#satoshi nishimura

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[why-its-kai]

Full resolution detail scan of the illustration by Trigun director Satoshi Nishimura printed in the “Monthly Satellite Times” newspaper insert included in the Trigun Stage 1 Laserdisc release.

Scanned, stitched, and newsprint paper texture removed by me.

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[ 𝗩𝗮𝘀𝗵 ]

𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐞 Trigun • トライガン (1998) 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 Yasuhiro Nightow 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐨 Madhouse 𝐝𝐢𝐫. Satoshi Nishimura 𝐜𝐡𝐫. 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐫 Takahiro Yoshimatsu

𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘤𝘦: e05 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴

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Japanese horror films (recommendations)

Theres a few i want to share, some of these are popular with the horror community in general and some just within people who are interested in these themes!!

starting off with some well known:

Ring (1998; directed by Hideo Nakata)

Ju-On: The Grudge (2002; directed by Takashi Shimizu)

Perfect Blue (1997; directed by Satoshi Kon)

Godzilla (1954;directed by Honda Ishirō)

Ichi the Killer (2001; directed by Takashi Miike)

Audition (1999; directed by Takashi Miike)

House (1977; directed by Nobuhiko Ôbayashi)

A Page of Madness (1926; directed by Teinosuke Kinugasa)

Kuroneko (1968; directed by Kaneto Shindō)

Onibaba (1964; directed by Kaneto Shindo)

Horrors of Malformed Men (1969; directed by Teruo Ishii)

Kwaidan (1964; directed by Masaki Kobayashi)

Tokyo G0re Police (2008; directed by Yoshihiro Nishimura)

Gozu (2003; directed by Takashi Miike)

Three... Extremes (2004; directed by Fruit Chan, Takashi Miike, Park Chan Wook)

The Sinners of Hell (1960; directed by Nobuo Nakagawa)

Tetsuo: The Iron Man (1989; directed by Shinya Tsukamoto)

slightly less known:

Meatball Machine (2005; directed by Yūdai Yamaguchi)

Girl Hell 1999 (directed by Daisuke Yamanouch)

Noriko's Dinner Table (2005; directed by Sion Sono)

Naked Bl00d (1996; directed by Hisayasu Satō)

Shogun's Sad1sm (1976; Yuji Makiguchi)

Vampire Clay (2017; directed by Sôichi Umezawa)

Marebito (2004; directed by Takashi Shimizu)

Cold Fish (2010; directed by Sion Sono)

Grotesque (2009; directed by Kōji Shiraishi)

Strange Circus (2005; directed by Sion Sono)

And my personal favorite 1991s 964 pinnochio !!

I tried not to put too much exploitati0n/ extreme horror on here. I based them on how much people on social media talk/have talked about them.

Also is it obvious i love Takashi Miike.

If you need any more Japanese or in general horror from other countries/places i got u!!

Enjoy :D

[renm1nt]

Since I love both japanese BLs and jpop I have wonder how many jpop idols/japanese artists have acted i BLs for quite some time now. So here’s a list of jpop idols/japanese artists i j-bl. This list was so hard to make so apologies in advance if I missed anyone.

List of Jpop idols in BLs (updated as of June 2024)

2016- Kasa wo motanai aritachi wa (role: Maruta Keisuke) - Kato Shigeaki (NEWS)

2019 - Shujin-ko (role: Ikeda Yujiro) / 2024 - Love is better the second time around (role: Miyata Akihiro) - Hasegawa Makoto (the rampage from exile tribe)

2019 - His-Koisuru Tsumori Nante Nakatta (role: Igawa Shun) - Kusakawa Naoya (One n’ only)

2020 - Love stage (role: Sena Izumi) - Sugiyama Mahiroi (JUNON SUPERBOY ANOTHERS)

2020 - The corned mouse dream of cheese (role: Otomo Kyoichi) - Okura Tadayoshi (Kanjani8)

2021 - Given (role: Sato Mafuyu) - Sanari (solo)

2021 - Utsukushii kare (role: Kiyoi Sou) - Yagi Yusei (Fantastics from Exile Tribe)

2021 - Utsukushii kare (role: Koyama Kazuki) - Takano Akira (solo/ex-Dream5)

2021 - My love mix-up (role: Ida Kousuke)- Meguro Ren (Snow Man)

2021 - My love mix-up (role: Aoki Sota)- Michieda Shunsuke (Naniwa danshi)

2021 - Zettai BL ni Naru Sekai VS Zettai BL ni Naritakunai Otoko aka Zettai BL (role: Takimoto) - Kusachi Ryono (ENJIN)

2021 - Zettai BL (role: Usui) - Kondo Yohdi (solo)

2021 - Zettai BL (role: Ryouta) - Yabe Masaki (DISH//)

2021 - Zettai BL (role: Mayama) - Wada Hayate (Da-ICE)

2021 - Zettai BL (role: Toma) - Kobayashi Ryota (ex BOYS AND MEN)

2022 - Mr unlucky has no choice but to kiss (role: Shinomiya Naoya) - Sato Yusuke (lol)

2022 - Old fashion cupcake (role: Nozue) - Takeda Kouhei (ex PureBoys)

2022 - Minato shoji coin laundry (role: Minato Akira) / 2020 - Cherry magic (role: Rokkaku Yuta) - Kusakawa Takuya (Bullet train)

2022 -Amagi-kun and Takara-kun (role: Amagi Taichi) - Oriyama Nao (Shonen Ninja)

2022 - Amagi-kun and Takara-kun (role: Takara Shun)- Sato Arata (IMP.)

2022 - Candy color paradox (role: Onoe Satoshi) - Kimura Keito (Fantastics from Exile Tribe)

2022 - Candy color paradox (role: Kaburagi Motoharu) - Yamamaka Jyutaro (M!lk)

2023 - I cannot reach you (role; Ashiya Kakeru) - Haru Kasiwagi (Bullet train)

2023 - Tokyo in april is…(role: Ishihara Ren) / 2024 - Love is is better the second time around (role: Shiraishi Yuto) - Aloha Takamatsu (Bullet train)

2023 - Tokyo in april is… (role: young Takizawa Kazuma) - Takeno Sena (ICEx)

2023 - My personal weatherman (role: Tanada Yoh) - Atsuki Mashiko (Genic)

2023 - If it’s with you (role: Kaido Amane) - Okara Takato (Genin wa Jibun ni Aru.)

2023 - Takumi-kun series 6: nagai nagai monogatari no hajimari no asa (role: Hayama Takumi) - Morishita Shion (S/TEAM BLOOD)

2023 - One room angel (role: Takashina Takashi/Angel) - Nishimura Takuya (lil Kansai)

2024 - Sahara sensei to Toki-kun (role: Toki Kanade) - Hachimura Rintaro (Watwing)

2024 - I became the main lead of a BL drama (role: Akafuji Yuichiro) - Abe Alan (7ORDER)

2024 - Ossan no pants ga nandatte ii janai ka (role: Igarashi Daichi) - Nakajima Sota (Fantastics from Exile Tribe)

2024 - My strawberry film (role: Ichikawa Ryo) - Fukada Ryusei (Shonen Ninja)

2024 - My strawberry film (role: Toyama Hikaru) - Yabana Rei (7Men Samurai)

Note: Some of the jpop idols/jpop artists are not in BLs (movies/series centred around MxM romance) but are included because the have played gay roles.

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Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen 

⚠️ SPOILER HEAVY ⚠️

Major Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death 

Full tags/warnings on Chapter links post

Major Characters: Original Character, Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Ieiri Shoko, Yaga Masamichi, Nanami Kento, Haibara Yu, Tsukumo Yuki, Choso

‎‧₊˚✧ Chapter 7 ✧˚₊‧

Satoru watched carefully as the three second years, the four third years, and the two fourth years were briefed on the school goodwill event. He knew all of them from before of course, but somehow he hadn't remembered what happened to them. With the slow rising of curse activity over the years, a few of them had died and he was pretty sure one of them gave up the life completely.

The two fourth years were Tadao Miyasato and Yūdai Mori. He remembered specifically that Mori could increase his size and fought like a hulking beast. Miyasato though, he couldn't quite remember. He had some sort of technique that worked well with a teammate but he was largely useless alone.

The third years were Chiyoko Kagawa, Toshio Nishimura, Satoshi Hano, and Yuichi Itoh. He barely remembered them at all either. As far as he could recall their techniques weren't all that impressive to him, but then again back then nothing was.

Takao Tsutsui and Shou Kuwahara were two of the second years but the third was oddly missing. He remembered vaguely that his last name was Murano but not even what he looked like. Upon pondering it a little longer he did recall that Murano was sickly but his technique was interesting.

None of them were people he'd ever called friends or even took an interest in. From day one he was already well known, but most of them had distanced themselves from him immediately. That suited him just fine back then. He'd been so arrogant that he likely said some pretty awful stuff, not that he wasn't arrogant still. Even though Sukuna had sliced his ass in half he knew he still was the strongest. That wouldn't change.

Suguru and Shoko sat beside him on the steps as the others were introduced to the Kyoto students. As usual, the first years weren't allowed to participate, but Suguru had insisted they go to at least watch.

"It's Hano," Suguru said quietly, "The second year? He's also a cursed spirit manipulator like me."

Satoru nodded as he sized up Hano. Once Suguru had reminded him it flooded back to him. Hano had been the one that was so angry with Satoru when he pointed out that he could never be a special grade even though Suguru was. That was of course because he couldn't extract techniques the way that Suguru could, but he also hadn't explained any of that. He'd just taken the opportunity to be an ass and take an older sorcerer down a peg.

"I'm interested in seeing how he operates," Suguru said with a smile.

"He's not as good as you," Satoru scoffed, but then grinned, "But yeah, maybe you can get some ideas or something."

Across the way he of course saw Utahime and Mei-Mei. Utahime was a third year and Mei-Mei as well. He vaguely recognized some of the others, but they'd never struck him as anyone interesting.

Satoru pursed his lips, deep in thought. Maybe this time he'd take the time to learn who they were. One of the things he'd resolved to change this time was the shortage of sorcerers and at least getting to know them would likely change things. Anything at all would make at least some kind of difference. The butterfly thing, right? That's how time stuff worked?

Satoru, Suguru and Shoko settled in to watch. The first event of the day had just begun: a competition to exorcise as many cursed spirits as possible. The stakes were high, and the atmosphere crackled with tension as both teams fanned out across the forest.

The competition flip-flopped throughout the day. Kyoto would pull ahead, but for every curse exorcised by Kyoto, Tokyo seemed to catch up quickly, the two teams neck-and-neck as the clock ticked down. The air was filled with the sounds of battle—cursed energy crackling, trees splintering, and the distant roars of curses being exorcised.

With minutes left in the competition, Kyoto surged once more, this time with the big one leading the charge directly at the heart of the cursed hotspot. His overwhelming strength allowed him to decimate several powerful curses in quick succession, pushing Kyoto back into the lead. The final bell rang, signaling the end of the first round, and when the results were tallied, Kyoto emerged victorious by a narrow margin.

"Damn!" Satoru huffed, sliding down in his seat, "Can't wait until next year. We'll shit on these kids."

Shoko and Suguru snickered and he snapped his head over, pushing his sunglasses down, "What?"

"You're talking like her," Suguru teased, holding his hand up in front of his mouth like a court lady. Shoko smirked beside him, looking just as smug.

"Huh!?" Satoru furrowed his brow, "What are you suggesting?"

"Nothiiing~ ⁠♪⁠♪"

The competition picked up again, and the Tokyo students were not deterred despite their loss. The next part of the event was where they planned to shine: the one-on-one combat competition. With a sweep of victories in the one-on-one combat, Tokyo reclaimed their honor, the students standing tall as the crowd cheered their hard-fought victory.

With that, Satoru had his opportunity. He dragged Suguru with him, the two of them going to quickly meet as many of the other sorcerers there as possible. As expected, they were wary of him at first. It wasn't often they'd be approached by a sorcerer from one of the big three clans.

Suguru was the key to a good introduction of course. He was so good at talking, so disarmingly charming. It was easy for him to get in good with the others quickly and soon enough at least all the Tokyo students seemed to view the two of them relatively well. Certainly better so far anyway.

However... Utahime...

"Uh, okay?" She looked Satoru and Suguru up and down suspiciously, Mei-Mei standing beside her with a serene smile.

"Uhh, yes well we just wanted to meet our seniors from the other school," Suguru said, surprised enough to stumble over his words.

Utahime crossed her arms, "You're the two special grades, aren't you?"

Suguru nodded, "Yes, we are."

"Well, then," she said, bowing politely, "It's nice to meet you both. I hope we can work well together."

They bowed in return, returning the introduction. They glanced at each other as she quickly turned to leave, apparently having nothing more to say.

"It's like she's hardwired to hate me," Satoru muttered, rubbing the back of his neck, "I didn't even do anything yet..."

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The dim light flickered as Satoru crouched low, his breath barely audible in the quiet, decaying hallway. Shadows danced on the crumbling walls where the eerie silence was interrupted only by the occasional groan of the undead. The zombies in the building were blind, but their hearing was sharp. They seemed to be picking up even the faintest rustle of fabric or scuff of a shoe against the floor.

Satoru's bright eyes gleamed from behind his dark sunglasses, and his usual smirk was absent replaced by a concentrated frown. His objective was simple: a med pack sitting innocently at the far end of the hallway, but between him and it, three zombies loomed shuffling ever so slowly and sensing the faintest vibrations in the air.

He approached the first a towering figure with long, gaunt arms that scraped the walls as it aimlessly swayed. Satoru watched the rhythmic motion of its arms, waiting for the perfect moment to slip beneath them. His steps were silent, so light that even the dust on the floor seemed undisturbed. As the zombie's hand reached high above, he darted forward, ducking under the outstretched arm and freezing in place as it swung back down, just missing his head.

For a moment, he didn’t dare move. The zombie stood still, its head twitching, nostrils flaring as if sensing something nearby. Satoru's grin flickered back onto his face. "Too slow", he thought.

But the next one was trickier. A female zombie stood still as stone near a doorway, unmoving, her head tilted unnervingly to the side. Satoru approached with more caution, his footfalls delicate, barely brushing the creaky floorboards. Yet, as he drew closer, a groan escaped from one of the rotting beams beneath him. The floor creaked, low and long.

The female zombie’s head snapped in his direction, and in an instant, she lunged, moving faster than Satoru had anticipated. He twisted sharply, flattening himself against the wall as she rushed past him, her clawed hands swiping at the air where he'd just been standing.

"Close one," he muttered under his breath, quickly sidestepping before she could react.

The med pack was just within reach now, sitting on the end of a worn desk. Only one more obstacle stood between him and his prize: a small, hunched zombie that seemed less dangerous than the others. It was crawling over the ground, its bony fingers scraping the floor as it searched for any sign of life.

Satoru advanced cautiously, but as he moved, the creature suddenly leapt forward attempting to grab his ankle. He hopped back just in time, the zombie’s fingers missing him by a hair. Its momentum sent it crashing into the side of the desk with a dull thud. The zombie groaned in frustration, its head hitting the desk with a resounding smack before slumping over. Satoru couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight.

With a light hop, he crossed the last few steps and grabbed the med pack. "Got it!" he shouted, spinning on his heels in triumph.

Instantly, the tension broke, and the zombies around him groaned, stood up straighter, and began to laugh. The long-armed zombie tugged off his face mask and Suguru grinned at him. In the hallway Shoko stretched, cracking her back and dropping her act, while Sarah rubbed her head and crawled out from under the desk.

“Zombie Tag is too easy,” Satoru teased, tossing the bag of chips in the air and catching it, “You guys need to step up your game!”

His friends groaned, but not in the undead way this time. "Next time, we’re adding traps," Shoko huffed, rolling her eyes.

"And I'd still nail it," Satoru sighed, rubbing his nails on his shirt with a smug smile.

Yaga entered the hallway moments later, looking at all of them as he approached and said, "You four. Clear out. We're having the cleaners come and polish the floors."

They groaned together in unison and Satoru whined, "But it's SO hot outside!"

Shoko nodded and added, "And the air conditioner in the dorms isn't working yet!"

Yaga paused then shrugged and said, "Well if it can't be helped I suppose the four of you will have to wax the floors--"

"We were JUST leaving," Satoru said quickly scooping Sarah up under one arm and linking the other with Suguru's to drag him out behind him. Shoko was hot on his tail, nearly shoving him faster outside.

The running swiftly became nearly a crawl as the summer sun beat down on the four of them. Sarah squinted up at the sky and grimaced and Suguru huffed, tying his hair back into a ponytail. Shoko gave up completely and sat under the nearest tree which Satoru quickly joined her under.

"I'm gonna die," Shoko mumbled, "This is it."

"What do you want me to write in your obituary?" Satoru wheezed, rolling his head lazily into his shoulder to look over at her.

"I don't want your stupid ass to write it," she grumbled, shoving his shoulder.

"What can we even do?" Suguru asked, "Does this school even have a pool?"

"Why doesn't it?" Sarah huffed, "Don't like... All schools have to have a pool?"

"I don't think they have to..." Suguru sighed, "But they should..."

"Can we call CPS on them?" Sarah mumbled, "Is that a thing? Child abuse for no pool?"

"Why don't we go find one?" Satoru asked, "There's a bunch of indoor ones aren't there?"

"I don't have a swimsuit or anything though," Sarah said, fanning herself, "I'd have to get one first."

"Well stores have AC," Satoru said, hopping to his feet, "Let's all go, yeah? I'll get one for you."

"Bruh--" Sarah started to argue then sighed, shaking her head in defeat, "Is too hot to even argue with you. Fuck it. Let's go."

The scorching mid-summer sun had left the pavement sizzling and the four friends practically melting as they trudged towards the entrance of the cool air-conditioned store. Satoru was the first to breach the invisible barrier, stepping into the doorway as a blast of icy air hit him full force. He let out a loud, exaggerated sigh, throwing his head back as if the cold air alone had saved his life.

"Ohhh, finally!" he groaned, letting his arms hang limply at his sides.

Sarah followed closely behind, her expression mimicking his dramatic exhaustion. "I second that," she sighed in agreement, slouching forward like a wilted flower, letting the cool breeze from the door blow through her hair.

"You two are such idiots," Shoko muttered, giving each of them a shove to move them further into the store. She marched past them with an unimpressed shake of her head, her expression mostly hidden behind large dark sunglasses.

Suguru strolled in after her, chuckling softly at their theatrics. "You two really need to learn how to handle the heat better," he teased, giving Satoru a playful nudge.

With the refreshing cold air enveloping them, Satoru and Sarah straightened up, grinning. They jogged to catch up with the other two, their exhaustion quickly forgotten in the comfort of the store.

"Alright, swimming suits," Sarah declared as they all looked around at the racks of clothes, scanning the store for the right section.

"Yeah, mine’s pretty much falling apart," Shoko added nonchalantly, brushing her fingers through her short hair as she spotted the swimwear section. Without waiting for the others, she motioned for Sarah to follow. "Come on, let’s get this over with."

Sarah exchanged a quick glance with Satoru, who just shrugged with a smirk. “Good luck,” he said, waving them off.

The two girls quickly disappeared into the nearest store, Shoko leading the way with Sarah by her side, already sifting through the racks.

Suguru lingered behind with Satoru, casting a glance at the store sign. “Honestly, I don’t even need a new one," he said, casually crossing his arms, “Mine’s fine.”

Satoru scoffed and scratched the back of his head. “Same here, I’m good.”

With nothing better to do, the two of them strolled over to a little stand in the shopping center, grabbed a couple of cold drinks, and stepped back outside to sit on a bench near the store entrance. Satoru cracked open his drink with a satisfying hiss, taking a long gulp before slouching back against the bench. Suguru set his bag down on the ground, twisting off the cap of his own drink, taking a thoughtful sip.

For a moment, they sat in comfortable silence, the buzz of the shopping center a low hum around them. The cool drink in Satoru’s hand was a welcome relief from the day’s relentless heat, and he found himself staring absently towards the store window where Sarah and Shoko were now browsing. Sarah held up a swimsuit, showing it to Shoko, who seemed to be giving her opinion, her finger tapping her chin as she considered the option.

Suguru, watching Satoru from the corner of his eye, smirked to himself. His lips curled into a sly, cat-like grin as he noticed the way Satoru’s gaze lingered just a little too long on Sarah. After another quiet sip, he turned his head slightly towards his friend, his expression teasing.

"So," Suguru said, dragging the word out with a hint of mischief, "You gonna tell me, or do I have to guess?"

Satoru blinked, confused, his head turning towards Suguru. "What?"

Suguru raised an eyebrow, a knowing glint in his eye. He didn’t answer right away, instead glancing back toward the store window. “You’ve been staring for a while now.”

Satoru furrowed his brow. “Huh?” he asked, genuinely clueless at first.

Suguru shrugged, leaning back against the bench. “Sarah,” he said simply, the smirk still playing on his lips, “You’ve got a crush, don’t you?”

Satoru blinked again, his confusion deepening before his expression twisted into something between exasperation and amusement. “A crush?” he repeated, incredulous, “On who?”

Suguru chuckled, lifting his drink to his lips before nodding toward the store window. "You know," he said, tipping his head slightly in Sarah’s direction as she showed Shoko yet another swimsuit.

Satoru’s eyes followed Suguru’s gesture, then quickly darted back, a frown tugging at his features. “No way,” he said, shaking his head almost too quickly, “That’s ridiculous.”

Suguru gave a nonchalant shrug, leaning back on the bench as though the conversation didn’t really matter to him. “If you say so,” he muttered, his grin widening.

Satoru, now slightly flustered, took another swig of his drink, letting the cold liquid settle the sudden unease in his chest. His mind wandered again, but not to where Suguru thought it was. Satoru wasn’t thinking about crushes or anything like that. He had been thinking about Sarah’s technique again and what he could do to get her out of the grasp of the higher-ups. No, a crush on a fourteen year old was the last thing his twenty-nine year old brain was considering.

He hated the way the Jujutsu society operated, how they used her potential without regard for her well-being. More than anything he wanted to just make sure her life could be safe and happy with no need to kill herself to bring anyone back. His gaze softened slightly, his thoughts deepening, until he felt Suguru’s eyes on him again.

He shifted uncomfortably and shot Suguru a pointed look. “Seriously, stop,” he muttered.

Suguru’s laughter rang out softly. "Whatever you say, Satoru."

"It's not like that," Satoru sighed, "I just feel so bad for her. I wish we could do something now."

"It's so hard for young sorcerers," Suguru said thoughtfully, "I'm glad she's at least here with us where she can be around others like her. It was so hard to not understand what was happening to me when I was the only one."

Satoru nodded along as Suguru spoke, suddenly thinking of Megumi and Tsumiki. The two of them were probably three and four years old and living alone with Toji. He grimaced at the thought, remembering how relieved Tsumiki had been when he took the two of them in.

His eyes narrowed behind his sunglasses and he considered the future events. If Toji were to die now...

"Satoru," Suguru said, shaking his shoulder and breaking his train of thought.

"Mm? Oh, sorry," Satoru said, looking up as his friend stood. He glanced at the store where Shoko and Sarah were walking out, "They done?"

Suguru nodded, "Looks like it."

"Got something good?" Satoru called as he stood up, heading towards them.

"Yeah, thanks," Sarah said, handing him his card back, ".... Thank you."

"No worries," he said, instinctively just reaching out to pat her on the head. She swatted his hand away, but grinned at him anyway.

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The doors to the indoor pool burst open with a loud slam, the cool, chlorinated air rushing to greet them. Satoru, Suguru, Shoko, and Sarah stormed in like soldiers charging a foreign beach, their wild laughter echoing off the tall walls of the water park. Sunlight streamed in through the wide glass ceiling, casting shimmering reflections across the vast pool and the twisting slides overhead. The sound of rushing water and distant splashes filled the air.

“We’re doing that one first!” Satoru declared, pointing to the biggest slide in the entire park. It towered above the others, winding down in sharp loops and drops. His wide grin was met by Sarah’s equally wild smirk.

“You’re on, Gojo!” Sarah shouted, already sprinting toward the slide’s entrance.

Without missing a beat, Satoru followed, his long legs catching up in no time. “Better hurry up!” he called after her, but she only laughed, elbowing him as they jostled for position.

“I'm going first!” Sarah retorted, shoving his arm as they stumbled toward the staircase leading up to the slide, cackling like kids who’d just been let loose at recess. Their energy was contagious, drawing the eyes of other pool-goers, but neither of them cared.

Meanwhile, Shoko stood at the edge of the pool, hands on her hips, watching them with an exasperated smile. “Idiots,” she muttered under her breath.

Suguru came up beside her, chuckling as he dropped his towel to the ground. “At least they’re predictable,” he said, shaking his head, “I give them five minutes before someone gets dunked.”

Shoko just laughed, “You’re giving them too much credit.”

They both eased into the cool water, sighing with relief as it soothed their skin from the heat of the day. The water was perfect—cool, clear, and welcoming. They waded to the shallow end, content to float and watch as their friends made fools of themselves.

Satoru and Sarah, now at the top of the slide, leaned over the edge, staring down at the water far below. The height would have made anyone else hesitate, but they were too wrapped up in their competition to care.

“You ready for this?” Satoru asked, his blue eyes sparkling with excitement.

Sarah grinned, shaking her head at him. “I was born ready, bitch.”

Before either could second guess, they launched themselves onto the slide, speeding down the twisting, turning path at a dizzying pace. Satoru let out a loud whoop as they spun around the sharp corners, water splashing up around them.

They hit the water at nearly the same time with a loud splash, sending waves out in every direction. Sarah surfaced first, laughing as she swam toward Satoru, who had barely managed to right himself.

Without warning, she climbed onto his back, wrapping her arms around his neck. “Ha! Got you!” she shouted triumphantly, trying to dunk him under the water. But Satoru, tall and lanky, was having none of it.

“Oh, no you don’t!” he laughed, flipping her over with a quick movement. Sarah landed in the water with a resounding slap, sending a wave up toward the edge of the pool.

Shoko snorted at the sight, glancing at Suguru. “Five minutes,” she muttered, smirking.

Suguru leaned back in the water, crossing his arms lazily and shrugged.

Sarah popped back up, spitting water at him and glaring at Satoru. “You’re so dead, Gojo!” She lunged at him again, but he was already swimming backward, out of her reach.

They scrambled, splashing each other like overgrown children before rushing back toward the slide, shouting and pushing at each other to see who could get there first. Their energy was infectious, drawing laughs from other swimmers as they bolted for round two.

“They’re gonna keep this up all day, aren’t they?” Suguru asked, raising an eyebrow as Satoru and Sarah nearly tripped over each other in their haste to get back to the top of the slide.

Shoko just shrugged, her smile soft. “At least they’re having fun.”

After what felt like their tenth slide race, Satoru and Sarah finally slowed down, both panting and leaning against the edge of the pool. The sun streamed in from above, catching the water as it rippled around them, and for a moment, everything seemed peaceful. But of course, that wasn’t going to last.

"You know what I haven’t done in forever?" Satoru asked, mischief gleaming in his eyes as he turned to Sarah.

She gave him a sideways glance, already catching onto his tone. “What?”

"Chicken fight," Satoru declared, grinning widely.

Sarah rolled her eyes but couldn't help the smirk tugging at her lips. "We're gonna get kicked out of here if we get all worked up."

"Come on, it'll be fun!" Satoru splashed water at her, "Besides, you know I’ll win."

That did it. Sarah’s competitive side flared up instantly. “I'm gonna fuckin' ruin you.”

With newfound energy, they turned to Shoko and Suguru, who were still lounging lazily in the shallow end. "Hey! You two—quit floating around. We're playing chicken!" Satoru demanded, waving them over.

Shoko raised an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed. "You’re delusional," she said, barely moving from her spot.

Suguru, on the other hand, shrugged and pushed off from the wall, wading over. “Alright, let's go,” He shot a teasing smirk at Satoru.

Suguru crouched down and let Shoko clamber onto his shoulders. She settled in comfortably, crossing her arms as she surveyed Satoru and Sarah with a challenge in her eyes. “You’re done for.”

Meanwhile, Satoru, true to his chaotic self, immediately scrambled to get onto Sarah’s shoulders.

“Hey, what the hell!” Sarah protested, laughing as she braced herself under his weight, “You can’t just—ugh—you’re like a foot taller than me, this is ridiculous!”

Satoru, ever the smug bastard, settled on top of her, grinning like a kid who’d just won the lottery. “Oh, I’m perfectly comfortable, thanks for asking.”

Sarah grunted, rolling her eyes as she steadied herself. "I'm gonna drown,” she muttered under her breath, struggling for balance but managing to hold him up. Barely.

Across the pool, Suguru exchanged a glance with Shoko. They didn’t even need words. With a wicked grin, Suguru charged forward, Shoko leaning in for support. They hit Sarah and Satoru with a solid shoulder bump, and the two toppled over immediately, crashing into the water in a messy heap.

Satoru surfaced first, shaking water out of his hair and pointing an accusing finger at Suguru. “Hey! That’s cheating! We weren't ready yet!”

Suguru just shrugged, all innocent-like, while Shoko leaned her elbow on his head, looking entirely nonchalant. “Don’t know what you’re talking about,” Shoko said with a smirk.

Before Satoru could argue more, Sarah popped up out of the water and immediately climbed onto his back, locking her arms around his shoulders. "Okay, alright," she grumbled, her palm planting on his head as she pushed up.

Satoru laughed, hoisting her up as he trudged back into position. “Alright, alright. Let’s show them who’s boss.”

The two teams squared off again, this time taking it a little more seriously. Sarah steadied herself on Satoru’s shoulders, giving him a tap to signal she was ready, while Shoko got herself balanced on Suguru. Then the chaos began.

They pushed and pulled, slapping at each other’s arms, water splashing wildly as the four of them wrestled like maniacs in the pool. Shoko surprised everyone by lunging forward aggressively, trying to knock Sarah off, but Sarah was quick and managed to dodge. The next moment, Suguru was on the offense, spinning around and almost sending Satoru toppling, but Satoru held his ground, steadying Sarah just in time.

The fight was intense, and it was clear none of them were holding back. Other pool-goers stopped to stare at the scene—the four wild teenagers completely absorbed in their own world, laughing and shouting like they were the only ones in the place.

“You’re going down, Suguru!” Satoru called out, trying to make him lose balance.

“Not happening,” Suguru replied smoothly, though his grin said otherwise. Shoko, on his shoulders, reached out to grab Sarah’s arms, but Sarah quickly swatted her away, holding firm.

It went on like that for a good while—loud, splash-filled chaos. Even Shoko, who usually stayed more composed, was fully into the game now, determined not to lose. Every time one of them slipped, they scrambled back into position for another round. They took it way too seriously for what was supposed to be a fun game, but that was just how they were.

Eventually, after what felt like their hundredth rematch, Sarah finally managed to shove Shoko just hard enough to send her tumbling into the water. Shoko surfaced with a dramatic gasp, shaking water out of her hair as Suguru groaned in defeat.

“Yes!” Satoru cheered, throwing his fists up in victory, “We win!”

Sarah grinned, finally sliding off his shoulders with a splash, “Told you we’d take them.”

Shoko just shook her head, still catching her breath, “You two are insane.”

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As the train rattled along the tracks, the four friends finally settled into the calm after an exhausting, laughter-filled day. Sarah and Shoko had slumped down onto the train seats, completely knocked out. Sarah’s head was leaning against Shoko’s shoulder, while Shoko's head lolled to the side, her hair tousled from the water. The gentle sway of the train, combined with the quiet hum of its movement, had lulled them both to sleep almost immediately after they sat down.

Satoru and Suguru stood in front of them, casually holding the overhead railings, their bags slung over their shoulders. The light from the setting sun filtered in through the windows, casting a warm orange glow over the scene. It painted long shadows inside the train, mixing with the muted fluorescent lights.

Suguru let out a long, slow yawn, stretching his arms above his head. Satoru shot him a sideways glance, the corner of his mouth curling into a teasing grin. “Getting tired, huh? Thought you had more stamina than that.”

Suguru chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. “Well, some of us don’t have boundless energy like you do, Satoru," he said with a little smile.

Satoru smirked, his blue eyes glinting with amusement. “You’re just mad ‘cause I won that last chicken fight," he teased.

Suguru gave a mock sigh, shaking his head, “Right, because having a giant like you on top of someone’s shoulders is totally fair.”

“Hey, it’s not my fault I’m just that good,” Satoru puffed out his chest, trying to look as smug as possible, but Suguru just rolled his eyes at him.

Their banter faded into a comfortable silence after a moment, both of them still grinning from the exchange. The train clattered steadily beneath their feet, the faint hum of conversation from a few other passengers mixing with the rhythmic sounds of the tracks. It was the kind of quiet that felt good after a long day, not awkward, but restful.

Satoru glanced down at Sarah and Shoko, who were still fast asleep. He watched as Sarah shifted slightly, her hair falling over her face, and Shoko’s arm twitching as if she was dreaming. There was something oddly peaceful about seeing them like this—no arguments, no teasing, just the two of them completely relaxed.

Suguru noticed Satoru staring and raised an eyebrow. “They look like they had fun,” he murmured, his voice quieter now.

Satoru nodded, his usual cocky grin replaced by a softer smile. “Yeah. Days like this are good. Don’t get enough of ‘em," he said softly.

Suguru hummed in agreement, leaning his head back against the railing. He let his eyes drift shut for a second, taking in the rare moment of calm. “It’s nice to just… relax, y’know? No cursed spirits, no missions. Just us being idiots for a day.”

Satoru didn’t respond immediately, his gaze shifting out the window as the scenery passed by. Buildings, trees, and the fading light of the day blurred together. The world outside looked serene, the orange glow of sunset casting everything in a soft, golden hue. It was the kind of beauty you only noticed when you weren’t rushing around, caught up in everything else.

He let out a quiet breath, the ghost of a smile still on his face. “Yeah, we need more days like this.”

Suguru opened his eyes again and glanced at Satoru. “You alright?” he asked, his voice low, almost as if he didn’t want to disturb the quiet.

Satoru blinked, snapping out of his thoughts, and looked over at his friend. “What do you mean?”

Suguru shrugged, his dark eyes steady but understanding. “I don’t know," he said, "You just seem... I don’t wanna say ‘reflective,’ but... reflective.”

Satoru’s grin flickered back, but it was gentler now. “Don’t get used to it. Just ‘cause I’m not running my mouth for two seconds doesn’t mean I’m all deep and brooding.”

Suguru chuckled, shaking his head, “Fair enough.”

Another lull in the conversation settled in, but it wasn’t awkward. The train clicked along, carrying them further from the water park and closer to home. Satoru’s eyes wandered back to the window, watching the sky slowly shift from orange to pink, then purple as the sun sank lower. He couldn’t help but think how rare these moments of peace were—between the missions, the curses, and all the chaos that seemed to follow them wherever they went.

He turned his head slightly, watching Sarah and Shoko again, their quiet breathing syncing with the rhythm of the train. It was strange, how close they’d all become in such a short time. He’d never really let himself dwell on it too much, but it was hard not to appreciate these rare, quiet moments. Especially when he'd felt so isolated for so long.

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Today's translation #390

Ferbi vol. 41, Sayo Yamamoto's interview

Part 2.

-- It means then, that since university you already had the makings of [a director], or maybe I should say the purpose [to become a director]. After graduation, you got a job at Madhouse, an animation studio, but it was right in the middle of a drought period on the job market, wasn't it?

Y: Most people weren't able to find a job. I think 1/3 or 1/4 of students on my year were unemployed [after graduation]. Well, in case of art universities, a lot of students don't settle down after graduation, because they want to create their own art. But I didn't feel like I possessed the qualities of a creator, so I thought I needed to find a job somewhere. And I arbitrarily decided that in the anime industry, I should be fine. Looking back now, I think I underestimated how though this industry is (laugh).

-- Didn't you think about getting involved with the film-making industry, live-action movies?

Y: I like the way that drawings move, and on top of that, I thought that in case of live-action movies, the production is based on communicating everything to other people. I was sure that to me creating a scene by giving directions to other people would be impossible to do. But well, it turns out it's exactly the same in case of animation...

-- Ahahaha. Why did you decide to join Madhouse then, among so many other anime production companies?

Y: At that time, the Internet wasn't as popular as it is today, so the number of places I knew the contact information to was limited. I could only search among what I could find in TownPage [yellow pages] that I had at home. But at that time, Nishimura Satoshi was working on Trigun at Madhouse studio, and they deliberately advertised him as a "new name", so I thought that if it's a studio that actively tries new things, they maybe would be willing to hire me.

[thesorcererspen]

About Me

Hello,

I am TheSorcerer'sPen. Some just call me SP. Either is fine. Writing has always been a passion of mine since childhood. I graduated a few years ago with a degree in writing & rhetoric, but I've never been brave enough to share anything online. My fiance and best friend have both encouraged me to put myself out there more, so I wanted to start by introducing myself to the writing community here.

I am a lover of fantasy, sci-fi, mythology, and crime stories. I am also obsessed with manga/anime, especially HunterxHunter, Naruto, and Jujutsu Kaisen. My favorite book of all time is Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky. Game of Thrones and Dune are both in my top five favorite books of all time. I am not a huge fan of romance stories, but I love stories with well-written romance subplots. Action scenes are fun, but I am here for the great dialogue and character interactions. Internal conflict is seriously underrated.

I am a huge history and mythology buff, so much of my writing is inspired by these two things. I love writing dark fantasy stories and exploring themes of class, power structures, dysfunctional families, friendship, forbidden love, angst, etc. But, really, I just get such great joy from creating my worlds and creating characters that feel alive. My characters become like my imaginary friends.

I want to use this blog to showcase my writing and connect with other writers in the community!

I have two current WIPs listed below.

Traitors of the Nation

Genre: Urban Fantasy

In the nation of Astoria, the cold carves bone deep and its citizens are divided by blood—those with the golden blood type are called the magia, people with super abilities that manifest themselves when the user is thrust into dangerous situations. The noble elite wants to control this power with a class system that ranks its citizens based on the nobility of bloodlines and the usefulness of one’s abilities. Commoners with the golden blood type are forced into labor assignments, and the elite have created a device to suppress the abilities of an individual should they prove to be defiant.

Izan Ashida and Satoshi Nishimura are childhood friends who find themselves on opposite sides. Izan sits among the highest elites, serving as a bounty hunter who does the Crown's bidding, while Satoshi is placed in a lower class and branded a danger to society. War is brewing between the classes, and it has the royal family on edge. Revolution is coming. But when an elite military officer orders Satoshi be executed for treason Izan must confront a past he was desperate to leave behind and decide where his loyalties truly lie.

The Immortals' Gambit

Genre: High Fantasy/Mythos

Casimir Kozak has lived his life in hiding, afraid of being discovered as a cross-blood in a world where humans struggle as mere mortals and the vampiric hemomancers known as the Zegoshi reign as gods. But the nine immortals are not the only thing to fear.

The Watchers, a highly trained military faction of the Zegoshi, are everywhere. They are tasked with maintaining social order and executing any cross-bloods they encounter. Beyond the wall, there are dragons, violent beasts who are enemies to Zegoshi and humans alike. At least, that’s what he had always been told.

Tired of living within the confinements of the wall and wanting to escape his Zegoshi father, he runs away from home on his eighteenth birthday. But his venture outside the wall proves to be lethal when he has an encounter with a dragon, discovering that the beasts have been disguising themselves among humans.

A rogue Zegoshi intervenes, sweeping Casimir into a world of intrigue and danger. Forced into an alliance with an enigmatic young Watcher captain, the trio embarks on a mission to investigate the surging dragon threat in society. But as he begins to delve deeper into this world, he uncovers hidden truths about humanity’s history with the dragons, the true intentions of the gods, and a prophecy that reveals the role he must play in this deadly game of power and politics.

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[sips-tea-cutely]

Crush

“You make it difficult to not overthink”

a/n: this is embarrassing and yes based off of my real life (VI U KNOW WHATS UP) let’s hope lang ‘A’ will never find this HAHAHA. very very much ooc i just hv to get these gross feelings out of the way 💔💔👎👎

“well, hey there everyone! id like you all to meet miss nishimura! a wonderful lady i met on the street who wanted to check the agency out!” dazai announced hand in hand with a woman with straight brunette hair up to her hips. “dazai, you can’t bring women to the agency just because they want to, that’s an abuse of power!” kunikida yelled, “should i remind you how dangerous it is to be around the building let alone inside?!?!” he groaned, sitting back down.

“kunikida, please! it’s been a two weeks since atsushi and akutagawa fought fitzgerald, i’m sure yokohama is safe for now” dazai smiled and started bringing nishimura around the building. “that dazai… seriously, there should be a rule that just completely restricts him from dating ever!” kunikida sighed out, half joking.

“haha! that’s true kunikida, dazai is a true enemy of women.” you laughed, laying a sheet of paper over with a pile of finished paperwork. “hm, well, say s/o, do you have a boyfriend?” atsushi spoke out. “…” you sighed thoughtfully, thinking of what to say. “no i don’t, but i do have what might be a crush? i’m still not sure…” you muttered.

“really?” kunikida’s head peaked from his desk. “what’s this guy like?” he asked, waiting intently for your answer. you sat stunned— kunikida who never had the time to engage in gossip stopped the swift moves of his fountain pen to listen to your love life. “well… he’s really kind but, he can be scary sometimes. a lot of people are afraid of him but he really is nice if you connect with him enough.” you looked around.

lying is fun… well, it’s not exactly lying, it’s a half-truth!! seriously, it is. it’s a fitting enough description for yosano isn’t it? its just— yosano as a dude. “scary, hm? i don’t see why people would like him based off of your description…” kunikida looked at you, judging your taste in (wo)men. “he’s not all that bad, i swear! it’s just something that he personally calls tough love, he really is a sweet guy if you get to know him.” you weakly try to defend yourself.

“c’mon atsushi!! i need back-up!!” you look to your right. “s/o, i could definitely see this guy as a best friend, but as a boyfriend? i don’t think he’s right for you— or at least healthy for you.” you groan in response, unable to form any sort of defense. “guys, i promise he’s much more appealing when you meet him in real life!”

“then can we meet him?”

“…what”

“you said yourself he’s more tolerable face to face— so can we meet him?” haha fuck. “guhhh…” you childishly whine at the hole you dug yourself into. “you’re not my mom or dad! i don’t have to bring him for you to approve. plus, he isn’t even my boyfriend yet!!!” you scowl, turning your chair away from them. “then can we at least get an initial? i will find out who it is myself.”

mind; a blank. if you said it was a guy and you said yosano’s initial, A. they might still find out!.. the nickname you’ve given to yosano might be a bit obvious but not as much as A(kiko Yosano). “S, his initial is S.”

“satoshi!” atsushi raised his voice an octave. “what? no! who’s that…” you stare dumbfounded at your junior. “ah, i was just thinking of names…” atsushi shied away, embarrassed.

“i’m not gonna tell either of you!! really!” you announced. atsushi’s embarrassment died down as he laughed it off before he looked back at kunikida. “let’s respect s/o’s wishes and not look into it, okay?” kunikida sighed, letting the matter go (for now), albeit hesitantly.

it’s embarrassing, so embarrassing. you have the hardest, fattest, horrendously down bad crush on the agency’s medic, akiko yosano. you just wanna be her girlfriend so badly, you wanna kiss her until you disappear, kiss her until her lipstick is all over your lips.

of course, you might be delusional, but it doesn’t mean you’re naïve. the fantasy of being akiko’s, and spending your every hour of everyday, with her hand glued to yours is a dream (no, literally, the dream you had last night). but there’s no way to envision a future with her. with your schedules, her plans for the future and yours, a relationship is just off the table.

“s/o, really— ask anything. i told you i’d tell you anything you wanted to know about me.” is it overthinking? is it purely platonic? ignoring every sound to gaze at her checking her matte shaded nails and looking at the time once in a while,

‘“sho, that’s— what the hell?!?!’ you frowned as she laughed, her thin lips parting to make a grin. “it’s not funny! ugh, i hate you!..” you pouted (SATIRICALLY). “aha! i love you too, s/o.”’

“hm… s/o, everyone left?” akiko’s low yet melodic voice noted. looking around, everyone disappeared “are you about to go shopping, sho?” she smiled endearingly. “ah, you know me so well!.. let’s go?”

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Vash the Stampede as a Contemporary Outlaw Figure

(This is a paper I wrote nearly 20 years ago. It is also a first draft, and were I to rewrite it, I would make major structural changes. It was written for a Robin Hood literature class, and the assignment was to analyze a contemporary outlaw figure in a work of fiction using the framework developed in the course. I received an A on the paper, and the professor loved it because most folks just did it on Robin Hood.)

The twenty-six episode Japanese anime series Trigun was originally published as an eight-volume Japanese manga (graphic novel or comic book) by Yasuhiro Nightow in 1997. In 1998, the manga was turned into an animated series, which was directed by Satoshi Nishimura. Trigun’s genre is rather interesting, as the setting is a desert planet called Gunsmoke, so the series itself is a mix between science fiction and westerns. Interestingly, the year 1998 is sometimes referred to by Japanese anime fans as “the year of the ‘space cowboy’ animes” because of two other anime outlaw series that were produced in the same year: Outlaw Star and Cowboy Bebop (Raye).

The main character of Trigun is Vash the Stampede, also known as the Humanoid Typhoon, a man questing for love and peace. Vash is tall with spiky blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He is distinctively marked by a mole on his cheek and an earring, and he always wears a red trenchcoat. As the title of the series implies, he wields three guns: one “regular revolver, the hidden gun in his artificial left arm, and… the Angel Arm” (Adam). Vash has a bounty of sixty million double-dollars on his head because he destroyed the town of July with the Angel Arm. The setting of Trigun creates problems for this outlaw, as Gunsmoke is technically uninhabitable. The cities on Gunsmoke have to use technology to protect themselves from the harsh elements, so when Vash destroyed July it was a death sentence for the surviving residents. In fact, there should be no humans on the planet at all, but a colony fleet crash-landed on the planet centuries before. It is later revealed that Vash is not human and was born on the vessels. His twin brother and the major villain of Trigun, Knives, decided that humanity was evil and had to be kept from spreading to the rest of the universe and caused the near-fatal crash. Knives is also able to manipulate Vash’s Angel Arm[1] and was the true cause of the destruction of July. At the end of Trigun, Vash and Knives battle one another. Vash wins, but refuses to kill Knives.

Vash has three companions: Meryl Strife, Millie Thompson, and Nicholas D. Wolfwood. The major villains are members of the Gung-Ho Guns, a misfit gang of technologically or genetically enhanced humans who serve Knives in his quest to rid Gunsmoke of all humans. The Gung-Ho Guns follow Vash wherever he goes and cause trouble that is generally blamed on him. The main members of the gang, who Vash fights at various points in the series, include: Legato Bluesummers, Monev the Gale, Dominique the Cyclops, E.G. Mine, Rai-Dei the Blade, Leonof the Puppetmaster, Grey the Ninelives, Hopperd the Gantlet, Zazie the Beast, Chapel the Evergreen, Caine the Longshot, and Midvalley the Hornfreak. Various other villains not associated with the Gung-Ho Guns, appear in the anime as well.

Vash the Stampede is a contemporary outlaw figure. The series itself follows very closely with traditional outlaw themes, though much of the underlying philosophy and mysticism is decidedly Eastern. Trigun can be easily viewed as an outlaw tale using the tracking outline. In addition, it is important to look briefly at the birth of the Japanese outlaw figure.

Trigun exhibits many qualities common in outlaw tales, though with a different and sometimes unabashedly silly flavor. Instead of a reigning monarch, Gunsmoke is ruled by the Bernardelli Insurance Company, which initially outlaws Vash and places the bounty on his head for the destruction of July. Of course, the desire to gain that bounty causes mayhem wherever Vash goes, and things simply get worse. Gunsmoke is run by the whims of the insurance company, coupled with the whims of town mayors and sheriffs, who are often corrupt. There are several examples of this. In episode four, the owner of the town water supply, Mr. Cliff, turns out to be blocking it for economic gain, which has forced the town residents to flee or die of dehydration. In episode four, the town patron, Grim Reaper Bostock, and the town sheriff, Stan, are revealed to have murdered innocent people to gain their positions. In episode ten, an unnamed town mayor takes a woman and child hostage in an attempt to force Wolfwood to kill Vash so the mayor can acquire the sixty million double-dollar bounty. In each instance, Vash tricks the villains and delivers justice, setting things right again, though often leaving quite a bit of damage in his wake.

Vash “recruits” followers quite inadvertently. Meryl and Millie, two employees of the Bernardelli Insurance Company, meet Vash in episode one, but do not believe that he is really Vash the Stampede because, as Meryl says quite blatantly, Vash acts like a bumbling idiot. However, they keep running into each other because the two insurance agents are chasing Vash sightings. During their initial meeting, Vash rescues them from two bounty hunters who end up destroying a town in an attempt to capture or kill him. As the story unfolds, Meryl and Millie slowly realize that he really is Vash the Stampede. Through their observation of Vash, they come to understand, to a certain degree, that the destruction that follows him is not his fault. In fact, several times they help him restore justice in the towns of Gunsmoke. Despite their reports of this to the Bernardelli Insurance Company, Vash is labeled a human natural disaster and the insurance company stops paying for damages caused by him. Meryl and Millie become outlaws, of sorts, by continuing to follow Vash against company orders. Similarly, in episode nine, Vash saves Wolfwood from dehydration in the desert. In the same episode they work together to save a child. Though Wolfwood doesn’t join the three immediately, they run into him several more times. When Vash and Wolfwood are forced to fight each other in episode ten, it becomes obvious early in that they are evenly matched. Following the battle, Wolfwood becomes a permanent fixture in the series as a traveling companion.

The code that Vash exhibits is also very similar to that of the traditional outlaw. One of his oft-repeated lines is “This world is made of love and peace!” and he travels Gunsmoke questing for those two ideals. In addition, Vash tries to help those in need and believes in protecting the helpless and innocent, especially women and children. However, his biggest code of conduct is his refusal to kill. Vash tries to get his travel companions to follow this particular code of conduct over all others, especially Wolfwood, who has no qualms about killing those who attack him. Wolfwood obeys until near the end of the series, when he kills a child: Zazie the Beast, who controls sandworms and is trying to kill not only Vash and the others, but also several dozen orphaned children. Vash is outraged by this because he was convinced that Zazie was simply misguided and could be helped, and a rift forms between him and Wolfwood, which never heals because Wolfwood is killed. Similarly, Vash is forced to kill Legato Bluesummers, a telepath who can take control of humans’ actions, which drives him to a mental breakdown.

Vash’s determination not to kill is very complicated in its origin and consequences. Vash promised a woman named Rem Saverem that he would never kill. Rem is the outlaw’s love interest, though she is much different from the Maid Marian figure: Rem is dead. Ironically, Knives is the person who killed her when he tried to destroy the fleet of colony ships. Rather than escaping death with Vash and Knives, Rem went back and altered the course of the other ships enough to prevent them from burning up in Gunsmoke’s atmosphere, giving the humans aboard a chance to survive. Rem is a powerful figure in Trigun, and almost acts as a patron saint, appearing in dreams that sometimes warn Vash of danger and in flashbacks that show that she is the basis for the system of moral values that Vash follows. Rem’s appearance is generally accompanied by the Greenwood vision of red geranium blossoms, which, she explains in one flashback, represent determination and courage[2]. Vash’s refusal to kill is his attempt to keep Rem alive, and killing Legato causes a breakdown because breaking his promise to Rem reminds him of her death. Though he would never acknowledge it, part of the purpose of Vash’s activities is vengeance, though in the end he forgives his brother and stands by his promise to Rem, deciding to reform Knives.

Trigun also has some major comparative scenes that fit the traditional outlaw tale. For example, in episode three, Vash plays an altered version of the game of truth. He and Frank Marlon, who repairs Vash’s gun, save a town from bandits using only their fingers, which they pretend are guns, Vash with his in a pocket and Frank with his up against the lead bandit’s head. At various points in the series, mayors and sheriffs, along with other characters, break their oaths, welcoming Vash with open arms only to betray him in an attempt to get the bounty. For example, in episode six, Vash is hired by a woman named Elizabeth to protect her while she repairs the plant that protects the town. However, she sabotages the plant and locks Vash in it because she is a survivor of the July incident and wants revenge so badly that she is willing to sacrifice a town. Vash also has a habit of helping his enemies or taking service with them. For example, in episode two, Vash is hired to protect Mr. Cliff, stumbles upon his criminal activities, and seeks justice. In episode five, Vash saves the women who were holding him at gunpoint when their lives are threatened by outlaw mercenaries hired to kill or capture him. Vash defeats the outlaws and donates their bounty to the town, despite the fact that the townspeople had tried to kill him.

Contemporary outlaw themes also run through Trigun. The Greenwood theme is apparent in most of the flashback scenes with Rem, many of which take place in a garden on the ship and are accompanied by the symbolism of red geraniums. Vash also conforms to the idea of the good outlaw. His “outlawry does not bring shame upon [him], but instead proves [him] to be superior to [his] opponents, both in martial prowess and… in moral integrity” (Ohlgren xxiv). Vash meets his match in his draw with Wolfwood and later in his battle against his brother, though he emerges victorious. There is a repeated carnivalesque theme in Trigun, as the revealed corrupt officials are placed on the level of an outlaw while Vash acts as the official. Vash also plays the role of the trickster repeatedly, disguising himself once as a farmer in an effort to escape his outlawry and its heavy burden. Trigun also contains many elements of Monomyth; for example, Vash and Knives are pitted against one another in a battle over the fate of humanity and eventually must reconcile. In this reconciliation, Vash is able to understand and learn to control his destructive Angel Arm. In his battle against Knives and with his eventual understanding of his brother and also himself, Vash matures.

Trigun contains quite a bit of social conflict, especially between officials and the rich (the aristocracy and bourgeoisie), and the ordinary citizens. Citizens are often helpless against the corruption in towns, and are villein rather than citizens. In addition, the only example of clergy is Wolfwood, who does not hesitate to use violence to accomplish his goals and often abandons a moral value if it is inconvenient. Furthermore, ethnic conflict is rather obvious. Knives falls from grace because of the prejudice he and Vash suffer on the ship because they are not human. In addition, the members of the Gung-Ho Guns are all freaks of nature, mutated by the harsh Gunsmoke climate and are not welcome in society.

Interestingly, Trigun’s Vash the Stampede also fits the Japanese version of a good outlaw, which is rather similar to the European version. Like the European good outlaw, the Japanese outlaw fights injustice for the common good. A famous historical rebel known as Sakamoto Ryouma, a samurai who participated in the Meiji Restoration that moved toward ridding Japan of the oppressive warrior class, fought against the shogun, eventually forcing him to resign and allow a new government to form. Sakamoto Ryouma “did not live to see the Meiji government come into existence,” because he was killed in the chaos in Kyoto following the resignation (Jansen 335). Sakamoto’s rebellion resulted in “the 1868 collapse of the Tokugawa shogun’s military government (Bakufu) and the restoration of power to Japan’s Imperial family” (Huddleston). Outlaw tales about the Meiji Restoration are extremely popular in Japan, the most famous being Rurouni Kenshin, which is at least partially based upon the story of Sakamoto Ryouma.

Trigun takes the traditional Meiji Restoration tale and sets it in the far future on a desert planet far from Earth. Vash is no different from the traditional Japanese outlaw of these tales: he seeks to atone for his sins (the destruction of July) and also wishes to attain justice for the people. His quest for love and peace, as well as justice, leads him to better the lives of many people, despite the destruction he leaves behind him. In addition, he learns important life lessons along the way, and is able to reconcile his past and move on toward the future.

Vash the Stampede’s adventures are that of a contemporary outlaw. Trigun has many of the same elements as traditional European outlaw tales, and the series also contains allusions to historical Japanese outlaws. When looking at Vash in this context, one can easily see Trigun’s value as a contemporary outlaw tale.

Works Cited

Adam. “Trigun Characters and Weapons.” TheOtaku.Com. 27 Sept 2004. 10 Nov 2004 <http://articles.theotaku.com/view.php?action=retrieve&id=21>.

Huddleston, Daniel. “The Meiji Restoration.” Animerica. October 2000: 9-10, 34.

Jansen, Marius B. Sakamoto Ryōma and the Meiji Restoration. New Jersey: Princeton University Press, 1961.

Nightow, Yasuhiro. Trigun. Geneon Entertainment.

Ohlgren, Thomas H. A Book of Medieval Outlaws. Thrupp: Sutton Publishing, 1998.

Raye. “Trigun.” Spectrum Nexus. 9 July 2001. 10 Nov 2004 <http://thespectrum.net/review_trigun.shtml>.

  [1] This is because the Japanese believe that twins have a connection that borders on magical. Often times in Japanese stories, twins have the ability to communicate with one another telepathically. This magical quality associated with twins may be because Japanese twins are very rare.

[2] Vash wears a red trenchcoat for this reason as well.

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[ 𝗩𝗮𝘀𝗵 x 𝗥𝗲𝗺 ]

𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐞 Trigun • トライガン (1998)

𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 Yasuhiro Nightow

𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐨 Madhouse

𝐝𝐢𝐫. Satoshi Nishimura

𝐜𝐡𝐫. 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐫 Takahiro Yoshimatsu

𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘤𝘦: e17 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴

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Pláinéad Gorm (Blue Planet)

Ceol & Liricí: DECO*27

Cóiriú: Rockwell

Cóiriú Téaduirlisí: Satoshi Setsune

Dordghiotár: Kei Nakamura

Pianó Acústach: Nao Nishimura

Bunteideal: ブループラネット

Amhránaí: Hatsune Miku

D’ardaigh tú an baitín, ag dustáil an gaineamh asat féin agus tú ag déanamh anáil domhain seo chugainn

Shíolaigh tú an síol gan ainm sin

Leis an canna spréite lán le dóchas

Má éiríonn tú tuirseacht le canadh, ansin glac sos

Tá sé ceart go leor toisc go leanfaidh mé ar aghaidh ag scríobh liricí

Ar shlí éigin, sháraigh siad ár samhlaíochta

Na hamanna a chaoin tú, tá siad chomh cumhacha

Go deo

Ba mhaith liom a cuimhnigh, is cuma cé mhéad uair

Ná héirigh cleachta le a bheith i d’aonar nó aon rud

Beidh mé in aice leat i gcónaí

“Oh yeah” ag macallaigh

De phláinéad gorm rothlach

Leanaimis ar aghaidh, go dtí a ardaíonn an ghrian

Sea, is cuma go ardóimid nó íslimid

Beimid ag gáire sa deireadh, go cinnte

Is féidir linn lean ar aghaidh fós

Is cinnte nach chonaiceamar ar an líne thosaigh go fóill

“An t-am atá thart”, “an t-am faoi láthair”,

Dún do bhéal! Is cuma faoi sin!

Mar tá tú mo pháirtí is fearr

Woah

Tá an ualach dheiseanna orainn

Nílimid in ann stop

Ach ar feadh soicind, cad faoi rá faoi

Na rudaí a thugamar linn go dtí anois go cumhach?

Mar a raibh a fhios agam, tá sé an-leadránach gan aon dúshláin

Ba mhaith liom a fhéach ar rudaí fút nach chonaic mé riamh

Mar sin, lean ar aghaidh a bheith an réalta a soilsíonn is gile

“Oh yeah” ag macallaigh

De phláinéad gorm rothlach

Fíoróidh aon rud a guímid ar, ní críochnóidh sé seo

Ní éireoimid sean

Nó ní thabharfadh ár mian a dhúisíomar

Maithiúnas dúinn

Is féidir linn lean ar aghaidh fós

Is cinnte nach chonaiceamar ar an líne thosaigh go fóill

“An t-am atá thart”, “an t-am faoi láthair”,

Dún do bhéal! Is cuma faoi sin!

Mar tá tú mo pháirtí is fearr

Nuair a d'éirigh tú brionglóid duine éigin,

Is dócha go mhéadaigh na rudaí a chaill tú

Agus do dheora folaithe

Ach ní dúirt tú go raibh aon teorainneacha agat

Ní dhearna tú aon rud ach ag lean ar aghaidh, céim ar chéim

Le do chroí ag léim

“Oh yeah” ag macallaigh

De phláinéad gorm rothlach

Leanaimis ar aghaidh, go dtí a ardaíonn an ghrian

Sea, is cuma go ardóimid nó íslimid

Beimid ag gáire sa deireadh, go cinnte

“Oh yeah” ag macallaigh

De phláinéad gorm rothlach

Fíoróidh aon rud a guímid ar, ní críochnóidh sé seo

Ní éireoimid sean

Nó ní thabharfadh ár mian a dhúisíomar

Maithiúnas dúinn

Is féidir linn lean ar aghaidh fós

Is cinnte nach chonaiceamar ar an líne thosaigh go fóill

“An t-am atá thart”, “an t-am faoi láthair”,

Dún do bhéal! Is cuma faoi sin!

Mar tá tú mo pháirtí is fearr

An t-am atá thart, an t-am faoi láthair, le do ghlór os ard!

Chuig an todhchaí, tá tú mo pháirtí síoraí is fearr

Woah

Nótaí:

Rinne mé an aistriúchán seo go tapa, mar sin b'fhéidir go bhfuil níos mó botúin ann ná mar is gnách. Tá brón orm, breithlá shona duit Miku!!!

Notes:

I did this translation quickly, so there may be more mistakes than usual. I'm sorry, happy birthday Miku!!!

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TRIGUN STAMPEDE: il nuovo trailer è tutto dedicato a Knives e ai Gung-Ho-Guns

La nuova serie animata tratta dall’iconico western sci-fi di Yasuhiro Nightow arriverà in streaming su Crunchyroll da gennaio.

A differenza del precedente, incentrato su Vash e gli altri comprimari, il novo trailer mostrato oggi in occasione dell’Anime NYC (dove si è tenuta la world premiere del primo episodio) si concentra invece sul gran antagonista della storia: Knives, il fratello gemello del Tifone Umanoide.

Il video, inoltre, introduce fugacemente anche alcuni membri della Gung-Ho-Guns, la posse di sicari da lui riunita.

La trasmissione di “TRIGUN STAMPEDE”, l’attesa nuova serie animata tratta dal celebre manga di Yasuhiro Nightow (Blood Blockade Battlefront), arriverà in simulcast su Crunchyroll da gennaio 2023.

Realizzato in computer grafica presso ORANGE (Land of the Lustrous, Beastars), questo nuovo adattamento completo dell’iconico western sci-fi anni ‘90 è diretto da Kenji Muto (direttore d’episodio in Land of the Lustrous e in Garo: Honoo no Kokuin).

La bozza televisiva della storia è firmata da Takehiko Okishi (autore della novel Hakozoko no Elpis) e la sceneggiatura è curata da Tatsuro Inamoto, Shin Okashima e Yoshihisa Ueda.

Il concept design è ad opera di Koji Tajima, mentre del character design si occupano Kodai Watanabe, Tetsuro Moronuki, Takahiko Abiru, Akiko Sato, Soji Ninomiya e Yumihiko Amano, con in testa Nao Ootsu (Beastars, The Idaten Deities Know Only Peace), che fa anche da supervisore.

Per quanto riguarda le musiche, invece, la colonna sonora è realizzata da Tatsuya Kato (Free!, Fate/kaleid liner Prisma Illya, Dr. Stone).

In un mondo impietosamente battuto da due soli, dominato da immense ed aride distese di sabbia, vive Vash the Stampede, Vash il tifone umanoide, Vash il leggendario ricercato da 60 miliardi di doppi dollari. Ma Vash sarà davvero l'efferato pistolero di cui tutti parlano?

Milly Thompson e Meryl Stryfe, due affascinanti agenti della compagnia di assicurazioni Bernardelli, vengono messe alle sue costole per evitare ulteriori richieste di risarcimento. A poco a poco, le due scoprono che, sepolta da un profondo strato di leggende urbane, si nasconde una verità molto differente…

“Trigun” venne lanciato i Giappone nel 1995, ma la serializzazione si interruppe nel 1997 a causa della chiusura della rivista sulla quale veniva pubblicato, venendo quindi rilanciato come “Trigun Maximum” e concluso nel 2007. Il manga è stato portato in Italia prima da Dynit e poi da J-POP Manga.

Nel 1998 lo studio MADHOUSE (Police in a Pod, No Guns Life) ne ha tratto una serie animata di 26 episodi, che per forza di cose segue solo parzialmente il materiale originale.

Nel 2010 è poi arrivato anche il film d’animazione dal titolo “Trigun: Badlands Rumble”, basato su una storia scritta dall’autore assieme al regista Satoshi Nishimura (Karakuri CIrcus, Ushio e Tora); entrambi sono distribuiti in Italia da Dynit.

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