#im yapping your honor

[sekhonda]

Mafia 1 chatting again because .. I gotta say something about the perspective of one of my favorite youtubers who played it. He stressed me out BAD y'all .. as usual, spoiler under the cut.

Okay, so. I'm not an expert on the game or just the genuine mafia either. HOWEVER, I watched my favorite youtuber play the first one because I'm not playing it anytime soon. I feel as though the plot went entirely over his head. This isn't meant to attack him AT all because this stuff happens. There's people who didn't understand these games or just complex games in general. It happens with every game. However, the way he went about switching up on the characters was pissing me off badly. He mainly consisted of entirely glazing Don Salieri at a constant while wondering how Tommy could ever betray the family. Asking this question in the beginning whilst they show you nothing but the "good" things so far makes sense, but he really wasn't getting it. Tommy gives you his story because you need to listen to him. You are the cop and you are Tommy. You play as him, but you are entirely unable to change his story. You can't change something that's already happened. You are a listener. You're being asked to carefully listen to his story because he needs someone to know what's happened.

Tommy tells us at the beginning of the game that he is an immigrant to this country. He depicts how America is. Immigration was fully open, but the opportunities were entirely poor for immigrants. Tommy takes time to learn the language and has to live poorly as his father suffers through hard labor that barely pays anything. This is how America is. Tommy cannot put in an application to an Ivy league, get a degree, and be some banker. These positions are not open to him. They are closed to a lot of different types of immigrants. What irks me is if we know the history of America. The slave labor that black people had to go through way before this, you'd know the absolute cruelity of America. The racism, oppression, and unwillingness to help marginalized people. The want for "cheap" labor.

What does he do? Become a taxi driver. It's all he really can do, and it's not going to pay the bills enough. Then he meets Sam and Paulie. The funny thing is, this didn't even start with them. Not really. It started with Don Salieri and Don Morello. It will not end with them. You help Sam and Paulie get away, which later causes Tommy to be attacked. Under pure coincidence, he ends up at Don Salieri's door. He starts to work for the Don, like many do for better money, better living standards. HOWEVER, you see through the closest partners you have - through SAM AND PAULIE that this life takes a toll. You are told by the Don's closest friend, Frank Colletti, that he doesn't care who he has to hurt to get what he wants. To do what he wants. And you legitimately wonder why he's in front of a cop, disheveled after the number of times he's zoned out?? After he has blatantly hesitated at the act of having to kill someone. After all the people he's killed?

That's where you get wrapped in just like him, all the shooting, sitting there feeling powerful. You get distracted because you don't consider the innate trauma of the situation. Even when you have a wife to go home to, do you recall seeing her much? The family is their life. They don't go home to anyone. Not nearly enough as they should. Sam doesn't have a girlfriend or a wife. Paulie actively tells you he has no one at the age of 40 something. They got the nice suits and the money, but their lives are NOT normal. And you can't leave.

Paulie tried, and he was murdered. You had to kill your friend Sam for it. You don't see a pattern in this? In the evidence of other games? This doesn't end. Not after you've gotten involved. The fatal flaw is the want for a better future. A better life in a system that wants you gone. This goes deeper than even the Mafia itself. This is a system that's been set up. Many communities have something similar. Something that ropes you in because you don't have better opportunities. He does this because he has a family he loves. So no, he's not a hero to some. But at least in the end, he could be to his family. They're safe now.

It's someone else's time, Tommy isn't here anymore. It doesn't end with him. It never was supposed to. It's a cycle. It'll keep happening because there are no corrections in place. Not even prison can stop it. Everything stays, no one leaves. No one really can.

Because if you leave, Don Salieri sends his regards.

[lawva-girl]

silly draft i forgor to post:

Law being such a nerd he sometimes just stares at his figures/memorabilia, you’ll find him from time to time doing so

Maybe !!! You find him and reach up to his shoulders, he always jumps just a bit

But you continue, grabbing his shoulders and gently squeezing, trying to get his stubborn muscles to relax.

Law doesn’t exactly acknowledge you, at least not with words. He’ll sigh and lean a tiny bit into your hands, to attempt to let you know he likes it.

The first couple of times you thought he wanted to push you away, so you would retreat and drop it.

but one day law started staring at his figures, and you walked in. you didnt come close, since you wanted to respect his space.

but law grumbled, turned to you, and said "my shoulders hurt."

you just stared back at him, unsure of why he would sudden- oh

you laughed a little, to his protest, and walked over to start massaging his shoulders.

he stopped whatever mumbling had been going on and sighed in relief, saying how he felt like a kid throwing a fit.

you chuckle, and answer with something about how he was acting like a kid.

but every time he stared at his collections, or you wrote in your journal, you both were there.

rubbing each others shoulders :D

[stqrfirez]

can we please talk about them and how theyre so enemies to lovers coded

[psychopomparia]

2.3 hsr spoiler//

they finally met in person. the guns and roses (and ratio) meet up

[luvsicdog]

when im in a "im not a violent dog, i dont know why i bite" competition and my oponent is shauna shipman

[mintygreencake]

Auron Core moment except he'd get away with it 😭

[bnhahyperfixation]

i should talk about dabihawks more

[sunnyyflowerrs]

never said the words “oh my god they are in love” as much as i did watching link click

[jvpiterstears]

“ if i died in the middle of a frozen night, would you feel alright? would you be alright? ”

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hey guys………, ugghhhh me trying to listen to Stay Behind, Dirty Town, Arms Tonite (OH MY GOODDDDDDDD. THAT ONE.), Back To Life, and Burning Pile trying not to think about either of them (and failing (MISERABLY)) why are they so wet dogs core. doomed yaouri. oHH MY GOD BOTTOM BY MCCAFFEETY JUST STARTED PLAYING AS I WAS WRITING THIS IM GONNA FUCKING SCR EA,MMMMM???? “hey man i miss your collar bones i miss the way your skin feels on my collar bones” i might be unwell about this. they make me sixk disgusting little. little tthings.. /aff

reblogs over likes please !

( all intended ship but can be platonic ::} )

[musubiki]

my newest and cool lore tidbit that i was meditating on was how the m-34th makes their weapons and tools magic-resistant ... as an aside, its been in my mind for a while that magic has something to do with bones, like bones being the "pathways" of magic, and thus one of the hardest materials to work with as a witch if its possible to work with them at all.

im still fleshing out this idea and deciding if its something i want to work with but in practice how it manifests in the story is that magic cant/has a hard time healing broken bones, and a broken bone disrupts the flow of magic in a witch or mage (this was originally murdas weakness equivalent to mochis thing with water-- as the crow witch shes good at flying but only because her bones are easily broken). the reason im hesitating to use it is that it seems like a HUGE weakness for any witch but supposedly they have magic that can at least reinforce bones OR madam springs has methods for relatively quick organic healing

anyway back to the m-34th point, i think it would be fucking baller if they managed to create magic resistant shields and weapons by infusing the bones of past black canvases into a super hard metal material as to be able to cut down anything material and also anything magic

[wood-row]

ok to make things clear (noone asked) i think medic has some form of DID. i also think he experiences hallucinations as a form of PTSD flashbacks very often. i think there is a scared little boy in his head that just wants to be safe, and his name is Günter, too.

I think Dell was always supposed to be a father. There was a woman, back in Texas, a real belle, he'd left behind to join the war front. Right there, Bee Cave, she rests, buried alongside the memories of children Dell would never get to have.

The others don't quite get along the way he and medic do. They just don't get it, the science. Dell has little appreciation for the man himself; a crazed lunatic, a villain, but he's long by now come to respect the man's work.

Even before meeting Dr Ludwig in person, Dell vaguely remembers seeing his face in a magazine. A traveler'd brought it in, from overseas, and Dell had pinned it up in his workshop, though it'd been buried behind blueprints and letters. A branch he hadn't looked into much- bio, flesh and blood, reinvented by a young jewish upstart in Germany, of all places.

He wonders what happened, watching Günter bent over the trash can, illuminated by the kitchen's overhead light.

A whine escapes the medic, followed closely by a soft hiccup. Reminiscent of a child Dell never knew, and the sound of a little sniffle squeezed painfully at his heart.

"Günt?" Hes surprised by the croak in his voice, but noones more startled by the man himself, who shoots up so hard it looks painful.

"Ja, ach-" He spits into the can, staggers away like its lining had burned him, and runs a shaking hand through his greying hair. His movements are quick, lost, frantic in a way. Dell raises his hands, like approaching a scared animal, and steps forward with great hesitation.

"s'alright, bud, what's got you goin'?" His voice softens, quiet enough to hear the way Günter's breath hitches. The medic's lip shakes, and he points vaguely in the direction of the large round table in the center of the kitchen. Dell leans forward to get a closer look at what's got his friend so distraught, a packet of meat defrosting for tomorrow's dinner.

"What, the meat?"

He thinks it's a bit silly, but realizes with slow horror. Not even heavy knew of the horrors of the camps, he can only imagine what's running through the medic's head.

Günter nods frantically, looking green in the face.

Dell catches his eye, puts his hands on his shoulders, dragging the medic back to the present.

Somewhere, hidden in those eyes, Dell sees Günter for who he really is. A small, scared child, curled up in a cattle car on his way to the butcher.

Dell never had children of his own.

[z5mbiegrlz]

when she has the same humor as you >>>

you guys are 100% going to know who im talking about

[mercurymacaroons]

woagh 2 posts in one day

[puppyeared]

I have to do everything myself around here *draws spirit tracks art*

[hearteyedbunny]

good afternoon I love Danse and would do anything for him if he asked

[realcowboysdrinkjuice]

i’ve been moving in for the last two days i’m excited to lay down and have podcast episode >:] completely forgot about it until i saw someone liveblogging it and quickly scrolled past lmao