Oh, What's the Skaven/Retchen situation looking like now that Gordon has been usurped? How's that going?
I FORGOT ABOUT THE SKAVEN-
Yeah they're banished from the Retchen's lands and trespassing will be taken as an act of war. Simply chased them out of their mines and establishments all the way out of the territory and didn't allow the Retchen to take anything with them.
Gordon's still deep under the palace in the cold caves hanging on by a thread in his secret bunker thing.
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I think I have a potentially controversial opinion on Aziraphale and the ending.
So one of the things that made me smile so, SO much, was THIS:
That PURE ABSOLUTE UTTER JOY.
We have not seen ANYTHING like that from demon Crowley. We've seen him be drunk and silly, we've seen him be amused, but we've not seen this.
Now, let's consider what we know about Heaven:
It's never fully populated. ALL of the shots are completely devoid of angels, except for a few, who are almost always just getting somewhere and never really talking to each other.
Where I thought the archangels were a tight clan, it really looks like they're super catty and prone to jealousy. No doubt they would stab each other in the back happily if it came down to it. How much of Heaven is like that, if even the archangels all hate each other?
Aziraphale already has a nervous disposition when he meets Crowley. Is he perhaps an angel that NEVER fit in? Is he familiar with being ostracized by his peers? Just how lonely IS Heaven? Crowley seems to be a pretty powerful angel, and HE doesn't even know that it's all getting shut down in 6000 years -- it's like no one talks to anyone.
Aziraphale, during their whole meeting, looks absolutely smitten. At one point, Crowley goes, "Look at you! You're gorgeous!" and Aziraphale looks over with happy surprise, just before realizing he's not looking at him but rather at what he's created. And then, when Crowley starts going on about making suggestions and asking questions, Aziraphale is IMMEDIATELY concerned and doesn't want him to get into trouble.
Aziraphale is hooked on this angel, and I cannot help but think that this is perhaps the first angel who has ever WELCOMED Aziraphale into his company.
He is hooked on this angel, and the way Crowley smiles is with the light of all the stars he's just created, and it's infectious and it brings a smile to Aziraphale's face as well. And then this angel shields him from the oncoming falling stars.
He is hooked on this angel, and then this angel goes and joins the Great Rebellion, and becomes fallen himself.
"You were an angel once," Aziraphale said, softly, at the bandstand. He remembers.
I think it's reasonable to guess that Heaven has never felt so warm as it did in the presence of millions of exploding stars, next to the (arch?)angel that may perhaps be one of the few (only?) to pay him any positive attention.
I think it's reasonable to assume that Heaven was not the same after Crowley fell. I wouldn't be surprised to find out Aziraphale had wondered about the angel, wondered if he was okay. I would imagine that Aziraphale keeps that picture of pure, angelic, unbridled joy somewhere inside of him.
So, really, is it any surprise that threaded throughout EVERY interaction, Aziraphale has this deep-down feeling that Crowley is good? Would it be any surprise that Aziraphale, an angel who goes along with Heaven as far as he can (which isn't always), feels that if HE is still an angel, then what was done to Crowley was a great injustice?
I think it would make sense that we are shown "before the beginning" not just because it is fun, but because THIS is the foundational context for everything Aziraphale thinks Crowley is, everything Crowley enjoys. I think he remembers this moment and wishes he could live there forever. With Crowley. The two of them with this happiness, forever.
But nothing lasts forever, as much as he wishes it did.
I'm not saying Aziraphale was right with what he did to Crowley at the end of s2. There is a lot I think he did wrong. I think he held onto this picture so tightly, he didn't realize that Crowley had long since let it go, and painted a new one with Aziraphale with all the shades of grey he picked up as he sauntered (or plummeted) vaguely downward (into a pool of boiling sulfur).
I don't think he was right, but I do think he is understandable. I think there was a lot of selfishness, but also some misguided selflessness too. I watched that first scene with angelic Crowley and my heart actually broke a little, because I thought, "What a shame this joy was taken away from him."
I think Aziraphale is trying to right the injustice he feels has been done. But I also think Aziraphale doesn't realize that Crowley can never go back. The concept of falling never crossed Crowley's mind when he suggested that he ask a few questions, and he will NEVER get that kind of innocence back. And Aziraphale doesn't understand, because Heaven has clearly always just been that way for him (he is already aware of the danger of asking questions).
Crowley does not want to go back because he can never go back. He can never be the same angel he was when he thought he could build a universal machine that would crank out stars for eons and eons. He can never be the same angel he was when he thought he could make some suggestions and ask some questions and co-create with THE Creator.
Crowley understands that, and Aziraphale doesn't. But I can understand why Aziraphale would want to try. And I think it's all because of this:
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aka, emily using unusual senses to solve murph's puzzles
Transcript:
Emily: Can I go and sniff 'em
Caldwell: Oh shit.
Murph, incredulous: Can you go and sniff 'em?
Emily: Yeah, I wanna get in real close to the nape of the neck where all your most personal scents come out, and I wanna sniff 'em. (laughs)
Murph: Moonshine go ahead and roll a perception check with advantage.
[Caldwell and Emily laugh.]
Caldwell: I'm gonna be mad if this works.
Jake: Which one is she sniffing?
Caldwell: Both, I guess.
Emily: I mean… I'm goin for both
Murph: Okay.
Emily: I think I gingerly walk towards Hardwon number one. Take in a deep nape of the neck sniff.
Jake: Great, yeah. This is like as I'm squaring up to fight you.
Emily: Then I'm walking into the other one. (laughs) Take another deep huff-a-Hardwon. And I got a… 23!
Murph: Jesus christ. [Caldwell laughs.] Okay. Moonshine, you walk over to one of the Hardwons, um, the one played by me. You… sniff him--
Emily: Uh-huh. Does he smell like he been drinkin?
Murph: He smells like… sweat and blood and alcohol that he's sweating out.
Caldwell: Checks.
Emily: Okay.
Murph: You go over to the other Hardwon.
Caldwell: Oh boy.
Murph: The one being played by Jake at the moment, um, and he smells like sulfur.
Murph: And you quickly think-- this might not actually be gold.
Emily: Ah! So this ain't gold so we gotta figure out which one is actually gold. Umm-- if that's the case, can I just bite the next one to see if I think it's gold?
[Caldwell and Jake laugh.]
Murph: … wow.
Emily: I don't wanna burn all my spell slots.
Jake: Yeah, she'd be able to like, bend it. There'd like, be a little bit of give.
Emily: Yeah. That's what you see when people are testing if something's real gold or not. They bite it.
Murph, incredulous: Moonshine, go ahead and give me a perception check.
[Caldwell laughs.]
Emily: That's gonna be a 23!
Murph, laughing: Moonshine.
Jake: Damn right.
[Caldwell and Emily laugh.]
Murph: You do not press any of the buttons. You go around and you bite each individual gold dragon.
Emily: Okay, I think the first thing Fia's going to look at is-- Fia's looking at-- is Shank out right now?
Murph: Uh, Shank I think was out, 'cause Shank met Kenley.
Jake: That's right, yeah.
Emily: Okay. Shank, uh-- Fia's going to go over, take a sniff of Shank.
Shank (Murph): Aah!
Emily: To see if there is any sort of like-- if it is, you know, the scent of bonfires and dry leaves, and then I will look at autumn. If it is the set of, you know, wisteria leaves-- like-- wisteria flowers blooming I will look into spring.
Jake: Very nice.
Murph: Oooooh. That is… interesting Fia. You fuck me with the weird way you think, my wife.
[Emily cackles.]
Murph: Um, go ahead and give me a perception check you fucking maniac.
Henry (Jake): You know, this is actually perfect, 'cause he hasn't been eating potato skins lately-- he really should smell like himself.
Emily: 18 on the dice! That becomes a… 24!
Murph: Jesus christ.
Caldwell: Mmm. Take a big wiff.
Emily: I fill my nostrils. You see literally some of the shadow is leaving Hank and being inhaled by me.
Shank: Woah! Easy!
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