot be found, so sorry. Hang up and try again.”

In a flash, the hand from the back of your chair had come up to cup the back of your head. His lips came to hover over yours as he angled your head and you felt his hot breath, “And your husband? Would you deny your husband?”

Slowly he reached closed the space and right when he was about to kiss you, his lips smushed together making him blink as he realized that it was your palm.

He saw your laughing eyes as he pulled away smacking his lips together in annoyance.

“We ain’t gonna do that today.” you laughed.

T’Challa straightened, his shoulders sagging as he pouted, “What I can’t get a kiss today?”

“Don’t be melodramatic. I kissed you a bunch of times today but I know you. That was just a prelude.”

A slow grin formed on T’Challa’s face as he wagged his eyebrows, “Well, what if the epilogue is what I need to unwind?”

“You still trying to play?” You raised an eyebrow, “So your idea to unwind mentally is the tire yourself out physically? We could have just skipped to sparring sessions with Okoye if that was the case!”

T’Challa shook his head furiously, “No-no. Besides, it’s not the tiring out physically…..” Here he reached out and cupped your chin tilting it, “More...connecting…..I would say and it happens to be physically…..”

Your breath hitched as his voice dipped deeper and deeper with each word, “.....emotionally, psychology, spiritually…..” His thumb came up to swipe across your lips.

You were in a bit of a daze and T’Challa thought to seize this opportunity, going to lean down but you quickly swerved away from him and slid out the chair before turning it to point at him, your hands gripping the back of it.

You shook your head back and forth furiously, crouching a bit so that the chair would attempt to hide you, “I will not be apart of this conspiracy!!” you cried, “No. No and no. We will not have it. I’m more concerned about your brain right now not your libido.

T’Challa shrugged as he picked up the camera, “Alright, fine. If that is what you wish.”

You hissed at him and he took a photo of that with a grin before walking off.

“Ya!” you snapped making him chuckle as he pulled out the photo.

“So cute, my love!” he waved the photo around, “My wife has a myriad of expressions. How can I not want to capture them? And I would love to capture other things as well if you wish to be my subject.”

You pouted as you settled in your chair, “Boy, are you still trying to play!”

“Rain check then?” T’Challa pressed.

He quite liked the idea he was developing in his head. Involving this camera and your bedroom. And that dress that was only for his eyes only….

You sighed resigned, “If I say yes, will you go away?”

T’Challa nodded like a little boy.

“Yes, now…...go away...” You turned back to your work as it punctuated your words, effectively ending the conversation.

T’Challa grinned, “I will hold you to that then.”

Camera in hand, T’Challa moved to the next table in line, which for the most part had piles of magazines. He saw a book and opened it realizing it was a blank sketchbook. Scissors and glue was also a part of this display. He also noticed that there was tape and paper with designs on them as well nice sizeable pieces of cardstock paper.

“I’m not sure what is requires of this set-up….” he spoke out-loud.

You looked up at the table he was at this time, “Oh, scrapbooking, collaging. You take photos and pictures and arrange them in a book or a piece of paper. That’s the bare basics of it really. You can be as simple or complex as you like.”

“Hm.” T’Challa grunted to himself before pulling a magazine and opening it.

After a few minutes of silence you looked up to check on your husband to find that he has sat himself at the collage table and currently was playing with collaging. You noticed he was also playing with the photos that he had taken of you. You smiled happy to see such a sight before returning to your copic markers.

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ingridpaquette-blog · 5 years ago

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wonderfulworldofmichaelford · 6 years ago

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Michael After Midnight: Movie 43

I want you all to know I sat at my computer for many minutes trying desperately and ultimately failing to find some way to talk about anthology or sketch comedy films. I kept trying to come up with some comparisons to how well the horror genre handles these kinds of films (for the most part anyway). And I was totally going to come up with some brilliant, cutting lead in to talking about the black hole of talent known as Movie 43.

Sorry to disappoint you all. It’s a sentiment I share with just about every single actor in this film.

Movie 43 is a sketch comedy film, though honestly the “comedy” part should be in quotations because it takes a mind heavily impaired by illicit substances to find humor in this film. And look, I’m no comedic prude; I get a laugh out of stuff like Freddy Got Fingered, I’m not so snooty I’m above Scary Movie or getting a chuckle out of Step Brothers, I’m not only in to high concept British comedies or anything. But this, this really is bad on a level that even The ABCs of Death wasn’t, because as disgusting, vomit-inducingly bad as that film was, at least it was full of no-name actors with nothing to lose and no dignity to begin with seeing as they were in The ABCs of Death. This movie is not only stuffed to the brim with famous actors and actresses, most of them were roped into appearing in this out of strict contractual obligation rather than any real desire to be in the film. A lot of actors just got sucked in and guilted, only a small handful of them even showed up to the premier, and only Stephen Marchant has anything nice to say about being in the movie. Everyone else has at least enough dignity to be ashamed of their involvement.

I guess there’s no sense in prolonging this: let’s take a look at one of the most abysmal comedies of the modern age:

The Pitch: This is the framing device that is used for the US cut of the film, and thus the framing device I saw, in which a disgraced movie director played by Randy Quaid pitches his numerous shitty ideas to a producer, with said shitty ideas being all the sketches in this film. So basically, what you’re watching is what I can only assume was the actual pitch for this movie, and thus it sucks. There is nothing entertaining about this framing device; it really says something when the international version’s framing device, where kids look for a banned movie on the internet, sounds a lot better as a framing device.

The Catch: So apparently this was the first sketch filed, and it was used to sucker other celebs into joining the film. And I mean, it has Hugh Jackman and Kate Winslet, and who wouldn’t want to be in a movie with those two? Well, when Hugh Jackman has testicles dangling from his neck, I sure wouldn’t. This isn’t really the worst sketch because of its content, but it is awful because it just hurts so much to see something so embarrassing. You feel so bad for Jackman for having those fake testicles on his neck, and you feel bad for Kate Winslet for having to act through this with Jackman. It honestly makes me depressed just thinking about it.

Homeschooled: This is probably one of the few sketches in the film that actually approaches being amusing. In it, parents played by Naomi Watts and Liev Schreiber talk to another couple about how they homeschooled their kid, and how they made his homeschooling feel like authentic high school, complete with the parents bullying, hazing, and just making their poor son’s life into a living hell. All these jokes are pretty standard and basic, and of course they gotta throw in some incest jokes too and top everything off with some Oedipal imagery, but it could have been worse. Really, when it comes to this film, “could have been worse” is the best you can ask for.

The Proposition: Have you ever wanted to see Chris Pratt’s ex-wife ask him to take a shit on her? No? Well congratulations, fucker! You’re a normal, functioning human being, and not either of the writers for this shitty segment. This segment ends with Chris Pratt being hit by a car, exploding in a massive shit tsunami, and then his girlfriend finally accepts his proposal. What a load.

Veronica: Out of the entire movie, this might be the most inoffensive clip of the bunch; it’s not funny or anything, but it’s at least not as tacky and offensive as the others. I guess it helps that Emma Stone and Kieran Culkin are just really hamming it up for this one, as if they know they’re in a terrible bastardization of an indie movie scene and just want to make the whole thing look as dumb as possible. It’s not a good sketch, but it’s almost okay.

iBabe: So there’s this new life-sized nude replica of a woman you can use as an MP3 player. The fan was place din a certain spot that’s causing problems. Can you guess the spot, and the problem? If you’re the age of twelve or older, you sure can, and if you can, there’s really no reason to watch this pointless sketch.

Superhero Speed Dating: Batman is a dick to Robin. Tee hee. What a funny fucking joke. Next.

Machine Ki- Ok you know what? Fuck it. I am talking about the fucking speed dating segment, because it is just such an obnoxious, unfunny joke. Batman is just rude, condescending, and worst of all a total cockblock who doesn’t respect his partner, which is the sort of thing you see a lot in parodies of Batman mythos. And it’s just so… totally opposite of what Batman is, it doesn’t really subvert his relationship with Robin in a funny way either, it’s just “Haha what if Batman was a dick to his student?” And it’s just not funny. It’s lame, it’s lazy, and it’s a sign of someone with an extremely shallow knowledge of Batman.

Anyway…

Machine Kids: So it was kind of supposed to just be a joke, interrupting this segment to rant about the last one, but there is honestly just nothing I can say about this one. It’s a sketch that exists, I guess? It’s not particularly funny, it’s just something that’s real.

Middleschool Date: You know what’s really funny? Girls getting their periods. That’s the entire joke of this segment. If you don’t think girls getting their periods and teens freaking out over not understanding basic life facts is funny, this won’t amuse you. It also has a rather nonsensical ending, which certainly doesn’t help it out much.

Happy Birthday: This is it. This is the sketch that most closely approaches the realm of being funny. It’s about a guy catching a leprechaun for his buddy’s birthday, but the leprechaun is an obscene, nasty little bastard. It’s funny seeing Gerard Butler play a leprechaun, the joke is okay, the sketch doesn’t really overstay its welcome, and it has a juvenile but kinda amusing punchline. Maybe it’s just because everything else in the movie is so bad, but this one just isn’t really one I can muster a lot of hate for.

Truth or Dare: Halle Berry and Stephen Marchant go on a date and begin playing, well, truth or dare, and soon enough things go from risque to downright insane. If you’ve ever wanted to see Halle Berry make guacamole with a prosthetic boob, well, here you are. I feel it’s not worth it considering how nasty and disturbing the end is, but Marchant sure is unashamedly proud of being in a sketch with Halle Berry.

Victory’s Glory: This one is just boring and filled with bland stereotyping. It’s one you’ll forget exists as soon as it’s over.

Beezle: In the midst of the credits, we see how far James Gunn has come as a creator when we are subjected to this edgy piece of garbage he created. It’s about a girl who thinks her boyfriend’s animated cat is trying to sabotage her relationship, which he is. It has sodomy, brutal murder, bestiality, all that charming stuff from the man who brought us Guardians of the Galaxy. I guess this really is good as a showcase of how far he has come as a writer and director, because this ain’t Guardians, it ain’t Slither, and most importantly it ain’t good.

So… yeah. As you can see, there’s really nothing of value to be found here. Like yes, there’s an okay sketch in the middle of all this, but there were some passable ones in The ABCs of Death, and that movie was still shit. I’m sure you’re expecting some witty summation of this movie and its flaws, maybe a reiteration of how depressing it is to see so much talent wasted for unfunny jokes, maybe some sort of comedic take on all this garbage.

Well, that’s not happening. Even thinking about this stupid movie for this long has sapped my strength. I’m going to lie down. Fuck this movie.

#Michael After Midnight #Review #Movie review #Movie 43 #comedy #sketch comedy

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oveliagirlhaditright · 3 years ago

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Chapter Two of my Winx Club story:)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29434017/chapters/83442574

Chapter Two

Aisha's PoV

Aisha had always thought that magic, if it did exist, should find a way to co-exist with technology. Even though she had an affinity for water—and thus sometimes she and technology did not mix at all—she did still felt this way.

Perhaps it was because she'd thought when she was young, that she had some magic over water when it came out of the pipes. After all, if one had their hands under something and water ran over them, a child would think it was their limbs that were creating the substance, wouldn't they?

Aisha was having these kinds of thoughts while she was in class right now… as she dreamed that she could actually make something of her life. Aisha wanted to do something both practical and dreamy, so she could always make ends meet, but also not want to die in a career that she hated.

And, of course… it would be when she thought she was maybe finding her answer, about what field she should go into, that one of the rooms nearby would burst into flame, so that she and everyone else would have to swiftly evacuate their classroom!

Aisha did just that, making sure to aid any student who might have fallen in their distress to get out of the building.

It was then that she saw him, as they all got to the designated meeting place the school had set up, in case there was ever a fire there.

He looked to Aisha what a prince might have, in some alternate universe. Because he looked well-put-together, which was what made Aisha think of a royal or nobleman, but he was also rocking dreadlocks and an MP3 player playing loud rock music; and thos parts were what made Aisha think he could have been royal in an alternate universe. Not this one.

He was also certainly attractive. And Aisha was smitten, despite herself.

And the man must have seen that Aisha hadn’t quite made it across the street yet, because he linked Aisha's arm with his own and pulled her as far away from the fire as she could be in this meeting location.

And yes, Aisha thought she may have just been falling in love.

Aisha and the man parted ways for a little bit, so Aisha could go to her teacher doing roll call, but he found her again a little while later.

And then somehow and some way, he asked the questions of Aisha’s dreams! "Do you want to start a business with me?" And this made Aisha do a double-take, because she probably did... but how would he have guessed that, and why was he singling her out in particular But more importantly: "You ask someone that right after a fire?!"

"I saw you went back to help the others in this disaster. And if that doesn’t speak of your character, I don’t know what does. So, what do you say? I’m Nabu, by the way.”

And, dangit. Nabu was smiling at Aisha now—far too prettily, while he seemed to be thanking her for having a good heart—and there was really only one thing she could say to this, wasn’t there?

Since fate had finally seemed to find a way to make her dreams come true, when she was so indecisive.

Aisha stuck her hand out and shook Nabu’s, grinning herself now. “Sure. Why not? Let’s give it a go!”

Musa's PoV

Musa had always known that music could have a powerful effect on people. She had grown up watching Phantom of the Opera, after all, so such a belief had been instilled in her at a young age. Though she didn't go as far as to think music could necessarily hypnotize someone like that musical said, she did think that music could be one of the most seductive things out there, and so much more.

Like right now, when Musa was working at the grocery store, she knew that the slow jazz being played was to entice buyers to slow down and relax so they'd want to buy more. And while Musa hated that manipulative marketing strategy, she still had to respect that someone had figured that all out...

And that was even the real reason as to why she worked at "Gobble Up Groceries". Aside from the fact she needed the money, she was hoping she could figure out the reverse of that, almost: the type of music one could play in a store, so they wouldn't lose all of their hard-earned cash—but that the companies wouldn't realize was too different from their normal music they played here, and that Musa had played them—but still bought just enough so the shops could stay in business. Because, at the end of the day, Musa was nothing but someone who cared deeply about people.

And it was when she was doing more research on this subject, that she saw the crash site on the TV. It seemed a train had escaped its track, and caught fire! Two people had survived forensics was finding out, but they had disappeared into the ether right afterwards.

And if that wasn’t just spooky to Musa. She also had a thing for ghost stories, murder mysteries (though she was praying this wasn’t one of those), and anything like that. And there was a part of her that wanted to go to where this disaster had happened—not too far from her home, surprisingly enough—and see if she could figure this all out for herself.

Musa thought that maybe she could commune with the dead via her music, too, and that maybe some phantoms out there might be able to tell her what happened to the two missing survivors, this way.

After all… if ghosts would talk to people over a Ouija board, how much moreso might they be drawn into someone singing for them, since music was the ultimate kind of sublime communication that had been invented by the gods?

“Musa,” Brandon, Musa’s co-worker, spoke to Musa now, with an accusing lilt in his voice, but it was all in good fun. “You look like you’re about to jump into the Mystery Machine and do some investigating, Scooby-Doo style. And if you’re going to do that… mind if I go with you? You know I love danger, too, and I want to make sure you stay safe.”

And bless Brandon right now. He was trying to fix the bottom tray of her cash register—that held all the money, of course—that had gotten wopperjawed lately.

And it was that, more than anything else—that he was a good friend—that had Musa agreeing with him, since she didn’t need his protection or anything like that. “If you want to,” Musa beamed at him. “We could probably convince Vanessa to let us go nos, since it’s Christmas Eve and I don’t think anyone else is coming in tonight.”

Sure enough, Vanessa was an angel and did just that—and she made both of them promise to enjoy their Christmas more than they worried about the store these few Holiday days, before she bid them adieu.

Tecna’s PoV

Tecna, like her name made her sound (and her parents must have been psychic to call such a thing, she thought now), loved technology more than anything.

At the young age of eight, she’d been able to hack into government databases, just for fun, and had then been recruited by the CIA when she turned eighteen: the states had been willing to let bygones be bygones, as long as she worked for them. And she had, of course, in not seeing another way out then.

Though Tecna had left them a year ago, when she was twenty-one. And there were days that she certainly thought that the agency might try to burn her or kill her, in thinking she was too much of a threat.

But for now… they seemed content to let her be, since she was the best of the best and would freelance for them sometimes, when they really needed her once more.

What Tecna really cared about, though, was Global Warming. And trying to get the world to go green, so they might serve the Earth.

Tecna wished that she could just tell the U.S. to trust her when it came to this, since she had saved their lives numerous times and would with this, too, if they just listened.

But she knew that such a thing would be impossible, of course.

Sometimes, Tecna hated the need for secrecy so very much.

So, even though it wasn’t her cup of tea, she was trying to see if she could find a way design more efficient solar-powered windmills, here in her studio.

Tecna was currently on the phone with her boyfriend Timmy, who was telling her what sort of outfit she’d need to wear if she wanted to schmooze at this event with him tonight, to try to make her voice heard.

And… she was somewhat a contradictory person… because while she knew she was pretty and could clean up well—and would look more than fine, in this slinky dark blue dress, bordering on black—sometimes she wished that she… wasn’t this smart: that she wasn’t who she was, since the world didn’t think that “nerdy” and “lovely” went hand-in-hand.

And sometimes, Tecna wondered if she wouldn’t have been happier, if she hadn’t been born with such a big brain, but there was nothing she could do about it now. Was there?

“Anyway, Timmy,” Tecna joked now. “We’d better find a way to save this world, before fairies from the woodlands kill us all for destroying their homes—and for what we’ve done to the planet as a whole—like I read about in that children’s book when I was young.”

#winx club #au #alternate universe #fanfiction #updating and growing #mine #my work #shanna writes

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tinkdw · 7 years ago

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Mixtapes are Romantic

We all know it, everyone who recognises a trope knows it. @margarittet and I just wanted to catalogue a few obvious ones in one place to put this to rest.

So what is a trope?

It’s an agreed-upon narrative, an archetypal, recognisable reading of a story or situation, a kind of narrative stereotype. Tvtropes says “tropes are devices and conventions that a writer can reasonably rely on as being present in the audience members' minds and expectations”.

So essentially a trope is a way for a writer to tell the audience something, something important that they want to get across without saying blatantly out loud... yet. They have pay off but in the mean time it’s a means to convey the authors INTENT and for the audience to be prepared when the pay off happens without being surprised.

Examples of tropes in Supernatural:

- The cough of death. If you just cough once on screen, you’re gonna die (or at the very least it’s showing there’s a BIG health issue at hand) eg. Karen. It’s not like coughing irl. This is a long running laughed about trope in hospital dramas, you come in with an unknown cancerous tumour that should definitely kill you, you are cured and live! BUT the guy in the bed next to you who thought he was just there for a check up coughs once and he’s the one who dies.

- Love nostalgia songs. Dean singing along to “can’t fight this feeling” as a romantic link to Jo with lyrics “what started out as friendship has grown stronger”. Dean later singing along to “all outta love” as a romantic link to Cas after his death where he now feels huge guilt with lyrics “I’m so lost without you, I know you were right believing for so long, what am I without you, it cant be too late to say that I was so wrong”.

- Redemption = Death. As soon as “bad guy” Crowley saved Cas in 12x12 and seemed on a path to bettering himself/redemption. DEAD. It’s a standard semi-villain trope, eg. Darth Vader.

- Sadness Tropes. Depression, lack of sense of belonging etc. When Cas in early season 11 had a meltdown the flashbacks are a PTSD trope. It’s thus clear his depression is going to have a key role in the story. It led directly to saying yes to Lucifer after this was exposed further by Ambriel, but the earlier meltdown is the set up trope.

- Longing looks and held gazes. Need I say more.

- The male gaze. The 8x07 gaze trope as Cas exits the bathroom and Dean has a full body and face reaction.

- Star crossed lovers. Lovers who are told they cannot be together. Usually due to fate, duty, family, cultural norms, or, for example sacred oaths... something will always be in the way, until it isn’t or they die.

These are standard tropes of storytelling, they pay off. The trope is there to show us the author’s intent to do so. So mixtapes, what do they tell us?

Let’s set the scene with what I believe is the most succinct quote below:

“Maybe I need some kind of a gesture. You know, something that says we’re moving forward without having to talk about it...” “A mixtape?”

1. High Fidelity - of course is the place to start, Rob making Laura a mixtape to show how he feels (romantic love of course).

“the making of a good compilation tape is a very subtle art. Many do’s and don’ts. First of all, you’re using someone else’s poetry to express how you feel. This is a delicate thing.”

2. Bring it On - This is my favourite, cos hey, I grew up with this movie :) So Cliff gives Torrance a mixtape to show he’s crushing on her and I shit you not the lyrics repeated over and over again are “you’re what I need!”:

“Cliff makes Torrance a mixtape that even by 2000 standards would have been outdated technology, to say nothing of the fact that all these characters would have been listening to their music in MP3 form in just a few months. Still, in movies and in real life, mixtapes have special properties, and this one gives Torrance the drive to push through the final leg of the story. It’s a lot more romantic than, say, giving someone a thumbdrive” - People Magazine

“Even by 2000 standards”. Yep 17 YEARS later it’s even better, especially when the recipient doesn't even have a tape player in their car so it’s literally JUST a trope for the trope’s sake. They could have given Cas any excuse to talk to Dean, he could have asked for his phone to be charged, his car to be fixed to get Dean out of his room, whatever, it could have been a borrowed tape that was clearly Dean’s and not a gift. Anyway he didn’t even need an excuse, he could have just gone to talk to him as buddies/brothers would after the heated exchange earlier, they’ve talked in his room before, there was no plot narrative NEED for the gift of a romantic trope mixtape (of crotch rock music that is already associated with love interests, Jo saying that’s how men think they get into her panties and John/Mary) ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

3. Friends - 8x11 The one with Ross’s step forward.

Ross says: “Maybe I need some kind of a gesture. You know, something that says we're moving forward without having to talk about it.”

Rachel & Phoebe tell Ross to give her a mixtape ;)

4. Friends - Monica & Chandler and Chandler & Janice. A mixtape is seen as a romantic gesture twice in one episode. It’s undeniably romantic.

5. Family Guy - 4x08. Stewie comically makes a mixtape for his crush (the babysitter) because it’s such a recognisable trope.

6. Guardians of the Galaxy - I keep seeing this used as an anti argument and it’s kinda hilarious as there’s one instance of it as a platonic parent-child gift but everything else around it is 100% romantic and it’s use is overtly romantic for the protagonist. It’s a platonic sandwich (starlord-mom) between two bits of romantic bread (mom-dad and Starlord-Gamorrah). It represents the love of his mom for his dad, her gift is a legacy of that love that she then gifts to her child. Starlord then in GotG 2 uses it to woo Gamorrah, thus reinstating the original romantic meaning of the mixtape and it’s music in the movie.

7. No Strings Attached - As Adam’s feelings becomes more obviously romantic, he’s jealous of others and wants to take it to the next level, he gifts her a mixCD because it’s 2011 and a mixtape would be so outdated and too obvious a cliché for even this tacky romcom.... uhhhh ;)

Emma: “Adam, did you make me a period mix?” Friend: “That’s so romantic!”

*Tink stares into the camera*

8. Cuban Fury - Bruce makes Julia a mixtape to show her how he feels (hint, it’s romatic, shocker I know!), he is kind and respectful of her. This is directly compared with Drew who also is vying for her attentions but does so in a sleazy and patronising way. The mixtape represents his romantic feelings and the time, thought and effort that went into making it, showcasing him as a caring person who cares for her in particular.

So yeah, mixtapes are romantic. They’re consistently romantic and used as a “moving this relationship to the next level, trying to tell you how I feel without saying it out loud” trope.

It’s so weird that they’d use a romance trope here though right? There’s been no reason to read the two of them as written as a love story for 9 years. It’s so out of the blue! No-one has noticed this before now! I’M SHOCKED AT THIS UNFORSEEN TURN OF EVENTS.

If only there were other indications that this was just a part of the consistent theme between Dean and Cas, that it felt like the author intent in season 12 was to show us “you know, something that says we’re moving forward without having to talk about it”...oh wait ;)

I feel like this is enough, there’s no need to flog a dead horse after all. It’s a romance trope. Some lovely people did send me more though so they’re below the cut :)

- https://youtu.be/b-Uztuhzedc - mixtape puppet musical, I didn’t know I needed this til I saw it :p - Nick & Norah’s infinite playlist - Not another teen movie - The perks of being a wallflower - Juno - Without a Paddle - The secret life of Walter Mitty - Boogie Nights

#mixtape #the fucking mixtape #spn 12x19 meta #destiel #destiel meta #tinks meta #spn 12x19 #Im still not over this #clearly #but it was a lot of fun putting these together and remembering old movies I love from years ago!#thank you to everyone who sent me your additions!!!

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sickficsbypyroyoshi · 7 years ago

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Pyro’s archived fics #1: Carl gets carsick

Hey guys, long time no post. I apologize for neglecting this blog. I’ve finally got not just a job but a career (electrician, and I’m really enjoying it), plus I’ve been working on a lot of other creative projects that aren’t related to sick fics at all. Financially I haven’t been doing so great, but now that I’ve got a better job, that’ll change. I still haven’t completed any new sick fics, as I just don’t have as much time as I used to.

So, I’ll try holding you over by posting a series of puke without plot stories I wrote in the past. Like my newer stories, their all OC centric, there won’t be any fan fiction. Here’s the first.

Carl bit his lip as his stomach clenched in anticipation. Not because he was sick, but because he was both extremely exited and a little nervous.

He was exited because tonight he was going to see Nile, his favorite band, live for the fourth time. Each time he saw them, the experience was better and more mind blowing. In his opinion, they were some of the most talented musicians in modern technical death metal, and few bands put as much effort into their work as they did. Tonight they would be playing a double set, which was guaranteed to be twice the epicness.

The nervousness came from the fact that he had been given the opportunity to meet and interview George Kollias, the drummer for Nile. He wasn’t a journalist, nor did he want to be, but this was a once in a lifetime chance that he couldn’t pass up. He just hoped he wouldn’t say something incredibly stupid during the interview or do something else to make an ass out of himself in front of his musical prodigy.

Apparently, his friend Danica knew Nile’s tour manager, and she had secured a pre show interview with George. She and Carl hadn’t seen each other in a few months, but they were close friends, like brother and sister almost, as he had been the first person she called.

Carl’s iphone buzzed, and he got a text from Danica saying that she would be at his house in approximately ten minutes. All he’d really need were his iphone and his wallet, and since he had both of those things, he made sure his outfit was appropriate. He wasn’t a very high maintenance guy, as he had thrown it on in about a minute. A Nile tour shirt from last year, black pants, and his work boots. He considered putting on a hat, but decided that would be stupid, because it would come off anyway.

Content with his look, he waited outside for Danica to show up. She had a tendency to always be a few minutes late, but there was more than enough time. It was a little past two in the afternoon, and the show didn’t start until eight.

It was at Station 4 in St. Paul, so it would be a long drive from his currently location of Fergus Falls. He had lived in St.Paul last year, but couldn’t keep his apartment since he was unable to find a decent job due to the crappy economy. Thus, he was currently living with his parents at age twenty three. Not that it was a bad thing, as he knew plenty of people older than him who still lived at home. He just didn’t like living so far from the cities.

He didn’t know what kind of car she would be driving, but he hoped that it had a good air conditioning system, as it was a hot day. It was very humid and had to be near ninety degrees, as he had only been outside for a few minutes, yet he already felt like he was sitting in an oven.

Sure enough, Danica was about five minutes late. At about two thirty, she pulled up in an old nineties Toyota and waved from the window.

Carl got up and excitedly bound towards the car.

“Hey you, it’s been to long. What’s going on?” Danica asked him eagerly when he got in. Before he could answer, she jumped at him from across the seats to give him a bear hug.

“Take it easy, it’s only been four months, you act like you haven’t seen me in years.” Carl smirked.

“It felt like years.” Danica pouted.

“Oh come on, you know I missed you too.” Carl squeezed her shoulder. He knew that she liked him as more than a friend, though he didn’t return those feelings. It’s not that Danica was an unattractive girl, she definitely wasn’t. In fact, she was fairly good looking. She was average bodied, with blue eyes and dark hair cropped into a 1920’s flapper girl style bobcut. Like Carl, she was clad in a Nile tour shirt, though hers was a little older. No, he simply didn’t return those feelings because he thought of her as a sister. Dating her would be too risky, as if they broke up, the friendship would suffer.

As Danica started the car, Carl looked around the interior. It was definitely dated, as it still had a working cigarette lighter in the control panel. It did have a modern touch in that the CD player had been ripped out in favor of an MP3 player and ipod dock.

“I’ve got to ask, what’s with the old car?”

“It was my cousin’s. She gave it to me after she got a brand new mini van. Why she got that thing, I’ll never know, as its a vehicular eyesore. Anyway, we have a long drive ahead of us. It’ll probably take about four hours to get there, so we’ll have plenty of time to get something to eat along the way.” she informed.

“Sounds good to me.” Carl said. However, as exited as he was, he didn’t really like spending many hours inside of a car. He had been prone to motion sickness as a kid, and one particular incident stuck out in his mind. When he was ten, he went with his parents and siblings on a road trip to Canada, and had gotten carsick on the way. Eventually, he had puked on his younger brother and sister, which in turn made both of them puke as well. He had stopped getting carsick around thirteen, so he knew he didn’t have anything to worry about. Pushing those thoughts out of his head, he hooked his ipod up to the dock.

“I think some preparation is in order.” he had every Nile album on his ipod, but was undecided as to which song to play.

“Oh! Play Unas, Slayer Of the Gods!” Danica suggested.

“Good idea. I was just thinking about playing that one.” Carl highlighted it on his ipod and turned the volume way up.

The two of them proceeded to thrash along to the music and snarl the vocals. Or tried, in Danica’s case. The sad truth is that women’s vocal chords just aren’t made to produce such sounds.

People in other cars stared at them like they had a disemboweled hooker in the backseat, but they didn’t care. After they had been driving for about forty five minutes, they decided to stop and get something to eat at a Noodles & Company.

Carl wasn’t terribly hungry, as he strangely still felt a bit full from lunch, which he had over two hours ago. This wasn’t normal for him, but he shrugged it off, as he wasn’t the type to turn down food.

He had the pesto cavatappi sans mushrooms, and Danica had the pad thai. They conversed about various things as they consumed their food, catching up with each other in the process.

They both decided to get refills on their drinks before they left. Since there was a considerable line in front of the touch screen soda machine, they had to wait a few minutes.

After they both got some more Coke, they were all set. Once they were on the road again, the music resumed, as did the casual bantering.

About half an hour later, they were on the freeway, but as luck would have it, a massive traffic jam had formed. Apparently, there had been an accident several miles up, and traffic had ground to a near halt, with cars bumper to bumper further than the eye could see.

Danica scowled at the vibrant orange electronic road sign, which displayed how long they should expect to wait. “You’ve got to be kidding. There’s miles of this? That sucks.”

Carl didn’t pay very much attention to her ranting. He felt bloated and uncomfortably full, which was odd since he hadn’t even eaten all of his food. The seatbelt felt extremely tight, almost like it was firmly squeezing his torso, so he fidgeted with it in an effort to loosen it. His effort was in vain, as it snapped back in place, bringing more discomfort as it did so. Not only that, but the sweltering heat was beginning to get to him. Even though Danica’s window was all the way down, the car was incredibly stuffy, and he was beginning to feel a slight twinge of nausea.

“Can you turn on the AC?” he asked.

“I’m afraid not. Sorry, but this car is a hunk of crap. The AC is pretty much shot and the passenger window only rolls down halfway.” Danica said.

Figuring that was better than nothing, Carl rolled his window down as far as it would go. It did nothing to lessen the humidity, but it did let in even more exhaust since the traffic jam was still in full swing.

Normally exhaust didn’t bother him, but it wasn’t exactly making things better. The small twinge of nausea he felt increased slightly. Not by much, but just barely enough to cause him to notice. Another twenty minutes passed before the jam lightened, and they were on their way once more. Even though they were now cruising along at seventy five miles per hour with both windows down as far as they could go, Carl still felt hot, bloated, and a little sick. He wasn’t terribly concerned, as he was sure it would pass before too long. However, as the minutes went by, the unpleasant feelings remained the same. He wasn’t feeling much worse, but he wasn’t feeling better either.

Danica seemed to take notice of this, as she turned down the music and glanced over at him. “You’ve gotten quiet. Are you alright?” she asked.

“I don’t feel so good. It’s probably just the heat.” Carl said.

“Yeah, it is pretty stuffy in here. At least we’re halfway there.” Danica reassured. “Maybe some Rotting Christ will take your mind off it.” she stopped the song that was currently playing and put on Rotting Christ’s A Dead Poem album.

Carl sat back and tried to focus on the music. Usually hearing his favorite songs always helped when he had a cold or a respiratory flu, but it wasn’t helping much now. His confidence that the feeling would pass was beginning to wane, and he felt hotter than ever. He noticed that he was sweating, and his shoulder length hair was adhering to the sides of his face. Since his window only rolled down a few inches, he was denied any possibility of cool air.

“I think we need some ice cold water. That might help reduce the heat just a little.” Danica offered. “We can stop at the next town.”

“How far is it?”

“Uh, to be honest, I have no idea. Sorry.”

Not liking that information, Carl wordlessly looked out the window. He tried to distract himself from the growing pain and queasiness in his stomach by attempting to count how many cows were in each pasture they drove by. His thoughts drifted from the cows to the BBQ pulled pork sandwiches he’d had for lunch, and he could almost taste them. Usually he relished the thought, but at the moment the mere thought of food made him feel sicker.

All he saw outside was grass and cows, which kept reminding him of food. Every time he thought about it, he felt just slightly worse. This continued until he was experiencing full blown nausea. He shifted positions, facing the side and resting his head on the window, but it did nothing to help.

“Do you still feel sick?” Danica asked.

Carl nodded. “I feel considerably worse.”

“Just lay back and shut your eyes. Try to sleep. If you need me to pull over, tell me, okay?”

“Okay.”

Silence fell over the car as Danica unhooked the ipod. Carl leaned back against the headrest and shut his eyes, attempting to fall asleep. He must have dozed off somehow, as sometime later he was awakened by Danica prodding him. It was then he noticed they were stopped at a gas station.

“You’ve been asleep for awhile.” Danica said, presenting him with a cold bottle of water.

As he became fully awake, the nausea came back full swing, and worse than ever. He was about to inform Danica of this, but she was already pulling out of the parking lot and speeding down the road.

Hoping the water might quell the sickly feeling, Carl opened the bottle and took a sip. So far, so good. A few small sips didn’t seem to hurt. He took a larger swig and regretted it immediately, as his stomach churned in protest. He grimaced, put the water in the cup holder and shut his eyes again. He hadn’t felt this bad in several years, as not only did he feel sick and a little dizzy, he could feel everything he ate earlier moving around inside of him.

All the excitement he had felt earlier had evaporated, and he was having second thoughts about this whole thing, especially the interview. He’d let Danica do it instead, because the last thing he wanted was to throw up in front of George Kollias. Or even worse, on him. Then what would happen? Would he get escorted out by security? Would he start a chain reaction? He didn’t want to find out, but the terrifying thoughts came anyway. He imagined himself puking on George, who would puke on Danica, who would puke on someone else, until every single person in the building either was or was on the verge of puking.

His thoughts were interrupted as he felt a wave of really intense nausea wash over him, causing him to sit up with a start. As he did so, he saw that they had arrived in the cities, and were driving through uptown Minneapolis.

After a few seconds, it seemed to be subsiding. Figuring he’d make it after all, he deemed it safe to have a little more water. He’d only downed two gulps when it hit him again, even stronger this time.

Carl sat strait up, feeling the acid begin to crawl up his widening throat. “Danica, stop the car, I’m going to puke!” he said with urgency in his voice.

Danica’s eyes widened. “Oh shit! I can’t stop here, we’re in the middle of an intersection. Look for a bag or something.” she said.

As much as he wanted to, Carl felt too sick to move, and there was so much pressure in his belly that he knew he was only a few seconds from exploding. He felt the car jolt to a start again as Danica peeled out of the intersection to find a suitable place to pull over, but she wasn’t quick enough.

Carl clamped his hand over his mouth in a futile effort to hold it in, but he retched and felt warm puke start to run through his fingers. The second retch was the one that did it. He couldn’t hold it back anymore and forcefully threw up all over the inside of the door, sending it splashing onto the window, dashboard, and himself.

The car screeched to a stop beneath an underpass, and he flung the door open and leaned out halfway. Before he could even yank the seatbelt off, Carl heaved again, producing a torrent of chunky brown liquid. It spread out over the pavement, forming a pool.

He realized that Danica was leaning over him, as he felt her gather his hair in one hand and hold it back out of his face, while she massaged his back with her free hand. He wanted to thank her for doing that, but was in no position to speak. His stomach contracted and he brought up two more voluminous waves, then he used the small gap between heaves to catch his breath before puking again. It still had lots of solids, as he could make out fragments of pulled pork, pesto cavatappi, and whatever else he had eaten. Since it hadn’t had time to digest fully, the taste wasn’t as sour or acidic as he expected it to be.

The heaving ceased for a couple seconds, but Carl still felt very sick. He didn’t move quite yet, as he figured he probably wasn’t done. His head was spinning, so he squeezed his eyes shut and waited for the rest to come up. About ten seconds later, his whole body convulsed and he continued puking. Another sizable wave came up, followed by two smaller ones and a dry heave. No more appeared to be forthcoming after that, so he spat out the lingering string, wiped his mouth off with the back of his hand and slumped back into the car.

Danica caressed his shoulder. “Are you going to be okay?” she asked, concern evident.

“I guess so, but I still feel sick.” Carl said. As he recuperated, he realized the extent of the damage.

There was puke all over the door, on the window, dripping into the cracks, and streaking down the dashboard. The car hadn’t been the only victim, as he had also gotten it all over his shirt and right hand.

Danica furrowed her brows as she took in the sight. “It looks like a murder scene in here. But don’t worry about it, just wipe off what you can, I can get it professionally cleaned tomorrow.”

“Are you sure?” Carl inquired.

Danica nodded and fished around in the backseat until she found a travel pack of kleenexes. “You’ll have to use these.”

Carl took them and wiped off as much of the puke as he could, dropping the tainted tissues outside into the pool on the ground. When he was done with that, he climbed into the backseat and laid down for the remainder of the drive.

Fifteen minutes later, they arrived at Station 4 and were lucky enough to find a good parking spot. A long queue of people waiting in line stretched from the front doors down the block. Since they had RSVP tickets, they could bypass the line and go right in.

“How are you feeling? A little better?” Danica asked.

“Still shitty. This isn’t going to go well, I just know it.” Carl replied. Even so, he joined his friend outside, and the two of them walked towards the venue.

He started feeling uneasy again as they neared the door. In addition to still feeling queasy and knowing he’d probably be due for a repeat performance, all the nervousness he felt earlier came rushing back. Even though he was about to meet the man who inspired him to start playing the drums, his instinct told him it wasn’t going to end well.

#emetophilia #puking #my ocs #carsick #sickfic

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naliaarnold · 6 years ago

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Digital Media in 2019

Welcome back to my blog, lovelies!~ As Tumblr dies out, and people cling on to its last dying flame, I am back with another school project to speak about:

D i g i t a l M e d i a i n 2 0 1 9

I’ll focusing on broadband, mobile evolution, social media being used for governance and politics (the good and bad sides). At the end, I might even show a lil’ survey I did in my class for those who use Smartphones (if i get the chance, of course).

Now, let’s dive in!

The Modern Wonders Of Broadband

Before we can dive into this blog and talk about how it’s used nowadays, we must understand the core of this section of the conversation; what exactly is broadband?

Broadband is a high-capacity transmission technique using a wide range of frequencies, which enables a large number of messages to be communicated simultaneously. Or in commoner terms, ‘a high speed connection to the internet.’

Today, broadband is mainly used for that sweet, sweet, high-speed, super sonic wifi. It’s also used for Cable TV, but be honest; most people don’t exactly watch Cable anymore. . .do we?

But that’s besides the point, of course.

The only thing that I can truly see is that broadband is much better and faster than whatever that old dial-up internet was.

Different types of broadband

DSL

The DSL (or Digital Subscriber Line) internet service makes its connection by utilizing unused telephone wires that cause no interruption to your telephone service.

The speed you experience with a DSL connection varies with your distance from the switching station. Your speed will be slower the further away you are and faster the closer you are to the switching station and this may be a deciding factor when you attempt to select between a DSL line and a cable connection.

Cable

Ah, Cable. Something that I don’t watch anymore but is still pretty important nowadays.

*ahem*

Anyway.

The broadband cable connection is provided by the local cable TV provider. Here, the cable Internet connection speed varies with the number of users on the service at a specific point in time.

Given a specific geographical area, users of the broadband cable service share the connection bandwidth which slows the speed the more users are on the system. This will occur at the peak times for example late in the evenings after the work day is over when many people will be accessing the Internet.

Somewhat misleadingly, often the cable company would estimate connection speeds that are based on the thinking that you are using the service.

But that is clearly not the case.

No-one:

Cable Companies:

Fibre-Optic

The newest broadband service is fiber-optic, which is the fastest Internet connection thus far. Plus, it has a really cool ring to the name.

However, this type of Internet service is still in its infancy as its service areas are quite limited and because the laying down of the fiber-optic cable takes a while to complete. Wherever it is available, the cost not only competes with that of DSL and cable, but it provides a much faster connection than both of those services.

And it even LOOKS cool, too!

Satellite

The last and slowest broadband service is provided by satellite. Although this is a good replacement for dial-up for those people living in remote rural areas, the installation costs are quite high, but the ongoing monthly charges are competitive to both cable and DSL.

Can’t remember the last time I saw a proper satellite still in use.

Moving onto the next sub-topic, here are:

Caribbean Broadband Companies

In the Caribbean, there are 2 companies that I know are region-wide, and provide broadband services.

First up, Digicel.

Digicel is a mobile phone network provider operating in 33 markets across the Caribbean, Central America, and Oceania regions.

The company is owned by the Irish billionaire by the name Denis O'Brien, is incorporated in Bermuda, and it’s headquarters is down here in Kingston, Jamaica. It has about 14 million wireless users.

Quite a bit of people, huh?

They have a service which is known as Digicel 4G Broadband. Powered by WiMax technology, it speeds up to 6 Mbps for uploads.

You can stream movies, play games and video chat online to your heart’s content.

The prices for the pre-paid 4G ranges from JMD$350 to JMD$3000, for 1 day, 3 to 14 days, or even an entire month (30 days).

They even go as far as to supply fibre WiFi (which I’m just finding out as I edit this blog).

From download speeds of 50Mbps to 400Mbps, and upload speeds from 25Mbps to 200Mbps, and prices ranging from JMD$4699 to JMD$15,499, this is the type of high-speed WiFi I’d want for my own house.

I. . .I. . .don’t need it, I swear.

Second up is Flow!

Under the parent company of Cable and Wireless, Flow is a trade name used to market cable television, internet, telephone, and wireless services provided by the company.

They provide a broadband service from 40 mbps for downloads up to 100mbps for downloads, and a constant of 5mbps for uploads, ranging from JMD$4,999 to JMD$12,299 (+GCT).

Their best offerings come in bundle packages, where they offer Cable, phone services, and internet packages in one!

Now that we’re done with the Broadband section of this blog, let’s move on to……..

The Evolution of Mobile Devices!

The following informational screenshots are all from Tigermobiles.com, where they speak about the evolution of mobile devices/phones for over 30 years:

Features introduced in this era:

Mobile calling

Features introduced:

SMS

Gaming

Features introduced:

Vibrate Notifications

Colour screens

Features introduced:

WAP (Wireless Application Protocol)

Tri-Band

Video Calling

GPS Navigation

Predictive Texts

Camera

Polyphonic Ringtones

MP3 Player

Bluetooth

Memory Card

MMS (Multimedia Messaging)

Features introduced:

Realtone Notifications

Augmented Reality

WiFi

Quad-Band

Waterproof

Full Web Browsing

Features introduced:

NFC (Near-Field Communication)

Capacitive Touchscreen

Mobile Apps

Wireless Charging

Features introduced:

Voice Control

Dual Lens Camera

Facial Recognition

Fingerprint scanning

Full HD Screen

Heart-Rate Monitor

Features introduced:

Retina Scanner

Apple & Android Pay

Bezel-less Screens

Notch

In-Display Fingerprint sensor

So much progress. I’m proud.

Now onto the next topic!

Social Media Governance and Politics

Firstly governance.

The main point that I will focus on here is Political Participation.

Governments have provided formal online channels for citizens to report crime, comment on policy, or petition for change. This is honestly a great concept as everything that is sent would be kept secure, and it would be almost certain that your voice would be heard.

Unfortunately, however, this is restricted to a small elite of internet users, and government websites are not popular. The citizens often use social media to organize activism and protests.

For example:

The ‘Jamaica House Petition’ is a governmental page that is linked to the office of the Prime Minister. This page would allow you to create a petition that would allow you to engage the Prime Minister in an issue that you wish to address. If you gather 15,000 signatures in 40 days, your petition is reviewed, and if it complies with agreed standards, the Office of the Prime Minister will issue it as an official response.

It’s a great concept and all, and it would be even better if there were actually any petitions there for anyone to sign.

Anywho, moving onto Politics!

Yay! My excitement is paramount!

This gif perfectly accentuates my overflowing excitement. :3

So!

Especially in America, Social Media has changed the way that politics works.

With the use of Social Media in politics, it is now:

Reaching out to multiple people in the world, regardless of the fact that you may or may not live in their country.

Advertising without actually paying for anything at all.

Message Tailoring

Feedback

The main drawback, though, is that there is tons upon tons upon tons of controversy. Depending on what’s being sent on can have a huge effect on how the world views certain candidates.

A perfect example would be the one, the only, the very ‘loved’. . .

Donald Trump

Oops, wrong picture

Much worse.

Let’s go through some memorable gems that are known as his nice array of tweets.

This last one here personally makes me laugh, because he basically predicted his own leadership.

“Maybe I should check his account for myself instead of looking at Top 20’s onli- oh wait.”

“Right, right, I forgot.”

As we all progress further on in 2019 and beyond, I’m sure other things will come into light as we continue to progress, right? Yep, yep. Our use of media will evolve, alongside our memes.

Thanks for reading my blog once again, babes!~ I’ll be editing the results to my survey later if I can~.

Bye!~

#back at it again with the schoolwork #i need to make that survey #can i have uhhhh good grades plz #digital media #classwork

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psychosistr · 6 years ago

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Worth It Chapter 12- Broken, Part 1

Summary: Joseph receives a big promotion at work while Caesar receives an unexpected visitor.

Notes: Okay, so, let me start by apologizing because I’m going to put poor Caesar through some pain this chapter T~T There will be some attempted non-con (not by Joseph, of course), but it stops before it gets too far and results in violence and lots of swearing.

Also: I’ve decided to break this chapter up into two parts both for suspense and because the last chapter was so long ^^”

Caesar sprawled out on the couch comfortably, his head currently reclined back on one of the armrests with one hand underneath his head to cushion it further and the other holding up one of his books. As was typical for a weekday, Caesar was idly killing time as he waited for Jojo to get home from work, his earbuds situated comfortably in his ears with the MP3 player that controlled the music resting on a shelf that was just out of his reach, even with Joseph switching him from the shorter chains to the single long one now. Caesar was fine with the MP3 being out of reach, though, as it was still playing music that he liked and the volume was comfortable.

Caesar turned a page in his book and thought back on how much had changed since he and Joseph had first moved to their new home in the woods: In the beginning, Caesar had to constantly be bound to the bed, often times not even wanting to leave it, and had to be blindfolded when Joseph left to keep him calm, left with nothing but his thoughts and the melodic darkness to pass the time. Now he was calm enough on his own that Joseph let him pick where he wanted to spend his day while Joseph was gone, no longer had to wear the blindfold, and was even free to move his arms and legs as he wished- he could get up, walk around, even remove the earbuds, if he felt so inclined. When they first arrived, Caesar was filled with so much rage and hostility towards Joseph that he couldn’t stand to speak to him, let alone be touched by him. Now the two talked as openly and animatedly as they did before this whole fiasco happened, to say nothing of the now-routine flirting that occurred frequently between the two AND the copious amounts of make out sessions and wild sex. Also, when he first woke up in his new home, Caesar was so mad at Joseph that he swore he would never forgive him for what he did, never care for him the same way- let alone return his twisted feelings. Now, though…Now, Caesar was oddly caught in the middle on how he felt about Joseph…

While Caesar certainly no longer harbored any resentment towards Joseph for what he did- Joseph may have been a bit sick, and Caesar felt that he certainly didn’t help anything with the way he treated the poor man- he did still occasionally hear that nagging voice in the back of his mind telling him that he SHOULD be mad at Joseph, that he SHOULD still be trying to find a way out of this glorified prison…but…every day he spent here, his other feelings for Joseph grew stronger. The majority of his mind seemed to have already accepted Joseph as his closest, dearest friend again, and the affection was certainly blossoming into something even stronger that anything he’d felt with anyone else he’d been with romantically. A large part of him wanted so badly to just give in- to let himself be fully, truly happy in this beautiful home with a handsome man who just wanted to make him happy and shower him in praise and affection for the rest of his life…

But, every time he came within a hair’s breadth of giving in to that blissful happiness, he’d feel the cool metal shackles against his skin or hear the clinking of the chain links, and he would be reminded all over again that he was technically trapped here. Then that voice in the back of his head would start raging all over again and remind him how he SHOULD feel, even if he couldn’t bring himself to feel those things as naturally as he used to.

The whole situation was frustrating Caesar and he wished he could just make up his mind one way or another about what he REALLY wanted to do.

Did he want to run away, be free, be allowed to live his life as he saw fit at the cost of being without Joseph- the most important person in his life?

Or did he want to stay here, live in the lap of luxury with Joseph giving him all of the love and affection he could ever want at the cost of never being allowed to leave again?

He sighed and closed his eyes, letting his book come down to rest on his chest without closing it. “Mama mia…why does this have to be so hard…?” As Caesar rested on the couch, trying to sift through his thoughts, he heard something just below the thrum of music in his ears. “Huh…?” Caesar opened his eyes and sat up, removing one of his earbuds to make sure he wasn’t hearing things.

*rattle**rattle*

No, he definitely wasn’t hearing things. He looked towards the source of the noise- the front door. More specifically, the handle of the door that was wiggling and moving about. This raised red flags in Caesar’s mind as he looked at the digital clock on the LED display of the disk player below the TV- Joseph shouldn’t even be done with work for a few more minutes, not to mention the time it would take for him to drive home. Also, even if this was Joseph getting out early or something, why would he be having this much trouble with the door? Caesar didn’t like this at all…

Caesar’s fears were validated when the handle of the door, and its lock, suddenly broke out of place- the entire metal piece being pushed through the hole it was once in and left on the ground inside, thus allowing the door to swing open. Caesar’s eyes widened in fearful understanding of the situation and he quickly took out his other earbud before diving down to the floor and quickly hiding behind the armrest that was furthest from the door. The chain was just long enough that it could stretch from the hook on the other side of the couch to Caesar’s hiding place without being too tense and giving him away. Caesar cautiously peeked out from behind the armrest to analyze the situation.

The front door swung open slowly and a man that Caesar didn’t recognize walked into the house. As Caesar looked him over, he realized the man was fairly large- not as much as Joseph, that guy was a giant, but still big enough to be intimidating. The man had several bags with him and Caesar caught sight of a gun tucked into the man’s waistband at his side. Caesar’s hunch was right: The man was a burglar looking to ransack the house and, judging by the gun at the ready, he was not above force.

Caesar looked around, trying to see if there was anywhere better that he could hide or any weapons he could use to defend himself. Sadly, there was nothing. Normally, Caesar didn’t really worry about his chances in a fight, but he knew this was one fight that he would likely not be able to win- he couldn’t get very far from the couch, his movements were restricted, and he had no weapons to put him on equal footing with the other man. His only hope was to try and stay out of sight behind the couch and hope that Joseph got home soon…

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Joseph hung up the phone on his desk and leaned back in his cushioned office chair to stretch out. He had a satisfied grin on his face, having just closed on a sweet deal that resulted in him closing a choice property at a whole five percent over the listed price! Score! This really was the perfect job for him- good hours, great pay, most of his interactions were done over the phone or in brief, controlled meetings, and his skills at analyzing and reading people made it easy to manipulate them into thinking that THEY were getting the better end of the deal. His skill and intelligence had allowed him to quickly rise through the ranks within the small but powerful real estate company he’d applied to at Speedwagon’s recommendation. Joseph had started just as he finished grad school and had already received a couple of promotions, a few raises, and now even had his own corner office just down the hall from the boss. A few of his coworkers teased Joseph that the reason for his rapid upward-mobility in the company was due to the boss “mothering” him and playing favorites- but he knew they were just jealous of his amazing skills.

Joseph quickly filled out his paperwork for the day and clocked out before getting up and grabbing his stuff to leave. As he exited his office, he heard the familiar “clack clack” of heels running on tile and turned to see a blond girl in a tight high-collared white button-up shirt, almost-too-short black skirt, and black kitten-heels running up to him. Joseph greeted her with a smile. “Hey, Suzi, what’s up?”

Suzi stopped in front of him and caught her breath with a relieved smile. “Hi, Jojo! I’m glad I caught you! I would’ve been in big trouble if you left already! Lady Lisa Lisa would like to see you in her office before you go!”

Joseph blinked in surprise. “The boss wants to see me? Did she say what it was about?”

Suzi just giggled and winked at him. “Sorry, it’s a surprise! You’ll just have to come see for yourself!” She giggled again before walking back the direction she’d come from.

Joseph followed her, trying to think of why Lisa Lisa would want to meet with him. Had something happened with one of his recent clients? No, Suzi seemed too happy for it to be anything negative. Maybe he would be getting another raise due to his hard work and recent successful deals? If that was the case, he certainly wasn’t going to say no to a bigger paycheck- it just meant he and Caesar could have an even more luxurious and easy life together if Caesar decided he didn’t want to work. Joseph had no problems being the one to provide for them, Caesar had been through enough in his life and deserved to be pampered.

Suzi opened the door for him, letting him enter the large, extravagant office first before following after him and closing the door behind them again. “I caught him just as he was leaving, Lady Lisa Lisa!” Suzi said proudly as she walked over to stand beside her boss’s desk.

Lisa Lisa, a mature, elegant, lovely woman with long dark brown hair who often hid her eyes behind sunglasses and dressed in tight dark dresses and long scarves (Joseph could certainly appreciate her taste in clothing, he enjoyed wearing scarves in any weather as well), looked up from some papers on her desk to regard Joseph. “So you did. Well done, Suzi Q.” Suzi giggled softly behind a hand and blushed the tiniest bit at the praise. Joseph always got a feeling the two of them were together, even though no one at the office ever discussed it, and moments like this certainly didn’t help. Lisa Lisa set aside her papers and gestured towards the expensive looking chairs upholstered in Italian leather in front of her desk. “Please, have a seat, Joseph.”

Joseph did as he was asked, setting his lunch box and briefcase down on the floor beside him. He regarded his boss with a quizzical expression as he got comfortable in the ridiculously comfortable chair (seriously, they must have been expensive, even by HIS standards!). “What did you want to talk about, boss?”

Lisa Lisa set her elbows on the desk and laced her fingers together as she looked at Joseph. “Let me start by first congratulating you on that last deal you closed. You turned quite a profit on it.”

Joseph grinned at the compliment and rubbed the back of his neck with a chuckle. “Oh, thanks, but it was nothing. I was just doing my job, as usual.”

The corner of Lisa Lisa’s lipstick covered lips turned up in the slightest hint of a smile. “I am aware of that. Nonetheless, hard work and good performance always deserves recognition. Which actually brings me to the main reason I called you in here.” She leaned back in her chair and folded one arm over her crossed legs while holding the other out beside her. Almost instantly a half-filled glass of red wine was placed in it by Suzi Q, Joseph feeling impressed by the quick response and readiness the secretary had for someone who normally seemed so scatter-brained. Lisa Lisa took a sip of the wine before speaking again. “Since you joined the company, you have made remarkable progress. You work hard, follow through on every possible lead, and turn a profit on practically every deal that you close. You are also responsible, always make sure that your paper work is handled properly, and have never caused any problems with your coworkers. To get to the point and stop further inflating your ego…” She took one more sip of her wine before setting the glass on the desk and looking at Joseph with what he could surmise was a serious expression, even with the sunglasses blocking her eyes. “If you are interested, I would like to make you my official partner as head of the agency, and, when I eventually retire, I would like you to be the one to succeed me as CEO of the company.”

Joseph was completely floored by the proposal. Sure, running his own agency was a long-term future goal, but he hadn’t expected to have the opportunity presented so soon! He had to test the waters, make sure his boss was genuinely serious on the matter. He gave her a surprised look. “I..that’s..wow..that would be amazing, boss! But- and not that I’m not grateful for the offer!- are you sure you want it to be ME?” He ran a hand through his hair with a nervous smile. “I mean..I haven’t been here as long as some of the other guys in the office, and I’m still pretty young…”

Lisa Lisa nodded as she listened to him. “I am perfectly aware of your age and experience level, Joseph. However, I think that makes you an even better option to train as a future head of the company. Many of the older members of the agency are too set in their ways- they get it in their heads that just because they’ve done something good the same way for a long time that they can simply keep doing it that way without being open to change. I am certain you have noticed that, since you’ve been here, there have been several workers who have come and gone simply because they were too rigid in their practices. You, on the other hand, have always been good at adapting to change and following my guidance. Anytime I pointed out a flaw in your work, whether a major or minor one, you took my words to heart and I saw you instantly starting to incorporate what I taught you. To me, this makes you a perfect candidate whom I can train into a successful leader. In addition…” At this, something in Lisa Lisa’s voice shifted, some sort of softness to it that Joseph couldn’t quite place or understand. “If I am being honest, I do see quite a bit of myself in you. Many of your behaviors, interests, and practices are identical to how I was at your age. This leads me to believe that you are someone who would run the company as I would.” Lisa Lisa folded her hands over her lap and her voice returned to the serious tone of before. “I don’t need an answer right away, you may take some time to think it over, if you want. Just know that the offer stands for as long as you need to consider it.”

Joseph regarded his boss in awe. She truly was an amazing woman, one of the few people he’d actually brought himself to respect over the years and, while he didn’t care about her on the same level as Caesar or the rest of his inner-circle, he did often feel like he could relate to and understand her better than other people around him. To be given an opportunity like this was really more than he could ask for! He took a moment to compose himself before giving her a smile. “Actually, I don’t think I need it- I’d be happy to take you up on that offer.”

Lisa Lisa smiled slightly and extended one of her gloved hands to Joseph over the desk. “Good to know. Congratulations, Joseph Joestar.”

Joseph took her hand and shook it with a big grin. “Thank you so much, Lisa Lisa!”

Joseph couldn’t wait to get home and tell Caesar! This was the best day EVER!

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Caesar tried his best to keep his breathing calm and not give away his location behind the couch. The burglar had been in the house for a while now, taking his time ransacking the rooms and filling his various bags. He must have been staking out the place for a while, learning when Joseph left and came home every day so he could take his time without having to worry about anyone coming home to catch him- the gun was likely just a precaution in case Joseph came home early or something. The man probably didn’t even know Caesar lived here since he never left the house.

Caesar glanced at the clock again. He still had a while before Joseph got home, it took him longer to get to the house than it did the apartment, and the traffic wouldn’t help things.

He heard the heavy thump of footsteps entering the living room and ducked down as low as he could possibly go to the floor. The man entered the room and began unplugging the various media players from the walls and loading them into his bags as he grumbled to himself. “Fuckin’ rich prick’s got way too much shit- he’ll probably just replace it all on his next paycheck!” He spotted the MP3 player on the shelf and grabbed it before noticing the earbuds on the table. He picked those up too and noticed the music was still playing. “What kinda idiot just leaves this shit runnin’ while he’s at work? Dumb ass…” He tossed those in a bag too and looked around for anything else of value. While looking around, he noticed the chain hooked on the couch and looped around the base. “What the hell? The bastard got a dog or somethin’?”

He grabbed the chain and pulled at it, making Caesar’s eyes widen in alarm as he tensed, using every muscle he had to keep the chain from pulling him along with it and revealing himself. ‘Shit! Shit! Shit!’ His strength held up well until the man gave a particularly hard yank and Caesar’s hand was pulled into view. ‘Damn it!’

The man’s eyes widened and he immediately drew his gun, pointing it in Caesar’s direction. “Alright! Come out slowly and don’t try nothin’!”

Caesar scowled and complied, holding his hands up in plain sight as he stood up from beside the couch. “Okay, I’m standing up! Do not shoot- I’m unarmed!”

The man glared at Caesar, looking him over like he was a massive irritation. “Damn it, who the fuck are you? Some kind of shut in that stays with that rich brat? There wasn’t supposed to be anyone else here!”

Caesar kept his voice level as he spoke. “I’m his…roommate..” He couldn’t think of any other way to put it, despite what the voice in his head wanted him to say what they actually were to each other. “I don’t really get out much. Look, I know you came here to rob us, and I don’t have any plans on stopping you, but you should know that I’ve already called the police. If you leave now, you’ll probably get out of here before they arrive and I’ll say that I never saw your face. How does that sound?” He tried to bluff his way out of the situation- a tactic he’d seen Joseph implement before a couple of times when faced with danger.

His bluff seemed to fail, though, when the man just smirked at him and stepped closer, grabbing the chain with one hand as he moved but keeping his gun pointed at Caesar with the other. “Heh. I’ve had better offers.” He jerked hard on the chain, forcing Caesar to fall forward onto the couch. Caesar quickly turned around to face the man, but froze when the gun was pressed to his temple in warning. “Here’s my offer: The way I see it, you bein’ ‘roommates’ with that rich asshole’s just a cover- looks like you’re probably his bitch or some sort of kinky BDSM prisoner- so..” His smirk shifted into a leer that made Caesar’s flesh crawl in warning of impending danger. “If you behave and let me have a little ‘fun’ with you like he does, then MAYBE I won’t blow your pretty little head off your shoulders when I’m through. Sounds fair enough to me!” And with that, he climbed on top of Caesar and started pulling at his clothes, still keeping the gun pressed against his head.

Caesar was still frozen in shock and fear. This couldn’t be happening. This SHOULDN’T be happening. For months he had waited, hoping that someone besides Joseph would enter the house, come help him, free him from his imprisonment- only for that hope to be realized in the most twisted, sick, demeaning way possible. He wanted to struggle, to fight back, but he also did not want to die here, not now, not like this.

He tried to close his eyes, to pretend he was somewhere, ANYWHERE else.

He tried to pretend that it was Joseph touching him, but there was no way he could believe that lie.

JOSEPH would never touch him without his PERMISSION…

JOSEPH would never HURT him…

JOSEPH always made him feel beautiful and precious and LOVED…

JOSEPH LOVED HIM…

Caesar opened his eyes and, desperate to look anywhere but at what the bastard on top of him was trying to do, his eyes darted to the clock. They widened slightly when he noted the time: Joseph would be home soon!

His eyes glanced from the clock to the door. From where they were on the couch, the burglar would have a clear shot at Joseph if he walked through the front door…

Caesar felt all of the fear and disgust in his mind transform into protective fury. He would NOT let this bastard hurt Joseph!

He narrowed his eyes, waiting for the perfect moment, the right opening. Then, he saw it- the man was having trouble getting his pants open at their current angle, so he pulled back just slightly to make things easier. Caesar felt the gun move just a few millimeters off of his head, but it was all the chance that he needed. He quickly used his unchained hand to push the man’s hand that was holding the gun upwards so he no longer had a clear shot at Caesar’s head. Then, before he had time to react, Caesar pulled him forward by the same hand while sitting up- using the combined momentum from both of them to smash the top of his skull into the burglar’s nose with a loud “crunch”.

The man yelled in pain and fell back off of the couch, his other hand releasing the chain to instinctively hold onto his injured nose. “You BASTARD!!!” The man cursed as blood spilled down his face from the wound. Caesar quickly attempted to follow up his attack by grabbing the gun, but the man saw him coming this time and fought back. They struggled fiercely for the weapon, knocking over the end tables and the coffee table, but the bastard managed to pull away and aimed the gun right at Caesar just as the enraged blond was about to bring down a punch with his chained hand. “Fuckin’ DIE, you BITCH!!!”

Then, the gun went off, and there was a loud, metallic thud from the chain falling…

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#caejose #caesar zeppeli #joseph joestar #yandere!au #serial killer!au #yandere!joseph #serial killer!joseph #worth it #violence #attempted non-con #Im so sorry for how messed up this chapter is but it was necessary I promise! T~T

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Survey #42

“i don’t ask much, i just want you.”

have you ever been to the white house? no, i haven't. what are your plans for tomorrow? not shit. like always. maybe be able to adopt my snake. do you have a debit card? no why did you stop working at the last place you were employed? i kept having anxiety attacks that induced vomiting. have you ever made out with a complete stranger? no...? what would you do if you found out your ex was pregnant/fathered a child? probably kill myself. are you very close to your siblings? no would you kiss the last person you kissed again? i'd love to. what bugged you about the last person you dated? well i know now that he's not very understanding. but he tried to be. have you ever slapped someone, why? i hit my sister when i was little. don't remember why. have you ever had sex with someone the same night you met them? no, because i'm not a whore. if you could fly or breathe underwater, what would you choose? the latter, i think. is your life the same as it was a year ago? exactly the fucking same. are you in love with someone? should be obvious enough. what is your relationship status? are you happy with that? single, and no. i'm lonely as fuck. have you ever thought you could do a better job at being president? hell no. when people smoke around you, does it make you cough? sometimes. it'll always give me a headache. would you rather name your child michelle or monica? michelle do you know anyone who works at mcdonald’s? no have you ever felt like you lost a part of yourself? i KNOW i fucking have. when jason left, it was like the majority of me fucked off. have you ever suspected your mom or dad of having an affair? no. when you younger and misbehaved, what did your parents threaten you with? mom would threaten to spank me or take away computer privileges do you think it’s weird how babies are made? i mean yeah, i guess, but it is what it is. how would you react if your last ex wanted to get back together? i would just... fuck, man. i'd be so damn happy. are you comfortable in a short skirt? fuck no. do you and your family go on a vacation every year? no. we never do. when you were going out with your last ex and you had the chance to date your celebrity crush, would you have left your bf/gf for them? absolutely not. i don't care who my celeb crush is, no one lights a candle to jason. does your dad swear? yeah if your last kiss asked you on a date, what would you say? absofuckinglutely!!! do you think braces are sexy? does anybody, really? it's just something you tolerate. i don't think anyone's "sexy quotient" is affected by whether or not she/he wears braces. do you know anyone that is gothic? i'd love to be a goth if i could afford the wardrobe. how many coats of mascara do you use? like two what were you almost named? kathryn does your family hire someone to do your chores for you? no do you know how to use photoshop? very vaguely how about sony vegas? yeah what is the main reason you want to have children when you grow up? idk, i just... do? when i was with jason, i wanted children because i loved him so much and thus human instinct would have it i wanted his kids, but now that i'm with nobody idk, i just want kids one day. i guess. what do you struggle with? depression, anxiety, ptsd, bipolarity, no job, no money... i struggle with everything. are you self conscious? VERY what is the name on your birth certificate (feel free to withhold your last name for privacy reasons)? brittany marie is all you need to know. what day did you take your first breath? february 5th, 1996 what are the names of the lovely individuals that brought you into this world? donna and ken. the stereotyped image of a girl LOVES to shop. does this hold true to you? i like to shop only if it's for myself. i know that sounds greedy, but i just like... don't get the pleasure sensation otherwise. even if shopping isn’t your favorite... every girl has a favorite store. what’s yours? hottopic which type of undies do you wear most: Thongs, bikini/briefs, bootyshorts, or granny panties? if i wear underwear, bikini. describe your style for me, using minimal words? comfortable do you have a walk in closet? do you even have a closet it all? no, yes. tampons or pads? why? tampons, because i don't like feeling like wearing a bloody diaper. do you ever pamper yourself? what do you do? no, because i'm fucking poor. do you like surprises? no. i get scared of what it is. how many people of the opposite sex do you fully trust? none. when is the last time you watched a hockey game? yearrrrssss ago. ever been paid for sex or a sexual favor? nope. have you ever been to a strip club? no, and i never will. do you listen to a variety of music, or do you tend to stick to one genre? i stick to a genre. metal. when you’re going to be at home all day, do you bother to get out of your pajamas? no. which is like every day. do you play angry birds? no. i just recently saw the movie tho and it was super cute. what do you have pierced on you? ears, nose. what’s important about april? my little sister's birthday is there anyone who hates you? probably if I say “psycho”, who is the first person that comes to your mind? me dated someone more than once? no where did you get the last shirt you were wearing? hottopic does your mom know your deepest darkest secrets? no. are you scared of needles? nah, not really. do you know what an ‘amv’ is? yeah, i make them sometimes. how many songs are on your ipod/mp3 player? over 1,000 are there any orange clocks in your house? no do mice freak you out? not at all. how many formal dances did you or have you gone to in high school? i went to two proms. is there a certain movie you always cry at when you watch it? yeah, "the notebook" tears me up everytime. are any of your siblings married? yeah do you like kiwi? hell yes. ever go ghost hunting? no when it’s time to dress up for a special occasion, are you more likely to wear a dress, a skirt, or dress pants? dress if you eat oatmeal, do you add water or milk to it? what is your favorite flavor? milk, bc i dislike its flavor when i add water. my fave's apples and cinnamon. if you could only own a hair dryer, curling iron, or straightener, which one would you choose? straightener if you’re straight, have you ever thought about kissing the same sex? if you’re gay, have you ever thought about kissing the opposite sex? no. your last relationship, who dumped who? he dumped me. do you believe in love at first sight? explain. no, because even thinking it's possible to look at someone and love them is ignorant as fuck. do you keep a planner? no, because i don't need one. i don't do anything significant, ever. do you want kids anytime soon? no. are you excited for next year? not really. new years doesn't mean anything. what occurs in time isn't affected by one year suddenly ending and changing into another. 2017 will be just as bad as 2016, probably. do you know any german words? i took four classes of it, i know plenty. do you say any words that are pretty specific to your area? no have you ever smoked? nope can you make yourself cry? no. have you ever held a starfish? i don't think so. would you rather live in hawaii or alaska? alaska could you use a haircut? totally what do you put on your scrapes or cuts? usually, nothing. sometimes a band-aid. do you like cheez-its or cheese nips better? cheez-its by a long shot. have you ever held a snake? yes. i hope to again very soon<3 do you know anyone from canada? yeah, jacob's ex. nice girl. has a wild animal ever been loose in your house? mice are you scared to look at your own organs on x-ray or ultrasound? naw, shit's cool. have you ever met an alaskan? only online. my friend mikaela's alaskan. did you ever play spyro? lmao. i'd STILL be playing it if i had my ps2. have you ever had a near death experience? car wreck, yeah. do you think some babies are ugly? some definitely are. do you love stuff crusted pizza? no, actually. do you apply lotion after you bathe? no, but i REALLY should. has a youtube video of yours ever gotten over 10,000 views? nah son. would you ever get a tattoo on your collar bone? ha ha, i already do. do gangs scare you? of course they do. the bloods tried to break into our house once when ashley was home alone with maddie. what do you think of girls with huge boobs that don’t wear bras in public? i don't care how big your boobs are, if your breasts are developed, wear a bra, please. it's only to be decent. does your best friend wear makeup? she rarely does. do you prefer to fix the problems or just end the relationship? be a fucking adult and fix the damn problems. would you rather have donuts or donut holes? donuts do you still watch movies on vhs? no, mom got rid of ours have you used a ouija board and had a freaky experience with it? no, never used one. what’s one health problem you wish you didn’t have? get rid of my depression. god, please. what “group” did you belong to in high school? everyone considered me an emo. guess i was and still am one, i'm so ridiculously emotional. what is the best thing you have done in your life? dated jason. what is your favorite animal? list three adjectives to explain your choice. meerkats, as they're very social, ridiculously bold, and curious. what was your nickname growing up? twinkie if you could be anything in the world, what would you be and why? a meerkat biologist, because i love meerkats so much and they make me happy. have you ever had feelings for 2 people at the same time? nope. if you found someone seemingly perfect for you, but it turned out they had a child… would you still give the relationship a chance? at my age, no. if your best friend of the opposite sex tried to kiss you, would you start kissing them back? probably not, honestly. have you ever kissed someone who has previously kissed someone you hated? yep do you think the next person you kiss will be a better kisser than the last person you kissed? HA. i HIGHLY doubt that.

#survey #quiz #questions #asks #answered

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