#austin storytelling

[cheese-water]

Generation Loss is a comedic tragedy in every sense of the word. Every character we see exemplifies this fact, but no one other than The Austin Show proves its truth.

We begin at the carousel. Austin, Gay, takes his turn by pleading for himself to live because he has a wife and children back home. The rest of the cast interrogates him about his “wife and kids,” clearly suspicious of his truthfulness without even knowing his dubbed “title.” Everyone in the room treats Austin like a joke.

In turn, so do we.

Next, we reach the closet and shortly after the failed drag show, Austin remarks, “Look, I uh… I didn’t expect to die here.” It’s a moment of pure honesty, whether we like it or not. It happens again when the Puzzler tries to party with them, and Austin has to angrily remind him that they are his captives and are actively trying to kill them.

Austin: “What are you doing? What are you doing? What are you doing? We're trying to get out of here. I have children and wives— wife. One wife! What is this some sort of game? I’ve been stuck in hear for hours it seems. We’re trying to get out. Why is nobody else freaking out? We’ve got C4 strapped to our neck…”

It isn’t until Ethan’s death, his blood pooling out from underneath the door, Austin screaming at the others, begging them to have a reaction, to care about their circumstances, to care about death, that we finally understand Austin’s role in Generation Loss.

After all, in every great comedy, someone always has to play the straight man.

[vibe-stash]

Dune: Part Two (2024)

Director: Denis Villeneuve DOP: Greig Fraser Production Design: Patrice Vermette

[touchstone-telephone]

definitely something that’s been said before but i’m listening to the media club plus q+a and keith is talking about how he don’t understand a dm hiding dice rolls from players. and it made me think about how a lot of my favorite moments in actual play media come from failed rolls. like first of all failures make successes more satisfying of course. but as story beats themselves i love when things go wrong and i love when actions have consequences <3 i eat it up every time

i really admire that about the fatt crew: they never seem afraid of failure meta-wise. like there are scary in-universe moments, sure, but those get talked out or adjusted if it’s needed (which definitely contributes to embracing bad rolls. as far as i remember it’s only happened a couple times but it’s kinda refreshing to hear them go “we recorded an entirely different scene and hated it so we’re redoing it”. when you know something like that’s an option it makes it a lot easier to risk failure). like there are moments where they choose to fail an action because it’s more interesting that way, sometimes without even rolling. they’ve played a couple systems now where the player chooses their own type/level of harm. idk. failure as an opportunity instead of something to be avoided at all costs is so powerful

[thewalkingplumbob]

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(sound of the door closing and keys being dropped on a table)

Maeve: (soft) This was probably the last grocery list she wrote. It looks like she wanted to make her famous lasagna. Guess it's a trip to the grocery store...

Cute guy: (waves) Hey there new neighbor.

[nikkeisimmer]

Narrator: But we do have to give them a campfire so that they can cook whatever they catch. And they are going to have to go hunting, or designate someone as the main hunter.

Meg: I’ll go tend the garden.

Phil: And I’ll go pet the fish…

Keeter: Good for you, Phil.

Narrator: so...Meg would harvest the apple tree and the lettuce plant and hopefully the deer wouldn’t go after the lettuce plant while they were asleep because if they lose that lettuce plant, life is really going to suck for them.

The rest of them would go and fish for their dinner. It’s now 12:08 PM in Hidden Springs and Meg will make her way to the bookstore to get 7 copies of the handiness skill book as well as the same number of the inventing skill book. Mainly because they all have to get those skills up before they can do anything regarding putting up any form of shelter.

Meg: Y’know, it would be a lot easier for me to just take a taxi.

Narrator: Look at it this way, you’re saving money.

Meg: With §17,500,000...we have to save MONEY?

Narrator: And you see, when everyone is forced to walk or run, you get to meet people that way. See how many people are getting out and getting some exercise?

Meg: You’re a sadist.

Narrator: You say that like it’s a bad thing. Now Meg ran back and had to fish for her dinner that night so she didn’t waste any time. Keeter now has two anchovy and two sea sludges and a red herring. He’s also got a opportunity to sell three fish for money. If he sells the anchovy and the red herring, he’s gonna really have fun because last I knew, sea sludges aren’t edible. Even if they were, they eat from garbage left on the bottom of the sea bed.

Keeter: Ugh...really?

Narrator: Yeah, really. You mean you weren’t paying attention in Gr. 10 Biology class?

Keeter: No, not really...you see there were a lot of hot babes in high-school.

Meg (fishing): OMG...this is absolutely boring.

Narrator: It’s 3:29 in the afternoon, I would have thought you’d caught something by now.

Meg (sarcastically): ...other than an extremely fatal case of boredom?

Harm (trying to be helpful): I’ll share my fish with you, Meg. I’ve got plenty.

Meg: You don’t have to, Harm.

Mac (sarcastically): Yeah, I’m sure that’s not the ONLY thing you want to share with her.

Narrator (pulls up a chair and eats popcorn): Oooh, this is going to get interesting.

[astranauticus]

oh lol i forgot to post this robit sketches! because i have one (1) bit and im sure as hell gonna commit to it apparently

[hawkesoutdoor]

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[jimkeatingart]

Something is missing in Emma's Room. A Listening Heart Studio Guessing ...

[intertexts]

i do always really enjoy fatt session 0s i'm always so appreciative of how transparent they are in letting the audience See the worldbuilding & game setup process. it even still feels, like, very important to see something very collaborative-- w/ games like the slow knife that don't really have a gm, of course, but even in everything else. like, oh, yeah, this is a collaborative story. there doesn't have to be one auteur gm and everyone else is just moving around their perfect world setting. it's really useful to me, at least, to be able to hear the process of a bunch of friends in a discord call throwing shit at the wall to see what sticks & seeing the setting and themes and characters emerge, instead of just being given the already completed thing.

[nctrnm]

#NowPlaying: "The Texan Recap: Drag Ban found Unconstitutional, Lifetime Achievement Award" by The Daily Texan Audio

[pearlparty]

He’s so gaunt and tired here. Makeup really did such an amazing job telling the story here—really, they don’t get enough credit.

AUSTIN BUTLER as GALE 'BUCK' CLEVEN MASTERS OF THE AIR · part seven

[thewalkingplumbob]

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(muffled sounds of movement)

Maeve: (listening) Is anyone home? Maggie?

(silence)

[nikkeisimmer]

Now we are about to set up the Happiness points for Careers now that our individuals here have retired. Hey, they were in the military – they deserve some happiness. Yeah, Admirals get a lot of happiness points – that’s from their gigantic monthly salary and being able to be in command of things of strategic importance.

If you’re wondering why Ensigns (2nd Lieutenants, USMC) through Lieutenants (Captains, USMC) don’t get any happiness points, well, 2nd and 1st Lieutenants (Ensign and LTJG) are too junior to have earned any happiness – they’re still trying to figure it all out while getting caca dumped on their heads and well Captains (LT, USN) are pretty much unhappy because they don’t have any power at all like the senior and flag officers, and they’re just in charge of scut-work. OK...maybe I’ll give them SOME happiness at having their rank and all that, like maybe about 10,000 happiness points. Maybe I’ll give 1st Lieutenants and Lieutenant Junior Grades about 2,500 happiness points...y’know, they’re happy that they’re no longer butterbars and politely told by non-commissioned officers to shut up and listen you Academy or Rotsee puke.

Earlier that morning, Animal decided that he was going to put the RGB Gem Cutter to good use after conjuring a few gemstones.

And Mac and Jugs decided they were going to work on the potion tables – hopefully they would come up with something useful rather than stink potions.

Keeter headed to the dumpsters to look for things. Hopefully he would find things more useful than maggots or roaches. At least roaches could be turned into some pricey plasma bugs if someone was able to get their science skill level high enough.

Meg was busy harvesting the lettuce and wondering why she wasn’t gaining any experience in the gardening skill. Well, it’s because harvesting doesn’t take skill. So better pull out that gardening skill book you bought and start reading up as well as doing your daily requisite handiness and inventing skill reading.

Meg: “Jeez, you’re pushy, Narrator!”

Narrator: “Well someone has to keep ya’ll motivated.”

Metalman started working on an invention, not aware of the fact that these things can potentially combust and turn him into a flaming torch, though he would find out eventually…

Meanwhile Animal decided to head for the elixir shop to consign his gemstones.

Animal (thinking): Jeez, civvie pukes are weird, sunglasses inside?

Maegyn was working on the science station trying to get her skill level high enough that she could turn bugs into plasma bugs. Goodness knows that bugs don’t like being bombarded by radiation which is one of the key elements of turning an onrdinary insect into a radioactive super-bug.

Maegyn would find out they have a propensity to escape.

Narrator: “watch it...they bite”

Jugs was trying her level best to ignore Maegyn.

Well Monday didn’t start off great for Metalman. In a fit of rationality, went and paid off the semi-weekly bill (yes, that is the correct terminology, though we do not hear it very often – we have heard of the term semiannually – which means something that happens twice a year)

Animal had also returned and was working on the second inventing table.

Metalman: Help, help...I’m on fire…

Animal: Go take a cold shower, Metalman.

The second attempt didn’t fare much better.

Mac: That’s the second time he’s set himself on fire, sir. Is he normally that clumsy?

Animal: I presume so, Major, it’s not for the lack of trying. His last fitrep came in as. This officer has amazingly attained new heights of ineptitude never seen before in an officer of his calibre.

Mac: Please don’t give him a command position, sir.

Animal: Not my call, if he gets recalled. That’s on the Joint Chiefs of Staff.

Metalman: I think I’m going to go read a book.

Instead of making himself an incendiary for the third time in as many minutes, he decided to park his butt in a chair and read the inventing book. Hopefully it will help him to not set himself ablaze, but well…that might be hoping for too much.

Animal: Try reading your handiness skill book. Commander, maybe that might help in keeping you from lighting yourself in flames a third time.

Metalman: What’s that saying about...oh, I forget.

They say three times the charm, but Metalman wasn’t about to take that risk – not if Animal could help it.

Animal: I wouldn’t count on that.

Metalman: Hold on, I need to take a phone call. Oh, you need some plumbing cleared out? Sure, I can do that. Narrator (picturing a deluge thanks to a cracked water-main): Oh God...

Animal: Bloody HELL! Keeter. How in the flaming blue blazes did you set the damned table on fire!

Keeter: I don’t know, I don’t know...it just went kablooey on me.

Harm (speechless)

Maegyn: Animal’s gonna go kablooey on you too in another minute! Haven’t you read the MSDS safety data sheet on Working With Combustibles?!

Keeter: Too many big words? Maegyn: How in the hell did you get through flight school?

Jugs: That’s the last friggin’ time you get assigned to fly with me as my wingman, Keeter. I probably would end up getting my ass shot off.

Keeter: Aren’t we retired?

Jugs: I meant in the colloquial sense of the word.

Narrator: Yeah, after that, pretty much everybody decided that working at the Scraptonics Incendiary Workbench wasn’t the way to go to increase their invention skills though they’ll need it in order to put windows and doors in. Well hopefully no-one sets themselves on fire yet again.