#iago talks

[thatoneparrot]

“kill them with kindness” Wrong. IAGO ARMY ATTACK!!!!!!🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜🦜

[c-rowlesblogs]

the last time I made a post about a character type I really like it went well, so here's another one: I love a character who is a piece of shit loser.

Let me explain: a very specific kind of piece of shit loser. This is a character who is almost never (at least not at first) a major protagonist or a major villain. They might be a mercenary or thief or black-hat hacker or in some other sort of antisocial "bad guy" line of work. They are some sort of henchman, or at least have strong henchman energy: dangerous and/or talented in specific skills perhaps, but also, importantly, undeniably a loser. Their personality sucks. They're uncharismatic and unpleasant. The heroes interact with them only when they must-- and this character deliberately cranks up the cynicism around especially sunny or optimistic heroes. They know the world is a cold, hard place, and the only thing they trust is cold, hard cash (if they're even getting paid for this shit). Things like "hope" and "friendship" are for suckers.

Until... somehow, some incident or confrontation or compounding sequence of events puts a crack in their armor. It's a crack where the light can get in-- and also, alarmingly (to others and to them), shine out. It turns out this piece of shit loser had a little spark of goodness buried deep inside all along, and no matter how much they dig in their heels and insist they don't care, their conscience is steadily pulling them over to the "good" side, and it's winning. And the heroes know it, too: this character might still be a piece of shit loser, but now they're their piece of shit loser, and there's no going back.

[thedeadthree]

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[accultant]

are you going to cold-shoulder me all night?

━━★. *･｡ﾟ✧⁺ THE AGONY OF UNMADE DECISIONS

Katya’s voice is on the other side of the door after Iago has changed the locks and the wards on it since Puck’s last… lapse. He nearly cracked their skull the other day in a frenzy and Iago has been holed up in their office since. The work keeps them busy. The solitude keeps them safe. 

They especially don’t want to talk to Katya of all people. Not after that. They don’t know if she was present during any of the mad dash around the Temple ( they were, admittedly, a bit too distracted to take note ) but it doesn’t make much of a difference. 

Iago escaped. As they somehow, inexplicably, painstakingly, repeatedly do again and again and again and again and again- 

They doubt Katya will last much longer here. Puck is fickle. Iago escaped this time, sure, but they’ve had a lifetime of practice. Katya pushes buttons for fun and doesn’t seem to take any of this seriously. She’ll be dead by the end of the week, they’ve convinced themselves after the twins’ latest altercation. 

They don’t want to talk to her, don’t want to see her, don’t want her anywhere near them. She’ll be nothing soon. So why bother with her now? Why entertain her a second longer? Interacting with her at all was a mistake, they knew it would be a mistake, they feel so stupid for ever even saying her name when they knew damn well they’d have to write it down in their ledgers with all the other victims. 

But Katya is insistent. Buttons, she’s always pushing buttons. Their voice snaps from the other side of the door, “Yes, I am. Go away.” 

They almost forget their excuse, the same one they’ve told her a million times now with very little success rate, “I have work to do. Go away, mutt.”

[cordycepspog]

I love how everyone talks in this show. Nobody’s monologuing or giving long winded speeches for the audience’s sake. They stumble over their words and mutter to themselves, curse when they’re pissed and are just so honest to who they are; people. There’s no superheroes or tactically trained super soldiers or even villains, for that matter. They’re all just people in a shit situation, and they talk like it.

[darthnell]

Careertober Day 31: Final Farewell. The last time the Pyke siblings were together, in the goodbye room just after Bellara volunteered. This felt like a fitting moment for the last day of this event too, even though this happens before the events of True Vengeance. (I also had wanted to draw something for Iago's birthday, which was the 30th, but I'd planned to do Procy and Prox instead, and honestly Iago would definitely rather his birthday be on Halloween instead but I'm not changing it sorry bud. Happy belated birthday)

We made it through ! It's been years since I last did a monthly drawing challenge, and that sure was a challenge. I'm really happy with how a lot of them turned out though! Really nice to actually draw out some of the things I've written, and also make some headway on my sketchbook (which I started in. 2018. bhjvbdf). Now for November, back to writing !

Day: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30

[gorillaxyz]

nixon is like iago to me... hes very interesting because he was so horrible

[thejugheadparadox]

whyyyyy would you prev tags me talking about how actors doing shakespeare love to play gay and make it about gay iago it is NEVER about gay iago and it is ALWAYS about 60% of the characters from measure for measure

[festive-unserious-fellow]

Why is "capitalist parrot" a character archetype and why do I love it

[apollos-boyfriend]

trick or treat?

[thatoneparrot]

thundra not having merch is a crime against humanity

[crystallizsch]

HELP 😭😭😭

grim like burned most of the letters but she managed to read at least a few-

yuusha appreciates the enthusiasm ig ghsdfl

Hey, prof. How are your classes? My new first-year students are quite behaved this year.

post-nrc yuusha brain worms are getting to me,,,,

anyways i finally figured it out- i want her to start working as the art professor at nrc probably a short time after graduation 👀

(so not really post-nrc since she's still there 💀)

[genesisrecord]

and while we're at it here's some things i've made whilst being incredibly normal about this play

[accultant]

Jaheira swayed as she stepped closer to Iago, her eyes wide with drunken disbelief, her hands firmly gripping their shoulders. She leaned in, her face a mix of bafflement and sheer incredulity, as if she were trying to decipher the meaning of the universe itself — or at least the latest cosmic joke it had played on her.

“Wait, wait, wait, wait. You’re telling me,” she began, her voice rising with every syllable, “you have a twin? A twin?!” She shook them lightly, as if trying to rattle sense into both of them — or herself. “So, let me get this straight. Not content with spreading his bloody seed across the realms, not content with the chaos of Bhaalspawn running amok, this time Bhaal decided to — what? — make it double?!”

Her laughter started low, almost a growl, before it erupted into a full-throated, unhinged cackle. She let go of Iago’s shoulders, only to stagger back a step and throw her arms wide in a gesture of mock reverence. “Twins! Oh, divine one, you’ve outdone yourself this time!”

She turned back to Iago, her expression a mix of amusement and exasperation. “And here I thought my life couldn’t get any more complicated. But no, no! This time I have a matching set! Do you both come with blades, or is one of you the talky type?”

Jaheira wiped a tear from her eye, still chuckling, before fixing them with a half-serious glare. “If I wake up tomorrow and find out you’ve got triplets lurking somewhere, I’m going to throw myself off the nearest cliff. Mark my words.”

Iago scrunches up their shoulders when she grabs them and leans back with an unhappy whine as she leans forward like a clumsy, awkward dance between the two inebriated companions.

"Yes, twins, yes," they start, exasperated, having had this conversation a million times since the truth came to light.

But it doesn't quite seem like appearances are Jaheira's biggest issue here. Iago is surprised more people don't jump to this concern. It's almost a nice change to the surface-level 'twins? you're kidding, right?' looks of disbelief between the pathetic, magical waif and the 6'5 dogboy who couldn't look less alike. Almost a nice change. Mostly, it makes them want to bang their head against a tree.

"I've been wondering what the reasoning was my whole life," Iago grumbles as she shakes them. "He must've gotten quite bored. Can you keep it down?"

Her subsequent laughter and flourishing make Iago want to bury their head in the ground, so they bury themselves in their drink instead, throwing back the rest of it.

"No, I don't like using blades, that's Puck's thing. Words, I guess... But it's not even like that, it's not as if he was trying to double his kill count with another spawn."

Part of Iago is begging themselves to have a little tact, but Jaheira doesn't seem too inclined for a sugar-coated conversation and Iago is one or two glasses past trying, "Yes, there's the occasional bout of bloodlust and those irritating little voices in my head, but it's manageable. My role... Well, it's more like... I'm... Hm."

They squint, trying to think through a tipsy haze of a more eloquent way to explain that- "I'm Puck's personal slaughter lamb."

Well. That's one way to put it.

They quickly scramble to continue, "I mean- We aren't supposed to make some deadly duo. I was supposed to be killed by him-" They gesture over their shoulder with a roll of their eyes, "Ages ago. It's probably supposed to be symbolic or something, fate and killing the one you love most and all that, blah, blah, blah... But clearly, it's been a dud of an experiment so far since, well-" Now it's Iago's turn to gesture their arms in a rare show of the morbid pride they feel in their survival against all odds. Still kicking! They stumble a little on their feet as they do, a wobbly grin flashing across their flushed face- "Hah hah."

The display passes quickly, and they shrink again at her last threat, scoffing, "Gods, no. Just the two. That's more than enough, not that it should be any of your concern. If you think this is getting complicated for you, imagine actually being one half of this mess."

[thoughtofadumbteenprotagonist]

My hot literature take is that all the shit insta poetry you see would actually make great slam poetry the authors are just cowards

[tampon-on-the-sidewalk]

Just thinking how after a Disney character's voice actor's death, for new content, they got someone who could do a spot on impersonation of said actor