#like when he goes ‘that’s a weird way to describe a friend’ bla bla bla i forget how the rest of the line goes

[fear-no-mort]

i think its pretty much certain that every rick & morty out there has had a two crows situation or even several but something i kinda just realised is it could be possible that our guys are the only ones that had the splitting up thing as well afterwards . just cuz i feel like. most ricks are not That selfless and do not love their mortys That much to the point where they’ll distance themselves just for their morty’s sake . but rick c137 has done that 2 seperate times

[scorchrend]

if u would like to share ur marx thoughts…… and make us all feel physically ill alongside u…….. this random anon is very much interested in hearing 👀👀👀

thats the problem istart feeling physically ill because i cant verbalize what i'm thinking it;s that bad. but since you asked this might be the push i need. UHHHHH marx thoughts. what are my marx thoughts it's like rummaging through my junk clearbook where everything is just placed anywhere and everything gets lost i do answer better and more coherently with specific questions.. btw.... hehe. Love Questions okay. random thoughts go

marx is a really attention seeking guy. thrives out of getting a rise from other people. pre super star though, i don't think he has any real friends despite being a common sight due to his tricksterisms and funny things. i don't think he's done this in canon really, but personally i like to make it so that marx used to work under dedede. you know. big castle, you think it has cool stuff, should give pretty good benefits to staff right? but then kirby's dream land happens and hes like Bro this Sucks and skedaddles. so yeah no meaningful relationships

i like the idea that marx is friendly with kirby pre kirby super star, but i don't think it's a relationship that can really be described as "friends" more than "staying on good terms and excitedly saying hi whenever you see each other, have a little small talk, and go separate ways." i mean, to kirby, they're friends. i don't think marx knows this when he asks kirby for help in milky way wishes, he's relying on kirby's helpful nature the trust is just kind of a bonus. as for why marx soul is like that i dont fucking know man these are random ass thoughts

thing is i think marx genuinely thinks kirby's a cool stand up dude especially after kirby's dream land but i think he just got Sooo Fucking Pissed thats why mww happens or whatever but i'm not sure either since i'm just spitting words. whatever his reasons are they always change in my head, marx is an enigma to me Even as a local marx enjoyer

as for his relationship with magolor it's the average They meet after Marx Blows Up and magolor is in the area and like Damn well i'm not gonna leave that guy out there am i. then bla bla friends (menaces) and puts the idea of nabbing that crown from landia. less of an intentional thing you know, but even if marx blew up he still kinda had something to show for it you knoe. the wings and the nova power. i can't say why they'd part ways (i don't know either) but basically before that they enjoyed some weird shit like pranking randos maybe Way Too Hard

anyways, after they part ways, marx probably goes planet hopping for a bit but eventually settles back on popstar. guys got the wanderer bones in him but i really think he thinks life on popstar is swell. he wanted to rule it for a reason i guess?? also the nearby planets he can fly to are Pretty Empty. I think.i actually genuinely don;t inow what im saying though im making a lot of this on the spot

reason for thinking marx has been hiding out on planet popstar: he's readily available in kirby star allies from the first dream palace. i know the dream rod summons them but like for my purposes i think it's just kinda like YOU. COME HERE.

okay but you know who else is in wave 1 that's right rick kine coo and gooey. i think they become friends. i think they're marx's first real friends (if you count them becoming friends while marx is disguised? they keep it up even after they find out. trying to be the kirby they want to see in the world or something.) like i got a little idea where its kinda like Damn i kinda wanna Fuck Up Everything but then he experiences laughing With people and not just Laughing at or Being laughed at and is like Fuuuckkk this is kindasick actually. UGH plans POSTPONED!! he is still 100% a shithead though these improvements dont really happen until marx drops his disguise after he meets magolor again (between rtdl and dream collection)

as for marx and magolor's reconciliation i feel like it's really smooth at first while magolor recovers from an arduous warp or whatever but when magolor starts showing discomfort at the ... hobbies marx has there starts to be tension because marx starts feeling like magolor is ignoring him and doesn't want to associate (even if magolor does want to keep being friends). however they deal with that is still up in the air but it required a lot of arguing, magolor apology to the dream team, marx blowing his "presumed dead" cover just to cover for magolor on something, etc. stuff that shows both parties really value their friendship even after they've changed and paths diverged quite a bit. fyi their arguments are so fucking bombastic because they WERE so SIMILAR that any insults they toss at the other is a double edged sword, and evidences some kind of self loathing

for marx's relationship with kirby i honestly think they're chill. but ofc marx exasperates kirby at times.

also marx has to get hisinfo from somewhere so i think he does in fact read stuff. only stuff interesting to him but he does read and when he does he Reads reads. thats how the Loser hatched his plan regarding nova anyways. somehow taranza finds outabout this and hes like Oh my god someone who understands media. Marx vehemently denies this (but cannot resist screaming at other people who have shit takeaways from x book he likes) (Marx has opinions on notoriously polarizing character Eon based on historical figure Aeon Hero) (not anything i consider important just something funny)

i could go on forever but for now i think my brain is all worded out. not even sure if any of this makes sense. here you go anon. enjoy.

[stealingpotatoes]

Trying to Explain the Desmond (sorta) Lives AU: Part 2

(part one)

(hi I’m back and I was bothered to write more explanation. bla bla sorry for the mess also this bit was acccidentally lengthy and 2.5k words, whoops)

> > > >

Shaun and Rebecca more-or-less knew they were going to find Desmond. They more-or-less knew they were going to see him. They more-or-less knew that he was going to be all glowing like he was in the footage. This being said, they weren’t really prepared for um… any of that to actually happen. 

Desmond is standing here, he is talking. He is moving.  Alive. Shaun and Becs are across from him, silent and dumbfounded at the sight of their long-dead friend. 

(I need you, my darling reader, to think of the most confused and shocked you’ve ever been in your life, and then bap, you’ve more or less got what’s going on in this room tbh.)

“Desmond?” Shaun finally asks in shock. 

“...yeah?” Desmond answers, obviously very confused at Shaun’s tone. 

“Holy shit,” whispers Rebecca. 

“What happened? We were in the Temple and- and then suddenly I’m here and I’ve got… these?” He gestures vaguely to himself-- the Isu markings.

What he said is enough to sort-of snap the duo out of their shock enough. “What?”

“Yeah, what?” Des agrees.  

“No, no. The temple-- 2012… that was six years ago. And you...” Rebecca says (still looking at Des with an expression that can only be described as ‘what in the genuine fuck’). 

Shaun and Rebecca wouldn’t have even noticed Galina coming up behind them if it hadn’t been for Desmond’s slight shift into near ready-to-fight, tho he relaxes after a second (his eagle vision’s still there and says she’s an ally). 

Shaun and Becs manage to take their eyes off Desmond for long enough to glance back at Galina, who’s come to find them. 

“You were not replying on your comms--” Galina stops and takes a proper look at the man behind them. “Oh. He does not look dead.” Then back at Shaun & Becs; “We all need to go.”  

Desmond is somehow even more confused than he was earlier. “Why would I look dead? And-- who are you?” 

Shaun has manners, even in very confusing situations; “This is Galina. She’s an Assassin. And Galina, meet… Desmond Miles.” (audible question marks) 

Shaun and Rebecca share an awkward glance. “We’ll explain everything when we get to safety?” Becs says, though she’s really not sure how they are going to explain, or what they’re even going to explain.  

The two random assassins who don’t have names also came out of the fight fairly unhurt and meet up with the rest of them. They’re pretty weirded out to see a person with glowy lines on his face, and have heard of Desmond Miles’ death. However they’re obviously not as weirded out to see him alive because they just didn’t know him. They’re probably doing the best here lol. 

Galina’s pretty confused but she’s become very good at compartmentalising over the years, so isn’t dwelling on things right now. 

Shaun and Rebecca are-- okay, to say Shaun and Becs are “dealing” with this is definitely the wrong word. They’re moving forward like Assassins should, while trying to comprehend that Desmond is right there… and also trying not to look at him too wide-eyed and shocked.  To them, everything feels like it’s going way too fast and way too slow all at once.

The trio and Galina all get into a van and head out of there, not planning on waiting for more Abstergos. 

//

They reach an old Assassin safehouse outside of the city after a very Odd drive. The two unnamed Assassins stayed in the city to keep investigating and keep up their work before, so now it’s just Shaun, Becs & Desmond in the safehouse with Galina on watch outside. 

They get in, make sure they’re safe -- protocol stuff. But Des really needs some answers. Like right now.

“What happened?” Desmond asks. This time it’s very serious, and you can almost feel the hundreds of years of killers’ lives he’s lived behind his voice. 

Shaun and Becs share yet another look. The disbelief hasn’t worn off at all, but they’re, as I said, moving forward. “What’s the last thing you remember?” Shaun asks. 

It quickly comes to light that Desmond has no memory of what happened after touching the Eye-orb-thing in the Temple. It’s just “a helluva lot of pain” in December 2012 and then boom, waking up in the middle of a city (shut, i know i still haven’t thought where), in October 2018. He also can’t recall bursting out of that Abstergo facility either -- his memory seems to start from where the weird glowing-eyes-and-apple-light thing he had going on stopped. 

“But the Temple was six years ago?” Desmond quietly half-asks, half-states. 

“Yeah...” says Rebecca. 

“Then where have I been for that time.” 

“You died.”

“What?!”

Shaun takes over; “Or at least, we thought you died. In 2012, we got clear from the Temple as you told us to. But then Abstergo, they--” (how on earth do you say this) “They got there before we could. They took your body and...” 

“But obviously you didn’t die because you’re here.” Becs gestures at Des. 

“Right,” Shaun agrees unsurely.

Des nods slowly, trying to take this all in. “But that doesn’t explain… all this.” he gestures to the Isu markings on his face. “Or what I can do.” 

“Do you know what you can do?” Becs asks. She and Shaun don’t really know what was happening w Des’ whole abilities thing at ALL because they only saw a small bit recorded.

Des shrugs, but then unzips the definitely-stolen-hoodie a bit and pulls the opening to the side so his bare collarbone is on show. “I got shot when I… when I woke up.” Rebecca makes yet another confused expression. “There’s nothing there?” She’s right; there’s no wound, no blood there. Not even a scar.

“Exactly.” 

“Oh.” 

“I heal faster, I know that. And--”

“What’s that?” Shaun numbly gestures to his own chest where a scar starts on Desmond’s. It’s not like either of them have seen Des shirtless much at all before, but that wasn’t there in 2012, they’re pretty sure. 

Des looks down then unzips the hoodie a bit more and oh. 

Shaun and Becs didn’t notice that on the security footage. Tbh Desmond barely noticed it, too busy looking at the glowiness. But that’s an autopsy scar. Des has an autopsy scar. That’s...

Desmond zips his hoodie back up, but everyone in the room is Very Confused. 

This is even more question-mark-inducing and raises about a billion questions; Did they do an autopsy on an alive person (for the sake of taunting the assassins)? Shaun and Becs wouldn’t put it past Abstergo; the Templars are messed up like that. 

Or… did Desmond genuinely die? And did Abstergo… bring him back somehow? 

Either way, Shaun’s mentally decided the “weird Isu clone of Desmond” idea is probably wrong because why would they autopsy a clone of a dead man?? makes no sense.  

There’s more long pauses of bewilderment before Rebecca makes the very good suggestion that they all have something to eat. So yeah, they eat, they’re chatting. It’s mostly basic stuff. They should definitely have all had medical checkups first, but they’re all very much too confused and in shock to do like… anything. 

It’s a bit awkward at one point (more awkward than the ENTIRE ordeal of seeing your dead friend again has been) because Shaun catches himself before telling Des a part of a story that involves secret Assassin crap and stops awkwardly. 

Desmond seems to catch on, and he’s like “I get it. Abstergo might have done something to me.” Made him a mole or a sleeper agent like Daniel Cross. 

Shaun and Becs feel really bad, but Desmond’s got this weird air of resignation about him. He understands. He knows he might be all messed up and controlled by Abstergo. That being said, the general resignation might just be pure shock at everything. A Lot Has Happened to him in a Very Short Span of Time (to him). 

They continue on chatting, mostly inane shit. Desmond asks if his parents are… still around. Shaun and Becs assure them they’re fine, though still fighting. Say a little about how William took Des’ death really hard, (no duh), and dropped out of the fight for a year. Only came back after finding out what Abstergo did to Des’ corpse (or… alive body???) -- tho the duo try to avoid saying what Abstergo did for now. 

However there’s another pause when Rebecca is, in very vague terms, explaining what happened in London in 2015. Rebecca starts telling Des what the Shroud is when she pauses and looks like she’s just solved some complicated code.

“I thought you were skipping the secret details?” Des asks.

“This isn’t that-- the Shroud heals people. Like, really fast,” Rebecca says.

Shaun gets where she’s going. “Ah... so say if someone got shot, it would heal almost immediately. And there would be no scar or visible wound afterwards.” 

Desmond takes a moment, and then he’s like “...you think I have the Shroud’s powers?” 

Now this doesn’t really solve any questions, and if anything creates more… but it adds something? Heck, this is all so confusing for everyone involved.

Anyways at some point they decide to actually all go to sleep. Galina’s still here btw, she also goes to sleep lol. Though before they do go to their own beds, Shaun and Becs have a quick chat about how weird this all is. Very Weird. 

Uh yeah so shrugging noises, Galina at some point the next day is assured the trio will be fine on their own and heads back to the city to investigate with unnamed Assassins. 

At some point they do actually do medical checkups lol, and comes up as, overall, Good. Desmond is pretty spritely for a dead guy. 

However they run into an issue: the DNA thingie just Isn’t Cooperating. It won’t sequence it. Probably definitely because they don’t have any tech that can get his wacked-up now-a-lot-more-isu DNA. But it also means they can’t check to see if he’s got the same DNA as he did. So yeah. 

For Rebecca and Shaun, it’s weird how quickly everything starts to feel like old times. As if they might be back in Monteriggioni, or the Temple, hiding out from the Abstergo and the Templars, as if the six year gap never happened. I mean- it’s not quite the same, obviously. Desmond glows now, and there’s always Something to remind them that they thought he was dead, that he was gone -- that something might be Wrong with him. 

Desmond’s, on the other hand, in this very awkward place. Aside from the fact he now has superpowers (which he doesn’t yet know the extent of), he’s also dealing with the fact he was supposedly dead for 6 years. That the world moved on without him and his friends haven’t seen him for six years. 2012 feels like days ago to him, not years. Shaun and Becs are very happy to have him back -- but Desmond didn’t know he was ever gone . So where they’re nostalgic for old times, he can’t help but only notice the differences? 

They need to find out what the heck happened in the 6 years they thought Des was dead. Seeing as the Abstergo facility that Desmond escaped from is -- funnily enough -- crawling with Abstergo agents that would very much like to get the three of them, (and that the trio has been told to lay low and try to go as dark as they can for now, while they all try to figure out what’s happening w Desmond) going back there to find crap out isn’t an option right now. So what Rebecca and Shaun are doing -- with a bit of help from Desmond, though he isn’t a tech guy or necessarily allowed to go into the Assassin database stuff yet -- is trying to scrounge up anything they can on Des and the missing six years.

They’re also slightly trying to work out some of Des’ powers, but they’re wary of him using them too much as Abstergo might pick up on whatever power traces he’s giving off. Shaun thinks Desmond definitely has a second PoE-based ability, and thinks it may be the Apple. 

One of the first nights, Desmond asks Shaun and Rebecca what they are going to do if Des turns out to be a sleeper or something. They can’t actually come up with an answer. 

Tbh, the search for info isn’t going brilliantly, even with two of the Assassin’s best searchers on the case. There are other assassins and PLENTY of Initiates looking for info across the world too -- Desmond just… coming back is a very big thing, and moreso is how he came back (ie all Isu-y). They haven’t heard any word from their mentor, Mr Miles senior, though. 

But then Rebecca has an idea! If Desmond’s conscious memory doesn’t know what happened, maybe his genetic memory does? Small issue: they don’t have an animus with them. So they ask for one ig lol. 

Anyways, they’re all chilling, researching, and trying to get to grips with the INSANE idea of EVERYTHING, ya know? Friendship hours. Catching up -- tho Des doesn’t have much to tell. There’s also emotional times!!! Shaun and Becs getting to say what they never had the chance to say while Des was alive, hugs, talking a little bit about the fact that his death (or “death”, perhaps) hit them Hard (though it’s difficult to talk about for all three). 

The first piece of the puzzle that they get isn’t from somewhere they expect. 

About a week after Desmond showed up (so after about 4-5 days of them being at the safehouse), Layla Hassan gets out of Atlantis. She’s just done the Trials via Kassandra and got the staff of Hermes Trismegistus (...in doing so, losing one teammate and gaining some anger issues. oops). Layla’s not that important yet. What is important right now is when she opened Atlantis.

Layla doesn’t have an exact time as to her opening the gates, but guess what happened very soon after the rough time she opened it? One Desmond Miles burst out of an Abstergo facility, glowing like your overly-dramatic neighbour’s Christmas lights display. 

So then this all just adds more mystery to the uh... Mystery™. Did opening Atlantis resurrect him? Did it give him these powers for some reason? If so, why?? The gang also find out/ the Assassins overall realise that opening Atlantis caused some weird powersurge in every PoE -- but if that caused some kind of surge in Desmond too, does that mean he’s a Piece of Eden now? He has the powers of at least one, PoE now, they know, so…? There are too many questions and nowhere near enough answers. 

The trio is itching to get out there and start investigating themselves -- but they’re told that there’s another assassin coming to join the three of them soon (it’s protocol to not say Who), before they start doing anything, and that they should wait for them. Also said Assassin is bringing one of them mini-animuses (animi? whatever; the one Layla has in ACOd) so they can do the genetic memory thing like Becs suggested. 

So I guess it’s time for more waiting, for whomever the assassin may be...

[whiskeyworen]

Adventures in Arkham

Definitely putting a ‘Keep Reading’ fold for this one. It’s a long story, but pretty funny. So a while back, when I actually had spare time and my schedule matched up fairly well with my friends’ schedules, we used to get together for Game Day/Night. It’s exactly like you’d expect; one big table, 3-5 people, a shit ton of drinks, snacks, E-drinks, etc, and one really big, really complicated, really LONG game. In our case, it was Arkham Horror. We’re all sci-fi/fantasy buffs, but out of our group, only me and one other guy knew the Lovecraftian mythos backwards and forwards. So basically, when it came to monsters, skills, and locations, we had the inside track. Thing is, luck is a very, very fickle thing. The very first game we played, the Big Bad of the day was none other than the Big C himself. Which automatically put ALL of us at a disadvantage by depleting a bunch of our natural sanities, increasing the number of monsters and the actions of monsters on the board itself, as well as setting up an actual DOOM counter. We had until the counter reached 10 before Cthulhu literally ended the world. Most of the other big-bads didn’t END things; they just made the game intensely hard when they were summoned. Big C is a hard-crash for the game. Do not Pass Go.

Naturally, when we were setting things up, we were assholes to each other, all for the sake of fun. One friend chose to become the Antiquarian/historian character. Basically, his character was the one who ALWAYS investigated ruins, mystical items, etc, and tended to be fairly prone to using magic. He also tended to ‘research’ things which let someone reroll a failed roll, or something like that. (that saved our butts a few times). Another chose to be the team Muscle. Character was a mafia gunslinger, with almost no imagination, but plenty of fighting skill. My friend chose the Assistant, which was like an intern for the Historian. More inclined towards magic, but far more stable mentally. I forget the bonus they got as that character. I decided to be the comic relief, so I chose Journalist. Basically a nothing character with no leanings one way or the other. Figured I’d be the one screaming most of the time. But things didn’t go precisely as planned. The Muscle ended up mostly going around the streets of Arkham dual-wielding friggin’ Tommyguns and wiping out any mortal monsters he could find...which oddly enough included one hapless Cthulhu spawn that thought that it could occupy the avenue on the south end of town. Apparently whatever Muscle used for ammo, it shredded that thing. The only thing he couldn’t kill were ghosts and vampires and other spirits. The Historian ended up holed up in the south end of town, unable to leave his location since the streets were being patrolled by a HOST of aerial monsters that would instantly take him down. So he spent most of the game just using that Reroll ‘research’ skill to keep the rest of us from making errors in judgement. He also lost his sanity a LOT, but always recovered one point some how. My friend, the Assistant, had an interesting time. Early on they had acquired one of the Sigils of the Elder Gods, used normally to seal Gates. But to seal a gate you had to go INTO the gate, then make your way through whatever alternate universe/dimension/hellscape it sent him. Upon leaving that zone, he’d close the gate with the seal, permanently locking it. (each Turn, the Big C would cause X number of gates to open, and if too many open, the game ended even earlier than the 10 count). At one point he fell no less than THREE times into one particular universe. Me? Well, my Journalist had shit luck, but that turned out to be FANTASTIC luck for him. For one, he had a Retainer; story goes that the Journalist had witnessed something really fucked up and weird, and that he had started obsessing on the Occult and weird crap. Thanks to this, some unknown benefactor Retained his services to go investigate Arkham’s mysteries. Every turn I would get a ton of cash, where everyone else would get a mediocre amount. As such, I could afford everything in every shop, if I needed it. Sufficed to say, I ended up being a bit of an armory for the others. Buy what they needed, trade it for things I wanted from them. That’s how Muscle got his second Tommygun. So while everyone was off lost in alternate universes, going insane, or fighting monsters in the streets, my clueless loser was wandering a desert island off shore on a ‘hint’. Didn’t find shit all. So I got another ‘lead on a story’ and went to investigate the cemetery. Ended up getting attacked when I disturbed a vampire that was waking up. Now...this should have been where my Journalist dies. But, see, some of the items I’d traded for to give me some bite in a fight (should I get in one) were...remarkably perfect for the scenario. I literally had a magic sword from the beginning of the game, a gift of the benefactor, a magical DAGGER I’d acquired from the Assistant, and a few other handy dandy things...like a spell that summoned Azathoth for a moment to carpet bomb the area with nuclear death. (I traded that to Assistant, to give him TWO, along with the sigils he kept acquiring that did the same thing. LOL) So combat begins, and everyone expects me to miss and die pretty fast. I roll my dice. ..... How to properly describe this?... I needed ONE hit to kill the vampire. Out of I think it was 7 or 8 die I had, I rolled ALL hits. The first hit killed the vampire before it could counter attack. Every other attack was superfluous. I immediately started laughing. It was the funniest thing to me. All I could picture was my clueless, moron Journalist tripping over a waking vampire, screaming, and then doing a Berzerker Barrage with both blade weapons on it, screaming the entire time. It wasn’t that I hit with all those attacks. That wasn’t the funny part. The funny part was imagining the scenario that I hit with ONLY that first strike, which insta-gibbed the bloodsucker, and that every other attack whiffed empty air because my guy was attacking out of pure empty panic and didn’t realize his opponent was possibly in several pieces on the ground. Envision this: Journalist: “Man, this place is boring. They said there’d be monsters here!” *kicks a rock which falls into an open grave* Vampire: *sits up in open grave* “Bla!” Journalist: “OH FUCKING SHIT! *insert JJBA impersonation of your choice here* Vampire: “*Dies instantly*” Journalist: *still attacking blindly, whiffing empty air for like, 2 minutes* AAAAHHHHH!!!!!!......*blinks. Looks around. Realizes he left the vampire 10 steps behind him in several pieces* Whoa. Shit... He died like, really quick.” Journalist: *wanders over to hamburger-ized vampire. Roots through the remains with a stick* “Oh hey, cool. An amulet! I wonder what it does?” (I forget what it did. But it made it even harder to kill me apparently.) That was just one hilarious moment of the Journalist-who-missed-everything. While everyone was busy saving the world, I was fucking around. At one point, my friend was pulled into the dimension The City of the Great Race, and ended up stuck there fighting resident after resident horror. The Journalist wandered over to where the Gate to this location was, and wandered in willingly. Cuz he was an idiot who saw a shiny hole in the air and went ‘Ooh, shiny!’ He proceeded to wander unopposed and uncontested for three full turns before leaving with a trinket. At no point did I draw an encounter card that WORKED in that place. Apparently he’d merely wandered around the empty buildings, admiring the architecture, while my friend fought for his life in another area of it. I picture him just casually walking through the streets, calling out for anyone, before shrugging his shoulders, picking something up from a storefront, pocketing it, and walking out through the portal while whistling a jaunty tune. In the end, we all survived and actually continued our characters in the expansion; the Journalist was still as clueless as ever, but he lost his Retainer. Apparently the benefactor was displeased with his results and cancelled his contract. LoL.

[channimagine]

Chanyeol x Reader

Request by a lovely anon: “Hi! Would mind writing a scenario with chanyeol where he falls in love/has a crush on an author after reading her novel. He talks about & posts a lot on his social media about her. You could maybe have her doing a book signing in Seoul? Or have her be invited to their concert/dinner by the other members as a birthday surprise for him. Thank you!”

It’s such a cute idea I like it so much~ Thanks for sharing it :3 Let’s do iiiiii

It was about 8 pm, and Chanyeol was sitting in the sofa in the dorm’s living room, reading the same book for the hundredth time. He had a soft smile on his lips, and his eyes was getting wider from time to time, or suddenly teary, or shiny…

“Hey Chanyeol, what are you read- Wait aren’t you reading the same book you’ve just red yesterday??” asked Sehun, sighing. Chanyeol looked up at him, feeling guilty.

“… Don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Well I know reading isn’t bad for your health but like… How can you read the same book every day??”

“But it’s so good! The author is so talented, I’m such a fan…”

“Well this author has more than one book, right?”

“Actually, she doesn’t…”

“So, it’s a woman?”

“YES! Her name is Y/N and she- … I’m sorry I don’t want to bother you.”

Sehun sighed again and sat next to him. He softly punched his arms with a smile and looked at him.

“You’re not. I’m not bothered. It’s cool to see you being happy like that. But aren’t you becoming obsessed or anything?”

“No, I’m not! You don’t have to worry or anything I’m fine. I’m just… In love with the way she writes stories.” Chanyeol looked at his friends, wondering if what he just said was weird or not. But Sehun was staring at him, looking extremely concentrated and focused. “The way she explains her characters’ feelings, the emotions, but also sceneries’ description… I feel like everything is perfect.”

“Did she have a prize for her book, or anything?”

“She did! She won something, last month! I was so proud for her…”

“You should tell her!”

“Wait- what?”

“You should send her a message!”

“I can’t do that! That’s not appropriate…”

“… Come one man, you’re Park Chanyeol, you’re a member of one of the most popular group in the country, you’re not just a student or anything! Send her a text!”

“I won’t do that!”

Chanyeol stood up, trying to hide his red cheeks behind his book. Sehun was looking at his best friend, feeling jaded.

“Are you serious, right now?” he asked, staring at Chanyeol.

“What… Wait don’t make that smile. Don’t look at me like that!”

”But you’re funny.”

“Why?”

“You’re so ridiculous, dude. Usually, you’re not like that with girls! And you’re not doing that to flirt with her. …am I right?”

Chanyeol looked at Sehun and then his feet, clearing his throat and hiding his red cheeks. Sehun covered his mouth with his hand.

“You wanna date her?”

“What? Are you crazy? She doesn’t even know my name!”

“Actually, I think she does. You know, you are…”

“An idol, yes I know. What if she… she doesn’t like EXO?”

“Everyone loves us, don’t be stupid.”

“Please.”

“Sorry.”

“What if she… she doesn’t like me then?”

“Well the only way to know is to send her a message, Chan.”

Sehun pointed Chanyeol’s mobile phone with his finger, and looked at his friend picking it up, in silence. Chanyeol sighed and was about to turn on his phone.

“Alright, kids! Lunch’s ready!” shouted Junmyeon in the kitchen. “I need help to set the table, now!”

“We’re coming!” said Chanyeol and Sehun together.

“Guess we have to talk about that later.” Whispered Sehun, smiling to his older friend. “I’m not forgetting anything you’ve just said, understood?”

“Stop it…”

After dinner, Chanyeol went to his room to start reading again. Between each chapter, he was updating his Instagram with a picture of his favorite quote in the chapter he just red, feeling like he was in the most amazing mood in the entire world, and that sharing it to his followers was like a duty, a mission for him.

At the same time, Sehun was checking his older friend’s Instagram in his own bed, thinking of many things.

“Guess I have to act fast.” He said to himself.

One week later, the members were on the dorms, all chilling in the living room, playing video games together. It was Chanyeol’s birthday soon but nothing was planned yet. Chanyeol said he just wanted some chill time with his friends at the dorm; but Sehun had a little idea of how to spend the day…

“Hey guys” Sehun said, entering the living room. “What about a little dinner outside, tomorrow evening?” The younger boy was looking at his friend with an intense look, discretely winking at them and avoiding Chanyeol’s look.

“Oh, sounds like a wonderful idea~” replied Jondgae.

“What do you think, Chanyeol? Asked Jongin, trying to hide his smile.

“Where do you want to go?”

“I have my little idea. Let’s say it’s a birthday surprise.”

“But Sehun, if you’re telling me this, it’s not a surprise anymore…”

Sehun sighted and pat his friend’s head, with a smile. 

“Don’t worry, buddy. You gonna LOVE it.”

“Okay…?” 

Confused, Chanyeol looked back at the TV, trying to focus on the fight he was having with Baekhyun on the video game. At the same moment, Kyungsoo was discretely getting closer to Sehun and whispered to him.

“Is everything ready?”

“Yup. Just as planned…” He replied with a wink.

“Amazing…”

The two men were looking at Chanyeol with a weird smile on their faces, arms crossed, standing right behind him.

“…you guys look creepy, staring at us like that.” Yixing said.

“What?”

The next day, Chanyeol spent hours replying to texts or calls from friends and family, all wishing him an amazing birthday. The tall man was actually in a very good mood and didn’t stop smiling the entire day.

It was now around 8pm, and the group was getting ready to go out.

“Okay kids, are you ready?” asked Junmyeon.

“Coming!”

After a moment, they were all in the van, Junmyeon driving them to a cozy restaurant in Seoul. Chanyeol was happy, but a little worried and confused.

“Hum… Guys?”

“Yep?” replied Sehun.

“Isn’t this restaurant a little too small. I mean we are nine, you know? And I don’t think they have one table for nine people.”

“Don’t worry about that buddy, and let’s go.”

They entered the small restaurant, and the waiter led the boys to a little room at the back. Chanyeol pushed the door and discovered a huge table, and a woman, seated at the very end of the table. Chanyeol considered her for a moment, confused and looked back at his friends.

“Hum… There’s… A woman, here.” He whispered, discretely pointing the girl with his finger. Jongdae laughed a little, and made him look back at the girl.

She gave Chanyeol a look and walked to him. Suddenly, Chanyeol made a little surprised noise and put his hand on his mouth, shocked.

“Are you…”

“Hello…”

“Happy birthday, Chanyeol!” said the members behind him.

“Oh my god… Yeah it’s you! You’re Y/N! My famous author!” Chanyeol smiling like a kid and took the author’s hands to shake them gently. “I’m- well hum… Wait, what are you doing here?”

“Your friends invited me here.” She said, smiling softly.

“What…?” Chanyeol turned over and looked at his friends, confused. “You mean… You did that?”

“Well you wanted to meet your idol, right? Guess what? You’re her idol too! It was easier than we thought!”

The tall man turned on himself once again and looked at the small girl in front of him. She was looking at her feet, trying to hide her red cheeks behind her hair.

“Is this real?” he asked to her, smiling and blushing like a high school girl. “Am I your idol?”

“Hmm yeah… I’ve always wanted to meet you. I love your songs!”

“T-thank you! I love your book! And your writing! And the way you describe everything! And your characters!”

Behind them, the other boys, smiling, were finally taking a seat and enjoying the view. Chanyeol and the young author sat next to each other and talked together the entire dinner about everything and anything, as if they were old friends. 

“Looks like they’re getting along quite well.” Said Junmyeon with a soft smile on his face.

“Indeed. They’re kinda cute, I’m not gonna lie.”

“Wow if Kyungsoo says that, it might be true!”

“Shut up maknae.”

“Soo’s right.” Added Yixing. “But… What if he invites her at the dorm after dinner?”

“Oh my god, gross.”

“Nope he’ll go to HER place, not the opposite.”

“Oh, thank god, Jun. She can’t be at the dorm tonight; my room is a mess.”

“You know Baekhyun, she probably won’t go in YOUR room if she goes to our place.”

“Right…”

At the opposite of the huge table, Chanyeol was still talking with the author. He was looking at her as if she was one of the Seven Wonders of the world, and was so interested about everything she was saying.

“So, tell me” she asked him with a cute smile. “Who’s your favorite character, in my book? I’m curious.”

Chanyeol took his glass of wine and drank a little, thinking carefully.

“Hmm… I would say the hero.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. I like how you described it. And his past is so interesting. And his personality… To be honest, when I was reading I was like “oh my god I can relate so much, this guy is so like me bla-bla-bla”. And he’s so cool, I have to say it.”

“Hm funny.”

“What? Why?” Chanyeol smiled to her.

“Actually…” she started blushing a little. “You were my inspiration for the main character.”

“…oh.” Chanyeol looked away, a little embarrassed. “T-Thank you, I guess? I’m flattered.”

“Well thank you; thanks to you, I was able to write the best story of my entire life.”

“Does it mean you have other stories?”

“A lot, to be honest.” She looked at him in silence, and almost whispered to him. “Would you like to read one of my stories, one day?”

“I’d love to. I’d be an honor, for me.” He smiled and gently took her hand under the table. “If you want, he can go and have some coffee together in town next week or something… To discuss about this. What do you think?” he winked and giggled, and she smiled back, blushing.

“I’d love to. I’d be an honor, for me.” She giggled as well, looking at him with the softest gaze.

“Are you… Making fun of me right now?” Chanyeol laughed and gently popped her nose.

“No, I don’t do that, I’m mature~”

“Oh well I see that!”

Sehun was looking at the two love birds flirting with a disgusted look on his face. Jongdae laughed a little and gently punch his arm.

“…what?”

“Sehun are you jealous?”

“What? No, not at all.”

“Why are you looking at them with this look, then.”

“They are gross. Look at them. They’re all pink and lovely and cute and…ew. Disgusting.”

“…you definitely should get a girlfriend, dude.”

Ta-dah I’m finally done with this one :3 If you like it, please let me know, I’d be very happy~

And if you have any suggestions, you can tell me, I’d be happy to write something for you~ Thank yoooou

[olmopress]

Lessig Come Home

week 6: Lawrence Lessig, “How Creativity is Being Strangled by the Law”

OK. OK. OK.

You may not be aware of this, but this it the third time, yes the

THIRD

THIRD


THIRD

time I try to make this post. This stupidly idiotic platform called Tumblr made my browser crash TWICE. I had written – especially the first time – amazing beautiful blogposts that would have made the history of the net, but what can you do? Well, I kinda know.

I’d like to have a little talk with the CEO of Tumblr about this. I have a couple of things to tell him

But let us not get carried away by transitory matters. We are here to discuss Lawrence Lessig, dad of Creative Commons and almost homophone to a very famous dog. Let’s get started.

OK kids I gotta say I like the guy. I watched the talk he gave at JCU a few months ago, where he stormed a magnificent papillon… I mean you gotta love this guy right? Right. So maybe you think that since I liked him I’m not gonna make fun of him?

Try again.

So. Remix. My man Lawrence starts by distinguishing two modes of culture: READ/WRITE (RW) and READ ONLY (RO). Yes, I’ll explain it to you heathens. RW is when common people get not only to consume but also to contribute to culture. Like when your friend Kevin lets out a massive burp and you decide to up the ante and respond with an equally massive burp which also conveys the blessing of spoken words. That’s RW fellas. Also like folk songs are RW. OK? RO instead is passive: it’s when normal people just shut up and experience products of culture. Like when you go to the movies (kids mi raccomando go to the movies, like in proper theatres – I promise it is so cool) and you just shut up and watch. Or when you go to a classical music concert and you shut up and listen. Or when you have reading to do and so you shut up and read. In RO you mostly shut up. It’s a tough life. But hey Johnny Cash said life is rough so you gotta be tough. So shut up and be tough.

Now read only this amazing piece of culture in homo sapiens sapiens form.

OK then Lessig talks a little about quoting and the fact that when you write your stupid papers you can do whatever the hell you want with copyrighted materials “so long as you cite.” And he basically says: “hey! why the hell can’t I do that with video stuff too?” Yeah because all this writing and theory was to advocate for his liberty to make stupid videos on Youtube while high from California weed. Weird guy this Lawrence huh.

But anyways, he says that regulation should adapt to technology and allow us to distinguish between amateurs and professionals and so and so, bla bla bla...

REMIX

Yes! That’s what my man Lessig loves. Remixes on YouTube! Because he thinks are a way to go back to RW culture after a century of RO! And so he lists them!

There are mashups…

I used to love this stuff when I was 14

And then there are anime music videos…

And then call-and-response virality…

Everything looks very interesting…

But…

It is all an excuse to say…

That this has nothing to do with technique and that today normal alphanumeric writing is like Latin in 21st century. You sure? I mean yes, academic writing is as incomprehensible as Latin to me but I mean… I don’t…

Oh right. He says “the words, images, sounds, and videos of the twenty-first century speak to the vulgar; they are the forms of expression that are understood by most people” (160). So like he’s talking about memes

EXCEPT

L you’re probably right in terms of form because yeah memes are like that, but in terms of content… I mean not really Lassie. Because memes are all about that idiotic post-ironic, nonsensical, dank stuff. Like the moth. ‘member the moth Lawrence?

Whatever. Lawrence doesn’t care ‘cause he’s got 99 problems and a bitch ain’t none. Like he’s got the problem of this F***ING copyright laws that are just out of date and useless and stupid and frankly are essentially theft so okay? Now off to the next step, comrade.

The funny one. The one in which he describes various kinds of economies (if this sounds like an episode of Friends, you are probably right my friend). So. There are three kinds of economies, Lawrence says.

Economy No. 1: commercial. Essentially pagare moneta, vedere cammello. Quid pro quo. Monetary exchange.

Economy No. 2: sharing. Like love. No money involved. What do you mean you don’t what that it’s like? Go ask my friend Melania, she can explain.

Economy No. 3: hybrid. OK so this is weird. Lassieg please define:

“An economy where a commercial entity leverages a sharing economy, or viceversa”

Mmh. And he says hybrids are eVeRyWhErE… like Flickr is an example…

Sooooo let me get this straight. No, Lawrence you can’t stop me from saying it:

THEY’RE NOT HYBRIDS

Because – like – when you have a commercial entity inside which there’s a sharing economy, you have… simply a commercial economy :)

IT’S AN ILLUSION

Yeah. I’m sorry. And you know what, my dear kulaki friend? You spotted yourself. because a few lines later you drop the magical combination of words that makes a certain iron female and very masculine Hollywood star get very excited – you write…

FREE MARKETS

Caught you bro. What a shame.

At this point, the reading is essentially over. L goes on for a while talking AGAIN about how much we should correct our obsession with copies, and how much we should end the war on piracy. But it’s not really relevant in 2019 anymore, right?

But one last thing. I wanted to thank Mr. Fancy bow tie. Because in his talk he was able to demonstrate the bottom line is that all these things relate to human behavior. That the essence of the internet’s problems is corruption. and corruption has to do with what is it that there is in our hearts. It’s about our spirit. Our driving force. Our mission. And it also means that there is no structure or technology that oppresses us. It always us oppressing us. Which is sad. But it also means that it is in our powers to change it. And we should do it. And we shall do it.

So thank you. That was encouraging and inspiring. You’ll receive a new bow tie from me around Christmas.

but

NOW

it is time for

CULTURE

OK why don’t we diversify a little the kind of music I post here, and use this opportunity to celebrate a genre which is essentially based on remix? Enjoy.

And also, why don’t I do that with art, too? Hell yeah I’m doing it. Get this Mimmo Rotella’s “Cinemascope” from 1962!

Au revoir ♥

Image Sources: Instagram, GIPHY.com, Amazon.com, bustle.com, wikiart.org, facebook.com

[uncle-ak]

What Do You Know or Don’t Know?

What we know is either based on what someone said/wrote, what we were taught growing-up or what we learned through our lived experiences. Learning through our lived experiences helps us truly understand certain concepts. Experience they say is the best teacher… During the early school years, I remember learning that 5 minus 7 cannot go. But in the higher classes, the story changed; somehow it was solvable and all of a sudden, negative numbers began to appear. 

Switching gears… another example I use is; (my Cameroonian people will better understand this). We are accustomed to eating water-fufu or garri with eru. I’ve asked a few people about eating cassava or bobolo with eru and they cringed. My follow-up question usually is: isn’t garri, water-fufu and bobolo made from cassava? Another example question is; would you eat cocoyams with achu soup? Maybe yes?! Maybe no?! I know I know, I'm a little weird like that! Just a little weird! (Haha! wink)

Funny how we cringe at the thought of eating something we know what it is made of, though presented in a different form/combination from what we are accustomed to but we eat hotdogs, hamburgers and a list of other things which we don't know what it is made of. N.B Before we get all wired-up, this blog post isn't about what people should or shouldn’t eat, neither am I trying to diss the hamburger/hotdog industry/business. This is to get us to think about our thinking (metacognition). I don't impose my views/perspectives/beliefs on others. I share my thoughts which can be disagreed with, we are all entitled to our opinions! We live by the choices we make! That is the beauty of our learned habits and lived experiences which may sometimes be a barrier to our growth, thus preventing us from stepping out of our comfort zone. On the other hand, our ability to be open minded may see us through some challenging moments where we may feel ‘stuck’. 

The choice of when to hold on to whatwe know versus being open minded is relative and situation specific, so choose wisely. Last month was a very overwhelmingly challenging one for me; especially the first two weeks of the month. By the end of the second week, I had some blank mind moments and felt the need to escape to total silence but I was postponing it until I was involuntarily thrusted into it. During my moments of silence, I wrestled with what I’ve been taught, what I’ve learned from others and what I’ve experienced thus far in order to figure out what will help me get through that challenging moment.

Inspired by my reflection on Oprah Winfrey’s books; What I Know for Sure and The Wisdom of Sundays. I resonated with certain concepts that helped me realign/refocus. What I share below is not necessarily directly related to my experience(s) mentioned above, these just came to mind because this happens to be the most recent books I’ve read. So, I thought; why not share my thoughts?! Sharing is caring! :)

“Gratitude is the greatest form of prayer when said with intent, it realigns your whole being.” The most difficult time to utter gratitude is when going through a challenging moment but when you are able to gather the courage and intentionally utter a prayer of gratitude, there is a feeling of weight being lifted off your shoulder. “Thank you because even in the eye of the storm, God has put a rainbow in the clouds.”The more grateful you become, the more you have to be grateful for (What I ‘Oprah’ Know for Sure/The Wisdom of Sundays).

Oprah categorized what she gives her time to as star 🌟moments. Like the star ratings/reviews 5star, 4star, 3star… she finds/creates opportunities to engage in more of 5 and 4 star rated activities because it feeds the essence of who she is. Here is some of my own star ratings.

My 5star moments:Silent moments/meditation (Communication with God), reading, and writing (with a good cup of herbal tea), listening, sharing moments with family and friends, deep thoughtful conversations, taking a walk (Sunrise and or Sunset walks), being out in nature/hiking, playing...

4star moments:Exercising, cooking, music, eating nourishing/edifying foods, being an Occupational Therapist/Mental Health First Aider…

Do you have star category moments? If not, create it. This would help you reflect on what feeds you, re-evaluate what you give your time to in order to realign and refocus. It helps you get more intentional. “We get so wrapped up in doing that we lose sight of being and miss the joy of simple moments”(What I ‘Oprah’ Know for Sure/The Wisdom of Sundays).

“The exponential growth of wealth isn’t directly related to the growth in happiness.He who has the most toys (material possessions) still dies”(What I ‘Oprah’ Know for Sure).  I remember when I just graduated and started working in 2015/2016. My first paycheck after working for only four days got me very excited so I worked six to seven days a week and on some days, I worked in two different locations for extra hours/money for the rest of 2016. I remember constantly feeling mentally drained while looking forward to the next paycheck thinking it will make it all better but nope it didn’t. Then when it came time to file taxes in 2017, I wassoooooupsetbecause I was told I  may have to pay the State. Say WHAT?! Now I can’t remember the last time I worked on Sunday nor seven days a week. Looking back, I mostly worked weekends from 2006 to 2015 while I was in school so I think I've served my time in the business of working weekends or at least working on Sundays (haha!). If my memory serves me right, 2016 was the last time I worked on a Sunday.  I occasionally work 6days/week 1-3times per month. I take at least one Monday off a month for mental wellness especially if I know in advance that the preceding weekend will be busy. Also, reading the book Rich Dad Poor Dad by Robert Kiyosakiwas a huge eye opener.

When we let go of the desire to acquire more things and rather collect more shared moments, we are going to live the best life. “Having the best things is no substitute for having the best life.”Collect more moments and memories. We won’t be remembered for the stuff we had… The best gift you can give is the gift of your time, it is priceless. Spending time with others teaches us more about ourselves than about others. (What I ‘Oprah’ Know for Sure). 

I’m not very much into the collection of ‘stuff,’ brand names, designers...bla bla bla. This can be interpreted in varying ways, one of which is throwing out the Cameroonian slang that goes thus in Pigin English “poor man go say Guinness bitter” or the Western version will be along the lines of ... a poor person will say owning Louboutin aka red bottoms or Louis Vuitton or Tesla or Porsche isn’t all that... Affordability isn’t the issue, it is more about the necessity for me. The fundamental question I ask myself is, is it absolutely necessary and what is my underlying intention? N.BI’m not hating on those who have these things; your money, your choice! Enjoy! If a goal in life is to own a designer something or a private jet: that’s your motivation so strive to achieve it. If owning one or more of such fulfills attaining a statue of… definitely not statue of liberty if it involves getting into debt in order to obtain it because there is nothing liberating about being in debt (anyways, let me mind my business!). At least be mindful about not being greedy while striving to attain certain goals at the expense of others or at the expense of your life and health. Be mindful about taking advantage of others because the circle/cycle of life spins. Sometimes it spins faster than we may think and worse than it was spun, like a cyclone/typhoon/hurricane. Remember, my intention isn't to tell people how to live their life, it is to get us (me included) to think about why we do what we do.

Whatever choice we make in life, whether active or passive will affect someone else be it negatively or positively, so be conscious of that. When your choice is right, your whole being will fuel it, irrespective of what people may say. Act with intent to be true to yourself. Not for applause, attention, recognition nor what will they think. If you find that you wrestle with yourselfabout a choice, find moments of stillness to listen to yourself. Remember; He that is in you is greater...and sufficient. “That which we crave can’t be found outside ourselves nor come from someone else.” (What I ‘Oprah’ Know for Sure). 

What you give, you get. What we dish out will be served back to us. What we give doesn’t necessarily have to be material stuff and we may not necessarily receive from the person/people we give. Best believe it comes back, so give more of what you would like to receive. Your giving however shouldn’t be fueled/motivated by the expectation to receive. Do it genuinely, because you can and because you want to. Not because you feel like youhave to.  

Every physical encounter/interaction has a metaphysical meaning. Nothing is random… we are all connected via our challenges/struggles, loss, pain, desire for success and etc…Our life experience is a lesson to us and others, the only difference is in how it is individually experienced. (What I ‘Oprah’ Know for Sure)

The highlight of the book (What I know for Sure)for me is when Oprah describes how she feels when she reads; “Delving into other people’s thoughts, building bonds with total strangers, marvel at people coming alive on paper, travel the world mentally. Wealth of insight, knowledge, inspiration and power. Sacred indulgence, a chance to be anywhere I choose. Reading gives me the ability to reach higher grounds and keep climbing, it exposes you, opens you up, gives you access to anything your mind can handle. Ifreading were a love language, it will be my primary and sharing it with people who do the same will be the most depth of love/connection… When we stop learning, we cease to grow.”I had to pause, rewind, replay multiple times to absorb this paragraph because I totally agree with it. 

The above paragraph and my mentioned 5- & 4-star moments are what I know for sure! Star moments don’t have to be fixed, they can be flexible, open for re-evaluation and subject to change as we evolve into who we are becoming…What do you know for sure about yourself? What concept(s) shared above resonates/aligns with you and why?

[yumenosakiacademy]

metr0c0n 2k18 friday

diary 4 future me. cosplayed: tsumiki (sd/r2)

uh idk how to describe some panels due to barely remembering or not knowing how 2 word stuff so!! sry

okay so i arrived there early at like. 9:30 but apparently the con didnt open until 10 am? so i sat in the bottom floor lobby n played CR/went on tumblr until i went in and went to the bla/ck butler panel! ciel kept being dared to hug everyone, even ppl he hated like alois or soma n grell kept flirting w sebestian

then the bn/ha panel! they did trvia at first, n i think i got a question right, but didnt raise my hand so rip... anyway after short trivia they did the q+a and pr3s3nt m!c said he goes thru 2 cans a day w his hair n that he has endorsements w hairspray companies n later all m!ght said he was oth proud and disappointed in deku’s obssesion w him n i asked aizawa if any of the students ever vaped in his classroom n he said that the were rowdy

after that i walked around for a while n saw a momo (id0lish) n without thinking, asked 2 take their pic n they said they remember me from last year n they were apparently the momo i took a pic of last year??? haha whoops i was just Excited. i also saw a rei while talking to a tsumiki+nico n i was like “thats a yumenosaki uniform omg r u cosplaying ens/tars/into ES” n they said yes they were supposed 2 b rei but their friend had their wig but we were talking abt ES n i cant rly remember a lot of the convo but they said they only rly disliked eichi n i think they liked rei n ritsu n switch? anyway, also around this time, i was climbing the stairs n a fancy dre/amer jane was like ‘hey uh, are you looking for someone named x?” n i said “no...?” n they realized they got the wrong peron n apolgized n left but later i saw them again n asked 4 a pic n apparently their dress was $200 holy shit.. it was a rly nice outfit tho aa. 

then i went to the hs panel! not much to say tbh? stuff happened, questions were asked n all, yknow. kanaya n rose came in fashinoably late but the kanaya was pretty aa. they got asked abt vines n i remember the kanayas favorite was the “yall ugly” vine. aradias was “so no head?” roses was “we all gonna die someday” 

anyway, i went downstairs n stood arund then noticed someone that looked like 1st yr koga so as i passed them when i started moving, i asked if they were koga n they said yes n i took a pic of them (i didnt realize their friend was rei/fem!rei (i think) altho i slightlky wondered it but i had tunnelvision.. a onetrack mind...) n i was like “how r u doing in the event?” n they apparently dont play the game, but they’re into ES n i said “oh!” n i asked their best boy n they said keito or [someone i cant remember] n i said oh cool and i stan rei, since im thirsty, and chiaki n idk the rest of the convo, but they told me there was an ES person in the artist alley n i immediately ran off to go find the artist. then i found an iruma w an arashi in their itabag n complemented them on it (n also said arashi is valid) n their friend had a tsukasa itabag n we talked abt ES for a minute and i asked them abt the button artist.

then the v0ltr0n panel! again, dont kno what 2 say, but it was p funny! “what’s yalls favorite ship??” “we all swore, the Castle” bhrghrt. then i meant 2 go 2 the su panel after the v0ltr0n panel bc it ended at 5:20 n the SU panel ws ongoing after it but i just Didnt. 

so i walked around the dealers room again n saw someone w a tsumugi itabag n i was like “their hair looks similar to tsumugi r they cosplaying tsumugi?? either way, ill complement them on their bag” but they Were cosplayng tsumugi like i expected n they said they were glad 2 b recognized n that tsumugi doesnt get enough love n i got a pic of them n we talked abt ES n they liked the natsume strap on my bag n they also like the oddballs, bc i mentioned i have all the oddballs on my  bag except shu n i learned the ES button person was the same one that made the buttons? they showed me a lil tori figure keychain they got n it was cute... idk if we talked abt much else but Yeah. i also ran into the rei n they found their wig n i was like “u got ur wig? nice! im proud [idk why i said this? i think i meant it in an ‘i believed in u!’way??]” n asked them n the dia they were w for a pic, and also ran into one of my tumblr friends n they had such a cuuuute outfit n they had a lil v!ktuuri charm AND a super cute clear keychain n i was like “MY EFFING BOY.. WUV” but we talked 4 a minute which was fun!!

then the v0ltr0n “opration whats goin on” panel! the operation was apparently that lance couldnt speak english thruout the panel but i knew a bit of spanish so i could kno some of the words but anyway i remember they all T-posed n i think they got asked a vines question too? yea! i remember at some point the kieth threw their starbucks cup in rp anger or smth (it was p much empty) but some of it got ont he carpet n everyone was like ‘KEITH...”

then i coudnt walk around the dealers room bc it was closed so i walked on the con floor n some person was walking around w a large speaker n they put on “Take On Me” n a bunch of us started a chain of people following each other doing that weird dance run that goes w that song n we went all around the con floor, up the escalators, up the stairs, circled around 3 LL cosplayers, went back down, went all the way to the game room, did it in circles around the middle floor of the game room, then the person changed it to “Nevr Gonna give u up” n said we all just got rickrolled but we continued the chain/conga n just danced along to it and motiond to others while lipsyncing all the way back to the middle floor area w the music then the speaker person put on the macarena n i did it for a minute b4 worrying abt my wig n getting tired so i walked around the area then stood near a corner n started reading a hypm!c smut fic then later sat down near the next panel room i was going to go in n finished it

then the dd/lc panel!! i was on my ipad 4 some of it oops sry but they were talking abt who’s best girl n what was it like for monika to delete the others n they got asked the meme and vine question too n they all T-posed as well n there was a kid in the audience who rly loved natsuki n monika n gave natsuki a hug b4 they had 2 leave b4 the panel ended n it was cute... someone tried 2 play your reality on an ocarina, yuri said f*ck, n sayori yeeted a pencil aiming 4 the center aisle of the room but it hit someone but yea Fun Timez

i left a few minutes early to go to the g0rillaz panel but apparently they had 2 cancel so i called my dad 2 come pick me up n saw my tmblr friend again nwe talked abt kp0p n con stuff then they left n i went to the game room 4 a sec but b4 that i saw kenyan n joked w him n called him a furry but how i met w hhim was that he was at the post near the game room (the badge check) n as i walked past he said “i told ur dad id watch over u it’s okay” or smth like that n i went “...excuse me? i dont know you.” but then i realized who it was n went “oh.kenyan sry hi” n he was like “yea, u do, iplay pathfinders n dnd w ur dad in 2 days....” and i said “in our house ur labeled as a furry” n said he should cosplay his furry characters

anywway after a while (i just sat down n waited) dad picked me up!