*ahem* Ladies and gentlemen, after 125 hours, several potions of speed, one hell of a cool sword, and the most intense session of calling on my homies in the groupchat I am pleased to say that this Elder Brain has been officially dunked on! Now if you'll excuse me, I have a wizard to go smooch in the Elfsong Tavern. Good day to you all, this has been one hell of a playthrough!
listening to taylor swift on shuffle is one hell of a ride because it goes from bejeweled to tolerate it and i have to sit down for ten minutes to process it
Short Story Saturday: One Hell of a Ride by Seanan McGuire
Series: InCryptid #0.02Author: Seanan McGuirePublisher: Seanan McGuireReleased: February 22, 2012
I am slowly (so slowly) but surely making my way through the massive backlog of Seanan McGuire’s short story collection. I won’t say I’m catching up – it feels like she’s writing them faster than I’m reading them. Gonna have to pick up the pace!
Moving on, One Hell of a Ride follows the one and…
joining the marauders fandom is so chaotic like it always starts off with jily or wolfstar
you learn about jily and then slowly you get immersed in wolfstar until suddenly you’re obsessed
and then it’s just like no i’ll stay here this is good and then you get into the fics
and then you get exposed to dorlene and bartylus and rosekiller and marylily/pandalily and all the ships and then slowly slowly you become a diehard jegulus shipper until somehow you’re here, obsessing over a ton of dead fictional men yet more lesbian than ever
I think about Leo’s “I’m your least favorite” comment to Splinter in “Down with the Sickness” a lot. It’s likely just a throwaway comment, a way to get Splinter to leave him alone before Leo gets sick too, but I can’t help but wonder if Leo believes it on some level.
Obviously it’s not true, Splinter loves him as much as he loves the others, but…it wouldn’t be shocking if Leo believed otherwise. After all, just in “Many Unhappy Returns” alone, Splinter has, with no hesitation, said comments like “my other sons would have taken this seriously” and “I knew I should’ve brought purple”, said “no” to Leo’s “I love you”, and pretty blatantly didn’t extend any trust in Leo’s plan even after Leo was fairly effortlessly defeating their opponents.
It was only after, when they’d already won, that Splinter finally gives him a “it was all you my son!” And…that’s basically it. Raph is the one who announces his trust in Leo. Not their father, even though Splinter is the one to witness Leo lowering his walls for once (which Splinter doesn’t react well too, because Leo only lowers his walls in the most hectic of times, and because he lowers them only then, either no one is around or no one is in the right state of mind to respond properly, leading to Leo building his walls back up, and the cycle continues.)
Again, it’s not because Splinter doesn’t love Leo, but Leo…can’t be feeling too good about all that. The way he never reacted surprised about any of Splinter’s words too…
He may know that Splinter loves them all, as a group, but individually…I don’t think Leo believes he ranks all that high with that love. Gives another meaning to “I’m nothing without my brothers” huh?
(Of course, I’m willing to bet the invasion changed that understanding, but with that comes the potential misunderstanding that his father’s outright love is tied to Leo sacrificing himself.)
succession has always been genre-defying and convention breaking, but killing the main character 15 minutes into only the 3rd episode of the season throws all television convention out the window
which is not only a bold choice, but it’s what makes the episode so effective. almost everyone watching has said they experienced a prolonged disbelief. there’s no way. no way. and it’s not just the denial that comes with loss and death, but denial because this isn’t when you kill a character, this isn’t how you kill a character. it flies in the face of everything we know about storytelling convention. we don’t believe it. is tom joking. is logan manipulating them. where’s the body, we need to see the body. is he going to make a miraculous recovery at the end of the episode?
and like the denial and the slow-dawning horror of realization that the kids are experiencing, we the audience experience it too. not as spectators, but as participants. because we had the rug pulled out from our Audience Expectations, just as the kids had the rug pulled out from them by The Random Suddenness of Tragedy.
if this had been the cliffhanger at the end of an episode or a season finale—the times when you’re Allowed to kill a main character—we would have only been spectators. but by tipping storytelling convention on its head and breaking all the rules, they brought us along on that same journey of denial and disbelief. the same impossibility of it. the same confused “wait, like this?”
it took logan’s death outside the bounds of storytelling and the safety of well-known plot beats. instead, it made us sit with the uncertainty and denial and confusion and raw grief of the random mundanity of death.
They're not mistaken. The fact is that my soul seems to have entered someone's body. [...] His name seems to be the same as mine. Maybe the Grim Reaper dragged off the wrong person.
Poom Phuripan as JOE in Episode 1
MY STAND-IN (2024)
"So the Cup party—you know, we with some of the other boys were waiting at Elbo Room for you guys like a bunch of fuckin' plugs! But you go to Chucky's house after—I mean, I know you guys stayed in the locker room for hours, until like 3AM and then you go to Chucky's house. Obviously, there was the amazing stuff on the beach, all around town, Elbo [Room] the next day. That night just being with the boys, being with the families in the locker room, at Chucky's—how special was that?"
"Yeah, you know what it was... I think they said—the one day we went back to the rink—I think we had to sign—our owners had to sign every champagne bottle and I think they said there was over 160 champagne bottles? That were—and like obviously not—"
"Like empties you mean? Yeah, just like—"
"Empties! Like just spraying everywhere! I think you could—like, I had my gear on till about 3:30/4AM. I didn't get home till about 5:30 and guys were still there! You guys probably saw that pic of Carter sleeping on the lawn? Like, I think he might've been one of the last ones there."
Empty Netters | 8.26.24 (x)
and if youre wondering about said lawn pics montys talking about swaggy drunk off his ass plopping down on the grassy area in front of amerant bank arena in the parking lot waiting for his uber 😭😭😭
and he looked so downright pitiful that someone went up to him and gave him a chair to sit on instead and everything about his dazed smile once he recognises the thing in front of him being a chair speaks enough volumes about how absolutely gone he was