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turnmeintoastar · 3 years ago

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“ rose-pink bliss ”

summary: a boy who seeks escape, finds it in the most unexpected place.

The life of a noble was not easy. As appealing as life in a big castle; servants, ready to deliver your most perverse longing; delicacies from overseas; gold; jewels; and swanky clothes — [m/n] fancied the latter, mostly — sounds, endless balls, foreign and unwanted suitors, parental protectiveness — to be read as “overprotectiveness” —, and relentless efforts on hosting a successful bride-show, were not so much.

In the middle of another hellish ball, [m/n] was not doing so good. Yes, of course, the food cooked by the skilled chefs of [l/n] Park was delicious, and the orchestra has been playing his favourite tune just fine. Something, however, was terribly bugging [m/n] for the whole night. No, not the persistent, borderline annoying, partner he was stuck with — he was used to such matters, smile and sway along, he has been telling himself. Something, was not right.

“M’Lady, please, allow me,” a voice cut through his trance. [m/n] snapped his head to his right, startled, uncle. No, Zhongli was not related to him, by blood, at least, but he has been with [m/n] through the most of his childhood and teenage years. Hiding her small smile and a faint blush behind her flower ornamented fan. Performing a small act of reverence, they parted their ways. The woman, now, dancing with Zhongli. [m/n] silently made eye contact, nodding gratitude, Zhongli nodding back.

[m/n] did not waste the opportunity on escaping — these shenanigans, surely, shall be the end of him. Straightening his posture, he was about to stroll off, to find the reason of his displeasure. Just as he was about to leave the ballroom, an arm sneaked around his shoulders.

“Lil’ bro,” its owner cheered, “how’s the night going?”, [m/n] swore he was not a violent person, like his acquaintance, for instance ,Scaramouche, now, he was a violent person; [m/n], never.

“Go choke, Old Man,” he grumbled. Childe was not his preferred company. Not now, not ever.

“Don’t be like that! Who was the man who sent Zhonli, hm? Me! I did! And for what? I should a t least get a kiss,” the ginger whined, throwing his arms up in exaggeration. [m/n] merely rolled his eyes.

“Wonderful proposal. I ,unfortunately, ought to decline. Shall we count that as payment, for all the times you almost beheaded me, Dear?”, [m/n] tapped his finger on Childe’s forehead. The man was tall, but [m/n] was not of small ones, either. Childe was left with a heavy blush and mumbling something along “little, spoiled brat and “oh, you just wait”.

[m/n] walked out of the residence; the sun had already set, and the only thing illuminating the flower labyrinth was the faint glow of his vision, dangling from one of his belt-loops. He took a slow pace as he stepped inside the maze. Living in the castle for over [age] years, he had memorised every little thing about the place. The garden was the place he has been the most fond of.

Thoughtlessly walking amidst the calming walls of roses, he was startled by the faint “hm” and “uh”s from the other side of the wall. After some time, he could detect faint sounds of a musical instrument.

“Would you like some help, um.. Sir..?” he asked, finding a quick path to the other side was easy for [m/n], trying to sound confident in the assumption he made regarding their gender.

“Ah!” the stranger yelped.

“Ay, did you hear that?” a deep voice, [m/n] could assume it was one of the guardians.

“Yeah, let’s go look,” another voice, higher, ordered. [m/n] could not care less about their antics, he was more than capable of protecting himself, and he wanted some peace. “No, I’m just fine! Just a little slippery here,” [m/n] answered from inside the maze.

“Young Master, do you need any help? We can bring you fresh clothes if yours got dirtied,” the first voice, again, voiced.

“Just go! I’m good! Not dirty at all,” he ordered them away. With a few words, they departed.

“Six guards..That could get me in trouble,” the boy on the ground laughed.

“You’re either a creep that's been watching over me and memorised the place or a very good guesser.”

“Neither, I’m actually a musician,” the boy boasted, twirling a lyre in his hands.

“I don’t think musicians do that. And they certainly do not invade property, boy,” [m/n] glared, a little suspicious of the young man before him.

“Hey! I’m no ‘boy’! Venti the Bard, for you!” he turned away with a huff and crossed arms.

“Never heard of such a bard, and I know a lot, are you not from here?”

“I’m from Mondstadt,”

“What brings you here, to Liyue?” [m/n] shot.

“Heard there was a big celebration. I am where the fun is,” Venti sat criss cross on the grass.

“And what did you want there?” obviously, Venti has just answered, but [m/n] was a curious fellow.

“I heard the host's son — they have three of them, I believe — was a great storyteller! The oldest one,” [m/n] rolled his eyes. Always his brother, never him.

“Then you should go, he’s now in the mood,” he commanded, turning away with a harsh glare.

“Hey! Can you at least tell me your name? Lead me out of here, at most!” Were strangers always annoying? [m/n] could not tell.

“[m/n] [l/n]. Second born son of the host,” the last part was not necessary, yes, but he was going to prove his coolness to this Venti person.

“Oooh!” Venti was standing now, eyes gleaming in interest.

“Does he also have any talents?” Venti asked. For some peculiar reason, [m/n] found himself smiling and his chest being tingly. Venti was pretty. Definitely [m/n]’s type.

“He’s the first to receive a vision in his bloodline, he’s a skilled artist, a wonderful diplomat, and..” he was unsure on how to say that and not sound funny.

“‘And’ what?” Venti prompted. [m/n] walked closer to Venti. Towering over the bard, he leaned closer to his right ear.

“He’s great in bed,” [m/n] held a prideful and arrogant smirk on his lips, Venti saw when he pulled away. Venti wanted to say many things; be it a cocky reply of a small dick joke, or a flirtatious ‘prove it then, sir’, or to just look into his [color] eyes and be hypnotized by his mesmerizing voice. Venti wanted it all, he himself concluded.

“Now, boy, don’t get lost,” [m/n] said, turning away and starting to walk away. Venti just stared at him; still in shock from either his looks or his from the thing he said earlier, possibly, from both.

“And? Do you need a special invite? We’re going inside, you’re my companion for tonight,” [m/n] playfully rolled his eyes and smirked from behind his shoulder, making eye contact with, now, smiling Venti.

Venti has never been this enamoured by someone in his whole life. Be it how gentle [m/n]’s touches were, or how many funny or peculiar stories [m/n] has come to share. Venti had fallen in love with [m/n], hard. And his object of affection could not deny his liking, too. The smiles that Venti gave him, and the short melodies he played, and the way he talked and looked, — everything about Venti.

When they neared the ballroom, [m/n] shared a smile with Venti. Not one of his cocky or prideful ones, a smile born of pure love and affection. He then extended his hand, doing a small bow. Venti took his hand, and they entered. Not the looks Venti got, about his unfit clothing, or the girls trying to steal [m/n] for a dance could stop them.

Tonight was going to be fun.

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keelywolfe · 4 years ago

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Creators: work on or post something from your WIP.

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Okay, so this is a segment from a story that I’ve been working on, on and off, for like, two years, I think. I’m trying to work up some inspiration to finish it.

The premise is that one of Fellgore’s spies caught sight of Rus smoking outside at the Fell Brother’s home in Snowdin and reported it back to him. Of course he’s terribly curious about this strange skeleton and when he calls Edge to New Home to ask him about it, the only excuse that Edge can reasonably come up with without revealing the existence of other universes is that Rus is his new pet.

This leads to Fellgore inviting Edge to bring his new pet to the next feast that he holds, and denying a request from their King is a very quick way to end up in a dustpan. So, despite the fact that they are certainly not friends, Edge ‘persuades’ Rus to come with him. Rus is ever so happy about it.

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"a dress?" Rus said flatly. Edge's mouth twisted. Rus was holding the dress out in two fingers as though it were something filthy. Edge couldn’t really blame him, he had every reason to be displeased. "Not my idea, I assure you. It was a gift from the king and unfortunately it would be a grave insult not to wear it." His excuse was not readily accepted. Rus looked between him and the dress, his sockets narrowed suspiciously. It was a common enough style for certain pets to wear more feminine attire, but this outfit was unique even amongst them. The bodice was made up of a variety of straps, some thin as a finger and others wider than his wrist. It managed to be somehow modest and indecent at the same time. Covering and uncovering skin, or in Rus's case, bone, as the wearer moved. It would certainly make for quite a tantalizing show for those who were watching, depending of course on who was wearing it. Rus finally seemed to decide that it wasn’t a cruel prank being played on him. He turned the dress in his hands awkwardly, trying to figure out how to pull it on. “Let me help,” Edge took it away and paused. “You’ll need to take off your other clothes first.”

With a long-suffering sigh, Rus stripped off, leaving his shorts and sweatshirt in rough pile. “happy?” “Ecstatic,” Edge pulled the dress over Rus’s head. Immediately, he managed to get tangled in the straps and Edge cursed, trying to free him even as Rus complained and squirmed. "Hold still!" Edge snapped. “You’re only making it worse!” It was easier when Rus stopped struggling, standing still and allowing Edge to arrange the dress on him. It took no little patience, organizing each strap from the most slender to the widest, but Edge could admit that the final product was very appealing to his sense of aesthetics. The deep purple was flattering against the ivory of Rus’s bones, the silken fabric inviting a touch. It would have been more appealing if the color didn’t hint at being royal property, but Edge had no leeway to complain about such a generous gift. Rus’s expression didn’t enhance the effect either, but that wasn’t anything Edge could change. "glad you're enjoying this," Rus said sullenly. "If I'm giving off the appearance of enjoying this in the slightest, it's purely accidental.” He picked up a small box from the table, not from Asgore this time but something he’d ordered made the moment Rus had agreed to come. “You'll need to wear this as well." Rus’s sullen expression flickered through shock to outright rejection as he saw what the box held. A slender collar, relatively plain with a tag hanging from it. There hadn’t been time for the creation of anything elaborate, but Edge found he preferred its simplicity. It would complement rather than distract. That was, if it was worn and Rus was shaking his head. "no, no fucking way. i said i'd help because of my bro, but a collar is asking too much, just no." "Very well," Edge said, flatly. "when Asgore has me executed for disobeying his orders, perhaps you'd be kind enough to help my brother sprinkle my dust." Rus started to say something and paused. Softly, he said, "you're serious, aren't you." "Do you think I'd be trying to drag you off to a damn feast with my King if it wasn't serious?" Edge snapped. Already a headache was lurking between his sockets and the night hadn’t even begun. "There is very little that I'd like to do less!" Rus exhaled slowly, "fuck." He picked up the collar gingerly, fingering the tag. "what's this symbol?" "It marks you as mine." "huh. red doesn't have a tag on his collar." "That would be because he doesn't belong to me. Red isn't a pet or a thrall, but he is under my protection.” A slow nod and Rus handed the collar to Edge. “well…i guess put it on. no point in putting on the dress if I’m not going to accessorize.” Threading the end through the buckle, he quickly fastened it on and stepped back. “okay, this is a helluva lot deeper than it sounded when you were explaining it before,” Rus’s bored irritation had fled and now he was looking at Edge seriously. “i need some info here, what’s the expectation?” "Follow my lead, don't speak unless you're spoken to and for stars sake, keep whatever you say brief! You're supposed to be a pet. Don't eat before me or without permission, keep your head down, and maybe we'll get through this alive. Now let me look at you." Rus straightened, his casual stance shifting, and the difference was staggering. The drape of the skirt's folds moved as the wearer did, exposing peeks of his femurs, even as high as to offer tantalizing glimpses of his pelvis. The gift hadn't included shoes and Edge had been forced to barter for a pair of delicate sandals. They were both tall enough without forcing Rus to totter around on heels. He knelt and helped Rus put them on, buckling them with the same care he’d used on the collar. From his pocket, Edge pulled out a slender gold chain and fastened it around Rus's ankle. A little extravagance would be expected for a favored pet, though nothing too extravagant; his position offered more status than salary, no one would expect him to drape his pet in jewels. The delicate anklet was enough, it caught the light as Rus moved, gleaming prettily against the pale bone. He'd truly be beautiful, if it weren't for one detail. "are you fucking done yet?" "Watch your mouth," Edge warned him. "or there is no point to this charade." “yeah, yeah, i got this.” Silently, Edge pulled a thin cloak from his inventory, draping it around Rus. It would protect him from Snowdin’s chill, at least until they entered Hotland. He wondered dismally if he’d only condemned both of them by trying this. He supposed there was only one way to find out.

#keelywolfe #spicyhoney #work in progress

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makeste · 5 years ago

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Who is the bitch in the first year hero courses most down for murder, do you think? Surprisingly, despite being the only one to actually MAKE death threats, I'm mot sure Bakugou is all that high up there? When you've got Todo freezing people from the inside out, Mushroom Girl choking people, Honenuki drowning people and dropping industrial chimneys on them etc etc... What would your rankings be?

what better way to spend a Sunday evening than by ranking all of U.A.’s first-year students by murder.

disclaimer: I am doing this for fun and this entire post is ridiculous so please do not take it too seriously. also just a heads up, this post contains some recent manga spoilers as well as a couple of spoilers for Heroes Rising. now then, let’s quantify these bloodthirsty little savages.

okay so despite being entirely too plus ultra for their own good, approximately 99% of these kids would never dream of doing any kind of permanent harm to another living being. so I’m just listing the first thirty in no particular order, and then we’ll get to ranking the top ten.

Aoyama

despite having that brief moment in chapter 167 where virtually everyone thought he was a serial killer, Aoyama is actually a good boy. a bit stalkerish, maybe.

Mina

Mina did dream up that one attack where Ochako floats her up in the air so that she can rain acid down on people, which is slightly homicidal. but she’s not a killer. honestly if she was we’d all be dead already. see: thicc Girl Noumu.

Tsuyu

if Tsuyu had ever killed someone she would have already told everyone all about it because she is open about these things so safe to say she is not a killer.

Ochako

all Ochako wants to do is help and support people. she can be pretty hardcore from time to time but my baby girl would never. not to say that villain wouldn’t be a good look on her. I still get a shiver up my spine remembering that one time Toga turned into her and demonstrated exactly how deadly her quirk could be.

Ojiro

nah. the worst thing Ojiro has ever done was throwing his empty plain yogurt cup into the wrong recycling bin by accident, and he felt terrible about it afterward.

Kaminari

real talk, Kaminari could very easily kill a ton of people with his quirk if he actually tried. but he hasn’t, because he is only two and is too busy learning his shapes and colors and leaving his lego duplo blocks all over the carpet for other people to trip on.

Kirishima

do I even have to justify this at all. duh Kirishima doesn’t murder people sorry to anyone who came into this post all excited to read a big paragraph going off about Kiri’s raw bloodlust. I don’t know what you expected.

Kouda

Kouda is probably deadlier than everyone thinks. imagine him commanding, say, a mob of giant hornets to swarm and kill someone. it’s a good thing he wouldn’t actually hurt a fly.

Satou

I sat here for a while thinking about what I could say about Satou. but just. can you picture him killing a guy? nah, me neither.

Shouji

one of the things I like about Shouji is that he looks older than he is, and kind of creepy, what with the masked face and the freaky tentacle arms and all the like. and so he very likely experienced some of that good old fashioned quirk racism growing up, and people were afraid of him and/or thought he would become a villain. but instead he decided to become a hero. and I think that says so much about Shouji’s character. it reminds me a lot of Shinsou; his desire to become a hero was so strong that he overcame prejudice and circumstances which could just have easily have led to him becoming a villain (and in fact, it’s not all that different from some of the actual villain backstories). anyway so yeah no murder for him.

Jirou

I think she would consider killing anyone who ever hurt Momo or Kami, but aside from that NO because she is a good pure girl who loves music and rocking out and putting smiles on people’s faces.

Sero

poor Sero is so not-murdery that when he does get pitted against someone with more murdery energy such as Todoroki, he basically gets immediately overwhelmed and everyone is just kind of wincing and then timidly applauding him and saying “good try.” that’s Sero’s life. he would just sit there and get murdered rather than going in for the kill. he’s a good bro.

Mineta

needs several restraining orders filed against him, but wouldn’t actually kill someone.

Momo

well one time she did explode a grenade in Aizawa’s face. but no.

Awase

now we have come to the 1-B kids. I will give brief descriptions in case you, like me, sometimes have trouble remembering their names. so, Awase! the welding, Momo-rescuing one. he is not murdery.

Sen

the rotating limbs one. one of the least murdery kids in the fairly murderous 1-B on account of his quirk is just too ridiculous. sorry Sen.

Kuroiro

the Tokoyami one. more likely to bore you to tears talking about death than actually kill someone. which is too bad because he honestly would make a pretty bitching assassin.

Kendou

would say she’s probably in the top fifteen. god I love her quirk so much. just want her to slap some bitches to death. but she probably wouldn’t.

Shishida

the growly monster one. he does get some bonus points for tending to lose control once he goes full beastmode and werewolfs out. and he is fairly deadly.

Shouda

the roly poly double smashy one. it’s actually only a matter of time before Shouda kills someone, most likely. his quirk is way too dangerous, and the thing is, it’s probably hard for him to tell how dangerous a particular impact is going to be beforehand. one of these days it’s gonna be way stronger than he intends and somebody’s neck is gonna get snapped.

Pony

never forget that time Pony stabbed Ojiro and Shouji like a dozen times and everybody was just cool with it.

Tsuburaba

the air platform one. he did try to suffocate Kouda that one time.

Tetsutetsu

only if he’s fighting Shouto. or teamed up with Shouto. then all bets are off as to whether or not he’s going to drill his superheated steel fist right through somebody’s face.

Tokage

the severed limbs one. she just has kind of a murdery vibe to her. stalking everyone with her various body parts. yuuugh. I bet if she did kill someone nobody would ever be able to prove it was her.

Manga

the speech bubble head one. is going to destroy so much public and private property once he’s set loose on the streets. but no deaths.

Bondo

the glue one. and nah, Bondo is cool.

Koudai

the Ant-Man one. doesn’t strike me as particularly murderous, I even went and reread her part of the joint training arc to confirm it. she’s fine.

Rin

the kung fu dragon one. not especially murdery. overall probably one of the least bloodthirsty in class 1-B in fact.

Shiozaki

the vines one. she’s extremely murdery. I can’t be the only one who thinks that, can I? Shiozaki scares the shit out of me. if I were Kaminari I would have nightmares about her.

Monoma

would murder every single member of class 1-A if he could. would be the criminal in a Detective Conan two-parter. would give a long monologue about always being the side character and never in the starring role until one day he finally couldn’t take it anymore and snapped. why does his hero costume make it look as though he’s going to steal a bunch of famous jewels out from under everyone’s noses. nah but I’m just kidding and Monoma would never actually kill someone. but one day he’s probably going to be framed for murder by a villain and Kendou and Shinsou will have to team up to defend him and catch the real culprit.

10. Yanagi

the creepy pale ghost-girl-looking one. contrary to what you are probably all thinking, her high ranking isn’t just because of her general horror film vibe, but also because she attempted to bludgeon Mina to death during the joint battle arc. but also yes it is because of her general horror film vibe.

9. Kamakiri

the stabby one. he’s up here because I’m pretty sure he tried to kill Jirou that one time. like what was he even gonna do if Bakugou hadn’t stepped in. though to be fair I don’t think he actually had his knives out at the time so maybe he was just gonna elbow her in the face or something idk.

8. Bakugou

I agree with you that Bakugou is much more bark than bite, anon. and not only is he remarkably careful and precise with his quirk and good at avoiding any collateral damage (and even better IMO ever since his supplementary training), I think that due to his various struggles with being perceived as a villain and also trying to find his own understanding of what being a hero means, he’s probably more self-aware than most of the other kids at this point when it comes to matters of “is this morally okay.” so in spite of his generally violent demeanor, I very much doubt he ever would or could actually kill someone. but he’s in the top ten because his high shounen protagonist levels do place him in the “would potentially go apeshit if and when something happened to someone he cares about” category, though. and also because he and Deku did basically attempt to disintegrate Nine, and then when Nine just dropped off the face of the earth afterwards, no one even bothered to wonder what had happened to him. which leads me to wonder if Deku and Katsuki straight up assume they did in fact kill him and just dgaf.

7. Deku

see above re: Nine. and also he may have to kill AFO one day. so while he probably wouldn’t be happy about it, I think he could still potentially do it. and also because he absolutely does lose his gotdamn mind every time someone hurts one of his friends, and especially Kacchan, and I could picture him just snapping if something really awful ever actually did happen. I don’t think it would in canon because it’s just way too dark, but I don’t think it’d be out of character if he did.

6. Iida

literally tracked down the villain who attacked his brother with the full intent of personally killing said villain once he got his hands on him. true, Shouto and Deku talked him out of it in the end, but still. that was some real motherfucking killing intent. also I will never forget the image of this kid sitting his ass down in middle of the woods and mutilating his own goddamn body without any anesthesia. listen, everyone. just please, for your own safety, do not fuck with Iida.

5. Shouto

and now we reach the top five. listen, feel free to disagree, but I stand firm in my belief that out of all the non-traitor and non-demon-possessed children in class 1-A, Todoroki Shouto is absolutely the most likely to straight up just kill a bitch one day. this boy froze a man from the inside out until a tower of fucking ice was jutting out of his fucking throat, and was all “go ahead and hibernate for a while” like excuse me, THE FUCK. and the thing is, this wasn’t just a one-time occurrence either; he literally pulls this kind of shit ALL THE TIME. froze an entire fucking building with his classmates in it and was all “feel free to bring it on but fighting without the soles of your feet will be painful.” heh. what the fuck. and do you all remember when he fought Sero and was in a bad mood so he iced half the fucking stadium. nearly killed a few people right then and there. “I got carried away.” whaaaaaaat. and I could go on and on; he nearly burned poor Shindou alive, and basically the entirety of chapter 205 could have been submitted as evidence in a court of law had that training battle against Tetsutetsu gone only slightly differently. basically Shouto is an entirely too realistic portrayal of a very sweet but marginally unstable boy with a completely broken power and a shitload of unresolved personal trauma which he is still working through.

4. Honenuki

somehow more murdery than Todoroki “HIBERNATE!!” Shouto. this is entirely because of chapter 205, formerly the most murdery chapter of the entire series, and dethroned only by the recent chapter 266 for obvious reasons. anyway so during the joint training battle, Honenuki bludgeoned Todoroki in the back of the head and would probably have let his unconscious body slump into the softened ground to drown had Iida not saved him. he then proceeded to drop a water tower on top of the both of them. a whole-ass water tower. this was a fucking training exercise. and Honenuki was the only one who kept his calm throughout the entirely of said exercise. and he was praised for his calm murdering skills afterward. because he was fucking awesome tbh. anyway but the point is this is supposed to be a hero school not an assassin school but I’m not really sure anymore you guys.

3. Tokoyami

my man would have straight up killed Moonfish in that forest and sure did try his best. he’s got the same issue as Todoroki in that his quirk is as powerful as it is unstable. and while he himself is not murdery, when Dark Shadow loses control, though… hooooh boy. I was gonna add something about him also interning under Takami “literally stabbed my friend in the neck for the greater good” Keigo, but I think that makes them both come off as more sinister than they actually are. I do think a big part of Tokoyami’s story is him overcoming his inner darkness and wresting control of it and mastering it, so I don’t think it’s very likely that he actually will kill someone in the story. but he’s got a murdery side, no two ways about it.

2. Toadette

straight up filled Tokoyami’s windpipe with mushrooms during a training exercise. he uses that to breathe, fyi. she then offered him a lozenge afterward. do not fuck with Toadette. do not. just don’t.

1. Hagakure

last but not least! Hagakure “hasn’t killed anyone officially but is also definitely the traitor” Tooru! y’all know how it is! I’m committed to this theory! I’d even be willing to put money on a reveal scene where she does just straight up kill someone, and that’s our cliffhanger establishing that the traitor is none other than! and this is coming up sooner than you might think too, guys. Horikoshi brought up the traitor again relatively recently during the Christmas Eve chapter, and that kind of foreshadowing isn’t for nothing. anyways I’m here for it though so bring on that body count you funky little turncoat.

so there you have it. my not-that-definitive definitive ranking of classes 1-A and 1-B by murderous inclination. there’s really not that much rhyme or reason to it tbh but this was fun, thank you anon!

#bnha #boku no hero academia #class 1-a #class 1-b #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #heroes rising spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha #asks #anon asks #bnha meta #bnha ranking

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howfarwillyougo · 3 years ago

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Beware of horses

I mean a horse is a horse of course, but who rides is important

Sitting high with a uniform, barking orders, demanding order

And I'm scared that I talk too much about what I think's going on

I got a way with this, they might drag me away for this

Put me in a cage for this, I might pay for this

So I just say what I want like I'm made for this

But I'm just afraid some days I might be wrong

Maybe that's why me and Mike get along

Hey, not from the same part of town, but we both hear the same sound coming

Woo

And it sounds like war

Woo

And it breaks our hearts

When I started this band, didn't have no plans, didn't see no arc

Just run with the craft, have a couple laughs

Make a buck and dash, yeah

Get a little dap like "Yeah I'm the fucking man!", yeah

Maybe give a little back like, "Here, I do what I can"

It's all jokes and smoke 'till the truth start schemin'

Can't contain the disdain for y'all demons

Talk clean and bomb hospitals

So I speak with the foulest mouth possible

And I drink like a Vulcan losing all faith in the logical

I will not be confused for docile

I'm free, motherfuckers, I'm hostile

Choose the lesser of the evil people, and the devil still gon' win

It could all be over tomorrow, kill our masters and start again

But we know we all afraid, so we just simply cry and march again

At the Dem Conven my heart broke apart when I seen them march mommas in

As I rap this verse right now, got tears flowing down my chocolate chin

Told the truth and I've been punished for it, must be a masochist 'cause I done it again

Ooh, Mike said "uterus", they acting like Mike said "You a bitch"

To every writer who wrote it, misquoted it

Mike says, "You a bitch, you a bitch, you a bitch"

Add a "nigga" for that black writer that started that sewer shit

I maneuver through manure like a slumdog millionaire

El-P told me, "Fuck them devils, Mike, we gon' be millionaires"

I respond with a heavy "Yeah"

Big bro says "Fuck that, toughen up

Stay ready, write raw raps, shit rugged rough"

The devil don't sleep, us either

El spits fire, I spit ether

We the gladiators that oppose all Caesars

Coming soon on a new world tour

Probably play the score for the World War

At the apocalypse, play the encore

Turn around, see El, and I smile

Hell coming and we got about a mile

Until it's over I remain hostile

Mere mortals, the Gods coming so miss me with the whoopty-whoop

You take the devil for God, look how he doin' you

I'm Jack Johnson, I beat a slave catcher snaggletooth

I'm Tiger Flowers with a higher power, hallelu'

Life'll get so bad it feel like God mad at you

But that's a feeling, baby, ever lose, I refuse

I disabuse these foolish fools of they foolish views

I heard the revolution coming, you should spread the news

Garvey-mind, Tyson-punch, this is bad news

So feel me, follow me

Devil done got on top of me

Bad times got a monopoly

Give up, I did the opposite

Pitch perfect, did it properly

Owner killed by his property

This life'll stress you like Orson Welles on the radio

War after war of the world'll make all your saneness go

And these invaders from Earth're twerkin' on graves you know

Can't wait to load up the silos and make your babies glow

It's so abusive you'll beg somebody to roofie you

They'll snatch your hope up and use it like it's a hula-hoop

And it's a loop, they talk to you just like their rulers do

These fucking fools have forgotten just who been fooling who

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Killer children of men on the throne roving with no atonement

Got me feeling like I'm Clive Owen rowing through a future frozen

But the flow is a burning wind, blowing to your coast and

Now in cages 'cause we rode the waves of your explosions

Done appealing to our killers, man, to stop the bleeding

This song's a dirty bomb for they dirty dealings

Boots on the roof, I'm Charley Mingus dumping through the ceiling

Master P-ing on these lost Europeans thievin'

Shit be grim, and De La born a reaper

Born in the beast and fixin' feast tearin' its features

The world surges, the nation's nervous

The crowds awaken, they can't disperse us

We ain't at your service, won't stay sedated

Won't state our numbers for names and remain faceless

We dignified, they can't erase us

We ain't asleep, we rope a dope through the flames

Man, the world gonna ride on what's implied in the name

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#this shit is powerful #rtj #run the jewels #report to your shareholders #kill your masters #Spotify

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piermanwalter · 4 years ago

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Thief’s Apprentice: Civil Servant Triumvirate

What does it take to keep a city of immortal skeleton wizards functioning? These revenants are the antithesis of the bros: a semi-legitimate politician who won’t fall for petty scams, another large sealed container, and a guy who breaks into houses and attacks people but legally.

The Mayor of Veilheim

Although elected by the literate class as The Mayor, The Mayor isn’t a Veilheimer or even from Surenia. His outsider status is celebrated as bringing an end to cultural and political stagnation, but has caused some problems. Counter to Veilheim customs, he still treats his children and grandchildren as family even though he died decades before. The Mayor’s continued contact with them is seen as unnecessary interference with the affairs of the living. Integration between living and dead society has swung back and forth throughout history, although recently the living in Veilheim have gone from viewing the world outside the living district as another plane of existence to coming and going as they please (only if they are plaguebearers) within a few generations, as orchestrated by The Mayor.

The Mayor’s political platform is normalising death so the living die happier and produce less madmen. Under his rule, living apprenticeship under dead Masters has increased, a few living businesses such as perfumers and the Rambush family distillery now serve the dead, and skeleton prostitution is decriminalised (for health and safety reasons it’s still illegal for anyone who’s not a skeleton to be a prostitute). The Mayor also implemented the infamous and controversial Destitution Inducing Tax Law, which reduced 1000 of the richest Veilheimers being taxed 0.1% of city budget per year to 100 of the richest Veilheimers being taxed 1% of the city budget per year. The repercussions of this law will be discussed later. With increased working population and ending a few monopolies, Veilheim’s self-sufficiency caused some diplomatic issues with other cities, such as Villa Princeps and Alhambra, which used to count on Veilheim for trade. The Mayor dealt with this by decreasing staple food and fabric imports, but increasing imports of luxury items from outside.

As well as being a functional statesman, The Mayor is also a great wizard. As covered before, magic is the energy derived from souls dying outside the body. Wizards can’t perform magic on their own, but can effectively use magic items, objects with pieces of mage souls in them. To use a magic item, a wizard needs to convince the soul piece inside to die for their sake. Thus wizards are all monstrously manipulative. The Mayor keeps a stash of magic items from his home country that nobody else can use because the souls inside all speak a different language.

During the uncertain early years of his reign, The Mayor resorted to a lot of secret crimes to stay in wealth and power. After things stabilised, The Mayor has been able to stay in power via legitimate means for a long time and has worked to erase his history, but some elements of his criminal past come back to haunt him, including you. Some of his deals have gone on for so long with people so dangerous he hasn’t figured out how to end them yet.

Noble Porter

About 10 years ago, a pirate crew attacked the city and were all arrested. While awaiting trial, some pirates died in the cell and went mad, killing and eating the rest, forming into one single creature composed of at least 8 pirates. Temperament stabilised by being made of so many people, the resulting being’s imposing size and treasure-protecting pirate instincts led to new employment. Noble Porter, most noble of porters, delivers state documents within Veilheim and also to other cities by putting them in the big cabinet. The key is delivered separately a few days earlier to the document’s recipient. Then Noble Porter finds you and kneels so you can reach the cabinet and unlock it. Noble Porter’s head is literally and metaphorically filled with state secrets. Noble Porter is constantly surrounded by guards and seems physically incapable. Despite Noble Porter’s helpless appearance, don’t forget the composition of at least 8 pirates who spent their lives killing and looting and died cannibalising each other.

Noble Porter has a very nondescript personality, can’t speak, and takes a very long time to make decisions. Noble Porter must always be referred to without pronouns, since Noble Porter lacks the mental faculty to comprehend anything other than the proper title. It’s easy to infer complete stupidity from this, but Noble Porter has a surprisingly good idea of the general vibe and often bails out of suspicious situations before they begin. How much Noble Porter likes you is determined by how long it takes you to unlock the cabinet. If you use the wrong keys too much or unlock the wrong drawer first, Noble Porter won’t like you. Noble Porter may also relock locks, change pin combinations, and shuffle documents into other drawers. It usually takes a few minutes to get the cabinet open, but you can use this to your advantage by robbing people while they are distracted. This has inevitably led to Noble Porter liking several specific nobles because they get delivered important documents a lot. This is about as fair and efficient as the standard workplace email. How has Noble Porter managed to accumulate the wealth and prestige prerequisite to being a noble without any language skills? Pirate hoarding instincts.

If Noble Porter doesn’t like you, documents will take much longer to be delivered. If Noble Porter likes you, documents will be delivered quickly and sometimes Noble Porter will deliver extra handwritten nonsense letters and random objects. These nonsense letters are starting to become a currency in high society. Noble Porter is also married to Cylinder Locksmith, who has an unfair advantage because she installs the locks into the cabinet. Is she purposefully being exploitative? It’s hard to tell.

Tax Collector

Despite being rich and influential, Tax Collector is seen as being on the same level as other Collectors, such as Rag Collectors, Dung Collectors, Ash Collectors, etc. Tax Collector has been around for at least 500 years and thus has cultivated an extensive legacy of terror. As per Veilheim’s traditional tax policy, if someone can’t or won’t pay taxes, their share will be paid by increasing taxes for other taxpayers and also Tax Collector will drag them out into the street and stab them, after which they are ridiculed by the general public and reviled by other taxpayers who had to pick up their slack. It’s possible to regain some clout by stabbing Tax Collector back. This happens often enough that it’s legal to stab him as he’s stabbing you (it’s still illegal to stab him at any other time). If you are a chronic tax evader, instead of stabbing you in front of your house, Tax Collector will drag you into the judicial district and stab you in the main square. It’s considered a great honor if Tax Collector stabs someone with the same thing you stabbed him with. Sometimes there are multiple rounds of tax collecting, where Tax Collector collects taxes from those who can pay, stabs those who can’t, then calculates how much extra needs to be paid, collects that from those who can pay, stabs those who can’t, and so on until he reaches a monolith of riches who pays for like 18% of the city budget.

Aside from tax collecting, Tax Collector is also involved with antiforgery, crime scene investigation, and tracing the origin of stolen goods. His giant soul from old age and also work experience makes him an excellent alchemist. Alchemy is the study of how souls affect chemistry. For example, if a chunk of limestone is mined by someone and put on the back of a donkey and unloaded by someone else, then burned into quicklime by a different person, the resulting calcium oxide still carries tiny fragments of the souls of three people and one donkey. Not nearly enough to be a magic item or affect its physical behavior, but still enough to be detected by an alchemist. If you touched something, Tax Collector knows.

After his workload of 1000 people a year was reduced to 100 people a year by the Destitution Inducing Tax Law, Tax Collector is much more involved in normal law enforcement, turning him from an annoying figure among high society to widely reviled by all. As intended by the law, 1% of Veilheim’s yearly budget is enough to drive someone to destitution. Because productive property (things like food, tools, buildings of labor, working animals, and industrial materials) are counted for tax purposes as much less than other things like leisure buildings, precious metals, and jewels, people on the verge of being in to top 100 rush to convert their riches into raw flax, iron bars, and live sheep. Those unfortunate(?) enough to still be considered rich after this often have their life’s work erased. If revenants don’t die, to maintain a functioning economy they must be killed financially. The young by comparison are still afraid of this, but old revenants driven by greed to accumulate as much as they can often lose the will to live after they can no longer grow their wealth as fast as they used to and even the biggest diamonds makes them feel nothing.

Tax Collector! Render me destitute and give my life meaning again!

Then there are people like Noble Engineer and Sporadic Miner who are so absurdly rich that paying 1% of the city’s yearly budget doesn’t significantly affect them.

#thief's apprentice #tax law #graphic injuries #the mayor #noble porter #tax collector

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beansonbread2 · 4 years ago

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BEANSONBREAD AWARDS 2020 - BEST SONG

AWARD NO.3 - BEST SONG OF 2020

PAST WINNERS

2019 > Weyes Blood ‘Andromeda’ (see full list HERE)

2018 > Let’s Eat Grandma ‘It’s Not Just Me’ (see full list HERE)

2017 > Richard Dawson ‘Ogre’ (see full list HERE)

2016 > Solange ‘Cranes In the Sky’ (see full list HERE)

2015 > Kendrick Lamar ‘The Blacker The Berry’ (see full list HERE)

2014 > FKA Twigs ‘Two Weeks’ (see full list HERE)

2013 > Oliver Wilde ‘Perrett’s Brook’ (see full list HERE)

2010 > Untold ‘Stop What You’re Doing (James Blake Remix) (see full list HERE)

2009 > Joker - ‘Digidesign’ (see full list HERE)

2008 > Lil’ Wayne - ‘A Milli’ (see full list HERE)

2007 > Panda Bear - ‘Bros’ (see full list HERE)

2006 > Hot Chip - ‘Over And Over’ (see full list HERE)

RULES - A maximum of THREE tracks from any one artist. Songs can be tied in the same position.

*SPOTIFY PLAYLIST WITH (ALMOST) ALL THE TRACKS*

THE RUNNERS UP (in alphabetical order)..

100 Gecs, Count Baldor, GFOTY ‘Stupid Horse (remix)’

645AR ‘Bible And A K’

A.G. Cook ‘Silver’

Alabaster DePlume ‘Whisky Story Time’

Amaarae ‘Hellz Angel’

Arca ‘Time’

Arlo Parks ‘Black Dog’

Ashnikko ‘Daisy’

Blackpink & Selena Gomez ‘Ice Cream’

Cardi B & Megan Thee Stallion ‘WAP’

Caribou ‘New Jade’ / ‘Home’

CHAI ‘No More Cake’

Chloe x Halle ‘Do It’

Clipping ‘96 Neve Campbell’

Cornershop ‘St Marie Under Canon’ / ‘No Rock Save In Roll’

Crack Cloud ‘Favour Your Fortune’

Dan Deacon ‘Become A Mountain’ / ‘Sat By A Tree’

Darkstar ‘Jam’

Dean Blunt, Joanne Robertson, Vegyn ‘Troll’

Deerhoof ‘Future Teenage Cave Artists’ / ‘Sympathy For The Baby Boo’

Dirty Projectors ‘Overlord’

DJ Douggpound ‘Creamed Popcorn On The Cob’

Dorian Electra ‘Sorry Bro (I Love You)’

Doves ‘Prisoners’

Dry Cleaning ‘Scratchcard Lanyard’

Dua Lipa ‘Hallucinate’

Fenne Lily ‘Alapathy’ / ‘Solipsism’

Fiona Apple ‘Shameika’

FLOHIO ‘Unveiled’

Gerard Black, Rozi Plain, Jamie Whitby-Coles 'Beiggy'

Giant Swan ‘Silkworm’

Good Sad Happy Bad ‘Blessed’ / ‘Star’

The Go! Team ‘Cookie Scene’

Grimes ‘Delete Forever’

Gupi & Fraxiom ‘Thos Moser’

HAIM ‘The Steps’

Happy Spendy ‘Feelings 2’

Hen Ogledd ‘Trouble’

Hot Chip ‘Worlds Within Worlds’

Janelle Monae ‘Turntables’

Jane Weaver ‘The Revolution Of Super Visions’

Jay Electronica ‘Ghost Of Soulja Slim’ / ‘Shiny Suit Theory’

Jessy Lanza ‘Anyone Around’ / ‘Lick In Heaven’

Jpegmafia ‘Bald!’

Kayla Painter ‘Prey At Night’

Kelly Lee Owens ‘Arpeggi’ / ‘Melt!’

King Creosote ‘Susie Mullen’

King Krule ‘Stoned Again’

Lambchop ‘Reservations’

Laura Marling ‘Strange Girl’

The Lemon Twigs ‘The One’

LICE ‘Conveyor’ & ‘Arbiter’

Lil B ‘I’m Kanye’

Lil Uzi Vert ‘POP’

Little Simz ‘Might Bang, Might Not’

Magdalena Bay ‘Story’

Marie Davidson & L’Œil Nu ‘Renegade Breakdown’

Michael ‘Sole Trader’

Mogwai ‘Dry Fantasy’

Moses Sumney ‘Virile’

Mumble Tide ‘Love Thing’

Nadine Shah ‘Club Cougar’

Noname ‘Song 33’

The Orielles ‘Space Samba (Disco Volador Theme)’

Oro Swimming Hour ‘Cold Tangerina’ / ‘Crocodile’

Park Hye Jin ‘Like This’

Pa Salieu ‘Betty’

Paula, Povoa, Jerge ‘Primavera’

Pet Shimmers ‘Thawed Out Plainclothes Demon’ / ‘Snake Eats A Lady’

Phoebe Bridgers ‘Garden Song’

Pictish Trail ’Bad Algebra’

Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs ‘Reducer’ / ‘Rubbernecker’

Planet 1999 ‘Replay’

Planningtorock ‘Jam Fam - Chanel Show Version’

Poppy ‘Fill The Crown’

Pottery ‘Texas Drums Pt. I & II’

Pozi ‘Whitewashing’

Princess Nokia ‘Green Eggs & Ham’

Remi Wolf ‘Woo!’ / ‘Photo I.D’

Rico Nasty ‘IPHONE’

RMR ‘Rascal’

Run The Jewels ‘Yankee And The Brave (ep.4)’

SAULT ‘Stop Dem’ / ‘Wildfires’

Scalping ‘Deadlock’

Sega Bodega ‘Salv Goes To Hollywood’

Sleaford Mods ‘Mork n Mindy’

Soccer Mommy ‘Bloodstream’ / ‘Crawling In My Skin’

Spectres ‘Tanning The Albatross’ / ‘On Nepotism’

Sufjan Stevens ‘Video Game’

SZA (feat. Ty Dolla $ign) ‘Hit Different’

This Is The Kit ‘Coming To Get You Nowhere’ / ‘This Is What You Did’

Thundercat ‘Black Qualls’

Tierra Whack ‘Peppers and Onions’ & ‘Dora’

Tim Heidecker ‘Come Away With Me’

Tkay Maidza ‘Shook’ / ‘Grasshopper’

Urkt ‘Rich Now’ / ‘Sour’

Warm Digits (feat. Rozi Plain) ‘Everyone Nervous’

Wasuremono ‘Big Big Smiles’

The Weeknd ‘Blinding Lights’

Wesley Gonzalez ‘Wind Your Neck In’

Wharfwhit ‘Bangers’

Willie J Healey ‘Fashun’

Working Men’s Club ‘White Rooms And People’ / ‘Valleys’

Yard Act ‘Fixer Upper’ / ‘Peanuts’

Yves Tumor ‘Kerosene!’

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THE TOP 70 SONGS OF 2020

70. Black Midi ‘Sweater’

69. 645AR ‘Sum Bout U (feat. FKA Twigs)’

68. King Krule ‘Alone, Omen 3’

67. Savage Mansion ‘Weird Country’

66. Pet Shimmers ‘Madonna’s People’

65. Daniel Blumberg ‘Teethgritter’

64. Katy J Pearson ‘Take Back The Radio’

63. A.G. Cook ‘Oh Yeah’

62. Kelly Lee Owens (feat. John Cale) ‘Corner Of My Sky’

61. Moses Sumney ‘Me In 20 Years’

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60. Alexia Avina ‘Fit Into’

59. Kero Kero Bonito ‘Fortune Teller’

58. The Avalanches feat. Blood Orange ‘We Will Always Love You’

57. Yaeji ‘Waking Up Down’

56. Black Country, New Road ‘Science Fair’

55. These New Puritans ‘The Mirage’

54. Clementine March ‘Le Continent’

53. Shygirl ‘Freak’ / ‘Leng’

52. Ed Dowie ‘Robot Joy Army’

51. Pa Salieu (feat. Mahalia) ‘Energy’

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50. Office Hours (Tim Heidecker, Fred Armisen & Daniel Cupps) ‘Brick By Brick’

49. Gorillaz (feat. Peter Hook & Georgia) ‘Aries’

48. Amaarae ‘Fancy’

47. Alabaster DePlume ‘Visit Croatia’

46. Pictish Trail ‘Fear Anchor’

45. Yves Tumor ‘Gospel For A New Century’

44. Dean Blunt ‘As Long As Ropes Unravel Fake Rolex Will Travel’

43. Oneohtrix Point Never ‘I Don’t Love Me Anymore’

42. Thundercat ‘Dragonball Durag’

41. Kero Kero Bonito ‘It’s Bugsnax!’

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40. Perfume Genius ‘On The Floor’

39. Dua Lipa ‘Levitating’

38. Rina Sawayama ‘Comme Des Garcons (Like The Boys)’

37. Pozi ‘The Nightmare’

36. Jockstrap ‘Acid VAPOURWAVE rap RMX’

35. Magdalena Bay ‘Airplane’

34. Arca & Rosalia ‘KLK’

33. Squid ‘Sludge’

32. 100 Gecs feat. Charli XCX, Kero Kero Bonito, Rico Nasty ‘Ringtone (Remix)’

31. Bonnie Prince Billy ‘In Good Faith’

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30. Good Sad Happy Bad ‘Shades’

29. Charli XCX ‘Claws’ / ‘Forever’

28. Bill Callahan, Bonnie Prince Billy, Dead Rider ‘Our Anniversary’

27. Pictish Trail ‘Lead Balloon’

26. Jockstrap ‘The City’

25. Oneohtrix Point Never ‘Auto & Allo’

24. Katy J Pearson ‘Hey You’

23. Self Esteem ‘Favourite Problem (Alternative version)’

22. Tim Heidecker ‘Nothing’

21. SAULT ‘Free’

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20. Moses Sumney ‘Cut Me’

19. Shygirl ‘Slime’

18. Charli XCX ‘7 Years’

17. Rina Sawayama ‘XS’

16. The Flaming Lips ‘Flowers Of Neptune 6’

15. Wesley Gonzalez ‘Change’

14. Perfume Genius ‘Describe’

13. Dorian Electra (feat. Village People & Pussy Riot) ‘My Agenda’

12. Crack Cloud ‘Ouster Stew’

11. The Flaming Lips ‘Will You Return/When You Come Down’

10. Dorian Electra ‘Gentleman’

9. Tim Heidecker ‘Property’

8. Tara Clerkin Trio ‘In The Room’

7. Planet 1999 ‘Party’

6. Phoebe Bridgers ‘Kyoto’

5. Laura Marling ‘Held Down’

4. Crack Cloud ‘Post Truth’

3. The Flaming Lips ‘At The Movies On Quaaludes’

2. Oneohtrix Point Never ‘Long Road Home’

1. Jockstrap ‘Acid’

#list #Awards #2020 awards

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yourcoolfriendwithallthecandy · 5 years ago

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Magic and Miracles and BEYOND Chapter 13

ok, I didn’t mean to take...(doesn’t bother to look at how long since it’s been since I’ve posted anything for this story because the guilt will kill me) however long (feels longer than forever) to update this story. I literally had it all planned out in my head. And then when I went to write it my brain went “fuck you, I am on fumes, I need a break, I’m done.” and it didn’t matter how much I tried to restart or jump it- no go. So I moved on. I went back to school, I’m getting my licence to be a massage therapist, I’ll be doing that until July of next year which I’m currently on break with until Tuesday. But GOOD NEWS. I was going through my tumblr and I still find all these RaeLena pictures and when I went back to this- I found, lo and behold, FUEL. So I started this back up and this baby is running! Wooo! @the-immortal-marshal and @warnjai-17 hopefully you’re still here to enjoy this

AO3

Magic and Miracles and BEYOND

Chapter 13

The morning of Crowe’s wedding day was bright and brisk and the trees around the farm seemed to have come into spectacular color just for her. The sunrise was especially beatuiful and Prompto and the photographer got some outstanding pictures of it.

The horses had been washed the day before and kept in their squeaky clean stalls so they didn’t get dirty right before the ceremony. Crowe woke up feeling so happy and excited because today was the day her and her best friend were getting married and Chelsea had worked overtime in making sure every detail was perfect and to make sure Crowe only had decisions to make in a timely manner but no actual work to do through the whole process so it had been a breeze. The girls had all stayed at Sylva’s house and she had had another caterer come in and make everyone breakfast and a team of hair and makeup artists to make sure each girl shined like the jewel she was as Luca and Lilly and all the other little sisters of the those in the wedding party got to get glammed up too.

Meanwhile Libertus woke up with the worst hangover and felt like death warmed over. He had stayed up half the night, him and his friends around a campfire on Craig’s farm and drank and just talked, some of it was casual, most of it was deep though while Tredd did manage to keep his mouth shut about Ada being pregnant. But he sure did hint at it to Luche which Ravus and Nyx picked up on as Ravus was suspecting that the reason his mother favored Tredd as much as she did was because he had the gift too.

Craig Sr. and his wife Charla were already hard at work making a mountain of food for the boys and they chuckled to themselves as they watched all of them wake up to the smell of food and come in, each one’s hair crazier than the last as they all did the zombie shuffle to get the food before sitting down at the table as the guys downed pot after pot of coffee and ate in relative silence as bottles of Tylenol, Advil and Aleve were passed around.

“You boys alive over there?” Craig asked before there was a chorus of groans as an answer which cracked Craig Sr. and Charla up.

Meanwhile Hazel was sleeping blissfully away in Titus’ bed before the smell of her own breakfast woke her up only moments before Titus came in with their breakfast on a tray.

“Good morning Beautiful.” Titus cooed to her as her eyes fluttered open before she smiled adoringly at him as she stretched.

“Good morning, what do you got there?” She asked as she sat up, keeping the blankets up to cover her nakedness but moved the pillows to the headboard so she could sit up comfortably.

“Breakfast.” Titus beamed.

“Aww,” Hazel fawned as he gave her the tray and then got back into bed before they cuddled together with the extra large tray over Hazel’s lap.

“This is really sweet,” Hazel gushed as she started to dig in to the bowl of berries before she pulled the lid off of the plate to see an engagement ring sitting on top of some french toast and gasped as Titus’ heart beat so hard in his chest he thought it was going to break his ribs as his mouth felt like it was full of cotton all of a sudden.

“So, I was thinking, I know you really like your apartment and I really like the peace and quiet and space of the country, but I thought we could find a happy medium if we built a house together, Oak Creek Estates still has a bunch of lots available and if…” Titus was cut off by Hazel quickly attaching her mouth to his and kissing him as deeply as she could from her spot under his arm as his arm curled around her before his other hand went up to gently caress her gorgeous face, hoping she could understand what he was trying to say because words were failing him but actions never would.

“Yes, that’ll be perfect, a fresh new start for both of us.” Hazel beamed happily as she had already slipped the ring on before Titus moved the tray over to the floor before he really got to enjoy his fiance for breakfast which is what he really wanted.

As the clock ticked down Libertus went from hungover to happy to nervous and by a surprise, Luche was too.

“Cut it out, they’re all gonna think you’re playing with yourself.” Tredd teased as he sat down next to Luche after he came back into the house from helping the firework guys set up all the fireworks for the night before he sat down on the couch as Luche frowned over at him.

“Cut what out?” Luche tried to deflect.

“You keep fingering that engagement ring thing in your pocket, it looks like you’re trying to jack off.” Tredd chuckled as Luche frowned.

“How…” Luche began as Tredd gave him an unimpressed look.

“Really? You really wanna play dumb? Come on, let me seee.” Tredd questioned as Luche humphed before he pulled it out and handed it to Tredd.

“I do, I will marry you.” Tredd gushed in an overly feminine way.

“Oh my God, stop.” Luche rolled his eyes as Tredd opened the fancy slim ring box to see a paper flower fold out holding the ring.

“Aww, this was one of Victor’s rings for Ravus wasn’t it?” Tredd asked as Luche sighed deeply.

“Yes, I bought it off of him.” Luche admitted.

“Of course you did, you spent what? A whole dollar?” Tredd teased.

“Ravus gave me a price and I paid it, no negotiations needed.” Luche defended.

“A whole five dollars because you don’t cary singles anymore blue blood.” Tredd grinned triumphantly.

“I hate this about you.” Luche sarcastically quipped as he tried to take the ring back but Tredd pulled it out of his reach.

“Hey, hey, don’t get all huffy. I think it’s nice- a whole 20 carats just on the center diamond and that has to be...another 5 carats in the bezels and blue diamonds are coming back into fashion again, platinum?” Tredd appraised as Luche just frowned deeper and deeper.

“Since when do you know anything about jewelry?” Luche asked.

“Since mom adopted me too and has been taking me under her wing and teaching me the same shit she’s teaching you but I get the super fun hands on versions, and she is paying me in stock options now and recognizes that I have a good eye and can spot a fake a mile away.” Tredd answered casually as he gave it back.

“Wait paying you? Paying you for what?” Luche demanded.

“You didn’t think you were her only eyes and ears did you?” Tredd grinned smugly.

“How much is she paying you?” Luche pressed.

“Eh, it started off as 5k here, 10k there, now it’s stock options and percentages and 401ks and trust funds and all that which I find I like much better, especially since I’ve been reinvesting that money in said stocks. Project Recovery alone has quadrupled my money in just the last couple of months alone and Sylva says I have the same gift she has in that oracle shit. I see things with my special eyes that you don’t.” Tredd teased as he poked his finger near Luche’s ear as he batted his eyes suggestively at Luche.

“Stop,” Luche batted Tredd’s hand away. “What do you see that I don’t?” Luche questioned.

“I knew before anyone else did that Crowe was pregnant.” Tredd grinned.

“You got lucky.” Luche countered.

“Did I? Did I also get really super lucky when I knew Ada was pregnant over the summer on the cruises?” Tredd revealed.

“What?” Luche blinked.

“Yeah, I saw that before Sylva did, And that fifteen grand? That was to keep you two from fucking so you wouldn’t lose your mind when she lost that pregnancy. Which sucked by the way, but hopefully it doesn’t happen again.” Tredd revealed.

“You…” Luche didn’t know if he should laugh, cry or just go bang his head against a wall. “How? How did you know?” Luche demanded.

“There’s just a lot of subtle changes that most miss but to me they just all add up for some reason.” Tredd shrugged. “But looking back, aren’t you happy you didn’t fuck her senseless on the cruise?” Tredd asked.

“...yeah.” Luche ducked his head with a sigh.

“Well I knew the moment those two got together that it was gonna crash and burn in a matter of months. She’s always been your girl, she was just the last one to realize it.” Tredd offered which made Luche and Tredd both grin lopsidedly at each other.

“Thanks.” Luche thanked him.

“You’re welcome. By the way, I want to be a groomsman.” Tredd insisted which made Luche snicker a laugh.

“Oh do you?” Luche returned.

“Hell yeah, am I or am I not the Bro who was purposefully a douche to save you from that clusterfuck?” Tredd prodded.

“You are that douche.” Luche laughed.

“So I’m a groomsman?” Tredd prodded.

“You are the douchiest of my groomsman.” Luche chuckled.

“Good,” Tredd grinned victoriously as Ravus and Nyx came up.

“Oh is that Ada’s ring?” Nyx asked.

“Yeah, I was thinking I was gonna pull a Rae.” Luche admitted as he handed it to Nyx as Ravus smiled proudly. Happy that the ring was going to go to a “brother”. Besides that still left a few to save for his children to use when they would get engaged.

“Awesome,” Nyx smiled happily before he gave it back.

“Shower is clear.” Craig called out after he got out of his since every shower was being used on the property to get all the boys ready as Luche got the ring back as he got up and claimed the empty shower.

“So what else do you see with your special eyes?” Ravus asked Tredd once Luche was well out of earshot.

“Jesus, you have the ears of a rodent Beavus.” Tredd rolled his eyes.

“Ada’s pregnant again isn’t she?” Ravus grinned.

“Sssshhhh!” Tredd shushed him as he quickly looked around to see if anyone else had heard that.

“See? Told you.” Ravus put to Nyx who gave him an unimpressed look.

“Does he know?” Nyx gestured to where Luche went.

“No, absolutely not, and none of us can tell him either, we gotta let Ada find out on her own and have her be the one to tell him, we can’t spoil this for him. I mean you know me, I’m all for spoiling shit but that’s the special shit you don’t spoil.” Tredd urged them.

“So what do you think it’s gonna be?” Ravus put to Tredd curiously.

“Pppfff, boy.” Tredd snickered. “Watch they’ll name him something super British, like London or Oxford or something so English the Royal Family will be like ‘calm it down now’. “ Tredd predicted.

“London.” Nyx and Ravus grinned.

“Any other girl preggers?” Nyx asked Tredd.

“Right now? No. About to be? Oh yeah,” Tredd laughed.

“Who?” Ravus and Nyx asked as Tredd looked at them unimpressed before he looked over to Gladio pointedly before turning back to them.

“No way,” Nyx shook his head.

“A hundred bucks, they’re going to be expecting in the next say...four months?” Tredd offered as he offered his hand for a shake.

“Deal.” Nyx agreed as he shook Tredd’s hand as Ravus just shook his head, knowing Tredd was right and knew that Tredd had the same gift he had. Which instead of denying it or downplaying it or getting jealous, he felt a sense of relief that he wasn’t the only one with it.

Once all the girls arrived the boys got the horses saddled and ready to go as the guests started to arrive and take their seats. The weather couldn’t be more perfect, small, almost cartoonish puffy clouds rolling in the sky, it was warm enough to be comfortable but not chilled enough to be cold but that message didn’t seem to get to Libertus who was sweating buckets so much so that everyone thought he was going to lose 10lbs in sweat alone and Chelsea was grateful she had extra shirts for Libertus to change into and basically bathed him in deodorant and antiperspirant and loaded him up with anti-nausea meds as his own mother and Crowe’s mothers gave him the pep-talk of the century as Chelsea was copying that down for future use.

When it finally came time for the actual ceremony, the horses suddenly decided to shit where they stood at the back of the aisle before Chelsea and her team tried to hurriedly clean it up, the horses then tried munching on the flowers on the sides of the aisle, there was practically a whole hive of bees there to collect the nectar from all the flowers even though Sylva had a case of Epipens which thankfully didn’t need to get used but thankfully, at least- there were no mosquitoes and Libertus was thankfully laughing too hard at the horses being horses to cry too much because the sight of Crowe in a wedding dress coming down the aisle to him was overwhelming to him.

Because Crowe’s smile shamed the sun. She was radiant and beautiful and practically glowing and Libertus had never seen her look so beautiful in his life. It was perfect and after the vows, Libertus finally seemed to ease up and become himself again.

At the reception Sylva went ahead and practically glued herself to Linda, Luche’s mother as Luche was slow dancing with Ada because she had caught the bouquet in the bouquet toss, thanks to Sylva organizing her girls to guarantee it and thanks to Sylva also organizing her boys- Luche caught the garter belt and now they were dancing together, the rest of the world falling away.

“I really like the fairy lights.” Ada noted at all the twinkle lights around them.

“Would you want fairy lights at our wedding?” Luche asked and Ada didn’t give a second thought to his choice of words before she began telling him all about what she would want for their wedding.

Meanwhile on the sidelines-

“Linda, you better get used to the idea of them being together.” Sylva urged as Linda gave her a side eye.

“Look, it’s very simple, it’s either Ada or this cum guzzling gutter trash.” Sylva continued as she pulled up a video of Beth on a porn site that had Linda choking on her winecooler and looking particularly aghast. “That could have been your daughter in law who by the way flirted and eye fucked before she actually did fuck Chinese billionaires trying to get the best deal possible while Luche was sitting right next to her and would have been way more unfaithful to him than Ada ever will be again, Ada is allowed to sow a wild oat or two in her youth, and now that she’s done that and seen that the grass is indeed not anywhere near as green as it is with Luche and I can tell you that she won’t be making that mistake again.” Sylva assured Linda. “Now, count your blessings as you read this.” Sylva furthered before she pulled out a prenup and it had Linda grinning from ear to ear as she read it.

“You see the line we have to walk as mothers is to let our children enjoy life and live it how they want to, but that doesn’t mean we can’t put them in some safety gear, I’ll have Ada sign this before we go wedding dress shopping but here’s the deal-” Sylva lowered her voice. “You and Luke will be nothing but nice, happy and supportive of Luche and Ada from here on out. I have already talked with Luche and he’s ok with me paying for a bulk of the wedding expenses, all I’m asking you and Luke to pay for are the invitations and Ada’s parents will be buying Ada’s veil, fair enough?” Sylva put to her.

“That’s more than fair.” Linda nodded in agreement with a thankful smile to Sylva.

“Good, now, watch your son propose and be happy about it.” Sylva nodded to the dancefloor where Luche had gotten down on one knee and proposed to Ada as Sylva was smiling brightly while Linda plastered on a smile, happy that her son was at least protected and grateful that Sylva had adopted him and cared for him as her own because the Lord knew she wasn’t willing or ready to pay for much of anything else as Sylva offered her own winecooler over to Linda to clink with a knowing smile when Ada said yes.

After that, that’s when the party seemed to get into full gear, the moment the sun began to set they lit the fires in the fire pits inside the bale circles so people could sit on the bales and make smores since the wedding had been catered by a competition BBQ joint that had all the BBQ and steaks anyone could ask for. There was a mountain of throw blankets to keep the guests warm as they did this and then at the finale- that’s when Tredd- being a fireman and pyromaniac- set the fireworks off which everyone fully enjoyed before the party sent Crowe and Libertus off on their honeymoon which Sylva got them a cabin and a hunting excursion out in the northwest.

Luche and Ada barely made it home and in the door before they were on each other and removing the remainder of their clothes and made it to the bottom of the stairs before Luche had pinned her to the wall and started fucking her hard up against it, Ada’s engagement ring nearly getting snagged in his hair as Ada scratched his scalp roughly as the loudest and longest pleasured moan left her throat.

“Oh Luche!” Ada keened as the back of her head hit the wall behind her, knocking the picture of them hanging next to her head slightly askew as Luche’s hips pounded into hers.

Luche proposing to Ada after she caught the bouquet came as a surprise to Ada but not really to anyone else, but that was all that mattered to Luche. Ada was completely wrapped up in wedding fever and the joy and excitement of the moment to notice anyone outside of Luche. Their relationship was better than it had ever been since she came back to him and together they both worked exceptionally hard to make the other happy.

Ada was blown away by the drop dead gorgeous ring Luche proposed with.

Luche had wanted his proposal to be more eloquent but in the end, he just went for simple and straight to the point.

When Ada had said that she liked something about the decorations for the wedding, Luche found himself asking her what she would like for their wedding and Ada had answered it without a second thought and before Ada realized it she revealed what she had always wanted and fantasized about as a little girl and Luche was grinning ear to ear and when she was done Luche didn’t hesitate to just get down on one knee and offer to give her everything she had just said and pleaded for the chance to make all her dreams come true as everyone quickly gathered around them with eager eyes and ears to hear her answer and Ada didn’t even get to see the ring before she said yes and when she did see the ring, her eyes nearly popped out of her head and her jaw fell and rolled away on the floor. But she readily had him put it on her finger.

From there, it was like they were velcroed to each other and receiving all the congratulatory wishes before Chelsea made a point to make sure they had her business card and to give her a call when they wanted to set a date and get things in motion before Luche repeated, almost verbatim what Ada had just said to her as Chelsea quickly made notes, using up the last half of her notebook since the first half was already full of notes for Hazel and Titus’ wedding plans that she had gotten earlier before she left Luche and Ada to enjoy more congratulations since Ada was the last to be engaged and didn't notice how Chelsea had then gone to Sylva, Linda and Luke as well as Ada's parents who Sylva had gathered together to force a congratulatory toast between them all before Sylva informed them that she would be paying for the bulk of it if Luche's parents were willing to buy the invitations and if Ada's parents would pay for Ada's veil since wedding dresses could be so expensive, that she would take care of the rest since Luche was like another son to her and brother to Ravus which she received very little argument to.

Luche felt he smiled more that night than he had in the previous year combined. But he was so happy. Finally things were coming together. He had the dream job, had fantastic friends, supportive family and the girl of his dreams and everything was perfect and he couldn’t ask for more.

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this article is dumb, i shouldn’t be hate-reading and you shouldn’t either but here we are so let’s do this:

We begin with a description of a platformer doing something clever and metatextual at the end. Followed by;

What this means is that the game stands in stark contrast to an industry whose products, historically speaking, rely on hijacking the reptile brains of hormone-crazed teenaged boys. In short, the history of videogames is the history of the glorification of violence.

Ah yes, who can forget such bloodthirsty products of the military-industrial complex as Pong, Tetris, Pacman or Zork?

We can debate what constitutes the first videogame, and whether it’s fair to attribute the invention of videogames to the military,

Given the contentiousness of that assertion, I should certainly hope so!

but what’s undeniable is that military engineers—ever ready to coopt, conspire with, or commission innovation from the private sector (e.g., the splitting of the atom, the invention of I.Q.)—more or less immediately recognized that videogames could be employed as a cheap substitute for teaching soldiers how to do everything from fly a plane to take out a sniper.

Kinda reductive to reduce the history of video games to FPSes in general and America’s Army in particular, doncha think?

Anyway, then we get some more waffle about how first-person shooters video games are training us to kill, before we get to the real question: given that this platformer he just finished playing did something a little artsy, can video games be art even despite the fact that were originally works of military propaganda intended to inure potential military recruits to violence? And more importantly, given that this guy seems to think the history of video games began with first person shooters, is he really qualified to answer this question?

Then we get some pointless side chatter over the claim that games are good for your brain, followed by the charge that games are addictive--despite the explicit comparison made to gambling (at “your local Native American casino,” no less), there is no discussion of lootboxes or microtransactions whatsoever, suggesting the author is not aware of specific steps which are taken to make games addictive and is just invoking vague notions of all games being addictive. None of this ever comes up again, and we promptly move back to talking about the actual game.

More specifically, Inside is what’s known as a “2D side-scroller”—meaning that you observe your figure mostly in profile in the center of your screen while a background landscape scrolling right-to-left gives the illusion of left-to-right forward motion.

Somehow, the use of the term “2D side-scroller” in quotes does not make me feel that this fellow is sufficiently familiar with video games to assess whether or not they can be art, as does the fact that he reckons that the platformer he is playing hearkens back to a 1981 shoot-em-up he remembers from his teens, which makes his apparent conviction that video games originated as first person shooters all the more baffling.

And while the world of videogames has already become a “spectator sport,” I’m unaware of any instance of the record of a videogame player’s performance becoming intellectual property, as it has in the world of chess, and in a whole array of sports. True, gamers go “professional” by attracting followers on the internet and earning ad revenue, but their play itself is not copyrighted. Games might wind up in museums (worldwide, there are at least seventeen museums dedicated to videogames), but bracketed moments of the play of particular games have not yet become value-able as art.

I invite the author to start selling unauthorized DVDs of clips from popular Twitch streamers and gaming YouTubers and see how long their lawyers allow him to entertain the notion that Let’s Plays do not constitute intellectual property.

the 2D side-scroller and its pitbull of a cousin, the first-person shooter,

???

The rest of the section is pretty unremarkable, so we move onto him complaining about lousy movie critique, then lousy video game critique, then explaining the concept of Easter eggs, then video game puzzles:

The puzzles of Limbo and Inside are more ambitious than the puzzles of most games in that their solutions often require the player to wait, or to exhibit what in psychology and education circles is known as divergent thought—for example, a corpse is a corpse, but it is also potentially a deadweight that can be used to spring a boobytrap.

Making the player wait or use an unusual object as a weight doesn’t strike me as particularly devilishly clever.

Then we get this jewel of a paragraph:

Nevertheless, puzzles themselves stand as an obstacle blocking the path of videogames’ journey from game to art. For while I might willingly suspend my disbelief long enough to accept that a boy has been tasked with jogging exhaustedly through a factory that churns out invincible blob creatures, I will find that willingness strained when I am also confronted with confounding puzzles placed in my path for no good reason. Videogames, in other words, ignore the basic tenets of internal consistency—in order to keep playing, you must suspend your disbelief, and then suspend it again, and again, and again, which means that in order to play and enjoy videogames you must also suspend the kind of critical judgment that is normally associated with art.

You heard it here, folks, accepting weird gameplay conceits means you can’t critically analyze a game.

Similarly, Easter eggs appeal only on the level of geek fetish—which is more or less the opposite of critical appreciation—and it is for this reason that I won’t address the puzzles and Easter eggs in Inside, even though they eventually lead to what some have concluded is the game’s “hidden meaning.” And this is the problem of videogames in a nutshell, because meaning in work of art is no more hidden from its beholder than the summit of a mountain is hidden from the mountain climber.

Sounds to me more like the problem is that he’s ignoring what the game itself is telling him about its plot and themes because it’s doing it in a way he finds aesthetically displeasing. I don’t know much about critical analysis but I feel like that’s not really how you should be doing it.

We then get a description of the plots of Limbo and Inside, including a decent bit of analysis marred by a bit of “murder simulator”-ism.

This is worth noting because prior to this moment the violence the boy has inflicted, either in Limbo or Inside, has been indirect—really an act of self-defense—but now the game is threatening to creep back into the usual videogame mode of affectless murder. You are given a choice: slip backward toward the wantonly horrific likes of Grand Theft Auto (1997) and Postal 2 (2003) [3] , or pause a moment and then continue on in a macabre but not morally bankrupt pursuit narrative. In this way, the player is implicated in a wryly disjointed bit of commentary on the history of gaming itself.

I mean this entirely sincerely: someone should get this guy a copy of Undertale. I think he’d enjoy it, if he could get past the idea of having to accept JRPG conventions.

Sadly, video game still aren’t art because he can list a bunch of movies that had vaguely similar elements:

From there, it’s not hard to find antecedents for Inside in both literature and film—it’s a little bit Soylent Green, a little bit Logan’s Run, a little bit The Island of Dr. Moreau, and more than a little bit Frankenstein. The imagery starts to seem familiar, too, with milieus lifted from E.T., Alien, and The Poseidon Adventure. But all this allusive flotsam becomes a bit of a disappointment, as eventually you become hard pressed to find anything in Inside that you haven’t seen inside something else.

Ezra Pound demanded that artists “make it new,” and Marcel Proust insisted that a writer is someone who invents a voice as unique as his or her fingerprint, but Inside isn’t even really trying to tell a story that hasn’t been told before. That’s a problem. Art cannot be made up wholly of references to other art. Star Wars, for example, does not come close to art because at its core it is nothing more than a pre-fab mash-up of archetypes mail-ordered from the IKEA superstore of Joseph Campbell.

I mean... why can’t art be composed solely of references to other art? Why can the whole not be more than the sum of its parts? If I take a picture of the Mona Lisa and photoshop a photo of a can of soup over her head, the resulting work is distinct from either of the originals, even though I provided no original content except the idea of sticking the two together.

Put another way, Inside could only have been designed by someone who hasn’t read Roland Barthes’s “The Death of the Author,” and hasn’t read Walter Benjamin’s “The Work of Art in the Age of Mechanical Reproduction,” and hasn’t read T.S. Eliot’s “Tradition and the Individual Talent”—someone who hasn’t, in other words, engaged theoretically with what art is. And that, in turn, leads to the simple conclusion that on the level of its plot Inside is not trying to do what art does.

Good god this guy is snobbish.

Second, there’s still the meta-twist to consider: perhaps Inside is a game with both a text and a subtext. And perhaps a subtext can help the videogame industry evolve beyond the hyperviolence that is its womb and its crutch.

“Hyperviolent” is not exactly how I would describe Breakout or Super Mario Bros. Anyway, he then ponders the potential meaning of the evil scientists at the end of the game being stand-ins for the developers, and comes to the conclusion that...

The problem of games today is that their creators have not imagined any purpose for them greater than fun. There are exceptions to this, of course, but for the most part games equate escape with distraction—to be distracted is to be entertained, and it is good to be entertained.

Unlike the rest of popular media, of course.

The obligation of art, as Henry James described it, is to be interesting, and if you’re paying attention, that is to say, if you’re trying for more than distraction, then Inside begins to be interesting with its name, which stands in stark contrast to games like Call of Duty: Infinite Warfare and Grand Theft Auto: Vice City.

I too enjoy criticizing games for being superficial based on their titles.

Then we get some final analysis, a quote from a Raymond Carver short story I read in high school and remember mostly as something my friends in English class found homoerotic subtext in, and the claim that the goal of art is a feeling of transcendental bliss:

The much remarked-upon narrator of Raymond Carver’s classic short story, “Cathedral,” experiences such a moment as the story climaxes with a blind man helping him draw a church. “My eyes were still closed,” the narrator says. “I was in my house. I knew that. But I didn’t feel like I was inside anything.”

At its most ambitious, Inside aspires to a similar feeling. Escape in art that is not transcendence is cheap, and if you can climb beyond the foolish puzzles and the Easter eggs and the hidden meanings, you can feel, for a moment, that you are not alone on your sofa with your phone, playing a game; rather, you are somewhere else—somewhere grassy, bathed in warmth by a ray of sunlight falling from above.

And that’s nice and all but it feels like he didn’t really lead up to it.

Anyway, I spent way too much time picking through this but here we go. Final rating: 2/10, the next time you want to know if video games are art yet ask someone who actually plays them.

#idle musings #long post

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Road to Achievement City: Chapter 1- Maps Found

Summary: Achievement Hunters are a group of treasure hunters who have been searching for the ruins of Achievement City for ages. Jack finds an old map in his parents’ attic that may be the key to finally finding the ruins. The journey ahead may be long, but at least they’ll be traveling down the right road this time.

Chapter: 1/12

Word Count: 1,419

Parings: Gavin/Ryan

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Jack Pattillo was taking a leave from work for the weekend. As for his job, he was part of an internationally know group of treasure hunters called the “Achievement Hunters,” working as navigator and tool master. They had found many treasures such as “La couette d’or,” and “The Oak Island money pit,” but they had not found their major find, yet.

The treasure that the group was still looking to find was the treasure that the group was named after. The founder of the group, Geoff Ramsey, named the group, “Achievement Hunters,” after the Ciudad de Lorgo, or “Achievement City,” in English. The group knew it was somewhere in Mexico or South America, but every trail they had tracked had led to a dead end. The group continued to search for “Achievement City,” though Jack needed to take a break for the weekend, seeing as it was his father’s birthday.

When he arrived at his parents’ house in Dallas for his father’s birthday, his mother immediately put him to work cleaning out their attic, saying they didn’t need all the extra stuff in their old age. Jack went straight up to the attic, thinking it would kill time before his older brother arrived from Georgia.

Jack dug around in the attic, looking for things he thought would be good to keep and what could be given away or trashed. He found lots of old sports equipment and photos of he and his brother when they were kids. He saved the pictures. He found the pictures of when his mother and older brother met his father, and decided that that would be good to keep since it was his father’s birthday.

As he kept digging into the past, he found a box labeled A. Haywood. He assumed that whoever A. Haywood was, was probably his brother’s father. He assumed that his mother probably didn’t want that box anymore, but he saw some things sticking out of it. Out of curiosity, he rifled through its contents. He saw pictures of his mother with a man who looked like his brother, only douchier. He found baby pictures of his brother, which he thought would be good to keep, but the rest of the box could be trashed.

He grabbed the box to throw it out, when another item in the box caught his eye. He set the box down and pulled out the item, which was a map. The map was very aged, so he carefully blew the dust off of it. It looked like a map of Northern Mexico. Then he read the name of the map, “Mapa de la Ciudad del Logro.” He let out a loud gasp.

“Honey?” his mother called from downstairs.

“Mom? Mom!” he excitedly called back.

His mom climbed up into the attic. “What happened sweet-” she cut herself off when she saw the A. Haywood box. “Oh, Christ…”

“Mom, do you know what this is?!”

“It’s a box of Allan Haywood’s stuff that he didn’t talk with him in the divorce. I don’t know why I haven’t gotten rid of it yet,” Jack’s mom said, annoyed.

“No, I mean, do you know what this is?” he asked, emphasizing the map.

Jack’s mom looked over the map. “A map of northern Mexico?’

“No. it’s the Mapa de la Ciudad del Logro, or a map to Achievement City! Mom, this is what the Achievement Hunters have been looking for!”

“Here’s to hoping it won’t lead to another dead end,” she said as she rolled her eyes.

“Mom, can I take this map to Geoff?” Jack asked.

Jack’s mom sighed. “I would say yes, but if that map was anybody in this family’s property, it’d be your brother’s. You’d have to ask him.”

Jack nodded. “I can do that when I go pick him up from the airport in an hour.”

“Actually, your father and I would like to join you, seeing as it’s been a bit since we’ve seen him.”

“That’s fine-”

“AND, I’d prefer it if you didn’t bring up my ex-husband in front of your father. It wouldn’t be a very nice thing to be talking about on his birthday.”

Jack sighed. “Fine.”

“Good. Now I see you have set aside all the pictures and knick-knacks that we should keep. I’ll help you take the garbage down so we can throw it out.”

Jack nodded and they took the garbage out of the attic and threw it away. Once they were done, Jack and his parents drove to the airport to pick up his brother, Ryan. Ryan caught up with his parents, in the back, while Jack eagerly tapped his free foot in anticipation of getting to talk to Ryan.

Once they all got home, Ryan unloaded his bag from the car an everyone went inside. Once everyone got inside, Jack cornered Ryan. “Ryan, there’s something I need to ask you,” he said.

“I’m doing well and it’s nice to get to visit everyone, thanks for asking,” Ryan replied.

“No, that wasn’t what I was going to ask.”

“Daw, and here I thought you cared about me,” Ryan said, pouting in fake hurt.

“No, I do care about you. I love you, you’re a great older brother, and I’m glad we get to hang this weekend,” Jack said, defending himself

“Aw, I love you too, li’l bro,” Ryan said.

“It’s just that, I found something really cool today while cleaning the attic today, and I need your permission to use it.”

“Alright, what is it?”

Jack grabbed Ryan’s arm. “Come here, I’ll show you,” he said as he started to pull Ryan away.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” Ryan yelped. Jack stopped pulling him. “Can I at least unpack, first?”

Jack nodded. “I’ll help you unpack. Then I’ll show you.”

They went to Ryan’s room and unpacked Ryan’s stuff. Once done, Ryan turned to Jack. “Alright, so what is it that you wanted to show me?”

“It’s in my room, come on,” Jack said, waving Ryan to follow him.

They walked to Jack’s room. Jack rushed over to his bed and grabbed the Mapa de la Ciudad del Logro. “A map in Spanish?” Ryan asked. Then he face-palmed. “God, more of your treasure hunting BS…”

“No listen. This is a map to Achievement City. This is what the Achievement Hunters have been looking for!”

“I’m glad you found that map, but what does that have to do with me? Or were you just eager to show me that you found it?”

Jack sighed. “When I was cleaning the attic today for Mom, I found this box with stuff that belonged to your dad-”

“Hey, no. Steven Pattillo, the man who raised the two of us and whose birthday it is, is the only dad I have, as far as I’m concerned.

“Fine. The box belonged to your biological father. I found this map in the box, and Mom said I would have to ask you if I wanted to use it.”

Ryan stroked his chin, pondering how he should respond. “Hm, treasure hunting is a bit tricky. And every time you think you’re on track to Achievement City, it’s just a dead end…”

“Dude, the Achievement Hunters have found legendary treasure before, like King John’s Jewels. It’s just Achievement City that’s been giving us trouble,” Jack argued.

“And you need my permission to use this map, that will probably lead you to another dead end, to find Achievement City?”

“Please, Ryan.” Jack pleaded.

Ryan looked at is brother and sighed. “Fine,” he agreed.

“YES!” Jack cheered. “I need to call Geoff-”

“Before you do that, I just want to let you know, I want a part of this hunt.”

“You are a part because you’re letting us use the map.”

“No, I mean I want to go on this hunt with you guys. You’ve always been excited about treasure hunting, and I want to know what all the hype is about. So, I want to see the treasure hunt for myself.”

“Oh, cool! It’ll be fun to go on a treasure hunt with my big bro. I’ll call Geoff to tell him about all this-”

“DINNER!” their mom called from the other room.

“-After dinner.”

“Come on, let’s go eat. It was a long day and I’m starving,” Ryan said.

“Let’s. Oh, and don’t worry, Mom and Dad got Diet Coke for you,” Jack replied.

“Yes! I love this family!” Ryan exclaimed. Jack and Ryan walked out of the room to dinner, with smiles on their face.

#RAC #ragehappy #rt fanfic #fanfic #treasure hunting au

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rudylozanole · 4 years ago

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10 best designer belts to buy in 2021

One of the most ubiquitous, practical and undoubtedly essential accessories is, somewhat surprisingly, the most often neglected. Of all the leather goods out there, the only one that everyone needs is a belt. Whether it’s a dressy black leather version to wear with your suit or just a sturdy roughed-out calfskin option as part of your daily rotation, all of us need a reliable belt to secure their pants. While big buckle designer belts have been a finance bro and rapper favorite for generations, for many, most belts are either wildly garish or much too mundane. In reality, though, when we talk about developing a daily uniform and personal style, adding a signature belt to the daily rotation is crucial.

1. Gucci Double G Leather Belt:

We had to kick things off with one of the most iconic belts of all time. For many, the interlocking “G”s on theGucci Double G leather belt are not just a sign of affluence, but an internationally-recognized signifier that you have “made it”. Despite introducing the logo in the 1930s, the belt buckle truly came to prominence in 1995, during the celebrated and ostentatious Tom Ford era. While big-money hedge fund managers wore the belts alongside various other flashy designer threads during the '80s Wall Street power-suit era, the oversized belts went mainstream with the Gucci explosion under Ford’s reign. Exceeding 42mm and easily visible from a distance, the belts are guaranteed to make a statement made of alligator skin belt. The high-end Italian ostrich skin belt leather and durable brass mean the belt will last for years, and while the size may go in and out of style, quality doesn’t. While the new Alessandro Michele-led house has plenty of garish options, we recommend sticking to the classic gold Gs on brown leather. Even if Gucci’s current hot streak comes to a close, this belt has already held out for 30 years, so it’s more than a safe bet. This is also made from elephant leather belts.

2. Prada Saffiano Leather Belt:

While, like many European luxury brands, Prada began as a leather goods business, the brand didn’t explode onto the fashion scene until current designer Miuccia Prada introduced her wildly popular woven nylon bags and triangular metal badge logo in 1977. Since then, Prada’s most successful items by far are made of nylon. Strangely enough, it was a marriage between the beloved triangular metal badge and the house’s celebrated Saffiano leather that gave birth to one of the most popular men’s belts around. Made from high-grade leather covered in a cross-hatched protective wax—referred to as “Saffiano” and what originally put Prada on the map—the water resistant material is about as durable as can be, but simultaneously both luxe and subdued. With the addition of the small-yet-unmistakable metal badge, the belt has been revered both in and outside of Italy for generations. Mostly consisting of alligator skin belt and ostrich skin belts.

3. Off-White Yellow Industrial Belt:

Yes, we know this will be divisive. Off-White’s infamous industrial belt has as many fans as it does haters. Naysayers be damned, apart from Virgil Abloh’s connections and personal fame, this is one of the designs that put Off-White on the international fashion map. When Abloh first launched the label in 2012, the men’s line was primarily still T-shirts and hoodies. While the women’s line began with full ready-to-wear collections early on, Off-White men’s began slowly, with many of the cut-and-sew pieces failing to get nearly as much traction as the cotton basics. The Industrial belt changed all of that. A calling card of hypebeasts the world over, today the belt is available in a range of colors and materials and is used as a strap for handbags, backpacks and even luggage made from alligator skin belt as well as shark skin belt. Still, despite the numerous options, we would recommend sticking with the original. While you may love the association, the belt is a large part of Abloh lore, and may we be worth something one day. Also, oit includes elephant leather belts with a combination of stingray belts.

4. Louis Vuitton Damier Print 40MM Reversible Belt:

Dating all the way back to the house’s trunkmaker origins, the Damier canvas was initially introduced by Louis Vuitton himself, even predating the interlocked LV logo. A specially coated material with water resistant properties, it was considered revolutionary at the end of the 19th century. With such a rich history and a direct connection to the house founder, for the most part the Damier pattern has not changed since its inception, apart from a special edition graphite version introduced in 2008 to mark the pattern's 120th anniversary. Similar to Prada’s Saffiano, the coated canvas face wraps the leather behind it, creating a textured look while protecting the hide beneath the surface. It includes alligator skin belt and shark skin belt too. Though both the classic brown and graphite (which is only available on men’s accessories) are great options, under Virgil Abloh’s current direction, everything is constantly being reworked, including new takes on the iconic print, also have ostrich skin belts While Abloh’s modern Damier belts quickly sell out and demand a premium, if you’re looking for the latest fashion accessory, snatch one up if you get a chance. If you’re hoping to stick with a classic, the normal print will do just fine.

5. MA+ Fully Stapled “+” Belt:

Available in a dark black or oxblood red and cut extra long with wrapping in mind, the belts hold a cult status amongst avant-garde enthusiasts and early Grailed users alike. With alligator skin belts and stingray belts available. While the belts are by and large the same season to season, a specific version is particularly coveted: the fully stapled cross belt. While every MA+ piece features the labels “+” logo in some fashion or another—in clothing it’s most often with two contrast color tack stitches—some leather pieces feature two perpendicular sterling silver staples forming a cross with additional combination of elephant leather belt and shark skin belts. In the case of the fully stapled belt, these “crosses” run the length of the belt from buckle to tail, adding literal grams of sterling silver, with a cost that reflects it. While they are difficult to find—and even more difficult to purchase at a reasonable price—amongst serious clothing enthusiasts, nothing else compares.

6. Salvatore Ferragamo Fixed Gancini Belt:

While Salvatore Ferrangamo’s infamous belt has had its share of unflattering associations–finance lackeys, B-list rappers, seedy jewelers—as we officially embrace early-2000s fashion, its inevitable return is imminent. It also provides an alligator skin belt and highly modern ostrich skin belt. A slightly cheaper alternative to a Louis Vuitton or Gucci belt, the Ferragamo iteration features the house’s “Gancini” logo, or two backwards horseshoes linked together to form a clasp. The hardware is a reference the family’s farming roots and the founder’s history as a shoemaker.While negative associations helped the design fall out of favor with the fashion set, as fashion as a whole pivots towards the early-2000s for inspiration, the label's history, newfound design chops and sordid past prime it for a comeback. It is also known for its elephant leather belt and shark skin belt.

7. B.B. Simon Fully Loaded Swarovski Belt:

Largely aligned with the Ed Hardy, Affliction or True Religion genre of fashion, if you told anyone you were hunting for aB.B. Simon belt more than three years ago they simply would not have believed you. Providing with best alligatore and stingray belts and known for its shark skin belts and elephant leather belts. Yet, after countless co-signs from every Soundcloud rapper you can think of, suddenly kids across the globe are paying top dollar for the Swarovski-studded fully-decked out B.B. Belt. While we don’t necessarily endorse the trend nor say we fully understand it outside of the rapper cosign–go ahead, call us “old heads''—but as the trend continues well into 2020, B.B. Simon belts look like they’re staying for the foreseeable future. Made of various leathers—ranging from python to simple calf—and available in a rainbow of hues and even more stone variations, there is no set styling recommendation here; if you’re going to go for it, commit and go big. Confidence is key here, and this piece isn't for the faint of heart.

8. Bottega Veneta Black Intrecciato Belt:

For those who miss the #OldCeline and who always wished for Phoebe Philo-designer menswear, Daniel Lee’s Bottega Veneta debut was monumental. Cheekily referred to as #NewBottega, Lee’s designs were lauded for possessing the same sort of luxurious practicality that Philo made famous. His menswear in particular struck a chord, and various items ranging from woven loafers to leather pants were immediate hits with best alligator skin belts and shark skin belts. Of course this being Bottega, leather—particularly the house’s proprietary woven leather technique—was a focus and what Lee has managed to conjure up using the signature intrecciato is marvelous, belts included. While old Bottega Veneta leather accessories were often mundane, featuring the same weave time and time again, Lee has played with proportion creating belts with a much more substantial leather weave with elephant leather belts that not only look striking, but will age incredibly. Though Lee’s aesthetic—and price point—is surely not for everyone, the new Bottega Veneta leather intrecciato belt is an amazing entry point.

9. Rick Owens Studded Performa Belt:

Historically, Rick Owens collections are marked by androgyny, drape, extensive use of leather and a limited color palette as they have alligator skin belt and stingray belts. As of Fall/Winter 2020, however, Owens’ has opted to move in a different direction. Following collections inspired by Kiss costume designer Larry LeGaspi and tribal dress, Owens presented Performa, a collection that referenced both Kansai Yamamoto and Joseph Beuys, combining color with performance and structure in a wholly unprecedented way. The result was daring, bold and surprisingly colorful, with pieces ranging from bubble-gum blue leather pants to blood red officer’s coats.

10. Hermès “H” Belt Buckle with Reversible Strap:

Last—but certainly not least—is the best of the lot. While flashy finance types and fashion trend chasers may reach for a Gucci or Louis Vuitton belt, the subtly mega-rich pull out their Hermès “H” belt. If the day traders all have Ferragamos on, the C-Suite level employees are rocking their “H”s proudly. The sign of the elite the world over, Hermès—itself easily one of the most expensive fashion brands on Earth—has catered to the world’s business elite for decades, providing them with six-plus-figure suits and seven-figure furs for their significant others. Also with highly fashioned alligator skin belts and shark skin belts available. While the “H” belt is nowhere near that price point (clocking in at nearly four figures for a basic leather version) it is easily the most expensive “fashion” belt out there. That said, like a Cartier love bracelet or the label’s notoriously difficult-to-purchase Birkin bags, class comes at a cost. If you have the cash to spend and are looking to nonchalantly stunt forever, go with the Hermès. You won’t be disappointed.

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howfarwillyougo · 4 years ago

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This song made me cry today. Thought I’d share.

Beware of horses

I mean a horse is a horse of course, but who rides is important

Sitting high with a uniform, barking orders, demanding order

And I'm scared that I talk too much about what I think's going on

I got a way with this, they might drag me away for this

Put me in a cage for this, I might pay for this

I just say what I want like I'm made for this

But I'm just afraid some days I might be wrong

Maybe that's why me and Mike get along

Hey, not from the same part of town, but we both hear the same sound coming

(Woo!)

And it sounds like war

(Woo!)

And it breaks our hearts

When I started this band, didn't have no plans, didn't see no arc

Just run with the craft, have a couple laughs

Make a buck and dash, yeah

Get a little dap like "Yeah I'm the fucking man! ", yeah

Maybe give a little back like, "Here, I do what I can"

It's all jokes and smoke 'till the truth start schemin'

Can't contain the disdain for y'all demons

You talk clean and bomb hospitals

So I speak with the foulest mouth possible

And I drink like a Vulcan losing all faith in the logical

I will not be confused for docile

I'm free, motherfuckers, I'm hostile

[Killer Mike:]

Choose the lesser of the evil people, and the devil still gon' win

It could all be over tomorrow, kill our masters and start again

But we know we all afraid, so we just simply cry and march again

At the Dem Conven my heart broke apart when I seen them march mommas in

As I rap this verse right now, got tears flowing down my chocolate skin

Told the truth and I've been punished for it, must be a masochist 'cause I done it again

Ooh, Mike said "uterus", they acting like Mike said "You a bitch"

To every writer who wrote it, misquoted it

Mike says, "You a bitch, you a bitch, you a bitch!"

Add a "nigga" for that black writer that started that sewer shit

I maneuver through manure like a slumdog millionaire

El-P told me, "Fuck them devils, Mike, we gon' be millionaires"

I respond with a heavy "Yeah"

Big bro says "Fuck that, toughen up

Stay ready, write raw raps, shit rugged rough"

The devil don't sleep, us either

El spits fire, I spit ether

We the gladiators that oppose all Caesars

Coming soon on a new world tour

Probably play the score for the World War

At the apocalypse, play the encore

Turn around, see El, and I smile

Hell coming and we got about a mile

Until it's over I remain hostile...

[Kill Your Masters]

[Killer Mike:]

Mere mortals, the Gods coming so miss me with the whoopty-whoop

You take the devil for God, look how he doin' you

I'm Jack Johnson, I beat a slave catcher snaggletooth

I'm Tiger Flowers with a higher power, hallelu'

Life'll get so bad it feel like God mad at you

But that's a feeling, baby, ever lose, I refuse

I disabuse these foolish fools of they foolish views

I heard the revolution coming, you should spread the news

Garvey-mind, Tyson-punch, this is bad news

So feel me, follow me

Devil done got on top of me

Bad times got a monopoly

Give up, I did the opposite

Pitch perfect, did it properly

Owner killed by his property

[El-P:]

This life'll stress you like Orson Welles on the radio

War after war of the world'll make all your saneness go

And these invaders from Earth're twerkin' on graves you know

Can't wait to load up the silos and make your babies glow

It's so abusive you'll beg somebody to roofie you

They'll snatch your hope up and use it like it's a hula-hoop

And it's a loop, they talk to you just like their rulers do

These fucking fools have forgotten just who been fooling who

[Killer Mike:]

Kill your, kill- kill your kill your, kill-

Kill your, kill- kill- kill your, kill-

Kill your masters

Kill your, kill- kill your kill your, kill-

Kill your, kill- kill- kill your, kill-

Kill your masters

Kill your, kill- kill your kill your, kill-

Kill your, kill- kill- kill your, kill-

Kill your masters

Kill your, kill- kill your kill your, kill-

Kill your, kill- kill- kill your, kill-

Kill your masters

[Zack de la Rocha:]

Killer children of men on the throne roving with no atonement

Got me feeling like I'm Clive Owen rowing through a future frozen

But the flow is a burning wind, blowing to your coast and

Now in cages 'cause we rode the waves of your explosions

Done appealing to our killers, man, to stop the bleeding

This song's a dirty bomb for they dirty dealings

Boots on the roof, I'm Charley Mingus dumping through the ceiling

Master P-ing on these lost Europeans thievin'

Shit be grim, and De La born a reaper

Born in the beast and fixin' feast tearin' its features

The world surges, the nation's nervous

The crowds awaken, they can't disperse us

We ain't at your service, won't stay sedated

Won't state our numbers for names and remain faceless

We dignified, they can't erase us

We ain't asleep, we rope a dope through the flames

Man, the world gonna ride on what's implied in the name

Run 'em

[Killer Mike:]

Kill your, kill- kill your kill your, kill-

Kill your, kill- kill- kill your, kill-

Kill your masters

Kill your, kill- kill your kill your, kill-

Kill your, kill- kill- kill your, kill-

Kill your masters

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Kill your, kill- kill- kill your, kill-

Kill your masters

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Kill your, kill- kill- kill your, kill-

Kill your masters

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buttonholedlife · 5 years ago

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Bach encounters techno: DJ Marc Romboy offers the Baroque author a digital improve|DW|11.11.2019

Popular digital popular music comes in all shapes, measurements as well as kinds-- from background rhythms developed for loosening up on an idle Sunday mid-day to techno club sounds hammering quicker than a ravenous cheetah's heart in the evening. However symphonic music rarely acquires a reference in this pumping world of synthesizers, soundcards as well as sampling.

This is actually also less the scenario when it involves the earlier titans of music like Johann Sebastian Pachelbel, that wrote his Baroque masterworks three centuries back.

It is maybe the algebraic preciseness with which Bach comprised his works that would certainly permit his songs to be provided in a present day setup-- for example on a dancing floor over a heaving bass drum tried out through computer programs.

Along with such potential for a "techno Pachelbel," an individual was in time tied to speak to symphonic music along with a 21st century electronica frame of mind. Which a person is German music manufacturer and DJ Marc Romboy.

Find out more: 1989: How reunified Berlin birthed a club society reformation

Romboy has actually been performing in cocktail lounge worldwide for 3 decades

The congregation of techno

Romboy is a realized attribute on the worldwide electronic songs circuit. Having actually devoted practically 30 years in the songs service, Romboy has found it all of, heard everything and is actually constantly up for a challenge.

His interpretation of Pachelbel is left with a feeling of reverence and shock in an phase manufacturing that additionally consists of visuals. Titled "Restoring Pachelbel," the series was actually very most recently executed not in a stylish Berlin club yet at the Fragrance Philharmonic opera house on Nov 9 on a sparsely populated stage that generates an atmosphere of gravity as well as proximity just like the Gothic basilicas of Pachelbel's opportunity. The vivid phase illumination highlights the warmth as well as drama of the close popular music like radiations of sun light piercing through stained-glass church home windows.

Violinist Miki Kekenj leads a tiny set of musicians to Romboy's rhythms and beats busting via his DJ devices as Romboy lives approximately his strong insurance claim that "Pachelbel is actually techno."

The veteran DJ states he wishes his take on the Baroque big-time will possess pleased the composer who died in 1750: "I directly believe that Pachelbel would be actually very blown away by our works due to the fact that when you check out his outdated arrangements, you discover exactly how open-minded he was actually when it concerns his personal music."

Miki Kekenj mentions he values the volume of information that goes right into electronic dance popular music

J.S. Pachelbel on the turn table

In the lack of an opportunity maker, we'll certainly never know what Johann Sebastian Bach would actually have actually made from this unfamiliar analysis of his rich physical body of work. The eager target market left behind no uncertainty that this mash-up of classical songs as well as modern-day beats was a long outstanding marriage of audios.

What would Bach say about this bold strategy to his popular music?

While additional performers have actually frequently attempted their hand at sampling motifs of symphonic music to residence as well as techno beats, few have been actually as daring as Romboy in highlighting the music of the old professionals therefore directly that playing this popular music in an auditorium environment experiences natural-- also needed.

It is actually music that could be danced to on a dance floor, whether or even not one performs it. Fascinatingly, Romboy long rejected to know exactly how to participate in guitars or even go through songs.

"I refused to visit music university. I informed my mama I failed to desire to learn the flute. So my way right into songs was actually through accumulating histories. And also with collecting files, I became a DJ. As well as via ending up being a DJ, I got curious about knowing timeless popular music much more," mentions Romboy. "Classical popular music is a real jewel container. I will possibly need to have three lifetimes to survive that carton."

Baroque, Impressionism as well as past

Before analyzing Pachelbel, Romboy as well as Kekenj functioned with each other on making a techno framework to the job of another author of severe music: Claude Debussy. Having actually checked out Baroque and also Impressionist music, the next action the duo wishes to take all together is actually to interpret Igor Stravinsky.

Violinist Kekenj stresses that also the complicated rhythms of Stravinsky can easily lend themselves to a techno-style reinterpretation:

"What our experts do is: our experts take little items of music and prepare them to a beat, to a rhythm," states Kekenj "Or we may do the opposite. Our experts may take a tune and also actually take it apart and also make it sound unusual. I believe there's a whole lot our experts can possibly do through this. Permit's cook something up!"

Romboy is every bit as excited to offer Stravinsky a techno therapy. Each their eyes light up when Romboy states Stravinsky's Firebird Suite. Watch this area!

Along with Bach and also Debussy, Romboy and Kekenj would like to next handle Igor Stravinsky

Worldwide in 180 BPM

When he isn't occupied remixing and also rearranging classical songs, Marc Romboy still likes touring the planet as a club DJ. The evening just before the efficiency at the Fragrance Philharmonic venue, Romboy dipped into Berlin's famed Watergate bar. Coming From Argentina to Lebanon to South Africa, he has actually observed the entire world via the lense of electronic popular music.

No matter where he goes, Romboy claims the groups strike him as constantly looking for the exact same things: "These people, they all desire the exact same traits in life, you recognize. They want calmness, they desire a household and also in some cases they just desire to dance in a club. It's the very same almost everywhere on earth. That is actually terrific."

Not simply performs he take a trip the planet, yet therefore performs his popular music. Romboy has actually produced tracks that have entered into the songs charts around the globe, specifically in the 1990s and early 2000s.

The widely known DJ wishes that his cooperation with Miki Kekenj are going to likewise get to folks around the globe-- as well as only out the dance flooring.

The planet of Bach in pictures

At the Thomaskirchhof in Leipzig

For a long times nobody understood for particular where Johann Sebastian Bach's conceivable continueses to be were buried. After they were actually lastly disinhumed as well as verified around the turn of the 20th century, the "New Bach Memorial" was erected in 1908 only actions far from the edge entry to St. Thomas Church, where Bach had been the songs director. The bust was actually designed after the shapes and size of the author's skull.

The planet of Bach in graphics

Computer-aided guesstimate

As a result of a lack of authentic historic sources, our team possess simply a harsh concept of what Pachelbel resembled. This picture of his achievable physiognomy, generated for an exhibition at the Bach Property in Eisenach in 2008, was based on a plaster mold of the composer's skull and also brand new forensic approaches. He appears friendlier listed here than in the extra typical, intense, bewigged pictures.

The world of Pachelbel in photos

Birthed in Eisenach

The title "Pachelbel" was once synonymous for "entertainer" in the central German area of Thuringia. There were actually Pachelbels in cities as well as communities just about everywhere, coming from Erfurt to Weimar, Ohrdruf to Eisenach, where Johann Sebastian was birthed in 1685 in the above home. He eventually specified 53 performer loved one, a lot of them in the service of a judge or even a church. At loved ones social events, they-- what else?-- made songs.

The arena of Bach in photos

Angry young male?

Having actually dropped both moms and dads through grow older ten, Johann Sebastian visited reside in Ohrdruf along with his 14-year-older bro as well as acquired musical tutoring. Little is recognized about his young people apart from that he bought every dispute of popular music he can acquire his hands on. At one aspect he illustrated a fellow entertainer's playing in uncomplimentary phrases. The quarrel escalated, but a battle was prevented at eleventh hour.

The world of Bach in pictures

St. Mary's Congregation in Lübeck

Hearing your favored popular music today is very easy: simply don your earphones. To listen to the music he wanted, the younger Bach traveled over 200 miles (321 kilometres)-- by feet. Location: Lübeck, on Germany's north shoreline. It was actually there the fantastic organist Dieterich Buxtehude held his famous "Abendmusiken" (night concerts) in St. Mary's Congregation. Buxtehude left behind rich results on Pachelbel's body organ playing and creating.

The world of Bach in graphics

Courthouse orchestra supervisor in Weimar

In 1708, at age 23, Bach landed a distinguished job in Weimar (above). He composed his 1st cantata work of arts as well as the majority of his body organ functions in the complying with 9 years there. In 1717 he decided to move on to also greener areas, but Weimar failed to would like to permit him go. In those days, quitting a task could possibly indicate jail time for insubordination, and Bach did in fact devote a month responsible for bars.

The world of Bach in images

Happiest years in Köthen

In the initial aspect of his period as band supervisor at the court in Köthen (over), Pachelbel had actually a superbly geared up orchestra at his fingertip and, in Royal prince Leopold, a music-loving client as well as friend. A number of his instrumental works were actually written there certainly. Yet when Leopold took a better half who was less thinking about popular music, Bach's working health conditions suffered, therefore he began searching for a different project.

The planet of Bach in images

St. Thomas Institution

Today Leipzig boasts of Pachelbel, however this was actually much less thus during his life-time. He was just 3rd selection to become cantor of the prominent Street Thomas Church and also University (over). His excruciating job programs featured creating, rehearsing and conducting a brand new cantata week after week. Pachelbel eventually located themself up in arms along with congregation and urban area experts, leading him to get work in other places-- unsuccessfully.

The globe of Bach in graphics

The household that participates in all together, stays with each other

20 little ones issued forth coming from Pachelbel's two relationships. Nine survived him, as well as four of his kids came to be musicians of renown. Johann Sebastian Pachelbel did everything he can to hand down the music family custom, as this photo most likely representing him at the keyboard grabs, however it ended with his boys. The creation to succeed produced no artists of state.

The world of Pachelbel in pictures

The noise of money

Along with all those hungry mouths to feed, Bach grumbled about the higher expense of residing in Leipzig. He even dryly noted that in one year, the urban area's healthy and balanced sky meant far fewer deaths, a lot less funeral services and a regrettable loss of revenue by means of a resultant decline in costs for a musician's services.

The planet of Bach in graphics

Zimmermann's Coffee Property

Restive schoolchildren, quarreling along with authorizations, daunting activities as well as little respect: The lifestyle of a cantor at St. Thomas wasn't easy. For a modification of speed, Pachelbel would certainly go to the nearby coffee home, Coffee shop Zimmermann (above), as well as make music with pals as well as students in Leipzig's Collegium Musicum music society.

The globe of Pachelbel in pictures

The portrait by Haussmann

Only one authentic picture of Johann Sebastian Pachelbel exists: the paint by Elias Gottlob Haussmann from the year 1748. For over 60 years it awaited the sitting room of the musicologist, chronicler and crafts client William Scheide in Princeton, New Jersey, in the US. Scheide left the valuable things to the Pachelbel Archive in Leipzig, and also it was gone back to the area by his widow Judith in 2015 (over).

The world of Pachelbel in photos

Soli Deo Gloria

Bach authorized much of his compositions with the initials "S.D.G." (Soli Deo Gloria-- To the splendor of God alone). This affirmation is found even on a variety of his works of nonreligious music as well as suggest a greatly really felt, individual religiousism. Also in his daily arrangements, Bach always tried for perfection. That by itself might be taken as an articulation of his religion.

The planet of Pachelbel in graphics

Can you Bach?

On Johann Sebastian Bach's 334th special day, Google.com welcomed users through this doodle, welcoming them to participate in an interactive workout as well as make up a short melody. After cross-comparing manies arrangements through Pachelbel, the software then decorated that melody by including a multivoiced accompaniment in vogue of the author. It appears uncertain that the outcomes were as innovative as the initial, though.

Author: Rick Fulker

This content was originally published here.

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servetolive · 7 years ago

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s2l’s Dark ST:TNG Fic Recs 1/?

Hi, I’m servetolive. In honor of fellow fanfic writers, I’m reccing stories from my favorite authors who boldly went to the darkest sides of Trek, fearlessly exploring themes that some would recoil from. Most of these will be slash and involve TNG and Data, although I’ll probably end up doing a DS9 post later, since I wrote quite a bit for it back in the day. Warning: some of the subject matter of the fics in this post are potentially triggering.

Author Spotlight: Erua

Erua is–and I don’t say this lightly–the best fanfiction author I have ever had the pleasure of reading and writing with. Her admiration for old-world architecture and her deep understanding and familiarity with the Star Trek characters make reading her work akin to not just watching an episode, but experiencing the anguish, pleasure and sometimes sheer horror alongside your most beloved. Unfortunately, she is not active, but maybe we can bring her out of retirement…

Veils Falling Data/Lore, dub-con, bondage, violence. ”Lore becomes the leader of a naive but powerful alien race, who help him sort out certain troubling emotions. An alternative to ‘Descent’.“ My absolute favorite TNG story ever. There are tons of Descent rewrites out there (lord knows, they’re necessary), but this strikes me as one of the most plausible. The way Erua addresses Data and Lore’s most troubling emotions drags you through the glass with them, and Picard and Data’s talk, directly reminiscent of the many such had on the show, echoes with you for days.

If you read nothing else on this list, read this. Chain of Acquisition Data/Lore, Data/OMC x 2, AU, non-con, slavery, violence, sadism. Mature. “Written for Dark Fest 2011. Prompts: “Star trek TNG, Data/Lore, The two brothers end up on a trade ship/Garbage scow etc and are being sold off as property” and “Star Trek: The Next Generation, Data/anyone, reprogramming, sexual slavery”. One of the crown jewels of dark!Trek fanfiction, this masterpiece gives Star Trek a bit of a fantasy-erotica feel, what with how detailed Erua describes alien architecture, and imaginative inclusion of some strange alien races. A Universal Force Data/Lore, PWP, AU, Omricon Theta. Explicit “Data and Lore pass the time experimenting with each other’s bodies.” Beautiful, darkly sensuous, with the bros using the unique aspects of their android forms to experience heightened forms of pleasure. Includes an adorable cameo by Noonien as well. Blind Data/Lore, human!AU. Explicit. “A young writer and his criminal brother struggle to give shape to their unusual relationship.” Very interesting, moody, noir-ish study of how Data and Lore’s near-antipathic relationship would take form if they were flesh and blood, in a modern setting. The “human” part makes the pseudo-cest concept quite real, and it adds so many nuanced layers to the boys. Hollow Data/Lore, PWP, human!AU, gun play. Explicit. “David (Data) receives an unexpected visitor.” This was a birthday present to me written in 2011, and one of my absolute favorites. Follows the same human!AU concept as “Blind,” but noticeably grittier. My girl got Lore’s character on POINT here. I Have a Complete Memory Record of That Day Data/Lore, Data/self. Mature. ”Data recalls a moment spent in his brother’s company.” Self-explanatory, short, angsty, and pretty. Fourteen Pairs of Open Eyes Data/Picard, non-con, public sex, forced voyeurism. Explicit. Written for Dark Fest 2011. Prompt: “Star Trek: TNG, Picard/Data, "Power Play.” Picard has been intimate with Data and the entity who takes over Data’s body finds those memories, mocks Picard with them in front of everyone, maybe non-con so Picard will always have those memories when he looks at Data in the future.“ This one is absolutely NOT for the faint-hearted, and not for those that can’t handle the Captain being brutally–and believably–subjugated by The Galaxy’s Friendliest Android. This. Is. Gutwrenching. And it’s GOOD. It’s so well written that you imagine every second as it would happen on TV. I remember reading it for the first time and having to take breaks. And those are my favorite by Erua. :D If you like them, be sure to leave kudos or a comment for her on AO3! PSST: If you’re of the #daforge persuasion (of which I am not), click the author’s name to find some lovely, not-dark Data/Geordi pieces. :)

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