#olympic metal horse

[yandere-wishes]

I AM OBSESSED WITH THEM!!! They are literally everything!!

[qroier]

some of my favorite moments from these olympics so far:

every badass shooter, but especially these stand-out stars kim ye-ji and yusuf dikec

simone biles and katie ledecky yet again proving themselves as the goats they are

every time simone and rebeca andrade cheered each other on

brazil out there winning the picture game

stephen mr pommel horse guy nedoroscik getting bronze and his very own cape

julian alfred (fastest woman alive, 100m run), thea lafond (triple jump), and kaylia neymour (uneven bars) all making history for their respective countries

same for carlos yulo after winning TWO gold medals in two days

imane khalif guaranteeing herself at least a bronze metal in the face of all the harassment thrown her way

remco evenepoel's bike broke down during the road race but he had such a big lead that he still managed to get gold with an awesome winning shot

the women's high jump final came down to nicola olyslagers, who was sitting down after each jump to rate herself on how she did, and yaroslava mahuchikh, who entered a sleeping bag and closed her eyes between jumps

edit: and now that the olympics are officially over, here are some more of my favorite moments from this second week

[zimshan]

the moment my jaw dropped:

an incomplete list of some Things that happened in the olympic opening ceremony

Both Lady Gaga and Celine Dion gave performances

Three teenagers got lost in the catacombs with the olympic flame and got saved by the phantom of the opera

a ménage à trois

20 different pink clad marie antoinettes holding their own chopped off heads watched a metal concert

Dionysius showed up to preach about sobriety??

a guy dressed as Napoleon did BMX tricks

the peace flag was carried by this horsewoman of the apocalypse

The phantom of the opera did parkour. a lot of parkour

3 seperate pianos were rained on

One was on fire

The on fire piano was involved in a very sincere rendition of John Lennon's Imagine

They never actually explained the phantom of the opera bit? I was really expecting him to look different

The minions stole the mona lisa

Are the minions french???

A french man in red white and blue played the accordion while wearing a beret

In conclusion: excellent entertainment, excellent showing off, good luck america trying to top this

[youhaveforgottenmealready]

Olympic Torchbearer

I am literally obsessed with the torchbearer from the Opening Ceremony of the Olympics in beautiful Paris.

They are meant to represent the Spirit of the Olympics. They carried the torch from the sewers, to the rooftops, into the Louvre, and even into a Melies film.

And at the end, they changed into armor and rode a metal horse on the Seine, wearing the Olympic flag as a cape like a super hero. Yes, the horse ran ON the water. Every bridge they passed was lit up with dove wings for peace, and when the torchbearer arrived on land, the metal horse became a gorgeous, real, white horse. When they passed under the bridge, there was just a brief image of the rider with those white dove wings behind them so they looked like a warrior angel, but for peace and sportsmanship instead of for actual war.

Also, they could do parkour.

Best opening ceremony ever. Full stop.

[missriyochuchi]

The Torchbearer and the Flagbearer

Summary: The Torchbearer and the Flagbearer meet in the Jardin des Tuileries after the Opening Ceremony and commiserate about the Olympic Games.

Word count: 1.7k

Warnings: Established relationship. Mentions of death.

Notes: I imagined these two like otherworldly beings blessing the games, what with the Olympics being invented by ancient Greeks as a partly religious event. As such, I would have preferred to keep them gender neutral, but because I’m writing this in a pinch and want to be able to distinguish between them without constantly using their names, I opted for gendered pronouns. But nothing about their physical descriptions are particularly gendered; I’m just leaning on the old linguistic quirk lol Also, how tf is there no video of the Flagbearer!? I wanted to gif her/their entrance but couldn’t find a damn thing! She/They deserves more love!

Read on AO3 - Part 2 - Part 3

Darkness cloaks the Jardin des Tuileries. Even the cauldron floating above its center offers little illumination on the ground. Shadows play along the perimeter, tourists passing in the midnight hour, their idle conversations lost to the humid air. The soft patter of rain echoes across the masonry scattered throughout the empty park. Only the occasional creak of metallic plates and restless hoofbeats betray the garden’s solitary visitors.

The Flagbearer looks up at the orange orb in the sky. She marvels at the city’s ingenuity. Decades of oil and gas have finally given way to an electric fire. Only with such technological advancements could engineers even dream of safely flying the eternal flame above the City of Lights. If only the future was as assuredly bright, the Flagbearer thinks. Her gaze drifts back down to the darkness below, the surrounding chill creeping back into her senses. Her horse stirs beneath her and jostles her mind back to the present.

“Easy, Zeus,” she murmurs as she presses her legs to the animal’s sides in an attempt to soothe both their anxieties. “Patience.”

No Olympic Games are ever truly free of political problems, an inevitability of any gathering between disparate peoples, but they weigh heavier on the Flagbearer’s mind now more than ever. Her part in the Opening Ceremony is small but significant, and though she spends less time among the crowds than her eternal counterpart, she catches enough to gauge that tensions are higher than ever before. The darkness of the night seems to encroach and bleed into the darkness in her mind as she ponders human history and her role in it. Before her resolve could lurch under the gravity of her thoughts, the light crunch of gravel announces his arrival.

“You are late,” the Flagbearer intones harshly. She steers her steed to turn around and face the approaching footsteps.

Enough ambient light creeps across the park to distinguish the Torchbearer’s silhouette, catching on the gauzy pieces of his attire bobbing in the breeze. His stride is sure, his stature straight, betraying neither weariness nor arrogance. Only a few meters away, he shrugs and raises his palms out at his sides, teasing, “I did not have a ride.”

The Flagbearer is unmoved but in no mood to quarrel. “How are you, my love?” Her voice floats soft and light through the misty drizzle.

“Exhausted.” His shoulders slump fractionally, perceptible only to his eternal flame facing him. “And you?”

“Concerned.”

The Torchbearer reaches for the horse’s muzzle and runs a familiar hand along his nose. “I hope you are not as troubled as your rider, mon joli cheval.” Zeus bows his long head and huffs in response. His palm runs along the animal’s left flank, lifting once he reaches the Flagbearer’s side. He extends both hands to her gloved ones and helps her to the ground.

“What ails my sweet?” He pinches her chin.

She hums and takes one of his hands in both of hers, squeezing hard enough to convey her worry. “In all our years shepherding these games, did you ever know the atmosphere to be this—”

“I know. The world is—”

“Restless.”

“Yes, and—”

“Not at peace.”

“Never has been, my love.”

“I do not remember it ever being this—”

“Your worries are not unfounded, cherie, but you must redirect your attention elsewhere.”

They circle the base beneath the cauldron, hand in hand. Zeus follows close behind, his reins tied to the saddle. While the nightlife bustles beyond the park’s pocket of silence, the few security guards on duty watch the hooded figures from a distance.

Event organizers had explicitly and numerously instructed personnel not to approach or engage with the Torchbearer and Flagbearer. They were both host and blessing to the festivities, and decades of tradition dictated that a respectful, neutral distance be maintained between the host nation and the two Olympic guardians so that there would be no suspicion of impropriety or favoritism during competition.

The Flagbearer recoils, incredulous. “How can you be so indifferent to the violence and rhetoric—”

“I am surprised that between the two of us, you, in your glittering armor, are the first to lose hope and declare defeat.”

“I have not!” She stops them in their orbit and shoves his hand back to his side.

The Torchbearer laughs. He crooks a finger under her chin and raises her gaze. She sighs and closes her eyes as the backs of his fingers graze her cheek. Her hands come up to open and press his palm to the side of her face, his pressure more than his warmth a soothing balm to her inner turmoil. Her voice is low and leaden when she continues.

“I merely wonder if the gods have not tasked us with an impossible mission.”

The Torchbearer falls silent as he contemplates the Flagbearer’s concerns. She did not interact with humans as much as he did, a natural consequence of their separate roles. While the Olympic torch exchanged hands with every kind of man and woman, the Olympic flag exchanged hands with a significantly select few. As a result, the Flagbearer’s opinion of humanity often leaned towards the optimistic while the Torchbearer’s leaned towards the pessimistic. He had come to know, better than she, the complexities of human nature, their heavenly highs and their hellish lows. They spent decades arguing about the tenuous balance. Now, as he watches his partner’s shoulders sag with the weight of the world, he finds himself despondent that she seems poised to concede to his viewpoint and knows it, knows that she lost this one important battle. He wraps an arm around her shoulders and guides their walk away from the cauldron.

“Plus vite, Plus haute, Plus fort.” The Torchbearer rattles off the Olympic motto.

“Citius, Altius, Fortius, my dear. Latin may be dead, but it is still your mother tongue.”

“‘Ensemble.’ C’est la partie importante. And that is precisely what they are doing and continue to do.”

“But for how long? We do not have a future if they do not, and my darling, I do not see—”

“We cannot predict the future any more than humans can. It is none of our concern. The gods will take care of us.”

“The gods have abandoned us, just as the humans have abandoned them.” The Flagbearer catches the ice in her voice and does her best to warm her vitriol. “We do not exist outside these games, my love. And if these games end, if the world can find no purpose to these communal competitions—”

Silence. The specter of death looms large in their periphery. Every Closing Ceremony marks the end of their days on Earth, a return to a darkness beyond darkness. And every two years, they are reborn and reimagined back into existence to inspire and perform and protect the Olympic Games. Despite the constancy of this cyclical event, the eternal guardians find humans increasingly less hospitable to the ideals they represent. What is sportsmanship to a world where even the rules of war no longer hold?

“Steel your heart as this city has steeled your form.” The Torchbearer steps close enough for the edge of his hood to kiss hers. “The next host cities have been decided, their venues under construction. We still have a future. There is no reason to despair.”

“For now.”

“For now.” He sighs at her obstinacy, but knows not to push further or risk wasting precious moments on a fruitless fight. “In the meantime, the games have begun, and we do not have much time together.”

A smirk plays beneath the Flagbearer’s hood. She perks up at her partner’s motives. “Sixteen days is not enough to spend with you.” She steps closer and brings her forehead to his. She squeezes his biceps, and he rubs her elbows in return. They exchange breaths for a moment of eternity.

“Come.” The Torchbearer takes her hands and swings her in circles. Their laughs echo as they near the horse. “Much of the city has changed since we were last here, and you will not see them if you continue to sulk beneath the cauldron.”

The Flagbearer mounts Zeus and extends an arm to help the Torchbearer take a seat behind her. He presses his front to her back, unbothered by her damp cape. He slides his arms along either side of her waist and rests his hands atop hers on the horn of the saddle. The horse ambles forward towards the city streets.

Buoyed by the Torchbearer’s embrace, the Flagbearer regains a sliver of her hope and optimism. “The Italians will call on us next. Perhaps we will meet a changed world by then.”

“We always do. I wonder what forms they have planned for us.”

“I quite like this form on you, my dear. The cut of your jacket complements you well.”

“As does this armor on you, mon amour.” His hands find the edge of her cuirass and sneak nimble fingers to the suit underneath.

She giggles at the light pressure below her ribcage. “I will miss hearing you speak this city’s language.”

The Torchbearer tightens his hold on the Flagbearer, impressing his being into hers. “You worry about community and forget that we are in the City of Love.”

“Paris is not the world, my dear.” They sway in sync as Zeus carries them towards the edge of the garden.

“Perhaps, but the Olympic Village is, or at least, as close an approximation as the humans are capable of producing. If it is unity you seek, we will surely find a certain kind—”

“You said you were exhausted.” Amusement lightens the Flagbearer’s tone, her heavy mind now fizzy with thoughts of the Torchbearer’s amorous intentions.

“Never enough to deter me from you.” He presses his chin to her shoulder, his words vibrating down the expanse of her armor. “Would you waste the energy of the players’ liaisons?”

Her hood whips to the side as he squeezes the unarmored flesh of her upper thigh. Before she can answer, he takes the reins and brings Zeus to a gallop towards the Olympic Village.

“No more talk,” he heaves with urgency. “I need you before the sun rises and our duties begin again.”

Footnotes:

mon joli cheval - my pretty horse cherie - dear Plus vite, Plus haute, Plus fort (French) / Citius, Altius, Fortius (Latin) - Faster, Higher, Stronger ‘Ensemble.’ C’est la partie importante. (French) - ‘Together.’ That is the important part. mon amour - my love

“The 100% electric flame burns no fuel. The ring of fire uses 40 LED spotlights to illuminate the cloud created by 200 high-pressure misting nozzles.” (source)

According to the engineers who built the mechanical horse, its name is Zeus.

[laundrybiscuits]

(continued from this snippet)

“You could—” Jonathan moves his hands through the air like he’s conducting an invisible orchestra.

“I don’t know what that means,” Eddie tells him. They’ve been smoking all afternoon, so Jonathan’s even more of a space case than usual.

“He means you could pretend, dude,” says Argyle, who is putting little braids into Eddie’s hair. It’s very soothing. “Like, fake it ‘til you make it.”

“I mean. It would be good for Will to see, like…happily ever after. But gay. You know?” Jonathan tips the last of the Dorito crumbs into his mouth and contemplates the empty bag with devastatingly sorrowful eyes.

“That is the worst idea I’ve ever heard,” says Eddie. “Congrats, by the way, because I’ve heard a lot of bad ideas in my time, and I thought I knew all the major contestants. But lo and behold, dark horse Byers swoops in to steal the crown! The crowd goes wild.” He makes a raspy aaaaaah sound and wiggles his fingers to symbolize a packed stadium at the Bad Idea Olympic Games.

“That’s my boy,” says Argyle, reaching over to ruffle Jonathan’s hair. “Great job, brochacho.”

Eddie’s never totally sure whether Argyle’s doing an extended bit or not, and it’s the fucking best.

“So, you’ll do it?” Jonathan asks hopefully. He’s like a puppy dog, the way he perks up.

“Fuck no,” says Eddie. “Absolutely not under any circumstances. Fuck off.”

“Dude, I totally respect that,” says Argyle, starting on another braid. “Gotta honor your truth, Ed-head. Can’t shine a hella dope light from a flashlight powered by lie-batteries.”

“Every day I thank a god I don’t believe in for your presence in my life,” Eddie informs him.

———

Annoyingly, Jonathan doesn’t give up on the idea. What’s worse, he tries to be sneaky about it.

Eddie rolls up late to the next movie night, because he’s not always great with things like having a basic understanding of time and space. When he walks into the Byers-Hopper living room, Jonathan calls out, “Eddie, hey! There’s—you can sit here on the couch if you want. By Steve.”

Eddie gives him an unimpressed look. Jonathan doesn’t even have the decency to be phased by Eddie’s scorn, just shifts over to make room on the couch between him and Steve.

“Aww,” coos Eddie. “Did you miss me that much, Johnny-boy?” He drops right into Jonathan’s lap, slinging an arm around his neck.

“Why are you so heavy,” says Jonathan. “You look like if a stick figure had a baby with a mop.”

Eddie cackles. “It’s all the heavy metal. Weighs down my soul with whips and chains and demonic energy.”

“Jeez, you two, get a room.” Steve rolls his eyes.

The look of pure panic that crosses Jonathan’s face is pretty hilarious, all things considered.

“I’m not gay!” Jonathan blurts out. “Not that there would be—anything wrong with it. If I were. Because, um, gay people deserve love too. Because they’re just like us. I mean, people who aren’t gay. Which is me. I’m not. But it would be okay if I was.”

Will looks like he wants a rift to swallow him up where he sits, but Eddie thinks he looks a little bit pleased, too. It’s nice that Jonathan is trying so hard, even if Eddie has one or two notes on the execution.

“Okay, big guy,” says Eddie, patting Jonathan on the cheek. “Don’t have to throw a parade about it or anything.”

The movie’s okay, Eddie guesses. It’s Nancy’s pick, which means it’s a fast-talking political thriller that nobody but Robin can ever really follow. Afterwards, Steve leans over to him and says, “Hey, are you still out of Coke? I can pick some up on my way over after I drop Dustin off.”

Will gives Eddie a look, which is totally unjustified because this is a completely normal friend thing. Steve’s parents are in town, so he’s been spending a few nights camping out at Eddie’s, because everyone else has parents who’d probably object. It’s perfectly logical and completely normal. It’s not like he can bunk with Robin. Also, Robin kicks like a horse in her sleep.

But even though Eddie knows it’s a completely normal friend thing, he can also kind of see why Will might’ve gotten the wrong idea.

“Um,” he says. “Actually, maybe—not tonight? I just, Wayne’s been wanting to spend some more, like, uncle-nephew quality bonding time. You know he’s still kind of…” Eddie shrugs, grimacing. It’s true; Wayne’s been making a real effort to know what Eddie’s up to these days. Even though he hasn’t said anything, Eddie knows he’s traded some shifts to make their schedules line up a little better. So, everything Eddie’s saying is absolutely true and above-board, and there’s no reason for a weird squirmy guilty feeling to take up residence in his gut.

“Oh,” says Steve. “Sure, yeah, no problem.”

(ETA: yeah okay it's technically a series now)

[dweemeister]

"Parade" and "Higher", composed by Victor Le Masne, performed by the Tokyo Metropolitan Symphony Orchestra

This is for those going through Olympic withdrawal. French composer Victor Le Masne was tasked with composing music for both the Olympic and Paralympic Opening and Closing Ceremonies this year as the Paris 2024's musical director. The Tokyo Metropolitan Symphony Orchestra was also used to play the original music composed for the 2020 Summer Olympics and Paralympics.

Here are two pieces you may have heard most over the last two weeks – and will continue to hear during the upcoming Paralympics. The first, "Parade", played over the medal ceremonies across the Olympics. The second piece here, "Higher" (here is a shorter "club mix" that was played at venues across the Games), was played during the extended journey of a masked rider galloping across the Seine on a metallic horse during the Opening Ceremony.

Le Masne wanted to build a musical bridge between contemporary and older pop/electronica/disco (the rhythmic complexities found in the final minutes of this piece) and classical music (the acoustic elements) across his soundtrack to the Olympics and Paralympics.

[regina-del-cielo]

The masked person in an armor with the Olympic flag as a cape riding a metal horse over the River Seine >>>>>>>>

[ofwhimsicaldreams]

some thoughts on the opening ceremony now that i slept on it:

it was slightly too long, and there were moments that were really meant as fillers. not good.

i hope none of the athletes will catch a cold, with all the rain that poured down on paris yesterday...

gojira was the best musical segment <3 it was so cool!! and i am so happy to see the french metal scene being represented like that, considering how thriving it is.

the drag queens were the worst part by far. terribly vulgar (but that's part of the requirements), sexual, and "dancing" (if it can be called like that) nearby children. i don't know who at the cojo thought it would be a good idea to have them onboard but they were terribly wrong. so bad.

the masked flamme-bearer was terribly cool though. the parkour through paris! that was so nice.

most of the musical segments left me pretty cold tbh, but there is a reason why i don't like to french music (which is that i don't like what's offered, apart from the punk/metal scene).

the french cancan was ridiculous, and, worst, out of rhythm. cringe.

you know what else was cringe? the throuple. boring, too.

it was nice to see the focus on notre-dame and the artisans of haute couture (even though it did feel a bit like an ad for lvmh, but as they're sponsoring...)

i didn't care for most of the (break)dancing either, but w/e

the minions were a choice, but then again, w/e

very nice to have opera singers!!! especially the one who sang la marseillaise wrapped in the national flag. that was utterly cool. loved it. (came second in my personal ranking, after gojira)

the ride on the metal horse on la seine was so metal (ahah) cool too. with the archives images of the previous olympics, it was really nice. it was as if a ride through time, as the personification of the olympic games. very cool. i've seen people on twitter saying it was the four horsemen of the apocalypse, which is one way of seeing things, but with the commentary on the france tv direct, i didn't see it at all. nevermind.

tony estanguet gave a very nice speech.

the final relay of the flamme between all the french athletes was so cool!!! i was a bit emotional by then, especially when they light up the vasque. lovely moment. that felt more dedicated to france than some of the "tableaux" of earlier that were more about clichés (the french cancan for example) or to "provoke" (the drag queens. seriously. why???)

céline dion being able to sing was a very nice touch. more moving for her than for me (covering edith piaf on the eiffel tower, like, honestly, cliché... again) but it's a sign her treatment is working, which is a very good thing for the people suffering from the same illness as she is. very nice.

la vasque being in a hot air balloon for the whole duration of the games is a pretty nice touch too.

overall it was better than i thought it would be, but there were some very cringe moments anyway. too much focus on the clichés associated to paris/la france overall as well.

[graznot]

Things I want in summer Olympics:

The Horses to get metals or a legally binding promise from the owner that they will die from old age.

The Horse events to be done with ponies, regular and draft horses.

The women's gymnasts not be compelled to smile during their routines. The men aren't, it's only fair.

The men's and women's floor exercises equalized in the non-athletic requirements. Either everyone has to do dance moves or no one does.

I want to see the shot put athletes do rhythmic floor exercises with the fancy ribbon. I don't have a reason for this I just want it

[imaswellkid]

Hi Maddie - I wanted to send you some of my favorite Olympic Opening Ceremonies memes and tweets:

Hopefully the tourists aren’t too annoying!

Eeeeeeee I was hoping you’d send me a selection THANK YOU NICOLE MY LOVE 😍🥰🥰🥰🧡🧡🧡

Listen, you of all people know I’ve spent the past two years complaining about those games, but I gotta admit I think we nailed it?!! Which is so fucking French of me, lmao.

I missed the beginning because I went to see Deadpool (and OMG I SAW THE GLADIATOR TRAILER AND NEARLY DIED OF A HEART ATTACK I couldn’t slow down my heart rate) but I came home to see the biggest French metal band singing from the kings’ palace turned prison for kings? A beheaded royal? A freaky female ghost riding a metal horse on the Seine? A drag queen Last Supper?? Transgender dancers???? Yes. Yes yes yes yes yes.

I watched Gaga’s performance this morning and I loved it. And I’m not particularly fond of Céline Dion, but the Edith Piaf song she sang is the greatest love song ever written and I can’t listen to it without crying, and from the Eiffel Tower? Ok. It got me good.

Sorry this was long. I’m too French for my own good.

[kittykatkatelol]

We sure are in a timeline aren't we

so much has happened in the span in a couple weeks 😭 (Trump shot , Biden stepped down , the transvestigators + JKR fucking with the olympics boxing , pommel horse guy , dude who lost his chance at a metal due to his own dick , and more shit I'm forgetting 😭)

what a time to be alive

[yutopia-eleftheria]

Paris Olympic Games 2024 Special !

Since it was the Olympics the previous 2 weeks, I did some fanarts to celebrate it ! Here are 4 sports and representatives for you ! ☻

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Undyne : Javelin Throw (Underground Representative)

Made on Monday July 29th.

Undyne is from Undertale.

Idea given by one of my best friends ; @reodoroo on Instagram.

Rubana Sashay : Rhythmic Ribbon (India Representative)

Made on Friday August 2nd.

Rubana Sashay is from Pokémon Battle Revolution.

The nationality idea was also given by @reodoroo on Instagram. (He actually helped me a lot more than he could ever imagine for those ♥).

Sophie : Swimming (France Representative)

Made on Tuesday August 6th.

Sophie is from the Beyblade Metal Saga.

I imagine her doing multiple types of swimming, or maybe even all of them, kinda like Léon Marchand.

Also I love how in the very first episode where we saw her (The Festival of Warriors ; Episode 67 of the Metal Saga (16 of Metal Masters)), she say that she hates being wet, and yet in another episode we see her swimming !

Freddy Fazbear : Weight Lifting (United States Representative)

Made on Thursday August 8th.

Freddy Fazbear is from Five Nights at Freddy's.

This design is from my Fnaf Reborn AU.

Since August 8th marks 10 Years of Fnaf, I decided to do the iconic mascot in the Olympic Games, as both happens at the same time !

Also USA because it is inspired by Chuck'&'Cheese which is American, like it is heavily implied as well for Fnaf.

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BONUS ! : Olympic Games Fanart I did back in 2021 for the Tokyo Olympics !

2021 was the year I got my tablet so I think the difference will be pretty clear here ! Let's see the drawing evolution with that ☻

Also DAMN my writing sucks !!!

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Alwin : Archery (Alcala Representative)

Alwin is from Monster Hunter Stories 2 ; Wings of Ruin.

I actually liked the design I did for Alcala, maybe I'll rework on that later one day, who knows ?

Karl Heisenberg : Hammer Throw (Germany Representative)

Karl Heisenberg is from Resident Evil ; Village.

Yuna : Horse Riding (Japan Representative)

Yuna is from Final Fantasy X.

Like this edition, I did a Japanese because it was happening in Tokyo.

I'm actually proud for the horse because I'm not used to draw animals like that, even today.

Also this idea was given to me by my wonderful friend @emilie_nct on Instagram ! ♥

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I think we can see some evolution in 3 years, what do you think ?

[madamlaydebug]

*Olympic opening ceremony - Paris 2024*

At the opening ceremony of the 2024 Paris Olympic Games, a spectacular and unprecedented spectacle captivated spectators present and those from around the world: a metal horse launched majestically on the Seine.

This performance, which combined technology and symbolism, offered an unforgettable moment, anchoring the ceremony in the history of major Olympic celebrations. Designed by a team of renowned sculptors and engineers, the horse was an imposing piece of art, both beautiful and powerful. Measuring several meters in height and length, this animated sculpture stood out for its neat details and futuristic look. Covered in shiny steel plates and equipped with a sophisticated movement system, the horse seemed almost alive, with a smooth and elegant gait. Its reflective surface captured the light from spotlights and fireworks, creating a stunning visual spectacle. A highlight of the ceremony was the arrival of the metal horse on the Seine. Emerging from the mist, the horse advanced gently on a specially designed floating platform. Its progress along the river, against the backdrop of the iconic monuments of Paris, such as the Eiffel Tower and Notre Dame, symbolized an alliance between the past and the future, the classical and the modern.

The horse, a mythological figure and an emblem of strength and freedom, embodied the spirit of the Olympic Games, uniting peoples and celebrating human achievements. Choosing a horse for the event was no trivial matter. Indeed, the horse is a universal symbol of power, courage and nobility, essential qualities in sport and in life. The metallic version of this noble creature added a dimension of modernity and technology, recalling the advances of our time while honoring traditions. The show illustrated the theme of the opening of the Games, which is focused on unity and progress. The metallic horse raced down the Seine to the cheers of the audience and the marvel of the spectators, marking the beginning of an evening full of surprises and emotions.

This performance not only celebrated art and innovation, but also conveyed a message of peace and solidarity, true to Olympic ideals. The images of the brilliant horse moving gracefully through the waters of Paris will be remembered as one of the most memorable moments of the 2024 Paris Olympic Games.

~Good vibes~~

[artist-kili]

Ive watched the Opening ceremony of the olympics (like a major part of it. Missed the beginning and the end unfortunately) and first of all: It was really cool. Like I was never imvested in sports and stuff but I really loved it. I also find some joy in watching some sports. I loved the scenery the crossover between modern and tradition, the movie like set up and the parkour guy running with the olympic flame (his outfit was so cool??? Loved the fencing mask) and the metal horse with the rider in this gorgeous shiny armour with the olympia flag as a cape. The dancing and singing was amazing and the water show and fireworks and lights too!

Also I totally would see Francis in Mr. Parkour's outfit. It also heavily reminds me of Assassins Creed.

[pathoscleaved]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐋𝐘𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐒

Albert REALLY likes the Olympics, and always tries to take time off to go whenever they are around.

He actually was an Olympic gymnast, and started in 1974, at 15 years old. He participated in the 1974, 1980, 1984, and 1988 Olympics as a civilian, and competed in 1992 & 1994 with the military's permission.

By 1996, he was in retirement and took off work the entire duration of the Summer Olympics. Famously, when the Olympics were being broadcasted in the S.T.A.R.S. office during the male's gymnastics qualifiers, Wesker was shown in the crowd. Archived footage of him was shown to help motivate Team USA, and he even supported former teammates! He takes Chris with him to the Olympics in Atlanta, Georgia.

In his career, he won 28 gold medals (not including team metals). 3 gold in 1974, and 5 gold in every single Olympics afterwards.

Of all of the gymnastics apparatuses (floor exercise, pommel horse, rings, vault, parallel bars, high bar), the rings, vault, and the floor exercise was his specialty. My evidence is here.

No one typically recognizes him because he wasn't allowed to wear glasses when he performed, and he decided to let his wavy hair grow out a little. It becomes a point of hilarity that a 28-time gold medalist is also The Albert Wesker, known bioterrorist. He only starts to go to them again after he is revealed to be alive in 2017, as owner & founder of Blue Umbrella, an organization he started in 2007 (as a backup plan should Uroboros fail; Chris Redfield inspired Blue Umbrella completely). When a single team is sanctioned within Blue Umbrella, Wesker becomes the Anti-B.O.W. head during the Olympics.

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