#last piece of the animal catalogue

[kipine]

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[miryum]

"Pilot"

Summary: Detective!Jason Todd x detective!Reader based on Jake and Amy's relationship

Series Warnings: Swearing, descriptions of violence (but nothing descriptive), guns and other police stuff

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Richard Grayson was surveying his detectives, assessing whether or not they were ready.

Cassandra Cain was glaring at her computer, angrily typing away. Dick had to get someone to fix her computer a week ago and he really didn’t want a repeat. But, seeing as she had yet to punch a hole through the screen, Dick was satisfied. Status: Ready.

Stephanie Brown was in the kitchen, humming to herself as she lathered peanut butter onto some bread. Dick couldn’t see the beginning of a toaster fire, so he moved onto his next detective. Status: Ready.

Timothy Drake’s eyes never left his computer as he chugged his fourth cup of coffee. Dick made a mental note to cut him off. Luckily, Tim had gotten a full four hours of sleep last night, so he shouldn’t pass out. Status: Ready.

Damian al Ghul technically wasn’t part of the precinct, but he was a loose cannon nonetheless. From Damian’s phone, Dick could faintly hear the sound of a dog’s bark, and based on the slight upturn of the boy’s lips, Dick guessed that he was enamoured by animal videos. At least he wasn’t causing chaos. Yet. Status: Ready.

Jason Todd was finishing some reports Dick had assigned him, but his eyes kept flickering to the unfinished book on his desk. In the past, Dick had to confiscate books and lock them in his desk drawer to keep Jason focused on his work. Somehow, however, the boy had found a new book, or roped Cass into helping him steal it from Dick’s desk. For now, though, he was occupied with his work. Status: Ready.

And then there was one. Y/n L/n. Dick sighed heavily, preparing himself for the shenanigans she would surely have gotten herself into. Dick’s gaze swept to the desk opposite Jason’s but… Y/n was sitting in her seat, cataloguing evidence. Dick’s mouth fell open. It was a miracle! What did he do to deserve this?! And on today of all days! Dick was silently celebrating when Y/n’s phone chimed and she peeked at it, a grin instantly coming to her face. She slowly turned her head to meet Damian’s Cheshire smile from behind his phone screen. 

“Are you sure?” Y/n asked. Damian nodded. Dick whimpered, pleading to his gods that whatever they were planning would come to a halt. The new Captain was due any moment and he couldn’t risk things not going perfectly. “Terrific,” Y/n cackled. 

Gotham had been gloomy that day, as it always was, but the dark sky was instantly forgotten as the elevator door hissed open and out stepped Captain Wayne. He was greeted by Y/n blasting Hello - I just came to say Hello sung by Lady Aqua on her small, Bluetooth speaker.

“Hello!” Y/n called to the emerging Captain, “And welcome to the sixty-sixth precinct in Gotham! Or as I like to call it, one six away from Hell and the devil herself.” She sang along with the track, “I just came to say hello! Steph! Now!”

Stephanie threw her hand up and let pieces of confetti fall to the floor. “I’ll clean it up later!” she shouted to Dick over the music.

Dick cradled his face in his hands. Captain Wayne did not seem pleased. Dick sighed before plastering on his award-winning smile and striding up to his new Captain. “Captain Wayne. I’m Sergeant Grayson. It’s a pleasure to have you here with us.”

Captain Wayne held a hand up and Dick slowly closed his mouth, his unshaken hand dropping to his side. “I am your new commanding officer, Captain Bruce Wayne. Sergeant Grayson? A word.”

“Of course,” he nodded, following Captain Wayne into the man’s new office. Dick shot Y/n a warning glare just as the music changed to Classic by MKTO. She bopped her head song to the beat, giving her superior a thumbs-up.

Damian didn’t look up as Captain Wayne marched by. After the door clicked shut, the civilian administrator muttered, “anyone else get a gay vibe?”

Y/n slowly turned the music down until it was a hush in the background. She hummed along before stating, “he and I are gonna be besties!” Steph cringed and Jason huffed a laugh.

“Sergeant Grayson,” Captain Wayne stood stoically, gazing out at his new team. “We served together in the fifteenth. How have you been?”

“Good, good. My wife and I just had twin baby girls.” Dick pulled out his wallet to show a family photo with him and Kori cuddling two little girls and grinning at the camera. 

“Adorable,” Captain Wayne barely glanced at the picture. “Tell me about your detective squad.”

“Okay.” Dick turned to stare out the office window with his senior officer. “Damian is our civilian administrator. He… has opinions and can rudely say them at inappropriate times, but the few times he does his job, he’s incredibly good at it. He grew up with L/n and that’s mainly how he got the job. He’s putting himself through law school and is surprisingly top of his class.”

“Damian, I need you to catalogue these files for me,” Cass said.

Damian held up a finger, typing away on his phone.

“Damian,” Cass repeated. 

“Hold on. I need to send a scathing email to my professor.”

Cass hummed and said, “fair. Take your time.”

“Cass is tough, fair, and impossible to read. Her specialty is silence, both in the field and in the precinct.” Dick exhaled, nodding towards the woman’s desk. “She’s brilliant and somewhat terrifying, but we all know she loves us.”

“How long has she been sitting there?” Y/n whispered.

“It’s been eight minutes and thirty one seconds,” Tim said, fixated on his watch.

“Damn,” Steph murmured. “What’s her record?”

“Eleven minutes and fifteen seconds,” Y/n answered automatically. They were all carefully watching Cass who was scowling at the wall. 

“Alright, everyone!” Dick barged into the briefing room and the three detectives cried out in protest. “First order of-”

“Dick! Shut up!” Y/n shushed him. “You’re disturbing Cass! This could be a new record.”

“Wait wait!” Stephanie slapped Y/n’s arm. “She’s still in the zone!”

Y/n gasped. “You got lucky, Grayson.”

“Stephanie is our optimistic cinnamon roll.” Dick beamed and gestured to Steph who was faithfully sweeping up the confetti. “She’s super dedicated to her job and no one can stay mad at her. She’d do anything for this precinct, as we would her.”

“Hey, Tim? Tiiiiiiim… Timmy!” Steph tapped his desk. “That’s your eighth cup of coffee.”

“It’s decaf!” Tim protested.

“No, it’s not. I watched you make it.” Jason pipped up. 

“You’re not helping!” Tim glared across the bullpen. Steph clicked her tongue accusingly, pointing at Jason to help prove her point.

“Fine.” Tim dumped his coffee in the trash. Steph ruffled Tim’s hair before bouncing back to her desk. 

“Tim is a coffee addict. He may be the most academically gifted on the team, except when it comes to his sleep schedule. He’s dreamed about being a police officer his entire life and his face when he made detective… you should’ve seen him.” Dick chuckled, shaking his head.

After Steph walked away, Tim fished his coffee out of the trash and quickly chugged it. Jason frowned at him disapprovingly.

“Jason grew up on the streets. He had a… bad home life and was surrounded by gangs as a kid. He was sure he would end up behind bars instead of putting others behind them. An older officer, Alfred, picked him up off the streets. Jason pulled himself up from his bootstraps and is now here. Contrary to his large, tank-like frame, he's just a kid who loves Jane Austen.”

“There’s a perp running around,” Dick said in the briefing room. “Who keeps breaking into people’s houses and stealing oddly specific items. Certain books, a vase, even a pillow-”

“It's a crazy ex-girlfriend,” Jason called out. 

“What?”

“The owners of the apartments all just got out of a relationship. The ex is stealing things that were meaningful from the relationship,” Jason explained. “The timeline adds up too. The robberies had time in between them for a relationship to grow and foster- a year or two apart.”

“Like your sex life,” Y/n snickered, high-fiving Cass.

“And Detective L/n?”

Dick shook his head, smiling softly against his will. “Y/n is my best detective. She’s always wanted to be the good guy and solve the hardest challenges. The only challenge she hasn’t overcome is how to grow up.”

“Well put,” Wayne raised an eyebrow. 

“Thank you!” Dick mentally patted himself on the back. “I’ve spent a lot of therapy time talking about her. But you can’t tell her that. She already has a big ego.”

“Noted.”

“I’ll need a list of your employees and anyone who has a key-”

Crash! Bang-bang!

“Really?” Jason turned to Y/n who was messing with a mini electric keyboard. “What are you? Twelve?”

In response, Y/n hit a button and a fart noise filled the air. “And I’d like to apologise for my partner,” Jason rolled his eyes. “Her parents didn’t give her enough attention.”

Y/n loudly asked, “if I solve this case, can I get this for free?”

“If you solve this case, I’ll buy it for you,” Jason deadpanned. 

“Yay! We’re looking for a perp with a buzz cut (ew, by the way) and a dragon tattoo on his left forearm.” Y/n stuck her tongue out at Jason. The man just frowned in question. “I have a confidential informant.” Y/n’s voice turned low and menacing. “He spent years in this place, slowly losing his sense of self. Watching, learning, listening… WE HAD A SPY ON THE INSIDE! HERCULES MUFFIN MAN!” Y/n proudly held up a small, fuzzy teddy bear. “Did I forget to mention he’s a nanny cam?” She turned Hercules Muffin Man around to show a camera implanted into his head. Her phone showed a grainy video of a guy breaking into the electronic store. “Oops!” She stuck her bottom lip out in a pout. “Guess I get a piano for my desk.”

“You’re dismissed,” Wayne nodded to Dick who saluted. “Please ask Damian to join me.”

“Yes, boss?” A minute later, Damian stood in the doorway.

“Close the door behind you,” Wayne instructed. “Tell me about L/n.”

“Y/n? I’m assuming you’re inquiring about personal details because I’m sure Richard gave you the professional. Y/n’s in love with Jason.” He shrugged, staring at his new boss with a look that asked Is that what you wanted to know?

“Oh.” Wayne didn’t know what else to say other than, “Does he like her back?” He cleared his throat. 

“I don’t know,” Damian muttered. “I know my best friend, but I know shit about Jason.” Captain Wayne took a breath and excused Damian with a wave of his hand. He rubbed his temples, wondering what he had done to deserve the DA assigned him this precinct.

Bruce set up a photo of him and Clark as Rasputin blared on Y/n’s speakers.

[ohsalome]

Ivan and Phoebe by Oksana Lutsyshyna

Ivan and Phoebe is a novel about a revolution of consciousness triggered by very different events, both global and personal. This is a book about the choices we make, even if we decide to just go with the flow of life. It is about cruelty, guilt, love, passion – about many things, and most importantly, about Ukraine of the recent past, despite or because of which it has become what it is today.

The story told in Oksana Lutsyshyna’s novel Ivan and Phoebe is set during a critical period – the 1990s. In the three decades that have passed since gaining independence, Ukraine has experienced many socio-political, economic, and cultural changes that have yet to be fully expressed. The Revolution of Dignity in 2014 marked a pivotal moment in the country’s history, as it signaled a shift towards European integration and a strong desire to distance itself from Moscow. Prior to this, Ukrainian culture had remained overshadowed by Russian influence, struggled to compete for an audience and was consequently constrained in exploring vital issues.

77 days of February. Living and dying in Ukraine

"77 Days," is a compelling anthology by contributors to Reporters, a Ukrainian platform for longform journalism. The book, published in English as both an e-book and an audiobook by Scribe Originals.

"77 Days'' offers a tapestry of styles and experiences from over a dozen contributors, making it a complex work to define. It includes narratives about those who stayed put as the Russians advanced, and the horror they encountered, like Zoya Kramchenko’s defiant "Kherson is Ukraine," Vira Kuryko’s somber "Ten Days in Chernihiv," and Inna Adruh’s wry "I Can’t Leave – I’ve Got Twenty Cats." The collection also explores the ordeal of fleeing, as in Kateryna Babkina’s stark "Surviving Teleportation '' and "There Were Four People There. Only the Mother Survived." 

It also highlights tales of Ukrainians who created safe havens amidst the turmoil, such as Olga Omelyanchuk’s "Hippo and the Team," about zookeepers safeguarding animals in an occupied private zoo near Kyiv, and one of Paplauskaite’s three pieces, "Les Kurbas Theater Military Hostel," depicting an historic Lviv theater turned shelter for the displaced, including the writer/editor herself.

In the Eye of the Storm. Modernism in Ukraine 1900’s – 1930’s

This book was inspired by the exhibition of the same name that took place in Madrid, at the Museo Nacional Thyssen-Bornemisza, and is currently at the Museum Ludwig, located in Cologne, Germany. 

Rather than being a traditional catalogue, the publishers and authors took a more ambitious approach. Rather than merely publishing several texts and works from the exhibition, they choose to showcase the history of the Ukrainian avant-garde in its entirety – from the first avant-garde exhibition in Kyiv to the eventual destruction of works and their relegation to the "special funds" of museums, where they were hidden from public view.

These texts explain Ukrainian context to those who may have just learned about the distinction between Ukrainian and Russian art. Those "similarities" are also a product of colonization. It was achieved not only through the physical elimination of artists or Russification – artists were also often forced to emigrate abroad for political or personal reasons. Under the totalitarian regime, discussing or remembering these artists was forbidden. Archives and cultural property were also destroyed or taken to Russia.

"The Yellow Butterfly" by Oleksandr Shatokhin 

"The Yellow Butterfly" is poised to become another prominent Ukrainian book on the themes of war and hope. It has been listed among the top 100 best picture books of 2023, according to the international art platform dPICTUS.

The book was crafted amidst the ongoing invasion. Oleksandr and his family witnessed columns of occupiers, destroyed buildings, and charred civilian cars. Shatokhin describes the book’s creation as a form of therapy, a way to cope with the horrors. "During this time my vision became clearer about what I wanted to create – a silent book about hope, victory, the transition from darkness to light, something symbolic," he explains.

Although "The Yellow Butterfly" is a wordless book, today its message resonates with readers across the globe.

A Crash Course in Molotov Cocktails by Halyna Kruk

A Crash Course in Molotov Cocktails is a bilingual poetry book (Ukrainian and English) about war, written between 2013 and 2022, based on Halyna’s experience as an author, volunteer, wife of a military man and witness to conflict. 

The Ukrainian-speaking audience is well-acquainted with Halyna Kruk – a poet, prose author and literature historian. Kruk is increasingly active on the international stage, with her poetry featured in numerous anthologies across various languages, including Italian, French, Swedish, Norwegian, Portuguese, Spanish, Polish, English, German, Lithuanian, Georgian and Vietnamese. 

For an English-speaking audience, her poetry unveils a realm of intense and delicate experiences, both in the midst of disaster and in the anticipation of it. The poems are succinct, direct, and highly specific, often depicting real-life events and individuals engaged in combat, mourning, and upholding their right to freedom.

[duckprintspress]

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How the Story Ends by Genevieve Maxwell

modern with magic, hauntings, sapphic vibes

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Last Boat to Heaven by Max Jason Peterson

surreal apocalyptic magical realism with horror and death themes and a trans main character

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Tainted by J. D. Harlock

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Tough Job, Sweet Reward by Samantha M. Piper

sapphics! in! spaaaaaace! (and having sex)

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Samhain by Aceriee

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[shadowknightapologist]

random shadow knight thoughts until i make an official post and actually know what i want them to look like.

WARNINGS FOR: (body) horror, monsters, dead animals (briefly mentioned), possible contradictions to myself (i try very hard to avoid that, but it's inevitable while i'm working through ideas).

i've mentioned this before, but shadow knights have several forms. for now, the working names are: imposter (human-passing), intermediate (the hulking, armored form you see in canon MCD), inherent (the form developed after "the remaking"), and divined (enhanced forms gifted only to ascended knights and the lower king, previously called a "beast form").

the process for turning someone into a shadow knight is going to be referred to as "the remaking" unless otherwise decided.

i've been recently inspired by cosmic horror steven universe AUs, resident evil, and the mandela catalogue, so i'm thinking shadow knights, in their natural form, are very vaguely recognizable by humans but very obviously not. here are some links to give you an idea of what i mean :3 (these apply more to intermittent forms btw!)

(NOTE: i started looking on pinterest, so some of these might not have the original poster linked; if anyone recognizes a piece and can link me to the origin, i'll add it!!)

1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 (links not in order of images)

basically i'm going for something very uncanny valley/alienish with some biblical and some folktale aspects. but idk this is just me thinking for once /silly.

in order of most to least likely to occur, shadow knights resemble: armored netherian predators -> scaled netherian predators -> furred netherian predators -> overworld insect predators -> scaled overworld predators -> furred overworld predators -> marine overworld predators.

i previously mentioned that sasha would probably be inspired by a snake, but i think i'm going to instead base her off a ghast and a jellyfish and move the snake concept to a different character >:3

zenix's concept may change too... he was previously listed as shark/alligator but i may go for hoglin and/or bat instead but we'll see.

gene stays a feline, and laurance is confirmed as a wasp (maybe with some praying mantis traits).

vylad is kind of an enigma to me, but we don't have a lot of nether-inspired shadow knights so i might base him off of a wither skeleton.

i'm thinking coyote for vincent, snow leopard for amethyst, and maybe blaze for glenda.

man i really need to lock in.

shadow knight bodies periodically break down so they can re-strengthen themselves and it's so fucking nasty. i'm talking skin sloughing off, limbs tearing off easy, teeth and hair falling out. i'd say it happens really infrequently unless a shadow knight is severely injured or levelled. laurance thankfully gets kind of desensitized to his body falling apart, otherwise he would have crashed out early asf.

i'm kinda crazy and love rank/role shit, so in addition to the four ranks available to shadow knights, every one of them is given a role that probably dictates what their inherent forms look like. for example, sentinels are usually very tall and thin with large/many eyes and can sometimes float (to increase how much they can see). sasha, for example, would be classified as a sentinel.

other roles i'm thinking of are: mothers (remake knights), priests/priestesses (usually magik users who are used both offensively and defensively, often sent to the overworld to extend shad's influence), brutes (highly aggressive, offensive knights).

but idk i don't want this to get corny or like. dumb LOL.

last thing for this post is... sort of cute? depends on the individual.

shadow knights can get hellish cuteness aggression. because of who by and how they're made, most of them express themselves violently even if the emotion is positive. zenix would be a really good example of this; the guy is ALWAYS screaming or beating on something or eating something and it's just how he's wired at this point.

other than him, the rest of our shadow knight cast can keep themselves pretty much in check. they are exceptionally bitey if given the chance though. i also imagine they bring dead things to their select people as some sick symbol of affection. sort of like how cats think they're providing for you when they bring you a dead mouse, but it's also like "i killed this thing instead of you, isn't that cool?"

gene is like this, creepy mfer. when he finds dante in s3 he keeps leaving tiny dead things on his doorstep. nana assumes they have a sweet little kitty hanging around and plans to catch it.

(unfortunate.)

[dangermousie]

I am barely into my reread of 2ha but:

1. I am reading the Russian translation and WOW! The English translation is excellent but the Russian one is beyond - it has footnotes explaining all the slang (a lot of it!) and character combo puns, and name meanings etc. I love it. The footnotes are as long as the chapters :) Also, I have learned that apparently male duck = slang for a man living off sexual favors. Heh.

2. On a more serious note, it caught my attention that before taking poison, Taxian Jun transported all the remaining servants away. He did not murder them all as a last hurrah, or even leave them there on the peak to be possibly murdered by the invading army. TXJ is, by that point, a thoroughly mad monster who’s killed an untold amount of people but it’s these little bits that “don’t fit” that on reread go “hmmm” - like his innate humanity occasionally seeping through the cracks of the insanity and hatred prison the flower put him into.

2. Taxian Jun wakes up as Mo Ran, catalogues Rong Jiu next to him - his delicate, “girlish” looks and is repulsed. That is before he thinks about how RJ betrayed him; in fact his “ugh” is based solely on looks at this point - he remembers how in his past life he used to love those looks but now he’s wondering why and is feeling repulsed. That is so telling! Because elsewhere it talks how RJ’s type of looks reminds him of Shi Mei (and as we later find out, the fact that both are acting and betrayers is also similar) and yet here we are - Mo Ran with flower removed finds that kind of looks not at all his bag (which makes sense - if his type is Chu Wanning, older, icy, in control and, as Meatbun keeps reminding us, despite his gorgeous looks, not in the least delicate and girlish looking), then Shi Mei is not his type on the animal level. And yet he seemingly pines for Shi Mei and when you first read this book, you do not catch this odd misalignment at all, that without the flower spell, Mo Ran would have never even looked at Shi Mei as attractive whether CWN existed or not. But on reread! I love the way Meatbun sprinkles crumbs.

4. Mo Ran wonders how he actually got reborn. Ooooof!

5. The way Meatbun mentions “this may have been a matter of heredity” (OK not sure what’s the good word - heredity/genetics/background) about how Mo Ran built his foundation so quickly. There are so many hints, everything is so meticulously planned out!

6. When Xue Meng is cursing him out and Mo Ran is enjoying it - and it’s described as his enjoying feeling strong emotions directed at him. In fact, reading between the lines, everything seems stronger and brighter for him - emotions (his and others), colors, tastes, his own emotional state. That is because he is beginning to feel normally, without the spell on him, and it’s like coming out from beneath a thick, distorting piece of glass. 

7. I love that he thinks of cutting Rong Jiu’s face but does not because Rong Jiu hasn’t harmed him yet and going down the same vengeance path would mean a bad end, why waste his second chance. All correct, all logical - but is it something the man who fried his wife and murdered half the world and then killed himself capable of? Once again, Meatbun, you genius!

8. The way TXJ didn’t even bother to put an inscription on his own grave. But what he has in the coffin are dumplings and pear blossom wine and the grave is under the haitang tree. He wants to die surrounded by CWN even though he has no idea with his conscious mind.

[asksavel]

How do you find the music used for the story posts? Every one is so good!

Thank you very much ^^~

I have a lot of music on my computer, but I also watch a lot of Anime and movies / TV shows, and then look up the soundtracks for them if I find a piece I really like.

If I'm searching for a specific sound, I usually just scroll through as such.

I also listen to a lot of music on YouTube while out on walks or as background noise, so if a piece sticks out, I'll save it and go through the artists catalogue at a later date. It's how I discovered Epic Music World and The Awakening - the latter of which I had struggled to find the perfect track for the scene I had in mind.

I found it in a low fi compilation XD;

I'm pretty set on the last songs I plan to use for the blog, but I can only say to those out there looking - keep your mind open and look EVERYWHERE for your songs.

You never know where they'll show up. ^^

[archoneddzs15]

Super Famicom - Shin Kidoh Senki Gundam Wing: Endless Duel

Title: Shin Kidoh Senki Gundam Wing: Endless Duel / 新機動戦記ガンダムW(ウイング): ENDLESS DUEL

Developer: Natsume

Publisher: Bandai

Release date: 29 March 1996

Catalogue Code: SHVC-AEDJ-JPN

Genre: 2D Fighting

No. of Players: 1-2

Gundam Wing was the first Anime that I watched that was not kid-focused like Dragon Ball Z or Pokemon. When I saw it on TV, I was blown away by how amazing the robots were, how cool the art was, and how it blended war drama with awesome space combat. How cool would it be to play a game where these giant robots could battle each other?! Little did I know that in Japan, a Super Famicom game was released that allowed this very thing. It is a crying shame it never saw a Stateside release.... that is until this very game got an English fan translation. Nice!

The game does a poor job of explaining what the actual story is – mainly because it is in Japanese (which is a language that I do not speak), but it doesn’t really matter because giant awesome-looking mechs are fighting each other all over the place. This is a fighting game built around the design of Street Fighter 2 or maybe Super Street Fighter 2, perhaps? Players select their own giant robot to do battle with against one another. There are a total of 10 robots to do battle with, with each one having unique button combinations to do special moves. In addition, they also have different stats like speed, defense, power, and weapon strength. I played many of the characters and they all felt quite different with lots of cool moves for each.

In terms of controls, each mech has a strong and weak punch, and a strong and weak weapon attack. Each mech also has a counter of 300 power below its life bar which shows how much backup energy for attacks they have. Power attacks take between 100 and 200 power, and shooting a machine-gun-like attack takes it down one at a time. Without this power, you cannot do all the cool fancy destructive moves. It gained be regained though! If you block or use regular attacks, it will refill, and you can unleash some new devastating attacks. There is one last cool feature – you can jet around in your mech! While mechs are somewhat sluggish, if you hit two buttons at once (I think strong punch and strong weapon) plus a direction, you can jet in any direction. What’s even cooler is that do a second jet at the end of your first, so you can jet up, then towards your enemy, and do a dropkick on his head all in one attack. This ability really made me feel like I was fighting in a mech!

While there is the traditional arcade mode where you battle against the computer against all ten mechs, the main fun of this game really is the awesome multiplayer. There are no special options, but it is just a blast bashing each other into the ground! In terms of graphics, this is one of the most beautiful 2D games that I have ever seen. The animations are smooth and there is little to no slowdown! I don’t know how they did it, but they did! The special attacks and beam swords all look great too, and the set pieces for each level really help to see the scale of how large these machines actually are! In terms of music, this game also dominates. I can’t count how many times I looped the intro song when writing this review. Most if not all of the songs help produce a sci-fi war atmosphere that suits this style of game. The sound effects also make it even more satisfying to pummel your friends into the ground.

Next to Street Fighter Zero 2 and maybe the SFC version of Fatal Fury Special and World Heroes, this is my favorite fighting game on the SFC. It’s beautiful, fun, and has giant mechs that battle each other! With a bunch of pals over, this game is endlessly replayable. While the game was never released stateside, there are numerous game sites that produce reproductions of the game. 

[alicenpai]

art thoughts lately!! particularly about con prep ..

- i am getting tired of drawing chibis during con prep season 😔 like i mentioned before, i think im "good" at drawing them, but they are kind of uninteresting to draw. and i get bored after a while! i think that's why charms burn me out so fast. luckily my last "specialty" merch design was just submitted so . i can move on to prints and other designs now

- i still like designing charms but i think i might try portrait charms. which means that like . my charm catalogue will cover a less broad range of fandoms (?) bc portraits will take a lot more work + harder to draw characters i don't know well

- might also still do buttons bc i like the idea of having low cost options on my table (i.e. canadian con goers tend to have a lower purchasing power?) although i think i may have been under charging...... i might have to raise the price by a few cents, because again, they do take time to draw. i put unnecessary amounts of detailing in them . it sparks joy ok 😔 anything priced under like. $10 (?) will be a low cost merch option and i like the idea of still having my art be "accessible" and not just like. having $15-20 charms and prints

- i also want to lean more into like. stickers in the style of the baccano sheet i drew last year! i think it's a lot of fun to interpret a favourite series in this graphic design style. a lot of work and research but yeah

- i hate lineart again so it might be time to learn how to clean sketches again

- might also be time to crank out the chisel brushes again - whenever i see artists using the chisel brush it makes me miss my 2017-18 era art sm .... there's such a delicious flow in chisel brushes .. part of the reason i stopped using them is 1. i was getting tired of using the brush (though i think my 2019 art was a bit tame compared to the previous year), and 2. complications on my computer with photoshop and then having to move on to clip. i can't replicate the tilt sensitivity of my ps brushes (specifically the helen chen brushes) in clip ^__T so i had to learn to wield another set of favourite brushes. i know clip also has chisel brushes but this one was my favourite aughhgh. will have to dive into the brush settings window for like 2 hours again ..

- overall, im really looking forward to stickers and prints the most! esp prints! i have a greater vision of what i want to capture in my art, after doing the Halloween piece and the pandora hearts twin mirrors piece. i want to push my art in a more illustrative direction (thank you miss shirahama kamome of witch hat atelier you have changed my life), if it works out. ill definitely have to toss the old prints that don't suit my style anymore, though ill see about doing a "last call" to see if anyone wants em during anime north 🤔 if not they will be recycled hehe

[yourknifemyside]

"When the night isn't ready for you it's a fleeting, unorthodox view"

#3. Comedown Machine, by The Strokes (2013) ✨

With this, I've finally finished my run-through of the full Strokes discography. It took many years of on-and-off sifting through, so I feel like a full relisten of their catalogue is in order soon! But for now, let's take it from here, the black sheep, king of polarization amongst fans of The Strokes: 2013's Comedown Machine. I know people despised this thing when it came out, and I know there are a large contingent of hipsters who treat it as the unsung gem of the band's discography. So, where will my thoughts fall on the spectrum of Comedown Machine think pieces?

I guess the only place to start, is with the sound of this record, the one thing every aspect of this stream of consciousness is going to filter back to, like a vortex sucking in every thought around it. The big point of polarization surrounding Comedown Machine that I had heard recycled plenty of times coming into it, was how "experimental" of a record it was. On my first time listen, I quickly wrote this off as a product of the band not trying to sound like Is This It for the third time—something they had already departed from in a notable way with Angles two years prior to this point. In truth, I think the soul and essence of a lot of the material on Comedown Machine is undeniably The Strokes, and feels very in-line with that which came before it. This isn't an "experimental" rock album, it's all pretty standard fare. The only distinguishing factor between then and now, is it's sound and production.

Look, I'm not going to be the first person to say it and I promise that I won't be the last, but... "why does it sound like that?" The Strokes are a band I've often seen accused of retreading the same sound that won them so much acclaim when they dropped Is This It in 2001. It's a common criticism that I'm sure was pervasive at the time too, and I'm sure this sentiment was at least partly responsible for where we ended up. We're trading out this big open soundscape that’s been synonymous with their summery rock songs of the past, for a low fidelity, yet simultaneously clean and sanitized sound. This is a pretty bold shift in style on paper, and you’d wonder exactly what The Strokes are looking to create here, given this creative choice.

Okay, so if the decision was to take the band's sound in a different direction, the fact that half these songs still feel like they could've been written for Room On Fire becomes a lot more confusing. Literally the first four cuts off this album, Tap Out through Welcome To Japan, plus maybe 50/50 and Happy Ending, could have been mixed differently and repackaged as an EP, and if you told me it came out in 2004, I would never have questioned it for a second. What results from wrapping typical Strokes tunes in this paradoxical production, are a bunch of songs that sound out of place and edgeless. Where similar songs were produced in a way that empowered their music with life and energy, they are now being drained of all life force, and end up feeling claustrophobic. This becomes significantly more baffling when you factor in the other half of the runtime, filled with songs that actually attempted to take advantage of the production style. The title track 80's Comedown Machine, Slow Animals, Chances, and the album closer Call It Fate, Call It Karma all actually feel like they were created with this particular soundscape in mind. There's such a clash in vision and direction—half the record is trying to be a more standard Strokes album, but is suffocated under very narrow and condensed production, and the other half is trying to be something completely different, but is afraid to fully commit to it because it's still gotta be a Strokes record. It's experimental in sound, but not in songwriting, except when it isn't and when it is, respectively. What is this album trying to be?

I have to reel back in what I said earlier for a moment, about being able to remix and repackage half the tracks as if they were recorded alongside Room On Fire. I don't think it would actually be able to trick me for one reason, and it's Julian Casablancas. Specifically, his vocal performance. I just... don't understand what's going on here. I have my suspicions as to why he sounds asleep at the wheel for half the album—maybe he was trying something different in service of the intended vibe of the project, maybe he was just really bored and really over all of this—but really, I don't know. To contradict myself again, some of the songs where he doesn't sound like he's on anesthesia are among my least favorites. I think he was going for a punk rock kind of thing on 50/50, but it does not work for me at all. I'm also really not a big fan of this overdose of falsetto. I never fully appreciated just how important this man's voice is to these songs before now. It's such a driving force, it's the connective tissue, it's the tone establisher, it's melodic, and it's just lacking on so many of the cuts off Comedown Machine. I think I notice it even more here, because on the more typical Strokes-brand songs, the band is working their fucking ASSES off. Tap Out honestly has one of the best Strokes instrumentals I've ever heard. Amidst the overly sanitized and counterproductive production, and a singer that's in the process of getting a wisdom tooth removed, the instrumentals are really, really fighting to hold things together. And in a handful of cases, it really does break through and deliver on a good song, that could have been great.

The blanket issues at play here really bog down the record, and make it weaker than the sum of its parts. The individual cogs themselves are largely fine, maybe none amongst the top crust of their catalogue, but there really are good songs here. I already mentioned Tap Out earlier—I tend to have a bias towards opening tracks for some reason, but I do really like this song! Julian was just conscious enough to sing with some kind of melody and soft conviction here, and that instrumental is really fantastic. Welcome To Japan is another one that manages to break through and deliver a solid song that is distinctly The Strokes, without feeling too derivative. Lyrically this might be the band at their absolute dumbest and most inane, but it doesn't really bother me that much.

For as much as I've complained and complained about the album's sound, I have to clarify that there are songs that actually work, in part, because of the attempted lo-fi angle, and not just in spite of it. Call It Fate, Call It Karma is a track that really could have only worked on Comedown Machine. I still don't particularly like the falsetto thing Julian was married to on this album, but it's best utilized here. I mess with this one, it actually takes advantage of the wonky production to establish a unique vibe that kinda works. I also have really come around on Chances, which I did not like at first, but clicked after a few more listens. That first verse is a little rough, and the soundscape feels particularly empty at times, but the song at the core of it all is really solid.

... I think I came across as particularly negative on this one, more than I even mean to. I'm more confused as to how this album came out the way it did than anything else. Maybe I am a little wistful for what these songs could have been like if they had just fully committed to a better different sound, or what unique songs could have potentially emerged in service of fully committing to the sound they actually chose. People hated this album when it came out, and I struggle to say that the people simply weren't ready for Comedown Machine, more than that The Strokes weren't ready for Comedown Machine. Perhaps Comedown Machine wasn't really ready for itself.

This album is a walking paradox, and as it turns out, so are my opinions on it. Despite everything, I don't dislike Comedown Machine. In fact, I do find it to be an interesting full-album listen because of all its flaws. It really feels complete in its incompleteness—actualized in its confused and unrealized ideas, in both its misguided and its magnificent material. It's somehow weaker than the sum of its individually decent selection of songs, yet more interesting than the sum of its parts, because of its weaknesses. I don't think this is a good album, but it sure is an interesting one, and that honestly makes up for some of its shortcomings in my eyes. I know that's weird, but what can ya do.

5+ / 10 Favorite tracks: Tap Out, Chances Least favorites: Partners in Crime, 50/50

Listened on Jan 12th, 2025

[bogkeep]

last year i wrote my opinions on all the movies i watched on my Very Long Flights to australia, since long flights are a great opportunity to watch some movies i probably wouldn't have bothered to seek out otherwise. here's the stuff i watched this time around

the first 13 episodes of rurouni kenshin: okay so back when i watched demon slayer for the first time i asked around like "does anyone know any other Good Sword Animes. i'm in a big mood for Sword Anime" and a friend told me that they were going to tell me about THE sword anime, but with a BIG caveat. and the caveat was such that i went "ah yeah maybe i won't look into that one". i've since heard more about this series and been very curious about the story, because it sounds like My Shit. i figured in-flight entertainment is probably one of the more ethical ways to watch it, and i have confirmed that it is indeed My Shit. extremely skilled swordsman torn between his bloody past and a new life? he can win any fight, but at the cost of his soul? yeah. yeah. will say that the subtitles left in a lot of japanese terms and words that i think i would've greatly benefited to know the meaning of - like i figured it out from context eventually, but yeah. so Now I Know. at least my curiosity is sated.

the new wonka movie - it was Fine! i appreciated the sincere efforts of whimsy and trying to stick to a roald dahl-esque tone, though in hindsight it's ENTIRELY too magical and sugary sweet (hah). could definitely have done without the fatphobia - something that is very present in the source material, so i shouldn't have been surprised that it features in the prequel, too... it just made me go "nooo noooOooooo don't do that uuughhh noooooooooooooooooooo" a lot. honestly, as far as vibes go, this movie reminded me the most of the first f*ntastical beasts movie (you know, the one that came out in 2016, when we were still young and innocent) - like, decently charming, very cgi.

the old willy wonka movie - i had never seen this one before, and it provided me a lot of context for the New movie :') now THIS really hits the Unhinged Dangerous vibes the new movie lacked. easily the best played willy wonka. a grand old time. i <3 practical effects.

3/4ths of the barbie movie rewatch - is the barbie movie still fun to watch, even after a year of Essays and Takes? i think so. i was in a practical effects mood and had less than two hours left of my flight. like, it's The Barbie Movie. it will never be That Deep because it cannot escape its corporate mainstreamness, but i love the actual play-pretend whimsy and exorbitant amount of pink paint and funky outfits.

killers of the flower moon - i'd considered watching this on my previous flight, i had heard of the movie and put it on my to-watch list, but the THREE HOURS AND TWENTY SIX MINUTES runtime scared me off. not because i didn't have time (my flights were 12 hours and 7,5 hours respectively), but because i knew it was gonna be Heavy and Depressing and you gotta have the right mood for three hours of That. both of my flights had the exact same entertainment catalogues i gave it a try first thing on flight #2, knowing i don't have to finish it if i don't want. it was very good but oh boy heavy and depressing was correct! really good buildup of dread and despair as the web of murder closes in like water circling the sink. very good period piece, and everything i've read about it after indicates that martin scorsese worked very closely with the osage people to create this movie.

the lego movie rewatch - this is one of my favourite movies that i've seen many times but haven't in a while, and after the Three Hours And Twenty Six Minutes of indigenous people getting poisoned and murdered i REALLY needed something light-hearted. i was also severely sleep deprived at this point. all this to say that i was almost overwhelmed by how fun this movie is and kept tearing up at almost every scene. it's just such a good time!!!! my critique of this movie has always been that it has two tropes that annoy me - the "highly competent girl is reduced to an assistant for the clueless 'chosen one' dude" and "person who has changed their name goes back to use their ~*real name*~ because it's more valid than whatever they picked" - that only annoy me because of how prevalent they used to be at the time when this movie came out. in isolation, the story works really well and i still like it so so much. everything is awesome!!!!!!

anyway those are my movie thoughts

[rubiatinctorum]

Bees are a really popular motif in jewelry these days, it seems. They have been for a few years. I'm also seeing butterflies make a return. A couple of years ago, it was a struggle to find more than a couple of options for a butterfly necklace across multiple stores, and in gold, there weren't really options for butterfly earrings or rings. When I wanted a butterfly necklace after finishing my first degree, I had to get a bracelet charm ordered specially into the store from a catalogue. Now, if someone wanted a new gold butterfly necklace, their options in stores would be vastly expanded.

Bees have increased their numbers, too. A couple of years ago, there were small bee and honeycomb designs I saw, but now, there are larger ones, also, and more of them. It's interesting how individual bugs as motifs can trend like that. It causes me to wonder what other bugs will trend. In a couple of years, wouldn't it be cool to see more beetles, or maybe ants, or spiders? Will the selection of dragonflies expand from the few options in stores now?

What about other animals? There are often cat and dog motifs in jewelry, because they are popular with pet-owners. Didn't the elephant trend in jewelry a few years back? When I worked at a jewelry store the first time I was there, they seemed to just be phasing out the remaining pieces from an elephant trend. For my sibling's sake, I hope there is more snake jewelry soon readily available. They are right: there isn't much, except for very large pendants for very large chains, or snakes that are not close to anatomically correct. Even then, those don't have much selection either.

In a broader sense of jewelry trends, I think it would be nice to see gemstones become popular again. Pearls in irregular shapes had a moment a few years ago, so maybe something will happen to cause gemstones to do that, too. They seem to have a backseat to all-metal jewelry or pieces with diamonds or other white gemstones in the past few years. Part of my hopes for this is so selection will expand (selfish reasons) and part of it is because I wonder which gemstones other people I know would choose to wear (nosy reasons).

Maybe I'd like to wait a while before that, though. A lot of jewelry with gemstones right now is taking a shift into smaller designs than in the past few years, maybe for affordability since people are not in an economically good position overall. More pieces are also being made in silver plated with gold, like the necklace I bought on Monday. I really like it, but I hope the plating is good enough to last many years. I suppose it will be; I haven't worn the rhodium plating off of most other silver pieces I have. I like the affordability boost silver plated with gold brings, and that it allows yellow metal for larger styles to be stocked, even as gold and gemstone pieces get smaller and smaller.

I don't love thinking too much about trends in real time. I'm a little bit obsessed with trends of the past for previous decades, though. But when it comes to jewelry (of the sort that won't cause problems for my nickel contact dermatitis), there are only a few stores with a few pieces for each type of gemstone or motif each, if a gemstone or motif can be found at all at them. So, trends really dictate what a person can buy at that time, or how many hoops they'll have to jump through and how many weeks from a catalogue order they'll have to wait to get it.

[baronaliswritingcorner]

Discotek's Tales of Symphonia The Animation Blu-Ray is Rather...

So in preparation for next month's Colloyd Week, I rewatched the Tales of Symphonia OVAs to catalogue ideas/references. As it happens, it's been well over a decade since I last saw it, and what better way to celebrate my original OTP by finally fishing out that Discotek Blu-Ray I've had lying around?

And folks, now that the two worlds've been reunited and my original OTP's riding off into the sunset, I gotta ask...

Holy cow, did they have any budget on this thing or what?!

No, seriously, what happened here? The translated script's all well and good, but, come on: the absent omakes? The garish yellow subtitles? The untranslated credits? The mistranslated names?! Really, I'm convinced they had some half-complete style guide because while "Raine", "Genis", and Colette's angel symptoms are left intact, we're left to juggle the following silliness:

"Barraclough Temple" (Balacruf Mausoleum)

"Rewin" (Luin)

"Ascard" (Asgard)

"Haimah" (Hima)

"Techbirds" (Rheairds)

"Gaorakia Forest" (Gaoracchia Forest)

"Artesta" (Altessa)

"Cybac" (Sybak)

"Taiga" ("Tiga")

"Kuciak" (Kuchinawa -- HOW DO YOU MESS THIS UP THIS IS PLAIN JAPANESE)

"Trent Forest" (Torent Forest)

Now, us eagle-eyed Tales of Symphonia fans might pick up how a couple of these are indeed the original Japanese names (for instance, I can buy Ascard slipping through since it's on the opening map), but while localization discrepancies across multimedia are hardly anything new (VIZ Media's Dragon Ball/One Piece manga releases being prime examples), some of these display a shocking lack of professionalism -- you hear Sheena pronouncing "Kuchinawa" plain as day and "Techbirds" is the Tales of Phantasia name for the Rheairds! How did these happen?!

Look, I get it: licensing anime's expensive and sometimes things fall through -- these releases were mighty pricy over in Japan and if excising the bonuses meant an affordable $40 set, so be it -- but sheesh, if you're gonna treat us to a barebones release, at least show some care and consistency in the actual main course. This is a fan's-first work, after all -- us Tales of Symphonia faithful have been through the wringer with those dreadful remasters alone, and we'll take whatever respite we can get.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off for a retreat into the Trent Forest. Full of Trents, I imagine. Maybe they'll help me write my fic

(The actual OVA itself? Again, a fan's-first product -- I can't say it's especially welcoming to newcomers with how a 40+ hour game's divided into 11 half-hour episode, but hey, could be way worse. The animation and overall look's gorgeous, Almateria's a hauntingly beautiful opening, the cast chemistry is genuinely endearing, the drama and messaging land as well as ever (I felt emotions on that last episode), and that sickingly-sweet Colloyd goodness drowns you in mushy, soppy fluff -- like being cuddled by ten Noishes at once. Mmm.)

[rezcowgirl]

2AM afterglow. Crispy heart. Still works, though.

She died before these friends were mine. I think that as I move my fingers through Am’s hair. Dolly curls, like J had.

If this life and that life overlapped, the one where Ali circled me like I was a scared animal, afraid to ask if she could even hug me, and me, afraid to say yes (Still am, kind of.), J would have just pushed me off, into her. Into this forever thing so much sooner. A quickfall at her hand, all “Why would you wait?”-like. In a way, it still was J’s hands that did it, but this way hurt a lot more.

Look, if it went the way I wanted, I would have held my own hands out a lot sooner. 

If it went the way I wanted, I would have just asked: Can I love you like this? Because there’s a lot.

There’s still a lot.

I’ve so much to make up for.

I want you to understand that I didn’t share my earl grey donut with her the last time I saw her, and I regret it. I really, really regret it.

And if she knew that I felt genuine regret over it, she’d laugh in my face, ask why I’m so dramatic, ask what we’re doing next.

[[But can we talk about dramatic, please? You died in a way that had your face moving over splash screens across Western Canada. You died during the longest night. You died in the early morning, just before this bit of frozen earth got the sun back. I think we even had snow that night. The stupid beautiful dramatics of it is not lost on me. I hate it. I hate it.]]

I’m still told new stories about her because stories always bubble to the surface when people pass through. Vancouver belongs to her in most people’s grief hazy minds, even though she hated it here. I understand - if they think she loved it here, it might make sense, might make it fair. Her favourite place was a lentil farm, not all these streakless glass $25 cocktail places. She died trying to go home. Don't worry, I never correct them, I just catalogue the stories, all these pieces of J that I missed.

I’ll always grieve the stories I’ll never get. I hold what’s left of her in a literal death grip. And I have to love a lot, to make up for the initial freeze of me that others have forgiven me for, but I never will.

The answer to “can I love you?” was yes, by the way. It often is. It was always yes from Ali, even through the almost-died worst of it. I just didn’t hear it then.

Quickfall got easier with Am, post three years of being patched up by patient love. Am’s was just an intro, one look at her shy, crooked smile, and I was head over heels.

It IS getting easier, you know. This life without you is bearable because I know there will be so many people I will love through it.

Thank you for this heart broken wide open.

[jennysero]

Artist Intro

Hi there - I'm Jenny Sero. I'm an artist living in Toronto, Canada. I work in a few mediums, but I will primarily be posting my collage work here. I typically work in film and animation, but for the last year, I've been unemployed.

About the work: I make paper collages out of found materials (magazines (vintage or new), newspapers, Chick tracts, flyers, old books, etc.) While the images, of course, are dependent on what resources I come across, I love anatomical imagery, religious artwork, nature photography, vintage advertisements and maps/cartography. In composing my work I tend to gravitate towards themes of religion, sexuality, politics and many of my collages feature a textural element. Some of my pieces are semi-NSFW. Hopefully you can see the humour in my work as well. My process often starts with trying to compose phrases from my hoard of saved text pieces, and then sort through my images from there to try and piece it all together.

Final note: Unfortunately I discovered while scanning my back catalogue that many of my collages are just slightly too large for my scanner. Apologies for any imperfections in my scans. I guess I'll have to invest in a larger one eventually!

[chlorinewriter]

Chapter: 2/?

Pairing: Shanks/Mihawk

Rating: M

Word count: 7.6k

Summary:

There is very little that Mihawk fears losing. Yoru, for one. His strength, for another. There is a person who could be listed, but Shanks is too big a word to easily fit in a catalogue such as this. When all three start slipping away, Mihawk struggles to know which he'll reach for first.

Or if reaching for one will force the other two further from his hands.

☪☪☪

As though Mihawk calming down was the benediction he was waiting for, Shanks, gone rigidly still by the bedside, also eases slightly. Or at least enough to resume rocking on his heels again. "Enjoying the view?" he asks, and Mihawk realizes he's been staring for an amount of time that could be considered rude, in a different situation.   Except this is Shanks, and he must know Mihawk was using Observation, so he's just being impudent. Trying to get them by Mihawk’s outburst, or distract Mihawk, or signal that he’s forgiven it without addressing the issue directly. An avoidance Mihawk is happy to take part in. Letting the colours of Observation bleed away from his vision, he smothers the fear, the inward pointed disgust. His reply is dry and honest. "I would enjoy the view more if you had shaved and bathed the last few days. Or slept." "I'll keep it in mind for the next time you're knocked out for an eternity," Shanks says, presumably accepting the closest Mihawk will come to an expression of worry. He mimes writing out something in midair. "Keep...pretty...for...Mihawk." And he smiles. And the smile is still not right.