#208x

[kogetaikid]

It's Finally Spring Break, so Let's Start it Off with a Theory

(TW! Child Neglect!)

(P.S. I'm not gonna become the next MatPat. Just going this for fun, but may his legacy be remembered)

Remember my Clover headcanons? Today I'm gonna talk specifically about this one right here:

I was binge-playing Undertale Yellow this morning and saw this piece of flavor text

This is makes me suspect that they didn't grow up in a nice place. It also gives more insight on Clover's possible caretakers if they had any (which judging by the text, he probably did)

Their parents must've been lazy for whatever reason (Since it's implied Undertale takes place in the future, and Clover fell before Frisk, It's implied Undertale Yellow takes place in the future too! Let's use the year 208X as an example)

This also makes Clover's closeness to other monsters in the underground make more sense. They lack any parental figure

Keep reading for a reenactment. I might spread this into a bigger theory on Mt. Ebott and the human souls, but that's for another post...

Feel Free to Debunk this! I've only gotten to the end of the neutral ending before!

Ebott Village, 208X

(I couldn't come up with a better name, alright!?)

There lived a young child named Clover. He loved western cinema and loved to pretend they were a cowboy! They had a hat, a "gun" (due to their age they couldn't get their hands on a real one), a southern accent, everything!

Their parents were lazy, and never cooked or cleaned. They just stayed cooped in their house, addicted to whatever people in 208X are addicted too. They even forgot they had a kid.

Clover heard about Mt. Ebott and the missing children from their village, and the war between humans and monsters centuries ago. They decided to see the truth for themselves and find the other humans either dead of alive. Their parents wont notice them gone.

[Everything else just cuts into the events of Undertale Yellow. Fell free to debunk!]

[owlmoonboi]

The X Project

CJ

I can only see the wall across from me which is white. I’m trapped in a tube that is called my home. At the bottom of the tube on the cold gray floor is writing that says 208X. I’m not exactly sure what the writing means.

My name is CJ. Not sure what it stands for but it’s what I’ve been called since the day I opened my eyes. It’s the name “The Man” chosen for me. I’ve never actually met “The Man”. The way his name is echoed through the halls is as if he’s god or something.

My age. Well the thing is I don’t have one. I’ve never been told what it is if I do have one. To me age seems like a foreign concept. Of course I know basic math so I understand each year someone gets older but I don’t understand the need for age. Apparently people’s bodies change when they get older. I wouldn’t know what that’s like. I’ve been awake here for two hundred days and have not changed. I might have been here longer. This is just the number I’ve gotten from when I first woke up.

I call my home a tube but it’s actually more of a capsule. It’s opaque glass in front of me while to the sides of me it’s metal. I don’t know what is behind me but it feels hard. Rock-solid. There are tubes connected to me pumping to give me food and water. One of the people in white coats who look after me says “You won’t need those tubes or any nutrients once you are freed.” Freed. She says that one day I’ll no longer be concealed in this small space where I’m pressed against something hard. One day I’ll be able to smell things. To hear noises I’ve never heard and to touch things I’ve never touched. To do things I’ve never done before. There is still so much I don’t know but there is one thing I do know. The day I’m freed from this capsule will be the best day of my life.

Vic

Today my eyes shot open for the first time ever. For what had felt like the longest time ever, I was in a world of my mind. It was sort of like a dream but it felt so real. The remnants of the world are still left in my mind as vivid memories. They look like scenes from a movie except I’ve never actually watched a movie.

There is this one specific memory where I’m in an open space of land which seems to have once been a forest. There is an abundance of lifeless trees lying on the dead grass. The trees left are ablaze and have shed their leaves. Fire dances about freely. Arrows fly in mid air while the sky is painted with smoke. Bullets pour down from the sky naturally as though it’s the same as rain falling. There is a swarm of people chasing after me. The people range from the age of six to sixty. They are wearing torn clothes and look malnourished. The people not running fast enough get whipped until they bleed. The ones who shed even a single tear get stabbed. The people whipping them are in cars and dressed in fancy clothes.

I feel sorry for the people but I won’t ever let them trap me. I won’t let them catch me. They can’t get to me. They won’t get me. I am a free spirit. They’ll never be able to stop me. No matter what I’ll always be faster since I am the lightning and they are the thunder. I ran through the fire. There is a slight sting but when I step out of the fire any sign of a burn fades away. This seems weird since from my knowledge humans get burnt by fire. Then again I’ve never actually been taught again. My brain seems to be a book and all the knowledge I have has just been written by someone else.

The wall across from me is yellow. God, I hate yellow. I begin to feel sick. My legs are wobbly and my head is throbbing. I’m dizzy. I felt like I had just been spinning for a long time but this whole time I’ve just been standing here, still. I feel like liquid form in my mouth and a lump in my throat. It’s vomit. I gulp it down as even though it is disgusting it’s less disgusting than being covered in spew. I try to move my feet to get my balance back but they won’t move. They are pressed to the ground. I don’t know how they are pressed to the ground. There are no signs of a nail and it doesn’t seem like it’s glue as the ground isn’t sticky but then again glue goes hard once it dries and I can’t see anything behind me so there could be a nail in the back of my foot which it’s just that I can’t feel it.

I notice there is writing on the floor which says 209X. I’m not sure what it means but I think it might be the number for the capsule like how apartments have numbers. That’s what I like to think as it’s the most normal and sane explanation.

I rub my hands down my body to get a sense of what I look like as there is no light shining through the glass for me to get a glimpse of my reflection. My hair has been cut close to the skin but not shaved. On the top of my head it has been left slightly longer. The strands are still quite short and in tight curls like coils. My lips feel full. My nose is small and squishy. It’s what someone would call a button nose. My stomach feels slightly soft but there is nothing to be squished. My hips and chest feel quite similar in size and large in proportion to my body. My shoulders are broad. People may call me voluptuous or robust depending on how they view curves. My legs feel muscular. It seems that if I had a life before being trapped I was either a runner or dancer. I feel more likely a runner as dancers typically have a more elegant figure.

A man in a white coat, black pants, a button up shirt, a tie and leather shoes approaches me. Even though I’m in this glass he seems to be towering over me which makes me feel nervous. I’m worried about what he might do. I hope he isn’t like one of the men from my visions. They beat up that pregnant woman terribly. The sight was absolutely horrendous. She was covered in blood head to toe, her clothes had been ripped and there were chunks of hair that had been torn out. Even just the thought of it makes me feel like I’m going to be sick. I really hate the way I can see things so clearly. Especially since most of these scenes or flashbacks are terrible events of mistreatment towards minorities. People who don’t even have a choice.

The man opens his mouth to speak. The words slowly leave his lips. “Hello, I’m Simon. I just want you to know that you can trust in me and that you are safe. You’re probably wondering why you are here. The answer is that “The Man” sent you here as you are important to our mission.” “What mission?” I ask bluntly. I feel no need to be nice. I’m trapped. “That is not information for you.” He states sternly. I grunt. I wish my question could be answered. “Can you at least tell me my name?” I snap. “Your name is Vic.” He says in the same calm tone as he had previously spoken. Even if he couldn’t give me answers I liked being able to feel safe around him.

Sherbet

An electric shot went through my veins. In the darkness I saw two girls in capsules. One of the girls is curvy with brown skin, golden eyes and short curly hair. The other has long red in a ponytail, blue eyes, freckles, rosy cheeks and a statuesque figure. I walk over to the capsules. I place my hands on the glass. I see visions. I see the girl with brown skin run extremely fast. She’s running at the speed of light. There is a blurry trail following her. The other vision is of the girl with red hair. I see her controlling heat. She is taking the fire away from a burning building without using any water. She picks up the fire and just adds the flames to her hair making it become longer. The visions dissipate like morning frost on a window.

I feel another electric shot go through my veins. This time it feels more like a jab. I feel a burning sensation in my chest and my heart races. I’m pulled away from the capsules. I am concealed in metal. Encapsulated with only an extremely thin bar for me to look through.

My eyes shoot open. What my mind just showed me is real. I’m trapped. Trapped in a capsule made of metal. I press against the capsule. I try to break the metal but when my skin touches the metal I’m pulled back. I feel another burning sensation except this one is just a short zap. My stomach hurts. Though the pain isn’t like you're going to be sick but more like you’ve been kicked in the stomach. My head is hot. I feel slightly dizzy but I know I’m unable to fall over so I don’t worry. My feet are pressed against the ground by bricks. I take a quick glance at the ground to see writing that says 1X. I’m unsure what it stands for but presume that the X is an unknown variable like in algebra.

I squint to look through the small bar of glass. I see someone in a white coat walk past. They have a name tag on. I see an s, an i and a t on the name tag so I assume their last name must be Smith. That’s the only name that comes to mind with those letters. I’m unable to tell if they’re a man or woman as I never caught a glimpse of their face. I saw they have messy hair.

Someone is approaching my capsule. The metal in front of me slides open. I see across from me two other capsules. I begin to notice other capsules. The two I noticed first are made of glass with a girl in both of them while the others are either empty or have a pile of bones in it. The bricks pressing down my feet disintegrate. A man with a long beard and a Dad bod stands at the opening. “Follow me.” He stammers. He looks slightly nervous.

I step out of the capsule. I stumble to the floor. I feel a liquid on my knees. With all the strength I can get I push myself up from the cold tiles. When I get up the liquid is gone from my knees. They are just left with a sting similar to the burning sensation but not as strong.

We go in a lift before walking through a long dark tunnel. In the tunnel I can hear people talking on the other side of a wall. The images I get of them are blurry and faded. I can see a table and people and papers but I’m unable to see the writing on the papers. I hear someone saying “Are we sure we can use 1X? We don’t know if they’re stable. They were our first test. It’s surprising that they woke up. All the others until 208X had died.” “You mean Sherbet and CJ. We’ve given them names so after they’re trained we can release them into society. We have to try to make them fit in. We can’t have people finding out that they’re…” the sound cut out. The voice had faded.

I followed the man until we entered a room which looked like a doctor's surgery. Someone put their hand out to instruct me to get into the bed. I machine was attached to me, bricks were pressed against my arms and legs and a clear mask was put over my nose and mouth. “No! No! No! Stop it!!!” I screamed. I felt a gas go over my nose and mouth. My sight went blurry. Everything went black before my eyes closed.

CJ

The glass opened. I was free. At least I thought I would be but I was just a bird they were going to put in an Avery instead of a cage. A woman with pink glasses and blonde hair led me through sliding doors. I turned to watch two other people be taken off. I wondered who they were. I thought I was the only person here other than the workers.

We went down a long corridor to another door before going down some stairs. Once we had gone downstairs I was sent to a room that looked like an office. There was a desk and chairs and papers and pens and white walls. Everywhere in this place seems to be some variant of white except for the things that are black. I mean certain greys are more close to white than black anyway. The world man locked the door behind me.

In front of me was what looked to be a window except I couldn’t see anything on the other side. The glass lit up. It was connected to another room. I heard a male voice say “Sit down. There is a test you need to complete to make sure you’re ready to start training.” I sat down obligingly. I felt puzzled at the idea of training. What does training exactly mean? What am I going to have to do? Is training similar to a school. I’ve always wanted to go to a school.

“Open the booklet. Time starts now.” The man enunciated. He sounded like how a snake would if snakes could talk. I opened the booklet and picked up the pen which was black. I read the first question which was multiple choice. It said- if you were to kill someone how would you do it?

Stab them

Shoot them

Strangle them

Gnaw at them

Run them over or

Push them from a tall height

I didn’t know which one to circle. The thought of killing somebody had never crossed my mind. I put the pen to the page and circled b. I thought that was the best one to choose since you’re further away from the person so they are less likely to be able to hurt you.

I’m continuing to answer some more multiple choice questions. The next few were about weapons and defense mechanisms. It felt strange answering a test with questions that have such a violent undertone but it might be normal as I’ve never done a test before. I had always thought this would be the best day since I’d be getting new experiences. I’m getting a new experience right now.

The next question was a short answer question. The question was-

If you had to save a woman pregnant with twins or a baby from a burning building who would you save and how?

I wrote I would save the baby from the fire since the pregnant woman still has time left on her pregnancy and she may has a miscarriage as the question doesn’t say how far in the pregnancy she is. The pregnant woman can also leave herself while a baby is helpless. I would save the baby by going in the building with my shirt over my face to shield myself from breathing in the smoke. I would pick up the baby putting it under my shirt to make sure it doesn’t breathe in the smoke. If I am unable to escape the way I entered I would jump from an open window and hope for the best.

There were a few more short answers before I got to a long answer. The question was- Should people be able to be put on the electric chair? Why or why not?

I went to put the pen to the page to answer the question when my mind went blank. Everything I had ever known disappeared. I stood there in the darkness watching memories be played backwards slowly losing color before fading. When the last memory dissipated I began to unravel as though I was a blanket with a loose thread but unlike a blanket I felt cold and scared. I didn’t know what was going on.

I opened my eyes. Somebody took away the test paper and pen. “She didn’t finish the test but after some shots she’ll be alright.” I went to ask about the shots but the person shushed me before I had the opportunity to speak.

[anim8yash]

4. The Male Gaze and Marvel's Black Widow (2021)

In films and media, "The male gaze" is associated with the point of view of a male spectator through camera, direction or narrative conventions. The term was popularized five decades ago by a British film theorist, Laura Mulvey in 1973. She pointed out how the cinema portrays females in films through the lens of a man's perspective (which more often than not used to be a sexualized representation of women). (Lauren Michele Jackson, 2023)

Examples of male gaze by youtuber Chang G (2020)

This blog discusses the male gaze and the extent it was dealt with in the recently released movie "Black Widow"(2021). Black Widow is arguably the more fierce and feminist movie from Marvel as of now. It breaks the stereotypes of Marvel's male-centric storyline establishing strong female characters as cast, showing a less hypersexualized Natasha, going against mansplaining, sexism and misogyny all at once. She is also portrayed in different lights such as a vulnerable kid in the beginning to an assassin who is all about the mission without any reference to potential romantic interests. When in fact her representation in comics as well as other media was mostly through a "male gaze" until 2021.

Representations of Black Widow in Comics (From left to right) The Web of Black Widow, The Web of Black Widow #5 Bianchi variant, Black Widow : Deadly Origin

Her clothes also includes a leather jacket instead of skin-fit russian assassin suit which exaggerates her sex appeals and nobody compliments about her good looks as contrast to the Iron-man 2 (2010). Even her poses while fighting in Iron-man 2 was hypersexualized. This was much better represented in the recent Black Widow movie (Killian.K.D , 2022). The plot moves around her family, sisterhood and everything that she had to go through before becoming a part of the avengers which is again an empowering representation for a female character who was used as an eye-candy in previous movies.

[figure 1] Scarlett Johansson as Black Widow in Iron Man 2. Photograph: François Duhamel/AP

[figure 2] Black Widow Poster (2021) rectifying the male-gaze from past movies

The ideology of "Male Gaze" despite being termed in 1973, has been present way before cinema was even invented. Since the society was more patriarchal during the medieval times and even after democracy came into the picture, women have been represented as an object of pleasure for male spectacle even in oil paintings. Due to which, the progress to come out of that bias will also take some time.

[figure 1] Sandro Botticelli, The Birth of Venus, 1484-86, tempera on canvas, 172.5 x 278.9cm, Uffizi Gallery, Florence.

[figure 2] Jean Auguste Dominique Ingres, Grande Odalisque, oil on canvas, 1814, 88.9 x 162.6cm, Louvre, Paris

[figure 3] Édouard Manet, Déjeuner sur l'herbe, 1863, oil on canvas, 208x 264.5cm, Musée d’Orsay, Paris.

However if we suppose the time when the oil paintings were created as a starting point, art and media has come a long way in terms of representing women today. Moves like Marvel's Black Widow, may not be there yet. But there is a clear progress from when she was seen as a sidekick in Iron-man 2 (2010) and with every new film release, women and even other identities are being represented with more clarity. As a media practitioner, It is also my responsibility to make an effort in creating relatable and unbiased representation of identities in my work.

Bibliography:

Jackson, L.M. (2023) The invention of ‘the male gaze’, The New Yorker. Available at: https://www.newyorker.com/books/second-read/the-invention-of-the-male-gaze (Accessed: 04 January 2025).

McInerney, R. (2021) The male gaze, Art History Perspectives. Available at: https://www.arthistoryperspectives.com/posts/themalegaze (Accessed: 04 January 2025).

Killian, K. D. (2022) ‘An Analysis of Black Widow (2021): Marvel’s Most Feminist Film Features Powerful Sisters and an Attenuated Male Gaze’, Journal of Feminist Family Therapy, 35(1), pp. 106–113. doi: 10.1080/08952833.2022.2139926.

Pulver, A. (2021) Scarlett Johansson criticises ‘hypersexualisation’ of Black widow in iron man 2, The Guardian. Available at: https://www.theguardian.com/film/2021/jun/17/scarlett-johansson-criticises-hypersexualisation-black-widow-iron-man-2 (Accessed: 05 January 2025).

Spalanz. (2021) Black widow (2021), spalanz.com. Available at: https://spalanz.com/2021/12/08/black-widow-2021/ (Accessed: 05 January 2025).

Marvel Comics (no date) Web of black widow #5 Bianchi variant (of 5), ComicHub,ComicHub Stores,ComicHub Customer,ComicHub Publisher,ComicHub Pos,ComicHub Supplier/samurai_comics_glendale. Available at: https://stores.comichub.com/samurai_comics_glendale/products/web-of-black-widow-5-bianchi-variant-of-5- (Accessed: 05 January 2025).

Houser, J. (2020) The web of black widow: Paperback, Barnes & Noble. Available at: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-web-of-black-widow-jody-houser/1134088605 (Accessed: 05 January 2025).

Lawson, C. (2011) Comics spotlight on Black widow: Deadly origin, Wired. Available at: https://www.wired.com/2011/02/comics-spotlight-on-black-widow-deadly-origin/ (Accessed: 05 January 2025).

[shadohuntersgifs]

I'm worried the empanadillas are soggy. I gave the chef specific directions— Magnus. Everything is perfect.

[rosesradio]

oh wow i can’t wait for sanders sides s7 when they go to space and it’s revealed they were all straight this whole time. but it’s okay it’s not queerbaiting it’s saving the world. coming out in 208x under a 40$ paywall <3

[grayisgreyandthatsgreat]

Years

201x is equal to the Earth year 2015.

The year before 201x is 200x which is equivalent to the Earth year 2014. 

While the year 202x is the same year as 2016, Earth year. 

The Earth year 2000 = 186x 

The Earth year 2022 = 208x

The timelines started at 000a-999a. Then to 000b-999b, and so on. 

Currently we are at the X-Zenith, Millennium. 

(The letters are there to differentiate the Zenith, so this is the 208th year of the X-Zenith, Millennium or 208x for short.)

[doctor-dragon]

This is how everyone dresses in the year 208X, get used to it square.

[von-kaiser]

Can you give us a cyberpunk Von Kaiser headcanon?

((It’s all a bit vague, but here goes:))

In the year 208X, the world erupts into a war between corporations. Threatened with losing his job, Viktor von Kaiser enlists in his company’s private defense force. He comes home without an arm or a voice. Unable to return to work with his disability, Kaiser fashions himself a prosthetic arm and speech synthesizer. 

Despite giving himself a new voice, Kaiser doesn’t talk much anymore. He and Sovanna separate, but he tries his best to take care of their children.

If you ask the right people, you can find his shop in the rougher part of town. Unlike most stores in the area, it’s perfectly clean, inside and out. Viktor sits in the back behind the counter, a gun on his lap. You can buy or sell just about any machine you can think of. He never says hello or goodbye. He never asks where his goods come from or where they go. 

But if he finds out you’re a child trafficker… God help you.

[tarikuta]

(Agitation Φ)

[catboymoments]

Okay so.

In x men, mutations started showing up around the time of World War Two, which is late 30s - early 40s, which means that the first VISIBLE superpower at birth, the glowing baby, would’ve been born around that time too. Now flash forward to the time of the incredibles, the 50s and 60s. By this time people born with superpowers have had the chance to grow up and become the supers, but they were still rare and not as big of a threat, so supers were acknowledged as sparse individuals who performed heroic deeds, then they went underground for a while and came back as of the second incredibles movie. They were the first wave of heroes. However, as time went on, more people started having quirks or powers or whatever, and those people didn’t have good intentions, sparking revolt. Which leads to the dark era in the 70s-80s-90s involving all for one and magneto, leading into the early 2000s with continued oppression on people with quirks and the war on the mutants as per the movies, u kno?? During that time, people began to show up again, the x men and the beginnings of the second wave of heroes, who performed heroic acts to fight the evils that were stirring, all while the population of super powered people grew.

Flash forward a few years, the 2020’s and 2030’s, the government begins to implement the actual legal hero system at this point because it’s becoming even more prominent that they can’t stop the evolution of society, and rules about powers are being put in place, the dust settles, years go by as everything calms, until we reach the current bnha timeline of 208X that bnha takes place in. Send post.

My galaxy brain theory is that the incredibles, x men, and bnha all take place in the same timeline/universe

[ohmyexouniverse-blog]

·Amnesia·

The year is 208x. He's been preserved, and his memories are wiped out. Except very few of it which he sees only in dreams. 

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[TBA]

[shadohuntersgifs]

Get out of my way, Magnus. Oh, no. I'm not letting you make a scene. This is an elegant affair, not an episode of The Real Housewives of Idris.

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Rekenmachine Ibico 208X

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https://soundcloud.com/agitationphi/rebirth-208x

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