I've been on a bit of a Danganronpa kick lately, and I wanted to share some thoughts I remembered (originally from 2022).
I am having a hard time believing that the whole world outside of Japan also suffered from the same total societal collapse (+ brainwashing?) that Japan fell to. Yes, I can imagine that countries with particularly close ties to Japan could suffer greatly, some perhaps even falling to civil conflict, but I'm not sure if I buy the totality of it, especially in the countries more isolated from the outside world (eg. Cuba), or ones with draconian censorship regimes (eg. China). The developing countries in particular I imagine would be spared most of the brainwashing, instead taking the brunt of the damage from the worldwide economic crisis, which yes it would also end in blood, but -- if I allow myself to be cynical for a moment -- nothing that particularly exceeds the scale of the wars and genocides we've seen there in the late 20th century. Really, the less culturally connected a country is to Japan, the less brainwashed its populace should probably be, given how Japanese Hope's Peak student body is. And, especially in the developed countries, this is probably where the effects of the Tragedy are the lightest, allowing them to gather themselves relatively quickly and act as starting points for rebuilding the world. Which honestly provides interesting story material on its own, as many of these governments could have visions of the post-Tragedy world that conflict with the Future Foundation's and each other's...
This is going to be a direct criticism of the Future Foundation now: of their 14 divisions, none of them are tasked with rebuilding of governments, local and national institutions of power. Almost as if they planned on ruling the world indefinitely after defeating Despair. And the fact that they don't seem to have a plan for handing over power makes me fear for how the world would actually look after their victory at the end of DR3. And when people start demanding a say in how they're governed, how will they respond? Will they respond to these protests like Hope's Peak did to the Parade, and set up another Tragedy as a result? Will they hastily restore status quo ante, with all its systemic failures that allowed Despair to fester and set up a Tragedy reprise, just further down the line than the first option? Because fixing these systemic problems is a work that should be started Day 1 of the Foundation's operations, to have a proper plan that adequately addresses them. And, like I said, they don't seem to have any kind of team dedicated to making such a plan.
I know this is a long ask, but I needed to get all of this off my chest. Thank you for your time, and have a nice day.
I agree with u. DR3 has so many issues
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A conversation after the lv89 trial. (And perhaps some things that have been left unaddressed since ARR)
Ao3
By the time they got back to the Annex, they were quite ready to lie down. S'ria was a bit dead on his feet, and G'raha – well, he was hardly as used to doing battle with gods and clearly suffered for it. S'ria was sure many of the others felt similar.
There were no words spoken as G'raha followed S'ria into his room, the implicit understanding that such a thing would be okay. G'raha was more than a little surprised when S'ria led him towards his bed – aside from the highly temperature-dependent choices in Garlemald, S'ria had seemed to often hate G'raha being near his bed. Back in Mor Dhona, they'd never so much as lounged on S'ria's bed, and now seemed like a time he'd be more uncomfortable than he'd been in the past.
But if cold was enough to override that fear, perhaps other concerns of comfort were as well – because S'ria bonelessly flopped onto the bed with a displeased grunt, stretching out on the soft mattress. He curled up a bit to make space, patting the spot next to him.
G'raha sat gently, sliding back until he could lean against the wall. He grabbed a pillow to tuck behind his back, sighing in relief at finally relaxing. S'ria inched closer and cautiously laid his head on G'raha's thigh, so slowly that G'raha felt that he'd jerk his head away if G'raha so much as moved. The moment passed without incident, S'ria settling in comfortably. G'raha's hand twitched at his side.
“You can touch, as long as you're careful.”
G'raha's fingers landed cautiously by S'ria's temple, brushing strands of hair out of the way. His hand migrated further into S'ria's hair, combing gently through it. A soft pleased sound escaped S'ria's throat and they both stayed like that, quiet and half-awake, for a long time.
S'ria eventually spoke up, tired but relatively focused. “She said that She wanted to ask me Her question again, after we fought… She didn't. I wonder if She just ran out of time, or if She…”. He shook his head. “I don't know.”
“If I may ask, what was the question she meant?”
“Back in Elpis, Venat and I had talked, but we got cut off… but she asked if my journey had been… good. If it had been worthwhile?”
G'raha sucked in a quick breath, fingers briefly pausing. “Did you have an answer ready, if She had asked you today?”
“It's not a difficult thing to answer. You can probably guess.” S'ria huffed out a strange noise that was close to a laugh. “Has it been good? Absolutely fucking not.”
He curled up into a tighter ball, head still on G'raha's leg. “It's been so painful. But worthwhile? I would not have met you, first off. Nor Alisaie and Alphinaud, nor all the rest of the Scions. And The Twelve know how many people live that would have been dead without the Scions… I wish with all my heart that things could've been easier, and it's hard to imagine shaking off the awful feeling that hangs over me, but… I'd do it all again, if I had the choice.”
G'raha resumed petting his hair, but didn't speak for some time longer.
“Ah, I… I see. Thank you for answering.” G'raha's voice was distinctly choked up.
“Was that a bad answer?”
“No… it was not.”
There were often moments that S'ria struggled to read other people, especially without Menphina's help, but he could accept not fully understanding G'raha's reaction as long as it was an okay one.
They both relaxed for a long while, nearly silent except for birdsong and distant voices.
Eventually, it did occur to S'ria that he had something he'd like to ask of his own.
“I don't want to make you feel doubt or anything, but can I ask a question?”
“By all means?”
He paused, trying to formulate an acceptable way to phrase it. “Are you scared? Of what comes next, or of whether we'll fail?”
G'raha laughed, a small humorless thing. “Who would not be? I am only a man, of course I am afraid. Of faltering, of losing you, of meeting my own end – just because I have the resolve to try does not mean I am without doubt.” He sighed. “And what of yourself? I would not presume to think you immune to such things.”
S'ria shook his head, ruffling his hair where his head rested on G'raha's leg. “No, I'm terrified. One mistake will cost us the world, and I am on… some damn wobbly legs, mentally speaking. I don't want to fail. That’s the part that scares me, not so much the idea of dying.”
“Dying…doesn't scare you?”
There was an implicit question there, one S'ria recognized and wanted to quickly ward off. “No, I – I want to live. And even when that's difficult, I want to want to live. I'm not…giving up, don't worry.” S'ria took a few slow breaths. “It just feels different when everything is at stake – somehow natural, if I'm meant to be playing a role. It would not be me dying out there, but rather the Warrior of Light. Does that make sense? Inevitable… It isn't like it'd be the first time.”
G'raha's hand had stilled completely, legs tense under S'ria's weight. “Pardon? ”
S'ria cautiously pulled himself upright, G'raha's hand losing contact with him. “To what part?”
G'raha closed his eyes, inhaling sharply. “Absolutely every godsdamned – no, I – it wouldn't be the first time?”
S'ria understood he'd misstepped, even if unclear on the exact directions, but he did hold one small regret – or rather, a realization.
“...Ah. Nobody knew.” And perhaps he would prefer not to have brought this up, upon remembering that. Dredging up something wholly unnecessary that was clearly upsetting G'raha.
S'ria made a kind of helpless gesture. “It was years ago, when I wasn't so close with the other Scions, not long before I first met you. Ultima – and then Lahabrea. My heart stopped beating. And then it restarted, and I was none the worse for wear, really. I was fine, and wasn't all that comfortable being medically checked over by any of them – so I didn't feel the need to say that it'd happened.”
“Ria...you truly don't see anything wrong with that, do you?”
He risked a glance at G'raha's face. “You're angry.”
“Yes. Not at you so much, but… at the way the Scions were before I had met them. I had read numerous accounts about your victories against the Garlean Empire in the early days, and – none of those ever spoke about you like you were a person and I had thought that – I had hoped the impression it gave of the Scions was wrong.”
S'ria laid his hand over where G'raha's had curled into a fist. “I wasn't entirely unaware or unbothered. Why do you think I spent such long stretches staying with the expedition when there was no new progress instead of returning to the Rising Stones?” He offered G'raha a small smile. “That, and the company was agreeable – once you got used to me being there. And you always asked me to help, never just telling me what my role was to be. I won't lie, I needed it at the time.”
A hint of color found its way into G'raha's face. “Surely I was not… that nervous around you at first, was I?” G'raha shook his head. “On second thought, do not answer that. I am…just glad that I could help, even if I did not quite realize at the time. If I may ask – if you were unhappy being with the Scions, why did you stay?”
“At a certain point, it felt like there was no choice. And then everything happened with the banquet, and – suddenly a few of them were like family to me. Even if I remained the Warrior of Light outside of the Scions, I was actually S'ria within our group.” S'ria let a small smile slip onto his face. “And then it didn't really matter so much the way things used to be or the expectations placed on me, it just became another part of my life.”
G'raha sighed, a deeply exhausted thing. “I…will not press this matter anymore right now, much as I would like to. No, far more important is just for me to say – S'ria or Warrior of Light, there is no heroic role that would make your death inevitable." He looked up to meet S'ria's eyes. "Please just, leave the title behind here in Sharlayan – let it just be S'ria with us in Ultima Thule – a man, not a martyr.”
S'ria's hand tightened over G'raha's. “I… Raha, I don't know what to respond to that.”
“Then you do not need to.” G'raha shuffled closer, cautiously leaning into S'ria's side when he didn't move away. “I simply wanted you to hear it.”
S'ria wrapped his arm around G'raha, comfortably pressed together. “And I'll try to keep it in mind.”
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despicable
updates as of 22 oct
Travis Dermott knew that he would draw attention with his actions in the Coyotes’ home opener against the Anaheim Ducks at Mullett Arena on Saturday. The Arizona defenseman just hoped that the spotlight might shine on the issue that he was addressing, not on him.
“You don’t really want to go against rules that are put in place by your employer, but there’s some people who took some positive things from it,” Dermott said. “That’s kind of what I’m looking to impact.
“You want to have everyone feel included and that’s something that I have felt passionate about for a long time in my career. It’s not like I just just jumped on this train. It’s something that I’ve felt has been lacking in the hockey community for a while. I feel like we need supporters of a movement like this; to have everyone feel included and really to beat home the idea that hockey is for everyone.”
“I won’t lie,” said Dermott, who is playing on a one-year, two-way contract. “From the outside, it’s easy to see that I’m putting my career on the line for something. I definitely went through some emotional ups and downs that night, not regretting anything by any means, but I’d love to have maybe done a couple of steps a little different by making sure that everyone was aware of what was going on before I did it.
“I don’t want to put my teammates or my coaches or my GMs or the equipment managers in any kind of bad light when it’s their job to kind of look out for something like this happening. It was definitely something that I did just by myself and was prepared to kind of deal with whatever repercussions the league decides to push towards that. I’m not going to back off and say that this battle is won, but we’re going to find better ways to do it.”
As Dermott noted, LGBTQ+ inclusion is an issue that he has supported for a long time. Without getting into specifics, Dermott said the issue is personal for him because it impacts people close to him.
“I’d be lying if I said I haven’t shed tears about this on multiple occasions,” he said. “So yeah, it’s something I’m definitely very passionate about.
“I’ve met a lot of people that from the outside, it looks like they have everything going right in their life and they have a smile on their face every time they talk to you. But sometimes when we get closer to people and get comfortable enough for them to open up to you, you can see that there’s some pretty dark stuff happening to some good people. It doesn’t take too many times encountering something like that for it to really change someone.
“I’ve been blessed to have some of those opportunities put in front of me to really change my view of what being a good person means; what being a good father and a good example and role model means going forward. You really see how people are hurting and it’s because of a system that maybe no one’s intentionally trying to be malicious about, but until you’ve really had that first-person experience seeing people hurting from it right in front of you, it’s tough to kind of take steps.”
It would be a surprise if the league handed down any sort of punishment. The optics alone would add to the public relations damage that the original ban created. Even so, Dermott reiterated his desire to bring the entire franchise into the fold before he takes similar actions in the future, but he also made it clear that he will not be silenced on the topic.
“It’s not like I’m shutting up and going away,” he said. “I know more questions are going to be coming. We’re just going to be as prepared as we can be to just spread love. That’s the thing. It’s gay pride that we’re talking about, but it could be men’s health. It could be any war. It’s just wanting world peace. Everyone’s got to love each other a little bit more.
“Like my parents said growing up, ‘How awesome would it be to be the guy that people look up to?’ That’s what really hit home when I was a kid, especially from my mom. You want to grow up and be that guy. You want to be the guy that’s having the impact on kids like NHL players had on you. If they had been racist or bigoted, that’s going to have an effect on you.
“With how many eyes are on us, especially with the young kids coming up in the new generation, you want to put as much positive love into their brain as you can. You want them to see that it’s not just being taught or coming from maybe their parents at home. They need to see it in the public eye for it to really make an effect.”
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