#but what i love is that despite donnie rejecting that part of himself

[thatkoiboi]

I ran out of tags I should have just written my opinions here so I feel bad I can't tag the show cause I don't want to get rid of my notes but LOOK!!!!!!

I had an idea for a one-off Rise episode plot and just wanted to quickly sketch up some visuals for it.

The plot goes as follows: Donnie attempts to invent a cloning machine and, due to some kind of science-y mishap, ends up cloning himself...a lot. But there's a catch to this - the clones aren't exact copies of Donnie, they each possess just ONE of the various facets of his personality (i.e. brainy, broody, sarcastic, passionate, dramatic, mischievous, etc.) and a small portion of his mystic powers. Don tries his darnedest to keep the whole situation under wraps while he searches for a way to fix it, but some of the more rambunctious Donnies quickly escape and begin stirring up trouble in the Lair, so it doesn't stay a secret for very long. To make matters worse - the real Donnie starts to slowly disappear (something having to do with his existence being divided among the Donnies or blahblahblah fake science explanation). So, while he and the scientist Donnies continue to look for a way to reverse the cloning effect, his brothers and Co. set to work gathering up all the other Donnies so they can put them back where they belong and keep Donnie Prime™ from vanishing.

Hilarity, wholesomeness (and some mild angst) ensues.

(Note: I meant to include April in that second-to-last image, but ran out of room. Just know that she, Splinter, and probably Casey Jr. are all there, as well.)

[qoldenskies]

Omg I just read the entirety of the canary continuity and I love it so much! I was crying so hard by the time I was done with it!

Also, I feel so bad for all the brothers, especially Leo, Raph and Mikey. Not only is their brother hurt, physically and mentally, but they can't even do anything cause it was (unintentionally) their fault. Their relationship has broken, and they can't even fix it, because not only would Donnie think that they are lying about being nice again when they try to help, he can't even see them before having a panic attack, thinking that they are going to hurt him (or worse, kill him).

I can't wait to see what would happen in the future chapters!

hi!!! im so glad you enjoyed!! >:D

honestly ive been rolling around the particular angst with the other three in my head, and i've been excited to dive deeper into them and how they're handling it but i need to get through a particular part of the story before i can properly switch to their povs, but you better bet it'll be happening!!!

its the pain of not being able to show him the kindness and gentleness he deserves after everything that happens to him. despite his fear and initial trepidation, he practically folds into april and splinter when they reach for him, and he panics when he sees them leave, and he uses them as a lifeline when he's scared. already twice now they've talked him down from a spiral of panic and comforted him (although theyve been unable to do it when the others are around, so they always have to make them leave. even when they dont want to!) and it's somewhat established that it's not even normally how donnie responds to trauma. he usually needs a while to sit and process before he can come for comfort, and trying to push him does not work at All, but now more than anything all that he wants and needs is the affection they CANT GIVE HIM because he's utterly terrified of them, even though its ultimately the most important thing for him right now. more than anything donnie wants his brothers to keep him safe, but he thinks they're gone, and he doesn't know when the curse started, or what part of it was how they truly feel and what part of it was the curse speaking; and even if he did, they are a trigger to him and there's nothing he can do about it.

and for raph and mikey in particular, who are so tactile and affectionate (and are just as comforted by affection as the person theyre trying to comfort in most cases) its fucking devastating. with leo with his hidden low self esteem its still awful for him, but he knows what this feels like, he's only acting so different because he can't fall back on his old coping mechanisms; because they're the thing that HURT donnie, because the curse weaponized them, so he's turning to anger (in ME he is intentionally trying to start fights because he wants to be yelled at LOL) and trying to stay productive instead. but raph and mikey generally have always had the impression of themselves that they're Good People (mikey is very confident and he hasn't really been disillusioned at all yet, and raph is someone i see to be very secure in the idea that he's a good person, which can sometimes make taking responsibility/handling guilt difficult for him. although he matures substantially around the time of the movie) so its just. shattering.

mikey never saw himself CAPABLE of doing something this horrible (he's just a kid! sometimes he struggles to see past himself!) and with raph it was a confirmation of his worst insecurity; to some extent he has always seen donnie and mikey as so much more fragile than him (he does canonically understand that donnie is very sensitive/takes rejection super seriously, and he worries about hurting his feelings. ty donnie's gifts for the brains and brawn fuel i use you so liberally), and especially when he was younger he grappled with this fear of hurting them badly on accident (and he probably had in play before), and even with the self-restraint he displayed under the curse, he still caused all this CARNAGE... and there's nothing he can do about it. donnie can't even hear his voice right now without screaming. they both need to comfort in order to feel comforted and that's been ripped away from them, and they're doing so fucking awful. cannot wait to write their povs honestly i have a lot of ideas >:)

[the-traffic-report]

Hi do you have any headcanons about mr sandman?

I’m trying to find more Suitehearts content & stuff

(And I don’t know if you do sign offs, but if you do can I have -🎸🦔 ?)

So I didn't really have plans for sign offs but if you decide you want to use one you're more then welcome to! (so yes you can absolutley have that one)

Mr Sandman

Born June 5th 2003 in Battery city

Both his mother and his father were higher up’s in bli (he found a picture of himself as a baby with his parents and the director once and still gets chills if he thinks too much about it)

Despite his parents positions he was heavily medicated as a child, often getting sudden mood swings which carried over to when he went off the pills in the dessert

He had two much younger siblings as a child, none of the rest of the suitehearts or Kobra know about them, he still carries an immense amount of guilt over leaving them behind, on some nights when he's left alone with his thoughts for too long he thinks about what their lives look like now.

He became a juvie hall at 13 when he ran away from home, he still took a small dose of pills to keep himself stable but otherwise rejected them

They pretty quickly covered themselves in tattoos and piercings, part of it was a way to control things for once, another part was to reject the conformity of the city

 He left sooner than most other juvie halls do, leaving the city just a few months after becoming one

After he left the city he quickly fell into the music and clubs of the zones, which quickly led him to trying zone’s drugs (mostly hallucinogens) he used them to help get off of the bli pills but often times they only made him worse

It was only a few weeks that he was able to keep it up because after a night of passing out deliriously someone brought him to doctor death defying, knowing that he was often the one helping kids get off of wave riding and other zone drugs

He was initially distrusting of Dr d and the rest of the radio crew (Cherri cola [my beloved.], newsie, show pony, and occasionally chimp), but after a few late night talks with show pony slowly warmed up to them

He got his killjoy name when helping organize records one day, he found the black album and fell in love with it, it came from the song enter sandman but also from an old story his mother used to tell him about a creature named sandman who would throw sand in his eyes that would cause them to fall out if he didn’t go to sleep (Since bli has strict sleep regulations parents often times will scare their children into sleeping to avoid them being medicated further)

He also found out about goth clothing and quickly built up a new wardrobe for himself, he gets heat exhaustion almost every time he goes outside because he refuses to wear anything but black, dark purple, or gold

He met (horseshoe)crab and Donnie(the catcher) when the two had come to talk to Dr. D about a juvie hall they had met and the best way to get him out of the city safely, Dr. D had suggested sandman going with them since he had gotten out himself and likely knew ways other people might not and he needed a crew of his own anyway

Despite how opposite the two are he and Benzedrine are the closest, both coming from the city gave them something in common

They balance each other out in an odd way, Sandman sitting and talking while Benzedrine works, Benzedrine’s bright yellow clothes next to sandman’s black

He met Kobra at the crash track, they had both heard of each other before but hadn’t talked until a day when Kobra got hurt and the other came to help him

A year into living in the zone's one of his friends dog's had puppies and was fully convinced the runt of the litter wouldn't survive, Sandman told them that he would take the dog and he did, he took the dog home with no warning and named him Hemingway after an author from a book he read once

Hemingway is a small bulldog puppy who is about a year and a half old now, Sandman made him a collar out of some spare leather they had (if anyone wants just Hemingway headcannons I can and will make a post just for him.)

He adores Hemingway so much, and so do the rest of the suitehearts (even if Benzedrine won't admit it)

Ok some more random headcannons now

He speaks fluent french because as a child his father wanted Sandman and his siblings to all know it 

He’s bisexual and non-binary, he goes by all pronouns but most people just use he/him and he’s okay with that (if i ever end up actually writing something i’m going to use all but i just didn't want to fight google docs tonight)

He and Kobra sneak off to meet each other and often times scare their respective crews doing so because they leave at night and forget to leave a note 

Whenever he does fall into using drugs again he usually spirals quickly until someone can help to pull him out of it

He wears mostly goth clothing in black, including a long leather coat that hes constantly sweating to death in, his mask is a bandana that he painted a skull on after realizing how much work it would be to do that makeup so often (he still wears heavy eyeliner often though)

He stopped straightening his hair when he moved to the zones, a piece of it in the front is now pink and the rest of it is black, his hair is one of the few things he actually puts time into maintaining

Let me know if you have anymore requests my asks are always open! <3

[ducknotinarow]

Head hung low, Donatello silently debated which brother to turn to. Mikey was already out of the question, considering he was hanging out with Leatherhead that night. & Leonardo? Honestly, he wasn't even sure what their older brother was up to lately. He'd been silent lately since he started seeing Shinigami. So that only left one other brother- Raphael. 

Donnie loved his brothers, he did, but he dreaded revealing what was bothering him to Raph. He was the one who constantly joked about it & well sad to say, he was right. 

Shuffling into their room, gaze glued to the floor, he stays by the door just in case. "You were right." Tone is soft, dejected, but he's sure Raph can hear him. "I never really had a chance with her." ( '12 DonnieRaph :3 )

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Was it made the nicest way to go about it no not really, but Raphael wasn't one to pull punches he didn't work with kid gloves on like Leo or Mikey did. Then again they were less blunt compared to Raphael himself on top of it all. But well come on how could Donatello arguably and not, the smartest of them all truly think he stood a chance with a human girl? They weren't human. Don was just setting himself up for heart break. And everyone else was what willing to let Don go through that? Just to feed his delusions? That seemed far more cruel come pared to what Raph was doing. Which is what he had told Leo and Mikey but again he was in the wrong here. So he just holed up in his room uncaring he knew he was right. Not his fault they were unable to accept that.

Beside, the sooner Don accepted it the better. Why focus on that when there were other better choices out there? Someone who wouldn't string him along or make him think there was a slim chance and Don? Seemed fine with a slim chance alone to keep hope there.

Idly tapping drum sticks to his drum set, not really playing them just making noise at best as he was busy in his own thoughts. he notes his door opening and lifts a hand ready to throw one of the sticks "How many times do I have tell you Mikey to stop comin' in to my- oh Donnie?"

Raphael's change in tone wasn't so much due to seeing he mistook Don's entrance in his room for Mikey but more the fact it was Don i the first place. Don's gaze was focused on to the floor as they shifted their way in. Raphael quirked his beak slightly.

"Uh whats up Dee?"

"You were right."

Raphael wasn't following in the moment, "yeah always 'em bout time you noticed Einstein." He gruff slightly moving up from his seat. He can at least tell something is wrong as he makes his way over to his brother. "but for the hell of it wanna let me in on what 'm right bout here?"

"I never really had a chance with her."

Despite how soft his voice was Raphael did mange to catch what they said. "oh" he offers his face falling as he sort of lets pieces fall to make the final picture. "What do you? I mean when did you? how?" He was tripping over his question here suddenly that more blunt edge of his way to give truth and honestly wasn't quite as sharp. Maybe part of him was wrong for his approach? He slightly quirks his beak as he looks them over.

Fuck this was awkward as all hell. The red banded turtle thought as he reached to rub the back of his head. Before shifting his gaze back to Don. He knew they liked April but he's starting to see it might been a bit more for them. Now he feels sort of sorry for Don. "I didn' wanna be right ya know?" he at least offers unsure if that means anything here now. "I jus' Dee I didn't want ya to get hurt." Not that it seemed to matter he still did get hurt.

"I can protect ya from a lotta shit Donnie, but not well 'his. So I thought if I got you to see you could be rejected I dunno maybe it soften the blow when it happened?" He still was pretty set on the fact it would end how it has. Comforting or not he meant every word. He reaches over slow, and curls his fingers in to gently bump them with his knuckles a faint punch. Comfort wasn't his best area here that was more Mikey's thing after all. "ya know what ya need?" he waits for any sign they are listening. "A distraction?" he offers maybe it's guilty but he still wants to try. "you say it we'll do it? wanna watch tv? you pick the show. Wanna look for scraps for anything your working on? i'm ya guy." He sighs "Fuck i'll even agree to working on our dumb mazes and mutants characters with you." he lets his smile pull into a frown.

"I ain't leavein' ya alone Dee okay"

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SlipKnot Histrory

[This was from a french blogging website, post original publish in 2009. I think it’s instresting; All credit goes to the original poster. Posted linked at the bottom of this post.] 

[Post copy and pasted below]

Note: This is a long hauled description of events; it shows how fate has brought Slipknot together and how this makes Slipknot more than an everyday band; the music is their life not just a ploy for fame. Slipknot are hard core expression and emotion that WILL rock the music industry! They are a band with an undying passion! Slipknot formed in the year of 1995 as a result of the work of Paul, Shawn and Anders Colsefni (ex-vocalist). (They had originally played with the idea of making a band as early as 1993 and even began writing songs; however the project fell through when Shawn became busy with his welding occupation.) These three along with guitarists Donnie Steele (ex- Body Pit guitarist) and Quan Nong began practising under the name of Meld. However, at some point Quan Nong left, this time is uncertain, but is expected to be following the first six practices due to his following of a more Alternative/Punk style. Following his departure the band started anew, with a project named, "The Pale Ones". During this period Shawn (a.k.a Clown) was the lead drummer. Paul was determined to get Joey involved with his new project, despite failing to receive his interest in earlier projects such as Body Pit. Paul met up with Joey at Sinclair's where Joey worked nights, there he tempted Joey to watch rehearsals within Anders' basement. Joey reluctantly agreed and despite missing two rehearsals due to work priorities, eventually made it down to the basement to view a practice session. This basement, was "largely, open spaced", not only was the area so small and cramped but for soundproofing the members used carpet samples and scraps from a nearby pet grooming centre, these made the whole basement smell of Cat piss. The first song that Joey heard them play was a song known as "Slipknot", followed by "Gently" and "Fur". Joey soon realised that he had to be in this band and soon began to play the drums; pushing Shawn onto percussion. A band had formed. Within the cramped basement new songs were being turned out by the minute, including titles such as "Killers Are Quiet", "Bitchslap", "Do Nothing", "Confessions", "Some Feel", "Part of Me" and "Tattered and Torn". Paul, Shawn and Joey also began to meet up at Sinclair's to discuss ideas and plans for the future. Here they planned everything, here they decided the rules that define the current Slipknot. 1. "We do not answer to anyone" 2. "We do not worry about trends" 3. "We play what we want" 4. "We would not allow people to have any sort of influence on the band" Shawn and Joey also decided that the band would require three drummers to provide a hardcore audio assault. Shawn wanted a drummer to the left and right with one at the back controlling it all, creating a wall of power, a fist layer... . Joey plays the main set and as a result is the main drummer who holds the band together. Shawn is the "Total Power Drummer" and is all aggression. The third element of percussion was often performed by Anders. Within Sinclair's Shawn and Joey also realised that the band would need another guitarist. Josh formerly of Modifidious and Inveigh Catharsis was called and he soon added himself to the band. Now there were six. Soon the band decided on a new title for themselves, they toyed with the name of "Pyg System" however agreed on the more simple name of "Slipknot", the title of their first song. The people of Des Moines knew that a new band was forming and they knew who was in it. However no one had heard or seen them. Soon a small performance was given, the band suited in Kiss styled makeup, fitting the music perfectly with the green glowing lights. This spawned the idea of the masks. This idea evolved and following discussions and Shawn turning up to a practice wearing his legendary Clown mask, the sextet decided almost unanimously, with the exception of Donnie, that masks should be worn. Joey came fully equipped with his moulded and expressionless Kabuki Mask and despite difficulty within practices the idea took off, the whole anti-image appearance which fitted so well with their rule of ignoring trends had a great appeal. Soon Shawn contacted Mike Lawyer, due to an interest in recording some studio work. Mike got an engineer/producer of his named Sean Mcmahon to meet up with them during a practice session. Sean, not only stunned by the wolf skin attire of lead singer Anders, was also blown away by the sheer sound of Slipknot. The band soon started work on their first project, dubbed, MFKR. "Mate Feed Kill Repeat". The band grabbed every available moment to practice, perform and record within the SR Audio Studios, customising the room with posters, lights and many other objects. Many happenings occurred around this studio, including the drawing of corpses on the road outside and a performance in the nude by Joey. Sean Mcmahon: "I was contacted by former members of a band called Body Pit to check out their new band at their rehearsal space. I did. I was Floored! That band was Slipknot." Within February of 1996 a great change occurred within Donnie Steele; he found God. He realised that he could not be within such a band as Slipknot with the beliefs he held and as a result withdrew himself from the group, the others respecting his descision. At this crucial point in time a new member was called up; a former member of Joey's band Modifidious, his name was Craig. He had been recommended by Jordison. During his arrival the MFKR album was already in its mixing stages. The mixing of MFKR was anything but smooth. Each song being remixed many times. Strain was added by different view that each member held and things often got intense. Not only was their problems with the mixing but the band was also unhappy with the mastering that was done on the CD, hence they insisted that Sean should do it. Slipknot's first major show in which they would unveil themselves to the people of Des Moines became booked for the 4th April 1996 at the locally known meeting place pronounced, "The Safari". On the day's arrival the room was packed with 200 people. The band arrived in Joey's car and each member sported their individual garments. Paul with a wore wrapped around his head, weaving in and out of his piercings, Josh showing off an executioners hood while Craig had placed pantyhose on his head. Joey and Shawn each used the masks they had always worn, the Clown and Kabuki. Before the band began to play Joey began to incessantly shout, "I need a little Christmas in my drink" repeatedly with each new phrase increasing in volume, energy and power. The band then slammed into their debut song, "Slipknot". By Slipknot's second performance at the club Paul had found a new "Pig" mask. Within this show the band played with another band named, "Stone Sour", Corey Taylor was the lead singer. The band played a total of seven shows at the club in one month alone. The band carried on playing their shows which were much more "insane" than we see these days (taming of the media,etc...), rather than the same uniform jumpsuits and regular masks the band played in different things, for example Shawn rented out a large purple "Barney" suit and others wore Nun dresses and even ballroom dresses or a Little Bo Peep outfit. The shows were really dark, underground and scary however they still carried an element of humour. The shows would start with strobe lights flashing and a sample from Craig, usually of a mad laugh and "ice cream" man chimes, Shawn would drop a power saw to create a series of sparks to fly over the crowd. Joey still felt that the band was incomplete. He wanted more; a different sound and a greater variety. Craig was promptly shifted onto samples, leaving an empty vacancy. Hence Mick arrived. MFKR was eventually finished on Halloween, 1996. The party had began and 400 people turnt up. The album was sent out to many people and a person named Sophia at a local station managed to hear it and liked it. This lead to the arrangement of Slipknot's appearance in the local battle of the band's contest. The on air tournament that spanned across several weeks soon began with the individual heats. Slipknot faced Corey's band; Stone Sour - they won. Slipknot also defeated "Maelstrom" and "Black Caesar" who came second. Slipknot conquered all. This was one of the band's highlights that fuelled them to their current stardom. The money from the win helped fund the heavily in debt band's new projects and demos. By this time several record companies had investigated the band, one of these being Roadrunner who felt that they should not pick up Slipknot due to their thought that the vocalist required more melody. This rejection continued and no where could they be signed. Sophia became their first manager due to her contacts and love for this new band. Things then seemed to get worse; Shawn bought the Safari which took time away from the band despite being a good investment. The band could no longer play in Anders' basement and things were falling apart. There were often tensions between Joey and Shawn and "Slipknot" had no where to play. However they still managed to make it onto the bill for the local "Dotfest" in June. There they played to the largest crowd in their history, a crowd of 12 000, containing many industry people. Not only was the sound dodgy and kept going out but the crowd began to throw chicken bones on stage. At the show Slipknot came out throwing Tampons into the crowd and had several "gimps". This was the first and last time for the "gimps". The gimps were Frank with a gas mask, Lanny with tribal markings in liquid latex, Greg covered with liquid latex and a ball gag in his mouth and Greg's friend Slick Rick in a latex hood. Slipknot had the original idea of having a professional stunt man, Rick, come out dressed as Shawn and then Shawn would come out and set him on fire. They had all the things to do it (for a long time it set in the cooler at Safari) but the city would not issue the permits to perform it so the event had to be abandoned. The set ended with them being cut off and an almost riot breaking out as Andy cut open his arms and tossed CDs over the fence to the fans. Joey quit. But he reconsidered and came back. Some good things did come out of this though, their performance left a mark, they made new fans and most importantly they discovered Sid Wilson (even though they did not speak to him). Slipknot looked for the success they were not getting and decided to enlist Corey Taylor of rival band Stone Sour, to join the line up. Joey, Shawn and Mick confronted him with the an ultimatum at his work place, "The Adult Emporium". They said, "Join the band or we will kick your ass!" Slipknot provided an opportunity not present in Stone Sour; the band could go places. The music over image policy also appealed. Corey began practising with the band and the first lyrics he wrote were to be used in the song, "Me Inside". This was a very experimental move and everyone was wondering how it would turn out. This change resulted in Anders being pushed back to percussion and back up vocals. Soon this new breed of the Knot performed a show; it turned out it was a charity event for a local hospital. The Safari was packed to the brim. Corey came out wearing a large amount of makeup that gave a dark appearance, this was added to by two latex crosses marked over his eyes. Despite this excitement the show was riddled with technical problems and was the show that resulted in Joey's nickname, "Superball". Their next show was on 17th September, again at the Safari. This show was a great improvement however nearly a year on from the MFKR release an announcement was to be made. Just before Slipknot were about to storm into their final song, "Scissors", Anders made an announcement, "This will be my last show" he stated. This stunned both band members and the audience. Following this sudden change the band returned to the studio to re-record the songs on their untitled second CD - minus Anders' vocals. Of these songs included, "Gently", "Do Nothing", "Slipknot", "Tattered and Torn", "Me Inside", "Carve", "Coleslaw", "Scissors", "Windows" and "May 17th" a song written by Shawn. To cope with Ander's departure a new member was brought in, he was named Greg a.k.a Cuddles (a tattooist @ axiom piercing). Cuddles was extremely insane and very much like Slipknot's DJ, Sid. He would smash up the sets and even throw his drum kit into the crowd. Cuddles joined the band despite warnings from family and friends and he is also responsible for the tribal "S" tattoo on Anders' leg. Cuddles had previously drummed for the "Havenots" a band which Joey and Paul had been in. Cuddles is the naked guy in the MFKR inlet. Cuddles played his lst show in the Summer of 1998, he was the only member of Slipknot to be sacked, this was due to his lazy attitude towards the band. He moved to South Dakota and started up the tattoo parlour, "The Ultimate Prick", this has since been shut down. Following Cuddles' departure there was one show in Malibu which took place wile auditions were occurring, hence there was a replacement and that was Brandon, he played one show and wore the "liar" mask. One night Joey and Shawn checked out a clan named "The Sound Proof Coalition" at the Safari containing the DJs, A-Rock, Loodachris, Phase II, Rek, Sub Two, Iniversoul and Starscream. Starscream, a.k.a Sid Wilson introduced himself to them and told them they rocked at Dotfest, Shawn said they needed a DJ, Sid said he was the man. Following pestering by Sid he was allowed to view a practice and following a session of head butting it was decided he was fit to be part of the group. Auditions were being carried out for a Cuddles replacement, these auditions brought about a person named Chris Fehn, he had seen the band played and had previously asked to become a roadie. He was soon added to the group, despite being put through a vigourous ordeal. This included his initiation test commonly known as the secret track on the self titled album. Soon after this event Slipknot came up with the barcode, number and coverall ideas. A new song was also written; it was called, "Spit it Out". Slipknot now had offers flying in from mainly internet reports. However the band really wanted Ross Robinson to work on the project and he was contacted through Sophia. Robinson checked out the demo tape and flew into Des Moines to view a practice session and a live show. After watching the practice (which very few are aloud to see) he knew the band would go far. Ross not only felt the vide of the music but the vide of the passion; a passion he himself had felt. This was the beginning of a wonderful creation. He then saw Slipknot perform live at the Safari on 2nd February 1998. Word soon got back to Slipknot that he was willing to record the album, label or not. Ross later signed them onto his own label, "I am recordings". Ross then got in touch with Roadrunner and the band publicly signed to Roadrunner Records outside of the Axion Studio (tattoo parlour) in Des Moines. Following a call on the 23rd September, Slipknot drove out to LA to begin the recording of their album. The band practised solid for a week and soon began the recording that left the band sore. They then travelled upto the legendary Indigo Ranch to carry on the recording. To add a necessary expression to this music, Ross got Corey to explain his lyrics to all the other members, so they could "feel it". This took the music to a higher level; it made it raw expression and emotion, it added an element not seen before. Despite the many changes that had occurred within the Knot, another was to occur. This time it was Josh's time for departure, he left due to "family life" and would not have been able to cope with the extensive touring that lay ahead. The band knew instantly who they wanted to replace him, the Atomic Opera star, Jim Root. Jim originally said no to the offer due to his desire to stay true to the band he was currently working in. However after a bad show he called Shawn and essentially joined the band.

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Pinky and the Brain: Brain’s Song Review or Why You Hatin on Bruce Willis? (Comissioned by BlahDiddy)

Hello, Hello, Hello you wonderful people! It’s back to the Animaniacs Cinematic Unvierse for some more pinky, pinky and the brain brain brain brain brain, as I still have those two christmas reviews left in the queue. And since I went over the ins and outs of the characters history last time, we can just get right to it. 

We open in Acme Labs, where Brain, tired of pinky’s antics is trying to a clockwork orange him into being emotionless by having him watch some emotional stuff. We also get some good gags but as usual for coveirng this show I can’t stop and cover every one, but this is a damn funny episode Point is Brain tries showing him things like evil kenivel and prscilla presley’s dear john letter to micheal jackson.. this episode has not aged well in places and we will get to that. Point is Pinky’s already tearing up when we get to a pastiche of the lion king but with tigers, which naturally opens the flood gates.. but in a nice twist it’s for BOTH of them. Brain despite himself can’t help sobbing and leaning into his buddy and the two hug. awwww.  Pinky tells him there’s no shame in it as “No one can resist emotionally manipulative story telling with a sad score.. except maybe g gordon liddy”.. I don’t get that last part, but the rest is really funny and naturally gives brain an idea: to make his OWN emotionally manipulative film. to make people so depressed they can’t do anything and wil lhand him the world. Making a supercut of bojack horseman’s gutpunching moments would be faster but neither supercuts nor that show exist yet so he’s left to instead write a pastiche of the movie Brian’s Song.  Brian’s Song is a tv movie about football players Brian Picollo and Gale Sayers, two star football players in college. According to tv tropes the two start out as rivals, become friends, Picollo helps Sayers recover from an injury.. then Sayers stays by Picolllo’s side as he slowly subcumbs to cancer. I only vaugely remembered it from I love the 80s and that it made people sad. Look i’ll go to the moon and back for comissions, even ones given out as a gift, but I draw the line at watching an entire 70′s tv movie, even with the unstoppably cool Billy Dee Williams starring in it as Sayers. I have limits.. and a best episodes of the year list to work on/watch the last few episodes for. I gotta draw a line somewhere.  That said.. this team knows how to do GOOD parody: i.e. you shoudln’t have to know the thing being parodied to get it, it just makes it even funnier. So while the Brian’s Song parody is lost on me, it still works as schmaltzy sports movies captalizing on real life events never died. SOMEHOW. Please stop hollywood, please, I know i’m not a sports guy but even that aside we don’t need any more. Or if your not going to at least give us a revivial of friday night lights. That’s how you make me care about sports. SO it still works well.  What dosen’t is most of the next bit, where our boys head off to hollywood. And look some bits are really funny: Brain having a rat tail and goatee

Don’t ask me why, pinky, who weirdly dosen’t have his own mechanical human suit, as his agent, it’s good. And what’s GREAT is the two pitching the film to tom hanks, the nicest guy in hollywood, only for him to throw a tantrum and demand they call him lord ruler. Given Hanks is STILL the nicest guy in hollywood to this day.. the joke is sitll hilarious, helped by the fact he’s one of my mom’s faviorite actors, so i’ve grown up with the guy my whole life. Love the guy genuinely great stuff, easily on par with that bit from the simpsons movie.  But the issue is.. that’s the ONLY funny gag for the next three minutes, as Brain pitches it to bruce wilis, who is on board till demi reminds him he has to watch the kids and stuff. GET IT BECAUSE HE’S A FAMILY MAN... LAUGH, LAUGH AT HIM BEING A RESPONSIBLE AND LOVING PARENT LAUGGGHGHHH. Seriously Bruce Williams is awesome what the hell man.  It gets no better as we get an unfunny montage of eveyrone turning down brain including Donny Most, as he just rose from the haze

Sunday Monday, happy days. Point is that one bit was funnier than the handful of minutes of my life i’m not getting back. Seriously a fourth of the episode is wasted on thiis and the bruce willis bit combined. Why. The ONLY funny part is the ending where they get rejected by vanilla ice.. which is only funny now because he’s since made a small career in film showing up in Adam Sandler films, so his threshold for being in shit films is low. Then again his musical talent took a steep decline.. yes it somehow got worse. 

Just in case you think I was bullshitting you. Point is no one will star in Brain’s film or help fund it so he decides to go full wiseau and make it himself.  So our heroes head home and we get some great bits in how they put it together. Brain INTENDS for Meadowlark Lemon, who I somehow knew was a Harlem Globetrotter, and who Brain taught to play his sidekick.. but he backs out so PInky gets the part afterall. Why? I don’t know.. seriously the joke dosen’t even remotely synch up. The only things he and bill dee share are being black and if that’s the reason they wanted to shove a globetrotter in this...

Yeah. Thankfully we’re past the poorly aged bits of this as the rest of the episode .. is just nonstop hilarity. There’s just too many jokes to go over, but some of hte best include: Brain’s hairpiece, mimicing Jame’s Caan, which is made of lint, Pinky having to wear stilts for one scene, using a treadmill to mimic walking, pinky finding great sets by raiding the garage finding a barbie playset for the hospital room and a game of electric football for the field. Huh I think ken burns made a documentary on that once. 

That’s also the only reason I know what Electric Football is.. also how did pinky carry all of that. Questions for later. Point is it’s just one clever gag after the next and you really DON’T need to know Brian’s Song to find this uproriously hilarious. Our heroes also flim it live, hyjacking the airwaves not to offer wishes but to air the film. Again the film is just one long string of great gags, no question so I’m not recapping it. But it works and the world leaders are too bummed out to do anything. Insert your own 2020 joke here.  But in a nice chekovs callback Brain sustained injuries being on the electric football set, so he vibrates at inportune times, thus causing everyone to laugh, foiling his plan> It’s a great payoff and I do like how, as I mentioned in my last pinky and the brain review, it’s often Brain’s own fault and not ALWAYS just “pinky screws up” like I remembered. Here his insitance on doing the scene again and again depsite the risk and not acknowlding his pain screws him over. 

Final Thoughts; This is a pretty good episode. Despite the down spot the last half of it is just so damn funny, again I coudln’t properly recap it because it was just one long string of great jokes and set pieces, and trasncends the film i’ts parodying. Worth a watch if you have hulu just fast forward a bit after the tom hanks bit. Also that was Dave Colier, aka terrible replacment venkman aka uncle joey aka that guy who somehow had sex with alanis morsette but is probably not the one that song is about. It was about Alf, wake up people. And for now I bid you all goodbye, goodbye, goodbye. 

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2003 Mikey Piece w/ OC

@brightlotusmoon So this is another piece I did a while ago when I was coming up with a background for my OC for Mikey in the 2003 world. It doesn't have a story as of yet because I don't use this OC much...but given it has some Mikey and Donnie sweetness in here, I thought you'd appreciate it.

It seemed like it was his turn to be in the hellish world. SO far, he'd made little progress at finding the section where Usagi dwelled but he knew at least it was around here somewhere. Apparently though, there were all kinds of different races here and they seemed to like to hound on the Kame portion of this world. As it was, he was currently walking through the partially abandoned, burned out village. He had only heard a few of the remaining attackers say its name: Shellrala. He couldn't really even tell what kind of creatures the attackers were...maybe large feline like creatures. All he did know was that they apparently had NO honor because they had mowed through this village with absolutely no restraint--he'd lost track of the number of women and children he had stepped over. Most of the large feline creatures had moved on, maybe two or three still lingering and honestly, he was going to as well but he felt...no, KNEW he had to at least give these poor people a proper burial or cremation or something! He couldn't just leave them. He was trying to stay out of sight because quite frankly, after days of not having a lot of food and walking constantly, he was not in the mood for a fight. Then, he heard it. Crying. Like, really little kid crying. He darted and followed the sound, still attempting to stay quiet but he felt like finding the source was more important than stealth right now. He dipped into one of the nearby huts, where the noise heightened. Pushing aside the burnt and broken furniture, he found finally found the source. Lost amid piles of blankets and a torn kimono, he found a small dark green (even darker than his own coloring) baby turtle. Absolutely howling their head off, with little small wisps of dark black hair trailing into deep ocean blue eyes. The kid had to be...heck, maybe four months, if that? Despite only being 18 himself, Mikey KNEW that a baby that young was especially vulnerable. The baby locked eyes with him as he approached and stopped crying. He guessed it was a female, simply because of the slimmer size and frame (and he would confirm this later) but the baby didn't reject when he scooped her up into his arms. "Hey, hey, little squirt. It's okay. Mikey'll help you." The sound of commotion outside made him pull the baby close to his chest and pull a tanto from his belt, silently thanking Leo for tossing it to him before they got divided. Two feline soldiers pushed their way through the door way and hissed in Japanese to one another "I thought you said you killed all the turtles in here? And you missed the brat?" "I'll remedy it, easy enough," their partner confirmed and approached, a hand on their katana. Mikey's swipe of his tanto sent them to their knees, clutching a bloody stomach before they got within a foot and in a swift motion, the second one was slammed against the wall, the blade at their jugular. Mikey's Japanese was...well, not the greatest (least speaking, he understood it fine), but he knew he got this right and even if he didn't, he knew his face would send the message clear enough: "You kill baby, you die next." The feline dropped to their knees when Mikey hit their concussion point and the teenager looked to the tiny baby who cooed up at her rescuer. Mikey glanced around the village, biting his lip. No one was left to watch after the kid and even if there was...these turtle knew next to nothing about defending themselves! Most of the kids he had walked past had been shoved into holes--they just knew to hide. Looking down at the tiny girl in his arms, he gave her a nervous laugh, "Well, guess you're gonna hafta stick with me, munchkin." She giggled.

  "You didn't tell them I'm here, right?" Mikey didn't take his eyes from the baby girl in his arms who greedily ate up the bottle he offered her. It was nice to have a place in the Daimyo's place, especially after traveling for the past three months. The little one in his arms was more than capable of scooting now and rolling over. His brothers had been back at home for several weeks. He knew they were still looking for him but he was...scared. Scared of what they would think, scared of what they would say but mostly, petrified that they would say he had to give this little one up. No, he refused. He wouldn't. She was his now, they had bonded. She was his...his masterpiece. His Sistine. However, he also knew that he had to face this eventually and he hated to think of the torture he was putting them through, the worry, the uncertainty. And he missed them. God, he missed them. He...wanted their support right now and maybe that's what he was most afraid of. That it would be denied to him. He looked up at his visitor. Renet winced, "Duh, no. I didn't tell them. But they're, like, totally freaked out Mikey! You can't sit here forever..." "I know," He shifted the girl in his arms as she settled into sleep. "I...I know I needa tell them. C-can...can you give them a letter from me?" Renet wasn't thrilled with the idea of being messenger but it was a start! "Sure! Do you have one?" Mikey slipped the baby girl into a small basket that he had decked out in blankets and cushioning into a crib of sorts. "Gimme five minutes." --- "Leo, I tol' you, I can't say where he is or anything. He just said to drop this off to you." "Whatta ya mean you can't tell us?" Oh, Raph was livid, "That's my baby brother, Renet!" "Duh, I know that," she challenged "But he asked me to just drop the letter off and then...see what happened." The threesome of brothers exchanged glances as Master Splinter gave a nod to Renet and Leonardo looked at the letter he held in his hand. Walking wordless to the couch, he sat, his two other brothers sinking down next to him and Master Splinter following and sitting on the opposite chair. Unfolding the parchment, Leo began to read aloud, if only for his own comfort: "Hey Bros--first, I'm A-Okay! Tell Sensei sorry I gave him another heart attack. Daimyo told me that you guys were okay too and totally kicked shell! Not like I'm surprised. You always do. So, sorry I haven't come home yet. It's...complicated." Donnie frowned, "Complicated?" Immediately thoughts of his own hellish world flashed through his mind but he forced himself to calm, to not jump to conclusions. "See, I got stuck in Usagi's world but totally not the fun parts, Leo! There's a whole part just for turtles! But...well, they were...man, they were cowards! Totally being overrun by these cheetah-jaguar-feline-ish creeps! And they didn't have any weapons, didn't defend themselves or anything and these creeps were totally thinking genocide!" Leo took a breath and went on "I ran into this old village after they had ransacked it. Slaughtered turtles everywhere, bros! But...I found one survivor. This little girl. Guess they overlooked her. And I wasn't gonna just leave her there so I took her with me. I've...been taking care of her." There was a smudge where obviously their brother had paused, "I _love_ taking care of her." "Mikey with a kid?" Raph snorted "You gotta be kidding me..." Leo ignored him and kept going "I...guess you probably expect me to say that I've been trying to find someone to take care of her but I'm not. I'm taking care of her. I want to. I love her, bros. And..and..I know it's probably not too smart but I have...I have to raise her. She's like...she IS my daughter now. I call her my masterpiece. My little Sistine." Donnie, despite himself, found himself grinning widely, "Fitting." "I...wanna come home Dudes. Me and little Sistine. I wanna introduce her to her uncles and to her Grandpa. And to Casey and April and Angel and all of 'em...but...I'm scared. I...I need to know you're with me. I can't come back if I'm gonna hafta give her up. I won't. I'm crashing with the Daimyo right now. So...if you guys can give me an answer...I'll be waitin...love ya" --- Mikey was so caught up playing peek-a-boo with Sistine, too absorbed in her laughing to hear the first knock. He heard the second one. Turning, he found Leo, Donnie, Raph and Splinter in the doorway. He stared, unsure what to say or do until Leo lifted up the unfolded letter, complete with a smile. Mikey felt tears prickle his eyes, just for a moment until Donnie was the one that pushed forward, knelt to the ground and said, "Well, that's some greeting, Mikey! Lemme see my niece!" Sistine, full of life and having no fear, clamped onto Donnie's face with gummy hands as he cooed and lifted her up, "Heya little Masterpiece! I'm your Uncle Donnie!!

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The Most Cynical Campaign In History

With the Democratic convention history and the Republican one lurching forward, excitement among voters ranges from lukewarm to semi-lukewarm. Political cynicism scrapes at the nation like a sleeping man being shaved by a drunk barber.

Both conventions make one thing clear as a slug trail: the Democratic candidate is Not Trump. Just vote for the one named “Trump” or the one named “Not Trump.” It’s easy. In fact 60 percent of Biden voters say their support is more against Trump than for Joe. It’s easy to imagine most of the rest will vote Biden confused after the convention, thinking Obama is running again.

Meanwhile Trump is Trump is Trump. Seriously, if any one is not sure what they think of the guy by now they need to be exposed to 24 hours of Twitter with their eyes pegged open like the dude in A Clockwork Orange. If you liked the last four years, here comes more of it.

It gets more complicated on the other side. See, the Not Trump candidate is an old white man, but don’t pay attention to age, gender, or race even though he’s the same as Trump. The Democratic vice presidential candidate is younger, blacker, and less male so in her case age, gender, and race are very important. Kamala Harris exists as a lure to get a few depressed prog voters to bite on Ol’ Man Not Trump. That primary voters rejected her and five other decent women candidates illustrates the cynicism here.

For four years Trump delivered daily steaming piles of exactly what he said he would. You got what you voted for, no better no worse, like the all-you-can-eat buffet that’s mostly carbs. The base figured out early most of it was just rhetoric to inflame the libs, while the liberals took the bait every time.

Democrats on the other hand chummed the water with talk about progressive issues like free healthcare, free college, college loan forgiveness, you know, the Bernie stuff. Despite Bernie coming in second place twice in two primary campaigns his ideas are going to have as much influence on Biden as they are on Trump. Same for all the others hyped along the way to keep everyone’s attention, Beto, Pete, Stacey Adams, AOC, and Warren. Nothing new; the sideshow acts always were used to bring the rubes into the tent and once they paid their money it didn’t matter if the Bearded Lady was a fraud.

That the Democrats featured John “I Lost the Primary, Too” Kasich, the abandoned Colin “Liar” Powell, John “Sell Out” Kerry, and the ghostly Widow McCain at the convention made it clear how little the party really cares about the POC and young people it purported to groom for the last years. They ran out of old Democrats to feature and had to resort to bringing in old Republicans. Viewers might have expected the whole thing to shift into an infomercial for reverse mortgages at some point featuring hologrammed spokesman John McCain himself. Nonetheless, you better vote Not Trump even knowing you’re being played for the sucker.

The Republicans on the other hand crafted raised middle finger performance art from their speakers. You got BLM? We got the ultimate angry white people, Patricia and Mark McCloskey, who aimed guns at Black Lives Matter protesters in St. Louis.

As for election strategy, both campaigns seem to center on… the post office. Dems need you to believe the greatest election conspiracy in the history of democracy is unfolding inside the place. Yes, that post office, where grandpa buys those things he calls stamps. That place will likely end democracy because this election will have so many mail-in ballots and Democrats believe all those mail-in ballots will be for them and each requires its own blue corner mailbox. So Trump wins because Republicans will vote by magic laser beam or something. Diabolical plans which can be thwarted simply by voting early, or in person, are kinda weak. Kinda like Hillary in her convention speech cynically telling people winning the Electoral College was some kind of sneaky trick on Trump’s part.

What neither side will be talking about is President Bone Spurs. Yep, his pug faced rich daddy got a doctor to pretend little Donny had bone spurs and so was exempt from dying in Vietnam. Well, fuggedaboutit.

See when Uncle Joey was younger he too did not go to Vietnam. Joey got five student draft deferments during the Vietnam War, same as Trump. And in 1968, when his Joe’s student status was wrapping up, he was medically reclassified as “not available” due to asthma. Asthma can be nasty stuff or it can be a bone spur. In his autobiography Joe described his active youth as a lifeguard and high school football player, and lied (note to fact-checkers doing their research: Biden lies are called gaffes) about being on the University of Delaware football team. His vice presidential physicals mention multiple aneurysms. Asthma, no.

#MeToo was fun for awhile too, but Biden’s hands-on treatment of women means it’s now a no-touch zone. Google “Anita Hill.” Same for Tara Reade, who has been telling people since the 1990‘s Biden stuck his fingers in her private place unwanted, which is the same as Trump “grabbing them by the pussy.” This will all get a little harder to pretend away when CNN spends the autumn replaying Kamala being fierce and nasty pounding #BelieveWomen into Americans’ skulls and tearing into Brett Kavanaugh for being a high school kid but Dems pulled it off with Bill Clinton and can do it again.

Corruption used to be a safe one to use against Trump. Unfortunately, after leaving the Obama White House, Joe and his wife made more than $15 million, mostly via sweetheart book deals. In fact, they made nearly twice as much in 2017 as they did in the previous 19 years combined. The University of Pennsylvania gave Joe $775,000 to teach, and then was nice enough to offer him indefinite leave of absence from actually teaching. And sure, Biden charges the Secret Service $2,200 a month rent for a cottage on his property so they can protect him, which sounds like Trump. And there’s all that business with Joe and his son in Ukraine, and Joe and his son in China. Best to talk about Beau, the dead soldier son.

And even though it was individual state governors, mostly Democrats, who overreacted and closed your schools, threw you out of work, closed the bars, restaurants, bowling alleys, stores, beaches, gyms, and churches, and banned football, graduations, funerals, last visits with terminally ill loved ones, fathers at their child’s birth, and interstate travel while allowing BLM protests, the Dems need everyone to blame Trump.

In contrast to the shoulder shrug stance of yeah, it’s me, suck on it, presented by Trump, the 2020 Democratic vision is the most cynical of any in American history. It says “we have no vision” but you all need to square up and vote for a mediocre candidate with an AI-chosen running mate anyway. No real details of betterment through policy, no hope and change, no American dream, but a threat. As Michelle Obama said at the convention “If you think things cannot possibly get worse, trust me, they can.” Her hubby echoed the dark theme the next evening, claiming democracy itself is imperiled. In other words, vote for us or else. Strange Trump is ending democracy but we can somehow just vote no on that and it’s over. Whatever.

We’re about to really find out whether anyone would be better than Trump. The Dems dangled Bernie and Warren then delivered a candidate from when Luke married Laura in the same voice a waitress uses to say, “Um, sorry, out of Coke. Diet Mr. Pibb OK?” Joe Biden is so old he’s lost the race for president twice already and comes off like grandpa putting himself out there for one last fling after Grandma Obama passed away. But think how hard this all was; the Democrats only had four years and couldn’t even get rid of Hillary in that time.

Peter Van Buren, a 24-year State Department veteran, is the author of We Meant Well: How I Helped Lose the Battle for the Hearts and Minds of the Iraqi People, Hooper’s War: A Novel of WWII Japan, and Ghosts of Tom Joad: A Story of the 99 Percent.

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