#so watch out pleebs

[butmakeitgayblog]

I just watched the scenes with alycia and it makes no sense at all 😭 like what are these show writers thinking, what about the plot, what about the backstory 😩 but alycia looked really pretty so whatever I guess 🥰

They really don't 😭 from the bits I've cobbled together thus far: Alicia is immune to the zombie infection I guess, which they just... they did nothin with. At all. I mean the girl is potentially a walking cure, but no no. No. No need to get into that, shhhh shut your mouth about that, apparently. That's not important. You pleebs. You fuckin idiots who care about plot. Get rekt, nerds 🖕

But before all that I guess at some point she and that googly faced dude whose name I cant be fucked to look— TROY. I just remembered it. It's Troy. So her and Troy apparently clashed? At some point? But she got away from him? Or just left? But he had her arm still 🤨. And so Troy then had this fuckin kid with him who told maybe just Madison or maybe everybody (???) was Alicia's kid, and her mom was just like "Hey grandbaby 🥰 mawmaw's gotcha 🥰" while Alicia was like tHE FUCK YOU MEAN MY DAUGHTER ಠ_ಠ??

But that all ends very quickly with zero real extrapolation beyond just, "yeah no mom what the fuck? I did not plop out a whole entire tiny human while I thought you were dead. But I did know her mom, so..."

And then Madison was just like, "Oh. Nice." End scene. END. SCENE. No further discussion needed apparently! That's a wrap on that storyline 🥴

All that checked off, then somehow they get the cat back to Daniel? And Strand just fucks off into the ether? But manages to see Alicia and Madison and not-grandbaby have all reunited, and he's just like,,, "Aw that's nice. That is a nice thing to see 🙂... anyway ✌". I'm not entirely clear on that tho? But what exactly is clear in this goddamn show?

And finally wham. That's it. That's all folks. No more padre or madre or any other spanish words. Just,,,, K we're done here. And so Mother, daughter, and "whose fuckin kid IS THIS???" ride off into the sunset for a bombed out Los Angeles.

And that's... it.

Oh, and frankenhand.

[notyourmoon4528]

I have inspiration for a fan video

Qimir/the stranger/the teacher are 👑

Mae is ♥️

Sol is 👠

Osha is 🗡️

Help 🤣

[Red]

I'm just a girl, arms open wide

Looking for kindness somewhere in your eyes

I'm looking for something I may never find

All I want is love

[Queen of Hearts]

What you want doesn't exist

Love ain't it

[Red]

You say love ain't it

It makes me weak, but how'd I know if I ain't felt it yet?

You say love ain't it

And I wish I could compete with all the grief that you've experienced

[Queen of Hearts]

Love ain't it

And nothing's as sweet as when you defeat all your enemies

I say love ain't it

And fear is more important if we're gonna rule for centuries, oh

[Plebs]

Could it really be her?

They're saying there's no one worse

No one's as mean, mean as the Queen, mean as the Queen

She's been gone for years, but now she's appeared

So hide under your beds, under your beds

[Queen of Hearts]

Alright, here we go

[Plebs and Queen of Hearts]

Be careful of what you do, be careful of what you say (that's right)

Or it'll be off with your head, off with your head (out of my way, pleebs)

Be careful where you go, don't make her upset

Or else, it'll be off with your head (bah, blah, blah, huh)

[Red and Queen of Hearts]

So, you knew her?

I saw through her

Cinderella and I were classmates (no way)

I spend way too much time in this place, so I had to escape (okay)

The people here might smile, but they're two-faced and too fake

Wait, you went to Auradon Prep?

Nope, wasn't even called that yet

[Chloe Charming and Cinderella]

Wow, that girl was super rude

What's her problem? What's her deal?

Some people act mean at first 'cause they're too afraid to feel

It's survival, it's protection, that's why roses grow their thorns

Come on, whose side are you on?

The only one worse than her is her mom

Look, hon', back in high school, a mean prank was played

And ever since that fateful day she was never quite the same, it's a shame

What happened? Is it okay to ask?

We came to celebrate the future, sweetie

Not dwell on the past

[Queen of Hearts]

Haha, stand aside, the Queen's arrived

Look at them, so innocent

Can't believe they let us in

Watch 'em pay the consequence for being so dang insolent

Can't you smell their cowardice? Soak it up, devour it

Treats are for the weak, let me show you what real power is

Quick, Red, you gotta follow along

One day, you'll be on the throne

Automatic, just how I planned it

[Red]

What about what I want?

[Queen of Hearts]

They're gon' fall like parachutes

They're gon' crawl to me on all fours

[Red]

What did they ever do to you?

[Queen of Hearts]

Red, what are you arguing for?

I don't speak politician, I'm a queen

Your submission's what I need

On your knees, kneel to me

Royalty, you should listen, or you'll wind up in a prison

You'll be living in a dungeon underground

[Queen of Hearts and plebs]

Love ain't it (love)

Let me show you what real true power is (ain't it)

It's when I say you only live (power) if I let you live (oh)

And you should take what I give when I'm giving it

And what I'm giving, love ain't it

Love ain't it (love), love ain't it (ain't)

Love ain't it, na-na-na

Love ain't it (love), love ain't it (ain't)

Love ain't it, oh, na-na (ooh, love ain't it)

[Queen of Hearts]

Look into the mirror, it's our destiny

Rule a million years with you right next to me

Swimming in their tears, won't they taste so sweet?

There's a new dawn in Auradon

I'm gonna take the crown and then put it on

I'm gonna take the crown and do what I want

You're gonna make me proud when you take that throne

[Queen of Hearts and plebs]

Love ain't it (love)

Let me show you what real true power is (ain't it)

It's when I say you only live (power) if I let you live (oh)

And you should take what I give when I'm giving it

And what I'm giving, love ain't it

[Queen of Hearts, Red and plebs]

Love ain't it (love), love ain't it (ain't)

Love ain't it, na-na-na

Love ain't it (love), love ain't it (ain't)

Love ain't it, oh, na-na (love ain't it)

[Queen of Hearts]

Love ain't, mmm

Love ain't it

[audiovisualrecall]

What pissed me off was I was watching the news and they were talking abt the hurricane headed for FL and about people getting flights out to evacuate and went 'and this is disrupting flights INTO florida' and I'm like. Why tf are people heading into the area on purpose?? Maybe there's a good reason, I'm sure?? And then one person they interviewed who had come to Florida while everyone else is trying to leave was like 'my condo down here is hurricane-proof so I'm going to stay there :)' and her attitude was so fucking smug like, she thinks everyone evacuating are pleebs, too unlucky to have a Hurricane Priof Home tm. Like idc if it's true, bc if it's Not you're adding more work for the emergency/rescue workers after the storm, when they have people who Can't evacuate and don't have her obvious privilege, to worry about. Like. Idk it's just the attitude, obvs.

[lifeatthebottomofthesea]

Roman is... a complicated issue. You're NOT wrong about what you're seeing on screen (and obviously you can like who you like), but what you're seeing a course correction.

Vince (curse his evil blackened soul) had this TERRIBLE habit post-Attitude Era of deciding one dude was The Guy and overbooking them to dead. Long past the interest or goodwill of fans. He did it to Cena, he did it to Brock Lesnar (which is a different, worse(?) story) and he 100% did it to Roman.

Post-Pandemic, Roman was the The Guy. They put both main titles from both brands on him. And them left them there for 4 YEARS (well, one was 4 years, the other was 2 and half?). The Undisputed Universal Championship used to legit be two titles. But Roman was The Guy and he was Unbeatable.

The problem with unbeatable is that gets boring fast. He dominated everyone he was in the ring with (or cheated, he was a heel after all), he won every feud. He was overpowered, overbooked and subsequently made the rest of the roster look weak. It also siloed the belts into this weird, unobtainable thing so your top guys didn't have anything to compete for.

Roman was ALSO already on a part-time schedule for health reasons (he has leukemia and didn't work at all during the beginning parts of the pandemic, although was pre-title reign). He wasn't really working matches out of PPV/PLEs. The other problem is there was already outstanding trauma from Brock's title reign (in which he won the belt and then literally refused to show for work for months. But that's a different story for a different place), so a lot of people resented him for working less, even though it made objective sense.

All of this somehow created magical combination of Too Much Roman and Not Enough Roman.

It got so bad/weird that they had to create the current WHC to give everyone else something to compete for. They put on Seth Rollins first, cause he was the workhorse. All of this is the opposite of what was going on with Roman and the (now) Undisputed Universal Tile.

When Vince got ousted and Triple H had full creative control, there obviously was a question of what to do with Roman in terms of booking. Drop the belt, sure, but you don't want him going back for it into a feud with Cody, at least not right away. A) We just watched that on and off for over a year, and B) everyone was sick of Roman being champion.

But how do you have the company monster, the top dog, who had been dominating and terrorizing everyone for YEARS, suddenly drop down off his throne and exist among the proverbial pleebs?

You don't. You take him off TV. You give fans a break from him. You give HIM a break. You legitimatize your top card so your main event belts feel competitive again.

You build a storyline about something his character would care MORE about than the belt. You elevate other talent to do it. You let the fans, who were oversaturated with Roman for years, actually feel his absence. You let them miss him.

(Also none of this gets into either the recent deaths in his family or the other historical awful booking decisions that happened with Roman, which factors into fans being burnt out on him).

The idea that fans are finding other wrestlers interesting is a feature, not a flaw. The company isn't just one dude! You can like other people! Not all feuds need a belt to feel valid! Solo can be your Tribal Chief, Finn Balor can be your Judgement Day, Cody can be your champion. That is part of the intended effect of less Roman, honestly.

But yeah, you're coming in at a super weird point, Roman-wise.

Everything I am about to say is personal opinions and I 100% understand if you disagree but…

I am not impressed with Roman.

Don’t get me wrong he seems like a chill dude, but I only started watching WWE after the most recent Royal Rumble.

Roman has constantly been overshadowed by Dwayne in promos. (To be fair everyone would be)

He basically wears the same outfit every time he appears which kinda made him seem boring in comparison to fashion god Seth and Cody’s well themed outfits. I’d even argue Dwayne hard more interesting fashion then him.

Even at Wrestlemania, Roman’s big entrance with the full orchestra… it kinda felt like Seth’s entrance but more boring.

He’s exllent in the ring I won’t take anything away form him.

I was super excited to see him at SummerSlam because I want to like him but he disappeared again two Smackdowns later without even a full promo or match. I didn’t have any time to get to know Roman.

Not to mention some of Roman’s fans can be so toxic it makes me dislike the character by association. You can and should talk about the issues you have with wrestlers(especially if it’s questionable shit they’ve done… Paul)but if you bully literally everyone else form Solo(who is doing a great job as a heel), to Cody and people like Punk, Damien and Dominick and only praise our lord and saviour Roman Reign. Well it comes off as kinda compensating, comes off like you know your favourite character has flaws so you have to tear everyone else down.

Idk if anyone feels that same but I just wanted to share my personal opinion.

[elegiesoftwohundred]

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[chiafett-moved]

Writing Taharim Academy

Okay so. Dipping my toes into the Thrawn fandom, I’ve noticed a critical lack of ridiculousness in fics set in Taharim. Fortunately, the US military sucked my dick all through high school, so I can give you some key insights into adding that special something that military academies have. What follows is a list of observations, mostly from the United States Naval Academy and from discussion with naval and Marine cadets.

H a z i n g. Take the most ridiculous hazing you can think of, multiply it by ten, and make it more humiliating. Then, you might get close. At Annapolis, you could end up filling a cannon with your socks and underwear in the dead of winter.

Weird rituals. Literally shove so many weird rituals into your writing that you think you’re going crazy. In the span of a week at Annapolis I: Stood on a chair and smashed a full jar of peanut butter against my head while screaming “BEAT ARMY!” (vid will follow if I can find it) // Stopped and saluted each squirrel I passed, saying, “Good morning, sir,” before I kept walking // Went far out of my way to avoid stepping on certain plaques and walking through certain doors // Watched a group of plebes be chased around by a sergeant wearing minimal clothing and promising their demise

Drill sergeants are no fucking joke. I was once woken up at 5 am by a second-year banging pots and pans together and screaming obscenities.

First-year Naval cadets are called plebes (’pleebs,’ not ‘plebs’). This is not an affectionate term.

There will be some sort of Hell Week. It will probably be called something similar to Hell Week. The cadets who come out of Hell Week or anything similarly made to wear you down to a physical and mental nub smiling are the ones who graduate. The ones who break almost never make it to the end of the program.

There will be a memorial for cadets who died in battle before they could graduate.

Dining is communal and competitive. Everyone consumes a ridiculous amount of food, and no one wants to be last to get the plate

You will almost never be referred to by your program year. Each year has a stupid name, but firsties are almost always plebes (in the Navy, at least)

Everyone is very smart. Everyone can do math and robotics. You are Not Special.

There is a very specific stigma about being an academy kid once you get into the actual service. Going through officer training when you do Basic (in other words, never serving time as a footsoldier) paints a target on your back and marks you as smart but lacking in real-life experience. You will have to earn your Privates’ respect.

I am not kidding making the hazing and rituals SO BAD

Everything you own has your name written on it in sharpie because everyone has the same clothes and underwear and shoes and socks

Everything you own either smells and looks like a gym bag or is bleached, starched, and pressed to perfection

There ARE regulations for how you iron your uniform, and god can’t help you if you fuck it up

All the plebes are growing out their stupid haircuts

Everyone is a varsity athlete

No one likes the politicians’ kids. Everyone knows who actually deserves to be there.

Hazing

Thank you for your time. Go forth and fuck it up out there.

[nimata-beroya]

MY THOUGHTS on TBB 1x14 "WAR MANTLE"

After the end of the episode, I have none. No even one single thought except for constant screaming in my head. If I get to next Friday somewhat sane it'll be a miracle. However, these are my reactions to/thoughts of this amazing episode... (It's a long spoiler-full post)

I wonder who that is, if I know him. And if he's running is because he's a deserter which means his inhibitor chip is failing, which in turn means that the chip in all clones are degrading, including Cross'

Oh! Are those mastiffs?! I love those reptile dogs 🥺 but please don't eat that poor clone 😰

Oh! So if you get an indirect hit you don't get stunned completely. Hmm, interesting. Saving information for writing

Ugh! They got him. Boo!

Omg!! Omega imitating Hunter's knife flip with her thingy!! And Hunter watching her 🥺🥺🥰🥰

REX!!! You need help. Yes, of course, what do you need?

Hey! What are you up to Rex? Be careful! (since he appears in rebels later I know he's going to be ok but anyway)

That number doesn't tell me anything, Tech!! Who is that guy??!! I wanna know!

I agree with Wrecker, Echo got a point.

Eh, yeah, Tech also has a point, sorta

Omega wins! She has the biggest point. Give up Hunter, you're outnumbered. (I must say that I feel for him. 😩 The poor guy is so obsessed with protecting the family he has left —part of his guilt for leaving a brother behind— that he's terrified to lead them into danger even if it's for a good cause)

Echo's look at Hunter!! Aah!!

Cross! There you are! Peeps on Tumblr are going to be ecstatic to see you, as I am 🥰

Viable clones? Viable clones FOR WHAT??!! Damn it Rampart what the hell are you up to?

😣 I fear for those little cadets

Oh you got that right Lama Su, your days are numbered

Echo! 💚 "Rex trust him and I trust Rex"

Stormtrooper armor! Stormtroopers!! Stormtroopers!! Stormtroopers!! Stormtroopers!! Stormtroopers!!!!!!!!!!

A direct hit to the gut with Echo reminding Hunter about Skako Minor. I'm not ok, I am NOT ok 😭

Aww 🥺 wrecker and omega playing. "I'm thinking!" Oh my boy!! 😆😆

A 1000 tk troopers... Oh boy!

"Hey, newbie" 😮 Shouldn't be shiny? "That's captain traitor. Insubordinate pleeb." 🤣🤣 Hey, I know that voice... Gregor? Wolfe?!!

GREGOR!!! I knew it!!

"Only one way out. Out." 🤣🤣🤣

"Are you sure you know where you're going?"/" Hey! I'm the one who escaped here before"/"And you were captured"/"After I made it out." 🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂😂

"I thought you said you trained these guys"/"I didn't teach them everything. That wouldn't be smart, would it" 😂😂( You can't argue that )

Hunter: Number aren't everything

*elevator door opens**a battalion of troopers outside*

Me: you had to say it Hunter ugh

Awwww 🥺😰💔 Omega hugging Lula for comfort while pacing. (Honestly, I find no strange that she gets so worried for the batch when she's not with them during missions. We know she emulates Hunter in everything so, she over worries just like he does. Like father, like daughter)

Oh, my darling Wrecker 😆 "I'm sure they've got everything under control" yeah, that would be a negative

Gregor!!! Flashback to Rebels finale 😖😖 Nooooooooo! 😭😭

Omega piloting the ship!!

Oh kriff!! Krifff kriff kriff!! I have a bad feeling about this 😰😣

As always, very clever Omega. But the bad feeling continues 😰😣😣😭

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!! HUNTER!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Ouch!!! That's going to hurt in the morning 😣😣

Oh no! Gunky! Aaag!!

So, THAT'S the order they were going to follow 😣 I don't think many of us call that out. Gawd!! No! But I get it. It's live to fight another day. Kark!!

Omega pleading come back for Hunter 😭😭😭😭😭💔💔💔💔💔

"A scientist, I have use for. A politician, I do not. I'm afraid that your services are no longer needed" oops! I was wrong Lama Su. You didn't have your days numbered, just hours. But I can't say I will miss you. TBH, I thought who was going to die was Nala Se first

Oh god! Oh god! Oh god! Oh god! It's him, isn't it? Yep. Here he comes.

Oh, Cross!! 😣 "I was hoping for the whole squad but you'll do"

Ah! Dave Feloni. That explains it all.

One last observation: The animation and music were top-notch on this episode!!! Wow! Truly outstanding.

Now I'm truly scared for the last 2 episodes. Although, I don't think anyone (important) is going to die as many seem to be convinced. No Crosshair, nor Hunter are going to die in the first season. I can tell you that. In the future seasons, that's a whole new matter

[gudlyf]

Old Blood (Short Screenplay)

Well, I did not do well in the first round of the 2020 NYC Midnight Short Screenplay competition, with “A Taste Worth Savoring.” One point. Better than zero, sure, but still crummy. My only hope is that this one gets 15 points, and even then it’s a long shot.

Prompts: Genre: Horror Location: An amphitheater Object: Cider 48 hours, 5 pages

"A pair of fraternity alumni bemoan what has become of their Alpha Omega, as they attend the initiation of its latest pledge. The active membership see a different problem altogether, one to be remedied once and for all, tonight."

INT. FUNERAL HOME - DAY

Two caskets, flowers, mourning family. A YOUNG BOY (10), wearing a suit, a FRESH SCAR on his chin, and a tear-streaked face sits alone in a chair. Nearby, FATHER CLAYTON (30s) speaks softly to a MIDDLE-AGED COUPLE.

FATHER CLAYTON

With every end comes a new beginning. They are with God now. One can only pray that the sad and unfortunate horrors that put them there will come to an end as a result of this, and leave the innocent among us in peace.

In the young boy's eyes, sadness becomes determination, and rage.

FATHER CLAYTON (O.C.)

(Trailing off)

Justice comes in many forms. I and the young brethren at the college will pray for ...

FADE TO:

EXT. WOODED PATH - FALL - NIGHT

GEORGE and ED (both 50s and overweight) huff along a dark, wooded path on a moonlit night, breath showing in the cold air. Both are squeezed into tattered fraternity letter jackets, Alpha Omega, their faces painted like skulls.

George takes a tentative sip from a bottle of alcoholic cider. Ed's hand enters frame and slaps the bottle from Frank's, sending it airborne.

ED

Jesus, G. Why you drinking that pussy shit?

GEORGE

It's all Christine will let me keep in the house. Better than nothing.

Ed eyes George as he takes a long pull from a pocket flask.

ED

No. No, it is not better than nothing. Here, I'm already fucked up.

Ed shoves the flask into George's chest. George accepts it, takes a sip, winces, coughs.

GEORGE

Where the hell is everyone?

ED

Probably up ahead with the pledge. I think they changed up how this works since we were active.

GEORGE

The school turned all religious and shit, hasn't recognized Greeks for years. So I guess they can do whatever the hell they want.

Ed scoffs.

ED

Not like that stopped us before. I hear it's a goddamn dry campus too. Shit. Poor bastards.

(Beat)

We the only alumni tonight?

GEORGE

Dunno. I guess. Sully fell off the face of the earth, MIA. Same with Pauly, Brian ... And you heard about Clem.

ED

Shit. Clem, yeah. His son Charlie was in the car too.

GEORGE

His own fault. He never learned to drive after a few measly tequila shots. Same thing with Gerry. Idiot left Mook's wedding, out of his mind, mowed down that kid and old couple. Gotta practice before driving that wasted. Now he's got twenty years left out of his thirty to serve.

ED

And Eric, slamming into that teacher. Mrs. Sutton, I think, right? Killed her. Stupid prick.

(Beat)

Hey wasn't Mook at last year's initiation? I couldn't make it until this year.

GEORGE

Same here. He said he was going, though, yeah. Never heard how it went.

George takes another drink from the flask, coughs.

GEORGE (CONT'D)

Guess we're a dying breed, you and me. If the booze itself doesn't kill us.

EXT. SMALL CLEARING - NIGHT

The two men emerge from the woods. In the clearing's center is a small, old, stone amphitheater, set into the ground. A HOODED PERSON is seated in a chair in the center of the amphitheater, a black, cloth sheet covering their head and upper half of their body. No one else is present.

GEORGE

What, just one pledge?

ED

This is pathetic. They gotta get their numbers up or there'll be no one left.

GEORGE

Alright, so what now?

Ed produces a paper note from a pocket.

ED

Invite says wear letters, skull-face, come to the initiation spot. That's it. So where the hell is everyone?

GEORGE

(Calling out)

Alpha Omegas! Come out! Let's get this show on the road!

Only the wind and skittering leaves.

ED

Oh fuck this, let's just get started. You remember how it goes.

GEORGE

Yeah, but I really gotta take a piss. You go on ahead. I'll be right back.

Ed stumbles into the amphitheater, rubbing his hands together, as George heads back into the woods a bit, back turned.

ED

Alright, pledge ...

EXT. WOODED PATH - NIGHT - MOMENTS LATER

George finishes, zips up, turns back toward the ...

EXT. CLEARING - NIGHT

George approaches the amphitheater, confused. A hooded person remains in the chair, but Ed can't be seen.

GEORGE

(Calling out)

Yo, Ed! Where'd you go off to?

Twigs SNAP from the treeline. George wheels about to see nothing, as MOANING and WEEPING come from the person in the chair. George grins.

GEORGE

What the hell are you whimpering about? Huh, pleeb? Had enough of Brother Ed?

George enters the amphitheater, takes a long swig from Ed's flask. WEEPING continues.

GEORGE

Damn. One fucking pledge, and he's a blubbering pussy.

The whimpering becomes a GURGLING sound, then falls silent. George looks down to see a large, dark wet spot appearing on the seated person's lap. George laughs.

GEORGE

Holy shit, are you seriously pissing yourself right now?

Steam rises as the wet spot continues to grow, then down the person's pant legs. Confused, George watches as the pants become completely dark with wetness. A drip from a pant cuff onto the amphitheater floor, where the wetness remains dark. George bends for a closer look, sniffs the air, then dabs a finger into the puddle forming on the floor. In the moonlight, we see it is crimson. George stands slowly, pulls the sheet from the seated person's head.

It's Ed, motionless and silent, his throat slit ear-to-ear.

Before George can react, the blade of a large knife bursts through his chest from behind. Blood pours from his mouth as he gurgles and collapses into a heap on the floor. Standing there is a young PLEDGE (18), looking nervous but triumphant.

From the woods, FOOTFALLS, SNAPPING TWIGS. About thirty FRATERNITY BROTHERS enter the clearing. Their leader, ALPHA (20) enters the amphitheater. He has a familiar OLD SCAR on his chin. He picks up the dropped flask from the floor.

ALPHA

Two in one night. Well done. You should be proud.

(Louder)

We should all be proud! But this was the last of them. The last of the old ways. Now their legacy will no longer threaten the lives of current and future generations of our brotherhood, tainting the Alpha Omegas and what we stand for! Their deaths have helped ensure the safety of the pure and innocent. And with them goes the poison that sustained their kind for so long.

Alpha pours out the contents of the flask into the puddles of blood on the floor.

ALPHA

(Softly)

For you Gramma, Grampa. Charlie.

PLEDGE

(Softly)

Mom.

The last drops of alcohol fall, as does the flask. Father Clayton (now 40s) steps from the gathering of young men, up beside the pledge, placing a hand on his shoulder.

FATHER CLAYTON

Welcome to Alpha Omega, Brother Sutton.

Alpha and the surrounding crowd of brothers cheer into the night.

FADE TO BLACK

[intothespideyverses]

Riverdale Parents

ok since it seems like all the parents of riverdale grew up together, i think itd be interesting to think of how they all were in high school betty's mom: evil bitch that ruined lives for fun. nosy as H E L L and part of the school newspaper. slutshamed literally everyone cause she "wasnt like other girls~~", highkey satan. would throw a tantrum if she got less than a 95 on a test, and would threaten teachers if the grade wasnt corrected. she was student council treasurer but wanted president or at least vp, but couldnt get elected to either bc no one liked her weird ass. would crash parties and destroy them bc she was mad she wasnt invited. friends: fred...for a time...before some sorta falling out enemies: boy where does one even begin betty's dad: fought cheryls dad outside behind the dumpsters every day. was the waterboy for the football team. would steal from teachers for the fun of it. probably a furry lbr friends: idk coach clayton?? enemies: only cheryls dad cheryl's mom: queen bitch. probably a theater kid who paid the director to be the lead every time. actually evil, like genuinely demonic. went to europe every summer and would somehow come back with the worst sunburn lmao, but she would lie and act like she was fine. ghost fucker who would make up stories about parts of the school being haunted to scare freshmen. threw sleepovers that people would leave mentally and emotionally scarred. DEFINITELY into hentai. friends: she doesnt believe in companionship so enemies: All cheryl's dad: sadistic hoe. fucked up bettys dad on the regular. a history geek that was probably into hentai too. friends: nah enemies: the world veronica's mom: sweetheart that was somehow always at the center of drama. never directly fucked with anyone but if provoked would start literal fires. was probably a model for some juniors magazine and everyone was jealous as fuck. omg if any of u watched seasons 6-9 of degrassi she was basically mia. friends: fred, josies mom, fucked jugheads dad once enemies: bettys mom, cheryls mom fr*d: boring, stayed out of trouble, fucked chainsaws friends: jugheads dad, veronicas mom, basically everyone cause he didnt bother nobody enemies: none rly jughead's Zaddy: stayed broke but always turned down friends' favors to buy him lunch, wore eyeliner, HOT as SHIT, drove a motorcycle to school, talked back to teachers all the time, and um thats it idk we havent seen him much but 👅👅👀 friends: archies dad, fucked ronnie's mom once enemies: literally everyone else josie's dad: unironically called everyone pleebs, pretentious as FUCC, turned down parties he was never even invited to, lowkey an ankh? probably. aced all his classes except math. quit marching band bc he got into too many fights with the band director. got a scolarship to juillard. basically the kid who would remind the teacher that there was homework. bet he was fine asf tho especially when reciting some langston hughes friends: none lol except josies mom enemies: anything mainstream josie's mom: SNAKE!!! teacher's pet by day, schemer by night. student class president, honor roll, AND probably apart of 3 different honor societies. but when she wasnt about them books she was in the halls causing drama behind the scenes. no one ever suspected her, and even if they did, no teacher would believe that Goody Two Shoes Josie's Mom was lowkey a demon 🐍 friends: everyone but especially veronicas mom enemies: shes so sneaky that her enemies dont even know theyre her enemies coach clayton: sports hoe. captain of All Teams Ever. too nice to have beef w anyone but cheryls dad probably creeped him out. probably homecoming king for 3 years straight. chad from hsm basically friends: all except cheryls dad lol enemies: none sheriff keller: the kid who ate glue friends: N/A enemies: the janitor

[cobrienba1a]

Character Idea Sketchbook

In my sketchbook, I have been running through ideas using shapes, silhouettes and fully developed sketches to reach my cast of characters. 

These are my silhouettes, it was hard trying to think of shapes and sizes for these pieces but I referred back to the method of creating lots of exclamation mark variations and turning those into characters. There were some designs that stood out to me which is good because I would later be making iterations of these concepts. 

I then moved onto the heads, to do this, I ripped apart coloured paper and stuck them into my sketchbook using a glue stick. Then I tried to find the face shapes on these bits of paper and see what comes to mind. I made quite a few designs for the faces and tried to be different each time so I could really explore the range of characters.

These are the bodies that I created by getting the ripped pieces of paper and combining the ones that differed the most to make interesting body shapes. It was a lot harder to figure out how to do since instead of a face, I was thinking of an entire fleshed out character, so I had to think long and hard before I stuck anything down.

Archetypes

After this, I was ready to start combing all of these ideas into character designs and iterations

This is the shadow of the story, my first design, I named him Lord Pleeb, I wanted this villain to have a comical charm to him, whilst still retaining an intimidating and evil vibe. His weakness is his true nature, a wiggly alien underneath his giant intimidating armor and if he were to lose his armor, he would most certainly perish. I gave him a very triangular shape language, with the symbols basically being his silhouette, you can see that he is just made up of triangles. 

I was going to have his arms exposed, but I decided to give him spikey feet and gloves just to give a sense that he’s really trying to hide his weakness and gives him a vulnerability that the hero is oblivious to. I then went to give him spikes on his gloves, but I thought that was a little bit ‘overkill’ so I just kept the original design for the gloves. 

I wanted the hero to rival the villain in strength, so I made him extremely muscly also. Although his mesomorphic stature resembles a triangle, I wanted to give him lots of square-like features, to give him a strong- heroic portrayal. He has broad shoulders and a big, defined chest, but I made sure to make his legs smaller so the audience pays more attention to his upper body strength to view him more as a superhero type, rather than a body-builder. 

I went through many clothing designs since I wasn’t satisfied with the complete superhero cape and suit, however I wanted to retain some of its qualities, I wanted a Sci-Fi look to him, so I still kept the superhero vibe with the posture and mask but added things like shoulder pads and a space gun to give it more of a space adventure vibe. 

His personality is very cocky, naive and very excitable. He has a Johnny Bravo crossed with Buzz Lightyear personality which will make our hero into a hulking but loveable idiot. Which is why I named him Captain Dingus. Not one to take seriously but when push comes to shove, his facial expression can change to this really intimidating anti-hero look which was inspired by Batman. This gives a dynamic shift to the character that I could keep traversing. 

The next archetypes I visited were the ally and the mentor.

The ally is meant to be an extremely emotionless, average-Joe, that was designed to ground the hero’s over-excitable nature with an extremely monotone personality which is entirely for comedic purpose. complimented with the unorthodox outfit that suggests that he is either comfortable in the suit or he drew the short straw in the costume selection process. I also wanted to make him the hero’s roommate, to give a pre-established friendship, suggesting that they care for each other, but are still very different people. He’s the introvert to the hero’s extrovert personality, always getting dragged into Captain Dingus’s shenanigans and not finding it very fun. 

He has a very non-threatening character design with his circular shape language and his lack of any anger or sharp edges which make him pose a threat. But the twist is that he is stronger than most opponents in the galaxy and given the chance, will most likely wipe the floor with Lord Pleeb, he’s just never in the same room or is leaving the fighting to the hero as he doesn’t enjoy conflict.

The mentor is there to give guidance to the hero, he aids the hero with moral choices and also in training the hero to become fit and strong. He is not a relative to the hero, but an experienced Landlord that is connected with the heroes past. Though the mentor has a very miserable and grouchy chip on his shoulder, he has a care for the hero deep down which is what motivates him to watch over him.

His name is Mr. Krank, which fits well with his personality. He’s got a triangle face to show his constant miserable ways, as well as a really bad posture caused by his oversized hands in proportion to his body, but still is very strong which helps when training an intergalactic superhero.

This is my shapeshifter/trickster character, I liked my earlier design that included a friendly fave on the end of the real characters face, sporting a hat and full suit to hide his nature. I named this character “Mr.Chief" to play on the words “mischief”. No one really knows if he has good or bad tendencies, when it seems most that he’ll pick sides based on whatever/, however, he feels on that day, he just wants to see how the scenario plays out so he could either help the heroes or betray them to serve as a catalyst.

The suit and Fedora both have a mysterious vibe to him, no one can really track him down, he just shows up. His clothing has later been developed to look like a 1920s mob boss suit, this gives intimidation and powerful vibes. He got this suit idea from observing planet earth (despite being an alien) and come to like this kind of attire. 

Overall, I feel like I have successfully created my cast of characters and believe that I would be able to create a cast model diagram to show the sizes, proportions and shape designs of all these characters. 

[planet-inanity-blog]

Psychobarf #3

Elemental agitation, my dear friend, is what the REBUS wants us to believe. Eye for an I and a tooth for a mouth and each part becomes a whole lot of nonsense. Catapults are cool. Trebuchets are better. But only in the winter when they can really whip it out and freeze it to the side of a pole. Litter maniacs, my new cat show on TBS and the star is a giant piece of caramel pie. Too sticky for most people, but NOT too sticky for the pope. He puts his hat in it and licks it. Sure, he’s an old guy, but he’ll never be a woman. Really, I’m serious. This crusty buzz word is about all they can taste. Archetypes make my world go round on a saucer. Why round? Why not savage and sensual and everything in between an acorn’s navel? A squirrel can’t be too careful when it’s crossing the road. Sometimes there’s a neat light, and sure, it’s good to follow it, but watch where the critter prints are, and maybe try to be a good animal and tell the others they can’t bark like dingus dog. A hoboken, too big, too angular. Mecha arms and a big 3D chain and mace that’s got these teeth that don’t make sense. Why put it up there? Can’t the jokers pleeb the rebus themselves? Sheeple with neck beards turn around and bite their fathers. Twice. Ankle deep in clunge, my dear friend, can’t be all that negligent. You might catch a cold standing outside like that and the rebus wouldn’t like that. A chair just means a chair. An apple an apple pie. But with one of those little spy dishes as a condiment. Ever thought of the reason nuts are so hard to prattle on about? They prattle by themselves down to the police station, those fucking narcs. Cashews can lick themselves for all I care. A pizza is a pizza box. A tree is an aphid. A sky bird is a dirt devil is a leaky faucet. Clog it with pubes and don’t think twice about my rebus problems, dear friend. Accidents can happen to every darkwad saber priest that wants to do a little dance with their cherub arms. Fat little suckers. Adhere to anything but you have to wipe it down with grain alcohol before. And buy the pie for the school carnival. A trash can is a large spoof. A nectarine has a pit that looks like a crusty tool book. A pram pushes itself for the Miami Dolphins past about 11:30 PM. And that, my dear friend, is elementary mayfly whip sauce.

[thoroughly-perturbed]

Lot of Feels#1-Sunday 7/2/17

So because no one reads this anyway, I’m gonna start using this as a platform for journaling my thoughts and feelings, since I hate writing things by hand and don’t really want to have a bunch of docs sitting around my computer. I’ve already shared p vulnerable shit on here so it doesnt matter. Im sure whoever doesnt want to read this will scroll past it easily.

Still havent spoken to my foster mom about insurance issues and getting her involved in my relationship with my psychiatrist, and tbh I dont wanna. its always one of those things i just dread doing each time I have to talk to her about shit like this, and I know she wont initiate the conversation unless its for some practical reason, like she needs me to do something. Otherwise its just awk radio silence, which always puts me in a shitty, dead-feeling place.

Still hating work, even tho I just started- the job itself isnt too bad, it’s just that its 1) mindless work with no meaning, 2) im alone for most of the shift and have to watch my coworkers leave for the day, 3) the commute is long and sucks and im never gonna be able to learn to fucking drive, 4) you dont need a college degree to do it, so I feel like im definitely not getting my degree’s worth, at least at this point. (its a BSW so its technically not worth shit anyway, but still- I want to be in a position where a bachelor’s is a requirement. Just a goal of mine). But, it’s an OK amount of money for now and I have health insurance (which im BEYOND blessed to have rn), so I need to keep focusing on that as I wade through the monotonous routine of sleeping, going to work, coming back, being a worthless slob in my room, and then going back to work again. Its just an awful existence that Im not gonna be able to do long term.

Still lonely, still dont have many reliable friends in the area. I have some plans on July 4th bc i actually have the day off (first one since Memorial day, which for me has been a while). Hopefully they’ll want to go see fireworks with me, seeing as I cant drive to go see them and the buses arent running.

Still fat and probably pretty unhealthy (tho i know that my fatness doesnt = unhealthy, but I think in my case its contributing to it). Got Nexplanon in my arm last week and thank god its not hurting anymore. Great for when I decide to bury my feelings in meaningless, bad sex just to prove to myself that i can separate emotions from sex.  

Wanted to go back to my home state next month when I actually have some time off, but my foster family is going to florida the only weekend i can be there (not that I think my foster mom wants me to come back atm) so I need to make plans for that weekend- maybe if I can dig out the free night I have in Mystic CT (i kno its super fucking random but I got it for Christmas from work so I’ll take it) i’ll just do that. Maybe go to Boston for a day, who knows. Whatever I do I’ll be alone so it doesnt really fucking matter.

Things on my mind that I need to do- get someone to manage my meds up here (so call someone I was referred to), go to the bank and open up a savings account to save for driving school bc thats my only option at this point for MAYBE getting my license (still need a damn car to take the test in, but details). oh and I guess go to synagogue or a spiritual institution that maybe gives me a reason not to want to die for an hour.

Thats all for today-I’ll try to do one of these at least once a day, just to keep up with something.

Oh and Trump sucks and is fucking pleeb child in my eyes, just as a daily reminder.