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jellieland · 1 year ago

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It's just like them, thinks Martyn, miserably, To want to make these things stick.

He's always been an "act first, weasel your way out of any potential consequences later," kind of guy, so immediate, painful and permanent consequences to his recklessness strike him as unfair, unwarranted, and quite possibly a personal attack.

But, well. Here he still is anyway. What's he going to do about it?

His ankle burns where the baby zombie clawed at it. His legs ache from the dripstone, and the dripstone, and, yes, the dripstone again, and also walking off Mumbo's house and perhaps slightly misjudging his landing.

His ear keeps ringing and most of his right side stings from the creeper that decided, quite rudely, to sneak up on him and then blow up directly in his face about half a second before he could raise his shield. And the gravel later on, that he'd seen falling but still not managed to avoid, hadn't helped with any of that either.

He can feel blood dripping down his back in no less then five separate places, along with his arm, his shoulder, and the side of his head—that last one bled a lot and got onto his bandanna which was pretty annoying, actually—all from his many encounters with what he thinks were probably, at a conservative estimate, about a billion skeletons.

He doesn't quite glare up at the Secret Keeper. The healing they'd given him had been too much of a relief for that; his vision had stopped swimming, that head wound had stopped bleeding so much, and it was significantly less painful to walk. But the look he gives them is certainly glare-adjacent.

"You do know injuries aren't supposed to stick around like this, don't you?" he mutters, bitterly. "I know you like twisting stuff, but this is ridiculous. It's unnatural, is what it is!"

Someone snorts behind him.

He turns, and he sees Cleo. Neat, meticulous stitches are visible across their skin. Martyn hasn't met many people with scars before, but she's one of them.

The only new one is what looks, ironically enough, like a zombie bite on their arm, entirely healed over.

"It's really not that hard to deal with if you're just patient," she says.

"Ah," he says. "Well. That's my problem right there, then, isn't it?"

"It certainly looks like it," they say, amused. They're laughing at him again. He can't even be mad, since all in all, he totally deserves it.

"Yeah, alright," he says, a bit indignant just for the sake of what remains of his pride. "No need to rub it in! I hope you realize that if healing just worked normally, I'd be doing really well, actually."

"Hmm. Right, you do tend to throw yourself off of cliffs, and then try and work out how you'll save yourself on the way down, don't you?" She gives him a knowing look. "But look on the bright side—when you do die, you'll get to be perfectly healthy again for... I give it ten seconds. After that, you'll start making decisions."

"Hey, I'll have you know I went to the Nether for ages, and got out without a scratch on me that I didn't have when I arrived!" he retorts.

"Oh, so you can be careful, you just choose not to be?" They raise a judgemental eyebrow.

"Well... I mean." He half-shrugs, then winces. "I mean. Yeah. Yes. You know this about me."

There is a brief pause. She gives him an unreadable look, eyes catching on the blood seeping through his shirt. "...Yeah. I guess I do."

He glances over at the Secret Keeper again, bold and unmoving against the unnaturally darkened sky.

When he looks back, Cleo is still watching him. "You didn't even bandage those, did you?" they ask, with a touch of what most people would think was disdain. "Let alone stitch them up."

"I mean, no? It's not like it'll do anything, is it?" he asks, taken aback. "The good old 'Powers That Be' want us to bleed, and they want us to keep bleeding! Who am I to argue?"

She narrows her eyes as though she doesn't quite understand his point. "I'm not saying that would fix it. I don't think any of us are going to live long enough for that method of healing to work." They shrug. "Would make it hurt less, though."

Now it's his turn to narrow his eyes. "Oh yeah?"

"Yeah," she says. "At least, so I've heard. For me, it's mostly about making sure I don't start physically falling apart, because it's really inconvenient when that does start happening."

He nods in acknowledgement. "Well, maybe I'll give it a go if I have the time." It all sounds a bit far-fetched to him. Much better to spend time working towards completing the next secret task he gets, or persuading people to give him the healing they have to spare, rather than losing hours on something that wouldn't actually help him in the long run.

(Maybe it's an echo, maybe it's just who he is, but Martyn's time is precious, and he is not giving it up for something so monotonous. Who would find that interesting?)

"Alright," they say. "If you're sure. But no one else is going to do it for you, you know."

He snorts. "Cleo," he says. "You're funny." She, of all people, should know he's already well aware of that.

"Right," they say, dryly. "Well, unless you want anything else I think I'm done here."

"Nah, not really." he says, then pauses. Frowns.

As unconvinced as he is, she really didn't have to say that to him. She deserves at least something in return.

"I will say," he says delicately, "if that advice really does help. You should probably keep it to yourself. You know. Death game, and all that."

All at once, their expression turns cold. "I think it's my business what I choose to give up, actually," she snaps.

Martyn's eyes briefly flick over to the Secret Keeper. "I mean..."

"No. I meant what I said." They cross their arms. "It's up to other people what they choose to do with it. But what I give them is up to me." She glances at the Secret Keeper, and then back to him. "No one's ever been able to tell me what I owe, or don't owe, to anyone." They smirk, and give him a piercing look. "You know this about me."

"...Yeah," he says. "I guess I do."

There is a short silence.

"Well!" He claps abruptly. "I won't keep you!"

"No, you won't," she says. "I'd best be off. This might come as a surprise, but I do actually have better things to do than hang out around Grian's creepy rock all day."

"Fair, fair." He chuckles, and raises a hand in farewell as they leave. "See you around."

Once she's out of sight, he goes back to staring at the Secret Keeper.

It's quiet.

"They're doing pretty well this time, huh?" he says. "If she keeps going like this, she probably won't get another happy ending, will she."

The air is very still, here. It's as though the place is trapped in night, even when he can see the sun in the sky.

The Secret Keeper does not answer him.

"I know you, though," he says. "You won't let it be all about being careful. That would be boring."

The thought nags at him that Cleo hasn't sounded as though they'd found any of this boring. Surely there had to be more to it than what she'd said? There had to be.

If there wasn't, then what was the point of all this pain?

He shifts, and his shoulder twinges, and he hisses quietly with frustration.

"Things already stuck," he says, unhappily. "They already stayed. I thought that was obvious."

The rock just stands there.

Judgemental. Impartial. It's impressive how it can manage to be both.

Martyn sighs heavily, and winces, and turns away. He looks towards his extremely small, entirely copied base, and a place where the sky is capable of letting in the light.

He pokes gingerly at his head wound. It's shallow, but painful.

"Maybe just this one," he mutters. "Could repurpose my bandanna. Although I guess I should probably wash it first. That would be smart." He wipes at his face. "If I don't then blood's going to start getting in my eyes. But not in a cool way, just in a way where I'll fall in a ravine by accident or something."

Nobody responds. That's ok. He hasn't exactly endeared himself to anyone, recently.

In a game that's even more about trust than usual, there's a part of him that doesn't mind being a lone wolf, as it were. At least for now. Harder to stab someone in the back if you don't let them get behind you, right?

He can make this work. He'll just have to adapt. He's good at that, usually! He just has to find the angle.

After all, he may not be patient, but he is persistent.

And he suspects being a liar will come in handy, for this one.

#secret life #secret life smp #martyn inthelittlewood #zombiecleo #my writing #i really like just how polar opposite their first episodes were #and how much it says about how they play these games.#and then there's the way that all damage sort of sticks #every heart you lose is a resource you will not get back. not really.

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birdofdawning · 2 years ago

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The Door in the Wall

Mother was making jam with Betsy and listening out for the shop bell, and she thought Charles was watching Helena playing in the yard. But Charles had gone upstairs to read Fun, and Freddy and Frank were at school, and so nobody noticed when Helena slipped the latch off the gate and crept out into the back lane — something she knew she was forbidden to do.

She trotted down the track, thinking how funny it was to see the back of everything. Mr Munday’s haberdashery, and the decorator’s shop, and the tobacconist’s were all so formal and tidy from the front — but from the back! Why there was a broken wheel barrow beside a gate, and the remains of what looked like a broken chair waiting beside the dust bins; and over the fence here was the sickly plane tree that the Mowatt children would sit in and shout out at Helena and her brothers as they passed by.

At the end of the lane Helena stopped and considered. Should she turn right and pass the corner shop into the High Street? But memories of a previous encounter with the sullen keeper of ‘Wallace – Decorators’ came to her then, and she decided to turn left.

Down she walked along an empty side street, until she stopped to fill the pockets of her coat with horse chestnuts from an overhanging tree. And when she stood back up she saw, across the way, the green door in the wall.

The sun had come out, and it illuminated a clean white wall so brightly after the previous gloom that Helena had to squint a little. The door was small and bottle green, and a scarlet creeper grew around it. And it wanted her to open it.

Now, Helena was never the sort of child who could not do a thing she knew she oughtn’t. Indeed, she quite made her mother despair at times, and no wonder! If there was an odd piece of glass laying in the street Helena must pick it up and play with the light it threw. And if a music box or a fob watch or any sort of useful device was left unguarded she would have it opened up and in pieces before its careless owner remembered and came back for it. Her mother would always try to intercept and assess for suitability each of the books and periodicals that Helena’s father would bring home; otherwise the girl would have carried it away to her small room in the attic, and her brothers would have to conduct periodic raids in order to capture reading material for themselves.

So when this door called out to her — not aloud, you understand, but as a sort of whisper inside — Helena walked straight across the street and up to it. Unlike most of the buildings around, the door was clean and bright, as if it had been painted only last week. It had a bronze latch with the face of a leopard or lioness on it, and it was just within reach if she stood on her very tip toes. It lifted easily, as if freshly oiled, and the door drifted open without the least push, inviting Helena to step through.

And — Oh! how wonderful! — instead of a grey autumn day it was warm, with a clear dark blue sky filled with the amber light of evening, and a few stars already lit in the heavens. And instead of dusty Bromley with its shops and roads she found herself in a park of great trees, with grass and little paths and a fountain in the distance. She could smell roses, for nearby there were bowers covered in them as if it were spring! And close by she could hear children calling to each other and laughing.

She stepped through, saying “O, lovely!” as she regarded the beautiful garden around her, and behind her the door softly latched itself shut.

For a short time Helena wandered in the direction of the children. The air was so balmy, and, she felt, somehow heavy; so much so that she was tempted to take off her coat. But one thing Mother had managed to teach to her youngest child was to never take off her coat among strangers, for what would people think?

And as the light faded — though she had only had her lunch an hour ago, she was sure — to her delight the trees nearest the path lit up with tiny lights, like fireflies, so that she could still see where she was going.

The path went around a hedge and suddenly opened up into a great meadow, and there she saw the children. They were some distance away running after some sort of device that hovered in the air, moving to and fro like a great bumblebee and humming like one too. And they wore hooded tunics — just like Robin Hood’s Merry Men had in an illustrated periodical she had once read — and heavy britches like a labourer, only dyed blue.

Only as Helena was about to go to the children she heard a whistle and turned to see a very pretty girl standing further along the path. She was dressed all in tattered clothes, like a boy's clothes, so that she looked like she had just stepped down from the Stage. And her hair was cut short like a boy's too, and it was lighted up like a fire as it caught the last rays of the sun. And the girl smiled at Helena and came to meet her, holding out her hand, and saying Well! I think you look like our visitor, here at last! — just as if she’d known Helena had been coming, and was pleased to see her. So they held hands and walked through the wonderful gardens, talking about all sorts of things (though afterwards she couldn’t remember quite what they discussed), until they came to a sort of summer house, like the bandstand in Bromley park.

And standing inside was the most beautiful lady Helena had ever seen. She had hair like burnished copper, and it was down, coiling in waves around her face. And her eyes were large and green, like glass, but so alive and welcoming! And then she gave such a big smile that Helena decided there and then that she would do anything to make this lady happy.

Then the lady stepped out of the summer house to meet them, and she was wearing trousers! But not shapeless trousers that fell like a sack to one’s shoes like Father and Frank and Freddie wore — no, these were shaped and curved so as to show the lady’s long, graceful legs. And, though she knew that such a thing ought to be very wicked, Helena just couldn’t think of this lady as anything but so very good. And right then Helena decided that when she was grown up she would wear trousers too, and she wouldn’t mind what Mother should say.

The lady had been speaking to the pretty girl, and now she turned and smiled again at Helena and said Hallo, and that she thought perhaps she knew Helena’s mother. So Helena said “My mother’s name is Sarah Wells, and my name is Helena Georgina Wells” and the lady was very still for a moment, but then she held out her hand and invited Helena to sit with her in the summer house.

They were quite alone now, and the lady brought out a slate, like one would use for doing sums or accounts, only it was made of glass. And the lady said What sort of animal would you most like to see in all the world? and Helena said “I would like to see a jaguar, please!” and the lady asked the slate to show them a jaguar and there it was! Not drawn in chalk, but a real, actual, moving jaguar creeping though the jungle and down into a river. And after that the lady asked Helena what she’d like to see next, and Helena said “A crocodile!” and there it was in the slate, a crocodile drifting through brown water toward an unsuspecting zebra that was drinking at the river’s edge. And they saw a secretary bird, and a polar bear, and a gorilla — because Charles was so scared of gorillas and Helena wanted to tell him that she’d actually seen one and hadn’t been scared a jot! “But how does it work?” Helena asked, turning the slate over and over and examining it with a frown, and the lady laughed and said that she promised Helena would find out one day.

And now it was quite dark outside, with the only light coming from an old lamp hanging from the ceiling, and from the magical slate. And Helena suddenly thought of Mother wondering where she was, and sending her brothers out to find her. So she decided that she’d better say Thank-you for Having Me and I Had A Lovely Time. Only she wasn't sure how to get back to the green door.

Then the lady said that she needn’t worry. Soon Helena would be back home, because this wonderful garden, and the summerhouse and the lady and everything, only existed while the lamp above them burned; and that it was almost out of oil and when the flame died all would be back as it ought to be. And Helena said “But that sounds like real magic! And I don’t think I believe in real magic. Father says it’s just superstition and humbug.” And the lady smiled again and told her that nevertheless the lamp had a special property, like an enchanted device in a tale of Arthur, and this property was that when you lit this lamp in this gazebo the person you most wanted to meet would come to you for a time. “Oh, but then who lit the lamp?” asked Helena, and the very beautiful lady said that she herself had. And Helena said “But that means that I am the person you most wanted to see!” Then the lady looked sad (though she still smiled) and said Yes, she supposed Helena was the person she most wanted to see. Only now it was time to say goodbye, though perhaps Helena would see her again one day.

Now Helena was the sort of person who tended to hold herself apart from others, so she wasn’t sure why she did what she did next, but before she knew it her arms were around the beautiful lady, and the lady held her tight too until Helena was done. Then from her pocket she took a bag that was like foil-paper, only it was a lovely violet colour instead of silver, and she carefully lifted down the little lamp and said Are you ready to go home Helena? And Helena was about to say “No! I think I would rather stay!” when there was a flurry of sparks like fireworks on bonfire night and a strange whistling in her ears and she felt all dizzy and most unwell for a time.

And when she was aware of herself again she was standing in the Bromley side street, beside the old wall. And I am sad to say that she immediately burst into tears.

Eventually she made her way back up the side-street toward home, feeling bereft and so low. Then who should she see but her Mother trotting out of the lane towards her and looking most displeased! And as she was dragged back home (with her mother saying Gardens!? Ladies?! Jaguars?! My child you your head is being rotted away by those silly papers your Father brings home, I never-in-all-my-life, and so-on), Helena looked back toward the white wall. She saw the scarlet creeper as clear as anything, but would you believe — only no, I do you an injustice, you will have guessed already — the lovely green door had quite disappeared.

Later she told Charles all about the green door and her adventure in the wonderful garden, and he laughed and teased her for more details, jeering like older brothers do, until Helena refused to speak of it again and went to bed very cross that no-one would believe her.

And she decided that one day, when she was a grown-up woman herself, she would find the very beautiful lady again, and they would wear trousers and have adventures together.

And her mind made up, Helena fell fast asleep.

(And here is what Charles made of her story many years later.)

#bering and wells #helena wells #myka bering #Warehouse 13 #helena x myka #A silly thing at 11pm #H G Wells (the real one)#The Door In the Wall (1906)#claudia donovan

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jackredfieldwasmyjacob · 2 years ago

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END OF THE YEAR LIST

due to my memory problems (thank you mental illness <3), i decided early in the year to document all sorts of stuff i do in the year, most of them media related. we've now reached the end of 2022, so i'll be writing down here the stuff in order that i've watched / read / listened to this year, even if no one cares lol. also, i'll be boldening my favourite(s) x of the year (i'll only take into consideration for it stuff i first discovered this year cause it'd be unfair any other way), and adding the date i consumed each thing when i remembered to write it down. anyways, hope you like it :)

MOVIES:

the muppets: a christmas carol (01/01)

sing! 2 (08/01) -> in the cinema

emperor's new clothes (18/01)

tick, tick... boom! (22/01)

lady bird (06/02)

digimon: the movie (13/03) REWATCH

west side story 2021 (02/04)

turning red (10/04)

legally blonde (14/06)

doctor strange in the multiverse of madness (22/07)

lightyear (03/09)

blonde (01/10)

elvis (16/10)

enola holmes 2 (11/11)

the mitchells vs the machines (03/12)

dead poets society (09/12) REWATCH

strange world (25/12)

BOOKS:

mistborn: the hero of ages, by brandon sanderson (11/01)

wilder mann. the image of the savage, by charles fréger (17/01)

the song of achilles, by madeline miller (14/02)

hamlet, by william shakespeare (29/03)

sub luce maligna, by gonzalo fontana elboj (01/06)

legends, tales and poems, by gustavo adolfo bécquer (11/07)

mitología ibérica. cuentos y consejas de la vieja españa, by constantino cabal

algunos mitos españoles, by julio caro baroja

mistborn: the alloy of law, by brandon sanderson

mistborn: shadows of self, by brandon sanderson

TV SHOWS:

bridgerton s2 (17/04)

bridgerton s1 (24/04)

bridgerton s2 (26/04) REWATCH

derry girls s1 (04/05) REWATCH

derry girls s2 (06/05) REWATCH

derry girls s3 (18/05)

stranger things s4 vol. I (08/06)

stranger things s4 vol. II (03/07)

spy x family s1 (04/07)

fleabag s1 (01/08) REWATCH

fleabag s2 (04/08) REWATCH

abbott elementary s1 (17/09)

derry girls s1 & s2 (23/10) REWATCH

derry girls s3 (24/10) REWATCH

wednesday s1 (05/12)

the sex lives of college girls s1 (08/12)

fleabag s1 (13/12) REWATCH

fleabag s2 (17/12) REWATCH

the sex lives of college girls s2 (19/12)

CONCERTS:

conan gray (21/05)

madcool 2022 (06/07) -> creeper, yungblud, alfie templeman, metallica, & twenty one pilots

joaquín sabina tribute group (20/08)

sum 41 and simple plan (28/09)

ginebras (29/10)

VIDEOGAMES:

growing up (PC)

medieval dynasty (PC)

the life and suffering of sir brante (PC)

dorf romantik (PC)

legend of the keepers (PC)

tile cities (PC)

festival tycoon (PC)

pro cycling manager 2021 (PC)

pokémon legends arceus (Switch)

rune factory 5 (Switch)

voice of cards: the isle dragon roars (Switch)

mario kart 8 deluxe DLC (Switch)

immortal life (PC, 02/07)

digimon survive (Switch, 31/07)

evoland (Switch, 31/08)

patron (PC, 03/09)

my time at portia (PC, 04/09)

travellers rest (PC, 05/09)

youtubers life 2 (PC, 16/11)

the manga works (PC, 16/11)

pokémon scarlet (Switch, 21/11)

sky haven (PC, 25/12)

mount and blade II (PC, 27/12)

SONGS (this one is just lifted from my spotify wrapped):

mon amour - remix, by zzoilo ft aitana

yamaguchi, by amaia

raffaella, by varry brava

la típica canción, by ginebras

in a crowd of thousands, from anastasia

aura, by alba reche

el fin del mundo, by la la love you ft axolotes mexicanos

yo invito, by amaia

cuestión de suerte, by natalia lacunza

all too well (10 minutes version) (taylor's version) (from the vault), by taylor swift

guerrera, by valeria castro

sin miedo a nada, by alex ubago ft amaia montero

quiero pero no, by amaia ft rojuu

ay mamá, by rigoberta bandini

till forever falls apart, by ashe ft finneas

mándame un audio - remix, by fresquito & mango ft aitana

nuestro nombre, by natalia lacunza

vuelvo a verte, by malú ft pablo alborán

demasiadas mujeres, by c tangana

looking up, by paramore

#2022 #i'm thinking of adding new stuff for next year #like trips #and musicals (not that i go to many but still)#oh and i'm thinking of writing down which songs i listen to the most each month #that could be fun as well #anyways hope you like it :)#and i know i need to consume more media #life i guess #also most of the games listed here i only played once 😶 i gotta cut that habit

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bucket-of-cheese · 2 months ago

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Someone asked where’s mumbo and I realized I never went into the details of this so here we go:

My piece is focused on the start of the final session, when everyone received their final task! So everyones backgrounds shows where they were when they got the task (why some teams are split up) AND their location in reference to the secret keeper decided the composition

bc its the final session, some players werent included bc they already were eliminated BUT i wanted to represent them somehow (in order: mumbo, lizzie, jimmy)

the galactic writing on the side spells out (top to bottom) “Win Secret Life : Success”

teehee 🏜️ (scar started the episode in his creeper spawner)

also scar is the only one with the symbol on the back of his task AND the only one with a border separating him from the others! (Watchers favorite/j and he had no friends)

If you haven’t already go check out the full zine btw! So many talented people worked on this and deserve proper recognition 💛💛

[ Win Secret Life ]

Only a couple months late, heres my piece for @trafficzine 5th edition!!

#life series #secret life #bucket rambling

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amitapaul · 2 years ago

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Day 23

Poem 29

29/23

THE CHAIR

The chair, the desk,

the large rooms,

the cubicled sections

the long corridors

the colonnaded porticos

and the lawns

with formal borders

a crooked fir tree

graceful frangipani

bougainvillea and quisqualis

and the bridal creeper

trailing over

the boundary walls

I never really knew

how much the gardens

meant to me

and the vases of flowers

on the tables

Teatime was always the best of times

and of course it was always teatime

Well, after eleven o’clock, definitely

Bearers in white with red cummerbunds

and ornate turbans of red and white

with gold piping seen here and there

between the folds, and a stiff hoopoe’s crest

of starched white mulmul topping the confection

could be seen soundlessly floating up and down

the gleaming corridors of power with polished door of teak and mahogany opening on both sides

amidst the potted palms and aspidistras

bearing silver trays with silver teapots

( later steel ) and milkpots and sugarpots

spoons and strainers and starched damask napkins

with Brittania Marie Wafer Biscuits and trail mixes

of spicy salted vermicelli and roasted gram and pulses

at the very least ; at best piping hot samosas

plump with mashed spiced peas and potatoes

served with a dash of Kissan’s tomato sauce

which is in fact mostly made of pumpkin

and ice- cold rosogullas in their own syrup

or sugar- bombs of soft sticky hot gulabjamuns

served with fresh hot Darjeeling tea

O the tinkling of those spoons in those teacups !

and the tiny clouds of steam rising like mini dragons

from each fine porcelain or bone-china tea-cup when tea was poured from the hot teapot pot

into each translucent cup, table brewed -

a soupçon of milk, and one sugar, please .

The gossip was always hotter and spicier

than the snacks and the tea, especially

in the rooms of the departments of personnel

finance and cabinet coordination, especially

on Tuesday afternoons, when the Cabinet

usually met, and transfers and postings were decided :

you could see hacks from over a dozen newspapers

eager for slivers of news that even a passing peon

could drop, before the big feast of the post- cabinet

Press Conference, with pakoras and pineapple pastries

and ready- mixed tea from aluminium tea kettles

for official spokespersons, assistants, clerks,

and media persons. Four thirty to five o’clock

in the afternoon in the Secretariat Conference Hall

under the pink Clock Tower in the Old Secretariat.

To sit for hours

in colour- blocked

salwar - kameez-

dupatta- jacket

poring over petitions

and yellowed pages

of the law books

and “ reporters “

of High Court

and Supreme Court

Judgements with

titles and years

etched on their

covers and spines

in gold on red black

or brown leather

sparring with lawyers

in their black coats

and gowns and stiff

starched white collars

bow ties and recording

evidence and citing

precedents and dictating

judgements in tones

sonorous to drowsy

stenographers

Upstairs in the record room with the port- hole windows

records from a hundred fifty years ago were slowly

falling apart among the district gazetteers, and the clerks

and record- keepers wheezed and coughed

with asthma and tuberculosis, driving up the costs

of medical reimbursement.

One day the marigold garlands and rose bouquets

came out in cartloads and speeches were delivered

framed and presented to a jolly good “ fellow”

and a farewell ride given on a car pulled by colleagues.

That night, a buffet dinner at a posh hotel.

Then silence, more or less.

Cholai, the principal under- gardner,

brought home a bunch of handpicked flowers

on my birthday .

We had some tea and biscuits

and a pleasant chat in the verandah.

Birds sang to us - I , relaxed on my rattan recliner,

He , very proper, on a polished shisham chair.

( ASA )

23/4/23

#23GloPoWriMo

Poem 29

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hey8ter · 8 years ago

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You won’t say “Bye bye”??

from Nagurigaki BEAT!! - 7 nin dake no shinnenkai

Me: He hung up!! It’s fine, it’s fine. I am not even sad.

Also me: *calls bae again* Where is my “BYE BYE”?

I LIVE FOR @yasubamoments

Cr.: Kanjani8_Mexico

I feel you, Baru.

#Keeper or Creeper? You decide #Sometimes I am Baru and sometimes I am Yasu #so relatable #YaSuba #somehow cute hehehehe #ultimate otp #cute patooties #our cute Subaru #POCKET BAE YASU #i am both of them

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Can I please get a BTAS creeper romantic headcannons or alphabet or something, thank you!

its summer ive got my hat on backwards and its time to fuckin party

BTAS!Creeper romantic hcs:

he can be very overbearing - he's smug, dramatic, purposefully overreacts to shit, he's just generally a little piece of shit. but in an endearing kind of way. most of the time at least

he Will Not leave you alone. if you're together, you're together. every waking minute must be spent with you. at least it mostly keeps him off the streets from causing chaos, but there are times where he will take you out with the sole purpose of showing off and it often results in Batman having to intervene

steals for you. he's not really a top tier criminal and it's very risky, you've had GCPD knocking on your door with inquiries about the stolen goods they traced to you and at this point, they don't even ask you to explain. it's not your fault that one crazy fucker has an obsession with you and desperately wants to spoil you with goods. after realising how much trouble he's truly causing you, Creeper will mostly resort to just stealing money off of people or whatever place he stumbled upon to buy you gifts. maybe you're not getting into trouble with the cops that much anymore, but they figured your mans out and they're getting kind of fed up. but there's no way to reason with him

i think that's pretty obvious, but he's clingy. very much so. craves physical touch 24/7. he will constantly grab at you, pet you, nuzzle you, cuddle you and absolutely will tickle you half to death until you can barely breathe. it has resulted in him being kicked in the nuts (accidentally) more than once, but he's relentless. he's afraid of nothing. and he loves to play-wrestle with you! so if you're into that, you're both in heaven. just watch it, because he might get a bit too into it and fucking deck you into the bed and finish you off with a fatality. also - pillow fights. they're absolutely one of his favourites. it always ends up with him just caging you in his arms and making sure you have no way to fight back anymore. 9 times out of 10, any of the aforementioned activities lead to snogging

his overdramatic way of reporting about everything happening around him and incredible commentary that he adds to everything brightens your mood every time. after a bad day, he'll gladly entertain you until he sees your beautiful smile and hears your hearty laugh again

he playfully flirts with some people, but just so you know, he's a keeper. it's just for fun, sometimes to purposefully rile you up, but he only has eyes for you. you took a look at this fucking ridiculous idiot in panties and a boa and decided that yes, this is the one - he's not going to let you go, you're his one and only. periodt.

#creeper #the creeper #jack ryder #batman the animated series #my writing #headcannons #fluff #dumbassery #anonymous #guess whos back #AGAIN

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writings-of-a-daphodil · 4 years ago

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Fire Keeper: Chapter 7

Douxie x fem reader

Chapter 1

Masterlist in bio!

Series Summary: You are Jim’s older sister who is taking a break from college and has moved back home to Arcadia. You end up joining Jim and his friends on their adventures. Chapter 7 summary: You head to Florida with the rest of the Trollhunter's to get the next Triumbic stone.

“If Wumpas don’t let outsiders into their camp, how do we get the stone?” Jim asked as you got ready to ride the gyre again. You weren’t exactly looking forward to it.

“Jim makes a good point. I’ve read about them, they do not like outsiders,” you added.

“Don’t worry! I already have a plan! It’s rudimentary.” Blinky paused. “If Quagawumps are hostile to outsiders, we’ll need an insider! One of you is going to pretend to be the human reincarnation of the Shattered King! It’s genius!”

“What? That’s insane!” Jim yelled as the gyre started spinning you to your destination.

“You, Tobias, bear a most striking resemblance to their dead king,” Blinky explained as he drove.

“Me?” Toby asked and you looked at him.

“I see it,” you said nodding.

“Yes. The Quagawumps are short and stout in stature. It’ll be a role of a lifetime. Mostly because if they see past our little charade, the time of our lives will end,” Blinky said enthusiastically as you got off the gyre. “Well, we better get a move on!”

“This place is creepy. Where are we?” Claire asked and you smiled at her. It was nice to have another girl in the group and she was really nice.

“A place renowned for its vast swamps, theme parks, and retirement communities. Florida!” Blinky exclaimed as you walked through the green swampy path.

“Come on, Your Eminence. Your people await,” CLaire called to Toby as he hesitated.

“So, Claire, how are you liking your time as a member of team Trollhunter?” You asked as you hopped over some stones.

“All of this is fascinating, who knew there was a whole world living underneath Arcadia!” She exclaimed.

You chuckled. “It was quite a shock.”

Aaarrrgghh grunted ahead of you and you slowed, ready to summon your sword—which you were slowly improving with—or incant a spell. The tall grass rustled and you opened your mouth when Wumpas began chanting and pointing weapons at your group.

“Mmm! Humans! A taste not common.” One of the Wumpas commented and you forced yourself to smile kindly. They hadn’t seen Toby yet, and it wouldn’t be good if you started blasting the Wumpas.

“Toby?” Claire asked as the Wumpas got closer.

“Okay,” Toby said, stepping in front. “It is I, the Shower King!”

“Shattered,” Blinky hissed and you tried not to face-palm.

“The Shattered King! Reincarnated as a human,” Toby amended, making ghost noises.

“You are not a ghost,” Jim whispered and the Wumpas began chanting. You didn’t know if this was good or bad so you didn’t let down your guard.

“Gunmar kill you. You cannot be. Prove you are he,” another Wumpa commanded. “Show us great magics, god king.”

They continued chanting and you got ready to do a spell for Toby, but Blinky pushed your hands down and shook his head.

“Ahem...?” Toby asked, panicking, but you shook your head.

“Okay. All right, now. Stand back. This one’s not for the faint of heart. Abara-cadabara, nothing up my sleeve-ara!” Toby called out and then proceeded to ‘detach’ his thumb from his hand. You gave Blinky a look and he just shrugged.

“He dismembered his hand and then rejoined his flesh and bone!” A Wumpa whispered in awe.

“His magic is so powerful,” another one murmured. They began chanting.

“Hi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yah! Hi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yah!” They called.

“The lost king, retuned!” A Wumpa announced as you walked into a clearing.

“I don’t believe it,” Jim muttered as you turned to see a statue of a troll that looked remarkably like Toby.

“Neither do I,” Claire muttered back.

“Ugh, I know right? He doesn’t even look anything like me,” Toby said, rolling his eyes. You shook your head, smiling, as a few Wamaps picked up Toby and began admireing him.

Soon they stopped and began to sing. The song was beautiful and while it sounded sorrowful, it also sounded peaceful. It reminded you of water, of a stream. You stood there with your eyes closed, allowing yourself to enjoy the music.

You were amazed and excited. No one in the books you had read had ever heard a Wumpa sing.

“A song of a Quagawump. No outsider has ever heard such a rare delight,” Blinky whispered, barely audible.

“Catchy!” Aaarrrgghh hummed in agreement.

“Awesome Sauce!” Toby called.

“This song is so beautiful,” Claire said, turning to Jim. You stepped back and walked to a table to give them some privacy.

“Ah! Fresh swamp maggots!” Blinky exclaimed, taking a bite out of some very slimy and gross eel-like food.

“Ugh!” Claire exclaimed and you gagged. Jim took a seat at another table and took a bite, immediately dropping to the floor and spitting it out. You decided to push the bowl away from you.

Toby sat on his throne and Blinky went to speak to him. You watched as you polightly refused all the food they offered, if you got hungry you would rather wait.

A Wumpa suddenly grabbed Blinky in a choke hold and you lept to your feet, ready to defend him. However, you sat down again when the Wumpa let go of Blinky.

The room became silent as Toby began to recount his life story and since you had been around for a good deal of it you hid behind Aaarrrgghh and read on your phone.

You had just come across a section on Creeper’s Poison when Jim went to speak with Toby.

Soon the Wumpas began to clap and stomp so you put your phone away. “My king? After journey, what is song you bring?” One of the Wumpas asked.

“Hmm. Jim, song?” Toby asked, but Jim just stuttered and backed away.

You opened your mouth to say something that would help Toby, but he took a deep breath and began singing his own song. You cringed a little, especially when the Wumpas didn’t seem to like the song, but you relaxed when they began singing and dancing.

Blinky and Aaarrrgghh began to dance while you sat and smiled at them. You couldn’t help but imagine dancing with Douxie, but you snapped yourself out of it. Crushing on Douxie would only lead to heartbreak.

Jim walked up to you, saving you from your thoughts, and sat down.

“You good?” You asked.

“I guess. Toby won’t ask for the stone until I ask Claire to the dance.”

“Ohh, sorry, Jimbo.”

“It’s fine,” he sighed and you patted his back. Jim could not dance for the life of him. You had tried to teach him once and it only led to ruin.

Claire walked over and held her hand out to Jim. “Come on.”

“Uh...” Jim looked to you for help, but you shook your head. It would be awkward, but he would have fun.

“It’s catchy,” Claire stated and you could tell she was growing more nervous the longer Jim hesitated.

“Oh sure in a minute. Ohh, I’m just digesting,” Jim stuttered out after you gave him a little nudge.

“Everyone right. Wuss. Wuss,” Aaarrrgghh said as he danced past and you frowned at him when you saw both Claire and Jim blush. Peer pressure wouldn’t help Jim.

“He’s correct, master Jim. Wussing out,” Blinky added and you glared at him as well.

“You’ll be fine, Jim,” you said, soothingly.

“Well, why don’t you dance, Y/n? Would rather dance with Douxie,” Jim teased, but you could tell he was starting a conversation to buy himself time. Nevertheless you blushed.

“Who’s Douxie?” Claire asked.

“Y/n’s friend,” Jim explained.

“Really Jim?” You raised your eyebrows and glared at him and he seemed to realize that he shouldn’t taunt you.

He turned to Blinky instead. “How many people did you tell?”

You rolled your eyes at your brother, but decided to let it go.

“So...Douxie?” Claire asked, obviously trying to start a conversation after Jim practically ignored her.

“We work different shifts at Mr. Benoit’s, but we always bump into each other. We became friends.”

“Just friends?” Claire asked, seeming genuinely interested. Oh, yes, it was definitely nice to have another girl in the group.

“I don’t know, he’s known as a bit of a flirt with everyone. He’s nice though.”

“Mhmm,” Claire said, nodding and you smiled at her.

Aaarrrgghh walked up as Jim finished talking with Blinky and asked Claire to dance. “Can’t go wrong.”

Jim sighed and you gave him a thumbs up as he joined the dance and eventually danced with Claire. You smiled at the sweet moment they were having, trying not to imagine it was you, there with Douxie.

“What manner mischief this be?!” A large green troll yelled, stomping into the room. You jumped up, distracted from your thoughts and ready to defend yourself and your friends.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! Who’s this joker?” Toby asked and you readied a spell.

“It is Blungo, the pretend king. You fight him, eh?” One of the Wumpa’s explained and you began to walk closer. This troll did not look like good news.

“Why humans here?” Blungo asked.

“He is our true king. Returned!” A Wumpa explained.

“What?” Blungo grunted.

“Hi, Mr. Blungo,” Toby said, scared.

“Shatter-ed King cannot be. King was shatter-ed! King am I!” Blungo protested and you picked up your pace. Toby was way too vulnerable up there.

“My favorite musical!” Toby said, chuckling nervously as Blungo picked him up.

“What?” Blungo asked.

“It’s like a play with singing,” Toby explained, but Blungo just yelled at him.

“Use your magic, my King. Cast Blungo away you will!” The Wump advised.

“That’s the plan,” you mumbled as Toby tried the dismemberment trick again.

Blungo laughed, “Dismemberment amuse Blungo. Now, I dismember you!”

“Oh, boy! Does anybody have a dove? Toby asked as you carefully stepped behind Blungo.

Blungo began shaking him. “Hey, please don’t kill me, Blungo. I’m not the king, okay?” Toby admitted.

“Why you here?” Blungo asked as you thought of a spell.

“I only made it up to get the stone.” As Toby admitted these things Angor Rot appeared and stabbed Blungo with a dagger that glowed green. It was creepers sun poison, having just read about it you were sure.

You summoned your sword as the Wumpas began to panic and Angor Rot gave a quick spiel. Jim summoned his armor and you sent an orange blast at Angor Rot.

The shot missed and hit Blungo, shattering him.

“Jim, he’s taking the stone!” Toby yelled as Angor Rot tried to grab the green jem.

You jogged to your brother, without Daylight he was vulnerable. Before you arrived Angor charged Jim and before you could do anything Jim had a new weapon in his hands.

Aaarrrgghh charged Angor Rot and you, Jim, and Aaarrrggghhh took the fight to the trees.

“Be careful! His blade is poisoned with Creeper’s Sun!” Blinky yelled as you leapt off a branch that was quickly turning to stone.

“One cut and you’ll be turned to stone,” you added.

You tried to strike Angor with your sword, but your balance was lost and you levitated to a lower branch. You watched in horror as Aaarrrgghh took over the fight and got nicked with Angor's dagger. You screamed and flew to meet Angor Rot. He would not live when met with your vengeance.

You hit the branch hard, but as you appeared Angor Rot teleported away to Toby who was holding the stone.

“Hey, everyone! I’ve got the stone!” Toby announced, but seconds after he said it Angor Rot grabbed it.

Angor Rot slapped Toby and he smiled as he walked into his portal.

You screamed in anguish and Claire said something as well, but you couldn't hear. You screamed again though when Claire followed Angor Rot through the portal, tackling him into the shadow realm.

“Claire!” Jim yelled and the seconds ticked by painfully before Claire reappeared with the shadow staff, but without the stone.

It was bad that you lost the stone, but you were incredibly glad Claire was safe and it was a relief to see Aaarrrgghh wasn't going to die anytime soon. He would be able to find help in Trollmarket.

So, you said your goodbyes, eager to get home. Though this place was beautiful, it was not safe.

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"Really, Tobes?" You asked as you walked him and Aaarrrgghh to his house.

"What? Claire has the shadow staff so I was thinking Shadow Dancer for her. We already call Jim the Trollhunter and so we should call you Fire Keeper. I haven't thought of one for myself though."

"Fire Keeper, cool nickname," Aaarrrgghh added and you smiled.

"Why Fire Keeper?" You asked.

"Your magic looks like fire." Toby shrugged as he walked into the house.

He looked to you and Aaarrrghh, but you shook your head. "I need a minute. I want to ask Aaarrrgghh a question," you explained and Toby nodded, shutting the door.

"I saw you got nicked by Angor's dagger, are you okay?" You asked. Concern had been eating away at you for the entire journey home.

"Fine, talk to Vendel in morning."

You nodded," If you need anyhting, I'm here, big guy."

"Yes and Fire Keeper good nickname, fits you," Aaarrrgghh added and you smiled.

"Tell Toby I like it." You gave Aaarrrgghh a hug and wished him goodnight.

As you walked across the street from your house you tried not to focus on Aaarrrgghh's predicament. You were taken from your thoughts though, when you heard something rattle a trashcan.

"Ugh! Raccon's!" you groaned. You performed a spell that made your hand glow so you could see better, but what you saw was not raccons.

You didn't recognize the creature, but there was no doubt in your mind that it was magic. You found yourself very relived that you knew how to vanish monsters back to limbo.

You began to say the spell, but the thing bolted. You gave chase and raced through the woods after it.

It eventually found it's way to the streets of Arcadia and you hoped that no one would be out. You found yourself near the bookshop and so you you were more or less familiar with the area.

You cut into an Alley, hoping to gain an advantage when you ran right into Douxie.

“Oh! Y/n, uh, what are-what are you doing here?” Douxie asked as you skidded to a halt.

“I’m, um...going for a jog. Yes, I am going for a jog.”

“In that?” Douxie gestured to your outfit and you smiled, nervously.

“Well, it wasn't planned," you said.

“Okay...What have you been up to. I haven’t seen you at the bookstore in a while,” he asked and you blushed.

“I got a temporary job as a babysitter,” you explained. It wasn't a true lie, you had been spending a lot of time 'babysitting' Blinky.

"That is nuclear," Douxie said and you heard a crash sound behind him. It has to be whatever you were chasing.

"Um, yeah, nuclear. Well, I need to get going," you said, waving goodbye.

"Nice seeing you, Y/n."

"You too." You sprinted off into the alley, trying to resist the urge to look behind you. However, you still caught a glimpse of Douxie watching as you turned the corner.

****

Here it is. This is sort of setting up the scenes and relationships and there will definitely be more Douxie in future chapters. The next chapter will be out soon and it will probably a pretty long one. Thank y'all so much for reading this and liking this, it means so much to me when I see the notifications. Have a fantastic and safe day/night!

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Chapter 8: https://writings-of-a-daphodil.tumblr.com/post/628215466866950144/fire-keeper-chapter-8

#douxie x reader #douxie imagine #trollhunters imagine #wizards imagine #tales of arcadia imagine #toa imagine #douxie #toa douxie #wizards douxie #wizards #tales of arcadia #trollhunters #toa

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bitteropinions · 3 years ago

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Thoughts so far loki -confused (spoilers)

Explanation episode so ofcourse a little boring

Kinda disappointed because the scenes and just the appearance looks weird because they waited to so long to do this show then added "present clips of him" when clearly he no longer really looks like that.

A plus for not making him look like that tho and endangering his life as disney loves to do (that was more complaining about how long they decided to wait out certain people's movies/shows)

Casey's my fav

The time watch with the guard was hilarious , stop it

This is why I'm scared about every little choice I make

Accidentally killing the only family member that you loved and actually understood you deep and harsh

Marvel villians being creepers and giving little kids candy trope

This shows gonna be weird since we know loki can't return and or will be willing to after seeing his death.

Infinty stones from doctor stranges viewpoints on the winning chances??

It's really weird considering Time keepers, God's, Eternals and people like Dormamu like who trumps who?

Also wandavision mentioned to also be a nexus sooo was it or was it not?

Steve not being arrested too tho?? Like we never actually got that explanation and I still think that's fucking stupid like atleast tell us how Steve didn't mess it up. Me and my sister tried to map it out but ethier way we came to the conclusion that he would have to take the mantle of cap in the avengers but he wouldn't be able to that. And the fact that he got the dance from Peggy also wouldn't make sense going back to her canon verse and then that'll involve Howard and Bucky?!?!?!?

Also the clip on the plane was about a man who said he had a bomb demanded alot of money and bills were found around what was believed as his crash site. He has not been found nor has his life or death agates been confirmed. In case that scene made no sense to anyone and you were too lazy to look it up.

Also loki might be running around in his Jotunn form in order to be depicted as a devil, plus the blue candy.

All and all I'm still looking forward to episodes but we gotta see.

#loki #marvel #loki laufeyson #spoilers #loki disney+

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sortahealingbookowl · 4 years ago

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Shatter Me Characters playing Minecraft

Juliette refuses to kill the baby animals and insists if you have to do it don't kill the parents in front of the baby

Kenji says " That's messed up J at least let them die as a family. Now they're an orphan"

Juliette says "Then I'll look after them"

Kenji and Nazeera decide to explore caves and when they get to their second one they hear monster noises and get spooked

They decide to leave but on their way out a creeper catches up and explodes making Kenji yell out "WTF"

Finding out he just died he respawns and says "I lost all my stuff :("

Nazeera tells him his stuff is scattered where he died and Kenji says wait I'm coming back

But Nazeera collects all his stuff and runs away " Saying finders keepers" Leaving Kenji 😤

While throughout the whole day in the game Juliette made a little farm of baby farm animals

It starts getting dark and monsters start coming out scaring Kenji, Nazeera and Juliette

So they start looking for Warner and when they find him they discover he build a 2 story house

But he only lets Juliette in and makes Kenji and Nazeera stay in Juliettes little gated area for her farm animals 🐷🐑🐤🐄🐎

In the end

Juliette and Warner: ☺🏡🍲🍰🍞🍗🍵🛌

Kenji and Nazeera: 😡⛺⛈🏹⛏🍎⚰

#shatter me series #books #reading #my post #txt

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vespertine-legacy · 3 years ago

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God, it’s so nice having friends in this game who actually trust and support each other and actually listen to each other when we’re running an ops.

Some folks in Severed Hand needed Hutt Space operations for their Priority Objective, so we put together a KP run. I was briefly the only healer on a 16man run, but Princess asked if anyone wanted to heal, and when only one person volunteered, asked me if we needed a third healer. I told her that we probably didn’t, and that realistically I think I could solo heal sm 16man KP, but the only parts that would be hairy would be the Hunter Creepers and Murder Droids, and that in any 16man group, regardless of how many healers you have, that’s really the only tricky part, because you can’t sleep the techs, you can only stun them or interrupt them, so you have to kill the Hunter Creepers fast enough to not be overwhelmed by the Murder Droids. And Princess listened to that! And we went in with just two healers and did fine! We had one death, due to someone getting overexcited and running ahead of the group on the elevator, but otherwise, things went pretty much fine. I healed someone back to safety from 4 HP when a Murder Droid decided he needed to die. It was great (Princess: “eh, could have let him get closer.”)

And I also found a DvL boss, Keeper Anaïs, and managed to put together a group to fight her (mostly folks from Severed Hand), and it went super well! Now the only LS boss I need is Malussa, who I’m pretty sure the Cheevo Hunters server bagged one day while I was at work ;-; I also still need basically all of the DS bosses.

#november plays swtor #it was just super refreshing compared to some motu runs #where I’ve offered advice or suggested what we need #and then been 100% ignored

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holymoonlighted · 4 years ago

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Allant, Amygdalae and You

Spoilers for Bloodborne and Demon’s Souls below:

In Bloodborne’s Alpha test, the Amygdalae were there, but not visible to the player. When re-enabled these familiar Gods have something interesting about them that was removed in the current game. Their eyes. (Images are from here.)

Their eyes are extremely familiar to people who payed attention to Demon’s Souls True King Allant. The eyes are essentially the same, not entirely the same design but, the idea is there.

For those who don’t know, Bloodborne was Demon’s Souls II at one point in development, there are files quite literally classed as “DSII” or “Demon’s Souls II” not Dark Souls II, the team making Bloodborne had nothing to do with DSII, I’m pretty sure. Anyways, the connection is incredibly obvious once you know that. This does clear up one thing, Great Ones are most likely Demons. Or were Demons. This Allant has become a Demon through worshipping the Old One, who is also a Demon. Nevertheless, the Amygdala and Allant share some sort of connection. Allant in this form also look like an early form of the Amygdalae, but not quite. Great Ones in Bloodborne’s story have always been God-like beings, Miyazaki has stated one of the first things written for Bloodborne is that Great Ones cannot have children, meaning Great Ones in some capacity have always been relevant. To get to the point, Amygdala have always most likely been intended with this relation to Demonhood and this connection to Allant. In Demon’s Souls, human-turned Demons have been in the story the whole time, in fact, some of the major bosses are those, see: Tower Knight, Phalanx and Flamelurker. They are all Demons. And now, when in Bloodborne when you take into account that these are also Demons and that most likely have also inhabited the planet, one can wonder if the mist brought them or that they have been placed there like the Old One was. In fact the old names for Amygdala are “False God” and “God’s Fallen Angel” and in the alpha, an unused track associated with Amygdala are called “False God”. Additionally, Amygdala was also the final boss of Bloodborne at one point. If you notice, in the Grand Cathedral on the way to Amelia there are statues lining both sides that depict Amygdalae, no doubt about it.

They have the face and the tentacles. It’s plain and simple; Anyways, it is obvious Amygdalae are still worshipped as Gods. In Bloodborne’s world you can hear characters say “Gods” instead of a singular God. Meaning that Great Ones, in Yharnam, at least, are worshipped in a large capacity. With this, and the assumption that they were Demon’s, it can be said that history is just repeating itself. For those who don’t know, the God referenced in Demon’s Souls is the Old One. It is worshipped, presumably given by Allant the Old One is known and so is its power but only by people who really want to delve into it. Though now, it seems that people fully accept these Demons who live in their city and worship them as Gods, as Boletaria once did. Amygdalae are False Gods under blasphemous worship, the reason there are so many is unknown. Maybe it was explained in an earlier iteration, alas, it is lost or the reason why is gone. So it seems that in Bloodborne the theme of cycles carries true and that was the scene they were trying to push out.

This place here is an interesting point of conjecture, however. At some point in Bloodborne, the plot was that you, as in the hunter, have an incurable disease. This was one of the major plot points too, it wasn’t a side thing. The Doll mentioned it, multiple NPC’s including unused ones did. It was just the entire plot, plus other things. Anyways, this place at one point is called Shrine of the Diseased and Amygdala still occupied this place. The diseased are the name of well, the ones with the disease. Along with some dialogue, it seems that the diseased are almost worshipped in some capacity. And why an Amygdala is here is unknown, this is still DeSII territory so anything goes in terms of relations. The diseased seem to be able to collect madness, early dialogue from the Doll even says as much. This madness, like Blood Echoes are able to be transformed into strength. Madness is not insight, however. Meaning that dead enemies and bosses dropped Madness, or something of that capacity. The Kanji used is “狂気” which is the literal state of Insanity, which suggests that it is the madness that is building inside of someone’s mind. The doll also says:

“ あなたもそうなのでしょう？だから、死してなお悪夢で目覚めるまるでそれこそが、悪夢であったかのように狂気とは、つまりそういうものですから “

Roughly translated(and localized) into:

“You awoke the same as you died, yes? This is why you awake again past death, as if it were a nightmare. This is what madness is, after all.”

This disease seems to be the reason why the Hunter, or in this case, The Diseased, awakens again. It is a disease of madness that prevents death. Now, back to the point. It seems in the Nightmare Frontier, this shrine was used by someone or something to worship the diseased. Amygdala could very well be the keeper of the shrine. Meaning, they are protective demons. Or used as some kind of protecting nature and keep holy things protected from danger. In Yharnam, it is probable they are just surveying and making sure things stay intact. Yharnam is a city like Boletaria, full of religion. With this, an argument can be made that Demons do not need the fog to be summoned and that the Dream and Nightmare realms are their homes and the fog just allows them to come onto the Earth. For Amygdala, it’s hard to say if it was a worshipped then came into existence, but it seems odd that humanity would create this cosmic visage in the first place. For Demon’s Souls, Gods like the Storm King are a viable depiction of a god. Amygdala looks like something that has always been there. Though, in cut enemies of Bloodborne, Demons that resemble something of a traditional Demon.

These things prove somewhat that the fog creates Demons based off of the beliefs of the people around them. At least, that is the only explanation I can come up with. It looks exactly like a Christian Demon someone would depict, fire, brimstone with “terrifying” wings.

The early common depictions of Satan, which matches somewhat with the Demonic depiction of the “Creeper” as it is called. To make a long story short, the Fog still obviously creates Demons out of the beliefs of the people. Amygdala does not seem to be one of those, however. There if no proof that they aren’t, but it seems unlikely.

Going back to my first point, there is no clear way to link Amygdalae to Allant directly. However, given the nature of the Amygdalae in cut content it seems Allant is a madman who through this has become a Demon visually similar to other Demons. This also harkens back to the concept of evolution and becoming a Great One. So in this sense, the point was to become a Demon like them, to become a demon with great power, possibly the goal was to become exactly like the Old One which isn’t surprising. Byrgenwerth was always apart of the story so the evolution part was definitely most likely a thing for a while. Anyhow, Allant in the original plot of Demon’s Souls definitely was not trying to become an Amygdala but in Bloodborne, the Amygdala definitely are something people like they want to become it, most likely. Amygdala still has remnants of its’ worshippers with Patches. He wants to sacrifice you to Amygdala, but can’t. Amygdala definitely has a cult even still which was probably more prominent in earlier iterations.

Speaking of cults, some cut characters suggest something about this. Some figure of “Justice” and influence in the Healing Church: - Louvan - Aragon - Idona These characters are never actually used, they seem to all be a cut minister character. However, they all seem to be related to “Justice”, someone in the Healing Church who decides the worthiness, or something like that. So, this person is in high power. Meaning they are influential, this leads to the fact these people have the influence they most likely tell the Yharnamites to worship these Demons. They most likely keep in touch with the Choir so they know some pretty important knowledge. So, yes, these characters are pretty comparable to religious world leaders who basically make people worship their God. Except, it’s more complex. The Amygdalae probably do not care or possibly do not even know what is going on around them and are just surveying human behavior. So in the end, it’s a ruthless effort to worship something that doesn’t even care about your existence, which is a nice detail story-wise.

To finish this off, there isn’t a strong connection between Allant and the Amygdalae, nevertheless, the Amygdalae have always had an intriguing role. I might edit this post later for some clarity and more information but for now, have my first cut content post, enjoy! Any critique, feedback and or things that can be added upon, please let me know! I’d love to hear.

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A list of slashers I write for for my mobile users! If you don’t see a slasher on this list that you want to be written for, DM me or send me an ask to see if I write for them! Sometimes I just forget. I also update it with slashers who I discover and decided I want to write for, so please stay tuned for updates on it!

MOVIES

Jason Voorhees [Friday the 13th]

Freddy Kreuger [Nightmare on Elm Street]

Michael Myers [Halloween]

Bubba Sawyer - Thomas Hewitt [Texas Chainsaw Massacre]

Chop Top [Texas Chainsaw Massacre]

Nubbins [Texas Chainsaw Massacre]

The Candyman [Candyman]

The Other [Hellfest]

Asa Emory/The Collector [The Collector/The Collection]

Arkin [The Collector/The Collection]

Pennywise [IT]

John Kramer [Saw]

Brahms Heelshire [The Boy]

Hannibal Lecter [Silence of the Lambs/Hannibal Original Movies]

Will Graham - Hannibal Lecter [Hannibal TV Series]

Norman Bates [Psycho]

Billy Loomis - Stu Macher [Scream]

The Creeper [Jeepers Creepers]

Pinhead [Hellraiser]

Carrie [Carrie]

Jack Torrance [The Shining]

Harry Warden [My Bloody Valentine]

Ash Williams [The Evil Dead]

Patrick Bateman [American Psycho]

Vincent Sinclair - Bo Sinclair - Lester Sinclair[House of Wax]

Nathan Wallace - Graverobber [Repo! The Genetic Opera]

Amber - Luigi - Pavi Largo [Repo! The Genetic Opera]

Wishmaster [Wishmaster 1997]

Charles Lee Ray [Childs Play]

Sweeney Todd [Sweeney Todd: Demon Barber of Fleet Street]

Daniel De Lomas - Alex De Lomas [Ready or Not]

Mr. Le Bail [Ready or Not]

Ransom Drysdale [Knives Out]

Ignatius Perrish [Horns]

Arthur Fleck - Joker [Joker 2019]

Rosemary Woodhouse [Rosemary’s Baby 1968]

Billy Lenz [Black Christmas 1974]

Chromeskull/ Jesse Cromeans [Laid to Rest/Laid to Rest 2]

Art The Clown [Terrifier]

John [He’s Out There]

Michael King [The Possession of Michael King]

Dani [Midsommar]

Daniel + Lucas [Daniel Isn’t Real]

Leslie Vernon [Behind The Mask: The Rise of Leslie Vernon]

MONSTERS

Xenomorph [Alien Series]

Pyramid Head [Silent Hill]

Yautja/Predator [Predator Series]

The Babadook [Babadook]

The Look-See [CRYPT TV]

Venom [Venom Movie/Comics]

Midnight Man [Midnight Man]

Keyface [Insidious 4]

Lipstick Face [Insidious]

Dren [Splice]

VIDEO GAMES

ALL DEAD BY DAYLIGHT SLASHERS [Go Here for Full List]

Chris Walker [Outlast]

Eddie Gluskin [Outlast]

The Walrider [Outlast]

Lucas Baker [RE:7]

Joe Baker [RE:7]

Sal Fisher/Sally Face [Sallyface]

Ruvik [The Evil Within]

Stefano Valentini [The Evil Within 2]

The Keeper [Evil Within]

CREEPYPASTAS

Jeff the Killer

Ticci Toby

Jane the Killer

Slenderman

The Rake

Hoodie

Masky

Laughing Jack

Eyeless Jack

Ben Drowned

ORIGINAL CHARACTER(s)

Emry DeSteele [Slasher OC]

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Coulson seemed very grim in this episode which leads me to believe the trailer was more along the lines of your evil robo theory but maybe he’s just depressed

Anonymous said: So far next week’s episode looks the most interesting to me. Really intrigued to find out how they get out of this loop but coulson is sorta worrying me

Hi Anons,

Yes the Coulson they brought back was completely different. While he’d freaked out initially the first time he was really into the Time Travel fun times. But after two years stuck in a hard drive he had way too much time to think. Even worse when he had those things that SIBYL and Creeper Cop said to him rolling around in his head. Good or Bad I think that during his thinking time he’s decided what he wants for himself in the end.

As I said in the promo breakdown, those scenes could be taken as innocent or evil and we just won’t know until the episode runs. It could have been a decoy to hide it was actually Enoch (please no I hate that theory and its mine) or someone who suck aboard the ship for that 10 seconds everything was doing okay. But that Trope of going against your former leader, the one who knows you best, and is now a super powered android is there and I have a hard time seeing the writers passing it up. Not when we’ve flirted with it so many times over the years.

The price they will have to pay to get out of the Time Storm/Loop is going to big, a heart stopping fake out, or fall into the major plot twist category.

I am incredibly worried about Enoch due to him only being listed in 11 and 13 after next week. Losing Enoch would also be a devastating blow to the team as he is the keeper of the secrets, the one who knows it all, and keeps Diana in check.. Without Diana, Jemma will loose a lot of her knowledge and ability to fix things on the Zephyr.

#aos spoilers #aos speculation #ask agl03 #darth coulson returns

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1. THE FIRST VERSION OF MINECRAFT-Top 10 Trending Games in 2020 WAS CREATED IN JUST SIX DAYS.

In 2009, Swedish programmer and designer Markus Persson (known affectionately to fans as “Notch”) set out to create a sandbox game—one that allows for free and organic exploration of a virtual world—for the launch of his new company, Mojang AB. Persson began work on what is now Minecraft on May 10 of that year, amending the product in increments until May 16. The “alpha version” of Minecraft made its public debut the very next day.

2. THE GAME WASN’T DEEMED COMPLETE FOR ANOTHER TWO YEARS.

Following Minecraft’s release on PC, Mojang would periodically update and tweak the game until delivering what the company considered its full version on November 18, 2011.

3. THE GAME’S FIRST NAME WAS MUCH MORE STRAIGHTFORWARD.

When Persson kicked off the development process, he referred to the project as “Cave Game.” The name was soon changed to Minecraft: Order of the Stone, and, ultimately, just Minecraft.

4. MINECRAFT WAS INSPIRED BY SEVERAL OTHER GAMES.

Minecraft’s creator has heralded PC video games Dwarf Fortress, Dungeon Keeper, RollerCoaster Tycoon, and Infiniminer as the primary influences for Minecraft. Persson has expressed particular esteem for Infiniminer, stating that he wanted to match its aesthetic charm with RPG-style gameplay.

5. CREEPERS BEGAN AS A CODING ERROR.

One of Minecraft’s stranger native species is the creeper, an electrically charged predator with a haunting mug. Persson didn’t actually set out to design such a monster; he was trying to create a pig, but accidentally switched the figures for the desired height and length when inputting the code. The result was the monstrosity that players know and love.

6. THE ENDERMAN LANGUAGE IS ACTUALLY ENGLISH IN REVERSE (OR PITCHED DOWN).

Another haunting Minecraft species is the Enderman. While this creature’s speech is nearly incomprehensible to the human ear, most of its exclamations are in fact English words and phrases (including “hiya,” “here,” “this way,” “forever,” and “what’s up?”) played backward or lowered in pitch.

7. GHASTS ARE VOICED BY A SLEEPING CAT.

One other Minecraft monster owes its vocal rumblings to a real-world creature. Any player will recognize the high-pitched whine of the ghast, the game’s resident block-shaped fire-breather. These sounds are actually the result of an accidental audio recording of Minecraft music producer Daniel “C418” Rosenfeld’s cat as it was suddenly awakened from a nap. Rosenfeld originally planned to have his cat voice the game’s ocelots, too but was only successful in eliciting a meow mixed with a purr and ended up having to download real ocelot audio.

8. MINECRAFT PLAYS A BIG ROLE AT A SWEDISH SCHOOL …

In 2013, the Viktor Rydberg secondary school in Stockholm introduced Minecraft as a mandatory part of its curriculum for all of its 13-year-old students. A teacher explained what made the game worthwhile for students: “They learn about city planning, environmental issues, getting things done, and even how to plan for the future.”

9. BUT IS AN EVEN BIGGER DEAL IN DENMARK.

Sweden’s neighbor to the south has touted an even more impressive affection for Minecraft. In 2014, state employees Simon Kokkendorf and Thorbjørn Nielsen of the Danish Geodata Agency completed a scale replica of the entire nation of Denmark within the digital world-building game to help drive interest in geographic data.

10. GAME’S FAME IS THE PRODUCT OF FREE MARKETING.

According to a study conducted by Annenberg School of Communication doctoral student Alex Leavitt, one-third of early Minecraft users first heard about the game from friends and another third discovered the game through YouTube videos.

11. DESPITE CLAIMING AN INFINITE SPAN, THE GAME’S WORLD HAS SEEN ITS LIMITS.

In 2011, Persson took to his personal blog to address the limitations of the allegedly boundless world of Minecraft:

Let me clarify some things about the ‘infinite’ maps: They’re not infinite, but there’s no hard limit either. It’ll just get buggier and buggier the further out you are. Terrain is generated, saved and loaded, and (kind of) rendered in chunks of 16*16*128 blocks. These chunks have an offset value that is a 32 bit integer roughly in the range negative two billion to positive two billion. If you go outside that range (about 25% of the distance from where you are now to the sun), loading and saving chunks will start overwriting old chunks. At a 16/th of that distance, things that use integers for block positions, such as using items and pathfinding, will start overflowing and acting weird.

12. HOWEVER, ONE DEVOTED FAN CHOSE TO SET OFF ON AN ENDLESS QUEST.

Players would have to walk an extreme distance—the digital equivalent of approximately 7500 miles—before witnessing a serious coding meltdown. This virtual wasteland was known, appropriately, as the “Far Lands.”

Right around the time of the aforementioned blog post, gamer Kurt J. Mac decided to test the limits of Minecraft and travel to the Far Lands. He began his quest in March 2011. Don’t think it a total waste of time; Mac earned a good deal of notoriety on YouTube and raised over $250,000 for Child’s Play Charity. (The Far Lands, sadly, were removed in an update to the game later that year; you’d need version 1.7.3 or earlier to follow in Mac’s virtual footsteps.)

13. THE CREATOR’S AVATAR BOASTS A UNIQUE TRAIT.

Appropriately enough, Persson reserved a special trick for his personal Minecraft avatar. His character is the only game resident who drops an apple when he dies.

14. PERSSON OPENED UP BIDDING FOR MINECRAFT WITH A TWEET.

Ostensibly fed up with the corporate politics that accompanied running a video game developer, Persson sent out a tweet in June 2014, hoping to gauge the interest of any outside parties in purchasing his Mojang shares. Three months later, he officially sold the company to Microsoft for $2.5 billion.

15. EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE, THE GAME GETS ITS OWN NAME WRONG.

One in every 10,000 times you play the game, its introductory menu will flash a misspelling of its own title, reversing the “E” and the “C” to read, “Minecraft.”

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