#dj physical

[musicdiaries]

VA - We Are Not Alone Pt. 7

[robynthinks]

once again proven that i don't need much to be happy: breakbeats accompanied by some 4/4 kicks and a nice trancey melody. i'm sold!

[laneichy]

🎵WOMEN ARE MY FAVORITE GUY🎵

I can’t stop playing planet of the bass

[applepie-enthusiast]

Imagine an AU where Sabito suddenly wakes up , he notices his body has grown as if he had been alive since the Final Selection (21) and finds Urokodaki (ouch, please imagine Urokodaki having doubts and even testing that Sabito is not a shapeshifting demon, but when he confirms for real that IT IS Sabito, Urokodaki hugs him and cries, his other adoptive son is back.) and soon, Sabito learns that Giyuu is now the Water Pillar.

To say Giyuu is beyond shocked, him standing frozen as Sabito smiles at him and calls at him,

"Giyuu..."

Oh god, Giyuu missed his voice so much, but this can't be. Sabito seemed like he aged with him as well.

Sabito was dead.

Whatever demon plays this game is just tricking him, this is a cruel trick. Giyuu had learned from Tanjirou about that demon who gave dreams that victims wanted to see.

Except Giyuu is very much awake, and this is daytime.

There is no way that this is a Blood Demon Art.

"I know it's hard to believe, and you might never accept that is all happening, but I just want to say I'm proud of you." Sabito kept that fond look on his face, and finally, Sabito smiles at him gently.

Oh, how Giyuu's heart skipped a beat as he felt so many emotions all at once.

"I'm sorry for dying that time, and for not being able to say goodbye to you. But I'm back, Giyuu. I'm home."

It took a lot from Giyuu to not react and turn his back away, this is no way happening.

Tanjirou was also shocked to see Sabito but is otherwise overjoyed. It was not until Giyuu received a letter from Urokodaki that it is indeed Sabito, that Giyuu finally faced Sabito himself, and Giyuu hugged him tightly, and cried.

It was a silent cry, but his tears never stopped as he hugged Sabito tighter and tighter, as if letting go would equate to losing him the second time.

They reconnect, and Sabito caught up to everything. He even met the other Pillars and Oyakata-sama, suffice to say it took a lot of convincing from the Pillars to believe Sabito's existence.

However, Giyuu visibly changed bit by bit. He is still a tiny bit distant but is slowly opening up to others in general.

Sabito trained more and more with Giyuu, and after quite a time, he was also promoted as a Water Pillar.

While Giyuu was out, with Sabito walking outside, he met Sanemi, who walked up to him.

"Hey, are you for real?"

"What?" Sabito replies, and he observed how Sanemi was weirdly calmer than usual yet carried a certain air towards him at the moment.

"How long will you be here?"

"Pardon?" Sabito was starting to realize Sanemi didn't come here for a friendly chat.

"If you're just going to disappear again—"

Sabito cuts him off, "Our jobs are risky, but that doesn't mean I won't fight to stay alive."

Sanemi replied that he was starting to lose his temper. "You know that's not what I mean. Tomioka—"

Sabito winced, "What about Giyuu? What do you want?"

"First name basis?"

"Yeah, we're childhood friends, for now."

"If you really care about him, don't fuck around and—"

"Listen," Sabito paused, his tone just as threatening. "Whatever Giyuu and I have is none of your business."

[galaxyseclipse]

is a total of three days of screaminktober missed worth it for this?

eh, idk, but I got this done, and it's not like anyone's holding me super accountable for that anyway

plus the funnier ending that I got to work/really wanted to post too

he put a lot of effort into those puns, dude, the least you can do is not call them bad

[disco-archetypes]

YOU - Maybe your body can tell you what Arno van Eyck's jam is missing? To make it... harder core.

PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT - You know it in your lungs where the pressure should vibrate, in your heart that's alone, and in your solar plexus where the hits should land... so does every chordate animal...

YOU - "Needs more bass."

[posthumanwanderings]

DJ Mute City - Excuse Me, But Did We Meet in Cryogenic Dream Sleep? (Excerpt 3) 0:00 Pastel Ghost - Clouds 4:40 Suicideyear - I Don't Care About Death Because I Smoke 8:00 [PHYSICS] - Not Even Real [full vidmix + audio download]

[thisisrealy2kok]

DJ Dan - The Live Series 05 - The Gathering 96 (1996)

[ntls-24722]

Hey hi so... You know Debu beads for writing and stuff? What are they made of? 👀

Clay, glass, ivory, teeth, bone, wood, land coral (limestone), and most reliably, random ass rocks, all in different shapes or configurations as to make them look, feel, or sound different when you look at them or "read" them aloud. Clay is the one oftenmost used because it can be molded into an array of different looks or "feelings" easily.

There's also the inevitable Bougee version in the near future when debu finally widely get out of their eon-long stone age known as "royal alphabets," where the regular bead alphabet is transcribed into precious metals and gemstones. Aside from being obviously expensive and inefficient, it's also super hard to even read by feel or be "read aloud", both of which being important since Debu have dogshit eyes. It's generally reserved for royal records of victories, certificates of land ownership, and most commonly, family trees.

There was a Debu king who was one of the richest people in history, who also insisted on his name, in any record, be recorded in a silver version of the alphabet. Now no historian knows his name because everyone fuckin stole his name right out from the books. The stealing of names in royal alphabets is also a big thing when it came to conquering other city-states, when the conquerer would take out the names of the royal families right out from the royal pedigrees to add to their own wealth and legitimize their victory. The act of doing so is still a phrase in the debu "modern times," often alluding to colonization. Something shorter and along the lines of "You stole our names to spell your own on the deed to our house"

[completelyandtotalyuneventful]

Why are there so many ships for Noah Total Drama? Like you have your basic ones, Noco and Nowen, and then you have Alenoah (which is like, one of the most written about TD ships on ao3 so I count it as a main), and then there’s Nemma. And people ship him with Izzy and Duncan too. And I’ve seen a lot of stuff for him and Sierra as well?? Like why do we give this loser so many partners. Is it just vibes or am I missing something?

[threewaysdivided]

The Shaper of Minds and its possible consequences for a certain character

I have finally joined the rest of the internet in losing my mind over a D&D Podcast - in my case, the wonderful Dan Jones & Dragons.  With Episode 26 due to stream on Dan’s Twitch this week, I really want to talk about some of the stuff that came up across the just-finished Gala sessions because the fallout from that has the potential to be incredibly fraught.

THE SHAPER OF MINDS

The relic the Flower Crowns were going after this mission – The Shaper of Minds – is a potentially fascinating narrative device that might as well have been lab-engineered to be my exact brand of personal nightmare fuel.   It’s a small, ornate brass key that can alter any part of the target’s mental faculties/thoughts/memories at will should the wielder touch it to any part of their victim’s skin.

Now, on one hand, there are a heap of interesting (and even benevolent) applications for a tool like that.  It could instantly grant access to skills, languages and knowledge that would otherwise take a person years of study to learn.  It could be used to sort through and resolve memories that had been faded by time, muddied by trauma or forcibly supressed by magical/medical means.  But on the other…

As described and used in campaign so far, the primary function of the Mindshaper is to alter memories (and the attendant personality) with the target having no awareness that their mind has been changed.  It’s basically gaslighting on steroids, except that where a gaslighting victim still retains their original recollection – and has to be manipulated by their abuser into doubting their own perceptions and instead accepting the alternate telling of events (a cognitive dissonance that can eventually lead the person to recognise the manipulation) – the Shaper of Minds entirely replaces the original recollection of events with the version the wielder wants their victim to perceive.  There is no internal conflict between accounts, no inconsistencies that could alert the victim that someone has broken into their head and rewritten their perceived reality.  The person they reshape you to be is the person you believe you always were.  And all it takes is a single touch.

That is a brand of existential horror that had me on edge all throughout Session 24 (basically from the moment it was implied the key was in play).   Reality may be objective, but each individual person’s internal reality is governed by their perception – their memories – of the events in their life, no matter how incomplete, biased or otherwise skewed that personal perspective may have been.  You have value just by being you because you are not replaceable, but the thing that makes you unique is, in large part, the sum total of those inimitably specific personal memories.  No-one else will perceive the world in exactly the same way you do, and even a few minor changes to just a few of those perceptions can flow on to massive differences in ideals, values, priorities and future choices.  In that regard, the use of the Mindshaper Key isn’t so much an alteration as an obliteration of the victim’s former self and replacement with someone new; even if that new stranger is largely indistinguishable from the original.  And, again, all it takes is a single touch.

[Sidenote:  This made Mister Wick an especially effective antagonist to wield the key, since his Galas functionally trap even targets who are aware of the threat within the rules of high-society behavioural expectations.  Otherwise-innocuous actions like a handshake or private conversation suddenly become incredibly dangerous, while being nigh-impossible for the Flower Crowns to extract themselves from without committing an atrocious faux pas and potentially tipping Wick off.  Perfectly designed stage for a psychological horror-thriller encounter.]

Which of course, brings us to a certain character who fell victim to the key in Episode 24…  [put under the cut for spoiler reasons]

MORENTHAL

This poor Drow, he can never catch a break…

Morenthal may not have been the most mechanically dangerous party member to fall victim to Mister Wick’s manipulations although, given that the key was revealed to let its wielder read existing memories during the alteration, and that all of the Flower Crowns were fully briefed on the locations and nature of the Eversteel artefacts, him getting a hand on any of them could have been very bad plot-wise but from a character point of view I think he’s the one who the key’s effects had the potential to be most personally devastating for.

The way things ended up playing out across Session 25 was precisely the nightmare scenario Gamb was fretting about out of game: Mister Wick forcibly implanted Morenthal’s mind with false memories of being his lifelong trusted confidant and supporter, then – before the Flower Crowns could reverse the key’s effect – Morenthal discovered that Mister Wick had been killed in combat with Coil and Preston, leading to the Party having to physically restrain him so they could use the key to undo the damage, thus confronting Morenthal with the realisation that not only was everything he thought he knew about Jonathan a lie, but in actuality Jonathan had committed possibly the most invasive violation he’d ever been subjected to in order to forcibly make Morenthal into one of his loyal tools.  That level of emotional and mental whiplash would be rough on any character, but for Morenthal it’s particularly brutal because…

Based on what’s been revealed in-game so far, the core of his character is that Morenthal is an abused child.  This most-clearly came up in his conversation with Gelnek in Session 14; he was a child who grew up with nothing, raised by the Bloodletter Mercenaries as a tool instead of a person, and taught to see faces only as targets – with him also mentioning to Hobson in that their “combat training” involved being relentlessly beaten down until he learned to fight back.  During his Session 21 visit with the Nightmother, he openly admits that “nowhere feels safe”.  From that it’s pretty clear to read that Morenthal has never felt unconditionally loved, safe or respected around other mortals.

(This also helps contextualise why he’s so devoted to the Nightmother.  From what little we have seen of his visits to her, Iris is a fond “adult” figure, who does not threaten, does not judge, asks nothing of him aside from his company, and cares equally for all the souls that pass through her domain.  For a child “growing up with nothing” but violence, that would have been everything.)

But then, enter Jonathan fucking Wick.  And now, just for a short while, Morenthal has all these “memories” of Jonathan being there to confide in, encourage him and support his escape from the Bloodletters.  Suddenly he believes someone was there for him and, while the memories might be fake, the feelings of unconditional safety they would have brought were very real.  Little wonder that he started acting like a Trilby-level naive goober around Mister Wick to the point of accidentally snitching on the rest of the group.  Only, then it turns out to be a lie and those memories are gone.

For me, I think one of the worst things Morenthal might end up dealing with in the aftermath of having his memory fixed isn’t the specific feeling of personal betrayal or the potential shame at having been caught: it’s the realisation that he was always alone.   That there was no mortal on the outside who cared or came for him when he needed them – just him and the distant fondness of a Divine.  That would be awful beyond words, and yet the Flower Crowns were forced to inadvertently inflict it upon him in order to restore his mind.  No wonder he wouldn’t look any of them in the eye before the session closed.

Worse still, the nature of the key makes it incredibly hard not only to trust others, but to trust your own mind.  The players and audience above-table know that Morenthal is back to experiencing and remembering reality as it happened, but the question could very well linger for him, bringing with it a hefty dose of paranoia.  Sure, Morenthal correctly remembers that Coil is a straightforward, loyal person who wouldn’t be tempted to tamper with his mind beyond undoing Jonathan’s manipulations… but he “remembered” that about Mister Wick too, and wouldn’t that be a beneficial thing for the Party to have him think?   To Morenthal, people were already Not Safe™, but now the one person he ever believed might be had actually violated him worse than anyone else in order to force and abuse that trust.  How is he supposed to trust anyone if he can’t trust the authenticity of his own recollections.  (I get the feeling that Morenthal probably isn't going to be capable of relaxing until the Shaper of Minds is confirmed to either be locked back safely in the Vaults of Eversteel or fully removed from the Mortal Plane by Six).

It makes it really tragic that all of this came directly on the back of Episode 23, where Gamb revealed during the above-table break chat that - even if Morenthal didn’t recognise why – he unconsciously trusted Trilby and Gelnek enough to jump off the airship without checking that his rope was secure, because deep-down he knew they would catch him.  To go from that high-point to the whiplash of him first thinking the Flower Crowns had killed the only person he was ever “safe” with, then them inadvertently subjecting him to the most painful realisation he could ever experience and potentially leaving him wondering whether he can even trust his feelings about them is absolutely gutting.

I think the thing that scares me most about how the aftermath could potentially play out is another trait that Gamb and Dan have established for Morenthal: he's a flight-risk.   He shies away from letting people get close and, if he feels unsafe enough, he runs.  It’s already been mentioned/implied that he’s considered fleeing the group at multiple different points across the sessions.  And with him likely not feeling safe even in inside his own mind right now, that risk is probably at an all-time high.  The poor lad is staring down the barrel of a potentially-impending multi-level emotional crisis, where a lifetime of instincts will probably be urging him to run hard and fast because People Are Not Safe™.

And the thing is, that instinct isn’t a good one for him either.  Morenthal might have gotten by on his own “just living to be” up until Filgrove, but that feels a lot more like surviving out of necessity than having an actual life.  It’s pretty obvious that he pushes people away as a defence mechanism:  if you don’t care about anyone then you can’t be hurt by them or have those people used against you.  But if you don’t let yourself care and feel things, you’re not really living.  The truly tragic part of his running being a potential foreseeable outcome is that the Flower Crowns are good for Morenthal.  (I doubt Morenthal realises it and can’t speak to Gamb’s above-table thought process but it’s interesting that one potential interpretation of Morenthal’s cynical, faux-apathetic, “stinky” behaviour is that of a former abused child quietly testing the boundaries of whether he’s allowed to exist in a way that’s inconvenient for others, to which the answer from the Party has largely been yes provided he isn’t actively encouraging Trilby to get himself killed, or killing people without explaining himself).  He survived alone before because that was all he knew, but I get the feeling he wouldn’t do so well if he tried to go it solo again after being with people (he’s already confessed that the idea of Feyli being gone makes him miss her).   That’s not a road to walk on his best day, let alone with his current headspace and tendency towards self-destructive choices. 

It reminds me a lot of this article:

“Still, it’s easier for us to keep blaming ourselves because it’s preferable to facing the unthinkable: the fact that our parents don’t love us. …  Most people would rather do anything than accept this as the truth. Not only is it painful; it’s humiliating.”

So yeah, suffice to say I am incredibly concerned about how Morenthal’s arc is going to play out over the next session(s).  Here’s hoping that Gelnek and/or Coil have enough emotional savvy to keep an eye out, and enough patience to stick to him even if he lashes out in attempt to drive them off.  Even if it all works out okay, I get the feeling that this one’s going to be ugly.

Can’t wait to see how everyone chooses to play it ❤️‍🩹

[goldensunset]

living vicariously through the description of your hike cause I miss like, serious rigorous exercise so bad... the downside of liking physical activity as much as I do is that you might get a permanent spine injury. anyway did you see any cool plants or animals while you were out there? the trail by the house I grew up in had so many adorable snakes!! and lemonadeberries, which you can literally just grab off the branch and snack on while walking lol

lemonade…berries??? i have never heard of such things… that sounds utterly whimsical… woagh… i’ve like never really encountered wild berries that i trusted enough to eat. i mean i probably could eat like the raspberries blackberries and blueberries i find (i think those are the ones) but i’d never do it probably… i didn’t really see any plants or animals that i remember! other than this cool bird that i must’ve forgotten to take a photo of. got some amazing views but i think my photos all contain people in them

[cantankerouscatfish]

we were also kinda dying in the workroom, but a coworker remembered we had a box fan in there and got it going. it does make a difference!!!

[monty-glasses-roxy]

I wanna draw DJ holding Roxy like a ferret so bad and many other sillies between them but I fucking...

Not to be too much information or too depressing on a funny silly FNaF blog but I'm experiencing so many physical problems that are amplified by the medication that's supposed to help that I genuinely don't think I'm ever gonna get to do it unless I magically find a solution to maladaptive daydreaming combined with time blindness. Which is unlikely because they're causing horrendous brain fog for the vast majority of the day and I'm so tired but also not man it fucking sucks and hurts and everything else :/

SO everyone come here and imagine DJ holding Roxy like a ferret with me. Gesturing around with her in his hand, she's no thoughts head empty, maybe because his thumb is giving her scritches. I love big, mean, tough, sassy, 'touch me and die' Roxy, but I also love big, mean, tough, sassy, 'touch me and die' Roxy being carried around by DJ like a ferret because she's also a lil softie that loves physical affection, and DJ holding her like a ferret.

[gibbearish]

am finally back home and can say without a doubt that i am just fundamentally not built for long distance travel however the train was much nicer than planes

[realwizardshit]

took a nap cause i was Cold and dreamed about showing my Game to a Potential Employer and for some reason when it was supposed to load the next level in My Game it instead loaded a HL2 engine kart race map populated by way too many rats. like it was just fucking full of rats