#hot-lady-narcissist-psychopath

[allthebest20]

A Simple Favor (2018)

This movie was surprisingly good?  I’d give it a 6 or 7 out of 10.  To be honest, I already wrote a review for this that I liked, but it didn’t save, so I partly want to recreate those thoughts, and I partly want to give up.  I thought the plot was decently smart and interesting, the characters believable and funny, the dialogue natural enough, the ending satisfying.

It is a very trendy plot: encapsulating the hot-lady-murder-mystery trope, the single-white-female trope, and the hot-lady-narcissist-psychopath trope.  I mean, as a young white lady, I don’t dislike these tropes.  I love watching hot woman, like Blake Lively, just doing mundane stuff or, even better, being cunning and mean to people.  I mean, that’s why we watched Gossip Girl, right?  It’s definitely why I watched Pretty Little Liars.  More and more it feels like directors just pick hot people to do the job of actors, and that frustrates me.  However, here, Lively isn’t just hot, she actually does a pretty good job.  Herself a rich mother with a celebrity husband, I can see why she does so well playing the wealthy narcissist working mother with the troubled background.  It’s also easy to imagine that the narcissist-psychopath character is not a difficult character to create.  This is because 1. most actors (and most people) are a bit narcissistic and 2. writers rarely give these characters complex thought processes.  Sure, there’s usually trauma there, but that fades into being blindly motivated by self-interested and anger.  Unlike “regular people,” these characters do not often their options or consider factors outside themselves.  In that way, they are not very complicated.  I’ve never met anyone who truly follows this trope, but I’ve also never met a serial killer.  It’s almost like Hollywood’s current obsession with those two plot lines (serial killers and hot lady psychopaths) is a way to take about gendered evils.  Almost as if these psychopaths are the female equivalent of a serial killer, and, at least in this case, Lively’s character does have a body count.  However, the victims she leaves dead, her sister and her father, arguably deserved it.  Her lovers, who she uses, do not, but she does not kill either of the two featured.  Real life male serial killers are sometimes thought to kill family members, but mostly, they kill their intimate partners.  So, I would argue that there is no female equivalent of the serial killer phenomenon.  I also don’t mean to imply here that all narcissists are psychopaths, because there are a lot of people with NPD who are just trying to manage their systems, deal with their trauma, and live a healthy life in our fucked up society.  But hot women with compromised morality are a big threat to cishet white men, who don’t have to worry about serial killers, date rape, or hate crimes, so I”m sure that plays into the commonality of the trope and the demonizing of people with NPD.  It’s not to say that I have not heard about dangerous lady psychopaths, but they aren’t usually serial killers.  They are con-artists and domestic abusers.  Of course, Hollywood has no interest in showing what a real domestic abuse situation perpetrated by a women looks like.  No one wants to talk about people being hit and emotionally abused by their female partners.  Lively’s character is a domestic abuser who seems to manipulate and emotionally tear down her husband, played by cutie Henry Golding, but this is mostly alluded to, not displayed.  There is one scene where Lively pulls a gun on him in a restaurant and forces him to say bad things about Kendrick’s character, but that’s more fantasy than reality.

What separates this movie from others of lesser quality, besides the acting and the dialogue, is the way the plot unfolds and the character’s motivating forces.  If Lively had nothing on Kendrick or if Kendrick was really as goody-two-shoes as she makes herself out to be, then nothing would make sense.  Kendrick’s secret though is perfectly believable and well-aligned with her character: sleeping with her long lost half-brother after her beloved father’s funeral. I like how Kendrick tries to play it cool, tries to pretend like they only made out, her desire to finally share her darkest secret tied with her sensibility to keep it hidden from this mysterious stranger. I love the way their relationship and their backgrounds are slowly unfurled to the audience. The way the director splices together scenes of the two leading characters revealing their secrets and their flaws, is simply enthralling.  The woman are both very alike (haunted by personal past mistakes and dead/dying family members), but while Kendrick takes steps to make things better for the people around her, Lively does the opposite.  Kendricks biggest mistake was her first ones: sleeping with her half-brother (ew), carrying his baby to term (um?), and not telling her husband (sigh... understandable, but side note: were they married before she slept with her brother or did they get married quickly after because she got pregnant? why wasn’t he at her father’s funeral?This alludes to either her sleeping with him more than once OR the baby isn’t the brother’s but she still feels responsible for her husband thinking it could be).  However, it isn’t her fault that they both die, it’s her crazy husband who drove them off the road.  He seemed like not a nice guy, even though she said that he was great.  Finally, her last sin, of sleeping with Golding, who she thought was a widower, and moving into Lively’s life.  Not ideal, sure, but there was something between them, and they thought Lively (the bitch) was dead.  Everything else she does is to find out the truth. 

Lively, on the other hand, starts by helping her sister kill her abusive father (I can get behind tbh), then exploits a hard working artist (:/), lies and cons her husband (:( ), kills her addict sister (she is blackmailing her but... :( ), and finally tries to kill both Kendrick and Golding (:(( ).

The only other thing I have to comment on is the use of bisexuality.  It seems like a lot of narcissist/psychopaths/liars in Hollywood are bisexual, which is not great representation.  It’s supposed to show how the psychopath does not view sex and attraction as an intimidate thing, but a tool to get what they want from a person of any gender.  Did Lively secretly love Kendrick? Maybe a little bit in the beginning?  Besides that kiss, there’s little to no evidence of that.  The kiss is what makes it so single-white-female-y, shows how desperate Kendrick is to make a connection, to be known and loved.

Overall, I enjoyed it, and I would recommend it.

[korissideblog]

So! I decided I wanted to info dump about my bby, and I’m gonna do it here. Consider this a living document, cause ill be editing new questions and answers as they come in <3 if you have any more questions just comment them (or ask on anon if you want, I’ll answer both here and there)

Question from: @bobittybob20276

while Aito tries to train like the rest of her classmates (though sparring) his quirk really isn’t a fighting quirk, so yeah, most of her training happens out in the wild. He mostly trains on his classmates and teachers, but will occasionally go out of the school and try to charm random people she bumps into ;) . she continues his training after graduation, and keeps getting better and better the longer she’s in the field.

Question by: @zedthebuggy

kinda a tough question here, lemme try to explain how Aito’s quirk works; so pretty much it’s not really Aito’s gaze that makes it work, like his pupil doesn’t have to be trained on someone. His quirk works through her iris (the yellow bit). it looks normal most of the time, but when being used, it becomes wildly complicated, confusing the eye of her target and scrambling their brain a bit. pretty much, the brain normally simplifies everything so our eyes can kinda take shortcuts and let us quickly take in as much info as possible, but Aito’s irises are so overly complicated that the target’s brain is forced to focus excessively on them to keep up, making them very suggestible. that’s why Aito has to speak his commands, so that the target’s brain confuses Aito‘s voice for it’s own command (and also why the target won’t do anything too complicated or out of character. if the brain thinks too hard about what it’s doing, it could fall out of Aito’s control) his quirk would be better described as a sensory overload, but without the panic or any negative feelings. It actually feels rather nice to be charmed, like being a hot room with a cool fan blowing in your face, or drinking a warm drink in the snow. Very positive, yet opposity feelings at once if that makes sense

(side note, when Aito gets older, she can control when his quirk is “turned on” but while she’s in UA, it just constantly on all of the time, hence his choice in hairstyle)

so! To answer your question, if someone doesn’t know about Aito’s quirk, they have 0 clue that they’re being charmed, and will have 0 memory of whatever they do when charmed. If someone does know about her quirk though, their brain will recognize the feeling and will be able to combat it (she can still be pretty effective, but he still has to work harder for it) if someone knows about the quirk, their vision will get a bit darkend around the corners and may see quick flashes of darkness as their brain kicks off to focus on Aito’s irises. it takes a lot of willpower to fight Aito’s charms- or, just a very very simplified vision, like Aito’s mama has (if someone asks, I’ll talk later about Guadelupe’s vision, it’s actually pretty interesting) (side note again, if someone tires to fight her charm, it could leave them with a gentle headache <3)

and FINALLY Aito’s quirk doesn’t require her to physically see, as long as her target can see her, it works :)

Question by: @gatortopia

Aito decided to become a hero because… he’s perfect! And he wants everyone to know how perfect she is!! And everyone thinks heros are perfect!!! And soon EVERYONE will see how PERFECT he is!!!!!!!

(side notie <3)

when Aito’s father left them, he was cemented in Aito’s brain as someone who couldn’t see how perfect he was. Aito just wants to be seen by her father, but because he doesn’t know who he is, he assumed that the only way to get the man’s attention was to prove how perfect she can really be, and the only way she could figure out how to do that is by becoming a hero.

after he gets her license, he immediately starts heroing like others do, with big fights and capturing villains and saving people… but… that really didn’t work for her. No matter how strong or fast or clever she was, he couldn’t match up to his peers in the heroing world.her quirk just wasn’t made for that kinda work. He took some time off to figure himself out, and after a bit of time (and a lot of conversations with Michi, both professional and personal) he finally figured out that his best place to work was behind the scenes, collecting information and going undercover in villain hangouts and social events. he wears her support hero badge with pride. (and uhhh still sometimes helps with big fights and capturing villains and saving people. Hey! She spent good money on his hero suit! He’s gonna use it!!)

Question by: @ratty-memes

ooohhhh ok! This is the question I really wanna answer!!!

so! to clarify, Aito absolutely thinks he’s all that and a bag of chips, like even in the deep parts of her brain, she thinks he’s The Blueprint. I would almost describe her as narcissistic bordering on psychopathic. THE ONLY REASON I WOULDN’T DESCRIBE HER AS THIS THOUGH- is because of her reasoning

so- Aito was raised by his mama exclusively, and he thinks his mama hung the moon and painted the stars. Like she is a capital M capital B Mama’s Boy. He absolutely adores his mama and thinks she’s absolutely without flaw or defect. (She didn’t instill this in him, Guadelupe’s just a very nice lady and Aito was really messed up after his father left, so she clung to any semblance of a good parent she could find. (Even though he’s technically out of this stage already, and it’s much less pronounced, something similar happened when he met Sato. Guadelupe never dated after Aito’s father “because my mijo is the only person I’ll ever need” and because of that, Sato is the first positive male role model in his life. Most of his acting out actually is a product of wanting to keep Sato’s attention on him, and to subconsciously keep him from leaving like his father did))

Aito’s brain pretty much went “ok, my mama is Absolutely And Positively Perfect… and she really really loves me… she wouldn’t love a kid with flaws… so I must also be perfect!!” And that’s why she thinks she’s all that! She thinks his perfection is as obvious as the sky being blue, and his want for validation just his way of checking out the window and seeing the color or they sky. they sky is blue, and everyone knows that, and Aito is perfect, and everyone should know that!!

Question by: @cosmic-goof

you only get repercussions if you’re caught ;)

but also she’s promised multiple people that she won’t steal from strangers. In the classroom setting, people know that when your wallet or your ID card or your phone go missing, you should talk to Aito before you do anything else, strangers don’t know that, so whatever she takes is for keeps. He really doesn’t like keeping things from people as much as he just likes the act of pick pocketing, so if someone asks for their item back, Aito will immediately return it and will probably explain how and when he took it if they let him. only problem is, you obviously can’t do this with strangers, so instead she does other things, like asks them for a harmless favor that someone would never do for a stranger (“hey there, can you help me move tomorrow?” “Hi! Do you mind if I take your picture?” “Hello sir! can I look through your phone for a sec?”)

Question by: @cosmic-goof

at the moment, it’s usually an adult who knows about her quirk and tries very hard not to be charmed (think sato). she can still charm adults obviously, but it’s a bit harder to do bc she’s just a little baby. maybe when she trains more she’ll get stronger, but at the moment, that’s her limit (sorry if this is a weird answer, willpower doesn’t exactly come in like a points system irl, so I can’t be like “7 willpower!” yk?)

Question by: @glitchviper

I talked about this before with Rin’s blind eye (something I’ll probably add here) but being blind in one eye wouldn’t stop Aito’s quirk (as long as you look at her with your non-blind eye, you can still be charmed, hence why when looking at Aito with only her blind eye, Rin wasn’t charmed)

the only was to not be charmed by Aito is to just not see her eyes, so total blindness or some kind of visual abnormality (like her mama has. somebody PLEASE ask me about Lup’s eyes. I have diagrams) but! if a person is seeing, but can’t hear Aito (be it because of deafness, or some issues in the environment like loud noises or earmuffs) a person can be charmed, but cannot be commanded <3

((p.s. I’ll be talking a lot about blindness or other disabilities while discussing Aito’s quirk, but if I say or display any ableist language or sympathies, please know it’s out of ignorance and not malice, and correct me when you can.))

[crackcrocs]

DEATH WILL ONLY BE THE BEGINNING #3

3. Transformation Central

the entities of my personalities would like to come together in one voice that speaks through me, we or I call this collection of words from the mustiest corners of my brain to this note page to voice something that might come close to what I feel underneath the skin I wear. In all my unorganised words- I might even go as far as to call this a poem, titled:

‘TRANSFORMATION CENTRAL’

sub characters in my head would appreciate if this could be visualised & understood through as deep a lens as humanly possible. even I confuse myself so if you can decode or relate to any of this, wonderful. If not, I’m locked in my own mind, swallowed the keys to my soul.

SIMILARITIES & INTERCONNECTEDNESS BETWEEN HUMAN & PLANT CONSCIOUSNESS EXIST! if you look closely at my nose freckles you’ll see the resemblance of the constellations above. if you look at the human veins & the layout of a tree, this is further proof.

{VISUALS THROUGH A SEPIA WINDOW STARING @ THE AUTUMN LEAFS; IMAGINING THE SEEDS UNDERNEATH, THROUGH NUMB ROOT VESSELS THAT PERMEATE THROUGH EVERY MEMBRANE OF MY EXTERNAL TO INTERNAL ENVIRONMENT}

~FEATURING THE VICIOUS CYCLE OF DEPRESSION & PERFECTIONISM.

here goes:

What is this part of my mind ?

If you want; delve inside-

I may look sweet like Alice,

but underneath it all

I deteste looking in the mirror

-cos I see the mad hatter.

my inner child needs a platter-

full of care not distortion & abuse pls.

less fibbin would’ve been a breeze.

now following the dead fish in the stream!

HOW on EARTH do I fit with the cod & the Haddock?

I’m the rainbow fish- beat & battered.

dim my own light cos I’m too afraid to shine.

alone.

thieves tried to steal my shiny scales.

I sat and watched them grow.

In the sea realm they were mean gargantuan selfish whales, with poisonous shark fangs & alligator tails. scorpion hands. (gremlins)

and still they make me feel like the alien-

I cant take it.

Make it make sense ?

I can’t.

controller in my hand-

Off balance stance.  

anxiously I move round like a wobbly jelly.

where’s the button to balance my chi & shut out the ego ?

the teLLIE telling lies to our vision!

change the channel aura terracotta orange- daily dosage of vitamin D & C.

catch me sun gazing by the sea

head buzzin like a bee.

speaking from a dusty box

stuck on top of a forbidden shelf

cos I dunno how else.

I’m tryna delve deep but forgot how to dive

How can i visualise? scenery foggy-

the establishment man with the glue gun got me xD

inner monk burning but at peace

Cos I refuse to believe

If the only way is the American dream

Interconnected; like the frog in science -let’s dissect it!

down to every floating atom spirit neighbouring your door

subcategories & divisions, it’s more!

than the rich and the poor -prism that’s been built

do we all feel like a performance monkey on stilts?

will my data be extracted & used to mould a robots personality some day?

well obviously not.

does the price of our lives all amount down to slave ways?

LABOUR YAY!

but morals & values it seems we’ve forgot.

sO If i don’t speak its cos I’m lost.

or maybe i’m enlightened-

Standing at the edge of the porch;

watching TRYING to understand how the flowers grow.

questioning eVERYTHING man made!

I’ve stepped out of the perfect picture frame

I can see the coal pollute the sky

I need to hop on the train-

but I’m comfortable

Sunset to sunrise statue standing still.

what’s the ingredients to life’s yucky pie?

I’ve exceeded mental lotteries.

Sanity n universal peace would be a trophy.

TIL then I’ll be crafting & shaping a solid pottery reality,

with a few pence, gum, and a bandana of belongings tied to stick.

thinking one day I’ll be laying the bricks

& building a kingdom of bliss.

guess for now I’ll use the intricate delicate materials in my tool box- that’s all I’ve got.

might have a long way- maybe worth a shot.

I observe, cruisin in the sky.

dunno why..

I jus look @ the hills.

Only time & history reveals.

no thanks mr men-

I don’t want your prescription pills.

there’s enough propaganda as it is.

I won’t jump on the merry go round-

til my core trusts & envisions we’ll actually feel safe!

I don’t want to take part in this faux fur, sweet nothings & a jack in a box punching blur, so called future.

oh and genuinely thanks quarantine-for once again, I can hear bird sounds!

guess this is me tryna speak out loud!!!...

it’s not thrilling

system  time killing everything-

mother nature’s oxygen

everything is nauseating

clock ticking, I better start creating.

they should write a book on how to be free when the system set us up to believe that we’re tied to the cut down trees that gives them a currency of greed that they breed.

If blindfolded, I don’t wanna eat what they feed.

Whilst they profit of us -tell us smile and the bandits don’t wanna see us happy.

they’re too busy robbing all our hoods.

In exchange for the silence, they’ve granted us with a 21’st century fashion garment of a slave muzzle! labelled conform.

More delusion to add to the already desensitised norm.

zootonic diseases, welcome covid 19 to your plastic kiddy tea party!- apologies for questioning your motive!

Been handed too many hot plates with a post it note saying HOLD THIS.

we’ll be okay just hush.

Same Shan message told to every generational seed.

If we don’t TRY overpower-

we’ll never succeed!

it’s getting even more scary.

Artificial intelligence.

Societal negligence..

my canvas isn’t clear-dunno am I schizo ?

finger painting, cos it makes more sense.

struggling to blend.

borderline conspiracist pretending to be fine;

moving the goal post, hovering above the race line.

who made the chalk? who set the lanes?

I wanna know it all, maybe¿ far past insane.

I can fit all I need in the palm of my hand,

Maybe even less! cut a finger off not sure it’ll even add stress.

hi from personality Peter, even sober- always away with the fairies.

Pass the pixie dust, I’m in a rush

Found shelter in the comfort of pan physicists timer, no not the one on your phone!

Ring ring, skeptical! is it my demon or my mommy on the phone?

I’m stuck in the airspace of an infinite glass filled with beach particles trying to form myself standing up still attempting not to slip through the hands of my very own discovery.

time is running out & ill go when I go.

I’m sitting inside the fly trap -

stardust, chakras can you feel the sensation colors like a starburst.

deep emotion is a curse.

still entrapped in the sand dune of nothingness-

flipping a domino monopoly of solidified thoughts as I sway with the wind.

I’m the trapped sandbox in the playground & the slipping sand in my own hands.

Inhale chronic but I wanna enter the quiet realm of white noise

-color of a wife beater vest, calmer than the ease in ignorance of a red neck.

sadomasochistic, messes.

but oblivion, seems like less stress.

Unfortunately I can see, with all eyes

empathetic paralysis, gets me vexed.

Punching truth into the core of your chest!

It’s not funny, neither is the one on the receiving end..

My limbs are numb

& im done playing octopus alchemy.

I want minimalism & life can be simple,

Evil entities have made it hard.

Maybe I’ve got stars above my head like an old cartoon character.

But I can’t make it make sense, are they out to get me. worse all of us? Or have I bottled myself tryna re mesh the broken shards,

I feel glued to the floor cos there’s a pretty price to pay if you want more.

I see life through a different lense, maybe born downside up, Benjamin button I came out the back door-

Outside looking in, digesting confusion.

Is to be a product of environment a sin?

rummage through my messy brain.

personalities sardine packed in this tin

I’m the wizard of my mania

Scaring & attracting the black crows-

they’re my friends.

Sometimes still a cowardly lion

Roaring pain & true riddles at the wrenching wicked witch posse of the west.

will my voice ever be loud enough to shed light wit my words and grate the sweet zest

In to the cake i’m baking?

Probably not.

Got more thoughts than the autumn leaves collected by the garden rake. alone.

gathering & storing the pains of yesterday.

sometimes I stay in line

Other times in my head Im on my hands juggling out of time.

but I really don’t mind if I lose or win.

we all have a pace

I jus don’t want the 1% to win the race.

It’s unfair!

Humanity does anyone care ??

Half lady

half fairy

Good  MOOrning-

from my anagrams.

no I’m not a cow.

twister fidget spinner brain in the flesh-

form of expression this time around lyrics.

feel I’m jus a silly rubix

& still mourning

I don’t like dairy

pass the oat milk.

Are you aware the industry are sabotaging our diets?

we want peace!

the powerful elite-

perceive & deceive

the scene they want us to be.

chuck the narcissistic psychopathic pie back in our face-

every time we almost found & addressed the Programme & Control man in the maze.

evil & extroverted- he said that the anarchists have to be the cause of riots.

working isn’t class. I said let’s switch roles- he said pass.

It’s piss! Who’s got the bomb & the guns?

Who got the land? off wit OUR heads 4 fun!

it’s pure scary.

Pharmaceutics handshake.

with the cooked up suppliers, also crooked wack liars.

I’d rather shot a gallon of bloody blubbery infused slaughter house milk

If it meant we didn’t use cocoons for silk.

why not add a drizzle of bleach to the concoction & maybe that’s a reach.

every time I guzzle fakeness, it taste peak.

I want real fruit, what next-

a seedless peach ???

what’s the difference between a weirdo & a freak?

layers & levels to the shit.

Magnifying tapping the window of society, I’ll be puffing green til I get to the land of Oz.

sponge soaked soaking up emotions

Suffocated by deduction of care in life

feel entrapped in this paradigm

what am I thinking ?

got the verbs & a cuppa tea

It’s mixed with torment & desire to be free.

I’d rather be awake than asleep

When I get too comfy I feel weak

Demons they reap

underneath

rip the seems as I bleed

Concrete

Solid

Emotions

Is all you’re getting

It’s all sad scenes in the imagery I’m setting

people need care we seem to be forgetting

why are we in debt wit

a posse of clowns

pay the price so we can get a frown

here’s some seratonin

quit ya moaning

life is all sound

aw yeh¿  if you’re not an over thinker!

product of environment- Sirius flickers

theyve done a ritual like it’s Wicca

now here’s your gold sticker..

for managing to co operate.

In this world fuelled off of evil n hate

waking ups a bloody disgrace

I am not amazed.

Man I love my fam n my friends

Just hate this part of my brain that feels the need to play pretend

sometimes I feel insane

but I’m calm

need to escape so I don’t do harm

Gold lioness in the sky by the sea

with puff the magic dragon

fire out my mouth, fuel helps me breathe

I will shine bright

Promise imma be alright

even tho I’m not sure why

I function like this

I wanna be myself

It’s just hard to find the comfortability

To feel happy and pretty

Lay me down on a bed of roses

Ring around sing about overdose emotions

Sorry dunno how to communicate

Heads in a constant debate

Should I go or should I stay

My head clashes

Burnin the next ciggy as my thoughts become ashes.

[designationpinknoise]

Can I get Jealous Rung, Tarn,Cygate,Prowl and Rodimus with a F!Techno organic reader and their Ex?

I’m to assume the Ex wants them back? Well, okay then let’s do this!

●◆■▲▼◆●Rung: Holo-avatar!

Bless his spark for all those years psychology classes for training him at hiding his emotions. Because right now? he was about ready to call Ten or Fort Max to “take care” of his unwanted guest. Said guest being your Ex. Who the two of you ran into while on a date on one of the human’s space colony stations. He invited himself along and kept, trying to get your attention away from the bespectacled Avatar.

who was certain, your Ex had Narcissistic personality disorder and sadly still had feelings for you as he was doing a poor job at getting you back.

“So, what Ring collects models or something?” the human snorted as he eyed the air plane model he just bought, His avatar’s lips twitched as you gave your ex a tired look.“it’s Rung, and he’s Psychologist.”

(Ex/n)’s pinky twitched Rung observed this everytime Ex/n paused to think “So, he around dangerous psychopaths all the time?” he put on a “concerned” front, Rung hummed as your ex went on a heroic rant.

about how he didn’t feel safe knowing you were exposed to that, and how one of his Nutcases could snap and harm you! Rung ignored the rant, however he did react to your Ex motioning like he was going to touch you,

“Forgive my intrusion, but could you please back away from my Girlfriend. I don’t feel safe knowing she’s being exposed to you.” Your Ex made a sour face as Rung went on to psychoanalyze them. whose eye twitched as Rung hit the mark and some nerves.

“I been watching you body language and ticks the entire time since you invite yourself toOUR date. and have come to a diagnosis, You are either a Sociopath or suffer from NPD, OCD and possible Bi-polar disorder, Now there are ways to help you. so, you can live a semi normal life.”

“Semi normal? what the hell else do I have?”

“Simple Nutcase, there’s no cure for douche baggery… Come along Y/n, Rodimus wanted us back on the ship five minutes ago.”

“Tsk’ whatever, she’ll know what she’s missing out on!”

Ex/n huffed trying to save his wounded pride as (y/n) walked next to Rung who looked down a the [your height] Techno-organic who was smirking at him. “What?” The (h/c) just giggle “Nothing, just you’re kinda sexy when you’re jealous~♪” the Psychologist’s glasses fogged up as his girlfriend dragged him back to the ship.

●◆●◆●◆●◆●Tarn:

He was watching *stalking* his girlfriend as she walked around an alien market place.

To make sure no one bothered her, considering the whole place had seen her and Tarn walk off the DJD’s ship? Needless to say she could take and do whatever she wants and no one could really stop her unless they wanna deal with Tarn.

Who was currently wandering behind her, when someone called out to them “{Y/n!} hey” Tarn’s optics narrowed as His Girlfriend’s face soured at the approaching male organic. whom everyone gawked at like he was lunatic {Ex/n} what the hell are you doing here?“ the T.O. femme hissed as Tarn was slowly getting closer.

"Is that any way to speak to your Fiance?”

“Ex Fiance, it was an arranged engagement and I turned you down.”

“That’s not what your father-”

“My father can go to hell! I’m not going anywhere with you, besides I’m already with someone who appreciates me for me and not my money and lineage” “Oh, really and where is this mystery man? because all I see is trash-” the color in (EX/n)’s face drained as a shadow loomed over him “Meet Tarn, my Boyfriend. Tarn this is the one I told you about. the boy who abandoned me in space.”

Tarn’s optic’s narrowed the “the one who beat you and gave you that scar on your face?~” the purple and black mech hummed joyfully as Y/n nodded he eyed the tiny organic male who fell on his ass.

Tarn reached down and plucked him off the ground.and started juggling him “Oh, been waiting for you.” he purred looking down at his femme “I hear you earthlings have a saying… Eye for an eye was it?” The T.O. girl nodded she smirked when Ex/n let out a unmanly shriek as Tarn made it seem like he going to drop him; only to be caught at the last second.

“Well I have something like that in mind when we introduce him to others come along dear.” (Y/n) smiled as they walked back to the ship guess she’ll tease him about being jealous later…

■▲▼▲■▲▼▲■

Poly Cyclonus and Tailgate:holoavatars

Both Cyclonus and Tailgate were worried about (Y/n) she was late for their date or “family outing” they looked like a couple and their child. Cyclonus hummed as Tailgate started rattling off scenarios, like kidnapping, being ill or lost! the baby-like avatar started crying. Cyclonus told him to calm down when they caught sight of their Girlfriend who seems to have attracted an unwanted male guest.

the two mechs felt a wave of protective instinct and jealousy wash over them as the man was getting too close for their liking. Cyclonus growled and marched over to the Techo organic and mystery male, who put his hand on her only for (y/n) to slap it away.

“Don’t touch me! I told leave me alone! (Ex/n)!”

“Look, I’m sorry for cheating on you with your cousin, can’t we just start over? I miss you.”

“Go set yourself on fire!”

“baby come on! Don’t be like that.”

He made a made a move like he was going to grab her again, only for a tall woman holding a baby to block slap his hand away with a riding whip.“Ow! what the fuck?” Ex/n hissed holding his arm as he glared at the mystery woman.

 Who ignored him “Cy…uh,Camilla? Tali? what are you doing?” The purple haired woman scanned her for any injuries, before zeroing on a small bruise on her wrist before smacking Ex/n again.“What’s your fricken problem lady?!” the organic snarled.

Cyclonus just gave him a look that could boil steel, “My problem is you harassing my girlfriend.” his avatar’s red-brown eyes narrowed at a gob-smacked Ex. Tailgate reached out to his T.O. girlfriend she calmly took him in her arms he hugged her.

“What the hell? you’re gay?!” [Y/n] frown as her Ex pointed at her and her “Girlfriend” who just smirk and wrapped an arm around her waist “so, what if I am? at least they’re faithful and make me happy.” her Ex grimaced walked away with his tail between legs.

Tailgate and Cyclonus spoke over each other “who was that guy?”“did he hurt you?” The techno organic, looked between both her boyfriends then“He was a mistake and no, not anymore.” the two mechs hummed as the rest of the day went off without a hitch. 

though (y/n) was a little confused when a crudely drawn picture of Ex/n being used as a volleyball by Whirl and Cyclonus appeared on her hab-suite’s fridge the next day.

●◆●☆●◆●Prowl

When Prowl is jealous he gets quiet and stubborn, such as the situation is right now (Y/n) and Prowl were on a drive when they stopped at a coffee shop. The Techno-organic was half way inside when a unknown male called out to her, the police felt a ball of ice form in his fuel pump as the guy talked to HIS femme like he knew her…

His mirrors adjusted and followed the two as the entered the shop. (y/n) looking increasingly uncomfortable as time wore on, When they finally came out the tecno-organic made a beeline for the police car. but, was caught by the male who grabbed her elbow.

“Hey, wait up”

“Get off me!”

“Whoa! easy (y/n) I was gonna ask if you were busy later maybe we cou-”

“I’m gonna stop you right there Ex, We are over what part of that don’t you understand?”

The male opened his mouth like he was going to say something, when a pair of arms wrapped around the techno organic’s waist.and she was thrown over someone’s shoulder.

before being put in the passenger seat of Prowl’s alt-form. his avatar got in and in a flash they were speeding off, showering (y/n)’s ex in dirty muddy water. “Damn Prowl you’re a real prick when you’re jealous.” his response was an annoyed grumble.

☆★★☆★☆★☆Rodimus:

Rodimus glared as (Y/n)’s EX chatted with her, He remembered her telling him about EX; he was a jerk he only dated her, to get a another girl jealous when it didn’t work he dumped her.

Rodimus’s avatar’s eye twitched as he heard (Ex/n) made a sob story about how he “missed” Y/n and how he was moron not seeing a good thing when he had it. Rodimus had heard enough and calmly went over to (y/n)’s table “can I help you?” Ex/n huffed at the tall brown haired man glaring at him.

Rodimus smirked grabbed Ex’s cup and dumped his smoothie all over the jerk’s head Ex stood up looking at his clothes then at the guy only to find him and (Y/N) gone and hastily scribbled on a napkin {Don’t mess with my girl!}

Outside Rodimus and (Y/n) were continuing their date walking back to his alt-mode before he stopped her.

“you won’t leave me,right?”

“where’s this coming from?”

“Well, the way you talked about him you seemed happy.”

“Yeah because I was picturing him getting struck by lightning! but, seeing a strawberry kiwi smoothie getting dumped on his head was even better.”

(Y/N) kissed him Rodimus smirked feeling proud of himself before (Y/n) giggled “Besides it was kind of fun watching you get all hot and jealous.~♪” Rodimus face turned red as he sputtered that he wasn’t jealous and needed to get back to the ship.

[ibelievewomen]

“Seth Combs - San Diego”

Reposting to warn others...

“In light if of abuse being a hot topic issue that is finally get some attention & holding these destructive individuals accountable I am reposting something u came accross years ago -this was a well documented case with tons of credibile evidence & witness testimony. Don’t know what happened to the gf but this guy is now the editor in chief over at Citybeat magazine- as a community we need to start holding these types of perpetrators accountable for their actions in a local level, and warn those who could potentially have their lives affected by this monster in the future

‘This coward is disgusting. He fancies himself a ladies man, but he is a sadistic abuser of women, a pathological liar, serial cheater/walking venereal disease. He used to be a local San Diego music critic in the hipster scene but his career has dwindled down to nothing. Nobody in the local market has wanted to publish or read his schticky, tired, egomaniacal music opinions in over 8 years. These days, he’s taken to using his own Facebook + Twitter pages post his boorishly inarticulate, un-evolved (yet ridiculously grandiose) music opinions. This 35 year old pervert is desperately clinging on to his “glory days” instead of developing his writing career or growing professionally he’s taken to trolling the internet for 20 year old cooz full time. A clear case of narcissistic personality disorder aging gracefully, this shallow buffoon hits on anything old enough to read amongst the selfie snapping, post high school wannabe art set. Exchanging farcical literary love quotes & music lyrics that read like an NPR meets jersey shore shore selection of of cringeworthy cliches, with about 12-13 different tarts at a time. He had a girlfriend, smart/ beautiful chick. I guess he ( and she by default) are a target for local hackers + their entire break up was leaked as well as details of horrific emotional + violent physical abuse he subjected her to regularly (with graphic pics depicting her bruised body all beat up) You’d think a violent sociopath, who regularly gets hacked would be smart enough to break up with his girlfriend in person but this pussy transcripted a lifetime original movie about domestic violence in which he plays the text book pyschopath. Instead of breaking up with his girlfriend like a man he beat her for an entire weekend, at one point hitting her head into a door and causing her tooth to break open her lip. When it started gushing blood, his smiled like a maniac at it. . Then he walked out + left her at his house bleeding while he went on first date with his new interest. (Because a beaten & bleeding girlfriend at home is every woma’s romantic dream date) then the next morning left for a month long trip to Costa Rica + never mentioned it or even spoke to his gf again. He just fled the country, left her homeless, penniless, without any of her clothing or belongings, beaten up, thinking she was going crazy and on her own to discover not only that he lied + cheated the whole time but was a psychopath that had been rapidly degenerating into full blown malignant narcissistic personality disorder. What’s super creepy is any of her attempts to confront the violence or entire situation were responded to with very careful wording, suggesting she was going insane & making the whole thing up. What’s even creepier, is when he returned months later, he just picked up with the new girls like she never even existed except, to call her a crazy nut who was obsessed with him & couldn’t deal with the fact that he wanted to break up. This is just his last relationship. The guy has cheated on every girlfriend he’s ever had. He tells himself it’s because he’s such a sought after ladies man but the truth is the guy is 35 years old and literally is incapable of being sustaining fidelity or honesty with a woman for more than 3 months.’”

[indiesoul96]

🧡💚💙

What makes you feel warm inside?

My family and friends. When I see good being done in the world. A good movie

What’s your favorite halloween tradition?

We don’t really have Halloween traditions in Italy so I don’t know 🙈

What’s the last thing you learned?

Oh, uhm.. the scientific difference between a sociopath, a psychopath and a narcissist.

When’s the last time you felt obsessed?

👀 probably since Ocean’s 8 came out

What’s your favorite article of clothing?

Are shoes considered an article of clothing? 🤔

What’s your favorite thing to do outside?

Something that I can exclusively do outside? Probably smoking

Do you like camping?

Oh god, no! I’m way too much scared of insects, and I love my comfort too much to live in a tent 😂

What would you spend $1,000 on?

The answer is always going to be a trip. No money is better spent than visiting the world

What’s your job, or what do you want to do as your job?

I study psychology and I either want to go into clinical psychology or forensic psychology. ✌🏼

What do you do when you’re sad?

I usually go out with friends which helps me keep my mind busy, but I don’t feel like leaving the house I either watch movies/tv shows or work out!

What are some things you do when you can’t sleep?

I play on WorldGeography which is an app where you learn, in fact, geography 😂

What was the best (non-romantic) night you’ve had?

Oooh this is an hard one!!!

I’d say the nights I went to see Cate’s play, Florence and the machine’s concert and Lady Gaga’s. One night during my graduation trip in Florence where I got drunk with my friends in front of the duomo (not because of the alcohol per se but that night just felt so good for no particular reason)

What kind of covers do you have on your bed?

Right now just a really light sheet because it’s freaking hot here!!!!

Who is the last person you told a secret to?

My friend.

[dinoalexander]

Your Moment of Zen: The Gourmet Academy’s Semi-Quotable 2017 Quotedown Quotetacular PART 2

Last time on this blog, I hit the limit. Thanks, Tumblr. Here’s part 2.

——

“I had gold-encrusted poop.” -Cat

“Love my idea for 30 seconds.” -D’angelo

“Game of Thrones for D? I’d kill a White Walker for that D. I would kill an Ice Dragon for the D my damn self and he knows this man.” -JJ

“Weird for me to be on top, but let’s see how this goes.” -Cyndi

“Jordan’s ain’t nothing but dyslexic Pumas.” -Karrie

“James Woods announced he has retired from acting, which is a bit like somebody who has already been fired announcing he is quitting.” -Kevin

“Meal’s not done until I hate myself.” -Alex

“Damn you, Mrs. O’Leary’s cow!” -Bryson

"That was comparatively easy." -C

"Well neither one of us is a cri..." -Q

"Go ahead, Quisla. Finish that sentence." -C

"Neither one of us has been incarcerated." -Q

“Oh wait.. there's still a little bit of bullshit around your lips. Here is a napkin....” -Leslie

"Quisla and I are a biracial lesbian couple. We need a sperm donor for our baby." -Christina

"I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE!" -Jordan

"Someone offers you a seat on the rocket ship, you don't ask for what seat, you just get on the rocket ship." -Shannon

“Cersei, sit your five-dollar ass down before I make change.” -Q to Christina

“If I could enter every situation with the confidence I feel getting in the shower with a new razor I’m fairly positive I could conquer the world.” -Ashton

“Pulled that one out of my endocrine system.” -C

"So many jokes already out there about the newest Trump release that I'm just gonna hold mine in." -Masha

"When I'm 70 I want to just be sitting beside you in a rocking chair talking shit to little kids to get off my fucking lawn and not be touched by your saggy wrinkly balls!" -Christina

"And now, a man who is leaving Quizbusters to devote more time to writing Boy Meets World fan-fiction, MATT OTTINGER!" -Nedeff

“Where’s my cosmo?” -Q

“NOTIFY THE LYRICS POLICE!” -Shannon

Jay: "While we were gambling in Las Vegas every time we made a decision we heard your voice in our fucking heads"

Gordon: "I love to mold young minds."

“You beautiful television loving bastard.” -Jordan

“I can’t raise my hand until I download an additional 14 codecs.” -Brian, when asked if he knew that RealPlayer still existed.

"You know, on balance, there would be both good and bad aspects to sex robots." -Kristin, apparently

“#DinoTheDouche2020” -Festivus party

“Here’s how Matt Lauer flirts! ‘Hey baby. Wanna see my cock? (NBC logo) It’s the peacock. Get it? N-B-C!’” -Kyle

“You have a Pokémon named menopause?” -Q

“Let’s hear it for cheap terry cloth!” -Aneesa

"Snorlax is kinda hot." -...somebody

“Baby needs a new pair of shoes.” -Jessica

“... or sunglasses. Or if he gets convicted, chastity belt.” -Gordon

-the subject: LiAngelo Ball getting arrested in China

“To be fair, nothing that comes out of Jordan’s mouth is family friendly.” -C

"I'M COMING!" -"Venkman" shirt

"CONGRATULATIONS!" -Q

"Oh god." -Jordan

“It’s not my fault that narcissistic, egotistical psychopaths kiss better.” -Christina

“Security Guard: You can’t bring outside food in here.

Leslie: This is a service burrito.”

“.... you motherfuckers.” -Danny

"The Doodle does not abide." -Laura's cat

"Greetings. I am Tuvok of the Federation starship Voyager. And this is my big ass gun." -C

“My issues are....” -Jay

“Well documented.” -C

"Tom Baker, smart man. Fell off a radio tower thwarting The Master's plan, so sad..." -Dane

"There is a sleeping Cat on my head and a sleeping Pedro on my legs. Movement is not allowed." -Ashton

“Papa Johns would rather blame poor sales on NFL players kneeling than accept the fact that Little Caesars Hot N Ready is for the people.” -Marcella Arguello

“Your magical holiday look, according to H&M — naked and legless.” -Kristin

"Instead of buying bread, milk & eggs for your little French toast emergency, what you need to do is buy some damn condoms. Because apparently you have nothing better to do than fuck." -Q

“Well... I’m going to have to stay off the interwebs all day to avoid spoilers for Stranger Things! If someone dies because Nancy is a whore again, I’ll throw something at the TV tonight 🤣 #JusticeForBarb” -Shannon

“Don't call me a "cat lady"...I prefer "pussy magnet".” -Laura

“What’s his name? Roofie?” -C, on the Habs’ mascot. His name is Youppi.

“I’m so proud of you for knowing someone died!” -Jordan

“When scientists go to conventions:

"Do you have any excedrin?"

"No, we only have aleve, aspirin and tylenol"

"I'll take the aspirin and tylenol.... and a diet coke"

"you want BOTH?!"

"Yes, I am going to make Excedrin. Charge my room."” -Suzy

“God bless Alcohol, the engine by which sadness becomes commerce.” -Brandon

“I will poke you with a vengeance.” -Ellen

"More espresso, less depresso." -Nikki

“Fuck these questions like we have the same parents.” -Christina

“Shhh... they just put pork on pancakes.” -Travis

“Coming out of self imposed exile to pass along that for the first time, the 💩 trophy will go to an entire team. Or in this case two losers! Pittsburgh and Cincinnati, thank you, fuck you, bye!” -Carl

"Camouflage Condoms: She Never Saw Us Coming." -Tracy's quiz team name.

“I love only cats and Kylo Ren. I think because they have the same level of concern for my feelings and well-being.” -Laura

"I'm a certified G and a bonafide stud." -Matty

"I try really hard not to take that bitch pill... But some people are really begging me to swallow." -Q

“Putting cucumbers in your water won’t offset the fact that you chugged 8 vodka sprites in under 30 mins last night, Kayla!! 😂😂🤦‍♀️ idiot.” -Leslie

“Ummmm who supports breast cancer? To each his own, but personally, I'm against it.” -Shannon

"Oh Jesus, a Mark Richards episode?" -C, on the Starcade marathon

"BSI challenging an answer? That's never happened before." -Jordan

“I’m out of bacon. This is my suicide note.” -Bailey

“You’re not allowed to say you have no standards.” -Christina

“Is REM sleep and masturbation possible at the same time?” -Q

"Use #GSThrowdown, because #GSTD just sounds like someone with the Clap who can sing on key." -JJMan920

“Here’s a picture of Jordan on my bosom.” -C... as Christina taking a picture of Jordan actually on her bosom

"The fact that there's a highway to hell and a stairway to heaven says a lot about anticipated traffic numbers." - Woody Paige

"One has a pianist, and the other does not." -C

"Were you just talking about penises?" -Q

"Everything before the word 'but' is horseshit." -Jon Snow

TO BE CONCLUDED... MAYBE?

[anautisticdragon-blog]

Humanity's Love Affair with the Sociopath

Sigh. This one's been a long time coming, I've been putting it off because it's such a big topic, but I need to talk about it eventually because it's at the core of everything I've ever talked about. It's my problem with the Zeitgeist, and with contemporary society today. It's my beef, it grins my gears, and it's something you've never asked yourself.

Why do you love sociopaths?

The media is partly to blame, it always is. We've seen an evolution of character types across the decades, from the friendly person with the heart of gold from the idealistic '80s doing all it can to avoid the inherent, inborn corruption of humanity, to the more earnest depiction of an abrasive, incredibly cynical person with a heart of gold from the '90s. From Ninja Turtles to John Constantine, they all had something in common.

They had a heart. They all had compassion, empathy, and no matter how cynical some of those '90s characters could get, underneath it all there was still a basic belief in humanity. A compassion that drove them to always do the right thing despite their bitterness at an uncaring world, an untainted moral compass that never swerved away from wanting what was best. For everyone, with no one left out. An end to the suffering people unjustly endured at the hands of those without a soul.

At some point, we started cheering on the villain. The abyssal creature without a soul, the demonic presence that had no heart to speak of, never you mind one of stone. It became so 'kewl' to be the con man, robbing old ladies for all their worth, spitting on the heroic figures who'd heretofore showed children the consequences of such actions.

It all comes down to the rise of extraversion and how it's tainted to its very core. It might sound like a horrible way to think, but there's just too much evidence to support it and there's going to be a lot of that in this post. I've learned that it isn't 'Humanity are Bastards,' as the trope goes, but rather 'Extraverts are Bloody Psychopaths,' just within varying degrees.

Why do you think the Nigerian scam mails worked? Affiliative extraverts thought themselves clever, they'd 'play' the poor prince, get him to open up and trust them so that they could get that big, juicy slice of money. And then? They'd not give it back! 10 per cent! Why have such a meagre pittance when you could take this 'innocent prince' for all he's worth? What a lark, take that silly sod to the cleaners for trusting you!

Didn't work out that way, eh extraverts?

As good as extraverts think they are at 'playing the game,' sociopaths are a billion times better. And affiliative extraverts seem almost wired to fall for it. It might be a survival instinct to obey the strongest, and thus be seeen as such by proxy, so sociopathic behaviour is desirable because it exudes airs of 'strength.' Even when that 'strength' gets your bank account cleaned out because you thought you were being bloody clever.

Instead of falling arse over tit for a stupid, stupid con.

It's why we have cults of personality... right? Just the affiliatives trying to emulate the 'strong,' trying to be 'strong' by proxy. All looking to the 'strong' for guidance, for will, to do what they bloody can't. Trying to behave like them in order to gain favour. Whether it's Steve Jobs, Donald Trump, or any charismatic sack of ichorous waste, whatever the Wastrel of the Day is, if they're manipulative enough, the affiliatives will follow.

It happens on all kinds of scales. All kinds. You'd have to be the world's shiniest example of a Joe bloody Soap to not see it, and people don't. These cults of personality pop up everywhere. And I have to pick out an obscure favourite of mine so that people won't be too invested in it, if you're seeing this from an outside perspective, you might actually catch on. So, what manner of dirtbag is going to serve as my example?

I'm going to use one that was never of criminal intent, though a generally scummy person nonetheless. Chris Avellone. In video game circles you might have heard of him, most do I'd think, and they worship him without even really knowing why. Why? Well, he's a sociopath, isn't he? Anyone with the brass clackers enough to lead a cult of personality always is.

Nature of the beast.

What'd he do? Let's see. He wrote a Fallout Bible and claimed to have absolute creative veto over the IP, for one thing. If a designer or writer had anything contradictory to say on the matter? He'd passive-aggressively mock them in his 'Bible.' That he called it a bible is more than a bit telling, don't you think? That's not indicative of off the charts narcissistic arrogance at all. Oh no, not even a little bit. No, no...

So let's look at the characters he's proud of including in video games, shall we? Kreia, from Knights of the Old Republic: A soapbox for Avellone's seedy, unbalanced views and a sociopath. Ulyssess, from New Vegas: See Kreia. Weeping Mother, from Pillars of Eternity: See Kreia. Sensing a pattern, yet? Ulysses wanted to nuke everyone back into a fresh apocalyptic state, it's what humanity deserved, he just wanted to watch them burn.

Avellone has often said that that's what he'd wish for the Fallout franchise. That's not worrying at all, right? Okay, how about how in a recent interview, with all of the cocksure arrogance of a sociopath, he told an interviewer that he prefers 'smart evil?' He'd prefer to 'talk two people into killing one another' rather than actually save anyone. Or Tyranny, which was Avellone's brainchild? That was a world of villainy and evil, lead by sociopaths... Cor, have to wonder if you're sensing a pattern yet. I am.

Oh, and he took an ending out of a game that allowed a group of sapient creatures a future, and a chance at happiness. Why? They weren't human, he believed that their purpose in the story was to die and suffer. Oh yes, did I mention that Avellone is a bit of a crackpot?

And yet people love him.

So, let's move onto a fictional example. Rocket Raccoon was originally an abrasive character with a heart of gold, much like John Constantine. I adored him. That's when he was written by Dan Abnett and Andy Lanning. Did you know that Rocket had a different origin than the dreary rot the films put him through? He was originally a fluffy artificial life form created to help the mentally disabled and disturbed. In DnA's run on Guardians of the Galaxy, Rocket was a really nice fellah, reliable, and a genius. Definitely a bit rough around the edges, to be sure, but a stand up bloke nonetheless.

So, Rocket Raccoon is handed over to Bendis. Brian Michael Bendis...

Brian "Misogyny'n snuff porn is my bag, yo!" Bendis. Brian "I think it's super funny when Elektra gets kicked hard in the vagina by a guy, especially when the onomatopoeia is FOOM!" Bendis. Brian "If a woman didn't get shot in the head in this issue, I didn't write it!" Bendis. Brian "I hate Grant Morrison and Alan Moore just because they're British and that scares me!" Bendis. Brian "It's so funny whenever Tigra gets humiliated, stripped down, forced to do naughty things on camera, and then gets brutally raped by white villains. 'Cause I hate her and that makes it funny! Hehe!" Bendis. Brian "When I write Doctor Doom, he gets to call a woman a 'fat cow whore' and it's totally in character!" Michael God Damn Fucking Bendis.

So, yes, Bendis is also a sociopath. We won't talk about that, here, though. I think I've already covered my grievances above well enough. Suffice it to say though that this man has a history of being shitty to women in comics. And you can probably guess what happens to Rocket, right? Rocket is now a misogynistic sociopath. Hooray. He's a massive arsehole. And not the kind that has a heart of gold, of course. Oh no, not even slightly. He's just a humongous pile of shit.

Cheers, Bendis. You desperate, oversexed and sexually frustrated tosspot. I don't want to be around for the next character you drag over hot coals. That, loves, is why I no longer 'Make Mine Marvel.' More like, 'Take Thine Garble... and shove it where the sun don't shine!' I'm sorry, I have to be facetious, I can't make it through this any other way.

The world is just obsessed with sociopathy.

Take a running kick at a cat's skull to post up on Youtube? Haha, it's funny! Grab a dolphin out of its water, toss it around and abuse it on camera for the purpose of selfies? It's fiiine! When did we start excusing this kind of shit? When did we begin to turn a blind eye? When did it become okay for some charismatic, inbred pigfucker to ruin Britain for everyo--Okay, now I'm getting too specific, aren't I?

That's the truth of it, though. All it takes is charisma and a Machiavellian mind and you can get away with anything! You can be the world's biggest dickhole and people will just cheer you on, no matter what you do! It doesn't matter who gets hurt in the process, does it? And that's where this pus-filled bubo on the face of humanity I 'affectionately' call the Alt-Blight rose from. This is the kind of hell we're living in where somone can have people genuinely think they're hot shit and the greatest new thing since sliced bloody bread for driving a car into a crowd of peaceful protestors!

HOW IS THIS HAPPENING TO THE WORLD???

I come back to Rocket Raccoon in my head. A fluffy critter made to help out the mentally infirm and troubled, reinvented in this cool, hip new age of rabid sociopathy to be a psychopathic, crazy cyborg killer. Why?

Why any of this?

Extraverts.

It's the conclusion I keep coming to and the one I can never get away from. It's what I pointed out when I linked that video from Mike Rowlands just a li'l bit back where he was pointing out how an Alt-Blight arsehat was being a filthy, pathological liar. In one shot, putting on a sob story about how his ilk are just 'peaceful,' not at all violent like the left, and so unfairly 'persecuted for having wrong opinions,' boo-hoo; In another shot, shown counting and bragging about his many, many, many guns.

Extraverts are enablers. They're a hoard, a hive, a buzzing little collective of workers that empower sociopaths by being taken in by them, granting these nutcases power beyond reckoning through their sheer numbers. This is how Trump happened, becasue affiliative extraverts are so easily brainwashed, conditioned, and tricked. All you have to do is convince them they're being clever, that they're in the 'in crowd,' that their chosen social tribe is the most hip, happenin', 'kewl' one out there? And they will, each and every one, collectively swear a holy blood oath to a known murderer.

And thanks to that, we're in a position where it's 'cool' to be a sociopath, psychopath, or other kind of crazy. it's 'seductive,' it's 'hot,' it's 'alluring,' it's 'pull your heads out of your fucking arses.' This isn't Twilight. It's 'strong,' it's 'powerful,' it's 'money,' it's 'stop being so damn deluded while the world dies around you.' With readily denied real issues rotting the world we live on, like global warming and overpopulation, this earth's not going to be around much longer. So why?

Why?

Do you just not care about your children? At all? Or your grand kids?

You bunch of bloody soggy-brained lunatics. That's all I can really say on the matter, isn't it? Singing and dancing while the world burns around you. You bloody lunatics.

I'm just going to talk a liittle about something personal that means a bit to me before I wrap this up. It's even managed to invade the furry community, to worrying degrees. When the Internet was younger, when there were few extraverts (because the Internet was wickedly complicated and they'd not the salted noodles enough to figure it out), the furry fandom was such a genuinely lovely place. It was. You should've seen Furcadia at its height, it was lovely. There were these little communities hosted on servers called MUCKS where fantastically brilliant, singular people got together to dream and imagine things only the brightest furry minds would.

It's why there were a lot of furries involved in video game development in the '90s and early '00s, you know? True story. Look into it. Dr. Cat is but one example. Anyway, it was good. And now? The Alt-Blight have invaded these MUCKs, chased all of the light and wonder away, so these are now tainted, festering hellholes of hatred. It's bizarre to walk through them again and, crestfallen, see how that cancer has made them sick with bile.

Even furries now have to deal with the Alt-Blight. I'm sure a lot of furries might think it's cool. That's the friggernaffin' Zeitgeist, isn't it? Sociopathy is so cool, hot, powerful, and sexy, and a giant taintfest of hatred, let's please never forget that part. It's a very important part, I think.

So it's everywhere. I feel like it's overtaking everything that ever meant something to me. So this is a fight. It has to be. In its own way, this is a war. This is the most abstract war anyone's ever fought. It's a war fought by abstracts against abstracts. It's a war fought against hatred, by compassion; It's a war fought against intolerance, by acceptance; It's a war fought against arrogance, by knowledge; It's a war fought against propaganda, by independent thought; It's a war fought against collectivism, by creativity; It's a war fought against the worst of us, by the best of us.

So, you know. I might be an abrasive buttface, and that's fine, because my heart's always in the right place. I'm not a misogynist, I don't abuse animals, I'm hardly about to run a car into a crowd of people... I think this defines the very opposite of who I am. I've chosen my side. I think that's something we all have to do, now, because it's necessary. Because this is happening and we're not going to be able to hide our heads in the sand any longer.

I get to choose to be 'a poncy, SJW, politically correct sissboy' or... well, a monster. An actual monster. Which is what they are. It might be evangelical, but it's how we have to look at the world, now. So I'm proud to be an SJW, I've said it in the past. I couldn't be more proud, I couldn't be happier! I derive great personal worth from this, because I'm not a monster.

Monsters of yore might have had scales or fur, they might've been fifty stories tall or come in flying saucers. The monster of today has white skin, they're not that tall, either, and they certainly didn't arrive in flying saucers. No, these monsters are home-grown. They're our monsters. And we have to recognise them as such.

If you see a Nazi, say Nazi. That's what every sociopath, psychopath, and associated nutjob out there is going to be. The Alt-Blight, what have you? Nazi. Even ex-neo Nazis will tell you that the Alt-Blight are Nazis.

So can we stop glorifying and empowering monsters now, please?

This is a dark time in history, one of those things where the younger generations will look back and shake their heads in such terrible shame. So let's come out swinging and put this Nazi blight to rest. Once and for all.

Citations

Abused Cat Abused Dolphin Avellone Prefers Sociopathy Example of Bendis's Sociopathy Alt-Blight Furry Troubles Alt-Blight MUCK Taint Alt-Blight Brainwashing

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Search Party: S1 (2016)

Created by Sarah-Violet Bliss, Charles Rogers, Michael Showalter

Starring  Alia Shawkat and John Reynolds

This show was funny, enjoyable, and clever.  I would give it a 6/10. I think Shawkat is a great actor, but she always plays characters that are, like, annoyingly realistic.  Actually, in this show, they are all annoying realistic.  Each of the four main characters remind me of real people I know and dislike.  This is one of the things that makes it so good, tho!  I have two complaints about the plot:

Warning: Spoilers

1. New York City has over 8 million people in it, so it’s just not realistic that they keep running into people they know over this two week period.  I feel like they should have set the show in a slightly smaller city.  I mean most cities could meet all the plot requirements: a market for weird demi-sexual performances, P.I.s, families with a ridiculous amounts of money, culty art stores, opportunities for actors and self-promoting non-profits.

2. why doesn’t Agnes Cho tell Chantal’s family about where she is?  I mean, maybe she thought Chantal needed protection, but how can you watch someone’s family grieve like that and say nothing?  It’s obvious that Agnes wants money too, and she could have collected the reward of a quarter of a million.

It was the character comedy that made the show enjoyable tho, and the season finale is very realistic and unexpected.

John Early plays the amoral white cis gay man we all know.  The way he conducts himself in conversation is so on point. Unlike a narcissistic straight dude who typically talks only about himself, Early’s character Elliott does a great job at pretending like he cares about what you’re saying, but is actually judging you and manipulating the conversation to get something he wants.  His whole cancer lie is funny, but a side plot I didn’t personally care that much about.  I mean, it doesn’t really make sense (he has no contacts from high school anymore? what about social media? photos?), but it is funny how he bounces back so effortlessly.  It seems to be a critique of cancel culture, especially how even when he’s briefly “cancelled,” he doesn’t actually feel any shame or change in anyway.  As a rich, white man, he still has a network willing to prop him up with a book deal, and he ultimately pays no consequences.  Of course, all this sets him up as the perfect little psychopath to help cover up a murder.  It also sets up a lot of funny moments. 

Portia, played by the super hot Meredith Hagner, is the theater kid who you didn’t really like, even though she was really nice, and now she’s going on to have a successful acting career on top of her family’s wealth.  Like most Americans, I want my actors (and artists in general) to be poor and struggling before they make it big, but that’s rarely the case.  I like how her character isn’t just dumb, sweet, or spoiled.  She’s sometimes also clever, cold, and sad.  She plays the insecure, image-obsessed millennial well.  It’s almost easier for her to be a narcissist than Elliot, because we expect hot blonde actors to be narcissists, so she doesn’t have to play a role the same way he does.  Of course, her character also fits into the plot perfectly: the hot lady who men drool over and everyone underestimates, who can also use her acting skills to lie and manipulate people.

John Reynolds’ character, Drew, is your classic boring-ass white man.  He wants things to be normal and mundane so bad.  He has boring friends, he says boring things, he has a boring job.  He’s a good guy, a cutie, but dam, if he isn’t somewhere below average.  I love how Drew is an UNPAID intern, and Dory and him live in a beautiful one bedroom apartment.  It just screams “My parents pay my bills, but I don’t like to talk about it.”

Alia Shawkat plays the lead, Dory.  I love the way they use music to show how she is creating this runaway mystery in her head, but it’s often ruined by outsiders dialogue.  As a young millennial trying to find a satisfying career, I can identify with the mania she’s feeling, and it’s shown well. She’s constantly thinking “Is this a sign?” and “What should I be doing with my life?”  Her character is really hard to read in the first season: why does she want to find Chantal?  Is she trying too hard to create a dark mystery because she hates her own boring life? By the end of the season, I was beginning to think that maybe Chantal wasn’t in real trouble, but TV-bias did have me thinking something twisted was going to happen.  I’m also not sure why Dory couldn’t go to Montreal alone or just with Drew, when it was clear her friends weren’t that into it.  I do understand wanting desperately to know the truth.

The next two season’s explore Dory’s motives more, but I honestly wouldn’t strongly recommend them.  Season two and three were both kind of anxiety producing: four cocky idiots trying to get a way with a murder in which they left behind a mountain of evidence, resulting in (SPOILER) Dory stupidly refusing to plead guilty and claim it was self-defense.  It’s like despite everything, she still thinks she’ll get away with it OR (more likely) she just can’t come to terms with herself as a murderer.

They obviously should have called the cops after they killed Keith.  As two educated white kids, they could have gotten away with it, even lied about the altercation to make it seem like Keith was more violent than he was.  Elliot makes her second guess whether is was self-defense or not, even though Keith had been acting extremely sketchily towards her.  Obviously, he didn’t deserve to die, but someone had to do something to get him off her.  Ultimately, they all decide they are above the justice system, but I think Elliot is a little more to blame.  The justice system is fucked, but not necessarily against them.  If they had called the police immediately, they might have had to spend a few years (research tells me 0 to 12 before parole, average 3 to 5) in Canadian prison, but a man is dead, so maybe that’s okay.

It’s also worth mentioning Clare McNulty, although she’s really only in the last episode.  Her character, Chantal, is hilariously normal: that girl who is so average looking and untalented, you think, well she must at least be friendly and humble, but astonishingly, she’s neither of those things.  So often, TV shows only portray special characters, but like most of the characters in this show, Chantal is annoyingly normal and familiar.  Her very existence reminds me of the assumptions we (or is it just me?) make about women’s confidence and morality levels.

It’s a funny show, relatable, realistic, and entertaining.  I would recommend the first season, and the next 2 only if you are bored and have low-anxiety.  I also just learned that Bowen Yang does a podcast about the show? I love him, so obviously I’ll give it a listen, though I can’t possible imagine what he could be saying about it.