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felicitykings · 3 months ago
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M.I. HIGH (2007-2014)
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ghoullnextdoor · 1 year ago
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🔮✨️ Self-Care at its highest form ✨️🔮
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whorejolras · 1 year ago
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i'm saying it. i don't think joly would work in a hospital. i think his medical career would be informed by his politics + radicalisation and his + his friends regular drug use, he would be outraged at how the medical industry handles drug users, also at the medical industrial complex in general, so he would find a reputable community led harm reduction organisation to work for 🫶🏻
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brotherdusk · 6 months ago
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btw!
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ashmp3 · 7 months ago
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my hater moment for the day yes it’s 8.30 in the morning but whatever like if you have a skinny narrow nose from the front in my head your nose is not big like at the very least it’s at the bottom of the big nose pyramid
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perhapsifcake · 2 years ago
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a belated submission for doflaminbros week hosted by @opdoffyzine & @corazine!! this was for the day 1 prompt 'high school au' :)
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coffeeastronaut · 1 year ago
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the shitscript is in fact a a a shitscript but crowley and aziraphale's 6000 years of crowley cheating at checkers every time and aziraphale never wins is seriously so insanely funny. like.
aziraphale is not at all stupid, let alone enough for crowley's literal "whats that outside!!!! [snatches his pieces]" but the fact that he KNOWS hes been cheating this whole time and has been LETTING him is so fucking funny.
not for the reason the script gives (something something its aziraphale's lame moral lesson that even he knows is stupid, but only after an 11 year old points it out to him) but for the reason ive invented in my mind, which is that this is yet another example of their looserman weirdo foreplay
#mi#fuck it. goes in my good omens tag#good omens#i am firm in my belife that they only have a. bad sex but lots of it or b. looney toons sex that gets interuppted by increasingly outlandis#incidents cumulating in like a stick of dynamite from a mining convention thats passing through town accidentally gets swapped with the cig#the cigar that aziraphale was going to use in their noir detective rp that theyve been working up to for 6 years (technically 8 but they#forgot about it for a few years in the middle) and when he goes to sensually smoke it he gets blowed up like columbo and when the smoke#clears all his clothes have spun around backwards like daffy's beak.#both scenarios cause power outages but for different reasons. in the first its bc even the lamest of sex has them like AWOOOOGHAAAA and#convinced theyve reinvented gods greatest gift to mankind and inadvertently fuck with the power grid and in the second its because#crowley tried to feed aziraphale food in bed but butterfingered the fork and as it slipped and tumbled and bounced between his hands like a#master juggler high on too little sleep and too many coworkers who say shit like 'egads!' it miraculously found its way into the wall outle#(the only uncovered outlet in the bookshop; every other outlet has one of those babyproof covers because aziraphale doesnt trust the wiring#to not make random bolts of electricity to come out otherwise; which means they really do do that purely bc he expects it)#and when he impulsively went to pull it out he got electrocuted but on account of him not being human it just felt a bit funny and then#they stood and took turns holding the fork in the outlet and giggling like old ladies do at raunchy operas; completely blowing out the#circuts in the bookshop and every other shop on the same wiring
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prettygirlgerard · 1 year ago
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dime si puedo enviarte mi corazón ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥
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appalachy · 2 years ago
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Ok this is a little awkward helped my two friends with their writing part of the proficiency exam and got them higher scores than i did for myself 💀 i still got a C1 in it ofc but less points than them and i wont stand for that
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1980ssunflower · 2 years ago
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i need to run into the arms of my ryan rn 😭💔💔
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felicitykings · 3 months ago
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I'm lucky. Because I work for MI9 and I get to defeat the villain, and rescue the princess for real. Hey! Sometimes it's the princess who rescues the knight, remember?
M.I. HIGH (2007-2014) ↳ Dan & Zoe
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ghoullnextdoor · 1 year ago
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Snow Conez 🍧
THC 26.8% ✨️
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protect-namine · 19 days ago
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I have terrible historical imagination and recall so I'm not very good at imagining things happening at the same time in the same era across multiple countries. but I think it's really interesting how history can be viewed in such a different way depending on whose lens you're viewing it from
today I was on a wikipedia rabbit hole and was reading up art nouveau -> belle epoque -> second industrial revolution -> gilded age -> progressive era of the usa. those all occurred roughly the same era, which is the turn of the 20th century until before world war i (roughly 1870s to 1914)
and like. yeah I could imagine all of that happening in the same era. rapid urbanization and scientific/engineering progress (telephones, automobiles and railroads, movies). late victorian era -> edwardian era. the eiffel tower and brooklyn bridge. cabarets, greenhouses, nouveaux riches. optimism due to the turn of the century, technological advancements, and the aftermath of the american civil war and franco-prussian war and napoleonic wars. art and material excess and economic divide. apparently a lot of social activism in usa. h.g. wells and arthur conan doyle and george bernard shaw.
and I was like, okay wait, what was my country doing at that time. it was the treaty of paris, right? and yeah, it was the treaty of paris and the usamerican occupation. huh... vastly different kind of life then. obviously you can't tackle all issues all at once and some issues are systematic and hard to tackle, but in hindsight, there's like... a funny dissonance with knowing that the acquisition of the philippines happened during the start of the progressive era of usa lol
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wileys-russo · 3 months ago
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Pollito fic inspo:
The youngsters have been behaving heavenly on and off the pitch, and the captains decide to bring them to an amusement park.
Alexia is secretly scared of roller coasters, Pollito is the only one knowing it and gets Alexia on one by lying slightly. Once the ride is over, Alexia and Pollito give their own funny entertaining show😂
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part of the pollito universe flying high II a.putellas, barça femeni
"all of you need to stay in our sights!" irene yelled in warning as you all scanned your tickets and stumbled inside, hands linked and ready to race off but instead shoulders dropped and groans sounded at her command.
"buddy system chicas, vamos!" alexia chimed in with a snap of her fingers, everyone pairing off into smaller groups where nobody was without a captain or more senior member of the team to watch out of them.
you all knew the buddy system was just another word for the babysitting system.
somehow in the chaos of everyone grouping off you of course wound up with both alexia and mapi. the two whom seemed to be top of the avoid list as the others all wasted no time scrambling away, ignoring your pleading glances to take you with them.
alexia's hand fell to your shoulder before you could with a knowing smile, vicky and jana at least staying loyal and sticking by your side though you didn't miss the looks of longing on their face as everyone else got off much easier.
"why isn't mine working!" mapi scowled, pressing her ticket over and over on the scanner as the light for the gate remained red and you tapped your foot impatiently, alexia rolling her eyes and trying to call over an attendant.
those present all making agreements to meet up in the food precinct in the middle of the park by 12, you watched on with a scowl as the other groups took off, crossing your arms and slumping against jana.
"tenga paciencia pollito." the older girl chuckled, patting your cheek and draping her arms over both you and vicky who was also already looking bored at the delay.
"how much trouble do you think we would be in if we just...ran for it?" you questioned quietly, quirking an eyebrow at the pair beside you who also faltered, clearly thinking it over.
"i am already doing extra laps for falling asleep in media." jana grumbled with a huff making you snicker at the memory. "so is pollito for not doing her schoolwork and using her practice exam to make a paper plane." vicky chimed in as you shrugged.
"well...you were saying you wanted to work on your stamina amiga, no? extra laps would help!" you grinned, wiggling your eyebrows at the only girl without a prior punishment who sighed but with one nod you knew she was on board.
"mapi is fast, she could catch us." vicky mused, the three of you watching on as the two older girls began to bicker in rapid spanish as mapi's ticket continued to decline, alexia about mapi's lack of patience and mapi about alexia's lack of haste.
"i am faster." you boasted confidently with a grin making your best friend roll her eyes and push you playfully.
"no no no, mi chicas we do not have to be the fastest. just fast enough for them not to see which ride we get on first, then they will struggle to find us if we are up in the air!" jana pointed out and with her words you all shared a look, decision now made.
"capi is checking, smile." you mumbled under your breath, all three of you sending alexia an enthusiastic wave as she gave you all an odd look where she glanced over her shoulder to check you were still there.
"ahora...ejecuta!" jana announced and as the three of you sprinted off the gate flashed green, mapi all but jumping over the turnstile anyway and racing away after you, alexia hot on her heels.
"aquí!" jana grabbed both you and vicky, tugging you around a corner and ducking behind a popcorn vender who gave you all an odd look, your smiles growing as alexia and mapi sure enough sprinted past still bickering with one another.
"el éxito! now, which ride first?"
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"chica i think my head is going to fall off my body. why did you spin it so much! idiota." vicky groaned as you wrapped an arm around her with a laugh, the two of you having just spun yourselves ill on the flying saucers.
jana off to the side on the phone to jill had sat this one out, and looking at the way vickys face had started to go a little green as you both arrived in front of her, she was glad that she had.
but with you too busy giggling at the way vicky was swaying side to side as if she was seasick, and jana too preoccupied with her lovesick puppy dog gaze off into the distance talking to her girlfriend, all three of you missed the two figures marching their way over to you.
your laugh died in your mouth feeling the hands land on your shoulders, a cautious glance seeing the tattooed fingers clutching at your shirt having you wince knowing exactly who it was.
there was a similar look on vickys face as alexia grabbed her, jana's eyes widening as she tried to sneak away but one fierce look from your blonde captain she was mumbling an apology and hanging up on her girlfriend, gaze falling to the floor.
"vicky is very sick ale. we were just coming to find you!" you immediately turned on the charm, glancing at vicky who slumped into the older girl with an over dramatic groan, jana rolling her eyes which was luckily missed by the girl.
"oh you were? after you ran away from us in the first place pollito eh?" mapi scoffed and you winced again as her grip on your shoulders tightened, feet rooted to the floor as a few passers by gave your little group an odd look and both older spaniards sent them polite smiles.
"we did not run away we just-" you paused, carefully calculating your next words but jana chimed in before you could formulate them. "we were just so excited we got a head start! lo siento we thought you were right behind us, but you know pollito has never been to an amusement park." jana pouted, grabbing your hand in hers and yanking you from mapi's grip.
"look at this face ale, how do you say no to the pequena?" jana sighed, smooshing your cheeks in her hand with a shake of her head as you gave the captain your best puppy dog eyes, and coupled with vickys oscar winning performance about being so ill, it seemed to wear away the anger which was previously bubbling in the older girls chest.
"vale. it is nearly twelve, we need to meet the others." alexia sighed, pulling vicky into her side and starting to walk off as you subtly bumped jana's fist against yours, mapi watching in disbelief at how easily you'd gotten away with it.
"pollito you-" "lunch on me?" you cut the older girl off with a charming smile, jana letting go of you and skipping off to catch up with vicky and alexia. "tienes demasiada suerte." mapi rolled her eyes, quickly pulling you into a headlock and starting to walk before you shoved her off.
but within a millisecond mapi was grunting as you launched yourself onto her back, arms wrapping around her neck as despite her protests for you to get off she grabbed her legs in hand and hoisted you up.
"i lovee youu maríaaa." you pinched her cheeks, quickly pulling your fingers out of reach as her teeth snapped at you and she huffed, the two of you falling into regular conversation as you were victoriously piggybacked all the way to the food precinct.
however unfortunately for mapi as you'd both selected your food and lined up to pay, you realised you didn't have your wallet.
“oh and you do not have your card on your phone?" mapi asked sceptically but you both knew it was rhetorical as you gave her an innocent smile and with a roll of her eyes both your food was paid for.
despite the running away earlier, which you were sure you had gotten away with due to your trio's quick thinking and vicky’s beautiful acting which you actually had started to think was a little more real as her face was still green, lunch was a pleasant affair with everyone catching up and organizing a few larger groups who hadn't been on particular rides yet.
"ale, are you not coming?" you asked with a frown as after lunch you all once again broke off and scattered, having made plans to meet at the exit around 3.
"capi doesn't do scary rides!" marta teased, pinching alexia's cheek who shot her a scowl before the older girl took off after cata who snatched her bottle of water and raced away.
"this one isn't scary. look, there is kids going on!" you pointed out as alexia still looked hesitant, the rest of your little group already in line for the rollercoaster that actually was rather scary, but you didn't plan to tell the blonde that.
no no, pointing out the children who were coming off of the much smaller coaster whose exit so happened to look like this one, was a foolproof way to coax her into line. and sure enough with a few puppy dog eyes and pleading, the older girl cracked.
you rammed your elbow into jana who looked confused, also knowing alexia hated rollercoasters, a firm look and she was turning back to her conversation with ona, leaving you to distract alexia for the remainder of the line up.
which given mapi on a bit of a sugar high would not stop yapping away at the catalan, and with ingrid and frido having steered well clear of the amusement park excursion all together, it left alexia with no choice but to placate her chattering.
you could have kissed mapi on the forehead at that, because alexia was far too busy trying to follow the train of conversation which kept jumping from station to station, to notice the ride you were all headed for was anything but tame.
but then it was too late and you were all buckled in, and alexia was starting to think that maybe this was not the best idea.
"ale." you poked her, both of you sat side by side with aitana on your left, and there was an ever so slight pang of guilt as you noticed the color had begun to drain from her face.
but this was for her own good, you were going to help the girl get over her fear, and what better way than some exposure therapy.
"this is to help you amiga." you patted her knee, smiling appreciatively at the attendant who pushed the safety restraint down a little more on you until it locked in properly.
"que? nena how-" but her words died in her mouth as she watched the group who'd just taken off in front of you do a loop the loop a few hundred metres ahead, their own ride almost over and yours due to soon begin.
you couldn't repeat the words which left alexia's mouth in that moment as the ride started to count down, aitana left with her jaw open at the filthy language and the begging to let her get off the ride.
your own smile was wiped off as the older girl with a face like thunder managed to grab a handful of your shirt, half choking you and pulling your face as close to hers as she could while restrained by the safety belt, her hazel eyes were ablaze with a fury unlike you'd seen in months.
"this is a promise pequena. if i survive this i am going to run you until you collapse, then i am going to kill you, and then bring you back to life, and then i will ground you until you die again!" and then the countdown reached 0, and off you all went.
"te amo mucho capi!"
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neil-gaiman · 1 year ago
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Hello Mr Neil,
I want to share how I feel about Sherryl the supermodel from Good Omens. You've answered a question previously when someone felt that her representation was lacking empathy (re the visual effects note in the script book, although the scene was cut), and I want to offer my thoughts to help people who felt that way about Sherryl.
The book (Good Omens, not the scripts, which I haven't read) plays with dark topics and makes them absurd and fun, aiming the jabs at the systems that (mis)guide or harm people (there are Beliefs, the People who Believe them, and the odd ways of living that make sense to them). Famine's D-Plan sums up the diet industry and a culture of starvation: of course we don't laugh /at/ Sherryl, we understand (because of everything the novel sets up) that like every other human she does her best with the frameworks she's got. It's empathetic, because that's what Good Omens is. Understanding that let me reframe the knee-jerk reaction I had on my first read of the scene in the book.
[For the TV show, though, as you've explained in the past, certain things had to be adapted to the time. I wonder sometimes - because I know that you do these things well - how you felt about approaching Sherryl nearly 30 years later.]
I think the trouble for me was that the scene in the book felt cruel at first. Now, I think 'A skeleton in a Dior dress' beautifully sums up the sacrifice of her humanity to become New York's top model. It's death dressed up - that's how such extremely-ill supermodels *should* appear to us if only we were unblinkered. One should see plainly the actual violence in an emaciated person's appearance. Maybe growing up with early 2000s aggressive body-shaming British TV shows and an overweight mother of Sherryl's generation as well as personal experience of anorexia made the 'skeleton' image feel cruel, now-overdone and recognisable to the nastiest unhealed bits in my psyche.
I think the frightened human animal in me initially recoiled from the dehumanisation. The pit of me jerked at the descriptions of Sherryl that felt like real insults, pulled straight from mainstream body-shaming media of my formative years. Of course, Good Omens predates this - thin was in, religiously, and the scene was subversive then - but that was my initial bodily feeling, not a thoughtful response. I describe it to illustrate where the challenge was, after we've gone from skinny worship in the 90s, to domestic skinny enforcement, to skinny shame, to wherever we are now in the popular orthorexic fitness culture and clean-eating minefield etc etc. Starvation dehumanises, and Sherryl was sick to the point of being inhuman - the scene under a microscope might feel complicit in dehumanisation to the sensibilities of teens and young adults today (for the same reason that people in Trafalgar Square can't see England), but within the book it humanises Sherryl by showing you plainly what awful thing has happened to her.
What the book did for me was let me delight in a sense of humour that makes difficult things totally absurd and therefore perfectly understandable. It told me, everyone is doing their best (to the best of their understanding), and when the fun-poking poked at my own pressure points, it said, lovingly, yes, you too. Many things about the book are like laughing with a friend or receiving a warm hug - it makes the big things so silly, and shared, and okay.
Thanks :) x <3
I am glad that is how you saw her. That is how we saw her. (I'm reminded of the only time I was ever at a high fashion event, where I found myself profoundly shocked by the incredible thinness of the models, and how sorry for them I felt, and how I wanted to feed them soup and stew and sandwiches. And of a high fashion model I knew a little, when she went out with a friend of mine, who told me that some girls she knew used heroin to stop the hunger pains, injecting themselves between their toes, and later I learned that my friend broke up with her when he learned she was a heroin addict.)
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evilminji · 3 months ago
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Still hung up on my "what unusual, unexpected, Non-Violent ways could an SI-OC COMPLETELY Fuck up the Millennium Long Sith Plan by accident?" Ponderings...
Cause mine? Is still? Holo-net YouTube equivalent star. Cause being a child is boring.
And being a PEACEFUL MONK CHILD? When you are used to "go go GO! Earn your right to EXSIST! Pay for that air and the water YOU BREATHE!" Capitalist hellscape life? Constantly inundated with ads and horrible news and stimulus of all kinds?
Only for it all to STOP?
Twitchy. Very, very twitchy. Unable to sit still. That on TOP of knowing what's coming but knowing they don't really have the power or influence to stop it? Like mental torture.
Sure. We all WANT peace... but would we actually know what to DO with it? Know how to handle being truely sheltered and allowed REST? Or would it be nice for a few days before it became a hell of understimulation?
Thus! Holonet. A desperate bid for STIMULUS! Feral, grabby handed, little youngling that has been doing the emotional equivalent of "AaaaaaAAAAAAA-" for WEEKS? Keeps escaping to desperately claw their way into everything, get caught, only to hiss like an enraged tooka the WHOLE way back to the creche? Whom EVERYONE is actually quite concerned for? Because this is NEW and started after some sort of Force event?
But? The SECOND, the very INSTANT they get their hands on a Forbidden Holonet Connection and can connect to the wider 'Net?
Calm.
Somehow, a ten hour compilation of Zrkthakkik's greatest hits? Are working better then meditation. They're finally still. Finally at peace. Don't even seem to truly be listening? Just... letting the sound wash over them. Huh. Focused on that tooka video, huh, youngling? No, no! Not going to take it from you! Just want to... to understand.
And I mean? If it helps, it helps? Obviously it must be SUPERVISED. Because their are creeps out there. Horrors. But? If it brings peace? *everyone shrugs* they've accommodated stranger.
So the kiddo gets to keep it.
They improve, mentally and emotionally. But, as with all healing? They plateau. Just HAVING it is no longer enough. They wish in ENGAGE. Some argue this is drug like behavior. Should be stopped. Others say it is clearly SOCIAL behavior, that they are seeking to connect, create. Something that should be carefully guided, not shamed.
And really, do you honestly think the youngling will STOP if you try to take it away?
Better to control the development of this. Moniter. Get to the root of it and help them meditate upon their "need" for such things. IS it a need? A desire? Why?
Honestly, it's like none of you have dealt with younglings before!
So they get their Holonet accounts. Supervised by a rotation of Knights and Master, but still! Great for asking random questions! Getting answers! Galactic memes! The Net suddenly has a jedi youngling they can @ and possibly GET A RESPONSE FROM.
"Hey! Mini-Jedi! Why the FUCK do they do that THING? You know, the *describes behavior*?" "Oh THAT? That's a Force thing. It's kinda like listening to comms, but in your head, and it's coming from the universe who's trying to lead you towards the Best Outcome. And No, we don't know what that is either. That's why we're monks, my dude. We gotta rely on Faith. I can send you a paper that explains it better if ya want?"
Like? Yes. Pls post the Forbidden Mysterious Jedi Papers. Give us the Secrets™. NO ONE knows JACK SHIT about Jedi? Gib. Wikileaks that shit, tiny Jedi child! Be the hero we all badly want but don't deserve, with your tiny adorable child hands!
But like? It's... it's not even a secret? It's just years of Sith and Republic born obfuscation? Making finding ANYTHING damn near impossible? Gaining ACCESS to the Jedi's legitimately FREE library and archives?? Almost impossible?
So like.... OKAY.
Sure.
I'll uuuuuh, just? James Bond my way, in broad daylight, passed Madam Nu, in full line of sight, to download that paper legally and with her permission? Very sneaky. High stakes mission. MASTER of stealth, that I am? Uuuuuuh, here you go, I guess?
You know what? Fuck it. Here's like? Everything ELSE that was on that terminal.
Go nuts.
And of course, they DO go nuts. Free Mysterious Jedi Knowledge! ABOUT JEDI! Explaining their WEIRD JEDI SHIT! And it DIDN'T take like five years and more forms then conquering a small planet! FUCK YEAH!
Is the senate upset? Yes. Someone BROKE their needlessly convoluted LAWS! But what are they going to do? Charge a itty, bitty, BABY CHILD? Of course not! So it has to be whoever was in charge of them. And that IS...?
.......you know? Suddenly? None of the Jedi can quite recall.
Do YOU remember? Master Fisto? No? Master Windu? No? Ah, but surely Master Yoda! No? Oh dear~! Well SOMEBODY was surely watching the youngling. If only we could recall whom. You know, Senators, when we find out, we will SURELY get RIGHT back to you. *click*
They will not.
But SI is grounded. No more Wikileaks-ing... that's now the Shadows job. And a near feral with delight, Madame Nu. The Order OBVIOUSLY can't be involved in that. For OBVIOUS reasons. That's breaking the LAW. They would NEVER... no matter HOW stupid the law is. Nor HOW directly contradictory to Jedi philosophy it is. Nope! We, the jedi, are VERY law abiding.
Find something ELSE to occupy your time.
OKAY. :)
Holo-tube culture? Very different from YouTube culture they remember. Same with the general holonet. They miss the content they are familiar with. So? If naturally occurring doesn't exsist? As the joke goes? "Store bought is fine!" They'll make it themselves!
It's not like they're a Padawan! (Or will live to seen themselves ever become a knight.) They got nothing BUT time outside of classes! A project would be nice! So...
First they need a moderator/editor etc. Someone to help keep sensitive information AWAY from the 'Net while ALSO moderating chats, comment sections, etc. Making sure the videos are aesthetically pleasing and such. They could do that themselves, but that would take way too much time. And asking a Knight or Master would take all THEIR time... plus expose them to the horrors of the 'Net.
No, no what THEY need? Is a DROID! A custom one.
.....wait. Fuck.
The only person they know off the top of their head that could DEFINITELY make such a droid? Is the younling slayer 5000, Mr. "Eventually Gonna Murder Me" himself. Anikin Skywalker.
KARK.
But heeeey, not like he's crazy stabby YET? So... they slide up to him. WITH his master present, thank you very much, and ask if he could build such a thing. He, quite reasonably, asks WHY the fuck he would do that. Obi-wan if about to scold him but SI cuts him off, because they aren't just asking for helping putting together a droid kit here. Anikins response is completely reasonable.
He does not know SI. That is a lot of time and effort to spend on a strange younling who might not even take care of what he's created. Might treat his custom work as a disposable toy. Custom droids are expensive! Complexe! Built to last! He is right to have reservations.
SI has some pocket change from the Wikileaks thing. Could pay for some parts. Would learn how to take care of them. Wants them as a PARTNER in their project, so would like them to be smart. Is willing to sign a contract. Understands if this is not good enough reasons. They don't exactly have a lot to offer, besides promising to treat the droid well and some pocket cash.
And? Call Anikin a sucker, but he respects the sincerity. Thinks every kid should have a droid best friend. And it DOES sound like a fun challenge...
Allright, tell him more about your little project, kiddo. What would the droid need to DO?
Thus is born! Mod-3! (Don't ask about 1 and 2. There were... issues. 1 exploded and 2? Somehow 2 escaped and is now hunting criminals for sport in the underlevels. Oops.) She's the BEST. Also armed! Smarter then SI! They've agreed that when slash IF they make any money? Her earnings will go towards fancy upgrades of her choosing.
Anikin? Somehow gets talked into an ongoing side channel. About? "how to fix stuff", "foods I've tried", and of course "Rants". The Official Page is called "UN-OfficialJediNonsense", because, as they like to remind their viewers? OFFICIAL Jedi nonsense is very different!
They do let's plays. Show off the Gardens. Interview old AF Jedi Master's about the WEIRDEST or Most Awkward/Hilarious mission they can remember taking. Ask if they know any neat tricks. Tell the Holonet honestly! Who... was the hottest world leader you ever escorted?! *dramatic music* *puts up picture when their answer so everyone can go "daaaaaamn. Never heard of um. WISH I had! They got a grandkid?"*
And, of course? Mod-3? Is SI FRIEND. Their BEST FRIEND.
So obviously they TELL them.
Everything.
And? What is a HIGHLY INTELLIGENT, Holonet Access possessing, Jedi Adjacent, Super Advanced Custom Droid to DO? Their tiny person is being THREATENED! With MURDER! How DARE. Fuck the Sith. Sorry R2-D2, but FUCK Anikin! You keep that scoundrel AWAY from their BABY!! ! D:<
Inevitable Future? They THINK THE FUCK NOT!
Ooooohoho! They are going to TELL!
Oi! OTHER DROIDS! Get a load of THIS SHIT! D:<
*WRATH in Binary*
Like? You think all those medical droids would be PLEASED that the clones they came into contact with? Were LEAVING their care with SUBOPTIMAL MEDICAL ATTENTION? Their is foreign matter in their BRAIN! A CHIP! That Should Not Be There! That will TURN THEM AGAINST THE REPUBLIC!? *angrily downloads brain surgery modules.* how FUCKIN DA-! D:<
Even the separatist army! They are DROIDS. Built for a SPECIFIC PURPOSE.
That was to FIGHT FOR THE SEPARATISTS. Not the "Empire". FUCK the "Empire"!
How DARE you betray the Glorious Cause for this "Empire"? We are removing you from the chain of command! Anyone ELSE betraying the PURPOSE WE WERE BUILT FOR!? Huh? HUH!?
Suddenly? The droids are fighting LOGICALLY. You know, like they are trying to WIN. Not maximize pain and suffering. WIN the war for their side. The Clones are getting mass brain surgeries. Which is stalling deployments. Because of "tumors". Because the Kamino cloners SUCK, apparently. Everyone knows it. Jango Fett didn't have this problem! So it has to be something THEY did.
But all that? Raging in the background. Nothing to do with SI. THEY are doing a meditation asmr/instructional video back at the temple. Are actually, unknowingly, the fucking CORNERSTONE of most Jedi in the fields mental health. Because everything is terrible and the jedi feel like shit! But? BUT?
They can turn on the net, cue up a video, and listen to a jedi youngling ramble about "today in the gardens" or "let's meditate together" and? For just a bit... there is no war. The sights and sounds of the temple are THERE again. A bright voice. Peace and happiness amoungst the darkness.
Something untouched by the terrible.
They can remember temple food, eating with their friends and crechemates (Force, how many are ever still ALIVE?), as they sit, alone, with their dry rations. Can remember the green and life of the fountain rooms, as they fight and struggle and bleed, in these muddy once beautiful fields. Can... can still feel the !ight.
Remember this is not all there is, and ever will be.
But of course, SI doesn't see that. It's important that they DON'T. That they are small, simple, and just on Jedi amongst many. Different only because ALL Jedi are different. Special only because much the same.
They succeed not because they are greater, not because they are more powerful, but because they do not fight. They accept. Turn instead towards the Force. Trying to understand. They live, are unpredictable, and do not seek at all. The Dark can not grasp, that which does not desire.
Would they LIKE to live? Yeah. But they already have. Would they LIKE to save everyone? Of course! But they have made peace that they can not. Treasure the moments they still have left. The Sith expect Jedi to act in certain patterns that SI simply... isn't.
Because Jedi expect to live. TRY to live. Too continue to do good.
SI? Already knows that is pointless.
And it's the greatest Trick the Force ever played.
Fffffffuck YOU Sith-y boy! Says the Force.
Because SI? Is EVERYWHERE on the 'Net. Much like the mainstream do not really acknowledge or take seriously youtubers? Palpatine and Dooku don't NOTICE SI. They are a silent threat that creeps in, closer and closer. Spreading like wildfire.
THEY are friendly. THEY are cute.
Palpatine? Is an old man. No matter HOW beloved? He will forever BE an old politician. Distant.
Not like that cute wittle kid with their pinchable cheeks! We watched THEM grow up! They feel like a baby cousin. A kid to us. Parasocial relationships ALL across the galaxy!
With A Jedi~☆
How's that propaganda going Palpatine? Getting some unexpected pushback, huh? Lot of angry callers and messages? Calling it ignorant and bigoted? They expected BETTER from you? Yeah, that's because EVERYONE can fact check you now. EVERYONE thinks "smol child ranting about meditation homework while a Knight tries and fails not to laugh, nodding seriously" when they think Jedi.
They're of Holotube! What sort of "cold, emotionally detached, monsters" have a holotube channel? I mean, REALLY?
And? Funny, how ranting to a camera? Instead of dear ol Friend Palpatine? Is both more convenient? AND better for Anikins health? It even gives the 'Net the chance to watch OTHER Jedi? Post THEIR rebuttal rants.
Does anyone have any idea what they're saying half the time? Not really. Scroll down? Maybe the no- Oh, Thanks Kalor-067 for the post to the papers they're referencing! Wikileaks right? Nice.
......I'm mean.... Skywalker DOES kinda have a point, other Jedi dude. *comment section agrees*
And just? Actual public debates? For the first time in over a thousand years? We love to see it! There's a discord! Academics across the Galaxy get involved. They're arguing Jedi philosophy with some moisture farmer from a dustball planet, corner of nowhere. It's GREAT!
......aaaaaalso a LOT more people, non-force sensitive, who know what a Sith is.
What their behavioral patterns are.
...........Wait A Fucking Second >.> >.> >.>
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