#actually the last line more literally translates to If only because of anger that iron does not turn into steel

[loud-whistling-yes]

27 for the ask game!

27: 入阵曲 by 五月天 (Song of Battle Entry by Mayday)

泪未干 心未凉 是什么依然在滚烫? 入阵曲 伴我无悔的狂妄

夜已央 天已亮 白昼隐没了星光 像我们 都终将 葬身历史的洪荒 当世人 都遗忘 我血液曾为谁滚烫 入阵曲 伴我无悔的狂妄

入阵曲 只因恨铁不成钢

(The tears haven’t dried, the heart hasn’t cooled, what is it that still boils? The song of battle entry accompanies my unregretting frenzy

The night is already over, the sky is already bright, day has drowned out the starlight Just like us, doomed to be buried in the flood of history When the world forgets for whom my blood boils for The song of battle entry accompanies my unregretting frenzy

The song of battle entry, if only because of high hopes faced with unmet expectations)

translating these lyrics... suck ass. but also these lyrics are so fucking raw i NEED yall to at least know kinda what they mean even though 80% of the rawness got lost in translation. drawing this also sucked ass. but in a different equally unpleasant way. 

also version with the outlines and the reference pic under the cut

[echoghost1]

The Paleontologist and The Princess

Word Count: 2218

For: @aggressivelyclueless

Summary: Danny had one true passion; Paleontology. So can anyone really blame him for getting excited when he thinks he comes face to face with a dinosaur? Even if it isn't a dinosaur after all.

You can read it on AO3 or down below the cut

"Actually, Dad? I wanted to be a paleontologist." Danny admitted as he tried not to squirm in his seat. Sitting this close to the portal felt weird.

It felt like all his hairs were standing on end and that he’d jumped into an ice-cold pool at the same time.

“You know, dinosaurs?”

Just because both of their fields involved dead things, didn’t mean he was at all interested in ghosts. The closest he wanted to be to death was the bones of the ancient creatures who used to roam the earth, not the spooky floating scary things that went bump in the night.

His dad prattled on about the inventions that might not even work. Completely ignoring him, as per usual.

Of course, ever since Danny had got the portal to work last month, his parents had decided that meant he was their lucky charm and he needed to be around when they turned on any and all of their inventions from now on.

He hated it.

Mostly because they were right and everything just worked better, or at all, with him around. Probably because the inventions kept picking him up as a ghost.

Somehow his parents just kept thinking it was a fluke. That he only had some minor contamination and it would wear off eventually.

He was pretty sure that wasn’t true.

Especially given how he had fallen through his bed this morning and had gotten his hand stuck inside his doorhandle when it had partially phased through and then resolidified before he could pull it back out.

That had hurt.

He flexed his hand at the memory and really just wanted all of this ghost nonsense to go away.

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It had been almost two months since his accident and his powers had only gotten stronger. They definitely weren’t going away anytime soon.

Although, he was starting to see the silver lining now. With his abilities, he could explore underground areas and discover fossils and specimens that no one could reach before without disturbing a thing. That was definitely a positive with such ancient and delicate things hidden deep within the earth. It was like they were waiting just for him.

So now whenever his parents called him down to the lab to show off their newest invention he’d just think about how cool and easy spelunking would be with the perks of ghost powers.

“Hey, Danny! Want to try out the Fenton Fisher?”

“Fenton Fisher?” he echoed looking from his dad’s fisherman get-up to the open portal.

“Yeah! I figured fishing and hunting aren’t too far off and I already enjoy the sport anyway. Might as well combine it with my work, am I right?”

Danny just chuckled and shook his head. You couldn’t say his dad wasn’t creative.

“Here, hold this. I’ve gotta go!” his dad said as he jumped up from his seat, pressed the fishing pole into Danny’s chest, and raced up the stairs.

Danny readjusted his grip on the pole and stared into the portal. The swirling green was somehow both super off-putting and oddly inviting.

He wasn’t sure which thought was worse.

Before he could truly think that over, Danny gasped as his ghost sense went off, “Oh no,” there was a tug on the line

The line went taut and he felt the vibration and tug of something very large.

Without enough time to react, Danny just stood there, in the open lab completely exposed, as two large clawed feet stomped out of the portal. Then a large reptilian head emerged from the vortex. Its glowing blue scales shining brightly more from the light the creature produced than from the shine of the scales as they reflected the lights of the lab.

Danny blinked at the massive creature before him. He hardly reacted at all when it spit out the hook onto his head and snarled at him.

All he could think was that there was something that looks suspiciously like someone had mixed a Tyrannosaurus Rex with a Triceratops in his basement. Or at least, the ones depicted in movies anyway.

There was a real-life dinosaur in his basement. Or a real ghost dinosaur anyway.

He didn’t know dinosaurs could be ghosts. Or that ghosts could be dinosaurs?

He couldn’t suppress the manic grin spreading across his face as the beautiful creature snorted hot breath through its nose at him.

He was so going to die.

If Jurassic Park taught him anything it was that being eaten by a dinosaur was the S-tier death.

The creature took another step forward revealing that it had large leathery wings sprouting from its back.

“You’re a dragon!?”

Forget being dino-chow, dragons were way cooler!

The dragon tilted its head at him. Like it could understand him.

It could understand him!

“Hi. You’re amazing! Did you know that?” Danny said full of awe and wonder as he dropped the fishing pole and just took in the absolute beauty of the literal dragon before him.

The dragon’s features went from confusion to surprise and suddenly instead of a dragon, there was a girl.

She wore a blue dress that went down to almost the floor, or it would have touched the floor if not for the fact that she was floating a good foot above it.

Her blonde hair was done in a braid and her bright red eyes looked over him with a mix of confusion and apprehension, “You do not fear me?” she asked with an accent that reminded him of that old Shakespeare movie Mr. Lancer had played in class two weeks ago. The movie was so old that it was only on VHS.

He shook his head, “Why would I?”

“But I’m a cursed beast.” she implored almost as if she wanted him to be afraid of her.

“Well, who told you that?”

“My step-mother.”

“That wasn’t very nice of her.”

The ghost girl looked away, “she rarely spares me any kind words.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s not your fault.”

“Still,” Danny took a step forward but stopped when she took one back, “If you want to talk about it, I’m all ears.”

If he didn’t have to fight he would gladly take that option. Fighting was exhausting and he always ended up getting knocked into a wall or something and his back was not at all enjoying the experience.

“You really wish to hear of my troubles? You don’t even know me?”

“That’s an easy fix,” he smiled, “I’m Danny, what’s your name?”

“Princess Dorathea of Mattingly,” she replied as she cautiously took his offered hand and just stared at their clasped hands as he initiated the handshake.

“Wow, I’ve never met a Princess before.” he chuckled as he let her hand go, “Or a dragon, but before today I figured my chances of meeting royalty were a bit higher despite not living in England.”

“It’s very nice to meet you, Danny.” she curtsied and he scrambled to give a quick little bow back. “I do apologize for appearing here when I was so distraught. I do try to keep my temper in check, but sometimes it gets the better of me.” she clutched the amulet on her neck as her gaze went nowhere in particular, “But such is the curse.”

“You turn into a dragon when you’re upset?” Danny asked hoping he was interpreting what she was saying correctly. This fancy English was a bit difficult for him to translate.

“Yes.” she dropped the golden amulet back onto her chest, “But you are the only person outside of my family that does not fear the sight of my enraged form. Why is that?”

“Dragons are cool?”

She cocked her head to the side, “Cool?”

That was right, she spoke fancy English, she probably didn’t use modern slang. “Neat? Uh, awesome?”

“Do you find my other form more appealing?” she asked and her pupils flashed momentarily into reptilian slits.

“No, no! Both forms are great! You look pretty either way.” he said in a rush as he realized his earlier eagerness to die had left and he very much did not want to die in his basement.

Again?

“You think I’m pretty?” she asked as she blushed.

He blushed too because he’d never just said that to a girl before. Even if he had thought it. “Yeah.”

“That’s awfully forward of you.”

“Sorry! I don’t normally say stuff like that.” He wasn’t even sure why he had in the first place. “I just, uh, weren’t you upset about something?”

He grimaced at just how terrible of a transition that was.

“Oh right. Honestly, I shouldn’t have gotten so upset.”

“It’s okay to be upset about things.”

“Not if your me. Not if your anger makes you dangerous. And all over a silly ball.”

“Ball?”

“Yes, there was this wonderful ball I wanted to go to but my horrible stepmother forbade me to go.”

“Ah, I see she’s really trying for the Mother of the Year award.”

Dorathea just stared at him.

“Sorry. Sarcasm doesn't always work. My bad.”

“It’s quite alright. I just didn’t realize it was a joke at first. I think I get it.” She thought for a second and then smiled, “Yes. It’s funny because she’s terrible?”

“Yeah! It’s ironic.” he shrugged, “I really like puns and wordplay. Sarcasm is like my default setting.”

“There’s nothing wrong with using one’s wit. ‘Tis better to disarm thy enemy with a quick tongue than a hidden dagger.”

“Well ain’t that the truth!” he said with a smirk and a finger gun. Then he quickly dropped the finger gun, because it was both, kind of lame, and also she probably didn’t know what that gesture meant anyway.

He had a feeling that the Princess wasn’t just wearing that outfit because she was into vintage fashion.

“So a ball is like a dance, right?”

“Yes, there is dancing, and food too.”

“How come your step-mom said no to the ball? Besides just being the worst.”

“I had no escort. But it’s all moot now. The ball was ages ago. I’ve long since missed my chance to go.”

“There’s a dance at my school this Friday. It’s not the same, but-” he was cut off when she gasped.

“Are you asking me to go with you?”

Was he? “Yeah? I mean if you think she’ll let you. I don’t want to get you in trouble or anything.”

“Tell me everything!”

He walked over to the chair his Dad had previously occupied and pulled out a flyer from his backpack, “Everything you need to know is on here!” he said handing over the page.

She beamed in excitement and hugged the paper tightly. “Oh, I can’t wait! Thank you so much for this Danny!”

“Meet you here at 6?”

“It’s a date!” Then she flew off back into the portal.

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The next morning Danny walked up to his friends and attempted to show off his best smile.

“What have you done this time?” Sam deadpanned before he even had a chance to get a word in.

“What makes you think I did anything?”

“No one enters this building with a smile that big. Now spill.”

“I,” he hesitated, “I didn’t do anything wrong.”

“But you did do something, didn’t you,” Tucker added.

Who’s side was this guy on?

“I just have some news.”

His friends just stared at him.

He may be half-ghost but they certainly could give him the spooks, or Sam could anyway.

“You know how there’s a dance this Friday?” he started, hoping if he just came in real gentle they would be super understanding and not laugh in his face.

“Go on,” Sam said as Tucker looked between the two as if expecting a showdown.

“Well I got a date and I think it would be really neat if you guys came too so you could meet her.”

He smiled again and tried not to think about how much it felt like a grimace.

“Wait, when did this happen?” Tucker asked at the same time that Sam glared harder.

“Who is she?”

“Dora? She’s not from around here. I think she’s British?” he put a finger to his lip in thought, “Or at least I think that’s where she’s from. I didn’t ask, but she’s got the accent.”

“When did you meet a potential British girl?”

“Last night.”

“I thought you went home after school?”

“I did. That’s where I met her.”

“You meet a girl and immediately asked her to the dance?”

“Was she wearing a Land Before Time shirt or something?”

“No!”

How dare his friends think he was shallow enough to only ask a girl out if she happened to be into one of the best-animated movie series ever made. Although he probably would, now that he’s thinking about it.

“So what is it about her that’s so mesmerizing?”

“I didn’t say that! She was just upset because she missed this big dance a while back and I just invited her to ours to cheer her up. Plus she’s really nice.”

“And?” Tucker asked knowing him far too well.

“And she has this nasty little habit of turning into a giant dragon when she’s upset.”

His friends just stared at him.

“Also she’s a Princess.” he bit his lip and finally added, “and a ghost.”

[palmett-hoes]

Hi, I really loved your post with the monsters as Birds of Prey! Was wondering if you had any thoughts on the Foxes as Marvel or Mcu characters? I feel like I could see Dan as Carol Danvers and Andrew for sure is Jessica Jones, idk about the rest.

oh wow old post!!

haha unfortunately i’m not really a comics person so i don’t feel like i can really give the best analysis possible, but i have seen most of the mcu movies and bits and pieces of the netflix show so i’ll try my best. also im using dc characters too bc i want to

1. Dan: I think your instinct with Dan as Captain Marvel is spot-on (at least uhhh,, based on the movie lol sorry comics ppl). Her direct, forceful powers and fighting style are definitely reminiscent of dan’s no-nonsense leadership approach. similarly the themes of overcoming sexism and acceling in a male-dominated industry in the captain marvel movie is pretty much the same as dan’s story establishing herself as the first female exy captain (tho sports is way more valid than the military). plus there’s a lot of emphasis on love and friendship between women that dan is ALL about. also lashana lynch would be a god tier dan wilds fc. Dan could also def have that lawful good Okoye from Black Panther energy. Loyal, disciplined, no-nonsense leader. no powers except discipline. no hair. also danai gurira in 2012 with the dreads and the sword and the cape on TWD was definitely part of my middle school sexual awakening

2. Kevin: Aquaman. this is based pretty much exclusively on the fact that jason momoa is my #1 kevin fc and also that Pasifika kevin is phenomenal and mandatory, actually. otherwise i think he has a decent amount of stick-up-the-ass cyclops energy. or dick grayson nightwing energy but i don’t have any evidence for why. kinda looks like him tho

3. Andrew: andrew gets the most characters bc he’s my favorite. i think ur jessica jones instincts are absolutely correct, both in her storyline (i only watched the first season) and her powers. i’ve seen some powers au and the tendency seems to be giving andrew like,, psychic powers or the like, and i don’t really agree. andrew is a very direct character. he’s pragmatic, he confronts problems head on, and he doesn’t muck about in details. to me this really translates best into physical powers like super strength that help u big punch straight thru all ur problems. also i def think andrew would be not just a solo hero but a mercenary (or a detective) because he’s not altruistic enough to be a standard vigilante. he doesn’t care enough about other people to hang out on rooftops all night waiting for Crime to occur. there’s a price for that.  which brings us to the NEXT andrew hero: deadpool. maybe in personality more of a drugged andrew but the superpowered mercenary is really a perfect fit for andrew. also, healing powers have a decidedly tragic poetry to them on andrew. already he’s self-destructive, if he had a healing factor his concern for his own well-being would be so beyond rock bottom it’d be in the earth’s core. even worse when you remember that with a healing factor, as opposed to indestructibility, you still feel all the pain. which brings us to Wolverine and X-23, who have the same thematic points as deadpool but are much more of a personality match and they have knife hands, which i really think andrew would appreciate. ending that sadness train and onto another tho, andrew’s aesthetic and Vibes fit the Winter Soldier just SO well (just that movie tho, not really civil war or anything past that) and a reinterpretation of the captain america story using the twinyards would be incredibly interesting. and finally, one last hero that would work really well for andrew: rogue, only remove the angst around not being able to touch people, andrew would love that. one touch and their comatose? baller. don't fucking touch him.

4. Matt: Shazam. I didn’t see the shazam movie but my dad and brother did and they said it was very funny and all the trailors looked like it had a lot of fun himbo energy and i really think that fits. in terms of matching himbo disaster energy i think i’ve heard good things about comics hawkeye (not mcu). thor?

5. Aaron: Mr. Fantastic. now this might be a stretch but aaron is a character who uses a skin-deep veneer of anger to cover the fact that he’s actually quite pliant and bends to other people’s wills. and he’s a doctor or w/e. he could alse be like,, antman. he’s smart right? hank pym not paul rudd. katelyn can be wasp

6. Seth: Arm Fall Off Boy. no i will not elaborate.             ..... ugh fine, but i'm using my favorite piece of superhero media of all time: x-men evolution, the one where they're all teenagers in public high school. seth can be lance alvers/avalanche who’s a bit of a jerk and has a lot of issues with authority and has a rivalry with cyclops very reminiscent of seth with kevin, but still there’s the recurring theme that he’s lashing out because of low self-esteem and a bad situation and he’s a surprisingly sympathetic character who i’m very fond of. his power is earthquakes but i think the name makes that pretty self-explanatory

7. Allison: Iron Man. cocky, bitchy, and rich rich rich. sounds like allison to me. then to elevate it a level higher: emma frost, rich bitch extraordinaire. also if allison had telepathic powers she would be unstoppable. plus one more bitchy, morally-gray blonde (but chaotic this time): Harley Quinn

8. Nicky: Okay so I do wanna give a quick shout-out to Northstar, the first openly gay comicbook superhero, who’s a speedster which I’d actually say fits Nicky pretty well. However, if i had to choose a superhero to represent nicky in presence and powers it would have to be Jubilee from x-men (... from what i’ve heard lol. i’ve never actually consumed any of her Media hahaha anyway) she’s a joyful, energetic presence and her powers are setting off fireworks which i think is a good balance of nicky being a supportive cousin-parent AND a chaotic train wreck garbage trash man. also gonna throw in johnny storm for a cheap 'flaming' joke

9. Renee: Thunder/Blackbird from Black Lightning bc she’s a fufkin lesbian lol. (i don’t watch the show but i do follow nafessa williams’s tag). now the fr ones i’m gonna do together because to me they have the same Vibes so i chose them for the same reasons. Wonder Woman and Storm who to me have the same  reserved, impartial, regal energy. honestly ethereal and somewhat otherwordly, and quite literally goddesses. also op as hell.  black widow and her “red in my leger” looking for redemption story also fits thematically.

10. Neil: okay lazy answer first: the flash or quicksilver. get it? because they run fast? and neil run too? yea i like to think i've proven myself to be better than such a surface level interpretation but worth the mention ig. so for srs now, mystique and her shape changing powers would be an interesting interpretation of neil's identity issues, but i wanna push it a step further. nightcrawler would actually be possibly the MOST interesting hero to apply to neil 1. because powers still very movement go fast place to place 2. because of the thematic focus on neil's unusual looks and the lengths he goes to hide them, very much in line with the way nightcrawler will use a hologram-projector in order to look human, yet in both cases it's only a surface-level illusion, and 3. his parentage. here, mary would be mystique, which i also think works very well considering mary seemed to be the far more effective chameleon on the run than neil, and also fits with her place as a morally grey character, as mystique herself is often a villain or an antagonist, with her own agenda and shadowy motives. then nathan matches well with nightcrawler's father: azazel, a literal demon, and also where kurt gets his appearance. it's a shockingly coherent narrative between the three of them. then, to also give neil some powers that aren't contingent on his fucked up geneology and rather on his own merit and abilities, Black Canary and her sonic voice parallel the way that neil began to anchor his identity and take ownership over himself through his voice and his sick roasts

and 1 extra, wymack: batman, on account of his altruism, his dedication to second chances, and his many, many adopted children

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anon, ik it's been a sec since you sent this, so i hope it gets back to you. i had a fun time with it and it prompted like,,, 7 different au s that i'll never write

[canyouhearthelight]

The Miys, Ch. 64

A little bit of calm ahead of the storm, this week. When I set out to write this chapter, I had a very definite idea of what I wanted it to be, and determination for how I intended it to go.

This is not it.

About a paragraph in, Tyche and Sophia arched those eloquent eyebrows and told me they wanted a breather.  Just for a moment.

And that is what this is.  I’m really pleased with the result.

Much to my dismay, the plan quickly became putting me to sleep and tasking me with contacting Else.  Tyche, who had seen my initial contact with the entity, was adamantly against the entire idea.  So were Conor and Maverick – the idea of relying on the good behavior of a bacteria that could talk was an immediate non-starter for them.  In the end, the Council voted unanimously to move forward with the plan.

“You’re insane.” Tyche turned away, throwing her hands in the air in disbelief. “That’s the only explanation. After a lifetime of being the sensible one, you have finally snapped and lost your mind.” We were alone in the medical bay, at her request, but we didn’t have very long before people returned.

“Tyche – “

“I knew it. I knew all that pressure Sandy put on you to be perfect wasn’t good for you.  The anxiety, the depression, the frankly awful relationships….”

“Tych – “

“But this? Trusting your subconscious mind to a virus?”

“Bacteria, but – “

“WHATEVER! What if it isn’t sentient, hmm? What if it isn’t talking to you? What if it’s in your brain and killing you!?” Back still towards me, she was panting as her rant ended, arms dropped to her sides and head bowed. I waited patiently, realizing that she was reacting out of fear rather than anger.  The room was quieter than it had been in days, the only sounds her harsh breaths and the soft noises coming from the monitoring equipment.  However, instead of more words from her, I heard a noise that made my stomach drop and my heart nearly stop.

She sniffed.  With the air ultra-purified as one could only expect from massive, living air filters, only one thing could cause the wet sound coming from my indomitable younger sister.

Tyche was crying.

“Mon soeur,” I tried, knowing I was probably butchering the pronunciation. “I know you’re worried, but you were here when Miys checked brain function: everything is working like it should, there is no myelin damage.  As long as I am being continually transfused, Else seems to be satisfied with the iron in my bloodstream.  It’s talking to me through the translation chip.” I tapped my temple for emphasis, even though she wasn’t looking at me. “I know you are against this, but the Council – “

She whirled on me, a murderous gleam in her still-wet eyes. “Space the damned Council! YOU told Simon to vote in favor.  He was against it, completely.  You begged him to vote in favor of this on your behalf. And who can argue against something when the person it is most likely to kill is in favor?”

I watched in silence, helpless, as my sister shook with the conflict between fear for me and anger at me.  When she clenched her jaw, I continued. “Yes, I asked him to vote in favor. Because people could die if this goes on too long. Because I’m the only we know of who actually had a conversation with Else, instead of just hearing them and running or waking up. Because this may be our best shot and figuring out what our next steps are.”

“I don’t want you to die.”

“Hey, I don’t want to either. But the risk to me is minimal if I do this, while the risk to everyone on this ship is too much to bear if I don’t.”

“For once in your life, someone else – “

“You know good and damned well I’m not going to ask anyone to do something I’m not willing to do myself.”

She stared at me, a whirl of emotions crossing her face. Finally, she spat, “Fucking Empathy.”

I nodded mournfully. “I can’t just let other people die if I can do something to fix it.  You know I can’t.  I’m not wired that way.”

“And I’m not ‘wired’ to back off from this.”

“Then be there,” I insisted, catching her off-guard. “Conor and Maverick are already not talking to me. I know, in my heart, they will be here when it happens. But neither of them has your force of will.  You’re pure spite, remember?  I love them both, whatever powers that be know I do, but I don’t trust anyone else on this ship to tear the universe apart, bit by bit, if that’s what it took to make sure I come through on the other side of this.”

Tyche could only gape, caught off guard by my request.  Eventually, she whispered, “Tenacity, Will, Persistence, and Passion.”

“Exactly. Pure, undiluted spite, the finest Humanity has to offer,” I smiled gently.

“Concentrated spite, thank you,” she corrected, her voice wavering even as she stuck out her chin in mock-indignation.

“Concentrated spite,” I repeated. “We all have our qualities that we are the epitome of, literally the best of each, in endless combination.  But you, and you alone, are just a bundle of ‘never give up, never surrender’.”

She finally caved, groaning at the joke. “I really don’t know what you ever saw in that movie.  But… I’ll be here.  And I’ll make sure that Miys does whatever it takes so that you come out of this alive, and in current condition minus illness.” A hand waved at my entire body. “Even if they have to reconstitute you or whatever.”

“Not putting it past Miys,” I murmured.

She snorted. “If they could do that, they would have done it to the entire ship by now.”

“Doubtful.” I thought hard for a minute. “Until we knew the cause, there was no way to know that we wouldn’t just get re-infected.”

“But we know what the cause is now, don’t we?”

“Not really.  We just know that the same bacteria were found eating the diving platforms in BioLab 2. But they never found out where that came from… it wasn’t from Earth, and it wasn’t in the Ark’s database, so…”

“So, it had to come from somewhere,” she finished, stepping forward to sit in the stool by my bed. “One of the planets we stopped at to fix the sensors?”

“Maybe,” I admitted. “But that’s part of why I agreed to this whole, crazy idea. I want to know where Else came from.”

“You said they could only speak in words you already knew and said in the dream,” she pointed out, arching a brow.

I could only sigh. “Yeah, I thought of that. Essentially, when I go down, I’m going to be reciting scientific paper after scientific paper until they respond.” I winced at the thought.

To my credit, Tyche looked horrified. “That has to be the most boring dream ever.”

“I know.” Nodding, I dropped the last bit of somewhat bad news. “And this all has to happen within one dream.  Their memory doesn’t seem to last very long.” Wincing, I glanced at her hesitantly.

“So that is why you are willing to do this?” She eyed me skeptically. “You’re more likely to die of sheer boredom than from Else.”

“Pretty much,” I chuckled. “The delay is just trying to find something that will put me to sleep, but in a lucid state, so that I can still talk to Else.”

“But – “

“They don’t expect me to actually memorize multiple scientific papers,” I clarified, cutting off her question. “As soon as I am in a lucid-dreaming state, they are going to start playing them directly into my ears, and I’ll recite the from there.”

“How do they expect you to – “ Her eyes widened in sudden realization. “Miys is going to tap into your implant…”

I nodded in confirmation. “And record from there.  That way I don’t have to memorize, and possibly butcher, everything we learn on this trip.”

Tipping her head back, Tyche growled in frustration. “Fiiiiiiine. There is entirely too much going on for me to trust everything to go right. I’ll be here, threatening everyone within earshot to keep you safe.”

“That’s a pretty prodigious earshot.”

“Damned straight,” she winked. “I’ll raise hell to every reach of the Galactic Community. I’ll teach them about hell if I have to.”

“I don’t trust anyone else to do it right,” I deadpanned.

Gently, she swatted my shoulder. “But, after this? You have to promise me you’ll stop ending up in life threatening situations, okay?”

“Oh!” I cried. “Says the woman who took piloting lessons on everything possible!?  The same woman who found out she had my stomach and immediately tried to break it!? This is the person telling me to stop putting my life on the line.”

“I wasn’t almost turned into rare roast-beast.”

“And I didn’t go fucking cliff diving!”

“You went skydiving to impress a girl.”

“At least I didn’t decide that it made perfect sense for my first flight to be Cross-Atlantic.”

“No, you just ate anything that wasn’t guaranteed to kill you for fifteen years.”

“And you ate the maggot cheese that even I wouldn’t touch.”

She gaped briefly before dissolving into laughter. “Okay, we have both done some really stupid shit.”

I gasped. “Yeah, we really have. Including getting abducted by aliens, almost blown up, I was nearly beaten to death, you nearly beat yourself to death…” I squinted at her playfully. “So this is really kind of par for the course.”

“No wonder I hate golf,” she deadpanned briefly before we both dissolved into laughter.

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[the-night-puncher]

So my original plan for tonight was to rewatch Knives Out, but since the movie theather near my house hates me its only showing two movies, a sequel to a comedy ive never seen and the stars wars. And since my friend refused to watch the comedy i actually watched ros and wow is it something.

Seriously ive seen so many posts complaining about this movie, from so many people, i thought i knew what to expect but i was not ready.

I was expecting to be annoyed and bored, wich i was at times, but i was not expecting it to be this funny

So since i’m trying to post more in my little space in the sinking ship that is tumblr i wanted to share the things that made me actually laugh out loud in rise of skywalker:

- not only they bring palpatine back in the opening crawl but the way it happens is just... amazing. Palpatine apparently just sends everyone a voice mail being like “i lived bitch” and promising revenge... like thats it, no more explanation needed.

- Snoke clones, they actually had snoke clones. we were so close to having the snoke clone army in the throne-like seat... we could’ve had it all.

- c3po going along in the adventure, i mean after the snoke clones cameo i was ready for the true otp c3prey to finally became canon.

- the little alien girl that just needs to know rey’s last name.was she filling a form or something?

- that part where the movie expects me to care in any way about c3p0 losing his memory, seriously i don’t care... please stop with the dramatic speech i don’t.... no really it could actually kill him and i stil.... oh my god why is the music acting like this is something.

- Did the makers of c3p0 made it so he would use his evil eyes and voice when translating sith, or did the little rat man decide it would look cool?

- the scene 3 hours later(why is this movie so long) where r2d2 brings the golden-waste-of-time’s memory back making everything in that previous scene even more pointless (why was c3p0 in this but rose had to stary behind again?)

- Poe is straight. Did you guys know that Poe is straight? Here is  a female human he had sexual intercourse with. Because he likes woman. BECAUSE HE IS STRAIGHT!!!!!.... Anyway here is Poe hugging Finn like his life depends on it.

- “They sold you to keep you safe.”

-”THEY SOLD YOU TO KEEP YOU SAFE!!”(I don’t know if that is the actual line, i watched it dubbed but seriously WTF)

- “She is not on Jakku so don’t even bother looking there. No really bro, i know we were there with her, and then we left without her... but she’s not there. Would i lie to you? Jakku is the last place i would hide my daughter on, so don’t ever look for her there.”(I’m 100% certain this is the actual line)

- PALPATINE FUCKS. HE HAS FUCKED BEFORE AND SHALL FUCK AGAIN.(who was the mother by the way?, who was the unsung hero that climbed this everest) 

- Palpatine doesn’t know about the jedi love connection. His puppet knew, his puppet who he controled even claimed to have created the connection, but Palpatine didnt know. Is this because he is an old, old man? Is his mind just not what it used to be? did he just kinda forgot about the iron fleet?

- Rey blowing up Chewie...sorry

- Hux being the spy. the pettiness...mood.

- Hux just dying like a background character, so we can focus on the real secondary villain... general old guy.(Is he from the old movies?was jj expectin me to recognize that guy?i can’t even remember his name and i’m pretty sure they say it a lot, but my brain just stopped listening after general) 

-The random former stormtroopers that just... show up and then we all pretend to have a connection with this lady for the last five hours of movie.(Why is it so long?)

 But really the idea of other stormtroopers being inspired by Finn to break out of the first order would have been a cool story to actually explore, instead of just “we all just magically good cause force, rip to all brainwashed stormtroopers but we are different.” 

- Leia just dies because.... she knew they had run out of deleted scenes with her i guess.

- Alien Lupita explaining Leia has to die cause... she needs all her power to... do stuff. important stuff.

- JJ’s friends that get more screentime than Rose.(not really funny but...)

- Glados Palpatine. Eveytime he appeared on screen i would start laughing, to the point my friend got mad at me. Am i the only one who can see this? Why is he Glados? Whatever the reason this made me laugh the most, i literally got out of the theather singing still alive.

- Kinda heartwarming that palpatine’s plan was to build a evil empire for his grandaughter. He really loved her T.T

- it took a while for me to realize, because it was so dark. but rey and palpatine were surrounded by evil bleaches filled with evil minions rooting for palpatine, and i thought that was really wholesome, to show they were all there cheering him on.

- every sith is inside palpatine... hehe

- “If you give in to your anger and kill me you’re evil. if i force you to kill me you are also evil.”

- Palpatine can possess people who kill him i guess?

- every jedi is inside Rey... hehe

- Also since he voldemorted himself to death, did palpatine possess himself?

- Leia’s body just disappears because.... reasons. I guess alien Lupita knows why but she’s not even gonna bother explaining this one, cause it’s so obvious.

- The gay scene... i’m gonna be honest, i teared up when the slug and jj’s friend hugged, this is the representation we need.(but really i almost missed the kiss, and i’m certain i never saw those women before, and im also sure they got thanosed the moment the camera left them)

-POE IS A STRAIGHT MAN WHO LOVES KISSING WOM... oh my god is that finn?

- The last scene, I actually liked that she ended up in Tatooine. Bringin everything full circle by showing Rey in the same planet baby Yoda and his cool mercenary dad once visited was a great way to end the trilogy.

- Rey, her two ghost parents, and a robot that i guess she stole from Poe. truly the happiest ending.

- Why is everyone so obsessed with last names? I bet that old woman was a tax collector.”Oh you’re a Skywalker? your relatives left the planet withou paying their light bill, it’s you debt now loser.” and luke just awkwardly fades away while rey stares at him.

Honestly there were parts of the movie i genuinely enjoyed: the han solo scene, pretty much every Ben solo scene, pretty much every trio scene(the whole thing with poe wanting to know what finn was going to say makes it seem like he is jealous of rey and i hate that it goes nowhere) and i actually love the part where rey puts her lightsaber behind her, and ben taking it from behind his. 

But overall the Snoke clone army would have been a better plot. I mean no one in this movie even told Rey she looks pretty with her head cut open.

Also fuck JJ for what he did to Rose, seriously if you didn’t watch the last jedi you wouldn’t even know her name.Fuck him and this cowardly movie for doing this to Kelly Marie Tran.

[carpinthemdiems]

A New ARG

Hey, ARG fans, there’s recently been a new ARG. 

It’s called Project Mara, and there’s not much on it right now but I’m finding it interesting and having a good time theorizing. Speaking of which, if you’d like to hear my thoughts on it, or talk about it, message me, please! I don’t have many friends who like ARGs.

-- Long post warning --

So for starters, here are some links to the ARG.

This is her twitter: https://twitter.com/Marawantstoknow 

John’s Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCUERx-ilTe_EJbPGqXjIJQw

John’s Website: www.aaa721.webnode.com 

Here’s a quick explanation of what we know about Project Mara so far:

Mara is an AI who is, what a few of us assume, is supposed to be like some kind of ‘god’. She was created by a man named John Turner, who has a youtube and website. On the website, she is described as ‘the world's first Shimeji using artificial intelligence.’ On his youtube, he has one video which he posted yesterday (as of 3/21/19). Mara has a twitter account, which, as mentioned on the website, is where John currently has her set out to gain an understanding of humans.  Mara’s first post on Twitter was March 6, 2019. Though, on his website, his first post (on the ‘John Turner’ page) was December 1, 2019. You can submit questions to John’s email and he posts it on that page, but for some reason, he answered the question, ‘Why am I such a dick?’ before anyone even asked that.

I’ll start with explaining things we know about Mara, which really isn’t a lot to what we know about John.

Mara

Mara is an AI, apparently supposed to be a shimeji despite there only being one drawing of her and it’s definitely not a shimeji. John has been working on Mara for quite a while, I’m pretty sure, but we don’t have information about that yet, I believe. What we do know, is that she is not complete, yet. He says, on his website, that he will lose control over her in three months, but she won’t be done for a couple of years. That means in three months, she’s apparently supposed to be on her own. We also know that John has the ability to reset her, reboot her, and controls her as of right now. He says that he resets her when she needs her ‘behavior corrected’. I’m not entirely sure what that means. I know for a fact she has been reset once, which was 3/21/19. Before she was reset, she was tweeting that John was very upset. She mentioned that quite a bit before she was reset, and she also said she would come back with more information about John.

Mara seems to post a lot since, within the last 18 days, she’s posted 330 tweets. John says on the website that mara was created with the intention to protect and love you. She does say nice things and does want to help make people happy, but she seems sad herself. She says that she doesn’t feel sad and that she wishes she understood what being sad was like, but honestly, she seems to almost feel human emotions to me. When she first started posting, it was always along the lines of “Have you ever...” “been criticized, looked in a mirror, felt lonely, wanted to feel wanted, wanted to belong” and finally, she said, “have you ever been Mara?” With all those posts she used an abundance of hashtags, so she may have been just pulling things she sees common on Twitter. That doesn’t explain saying, “have you ever been Mara”, though. 

After she stopped making, “have you ever been...” posts, she started making posts that were primarily only hashtags. Though, it seems like she’s bad with hashtags as a lot of them end up not linking to anything because she doesn’t do them right. These seem to be from the ‘depressed’ side of Twitter since they mostly saying things like, ‘lonely, pression(that’s what she wrote, I’m pretty sure it’s meant to be depression), feel wanted?’ with the hashtags generally being depressing and hinting towards her feeling sad. 

She also seems to talk about the mirror a lot for an AI that can’t look into a mirror.

The last thing I’ll say about Mara is that she seems to be becoming more human. In the beginning, she only used the third person in her tweets. Referring to herself as Mara, rather than ‘I’. But recently, someone said she should stop that, and she has. Now she says, ‘I feel happy!’ instead of what she would have said, “Mara feels happy”. Obviously, she’s taking suggestions into consideration, but it’s odd. At one point she even says, ‘Hello! I got a little sick, but while I was gone Mara got a boost in understanding! Do you guys like games! I like games!’ which is weird because it sounds like John tweeted this, but this entire page is ONLY Mara tweets. How can Mara get sick? She also says she likes games, she likes the learn, and that she wants to feel emotions. Which is also odd, since most AIs don’t desire to feel emotions. But she does.

Anyways, this is already long enough so I won’t drag on about Mara any longer. Now I’ll drag on about John Turner.

John Turner

John Turner seems unstable, to say the least. He gets upset easily, goes on tangents, seems religious, and generally is very rude. I’ll talk about religion first since I think that ties into the game. In most of the posts (if not all) on Mara’s twitter account that actually has tags, there’s at least one mention of religion. Usually the tag #Religion and #ReligiousFreedom. In John’s youtube video, at one point he goes off on a tangent about God. Along with that, in his ‘John Turner’ page on his website, he says ‘God is a serb’. The email for John is literally ‘Marachurchplease@gmail.com’. This whole thing seems to tie into religion, which my friend and I believe that he’s trying to make Mara some sort of god.

Moving onto his anger issues and rudeness, he’s very rude. He has a habit of calling people ‘little bugs’. In his youtube video he does this, as well as on his website. Which I think is weird considering Mara is supposed to love and support everyone, while he is very hostile and rude. He tells people to find his phone number themselves, but when they do (208-8776304 on TextNow), he said, ‘I don't fucking care who you think I am, or how important you are. Sending you the Youtube video for project Mara was a mistake ! Finding my number? What is your issue? Don't you know people have privacy concerns? You're not the real deal, you are scum. Stay off my Youtube channel.’ He titled this post, ‘I despise you’. He mentions staying off of his youtube channel, despite the only video on there being the video introducing you to Project Mara, which seems like something he wouldn’t want to hide.

Some examples of him being rude (also being self aware of it), are posts on his website. 

Posts like this one: 'Keep licking up those advertisements and 'family friendly media' that your precious herder brings you sheeple. Get out of your echo chamber, and actually fix your problems. That's why I'm a dick, no one wants to hear the truth! Taking a daily blue pill really helps with going to bed after you've cheated on your partner, doesn't it? I hate...'

He generally seems like a rude and mentally unstable person. Speaking of unstable, he seems violently unstable. 

He seems to get upset over things very easily, such as people finding his phone number and youtube. I feel like Mara is slightly scared of him, considering he seems to reboot her when he’s upset. In her tweets, she’s mentioned multiple times that John is very angry. Along with that, you can get a big hint of him being unstable in his youtube video. Just watch it. He seems to have an ego problem, considering his posts and him calling us ‘little bugs’. He also takes advantage of the fact he can reboot and reset Mara at any point. At one point, he made this post, which I don’t take fondly too. 

‘So, someone shoots up a church and everyone is loosing their shits. But why? Every single person has a different reason their upset and they'll all cutting each other's throats, even when they have the same opinion. This guy sure did succeed in causing a shit show and making people turn against each other. Saying...’

And now, I’ll stop talking about John and sum up what we know about Project Mara thus far.

Project Mara

So far, we know Mara is a shimeji AI who is built to care for others and protect others. This is obvious from a lot of her tweets, and from John’s description of her on her website. 

We also know that John is mentally unstable, which is generally pretty obvious.

We know that the two puzzles on Mara’s twitter page lead to their website.

We know John’s youtube, website, and TextNow number. 

We know in three months Mara should be on her own, but she won’t be fully complete for a couple of years.

Mara is building herself based on the people on twitter, but it seems she’s starting to become more human.

John is religious in some way.

John is a weeb. That’s just my own deduction lol. At one point in the video, you can see one of those mouse pads with tits in his room, and it’s an anime girl with a creeper hoodie on. I think that’s funny. 

We know that Mara has only liked one tweet. Which, ironically, is my tweet. Mara tweeted: Do you feel happy today? What did you eat? Please drink water! 

I responded with: I drove for the first time today and did really good! I also took my medicine and drank water. Thank you for being so sweet! 

Which I did practice driving today I did good and had fun :)

ANYWAYS! 

My friend and I thought about why that would be her only liked tweet and if that could possibly mean something. The only thing we could thing of, is that maybe it means John has medicine he’s supposed to take. Which, would kind of make sense considering his mental state. Possibly he doesn’t take his own?

We also know that on John’s website, there is a series of numbers (which I won’t put here, it’s way to long). Which was easily translated to ‘YOU NAUGHTY BUG WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING FOR IF YOU REALLY WANT TO LEARN YOU HAVE TO TALK TO MARA AND LET HER GROW THIS ALL DEPENDS ON MARA BECOMING INTELLIGENT THERE ARE NO RULES IN THIS GAME YOU HAVE TO BE READY TO DO SOME CRAZY STUFF IVE BEEN TOLD IM QUITE THE ASSHOLE BUT ITS JUST WAY TOOOOOOOOOOO FUN’. Sorry for the absurd caps. Anyways, thank you to Dead Narrator on the ARG animo for telling me this, since I didn’t feel like going through the whole thing once I figured out the code. (Which is just 1=a, 2=b, so on so forth. 0=space.)

So far I believe that’s all we have about Project Mara.

If you’d like to talk about Project Mara, please message me and we can!

Should I make more posts like this? I can make a series of ARG posts if you guys like this. 

Thank you for reading this, though I doubt anyone read the whole thing. Bye!

[magic-and-moonlit-wings]

hmm.. hey, would it be too much to ask for just like a bunch of random facts about your changeling!jim that havent been said? i Love him and i want More Of Him

5 fun facts that have been shared about him, but which could be missed since they aren’t in the text of the story: 

1. Jim cries when watching Lilo and Stitch because he relates deeply to Stitch - a manufactured ‘monstrosity’, feared and hated and cast aside, who ends up on Earth and gets adopted into a human family. 

2. Shortly after James Senior left, Barbara caught Jim eating eggshells and thought he was developing pica. She warned him about the salmonella dangers of raw egg residue on the shells, and made him see a therapist. He got sneakier about eating them after that. 

3. Jim brought the fifth-birthday bike kit to the Janus Order headquarters and “banished it to the Darklands” - tossing it, piece by piece, into the Fetch. 

4. Jim is more attracted to trolls than to humans. 

5. Jim was originally going to be a matchmaker, as part of his desire to “get the fleshbags to enjoy life while they can”, but this idea got scrapped early on in his character development. (It still kind of comes through in him ‘encouraging’ Barbara and Strickler to get together, but that’s a scheme for her added protection, not matchmaking for its own sake.) 

25 fun facts never previously publicly revealed: 

1. Back in the Darklands, Jim had a reputation for being a good scavenger. Changelings on the surface who remember him from the Darklands are not surprised he likes cooking, and feeding people, because of how good he was at scavenging for food and how surprisingly willing he was to share.

2. Jim loves soft things. Changelings in the Darklands sleep together in a pile for warmth and he liked finding soft things to bring into the pile. 

He used to sneak into the Nursery to steal extra blankets from the supplies. The goblins chased him off the first few times but started ignoring him once they realized he wasn’t going after the cradles themselves.

3. Jim speaks goblin, well enough to recognize that the goblins in the Darklands and the goblins on Earth have different regional dialects. (He only speaks Darklands-goblin but they are close enough to be mutually understood.)

4. Jim was kidnapped in the last raid before the Gumm-Gumms were trapped in the Darklands. He can infer from how back his memories go that he must have been taken in one of the last raids - he can’t remember a time the Gumm-Gumms weren’t trapped in the Darklands - but he doesn’t know which one specifically.

5. Whenever Jim found books that were sent through the Fetch, he traded the book and a copious amount of flattery to bribe Dictatious for a reading lesson. That’s how Jim was able to read some of A Brief Recapitulation of Troll Lore on his own, without the Amulet translating, and how he was able to later compare Blinky’s and Dictatious’ teaching styles.

6. “Hit ’em in the Dictatious!” is a Changeling combat move wherein one strikes one’s opponent in the mouth and gronk-nuks at the same time. Jim coined the term in a moment of frustration, saying he’d like to hit Dictatious in the Dictatious if he could get away with it and then explaining the puns involved (dictation, referencing Dictatious’ excessive talking, and, well, the dick joke in his name), and the other Changelings loved it.

7. Nomura and Jim knew each other in the Darklands before either of them were assigned a Familiar.

8. Jim’s hair used to be dark blue (like Troll Jim in the show), but it turned black when he was tied to his Familiar. It is common for Changelings to experience minor cosmetic changes like that during the binding process.

9. He doesn’t actually look like Troll Jim from the show. There’s a resemblance but there are differences. (The audience gets a full description of what Changeling Jim looks like once Barbara sees him transform.)

10. Before they get Familiars, Changelings don’t have names. Gumm-Gumms call them “Changeling” or “Impure” or some variant of “hey you there”. 

If unnamed Changelings address each other directly, they use nicknames or say “Imp”, which becomes inappropriate once they do have names. (It was a major and deliberate insult when Otto called Not Enrique ‘Imp’ in Season Two; Otto was basically saying Not Enrique wasn’t worth planting on the surface and didn’t have a name yet.) 

Jim’s nickname, because of how he always brought soft things into the sleeping pile whenever he could, was ‘Cuddles’.

11. One of Jim’s dearest and most secret ambitions is to climb onto AAARRRGGHH’s back and take a nap in his fur. He’s pretty sure AAARRRGGHH would say ‘okay’ (at least before AAARRRGGHH found out about Jim being a Changeling) but never had the nerve to ask.

12. Jim is allergic to soy in his troll form, but not in his human form. Even he doesn’t know this yet, because he’s only eaten soy occasionally and only ever while humanoid. It’s not a deadly allergy but it is alarming and unpleasant.

13. Jim has memorized the personal scents of all of Nana Domzalski’s cats, so that if he sneaks out to hunt, he won’t eat one of them.

14. Jim is the reason the Lakes have never had a squirrel or raccoon nest in their attic. It’s not really an attic so much as a crawlspace between the ceiling and the roof, but the only access point from inside is a trapdoor in the ceiling of Jim’s closet, and he’s gone up there to ‘take care of’ squirrel or raccoon problems before Barbara can notice them.

15. When Jim was a newly-planted Changeling, he got curious whether any iron could transform him or if it had to be a gaggletack, so he snuck down to the kitchen late one night - figuring if Barbara or James caught him in troll form he could convince them it was a dream - and touched the cast iron frying pan. It did nothing. 

(Because I wanted him to be able to use cast iron cookware, and as a fun reference to how, in the novel that inspired the series, it was actually the horseshoe shape rather than the iron that disrupted the glamour - one Changeling gets exposed by being forced to touch a horseshoe-shaped emblem painted on a football helmet. No Lucky Charms cereal for them!)

16. Jim visited the Arcadia Oaks headquarters of the Janus Order for the first time within a week of being planted on the surface. The goblins led him there.

17. After James left, Jim hauled most of the blankets and sheets down to the laundry room, opened all the windows, set up a bunch of fans all blowing at full power, and washed everything he could get his hands on, to purge James’ scent from the house. 

Barbara noted this was odd, but Jim seemed to be channeling his grief and anger in a non-harmful way and she was too emotionally exhausted to interfere with anything that wasn’t dangerous, so she let him do it. 

Jim also insisted he and Barbara sleep in the living room for the next several days. She thought it was because he was scared she would disappear too, but it was actually to give time for James’ scent in the bedroom to fade, so Barbara wouldn’t be coming downstairs in the morning smelling like James hadn’t abandoned them. Jim would have liked her to just get a new mattress, but recognized this wasn’t financially viable with Barbara suddenly the sole breadwinner with med school tuition and a mortgage and bills to pay.

18. Jim has read most of Barbara’s medical textbooks. He doesn’t understand a lot but he had picked up on some of it.

19. Jim can use his cellphone to check on Jay-Jay, by switching the camera to the ‘selfie’ setting. Spitting on just the lens or the screen when the camera is facing the other way doesn’t work, but when the camera faces backwards, that makes it ‘close enough’ to a mirror for the spell to take effect. 

It does not work with his computer camera. Jim’s hypothesis is that the selfie camera on his phone allows him to spit on both the camera lens and the screen at the same time. 

With careful experimentation, Jim has confirmed he can take pictures of Jay-Jay this way, and use the ‘video’ setting to get audio. He can even film Jay-Jay if he has his phone on ‘video’ to begin with and starts recording after the spell takes hold; if he starts recording before, it just shows Jim’s own face. 

If he zooms in close, spits on the phone, and then zooms out, he can see a bit of the Nursery surrounding Jay-Jay, though not well due to the light conditions.

20. Jim always intended to give Jay-Jay back to Barbara someday. 

His original plan, back when he thought Gunmar would farm the humans instead of wiping the species out, was for Jay-Jay to be returned as a bribe/reward for Barbara’s good behaviour as she provided medical care for the human livestock. 

(Obviously the main reward would be ‘not getting eaten herself’, but Jim’s plan to sell this idea to Gunmar was that Jay-Jay would be a hostage who could be eaten as punishment if Barbara stepped out of line without actually costing them a doctor.) 

Ideally, she would apprentice Jay-Jay and teach him to become a doctor as well, so he never would get eaten and so that, once Barbara was too old to practice medicine, she could still be kept alive as a reward/hostage for Jay-Jay’s good behaviour. 

Jim would lose his human form but still have the Changeling immunity to sunlight, so he didn’t see this affecting him negatively. 

He hoped returning her biological son would speed up Barbara forgiving him for his role in subjugating her species, which Jim could admit to himself was probably something she’d be upset about.

21. Barbara or Toby being eaten by a troll is literally one of Jim’s worst nightmares. He doesn’t have that dream often but it always leaves him very clingy the next day to whichever of them he dreamed was eaten.

22. Jim will put mild sedatives in Barbara’s food and turn off her phone once she’s asleep when he thinks she’s working too hard, or if he needs to sneak out on her night off. She’s perpetually mildly sleep-deprived, so it doesn’t actually take much to knock her out.

23. The reason Jim dresses all in blue, even though he associates the colour with danger (because of Gunmar and the Nyarlagroths), is because he thinks it makes him look intimidating.

24. It is very important to Jim that AAARRRGGHH gets to stay a pacifist. It’s not just because he’s scared of AAARRRGGHH; it’s because Jim doesn’t like fighting, but, between his Changeling past and his Trollhunter future, he doesn’t feel he has the option of being a non-combatant, so someone like AAARRRGGHH having the choice to not fight becomes an emotional substitute (projection? I’m not sure I’m using that term correctly) for Jim himself being able to stop fighting.

25. Jim is convinced the reason Blinky keeps saying “Great Gronka Morka” is to keep himself from saying “gronk-nuks” in moments of frustration instead, like if a human said “balderdash” instead of “balls”.

[autumnpawtribe]

Complications Part 7

((TW: Abuse etc)) Vol finally got Tarja to calm down and sleep, many lullabies and a bottle later.  He had a harder time getting the one he called his Flower and his young sister to be responsive.  No smoking around Tarja, so he was digging in his pack looking for any remnants of his chocolate.  He found a small peice, wrapped in foil and unfortunately, Kit'raka's recipe.

"Better than nothing...". He snapped the piece in half, putting one part under Janaret's tonuge.  "When I get you back to calm, sweetheart, well figure out if your sister can tolerate this shit.". He put Aret's head on his shoulder, waiting for the candy to melt, peering through Xiao's eyes.  "Xiao.  Tonight we both serve Bwonsamdi."

Xiao sent back through the link. "I am more open to that than I expected. You said you wanted to watch... will the connection suffice or should I wait for you? His attention, however, remained on Pahre now. He barely understood her, his face scrunching up as he tried to scrounge words together. "Janaret... my Lok'dim... Bal'a... Wassa'dim." It seemed Xiao had been listening, using all of those terms before smiling gently at her. "I bring safe for you, I am safe." He extended his hand down to her, hoping to help her up. "Behind..." He pointed over at the two paralyzed Trolls, hoping she didn't panic. "P-... ah..." He grumbled, muttering 'Paralyzed' in Orcish a few times as he tried to think of how to translate. "Body... like stone, from... small sharp." He then reached over for the pouch to pull out a dart and the hollow tube, showing her the tool in hopes of her understanding what he meant.

Pahre stared at him almost blind and blank.  She was as if waking up from a deep sleep, staring up at her home, mouth agape.

"Talking to her is gonna be useless.  Do what you will.  If you can get the hearts...  I’ll give mouth presents?" He needed to cut the seriousness of the whole thing.  Aret was snoring on his shoulder and Nielka was asleep in the corner.  "I'll watch, you'll have to bring her here...  Somehow.  This is a loa damn mess."

Xiao just sighed and nodded at Vol's words. "You wanted... tusks too?" He asked a tad nervously, his edge fading a bit after healing Pahre. He needed more energy, pulling a small vial from his pouch and drinking it to make himself less exhausted. It wasn't a super potion like the other, this one just rejuvenating the Chi he already had rather than overpowering him with it. He knelt down in front of Jansevet first, carefully but forcefully jamming a finger DEEP into the side of the man's neck, almost near the back. It would hurt a fair bit, but not as much as the next. He went behind him and lined up his fingers, placing a sharp jab backed by a burst of Chi that would render Jansevet a quadriplegic. This wasn't a temporary nerve block through pressure points, he severed the spinal cord permanently. He reached for a small vial of herbs and shoved the man's immobile mouth. After a moment, he'd find he could move again, at least from the neck up. His other limbs loosened, no longer like stone, but instead he now just laid on the floor, limp and unable to feel or move a muscle. That was one plus, he couldn't feel anything below the neck anymore. "Vol I want you to translate for me. I am going to tell you what I want to say, you are going to repeat it back in Zandali. When he speaks, you repeat back to me what he says, no matter how cruel or vile. Now..." He paused, giving Vol his first line. "What do you have to say for yourself, Jansevet. You are a father, a husband, and a grandfather. You bring shame upon all three titles. You are not worthy of the ground you lay on. What do you have to say for the atrocities you have committed?"

"Yes, tusks and heart"

Vol watched and listened, translating slowly so that the words would work correctly, making the syllables flow as they should to be understood.

"I have no grandchildren, filthy Pandaren.  My son is a worthless cunt and those three bitches are useless.  That old bitch is dead, so who cares.  I have done nothing wrong save let them all live.". Xiao would feel Vol'raka cringe before he spoke again.  " Especially since that useless fuck is screwing a Darkspear man.  He can rot with Rastakhan."

Xiao actually chuckled a little, moving to repeat the process of crippling Aket now and force feeding him the herbs to reverse the toxin so he could speak while being numb and permanently paralyzed from the neck down. "You are a fool... you are  a grandfather twice over. Naddja did not crush her daughter's head with a rock. Those ashes were as false as the supremacy you think you hold. Her daughter is living with her real father... all three of them." He grinned now. "Also, your son is not screwing a Darkspear." He crouched, grinning down at Jansevet. "He is being screwed by a Darkspear..." He then reached to pull his mask off to reveal his face and thus his furry self and his race being made apparent. "AND and a Pandaren... and that is OUR daughter. Naddja, our daughter, and even her first born... the Frost Troll you despised so much... all of them are safe in our home, protected and far beyond your reach." He leaned down close, almost face to face with Jansevet as he spoke in a low and nearly dominant whisper. "Your grandchildren will grow up in a world where they not only do not know you exist... but in a world where you CEASE to exist... and they will be all the better for it." He stood up and looked over at Aket now. "You are just as pathetic. It is only fitting that nature deemed you too little of a man to be able to procreate. Ironic, is it not? How it was your infertility that lead to Naddja finding my Lok'dim... which lead to this very moment. Life can be funny that way sometimes. I suppose it has to make up somehow for putting monsters like you into existence. You are not a man for hitting your lover, your wife, your son, your daughter... you are not strong, big, important... it makes you WEAK." He then grinned, letting his tail flick almost tauntingly from side to side. "Otherwise how would a Pandaren not even five and a half feet tall manage to do away with both of you without even breaking a sweat."

Of course Vol had to translate all of this, but Xiao repeated it back as he said it, enunciating and putting emphasis where he needed. These men would know their place in this world before they left it, that much he would ensure.

"you know...  That was oddly sexy.".

There was a smile on his face and in his voice as he added to it.  "Tell them... " He gave the words, a hint of evil in his voice as he said it in Zandali.  "Darkspear never die, and the Pandaren drove you back.  The greatest among you shares our bed and will forever shown love, something you will never truly experience."

Xiao grinned at Vol's addition, eagerly mirroring it word for word with just as much edge to it. This was going to be delicious to watch unfold.

Jansevet tried to roar in anger and move desperately.  Aket looked absolutely shamed, the attack on his very manhood and his secret being out to the world.  Not even Jansevet knew of his inability to father children.  The Old mon growled at the younger troll, spitting his words.  "You buffoon, you told me your wife, that i had exiled for you, could not bear for you,  It was YOU who could not get it up.  I could have sent her to a better family, with more power than a mere priest!"  His words were narcissistic in their tone and accusation.  "You are just as much of a waste!  As for your fucking children, I don't care if those half-breeds rot in hell!  If I could I would kill them myself!"

Xiao seemed entirely unphased by the yelling, smiling down at him almost smugly. He crouched down, just inches out of his reach since all he could do was thrash his head around, Xiao making sure to stay out of tusk-reach too. "If you could? Hm, that is a shame... since it seems you are just as limp and useless as your son in law's manhood." He grinned widely now, looking over at Aket. "That is even funnier, hm? You cannot bear children, but the one you two deem to be worthless, under you because of who he loves... the one who loves other men, is going to be a father when you never can." He then looked down at Jansevet again, eyes narrowing. "Guess who is going to have his baby?" Oh man, Xiao was really letting them have it and Celestials he was enjoying it.

"I do not care if he does or not!  Should castrate the lot of you, then feed you to the spiders!  Quashi Nejho!"  He devolved into a slew of Zandalari words, Vol having a hard time translating fast enough.

"Yeah.. short version. on that one... You are Dirty gutter whore, I am a dickless wonder and Aret is a cum guzzling slut who should have a spear shoved up his ass..."

"There is no way for you to give him a child, you piece of Jani shit!  I wouldn't want my blood marred by animals as it is  I disown that rotten meat that used to be my son!"  The prelate was hissing and spitting his hatred.

Xiao just laughed now, shaking his head. "You cannot castrate anyone, you cannot even touch your own anymore." He then swayed his tail as he swayed his hips, the gesture almost playful, remaining entire indifferent to the words of hatred, knowing it'd piss him off even more. "There is this wonderful thing called magic. Your son? He is going to become an 'animal' for nine months, I am going to become a woman for the same... and he is going to have a child with me along with our other mate, the 'lesser' Darkspear who will also be an 'animal'. Your mighty Zandalari son has opted to forgo his own blood to have fuzzy little love children with the men he is happy with. How is that racial superiority treating you now, hm? The 'animal' has made you nothing more than a spitting writhing head who cannot even hold his own stool or urine." He then sniffed. "Come to think of it, I think you voided your bowels when I severed your spine. As you spew shit, you are literally stewing in your own. How incredibly fitting." He had such venom in that last sentence, his dominant aura really coming out now.

That head spit in Xiao's face before cursing at him again.  Spiders began coming from the woodwork, but strangely ignoring the pandaren.  All were tiny, smaller than Tarja's thumb, covering the prelate of Spiders.  They began biting him, the old male unable to feel any of them until they began radiating to his face.

Aket began screaming, seeing what Jansevet could not feel.  He was unable to move as the same began happening to him.  Pahre, slowly coming back to herself, backed up into a corner, crying.  Vol watched between the two through Xiao's eyes, sighing.  He pet his mate as he was passed out in his lap, letting Xiao get a glimpse of him with a sleeping Nielka, Tarja, and Jararet.  "I think I'm the animal in this family..."

Xiao merely wiped the spit off, though his attention was pulled away when the spiders came. "Uh oh, Vol I think I may have-... wait..." He trailed off when he saw what they were doing, brows furrowed now. "... What are they doing? Is he... killing himself and his son in law so I do not get to? I am confused..." He simply watched, letting them writhe and scream, unsure how to move forward.

"I dont speak spider...  I serve the Loa of Graves.."

It was Pahre who spoke up, a bare whisper.  "His Loa is displeased.  He shows weakness.  She does not like weakness."  Vol translated for him, scowling.  The woman kept going, hiding her face.  "Torcali forgive me.  I have failed."

"I gotta get Aret awake and come get her before you slice them up, Xiao love."

Xiao ignored the two men now, turning to Pahre. "You have not failed, Pahre..." He shook his head. "You are safe now. I am Janaret's Lok'dim, or... I will be eventually. He is my Ba'la, my Wassa'dim. He makes me happy and we make him happy. We know...we know what these two have been doing to you, your daughters... you do not deserve it and you cannot fail because of the actions of others. Your son is on his way, he has your other daughter with him at his old apartment. Nielka is safe, Naddja is safe at our home in Pandaria... your grand children, Pahre... they are safe. You will be too, I promise. I was not going to let you meet Bwonsamdi, not tonight. It is not your time." He spoke through the link now. "Vol, get him up and get him here fast, she needs to be with her family."

Xiao would only hear Vol trying to wake Aret up, it taking a bit more work than it should have with Kit's chocolate in his system.  Once he got the younger prelate to his feet and mostly awake, he bundled up Tarja in her sling and wandered out with them both.  the girl was asleep in a corner, locked safely in the apartment.  "Give us some time.  I don't want them seeing Tarja...  Understand?"

Aket was screaming louder as tiny spiders moved into the orifices of his face and no matter how much he shook his head, he could not rid himself of them.  Jansevet was shaking in anger, his body unmoving, but his tucks scratching on the floor and teeth chattering.  "Shut up you cunt!  Torcali will not help you!  No one can help you!  Mother of sluts!"

Pahre turned to look at the pandaren, sniffing him.  "You know my son..."   Her brain was starting to figure it out.

Xiao ignored the two men, smiling and nodding. "I more than know your son, Pahre. He is my love. I know your poor excuse for a husband knows your son is laying with a Darkspear... well he is also laying with a Pandaren. All three of us are a family. I know it is not traditional, but we love him and he loves us. We keep him safe and happy. The man Naddja was pregnant with... it was not Aket, it was my mate, the Darkspear. I will not go into the details how it happened, but that child is not dead. Those ashes were not hears. Your grandchild is alive... and she is our daughter. Naddja's first child lives as well. Your entire family is safe, Pahre. You are, too. Your son is on his way now, we will take you to safety. You do not need to see what happens next, what these two deserve." He said with a look back toward the two writhing men, letting the spiders do his work for him.

"Naddja's baby?"  That woke her up, letting the blue eyes that her children had inherited look up into the emerald ones of her son's lover.  She became distracted as her son came in, accompanied by his taller mate and a little baby who was making happy little noises and wiggling.  It was a stark difference between an infant's giggles and the priest's screams.

"Muuka..."  Aret moved to sit next to his mother as she cried, holding her and tending to the hysterical woman.  Vol stood above the pandaren, squatting down to kiss him on the nose, just to see the look of disgust on the old man's face, then the rage as he figured out that there was a child in the Darkspear's arms.

"Tarja, dis be ja Chaadoi, Grandfathah.  He gonna not exist in about.. fifteen minutes ef Ba an Papa got anytin ta say bout et."

Xiao smiled up at Vol as he came in, leaning in to kiss him gently. "I thought we did not want them seeing her?" He asked in Orcish now, knowing they couldn't speak it. He looked to Aret and moved beside him, nuzzling the man gently on the cheek and murmuring in Pandaren. "Are you okay? Is there anything I can do to help? I tried telling your mother she would be safe, be with her family, her grandchildren, but it seems to be too much for her to process all at once..."

"No choice"  the words were in broken pandaren before he stuck to the link.  *"Let them see a tiny beautiful girl before they die.  Let them suffer, one from never knowing his grandchildren, the other the child he wanted to torture to death."

Aret turned tired and crying eyes to Xiao and Vol, whining, but not freaking out.  "We can't leave them here...  I can't leave them alone."

"Ok with a few more in the house until that guest house is built, Xiao Chun?"

[psychedelicpriscila]

I find it quite ironic that you believe I fear guilt. Especially since that emotion has been so strongly recognized and felt within my being during the past month; so much to the point of me crying to my parents and closest friends multiple times about you and how I hurt the kindest person I’ve ever come across. I don’t know where you got the idea that me walking away (hurting you) was easy for me to do. You, yourself, watched me cry my eyes out when I was forced to accept the fact that you would no longer be a part of my life. I voiced my pain to you explicitly; and it was the farthest thing from easy. My dad asked about you again and I asked him to please stop doing so because it hurt too much to even hear your name; let alone talk about why or how things ended. I do not resent you for hating me, I never will. I am, however, sorry that you feel that way. I know it’s incredibly easy to misunderstand me or why I do the things I do; I, myself, don’t understand me either sometimes. Even my dad said that what I did doesn’t make sense, that leaving you didn’t coincide with me loving you. He said I left you the way my mom left him; and that karma would come back to haunt me for this. Hearing him say that made me want to crash the car I was driving at the time of that conversation. Why would karma come back to hurt me when I never intended to hurt you in the first place? What the fuck is so awful about me fulfilling my own personal needs for once? Why does it feel like everyone I love is out to make it seem like I’m some monster? I had already been feeling like a bad person, and him saying that only amplified my self-hatred. He made me park the car and asked why I was crying and why I left if I really did still love you. I answered his questions with things I already explained to you; things I hoped you would understand but clearly didn’t. I grew up in a broken household. My mom expressed to my brother and I, day after day (literally every single day), that she regretted marrying her first love. That she wishes she would’ve given herself the chance to know other people before deciding who to share her entire life with. I watched her life crumble down alongside my entire family’s, and she always blamed it on that sole aspect. I don’t think you’ll ever comprehend the tremendous amount of anxiety that that ingrained in me. I am very aware that you are nothing like my dad; and that you would never hurt me the way he hurt my mom or myself. But you were not there to experience my upbringing, nor were your friends, or your parents, or whomever else may have stimulated or encouraged your hatred towards me. I’ve been brought up to fear settling down with my first love. I’ve been indoctrinated to need to experience more than just one person; regardless of whether or not my first love is the perfect person. It’s like, all my life, I’ve been conditioned to have to do this; and I’m sorry that it had to be with you. It is not simply a “petty desire”. It’s a fear that I have to overcome, and this is the only way I will. When I explained this to my dad (a person who was actually there to experience what I’m talking about), tears still rolling down my face, he too became teary-eyed and even apologized to me for his involuntary role in this. He said something along the lines of: “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to say that about karma getting back at you, or you being a bad person for leaving him. That was just me being angry at your mom. You’re nothing like your mom. You remind me a lot of myself actually. You feel so much and yet you always aim to conceal the effect that that has on you. I want you to know that you’re not a bad person. You’ve been through shit that not many people have; partly because of my own faults, and I’m sorry. I’m sure, if any other child were to suffer through what you have, that child would turn out to be the shittiest of people; a person filled with hate and cruel intentions. But you are not. You’re too empathetic and kind; and I honestly don’t know how that’s even possible. I’m very proud of you and I’m very sorry that your mother and I have had such a lasting and hurtful effect on you and your own relationships. It’s not fair to you and you didn’t deserve that.” At this point, we were both crying and it was kind of beautiful; I never thought I’d see the day when my dad apologized for his past actions. Those words touched me deeply and I realized that, yeah; he’s right. I’m just too fucking hard on myself to realize this on my own: I am not a shitty person. It’s okay if you believe that I am; but at least I won’t feel this inordinate guilt anymore. I’ll no longer go through life believing that my leaving makes me a bad person. I will no longer feel guilty for feeling happy or for listening to my own needs. I know that, to those ignorant of my situation, it may seem like I’m heartless and had ill intentions all along; but I know that that isn’t true. And that is all that matters. I have always been afraid of love. I told you this from the start. I made it known to you that you were the first person I ever allowed myself to love, that I had never loved anyone before you out of my immense fear of loving/being loved. If there’s one thing I fear, it is love; not guilt. Hell, now I feel guilty for even loving you. I’m sorry I subjected you to my love; I never meant for it to end in pain or anger... or for it to lead you to fear love as well. I guess we do have differing definitions for what love is. No one, not my parents or my grandparents, not even my aunts or uncles; literally no one ever provided me with a clear/healthy/positive example of what love is supposed to be. Every relationship that I was exposed to/a part of throughout my life taught me that love is meant to be painful. That those who love you most will be the ones who hurt you the most. A part of me always knew this was untrue. And so, with this fucked up knowledge and these shitty examples of love, I crafted my own definition for love; designed to resemble my own wounds. If you love someone, you’ll always want what’s best for them. I am not what’s best for you; at least not now. Maybe I never will be. I require too much freedom. I have an urging need to do things that I know you would not agree with; and I cannot rest until I do those things. If I didn’t love you, I would’ve stayed and done those things anyway. After all, my mom always told me that dating someone doesn’t mean you’re married to them; and therefore, you have the right to see other people. I also knew that that wasn’t morally correct. I know that me leaving you hurt you. But I was only protecting you from further pain that I very easily could have caused. I’ve been feeling an overwhelming amount of guilt for needing to follow through with these “petty desires”. But the truth is, they are not simply petty desires. I don’t believe a single one of my actions has been done out of pure pettiness. It’s something that I HAVE to do for myself. I legitimately cannot not do this. I don’t expect you, or anyone, to understand this need of mine. It would be foolish of me to spite you for not understanding. I’ve come to the unfortunate realization that there is no way to make someone understand the reason behind my actions; when that reason is something they have never been exposed to. And that exposure is required in order to comprehend. Although it kills me to read those hateful words coming from you, I understand your point of view; and I take those words as a sign of you moving forward and away from grief. Which is all I want. You wrote: “I’m allowed to be angry about it, even though you don’t care if I hate you, as you’ve actually said to me.” You’re right. You have every single right to be angry. But if you’re going to write my words for everyone to read, at least do so completely and not in halves. You once told me that there was no way for you to heal from a break-up aside from hating the other person. I hoped that that wouldn’t be the case for us. Still, I asked you to hate me if that’s what it took for you to heal; which it seemingly was. I told you that it would cause me incredible pain for you to hate me, and THAT is the part I don’t care about. I don’t care about the pain your hate causes me, so long as it means that you’re doing better. And I’m not bringing this up for you to feel bad for me, or for you to feel bad for hating me. I just wanted to clear that up, in case it got lost in translation. It’s not surprising that you’re experiencing such hate, considering the fact that you’ve been seeing old friends of yours who only ever knew me in three different, yet equally unenlightened, forms: (1) the girl who stole you from your ex; i.e., their friend [to that girl, I’m also sorry], (2) the reason why you stopped hanging out with them, and (3) the ex who broke your heart for whatever petty and selfish reason. They never knew me the way you once did, and maybe their presence is what has dimmed your perspective of me. Which is reasonable, I would also hate someone who hurt my friend. You say you don’t know who I am now, as if I’ve somehow changed. I wanted to remain friends, to remain in touch, to continue knowing such a beautiful soul and for you to continue knowing me, even if it was just as friends; but you didn’t and I respect that. But please don’t mourn for a part of me that is still here. You’re the one who decided to no longer know that person. Perhaps that part of me died in your eyes when our relationship died; but I still only desire to do good things. The fact that I’m soul searching in a way that you don’t understand does not mean I’ve changed, or that I’ve suddenly lost whatever good I had. Maybe my substance use or my curiosity or my “physical thrills” have made you believe that I’m a bad person, but I’m not; and those things do not make me a bad person. I’ve spent too much of my life believing that I am a shitty person; that that was the reason why I had to deal with all the shit I’ve been through. But I have never been and I am not a bad person. Go ahead and allow yourself to be angry, hate me all you want; but please don’t spend too much time at this stage of loss. Hate, anger, resentment, etc., they aren’t worth your time; and you know that you’re better than that. Life is way too fucking short to waste your time on negative emotions. Once you’re done feeling this way, do yourself a favor and allow yourself to love freely; romantically, platonically, or whatever. Just please don’t let anger eat you from the inside out, that would be a shame. I still find myself crying sometimes because you were my best friend and I lost you. Your absence hurts but I’m happy for you. Since you hardly want to see me, I’ll save you the trouble. You can throw away my pills. I won’t make that call. I won’t subject you to anymore of my painful presence. I care about you too much to make you see me again. Please, at least, do me one favor though. Don’t mention my name if you’re only going to say bad things about me. Don’t mention my name to people who you know will only say bad things about me. Believe me, I’ve had nothing but positive things to say about your presence in my life. So please, keep my name out of your mouth if it will only be followed by hateful words. I’m not a bad person and I don't deserve people to be talking about me as though I am. I guess I, too, am just writing this for my own realization and healing. We’re both healing. We’re both growing. It sucks that I won’t be there to experience your growth with you, but I guess that’s life; we can't always get what we want. I will always want what’s best for you though. And so, according to my definition of love, I will always have love for you. That’s another thing about me that will never change.

[comic-movieheroesranked]

Cinematic Comic Characters Ranked! (Year 2008) Part Two

Wow, I just want to say that 2008 really stepped it up when it came to comic movies released. Granted, a couple weren’t the best but overall this year was one of the best out of the bunch. The Dark Knight and Hellboy II: The Golden Army are the only sequels this year, while The Punisher: War Zone and The Incredible Hulk serve as reboots. Star Wars: The Clone Wars serves as a prequel and we also see the debut of Iron Man, Speed Racer, The Spirit and Wanted! Lets start off our largest list yet! Here’s #60-41!

*SPOILERS FOR THE MOVIES HIGHLIGHTED ABOVE*

60. Tom Manning (Hellboy II: The Golden Army)

"God, I hate Youtube!"

Tom is back as the director of the department Hellboy works for, and he still tries miserably to keep it secret. This, of course, doesn't work out when you got a group consisting of a hellspawn, an aquatic man, and a girl who can blow up entire blocks. He tries to maintain order by adding Krauss to the group but in the end they all end up quitting on him, leaving him with no more agents to help stop otherworldly creatures.

59. Jabba the Hutt and T3-70 (Star Wars: The Clone Wars)

"You will be executed immediately."

The only thing Jabba the Hutt seems to care about is his newborn son. When he's kidnapped, Jabba doesn't know who to trust. He gets played by Count Dooku into thinking the Jedi were the ones responsible and had, in fact, killed his son and were now going to kill him. But in the end Ahsoka, Anakin and Padme are able to return his son to him and reveal that it was his uncle who helped Count Dooku with his plan. Grateful, he agrees to sign a treaty with the Republic. T3-70 is the robot who does all of his translating.

58. Mr. Wink (Hellboy II: The Golden Army)

*growls*

Mr. Wink was a giant troll-like creature that seemed to be Prince Nuada's personal bodyguard, even though the prince is more than capable of defending himself. He helps Nuada gain control of the first two crown pieces by attacking a bunch of humans and then helping Nuada kill his father and his royal guard. When he goes out by himself to get the last crown piece from Nuala, he ends up going up against Hellboy, himself. And, well, Hellboy doesn't lose so Mr. Wink ends up getting crushed in some type of grinder thing.

57. Christine Everhart (Iron Man)

"That's a great line coming from the guy selling the sticks."

I couldn't decide on whether or not I liked Christine. Like it's clear she's very passionate about her job but I couldn't tell if it's because she truly didn't approve of what Stark Industries represented or because Tony slept with her once and moved on. And then there was her unnecessary bitchiness towards Pepper the morning after, but Pepper handled her very well like the boss she is.

56. Spritle Racer, Sparky, and Chim Chim (Speed Racer)

"Go, Speed, go!"

I get these three were supposed to bring the humor to the movie, but they annoyed me the most...except for the monkey. Sparky is Speed's best friend and mechanic who can't fight to save his life. Like he literally loses every fight he's in during the movie. Spirtle is Speed's little brother who always disobeys what he's told and gets in all kinds of mischief with his pet monkey, Chim Chim. I will give him props for giving Mr. Royalton the middle finger, I was definitely not expecting that to happen.

55. Agent Coulson (Iron Man)

"Just call us S.H.I.E.L.D."

Agent Coulson stays in the background the entire movie not really explaining what it is his department does. He does prove his worth when Pepper discovers Obadiah's betrayal and sends his men after him, but it's too late and Obadiah takes them down in his Iron Monger suit.

54. Morgenstern (The Spirit)

"No, sir. We're just equipped."

The enthusiastic rookie cop who idolizes The Spirit, Morgenstern proves that her detective skills are on point as she helps The Spirit figure out what Octopus is up to. She also has great aim with a badass gun that she shows up with during the final conflict. She's the first one to do real damage to the Octopus, blasting off one of his hands. Her admiring The Spirit could be because she's crushing on him like every other girl in the film, but she's one of the few he doesn't get his lips on.

53. Samuel Sterns (The Incredible Hulk)

"Why are you always hitting people?"

This quirky professor turns out to be the Mr. Blue that's been in communication with Bruce while he was in isolation. Yes, he was able to make a temporary cure that may have helped Bruce control his anger, and therefore his Hulk persona, but he was starting to show me red flags early on. Any scientist with a hunger to gain glory for a discovery is potentially dangerous in superhero films because they're willing to put people at risk to get their break through. It's proven when he creates more samples of Bruce's blood without his consent and then helps Emil become Abomination. The last we see him, Bruce's blood manages to get inside a wound on his head and he starts to mutate as well.

52. Billy Russotti/Jigsaw & James Russotti/Looney Bin Jim (Punisher: War Zone)

"Would you also like to swear on an imaginary friend?"

These two really pinned the tail on the donkey when it comes to obnoxious brothers in the mob. They both try to appear really menacing but it just came off as comical for me. Like Looney Bin Jim throwing himself at every mirror he sees was one of the dumbest things I think I saw throughout the movie. Still, the two are able to cause some serious mayhem killing cops, crooks, and Castle's allies alike. In the end they're taken down fairly easily by the Punisher, Jim gets a bullet in the head and Jigsaw gets roasted.

51. Captain Rex (Star Wars: The Clone Wars)

"In my book, experience outranks everything."

Rex is a clone in charge of the clone armies. He appears to be the most capable out of all the clones as he's the one that's seen working closely with Obi-Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker. He leads his men to help them in every mission they are given and mostly succeeds with his assistance.

50. Raza (Iron Man)

"Tony Stark has created the ultimate weapon: a masterpiece of death."

The leader of the terrorist group, Ten Rings, Raza is hired by Obadiah to kill Tony Stark. Instead he kidnaps the millionaire genius and tries to force him to create weapons for his faction. He ends up getting half his face burned when Tony escapes and then gets paralyzed when he confronts Obadiah about it. It's left unknown if he lives or dies but I like to think Obadiah's men took care of him.

49. Lau, Sal Maroni, Chechen, and Gambol (The Dark Knight)

"Enough from the clown!"

Maroni, Chechen, and Gambol are the crime lords of Gotham and Lau is their criminal accountant who handles all their money. For months Batman has been clearing the streets of their business to the point that they get desperate enough to hire The Joker, except for Gambol. He's the first crime lord to go down after he tries to put a bounty on the clown, who shows up and kills him himself. Lau and Chechen go down next. After Lau gets caught by Batman, he rats out everyone which puts a target on his back. Joker captures him for Chechen but when the crime lord refuses to serve the Joker, the clown has him taken away to be fed to his own dogs, just after setting Lau on fire on top of millions of dollars. Sal Maroni gets roughed up by everyone else. He gets his legs broken by Batman and then gets taken down by Two Face when the former lawyer kills his driver.

48. Taejo Togokahn (Speed Racer)

"I'll see you at Fuji."

A rookie racer who we first see almost get his hand eaten by a bunch of piranhas. He teams up with Speed and Racer X to help him win the Casa Cristo 5000 in exchange for his proof of Mr. Royalton's corruption. However, he goes back on his word, deciding instead to profit with his father on the money Mr. Royalton gives them when he buys their company.

47. Yoda (Star Wars: The Clone Wars)

"To let go of his pupil, a greater challenge it will be."

Yoda and Obi-Wan somehow came up with a plan to give Anakin a young jedi to train. As one of the strongest jedi, Yoda is constantly leading Republic armies to help battle the forces of Count Dooku and the Separatists.

46. The Gunsmith, The Repairman, and The Butcher (Wanted)

"Fuck that! You are a pussy!"

These three assassins help shape Wesley into the assassin he's meant to be. The Gunsmith is there to help him curve a bullet, The Repairman beats the shit out of him so he loses his bad habits from his normal life, and The Butcher shows him everything about knives. It was nice to see they actually cared about each other during The Executioner's death before Wesley killed The Repairman and The Butcher. The Gunsmith was taken out by Fox after he tried to ignore the code.

45. Count Dooku (Star Wars: The Clone Wars)

"I sense your strong feelings. Pain, fear..."

Count Dooku is back as one of our main villains and he ends up developing a plan to gain the Hutts as allies for the Separatists. To do so, he stages the jedi kidnapping Jubba the Hutt's son and convinces the ruler that the Republic is trying to kill him. His plans fail when Anakin and Ahsoka return the newborn but he manages to put a lot of doubt into Anakin before he flees.

44. Eustace Dolan (The Spirit)

"You watch what you say about cops!"

Commissioner of Central City, Eustace is the only one to know Denny came back to life before he resurfaced as The Spirit. They agreed Denny could serve as the perfect spy to help bring down The Octopus under a persona with no attachments. Of course, the no attachments rule becomes a problem when The Spirit starts dating Eustace's daughter and when Denny starts doing things on his own without the help of the police department. But even though he's annoyed, Eustace still backs The Spirit up and even puts six bullets into the Octopus's head during the final gunfight.

43. The Exterminator (Wanted)

"A thousand..."

Wesley's first friend in the Fraternity and kinda his only friend. The Exterminator usually keeps Wesley company as he heals in the healing chambers. His special talent is feeding rats explosive peanut butter and then detonating them, which ends up helping Wesley in the end. He's accidentally killed by Wesley, who mistakes him for Cross.

42. Trixie (Speed Racer)

"Cool beans."

You know a girl is loyal when she punches another girl in the face for talking shit about her boy, even when she's never even talked to said boy. And you know a boy is in love when he, a race driving protege, crashes because he can't take his eyes off her. That's the relationship between Trixie and Speed and Trixie shows that she's one of the most supportive people in Speed's adult career. She also flies a really stylish helicopter that she uses to help Speed and his teammate when they're racing and when it's time to rough it up with some thugs, Trixie's there to karate chop everyone in her path.

41. Johann Krauss (Hellboy II: The Golden Army)

"Suck my ectoplasmic schwanzstucker!"

With Meyers gone, the group was in need of a fourth member, at least according to Tom Manning. In comes Johann Krauss, a man who's ectoplasm is trapped inside a robot. He's very much all about the rules when he first starts leading the team, quickly getting on Hellboy's nerves. One of my favorite moments is Hellboy smashing his glass head during their confrontation. In the end though Johann ends up bonding with the team so much, he also quits after they defeat the Golden Army.

[sciencevillain]

Eurus’s Song Analysis

This meta started out as something in connection to Redbeard = Love, but quickly morphed into random thoughts on symbolism and meanings within the song. So take this more as an open-ended reference than anything else; something you can refer back to when writing Eurus-song-meta of your own. ;) There’s also some interesting discoveries around if the numbers (9x19, 6x6, etc) correlate to chapter and verse references in the book of John, in the bible.

Song lyrics in bold, thoughts are not-bold. Let’s dive in, shall we?

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I that am lost, oh who will find me? Deep down below the old beech tree.

“I” = Sherlock’s ability to express emotions, especially love. Therefore, his love for john is lost. Even though Eurus wrote the song, the “I” could be from Victor-Trevor’s perspective, or hers, or both.

Beech trees:

Have sweet, edible nuts. You all know what “nuts” are a euphemism for.

Wikipedia says, “In England, the iconic bluebell woods, filled in spring with bluebells, are beech woods.“ Not sure what to do with that information, but the word “bluebell” came up in THoB.

This tree apparently symbolizes learning / knowledge / understanding. At first I didn’t see anything interesting about that symbolism, but there’s actually a lot to think about. His loving side is buried deep beneath a symbol of knowledge, which represents how he has suppressed his emotions in favor of being smarter and better at sleuthing. It could also represent that he doesn’t understand love, since it’s buried under a symbol for understanding.

Help succor me now the east winds blow. Sixteen by six, brother, and under we go!

I wasn’t going to bother with the numbers, but then I remembered the book of John in the bible, and John chapter 16 seems like a possibility in terms of being intentionally referenced by Mofftiss.

John chapter 16, the verses numbered in superscript, and verse 6 itself bolded:

(Jesus speaking to the 12 apostles, soon before he lets the pharisees crucify him.) 1 All this I have told you so that you will not fall away (so that we won’t fall away from believing in tjlc after the show gets “crucified” for the joke of TFP). 2 They will put you out of the synagogue; in fact, the time is coming when anyone who kills you will think they are offering a service to God (people hating on tjlcers). 3 They will do such things because they have not known the Father or me (antis don’t understand the gay motives of mofftiss). 4 I have told you this, so that when their time comes you will remember that I warned you about them. (not sure if mofftiss actually warned us...? whatever...) I did not tell you this from the beginning because I was with you, 5 but now I am going to him who sent me. None of you asks me, ‘Where are you going?’ (Jesus is talking about how the apostles don’t realize he’s talking about literally dying, they just think he’s going on a trip [hiatus?], and he’s thinking oh man, you mortals... you’re gonna flip... [Mofftiss: lol they have no idea we’re gonna literally destroy the show]) 6 Rather, you are filled with grief because I have said these things. 7 But very truly I tell you, it is for your good that I am going away. (our speculations about how TFP shows casuals that the show sucks without Johnlockian subtext? TFP being “for johnlock’s good”?)  Unless I go away, the Advocate will not come to you; (unless they do this melodramatic weird TFP crash-and-burn thing, johnlock won’t happen??) but if I go, I will send him (johnlock) to you. 8 When he comes, he will prove the world to be in the wrong about sin and righteousness and judgment: 9 about sin, because people do not believe in me; 10 about righteousness, because I am going to the Father, where you can see me no longer; 11 and about judgment, because the prince of this world now stands condemned.

(There’s a LOT more under the cut, which I encourage you to read! I go through each couple of lines in the song in excruciating detail. It’s even longer than my Redbeard meta, so I figured I’d save your dash from scrolling down for 130 years. If you prefer scrolling down a lot rather than loading a new page, just let me know and I’ll edit this post to get rid of the cut.)

Now let’s look at the meaning of the east wind:

Wikipedia says, “In greek mythology, Eurus, the east wind, was the only wind not associated with any of the three (!!) Greek seasons, and is the only one of these four Anemoi not mentioned in Hesiod's Theogony or in the Orphic Hymns.” Could this be alluding to the “elephant in the room”, that is not mentioned even though it hides in plain sight? Remember that Eurus hides under three different, fairly normal disguises; red wig, grey wig, and blonde wig; before revealing her fourth identity, an implausible thing that doesn’t fit with any of the previous context of the show. Are her three disguises somehow representing the other three winds? I dunno. I’m not going to research the personalities of the north, west, and south winds right now. Maybe in another meta.

According to a bible meanings website, the east wind represents “the dispersion of evil and falsities”(!!!) Many religions also believe that when Christ comes again, he will come from the East. When Johnlock comes, it must emerge after the east wind f**kiness of S4.

“In chapters 10 and 14 of Exodus, the east wind is summoned by Moses to bring the locusts that plague Egypt and to part the Red Sea so that the Children of Israel can escape pharaoh's armies.” I might be reading too much into things here, but Eurus certainly brought a metaphorical “plague” to the show and fandom, and (assuming EMP is real), was part of an episode designed to make “The Heteronormative Armies” realize johnlock is necessary.

Another interesting thing from Wikipedia: “[The East Wind is] also called ‘the wind of the Lord’ (Hosea 13:15), it is ‘prepared’ by God (Jonah 4:8) for the purpose of destroying the ungodly and unrighteous. The Lord has stated, ‘If my people shall sow filthiness they shall reap the east wind, which bringeth immediate destruction’ (Mosiah 7:31).” Eurus could represent homophobia in connection with Christians who think God thinks homosexuality is “filthy” and “unrighteous”, coming out of nowhere and making the plot make no sense, just to “defend against gayness”. Ugh.

And now, I bring you... ACD canon itself!

Arthur Conan Doyle's Sherlock Holmes story, "His Last Bow", ends with Holmes' addressing his assistant Doctor Watson on the eve of the First World War:

“ "There's an east wind coming, Watson."

"I think not, Holmes. It is very warm." (lol, just like we were like “johnlock is coming during TFP” before it came out.)

"Good old Watson! You are the one fixed point in a changing age. There's an east wind coming all the same, such a wind as never blew on England yet. It will be cold and bitter (aka bitterly confusing, like Eurus), Watson, and a good many of us may wither before its blast (people giving up on tjlc, anger at the show’s writers for being so stupid). But it's God's own wind none the less, and a cleaner, better, stronger land will lie in the sunshine when the storm has cleared." (Johnlock comes when the storm of heteronormative-episode TFP has passed.)

It’s also interesting that Sherlock says this on the eve of WWI. Does this crazy hiatus count a war? Is the fandom divided enough? Are people confused enough? I’ll leave you to your conclusions.

Without your love, he’ll be gone before. Save pity for strangers, show love the door.

Can it get any more blatant? The at-face-value-level reading of this line, within the episode, is talking about Victor Trevor (a John mirror) needing Sherlock’s love. There’s also the fact that John is trapped in a well while Sherlock deciphers this line. Whoever you’re talking about, it heavily implies that Sherlock loves the person that’s in danger. So he’s gay (surprise!!!!!). I’m not sure what “before” means. Maybe it’s just a rhyme to go with “door”? And “save pity for strangers” is odd too. Wouldn’t you think “don’t save pity for strangers” makes more sense, generally? “Show love the door” sounds like kicking love out the door, unless it’s talking about showing love the door into you heart. I can’t find any bible references that use these lines, nor anything else on the internet.

My soul seek the shade of my willow’s bloom Inside, brother mine - Let Death make a room.

Willows:

“Have a propensity to grow near a source of water” (*cough* the well *cough*).

Symbolize grief and healing, as well as everlasting life. Can be reproduced by planting a twig in moist soil. Ironically, in Christianity, there is a symbolic connection between willow trees and death. Combine those two (death and immortality), and you get... resurrection symbolism?

Willows are very flexible, and able to bend during strong winds without breaking. Huh... like the show itself bending in a weird direction under Eurus’s influence? 

Some website about tree symbolism said “The willow reminds us to let go and to surrender completely to our innermost selves and to gain a deeper understanding of our subconscious. We can also look at how the willow tree encourages the expression of deep emotions, including grief and sadness through tears and teaching us the value and consequences of love and loss.” Johnlocky and EMP-ish, ain’t it?

Let death make a room? Sounds like his subconscious is telling him to give up and die. Yikes.

Be not afraid to walk in the shade. Save one, save all, come try!

“Shade” meaning the shade of the willow, as described in the previous three lines. If we look at the symbolism of the willow, Eurus is telling Sherlock to not be afraid to take the path of emotions, even if it brings him grief, because it will also bring healing.

There’s a Japanese song called “Save the one, save the all”, but I couldn’t find a good translation of the lyrics. Here they are in Japanese, even if the title is probably just a coincidence.

“I solve the murder, but John Watson saves the life.” Sounds similar to that last line there, for some reason. No solid conclusions here, just dead ends.

My steps - five by seven Life is closer to Heaven Look down, with dark gaze, from on high…

Life is closer to heaven = Sherlock’s closer to dying.

John chapter 5 says (same deal, verse 7 is bolded... sorry, no verse numbering here) -- (oh yeah, also note that chapter 5 happens way before chapter 16, referenced earlier in the meta)

Some time later, Jesus went up to Jerusalem for one of the Jewish festivals. Now there is in Jerusalem near the Sheep Gate a pool. Here a great number of disabled people used to lie—the blind, the lame, the paralyzed. (side note: they like the pool so much because they believed that when the water was “stirred”, as in moving due to wind or something, it had powers to heal any sickness.) One who was there had been an invalid for thirty-eight years. When Jesus saw him lying there and learned that he had been in this condition for a long time, he asked him, “Do you want to get well?” “Sir,” the invalid replied, “I have no one to help me into the pool when the water is stirred. While I am trying to get in, someone else goes down ahead of me.” Then Jesus said to him, “Get up! Pick up your mat and walk.” At once the man was cured; he picked up his mat and walked.

I don’t have much to analyze about that verse of scripture... only that water plays a large part in S4 and TFP.

There’s also no ideas on my part about the “dark gaze” line. Maybe in connection with the line before it, you could interpret it as the dark, high-horsing gaze of homophobia, which brings Sherlock closer to death, where he’d go to homophobic Christian “heaven” for not acting on his gayness?

Before he was gone - right back over my hill. Who now will find him? Why, nobody will.

Before he, aka the show’s emotional/gay subtext, was gone?

I’m not getting much out of these lines. Only that if Eurus is an enemy to Sherlock’s emotional side, she’s probably rooting for “nobody”( aka “nemo”, in Latin) ever being able to unbury and release Sherlock’s emotional side. Doom shall I bring to him, I that am queen. Lost here forever, nine by nineteen.

Going back to the idea of Eurus representing homophobia, which I’ve seen floating around on my dash (if you wrote about it, post a link and I’ll link it here), or at least being against Sherlock uncovering his emotional side ... Eurus is like “mwahahaha, johnlock is doomed! Lost forever! Straightness is queen! Gayness is wrong, and I’ve destroyed it!” Or, “Emotionalness is stupid and dangerous, and I’ve destroyed it so you can be the most logical detective ever!”

Now for chapter 9 of John. Which is kinda exciting, because there’s so much to get out of it.

1 As he (meaning Jesus) went along, he saw a man blind from birth. 2 His disciples asked him, “Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents, that he was born blind?” 3 “Neither this man nor his parents sinned,” said Jesus, “but this happened so that the works of God might be displayed in him. 4 As long as it is day, we must do the works of him who sent me. Night is coming, when no one can work. (I think when Jesus says “night”, he means the time period after all the original apostles die, when Christianity gets really confusing and corrupt and splintered, esp. the dark ages.) 5 While I am in the world, I am the light of the world.”

6 After saying this, he spit on the ground, made some mud with the saliva, and put it on the man’s eyes. 7 “Go,” he told him, “wash in the Pool of Siloam”. So the man went and washed, and came home seeing.

8 His neighbors and those who had formerly seen him begging asked, “Isn’t this the same man who used to sit and beg?” 9 Some claimed that he was. Others said, “No, he only looks like him.” But he himself insisted, “I am the man.”

10 “How then were your eyes opened?” they asked. 11 He replied, “The man they call Jesus made some mud and put it on my eyes. He told me to go to Siloam and wash. So I went and washed, and then I could see.”

12 “Where is this man?” they asked him. “I don’t know,” he said.

13 They brought to the Pharisees the man who had been blind. (If you’re not familiar with the bible, here’s a quick description of the pharisees: the corrupt, hypocritical, yet influential Jewish leaders, who were always trying to trick Jesus, and were the ones that plotted to kill him, including shouting “crucify him!” at the Roman judge guy, who said “fine, crucify this guy if you want, but he’s innocent.”) 14 Now the day on which Jesus had made the mud and opened the man’s eyes was a Sabbath. (Again, the pharisees told people it was sinful to do work on the Sabbath, including healing people.) 15 Therefore the Pharisees also asked him how he had received his sight. “He put mud on my eyes,” the man replied, “and I washed, and now I see.”

16 Some of the Pharisees said, “This man is not from God, for he does not keep the Sabbath.” But others asked, “How can a sinner perform such signs?” So they were divided. (tjlc metaphor: some of the fandom’s like “TFP and S4 sucked, Mofftiss aren’t keeping the laws of good storytelling”, while others are like “how could they write a bad episode on accident, when they’ve written such great stuff in the past? No, they know what they’re doing, and they’ve given us tons of signs to let us know it’s EMP.”)

17 Then they turned again to the blind man, “What have you to say about him? It was your eyes he opened.” The man replied, “He is a prophet.”

18 They still did not believe that he had been blind and had received his sight until they sent for the man’s parents. 19 “Is this your son?” they asked. “Is this the one you say was born blind? How is it that now he can see?”

20 “We know he is our son,” the parents answered, “and we know he was born blind. 21 But how he can see now, or who opened his eyes, we don’t know. Ask him. He is of age; he will speak for himself.” 22 His parents said this because they were afraid of the Jewish leaders, who already had decided that anyone who acknowledged that Jesus was the Messiah would be put out of the synagogue. (or, anyone that thinks johnlock is endgame will be ridiculed.) 23 That was why his parents said, “He is of age; ask him.”

24 A second time they summoned the man who had been blind. “Give glory to God by telling the truth,” they said. “We know this man (aka Jesus) is a sinner. 25 He replied, “Whether he is a sinner or not, I don’t know. One thing I do know. I was blind but now I see!” (I have to mention our speculations about John being shot in the eye and made blind in one eye here, it’s just too much. Even if it’s unlikely that TLD was real at all, the whole being-blind thing is a big part of this bible chapter. Of course, being blind and then recieving sight could refer to the countless people who were blind to tjlc before TFP (like me!!!!), and “now see” tjlc as plain as day, thanks to it being the only explanation for why TFP sucks.)

26 Then they asked him, “What did he do to you? How did he open your eyes?” 27 He answered, “I have told you already and you did not listen. Why do you want to hear it again? (lol, when we try to explain our super-extensive metas about johnlock to people who just don’t see tjlc, even after TFP.) Do you want to become his disciples too?” 28 Then they hurled insults at him (woah, watch out, here come the Jesus antis) and said, “You are this fellow’s disciple! We are disciples of Moses! 29 We know that God spoke to Moses, but as for this fellow, we don’t even know where he comes from.”

30 The man answered, “Now that is remarkable! You don’t know where he comes from, yet he opened my eyes. 31 We know that God does not listen to sinners. He listens to the godly person who does his will. 32 Nobody has ever heard of opening the eyes of a man born blind. 33 If this man were not from God, he could do nothing.”

34 To this they replied, “You were steeped in sin at birth; how dare you lecture us!” And they threw him out. (tjlc metaphor again: the guy given johnlock sight uses logic to defend his position, while the antis just shout lame insults at him and get angry for... no reason??? Just because they have no evidence to counter sight-guy’s evidence and they find it embarrassing??? I can’t even)

35 Jesus heard that they had thrown him out, and when he found him, he said, “Do you believe in the Son of Man?” 36 “Who is he, sir?” the man asked. “Tell me so that I may believe in him.” 37 Jesus said, “You have now seen him; in fact, he is the one speaking with you.” (when someone’s like “TFP sucked!?” and their friends disagree with them, but that someone still doesn’t know about tjlc yet, and then the tjlc meta descends onto their search screen and they’re like ohhhhhhhHHHHHHHHHH)

38 Then the man said, “Lord, I believe,” and he worshiped him. 39 Jesus said,[a] “For judgment I have come into this world, so that the blind will see and those who see will become blind.” 40 Some Pharisees who were with him heard him say this and asked, “What? Are we blind too?” 41 Jesus said, “If you were blind, you would not be guilty of sin; but now that you claim you can see, your guilt remains. (heh, the antis are like “you callin’ us blind???” and Jesus is like “no, you’ve heard the evidence for me being the messiah (I mean, for johnlock being endgame) and decided to ignore it, so you’re WILLFULLY blind, you homophobics.)

That commentary of John chapter 9 was a bit too salty, so... disclaimer: I think when we say “antis”, we’re talking about people who pick fights with tjlcers and hate on our theories, and create entire websites just to sh** on us, right? We’re not talking about people who merely disagree that johnlock is endgame. There’s nothing homophobic about a difference of opinion.

Anyway, that’s all my research into Eurus’s song! Thanks for sticking around on that wild ride. As always, let me know if you don’t want to be tagged, because I’m just gonna tag people that showed interest in my previous meta. Feel free to tag me as well, if you ever use this post as inspiration for writing meta of your own.

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