#forte verse

[beemochi-art]

No. there isn’t a full version of any of this.

Ultra Magnus has not a clue what is happening. Neither do I

There will never be a nsfw account … I just liked these doodles

[gingermintpepper]

I hear the original Odysseus and Epic the musical’s Odysseus are pretty different to the point they’re sorta their own characters- how do you feel about this?

Hello beloved Anon!! Thank you so much for the ask <3

Generally, I feel like a very big part of the appeal of adapting stories, especially myths, comes from seeing what these stories and characters mean to the author and how their interpretations of the themes and conflicts in a piece of classical literature are expressed in their interpretation of the story as a whole. This, naturally, means that I fully expect and look forward to unique interpretations of well loved figures whenever I hear that something is going to be adapted! I love being able to see what aspects of a character has stuck with an author, I love being able to trace said aspects back to the original myth and see what other places the author has picked up inspiration from along the way to inform their interpretations! A big part of the appeal of reading and interacting with a whole lot of different mythical media comes from my genuine excitement and anticipation in seeing how a favourite figure of mine has been adapted or how a moment from a story that I really like has been handled!

With respect to specifically Epic and the Odyssey, my opinions on how the characters have been adapted are somewhat mixed. Putting aside my general misgivings about the current writing of the musical, I really like the directions Herrans has taken with the theming and the broad strokes of Odysseus' character and consequent arc. I like the idea of Eurylochus as a well-meaning but still very fallible second, I like the idea of Odysseus and Athena's close-knit mentorship that completely goes to shit after the Cyclops Incident, I even really liked a lot of the representations of the gods - from Hermes' carefree and relaxed kind of power to Aelous' frivolous cruelty to Zeus' power and command prior to God Games. A lot of the interpretations in the Wisdom Saga are things I feel much more neutral-negative about though. While Telemachus' ingénue-esque naivete and enthusiasm in Legendary and Little Wolf is endearing, I much prefer the Odyssey's slight desperate but unfailingly politically apt Telemachus - the wily son who helped his mother with her staling schemes and who was praised for his wit by his father. Telemachus is a young man and while he's technically characterised as such in EPIC, he's also treated in the same way a Disney Princess is where she is technically a young woman but must still appeal to very small children and I'm just not a big fan of that. I'm also not a big fan of Antinous' characterisation though that was something I was originally intensely excited about in the early days of following EPIC! Hold Them Down is a song I'd been dying to hear a full version for because I felt like it captured the quiet menace of Antinous so well - his charisma, his vile motivations, his absolute disdain for the strong-willed Penelope who has thwarted his attempts to take Ithaca for himself and the way his mask has slipped from barely cordial but socially correct visitor to absolute monster who is willing to do anything to get that crown. Just, UGH, Hold Them Down had me HYPED, but the Antinous we got in Little Wolf was... inelegant. Not subtle at all, crass with his intentions - the kind of guy who would've gotten kicked out ages ago for contempt against the queen. The whole political aspect of why they couldn't just kick the damn suitors out is that technically they'd never done anything punishable that would justify rejecting them and sending them on their way. Antinous was the head of that malicious compliance - the one who had the intelligence to be menacing but not so much that his words could be blatant insults or threats. That was part of the whole point of Odysseus striking Antinous down first! Little Wolf's Antinous,,, was not that and I found myself intensely disappointed by it considering that he was that in the earlier versions of Hold Them Down.

My other misgivings in terms of characters just have to do with Apollo, Hephaestus and Zeus in God Games tbh. I'm someone who is generally more concerned with the portrayal of gods in a work than I am with the humans and EPIC has a super unique take on all of the gods that accompany and inhabit its world. I've made a separate post voicing my misgivings about Epic's Apollo but I don't have a long laundry list of issues with EPIC's Hephaestus, I just wish he had more time to shine and that there was more to chew on with respect to his argument. Zeus however is in a similar boat to Antinous where in the first half of the play he was perfect - literally the perfect neutral god-figure who was simply doing his job and obviously not personally swayed one way or another when it came to Odysseus and was maybe having some fun at his expense in Thunderbringer. His violence in God Games then was not only greatly surprising and seemingly out of character, it was also completely unsubstantiated in the story of EPIC itself. Zeus had nothing against Odysseus, he has no particular reason to bar Athena from rescuing him. Likewise, he is the one who offers up the proposal of a game, why would he have a problem with losing it? The reason of 'he doesn't like to lose' doesn't cut it for how extreme his reaction was and it completely undermines what was a genuinely super enjoyable and different take on Zeus in a modern Western-based greek myth inspired piece of media. Absolutely such a tragedy to me.

Of course, to me, the biggest actual crime of adaptation that EPIC's committed with respect to its characters is that we only have about 10 songs left based on Herrans' original outline for the musical and Penelope still has not had a single song or showing or meaningful reference apart from "I am Odysseus and I miss my wife (her name is Penelope)". The Odyssey was a twofold story split between Odysseus vibing on the way back to Ithaca and the political bullfuckery that was awaiting for him when he inevitably returned to Ithaca. The center of that aforementioned political bullfuckery was Penelope and Telemachus. Considering Penelope has been Odysseus' guiding motivation for the entire play, the fact that there has not been a single solid piece of real characterisation that can be attributed to her this late in the story is uh! Criminal actually, and it's the only thing for which I hold some level of genuine disdain over.

In conclusion: I generally quite look forward to people doing adaptations and interpretations of myths and such! I generally think EPIC's done a good job with the adventure and exploration part of the epic but the political and domestic aspect of it really isn't where Herrans shines as a writer and it shows.

[chrissyfied]

First day of middle school and Chrissy was already feeling the pressure of trying to make friends. It was her first entry day in the 6th grade, and even though she wasn’t popular yet, she was still pretty well known. Mostly due in part to being in her father’s real estate commercials for the upscale Loch Nora neighborhood.

She was also recognized for being a child model in Gap catalogs — one of those faces, only prettier — her mother’s insistent words to agents. Chrissy wasn’t much into the modeling industry, not really seeing what others saw. To her, it was just a face, and she was much too young to really focus on the worries of vanity.

Besides, having so many eyes on her was enough to make her self conscious about everything. That’s what happened the moment she entered the cafeteria during lunch, hoping it didn’t show as she tried to figure out where to sit.

Finally, after what felt like the longest decision she pondered on, she squeezed in easily between tables to take a seat with familiar classmates. Another thing about middle school? Her Strawberry Shortcake lunch box caused glances her way, whispers, and giggles that made her to sink into her chair, making a mental note to pack her lunch in a brown bag next time.

@edhellfire

[shutterandsentence]

"For you were once darkness, but you are now light in the Lord."

--Ephesians 5:8

Photo: Ft. Myers, Florida

[randomnameless]

Hi again! I wanted to ask if you happened to know where in 3Houses we learn about Jeralt's current-day opinions about Garreg Mach and Rhea - some folks and I were able to find his diary in the datamine, but we're not quite sure where to find the scene(s) I've seen mentioned where he apparently started to change his mind once he sees how happy Byleth is at the monastery. Thanks if you're able to help, and have a nice day!

Are you talking about those lines?

Then perhaps it's a good thing we came to the monastery, if only so I could see your face lit up like that. Or maybe there was never any reason for us to leave the monastery in the first place...

Jerry realises Billy is angry and happy and expresses way more emotions since they came to the Monastery than before, when they were living together.

Sadly the last line, his final thoughts about the Monastery, will never be expanded upon because when we later see the diary, it is a "past" Jeralt writing about how much Rhea BaD - when we know the most recent Jeralt reconsidered, he ran away from her because he was afraid, but ultimately, he was afraid over "nothing" since, despite their heart not beating, his child is alive and not as "not normal*" as he first thought.

Aka, Rhea was right, Byleth was alright, but he didn't believe her back then and realises it was a stupid move.

Maybe he and Rhea finally made up before he died, and there was no animosity left between them?

*We never hear in this game anyone wondering what is "normal" or "not normal" - to humans a baby without a beating heart is "not normal", but a Blaiddyd man crushing a skull with his hand is. And let's not wonder if all Nabateans or Nabatean hybrids, or "Nabatean Homonculi" have heartbeats, because that's something the devs give no fucks about, because they do not care about their own world.

[dramatisperscnae]

[ FORT ]: sender builds a blanket fort for the receiver following a long and difficult day. -arobinwithoutbatman

[askmeme || accepting]

God, it had been hell out there. Seeing what Gotham General had been turned into, what those implants had done to people - innocent people! People who'd just wanted some hope! - was going to give him nightmares, he was almost certain of it. The one thing Dick was glad for was that he'd been the one to deal with it.

Sure one of the others could have gone, but he'd insisted. They were worrying, he knew; he was taking too much on, trying to do everything himself, but there was too much to go around already. Jason was making sure the lesser criminals and gangs kept their heads down and stayed out of the way, Tim and Babs were doing research as fast as their computers could handle, as well as taking turns on the navigation front…that by default left Dick to face the major villains head-on, and all the while all four of them had to somehow fill the vacuum left in Batman's absence.

He must have sounded worse than he'd thought over the comms, though, because what greeted him when he got back to his room was not the comforting sight of a half-made bed and the few clothes he hadn't quite gotten around to tossing in the hamper, but what looked like every available clean sheet in the neighborhood strung together to make one hell of an intricate blanket fort. "What the hell…?"

Babs probably wouldn't pull anything like this. Jason definitely wouldn't, not for him. Alfred tolerated this kind of shenanigan but never instigated, which left…

"Tim…?"

[normaltothemax]

Batman the Animated Series “Taking up video games, are we?” / let! lucy! game!

Lucy can’t respond right now, he’s very busy concentrating. See? His eyebrows are pulled together and his tongue is poking out and everything! Mario is driving in his racecar, fastfastfast, the other cars speeding past him as the turtle on the cloud holds up a sign telling him to turn around and go the other way, but Lucy is on a mission.

He wants to see just what’ll happen if he keeps going the wrong way. He wants to see how long the game will last. He wants to see just how many cars he can crash into. He wants to see if throwing a red shell now, at oncoming traffic, will have the same effect as if he threw it while driving the right way.

The red shell misses and he huffs in frustration, but keeps on driving, driving, driving. Turns out, he doesn’t get to keep on racing backwards on the track forever. After a while, he’s informed that he apparently made 12th place, last place, and the race is over.

Darn.

That’s okay, he supposes. Because John’s here! Grinning toothily up at the man, he gets up from where he’s been sitting criss-cross-applesauce on the floor, controller abandoned, and quickly closes the distance between them to jump up, high as he can, and glomp onto the man, hanging on tight like a koala bear. “John!” Lucy didn’t know he was coming over, but it’s quite clearly a very welcome surprise. “I’m playing Mario Cart. D’you wanna play? I can teach you! I have another steering wheel you can use so we can both race, but I’m Mario. You can be Luigi, if you want. Or Princess Peach. Or Bowser. Or—”

@talentforlying (x)

[universestreasures]

@petalswept Sent: A 𝑾𝑰𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑪𝑯𝑹𝑰𝑺𝑻𝑴𝑨𝑺 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻 (Accepting)

❛  winter is my favorite season of the year. everything looks just so pretty.  ❜ (sharon for yuzu maybe?)

"It is really pretty. I agree with you on that, but..."

Yuzu does all she can to brace herself as another gust of cold winter wind hits her form, her multiple layers doing little to ease the impact of the season's signature feature. She doesn't exactly do the cold all that well, probably being the most vulnerable to it compared to the other three girls who were also split from Ray Akaba. That could be due to her inherited bond and love of flowers, with her being the embodiment of En Flowers in all, or...it could just be that she's from a city that typically doesn't get cold this time of year and she's not used to it.

There was also the fact that the last time she was in temperatures like this, she was being hunted down by Duel Academia soldiers and was in a tense situation... Just thinking about it sends a shiver down her spine, perhaps being the central reason why the cold weather has since become uncomfortable for her. If she had it her way, she'd probably choose to remain inside the entire season. Someone like her knows that idea is not realistic, especially when she had people like the noble around who want to enjoy the winter season and all its glory.

So, she toughens it out for those around her for as long as she can, not wanting to ruin anyone's fun. Though, she isn't a pushover and is more than capable of expressing her limits. Yuzu could hardly keep them to herself, if her apparent body language wasn't enough to give it away on its own.

"D-Do you mind if we head back i-inside, M-Miss Sharon? I might catch a c-c-old out here if I stay out here another m-minute!"

[deciessomnia]

@party-of-rpg-muses :: Frederic did say that he was a pianist before arriving in this "dream world" as he called it. But at this gathering, he truly got a chance to show his aptitude. His fingers moved and flowed upon the keys, as if he was dancing with the music itself. The entire time, Frederic had a look on his face that seemed to be a mix of enjoyment and calm focus, all while his eyes remained closed, as if he himself were one with the music.

Following a very successful performance, the young man stood from his bench and removed his hat as he gave a bow to the applauding audience before removing himself from the hall. A soft, warm smile appeared on his face as he met with Crescendo and Serenade.

There was a strange if not awkward calm between the once engaged couple Baroque and Forte. The formerly engaged would subtly steal subtle glances from the other from across the room. Once they sensed the tiniest of hints of the other turning their head, attention would immediately divert elsewhere. This happened every now and then during the banquet that followed the peace treaty and alliance signing.

Those who did notice, though few how it was, would give a disheartened or amused sigh. It was hard to tell between Crescendo and Serenade who missed the other more. While there was a mixed eye roll amongst the crowd that resulted in said person getting pinched hard by their partner. To those who were close to Crescendo, bet it was he who missed Serenade more than the once princess did herself for him.

There was a special performance for the banquet that was scheduled. Though both Crescendo and Serenade had planned it together, it was someone else who had invited a musician. Despite questioning Jazz repeatedly on who it was, Jazz remained tight lipped. It only served to annoy Crescendo and annoyed him more so with that knowing smirk on his friend’s lips.

❛ I’ve never heard this piece before… ❜ Crescendo thought upon hearing a piano play. Head turned towards where a group of musicians once were to see a familiar man behind ivory keys playing. Eyes widened at the sight as a smile began to form on his lips. ❛ How long has it been since I last saw him? ❜ Crescendo wanted to laugh, but held it in. ‘No wonder Jazz had that knowing look in his eyes. ❜ he made plans to punch his friend in the shoulder later.

Feeling the piece soon come to an end Crescendo started heading in Fredrick’s direction. Glancing out of the corner of his eyes he saw Serenade do the same. So they had the same thing in mind with how long it been since they’ve seen the man.

❝ Fredric, how long has it been~? ❞ Crescendo greeted the man with a genuine smile on his lips, happy to see him.

❝ Hello Fredric. It was quite a surprise to see you were the one someone spoke about inviting. ❞ Serenade said with a chuckle. Jazz could be quite the sly one when he wanted to be. Perhaps surprising was more fitting in this case. Serenade was quite amused with how much it annoyed Crescendo that Jazz would not tell him. ❝ How has time been treating you? ❞

[phoenix-flamed]

Kat had been patiently waiting in a nearby tree for almost an hour until he finally walked under her hiding spot. With a grin she began to shake the snow covered branch above her and stomp on the branch she was standing on, sending a large amount of snow falling from the tree. "Heads up!"

Elwin had, quite literally, walked right into the ambush.

Whatever he had been discussing with the Lord Commander was abruptly interrupted and just as abruptly forgotten at the first round of snow coming down upon him. The Archduke looked up just in time to be greeted face-first by the next downpour, this one far greater -- and far colder too, clinging to his hair, face, shoulders...

Rodney was the first to react. What started out as a vain attempt not to laugh soon gave way into a full-bodied roar of laughter. Once the surprise had faded -- and the dark-haired man had shaken some of the fluff from his person, he peered up at Kat, and his lips pulled upwards into a broad grin.

"Well played, my friend! Of course, you must know that this constitutes a declaration of war, yes?" He burst out laughing, too. He was teasing -- well, partially. When she least expected it, he would be getting his revenge for this.

[beemochi-art]

Would Prowl still love Jazz if he was a snail? Or Green would try to eat him.

Both!

He loves him enough that he will try to immediately try to change him back.

If Wheeljack doesn’t have people to keep him in check he’d be a chaotic god.

[backedagainstthewall]

Mobile, AL

The old and new: one of the cannons at Fort Conde/Charlotte points towards the RSA Battle House Tower, which at 745 ft (227m) tall is the tallest building in Alabama by a considerable margin.

[mantleoflight]

— Stats —

Name: Yyventriz

Era Born: The Great Drift

Height: 10’ 1”

Race: Eliksni/Fallen

Rank: Kell

House Affiliation:

House of Shards (Current)

Wolves (formerly),

Salvation (formerly)

Alignment: dark/neutral

Allies: —coming soon—

Enemies: —coming soon—

Aspirations:

To rebuild the Eliksni people, their culture, and heritage.

To collect all known history, knowledge, and aspects of Riis culture still left in the first crews relics

To protect and make a place of peace for her Hous and her people

To bring others into the House of Shards to accomplish this

To save the eliksni in house Salvation from the fates (scorn & Wrathborn) that Eramis has brought on them through her alignment with the Witness

To prove she is not worthless

Combat Affinity: Stasis — Stealth Marauder/Aspirant Archon

Weapon Affinities: Stealth, wire rifle, dual sabers,

Other: —coming soon—

[lattehearted]

“ - oh! i was just about to get that. ” frey to forte :3

"Please! Allow me," the knight insists, holding the door a little wider to punctuate her point. She could turn around and leave afterwards, she knows this. But Forte follows Frey inside the general store all the same.

"If you need any help, carrying things back to the castle, I am more than happy to assist!" she offers. Her cheeks flame, a hand waving in her distress. "N-Not to imply that you aren't capable, of course! Nor do I wish to be a bother!"

Gods, she was being absolutely ridiculous, wasn't she?

@screenviolense // "I'm paying attention" love language

[avataroftheswarm]

Tag dump finally

ambassador of the hive { main verse } members of the hive { insects } misplaced swarm { ?? verse } out of cocoon { ooc } ants at a picnic { crack } spiderwebs of razor wire { max!legato } big brother of bones and wire { gato } - glvtted gravity and devotion { stamp!legato } big brother of blood and feathers { punk } - cakotopia unwillingly paternal { needle } - needlexnoggin hugs and pillow forts { rayen } the good doctor { rook } red eyed punisher { stamp!wolfwood } god's angel of death { max!wolfwood } human shaped hurricane { vash } delusions of godhood { nai } eye of the hurricane { knives } reportlette { meryl } tired and intoxicated { roberto } mother sun goddess { ammy } - sunlitgoddess little sister of lost tech { Aves } - threadsandwings

[normaltothemax]

🌼 for lucy!

It’s been a very full day.

John had decided that they would go out today. Get some fresh air and see the sights. Lucy hadn’t been sure what sights he was talking about, had been pretty sure he just didn’t want Lucy around all his magic stuff (he will figure out what’s rattling around in that wooden box on the shelf some day), but had agreed, because Lucy is a good, very agreeable person who’s never difficult at all, ever.

The sights turned out to be a lot of animals; John took him to the zoo! There were lions and tigers and bears and monkeys and giraffes and Lucy bounced along the trails eagerly, running from enclosure to enclosure, excited beyond belief to see each and every creature. He climbed up on the rails to see, leaned over far enough that John had to grab him to keep him from toppling over and in several times. That never stopped him from doing it again at the next enclosure.

They got hot dogs and ice cream and soda and candy floss (he pinky promised not to tell Arthur about all the sugar). John, with some very quick thinking followed by several distractions, even managed to talk Lucy out of setting the elephants loose.

It was a good day.

It was a long day.

Now, they’re at the reptile house and Lucy’s moving sluggishly, trailing along behind John where he once ran ahead. He’s complaining, whining really, that “I’m tired” and “my feet hurt”, a bit disappointed because he’s sure that John will call it a day. This will be the end of it and they’ll go back to John’s place.

He doesn’t expect John to crouch in front of him and tell him to hop on. With a tired grin, he quickly climbs onto John’s back, arms wrapping around his neck as John gets his arms hooked under his legs and stands. Lucy’s chin rests on his shoulder as John does the walking for him and reads the names of the lizards off of the little plaques, Lucy’s eyelids growing heavier and heavier.

He dozes off before they make it to the iguanas.

@talentforlying (x)