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feyres-divorce-lawyer · 11 months ago
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Types of -Cide For Your Writing
Suicide - Act of killing yourself
Regicide - Act of killing a king or queen
Vaticide - Act of killing a prophet
Parricide - Act of killing any relative
Mariticide - Act of klling your husband
Uxoricide - Act of killing your wife
Siblicide - Act of killing your sibling
Sororicide - Act of killing your sister
Fratricide - Act of killng your brother
Matricide - Act of killing your mother
Filicide - Act of killing your child
Infanticide - Act of killing a child within their first year of life
Patricide - Act of killing your father
Avunculicide - Act of killing your uncle
Nepoticide - Act of killing your nephew
Amicide - Act of killing your friend
Senicide - Act of killing an elderly
Homocide - Act of killing a person
Pedicide - Act of killing children
Democide - Murder of a person or people by the government
Omnicide - Act of killing humans with intentions to make them extinct
Deicide - Act of killing a deity, divine being, or god
Mundicide - Act of killing a planet
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bearofohu · 1 year ago
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god you KNOW shits wildin in new york when the city's inventor is a cunt named mr eggmuffin. is the mayor named mrs steamknockers. is the evil cowboy from the first teaser named sheriff twobullets senicide. did clark have to change their surname to mr crescentbeard hourglassfigure. is layton going to have to change his name to professor longhat nowife
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mintharabaenrelore · 2 months ago
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Minthara's Parents
"I'm sure my mother has missed me- she likes competition."-Minthara
I've been working on this post awhile and I'm so excited to share it with you. I referenced @lunastrophe's excellent post on the topic for several details, and R.A. Salvatore's "Homeland" played a crucial role.
*I will make an individual post on Minthara's relationship to her mother later on, particularly the psychology of it, as it is fascinating and utterly tragic.
Minthara is- or was- unusually close to her mother, who taught her how to 'survive the perils of society', but she says there was 'no love to be found.' Minthara's mother saved her daughter's life by shielding her with her own body when Minthara was an infant, and yet she later tried to kill her. Minthara intends to kill her- "[...] I only regret that I left before enjoying a matricide. That would be a memory to cherish."- but says it is 'returning the favor.'
What do we know?
House Devir fell from Lolth's favor in 1297 DR, when they were destroyed by House Do'Urden, due to Viconia's actions. Minthara describes herself as having been young and impressionable at this time, so she must have been in the early decades of her life. Therefore, she was likely born around 1270-1290 DR, leaving her approximately 222 years old in 1492 DR, the year Baldur's Gate III is set in.
Minthara is a Baenre. Her mother is confirmed to be Baenre, as in the epilogue, if you romance Minthara (I highly recommend it) she says her name is her mother's.
When Minthara is asked if her mother is still alive, she replies, "I expect so. If the world were to end, I think my mother would survive to rule over the ruins." At the epilogue party, she tells Origin Karlach, "I have a war of my own to fight, against my mother and her people [...]" which both confirms that her mother is alive and suggests that she is in a position of great power.
Minthara's mother is competitive (Minthara says this herself), resilient, and ambitious (Minthara says her mother likes Neverwinter because it is "ripe for conquering"), much like her daughter.
Minthara and her mother were unusually close- she held her as a child, taught her to "talk, walk, and then kill" and how to "survive the perils of society", gave her a torture rack for her 13th birthday, and they appear to have conversed frequently.
The fact that Minthara has committed avunculicide (the killing of one's uncle) confirms one of her parents had a brother. She also 'picked off' her 'siblings one by one', and Orin claims Minthara murdered her sister in the cradle to secure her inheritance.The first part of her name, "Min", means lesser/second, suggesting she is a 2nd child.
I believe Minthara's father is alive for the following reasons:
1. During the dryad love test, she lists her "-icides", (androcide, senicide and avunculicide). She does not mention patricide. She tells Wyll that patricide is the first step to greatness but she does not say she has done so herself.
2. When Minthara is describing how she and Orin are similar in some ways, she says that they both have "parents" who protect them with one hand and torment them with the other, rather than "mothers".
3. Minthara says (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-vYBaYJgz_c, at 43:50) "I'll spot my father too, with any luck" at some point; @mogruith's research suggests that this line was mistakenly given to Minthara when it should have gone to Wyll, so it is not solid evidence.
But Minthara never mentions him- not even once.
So, who is Minthara's mother? *I don't think it's possible to figure out who her father is with the information I have
It cannot be Yvonnel or Triel Baenre, who are dead. Liriel Baenre is out of the question. Noori Baenre, I believe, is too young.
Yovnnel Baenre had 15 daughters, each a high priestess, acording to R.A. Salvatore's "Homeland".  The majority were alive, it seemed, around 1297 DR. The only two remaining in 1480 DR and thus during Baldur's Gate III were Quenthel and Sos'Umtpu. So could it be one of them?
Quenthel: No.
The firstborn of Quenthel Baenre is Myrineyl Baenre. In 1480 DR, 12 years prior to the events of Baldur's Gate III, she is in her last year at Arach-Tinilith. Baldur's Gate takes place in 1492 DR. It is obvious that Minthara is older than her, so she can't be Quenthel's daughter.
Sos'Umptu: Probably not, unfortunately. (I adore Sos'Umptu.)
Sos'Umptu, the keeper of the Baenre chapel, has been described as 'one of the least ambitious drow females her mother had ever known.' Minthara has also mentioned her mother having visited surface cities before, while Sos'Umptu hardly leaves the chapel if she can help it. These facts contrast with Minthara's portrayal of her mother as power-hungry and world-wise. Plus, I have never seen a mention of Sos'Umptu having had children.
@lunastrophe says in her post, "It seems that daughters of House Baenre – at least the eldest and the most important ones – were not allowed to have their own children while the matron mother of their house was still alive (from Siege of Darkness). Triel was free to have children only after she ascended to the position of matron mother, and the same went for Quenthel."
This all heavily suggests it is not Sos'Umptu- but it's not out of the question.
Could it perhaps be Merith Baenre, the second-most-powerful priestess of her House as of 1361 DR, considered for the role of the next Mistress of Arach-Tinilith? Perhaps- but Minthara has never implied that her mother is adopted rather than a genetic Baenre, and Merith used to be the daughter of a street sweeper before her clerical powers caught Yvonnel Baenre's eye and caused her to adopt her as a daughter.
So, who could it be?
I am inclined to think...
Zal'Therra Baenre: Zal'Therra Baenre- a cousin of Triel, and commander of the rearguard of the Army of the Black Spider in 1372 DR. The most promising of Triel's cousins, she seems to fit Minthara's implications that her mother is ambitious, brutal, and powerful, as the highest ranking House Baenre member of the army.
Not only is the description right, she is similar to Minthara as a warrior, the leader of an army. Even the second half of her name, 'Therra', is similar to Minthara's 'Thara'. Plus, everything about her is so vague that it's plausible she had children aside from Minthara- the 'siblings' she mentioned.
I have yet to read "Condemnation", though, so correct me if I'm wrong about anything.
Final notes: if Zal'Therra Baenre is a cousin of Triel, that would make Sos'Umptu, Quenthel, Jarlaxle and others Minthara's aunts and uncles.
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heinstress · 6 months ago
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glacialswordsman-a · 10 months ago
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Kaeya was very proud when it came to holding his own while drinking alcohol. He’s had years of practice, after all. It’s a very easy tactic when it comes to getting information from others once his targets are drunk enough to be loose-lipped! It’s amusing as it is efficient! Never mind the fact that he also drinks recreationally, a lot, but mostly for work of course!
… And yet.
There was that flash of panic that shot straight through him as he saw Zhongli’s wink right before he blacked out.
Kaeya was desperate to wake back up, sleeping with brows furrowed as sweat lined his forehead. He was Not having a good time, if it wasn’t obvious. Yet, he remained still when carried off to Zhongli’s home despite everything else, his face pinched and lips scrunched into a small scowl once he was laid down.
He’s not going to remember much, if anything, and that will certainly send him into a small frenzy. Though, there was still that one question that refused to leave him.
After who knows how long, Kaeya would finally begin to stir with groans, sharp pains shooting through his skull as he brought a hand up to cover his eye to try and block out any light. His mouth tasted absolutely awful, his ears were ringing, his head pounded… When was the last time he had a hangover like this?
Though, hearing the voice, he jolted upright as his hands frosted over, his fight or flight sense kicking in (because there was no freezing in this instance). Only once he saw the familiar figure did he seem to relax a tad, before a pang shot through his head once more.
“Archons—warn a man next time, would you?” he groaned, wincing with a small inward hiss as he flopped back down, his hand lowered back down over his eye. He was still trying to collect himself and understand his situation, his brain struggling terribly to make him aware. Nonetheless, having a familiar presence settled him a bit.
Licking his lips a bit to moisten them after noticing they felt dry as the Hypostyle Desert, he eventually lowered his hand once more and squinted through the light, shifting to sit up ever-so-slowly. “What time is it? I didn’t stay out too long, did I?”
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@glacialswordsman | I'M GOING FULLY FUCKING FERAL
Ugh. Such a lack of self control. Were it him in Kaeya's position, he'd have given up long before he ever got in that sort of state. A cup of tea, some water, even just basking in the warmth of good company -- they were all viable alternatives to continuing down the path of getting blackout drunk.
Nobody told him that he had to try and keep up.
Unable to leave his guest alone in good conscience, Zhongli plays the part of the good host in quite literally hauling his inebriated friend back to his abode... One in the adeptal sense -- a subspace realm that sits in the threshold of an unassuming front doorway, and just a short walk away from the centre of Liyue Harbor.
Indeed, this wayward Knight is lucky that Zhongli himself held no ulterior motives: friendly as they were, it wasn't as though they were the best of friends as yet. Perhaps that thought alone was what had prompted him to openly wink at Kaeya as he slumped across the table -- a small but unhelpful (and possibly cruel) action, meant to stir up a dose of last minute panic. Hopefully, it would remind him to be mindful of the company he keeps.
That was if he remembered it at all. A pot of sobering tea and a pair of fried eggs warms on the stove as Zhongli waits for Kaeya to stir, mindful to use the time in-between to mold his realm into that of a humble, unassuming house for himself.
Humble to him, at least, for this former Archon was far too particular to sacrifice his aesthetics, and knew not the truest idea of what poverty really looked like in this day and age. As a result, the space is small enough to fit the physical size of the house it sits in without raising any eyebrows, but it is also impeccably decorated, with not a mote of dust lining any of the fine furnishings. Almost as if someone had just swept through and furnished a brand new home for the occasion of Kaeya's visit.
"You should really pace yourself better, you know."
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ffcrazy15 · 2 months ago
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I love Lwaxana's good-hearted naïvety that Picard could just go talk sense into a whole culture and make them see that senicide is evil. That people just need to have it explained to them why killing off inconvenient people is wrong and then the scales will fall from their eyes and they'll be humane and generous to all.
She's a deeply twenty-fourth century woman and it genuinely hurts, seeing her growing helplessness in the face of a culture so deeply entrenched in an ideology that prioritizes convenience and ease over the life of the individual. To hear Timicin explain his culture's justifications for what is effectively a pointless murder, and watch her realize that she can defeat all of them in argument but that the social tide will sweep this man away anyway.
"What you're really saying is you got rid of the problem by getting rid of the people."
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bluebellhairpin · 3 months ago
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My 99-year-old grandpa really out here causing so much stress and anger that I'm seriously wondering if someone in the family should take a bullet for the rest of us and commit senicide.
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we-ask-beforewe-bite · 7 months ago
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Zethino: Your bond beats in pleasure. It is an honour to behold. Many pass through our lives, their touch rippling across time. But who does Minthara admire the most? Elijah: Me. Minthara: Presumptious. But not inaccurate. You have earned my companionship - that is no easy task.
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Zethino: This city of stone and steel is an endless scream in nature's womb. I have felt no piece here. Until now. Your eyes, stira. There is pain, endless and deep. But also devotion - blazing like the sun. You're in love, are you not? Elijah: I do love someone - someone close to me, actually. Zethino: You are wise to admit it. When it comes to love, vulnerability is armour. Truth, a sword. And trust, a shield. I pray you wield all three, stira. Bring the one you love to me. I will look into your hearts and see if your love is eternal. Or doomed eternally. (100) Elijah: Minthara, my dear, shall we show this dryad how it's done? Minthara: I know my heart - and yours - better than this creature ever will. But we can indulge it if you wish. Zethino: Close your eyes, little ones. Be still as stone to earth. And remember to breathe. Ah. Glorious. Your bond is sweeter than nature's dew. I see you. Know you. But do you know one another? Minthara: a mask of ice hides a heart of pure fire - you do well to call her close. Listen. Think. What does the drow miss most about the Underdark? Elijah: Picking off her siblings one by one. Minthara: Not just siblings. Androcide, senicide, avunculicide - I only regret I left before enjoying a matricide. That would have been a memory to cherish. Zethino: Your bond beats in pleasure. It is an honour to behold. Many pass through our lives, their touch rippling across time. But who does Minthara admire the most? Elijah: Me. Minthara: Presumptious. But not inaccurate. You have earned my companionship - that is no easy task. Zethino: Our touch has been that of sunlight, but now we must ask the deep. The difficult. Those with an icy facade hide their true selves well - but pain breaks us all in the end. What is the worst thing your love has ever done? Elijah: Let herself be captured by the cult of the Absolute. Minthara: I do not know what weakness of mine allowed them to take me. That haunts me more than anything they did to me. Are we finished? You were only mildly disappointing. Well done. Zethino: Your bond a seedling - one that needs a gentle hand in its tending, Nurture it and it will become a great oak, in time. Your love is one few have - cherish it. Go in peace, seedlings. And know that you made one heart whose heart was long quiet beat with love anew.
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leviathan-supersystem · 1 year ago
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Fucking hell I almost wanna bash your skull in with a fossilized healed femur
this of course references antiwork ideology's roots in anarcho-primitivist/anti-civ ideology, and the related assumption that hunter-gatherer tribes had social systems which were in any way analogous to the noble savage fantasies dreamed up in the imagination of anti-civvers. in reality hunter-gatherer tribes have social incentives to motivate necessary labor for the community, much like every group of humans ever in history has.
also, even if we were to assume that prehistoric human societies did function in any way like antiwork proposals for social organization, then you'd have to grapple with the fact that while there is evidence of prehistoric societies caring for injured people, there's also evidence of prehistoric tribes engaging in organized senicide, ie killing people in the community once they are seen as being too old to be "useful". if you are going to hinge your argument on the claim that prehistoric societies A: resembled antiwork proposals for social organization and B: were better at caring for disabled people than either capitalism or communism, then i think you're going to have a hard time.
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redrascal1 · 2 years ago
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Oooookay.....here we have a list of the ‘sins’ Kylo supposedly committed courtesy of yet another JCF troll:
Avunculicide Patricide Senicide Mass murder Attempted matricide Infantcide (by order) Abuser Fascist Predator Gaslighter
Right...let’s take a look. Patricide, senicide...Han, Lor San...give you that. But the rest...oh, come ON!
Kill his uncle?! He DID NOT; Luke actually killed himself - and Kylo thought he’d tried to kill HIM!
Attempted matricide...presumably this poster was asleep during TLJ, as Kylo couldn’t bring himself to kill his mother; it was his wingman who attempted it. 
Infanticide...please explain where Kylo killed babies. There were no children in Tuanol, and he didn’t kill any of his fellow pupils at Luke’s temple.
Mass murder? Excuse me - HUX was the one behind Hosnia, Kylo didn’t want it.
Gaslighter? Frankly I refuse to see the rubbish that is TROS as canon, so I don’t count him ‘lying’ to Rey, thank you very much.
As for the rest...Fascist? Jury’s out there on whether the FO were fascists. Abuse, predator...nope. No way. SNOKE was the ‘predator’ thank you very much. Andy Serkis confirmed it. And Kylo never ‘abused’ Rey...he was the VICTIM. 
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mylittlesecrethaven · 3 months ago
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All The Different Types Of Homicide: Part 5
Family (Part 2)
Patricide - The act of killing one's own father.
Senicide - The act of killing the elderly.
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bearofohu · 11 months ago
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does anyone know why my mii harvey in tomodachi life committed unprovoked senicide against mii evelyn
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aesoth · 5 years ago
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ehj3 · 3 years ago
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WHINE DARK SEA
Like those trim skiffs, unknown of yore,On winding lakes and rivers wide,That ask no aid of sail or oar,That fear no spite of wind or tide!Nought cared this body for wind or weatherWhen Youth and I lived in’t together.—Samuel Taylor Coleridge, ‘Youth and Age’ This idea is visualized as a gradual senicide. Senicide is the act of killing a person just because they are old. You all have heard the…
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wyrdwordsandeffigieshaunt · 4 years ago
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In These Last Days Of Winter - The Law Of Life By Jack London
In These Last Days Of Winter – The Law Of Life By Jack London
Before I sat down to write this post, I glanced out of my window and saw a teenage girl flouncing past in a crop top, capri leggings and fluffy flip flops. Winter still has a few days left to its name, but in that teen’s world, it would seem Spring arrived yesterday. With it being the last ‘official’ week of Winter, I thought I’d focus my attention on sharing something wintry every day for the…
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aphroditesblues · 6 months ago
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that would be senicide as he is my grandfather but i cant say the thought didnt cross my mind
really frustrating when you spend two weeks working on something doing it right, carefully, and deliberately, just for someone to come along with a bunch of hackneyed hairbrained bullshit ideas to throw it together across the finish line
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