#hopelessmess

[nysocboy]

Gemstone Episode 1.9 Review: Jesse is racist, Judy is a rapist, and Kelvin is the Devil

Episode 1.8 ended with all of the Gemstone siblings and their partners broken up, plus Gideon cast out from the family.  It's going to take a lot of work to make things right again.  

Chicken bone voodoo:  After a flashback to Aimee-Leigh's death (and a bee that will re-appear later in the episode),we cut to Eli finding about about the blackmail, Jesse's assault of Rev. Seasons, and Judy's embezzlement. Kelvin stood by and let them do things that he knew was wrong, so he's just as guilty. Eli angrily fires them all. 

Later, Amber tells Jesse that if he wants to reconcile, he'll have to go to Haiti, where Gideon is doing missionary work, and bring him back. Their conversation is surprisingly racist, referencing chicken bone voodoo, AIDS, and cannibalism. (Left: Port au Prince)

Judy's frst boyfriend: Judy meets with BJ "at a neutral location," the Outback Steakhouse, to give back the stuff he left. She admits that she hasn't really "gobbled 1,000 cocks"; it was a lie to impress him.  She continues with a monologue about her only previous boyfriend, actually her economics professor in college: she misinterpreted his casual conversation,  sexually assaulted him in his office, then kidnapped his son. BJ is mostly shocked that she never had vaginal sex before, so he "took her virginity."  Do you think Keefe took Kelvin's virginity on the night of the Club Sinister rescue?

Jesus never dated much: Sibling movie night at Kelvin's house ((notice the K and the arcade game behind their couch).  They're watching The Neverending Story., at the scene where Artax  horse/companion of the hero Atreyu, is literally consumed by his sadness, sinking into the Swamp of Sadness to his death.  Atreyu yells: "Fight against the sadness. You have to try. You have to care. You're my friend.  I love you."  Suddenly Kelvin bursts into tears

In the movie, the Childlike Empress is sick, thus allowing the Darkness (hopelessmess, despair) to slowly devour the Kingdom of Fantasia.  Young hero Atreyu is looking for a cure to save Fantasia, but he is unable to save his horse/friend Artax.  Maybe Kelvin is thinking of how he couldn't save Keefe from the Nothing.

But for now, Kelvin is lost in his own Sadness: "My emotions are all over the place. I feel like I'm coming unhinged." The siblings ignore him, so he repeats: I'm in emotional turmoil, dealing with some very painful questions about myself."  

"For real?"  Jesse immediately becomes serious.  Remember, he thinks that Kelvin is gay, but in denial.  Is he ready to come out?

Nope.  "I've always felt like, maybe, I'm Him."  He's always felt like he is Jesus? Say what?  Dude, that's full-blown psychosis.

Actually, many cult leaders claim to be Jesus.  Wikipedia lists 40 in the 20th and 21st centuries alone, including Jim Jones, Marshall Applewhite, Charles Manson, Shoko Asahara, David Koresh.  It doesn't usually end well.

Kevin's reasons: we both care about people; people like us, and want to follow us. Plus: "He didn't date much, didn't have the urge or the need to.  That's me for days."

Fans sometimes use this line to argue that Kelvin is asexual/aromantic, not experiencing desire for anyone, but in a heteronormative society, surely he means "urge or need to date women."  

Jesse, aware of another reason for Kelvin's lack of interest in women, assure him that he's not Jesus, but "that doesn't mean you're not a decent man."  Notice that he uses the term "man," signifying that Kelvin is grown-up, an adult, regardless of his sexual identity.

But Kelvin doesn't buy it.  Another voice is telling him, "If you can't be him, maybe you can be me...Satan."  We know from the Satanic Sweep and the Club Sinister rescue that, in Kelvin's eyes, Satan is all about sex, or sex is all about Satan.  The only way he can explain his homoerotic desire, and maybe his homoerotic intimacy, is by fashioning himself "the Dark Lord of the family."  After all of this, how did fans continue to argue that Kelvin was straight?

He's very tired -- he hasn't been sleeping well lately. Because he usually shares his bed with Keefe?  And he misses Mama, who used to tell him that everything's gonna be ok.  She's gone, so Jesse and Judy step up: "Everything's gonna be ok.  You'll get it figured out."  It's not hard to figure out, Dude.  Lots of people are gay.

The illustrated version, with nude photos, is on RG Beefcake and Boyfriends

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[sin-stained-soul]

Lazarus should have known something was afoot the moment he was told to deal with a 'special' assignment. Yet he had no right to refuse, even as middle management he was still nothing more than a mere puppet on a string to the powers that be.

So of he went, heading promptly to the location several minutes before the given estimated time of death. He remained in the shadows as his eyes fell upon the human in question. Even before her knife made marls, he knew what her intentions were... That look of sorrow was unmistakable. The smell of hopelessmess hung in the air around her.

Lazarus had never felt such a urge to intervene before this... His trapped soul crying out to stop this human from ending up in the same fate as he. A rebellious state that his body didn't seem to share, simply freezing up as all he could do was watch her life drain again. Crimson liquid decorating the ground around her.

"Foolish child..." He uttered, a soft spoken sympathy mixed with the harsher and lightly scolding tone. Moving forward, he cut her cimematic records, letting her pass on as he did every other soul. Unlike the other souls, hers rose out her ruined human form, hovering in the air as waiting for him to take her.

After a moment's hesitation, he gentle picked her up, holding her to him and carrying her back to dispatch. Taking her straight to the medical wing, unsure on where else to take her, only to be told that she was his new apprentice. Hence his responsibility from here on out. Biting back a groan, he continued to tote the child around until he reached his office where he laid her down on the sofa so he could return to work.

Death Is Just the Beginning. || @sin-stained-soul

@sin-stained-soul

The girl had never been this pale before. If she was to kill someone else, she would use a gun, but as of late, she was not a good shot anymore. Moreover, her gun seeemed to scare her.

Her hands were trembling as she was holding a knife, staring at it, as if she was rethinking things, but in fact, she had already made her decision. She was a monster. Just a monster, killing people so she could survive. But while those people she killed had their reasons to live, there was no point for her to stay alive. The better she realised that, the worse she became as an assassin, because she was no longer able to just follow the order. And it meant one thing: for her owners, she was like a broken tool.

They would dispose of her sooner or later, but she was quite certain they would make sure her death was long and painful. There was only one way to avoid that, and no matter how much it terrified her, she knew that. 

That was why she had the knife in her hands.

Taking a deep breath, she adjusted her grip on the handle and reached her left arm out. When the knife pierced her skin, it hurt, and she let out a small hiss, but her hands stopped trembling. The blade slowly made their way down her arm. She did not look, but could feel the warmth of blood flooding her skin. It hurt when her left hand grabbed the knife and dragged the blade down her right arm.

She was not sure how long it took. Lying there, in the grass, she felt as if the time stopped. Slowly, she began feeling light-headed and nauseous. Her breath got faster and shallower as she desperately tried to catch a breath to stop feeling this dizzy. It was so cold, so cold…

Every beat of her heart echoed through her aching head, ticking her life away. No longer was she able to keep her eyes open, her mouth felt dry. She was scared, but there was no turning back anymore.

And then, she fell asleep. Her body went limp, surrounded by blood-stained grass. Just one more heartbeat. One more desperate breath…

…and it was over.

There was nothing but sharp, white light. It hurt her eyes, even though they remained closed, but besides that, she could feel no pain. However, her body was so weak, and she was not able to move even her little finger. Still, she did not feel fear. For the first time ever, she actually felt… safe.