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scarynewboyfriend · 4 days
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having some brained thoughts vis-à-vis Disco Elysium and Haibane Renmei
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possible spoilers for both below - especially regarding The Pale
The Pale is loosely described while playing Disco, although it is never quite so explicitly defined or presented to you all at once... I think this is largely because The Pale behaves somewhat paradoxically, but loosely has a set of rules that it follows
From what I've gathered:
it is a symptom of humanity - in which innovation, imagination, and novel change seem to encourage its spread. Speaking to the cryptid confirms that it did not exist before humanity came into being
The Pale manifests in the world most prominently as a sort of fog
it is known to be traversable in some cases (presumably where it is thin), and there are records of using it to alter real world items (the medical applications of The Pale book you can find comes to mind)
while it can be traversed, it is likely to cause some form of damage to humans. Talking to The Pale lorry driver can confirm this
whatever is consumed by The Pale ceases to exist in its entirety. As in, a man consumed by The Pale ceases to be known or remembered in history. It is unclear whether or not this erasure actually alters history, or if it merely eradicates all trace of whatever is consumed going forward from the point of consumption
Powerful nations are profoundly aware of how The Pale works, and will conduct acts of espionage and murder in order to fit their agenda, as well as attempt to prevent the spread of the Pale
This all explains the state of Revachol, in the sense that it very much feels trapped in a bygone era. Technology seems to have stagnated in the radio era, though it is often used ingeniously. There are things like automobiles, books and games, but they are at their most simple. The most advanced example I can think of is the radio game that you can discover in the bowls of the city under the book store. Nothing grand is proposed for technology - but expansions on what currently exists are present.
There are theories that the revolution encountered such intense intervention from The Coalition is partly due to the fear that a new ideology taking root would create vast amounts of The Pale - and the unfortunate thinking the keeping the unfair status quo would prevent this. To contradict this idea, the anodic dance club (should you choose to support the ravers) actually prolongs Revachol's existence from being erased by The Pale, though it is inevitably destroyed in its entirety when later it gets nuked by the Coalition (possibly due to a 3rd revolution taking place in the future?).
I appreciate how this idea is reinforced subtly by how Harry goes throughout the world. You don't have too many opportunities to have "new" things. Most of what you use and receive are borrowed, found, or recycled (garbage picker). You end up finding some semblance of refuge by housing with communists on the outskirts of town - a room that used to belong to someone else, cared for by a community you are just now joining. You don't own property, and you barely own anything of note. Just the scraps you've found and made use of while wandering through the world.
Let's talk about the Anodic ravers for a minute.. Noid offers perhaps the greatest insight into what they stand for, which is love, peace, and freedom... and music.
The irony is that, while this too is an act of creation and innovation, it actually appeases the spread of The Pale to some degree. Noid says something profound about "Left-Right mentality," and alludes that this is what he truly despises: the illusion that the world has created to convince people that there are only so many choices available.
It's possible that the spread of the Pale can only be stopped by uniting all of humanity, working and living together in harmony. The Pale is sometimes described as an allegory for Nihilism, the dangers of over-saturating in nostalgia, and the divide that people create between themselves (beliefs, alignments, preferences, etc. used to segregate us from one another). When you take into account that survivors of Pale exposure have symptoms of alienation, loss of identity (sometimes shown as having no discernible names, but concepts that usually feed into despair), and confusion, it's easy to see this connection. If it weren't for the eventual glassing of Revachol, it's possible the church under andonic influence could have fulfilled it's true potential towards limiting the Pale's spread in a more significant fashion.
So what about Haibane Renmei??
Haibane Renmei, if you haven't seen it already, is a wonderfully eerie anime that follows the lives of Haibane - people who have mysteriously appear in the town Glie with no memory of who/if they were anyone before arriving. They are distinguished by angelic features of small wings and halos, though they do not have any angelic or religious affiliations beyond this.
Their names are designated by the Haibane Renmei (community of Haibane) who use their only prevailing memory as inspiration for what their name will be. In each case, their only memory is of a dream they have before waking.
In both Disco and Haibane, names play a significant role in establishing character and sense of self - see Doom Spiral and Don't Call Abigal, who have defined themselves by their most critical life moments. Pissfaggot and others fall into this category, alongside Harry - who can remain ignorant of his true name for much of the game.
Their lives in the town are largely separate from that of its regular citizens, distinguished by a few rules:
They may only occupy residency in structures that have been abandoned
They must hold a job
They are forbidden from handling money (they and their employers are responsible for recording their "earnings" in a notebook. This limits the places they are allowed to work to businesses who are willing to accommodate these rules.
They are not allowed to "purchase" new items. Clothes and goods must be thrifted or recycled. This also limits where they are able to "spend" money
The town itself is surrounded by giant walls, which all the townspeople - Haibane included - are forbidden to approach. Designated envoys are allowed to do so, and regular townsfolk are permitted so long as they never return.
These themes, in my opinion, are interesting parallels to Disco. Both have a group of people who, for some reason or another, are forced to live off of the charity others, and are unable to leave the city/town that they find themselves in.
The Pale in Disco, and the walls beyond Glie are large unknowns to both the viewers and those living in these worlds. We are not completely sure what happens in the Pale - due to it's memory and existential properties. With the world beyond Glie, there is simply no way of knowing, because no one can return to describe it.
I've always believed that the Haibane are reborn individuals who died of, or died after a life of suffering. While their lives in Glie are restricted to some degree, the town and its people are nothing but pleasant and kind to them. Glie may in fact be a kind of purgatory, or paradise in this sense, though for the Haibane it is typically short lived.
Haibane will eventually encounter their "Day of Flight," where they disappear forever - presumably flying out of the town. The symptoms proceeding this are consistent for each:
Feeling of peace and happiness
Behaving distant and strange
Unaffected by the world and people around them
The idea here is that, perhaps after achieving fulfillment or true peace, the end is an unstoppable and compelling force for Haibane. Typically, Day of Flight is considered to be the ultimate objective for Haibane - though for those considered Sin Bound, it is terrifying, and impossible for themselves until they are cured of the condition.
A Sin Bound Haibane has some minor physical differences, but the most prominent appear to be a prevailing sense of dread, fear, depression, and desire to go beyond the walls of the town. This is not a permanent symptom, but being cured is no simple task, and cannot be done alone. The Haibane are ultimately obliged and happy to help one another achieve their "Day of Flight," but it requires a Haibane reaching out and accepting this help first.
Here's where I see some parallel between Haibane and the anodic ravers:
It's clear that the ultimate goal for both is love, unity and harmony
Achieving "Day of Flight" may be analogous to accepting the anodic philosophy
Sin Bound Haibane experience dread and lack of self-actualization in a similar way that survivors of the Pale do
Community support is the cure
An interesting thing to note here is that Haibane are not born Sin Bound, as the main protagonist succumbs to the condition after her friend achieves their "Day of Flight."
Both stories centre largely around this feeling of confusion and powerlessness. That Nihilism, pain, and isolation from eachother perpetuates a destructive cycle, not just for the individual, but for the whole, are large driving forces in both worlds. And equally, healing and spiritual wellness are presented as daunting, yet necessary goals to bring peace to the world.
They both have this sort of ever-present sense of doom - Disco Elysium is sort of wrapped in the idea that the world is so fucked that the Pale can never truly be stopped, and Haibane Renmei deals with the fact that, even in a perfect world, death is inevitable, and you still need to heal during your lifetime despite that. But I don't think the messages are entirely hopeless. There is love and community in the inbetween for each.
Even though Revachol is ultimately doomed to be destroyed, and even though Harry's district coworkers still see him as a self-destructive drunk - you save the town from the disaster of the week, you can sober up, you can find friendship and be loved.
Even though the Haibane will eventually lose their closest friends to the "Day of Flight," you will never truly be alone. You can heal from your wounds, you can save and be saved by other people in your life. Much of the story is about letting go and moving on. The cycle of death is unstoppable, but so is the cycle of life. It is not impossible to find happiness in new places, and it's never too late to get help and to help others.
I could write so much more but this is already huge and has taken up so much of my time...
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hansoeii · 1 year
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look at you, you're gorgeous!
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bluegiragi · 2 months
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it's called foreplay dumbass
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slasherfantasy · 3 months
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Fuck-or-die sex pollen fic, where Ghost insists on being the one to fuck you and help you through the toxin.
The others think it's because he has a thing for you (he does), but only Price really understands why Ghost is volunteering. Because there was a time where Ghost also didn't have a say in whether or not someone was inside him, where his choice was also 'be fucked, or die'.
And at least if it's Ghost fucking you, he can make sure that it's as gentle and kind as you deserve. He can make sure it doesn't hurt, that it feels good, that you're given all the respect and dignity possible. You can't consent right now, but he's going to ensure you aren't traumatized like he was
And if he can do this for you, and be gentle, and kind, it proves that he really hasn't become who Roba wanted him to be, right?
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sunlitsoil · 6 months
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there is always tomorrow
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malinaa · 10 months
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if i think about the hunger games in peeta's perspective i WILL start sobbing
#imagine you're a boy who's going to die. you're in love with the girl you've been watching from afar. you know your fate.#you just want to help her‚ but then there's the announcement and she's here in front of you‚ kissing you‚ risking her life for you and you#think‚ i could live and i could love. you think she loves you when she hands you the berries‚ when she puts them in her mouth.#then you both survive and you go back home and nothing is real anymore. you have nothing. no family. no friends. no love. just an empty#house. a drunk for a neighbor. the love of your life walking into somebody else's arms. you think‚ i survived the games. i could survive#this. and you also think‚ i should've bit down on those berries‚ should've felt the juice burst before i died.#and then the third quarter quell announcement rings in your ears and you think‚ she will live and i will die as i should have in the first#place. the girl you love kisses you on the beach and somewhere you heart stirs and your mind revolts and you savor every touch she has ever#given to you‚ in front of the cameras and off. because you are a tribute and you are always being watched and snow's presence looms and#you think‚ i know she cares. but you get taken. you get drugged. you get tortured‚ your mind altered. the girl is a mutt‚ a murderer. she's#everything you despise‚ your mind stirs. your heart revolts. you gain more awareness but cannot distinguish reality from fiction and you#have never known katniss' love. the war ends. you heal. you come home. you plant primrose for her. years down the line‚ you grow in love#more than you thought possible. but some days‚ you cannot tell fiction from reality so you ask the love of your life‚ you love me.#real or not real? and she says‚ real‚ and kisses you.#and you sigh and kiss her back and revel in this. a home. a life. a love.#lit#the hunger games#everlark#otp: real or not real?#katniss everdeen#peeta mellark#text#tais toi lys#thgpost
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 4 months
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Soup solves everything.
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the-phantom-peach · 5 months
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miscellaneous zelda art over the last month
… or something ☕️
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taffywabbit · 1 year
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reminding myself there are no truly "bad days", because every single day, someone somewhere in the world has taken a photo of an extremely tiny animal and shown it to someone else, and that's very good actually
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toalltheangels · 2 months
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Everyone has their own story
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parisoonic · 3 months
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its not my fault i keep playing against Daniel Day-Lewis mfs
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yesokayiknow · 10 months
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also i like to think fifteen shunted all of his mental illness into fourteen while regenerating btw. he said have fun with those millennia of undealt with trauma. bye
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orcboxer · 2 years
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No amount of pain made anybody stronger. Strength is built, not fuckin carved.
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musings-n-museums · 5 months
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i'm gonna make them so proud.
quote, @plumslices \\ i will, mitski \\ photo from pinterest \\ never grow up, taylor swift \\ photo from pinterest \\ quote, lalah delia \\ the best day, taylor swift \\ photo from pinterest \\ quote, @mounaks (could not find their acc) \\ both last photos from pinterest
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