#but he was just generally like “nifty! no clue what it is though”

[lady-shikibu]

Beacon lore from way back: the first time Caduceus looked into the beacon, he asked if it felt uncomfortable and Matt replied that "it doesn't feel unnatural. It feels like a view behind the curtain."

Pretty interesting that that's the feeling of Caduceus, arguably the most divinely connected person of any of the campaigns and the one who serves the Wild Mother, who is herself most connected to Exandria of all the gods.

Obviously it's pushing a bit to say that the Wild Mother feels ok with the beacons because Cad does, but if she'd disliked it then I think he definitely would have picked up on that.

On top of that, the "peak behind the curtains" description is crazy interesting. Curtains of what? I assume that Cad would think that it's a peak behind divinity, but that's such an inexact phrase!

Is it the curtains of divinity? Which would mean that the beacons are tied to the gods either through shared origin or shared power. Power enough that it can see beyond what the gods hide, but not enough that it discomforts the gods.

Or is it the curtains of creation? The gods came to already-created Exandria and made life. It seems from Ashton's most recent vision that the Titans made or were at least significant to the creation of the physical object Exandria, considering they were a sort of vessel through which Exandria gave it's "the earth abides" message.

If they're not connected to the gods, could the beacons have some connection to the Titans? I doubt it, because Aeor had a beacon (probably), and yet the Titans were still hanging around getting ready to cause trouble when Avalir fell. If Aeor had a beacon and were studying it to develop the things like the purple gems... But, then again, Aeor was not known for making wise decisions about where they got their secret, scary projects from. If the beacons are connected to the Titans in some way, Aeor would be all up in that. Make an enemy of the gods, make an enemy of the Titans, make an enemy of everyone!

If not the Titans and not the gods, it could be that the beacons are connected to what made everything, before there was an Exandria for the Titans and the gods, what was there? The Luxon?

"Behind the curtain" also lends credence to another theory I've seen going around that the Luxon as a whole is a meta-narrative, self-insert sort of structure for the game itself. Peak behind the curtains, peak behind the screen.

Ugh, too many theories, not enough information! But the fact that the gods view the beacon as a non-threat null-entity is really interesting. They have some knowledge of it but don't seem bothered with it, even though the beacons are sources of great potential and power.

[lemonade-luvr]

🎮🎶🔺🐉💜🎂🍝☕🤒

oh fuck so manys.

🎮 VIDEO GAME CONTROLLER — what are three of your oc's favorite hobbies?

i know this means like. 3 hobbies and not 3 ocs. however. this is MY hospital. so.

Vincent: Making music! Comfey: Coding/robotics (not that they have the Time for it) Praico: Medical malpractice.

🎶 MUSICAL NOTES — what type of music does your oc like? do they listen to music very often?

Vincent likes a lot of rock music, Praico likes whatever Oingo Boingo is doing. Comfey likes The Garden and Jimmy likes celestial breakcore music.

🔺 RED TRIANGLE POINTED UP — does your oc know how to use any weapons?

Praico is really nifty with knives, but he'd hate to intentionally try to hurt someone!

🐉 DRAGON — what is your oc's favorite mythical creature?

Vincent really likes unicorns, but the ones with the longer tail with the little tuft at the end. Praico wants mothman carnally if that counts

💜 PURPLE HEART — what is your oc's ancestry/genetic background?

Vincent is scottish and russian! Praico has no fucking clue whats going on with him and neither do I frankly. he just spawned. Comfey is mixed asian and hasnt really looked into the specifics of their background yet. Jimmy is very incredibly white (i believe she might be albino i genuinely fucking forgot if i decided on that or not)

🎂 BIRTHDAY CAKE — when is your oc's birthday? how old are they? what are their sun, moon, & rising signs (if known)? what about their tarot card, ruling planet, & ruling number (if known)? do they fit the typical traits of these sun, moon, & rising signs?

I don't have specific birthdays for everyone at the moment. BUT i can give you star signs :-) Praico (It/She/He: Virgo Vincent(He/it/She): 4/4, Aries Comfey (any pronouns): Gemini Jimmy (She/it): Taurus i think thats everyone i'll mention for now..

🍝 SPAGHETTI — what is/are your oc's favorite food(s)?

Vincent likes energy drinks. Praico likes human flesh but rarely gets a chance to have it. Comfey generally just eats instant ramen. Jimmy lovessss spicy food.

☕️ HOT BEVERAGE — does your oc prefer coffee, tea, hot chocolate, milk, water, or some other drink? how do they like to take this drink (ex. coffee with milk, hot chocolate with whipped cream, a specific kind of tea, etc)?

Vincent likes really faggy iced coffees. She likes it with a lot of sugar and Soy. milk. not because he's allergic to regular milk, it just likes the texture better. Comfey, however, likes black coffee if he has it. they usually just sticks to energy drinks though. Jimmy likes tea though! She really likes jasmine tea with milk, and maybe a little sugar.

🤒 FACE WITH THERMOMETER — does your oc get sick easily?

Vincent and Praico both ate so much dirt as kids that they're too powerful to get sick easily. Comfey does not go outside often and would be subjected to 2 days bed rest upon setting foot in a regular ass city. Jimmy is powerful.

[pollylynn]

Title: Vade Mecum WC: 900 Episode: Wrapped Up in Death (2 x 19)

He has been treading lightly when it comes to her life post–Scott Dunn. Or rather, he has been trying to tread (at least somewhat) lightly when it comes to that. The fact that his kid has managed to convert the kitchen into a Dexter-themed pop-up without him taking the slightest notice suggests that he has been spending more time away from the loft than he’d realized. That probably suggests, in turn that he’s attached himself to her hip lately, which surely lends itself to a tread on the heavy side.

But he’s interested in her life. He’s interested in where she’s landed, what the place is like, if it’s temporary or permanent. He wants to know if insurance does pay for dry cleaning or if she finds herself in need of a generous grant from the Castle Foundation—which he would absolutely approve, no paperwork required—to take care of that. And that sentence, right there, is the People’s Exhibit A for why he needs to take off the boundary-stomping combat boots he’s been running around in.

It’s hard, though, when they’re constantly wandering together through the most intimate spaces their victims once inhabited. It’s his job and it’s her job to soak in the details of a person’s dwelling space, from the tchotchkes to the throw pillows to the tea cozies and table lamps, and weave them into the story of how they lived and why they might have died. It’s hard not to wonder what story the place she’s landed in is—and isn’t—telling.

Will Medina’s apartment is particularly tough for not letting the storytelling part of the job bleed right over into all the things he wants to know about her dwelling space. In some cases, when you’ve seen one interior by Crate & Barrel, you’ve seen them all. But almost everything about this place speaks to the man’s work, his passion for the unusual, and his disdain for a unifying theme. The things that don’t speak to that—a generic scented candle, an impulse-buy spare toothbrush, a pair of Nine-Wests, and a bathtub-warped paperback—tell dueling tales about the relationship their vic seems to have been in.

It’s the paperback that gets him. He plays it off pretty successfully, he thinks. With well-practiced misdirection, he counters her evidence-based version of Will Medina’s personal life with his usual flair and a pretty nifty, if he does say so himself, psycho-emotional read. He brandishes the dangerous object for emphasis and refuses to wilt under the force of her glare, though it costs him the minimal mental wherewithal he has leftover after the cheap, mass market paperback metaphorically strikes him blind and knocks him from his horse.

She must have lost so many of her books to the explosion. His vision shades red as he remembers the sinister flames licking at the towels, her bathrobe the flurry of wood and paper and fabric in the living room with its busted down door. His eyes dart around the room, scanning the spines of Will Medina’s classics and coffee table books, and he’s devastated for her.

He sends his near eidetic memory into overdrive right there, still clutching Eat, Pray, Love and trying to call up every title he’d noticed filed away on her shelves, scattered over every flat surface, and piled high all over the apartment he’d only spent a handful of hours in.

He’ll replace every one of her books. That much is obvious. He’ll start with the ones he knows already, then work his way around to interviewing her, interviewing everyone who knows her. He’ll have to call her dad, obviously. Ot maybe he can shake her down for her inventory. She might be the kind of person who keeps an inventory. He hopes she is, because he has to replace every one of her books, and ring-bound, color coded inventory would be a real time saver.

But titles are just the beginning. Even editions and cover art don’t begin to scratch the surface of what he needs to know. There are a thousand other questions it’s imperative that he get the answers to right now. He needs to know about the shelving situation, any horrifying space constraints there might be, where he should arrange to have all the replacements stored in the even that she’s in a temporary spot, because moving them twice would be sheer lunacy.

He’s spooling up and unraveling at the same time. He knows that somehow. Possibly it’s the white-knuckled grip on an unknown woman’s most well-worn book that clues him in. Whatever it is, he pulls himself back from the brink. He slaps the back of the book against his palm, then slides it back where he found it—front cover up, resting on the tops of a stretch of other things, within easy grabbing distance.

He needs to tread lightly for now. He can’t—as much as it absolutely pains him to admit it—he cannot replace all her books. But he can start small. He can make a gesture, but even with that, not right now. He doesn’t trust himself at the moment, but the time will come when he will. He’ll gather his wits about him and he’ll investigate. He’ll ask her, casual as can be, Hey, Beckett . . . what’s the one book you really wore out.

A/N: Books are OG Morphous things. And yet, there is no morphousness here.

images via kissthemgoodbye

[scrapbookofsketches-blog]

Soulmates for the Sides

If I continue this, it will be LAMP. For now though, you can read it like any of the sides with anyone else.

Hope you enjoy!

~

Logan was never going to meet his soulmate. Lots of people didn't, it wasn't so strange to never know the love of your life.

Of course, everyone had a soulmate. It was just a matter of never seeing them. When you meet your soulmate, an eloquent tattoo of something abstract and beautiful will appear somewhere on their body. Many have seen them on friends or colleagues. Logan's parents happened to be one parents of the lucky few.

But Logan was not dumb, nor was he a hopeless romantic. He knew exactly how rare it was for someone to actually get to know their soulmate. One in fifty people even see their soulmate over the course of their entire life. He had no hope for, nor did he dwell on meeting his soulmate. It was a useless way to spend his time. The fact was he would never meet his soulmate, no matter how much he might want it.

*

Roman waltzed through life expecting his soulmate at every corner. He was saddened by the thought of people going through life without a dear beloved to call their own. He just knew he would find that special someone; he had to!

He read through the thousands of people sharing their love stories online. Wishing, hoping, expecting such a romance to fall into his arms at any moment.

He knew what people felt when they saw their soulmate and their first thoughts about them. He could almost feel the tingling of the tattoo appearing somewhere for the world to see. ‘I am in love and forever will be!’ it will scream. He knew his life was destined to have that happy ending.

Besides, his family hadn't had soulmates in it for more than a handful of generations. It was about time someone got more than a mediocre happy ending.

*

Patton did not expect a soulmate, but he often fantasized about one. Wouldn't it be nifty to meet someone who you knew you would instantly connect with and never want to leave?

Patton had had his fair amount of relationships (and even a couple of serious ones) but each one had ended sour. A cheater here, a “growing apart” there. But he kept trying. Even if he wasn't destined to meet his soulmate, there was a pretty good chance that he would meet someone who would love him like he loved them.

It would be amazing to meet his soulmate, but he didn't need it to be happy. He just hoped to fall in love with someone nice and loving. That was enough for him.

*

Virgil abhorred the consent of soulmates. It made people stupid and lovesick and stupidly daring.

His father was wandering alone across the world with a prosthetic leg because of stupid soulmates. He didn't know all the details, but he knows the basics. His father found his soulmate on a vacation to England. They fell in love instantly and came back to America with marriage on the mind. In less than a year after they met, they had married and had Virgil. They were happy, so Virgil was told.

When Virgil was about four, his mother was mugged. His mom fought back, but the guy was armed and shot her in the chest. Virgil's father was right there and tried to protect his mother but he was shot in the leg. They lied on the pavement clasping hands and whispering heartbreaking farewells. Virgil's father did not call for help. He planned to bleed out with his dying love.

Obviously he forgot about Virgil.

His mother did die, but his father survived. He was found and rushed to the hospital. He never came back to the house. Virgil, being four, had no clue why his mother and father had left and not came back. After three days, Virgil called 911.

His father had been wiped off the map after he left the hospital so Virgil was sent to foster care. Apparently it wasn't so rare for people who lost their soulmate to go looking for someone with the same spark. His father got addicted and ran away from all he had to get his next hit. At least, that's how Virgil's saw it.

So he doesn't do soulmates. He will stay right here in his little apartment with his minimum wage job thank you very much. He would never become what his father had.

He'll swear off all love if he has to.

~

Virgil's was so much longer I'm sorry they're not equal! I love them all I promise.

I might just do some hc to continue this. 'Cause I'm lazy. You may have to deal 😅

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[thefilmsimps]

Tomorrow Never Dies (dir. Roger Spottiswoode)

-Jere Pilapil- 8.5/10 Double-0 Status: Well I had this marked as a 3.5/5 on Letterboxd before but I’ve always liked it. Still do! Theme: “Tomorrow Never Dies” by Sheryl Crow. If I’m being honest, I’m always gonna be a little biased against this song because I know Pulp submitted their own “Tomorrow Never Dies” (later retitled “Tomorrow Never Lies” and released as a B-side) and got rejected. If any British rock singer deserves to have a Bond theme credited to his name, it’s Jarvis Cocker. No shade to Sheryl Crow, whom I adore, but her song is a bit faceless and generic, but fine. The end credits theme by k.d. Lang is incredible. The Crow song is a 5/10 though. Tomorrow Never Dies is the 1997 James Bond movie starring Pierce Brosnan, and my favorite of his four. There is a chance that it’s because it was the first one I had on VHS as a teen (I later found The Living Daylights in my parents’ collection), so I watched it over and over again. On this rewatch, though, I think it’s a well-crafted bit of 90s schlocky action movie goodness. Like Goldeneye before it, it acts as a bridge between the kinds of action movies we had during the Cold War and what they’d become afterwards. A lot of individual pieces sit uncomfortably next to each other, as a result, but at its core it’s Pierce Brosnan furrowing his brow, pursing his lips, and firing guns as nameless bad guys until inanimate objects blow up around everyone. This time around, the movie begins with Bond escaping a Russian-adjacent weapons bazaar while spying on a terrorist in possession of the MacGuffin: this time, a GPS encoder. You can tell GPS was new at the time, because the hot-headed American general helpfully spells out “global positioning system”. The terrorist is just a nerd, though, who works for the real villain: an even bigger nerd named Elliott Carver (Jonathan Pryce). Carver’s a media baron whose plan is, in a broad sense, one of the more plausible bad guy plans for a Bond movie, but its specifics are almost Nathan Fielder-esque in its specifics. The plan? Use an undetectable submarine and the GPS encoder to trick British naval boats into trespassing into Chinese waters before firing a nuke at Beijing, starting World War III and instigating a Chinese military coup through his partnership with a Chinese general, who would then reward Carver’s media company with exclusive broadcasting rights in China. You got that? Carver’s entire character is a nice half-assed attempt at social commentary, as he routinely instigates terrorism in order to be the first to report the details (the number of NDAs he must issue has to be insane, and he seems to type all the news stories himself?). His operation seems a little sloppy: he gets on MI6’s radar because he publishes an article about dead seamen before the bodies had been discovered. Maybe that’s based on what they say about serial killers leaving clues because they want to be caught, who knows. Thankfully, Pryce goes big, hamming up the role with everything he’s got. It’s a good contrast with Brosnan’s effortless cool that anchors the movie in a subtle but easily digestible dynamic as the two match wits by proxy.

The action here is the point, unlike some of the older, more investigation/tourist-y iterations, and we’ve got some real knockouts. There are some nifty and thrilling moments in the cold open, with Bond evading and escaping the weapons farmer’s market in a jet with an assailant in the backseat. We get a thrilling car chase with a car Bond drives via a phone (a fun idea that IRL would get a lot of people killed!). The centerpiece, though, is an elongated chase scene that finds Bond and Wai Lin handcuffed to each other and on a motorcycle, evading various menaces, blowing up a bunch of shit and speeding through the streets of Saigon. Every action scene is unique and has a tactile feel that, well, hey, listen, I know it’s cliche to complain about all the CGI action in modern movies, but it does make a difference on an emotional level. (Did Brosnan’s era have more vehicular action than the other Bonds? Maybe I’ll keep track of that from here on out.)

Compared to that escape in Saigon, though, the movie can’t really scale up, and the entire closing sequence, while dramatic and well-crafted, can’t help but feel like the filmmakers are just tying up loose ends like the main bad guy, the stolen nukes, and the main henchman (Götz Otto as Stamper, bringing real “We have Rutger Hauer at home” energy). The bright side is that for this stretch, Brosnan and Yeoh have good chemistry - I’d love to see them in something else together. Like the best Bond movies, this one hangs together thanks to the cast and their interactions between the big setpieces. This one sags here and there (Teri Hatcher as Carver’s wife is terrible), but overall checks all the boxes it needs to in order to be a series highlight.

[brokenfoetus]

Where I’m At...

Just a general update regarding me etc.... So I sound tested the Synth to make sure it was working properly, I mean since it’s used and all.  Everything seems to be in order, didn’t really have time to test the arpeggiator and sequencer tools. I saw it exists, and I can get to the menu so... that’s good enough for now.  Everything else works so I’m assuming it does as well.  I’ll know for sure soon enough, I just need to get familiar with how the menus work and breeze through the manual some since it’s hard for me to navigate only having touched it yesterday.  Soon enough.... I got ableton up and running but... need to set stuff up to work with gear and other software.... That’s...another whole new thing I need to learn and become familiar with. While the interface they setup is unorthodox compared to other studio and live software, it’s amazing you can just... fucking do so much all in one package... it’s mind blowing... but just like any new software... it’s overwhelming and you don’t know where to begin since everything is in new places lol.  Plus... stuff I used to use separate software for is all together now.  Def a work flow change, but... meh once I really start using it... it’ll become 2nd nature.  Less of a focus until I finish the first electro album.  I have plans for album 2 but.... thing will change and style will evolve. I still plan on it being heavy electro/sample influenced but.. I want to try and incorporate more natural sounds and some live instruments as well.  I do have some natural sounds already as samples but..... ableton will make it easier so... it will happen more often I suppose.  Now that I have the proper medications so I can focus, and no longer feel like I haven’t slept for days after being well rested 24/7...... writing is easier... ideas and note progressions just appear without thinking instead of wrestling with my own brain.....  I need to start remembering to take care of myself though lol. Been pushing myself a little hard getting stuff together and working on the music, I need to remember I was in a depressive state for like... 3 years... so I need to recognize my body isn’t instantly going to hop back into the same energy I had when I was 19.  Aside from that, pieces are falling together. I know for sure I’ll be playing a festival a buddy is setting up next year with side electro project we’re doing.  So that.... is gonna be insanely... fucking fun.  Thankfully I have a year to finish the tracks with him and get my live setup working and us to practice.  As far as my stuff goes? the tracks are insanely close to being finished. As always when I have a moment I go over them and make small adjustments, or if ideas hit me I add them. They’re sounding pretty complete though, at least as far as what I want from them.  I have started writing lyrics, no songs finished yet, just parts of songs I have lyrics that fit the general theme the song is supposed to have. So that’s gonna take a few especially for every track.  Then.... it’s figuring out how to fit it in and the vocal patterns to use.  Then I can record them.   On another good note.... I got my speaker setup from my drummer and once I organize my work space a little he’s going to come over and help me set it up so I have some stuff going into the PC to record, and other stuff going through other devices, but all going to the sound system as well. So I can play and hear and then also record. Which honestly... will be an amazing dream come true for me, it will make my life so much easier.  I’m nowhere near as familiar with equipment, my buddy is a total gear head, so he always fills me in whenever I’m wondering shit about something lol.  So his help setting it up will save me... several hours, or maybe even days getting it done properly lol. Not to mention without him lending me the equipment it wouldn’t be happening at all... I can’t afford shit.  It’s thanks to friends and family donating money as gifts I’m even able to grab any gear and live props at all. I got myself a tiny silk screening setup I only grabbed a small amount because... well I mean I had to buy gear and more important shit, that and I wanna test it and figure it out before I dump a ton of money into it anyway. But.... that means after I grab a few more minor things and have the time, I’m going to make some test run merch to see how it looks.  Nothing amazing, some T-shirts and shit, see how they look with my design ideas. Also came up with a Logo for my project, just need to complete the design so it looks like I actually imagine it.... Ya know... Not Crap.  but the basic sketch I did makes sense and looks nifty. All in all, should be a ton of fun, and will have some adventures coming up. I def know we’re going to do a tour after I get the album finished. We’re more likely than not going to do an actual U.S. tour once everything is ready and laid out.  Don’t have a timeline yet though, and no idea which cities and towns we’re stopping in. Not.... a....Fucking....Clue.... but regardless.... there’s that and the festival next year.  All the support and love from people digging the music has meant the world to me sincerely.  Like any artist I have times of self doubt... and comparing my own work to my most loved artists. but.....thanks to humans like you... I stopped giving myself shit and started making even better stuff....since I appreciated it more.  Now I feel like the crap I write is shit I’d have gotten excited about when I was like.,...22 and diving head first into the industrial club scene....which is a pretty good feeling for an old school Rivethead.  The recent resurgence of industrial (especially old school styles) and experimental weird electro and synthwave, is def playing into my favor since I’m wrapping the music up finally... so the timing of my finding the right treatments and everything has lined up well.  Plus having peers working on similar styles has been amazing... watching other artists grow along side me... def makes the cold void inside feel a little more warm and fuzzy.  We have a torch to carry, bringing the post punk electro legacy to new places while we remain true to ourselves and our art. It’s all quite lovely.....

[bellatrixobsessed1]

My Thoughts on Lotor vs his Generals

I’ve already posted which side I was leaning towards and wanted to back that up with a bit of reasoning and just general thoughts on the whole plot point.

So obviously I loved team Lotor right from the start. Lotor, Acxa, Zethrid, Narti, and Ezor made a really awesome and kickass team. So I was shocked and devastated when the team rifted. First and foremost; the death of Narti. I liked Narti a lot as a character and was hoping that we'd get to know her more--hopefully we can via flashbacks. So I was upset to see her go. However I can sort of see where Lotor was coming from in killing her. She had been infiltrated so to speak. She was taken over by (the amazing) Haggar and was basically a spy. Therefore she was a threat to the team so Lotor took out that threat. The issue I take in this was the way he did it. He was completely unsympathetic and seemed to feel nothing about cutting down one of his comrades. Giving him the benefit of the doubt; maybe it was a heat of the moment, no time to think type of thing. But he didn't really seem to mourn her in any way after the fact either. Which leads to the next point of discussion; the betrayal. I can absolutely understand why Acxa, Zethrid, and Ezor stabbed him in the back. I don't think that these ladies realized why he killed their friend. And from the looks of it, he didn't bother telling them. He just expected blind faith. Which is fine, trust is good. But there's a line; you can't commit murder--especially of your own battlemates--and not offer an explanation to the rest of your companions. For all the remaining three ladies knew, they could be next. They were disposable. Which is not a good feeling to have. So I am nearly 100% on their side, considering they had no clue why things unfolded in the way that they did. This is why I just don't understand how people are treating Lotor like the victim and the other three (Acxa in particular) like backstabbing, disloyal trash. They aren't. As far as I'm concerned they are in the right. Yes they were gonna use him as a bargaining chip but he literally just murdered their friend and then totally disregarded their safety. He was way to focused on his goal and that ended up harming both he and his team. That said I do feel sympathy for Lotor. Those of you who know me, know that I love Azula. I have pretty much the same thoughts on this betrayal as I have on Azula's. Azula kinda had it coming but I still feel bad for her because she's all alone. She's very driven and goal oriented and for this she sacrificed her friends. She's dreadful at expressing love and affection, and feelings in general. I feel like Lotor has a very, very similar personality. And the way events unfolded were very reminiscent of Avatar's Boiling Rock episode. In the same way that I hope for an Azula redemption, I hope for a Lotor one. More than that I hope for a redemption arc for the generals. Both would be amazing. But if I had to pick one, I'd love to see a redeemed Acxa. Especially if it involves Keith. To be honest I was convinced that it was gonna be team Acxa that ended up allying up with team Voltron. As another note, I really liked Acxa's, "for Narti." I've seen it argued that Acxa (who is basically a scapegoat now) is a 'selfish bitch' and was just trying to worm her way out of trouble with the Galra Empire. But I strongly disagree. I think that was a part of it, yes. But the girl was clear; she did that on behalf of how Lotor betrayed Narti. I think part of what made this satisfying to me was that I liked Narti a lot and to see Acxa throw aside her blind trust to defend her in death was just badass. Honestly everything about the scene was badass; that line with her stoic facial expression coupled with here nifty space gun. It was just a great (but sad) scene. I do hope though, that Lotor and the girls will make amends because I loved them so very much as a team and I love all of the cute and fluffy fanart about it. Plus I really did ship Acxa/Lotor. I thought that they would have been cute and I kinda think that Acxa totally had a little crush on him. Which is what makes the scene particularly disheartening. To be honest I was super surprised that Acxa was the one to actually take him down. I thought it'd be Zethrid. When Zethrid and Ezor were kind of trash talking him and talking about breaking away, I thought that Acxa was walking away from them to join his side. And then BAM! It was she who took him out. Which, by the way, I'm so glad she only stunned him because she very well could have killed the dude. This is the other reason why I don't hold the action against her. Because I don't think that she really wanted to do it; she just felt like she had no choice. Overall the scene was so bittersweet. It was masterfully done and probably the best plot-twist the show has had thus far. But, God, it struck me right in the feels because I like all five of the characters involved. It's like watching your friends fight...but your friends are fictional characters.

[lonely-little-lovely]

The Stars We Sew pt. 4

Chapter 1: https://morrigansss.tumblr.com/post/158572155526/the-stars-we-sew-pt-1

Chapter 2: https://morrigansss.tumblr.com/post/160844066961/the-stars-we-sew-pt-2

Chapter 3: https://morrigansss.tumblr.com/post/161335282431/the-stars-we-sew-pt-3

TRIGGER WARNING: mentions of non consensual sex

"From Lorcan's expression, I take it you didn't find Athril's ring," Fenrys said as he slid into the blood sworn's typical booth at The Fire Drake, one of their favorite pubs. Lorcan snarled at him, but Fenrys only spared him a passing glance before turning to Kosmina. There was a tankard of ale in front of her, but she was nursing her flask instead. He wasn't sure if he'd ever seen her without it somewhere on her person. Her hair was in the typical wily braids she used for battle, this time with two smaller braids by each ear, the rest plaited back from her face, which was wearing a mask of cruel amusement.

He considered Mina a friend in the same sense that Lorcan and Rowan were friends: through alcohol and bedding women (and men, in Mina's case) and bloody victories. He'd never seen her without it, though; that mask of cruel indifference. Only Gavriel and Vaughan and occasionally Lorcan saw her without that mask. He knew it was a mask, though, knew her better than she'd probably be comfortable with.

"Oh yes," she drawled. "We're all quite put out by it." She took a long draw from the flask. "There was nothing note worthy in Rune at all, unless you call skinwalkers note worthy."

"Hardly," he said as he grabbed her untouched ale.

She glanced at him. "I'm not done with that."

He grinned, but slid it back to her. "Do you even drink regular ale, Mina?"

"I do when I've been in the thrilling company of Lorcan for too long," she said, but he knew she did not mean it. If there were a person the bastard Commander could call a real friend, it was Kosmina Moreno. Ignoring Lorcan's crude gesture in her direction, she asked, "Vaughan left, correct?"

Whitethorn had once told him that Mina and Vaughan had been as thick as thieves for as long as he could remember, though Fenrys didn't know why Mina was so apt to befriend moody bastards who hated almost everyone. Vaughan was more morose in the sense that Lorcan was standoffish, but did it really matter? They were both still assholes. "Did you really think he'd be waiting around for you to come back, or is that REALLY all that he does?"

"Careful," she purred.

"No, please, go on," said Lorcan. "Antagonize her. Maybe she'll do us all a favor and FINALLY mist your tongue and lips."

Fenrys grinned at him. "Mina likes to look at me too much to mar my handsome face."

She shrugged one shoulder. "I'll still have Connall's pretty face to gaze upon in my most dire hours."

Lorcan's smile turned nasty. "I wonder who Maeve would have to warm her bed if you were... permanently damaged." A low blow. They both knew Maeve would simply use Connall.

Fenrys went lower. "Well, we certainly know it won't be you." It was a known fact among the blood sworn and some outside of their inner circle that Lorcan was in love with Maeve. Fenrys had no rutting clue why, but he DID know that Lorcan had once offered to bed their Queen, and she had laughed in his face. He'd learned that little tidbit from a drunk Vaughan decades ago, who had undoubtedly learned from Kosmina. And, since Mina's alcohol tolerance was somehow higher than all of theirs and none of them had actually witnessed her drunk, she could not blame alcohol for spilling Lorcan's secret.

She remained quiet during this exchange and as Lorcan's eyes darkened, and Fenrys knew she would not interject until the subject had changed. She never partook in mocking him about his duties in Maeve's bedroom, just as he never mocked her for her duties to whoever Maeve told her to bed. That was their silent understanding, their code; because they were the same. Maeve's whores. Lorcan's lips pulled back from his teeth, and he was obviously about to retort something scathing when Whitethorn stalked through the crowd, grabbed a chair someone had been about to sit in, and joined their table.

"Group therapy?" He asked, and Lorcan rolled his eyes.

"You've saved me," said Mina. "Lorcan was about to leap over the table to strangle Fenrys. They would have spilled my ale." As if to make a point, she finally took a gulp of it, chasing it with her flask.

Lorcan jerked his chin at his General. "When do you depart for Varese?"

"Not for two days," Rowan said. Then to Mina, "I need you to winnow me there." Winnowing- it was an incredible luxury, and the favorite of Mina's powers among them all, though misting was quite nifty, too.

She did that casual one shoulder shrug again. "I am needed in Varese anyways." Translation: Maeve was forcing her to fuck Galan one more time before the Prince went blockade running. A pause, and then, "Do try not to kill that princess."

"Good riddance," sneered Lorcan. "Shameful, abandoning her country to become an assassin."

"Yes," said Mina thoughtfully. "Almost as shameful as us not aiding Terrassen." Lorcan's head whipped to her, and Fenrys didn't bother to hide his snicker. The Commander often forgot that though she did not publicly protest, Kosmina was no fan of their Queen.

"Careful," said Lorcan, repeating her earlier word. She only smiled softly and took a slug of her flask.

Come to my bed. The words snaked through Fenrys’ brain, and he stiffened. Rowan and Lorcan were busy bantering back and forth, and even if they had noticed, they wouldn't have cared. But Mina... their gazes met, and though the rest of her face was impassive, there was understanding in her violet eyes.

"I'm needed," he said tightly, and she nodded. She did not ask if he wanted to be winnowed back, knew he would want to walk so he could delay Maeve as much as possible. He tossed a copper on the table for his drinks, nodded to the three remaining at the table, and wove through the crowd, a sour taste already in his mouth.

-

She is sixteen.

She's also pretty sure Lorcan is TRYING to make her hate him with the brutal morning sessions before she's off to learn battle plans and Wendlyn culture and what not, whatever the tutors decide she is most inept at for the day. What Lorcan does not understand is Mina can't possibly hate him. He's prickly, but he saved her life. Gavriel once told her that it had actually been him who had seen her fall from the sky, and if he hadn't, then Gavriel wouldn't have even found her and healed her. She'd be dead.

So no, she cannot hate Lorcan.

He walks next to her, scowl on his face, but she knows him well enough to know that it will dissipate into something an inkling softer as soon as they enter Maeve's court room. Mina can understand why. Who could ever hate Maeve? Mina still wakes up screaming for her brothers or her mother or even her father. She still feels phantom pains every once in a while, in her back where two mighty wings should be. She still cannot look at the sky the same. Maybe she never will. But at least she has a place here, in this strange world.

Maeve is on her throne, pale legs crossed, the picture of elegance in her long black gown. Kosmina smiles just to see her before her eyes slide to Gavriel. He looks in pain. Has something happened?

The Queen first addresses Lorcan. "How is she fairing in training?"

"Her form is poor, Majesty," answers Lorcan, but before she can bristle because she STILL doesn't see how Fae fighting stances are so superior to Illyrian ones (even if she barely remembers the stances Cas taught her), he adds, "But she is improving greatly." He's never complimented her before.

Maeve seems to realize this as well, because her lips curl. "Come here, dear." Mina does so eagerly, curtsying at the foot of the throne. She's still surprised when Maeve brushes her hair from her face. She's sweaty and grimy and there's a little blood on her left temple, yet the Queen doesn't seem to mind. "And how do you think it is going, my Mina?"

My Mina. Such a motherly thing to say to the girl without a mother. Mina beams. "I think it is fairing well, Your Majesty. Lorcan is a great teacher." He rolls his eyes at her at that, but not maliciously.

"That's good to hear," Maeve says. "I'm sure you'll be glad to hear that your afternoon lessons have been cancelled."

HELL. YES. Still, she tries to school her reaction. "Thank you, my Queen. May I ask why?" She glances at Gavriel, who is averting his gaze. "Has something happened?"

"You need not worry. I've only a mission for you, since you've been so eager to repay me for my gratitude."

Mina immediately perks up. "Anything."

That pleases Maeve greatly. "I am having a guest from our neighboring kingdom. Prince Kristoff. He arrives tomorrow." A pause. "Prince Kristoff has been very naughty. He took an amulet of great importance to me. I need you to get it back."

Behind her, Lorcan stiffens, as if to protest that she is not ready, but Mina speaks before he can, anger already burning in her gut at this Prince. "Of course, Your Majesty. What do you need me to do?" Behead him? Challenge him to a duel for the amulet? Sneak into his room to assassinate him?

No such thing leaves Maeve's mouth. "Prince Kristoff has a penchant for young Fae females. I need you to use that to get the amulet back."

Her words sink in. "You... you want me to bed him?" Maeve nods. "But... but I've never..."

The Queen cocks her head. "Did you not just tell me you'd do anything, my Mina? Is this not anything?"

"No, of course I-"

"You do not want to misplace my generosity, do you?" Another lengthy pause. "You don't want to disappoint me, do you?"

And that-that is what does it. Because she is young, and so naive, and disappointing Maeve in her mind is perhaps the worst thing she can do. "Never, Majesty," she says fiercely. "C-consider it done."

-

Kosmina shook off the memory, adding more spice to the stew she was making. It was some time in the early morning, and the cooks were long asleep- not that they would stop her even if they'd been in the kitchen. She'd been cooking for centuries and was more skilled than all of them. And this was for Fenrys, who would be done servicing the Queen hopefully soon.

Her mind bounced to another memory, of Kristoff, of his hands around her throat as he-

No. No. She shook it off, forcefully added more liquor to the meat she was sauteing in a pan.

She had been so young, back when she still loved Maeve. And she had thought... she had thought that it would be a one time thing. But since she had had so little control over her ability to change emotions at the time, she'd accidentally made Kristoff fall in love with her. No, he had not loved her. He did not know how to love. What she had twisted inside him had been a sick obsession. Maeve had used it to her advantage, sent Mina back again and again and again until she finally gave the order for her to take a sword and cut off his head. At the time, it had been empowering. Now, though, it was just a reminder of what she'd been forced to do.

Because the Queen had not stopped there. After Kristoff, it was another male, and another, and another, and then a female. At that point, Maeve used the same line that she had first used-"You wouldn't want to disappoint me, would you, Mina?"- to get her to swear the blood oath. She'd promised that if there ever was a way for Mina to get back to her universe, she'd free her of the oath. Kosmina was no longer blind. She no longer thought her Queen a Saint. Maeve would never let her go.

Her fate had been sealed the moment she'd walked into the throne room with that amulet.

There was a shift behind her, and she glanced to the door, where Fenrys had appeared. His clothes were ruffled, a hatred in his eyes so deep it surpassed even hers, but it diminished as his nostrils flared at the smell of food. He grinned tiredly. "Mina stew." 'Mina stew' was a favorite dish of hers among the Cadre- in fact, she was surprised Lorcan and Rowan and whoever else wasn't off on missions weren't already up here for their fill of it.

"I thought you could use it," she told him. His nod was almost imperceptible as he took a seat at the table. "It will be ready in about five minutes." She finished up quickly, sprinkling some salt into it and basil on top as a final touch before pouring two bowl's worth and moving to the table to sit across from him.

She didn't know what she had with Fenrys. They weren't exactly friends- not in the way she was with Vaughan or Gavriel or Lorcan. But they had an understanding. "Where's Connall?" she asked him.

His mouth tightened. "On a mission." Which meant he was stuck here for now. They were never allowed to leave together.

"When does he return?"

He sneered. "When does Vaughan?" When she raised an eyebrow, he immediately snapped out of whatever state he was in and grimaced. "I apologize."

"That's alright," she said, because it was. She understood more than anyone. Thus their understanding.

They didn't speak for a while, but despite him snapping at her, it was not an uncomfortable silence. And when the feelings of agony and hatred and something else, something deeper, finally stopped crashing off of him into her in waves, she might have slumped just a little in relief.

[jawllines]

HERE IS A LITTLE 80S HARRY FOR YOUR SOUL

"You good, Bug?" He asks, flipping the sixth slice of bread over in the pan and Y/N nods, oddly comfortable with him here, but she doesn't let herself relax any. Shouldn't have even zoned out as she had, but she figures if he were a serial killer he would've struck then, "You got mad quiet out of nowhere." The tea kettle shrieks a noise that startles her, causing a jump to shake through her and she nearly sweeps the whole bag of bread on the floor. When he'd started that up she wouldn't know, but he has two mugs out that happened to be her favorites (one shaped like a whale with the hand it's tail curved upward, and the other with an octopus on the floor of it, with it's tentacles extending up and over the sides of the ceramic; both she got from Niall after his "spiritual" retreat to a nonprofit ocean life exhibit that exposed him to the truth about sea world and the real ways an oceanic creature acts, looks, and behaves) and peach tea bags from what she can smell.

"Have you been in my house before?" Y/N asks him, watching as he opens the exact pantry for the plates.

Harry shrugs, "Dunno', feels like it." He answers, "Can't imagine when, if you're sayin' this is the future or what have you." And oh yeah, she nearly forgot the problem at hand.

Y/N's about to say something, when she hears her front door open and Liam and Niall both rush inside panting. Niall's got his shirt on inside out, his hair flat and lifeless on his head, and Liam's puppy eyes are bugging out, looking around quickly, a golf club in his hands. "Where is the creep?" Liam asked, looking around, preparing for battle and Y/N thinks maybe she might have over did it with the explanation of Harry here as some "tall, stalker, pervert or whatever. . .he snuck into my house!"

They look proper disheveled, though this affects Harry none. Holding the plate he had already in his hands towards them generously.

"Eggy bread?" He offers.

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Liam rubs his hands over his face, sat at the table besides Niall who is scarfing down eggy bread like nobody's business. Y/N and Harry sat across from them, Y/N forking the strawberries Harry had insisted cutting up for a side into her mouth and Harry eating his bread with happy hums.

"So let me get this straight," Liam starts, the golf club he'd brought lying on the floor, "You're from the 80s. . ."

"Correct." Harry says over a full mouth.

"You were at a party, did some drugs, passed out. . ."

"Correct."

"Woke up to Y/N screaming, no recollection of how you got here . . ."

"Correct!"

"What the fuck."

"Hm?" Harry looks up to Liam, who reaffirms it louder.

"What the fuck!" Liam looks in between them, "How're you not freaking out? You literally time travelled -- you're in a new fucking millennium! This is wild, I'm skipping class today and googling everything I can even think of."

Niall speaks up for the first time since agreeing to a plate, "Sick mate! You're like a modern Marty McFly."

"Oh shite, I love that movie!" Harry reaches over for a high five, and Y/N's got her fingers to her temples.

"Okay, sweet, we all love the 80s and fucking time travelers, but are we not going to bring up the fact that he has no way home? And not to mention where he's supposed to stay 'cos --"

"Can't I stay with you?" Harry asks, tilting his head towards the side, "I like it here -- feels like home almost."

And. . .okay, Y/N was not a pushover. She was totally, definitely not a pushover.  So what if when Niall asks her to rub his back, or his shoulders, or play with his hair she does it without little thought. Or that one time Liam asked her to bathe the dog he and Niall had somehow kept a secret from the dorm patrol, and she spent the better part of three hours sitting in the tub with a pug who was filthy and really not into water. Or even when that one boy -- Louis was it? -- was drunker than she thinks she's ever seen someone, needed a place to spend the night and she let him sleep in her bed and. . .well fuck, maybe she was a pushover.

But how could she say no? How could she say no to Harry? Sure he was a stranger, but he had nowhere to go and he's probably just as confused as the rest of them. Maybe even scared -- though he won't let on -- who wouldn't be when they wake up and everything they've known has changed? Y/N wasn't a cruel person, and dare she say in the very, very, very short time she's known him she grew a little bit of a soft spot.

"I. . .cool. I mean okay, fine, but no sleeping in my bed."

Harry grins, "Oh, shibby innit? Roomies!"

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When Y/N gets back after class (though she was really reluctant to go, leaving a practical stranger alone in her home though he seemed relatively harmless) Harry was doing yoga is what it looked like, changed into an old shirt Y/N recognized as her father's, sweatpants that she had bought a size to big, and his hair wet and springy ringlets. Her door shuts with a click and Harry pops up from the position he was in, smiling brightly with a wave, "You're back finally." He pushes himself up, going towards her and wrapping his arms around her in a huge hug. Y/N's eyes widen. She was gone for two hours and comes back to more affection than she gets from Niall when he has a breakup.

"Hey," Y/N wraps a cautious hand around him, "Did you get weed from down the hall and get high or somethin', 'cos I would not trust Marva."

Harry shakes his head, nosing at her neck, and what in god's name-- "I had an epiphany while you were gone, s'that you're the best person in the world. And you've got great taste in body wash -- do I smell like lavender?" He wafts himself at her and she nods for show, a little too scared to breathe in so deep around him. Not only does he smell like lavender, but he smells like something else she can't put her finger on and it's really, really nice. Though if she inhales as much as she wants of it she might pass out, so she doesn't give herself the chance. "I made us noodles for dinner."

"Were you a cook where you came from?" Y/N wonders aloud, and Harry nods, still pressed tight to her.

"Sorta. Me mum always made me help her with dinner, so I've got a trick or three up my sleeve." Finally he draws back, but he slots his fingers into hers and tugs her towards the kitchen where he's got the table made up and everything. Y/N doesn't think she's had the table set up like this in. . .well, she's never had the table set up like this before. Never had she actually cooked noodles either -- she wasn't very good at it unless it was ramen.

So she's got something short of a culinary artist in her house now, which was nice she presumes. Maybe having him here won't be a worry at all.

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Y/N would be super pissed if anybody else woke her up at 7AM on a Saturday morning to go shopping, but Y/N had promised Harry that she'd take him out if he let her study for her test that was on Friday (he was a clingy roomie at best, but he's a good study partner and promises to make jam tarts if she gets a 90%). She figured if he was going to be here for a while she was going to have to get him clothes, and though she doesn't have much money she has enough. The dorm she stays in was factored into the total cost, and since she'd maintained her GPA they offered her (just as they'd offered other students) a bigger room, with their own kitchen and bath, as a 'good job' type of ordeal.

Though Y/N doesn't know how she could be mad, when Harry wakes her so sweetly -- voice a low lilt as he speaks, "Moppet, it's time to get up! I wanted to make you a breakfast smoothie but you've got no fruit, shame on you."

"You ate all my fruit," Y/N answers back croakily, because it was true. He did eat all her fruit, "I should have granola bars in the pantry if you --" she starts to say as she sits up, knuckling at her eyes.

"Oh, Moppet, you're so cute in the mornings!" Harry gushes, reaching out and poking at her cheeks, "Makes me just wanna pinch and poke ya! Adorable, you are."

Were the 80's a touchy feely time? Y/N doesn't know, but Harry certainly made it seem like that. Nonstop, he was patting her, begging for a cuddle, pinching her sides, and picking her up whenever he wanted. It annoys the hell out of her, but not because she doesn't like that he's touching her -- she certainly likes that -- however, these little jolts like stereotypical electricity twinkles its way throughout her body anytime his skin comes in contact with hers. She tells herself it's because he's some weird time traveling guy, although deep down she knew it was something she did not feel like digging up.

It was just weird though. . .it felt like she knew Harry before, or at least was supposed to. She just couldn't shake the feeling like this was meant to happen, that he was meant to show up on her couch or something but as with many things she doesn't have a clue.

"I used your nifty little phone, and found a video store! I called and they said they had Molly Ringwald galore, so we just gotta go!" He drags her up from the bed, getting her standing, "I picked out your clothes for you."

"Are you sure you're from the 80's, 'cos you're giving me that 50's housewife feel." Y/N asks and Harry pouts his lips, frowning greatly at her.

"Bite me." He grumbles, pressing the hair from his face, "You're grumpy in the mornings too."

"I'm sorry. Not used to company so early." She apologizes, and she's surprised at how sincere it sounded. If anything Y/N was everything but sincere in the mornings, especially when she's woken up to go spend money on somebody who is not herself.

Harry grins again, bucking up and drawing her back in for a hug -- he really is an affectionate thing, "No worries! Still love you."

[operationrainfall]

Title KUNAI Developer TurtleBlaze Publisher The Arcade Crew Release Date February 6th, 2020 Genre Metroidvania Platform PC, Nintendo Switch Age Rating E for Everyone 10+ – Mild Blood, Fantasy Violence Official Website

I should point out that until I played KUNAI, I was totally unfamiliar with developer TurtleBlaze. Thankfully, I had some experience with The Arcade Crew, thanks to their also publishing the fantastic Blazing Chrome, by JoyMasher. All I knew early on was KUNAI is a game where you control a ninja tablet (no, you didn’t just suffer a stroke, that’s the actual premise) as he hacks and slashes his way through robot hordes with his magical energy stealing katana. That alone was enough to grab my interest, but when I learned that the game was also a Metroidvania, I was hooked. So I greatly appreciated the opportunity to review KUNAI for oprainfall. The question then is, was KUNAI able to live up to my hype for the game?

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The premise of the game is loosely based around some sort of undefined apocalypse that wracked the Earth, killing nearly all the humans. In the interim, apparently a bunch of robots achieved sentience and started spreading out, with some aiming to wrest control and others retaliating as a ragtag group of freedom fighters. You play the heroic ninja Tabby, who is activated by the resistance to set things straight. There’s also an evil A.I. referred to as Lemonkus which is apparently responsible for this scenario, and while you do learn more about them, I never learned enough for my satisfaction. There’s a cool concept here, but there’s too many opaque bits that prevent the story from being fully realized. For example, who built all of the robots? What endowed them with sentience? How exactly did humanity perish? Where did the sword that steals life force come from? Which ancient warrior is Tabby supposedly infused with? There’s a lot of questions, even after beating the game. Which isn’t to say it’s not fun and there’s not plenty to enjoy, there absolutely is, but in a game that is so mechanically fantastic, the overall lack of a coherent plot stands out all the more painfully.

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However, now that I’ve gotten that out of the way, let’s focus on what KUNAI does best – the gameplay. Early on you only have access to your katana, which is not only your primary means of offense, but also your only way of healing other than using save points. Every time you slay a foe, you’ll get a little bit of health back. Soon enough, you also come across a pair of the titular kunai with chains, which allow Tabby to swing from the ceiling and climb walls. They’re a lot of fun to experiment with, and allow you a wide movement range. Just keep in mind not all surfaces can be grabbed, usually ones that are coated with metal plates. You would be forgiven for thinking that’s all the tools at your disposal, but as the game progresses you get a lot of other nifty items. None that ever totally eclipses the effectiveness of the kunai, but many that do open up the experience. For example, you’ll get a shuriken that can trigger switches and stun foes, as well as a few guns that serve multiple functions. Take the dual SMGS, which can obviously be used to unload on foes from a distance, but can also be aimed downwards to essentially hover as you blast a stream of bullets below yourself (which is awesome). You’ll also get a very powerful rocket launcher that can scatter foes to dust or be used to catapult you vertically into the air.

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Point being, everything in KUNAI has a variety of uses, and manages to make the experience more compelling. And that’s before you even take into account the upgrades you can purchase from the Tabos, accessible from old school routers littered throughout the game world. You can not only upgrade Tabby’s weapons, such as giving his katana a powerful charge attack or turning your rocket launcher rounds into homing missiles, but you can get important passive upgrades. Perhaps the most important is the one that lets Tabby slowly heal continuously, which is vital when you’re low on health, since the game never provides any disposable healing items. Generally I would clear out a room and then just take a breather for Tabby to heal back to full health. I really liked being given free reign which abilities I upgraded first, and my only real complaint is that there weren’t even more options, since I had pretty much maxed them out a while before the final boss. Which correlates to my only other major complaint about KUNAI – it’s too short.

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KUNAI is very fun while it lasts, exploring, regularly finding upgrades like double jump and dash, slaying enemies and fighting powerful bosses. Some of my favorite bosses were Furious Ferro, a giant gooey creature that crawled the walls and scattered minions on the floor, and the Guardian, which starts in a giant cocoon and then erupts into a dangerous electric butterfly. It’s also entertaining to talk to random NPCs as you wander, since they often have very funny dialogue that pokes fun at other popular nerd culture, such as Yu-Gi-Oh!, Pokémon, various anime and even a well known game store franchise. It’s clear the folks at TurtleBlaze not only love game culture, they love to poke fun at it as well, but never in a way that felt cruel or derogatory. Suffice to say, even though the plot of the game left me underwhelmed, the dialogue and humor were much better than I expected.

Exploring the various areas is a treat, and very rarely was frustrating. They range from deserts to lava filled mineshafts and haunted factories. There’s a fluidity to the combat that just made KUNAI a step above many others in the genre. I loved swinging around, jumping and slashing foes, and even blasting them to smithereens when I got testy. There’s also tons of hidden corners in the game, where you’ll find one of two items. Either you’ll find heart pieces which extend your maximum health (always handy) or you’ll find hats. And surprisingly, you’ll find a lot more hats than anything else. And while it’s fun to dress Tabby up with monocles and horned hoods and even plumber hats, sadly none of these serve any gameplay purpose. Once I discovered that, my desire to find them all withered away. If only the various hats would change up the combat or alter my stats in some significant way, I would have gone out of my way to discover all of them. As it is, I found hats a silly bonus without much function. Oh and apparently there’s also a hidden Time Trial mode in the game, but I couldn’t find it. And given that I hate feeling rushed when I play a game and don’t focus on speedrunning anyhow, that just didn’t provide me much incentive or replay value.

Ultimately, that’s where KUNAI fell short, the length. The whole experience is pretty linear, and though you are given some free reign to explore, there’s nothing really important for you to find. I managed to beat the game in 6 hours, which is 2 less than the developers said the adventure will take most people. If there had been more than one ending or a couple hidden areas or even a boss rush, I would have felt more satisfied. But without them, the game is just over way too soon. It’s a blast to play, and runs silky smooth, but once it’s over, it’s over.

Visually, KUNAI is a treat. It’s colorful without being too flashy, and managed to evoke classic games while still feeling modern. I loved all the silly faces that Tabby wears as you experience the game, and especially enjoyed the hand drawn cutscenes and sub item introductions. The various minor enemies were pretty distinct and varied, and there were none that were clones. Likewise, the bosses are all very different and quite a challenge to best. This is a game that makes great use of visual clues and storytelling, such as how Tabby’s face flashes red with a battery symbol when low on health. Musically, the games is frenetic and fun, and manages to infuse just enough ninja flair to keep things fresh. I also really loved all the mechanical beeps and boops and explosions for sound effects. I really had no complaints about the design of KUNAI whatsoever.

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Now, even though I’ve touched upon the major issues with the game, the following is an assortment of minor quibbles that also kept this from being a perfect experience. While the game is a lot of fun, sometimes things aren’t as well balanced as they could be. An example is how one of the early areas, an airship, has a forced sequence requiring kunai swinging over instant death pits that felt way too challenging that early in the game. I also found how Tabby “climbs” vines incredibly awkward. Instead of climbing up and down, he kind of floats and you have to hold down to force him back to earth. And though I very much enjoyed the katana charge attack technique, which lets Tabby charge up and then rush all nearby foes with a flurry of katana strikes, it was very hard to tell at what range it would react to foes. One time it even glitched and managed to push Tabby into the background in the Mine area, forcing me to restart since I couldn’t get free. Another issue was that there weren’t really enough bosses in the game. There’s a hilarious pirate captain I thought would be a boss which instead is turned into comic relief twice, and there’s a long section where you escape from the police (dubbed Popo), but can’t actually fight back. And though the final boss was epic, it was also frustrating, and made me wish I had some way to heal quickly during fights.

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In summation, I still rather enjoyed KUNAI. I just wish it was a longer experience with a more coherent plot. That said, there’s tons of charm and humor here, and plenty of challenging and satisfying gameplay. Honestly, it’s hard to go wrong for only $16.99. I admire TurtleBlaze for this first Metroidvania, and even though it’s not perfect, I think it could be the starting point to many other tremendous projects. If you’re a fan of the genre, I’d say you owe it to yourself to pick this up.

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Chapter 3: Reader Question : Description

Hey guys, (just a heads up, for a quick summary of tips you can just skip to the end of the chapter!)

In chapter three of 'oh my gods I can't believe you're actually reading something I once wrote when seriously sleep deprived' we are going to discuss how you can make descriptions work for you. I got this nifty question right here from a guest named Celeste :

First off im kind of making a 'crack' ship of two of my OCs. My problems are like when should I stop describing them? I tend to go on and on about it. Ive already decided to leave out some characters and have a bit of a storyline. Its just I need to know when to stop.

Also, terribly sorry Celeste but seeing as how you were on guest I couldn't really reach you other than posting a new chapter in this guide. I really do hope that you'll see this eventually.

Okay, so I can hear you thinking : weren't you like, the person who told us that excessive descriptions are bad? Well yeah, I was but I was mostly talking about wardrobe (and I'm also an idiot who does very little physical description in her own work but hush). Doesn't mean you can't make it work for you. If you are a bit of description nut it can be hard to kick the habit. Instead of going cold turkey you can use the stuff you are describing to show how your characters function, something which works great when working with Original Characters. I'm going to be level with you all, usually I describe my characters as little as possible. I mean, I drop clues every once in a while but I'm all about the action and plot. This doesn't mean I can't help you however.

The first thing what you do is know what your character looks like, something which Celeste has already done. Then you decide which elements are important and how you will introduce them. Note that the how is very important here because some tropes have been done so often they get boring. The trope you'll really want to avoid when describing characters is your character describing themselves. You know what I mean, they'll be looking in the mirror and start listing of traits.

Stop.

The problem with this is that it will practically always push you in two categories of characters. The vain or the I'm actually pretty but I don't see it myself.

The problem with a vain character is fairly simple. As people we generally don't tend to like others who are too self-absorbed. If a person looks in a mirror and all they see is how perfect the arch of their lips is and how their cheekbones catch the light so beautifully, we'll roll our eyes and be like 'sure babe'. On the other side of the spectrum is the character that is actually quite pretty but they themselves don't notice it. You would think this is a personality upgrade, and in some ways it is. But seriously? This trope again? Not to mention this is also the kind of person who deflects every compliment aimed at them. This reeks of false modesty, and there is no shame in admitting someone is at least decent to look at. You'll want to aim for a middle ground, and truth be told, it's very hard to hit the sweet spot. I suggest staying away from mirrors on the whole. (not you as a person of course. I mean, I check the mirror as well to see if my hair is in place or if I managed to spill sauce over my clothes. That's what they are for. That and checking my eyebrow game. But I digress.)

Avoid the information dump. That is where you get aaaaaaall of the information about a character in one paragraph. It's age and height and weight and color preferences and food preferences and what sort of people they like, but also their clothing preference and... do you get tired from imagining having to say all of that the first time you meet someone? I probably mentioned this before but try spreading information out in the story by mixing it in with your narrative. And instead of giving exact heights, give their height relevant to other characters (though it doesn't hurt to know the exact measurements yourself, your audience just doesn't need to know).

Honestly speaking, Celeste, we never stop giving information about our characters. The point is to do it subtly. There is also a difference between describing them and characterisation (something which quite often gets confused).

When you say you can't stop describing your characters, I imagine you're talking about the clothes and their physical appearance. Which raises the question, how peculiar looking are they? Let's take a look at one of the more popular books of our time, good ol' Harry Potter (belonging to JK Rowling). This is how Harry is first described in the books.

"Harry had a thin face, knobbly knees, black hair, and bright-green eyes. He wore round glasses held together with a lot of Sellotape, " [book 1, chapter 2]

If you think that is sparse, try on Ron for size. "He was tall, thin, and gangling, with freckles, big hands and feet, and a long nose." [book 1, chapter 6] (they're not even mentioning that he's a redhead!)

And to finish up, here's Hermione.

She had a bossy sort of voice, lots of bushy brown hair, and rather large front teeth. [book 1, chapter 6]

These are the primary descriptions, something for your audience to hold on to while they are waiting for more information. During the story we get to know more about them but this is the first introduction. During a first introduction you want to give the audience what an average person would see when someone passes by on the street. When someone walks by we'll usually notice these things : color of clothing or lack of color and any distinct facial characteristics like beards or tattoos or whatever. After that, on closer inspection comes eyebrows and the like, maybe shoes. And only after that comes the really detailed stuff, like a weird ring or an odd button on their coat. Their conversation partner might only notice those things while they're having a cup of coffee two hours later. Which is good, because those details also signify new things about the other character. That punk rock fan might be wearing a Hello Kitty wrist watch, but you only see it from a certain angle. The serious looking secretary actually has multiple ear piercings, but the way she wears her hair makes it so you can only see it when it's in an updo.

What you do want to do is making sure you're giving the information at an appropriate time. When two people are discussing politics it doesn't make much sense for the conversation partner to suddenly compliment someone on their shoes (thanks, they're new!), but they will notice when someone else is wearing a pride badge or something like that (omg I just said something insulting and now I probably pissed them off). When two teens are talking they're most likely to notice things that signify common interests (I totally love that band and you're wearing their t-shirt?).

When your characters have known each other for a longer time, they'll notice other things about each other. A character can comment on a difference in looks or the lack of difference (this is the first time I've ever seen you wear an orange shirt! Why are you wearing cargo pants in this weather? You're wearing that Puka shirt again?) . When they're observing the other character they might think stuff like 'I wish my hair was so curly! or If there's one guy who manages to make unwashed shirts look cool it's him'.

You know what a really cool trick is? Characterisation through description.

By now you know your characters. I mean, like really know them. A is pretty uptight and prissy while B never gets enough sleep but does know how to cook really well. Just like how you can tell a lot about people by how they dress (or at least you think you can) you can do the same for characters. The uptight character might have a preference for fancy sweaters and there's hardly ever a crinkle in them, which shows others that she takes good care of them. Character B is often seen with a mug of coffee and food stains on his pants because he always forgets to put on an apron. The secretary has fiery red nails, which could be an indicator of her personality. The girl who wears her hair in a messy bun might either be a real fashionista (have you ever tried it? I fail every time T.T) or she's always in a hurry because she's a chronic oversleeper, meaning she doesn't have the time for anything fancy. The boy with the bag full of books obviously likes reading while the bandaids on his fingers indicate he's a bit of a klutz. The jock who's an ace at basketball is never seen without a lollipop, indicating quite the sweet tooth. Her girlfriend on the other hand is usually seen with remnants of flour in her hair because she bakes cookies every day.

What I'm trying to say is, you can keep adding description to your characters. But don't dump all the info on your readers in one go, and don't mention things that wouldn't make sense in the context. If you feel like taking it to the next level you can add details to hint at character traits that aren't mentioned straight out.

Quick cheat sheet :

Information dumps = big no no Character describing themselves should be avoided if possible Character description and details vary by conversation partners and situation. Different people notice different things Use details to hint at character traits (bandaids could mean klutzy, but also just good at sports or they often defend friends from bullies)

If there's any other questions you may have, or if you'd like a reference excerpt, just ask ^^ I'm happy if this helps even one person.

Also, remember that this is just my own way of doing things. Some of it may not work for you, and that's okay. Writers all grow in different ways and at different paces. Only you can write like you were meant to do.

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Blog. James Blog.

One of Us! is officially entering its second phase, during which Drew will watch and recap every entry in the James Bond film series. Before we dive into the recap of the first film in the series, Dr. No, Drew will briefly cover his history with the series, including the films he’s already seen and his impression of the series at this point.

I say, keep reading, old boy!

First of all, before I get too far into this very special entry, I’ve got to take a moment to tell Eli what a fantastic job he did with his latest recap. Great job, Chief! I completely agree with your assessment of “What a Difference a Date Makes”, and I agree that the last moment between Sophia and Dorothy on the couch is one of the sweetest moment of the whole series. You did a great episode justice, buddy, as only your recapping skillz could!

Now, I feel like Eli and I should take a moment to congratulate ourselves on officially making it to the second phase of One of Us! It’s been a long road, and we still have a ways to go, but we’ve put a lot of time and effort into making this blog the best it could be and I think we’ve earned a moment to pat ourselves on the back.

We can’t linger in this bout of self-congratulation for too long, though, because there’s still work yet to be done! I’m now taking on a whole new British franchise, but before I get started I need to take a moment to lay out my history with the James Bond franchise. Much like Doctor Who, I’ve dabbled a bit in the series before now. However, while I’d seen one episode of Doctor Who and one special (“The Long Game” and The Five Doctors, respectively) before starting One of Us!, I’ve actually seen a total of four Bond movies at this point. Specifically, I’ve seen Dr. No (1962), You Only Live Twice (1967), GoldenEye (1995) and Die Another Day (2002). I watched Dr. No for the first time in 2017 with my film discussion group, so it’s by far the movie I remember the most clearly. I’ll be more specific about my thoughts once I post my recap of that movie (which will be the next entry I post), but for now I’ll say that I enjoyed the movie, even though there were some wacky moments that I’ll have a good time poking fun at.

I watched You Only Live Twice and GoldenEye a few years back, and my recollection of them is hazy. I watched You Only Live Twice because I wanted to see Donald Pleasence as Blofeld (mainly because I’ve seen all the Austin Powers movies multiple times, and I wanted to see the inspiration for Dr. Evil in action), and honestly just about the only thing I remember about it is that Bond spends a good bit of the movie in yellowface. As far as what Blofeld’s scheme was or how Bond got involved in any of it in the first place, your guess is as good as mine. I watched GoldenEye because Eli had mentioned how great Judi Dench’s introduction as M was, and I’d always heard good things about the game that the movie inspired. I feel like I enjoyed myself while watching GoldenEye, but I don’t remember much beyond that scene or the big twist involving Sean Bean’s character. Die Another Day is a whole other story unto itself; I know it’s been probably close to a decade since I’ve seen it, but I have no idea how I saw it. Maybe it was on TV? I know I didn’t see it in the theater, and I don’t remember any of my friends or family owning a copy of it. It’s just there in my memory somehow, and I remember even less of its plot than GoldenEye or You Only Live Twice. I know Halle Berry’s in there, and I know there’s a really pale guy with diamonds stuck in his face somehow, but I have absolutely no clue what happens in the movie itself. I know for sure I watched this movie, but it’s like a big blank in my memory. I’ll be curious to see what comes back to me when it comes time to recap all three of these movies, because right now they’re these weird enigmas for me.

Beyond the movies I’ve watched (and forgotten), I’ve got the same general sense of who the character of James Bond is that I think just about everyone has. He’s a suave spy with a license to kill and an insatiable libido. I know he uses a lot of nifty gadgets and frequently gets into all sorts of scrapes involving people who either want to take over the world or just steal a bunch of money or something, and in the end he always saves the day in service of Her Majesty. I haven’t read any of the books, so that’s about as far as my grasp of the character goes. I’m very interested to see how my feelings for the character changes over the course of watching this series, and how I end up feeling about him once all is said and done.

I feel like I’m going into this phase of the blog in a much different mindset than I did with Doctor Who, and I think that’s a good thing. Whereas I was really digging my heels in with Who, Bond is more something that I’ve just happened to not dive into until now. I don’t have a ton of preconceived notions about this series, and I’m genuinely interested in diving into the movies and seeing all of Bond’s adventures myself. While this isn’t a project I would have undertaken on my own without this blog to prompt me, I’ll be glad to be able to say that I’ve seen all of these movies when One of Us! wraps up.

So, that’s where I am right now! I’m poised to start a very big project, and I’m excited to see where it goes! I’ll be posting my recap of Dr. No soon, but before then Eli will find out whether or not love has a price tag with his recap of the next episode of The Golden Girls, “Love for Sale”.

Cheerio!

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Choosing The Suitable Diamond Ring Proposal007

A marriage proposal will (with some luck) only occur and once into your life, so you’ll want it to be special and excellent. Soon after you’ve did wonders along the nerve to inquire, you’ll desire a inspiring and romantic route to put the concern. To assist you, let us discuss 21 specific marriage proposal ideas that will certainly develop a sizeable opinion:

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Require your girlfriend to precise spot the place possessed the initial time frame. Reminisce somewhat after which it say something such as, “We’ve got a fantastic excursion along to this point, and so I do believe we’re geared up to take the next phase for the reason that trip. I’m hoping you’ll do me the honor of marrying me.”

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The travels is the perfect time to recommend. Display the ring container just like an ornament within the tree. Once the continue existing has long been started, say, “Simply wait, there’s continue to another current.” Question your designed to find it or maybe just retrieve it and propose.

Another holiday break marriage proposal idea is to wrap the band field on the inside quite a few more prominent boxes, like Russian nesting dolls, so your sweetheart will think that the present is incredibly great. As every one tier is exposed, the laughs will raise. Get down on a particular joint most suitable given that the last compartment is started.

Give your sweetheart a delicate massage and spare the left-hand for carry on. When you rub that fingers, fall the band on and be ready to pop the problem.

Have fun playing a trivia gaming with each other. After it is your sweetheart’s turn, casually say, “Your question for you is: Would you like to wed me?” rather than inquiry drafted about the charge card.

Scavenger hunts are normally an engaging marriage proposal idea. Start off with a simple clue to somewhere near by, then choosing the suitable diamond ring marriage proposal ideas read more difficult as the scavenger hunt develops. Contain the final setting turned into a position that permit you to hide, and afterwards place out and get down on a particular joint.

Spell out the marriage proposal in the most place they aren’t ready for to find it, potentially choosing alphabet freezer magnets, making it in lip stick for the shower room vanity mirror, by using radiance-in-the-shadowy superstars to publish it on your sleeping quarters roof, or getting out of bed in advance and moving a fake publication post on the tremendous newspaper.

Build a path to the engagement diamond ring. One example is, scatter petals within the entry way for the room and workout significantly more petals to spell out “Do you want to wed me?” On the other hand, you could utilize candles to find a route, but be aware. You don’t melt off your home along!

Area sweet notices in numerous spots throughout the house. In each and every identify, generate something you take pleasure in regarding sweetheart and how to locate the subsequent be aware. During the last message say “For everybody these motives and more, I want to put in the remainder of my life on hand. Are you going to marry me?”

Come up with it using a jigsaw puzzle! Print out “Do you want to get married to me?” in a personalized jigsaw challenge on Shutterfly or Portrait Puzzles, and then have your sweetie address it.

Acquire a compartment of chocolate for your special girlfriend and take the place of a person sweets with all the band. As soon as they open it up, get on you knee to end the task.

You could also cover up the ring pack at a carton of eggs. Every time they head to make the morning meal, anticipate to decline to at least one leg.

Most movie movie theaters have practicing advertising and marketing glides just before the previews which can be acquired. Buy glide and make certain to go to the theater earlier ample.

Receive a streets busker to sing “Do you want to get married me?” once you go walking by. Ask, “Does one listen to what he’s singing?” Then reduce to 1 leg and place the concern.

When your designated flies commonly, get loved ones to become listed on you around the international airport where they’ll all last warning signs spelling out “Would you like to get married me?” since the girlfriend disembarks on the jet. Make certain you’re the only one positioning the “me” signal!

Method a surprise voyage choosing blindfolds and circuitous ways. When you buy for your holiday location – i hope, an impressive, hidden location – burst the concern. If you’re going to be right away, don’t ignore to bring along a plastic bag for your personal girlfriend!

Dining establishments can be popular areas to recommend. Call up in advance and receive their information on a sensible way to recommend in their own eating place. Most likely the proposal is put together out on a plate or even waiter delivers the diamond ring as well as your entrees.

By the beach, tell your girlfriend that you will sketch an image, though not to seek nonetheless since you want it to grab it proper. Post the marriage proposal within the fine sand, then bring in them onto see what you’ve established.

Wrap up an intimate picnic and set the band along with the treat. After the leisurely meals, make sure you ask your bee honey to generate from the dessert.

Skywriting is certainly an awesome, completely unique route to recommend. You could have an enchanting and personal marriage proposal, when also proclaiming your appreciate around the globe. One more option: find a jet to travel a banner ad with “Do you want to get married me, ___?” across your village.

For any wintery marriage proposal when there’s snowfall on the floor, store the snowfall into words or make a pull container brimming with purple pigmented standard water and spell out “Do you want to wed me?” with the snowfall.

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Proposing can be very overwhelming, even though youAndrsquo;re 100% convinced your partner will say yes! WeAndrsquo;ve create 33 proposal ideas to help make positive your proposal is particular in your life and often will make your other half’s evening…and if you would like any further encouragement, make sure you look over our have.

A Submit Field Proposal

For those who’re a hectic man, why not consider a submit box proposal equipment? Organized by proposal scheduling authorities The Proposers, their nifty systems will guarantee you have got all that you should art an excellent proposal – just wear’t ignore the ring!

The Really romantic Dinner party for just two Specify contains a recipe for pizza along with cardiovascular system shaped mould, personalized aprons, a candlestick, a checked out dinner table cloth along with a customized pizzas container for one to existing the completed device it. In addition it provides you with Andlsquo;He inquired’ and Andlsquo;She mentioned yes !’ props therefore, you’re set up for that blog post-proposal selfie!

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Selecting Proposal Organizers

They right behind the submit compartment proposal above, The Proposers, can deal with you to ultimately personalize establish your perfect proposal:

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There’s a great deal of weight that is provided with suggesting and that we use that stress from them so that they can utilize the occasion,Andrdquo; clarifies Daisy Amodio, founding father of The Proposers.

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Within the Commute

When your significant other usually spends lots of time commuting, why not enhance their process by proposing? Considerate bridegroom Adam organized for your herd of vocalists to wonder his bride to always be Lucy on the way your home. You can actuallyAndrsquo;t keep an eye on the recording without the need of finding goose lumps and crying!

A Scavenger Search

Prolong the anticipation with your proposal by making it a scavenger hunt. Abandon clues around your chosen specific location and allow your associate see their technique to you together with the band! It is normally as small-scale or as committed as you want – from notices around the house to friends placed in tactical sites available a town, each one of these having some other clue.

Say it With Plants

Present your loved one which has a fabulous bouquet of flower arrangements, and put the engagement ring within the center!

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Film Trailers

Possibly the two of you bonded more than a passion for films? Design your have video trailers relating to your association and finish it on ‘The Wedding: Emerging Soon enough?’ We like the case in point just below!

Make Use Of A Setting

Over a snowy occasion, why not top of your head exterior ahead of time to create out ‘Can You Get married to Me?’ while in the snow? Or if perhaps youAndrsquo;re at the shore, post it within the fine sand. You can even show the ring in any casing, like !

In a very Publication

If your spouse loves to look at, why not placed a note throughout their existing arrange to allow them to find? Take a look at a web site turner!

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On the other hand, you can use some outstanding e-book art form like this Etsy invention to help get the meaning through.

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Snapshot Recording

Show off your original area by producing a digital photo album of your life together to this point – it can actually consist of special occasions and holidays Andndash; and hands it for your partner. Abandon a section empty in the end called ‘The Wedding’. Make sure you be upon a single joint.

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On Period

Get a particular date from the live theatre or on a live performance honestly wonderful by arranging a proposal. One of our real wedding girls was proposed to on stage for a Teach show – her man put up all around the stage front door the evening previously to wait to ask the music band whenever they’d assist in his proposal the second event!

Just be sure you straightforward it using the performing artists upfront – level crashing and remaining thrown out will never be amorous.

Skywriter

When youAndrsquo;re sensation a touch display, why not request a skywriter to produce from the proposal on the heavens? ItAndrsquo;s a superb alternative if you and your other half like cloud observing.

With a Athletic Online game

You may bonded through your love of nfl football, or maybe you achieved in the regional rugby go well with? Get a leaf from Kanye Western side’s manual – he recommended to Kim Kardashian using the large panel for a baseball video game.

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On the Aeroplane

Impressed by a further enchanting groom from my , why not request if you can take over the tannoy and propose about the jet? It’s the ideal way to get started your vacation in style.

On Vacation

Market research on your part Andamp; Your Wedding discovered that above sixty-six per cent of marriage get active on holiday, and it makes sense. You’re out of the house, just the two of you, in a very lovely configuration. All you need to do is offer the gemstone and you simplyAndrsquo;re sorted.

Rose Petal Pathway

Make returning home from perform all the more of interesting adventure by causing a path of increased petals from your front door to a place in your house. Be patiently waiting with a bottle of champagne with an engagement engagement ring.

Refrigerator Magnets

For people with youngsters at your residence (or perhaps youAndrsquo;re just small at cardiovascular), your refrigerator could very well be engrossed in alphabet refrigerator magnets. Maximize them and spell out a proposal principles Andndash; and make certain thereAndrsquo;s bubbly chilling within the refrigerator.

Dvd Evening

Quite often a comfortable day in proposal perhaps be the most loving. Put in place an enchanting motion picture night-time for your other partially with this wonderful Dvd Nights Proposal Package on the Proposers. It offers personalized popcorn boxes, a custom made DVD claim, an huge admission, gourmet popcorn plus a clapperboard and chalk pencil so you can personalise it with your personal communication. Certainly, it arrives with equipment for a proposal selfie!

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Along with a Cake

Everyone loves cakes do you know why not feature it for your proposal? GC Couture have created a cake only for proposals Andndash; created to appear as if an famous Tiffany band package, you can put your personal ring at the top, and then utilize the scrumptious care for soon after.

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On your Picnic

Plan an enchanting picnic and hide the diamond ring compartment through the hamper! Make sure that your fascinating compartment consists of celebra

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