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severefartoholic · 7 months ago
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tarnishedxknight · 7 months ago
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A Bit About Lost Civilizations and the Muses' MCU Verse
{out of dalmasca} I've got some thoughts about how I've structured the MCU verse on this blog with regard to Ivalice being a past civilization that's been forgotten by the modern world. Below the cut for length. =)
So I was watching “Paranormal Caught On Camera,” which… it’s an entertaining show, I’m not gonna lie, but let’s be real, it’s kindof kooky, heh. It’s full of pseudoscience, wild speculation, and testimony from “experts” that are anything but. However, they were discussing how these three pyramid formations in Boznia and Herzegovina that were previously thought to be largely naturally formed, might actually be manmade. And people have gone inside them and investigated things and whatnot and it kindof devolved from there because they’re finding spirit orbs and commenting that the air quality inside is better than outside and that the insides of the pyramids are “self-cleaning.”
Just a side note on that because the teacher in me feels the need to clear some things up, lol. As an environmental scientist, I can tell you, it’s probably just that we weren’t producing the same kinds or levels of air pollution back then that we are now, haha. So the air inside the sealed pyramid might be “cleaner” relative to the particulates, ozone, greenhouse gases, and VOCs (volatile organic compounds) that we are either pumping into the air or causing the production of through our destructive human industrial activities. Also, underground structures sometimes have better air because soil, sediment, and plants can filter the air through various metabolic, chemical, and microbial processes. I’d… do an air test for toxic mold, though, haha, because that’s one of the things that has been known to cause the supposed “curses” that befall those who open sealed Egyptian tombs.
Anyhoo… all of the speculation of the “experts” on the show about this led to some to be like… well maybe they knew how to purify air better than us or who knows what their society was like. I was laughing at this point, but actually what one of the commentators said made me this of the MCU verses for my muses on this blog, where they’ve been yeeted from their “ancient” time to the present day. She said, and I’m paraphrasing because she was talking faster than I could type, and I type pretty damn fast, lol:
“The idea that entire human civilizations have been lost and aren’t even recorded in our history books is not a new one. Take the lost city of Atlantis, for example, lost beneath the sea. Who knows what they were capable of, what they knew. It isn’t just that an entire civilization disappeared under the sea, it’s that an intelligent, knowledgeable, and well-informed civilization disappeared under the sea. There is a theory that what we think of now as ancient history, with caves paintings and the invention of the wheel and production of fire and everything… that that was actually a reset button from this earlier, incredibly capable, potentially magical age of human culture that has now been completely lost to us.”
My brain went right to the idea that Ivalice was a lost, dead-end path in human (and others too) civilization that, although it existed before present day civilization, did not directly lead to its evolution. The progress in science, technology, warfare, and magic that Ivalice had was lost, and whatever pieces of it we have now had to be reinvented at some point, organically, from square one. It’s the idea that whatever befell civilizations like the mythical Atlantis, or Ivalice in the MCU verse on this blog, was so catastrophic as to obliterate enough of civilization to cause the majority of its progress to be permanently lost to future generations. And that’s such an interesting fictional, hypothetical rabbit hole for my mind to go down, it’s like total brain candy.
I’m going to stick with the MCU verse on this blog going forward, so I’m talking about Ivalice being in the past of the modern world. What this means is… whatever we “still have today” that’s “left over” from Ivalice… actually isn’t. Those are things that mankind invented again. Developed again. Led to again. Had a need for again. And anything that we don’t “still have” from that lost time period (e.g. magic or certain types of weaponry, aviation technology, alchemy, magic, etc.) were things that were needed then but not now. Or they were things that were invented on a whim, by luck, in a perfect storm type of moment, that didn’t happen again in the “reset button” path that civilization took following the destruction of Ivalice.
And even things like non-human races, ores, flora, fauna etc. that existed back then but not now, have either been lost to extinction, or still exist today… but by a different name. Nethicite poisoning mimics or parallels radiation poisoning in many ways. What if nethicite and uranium are actually the same thing? I mean, I realize they’re different colors when ignited, heh, but it’s all fictional, I’m just using it as an example. What if chocobos were just larger versions of or precursors to the dodo? What if a lot of the “magic” of Ivalice can now be explained today with physics, energetics, chemistry, or other science and technology fields? Or, what if some people capable of “magic” were actually performance artists practicing sleight of hand type tricks and master illusions like today’s magicians? What if some of them just knew how to manipulate or influence the perceptions of others through psychological techniques? My point is, it’s possible that mankind did go down some of the same paths of reasoning, discovery, production, and innovation that they did earlier, and that this is just the natural way that humans evolve their intelligence, but that those things are called very different things and are thought of in very different contexts in more modern times.
I… have absolutely no point to this rant other than that what that one commentator said on this show sent my brain reeling into a really fun mental candy store and I felt like sharing, haha. But I would love more threads that deal with these sorts of things. I don’t know if I interact with any muns who have muses who could/would fill these sorts of roles, but… threads about teaching people from Ivalice to fly modern aircraft or even just showing them quinjets or helicopters and having that meeting of their tech vs. modern tech. Threads about magic users casting different spells and measuring/studying the energy scientifically and actually measuring the resulting effects of the spells to see what’s going on and whether it’s similar to anything they know today. Or taking them to a museum to see the bones and recreated figures of animals, insects, and other things to see if they recognize anything, or showing them relics of what we call “ancient civilizations” to see if they mean anything to them.
I’m obviously not saying do these things in detail in the threads, haha, but I mean just an overview of putting them in this situation and having that collision of past and present. That would be so interesting to write. I volunteer any of my people on this blog for those kinds of threads, and I could also volunteer people like Tony Stark as guest muses if we need someone to take them to museums or to scientifically measure things. But otherwise, thank you for coming to my TED talk on this subject! XD
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thiscrimsonsoul · 2 years ago
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yeah, I too noticed that many fans lost respect for wanda after wv, not so much because of her actions, since it's possible to like characters who do villainous stuff, but rather how she was portrayed. it's ok to say that agatha was manipulating her, that's true. but it's NOT ok to imply that she was the victim in the westview situation. I feel bad for her because she's getting all the hate for the bad writing, but people don't like professional victims. the karenization of wanda was a disaster.
{out of paprikash} Okay... "karenization" is definitely a word that needs exist, haha. It's perfect. But yeah, I get what you mean. I've just been trying to write her in a way that's consistent with how she started and follows some of the comics, and not so much in all the directions they've taken her in the MCU. I mean as far as her personality and dialogue and things that, you're right, make her kindof a karen at times.
I think we can all agree that Wanda has been through a lot, that she and those she loved had been treated unfairly at times, and that she needed help. And we can all agree that Agatha was throwing gasoline onto the fire and lemon juice onto the paper cuts, heh, exacerbating the situation. That still doesn't make it okay for Wanda to enslave a whole town. Maybe she didn't realize she was doing it at first, but there was a point at which she did realize it... and still didn't stop. That's the point for me where she stopped being a victim, or stopped having the potential to be called a victim. If you knowingly continue to hurt others to get what you want, even if your reasons for waning those things are understandable, it's still not okay.
However, I can ignore the noise of the MCU wanting ratings, money, shock value, and all these other things that should have nothing to do with characterization or plot but unfortunately always do nowadays. I can ignore all of that and just try to write the core character with the road she's gone down, but with a much more personality-realistic way for her. But if you're not a writer of fanfiction or rps, if you're not an artist, if you're not someone who can take a scaffold that's provided to you and change it into something you like better or that you feel works better for the character, then I can see how frustrating this would be. I'm sure many fans who don't engage in creative hobbies like that and therefore didn't have outlets to provide alternatives to what they saw in the movies, were just disgusted by the time WandaVision and DSMoM came out and just said screw this. I think that's a shame, but I totally understand.
I would hope that they would take her in a better direction (not better morally, but better in terms of being more true to her character) after this, but honestly, I don't trust the MCU. Like many big production companies, they're focused more on making blockbusters than they are on telling good stories and creative consistent, relatable characters.
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gear-project · 3 years ago
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Having finally gotten my hands on Happy Chaos, here are my thoughts:
Playing "as" him makes me feel like I'm the type of guy who HATES fighting games and just would rather be doing something else (that is not TRUE in any sense, but my playing style with him makes me look like I'm the laziest player in the world.... it's hilarious actually).
He has a hard time "transitioning" out of At the Ready stance, so it takes a bit to get used to manually putting the gun away so you can safely block. Also I can't aim for crud with him, even with Concentration.... but I think that's the point of this character!
He's got some serious physical comedy going on, and his win pose has different results (as does Scapegoat)... it had me bust out laughing.
Deus EX Machina is an "Anti-Nagoriyuki" tool, so take full advantage of it. Heh heh heh. I found myself using it on the boss in arcade mode many times... Just be careful not to be in "sword range" when you use it since you can still be hit while firing after startup.
He has some good fundamental normals and surprising range for his limbs, so I wouldn't underestimate him... he's also more fun to fight against in up-close scraps, since he can lay on the pressure with his bullets and curse if he needs to.
Oh... and I have a *lot* to say about his Arcade Story Episode in the near future... he revealed a lot of stuff I kindof already suspected was true... but to hear it explained plainly from word of mouth was incredible.
This guy knows a lot, but I wouldn't trust him as far as I could throw him.
He's like the antithesis of Ky.... no skill, no motivation, just... random... whatever, and yeah.... and he DOES pull that off with gusto.
Expect a play video in the near future.
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nightacquainted · 3 years ago
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7: Name a time when you really wanted to punch your muse.
8: Name a time when you really wanted to hug your muse.
{out of the tunnels} I realize most people haven’t seen Vincent’s show, so I will try to give context for these questions! Below the cut because long:
7: Name a time when you really wanted to punch your muse.
I can’t really ever imagine myself wanting to punch Vincent in the face, haha, but I’ll assume this question essentially means having like a “What the hell were you thinking?!” sort of moment with them, heh. I would have to say probably season 3 episode 10, in which Vincent sets a drug lab on fire and kills a lot of people either himself or with the fire. This is kindof a long story, heh. SPOILERS AHEAD if you haven’t seen the show.
So... the man who ultimately kidnaps and orders the death of Catherine (a dude named Gabriel) also holds hers and Vincent’s son hostage. She basically had the baby and then was killed. What the show does is... after Vincent finds his son and Gabriel is killed by Diana (the detective assigned to investigate Catherine’s murder), it goes back in time to a previous point in the story. Catherine is still dead, but Gabriel is still alive and Vincent hasn’t reclaimed his son yet. So Vincent is in a really vulnerable emotional state. He’s grieving the loss of his love and worried for his son.
At that point, a character named Rolley is reintroduced from earlier in the series. Rolley is a mentally challenged musical prodigy who is also unfortunately addicted to drugs. To feed his addiction, he tries to hold up a liquor store and gets shot. He ends up in the tunnels and is treated by Father who refuses to give Rolley enough pain medication because it’s similar to what he’s addicted to. Rolley tries to beg Vincent for more drugs to ease the pain. In his damaged emotional state, Vincent is so upset at seeing Rolley so torn apart by his addiction that he seeks out the drug dealers in the area and ends up trashing their lab and killing them. The lab just happens to be owned by Gabriel, which honestly seemed like an extraneous plot point if you ask me, heh.
Now... while I understand both Vincent’s fragile state of mind and how upset he was to see a kid he so deeply believed in be destroyed by addiction, up until this point Vincent always used violence as a last resort and never went looking to actively hurt people. This was the first time he really cut loose and deliberately hurt people because he was angry and in the name of vigilantism. So it was definitely a moral deviance for the character. I definitely would have figuratively punched him in the face for it.
I get what the show was trying to do with it, though. When Vincent was also captured by Gabriel, he got taunted a lot. Gabriel tried to show him that they were the same, both monsters. To accomplish this, he presented Vincent with the doctor who actually administered the fatal injection to Catherine and told him to go ahead and kill him to sate his anger. Vincent chose not to, and at the time, it’s not immediately clear to the viewer why he would spare the doc’s life. Gabriel killed the man shortly afterward anyway, but... when the show goes back in time with the episode I was describing above, Diana talks to Vincent after he trashed the drug lab and basically says to him, “What kind of father do you want your son to have?” I think that question and really the whole conversation he has with Diana at that point help him to focus more on what was important rather than on his own anger and grief. It puts the scene viewers saw previously but that actually takes place later in time when Vincent chooses not to take out his anger on the doctor who killed Catherine into much better focus. That conversation he had with Diana was, I think, the verbal equivalent of a punch in the face, heh, so yeah, I’d say I would have done the same thing she did with him at that point.
8: Name a time when you really wanted to hug your muse.
MORE SPOILERS AHEAD! The obvious answer to this would be after Catherine died. Probably once he’s done taking her body back to her apartment and he’s back down in the tunnels. He just needs a hug so bad. Although I never really bonded with Catherine as a character and I personally would have shipped Vincent with two other characters before her on the show, I respect very much that he loved her deeply. So in light of that, I would feel very empathetic at that point because he was just so low. Not only was she dead but he felt responsible in a way, because he didn’t find her fast enough. He didn’t save her. It was just so sad, and I definitely would have been hugging him a lot during that time if I could have, heh.
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giggly-squiggily · 4 years ago
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so happy to see you back, and those headcanons for kabu were precious! dunno if this is too muck to ask, but can i request a kabu and reader fic? (doesnt have to be x reader but,,i love him) ive just been a bit of an emotional slump, and those headcanons and your writing have helped me pick myself back up when i was kindof sad before
Hi anon! I hope you are doing okay! I’m sending you good vibes and lots of virtual hugs! Don’t worry- it is never too much to ask for Kabu content! I was looking for a reason to keep writing for him! I hope you like the fic!
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When you entered Kabu’s gym, shoulders slumped and heart heavy, you found Kabu kneeling in the middle of the gym, eyes closed in meditation. He was a picture of peacefulness, and for the briefest of moments, you hesitated, not wanting to disturb him. However, he turned to look at you over his shoulder, grey eyes kind. “Oh, (Y/N). Come in.”
With your hesitation dissipated, you tried to smile, though the expression felt forced. You quickly ducked your head as you took off your shoes, hoping to hide your expression. As you walked towards the fire gym leader, Kabu’s grey eyes followed you, growing more concerned as you kneeled beside him, mimicking his meditative pose. “Are you alright, (Y/N)?”
You turned to Kabu once more, ready to plaster a smile on your face once more. “Oh, I’m…” Seeing Kabu’s stern expression, you felt the lie die from your lips. There was no getting around Kabu. “I’m...not okay.” You bowed your head, looking at your hands as you looked for the words. “As of late I’ve just felt so...blue. I don’t really know how to describe it, but I just can’t seem to find the energy to smile lately.”
After a beat of silence, you heard the sound of Kabu scooting closer to you on the mat, before a comforting hand was placed on your shoulder, gently pulling you against his chest. You felt yourself smile at Kabu’s kind gesture, returning the hug. “Thanks Kabu-AH!” You let out a squeak when the fire gym leader’s fingers pressed quickly into your ribs. “K-Kabu?” You asked, peering up at his kind smile. “Sorry, (Y/N). You’re slouching. We can’t let that happen.” More fingers gently pressed into your ribs, earning the softest, sweetest giggles from your lips.
 “Heehehehheehhehehhe! K-Kahahhabuhuhuhu!” You laughed, trying to wiggle away from his tickly fingers. This proved useless, as Kabu had trapped you in the devious tickle hug.“Heh, listen to that! You look happier already!” The fire leader teased gently, a warm smile spreading over his lips as he scratched his fingers along your sides. “You know, Nessa and Milo would grow glum from time to time. This always does the trick.” His hand quickly reached up and gave your armpit a friendly prod, making you squeal. 
“KAHAHHAHAHAHAHBUHUHUHU! PLEHEHEHHEHEHEASE!” You laughed, tears of mirth pricking your eyes. Kabu laughed softly before finally easing his tickles, opting for soothing circles on your back as you caught your breath, residue giggles escaping your lips. “Are you okay, (Y/N)?”
You nodded, your laughter quieting down as you caught your breath. Kabu patted your back gently, a thoughtful look passing over his face. “(Y/N), I might not know what’s making you so blue, and you don’t have to share the details if you don’t want to. I want you to know that you are a strong, wonderful person, and you are enough.” Kabu gave you a gentle squeeze, a warm, reassuring smile on his kind face. “You’ll get through this. I know you can. If you ever need someone to talk to, or even just a hug, you’re always welcome to come by.”
You looked up at Kabu, taking in the kind words he spoke to you. After a moment, you reached out and wrapped your arms around Kabu once more, squeezing him as tightly as you could. “Thanks Kabu...I appreciate it.” The fire gym leader smiled and returned the hug, happy to help.
“Anytime, (Y/N).”
I hope you like it! I hope you have an amazing day!
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armed-and-alxne · 6 years ago
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Purple Daze: a stoner/drugs headcanon.
Okay, so... my boring headcanon for this is that Luther doesn’t do drugs. Period, heh. He’s kindof rigid about this, too. He doesn’t even take pain medication unless it’s seriously crippling pain. He’d have to have a broken bone or something really bad before he’ll take anything for pain. He’s even been shot and stabbed before and didn’t take any meds, heh. It’s almost like an obsession with him to avoid things like that.
The reason for this is two-fold. Firstly, when he was working for Andrei, he was expected to be on call 24/7 and always ready and alert to do whatever needed to be done. If he was called upon and didn’t answer because he was sleeping or showed up in a compromised state, he would have either been beaten for it, or verbally reprimanded, or maybe even fired, depending on his age at the time and what exactly he did. It was a serious matter because of the nature of Luther’s relationship with his boss/semi-adoptive-father. The whole “life debt” thing really instilled in Luther that he lived to serve Andrei and that his life wasn’t his own. So that really kept him from even trying drugs and he stayed away from any medications for pain or whatever else that might make him drowsy or confused in any way. He needed to be 100% functional all the time.
Secondly, Luther saw plenty of drug use while working for Andrei, including Evan and Irwin smoking pot, and many of Andrei’s friends and other underlings partaking of cocaine, heroine, and speed. He was honestly disturbed by what he saw and heard. He didn’t like the way various drugs impair speech, remove inhibitions, and physically impair people to the point of potentially hurting themselves accidentally. In Luther’s line of work, one misspoken word or misplaced gesture could be utterly disastrous. If he embarrassed Andrei in front of his friends or embarrassed the family in any way, Luther was in for a whooping, and if it was serious enough, he might have even been killed for it. So, Luther felt that he needed to make sure he was in control of his words and actions all the time and in front of everybody around him, because at any point someone could report what he was doing back to Andrei. Seeing the effects drugs had on others was enough to deter him from using them himself.
Having said that, Luther smoked regular cigarettes like a chimney until he was in his late twenties, stopping only for financial reasons and convenience sake. But smoking was acceptable to his boss, so that wasn’t a problem, and it didn’t impair him mentally or physically.
Luther’s one vice in the drug department, if it can be called a drug, is alcohol. Being the right-hand man of a Russian mafia boss, Luther learned to love vodka at a very early age. If someone wanted him to drink, whether it was his boss or his boss’ friends or colleagues, he drank. No questions asked. It was rude not to accept it and it could embarrass Andrei in front of powerful allies. So he drank a lot on the job whether he liked it or not. Fortunately he has a very high tolerance for alcohol and can pack a lot of it away before he’s noticeably impaired.
After leaving home and once he was free of Andrei and his duties, Luther became exceedingly lonely and depressed, and he turned to alcohol. Although he was decent about managing it and didn’t become a full-fledged alcoholic, he did skirt it quite closely. Vodka, bourbon, and beer are his drinks of choice, and yeah, he does have the occasional overdoing-it-session if his emotions bottom out. But he doesn’t feel the same pressure to be presentable and functional all the time, so with that constraint removed, he’s unfortunately freer to wreck himself, haha. Even so, he still doesn’t turn to drugs. I think the ways he saw it affect people he knew will always deter him from using for the rest of his life.
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after-the-fxll · 7 years ago
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6, 7, 8, 9, 10
6: What motivates yourmuse to get up in the morning?
Honestlyjust to live life. Aryx has such a lust for life, and so every new day bringmore opportunities to try new things, learn new things, explore the world, meetnew people… all things he very much loves to do.
7: Name a time whenyou really wanted to punch your muse.
I don’tthink I’ve ever wanted to punch him? He’s never made me even slightly angry ordisappointed, he’s just too positive and kind of a muse, heh.
8: Name a time whenyou really wanted to hug your muse.
Hmm… Either after his mate was killed or just after he fell from the heavens. Either time he was just a broken bby and I wanted to hug him until he felt better. 
9: Has your muse evermade you cry? If so when/how?
Icried a lot when I wrote the days following his fall, to be honest. Gettinginside his head at the time was very stressful because he was grieving for hismate, he’d just fallen from heaven, he’d suffered horrific wounds as a result,and he was now so much farther away from his god and that left him feeling coldand depressed. In Aryx’s fictional world, angels are empowered, uplifted, andmade happy by the presence of their respective gods. It’s like if the god is afire giving off light and heat and the angel is able to benefit from that lightand be comforted by that warmth. If the distance between them is increased, theangel’s world becomes darker and colder. And I mean angels love their creatorsand want to serve them and make them happy (unless they morally fall, that is),so falling from the heavens and being so far away from them on earth isdevastating. They miss them. So Aryx was dealing with all these emotions andwas just so broken for those first few days that he made me cry several timeswhile writing it.
10: Describe yourmuse's aesthetic.
Something in between a hippie and a surfer dude? Hahaha... He likes to go barefoot, his jeans have holes, he’s got a full sleeve of tattoos on his left arm, he wears graphic tees and has piercings... He’s just kindof a laid back dude with his own personal style. Who also has four huge wings coming out his back haha. So if there’s a name for that kind of aesthetic, let me know. XD
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me-protect-you · 7 years ago
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Meta: Leeloo & Diva Plavalaguna
{out of chicken} Look out, folks, ‘cause here comes a meta flyin’ at you, haha. Can we talk about the Diva Dance/Plavalaguna’s death/Leeloo is injured scene? It’s this scene here. And then after that, here.
With my writer’s brain, I tend to read between the lines of things, add background and depth where there is none, or overthink small details to the point of wondering about their real significance. It’s fun for me, actually, and I’m kindof trained to do it at this point by years and years of writing. I’ve written my own books, created my own worlds, made up my own fictional languages, and created thousands of characters. While doing that, you kindof learn to flesh things out to a certain level of detail, even if that detail isn’t exactly relevant to the final story or even gets used in the final draft. So part of the fun of being a fan of something is filling in the gaps in the canon with more detail (as those of you who follow my Nuada already noticed I tend to do with canons). I’ve also run my own D&D games, which again, forces you to think about all possible options your players might pick, and to make sure every aspect of your world/campaign is fleshed out enough so that, should your players decide to go there/do this/talk to this person, you’re not scrambling to come up with things on the fly.
This is what I’m going to do for this little section of The Fifth Element, go through it detail by detail and spill all my observations and theories regarding various things. There isn’t really a point to this meta other than that I have a ton of feels/observations/headcanons regarding this set of events and I feel like sharing, heh. Enjoy, and feel free to reply to this post or comment on what I’ve said however you like!
It’s under the cut because LOOONG, heh. Those of you on mobile where Read More links don’t work, I’m sorry for the humongous post. XD
If You Haven’t Seen The Fifth Element…
If you’ve already seen the movie, you can skip this part. If not, lemme explain a bit so you understand what’s going on. The plot to The Fifth Element basically boils down to this: five elements need to be combined together to create a weapon of light in time to stop an ancient evil that wants to eradicate all life. The evil is basically an angry sentient planet that is approaching earth and wants to end life as we know it forever. The five elements are the traditional earth, wind, fire, and water… with a fifth element, which is Leeloo (my muse).
Now, they never really said what Leeloo was. A supreme being engineered with perfect DNA, yes, but as far as being a fifth element, they came just shy of flat out saying she was the physical embodiment of love, which is my closest guess. But in most religions/cultures with five elements, the fifth one is not love. In traditional Asian cultures, there are five elements and two of them are wood and metal. In the Wiccan religion, the fifth element is spirit/soul. If you’re an elf (haha), you have seven elements: earth, air, fire, water, spirit, light, and magic. So… I’m inclined to think that Leeloo sort of embodies a few things, love and light being the majority.
Anyhoodle, the five elements have to combine together, and aside from Leeloo, the others exist as sacred stones that will be activated to embody their elements when the time comes. Of course there are various people who want these stones for nefarious reasons, and because humans are among the most untrustworthy races in the galaxy, the stones could not be left on earth. They were instead entrusted with other races, with the chain of custody eventually leading to Plavalaguna. This is her:
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She’s… basically an alien opera singer, haha. A tall, graceful, serene chick. At such time as the ancient evil becomes a threat, she will bring the stones to earth, another race will bring Leeloo to earth, they’ll all combine, weapon destroys ancient evil, problem solved. Except it didn’t go down that smoothly. Leeloo’s ship gets blown up and she has to be rebuilt from a single one of her cells. Plavalaguna… somehow has the stones inside her own body, tricking anyone who thinks the case her entourage carries around with her actually contains the stones. The plan is to meet with her after she gives a singing performance, get the stones, go to a temple in Egypt, combine everything with Leeloo, and make this weapon of light. Instead… these gnarly, grouchy, war-loving alien dudes called mangalores who are also after the stones crash the party and kill a bunch of folks, including Plavalaguna… which… turned out to be advantageous because she was shot in her abdomen, creating easy access to the stones inside her body.
Now… as she’s performing her song and it picks up its pace, the movie cuts back and forth between that and Leeloo taking on some mangalores in another part of the Fhloston Paradise resort everybody’s staying at. After that fight scene, and after Plavalaguna’s song ends, Leeloo is shot by the head baddie and cries in pain as Plavalaguna dies. I’m going to discuss from the time the diva starts her song to Leeloo being rescued after everything is over.
How/why did the stones get inside Plavalaguna?
So this is something I’ve thought a lot about. I mean, if the world is such that humans are capable of rebuilding a living being from a single cell… then I’m guessing Plavalaguna’s race has a way of getting those stones inside her body without cutting her open? Or maybe they have to do some kind of surgery but she heals really fast? (And well, since she didn’t seem to have any scars.) The second theory seems unlikely, as she didn’t heal at all after being shot in the abdomen. Maybe they were surgically inserted but the scar doesn’t show, or they have some way of beaming them in, haha. I guess we’ll never know. I also wonder, was she told to do this? was she chosen? Did she volunteer? I headcanon that she volunteered. She was that kind of stand-up chick. =)
I have heard/read some people say that her costume in the movie is terrible because her actress can’t even walk right, she kindof waddles like a penguin. In my early years of loving this movie, I chalked it up to well, she’s an alien. Who’s to say how she should walk? That she doesn’t walk like a human is irrelevant. She’s not human. But more recently I thought… maybe it’s because she’s got all those damn stones in her body and it’s freaking uncomfortable! Look at these things!
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She had four of those inside her! Haha, I mean… really, how would you walk if your body cavity was full of four heavy, one-foot-tall stones? And even with that, she’s still thinner than me and sings better too. -_-
But… I digress. When/why was it decided that she should put the stones inside herself? Was this decided literally right when the evil came to earth, or has she been walking around with these stones inside her ever since the stones left Egypt 300 years ago? It begs the question of how old Plavalaguna actually is. To me, she seems like a very old and wise being, just from her calm and gentle demeanor and her reactions to certain things. I always headcanoned that she’s had the stone inside her for a long time, but maybe I’m wrong about that.
Assuming they got inside her fairly easily and regardless of when they were put inside her, how did she… expect… to get them back out… without dying? I mean… had she not been shot, how exactly was she planning to give the stones to Korben and Leeloo? She’d… have to be cut open anyway. Right? Which brings me to my next headcanon.
Headcanon: Plavalaguna knew she was going to die and was fine with it.
And I don’t mean in the obvious sense of, well the stones had to come out somehow so she knew she’d have to be cut open. I mean she knew she was going to be shot and pretty much knew everything that was going to happen at that performance before it even occurred. I have a number of clues that indicate this to me. First of all, her song is prophetic. I don’t mean the actual lyrics because I have no idea what she’s saying, haha. But her gestures… mimic what happens right afterward in the first, slower, sadder part of her song. Here is a video of her performing the song so you can watch it and see for yourself (more specifically this part here), but I will also explain.
After her song ends, she’s shot in the abdomen and lifts up her arms gracefully and dramatically before falling to the floor. She’s held by Korben as she tells him that Leeloo is fragile and needs his help and love or she’ll die. She then says the stones are “in me,” and shortly after, she “gives” them to him as he pulls them from her body. If you watch her gestures in the first part of her song, there’s a part at which it picks up pace a little bit and becomes foreboding in sound, like a part of Macbeth or something, heh. She lays her hands over her abdomen, looks at her hands as one might do if there was blood on them, and then lifts her arms up…much in the way she ends up doing very soon after when she is actually shot. Her next gesture is to cross her hands over her heart and smile… which to me is a symbol of love. Next she makes motions almost like she’s cradling something in her hands. Finally, she connects with Korben in the audience, making a giving motion in his direction. This is enough for me to believe that she knew exactly what was about to go down and the song was meant to foreshadow that.
Something else that makes me think she knew about all this in advance is the way she handled it. If you were shot, wouldn’t you be scared, angry, in pain, something? Especially if the fate of the world depended on people getting stones out of your insides? She’s just… not. In fact, she falls very gracefully and does not look to be in very much distress at all, save for a couple blue tears that fall from her eyes. Instead, she’s calm, smiling, answering Korben’s questions… as if to say, this is my destiny, it’s up to you now. She’s not screaming about what he has to do or what’ll happen if he doesn’t, she’s perfectly calm. She strikes me as a very wise being in the first place, but knowing this was all preordained in the first place kinda helps one get over it well before it actually happens, heh.
And if this is really the case, then let me take a moment to just process the fact that, knowing she was going to die and knowing the fate of life on earth hinged upon stones she had inside her, she still got up and sang an amazing song with all the emotion and skill of someone who wanted to genuinely make others happy. What a classy lady. Standing ovation. \(T^T)/
Headcanon: Leeloo knew Plavalaguna was going to die.
Leeloo seemed to have an awareness that stretched far outside herself… when she wanted it to. It wasn’t just limited to the stones and wherever they happened to be, because when the box that supposedly carried the stones was found to be empty, she knew about it. Now I suppose this could have just been a case of the way the movie presented it appearing as if Leeloo was realizing this information in real time, when really she’d just been informed in advance that the box was empty. I buy that, although I also buy her knowing about the other stones because all the five elements are linked. She seemed to have been informed in advance of the whole plan with Plavalaguna, unless you want to say she was telepathically realizing that as well. I choose to think that Leeloo was informed but also could see/feel some things outside herself. Whether or not she could hear Plavalaguna’s song where she was in the resort, I’m not sure… They cut back and forth so it seemed like it, but maybe she just knew that she was singing without really hearing it. I dunno… I tend to attribute a bit more magic to Leeloo than was probably intended. XD
Besides that, though, whether she could hear the song directly or she was choosing to link herself to Plavalaguna at the time as I headcanon, I believe Leeloo knew the diva was going to die. It could have been a prophetic thing where she knew in advance what was going to happen, or she may have been told look, the stones will have to be cut out of this person and she’s going to die in the process. My reason for thinking this is because during the first part of the song as the diva is performing, Leeloo is elsewhere in the resort doing this:
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Look at that face. She’s so sad! Now, I always thought that, if she could hear the music whether in reality or in her mind’s eye kindof a thing, that the sadness of the song’s tone at the beginning just overwhelmed Leeloo. She is a very emotional character, after all. But the more I think about it, the more I think she knew the diva was going to die and essentially hearing the song was the beginning of the end for a friend of hers, and that made her very sad. Which brings me on to the next headcanon…
Headcanon: Leeloo may have known Plavalaguna before the events that took place at the Fhloston Paradise resort.
I know I’m really making something of nothing here, but… when the stones were given to Plavalaguna and this whole plan (which Leeloo likely was made aware of in advance) was discussed and formulated, don’t you think they would have introduced Leeloo to the diva to make sure she knew exactly who she was supposed to rendezvous with? I’m imagining that there was a – probably very sweet – meeting between the two, and it might have only lasted a short time, and maybe it was even done remotely somehow, but I assume Leeloo would have really liked her. That and considering what the diva was willing to do for the sake of the world, Leeloo would have respected her a great deal as well. The way Plavalaguna speaks of Leeloo too as she’s dying to me has an almost motherly tone to it, like she not only cares about her as a weapon but also as a person. I’ll come back to that later...
So that makes Leeloo’s reaction to the song even sadder. She knows she’s about to lose a friend by the time the song ends… and there’s nothing that can be done about it. It has to happen. It’s her destiny. Even so, Leeloo probably wishes she could have prevented it somehow.
Headcanon: Leeloo was linked psychically and emotionally to Plavalaguna during the fight scene.
I have always headcanoned that the mimicry of movements between Plavalaguna and Leeloo during Leeloo’s fight with the mangalores was not just movie parallels for the sake of coolness. I believe they were linked, at least Leeloo was to the diva if not the other way around. This might have been because the stones were located inside her and Leeloo is spiritually connected to the other four elements. She could either hear the diva’s music in reality or in her head, and was using it to fuel her during that fight.
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At the end when she spreads her arms just like the diva does, there’s a smile on her face if you look close. It’s almost like a tribute to her. Especially because there was no other reason for Leeloo to make that gesture after the fight. She wasn’t one to gloat about killing people, even if they were assholes, heh.
Headcanon: Leeloo could feel Plavalaguna’s pain as the diva died.
If I headcanon that Leeloo was linked to Plavalaguna during her song, why would she not also be afterward? Especially since if I also headcanon that they knew each other beforehand, wouldn’t Leeloo want to “stay” with her friend until the end? Keep the link open until there was no more link to be had? I think so. Or even if it was a passive thing where she was linked to the other elements and until they were taken out of the diva, Leeloo felt everything she felt? Either way, I think there was some channeling of the diva’s situation by Leeloo going on. 
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Granted, Leeloo did cry out both “ow” and “help,” and she was obviously wounded, and maybe Milla Jovovich is just an amazing actress (not maybe, she is haha) and can cry like a boss and step all over my feels anytime she wants, but… the heartbreaking sound she made when she cried… really made me think there was emotional pain and grief in that crying, not just physical pain. I think she knew it was happening right then, that the diva was dying, and I believe she could feel the pain of her gunshot wound. That, combined with her own wounds sent Leeloo into an emotional spiral. Hence the incredibly sad crying that ensued.
Headcanon: Leeloo can be killed by her own emotions.
Okay I’m gonna go a little bit past the fight now, but bear with me, heh. I happen to think that her actually physical wounds after the fight were not life-threatening. She seems to have been shot on her arm (the only wound we actually see Korben tending to) and possibly on her side, but that’s it. Maybe on her leg too? Hard to tell because blood was kindof everywhere heh. But she passes out and then is super weak after the scene where the diva dies and she’s lying in the vent sobbing. Then later on the ship with Korben, she’s fairly alert again, enough to turn over and prop herself up while she reads stuff… until she reads about “war” in the encyclopedia. It upsets her so much that she starts crying again, and the next time we see her, she’s so weak and despondent that she can’t even sit up under her own power. I headcanon that Leeloo is a lot like an elf (for LotR fans out there, heh), in that if she feels grief or sadness or apathy too much, she can die from it.
This actually makes a lot of sense as far as what she is. She’s not a natural being, she’s an engineered being with a specific function, made to be the fifth element that will combine with the others and save the world. All the other elements have to be activated in some way. Wind blows, fire burns, rain falls, earth… well they never said what earth did, haha, but you get the point. So Leeloo too should have to be activated. And I mean you might be like well Korben kissed her and told her he loved her. Yes. And that was definitely a part of it. But with Leeloo it wasn’t just a solid action or a string of words that needed to be said like it was with the other elements. With her it was that she had to in a mental state to want to save the world. In order for her to feel that way, it had to have been proven to her that life was worth saving, which… at that point she was feeling like it wasn’t. So if the world was one that ought to be saved with things worth saving in it, those things would present themselves to Leeloo and activate her. If not, then she would not activate, not want to save the world, and the broken world would be destroyed. From a divine design point of view, it makes sense.
So it therefore makes a lot of sense that Leeloo would be very subject to her emotions, and she is presented as an extremely emotional creature, driven by her senses, thoughts, feelings, and intuition rather that facts and rational thought. So I think that what was really killing her at the end was the combination of feeling her friend die, then being shot, then reading about war and all its horrors. She was dying of despair, a loss of faith, and a feeling that she had no use other than to save the world and that no one would want her after that, not of gunshot wounds. Korben tells her love is worth saving, but Leeloo doesn’t know love, and fears she never will.
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Plavalaguna alludes to this, telling Korben that Leeloo “needs your help, and your love, or she will die.” Help, yes, because she’s injured, but she also needs love… or she will actually die from grieving for love never obtained. It’s just as important and essential to her health as patching up her physical wounds. I also thought it was very poignant that the diva chose to word it that way. Not, “say you love this girl or the world will end and you’ll all be completely screwed,” haha, but rather, “she needs your love to survive, save her.” It shows that the diva cared for Leeloo as a being and not just as a weapon to save the world. Another reason why I think they must have met each other before the events of that day. Or possibly she just knew that the love had to be genuine for it to work and if it wasn’t to that point already, then saying it in an instant wasn’t going to make it true enough to activate Leeloo anyway.
Phew! That’s all I got, people! That was fun to write, heh. I hope someone actually bothers to read this, haha, and if so, I hope you enjoyed it. =)
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fasterthanmydemons · 5 years ago
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Apple, peach, and turnip. Have a frabjous day/night!
APPLE - first muse? 
{out of breath} Hmm... depends on what you mean by “first.” First OC I ever made? First one I wrote? First one I rped? First one I brought to Tumblr? XD Okay I’ll just list all the firsts I can think of, lol.
The first OC I ever created was a prince named Shian whose father, the king, died and he basically panicked and fled the kingdom because he didn’t want to be king. It was... a very simplistic story, the first book I had ever written. It was titled Story, haha. Eh, my teenage self thought that was supposed to be profound or something. 
The first OC I ever roleplayed was Silence Leaflin (also my pen name), who I played in a friend’s in-person D&D game. She was a half-human, half-vampire sorceress with a tiny bat familiar named Fizzle. She grew up in a very isolated and cult-like village who believed that sorcerers were cursed and doomed to die young, because every one born in the village had left in their teenage years and never come back. Really, what it was, was that once they left, they realized how crazy the village was and never wanted to go back, heh.
The first OC I felt like I ever really put a lot of effort into and fleshed out like a real person as far as world, background, timeline, personality, skill class, magic, race, mental health, etc. was Channe ( @fxcelessqueen ). I created her for the first D&D game I ever ran myself, and she is a main character in a fantasy book I never finished entitled The Mask of Truth. Unfortunately, I think she was just a little too weird for Tumblr, and her blog just never gained any permanent writing partners.
The first muse I ever wrote on Tumblr was Ned Stark of Game of Thrones, and it was completely by accident. I had a fan blog for the character that someone mistook for a rp blog, and they sent me an ask and just basically started rping... and I had been following rp blogs for GoT, so I knew what was going on, and instead of correcting the person, I just went ahead and rped with them. It ended up being a lot of fun, but the GoT fandom was a bit too expansive and oppressive as far a fans really wanting everything perfect in their rp threads for me to stay in it.
The first muse I ever deliberately brought to Tumblr and made a blog for was Nuada of Hellboy II ( @fallxnprxnce ), which is my main on this account. All other muses are sideblogs of his. He had been a favorite character of mine for a while and he was a very easy character for me to write, so I figured he’d be a great way to get into the whole rping community here on Tumblr. I had a lot of fun with him, but his blog has been dead for a while now. I intend to bring him back, but I need to revamp the blog first and I want to finish writing my Nuada in Silent Hill fanfic first. 
PEACH - least favourite muse?
Hahaha, well... I did have one completely failed baby on here. Lacryma ( @crackedbellsandsilenttears ). She has a really complicated back story, but simply put, she is a sentient spell of sadness who really just wants to be happy and make friends. In other words. If a spell could develop its own persona, and the longer it remained “alive,” the more it became like a real person, that’s what she would be like. She’s a character from The Mask of Truth world as well. The reason her blog failed was because I let it, pretty much the same day I created it, heh. So... what happened was that I thought she would be a neat character to write on Tumblr and I had seen a movie that had the perfect FC in it for her. Aaaaaaaand then I ended up really badly triggering the very first person I told about the blog because the FC was too scary. I... felt... HORRIBLE. And it basically killed my desire the write the character completely. Like I just felt so totally terrible that I had really upset this person that I just wanted nothing to do with the blog after that. I tried a little bit to write her, but... nah... It died, heh. I’ve been watching horror movies since I was little, and sometimes I forget that things are a lot scarier to other people than they are to me. I still feel really terrible about scaring that poor person, ugh.
TURNIP - most damaged muse?
Oh MAAAAN... That’s going to be a hard one to answer because that’s kindof my thing, heh. I tend to collect muses that have really been through SomeShit™. Almost all of my muses have tragic backstories and/or anxiety, stress, or trauma disorders. But hmm... let me think... Yeah, Imma split this one up too because I can’t pick just one, heh.
The most physically damaged muse would have to be my poor Nemmer-kins, haha. Nemesis ( @freewillacquired, of Resident Evil ) used to be a human man named Matt Addison, but he was captured by Umbrella after being infected with a highly mutagenic strain of the T-virus. Matt is a carrier of the virus (my headcanon), so instead of being killed by it and becoming undead, he suffered monstrous mutations, fueled by his own natural genetics and enhanced by experiments performed on him by Dr. Isaacs and Major Cain.
The results of the mutation were basically that he looks beyond recognition as a human. He’s a lot taller now, a lot more muscular, and is basically a tank that can take a shit ton of damage without dying. Basically as long as his brain is intact, he will regenerate. He is virtually unaffected by bullets, resistance to fire and nuclear blasts, and is of course immune to further infection by the undead. His teeth are razor sharp and oversized and he lacks lips, a nose, and ears. Well he’s got the holes for them, heh, but no physical ears or nose anymore. But after he is awakened and remembers himself, he’s basically a human man in the body of a horrifically mutated monster. And Matt’s a nice guy, heh. So, not to minimize the psychological anguish here at all by saying that Nemesis is my most physically damaged muse, because he’s in constant physical and emotional pain every minute of his life, basically. But yeah... no other muse has been so physically violated and had their body changed against their will the way Nemesis has.
My most mentally damaged muse... would be a tossup between Wanda Maximoff ( @thiscrimsonsoul ) , Luther ( @armed-and-alxne ), and Channe, I’m guessing. But... Channe actually makes a pretty good recovery over the decades of her life and becomes more stable and at peace with herself and what’s happened in her life, so Imma eliminate her. Early on in her life, yeah, but considering the whole journey of the character, she’s doing okay. And Wanda... we still don’t even know how she is going to deal with everything that’s happened to her. I guess we all have to wait for WandaVision. I’m guessing... not well at all, heh, but since we don’t know, I’ll eliminate her. That leaves Luther, who I guess is my most damaged muse baby, heh.
Luther was born to a father he never knew at all and a mother who didn’t want him and who was a drug addict and alcoholic. He was left to fend for himself and learned at a young age that if he didn’t want to be hungry he had to steal what he wanted. He was headed for the criminal justice system when was taken off the streets at age 12 by a man he looked up to as a father figure. The problem was, the man was the head of a bratva (Russian mafia family) and selected Luther specifically because he had a personality conducive to mental conditioning. By the time he was 16, Luther was conditioned to believe that he owed this man what is known as a “life debt,” which is basically... I saved your life so now you belong to me and owe it to me to spend your life serving me. Luther served this man and his family for 27 years as basically a glorified salve. 
He was everything to the family but never family. Bodyguard, bouncer, handyman, bartender, chauffeur, debt collector, security specialist, accountant.... and hitman. He was physically and mentally abused as a teenager into complete subservience, and to believe that he was innately a lesser human being. He was lucky to serve the family, was what he believed. Lucky to even be in their presence. He was in love with the man’s daughter for nearly all the years he was with the family but couldn’t ever say anything because he probably would’ve been killed for it. He watched her marry someone else, have kids, be happy... and then one day his boss asked him to kill her husband. Yep, his daughter’s husband. Long story.
Anyway, it went against everything Luther believed in because at his core he’s actually a very honorable and protective guy. But he’s so conditioned to obey... that he does it. And then his boss has him lie... to this woman he loves... and her kids... for months about it... and pretend like he had nothing to do with it. Anyway I won’t ramble on, but yeah, the mental prison this man lived in for almost 30 years, the speak only went spoken to, you work for the family but will never be family, on call 24-7, not permitted to have friends or a pet or a girlfriend nature of his life... was incredibly sad. In the end he gave his life for the woman he loved, taking a bullet for her. Because that’s the kind of guy he was, even under all those layers of abuse and trauma.
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perksofbeingawaifu · 8 years ago
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13,14,18?
13. what’s your favorite memory?
um...heh. my very favorite one is kindof a sexy one so...prolly not what you wanted but IMA TELL YOU FUCKERS ANYWAY. 
i had this awful teacher who made my sophomore year of hs hell, but that’s okay because that’s where i met my very sexy husband. at the end of the school year, we had a bonfire, just the two of us. we ripped up our notebooks and all of our tests and essays and threw heaps and heaps of it into the fire with a “fuck you shelob!” (that’s what we called this teacher). cathartic! then we made smores. And then because our hands were all sticky from the smores we decided to go out onto the docks. and then we decided to go in the water. there was a fat full moon and it was the only lighting on heavy dark night. and it was just the two of us in the water, holding each other and touching skin and kissing. ooer. i i felt like a water goddess bathed in moonlight. and i can still smell the early summer taste of lakewater. the sound of peepers. i remember the little painted turtles making their way to the lake, moving them off the road so they wouldn’t be crushed. the way our laughs echoed and bounced around on the water. 
wonderful. 
14. What’s your favorite book?
>.> i could try and be pretentious and come up with an adult book but it’s always going to be Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.
18. Movies or Books?
i wanna say movies because i love them so so so SO much, but without books there would be no good movies. so. books!
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