this post was initially gonna be like a lazy rant about how the Klaww Gang's team dynamics suck ass but the more i wrote the more i realised there's so much to discuss. so today let's discuss how the Klaww Gang's team dynamics suck ass but not on like surface-level y'know?
i'm not even sure if the Klaww Gang qualifies as an actual gang because they barely even acknowledge each other? their interactions are very scarce. off the top of my head we get Rajan's party which they all attend apart from Dimitri (Dimitri attending Rajan's party would be so bizarre btw) and Jean Bison's phone call with Arpeggio. these are things friends do so maybe they should be the Klaww Friends ? i mean they have the sinister-looking conference room but we never see them hold a meeting there. moreover, they all act out of pure self-interest. they each got a Clockwerk part and just went on to do their own thing like counterfeit, drug production, etc. i mean what's even the point of forming a gang if their goal was to just split Clockwerk parts and then disband? did they have any other operations in the works? Arpeggio was planning on double-crossing the rest of the members anyway and he needed them to actually have the parts for his plan to come to fruition but still seems a bit pointless.
interesting question: how exactly did the Cairo Museum heist go down? was it like a group activity or pulled off by a single member? or did Arpeggio have Neyla break in and take them? because i can't imagine the Klaww Gang members coming together like an Ocean's movie to steal a bunch of robot owl parts? in fact, i can't imagine any of them stealing in the traditional like robber kinda way. with the exception of Bison and maybe Arpeggio, they're all shown to have some sort of prestige in their own part of the world: Dimitri was an established artist and nightclub owner and as shown in the comics hanged out with elitist socialites; the Contessa was a high-ranking Interpol officer; Rajan threw a lavish ball with hundreds of guests. like i wouldn't be surprised if the Klaww Gang members had institutional power. maybe they just bribed the museum to give them the parts?
and then there's the fact that they were a complete failure. i can't help but compare them to the Fiendish Five, who, let's admit it, won. they "won" in the sense that they achieved their goal. it's not like anyone stopped them. sure, Sly whooped their ass years later but they still killed ConnEr and split the Thievius Raccoonus. they went on with their lives until Sly grew up. like the first game is very much a revenge story. the Klaww Gang? not so much. the game takes place right after the Cairo Museum heist so all their scheming and plans could only take place for like maybe a couple of months max. and let's not forget they were also tricked by Neyla. flops.
i'm not sure why but i also think the Fiendish Five can evade the criticisms highlighted above even though they were also a bunch of strangers? Clockwerk was a much more menacing boss than Arpeggio (if Arpeggio can even be considered a boss. more like a final member), like i don't think anyone from the Fiendish Five would dare question his plan or motivations. but also, i think there was an underlining sense of camaraderie when each of them warned us about the next one post-bossfight, like at least some respect. i can't say the same for the Klaww Gang, like i can't even imagine the Contessa, Jean Bison and Dimitri interacting with each other (and now i suddenly can't think of anything i need more in my life). Clockwerk feels like the Fiendish Five's employer and he brought them together to pull off something kinda sacred like continuing the cycle of raccoon murders. basically they got together and did a thing and that was it like they just casually went on with their lives after that. Clockwerk was immortal, for all we know and as i have previously theorised there could have been previous iterations of the Fiendish Five throughout history. just baddies recruited by Clockwerk to help him take down the Coopers.
so yea. the Klaww Gang very much sucked ass but !!! i think it was for the better. even if i compared them to the Fiendish Five, i feel like SP wanted to set the expectations by making it seem like we were going to receive something similar just to then have things go down very differently. the Klaww Gang is different because its members (were under the illusion that they) were autonomous. they weren't let in on the big picture (What is this with clocks, bro? Have you no vision?) and they all thought they were the gang's top dog. this made for something very different, especially when you throw Neyla and outlawed Carmelita into the mix. but their team dynamics still sucked ass.
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More for the ‘Paul wearing his own clothes on screen’ list:
Shirt and trousers in Perplexed Music:
I'm sure that as it was made with a very low budget everything he's wearing in this is his own; he's even driving his own car, as @know-it-all-freak spotted the other day!
I found a couple more from Annika in the course of my gif making activities the other week. Here I'm pretty convinced that because the first series was made during Covid most - if not all - of Jake's wardrobe is Paul's own. In the second series his style has been ever-so-slightly different, as though he’s been taken shopping somewhere else. Here we have:
Checked shirt, which you can just see peeping out of his jumper (I had to lighten that cap a lot to be able to see the colour):
Cardi, as @know-it-all-freak also pointed out (hope you don’t mind me borrowing your screencap, m’dear!):
Actually, I think he’s wearing the above-mentioned shirt in that cap as well!
And finally, I can’t get a sharper image but I’m pretty sure those are Paul’s current favourite boots:
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Trip: I'm wondering, why are you always hanging out with Burgundy and calling her your best friend if you two bicker all the time?
Georgia: Burgundy is like my sister, you don't always like your sister but you always love your sister. Plus, Burgundy has moments when she is kind, caring, funny, and actually reasonable.
Trip: Okay, whatever you say but I would never hang out with that bitch.
*Georgia dashes over to Trip and grabs tightly on to his shoulders. She glares straight into his eyes.*
Georgia: I forgot to mention, sisters may insult each other, but they never let anyone else insult them. Unfortunately for you, Burgundy and I are no different!!
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giggling kicking my feet twirling my hair
I went out with my friend group and coworkers for a send off party for one of our producers who is leaving and my work crush is part of the friend group and I’m like 90% sure I caught her looking at me or caught her eye when she thought I wasn’t looking at her lol
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Well, shit. A birthday. A birthday for the first person he enjoys so much that he wants to spend time with them. Murdocks increased wage mainly went to his debtors, but he couldn’t not give a gift to him. Yancy was his partner, if it still wasn’t such a foreign concept to him. They meant something to each other.
Painting was stupid, a babyish gift if he wanted to never see Yancys bed again. Panicking as he’s forced to go with the one gift he knows how to make, he doesn’t face him to give it. Leaving it on his desk and hoping a break up isn’t imminent. A painting, taken from memory of his boyfriend (?) in the morning. The bed they’ve shared in golden light, the vague figure of Yancy stretched out beside the window.
“I love you. Happy birthday.” -murdock
@murdersinthemaking
The mob boss didn't really... acknowledge his birthday. Honestly, the only reason he ever does is because it falls on Halloween. So when he sees various decorations starting to be hung up around his places of business, he knows it's close.
Only a few people knew the exact day. So when he sees a gift on his desk, he actually stops moving and just... stares at it.
And then he sees who it's from.
A few things happen at once. First, he's almost one hundred percent sure that Hank told Murdock it's his birthday today. Jimmy knows, too, but he's not a meddler. Hank is. Second, something in his chest twists and clenches like Murdock himself reached in and grabbed his heart. Slowly, he moves toward the painting and picks it up.
Holy shit. He... he painted him? He's never received a gift so personal. Suddenly, it's like trying to breathe through a straw as narrow as a pinprick as he gently sets it down and just... stares at it for a moment. His mind is already racing with reciprocation. Kisses. A tender embrace. His own little studio with all the supplies he could ever want and need.
He takes out his phone to text.
[Gorgeous]: Thank you for the gift. I wanna thank you in person. I'm taking you out tonight, dinner and whatever else we want. You're the only one I wanna spend today with.
[Gorgeous]: I love you too ♥️
A stray tear is hastily wiped away.
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