#that is borderline a negligent use of resources

[a-god-in-ruins-rises]

lot of morons on this website don't understand the concept of resource allocation.

[iamafanofcartoons]

Why Ironwood’s actions made him a villain, and Team RWBY’s actions made them heroes.

Let’s go into some perspective about why Ironwood + his regime, and not Team RWBY, was the actual “worse than salem” group. And why Team RWBY are the heroes, and Ironwood and his regime the antagonists.

Let’s turn back the clock to before James threatened to nuke Mantle or blackmail Penny into helping him, and shot down planes that would carry people to safety.

“He genuinely offered all his resources to Team RWBY and co to maximize all the chances of them getting better and winning.” While squeezing Mantle dry.

Pre-V8 he still was authoritarian militarist, who locked down Atlas and Mantle, crippling its trade and defense capabilities of other regions, which led to a lot of people left to starve or die to Grimm, and he was also squeezing Mantle dry on top of it with a blatant disregard to its safety, and only giving it token "support", while his Huntsmen were more concerned with arresting people protecting Mantle, than helping them fight back Grimm.

Mantle was dying in volume 7, and it was all James’ fault, and critics were demanding that after Ironwood squeezed and bled Mantle dry, that Atlas abandon Mantle.

The writing is on the wall, but people are so focused on how he treated RWBY and co that they completely miss (ironically, unlike RWBY and co themselves, as it was their major concern) how he treats literally everyone else.

Of course he would treat them well, they are a very useful asset! Unlike people of Mantle, who could die in a ditch for all he cares.

That's not to say that he wants them dead, of course... he just doesn't care about them. He doesn't care about the people he's sworn to protect.

“ For Mantle, the entire point of the Huntsmen down there was to secure it and cover for the lack of resources. “

Lack of resources he himself created, funneling every drop of dust to his pet project.

James was always a borderline dictator. And he could pretty much brow-beat the Council to do what he needs, seeing how he held two seats out of five, and one was vacant.

“But James isn’t authoritarian!”

Authoritarian: Favoring or enforcing strict obedience to authority at the expense of personal freedom.

“But Ironwood was trying to prevent invasion of Salem’s agents”

They infiltrated Atlas through Mantle, by means of using outdated security. With Watts even explicitly pointing out that Atlas got the shiny upgrades, but no one cared to get them to Mantle. And Cinder and Neo still got in. Ironwood failed spectacularly. As he always does.

People were losing their jobs and their living because of lockdown, and those who kept theirs, were working in harsh conditions. Grimm regularly invaded Mantle. People couldn't even get their children to schools without Huntsmen protecting them.

“Its for the greater good”

I just don't see any merit in humoring ideas that treat people as expendable pieces on the path to some lofty goal. "Some of you may die, but it's a sacrifice I'm willing to make" logic is the logic of villains.

“Ironwood employed Penny and the robots, that shows he cares!”

The robots were shown to be like Star Wars Movie stormtroopers in terms of effectiveness, and Star Trek Redshirts in terms of survivability.

Also, not caring for someone implies not giving any thought to their problems, and in this particular case those problems were directly or indirectly created by Ironwood's actions or negligence. Sending Penny down there is a band-aid, an illusion of action. Also he was running her 24/7, having girl do the job of an entire military and her sole energy source and repairs comes from her dying father, who’s also being run ragged on Jimmy’s project.

“But Team RWBY used the satellite?”

Should we just discard the progress, if it was made by amoral means? Or should we rather use it, to at least in some way honor those who suffered for it?

“But Ironwood didn’t commit murder till he shot Oscar”

Murder is not the only weapon in dictatorship's arsenal. There’s media control and forbidding public functions and mass gatherings, which Ironwood did in the first episode of V7. There’s also banning weapons unless you’re in the dictator’s private army, which Clover literally confirmed in the 2nd episode, even ignoring Qrow’s license.

“Influential people aren't simply council members. People with money and connection need to receive privileges in exchange for services they may provide. That's how politics work. “

And yet, he literally SINGLEHANDEDLY LOCKED DOWN ATLAS. And neither other council members, nor other "influential people", represented in a show by Jacques, could stop him, despite it hurting their bottom lines. Whoops.

“ Y'all keep forgetting what being a soldier/military man entails. You obey your superior without question. That's not authoritarian, that's how any self-respecting army functions. “

Huntsmen aren’t supposed to be soldiers, they’re warriors who act with a code and serve society, not a general who treats everything like a contest of measuring “GLYNDA!”

Ironwood privatized the Huntsmen System, thus preventing Atlas Huntsmen from serving society, with the exception of the Happy Huntresses, who Clover called “Worse than Grimm” to Qrow. Imagine that defying Ironwood makes you worse than Grimm? Apparently that’s all it took for Robyn Haters.

Speaking of Clover...obeying orders without question? You mean like how Clover decided to defend Ironwood’s decision to abandon Mantle, try to arrest Qrow, and completely disregard the mission to capture Tyrian because “Good soldiers follow orders?” Then the Qrow vs Tyrian vs Clover fight makes sense. Tyrian wanted to cause chaos, Qrow wanted to stop Ironwood and Tyrian, and Clover wanted to obey Ironwood’s orders without question. Qrow made the mistake of thinking that Tyrian, who had never lied before, had meant that “putting the kid to bed” simply meant incapacitating Clover, not killing Clover. Meanwhile Clover had no problem arresting anyone who wasn’t licensed by Ironwood or carrying weapons that weren’t part of Ironwood’s army. I guess Clover did die as he lived...not a huntsmen, but a soldier.

“ Unless they showed someone's corpse or Team RWBY looking at beggars, there wasn't any sign of famine or death as you mention. The most there was is extra security and frequent robot patrols. “

Just because there are no corpses lying around on the streets, doesn't mean that people aren't suffering. A lot of the times their suffering goes unseen. You can't deny that Mantle looks like a mix of cyberpunk slum and depressive post-USSR Eastern Europe city. That's enough to make an educated guess about the state of the city and its inhabitants.

Just because Ironwood sacrifices some things, doesn't give him the right to sacrifice something he doesn't own - namely, other people.

Watts of all people called Jimmy out on neglecting Mantle's security. Aside from that, how did he help Mantle aside from sending a few Huntsmen there, which is, again, a band-aid, and an illusion of action?

“Ironwood trusted them like he trusted Ozpin” Remember what he did to Ozpin in V2. You know, the whole going behind his “Friend’s” back to get Ozpin, Salem’s chief nemesis and founder of the schools, fired? And also putting Penny in the Vytal Tournament despite nobody allowing it if they knew she was an android? This is the same guy who talked about trust? Ironwood is a hypocrite because he loves to talk about trust while betraying everyone else’s.

Remember the episode “Sparks?”

Unrest doesn't happen like *snap* and everything blows up. Tension grows gradually and usually goes unnoticed, until it's at the point when a slightest spark is enough to ignite the situation. What Jacques and Watts did was that spark, but the groundwork was laid by Ironwood's actions raising the tension between Mantle and Atlas. And that growing unrest could be seen as far back as e1 of that volume - specifically, in the drunk racist and Forest.

“Ironwood didn’t expect Watts to be alive!”

Someone broke through a military grade cyber security and caused all Atlesian robots and mechs to go "Execute Order 66″  on people. Whether or not it was Watts is irrelevant, because it's a known (to Ironwood) fact that there's someone capable of doing it*.* You don't need a hindsight to account for it, just a regular sight and basic common sense. Which Ironwood has none. That Ironwood, knowing this, only went as far as updating the infrastructure in Atlas, but not in Mantle, is not just negligence, it's a sabotage of his own goals.

The fact is that Ironwood's methods revealed his disregard for people with whom his goals don't align.

“Ironwood was to take drastic actions! There needed to be sacrifices"

The sacrifices began when he locked down Atlas and Mantle. They were just incidental, a product of ignorance and negligence.

“Atlas was the mightiest military” Name one battle they won that didn’t involve Team RWBY’s help?

Their ships could barely fire upon some giant worms, and had not been updated since the great war, causing them only to be able to effectively fire single laser shots against other ships.

An elite huntsmen can take out tons of weaker grimm. And Ironwood’s ships were useless against grimm as well. The paladins could work...yes.But they had a nasty habit of being stolen or hacked...which was again, ironwood’s fault.

“Qrow was willing to trust Ironwood!”

Even though Qrow told them in V6 that they should ask Ironwood for help, by the time the team actually met Ironwood, Qrow had changed his position to not talking to him. Sound familiar? Something Lionhart?

Ironwood didn't take defensive measures against Salem's forces. We see in the very first episode that whatever Ironwood is doing to keep Salem's forces out of Mantle isn't working.

We learned in episode 2 that he was not only aware of his actions having literally the exact opposite effect of what he was promising the people of Mantle, but he also accepted that.

Even before the main cast met Ironwood, they knew he either had no idea what he was doing, or he wasn't on their side any more. They didn't know which it was, but they already knew they couldn't count on him.

The grand sum of Ironwood’s character is:

“I can tolerate leaving thousands of innocents to die for some vague concept of the great good, but I draw the line at insubordination and lying.”

“But Ruby and Yang were being hypocritical in going behind Ozpin’s back!” A huge part of volume 7 was that Ruby realized that Ozpin was ultimately morally grey, and morally grey I mean his actions he took while thinking of other people. Selfishness is the complete opposite of morally grey, which instantly disqualifies Raven Branwen (mass murderer and thief), Adam Branwen (Mass murderer and terrorist), and Roman Torchwick. (Thief, murderer, and racist) from ever being qualified as morally ambiguous. As a result, Ruby ends up acknowledging Ozpin’s points, and even starts working with him again in V8. Yang on the other hand was agreeing with Blake’s points during the cargo truck ride and decided to go: “Hey Robyn, I know jimmy is oppressing your people and your actions against him are valid, but he’s trying to restore global communications for the greater good and his ‘protector of mantle’ didn’t actually kill your constituents, so if you could please stop taking back what’s yours, James will eventually repair mantle.”

And Robyn went: Okay.

Yang and Blake got Robyn to be willing to compromise with Ironwood, something Ironwood cannot do himself, and something he is incapable of getting people to do unless he abuses his military and political power, which he does on a regular basis.

“But Robyn was a terrorist who sabotaged the project!”

She was taking back the supplies that were meant for Mantle, that Ironwood was stealing from Mantle, for his personal project that was done without the council’s authority. She was giving those supplies back to the people of Mantle. Which emboldened the suppliers of Mantle in giving them hope that they could pressure Ironwood to repair Mantle’s defenses. Ironwood’s response? Call the entire city of Mantle “A few cityblocks”

“Robyn’s outfit and equipment was ridiculous compared to Ironwood’s military”

Yeah, when you’re in a city that’s poorer than Vacuo and oppressed by a small-minded man with a giant ego, you don’t tend to have access to the best equipment, clothes, etc. Not to mention that unlike Vacuo, Huntsmen aren’t allowed to protect people in Atlas unless they’re part of Ironwood’s private army.

“Team RWBY were selfish, Ruby is acting just like Roman!”

Lying to save lives and prevent human extinction is not the same as lying for your own self interest. When the gang steal and airship to get into Atlas, it isn’t an evil thing. They are doing it so they can save lives and protect innocent people. The good guys make sacrifices when they have to, where there is absolutely no other choice. Ironwood would sacrifice anything he could to protect his people, you can debate whether or not he’s a true villain, but he goes to far. Sacrifice isn’t a last resort for him, he believes it is. But most villains believe they’re on the right side. This is why most “Rewrites” that try to “Fix” Roman, Adam , or Ironwood go out of their way to rewrite the plot and characters to try to claim that the Villains are in the right, and to shame any female characters who stand in their way. The both the White fang and the good side use violence. But the white fang use violence and seek division and persecution as vengeance for their own struggles. Ultimately, through salem’s manipulation, they divide the intelligent creatures of Remnant. They attack hurt innocent people to further their own goals. The good guys use violence so that violence can be ended. Remind you of anyone? Cough cough, Batman! The sin of the cynic is acting purely in self-interest. Torchwick's line of "lie, cheat, steal and survive" refers to putting his needs first and foremost. It's not the same as resorting to desperate methods to save lives. Like, Jaune cheating his way into Beacon is motivated by self-interest, but his idea to steal an airship in V6 was motivated by keeping others safe. He isn't proving Torchwick's ideals are right in the latter instance, it's quite the opposite. Same with Ruby.

I'm not sure how people can say that Ironwood was proven right when we are shown that there were ways to save the people of Mantle. It's not even a one-time thing either, he thought that he had to keep forcing Mantle to make sacrifices but it turns out it was completely possible to make a compromise with them.

And if we're going to be completely honest it's Ironwood's refusal to compromise that's the biggest factor regarding Atlas's fate. For example, Neo was able to steal the lamp because his soldiers unintentionally gave her the opportunity and a way to escape. It's what led to Robyn acting the way she did on the plane and everything involving Penny was because of him.

Frankly, the only point I can give critics is the white Fang and it's only because the series so horrifically failed to demonstrate the difference between Sienna and Adam.

“But Ironwood was prepared to compromise with Robyn”

He wanted to have her taken into custody 1st and only then was he going to "negotiate," with her... I don't think I need to explain how this is not under any circumstances an actual compromise.

The actual compromise between Ironwood and Mantle took place in the Schnee Manor and that was entirely thanks to Blake, Yang, and sadly Jacques. And that was a compromise that he broke mere hours later when he decided to completely unnecessarily abandon them all to die... A decision he made without seeking any advice and then straight up threatened the people who dared question him on it.

“Sleet: The fact of the matter is, you've operated with a fair amount of autonomy for the past few years, James. But we need now is for you to work with us “

So Ironwood disrespected his peers and did whatever he wanted, and when called out on it, refused to listen to his colleagues, his equals.

A person arrested and completely at James’ mercy ISNT really a negotiating.

“I can either throw you in jail for the rest of your life OR you can agree to work under me, under my terms and conditions.”

What a “””negotiation.“”” Much fair.

“But Ruby is the villain in the trolley scenario!” If the Trolley is the floating city of Atlas, then the people of Mantle are the ones lashed to the tracks, and Ironwood put them there. Salem is coming up behind the Trolley, and Ironwood wants to bulldoze over the Mantle people. Ruby and the Gang want to get the people on board, but Ironwood refuses to let them on. To the point where he will do anything to prove he’s right and somebody is wrong. Ironwood is literally the man who cuts off his nose to spite his face. So Ruby and Crew use Ambrosius to get everyone to a new destination.

“Ruby and crew destroyed Atlas!” According to Cinder, RWBY saved thousands. And if  you think an infrastructure is what makes a kingdom, then you forget that a kingdom is nothing without living breathing people, who live in Atlas, who have made it to Vacuo, and while Vacuo is about as xenophobic as Atlas, they put power in the people, and everyone there works together for the common society. Aka, the greater good. The people of Atlas can do good for each other, when Ironwood isn’t sabotaging everything.

“Ruby sabotaged Ironwood’s broadcast!” Ironwood’s broadcast was “Hey world, I want you to ignore every bad thing I’ve done and every red flag I’ve given off because there’s a greater evil in the world, and I want you to let me use my army that failed to protect everyone into your borders just like I forcibly brought my army into the Vytal Peace festival. I promise I won’t do anything behind your backs like use your events for weapon testing of the human soul like I did back then?

What was Ruby’s Speech? “Hi Everyone, I’m a Huntress, my job is to help you all. Listen, Atlas is under attack by the same bad person that brought down Beacon. We’re all in the same mess. Yeah, she can’t be killed, but everyone working together has been able to stop her the past 80 years, and if we all work together again, we can do it again. Here’s some people you can trust to validate the info, but Ironwood can’t be trusted because of all his actions in the past and his red flags. I believe in you all, because you all can do incredible things, and together everyone can stop Salem”

So Ruby was trying to unite humanity, give EVERYONE the hope and strength to work together and fight Salem, and stop Ironwood from getting too big for his britches.

Ruby was not being a savior, Ironwood was trying to act like he was. Ruby was trying to make humans and faunus alike the saviors. Power of the People.

“Ironwood is a battle-hardened experienced general!” Remnant had been at peace for 80 years, the only conflict was Grimm and the White Fang. And Adam represented the main bad people out there...in Vale. So Ironwood basically used a display of military bravado for everything (Glynda’s words) and people think that’s battle experience? If that’s the case, then Team RWBY and JNPR have loads of experience both on Ironwood in terms of tactics, and on the Ace Ops in terms of combat. Oh wait! THEY DO! That explains why Ironwood fails so spectacularly against Salem and her agents tactics till Team RWBY comes along to help, and why Team RWBY can defeat the Ace Ops.

”He was completely different back in volumes 2-3!″

Why did people look at Adam Taurus, a wannabe edgelord who tried to murder innocent passengers on a train....and then people decided to defend his every action? Claiming Adam was “misunderstood?” What, like Vergil from Devil May Cry, who murdered innocent people for power and had no problem unleashing monsters onto civilians, just like Adam did in Volume 3?

Why did people look at Ironwood, who brought a war fleet to a international peace conference, got screamed at for his warmongering by the Assistant Headmaster who kept her voice relatively level even against team rwby’s food fight, got the headmaster fired for not obeying Jimmy, and used the conference to conduct weaponization of the human soul projects....and claim he was a savior?

So yeah...Ironwood was cool, had drip, had charisma, had good intentions. But his actions spoke louder than his words. Sadly people only listened to his words. Must be his Messiah Complex.

[makingspiritualityreal]

Which planet is Ketu most compatible with?

Ketu is very temperamental due to its nature of non attachment and negligence relative to its house placement, alternated with borderline obsession. Because these states are so contrasting, the result creates chaos between compulsion and nihilism.

Since Ketu doesn’t attach to anything in a traditional, balanced way, you may interrupt, push out or even destroy any results of the significance of where your Ketu is located, but you can also manifest it all again very easily…and you will, as with destruction comes the inevitable pull back into obsessive looking for reassurance and security in matters of Ketu house, as we compulsively look back to see it is still available to us.

Jupiter saves Ketu, because its Sattvic Nature soothes Ketu with an “everything is ok” mentality, thus providing forgiveness for Ketu’s volatility and calming it down. It gives Ketu hope and endless energetic resources for renewal.

But it is Venus who is Ketu’s strongest ally, as its fiery determination and focus on achieving the desired result trains Ketu into obedience, taming it and channeling its fire towards creation and transforming chaos into passion, igniting a spark of genius and giving it a productive form.

[theyareweird]

Helluva Boss: Blitzo —Aesthetic

Blitzø's Character & Personality

Blitzø is the founder and manager of I.M.P. Focused on his company's success, he prides himself on being a professional businessman. Yet, Blitzø has a shortsighted ego which makes him terrible at running a legitimate business. He's often immature, selfish and disrespectful among his employees. Additionally, Blitzø is a murder expert and a borderline sadist with his victims. He's perfectly fine with committing the most brutal murders, specifically against children if there's no fuss about it. Blitzø has a twisted thought of what a family is when it comes to work. By comparing his employees to a (dysfunctional) family, he likens the issues the company faces to family problems which can be solved if everyone works together, but not necessarily respect each other. In reality, Blitzø uses this analogy as an excuse to justify his negligent behaviour. He also has a theatrical side, as he loves music and jingle bells. Unfortunately, Blitzø thinking is based on the idea entertainment is a quick shortcut through corporate promotion, leading him to confuse the two and waste the company's resources on hype. Hence why he has flamboyant but poor decision making. Beyond this, Blitzø has a huge obsession with horses and absolutely adores them.

[gcblinprince]

&.  ―  danny ramirez  :  he/him  :  cismale  :  marvel  — a darkness is coming for us all . let’s hope harold osborn is ready for what is to come . to the eyes of the the world they are known as harry , whose allegiance is pledged to the spider-gang (begrudgingly) . rumor has it that harry is 23 and are known to be loyal , but let’s not forget they can be pretty hot headed .  //

I will be taking most of his background/history from the ps4 Spider-Man game, with personality elements from other canons!

Background ;;

Harry was born to Norman and Emily Osborn and had a relatively happy childhood until his mother died. He absolutely adored her and stuck close to her as soon as he was old enough to do so, and losing her was not only incredibly hard for him but left him incredibly lonely

With Norman being such a busy distant, borderline abusive father, Harry largely grew alone until he began at school. Fortunately he became close friends with Peter Parker when he was younger and eventually the rest of the future Spidey Gang. They remained friends through their childhood and teen years

Both his friends and their families - namely Peter’s aunt - helped Harry feel that gap that had been left by his father’s negligence, giving him the love and care and support he needed

Unfortunately, Harry inherited the same genetic illness that took his mother’s life - Oshtoran Syndrome. The complications began in his teen years, but Harry did his best to hide them from his friends to save them from the pain he’d felt watching his mother be claimed by the same illness when he was a child

He used easy excuses like being busy with school, college, and eventually his Oscorp work, or claiming hangovers from partying to avoid suspicion when he was unwell

During his work with Oscorp he was determined to carry on his mother’s work, hoping to become an environmental attorney. He used his time, resources, and intelligence to try and better the city via Oscorp

Eventually his condition became critical and Harry couldn’t continue on without deteriorating rapidly as his mother had. Norman suggested they attempt an experimental treatment to which Harry agreed and, planting the cover story that Harry would be managing Oscorp’s European operations, he was put into a type of stasis to undergo the treatment. None of his friends knew at this point that he was sick, or where he was really going.

After deriving a treatment from Devil’s Breath failed, his treatment was to bond with a version of the Spider-Venom made specifically to fuse with his cells and DNA and - somehow, it worked. Harry now has spider powers!

He’s not sure how to feel about them or what he’s supposed to do with them. He’s been out of stasis for a while and has been back in the open for about a year now, so your character will have seen him around. Only a few people know he was sick and even fewer know about his abilities so please don’t assume it was common knowledge!

Interesting To Know ;;

Harry loves pizza and will choose pizza from some dingy corner place over some fancy dinner anytime. Seriously. Bribe him with pizza.

He is way more comfortable in a friend’s living room with his friend watching tv than at home in his big empty apartment alone - but that or his office is usually where you will find him

He’s a sucker for cheesy movies sue him

Harry adores his friends, he is extremely loyal to them and there’s nothing he wouldn’t do for them. But if anyone betrays that they will have a very hard time earning his trust again, and he has been known to lash out or snap when his trust is betrayed

He has a very strange and distorted opinion of his father. Norman’s treatment of him when he was young was less than ideal, and he’s grown up under extreme pressure to measure up to his father’s expectations of him as the Osborn Heir, and he knows Norman wasn’t a good man or a good father. But Norman also went to extreme lengths to try and save him and he has shown love for Harry, and did so for his mother, so Harry has trouble reconciling these two images of Norman in his head. I definitely imagine that when he was younger and his mother was still alive, some of Norman’s tactics to help cure them bordered on child experimentation and abuse, always under the guise of trying to save his mother, and then trying to save him. It’s a tricky thing to try and discuss with him as his confusion and struggle with the subject will probably make him lash out in anger and confusion, so tread carefully.

[lastosborn]

(logan lerman, 28, he/him) - are you ready to fight for your world, HAROLD OSBORN? through everything that’s happened in the world, you’re known to go by HARRY/SPIDER-MAN (BEGRUDGINGLY) and have been said to be LOYAL and QUICK-TEMPERED. over the past three years, you could be located at EARTH-2 and word out there is that your abilities include SPIDER-THINGS (INCLUDING ORGANIC WEBS) & GENIUS LEVEL INTELLECT. seems like that’s going to help you survive this apocalypse.

I will be taking most of his background/history from the 2018 Spider-Man game, with personality elements from other canons!

Background ;;

Harry was born to Norman and Emily Osborn and had a relatively happy childhood until his mother died. He absolutely adored her and stuck close to her as soon as he was old enough to do so, and losing her was not only incredibly hard for him but left him incredibly lonely

With Norman being such a busy distant, borderline abusive father, Harry largely grew alone until he began at school. Fortunately he became close friends with Peter Parker when he was younger and eventually the rest of the future Spidey Gang. They remained friends through their childhood and teen years

Both his friends and their families - namely Peter’s aunt - helped Harry feel that gap that had been left by his father’s negligence, giving him the love and care and support he needed most of the time, but he still grew up effectively without parents.

Unfortunately, Harry inherited the same genetic illness that took his mother’s life - Oshtoran Syndrome. The complications began in his teen years, but Harry did his best to hide them from his friends to save them from the pain he’d felt watching his mother be claimed by the same illness when he was a child

He used easy excuses like being busy with school, college, and eventually his Oscorp work, or claiming hangovers from partying to avoid suspicion when he was unwell

During his work with Oscorp he was determined to carry on his mother’s work, hoping to become an environmental attorney. He used his time, resources, and intelligence to try and better the city via Oscorp

Eventually his condition became critical and Harry couldn’t continue on without deteriorating rapidly as his mother had. Norman suggested they attempt an experimental treatment to which Harry agreed and, planting the cover story that Harry would be managing Oscorp’s European operations, he was put into a type of stasis to undergo the treatment. None of his friends knew at this point that he was sick, or where he was really going.

After deriving a treatment from Devil’s Breath failed, Norman made a last-ditch effort to preserve his son, a temporary solution until they found a permanent cure. He attempted to isolate the healing factor from the spider-venom and have it to Harry to try and treat him, but the isolation didn’t quite work and while the venom did cure him, it also gave him similar powers to Peter’s. That’s right, after hating Spider-Man for years, Harry came out of stasis with spider-powers.

At first, it wasn’t easy to cope with and Harry spent an inordinate amount of time trying to find a way to survive without the venom, to find a way to strip it out of his body without killing him in the process, to no avail. And once the anti-life equation hit there was no way to continue researching, and Harry found himself in a position he never expected. His father became infected almost instantly, and it was only thanks to his spider-sense and some crash course help from Peter that he was able to escape.

Knowing he would be no use on a technology-free world, Harry made the difficult decision to leave his Earth behind and travel to Earth-2 on the arks, knowing he could do much more good there to help people start over.

Where has he been these past 3 years? ;;

Harry has been on Earth-2, helping the remains of humanity settle on a new world. After seeing the anti-life equation rip through their world so quickly via technology, he’s been working to try and product equipment that’s less susceptible to network-wide issues, but it’s hard given how ingrained that was on their own home.

He’s also been Spider-Man, much to his frustration. It was a difficult mantle to take on at first, given how long Harry spent hating the vigilante. But the appearance of a suit tucked in with the belongings he took with him, and a heartfelt note from his best friend, managed to convince him that he could do some good there. And whatever issues Harry once had about Spider-Man had begun to dissipate when he found out who the vigilante was back home. This was a chance to start over, and.. despite his own feelings, people needed as much hope as they could get. And Sipder-Man can give them that, even if he’s not quite the same Spider-Man they remember.

What they've been doing/working on/focusing on for the past 3 years:

A combination of things, really. Harry had to learn fast, how to be Spider-Man. It’s not like he had time for heaps of training and tips back home. It’s been eye-opening really, to go through what Pete went through when he first got bitten, trying to figure things out on his own.

He’s also been working on shoring up any technology they may have gained on Earth-2, and creating new tech that’s just as useful but not network-linked or susceptible to widespread viruses of any kind, deadly or otherwise. Watching the anti-life equation tear through their home so quickly purely because of the convenience technology had begun to develop had been terrifying for him, given how much tech Oscorp created, and Harry doesn’t want to repeat the same mistakes.

He’s also been trying to research a cure, given biochem was a big part of Oscorp, but it’s been hard without a source of the equation to work on so he hadn’t made much headway.

How does he feel about coming back to Earth after so long?

Nervous, terrified they’re going to fuck something up, uncertain if earth can be saved - but relieved to be coming back, and incredibly glad that there’s been some confirmation that a cure could exist somewhere. That there could be a way to save all the people they left behind, infected or not. He’s confident if he can find Cyborg he can find the cure in his system somewhere, and he’s determined to do so. Not in the least because his own father is infected.

He’s also just.. so relieved to see his friends again, to see Peter again. It’s been a long time, and especially after he spent a year “away” like that. He and Peter have been best friends for so long, living without even being able to contact him in any way has been hard and Harry’s not entirely sure he’s the best version of himself without Peter around. Seeing him again is going to be incredible and very overwhelming, but he’s more than ready for it.

[marie-x-beaulieu]

( summer bishil, 30, cisfemale, she / her ) Have you seen MARIE-ANNE BEAULIEU around ? I hear they’re a AVTORITYET / ESCORT AT EDEN who can sometimes be CYNICAL & IMPULSIVE. But I also heard they can be INDEPENDENT & EFFICIENT if you catch them on a good day. They’re usually hanging around JAVA ADDICT in their spare time. I sure hope they’re alright! 

TW: drug mention, prostitution, murder, vague mention of child neglect

- B A S I C -

Name: Marie-Anne Beaulieu Nickname(s): Marie - she usually just goes by this. Age: 30 Occupation:  Avtorityet / Escort at Eden Affiliation: Vasile Birthday: May 28th Zodiac: Gemini Place of Birth: Paris, France Ethnicity: Mexican / Caucasian / Indian Sexual Orientation: Bisexual Languages Spoken: French (fluent - first language), Spanish (fluent) and Russian (the basics only)

- F A M I L Y -

Father: Unknown Mother: Bernadette (deceased) Sibling(s): None  Children: Henry (1 1/2 years old)

- A P P E A R A N C E -

Height: 5′6′’ Weight: 117lbs Hair Color / Type: Light brown, long and slightly wavy Eye Color: Dark brown Piercings / Tattoos: A few small tats here and there; tongue piercing, ears & cartilage piercings Best Features: Her smile. Pinterest Board: x

- P E R S O N A L I T Y -

(+) Independent, Reliable, Efficient, Loyal, Resourceful (-) Cynical, Impulsive, Aloof, Cold-Hearted, Selfish

- L I K E S / D I S L I K E S -

Likes:

Spending time with her son, Henry

Dancing

Drinking (she’s borderline a alcoholic)

Getting high (but only occasionally)

Having sex - m/f...doesn’t matter

Getting paid

Working for the Vasile

Killing

Being frugal, but also spending her hard-earned cash - she’s a bit of a walking contradiction with this one.

Dislikes:

Women & Child Abusers

Openly showing her emotions

Feeling her feelings

People in general, even though she works with them for a living

- B I O G R A P H Y -

Was born in Paris, France, to a single teenaged mother. Bernadette was sixteen when she had Marie.

Her mother was a runaway - she left home at fourteen after a fallout with her parents, and two years later, had Marie. To support herself and her daughter, Bernadette took up sex work - she did everything she could at the time, to earn money. She danced, she stripped and she sold her body. Got really heavy into drugs, and never really stopped.

Although they had a place to live, and she went to school like a normal kid, Marie still pretty much grew up on the streets of Paris. More specifically, in the red light district, as that was where her mother worked. She was exposed to pretty much everything a child shouldn’t be exposed to: neglect, sex, drugs, alcohol, violence...you name it, she very likely saw it go down.

Her mother often snuck her into the back of the clubs that she worked in, and while her mother went off to do her thing, she had the other girls watch Marie, collectively, hiding her in the dressing rooms.

Hands down, Bernadette Beaulieu was a terrible mother. She was selfish, childish and negligent. She never once showed even a little concern for her daughter and how being exposed to such an environment might possibly effect her. She’d already deemed Marie a lost cause, same as her.

Growing up in strip clubs and such places like that, and watching not just her mother but the other ladies, Marie pretty much learned the skills and how to acquire the proper tools of the trade: how to dance, do her makeup, and how to dress in a way that both enticed and intrigued the desired clientele.

Not that she put any of it to use immediately. It wasn’t until she was seventeen and her mother went missing for several weeks before her body was found floating in the Sein River (she’d been strangled to death), that Marie found herself having to make a living on her own. Just barely out of school and she was orphaned, homeless, broke and starving - it was then that she stepped onto a stage for the first time, more naked than she’d ever been in public before. 

First it was exotic dancing and then stripping, but when even that proved to not make her enough money to pay rent and food - as Paris was a notoriously expensive place to live - she started selling her body, and her time, becoming an escort. Started at the bottom, but quickly rose to being one of the highest paid and most sought after escorts in the district. She was young, beautiful, feisty...and the men loved that, apparently.

Marie strangely loved her job, more so than you’d probably expect, but then she grew up in the industry so it was all she knew. 

She loved sex, she truly did. She loved how powerful she felt during the act, even when she wasn’t the one completely in control. And fuck, did she love being the one in control.

She had the heart of a dominatrix, but when she smiled at you, you’d never know it, for she looked like a real softy. That said, she rarely smiled, so that wasn’t really a problem.

She killed for the first time a few months after she started working. It was in self defense, of course; a male client who decided that ‘rough play’ meant something entirely different. It wasn’t as difficult as she she thought it was, taking a life, nor covering up the murder - and she quickly became an expert at both.

She didn’t know it at the time, but her first kill hadn’t gone as unnoticed as she thought, but thankfully it wasn’t by the police, but rather a recruit for the Russian mafia, temporarily stationed in Paris. Impressed by her cleverness and instincts when it came to covering up her tracks, Yakov approached her and offered to mentor her, and train her more extensively in fighting and how to kill, with the full intent of recruiting her into the Vasile gang. It hadn’t taken her long to say yes to the offer.

After accepting Yakov’s offer to train her, they both agreed that continuing her work as a sex worker was not only a great cover but a great training ground. A lot of her targets frequented the red light district, which made it overall rather easy (and more fun) to lure them in.

At twenty-three - after six years of vigorous training with Yakov - she made her way to Chicago, where she went through the initiation, and finally becoming a marked Vasile and one of their assassins. 

Deciding to stay in the city, she once more became an escort as more for a cover than because she needed the money or the work.

Two years passed, before Marie met Malachi Reed, an older gentleman who worked at Forty-Three as a bartender. It wasn’t love at first sight, not by any means - Marie wasn’t the type of girl to fall in love so easily, or really show those kinds of feelings. To her, love was very foreign concept. 

In fact, up until she and Malachi started seeing each other, she had never actually been in a relationship. She’d gone on dates, sure, but nothing other than sex ever came of them. After all, not many men wanted to date a woman who slept with other people for a living - either that, or they offered to take her away and ���give her a better life’, as if real life was some fucking fairytale that could be escaped so easily.

With Malachi, things were different, which was the only reason she even consented to the idea of dating him in the end. He had been very open-minded, and hadn’t been fazed by her being an escort, accepting that she was a woman simply trying to make a living just like everyone else.

She didn’t inform him about her main job, however. The fact that she worked for one of the main gangs in the city never so much as left her lips, in the two years that they were together.

A year into their relationship, Marie fell pregnant with her son, Henry. He’d been a awful surprise, in the best and worst possible way. She had never wanted a child, so the thought of motherhood had never appealed to her in the slightest. In her line of work, she’d always been careful, taken precautions, but for some reason being with Malachi had completely short-circuited her brain. 

She’d been downright furious when she had discovered she was pregnant, and she had stayed that way for pretty much the entirety of her pregnancy. It wasn’t until Henry was actually born and she was looking at her newborn son’s face for the first time, that the resentment finally melted away, only to be replaced by fear - knowing that she was now responsible for this little person that she’d stupidly and selfishly brought into the world. 

In the end, being a mother was hard work, but it was definitely rewarding and she couldn’t have asked for a more perfect little boy. That said, she would be the first to admit that there were days when she still had doubt and selfish thoughts of fleeing from the responsibility - because being a parent was hard as fuck and she didn’t always have the patience.

Of course, the new found joy of motherhood was quickly overshadowed by the disappearance of Malachi, not five months later. She had no idea where he was, or why he disappeared. Did he leave on his own? Was he killed? Caught in the gang war that was going on within the city? There was literally no clues. 

The only thing she could think of was that he’d willingly left...despite all of his stuff still being at their apartment. It beat thinking his body was possibly laying in a ditch somewhere, and it allowed her to feel something towards the situation that wasn’t overwhelming grief over the death of a beloved one (although she was still in denial that she’d loved him). She felt anger, and resentment. Towards Malachi, specifically, because he was the only one she could blame.

After his disappearance, Marie moved into the Vasile manor with Henry, and they’ve been there ever since.

- W A N T E D   C O N N E C T I O N S -

Her missing boyfriend, Malachi Reed. Name can be changed, obviously. Anyways, this would be such a great connection that is open to so many plot possibilities. (Suggested FCs: Chris Hemsworth, Joseph Morgan, Ryan Guzman, UTP). He’d definitely be 32+

Vasile Connections - ALWAYS!

Co-Workers

Clients

Love Interest (someone to finally melt this little ice queen’s heart)

Friends

Enemies

Any other sort of connections, tbh - I’m literally open to everything!

[jkottke]

One woman's story of self-discovery through psychotropic withdrawl

In this week's New Yorker, Rachel Aviv looks at why it's so hard to go off psychiatric drugs, and why they may often be overprescribed. She tells the story of Laura Delano, a descendant of Franklin Delano Roosevelt from Greenwich, CT.

Laura received a bipolar diagnosis as a teen and was medicated for several conditions and a cascade of associated symptoms. She assumed her depression was due to a chemical imbalance being corrected by the cocktail of psychotropic drugs used longterm. Her decades-long cycle through different drugs, diagnoses, and symptoms show an under-discussed side of psychopharmacology.

Dorian Deshauer, a psychiatrist and historian at the University of Toronto, has written that the chemical-imbalance theory, popularized in the eighties and nineties, "created the perception that the long term, even life-long use of psychiatric drugs made sense as a logical step." But psychiatric drugs are brought to market in clinical trials that typically last less than twelve weeks. Few studies follow patients who take the medications for more than a year. Allen Frances, an emeritus professor of psychiatry at Duke, who chaired the task force for the fourth edition of the DSM, in 1994, told me that the field has neglected questions about how to take patients off drugs--a practice known as "de-prescribing." He said that "de-prescribing requires a great deal more skill, time, commitment, and knowledge of the patient than prescribing does." He emphasizes what he called a "cruel paradox: there's a large population on the severe end of the spectrum who really need the medicine" and either don't have access to treatment or avoid it because it is stigmatized in their community. At the same time, many others are "being overprescribed and then stay on the medications for years." There are almost no studies on how or when to go off psychiatric medications, a situation that has created what he calls a "national public-health experiment."

Aviv makes an apt observation about our culture and willingness to confront mental health:

Overprescribing isn't always due to negligence; it may also be that pills are the only form of help that some people are willing to accept.

But back to Laura. In 2010, after years of cycling through diagnoses (most recently borderline personality disorder), psychiatrists, pharmacologists, and prescriptions, she came across what would turn out to be a life-altering discovery in a bookstore.

On the table of new releases was "Anatomy of an Epidemic," by Robert Whitaker, whose cover had a drawing of a person's head labelled with the names of several medications that she'd taken. The book tries to make sense of the fact that, as psychopharmacology has become more sophisticated and accessible, the number of Americans disabled by mental illness has risen. Whitaker argues that psychiatric medications, taken in heavy doses over the course of a lifetime, may be turning some episodic disorders into chronic disabilities. (The book has been praised for presenting a hypothesis of potential importance, and criticized for overstating evidence and adopting a crusading tone.)

Not only did this alter the course of Laura's treatment, but her life's work as well. Last year, she helped launched the online resource the Withdrawal Project after years of both informal and formal counseling of others.

But what's next for our brain health? Some health experts say probiotics and our microbiome should not be ignored.

[assortedasurathings]

Clarifications on Why Arenanet /Needs/ To revisit the Elite spec weapon Collections in EOD

This is gonna be Long Winded, So , Putting it under the break  @guildwars2 , I sincerely Ask you bring this to Anet Devs, as it is a serious problem that Needs Addressed.  Not ONLY the Forced Story completion , but the sheer number of Bugs in the Working, Non-stockholm inducing Parts of the collections as well. 

I’m going to break this down into Points and Explinations, Both more logically-founded Points, and Personal ruminations, with clarifications as to which is which to avoid confusing My personal feelings with More logical deductions. | The Primary Point : Change the Story Completion Requirement in the Elite Spec Weapon Collections. Nothing else Needs changed (in my opinion) , Just This. Please. *Point 1* : Time Availability , Logical

Now, Naturally, Most players Probably don’t have the amount of Time I do . Most players will not be able to sit down and grind out the ENTIRE 6-8 Hour story in one playthrough ( And that’s being generous with my time estimate). Suddenly it becomes a conflict of interest to a Player. Something Originally designed as a Reward for playing a Spec and learning it, Now becomes closer to a punishment. As they have to trade the time to get this “Reward “ When they could be doing other, More rewarding Content, Including Other elite spec weapon collections. 

*Point 2* : Comparison to Other Elite Spec Weapon Collections, Logical  Historically speaking, The Heart of thorns Elite spec weapon collections used to be intensive. Mind you, during the time period of it’s release, Mystic Coins were fairly inexpensive, And No story completion was required to access the content. Nowadays Mystic coins are more expensive, and a single mystic weapon ( Of which You will need 220 Gold worth of Mystic coins, as of March 27, 2022, For ALL collections )  Will run you 30 Mystic Coins. About 30 Gold each right now.  This is a steep cost, there’s no avoiding that , HOWEVER, it is a cost that is negligible, as you can get lots of gold, and other resources, by playing content. as well as still being able to spend your time as you please. This is something that is impossible For the EOD collections, as you are roped into Doing the 8 Hour story , during which the rewards for recompletion are borderline negligible. Now for POF weapons, By far a massive amount easier than the HOT Weapons, Only Requiring specific Bounties ( which are ran regularly and are usually fairly easy, often solo-able in some instances) , And The infamous Caffienated Skritt, which is also regularly Run and very easily accessible. This is what i’d call the Easiest possible elite spec collection in the game, and it’s really cheap now that POF is no longer the freshest Content, and the purchased weapons are rarely above a Few Gold.  Compared to this, The Sheer RNG-Dependancy of the EOD weapon spec collections, combined with /massive sacrifices/ to both Free time AND Gold Income, make them far , far more costly and less rewarding to complete than the other two DLC’s  *Point 3* : Forced Completion Versus Enjoyability , Personal Opinion  Many of us will remember Our time spent making the Druid’s Runestone for Draconis Mons Hero , The many, many days spent Just wishing for the collections to be Over, rather than appreciating the content and the lore it gives us.  This is the exact same situation, turned up to 20. I don’t know who’s idea it was, But Locking Minor Collections Behind Massive time investments is the Surefire way to make people Loathe your storyline, and the time sunk into it, By the time they’re done.  Personally, I wouldn’t want the reaction to my hard work to be ,” Thank Fuck, I’ve done it Nine times, Now I never have to Look at the Story Instances Again. Sweet! “ , but that’s Exactly what these Collections will do For people.  *Point 4* : Most of the collection is Bugged , Logical  Yeah, I don’t exactly know any ornate way to put it. Most of the collections are still Kinda bugged. Purifier comes to mind, and then the frequency of Bugged map metas ( Though Anet’s been very good about fixing some of these! So that’s wonderful ) .. I’ve heard some people just give up on the collections entirely. Which is.. Again, somewhat expected given the costs, but still not very fun to see.  Common Detractions and Counterpoints Addressed   - The Collections are Optional : This is true. In fact, all gameplay is Optional. This is The Video-game equivalent of “ Don’t like it , Leave “ , which is both a Non-argument and Dismissive of the concerns of the initial speaker. Point 2 Addresses This handily, by stating that, yes, they’re optional.. But it’s been done better in the past. And we should encourage content being.  - You can take your Time on it : You can. But that doesn’t reduce the overall time cost. You could take your time farming the 220 Gold for the HOT weapon collections, too. But you were capable of Playing the game while working to those collections, You are incapable of playing the game freely while working on the EOD collection.  It forces the player to choose between Enjoying the game, or grinding out Story completions, which is never a choice you should make for an (As seen above) Optional Weapon. 

[whatplanetdididial]

Hogwarts AU Headcanons, Part I

Have you ever wondered which Hogwarts house I think each the Digimon Adventure characters would be sorted into? Probably not, unless you’re @florencetheflowerfairy, but that’s too bad because I’m going to post my AU headcanons anyway because it’s fun and the internet let’s me do what I want.  :)

For reference, this is what I use as my criteria:

Gryffindor – bravery, daring, nerve, and chivalry

Hufflepuff – hard work, dedication, patience, loyalty, and fair play

Ravenclaw – intelligence, knowledge, and wit

Slytherin – ambition, cunning, and resourcefulness

And with that being said, on with the headcanons, Part I (I have way too many ideas in my head)!

Oh hey, Part II exists now.

Taichi – Gryffindor, pureblood

To me, this placement is pretty obvious. Taichi is definitely brave and daring, he’s got plenty of nerve (for better or for worse), and despite his playfulness that can almost borderline immaturity, I hardcore headcanon that he has the capacity of being chivalrous when it comes to people he really cares about. And that’s all I’m gonna say to explain why I think Taichi would be in Gryffindor.

Backstory:

I headcanon that Taichi is a pureblood. His parents met at Hogwarts, they own a successful Quidditch accessories store, and they dote on their children endlessly; basically, the four Yagamis live the quintessential wizard life. Taichi grew up with plenty of wizarding knowledge since he was regularly sent to wizarding camp and he has a sizeable network of wizards and witches that he has known from a young age. He gets his love of Quidditch from his father (who was a coveted chaser back in the day), his skills from having access to his parents’ store, and his fondness for Gryffindor from all the tales he’s heard regarding the four houses.

Prior to Hogwarts, Taichi has met Sora, Mimi, Jyou, and Takeru. When he’s six years old, he encounters Sora while wandering around in the nearest muggle village (breaking his parents’ rules, of course). She’s playing soccer by herself, and Taichi finds the foreign sport incredibly intriguing. Wasting no time, he boldly asks her to teach him how to play and they become instant friends.  About a year later, he starts to notice that she’s showing signs of magic and he gets so excited that he accidentally spills everything about the wizarding world to her. It was one of the best days of Taichi’s life getting to see Sora, years later, excitedly waving an envelope with a large, decorated ‘H’ on it before rushing over to give him a bone-crushing hug.

Taichi meets Takeru, Jyou, and Mimi during his first year of wizarding camp at nine-years-old. Takeru takes an immediate liking to Taichi and, despite their age difference, forms a close bond with him. Taichi regards Takeru like a little brother and is very protective of him throughout camp (which later causes friction between Taichi and Yamato at Hogwarts).

The two campers undoubtedly tend to be reckless during camp activities (I mean, it is Taichi) and eventually they end up meeting Jyou, the self-appointed junior-healer of the camp. Despite Jyou’s constant nagging about their negligence, Taichi and Takeru become fond of him for his loyalty to his friends and his flustered nature.

When he meets Mimi, Taichi initially finds her to be a hard pill to swallow, but she’s so persistent to hang out with the three boys that he eventually finds her tolerable enough to be around. Plus Jyou has a crush on her and Taichi gets a kick out of seeing him get even more anxious when she’s around.

Sora Takenouchi – Gryffindor, muggle-born

To me, Sora has strong qualities worthy of both Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. Her bravery, daring, and nerve come out when her loved ones are in danger (Piemon keychain episode, anyone? or during Soshitsu where Mugendramon should have killed her?), and she’s obviously patient and loyal (how else can you be best friends with both Taichi and Yamato?). However, the clincher to me is that Sora’s close friendship with Taichi is her only true tie to the magical world prior to attending Hogwarts. I strongly headcanon that when she is being sorted, she is desperately thinking to herself that she hopes to be placed into Gryffindor since Taichi has told her many, many times that’s where he’s destined to be. Because of this, the Sorting Hat puts her there instead of in Hufflepuff (sound familiar?), and of course, this makes both Sora and Taichi absolutely ecstatic.

Backstory:

Sora is a muggle-born who grew up close to the wizarding town that the Yagamis live in. A lot of her backstory is the same as in Digimon: her father is a professor that isn’t around a lot and her mother owns a small flower shop (in my mind, they’re all somewhere in Europe and within that context, being the head of an ikebana school just doesn’t make as much sense to me, sorry). The first thing that Sora does after finding out about the wizarding world is rush home in exhilaration to tell her parents everything. Haruhiko, being the Anthropology enthusiast that he is, chalks it up to his child simply having a wild imagination. Her mother, however, doesn’t think highly of Sora’s stories and chastises her anytime magic is mentioned in the household. When Toshiko finally finds out that Taichi, the neighbor boy, is the one feeding her daughter these tales, she bans Sora from seeing him and becomes sterner about making her help out with the family store. This causes a fracture between the two women, and Sora stubbornly holds onto this resentment for many years. It’s not until she has a heart-to-heart with Ishida Yamato at Hogwarts that she realizes her mother was only looking out for her and later begins to start mending their relationship.

Ishida Yamato – Slytherin, half-blood

In my head, this makes so much sense, but trying to explain why is a tad difficult (and to be fair, I’m very influenced by the English dub which characterizes him a bit differently). Honestly, I think Yamato could fit in any of the houses, but Slytherin stands out most to me because of the word “cunning”. The word itself implies some sort of deceit, which I can admit at first doesn’t seem very Yamato-y (making up words here, don’t mind me). But I personally think that the act of hiding one’s emotions can be considered a form of deceit, and hiding emotions is definitely a key characteristic trait of Yamato’s.

“But Sora does that, too!” you say.

And indeed she does. But my rationale for why the two are different is that Yamato consciously hides his feelings; I think he has more control over how he portrays himself, whereas Sora intrinsically keeps her emotions at bay to be less of a burden to others. Basically, if they were both thrown into an acting class, Sora would fail miserably and Yamato would reign supreme… in my opinion, of course.

The honest truth is that at the end of the day, the real reason why I love Yamato in Slytherin is because I imagine he exactly is what Draco Malfoy would be like if he had grown up with a non-Death Eater family. Both are masters of their emotion, both have a hard outer shell yet are temperamental on the inside, and both are extremely loyal to their loved ones, no matter what.

PS. Did I mention I love Draco Malfoy as a character? Because I do.

Backstory:

Omg this is where I get excited because @florencetheflowerfairy and I had the same train of thought.

Hiroaki is a muggle and Natsuko is a witch, making Yamato and Takeru both half-bloods. Natsuko comes from a long line of purebloods and her family never truly came to accept Hiroaki, driving a wedge between the two that only went deeper and deeper as time passed. Eventually the strains of their marriage hit a breaking point, and Natsuko took Takeru to move back into the family estate while Hiroaki remained with Yamato in a muggle metropolitan area. Yamato was forced to play the part of a squib while his dad worked long hours to support the two of them, but the tides changed once he received his acceptance letter to Hogwarts. Loyal to his father, Yamato wanted to forgo magic and not attend the school, but Hiroaki was able to convince his son that he should strive to be what his father couldn’t: a respectable and talented wizard.

Yamato’s upbringing makes him feel cheated and insecure. Just as easily, he also could have been taken back to the Takaishi manor to be prepped for schooling, but instead, he was forced to hide his magic daily just to avoid getting in trouble with whoever was charged to take care of him while his dad was out. Jealousy often creeps up during his annual visits with Takeru and his mother, but it really starts to rear its ugly head once Yamato gets to Hogwarts and meets Yagami Taichi, a boy who makes it painfully obvious that he’s become a big brother figure to Takeru in Yamato’s absence. Yamato’s natural instinct to reclaim his place in his younger sibling’s life causes him to antagonize Taichi into a juvenile rivalry during the beginning of their first year, one that is spurred on even more by their house rivalry and their classmates. It take the graces of fellow first-year Tachikawa Mimi and Gryffindor first-year Takenouchi Sora to soothe their relationship into a casual frenemy status and eventually, the two boys come to terms with each other and form an unbreakable bond by the start of their second year.

[dawnfelagund]

Hi! I thought it was interesting that you mentioned becoming self-sufficient was very important to you. If you feel like sharing, I'd love to hear more about it!

Absolutely! I love talking about this topic but, since I’m aTolkien blogger, I assume my followers aren’t interested. But I’ll gladlyjabber on about sustainability and self-sufficiency for hours. (However, I’lltry not to actually write a post thattakes hours to read! ^_^)

Mr. Felagund and I are both millennials. We were both bornin 1981, which makes us oldmillennials, but the definition in recent years seems to have settled into arange that includes us. As such, we were beginning our lives as independentyoung adults right when George W. Bush was destroying the U.S. economy. Iremember when it was officially announced that the U.S. was in recession andbeing surprised that no one had realized that yet. We’d been suffering foryears: the usual borderline poverty that most young people endure when theyfirst move out on their own, compounded by the fact that unemployment was high,which employers took as license to underpay, overwork, and otherwise abusetheir employees.

We were both among those employees. For more than a year, Iwas led on by my employer to believe that my contractual position would be madepermanent if I helped him with the restructuring of the agency within I worked.He wasn’t very academically smart; I was, so when something needed to bewritten or created, I did it, although it was not in my job description and Iwas not being paid for it, in an attempt to secure a tiny bit more economicsecurity for my family. Probably needless to say, when the time came forpositions to be made permanent, my boss’s was and mine was not. My hours werealso cut 20% and my workload simultaneously increased due to the restructuringof our agency. At the same time, my husband was commuting two hours one-way toa good-paying job; he had to leave at 3AM to avoid Washington, DC, traffic, sohe had the choice of giving up his life to go to bed at the same time as aseven-year-old or to live on four or fewer hours of sleep. He chose the latterand became sick and depressed as a result. Like me, he was also a governmentemployee and, under Bush administration appointees, was more regularly beingexpected to support positions that intellectually and ethically he found to bewrong. We were both constantly fighting against our employers both in overt andin passive-aggressive ways. (I may have used work time to write an awful lot offan fiction and run the SWG, for example. >.>)

In the midst of this, it occurred to us that we had verylittle control over our lives. We were both being asked to do things regularlythat we found wrong or that made us physically or mentally unwell. We were bothbeing required to do work for which we were not being compensated. We werebeing forced into actions like crushingly long commutes that robbed us of ourlives outside of work. We could fight these indignities only at the risk oflosing our jobs during a recession, starting a domino effect of possibly losingour car and home, which would further jeopardize our ability to get a new job,and so the vicious cycle goes.

We decided this was not a life we wanted to live.

We’d followed the trajectory of correct adulthood: went tocollege and graduated tops of our respective classes, found professional jobs,moved into our own apartment, married each other, eventually bought a house. Werealized that the need to pay our bills forced us into a position where wecould be used however an employer wanted with little recourse because of fearof losing our home. So it seemed the first thing to do was to get rid of thebills.

The biggest was, of course, our mortgage. We lived inMaryland, currently the wealthiest state in the U.S. We lived in the hinterlands,not in the pricey Baltimore-DC corridor (which is why we had the longcommutes), but cost of living was still high. We decided our number-one goalneeded to be getting rid of our mortgage. You gain a lot of power when you havea home that cannot be taken away from you. Of course, no one tells you that youdon’t have to have a mortgage! The normal, correct adult life is depicted asthirty years working and thirty years paying back a bank for the roof over yourhead. Success is measured in the things you possess over those thirty years:nice cars, a house bigger than you need, regular upgrades to your wardrobe,fancy vacations, all the nicest and the latest things. It’s the “Youdeserve it!” culture that leads people to spend the better part of theirrent or mortgage on a watch or a handbag or tickets to a sporting event.Because if you put your earnings primarily toward securing a home for yourself,why would you work? And if you chose to keep working even if you didn’t need to,what power would an employer have to force you to do their bidding? I’mconvinced that these things are all connected.

So, to make a long story short, Mr. Felagund and I dedicatedourselves towards increasing our self-sufficiency so that we could walk awayfrom a job at any time without worrying about the consequences. We’ve sincemoved to Vermont, to a rural region where the cost of housing means that allthat we poured into our more costly home in Maryland means that we will nothave a mortgage. (Currently, we rent our house in Maryland to friends whoneeded a place to live on short notice right when we were moving last year, butwe will be putting it on the market in the next couple of weeks, and once itsells, our mortgage is gone.)

We’ve also dedicated ourselves to learning and practicing self-sufficiencyin other areas of our life to the extent that we can. Since we both workfull-time, we can never do all that we want to, but we’ve accumulated a lot ofskills over the last ten years so that we could live much moreself-sufficiently if we had to.

First, we learned how to produce our own food. We flew bythe seat of our pants in our first garden, but we made mistakes and learnedfrom them. When I left the job I mentioned above to freelance write for a yearwhile finishing my teaching certification, I wrote about sustainability and, inthe process,  studied plant and soilscience. We began a concerted effort to improve our soil in Maryland. (We livedin the foothills of the Appalachians, so our soil was clay and rocky.) We bothtook classes at our local agricultural extension office and went to conferencesabout sustainable agriculture. We had less than an acre in Maryland, but webegan to use what little space we had for growing food. We put in fruit trees, asparagus,strawberries, perennial herbs, and brambles. By the time we moved, we were ableto grow much of our own food.

Mr. Felagund converted an old, disintegrating shed on ourproperty into a chicken coop, and we always kept around ten hens for eggs. (Wedidn’t raise meat birds in Maryland because we lived in a residentialneighborhood, and slaughtering chickens in our backyard would perhaps drawunwanted negative attention from our neighbors; we always did try to be goodneighbors with respect to our various little projects.) We also took amonth-long course in beekeeping and kept one or two colonies of honeybees.

Both of us learned to cook from scratch. We were both raisedwhere “cooking” was dumping in ramen and a flavor packet into boilingwater, or emptying a can of condensed soup and pouring in an equal amount ofmilk. We sometimes laugh over how, when we first got married, we wouldcelebrate special occasions by buying a frozen pizza and jazzing it up with allkinds of special toppings. But I think it’s important to recognize theimportance of small steps and not to feel the need to go overnight frommicrowave dinners to baking your own bread from scratch and pressure canningyour excess meat and beans. It took us years to go from the special pizza stageto being able to feed ourselves from stuff we grew or raised and a few staples.Mr. Felagund is the better cook, so he has learned how to make things like breadand preserve any extras we grow.

Now that we live in Vermont, we are hoping to expand our small-agoperations yet again. We have our first clutch of chicks growing up right now.They will provide us with eggs, and we are now able to raise meat birds withoutworrying about neighbors. We have three turkeys on the way in June. We hope toadd dairy goats or even a cow within the next couple of years so that we’llhave a source of milk and cheese. And Mr. Felagund has started fishing(although he hasn’t caught anything edible yet!) and wants to learn to hunt.We’re both hoping to study more deeply of wild foraging.

Next is independence in terms of energy and other resources.We already have well water and a septic system. We are hoping to soon invest insolar panels on our roof; we have a south-facing house that would be ideal. (Wecurrently use all renewable energy, but again, one of the goals is to reduceour bills as much as possible, even though the electricity bill in a house thissmall is negligible.) We heat our home primarily with wood pellets, which isgood in some ways compared to a regular woodstove (it’s far easier to use and much less messy!) but less than ideal asfar as self-sufficiency goes since this isn’t something we can produceourselves.

Also important to us is strengthening the self-sufficiencyof our community. It always amazes me that people don’t worry when most oftheir food is imported from places nowhere near where they live. What do theythink they will do if a natural or other disaster interrupted the constantdelivery of food from far-flung places?

In Maryland, we had relationships with a number of farmerswho raised and grew what we could not. We are building those relationships nowin Vermont. For example, we don’t tap our maple trees for syrup (yet!),but Mr.Felagund knows quite a few people who do, so he barters for maple syrup, whichwe can use as an all-purpose sweetener to limit the amount of (imported) sugarwe must buy. We’ve found sources for the animal products we can’t or areunwilling to raise. (Mr. Felagund is forbidden from owning a pig, for example,because he has a soft heart and would become attached.)

We want people inour community to be doing things that are useful to our community, and we want our money to go toward supportingour neighbors rather than a corporate office a thousand miles away. This is anargument Mr. Felagund and I have constantly with our Walmart-obsessed families:savings at the cash register often mask more costly losses to a community wherepeople cannot find good work that pays good wages. We are very fortunate inVermont; almost everything we need as far as food is produced by someone inVermont (often the Northeast Kingdom, where we live) or nearby (like Maine orsouthern Quebec), and even our supermarkets sell local products. Big box storeshaven’t taken over here, so we can buy other necessities from local businessesrather than relying on Target and Home Depot (and having our money flowconstantly out of our community as a result).

In general, we try to avoid buying things, especially disposable things. We’re not obsessive about it,but we use things like cloth napkins to avoid cluttering the landfill withpointless trash. We compost food scraps and much of our paper waste. We have developed a flavored seltzer habitsince moving to Vermont (and my husband can’t resist Vermont beer!) so we dohave a lot of recycling, but everyone’s allowed one sin, right? ^_^ We’ve alsoworked to unlearn the cultural mindset that success, happiness, andaffection/love are represented by material things. This is deeply ingrained andhard to unlearn. When we moved from our house in Maryland, we were both shockedby the amount of stuff we had accumulated over the years and had to give away.(We live in a single-wide trailer in Vermont which is roughly half the size asour house in Maryland, which had a basement, i.e., a clutter pit.) It wasembarrassing: stuff we’d bought and used maybe once or even never, that we’dwasted money on for no reason.

For us, self-sufficiency is more a process than adestination. It’s possible to go entirely off the grid, but really that’s notthe objective for us. Instead, we never again want our lives to be governed byan employer’s (or anyone else’s!) convenience or to feel we have to choosebetween doing the right thing and having a roof over our heads. We both teachhere and both adore our jobs–I love my school so much that I even love the wayit smells when I walk in every morning!–and I hope to have a long teachingcareer here. But were things to change–and under the current presidentialadministration, one has to worry about that in a public school–I like havingthe power to walk away rather than being forced to do something I completelydisagree with (e.g., teaching to standardized tests versus critical thinkingskills and global citizenship, or denying services to students withdisabilities, as our Secretary of Education would like to see done). So we’vededicated ourselves to doing as much as we can on our own, to always improvingand doing better in terms of our obligations to protect and care for the Earth, and most importantly, to learning skills that maybe we’re notalways using at a particular moment in time but could use if the need arose. Over the course of years, it’s justbecome life: weird or fascinating to some people but just our life as we’vegotten used to living it.

[jhorend]

9,13,14,15,21,23 HAH

damn, aight let’s do this

9. Describe their personality in a paragraph.

(I always feel like I’m a bit off with these but w/e. They’re kinda short and I’m too tired to create a well constructed, concise summary for both but the additional responses should give some more insight)

Teokkin - Exceedingly loyal to the cause, pugnacious, and with an active strive for displays of wit, Teokkin fits many of the stereotypes associated with Inquest. He’s determined to earn the respect of his peers, preferably through trust but will resort to fear, particularly those that would not align themselves with Inquest. Of course, it can be a challenge to impose threats on someone when they go crying to the Peacemakers immediately, and so he often must opt to linger on the side of passive aggressiveness and careful wording. When a threat presents itself, he’s seldom the one that throws the first blow, but returns fire with swift retribution.

Nizktt - Reclusive, and a bit eccentric in a way different from most Asura, Nizktt is often more at home in the jungle, without any artificial structure over his head. It’s not quite a return to the race’s roots as tunnel diggers, favoring the above ground more, but caves are nonetheless his favorite dwellings. Even moreso when surrounded by his personal moa flock, to which he has named and carefully bonded with each and every one, having had as many as 18 of them. Some asura would go so far as to call him a savage, or a primate, but he has brushed such namesakes off and they do little to faze him now, regarding those that still call him such to be ignorant and myopic. Even if he spends his time far from laboratories and halls of study, his mind is as capably developed as any typical asura, having undergone the rigors of their education all the way through college before his life centered around the wilds.

13. What’s their favorite place in Tyria, and why?

Teokkin - Like any self respecting bookah-antagonizer, Rata Sum is Teokkin’s home and soul. Though some of his early years were spent beyond the cube, in Metrica, Sum is where he matured into the rat-bat he is now. It’s where he can be comforted by the familiarity, the congregation of great minds (but some are more great than others), a wealth of machines and magical artifice, and the distinctly infrequent presence of non-asuran beings.

Nizktt - Why, his moa cave of course. Most of its occupants have been recovered since Nizktt’s unfortunate imprisonment at the hands of the Magistracy and subsequent freedom granted to him by an opposition group, with credit to his great diligence towards finding the lost moa.

14. What’s their least favorite place, and why?

Teokkin - Any of the major cities of the other races. They are permeated with their smells, voices, and filth, and in far greater concentration than any town or outpost. It’s hard to say which one he hates the most, really. Divinity’s Reach is full of pompous, airheaded lunatics (he, of course, does not hate them because of their conceit, as that would be contradictory, but because they are horribly undeserving of wielding any pretense of superiority). The Black Citadel, or rather, Charr as a whole, in his eyes, embraces brawn over brains in many scenarios, which is just repulsive to him. He has somewhat of a guilty curiosity for their machinations however, outwardly claiming he sees them as horribly rudimentary and primitive like many asura, but knows that is an unsagacious lie after learning of the raw, brutal, and pants-soilingly intimidating destructive capability some of their more inspired creations possess. Hoelbrak on the other hand does not even make an attempt at such creations, and beyond that, essentially takes everything Teokkin dislikes about Charr and magnifies it to a greater scale. Finally, The Grove is a spectacle of both natural and magical biology, but tainted by the utterly obnoxious personality of the many Sylvari inhabiting it. And since Teokkin never was much of a florist, the Grove just isn’t anywhere near appealing enough to overlook the constant pestering and infuriatingly curious nature of the natives.

Nizktt - Speaking of the imprisonment, it’s fairly easy to imagine why Nizktt very quickly developed a terrible dread for that facility. It’s not only the severe trauma it inflicted, which he thankfully was resilient enough to keep forced out of his thoughts after some recovery time but nevertheless seethes with emotion at the memory. It helps that he has an… unusual connection with a species of flightless birds that give him something to ventilate unpleasant feelings to (In a positive way! he’d never hurt precious birbs). The loss of Rizzi though, his longest time traveling and hunting companion, had felt like part of himself perished with her.

15. Describe a high point in their story, and then a low point.

Teokkin - Probably the time he saved Kezza while Gerik was off flirting with Oola, if I’m remembering the name correctly. Teokkin felt a bit of pride in that moment, knowing he’d earned some of Kezza’s favor and elevated her respect of him over Gerik. I still need that RP log tbh… But as I look back on it, Teokkin doesn’t really have any very significant high points; there are lesser ones but Teokkin’s life is more often permeated with misfortune. So, moving onto that:

Let’s look at his more distant past instead of reviewing what happened in RP, cus why not. After Teokkin completely alienated his birth family, being on a tenuous enough relationship as it was, by spontaneously razing their laboratory (the materials within igniting the facility into a veritable inferno at a rate unprecedented even by the krewe utilizing them) through a combination of intentional mischief and innocent negligence which nearly caused the death of them (it DID spell an unfortunate end for some of the other lab technicians on site), he was cast into foster care. It was devastating to him; he didn’t know what he was expecting as punitive action for what he did, especially since he was already lectured on multiple occasions not to play with fire, but to be displaced from the family entirely by his own parents was an outcome not even hinted in his thoughts. It manifested an intense feeling of loneliness that he was quite vividly reminded of in recent times after claiming the position of Magistrate at the expense and subordination of former Magistrix Kezza and Disaggregator Gerik, brought on by their responses.

21. What are their biggest strengths? Biggest weaknesses?

Teokkin - He’d like to say it’s his intellect, but that’s any asura. Loyalty stands out in him, a product of the shame he feels from his rebellious, hoodlum upbringing. Perhaps it’s also intimidation, but that’s a tool he uses surprisingly sparingly, and too many things bigger than him do not take his threats seriously, making bluffs a difficult proposition when the scenario does not allow for violence but still requires a subdued target. Neutralization by electrocution has made a suitable substitute in many scenarios. As an elementalist he’s grown quite proficient in most fields however, and features some martial capability with his convertible, mechanized staff-spear; it’s a shame so much of his prowess goes unused within the constraints the Magistracy places on utilizing violence, as it’s seldom the primary option, but he draws from that ability as a source of confidence all the same. So yes, for an asura that claims to prefer intellectuality and discretion, he’s quite fond of simply projecting near-lethal quantities of electric current upon a victim, or impaling them on a fiery spearhead.

That can just as much be a weakness, and misdirection from the likes of a Mesmer or skilled rogue can easily catch him off guard. Both best be careful to avoid an outburst that would spare little in the vicinity, however. Expounding further, Teokkin’s young, pyromaniacal tendencies were not the product of themselves, but symptoms of a more subtle desire for power, and the respect gained through it; this occasionally manifests in borderline maniacal conniptions that can be a short term boon in combat scenarios but typically ends with prolonged exhaustion and several moments of confusion and self-loathing. These fits are not, however, restricted to direct confrontations, and he simply isn’t in enough battles for him to feel that the results outweigh the negatives of the outbursts. Because of them, Teokkin accepts the Magistracy’s reduced tolerance for violent action as a blessing, and frequently expresses a great deal of self restraint on both starting fights and then elevating them to destructive levels, which can be a limiter for him in attack.

Nizktt- He prides himself on his ability to adapt. He, naturally, was a Statics alumni, finding solutions through re-purposing already existing materials. All it takes to recognize this sort of resourcefulness is for one to notice his handmade bow: crude only in appearance, it is expandable from a shortbow into a longbow, and equipped with blades that are just as suitable for cutting through thick underbrush as it is for slicing and dicing flesh.

He is deeply connected to his moa however, and while they are certainly capable of hiding or defending themselves as well as coming to the aid of one another, they are still animals with limited coordination and intelligence, and instinct that can override rationality. Rizzi was his closest and one of the first he befriended, and he is reminded of that loss constantly when around his moa. Indeed, if something were to inexplicably happen to his flock, it would scar him deeply. Fortunately for him, while it’s usually immediately obvious he has a connection with moa as he almost always has one following him, very few know about the flock and who it belongs to.

23. Give them an AU, any AU.

Teokkin - For funsies sake, it’s exciting to imagine a near-godmode Teo that annihilates everything in his path, the Inquest having acquired him from when he was but toddler-aged, having removed him from his family by force, and amplified his capabilities to essentially use him as a living weapon. Something like the biotics from Mass Effect; like Jack, even. It’s not the most original trope but it’s fun to think of.

Nizktt - Tarzan edition, raised-in-the-wild-by-moa, of course. As if they didn’t have enough of an influence on him. With a hint more seriousness but not really much, Disaggregator Nizktt is an occasional, funny thought.

[ofosbcrns]

We’re thrilled to have HAROLD OSBORN, also known as HARRY, join us as FACULTY of the Academy, to teach BIOTECH & LEGAL STUDIES! They look at lot like CHARLES MELTON and are 26, going by HE/HIM. They’re said to be LOYAL and are able to CONCEAL HIS POTENTIAL SPIDER-POWERS. Please join us in welcoming them aboard!

BASICS FOR CHARACTER:

name: Harold “Harry” Osborn alias: NA age: 26 face claim: Charles Melton pronouns: He/Him if they are an adult/parent: do they teach at the school, and what do they teach?: Biotech and Legal Studies

BACKGROUND:

biography - I am using the ps4 Spider-Man game for Harry’s background: 

Harry was born to Norman and Emily Osborn and had a relatively happy childhood until his mother died. He absolutely adored her and stuck close to her as soon as he was old enough to do so, and losing her was not only incredibly hard for him but left him incredibly lonely

With Norman being such a busy distant, borderline abusive father, Harry largely grew alone until he began at school. Fortunately he became close friends with Peter Parker when he was younger and eventually the rest of the future Spidey Gang. They remained friends through their childhood and teen years

Both his friends and their families - namely Peter’s aunt - helped Harry feel that gap that had been left by his father’s negligence, giving him the love and care and support he needed

Unfortunately, Harry inherited the same genetic illness that took his mother’s life - Oshtoran Syndrome. The complications began in his teen years, but Harry did his best to hide them from his friends to save them from the pain he’d felt watching his mother be claimed by the same illness when he was a child

He used easy excuses like being busy with school, college, and eventually his Oscorp work, or claiming hangovers from partying to avoid suspicion when he was unwell

During his work with Oscorp he was determined to carry on his mother’s work, hoping to become an environmental attorney. He used his time, resources, and intelligence to try and better the city via Oscorp

Eventually his condition became critical and Harry couldn’t continue on without deteriorating rapidly as his mother had. Norman suggested they attempt an experimental treatment to which Harry agreed and, planting the cover story that Harry would be managing Oscorp’s European operations, he was put into a type of stasis to undergo the treatment. None of his friends knew at this point that he was sick, or where he was really going.

After deriving a treatment from Devil’s Breath failed in 2018, Norman went down the process of a last resort treatment - to bond with a version of the Spider-Venom made specifically to fuse with his cells and DNA and - somehow, it worked. Harry now has spider powers!

Fortunately he’s now healthy, cured, and has been out and about for just under two years now. he’s come to terms with his abilities and what the venom did to him, he’s grateful to be alive, but he doesn’t really use his abilities. He slotted right back into his life, finishing off his studies in law, specialising in environmental law, and biotech before being picked up to teach at the academy.

powers and abilities: 

harry has most of the powers you would expect of a spider-person. he can grip to walls, he has superhuman strength, stamina, durability. however, unlike peter, he has organic webbing from his wrists, and his webbing is black rather than white.

he doesn’t know the full extent of his powers because he uses them as little as possible, so there’s always a chance he has more powers he doesn’t yet know about!

anything else? headcanons? 

Harry loves pizza and will choose pizza from some dingy corner place in Brooklyn over some fancy dinner anytime. Seriously. Bribe him with pizza.

He is way more comfortable in a friend’s living room with his friend watching tv than at home in his big empty apartment alone - but that or his office is usually where you will find him

He’s a sucker for cheesy movies sue him

Harry adores his friends, he is extremely loyal to them and there’s nothing he wouldn’t do for them. But if anyone betrays that they will have a very hard time earning his trust again, and he has been known to lash out or snap when his trust is betrayed

He has a very strange and distorted opinion of his father. Norman’s treatment of him when he was young was less than ideal, and he’s grown up under extreme pressure to measure up to his father’s expectations of him as the Osborn Heir, and he knows Norman isn’t a good man or a good father. But Norman also went to extreme lengths to try and save him and he has shown love for Harry, and did so for his mother, so Harry has trouble reconciling these two images of Norman in his head. I definitely imagine that when he was younger and his mother was still alive, some of Norman’s tactics to help cure them bordered on child experimentation and abuse, always under the guise of trying to save his mother, and then trying to save him. It’s a tricky thing to try and discuss with him as his confusion and struggle with the subject will probably make him lash out in anger and confusion, so tread carefully.

[andrewysanders]

021: Making an Architect

There isn’t an architect walking the planet that hasn’t questioned if they were making the right decision when they decided to become an architect – at least not if they’re being honest with themselves … which leads us to today’s topic of “Making an Architect”

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Today we are going to try and answer the question “Do I Have What it Takes to be an Architect” – which I will admit is a pretty loose premise, but it doesn’t stop people from asking me that question a few times every single week. This is almost an existential question and the people who are asking it are typically are of an age when they shouldn’t be faced with such existential questions … but at what time of your life would you ask a question like this?

In these emails, the questions are always the same: They want to know if they would be any good at the practice of architecture – that before they make this fairly large career course-correction, would they be able to predict if they would experience success? Surprisingly, I get asked this question in some form or fashion all the time and responding to these emails typically requires some finesse. There are some serious implications on the line, I don’t have a functioning crystal ball, and most people’s circumstances appear somewhat unique … but here goes. We are going to start with the nebulous category of intelligence …

IQ as a Predictor of Capacity [2:11 mark] The concept of measuring the IQ of an individual is credited to either German psychologist and philosopher Wilhelm Stern in 1912, or to Lewis Terman in 1916 (sources vary). Prior to these dates, large-scale testing was done by psychologist Alfred Binet in 1904 as part of a commission by the French government to create a system to differentiate intellectually normal children from those who were inferior (wow … harsh). Binet created the Binet-Scale and sometime later, Dr. Terman revised this scale to become the Simon-Binet IQ Scale. That scale classified the scores as:

Over 140 – Genius or almost genius

120 – 140 – Very superior intelligence

110 – 119 – Superior intelligence

90 – 109 – Average or normal intelligence

80 – 89 – Dullness

70 – 79 – Borderline deficiency in intelligence

Under 70 – Feeble-mindedness

You can find lists of typical IQ scores by profession on the Internet, and I’m not vouching for their credibility, but the part that is the most interesting to me is how these scores can be used to measure the relative capabilities of the individual in a real-world environment (i.e. what kind of job would you be capable of as the most valid predictor of future performance is general mental ability). To think that the intent of measuring one’s IQ is to determine to capability and capacity of an individual and that no amount of effort or preparation will allow someone with a 110 IQ to work a job that typically requires the capacity of a brain measuring something higher.

Top civil servants, Professors, and Scientists – 140

Surgeons, Lawyers, Architects, and Engineers – 130

School teachers, Pharmacists, Accountants, Nurses, and Managers – 120

Foremen, Clerks, Salesmen, Policemen, and Electricians – 110

Machine operators, Welders, and Butchers – 100

Laborers, Gardeners, Miners, Sorters and Factory packers – 90

All that having been said, having a high IQ doesn’t mean all that much to the unmotivated individual and success is relative and not an indicator of happiness (unless of course, you are only measuring it against failure).

Much of this data is taken from “Meritocracy, cognitive ability, and the sources of occupational success.” written by Robert M. Hauser but additional resources can be found here and here.

How to be the Best at What You Do  [15:44 mark] So moving on from intelligence, we get to discuss the more subjective characteristics of what makes a great architect. Which shockingly aren’t that much, if any, different from the traits that would make you successful at any type of work.

In my mind, there are five major things that will help determine if you will experience success as an architect:

They must take their work very seriously and consistently perform at the highest level.

They constantly aspire to improve their skills.

They demonstrate consistency in their delivery and their product.

They are impatient, frequently better leaders than collaborators.

They are passionate about what they do, motivated by improving themselves rather than monetary gains.

None of these should come as a surprise, these are traits that are appropriate to achieve success in just about any white-collar profession. You don’t need to to be a social and likable person to be the world’s foremost neurosurgeon … but it probably doesn’t hurt. You might also notice that I didn’t say these traits would help predict if you’ll make you a good designer – how could anyone really know something like that ahead of time? For just about everyone, your design skills will not be your road to success in this field, but designing is generally assumed to be the most alluring aspect of this profession.  The difference between someone doing well and someone doing great as an architect is not their design skills, it’s their ability to make a personal connection with the people who hire them, work through problems by extrapolating similar conditions and codifying that process, and understanding why some solutions work and others don’t. This last one is overlooked all the time by younger designers, maybe not out of negligence but due to their maturity level. Being able to understand why you did something allows you to duplicate your successes without having to replicate your solutions (pretty sure I’ve said that before on the site here … probably, but it’s good enough to warrant some repetition.)

The characteristics I listed above would obviously work well in other professions … that’s sort of my point. The people who do well in the field of architecture would probably do well in any field that they chose to follow because they have these three traits. I will openly acknowledge that I know many people who had these traits who became victims of the recession – so I am not saying that the people who have not had success did not have these qualities. I am saying that without these traits your road to success is far more difficult.

I think it takes a certain type of brain to practice architecture but that doesn’t necessarily mean that everyone can’t find a place. While most people don’t go into architectural school thinking that they are going to be anything other than the world’s next great designer, the truth of the matter is that it takes a small army of people in all sorts of different roles to take on some of the projects being built these days. The design side of practicing architecture seems to benefit from someone who thinks radially, rather than linearly. Architectural design is about finding a balance between many things – some at complete odds with one another. The skill in being a terrific designer lies in your ability to effectively set priorities that push and pull on one another until there is some sort of equilibrium in the result. This means that all variables are in play at the same time, and for those people who solve one problem and then move on to the next one, they will experience some frustration. At the same time, thinking linearly works exceedingly well for people who will control the flow of information, oversee the process, and organize and maintain procedure – things that the architectural process desperately need. I’m not saying that a person can’t be both radial and linear thinkers, but I think I could successfully argue that they will be better suited and experience greater success in one area over the other.

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[jaigeddes]

021: Making an Architect

There isn’t an architect walking the planet that hasn’t questioned if they were making the right decision when they decided to become an architect – at least not if they’re being honest with themselves … which leads us to today’s topic of “Making an Architect”

[Note: If you are reading this via email, you will have to click here to access the on-site audio player]

Today we are going to try and answer the question “Do I Have What it Takes to be an Architect” – which I will admit is a pretty loose premise, but it doesn’t stop people from asking me that question a few times every single week. This is almost an existential question and the people who are asking it are typically are of an age when they shouldn’t be faced with such existential questions … but at what time of your life would you ask a question like this?

In these emails, the questions are always the same: They want to know if they would be any good at the practice of architecture – that before they make this fairly large career course-correction, would they be able to predict if they would experience success? Surprisingly, I get asked this question in some form or fashion all the time and responding to these emails typically requires some finesse. There are some serious implications on the line, I don’t have a functioning crystal ball, and most people’s circumstances appear somewhat unique … but here goes. We are going to start with the nebulous category of intelligence …

IQ as a Predictor of Capacity [2:11 mark] The concept of measuring the IQ of an individual is credited to either German psychologist and philosopher Wilhelm Stern in 1912, or to Lewis Terman in 1916 (sources vary). Prior to these dates, large-scale testing was done by psychologist Alfred Binet in 1904 as part of a commission by the French government to create a system to differentiate intellectually normal children from those who were inferior (wow … harsh). Binet created the Binet-Scale and sometime later, Dr. Terman revised this scale to become the Simon-Binet IQ Scale. That scale classified the scores as:

Over 140 – Genius or almost genius

120 – 140 – Very superior intelligence

110 – 119 – Superior intelligence

90 – 109 – Average or normal intelligence

80 – 89 – Dullness

70 – 79 – Borderline deficiency in intelligence

Under 70 – Feeble-mindedness

You can find lists of typical IQ scores by profession on the Internet, and I’m not vouching for their credibility, but the part that is the most interesting to me is how these scores can be used to measure the relative capabilities of the individual in a real-world environment (i.e. what kind of job would you be capable of as the most valid predictor of future performance is general mental ability). To think that the intent of measuring one’s IQ is to determine to capability and capacity of an individual and that no amount of effort or preparation will allow someone with a 110 IQ to work a job that typically requires the capacity of a brain measuring something higher.

Top civil servants, Professors, and Scientists – 140

Surgeons, Lawyers, Architects, and Engineers – 130

School teachers, Pharmacists, Accountants, Nurses, and Managers – 120

Foremen, Clerks, Salesmen, Policemen, and Electricians – 110

Machine operators, Welders, and Butchers – 100

Laborers, Gardeners, Miners, Sorters and Factory packers – 90

All that having been said, having a high IQ doesn’t mean all that much to the unmotivated individual and success is relative and not an indicator of happiness (unless of course, you are only measuring it against failure).

Much of this data is taken from “Meritocracy, cognitive ability, and the sources of occupational success.” written by Robert M. Hauser but additional resources can be found here and here.

How to be the Best at What You Do  [15:44 mark] So moving on from intelligence, we get to discuss the more subjective characteristics of what makes a great architect. Which shockingly aren’t that much, if any, different from the traits that would make you successful at any type of work.

In my mind, there are five major things that will help determine if you will experience success as an architect:

They must take their work very seriously and consistently perform at the highest level.

They constantly aspire to improve their skills.

They demonstrate consistency in their delivery and their product.

They are impatient, frequently better leaders than collaborators.

They are passionate about what they do, motivated by improving themselves rather than monetary gains.

None of these should come as a surprise, these are traits that are appropriate to achieve success in just about any white-collar profession. You don’t need to to be a social and likable person to be the world’s foremost neurosurgeon … but it probably doesn’t hurt. You might also notice that I didn’t say these traits would help predict if you’ll make you a good designer – how could anyone really know something like that ahead of time? For just about everyone, your design skills will not be your road to success in this field, but designing is generally assumed to be the most alluring aspect of this profession.  The difference between someone doing well and someone doing great as an architect is not their design skills, it’s their ability to make a personal connection with the people who hire them, work through problems by extrapolating similar conditions and codifying that process, and understanding why some solutions work and others don’t. This last one is overlooked all the time by younger designers, maybe not out of negligence but due to their maturity level. Being able to understand why you did something allows you to duplicate your successes without having to replicate your solutions (pretty sure I’ve said that before on the site here … probably, but it’s good enough to warrant some repetition.)

The characteristics I listed above would obviously work well in other professions … that’s sort of my point. The people who do well in the field of architecture would probably do well in any field that they chose to follow because they have these three traits. I will openly acknowledge that I know many people who had these traits who became victims of the recession – so I am not saying that the people who have not had success did not have these qualities. I am saying that without these traits your road to success is far more difficult.

I think it takes a certain type of brain to practice architecture but that doesn’t necessarily mean that everyone can’t find a place. While most people don’t go into architectural school thinking that they are going to be anything other than the world’s next great designer, the truth of the matter is that it takes a small army of people in all sorts of different roles to take on some of the projects being built these days. The design side of practicing architecture seems to benefit from someone who thinks radially, rather than linearly. Architectural design is about finding a balance between many things – some at complete odds with one another. The skill in being a terrific designer lies in your ability to effectively set priorities that push and pull on one another until there is some sort of equilibrium in the result. This means that all variables are in play at the same time, and for those people who solve one problem and then move on to the next one, they will experience some frustration. At the same time, thinking linearly works exceedingly well for people who will control the flow of information, oversee the process, and organize and maintain procedure – things that the architectural process desperately need. I’m not saying that a person can’t be both radial and linear thinkers, but I think I could successfully argue that they will be better suited and experience greater success in one area over the other.

Outro [57:33 mark] … the best podcasts are recorded pantless for once I’m not the one making weird noises I’m struggling listen to idiots I’ll tell you why you’re still wrong … it’s got to smell like bad breath

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Indefinite Hiatus (part 1)

Yesterday (as of the penning of the original draft; 28th July Juche 106), I announced the voluntary surrender of my computer for independent investigation by a psychiatrist, one of whom’s main hobbies is computer-spergery and in particular, from recollection, programming (he tends to use a lot of programming metaphors in our appointments I still recognize having done a little bit at school), but, with an emphasis here on an independent party not connected to an inherently corrupt state “forensic investigation” apparatus to absolve me of accusations of child pornographic collection -- formerly litigious or otherwise from the vexatious complaint of troll, backed by the threat to escalate it to the former no less -- no matter how long it took (I don’t care if I don’t get that back for months): surely he would know how to uncover hidden directory trees, recover whether corrupted in part or preserved in full previously deleted files whether that was a 1-wipe, 5-wipe or a 7, and I don’t use 5-wipes, let alone 7-wipes; I don’t consider my ideological writings anything to hide, only the British state does, which is why it had punished my “racially offensive remarks” in 2012.

I’m not Stephen Gandy, who tried to introduce me to the software over a decade ago. I had no idea he was legitimately using it to hide his paedophilic proclivities, but it makes so much sense now.

With a heavy heart, I must announce some parting remarks:

Comrades, esteemed dignitaries, “friends”, and enemies to Aspergianism,

For myself, the future bode most bleakly as we enter this, my final Untergang, for the future prognostications are so beginning to untangle; LGBT flag in full furl, the transsexualists’ of their dual gender-coloured band sigil of demonism in fuller furl, held aloft by Kelly Anderson’s oversized hand and a look of intimidation sneeringly demanding the capitulation of the Aspergian as he attempts to cavort with former Cde. Chac amongst others, for, although he has returned to us, he has yet to earn the trust of the movement he was excommunicated from, yet with recent unsourced attributions potentially disparaging the ASMG authorship which had lauded him just a day prior. ASMG remains in full a swing as ourselves can with or without him, Kelly Anderson the co-conspiratorial autism charities under Rona MacKinnon’s domineering fist, Melanie Barker, James Gordon, Angela Haselgrove/Hasselgrove, the failed aspirant-bourgeois transsexual-convertees in theft of the author’s chaju (spiritual independence), Fionbarr Lennihan and countless other dignitaries to both the counterreactionaries and the counterrevolutionaries whom threaten Aspergia’s unique gender-theoretical, ideological, and political systems, “realisms above others.” Only from an Aspergian intellectual uncommitted to the treachery of neurodiversity can emerge the truth; whom is whichever homosexual-transsexual who claimed “[author] has been a loser all of [her] life whose reason for [her] failure is that [she] has no real talents or hobbies and so had no real groups who would accept [her]”, to paraphrase?

Whether this is the guise of LagoonaBlue’s real self finally revealing itself in full swing, a former primary, secondary, or disgruntled college acquaintance, or similarly beleaguered-with-overcompensatory-inadequacy trolling, ideological or ‘tard wrangling leech, whose respective sources of prestige are energetic vampiricism, plagiarism, and state contracts, none should be captive to the interrogation of their inferiority, whether heterosexual chivalry-slave, transsexual or homosexual lecher, asexual wizard plant, or some bizarre combination of all three -- of which the author potentially knows at least two?

(Only one has ever been ruled out for certain thus far,)

Their superfluous “talents” and timewasting, banal, laughably hedonistic and self-indulgent “hobbies” are of no consequence to a revolutionary of my caliber, hence, do they so dare to write such invectives about me, I can’t have exactly accepted them to have been anything other than freaks and losers, could I? They are alien to the 8-strong-and-regrowing Aspergian family of cadres, such foreigners only worthy of the fate to be dipped into a boiling pot of excrement for their meaninglessly ill-gotten accomplishments awarded by a hilariously yet saddeningly broken society.

Whatever personality maladies the author admittedly bares, some of those qualities brilliantly place them for potential leadership -- autism or not, as Hitler and Kim Il-Sung themselves had shown.

Disclosure barring (unless I postactively have it revealed to me when lurking and posting briefly on the farms today), they are imbeciles for failing to temper themselves before the wrath of a Borderline-Narcissist. If there are only 3 new groups I would include to “neo-Aspergianism”, it is the Sociopath, the Narcissist, and the BPD, and only provided pre-existing autism diagnoses not post-actively granted as a light alternative to full psychopathy post-SRS ala LagoonaBlue, as it has been to so many of my secondary school contemporaries. We need more Walter Dempseys, more Autphags, more Sapphires, and, if tempered, more David Chacs (provided those remarks to Cuntster were even his, were they not, it may well be forgivable). Shameful had the conduct been to the sole group of intellectuals remaining to champion his ideas if it was him, however; disproof it wasn’t just some secondary-school-sissy-faggot-acquaintance-turned-transsexual or otherwise-neugrotypical sleasebag forthcoming. (Prove it here, David.)

The handwritten version of this’ lines are in downward slope, graphologically representing doom, misfortune and potential pessimism, and I shall proceed to explain.

The meeting whose dual-doppel chukjibop venue location was retroactively changed to Harvey Nichol’s after imparting to the leader;’s sagacious eideticism that it was number one adjacent the Balmoral, convening, amongst others, allegedly “then-on-holiday” Fionnbar Lennihan, Hasselgrove, indignitaries of corrupt LGBT-youth scum now beplauging the alumnus of JYHS to the inclusion of Darren Morgan whom were invited, Fareal aka Melanie Barker, Kelly Anderson aka Cuntster, and other “around the clock” conspirators, whose bourgeois opulence and GCHQ connections allow so much as to verisimilitudinously co-incide bus and train hourneys with the author’s own in order to talk about her in open quarters with frightening passive-aggression laden with confusing-if-condescending praise (”bright for an autist” being the new “bright for a nigger” of yesterday), went according to the plan of the closure of the pre-edited venue’s intentionally conveyed metaphor: “we aberrantly-sexual and identitarian-disturbed lechers are in control.” This is when the only thing they deserve to be in control of is the trajectory of their GRIDS in an upwards direction, killing all of them off with Mallima speed; as praiseworthy as the Generallisimo Kim Jong-il and forgiving he was, patience little had he for the GRID-spreading transsexual imperialist sociopaths for how it is they manifoldly intend to desecrate such a figure of calibre as Cde. Sophie, defender of Occidental imperium.

- Firstly, LagoonaBlue/Darren Morgan/Amber Morgan’s planned role as a sickening and in any case reluctantly-approached but always-known/suspected-to-be and unwanted trans”gal”pal was to betray the author in short duration of real-world acquaintanceship regardless if met with or not, for the faux-German, who would then reveal themselves to be the subhuman Pict with a transgender-with-a-faux-autism-Dx niche-fetish James Gordon, thereby humiliating author.

- Secondly, regardless of this or not, easily achieved by retroactively backdating using unreliably begrudged alibis such as those convening at Harvey’s, in a L&O:SVU-episode-gone-wrong style fashion, Fareal and Cuntster had planned to use their Procurator Fiscal connections with Vitriol in conjunction wuth the defence of the QC friend of the foremost instance who had wished to sexually rendezvous with Darren Morgan to, in exchange for the “favour”, implicate me falsely in retroactive sexual crimes so as to provide impetus for faux-paedophilic daemonization of author via. implantation of her devices such materials. A new turn on the phrase “I’ll give it to you to suck” of Francis E. Dec fame (Fareal’s feminized cock or, if post-SRS, Darren’s), “finish ‘him’!”. May GRIDS have ensured for their attempted misdeeds to pervert the course of justice.

- Thirdly, in further corroboration of an unduly earnt paedophilia diagnosis, my kindle has been clandestinely stolen and yet-recovered, presumably with the intent to plant Child Pornography on it, in which case I don’t want it returned as these were not my activities but those of the perpetual Pizzagaters (see this, and resources here) of the Scottish transsexual community,  whose diagnoses are typically somatoform conversions of paedophilia with the rare somato-trans infantilist 1 but otherwise, as Milo aptly points, "hardly any... real" cases exist.

1 Admittedly, myself. Kelly/Cuntster’s an autoandrophiliac gay man whose too lazy to live through their own penis, falling strictly into neither category, facetious paedo accusations aside, that is my genuine functional hypothesis regarding him as opposed to the other Celtonegroid transsexuals whose r-selection makes it infeasible to have deep emotions.

Ask yourself - How would mostly r-select Celts ever develop the emotionality for such a predicament? My marginal Slav genes sensitize me enough, BARELY, for me to be excused. Kelly can be a bitch about paternal genetic investment, ignoring the fact my mental characteristics more closely coincide with my mother’s side, all she wants -- I seem to have inherited mostly affective maladies from my dad’s side of the family, but in his case personally, brain damage, being unorganic, and a supremely negligent mother, makes a poor inherent case for the ToM and a stronger one for environmentally-induced emotional retardation, such as is speculated to be the cause for the virtually non-existent-in-my-case-bar-a-few-isolated-instances paedophilia. My surrendered equipment will hopefully absolve myself of all and any such accusations.

- Fourthly, in an autoandrophilicization-as-punishment (I’ve trillions of fucked up fetishes as my closest confidantes know) fantasy .gone both way too far, wrong, but on the bright side, a tad comical at the time from a certain perspective (if your humour is so disturbingly dark), I’ve now ingrained in my head the “future prognostication” that Angela Haselgrove may very well pursue megadose-IVs/IM vials of irreversible anti-aromatazes (read: “estrogen blocker”) such as exemestane, superpotent antipsychotics such as haloperidol at their highest effective doses, penis extension and viagra (I’m giggling as I’m writing this -- because I was literally getting off to trolling myself at the time -- but it’s no joke as the predicted time-frame has yet to pass, approx ~Sep-Dec ‘17 or so), and emela cream applied phalically to “deal with the inappropriately adopted sexual characteristic* of genital hypersensitivity.”

*A term I borrowed a lot, littering this everywhere in fetishistically-induced sarcasm, or “literal sargasm” as otherwise known; in each fantasy has there been my own angrily sarcastic touch. Passive-aggressive sardonicness disguised as friendliness in manipulative females is a bit of a turn on for me, I won’t lie; it’s partly why i can’t take female medical professionals seriously anymore, and always see the worst discompassion in them, basically dominatrix cuck-artists.

It’s the verbal and meta-ironic equivalent to getting stilettoed in the balls, after all.

These fantasies were a bit more facetiously benevolent at first as the nurses were priorly briefed on how the paedophilia diagnosis was entirely faceitious as to exaggerate manliness in a piss-taking fashion. (I was working under the logic, “if I’m an autoandrophiliac, I therefore can’t be an autogynephiliac and therefore become even more genuine!”, it admittedly backfired, it just made me come to the LagoonaBlue epiphany of “everything’s a fetish” on an internal level and fucked me up completely for a few months.) It was supposed to be a joke at my own expense, but escalated badly, I won’t detail how exactly, but it’s no laughing matter to literally envisage yourself as deserving the predicament of being tarred a Micheal-tier rapist.

To condense all this as briefly as I can -- being-Micheal-as-a-fetish, psychodynamically speaking, was intended as a microaggression against him (I irrevocably hate the bastard), so I find it bizarre that Kelly/Cuntster extends this logic to my view of transgenders, whose sexual and stylistic proclivities bother and offend me much less than their politics (where the main misunderstanding is between myself and Cuntster; aberrosexualist exhibitionism should be unacceptable trans or cis, straight or gay -- “do your own business”). Meanwhile both the political and sexual wiles of the paedophile are inexcusable to me. But equally as inexcusable is one position of the transgender in particular, the one position that gets my furor, is their autistopathy. It’s for that betrayal for which I seek their destruction -- at least paedos can be humiliated and correctly so should it be so, as is a genuine fear will be used against me at some point in the future, whilst transsexuals have both correct and debaucherous reasons for their existences both existentially and politically, often hiding the latter behind the former; their acceptance comes at the cost of the infiltration of individuals like Sarah Nyberg (a transsexual paedophile, for those not in the know; literally) of Salon and the like into wider Western aberrosexual politics. Increasingly, more often than not, newly “ascended” trans are the latter - the parafetishists of infantilism are somewhat-forgivable (”I want to be re-raised from age [single-digit number here]” makes some sense given missing development in the correct gender), compared to the parafetishists of themselves, and those who parafetishize children in any other (read: externalized) context, with the exception for autopaedophiliac EPII types, in my view loosely connected with the foremost phenomenon. 

Hence, the “transsexual paedophile” conspiracy was born.

I’m only genuinely sympathetic towards remorseful pre-paedos who have had a crisis morally, ethically, or emotionally speaking about it in some point of their lives; myself from about 4 years ago internally when I had my first panic about it, to now, where I’ve had such the largest panic I’ve literally been driven to several different neuroses over it, amongst other stressors. Those whose predicaments authentically trouble and distress them at the deepest level to that of immediate remorse. It shows, albeit how brokenly at times, some conscience; even Bundy was eventually regretful of his crimes independent of the incarceratory context -- as he was facing death, there’s no reason to believe it was feigned for favourable parole conditions.

Neither David nor I committed any crimes relating to children, whether that be of physical, verbal or sexual assault; neither of us have looked at child pornography, neither of us have pursued children to any massive degree, only David really looked to start a family, I would have the pipe-dream of one now and again with the full realization my resources would just be bringing more unfortunacy upon the world. Most paedoes tend to relentlessly pursue reproductive opportunities to gain new victims for their crimes. Yet I can still barely live with myself, and that’s before Cuntster shouted ‘PAEDO’; frankly, the fear of it was greater, but perhaps treatment has just made me number to taunting, who knows?

I do deserve not to have to live in fear for something I knowingly understand and are fully cognizantly aware to be inherently wrong. These are the kinds of complexes that just self-fulfil prophecies and create these criminals out of spite. I’m personally one for antiandrogenization of paedophiles, potential paedophiles, and even infantilists if androgens give them age-dysphoric distress** (I wonder if someone has given Clement Saggers the idea to become AB;DL yet; he has the personality type); it’s commonly done in mainland Europe but for some reason, only precious trannies ever get ANYTHING other than shit-tier, Indian-imported psychopharma drugs on the NHS.

**I even said in my diagram, the three -- infantilistic regressionism, infantilistic fetishism, and latent paedophilia, usually never acted upon and latent due to a high capacity to relate to a more childish ToM, can very rarely overlap in unison. Typically, it requires the individual to be on the very borderline between autism and neurotypicality (a kind of mid-stage in ToM disability and intellectual compensation for that ToM deficit; gifted children usually socialize in more ‘cerebral’ ways, true is it also for mediocre Asperger’s; when regressionist tendencies are strong due to high sensitivity to stress, there’s deliberate over-investment in the preservation of an infantile mindset for nurturance’s sake, and that, unlike the individual subtypes, is regardless of gender), and have generalized personality disorders over all three axes, but most strongly in borderline, followed by narcissism, then sociopathy and/or histrionicnness jointly. The paedophile-antipaedophile’s is a very distressing and potentially suicidal predicament when not dealt with. This is a mixed vulnerable-predatory personality type which switches upon external socio-pressurization and stressor conditions; you’ll remember on my old WordPress blog, where I said I only ever get angry to hide latent fear in rise to a challenge.

-This is a conscience I’m unsure whom I’ve dubbed as “Harvey’s local Pizzagate collective” really have, given their desire to forcibly hyperandrogenize and paedophilize all autistics -- starting with myself experimentally -- as some warped, spiteful, reputational and sexual humiliation tactic, to be followed, in the instance returning to my one fantasy (turned-nightmare, really), with a crypto-transsexual, pre-operative “support worker” whose sole careplan -- whilst I’m pacifier-gagged -- is to such a denied-dysphoriac’s then-engorged dick upon discharge.

I can believe, now, that rape victims cope with their experiences by enjoying the experience temporaneously to deprive their rapist of the power ascribed to them; I essentially raped myself in a bout of hyperprogesteronism-induced hypersexuality for approx. 36 hours worth of deranged, near-uncontrollable fantasies, almost like badly epiphanous visions, cumulatively. I also fear giving a spiteful, vengeance-seeking Haselgrove ideas, but I couldn’t care, enough conspiracy theorists exist on the internet that, even if retarded Scottish normalfags are duped by Vic Rodrick’s retarded lines, virtually nobody else other than the KiwiFarms would be.

I would still advocate the stuff for nootropic purposes, but at CONTROLLED DOSES. I never had a problem with megadoses in the past, but then, I never had a predisposition to psychotic thinking of the bona-fide form until my mid-20s, or late last year, when the time-travelling transsexual visions and Biblical reference delusions started happening. Never had that experience before in my life. My dopamine receptors could take grams upon grams of progesterone before. Not now, whatever’s genetically predisposed me to an increase in D2-sensitization (post-edit: retrospectively it might’ve been a conspiracy, see the ‘tard wrangler letter), it’s happened, and I can’t get away with it anymore; I take dosing a lot more responsibly in that I’ve given up buying the stuff, I now only take antiandros and I’ll be stopping even those as soon as I get a certain script. My, and yes get this, 10,000-mg-at-a-time (basically a box of 50 200mg microgest pills) progesterone consumption was intended as a form of myelinitic preservation, because I had a vision about the future in which everyone was given progestigenic antidepressants except autistics, who weren’t even allowed seretonergic ones, and forced to regress in segregation disguised as a “neurodiversitarian campaign”, in a hyperfeminist dictatorship. By no means is it not going to happen; that was the basis for my writing the autistic-transsexual conflict theory, which I’ve still been meaning to transcribe from my prison pennings. Instead, it became a mental health crisis of monumental proportions, the guilt of believing I was a Micheal-tier superpaedo overbearing my shoulders so greatly one time that my entire family had to console me as I broke into tears. If the system does attempt to destroy me, there will at least be a handful of people who will never believe the official narrative. Despite how neglected and frustrated I’ve felt at what seemed like emotional abandonment, when they are present for me, it’s refreshingly reassuring.

I’ve confided these thoughts to my sister and my mother, expecting permanent shunning and disownment because I believed I deserved it for reasons besides at the time (existing, basically). I had explained the nuances per my hypothesis paedophilia-to-infantilism continuum. It is just a theory, mind you. They thought it to make some sense “save for the fact most adult babies are guys” (their quote: my response was, “they’re suppressed trannies!”) -- they know of infantilism from a few fucked up acquaintances and television; they knew I was a very early adopter since 2003 though since my eldest sister confessed to spying on my connection, although I kept hush about the TG stuff until ‘09 -- to which I additionally pointed out “well, actually, LGDD is beplauging the movement as a BDSM-inspired inroads.” (Attribution to LagoonaBlue for the observation -- that has been a palpable subcultural trend from the early ‘00s to the mid-’10s; that is, female cultural appropriation).

CID retards like DC Black are ultimately response for the conflation of infantilism with paedophilia -- having overhead the phonecall between him and a duty psychiatrist in July ‘14 with my oversensitive hearing at times mostly self-induced (underesensitive at others; usually with not paying attention, possible unrecognized ADD?) -- which has created this guilt-ridden mess such that the deeker-activism which I’d rather keep a separate part of my life HAS to be an occasional part of my other work for syncretic theoretical reinforcement. I propose it as a viable redirection in redeemable paedophiles such that I see this successful reformation having overcome my genetics regardless of what Cuntster pontificates on the matter, maternal/patern genetic investment differentials in-particular. Strictly adhering to Freud, however, and since partially backed by neural and IQ-testing battery studies, biological males TEND to adhere inheritable to the intellectual and socio-emotional characteristics of the MATERNAL side anyway, explaining why I’m males ahead of my immediate sister down* (and roughly equivalent in ability to my eldest sister).

*Save for a lack of recognition of thyroid disorder; even then, whilst elevation caught at the right time would be inarguable, I still think the heirarchy would be maintained.

What’s more, wider variability in biological males end up in a bit more pot-luck despite the massive gamble to stupidity -- I converge to populational means, but I’m well above SES-normed averages (mean=90 for my parent’s place on the income distribution, so too does it truly hold for myself).

This ridiculous notion that I could be false equivocated to some brain-damaged child molester with zilch going on in the imaginative and intelligence department EVEN BY HIS IMMEDIATE FAMILY’S STANDARDS (there is trailing average, then outright exceptional), with only spite driving motivationally any minimization iof my mother’s genetic contributions is IDIOTIC to say the least, and OFFENSIVE (although that Cuntster seeks to be, well beyond “light ribbing”) needless to say!

Part 2 shall be transcribed tomorrow. I’m too tired, not to mention a little kid next to me was causing sensory disruption with the clacking of his keyboard.